What if... I don't want to care
Ok, what did he do now? Alex looked between the three pairs of eyes that were watching him. "Nani? What?"
"Stop waving your chopsticks around and for goodness sake don't stick them in the rice when you are not using them," Kato said and picked up a piece of sushi. "Its shows that you don't have any manners." He put the sushi in his mouth and chewed it.
"And please stop slouching," Miko added, his back straight as if he had a steel pole instead of the spine.
Alex eyed him, straightened his posture and sighed.
"You can go eat in the kitchen, if you want." David's eyes were sympathetic and warm. "I have a few forks there and there wouldn't be any Japanese threatening to beat you to death with chopsticks."
The gaze Kato send Alex said that he wouldn't like that, so Alex shook his head. "It's alright." He could endure Kato's bad mood and Miko's judging eyes… somehow.
"Maybe this would help." David lifted a blue transparent bottle he had at his side, poured its contents into a clay cup and passed to Alex.
Alex took it, sniffed it and carefully took a sip. It was slightly sour and somehow fruity, not a taste he was fond of, but it was alcohol and just what he needed. In two big gulps the cup was empty and with his eyes all big and shiny he reached out with the cup for David to pour him more. "What is it?"
"I make it myself," David proudly announced before he filled Alex's cup. "It's a fruits soaked in sake."
"You're going to get drunk." A frown decorated Kato's forehead.
That was the idea, Alex took another swing and he licked his lips; with the second cup the stuff tasted even better and then the third, the third one was really delicious, it slipped so easily down his throat.
At the fourth cup Alex was pleasantly tipsy; with the exception of the blue bottle and a few empty cups, the table was clear; and Kato's ugly looks and the disapproval that was obvious on Miko's face didn't mattered anymore. Just a few glasses more and maybe the fact that Kato was going to spend the night elsewhere wouldn't matter either. He pushed his empty cup toward David and looked at him expectantly.
Kato reached over the table and put his palm over the cup. "He's had enough."
"I'm not drunk." Alex pushed Kato's hand away. He was a little intoxicated, enough that he wouldn't trust himself with operating heavy machinery, but he would still have been able to walk a straight line.
"Alex, maybe Kato's right." David pulled the bottle back on his side.
"You shouldn't have given it to him in the first place." Miko rearranged the folds on his dark blue kimono.
"He's not a small child," David replied.
Alex nodded. He'd been all grown up for quite some time now and if he wanted to drink, he'd drink.
"Look at him, he looks like a lost puppy or nest-less bird, so vulnerable and you are giving him alcohol."
"He's more a puppy than a bird, so don't get him angry, he can growl and maybe even bite." Kato stood up, went around the table and offered a hand to Alex. "C'mon, Kukki, let's get you into bed."
"I'm not sleepy." Alex had no intention to take Kato's hand, so why was his hand reaching out? "I'm not even tired," and his fingers grabbed it.
"I know." Kato pulled him up.
Oh. Redness dusted the bridge of Alex's nose and something in his lower regions twitched with interest. Had Kato's mood improved?
"It's just a figure of speech." Kato intertwined their fingers. "I'm taking you into your room before David here gets you completely wasted and you make a fool of yourself and with that me."
Oh. Alex's shoulders slumped. He looked over his shoulder and eyed the blue bottle. After David's encouraged smile and a wink he reached out with his free hand, grabbed the blue bottle from the table and held it close to his side.
"David, I saw that," Miko's voice was like a cold rain.
"Alex, put that back." Kato tugged on Alex's hand.
Alex pressed the bottle more tightly against his body and shook his head.
"Let him be; if he wants it, he can have it." David stood up and patted Alex's shoulder.
"Stop encouraging him." Miko stood up, too, and with small steps he floated toward David. With an elegant swing of fabric, he hooked his arm around David's and leaned his side on him.
Alex gave a small smile to David before he looked in Kato direction, put a big pout on his lips and a pleading expression in his eyes, and hoped it would work even on the frowning Kato.
"Ok, you can have it." Kato rubbed his forehead. He started to walk toward the door and he pulled Alex behind him. "Oyasuminasai, good night."
"Oyasuminasai."
"Good night." Alex would wave, but his hands were occupied, he pranced alongside Kato. "Where's my room?"
"Hmm?" They were already in their hallway and only a few steps away from Kato's room.
"You said you're taking me to my room."
"I meant my room, it's your room, too." Kato opened his room's door. As soon as they were through and the door closed behind them, their hands slipped apart.
"Of course." Alex went toward the low table. He put the bottle on it and sat on the floor totally ignoring the chairs.
