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Tsubasa REchronicles (AU) [EDDE x FavoredFox / Fai x Kuragone]

Fai was molding into him, and Kurogane let out a groan. That one surprised exclamation filled his mind with possibilities and fantasies. What else could he pull from this out going, yet entirely reserved man? He imagined soft gasps, nervous mewls, and above all else, a blissful cry of his name. Kurogane molded his large palm over Fai's clear excitement, and found himself grinning at the adorable reaction. His vision was blocked by his position, but he could feel the embarrassment radiating from the body in his arms; and it only made Kurogane want him more.

Still, he was no monster. If Fai said 'no,' he would find the strength to pull away. So he could find the patience to let the man think. Even if thinking was the last thing he wanted the mage to be doing. He paused as Fai began to speak, stilling his wandering hands but not removing them from their places. Kurogane stood straighter so that he could look down and actually see that pretty face, but it was being hidden away. Kurogane's grin faded into a straight line and his eyebrows pinched together.

That wasn't the easiest question to answer. He did trust Fai, and yet he didn't. The mage kept so much of himself hidden away, held so many secrets, and there had been more than a few times when he saw something frightening in sapphire eyes. He shouldn't trust this man at all, but as the days went on he found himself sleeping more and more soundly at night.

Kurogane pulled his hand out from between Fai's legs to instead reach up and grasp the mage's chin and force him to look up. His expression wasn't hard, but it wasn't gentle either. Fai needed an answer, and he needed a real one. Bluntly saying 'yes' was easy, but it was a lie. "Sometimes," he answered simply. It was a serious answer, but he followed it up with a teasing smirk. "I can definitely trust you to steal the good booze."
 
Sometimes. Sometimes meant that in some instances this man could trust him, but that there were others in which he didn't. That was enough. Because that was exactly how it was. It weighed on him, knowing how much of those 'sometimes' should really be, but it didn't stop him from allowing his hand to fall away from the vulnerable look he wasn't able to hold back that was currently pointed up at the swordsman.

Only, Kurogane continued and pulled a mean little tease out on him after that, and that vulnerable look quickly bubbled up into one of puffy cheeked pouting 'anger' that perfectly matched his flushed out face. "You didn't have to say it like that, you bully."

Anger wasn't really the right word. In fact it even felt a little nice to have such a familiar exchange after what he'd just experienced. Normal even. If anything the familiar tease even relaxed him a little; from both of the issues he'd been facing.
 
That vulnerable look was just as cute as he could have hoped for, but it felt off. It was the wrong type of vulnerable. He wanted to see Fai lose control of himself. He wanted to watch ecstasy tear away at that obnoxious mask, not... Whatever this was. He was glad to see it disappear, and even more so to watch Fai bubble up in a huffy pout. Kurogane chuckled, warm and low and just as heated as it had been just a few moments before. "Oh yeah?" With a mischievous grin that more befitted Fai, Kurogane loosened his grip. It was just for a second. Just long enough for him to man handle Fai around and lock him back into a bear hug, this time forcing them chest to chest.

With his right arm once more tightly wrapped around Fai's waist, and the other over Fai's shoulders, Kurogane held the mage tightly against him, forcing Fai's arms to curl up between their chest. "Should I bully you more?" He let his right hand slip down, and he squeezed a perfectly rounded ass cheek.
 
The nervous lilt that mischevious look brought to his pout didn't even get to fully form. Fai knew he was at a serious disadvangtage here. His body was heavily weighed down by pleasured weakness, and this was only made more obvious as Kurogane formed him into a new position with no difficulty what-so-ever. Wides blue eyes stared up into crimson as he tested the strong hold against him and found not an ounce of wiggle room. "H-hey..." He complained.

A strong hand squeezed him so suddenly that he nearly jumped out of his skin, a pathetic squeak escaping his throat. It didn't even take a second for that survival instinct of his to kick in and for him to dip his chin down in an attempt to hide whatever kind of look that sound might have accompanied with it. And it was then that he realized that the position the swordsman had pulled him into completely disallowed him to hide away. Their heights were too similar for him to be able to turn his head in any direction that Kurogane wouldn't still be able to see, and his hands were completely compromised so he didn't have their help either.

No fair.

With a whine that accompanied a blaring heat that covered his face and chest he switched gears to struggling against his capture instead. But his captor was holding him too close. "Ah..." So close that every time he tried to move the front of him was rubbing...

A heavy shudder stopped his wriggling and Fai curled his fingers against the bare chest they were pressed against as he landed a rather pathetic pout back at that damned handsome face. "Now you're just cheating."
 
