part four: Fufillment
“Ah, Leon, I had almost given up on you. I did not thank you properly for your gift the last time..”
“So you brought me some tea. Come on in.” Translate that as, after being unusually friendly I took off and didn’t call for two days, so you came by to see what was up, right, Count? I wish I could tell you that, but I’m not exactly sure, either.
D, of course, notices the unusual cleanliness of the apartment, and the absence of several posters. He smiles as he lays out the tea and goodies. Leon takes a seat on the couch and waits. “Do you always work so late?” D
asks, “You seem rather tired.”
“It’s been a longer day than usual,” Leon admits. D hands him a cup of tea and sits down next to him. For a few minutes they engage in small talk. However, Leon knows D is going to want some indication of his intentions.
After finishing his tea he leans back on the couch, and rests his arm behind D.
Great. What am I going say? The only thing I know for certain is that I have the hots for him. I don’t know if I love him, or even if I should get involved with him, considering I have to investigate him about every few months.
D suddenly breaks into his thoughts. “Perhaps I came at a bad time..?”
Leon immediately snaps out of his reverie. “Huh? No, not at all. I’m glad you came by.”
D takes this as encouragement and leans back against his friend’s/lover’s arm. Leon responds by fondling his silky black hair. Man, I really can’t say no to this guy. He kisses D gently on the forehead, breathing in the scent
of his hair. They sit in silence for a few moments, then D wraps his arms around Leon’s neck and moves himself so that he is straddling the other’s lap. Leon grasps him by the sides of his waist and pulls him close.
Am I up for making out tonight? He wonders. His nether regions answer yes, and when D kisses him eagerly he responds in kind. D slowly works his lips down to Leon’s neck. The detective moans appreciatively, and leans his head back. He places a hand on the back of D‘s head and works his fingers through the soft strands of hair. After about a minute, he realizes what D is doing.
“Whoa! Hey, no hickeys!”
D chuckles and withdraws, bringing his lips back to Leon’s. As they kiss, D runs his hands down Leon’s chest. Then he moves his hands under the t-shirt, and works his way back up. Leon raises his arms so that D can remove his shirt. Once that obstacle is removed, D caresses Leon’s chest with his mouth and hands. Leon reaches between them and fumbles with the buttons on the cheongsam. Considering the ease with which he removed it when he was drunk, this surprises D. And seeing the detective’s exasperation, D takes mercy on
him and undoes the rest himself. Leon helps him remove it, then carelessly tosses it over the other side of the couch. The kami looks annoyed, but says nothing, moving down to his lover’s stomach.
At this point, Leon realizes just how far D intends to go. He swallows nervously. Come on, Leon, it’s not like you’ve never had a blowjob before, he admonishes himself. D unzips Leon’s pants and starts to tease him with his tongue, not taking more than the tip into his mouth. Leon squirms on the couch under the treatment.
He emits a growl out of a mixture of desire and frustration. Finally D takes it all the way in. “Oh, shit! Yes!!” Leon exclaims. He buries his fingers in D’s hair and presses himself back into the couch. D alternates between
sucking and teasing the length with his tongue. Leon bucks and moans in pleasure. He can’t help but cry out when he climaxes. Afterwards, D climbs back into his friend’s lap, looking like the cat that swallowed the
canary.
“Mmm...sweet.” He purrs.
“Why am I not surprised?” Leon mutters. Then he tries to stand up with D in his arms. He finds the task more difficult than he realized. “Sheez, D, you don’t look that heavy, did you have lead for lunch or something?” D
just laughs as Leon carries him off to the bedroom.
Leon carefully places his burden on the bed, which squeaks in protest at the weight. He sits on the edge and starts to take off his sneakers. D carefully removes his Chinese slippers and neatly places them on the floor. Leon reaches over and pulls D’s undershirt off and pushes him back down on the bed. Kneeling between his friend’s legs, he grasps the waistband of the leggings, and slides them up and off the pale, slender limbs. This
time, D takes the clothing from Leon and neatly folds it before placing it on the floor. While he’s doing that, Leon gets rid of the rest of his clothing, carelessly tossing it wherever.
D lies back on the narrow bed. Leon leans over him, taking in the pale lithe figure resting languidly under him. Then he looks closely at D’s face, and sees what he couldn’t in the dim light of the pet shop, and frowns. “Is
something wrong, Detective?”, D asks, using the title in a teasing manner.
“You’re not wearing makeup,” he replies. “I can’t believe that’s your natural coloring.”
D chuckles and pulls him down into another full, open-mouthed kiss. Leon fumbles for the lamp and manages to turn it off without knocking it off the bed stand. What am I getting myself into? he wonders and makes a mental
note to ask D later what exactly a kami is. Then he turns his concentration to the tongue working its way sensuously along his own. He lets himself down, putting more weight down on D. He can now feel the other’s erection pressing hard against his stomach. Oh, that feels weird, he thinks. He runs his hands up D’s sides, his arms, which D had wrapped around his back, feeling the muscles that were as hard as his own, though the skin was hairless, and impossibly smooth.
D is happier than he’s ever been in a long time. He has been waiting for this since he first laid eyes on the brash young detective almost two years before. As Leon repositions himself so that their erections are brushing against each other, he wraps his legs around the larger man’s hips. He almost laughs again as he realizes that Leon is trying to make love to him as if he were a woman. We are both well aroused, he thinks, I think it is time to take things to the next level.
He suddenly grabs Leon by the shoulders and easily pushes him up and backwards, the detective’s head narrowly missing the railing at the foot of the bed as he lands on his back.
“Holy crap!” he breathes. He hadn’t known how strong D could really be. He can barely see the outline of D’s crafty smile as the kami kneels between his legs and leans over him.
After giving the detective a quick kiss, he caresses Leon’s inner thighs, then reaches a hand down between the butt cheeks. Carefully he slips a finger inside. Leon moans as D stimulates his prostate. D then withdraws and
tells Leon to roll over. He complies, although his nervousness is obvious. D smoothly enters him, pumping slowly at first, then moving faster.
“Nnnngh!!“ Leon grips the bed rail tightly, overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure. For a moment he wonders why it didn’t hurt, considering that as far as he could tell D wasn’t using any lubricant. He dismisses the thought quickly, feeling dizzy with the ecstasy. He can hear D’s breath quickening above him, and the grip on his hips tightens. For several minutes their bodies move together, the only sounds their ragged breaths and
impassioned moans. Leon’s pleasure reaches its peak first, forcing a strangled shout from his throat. He feels D reach around him to gather some of the cum, and he can hear his friend suckling the juice off of his fingers. D then replaces the hand on Leon’s hip and resumes the rhythm.
It takes a while for him to finish, but Leon doesn’t mind-it still feels wonderful. D tightens his fingers into a death grip and makes a series of soft moans as he cums. He carefully withdraws, and bends over, bringing
his chest into contact with Leon’s back, embracing him from behind.
“How was that, Lee?” he asks, while teasing Leon’s nipples with his nails.
Wha-? A new nickname? “That was terrific,” he answers, “You?”
“It was heavenly.”
With a grunt, he turns himself around and lies back down, pulling D on top of him. They kiss slowly, and deeply, tongues sliding in and out of each other’s mouths. After a while, they finally break off the kiss, and simply lie together, Leon softly stroking D’s cheek. Eventually he stops, and D realizes that his new lover has fallen asleep. He sighs contentedly and pulls the covers over them both.