Evan continued to savor Kiyoshi's kisses, responding in kind, both gentle and fervent, as much as he was able from his prone and bound position. He hummed softly, his eyes falling partially closed and a shiver running through his body, when Kiyo ran his fingernails down the underside of one of his raised arms.
He was really starting to get into this business of letting Kiyo run things when his partner got up and left the bed. Evan mumbled in protest but figured he knew where Kiyo was headed. Sure enough, his lover gathered up a small arm load of large candles and began lighting and placing them on either side of the bed. Tucking his hands behind his head, Evan waited patiently for his companion to finish arranging the mood lighting and come back to him.
Raising his eyebrows at Kiyoshi's remark when he turned back to him, Evan gave him a questioning glance and waited for more elaboration. What he received was another comment that was slightly more descriptive but perhaps not one of the ones he was most hoping to hear while laying naked in a bed. Ah well, Evan smiled at Kiyo as his lover bent down next to him and began teasing him with light strokes of his tongue. Pretty was a compliment at least; he'd take those over the alternative anytime.
The expression on Kiyo's face said that he meant what he said in the best possible way. Evan had time to be somewhat mollified while his companion made an almost reverent trail down his body. All thought quickly fled when Kiyo took hold of his hips and bent to kiss the tip of his erection. His lover had his complete and utter attention. Evan stared down at Kiyoshi, now finding himself the one to be completely enraptured by the sight in front of him. His lover was bent over him with his lips wrapped around his cock. It was a beautiful image that would stay with him long after tonight.
Evan tilted his head back and closed his eyes, moaning in pleased agony. He could not keep his eyes off his partner for very long. He wanted to watch, felt an overwhelming need to see what Kiyo was doing.
Kiyoshi continued to do amazing things to him. Evan sighed a small disbelieving gasp when a slender hand reached up and cupped his balls; he thought he couldn't be teased any more but apparently he was wrong. It felt so damn good. A large part of him did not want Kiyo to stop and another part of him wanted to show his companion exactly how all this drove him wild in the best possible way.
His lover eventually pulled away and expressed his love. Evan smiled through the haze of pleasure and agreed. "I love you too.†Then Kiyo said words that helped him make a choice.
Reaching down, he tucked his hands under Kiyo's shoulders and hauled up against his chest. He then wrapped an arm around his lover and held him tightly as he rolled them both over. "Want does not seem like a strong enough word. I...†Evan sighed and tried to think of a better way to put how he felt. "must have you. You are irresistible, Kiyo.â€
Evan reached over and took the lube from the nightstand and quickly coated himself. "Ask and ye shall receive, especially on your birthday.†He slid himself easily inside his partner, taking care in the beginning, but Kiyo was still somewhat stretched from their previous play. Groaning with need, he bent over his partner, resting his weight on his elbows, and began moving in a slow but insistent rhythm.
Private Party (attn: Evan)
Kiyoshi was sitting on Evan's bed, huddled up in a pile of blankets like a little den, facing the wall. He had the phone tucked to his ear and he spoke softly into it. He'd known his parents (not his biological family but his adopted family) would call, because they always called. It was his birthday after all. He spoke to them on a fairly regular basis, but he always felt distant somehow. Like he didn't really belong. It wasn't their doing, it was his.
"Did you get the present we sent you?"
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you," Kiyo responded. He had always called them sir and ma'am. Maybe it was how he kept them at a distance. He was only just starting to wonder about that now.
"Are you doing anything special for your birthday this year?"
They asked the same thing every year and every year Kiyo mumbled a no. He didn't see anything different about his birthday; it was just a day. This year, however, his answer was different.
"Uhm. Yes actually," he said quietly. "The people at work gave me a party. They decorated one of the rooms at Terminus and kept me after work. Some of the R'asa came. It was... fun. There was an ice cream cake."
There was a stunned silence on the end of the phone. Then an almost nervous chuckle from his mother. "Oh no," she said, humor evident in her warm voice. "Not ice cream cake!"
