Gift Fic for orangegreenlove
A piece of Senpai love for orangegreenlove
Title: The Love Boat
Pairing: TakiTsuba
Rating: NC-17 for explicit sexual interaction
Note: For orangegreenlove
Tackey stared. He couldn’t believe his eyes and a surprised sound escaped his mouth involuntarily.
“Eeehhhhhh?”
It had been an entirely wonderful and satisfying day. It was rare that Tackey actually had a full working schedule on his birthday. He had nothing to complain about, though. His Juniors had organized a post-work party, even arranging for his car to get him right to the venue - which was a ship cruising the bay with them, while they were enjoying some private spare time. And he’d had a wonderful time too. If he’d had a thing to complain about, it would have been the fact that he couldn’t spend his birthday the way he was used to - and with the person he’d usually spend it with. Admittedly he had given himself a feeling of disappointment, thinking right away that Tsubasa was “kidnapping” him to some birthday surprise. Well, Tsubasa did things like that. But then, how sweet was it of his kouhai to think of him so kindly? And just in the moment he felt guilty for being greedy, for wanting more than he was already receiving, there he was. Just like that. The person he’d been missing.
“Is it okay, if I come over?” Tsubasa asked.
Tackey still stared at the picture in front of him. Tsubasa had arrived with a motor boat that he had apparently rented. He was standing on the deck, arms crossed, with a shit-eating grin of his face.
“Wha-” Tackey stuttered, still breathless from surprise. “What are you doing here?”
“Well,” Tsubasa stated nonchalantly, “since it’s your birthday, I thought I should drop by. Is it okay?”
“Is it?” Yabu asked timidly. “You know, we told Tsubasa about the party and he said he wanted to come. And we thought it would be nice.”
Tackey smiled at the boy. “It’s perfectly fine,” he assured Yabu. Then he addressed Tsubasa. “Well, since you’ve come all the way here, I suppose it would be rude to send you back without at least one drink,” he offered.
The grin on Tsubasa’s face grew impossibly broader. He climbed over the boat’s rail without a second’s hesitation and jumped over onto the ship Tackey and the Juniors were on.
“You sure know how to make an entry,” Tackey commented.
Even so his heart was suddenly beating faster, a longing he had been feeling sated and replaced with a tingling feeling in his stomach. He started.
No. Not again. Get a grip.
He forced the happy grin back that had been forming on his lips and tried for a gleeful smile instead. He was pretty sure that he had succeeded when he saw an answering smile on the other’s face.
“Well, seeing how you keep making a big fuss for my birthday, I thought I should bring up something to match that,” Tsubasa explained.
Tackey chuckled. “Really? After such a long time you still feel the urge to impress me? Should I feel flattered?”
Inside, Tackey panicked.
Oh my god, am I flirting?
Tsubasa actually laughed nervously. “Well, I guess since we work together I’m being a bit competitive,” he admitted. “I don’t want to lose to you, you know.”
Tackey merely shook his head, but joined in the laughter. “Good to know we’re still fresh like that.”
And that was the end of that topic.
“So… what’s the deal with this party?” Tsubasa asked.
“Nothing much, really,” Tackey admitted. “Just some snacks and drinks. And chatting.”
Tsubasa gave him a pointed look. “Takizawa-san, drinks on a party with minors?”
Tackey chuckled. “Yeah, well, since it’s just us and I’m having an eye on the little ones, I supposed it was okay. And there aren’t any hard drinks. Do you have objections?”
“Nah, it’s fine,” Tsubasa agreed. “Let the boys have some fun.”
“How about we have some fun too,” Tackey suggested. He felt his face flushing a bit and tried to quickly calm his mind. “Care for a beer?”
“Absolutely,” Tsubasa nodded.
They walked over to the bar and Tackey tried hard to act casual, but his mind was so stuck with thoughts of whether he was looking strangely at Tsubasa, or acting weird that he couldn’t be sure he was convincing.
“So, how are rehearsals going?” Tsubasa asked, grabbing a cup of beer from the counter.
“Oh, today was really cool,” Tackey related.
He too grabbed a cup and quickly took two sips to calm himself.
“We had cake and everything,” Tackey then continued. “Those guys are so sweet, really.”
“Yeah,” Tsubasa sighed. “But they cut into my plans.”
Tackey blinked at the other. “Huh?”
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Tsubasa asked. “Don’t I always organize something nice for your birthday?”
“You do,” Tackey amended quickly. “I’ll admit… when the car didn’t take me straight home today, I thought…”
Tsubasa chuckled. “Aw, you wanted me to spoil you today?”
“You said it yourself,” Tackey shrugged, “you keep doing stuff like that. So, yeah, I was assuming things, but…”
“It’s okay,” Tackey waved him off. “I’m just kidding. Plus, I did have a plan.”
Tackey felt his heart swell. Tsubasa had thought of his birthday.
“What was that plan?” he asked.
“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know,” Tsubasa said suggestively and even winked at Tackey before making his way back towards the ship’s rail.
Tackey blinked after him for a moment, then he grinned and followed Tsubasa.
“It doesn’t really matter,” he decided. “But you got me a present too, right?”
“My, aren’t we presumptuous,” Tsubasa teased.
“You did,” Tackey merely insisted.
“Yeah, I did,” Tsubasa confirmed.
Tackey couldn’t help the happy clapping of his hands. “Yay. So, what is it?” he wanted to know.
“Later,” Tsubasa said. “First we celebrate with your crew.”
Tackey felt reluctant, but agreed. He knew that they had to appreciate the party appropriately and he wanted to make sure his kouhai would know that he enjoyed the party they had organized. Thus he and Tsubasa decided to join the groups of Juniors around the boat and chat. At one point everybody got together for toasts to Tackey’s birthday. Kitayama was actually quite sentimental during his speech. He was really a good kid. Tackey was merely concerned about the environment the boy was living in. But that was something he’d discuss some other day. When it was Tsubasa’s turn, naturally the teasing continued, but Tackey didn’t mind. He always thought that it was really meant quite loving. And he got a bouquet of roses, which was absolutely lovely. The party actually kept going for quite a while and ultimately he and Tsubasa had to take one of the younger ones home to make sure that he wouldn’t be found in a public place as a drunk minor. Once that was taken care of they got back into Tackey’s car.
“So,” Tackey dragged out.
Tsubasa blinked at him. “Huh?”
They were both quite affected by the alcohol they’d had, leaning against each other for balance.
“What about my birthday present?” Tackey asked.
Tsubasa chuckled. “Drained and drunk, but you don’t forget about that, do you?”
“Maybe you don’t have anything, after all,” Tackey accused.
Tsubasa looked rather taken aback. “What? How can you suggest something like that?”
“Well, back on the boat you wouldn’t tell me what it is,” Tackey reasoned. “And now you’re not having anything on you. So, you don’t really have anything, do you?”
“Your present,” Tsubasa stated calmly, “is actually at your place.”
Tackey blinked at that. “What?”
“Yeah, I had it delivered to your place,” Tsubasa explained. “Because it wouldn’t have been convenient to carry around - or give to you around other people.”
Tackey eyed him suspiciously. Then he decided to let it go.
“We’ll see as soon as we get to my place,” he concluded.
“Oh, I’m coming back to your place with you? Tsubasa asked.
“Yeah, and if there’s no present waiting for me, you’re in big trouble.”
“I see,” Tsubasa grinned. “Very well, then.”
They arrived no five minutes later. Tackey, while not feeling overly agitated anymore, still felt anticipation surging through his body. He grew nervous as they reached the security check.
“Good evening, Takizawa-san,” he security man said politely even though it was way past midnight.
“Good evening,” Tackey greeted back.
“A parcel arrived for you today,” the young man informed him.
Tackey’s mood brightened instantly. As the package was presented to him, he eyed it curiously. It wasn’t extraordinarily large or otherwise weird-looking, which made Tackey wonder why Tsubasa hadn’t actually brought it along.
“Thank you,” he said absentmindedly.
Then he signed the board to confirm that he’d received his parcel.
“Well, there you have it, then,” Tsubasa stated.
“Yeah,” Tackey mused. “Come up with me, so I can open it together with you.”
Tsubasa didn’t seem to like that idea, though.
“It’s late. Plus, you should open it alone. That’s why I sent it here, after all.”
Tackey gave the other a curious look. Then he grinned.
“How about this, come up with me, or I can open it here.”
“No,” Tsubasa burst out. “You can’t…” He sighed. “Fine, I’ll come up with you.”
With a satisfied nod Tackey walked past the security check, Tsubasa right on his heels. The complex was huge and it took them almost five minutes to reach the door of Tackey’s apartment. They were awfully silent as they got there. Tackey could feel an awkward tension between them. He really didn’t like that, but he was hoping that once that present thing was dealt with they could relax a bit again.
“Coffee?” Tackey offered simply as they got in.
Tsubasa fumbled with his fingers. “I don’t think I should…” He sighed. “Just… open it already, if you have to do it while I’m here.”
“Why are you so edgy?” Tackey laughed.
He then opened the parcel on order to ease the tension. However, as he opened it, what he found made him stop and stare. The small package held, quite simply, a door key, one that was easy to be made out as a hotel room key. Tackey looked up, into Tsubasa’s wary eyes.
