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As the Smoke Clears #4 in Rivalry Series	By : kurahieiritrJIO Category: +G to L > Initial D Views: 2672 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-As the Smoke Clears
- 2-Smoke 2
- 3-Smoke 3
- 4-Smoke 4
- 5-Smoke 5
- 6-Smoke 6
- 7-Smoke 7
- 8-Smoke 8
- 9-Smoke 9
- 10-Smoke 10
- 11-Smoke 11
- 12-Smoke 12
- 13-Smoke 13
- 14-Smoke 14
- 15-Some 15
- 16-Smoke 16
- 17-Chapter 17
- 18-Smoke 18
- 19-Smoke 19
- 20-Smoke 20
- 21-Smoke 21
- 22-Smoke 22
- 23-Smoke 23
- 24-Smoke 24
- 25-Smoke 25
- 26-Smoke 26
- 27-Smoke 27
- 28-Smoke 28
- 29-Smoke 29
- 30-Smoke 30
- 31-Smoke 31
- 32-Smoke 32
- 33-Smoke 33
- 34-Smoke 34
- 35-Smoke 35
- 36-Smoke 36
- 37-Smoke 37
- 38-Smoke 38
- 39-Smoke 39
- 40-Smoke 40
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CHAPTER 22

WARNING: GRAPHIC LEMON

Whether it was a byproduct of drug withdrawals, the subliminal messages at work, or simply a need to prove that he loved him, Takumi's new sexuality dumbfounded Keisuke. Nothing adequately described Takumi's intensified passion. The first noticeable difference in Takumi's lovemaking was the way he used his tongue far more effectively when giving head. The second delightful difference was the mind-blowing way Takumi used his hands and body to devastate Keisuke's previous perception of pleasure. Their lovemaking was turning Keisuke into a very exhausted, deeply sated mess.

Using his own methods against him, Takumi was showing him exactly how fierce rapid multiple sweet spot orgasms got while sprawled upon the hospital's bathroom floor. Keisuke's body hummed and buzzed from the rapid fire releases that had completely drained him. It had taken him several minutes to regain some semblance of control over his muddled thoughts, forget his hard shaking body.

Normally he was the more aggressive, insatiable partner. Once aroused, his emotions kept him hard for prolonged periods. Yet he had always dominated in those trysts with Takumi. In a surprising turn around, Takumi barely gave him time to regain enough composure to move before resuming their lovemaking. He vaguely recalled Takumi grabbing his hips and shifting their bodies so he was no longer sitting in Takumi's lap.

Their lips welded together as Takumi began driving him into another peak arousal with cunning hands and seductive, demanding kisses. Passion was escalating into another round of passionate love making before Keisuke fully regained his senses from their first session.

The only problem Keisuke had with being so deliciously overwhelmed was his uncertainty of when he landed on his back. Again, Takumi was giving him another indescribably hot blow job. Sixty-nine position took on a new dimension. Determination rising, Keisuke sought to give back as he received despite his breathless state. The blond found himself praying this kind of pleasure was a permeant change in his lover's sensuality, despite being disoriented by the escalating climaxes experienced.

Wildly erotic sensations flowed up Keisuke's spine and filled his pelvic cradle again as Takumi's mouth and hands kept him suspended in a zone of intense pleasure just before true release. He understood the technique involved from doing the same to Takumi so often in the past. He sought to give equal rapture to his younger lover who was using all of his most devious tactics against him with surprising efficiency.

Silently thanking God for Takumi's return, Keisuke felt no qualms about unleashing his libido during their second tryst. Finding the dropped container of lube he had brought for when Takumi began to get so horny, Keisuke slicked his fingers to work on Takumi's prostate as he sucked on his younger lover's erection. Still much tighter than Keisuke wished, Takumi's body accepted only two of his fingers comfortably. Using his thumb to massage the back of Takumi's sac from the outside, he worked his lover's body inside and out, the same as Takumi was doing for him. Shivering and swaying hypnotically as he manipulated his amber haired mate's prostate, Takumi's back bowed like a cat's over him. His hips moved with Takumi's head as his body's electric pulses of expanding heat completely captivated Keisuke's awareness. His energetic lover continued to lift him into new plateaus without letting him cum. The pleasure, and building pressure bordered on painful.

Muscles rippled and shivered around his fingers as Keisuke continued to gently push his mate higher with his mouth and hands. Recalling that he needed to be careful with Takumi's freshly healed ass was difficult. His own prostate screamed a riot of decadent messages that spun his mind into a hazy state. All he could do was groan since his mouth was too full of Takumi's cock to beg for needed release. So many sensations ricocheted through his body that Keisuke was in a quandary about which one to pay attention to at any given moment. Diverse sensations were merging into a stream of continuous sensory rapture that kept Keisuke completely enslaved by Takumi's movements. Never before had he experienced such acute full body bliss.

Keisuke knew he had pushed Takumi into this realm a handful of times before the slaver abducted him. However this was the first time he had ever experienced the full effects of his own devious nature. Even that thought evaporated as his body caved completely and climaxed yet again. Shuddering and pulling back from Takumi's erection, Keisuke gulped air into his starving lungs.

Hearing Takumi's sensual chuckle as he felt him slide off his body, Keisuke wondered how much more he could handle. His lips and fingers were numb from physical gratification. "I really like your expression, Lover."

"Nhhng," was the best Keisuke could manage as he panted. Half of him wanted to see if he could get pushed any higher, and yet, the very real possibility of passing out if he didn't regain some control also registered.

