Part II
To Tatsumi the world moved in slow motion. All sounds dulled and
all sensory stimulation went unnoticed so nothing was left except the feeling
of Watari’s lips against his own and the feeling of Watari’s hands weaving themselves
into his hair combined with the sound of soft moans.
As Watari pulled away Tatsumi slowly opened his eyes. He looked
directly into Watari’s amber eyes that were filled with so many emotions. He
tried to define what those emotions were and recognized several of them.
Happiness, love and desire, but also uncertainty and insecurity. Tatsumi smiled
and pulled Watari closer to kiss him again in order to make him know that he
hadn’t done anything wrong. It felt as if Watari melted in his arms. Tatsumi
wrapped his arms around the blond doctor and pulled him even closer so he was
now being straddled by him.
When they broke apart Watari let out a little happy sigh and
looked almost shyly at Tatsumi. Tatsumi let out a small happy laugh and
tenderly caressed Watari’s cheek.
“Why...how did you know?” Tatsumi couldn’t resist asking.
“I’ve caught you staring at me.” Watari
replied, leaning forward and whispering in Tatsumi’s ear. “No matter when I
looked at you, you would be looking right at me. I waited a little while for
you to make the first move, but nothing happened. The way you looked at me
before...it made me find the necessary courage.”
Tatsumi’s eyes widened in surprise. “How
did I look at you? Was I really that obvious?”
Watari smiled widely before saying, "Your eyes looked like they were popping out of your head!" He then broke into a fit of laughter, which Tatsumi couldn't help but join in, laughing loudly along with him.
After the laughter subsided they both
smiled and looked into each others eyes. The mood changed noticeably and
Tatsumi suddenly became very nervous. Watari began to fidget and looked like he
would get up so Tatsumi held him closer and swallowing nervously he brought his
lips to Watari’s. The kiss turned from silently desperate to almost violently
passionate in mere seconds.
Watari grabbed a firm hold of the collar
of Tatsumi’s jacket and roughly tried to pull him even closer. Tatsumi let his
hands slide first to Watari’s shoulders, then down his back and he finally gathered
enough courage to gently let them slide under the labcoat and across his rear.
Watari responded with a loud moan that went straight to Tatsumi’s groin.
Overcoming this one obstacle made everything much easier. Since Watari had
responded so positively to something this intimate, Tatsumi had no qualms about
taking things even further.
Tatsumi pulled his lips away from Watari’s
mouth and instead he began to place small kisses along his jaw line and down to
his throat. Here and there he delivered small bites and then lovingly licked
them in apology. For each bite Watari’s moans would increase in volume,
something that made Tatsumi more and more crazy with need.
Watari began to loosen Tatsumi’s tie and Tatsumi responded by trying to remove the ever-present white labcoat all the while never breaking the passionate kiss they were currently engaged in. After the removal of these clothing articles they boldly began the removal of some other unwanted items. It had gradually become darker out as they had kissed and talked and now it was so dark and the chance that someone would pass by was almost slim to none in this part of Meifu, so they felt that they could safely proceed.
A green turtleneck and a brown jacket
quickly fell to the ground and were soon followed by another black turtleneck
and a brown shirt. Impatient hands wandered over exposed chests and down to
work on buttons and zippers. To speed things up Watari broke the kiss and stood
up so he could remove his pants, but his hands were batted away.
Sending a wickedly sexy look Watari’s way,
Tatsumi started on the removal of the doctors black pants, doing so slowly
enough to tease, but still only as slowly as he himself could stand. He could
see Watari begin to fidget, trying desperately to be patient and to make a form
of amends he leaned forward and began making wet patterns on Watari’s stomach
with his tongue.
Sticking his tongue into Watari’s navel
rewarded him with another moan, this one deep and sultry. Suddenly Tatsumi
couldn’t wait to get Watari’s pants of and almost ripped them from his body in
his hurry. Watari made some rather funny almost dance-like movements trying to
hold on to Tatsumi so he could continue receiving the wonderful treatment,
while also removing his shoes as well. Reluctantly he had to let go and quickly
bent down so he could remove the offending items. Just as he stood up again the
moon peeped out from its hiding place behind a cloud and it let its rays caress
his body in intricate patterns.
Tatsumi couldn’t conceal a gasp of
surprise as he was finally able to see exactly how beautiful Watari was in all
his naked glory.
He let his eyes roam everywhere as he tried to drink in every detail. Watari was slender and graceful, yet had a rather muscular chest and shoulders. He realized that he was staring and lifted his head to look at Watari’s face, hoping that he wouldn’t see disapproval or anger in the beautiful man’s eyes. What he *did* see was shyness and a small blush, since Watari was a bit embarrassed by all the attention he had suddenly received.
The mood had changed again and Tatsumi was
not pleased. He wanted the passion they had shared just moments before to
reappear and now was not soon enough. That’s when an idea struck him.
