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To be with You
~By
Lovely-chan~
Very early in the morning Kouin was
preparing a basket with food, baking cupcakes for his son and for
his beloved. It’s been so long since he was able to spend a single
second with Yutaka-he wanted to prepare something special for him
and decided to make his favorite dessert. “I hope you still like ‘em.”
He couldn’t stop smiling, after so long his heart felt happy and
couldn’t hide it.
“Um! Smells good! For me?”
“Of course, but leave some for tonight. I
gotta go now.”
“And the basket?”
“I’ll have lunch at the gardens…see you
tonight love.” He kissed his son and left to the office.
“He looks so happy! Ha, ha! I love when
daddy smiles.”
Kouin quickly entered his office and called
on his assistant. “Hokano?”
“Here!” He stood up from his seat and
bowed.
“Don’t be so formal! You don’t learn…did
you get what I asked?”
“Yes.”
“Thanks!” Kouin was so happy everyone
noticed. He was very serious when he was working, and today was all
smiles. He kept looking at the time, anxious to go meet the young
musician. He became so nervous that when the time permitted, he
decided to leave earlier. “That’s it! I’m leaving!” He ran off to
get the tools and the basket. “Bye!” Then he disappeared, taking the
things he wanted for the picture and then to his date.
“I don’t even know why he came…he only
stared at the clock…should I spy on him?” Hokano was very curious to
know, but he decided not to stick his nose on everything. Yet in
reality he was going crazy, just to peek.
In the gardens, a white sheet covered a
special area that was surrounded by the most beautiful roses of the
entire planet. Some of the petals were deliberately sprinkled on top
to give a romantic look. Some pillows completed the lovely scene the
angel was preparing enthusiastically for his beloved. “I hope he
likes it...” Then he started preparing his tools and paintings for
the awaited picture. He’s late…well only one minute…I am so anxious-
that could be bad. Kouin was shaking and getting a little
disappointed. Yutaka wasn’t there yet, and his heart was starting to
break. “He’s not coming…I’m such a fool. Maybe…maybe I’m imagining
things…he’s just a boy…” He wanted to convince himself that he was
mistaken so it wouldn’t hurt him so much the fact that he was stood
up. “…Better go...” A tear rolled down his face sadly. After all the
time he waited with excitement, the need he felt to see him again
hadn’t been able to calm his anxiety.
He started putting the paints back into the
toolbox he’d brought them in, and sadly packed the brushes as well.
An immense pain empowered his heart making him fall to the ground,
crying hopelessly. “Why? So long and I…I still love you...!” He put
his hands on his face crying his heart out, trying to release the
pain he carried inside for so many years. “Yutaka! Yutaka! Ah…ahhh!”
He kept sobbing desperately in pain. “I need you…I need you…please
come.”
“Highness!!” The called young man ran to
his side, worried to see him crying so intensely. “Are you ok? Why
are you crying?” The sound of the sweet voice slowly stopped his
cries and he turned his gaze to the one holding his arm. “Are you
alright? Can I help?”
He was finally was there to console his
crying heart. “Yes.” He jumped on him and hugged him so close and
tightly the boy felt he was loosing the air on his lungs. “Thank
you.”
Yutaka blushed intensely. “I-I can’t breath
highness, you are squeezing to hard!” He drives me crazy!
“I’m sorry.” Kouin let go of him and
smiled. “Thank you for coming.”
“I’m late! I apologize, highness…but I had
to do many things before I could come. My room was a mess!”
“Don’t worry…the important thing is you’re
here.” He stood up and started taking the paints out again. “I was
about to leave.”
“I see…wow! Should I…sit there?” Pointing
at the sheets and pillows.
“Yes.”
“So pretty! Ha! Ha!” Me? A model? He
laughed and sat on the sheet waiting for some kind of instruction.
“What should I do?”
“Humm…” The high angel walked close to him
and kneeled, loosening the hair band holding Yutaka’s hair. “I like
your hair free.”