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Every shift and wiggle Fai made pressed their groins together, and his cock reacted to the stimulation quite happily. The little chub he'd gotten began to grow a little more with each inadvertant thrust against him; and that flushed expression only served to rev him up further. That quiet moan Fai let slip had Kurogane's hands squeezing tighter.

Now that was a pathetic look he could enjoy. For probably the first time, it seemed like Fai didn't know what to do. "I've never heard of a bully playing fair," he pointed out; and just to prove that point, Kurogane rubbed their hips together with a low rumble in his throat. Fuck Fai felt good. He'd never gotten this amped up with so little stimulation before.

He couldn't stop himself from leaning in a little more. He wanted to capture that pout with his lips. He wanted to do so much, but he wouldn't. Not yet. Not until he said 'Yes.' "Fai," he started, his voice a strange mix of comforting and growling. He settled his crimson eyes on bright blue and did what he could to keep those sapphires pointed at him. "Let's feel good together." He leaned in more, their lips hardly an inch away. "Just tell me you want it too. Say yes."
 
Kurogane moved against him again and a meek whine that sounded far too pleased for his own liking escaped through the stimulation it sent soaring through him. The blonde could tell he was making a point, and he was making it perfectly well. This jerk was going to make him go all weak again if he kept going.

Instead he leaned in closer, and when Fai tried to tear his attention away from those penetrating eyes this time it didn't work. He liked the way he said his name like that. Not only had Kuro never said it like that, but he'd never heard it like that anywhere else before either. And he already knew that he wanted a feeling like that when he was given the offer again, even if he didn't deserve it. If it was shared.

Closer still and their lips were almost touching. He was too lost in those eyes to look down and see it, but he could feel it clearly as words were breathed against them. His own pinched shut in a quick reaction. Kurogane had already been touching him so intimately but he still hadn't even done something like that. Sure he often teased this man with smooches to his cheek in a game he and Mokona played to rile him up, but that was different than the type of kiss that was suddenly in his mind right now.

All he had to do was say 'yes'.

While doing so was almost impossible with the way he was being held, Fai pressed himself closer to Kurogane. With a diffinitive nod of his head he forced his lips to part so he could say it. That was the intent at least. But all that really came out was a heavy breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding in.
 
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Fai managed to press them even closer, and Kurogane slid his right leg in between the mage's. That little nod was met with Kurogane rubbing his thigh up against Fai's clear excitement, and once more squeezing the man's ass to grind them together. It would have been fun to try and force more of those shy expressions and urge him to actually speak the word the mage was clearly trying to say; but the taste of that hot, puffed out breath was too much. He had to get more of it.

Kurogane gripped Fai's pony tail and lightly tugged his head back. His eyes burned as they stared into bright blue, their lips just a feather width apart. "Then relax for once," he husked. "And let this brute take care of you." He closed that last distance between them, pressing their lips together in a surprisingly gentle way. He took advantage of Fai's already parted lips, and slipped his tongue between them to slowly swipe at Fai's.
 
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It wasn't sudden, but it certainly felt like it was. Kuro's leg slid between lightly rubbing thighs and a new, firmer pressure came against the drooling length trapped within the silk of his robes. The sudden part was the raging change that pressure made go from pleasantly pulsing in the effected area to heavily pounding through all of him. It coaxed out quiescent moans on bated breath and had Fai beginning to sink into the hold against him even before he was spoken to again.

The updo of his hair was pulled tightly into its ponytail, his short hair barely making it to the length to wear it that way in the first place. Which was most likely why the grasp and tug against it felt much sharper than it actually was. The contrasting sting of pain against his rapidly mounting pleasure was enough to pull a heated moan of its own from his lips. The look that was being landed on him through crimson orbs had just as much to do with the extra little surge that sent a tingling quiver rolling through him.

He was paying attention. He couldn't not pay attention even with the raging turmoil he was experiencing because those fiery crimson eyes simply demanded it. And he complied the best he could, allowing himself to sink a bit heavier into the supportive hold swallowing him up. It was much, much easier to do as the soft touch of those lips against his own drew up the majority of his attention. Because over the time they'd spent together he had seen Kurogane's gentler nature, but it had never been nearly as gentle as this touch felt. It surprised him. Even though it probably shouldn't have.

Kurogane looked absolutely amazing from this angle. He'd never noticed quite this much whenever he'd stooped lower than the shorter male during his teasings.

