Locked Secrets

RP Log - Tsuzuki x Hisoka - New Games - August 8, 2003

2004-07-11T03:31:00Z

Hisoka: *it's pretty late in the evening, and Hisoka is lounging around after his nightly bath: sprawled out on the bed on his stomach, only a towel wrapped around his waist, idly leafing through a catalog. He keeps looking up towards the door, wondering when Tsuzuki will be back to their room, so they can... ahem... go to bed.*

Tsuzuki: *opens the door, dressed in his customary suit, with a tender, and lustful, smile for his lover, his eyes travelling the length of Hisoka's slender body* You look so pretty like that...

Hisoka: *giving the man a coy, flirtatious look, he flips another page or two in his catalog before answering* I do? Maybe next time I shouldn't bother dressing up for you, if you're just going to prefer me wearing a scroungy damp towel. *Of course, his teasing tone comes through.*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles and leans over for a kiss* I love it when you dress up too... want to play tonight? *mischief glinting in his eyes* I can think of a few games... *winks*

Hisoka: *lazily leafs through another page, his emerald gaze flickering from his lover to the pages of the catalog and back.* Aren't we playing now? Or did you have something else in mind?

Tsuzuki: *grins* I suppose we are. But to add to the fun... you look like a boy in need of serious attention, 'Soka. *sultry teasing smile* Should sensei give it to you? Or... wanna play doctor? *winks, leaving the decision to Hisoka, knowing that his past experiences before his death might make him uneasy about the latter*

Hisoka: *stretches lazily, tossing his half-perused catalog onto a nearby chair.* Doctor, huh? I don't think we've done that before. *He pauses a moment, thinking, then suddenly clutches the back of his thigh, right beneath his rear end.* Ah, sensei! I think I've pulled a muscle when I was getting out of the shower! It hurts so much!

Tsuzuki: *smiles warmly* I'll have to examine you, then. One moment, please... *goes into the closet and rummages around for a bit, then emerges with a small black bag that he'd found the day before* I'll have to ask you to remove your towel, Kurosaki-kun.

Hisoka: *arches a brow as Tsuzuki produces a bag--what on earth could he have in there? His curiosity is enough to move him to obey fairly quickly, though. His eyes always on Tsuzuki, the boy comes up slightly on his knees, arching his rear end into the air probably a bit more than necessary as he unwraps the towel and tosses it to the floor.* How's this, sensei? *sprawling out on his stomach again, though with his legs farther apart this time.*

Tsuzuki: *opens the bag and pulls out a pair of latex gloves, putting them on with a snap* Very good. Now let me take a look... *sits beside Hisoka, gently pacing his hands on the back of the boy's thigh, rubbing along the smooth skin* Is this where it hurts?

Hisoka: *gives a little shiver at the snap of the gloves, suddenly terribly interested in where those gloved hands will go.* Ah... mm. Yes sir, that's where it hurts. All the way up... you know. *To demonstrate, he runs his own fingers up the back of his thigh slowly, all the way to his buttock.*

Tsuzuki: *nods and traces the muscle, running his fingers up to and along the curve of Hisoka's pretty rump* So I can tell... this might be serious. I'll have examine you completely to be sure. *gently takes Hisoka's wrist to measure his pulse*

Hisoka: *surrenders his wrist when the doctor asks for it, watching Tsuzuki with intense green eyes. The boy's heartbeat might be a little quicker than normal, as he's becoming excited by this little game. He gives his rear end an enticing little wiggle. He whispers* Is it okay?

Tsuzuki: *definitely appreciates the wiggle! He releases the boy's wrist and turns back to the bag to hunt inside for something, raises an eyebrow, then smiles mischievously* I'm not sure yet... your pulse is a little fast. *turns back, with a thermometer in his hand* I'd like to get a temperature, if you don't mind.

Hisoka: I'm not a child. *He pouts childishly.* Itai... *He hisses softly and clutches at his upper thigh again, really getting into the act.*

Tsuzuki: *looks stern, though his eyes are warm and amused, getting into the game more deeply himself* I need to examine you thoroughly, Kurosaki-kun. While you are here at school it's my responsibility to keep you healthy. *sets the thermometer aside, next to a box of tissues, and removes a tube of lubricant from the bag* It's school policy for students.

Hisoka: *continues pouting, but he finally sighs* Ah... all right. If you -have- to. *The boy even has a cute little blush spreading to all parts of his body as he lifts his ass a little into the air, offering.*

Tsuzuki: Unfortunately, I do. Would it be easier for you if I have you lie across my lap?

Hisoka: *arches a brow at Tsuzuki* Are you telling me to lie across your lap? *Clearly, the boy wants more direction in this game--he has chosen to put himself under Tsuzuki's authority, and now he wants to feel the man exercise it.*

Tsuzuki: *nods* Yes. Or do I have to discipline you? *stern but kind sensei voice*

Hisoka: *shakes his head quickly* No, sensei. If you want me to do that, I will. *He looks suitably chastened as he crawls across Tsuzuki's lap, laying his hips across it.*

Tsuzuki: *caresses Hisoka's back and buttock as he crawls across his lap, then quickly lubricates the thermometer, gently spreads the boy's buttocks, holding them apart for a long moment to look at the secret places between them* *murmurs* So beautiful... *then places the rounded glass tip at the tiny puckered entrance, and slowly inserts it, then rests his hand across the boy's bottom to hold it in place* Only five minutes, Kurosaki-kun, not long at all.

Hisoka: *moans softly, a little too much pleasure tinging the boy's "bored teenager" tone. The thin glass tube is only a tease, a hint at what the boy looks forward to.* Aw, but that's such a long time, with me having to be like this....

Tsuzuki: *soothingly* I know, but it's necessary. *somehow manages to jiggle the tube in Hisoka's bottom* It'll only take a minute, you wouldn't want to annoy me by whining, now, would you? That isn't the behavior of a good boy...

Hisoka: *little noises escaping from his lips in reaction to the jiggling, he cants his rear end even higher, his body anxious for more, despite their little game. He tries to peek over his shoulder at the doctor.* You didn't say a minute before, you said five minutes, which is a lot longer. *Uh oh, is he being naughty by whining?*

Tsuzuki: *shakes his head in mock disappointment, wriggling the thermometer just a bit more* I can see that you are going to be a most uncooperative boy. I'll have to discipline you for that once I'm done with this. Now hold still, Kurosaki-kun. It's only three more minutes.

Hisoka: *gives a tired, bored groan, wriggling his hips on the man's lap. As he does so, he shifts himself enough to make obvious how much he's enjoying this little game.* But my leg still -hurts-. It's like an awful... tight... cramp. *His voice drops into a low purr at those words, trying to tempt the sensei.*

Tsuzuki: *stern, sultry* I know, but in order to help you, I need to find out the extent of your injury, and that involves a thorough examination. *jiggling the slender glass tube a bit more, to remind Hisoka of its presence* I want to help you, but you need to be an obedient, well-behaved boy for me to do it. I have no choice but to discipline you now, for your own good, you naughty boy.

Hisoka: *pouts again, like a boy silently mulling over this promise of "discipline." He stays quiet, though occassionally he moves his hips again, rubbing his shaft against Tsuzuki's thigh, his body aching even for one of those teasing little jiggles of the thermometer. After waiting a moment or two* Is it time yet? Surely it must be time by now...? *Naughty boy.*

Tsuzuki: *wriggles the thermometer in a circular motion* Almost. The more you misbehave, the more I'll have to spank you, Kurosaki-kun. You've already earned a thorough spanking as it is. *glances at the clock* Ah, it's time now. *slowly withdraws the slim tube, wipes it with a tissue and peers at the reading*

Hisoka: *makes a little, disappointed noise as the object is taken from him, having enjoyed the tickling feeling of that tiny object inside him more than he would have thought.* What does it say, sensei?

Tsuzuki: *sets the thermometer aside* It's a little elevated, but that's to be expected of a boy anticipating punishment. I'll take care of that now, before we proceed with the rest of your exam. It will also serve as a warning of what will happen if you misbehave again. *raises his hand and brings it down on the boy's tender cheeks with a sharp slap*

Hisoka: *cries out, jumping at the suddenness of the slap, his skin just beginning to pinken beneath Tsuuzki's hand--or maybe that's an oncoming blush.* Sensei! You're too cruel, punishing me like this when I'm already injured!

Tsuzuki: You knew you were injured when you were naughty. I won't make your injury any worse, I assure you. *two more stinging smacks* Are you ready to be a good boy now?

Hisoka: *cries out helplessly with each additional slap, clearly more worked up by the spanking than hurting from it--he can't help but be aroused by the feeling of the man's hand on his ass, the sound of it that so sharply fills the room.* All right, I'll be a good boy, I promise. *The spanking makes him feel all the more naughty, truthfully, but for now he'll behave.*

Tsuzuki: All right. Now lie back so I can get a good look at you... *helps Hisoka off his lap and back onto the bed*

Hisoka: *depends on Tsuzuki for guidance perhaps a bit more than is absolutely necessary as he is "helped back onto the bed." As instructed, he lies on his back, opening himself completely to Tsuzuki's gaze over his slim, pale body, his erect cock, his hands which rest on his abdomen, inching closer to covering his bits but then resisting.*

Tsuzuki: *runs his latex-covered hands along Hisoka's arms and torso, feeling the muscles beneath the pale, delicate skin, then gently moves the boy's hands aside so he can stroke his abdomen, admiring the compact beauty before him* Just let me feel you, to find out the extent of your injuries...

Hisoka: *nods, his green eyes closing to dark slits as he watches the man touch him. It's strangely relaxing, the detatched feeling of the gloves, the man's not-quite-clinical caress.* Mm... you have a very healing touch, sensei. *When Tsuzuki's fingers move over the boy's chest, surely he can feel the warm, steady beat of his heart.*

Tsuzuki: *pauses, with his hand just over Hisoka's heart, feeling the steady beat of immortality in his body**whispers* So beautiful... *then his hands move lower to run over those slender legs, paying special attention to the inner thigh of the 'injured' leg* Does this hurt?

Hisoka: *gasps as he's touched there, his thighs nudging apart. His eyes close briefly, as he wants only to feel the man's touch, to bring the world down to that single point.* It... it's so sensitive.... *He couldn't ever tell the man he didn't want to be touched there, not even for the sake of a game.*

Tsuzuki: *caresses Hisoka's inner thighs, marvelling at their warmth through his thin gloves, and the lovely reactions his touch is giving his lover* I can tell that this is a somewhat... extensive... injury. I'm going to need to examine you more intimately, now, Kurosaki-kun.

Hisoka: *opens passion-dark eyes to gaze at the doctor. He fidgets a little, chewing his lower lip nervously, though he has the look of someone with the utmost faith in the man examining him.* If you say so, sensei. I know you know what's best to do.

Tsuzuki: *nods, and then touches Hisoka's balls with deft fingers, rolling them in their sac, fondling them thoroughly, then stroking upwards along the boy's lovely cock, touching every centimeter of it* I do. I'll do everything I can to heal your injury and keep you safe and healthy, Kurosaki-kun. *looks into Hisoka's endlessly deep green eyes* Now... I need to do an internal exam. Have you ever had one before now?

Hisoka: *looking very much like a naive, innocent boy, he shakes his head.* No one has touched me the way you do... the way you're touching me now. *So he can pretend for this moment, when they are simply school doctor and patient. Perhaps it's strange, but the way Tsuzuki is touching him now makes him want to forget everything else and focus only on the here and now.* Are you going to touch me deep inside, the way you did with the thermometer?

Tsuzuki: *nods* It will help me learn how many muscles have been strained. It might be a bit uncomfortable, but it shouldn't hurt. *keeping his eyes locked with Hisoka's* Would you turn over for me and get up on your knees, so I can examine you?

Hisoka: *is completely enchanted by Tsuzuki's smooth, authoritative voice, and he surely would be even if the two were not lovers. He complies with the man's request, using a pillow to rest his arms and head on, his bottom high in the air as he comes up on his knees, the "sore leg" stretched a bit to one side. Of course this gives the effect of making him all the more open to Tsuzuki's gaze: his tight entrance, his sac and erect shaft hanging free between his legs.*

Tsuzuki: Very good. *opens the lube and squeezes a generous amount onto his index finger, gazing at the beautiful sight of Hisoka so open and trusting, the slim thighs, delicate sac and pretty cock, pert, round bottom and the tiny pink bud of his entrance* Ready? *breathes gently onto the exposed flesh above the boy's balls*

Hisoka: *a helpless keen escapes his lips as he feels Tsuzuki's breath tickling those curly blond hairs and the sensitive flesh beneath.* Ah--sensei! *He's simply driven mad by knowing Tsuzuki is drinking in the sight of him, memorizing every inch. A hot, clear fluid beads at the tip of his cock, his whole body seeming to scream its readiness.* I'm ready! I mean... please, sensei...

Tsuzuki: OK. *places the tip of his finger against the tight, crinkled skin* I'm going to just slip my finger inside you now... *gently pushes his finger into exquisite, tight heat, seeking the special node deep inside* There's a gland deep inside you, and it's important for it to be working correctly. *rubs his finger firmly across Hisoka's prostate* You're very tight... I wonder if it might be related to the tightness in other muscles?

Hisoka: *cries out as that spot inside him is touched, his whole body trembling. He wants to reply with words, but his mind just doesn't seem to be functioning correctly--all he can think of is the ache in his cock and balls, the man's maddening finger teasing him so perfectly, the way he's on display like this, his every reaction studied.* It's... very tight...

Tsuzuki: Yes, it is. I think I might need to loosen you a little here; that might help the cramping in your thigh. *withdraws his finger to add more lube, then slides two fingers deep inside* How does this feel? *wriggling them, stretching the tight orifice*

Hisoka: *moans softly, the addition of the second probing finger a bit more satisfying. He wriggles his hips a little, trying to get the man to brush up against his prostate again.* Mm... feels good. So slick.... Yeah... I can feel it relaxing. *Perhaps he's talking about his pretend muscle strain, or perhaps it's just his tight sheath, relaxing by degrees the more the man stretches it.*

Tsuzuki: *fingers lightly stroking Hisoka's pleasure node* I think it's going to take something larger than my fingers to stretch you properly. It's not exactly professional but I know it will work...

Hisoka: *moaning* Just -do- it, sensei! Please.... *He can't help but move his hips fractionally, thrusting against the man's inserted fingers, wanting more, more, deeper. He wants more pressure against that magic button deep inside him.*

Tsuzuki: *withdraws his fingers, murmuring soothingly, and kneels behind Hisoka on the bed, then unzips his fly and slicks his hard cock with more lube* Soon, pretty Kurosaki-kun, soon... *then presses the tip of his erection against the boy's crinkled entrance* Have you ever had someone inside you like this? You seemed to like my fingers; I hope this won't distress you...

Hisoka: *shakes his head* No one, sensei. Or... only you. *He pushes back against the head of Tsuzuki's cock, anxious to have the man deep inside him.* I want it so bad! Please, you're making my whole body ache like this! *His limbs tremble, as he begins to look less steady with his ass propped up in the air like that.*

Tsuzuki: *grasps Hisoka's hips, and sinks his cock deep inside the boy's hot, constricting, welcoming body, pressing against the sensitive gland firmly* Unnnnn... then you'll have it, Kurosaki-kun. How I've longed to do this... you're so beautiful... *pulls back and sinks as deep as he can again, slowly at first, but building momentum and speed, desire flooding through him like rain into a creek*

Hisoka: *moans helplessly, his body arching helplessly, moving his hips in rhythm matching Tsuzuki's movements.* Mm... so good. Yeah, more-- *He finds that angle where Tsuzuki's cock can hit his prostate perfectly, effortlessly.* Ah... my whole body feels so hot, sensei! *All the sensation he's feeling begins to make him feel like he's going to explode.*

Tsuzuki: *moves faster, to drive his lover ever closer to bliss, closing his eyes at the lovely feeling of Hisoka moving with him, fitting around him so perfectly* Mmmm.... so tight and hot... it's heaven to be inside you. Come for me, Kurosaki-kun. Come for me... *reaches beneath the boy's hips to stroke his hot, straining length, just the way he loves it best*

Hisoka: *his lover's fingers stroke his hard length only a handful of times before the boy is coming, screaming, drowning in pleasure. Even Tsuzuki, who may be used to feeling the boy's orgasms second-hand through the boy's empathy, will surely take note of the stunning intensity of this one. The boy's hot seed spills over his lover's fingers, his hot, velvet sheath tightening around the shaft that's buried so deeply inside him.*

Tsuzuki: *screams Hisoka's name, the tight, spasming channel encasing him, the boy's incredible pleasure resonating inside him and triggering his own, and he buries himself deep with one last thrust, and the world implodes inside him, shattering into brilliant, overwhelming sensual bliss* HISOKA!!

Hisoka: *rides out the waves of Tsuzuki's in much the way he did his own, at long last collapsing on the bed, pulling Tsuzuki down on top of him, twitching with aftershocks.* Ah... 'Zuki. That was so amazing.... *He doesn't even know what to say, his thoughts are so scattered, blown to stars.*

Tsuzuki: *so blissed he can't speak for a few minutes, until he manages to gather one or two of his wits, holding Hisoka tightly as he rides out his own aftershocks* You were incredible, so hot and enticing. Love you so very much... *most of his mind is still roaming the heavens in the afterglow of their passion*

Hisoka: *his eyes closing, loving the feeling ot Tsuzuki's body resting on his, the man's arms so tightly around him, his cock still filling him.* Everything you said and did just turned me on so much. I love it when you're in that kind of mood.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles, pressed close to Hisoka, although he does carefully withdraw and move off the boy, but still holds him tight* I'm glad you do. I find I love playing those kinds of games with you... *kisses Hisoka's soft cheek* It means so very much to me that you trust me so much.

Hisoka: *wiggles his hips a bit, teasing Tsuzuki's softening cock* Let me have a quick nap, and we'll play doctor again. *It feels so amazing, it's almost addictive. Already, he wants it so much, he's convinced they'll do it.*

Tsuzuki: *tucks Hisoka's head under his chin, petting him affectionately, drowsily, just because it feels good to touch him* Mmmm, I'd love that, 'Soka-love. I think we both just need to rest *yawn* a bit.

Hisoka: *is too sleepy at this moment to complain, as much as he'd like to. He just nuzzles against Tsuzuki and lets sleep take him, even in the position they're in now.*

Tsuzuki: *swiftly follows him, relaxed and happy and in love, basking in the aftermath of their pleasure*

RP Log - Tsuzuki x Hisoka - Candles - August 6, 2003

2004-07-11T02:52:56Z

Tsuzuki: *finishes lighting the candles in his room, looking around in satisfaction that everything is ready... the candlelight, the flowers on the table, the sparkling grape juice cooling in a bucket of ice, with the two crystal glasses ready...*

Hisoka: *has been holed up in the library most of the day doing research. His mind is clearly still on the details of his research that he's trying to put together as he opens the door to his and Tsuzuki's bedroom, and when he sees the layout, he looks started... and a little touched.* Tsuzuki. What's all this? *his voice soft, puzzled.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles, a bit bashful, but warmly* I wanted to do something special for you.

Hisoka: *enters, shutting the door behind him.* It's beautiful. I can see you went to a lot of work. *He doesn't know what to admire first, but he ends up going to the flowers, leaning over and inhaling their sweet fragrance.* Thank you.

Tsuzuki: You're welcome. *goes to embrace Hisoka tenderly* I'm glad you like them. *indicates the arrangement of roses, honeysuckle, ferns and carnations* *nuzzles Hisoka's hair*

Hisoka: *hugs Tsuzuki tightly, some of his defenses seeming to fall at the warm gesture.* So, what else do you have planned for us tonight? Going to get me boozed up and then take advantage of me?

Tsuzuki: Mmmmmm, how did you guess? *winks, teasing* Actually, it's non-alcoholic. I can't take advantage of you properly unless you're alert, you know.

Hisoka: *rises up on his tiptoes so he can kiss the tip of Tsuzuki's nose* You'll never let me forget that first dinner we had together, will you? *It stlil touches him to think about, though... the way Tsuzuki gave up his own bed to make sure his partner was safely tucked in, getting a good night's sleep.*

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka close, pressing against him* Mmmm, why should I, when it's such a sweet memory? You looked so cute when you were sleeping. And not many couples can say that they met at gunpoint, either. *captures the boy's lips for a tender kiss*

Hisoka: Mm... *either agreement or enjoyment of the kiss, or both* Maybe I should turn a gun on you more often, then. Or at least, a time or two for a special occassion. *One hand slides down Tsuzuki's back to rest on the swell of one buttock.*

Tsuzuki: *runs his hands along Hisoka's back, pressing a certain part of his body against the boy's stomach* That depends on the type of "gun"...

Hisoka: *can't help but be faintly amused* Is that so? I wonder what type of "gun" it'll be, then. *More than anything, the boy likes these games, the hunt and chase, the reminder that someone still wants him, in spite of everyone who has turned their back on him in the past.*

Tsuzuki: *slipping his hands along Hisoka's back again, and just incidentally rasing the boy's shirt so he can touch bare skin when he brings them back up* Mmm.... I know one kind that I like very well... it's hot and hard and fits just right... fits so nicely in my hand...

Hisoka: *leans against Tsuzuki's chest, wanting to feel more of the man's fingers against his skin.* Is that so? Perhaps you'll have to show me exactly which one you mean. *The boy's fingers slide lower, cupping the lovely swell of his lover's ass, squeezing gently, possessively.*

Tsuzuki: *nips lightly at Hisoka's ear* Mmm... Yes, I will... I must make a very thorough study of it...

Hisoka: You're that interested in it, are you? *He nuzzles back in return, wanting more of those teasing nips, hungry for every touch.* C'mon... I want to be lazy and cuddle with you. *He gives his lover a couple of nudges, indicating the bed.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles, and sweeps Hisoka up in his arms to carry him to the bed* As you wish, 'Soka-love! I'm -very- interested in this particular gun... but to make a proper study of it, these clothes will have to go...

Hisoka: *squeeps in surprise as he's swept up, but there's something silly and sentamental he secretly likes about it.* My clothes? Why, you naughty man, you want to make me completely defenseless, don't you? So that I'll be helpless and in your power?

Tsuzuki: *setting him gently on the bed and stretching out beside him to cuddle him in his arms, playful and tender* Well, that is the general idea... you have such a beautiful body and I want to see it so much...

Hisoka: *his green eyes on Tsuzuki, he teasingly slides one hand under his own t-shirt, pushing it up to show off his abdomen.* How about this?

Tsuzuki: *nipping a kiss along Hisoka's jaw* An excellent beginning... such smooth soft skin, like a pearl. It's so lovely it makes me even hungrier to see more... *tugs at the shirt lightly, trying to get it over Hisoka's head*

Hisoka: *squirms slightly to free himself of the shirt, exposing his warm skin to the cool air.* Ah, here I thought you were only interested in my "gun." Are you planning on taking advantage of me more than that?

Tsuzuki: *presses his lips to the soft, delicate place just below Hisoka's ear and kissing his way along his slender neck to nibble at the place where it joins his shoulder* Mmmm... every way I can think of... want to make you wild...

Hisoka: *the boy's breath catches in his throat as Tsuzuki's kisses find all the sensitive places along his neck and throat.* You want me wild, hmm? Should I yell and thrash around? What would make you wild?

Tsuzuki: *deft fingers busy with the fastening on Hisoka's jeans* You, stretched out for me, so I can touch you and kiss you, as you tell me how much I please you.... You, on your hands and knees, bottom in the air, begging me to put myself inside you and make love to you... or on your back, legs spread for me, holding nothing back... just you...

Hisoka: *reaches out and strokes Tsuzuki's hair, like always adoring that silky-fine texture.* You're so good to me. It amazes me that you're happy with things like that, when those things make me happy too. *It's like some happy coincidence or strange good luck, something too good to be true.*

Tsuzuki: *slipping his fingers into Hisoka's pants to find the "gun" he loves so much and stroke it's smooth warm surface**chuckles* We're well-matched, then, aren't we, 'Soka? You knew it before I did...

Hisoka: *wriggling, so that his unfastens jeans slide a bit further down on his hips, making it more comfortable for both of them.* Sometimes I wonder what would've happened if I hadn't've said anything. If we would've just continued on in that strange way we had, never really connecting, even though it seemed like we always could....

Tsuzuki: *quickly shedding his own clothes, and pushing Hisoka's jeans down and off so he can touch him everywhere* I don't know. But I'm glad you did say something. I love you so much; I don't want to even think of not being with you...

Hisoka: *lets Tsuzuki strip of his clothes, happy to just sprawl out and let himself be touched. It's moments like these that he truly treasures, times when he can really let himself go and trust his lover.* I'm glad. But you know, you were the first one who convinced me we should be together.

Tsuzuki: *licking one taut nipple* I was?

Hisoka: *squeeps softly as his nipple is teased, the dampness and the cool air chilling it into pert erectness.* You were, don't you remember? You kept saying we were partners, and that we should always stick together.

Tsuzuki: *curls his tongue around Hisoka's nipple, enjoying the feel of it in his mouth, the taste, the lovely reactions his attentions are provoking in his lover* Mmmmm, so I did! We do belong together...

Hisoka: *squirms underneath his lover's attentions, thrills moving through his whole body. He entwines his fingers into Tsuzuki's hair, toying with it, mussing it into silly tufts.* I hope you'll always think that. I don't know what I'd do without you.

Tsuzuki: *nips lightly, his hand wrapping around Hisoka's cock to stroke and fondle it, petting it like a kitten* I can't imagine things being any other way. I don't know what I'd do without you, either.

Hisoka: *moans softly, the edges of his short nails running over the back of his lover's neck.* Fortunately, you won't have to find out. Ever. *His fingers tighten in his lover's hair.* You're mine now, 'Zuki. For always.

Tsuzuki: *rubs his thumb over the slick tip of Hisoka's penis, his mouth abandoning the nipple he's been suckling to attend to the other one, licking and nipping* And you're mine... forever.

Hisoka: *moans, all of Tsuzuki's attention to those points awakening all of his nerves. His cock is so hard, and every teasing touch just makes him want more.* Ah... feels so good. 'Zuki... *His green eyes, dark with arousal, gaze at his lover with warmth and passion.* I love it when you touch me so slowly all over.

Tsuzuki: *raises his head to blow on Hisoka's nipple* Then I'll just have to keep doing it, as often as I can, won't I? *winks, and scoots back to kiss Hisoka's flat stomach as his hands slip around to cup the boy's lovely rump, massaging and kneading the pale flesh* Mmmm, you feel so good, taste so good...

Hisoka: *a delcious sound of pure pleasure escapes the boy's lips as Tsuzuki blows across his sensitive skin, giving it a wonderful chill.* You're embarrassing me... *His voice is gently complaining, though he lifts his hips up slightly off the bed when Tsuzuki's hands go to his rear end, offering the man everything he would want to touch.*

Tsuzuki: *slips gentle fingers into the cleft of Hisoka's buttocks, stroking and rubbing around the tight opening, coaxing it to relax, as he kisses the very tip of the boy's straining erection* I wouldn't say it if it weren't true. You turn me on so much...

Hisoka: *moans softly, his eyes closing in pleasure, turned on more by the simple kiss than the intimate touch, maybe, just because of all it represents.* 'Zuki... kiss me more. I want to feel how much you love me, all the attention you have to give.

Tsuzuki: *slowly kisses his way down Hisoka's cock, and back up again, with small licks on the rosy skin, his fingers busy exploring Hisoka's delicate sac and the spaces and hollows behind it, completely focused on pleasuring his lover, his love for the boy like a rising flood, powerful and unstoppable*

Hisoka: *moans softly, squirming on the bed, catching up handfuls of the covers, trying to hold himself still in spite of the sensations moving thorugh him.* Mm... I can feel all of it... everything you're feeling. *His eyes open to slits and he gazes down at his lover, watching him kiss and caress him so intimately.*

Tsuzuki: *raises his head for a moment, with a heated, intense gaze into Hisoka's green eyes* Turn over for me?

Hisoka: *hesitates, chewing his lower lip slightly* But... I wanted to watch you....

Tsuzuki: *smiles warmly* Then hand me the lube?

Hisoka: *reaches for that familiar drawer, not even needing to look before he pulls out the lube and offers it to Tsuzuki.* It's all right, isn't it?

Tsuzuki: *smiles softly as he accepts the tube and squeezes some out to coat his fingers* It's wonderful.

Hisoka: *It's funny how Tsuzuki's moods affect the boy sometimes. He just nods, his unsettled emotions calming.* You're always so good to me.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles Hisoka's hardness as his fingers seek out the crinkled skin behind the boy's balls, caressing gently* I want to feel you tight and hot and slick around me... welcoming me inside you, welcoming me home...

Hisoka: *draws his knees up toward his shoulders, offering all of his hidden places.* Then fuck me. Put your gorgeous, hot cock inside me and fuck me until I go crazy with pleasure.

Tsuzuki: *nods, and slips his finger inside, to touch that lovely place and make his lover ready to receive him* I love you...

Hisoka: *moans as he is so tenderly penetrated, shivering when the man touches that firm button inside him. He doesn't even have to hear the man's words to know they're true, to feel them right down to the core of his being.*

Tsuzuki: *carefully stretches and prepares Hisoka's tight opening with his slender, gentle fingers, handling the boy as though he's infinitely precious to him... which he is* I want to be inside you so much...

Hisoka: *his voice low and sultry* Show me. Show me how much you want me. *He wriggles his hips, loving the feeling of Tsuzuki's fingers inside him, moving making him all the more aware of them.* Please... I want you to let go and express to me everything that you want.

Tsuzuki: *withdraws his fingers and places the swollen head of his cock at his lover's slick entrance, and pushes in, surging deep, filling the boy completely as he claims his mouth for a deep, searing kiss*

Hisoka: *cries out, a sount of total ravishment as he's entered, pulling his knees up even closer, wanting his slick sheath to hold onto his lover's cock as tightly, as securely as he can.* Ah... 'Zuki! So tight....

Tsuzuki: *chokes out a moan of sheer bliss as his shaft is gripped so delightfully, tugging him deeper as he presses soft kisses to Hisoka's lips and cheeks* Mmmhhh... so wonderful, here with you like this...

Hisoka: *catches Tsuzuki's lips in a long kiss then, an echo of the man's kiss earlier, leaving him breathless.* 'Zuki... fuck me, please. I need to feel you going inside me... *He moves his hips, trying to start up an achingly intense rhythm.*

Tsuzuki: *begins thrusting, hard and deep, hitting that magic button with every stroke, pounding relentlessly like the waves upon the shore, wrapped in constricting velvet heat* I love you so much... *pressing his lips to Hisoka's for yet another lingering, deep kiss, completely focused on pleasuring the boy any way he can, on the places where their bodies are joined, losing himself in sensation*

Hisoka: *cries out every time that spot inside him is hit, filling Tsuzuki's mouth with the sound. They fall into the rhythm together, and it isn't long before the boy is simply mindlessly responding, losing himself in the amazing sensations. He gazes up at his lover, trying to communicate how much he loves and needs the man, how much he trusts him.*

Tsuzuki: *moves in harmony with Hisoka, not needing words to understand what the boy is trying to say, his violet eyes locked with Hisoka's emerald green, trying to communicate how much he loves him, needs him, how much that trust means to him*

Hisoka: *gasps out Tsuzuki's name, his body arching--then suddenly he's coming, his seed spilling all over the skin of Tsuzuki's chest as well as his own. His body tenses around his lover's cock in a matching rhythm, his fingers clutching at Tsuzuki's shoulders, clinging to him tightly.*

Tsuzuki: *cries out Hisoka's name as he feels his cock gripped so tightly, so sweetly, his beautiful lover's pleasure triggering his own, and he shudders, spilling deep inside the boy's body, holding him tight, never wanting to let go* 'SOKAAAA!!!!

Hisoka: *drinks in Tsuzuki's pleasure, lacing kisses over the man's throat, nipping, licking, trying to taste the man's pleasure itself.* Oh, 'Zuki... you're so beautiful. Thank you so much. *He clutches the man tightly, trying to hold onto this moment.*

Tsuzuki: *finally collapses, drowning in bliss, trying to hold this special moment for as long as possible, arching his throat for Hisoka's kisses, blissed out on the emotional feedback and sensory overload* Thank.... you, 'Soka... love you so very much.

Hisoka: *nuzzles in return* Love you too. Mmph... *He shifts, trying to get a little more comfortable, somehow feeling like he worked himself into a knot only moments ago.*

Tsuzuki: *carefully withdraws and stretches out beside Hisoka, drawing him into his arms so they can cuddle comfortably* Mmm... you're so wonderful...

RP Log - Tsuzuki x Hisoka - Pieces - August 4, 2003

2004-07-11T02:27:14Z

Hisoka: *in their bedroom, kneeling down on the floor, picking up shards of glass that something shattered. Despite his careful touch in transferring the pieces to a nearby plastic bin to take to the trash, before he finishes he has neatly sliced open a finger, hissing in pain and surprise.* I--itai...

Tsuzuki: *opens the door, and seeing the mess and the blood, immediately goes to Hisoka**gentle, worried* Are you all right? Here, let me see it...

Hisoka: *a bit startled and embarrassed at being caught, he nonetheless holds out his hand for Tsuzuki to take a look at it.* It isn't bad... it'll heal up in a moment or two, I think.

Tsuzuki: *examines the cut carefully, touching Hisoka's hand with great tenderness* Yeah... it's pretty deep, though. *surveys the glass* What happened, love?

Hisoka: *sighs a little, glancing back at the broken glass.* It was one of those glass ornaments that the room was furnished with. A really strong breeze came in through the window and the curtain knocked it off... *Just one of those accidents that sometimes happens, but the boy seems bothered by it. Even as Tsuzuk inspects his injured right hand, with his left the boy picks up a couple more stray pieces of glass.*

Tsuzuki: *draws Hisoka into his arms for a warm, secure hug* It won't take long to clean it up. And we can get another ornament too, if you want one.

Hisoka: *cuddles into Tsuzuki's arms, seeming to be on the verge of tears.* I'm so sorry... it broke, and I couldn't stop it... and it's stupid to be so upset about someting so small and useless, I know.... *He tries to keep his cut from bleeding on Tsuzuki, though even now it's beginning to close.*

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka tight, nuzzling his hair and whispering reassurances* It's all right, it's OK....

Hisoka: *gives a long, shuddering sigh, finally seeming to get a grip on his emotions.* I'm sorry... I'm sorry. You shouldn't've come in when you did... I could've picked up the glass myself.

Tsuzuki: *hugs tight* It's OK. There's no need to be sorry; it was an accident. *kisses Hisoka's cheek* I'm here, you don't have to hide from me. *realizes that something's really bothering his lover*

Hisoka: But... I don't want to impose on you. You don't need to come back to your room and find someone crying over something silly. *Still, the boy seems to accept Tsuzuki's comfort now, settling into the man's arms and slowly unwinding.*
Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* It's all right. You aren't imposing. You're not imposing on me; don't worry about that. I love you.

Hisoka: *nuzzles his lover* I know... I love you too. *He checks his hand again, and aside from a few stray droplets of blood, the cut is healed up to a little pink line.* See? I'm all better now. I don't want you to worry about me when you don't have to.

Tsuzuki: *takes Hisoka's hand and kisses it* I don't want you to ever be afraid to rely on me. *sits on the couch, drawing Hisoka into his lap, nuzzling* Lean on me; I'm here... I want to be strong for you.

Hisoka: *purses his lips* I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you, though. *his gaze flickers over to the broken glass, perhaps giving it more significance than it might ordinarily have.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles Hisoka's ear* You aren't. I like it when you rely on me. It shows how much you trust me, and that means so much to me.

Hisoka: *shivers at the gentle nuzzle, though it's a pleasing distraction* I do trust you. You're the person I rely on most in this world. *He runs his fingers through Tsuzuki's lovely dark hair, again drawn to the soft texture.*

Tsuzuki: *strokes Hisoka's back, working to ease the tension from the boy's body* I'm glad. I want to always be strong for you, be there for you to rely on...

Hisoka: *crawls into Tsuzuki's lap, wanting more of his gentle touch.* I'll have to finish cleaning up the rest of the glass soon. It would be pretty awful to step onto it in the middle of the night or something. *But despite his words, he seems to make no overt move to correct the problem right now.*

Tsuzuki: *kisses Hisoka's temple, his breath ruffling the fine hair there a little* Mmmhmm... We can get it in a minute. I love you, 'Soka.

Hisoka: *wriggles his hips on Tsuzuki's lap, every kiss and touch making him feel better, absolving him of the worry he felt at seeing the glass ornament break.* Love you too.

Tsuzuki: *murmurs in Hisoka's ear* I love you, and I'll always do my best for you, for both of us.

Hisoka: *gives a cute little nod, then stretches lazily.* I think you owe me a massage. After the glass gets picked up, I suppose... *Again, a guilty glance in the direction of the accident.*

Tsuzuki: *sly smile* Ooooh, I owe you getting you naked and touching you all over... I'll have to owe you more often, I think. *winks* I'll go get something for the glass.