"I ate a little. I didn't want to be rude."
There was another long quiet moment and then Kiyo's father spoke. "I'm so glad you're getting along there Kiyoshi. You like it in Nachton?"
Kiyo nodded although he knew they couldn't see it. "Yeah," he said. "I really do. I think I want to stay here for a while."
"Do you think... maybe we could come and see you sometime?" His mother's voice was still hesitant.
His father added, "I have always wanted to see it. Is it very cold?"
Kiyo smiled a little and nodded. "Yeah, it's much colder than it is there. And very dry. There's been a lot of snow."
"Snow! You're staying warm, right? Do you have clothes? We should send you some sweaters! And you need socks!"
He shifted under the blankets, tugged them tight around him, and answered his mother. "I'm very warm. I bought clothes, you don't need to send me any. But thank you."
With the help of one large vampire space heater, yes, Kiyo was staying very warm. Some things, they did not need to know.
The conversation continued, somewhat stilted but overall a lot smoother than usual when he was talking to them. Kiyo felt... he didn't know what... more inclined to be accepting of his family. Maybe because he was so far away. Maybe because he was happy. He didn't know. They had never quite felt like his, but at the same time he supposed he did love him. They had taken him in when he was small and terrified and loved him as best they knew how and that counted for a lot.
When he hung up the phone he actually referred to them as 'mother' and 'father,' something he hadn't done since he was still a child new to their home, crying from nightmares in his bed alone. His mother had come to him then and held him tight, rocked him to sleep.
For the first time Kiyo thought he must have hurt her when he left home so abruptly. No, that wasn't fair, he realized. He'd known it would hurt them both but he'd done it anyway. He'd had to. But... he really was a jerk sometimes.
Kiyo set the phone aside and lay back on the bed, still curled up inside his blankets. He smiled a little bit, thinking of his birthday party. It had been fun. Everyone he cared about had been there. Evan, of course, and Guillaume and Tavi and Greer too, and Angelina and some of their other co-workers. He had actually gotten presents! Many of them were already hidden away in secret little places so he could take them out and look at them now and then. No one would take them from him here though, so he had left plenty of them out too.
It was nice to actually think of Nachton, of Terminus, as home.
Evan Talkingwater
12 years ago
Kiyoshi Salinas
12 years ago
Kiyo smiled happily at Evan's words. He was irresistible? Really? He found it hard to believe that his feeble attempts at seduction could possibly have turned Evan on like this but apparently they did. Maybe he should be forward more often?
Either way Evan pulled him up with arms like iron, wrapping around him and crushing him close. Kiyo felt a stab of desire at that treatment and clung to Evan tightly as he was gently maneuvered back beneath his boyfriend.
"Oh, boy," was all he could breathlessly say as Evan quickly used the lube and then glided easily into him. He sucked in a long gasp of air, lifting his hips to meet Evan's movements, a little whimper of delight issuing from his parted lips.
"Evan..." Kiyo was already seeing sparkles in front of his eyes. He was so turned on though, he wasn't sure stamina would be on the plate for this round.
He looked up at Evan, who was still bathed in the gentle glow of the flickering candlelight. He was perfectly chiseled, so handsome, a beautiful sight. Kiyo molded himself against him, lifting one leg to wrap it tightly around Evan's waist.
As Evan set a slow, intense rhythm, Kiyo raised his hips in time, making sure Evan had a deep angle for each thrust. He gave a soft cry of pleasure each time his partner filled him. The sensation was incredible. Evan fit him so well; the stretching, the pressure... he couldn't define exactly what it was that felt so damn good but Evan had it in spades.
Forgetting himself, he murmured in Spanish. In didn't matter, right? Evan knew what he was saying. It was fairly nonsensical... pleas for divine intervention, help to be strong, he didn't know what he was saying really. He just knew that Evan was his most perfect match in every way. He was in heaven.