Fai was stuck; trapped in a delicious snare that had him unable to do much of anything other than simply experience the ride he was being taken on. So when a tongue slid its way between his lips and teeth to pet at his own how could he possibly do anything other than accept it? It should have been weird. He knew it should have been weird because he'd always thought it so strange that people would do such a thing when he'd seen make-out sessions on occasion before. But it wasn't. In fact, as a heaviness he couldn't even begin to describe had most of his tensity flowing away fluidly and making him think he'd reached the final straw, he understood very clearly why people would do such a thing. A pleasant fog encompassed him, hazed through sparkling sapphires that couldn't remove themselves from their view even though they worked at closing on their own, and rolled through a petted tongue that eagerly moved to return the simple gesture it had been offered without any hesitation.
 
Fai's eager -if unknowledgeable- return of his kiss served to amp up Kurogane's desire to ravage the man in his arms. He lidded his eyes half way, unwilling to lose the contact they had with foggy blues. His grip tightened further, squeezing them together hard enough to make even breathing a tad difficult. He sucked in a breath through his nose, and did so audibly as if to instruct his partner to do the same. He didn't want the kiss to stop over something as inconsequential as oxygen.

Kurogane tilted his head a little more, their noses pressing together at the sides so that he could deepen the kiss. To reach his tongue in further to taste all that Fai had to offer. He wanted to make this man melt even more. He wanted to drive the well kept man into disarray, but he quickly realized that doing so right this moment wasn't an option. Judging by the drooling erection pressed against his thigh (and he knew Fai would be humiliated once he realized he'd stained the silk garment with precum,) and the way Fai already seemed to be losing himself, that he was already too far gone to tease.

He had to choose a different path. He had to help Fai cool down a little before he could burn him up all over again. Despite popular belief, Kurogane could be a very patient man when he had to be.

With a low rumble in his throat that vibrated his tongue against Fai's, Kurogane moved his hand away from that perfectly grabable ass. With smooth, well practiced movements, he slid that hand up and under the unnecessarily complicated sash; and finally, he was touching bare skin. It was so supple and soft; almost feminine, but the firm strength of muscle hidden beneath it was most certainly masculine. As was his goal.

Sliding to Fai's front and below the waist line, Kurogane's hand found its destination. He wrapped a firm grip around the rather impressive length and stroked. There was no teasing touch, no light playing that he truly wanted to do to the mage. Instead, he made it satisfying. His hand movements were sure and strong, milking Fai's shaft to the orgasm that he was sure was already close.
 
Kuro's tongue was readily exploring his mouth, and the strain that rolled through him as it delved deeper only served to cause him further loss. They were pressed together, Kurogane's hand now roaming its way around his waist and petting at the tingling flesh below it in the process. The aid was needed, as he would have utterly forgotten how to breath as he dipped into the swirling mass of pleasure he was beginning to drown in if not for it. Deep, heady, even breaths were taken through his nose, drawing into slight whimpers here and there as calloused fingers began trailing over smooth skin and drew closer to the absolute issue causing his plight at the moment.

Those sharp crimson orbs were staring down on him so adamantly that he had no chance of turning his own glistening sapphires away. That calloused hand was searching and moving closer so quickly, and yet somehow in a sense of slow motion. The anticipation for where it would land had his heart fluttering irregularly, lithe fingers curling into fists against that bare chest pressed against him, and trapped body shivering and shaking as his eyebrows drew toward each other through the unsure state of it all. Nothing he could have done in anticipation, however, could have prepared him for the absolute onslaught that swallowed him up once that knowing hand found its place and put itself to work so purposefully.

He might not have been able to pull his eyes away from that stare, but when that wave of pleasure struck him his own pinched shut sharply through a full body reactionary lurch in response. He might not have been able to move due to how well captured he was, but that didn't stop his body from attempting to both coil into, and squirm away from the sudden change. His chin dipped down through a sharp gasp that might have had him able to bury his face in Kurogane's shoulder if not for the grasp still held on his ponytail. Instead, the sharp tug his own reaction caused forced a horribly pleased moan from his lips and guided that movement back into that hand instead. He would be glad for the fact that his eyes were closed later as the change gave Kurogane a rather lovely view of his face as it drew from the twist of the sudden shock of the change into a beautifully lightly tortured look instead.

Initially several soft mewls of pleasure accompanied the rising feeling that was quickly drawing him to utterly devastating heights. Though a small bought of frustration managed to mount within this. "Kuro--" There was a failed attempt to complain that faded into soft whimpers as he lost his place too soon to be able to follow through. He needed to be upset. The dark haired man had said they would be feeling good together. But he couldn't stay focused on it long enough just yet to call him out on it.

