Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Valentine's Day Psychology (Series: Multiple Psychology) ❯ Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I do not own FAKE or Sanami Matoh's wonderful characters.

Rating: NC-17 OT+16 (Yaoi, Multiple Partners)
Pairings: Various Pairings of Dee, Ryo, Berkley, J.J.
Timeframe: 1998, approximately 6 months after the end of Volume 7
Series: Multiple Psychology

Summary: Berkley Rose calls in a psychologist to help with some of the interpersonal conflicts around the precinct. In doing so, he gets himself and his detectives involved in a crazy experiment cooked up by a somewhat sadistic lady Doctor. Strangely enough, it all pays off for them when Valentine's Day turns into something far more than a day for treats and sweethearts.

 

 

 

Title: Valentine's Day Psychology

Author: Mori Ryoshi

 

 

Chapter 4

 

13-February-1998 - 15:30

 

“Huh? What?” Rose shivered over the warm breath brushing through his hair at the nape of his neck. “Who? What?” He tried rolling over only to be held in place by the strong arms wrapped around his shoulders and waist. His confusion turned briefly to alarm as he remember that he lived alone now and no one else should be here with him. His moment of apprehension dissipated as images from the night floated through his mind, filling him with a strange sense of calm. “It's just Dee. Why doesn't that thought disturb me the way it should?”

 

Dee for his part hadn't awoken completely yet…his dreams still held him tightly and the blanket of sleep covered him in its warmth.

 

Berkley tried to return to sleep; but his body had other ideas. He knew as soon as he shifted on the bed that he'd drunk far too much the night before…his head felt ready to explode. “Argh,” He moaned as his head began to throb.

 

Rose's moan broke into Dee's dream and he came abruptly awake. “What? What's wrong?” He was momentarily confused by the presence of the blond-haired man he held and the horrible headache he felt. “Oh, God! What the hell did I do? Get hit by a truck?”

 

Both men rolled onto their backs and stared at the ceiling before closing their eyes again. Neither wanted to face the day, let alone the world outside.

 

“How much worse would I have felt if I hadn't taken those aspirin last night?” Berkley growled out…even speaking hurt. “How much worse will standing up feel?”

 

“You'd feel like me,” Dee flopped an arm across his eyes to close out the small amount of afternoon light that broke through Rose's heavy blackout curtains. “I didn't take anything last night.”

 

“I'll get you some water,” Rose tried to sit up and after several attempts finally succeeded. “It should help somewhat.” He stopped still perched on the edge of the bed…he didn't feel comfortable trying to do anything else. His stomach was doing back flips…or so it felt. “It's been too long since I got this drunk. I don't even remember what to do to get rid of the hangover.”

 

“Get a drink,” Dee mumbled. “Then you drink plenty of water and take a ton of aspirin. Oh, avoid Tylenol…I remember someone saying that it would hurt your stomach if you took it on top of alcohol. I think it was Tylenol.” His voice was a little clearer although he still didn't feel much like moving. “I'm glad Ryo can't see me. He'd smack me upside the head and tell be what a baka I am.”

 

Rose laughed at the raven-haired man's comment. “He'd have to tell me the same thing. I can't believe how overboard we went last night.”

 

“Yeah. But we burned up the dance floor.” Dee let his arm flop across the pillows. “For an old man, you dance pretty good.”

 

“For a little kid so do you,” Rose shook his head and forced himself to stand. “Wait there. I'll get you something for your headache. What was that suggestion you made? Get a drink?” He moved gingerly toward the bathroom, “Does it work?”

 

“Yup, it works.” Dee lay without moving and tried to will his headache to go away. “At least it used to work for me in college.”

 

“I'll try anything at this point,” Rose stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. “My eyes feel like someone poured dust into them.” His thoughts paused before he asked aloud, “Did I remember to take out my contacts?” He looked in the little plastic holder and didn't find them. “Well, Berk, No wonder your eyes feel like crap this morning.” He spared himself a glare in the mirror before putting several drops of eye-solution in each eye. He busied himself with filling a pair of glasses with fresh, cold water while the lubrication moistened the dried contacts. With a pair of quick movement, the contacts were again in their holder and his eyes felt significantly better. He put on his glasses and blinked at the increased comfort.

 

Berkley pulled a bottle of aspirin from the medicine cabinet and added it to the glasses of water. He opened the door before bunching the three things together and carrying them into the bedroom. Dee still hadn't moved and seemed to be barely breathing, “Did he drink enough to have alcohol poisoning?” Rose thought as he quietly set the glasses and bottle down on the nightstand. The tall man sat on the edge of the bed and gently touched Dee's neck to check his pulse.

 

“What?” Dee looked surprised as his eyes snapped open. “Berkley, what's wrong?”

 

“You were so still,” Berkley looked somewhat embarrassed at how badly he'd frightened the other man. “I was worried.”

 

“I'm all right. Just trying very hard not to move much.” Dee started to close his eyes again as the blond-haired man flipped open the aspirin bottle. “Aspirin?” The raven-haired man changed his mind and struggled to sit up.

 

“Aspirins and water,” Berkley waited until the other man was comfortable before handing him seven of the little white pills and the glass of water. He had another collection of pills ready for himself.

 

The two men drank down the water and aspirin and silently prayed that they'd start working quickly. “I'm still tired,” Both men said at the same time and then stifled matching yawns.

 

“I haven't slept this well in a long time,” Berkley admitted. “It felt good to have someone holding me again.”

 

“Thank you for putting up with me this morning,” Dee made his own confession, “I'd have never fallen to sleep if I hadn't slept in here with you. I've gotten so used to holding Ryo at night…it felt so strange to try to sleep in an empty bed.”

 

Rose's eyes seemed far away and filled with sadness, “It takes a long time to get used to sleeping alone again after being in a long relationship. Even when that relationship ends in,” He stopped his words abruptly. “I'm sorry. I'm going to take a shower to get rid of some of this stiffness. I think I might have over did it last night.”

 

Dee rubbed his shoulders and even thought he wouldn't admit it, he'd over done it too. He couldn't remember ever feeling this sore after a night dancing.

