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Ai Nante	By : SujiChan Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > NEWS Views: 981 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 9, The Near Past

Not a word had been said while he drove her home, but now that they were just inside her door she turned towards him. “Yuya…”

“Shhh,” he said as he caught her face in his hands and lifted it so he could kiss her lips. Kiss them again and again. He didn’t want to think about what he’d overheard, or her leaving him. He didn’t want to think, period. He just wanted to know the feel of her lips pliant and soft beneath his, the warmth of her curves nestled against him, and the euphoria of losing himself in the taste and feel of her. “Shhh.”

He guided her towards the futon, and down onto it, still kissing her. “Yuya,” she broke the kiss when her back touched the mattress. “I think we need to talk…”

His fingers tangled in her hair, and he kissed her again, silencing her. “Later,” he casually half-promised. He didn’t want to talk. He wanted affirmation that she was with him, and was his. Affirmation that his mother’s words hadn’t changed her feelings for him. He also wanted to convey to her his own feelings, but he wasn’t sure how to voice them. So instead he tried to show her.

She had always enjoyed his kisses, and that was part of the problem. He was kissing her deeply, interspersing those deep wet kisses with small nibbling ones, and she made pleased sounds as he shifted and lay partially over her. Again she tried to get him to discuss what he’d overheard. “Yuya…”

“Mmm,” he slid his moist lips along her jaw to just below her ear. He knew that soft, feathery kisses up and down the column of her neck made her moan softly so he planted light, soft kisses down to her shoulder, and back up again, smiling against her skin when he heard the tremulous little moan rumble from her lips. With a hand on her hip he turned her towards him as he lay on his side, drawing her close and sliding a knee between her thighs. There was a hitch in her breathing, and he took advantage by nibbling his way back to her lips, and kissing her deeply again.

He had the softest hair. She loved combing her fingers through it, and knew he enjoyed it if she massaged his scalp by the groans that escaped him and filled her mouth while they kissed. Pulling back for air she gasped, her eyes dark and heavy lidded. “We should… talk… now…” she managed to pant, purring in pleasure when those sinful lips of his slid down the front of her throat to her collar bone.

Pushing her onto her back he lifted himself nearly fully over her, his eyes nearly black and glazed with growing lust. His lips were moist from their kissing. One of his hands found the hem of her shirt, and slid beneath it, his palm gliding caressingly over her belly. “I love you,” he confessed, lifting up so he could look down into her eyes. His hand shifted higher, caressing over the underside of one breast. “Make love with me,” he breathed.

Dani shivered at his words. Deliciously hot shivers that spread liquid heat from the pit of her belly to every limb. He leaned down to kiss her, and she put both hands to his shoulders to hold him back. “Making love because you want to be sure I’m not going to leave you is not a good reason to make love.”

For a whole five seconds he just stared at her, and then caught one of her hands in his and started to kiss her again, but she turned her face away. “Dani…” he cajoled softly, his hand closing over her breast and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“No.” It hurt to say no. She did love him, and wanted to make love with him, but at this moment, the reason why he wanted to do so would reduce it to cold sex. “I saw the look on your face, and…”

With a softly mumbled curse he rolled off her and lay staring at the ceiling. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“We need to,” she insisted. Rolling onto her side to face him she put a hand on his chest, feeling his heart racing beneath her palm. He shrugged her touch off and sat up. “Yuya!” she cried, hurt by his actions.

He was scowling. “I don’t want to talk about you leaving!” he growled. “Things are fine. There’s no reason to even think about things ending!”

“She’s concerned about you,” Dani sat up. “And I can understand that.”

“She knew before we started to date how I felt and that we’d be together,” he argued.

“Yuya,” she touched his shoulder.

He pushed to his feet. He was still turned on, and her touch only made him want to touch her back. He didn’t want to lose his anger now that he was angry. Besides, she’d refused his touch so why would she want to touch him now? “She should have said all that to me the first time I went to her about us.”

“She needed to know how I really felt for you and if I loved you enough to leave if our being together threatened your future,” she argued.

“She needs to stay out of my personal life,” he snapped. “I’ll be twenty next week, legally a man.”