“What is this?” he asked quite bluntly.
“You know what it is,” Tsubasa answered.
“Well, yeah, but…” Tackey shook his head in confusion. “What is this?”
Tsubasa sighed. “Look, I really didn’t want to be here when you open this. I just… wanted to you to get the idea from the beginning - before you dive in.”
Tackey gave him a curious look. “Dive in what?”
“This… this is supposed to be a treasure hunt,” Tsubasa explained. “I just wanted to make sure you understand the motivation,” he muttered, avoiding Tackey’s eyes.
“The motivation,” Tackey mused. “Which would be… that I’ll be hunting you?”
He didn’t get an answer, but the red colour on Tsubasa’s cheeks gave away that Tackey had nailed it. He looked into the parcel in wonder. With deft fingers he picked up the key and inspected it closely. A small smile came to his face. When he looked back up at the other he had already decided his course of action.
“Why are you giving me this?” he asked.
“Well, because… I’ve been wanting to try to approach you for a while,” Tsubasa finally admitted. “But I never knew ow. I mean, you keep dropping the hints, but then, you’re like that with other people too, so I wasn’t sure if you’d appreciate it. And we’re working together. If something like that goes the wrong way it’ll be difficult for us. So I thought this up. I thought that if you were up for it and wanted to find me, I would know. And if you didn’t, then I could always tell you it’s a joke.”
Tackey looked the other over, weighing his options.
“How would you know that I was interested?” he then asked.
“As part of the game,” Tsubasa shrugged. “You’d come to find me.”
“In that hotel room?”
“No,” Tsubasa opposed, sounding offended. “I might not be the most creative person in the world when it’s about these things, but I can do better than that, really.”
Tackey considered the other for a moment.
“So, this is a fully organized treasure hunt?”
“Well, I organized it myself,” Tsubasa shrugged, “so it’s better not to expect too much. But yeah, it’s all settled.”
“I don’t really know what to say,” Tackey admitted. “That’s… really sweet.”
Tsubasa blinked at him. “Sweet how?”
“Just sweet,” Tackey said. “I mean, nobody’s ever thought something like that up for me.”
Tsubasa bit his lip for a second, but then he gathered all of his courage to get down to the main point.
“So, do you like it?”
“I like it a lot,” Tackey admitted. “But… do we really… you know - should we risk it? You said it yourself, if it goes the wrong way, then…”
“No,” Tsubasa cut in immediately. “I just meant if you didn’t… you know, if you didn’t feel that way, then it would be difficult. But if we feel the same way, then we should absolutely go for it.”
“Things went wrong at various points between other people,” Tackey mused. “We should not rush into this without thinking about possible consequences.”
“I agree that things can go wrong for many reasons,” Tsubasa considered the argument. “But then, the possibility of a break-up is omnipresent and shouldn’t be seen as a reason to just `leave it alone´. In addition, you and I have come a far way. I can’t think of a thing that would make me change my mind.”
“It’s true, of course,” Tackey agreed, “we’ve seen each other in pretty much every possible and impossible situation.”
“Remember that night when you wanted to get that new contract with NHK? For Jump?”
“I do,” Tackey grumbled.
“You did it well, but you drank way too much and then you threw up into my car,” Tsubasa remembered. “And then again in my bathroom.”
“And you cleaned me afterwards,” Tackey added fondly. “The question is, would you have given me a good night kiss that night?”
“I’ll always do that without a second’s hesitation,” Tsubasa promised him.
Tackey felt his heart racing in excitement. He couldn’t believe that the man he had fallen in love with was sharing the feelings. That was something completely alien to him, He’d been infatuated multiple times, but he’d never been loved back. That alone made his decision that much easier.
“Well, in that case,” Tackey concluded, “I guess I’ll better get going.”
Tsubasa blinked in confusion. “Huh? What do you mean?”
“There’s a hotel room waiting for me,” Tackey grinned.
Tsubasa chuckled, shaking his head. “You don’t have to go through the entire thing now.”
“Why not?” Tackey asked. “After the trouble you went through to organize it, I should go on that treasure hunt.”
“But… now?”
“Well,” Tackey mused. “I guess we could wait until tomorrow. But then, I’m rehearsing again tomorrow. And the day after we’re having that photo shoot. Then there’s the weekend, so we’ll both either be having plans or other work to do. How long do you want to wait to get me naked?”
Tsubasa chuckled again, but now it sounded nervous.
“So, you’re going now?” he asked.
“Yup,” Tackey nodded.
With that he swished past Tsubasa, purposefully moving close to the other, and back to the door.
“Come on,” he urged. “I’m pretty sure you have somewhere to be.”
“Guess I do,” Tsubasa agreed.
And so they left the building together and then went separate ways. It was okay, though, because Tackey knew that they would be together again soon. It was not as soon as he had expected. Tsubasa had actually put a lot of effort into that treasure hunt. As Tackey opened the hotel room with the key he had been given he found a mobile phone on the desk of the room. When Tackey checked, he found that the phone didn’t have any security set, so he could use it. There was a notification that there was an unread message. He opened it quickly and it read:
Call me: 05103426549432
Tackey clicked on the number and got a connection.
“Don Alfredo’s Pizza and delivery, how may I help you?” a young lady’s voice asked.
Tackey blinked. “Well, I… I don’t know…”
“Well, do you want to order something?” the young woman asked.
“Not really,” Tackey admitted. “I mean…” Then a thought hit him. “I want to come and pick something up.”
“Oh, sure,” the girl said. “What will you be having?”
“Ah… I’ll have one house special pizza, the carbonara and… do you have some kind of sweet cream?”
“Panna cotta,” the girl told him. “It’s sweet, but it’s not a cream, but more of a jello.”
“Yeah, that one too,” Tackey decided.
“Alright. Any drinks?”
Tackey thought about that, but he decided to trust Tsubasa to have decent drinks organized.
“No, that’s all, thank you. Can you give me the exact address?”
“You’ll receive an order confirmation with the address to your phone. Pick up name?” the girl asked.
“Takizawa.”
There was a sort pause, but then he got a confirmation. “Alright, we’ve got everything set for you.”
Upon picking up the food order Tackey found a business card stuck to the bill. It was not a business card of Alfredo’s Pizza, though, but of a well-known host club. Tackey thought for a second if it was a good idea to go there just like that, but then he once again decided to trust Tsubasa and made his way to find the club. Once there he stood at the reception and, for lack of a better idea, asked for “Tsubasa”. The young man merely nodded at him and about a minute later he came back with a young man in tow. Tackey’s stomach twisted a bit, because he hadn’t really wanted to rent a host.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, “you… you’re not really the one I’m looking for.”
Host-Tsubasa smiled at him. “Oh, I see. Then, maybe you’d rather visit this place?”
Tackey blinked as the young man pulled a flyer of a near-by karaoke bar from his jeans pocket. He accepted it with a timid nod.
“Thank you.”
“Not a problem,” host-Tsubasa assured him. “This is really romantic. You’ve got one fine lad there.”
Tackey smiled. “I guess I do. Thanks a lot.”
With his new hint Tackey went to visit the karaoke bar in question. There he got stuck, though. What should he be looking for? As he got into the entry hall he still wasn’t sure how to go about it. But then he spotted a poster of one of their singles on the wall. It was their first Yamanote Single. That gave Tackey an idea.
“Sorry,” he addressed the young girl at the counter, “what number is this song in your system?” he zasked, pointing at the poster in question.
“Oh, that one?” The girl quickly checked her computer. “Well, in the general storage it’s number 345264, because there’s an alphabetical order. But when you look it up via the panel, it’ll be number 19 in the track list of the artist.”
“19,” Tackey muttered. “Thank you.”
With that he left and made for the nearest stop of the Yamanote line. Tackey decided to count the number of stations according to the song lyrics, thus starting with Shibuya. He had a good feeling about it, when he found that the 19th station from there was actually Tokyo station. As he got there he felt once again a bit at a loss. The station was huge. Where to look for a hint? Then he jumped as his phone vibrated in his pants. Tackey checked and there was a new message. He concluded that obviously Tsubasa had tracked his phone via GPS, which wasn’t overly creative, but he had to admit that his stations had been fun. He opened the message.
Working with you is the second biggest pleasure.
Tackey laughed at that. And then he understood. Of course, the International Forum, where they had worked together. He rushed there, wondering what he would find. It took him a while to find what he was looking for. But then he spotted it. On the black board there was a message that was obviously meant for him. On a black sheet of paper he found what he expected to be the final hint. It hit him, because it wasn’t designed as an actual ad, it was merely a blank sheet with a plain black print.
If you’re looking for new love, come to new Area.
Tackey knew that name. It was a brand of pretty good love hotels.
So, a hotel, after all.
Not minding the shady notion Tackey quickly got his own phone out and looked for the nearest Area Hotel. As expected, it was really close. And so he set out to get there. As soon as he reached the house the phone in his pants vibrated again. Another message.
Room number 308
Tackey found that it was a hotel without an actual reception. There was a vending machine where you could get your key and right next to it he found the elevator. He got right in and moved to the third floor. He found his heart hammering in his chest as he reached door 308. Taking one deep breath, he stepped closer and knocked. The door was opened just a few seconds later and Tackey was left breathless at the sight that greeted him. Tsubasa was indeed in the room, waiting for him. And he left no doubt about what he was really waiting for. Clad in nothing but a black pair of tight fitting boxers he leaned against the door frame.
