Title: appreciation
Rating: E
Fandom: Sakura Wars
Relationship: Kamiyama Seijuro/Shiba Reiji
Wordcount: 1208
Short summary: Seijuro wanted to do something with Reiji. It turned out he needed to do something for Reiji to show his appreciation.
Finally a short, two-day break, after two months of training and performances. Seijuro wanted to take advantage of the fact that all the others were out to do something with Reiji, but with Reiji’s oil stink, they ended up in the bath again. Except with some alcohol since no one could come in to bother them.
And this was still good; it’d been a few months since they spent extended time in the bath like this. Seijuro took the opportunity to lightly massage Reiji’s shoulders, which was more of an excuse to be close and touch Reiji than for any medical treatment. Meanwhile Reiji drained another cup of sake.
“Ah! That’s good…” Reiji slammed the cup down on the tray, causing it to tilt dangerously on the water.
“Is that number 3?” Seijuro furrowed his brow. He hadn’t drunk much so far, maybe 5 cups total, so seeing 3 empty bottles between the two of them was concerning. “You should probably stop.”
“Nah…” Reiji shook his head as he leaned into Seijuro’s touch.
Seijuro sighed. “You’ll get drunk.”
“Don’t care.”
“Reiji.” Concerned by Reiji’s melancholic response, Seijuro’s hand pressed against the side of Reiji’s face and turned it towards his. Reiji’s cheeks were flushed, and when Seijuro closed the distance to capture Reiji’s lips, Reiji’s response was slow. Seijuro’s tongue plundered Reiji’s mouth without abandon, tasting all the alcohol on Reiji’s tongue.
“You’re already drunk. Time to get out.”
Reiji grumbled. “Don’t wanna.”
“You’ll drown.”
“But this is all I got.”
Seijuro sighed once more as Reiji planted a sloppy kiss on Seijuro’s neck. “No it isn’t. Ask me for more. I’ll give it to you.”
This was always the problem. Even now Reiji was bad at moderation, at taking care of himself. He also still thought of himself as “less” than Seijuro even though their work relationship shouldn’t define their personal relationship. Or maybe the fact that Reiji had pined for Seijuro for years before Seijuro realized it was partly to blame, even if once they got started with intimacy, Reiji had no problem and did not hold back…
Seijuro found himself dragging his drunk Reiji out of the bath as he pondered what he could do, what he could give Reiji right now to fix the mood.
“You’re too drunk right now for anything.” Seijuro grumbled. “And stop licking me.”
“What?” Reiji protested as Seijuro dressed them both in robes. He’d come back later to clean up the empty sake bottles and cups from the bath, but first he was going to have Reiji sit down. This wasn’t going to be the most comfortable position for either of them, but it would have to do.
“Stay still.”
“Hey… you’re gonna…?” Reiji’s eyes widened as Seijuro kneeled on the ground and parted the robe so that it no longer covered Reiji’s front, including Reiji’s cock.
“Sorry if I’m not very good at this,” Seijuro murmured before moving his face towards Reiji’s cock.
“As long as you don’t… ah!”
Reiji appeared completely surprised by Seijuro’s use of tongue on the tip of his cock. Seijuro had never offered to perform oral and Reiji had never asked. But tonight Seijuro needed to take Reiji’s cock in his mouth instead of in his hand. Not because it would be something new between them, but because he wanted to worship Reiji this way, on his knees. Plus, with Reiji being drunk, Reiji probably wouldn’t be as picky if Seijuro wasn’t so good at it…
Seijuro knew the general methods from a secret reading of erotic literature back in his school days. Sure, often it depicted a woman giving such pleasure to a man, but the mechanics would be the same regardless of the gender of the giver, right? Licking the tip and the side all the way to the base. Sucking up and down. Keeping teeth in check. Sometimes accompanied with fingers stimulating the shaft…
“This all… you know… ah… ha…”
Reiji’s words sounded like gibberish, but that wasn’t important right now. It wasn’t the content but rather the delivery that Seijuro noted as he moved his mouth up and down Reiji’s cock. The hitch of breath, the pants, the choked sounds, the increase in pitch. Seijuro adjusted how much pressure he sucked with, how fast he moved his mouth up and down the length of Reiji’s cock, based on those sounds.
“Nn… gh… ngh… Sei… nn… close…”
“I got you.” Seijuro could feel how much Reiji’s cock had swollen under his ministrations. A sneak peek upward confirmed Reiji’s whole body was flush with heat. A warmth spread throughout Seijuro’s chest, a pride at making his partner feel good. The idea of doing this again another time, maybe with Reiji more sober, came to mind, but first…
“Nnghh!”
Seijuro had prepared to take Reiji’s cum in his mouth, but the speed and volume of the ejection still took him by surprise. He pulled his mouth off quickly to make sure he didn’t choke, resulting in some of the cum dripping out of his mouth. God, how come Reiji had so much coming out? Perhaps he hadn’t been…
“My bad…”
“Nothing to apologize for.” Seijuro cut off Reiji’s apology. In a split second he decided that the sleeve of his robe would have to do as there was no handkerchief nearby. “Did it feel good?”
“Of course!”
“Then I’m glad.” It was nice to hear such an unbridled jubilant shout. “Was that enough of a reward for my neglected-feeling partner?”
“Hmm…” Reiji hummed. “Thanks…”
Well, it wasn’t a direct answer to Seijuro’s question, but the satisfied relaxed expression was all Seijuro needed to see. He looked for Reiji’s underpants – ah, they were in the basket – and pulled them up over Reiji’s cock. He then straightened up Reiji’s robe.
“Ask me to do it again,” Seijuro murmured as he pressed a light kiss against Reiji’s lips, “once you’ve had a good rest.” He stood up to properly put on his own underpants. “But first, let us get to a bed.”
“Does that mean…”
“If you stay awake.”
Seijuro wasn’t sure if Reiji would be able to walk the whole way to Seijuro’s quarters, let alone be up for more intimacy. Of course if Reiji was awake still and wanted to fuck him, Seijuro would gladly take it. But likely they would engage in that in the morning.
And Seijuro was proven right when Reiji’s head drooped onto his shoulder before the elevator made it to the main floor. So Seijuro was stuck maneuvering a now sleepy Reiji out of the elevator to his room and lying Reiji onto the bed.
“Night, Sei…”
Reiji at least managed a good night before closing his eyes. Seijuro smiled as he watched the rhythmic rise and fall of Reiji’s chest signaling sleep. Then he turned away to make his exit. He needed to clean up the bathhouse of course, as well as the sleeve of his robe, and then he could join Reiji in bed. It was only a little inconvenience, but compared to how much Reiji often had to do… The least Seijuro could do was take care of everything to close out tonight.
But first, a quick kiss to Reiji’s forehead. “Goodnight, Reiji... my love…”