Guarding | By : DubiousDane Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1156 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kaoru leaned casually against the doorway, lips resting on the cool, condensation-moist mouth of his canned green tea as he lazily took in the scene before him. The first word that popped into his head was, of course, “adorable”, but experience numbed his tongue before he did anything so stupid as to actually speak his thoughts aloud. Instead, he took a long drink, eyes never leaving the sleeping vocalist.
That Kyo was asleep at three in the afternoon was no great surprise; the guitarist had often wondered if the small blonde was partially narcoleptic, and had somehow managed to control it into some semblance of order. The rate at which he seemed to drop off hinted strongly at some sort of inherent talent, if nothing else. No, what was strange was the fact that Kyo was curled up around Kaoru’s beloved ESP Ganesa*, one arm loosely wound about the neck, and the glossy black body clutched gently between his legs. The vocalist slept in a somewhat fetal position, bringing as much of his body into contact with the instrument as was possible. Kaoru was baffled at how the shorter man had managed to drift off, contorted as he was.
Finishing off his tea, Kaoru tossed the empty can into a bin a few feet away before crossing the room to sit, gently, on the end of the couch not already filled with sleeping vocalist. Leaning back, he eyed his guitar critically; there was a special circle in hell reserved for the ass-hats that messed with his instrument, and he wasn’t exactly keen on losing the band’s voice. It also seemed a bit cold to kill a man in his sleep.
And what would he do without the sex?
Upon closer inspection, his guitar seemed in perfect condition, if almost completely tangled up within Kyo’s sprawled limbs. So that was all right. Kyo, in general, had a healthy level of respect for the leader’s guitars, only occasionally picking them up to strum a few chords, making sure he hadn’t completely lost his instrumental skill.
But this most certainly was not a musical position.
Digging around in a pocket, Kaoru produced a slightly mangled cigarette. He stared at it for a moment, a slight frown twisting his mouth, but ultimately placed it between his lips and lit up. Taking a deep drag, he considered as he eyed the blonde. Whether it was harmed or not, people would accuse him of going soft if he allowed the molestation of his Ganesa to go unpunished.
Holding the cigarette in his mouth, Kaoru reached over, gently attempting to remove Kyo’s arm from the neck of his guitar. The vocalist mumbled something and tightened his grip, face scrunching up into a grimace. “… fuck off.” The guitarist had no idea if the other man was actually awake, or if his unconscious mind simply spouted out obscenities at would-be rousers out of habit.
“You’re wrapped around my guitar, you little bastard.” The vocabulary may have been harsh, but Kaoru simply couldn’t put the proper tone behind it.
Slowly, one sleep-hazed eye opened. When it spotted the tattooed hand that still tugged at the guitar, its mate soon followed. “Oh.” Blinking slowly, Kyo yawned once, sitting up gingerly but not quite releasing his hold on the Ganesa. “Didn’ know it was you.”
“It is.” When Kaoru tugged again, the blonde relinquished his captive. “Why were you curled around my guitar?”
Kyo didn’t answer right away, instead choosing to stretch out his short legs in front of him as he rubbed both eyes. After a few patient moments—Kaoru knew better than to rush the vocalist, who would delay even longer just to be ornery—he replied. “Guarding it.”
“Guarding it.” Absently, Kaoru began to stroke the body of his Ganesa, eyes never leaving Kyo’s face. “Not from people wanting to sleep on it, I assume?”
“Wasn’t on it, grouchy.” Rolling his neck, Kyo gave the guitarist a sidelong glance. “Die was this close to messing with the tuning, and I, being the noble soul I am, stopped him.”
“… by sleeping on it.”
“Around, not on.” The blonde shrugged. “And I didn’t mean to fall asleep… I just did.” His grin was lopsided. “It smells like you.”
Kaoru sighed, knowing that he was going to get no further explanation. He didn’t protest as Kyo gingerly took the guitar from his lap, resting it against the back of the couch as he himself took up its former position across the older man’s legs. Head resting against a muscled thigh, the vocalist waited to get Kaoru’s attention before pursing his lips exaggeratedly, childishly.
Nevertheless, the guitarist bent to do as he was bid; nipping gently at Kyo’s pouting lower lip before soothing with his mouth. The kiss was slow, relaxed; however, the feel of the blonde’s tongue exploring beyond his lips never failed to stir something inside his loins; Kaoru was half-hard by the time he pulled away.
“I spoil you.” Kyo smirked.
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”
*According to my sources, the make of the guitar Kaoru most often uses.
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