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This Love

The sun had begun its slow descent, backlighting the two boys and casting long
shadows of their bodies and the bulky tennis bags they carried along the
ground. That he wasn�t going to make it home before dark didn�t bother Kikumaru
Eiji. What was bothering Kikumaru Eiji at that particular moment was the lack
of cooperation from his supposed best friend � Fuji Shuusuke.

�Nya, Fuji, why won�t you tell me?� Eiji was aware
of the grating, whining tone of his voice but was unable to feel badly about it
since Fuji was being so selfish.

Fuji only continued to look straight ahead, smiling
idly at absolutely nothing at all. �Stop being so nosy, Kikumaru.�

Eiji wrinkled his nose, failing unutterably in his attempt to look indignant.
It was, in all honesty, the reason that Fuji was able to continue
to smile. Eiji�s most indignant of expressions still put one in mind of an
angry kitten � and, really, there was so much humor in it. �Me, nosy? You�re a
fine one to talk, Fujiko. I tell you everything! It�s not fair!�

Fuji consulted his watch. It was 5:43. He could still sneak fifteen minutes of Taka-time in
before the restaurant opened if he hurried. After spending almost all day
taking exams and then suffering through an extended visit with his vocational advisor,
Fuji had missed practice and, thus, missed his only
chance to steal away a secret kiss with Kawamura. Fuji did not intend to end
his day without a snuggle and a little love. And, somehow, he doubted that
Oishi would appreciate Fuji substituting Kikumaru
for Taka in order to get his needs met.

The very idea made Fuji chuckle to himself.
�Can I help it if you volunteer so much personal information? It�s not like I
ever asked how big Oishi�s��

Eiji clapped a hand over Fuji�s mouth, still
hurrying along beside Fuji who, infuriatingly,
seemed not to need to increase his pace whatsoever. �Don�t talk about
Oishi�s�well, don�t talk about Oishi.� He leaned heavily, dramatically on Fuji and heaved a much
put-upon sigh against his friend�s neck. �Pleeeeeease, Fujiiiiii. Tell me how
you do it with Taka-san. I need help!�

Fuji laughed silently, patting Eiji�s shoulder in
that �my-poor-boy-I-simply-can�t-be-bothered-by-your-crisis� way of his. �I
can�t tell you what I don�t know, Eiji-kun.�

Eiji wailed in despair, kicking at a cluster of pebbles and sending them
skittering along the walkway. Sadly, it didn�t make him feel any better. �You
knooooow, Fuji, I know you do. Taka-san stares at you
all the time like he wants to eat you for dinner � I know you�re sleeping
together.�

Fuji grunted non-committally. �You�re right. We
are.�

Eiji walked backwards along the sidewalk, keeping ahead of Fuji so he could watch him
closely. �I knew it! Now tell me!�

�I�m sorry, Kiku. I haven�t done that, yet. I can�t advise you. Perhaps you�d
be better asking Taka-san if you have to know so badly.�

Eiji�s cheeks turned positively crimson. �Fuji! I can�t ask Taka-san
about sex! He�d probably have a heart attack and die and then you�d be a
widow!�

Fuji shrugged, taking no offense at Eiji�s silly
conversation. �Just hand him his racket, first.�

�Arrrgh! Fuji! You�re so�so��

Fuji paused at the corner, lifting one brow in
superior amusement. �Mean?� He supplied helpfully.

Eiji stomped his foot impotently. �Yes! Mean! I don�t know why I�m friends with
you, Fuji Shuusuke.�

Fuji smiled sweetly before turning to stroll in the
direction opposite from the one Eiji usually went. �Because no one else wants
to hear about the noises Oishi makes in bed, that�s why.�

Eiji crossed his arms over his chest and looked sulky. �I hate you, Fuji!� He called out.
�You�re mean and selfish!�

Fuji merely waved over his shoulder and continued
along his path. Five minutes to Taka-san. Five minutes to warm snuggles and
sweet words and the softest, most wonderful kisses in the universe.

Eiji stood where he was, head bowed now and looking quite miserable. He
couldn�t do this without a little advice � it was just too big a deal. But who
could he ask, now?

The cheerful melody of his phone nudged him out of his reverie and he checked
the i.d. quickly, a devious little smile lighting his features. Fuji did care about
him.