His hands slid down to caress Evan's spectacularly muscled chest, swirling over the taut nipples before gliding back up to smooth themselves over the hard muscles of Evan's shoulders and arms. As they moved together in a steady, erotic rhythm Kiyo tried to touch as much as possible, murmuring Evan's name interspersed with soft promises of love.
Either way Evan pulled him up with arms like iron, wrapping around him and crushing him close. Kiyo felt a stab of desire at that treatment and clung to Evan tightly as he was gently maneuvered back beneath his boyfriend.
"Oh, boy," was all he could breathlessly say as Evan quickly used the lube and then glided easily into him. He sucked in a long gasp of air, lifting his hips to meet Evan's movements, a little whimper of delight issuing from his parted lips.
"Evan..." Kiyo was already seeing sparkles in front of his eyes. He was so turned on though, he wasn't sure stamina would be on the plate for this round.
He looked up at Evan, who was still bathed in the gentle glow of the flickering candlelight. He was perfectly chiseled, so handsome, a beautiful sight. Kiyo molded himself against him, lifting one leg to wrap it tightly around Evan's waist.
As Evan set a slow, intense rhythm, Kiyo raised his hips in time, making sure Evan had a deep angle for each thrust. He gave a soft cry of pleasure each time his partner filled him. The sensation was incredible. Evan fit him so well; the stretching, the pressure... he couldn't define exactly what it was that felt so damn good but Evan had it in spades.
Forgetting himself, he murmured in Spanish. In didn't matter, right? Evan knew what he was saying. It was fairly nonsensical... pleas for divine intervention, help to be strong, he didn't know what he was saying really. He just knew that Evan was his most perfect match in every way. He was in heaven.
His hands slid down to caress Evan's spectacularly muscled chest, swirling over the taut nipples before gliding back up to smooth themselves over the hard muscles of Evan's shoulders and arms. As they moved together in a steady, erotic rhythm Kiyo tried to touch as much as possible, murmuring Evan's name interspersed with soft promises of love.
Evan Talkingwater
12 years ago
His partner's words made him chuckle softly; Kiyoshi was so honestly enthusiastic. The open enjoyment that his lover expressed was an aphrodisiac that added to all of Kiyo's other wonderful qualities. It made his lover as irresistible as he had claimed. Evan thought that it was a shame that Kiyo didn't seem to realize it. If his partner did know just how sexy, adorable and loveable he was, would it change him? Would he lose that innocent, almost unconscious sex appeal? Perhaps, and perhaps he would gain something more. Evan was not in the right frame of mind to give it a more thorough examination.
"Yes, Kiyo?†He murmured softly when his name was called. Evan didn't really expect an answer; they could talk some more in a few minutes. Neither of them seemed very likely to last long.
Kiyoshi met each of his thrusts, tilting his hips to make each stroke a nearly overwhelming sensation of friction and penetration. Evan could not continue his slow steady rhythm for very long with such a 'helpful' partner beneath him. That same partner had teased him so perfectly; he just hoped that Kiyo enjoyed the results of his efforts.
Evan slid his hands beneath Kiyo's back and held him tightly as he continued to move. He showered his lover's neck with frantic little kisses as if he couldn't get enough of Kiyoshi. That is what it felt like. They saw each other saw often and most of the time he could not hold Kiyo, touch him, speak loving words to him. When they were alone he wanted to spend every moment of their time touching and kissing and loving Kiyo.
He listened to his lover's words spoken in so beautifully in his native tongue. Evan murmured a few in his own. They were each saying much the same thing.
Still clutching Kiyo tightly, Evan could feel the point of no return drawing close. He did not try to stop it or slow it down. He rode his lover faster, murmuring Kiyo's name between frenzied thrusts and passionate kisses made somewhat clumsy but their vigorous pace.