"It is." Kato went toward the cabinet in the left niche and from the lower part of it he pulled out a glass. He put it on the table beside the bottle and then ran his fingers through Alex's hair, tugging at the ribbon that held Alex's hair in a low ponytail. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Stop being angry at me." Alex looked up, his eyes sliding over the unblemished skin exposed between the edges of Kato's red kimono. He licked his lips, diverted his gaze and occupied his hands with pouring himself a drink before his brains get some stupid ideas, like to reach out with his hand, go under that fabric and touch that skin.
"I'm not angry at you."
"Then why are you being a bitch?" Alex's fingers were wrapped tightly around the glass. "I don't understand," he hated the way his voice became high and he tried to hide it by taking a sip.
"Somebody is being cheeky." Kato's fingers were massaging Alex's scalp. "Am I a bitch to you now?"
"No, but you were a moment ago." Alex put the glass back on the table, his eyes focused on the wet circle on the table. "I don't understand that either; one moment you are angry at me and the next you are all nice." He looked up, his cheeks warm and slightly pink from the alcohol he consumed. What should I do for you to be nice all the time?
"You are right." Kato's gaze was intense on Alex. "I have been a bastard to you, snapping at you."
Alex looked sideways. In his addled brain he thought that Kato might use this chance and confide in him about his parents, about David, about Shoji… not that it would make Kato's swing moods right or that it would hurt less when Kato's sharp tone hit him. Well, he could somehow understand Kato's behaviour; he had his reminiscence… it was just he would like to know more. "You weren't insulting or anything and it's not like you didn't do it on purpose."
"But I did, Kukki, I did." Kato tugged on Alex's hair, forcing him to look up. "Sometimes I just want to shake you up. You are always so collected and obedient, and I just-I want to see that fire that you are hiding beneath."
Alex blinked, his blue eyes big on his face. Kato was supposed to be melancholy and all gloomy because around this time he had losthis family and his home. And he was standing here blabbing something about fire.
He titled his head; maybe he should show him fire. Yeah, he should, he should show him.
Kato's fingers slowly slid out from Alex's hair. "You never initiative-"
Alex wrapped his fingers around Kato's wrist and tugged him down. And maybe just this once, he should take what he wanted, too.
"What?" Kato kneeled down beside Alex. The edge of the kimono shirt he was wearing came loose and Alex could see Kato's collarbone and a big part of Kato's torso.
Alex sucked in his bottom lip. It wasn't fair that all he needed was a peek at the man's chest and there was a rush of blood running into his southern parts, and the knowledge that something was happening down there coloured his cheeks tomato red. Quickly, before he could change his mind and before the buzz of alcohol in his system died down, he took a big breath and climbed onto Kato's lap, causing Kato to tumble down on his ass. Yeah, lets show him fire.
He hooked his arm around Kato's neck and pressed his lips against Kato's. His tongue darted out into Kato's slightly divided mouth, and he twirled and slid it against Kato's. He even dominated the kiss for about three second, that's how long it took Kato to recover from the surprise.
Kato clasped his arms around Alex's waist and with a palm on Alex's back he pressed him closer.
Alex moaned into Kato's mouth and his hands clawed at Kato's back. He cursed the fabric that kept him away from Kato's body, away from that smooth, warm skin that sent a series of small shivers through his body whenever he came in contact with it. Then he rembered that the front side of Kato's shirt is wide open.
The kiss ended and Kato's hands were moving up and down on Alex's back. "If this is a result of drinking, maybe I should let you get drunk more often."
"I'm not drunk, I'm pleasantly tipsy." Alex straddled Kato, his fingers working on Kato's sash. He needed to get that damn Kimono shirt off Kato and that damn knot wasn't budging. A soft whimper of annoyance left his mouth.
"Whatever you are, I like it." Kato's fingers came to the rescue and in the next second, the sash was untied and Kato's kimono shirt was on the floor beside them.
Alex splayed his fingers across Kato's chest, he marvelled at the perfection of hard muscles and soft skin. He leaned closer, and darted out his tongue, licking and nibbling Kato's chest, playing as ifKato's body was his favourite playground, which of course it was.
Kato's breathing became laboured and fast, and his hands slipped under the waistband of Alex's pants, massaging and kneading his firm buttocks.
Alex's palms travelled down Kato's torso. His fingers untied the narrow ribbon that held comfortable baggy pants on Kato's hips, he went underneath them and he released Kato's arousal from its confinement.
He wrapped his hand around it; it was hot, hard and pulsing under his touch. He had never held Kato in his hand before and it made him dizzy with power, like he was the one in control. He looked under his eyelashes at Kato, which of course was nothing more than an illusion.
