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The Love That He Wants	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 844 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Toboe had watched with curiosity as Tsume disappeared up the stairs, after telling him: "Wait a minute". He thought maybe he needed the bathroom, but he came back with the fleshlight in hand. Brow furrowed, he asked: What are we going to do with that? And he was shown just what; Tsume stuffed the toy between the couch frame and cushion, then he knelt behind him and began jerking him to a slight stiffness. Toboe hummed when his manhood was then tucked into the toy though not by hand placement alone, Tsume moved into his body, his hips thrust forward which pushed him abruptly into the tight tunnel of the sex toy. They both released a cry of pleasure as one met heat and the other pressure. It was divine...
Toboe has never thought of such a concept as a threesome, but he imagined it would feel something like this. He moaned and arched as the lubricant began to warm around his sex. His thrusts were set at Tsume's pace, and it was agony, achingly a slow pound. He whispered "Faster". But Tsume whispered a soft "ssshhh" into his ear. Well, he did say that he could be late to class. He moaned in appreciation when he balls were cupped and fondled upon like a blind-touch, the tickle of fingers and pats to strokes were leaving Toboe's strength a mess. And then the pace accelerated just when his body fell limp to the pleasureful pace.
Momentarily uncomfortable from being pounded into while slumped over the seat of the sofa, he leaned back against Tsume's chest. Shivers sprinted up his spine caused by the soft kisses against his exposed neck. The hand titillating his erect nipple in the twinned fashion the other hand is playing with his sacks he was ready to blow...
Tsume relaxed on the sofa after Toboe had gone. He was feeling rather pleased about the moment, but also a bit curious. Why would anyone take that photo? What was the endgame? To ruin him, or to hurt Toboe? 'If anyone, they're out to get me. Toboe is too nice to have anyone have a grudge against him.' It was then that he recalled Toboe's friend Leara.
She has an obvious crush on him. Perhaps she's taking out her frustration on her friend because he is with her crush? Girl's are unreasonable in that sense. He thought. Maybe he should ask Toboe about it? Another time, though, his boyfriend is so busy with school, the last thing he'd want is to be badgering his friends about their behaviors or feelings towards the actor. The young man is focused on his education, getting his life in order, he doesn't have time to play detective.
He reached for his phone that trembled against the coffee table. It was Spike. Tsume seriously considered not picking up, but did so against his better judgement. It could be one of those rare emergencies. "What?" He drawaled.
"What are you up to?"
"Nothing. Why?"
"Come out with me. We'll see a movie or something,"
"You mean you're bored and want me to treat you to something?" Corrected the actor.
"Hey, however you wanna spin it." Replied Spike.
Expelling a sigh through his nose, he asked. "If you're not here in an hour forget it." He heard the buzzer for the intercom. "Idiot." He hung up.
Looks like he's going out for a while.
Tsume looked at the headline with a quirked brow. Was the paparazzi really this bored that they would decide not only was he cheating on his boyfriend with his co-star, but that now he's a playboy and sleeping with one of his friends. He's gonna have to see a specialist if his eyes roll any harder.
He set down his tablet then took his mug of tea over to the window. It didn't take long to spot the hidden stalkerazzi out in the bush and in the parked car.
'At least pretend you're lost.' Scoffed the actor, moving from view.
He and Spike couldn't decide on a movie and instead hit up a club. He hadn't been to one in years, it was surprisingly enjoyable. The DJ played a good mix of anything but crap. A fine show of skill and age range. He scratched a hand through his hair as a wonder of what to do. He could pack for New York, run lines for the next episode. Showing up early to set was a waste of time. He set down his mug then went upstairs to rummage through his drawers.
At the university.
Toboe Wolf walked out of class with intention of heading to the dorm for lunch; however, he recognized a certain ginger haired friend of his, who began to wave when he noticed he's been spotted. A wave of concern washed over him. What was Hige doing here? He has no reason for it, especially when he knows his oldest friend is supposed to be at work.