“Then quit acting like a child!” she retorted, and then regretted her words. Her eyes fell shut, and she shook her head. “I…”

He’d spun around to stare at her. “So that’s how you see me? A child? Even when we kiss? Even when I touch you? Tell me, then, why the hell are you with me if I’m just a child? Is that why you won’t make love to me? It would bind us together, and…”

“You want to make love because of what your mother said. That’s not a good reason!” she cried, her hands clenching in her lap. “It has to be an affirmation of love, of wanting to be with someone, not…”

He cut her off. “That’s exactly why I wanted to make love. I wanted to show you how much I love you. You’re the one who kept turning away and saying we had to talk.” His eyes narrowed. “I confessed, and you never said the words back. So obviously you don’t feel the same.”

She stared at him as he turned for the door. Leaping up she chased after him. “You idiot!” She caught his arm and turned him, glaring up at him. “You know damn well I love you! It’s why I’m with you. It’s why I want our first time making love to be about more than you trying to stop me from leaving!”

“I’m not try…”

“It is!” She argued. “You’re pissed off at your mother, and you want to use our relationship as a means to prove her wrong! I’m not a weapon. Don’t take your anger on her out on us!”

He wrenched open the door. “You’re wrong,” he snapped. “And it hurts that you’d think that way about me!”

“It hurts that you’d want to use something as beautiful and love-affirming as lovemaking to get back at your mother,” she said in a low choked voice.

Anger and guilt ripped through him, and because he couldn’t yet admit ~~ even to himself ~~ that she was right, he slammed out cursing.
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The Present

There was a heavy silence. Tegoshi had been staring at the fire, but now he peered up, wondering if they were looking at him condemningly the way Dani had that night? He saw sympathy and understanding in their eyes, and for that he was grateful. “I realized she was right,” he admitted. “I was just too damn proud to admit it.”

“Did you talk to your mother?” Koyama asked. Personal romantic lives and love were not something they normally talked about. Maybe if Tegoshi had felt that he could turn to them sooner things could have been saved, could have been better. Maybe, because they were friends, they should feel they could turn to each other. It would also help their group closeness and friendships.

“Two days later,” Tegoshi nodded. “I thought I needed time to figure things out before I confronted her. It didn’t help much. Dani and I didn’t talk since our fight, and my anger just got worse because of it.”

“Oh, I remember that!” Ryo nodded. “For about three or four days you were a real ass, and I often wanted to smack you back to your senses.”

“She was right, though,” YamaPi nodded. “Making love just to stop someone leaving you cheapens it. You might as well just go fuck anyone off the street, it would have that much meaning.”

Tegoshi blushed. “I know. It took me a few days to admit I’d screwed up, but I did.”

“And you and Dani?” Masuda asked. “She was at your ceremony so you were obviously back together.”

Nodding, Tegoshi smiled. “After my mother and I had it out I called Dani, but we were doing a lot of late nights at work that time so I didn’t get to see her until my birthday. I called her, and apologized, and we said we’d have a good talk. Then next day was my birthday and there was everything going on so I didn’t get to see her until that night.”

“After you left us,” nodded Shige.

“Oh, you were feeling a little good. Hope she didn’t get upset at that,” Ryo reminded.

Tegoshi laughed. “She had some drink out for us, but when she saw me she put it away and made tea instead. She said I couldn’t even kiss her until I was more sober,” he remembered. “Not that she had anything against drinking, but she said we’d had a fight, and we needed to talk and make up, and she wanted me clear-headed for it.”

The others nodded. “But you did make up?”

“Yeah,” Tegoshi smiled even as he knew he was blushing.
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The Near Past

His head was buzzing, and the world was slightly tilted. He’d left his car at home when he knew the guys were taking him out to drink. Pushing to his feet, Tegoshi blinked and waited for the room to right itself. “I have to go,” he announced. It was already ten pm.

“What? Why?” Ryo demanded as he finished his drink. “It’s your birthday, sit down and let’s drink all night!”

Tegoshi shook his head. “I have to go,” he said. “I promised someone I’d drop by before too late.” He bowed to them. “Thank you, really. It made it special that you celebrated my birthday with me.” Straightening, and having to do a quick little shuffle to keep his balance, he smiled and waved goodbye as he turned to leave.

Tegoshi managed to hail a cab, and paid when they got to Dani’s. The stairs were a little tricky since his feet weren’t quite as co-ordinated as usual, but he made it up to her door, and knocked. It only took her a moment to answer, and he flashed a broad toothy smile at her. “Hi!” God he’d missed her! His hands framed her face, and he kissed her before even entering her apartment. “I missed you,” he whispered at her lips. “I was an ass, and I’m so sorry!”