 

Silently, Berkley stood and gathered a set of clothes before entering the bathroom, closing the door tightly behind him. Dee didn't hear the click of a latch so he assumed that Rose trusted him enough not to feel the need to lock the door. “We've come a long way since yesterday,” He whispered to himself as he started to drift off again.

 

By the time, Rose exited the bathroom, now dressed in a pair of soft navy Dockers with a crisp ivory shirt overlaid with a wool vest, Dee had fallen back into a deep sleep. The older man couldn't help but sit in one of the wingback chairs in the room's sitting area and watch the other man sleep. He whispered into the quiet room, “Dee, I don't think I ever really hated you, even though we were in competition for Ryo. It's just that you…” His words continued silently, “You remind me of James. Other than the difference in your heights, you could have been twins. I understand how difficult it is to return to an empty bed. It's especially difficult when the bed's empty because of something completely outside of your control. It's somehow worse when the change is etched in blood.” He shook his head to stop his thoughts. “I won't dwell in the past,” He told himself quietly, but firmly.

 

Rose left the room giving the other man time to rest. Dee sat up and thought about the few sentences that he'd overheard and found them confusing. Unbeknownst to Berkley, he'd continued his `silent thoughts' aloud and the raven-haired man had heard everything. “I wish I knew what you meant, Berkley. Why are you still lonely?” He shook his head and realized that most of his hangover was gone. “Hell, I should get myself moving. Ryo would call me a slug…what's the Japanese?” He thought a couple of minutes…he'd been surprised by how quickly he'd picked up some of Ryo's more common Japanese words and phrases. “Taida, I think that's what he calls me when I sleep in. That must be slug.” He grinned not realizing that he's described himself as lazy.

 

He walked across the hall and to the room he'd been using. He pulled out the suit that he'd worn to dinner the night before and then looked at his club clothes that he'd thrown over one of the chairs. “Well, shit,” He frowned, “Not much of a choice. Crumpled mess,” He looked at the suit. “Or sweaty and smelly,” He glared at the other choice. “I wonder if Rose would loan me something.”

 

He debated about asking the older man for all of two seconds before heading downstairs to find him. As he stepped to the first floor landing, he realized that he could smell the sweet scent of fresh brewed coffee. “Ah, there's a wake up call.” He smiled as he followed his nose into the kitchen. “I thought you didn't drink coffee?”

 

Berkley snapped around having not heard the other man as he descended the stairs. “I usually don't; but I thought the caffeine might help with the hangover. It was the rage when I was in college.” He gave Dee one of his sly grins, “We'd get drunk on the weekends and then take thermoses of coffee to class on Mondays.”

 

“Shit, we didn't even bother with the coffee…we just took Tang mixed with a little water and a lot of vodka. Who needs to get sober for college.” Dee poured himself a large mug of the coffee and was surprised that the taste was even better than the aroma. “Expensive coffee.”

 

“Very.” Berkley agreed. “I didn't have much of a choice in sobering up for class. I was in pre-med and I can imagine what would have happened in my gross anatomy classes if I were drunk.” Rose mimicked his instructor, “Berkley Rose! What are you doing? You only cut one or two layers of dermis when performing a dissection. If you fail in this control, you will miss vital nerves, muscles, and vessels during your study here.” He had to stop as the urge to laugh became too much as he pictured his gross anatomy instructor. “He would have kicked me in the ass then made me clean the lab.”

 

“Did you say pre-med?” Rose nodded. “Why the hell did you become a cop?”

 

A pained look crossed the blond-haired man's face, “I'd rather not discuss it. Suffice it to say, I had my reasons.”

 

“All right,” Dee watched the other man as he settled into one of the kitchen chairs. “Would you like something to eat?”

 

Rose turned a little green, “How can you think of food?”

 

“I always think about food.” They both laughed over that.

 

“A hangover always leaves me with a sour stomach…I'll be lucky to eat at all today.” Berkley's face faded back to its normal shade. “Coffee and aspirin will have to suffice for now.”

 

“Um, I came down for a reason. What was it?” He asked himself. “Oh,” He looked at Berkley, “Could I borrow something clean to wear? It's not that I mind wearing something wrinkled…it's just that…well the clothes I've worn look bad even for me.”

 

Rose laughed as pictures of some of the wrinkled outfits he'd seen Dee wear to work flashed through his mind. “That's rich coming from you.”

 

The raven-haired man tried unsuccessfully to glare at the commissioner, “Hey,” He finally managed. “Ryo's civilized me.”

 

“I don't know about that,” Berkley remembered their dancing, “I don't think you've been civilized or tamed. You're still wild.”

 

“As are you,” The two men fell silent after that comment. Each slowly sipped their coffee and retreated into their own thoughts.

 

After almost twenty minutes, Rose headed up the stairs and into his bedroom. It only took him a couple of minutes to put together an ensemble for Dee and lay it out on the bed in guest room. He returned to his bedroom and settled into his favorite chair so he could simply think.

 

Dee followed shortly after and after noticing the clean clothes on the bed went to Berkley's room to thank him. He was surprised to see the man sitting in a chair. His mind seemed elsewhere and so many emotions were pouring over his face that Dee couldn't bring himself to interrupt the other man. He returned to the guest room and took a hot shower washing away the last remnants of his hangover. Within ten minutes, he'd dried his hair and was getting dressed…the clothes were slightly large, but not overly so. The soft tan Dockers had been paired with one of the softest cashmere sweaters Dee had ever felt. The fabric ticked over his body and awoke every nerve ending he owned. “Wow, this would be great for foreplay.” He grinned wickedly as he rubbed his fingers over his covered chest.

 

With an effort, he stopped playing and stuffed his dirty clothes into his duffel bag before he returned to Rose's bedroom to see if the other man was alright to take him home…or if he should call Ryo to come pick him up. He found the man still sitting in the same position with much the same look on his face. With a soft sigh, he walked over to the sitting area and took the second chair and tried to capture the older man's attention. “Berkley?” He spoke softly, not wanting to startle the other man. “Berkley,” He said slightly louder.

 

Rose's eyes seemed to refocus on his bedroom and finally on Dee's face. “Dee.” He took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead a little. “I'm sorry, I must have drifted off for a minute there.”

