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a reality far more beautiful than any dream

[They'd taken not Wataru's hot air balloon, but a private jet to this location. Why? A surprise date for Wataru. It had been explained away easily enough. To create more connections for fine overseas, while also completing something business-wise. There were little pieces of business, basically, here and there that he would tend to, but for the most part, the next two weeks were his and Wataru's. And they were here... in Paris.

Well, it's only the first day, and the flight was quite long, so they're in their hotel room. Somehow, Eichi had managed to get away with getting them a shared one— a suite with an impressive view of the city from a large window. And somehow, he'd managed to convince his family that Wataru was enough of a guard as he'd ever need. They insisted on check ins, because of that, but Eichi could do that.

Right now, though, what he cared about the most was spending time with Wataru. It's been a scandalous few months of hiding this from everyone, keeping it to stolen kisses in the student council room, or little love messages hidden in their exchange diary. But behind these closed doors, with the curtains closed?

He can wrap his arms around Wataru just as he sets his bag down, leaning forward and kissing him right on the lips. Hmm, yes, he's been wanting to do this the entire flight, the cab ride from the airport, the walk to the elevator... and so on and so forth. Wataru can feel the thirst.]

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[If Wataru is being honest, he's surprised Eichi didn't give in on the plane. They were almost totally alone in the jet, they could have gotten away with something, but since the flight attendant and the pilots knew the family, maybe it was wiser to leave things be. Well, at least he got a kick out of the needy look in Eichi's eyes, the way his gaze would dart around when Wataru would stare back for too long. He didn't dare do any more than link pinkies with him in the rougher parts of the flight.

Now, though. Baggage is set aside, bellhops are tipped, and they have two weeks to enjoy this before they fly back. He so rarely lets Eichi get away with spoiling him, but this time he forgave it. This time he allowed all the fuss, all the grandeur. And now Eichi's lips are on his, firmly and sweetly, his arms are wrapped tightly around him and... He lets himself get carried away, too. He settles his hands on Eichi's hips and kisses him soundly, none of the frantic, fleeting kisses at school, none of the angst of hiding. It's just the two of them, now, and Wataru's heart is overflowing.]

Eichi... it's beautiful.

Fufu... I'm relieved to hear that you like it. I was a bit worried it might be too much.

[It certainly is a lot. Expensive things everywhere. But... for it to look as normal as possible, it has to be that way. He hums against Wataru's lips before he pulls back, linking their hands to tug him back towards the bed.]

I was able to plan it out rather efficiently, so it wasn't an issue at all. We have it almost entirely to ourselves... Wataru.

It is a bit much, but I hope you always remember this time that I relented and let you spirit me away! It's no hot air balloon rocket, but it's still a grand enough gesture to move even my heart!

[Oh. Hands. He takes the offered hands and stands stock still for a moment, even as Eichi begins moving. Of course, he can't help being tugged along by Eichi's enthusiasm and momentum. He's definitely going for the bed, though.]

Oh, are you tired from the flight?

Not at all.

[But he'd say that no matter what, wouldn't he? He slows his steps a little.]

To be honest, my thoughts couldn't stop racing the entire time, so I feel quite awake, though that may end before the day is over. [He didn't even nap properly...] I want to spend all of my time with Wataru, without wasting a moment.

[Wataru isn't completely sure what Eichi is going for here, but maybe that's willful ignorance on his part. Frankly, the mere thought of resting with Eichi in his arms is enough to set Wataru on proverbial fire.]

I noticed the way you were looking at me. I know you want to say something, so please go ahead and say it.

I see... I thought I was being subtle.

[Please. He moves to brush some of Wataru's bangs from his eyes, then trails down to his braid, winding it around his fingertips as he speaks. He's standing with his legs against the side of the bed, but stops there.]

This is a rare chance for us. We're able to be close without so much risk... In a far away country like this, we may even be able to link hands in public, if we're careful enough.

I'd like to enjoy it fully. Every moment together with you, whether alone, or in the open... I'd like to get a fill of Wataru so satisfying that it can carry us through to graduation. [And then he'll demand more.]

More than that... I want you, you know~? Though I'm a little embarrassed at saying something so bluntly.

When do you ever take the care to be subtle? I'm touched!☆

[And he feels Eichi stroke his hair, which always might as well bring him to his knees. Such gentleness, such possessiveness. Wataru doesn't mind being kept a bit.