"Are you preparing to fuck me?" Kato's hands slid on Alex's hips.
Alex's hand stilled and he could hear his heart throbbing into his ears. He eyes opened wide. "N…No."
"You can, you know." Kato's hand was now on Alex's erection, the thumb drawing circles on the head, smearing the drops of pre-cum.
"I can?" Alex moistened his swollen lips.
"If you want to." Kato pressed a soft kiss on Alex's lips.
"Can I take a rain check?" The image of Kato moaning and crying underneath him was very vivid in Alex's mind. He would love to be the one on top, just not now when he was all hot and troubled and when the danger of coming too quick was right around the next corner. He would want to give Kato pleasure, not embarrass himself. He lifted himself, quickly got rid of his pants and boxers, which ended up beside the kimono shirt on the floor. He moved on his shanks and with his fingers wrapped around the root of Kato's erection he positioned himself. He bit his lower lip and started to push down on Kato's cock.
"Anytime- Hey, what are you doing." Kato hand gripped tightly Alex's hip, preventing him from moving. "We have to prepare you."
Alex unfocused glazed eyes looked Kato. "Oh." He blushed, jumped up and run into the bedroom, his erection jutting under his shirt. "Don't move." How the hell did he forget that?
"How could I, with a nice view like that?" Kato leaned back on his elbows. "You are quite sexy running around with your bare ass like that."
Where the hell is that lube? Alex ignored the intensive gaze that followed him, he rummaged through his luggage, there had to be lube in there somewhere. Ah, here it is, his fingers grabbed the familiar tube and as soon it was pulled out, he was running back. He threw himself on Kato, knocking the breath out of him. "I have it." His legs straddled Kato's body and his hands opened the tube.
"I see." Kato chuckled and lifted himself up into a sitting position. With his hand on Alex's back he pressed him close, rubbing their erections together.
Oh, god that felt so good. Alex leaned on Kato's chest. The tube fell from his fingers on the floor and he wrapped his arms around Kato's shoulders. His hips started to move, to press down on the warm body bellow. So good. He was so absorbed in the pleasure that the friction against his groin produced that he didn't notice the withdrawal of Kato's hands.
The wet, slick finger that rubbed Alex's tight ring of muscles surprised Alex and he lost the rhythm in which his groin was sliding against Kato's.
The finger slid in, another quickly added, pressing deep and twisting in search for the sweet spot.
Damn. Alex's back arched, his eyes closed and his teeth bit down on his lip. Another hit on his prostate and his fingernails dug into Kato's shoulders. He opened his blue eyes dark from desire. He needed to feel Kato in him. "I need you. Now."
"You have me." Kato's fingers withdrew and he helped Alex to slowly take him in.
Sweet burn parted Alex's lips in a soft moan and, using Kato's shoulders as a lever he rolled his hips, lowering himself inch by inch until he finally had Kato's erection buried to the root. So full, he felt so wonderfully full.
His eyes found Kato's face; it was twisted in sweet agony and Kato's eyes almost black with desire, and it took his breath away.
Kato's hand lifted, his fingers cupped Alex's jaw, his thumb brushing against Alex's lips. "You are so beautiful."
Liar. Alex divided his lips and took Kato's thumb between them, he sucked on it and his lower muscle squeezed around the intrusion in him, but his eyes never wavered from Kato's face.
"And wicked," Kato hissed and with his free hand travelled over Alex's still clothed back and the curve of Alex's ass, cupping it.
Alex's swirled his tongue around the tip of Kato's thumb and pulled his hips up. He needed to be hit against his sweet spot. He tried different angles until he found the one that brushed against that spot every time he pushed down and soon he was rocking with reckless abandon, trying to fall down harder, faster, soft mews accompanying every one of his descents on Kato's cock. Damn, damn, why couldn't he hit it harder?
Kato's hand moved, leaving Alex's mouth it sneaked under Alex's shirt, rubbing and twisting Alex's nipple between his fingers. "You are so hot", his hips gave a sharp thrust upward, "and tight inside", he leaned closer and licked the outer shell of Alex's ear, " and I love to be in you," he blew over the wet skin, "to be a part of you."
