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Toki no Kaze [Formerly known as: Stealing Time]	By : ThexShinya Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > X Japan Views: 2964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Hello readers! I know it's been a while and for that I apologize. I wanted to make sure I could think of something good for this chapter. And to be honest, for a moment I thought this might be the last chapter! But I won't let that happen for now! I'm just not ready to move on and let this one go! I'll let it go when it feels appropriate to end it... And yes I know many of you would say "Damn you for not ending it here! It would have been perfect!" But I like angst, can ya tell? ;) We'll see how it goes from here... Hope you guys like! And as always, praise and criticism is welcome ^_^ And with every sentence, I did say "I AM SO SORRY HEATH!" >_< Poor guy... ENJOY!
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Yoshiki’s heavy breathing was the only thing heard in the room. He stood over Heath with his fists clenched. Heath slowly straightened his arms as he continued to weep in terror and regret. “I SAID GET THE FUCK UP, HEATH! NOW!” Heath rose at Yoshiki’s intense command and took a deep breath as he looked into the blonde’s hurt and fierce eyes. Heath’s cheeks were bright pink and his eyes were already beginning to get puffy from crying. Yoshiki drew in a deep breath through his nostrils and continued in a low voice, “Tell me again, Heath. What did you say to me?” The raven-haired bassist gazed into the dark brown eyes that stared back at him. He longed so much at that moment to take all of the pain in Yoshiki’s heart and take it upon himself, no matter if it would kill him. He closed his eyes for a moment and let another tear trail down his pink cheek and cling onto his chin. He breathed, or at least he tried to.
In a weak low voice he began to get words out, “I… Yoshiki…” Furrowing his brows and looking down, he tried his best and strained his voice and forced out more words, “Yoshiki-“ Before he could force out another word, Heath was knocked off balance and quickly found himself stumble onto the bed. He shook his senses back into his head and touched the corner of his bleeding lip. “QUIT FUCKING SAYING MY FUCKING NAME LIKE THAT! GET THE FUCK UP.” Before the pale man could finish getting up quickly enough, he felt a strong hand wrap around his neck and quickly shove him backwards and pin him against a wall. He pried at the drummer’s strong grip, but it was no use. He gasped as he looked into a set of eyes that he had never seen before. “How did he fuck you? Did he fuck you like I fuck you??” said Yoshiki bitterly, an inch from Heath’s face. Heath furrowed his brows and stared into Yoshiki’s eyes as he fought to breathe. “Did you suck him off, Heath?” The pale man reached up with slender hands and pried at the bronze grip on his neck as he shook his head in response. “Why don’t you show me what you did?” spat Yoshiki as he threw Heath onto his knees in front of him.
The blonde grabbed a hand full of black hair and forced it near his waist. “Did you suck him off, Heath??” Heath gasped through his tears in extreme panic. Forcing the strongest voice he could manage he replied, “No, Yoshiki! I swear to God, I didn’t suck him off!” Kicking him over onto his back, the older man hovered above Heath’s face, “But you fucked him, didn’t you?” Hesitantly, Heath nodded looking into the set of brown eyes with the most terrified of looks. The blonde paused a moment before speaking again, “Get on the fucking bed.” Doing as he was told, Heath slowly slipped out from under Yoshiki and backed onto the bed. He scooted backward on the bed as Yoshiki approached. The drummer climbed on top of the delicate pale bassist and slowly opened his legs. Leaning back on his elbows, Heath stopped crying for a moment and watched Yoshiki’s eyes for some sort of sign of something. All he could read was anger and agony and it sent a pain directly into his heart. “This is how he fucked you, isn’t it?” he asked in a quieter, more hurt sounding tone. The pale man couldn’t say a word, he simply searched his Leader-Sama’s intense eyes.
