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Love Object	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 4969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Wait here," said the model before leaving the room.
Kiba kept a cautious eye on the man, who's moving around his house in search of something. The Wolf teen was ready to fight again, if he had to, and he wouldn't miss a step next time - injuries or not. Tsume wasn't exactly in all that good a shape either. Kiba bared his teeth as another wave of pain coursed through his body because of his arm.
'No wonder his last name is Keina; I think his teeth touched bone.' So maybe he was exagerating, but it was still a pretty nasty bite.
Looking around the place, Kiba took notice to the interior design. Mostly maroon and black - maybe it was burgundy - who knows. The design itself was simple enough, nothing spectacular, at least nothing Kiba had expected. Honestly he thought the whole place would be done in leopard or cheetah.
'Tch. Probably in the bedroom.' He sneered at the thought of his little brother being in there.
Looking around more, he noticed that all the lights in the room are touch lights that you hit the base and it would turn on. A simple clock on the wall. The time was wrong though. It was probably keeping time for another country; Kiba had seen that once on television. and there was a digital clock next to the computer keeping proper time.
From the couch he could see into the kitchen, and there was something that must have been a little hall beyond that where the model had disappeared. Speak of the devil. Kiba narrowed his eyes when Tsume returned to the living room with what looked to be first-aid items.
Tsume had already taken care of the cuts along his face, and the bruise to the head from the mini statue, which explained why he had been gone a while. Kiba smirked, triumphant for having done what he did - and the notion of maybe getting a chance to do it again.
"Here." Tsume dropped the bandages and antibiotic creams onto Kiba's lap. "Better take care of that before it gets infected." He gestured a nod at the teen's arm.
Kiba had a snappy retort but with the pain he was feeling, he would rather the man not take back the offer of comfort to it. "...Thanks."
"Mmm." Was his only reply. He reached into his pocket, pulling free a pack of cigarettes intent on smoking his pain away. Watching Kiba struggle to wrap his arm, he frowned. "I can help you, if you want." He snapped the lighter to life.
"I neither need nor want your help, so back off," Kiba snipped a warning. His eyes fell upon the flame of the lighter, and he froze like a deer in headlights. An image of his little brother flashed through his mind, his parents next, then the flames all around the bed that horrible night.
Tsume blinked, curious as to what Kiba had been staring at when he noticed it was the lighter. He tapped it to the end of the cigarette before putting it out. "..Sorry." He said wholeheartedly.
Kiba lightly shook his head. "It's just that... I didn't know you smoked." He made up an excuse for the staring. "Although, it figures that you would." He added snidely.
"Most people do." Replied Tsume with an indifferent shrug. He didn't seem to care about the tone the teen was taking with him; he wanted Kiba to get out whatever it is he had to say, then leave. He wanted to be left alone to think.
"Yeah, but you'd better not be smoking around my little brother because..."
"Save it, because I don't." He took a puff from his cigarette. "So why did you come here, again? Oh... that's right... I slept with Toboe."
Kiba narrowed his eyes at the pedophile, but said nothing. He knew now that Tsume was trying to make him angry, and he would try his hardest not to give him the pleasure. 'Sick bastard.' He scorned him freely in thought.
"Well, talk! Or leave." Tsume growled while trying to regain the teen's attention.
"I came here to tell you to stay out of my brother's life. Permanently."
"I've already planned to." Tsume remarked, casually making clouds with the smoke. "So, if that's all, then you can..."
"What do you mean: "you already planned to"?" he asked cutting the man off. "Why? You took what you'd wanted from him, now he's not good enough for you anymore?"
"I have my reasons." He tapped some ash into the crystal tray in front of him.
Kiba scoffed; shading his eyes away behind his bangs. "You really are an asshole."
"Excuse me?"
"First you lure my little brother into your..." He searched for a word, "disgusting lair; make him think that he loves you, and for what?" shrugging with his uninjured arm, Kiba continued his rant. "So you can rob him of his virginity, then drop him like he's nothing!"
"Toboe means everything to me!" retorted the model in a shout.
"Yeah, right!" Kiba shouted right back. "How many other families have you done this to? How many other little boys has there been before my brother? Huh!"
