a reality far more beautiful than any dream

[finethanks]

[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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[demachi]

[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...

[finethanks]

[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.

[demachi]

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...?

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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~?

[demachi]

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~!

[finethanks]

[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?

[demachi]

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~

[finethanks]

[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.]

[demachi]

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.

[finethanks]

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.]

[demachi]

[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.]