Hisoka: *hesitating a moment* Is it... all right? *He's not only imposing on his lover by asking for attention, but making him help pick up the glass.* Really, you don't have to do the glass.... *He slides off Tsuzuki's lap and returns to the spot on the floor, trying to pick up the larger pieces.*

Tsuzuki: *nods* Yeah... especially if you're willing to undress while I get the vacuum cleaner. *grins at Hisoka* Unless you want a rain check on the massage. Not that I'd ever object to seeing you naked, mind...

Hisoka: *starts to say something, then immediately breaks off* Ah... all right. *He leaves off with the glass, crawling onto their wide bed and slowly beginning to undo the buttons on his shirt.* You want me to take everything off?

Tsuzuki: *pauses, concerned* Hisoka, what is it? *sits on the side of the bed*
Hisoka: *shakes his head* Nothing. Just wondering how much of my skin you wanted to see. *His coy look is tentative at first, slowly gaining in confidence.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles gently* As much as you feel comfortable showing me, 'Soka. *rises to head out the door to the broom closet*

Hisoka: *waits until Tsuzuki comes back to finish unbuttoning his shirt. Maybe it isn't such a romantic image to be undressing while someone sweeps up, but the boy will just be that little distraction. His shirt falls open, then his fingers move down to unbutton his jeans.*

Tsuzuki: *is definitely distracted, so busy watching his lover bare his beautiful body that he not only vaccuums up the glass but stands there after the mess is cleaned up, as though mesmerized*

Hisoka: *slowly lowers the zipper, all the while keeping his bright green eyes on Tsuzuki. He slides out of his pants, stripping down until he's only wearing the open shirt, covering nothing.* Are you about finished there? I don't have much more to take off.

Tsuzuki: Huh? Oh, yeah! *quickly switches the vaccuum cleaner off, and gathering a towel and scented oil, sitting on the side of the bed, his eyes heated and adoring* You're so beautiful...

Hisoka: *actually blushes faintly then--it's strange, it certainly isn't the first time Tsuzuki has seen him naked, but maybe that's just his mood today. He slowly slides the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall.* How do you want me?

Tsuzuki: *softly* Do you want me to do your front or your back first?
Hisoka: *his voice soft, almost shy* I want you to tell me how you want me.

Tsuzuki: *nods, his amethyst eyes drinking in the sight of the boy's slim, delicate form* Just lie back, then. *crawls over to draw his fingers along Hisoka's instep, before beginning the massage, starting with the boy's toes*

Hisoka: *lies back, putting a pillow behind his head so he can watch the man work. From the first touch, the boy feels like he's in heaven, the spots on his feet that Tsuzuki touches somehow working magic through his whole body.* Mm... feels good. You're so kind to me, 'Zuki-kun. *His tone faintly, uncharacteristically teasing.*

Tsuzuki: *strong, deft fingers working along the ball of the boy's foot, carefully, muscle by muscle**teasing* Mmmm.... but I get such lovely rewards for it, ne? *warm, tender look into Hisoka's eyes*

Hisoka: *just lets himself sprawl out on the bed, lazily relaxing, letting Tsuzuki have his way with him. It almost seems like a necessary process to get rid of all of his worries, which seem to creep in every so often, sometimes without warning.* Rewards, hmm? What kind of rewards do I owe you for such wonderful attention?

Tsuzuki: *tilts his head, with a mischievous smile* Mmmm.... touching you, like this... *working down to the heel, rubbing firmly but not harshly* ... kissing you... *raises Hisoka's foot to his lips and kisses the instep, his fingers caressing the arch* ... making you all relaxed... and happy... *glances up along Hisoka's body, focusing on the boy's pretty cock in it's nest of honey-blond hair*

Hisoka: *just lets his whole body relax, including his pretty cock.* You're good at making me happy. You're so selfless... and generous... I know I can trust everything to you. Like taking care of all that glass... I don't know, it just bothered me for some reason. *He lazily watches Tsuzuki's motions, touched by the kisses particularly.*

Tsuzuki: *massaging the boy's ankles, finding all the sensitive places, fingers lingering on the smooth skin, warm and teasing* I love to see you stretched out like this, spread out like a banquet... just waiting for me...

Hisoka: *a little smile plays over the boy's lips, one of those rare, genuine expressions of his.* I don't mind waiting for you if I know you're going to come for me. You'll come for me, won't you? *The innuendo is so obvious, he barely needs the tone of it in his voice.*

Tsuzuki: *slow, sultry smile* Oh, always, 'Soka, always.... especially when you scream for me... all sweet and begging...

Hisoka: You like me to be loud? *His free toes creep up the inside of Tsuzuki's thigh, teasing him.* I like it when you make me lose control, though. It lets me stop trying to hold everything together.

Tsuzuki: *stroking Hisoka's calf, then just behind his knee* I love it when you're loud, and when you lose control... lose all that reserve and show just how much you have hidden underneath it, all the passion and love in there, all your want for me... It makes me feel strong, and sexy and desireable...

Hisoka: *shivers as Tsuzuki touches there, the spot behind his knee being particularly sensitive.* It's just what I feel. I see you as being all of those things, and not only when we're having sex. *He lets his eyelids flicker closed and moans softly, relaxing into Tsuzuki's touch.* You're so good, 'Zuki... I should've begged you to do this for me ages ago.

Tsuzuki: *peppers small kisses up along Hisoka's calf, like drops of rain, teasing that sensitive joint with the tip of his tongue, slow and sensual* Mmmm... you'll just have to do it more often in the future... *his fingers are also slowly creeping along Hisoka's thigh, slithering towards the boy's groin and the fascinating treasures there*

Hisoka: *gasps softly as all the little nerves along his thigh are tickled He's still mostly limp, but as Tsuzuki's fingers near, the boy's thighs part almost automatically, a reflexive invitation.* Ah... maybe you should surprise me more often. I can think of a few things that would be interesting to wake up to...

Tsuzuki: *chuckles, moving between Hisoka's legs, the better to massage his thighs, fingers going near the boy's length, but not touching it, not yet* So can I. *his gentle fingers chase every bit of tension from those slender thighs* Want to give me even more naughty ideas? *winks*

Hisoka: *gives the man a mischievious look* I'd like to know what at least a few of your own naughty ideas are first. Then you can start stealing from me, if you want. I usually try to give you ideas by demonstrating, though. *Oh look, the boy's cock is just beginning to awaken, as Tsuzuki's fingers brush against his sensitive hairs.*

Tsuzuki: *slowly begins to strip off his shirt, still kneeling between Hisoka's thighs* Mmmm... I could wake you up by kissing you all over...

Hisoka: *arches a brow, watching Tsuzuki begin to strip, his interest growing* Mm... you could do that. Where would you start kissing me? *Without even thinking about it, his fingers trail down to his abdomen, occassionally brushing over his awakening arousal.*

Tsuzuki: *lets his shirt slide down his arms to flutter to the floor, and slowly unbuckles his belt, tossing it aside, then teasingly unzips his trousers* Mmmm... I could start with your collarbone and work my way down... *slips off the pants and his boxers, kicking them aside, and settling down to blow a soft, warm breath across the stiffening length of Hisoka's cock*

Hisoka: *whimpers softly at the feeling of his lover's breath on his sensitive shaft, and he squirms in response.* You're terrible, torturing me like this. *His voice is such a sensual purr, though, it doesn't sound much like a complaint.* How far are you going to go, working your way down?

Tsuzuki: *smirks, and drags the tip of his tongue along Hisoka's hard cock, as though tasting a piece of candy* Mmmm.... as far as I can go...

Hisoka: *moans helplessly, tilting his head back, clutching the bedsheets in an effort not to squirm, as much as he wants to.* Ah... 'Zuki! You naughty thing. Are you trying to drive me crazy? *His hips arch up from the bed slightly, wanting more than that faintly teasing touch.* Or have you just given up on trying to relax me?

Tsuzuki: *licks the rosy, heart-shaped head, curling his tongue around it, then teasing at the tiny slit, before looking up at his lover* Mmmm.... I love it when you go crazy, and give yourself up to pleasure. *softer, looking into Hisoka's eyes* I love it most when you drop all your barriers, all your defenses, and share your pleasure, your self, with me...

Hisoka: *gazes down at Tsuzuki, nibbling his lower lip in his teeth.* Do you think I hold too much back? *His voice is quiet, and even as he speaks the words he knows they're true.* It's easier for you. You have a deeper optimism. *He reaches for Tsuzuki's hair so he can run his fingers through it, a simple, familiar gesture, one calming to him.*

Tsuzuki: *moves up to wrap Hisoka in his arms, holding him close and nuzzling his hair* No, not at all. I'm grateful for everything you give me. I know how hard it is for you to open yourself up to others, even people you love.

Hisoka: *cuddles into Tsuzuki's arms, entwining their limbs, trying to touch as much of his lover as he can.* Sometimes I'm envious of you... how you have a bright smile and a kind word for everyone, how you're always so generous.... Sometimes I think I don't give you all the attention you deserve. Like... I should tell you more often how beautiful you look in the morning.

Tsuzuki: *snuggles him close, kissing his ear**whispers* I love you... and I love every moment you choose to spend with me. And I don't think I look all that beautiful in the morning; I just look like me...

Hisoka: *hugs his lover tightly* You are beautiful. Your hair, your eyes, your whole body. The way you look at me. The way you touch me. Believe me, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. *He nuzzles kisses against the man's cheek and into his hair.* And the way you looked at me when you came in and saw I'd gotten cut...

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka tight, melting inside at his lover's words* When you say it... I believe it. *buries his face in soft honey-blond* And I want to protect you from being hurt, always, however I can...

Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against Tsuzuki's shoulder.* You're good at protecting me. I appreciate everything you do for me... especially the things that involve massage oil. *His voice faintly teasing, he drags his fingers through a spot on his thigh where the oil hasn't been rubbed in completely, and he slicks it over the man's chest, leaving lines from his fingers.*

Tsuzuki: *draws in a happy breath when he feels Hisoka's slick, talented fingers trailing across his chest* Mmm... *runs his hand down Hisoka's front in one long caress to find the smooth hot skin of the boy's cock, fondling it gently* I know several things I love to do for you...

Hisoka: *the boy's erection had been flagging as they talked, but as soon as Tsuzuki touches it, it recovers.* Mm.. like what? *His voice is that silky purr again, rubbing against Tsuzuki to try to get any remaining oil onto his lovers skin.* Why don't you tell me about it before you do it?

Tsuzuki: *smiles slyly* Oh... I'd love to lick you here... *strokes Hisoka's cock*

Fade to Black

RP Log - Tsuzuki and Hisoka - Happiness - August 3,. 2003

2004-06-08T13:37:02Z

Tsuzuki: *in the library, contemplating folding one of the forms he's supposed to be filling out into a paper airplane and sending it out the window*

Hisoka: *appearing in the doorway to the library, speaking even before he might be noticed.* I doubt Tatsumi-san would appreciate it if you lost one of those pages.

Tsuzuki: *startles* Huh? I don't care what he appreciates at this point. All these forms are basically the same thing anyway. Why can't we just do one big one and be done with it? *smiles over at Hisoka, and pushes his chair back to get up*

Hisoka: *wanders over to Tsuzuki's side, slipping an arm aroudn his waist.* Would you rather be out in the field, with big, mean monsters chewing on you?

Tsuzuki: *hugs him close* Hmmm, tough question. I'd rather not be doing work at all. *nuzzles Hisoka's hair, quietly drinking in the boy's presence* Missed you... been busy today?

Hisoka: *leans against his lover, basking in the attentive nuzzling.* Yeah, finally getting to some of the files I've put off looking at for a few days. But I -haven't- been tempted to send it all sailing out of the window. *his voice faintly teasing.*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* You have more patience than I do. *kisses Hisoka's ear* Ne, Hisoka, I've been wondering... how do you define happiness?

Hisoka: *blinks at the man for a moment, having not expected a philosophical question.* Ano... what brings this up?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles Hisoka* Oh, nothing really. It's just a thought I had. *edging them towards the couch for better snuggling*

Hisoka: *allows himself to be drawn to the sofa, then snuggles up against Tsuzuki there.* I don't know if I think that much about happiness. I know I like being with you, at least.

Tsuzuki: *settles so Hisoka is half in his lap, and cups the boy's cheek in his palm* I'm glad. I like being with you. *smiles, teasing* Even when you're yelling at me about little things, because then I know everything's all right.

Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against Tsuzuki's forehead.* Someone needs to make sure you're behaving yourself. On your own, probably all of the files Tatsumi-san gave you would end up as paper airplanes.

Tsuzuki: *brushes his lips along Hisoka's jaw* Maybe. Depends on how many useless things I'd have to write down on them.

Hisoka: *his eyelids fluttering closed, relaxing against Tsuzuki's feathered kisses* Everything must be useful to someone, someday, if they want us to spend so much time on all of it.

Tsuzuki: *licking lightly along the pulse point behind Hisoka's ear* For what, birdcage liners?

Hisoka: *smirks a little* The birds need something to read, don't they?

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* I didn't know they could read. I thought it was just their version of toilet paper.

Hisoka: *shrugs* Well, you were the one who complained that everything we were writing was useless.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles Hisoka's hair* I was just teasing. I'm sure Tatsumi or Gushoshin have a use for it somewhere, but I don't want to think about that. Can you imagine how much paper there must be in that library?

Hisoka: *hums thoughtfully* A lot, I'm sure. I suppose I have a greater faith in beaurocracy... silly, isn't it? *He runs his fingers lighlty through Tsuzuki's hair.*

Tsuzuki: *petting Hisoka's back in long, slow strokes, like he would a cat* I don't think so. Or if it is, we all have our sillinesses, don't we? Watari and his potions, Tatsumi with money... I think we need to have faith in something to keep going and stay sane...

Hisoka: *resting his head against Tsuzuki's* I like being here with you more than anywhere I've ever been. *His childhood certainly wasn't very happy.*

Tsuzuki: *deeply touched by Hisoka's words* Hisoka... I... *he's so happy he isn't sure what to say for once, so he brushes his lips across the boy's again, knowing that Hisoka can feel his emotions and letting them speak for him*

Hisoka: *doesn't need the words, only Tsuzuki's presence. He returns the kiss gently, the gesture meaning more to him than anything.* What makes you happiest? *He can't really say just "happy," since the man seems happy under most circumstances.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* Being with you. Being surrounded by people whom I love and who love me. Knowing that the people I love are safe.

Hisoka: *hums softly* You're so sweet and generous. That's one of the things I love about you.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* I love your kindness, however much you may try to hide it under prickles.

Hisoka: *wrinkles his nose* Shh... don't say that too loudly. Someone might overhear. *He leans in and brushes a kiss against the man's lips.*

Tsuzuki: *returns the sweet kiss, feathering another along Hisoka's chin**softer* Ah, I wouldn't want to blow your cover. I love your devious side, too...

Hisoka: *can't help but look faintly amused* My devious side, huh? What do you like me doing that's so devious?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* Surprising me with the schoolgirl outfit, even if I did have to coax you a little to get you to put it on... when you and Watari surprised me on my birthday... I love your playful side.

Hisoka: *blushes faintly* Ah, right. I like surprising you with things. You seem to appreciate them so much.

Tsuzuki: I love that, not just for the fun, but because it shows the confidence and trust you have in me. *brushes a kiss across Hisoka's lips* And because you enjoy it so much...

Hisoka: *nuzzling* There's a lot that I enjoy, just because it's you. Tsuzuki... you're mine. *He hugs the man tightly then, maybe a little embarrassed by the words he seldom says, but meaning them nonetheless.*

Tsuzuki: *hugs him tightly, brimming with emotion* Yes, all yours... and you're mine, too. Always. *nuzzles a lingering kiss to Hisoka's lips* Just because it's you...

Fanfic - Secret Wish

2004-02-29T22:07:09Z

Title: Secret Wish
Rating: NC-17
Series: Yami no Matsuei
Pairing: Tsuzuki/Watari x Hisoka
Genre: Smut (PWP)
Warnings: Yaoi, non-con, bondage, darkfic
Comments: tigerm asked for a threesome involving Watari. I kind of think this wasn't what she had in mind, because it turned out to be pretty dark. But the plot was rattling around in my head for a few days, so I decided to write it. This probably isn't the best job I've ever done characterizing the shinigami, especially poor Watari.

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"Hisoka. Now be a good boy and be still. If you struggle, it'll only hurt more." Tsuzuki's voice was a sultry, almost sinister purr in his ear, the man's breath tickling his sensitive skin.

The boy felt the handcuffs' cool steel closing around his wrists, heard the soft clicking sound they made as they tightened. He made a soft noise of complaint, wriggling a bit, needlessly testing their solidity. "They're tight. They already hurt."

Watari gave him a seemingly vicious, toothy grin. "Is that so? I guess that'll remind you to behave, won't it?" The man's fingers roamed over Hisoka's body in gentle but possessive movements, an irrefutable signal to the boy that Watari could do anything he chose, touch anywhere, cause pleasure or pain, at his whim.

Hisoka's soft whimper in response was cut off by Tsuzuki tightening his arms around him from behind. They all knelt naked on the broad bed, Tsuzuki keeping control of Hisoka's body, Watari in front with the box of "toys." Tsuzuki nuzzled against the boy's ear, nipping the sensitive flesh almost roughly. "You don't know how long I've dreamed of seeing you like this. Bending completely to my wishes. Finally surrendering all your control and giving in to pleasure and sensation."

Hisoka shook his head violently, his stubborn streak refusing to break. "Stop, this is too hard. I can't do it."

Watari nuzzled in too, right against the earlobe being teased between Tsuzuki's teeth, licking both the other man's lips and the caught flesh. "I think you can. We're going to make you." The man clipped a small clamp onto each of Hisoka's nipples, a silver chain joining them.

Hisoka cried out at the sharp sensation, pain approaching pleasure to the point that he couldn't deny that it felt so good. He squirmed, as if looking for a way he could escape the tight pinching, but the movement only made the chain sway more, creating a gentle tugging this way and that. Tsuzuki's fingers circled one nipple, caressing the flesh with a feather-light touch, occasionally bumping the clamp to send a jolt of sensation through the boy's body. Hisoka felt like his body was an instrument being played by these two men, and he had no choice but to surrender.

Again Tsuzuki nuzzled close to Hisoka, murmuring into his ear. "Now I want you to do something for Watari. Look at him. He wants you to suck him off."

Hisoka gazed wide-eyed at Watari, and the arousal in the other man's gaze was obvious. A heated flush appeared on the boy's skin, not just on his cheeks but coloring most of his body, too, making his green eyes seem to shine all the brighter. "No, I can't."

Tsuzuki wouldn't give an inch, though. "You can. You will." Hands were holding him fast, pushing him down, close to Watari's erect cock.

Hisoka tried to protest again, but the head of Watari's cock was already pressing against his lips, and he could do nothing else but take it into his mouth. He could feel as much as hear Watari moan, and the blond sunk the fingers of one hand into his hair, taking a fistful of it even as he offered gentle guidance. Watari's own, musky scent was light and seemed to taste like lemon and honey. Hisoka lapped at the man's shaft, running his tongue over as much of it as he could reach as it was thrust in and out of his mouth. As dirty as it made him feel, it was strangely addictive too, as he could feel Watari's pleasure surging in reaction to everything he did.

He felt Tsuzuki too, watching. He felt the two of them kiss, the surge of arousal in Watari that had nothing to do with anything Hisoka did. Tsuzuki's fingers were slick with lube and teasing at his tight entrance, driving him so wild with desire he wasn't sure what should get his attention. Tsuzuki then slid a finger inside him, all the way in to his last knuckle. The boy could do nothing, could hardly move in response, so he sucked Watari all the more fiercely. Hisoka's own erect cock pulsed with need but hung virtually unattended, Tsuzuki even keeping him from making a little friction against the sheets.

Then Hisoka choked, feeling Watari starting to come. He prepared himself to swallow, but then the man's shaft was pulled from his lips. Musky, pearlescent liquid spattered over his left cheek and dripped down his throat and chest. With the gesture of humiliation, the boy half-sobbed, his body drooping in the others' hands. Tsuzuki pulled Hisoka back up, his slick fingers still remaining buried in the youth's tight channel. "What a good boy you are. Maybe I should give you a reward. Would you like that?"

"Please... please--" the boy gasped out, unable to get out any other words. Hisoka's head tilted back to rest against Tsuzuki's shoulder, exposing his throat, his whole body to the others' gaze.

"'Please' what? You need something inside you?" Tsuzuki wiggled his buried fingers, brushing over that hard button inside the boy. Hisoka gasped and his body arched in response, as if it was a puppet being perfectly controlled by Tsuzuki, and the man chuckled. "Maybe I should take that as answer enough."

Tsuzuki slid his fingers out, leaving Hisoka with that achingly empty feeling. The boy whimpered, pure need in the sound. Tsuzuki gave a wicked laugh in response. "You want this? Filling you up and making you mine?" He ran the head of his cock up and down the length of the boy's crevice, teasing at the entrance, playing at stretching him without actually pushing past that tight ring of muscle.

Watari kneeled between the Hisoka's spread thighs, pushing the boy's knees even further apart. "You're so cruel, Tsuzuki. Can't you see how much he just needs to be fucked?" The blonde’s fingers closed around Hisoka's achingly hard shaft, his thumb circling the weeping slit, smearing that bead of moisture over the head's smooth surface.

"Mm, I think so. I think he's begging for it." Tsuzuki's cock then slid into the boy's tight channel, pushing past the gentle resistance, burying himself completely in Hisoka's heat.

A ragged cry tore from the boy's throat, a sound of pure ravishment and possession. His eyes were squeezed shut tightly, and tears ran from the corners, his emotional control failing.

Watari leaned close, running the tip of his tongue up the boy's right cheek, along the line the tear ran. "So beautiful. I could eat you up right now." He tugged on the chain connecting boy's nipple clips teasingly, a reminder of control. Then he lowered his lips to the head of the boy's cock, kissing the smooth, taut skin, then taking the shaft into his mouth.

Watching Watari over Hisoka's shoulder, Tsuzuki smiled. "Your body doesn't lie. Everyone can see how turned on you are, how much you want it."

Hisoka's green eyes flew open wide, but his protests died on his lips. It was true. He did want it, no matter what he said to the contrary. He wanted to be fucked, to be used and controlled, to have all of his defenses knocked away so that for once, he could have simple, pure feeling. He knew it was a lie even as he sobbed it out: "No... I don't--I'm not like that." But even as he said it, his body wanted this with a desperate need that he couldn't ever remember wanting anything before.

Tsuzuki gave a soft laugh and began to thrust carefully in and out of the boy's body. His careful movements were on account of Watari, really, whose throat was being fucked by Hisoka's cock in the transfer of movement. Watari reached up and gripped Hisoka's hips, helping to control the movement and form a more precise counterpoint with Tsuzuki, as well as taking away the last element of control that Hisoka might have. The chain connecting his nipple clips jangled against his chest with each of Tsuzuki's thrusts, a soft, fluid event that was sensation against his flushed skin as much as noise.

The boy's green eyes strayed to the huge mirror that had been set up near the bed to reflect the scene--he saw himself being fucked and sucked off so shamelessly, his own mouth open with pleasured gasps, lubricant and come smeared, sticky and drying, over his body. He saw it and he loved it, how he felt so much like a whore, so completely debauched. His body took over completely then, orgasm hitting him fast and hard, seizing him like an electric shock. He felt himself come deep inside Watari's throat, the man sucking and swallowing to milk him of every drop. Simultaneously, he felt his channel tighten around Tsuzuki's cock, the sudden sensation bringing the man to climax mere heartbeats later.

Hisoka heard nothing else that was said at that moment, only felt a raw scream tear itself from his throat. His body crumpled in the others' hold, helpless sobs racking him, long-buried emotion finally being thrown out into the light. The suddenness and violence of the eruption knocked all three off-balance, and they all went down onto the bed, Hisoka face down, his ass in the air, both men's bodies atop him.

For a long moment, they were still. Touching them both, Hisoka was like a conduit, telegraphing aftershocks of pleasure around in a circuit among the three. At last, Tsuzuki nudged them both, since he was the one trapped in the middle. "Ow... I think you're poking me with something, Watari."

"Oh, am I? Sorry about that." He tried to extricate himself from the tangle of limbs.

Hisoka made a muffled noise into the sheets.

"Eh? Nani?" Tsuzuki wriggled forward and pulled Hisoka over so the boy could lie on his side. "What did you say?"

A tiny bit everyday annoyance crept through the weariness in the boy's voice. "I said, 'Chrysanthemum'. I've got a cramp in my shoulder."

"Whoops, sorry about that, Bon." At the boy's mention of their safe word, Watari produced the key to the handcuffs and unlocked them without delay.

Tsuzuki didn't miss the red marks around the boy's wrists as the cuffs were removed. "Are you all right? It doesn't hurt too much, does it?"

He took each of the boy's hands in his own and kissed the red-marked wrists, his amethyst eyes scanning the boy's face readingly.

"No, it's fine." The boy reclaimed one hand and rubbed at his tear-stained face, his emotions finally coming under control. He felt positively filthy--physically, now--even as it felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his soul.

Watari wrapped his arm around Hisoka's waist and pulled him snug against his body, spooning with him. "We'll have to get you in the bath soon. You're covered in... all kinds of stuff." Watari ran his fingers through the slick stickiness on Hisoka's stomach.

Hisoka made a soft noise that might have sounded suspiciously like a chuckle, unless one remembered that the boy never laughed. "I suppose." But he made no effort to move.

"But not yet, ne, Watari?" Tsuzuki said, nuzzling in close on Hisoka's other side. He gazed at Hisoka for a moment, earnest affection in his eyes, before his lips brushed over Hisoka's in a soft kiss. Through even this small, gentle contact, Tsuzuki almost seemed to glow. His cheer became infectious, filtering through them like light. In this moment of intimacy, Hisoka knew that no matter what had happened to him in the past, no matter what demons still haunted him, these two would still love him. They would smile for him when he couldn't.

Fanfic - Working Birthday

2004-02-25T05:54:41Z

Title: Working Birthday
Rating: PG
Series: Yami no Matsuei
Pairing: Tsuzuki and Hisoka
Genre: Fluff/Sweetness
Warnings: Male x male kissing, sleeping in the same bed. How scandalous.
Summary: Tsuzuki has to work, even on his birthday.
Comments: This one's dedicated to tigerm, who asked for something sweet. And see, I even got this posted in time for Tsuzuki's birthday!

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Chilly wind from the late-February evening billowing out his black coat, Tsuzuki just stared, slack-jawed in what could only be described as pure horror. "How... how could he do this to us?"

Hisoka just shrugged, both at the situation and at his partner's reaction, having become used to this sort of thing after several years as a shinigami. "That's the way Tatsumi-san is. Would you rather he took the price of a nice hotel room out of our food budget?" Shouldering his bag, he walked up to the door and opened it gingerly--indeed, it seemed like that tugging on it too hard might pull it off its hinges.

Tsuzuki's shoulders dropped and he trudged in after Hisoka. "I only hope that he'll send a rescue party when the place collapses."

Hisoka snorted softly, already moving to set up his laptop on the low table near the window. "It's only for a few days, until we finish this case. Then we can head back to EnMaCho and you can work on knocking down the buildings there."

Poking into the cabinets, investigating the futon and blankets, the electric tea pot that seemed to be the room's only modern accessory, Tsuzuki couldn't be distracted from his pouting. "Still... to be stuck here, of all places, today... and tomorrow..... Even if we do have a case, you'd think Tatsumi would be more understanding, is all."

The boy took no apparent notice, as the computer finally booted up and he began checking email. "Watari-san has sent us a list of locations to check tomorrow. Would you like to find them on the map so we won't have to waste too much time backtracking?"

Tsuzuki sighed and sat down at the table, unfolding the map. "H-hai."

Hisoka watched him carefully for a moment, and then pushed a list of restaurants toward him. "We'll have to eat lunch at some point too."

Tsuzuki immediately brightened, seizing upon the list. "Ah, sankyuu!"

The boy's look softened as he watched Tsuzuki's reaction, aware after all this time that it wasn't unusual for the man to get more work done with a small, happy distraction. Work went smoothly for the next several hours, so much so that Hisoka didn't even notice the time passing until it was nearly 2 a.m. and Tsuzuki was making a point of unrolling and fluffing up the futon.

"Come on. Bed. Tomorrow will be tiring enough without getting at least half a night's sleep." Tsuzuki's voice was gentle but firm.

"I'm not a child," Hisoka protested, but he obediently got up and followed Tsuzuki to bed. "You don't have to be so... mothering."

"Hai, hai. I'll remember that next time," Tsuzuki answered blithely, unconcerned with the scolding. With a familiarity that comes from years together, he tucked Hisoka's body close against his and pulled the covers over them both.

They were still for a few long moments. Weariness had finally caught up with the boy, making his slight body feel like a stone. Tsuzuki nuzzled against Hisoka's ear, murmuring, "Ne, Hisoka. Still awake?"

The boy made no response. After another long moment, Tsuzuki closed his eyes and allowed himself to join is partner in sleep.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Hours later, Tsuzuki woke to the sound of movement in the room. It was not even fully light yet, but the man recognized the familiar sounds of his partner moving around on the worn wood floors in his sock-feet, attending to the tea pot to bring the water inside to a boil.
His body still insisting it wasn't time to get up, Tsuzuki pulled the blankets over his head, hiding from the soft sounds as he drifted back to drowsing.

An immeasurable amount of time later, the sound of a voice pulled him from sleep again. "Tsuzuki. Breakfast." Hisoka's voice was close, though muffled by the blanket. Tsuzuki could hear the boy setting something down onto the floor. "Tsuzuki. Your tea will get cold." The sound of tea being poured into a ceramic cup, the scent of fragrant tea leaves steeping... and something else. "Tsuzuki... happy birthday."

Tsuzuki peeked out from the blanket. There was a cup of tea and a pastry that smelled suspiciously like apple and cinnamon.

Hisoka tried to watch without looking like he was watching. Cradling his own tea cup in both hands, he sipped the fragrant liquid slowly. "I thought a little breakfast might help."

"Hisoka! You remembered? Where did this come from?"

"Baka. Of course I remembered. You think after all our years together, I'd forget my own partner's birthday? And the pastry is from the bakery down the street. The place was closed when we passed it last night, so I walked down this morning to get it. I know it wasn't really your first choice to be working and away from home on your birthday, but..."

Hisoka trailed off, wondering if Tsuzuki was even listening to him. By that time, though, Tsuzuki was absorbed in licking frosting and fruit from his fingertips, nothing but crumbs left of the flaky sweetbread. "You've already made my morning. There's just one more thing that I need...." He wiggled his sticky fingers at Hisoka teasingly.

"What's that? A bath?" The boy set aside his tea and began looking around for something to use as a napkin.

"No. Not that. How about a birthday kiss from my partner?" Taking advantage of Hisoka's distraction, the man snagged the small blonde’s body and pulled him back onto the futon, so that he half-sprawled over Tsuzuki.

"Wha--? If we don't get up soon, we'll get a late start." But his protests melted away as he looked into his partner's amethyst eyes. Hisoka's voice was soft, rare emotion creeping in. "A kiss is all you want? That would have been less trouble than making you breakfast in bed." But the boy, his lips warm from tea, pressed his lips to Tsuzuki's.

Tsuzuki slipped his arms around Hisoka and deepened the kiss, sharing the taste of sweet apple and cinnamon. It wasn't their first kiss, and certainly wouldn't be their last, but somehow the intimacy of the moment made it special. Slowly, the boy's empathic barriers fell away, and he opened himself to his partner. Tsuzuki could feel Hisoka's trust and concern, his kindness, the need for closeness he so often kept hidden. Neither said anything about love, but neither needed to.

Fanfic - Early Morning Light

2004-02-20T06:43:39Z

Title: Early Morning Light
Rating: PG
Series: Yami no Matsuei
Pairing: Tsuzuki and Hisoka
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Snuggling, implied male x male cohabitation
Summary: There's a remarkable sight outside of the boys' window....
Comments: Not much plot going on here, just a simple little scene.

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Nuzzle nuzzle, right against Hisoka's ear.

The boy burrowed more deeply into the bedclothes, pulling the blankets up more tightly around him.

Nuzzle nuzzle. It felt humid, like a puppy dog's nose, and tickled like breath.

The alarm that Tsuzuki might have actually brought a stray into the apartment--no matter that Hisoka had told him a dozen times that they weren’t home enough these days to take care of an animal--forced the boy into wakefulness. "Wha--what is it?" His voice was still rough and slurred from sleep.

"Come on, get up. I want to show you something."

The boy's eyes were open just tiny slivers, but he could tell it was just barely dawn, the way morning light was graying the room. "You're crazy. It's barely even daytime yet." Hisoka irrationally felt annoyed, since usually he was the one who was up early, keeping Tsuzuki from sleeping in too late.

"I know. But if you sleep any longer, you'll miss it." Tsuzuki smiled with that honest, earnest charm that so often made Hisoka give in and let his partner have whatever he wanted. Before the boy could even come up with another protest, Tsuzuki pulled him over to the window and nudged apart the curtains a bit, enough to half-hide their state of dress--or lack thereof. Hisoka had on warm pajamas, but Tsuzuki was dressed only in his usual boxers and T-shirt.

The boy peered out through the window, trying to pick out whatever it was Tsuzuki wanted him to see. "What is it I'm looking at?" There was just the small garden outside, the other nearby buildings, and the small swath of green park visible down the block and across the street.

Standing behind him, Tsuzuki wrapped his arms around him and held him close, nuzzling into his hair. "Look towards the park, near the pond," he murmured.

It took a moment or two for Hisoka's eyes to adjust to the grey outside. The pond at the park, which normally looked like a dark blue smudge in daylight, had been somehow transfigured in the luminous oranges and purples of beginning dawn. In the reeds was a pair of white cranes, picking their way through the shallows with graceful elegance. Hisoka gasped, leaning back against Tsuzuki and into his embrace. "I didn't know there were cranes in this area," he almost whispered, as if afraid the creatures could overhear him and be startled by the noise.

Tsuzuki played along, whispering into the boy's ear in reply. "Usually there aren't. I was surprised to see them, too."

"Where do you think they came from? And how did you manage to get out of bed even to see them?" Somehow that seemed to be the most puzzling part.

"Must be an early morning miracle," Tsuzuki teased, nuzzling in and kissing Hisoka's ear gently.

"Must be... oh--" Even as Hisoka was speaking, the birds extended their wings and leapt into the air, wheeling above the park before vanishing into the distance. "They're gone...." It was strange, but he couldn’t hide his disappointment.

Tsuzuki nuzzled a kiss against the nape of Hisoka's neck. "At least we were able to see them for a few minutes. Think of all the people still asleep in their beds that missed out on even that."

"Yeah, I guess so...." He yawned and stretched, glancing in the direction of their kitchenette. "It's really getting light out by now. I guess we should see about getting breakfast."

Tsuzuki didn't let him go, though. "I've got a better idea," he said, that unmistakably mischievous tone in his voice. Still keeping Hisoka's back clutched tightly against his front, he guided the boy back towards the bed.

"Hey, watch out! You're so lazy," the boy scolded, but he was unable to keep the affection out, couldn’t even struggle much as they tumbled back into bed together.

Schuldig and Hisoka - First Meetings

2004-01-22T08:12:45Z

This took place December 8, 2003, before Omi's arrival at the House.

Schuldig: *Seifer's old haunt had been transformed into his own personal space, at least as much as he'd been able to do by throwing around around some laundry and carefully placing a beer bottle or two. Normally, he wouldn't live in such swallor, but as he didn't have any posters or paint, the mess served as home. Currently, he was flopped across the large, cushiony bed, listening to music on a pair of headphones, dressed in jeans and a tee-shirt that had seen better days.*

Hisoka: *now that he has been made aware of Schuldig's presence, it's hard for the boy to ignore it. No matter what he's doing--practicing kendo or archery, working, reading, whatever--it seems like he always feels the man faintly. Finally, after an hour of staring at a file and getting no work on it done, he gives up on it and goes looking for the new redhead. The man proves not too difficult to find, Hisoka hesitating briefly before knocking firmly on the bedroom door.*

Schuldig: *the loud music hides the knock from his detection, and he continues babbling along with the words in a low voice*

Hisoka: *turns the knob slowly and pushes the door open a few inches. He doesn't enter, just scans the messy room, his gaze settling on Schuldig and watching him for a long moment. Then he murmurs, his voice low,* Not so scary, I think....

Schuldig: *despite the music, someone entering his domain isn't something he can ignore easily. he looks up sharply, spying the cracked door.... but no presence. He pulls the headphones off, reaching under his pillow for the handgun hidden there*

Hisoka: *pushes the door open more fully, revealing his presence.* What is that, a handgun? My weapon of choice too. *The boy leans against the doorframe, appearing not at all intimidated by Schuldig reaching for his weapon.* It looks like our decorative tastes are pretty different, though. I wouldn't ever consider beer cans "Art."

Schuldig: *relaxing visibly, he pushes the gun back under his pillow and sits up, glancing around with a shrug and a smile* It works for me.

Hisoka: *takes that as an invitation, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. No sense in advertising to the whole House that they're hanging out together.* There's all kinds of stuff in the attic, if you want to bring some actual decorative stuff down. Everyone's free to borrow anything up there.