“Happy birthday,” he offered.
“Aw, but you’ve unpacked my present already,” Tackey fake-complained, a broad grin on his face. “Where’s the fun?”
“You’re gonna have your fun,” Tsubasa promised and that said grabbed Tackey by the hem of his jacket and pulled him inside the room.
Once the door was closed behind them Tackey felt his passion run him over and he found he couldn’t wait another second for his fun. He threw himself at the other, which made them actually clash rather unpleasantly, but he paid no mind to it and instantly smashed their lips together too. That, he found, was met by happy surprise, as he found the lips against him answering enthusiastically and arms wrapping around his form. He sighed happily, letting his body rub against Tsubasa’s sensually. He could feel the other’s skin prickle at the contact. Tsubasa seemed eager to get him naked as well, his hands finding their way under Tackey’s jacket and shirt, shifting them up a bit. Tackey was more than happy with that course of action.
Even though he felt reluctant to let go of the other, he twisted his arms backwards and with a number of rushed shrugs managed to lose his jacket. While the item simply slid to the floor, Tackey lifted his arms up so Tsubasa could remove the shirt. The look Tsubasa gave him was almost too captivating. He could have stood there and just look into those eyes all night - okay, maybe not just that all night. But Tsubasa’s eyes were indeed mesmerizing. And they were looking back at him with anticipation, passion and lust. Tackey jumped in surprise when he felt the fabric being lifted from his torso, inch, by inch, getting a bit stuck mid-way, but then up, up, up again, until Tsubasa vanished from his view for a moment and he could only feel the insistent tugging that finally got the shirt over his head. Tackey moved the shirt down his arms and dismissed it to the floor.
“You know,” he muttered, “I might get very… excited. It’s been a while.”
“Not a problem,” Tsubasa told him. He grabbed Tackey by his waistband, his fingertips dancing over Tackey’s skin right under his navel. “Just relax. If you come, that’s fine. We’ll go any way that makes you feel good. Want me to blow you?” he asked.
Already feeling himself getting hard, Tackey moaned at the prospect of getting to come.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Tsubasa grinned.
That said he started working Tackey’s pants open. He moved swiftly, which had Tackey wonder for just a second how many pants Tsubasa had already opened like that. The thought was quickly dismissed, though, when he felt those skilled fingers moving inside his pants, right around his form and down his buttocks. When he felt his butt being groped, he groaned. Tsubasa, whose attention had been caught by his hip area, looked back up to meet Tackey’s eyes.
“Okay, let’s get to it, shall we?”
“Yeah,” Tackey whispered.
He caught Tsubasa’s lips in another kiss, a more sensual one than the rushed lip-lock they got engaged in before. He moved his tongue with expertise, first opening those plush lips carefully, before dipping in with utmost joy. Tsubasa was once again very eager to answer, bringing his own tongue into the game. Brushing and rubbing, they enjoyed the sensations. Tackey felt Tsubasa trying to work his jeans over his hips, but they were awfully tight. When the tugging got more persistent Tackey pulled back from the kiss, chuckling lightly.
“Wait, let me,” he panted.
He hadn’t even noticed his breath getting short. Not that it mattered. They’d both get a lot more short-breathed in just a few minutes. Tackey managed to get the pants past his hips quite easily, but then he found his boots disturbing. He smiled apologetically at Tsubasa.
“Sorry, I’ll just…”
He bent down to get rid of his boots and socks, which proofed a lot more difficult with his pants already halfway down his legs. Ultimately it worked out, though.
“Sorry, I’m not very practiced at the moment,” he apologized.
“What are you apologizing for?” Tsubasa asked. “Bent forward and giving a wonderful view of your ass… You look just downright fuckable.”
“But… it’s my birthday,” Tackey opposed. “So we’re gonna do this the way I want it, right?”
Tsubasa grinned at him. “Of course.” He gave Tackey a quick kiss. “So, where do you want your blow-job?”
Tackey looked around the room a bit helplessly. He took his surroundings in for the first time since he’d come in. It was a very large room and it was definitely premium. The bed was huge and he sheets were made of red silk. A bit cliché maybe, but it fit the surroundings. A huge chandelier and antique looking furniture gave a very special flair. There was also a huge armchair that caught Tackey’s attention.
“This looks nice,” he mumbled.
He walked over to the armchair and seated himself. As he looked expectantly over at Tsubasa he found the other staring at him, teeth biting his already swollen lip.
“I know it’s your birthday,” Tsubasa mused, “but… would it be okay to ask you to spread your legs just a bit and let me take a picture?”
Tackey blushed at that. “Wha- are you serious?”
“Only, if it’s okay with you,” Tsubasa assured him. “But you look so incredibly hot, that needs to be captured in a picture. Let me take a photo.”
Tackey chuckled nervously, but nodded.
“Okay,” Tsubasa cheered. “Hold on.”
He rushed over to the pile of his clothes and grabbed his mobile phone. As he came back, he held the device up, ready to take a pic. Tackey still felt rather self-conscious, but he moved his body, trying to adjust himself in what he considered to be a seductive pose - he had some experience after all. He spread his legs just so and let his head fall back a bit, exposing his throat. His lips parted slightly and his eyes fixed on Tsubasa, who clicked three times altogether before putting his phone away again quickly.
“So,” Tackey dragged out. “Do I appeal as a model?”
He found Tsubasa’s lustful gaze a big turn on. And he felt like teasing. HE let his fingers dance very lightly over his chest and stomach, drawing lazy circles and seeing how Tsubasa’s eyes followed his every movement.
“Well?” Tackey pressed teasingly.
“You… yeah,” Tsubasa stuttered out. “Sorry,” he muttered.
He quickly went to grab the bottle of champagne from the small bucket on the table. The way he opened it made clear that Tsubasa was skilled in that field as well. At the same time he didn’t even bother to grab one of the glasses, but simply put the bottle straight to his mouth and took some good gulps. The sight had something enticing.
“Do I get some too?” Tackey asked.
Tsubasa nodded enthusiastically and walked right up to his new found lover. He held the bottle up and in front of Tackey’s face and the birthday boy found himself in a playful mood and caught the bottle-opening with his lips. He made a bit of a show of it, letting his tongue slip out to lick around the bottle before taking a few good sips.
“Didn’t you say you were out of practice?” Tsubasa chuckled.
“Well, I guess there are some things you don’t forget,” Tackey said suggestively. “That said, don’t forget that you wanted to do something.”
“Oh, I have it all in mind,” Tsubasa assured him.
He let the bottle in his hand tip just a bit, letting a small stream of champagne run down on and over Tackey’s upper body. With a satisfied grin he placed the bottle on the floor and knelt down between Tackey’s legs, his lips finding the little droplets of champagne. He started licking them off Tackey’s body with vigor and Tackey found himself jumping at the sensation yet again. He wanted to slap himself for being so over-sensitive, but just a second later he didn’t care anymore, because there were hot wet lips and a slippery tongue on his skin and it felt so good, he just wanted to ravel in it. Tsubasa was very enthusiastic too, exploring Tackey’s chest thoroughly, before he slowly, appreciatively moved lower, playing a bit with the navel, which elicited a surprised yelp from Tackey. Lower still, sucking on the skin on Tackey’s hip.
And then Tackey moaned loudly when he felt a hand carefully grabbing his dick and starting to pump it slowly. The reaction of his body was almost instant, he could feel his cock pulsing in excitement. Another almost keening sound escaped him as his balls were pulled rather strongly. His eyes found Tsubasa’s and that time it was Tsubasa who made a show, licking his lips slowly, keeping eye contact as he bent forward and finally licking the stiffening shaft from base to tip. The eye contact was lost when Tackey closed his eyes. And then, finally, he could feel it. Hot. Wet. Downright wonderful. His lover’s mouth had engulfed his member and was moving up and down in slow motion, applying light suction.
“Oh god,” Tackey sighed. His hand unconsciously moved into Tsubasa’s hair, stroking it encouragingly. “So good.”
Tsubasa hummed around his length, giving him wonderful vibration in addition to the wonderful sucking sensation. The hand on his balls was back as well, massaging them almost lovingly. When the mouth working him attached itself to the base of his cock and slurped around it, Tackey bucked his hips involuntarily.
“Oh, fuck,” Tackey cursed.
His eyes were screwed shut and he feared that he might come as soon as the other got back to sucking him off. The mouth on him was very creative, though. Licking him, nudging the sensitive flesh, even rubbing his cheek against the prominent length. Only when he apparently thought he’d played around enough he went back to the real thing. Deeper this time and sucking stronger and more quickly.
“Ah,” Tackey exclaimed, unable to restrain himself any longer. “Oh my… oh god, you…”
He moved his hips against the delicious mouth, in order to to ease some of the pressure. It felt a bit relieving too, but then the sensations grew more and more intense and he knew that if he wouldn’t hold on for much longer.
“Tsubasa,” he gasped out, “stop. I… I don’t want to come like this.”
Tsubasa quickly slowed his ministrations, letting the sensations ease out before he pulled away entirely.
