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note: I blame Kato-chan.
If not for the now ancient request, this
never would have happened.
^_^ WARNING(S): Contains lots of
Trooper cuteness and fluffy
stuff. Oh, and there's a nice big slice of
lemon, too...
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HAVE YOU EVER WANTED...?
(1/2)
(Or, The First Erotic Adventure of Suiko no Shin)
by Ebonhawk
Eyes the color of the
sea gazed over the green expanse of the
back yard. A wide smile was just starting
to quirk at the corners of
his mouth. He leaned forward out of embrace
of the wicker chair,
resting his elbows on his knees and touching
his steepled forefingers
to his chin.
"Over here, Seiji!
I'm open!" Touma cried, waving his thin arms
about wildly to capture his teammate's attention.
He was alone in
his corner of the yard and in a perfect position
to score...not that
anyone was actually keeping track.
"No, you're not!" shouted
another voice and Touma was bowled
over by Shuu.
Shin chuckled as they
rolled over the grass, indescriminate fists
flying almost as fast as the steady stream of
curses and insults.
Cradling his chin in one palm, he watched as
Seiji shook his head
and dropped with his normal casual elegance to
sit cross-legged on
the ground, waiting for Touma and Shuu to recall
that they were in
the middle of a game. Shin knew it wouldn't
be soon; those two
could go on like this for a goodly length of
time and would likely
end up with more than a handful of bruises each.
(The same would
happen to *anyone* that Shuu bulldozed...and
Touma was one of
the best at fighting back, despite the size difference.)
The smile spread slowly
over his lips as he leaned back again
and propped his feet up on another lawn chair.
It was too nice of a
day to not be lazy when one was most often anything
but and he
was taking full advantage of it.
Shin's gaze landed on
Ryo and his pulse quickened in the usual
way. Ryo was such a magnificent specimen
of the human male. A
man of seldom seen beauty and integrity...but,
then again, weren't
they all? None of them were too much younger
than he was and
that put them all on his "list" - it was just
a matter of deciding in
what order he would go after them, anymore.
His eyes flickered
over the others, fondly judging them all.
First to fall under his
consideration was Date Seiji, he of the
porcelain doll perfection. Courteous, sophisticated,
and - at times -
painfully shy. Why no one had yet snatched
him up and spirited
him away from all the rudeness of the world,
Shin didn't exactly
understand, but that left circumstances just
the way he wanted
them.
His sight touched next
on Hashiba Touma, land-born child of
the night sky. Fiercely loyal to his friends,
highly intelligent, and
usually serious, the archer was the bearer of
an eldrich demeanor...
sometimes frightfully so. Shin had more
than once found himself
dreaming about raising and then taming the wild
and brazen fae that
lurked so close to the surface.
Then came Shuu Rei Fuan
of the solid and rock-hard intentions.
Fair and just almost to a fault, he was, except
when set on winning
a game of soccer against his buddies in the back
yard. The was no
doubt in Shin's mind just how he would catch
Shuu...and everything
needed for that was in the kitchen. Shin
smirked at the thought.
Each one of them was
a beloved friend, so intrinsically different
from one another, yet each so enticing that they
made him ache...
quiver with utter anticipation whenever he chanced
to lock eyes
with any of them. There was time, though,
to court them, to woo
them in a manner befitting each of their distinct
personalities.
When his eyes once again
settled upon Ryo, Shin was not at all
surprised by the now familiar raw and stomach-twisting
infatuation
that nearly knocked him over. His desires
always grew into this
ferociously different experience whenever he
contemplated Ryo -
somehow stronger, more potent. He'd never
felt the sensation quite
so keenly as he did now, though. What was
it about Rekka that
was drawing him in like nothing else?
Maybe it was the severity
of his personality? Strong and blazing
with a heartfelt flair for leadership, it was
a deep, thoughtful home
for the regrets and doubts none should have to
harbor. So angst-
filled, but still so much laughter. He
makes such a firm tugging at
my heart strings, Shin thought. No, it's
more a cruel and sadistic
wrenching, really.
Maybe the power ingrained
into every bit of his body? There
were the long, lithe strides taken with sleekly
corded legs. Swift,
solid arms that handled blades with a deadly
skill and accuracy.
Everywhere he observed Ryo's form, he found hard
muscles that
rippled and coiled with a fluidity that was hypnotic.
