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andsuddenlydynamite) wrote2010-07-17 06:59 pm
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After a long ass day showing Ryuutaro around the places he knew in Italy, Hayato and his boyfriend retired to the hotel the Author has shipped them together in. It was pretty nice, and at least Hayato didn't have to pay... granted he had already picked enough pockets to keep them held over for a week.
While Hayato had grown up hating his home... being in the familiar climate and speaking his native language again was a rare comfort after spending lord knows how many years they've been stuck at the manor. And to be able to show Ryuutaro the more charming aspects of his homeland. Though it had been a long day, they had been on their feet and were getting ready to crash, but the sights and sounds of Italy had drawn the boy to the window. He had opened it and was leaning out of it, letting the wind blow through his hair. His shirt was discarded due to the temperature, his necklace beat against his chest as the warm night air blew it. He's got a great big smile across his face looking at the lights over the Italian city.
"Damn.... it been a real long time..."
While Hayato had grown up hating his home... being in the familiar climate and speaking his native language again was a rare comfort after spending lord knows how many years they've been stuck at the manor. And to be able to show Ryuutaro the more charming aspects of his homeland. Though it had been a long day, they had been on their feet and were getting ready to crash, but the sights and sounds of Italy had drawn the boy to the window. He had opened it and was leaning out of it, letting the wind blow through his hair. His shirt was discarded due to the temperature, his necklace beat against his chest as the warm night air blew it. He's got a great big smile across his face looking at the lights over the Italian city.
"Damn.... it been a real long time..."
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While at first the feeling was foreign and awkward, quickly it became very much pleasurable.
Ryuutaro gripped Hayato's hand tightly, holding onto it for dear life. So many feelings were floating through his mind and body, he couldn't tell up from down anymore. But that was alright. He didn't need to know these things right now.
Right now Ryuutaro was reduced to a shivering mess of moans and sighs, occasionally just whispering his boyfriend's name without really meaning to.
For the most part he was acting passive, letting Hayato have his way with him.
Had he been able to think coherently he might have made a mental note to start learning Italian sometime. But he wasn't.
The only thing he really knew was that he wanted him closer. Not even the things he had considered 'too close' before were close enough right now.
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And then he feels it. His body beginning to shudder and tense up in preparation for release. He lets out a loud and long moan before managing to gasp out his next sentence.
“R-Ryuutaro....I’m gunna... aw shit.... I’m gunna go!”
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His mind hardly comprehended what Hayato was saying to him, but in the end that didn't really matter as he dug his fingers into Hayato's back, reaching his own climax.
It reminded him a bit of having a vision, just that it felt more comfortable. When having a vision Ryuutaro never could know what was waiting for him, but now everything went white and he knew what was waiting for him was good and safe and all-together wonderful.
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And with a few more thrusts Hayato lets out a final moan before arching his back into his boyfriend as he finally releases. His body quivers and shakes for a moment as he rides out his orgasm, and then he's quiet. Just looming over Ryuutaro breathing heavily, looking into his boyfriend's flushed face, their hands still intertwined. Slowly, and leans down and kisses Ryuutaro gently... reveling in the moment of his lost virginity and the touch of boy he loved.
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His free hand just relaxed letting him keep Hayato in a loose hug.
His breath was calming down slowly and he felt comfortable exhaustion come over him.
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He wipes his hand on the sheets, though he knew it would still get sticky... he didn't care though. They could both just take a shower... tomorrow or something. They were both in a bit of need of one, between the cum and sweat. Hayato opens his eyes again to look over Ryuutaro's body again... ah... he got some on his stomach because of the position they were in. Sleepily he fumbles for the sheets to wipe off Ryuutaro's stomach, and then wraps his arms around the smaller boy and pulls him onto his chest. He wanted to feel it all... Ryuutaro's soft skin, his heart beating against Hayato's chest, the sound of his breath, and the smell of his hair. It was all so wonderful and calming. He was happy.
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Ryuutaro had given up on trying to figure out what exactly made the difference in this touch and touch in general. It wasn't like he'd become any more social in general, but with Hayato it was fine to just accept to have arms around him.
The boy's breath slowed down some more, he was falling asleep slowly.
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It didn't seem long at all before Hayato found himself stirred awake, Ryuutaro still fast asleep on top of him... it was pretty early. Ryuutaro was usually the one to wake up first between the two of them, but the boy was probably more exhausted then Hayato. So the teen decides it was probably best just to let his sleep. Hayato just lays there, unmoving, enjoying the feeling of his boyfriend's weight on his torso, feeling his chest rise and fall against his own, looking at the little nuances in his boyfriend's face as the slept and dreamed. Occasionally Hayato would gently stroke Ryuutaro's hair and face, of tuck a stray lock of hair behind his ear, with a loving smile on his face. He could stay like this for hours... in face... he already may have...
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He just opened one eye and then both (even though slowly), surprised to see Hayato actually be awake already... which made him get a feeling that 'already' wasn't as soon as it was supposed to be right now.
Lifting his head a bit Ryuutaro smiled, still a bit sleepy.
"Good morning..."
A sleepy Ryuutaro was also a rare sight. The boy blamed it to the comfortable position.
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"Buongiorno amore."
The teen made no effort to move, other than brushing a bit of the boy's messy and tussled hair behind his ear. He couldn't explain this overall relaxed calm he felt, but it was nice... and really rare. He was content just laying there, watching Ryuutaro's sleepy little mannerisms as he tried to wake himself up. It was cute. Really, really, really cute.
"Sleep good?"
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Ryuutaro gave a nod at the question he could understand, slowly coming into a state that could really be called 'awake'.
