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Happy birthday	By : weelow Category: Dir en grey > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2467 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Happy birthday
- 2-Happy birthday Part 2
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Disclaimer: All right boys and girls. I don’t own anyone or get any money of this. Shit.

Notes: Okies, this is a sequel to earlier story written months ago. I decided to continue with this thing because I sensed there was something more between Kaoru and Kyo in a earlier story, something worth exploring. (So it's KyoxKaoru this time.)

sherg*feeling like a true reporter*: “Tell me guys, what’s going on between you two?”
Guys *angry*: “Piss off!”
s: “I see. Well... catch you up later?”
G:*tired sigh* “Annoying bitch.”
Oh, c’mon dudes. Just trying to make the life worth living. You know it’s all love from this place to there.

Happy birthday
Part 2.

The strong wind tried to push Kyo towards the hard wall of the apartment house. Struggling the little man found his way to the front door and was able to get inside.
It was one chilly February evening. They had just finished their restaurant party at downtown with the cakes and presents for Kaoru. It had been quite a party. Die had bought a half dozen bottles of champagne for Kaoru! And then they had had a one drinking game again. Finally they hadn’t even managed to find out who was the winner.
Usually Kyo would have enjoyed the soft and fresh taste of that party drink but this time he had been careful because what they had compromised with Toshiya, because what had happened yesterday.
Pretty Kaoru had been all smiley and cheery all night and oh, he was so drunk.
It was Kaoru’s time to be tied down. Kyo had promised it to himself.
But maybe he had been little too careful with his drinking.
Some kind of nasty feeling wriggled in his stomach. Was he nervous?
Obviously not enough booze.

Irritated Kyo waited at the down door of Kaoru’s apartment for Toshiya who had been drinking for both of them that night. Kyo was a bit worried because of that.
What if Toshiya was so drunk he couldn’t get Kaoru tied down? Leading guitarist was maybe too tall for him even when he had got himself in quite drunk. A terrible thought crossed Kyo’s mind.
What if Toshiya was so drunk he was unable to arrive?
Annoyed of a thought Kyo looked his bag in which he had…well, stuff. For example lubricant. And handcuffs. And a whip. And a leather rivet necklace for Kaoru’s pale neck to wear. Small smile caressed Kyo’s lips.
But now, would he have to return to home with all of his toys?
Sudden thought popped in Kyo’s head.
They had agreed to meet at Kaoru’s door. Did it meant the door of the apartment house or the door of Kaoru’s apartment?
Kyo pushed the elevator’s button relieved. Toshiya must be waiting him upstairs.

Kyo rose to the fifth floor and rumbled from the tiny elevator to the hall. To his surprise there was no Toshiya and the door of Kaoru’s flat wasn’t closed.
Had Toshiya went already in? Had he started WITHOUT him?
Puffing horrified Kyo came, leaned and peeked from behind the door. Suddenly the door opened and Kaoru stood before him.
“What on earth are you doing, Kyo?”
No words came out of Kyo’s mouth. It was cause by Kaoru’s sudden appearing in front of him, the fact that he seemed all sober and the way he looked straight into Kyo with his clear eyes as he hadn’t drink alcohol in his whole life. As he had saw this coming. Cold sweat ran down on Kyo’s back.
He muttered some kind of a “unh” from his dry lips. This was going on a whole wrong direction.

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“Come in. What are you standing there on a hallway like a statue?” Kaoru asked and made Kyo come inside. The door closed behind his back and it sounded like the gates of Heaven had just been closed in front of his nose.
Bye bye freedom. It’s all hell after this.
Kyo didn’t remove his clothes or shoes. He just stood there with his bag which he tried to hide behind him. He tried to hear if there was anyone else at the apartment. Maybe Toshiya was sitting on the living room. Or any other of Kaoru’s buddies. Anyone saving his ass from this.
Kaoru looked at him with his hands folded and looked all calm.
“So, did you have something special on your mind?” he asked.
“Is… Toshiya here?” Kyo whispered.
Maybe Kaoru hadn’t worked out anything. Maybe he could still wind out of this.
“Toshiya?” Kaoru raised his eyebrow. “No, I told him that he wouldn’t need to come.”
Hot blood rushed to Kyo’s cheeks.
“You what?” he asked terrified a smile frozen to his lips.
“I told him that he would not need to come,” Kaoru repeated.
How did he knew Toshiya was about to come?
Kyo backed off so his back touched the wall behind him as he realized. Toshiya, that sensitive, easily per-suaded, Read all my emotions and secrets from my face –Toshiya had relieved it to Kaoru.
Kaoru didn’t look like he was mad. Actually there was not even one motion to be read from his stoic face. Holy shit he was in trouble.