His friend�s soft voice tickled his ear when he answered the phone and, this
time, there was no hint of playfulness in Fuji�s tone. �Kiku. You
don�t need to talk about this � you�ve been with Oishi plenty of times. The
only thing that�s going to change is the role you take. Do what you�ve always
done and just go with it. Do for Oishi what Oishi does for you. It�ll be fine.�
He laughed softly. �It�ll be more than fine.�

Eiji was silent for a moment and Fuji was positive that his
friend was pouting. �I�m just really nervous, Fuji. What if I mess up?�

Fuji smiled � and Eiji could hear it in his voice.
�You won�t. Oishi loves you. He�ll just want to make you happy.�

Eiji nodded to himself. �You�re right. If I�m going to do this I�d better stop
stressing over it. Arigatou, Fuji.�

�That�s right, Kikumaru. Just remember: be sure of yourself. That�s all you
need.�

Eiji grinned. �That�s all, huh?�

�Hm. Well. That and plenty of lube. Mata ne, Kikumaru.� There was a brief
pause. �Good luck.�

�Mata ne.�

Eiji pocketed his phone and gazed in the direction of Oishi�s house. That was
when he decided � he wasn�t going home tonight. He had business to see to.

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Oishi contemplated Kikumaru over his nearly empty plate and decided, just from
the look on his lover�s face, not to begin a conversation that might cause the
evening to turn ugly. Oishi�s parents were out at the theatre with a couple of
their friends and that meant that he and Kikumaru had the house aaaaall to
themselves until at least midnight. Oishi, as much as he
would die before admitting it aloud, had every intention of initiating a little
kissing and petting after they�d finished eating. He wasn�t averse to any
activities that might take place as a result of said kissing and petting, but
it seemed very inconsiderate to expect it.

Especially since Eiji appeared distracted.

Oishi sighed. He was going to have to ask Eiji what was bothering him. He
couldn�t let his partner worry over something when he could be sharing his
burden with Oishi.

�Eiji?�

Eiji glanced up, eyes a little wide as though he�d been caught doing something
he shouldn�t have. �Yes, Oishi?�

Oishi lay his chopsticks beside his plate and sat back a little. They were
dining at the informal table in the sitting room, lounging on cushions while
they ate noodles and drank hot tea. �Are you okay? You seem distracted.�

Eiji opened his mouth to speak, but no words were forthcoming. He blinked, as
though he had not been expecting the question and, therefore, had no ready
answer. �I-I�m fine, Oishi. Don�t I look fine?�

Oishi grinned, leaning in on one elbow and fixing Eiji with a pointed stare.
�You look better than fine.�

Eiji bit his lip and glanced down to stifle his pleasure and amusement. Oishi
could go from hesitant mother hen to uber-suave sex fiend in the blink of an
eye. Afterwards, though, he was always shy about it � as though unsure of his
skills. Eiji had never had reason to complain on that score. He couldn�t
imagine anyone being a better lover than Oishi was. But he sure as hell wanted
to try to be one.

He shifted uncomfortably � just thinking about having sex with Oishi made Eiji
all warm and restless.

Oishi tilted his head, considering his lover. �Do you want to talk about it?�

Eiji chewed his bottom lip for a few seconds more while he toyed with a loose
string at the hem of his shirt. �Saa�it�s just�embarrassing. That�s all.�

Oishi smiled a little. He was about five seconds away from crawling around the
table and laying his pretty little boyfriend back against those pillows for
some serious affection. �Come on, Eiji, you can tell me. You don�t have to be
embarrassed.�

Eiji looked up quickly, his carefully chosen words completely escaping him when
he looked into Oishi�s eyes and panicked. �I want to have sex!�

Oishi pulled back a little, blinking in confusion. �But�what�s embarrassing
about that, Eiji? We�ve had sex lots of times.�

Eiji blushed, picking at the bandaid on his face idly before fisting his hands
in his lap and meeting Oishi�s gaze directly. �I want to be on top this time.�

Oishi continued to look confused. �Uh�that�s fine, Eiji. I like it when you�re
on top.� He smiled, blushing a little. �I like to watch you.�

Eiji pursed his lips � apparently the idea of him topping was so ridiculous
that Oishi�s brain couldn�t process it even when Eiji spoke of it as plainly as
he knew how. �No, Oishi. I want to be on top.� He made a vaguely
explicit, incredibly direct motion with his hand that had Oishi sputtering for
words.

