CAKE

Chapter 5

"Whoa! Hey, Seiji, maybe we oughta…"

Seiji slowly backed Shu into the bed. "Maybe we oughta what?"

"Uh…" Shu couldn't back up any farther and wound up sitting on the bed. Seiji leaned forward and began advancing on Shu, crawling onto the bed. Each move forward for Seiji was a step closer to lying down for Shu.

"Uh, Seiji…"

"Mmmhmm?"

Seiji was now straddling Shu's legs.

"Uh, maybe we oughta slow down a bit?"

Seiji blinked and finally noticed the slightly panicked look on Shu's face. "Oh god, Shu…I'm…uh…" Seiji suddenly felt very awkward and couldn't decide exactly how would be the best way to get off Shu.

"No, you don't have to…" Seiji was extremely flustered and was still trying to get off Shu. He started to back up. His face was bright red.

"No! Wait…" Shu caught Seiji's arms. Seiji was too embarrassed to look at his face. "We need…"

"Shu, you don't have to…"

"I'm not! I mean, I want you touching me, Seiji. It's just that…Well, we need lube or something. Don't we?"

"We don't have to…"

"No. Hey, Seiji, I wanna do this. I just don't want to hurt you, okay? I'm afraid that once we get into it, I'm not gonna wanna stop for any reason. Ya know?"

Seiji couldn't help the small tingling sensations that went coursing through his fevered body. It was actually going to happen. This wasn't a dream. Shu was lying beneath him on his bed. In his room. His Shu.

The blonde lunged forward and placed another breath-stealing kiss on Shu's mouth. The charcoal-haired man laughed and began to pull Seiji's shirt off, ignoring the buttons. He just pulled it off over Seiji's head. The swordsman moaned as Shu's hands caressed his chest. The touch sent shivers through his body and a light-headed giddiness through his veins.

"Where's the…?" A barrage of kisses fell on Shu's mouth.

"In the nightstand." A low moan. "Bottom drawer."

Shu's hand fumbled with the drawer and pulled it open.

Seiji's eyes popped out of his head. Shit! If Shu finds… The blonde tried to make a flying tackle to stop Shu's hand.

"What the…?"

Then Shu had the object in his hand and was looking it over.

Seiji groaned and hid his face in the comforter.

"Is this what I think it is?" Shu flipped the switch on the base. The dildo started vibrating. Seiji died.

Shu started laughing. "Is this yours?" He offered the plastic pink penis to the blonde.

Seiji reached out to grab it from him. "Yes. Okay? Now give it back." Shu jerked the dildo out of Seiji's reach. The blonde couldn't have been more mortified. He wanted to crawl under a rock and stay there.

"Do you actually use this thing?"

Seiji turned a deeper shade of red.

"Do you?"

"Sometimes." He made another grab for the dildo.

"Huh-uh!" Shu was still a little faster than he was. "You've been practicing?"

Seiji's face was bright red, and he knew Shu could see the blush. "Umm… yeah… uh… stretching…"

"Ha! Leave it to you, Seiji, to even prepare for this!" Shu playfully swatted the swordsman's rear.

"Shu! This isn't helping! Embarrassing me to death isn't going to…"

"What do you say we try it?"

Seiji blinked. "Nan de?!"

Shu leaned over and rummaged through the drawer again. He found a jar of petroleum jelly. "Let's try it."

"Shu…"

"Come on, Seiji. For me? Please?" Seiji couldn't resist those caramel brown puppy dog eyes. He dropped his chin in acquiescence.

"Cool!"