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kiramaru7Resist
By kira
For Sakura-chan who wanted to see some Hiten/Byakuya loving as best they can…
“Well?” Byakuya said. He stood at the foot of the bed Hiten was laying on and with an impish smile, he deftly untied the towel that was wrapped around his waist, letting it drop to the floor.
Hiten closed his eyes, chuckling.
“I’m that bad looking that you have to laugh and close your eyes?” The twenty year old bent over to retrieve his towel.
“No, you actually look good enough to eat.” At the eager look on the younger man’s face he added, “But I can’t and you know damned well why I can’t too.”
“You’re not going to make me sick if you touch me, Hi-chan,” Byakuya said softly as he wrapped the towel around his waist.
“You don’t know that.”
“I know you’re not a leper, so stop acting like one.”
Hiten sighed.
“So you’ve got a virus? Big deal!”
“It is a big deal! It’s a deadly virus! And I wish you’d grow up for five minutes and take this seriously!”
“I’m not stupid, Hi-chan. I heard you slept with a friend and he’s okay, so why not me?”
“Because, I like you too much to risk it. Besides, I might not have been sick at the time. Or I might have been and didn’t know it and maybe I wasn’t contagious yet… there’s so much they don’t know about how you get anyways, and besides, it’s a gay man’s disease so it’s likely we’ll never find out.”
“They said on the news, you get it from blood transfusions, breast milk,” Byakuya started to say.
“And unprotected sex,” Hiten finished for him. “You’re young, you’re pretty and I don’t want to make you sick… that would kill me faster than this stupid disease!”
“You can’t resist me forever, Hi-chan…”
“Watch me.”
It was Byakuya’s turn to sigh.
“What?”
“Can I please lie with you…?”
Hiten nodded, and holding up the blankets, he waited for his would-be lover to crawl into bed with him. Byakuya, leaving the damp towel on the floor, did just that. He snuggled up against the older man, and even though Hiten was dressed in a pair of pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, being so close to him had Byakuya growing hard with desire.
“Is sex with me all you think about?”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Hi-chan,” the twenty year old smirked. He laid his hand on the older man’s crotch, gently kneading the growing bulge. “It seems you think about it just as much.”
Hiten snorted in amusement.
“I bet we could both take care of each other’s problem.” Byakuya tugged Hiten’s waistband.
“We can’t.”
“Can’t or won’t?”
“Won’t. But I wouldn’t mind watching you,” Hiten said huskily.
“That’s as good as I get?”
“’fraid so.”
Byakuya pouted as he rolled onto his back.
“Anyone ever tell you how cute you look when you pout?” Hiten murmured into the younger man’s cheek.
“Anyone ever tell you how much I hate it when you tease me like that?” Byakuya cheekily replied.
“I’m sorry, my pet, I wish I could…”
“And if wishes were horses I’d have a whole stable full by now!” the twenty year old petulantly whined.
“I’m sorry…”
“Show me you are by helping me… I won’t die if you touch me. You’ve touched me before and nothing bad happened, Hi-chan.”
“Not like that.”
“So? Skin is skin…”
Hiten heaved a long suffering sigh. “Fine…” I hope I don’t live to regret this… He threw back the blankets, giving him a clear view of the younger man as he rolled onto his side. Wrapping his hand around Byakuya’s, they stroked his cock. It was the closest they probably would ever get to having sex, and it saddened Hiten to think about it. Instead, he simply concentrated on the moment.
Byakuya, too, had mixed emotions. He was finally getting what he wanted from the older man, even if it was not exactly how he had envisioned things. Still, it was something and he had to admit he felt a bit smug about breaking through the other man’s resistance. Closing his eyes, he focused on the pleasurable sensations in his cock and the gentle movements of their hands. Up and down and up and down, Byakuya imagined it was his beloved Hi-chan’s hand alone that was stroking him, and inching him closer and closer to his release.
Hiten nuzzled his young would-be lover’s cheek with his nose, his breath blowing hot and cold, and sending little shivers down Byakuya’s spine. When the twenty year old moaned softly, he kissed him lightly and tenderly. He would have sold his soul in a heartbeat to be able to kiss the younger man deeply on the mouth, but he was so afraid of making him sick, that it hurt. He was also painfully aroused as well and he longed to have his would-be love stroke him as well until the both came together. It was hard, but he held back, giving more than he got.
Byakuya felt his muscles tensing as every sensation settled in his groin. He somehow managed to capture the older man’s lips with his own as he climaxed. It was a brief kiss as Hiten pulled back when they both let go. “You taste sweet like sugar,” he heard the older man say softly, and opening his eyes, he saw him lick his fingers clean. It hurt knowing he would never be able to taste Hiten or even enjoy making him come like this, but if this was all they could have, Byakuya was willing to treasure the moments. “Where you going?” he said softly, when the rock star got up and out of bed.
“I have some business I need to take care of.” Hiten tossed the box of tissues at him. “Then we can go to sleep.”