Tsume didn't even bat a lash to the accusations. He merely took another moment to quietly blow some smoke from his mouth. Then, more calmly, he said. "You wanted me to be away from him... I just told you that I would be..." Tsume was pushing it again. "So, what exactly is your problem?"
"That you did it at all!" Kiba didn't want to do it, but he felt the tears coming on. 'This guy is so damned frustrating! I got what I wanted to hear; he's gonna break up with Toboe, but... part of me feels like it's a bad idea. Toboe is so young; he won't handle it well... I don't want him to be sad... But, I also don't want him anywhere near Tsume.' His frown deepened and his posture slumped. 'Noo, don't cry... at least not in front of this guy.'
Tsume watched as Kiba had a silent battle with himself. The teen's hands balled up into fist resting on his upper leg. Tsume noticed the bandage on Kiba's arm; remembering what the report had stated. "I'm sorry," he mostly meant for the burn, but continued speaking like it was about something else, "but I don't take any of it back. So what do you want from me?"
"I don't know... I don't know what I want." He spoke with a soft, sorrowful tone. One tear braved falling from his eye, and along with its departure took the rest of them. Just what Kiba needed.
"Listen, I'm sorry that you're upset; but, I'm not a pedophile - not in it's true sense. I love..." Tsume started but was cut off by Kiba's sharp tone.
"Shut up..." Kiba warned. Even though his face was stained with tears, as well as his jeans, wet with little tear patches; the Wolf teen still had some bite to his bark. "I don't need sympathy from you, nor explanations for your perversion. I just want... I want you to have never done what you did!"
"I can't take it back." He stated again, in all honesty. "And stop calling me a damned pervert!" Now he was offended. "You act like you know so much about me, when you don't know shit!"
"Bastard... I never wanted to know that people like you even existed - at least, not close enough to me and my little brother..." Kiba turned to look at the man with sharp, angry eyes. "I had always thought that people like you only existed in movies and tv, but..." He went silent in his tears.
Tsume watched the teen silently crying. He wondered if Kiba had cried out loud at all anymore, after the fire? Having to be strong for both his self and Toboe... He, himself, had had a tough life; however, Tsume knew it was nothing like what the Wolf brothers had gone through. 'I can't say that I'm not to blame; it is after all my fault. Isn't this what I wanted? Isn't this what I'd planned for? To have Toboe, love him, and he love me back? But if I knew then...'
He was snapped out of his inner monologue. "What?"
"I said, I'm going... you're right. I got what I wanted and - in time - Toboe will forget about you." Kiba stood up.
"Can I at least say good bye to him?" Tsume stood, as well. "Breaking up will look better coming from me."
Kiba considered it. He wanted to say "No"; he had a right to. Because if he agreed to it, knowing Tsume, he'd try to seduce Toboe into bed again. And he couldn't handle that a second time. Sighing, he closed his eyes. "No."
"No?" the model's voice was tense. 'Where the hell does this guy get off?'
"Yeah. And if I ever see you around my brother again... I'll tell the media what their favorite model's been up to." He threatened. "I bet they'd just love that."
"Hn. And you'd do that to Toboe? You know they'd be all over him, too." Tsume crossed his arms.
"I would only give your name," Kiba straightened his back and puffed out his chest.
Tsume smirked. "And if I told them?"
"I doubt you would. Because you wouldn't do that to Toboe either."
'That's true.' Thought Tsume, clearing his throat he asked. "Why didn't you call the cops, like you said you would the first time? You could have avoided all of this, as you seem to think."
Kiba blinked as though he hadn't understood the question, then turning to the exit he answered. "I don't know. Truthfully I just thought that you'd go away on your own, guess that was dumb on my part."
"Hmph, no argument there."
Kiba shook his head, exhaustion taking over him. "Whatever." As he began to walk out of the door, he paused as another thought occurred to him. "Tsume?"
"What?" he was becoming impatient with the teen's presence.
He turned around to face him again. "...What makes people like you?"
The model cocked an eyebrow. It was a sensible enough question; and with a shrug, he said. "Some guys are just perverts, they want power, strength, and being with someone younger than them will get them that."
"I thought so," he turned to leave again but stopped when hearing the man continue to speak, and he faced him again.