Dani pulled back, and stared into his glassy eyes. “How much did you drink already?”

He shrugged, lifting a foot to undo his shoe, and falling into the doorframe. “I don’t know. I was out with the guys, and…”

She took his arm and led him to the futon. “Sit,” she ordered. Kneeling she removed his shoes. “You had a good time?”

He nodded, his eyes glowing. “We talked about work, and girls, and sex. It was the first time I was able to really talk about naughty stuff! I learned some things,” he told her, reaching out a hand to touch her wet hair. “Oh, you’re wet!”

“I had a bath,” she told him. “I’ll make tea.” She went to put his shoes by the door, and filled the kettle.

As she set it to boil he came up behind her and put his arms around her. His lips lightly touched her neck, and then he caught her earlobe between his teeth. “Do you want to know what things I learned?” he hotly invited.

Her breath caught, and she grabbed his hands before they could slide up to her breasts, but that liquid heat was forming in the pit of her belly again. “Why don’t we have some tea first?” she breathlessly told him.

He nibbled along the shell of her ear, and then moved down to press soft feathery kisses along the column of her throat. “I’d rather have you,” he whispered.

Dani had to grip the counter’s edge to stay on her feet, her knees were so weak, and so she wouldn’t lean back into Tegoshi as he was a little unsteady on his feet. “Yuya,” she began, trying to sound unaffected, and failing miserably. “Oh!” Suddenly she ducked out of his hold, and moved several feet away. “I have a present for you!”

He’d fallen forward some, and caught himself on the counter. Turning he leaned back against said counter, and held a hand out to her. “You are my present. Come closer and let me hug you.”

“You’ve been drinking, and I’d rather you sobered up a little before we hug.” She pointed to the futon. “Go sit down. I’ll bring the tea and your present. And I promise that if you drink two cups of tea I’ll hug you and kiss you after.”

“And kiss?” He smiled, and made his way to the futon. “Okay, it’s a deal.”

She made the pot of tea, and carried it with two cups on a tray, setting it onto the kotatsu. Then she went to her dresser, and opened the top drawer. From it she removed a pale gauzy green bag. She knelt on the floor at the kotatsu, keeping the low table between them so she was out of his reach, and began to pour the tea. Dani could feel him watching her, and she flushed.

“Did you have a good time with your family and your friends?” she asked to make conversation as she put his cup before him.

Tegoshi slid to his knees on the floor, and lifted the cup, blowing on the hot liquid. “My family made a big dinner, and the group took me out to drink.” He winced at the first sip, taking time to blow on the tea some more. “I saw you, today, at the ceremony.” His dark eyes rose to her. “Thank you for coming to it. It meant a lot that you were there.”

She flushed, pushing that one lock of hair back behind her ear, and peered up at him. “You had mentioned before that you would like it if I was there so I wanted to be there. It startled me that your grandmother called me to ask me to sit with them.”

His eyes widened. “Really? My grandmother did?” He smiled, thinking to himself that he would need to get something to thank his grandmother. “I’m glad.” He realized he’d almost finished the first cup of tea so he held the cup out to her.

Dani poured more tea for him. “Would you like to open your gift?” she asked.

Tegoshi’s eyes went to the bag, and he set the cup of hot tea down. “Please,” he nodded. He accepted the bag, and opened it. There was a box within, and he slid it out and saw the lid was tied down with a ribbon. When he opened it he saw a stack of cardstock paper pieces the size of business cards, but with handwriting on them. Confused he glanced up at her.

She flushed. “They’re coupons.”

“Coupons?” he asked, pulling them out to go through them. “For what?”

“Different things,” she replied, and knew she was blushing. “Basically they can only be cashed in with me.”

He saw now that some were for kisses, and some for hugs, and some for things like cooking his favourite meal, rubbing his shoulders, one date of doing what he wanted, etc… He glanced up at her, startled. He knew that she was still struggling with writing and reading Japanese. “You made these?” he asked. At her nod he felt his heart swell. “Thank you,” he softly whispered. “These mean so much to me.” Because he knew the effort she must have put into them. Each written with either kanji or hiragana or katakana, and each with a little drawing in colour with the back stating that there was no expiration date. He set them into their small box, and retied the ribbon.

He bowed to her. “I’ll treasure them. Thank you,” he said.

“You’re welcome.” She was glad he liked them. To hide her blush she sipped at her tea. “Better drink that second cup, Yuya, if you want a hug and kiss.”