Schuldig: *watches for a moment, noticing the closed door with both satisfaction and intrigue* Thanks. I'll keep that in mind. *a pause, before he leans back on his elbows* What's Ran's little prize doing hunting me down?

Hisoka: *arches a brow, coming a little on edge* "Ran's little prize"? What makes you call me that? *He doesn't argue with the point of hunting the man down, of course, because it's true.*

Schuldig: *smirks* When thinking about things he wants to protect from me, top of that list is you.... besides Mouri, that is.

Hisoka: *visibly surprised at that.* Is that so? I can't imagine.... *That he would be so high on Ran's list, anyway. He tries to cover his surprise by redirecting his puzzlement.* I'm not nearly as defenseless as Ran thinks I am. It's sweet, how protective he is, but he still has a life of his own to risk losing.

Schuldig: *gives another shrug and watches the kid quietly* That's just how he is.

Hisoka: *shrugs at that, then shuffles closer and sits on the edge of the bed.* What I wonder about is why you're at the top of Ran's list of things he wants to protect people from. Are you planning mischief against him?

Schuldig: Planning? *laughs* Planning isn't my style.

Hisoka: *frowns at that* Surely you must know if you intend to do something against him.

Schuldig: I don't intend anything. *smiles at the teen* But he's fun to play with.

Hisoka: *his green eyes intense and serious* Ah, so you do intend something against him. You have sex with him, don't you? *The boy doesn't know for sure, of course, but he gets the idea from the way Ran acts... and what Schuldig says.*

Schuldig: *his grin widens, cobalt eyes flashing* Why, would you like to have sex with me?

Hisoka: *snorts softly* If you're even jumping to that conclusion, -you- must be thinking about having sex with me. Or maybe you think everyone who stops to have a conversation with you is just trying to pull you into bed.

Schuldig: *leans over, reaching out to brush a finger across Hisoka's jaw with a smile* You're the one inquiring in my sex life.

Hisoka: *smacks Schuldig's hand away, his eyes flashing with anger.* You aren't allowed to touch me without my permission.

Schuldig: *pulls his hand away with a laugh, bringing it to his lips to suck lightly on the sting* I can see why Ran likes you.

Hisoka: *snorts at that.* Can you? You think you know all about me already, from just a few minutes' conversation?

Schuldig: I know a bit.... and not all of that was gleened just from the past few minutes. *grinning still* But what I meant is that you're a lot like him.

Hisoka: *relaxes a fraction at that.* Ah... I suppose that's true. He and I relate well to one another. *And it's a big reason why Hisoka relies so much on Ran... and why he looks up to him so much.* What else do you think you know about me?

Schuldig: That you're a little like me. *smirks*

Hisoka: *blink-blinks* Uh... what?

Schuldig: You're gifted. Dead. But gifted. An empath, I figure. A pretty good one too.

Hisoka: *arches a brow, quiet for a moment. Then he nods... there's no point in hiding any of this, after all.* That's true. I used to pick up emotions from everyone... I've gotten better at shielding since I came to the House, though. It used to be, I'd get sucked into anyone's emotions just by them touching me.

Schuldig: *shrugs* no training. I'm surprised you've taught yourself shielding. You're better than I thought.

Hisoka: Cye-san helped me. But yeah, it did take a lot of training. In essence, it's not too different from the discipline of martial arts that I learned when I was young. How about you?

Schuldig: Me?

Hisoka: Your powers. Your training. C'mon, it's your turn to share.

Schuldig: *smiles* This isn't daycare, pretty boy.

Hisoka: No, this is called the Harem House. And everything here is give and take. And it's your turn to give a little. *It's probably obvious there's a little "or else" in his voice.*

Schuldig: *laughs* Says you?

Hisoka: *leans a little closer to Schuldig, his bright green eyes intense and earnest.* Yeah, says me.

Schuldig: *leans back at the boy, moving his face within an inch of Hisoka's* You're cute when you're adament.

Hisoka: Are you hitting on me, Schuldig-san? In the last minute, you've called me cute and pretty. *He doesn't draw back from their very close proximity, however.*

Schuldig: Do you want me to hit on you? *without waiting for an answer, he leans in to press his lips to the teen's*

Hisoka: *blinks rapidly as he's suddenly--though maybe not unexpectedly--kissed. He can't even breathe for a moment, but then he closes his eyes, relaxing into a kiss. Maybe it shouldn't be a surprise, but Schuldig's lips are nice--warm and yielding, even as the man is being so forward.*

Schuldig: *hums in pleasure, his tongue pressing past Hisoka's lips with a smooth persuasion*

Hisoka: *allows the deepening of the kiss, in response lifting his fingertips to touch Schuldig's throat in a gentle caress. It's strange, but even with this small gesture, he understands the man a bit more.*

Schuldig: *suddenly pulls back, his eyes flashing as his lips twist* Having fun?

Hisoka: You're not a bad kisser. No wonder Ran has trouble resisting you.

Schuldig: Forget Ran. What's your story? Why do you want to know so much about me?

Hisoka: Why shouldn't I want to know about you? Ran thinks you're... dangerous. Trouble. But still the House let you in for some reason. I'm just curious about why.

Schuldig: *grins and lays back on the bed, stretching* It's like I told Ran. The House likes me.

Hisoka: *snorts softly* That's no answer. The House must want to use you for some reason, either to help you learn a lesson, or to teach someone else one.

Schuldig: *stares up at the ceiling* Damn, never knew the House only let people in to use them.

Hisoka: *the boy's opinions are surely his own, even if he's presenting them as fact.* I get the feeling that you're no stranger to using people either, though. Otherwise, why would you kiss me?

Schuldig: *laughs, lifting his head off the bed to look at him* What would I be using you for?

Hisoka: I'm sure you wouldn't mind having something to use against Ran.

Schuldig: I've got plenty on Ran without you, darling.

Hisoka: *shrugs again* Like I said, otherwise, why would you kiss me?

Schuldig: Do I need a reason other than wanting to?

Hisoka: Yes, you do. I want to know when I'm being used. You had a purpose in kissing me, just like I had one in kissing you.

Schuldig: *shakes his head* Unlike you, I do things I think will be fun. Spur of the moment, no holds barred. Thought and planning and motive and scheming are a pain in the ass. Did you get what you wanted out of the kiss? Do you know more about me?

Hisoka: *looks a little pouty* I do things because they'll be fun, too! Well, I guess not "spur of the moment." *His expression softens a little as he looks thoughtful.* I think I did get what I wanted. But what I wanted was to learn more about myself, not you.

Schuldig: *tilts his head* Yourself?

Hisoka: I don't believe I need to be afraid of you anymore. Do you think that's a bit strange? I think my wariness comes from Ran's warning more than anything having to do with you.

Schuldig: *eyes flashing lightly* I'd be wary if I were you. Take Ran's warning to heart, chibi.

Hisoka: I'm not stupid, Schuldig-san. I know enough about your past to know you aren't completely harmless, anymore than Ran is. But still....

Schuldig: Ran and I are not the same.

Hisoka: Clearly not. I suppose it bothers you to be compared to him?

Schuldig: *flops over onto his stomach, looking out the window* I don't care. I was just correcting you.

Hisoka's diary

2003-10-18T15:09:28Z

Happy birthday to me, and all that.

The party that Tsuzuki put together was really nice. I was so surprised at the cake he had brought in... maybe I shouldn't be, since it is Tsuzuki, and he never cuts corners when it comes to deserts. The candleholders he gave me are so beautiful, too. I keep going over to them and picking them up to touch them. They really look nice in the bedroom.

Besides Tsuzuki, Watari was there, and Alucard-san, and someone called Anji-san, who I guess was at Watari and Kenshin-san's wedding. He seemed fine... not like someone who causes trouble. Watari took the occassion to try to coerce me into playing ball with him or somesuch... I promised I would, but I keep having more misgivings. He promised his wedding to Kenshin-san wouldn't change him, but it's clear it has. Not that I blame him. Maybe it's even better this way. Tsuzuki's always so concerned about us leaving, saying that people need us here. Yet I can see it gradually becoming more clear that that isn't true. Eventually, we'll be able to make do with occassional visits and letters every once in a while, and no one will mind much.

Are these depressing remarks for a birthday entry? I don't think I intended them to be. I'm just trying to work everything out in my head so that I can be sure that everything will be all right.

RP Log -- Hisoka x Tsuzuki -- Oil Games

2003-07-30T01:26:27Z

Tsuzuki: *puttering in his and Hisoka's room, pulling off his tie and tossing it over the mirror before stretching out on the bed with a contented sigh*

Hisoka: *already sprawled out on the bed, looking tired and tousled but awake. He's half-curled up around a book he had been reading but has given up on for a while.* How far did you get on that new batch of files that Tatsumi-san sent?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles, taking Hisoka into his arms for an affectionate cuddle* About halfway. It's slow going, and watch out for the crime scene photos.

Hisoka: *just hums and nods, nuzzling into Tsuzuki's arms. His hands roam over the man's body, as if assuring himself that he's really here.* I took a look at them earlier... they look pretty detailed.

Tsuzuki: *nods, nuzzling Hisoka's hair to inhale its clean, fresh scent, rubbing the boy's back, reaffirming his solidity* They are... although I could do without seeing some of the details from a personal standpoint. *like the body that was literally shredded into tiny pieces*

Hisoka: *sighs a little, picking up on Tsuzuki's reaction to the image, if not the immediate image itself.* You should take a few hours to relax. I can feel how tense you are. *His fingers curl at the nape of the man's neck, caressing the sensitive skin.*

Tsuzuki: *sighs happily as Hisoka strokes the back of his neck* Mmmm, yeah... I don't suppose you'd be willing to give me a massage?
Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against Tsuzuki's ear* I suppose I could. As long as you don't mind me falling asleep on top of you. *thinks again* Or molesting you. *Muhaha.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles tenderly, but with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes* I would enjoy either one immensely! *kisses Hisoka's nose*

Hisoka: *gives the man a wry look* Right, because me asleep on you is just so exciting. All right, take off your clothes. *His tone and touch are business-like at first, as he helps the man undress, but slowly his touches turn to caresses.* Lie on your stomach.

Tsuzuki: *does as instructed, stripping to his skin and stretching out on the bed* No, really! I like just being close to you, whether or not we're doing anything. *smiles* It makes me feel all warm and comfortable inside, cared for and loved.

Hisoka: *rumages around in a drawer for a moment before coming up with a bottle of massage oil. After thinking a moment, he shrugs and strips off his own clothing, figuring that skin feels better on skin when he straddles Tsuzuki's hips.* Have any sore spots I should be mindful of? *He warms a generous amount of oil in his hands then begins applying it to Tsuzuki's shoulders.*

Tsuzuki: *hums in appreciation as Hisoka touches him... that alone is enough to relax him some* Not really... just sort of an all-over tension. Oooh, that feels good. You're so sweet to me... *stretches, his hips wriggling a little under Hisoka's rear*

Hisoka: *squeaks a little, his bits getting wiggled against as much as his rear end* Naughty thing. I still owe you a punishment, you know. *His hands migrating lower down Tsuzuki's back, his touch firm, getting down to all the tension in the man's muscle.* Over-all tension, hmm? Maybe you just need to get laid.

Tsuzuki: *looks over his shoulder and winks* Yes, you do. And whether or not I get laid, your touch is doing wonders for me. No one can make me feel the way you do, when you so much as look at me with your love shining in your eyes... and the feel of you sitting on my behind. *teasing, and wriggles again*

Hisoka: *leans up behind Tsuzuki, nuzzling a kiss against his ear* I'm glad. I love you so much... even if you are so terribly naughty, even when I tell you to behave. *He slides his seat lower on Tsuzuki's body, giving the man a firm spank on the rear, his oil-covered hand leaving a slick print.*

Tsuzuki: *Hisoka's kiss sends sweet tingles through his body* Mmmm... I love you too, with everything I am. I'm so glad that you love me, and that we're together. And since when did I ever behave? *chuckles, and wriggles slightly*

Hisoka: *applies more oil to his hands, then applies his hands to Tsuzuki's lower back, slowly massaging lower until he's kneeding the firm, rounded globes of his ass.* Ah... I suppose you're right. Maybe I should make a point of giving you a firm spanking every night before bed. That would be my treat, I think.

Tsuzuki: *moans softly, and smiles impishly over his shoulder* You're pretty naughty yourself, 'Soka. Perhaps I should spank you after you spank me. Mmmm, that feels good... *presses slightly into Hisoka's kneading hands* Then we could both have treats.

Hisoka: *his fingers sliding down to work the backs of Tsuzuki's thighs, then returning to his rear end.* Nope. I'm the one who has the power tonight. If you want to spank me, you'll have to do it another night. *His fingers slide into the crack of the man's ass, teasing up and down, circling his puckered entrance.* How do you like this?

Tsuzuki: *moans louder, yearning* Mmmm... love that... it feels so good when you do that... *working to spread his legs to give Hisoka better access to his most secret part, turning everything over to his partner for now, trust permeating his heart, his body, all of him, trust, and love*

Hisoka: *leaning up behind Tsuzuki again, nuzzling kisses against his ear* I want to put something inside you, okay? Something to make you feel very good.

Tsuzuki: *nods* All right. *the surprise of not knowing what is going to be put inside him increasing his growing excitement* I place myself in your loving hands. *his own love for Hisoka swelling through his heart to envelop his entire being*

Hisoka: *suckles on Tsuzuki's earlobe for a few seconds, then reaches over to the drawer again, pulling out something he doesn't let Tsuzuki see.* Maybe I haven't been paying enough attention to you. You're such a sweet man... you love me touching you, don't you? *He presses an oil-slick fingertip against Tsuzuki's entrance, slowly sliding inside.*

Tsuzuki: *gasps and shivers in anticipation as Hisoka's finger slowly enters him, his muscles tightening a little, as though trying to draw it inside* Ooooh... Yes, yes, I love the way you touch me, the way you make me feel...

Hisoka: Mm... relax, lover. I'll have something much better than my finger in a moment. *When he feels the man's body slowly beginning to relax around him, he adds a second finger, stretching him.* You feel so hot and tight around me. I think I should fuck you more often.

Tsuzuki: *wriggles, pushing back against Hisoka's hand* Mmmm, I'd love that. I love you taking me as much as I love taking you. I love how you feel inside me, driving me wild... I just plain love you and want you...

Hisoka: *his lips brush against the small of Tsuzuki's back, teasing over the sensitive flesh.* I want to fuck you and drive you wild... another night. Tonight, I have something else for you. *Slowly, he withdraws his fingers, and a moment later, there's something else pressing at Tsuzuki's entrance, firm and a little larger.* Relax... I'll go slow.

Tsuzuki: *nods, spreading his legs wider to give more access, almost quivering with anticipation* OK. I'm ready.

Hisoka: *slowly slides the object inside, providing a solid and obvious presence filling him. The boy's lips move over the globes of the man's ass, a feather-touch in direct contrast to the firmness of what's inside him.* How do you like it? It doesn't hurt, does it? *He wants to give the man a moment or two to adjust.*

Tsuzuki: *keens, a long, low moan as he's filled so tenderly, so delightfully, Hisoka's kisses making his breath catch with wonder and desire* Nnnnnnnhhhh... it feels good... I like this feeling, 'Soka...

Hisoka: Now... how about this? *He turns a dial, and the plug begins humming with a low vibration, deep, moving through the man's whole body. The boy's hands go back to their firm and thorough massage of the man's ass and upper thighs.*

Tsuzuki: *cries out sharply in sudden, unexpected delight* Aaaah! *gasping* Good, that feels so good, filling me up and humming inside... your hands touching me, so soft and warm...

Hisoka: *his hands moving downward, massaging his lover's calves, then his ankles, then the soles of his feet....* You look so beautiful like that... giving in to pleasure. I could tease you and watch you all night, I think, until your whole body aches and you're begging for release.

Tsuzuki: *Hisoka's words set his entire body trembling, heat flaring throughout to gather in his loins, the gentle vibration of the plug inside him setting off waves of pleasure that rebound off the inside of his skin, flushing it pink with desire* Unnnnnnnhhh... *whimpers and keens, the vibration driving him beyond speech, shaking apart all rational thought.

Hisoka: *with the faintest hint of a smile* I like you like this... you're gorgeous... all mine. Now roll over onto your back and spread your legs wide for me. Show me everything.

Tsuzuki: *slowly, because of the sweetly tormenting object inside him, turns over to rest his head on the pillow and spread his legs high and wide, offering everything with a slight blush for how silly he must look with the plug stretching him wide... but oh, it feels sooooooo good!*

Hisoka: *sits back on his heels and just looks for a moment, drinking in the vision of his lover* Tsuzuki... you look so beautiful. Good enough to eat.... *He crawls closer then, between the man's legs, nuzzling his cock.* How would you like it if I ravished you with my mouth, sucked you until you came then drank every drop of your seed?

Tsuzuki: *finally finds enough coherency to gasp, begging* Please... please... want you so much, need you so much.... Unnnhhhhh! *his fingers clench into the sheets as the nuzzling sends a sharp pang of lust through him*

Hisoka: Mm... good answer. I like it so much, I think I'll reward you. *He turns up the vibration with a couple more clicks of the dial.* Here's the game... the more shamelessly you beg, the better I'll make you feel. *His tongue flickers over Tsuzuki's shaft, swirling over the smooth head, probing the slit gently.*

Tsuzuki: *cries out, tangling his fingers into Hisoka's soft hair, overwhelmed with yearning, the heat and slight roughness of Hisoka's tongue combining with the exquisite sensations inside him to drive him beyond all thought, drowning in passion* AAAAH! Please, please.... *his cries and moans growing louder with each sensation*

Hisoka: *takes Tsuzuki's cock into his mouth, sliding his length as deep into his throat as he can. One hand cradles the man's balls and the other works the part of the man's shaft that his mouth can't, ravishing him slowly and thoroughly. He can feel the plug's vibration moving through the man's body, resonation with the sensations he feels with his other senses.*

Tsuzuki: *Kami-sama, this is so much, too much, carrying him away until there's nothing but his body, Hisoka's attentions and the combination of the two, gods how he loves him, needs him, wants him, his moans growing more intense as he's driven ever nearer to the edge by his lover's skillful attention, and the vibrations inside him, his hands roaming over Hisoka's skull, running through his hair*

Hisoka: *slowly turns the dial higher and higher, intensifying the wicked vibrations. He sucks the man's cock like it's candy, his lover's flavor something he craves. Occassionally, his gaze flickers up to watch the man, so beautiful as he's lost in this ecstasy, wanting to see him come, give himself over to pleasure.*

Tsuzuki: *moans incoherently, as the intensifying vibration and escalating pleasure drive him higher and higher, until the pleasure and the desire and his lover are the only things that exist, until the tension is so great it snaps... and with a shudder of his body, the world goes white behind his eyes and his soul soars with the scream of his lover's name* 'SOKAAAAAA!!!

Hisoka: *can feel his lover's pleasure drench him like an ocean, saturating all his senses. He drinks it in, along with his lover's climax, licking and swallowing to make sure he catches every drop of the precious fluid. Long after the man's climax descends into shudders, the boy is still licking that lovely shaft clean, his green eyes gazing up at his lover.* How was that?

Tsuzuki: *collapses as his shudders subside and he slowly returns to himself, clenching around the plug inside him reflexively as it continues to vibrate* Unnnnhhhh... incredible! *twitches his hips a bit, gasping* You're so good to me... sankyuu, 'Soka.

Hisoka: *slowly turns the dial down, easing the plug into stillness. Then he crawls atop the man, sprawling over him.* I love you so much. You're so gorgeous when you come. *He nuzzles kisses over the man's throat, tasting his skin's salty tang.*

Tsuzuki: *holds Hisoka close, stroking his smooth skin, enjoying their contact, smiling softly and a bit dazedly... now that the vibration has stopped, the presence inside him feels reassuring, comfortable, a reminder of the love he and Hisoka share, and all the times they've been together, and made love* I love you, too... more than words can ever say. *but his eyes say it for him, windows to his soul showing how much he loves the boy in his arms*

Hisoka: *rests his head on the man's shoulder, tired and content. Tsuzuki's happiness fills and satisfies him in a way that is difficult to explain, even without experiencing the man's climax secondhand.*

Tsuzuki: *holds him close, drawing the covers over the both of them. The plug will need to come out eventually... but not right now. Right now, holding his lover and being happy, making Hisoka happy, enjoying this moment of intimacy and peace is what's most important**whispers, drowsily* I love you, Hisoka.

Hisoka: *nuzzles* Love you too. *His fingers trail through Tsuzuki's hair, liking the little sheen of sweat that has formed.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles back, gazing into his lover's beautiful emerald eyes, liking the way they go all soft and warm when they're together like this* Mmmm... my 'Soka... my precious treasure...

Hisoka: *nuzzling a kiss againt the man's lips* Yours... always yours. And you're mine, remember that.

RP Log -- Ran x Hisoka -- After Innocence (part 2)

2003-07-28T03:34:10Z

Ran: *quivering above and inside him, his violet kimono fluttered out to cover them both. For the moment he remains buried inside his lover, for as long as he can mange.* ... you. Love you so... Sweet, soft, willing, delicious Hisoka... *Lips caress over his ear and jaw, over his cheek and throat, slow and heated. As if he were just now trying to arouse Hisoka for the first time.*

Hisoka: *gives a low moan, the kisses feeling so good, even with Ran still buried inside him. The man's weight on top of him feels so good right now, makes him mindful of the man's presence.* Ran, you gorgeous, sexy, thoughtful man... you surprise me every time we do that. *His hands work their way under the kimono's violet wings and roam over Ran's back.* Give me ten minutes, and we can do it all over again.

Ran: *smiles against his neck, then lifts up to look down at him.* Why, you are glowing, I think. So pretty. And I am terribly lucky to have you beneath me. *He moves a bit so that Hisoka can stretch out his legs a little, and that he can lay atop his lover more comfortably, without smushing him.*

Hisoka: *his fingers moving to stroke Ran's cheek, like he's memorizing the man's features.* You're lucky that I love you so much. *he teases, even as he feels like he's the lucky one to have such a skilled and patient lover.* Mm... I can't belive how soundly fucked I feel. Thank you so much... for everything. *He gives Ran a nuzzled kiss.*

Ran: *shivers to hear that, and bends down to nip at Hisoka's lips before they seal a long, tender kiss. As he so loves to do, he fingers through Hisoka's hair, caressing the shell of his ear.* Thank you for letting me. For letting me fuck you as hard as we both want... for letting me love you like this.

Hisoka: *hums happily, feeling like his whole body is buzzing with pleasure, feeling that good ache of having been filled.* I'm so glad you came looking for me today. You're a wonderful distraction. *And a badly needed one, considering how much Hisoka needed a reminder of his current life and everything he has now.*

Ran: *kisses him twice more, and then has to reach down and remove himself carefully from Hisoka's body.* Kirei, I assume you are no longer annoyed with me, over my conduct the other night? *An inopportune time to bring it up, but if ever Hisoka was feeling forgiving, it would be right now.*

Hisoka: *gives a soft, regretful groan as Ran slides out of him, but he doesn't complain otherwise. As it is, it takes him a moment or two for Ran's words to register and for him to remember exactly what happened.* Ah... regarding the threat to those who bear Soulfire? I suppose... it's your choice. I'd just hate for you to invite trouble, when that man capitalizes on catching people unaware. *It does make him uneasy to talk about that now, like this, so he won't rehash the issue here.*

Ran: *slips his arms around Hisoka and props himself on his elbow, still covering the smaller boy and very comfortable.* My sister and Isamu-san are safe. I am safe. And I promise. *meeting Hisoka's eyes* I will not allow anything to happen to me. I swear to you.

Hisoka: *gazes at Ran for a long moment then finally nods* All right, if you promise me you're taking this seriously. Tsuzuki and I have fought this man a number of times. He was inches away from killing Alucard-san, for god's sake. *Wasn't he going to let this go? Oh right.* If you need to, I just hope you'll come to me or Tsuzuki for help. Tsuzuki especially... I hope you know how much he did to save Isamu-san.

Ran: *brushes a kiss to Hisoka's cheek* Mm. Tsuzuki-san would go to extreme measures to preserve anyone's life, wouldn't he? It is very important to him. Life and living. *So, Ran -does- pay attention sometimes to things about the other shinigami.*

Hisoka: *had been braced for a bad reaction from Ran, so he's surprised when the man answers so mildly.* He would. He'd even do that to protect yours. *He nuzzles a return kiss, willing to let the issue rest there.* I hope you will talk with Isamu-san sometime soon. He needs you.

Ran: *quiet* I intend to. I promise. He is a beautiful young man and we need each other, really. *Hesitating, he reaches to finger Hisoka's bangs back from his face.* I do not hate Tsuzuki-san, Kirei. I do not understand him and I never will, and our personalities are incompatible. But you love him, and so I cannot hate him.

Hisoka: *frowns a little, debating about whether he can accept this as an answer.* How can you be so convinced you "never will"? You and I are a lot alike, ne? And I have a good relationship with Tsuzuki. Of course, I didn't get along with him immediately....

Ran: *soft but calm* I cannot abide his disposition. Unless one of us changes significantly, I cannot see having much in common with him. *kisses his forehead now, murmuring in a low rumbly purrish voice* Except for an intense, deep, passionate love for you.

Hisoka: *wanting to give in to his inclination to argue but finding himself unable to* I wish you could've seen him, though... When he was saving Alucard-san or later with Isamu-san. You might think differently about his disposition. *On the other hand, many in the division see only Tsuzuki's irresponsible side, so that Ran would focus on that is perhaps not a surprise.*

Ran: Perhaps I would, but for now, he is all yours, my love. *shifts to gaze down at him, giving him a faint smile* I understand your desire to have us like each other. And, for you, that is a good enough reason to try.

Hisoka: *sighs then and nods* I wish you two did get along better. Now, though, I can only hope that you'll keep your mind open. Tsuzuki is a good person, and I know you can come to see that eventually.

Ran: *does try not to feel scolded, but there is some sting there. He scoots down a bit and rests his head on Hisoka's shoulder quietly*

Hisoka: *bothered a bit by Ran's quiet, he begins to stroke the man's hair gently* I'm sorry... you know how stubborn I am. I guess you're the same, though. I still love you. *He nuzzles a kiss against Ran's forehead.*

Ran: *purring very contentedly* We both are staunch and stubborn, aren't we? Lucky that we do not butt heads over many issues. Or we should be very unhappy. *hugs Hisoka and nuzzles at his neck warmly* I love you, too, Hisoka darling.

RP Log -- Ran x Hisoka -- After Innocence (part 1)

2003-07-28T03:32:33Z

Ran: *a couple of days after Isamu-san had come to live at the House, has relaxed his stringent watch over the other Fire-bearer and his resident sister. This evening he has indulged in a nice long, relaxing bath, and now that he's wrapped in his violet silk kimono he descends down to the library, back in the quieter parts of the House.*

Hisoka: *has hidden himself away in a quiet part of the library, settled on a sofa to read. He and Tsuzuki have finished most of the paperwork related to their recent case, but it's still difficult for the boy to sit around doing nothing--he has to immerse himself in something, and a book is convenient for that at the moment.*

Ran: *can smell Hisoka, -feel- him, from the moment he enters the room. He just knows that the quiet sound of turning pages is the boy he's been wanting to see. Ignoring books and distractions, he sweeps back to the far corner of the library, quiet but not soundless on bare feet. For a moment, he pauses, looking on the boy with relief in his heart, so that Hisoka can look up to see him before Ran sits himself on the sofa.*

Hisoka: *his gaze flickers upward as Ran draws near--the boy feels rather than hears the man approach* Ran. It seems like you've been scarce the last couple of days. *That little shadow of a smile of his is probably noticeable, as the boy's whole demeanor seems to change in Ran's presence.*

Ran: *slips down to sit on the sofa, close to Hisoka but not quite directly on top of him. Touching the young empath is always a gamble for him; he'd rather let Hisoka make that contact first.* My attitude has been largely inhospitable. However, Cye of course has cured that. *Really he does just ache to pull Hisoka into his arms, hug and hold and kiss and pet him. But not yet.* Thank you for bringing Isamu-san here. I cannot tell you what it means to me to meet him.

Hisoka: *doesn't hesitate, wrapping his arms tightly around Ran as the man joins him on the sofa. For a long moment, there's nothing he wants more than this simple contact, suddenly feeling like he has been denied it for a long time.* I'm glad we were able to get to Isamu-san in time. It was lucky for us that Alucard-san was there, and lucky for him that we there too. How is Isamu-san doing?

Ran: *gathers Hisoka close to him, hugging his dear friend near for a few long and silent moments.* Well, as far as I can tell. I have been hesitant to contact him directly. *Thoughtfully, he touches a kiss or two here and there near Hisoka's brows.* You know that I am not an easy person to get to know. I would rather he not think all Belmonts are like me.

Hisoka: *content to snuggle into this relaxed embrace as they talk, responding to Ran's kisses with gentle nuzzles. He answers Ran hesitantly, trying to put something into words that he has only just felt.* I believe Isamu-san is a kind, trusting person. I think of anyone here, he would need you the most, since he needs someone to help him adjust to this power of his.

Ran: *after a quiet moment* When I was younger, I wanted very much to be a teacher. I think it is impossible now, at least in any official way, but Isamu-san is like a chance at that old wish. Though I feel in many ways he is wiser than I. *This wandering narrative seems to have only the barest connection to what he said before, however, Ran is actually nervous about being in the teaching position.*

Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against Ran's jawline, his lips lingering there for a moment before he speaks* You've taught me all sorts of interesting things. I think you're a very kind and patient teacher. *He can feel Ran's lack of confidence in this matter, and he can't help but try to make up for it.* I think Isamu-san needs someone to look up to in this matter, and you would be an excellent model for him.

Ran: *hms* I am the only person he can "look up to" in this. Alucard knows of no other Soulfire candidates beyond myself and Aya. *closes his eyes briefly, taking a long breath and then exhaling, his breath lightly tickling through Hisoka's hair* I hesitate to reach out to him, even though some part of me desperately wants to be with him.

Hisoka: *touching Ran in an unconscious, stroking motion to comfort him* Why do you hesitate? Cutting yourself off from him will only hurt you both. *Then, appearing rather embarrassed* Though I know that kind of advice is much easier to give than take.

Ran: *looks ot meet Hisoka's eyes, brushing the backs of his fingers slowly against his cheek. And he smiles, just a small one, but not because he's holding himself in. Just because that's how Hisoka makes him feel.* I feel as I did when I first got to know you. Isamu-san has an innocence about him that makes me fear to approach him.

Hisoka: *catches Ran's hand and kisses the inside of his wrist tenderly* I could tell he liked you, though, that first day he met you, even when he was confused and upset from so much happening. You should at least try talking to him before you make up your mind that he's "too innocent" for you or something. *lifting his chin slightly to gaze at Ran* You don't still think that I'm too innocent, do you?

Ran: *folds his fingers lightly around Hisoka's hand, and then touches the very end of his nose with a finger of his other hand* I am well aware that you are not "too innocent" for anything, Kirei. All vestiges of innocence were ripped away when you appeared in my room in that fetching schoolgirl outfit.

Hisoka: *cries out in mock-horror, Ran's teasing remark taking him completely by surprise* Ran! I suppose I had that coming, though. *He presses Ran's hand against his cheek, where the man can surely feel his skin heated with a faint blush.* I guess I did it so you would look at me in a different way, though. I like it better when you don't hold back with me.

Ran: You were beautiful, Kirei. *with certainty, a tone that inspires no argument. He slips his arms back around his boy and snuggles against him on the sofa.* You are always beautiful, but that day you had a different sort of carelessness in your attitude. You know, you were not holding back either, and I liked it. *quieter, lower* I like to hear you cry out.

Hisoka: *tilts his head so he can brush a kiss against Ran's lips* I'd been thinking about dressing up for you for a long time, and that day, I just... wanted it. *He can't quite explain it, how wanting Ran that day seemed so different from every other time, but perhaps it did come down to a careless kind of determination.* I suppose I should remember to be louder in the future, too.

Ran: *smiles again, as he seems to do more and more easily as time goes by.* If you are moved to, I shan't object to it. Your voice is sweet. *Nuzzly and cuddly as they are, it's easy for Ran to shift his hand and slip it under Hisoka's shirt in the back, warmly touching his naked skin at the small of his back.* You seem to be finding the ways that bring out the wanton in me that you so desire.

Hisoka: *even so gentle a touch as Ran's hand against the small of his back sends a little thrill through him, a reminder of what that hand feels like when it touches other places.* If I'm going to release control, I want to know you are too. *His fingers stray to the back of Ran's neck, caressing the skin beneath his hair* Besides, you're just so sexy when you're like that. I can't help but want to see it more.

Ran: *mms to himself thoughtfully, tilting his head back to encourage Hisoka's touch. Without real purpose, he touches bare skin beneath Hisoka's shirt tenderly, just caressing him, experiencing the way he feels.* Did you know I am not naturally aggressive in bed? I do not think anyone realizes that Cye-chan is the one in charge between us... and with Alucard of course I am the more submissive one.

Hisoka: *his fingers continuing to play over Ran's sensitive skin, enjoying the reactions he's able to evoke.* I suppose you've mentioned that to me before, but I still have a hard time believing it. Maybe that just means I'm naive. *His gaze flickers away from Ran briefly before returning* Would you prefer it if you were the one who dressed up for me?

Ran: *returns his attention more to Hisoka's expression than to his touches, murmuring a quiet thoughtful sound* How do you think you should like me to dress?

Hisoka: *thinks about that a moment* Perhaps you could be the shy, reserved salaryman who gets molested on the train? *He draws a hand slowly up Ran's thigh, hinting. The boy still prefers the role-playing scenarios to the costumes themselves, perhaps because it's pretending to be someone else that helps him let go of his inhibitions.* But I was the one who asked you first, remember?

Ran: Ah, half the excitement of dressing up, for me, is that I am fulfilling a fantasy that my partner has. *his eyes are light and amused* I'm sure you can only so often bend to my desires of sitting you on my lap and doing wicked things to you while you protest that I'm an evil, wicked man.

Hisoka: *a light of mischief gleaming in his eyes* Perhaps you're right that there is a limit to things like that, but I don't think we've reached it yet. *He nudges Ran into position and then climbs into his lap, his fingers moving teasingly over the man's shirt.* Most every time we're together, I find you're fulfilling a fantasy of mine, dressing up or not.

Ran: *his kimono is tied very loosely and is easy to slip off his shoulders. His hands investigate just how securely Hisoka's clothes are fastened to his body.* Is that so? Do you often fantasize of sex with aloof and somewhat dangerous man? Or is it simply the presents that you dream about?

Hisoka: *the boy is wearing just a loose t-shirt and jeans today, easy enough to remove, especially since Hisoka wouldn't protest at all.* Mm... I fantasize about making you give in to your desires for me, about you transforming me into a wanton creature who thinks about nothing but sex. Maybe your being dangerous is somewhat attractive, though I can't find myself afraid of you at all. *As he speaks, his hand slides into Ran's kimono, sliding it from one shoulder.*

Ran: *quietly* I admit I have no idea how to do that... make you a wanton creature that only desires sex. *Indeed, though affectionate and touching, he's somewhat subdued tonight.* I see that no matter how hard I try, you simply will not listen to my insistence that I could hurt you. *He slides his hands up Hisoka's back, bringing his loose shirt with them, to bring it up over his head and off.*

Hisoka: *nudging Ran's kimono a bit lower, so he can play with that lovely little toy, his nipple ring* Surely you know by now that I'm stubborn. And I've seen inside your heart, and I know you're a good person. *he hesitates briefly, Ran's subdued mood beginning to affect him* And I need to trust you and believe in you. I know you could hurt me badly, but perhaps not in the ways that you think.

Ran: *suddenly brings both arms tight around Hisoka, pulling him close in a nearly crushing embrace. A rush of protective emotion floods his heart, filling the tenuous empathic connection they have.* No... I know. I fear that sort of hurt as well, Kirei. I will always do everything I can to keep your heart from hurting because of me.

Hisoka: *snuggles close against Ran, finding he needs that reassurance more than he wants to admit.* You'd better... otherwise, I'll be so angry... *He wishes he could make his words sound a little stronger, hating that he feels so fragile when it comes to things like this.* No more talk about hurting, then, okay? I'm tough. Not a scratch on me from the fight the other day. *Indeed, the welt from Muraki's soulfire whip healed days ago.*

Ran: *simply must run his hands over Hisoka's shoulders and torso, humming to himself, checking to see if this is true.* I ought to learn that you are indestructible, oughtn't I? Mm... *Stops, his hands caught by the tickly feeling of Hisoka's nipples under his thumbs. Enchanted, he leans Hisoka back slightly and dips his head down to lap at one. His lips close around the aureola, encasing the cute nipple in warmth.*

Hisoka: Not quite indestructable, but near enough--ah... *He gasps as Ran begins toying with his nipples, the sensitive flesh turning erect, Ran's lips and tongue enough to send shivers through his whole body.* Feels good... you always find all the best spots on me. *His hands subtly beginning to work on Ran's kimono more, as he wants to feel more of the man's lovely warm skin against his own.*

Ran: *thinking nothing about the way the kimono slides down his broad shoulders and over his upper arms, trapping him loosely in the violet silk. All of his attention is there on the bit of Hisoka in his mouth, intent on arousing, exciting, making him tingle. Only after long moments does he slip his mouth free with a final suckling kiss, and purr* Every spot on you is the best spot.