"Then there are others - like me," he said softly and sincerely, "you were young for only a short period of time, and regardless of adapting... you held on to that youth deep down somewhere inside of you." He looked up directly into Kiba's eyes. "Then you meet your Toboe... and you're fourteen all over again. And even though your moral knows it's wrong, another part doesn't have a clue."
Kiba could relate to that. If his parents had come back, even for a day, he would be reduced back to that little six year old all over again. But it still didn't matter, Kiba didn't go out looking for some six year old boy, he had Hige. Or he should say, Hige had him as he had made the first move by asking him out.
"Kiba. I truly do love your brother - Toboe. No matter if you think it's wrong, it feels right to the both of us." Tsume walked to the window. "You may understand, you may not. But if I wanted to continue seeing him, and he wanted to continue seeing me, we would do it."
"I know. See that you don't." He turned to leave again. "After you say good bye... if I see you again - Tsume, I will call the police."
"I got it the first time." He smiled faintly, it was unseen as his back was to the teen. But hearing that he had - and part of him thought that it made a difference - permission to say good bye to Toboe, it meant all the world to him.
"See that you do, because I'm serious..." He trailed off seeing Hige walking off the elevator.
"Kiba, there you are... Did you know that boxer, Black Out is on this floor." He looked past his boyfriend, seeing the model standing beyond the apartment door, his anger instantly flared up. "Hey, asshole! Stay away from Toboe!"
"Save it, Hige," Kiba put a hand on his lover's puffed up chest.
"Save it?" he just looked at his boyfriend's face. "Kiba you're hurt; did he do that to you?" The oranget was ready to barge into the place and start a fist fight of his own, but Kiba continued to steer him out.
"Forget about it. Come on."
"You're dead asshole! Dead!"
Kiba closed the door after them. Though with Hige's voice range, he could bet that Tsume still heard as they boarded the elevator.
# #
"It looks more like he beat the shit out of you," Hige was saying, caring for Kiba's wounds a little better than the Wolf teen had done for himself.
They are sitting in Hige's bedroom at the Moon home. Kiba decided against heading back to school, especially when looking like he had just been attacked by a wolf or something. Hige didn't mind not going, it's not as though they had a test or anything. It was just another boring day at school.
Kiba secretly loved being in his boyfriend's room. The bed was like a cloud, puffy and white with blue sheets and high headboards. The walls were painted an off-pearl kind of white and the rest of the décor matched everything else. It was like one of those bedrooms you would see in the catalogs that you're just dying to have but can't afford.
Hige acted as though it was no big deal, and seemed to prefer the simple little things that Kiba's house has. "There." He kissed the side of his boyfriend's head, "All better." a smile of approval spread across his lips. "You'll get my bill Thursday."
"Haha. Now you as a doctor is a scary thought." Kiba mentioned, tapping a finger to the bandage Hige had just finished working on.
"How so?" he pouted with his hands on his hips.
Kiba couldn't believe it had to be said, but he reminded him anyway. "Remember your bird?"
"Neptune?" Hige asked. "You're bringing that up again?"
Kiba laughed at the memory. "Hige, it was a bird. Not a fish, it didn't need a severe bath, and they don't get that hot."
Hige's pout deepened. "Well, I didn't know that - I was eight! To me, the bird seemed hot."
Kiba continued to laugh. "It doesn't matter, when something that usually flies is laying at the bottom of a bathtub in a puddle of water that's usually a sign to stop spraying it."
Hige turned his eyes up recalling the moment. He had been outside all day playing water samurai with Kiba. The Wolf boy had told him he couldn't get too wet, or his guardians would be mad - knowing what he does now, the parent thing was just an excuse for him not to hit his arm. But, either way, when they had come inside for a drink he looked at his bird, Neptune, just sitting there in his cage looking as though he might need a little refreshing.
So naturally he helped a bird out. Taking him upstairs with Kiba on his heels, Hige gave Neptune a couple squirts with the shower head. Sure it was set on hard but it was just a couple little squirts...
Kiba grinned seeing his boyfriend's eyes return from space. "I think the first blast is what really did it." He snickered. "Shot him right in the beak."
"Oh, who cares about him - and quit laughing at me." He slapped his lover's leg.
