Title: taking care
Rating: E
Fandom: Lkyt.
Relationship: Takeru/Tasuku
Wordcount: 1608
Short summary: Tasuku is overjoyed when he receives a second visitor, especially when it is Takeru. Takeru can’t spare too much time but enough to help Tasuku out greatly.
“Takeru-sama!”
Having a second visitor in one day is already enough to lift Tasuku’s spirits but for said visitor this time to be Takeru makes Tasuku feel overjoyed, since it had been a few days since their last time together, and that last time Takeru had…
Takeru smiles warmly. “Good afternoon, Tasuku. You seem to be in good spirits.”
“I am!” Tasuku can’t keep the grin off his face. “Mother and Fuuka were able to visit. But…” Tasuku pauses, biting his lip. “I am somewhat bored of just lying around.”
Takeru’s smile disappears. “You still must take care. Even if you feel healthy.”
“I know.”
Tasuku shifts in the bed, his limbs unable to keep still. He knows he sounds like a child with his complaints. He understands that the Mother Essence inside his body is likely being suppressed by his own life energy, at least if the guess he had made from his father’s clues is true. Regardless, Towa is still in recovery sleep. It would be best not to do anything dangerous until Towa is awake and can properly assess the situation.
“Still, I can tell that you are restless.” Takeru places a hand gently on top of Tasuku’s head. “Perhaps I can do something about that, although I cannot spare much time.”
“You can?” Tasuku smiles at the idea of Takeru helping to burn off some of this excess energy. “If you are up for it…”
Tasuku blushes as he thinks of too many things he would like to ask of Takeru. He is just… in very high spirits right now. He is up for anything, as long as it involves Takeru touching him and him touching Takeru in a passionate way…
“I will be with you.”
Takeru smiles and proceeds to lower himself to the bed, to cage Tasuku’s body with his own. The way Takeru’s body presses into Tasuku’s reminds Tasuku of that time on the pass, but only vaguely. At that time their passions had exploded rather violently, with the kisses and the caresses being rough and forceful. This time their mouths meet first in a simple press of lips against lips. The sweetness of the kiss makes Tasuku’s body warm, as if Takeru is a comfortable blanket on top.
But of course Tasuku does not want to sleep more. No, he has spent enough time sleeping. He wants to give and take with Takeru, to feel excitement. His hands land on Takeru’s neck to pull Takeru’s face closer, and his tongue slides in between Takeru’s lips to push its way around, to probe the inside of Takeru’s mouth, touch teeth, play with the other tongue. Takeru responds in turn by pressing his hands into Tasuku’s shoulders and sliding his hips against Tasuku’s.
The friction is both distracting, allowing Takeru’s tongue to slip into Tasuku’s mouth, and complimentary, fueling Tasuku’s passion. He sucks on the tongue that has entered his mouth as if it were something to devour. One of Tasuku’s hands slips from Takeru’s neck down Takeru’s back, over the smooth cloth toward the sash that keeps Takeru’s robes closed. His hand moves past the sash briefly, to press against Takeru’s behind, before sliding off Takeru’s body. There’s something else Tasuku wants to do, something else complimentary but beyond passionate kissing.
Takeru moans out something as he pushes his body up, separating their lips. His hands move from Tasuku’s shoulders to his own sash instead, to undo it. Tasuku finds himself doing the same. Once loosened, Tasuku pushes away the green cloth and begins to remove his fundoshi.
“Stay.”
“Huh?”
Tasuku pauses, his hands still at his sides, his cock half-exposed to the air. He looks at Takeru in confusion.
“Lay down. I will be on top of you once more.”
“But…”
Even if Tasuku had enjoyed the previous experience, and Takeru had eventually experienced great pleasure too, the act seemed hard on Takeru. But more than that, Tasuku wants to try something different and new. If he has to lay down still… maybe they could do it on their sides?
Tasuku lays down on his left side. He pats the space in front of him lightly. Takeru blinks a few times before nodding.
“I see. You will take me from behind.”
Takeru finishes stripping off his clothes and fundoshi completely. He searches for a vial of oil that he hands to Tasuku before finally laying down in front of Tasuku, gloriously naked and ready for Tasuku to touch.
Tasuku takes full advantage of this, pressing his mouth against the skin of Takeru’s upper back while his right hand, coated in the oil, works to loosen Takeru’s entrance and his left hand plays with Takeru’s cock. He takes his time working Takeru open until his fingers reach the pleasure spot inside Takeru. By then Takeru’s cock has started to leak; Tasuku playfully smears it over the tip causing Takeru to grumble.