Hisoka: *already the boy is beginning to squirm with arousal, and Ran's purred comment is simply devistating. He claims the man's mouth in a hungry, deep kiss, holding him tight in an embrace.* Such a naughty flatterer you are. Or maybe I'm silly for wanting to believe it. *His words are light and teasing, punctuated with his fingers brushing over Ran's nipples.*

Ran: *much less subdued now that the fire inside him has been sparked, he gasps and straightens up at the tickly touch of Hisoka's fingertips.* Not flattery at all... I cannot find a part of you that I do not wish to make love to. *Hand roam freely, especially over Hisoka's trim waist and hips and the loveliness of his chest. Another kiss is claimed from the boy's lips, Ran's tongue firm but gentle in the exploration of his mouth.*

Hisoka: *leaning into Ran's gentle caresses, giving himself over to anywhere Ran wants to touch. His hands suddenly find Ran's kimono is completely open, slipping inside and moving over the bare skin of his chest, stomach, hips... anywhere he can touch, his efforts only somewhat hampered by still sitting on the man's lap.* Thank you for always making me feel so good. I don't know what I'd do without you.

Ran: *breathlessly as his kisses slip down Hisoka's throat* Nor do I, without you here to teach me how to be gentle... and that my touch is not poison. *Enticed by passion, he slides his hands beneath Hisoka's jeans and over his bottom and hips, never stilling for a moment.* So soft... so sweet, everywhere. I want to bury myself inside you, feel your naked body riding me... Hisoka...

Hisoka: *gasps, his whole body seeming electrified by Ran's touch and kisses, the promise in his words* I want you to do it.... right here in the library. *Ran's hands beneath his clothing just drive him wild until he can't take it anymore and strips out of his jeans, afterwards returning to straddle the man's lap.* I want you inside me... I need you, Ran... *his voice a keen colored by desire*

Ran: *opens his kimono slightly while Hisoka is off his lap, displaying his bare thighs and groin and the lifted, blossoming erection hidden beneath the silk. Nothing beneath that robe, perfect for taking Hisoka just as he is.* If you can find the oil, you may have this. *Ran murmurs quite calmly, caressing his fingers over his own length.*

Hisoka: *has been naughty in the library enough times to be prepared, and he only needs to reach over into the drawer of a nearby endtable to find the lube.* What a lovely prize for such a small task. *He drops to the floor, to his knees, Ran's cock just inches from his lips as the boy gazes up* If you give me so much freedom, there's no telling how I might choose to take advantage of it. *He runs his tongue up the length of the man's cock, swirling slowly around the head.*

Ran: *groans very softly, sinking back against the couch. He hadn't expected such a reward from those candy-pink lips.* You are a willful boy, aren't you? *His tease is caught in his throat, faint and breathless.* I let you get away with so much. I ought to make you suck until I've decided I've had enough. *With that, his fingers slide into Hisoka's hair and press his head forward a bit, closer toward his erection.*

Hisoka: *gazing up at Ran even as the man guides him towards his cock, looking coy and mischievious. He doesn't even have to say anything, simply envelopes the man's cock in his mouth, sliding it in as deeply as he can. Ran's familiar, musky scent is intoxicating, arousing him even more. He begins to bob his head slowly, his tongue playing over his length as he moves up and down.*

Ran: *sighs heavily, arching his neck back for a moment in pure pleasure. But like that, he can't watch, and the sight of Hisoka going up and down on his cock is too lovely a sight to miss. Tenderly he pets back the boy's brownsugar hair, fingers tangling and curling long locks behind his ears.* Good... that's a good boy. Be sweet to me, and I shall be -so- good to you... fuck you as hard and as deep as you can imagine...

Hisoka: *hums his happy agreement, letting the vibration of his voice travel the length of Ran's cock. His fingers move to cradle Ran's balls, the smooth, soft skin a pleasure for his exploring touch. Knowing Ran loves to watch him do this makes it even better, arouses him to the point where he has to touch himself with his free hand, needing some kind of relief for his aching arousal.*

Ran: *stiffens even further upon seeing this, lifting his hips and plunging deeper into Hisoka's mouth. The touch on his bare sack, the hot mouth around him, and Hisoka so beautifully, delicately handling himself are all too much to bear. He rolls his hips just a little, falling into Hisoka's rhythm and thrusting just slightly in and out of his mouth.*

Hisoka: *his gaze moves up to watch Ran; though he can feel the man's arousal, he likes watching him lose himself in pleasure like this. The movement of Ran's hips encourages him, makes him take Ran in as deeply as he can, broad strokes of his tongue teasing his length. It wouldn't be hard for him to come just from this, Ran's closeness and movements feeling beautifully intimate.*

Ran: *his breathing heavy and rapid now, continues to caress Hisoka's hair and cheeks until he can stand no more* Kirei! Stop... your body, now. Come to me, I need you. *Gently he encourages Hisoka to lift his head, let Ran's cock slip from his mouth, and come reclaim his spot on Ran's lap.*

Hisoka: *gives a little whine of reluctance, Ran's cock still in his mouth, before he releases the lovely shaft. Then he crawls back into Ran's lap, claiming a soft kiss from the man's lips* You taste so good... I think I could do that forever. *His hips give an anxious little wriggle, needing Ran's hands on his body again.*

Ran: *immediately obliges, curling his hands everywhere around Hisoka's thin frame* Beautiful... you are so beautiful, it makes me ache. Your face, your lips, your sweet body... luscious, every inch of you. *His fingers found the oil while Hisoka was climbing back up, and now, well-coated, they gently part the crease of his ass and caress up and down, smearing the lube over his skin.*

Hisoka: *moans at the touch of Ran's slick fingers, lifting his hips and tilting them to allow Ran the best access.* I need you inside me so much... my whole body just aches... *He nuzzles kisses over Ran's forehead and temples, into his hair.* It feels like it's been ages since you've been inside me. *The boy is probably exaggerating.*

Ran: *his hard cock nestles between Hisoka's legs, right there where his groin meets his gorgeous thigh. He's warm and still slick from Hisoka's mouth.* Yesss... tell me how you need me... tell me what you desire. *As he begins to prepare the boy with two careful, well-lubricated fingers, he latches on to Hisoka's neck to suck on the fair skin, cover it with hot, needing, promising kisses.*

Hisoka: *his voice a hungry moan, he wants Ran to feel the vibration of his voice with the delicious contact of his lips.* I need you to put your delicious, hard cock inside me and fuck me until I come. I love how everytime you touch me, I can feel how much you want me. Ah... deeper. Do it deeper... *The last in response to Ran's fingers inside him, slicking and slowly stretching him, every inch he presses inside making him want more.*

Ran: *growls suddenly against Hisoka's throat, and thrusts his fingers inside as deep as he can get them. Dripping oil runs down his palm and trickles in tiny driplets down the rounded part of Hisoka's ass to tickle at the backside of his balls. Fingers pushed deep inside start to spread and stretch, scissoring within him.* Nnh... yes, you'll come with my cock deep inside you... touch it, show me where you want it.

Hisoka: *moans helplessly, his fingers rubbing over his cock, his balls, smearing the trickle of oil over his taut, aching skin, then sliding lower, just brushing against his entrance, Ran's fingers working inside.* Mm... feels so good. Ran... I want you inside me now... please... I need your gorgeous cock... *His fingers slip to tease Ran's shaft too, its proximity too tempting.*

Ran: *lifts Hisoka's body up and withdraws his fingers, dragging them up under Hisoka's balls to leave a strea of wet coolness there. A slight shift of his hips and he's positioned directly beneatht he boy, the swollen head of his penis resting against Hisoka's twitching entrance.* Sit, if this is what you want so badly. Ride me. Sink my cock inside your sweet body... moan for it... show me how much you -love- feeling me stiff and hot and deep in your ass... *Low and strained, his voice never becomes harsh or pushing.*

Hisoka: *his emerald gaze intense as he watches Ran, his eyes never leaving Ran's as he lowers his hips, pushing the man's cock inside him inch by inch, slowly enveloping him.* Mm... feels so good. Ran... *He moans helplessly, all the sensation he's feeling impossible to put into words. His fingers grip Ran's shoulders tightly as he finally settles in Ran's lap, the man's cock filling him completely.*

Ran: *clutches Hisoka's hips to stop him there, to just hold him steady, enveloping Ran's flesh completely.* Hisoka... such a beautiful body... such a sweet fuck... *Wetting his lips, he meets the boy's eyes, his own heated and a much deeper purple. Without breaking eye contact, without moving his hips, he takes Hisoka's own erection in hand, starting to fondle and pump it slowly. Leaving it up to him to move, to fuck himself on Ran's eager cock.*

Hisoka: *moans helplessly as Ran touches him, for a long moment unable to think about anything but Ran inside him so deeply, his fingers closed around him. Finally though, he has to move, to feel that friction deep inside. With slow, tiny movements at first, he comes up on his knees, moving his hips. His eyelids flicker closed as he surrenders to the sensation, fucking himself across Ran's lap.*

Ran: *fights to keep his hips still, to let Hisoka take everything he wants and let it all be about the boy's pleasure. It will be all for Hisoka, but oh sweet heaven, it feels so good for Ran as well.* Hisoka... ahhh yes... ride me, beautiful, cry out for me... so right... *Tightly around Hisoka's cock, his hand continues to stroke and pump, returning all the pleasure that Hisoka gives to him.*

Hisoka: *gasps with each deepening thrust, his voice turning into an aching keen* I love it... you moving inside me... ah... *He shifts his angle a little, so Ran's cock rubs up against his prostate, each thrust showing him stars. He hardly has any outside awareness anymore, just the way the man makes him feel and all the physical sensations driving him wild.*

Ran: *keeps his left arm around Hisoka's back to support him while his right hand pleasures the deliciously sweet boy riding his lap. He shakes his hair back, crimson bangs clinging to his sweat-damp skin, and his own soft cries join Hisoka's.* Ahh... love you... love you... *Now he can't stand it any more, and he starts to thrust up into the boy's tight passage, plunging into him deeply.*

Hisoka: *cries out, not even caring that his voice echoes through the library, maybe even out into the hall. The man's movements inside him are just too much for him--he can feel the sensation building, taking him past the point of return.* Ran! I'm going to-- *Before he can even say the words, he's coming, waves of pleasure flooding him. His body arches, his channel tightening around Ran's shaft, his seed spilling over Ran's fingers.*

Ran: *growls hotly, feeling that sweet milk pouring over his skin. Yes, he's close, so close that he has to make it perfect. Before Hisoka is even finished shuddering, Ran has pushed them both over, tackling Hisoka down so the boy's back is on the couch and Ran is over him, pushing his knees up with the force of his body. Bearing down in hard, driving thrust, he fucks his young lover as hard as he can, pounding his cock in deep again and again.*

Hisoka: *cries out helplessly as Ran pushes him down, feeling wildly sensitive as his orgasm fades and Ran's cock is still pounding inside of him and making him shudder.* Ah--Ran! *His body arches back against the sofa, welcoming his lover's deep thrusts.* Do it... I want to feel you come inside me... please!

Ran: *drops down and covers Hisoka's mouth with his own, hard and hot and heavy, thrusting his tongue between the boy's warm lips. No sooner have their lips sealed together, then a lightning bolt of pleasure shoots through Ran's body, stiffening his sex and heating him everywhere. One, two more relentless thrusts and he slams home, spilling his seed in sudden sharp waves into Hisoka's welcoming body.*

Hisoka: *welcomes Ran's kiss, responding hungrily, his tongue sparring with Ran's as they've joined in this intimate moment. The man's climax hits him as a wave of pleasure echoing his own, and he feels the man's seed slicking him deep inside. He drinks in every sensation, having ached for it for so long.* Love you... love you... *He holds the man tightly, wishing they could stay like this forever.*

RP Log -- Tsuzuki n Hisoka -- Girl Talk

2003-07-16T07:26:12Z

Tsuzuki: *curled up on a large, overstuffed couch, wrapped in a blanket with a copy of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix and a cup of tea and cookies within easy reach on the coffee table*

Hisoka: *wanders into the room, apparently looking for Tsuzuki. He's dressed in low-slung jeans today, along with a cute little cropped shirt.* Good book?

Tsuzuki: *looks up and smiles* Very! Harry just made it back to Hogworts, and the sorting hat is giving out warnings with its song. *scoots over to make room for Hisoka* I bet you'd like this series.

Hisoka: *flops more or less on top of Tsuzuki, snuggling close against him and prodding certain limbs to get them in the most comfortable (that is, for Hisoka) position.* I think you've told me that before. *Maybe Tsuzuki won't remember Hisoka actually promised to read one of the books way back when.*

Tsuzuki: *squirms to accomodate Hisoka and snuggles him close* Mmmhmm, and you said you'd give it a try. *winks, and kisses Hisoka playfully*

Hisoka: *returns the kiss in a nuzzly fashion, though he appears more interested in snuggling right now than anything else.* I suppose... one of these days....

Tsuzuki: *chuckles, and runs his fingers through soft, caramel blond hair affectionately* It's fun!

Hisoka: *sighs softly and closes his eyes, enjoying the feeling of the man's fingers through his hair* You've also said some of those awful movies you watch are "fun," too.
Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* They are. You just don't know how to appreciate them, like my cooking. *smiles, and rubs the boy's bare back*

Hisoka: *groans softly, automatically falling into one of their old arguments.* No one on this planet can appareciate your cooking, Tsuzuki. Because it's inedible. *The feeling of the man's fingers on his skin is so nice, though....*

Tsuzuki: *grins* Like I said, you just don't know how to appreciate it.

Hisoka: *pokes Tsuzuki in the ribs scoldingly* I'd rather eat Watari's weird food that turns you into things.

Tsuzuki: *laughs* Even with the risk of it turning you into a girl? *nuzzles Hisoka's ear* Not that I'd mind, as long as you're you.

Hisoka: *gasps softly, feeling Tsuzuki's breath against his delicate earlobe* Would you really like me as a girl?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles the tender spot just below Hisoka's ear* I'd love you just as much, because you'd still be you.

Hisoka: *making happy little noises at the nuzzling, his eyes flickering closed again* Would you treat me the same way? Would we still sleep together? *Perhaps the question is a little ambiguous.*

Tsuzuki: *still nuzzling* Yeah, I would, and we would. I love *you.*

Hisoka: *makes a little contemplative noise then, considering that* I don't know if I'd like being a girl. Having sex as one, I mean....

Tsuzuki: *snuggles him close* Why not? *tenderly kisses the boy's temple*

Hisoka: *blushes faintly, imagining it* I dunno. It just seems awfully... wet. *Probably the closest the boy has gotten to seeing something like that is looking at hentai manga.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* I can't speak about that, since I'm not a woman and I've never had sex with any. But having sex as a man can be messy too.

Hisoka: *sighs, looking faintly embarrassed.* That's true. But at least I'm familiar with all a man's parts....

Tsuzuki: *pets his hair again, blushing a little himself* Would you like to have sex with a girl?

Hisoka: *frowns, looking away* I don't think so. I don't really know any girls that well, anyway.

Tsuzuki: *snuggles him close* That's understandable. And it's all right. Sex is something to be shared with people we love, people we care about.

Hisoka: *frowns a bit, not quite sure if that's a good enough answer or not.* But you'd like to have sex with a girl?

Tsuzuki: Not really, although I will admit to occasionally being attracted. But that doesn't mean I'm ever going to act on that attraction. I have more than I ever thought I would right here in my arms.

Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against Tsuzuki's lips, his arms slipping around the man and holding him close* Thank you. It means so much to me that you say things like that.

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka close, returning the sweet, affectionate kiss* It's only the truth about what I think and feel.

Hisoka: *sprawls over the man even more* Even when I distract you from reading your incredibly interesting, entertaining book?

Tsuzuki: *squirming onto his back* Even then. *nuzzles a kiss along Hisoka's throat*

Hisoka: *hums happily and tilts back his head, exposing more of his delicately vibrating throat to his lover's attentions.* Even when I'd rather risk being turned into a girl than eat your cooking?

Tsuzuki: *laughs* Even then. *kisses the hollow of the boy's throat*

Hisoka: *moans softly* That must be true love, then....

Tsuzuki: *nuzzling Hisoka's jawline* Of course. I want to show you how much I love you in thousands of ways...

Hisoka: *his fingers trailing idly down Tsuzuki's chest, toying with the buttons of his shirt* You're too kind to me. I wonder if I deserve it....

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles his nose along Hisoka's cheek* You do deserve it. You deserve to be loved, and to be happy. Making you happy makes me happy.

Hisoka: *actually blushes at that* Stop it... I get scared when you say things like that. Like you're tempting fate and something bad is going to happen.

Tsuzuki: *holds him close, murmuring reassurances* I love you. I won't let anything happen to you. I'll never leave you...

Hisoka: *takes a slow breath in, then exhales* I know... I just worry sometimes. Stupid, isn't it?

Tsuzuki: *shakes his head* No, it's not. We all have our worries and fears, rational or not. *kisses Hisoka's forehead*

Hisoka: *cuddles Tsuzuki close* And I love you too. Always, always...

RP Log -- Ran x Hisoka -- The Tour Guide

2003-07-16T07:18:25Z

Hisoka: *The House is quiet, everyone apparently busy or out. Hisoka has tracked Ran down to his bedroom and now knocks lightly on the door before pushing it open. Nothing all that unusual... until one notices the way he's dressed: neatly pressed school girl's uniform, down to cute little black shoes with just a bit of a heel, even ribbons to tie his hair back. High socks come nearly to mid-thigh, exposing a bit of skin before the very short pleated skirt starts.* Excuse me sir, perhaps you could help me. I believe... I'm lost.

Ran: *since midday has had a growing, nagging, warming feeling in the lower parts of his body. It's insistent, but so pleasant to feel that way that he's let it continue, seeking out neither companionship nor the aid of any of his and Cye's toys. He's only been reading, hanging on with relish to the few erotic parts of his book, when Hisoka comes in. Ran rises to his feet, mouth half-open to stare at the vision before him. Surely that should be... illegal... somewhere. Several long seconds of pure silence pass before Ran can collect his wits enough to realize it's a game.* Ah... are, um... are you. *coughs* I think rather you are just in the right place. Are you looking for someone?

Hisoka: *is patient enough to allow Ran time to connect all the dots. The two of them haven't done this kind of thing before--at least, not together--so even Hisoka is a little uncertain about how it will go. His emerald gaze never leaves Ran as he shuts the door behind him and takes several steps towards him. His voice sounds distinctly feminine, though he doesn't seem to be changing the register at all.* My school group was taking a tour, and it seems I've become separated from them. You look like such a kind, helpful man. I don't suppose you've seen them?

Ran: *briefly it flickers in the back of his mind how amusing it would be if a school group -did- want to tour the House... but it's only brief because here is Hisoka, dressed every inch of Ran's wildest fantasy, very real and pink and breathing and oh hell, probably soft as silk under all of that, too. Ran steps toward him, trying to keep his hands to himself.* Let me see... were any of them as cute as you? I think I certainly would have noticed that, a handful of luscious young things flitting through the halls.

Hisoka: *plays at being coy, for all that his fingers seem to be controlled by something quite different from the naive teen in the skirt--they brush over the man's chest as he speaks, snagging teasingly on the fabric.* Sir! Are you having less-than-honorable thoughts about me and my classmates? Shame on you, because we're all very -good- students... well, except for maybe me, since I sneaked away. *A very sly look is cast to Ran, along with the barest hint of a wink.*

Ran: *sucks on the edge of his bottom lip; this was just too good to be true. Brows lifting, he captures Hisoka's hands in his own lightly, stalling them for a couple of moments.* That -is- rather naughty, miss. I'm sure your teachers wouldn't approve at all of your sneaking away from the class... *shifting forward, he lightly pulls Hisoka closer to his body* And what did you sneak away for, hm? Perhaps you heard about this place's history?

Hisoka: *a dramatic little gasp escapes the boy's lips as he finds himself held quite close, his hands captured.* The history, yes. We heard all about the naughty things that went on here years ago, and some of the girls were saying that things like that -still- went on, that there are entire secret rooms kept for those purposes! That couldn't possibly be true, could it, sir? *He rubs his hip against Ran, his skirt hitching up a little with the contact.*

Ran: *Is it possible to expire from an erection? He feels like he's about to find out, as his own swells and stiffens and throbs almost painfully in his jeans. Breathless, he throws whatever caution he might have held to the wind, and lifts Hisoka's arms to slide them around his neck. With his hands free, he grips the lovely little vision around the waist.* You snuck away to find out, and find out you shall. *Hungrily, he draws Hisoka up on his toes, leaning down to assail his mouth with a hard kiss.*

Hisoka: *Yes, this little storyline is barely original enough to make it as a script for a porno, but he loves feeling Ran so aroused. And the way his body is pressed against Ran's, the man can surely tell the arousal is mutual. His arms slide around Ran's neck and he rises up on his tiptoes to return the torrid kiss, hungry for more contact. After a long, breathless moment, the kiss ends and his eyes flutter open to gaze at the man.* Sir... I do believe you're one of those residents who does naughty things, aren't you?

Ran: *meets Hisoka's eyes, his own darkened to lusty plum* The naughtiest, my sweet. Now I have you... and you are going to let me do whatever I want, aren't you? *Hands cup around the sweet handfuls of Hisoka's bottom, squeezing and pushing him up to rub the boy's warm groin against his body.* I can feel you want it... you're -quite- a wicked little girl, hiding something under that skirt, aren't you?

Hisoka: *gasps as his flesh is squeezed and his body is pressed so close, but it's Ran's words that simply drive him wild.* "Whatever you want"? Oh dear, I suppose I'll just have to surrender myself to your wicked ways, on account of my naughty curiosity. *He rubs his hips against Ran's more pointedly, the fabric creating all kinds of delicious friction.* Hiding something? Whatever do you mean? The only thing underneath my skirt is my little pink panties. *With bows, even, should Ran choose to peek.*

Ran: Is that so. *Little pink panties? His cock surges, trapped in his jeans, aching to be freed and thrust into the inviting vision before him. Spinning around, he gives Hisoka a push, sending him backward onto the bed and hopefully flipping up his skirt.* How sweet... how innocent. I'm sure you've never let anyone touch under them, have you?

Hisoka: *finds himself tossed onto the bed, his legs parted, his skirt flipped up to display what's underneath in all its pink glory--that is, the panties which barely seem able to contain his very boyish arousal.* Sir! Of course I've never let anyone touch me! Only... sometimes I have to touch myself. *He runs his fingers over the well-defined shape beneath the cotton.*

Ran: *panting, he climbs onto the bed, leaning over Hisoka in a rather menacing way* Show me, pretty one. Show me how you touch yourself when your cock gets hard in those adorable panties. *growling low, bending very close to him so his lips almost, but not quite, brush against his skin as he purrs* Show me how you rub your pretty cock, and I'll lick it...

Hisoka: *It's all the boy can do not to moan at Ran's words, his closeness, his warm breath against his skin. His trembling hand tugs on the pink cotton, freeing his erection, even pushing the fabric down as far as he can. His fingers close around his own erect flesh and he begins pumping up and down the full length, letting the dewy moisture that forms at the slit provide a bit of lubrication.* Mm... I do it like this.... Do you like it?

Ran: *watching, biting his lip around a low groan that forces up from his chest. Hisoka is a perfect vision and he's so hard, it's making him crazy. He crawls backwards to get a closer view of Hisoka's small hand curled around his erection, gliding up and down... Ran dips down and runs his tongue over the damp, glistening tip.* Mmmh... it's beautiful. And sweet, as well. Not to mention very, very cute. *Lazily he runs his wet tongue up and down the length, following the stroking of Hisoka's hand.*

Hisoka: *squirms, first under the man's gaze, then under the teasing of his tongue. He wants to make his hand move faster and faster--especially now with his skin more slick--but to do so would mean Ran couldn't lick him like that.* Sir... you doing that... makes me feel like I'm going to explode.... *And he doesn't want to, not yet. He hasn't even gotten to see Ran without his clothes yet.*

Ran: *lifts his head, drawing his tongue away, and then carefully pries Hisoka's fingers from his pinkened shaft* As delicious as I know you'll be, not yet, lovely one. Not just yet. *One hand slides over Hisoka's hip and down his silken-smooth inner thigh, caressing and tantalizing the sensitive skin. The other explores deeper, fingering his balls for a moment before questing beneath them, probing and testing at the entrance of his ass.* I want my cock inside of you when you come... I want you moaning for me.

Hisoka: *cries out, the feeling of being all tangled up in his half-removed panties making him feel even more aroused, with Ran touching him so intimately. He wriggles his hips, pressing back against Ran's teasing finger, encouraging entrance.* I feel so hot inside... I want you to do it. Stick it inside me and make me come. *That's about as rough of language as anyone's ever heard from Hisoka when he's talking about sex. But since he's a naughty schoolgirl now, he can say things like that.*

Ran: *grits his teeth, groaning. He hitches them both up further on the bed and grabs for the handily ready lube. He doesn't bother to untangle the fetching little panties from Hisoka's thighs before coating his fingers and sliding them back into the warmth of his bottom's crease.* Want that, don't you? You tease all your teachers, don't you, pressing that hot little body up close to them, just -praying- that one day, one of them will bend you over the desk and give you what you deserve.

Hisoka: *moans as the slickness of Ran's fingers begin to tease him, giving him no where near enough friction to satisfy. He pulls his knees closer to his chest, exposing more beneath to be touched.* Ah... yes sir, I want it! I just want to be a little slut, but no one's given me the chance to do it yet. Please, I want all of you, every inch of you inside me. *His tone grows more desperate, his emerald eyes darkening with desire.*

Ran: *smears enough lube inside Hisoka that he's satisfied and drags his fingers back out, spreading the rest of the wetness up Hisoka's thigh. He pushes the boy's knees up to his chest, panties stretched between his legs, exposing his open pink hole.* Want to be my little slut? *he pants, yanking his jeans open and pulling his rock-solid erection free. Curling his fingers around the base, he places himself in position against Hisoka's opening.* Going to fuck you so hard, pretty slut, give you all the cock you can stand.

Hisoka: *gasps as he feels the head of Ran's cock pressed against his entrance, tilting his head back as he thinks about how he's about to be ravished.* Mm... yes, do it! I want you to fill me, push inside me so deep it drives me mad... *It feels so naughty that they're going to do it almost fully dressed, too, the way Ran is able to get whatever access that he wants, in spite of all the clothing between them.*

Ran: *doesn't wonder any more why skirts are so very useful. It makes fucking that much easier. Still guiding his erection, he presses past the first ring, entering Hisoka hard and fast, full and solid. He hasn't been this hard in a long time; it makes him feel thicker, more full inside his sweet, panting boy.* Mmmmh... such a hot, tight ass... ahhhh so soft... like this? Like the way a man's cock feels?

Hisoka: *cries out helplessly as he's entered, Ran's cock feeling like steel wrapped in silk. He reaches out and grabs for anything, finding Ran's shirt and holding it with a desperate need. It takes him several moments for his body to adjust to Ran inside him and for him to be able to speak again.* My god... it feels so good! You're so huge--it's like you're filling my whole body... *Perhaps he sounds incoherant, too, but he's too aroused to care.*

Ran: *rests a hand down near Hisoka's shoulder, holding his hip with the other for leverage. His cock sinks in deep, throbbing there for a few moments until Hisoka can draw breath again. And then he's thrusting in and out, steady and deep and -hard-.* Mine... mine... moan for me, slut, show me how much you like it... *Growling out words he would never, ever say to Hisoka if he didn't think the boy wanted to hear them.*

Hisoka: *moans with every thrust, growing more and more vocal as he realizes how much Ran enjoys him being loud. He gasps out* You wicked man, -fucking- me like this. Despoiling me... making me your little slut... teaching me to love to be fucked-- *He moves his hips, trying to angle Ran in deeper, even as he loves how just that little movement makes him more aware he's filled so completely.*

Ran: *bows his head and just -fucks- his sweet boy, pounding his erection into Hisoka's delicious bottom as deeply as he can. This is exactly everything he wants and it just rolls off him, perfect satisfaction, lost in one of his ultimate fantasies. When Hisoka moans and gasps like that, giving just what he wants, Ran moves his hand from the boy's hip and clasps it around his shaft, letting Hisoka thrust into the clasp of his fingers and palm.*

Hisoka: *is already so close, in spite of how long he wishes he could make this illusion last. When Ran touches his cock, he can already feel himself coming--his hips buck, and he thrusts up into Ran's hand once, twice, and then his seed spills over the man's hand. He screams wordless release, his body tightening around Ran's shaft, pleasure crashing over him in waves that feel endless.*

Ran: *throws his head back with a shout, slamming in as fast as his hips can move in the constricting sheath all around him. It's nearly a roar, the sound that's ripped from him when the orgasm flows up through his body, spurting out in shuddering waves inside his gorgeous, hot lover. No coherent words, just a ragged scream as he pumps his boy full of his seed.*

Hisoka: *rides Ran's orgasm out, the man's pleasure mingling with his own in a way that only an empath can feel. At last, it's just the two of them, sweaty and panting and in a tangle of clothes all askew. The boy's eyes flutter open, and he reaches out and caresses Ran's cheek.* So amazing. Love you. *So what if that's not exactly what a schoolgirl would say.*

Ran: *finally comes to a stop, sinking a little bit lower, brushing his lips against Hisoka's fingertips. The last thing he wants to do is pull out, but he has to if he wants to hold his precious boy in his arms. And that's what he wants more than anything. So he draws back, easing his softening length out of his lover's body, and then scoops half-dressed Hisoka up in his arms.* So much. Thank you, Kirei, you are so -beautiful-... so delicious... love you so much...

Hisoka: *makes a little squeak of protest as Ran withdraws, but being cuddled in Ran's arms is surely better. He wraps his arms around Ran and holds him close, not even caring what mess he might be making of his outfit.* I hope you thought it was fun. I liked it... how turned on you were. *He can't help but smile shyly, one of those rare expressions that comes from loving someone so much.*

Ran: *opens his eyes, settling back into the pillows to cradle Hisoka close. That terribly sweet expression causes him to smile exhaustedly in return, unguarded and true.* I loved how free you were... the sounds you made, the things you said... completely uninhibited and gorgeous. *softer* Thank you for indulging me like this, Kirei.

Hisoka: *nudges Ran gently in the ribs* I thought you were the one indulging in my fantasies. I was the one who came to you with this. Though I was a little surprised the naughty student didn't get a spanking.... *He rubs his body against Ran's teasingly, one hand slipping under the man's shirt to caress his chest.*

Ran: *rumbles* If you need a spanking I would be happy to give you one. But you cannot expect me to have any self-control the first time I see you in this adorably fetching outfit. Mmm... *his eyes drift half-closed when Hisoka touches his chest, pleased* I could not help myself, love. I simply had to have you.

Hisoka: *hums happily, the sound amused and nearly on the edge of arousal.* You think I should come by in this outfit more often, then? Or is the thrill gone now that you've "deflowered" this little school girl? *His fingers locate Ran's nipple piercing and he plays with it idly, loving the way it and the man's pert, erect nipple feel.*

Ran: *shivers slightly, nuzzling against Hisoka's forehead and kissing his skin tenderly* The wonderful thing about this delightful schoolgirl is that I can deflower her as often as we like. And any time you feel like playing that role, please, feel free. *nuzzles through Hisoka's bangs, sighing* That feels nice...

Hisoka: *hums again, nuzzling up to steal a kiss from Ran's lips* Good. Because I think she might get a lot naughtier in the future, now that she's had a taste of forbidden fruit. *His fingers continue to circle Ran's nipple, occassionally tweaking the ring, as he grows a bit more bold in his teasing.* I love touching you. It's what I miss most when I don't see you.

Ran: *gives a faint hiss; tugs on his ring always send shivers through him* Mm... I know what you mean, precious. When we are not together, that is what I think of you. The way you feel in my arms, the scent of your skin, the softness of you.

Hisoka: *nuzzles into Ran's hair and nips his earlobe scoldingly* You don't think of fucking me? Or me dressing up for you? I'm willing to take requests, you know. *Sometimes he thinks Ran treats him a little too gently, like Ran isn't sure of him, like Ran's worried about how he'll react.*

Ran: Mmh! When I think of fucking you, I have to excuse myself. I cannot think of it and not follow the thought through. *rolls over, leaning over the boy and pinning his shoudlers down* Pink. I think I like you in pink. Something you will not mind hitching up so I can spank you with my hand.

Hisoka: *even after the hard orgasm he just had, he can feel his cock twich as Ran says that.* Ran. I won't mind hitching up anything you want me to. *He squirms a little, enjoying the feeling of being pinned in the same way the enjoys being held close, knowing the man won't let him get away.*

RP Log -- Hisoka and Ran -- Ran's (Belated) Birthday

2003-07-07T06:50:28Z

Hisoka: *is finally back at the House for good, it seems, though visibly tired from a great deal of travel. He has been zoning out in his bedroom most of the afternoon, looking through books and files and paying little attention to them, but upon noticing Ran's proximity, he creeps out of the room and goes looking for him.*

Ran: *is not actually all that far away, retrieving an extra-large towel out of a hall closet for his hair. Regular towels just don't cut it for the drain-clogging mop that's on his head now. Carefully he unwinds one towel and drapes the other over his head, sliding into the bathroom to towel off.*

Hisoka: *catches a glimpse of Ran as he disappears into the bathroom, scampering to knock on the door before it completely closes.* Ran? *He'll be pushy and peek inside.*

Ran: Aa? Kirei. *straightens, the towel over his shoulders to protect his back from the shock of long wet hair. He's dressed only in a pair of dark blue boxer-briefs and his usual jewelry (nipple ring, long sword earring, and his gold ring from Cye).* Hello again, sweet.

Hisoka: *practically pounces on the man, giving him a sudden, warm hug, no matter how damp he might be. The scent of his newly-washed hair is nice, seeming to be particularly intense.* I didn't hear you get in, I guess.

Ran: *momentarily surprised, but not so much that he's bowled over. Indeed not! He scoops Hisoka up, hands under the boy's butt, holding him up off the floor for a few moments.* You forget that I was trained to be stealthy, though, perhaps not to empaths. *kisses his adorable lover on the lips briefly* I like an energetic Hisoka.

Hisoka: *wiggles in Ran's arms briefly, enjoying the feeling of being held. In returning the kiss, he tries to steal an extra heartbeat or two of contact.* You do? I can be as energetic as you like. *Certainly today, the boy's mood seems light, almost instantly lifted with this moment of closeness.* I'm sorry I missed your birthday. You'll have to let me make it up to you. I did get you a gift, though....

Ran: *surprised* You remembered? *It seems to touch him, truly, that Hisoka remembered it when Ran himself isn't fond of reminding people. In fact, that could be like a gift in itself to him. He sets the smaller boy down with another hug.* By all means, if you feel you must make it up to me, then let's.

Hisoka: *runs teasing fingers down Ran's bare chest, his gaze flickering over him in an openly flirtatous way one rarely sees from the boy.* Cye-san has it written on all the calendars... it's difficult to miss. *And from somewhere, he produces a flat little box about the size of a hardcover book and offers it to the man.* It isn't easy to buy for you, I'll have you know.

Ran: *lifts his brows, impressed at Hisoka's talent at hiding things on his person. Kissing him again, he accepts the box, admiring the containment like any good Japanese man will do.* You are so kind, Kirei. Thank you. *Carefully he pries open the box to take a peek inside, a bit of pinkness on his cheeks.*

Hisoka: *Inside the box is a photograph in an antique silver frame--the photo an 8x10 from the afternoon Ran and Hisoka spent playing with the camera's timer. It's not one of the naughty ones, though... the two are still mostly clothed, looking down at something in Ran's hand as the man is explaining how the thing works. It's rather sweet for a candid photograph. Hisoka looks a little embarrassed as he explains.* I thought you could use something to put on the mantle at your new place...

Ran: *stands there for a few moments, gazing at the picture with a faint smile* This is... this is beautiful, Hisoka. You look so adorable in this photo, and I remember that, talking about... things. *peeks up at the real thing, a hundred times more lovely* Thank you. This will definitely go in our living room so that I can always pass by and look at it easily.

Hisoka: *his blush growing rather more pink* I'm glad you like it. It reminds me of all the ordinary times we spent together. Really, just as nice as the important times. *He slips an arm around the man's waist and snuggles close against him.*

Ran: *embracing Hisoka lightly* All the time I spend with you is important. Thank you so much for this, it does mean a great deal to me. *softer* All those "ordinary" times are precious to me. Learning little things about you as a person.

Hisoka: *manages a faint smile* I'm glad. I guess it makes up for today being one of those "ordinary times," rather than your actual birthday. *He nudges the man gently, a gesture half-teasing, half-flirting.* Now, have you decided how I can make it up to you for being late with your gift?

Ran: *murmurs* Well, when you put it that way, I can think of a thousand things... several of which involve dressing you up in a lacy white baby-doll nightie, but I think perhaps we should work up to that. *teasing, the quiet flicker dancing behind his eyes* Would you be willing to give me a massage?