"Irresistible...†Evan murmured again, reaching down to stroke Kiyoshi's cock in time with his last few ardent thrusts. He gasped and moaned in ecstasy. Half blind as waves of pleasure coursed through him, Evan did his best to continue stroking his lover even as he came deep inside him.
When he could think again, he said. "That's what you do to me.†Evan bent down and tenderly savored Kiyo's beautiful, kiss swollen lips. He took his time, though he still felt a desperate need to hold Kiyoshi close and refuse to ever leave the room. "Feel free to do it some more.â€
"Yes, Kiyo?†He murmured softly when his name was called. Evan didn't really expect an answer; they could talk some more in a few minutes. Neither of them seemed very likely to last long.
Kiyoshi met each of his thrusts, tilting his hips to make each stroke a nearly overwhelming sensation of friction and penetration. Evan could not continue his slow steady rhythm for very long with such a 'helpful' partner beneath him. That same partner had teased him so perfectly; he just hoped that Kiyo enjoyed the results of his efforts.
Evan slid his hands beneath Kiyo's back and held him tightly as he continued to move. He showered his lover's neck with frantic little kisses as if he couldn't get enough of Kiyoshi. That is what it felt like. They saw each other saw often and most of the time he could not hold Kiyo, touch him, speak loving words to him. When they were alone he wanted to spend every moment of their time touching and kissing and loving Kiyo.
He listened to his lover's words spoken in so beautifully in his native tongue. Evan murmured a few in his own. They were each saying much the same thing.
Still clutching Kiyo tightly, Evan could feel the point of no return drawing close. He did not try to stop it or slow it down. He rode his lover faster, murmuring Kiyo's name between frenzied thrusts and passionate kisses made somewhat clumsy but their vigorous pace.
"Irresistible...†Evan murmured again, reaching down to stroke Kiyoshi's cock in time with his last few ardent thrusts. He gasped and moaned in ecstasy. Half blind as waves of pleasure coursed through him, Evan did his best to continue stroking his lover even as he came deep inside him.
When he could think again, he said. "That's what you do to me.†Evan bent down and tenderly savored Kiyo's beautiful, kiss swollen lips. He took his time, though he still felt a desperate need to hold Kiyoshi close and refuse to ever leave the room. "Feel free to do it some more.â€
Kiyoshi Salinas
12 years ago
Kiyo gasped happily as Evan's hands slid beneath his back and held him tightly while his thrusts became faster and harder. He found himself crying out with each movement, his arms going around Evan's shoulders to clutch him tightly, his hips stilling in Evan's iron grasp.
He was being too loud, he feared. He wasn't sure if Guillaume was home, if he was in the common area, but he couldn't shut himself up. He tipped his head back as Evan kissed him, murmuring against his neck, his lips pressing against Kiyo's skin again and again. He uttered sounds of delight, of pure carnal pleasure, as Evan drove him relentlessly toward the edge of oblivion.
He felt Evan's hand, warm and firm, around him. It was the final straw, the extra push he needed to make that leap. He felt Evan explode inside of him with pulse after pulse of perfect, exquisite heat. He could smell it, the scent so rich and strong and purely Evan; he could hear Evan's heart beating, feel every breath against his skin as his partner gasped. Kiyo's body followed suit. He couldn't have stopped it if he wanted to. His fingers clenched; His legs locked around Evan's waist, and he surrendered to the heart-squeezing sensation of losing himself with the person he loved, which was incredible.
Stars burst in front of his eyes and it took a few minutes for them to clear. By the time he was able to blink up at Evan again his lover was talking to him. He saw Evan's lips move but the words made no sense for a few moments. He smiled when they did, squirming contentedly against Evan as he tried to prolong their inevitable separation.
"I wanna do it again," he said, his voice slurring with fatigue. He didn't want to sleep, not yet. "This is... the best birthday... ever."
The statement was punctuated with a yawn. Kiyo resisted; he didn't want to sleep yet. He wanted this night to last forever, to keep going. So he forced his eyes open to look at Evan. Raising his hand he slid it behind the back of Evan's head and tugged his partner down for a soft kiss.