“I’m entering now.”
Tasuku knows Takeru hasn’t said anything partly because he wants Tasuku to operate at his own pace and partly to keep from exciting Tasuku even further. Such a principled man, to worry about Tasuku’s energy levels so much to deny himself gratification… Of course this is something Tasuku loves about Takeru, but…
But he still wants to hear Takeru moan loudly when he grabs hold onto Takeru’s hip and thrusts into Takeru’s hole. He wants to hear Takeru moan and pant, wants to see Takeru throw his head back, wants to smell and taste Takeru’s sweat on his skin, wants to feel Takeru’s insides clench around his cock as if taking it, inviting it in. He wants Takeru to express sexual pleasure with all senses and he wants to be the one who causes it, who witnesses it, who will get to remember it. This is a side of Takeru that is only reserved for Tasuku, and there could be no greater honor. No wealth or glory could surpass this, the joy and satisfaction from being in harmony with each other, both in the crescendo and the lingering pleasure that follows the peak.
Tasuku starts slowly, pushing his cock in only partway as he adjusts the angle. Meanwhile Takeru keeps his breathing even, trying to stay relaxed as Tasuku figures things out. Shifting a bit lower, Tasuku finds… oh, this seems good. Tasuku pushes in the rest of the way while observing every single one of Takeru’s reactions. Takeru has now grabbed hold of the sheet that covers the bed, bunching up the material with his hands. He lets out a quiet but extended moan as Tasuku’s cock reaches deeper and deeper, until it is fully enveloped.
“Does this feel good?”
Takeru grunts. “Tasuku… continue”
Tasuku happily obliges. The friction that’s generated when Tasuku thrusts feels so good to Tasuku, his cock coming alive inside Takeru’s heat. Seeing Takeru’s cock also swell from his actions only spurs Tasuku onward. He wants to come inside Takeru, and he wants Takeru to come at the same time…
“Close…”
Takeru’s one word gasp amidst pants and moans gives Tasuku an indication of what he should do. He wraps his left hand once again around Takeru’s cock, letting it move against it in sync with each thrust from behind. It should happen soon; only a few more times…
“I’m coming!”
“Nghhhhhhh…”
Tasuku feels his cock unload inside Takeru and a moment later, a warm thick liquid coat his left hand. He thrusts a few more times into Takeru to release the rest.
“That was…”
Tasuku doesn’t know what else to say. Maybe one day he’ll have the ability to form coherent and full sentences after experiencing this pleasure. Instead he lets the half-formed sentence hang while he pulls out of Takeru. Takeru then rolls over onto his back and faces Tasuku with a smile.
“You certainly needed that.”
The mirth in Takeru’s eyes only makes Tasuku blush. “Takeru-sama, I’m sorry…”
Takeru laughs. “Don’t be. It is a good sign of your health, to make so much.”
“But…”
Tasuku supposes it could be taken as a compliment, but it also shows his inexperience. Even if he has had a few sexual experiences with Takeru by now, he still acts as if this is his first time fumbling about…
Takeru shuts off Tasuku’s thoughts with a kiss, a deep thorough kiss, as if they have all the time in the world. When it finally ends, Tasuku is reluctant to let Takeru go, but Takeru pushes Tasuku’s hands away with a small shake of his head.
“Rest. I will clean up.”
“Takeru-sama…”
Tasuku deliberates between obeying Takeru’s wishes and getting up to help Takeru clean their bodies. However, he is too slow; Takeru has already dipped a small towel in the nearby basin of water and used it to wipe Tasuku’s hands. He then uses the damp towel to clean his behind… oh, if they had more time and Takeru had allowed for it, Tasuku would have liked to lick that…
“And I will visit again. Hopefully tomorrow.”
Tasuku nods, stuffing his extraneous thoughts back down. He knows Takeru can’t make promises of visits, not when things in the nation are still in flux. He probably is preparing to fully assume the role of Emperor, right? And Tasuku would be his…
“Tasuku.”
Looked upon with adoring eyes. Dressed once again in his clothes with tenderness never shown elsewhere. They are bonded, no, more than just bonded, but married…
“Take care!”
Tasuku will see Takeru off with a big smile. He will be good, rest here and wait. But next time… if they have enough time for… maybe he can ask Takeru about switching positions…?