Instead, Kurogane drew him far too expertly toward what his body had been seeking from the moment he'd experienced the first heavy shutter. It came up on him far too quickly. He wouldn't have been prepared for it even if he'd known what to expect in the first place. The fact was that he didn't know. "Oh--oh God..." Through a heavy whine that pressed past his normally soft tone he absolutely erupted, breaking into short, sharp breaths that drew right up until he hit the precipice, and stopping in a dead tense that took over his entire being as he was flung over the edge. Relief allowed a soft sob to pierce his chest and drew him into soft hums as he sucked the corner of his lower lip between his teeth and chewed at it tentatively.
 
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He devoured it. Every mewl, every moan, every wrinkle between pinched eyebrows. Fai was absolutely delicious, and being able to watch his face was the only thing keeping him from forcing the mage into another kiss to taste those noises on his tongue. Instead, he split his attention between that lovely face, and the heavy need pulsing in his hand.

Kurogane twisted his wrist just so to rub his palm over the wet, tender head and glands between slow, firm strokes. And Fai was already losing it. He could feel the mage quivering against him, could feel his shaft pulsing and twitching, and he bit back a curse when Fai whimpered out his name. "That's it," he husked as Fai suffered through his pre orgasmic shudders. "Cum for me Pretty Boy," he growled delightfully as Fai took to prayer and reached his peek.

He continued his sturdy strokes, milking every last drop of cum out of him, regardless of the massive mess that now covered his hand and filled Fai's silky kimono. His own erection ached for some attention of his own, but in spite of its twitches and throbs of defiance, Kurogane ignored it in favor of the pretty blonde currently spent in his arms. Though considering their position, it would be near impossible for Fai to miss the large bulge pressing against him.
 
Ocean blues peeked open just slightly as Fai rode through the heavy bliss provided for him as he was milked through, and even past his orgasm, riding the lasting high for a long, long moment before he very suddenly came back to existence through a series of several dazed and confused blinks. Unfortunately for him, his attention had landed right back up on those piercing crimson orbs in the meantime, and when he recognized their heavy gaze was still raking over him all over again he could do little more than shrivel in this man's grasp all over again.

He coiled lightly, his thighs pressing together instinctively against the one between them for a protection he neither needed nor truly wanted. The soft flush that had spread over his cheeks and chest began to darken considerably as his chin tilted downwards once again and those pretty eyes did their peeking at him from under shied lids. There was no helping it. It hadn't been a mistake, but he certainly hadn't meant to show Kurogane whatever faces he'd been allowed to see in such a vulnerable position.

On top of that, the one he was showing him now also had to do with the rather inadequate feeling he was having over the rather massive thing pressing hard against him while his own member was deflating in the man's skillful hand.

There was also no helping his natural reaction to the face he was currently showing off while a bit more sobered from the pleasurable experience (though not likely from the earlier events of the night). With a soft whine, Fai fought the tug on the slightly loosening ponytail and pressed his face forward. The small hairs at the back of his neck were falling out, but it was still secure enough to stay if Kurogane didn't fight the move too much. Fai wasn't going to let him keep him there this time.

Kurogane had gotten a very, very nice view of many vulnerable faces from him just now. He couldn't stand the thought of allowing such a thing. There was another thing as well, though it wasn't quite as bad as the first thing.

He pressed his temple against his companions jaw and breathed another huff of a whine down over the crook of his neck and chest. "Kurogane..." Fai's voice was always warm and soft, but at the moment it was even softer than normal. Of course, it wasn't hard to hear the soft smile that was already beginning to split his lips despite the new change in his tune. "You lied," he offered even more gently than usual in his complaint. "You said we would feel good together."
 
Kurogane's crimson eyes narrowed a fraction as he watched Fai crumble against him all over again. He had a brief thought to one of his nicknames. 'Big Dog.' And in that moment he felt like one. A big dog, holding a little rabbit. A little frightened rabbit. An absolutely delicious rabbit. When the mage tried to protect his crotch by pinching his legs together, Kurogane simply cupped his hand on the spent shaft, and gave the softening base a few gentle squeezes.

He was tempted to try to keep hold of that ponytail, but decided it would be best to allow his bed mate to hide away in his chest. The hand that had been tugging on blonde hair instead rested on top of it to offer Fai a few light pets.