He reached for the cup and drank it quickly, setting the cup down on the table. He held up a hand when she went to lean over the kotatsu. “I can’t hug you this way. Come to this side,” he motioned to the spot beside him.

Dani went around the table, and knelt facing him. Reaching up with both hands she let her fingertips stroke his handsome face. Following the arch of his eyebrows, down his temples and over his cheeks, and finally along his jaw to his chin. Tilting his face up she leaned towards him, and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, and then another. She shifted closer, and pressed her face into his neck, inhaling his scent, and smiling against his skin.

Tegoshi sighed happily, wrapping his arms around her, and nuzzling her shoulder. “I enjoyed today, but I’m much happier just being here hugging you.”

Shifting back slightly to look at him she smiled. “You certainly know how to win a girl’s heart, Tegoshi Yuya.” When he flashed a broad smile she kissed him several times. “Are you still feeling drunk?”

“Drunk is not what I’m feeling,” he muttered against her lips. “I’d say more along the lines of warm and excited.”

“Really?” She nibbled her way over his chin and down the front of his neck to the base, and then licked her way back up.

Tegoshi moaned, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her closer. Tilting his head he was able to catch her tongue with his, stroking it and urging it into his mouth for a deeper kiss. He fell back onto the floor, taking her with him so she was stretched out atop him. “Mmm, really.”

She pushed up until she straddled his thighs, making sure to fix the yukata she wore. She hadn’t had a chance to change into anything else after her bath. He looked rather tempting lying there. Dropping forward onto her hands, which were braced on the floor on either side of his head, she leaned down and paused just before kissing him. “Happy birthday, Yuya.” She wet her lips, hesitating a moment, and then declared, “I love you.”

With a loud groan he pulled her down for a deep, hungry kiss. She loved him! He had confessed his love to her before, but they’d argued, and he’d actually been afraid that she didn’t share his feelings, but she did. His heart hammered in joy and excitement. “I love you,” he returned the sentiment.

Dani pushed up, her breathing coming hard and fast thanks to that last kiss of his. Hands trembling she pulled on the belt of the yukata. Her eyes lifted to his face as she pulled the belt free to let fall on the floor. His eyes were glued to her hands as she gripped the edges of the robe-like piece of clothing, and parted it slowly. She could see how his eyes dilated, his nostrils flared, and his lips parted softly as he panted.

Tegoshi swallowed hard as the material parted and exposed more and more of her white skin. She was not too thin, would be considered a little chubby in her country, and he liked that. Her breasts were white; the skin almost translucent so he could see the blue veins beneath it, and the tips a dark rose colour. His hands lifted, and curled around the globes of her breasts. They just fit in his palms, and he felt the nipples tighten to hard nubs that poked at him. Down his hands slid, over the slight roundness of belly, and around to her hips even as his eyes fell to the dark blond thatch of curls between her thighs.

With a growl he pushed up to kiss her. Her hands were working at his shirt, and he helped her to unbutton it and remove it. He’d long ago removed the tie. At his ceremony he’d worn the traditional male kimono, but afterwards had put a suit on. Now the white shirt fell behind him, and her hands were now stroking his bare shoulders and chest. Tegoshi broke the kiss and bent to one breast, holding it up so he could kiss the hard pink tip and then touch his tongue to it.

Dani moaned at the feel of his mouth on her. “Yuya!” she gasped, feeling that liquid heat spread through her.

He shifted them so he could lay her back, kneeling between her parted thighs. His dark gaze skimmed over her body, admiring it and letting the sight of it heighten his excitement. The curls between her thighs looked silky, and Tegoshi reached one hand out to touch them. He could hear her breathing hitch at his touch. More boldly he ran his thumb downwards and flicked it at the tiny nub he saw, hearing her moan out loud and watching it start to swell. Again he flicked at it, glancing up when she moaned again, and watching her face flush and her eyes grow darker and heavy lidded. She licked at her lips, and reached a hand out for him.

Tegoshi leaned forward to kiss her lips, shifting his hand and letting his fingers glide over her slick flesh. She was already moist. He knew of sex, and was no virgin. It was rare for someone of his age, and in entertainment, to not know. But neither was he as experienced as some of the JE boys he knew.