"How long have you already been awake?"
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"Buongiorno means good morning."
Not going to tell him the meaning of 'amore' though... he's a bit too bashful to admit what all the 'ti amos' and 'amores' he's been throwing around actually meant over these years.
"And hour... maybe two... haven't been keepin' track."
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"That long...?", Ryuutaro blinked. That was a big break from their usual wake-up pattern. "Miracles still do happen."
The boy finally left his position on top of Hayato, sitting up, which made him realize how very naked he still was.
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Though it fades when Ryuutaro gets off of him and a sudden wave of cold washes over his chest from the lack of body heat. Ah well, it's not like they could lay around in bed like that all day. Hayato props his (also very naked) self up on his hands and grunts rubbing his inner thighs a bit. He was a little sore from the previous evening... he was a well-toned boy, but his muscles weren't used to being utilized in quite that manner before.
He just silently looks over his boyfriend's body. It was much softer looking then his own. His skin was smooth and well taken care of, lacking any prominent scars... and wasn't quite as muscled as his own. Almost the complete opposite of his rough, thick, scarred battle-worn body. Even the leg that he had received sometime the year prior had been scrapped and scarred from various fights and dangerous plots, the scar where the leg was attached probably the most prominent.
Hayato reaches forward to cup Ryuutaro's cheek, stroking it with his thumb, then lets his hand trail down his neck (smirking a bit at the hickey he left at the base of Ryuutaro's neck), over his shoulder, down his back and then to his rear. Hayato could never get over just how soft Ryuutaro's skin was. He smiles and pulls Ryuutaro's soft, warm, sweet little body closer to his own. He knew Ryuutaro wasn't used to being touched so intimately while naked... actually he probably wasn't used to being naked in front of another person before. And after what they did together the previous night... it was the closest two people could physically get. He couldn't quite put this feeling into words... but it was as if their bond was somehow solidified. How ironic, two people who severely disliked contact with others had somehow come together to make love. It was mindblowing... but in Hayato's mind... everything felt as right as it should.
"We should probably take a shower...."
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too muchup to now, it was unlikely that they'd do so in the future.As he was pulled closer, Ryuutaro leaned in, allowing his head to rest against Hayato's upper body. The fingers traveling over his body made him shiver a bit, but he was enjoying it. Even after Hayato spoke again, he didn't say a word for some further moments.
"You always say things like this when you seem like you don't want to let me go for the next few hours...", he then whispered - even though at the moment he was guilty of the same crime, by hesitating to answer just to make the moment last a bit longer.
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"...I'd stay like this all day if you let me..."
Hayato just gazes up to the ceiling with a small smile on his face, he was just so happy like this. He's completely oblivious to a rogue tear that rolls down his cheek and drops onto Ryuutaro's.
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"Hayato...?", he asked quietly, "What are you thinking?"
'Are you alright' certainly wasn't the right question here, Hayato looked way to glad to be really sad.
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"I don't really know... I'm just...really happy."
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"That's good", he whispered as he moved even a bit closer to the other boy, "I wouldn't want to see you crying for any other reason."
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"N-no one has ever d-done that for me b-before..."
It was true... no one dried his tears as a child, and he honestly felt that no one had loved him since his mother, who he had never really gotten a chance to really know.
"Y-you'll never leave me right?"
Of course Hayato knew the answer... but hearing it... hearing it from Ryuutaro made it mean so much more.
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"I'll stay with you no matter what", he replied to the question, not hesitating a bit, even though making a vow for eternity wasn't easy. Then again, if not Hayato, there was nobody he wanted to stay with. Nobody was even nearly as close to him, it was just a fact.
Ryuutaro leaned in to give his boyfriend a reassuring kiss.
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...and once again the tears started streaming down his face.
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Everything had changed since meeting Hayato for the first time (in space, how much more spectacular could it get?) and then again nothing at all. It wasn't like Ryuutaro's entire attitude concerning trust had changed, it wasn't like he'd see people as more than temporary companions. It was just Hayato who he made an exception for. Love, trust, being together... it was a bit as if Hayato had become an extension of himself over the time, because these were things he usually only gave himself (in endless self-confidence like his it was very well possible to love yourself a bit more than you should). How ironic that he'd found his other half in someone who was his opposite in every matter.
It had made things pretty difficult in the past, but thankfully they were mostly over that - even though there were some differences they would probably never get past and that was fine, too.
Ryuutaro wrapped his arms around the older boy. When they finally broke apart he gave Hayato's tear-stained face a look of teasing disapproval.
"Really now... ", he whispered, moving forward to kiss each of his boyfriend's eyes. He was getting more and more comfortable with initiating touch himself and by now actually was far enough to start playing around with romantic gestures himself.
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"Can we just stay like this? I don't want to go out today."
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Well, it was either going out and meeting thousands of persons who he neither cared for and whose language he didn't understand one bit or staying in bed with his boyfriend. When phrased like this it wasn't all that hard to make up his mind about the question.
Even though Ryuutaro would probably have to at least take a walk sometime in the afternoon.
Sharks need movement and all.
"Mhm, why not...", he purred softly, "Let's see how long you can keep me in bed."
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... and after some more centuries, I return to this thread!
AMG~~~~~ *SQUEALLLLS* X3
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I can't help but giggle everytime I use this icon...
/loves that face forever >w<
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FFFT GUY'S NAME IS CARLO NOT MARCO. I AM GENIUS.
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This took me way too long.
it had feelings in it~
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I cried too much writing this >_>
/just all the snugging Ryuuryuu ;A;
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IGNORE REIJI'S SLEEVE; OKAY?
Dera just stole his shirt. IT'S COOL.
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