"Hige, did something happen to my brother?" He asked once in earshot.
Hige's brows furrowed at the question. "Why would I be smiling and waving if something had happened to Kiba?" He added. "More importantly, I would call you, I wouldn't leave his side if he was hurt or something." He grabbed him up by the shoulder with a scoop of his arm. "I came to treat you to lunch."
"Oh." Realizing what was said, he perked up. "Anything?!"
"Within reason. What do you think I am, a mobile wallet?"
"I want 'Iceburgers'."
"Now you're talking my language." He released young Wolf then climbed into his car.
Toboe waved to his roommate who'd exited his class, and had waved first when seeing him. He climbed into the passenger's seat, then buckled up. Looking out the window, he noticed Gasper Lee was still staring; he was about to ask Hige if he could join them but the car was already pulling away from campus. Oh well. Not as like he's ever been joined at the hip with his B-tier friends. Food privileges were for Cheza and sometimes Leara. A list. He settled for waving, then rested in his seat.
Hige looked through the windshield, spotting a guy waving in response to Toboe's greeting, or rather his farewell. Guy gave him creep vibes. But, he wasn't going to imprint his judgement on a stranger from a brief glance. He has more important things on his mind, like possibly being the best man at a future wedding.
...
Iceburgers was packed earlier, but luckily the popular burger joint was thinning it's line by opening a second register. The pair grabbed their meal to go, choosing to eat inside the car parked at a local park. The greasy scent of meat and fries engulfed the car and the senses of its occupants. The hunger was ravenous by that point, and the pair ate like there was a captor's time limit over their head, but once the crave wore down to a slower pace, Toboe asked.
"What's with the sudden need to see me?" It was a valid question. Hige loves him, but he'd easily spend free lunches with his fiance, Toboe was no stoop to that.
"You've grown into a really suspicious nut, you know that?" Replied the guilty of agenda. "It's been ages since we've seen each other, you're not at the house all the time anymore. I miss you."
Toboe smiled. It was nice to be missed. He thought his brother and Hige would be basking in the absence.
"So, how are things?"
"Pretty good. I like all the guys I live with... We take turns cooking. Sometimes we double-up." He shrugged. "Classes suck. It's a lot harder than I'd thought."
"Yeah. It's why I never went."
"Hige.. You graduated at the top of your class."
"Well.. doesn't mean I want that kind of pressure to persist." Toboe rolled his eyes in response, to which Hige waved it off.
"I kinda think I'm being targeted for theft, not harmful just as an easy mark to someone who jointed a Frat house."
"That sucks." He thought for a second then added. "I would have thought you'd just stay over at Tsume's."
"He offered, but.. I don't know. I wanted to have my own independence."
"Hunh..."
"What?"
"No, it's just that, you and Kiba nearly came to estrangement over Tsume, but now that you can be with him you're like it's whatever it is." He shrugged his hand out; bits of shredded lettuce fled the burger during the gesture. "Kinda sucks for Tsume. You may as well have punched the guy in the balls."
"Tsume and I are stronger than ever. Distance means nothing to us."
"On again then off again, doesn't sound like living apart is the victory for your relationship."
"You think I should live with Tsume?" He had to admit, he'd been suspicious that Hige was up to something, if not for the fact that Tsume and Hige are constantly taking jabs at each other. Although, it is in a more friendly manner in comparison to his brother.
"Yes!" He declared around a mouthful; the dropped bits were extracted from his lap and shoved in with the bite. "I mean," he paused to prevent choking when feeling his food shift. "As weird as I thought it was, still kinda do, you two are kinda good together. Wouldn't you wanna live with him, and be as happy as Kiba and I are?"
"What? Like engaged?"
"No. Pfff! Right, you engaged.. no. I just mean, together and happy."
Toboe scowls. What was with that inflection? Like he's not worth a proposal, or that he's not capable of giving one. He could be both that type of man. Where does Hige get off assuming otherwise? He sent a glare to his oblivious friend. He was about to unleash on him, but Hige continued speaking.