Hot breath bathed over his neck, and while he managed to hold back a low groan and keep his expression fairly neutral, there was no hiding the hard twitch in his loins. "Who's lying?" He asked with a grunt. Slowly, he pulled his hand free of the messed kimono and took a moment to look at it. The guy shot out a lot. How long had he been pent up? At least as long as he had. His cock throbbed at the thought. He lifted his cum covered hand to his lips and growled Fai's name out to get his attention, before licking his pointer finger clean of the bitter goo. "If you can't tell how good I'm feeling, then you're more oblivious than I thought," he pointed out with a slow grind of his hips. "But, if you want to make me feel really good, then," he pulled himself away from the mage, though gasped Fai's shoulder with his clean hand to help hold him up. With the other, he pointed over his shoulder with his thumb. "Pour me a cup of that sake," he finished with a wide grin.

His erection raged at his decision, throbbing out heavy drops of precum. Everything between his legs was demanding he bend the pretty blonde over and just... But Fai needed a breather, and he'd be damned if he let his libido get in the way of rational thought. Besides... It was Sake meant for the Gods.
 
Was it strange? Those pets to his head managed to relax him far more than he would like to admit. He was quite used to doling out comfort. He wasn't at all used to taking it in. Did it always work this well? He couldn't think straight at the moment.

His name was said again and he peeked up hesitantly toward Kuro once more. He said he wasn't lying. Was he going to prove it? Dai's eyes widened and that flush marred his face in full force as he watched the man lick his seed from his finger. He may have never done this before, but he wasn't stupid. Something had come out of him. And that certainly hadn't been there before they'd started. The grinding of hips that reminded him of the prevalent thing still pressing against him served in making that flush form too, of course.

But within a moment he was being given an instruction that confused that feeling so much he had to put himself back together again far too quickly for comfort. He just stared at the man for a moment, blinking at him blankly before his attention followed that thumb and landed on the sake he'd snuck them.

That was when he finally relaxed properly a bit, a fisted hand pulling to his lips and a jovial giggle escaping him. Who else but Kurogane would be thinking about alcohol at a time like this? He must really like it even more than Fai had previously thought. Especially since he'd had such a horribly hard issue pressed against him just a moment before. Or perhaps he just wanted a quick sip of that promised wine before they continued? After all, it was sake for the God's, and even he could admit how incredibly tempting a taste of something so fine was.

Kurogane didn't know as much, but Fai was actually nearly as big a conisuer of fine wine as he was. In fact, he might even have a better tolerance than the swordsman, if by a wee margin.

After his small bit of glee Fai took a moment to look down at himself. Once again color and heat smacked him in the face. In getting to his desired location Kurogane had loosened Fai's robes a great deal and exposed him. He kept his face carefully lowered, and seemed to forget that his usual ability to hide himself under his bangs had been barred by a ponytail this evening as he pouted out his humiliation lightly and quickly began his attempt to fix himself.

There were problems with his wardrobe. Due to his earlier end, his thighs and crotch were now wet and sticky, and no matter how much he tried, he couldn't maneuver the soiled silk the way he wanted. It was horribly uncomfortable in any other location and simply kept loosening itself if he didn't leave the soiled parts where they belonged. He did manage to tighten the bottom of the kimono back up properly after a few moment of heckling and a few attempts, but he was forced to make due with using the direction Kuro had decided to invade it as a scapegoat. This left most of his left leg exposed, up to the mid thigh, but luckily that made it easier for him to walk in it in the long run.

The other problem with having to fix his bottom was that he had the chance to glance toward Kuro's bottom a few times here and there. And it was rather distracting, and flush enducing.

The way the top and been misplaced was more difficult. He had already had an insane amount of difficulty attempting to put this thing on in the first place. Souseki had needed to help him in the end. So when he had fixed the left shoulder for the third time, only to have the right fall again, but the sash began to loosen as he started tugging on the right he finally gave up. With a sigh of defeat and a whine, he simply shook he head. Once more ocean eyes flicked down on the cloth hiding that angry shaft that had been egging him on the whole time before they peeked over toward crimson orbs as a sleeved hand coiled across his waist to wrap around his opposite arm. "Ah... Right. Booze, was it?"

It had only taken him a minute to 'fix' his kimono, but he felt like it had been hours. So he was quick to skirt around his companion and seat himself on the pillow at the table. He sat on his ass, knees curled, and calves at his sides. Plucking up the large bottle, he twisted off the lid and gave it a hardy smell. It was absolutely mouth tingling. "Mmmmm."