Leaning in, he urges Eichi back, planting a hand on the bed so the inertia of him moving forward will suggest that Eichi make his way properly onto the bed.]

Here, away from everything and everyone, I can be your Wataru, and yours alone. Say it bluntly, that you adore me, that you want and need me. Let me drink of all that affection!☆ Who knows when we'll have this freedom again? Even if I'm hesitant to let you spoil me at the expense of others, when it's just us... when it's you and me and the world fades away, ah, Eichi!☆ I could want nothing more than to be yours.

[By now, he's eased Eichi back onto the bed, and he kisses him with ferocity that equals the ambition in Eichi's heart, showing that he also wants to possess a piece of Eichi not spared for anyone else.]

[This, this, he wants all of this, more of this. His heart is pounding so hard, but instead of pain it feels like pure pleasure. Ecstasy. He's kissed and he kisses back, leaned completely on his back now, tugging Wataru's braid to keep him close, like a leash he doesn't want to let go.

He speaks between kissing him, but continues to do so, even breathless. Kiss, kiss, words, more kiss, varying depths of it— he's so lost in this.]

Then, allow me to continue to be blunt. I want you, Wataru... Every bit of you is something I want to keep to myself. To close my hands around you would mean to block out your light from the rest of the world, which I don't want to do, but— there are times when I want to feel that glow alone, to open my palms and find you there.

[So many words, to match with so many kisses.]

For as much as I want to hold you, I also... [He trails off at that one, though. He wants to hold him, to go after him, capture him, keep him. Of course he does. That's the Eichi everyone knows. But he also wants to be held... by strong arms. To be wanted. To be liked, no— loved. His next kiss is extra sweet.]

You want what? [He kisses Eichi again, and his heart pounds. He feels like he could radiate light right now. Like he could light the whole world.] To be mine as well? To be held close and told all my secrets and to hear me whisper my affection in your ear?

[He breaks the kiss only to move beside Eichi's ear.]

May a fool love you this dearly? This far away from everyone, let me say it in every way I can: Eichi Tenshouin, I love you. You have part of me I never want to give to anyone else. If this is the folly of youth, then perhaps I am the greatest of jesters, but I'll say it anyway!☆

[It steals his breath away. Those words, spoken so close to his ear, give him goosebumps. He wraps his arms around Wataru more completely, even if his hand is still tangled with the end of his braid, and he breathes out something like a shudder.

Someone like him... can be loved?]

Wataru... You've never been a jester to me. My idol, the one who I admire... someone that I wanted to reach, no matter the price. Don't you understand?

[His eyes sting a bit, and he realizes it's because he's got tears in them. Just a little, but they're there, noticeable if Wataru pulls back enough to meet his face again. He's just so happy, so relieved. He's loved...]

I love you, too. I have for quite some time, so... please continue to hold me without letting go.

[Wataru hears a hitch in Eichi's tone and pulls back to look at him with wide eyes. Eichi, thought of so highly by so many, has always looked up at Wataru. The way his eyes shine with emotion moves Wataru, too, more than ever.

Maybe he thought Eichi already knew. Maybe he thought saying he loved him was a formality. That surely it was obvious. But it seems Eichi's a but surprised, or at least not prepared to hear it properly. He says it again, looking directly into Eichi's eyes.]

I love you. I have for quite some time, as well. I thought you knew.☆ [Wataru beams, then leans in for another kiss. This time his hands are on Eichi's lapels, then the buttons of his shirt, unfastening them without even asking.] Let me hold you. Tell me what will make you happiest. I'll give you everything, Eichi.

[He laughs happily into the kiss, reaching back to rub at his own eyes and chase the rest of those tears away.]

What makes me the happiest is you, Wataru.

[That's all it takes, and that's what he has right now. Blinking, he smiles, leans into the kiss and touches those hands undoing his shirt, loving it. They move after that, too, wrap around Wataru's shoulders again as one of his legs rise, knee brushing along the side of Wataru's hip.]

You've consistently given me more than I deserve. This love, too... What I want more than anything else, now, is to be able to give it back to you tenfold. Not with you behind me or below me, but by my side, Wataru.

Let's allow our love to meet and mix, like this... ♪

Like this...☆

[He can't stop this impulse to kiss Eichi, to hold him close and keep him. They have two weeks, right? Two weeks to show his love and make Eichi his own. He resolves to do it. In exchange for Eichi bringing them here, he'll make sure Eichi has never felt more loved in his life.

