Part II

To Tatsumi the world moved in slow motion. All sounds dulled and all sensory stimulation went unnoticed so nothing was left except the feeling of Watari’s lips against his own and the feeling of Watari’s hands weaving themselves into his hair combined with the sound of soft moans.

As Watari pulled away Tatsumi slowly opened his eyes. He looked directly into Watari’s amber eyes that were filled with so many emotions. He tried to define what those emotions were and recognized several of them. Happiness, love and desire, but also uncertainty and insecurity. Tatsumi smiled and pulled Watari closer to kiss him again in order to make him know that he hadn’t done anything wrong. It felt as if Watari melted in his arms. Tatsumi wrapped his arms around the blond doctor and pulled him even closer so he was now being straddled by him.

When they broke apart Watari let out a little happy sigh and looked almost shyly at Tatsumi. Tatsumi let out a small happy laugh and tenderly caressed Watari’s cheek.

“Why...how did you know?” Tatsumi couldn’t resist asking.

“I’ve caught you staring at me.” Watari replied, leaning forward and whispering in Tatsumi’s ear. “No matter when I looked at you, you would be looking right at me. I waited a little while for you to make the first move, but nothing happened. The way you looked at me before...it made me find the necessary courage.”

Tatsumi’s eyes widened in surprise. “How did I look at you? Was I really that obvious?”

Watari smiled widely before saying, "Your eyes looked like they were popping out of your head!" He then broke into a fit of laughter, which Tatsumi couldn't help but join in, laughing loudly along with him.

After the laughter subsided they both smiled and looked into each others eyes. The mood changed noticeably and Tatsumi suddenly became very nervous. Watari began to fidget and looked like he would get up so Tatsumi held him closer and swallowing nervously he brought his lips to Watari’s. The kiss turned from silently desperate to almost violently passionate in mere seconds.

Watari grabbed a firm hold of the collar of Tatsumi’s jacket and roughly tried to pull him even closer. Tatsumi let his hands slide first to Watari’s shoulders, then down his back and he finally gathered enough courage to gently let them slide under the labcoat and across his rear. Watari responded with a loud moan that went straight to Tatsumi’s groin. Overcoming this one obstacle made everything much easier. Since Watari had responded so positively to something this intimate, Tatsumi had no qualms about taking things even further.

Tatsumi pulled his lips away from Watari’s mouth and instead he began to place small kisses along his jaw line and down to his throat. Here and there he delivered small bites and then lovingly licked them in apology. For each bite Watari’s moans would increase in volume, something that made Tatsumi more and more crazy with need.

Watari began to loosen Tatsumi’s tie and Tatsumi responded by trying to remove the ever-present white labcoat all the while never breaking the passionate kiss they were currently engaged in. After the removal of these clothing articles they boldly began the removal of some other unwanted items. It had gradually become darker out as they had kissed and talked and now it was so dark and the chance that someone would pass by was almost slim to none in this part of Meifu, so they felt that they could safely proceed.

A green turtleneck and a brown jacket quickly fell to the ground and were soon followed by another black turtleneck and a brown shirt. Impatient hands wandered over exposed chests and down to work on buttons and zippers. To speed things up Watari broke the kiss and stood up so he could remove his pants, but his hands were batted away.

Sending a wickedly sexy look Watari’s way, Tatsumi started on the removal of the doctors black pants, doing so slowly enough to tease, but still only as slowly as he himself could stand. He could see Watari begin to fidget, trying desperately to be patient and to make a form of amends he leaned forward and began making wet patterns on Watari’s stomach with his tongue.

Sticking his tongue into Watari’s navel rewarded him with another moan, this one deep and sultry. Suddenly Tatsumi couldn’t wait to get Watari’s pants of and almost ripped them from his body in his hurry. Watari made some rather funny almost dance-like movements trying to hold on to Tatsumi so he could continue receiving the wonderful treatment, while also removing his shoes as well. Reluctantly he had to let go and quickly bent down so he could remove the offending items. Just as he stood up again the moon peeped out from its hiding place behind a cloud and it let its rays caress his body in intricate patterns.

Tatsumi couldn’t conceal a gasp of surprise as he was finally able to see exactly how beautiful Watari was in all his naked glory.

He let his eyes roam everywhere as he tried to drink in every detail. Watari was slender and graceful, yet had a rather muscular chest and shoulders. He realized that he was staring and lifted his head to look at Watari’s face, hoping that he wouldn’t see disapproval or anger in the beautiful man’s eyes. What he *did* see was shyness and a small blush, since Watari was a bit embarrassed by all the attention he had suddenly received.