"I'm sorry, Hige..." He grabbed Moon's cheeks. "Aaaw, don't make that face." He spoke like a parent to a child; imitating Hige's face and receiving a crack of a smile.
"I'll stop pouting for a kiss." The mixed teen replied.
"You would." Kiba opened his arms as he leaned in. Brushing his lips quickly across Hige's cheek, Kiba made a smacking sound with his mouth signifying a kissing sound "Mmmua," before he pulled him into a hug.
"Hey!" Hige laughed. "You call that a kiss?"
"Why, do you want an Eskimo kiss?" Kiba pulled away looking him in the eyes. "Hmm?" he nuzzled his nose to Hige's.
Hige took the opportunity to knock the brunet onto the bed and climb on top of him.
"Nice try, Moon," Kiba rolled over pinning his boyfriend to his bed, "but I always win." He declared.
Hige just laughed, leaning up to kiss his lips, but in that kiss he took advantage to pierce Kiba's skin. "Mmm, is that blood I detect?" He licked the little bit of red rushing from Kiba's bottom lip.
"Kinky." Kiba leaned down kissing him as well. "But I can beat you in that, too."
Hige wasn't exactly sure when their clothing had been removed, but he and Kiba were soon skin humping like rabbits in heat. Foreheads together, breathing in sync, both of their tongues darting out licking in a taste of the other's mouth. Hige's was catching the blood from Kiba's battle bruised lip. Their legs were entwined, one leg after the other with heat and sweat sticking their skin together. Kiba pressed his mouth around Hige's, tilting his head to the left kissing him deeply. The Moon teen took the opportunity to bend the knee between Kiba's legs to bang his hips into his lover's thigh as hard as he could.
Kiba moaned, backing away to part their lips he then moved aside to whisper in Hige's ear. "Hige..." He breathed in a wispy voice, it was almost as though he hadn't said his name at all.
Hige moaned an answer, too caught up in the feeling of the soft brown hair that rest on his cheek, and he nuzzled his face into it while panting in Kiba's ear.
"I need you..." He pressed himself down against his lover's bare length, languorously, heavily, grinding the lower half of his naked body against Hige's. "to get me off..." A shiver ran down Moon's spine as Kiba's tongue passed his ear. "So I can give you an injection..."
Lining his hips against his lover's body sex-to-sex, thigh-to-thigh Kiba began to rock. Harder... Slower. Hige's body arched from the bed, and he began to grind back, quicker than the pace his lover was set to; and he turned his head moaning half into the pillow. The brunet closed his eyes, sitting up with his head tilting back, enjoying the sounds of the vocals below him. Reaching over to the dresser beside the bed, Kiba snagged an open bottle of lubricant, squirting some of the contents into Hige's hand.
Bending his knees to give Kiba support for his back, Hige reached down and began to massage his lover's balls; the warm liquid squishing between the soft flesh and his slightly rough palms - making sure not to touch Kiba's member too much - knowing that when doing the 'injection' you're not allowed to touch that part of them at anytime.
From the arch of Kiba's back, he could tell that his lover was almost ready to give him 'the shot', and he thanked God for that. The way Kiba's rear-end rubbed against his member that's tucked away between their thighs was driving Hige crazy! Each cheek tugging at his foreskin in unison.
"Kiba, please..." He panted.
Lying back down, he grabbed a hold of Hige's hair, and nibbled along the side of his ear. The mixed teen laughed at the assault, tipping his head downward. "Ow!" his body jumped slightly, feeling the brunet's teeth sinking into the exposed part of his neck. Hige's erection was on fire, dripping like a faucet as it rubbed against Kiba's almost steel-like length.
Through clenched teeth he silently pleaded for more - with body language of squeezing his lover's sacks a little harder. He couldn't take the high anymore, he wanted action!
Kiba shifted their position by moving his left leg between their bodies so he could pull Hige's right leg up around his hip. Without even bothering to tell him when, he plunged right into the oranget's tight hole. Hige cried out in pain as Kiba's dry length drove into him before bursting with his essence barely even seconds later.
Kiba kissed his lover's neck sucking hickies here and there, while below he slowly pulled his member out of its hiding hole, which is now being filled with Kiba's seed each inch it pulls away then pushes in.