 

“Several minutes, I'd say. Thank you for the clothes. Are you sure about this sweater? It's so soft.”

 

Berkley nodded, “I'm sure. It looks good on you.”

 

“Thank you. I love the way it feels.” Berkley smiled at that. Dee continued, “Are you able to take me home? Or should I call Ryo?”

 

“I'll drive you.”

 

The two men sat for several more minutes in companionable silence before standing and leaving the room. Dee grabbed his bag and followed the other man downstairs. Several minutes later, they were in the Mercedes heading for Ryo's apartment.

 

~~~~~

 

Ryo woke with a start when the man he was holding cried out in his sleep. Initially he tried simply holding the young man before finally resorting to waking him from what appeared to be an intensifying nightmare. “J.J.?” Ryo whispered to the lavender-haired man. “J.J.,” The older man sat up and cradled the other man to his chest, turning his so he could see his face. “J.J.,” He whispered again, this time brushing his fingers across the young man's furrowed brow.

 

J.J. came awake and almost hyperventilated. His eyes were wide with fear and he seemed to be searching for some unknown threat.

 

“It's alright, J.J.,” Ryo's voice was soothing and comforting. “You're safe here. No one's going to hurt you. It's all right.” He cradled the small man to his chest and slowly rocked him as he would a child. As the words of comfort continued, J.J. began to calm. His breathing returned to normal and he seemed to sag against Ryo's chest. “Are you awake, J.J.?”

 

The small man could only nod. His dream had felt so real… “Not a dream, a flashback,” He corrected himself. He swallowed hard a few times and managed to say, “I'll be alright.” His throat felt as if he'd been screaming for hours. His body physically ached from the memories.

 

“Do you want to talk about it?” Ryo prompted, “When I have nightmares, it seems to help when I talk about them. The light of day makes them less frightening.”

 

“It wasn't a nightmare,” J.J. whispered, “It was a memory.”

 

Ryo's eyes went wide at the comment. “A memory,” He repeated. “What happened? You seemed so terrified.” Ryo couldn't help but feel tears gather at the corners of his eyes. Anything that could so un-nerve the young sharpshooter had to be horrific; the lavender-haired detective was always in control.

 

“My father beat me when I was younger,” J.J. seemed to shrink in on himself, becoming somehow smaller than he was…less than he was.

 

“Why?” Ryo had a feeling why; but needed to hear it.

 

“He thought it would cure me.” J.J. moved to the opposite edge of the bed and whispered, “He thought I wouldn't be gay anymore.”

 

“I'm sorry, J.J.,” Ryo couldn't understand how any parent could abuse their child… now that he had Bikky, he knew that abuse was never the answer. “No child should be beaten for any reason, least of all for being who they are.”

 

J.J. only whimpered. The memories were so close to the surface and he couldn't fight them back the way he usually could.

 

Ryo realized the young man was having problems and reached over with one long arm and drew him to his chest. The lavender-haired man settled against him and long held emotions finally broke through allowing him to cry away the pain. The older man cradled the other next to him and gave him all the moral support he could. After several minutes, J.J. drifted back off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that he was safe.

 

Another hour passed before J.J. woke for good, he blinked against the afternoon sun before sitting up and looking at the taller man who'd fallen asleep holding him, not once or twice; but three times. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, his earlier tears were dry on his face; but he still had to try to wipe them away…it was habit. A smiled spread across his face as he reached out and hugged Ryo close. “Thank you, Ryo,” He whispered.

 

“You're welcome, J.J.,” Ryo whispered from the young man's embrace.

 

“I didn't realize you were awake,” J.J. said shocked.

 

“I wasn't until you hugged me,” He opened his eyes and saw the lavender-haired man was getting ready to apologize. “Don't be sorry. Your hug held so much emotion, I had to wake to enjoy it.” He smiled up at the younger man.

 

“Afternoon, Ryo,” J.J. leaned over and kissed him. The kiss started gentle but quickly dissolved into passion. From his cradled position, Ryo relaxed and enjoyed the kiss resisting the urge to compare it to Dee's.

 

When J.J. pulled away, Ryo smiled and whispered, “Afternoon, J.J.,” He reached up and pulled the other man down to him and initiated another deep, passionate kiss. The simple act was getting them both heated up and soon Ryo was laying flat on the bed, with J.J. draped over him.

 

“If we don't stop pretty soon, I'm going to want to do more than kissing.” J.J. whispered.

 

“Not right now,” Ryo held the other man to his chest and kissed his forehead. “I need to talk to Dee about things first. Maybe tomorrow night?”

 

J.J.'s blue eyes went wide as saucers, “Tomorrow night. I can wait.” He snuck another kiss before climbing out of the bed. “But I have to stop now.”

 

Ryo swallowed hard, “Otherwise, it'll be too hard to stop later.” He was feeling the same thing.

 

“I'm going to take a quick shower before I head home,” J.J. looked directly into Ryo's eyes, “Is that okay?”

 

The chestnut-haired man could only nod. He had shocked himself speechless. “I'm going to go through with it.” He shook his head and sat against the headboard, “What's more…I want this.”

 

J.J. was true to his word…he took a quick shower and got dressed in the clean set of clothes he kept in the trunk of his car before he left for his apartment. Ryo thought about when J.J. had left…the smaller man had thrown on his rumpled tux pants and coat before running down to the car. He'd returned and quickly dressed before re-hanging his tux on the wooden hanger Ryo had given him. Ryo had offered to cook something for them to eat; but J.J. would hear nothing of it. Instead, the young man had verified that the only thing he could bring for Valentine's Day evening was wine… “And, yourself,” Ryo had joked. J.J. had smiled at the small joke before glomping and kissing Ryo…then almost faster than the eye could see, the little man had disappeared…happily skipping down the hallway.

 

Ryo leaned back against the overstuffed couch cushion and thought about what he had to do for the following day. “I need to decide on what to cook. Maybe something light and elegant such as fish, rice, and a salad?” He wasn't sure everyone liked fish. “A simple chicken stir fry might be a better choice. It's fast and easy. Dee loves it and both J.J. and Rose like Chinese; so I could focus on Chinese seasonings.” His dinner planned, Ryo now focused on how to present his idea to Dee. He didn't think the raven-haired man would have any objections.

 

“He almost suggested it last night. He was joking when he said that he wasn't sure what to do if we invited them over…I could see it written in his eyes and across his face.” Ryo stretched his neck a little before shifting his position enough that his legs would have a chance to wake up.

 

The chestnut-haired man was startled awake by the front door opening. At first, he was tempted to go for his weapon then he heard the jangling of keys and knew that it was Dee. Bikky's key was on a chain around his neck so it didn't jangle. By the time his raven-haired lover had stepped inside, Ryo was smiling widely. He was surprised that Dee was followed by Berkley.

 

“Hello, Commissioner,” Ryo quickly stood up to offer to take Rose's coat.

 

“Please, Berkley,” Rose corrected quietly.

 

“Berkley,” Ryo tried. “What can we do for you?” He was privately thrilled that Rose had accompanied Dee home…he could ask him over for the following evening.

 

“Has J.J. already left?” Ryo nodded. “I'll have to call him at home then.” Rose made a mental note to call J.J. before informing Ryo and Dee. “Today is being counted as an in-service day for us. It doesn't count against any of your paid leave or sick days.”

 

“That's good to know,” Dee grinned. He needed all the sick and vacation days he could get since he had a habit of coming in late.

 

“Thank you for letting us know, Sir,” Ryo corrected himself, “Ah, Berkley.” He glanced at Dee and mentally hoped the other man wouldn't look too surprised. The blond-haired man had turned to leave when Ryo cleared his throat, “Berkley, there is something I'd like to ask you. Would you like to come over tomorrow evening?”

 

“Thank you, Ryo; but I wouldn't want to intrude on your evening with Dee.” Inside he couldn't help but think, “What I wouldn't have done for this offer before I began to respect Dee.”

 

Dee spared Ryo a surprised look but saw a deep self-assurance in his partner's face. He decided to question things later when they were alone.

 

“You wouldn't be intruding. We both want you to come over tomorrow night,” Ryo smiled and Dee followed suit.

 

The raven-haired man still wasn't sure what was up; but he remembered what he'd asked the night before. “Ryo must have an idea. I'll follow his lead.” “We do want you to come, please, Berkley.” Dee went as far as laying his hand on the other man's arm as reinforcement for his words.

 

“All right, if you're sure,” The partners nodded. “Is there anything I can bring? Desert? Wine? How about something to drink after dinner?”

 

“Ryo?” Dee was going to let his partner answer this question. Undoubtedly, Ryo had already invited J.J. and he'd offer to bring something…the lavender-haired man had been brought up in a well-to-do family and knew his manners.

 

“How about an after dinner drink,” Ryo answered after thinking about it. “By the way, J.J. will also be joining us. I hope you don't mind.”

 

“Kind of a `Sweet Heart's Day' reunion?” Berkley smiled over that.

 

Ryo nodded, “Something like that.”

 

“What time do you want me here?” Berkley saw a flash of surprise cross Ryo's face…and he realized the younger man hadn't thought that far ahead yet. “You can always call me with the time if you'd prefer.”

 

“No,” Ryo shook his head, “That's all right. How about six? I'm going to serve dinner.”

 

“I'll be here.” Berkley smiled as he reached out and started to open the door, “See you tomorrow evening.” With that, he was out the door. It only took him a few minutes to reach his car and pull into the street.

 