“Can I see that?” Kaoru asked suddenly and pointed at Kyo’s bag.
‘Hell no!’ Kyo thought but Kaoru took it from him with one quick movement.
Angry “Hey!” ran away from Kyo’s lips but Kaoru’s expressionless face solidified him effectively.
‘Oh shit. Oh fuck. Kill me now. God, just kill me now. Thunder and lightning, you can hit me to the ground,’ Kyo thought.
Kaoru looked inside of a bag and picked up the handcuffs.
Little blonde before him blushed heavily and found suddenly something really interesting from the walls what to stare. He felt so stupid. He had walked right to the trap. Somebody was about to pay and Kyo supposed it was going to be Toshiya. But first he just had to get the hell out of there.
Kaoru said nothing. He just raised the hand cuffs and show them to Kyo. Then he dropped them to the floor and picked the whip from the bag.
Kyo saw this from the corner of his eye and froze to his spot. Hot blood rushed in the veins on his cheeks and forehead.
Older man’s eyes were calm when he tried the suppleness of the whip and hit it once through the air. It whizzed obediently.
Then he moved the whip to his armpit and turned Kyo’s bag upside down so all of its content rolled to the floor before them with noise.
Silently Kaoru regarded the equipments which Kyo had chose to bring with him, all the toys he had thought he would need with Kaoru.
The black rivet necklace had dropped next to Kyo’s foot. Sighing a little Kaoru moved closer and picked it up from the floor while Kyo tried to escape through the wall.
“Is this what you had in mind?” Kaoru asked and tried the necklace on.

Kyo watched the man standing before him surprised. Kaoru looked very erotic biting his lower lip a bit, eyes glimmering and obviously challenging Kyo. Maybe he looked like what Kyo had dreamed of except of that gaze.
“Well… answer me.”
Kyo lowered his gaze and shook his head. Kaoru stepped so close to him that Kyo’s back was tightly pressed towards the wall.
“Answer,” Kaoru demanded whispering.
‘Hell, I’m the king of Rock and Roll,’ Kyo thought and raised his head to face Kaoru.
“Yes, it was.”
“I’m a bit disappointed though not so surprised,” Kaoru pointed out.
Kyo blinked his eyes when hearing his words.
“What?”
“I was hoping we could left all those bondage thoughts behind us.”
Kaoru’s hand found its way suddenly to Kyo’s hip and dived under his shirt. Kyo gasped when Kaoru’s fingers smoothed his sensitive stomach slowly.
“I was hoping we could take things bit kinder this time.”

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Kaoru leaned yet closer and looked at Kyo’s wide brown eyes. He tried to read from blonde’s expressions if it was okay now to seal his full lips with his own. For a moment he just stood there his body pressed towards the little vocalist and felt his heat.
Kaoru examined Kyo’s surprised expressions interested. When Kaoru had learned to consider this man as a pure erotic energy especially on the stage now his big eyes wide open and lips a bit cracked to a question was something new and something highly arousing.
And when he once had nailed his eyes to Kyo’s lips he couldn’t get them away anymore. Since yesterday Kaoru couldn’t have get rid of the taste of Kyo from his mouth. It was a salty and a sweet taste at the same time and it had followed him the whole day. Sometimes Kaoru found himself sitting eyes closed and imagining their kiss. They had been at the same position as now, Kaoru being nestled against Kyo’s body.

Kyo was finally about to say something but Kaoru was faster than him. The older man moved and touched shorter man’s lips for a second. It was not really a KISS kiss but just a tickling peak. Kyo stood his eyes closed for a moment and a little sigh ran from his lips to caress Kaoru’s mouth.
Kyo opened his eyes slowly. Like some kind of a border had broken the shorter one kissed Kaoru as no-one before him. Kyo grabbed Kaoru’s hair and tugged his head closer so a cry of surprise, pain and delight escaped from Kaoru to their kiss.
Blonde’s hands fold around Kaoru who was buried in his embrace trying to note every centimetre of skin, every bending of Kyo’s neck, every shade of his scent and the softness of his hair that caressed Kaoru’s forehead. He had to broke the kiss for a gasp of breathe but Kyo continued to his cheek and neck.

When Kyo noticed the rivet necklace on him he stopped and watched Kaoru’s eyes. Silently he took a steady hold of the necklace and yanked so it broke. Kyo threw the necklace on the floor. He took the whip from Kaoru’s armpit and threw it away.
Kaoru felt that when Kyo had started to threw things away maybe he should also. So he grabbed the hem of Kyo’s shirt and pulled it over vocalist’s head.
After this when Kyo pressed his body against his Kaoru could felt his firm muscles so close to his skin that a sweet frustration flowed over him.
Kyo didn’t notice when Kaoru tried to slip his hands to undo the buttons of his shirt so he could feel another’s bare skin with his own. Kyo was too busy kissing him, licking his lips and doing something to his neck that gave shivers through Kaoru’s body and a sure hickey for tomorrow morning.
Kaoru didn’t mind.