The Moon teen dug his nails into the sheets, arching away from the bed. God how he loved the pain and pleasure of what he and Kiba rightly named 'The Injection.' Kiba put force into his drive when the head of his member reached the end of the tunnel and slammed back inside. His tongue lapped up the trail of blood trickling from a scratch made on Hige's chest until he had his mouth over the mark again.
With a moan Hige gripped Kiba's back, digging his nails in.
Hige helped Kiba's softened member move in and out of his body, by thrusting himself up into him. The two moved as though they were in no hurry at all, wanting to savour every waking moment of the connection. The Wolf teen trailed kisses to his lover's mouth and they shared a coppery, passionate kiss with tongues swirling around each other. Their moans muffled by the open cavern of their mouth for only a moment, before they parted to make music out loud. They are alone, so why not hear each other?
Hige licked Kiba's earlobe; his hands travelled down Kiba's back where he gave his boyfriend's buttocks a squeeze. That was just the trigger Kiba needed because Hige could feel the Wolf's sex hardening inside of him. Keeping his soft tunnels apart then moving out of him to close them again, over and over. Again and again.
The brunet moved his right leg aside, yanking Hige's other leg around his waist. Kiba never lost his momentum while grabbing a pair of long scarves bunched up on the bed sidetable. Tying the scarf ends to his own wrists, Kiba then used the looped part of the scarf to inclose Hige's sacks so that they were completely enclosed in a fuzzy dome. Giving Hige a suggestive smile, Kiba hooked his boyfriend's arms around the back of his neck and after securing a hold of Hige's hips, Kiba lay his body down against him then began to power thrust into him. The bed shook with their union, jolting and thumping at the wall and floor. Climax was near as they felt the pressure building deep inside of their bodies.
"Uuuuaahhhhhhhhhh!" Hige was sure he'd explode when Kiba raised his hands up towards his shoulders causing the binding to tug at his balls.
His hands grabbed a hold of Kiba's hips while the hard banging continued. 'So close...' The oranget mentally panted.
Kiba closed his eyes loving the beating Hige's swollen member was giving his torso. "Aaa!" Kiba felt the end too. So close.
Pinching Hige's nipples, he leaned over crying out in pleasure as he came inside his boyfriend again, much more fullfilling than the first time. Feeling his lover's heels dig into his back; Kiba thought he would like to stay inside of him forever, but he knew it wouldn't be possible. Pulling out, Kiba slid down the nude body beneath him encasing his mouth around Hige's length, while pulling up on the binds as hard as he could.
"Hhhaaaaaaaaa!" Hige came into Kiba's mouth, spilling every ounce of himself inside of the hot flesh of Kiba's cheeks. The Wolf's teeth bit lightly into the base of Hige's member, before he sucked up and down helping him pump the rest of his spill inside his mouth.
When Hige had nothing left to offer, the brunet crawled up the bed on top of him and slumped down in exhaustion. "Aaa... Kiba," Hige laughed out in a merciful moan.
"I'm sorry." The brunet panted. Lowering his hands so the binds weren't tugging at Hige's balls anymore, Kiba began to undo the binding at his wrist with a little unwatched help from Hige. Giving Hige a quick kiss on his cheek, he mumbled into his neck. "Thank you."
"Haha, for what?"
"For being here, always." Kiba mumbled, rather spent and tired.
"Hey, I keep telling ya... always here for ya, at anytime." He hugged his arms around the brunet's body. "Especially for these times."
Kiba smiled sleepily, "I know. And you don't have to worry about us breaking up, ever."
"Wh-who said anything about that?"
"You always sweat when I get a little mad at you... But you never have anything to worry about 'cause," he looked into Hige's eyes "it's never gonna happen."
"Hahaha," he laughed nervously. "Who says that I sweat...?"
Kiba gave him a look that said, 'Who was he kidding?'
"...Thanks Kiba." He smiled, tenderly hugging him closer. "I really needed to hear that."
In the city, near the school area.
Tsume pulled his car into the parking lot of the middle school. It was almost time for them to get out, and he wanted to see if he could catch Toboe before his 'hero' big brother showed up.