"What would you say? If Tsume asked you?"
"To marry him?" Toboe felt a knot in his stomach. Him and Tsume... Married. He shook his head. "He'd never ask."
Hige nonchalantly shrugged his shoulder. "Probably not. But, what if he did?" He sucked sauce from his thumb after setting down the burger, he then wiped his hand with a napkin. "Can I be the second best man? I don't wanna just sit and watch." He met his friend's gaze, assessing him carefully.
Toboe blinked, sitting quiet, almost a statue in thought. Then, the corner of his mouth twitched. "I can have two. But, you'd better not embarrass me." He pointed accusingly, knowing what his long time friend is like.
"Believe me," he swiped a mozzarella stick from Toboe. "Kiba scowling and grumbling under his breath, then waiting to say "I do" when the head honcho asks if there are any neigh-sayers."
Toboe hated that that was very likely to happen.
"I'll keep him quiet." Assured Hige.
Toboe sighed. "Would it be weird, y'know, Tsume and me getting engaged?"
"Not really... I mean, maybe now, a little, but engaged isn't married. You can walk the aisle when you're in your twenties." Extracting the last portion of his lunch he finished it in three bites. "Anyway, my months have been good. Kiba painted the room brown. It's... He wants me to say peaceful, but I'm gonna say boring."
Toboe snickered. He felt the car move to return him back to school. But, despite his body moving, his mind remained still. He was swept up into a day dream about the future.
He's on the beach. The sand is glittering like diamonds pepper the baby dunes just barely poking up from the smallest breeze. He's in a completely wine red colored suit with a white tie and matching shoes. Scratch that, barefoot. Yeah, he'd be barefoot. His brother and Hige would be on either side of him, and Cheza and her parents seated in the small crowd, Leara and her dad, his closest friends from school. And then, Tsume. He'd be dressed in a reverse of his groom. He'd look stunning as always. A commanding presence that needed no asking for people to look at him. He'd see none of the gazes, his eyes would only ever be on Toboe.
"Toboe?"
"Hmm?" His tone was a little more dreamy than it should be, and he snapped out of his thoughts, clearing his throat. "What?"
"We're back at campus... You can go..."
Toboe blinked for two reasons, one was where did Hige come from and two was, what did he say. He'd been lost in indulgence of a far-flung delusion that Tsume Keina would actually marry him. Ha! He'd laugh and say what they have now is fine. Or, once again, present the option of just living together. He's already asked, and even though he, Toboe, declined, Tsume probably still would like to.
"Out, Runt, I gotta get back to work."
"Hey, you invited me." He all but stuck out his tongue.
"Tch. Ungrateful, bum," he then asked. "Where'd your rocket ship land, you spaced-out hard enough."
Toboe smiled mischievously and shook his head. "Nope. That's all you get for seventy-five cents. Later." He climbed out laughing because of the: "You wish" that replied to his comment. He returned to class with his mind distracted in thoughts of enchanting forests, beautiful beaches, and even an impossible sky ceremony. Because being with Tsume was sometimes like a fairytale. Impossible to happen but beautiful to imagine.
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"Uuhh, Tobe, you might wanna have a look at this."
Toboe was in the midst of studying for exams next month, talking with Hige made him feel he needed to get a jump on it pronto, or he'll never be able to last as a student. Gasper joined him ten minutes after his class ended, but he wasn't studying as diligently as he should. Proof of that, his sticking his tablet in Toboe's face.
"What is it?"
"Your Tsume's kinda popular with the guys lately."
"Don't call him "Your Tsume", that sounds so stupid." He glanced at the headline.
It was the same old thing. Sex symbol playboy nonsense. He's too mature to fall into any publicity traps. His eye scrunched when he saw the photo beneath the headline. Tsume was at a club with his friend Spike Speigel... in a lip-lock. Wolf felt his heart rate accelerate. It can't be real. Just yesterday Tsume had told him about photoshopping and 'deep fakes'. This was just another one of those. Yeah.