"Kato." He loved to have him in him too, Alex shivered and the rhythm of his descents increased, he could feel sweat running down his spine. He didn't know if it was Kato's husky voice, Kato's touch or maybe both, but the hot ball of desire in his stomach tightened, it reached the highest point; he needed to cum, he needed it bad and he was close, so close. "I need…", his hand went down, his fingers wrapped around his erection and he started to pump it, "I need…"
"My little Kukki." Kato moved his legs and lifted himself on his knees, disrupting Alex's movement. "I know what you need." His mouth hushed Alex's whimpers of protest and with his palms cupping Alex's neck and his forearms on Alex's back holding Alex's tightly against him, he pushed them down. He started to pound into Alex, his thrust long, fast and relentless, his mouth swallowing Alex's moans and throaty gasps.
Alex couldn't do anything more than to flex his lower body, his legs jerked with the quick movement of Kato's hips and he turned his head away from Kato, ending the kiss. "Please, Kato. I need, I need…"
"I know, Kukki, I know." Kato added a twist of hips to his strokes, hitting Alex's gland hard.
Oh hell, that was wonderful. Alex's head lolled back, his eyes rolled back and his toes curled. He wanted more and he wanted now. "Please. Please. Harder."
A few strokes at Alex's prostate followed and orgasm hit him, a hundred sparks behind his eyelids and his body clenched around the cock deep inside him.
Kato touched cheek against Alex's, his breath hot against Alex's ear, pressed Alex's body down hard, slammed into him hard and fast once, twice and then with a silent cry on his lips emptied himself deep inside Alex and collapsed on the body bellow him.
Alex's lungs draw in the breath in big gulps, his heartbeat and body slowly calming down. He titled his head, his nose brushing against Kato's damp cheek and he tried to free his arms from the prison on their bodies.
Kato pulled out of Alex and rolled down off Alex on his side, he pulled pants over his groin and tucked his arms underneath his head.
"You forgot to put on the condom."
"You didn't bring one." Kato's free hand reached out and he tugged on Alex's shirt, pulling him closer. "And you know that I'm good, you have seen my medical exam and I have seen yours, so it's ok."
But it wasn't ok, because his body had never had somebody's cum inside it and now he could feel it in the wetness in the crack of his ass and it made him feel possessed, marked. He didn't like that feeling, not even from Kato; or maybe because it was from Kato, because he was possessed by Kato enough already. He turned his head away and tried to gather enough strength to move his body that was splayed on the floor.
"Alex?" Kato was kneeling between Alex's legs, his hands got hold of Alex's shoulders and he pulled him up.
"I need a drink." Alex leaned on Kato's chest for a moment and then used Kato's shoulder to pull himself up onto his feet. "And a shower." He wobbled toward the table, grabbed the blue liquor bottle and then directed his step toward the bathroom.
"Alex?" Kato was right behind Alex, his fingers grabbed Alex's shoulder and stopped his progress. "What's the matter?"
Alex could hear the 'now" at the end of the sentence, which wasn't added but was so obviously there. He turned on his heel. "It's not ok."
"What's not ok?"
"You were at the medical exam one month and a half ago; how can I be sure you haven't picked up something along the way?"
"What are you talking about? For this last half of the year I haven't had sex with anybody except you."
Alex's heart missed a beat. Kato was faithful to him?
No, that wasn't true; Kato probably just couldn't find anybody so conveniently near and willing as him. "Ok, how can you be sure I didn't pick up something?"
"You let somebody fuck you? Who? When? I told you, you are mine!" Kato's fingers grabbed Alex's upper arm and his nails dug in the fabric. "Who fucked you?"
"You. Only you.". Alex tore his arm from Kato's hold. "I'm just making the point that you can never know, that protection is always the best choice." He tugged his shirt down over his ass, he tried to wipe up the wetness between his legs, but the shirt was too short. "Not to mention more cleanly."
"Is that what's bothering you?" Kato wrapped his arms around a reluctant Alex. He turned him around and pushed him toward the bathroom. "Let's get you clean then."
"Oh," Alex, with a narrow line for his mouth, glared at Kato, "are you going to clean your mess?"
"You had your hand in it, too." Kato chuckled and closed the bedroom door behind them. He wrestled the bottle out from Alex's hand and put it on the counter. "So stop sulking."
"I don't want to. Beside you wanted a fire, didn't you?" Alex pulled his shirt off and stepped into the shower. "And why are you in such a good mood all of a sudden?"
"I'm always in a good mood after sex." Kato undressed too and stepped behind Alex. "You should know that by now."
Yes, he should. Alex sighed and surrendered his body to Kato's warm, soaped hands. Maybe he should try to enjoy Kato's attention before Kato decided that that was all for the night, and he would go to David and Miko as he'd said earlier. He bit his lip, he looked down and trying to ignore anxiety that was about to swallow him. He watched how the water swirled and vanished into the drain.