Concentrating and muttering a few words
made the shadows brought on by the moonlight begin to move. First they made
some random patterns almost like trees swaying in the wind, but then they
slowly moved closer. At first Watari looked a little concerned, but one look at
Tatsumi told him that everything was okay.
The shadows slid towards Watari and made a
circle formation around him. Then long tentacles of darkness began to caress
their way over his body as the shadows moved even closer until he was almost
covered by them.
Watari could feel them. They were like the
caress of a light breeze at first, but they slowly gained more substance until
they felt as solid as hands. They softly lifted him from the ground and began a
slow dance all the while continuing to caress him. He closed his eyes for a
moment enjoying the sensations flooding through his body, but seconds later he
opened them widely in surprise as he felt a warm body against him.
Tatsumi snaked his arms around Watari’s
waist and placed small kisses on his chest and throat. He then made the shadows
slowly lift Watari higher so he could trail his lips and tongue lower. Watari
let himself be lifted and his head fell backwards as he closed his eyes in
pleasure. However his eyes snapped open and a loud gasp escaped him when with
no previous warning he felt something warm and wet surround his cock.
Tatsumi enjoyed Watari’s wonderful texture
and taste, but he wanted more. For a few seconds he removed his mouth from
Watari’s cock and quickly wet two fingers. He opened his mouth and took Watari
in once again and then let his fingers slide slowly towards Watari’s entrance,
so as to not frighten him and also so Watari could have time to object. However
no objections were made and he began to gently circle the opening.
“Tatsumi...tube...pocket...please...”
Watari said, desperation tingeing his voice.
Tatsumi looked around frantically to see
what he meant and his eyes fell on the white labcoat. He concentrated slightly
and a tentacle began to form in the shadows. It shot out, getting a grip on and
tossing the coat towards Tatsumi who caught it. Tatsumi quickly searched the
pockets and after sifting through a bunch of odd items - some that he
recognized and a lot that he didn’t - he found a small tube of hand lotion. He
spent two seconds wondering what use Watari would have for that, but decided
that it wasn’t important at the moment and that he could ask later.
He looked up at Watari for permission to
continue and found it.
Concentrating, Tatsumi made the shadows
lift Watari and they gently moved him to a horizontal position so Tatsumi could
get easier access. Tatsumi himself was lowered down so he was now standing on
the ground.
Tatsumi covered his fingers with a
generous amount of the lotion and started preparing Watari for what would
follow next. With the moans and
pleading noises Watari made he found it difficult concentrating on his task,
but after a short while he was certain that Watari was prepared enough that he
wouldn’t hurt him. He quickly covered himself with some of the lotion, then
looked up and felt himself freeze for a second.
The way Watari was lying there, being held
by the shadows that were roaming over his body, he looked absolutely stunning. Red
tinted cheeks, open mouth and eyes burning with desire Watari looked almost
wanton and it took Tatsumi’s breath away.
“Tatsumi...please!” Watari begged, not
able to wait any longer.
Tatsumi readily positioned himself, not
capable of resisting Watari’s plead nor wanting too.
As Tatsumi entered Watari he could hear
his own heart beating wildly and he couldn’t stop his hands from shaking. This
was what he’d dreamed of. This was the real thing, not some fantasy. His
fantasies didn’t even come close to what it was actually like.
He started out slow, making long, deep
strokes, but with Watari’s screams and pleads for more ringing in his ears he
couldn’t keep the slow pace. He grabbed a firm hold of Watari’s hips and began
to pound into him roughly.
Watari arched his back and spread his arms
to the side, the shadows supporting him. He was switching between moaning and
screaming Tatsumi’s name, totally lost in the sensations of Tatsumi taking him
and the shadows caressing and stroking him.
Tatsumi could feel that he was close and
tried to hold back, not wanting to take his own pleasure before Watari. He made
the shadows reach out and take a firm hold of Watari’s cock. They began a
stroking movement that matched the rhythm of his own frantic thrusts.
After a few moments Watari let out a loud
cry as he came, white fluid splattering all over his chest and stomach.
Tatsumi finally relinquished his control
and came almost violently, digging his fingers into Watari’s hips hard enough
to bruise.
They stayed like they were for a few
moments to catch their breath, then Tatsumi placed his arms around Watari’s
waist, gently raising his lover into his arms. Watari’s legs snaked around
Tatsumi’s hips and held on tight so he could hold himself close to the dark-haired
man.
They shared a gentle kiss before they
looked into each others eyes.
“Neat trick.” Watari said smiling as the
shadows slowly dissolved around them.
Author: Did I write this? ::BLUSH:: Well,
I always figured that my first fic would be a lemon, I just didn’t figure that
I’d blush this much while writing it. R&R onegai. ^_^