Hisoka: *leans up and nuzzles a kiss against Ran's throat* I'd love to. Any excuse to touch you all over. *He runs his fingertips down the man's side, giving just the slightest brush of nail.* You can even dress me up if you want. I have a little outfit I thought about wearing for you, but I was afraid you might think it was silly....

Ran: *immediately interested, even as he's gathering up his gift in one hand and Hisoka in the other arm, carting them both toward his bedroom* Hardly. I think I would like anything you would wear for me, no matter how "silly". You should see the things that Cye has gotten -me- into.

Hisoka: *is drawn along by Ran, though he gives darting glances around to make sure no one will be overhearing them.* I found a little schoolgirl uniform in one of the closets. I guess I've had it for a while, but I've only recently found shoes and knee socks to go with it.... *It sounds like the boy has put in a bit of effort, doesn't it?* The skirt is pretty short, though. Not really something to wear around everywhere.

Ran: *mm-hm's and nods through the explanation, until they're in Ran's room. And the moment they are, he spins around and presses Hisoka up against the wall, kissing him hard and deep. Yes, someone -likes- that idea all right. He doesn't let Hisoka up for air for three or four minutes, panting lightly himself.* I think... I would like... to see that.

Hisoka: *a little surprised by the suddenness and intensity of the kiss, but he's perfectly happy to go with it, squirming against Ran and making happy little noises as his mouth is ravished. When the kiss ends, the boy looks all muzzy and distracted.* Hmm? Oh, of course. Whenever you like. *Though at least now he has something to surprise the man with.*

Ran: *was thinking -just- the same thing* Surprise me, Kirei. Cye-chan would certainly be very accomadating and willing to help. *leans back a little, his hand on the wall above Hisoka's head to gaze down at him* Still willing to give that massage?

Hisoka: *leans up to nuzzle a kiss against Ran's throat* I don't know how many people I want to show that outfit to just yet. When I wear it, I just want someone to... take over. *He blushes faintly, like this is a serious confession.* Go on... get on the bed.

Ran: *touches that adorable little blush and kisses his cheek, then moves away to tuck his present into the dresser drawer for later. And then he goes over to the gigantic bed, stretching out on his stomach in just those boxer-briefs. His hair gets pulled over his shoulder and draped over the bed still wet. All ready for Hisoka's little hands.*

Hisoka: *pokes around until he finds some nicely scented massage oil--it can't be all that difficult to find in this room. Ran's lovely form seems to draw him to the bed on its own. He strips down to only his briefs himself, and then straddles the man's hips, leaning down and tracing a line of kisses over his shoulders.* Any sore spots I should be aware of?

Ran: *peeks over his shoulder to admire Hisoka's near-naked form* A bit sore in the lower back from too much gardening, but that is all. My... you look so deliciously tempting like that. In just those cute little underthings and all your other skin showing. *conversationally* Did I ever tell you that you have the most adorable nipples?

Hisoka: *pours a generous amount of the massage oil into one hand, then warms it between his palms, before applying it to Ran's skin. He starts with the shoulders, moving surprisingly strong but gentle hands over his shoulderblades and up to his neck, careful to watch for any tight spots. His voice betrays faint amusement, but he's willing to play this game.* I don't believe you've told me that, no. What if my intent is to tempt you, though?

Ran: *siiiighs in pleasure, letting Hisoka's soft hands relax his usually tensed muscles, letting the boy take over his body like this* Then... mm, I should say you were doing a very good job. And while I -am- tempted, the last thing I want is for you to stop doing what you are doing right now.

Hisoka: *directs his attention very methodically down Ran's body, spending just enough time on each muscle group. He does concentrate on the man's lower back a bit more, noticing some tightness and trying to work it out.* Ah, I should have known. By the time I'm finished, you'll probably be so limp and relaxed you'll fall asleep straightaway. Lift your hips a little, please. *His voice plays at being professional as he slides the man's underwear down and then off entirely, returning his attention to the area below the man's waist.*

Ran: *lifts up and settles back down obediently, letting his legs part a little for comfort. His eyes are half-closed but his voice sounds alert enough.* Well then. You shouldn't be so good at this if you do not want me to fall asl... mmmm. *Right below his waist, his bottom in particular, is a major Area for him. Touches there are so relaxing, so pleasing, that for a few minutes he loses the power of speech entirely.* Mmmmm... ahhh. Nnh...

Hisoka: *is very thorough in his work, Ran will find. The boy massages every inch, even sliding his oil-slick fingers between the man's cheeks, teasing his entrance briefly, before moving down to the lower thighs. His view of the man's gorgeous body is really beyond compare, and he takes advantage of it, even moving his hands back up to massage Ran's buttocks occassionally, just to see if he can get him to make those lovely noises again.*

Ran: *will openly sigh and purr every time his bottom is touched, and often when other places in the same region get attention. His inner thighs and the backs of his knees are delightfully sensitive as well. As if picking up the train of thought from the feeling in his body, Ran starts to mumble.* So cold and cut off for such a long time... little over two years ago, I woke up. Came back to life. Now everything... feels. Feels so much, now.

Hisoka: *listens, feeling the man's emotions through their touch.* I'm glad. I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't been there to guide me. I owe you a great deal. *His massaging hands move down the backs of Ran's knees, to his calves, then to his feet, which he spends quite a while and a lot of oil massaging.*

Ran: *draws breath to respond, but it pours out as a long, low groan* Ohhhh... Hisoka, that's... nnnnnh... *The foot massage just feels SO good, so ultimately relaxing and delicious.* You're... paying me back. Mmm... consider us even, darling...

Hisoka: *it takes a moment for the boy to get control over his amusement at that, but he finally does.* Who knew that a little massage was all it takes to pay someone back for changing your life. Roll over, please. I want to do your front. *And that'll give him an entirely new view of things.*

Ran: *just bets he does. He rolls over as bid, exposing his naked chest and bits. Half-erect but really too lazy to get himself a full hard-on, he stretches out just a bit self-consciously. Always more comfortable exposing his backside to a lover than his front, for no reason he could elucidate.* Changing your life? You view it as that?

Hisoka: *indeed, the view is breathtaking* You're so beautiful... as much as I like your photos, you're so much better in person than in on film. *His hands work up Ran's legs, all the way to his hips. He's careful not to touch any of Ran's bits--he wants to finish this massage first.*

Ran: *opens one eye, wondering at why Hisoka didn't really answer the question, but he's willing to let it drop. He's required to "hmf" at the claim of his beauty, anyway.* I certainly hope you are not sitting about looking at photos of me, when you could just come over and see the real thing.

Hisoka: *It's a personal issue, and one that he -feels- is true rather than one he can really explain.* I'd drive you crazy if I was with you every moment I wanted to be. *His hands move up Ran's body--over his stomach, to his chest, where his touch slows considerably over the man's pectorals.* You got me to open up, to think about things. To expect things for myself. Even when I wanted things from Tsuzuki, and he wasn't ready to give them to me....

Ran: *looks up with alert-open eyes, cupping his hands around Hisoka's wrists and then slipping his palms up the boy's arms* All I did was want you desperately and push you every time we were alone together. *His pale hands slide over Hisoka's bare shoulders and up to his cheeks.* If I did something good for you, all I know is that I am glad.

Hisoka: *his emerald eyes gazing down at Ran, filled with emotion* You did a lot for me just by wanting me. And I must have been so important to you that you tried to change your whole personality to protect me. *He tries to make a joke of that, but it falls a little flat.* You were always so patient and kind. And every time I turned around you were interested in me. You never pushed too much at all.

Ran: *sucks in his bottom lip to bite at it, a bad habit of his that gives him a sort of turtlish appearance. Then he draws Hisoka's head down to place a small, warm kiss on his lips.* You have always named me with words that no one else has. Patient. Kind. I wanted to be the man I saw reflected on your face. I wanted to be the sort of man that you thought I was.

Hisoka: *returns the kiss, but the intimacy of the moment makes it difficult for him to look the man in the eyes. Finally he lies down on the man's chest, with the pretext of wrapping his arms around him but actually so he can hide his face.* See, I expect you to be too much.

Ran: *wraps his arms around Hisoka's back in a cradling embrace. Beneath his ear, Hisoka can hear Ran's heart beating swiftly.* As long as you are not disappointed in me... then... I want you to expect too much of me. *in a quiet voice* I can never hope to be worthy of your love. All I can do is try to live up to your hopes for me.

Hisoka: *feels strangely touched, in a way that makes him a little unsure about the future. He is sure about Ran, though, and he clings to him in a way that makes the man important in a way that nothing else is.* I'm not disappointed in you. Only grateful.

Ran: *brushes his lips against Hisoka's forehead, sighing against his skin* I think, you know... I think that we must be very good for one another. It seems that we do good things for each other. I know that you are good for my self-confidence, and if I am good for you, then... then I feel more worthwhile.

Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against Ran's throat* I'm glad you think that. It worries me sometimes, though... how much it scares me to imagine being without you. *It really makes him crazy, impossible for anyone to deal with... though that's why it means so much for him to be important to Ran too.*

Ran: *hugs Hisoka closer, tighter for a moment* Then do not imagine it. There is no need to think of what would happen, because we will not allow it to happen. *gentle fingers touch Hisoka's chin and tip it up, leaning down to capture another light, careful kiss from him.*

RP Log -- Tsuzuki and Hisoka -- The Decision

2003-06-30T03:08:58Z

Tsuzuki: *lounging in a floating chair in the pool, since it's hot out, with a drink and a plate of Rice Krispie treats*

Hisoka: *sitting in a chair near a table, paying an inordinate amount of attention to a house of cards he's building. He's got one solid row on the bottom built and is working on the second.*

Tsuzuki: *looks over* That looks painstaking. *smiles*

Hisoka: *doesn't answer for a long moment, but then, as if the question finally registers, shrugs.* I suppose so.

Tsuzuki: *grins* You could always jump into the water and join me. Those cards look boring!

Hisoka: *gives Tsuzuki a long look.* I don't really swim. *And the cards are boring... that's kind of why he's doing them.*

Tsuzuki: I'd teach you. *smiles*

Hisoka: *just shakes his head* That's all right.

Tsuzuki: *it's his turn to give Hisoka a long look* You're brooding again, aren't you?

Hisoka: *balancing a couple cards while laying another atop them* Can't I just not want to go swimming? *But yeah, he's brooding.*

Tsuzuki: I can tell the difference when you just don't want to do something and when you're brooding... and now, it looks a lot like you're brooding. What's up?

Hisoka: *shrugs* Just having a hard time with these cards.... *To prove his point, the top level of the house collapses, and he sighs, picking out the cards to rebuild it.*

Tsuzuki: *sighs* It's Ran, isn't it?

Hisoka: *his voice taking on a bit of an edge* Did I -say- it was Ran?

Tsuzuki: No, but it isn't hard for me to guess. You've been like this ever since he moved out.

Hisoka: *shrugs again, his eyes on his house of cards.*

Tsuzuki: *paddles to the pool edge to set his goodies there, then jumps out of the chair into the water, and climbs out of the pool, water beading on his skin in droplets, and his speedo showing plenty*

Hisoka: *gives Tsuzuki a wary little look as he approaches, only a little distracted from the likelihood he'll be scolded, by the man's nicely-wrapped "package."*

Tsuzuki: *wraps his arms around Hisoka in a gentle, loving hug* Something's really bothering you, love. It worries me that this has gone on this long.

Hisoka: *squirms a little as he's hugged" Hey, you're all wet! *The boy is wearing his usual, a highly-absorbant t-shirt and jeans.* Look... ah... you don't have to worry about it.

Tsuzuki: You've been fretting about it long enough that I think I do.

Hisoka: I know you don't want to deal with it, so you might as well not start something.

Tsuzuki: *looks at Hisoka**quietly* I'm not trying to start something, but this is an issue that needs to be dealt with. It hurts me to see you like this.

Hisoka: *gives a small sigh* And how do you expect to "deal with this"? This isn't something that can be solved by you or me, so we might as well just let it go.

Tsuzuki: Except you aren't letting it go. You've been brooding about it for weeks now.

Hisoka: Well, how about being a little patient with me? This is something I need a little time for, all right? And it doesn't help that we're stuck in this stupid House, being reminded of it day after day, instead of going out and doing something useful.

Tsuzuki: *draws back* I'm doing my best to be patient with you, but you aren't getting any better. And it isn't like he's completely gone; he's a portal jump away. He still loves you. I thought you and he had taken care of the problem when you talked, but obviously that isn't the case. You need to talk to him again, and let him know that you're still having problems with accepting his decision.

Hisoka: *violently shakes his head* No, he'll be angry with me if he finds out. *It's even more frightening to remember Alucard's scolding, that Ran would be angry with him no matter what. With some difficulty, he gets out the words.* Look... clearly... it's his decision. There's nothing I can do about whatever he decides.

Tsuzuki: But something still bothers you. What is it that scares you, makes you feel so threatened?

Hisoka: *grits his teeth* Look, it's none of your business. I'm not going to talk about these things with you. *While he'd be willing to talk about almost anything else with Tsuzuki, he's beginning to feel awfully defensive, what with everyone prying into his feelings.*

Tsuzuki: *faces Hisoka, serious* It is my business. We're partners and what affects you affects me. It's affecting the quality of your work, and that's important. I don't want you distracted by brooding over him if we get called back into the field. We have to be able to watch each other's backs and concentrate on the case.

Hisoka: *snapping* Don't be ridiculous. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of any problem in the field. I know my job and I can do it no matter what else is going on.

Tsuzuki: *intent* Then why is your work slipping? *starting to get annoyed himself* We depend on each other out there.

Hisoka: *slams his hand down on the table, the house of cards collapsing with the vibration.* Shut up. It's... it's not what you think. I'm just tired of putting up with everything going on here, and feeling useless besides. Day after day, we're not doing anything that matters.

Tsuzuki: *raising his voice a bit* We're helping Watari. That matters. We're here to research the magical energy flows. That matters. We're here because this is where we've been assigned. I'd certainly rather be here than being chewed up by some monster or dealing with Muraki!

Hisoka: *anger flashing in his expression, as he is reminded of Muraki* That isn't the point. Watari seems to be the only one accomplishing anything with this project, and our talents are better spent stopping that "chewing monster" or that evil man from hurting other people.

Tsuzuki: *nods* I know. Things have been quiet lately, and as distracted as you've been, I think that's a good thing.

Hisoka: *scattering a flurry of cards onto the floor, all around the table* It's not my fault, stop acting like it is! I just can't deal with this place anymore. It's making me sick, day after day... I can't fix any of it....

Tsuzuki: What is it? What can't you fix? *a note of desperation in his voice* I've been doing everything I can to help you, to reach you, to make you happy...

Hisoka: *sighs, slumping back in his chair, his voice thick with emotion* It's not anything you can do... I wish it were. It only makes me feel worse to know you're with me, trying to help, putting up with everything... *But the boy's deep unhappiness is connected with this place as much as who isn't here.*

Tsuzuki: You aren't the only one affected by this. *getting back to his big issue* I know you're unhappy, but you can't let that affect your work, and it is.

Hisoka: *folds his arms across his chest, once again feeling defensive* Stop critizing me. I can't just turn off my feelings like that, even though you wish I could.

Tsuzuki: I didn't ask you to turn off your feelings, just to keep them from affecting your work. If you get this distracted when we're in the field, someone could get hurt or killed.

Hisoka: *rolls his eyes* When was the last time either of us was in a situation when someone might be killed? Honestly, if you're tired of me being your partner, you should just say so. *his voice laced with venom, the heavy emotion of the topic hiting him harder when he says it aloud than when he only thought it.*

Tsuzuki: *flinches as though he's been physically hit* I'm not tired of you being my partner! I love you, and I'd never leave you! *sudden fear tears at his soul* Hisoka, are you saying you don't want to be my partner? *eyes wide and shocked*

Hisoka: *shakes his head with similar vehemence as before* Of course not. I... I love you. *And despite his confusion and resentment, he gets up and hugs Tsuzuki tightly, needing to make clear that one thing, at least.*

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka tightly, as though the boy would disappear if he ever lets go* I love you so much...

Hisoka: *hides his face against the man's bare chest, his whole body aching with the effort of trying not to cry.* I'm sorry I haven't been someone you can count on.

Tsuzuki: *holds him close, stroking his hair* I know. I love you. I want to help you, but I can't. *nearly crying himself*

Hisoka: *quiet for a long moment, just letting Tsuzuki soothe him by stroking his hair* There's no one who can help me. No one. I'm going to have to do this by myself. *It has been quite a while since he's felt so alone.*

Tsuzuki: *murmurs, stroking his lover's silken hair* I'm here. I'm here. You aren't alone, even if I can't help...

Hisoka: *feeling thoroughly damp by now from Tsuzuki's touch, as welcome as it is.* Stay by me, please. I need to know that there's someone I can count on, no matter what. *Even given that, he's not sure he feels any better, the way everything seems like it could just come apart at any moment.*

Tsuzuki: *holds Hisoka tightly* I'll stay with you. I promise. I love you.

Hisoka: *looking up at the man* Does that mean you'll come back to Meifu with me? *The boy has already virtually decided he's going, no matter what the chief, Tatsumi, or anyone else says about it.*

Tsuzuki: I can't. I wish I could, but I can't. It wouldn't be fair to Watari, not when he needs help. *eyes sad and longing. He wants to return to Meifu with his love, so very much, but he's needed here* Are you sure you need to go back to Meifu?

Hisoka: *reaches up and touches Tsuzuki's cheek, his throat, his shoulders... * I have to go. I have to get out of this place and be somewhere I don't have to remember.... *He lets the thought slide away.* It won't be forever, though. Maybe you and Watari will finish this business with the gates, or before long I'll be able to come back...

Tsuzuki: *kisses Hisoka's lips* I'll wait for you, as long as it takes. *tightens his hug* I love you, and this is what you need to do for yourself. I'll be here for you, and if I can get away to visit you, I will.

Hisoka: *returns the kiss, a gesture seeming all the more emotional for the difficulty of the moment* You'd better. I came to see you when the monster chewed on you, remember? *Actually, the boy is likely to invent reasons for Tsuzuki to make a return trip back to the office, even if he has to use Tatsumi to issue a directive.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* How can I not, when I love you so much, and want to be with you so much? *another tender kiss* And I'm very grateful that you came to see me. *a sly twinkle in his eyes*

Hisoka: *arches his brow at the man* Don't tell me you want to use this as an excuse to do naughty things in the broom closet at work, do you?

Tsuzuki: *grins* You have to ask?

Hisoka: *amused, despite his almost scolding tone* We'll have to be very quiet, you know. I don't think anyone would appreciate such places being used for something other than their intended purpose. *Of course, that's part of the thrill, isn't it?*

Tsuzuki: *teasing* Do you think you can manage it?

Hisoka: Are you issuing me a challenge? All right, then... if you want to find out, you'll have to come back to Meifu and find out. *One hand sneaks around and gives Tsuzuki's rear a firm couple of pats.*

Tsuzuki: *smiling* Oh, I definitely will! *sliding his own hands along Hisoka's back and sides* Do you need to leave right away?

Hisoka: *sighs, giving Tsuzuki a tight hug* Tomorrow morning, I suppose. That'll give me enough time to pack, at least... *He's not even sure how he should go about saying his good-byes, or even if he could explain his reason for taking some time away.*

Tsuzuki: *hugs back* I'm sure Watari will understand, and Zell. *nuzzles* We should head back to our room then... I want to be as close to you as I can before you have to leave.

Hisoka: *nods, his arm going around his lover's waist as he draws him towards the exit.* I'm going to have to get out of these wet clothes, too... you have me almost soaked through.

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* All the better then... I like to see you naked. *his arm around Hisoka's shoulders to hold him close*

RP Log -- Alucard and Hisoka -- The Argument

2003-06-30T03:04:28Z

Hisoka: *is puttering around in the kitchen, making tea. He seems to be spending an awful lot of time arranging things while he waits for the water to boil, his expression too concerned for what he is actually doing.*

Alucard: Sir Hisoka. *he says by way of greeting while getting a Code Red from the fridge*

Hisoka: *his gaze flickering in the other's direction* Alucard-san. How are you? *a suspicious look at the Code Red, but he doesn't say anything about it.*

Alucard: Quite well. What is it that you are doing?

Hisoka: Just making some tea. You can have some, if you'd like. *The process of making tea is a comforting ritual to him, one he does sometimes whether or not he's actually interested in drinking it. At last, the water boils, and he pours it over the leaves to let it steep.*

Alucard: *eyes his Code Red, then the tea. He puts the can back in the fridge and accepts some tea* Sir Hisoka, I chatted with Sir Tsuzuki a few days previous. He seemed to be worried about you.

Hisoka: I know. He's told me. *flickers a look at Alucard, but mostly he turns his attention to the tea. He adds another cup to the service, and when it seems like the tea has steeped long enough, he pours out two cups, offering one to Alucard. All of this is a process to avoid talking about it, of course.* Don't tell me you've been worrying about me too?

Alucard: I don't know you well enough to worry, but I can understand why you're concerned about the situation. I was too, until Ran explained it for me.

Hisoka: *visibly tenses, and one can almost see his defenses going up.* Yeah, Ran explained it to me too.

Alucard: But it still bothers you. In spite of getting it explained. So sit. I'll explain why it's fine.

Hisoka: *half-hides behind his tea cup, his gaze not quite meeting Alucard's.* You don't have to. As you say, you don't know me very well, and your situation is different from mine.

Alucard: It is, however, you don't quite know Ran as well as you think if you still feel you are slighted.

Hisoka: *sighs* I suppose I don't know him well at all, if I believed... *He breaks off before finishing, knowing whatever he says will just feed into a rumor mill.*

Alucard: *doesn't comment* What, specifically, do you feel threaten by with my brother moving to the store?

Hisoka: *takes advantage of a pause as he takes a long drink of tea* I'm not threatened. He can do whatever he wants, of course.

Alucard: *closes his eyes for a moment: yes I use patience, I have patience* Fine then. So if there's not a problem, why are you acting like there is one? If my brother still loves you, then he will always come back to you.

Hisoka: *annoyance entering his voice* What business is it of yours how I'm acting? You're not my partner or my lover.

Alucard: I could be your friend though, Sir Hisoka. My brother talks about you a lot. You make him very happy. So, I do not wish to see you upset in the relationship you have with my brother. I only offer my opinion so you understand him more and have a deeper relationship with him.

Hisoka: *just shakes his head and shrugs, having trouble even talking about this.* I think we already have too much misunderstanding between us. Maybe it doesn't matter, though. The truth is, I've already talked with him about it, and as far as he's concerned, the matter is resolved.

Alucard: But it really isn't if it's bothering you. And it's extremely hard to lie to my brother. Perhaps it's some of Torent rubbing off on him, but he knows. Maybe I can't help you, but you should truly tell my brother if there's something still bothering you about this. It will hurt him more if you lie to him than if you say that you thought about it and you were still bothered by some things.

Hisoka: *sighs, his whole body seeming to droop with the effort of holding up these worries* He'll be angry with me if I try to talk to him about this, since we've already discussed it. And if I hardly see him, he's not likely to notice, is he?

Alucard: He won't be angry with you if you bring it up. Tell him you just thought about it some more and you wanted to clarify a few things. And are you hardly seeing him because he isn't trying or is it because you don't want to try?

Hisoka: *chews his lower lip for a moment, looking pensive. Then he shoots an annoyed look at Alucard.* None of your business. *He turns away, staring into his tea.*

Alucard: Well, for whatever reason there is a problem, my brother will find out about it. He isn't stupid. And when he finds out about, he shall nag you to death over it because he loves you and he doesn't want anyone he loves to be upset. If someone he loves is upset, he tries all he can to fix it.

Hisoka: *sets his tea down on the counter, crossing his arms over his chest as he shoots a cold look over at Alucard.* Look, this is my problem, not yours. No one's being hurt by this but me, and I'd prefer to keep it that way. *Well, Tsuzuki's bothered, but the boy is doing his best.*

Alucard: I think you're wrong, Sir Hisoka, and you might find out why later on. But that, as you say, is your problem. *finishes his tea* Do not be surprised if my brother is angered by the fact you didn't trust him with all of your feelings ... and not because you had differences of opinion. *nods to him politely and leaves*

Hisoka: *watches Alucard walk out, his hands tightening into fists. After a long moment, he's no longer able to contain his fury--he snatches up the teacup and throws it against the wall, smashing it. Sure, he'll have to clean it up later, but it does make him feel a tiny bit better.*

RP Log -- Tsuzuki x Hisoka -- The Outfit

2003-06-15T19:59:40Z

Warings: Cross-dressing, discipline, mention of other perversions. ^__^

Hisoka: *has been poking around in the closets of some of the unused bedrooms most of the afternoon, his activities likely unnoticed by anyone else in the House, for all that he doesn't seem to bother with shutting the door to hide away. Now, he's gazing at himself thoughtfully in the mirror, holding up to his body a school girl's skirt and tailored shirt.*

Tsuzuki: *opening the door* Hisoka, have you seen...*breaks off abruptly in astonishment at the sight of Hisoka, of all people, holding up a girl's outfit as though he's thinking about trying it on. Considering the fit he had whenever Yuma and Saya tried to dress him up, Tsuzuki would have expected Tatsumi to wear a dress to the office before Hisoka would ever cross dress! Still, it looks good... hrm, how to get him to actually put it on...*

Hisoka: *had been so caught up in his own thoughts, he actually allowed Tsuzuki to sneak up on him. That's only the beginning of his embarrassment, however. At Tsuzuki's voice, immediately he turns, trying to hide the offending outfit behind his back, but his flushed cheeks give it away.* Tsuzuki. What is it now? *His voice comes out a little sharper than it might ordinarily, as defensive as he feels.*

Tsuzuki: *holds up his hands* I was just looking for that report that I was supposed to file tomorrow. By the way... *smiles winningly* I like that outfit.

Hisoka: *his cheeks still flushed, he tosses the school girl outfit onto a pile of other clothes on the bed, including some gaudy kimonos and minimal leather contraptions.* After I looked it over, I put it on your desk in the bedroom. I would have thought you'd look there first.

Tsuzuki: Oh. I didn't think to look there. But now that I know where it is, I don't have to worry about it, right? *smiles*

Hisoka: I suppose that's true. *He shuffles his feet a little, looking around awkwardly, trying to look anywhere but that big pile on the bed.* Ano... what are you going to do now?

Tsuzuki: *with a gleam in his eyes* I was hoping to watch you do some modeling.

Hisoka: *his blush returning anew* Geez, can't a guy look at some things in private anymore? *Of course, if the boy had really wanted privacy, he would've done a lot better job of making sure no one could walk in.* These... these are just some silly things I found. I don't even know why they're here... it's not like there are girls living in the House to wear them.

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* No, but there are plenty of boys. *winks*

Hisoka: *smirks, picking up the short pleated skirt and holding it up... away from his body this time.* I dunno, you'd have to have pretty good legs to wear something like this. *He closes one eye, looking Tsuzuki up and down... oi, now he's imagining what his partner would look like in it!*

Tsuzuki: *raises an eyebrow, teasing* It's too small for me. But I'd love to see you wear it...

Hisoka: *frowns slightly, uncertain* You would? You don't think it looks funny? *He holds it back up to his waist, glancing over at himself in the mirror, a side-view. Suddenly, he glares back at Tsuzuki.* You aren't just saying this to make fun of me, are you?

Tsuzuki: Of course not. I think you'd looks great... so good you'd make me want to bend you over that desk over there and take you so hard and deep that we lose our minds....

Hisoka: *follows Tsuzuki's gaze over to the desk, staring at it for so long, it's clear what he's imagining.* I... ano... *He swallows again, blushing to the tips of his ears.* But there's nothing to wear under the skirt. That isn't proper, is it?

Tsuzuki: No, and perhaps the naughty student might warrant a little discipline, hmm? *smiles*

Hisoka: *gives Tsuzuki a look of open-mouthed surprise for a long moment, before a defiant little smirk appears on his lips.* No way! Is Tsuzuki-sensei that much of a pervert that he'd be spanking students in skirts this short? *He half-turns away from Tsuzuki, this time holding the skirt up to his backside. Indeed, it appears it would only just barely cover the necessary parts, windy days or dropped pencils not withstanding.*

Tsuzuki: *grins* Try me.

Hisoka: *suddenly discovering he's out of arguments, and he's just left with the little flutter of nervousness in his stomach.* Well... I suppose. You don't have to pretend you like something if you really don't, though.

Tsuzuki: *watches Hisoka with a loving gaze* Neither do you... and I'd love to see you in it, with nothing underneath.

Hisoka: *slowly gathers up the skirt and top, sorting through the other clothes to find the matching vest.* All right. All right. I'll get changed. *He heads for the bathroom... hey, if he's going to create an illusion like this, he needs to be able to change in private.*

Tsuzuki: *nods, watching* I'll be waiting here.

Hisoka: *spends a long time puttering around in the bathroom, checking and rechecking himself in the mirror. For the moment, he's only concerned about what he thinks himself. When he finally emerges (Tsuzuki must have gotten horribly bored in the meantime), he's dressed in the little plaid skirt, shirt, and vest, his hair even combed and fluffed out a bit to look more feminine. He stands in the doorway to the bathroom, glaring a little.* Well...?

Tsuzuki: *rises to inspect him, eyes warm and admiring* Very nice... turn around please, so I can see the whole effect.

Hisoka: *slowly... a little awkwardly... turns, keeping his eyes on Tsuzuki the whole time. The skirt is very short indeed. His voice is quiet, a little embarrassed, but he likes Tsuzuki looking at him, too.* I don't have the shoes, either. Maybe there are some packed away in the attic that would fit....

Tsuzuki: *nods, smiling* Probably, but I think you're gorgeous the way you are... are you ready for your lessons, Kurosaki-san? *eyes gleaming with mischief*

Hisoka: *blushes, his hands clasped in front of him, for the moment looking almost exactly like a sweet school-girl.* Hai, Tsuzuki-sensei. But I've forgotten the homework you assigned yesterday....

Tsuzuki: *stern but kind* You know you shouldn't do that, Kurosaki-san. Whatever am I to do with you? As much as I might like to, I simply cannot let this pass. *walking around Hisoka in a circle, with an air of authority*

Hisoka: *nibbles his lower lip pensively, trying to keep an eye on the man as he circles* Forgive me, sensei. I know I should have been more responsible. What can I do to make up for it? Please... couldn't you give me some extra credit or something?

Tsuzuki: Would that be fair to the other students, Kurosaki-san? *stops, to lead against the desk*

Hisoka: *edges a little closer to Tsuzuki, looking him up and down* Couldn't this just be something between the two of us? I'm sure that with a little extra attention, I could learn to do better.

Tsuzuki: *cocks his head, considering* I must do something to ensure that you do not forget again...

Hisoka: *giving the man a coy, perfectly innocent look.* My promise isn't good enough? What is it you want from me?

Tsuzuki: Do you think you merit discipline, Kurosaki-san? *watching Hisoka's reactions carefully*

Hisoka: *still playing devious-girl-playing-sweet-and-innocent* But sensei, I know I've been irresponsible, but isn't there anything else I could do? Let me prove to you what a quick study I am. *His fingers sneak out, running teasingly over the "teacher's" fly.*

Tsuzuki: *thinks this over* Very well. I'm going to have to spank you thoroughly first, to make sure you remember not to forget your homework. Bend over, Kurosaki-san.

Hisoka: But sensei-- *he protests, before giving Tsuzuki a poutish look, giving in. He slowly turns and leans over the desk, leaning on his elbows. The back hem of the skirt hikes higher, teasingly exposing a bit of his ass.* Tsuzuki-sensei, I'm sorry for being so naughty. It's not my fault, it's just the way I am.

Tsuzuki: *stands behind Hisoka for a moment, then raises the skirt slowly, to expose what's underneath* Then perhaps you need correction even more, Kurosaki-san. As your teacher, it is my duty to provide what you need.

Hisoka: *a little noise escapes his throat as Tsuzuki lifts his skirt, and he suddenly realizes he's incredibly aroused, even without the man so much as touching him.* I'm so sorry to be such a little slut, sensei! I know, I need your correction so much....

Tsuzuki: So I see... *grasps Hisoka's round cheeks in his hands, and spreads them wide, exposing everything* Not even wearing any underthings; how shameless! *carefully inspecting, his own flesh firming* How many men have you given your favors, Kurosaki-san?

Hisoka: *chokes out a little sob, feeling more exposed and on display than he has felt in a long time. His feet settle fractionally further apart to keep balance, even as that position exposes even more.* It's just... earlier, when I was watching you in front of the class, I kept feeling so hot. *Hot indeed... his blush seems to make his whole body glow with heat.* How many? Please, Tsuzuki-sensei... you're embarrassing me!

Tsuzuki: You are a wanton creature, aren't you? *holding Hisoka's buttocks apart, gently but firmly* I think there are many who would court your favors, as pretty as you are... want you to let them put themselves inside your tight little hole, and drive you wild with pleasure...

Hisoka: *his voice a helpless keen, his hips giving an enticing little wriggle.* No, sensei--I'm not at all like that. How could I let just anyone inside... no matter how much I want it? Who would be so kind and firm with me, understanding how much discipline I need. Like you, sensei. You wouldn't just take advantage of me, would you?

Tsuzuki: *traces a fingertip along the cleft, stroking the crinkled skin lightly* Oh, certainly not. But there are many kinds of discipline, Kurosaki-san. I think you will require more than one.

Hisoka: *moans softly as Tsuzuki touches him, even that little teasing stroke feeling intense and intimate.* Tsuzuki-sensei, please. Your touch is making me so hot. I feel like I'm on fire all over! Your discipline will help me, won't it?

Tsuzuki: *withdraws his finger and releases Hisoka's buttocks* Indeed it will, but you must be patient, and take the correction for forgetting your homework.

Hisoka: *moans again as Tsuzuki withdraws his touch, though this time with disappointment. He feels wild with anticipation now, hungry for any contact, any touch.* All right, give it to me. Give me a lesson that I'll remember--

Tsuzuki: *slaps Hisoka's bare backside, hard enough to redden the skin, then smacks it again*

Hisoka: *tries to hold himself still, but he's practically writhing on the desk.* I'm such a naughty student, sensei! Let me tell you a secret... *He looks coyly over his shoulder, his hips cocked slightly* I lied... I didn't forget the homework you assigned. The truth is... I didn't do it at all. What are you going to do about that?

Tsuzuki: *lands several more smacks* I shall have to use more stringent measures then.

Hisoka: *makes a hungry little noises with every smack, his skin beginning to warm under Tsuzuki's hand* Do it, I deserve it! *He's still naughtily wriggling his hips, no doubt because other parts of his body are aching from needing to be touched.*

Tsuzuki: Eyes forward, Kurosaki-san. *smacks the boys ass until it's nicely pink, then steps back to retrieve a foil packet from the nightstand*

Hisoka: Yes, sir. *He whimpers helplessly, gazing out the window behind the desk, all the grass outside seeming almost like a school yard. He listens to the crinkling of the foil packet, wishing he could watch but only able to imagine.*

Tsuzuki: *coats his fingers with the cool, slippery substance inside the packet, then slips his finger into Hisoka's tiny opening* Very good, Kurosaki-san.

Hisoka: *moans as he feels the man's finger slip inside, his actual desire becoming more important than the role of naughty-school-girl-being-ravished.* Mm... feels so good. Please, 'Zuki... touch me!

Tsuzuki: *wiggles his finger inside Hisoka, to tease at his node, then eases another finger inside, stretching him carefully* Soon, Hisoka, soon... *caressing Hisoka's round bottom with his free hand, smoothing it over the skin*

Hisoka: *half-sprawled on the desk by now, his knees going weak as Tsuzuki presses against that magic button inside him* Mm... I love the way you touch me. Naughty little slut that I am. *The caresses calm him, though his hips still move in response, encouraging every touch against his skin, every wiggle of the man's fingers inside him.*

Tsuzuki: *slowly withdraws his fingers as he unzips his pants to release his own steel-hard flesh and slick the lube over it, then press the swollen tip against Hisoka's tight bud* Mmmm, very naughty!

Hisoka: *presses back as the head of his lover's cock rubs against his entrance, not firmly enough to push him inside, but enough for a teasing bit of pressure.* Sensei... teach me a lesson for all my naughtiness... one I won't forget.

Tsuzuki: All right... *surges forward, sliding in deep, burying himself to the hilt in tight heat* Unnnhhh... how about this...

Hisoka: *chokes out a sob, his breath taken away with the suddeness and intensity of Tsuzuki entering him. He tries to speak but can't form any words. Pushing up against the desk, he begins pistoning against Tsuzuki's cock, slowly at first but then with growing speed, needing to feel him deeper and deeper inside.*

Tsuzuki: *murmurs* Oh yes, just like that, show me what you can do, let me have it all... *pressing faster and deeper with each thrust, grasping his lover's hips tightly as he rocks against him, wanting to go as deep as possible, to take the boy so well and so completely that all rational thought will be driven from his mind, setting them both free*

Hisoka: *his whole body feeling focused on that point of contact between him and his lover, angling so that Tsuzuki's cock will drive deeper, making him feel full and complete. One hand still braced against the desk to keep balance amid the force of the thrusts, his other hand slips up under the front of his skirt, squeezing his aching shaft.*

Tsuzuki: *meets his lover's need, pushing his cock in just -so-, taking him hard and deep, all his attention focused on their joining, on giving Hisoka as much as he can take, fingers gripping the boy's hips* Gods, so good, like you were made for me, love you so much...