“You sure?” he asked, his voice a bit hoarse. “I can tell you need to come.”
“But I want to come inside you,” Tackey gasped. “If you’ll let me.”
“Happily,” Tsubasa agreed.
He got up from the floor and Tackey stared yet again. Apparently Tsubasa had jerked himself while pleasuring him, because by now he too was fully erect. Without even thinking about it Tackey reached out with his hand and cupped Tsubasa’s groin, feeling the pulsing heat under the fabric of black boxers.
“Get on the bed,” Tackey instructed.
The other complied silently, retreating slowly and making sure that Tackey got a good view of his ass as he crawled onto the bed. Tackey grinned. More playtime for him. He got up quickly and, thinking ahead, he got himself one of the condoms from the bowl on the table along with the lube from the night stand, placing both items right on the bed. Next he followed his lover onto the bed, covering his form with his own body.
“Is it okay, if it’s just this?” he asked.
“It’s your birthday,” Tsubasa reminded him. “Anything you want is fine.”
“I want you to enjoy it,” Tackey told him.
He nuzzled Tsubasa’s neck, kissing it lovingly. He let his body rest on his lover’s, their forms fitting together perfectly. It was a dream come true. Tackey had imagined a situation like that so often and there he was, on top of Tsubasa, kissing him, hands exploring a muscled back. His cock was blissfully trapped between his abs and Tsubasa’s buttocks. He couldn’t resist rubbing himself a bit against his lover, but for the main part, he still appreciated that amazing back. Slowly he shifted downwards, kissing and licking his way down and around Tsubasa’s spine. He found a few sensitive spots and relished in teasing them until Tsubasa mewled as if to urge him to move on. Further down, down, his nose rubbing the little hollow in Tsubasa’s small. Then his chin reached the waistband of that black pair of boxers. He took it between his teeth and pulled on it playfully.
“Get them off, already,” Tsubasa demanded.
“Mh, eager,” Tackey analysed.
“Quite,” the other agreed. “Now get going.”
“Happily.”
He grabbed the boxers firmly and with a single tug brought them down over Tsubasa’s plush round ass. Tackey had to bite back a groan. It was going to be incredibly good to fuck that adorable backside. But first things first. Tackey carefully slid the boxers down his lover’s legs. Of course, he made sure to create skin contact, stroking legs and ankles.
“Tease,” Tsubasa accused him.
“You have no idea,” Tackey warned him.
As soon as the disturbing garment was gone Tackey made to appreciate Tsubasa’s now finally naked ass with both of his hands kneading the firm flesh.
“Mmhhhh,” Tsubasa hummed.
Tackey kept working the sensitive flesh, stroking, groping and then giving an experimental slap. Tsubasa gasped in surprise, but did not voice any complaints and so Tackey kept going, making the entire round go red with stimulation. And seeing that he couldn’t hold himself back anymore, the butt looked downright delicious, so he bent his head and tried biting lightly into a buttock.
“Oh my god,” Tsubasa sighed as a shiver ran down his body.
Tackey smiled. Next he used his tongue on the wonderful round, licking it up and down. He had a field day on the skin that was so willingly presented to him and Tsubasa relished the pleasurable treatment. Hands and tongue and lips, all of his body and mind was focused on that deliciously looking behind. He started to pull the buttocks apart, teasing the rim just so.
“Uh,” Tsubasa moaned. “P-please…”
And Tackey complied, of course. Pulling the cheeks apart strongly he moved his mouth right over the little bud in the middle. He licked over it experimentally one, twice.
“Oh yeah,” Tsubasa urged him, “feels good. More.”
And that did it. The needy tone in his lover’s voice reminded him of his own lust. He moved forward even more demandingly, now pushing his tongue against the opening he was longing to push his cock into. He flicked his tongue up and down quickly, then he sucked on the puckered skin and closed his lips around it to ease the teasing.
“Fuck,” he heard Tsubasa cursing against the mattress.
Tackey’s lips and tongue moved on and around the hole, stimulating it, loosening it, encouraging a reaction on every contact, until finally the rim gave way a bit and the tip of his tongue could intrude the body in front of him. Once he had found his way in, he closed his lips around the hole, tongue still teasing inside and sucking, then pushing again, sucking, pushing…
“Oh god, Aki,” Tsubasa burst out. “Please, I… I can’t… oh god, do it now. I want you in me.”
Tackey didn’t have to be told twice. He grabbed the bottle of lube quickly, got some on his fingers and finished stretching the already pulsing hole. It didn’t take long and Tackey had three fingers in, pushing repeatedly and making Tsubasa squirm and moan under him. He sighed, trying to calm himself just a bit. He couldn’t embarrass himself by coming upon entry. But then, he couldn’t let the other wait for too long. He’d just have to keep his act together. And so he grabbed the condom from the sheet, unwrapped it and put it on. Then he robbed up against Tsubasa’s lying form, pulled his ass up a bit and positioned himself. “He felt his tip pressing against the rim muscles and they gave way almost too easily, letting his length ease in, inch by inch. He stopped about half-way.
“Okay?” he asked against Tsubasa’s ear.
“Uhn,” was the only answer he received, but is sounded encouraging, so he continued.
When he was buried entirely inside his lover, he closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. It was hot, tight and it moved around his cock. Just wonderful.
“If you don’t start moving now, I’ll buck you off and get the job done myself,” Tsubasa warned.
His voice sounded strained, so Tackey guessed that he was at his limits. Same as himself. So maybe it wouldn’t be all that bad if he didn’t last. He had to start moving at any rate. And so he did. Slow, steady rocking motions to set a rhythm.
“Sorry, are you at dance practice, or are we fucking?”
“Oh, you want to know if I’m fucking you?” Tackey asked. “I’ll show you.”
With that he picked up the pace, moving his hips freely, demandingly, driving into his lover with force, taking him relentlessly. He felt that the rhythm would drove him over the edge in a mere minute, but he didn’t care anymore. It felt so fucking incredible, he simply wanted to lose himself in it. He could hear Tsubasa moaning, his voice getting high in a way Tackey had never heard before. It turned him on to think that - a voice for him alone, one that nobody else would hear.
“Oh god, oh god, yeah… oh, do it, do it,” Tsubasa urged him. “Just like that.”
Tackey felt the rush running through his body.
“I’m gonna come,” he whispered.
“Okay,” Tsubasa panted out, “just keep fucking me. Give it all to me. Fast. Hard.”
That was a request Tackey was only too happy to fulfil. He kept thrusting steadily. At some point he pulled out only about an inch anymore before driving himself back in to the hilt. It was so good. Too good. Too much. He moaned when he felt Tsubasa under him shaking lightly, the tight tunnel around his dick pulsing repeatedly. Tsubasa had pulled himself to completion and he so badly wanted to follow. He kept pushing in demandingly, he could already feel it. So close. Just a bit more.
“Fuck,” Tackey sighed, his hips starting to move by themselves, quick, uncontrolled jerks.
And finally, he knew it was bound to come. His entire body flared up and then that knot that had been forming in the pit of his stomach, growing, building up the tension, let loose and the tension unloaded through his entire body. His hips kept jerking repeatedly, his head spinning, arms shaking with the rest of his body as he released inside his lover’s ass. His cock twitched again and again, shooting his seed out. H rode the feeling out, moving his hips slowly back and forth, causing nice after sensations for both of them. It took him a few moments to come back down again. Once the shakes left him he let his upper body simply fall forward and over Tsubasa.
“Hey,” the man complained.
“Sorry,” Tackey mumbled. “Just a minute.”
Tsubasa voiced no more complaints and Tackey kept to his word and as soon as he trusted his arms to support him, carefully removed himself from Tsubasa’s body. With a sigh he lay down next to his lover and smiled at him.
“Hey,” he said simply.
Tsubasa chuckled, but nodded at him. “Hey,” he answered back.
“So… wow, huh?” Tackey said simply.
“Yeah, that was definitely something,” the other agreed. “I absolutely want to do that again.”
“Same here,” Tackey agreed. “Say, why is it that we haven’t been doing this for years already?”
“Hm… because I was being a jerk about that solo project of yours and you tend to be ridiculously resentful over stuff like that?” Tsubasa suggested.
Now Tackey was the one who chuckled. “Wow, that’s very… accurate, I guess. But… it doesn’t matter now,” he decided. He snuggled up against Tsubasa, who let himself be pulled into a loving embrace. “We’ve got each other now, so what was before doesn’t matter anymore at all.”
“You’re still a prick sometimes,” Tsubasa told him.
“Mh, but you want me to use my prick on you again right? So you’ll have to bear with me,” Tackey countered.
“I can do that,” Tsubasa decided.
They smiled at each other. Tackey couldn’t remember when last he’d felt so happy, joyful even. The man he loved was willingly sharing a bed with him and had already announced that he had plans to repeat the routine. Things didn’t get much better. They shared a short, but loving kiss, before settling down to get some much needed sleep. For a moment Tackey wondered if some of his kouhai would ask him about his “alone time” with Tsubasa during rehearsals and what he should be saying. But then, he decided that he didn’t have to answer to anyone. It was nobody’s business, but theirs. They would share their love with each other privately. Every day. And with that thought in mind Tackey drifted off to a very refreshing sleep.