�E-Eiji!�

Eiji crossed his arms over his chest and frowned. �What? Is it so weird to
imagine that I might want to be on top for once? Is it just a given that I
should take it every time we have sex?�

Oishi winced. �Take it�. That was so crude. �Eiji��

Eiji�s irritation evaporated just as quickly as it had come on and suddenly, he
was fisting his napkin in his lap and his eyes were welling up with tears. His
cheeks were flushed with hurt and embarrassment and he refused to lift his gaze
to look at Oishi. �I see.�

Mentally kicking himself for being insensitive to his partner�s feelings, Oishi
moved around the table and edged closer to Eiji. �Eiji, I�m sorry. Please don�t
cry � I didn�t mean to upset you.�

Eiji partially turned away from Oishi, swiping at his eyes with the back of his
hand. �No, just forget it. It�s not important.�

Oishi moved closer still and wrapped his arms around his lover, nosing against
his fluffy hair and the cool shell of his ear. �It is important. Please
forgive me, Eiji.�

Eiji sighed, sniffling a bit, and reluctantly settled back against Oishi�s
chest. �Do you hate the idea? Don�t you want me that way, Oishi?�

Eiji�s small voice and tentative words were a knife to Oishi�s heart. He hated
the thought of causing his lover pain � he would do whatever it took to make
Eiji happy. No matter what it was. �It�s not that at all. I guess�I guess I
just never really thought about it. I�m sorry, Eiji, I just didn�t.�

Eiji turned a little, regarding Oishi with a reproachful look. �Well, I have. I
want to make you feel the way you always make me feel. Don�t you trust me?�

Oishi turned Eiji in his embrace and brushed a few wayward red strands away
from his forehead before pressing a soft kiss there. �Of course I do. Forgive
me, koi. Let me make it up to you.�

Eiji�s eyes widened. �Really? You really don�t mind?�

Oishi smiled, shaking his head. �I really don�t.� He nuzzled Eiji�s lips,
kissing the corner of his mouth as he slid a covert glance toward the stairs.
They still had plenty of time before his parents returned. �You want to go up
to my room?�

�You want to go up to my room?� was code between them for �you want to get
naked?� and Eiji beamed at his lover. �You mean it?�

Oishi kissed him softly, then. �I do. Go ahead upstairs, I�ll clean up these
dishes and then I�ll be right there.�

Eiji wrapped his arms around Oishi�s neck and hugged him tightly before landing
a kiss on his cheek. �Okay!�

Eiji turned, a devious, Fuji-esque sort of smirk on his lips as he climbed the
steps to Oishi�s room. That had gone better than expected. Now it was time to
see if he could actually make it happen.

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When Oishi pushed the door to his room open, the very first thing that he
noticed was that Eiji had opened the shades to let in the moonlight, which was
brighter than he�d realized.

His boyfriend lay on the bed, sprawled on his back, braced on his elbows and
dressed only in a pair of snug black shorts. Oishi�s mouth went dry.

�Eiji�.� He breathed.

Eiji licked his lips. �Will you undress for me, Oishi? Slow, so I can watch
you.�

Oishi inhaled sharply, not having expected this sort of self-assurance from
Eiji. Though, really, he shouldn�t have been surprised � Kikumaru Eiji
approached everything with exuberance and a positive outlook. Oishi realized
that this was really no different than any other new experience for Eiji.

Lifting his hands to undo the buttons of his shirt, Oishi watched his lover,
practically aching for the moment he could join him on the bed and touch his
pale, soft skin. Letting his shirt slide off of his shoulders, he turned to
toss it over the arm of his chair and took a little step toward Eiji as his
fingertips hovered over the waistband of his pants. �You�re so beautiful,
Eiji.� He whispered.

Eiji�s chest rose and fell with every breath he took and he spread his thighs a
little as he watched Oishi. �I was just thinking that same thing about you.�

Without taking his eyes off of the boy on his bed, Oishi hurriedly got out of
his pants and lay them over the shirt � gently and carefully over the arm of
the chair. He moved to close the door and lock it and then he turned back to
Eiji. �Tell me what you want me to do.�

Eiji sat up a little. �Just come here, Oishi.�

Oishi smiled, taking the few steps necessary to bring him to the bed and
placing both hands on the mattress as he climbed onto it. �You�re still going
to let me kiss you, right?�

Eiji smiled, knowing he was being teased, and took Oishi�s hand to pull him
closer. The taller boy straddled Eiji�s hips much like Eiji had done to him
many, many times in the past. Not resting all of his weight on the boy beneath
him, he rubbed experimentally against Eiji when he lowered himself onto him.