Hisoka: *his body arching against Tsuzuki, the only sounds he's capable of being wordless cries. For one amazing moment, he feels completely one with his lover... loved and needed in a way that feels eternal. Then he's coming, his body tightening around Tsuzuki's shaft, pulsing out his his climax over the desk's worn wood surface.*

Tsuzuki: *suddenly caught up in the feeling of unity, amazed and delighted, nothing and no one could ever tear them apart, forever, as his own body spasms, spilling his seed into his lover's tight body with a wordless shout*

Hisoka: *feels himself go almost completely limp, braced up against the edge of the desk, as Tsuzuki reslicks him deep inside with those last few strokes.* 'Zuki... *His voice is the faintest murmur, as he reaches back over his shoulder and gently brushes his fingers over the man's cheek.*

Tsuzuki: *relaxes over Hisoka, still inside him, smiling at his lover's gentle caress and reaching to brush his lips across the boy's soft lips in a tender kiss... the soft sound of his name worth all the endearments in the world* I love you, 'Soka.

Hisoka: *returns the gentle kiss, the gesture somehow meaning more after the games they just played.* Mm... come lie down with me. *It's bad enough he can't really collapse over the desk without getting come all over the shirt he's wearing. He lets the man slide out, then pulls him over to the bed. It's not their own, but it'll be comfortable enough.*

Tsuzuki: *grabs some kleenex to wipe off the desk as Hisoka leads him to the bed, then snuggles close to his love, kissing him softly* Always, 'Soka, always...

Hisoka: *snuggles back in return, the closeness of just having had sex feeling strange considering they're both still mostly dressed. He picks a little at the skirt.* So... I guess you liked it?

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* You have to ask? *kisses Hisoka's forehead affectionately* Of course, I'd love to see you model the other outfits too...

Hisoka: *simply can't blush after what they've just done, but he manages to look a shyly embarrassed.* Well... if you want.... *There's that one with that's just a few leather straps, even. My....*

Tsuzuki: *smiles, petting Hisoka's soft hair* I do want. I noticed some leather...

Hisoka: *looking over at the pile of clothing that's at the foot of the bed* Ah... there is. *He risks a reading look at Tsuzuki.* You're interested in that kind of thing?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* If it's on you, yeah.

Hisoka: *looking a little embarrassed, but nuzzles Tsuzuki in return.* What other things are you interested in?

Tsuzuki: *smiles* Oh, I'd like to lick caramel sauce off you... maybe check out some of those toys in that catalogue... I like playing sensei with you. Maybe a switch or wooden paddle would make it more realistic; what do you think?

Hisoka: Caramel sauce? What a mess. *But there's a little gleam of interest in his eyes. He hesitates a moment before asking his next question, though.* What... what kind of toys were you thinking of?

Tsuzuki: *soft* Maybe a pair of breakaway cuffs, and a vibrator, so I can tease you with it...

Hisoka: *thinks about that, his body growing more interested of its own volition.* Oh? Where would you put it to tease me with it? *He rubs his thigh up against Tsuzuki's, his skirt hitching a little higher.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles, stroking his hand along Hisoka's chest to find a tiny nipple* I could tease you with it here.... *removes his fingers to slip his hand under the skirt to stroke the bare flesh of the boy's inner thigh* Or here... *smooth fingers glide along the underside of the boy's penis* How ... about here? *and back again to fondle the sac behind it* Here might be a good place... *slithering behind the sack to caress crinkled skin* But I think here might be the best place of all...

Hisoka :*makes encouraging little noises at each of the teasing touches, his thighs parting when the man reaches between his legs* Mm... feels good just with your fingers. I can't imagine what it would be like with a vibrator. *He nuzzles up against his lover's throat, nibbling encouraging little kisses.*

Tsuzuki: *whispers in Hisoka's ear* Then you'll have to find out, won't you, love? *rubbing lightly at the entrance*

Hisoka: *squirms as Tsuzuki continues to tease, still very sensitive since it hasn't been that long since they made love.* Mm... I'll look forward to you showing me. Have you ordered anything from the catalog yet?

Tsuzuki: *slipping the tip of his finger just inside* Mmm, not yet..., do you have any preferences, or shall I surprise you?

Hisoka: *nips Tsuzuki's throat in response* Maybe we could look through it together, then you could surprise me. *He is awfully curious about things like that... though Ran showed him some of the toys he uses, the boy really has very little experience with such things.*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles, sliding his finger in a little more, feeling the boy's tight heat enclosing him* I like that idea. What are you interested in?

Hisoka: *letting his eyes slip closed, passively enjoying the intimate touch... though really, it makes it rather difficult to concentrate on their conversation.* Well... I don't know? Something just for me. So that when you look at it, you think of all the times we've been together. *Tall order for a little toy, ne?*

Tsuzuki: *smiles* I think we can manage that. What things would you like to do, wanton, naughty student that you are?

Hisoka: *stretches out, feeling the man's finger shift inside him as he does so* I like it when you hold me. Or when you just touch me. When I come see you when you're working at your desk, and you pull me into your lap. *He nuzzles up to Tsuzuki's lips and kisses them lightly* I like it when you ask me to do things, because then I know I'm pleasing you.

Tsuzuki: *returns the sweet kiss* I like it when you come to see me when I'm working... I like watching you when you're intent on something, and have that look of concentration on your face. I love holding you, and you touching me. *kisses Hisoka's lips again, wriggling his finger a bit* I love the way you feel in my arms, and when you ask me to do things. I like pleasing you.

Hisoka: *snuggles against Tsuzuki's body, almost embarrassed at all the nice things his partner says. It's hard for him to imagine that it's all true, even though he can tell Tsuzuki isn't lying.* I'm glad. You do please me... so much.

Tsuzuki: *smiles, pushing his finger deeper, to touch the spot inside that will bring his lover to heaven* I try.

Hisoka: *cries out softly as Tsuzuki touches just -there-, a thrill moving through his whole body.* 'Zuki... you're going to drive me crazy-- *his voice a moan*

Tsuzuki: *feathers his lips across Hisoka's cheeks and chin and lips* Just relax and let it happen, 'Soka. I'm here, I've got you. I'll take care of you. *flickering his tongue across his lover's lips, as he strokes and rubs the small, firm gland with his fingertip.*

Hisoka: *he writhes again, his body feeling like it's on fire from the man's teasing touch.* I... ah... it's hard... *It's hard even with Tsuzuki, because he usually tries to take control and make sure he knows what's happening and when. To just "let it happen" is harder than it sounds.*

Tsuzuki: *slips his other hand under Hisoka's skirt to caress smooth, hot flesh, wrapping his hand around it and slowly pumping in rythm with his finger's movements as he kisses Hisoka again* I know, love, I know. But don't you like what I'm doing, how I'm making you feel?

Hisoka: Mm... yeah. Feels good. *It feels good because he can feel how much Tsuzuki loves him, too, and how much he likes to touch him.* I guess I should just give myself up to you... so that you can do anything you want to me. *A little shiver runs through his body, just from the words.*

Tsuzuki: *slowly stroking and rubbing, voice as warm and soft as silk* I'll never leave you, I'm here to catch you. I love you. I love making you feel like this. *setting you free...*

Hisoka: *moans softly, his hips moving in a matching rhythm with Tsuzuki's strokes, rising with small thrusts to meet the man's hand around his cock.* Mm... love you too. Ah--you're going to make me come-- *As usual, he recovers from his recent climax with the speed of an eternal teenager's body.*

Tsuzuki: *murmurs against Hisoka's lips, moving faster along hot, silky flesh and inside smooth, tight heat* Do it... I want to see you do it, watch you, and know I'm pleasing you so much... you're so beautiful then...

Hisoka: *opens his eyes, now dark with passion, so he can watch Tsuzuki watching him. His lips are parted slightly, gasping softly, the noises he makes like helpless surrender. It only takes a few more strokes before he lets go, crying out, his body arching, his passion spilling out over Tsuzuki's hand.*

Tsuzuki: *drinks in the passion and bliss in his beautiful lover's face as the pearly droplets scatter over his hand, and the tight passage spasms around his finger, feeling every pulse, his amethyst eyes soft and warm* So beautiful, my Hisoka, so lovely...

Hisoka: *gasping, goes limp on the bed, his whole body feeling like it's buzzing with pleasure.* Thank you so much... you're the kindest lover everyone could ask for. *Tiredly, he nuzzles a kiss against the man's shoulder.*

Tsuzuki: *draws Hisoka close in his arms, not caring that he's getting their clothes messy, blushing a bit at the complement* Thank you, for trusting me. *nuzzles the boy's sweat-dampened hair* I love you, and it makes me so happy to know I've pleased you, 'Soka-chan.

Hisoka: *too happy and warm to care that the little outfit he found will be getting sticky--he already resigned himself to having to get it washed. He snuggles close against Tsuzuki, even giving a rare giggle at the new nickname.* "Chan"? Oi, if you would've called me that when we first met, I would've decked you.

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* I know. You tried to deck me for less. That didn't keep me from thinking it, though.

Hisoka: *groans softly, too buzzy to argue.* It was bad enough you kept calling me "boy." *His eyes closed, he just soaks up the man's warmth and closeness, treasuring their time together.*

Tsuzuki: *kisses his lips, holding him close**affectionately* Brat. You don't mind when Watari calls you that. *petting his lover*

Hisoka: *lets himself be kissed and petted, feeling thoroughly relaxed* Watari doesn't look down on me when he calls me "bon." You treated me like a child when you called me "boyo."

Tsuzuki: Well, maybe I did. But you treated me like an idiot. *smiles*

Hisoka: *nuzzles kisses against the man's throat* Maybe you acted like one.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles Hisoka's ear* Well, calling you "boyo" got your attention, didn't it?

Hisoka: *nudges Tsuzuki in the ribs* I'm just glad you learned your lesson and stopped doing it.

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* You proved that you aren't a child, and I have your attention, so no need to keep doing it, ne?

Hisoka: *gives Tsuzuki another nudge in the ribs, this time a little harder* No fair... you have your way with me twice, and then you tease me so cruelly... I'm barely able to defend myself!

Tsuzuki: *pets soothingly, kissing Hisoka's forehead* But you enjoyed it as much as I did...

Hisoka: *still pouts a little, but Tsuzuki's soothing hands distract him.* At least as much. *He opens his eyes, gazing at Tsuzuki for a moment.* Why did you do it that second time, anyway? I could've done something for you too.

Tsuzuki: *kisses his lips* Because I like to watch you come, especially from the pleasure I'm giving you. I love making love to you more than anything, but sometimes I just want to watch you. And you can always do something for me later, love.

Hisoka: *blushes a little* I'm that enjoyable to watch? *says the boy in the short plaid skirt... geez, sometimes it takes him a while to catch on.* Mm, I do want to do something for you later. After a bath. *He doesn't seem very anxious to move from this spot, though.*

Tsuzuki: *snuggles Hisoka close, not wanting to leave just yet either* I think you're very enjoyable to watch, as the pleasure overtakes you... and I'm looking forward to what you'll do for me later. *kisses his lips tenderly*

Hisoka: *his hand sliding down to the front of Tsuzuki's pants, cupping him* Maybe I should start while we're in the bath? You're nice to touch when you're all warm and slippery.

Tsuzuki: *smiles dreamily at that image* I'd love that... *feathering soft kisses along Hisoka's neck*

Hisoka: *closes his eyes sleepily, just letting the man kiss him.* I could suck your toes. Or lick you all over your body... *Imagining it, the way he's feeling, is almost as good as experiencing it.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzling Hisoka's ear* Mmmm, that would feel so good... and then?

Hisoka: *mms softly, thinking* Let's see... I could lean you over the edge of the tub and take you, if you wanted. *His hand slips around Tsuzuki's hip to squeeze his ass firmly.*

Tsuzuki: *stretches, pressing into Hisoka's hand* Oh yes, you could... or?

Hisoka: *hums sleepily* Or...? What would turn you on?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* All of those things...

Tsuzuki: *sleepily* I'd love to feel your tongue licking me, everywhere, every intimate spot... and to feel you in me, driving me wild, as though we're one...

Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against the man's throat* Mm... okay. Will thinking about that for the next couple hours drive you crazy? *faintly teasing*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* Probably... thinking about your mouth on me, teasing and licking, sucking me, you pushing inside me, and taking me thoroughly, making me yours...

Hisoka: *hums sleepily again, rubbing up against Tsuzuki. Already, the man's words are making his cock twitch.* Mm... maybe 15 minutes.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles, rubbing back, and petting Hisoka's hair, just because it feels so good* Yeah... 15 minutes. *snuggles his lover close and warm*

Ran and Hisoka -- The Future, Families, Photographs

2003-06-10T23:17:02Z

Ran: *On getting back home he was immediately stolen away by Cye and disappeared again for a fair amount of time. But now he's emerged again, having been showered and cleaned up in his usual jeans and an unusual -- for him -- short-sleeved white t-shirt. His hair is pulled back in a simple tail down his back, but he looks rather dazed, wandering around the kitchen trying to get some rice made.*

Hisoka: *hasn't been seen much lately himself, having thrown himself into work with an enthusiasm that hasn't been seen in the boy in a while. But he emerges now to make some tea, at least, before heading back. Pausing in the doorway to the kitchen* Ran. Welcome home.

Ran: Nn? *Blinking, he turns to the door, and his eyes light up to see Hisoka. He forgets to turn the boiling rice off before gliding across the kitchen to be closer to him, arms open to embrace him.* Kirei, I missed you.

Hisoka: *is drawn into Ran's arms like it's magnetism, and he hugs the man tightly* I missed you too. The House seemed so empty with you gone. *He peeks over at Ran's cooking project, hearing a rattle from that direction.* Ano... will what you're cooking be all right?

Ran: *holding Hisoka close while he's speaking, stroking the back of his head like a beloved cat and sighing. It takes him a beat to realize that the annoying rattling sound is actually his rice starting to boil over.* Oh! *Pulling Hisoka with him, he goes back over to the stove and removes the lid, turning the heat down, and stirring lunch with a wooden spoon.* Thank you, my mind is just somewhere else, I suppose. Mm. You smell nice.

Hisoka: *feels a little strange cuddled up to Ran while he's stirring the rice, but hey, he's not complaining.* Do I? I'd think I'd smell like old books, as much time as I've had to spend in the library lately. *His fingers pet over Ran's chest, thinking how nice the man looks in just a simple white t-shirt, and how unusual it is for him to be seen wearing just that.*

Ran: That must be it. I love the way old books smell. When I was sixteen I worked shelving books and things at the library in my neighborhood. *lowers the heat and puts the lid back on the rice so it can simmer and fluff. Time to hug Hisoka again, nuzzle into his hair and pet his back.* Mm. You have been working hard.

Hisoka: *snuggles against Ran, just appreciating these few moments of closeness* Really? And here I thought all your connocations with libraries had something to do with wanting to seduce someone there. *His tone shifts from teasing to rather more serious at Ran's comment, though.* There's a lot of work to do. And it's easier to be doing something than doing nothing.

Ran: *voice soft and calm as he fingers through Hisoka's hair* You seem to have that same desire to be active that I have. A life of leisure is not for us, hm? *pauses, then goes on with a bit of hesitation* Cye-chan said... you alread know, about the shop.

Hisoka: *quiet for a moment, and it's a good thing they're standing so close, so he doesn't have to look at Ran directly* Yeah, Irvine-san and I went with him to go look at it. It looks like a great place. Lots of space, and everything's... clean. *He feels a little dumb falling back on the comments Cye made when they were looking at it.*

Ran: *reads the quiet, the uncertain comments, the tone of Hisoka's voice, and finds he can't quite bring himself to look at Hisoka, either.* I want you to be there whenever you can be. I want to come back here and see you whenever I can. Don't think that I would...even for a moment... let you go.

Hisoka: *his voice is cool and distant, reflecting none of the anger he feels deep down right at this moment. He knows if he releases his control of his emotions, everything will just fall apart.* But still, you're leaving me.

Ran: *recoils as if he was hit, his eyes narrowing, chilling, as he looks down at Hisoka* How dare you say that. Leaving you? -Leaving- you? Moving to a location not twenty minutes away by car? Not ten seconds away by that portal in the garden? -Leaving- you?!

Hisoka: *shrugs, taking a step back, away from Ran's touch. The man's emotional recoil is a stinging slap against his senses, but he dodges the point of contention entirely.* Right, it's very close, too, isn't it? I wonder if you even need to bother with a moving van, or if you could just carry things straight there through the portal.

Ran: *sharply* Hisoka! Are you shutting me out already? Because you think I am abandoning you, you will turn away from me before I can leave you. You will hurt me before I can hurt you. Is that your plan? *folding his arms, Ran sets his jaw and fixes Hisoka with a steely look. He knows this game, because he's played it before in Hisoka's shoes.*

Hisoka: *folding his arms tightly over his chest in a pose that mimics Ran's, his chin lifted to gaze at the man stubbornly, unable to resist arguing now that the gauntlet has been thrown down.* And why shouldn't I? I had to listen to all your fears about me leaving you--you had me promise that I wouldn't! Now it all turns out to be a cruel joke, because you're the one who's leaving after all.

Ran: Did I not promise the same thing? That I would not let you go? Have you no faith in me at all? *Arms unfold and his fisted hands clench at his sides, but he would never make even a threatening gesture at the boy.* How can you think I would abandon you? How is it leaving you, when I am so close to fulfilling my dream, so close to leaving those old sins behind?

Hisoka: *can feel the will to argue drain out of him at Ran's words, being replaced with guilt at having said anything at all.* I'm sorry. I know I don't have any right to say these things or try to interfere with your life. *And he can feel how much Ran wants this, how important it is for him to do something that creates life instead of death.*

Ran: *relaxes his shoulders, tilting his face as if to get a better perspective on Hisoka.* Yet you still feel as though I am leaving you? Not this house, but you, as a person, in particular?

Hisoka: *quiet for a long moment, trying to sort out his feelings from the roil of emotions inside him* There must be a reason you've chosen to move out with Cye-san. It just feels strange to me, living here without you. I thought this was your home. I can't imagine what it'd be like without you and Cye-san here.

Ran: *Home? Where is home? Home is a house that doesn't exist, in a life that only begins after this one ends. No other place could ever have as much meaning to him. He shakes his head.* We will continue to be here. This is where you are, and Yutaka, and my brother. This is where we may see Hakkai-san and Gojyo-san, and Irvine-kun and his friends when they visit. We will still take care of it until it passes itself on to someone else.

Hisoka: *gives Ran a skeptical look, wanting to believe what he's saying, but worry still persists. He shakes his head.* I guess it was naive of me to expect that you'd always be here. Everything ends eventually. *Everything that's living dies eventually....*

Ran: What is ending? Tell me. Do you think I will stop loving you? Do you think I will stop wanting you? God... damn it, Hisoka. *turns away abruptly, violently shutting off the heat to the stove and slamming the pan of rice onto an unused burner. He grips the edge of the stove (away from the warm burner) and leans on it, gritting his teeth.* Do you think that I -could-.

Hisoka: *watching Ran, torn between wanting to hold him and not knowing if he should. When he answers, his voice is subdued and strangely earnest.* Do you know how much it means to me that you're right in this House, close enough for me to feel? When you're away, it's like... something's not hitting on the right rhythm. Even if you're only a few minutes away, how could I not feel that separation? But clearly, it's not my place to say these things.

Ran: Hisoka. I love you. *looking down at his hands, his body one long line of tension* I... I love you. I would not abandon you. *Eyes shut, Ran presses his lips into a line, keeping them closed. Is this really him? Is he really doing what Hisoka fears most?*

Hisoka: *shakes his head* It still feels wrong somehow... you needing this extra distance. I can't help wishing there was something I could've done. That way you wouldn't feel like you have to leave. *It's an old fear, blaming himself for doing something--being something--that drives away the ones he loves.*

Ran: I don't...! I don't feel that I -have- to. *looking up, sidelong, at him, half-hiding behind his shoulder* I am not running from anything. I have not been driven out. This has been our dream for years, Cye's and mine. Now we have an opportunity, that is what this is. An opportunity.

Hisoka: *sighs softly, resigned* An opportunity. I must be a terrible person to make you feel so guilty about something you so desperately want. *Then why does it feel like he's giving up on something he needs?*

Ran: Please! Hisoka, stop. I have not said any of those things, I do not think badly of you. *Straightening, he turns to face the boy, but doesn't move toward him yet. Shoulders back and strong, posture straight, he tries to soften his expression.* I would not think that of you. I only want you to feel secure that I will not leave you.

Hisoka: *presses his palm against his forehead, frustration making him nearly tremble* Then tell me, how am I supposed to do that? How can I stop wanting you, knowing every day that goes by is a day closer to you going? You'll go, and then I'll spend all my time wanting to chase after you.

Ran: So then chase after me. Do you think I will not do the same? Stay at the apartment with us, whenever you can leave Tsuzuki-san. There is always room for you. *steps forward, reaches out to touch Hisoka's hand and gather it into his own* You will see me just as much as you do now. I could not stand for it to be any less, myself. *his hand tightens around Hisoka's* Please. Trust me. You know me so well, don't you know that I could not let you feel neglected?

Hisoka: *squeezes Ran's hand in return, drawing up against him and turning to pull the man's arm around him in a much-needed hug.* Do you promise? We'll still spend time together somehow? *It's the unknown that worries him as much as anything, and while he wants to believe that he'll still be able to see the man as much as he wants to, he doesn't know how that will happen.*

Ran: *immediately folding his dear boy into his arms, murmuring* I promise. I would not leave my time with you for anything in the world. I will still long for you. *much softer, close to his ear, secrets for Hisoka alone* For your mind and your body, the way you understand me because we are alike, for your touch and all the things that only you can be. Because you make me feel like a man, and not a mistake. Because I love you so much. I promise.

Hisoka: *hiding his blush against Ran's chest, even as he so desperately needs to hear all of those kind words.* I need you for everything you've shown me I can be. For being so patient and understanding with me when it felt like no one else was. For somehow getting to the exactly right thing to say, in spite of everything. I've learned so much from you, I can't imagine closing off the part of my life that is my relationship with you. I love you so much. *He stands up on his tiptoes to steal a kiss from the man's lips.*

Ran: *leans down to meet him, his hand slightly trembly as he cups Hisoka's cheek to kiss him. He, too, needs to hear those kinds of things that reaffirm love and affection. Their kiss is brief and gentle, warm lips melding together for breathless moments before parting again.* I fought hard against myself to claim you. You are not a prize I would easily relinquish.

Hisoka: *one hand sliding down Ran's back to cup one buttock and pull him close, hips pressing against hips* Yeah, I remember. Those aren't arguments I'd care to relive. *He remembers swearing at their last one he wouldn't try to hold Ran if he really wanted to leave; now, he has more appreciation for how difficult that would really be.* Do you still think I'm your prize?

Ran: *sucks in a light breath, pressing body to body with him. The fingers on Hisoka's cheek slip down, over his white throat, down over his collarbone and dipping under the collar of his shirt, caressing skin here and there.* You are my hard-won treasure, Kirei. But you belong to me at last, and I shall and do treasure you every day.

Hisoka: *swallows slowly, hyper-aware of Ran's fingers on his skin, that gentle touch that reminds him of so many times they've spent together before this.* Promise me we'll see each other every day. That I'll be able to touch you, to hold you like this, at least for a moment or two. I know there are times when one of us is away... I just don't want days to go by, with you there and me here, and we never see each other at all.

Ran: I promise I will not let that happen. *Touching Hisoka always felt to him like some kind of holy rite, caressing someone so innocent, so untouched.* Whenever you feel you need to see me, then come to see me, and you will be welcome. I swear that I will come to see you, hold you, love you as often as I need. *softer* I need you, too, Hisoka. This is hardly a one-sided thing.

Hisoka: *always feels rather embarrassed when Ran points out things like that, because they're terribly obvious but still that was what the boy had been thinking.* I will. I'll come to see you and your new life, to see your dream as you create it. I wish... no. If I weren't shinigami, I'd beg you to let me work in your shop, so I could see you all the time.

Ran: *doesn't quite smile, but there is warmth and amusement in his eyes, which is what passes for a smile with him more often than not* Come and help whenever you like, whenever your work will allow. You too could perhaps use the chance to create life. *This is said much more quietly, gently, as Ran tries his best to be delicate about it.* We will both be learning what living is truly about.

Hisoka: *nodding* Perhaps I will. Maybe it's not my dream the way it is yours, but it might be a nice hobby... creating life. *It still surprises him when he thinks about it, how full his life is these days, how even a few months ago, "home" was a nearly-empty apartment, just a place he went to sleep.*

Ran: *still touching him a bit, fingertips gliding up over his shoulder, and up the back of his neck* Beautiful... I missed you too much this last week to even think of letting you go on without me.

Hisoka: *his eyelids fluttering closed at the touch to the back of his neck, he smiles faintly* Good. I want you to miss me, so you won't ever let me go. *He's beginning to feel all right about the upcoming changes, though, enough to let the happiness he feels at Ran's return peek through.* Did you find the treasure you were searching for?

Ran: Aa. *settles a warm arm around Hisoka's waist, still touching and stroking him here and there* We found records of my family from ages ago, when Simon Belmont first came to this country. There was so much that I had never known before, and Niisan is looking at it all now. *small smile* But I did find a treasure for Cye. Among the documents was a necklace that Simon had given his lover. I brought it home for Cye.

Hisoka: *cocks his head a little* Records? That was what you were looking for? I'm so happy for you that you found them, then. *Somehow, that changes his perspective he had on Ran and this little treasure-hunting quest of his.* No wonder Cye-san has been so happy to have you home, if you've come bringing gifts like that. *his voice faintly teasing*

Ran: *takes a deep breath, finally able to relax himself somewhat. Enough to half release Hisoka and reach to finish preparing the rice he'd been making for his lunch.* It was a happy accident that we found them. We were in search of an old tale of great treasure, and found ourselves near Fujimi, where my ancestors came from. And there we learned of what the legend-keeper called a "kingdom", which was the place where Simon had lived several hundred years ago. *Why yes, he seems very pleased, content in a way that's very rare for him.* Our families are so intertwined now. Fujimiya, Belmont and Mouri.

Hisoka: *finally remembers the rice and is somewhat horrified, however interested he was in the story about the search for treasure.* Oh no... I completely forgot about your lunch. It's probably completely overcooked-- *And all because he had to argue with Ran over something silly.* Should I help you make a new batch?

Ran: *kisses his forehead* I took it off the burner while we were talking. *Talking, not arguing. Ran certainly holds no ill feelings, but it makes him feel all warm inside to see Hisoka so eager to help out. He lifts the lid of the pot, showing him the nicely cooked and steaming rice, with a few flavorful vegetables mixed in.* See? It is all right. Since I can barely cook, I tend to make things that I cannot make mistakes with. Would you like some?

Hisoka: *nods rather shyly* If you have enough. It does look good. *And Hisoka has been doing without meals lately, so even such simple fare sounds appetizing.* While we eat, you can tell me about your adventures. Remember, you promised! I don't know that much about your families, so I'm sure it'll be interesting to hear.

Ran: *has to let Hisoka go to get a couple of bowls and dish up some rice and veggies for both of them. He's made more than enough for two, proving what he said about not being able to cook well. At least it will taste right.* I remember promising. We had a good time, Niisan and I. We rescued a treasure from some evil creatures and returned it to its original family for a reward. And then we went searching for this legend Niisan had heard about, and the legend-keeper was an ojiisan who lived alone, near where the ancient "kingdom" had been.

Hisoka: *sits down to eat with Ran, perhaps listening more than eating--though that's more out of interest for the story, than a dislike of Ran's cooking.* What is this "ancient kingdom"? Is it some kind of territory that your family was connected with?

Ran: *eats pretty slowly himself, since he has to talk so much. It's a lot, for him, to say.* We did not know at the time. The legend-keeper, Watanabe-san, had never seen it. He only knew there was a cave in the mountain which had been sealed by a rockfall, but was rumored to contain old writings. We later learned that this "kingdom" had been the settlement of Simon Belmont and the family he collected around him. His wife and mistresses and... what is a male mistress called?

Hisoka: *frowns a little, thinking* So this kingdom was something like a little village he started with his... extended family? I didn't think there would be much room in Japan to do something like that. *But of course, there is agriculture and farms, so it isn't impossible. Then, to Ran's question* A gigolo? Or maybe just a fuck-buddy. *Hey, is it a coincidence that this "kingdom" is starting to sound like the House itself?*

Ran: *smiles faintly* It seems that my illustrious ancestor had quite the libido. But yes, it was sort of like a commune that they had around this area. It was quite some time ago, in the early seventeen hundreds. This area is still remote, that is, as remote as anything can be in Japan.

Hisoka: *eyes Ran with some amusement, wondering if such a thing could be genetic.* Did you find out why he decided to live out in the wilderness like that? Was it something like a cult, or did he just want to have sex with all his lovers in peace?

Ran: *shakes his head* Alucard is still reading through the documents. They are well-preserved, but fragile, and anything written by Simon personally is in Romanian. *purses his lips, making a bit of a scowling face* I can understand spoken Romanian with Alucard's link, but not the written language.

Hisoka: Hmm... well it does sound terribly interesting. Who knows what you might find in documents that old. Even grocery lists and birth records might hold a lot of information. Do you think you'll find new relatives through these records?

Ran: *blinks twice* I had not considered that, but it is a possibility, isn't it? Surely there must be descendants of that family other than Aya and me. My parents did not know of the heritage, so there could be many others who do not know either.

Hisoka: *giving this more thought* People might not be very happy to know they're descended from a weird guy who lived in a commune, though. I guess it might depend on what Alucard-san finds in the documents, if you decide you want to share it with other people.

Ran: *starting to get a dreamy look in his eye* But if they show promise in the Belmont heritage of battling the night, if Alucard and I could sense that in them, then perhaps... And then Aya and I would not be the lone Belmonts in Japan any more. *The idea of having a family, even one as loosely related as this, clearly resonates with the man. When his "family" is cobbled together by the insistant British matron of an old Japanese clan and a practically immortal dhampir, the definition of what a family is becomes very broad.*

Hisoka: *faintly amused at Ran's dreamly look, though he is sympathetic.* I suppose that's true... though if you find a conservative salaryman with a wife and 2 kids, he might not be interested in "battling the night." Anyone in my family would've completely freaked out if you'd've told them their ancestor was in a group-marriage cult. *Of course, the actual Kurosaki family is cult enough.*

Ran: *comes back a bit and pokes Hisoka's shin under the table with his toes* Group-marriage cult indeed. I will have you know that I am ashamed enough to be related to Simon Belmont for ten people. *But he's smiling faintly, a glint in his eyes.*

Hisoka: *mock-flinches at the little poke, but he's amused too* Oh, are you? Here I thought you were proud of the long legacy of libido that runs in your family. Eight or ten generations go by, and it's still the same. You're still sleeping with everyone in the house. *He nudges back with his sock-toe.*

Ran: *sputters in amazement at Hisoka, gaping for a second or two with nothing coherent to say. It's a good kind of surprise, because when Hisoka makes a joke like that it's always a good thing.* I... I... *harrumphs* I suppose I cannot disagree with you on that point.

Hisoka: *Even more surprised that he was able to shock Ran into virtual speechlessness.* But now you're moving out of the "commune," so perhaps things have changed a bit. *He shakes his head, trying to rid himself of that melancholy feeling.* I should've sent a camera along with you, so you could take pictures of your adventure. I bet there were all kinds of things that would be interesting to see.

Ran: *trying to regain his composure and not doing very well, still looking a little pink around the tips of his ears* Some -quite- interesting things, I assure you, but not the sorts that I would be able to photograph.

Hisoka: *happens to find Ran rather cute with that little pink around the tips of his ears, but he'll try to behave himself.* No? I wonder how monsters would respond to flash photography....

Ran: *equitably* Monsters, I cannot predict. But Alucard in the altogether, alone with me in a sleeping bag, I am certain would react badly to being photographed.

Hisoka: *coughs softly* Oh, I see. *Besides, that would be a different sort of photography entirely. Interesting, certainly, but not so much the kind you'd take on an adventuring vacation.*

Ran: *tilts his head, thoughtful for a moment and finishing up his bowl of rice and vegetables* Shall we make up for the lack by finding a nice room to take some interesting pictures of our own?

Hisoka: *gives Ran a sly look* Sounds like fun. Are you offering to be my model, then? *Not that he couldn't imagine other interesting possibilities, but he has been thinking a lot over the last few days of needing more photographs and such.*

Ran: *a smile toys with the corners of his mouth, giving him a crafty, almost wicked kind of look* I will be your model, if you explore the posibilities of timed-flash photography with me. *It's all very well to have pictures taken of himself, but they're far more interesting if Hisoka is in them with him.*

Hisoka: *gets up, moving around to drape himself over Ran's shoulders.* Timed-flash photography, huh? I don't know that much about it... maybe you could show me.

Ran: *turns back to nuzzle and kiss his cheek, and then reaches back to grab Hisoka's legs. He hefts the lighter boy up, clinging to his back, and stands.* That would be my pleasure, of course. *Pleasure for both of them, Ran is sure, as he carries Hisoka off to find both a camera and a good "set" for them to play with.*

RP Log -- Ran x Hisoka -- Naughtiness

2003-06-04T06:59:41Z

Hisoka: *after spending most of the morning trying to distract himself from worrying, he finally goes looking for Ran. The man is supposed to be leaving on his trip tomorrow, and Hisoka realizes he'll worry too much while he's gone if he doesn't get at least a few minutes to say goodbye before he goes. He tracks him down in Ran's bedroom. Pausing outside the door, he knocks lightly, twice.*

Ran: *knowing that his Cye is peacefully napping elsewhere, and knowing that Alucard is readying the motorcycle for their trip, briefly pauses and wonders who else it could be. He'd only had the door closed because he was cleaning and preparing his weapons. With those safely tucked away he goes to open the bedroom door, and immediatel lets a small smile through.* Kirei. Come in.

Hisoka: *echoes that little smile, sidling close and giving the man a warm hug.* Ran. I just wanted to see you for a little while before you left. *He peeks around, curious to see what sort of packing he has interrupted.* You don't mind me distracting you from your preparations, do you?

Ran: *keeps his arms around Hisoka and draws him into the room, shutting the door behind them. The windows are thrown open and the quiet natural sounds of the House's grounds filter in, but otherwise the room is calm and tranquil.* We must travel light because we are going by motorcycle, so mostly I have been making sure that my sword and whip are clean and mended. Though there is this... *reaches for the sleek, hip-length black leather jacket hanging from the bedpost, soft and smooth and supple* Motorcycles seem to require leather, don't you think?

Hisoka: *one arm around Ran, his body still pressed close, he reaches out with his free hand and runs his fingers over the black leather.* I suppose that's true. It is a sexy look. *The boy always likes leather when Ran is involved, though.* Will you be going far away?

Ran: *ignoring the leather in favor of slipping a hand under Hisoka's hair, and stroking the baby-soft back of the boy's neck. Despite his sometimes hard eyes and the permanent expression of wariness, Hisoka so often felt delicate, expensive, made from the very finest.* Not out of the country, but likely to some of the further locations in Japan. There is little call for our type of adventuring in the cities, of course. And this time, we are in pursuit of treasure rather than action.

Hisoka: *his emerald gaze flickering back to Ran at the delicate touch, Ran's fingers, as always, making him feel important and precious.* Treasure? Will you be bringing something back and showing it off, then? *It surprises him that Ran would be going after something material like that, but then he wonders if it's just the hunt itself that Ran needs, if he gets tired of he domestic nature of the House sometimes.*

Ran: *his voice drops, dwindles away almost to nothingness, a sighing and faraway kind of sound* A treasure worthy of one that Cye-chan could call his "hero." He called me that, not long ago. I don't think it fits yet. So I have to go and do something to make it true, now that he's said it. Find something... search for something... that I can bring to him.

Hisoka: *quiet for a moment. Then,* Is that what a hero does? Hunt for treasure? I wonder that Cye-san doesn't seem that happy about you going, though. Something tells me he'd rather have you here with him than off risking your life. *Hisoka himself would too... it's strangely comforting to be able to feel Ran's presence nearby, even if they don't touch.*

Ran: *comes back to himself a little, and sits down on the bed, encouraging Hisoka to sit with him. On him, even, because his lap is free and Ran obviously wants to guide him there.* Cye-chan never wants me to leave, of course. I would never leave him, but. *pause, his lips parted and his eyes unfocused as he searches for a way to explain it* Alucard needs me as well. He needs this time alone together, away from the House's luxuries. He is more accustomed to travels, battles and quests. He needs to share that with me, and I feel the pull for it as well.