~~~~~

 

“What's happening, Ryo?” Dee asked as he threw his duffle bag down and removed his coat.

 

“I'm just giving all of you a wonderful Valentine's Day,” Ryo smiled mysteriously. When his eyes took in Dee's outfit, they grew wide. “That's beautiful.” He closed the short distance between them and began rubbing his hands in the soft fabric…the gentle caresses had the effect of stimulating Dee's nerve endings.

 

“Oh, God, Ryo,” Dee's breath became irregular. “It's Berkley's. Isn't it wonderful.”

 

Ryo leaned into his taller partner, “It's orgasmic. Let's check out the bedroom before we talk about tomorrow night.” He gave the raven-haired man a `fuck-me-now' smile and started toward the bedroom firm in the knowledge that the other man would follow.

 

“Oh, Yeah!” Dee's eyes lit up and he obediently followed the other man's lead.

 

In the bedroom, Ryo was waiting near the bed. Dee walked over to him and began unbuttoning the other man's shirt. When the crisp fabric laid open, he began rubbing his fingers over the pale flesh…only then did he lean in and lick along Ryo's lower lip. “Please?” He whispered against his lover's mouth.

 

“Please.” Ryo whispered back before licking along Dee's lower lip. Then he surprised his raven-haired lover by taking control of the kiss…he'd learned by kissing J.J. that he could take control and be assertive. He slowly traced Dee's lips before barely dipping his tongue into his lover's mouth. As he started to pull away, he felt Dee begin to sigh and instead of pulling away, the chestnut-haired man moved back and kissed his lover deeply, using his tongue to gently duel with the other's before he licked along his teeth and eventually pulled away.

 

“Oh,” Was all Dee could manage to say. His knees were weak and he felt ready to faint. That had been the most powerful kiss that he'd ever experienced and he had to fight the mental image of sliding down a wall to land on his ass the way Ryo and Berkley had. When he opened his eyes, he was staring into the most passion-filled mahogany eyes he'd ever seen. His beautiful lover had already removed his own clothes and was standing in front of him in complete confidence. He was certain of what he was doing and the effects where quite evident, Dee could see.

 

“I want to be in charge today, Dee,” Ryo whispered.

 

Dee answered by simply smiling and visibly relaxing.

 

Ryo saw the change in his normally aggressive lover and took it as agreement. Very slowly, the chestnut-haired man rubbed along Dee's arms before pulling the soft sweater over his head. The now bare chest left him breathless. In Ryo's eyes, his partner was perfect in every way. He began placing gentle kisses along Dee's collarbones, licking into the slight indentation where the bones met before licking up the front of the younger man's throat to bite along his jaw. He reversed direction and kissed down each side of his throat and sucked at the skin where his neck joined his shoulder.