“This is how you let him fuck you, isn’t it Heath?!!” yelled Yoshiki, fighting back tears of frustration. Squeezing his eyes shut, he let a tear roll down his pink cheek as he nodded unwillingly. “Were you in love with him?” he asked in a quieter tone again. “No,” replied Heath in a weak voice, “Only you…” Yoshiki snorted at Heath’s response. Moving his mouth close to the bassist’s ear, his Leader-Sama whispered, “And yet, you fucked hide.” “Yoshiki-“ Heath was interrupted by the blunt pain of his Leader-Sama ripping into him. He felt the pain immediately shoot up his spine and force hot tears to come streaming down his face. He gasped and whimpered as he clawed onto Yoshiki’s back. Viciously, Yoshiki set a quick and rough pace, with no intent to take it easy any time soon. His Leader-Sama paused for a moment to speak, “You’re so tense, Heath. Put your legs on my shoulders.” The raven-haired bassist immediately did as he was told and carefully lifted his long legs onto Yoshiki’s shoulders, giving the older man better access to tear into him. Slowly but forcefully, Yoshiki pushed into Heath and got close to his face again. “Was it the best fuck of your life? I’m not gonna lie- he was the best fuck of mine.” With his heart breaking into a thousand pieces from what Yoshiki had just said to him, Heath responded sincerely and pleadingly as he was being torn open, “No, Yoshiki. It was just a clumsy drunken fuck! I swear it didn’t mean anything!” “Who is the best fuck of your life, Heath?” “You! You are Yoshiki! It’s always been you! I love you! Please, believe me! Just please! Forgive me…”
After a some time ripping into Heath as hard as he could, Yoshiki slowed and looked down, “Heath… You’re bleeding… Why haven’t you begged me to stop?” Heath was shaking and crying so hard and clinging to the bronze man so tightly that he could not speak. Pulling out of Heath, he pried the shaking arms off of him and looked down. His eyes widened in horror at the physical realization that he had truly hurt Heath and that he hadn’t once cried out for him to stop. Covering his face as he wept, the pale man let his legs fall limply to Yoshiki’s sides. “Oh my God… Heath… God, I didn’t mean to go this far… Jesus…” He got up and ran to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. Though it wasn’t a severe amount of blood, it was enough to scare Yoshiki. He quickly went back to the bed to Heath. “Heath, are you okay?? I’m sorry…” Wiping off Heath’s thighs, Yoshiki began to cry in terror at what he had just done. “God… Please be okay, Heath. Please… SAY SOMETHING!” He wiped off the pale man and himself and then scooped him up and held him closely to his chest. The blonde drummer had never felt anyone shake like this. Heath kept weeping and started pleading again, “Please, Yoshiki. Please forgive me. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.” Yoshiki tightened his arms around Heath, “It’s okay, Heath. I’m so sorry! Please, just be okay… I don’t care what happened anymore, just please be okay! I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you like this!”
The blonde was now weeping into the dark head of hair on his shoulder. Heath, still shaking, moved to wrap his arms around Yoshiki, leaning him back against the backboard of the bed. He cried against the tan muscular chest and said in a calmer tone, “I’m so sorry… I’m sorry, Yoshiki.” He kissed the swollen muscles on the drummer’s stomach between gasps for breath. Heath looked up at Yoshiki, as the blonde swept away a dark hair from the pale man’s cheek. He desperately leaned up and crushed his mouth onto Yoshiki’s as if it were the last kiss they would ever have. Yoshiki furrowed his brows and kissed Heath more passionately than he ever had before. After pulling away, through tear-filled eyes, Heath looked into Yoshiki's eyes with an apologetic gaze, “I-I love you so much, Y-Yoshiki. I’ve been in love with you for s-so long.” As he continued to regain his breathing, the dark-haired bassist continued to kiss down the older man’s stomach and pulled apart his arms and put them to his sides. “Heath… What are you doing?” “I’m s-so sorry, I’ll do anything Yoshiki,” he said as he continued kissing his Leader-Sama’s sweaty skin. “Heath, you don’t have to-“ Grabbing hold of his Leader-Sama’s manhood, Heath dove his mouth onto it and took in as much as he could with an eager moan. “You don’t have to do this Heath,” said Yoshiki worriedly. Regardless, the dark-haired bassist still felt the lingering guilt that wouldn’t go away. Everything was out in the open now and Heath intended on redeeming himself in any way possible. With a short breath, Yoshiki uttered the bassist’s name. He shut his eyes and dropped his head back onto the backboard. “H-heath, y-you don’t ha-have to-“
The blonde man’s hand found its way up to Heath’s quickly bobbing head and caressed it. He looked down at the pale man and ran a hand through his hair. Yoshiki hissed and furrowed his brows and let out a groan. Heath wrapped one arm around Yoshiki’s waist and used the other to his advantage. He whimpered as he hungrily took in every bit of his Leader-Sama. Not being able to resist anymore, Yoshiki pushed down on Heath’s head and thrust his hips a bit. He hissed again as he looked down at Heath and panted faster and faster. Quiet whimpers were heard from both. With sounds of weakness and pleasure, Yoshiki threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut as he dangerously neared peak, completely at Heath’s mercy. With the most energetic cry of pleasure, Yoshiki slammed his head back against the backboard and cried out to the heavens, “Oh God! HEATH!!” His groans slowed down and got quieter as he finished peaking.