A large group of kids began to move through the double-doors of the school. Each one going on about something or another. Tsume's sharp eyes scanned each child waiting for the one that took his interest. It almost felt like a half year ago, when he had been more or less stalking the young teen. 'There he is.' Tsume smiled sweetly, popping the door of the car open, but he paused seeing Kiba appear at the foot of the stairs of the building. 'What the hell is he doing here?'
The model closed the door when Kiba turned his head looking around the parking lot, as though he was expecting to see the model making his way across it. A tiny smirk graced the older Wolf's lips; knowing that the model is out there, and can't do a single thing, because he and Hige were both waiting for Toboe to get out of the building gave him great pleasure.
The young teen smiled at his brother holding something in his hand. "Look, Kiba, I did this in art." He was saying.
"Cool." The Wolf teen took the piece of paper from his brother looking it over.
"What is it supposed to be? You?" Hige teased, brushing a hand roughly through Toboe's hair. Needless to say the both of them were still on Cloud Nine from their little side trip at Hige's house. They couldn't wait to spend the rest of the week together.
"It's not me." Toboe said seriously. "It's a wolf, you see, like the ones in the woods... It's howling at the moon." He followed the lovers over to Hige's car.
"What moon? You drew a sunset runt." Hige continued to mess with the kid.
"Same thing."
Kiba interrupted them by saying. "Coyotes, howl at the sunset."
"It's not a coyote!" The teen insisted. Climbing into the car, he pulled the door shut then put his picture away. "Forget it."
Kiba laughed as he buckled his seatbelt. "I'm kidding. I like your wolf. We'll hang it on the wall in the living room - framed and everything."
Smiling proudly, mostly because he knew his brother had been joking with him, and the fact that he didn't back it up with a coyote remark.
"Besides," Hige was saying, "you might be Wolf brothers, but you can still give love to coyotes." The oranget laughed at the desired pout.
'Should have known it was too good to be true.' Thought Toboe. He crossed his arms over his chest, turning his head to look out the window. 'I wonder what's for dinner?' "Hey Kiba, what's for dinner?"
"Whatever you want. I'm gonna be at Hige's for a while." He hid his smile by looking at his lap.
"Hige's?" The younger teen thought that was kind of odd. 'Must be homework related... Cause they wouldn't go there just to do that... would they? In the daylight!'
"It'll only be three days," Kiba went on saying.
"Three days... What kind of homework project is it?" The teen pretended naive as to why his brother would want to spend three days with Hige. However, "Are you guys gonna have sex or something?" he blurted out on accident, then bit his tongue.
Kiba and Hige threw each other nervous glances, then laughed the question off. "Toboe, we're dating. I just want to spend some alone time with Hige." Explained his older brother. "And besides, this benefits the both of us."
"How?" he leaned forward in his seat.
Kiba stilled, hesitant at first, but then he swallowed, saying. "Yes. Because, though with supervision," he made sure to stress. "I am going to let you stay alone those three days. You can watch out for yourself."
Toboe thought that he had gotten into the wrong car with two people who just coincidently have the same names and faces as his brother and his friend. Or, maybe there was a chance he hadn't heard right. "Wh-what?"
"I said you can watch yourself," repeated Kiba. "You're old enough now to know right from wrong, I trust you."
"You do?" The younger Wolf sounded as though he were on the verge of elated tears. His brother really does love him, and wasn't going to baby him anymore! Toboe couldn't help but smile at the thought of being home alone, maybe cooking and cleaning; tch, that would really shock Kiba to come home to.
"But I am going to call every hour to check up on you, and Cher will be there - only to cook for you."
"This is so cool... All by myself... Alone..." He sat back in his seat, the cheer in his voice fading just slightly, "In that big house..."
"Yeah, runt, now you can masturbate aaall over the place." Hige teased.
Kiba punched his boyfriend on the shoulder, giving him a stern look. Toboe chuckled quietly in the backseat, glad that someone could keep the pest from picking on him. "And I'm not a runt."
"Alright, so you're Mr. Runt, you're still a kid."
"Kibaaa tell him to stop making fun of me!"
"Hige." He mock warned.
"Whaat?" He shrugged innocently.
Toboe snuggled his back into the backseat, grinning like a lunatic. 'He trust me! My brother really trusts me... But what am I gonna do all by myself?'
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