 

All the while, his hands were busy rubbing every inch of skin that lay bare; he gently teased, twisted, and pinched the other man's nipples and rubbed along the waistband of the soft Dockers. After his hands had completed their exploration, Ryo was ready to continue investigating with his mouth, tongue, and teeth. “You're so beautiful, Dee.” His voice was hardly a whisper; but it easily conveyed the strength of his love for his partner.

 

For his part, Dee was struggling to stay on his feet. He'd been dominant in this relationship from day one and had desperately wanted Ryo to try the role on for size…he hadn't wanted to force the issue, feeling that when his lover felt comfortable, he'd step up on his own. His chestnut-haired lover was doing that with ease…driving him to distraction and he hadn't even removed his pants.

 

Ryo must have sensed Dee's struggle to stand because he gently unfastened the pants and let them drop to the floor along with the other man's underwear. He then directed the other man to move to and sit on the bed before climbing in beside him. “Dee, I want to hear it from you. Are you all right with my taking charge today? In all ways?” Ryo placed special emphasis on the all…because he wanted to be the one giving the pleasure today. He'd been trying to learn for six long months and felt ready to try. “I promise to stop if it hurts. I want you to feel good.”

 

“Don't stop, Ryo,” Dee opened his eyes and smiled at his lover. “If you feel comfortable, I want you to be in charge.”

 

Ryo smiled and returned his attention to Dee's smooth chest. He teased each nipple first with his tongue, then with his teeth. He was surprised at how much his raven-haired lover reacted to the simple touches. With one hand, he reached lower and caressed the other man's stomach and groin, avoiding his already hard cock. He licked and nibbled along the same path as his hands and let his hair gently brush his lover's cock… he smiled when it twitched and wept with pre-cum…the entire tip glistened with the liquid.

 

He moved lower and licked along the other man's thighs, feeling the powerful muscles contract and shiver under his mouth…he moved along and gave each of Dee's knees the same treatment. He continued to work his way down until he came to the other man's toes and gently sucked each digit. Dee giggled and wiggled his toes after each one was released…ten glorious giggles and wiggles…Ryo had counted. He gave each sole a lick and nibble before working his way back up the taller man's legs.

 

Again confronted with Dee's hardened shaft, Ryo took a deep breath and blew a soft puff of air across the head. His lover let out a loud moan that sounded like a cross between pleasure and pain. Ryo reached out and grasped the hardened flesh and was almost shocked at how soft it was…it had looked like a piece of steel that was instead a glorious combination of hardness and softness. Tentatively, he reached his tongue out and licked up some of the glistening liquid that had gathered on the tip. As he drew it into his mouth, his taste buds began sending their signals to his brain…salty, with a trace of alcohol…and just a little sweet. “It tastes just like Dee.” He thought with a trace of surprise then he chided himself… “What did you expect him to taste like? This is part of Dee too.”

 

His confidence restored he shifted slightly and closed his mouth over the tip of his partner's cock licking along the velvety surface. He was immediately rewarded by Dee struggling not to thrust into his mouth…he felt his partner's bunched muscles and felt the instant that the raven-haired man was able to resist the ingrained action. Ryo dipped lower, licking along the soft ridge and gradually worked his mouth lower. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to take all of Dee into his mouth… “Need to work on the gag reflex,” Ryo mentally noted. When he'd taken as much of his partner that he could, he slowly worked his way up, tasting every place he could reach with his tongue.

 

He repeated his initial exploration and was pleasantly surprised when this time he was able to take a little more of his partner…he experimented and enjoyed the sensations and with each pass, he was able to relax his mouth and throat more and more. On the fourth down stroke, Ryo gagged a little; but fought the urge back and was rewarded by the tickle of Dee's pubic hair on his nose and upper lip. He licked his tongue along the base of the hard shaft before drawing back up, sucking hard the entire way, leaving only the head in his mouth.

 

Ryo's slow, gentle movements were blowing Dee's senses away. The pace Ryo had set was excruciating to the raven-haired man who was used to a much quicker lovemaking. The change in tempo had his body screaming for release. He finally had to beg, “Ryo, please, make me cum,” His voice sounded desperate to his ears.

 

His chestnut-haired partner pulled his mouth away, “Patience, Koibito.” Dee moaned at the loss of sensation and again at Ryo's calm voice. He continued begging before thrusting his hips gently.

 

Ryo was ready for Dee's thrusting and formed a strong seal around Dee's shaft. He controlled the depth that his lover could thrust by placing one hand on the other man's hip. With his other hand, he reached up and played with Dee's nipples, twisting and pinching them to add to the sensations surrounding his cock. The chestnut-haired man wanted to send his lover into sensory overload and tried to add increasing layers of stimulus to do it.

 

Dee couldn't believe how turned on he was…if Ryo was this good now…what was he going to be like when he was moving inside of him. “Ryo, for someone who was new to this…and so seemingly naïve, you are magnificent,” That was his last cognizant thought for several minutes as Ryo shifted his attention from stimulating Dee's nipples to massaging his balls and the ridge just behind them.

 

Ryo was focused on licking along Dee's slit when with his one hand he felt the other man's balls tighten, he gently pulled them down to delay his partner's release and turned his attention to sucking as hard as he could down the hard shaft. When he had taken as much of it into his mouth as he could, he released Dee's balls and massaged the ridge just behind them…at the same time, he sucked up his cock until he could swirl his tongue around the head, letting his teeth rest gently against the head ridge. As he sucked partway down the length, Dee let out an almost strangled cry as he started to come. Ryo swallowed as much as he could; but discovered there was far more than he'd ever expected…some of the rich, creamy liquid dribbled out of the corners of his mouth and coated Dee's shaft.

 

Ryo swallowed several times before licking along Dee's softening shaft, to gather the rest of the liquid into his mouth. He'd been surprised at the quantity; but the quality was another matter…he found his partner to be delicious. When he'd finished licking his partner clean, he whispered, “Oishii.”

 

Dee was barely able to hear through the fuzzy noise floating through his senses. He managed to croak out, “What? What did you say?”

 

“Oishii,” Ryo repeated. “Delicious. You are delicious, Dee.”