Maybe the sky blue blaze
of his too old eyes or the sun-swept,
pale amber tone of his skin?
Maybe it was time to stop thinking and do something about it?
Tonight, Shin promised
himself, his choice made. Tonight or
never, Ryo would belong to him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Shin accepted the stack
of dirtied plates, making certain to brush
his fingers over Ryo's hands as they pulled away.
What a stroke of
luck it was to have Ryo choose to offer his help
on this particular
evening. Might it be that the raven-haired
man had some sense of
what was on Shin's mind? It was a thick,
heady distraction to think
that Ryo was quite possibly entertaining thoughts
of a similar, lusty
nature. More than once during the meal,
Shin had raised his eyes to
find Ryo's startled gaze suddenly flitting away.
Even now, Shin
was completely aware that Ryo's cheeks were faintly
tinged with
red, much like the heat he felt creeping over
his own face.
"Ryo?" he began, biting
at his lip and setting the dishes aside on
the counter. He was impossibly nervous.
It was *so* much easier
to imagine doing this than actually putting it
into action! But this
was Ryo, Shin reminded himself...beautiful, strong,
lovely Ryo...
His friend blinked at
him through the heavy black locks of his
bangs turning back to look over his shoulder
as he walked to the
table again to gather more of the dishes.
The blue eyes flashed
brilliantly as the evening sunlight streaming
through the windows
reflected in their depths. "Yeah?"
"Have you ever-" Shin
halted his words, glanced quickly about
to assure himself they were alone - he would
have died on the spot
if he'd found Touma or Jun or *anyone at all*
(including the tiger)
watching them - then quietly forced himself to
continue before he
lost all grip on his last bit of rapidly vanishing
nerve. "Have you
ever wanted to kiss any of the guys?" He
felt ready to sink into the
floor at how stupid the words sounded now that
they were said, but
he couldn't take them back.
Ryo was silent for a
long pause and then, his eyes glued on the
floor, he mumbled his answer so quietly that
Shin almost didn't hear
his voice at all, let alone understand.
"What was that?" Suiko
asked curiously, cocking his head to the
side a bit.
The toe of one dingy
white sneaker dug at the tiles in a childlike
gesture of embarrassment and Shin caught a quick
glimmer of those
blue eyes before the faint voice again mumbled
something low and
indecipherable. Shin was cheerfully suspicious.
The beginnings of
a smile worked at the corners of his mouth and,
smoothly crossing
the few tiny steps between them, Shin leaned
closer into the warm
body (closer than he'd ever been on purpose before
- he found it
rather intoxicating, really) and repeated the
question in a breathy
murmur against Ryo's ear. "I didn't quite
hear you, Ryo. Have you
ever wanted to kiss any of them?"
He felt a quiet shiver
run down the swordsman's tightly muscled
frame, but Ryo didn't move away. Encouraged,
Shin pressed even
closer, a tingling heat rushing through him.
It was going so well...!
Hesitantly lifting a slender hand to stroke Ryo's
cheek, he brought
the sweetly blushing face in alignment with his
own. Capturing the
sunny blue eyes with what he hoped was an intense
gaze, Shin
recklessly tossed all caution to the wind and
gently brushed his lips
over Ryo's soft and startled mouth. The
temperature of the room
had noticeably increased. "Have you ever
wanted more than a
kiss?"
"Shin...I...um...wow...oh man..."
Laughing good-naturedly
as Ryo stumbled over his words, Shin
slipped his thin fingers through the ebon length
of hair, clutching at
the locks...telling himself that he could do
this. He *could*! This
was not the time to let the uncertainty he felt
starting to re-surface
get in the way! He shoved it back down
with a fierce vengeance.
"If you don't tell me, I'll just have to decide
for you because I'm not
letting you go without an answer." Feeling
suddenly impish, he ran
his tongue quickly over Ryo's still shocked lips.
"Do you want me,
Ryo?"
It was all Ryo could
do to force himself to nod in response, Shin
realized in triumph. "Good. Why don't
you go get comfortable in
your room? I'll finish up with the table
and meet you there." He
shifted his hips against Ryo's, feeling himself
stirring toward a firm
arousal from the brief stimulation even as he
felt the same in Ryo.