He was being too loud, he feared. He wasn't sure if Guillaume was home, if he was in the common area, but he couldn't shut himself up. He tipped his head back as Evan kissed him, murmuring against his neck, his lips pressing against Kiyo's skin again and again. He uttered sounds of delight, of pure carnal pleasure, as Evan drove him relentlessly toward the edge of oblivion.
He felt Evan's hand, warm and firm, around him. It was the final straw, the extra push he needed to make that leap. He felt Evan explode inside of him with pulse after pulse of perfect, exquisite heat. He could smell it, the scent so rich and strong and purely Evan; he could hear Evan's heart beating, feel every breath against his skin as his partner gasped. Kiyo's body followed suit. He couldn't have stopped it if he wanted to. His fingers clenched; His legs locked around Evan's waist, and he surrendered to the heart-squeezing sensation of losing himself with the person he loved, which was incredible.
Stars burst in front of his eyes and it took a few minutes for them to clear. By the time he was able to blink up at Evan again his lover was talking to him. He saw Evan's lips move but the words made no sense for a few moments. He smiled when they did, squirming contentedly against Evan as he tried to prolong their inevitable separation.
"I wanna do it again," he said, his voice slurring with fatigue. He didn't want to sleep, not yet. "This is... the best birthday... ever."
The statement was punctuated with a yawn. Kiyo resisted; he didn't want to sleep yet. He wanted this night to last forever, to keep going. So he forced his eyes open to look at Evan. Raising his hand he slid it behind the back of Evan's head and tugged his partner down for a soft kiss.
Evan Talkingwater
12 years ago
Evan smiled at his lover who stated that he wanted to do it again while sounding like he was going to fall asleep at any moment. "Mmmhmmm.†He slowly untangled himself and cleaned them both up once more. When he was done he settled down next to his partner, wrapping an arm around Kiyo's waist and snuggling up close.
"How about this, Little Wolf?†Evan purposed his plan while balling up a pillow more comfortably beneath his head. He encircled it with his other arm, keeping a protective hold on Kiyo. "We'll just take a nap and whoever wakes up first can find a nice way to wake up the other...and then we'll do it again.†Evan was not sure that Kiyoshi would be willing to wake him up if he was sleeping peacefully but he would not sleep the night through without waking up at least once so he could make good on the plan.
He leaned up to blow the candles out on his side of the bed and released Kiyoshi so that he could do the same. Then they settled back down together, comfortable and cozy in the bed and fell asleep for a while.
Eventually there was the 'doing it again'. Evan felt that it still counted at Birthday Sex since they had not officially left the bed yet. Therefore, he did his best to make sure it was just as special as the times before it. Of course tomorrow he would work just as hard for non-birthday sex. He was just happy that Kiyoshi had enjoyed his birthday, both the part with all of his friends and the private party afterward.
It would be even better next year if Evan had any say in it.
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"How about this, Little Wolf?†Evan purposed his plan while balling up a pillow more comfortably beneath his head. He encircled it with his other arm, keeping a protective hold on Kiyo. "We'll just take a nap and whoever wakes up first can find a nice way to wake up the other...and then we'll do it again.†Evan was not sure that Kiyoshi would be willing to wake him up if he was sleeping peacefully but he would not sleep the night through without waking up at least once so he could make good on the plan.
He leaned up to blow the candles out on his side of the bed and released Kiyoshi so that he could do the same. Then they settled back down together, comfortable and cozy in the bed and fell asleep for a while.
Eventually there was the 'doing it again'. Evan felt that it still counted at Birthday Sex since they had not officially left the bed yet. Therefore, he did his best to make sure it was just as special as the times before it. Of course tomorrow he would work just as hard for non-birthday sex. He was just happy that Kiyoshi had enjoyed his birthday, both the part with all of his friends and the private party afterward.
It would be even better next year if Evan had any say in it.
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