“I like yours free too.” He smiled and took
his ribbon while giggling.
“Ok. Will you brush my hair?” He leaned his
head closer to his hand to feel his softness and warmth. Yutaka
blushed by feeling him so close and also felt guilty for liking the
smell and warmth of the angel. The man was leaning against him with
the excuse that he was brushing his hair. “Do you mind if I take off
your shirt?” He whispered softly in his ears lifting his head highly
enough to meet the young man’s eyes.
“N…No.” Yutaka’s cheeks were even redder
than before and his hands were slightly sweating while his heart
beat faster. Why do I feel so weird? He’s a guy! Not only a guy…he
is the High Angel! He knew he was getting excited and also knew it
was completely wrong-since that it was what they were taught since
they were children. Why does he do this? Doesn’t he notice how I’m
all excited? Is he trying to seduce me? Come on, he is the High
Angel! He knows we can’t! But I want…yes I want... He shook his head
trying to take that though off his mind.
Kouin sat behind him and slowly wrapped his
arms around his waist to untie the green belt holding his clothes
together and Yutaka let himself fell back against his chest
breathing faster every second with excitement. “Humm.” Kouin opened
his shirt and slid his hands up the slim chest of the model
undressing his upper body carefully at the end. His lips caressed
the young musician’s cheek while he slid down the fabric on his
shoulders, and after he let go, starts to brush the long white hair
of the musician with his fingers. “So soft…you have incredible
hair.”
“Thanks.” Yutaka lower his head to let
Kouin glide his fingers freely through his hair and after he
finished brushing it, he softly slid his hands on the white
shoulders while smelling his hair again and holding the slender body
of Yutaka tightly near his chest. Just to feel his warmth once
more. “Tickles.” Yutaka giggled and felt happy for being held so
tight, desiring to stay that close for a long time, yet he knew it
would end soon-but still wished it would last.
“Your skin is so perfect…” Yutaka shook his
head denying Kouin’s words shyly. “It is; you are so beautiful
Yutaka, so beautiful.” He squeezed him a little tighter before
carrying him to the spot he wanted to lay Yutaka down, the boy was
trembling with excitement and nervousness, and he could hardly
breathe any more. His head was laid on a pillow while his arms were
resting freely to the side. Kouin stretched one of his legs and bent
the other one to the side to complete the pose he desired for him to
have. “You look perfect.” He saw the fear in the boy’s eyes but
ignored it-there was nothing to be scared of. Once again he got near
him, spreading the young man’s white hair to the sides, then by
grabbing his hands, he placed them behind the young man’s head.
“That’s better…you look amazingly sexy and beautiful.” His eyes were
gazing closely to the emeralds of the boy while he still held his
hands strongly against his own, the boy’s body shook heavily.
“Huh? Sexy! Ha! Ha!” He tried to laugh so
his heart would calm down a bit from the extreme excitement, but it
didn’t help much.
“Hummm…something’s missing? I know! Don’t
be afraid.” The painter carefully tugged down his model’s pants,
moving the elastic waistband a little further away his navel. The
boy blushed trembling nervously by his exposure, but let him pull
down his pants as far as he wanted them- even when he though he was
almost naked. “Perfect! Now relax…you can sleep if you want, but…try
not to move.”
“Ok.” He is actually going to paint me?
Yutaka! What were you thinking? You pervert! Why can’t I stop
thinking about it…I am sick! But his highness is so pretty!!
Long minutes passed before Kouin decided to
stop painting and eat some lunch. The young man had been sleeping
for a while, so he’d decided to prepare everything before waking
him. He took a rose and softly caressed the boy’s chest with it.
Slowly he traced his nipples with the petals but the boy was still
asleep. “Humm. So nice.” Kouin get nearer to reach his beautiful
face and tease it lovingly. The soft petals brushed the delicate
lips of the musician making him; finally his big green eyes opened
slowly.