Shin watched with relish as the blue eyes briefly
fluttered closed
then stared at him again. Unable to stop
himself now that he'd gone
so far, Shin crushed his lips over Ryo's then
took advantage of the
slack jaw and pushed his tongue inside the moist
and open warmth,
reaching for Ryo's tonsils.
At first, there wasn't
any reciprocation, but that quickly changed
and Ryo was falling into his arms, melting against
him. Trembling
hands touched lightly on his face and hair, soft
and yielding moans
sang through him like tiny pulses of electricity.
Then, all too soon
for the now passion-dizzy Rekka, Shin pulled
away and smirked.
"That's so you don't forget." He turned
Ryo about, started him on
his way out of the kitchen with a slow and lingering
pat on his rear,
then added, "Oh, and leave your clothes on...I
want to strip you
naked myself."
Red-faced, Ryo hurried
from the room and Shin heard him bolt
up the stairs before anyone could think of some
way to occupy him.
He then became aware of just how forcefully his
heart pounded in
his chest. It was likely to burst right
on out (along with another -
and somewhat lower - piece of his anatomy)!!!
Feeling his knees
go rubbery, Shin collapsed into one of the chairs
around the small
kitchen table only to find himself grinning like
the village idiot. Hot
blood rushed into his cheeks and he *knew* he
was blushing worse
than Ryo had been! But...he'd done it.
He'd used his best moves
(some he hadn't even known he had) on Ryo...and
Ryo had been as
pliant as putty in his hands. Laying his
crossed wrists on the table,
Shin dropped his head down to hide his burning
face in his folded
arms.
He shifted a bit in his
seat, the fit of his pants snug and sure to
become more so if he continued to dwell on the
feel of Ryo's mouth
against his own, the way Ryo's tight ass had
fit so perfectly against
his hand... "Yes!" he cheered, thinking
he was alone.
"What are you up to,
Shin?" Touma's low and inquisitive voice
then called from the main dining area.
He popped into the archway
between the rooms, big blue eyes blinking curiously
under his mess
of not-quite azure hair.
Thinking of the amorous
and definitely ready Ryo waiting for
him (*him*!) upstairs, Suiko was quickly to his
feet, into the dining
area, and snatching up what little was left on
the table. Winking
mischievously at the puzzled Touma, Shin replied,
"Nothing...yet."
Touma just shook his head and wandered off toward
the living
room.
Smirking, Shin thought
that it might be fun to find out just how
natural that blue hair was...but he could do
that later. After all, he
*did* already have a fiery little appointment
set up for tonight. He
didn't really think the monster-size erection
that he was hiding in his
pants could handle hitting on another perfect
piece of man-candy
without doing anything about the resulting tensions
the moment
flesh touched on flesh. Besides, laying
Touma out over the table
again might be considered bad form, no matter
that he wouldn't
exactly be using a left hook to do it this time.[1]
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sanada Ryo sat quietly
on the edge of his bed, the fingers of one
hand touching his lips softly. That could
*not* have been Shin that
had approached him so smoothly. Absolutely
not. Shin wasn't like
that...or was he? It'd been Shin shoving
a tongue down his throat,
though. There was *no* mistaking that and,
at any moment now,
Shin would be walking in through his bedroom
door to... Yowza.
Ryo shivered with barely
controlled excitement, letting his other
hand slowly drift over his denim-encased leg,
slipping toward the
juncture of his thighs. He fingered the
brass buttons of his jeans,
tempted to just open pop open his fly and...no,
he couldn't. Shin
had told him to leave his clothes on. Wow.
*Shin* had told him...
*Shin* was going to... Ryo that found
he couldn't even think the words. But,
Shin was going to... Yeah!
His night was set and he was gettin' lucky because
someone - Shin!
- had *finally* picked up on his months of subtle
hinting and clues.
Settling for rubbing
his palm lightly over the bulge clasped so
tightly by his jeans, Ryo fell back against his
pillows. It wouldn't do
to lose what Shin had been kind enough to give
him... Hopefully,
Shin wouldn't take too long because Ryo wasn't
sure how long he
could wait.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The door was closed.
Should I knock? he asked himself. No...if
I'm here to...you know...I shouldn't have to.
I'm the one in control
of this. Ryo will be waiting for me.
I should just be able to push
open the door and-
"Are you coming in?"