 

The raven-haired man could only smile in reply.

 

The older man moved up his partner's body, gently skimming the surface of the other man's skin.

 

With each gentle touch…or even hint of a touch, Dee shivered and became increasingly aware of the tightening of his groin. He couldn't believe he was almost ready again so soon after his first earth-shattering orgasm. The raven-haired man wasn't sure he could handle another long, drawn out wait for his next release; but he was dying to find out what Ryo had in store for him next.

 

He didn't have to wait long as Ryo gently kissed along his neck and nibbled at the pulse there. The chestnut-haired man leaned against his chest to whisper in his ear, “Do you want more, Dee?”

 

Dee swallowed hard several times and managed to whisper, “Yes, I want more.” He paused before adding, “Now.”

 

“Nintai, Koibito,” Ryo whispered into Dee's ear. “Patience, my Love.”

 

The raven-haired man could only groan.

 

Ryo moved away from his lover and reached into the nightstand for the bottle of lubricant they kept there. He was thrilled with how turned on Dee had become and he was looking forward to bringing his lover even more pleasure. The chestnut-haired man's only fear was possibly causing his koi pain…he didn't want that. He laid the bottle near one of Dee's hips before turning his attention back to his lover.

 

He took a minute to just study his partner's face and body. “Kanpeki, Koibito.” Ryo's eyes traced a lazy path down the perfect body that he would never grow tired of. “You are perfect in every way.”

 

Dee opened his eyes and was left speechless by the flow of emotions and the surprising possessiveness he saw on his lover's face. He smiled and swallowed hard. His lover's roaming eyes were as much of a turn on as his hands and mouth had been. He sighed and realized that he'd gone to heaven. Nothing could be better than this.

 

“Dee, I love you,” Ryo whispered into his ear before he licked the ear lobe and then the outer shell. He blew across the dampened flesh then turned his attention to kissing along Dee's neck and collarbone once again. He'd made special note of how his lover had responded to even the most gentle of touches to the skin there. He experimented by licking and blowing along the sensitive flesh and nibbling and sucking it…every once in a while, he threw in a harder bite that left shallow depressions and discovered what actions drew out the most response. “Ai shiteru, Kirei,” He whispered against the raven-haired man's neck. After spending several minutes focused only on Dee's neck and collarbone, he moved lower and gave his nipples the same kind of attention.

 

From the corner of his eye, he could see his lover's cock was standing at attention once again. He drew his attention back to the hard nubs he was nibbling. He lifted his head and looked at Dee's face. He was amazed at the mixture of emotions on the younger man's face. Ryo felt a sense of peace over come him as he watched his partner.

 

Dee could feel Ryo's eyes on him and was unsure what his beautiful lover was thinking. He opened his eyes and was again assaulted by the rush of emotions that flowed between them. He smiled and reached for his lover drawing him into his embrace. “I love you, Baby,” He whispered against the other man's hair. “No one could ask for more in a lover.” With those words, Dee gave Ryo a soft kiss on his forehead before snuggling his face into his hair.

 

Ryo knew that his lover was enjoying himself in more than strictly the physical sense…he too felt the connection and was moved by it. With a renewed strength and confidence, Ryo ran his hands down his partner's sensitized flesh. Pausing only for a moment at his groin, the chestnut-haired man finished the motion by giving his lover's feet a gentle rub being extremely careful not to tickle him.

 

He gently spread Dee's legs and knelt between them as he ran his hands back up to rest lightly on his lover's hips. “You'll tell me if it hurts, right, Dee?” He was so worried that he was going to hurt his partner it was making him nervous enough to lose his erection.

 

“You won't hurt me, Ryo,” Dee wrapped one of his legs behind Ryo and bent the other so his foot rested on the bed. He raised his hips slightly and shifted his hips to let his partner know that everything was all right…that he wanted this as much.

 

The chestnut-haired man still wasn't convinced; but the combination of Dee's confidence and the fact that the other man's cock seemed to get harder each time he asked the question was beginning to sway his thoughts. He knew what to do…now he just had to do it. He let his hands trail back up Dee's body back down, soft fluttering touches drove the raven-haired man more than a little crazy. When Dee tilted his head back and closed his eyes tightly, Ryo took his lover into his mouth. This time was so much sweeter, he had more confidence and had a better idea of what his partner enjoyed. He used his new found knowledge to slowly work the raven-haired man's cock… remembering that Dee seemed to like a little pain mixed in with his pleasure. He stopped sucking on the hard cock and instead wrapped his lips around it from the side…licking along the sensitive underside before nipping gently at the base.

 

Dee almost jumped off the bed, the intense sensation of Ryo's teeth were almost enough to make him come instantly. Dee groaned and reached down for his lover's hair…he threaded his fingers through the hair and tried to force his mouth back over his cock. Ryo wasn't having any of that; he was going to set the pace. He hadn't been sure if Dee had enjoyed the light nip at first…but his trying to get him back convinced him that his lover had indeed enjoyed the slight pain.

 

The chestnut-haired man focused his attention completely on his lover's cock and worked his lips, tongue, and periodically his teeth along the hard flesh. While his lover was distracted, he flipped open the cap on the lubricant and squeezed some into his hand. He rubbed his hands together to warm the chilly liquid. He shifted his mouth from Dee's cock to his balls and began suckling the velvety sacks. With the softest licks he could manage, he massaged the sensitive flesh. He dropped lower, licked along the ridge, and felt Dee jump again. Ryo went back to sucking his lover's cock before rubbing one finger against his partner's puckered hole.

 

The chestnut-haired man raised his eyes and tried to watch his lover's face for any sign of pain as he slowly eased one finger into the tight hole. Seeing no pain, he slowly began stroking his finger in and out, letting the muscle become used to the intrusion.

 

Dee was oblivious and was having to fight not to force Ryo to move faster. He felt so ready he had to resist the urge to throw Ryo down and simply take him…or have Ryo take him. The raven-haired man slowly became aware of a new sensation that almost over-rode Ryo's mouth on his cock. “He's working me…He's going to do it!” Dee was overjoyed at the realization and couldn't hide his smile. He'd wanted this since the first night they'd made love…the second time had been even more wonderful and he had realized during that second time that he wanted them to share…he wanted to experience Ryo in every way possible. And…that included having Ryo inside him. He felt a momentary flash of pain as Ryo slipped a second finger inside him; but it rapidly disappeared as intense waves of pleasure flowed over him. “He isn't even inside and I can't believe how wonderful this feels.”