“Highness!” His cheeks warmed up
immediately with the close up he’d received of the angel’s face but
Kouin only smiled and gave the flower to him while he helped him sit
up. “This is for me?” He nodded. “Thanks.” And then laid his
forehead on his to rub their noses together, making him blush some
more. The musician nervously looked up, trying to avoid Kouin’s
lips. “What’s that?”
“What does it look like? We’re eating…I’m
starving.”
“Me too.” His eyes glittered while he
stared sweetly to the blue eyes that enchanted him. What am I
thinking again…I want him for desert? If my master could hear that!!
I would be punished!
“I hope you like it. I prepared it
especially for you. I made some noodle soup, there are some fruits,
sandwiches and I prepared some dessert…it’s your favorite.”
“My favorite? I’ve never eaten one of those
before…what are those cakes?”
“Chocolate…it’s very hard to get here.”
“Never heard of it.” He took one curious
for the taste, biting it slowly and savoring it timidly. After he
did, his face lit up immediately. “Delicious!”
“I told you it was your favorite.” He
smiled at him while removing a lock of hair hiding the emeralds he
loved so much. He needed to look constantly just to ease the need of
loosing his gaze in them.
“It is from now on…thanks!” He ate all
Kouin prepared and felt happy to be with him, sharing a little
moment like they were old friends. “You are a great cook, I’m
horrible.” He made a funny face while giggling, and Kouin laughed
with him happily. “You are so kind and sweet with me…no one is this
nice to me.” Yutaka really didn’t have any friends. There were very
little orphans in the Village and all of them had been adopted
except him; he was practically alone with his master and the other
adults that lived there.
“Why do you say that? What about your
family?”
“I’m an orphan…I moved here so I could play
with the orchestra…I am too old to live in the Village. So I came
here…but people are too serious.”
“I didn’t know you were an orphan…did you
meet your parents?”
“Yes…my mother and father died in an
accident.”
“What kind of accident? It’s not very
common to have accidents around.”
“I don’t know. I was so young…”
“But…didn’t you get adopted?”
“No…because I was…I was too dumb and had
negative marks on my files. I am a failure as an angel…I don’t know
how to do anything!” He turned sad.
“Don’t say that, you are not a failure, you
just need a better master. Come a little closer, sit here.” He
showed him where he wanted him and his eyes widened. “Don’t be shy…I
won’t bite.” Slowly the younger angel crawled until their eyes meet
and then proceeded to sit on his lap, facing the tall young man
without losing his gaze even once. “Very good, you are a great
student as far as I can see. Very obedient, I like that.” The
musician giggled while the High Angel pushed his hair to the back
with one hand and caressed his shoulder with the other. “Soft…” His
lips brushed the delicate white skin on the musician’s neck tracing
the way down to his shoulders and placing small damp kisses down the
way. I shouldn’t do this, why can’t I control myself? I want him.
“Do you like wine?”
“Never tried it. I wasn’t allowed to drink
in the Village.”
“You’ll like this one, it’s very soft and
sweet...like you.” He poured some into a glass and dips it on his
lips carefully. “You like?”
“Yes…now you drink.” He moved the glass to
Kouin’s lips helping him to drink. “Give me more.” They played with
the glass sharing it till the glass was empty. “Let’s finish the
bottle.”
“No…you’ll get drunk and I want to
concentrate on my painting.” He moved Yutaka’s legs so they’ll wrap
around him provoking a wide smile on his lips since he wasn’t
complaining at anything. “I love you this close.” While he said
those words he pressed his body against his chest. “Very close.” He
grinned while rubbing his hands on his back and arms hungry for the
young man’s skin.
“Oh!” Yutaka was blushing and trembling,
wanting to be devoured by the beautiful man squeezing his body so
tight that it was making him feel dizzy- and not because of the
wine. “Highness…” He started hugging him and caressing softly his
back and hair. He’s so beautiful. Slowly he slid down Kouin’s white
tunic and let it fall down enjoying the warmness of his body. “You
feel so good.”