The change relaxed him instantly, and he offered up the lid in a sleeved hand to his partner before turning toward the little bottle surrounded by dishes. Now feeling better, his tune finally changed to conversational. "I guess I was right before," he teased mirthfully as he poured perfectly and set the large bottle aside.


He landed a warm smile on Kurogane as he picked up the porcelain bottle carefully in both hands. "You are a popular fellow after all. I suppose it's a good thing too. At least one of us should know what they're doing. And since I've never done any of it before, it's good that you have."

Upon saying as much, he began to lift the pouring dish toward his lips to drink.
 
He couldn't help the little triumphant smirk that pulled his lips as Fai lifted a hand to giggle into. Perfect. As much as he wanted to see more beautifully pathetic faces, but Fai needed a minute to compose himself. His dick found that to be counter productive, but Kurogane knew that pushing any more could over stimulate the surprisingly sensitive mage.

Once he was sure Fai could stand on his own two feet, Kurogane stepped back towards the table, unwilling to look away from the disheveled man for even a moment. His heel touched the floor pillow, and he lowered himself down to sit and watch the show. He laid his left leg out on the floor, and lifted his right knee up enough to rest his elbow on. He lifted his messed hand to his lips and slowly licked it up, and with his clean hand he carefully manipulated his still rebelling erection to lift up against his right thigh. It didn't do much to hide it, but it was a bit more comfortable. He meant to pull his hand away quickly, but Fai was fumbling around with his silky clothing, and failing miserably at it.

The sleek fabric at the bottom proved difficult for him. Fai kept fumbling around to right the kimono while avoiding the sticky wet spot, but all he managed was to separate the fabric and expose a long, creamy white leg and thigh. Kurogane gave himself a light squeeze to ease the growing ache, and then another, and one more as the sleeves fell off of those lean shoulders. Fuck he was pretty. His erection gave a heavy throb, and he quickly pulled his hand away to avoid getting carried away. He placed it firmly on the ground and leaned against it.

His eyes raked along the newly exposed skin, and settled on that uncovered face. He was only able to catch a few cute flustered faces before Fai, regrettably, gave up on it. That sash had been so close to coming undone... He felt his mouth water as Fai took such a shy pose, and again he found himself comparing the guy to a skittish rabbit. He cleared his throat. "Yeah. Booze," he answered back, trying not to show just how bad off he was.

Fai scurried to his own seat and started on his task. He scrunched his nose a little when the mage sniffed at the lid of the bottle, and just set it on the table when it was handed to him. "Yeah? About what?" he asked idly, trying to calm his body and relax the way his partner had. It wasn't easy. "I told you, I'm not that popular," he corrected again. He was just about to explain a bit about the culture of swordsman in his dimension, but Fai kept going.

I've never done any of it before.

The words played out in his head and spurred on an influx of fantasies. Those plush virgin lips, that virgin sensitivity driving him mad, and god damn it he couldn't stop the thought of that perfect virgin ass squeezing down on him so tight he couldn't move and...

"Fuck," he hissed between his teeth. He felt his balls tighten up against him, his erection throb and swell, and he clenched his teeth as his self induced orgasm rushed forward, forcing him into a slight curl; and then he saw Fai lift the bottle to his lips, and ice rushed right through his veins. His orgasm stopped just short, and his cock furiously twitched and throbbed.

Kurogane reached out quickly to cover the top of the bottle and keep Fai from taking a sip. "You drink from the Choko, not the bottle." Despite the sputtering of precum from his devastated boner leaving a large wet splotch on his baggy pants, his tone and expression were serious. Incredibly so. "This is Sake meant to be savored and respected. Not chugged like some cheap boxed wine."
 
Fai paused as his first taste was denied so rudely. The plight of his poor friend had been entirely missed as he'd been fully focused on getting to sample the absolutely mouth watering scent he'd scented just moments before he'd began to pour.

The offended pout on his own lips that landed on that hand washed away as soon as he saw the one landed on him through those crimson eyes when he looked up to them in accusation. He'd been drinking from one of these all night and not a single person had said a word to him. The tinge of color that touched his face wasn't pointed at Kuro for once since he'd entered the room, as he must have looked like an absolute uncultured swine. And yet no one had had the nerve to let him in on this.

It was a bit easier to get over in figuring everyone was probably just too polite to say anything about it, not that it made him feel much better. Easier still when a light confusion mingled along with that color and Fai tilted his head just slight and smiled out his utter lack in culture in his best attempt to smooth it over graciously. "May I ask, what on earth is a 'choko'?"