A hand smooths down Eichi's upper chest, feeling for his heartbeat.]

I'll stay by your side as long as you'll let me.

[Eichi breathes in deep, his heart beating fast and hard beneath Wataru's palm, his back arching so that his chest can press into it, showing it off. His heartbeat, his want, his love.]

As long as I'm alive.

[He tugs Wataru down again, to kiss him, teeth grazing lightly over his lower lip.] I want you to be there, Wataru.

I'd like to live... as much as possible with you. As long as possible, too, but in the short time I have... I want it to be explosive and exciting. Let's gather many ideas from this city of romance, and do them all...

[Wataru breathes him in, feels the warmth of his skin and the beating of his heart and just melts on the inside. This is love. This is what it feels like to be cherished and adored. And he'll give it back a hundredfold. Eichi wants this until the end, and Wataru will do everything in his power to be by Eichi's side.]

All of them, one by one, until your very heart overflows with my love!

[Descending, he fairly lays atop Eichi, braced off him on elbows, a hand tangling fingers in soft blonde hair. The kisses are unrelenting, as is his passionate affection. It's like he was waiting for so long for a door to be opened, and now that it is, he can't contain himself.]

Tonight, since the sun is setting soon, let's stay here. We'll make love and gaze out over the city in all its splendor, and from tomorrow on, we'll live grandly. Like two princes, with fates forever entwined.

[Make love... His face burns up at that, and his laugh is more like a giggle. Once more, his fingers find Wataru's hair, and then trail to his braid, drawing it closer and kissing the end.]

I like the sound of that.

[All of it. Every bit. Fates forever entwined... He feels out of breath, and he wants to push that even further. So, he leaves his words simply at that. The less he says, the more he's usually thinking, and that's the truth now as he pulls Wataru into an even deeper kiss. His legs still shift, one rubbing against his side, and his free hand tugs at Wataru's shirt now, wanting to rid him of it. It feels like they have all the time in the world, that there's no need for rushing, even as passionate as they are. Like they can let it draw out forever, enjoying ecstasy.]

[He didn't protest or qualify the statement or do anything else, so Wataru knows Eichi's gone into processing overdrive. That just means, with a small affirmation, that Wataru doesn't have to hold back.

His heart is light as he leans back just enough to pull his own shirt off, then his hands work to take Eichi's off fully and properly in turn. Then he traces slow, soft lines down Eichi's torso, before breaking the kiss again and pressing his lips down on the previously hidden skin.]

My Eichi... I've wanted this for so long...

[To be honest, he still can't believe it. Their first little kiss, then to more, then to a whole scandal... with no one the wiser. It's an explosion of love, and he wants to feel it more every day. Wataru's attention to his skin is something he adores, and he shifts to show it, breathing out a soft laugh, shivering in pleasure. He's always so insecure of his body, but Wataru can make that melt right away.]

Surely... not as long as I have.

[Not at all. He curls a leg around the back of Wataru's legs, encouraging him to stay close, practically locking him in place. He lets his braid drop free so he can smooth both hands up his chest, over those nice shoulders, squeezing.]

You're beautiful.

Oh? Is it a contest? Fufufu...

[He treats Eichi like he's the most precious thing on the planet, slow, sweet kisses pressed here and there until Eichi pulls him and holds him close. He doesn't dare even think of backing off.

Instead, he lavishes attention on Eichi's neck and face, touches and kisses as he looks down reverently.]

You're everything. Let me show you...?

Show me.

[He answers, turning his head to allow for the kisses at his face and neck, wanting more. Body stretching beneath him to show off, to invite even more— his want is clear, and he knows Wataru can read him. But he also knows Wataru prefers when he speaks his mind, too.]

You can take the rest of my clothes off, too, can't you? I want to feel those fingers of yours across every inch of my body. The electricity that follows them... Ah, I want to be pushed like that, driven crazy until I can't take it anymore and want to clutch those hands in mine and pin them down myself.

[His eyes catch Wataru's, mischievous.]

You're someone who can drive me to that point without boring me, aren't you, Wataru~?

Eichi, if I ever bored you, it would be the very end of the world itself! The apocalypse brought upon us! No, let me be your moon, and you my stars. Not that even a billion suns can compare to the marvel that is you.