He calmed himself and retorted. "Gasp', you're just as dimwitted as the rest who believe that stuff. It's an edit." He stressed, pushing the tablet away from his space. The offending thing.
"Looks pretty real to me."
"Well, it's not. Tsume loves me... Wanted me to move in with him instead of a dorm, remember?" As he's sure they've engaged in this conversation before.
"Like a kept pet."
"Like a boyfriend you eventually want to marry." He stated very matter-of-factly. Sitting up on his bed, rather than continuing to lie on his stomach; Toboe heaved a sigh of exhaustion.
"You're nuts. He's seeing his co-star, this bushy-haired guy, and anyone else he decides, while you get strung along with relationship-level nonsense." He shook his head. "The biggest cheaters like to keep one at home to appear genuine or keep the side-piece desire high."
Toboe rolled his eyes. "I'm going to the bathroom; if you're not here to study, go bug someone else." He pointed to the exit.
Gasper apologized. He then put away his tablet, but rather than take out an assignment or study books, he got out his player and chose to listen to music.
Toboe got up from bed and left for the bathroom. After releasing his agitation, he removed his phone from his pocket. He could not believe he was Googling his boyfriend. This was the behavior of a stalker fan, not someone going out with the person and could get word-of-mouth truths. No. This isn't panic and doubt, it's simply getting the lies straight. Yeah. He's with Tsume, he has to know these things in-case some dick asks him about it. He can avoid the whole "Oh, you didn't know" stupidity. If people see the love interest as out-of-the-loop, they keep the lie going.
His phone buzzed just as the article came up. Answering, he said. "Hmm?" As casually as possible.
"I know at some point you're gonna see it," Tsume's voice soothed into his lover's ear. "Spike and I went to a club last night. He told me fake kissing is so easy, then he lunged at me."
"Oh."
"He watched the drama and asked why it was so hard for me to look like I was into Aabroo."
Spike must be closer to Tsume than Toboe thought. He felt the kissing looked too realistic on that stupid drama. Just like the kiss in the more recent photo. At least he somewhat knows Spike Speigel's personality. If Tsume says that's what happened, it's the truth. But, he felt a tinge of jealousy when Aabroo Smith was involved. He, Toboe doesn't know.
"Toboe, you really don't have to worry about us. I love you."
Toboe frowned. His heart shrank up as he's feeling like a jerk. "I'm sorry, Tsume. I know jealousy is for losers. But, this stuff kinda gets under my skin. I didn't think it would, but..."
"Only if you're telling me to be around nobody but you - - and that includes staying away from my friends, then you're a pathetic loser." Assured the very sure Keina. "But you have a right to be jealous, some idiot is trying to cause issues with us on your end, and it's just as usual with paparazzi on my end."
To that, Toboe blinked. "...You.. think someone is trying to come between us?"
"Yes. It's speculation, but, yes."
'But who would wanna break us up?' Toboe wondered. Of course, it was so obvious. Leara. She's always bringing Tsume up, expressing her jealousy and disappointment that he's gay. She hates the drama's romantic scenes. And she probably recruited her boyfriend to help her. Thought Wolf. "Huh?" He asked upon hearing Tsume's voice.
"Fashion week we're gonna enjoy the city. We can show those show those walking flashbombs what a real couple looks like."
"I'd like that." He smiled. He really would. He's been so busy with school, he's just hurting for a date night. "I love you, Tsume."
"I already told you."
"I know." He said "mua" into the speaker then a goodbye before hanging up. Back straight, aggression high, he strode out of the bathroom back into his shared room only to find it empty. There was a note on the bed. "Gone to Leara's, be back later to help with dinner. Gasper." Toboe's brows knit in bitterly. Of course Gasper is at Leara's, probably reporting in on his latest hammer that's driving a wedge between him and Tsume. Ha! Good luck with that, because now that he's onto them, he won't play their games anymore.
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Commentary: Lot going on lately. Sorry for the ultra late update. Thanks for your patience and thanks always for reading.
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