She moaned into his mouth when he pushed a finger inside her and stroked her slowly. The sound made him tremble. Moments later her hands were at the fastenings of his trousers, undoing them, and he broke the kiss to glance down in time to see one of her hands slip inside to touch him through his underwear. Tegoshi groaned, hips automatically pushing forward so he pressed himself more into her hand, and bent to kiss one of her nipples again.

“Yuya,” she urgently whispered, both hands now working at pushing his trousers and underwear down.

Kneeling back he hurriedly pushed both down past his hips to his lower-thighs, and would have removed them completely but she pulled him down over her, whispering against his lips to take her now while one of her smaller hands reached down to grasp his erection, and guided the head to her opening. “I need to feel you inside me now,” she told him, panting at his lips, and he trembled and slid himself into her.

They both groaned at the same time. Tegoshi braced himself on his hands, and met her dark gaze as he pulled nearly all the way out, and then pushed slowly in again. Her knees hooked over his hips, and her hands slid caressingly over his back. This was so different from his first sexual experience. Then it had been lust that made him have sex. Lust and a need to lose his virginity, but this time it was love, and the pleasure was more than just physical. It was emotional. It was soul deep because he felt like he soared closer and closer to heaven whereas, with his first time, he’d only felt the body deep pleasure of sex.

This was more than just the feel of him surrounded by her wet hot walls, and how the muscles of them tightened more and more as his hips pumped more energetically and he stroked within her harder and faster. This was more than just two bodies growing so hot a thin film of sweat slickened them. More than just the pillowy softness of her breasts pressed to his chest. This was more. So much more, and he felt like he was glowing from it, felt like he was spiralling higher and higher, and yet not alone. She was with him the whole way.

Dani whimpered and panted, nails now lightly raking at his back. The length of him, surprisingly long though not so thick, stroked her rapidly, reaching deeper as he moved harder. His hips slapped into the backs of her thighs, and his lips continued to press to her neck, her ear, her jaw or her lips. “Yuya!” she gasped, arching up. With every thrust in his pelvic bone rubbed against her in a way that heightened the pleasure until she lost control, crying out and riding the waves as spasms rocked her body.

Tegoshi let out a choked groan as her walls contracted, and her nails dug into his shoulder blades. The sound of his name as a hoarse gasp along with her bodily reactions pushed him to his peak, and his head lifted as he ground his hips into her. Teeth gritted he growled, trembling as he came. When the initial waves subsided he collapsed atop her, face pressing into her neck, and tried to catch his breath. With his eyes shut he could still see the flashes of coloured lights as tiny aftershocks rocked him.

Several minutes passed before he sighed in content at the way she soothingly stroked his back and softly kissed his temple or his shoulder. His arms were still a little shaky when he pushed up onto his hands, kissed her lips tenderly, and then rolled off her before his weight crushed her. He turned his head to look at her, and felt desire stab at his belly. The sight of her laying there with the yukata open beneath her naked body and her face still flushed with damp tendrils of hair clinging to her cheek was just arousing and beautiful.

He reached out a hand to push some of the hair off her face. “I love you,” he declared.

She turned her head to look at him. “I love you too.” A grin appeared on her lips. “If we’re going to do that again can we do so on the futon? The floor is not the most comfortable place for… energetic exercising.”

He laughed, and nodded. They fixed the futon, went to shower together, and then crawled into bed and cuddled together as they talked and twice more made love. It was the first time he would spend the night, but not the last.
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The Present

The others knew he was leaving something out, and by the blush on Tegoshi’s face they figured it was sexual. “So your relationship became serious,” YamaPi stated, nodding. He didn’t press the subject.

Tegoshi nodded, blushing a little more. “It’s very… different when you love each other. Everything becomes different then. We spent Christmas Eve and most of Christmas Day together. I got a room at a 5 star hotel, and we had dinner and stayed the night. We exchanged gifts in the morning. I gave her a ring, and…”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Ryo held up a hand. “You gave her a ring? Like, an engagement ring?”

“Holyshit!” Koyama exploded, stunned.

Tegoshi shook his head. “No, no, no, no! It was silver, with tiny pink pearls in the shape of a sakura blossom. She loves sakura blossoms.”

“Oh,” Koyama calmed down quickly. “I was going to say you’re too young to consider marriage.”

Tegoshi tilted his head slightly, frowning. “Why? A lot of people get married at my age. And I did consider it with Dani. I even asked her.”

There were five pairs of stunned wide eyes. Even Koyama’s were big, which was a lot as the man’s eyes were so narrow. But they were caught enough off guard to not know what to say.
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