Of course, it wasn't his fault he didn't know. Sakura and Syaoran came from a world similar to Kurogane's, but Fai's culture and language was entirely different from theirs. In this culture men wore folded dresses and sat on the floor to eat, among many other traditions Fai found incredibly odd. And, of course, Fai did many things the others found odd of him. Though he tended to be singled out and thought of as weird far more often considering he was alone in his own customs. Granted, he certainly was an odd man in his own right. Just not because of those things.
 
Kurogane lowered the bottle down to the table before sitting back again. He gave Fai a deadpan stare for several long seconds after the question was posed. He knew the mage wasn't exactly knowledgeable about the culture of their current hosts, but had no one really said anything? He stifled a grunt. Either the sake was cheap, they were getting a kick out of watching it, or they just plain wanted him drunk. "It's the cup you're supposed to drink from," he answered while plucking the bottle back up.

He properly poured the sake and lifted a choko, his thumb and pointer finger around the rim and the bottom of the cup resting on his middle finger. He lifted it towards Fai before motioning to the other cup. "Hold it like this." He waited until Fai did, then he tapped the cups together. "You don't have to touch the glasses every time," he added before bringing it to his lips.

It was a little sweeter than he expected, but that tingling sensation that puckered his mouth added something delightful to the gentle burn. He tilted his head back to get every last drop, then dropped it back down with a satisfied 'Pwaah~' "Oh yeah. I can definitely count on you to steal the good stuff," he said with a wide grin while pouring another cup.
 
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Fai looked around the table as he was answered. He didn't see any cups. He was utterly baffled, at least until the man started pouring. He watched, and carefully pulled back the sleeve covering his hand in order to be sure he was plucking up the small dish the exact way Kurogane told him to.

Fai was rather polite on the worst of days, and aside from teasing the Hell out of his companion seated near him, did his best not to offend. He certainly wouldn't do anything so brash as to offend someone's heritage.

At least not on purpose.

With a soft giggle, he did mention. "These aren't cups where I come from. These are saucers at best. I might use one to rest a cup upon."

Still, he held his up to be touched and gave a gentle, "Cheers." Though before he drank his own he made sure to watch Kuro again. He wanted to be sure he did it right this time. It seemed simple enough, though. So he sipped his own down happily as well.

He too was surprised at how sweet the wine was. He was sure that with how strong it had smelled it would have been a lovely straight rice wine. He wasn't complaining in the least, though. He could feel I on his tongue and straight down to his stomach how heavy this brew was. The added flavor simply meant it would go down even smoother. That might be a worry for someone else, but for the two of them there would be no problem.

"Oh, lovely," he agreed. His free, sleeved hand pulled up to his cheek to accentuate the dreamy expression that crossed his pretty features over his appreciation. After offering a happy hum to finish that expression, he pressed his 'cup' lightly toward his friend once more and offered him a genuine, cheery smile. "May I have another?"

A realization hit him a moment later and showed up visibly with the happy little, "Ah," he tacked on at the end. "I also brought back snacks. What better way to appreciate a magnificent wine than with delicious snacks? I'm pretty sure I picked out the things you enjoy. I did my best." That smile grew even more cheery as he added the last part, his shoulder rising lightly to nearly meet his cheek as he tilted his head adorably with a soft giggle.
 
Kurogane sipped his sake slower this time, letting it sit on his tongue for a moment before letting it burn a light trail down his throat and into his belly, and quietly groaned. The heat of the alcohol was already trickling into his limbs, leaving him with a pleasant tingle. The first drink or two of good alcohol always gave him that nice little hum, and usually it was rather relaxing. This time, however, that tingling congregated between his legs and reignited the flame that had slightly fizzled in the wake of Fai's near blasphemy. When he lowered the cup, there was the tiniest hint of a flush over the bridge of his nose.

He cursed under his breath. That dreamy expression fit Fai's face far too well, and damn if he didn't want to see it in a much better context. He had to stop himself from offering the mage the 'snack' currently creating a more and more visible bulge. He didn't bother shifting to hide it. "Later," he replied in a gruff voice. He poured his companion a second cup of sake, but didn't give himself another just yet. "You said you've never done anything like that before," he started, failing to hide the low growl in his voice. "So, what have you done, Pretty Boy."
 
He had just turned his attention toward the snacks. He could bring them over with his free hand to offer them up even, but he was denied, so his attention turned back to his companion curiously instead.

His cute little bowl was filled again and he simply couldn't help but happily drain it. With the same slow sip after tipping it toward his friend in thanks once more, he savored the long drink as it burned its way down all over again. Yes, it was certainly too easy to drink with that delicious taste attached. But he was at least savoring those drinks.