Eiji gasped, falling back onto the bed when he rested his hands at Oishi�s
hips. �Oishi��

Oishi leaned forward, brushing Eiji�s lips with his own. �You�re ready, aren�t
you?� He asked, voice low and husky.

Eiji made a soft, whimpering sound and arched his back, fingers tightening at
Oishi�s hips. �Yeah�� He admitted, moving restlessly beneath him. �Kiss me,
Oishi.�

Oishi gripped the back of Eiji�s neck and joined their lips in a hard,
searching kiss. Eiji slipped his fingertips into the waistband of Oishi�s
shorts and deepened the kiss with a soft, entreating sound. Oishi moaned
against Eiji�s mouth and rocked his hips in a slow circle, catching Eiji�s
breathless little gasp and giving it back with a breath of his own. He panted
against Eiji�s mouth and groaned low in his throat. He liked the way Eiji felt
beneath him � he could feel his lover�s erection hard and insistent against his
bottom and, unexpectedly, desire pooled hot and thick in Oishi�s belly.

�Eiji�� He breathed. Eiji nibbled at his lower lip and bumped up against
Oishi�s ass. �Hop up, Oishi.�

Oishi smiled, scooting backward and letting Eiji get to his knees before him.
Edging closer, the redhead slipped his arms around Oishi�s neck and leaned
against him. His kiss was fierce, proprietary and he gasped when he brought
their bodies into intimate contact. �Ah, Oishi��

Oishi sucked at Eiji�s tongue and gripped his ass tight as he brought the
shorter boy flush against him. Their erections lined up perfectly, as in sync
in bed as they were on the courts, and Eiji tipped his head back, moaning
Oishi�s name when he ground against him.

�Ahh..Oishi�I want these off.� Eiji rubbed his hard cock against the taller
boy�s groin as he gripped the back of his neck and kissed him again. They
kissed for a few moments more, until the urgent, desperate little sounds that
Eiji had begun to make became too much for Oishi and he released the smaller boy
to strip him of his shorts.

Eiji moved as Oishi indicated that he should and when the dark haired boy had
slid Eiji�s shorts off of his legs, he went down on knees and elbows to nuzzle
at Eiji�s cock. His lips were soft and careful and Eiji bowed his head, fingers
straying instinctively to the curve of Oishi�s bottom. He squeezed him, touched
him, petted him, leaning over the taller boy�s back to kiss and nibble at his
lower back even as he began to roll his shorts down.

�I want to feel you.� He said, half to himself and half to Oishi and he groaned
in barely restrained desire when he revealed Oishi�s bare skin. He stroked him,
fingertips hesitant at the cleft of his ass and he sucked in a breath when
Oishi took his erection between his lips.

�Ahgod, Oishi! That feels so good��

He gripped Oishi�s ass tight, rough and eager in his excitement, and he bent to
nibble at the pale swell of Oishi�s bottom.

Moaning around the hot width of Eiji�s cock against his tongue, Oishi arched
his back, spread his thighs, and Eiji was practically panting when he spread
Oishi�s cheeks and touched him.

The sound that Oishi made caused Eiji�s cock to pulse against his lover�s
tongue and he couldn�t help the involuntary little flex of his hips as he
sought to push his cock further into Oishi�s mouth. Oishi�s lips tightened
around him and he sucked once. Hard.

Eiji pulled back, gasping for breath. �No�I don�t want to come yet.�

Oishi rose just long enough to press a sweet kiss to his lover�s mouth and then
he turned to face away from Eiji, lifting his hips in blatant invitation as he
braced himself on his elbows. Without giving it a second thought, Eiji knelt
behind him, hands gentle on his lover�s ass, and nuzzled his scrotum. He
moaned, edged closer, and licked him tentatively. Oishi smelled like musk and
sweat and something very dark and masculine. It made him weak and he kneaded
Oishi�s bottom, spreading him wider to suck and lick at that incredibly
sensitive place just behind his balls.