Hisoka: *it takes little encouragement for the boy to settle on Ran's lap, and his fingers move almost automatically to play with free strands of the man's hair.* I see. Alucard-san does seem to have quite a bit of wanderlust in his soul. And I can tell it's important for the both of you to spend time together. *That explanation, of course, is more practical and thus easier for the boy to understand.*

Ran: *still wears the eartails and heavy bangs that he did when his hair was short, even though most of his long crimson locks are gathered up in the thick braid that falls down his back. While Hisoka is toying with his hair, his own hands wander up and down the boy's arms and over his shoulders, thoughtlessly molding and defining the shape of his body.* I need to go and I need to stay. I must be free to roam and fight, and I must never leave the safety of Cye's arms. *still sounding sort of odd and out of it* I know, it makes no sense.

Hisoka: *presses a kiss against the man's temple, taking that brief moment to impress the sensation of the warmth of the man's skin against his lips.* No, it does make sense. Even the little you've told me about your past makes me certain that you need excitement and even a little danger in your life, even with as much as Cye-san gives you. *If the man's hands are particularly thorough, he might discover a familiar necklace tucked beneath the boy's shirt.*

Ran: *blinks twice and his eyes seem to clear, as he caresses over the boy's collarbone and finds the necklace making a little ridge there. He pauses, tugging the collar of Hisoka's shirt down to have a peek at it.* Thank you for understanding, intellectually at least. *Promises in a whisper as he confirms that the jewelry is what he thinks it is.* I will return, soon, unharmed. Don't worry.

Hisoka: *hugs Ran tightly, hiding his face against the man's shoulder and squeezing his eyes shut, like he's trying to shut out the world.* I'll still miss you so much. *Even the promise itself is more a reminder that Ran will be leaving than a comfort.*

Ran: Hisoka... *very, very still for a moment, before he covers the boy's back with his strong arms and cradles him close, rubbing at the back of his neck as though to calm a child.* Please don't be upset, Kirei. You will not be alone, and I will love you still when I come back. *Rocking quietly, nuzzling his cheek against the younger man's temple.* Are you all right? What can I do to help?

Hisoka: *just leans against Ran for a long moment, as if he could somehow absorb this closeness and keep it with him while Ran is away. When he finally lets go, can't help but feel rather embarrassed.* I'm sorry... I shouldn't be making such a scene. I'm fine. I'll be fine while you're away. *He says it with the certainty of wanting it to be so.* Because before too long you'll be back, and you'll be telling all the tales of your adventures, ne? *His fingers brush lightly over Ran's pale cheek.*

Ran: *cants his head slightly and rests his hand over Hisoka's* If there is anything of interest to tell. Those sorts of stories are deathly dull to anyone who was not actually there, I find. We are just rogues, swashbuckling around the countryside. *The near-smile is sort of empty; Ran would kind of like it if someone were interested in his doings beside Cye, but he's sure there won't be.* For no more than a week.

Hisoka: *looking a little shocked, in the way that surely must mean he's feeling less emotionally torn over Ran's trip* You're kidding, right? Tales about "rogues, swashbuckling around the countryside" are boring? *He gives the man's ribs a teasing tickle.* I want to hear your stories, when you're back here, safe and sound. I'm sure if you end up feeling satisfied with your adventures, the stories will be worth your telling.

Ran: Ah! *quickly grabs the boy's hands and holds them tightly prisoner, so he mayn't tickle any more. The sudden reaction and hard squirm give it away: Ran is terribly ticklish and he doesn't want anyone to know. Instead he holds Hisoka's wrists, a bit of amusement tugging at his lips.* I will tell you if you promise no tickling.

Hisoka: *gasps, finding himself suddenly seized. He gives a little squirm, testing Ran's hold on him, before giving him a coy look.* Ah, the swashbuckling adventurer is afraid of a little tickling? What a tremendous secret... I hope no one finds out about that and tries to take advantage on your journey. *Even held as he is, he leans in and brushes a tender kiss against the man's lips.*

Ran: *keeps HIsoka's hands captive, closing his eyes to press a return kiss.* No one would dare. No one gets to tickle me but Cye. It causes a most unsightly reaction. *You'd almost think Ran peed his pants or something when being tickled. Surely he can't be afraid of just -laughing-.*

Hisoka: *pauses in the follow up kissing by opening his eyes a fraction and giving the man a pouting look.* An "unsightly reaction"? I can't imagine anything you do to be "unsightly." *He makes another token struggle, making tickling motions toward the man's midriff. His voice is teasing more than threatening.* I might dare, if you're not careful.

Ran: *lifts his fine brows at that* You may have super-human abilities, but I think I can still pin you quite effectively. So take care. *Deciding that's enough warning, he lets the boy's wrists go and slides his arms back around Hisoka's waist, tugging him close. It feels too good to have his slim body against Ran's chest, his warm arms around Ran's back, to keep him restrained for too long.*

Hisoka: *snuggles close again, wrapping his arms against Ran's body.* You might want to reconsider that threat, because I don't know if it's much of a deterrent. *He kisses the man again, this time more deeply, his tongue sliding between Ran's soft lips. His fingers roam over Ran's back, pulling up his shirt so he can explore his soft, warm skin.*

Ran: *always, always melts when Hisoka starts in. He's always a slave to this boy's wandering fingers and supple little mouth, his wants and demands. Try as he might to pretend that he's in charge, truly, Ran is only bending to the desires that Hisoka initiates in him. Small warm tongue in his mouth, slim fingers on his skin, and Ran cups the back of Hisoka's head to bend him back, leaning over him to kiss and lick and plunder his mouth thoroughly.*

Hisoka: *makes a helpless little noise as Ran begins to bend him back, but as usual he can't do anything but give in to any position Ran wants him to be in. He responds to the kisses hungrily, not quite willing to give up all initiative and control, as much as he enjoys Ran's gentle agressiveness.*

Ran: *Mm, so his pet wanted to fight back, did he? Ran is quite willing to give him the opportunity. Keeping his hand tight on the back of Hisoka's neck, he draws the boy with him as he bends back instead of forward, tumbling onto the bed with Hisoka splayed out on top of him. Kissing, hungry and thirsty, feasting on the luscious warm lips cleaved against his own.*

Hisoka: *suddenly finds himself atop Ran, but he doesn't mind at all. His hands push up under Ran's shirt, exploring his warm skin greedily. His voice a teasing murmur* Better watch out... you already know I'm likely to take advantage of you. *His mouth slides down and kisses Ran's throat, gentle nips moving over the man's pale skin, tasting with the tip of his tongue.*

Ran: *nuzzling against Hisoka's skin for as long as it's near, while his hands are wandering to undo buttons, untuck shirts, unzip zippers to get the boy's clothing as loose as possible. Naked would be better, but oh, half-clothed has an attractive delight all its own!* Just see if you can, lovely. *he purrs, a deep growl in his chest and throat* You will know if you've gone too far.

Hisoka: *finds himself half-divested of clothing, jeans open and half-slid down his hips, his button-down shirt undone, the cross around his neck hanging and swaying as he leans over Ran.* You're giving me permission, then? *His fingers seek out that ticklish spot he found earlier, his other arm pinning the man's shoulder, now that he has Ran where he wants him.*

Ran: *distracted by the sight of Hisoka, his breath quickening, his heartbeat racing. Such a beautiful boy, so naughtily rumpled for him.* I never said that. *snatches up Hisoka's wrist again before he can set to tickling, and meets his eyes* I told you, no. If you cannot listen I may have to punish you. *His voice is low and smooth, just a little amused, despite the harsh words.*

Hisoka: *his voice a low, throaty purr* I warned you, didn't I? You know I'm a very naughty boy. *His lips pout temptingly, his emerald eyes shining with the challenge behind his words. He struggles a little more, his shirt falling open further, sliding down one shoulder fractionally.*

Ran: *breathes* God... *lets go of his hand, trusting that Hisoka -won't- attack him, because he has to touch this gorgeous body now. Over the curve of his shoulder, down his upper arm, back up again to smooth down his chest and palm one small nipple curiously. Beneath Hisoka's weight, Ran's jeans have become distinctly tight, containing the erection that wants so badly to burst free.*

Hisoka: *gasps softly as Ran teases over his nipple, the simple touch of the man's fingers making his skin come alive with fire.* You're awfully trusting, considering I've already told you how naughty I am. *His fingers trail down over Ran's ribs and abdomen, down the fastenings of his jeans. Slowly, he pops the button open and lowers the zipper, relieving the tightness there.*

Ran: *sighs in definite relief, rolling his hips to loosen his erection from the confines of his jeans, letting it push and peek out until his stiff flesh is rubbing Hisoka's hand. He captures Hisoka's chin in his hand, drawing the boy's lips down close to his to whisper.* Naughty boys don't get fucked on their hands and knees. Naughty boys get a spanking and have to use their mouths. *So it's up to him, really, if he's going to be naughty or nice, depending on what he wants.*

Hisoka: *gazes at Ran for a long moment, measuringly, and it's almost possible to see him imagine the two scenes.* Is that so? We'll have to see about that. *The tip of his tongue flickers out and teases Ran's lips before he withdraws, his head tilting so that his chin escapes Ran's hand. Wriggling lower, he begins sliding Ran's jeans lower down his hips, fully exposing the man's hot, gorgeous cock. His green eyes still on Ran's, he runs his tongue over the length of that throbbing shaft, just enough to tease.*

Ran: *chokes on a tiny groan, closing his eyes just for a few moments. But not too long. He props his head up on a couple of pillows so he can look down and watch the gentle tongue-bath Hisoka is giving him. Relaxing, Ran brushes his hand through the soft spun-silk hair, petting his young lover like a kitten.* Mmmm. That is very, very nice, Kirei. Your tongue is so warm...

Hisoka: *pauses long enough to strip off Ran's jeans entirely, before he returns to rubbing his head up against the man's hand, very like a kitten in need of affection His tongue flickers over the smooth head of Ran's cock, still teasing.* Is it nice enough that you'll think of me while you're away? Remembering the things I did for you?

Ran: *graces him with a slight smile, stroking back his hair, caressing his cheeks and his neck, showering him with all the affection he could want.* I could not let this sight fade from my mind. You, so precious and lovely, licking, kissing me like you do. *whispers fondly* Your lips are so sweet... it makes me even harder just to watch you.

Hisoka: *slides back up Ran's body, kissing the man on the lips sweetly, grateful for this moment of closeness, especially since they seem to have been all too rare in recent days.* Surely not so sweet you've forgotten what a naughty boy I can be? *He draws his fingernails up Ran's body, crossing that ticklish spot ever so lightly.*

Ran: *hisses sharply, tensing his body against his natural reaction. Strong arms grab around Hisoka's waist, pulling him roughly against Ran's chest.* I think you -want- to be a naughty boy. I think you want to be punished. *swiftly grasps one round cheek beneath the opened, loose pants, squeezing him hard* Is that what you want?

Hisoka: *gasps, his already-firm arousal jumping in reaction to Ran's words, his tone, Ran grabbing him so roughly. He answers breathlessly, the words coming haltingly but no less sincerely.* I think you'd better punish me, or I'll keep testing your patience. Naughty boys really just need someone to take a firm hand with them... ne? *He runs the tip of his tongue up Ran's throat to his chin.*

Ran: *doesn't respond verbally, but he looks into Hisoka's eyes, lingering a long moment of darkened promise. Sitting up, he yanks Hisoka's hips and turns the boy over his lap, giving him a little push so that his chest and face go tumbling against the bed. That leaves the naughty little boy spread across his lap, and Ran yanks his pants down just enough to both tangle his legs and bare his cute bottom for a good fondling.*

Hisoka: *makes a little noise of protest, finding himself sprawled so awkwardly over Ran's lap, his bare rear high and presented. His cheeks flush, and it surprises him how embarrassed he feels over it, as well as how much it turns him on.* Uhn... Ran... *He shifts his hips a little, trying to find a spot where he can rub his hard cock against the man's thigh to get pressure and friction in the right places.*

Ran: *quietly and calmly* If you come before I give you permission, I will tie you down and use the paddle on you. The paddle is worse because you are not allowed to feel my hand. So, restrain yourself. *Ran would much rather use the flat of his palm and feel soft skin as he's doing now, rubbing and stroking all over the tight rounds of Hisoka's bottom. The first swats are light and short, stinging a little bit but not too much.* Do you like it?

Hisoka: *grows still as Ran speaks, appropriately warned.* I understand. Your permission. *Feeling Ran's hand moving over his skin seems to awaken a new sensitivity, so that the first few swats send a thrill through his whole body.* Mm... I want more. Please. I need to be able to remember this tomorrow and the next day and every day that you're gone. *Behind pushing these limits is a need to be filled up, to be given a kind of intensity that will linger for a long time.*

Ran: *soft* All right. Hold on tight. *pulls his hand back and the slaps come harder, stinging soft new flesh, -whack- -whack- -whack- that must hurt his palm as much as Hisoka's rear. Sword training gives him strong arms and shoulders and he gives it his all, slapping Hisoka's ass until it's red and raw. And all of it is giving him such a terrible hard-on, pushing hot and throbbing against Hisoka's side.*

Hisoka: *makes little grunts each time his ass is smacked, the sounds like a contrasting echo to the sound of Ran's hand against his flesh. His fingers close on the covers spread over the bed, holding on tightly. His whole body seems to flush with arousal, with the feeling and awareness of what Ran is doing to him, but nothing more than the spanked-red of his ass.* Ran... Ran, please. I need you to fuck me!

Ran: *grits his teeth, keeping his control even when his cock pulses and pushes needfully out of its sheath.* More. Beg. Tell me what you need, where you need me, how you need me. Tell me -everything-, beg nicely, and you may get what you want. *Now he's alternating between slaps and soft, caressing rubs over reddened skin.*

Hisoka: *his whole body responding to Ran's touches, arching up off the bed with the caresses, a shock running through him at the smacks* Please... Fujimiya-sensei. I need you inside me. My whole body feels like it's on fire. You're driving me crazy... right now... I need it! *He's barely aware of whether this is nice begging or not, he's so wound up, imagining -something- deep inside him.*

Ran: *casually fingers the cleft of his ass, running his fingertips up and down the crease and massaging against his tight hole* Right here? Is this where you want me? Fucking you slow and deep with the entire length of my cock, taking your beautiful, tight ass over and over again... *reaches to the headboard for the copiously-available lube and drips a bit down the cleft, working it in with steady pushes*

Hisoka: *gives a helpless little moan, the cold, wet fluid quite a shock dripping against his reddened skin.* Yes, yes! Right there, as deep as you can. I need you to take me and fuck me so completely I can't remember my name. Please... make me yours. *He cants his hips upward, pushing against Ran's finger, as a shiver of anticipation runs through his whole body.*

Ran: *pushes one finger in deep, and quickly follows it with two, pushing Hisoka as hard as he can, as quickly as he can, without harming him.* Sit up. On my lap, facing away. I want to watch your body and your pretty little cock while I have you. *Short, intimate words spoken with a tender cast, no doubt at all about the care in his voice.*

Hisoka: *makes helpless little noises as Ran pushes his fingers inside him, his body tight in the way it always is. He moves when he's instructed to, stripping off what's left of his clothing, until the only thing he's wearing is the cross Ran gave him. He's surprised at how much his flesh still stings, particularly when he settles gingerly on Ran's lap, his back to the man's front.* Kiss me. *He leans to the side enough so that he can kiss Ran tenderly over his shoulder, needing that small gesture of affection in spite of all their other games.*

Ran: *has pulled his shirt off while Hisoka was moving, and guides the boy's hips when he straddles Ran's lap. Careful not to let burning flesh sting by touching too roughly. He leans forward, meeting Hisoka's lips in a gentle caress, and leading him back a bit further. The tip of his penis nudges up anxiously against his cleft, prodding with need even as he's trying to go slow, be careful. Hisoka is so beautiful... so perfect... so precious.*

Hisoka: *relies on blind trust in Ran to guide him back, slowly impaling himself on that lovely cock, his body opening up and receiving every inch. The boy moans with the delcious sensation of being filled so completely, especially after having ached for it for so long.* Ran... it's... my... so good.... *He doesn't even care if he's incoherant, because the less he thinks, the more he simply -wants-.*

Ran: *pulls him down, hands on his hips, steadying his movements. He wants to be in complete control of his lover's pleasure, of each steady thrust into him.* Lean against me. *breathless whispers in his ear* Let me see your body being fucked.

Hisoka: *slowly leans back, his weight shifting so that Ran's length is buried in him completely. He spreads his knees apart and draws his feet up onto the bed, holding onto his ankles. His erect cock rests against his abdomen, a few drops of fluid leaking from the tip.* Is this enough, Fujimiya-sensei? *He surrenders complete control to the man, eager to please him in any way that he can.*

Ran: Perfect. Perfect. *whispering breathlessly to him, caressing his body slowly, lovingly* So beautiful, mmh... *rasping* So fucking hot, smooth, such a sweet little boy... you're such a perfect slut for me, aren't you? Letting me spank your ass and then fuck it. *Feeling up his thighs, his tender balls, his moist slim cock*

Hisoka: Nn, yes, I love it. I love being your little slut. Ah-- *Ran's hands fondling him, along with everything else the man has done to him, is just about enough to make him come. But he promised he wouldn't without permission, so he'll do his best to hold out.* You feel so good inside me... fucking me. I feel like I could come right now-- *He wriggles a little on Ran's lap, feeling the cock deep inside him and wanting it to move.*

Ran: That's a good boy. That's a good, sweet slut, I'll be good to you... *puts one hand on Hisoka's hip, cupping the other over his lover's genitals. Slowly, steadily, he starts to thrust, sliding deeper into him over and over again.* Like that? Like how my cock feels, sweet one?

Hisoka: *feels like he could just melt over Ran's heat, the sting his ass still feels bringing the steady thrusting to new awareness. As much as he can, he lifts his hips up, timed with Ran's thrusts, so that the man's shaft pushes deeper. His cock is throbbing now, aching for stimulation from that hand against it.* Yeah, it feels so good. I can feel every inch of you inside me. Please, sensei... may I come? *He's almost embarrassed asking, as desperate as he is.*

Ran: *warm gasping breath against Hisoka's ear and neck, cheek pressed into damp hair. From here he can admire every part of the boy's straining, aching body, his beautiful glowing skin. His eyes track the movement as he folds his hand around Hisoka's member, perfectly fitting around the smaller boy's length.* Come for me. Show me. Come for my cock and scream for me... *Ran's deep command melts into a harsh moan, his own cock throbbing with the desire to release. Harder, deeper, pounding up inside him and nearly lifting them both off the bed.*

Hisoka: *The directive is barely given before the boy complies, the climax flooding all of his senses like a dam breaking. His body arches against Ran's, a hoarse cry erupting from his throat . HIs seed spills over his lover's hand, and even as he feels the slickness against his skin, he knows Ran is watching him, and that makes it so much better.*

Ran: *watching, no, he's devouring the sight, obsessed with the feeling, the splash of sparkling hot come, the helpless arch of Hisoka's body. He can't speak. He can't breathe. All he can do is yank the boy's hips down onto his lap, shoving himself balls-deep into that glorious tightness, and shuddering quietly as he spills himself inside again and again.* Hisoka...

Hisoka: *moans, his eyes closing, as he feels Ran's climax, the intensity almost too much so quickly on the heels of his own. He adores the feeling of the man reslicking his tight channel, though, and just now he wants nothing more than for the man to stay this deep inside him forever.* Ran, Ran... thank you. *He tilts his head back and nuzzles kisses against any part of the man he can reach--his cheek, his ear, his neck.*

Ran: *still panting for breath, twitching inside him. Oh, yes, he could stay this way for a nice long time. The tip of his tongue leaves cool damp trails down the shell of Hisoka's ear, his lips wander down the boy's jaw toward his mouth.* Love you. Love you, beautiful boy. Part of you will always, always be mine.

Hisoka: *murmuring against Ran's lips* Love you too. Always, always. *It's a feeling of deep want that always flickers inside him, that he feels almost always... except moments like these, when he's filled up, emotionally and physically, and he can feel that Ran wants him too. His mouth finds Ran's in a hungry kiss.*

Ran: *wraps his arms around Hisoka, smearing warm come on their skin, holding him tight while they kiss. Anything he wants, is his. Anything he asks, Ran would give. His devotion is strong and singular, shining sharply inside him. Singleminded devotion is the one strongest emotion in him, always at the forefront of what Hisoka could feel.*

Hisoka: *wants very little right now besides being held and feeling Ran's devotion pressed up against him. He needs to be reminded of Ran's feelings, especially when there are so many others who have claims on him. When the kiss ends, he droops in the man's embrace, feeling all warm and buzzy and drained, no doubt broadcasting his contentment and happiness.* Oi. Promise me we'll do this again when you get back, ne?

Ran: Whenever you want. *cradling a warm and limp Hisoka to him, petting bare skin, nuzzling his cheek. They're so close, breathing the same breath, and it was all so beautiful.* Pure... *The whisper slips out without him really knowing it, encapsulating how he feels about the boy.*

Hisoka: *gives a sleepy, puzzled blink at the man. "Pure"? Hisoka? But Ran knows the boy's past, so surely it's more than just a sweet-sounding compliment.* Whenever? Always, always... *He nuzzles another kiss into the man's hair, inhaling his warm scent, familiar and intimate.*

Ran: *breathes deep of Hisoka's scent as well, holding him for long moments before whispering* I want to stay inside you, but I want to sleep with you awhile as well.

Hisoka: *gives a pouty little sniffle, even though he knows Ran is right. He shifts a little, letting the man slide out of him, his rear end still a little sore, inside and out.* Mm... ok. We'll need a shower too at some point. *Maybe not right at this moment, though, because the only thing he wants right now is to be held by this man whom he loves.*

Ran: *sinks back into the pillows and turns him over, so his poor abused bottom is free to the cooling air. Then he gathers Hisoka close to himself, resting his head on Ran's shoulder.* Yes. Together. Later. For now... *For now, he silently agrees. Just holding Hisoka is the most wonderful thing he could think of.*

Hisoka: *snuggles against Ran, his eyes closing, the cool air against his skin feeling heavenly. Of course, his immortal body is already healing up, but for now the sting is still there, a memory of what they just did.* Mm... together.

RP Log -- Hisoka x Tsuzuki -- Tea, etc.

2003-05-28T09:12:58Z

Hisoka: *has been at work in the library for hours on his laptop, tapping away at correspondence and other boring things for work. Finally finished with most of it, he leans back in his chair and rubs his eyes, trying to make them focus on normal things once again.

Tsuzuki: *comes back into the library, with a tray with a pot of tea, two cups, and a plate of raspberry tarts on it*

Hisoka: *looks up at Tsuzuki enters, giving him a warm look.* Ah, I wondered what was taking you so long to come back. *He begins shutting down the work programs on his laptop and gathering up the papers that he has scattered around the table.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles* I think we both need a break. *sets the tray down on a bare place on the table* Anything new from the Chief?

Hisoka: *actually finds himself looking forward to this little break, snack and all, which surprises him.* More of the same. He's as anxious as Tatsumi-san is to find out what's going on with the gates. *Privately, though, he's happy to take some of the heat for Watari, rather than putting more pressure on the scientist.*

Tsuzuki: *nods* I know, I've gotten some rather... demanding e-mails from both of them.

Hisoka: *sighs a little then shrugs* If they keep hearing the same things from all of us, then maybe they'll start to believe it.

Tsuzuki: You want to bet on that? Watari's really taking some heat, I think.

Hisoka: *reaches for the tea, needing something to do with his hands. He pours out two cups, offering the first to Tsuzuki.* Watari will manage.

Tsuzuki: *accepts the cup and takes a sip* This gate thing is really bothering him.

Hisoka: *sets out the tarts as well, though for the moment he is mostly interested in his tea* I get the feeling he has reason to be bothered. It's a serious issue. He just has to remember that he's not in this alone.

Tsuzuki: *nods* I've been doing my best to remind him of that.

Hisoka: I have too. *He pauses and takes a sip of tea, only then glancing over at him and nudging the man's foot under the table with his own.* We should probably remember not to worry so much as well.

Tsuzuki: Huh?

Hisoka: *just closes his eyes and sighs*

Tsuzuki: I'm doing my best. What is it?

Hisoka: It's nothing. Just drink your tea. *He hides his expression behind his tea cup.*

Tsuzuki: *sets his cup down with a sigh and bites into a raspberry tart, looking towards the window for a moment*

Hisoka: *quiet too, as he picks at the edge of his tart, eating the crumbs but not much else.*

Tsuzuki: *looks at Hisoka**quietly* Is it really nothing?

Hisoka: *his green eyes flickering upward, matching Tsuzuki's purple ones* I'd tell you if it was something important, wouldn't I? *Well, that's debatable... but probably he would.*

Tsuzuki: Tell me even if it isn't something important?

Hisoka: *thinks about that a moment and then finally nods* All right. *Maybe it is really "nothing," though, because the boy isn't forthcoming with anything new.* Have you finished with your paperwork for the day?

Tsuzuki: *nods...* Most of it.

Hisoka: Maybe we should spend the afternoon relaxing, then. I hate just sitting around and waiting until Watari has something we can help with.

Tsuzuki: *smiles* It's a warm day. We could go fishing.

Hisoka: *arches a brow* Do you even know anything about fishing?

Tsuzuki: No, but I can learn. *pops another tart into his mouth*

Hisoka: *still looks skeptical* You mean we're going to head out there with a book on fishing or something?

Tsuzuki: I thought we'd just get some poles and some bait and try it.

Hisoka: We might as well just go out and sit at the edge of the lake. That way we wouldn't have to fool around with all the equipment we wouldn't be able to figure out how to use.

Tsuzuki: *pouts a little, but then smiles* OK. There's a nice clearing on the other side... we could walk over there.

Hisoka: *looking rather stubborn* You just want to get me outside, don't you?

Tsuzuki: *smiles* It's a lovely day outside.

Hisoka: It's a lovely day inside, too, isn't it?

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* But I'd rather go outside. And you need to see daylight sometimes too. Come on, it's lovely out there!

Hisoka: *shrugs, finishing off his tea* All right. Just let me get my hat first. *Yeah, it'll keep Tsuzuki from tousling his hair too much too.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles* Why do you need a hat? I like the way your hair gleams in the sun.

Hisoka: *gives Tsuzuki a Look, torn between indulging the man and following his habit.* Because... it keeps the sun out of my eyes. *The hat is in their bedroom, anyway, and he'll make a point of snagging it on their way outside.*

Tsuzuki: *sweet, pleading look* Please?

Hisoka: *has a hard time resisting, and eventually decides that it's easier just to agree.* All right, I guess. But I won't be very cute while I'm all squinty.

Tsuzuki: We can walk most of the way in the shade?

Hisoka: Okay, if you really want to. Let's go. *He sounds less than enthusiastic, but beneath that, he really does enjoy spending time with his partner.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles warmly, and hugs Hisoka, loving him so much in that moment that he feels he could burst with it*

Hisoka: *surprised at first, but eventually melts into the warmth of the hug and Tsuzuki's emotions* Baka. What was that for? I didn't realize you had such strong feelings about me not wearing hats.

Tsuzuki: No, I just have strong feelings about you. That you're willing to do this just because I asked you to means a lot to me. And I still want to see the sun shining on your hair *threads careful fingers through it, not messing it up... much*

Hisoka: *inexplicably blushes, resting his head against Tsuzuki's chest so the man can continue to play with his hair.* Well, I guess we'd better get going, or it'll be dark before we get outside. *Still, he's not so enthusiastic he wants to leave Tsuzuki's embrace on his own.*

Tsuzuki: *holds Hisoka close, stroking his hair as he so loves to, not especially wanting to leave their embrace either* You know, we could just go into our room and open the windows...

Hisoka: *gives a little nod* There's a soft bed in there too... *He ponders suggesting the balcony, but of course, that has no soft bed.*

Tsuzuki: *kisses the top of Hisoka's ear* Mmmhmm... I love the way you think.

Hisoka: *shivering slightly at that kiss, his tone of voice faintly teasing* Then what are we still doing standing here?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles and whispers* Foreplay?

Hisoka: *nips at Tsuzuki's throat gently* Just thinking that if we stay here much longer, settling for "opening the windows in our bedroom while we snuggle in bed" will become "looking out the library windows while we screw like mad on the table."

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* Then let's get to our bedroom.

Hisoka: *tugs Tsuzuki into following him, happily bringing him back to their bedroom. He'll even open up a few of the windows, just because he promised.*

Tsuzuki: *immediately opens one of them to let in the breeze to ruffle his hair*

Hisoka: *pulls Tsuzuki into bed, then, wanting him to snuggle close. It's a byproduct of all this worry--when he's not completely shutting down to admitting such things, he needs this kind of closeness.*

Tsuzuki: *wraps his arms around Hisoka and draws him close, kissing his cheek*

Hisoka: *his fingers playing over Tsuzuki's chest* You're right... the fresh air does smell pretty good. *Though he prefers experiencing it in their bed, rather than out by the lake.*

Tsuzuki: *pets Hisoka's hair* It's good for you.

Hisoka: *his eyes close as he relaxes into the lovely petting, but the comment makes him smirk a little* Having something other than cake for dinner is good for you too. Should I remind you of that?

Tsuzuki: *nips Hisoka's ear* I can think of something I'd like to taste...

Hisoka: *gives an encouraging purr, nuzzling kisses against the man's neck* Oh, can you? I can't imagine what that'd be.

Tsuzuki: *kisses just behind Hisoka's ear* Take your pants off and lie on your back and I'll show you...

Hisoka: *gasps softly as Tsuzuki kisses him at that sensitive spot* Ah... all right. *He doesn't need much convincing, stripping off his clothes and then stretching out on his back. He's already half-hard, just from the little snuggling they've done.*

Tsuzuki: *slithers down to kiss Hisoka's hip, the fabric of his shirt rubbing against Hisoka's thighs as he spread them to lie between them*

Hisoka: *his thighs part almost of their own volition, his body responding to Tsuzuki in a natural, comfortable way.* Mm.. you look so good there. *He gazes down at the man, his fingers reaching to caress that lovely, dark hair.*

Tsuzuki: *feathers light kisses along Hisoka's smooth inner thigh* Mmm, do I now?

Hisoka: *bites his lower lip as he watches his lover's progress, his whole body trembling with the anticipation.* You're a terrible tease, you know that?

Tsuzuki: *chuckles and traces the vein on the underside of Hisoka's cock with one long, slow lick, swiping his tongue over the head, then licking back down to the base to lap lightly at the boy's tightening balls*

Hisoka: *a low keen forms in the boy's throat, the delicious attentions leaving him helpless. His fingers grasp gently, encouragingly, into Tsuzuki's hair, the touch occassionally falling away with his distraction.*

Tsuzuki: *slowly licks every bit of Hisoka's pretty erection, saving the best for last, finally taking the rosy head into his mouth, and slowly drawing the cock into his throat in one long suck*

Hisoka: *his whole body arching at the teasing, his hips rising almost of their own volition to push into his lover's throat, when he is finally given that much. Through slitted eyes, he watches Tsuzuki's progress, admiring how lovely he looks, how intense he -feels-, when he's consumed at this.*

Tsuzuki: *concentrates on giving as much pleasure as possible to his beautiful lover, gently holding the boy's hips and bobbing his head to swallow that sweet length repeatedly*

Hisoka: *lets himself get lost in the sensation, until nothing exists but the two of them. He reaches out with the pleasure he feels, sharing with Tsuzuki as everything builds. At last, he's not able to hold it back any longer, and, choking back a hoarse cry, is overtaken by his orgasm's waves.*

Tsuzuki: *greedily swallows Hisoka's seed, as the longing in his own body suddenly explodes in waves of pleasure when he feels Hisoka's joy, his cry muffled by the cock in his mouth*

Hisoka: *his skin still flushed, he tugs Tsuzuki close, needing to feel the man in his arms right now.* 'Zuki... thank you. *He snuggles into his lover's arms, looking almost childlike as he closes his eyes and basks in the glowing pleasure still resonating between them.*

Tsuzuki: *happily snuggles with Hisoka... until he notices the stickiness in his pants. Eewww* Hey, let me get these off. *and begins unfastening his jeans, to kick them off along with his underwear, and since everything else is off, his shirt as well, the breeze from the window cooling the sweat on his skin*

Hisoka: *opens his eyes to little slivers as he watches Tsuzuki strip, snuggling up next to him afterwards.* I would've helped you with that, you know... *Mischieviously, his fingers sneak down to fondle his lover's cock, playing with it lazily, maybe not even intending to arouse him again.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* I was just overwhelmed. Giving you so much pleasure, and knowing I'm giving it to you tends to do that to me. *smiles, sighing with pleasure as Hisoka's gentle stroking begins to arouse him again*

Hisoka: *nips at Tsuzuki's ear, interspacing licks with more stinging teasing.* At least you have a quick recovery time. Maybe I'll have to get another one out of you. *a wicked purr in his voice, the way he sounds when he's delighting in being in control.*

Tsuzuki: *laughs, low and sultry* Oh? *certain parts of him are definitely in favor of that, and beginning to demonstrate it quite firmly* Please do. *slipping his hands along Hisoka's back, up under his shirt*

Hisoka: *wriggles out of his shirt, his last article of clothing, since it just seems to be getting in the way now. The movements of his fingers remain teasing, though, despite Tsuzuki's words... he runs a fingertip up and down the hardening length, as if considering the reactions he is able to provoke.* The question is, of course, how should I do it?

Tsuzuki: *gasps at that light touch* How would you like to do it? *sultry, sidelong glance*

Hisoka: *nuzzles into Tsuzuki's hair, whispering, his warm breath tickling at the man's ear* I want to be inside you. I want to feel you tighten around me, every emotion you feel when you give yourself to me.

Tsuzuki: *melts at Hisoka's soft words, whispering lovingly* I want that too... I want to feel you inside me, filling me, making me yours. *kisses his lover's neck, licking it lightly just because he wants to taste the skin*

Hisoka: *practically purrs at his lover's whisper, and the feeling of the man's tongue on his skin.* You're already mine. Every inch of you. *He kisses down Tsuzuki's throat, tasting the skin as he goes. With blind confidence, he reaches towards the nightstand and gets the lube, popping it open and slicking his fingers.* Tell me how you want it. I want to make you happy. *The boy tries not to think of that one failed encounter between them, long ago, it seems.*

Tsuzuki: *stretches and spreads his legs, offering himself* Slow and thorough, as though time itself has stopped and there's nothing in the world but you and I and this room...

Hisoka: *just hums in answer, settling between Tsuzuki's legs and nuzzling his cock. His slick finger slide down to the man's hidden entrance, circling slowly.* Who else has had you this way? Watari? *Guessing. Slowly, one finger slides inside that tight heat, waiting until his body relaxes before pushing it in to the last knuckle, then slowly adding a second.*

Tsuzuki: *gasps as he feels Hisoka's fingers penetrate him, shivering in pleasure* Mmmmm.... I'll tell you my secrets if you tell me yours... *warm and loving*

Hisoka: *his tongue flicking out and teasing at the head of the man's cock, his fingers gently stretching the man inside.* Do I have secrets? *Of course he does. And he doesn't give them up easily.* I asked you first, though.

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* No fair. How about a question for a question, then? *arching his hips a bit as Hisoka's fingers move inside him, and his hot, wet tongue teases that oh-so-sensitive flesh* Nnnngghhh....

Hisoka: *removes his fingers, taking a moment to slick his own cock, his hand moving up and down its straight length.* Fine, a question for a question. But I still asked you first.

Tsuzuki: *smiles then, sidelong* Watari... and.... Zell.... and now you.

Hisoka: *takes Tsuzuki's knees and pushes them up towards his shoulders, exposing all of his hidden parts.* Of course... Zell-san. I was there. *He says it to himself as much as to Tsuzuki, since his memory of that night is still a little uncertain.* Does that really count as a secret, though? *The head of his cock nudges at his lover's entrance.*

Tsuzuki: *reaching to stroke Hisoka's soft hair* Does my being with Watari count as a secret? *smiles*

Hisoka: Not unless you've been hiding it from me. *He doesn't mind that Tsuzuki has been with either of them, since he knows he has the man's love. Nuzzling against the man's raised hand, he turns his green eyes on the man.* Are you ready for me? *He feels he has to be so careful, he worries so much about what could possibly happen.*

Tsuzuki: *caresses Hisoka's cheek* Yes. I want you inside me...

Hisoka: *shuddering, pushes gently inside his lover's velvet heat, carefully monitoring his reactions so he won't hurt him.* Mm... feels so good, 'Zuki. *He pushes the man's knees up further so he can nuzzle the man's throat with kisses, nipping and licking.*

Tsuzuki: *wraps his legs around Hisoka's waist, holding him close and tight, keening at the pleasure and intimacy of what they're doing* You feel wonderful... *arches his hips to take as much of Hisoka's length as he can get, his body opening and welcoming him*

Hisoka: *his shaft buried to the hilt, he begins slowly nudging his hips against the man's, drawing out only a little bit at first, then pumping in and out with lengthening strokes.* Hold me tight-- *his voice a soft gasp, as he changes his angles a little, seeking that magic spot inside his lover that will drive him wild.*

Tsuzuki: *clutches Hisoka's shoulders, rocking to meet his lover's thrusts, matching them, encouraging more. Then Hisoka finds that node, bringing a deep groan of bliss from his throat* Ooooh! That feels perfect, right there, please, please...