Once finished however, he gave that question his full attention. Partly because it was a confusing one considering he was pretty sure he'd already answered it. But mostly because that new nickname sent a happy flutter through his stomach that sprang out over the bridge of his nose again. Or was that the wine?

"What do you mean," he asked far too innocently.
 
This guy was going to be the death of him. That innocent ignorance along with that dusting of pink over Fai's nose caused another harsh jump in his pants. He rolled his hips up oh so slightly, but calmed himself down with a shivering breath through his nose. "What I mean is, you're a creative guy. I'm sure you've done something interesting while you masturbate."
 
The look he received at the response was rather bare as Fai simply tilted his head and quite obviously had just as much trouble contemplating the further explanation. He opened his mouth, as if in attempt to answer, but with nothing there for reference, only a soft "mph," came out once it closed again.

Though he did finally noticed the small tick this time. Kuro's need to roll his hips had pretty blue eyes traveling down and re-establishing that issue the poor man was suffering. Well, he didn't quite realise how much he might be suffering considering how good it had felt for him. He did notice, though, that it was straining hard against the fabric of his hakima, and that it was wet now for some reason.

It caused just a little warmth to creep up his neck and into his face. Moreso, to creep straight down between his legs and force him to wiggle lightly in his rather openly seated position.

He couldn't help but wonder if it felt as good for him as it had for himself, absent mindedly tucking a bit of his lip between his teeth and kneading at it lightly as he contemplated, while he found the words to answer his friend's continued line of questioning honestly. After all, it had been one that Fai had started himself. "I don't know what that is."
 
That confusion on Fai's face sent a shudder up and down his spine. Could the wizard really be so oblivious? He didn't have time to think, because he watched those pretty blue eyes shift down, and he knew exactly what his partner was looking at. He couldn't help but lower his right leg a bit to give Fai a much better view of his straining need. Kurogane swiped his tongue quickly over his lower lip and surpressed a growl at the perfect picture the blonde was making.

Fai was flushing brightly, and Kurogane raked his gaze over the wiggling form. His dick lurched in his pants when his eyes fell on that exposed thigh. With the way Fai was sitting and shifting from side to side, the fabric kept sliding up and down, threatening to show more of that delicious body. And that answer hit him like a kick to the gut. The wet patch got a bit larger.

There was no way. Absolutely no way a fully grown man hasn't gotten himself off before. He scolded his own libido for getting so excited. There just had to be a different word for it in Fai's dimension. He just had to elaborate. "It's what I did, but on yourself."
 
Fortunately for the strain in Fai's groin he was distracted from Kuro's issue once again, as he turned a confused look on the man once again. "I told you already," he informed him with a giggle. "I haven't done anything like this."

This time Fai's response was followed up with that smile of his that Kurogane usually found so irritating as he leaned closer as he usually did to tease. Because it came with a tease that could really be true or false with the way he said it... At least to his booze soaked brain.

"For over a century I've never felt the need or want. You should feel special, Kuro-rin."

Under any other circumstance when Fai teased like this it was impossible to tell whether he was being genuine or not. And, of course, that was obviously his goal in doing so. But given the context... Well.
 
Those words said with that giggle caused a hard pulse in his groin. He grit his teeth with a low growl as Fai drew closer to him. The bastard was trying to toy with him, but annoyance was not what it brought to mind. Oh no, not when the movement exposed so much more skin to his wandering eyes. Not when he was in perfect grabbing distance, not when he could easily throw him onto his back and...

A fucking century?!
Fai was too close for Kurogane to hide his pained keen. The hard punt of arousal felt like kick to the gut. For a hundred years Fai hadn't gotten off, and he was the one to end that disturbingly long denial. He was the one to work out every drop of his first orgasm, and he'd licked up every damn bit!

That orgasm he'd held back before returned with a vengance. His balls pulled tight to his body, and he tensed up in preperation to shoot. "Damn it!" He hissed. He curled slightly and grabbed the base of his cock through his pants and squeezed. It hurt like a bitch! And the sticky mess of precum grew as his shaft sputtered, but there was no way in hell he was going to lose it in his pants now!

It only took a few seconds for his orgasm to pull back, but to Kurogane it felt much longer. Carefully, he removed his now damp hand from his covered crotch. His clean hand lifted to his forehead as he tilted his head back with another groan. "Fuck, Fai." He puffed. "Touch me too."
 
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