Title: The Love Boat
Pairing: TakiTsuba
Rating: NC-17 for explicit sexual interaction
Note: For orangegreenlove
Tackey stared. He couldn’t believe his eyes and a surprised sound escaped his mouth involuntarily.
“Eeehhhhhh?”
It had been an entirely wonderful and satisfying day. It was rare that Tackey actually had a full working schedule on his birthday. He had nothing to complain about, though. His Juniors had organized a post-work party, even arranging for his car to get him right to the venue - which was a ship cruising the bay with them, while they were enjoying some private spare time. And he’d had a wonderful time too. If he’d had a thing to complain about, it would have been the fact that he couldn’t spend his birthday the way he was used to - and with the person he’d usually spend it with. Admittedly he had given himself a feeling of disappointment, thinking right away that Tsubasa was “kidnapping” him to some birthday surprise. Well, Tsubasa did things like that. But then, how sweet was it of his kouhai to think of him so kindly? And just in the moment he felt guilty for being greedy, for wanting more than he was already receiving, there he was. Just like that. The person he’d been missing.
“Is it okay, if I come over?” Tsubasa asked.
Tackey still stared at the picture in front of him. Tsubasa had arrived with a motor boat that he had apparently rented. He was standing on the deck, arms crossed, with a shit-eating grin of his face.
“Wha-” Tackey stuttered, still breathless from surprise. “What are you doing here?”
“Well,” Tsubasa stated nonchalantly, “since it’s your birthday, I thought I should drop by. Is it okay?”
“Is it?” Yabu asked timidly. “You know, we told Tsubasa about the party and he said he wanted to come. And we thought it would be nice.”
Tackey smiled at the boy. “It’s perfectly fine,” he assured Yabu. Then he addressed Tsubasa. “Well, since you’ve come all the way here, I suppose it would be rude to send you back without at least one drink,” he offered.
The grin on Tsubasa’s face grew impossibly broader. He climbed over the boat’s rail without a second’s hesitation and jumped over onto the ship Tackey and the Juniors were on.
“You sure know how to make an entry,” Tackey commented.
Even so his heart was suddenly beating faster, a longing he had been feeling sated and replaced with a tingling feeling in his stomach. He started.
No. Not again. Get a grip.
He forced the happy grin back that had been forming on his lips and tried for a gleeful smile instead. He was pretty sure that he had succeeded when he saw an answering smile on the other’s face.
“Well, seeing how you keep making a big fuss for my birthday, I thought I should bring up something to match that,” Tsubasa explained.
Tackey chuckled. “Really? After such a long time you still feel the urge to impress me? Should I feel flattered?”
Inside, Tackey panicked.
Oh my god, am I flirting?
Tsubasa actually laughed nervously. “Well, I guess since we work together I’m being a bit competitive,” he admitted. “I don’t want to lose to you, you know.”
Tackey merely shook his head, but joined in the laughter. “Good to know we’re still fresh like that.”
And that was the end of that topic.
“So… what’s the deal with this party?” Tsubasa asked.
“Nothing much, really,” Tackey admitted. “Just some snacks and drinks. And chatting.”
Tsubasa gave him a pointed look. “Takizawa-san, drinks on a party with minors?”
Tackey chuckled. “Yeah, well, since it’s just us and I’m having an eye on the little ones, I supposed it was okay. And there aren’t any hard drinks. Do you have objections?”
“Nah, it’s fine,” Tsubasa agreed. “Let the boys have some fun.”
“How about we have some fun too,” Tackey suggested. He felt his face flushing a bit and tried to quickly calm his mind. “Care for a beer?”
“Absolutely,” Tsubasa nodded.
They walked over to the bar and Tackey tried hard to act casual, but his mind was so stuck with thoughts of whether he was looking strangely at Tsubasa, or acting weird that he couldn’t be sure he was convincing.
“So, how are rehearsals going?” Tsubasa asked, grabbing a cup of beer from the counter.
“Oh, today was really cool,” Tackey related.
He too grabbed a cup and quickly took two sips to calm himself.
“We had cake and everything,” Tackey then continued. “Those guys are so sweet, really.”
“Yeah,” Tsubasa sighed. “But they cut into my plans.”
Tackey blinked at the other. “Huh?”
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Tsubasa asked. “Don’t I always organize something nice for your birthday?”
“You do,” Tackey amended quickly. “I’ll admit… when the car didn’t take me straight home today, I thought…”
Tsubasa chuckled. “Aw, you wanted me to spoil you today?”
“You said it yourself,” Tackey shrugged, “you keep doing stuff like that. So, yeah, I was assuming things, but…”
“It’s okay,” Tackey waved him off. “I’m just kidding. Plus, I did have a plan.”
Tackey felt his heart swell. Tsubasa had thought of his birthday.
“What was that plan?” he asked.
“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know,” Tsubasa said suggestively and even winked at Tackey before making his way back towards the ship’s rail.
Tackey blinked after him for a moment, then he grinned and followed Tsubasa.
“It doesn’t really matter,” he decided. “But you got me a present too, right?”
“My, aren’t we presumptuous,” Tsubasa teased.
“You did,” Tackey merely insisted.
“Yeah, I did,” Tsubasa confirmed.
Tackey couldn’t help the happy clapping of his hands. “Yay. So, what is it?” he wanted to know.
“Later,” Tsubasa said. “First we celebrate with your crew.”
Tackey felt reluctant, but agreed. He knew that they had to appreciate the party appropriately and he wanted to make sure his kouhai would know that he enjoyed the party they had organized. Thus he and Tsubasa decided to join the groups of Juniors around the boat and chat. At one point everybody got together for toasts to Tackey’s birthday. Kitayama was actually quite sentimental during his speech. He was really a good kid. Tackey was merely concerned about the environment the boy was living in. But that was something he’d discuss some other day. When it was Tsubasa’s turn, naturally the teasing continued, but Tackey didn’t mind. He always thought that it was really meant quite loving. And he got a bouquet of roses, which was absolutely lovely. The party actually kept going for quite a while and ultimately he and Tsubasa had to take one of the younger ones home to make sure that he wouldn’t be found in a public place as a drunk minor. Once that was taken care of they got back into Tackey’s car.
“So,” Tackey dragged out.
Tsubasa blinked at him. “Huh?”
They were both quite affected by the alcohol they’d had, leaning against each other for balance.
“What about my birthday present?” Tackey asked.
Tsubasa chuckled. “Drained and drunk, but you don’t forget about that, do you?”
“Maybe you don’t have anything, after all,” Tackey accused.
Tsubasa looked rather taken aback. “What? How can you suggest something like that?”
“Well, back on the boat you wouldn’t tell me what it is,” Tackey reasoned. “And now you’re not having anything on you. So, you don’t really have anything, do you?”
“Your present,” Tsubasa stated calmly, “is actually at your place.”
Tackey blinked at that. “What?”
“Yeah, I had it delivered to your place,” Tsubasa explained. “Because it wouldn’t have been convenient to carry around - or give to you around other people.”
Tackey eyed him suspiciously. Then he decided to let it go.
“We’ll see as soon as we get to my place,” he concluded.
“Oh, I’m coming back to your place with you? Tsubasa asked.
“Yeah, and if there’s no present waiting for me, you’re in big trouble.”
“I see,” Tsubasa grinned. “Very well, then.”
They arrived no five minutes later. Tackey, while not feeling overly agitated anymore, still felt anticipation surging through his body. He grew nervous as they reached the security check.
“Good evening, Takizawa-san,” he security man said politely even though it was way past midnight.
“Good evening,” Tackey greeted back.
“A parcel arrived for you today,” the young man informed him.
Tackey’s mood brightened instantly. As the package was presented to him, he eyed it curiously. It wasn’t extraordinarily large or otherwise weird-looking, which made Tackey wonder why Tsubasa hadn’t actually brought it along.
“Thank you,” he said absentmindedly.
Then he signed the board to confirm that he’d received his parcel.
“Well, there you have it, then,” Tsubasa stated.
“Yeah,” Tackey mused. “Come up with me, so I can open it together with you.”
Tsubasa didn’t seem to like that idea, though.
“It’s late. Plus, you should open it alone. That’s why I sent it here, after all.”
Tackey gave the other a curious look. Then he grinned.
“How about this, come up with me, or I can open it here.”
“No,” Tsubasa burst out. “You can’t…” He sighed. “Fine, I’ll come up with you.”
With a satisfied nod Tackey walked past the security check, Tsubasa right on his heels. The complex was huge and it took them almost five minutes to reach the door of Tackey’s apartment. They were awfully silent as they got there. Tackey could feel an awkward tension between them. He really didn’t like that, but he was hoping that once that present thing was dealt with they could relax a bit again.
“Coffee?” Tackey offered simply as they got in.
Tsubasa fumbled with his fingers. “I don’t think I should…” He sighed. “Just… open it already, if you have to do it while I’m here.”
“Why are you so edgy?” Tackey laughed.
He then opened the parcel on order to ease the tension. However, as he opened it, what he found made him stop and stare. The small package held, quite simply, a door key, one that was easy to be made out as a hotel room key. Tackey looked up, into Tsubasa’s wary eyes.