Oishi sucked in a breath and fisted his hands in the bedcovers. �God, Eiji�what
are you doing?�

Eiji nipped him, immediately soothing him with the careful caress of his
tongue. �Mmm, tasting you. I want to�can I�?�

Oishi lowered his hips a little, embarrassed and horrified that the thought of
Eiji licking him there was such an incredible turn on. �I � I think I
want you to get me ready, Eiji.� He writhed against the mattress, spreading his
thighs to rub his cock against the bedclothes. �I�m going to come all over the
bed if you don�t hurry. And I want to wait for you.�

Eiji bit his lip to stifle the groan that hovered just on his tongue and he
moved to slide his hand beneath the mattress, searching for the lube he knew
Oishi kept hidden there. �Don�t say things like that, Oishi. I�ll never get a
chance to be inside you.�

Oishi laughed softly, breathless with anticipation and anxiety. He trusted
Eiji, implicitly, but he knew some part of what they were about to do was going
to hurt. He exorcised that thought quickly. If Eiji could handle it � so could
he. He was not going to let Eiji down.

All too soon he felt his lover�s slippery fingertips sliding along the crease
of his bottom and he arched his back obligingly, careful not to tense up when
Eiji�s fingers began to press against that soft, tight heat. Oishi closed his
eyes and took a deep breath and Eiji made a small, surprised sound when he
pushed one finger into Oishi.

�Oishi�� He whispered.

Oishi bit his lip, moaning softly when Eiji began to work his finger further
inside him. �Oh, Eiji�yessss.�

Eiji reached beneath Oishi and wrapped his fingers around his lover�s cock,
touching him carefully as he worked to stretch him inside. He whimpered,
squirming a little. �God, Oishi, you feel so good. I can barely stand it.�

Oishi squeezed his eyes closed against the almost violent tremor of lust that
racked his body. �Two, Eiji. Two fingers, now.�

Eiji nodded, though Oishi couldn�t see him, and he pulled his hand back only to
push back inside with two fingers instead of one. Oishi cried out, unable to
help it, and he spread his thighs even further, wringing a low moan from Eiji
as he continued to prepare him. �Oishi�you�re so hot.� His voice was breathless
when he spoke and he began to finger Oishi with a little more intent, stretching
him carefully and searching for the spot that Oishi seemed to always find
inside of Eiji that made him scream from the mind-numbing pleasure. �I want to
be in you now. How do you feel? Do you feel okay?�

Eiji�s voice was higher pitched and urgent and he was already moving between
Oishi�s thighs. Oishi knew that he could stand a little more preparation and
careful handling, but Eiji�s excitement was a powerful aphrodisiac for Oishi.
His lover�s hands trembled against his skin, his cock was hard and streaking
the back of Oishi�s thigh with slick fluid and he wasn�t going to last much
longer.

�Do it. Just go slow.� Oishi rubbed his cheek against the blanket, twisting
handfuls of the soft fabric between his fingers when he felt the blunt tip of
Eiji�s erection pushing insistently against his anus. �Careful, Eiji.�

Eiji bent to press a kiss to the small of Oishi�s back before moving to guide
himself into Oishi�s body, flexing his hips only barely � seeking to gain
purchase somehow. �You don�t have to tell me, Oishi. I won�t hurt you.� He
paused, fingertips tracing over Oishi�s hip. �I love you.�

Oishi parted his lips to tell Eiji that he loved him, too, but his little lover
chose that moment to grip his hips and push slowly into him. Oishi�s voice
broke over Eiji�s name and he panted against the blankets, barely aware of the
punishing grip of Eiji�s hands as they shifted to grip his thighs. Anchored as
he was, Eiji began the slow, steady push into Oishi and he whimpered when the
resistance lessened and he was able to gain a couple of more inches inside him.
When his knuckles brushed Oishi�s waning erection, he made some small sound and
began to rub Oishi�s lower back soothingly as he wrapped his fingers around his
cock again. His voice was strained when he finally spoke.

�Am I hurting you, Oishi? I can stop if you want me to.�

Oishi shook his head. �No, koi. Go ahead, I�m okay.�

Eiji didn�t miss that Oishi�s voice was thin and breathy and he closed his eyes
tight to brace himself when he thrust his hips forward and seated himself
completely inside his lover.