He looked down at Heath, who covered his quickly rising and falling stomach and chest with delicious kisses. The pale man kissed one of the blonde’s nipples and gently nibbled on it. As he tried to catch his breath, Yoshiki brought Heath’s face closer to his and kissed him. “I love you so much. God, I love you,” he said to Heath between slow and sensual kisses. The pale bassist latched his arms tightly around his leader’s chest. The drummer continued to kiss him and slowly unlatched his arms and leaned him back onto the bed. Scooting the pale man over, he suddenly hissed in pain. Yoshiki jumped in surprise. “It’s okay. Just be gentle,” said Heath as he carefully moved over. "Like the first time?" Yoshiki looked remorsefully into Heath’s brown sensitive eyes. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, Heath.” Putting his hand behind Yoshiki’s head and wrapping an arm around his neck, Heath kissed him and slowly lay onto his back. He suddenly opened his eyes when he felt Yoshiki reach for something. He looked as Yoshiki carefully lifted his head and put a pillow under it. “I’m so sorry,” the drummer buried his face into the pale neck and hugged him tightly as he silently wept. Putting his mouth nearer to his Leader-Sama’s ear, the bassist whispered, “It’s okay… I love you… So it’s okay, Yoshiki.”
Heath squeezed his eyes shut and breathed deeply as Yoshiki began licking his neck. He moaned quietly in bliss, ignoring the throbbing pain pulsating throughout the rest of his body. The older man looked longingly into the younger man’s eyes and reached down to rub his hard-on. “Is this okay?” he asked quietly in a low voice. Heath nodded, “Feels good,” he whispered with a sigh of pleasure. The blonde leaned down and deeply kissed the delicate man who wrapped his arms around his neck and played with his hair. As Heath’s breathing began to deepen, Yoshiki pulled away from the kiss. “I’m going to make you feel really good, okay?” Heath nodded and closed his eyes as he continued to breathe deeper. He felt a warm tongue ticklishly run down his chest and stomach. His stomach muscles tightened at the sensitivity. The trail ended with a gentle nibble of skin by his bellybutton. He felt a hand cup his package as a warm mouth wrapped around his manhood. Heath let out an obliging whimper as his level of pleasure heightened.
The blonde dangling hair tickled his thigh as it bobbed up and down. Reaching down with a hand, the bassist swept back the blonde hair and put it behind his ear. Heath curled his feet in attempt to withstand the sheer pleasure vibrating through his body. Lifting his head and watching the drummer for a moment, Heath’s breathing turned into panting. Doing the best he could, Yoshiki put both hands to work and forced his head down as roughly as possible. He moaned in his efforts to please Heath as best as he could. In response, Heath whimpered and panted desperately, attempting to get out his Leader-Sama’s name. Adjusting his position to his advantage, Yoshiki brought his knees up and knelt next to Heath, who lay in front of him in complete submission. Running his hands through the blonde silky hair, the younger man gasped vulnerably in his heightened state of bliss. Sensing the younger man was near the edge, the sweaty drummer took a deep breath and picked up speed as quickly and forcefully as he possibly could. Heath’s mouth opened as he groaned intensely and released the most delicate moan at his release into Yoshiki’s waiting mouth. He tightly grabbed a fistful of dirty blonde hair and gripped onto the bulging muscular shoulder as he sighed with pleasure. Yoshiki’s name could be heard through whispers of weakness and bliss.
Licking his way back up, Yoshiki lapped his tongue around the indents of sweet muscle in Heath’s stomach and chest. As Heath embraced him against his chest, Yoshiki kissed the pale muscular arms and slender hands. Both of them closed their eyes. Yoshiki furrowed his brows and squeezed Heath tightly as he pressed his face against the pale chest and breathed deeply into relaxation. As the alcohol from earlier in the night took advantage of their fatigue, Heath’s last conscious thought was the vague memory of Yoshiki saying hide was the best fuck of his life. He brushed it away for the moment and focused on the sound of Yoshiki’s deep raspy breathing and allowed his mind to slip into a deep state of slumber. He wouldn’t let anything ruin this moment.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Toki no Kaze [Formerly known as: Stealing Time]