Rekka's questioning voice intruded on the
whirling mess of his thoughts, smoldering and
sultry.
Shin raised his eyes
from the nervous hole they were drilling in
the floor and locked gazes with Ryo, who was
peeking out around
the barely opened door. Warm and inviting,
the blue orbs burned as
fierce as the blazing fires attributed to Ryo's
armor. The ghost of a
sexy smile slipped over Shin's mouth, growing
stronger with each
passing moment. He reached the thin fingers
of one hand forward
and touched them to the pouting lips that cried
out for his attention.
"Of course I am."
Guiding Ryo backward
with the fingertips of one hand, Shin
slipped inside the room and closed the door behind
him, locking it
without having to look - it was the same on all
the bedroom doors.
His wide eyes glinted like bits of semi-precious
aquamarine in the
nowhere near romantic sixty watts of light thrown
by the overhead
fixture. "I think we should set the mood...don't
you?"
A flick of Shin's hand
later, the light was clicked off and Ryo
stood in the center of the room before him, surrounded
in the glow
of the summer evening's last and longest rays
of golden sunlight.
This was almost too much when combined with the
look in Ryo's
eyes. He nearly threw himself at Ryo then
and there. Licking his
lips, Shin instead managed to say, "What a pretty
picture you make,
Ryo...but I think I know a way to make it even
better."
Stepping forward, Shin
stood a few short inches from Ryo, thin
his fingers touching briefly on the broad shoulders
before slipping
downward over the cotton T-shirt. The well-defined
chest quivered
under his touch and he won a tiny grunt of shocked
pleasure when
he traced tight circles around the hardened pebbles
of Ryo's nipples.
Moving lower, his hands reached and rested at
the slim, muscled
waist, slowly gathering in fistfuls of the white
cloth.
A swift, sharp pull untucked
the thick material and Shin lifted it
upward, pleased when Ryo moved his arms to make
removing the
T-shirt easier without being asked. It
was then dropped to the floor
and Shin let his hands again travel over Ryo's
chest, touching this
time directly on the smooth flesh that shivered
beneath his weapon-
calloused palms. "Mmmm...much better."
As his slender hands
paused at the fly of Ryo's faded jeans, Shin
watched the blue eyes grow heavy with expectation
and then leaned
in to place tiny kisses over his friend's mouth.
His sea-blue eyes
slitted open, Shin smiled and chuckled when he
found his quick
pecks being returned. He let his tongue
flash out to taste those lips
and could have died when they parted and Ryo's
fingers twined into
his auburn locks.
Suiko bravely charged
ahead and set about learning every nook
and cranny of Rekka's mouth, gentle moans filling
the quiet room as
he got to work undoing the stubborn brass buttons
of Ryo's jeans.
One, two, and so on until the last popped open.
Shoving his hands
inside, Shin pushed the denim down, slipping
his lips away from
Ryo's and making a moist path of hungry, open-mouthed
kisses
along the line of his throat, his chest, and
over his firm, flat belly.
Poking his nose into the dip of Ryo's navel,
Shin smirked horribly
then attacked with his tongue, making Ryo squirm
and protest with
a not-so-macho giggle.
"Shin!"
Chuckling, the redheaded
Trooper dropped his hands and untied
the laces of Ryo's shoes. He motioned for
Ryo to lift his foot and,
as he pulled off one sneaker and then the second.
With a grin, he
joked as he peeled off the somewhat pungent socks,
"You *could*
have taken these off, you know."
In his own defense, Ryo
sportingly retorted, "But you told me
to leave my clothes on." He blinked innocently...or
as close to
innocently as he could manage considering Shin
was sliding one
hand teasingly up the back of his leg.
"I did, didn't I?"
Shin paused and, kneeling, looked upward into
the bright, sparkling blue eyes that gazed down
on him. "Guess it's
my own fault, then." He tossed the scroungy
socks aside with a
grimace of distaste, then said, "Now, lift your
feet again so we can
get you out of these jeans before I have to take
drastic measures."
Ryo quickly complied,
but caught Shin's wrists when the slender
fingers reached for his briefs. The redhead
looked up at him again,
wondering. "Aren't you feeling a bit warm?"
Ryo asked.
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Footnote:
[1] - Reference episode 2 of
Kikoutei Densetsu (OAV 2).