[His voice is low as his hands travel down and down, caressing with all affection and reverence. How long had they both silently wanted this? How many times had they alluded to it, or discussed it in faint, distant terms? And now Wataru is here with Eichi, unfastening his pants and urging him to lift his hips so he can pull them down.]

Let me touch you until your desire wins out. Until all the coiled up need in you bursts forth and you pounce on me like a ravenous beast~!

[He laughs, lifting his hips and holding onto Wataru to keep his balance as he does, watching his pants as they're pulled free.]

I promise I'll return your passion with three times the intensity, just as I do with anything. ♪

[Working three times as hard... He wants to feel it, though, to pause and be spoiled, to receive every bit of attention he can until he can't hold back himself.]

Wind me up, Wataru. ♪ Fufu, I never grow tired of hearing you say such beautiful, extravagant things, either. I'd like to be wound up in those words of yours. They call this the city of love, don't they?

Indeed! The city where our love will fully blossom, mon amour!

[Wataru pulls the pants down fully and deposits them carelessly on the floor. There's no need for caution right now, just connection. And he'll have it. They both will. He'll shower Eichi with all the affection he's long been missing, with all the passion he's held back.

His hands run down to Eichi's hips, and he curls fingers around them, his thumbs brushing the front. Then he lowers his head and presses strategic, teasing kisses to his skin. Thumbs sliding up, he hooks them into Eichi's underwear and pulls them down slowly, more slowly than the pants. A tease.]

Show me everything... Show me your heart, as well as your body~

[He's already half hard, and if he's ashamed by it, he certainly doesn't show it. Instead, his breaths hang on every movement from Wataru, and his body answers to every touch. Like a puppet, he lifts his hips into the press of fingers, lowers when they slide down, and once again, his own hand finds Wataru's braid and twirls it around his finger.]

I'll be incredibly greedy, you know.

[Spoken soft, like a warning, even if he knows it won't scare Wataru off. It's more like flirting, in their case. A playful tease, waiting to be welcomed. His bare legs shift along the bed, trying to press against Wataru wherever he can, purposefully stretching out contact.]

Have you not noticed? When you direct your greed at me, I turn to you like a little flower seeking the sun~☆

[He can't help himself. He really can't. He knows he's supposed to tease Eichi and that touching him directly would be counter to that, but... One little kiss to that heated flesh won't hurt, right? How about a lick? Ah, but then he backs away, looking up at his lover with dark eyes.

Moving up again, he holds himself up over Eichi, kissing his lips with all gentleness, pressing their bare chests together, letting his clothed lower body come into contact with Eichi's.]

And you alone know the depths of my greed. At least, you have the notion of it. Everyone else thinks Wataru Hibiki is incapable of such a thing as this.

Mmn...

[A direct lick is cheating, but Eichi can't bring himself to say a thing against it. He's busy gasping out quietly at it, face turning slightly to the side, fingers slipping down that braid to hold it closer to the end. He's being a complete pillow queen right now, honestly. He wants to see how much Wataru can drive him wild...

And how much Wataru will beg to be touched, as well. Will he not plead at all? Will he not even break a sweat? Or maybe can Eichi see him looking desperate, too? Ahh, he's so excited... And he kisses back with that excitement.]

That's because you've pointed so much of it at me that they can't comprehend it. [Even Eichi is aware that Wataru has no standards, going for him. Well, Eichi is probably the biggest Eichi critic out there, actually. He tugs on that braid to kiss him again, hips trying to roll up into the body pressing over his.]

[He'll happily let Eichi enjoy all of this. He'll let him lay back and soak up all the affection and attention Wataru hasn't been able to give, that he's only mentioned in large gestures and grand words. Nothing small and subtle like the way their lips move together now, or as tantalizing as the way his hips rock forward. Whether he can survive his own tempting with his dignity intact remains to be seen.]

Then let no one comprehend my love! My greed! Let me commit this sin gladly with you, for you, because of you~!

[He pulls his body up, not letting Eichi have consistent friction yet, knowing he himself would lose control if he wasn't so careful.]

Even if by sinning I am cast out of Heaven, I'll find a much sweeter, more decadent paradise right here.

[He traces a finger over Eichi's lower lip, smiling down at him.]

Edited (i love html) 2019-05-18 03:20 (UTC)

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