The mood had changed again and Tatsumi was not pleased. He wanted the passion they had shared just moments before to reappear and now was not soon enough. That’s when an idea struck him.

Concentrating and muttering a few words made the shadows brought on by the moonlight begin to move. First they made some random patterns almost like trees swaying in the wind, but then they slowly moved closer. At first Watari looked a little concerned, but one look at Tatsumi told him that everything was okay.

The shadows slid towards Watari and made a circle formation around him. Then long tentacles of darkness began to caress their way over his body as the shadows moved even closer until he was almost covered by them.

Watari could feel them. They were like the caress of a light breeze at first, but they slowly gained more substance until they felt as solid as hands. They softly lifted him from the ground and began a slow dance all the while continuing to caress him. He closed his eyes for a moment enjoying the sensations flooding through his body, but seconds later he opened them widely in surprise as he felt a warm body against him.

Tatsumi snaked his arms around Watari’s waist and placed small kisses on his chest and throat. He then made the shadows slowly lift Watari higher so he could trail his lips and tongue lower. Watari let himself be lifted and his head fell backwards as he closed his eyes in pleasure. However his eyes snapped open and a loud gasp escaped him when with no previous warning he felt something warm and wet surround his cock.

Tatsumi enjoyed Watari’s wonderful texture and taste, but he wanted more. For a few seconds he removed his mouth from Watari’s cock and quickly wet two fingers. He opened his mouth and took Watari in once again and then let his fingers slide slowly towards Watari’s entrance, so as to not frighten him and also so Watari could have time to object. However no objections were made and he began to gently circle the opening.

“Tatsumi...tube...pocket...please...” Watari said, desperation tingeing his voice.

Tatsumi looked around frantically to see what he meant and his eyes fell on the white labcoat. He concentrated slightly and a tentacle began to form in the shadows. It shot out, getting a grip on and tossing the coat towards Tatsumi who caught it. Tatsumi quickly searched the pockets and after sifting through a bunch of odd items - some that he recognized and a lot that he didn’t - he found a small tube of hand lotion. He spent two seconds wondering what use Watari would have for that, but decided that it wasn’t important at the moment and that he could ask later.

He looked up at Watari for permission to continue and found it.

Concentrating, Tatsumi made the shadows lift Watari and they gently moved him to a horizontal position so Tatsumi could get easier access. Tatsumi himself was lowered down so he was now standing on the ground.

Tatsumi covered his fingers with a generous amount of the lotion and started preparing Watari for what would follow next.  With the moans and pleading noises Watari made he found it difficult concentrating on his task, but after a short while he was certain that Watari was prepared enough that he wouldn’t hurt him. He quickly covered himself with some of the lotion, then looked up and felt himself freeze for a second.

The way Watari was lying there, being held by the shadows that were roaming over his body, he looked absolutely stunning. Red tinted cheeks, open mouth and eyes burning with desire Watari looked almost wanton and it took Tatsumi’s breath away.

“Tatsumi...please!” Watari begged, not able to wait any longer.

Tatsumi readily positioned himself, not capable of resisting Watari’s plead nor wanting too.

As Tatsumi entered Watari he could hear his own heart beating wildly and he couldn’t stop his hands from shaking. This was what he’d dreamed of. This was the real thing, not some fantasy. His fantasies didn’t even come close to what it was actually like.

He started out slow, making long, deep strokes, but with Watari’s screams and pleads for more ringing in his ears he couldn’t keep the slow pace. He grabbed a firm hold of Watari’s hips and began to pound into him roughly.

Watari arched his back and spread his arms to the side, the shadows supporting him. He was switching between moaning and screaming Tatsumi’s name, totally lost in the sensations of Tatsumi taking him and the shadows caressing and stroking him.

Tatsumi could feel that he was close and tried to hold back, not wanting to take his own pleasure before Watari. He made the shadows reach out and take a firm hold of Watari’s cock. They began a stroking movement that matched the rhythm of his own frantic thrusts.

After a few moments Watari let out a loud cry as he came, white fluid splattering all over his chest and stomach.

Tatsumi finally relinquished his control and came almost violently, digging his fingers into Watari’s hips hard enough to bruise.

They stayed like they were for a few moments to catch their breath, then Tatsumi placed his arms around Watari’s waist, gently raising his lover into his arms. Watari’s legs snaked around Tatsumi’s hips and held on tight so he could hold himself close to the dark-haired man.

They shared a gentle kiss before they looked into each others eyes.

“Neat trick.” Watari said smiling as the shadows slowly dissolved around them.

Author: Did I write this? ::BLUSH:: Well, I always figured that my first fic would be a lemon, I just didn’t figure that I’d blush this much while writing it. R&R onegai. ^_^

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