“What is this?” he asked quite bluntly.
“You know what it is,” Tsubasa answered.
“Well, yeah, but…” Tackey shook his head in confusion. “What is this?”
Tsubasa sighed. “Look, I really didn’t want to be here when you open this. I just… wanted to you to get the idea from the beginning - before you dive in.”
Tackey gave him a curious look. “Dive in what?”
“This… this is supposed to be a treasure hunt,” Tsubasa explained. “I just wanted to make sure you understand the motivation,” he muttered, avoiding Tackey’s eyes.
“The motivation,” Tackey mused. “Which would be… that I’ll be hunting you?”
He didn’t get an answer, but the red colour on Tsubasa’s cheeks gave away that Tackey had nailed it. He looked into the parcel in wonder. With deft fingers he picked up the key and inspected it closely. A small smile came to his face. When he looked back up at the other he had already decided his course of action.
“Why are you giving me this?” he asked.
“Well, because… I’ve been wanting to try to approach you for a while,” Tsubasa finally admitted. “But I never knew ow. I mean, you keep dropping the hints, but then, you’re like that with other people too, so I wasn’t sure if you’d appreciate it. And we’re working together. If something like that goes the wrong way it’ll be difficult for us. So I thought this up. I thought that if you were up for it and wanted to find me, I would know. And if you didn’t, then I could always tell you it’s a joke.”
Tackey looked the other over, weighing his options.
“How would you know that I was interested?” he then asked.
“As part of the game,” Tsubasa shrugged. “You’d come to find me.”
“In that hotel room?”
“No,” Tsubasa opposed, sounding offended. “I might not be the most creative person in the world when it’s about these things, but I can do better than that, really.”
Tackey considered the other for a moment.
“So, this is a fully organized treasure hunt?”
“Well, I organized it myself,” Tsubasa shrugged, “so it’s better not to expect too much. But yeah, it’s all settled.”
“I don’t really know what to say,” Tackey admitted. “That’s… really sweet.”
Tsubasa blinked at him. “Sweet how?”
“Just sweet,” Tackey said. “I mean, nobody’s ever thought something like that up for me.”
Tsubasa bit his lip for a second, but then he gathered all of his courage to get down to the main point.
“So, do you like it?”
“I like it a lot,” Tackey admitted. “But… do we really… you know - should we risk it? You said it yourself, if it goes the wrong way, then…”
“No,” Tsubasa cut in immediately. “I just meant if you didn’t… you know, if you didn’t feel that way, then it would be difficult. But if we feel the same way, then we should absolutely go for it.”
“Things went wrong at various points between other people,” Tackey mused. “We should not rush into this without thinking about possible consequences.”
“I agree that things can go wrong for many reasons,” Tsubasa considered the argument. “But then, the possibility of a break-up is omnipresent and shouldn’t be seen as a reason to just `leave it alone´. In addition, you and I have come a far way. I can’t think of a thing that would make me change my mind.”
“It’s true, of course,” Tackey agreed, “we’ve seen each other in pretty much every possible and impossible situation.”
“Remember that night when you wanted to get that new contract with NHK? For Jump?”
“I do,” Tackey grumbled.
“You did it well, but you drank way too much and then you threw up into my car,” Tsubasa remembered. “And then again in my bathroom.”
“And you cleaned me afterwards,” Tackey added fondly. “The question is, would you have given me a good night kiss that night?”
“I’ll always do that without a second’s hesitation,” Tsubasa promised him.
Tackey felt his heart racing in excitement. He couldn’t believe that the man he had fallen in love with was sharing the feelings. That was something completely alien to him, He’d been infatuated multiple times, but he’d never been loved back. That alone made his decision that much easier.
“Well, in that case,” Tackey concluded, “I guess I’ll better get going.”
Tsubasa blinked in confusion. “Huh? What do you mean?”
“There’s a hotel room waiting for me,” Tackey grinned.
Tsubasa chuckled, shaking his head. “You don’t have to go through the entire thing now.”
“Why not?” Tackey asked. “After the trouble you went through to organize it, I should go on that treasure hunt.”
“But… now?”
“Well,” Tackey mused. “I guess we could wait until tomorrow. But then, I’m rehearsing again tomorrow. And the day after we’re having that photo shoot. Then there’s the weekend, so we’ll both either be having plans or other work to do. How long do you want to wait to get me naked?”
Tsubasa chuckled again, but now it sounded nervous.
“So, you’re going now?” he asked.
“Yup,” Tackey nodded.
With that he swished past Tsubasa, purposefully moving close to the other, and back to the door.
“Come on,” he urged. “I’m pretty sure you have somewhere to be.”
“Guess I do,” Tsubasa agreed.
And so they left the building together and then went separate ways. It was okay, though, because Tackey knew that they would be together again soon. It was not as soon as he had expected. Tsubasa had actually put a lot of effort into that treasure hunt. As Tackey opened the hotel room with the key he had been given he found a mobile phone on the desk of the room. When Tackey checked, he found that the phone didn’t have any security set, so he could use it. There was a notification that there was an unread message. He opened it quickly and it read:
Call me: 05103426549432
Tackey clicked on the number and got a connection.
“Don Alfredo’s Pizza and delivery, how may I help you?” a young lady’s voice asked.
Tackey blinked. “Well, I… I don’t know…”
“Well, do you want to order something?” the young woman asked.
“Not really,” Tackey admitted. “I mean…” Then a thought hit him. “I want to come and pick something up.”
“Oh, sure,” the girl said. “What will you be having?”
“Ah… I’ll have one house special pizza, the carbonara and… do you have some kind of sweet cream?”
“Panna cotta,” the girl told him. “It’s sweet, but it’s not a cream, but more of a jello.”
“Yeah, that one too,” Tackey decided.
“Alright. Any drinks?”
Tackey thought about that, but he decided to trust Tsubasa to have decent drinks organized.
“No, that’s all, thank you. Can you give me the exact address?”
“You’ll receive an order confirmation with the address to your phone. Pick up name?” the girl asked.
“Takizawa.”
There was a sort pause, but then he got a confirmation. “Alright, we’ve got everything set for you.”
Upon picking up the food order Tackey found a business card stuck to the bill. It was not a business card of Alfredo’s Pizza, though, but of a well-known host club. Tackey thought for a second if it was a good idea to go there just like that, but then he once again decided to trust Tsubasa and made his way to find the club. Once there he stood at the reception and, for lack of a better idea, asked for “Tsubasa”. The young man merely nodded at him and about a minute later he came back with a young man in tow. Tackey’s stomach twisted a bit, because he hadn’t really wanted to rent a host.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, “you… you’re not really the one I’m looking for.”
Host-Tsubasa smiled at him. “Oh, I see. Then, maybe you’d rather visit this place?”
Tackey blinked as the young man pulled a flyer of a near-by karaoke bar from his jeans pocket. He accepted it with a timid nod.
“Thank you.”
“Not a problem,” host-Tsubasa assured him. “This is really romantic. You’ve got one fine lad there.”
Tackey smiled. “I guess I do. Thanks a lot.”
With his new hint Tackey went to visit the karaoke bar in question. There he got stuck, though. What should he be looking for? As he got into the entry hall he still wasn’t sure how to go about it. But then he spotted a poster of one of their singles on the wall. It was their first Yamanote Single. That gave Tackey an idea.
“Sorry,” he addressed the young girl at the counter, “what number is this song in your system?” he zasked, pointing at the poster in question.
“Oh, that one?” The girl quickly checked her computer. “Well, in the general storage it’s number 345264, because there’s an alphabetical order. But when you look it up via the panel, it’ll be number 19 in the track list of the artist.”
“19,” Tackey muttered. “Thank you.”
With that he left and made for the nearest stop of the Yamanote line. Tackey decided to count the number of stations according to the song lyrics, thus starting with Shibuya. He had a good feeling about it, when he found that the 19th station from there was actually Tokyo station. As he got there he felt once again a bit at a loss. The station was huge. Where to look for a hint? Then he jumped as his phone vibrated in his pants. Tackey checked and there was a new message. He concluded that obviously Tsubasa had tracked his phone via GPS, which wasn’t overly creative, but he had to admit that his stations had been fun. He opened the message.
Working with you is the second biggest pleasure.
Tackey laughed at that. And then he understood. Of course, the International Forum, where they had worked together. He rushed there, wondering what he would find. It took him a while to find what he was looking for. But then he spotted it. On the black board there was a message that was obviously meant for him. On a black sheet of paper he found what he expected to be the final hint. It hit him, because it wasn’t designed as an actual ad, it was merely a blank sheet with a plain black print.
If you’re looking for new love, come to new Area.
Tackey knew that name. It was a brand of pretty good love hotels.
So, a hotel, after all.
Not minding the shady notion Tackey quickly got his own phone out and looked for the nearest Area Hotel. As expected, it was really close. And so he set out to get there. As soon as he reached the house the phone in his pants vibrated again. Another message.
Room number 308
Tackey found that it was a hotel without an actual reception. There was a vending machine where you could get your key and right next to it he found the elevator. He got right in and moved to the third floor. He found his heart hammering in his chest as he reached door 308. Taking one deep breath, he stepped closer and knocked. The door was opened just a few seconds later and Tackey was left breathless at the sight that greeted him. Tsubasa was indeed in the room, waiting for him. And he left no doubt about what he was really waiting for. Clad in nothing but a black pair of tight fitting boxers he leaned against the door frame.