Oishi tensed, a broken cry escaping him. �Oh, God, Eiji.�

Eiji leaned over Oishi�s back to rub his cheek against the taller boy�s back.
His cheek was damp with tears and he whispered Oishi�s name as he began to
stroke him carefully. �I love you, Oishi. More than anything, ever.�

Oishi smiled a little through the pain and he wished, suddenly, that he were on
his back so that he could wrap his arms around Eiji and hold him close. But
then Eiji was touching him so sweetly and filling him so perfectly that Oishi
forgot to wish for anything at all. The pain was there, an agonizing burning,
stretching feeling, but beneath that was the urgent heat that crawled along
Oishi�s nerve endings. He felt hot, he felt full � he wanted Eiji to move
inside him.

�Eiji��

The redhead pressed a kiss to Oishi�s shoulder blade, voice hesitant. �What is
it, Oishi? You want me to stop?�

Oishi released his hold on the blanket and reached behind him to stroke Eiji�s
hip. �No. I need you to move. Go ahead, it�s okay.�

Continuing to stroke Oishi�s gradually returning erection, Eiji pressed the
palm of one hand against the front of Oishi�s thigh and flexed his hips
experimentally. Oishi grunted and Eiji moaned low in his throat. �I�m not gonna
last, Oishi. It�s so�hot. And tight. You feel so much better than I thought you
would.�

So saying, Eiji began to move inside Oishi and it didn�t take him long to find
his rhythm. He tried to pace himself, tried to go slow, but the sight of Oishi
kneeling before him, taking his cock � that proud head bowed in near submission
� was enough to bring him very, very close to the edge quickly.

�Oishi�� Eiji shuddered, canting his hips and changing the angle of his
penetration and Oishi stretched his arms out before him, fingers restless in
the blankets. He moaned each time Eiji rocked into him, finally relaxed enough
to accommodate Eiji without as much of the initial pain and, just when he was
certain he would never be able to come with Eiji�s cock inside him, his lover
pushed hard into him again and began to jerk his cock faster and Oishi forgot
to breathe.

�E-Eiji��

Eiji rested his forehead against Oishi�s back and pushed completely into him,
rolling his hips against his ass instead of pulling out and thrusting back in
and Oishi bit down hard on the blankets before him and cried out in intense,
unexpected pleasure.

Eiji was sweating now with the attempt to hold back and he knew he was going to
lose this fight. Oishi was so tight and perfect and the noises he made fired
Eiji�s blood like nothing else in the world could.

Suddenly, regretfully, he tightened his grip on Oishi�s cock and stroked him as
fast and as rhythmically as he could when he pressed a kiss to his lover�s
back. �Gomen, Oishi, I can�t wait��

He spoke quickly, his words crowding one another as though his release were a
surprise to him and he gasped against Oishi�s skin when his lover thrust back
against him and breathed, �Me either, ohgodEiji, right there��

Eiji�s vision dimmed around the edges when the orgasm hit him with an intensity
and a force that he hadn�t expected. He was only barely cognizant of Oishi�s
warm, thick release coating his fingers as he pushed tight against him and
spilled hot and repeatedly into his body. He could barely hear Oishi�s
desperate whimpers through the high pitched whine that pervaded his brain and,
still shuddering from the effects of his orgasm, he collapsed forward. He
whimpered when Oishi did the same, his cock slipping from the tight heat of the
taller boy�s body and he grunted when he fell to one side, immediately,
instinctively, curling against his lover in an attempt to snuggle.

Oishi didn�t hesitate, turning to pull Eiji tight against him, wrapping his
arms around the breathless, dazed redhead. �Mmm, my Kiku.�

Eiji licked his lips, lifting his chin to press a kiss to Oishi�s mouth. �I
wasn�t expecting it to be so�intense. I felt like I could lose myself in you.�

Oishi smiled, brushing back Eiji�s damp hair. �That�s how I feel every time I�m
inside you.�

Eiji snuggled even closer, burrowing against Oishi�s chest and seeking
affection. It was only second nature to abandon his dominant position when
Oishi held him like this. This was Eiji�s Heaven.

�Arigatou, Oishi. I love you.� He whispered.

Oishi simply touched his soft hair and breathed in the familiar, beloved scent
that was only Eiji. �You�re everything to me, Eiji. Nothing else matters to me
but this � you. Whatever we are to each other, however we make love � nothing
is more important than this love.�

Eiji didn�t open his eyes and he didn�t respond � he didn�t have to. All he had
to do was hold tight to Oishi and everything else just fell into place.

Because that�s what it meant to be the Golden Pair.
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