Hisoka: *gazes down at his lover's face, watching the blissful expression playing over it. The man's tightness, the way he holds him, the happiness resonating from him, all of it seems to fill Hisoka up. It isn't so hard to focus in on Tsuzuki's reactions and find "that spot" again, and his strokes move over it rhythmically.*

Tsuzuki: *groans with each thrust, so right, so perfect, so very, very good, his hands roaming over Hisoka's back and shoulders, running through whisper soft caramel blond hair, words pouring from him* Oh, that's so good, just like that, love you so much, you mean the universe to me...

Hisoka: *gasps helplessly, his senses filled by Tsuzuki--sensation, his scent and vision, the emotions which threaten to overwhelm him.* 'Zuki... love you so much. Come for me, please--

Tsuzuki: *can't help but answer Hisoka's plea... all it takes is a stroke or two of his hand oin his cock, combined with Hisoka pushing inside him, taking him so beautifully, to shatter the world behind his eyes, as he spills creamy white foam across both their bodies* 'SOKAAAAA!!

Hisoka: *gasps as he feels Tsuzuki's climax, both emotionally and physically, the man's slick channel tightening around him. He cries out helplessly as his own climax overtakes him, saturating all his nerves with pleasure. Still buried deep inside the man, he collapses on top of him, shuddering.*

Tsuzuki: *gasps and shudders, holding Hisoka tightly and slowly coming back to himself, stroking the boys hair lightly*

Hisoka: *nuzzles tender kisses against the man's throat adoringly.* Thank you. Thank you for letting me have this.

Tsuzuki: *smiles tenderly, and kisses the boy's hair* And thank you. That was lovely! I can't tell where I end and you begin when we're together like that...

Hisoka: Me too. *Resting his head on the man's chest, he closes his eyes sleepily. Before too long, they'll need to get up and go shower, but for now, they can just stay here together.*

Tsuzuki: *sleepily kisses Hisoka, sweet and tender, as he drifts into sleep... they can deal with showering later, but right now, there's no where else in the universe that he wants to be, except right here holding his lover, sharing the warmth and closeness in the aftermath of making love*

RP Log -- Tsuzuki and Hisoka -- Fluff

2003-05-28T01:23:28Z

Tsuzuki: *out on the terrace, since the weather is so pleasant, typing on his laptop*

Hisoka: *comes looking for Tsuzuki eventually, peeking through the door that opens out into the terrace.* Ah, here you are. I wondered where you had gotten to.

Tsuzuki: *looks over and smiles* Hi! It's so nice out, I decided to work out here for a bit. Care to join me?

Hisoka: *nods, coming out and sitting in a chair nearby.* The weather is awfully nice these days. A little cooler than yesterday, I guess. *peeks over at the laptop, though not closely enough to read over Tsuzuki's shoulder* Been getting a lot done?

Tsuzuki: *has actually been surfing the Net* Um, oh... yeah... I got some stuff done!

Hisoka: *knows the difference between a web browser and a program used for work, at least.* Ah ha... I see the kind of stuff you've gotten done.

Tsuzuki: *sheepish* It was interesting?

Hisoka: *gives a little shrug* Well, as long as you get some work done eventually, I guess. *He's got enough on his mind right now he apparently can do without their habitual argument.*

Tsuzuki: *closes the laptop and sets it aside, leaving an inviting lap behind* You look like something's on your mind. *smiles warmly*

Hisoka: *smiles a little, glad to snuggle into Tsuzuki's lap.* Just thinking about Squall-san. Wondering if he'll manage to get things together.

Tsuzuki: *cuddles Hisoka* I hope so. He seems to be taking steps in the right direction, although they're small ones. Maybe those are all he can handle right now, though.

Hisoka: *nods, kissing Tsuzuki's ear gently* He just seems so lost... he says he doesn't know what to do to get closer to people. *The boy can't help but be sympathetic, because he struggles with some of the same things.*

Tsuzuki: *shivers a bit when Hisoka nips him so deliciously* Mmmm. I can see that. I think he's been closing himself off for a very long time. I'd like to help him.

Hisoka: *his fingers combing lightly through Tsuzuki's hair, nudging the silky strands this way and then that.* I thought you might say that. I invited him to come stay with us some night if he felt lonely. I don't know if he will, though.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles Hisoka's neck* He's welcome any time. *smiles*

Hisoka: *cocks his head a little, looking at Tsuzuki* You really don't mind?

Tsuzuki: Not if he's just coming to sleep, although he is very good-looking... *teasing*

Hisoka: *gives a wistful little sigh* He is an awfully good kisser.... *Ahem.* But I think he would be coming just to sleep. Unless he gets a good look at you in your little silk boxers and decides something different. *Teasing back, he ruffles his lover's hair.*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles, and kisses Hisoka tenderly* A better kisser than me? *winks*

Hisoka: *returns the kiss, drawing it out into a long, slow exploration* Never. But... it did surprise me. He seems so up-tight and unyielding, I didn't expect him to be so... unrestrained.

Tsuzuki: Oh? *smiles encouragingly*

Hisoka: *kissing Tsuzuki's temple sweetly.* What, do you want me to tell you everything that happened between us? Or do you want to try him out yourself?

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* Both? *teasing*

Hisoka: *apparently not minding, though he tickles the man's ribs gently.* You'll only know for sure what he's like if you experience him yourself. Well... we kissed a little, and then he went down on me, and Irvine-san sat in his lap while Squall-san fucked him, and I touched Irvine-san a little... to help. *Was that everything? As much as he remembers, anyway.* He's nice, though. There's a lot under that calm exterior.

Tsuzuki: *smiles* Sounds lovely! There's a lot to most people, if you take the time to find out about it. *kisses Hisoka again, tenderly* I'm glad you've been able to reach him. He needs to make friends.

Hisoka: *sighs a little* But I've been trying to make friends I'm not sleeping with! I don't seem to be doing a very good job of that...

Tsuzuki: *kisses him again* It'll come with time. Maybe they just find you irresistable.

Hisoka: *returns the kiss sweetly, his fingers playing at the nape of the man's neck.* Silly thing. I'll consider myself lucky if you consider me irresistable.

Tsuzuki: *cuddles his lover close* Then you're very lucky, because I do. *kisses the tip of his nose*

Hisoka: *touches the tip of his nose at the kiss, smiling faintly.* Mm.. I guess I'm lucky, then. *The words sound strange on his tongue. He never before considered himself "lucky" for any reason.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles softly, gazing at Hisoka's beautiful face* I love you.

Hisoka: *suddenly finding himself shy* I... I love you too. Thank you... for all of this. If it wasn't for you bringing me here, none of this would have happened.

Tsuzuki: *holds Hisoka close* It's the magic of the House... wonderful things happen here if you let them. *brushes his lips across Hisoka's tenderly*

Hisoka: *continuing the lazy, feather-light kisses.* How about you? Where do you need some "House magic" happening?

Tsuzuki: *mmmms* I'd like to get to know the other guys here better than I have... smooth things over with Ran, so that we can hopefully be friends in time...

Hisoka: *hums softly, considering* Pretty good things to wish for. I'll help, if I can. *Which would be a good enough reason to get Squall and Tsuzuki together at some point.*

Tsuzuki: *soft, heartfelt* Sankyuu, Hisoka.

Hisoka: *gives Tsuzuki another long, slow kiss* Anything else?

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* I want all of you to be happy.

Hisoka: *smiles faintly* That's what everyone wishes for, isn't it?

Tsuzuki: *smiles* But it's a good thing to wish for, isn't it?

Hisoka: *gives half a shrug* A good thing to wish for, I suppose, because it's impossible to attain it completely.

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka close* I'll do everything I can to make you happy.

Hisoka: *snuggles into the man's embrace* You're so sweet. I appreciate that so much.

Tsuzuki: *takes Hisoka's hand and kisses it* Thank you. I appreciate the way you look out for me.

RP Log -- Hisoka and Tsuzuki -- Cookies

2003-05-21T18:24:29Z

Hisoka: *in the kitchen, where he has been for the last couple of hours. There are open cookbooks left out on the counters, and flour scattered around and on the floor, too. All in all, it looks like it'll take quite a bit of time to clean up. But from the oven, there's the unmistakable scent of baking cookies.*

Tsuzuki: *is drawn to the kitchen by the wonderful aroma, like iron filings to a magnet* Mmmmmmmm! I smell cookies!

Hisoka: *covered with flour himself, he's pulling a batch from the oven just when Tsuzuki comes in. He looks over his shoulder at the man.* Just wait a few minutes while they cool, ne? Don't touch the ones on the counter. *There are, indeed, a pile of cooled cookies on the counter, though they look like "rejects" in the boy's cooking experiments.*

Tsuzuki: *puppy ears wilt in disappointment* But they're so delicious when they come out of the oven...

Hisoka: *sets the the tray on the counter, then gets the spatula and scoops up a couple of cookies, setting them on a plate. He eyes them, then flickers his green gaze to Tsuzuki.* I... I suppose. Just be careful and don't burn yourself. *He holds out the plate.*

Tsuzuki: *beams, and accepts the plate, setting it on the table, and then hugs Hisoka* Sankyuu! They smell delicious, and you're right about waiting a little bit! *warm and loving*

Hisoka: *eeps a little as he's caught in Tsuzuki's hug* Watch out, I'm covered in flour! *But despite his scolding tone, the man's arms feel awfully good around him.* I hope they're good. I haven't tasted that batch yet. The last two didn't turn out very well. *embarrassed*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* I don't mind a little flour if it means I can hug you! *kisses him*

Hisoka: *returns the kiss sweetly, even giving the man a little smile after it ends* Thanks. You're so kind. Ach... *he tsks, reaching up and brushing at the man's cheek* Now you're covered in flour too.

Tsuzuki: *grins* It washes off. *picks up a still warm cookie and takes a bite*

Hisoka: *watches Tsuzuki carefully* ... How is it?

Tsuzuki: Mmmmm! Delicious! *offers the cookie to Hisoka* You're a good cook!

Hisoka: *hesitating* Am I? *He accepts the cookie, nibbling at an edge.* It's... it's not bad. Better than my last two tries. *And Tsuzuki's right... they do taste better warm from the oven.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles softly* Love makes everything better.

Hisoka: *gives his partner an arch look, his tone dry* Are you saying that if you didn't love me, you wouldn't like the cookies?

Tsuzuki: Of course not! But the fact that you made them makes them special to me. *smiles*

Hisoka: *relaxes a little and takes another bite of the cookie* I am glad you like them. I wanted to do something nice for you, since you do so much for me.

Tsuzuki: *smiles, touched deeply by the gesture, and Hisoka's love for him* Sankyuu, Hisoka. I love you.

Hisoka: *cuddles close and nuzzles his partner* Love you too. Have another cookie if you want. I suppose I should get started cleaning up this mess...

Tsuzuki: *petting Hisoka's back, snuggling him close* It can wait a few minutes, can't it? I'd really like to hold you for a bit. *kisses Hisoka's temple*

Hisoka: *hums a little and nods, closing his eyes as he leans against his lover* Okay, you've convinced me. *The truth is, he's enjoying this closeness so much, it doesn't take much to convince him.*

Tsuzuki: *enjoys the moment, holding his lover close in the warmth and coziness of the kitchen. In love, the little things can be as important as the big ones*

Hisoka: *nuzzles a kiss against Tsuzuki's throat* After taking care of the kitchen, I may have to drag you off to the baths and get you cleaned up.

Tsuzuki: *slips his hand along Hisoka's spine* Is that a promise?

Hisoka: *nods, humming kisses against the man's shoulder.* Definately. I think I need one too. I probably smell like cookies completely. *Not to mention the flour.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles* But I like the smell of cookies.

Hisoka: *giving the man a wry look* I suppose you do. But cookies aren't sexy, are they?

Tsuzuki: *thinking* I don't know... they could be, in the right circumstances? *smiles*

Hisoka: *nudges Tsuzuki in the ribs* What circumstances would those be? Probably not involving being covered in flour. *He dusts a little bit of the powder out of his hair.*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* No... not then. *running his fingers through Hisoka's silky caramel-colored hair*

Hisoka: *nuzzling against Tsuzuki's hand, liking the touch of his fingers* Let me know if you think of anything, ne? If I think of something... I'll let you know. *He'll probably just pounce the man with it, which is "letting him know" in a particular way.*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles, petting Hisoka's hair and thoroughly messing it up in the process* I certainly will! *nips lightly at Hisoka's ear* So, are we going to the bathhouse? *mess? What mess?*

Hisoka: *gasps softly at the nip, delivering a sequence of kisses to his lover's neck.* What about the kitchen? If Cye-san comes in here and finds it like this, he'll be out for blood. And you can't lie to an empath, you know, so he'll surely track us down. *He taps the tip of Tsuzuki's nose.* Help me clean the place up? We can take the rest of the cookies with us afterwards...

Tsuzuki: Wellll... since you put it that way, and we can take the cookies... OK. *smiles, and kisses Hisoka*

Hisoka: *feeling excited and mischievious, he nuzzles up and kisses him* Okay, let's go! It shouldn't take us that long. *After another quick hug, he escapes his partner's embrace and starts cleaning up the books and scattered flour.*

Tsuzuki: *helpfully packs up the cookies, and puts the dishes in the dishwasher*

Hisoka: *finishes with running a mop over the floured part of the floor, and then looks around, trying to spot anything they might have missed.* Well... I think that's it? Except for a few spots of flour here... and here... *He touches Tsuzuki's shirt and then his cheek.*

Tsuzuki: *chuckles* I think we've gotten the kitchen clean... but we still need to do something about ourselves. Want me to act like a barbarian and carry you off over my shoulder? *grins wolfishly*

Hisoka: *half-swoons into Tsuzuki's arms, fluttering his fingers at his forehead, giving himself over to anything his lover wants.* Ah, you'd do that? You are an awful barbarian, aren't you?

Tsuzuki: *laughs, tossing Hisoka lightly over his shoulder and rubbing his rear suggestively* You better believe it! Who knows what I might do? *as he heads outdoors, careful not to bonk Hisoka's head*

RP Log -- Tsuzuki x Hisoka -- Library

2003-05-20T05:35:11Z

Tsuzuki: *in the library, working on some papers in theory, and gazing out the window in actuality*

Hisoka: *wanders into the room... he's been hidden away most of the day working with video editing programs, and finally he's beginning to track down people.* Tsuzuki. Hard at work?

Tsuzuki: Hmmm? *startles a bit* Oh, yeah, of course! *smiles at Hisoka* What's up?

Hisoka: *smiles a little* I think you'd be proud of me. I've been goofing off all day. *He nudges the man a little and then sits down in his lap, letting his fingers play through the man's hair.* Anything interesting going on outside? Or is it just that everything's more interesting than paperwork?

Tsuzuki: *happily snuggles Hisoka, kissing him tenderly* Not really, although I did see a hawk out there. *smiles* So what did you do while goofing off? There are variations and gradiations you know! *winks*

Hisoka: *returns the kiss, needing the long, slow gesture.* I was editing a video I made with that video camera you gave me. It's rather... naughty. *He blushes faintly, glancing away, not sure how detailed he should be in his explanation, but he knows he doesn't want to keep it a secret from his partner.*

Tsuzuki: *rubs Hisoka's back* Naughty? This sounds intriguing. *grins* Just how naughty is it?

Hisoka: *nuzzles a sequence of kisses into his lover's hair* Very. It's me and Ran. I... I could give you a copy if you wanted to see it. *The offer is made hesitantly, as he is uncertain how Tsuzuki will react.*

Tsuzuki: Is it OK if I don't watch it right away? *kisses Hisoka warmly again*

Hisoka: *nods* You don't have to watch it if you don't want to, but I wanted to give you the option. *He presses his lips against the man's temple for a long moment.* We could make a video of the two of us, if you want. Or us and Watari. Or you and Watari, and I could film it....

Tsuzuki: *smiles, and mmmms at the kiss... those sound like great ideas... and then a thought crosses his mind* It sounds like fun, but what if someone at JuuOhCho saw it?

Hisoka: *frowns a little* Why would someone from the office want to poke around in video files like that? *The boy can be rather naive sometimes.*

Tsuzuki: Curiosity?

Hisoka: *rolls his eyes at the idea* Mou. I guess I should delete the file from my laptop and just keep it on disk.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* Still, it's unlikely anyone is going to go looking for it unless Gushoshin is -really- bored. *chuckles*

Hisoka: *frowning more, knowing it's entirely possible that Gushoshin could get that bored.* Well, I'll be sure to take care of it later.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles, slipping his hands along Hisoka's back* Mmmm... Worry about it later. Worry about me now. *nips his earlobe lightly, teasing*

Hisoka: Mmm? *He can feel his body beginning to respond to Tsuzuki's kisses and nips, not to mention his rather interesting words.* Exactly how do you suppose I should worry about you? Are you about to bend me over this desk and ravish me? *He catches his lover's mouth in an eager kiss.*

Tsuzuki: *wickedly* Naturally... *planting little, nipping kisses along Hisoka's neck* I might make you scream so loud everyone on the floor can hear you, and they'll all know how good I'm making you feel...

Hisoka: *groans softly, wriggling his rear end on Tsuzuki's lap* Don't say things like that unless you actually plan on doing them. You'll drive me crazy wanting you, and then I'll just have to hide in the bathroom and think about you while I... take care of things myself.

Tsuzuki: *chuckles, a low growl, as he rubs the front of Hisoka's pants* Oh, I'm perfectly willing to carry out my promise... *slowly unzipping Hisoka's fly to touch the hot flesh beneath the cloth*

Hisoka: *gasps, leaning back against the man, giving Tsuzuki a little more space to free his half-erect cock.* Ah... aren't you worried someone will walk in? Or do you want to put on a show for everyone in the House? *Not that the boy necessarily minds, especially in the kinky frame of mind he has been in lately.*

Tsuzuki: *murmuring* And if they do? They'll just be envious because I have you and they don't... *stroking hardening flesh* They won't be the ones pounding inside you, driving you mindless with pleasure... they won't be feeling your tight heat around them, feeling you squirm under them and around them...

Hisoka: *begins to feel light-headed, his lover's fingers and his words already beginning to drive him mad.* Too bad I didn't bring the video camera. You're going to fuck me so well, so deep and hard and thoroughly, I won't forget it for a long time, ne? *His fingers begin to undo the buttons on Tsuzuki's shirt, playing over the skin beneath as it's exposed.*

Tsuzuki: Mmmmm, oh yes, so hard and deep you'll remember if for a long, long time... *gasping as Hisoka strokes his chest, his own erection already hard and straining against the fabric of his pants, and he slowly begins to work Hisoka's jeans over his hips*

Hisoka: *wriggles a little more on Tsuzuki's lap, trying to get his jeans down, before finally giving up and standing up to strip from the waist down.* I want you to. Show me how much you love me and want me, make me scream and sob with pleasure. *He loves it when Tsuzuki is like this, so direct and assertive and powerful.*

Tsuzuki: *low and deep and husky with desire* Bend over the desk, and I'll show you just how much I do. *smooth hands reach to caress the boy's tight buttocks*

Hisoka: *chews his lower lip with a moment of pensive hesitation, then does as he's directed, leaning over the desk and resting his weight on his forearms, sneaking a peek back over his shoulder at the man.* How's this? *He wiggles his rear end enticingly.*

Tsuzuki: *smiles* Quite good. *he leans over to kiss the small of Hisoka's back, soft and warm, running his hands over the boy's slim thighs and tight little rump*

Hisoka: *moans, Tsuzuki's lips and hands seeming to bring his skin alive, awakening it to a kind of hyper-sensitivity.* Mm... please... I want you inside me. My whole body feels like it's on fire....

Tsuzuki: *reaches into his pocket for the small foil packet he stashed there earlier, and tears it open, making sure Hisoka can hear* You look like you're hot and ready for me, you need me to push inside you, and fill you up, hard and hot, and just what you need...

Hisoka: *pants, feeling helplessly caught up in the moment, a small shiver running through him as he hears the packet being opened.* I do, I need it so much. I want you to fill me and show me how much you love me, how much you desire me. *He reaches between his legs, his fingers massaging his aching balls, then reaching lower.*

Tsuzuki: *watching Hisoka pleasuring himself as he coats his fingers with the slippery substance inside the packet. He then teases the boy's tight entrance, circling it lightly with his fingertip* You're going to open up and let me in, aren't you, let me go in so deep, and thrust so hard that there's nothing else in the universe for you, no one but me, nothing but my cock deep inside you, my hands on you...

Hisoka: *moans, his knees going weak as Tsuzuki teases at his entrance, his voice tense and anxious with arousal.* Mm, I will! I want you to fill me up, shut out the whole rest of the world for me. Touch me, lover... put your hands everywhere. *He pushes back against his lover's finger, urging him, desperately needing him to push inside.*

Tsuzuki: *suddenly, quickly, slides his finger deep, seeking that tender node, his free hand fondling the boy's tight balls* You're so pretty like this, all flushed with passion and wanting me so badly.

Hisoka: *cries out, his back arching at the penetration* Uh... you're-- *He feels his legs go weak again when Tsuzuki's fingertip brushes against that spot inside him.* Aw, fuck, Tsuzuki. I need you so much! *He feels so exposed, so achingly needy, like he's going to come here just from Tsuzuki watching him melt down like this.*

Tsuzuki: *quickly finishes prepping Hisoka, and then slicks his own erection, and slides it slowly into the boy's tight channel, moaning at the heat and constriction, wanting this so badly, needing it like he needs to breathe* Unnnnnnnnnhhhh.... you're so tight...

Hisoka: *half-sobs in pleasure, pushing back against Tsuzuki's invasion. He is incredibly tight, but feeling his lover inside him gives him nothing but pleasure.* So good... Tsuzuki-- *He can't even put it into words--it's like there's nothing but his lover filling him. This position, this angle, it seems to make everything deeper and more intense.*

Tsuzuki: *begins to rock inside the boy, the angle intensifying the sensation, Hisoka's submissive posture over the desk exciting him even more, as he reaches around to stroke Hisoka's cock in earnest* Is this what you want, me giving it to you hard and fast, taking you and making you my own? Is it, love?

Hisoka: *cries out, his words coming out amid desperate, pleasure-charged gasps* I do, I want it so much. I'm such a little slut, I need you to keep doing this forever, keep filling me again and again. *His cheeks are flushed at the admission, as well as his intense arousal. Tsuzuki's hand trapping his cock, his cock thrusting so deep inside him, and the man's deep adoration coloring everything.*

Tsuzuki: *thrusts hard, working Hisoka's cock in the same rhythm... he knows he won't last long, and he wants to give Hisoka as much pleasure as possible, trying to hold back the gathering heat in his groin* Gods, 'Soka... so good, love you so much...

Hisoka: Ah--so perfect... keep going-- *He really does want it to last forever, but his immortally youthful body isn't one for stamina. Almost before he even realizes it, he's climaxing, his seed spilling out over his lover's hand, his body tightening around his lover's cock, arching up off the desk helplessly. He nearly drowns in a sea of emotion--his own pleasure and love for Tsuzuki, Tsuzuki's love for him. He cries out helplessly, loud enough for the sound to fill the library and echo out into the hall.*

Tsuzuki: *Hisoka's spasms around him, the mental reverberation of his lover's pleasure, feeling how much Hisoka loves him, and loving him so in return, all these combine to shatter the universe behind his eyes, as he comes hard, inside Hisoka, marking him as his own with a loud, joyful shout.*

Hisoka: *feels himself overwhelmed by Tsuzuki's orgasm, the world seeming to desolve around them until there's nothing but his lover and him. He practically collapses on top of the desk, feeling the man's weight against him, solid and reassuring.* 'Zuki... you're so incredible. I love you so much.

Tsuzuki: *collapses over Hisoka, holding him close, his lover's presence in his arms warm and secure and -real-.* I love you. You're so special to me.

Hisoka: *shifts a little, trying to nuzzle over his shoulder and kiss his lover. The position they're in isn't exactly the most comfortable he can imagine, but he feels so drained, he doesn't want to move any more than he has to.* Mm... me too.

Tsuzuki: *gathers enough energy to withdraw from Hisoka and somehow get them to a nearby couch, miraculously not tripping on their pants on the way. He lowers them carefully, cuddling Hisoka in his arms and drawing the blanket over them both, his eyelids growing heavy* Mmmm... so wonderful. *yawns* Love you.

Hisoka: *wanting nothing more than to cuddle into Tsuzuki's arms right now and nap, feeling his close, reassuring presence.* Thank you, 'Zuki. You've given me so much. I love you too. *He feels like he could keep saying that over and over, and meaning it more each time.

Tsuzuki: *drifts into sleep, holding his precious Hisoka securely, not wanting to let him go, ever*

RP Log -- Tsuzuki x Hisoka -- Welcome home

2003-05-15T21:15:18Z

This scene takes place before the one previously posted, with Watari and Hisoka.

Tsuzuki: *planting impatiens in a shady flowerbed in the garden, humming to himself and working his hands through the dirt. He's barefoot, and dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved black shirt with strappy cutouts on the upper arms and high on the back*

Hisoka: *steps lightly along the garden path, for once since Beltane wearing shoes outside. He has just gotten back from Meifu, though, so much of the relaxed feeling he often has around the House has faded.* Tsuzuki.

Tsuzuki: *looks up, and beams as he quickly scrubs his hands on the grass to get the worst of the mud off, then jumps up to hug his partner tightly* Hisoka! I'm so glad you're back!

Hisoka: *squeeps softly in surprise as he's glomped, but after a second or two, he leans against the man and returns the hug warmly.* I'm glad to be back. I missed you so much. *It's odd, but he didn't realize how much he missed the man until this moment, holding him and feeling this closeness and hearing his voice.*

Tsuzuki: *kisses Hisoka tenderly, his purple eyes warm and soft* I missed you so much!

Hisoka: *returns the kiss, then runs his fingers through Tsuzuki's hair, reacquainting himself with that lovely, silky texture.* You stayed out of trouble while I was gone, didn't you? *His voice is faintly teasing, having his own suspicions about the truth, no matter what his partner answers.*

Tsuzuki: *looks innocent* Me? Get in trouble? Whatever gave you that impression? *chuckles, nuzzling Hisoka's hair. He'd run his fingers through it to feel its softness, but he has a feeling the boy would not like to get dirt in his hair*

Hisoka: *giving the man a mild look* Maybe because I know what you do while I'm here, so I can only guess what you'd do if I wasn't. *He returns the gentle nuzzling, even such a small gesture evoking an automatic response from him.*

Tsuzuki: *looks scandalized* Really? *then he laughs* No more trouble than usual!

Hisoka: *his fingers playing lightly over Tsuzuki's chest, surprising himself with how much he missed just being able to touch someone.* So I suppose that means you had cake for 2 meals every day, instead of all three? At least Watari was here to look after you.

Tsuzuki: *smiles* Yeah, he's been very good to me. *petting Hisoka's back* I love him dearly, but he isn't you.

Hisoka: *smiles a little* I'm glad I haven't been replaced while I was away, in that case. *Not that he's actually jealous... he's touched the man would say something like that to him. He sighs a little, glancing towards the House.* I've missed Watari too, though. I've missed everyone...

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka tightly* I know. And they missed you, too. But. selfish person that I am, I want to keep you all to myself for now. *winks* Cye found a wonderful place, a cavern with hot springs under the House. Want to see it?

Hisoka: *gives Tsuzuki a faintly amused look* All to yourself, hmm? I don't suppose I can argue with that. *He snuggles close against Tsuzuki's body, one arm around his waist, holding him tightly.* Under the House? How can that be? I wouldn't mind taking a look.

Tsuzuki: * wraps his arm around Hisoka's shoulders, and leads him down the stone staircase to the cavern, softly lit by the flickering lanterns, steam rising in the air from the pools.* What do you think?

Hisoka: *gasps softly, looking around the cavern* It's... beautiful. More mysterious than the bathouse, somehow. I can't believe no one knew it was down here until now.

Tsuzuki: *smiles* I'm glad we finally know it's here. *peers around the room* How about that pool over there?

Hisoka: *nods in easy agreement, then draws Tsuzuki along with him towards the indicated pool* Are they all the same, I wonder? It looks like it would take a long time to check them all.

Tsuzuki: I'm not sure? I just picked this one because its so pretty, and so private *the pool is in the corner of the room, mostly behind an outcropping of rock. The lanterns nearby cast glimmering beams on the water, which is clear and inviting*

Hisoka: *nodding, his gaze warm* It is very pretty. And I think you need a bath after you've been working in the garden. *He nudges the man, pointing out the dirt that has collected on him.*

Tsuzuki: *nods, smiling* Still, I'd rather get messy by helping something grow and thrive. *tugging at his shirt and pulling it over his head, revealing toned muscles and smooth, perfect skin* You joining me? *grins*

Hisoka: *finds his gaze caught, watching his lover undress. It has been a while since he has gotten a good look, hasn't it?* Ah... do you think I-- *He looks down at himself, suddenly realizing he's covered with dirt from Tsuzuki's hands, where the man has been touching him.* Oi! You did this on purpose, didn't you?

Tsuzuki: *just smiles wickedly and slides his jeans and underwear down his long legs*

Hisoka: *glares at his partner, in between trying to brush all the loose dirt off his clothes, or at least as much as he can manage.* Mou. There are other ways you could convince me to get out of my clothes, you know. *It becomes more and more apparent, though, that the boy is distracted from the argument by the man's nudity.*

Tsuzuki: *stretches, giving Hisoka a good long look at his body, then turns and steps into the pool* This was more fun?

Hisoka: *gives a miffed little sniff, looking like he wants to make some kind of point about this situation, but in the end he thinks better of it. He strips out of his clothes, folds them, and sets them on a flat spot on the outcropping of rock before stepping into the pool.* You should be nicer to me and not have fun at my expense when I've been gone for so long.

Tsuzuki: *smiles* Actually, I didn't get you dirty on purpose. I just wanted to touch you so badly, after so long.

Hisoka: *sinking down into the water, taking a moment to enjoy the warmth of being submerged. Then his gaze flickers to Tsuzuki, his expression warming.* I didn't think you did, really... if you had, you would've pointed it out as the reason I should join you here.

Tsuzuki: *chuckles, relaxing in the hot water* True. Still, isn't this place wonderful?

Hisoka: Mm... I can think of at least one thing that would make it better, though. *He looks faintly mischievous, nudging the man's foot gently with his own, beneath the water.*

Tsuzuki: *sidelong glance* And what would that be? *running his foot along Hisoka's calf*

Hisoka: *responding to the man's touch, scooting down a little in the water so his foot can slide up the other man's leg a little farther in this game.* You said you wanted to touch me.. I'd like to see where... and how... and how much you've been missing me while I was away.

Tsuzuki: *smiles* Indeed I did. *scoots around the pool until he's sitting beside Hisoka and runs his hand lightly along Hisoka's thigh, the water making their skin smooth and slick, heightening the sensation*

Hisoka: *trailing his fingers slowly down the man's arm, down to the tips of his long, delicate fingers* Who kept you company while I was away?

Tsuzuki: *caresses Hisoka's fingers as they reach his hand* Watari mostly... I spent some time with Alucard and Zell, but in a platonic way. *smiles*

Hisoka: *catches Tsuzuki's hand and draws it to his lips to kiss his fingertips tenderly* Were you sleeping alone? I hope you weren't too lonely. I thought a lot about you at night and hoped you were okay.

Tsuzuki: *strokes Hisoka's soft lips* Yeah, I was sleeping alone. It was lonely, and I couldn't sleep well. But I was OK. *smiles, his eyes full with his happiness at having his lover back*

Hisoka: *cuddles close against Tsuzuki's form* Now you've made me feel guilty. I wanted to be here with you, you know. *Of course, they both know that his trip back to Meifu was unavoidable, but he still hates them being apart.*

Tsuzuki: *holds Hisoka tightly, nuzzling his hair* I know. And don't feel guilty for something you couldn't help.

Hisoka: *his eyes closing, resting his cheek against the man's chest* I suppose I shouldn't. It's just because I missed you so much. *He runs his fingers over the man's soft skin, reacquainting himself with it.*

Tsuzuki: *strokes Hisoka's back and shoulders, relearning the contours of his lovely body, the texture of his skin, the scent and feel of his lover in his arms, and leans in for a soft, long kiss, to relearn his taste as well*

Hisoka: *returns the kiss tenderly at first, then with growing hunger, his body responding to the familiar touches and closeness with a memory that the boy kept reined in until now. The velvety heat of the man's tongue teases his own, reminding him not only of his lover's taste but his desires.*

Tsuzuki: *intensifies their kiss as his own desire flares, here in the warmth and dimness of the cavern, wrapped in the closeness of Hisoka's body, the love in his touch, as his hands explore further, down to the boy's hips and thighs and stomach* Mmmm... so sweet...

Hisoka: *chews his lower lip in a sexy kind of pensiveness, watching Tsuzuki's hands wander over his body. He can feel the man's desire, too, which is one of the things he has missed most about these close moments. Leaning in to the man's ear, he whispers* DId you touch yourself when you missed me?

Tsuzuki: *smiles, slow and sultry* Now and then... did you? *nips lightly at Hisoka's earlobe*

Hisoka: *shivers at the little nip, his arms tightening around his lover* I did... I was worried about being caught, though. *It's strange, after living here for several months, where sex seems to swirl around the whole place, to go back to the office, where everything is always strictly business.*

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* Were you ever caught, love? And what did you think about when you were doing it? What sorts of wicked thoughts wandered through your mind?

Hisoka: *shakes his head* Not that I know of. I only hope I didn't give anyone nearby any strange dreams. *One of the disadvantages of being an empath...* I thought about... how good you look when you come out of the shower, right before you get dressed. The way your arms feel around me when you hold me... your mouth when you kiss me.... *Those are certainly the least-racy ideas, though.*

Tsuzuki: *running one hand lightly along Hisoka's thigh**chuckles warmly* Only that?

Hisoka: ... your mouth around me... your cock inside me... your fingers... nngh. *Even thinking about these things has aroused him to the point where he aches.* Hey, I thought you were supposed to be telling me what you thought about.

Tsuzuki: *smiles, whispering into Hisoka's ear* I thought about the way you look when you first wake up, all warm and soft and tousled. I thought about the way you look just before I enter you, and then when I'm in you, how tight your body is around me, how you scream for joy...

Hisoka: *blushes faintly and hides his face against the man's chest for a moment.* Even hearing you talk about things like that makes me want you to make me feel those things all over again.

Tsuzuki: *nuzzles* Mmmm, and I'm looking forward to that... *as his fingers lightly stroke Hisoka's hard length*

Hisoka: *moans softly as Tsuzuki touches him, the sensation quickly and intensely affecting him* If you keep doing that, you're going to make me come quick. *His fingers are drawn to his lover's cock, though, tightening around it and massaging slowly.*

Tsuzuki: *kissing Hisoka* A lovely way to start out, don't you think? *sliding his fingers across the delicate head of his lover's penis, his own body hardening instantly as Hisoka touches him*

Hisoka: *finds himself too excited to answer, hungrily returning the kiss. His hips buck slightly, trying to fuck his lover's hand, needing more intense stimulation. His own hand plays over Tsuzuki's length slowly, as he is torn between wanting to take his time and seeing that blissful look on the man's face as he climaxes.*

Tsuzuki: *finally wraps his hand around Hisoka's cock, massaging more firmly, watching his lover's face, revelling in the silken feel of the water surrounding them, the smooth hardness of his lover's erection in his hand, his other arm supporting his back, purple eyes locked with green, as he himself is slowly, delightfully tormented*

Hisoka: *meant it when he warned he wouldn't last long--it only takes a minute or two of the man's wonderful, solid strokes before he climaxes fast and hard, pleasure moving through his body in a wave, then outward, broadcasting his pleasure and happiness. Entwined with this is Tsuzuki's pleasure, what he is able to draw from the man with his fingers, tightening around and pumping his length.*

Tsuzuki: *cries out sharply with joy, as the waves of bliss from Hisoka, along with his firm, knowing strokes, triggers his own climax and he spills his seed into the water with a long, shuddering spasm* Unnngh!

Hisoka: *slumps against his lover, momentarily drained* So beautiful... I love it when you do that. That intense look you get right before... *He nuzzles in and gives the man's jawline a little lick.*

Tsuzuki: *hugs Hisoka close and tight, petting him soothingly, tenderly* Really? I love the way you look when you're just about to come, the way your eyes almost glow. *arching his neck to give Hisoka better access to his jaw*

Hisoka: *would blush again, but his cheeks are already flushed from his climax and the heat of the pool* I missed you so much. I'm so glad to be back. *His tongue flickers out to catch the droplets of water along his lover's throat.*

Tsuzuki: *moans a little as Hisoka licks him, although he still needs a little time before he can become aroused again, running his hands along Hisoka's back* I'm so glad you're back too. It feels so good just to hold you in my arms, to talk like this.

Hisoka: *smiles a little, happy under his lover's touch* It does. Your arms feel so good around me. *His mouth wanders up and nibbles at his lover's earlobe. Maybe he's not at the point where he could become aroused again yet, but before too long he'll be dragging his lover up to their bedroom.*

Tsuzuki: *kisses Hisoka's soft skin, along the side of his neck, making a pleased little sound when Hisoka nibbles his ear* It's so perfect, so -right-. I want to stay like this forever sometimes.