“Humm.” He traced the young face smiling
happily; his heart was beat strongly, but he figured he shouldn’t
get so involved. “Are you tired?”
“No.” Yutaka was rubbing his body against
Kouin’s, hungry and excited, wanting to do so much more with the man
holding him, the way no one ever held him before.
“Mind if we keep going where we left of?”
It’s better that way, or else…I’ll lose my self-control.
No, no, no!! I want more! “Not at all” He
was disappointed. “I’ll love you to do something else with me.” He
was whispering almost telling to himself, but Kouin heard.
“What was that?”
“No! Nothing.” He heard me! My big mouth
and me! His eyes went wide and looked very alarmed.
Kouin smiled, he heard exactly what he
said, but tried to ignore, trying desperately to control his
feelings. “Get back to your place and look at me while I paint. I
want to capture your eyes.”
Yutaka’s eyes were nailed on his while he
painted; the soft muscles and the beautiful white skin were nicely
captured on the painting. The flushing cheeks and the big green eyes
gazing at him looked almost real and seemed like they were coming
out of the picture. “You are going to love it…it looks so real.”
“Can I see?”
“Not yet.” The rose petals color matched
the full lips of the model perfectly, the same softness and
delicacy, and same freshness and moisture. “Pretty lips you have…” I
bet they taste so good. His head flew again to a long night of love
he had many years ago, so long ago and still he could swear he can
feel his lips and smell his skin like it was only yesterday. I
recall how good those lips tasted, I wonder if these tender lips I’m
painting taste the same? Kouin’s heart accelerated, its rhythm with
every though and it seemed like his eyes were projecting the passion
he was feeling for the model, since an unexpected arousal suddenly
appeared, exciting the painter in a way he hadn’t felt for so long.
I want to touch him so bad…I can’t…I can’t, even if I want to. He
shook his head trying not to think of it, but couldn’t stop feeling
the need to possess him. I should respect him…he doesn’t remember
anything; it will be the best.
“Highness?” The boy was blushing more than
ever, knowing it was so obvious the way he felt.
“Yes.”
“I can’t take it anymore…I should leave.”
“It’s ok, you must be tired. We could
finish some other time.”
Yutaka sat up and dressed quickly, ashamed
of the reaction of his body. Maybe he didn’t notice? Who am I
kidding? He’s not blind! But my mind went too far, but it’s his
fault for getting me so hot! I want him. I want him so much! That
yummy angel, how much I want to devour him…I must go or else… “See
ya!”
“Take care, Yutaka…I’ll see you soon…” I’m
going crazy…one more minute and I’ll be all over him. I miss him…I
want him, yes. Yes I do, don’t lie to yourself, you want it so bad.
ARGH! Why can’t I have him? It’s so unfair! If we must love…why
can’t I love the one my heart chooses?
“When?” He wanted to know where he could
see him again and finish the painting-in reality not the painting,
but only to see him again.
“Whenever you can.”
“How long would it take?” I hope a lot!
“Couple of days probably…not sure.”
“We can meet here every day, same time.
Ok?” He was hoping he’d agree.
“I would like that.”
“Me too! Till tomorrow!” The young angel
started running away, happily knowing he would meet him the next day
again.
“YUTAKA!” The boy turned around quickly,
eyes meeting. At that point both knew it, they wanted to possess
each other more than either could even imagine. “Till tomorrow.
Please don’t forget.”
“I wont!” He ran off to his transport,
knowing something was happening there. “Tomorrow! Ha! Ha!” Minutes
later he reached his room and jumped to his bed still smiling.
“Kouin…I can’t wait to see you…” He sighed and started singing a
melody that came from his heart all of a sudden, making his eyes
tear immediately. “What is it? Kouin…every since I see you-I’ve felt
a happiness and a pain in my heart both caused by you…but why? Could
it be true? Could I be that Yutaka you told me about?” With many
doubts in his head, he tried to remember something but could only
torture himself, not finding an answer.
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