 

Ryo had felt the slight tensing of Dee's muscles when he slipped the second finger inside him…he had almost pulled his hand away and stopped everything…before he caused his partner pain. However, he quickly realized that Dee wasn't pulling away…in fact, if anything, he was trying to move things along faster. The raven-haired man was unconsciously thrusting his hips in time to his lover's fingers and mouth. The older man added more lubricant and warmed it up before he slipped a third finger into his lover. He heard Dee's moan and was further encouraged by the man's motions under his mouth and sucked harder. He pressed his fingers forward and pressed against Dee's spongy prostate, which triggered another thundering orgasm in his partner. Ryo drank down what he could; but the quantity was again more than he could handle. He didn't wait to lick everything up this time and instead used the intense pleasure of orgasm as a mask for the pain, he knew, Dee would experience when he first entered him.

 

The older man withdrew his fingers and moved his body upward, coating himself with lubricant and some of his lover's cum. He lifted Dee's hips so he was at the right angle. As gently as he could, he pressed the head of his cock into his lover's tight hole, feeling as his partner stretched to accommodate him. As he pressed forward, he became increasingly aware the intensity of his lover's orgasm…he could feel the contractions around his cock and they seemed to massage him.

 

Dee had felt the initial wave of pain as Ryo entered him…the pain was so distant it was hardly noticeable…but as always, it was there. He closed his eyes momentarily and focused on how his body was still shuddering in the last waves of his orgasm. He couldn't believe how intensely he'd come both times…and spared a thought that maybe Ryo was right that slower really was better. Slow wasn't something he did well; but Ryo, oh, he did slow very, very well.

 

By the time Ryo had buried himself as far as he could go, Dee was feeling another wave of pleasure. The pain had faded to a distant memory. Now he felt completed. This was what he'd been hoping for and it was finally happening. He reached out and rubbed along Ryo's strong arms as he supported his upper body while leaning over his lover. “Love me, Ryo,” Dee whispered.

 

Ryo's eyes snapped open and he looked into his lover's face. He caught and held Dee's rich green eyes as he slowly began to move, trying to angle himself so he rubbed over his lover's prostate with each thrust. Neither man could look away as the older one slowly sped up with movements. He saw the slight shift in Dee's eyes each time his cock rode along Dee's prostate and could feel the waves of pleasure himself with each thrust. Ryo was shocked when after several strokes, Dee was responding again, his cock slowly coming back to life. Ryo shifted his weight to one arm and his knees and wrapped his free hand around Dee's responding length…positioning his thumb over the head and using the cum as lubricant, he began stroking in time with his thrusts.

 

His raven-haired lover was soon thrusting into his hand and ramming back onto his cock in an ever-increasing tempo. Ryo's world started to fade as he felt his own orgasm starting deep in the pit of his stomach…when he'd been focusing exclusively on his lover, he'd been able to stave off his own pleasure…now the stimulation was overwhelming. This was the first time he'd ever experienced anything vaguely like this and his senses weren't able to handle the overload. He increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts trying to send his lover over the edge again before he couldn't hold back any longer.

 

Dee could see how close Ryo was and moved in time with his partner…wanting to see his lover's face as he came. He reached down and closed his hand over Ryo's tightening his grip until it was just short of painful. “Ryo won't come until I do…he'll fight off his own pleasure until he's positive I've had mine.” Dee had learned a lot about his partner during their six months of being a couple…and one thing that he'd learned was that Ryo focused on his lover's pleasure at the cost of his own. He was shocked out of his thoughts as he felt another orgasm coming on.

 

Both men seemed to seek release as they moved in time with each other…only losing their synchronization at the very end as Dee came with Ryo right behind him. Dee's contractions made it impossible for Ryo to hold off any longer.

 

The raven-haired man screamed in pleasure once as his orgasm hit him and again when Ryo finally came pouring himself into his lover…the pressure triggered another intense orgasm for Dee…right on the heels of the last one as Ryo unconsciously shoved into him massaging his prostate. Neither man had a chance to react as Ryo collapsed against his lover. Their lovemaking had been so intense it was overwhelming for both of them.

 

Dee couldn't keep his eyes open and barely had enough presence of mind to grab the blankets and throw them over their bodies. He wrapped his arms around his lover and held him close as they both drifted off to sleep…they were spent having poured themselves out physically and mentally.

 

Right before sleep could over take him, Dee had a thought; “I wonder what had Ryo so hot that he would be this intense in bed. He's hot all the time; but there was something different this time. Why is he having J.J. and Berkley over?” Dee's thoughts faded to silence as he fell into a deep sleep.

 

The last thing he heard before sleep was a soft, “Ai shiteru, Koibito. Itsumo. Eien ni Koibito.”

 

“What does that mean?”

 

Silence.

 