“Happy birthday,” he offered.
“Aw, but you’ve unpacked my present already,” Tackey fake-complained, a broad grin on his face. “Where’s the fun?”
“You’re gonna have your fun,” Tsubasa promised and that said grabbed Tackey by the hem of his jacket and pulled him inside the room.
Once the door was closed behind them Tackey felt his passion run him over and he found he couldn’t wait another second for his fun. He threw himself at the other, which made them actually clash rather unpleasantly, but he paid no mind to it and instantly smashed their lips together too. That, he found, was met by happy surprise, as he found the lips against him answering enthusiastically and arms wrapping around his form. He sighed happily, letting his body rub against Tsubasa’s sensually. He could feel the other’s skin prickle at the contact. Tsubasa seemed eager to get him naked as well, his hands finding their way under Tackey’s jacket and shirt, shifting them up a bit. Tackey was more than happy with that course of action.
Even though he felt reluctant to let go of the other, he twisted his arms backwards and with a number of rushed shrugs managed to lose his jacket. While the item simply slid to the floor, Tackey lifted his arms up so Tsubasa could remove the shirt. The look Tsubasa gave him was almost too captivating. He could have stood there and just look into those eyes all night - okay, maybe not just that all night. But Tsubasa’s eyes were indeed mesmerizing. And they were looking back at him with anticipation, passion and lust. Tackey jumped in surprise when he felt the fabric being lifted from his torso, inch, by inch, getting a bit stuck mid-way, but then up, up, up again, until Tsubasa vanished from his view for a moment and he could only feel the insistent tugging that finally got the shirt over his head. Tackey moved the shirt down his arms and dismissed it to the floor.
“You know,” he muttered, “I might get very… excited. It’s been a while.”
“Not a problem,” Tsubasa told him. He grabbed Tackey by his waistband, his fingertips dancing over Tackey’s skin right under his navel. “Just relax. If you come, that’s fine. We’ll go any way that makes you feel good. Want me to blow you?” he asked.
Already feeling himself getting hard, Tackey moaned at the prospect of getting to come.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Tsubasa grinned.
That said he started working Tackey’s pants open. He moved swiftly, which had Tackey wonder for just a second how many pants Tsubasa had already opened like that. The thought was quickly dismissed, though, when he felt those skilled fingers moving inside his pants, right around his form and down his buttocks. When he felt his butt being groped, he groaned. Tsubasa, whose attention had been caught by his hip area, looked back up to meet Tackey’s eyes.
“Okay, let’s get to it, shall we?”
“Yeah,” Tackey whispered.
He caught Tsubasa’s lips in another kiss, a more sensual one than the rushed lip-lock they got engaged in before. He moved his tongue with expertise, first opening those plush lips carefully, before dipping in with utmost joy. Tsubasa was once again very eager to answer, bringing his own tongue into the game. Brushing and rubbing, they enjoyed the sensations. Tackey felt Tsubasa trying to work his jeans over his hips, but they were awfully tight. When the tugging got more persistent Tackey pulled back from the kiss, chuckling lightly.
“Wait, let me,” he panted.
He hadn’t even noticed his breath getting short. Not that it mattered. They’d both get a lot more short-breathed in just a few minutes. Tackey managed to get the pants past his hips quite easily, but then he found his boots disturbing. He smiled apologetically at Tsubasa.
“Sorry, I’ll just…”
He bent down to get rid of his boots and socks, which proofed a lot more difficult with his pants already halfway down his legs. Ultimately it worked out, though.
“Sorry, I’m not very practiced at the moment,” he apologized.
“What are you apologizing for?” Tsubasa asked. “Bent forward and giving a wonderful view of your ass… You look just downright fuckable.”
“But… it’s my birthday,” Tackey opposed. “So we’re gonna do this the way I want it, right?”
Tsubasa grinned at him. “Of course.” He gave Tackey a quick kiss. “So, where do you want your blow-job?”
Tackey looked around the room a bit helplessly. He took his surroundings in for the first time since he’d come in. It was a very large room and it was definitely premium. The bed was huge and he sheets were made of red silk. A bit cliché maybe, but it fit the surroundings. A huge chandelier and antique looking furniture gave a very special flair. There was also a huge armchair that caught Tackey’s attention.
“This looks nice,” he mumbled.
He walked over to the armchair and seated himself. As he looked expectantly over at Tsubasa he found the other staring at him, teeth biting his already swollen lip.
“I know it’s your birthday,” Tsubasa mused, “but… would it be okay to ask you to spread your legs just a bit and let me take a picture?”
Tackey blushed at that. “Wha- are you serious?”
“Only, if it’s okay with you,” Tsubasa assured him. “But you look so incredibly hot, that needs to be captured in a picture. Let me take a photo.”
Tackey chuckled nervously, but nodded.
“Okay,” Tsubasa cheered. “Hold on.”
He rushed over to the pile of his clothes and grabbed his mobile phone. As he came back, he held the device up, ready to take a pic. Tackey still felt rather self-conscious, but he moved his body, trying to adjust himself in what he considered to be a seductive pose - he had some experience after all. He spread his legs just so and let his head fall back a bit, exposing his throat. His lips parted slightly and his eyes fixed on Tsubasa, who clicked three times altogether before putting his phone away again quickly.
“So,” Tackey dragged out. “Do I appeal as a model?”
He found Tsubasa’s lustful gaze a big turn on. And he felt like teasing. HE let his fingers dance very lightly over his chest and stomach, drawing lazy circles and seeing how Tsubasa’s eyes followed his every movement.
“Well?” Tackey pressed teasingly.
“You… yeah,” Tsubasa stuttered out. “Sorry,” he muttered.
He quickly went to grab the bottle of champagne from the small bucket on the table. The way he opened it made clear that Tsubasa was skilled in that field as well. At the same time he didn’t even bother to grab one of the glasses, but simply put the bottle straight to his mouth and took some good gulps. The sight had something enticing.
“Do I get some too?” Tackey asked.
Tsubasa nodded enthusiastically and walked right up to his new found lover. He held the bottle up and in front of Tackey’s face and the birthday boy found himself in a playful mood and caught the bottle-opening with his lips. He made a bit of a show of it, letting his tongue slip out to lick around the bottle before taking a few good sips.
“Didn’t you say you were out of practice?” Tsubasa chuckled.
“Well, I guess there are some things you don’t forget,” Tackey said suggestively. “That said, don’t forget that you wanted to do something.”
“Oh, I have it all in mind,” Tsubasa assured him.
He let the bottle in his hand tip just a bit, letting a small stream of champagne run down on and over Tackey’s upper body. With a satisfied grin he placed the bottle on the floor and knelt down between Tackey’s legs, his lips finding the little droplets of champagne. He started licking them off Tackey’s body with vigor and Tackey found himself jumping at the sensation yet again. He wanted to slap himself for being so over-sensitive, but just a second later he didn’t care anymore, because there were hot wet lips and a slippery tongue on his skin and it felt so good, he just wanted to ravel in it. Tsubasa was very enthusiastic too, exploring Tackey’s chest thoroughly, before he slowly, appreciatively moved lower, playing a bit with the navel, which elicited a surprised yelp from Tackey. Lower still, sucking on the skin on Tackey’s hip.
And then Tackey moaned loudly when he felt a hand carefully grabbing his dick and starting to pump it slowly. The reaction of his body was almost instant, he could feel his cock pulsing in excitement. Another almost keening sound escaped him as his balls were pulled rather strongly. His eyes found Tsubasa’s and that time it was Tsubasa who made a show, licking his lips slowly, keeping eye contact as he bent forward and finally licking the stiffening shaft from base to tip. The eye contact was lost when Tackey closed his eyes. And then, finally, he could feel it. Hot. Wet. Downright wonderful. His lover’s mouth had engulfed his member and was moving up and down in slow motion, applying light suction.
“Oh god,” Tackey sighed. His hand unconsciously moved into Tsubasa’s hair, stroking it encouragingly. “So good.”
Tsubasa hummed around his length, giving him wonderful vibration in addition to the wonderful sucking sensation. The hand on his balls was back as well, massaging them almost lovingly. When the mouth working him attached itself to the base of his cock and slurped around it, Tackey bucked his hips involuntarily.
“Oh, fuck,” Tackey cursed.
His eyes were screwed shut and he feared that he might come as soon as the other got back to sucking him off. The mouth on him was very creative, though. Licking him, nudging the sensitive flesh, even rubbing his cheek against the prominent length. Only when he apparently thought he’d played around enough he went back to the real thing. Deeper this time and sucking stronger and more quickly.
“Ah,” Tackey exclaimed, unable to restrain himself any longer. “Oh my… oh god, you…”
He moved his hips against the delicious mouth, in order to to ease some of the pressure. It felt a bit relieving too, but then the sensations grew more and more intense and he knew that if he wouldn’t hold on for much longer.
“Tsubasa,” he gasped out, “stop. I… I don’t want to come like this.”
Tsubasa quickly slowed his ministrations, letting the sensations ease out before he pulled away entirely.