Byakuya sadly watched him head towards the bathroom…
By kira
For Sakura-chan who wanted to see some Hiten/Byakuya loving as best they can…
“Well?” Byakuya said. He stood at the foot of the bed Hiten was laying on and with an impish smile, he deftly untied the towel that was wrapped around his waist, letting it drop to the floor.
Hiten closed his eyes, chuckling.
“I’m that bad looking that you have to laugh and close your eyes?” The twenty year old bent over to retrieve his towel.
“No, you actually look good enough to eat.” At the eager look on the younger man’s face he added, “But I can’t and you know damned well why I can’t too.”
“You’re not going to make me sick if you touch me, Hi-chan,” Byakuya said softly as he wrapped the towel around his waist.
“You don’t know that.”
“I know you’re not a leper, so stop acting like one.”
Hiten sighed.
“So you’ve got a virus? Big deal!”
“It is a big deal! It’s a deadly virus! And I wish you’d grow up for five minutes and take this seriously!”
“I’m not stupid, Hi-chan. I heard you slept with a friend and he’s okay, so why not me?”
“Because, I like you too much to risk it. Besides, I might not have been sick at the time. Or I might have been and didn’t know it and maybe I wasn’t contagious yet… there’s so much they don’t know about how you get anyways, and besides, it’s a gay man’s disease so it’s likely we’ll never find out.”
“They said on the news, you get it from blood transfusions, breast milk,” Byakuya started to say.
“And unprotected sex,” Hiten finished for him. “You’re young, you’re pretty and I don’t want to make you sick… that would kill me faster than this stupid disease!”
“You can’t resist me forever, Hi-chan…”
“Watch me.”
It was Byakuya’s turn to sigh.
“What?”
“Can I please lie with you…?”
Hiten nodded, and holding up the blankets, he waited for his would-be lover to crawl into bed with him. Byakuya, leaving the damp towel on the floor, did just that. He snuggled up against the older man, and even though Hiten was dressed in a pair of pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, being so close to him had Byakuya growing hard with desire.
“Is sex with me all you think about?”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Hi-chan,” the twenty year old smirked. He laid his hand on the older man’s crotch, gently kneading the growing bulge. “It seems you think about it just as much.”
Hiten snorted in amusement.
“I bet we could both take care of each other’s problem.” Byakuya tugged Hiten’s waistband.
“We can’t.”
“Can’t or won’t?”
“Won’t. But I wouldn’t mind watching you,” Hiten said huskily.
“That’s as good as I get?”
“’fraid so.”
Byakuya pouted as he rolled onto his back.
“Anyone ever tell you how cute you look when you pout?” Hiten murmured into the younger man’s cheek.
“Anyone ever tell you how much I hate it when you tease me like that?” Byakuya cheekily replied.
“I’m sorry, my pet, I wish I could…”
“And if wishes were horses I’d have a whole stable full by now!” the twenty year old petulantly whined.
“I’m sorry…”
“Show me you are by helping me… I won’t die if you touch me. You’ve touched me before and nothing bad happened, Hi-chan.”
“Not like that.”
“So? Skin is skin…”
Hiten heaved a long suffering sigh. “Fine…” I hope I don’t live to regret this… He threw back the blankets, giving him a clear view of the younger man as he rolled onto his side. Wrapping his hand around Byakuya’s, they stroked his cock. It was the closest they probably would ever get to having sex, and it saddened Hiten to think about it. Instead, he simply concentrated on the moment.
Byakuya, too, had mixed emotions. He was finally getting what he wanted from the older man, even if it was not exactly how he had envisioned things. Still, it was something and he had to admit he felt a bit smug about breaking through the other man’s resistance. Closing his eyes, he focused on the pleasurable sensations in his cock and the gentle movements of their hands. Up and down and up and down, Byakuya imagined it was his beloved Hi-chan’s hand alone that was stroking him, and inching him closer and closer to his release.
Hiten nuzzled his young would-be lover’s cheek with his nose, his breath blowing hot and cold, and sending little shivers down Byakuya’s spine. When the twenty year old moaned softly, he kissed him lightly and tenderly. He would have sold his soul in a heartbeat to be able to kiss the younger man deeply on the mouth, but he was so afraid of making him sick, that it hurt. He was also painfully aroused as well and he longed to have his would-be love stroke him as well until the both came together. It was hard, but he held back, giving more than he got.
Byakuya felt his muscles tensing as every sensation settled in his groin. He somehow managed to capture the older man’s lips with his own as he climaxed. It was a brief kiss as Hiten pulled back when they both let go. “You taste sweet like sugar,” he heard the older man say softly, and opening his eyes, he saw him lick his fingers clean. It hurt knowing he would never be able to taste Hiten or even enjoy making him come like this, but if this was all they could have, Byakuya was willing to treasure the moments. “Where you going?” he said softly, when the rock star got up and out of bed.
“I have some business I need to take care of.” Hiten tossed the box of tissues at him. “Then we can go to sleep.”
Byakuya sadly watched him head towards the bathroom…
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