 

~~~~~

 

Several hours later… “Dee?” Ryo whispered. “Are you all right, Koi?”

 

“I'm perfect. Go back to sleep.”

 

“We're sticky. Let's grab a shower and I'll change the sheets. Then we'll go back to sleep.”

 

Dee unwrapped his arms from his lover and discovered that they were kind of stuck together from the chest down. “Um, I guess we are a little sticky.” He said it in a joking way because he knew how meticulous Ryo was. He smiled when he saw Ryo roll his eyes. “Just a little sticky,” Dee said with a grin.

 

Ryo pushed himself up so he was kneeling between his lover's legs. “We were stuck together, Dee.”

 

Dee sat up and hugged Ryo against his again, “I don't mind being stuck to you, Beautiful.” He saw Ryo wasn't amused and continued, “Let's go take a shower. Maybe we can have some fun in there?” He wiggled his eyebrows as he moved to kneel, his knees straddling Ryo's.

 

Ryo shook his head and laughed softly. “You're incorrigible, Dee. All right, we can have some fun. But not with you,” Ryo reached down and rubbed along Dee's crack to barely brush his anus. There wasn't any blood; but he could tell that his lover was intensely sensitive. “That stands to reason. My first time, I had problems sitting down.”

 

Dee took the opportunity to rub against Ryo's finger. “I'm all right if you want me again.” He reached down and captured his lover's already hardening cock. “You know you want it.”

 

Ryo removed his finger and started to climb off the bed before he whispered, “I do want you. You know that; but I don't want to push you and you'll just get more sensitive if I have you again.” He started toward the bathroom. Halfway there, he turned back, “Anyway, I want you to take me. Come on, Koi.”

 

Dee almost jumped out of the bed before biting back a momentary groan of pain. He was hurting. Ryo had been so gentle that he hadn't realized how much he'd stretched. Everything had been so slow that he hadn't felt pain until he started moving around. Dee pushed aside that realization and hurried to the bathroom just in time to see Ryo step into the shower. He swallowed hard before following his lover…waiting just long enough that the water was no longer cold. Before entering, Dee tried to find something to use as lubricant in the shower…he didn't want to use soap because it sometimes had a tendency to burn if there were any tears.

 

“Looking for this?” Ryo held up a bottle of waterproof lotion so you could see it over the rail for the sliding shower doors. Dee didn't answer, just smiled as he opened the door and stepped in.

 

“Are you sure about this?” Dee whispered into his lover's ear. The answer was Ryo shoving the bottle into his hands before he bent over under the hot spray. Dee smiled.

 

Dee wanted to take his lover immediately, he was already hard simply by Ryo's behavior; but he was going to take things more slowly. He rubbed along his lover's spine gently rubbing outward to wrap his hands around his partner's rib cage before he reached around to the older man's nipples and began working them between his fingers slowly. He pressed gentle kisses along the damp skin and pulled Ryo's head back so he could nibble along his neck. The shower's spray fell directly on the shorter man's hardened cock…the sensations of the pounding water threatened to push him over the edge right away. He'd held back so long before that he was now supersensitive.

 

After several minutes of nibbling and simply enjoying the taste of his chestnut-haired lover, Dee finally opened the bottle of lotion and poured some into his hand. He completely covered his fingers and stroked along Ryo's crevasse leaving lotion all along his fingers' wake. With one hand, he pushed his lover forward under the spray until his head rested against the wall…with the other; he gently brushed along his lover's anus, teasing the puckered surface until it began to open on its own. He gently pushed one finger inside and Ryo began to moan as a deep blush rose on his skin. Dee rubbed along Ryo's back as he stroked that single finger in and out of his partner.

 

After what seemed like an eternity to Ryo, he finally felt a second finger join the first one…Dee was gently and slowly stretching him…allowing him time to get used to each sensation before adding another. Ryo pushed back against his lover's hand in a silent plea to get him to hurry up. The raven-haired man didn't speed up; instead, he slowed down…switching back to a single finger…while gently rubbing along Ryo's back.

 

“Please, Dee,” Ryo whispered.

 

“Hush, Love. I want to enjoy this,” Dee whispered back.

 

He went back to working Ryo with two fingers, gently stretching and massaging his lover's velvet-like warmth. He pulled his hand away and heard Ryo's unconscious moan. With a deep groan of his own, he slipped three fingers into his lover and began stretching him even more. The difference between them was noticeable…Ryo stretched easily because he was more accustomed to being taken…Dee knew that he would adjust quickly especially because of how gentle his lover was. But for now, this was the better option, he couldn't wait until there wouldn't be any difference between them…that they would both be accustomed to the other.

 

The younger man moaned again as he brushed his lover's prostate with his fingers…he could already feel a slight twitching inside Ryo and knew that his partner was close to coming. He pulled his hand away and smoothed lotion on his cock before rubbing it along the older man's already well lubricated crack…he pushed his lover's feet apart just a little more before pushing himself forward. The head of his cock pushed against and then past the tight ring of muscle…he heard Ryo's gasp as he stretched further to accommodate his partner's size. Ryo pushed against the wall and drew in a deep breath before pushing back burying his lover deep inside him…the move took Dee by surprise and he had to grab Ryo's hips just to stay on his feet.

 

He smiled at Ryo's eagerness and began slowly stroking deep into his lover. Their position making it easy to repeatedly massage the chestnut-haired man's prostate on both directions of the thrust. He kept his movements slow and steady and fought against the urge to speed up. After he'd established his pace, he reached around and caught his lover's cock and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts. Each time that Ryo tried to speed things up or to reach down to increase the speed he was being stroked, Dee would purposefully slow down…increasing both their pleasure. Finally, Ryo put both hands on the wall and moved slowly with his lover…letting him set the pace. Very gradually, Dee increased his speed. His grip on his partner tightened until it was just short of painful. It didn't take long to push both of them into a field of white noise and flashing lights. Ryo almost collapsed from the force of his orgasm; Dee had to cling to the wall for dear life as he felt his heart pouring into Ryo.

 

“Oh, Kami,” Ryo gasped. He'd been almost screaming during the last couple of minutes of their love making…most of it, Dee couldn't understand. He'd been struggling to keep himself from speeding up any more and had been silently concentrating.

 

“Wow, I love you, Beautiful,” Dee whispered.

 

“Let's do it again,” Ryo gasped out. He was still short of breath; but felt so intensely alive that he wanted to draw the feeling out as long as he could.

 

“Not in here,” Dee said with a slight shiver, “The hot water's running out.”

 

“Later, promise me,” He said with a smile as he handed Dee a wash rag before nabbing one for himself.

 

The two men quickly scrubbed clean and dried off. Ryo towel dried his hair and let Dee use the dryer while he went and changed the sheets. By the time, he'd finished the bed; it was his turn to dry his hair. He hurried to the bedroom only to discover Dee curled up on his side in a deep sleep. Ryo had to smile at the peaceful expression that covered his lover's face. He climbed into bed and snuggled under the covers…enjoying the rare chance to spoon against his partner's body. He pressed his face against Dee's back and wrapped his arms around the raven-haired man's body.

 

They drifted off into a deep, restful sleep and didn't wake until the following morning.

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