“You sure?” he asked, his voice a bit hoarse. “I can tell you need to come.”
“But I want to come inside you,” Tackey gasped. “If you’ll let me.”
“Happily,” Tsubasa agreed.
He got up from the floor and Tackey stared yet again. Apparently Tsubasa had jerked himself while pleasuring him, because by now he too was fully erect. Without even thinking about it Tackey reached out with his hand and cupped Tsubasa’s groin, feeling the pulsing heat under the fabric of black boxers.
“Get on the bed,” Tackey instructed.
The other complied silently, retreating slowly and making sure that Tackey got a good view of his ass as he crawled onto the bed. Tackey grinned. More playtime for him. He got up quickly and, thinking ahead, he got himself one of the condoms from the bowl on the table along with the lube from the night stand, placing both items right on the bed. Next he followed his lover onto the bed, covering his form with his own body.
“Is it okay, if it’s just this?” he asked.
“It’s your birthday,” Tsubasa reminded him. “Anything you want is fine.”
“I want you to enjoy it,” Tackey told him.
He nuzzled Tsubasa’s neck, kissing it lovingly. He let his body rest on his lover’s, their forms fitting together perfectly. It was a dream come true. Tackey had imagined a situation like that so often and there he was, on top of Tsubasa, kissing him, hands exploring a muscled back. His cock was blissfully trapped between his abs and Tsubasa’s buttocks. He couldn’t resist rubbing himself a bit against his lover, but for the main part, he still appreciated that amazing back. Slowly he shifted downwards, kissing and licking his way down and around Tsubasa’s spine. He found a few sensitive spots and relished in teasing them until Tsubasa mewled as if to urge him to move on. Further down, down, his nose rubbing the little hollow in Tsubasa’s small. Then his chin reached the waistband of that black pair of boxers. He took it between his teeth and pulled on it playfully.
“Get them off, already,” Tsubasa demanded.
“Mh, eager,” Tackey analysed.
“Quite,” the other agreed. “Now get going.”
“Happily.”
He grabbed the boxers firmly and with a single tug brought them down over Tsubasa’s plush round ass. Tackey had to bite back a groan. It was going to be incredibly good to fuck that adorable backside. But first things first. Tackey carefully slid the boxers down his lover’s legs. Of course, he made sure to create skin contact, stroking legs and ankles.
“Tease,” Tsubasa accused him.
“You have no idea,” Tackey warned him.
As soon as the disturbing garment was gone Tackey made to appreciate Tsubasa’s now finally naked ass with both of his hands kneading the firm flesh.
“Mmhhhh,” Tsubasa hummed.
Tackey kept working the sensitive flesh, stroking, groping and then giving an experimental slap. Tsubasa gasped in surprise, but did not voice any complaints and so Tackey kept going, making the entire round go red with stimulation. And seeing that he couldn’t hold himself back anymore, the butt looked downright delicious, so he bent his head and tried biting lightly into a buttock.
“Oh my god,” Tsubasa sighed as a shiver ran down his body.
Tackey smiled. Next he used his tongue on the wonderful round, licking it up and down. He had a field day on the skin that was so willingly presented to him and Tsubasa relished the pleasurable treatment. Hands and tongue and lips, all of his body and mind was focused on that deliciously looking behind. He started to pull the buttocks apart, teasing the rim just so.
“Uh,” Tsubasa moaned. “P-please…”
And Tackey complied, of course. Pulling the cheeks apart strongly he moved his mouth right over the little bud in the middle. He licked over it experimentally one, twice.
“Oh yeah,” Tsubasa urged him, “feels good. More.”
And that did it. The needy tone in his lover’s voice reminded him of his own lust. He moved forward even more demandingly, now pushing his tongue against the opening he was longing to push his cock into. He flicked his tongue up and down quickly, then he sucked on the puckered skin and closed his lips around it to ease the teasing.
“Fuck,” he heard Tsubasa cursing against the mattress.
Tackey’s lips and tongue moved on and around the hole, stimulating it, loosening it, encouraging a reaction on every contact, until finally the rim gave way a bit and the tip of his tongue could intrude the body in front of him. Once he had found his way in, he closed his lips around the hole, tongue still teasing inside and sucking, then pushing again, sucking, pushing…
“Oh god, Aki,” Tsubasa burst out. “Please, I… I can’t… oh god, do it now. I want you in me.”
Tackey didn’t have to be told twice. He grabbed the bottle of lube quickly, got some on his fingers and finished stretching the already pulsing hole. It didn’t take long and Tackey had three fingers in, pushing repeatedly and making Tsubasa squirm and moan under him. He sighed, trying to calm himself just a bit. He couldn’t embarrass himself by coming upon entry. But then, he couldn’t let the other wait for too long. He’d just have to keep his act together. And so he grabbed the condom from the sheet, unwrapped it and put it on. Then he robbed up against Tsubasa’s lying form, pulled his ass up a bit and positioned himself. “He felt his tip pressing against the rim muscles and they gave way almost too easily, letting his length ease in, inch by inch. He stopped about half-way.
“Okay?” he asked against Tsubasa’s ear.
“Uhn,” was the only answer he received, but is sounded encouraging, so he continued.
When he was buried entirely inside his lover, he closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. It was hot, tight and it moved around his cock. Just wonderful.
“If you don’t start moving now, I’ll buck you off and get the job done myself,” Tsubasa warned.
His voice sounded strained, so Tackey guessed that he was at his limits. Same as himself. So maybe it wouldn’t be all that bad if he didn’t last. He had to start moving at any rate. And so he did. Slow, steady rocking motions to set a rhythm.
“Sorry, are you at dance practice, or are we fucking?”
“Oh, you want to know if I’m fucking you?” Tackey asked. “I’ll show you.”
With that he picked up the pace, moving his hips freely, demandingly, driving into his lover with force, taking him relentlessly. He felt that the rhythm would drove him over the edge in a mere minute, but he didn’t care anymore. It felt so fucking incredible, he simply wanted to lose himself in it. He could hear Tsubasa moaning, his voice getting high in a way Tackey had never heard before. It turned him on to think that - a voice for him alone, one that nobody else would hear.
“Oh god, oh god, yeah… oh, do it, do it,” Tsubasa urged him. “Just like that.”
Tackey felt the rush running through his body.
“I’m gonna come,” he whispered.
“Okay,” Tsubasa panted out, “just keep fucking me. Give it all to me. Fast. Hard.”
That was a request Tackey was only too happy to fulfil. He kept thrusting steadily. At some point he pulled out only about an inch anymore before driving himself back in to the hilt. It was so good. Too good. Too much. He moaned when he felt Tsubasa under him shaking lightly, the tight tunnel around his dick pulsing repeatedly. Tsubasa had pulled himself to completion and he so badly wanted to follow. He kept pushing in demandingly, he could already feel it. So close. Just a bit more.
“Fuck,” Tackey sighed, his hips starting to move by themselves, quick, uncontrolled jerks.
And finally, he knew it was bound to come. His entire body flared up and then that knot that had been forming in the pit of his stomach, growing, building up the tension, let loose and the tension unloaded through his entire body. His hips kept jerking repeatedly, his head spinning, arms shaking with the rest of his body as he released inside his lover’s ass. His cock twitched again and again, shooting his seed out. H rode the feeling out, moving his hips slowly back and forth, causing nice after sensations for both of them. It took him a few moments to come back down again. Once the shakes left him he let his upper body simply fall forward and over Tsubasa.
“Hey,” the man complained.
“Sorry,” Tackey mumbled. “Just a minute.”
Tsubasa voiced no more complaints and Tackey kept to his word and as soon as he trusted his arms to support him, carefully removed himself from Tsubasa’s body. With a sigh he lay down next to his lover and smiled at him.
“Hey,” he said simply.
Tsubasa chuckled, but nodded at him. “Hey,” he answered back.
“So… wow, huh?” Tackey said simply.
“Yeah, that was definitely something,” the other agreed. “I absolutely want to do that again.”
“Same here,” Tackey agreed. “Say, why is it that we haven’t been doing this for years already?”
“Hm… because I was being a jerk about that solo project of yours and you tend to be ridiculously resentful over stuff like that?” Tsubasa suggested.
Now Tackey was the one who chuckled. “Wow, that’s very… accurate, I guess. But… it doesn’t matter now,” he decided. He snuggled up against Tsubasa, who let himself be pulled into a loving embrace. “We’ve got each other now, so what was before doesn’t matter anymore at all.”
“You’re still a prick sometimes,” Tsubasa told him.
“Mh, but you want me to use my prick on you again right? So you’ll have to bear with me,” Tackey countered.
“I can do that,” Tsubasa decided.
They smiled at each other. Tackey couldn’t remember when last he’d felt so happy, joyful even. The man he loved was willingly sharing a bed with him and had already announced that he had plans to repeat the routine. Things didn’t get much better. They shared a short, but loving kiss, before settling down to get some much needed sleep. For a moment Tackey wondered if some of his kouhai would ask him about his “alone time” with Tsubasa during rehearsals and what he should be saying. But then, he decided that he didn’t have to answer to anyone. It was nobody’s business, but theirs. They would share their love with each other privately. Every day. And with that thought in mind Tackey drifted off to a very refreshing sleep.