“Kyo,” he whispered and suddenly the vocalist pushed his back loose from the wall and led their steps towards Kaoru’s living room. Kyo’s brown eyes glimmered as he looked deep into Kaoru’s.
Some kind of intoxicating sough hummed in Kaoru’s head when he watched Kyo’s face. Everything looked little blurry and he just wanted to feel Kyo’s soft lips all over him again.
“Kyo,” Kaoru repeated and Kyo took it as an invitation, closed his eyes and leaned to caress Kaoru’s lips. Kyo’s hands lowered to older one’s butt stroking and a little charmed laugh got loose from Kaoru’s lips to their kiss.

They had found their way staggering to sofa and when Kaoru tried at the same time to land to sit in it properly and not to break their wet kiss Kyo stumbled and they fell on the top of each other.
“Autch!” Kyo cried out and held his face. He had hit his cheekbone to the wooden arm rest.
Trying to survive from the below of Kyo’s arms and the knot of their feet Kaoru looked Kyo with worry.
“Poor baby!” he wailed and smirked as seeing Kyo’s annoyed expression. Kaoru pulled the boy on top of him and smiling Kyo dig his knee between Kaoru’s thighs nailing it towards him.
“Poor a what?” he asked calmly and pressed his knee at Kaoru’s crotch.
The man under him felt the ache and tried to back away but there was nowhere to go. The arm rest behind the back of his neck blocked his way.
Mouth opened for a gasp Kaoru howled.
“Baby!”

Kyo shook his head and looked disappointed.
“Bad boy Kaoru. I thought that if someone it’d be you who’d understand how important it’s to think before speak-ing. As you yesterday taught me,” Kyo said and before Kaoru had time to defend himself Kyo pressed his knee again.
Kaoru was about to do something radical but held it back when Kyo smiling started to undo the buttons of his shirt. After every opened button he bent down and kissed the pale skin that became uncovered.
When his lips had got down to the collar of Kaoru’s jeans the man under him shivered at his hold.

*

Kyo had time to open Kaoru’s zipper but then the older one tightened his muscles and turned around.
They fell to the floor but this time it was Kyo who was forced to stay as a bottom.
“Shit!” Kyo yelled and this time he held the back of his head. Obviously he had hit it to the floor.
“Kaoru!” blonde snapped
”Oh I’m so sorry,” the other puffed but he couldn’t help the quivering of laugh in his voice.
“I bet you are!” Kyo said trying to twist and turn under Kaoru. When he realized it didn’t help he calmed down and looked steadily in Kaoru’s eyes.

“Much better,” Kaoru said pleased.
“Are you hurted?” he asked and kissed Kyo’s cheekbone which was still a bit red after their unlucky crawling. Kyo realized that he meant both of his feelings and injuries.
“No,” Kyo sighed.
“Really?”
“Yeah really.”
“Good. Because I have bad news for you Kyo. I’m afraid for now on I’m going to call you my sugar because I’ve had… and I’m going to have… the sweetest time with you.”
Some how Kyo didn’t think it was so bad thing to do. He actually felt quite delighted as his heart tried to crack of joy.
Little dimples bounced on Kyo’s cheeks as he tried to make up his mind whether to kiss or hit Kaoru, hold the tears of mirth back or let them flow.
“Umh… Okay,” he managed to mutter.
“Then we have only one problem,” he continued. Kaoru leaned his hands both side of him and looked him ques-tioning his head tilted.
“Are you, Kaoru, really trying to get on top of me?”
The older man blinked his eyes twice and burst on laugh.
“What do you mean? I was on top yesterday.”
“Yes but I was tied down to the bed. Besides it’s my turn!”
“You… want to be seme?”
“Well yeah,” Kyo nodded and rolled his eyes. “I’ve been one in my every relationship.”
They estimated each other for a few seconds and then Kyo pulled Kaoru on top of him again.
“Naah, I don’t care. I just want to be with you and feel you. So touch me,” he laughed. Kaoru agreed, felt his way with his face over Kyo’s stomach and couldn’t help just to hold the other one near.
Kyo looked him closer.
“Hey?” he whispered little laugh, fondness and worry in his voice.
Kaoru raise his head to look into his eyes and smiled a bit.
“I just really want this to work.”
And so Kyo rose, they embraced each other and Kyo made up his mind to kiss Kaoru, let the tears of mirth flow and Kaoru had all the time of the world to note every centimetre of skin, every bending of Kyo’s neck, every shade of his scent and the softness of his hair.
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