"For once I'm making you insensible. How do you like it?" The sensual timbre of Takumi's voice held honest curiosity.

Still breathing heavily, Keisuke managed to get his mouth working well enough to gasp out, "Talk about addictive. . . . My body's buzzing so hard . . . I'm starting to have problems even thinking."

"Not quite into the zone then. My mind can't function when you put me into the zone."

The sensual smirk on Takumi's face as he spoke made Keisuke shiver in anticipation. Ready or not he knew he was going to learn how high 'the zone' was before Takumi was satisfied. His body registered Takumi's erection sliding into his channel with a jolt as Takumi drew his knees up onto his shoulders and leaned in closer. His hips were completely off the tiled floor Keisuke realized a moment later. Takumi was already moving within his depths. The tile was colder than he would have liked, yet Keisuke had little time to consider the mild discomfort. Takumi's shaft slammed harder against his sweet spot than in their previous coupling. A wild pulsation shot through his pelvis and up his spine. Deep, powerful, electric heat rocketed through Keisuke's body as Takumi manipulated his body in ways he had used countless times on his younger lover.

Losing all ability to think, Keisuke writhed in ecstacy within Takumi's grasp. His nervous system took complete animalistic control. Sensations spun and whirled through him in a maelstrom of indescribable pulsating waves. Instinct drove his body into Takumi's thrusts as Keisuke lost track of everything but the white-hot messages his nerves delivered in extended, penetrating exaltation. Orgasmic pleasure flashed through him repeatedly as his body shuddered without let up. How long Takumi suspended him in a state of such extreme ecstacy, Keisuke could not determine.

As he began to come back down from the incredible overload, he realized Takumi was brushing his hair back from his forehead. It seemed his younger mate was waiting for him to start functioning again. Nearly mindless, Keisuke discovered that his body was beyond the buzzing high of their last lovemaking. Disconcerting electricity was flowing through his veins so strongly he had no hope of making his limbs work.

"Think you can still love and forgive me, Keisuke?" Takumi was asking next to his ear as more of Keisuke's mind disengaged from his body. If he fought to regain full his concentration, he figured he would also get back some semblance of control over his limbs.

"I'll always love you, my own. There's nothing to forgive either." He managed to get one arm working well enough to pull Takumi's lips to his in a slow chaste kiss. "You've completely revised my idea of mind blowing's meaning today. Is this how I've made you feel when we were together before they stole you from me?"

"Hm, not sure. Depends. I'm completely unable to move, or think enough to answer you for a long time when you've put me in the zone. Nani do you think about it? Do you like playing in the zone?" Takumi smiled against his lips as he spoke.

"I'll let you know after I recover enough to move again." Keisuke teased as his mind operated sluggishly. His muscles were too limp to maintain his hold on Takumi's head. His arm slid back to the tile while his back shot a message that it was too hard a surface to remain upon much longer. His eyes locked with Takumi's own kaleidoscope orbs. The deep vibrant violet and mossy greens were striated strangely. Before, spokes of antique gold had separated the diverse colors of Takumi's arousal hues. Now stormy gray shards ripped apart the more balanced tones. Takeuchi's warnings about how Takumi would get in Leamas's office surfaced with a vengeance.

"The good news is that the insatiable stage only lasts a few days. The bad part is that Keisuke san will kill me before you get over that stage if I'm in the same room, Tak. It isn't called the insatiable phase without reason! You're going to feel insanely passionate. Keisuke san's got to be prepared beforehand, and stay with you around the clock. You'll be having some pretty extreme cravings . . . if you get my meaning. Once it passes, you'll sleep like the dead for a couple of days, so you won't notice how sore you'll be."

"How extreme are we talking about, Takeuchi?" He asked thinking it would be an interesting way to get completely reacquainted with Takumi's sensual side.

Itsuke leaned forward in his seat and gave him a strange look. "Get a big bottle of lube level of extreme. You'll also have to force Tak to eat and drink once it starts. He'll be irritable, and pushy as hell for the first two days and won't be able to sleep. The drug makes it harder to get off and feel satisfied which won't make him happy. That's the main reason for the nick name of insatiable. Tak's going to have lots of stamina for two days. He'll start getting back to normal after the second day."

Still sucking air into starved lungs, Keisuke suddenly accepted that he had taken on more than he could handle solo. If Itsuke was correct about Takumi's supercharged sex drive, Keisuke realized he was going to have difficulty. With this unnerving, voracious appetite that Takumi was displaying, Keisuke understood that he would be the one who was getting very sore soon. Two rounds of lovemaking had already exhausted him far more than he had expected. He had never had his nervous system overwhelmed by orgasms before. That was an equally disconcerting development he had not anticipated.

If he could be the dominant part of the time, handling this wild hunger experienced by Takumi would be easier. Yet with Takumi's glory hole still so tight, he dared not attempt to play the seme role. Acting only as an uke, he comprehended that he could not handle Takumi for two full days at this level of intensity. Considering the look Takeuchi had given him as he spoke of the insatiable phase, Keisuke knew there was zero possibility of taking extended breaks between lovemaking to rest. The realization hit him that Takumi was already toying with his body to arouse him again. In fact, Takumi had yet to withdraw his rock hard length from his channel.

Muffled voices in the main hospital room caught Keisuke's keen ears. The voices tugged his awareness from Takumi's caresses. Speaking softly, Keisuke managed to get a grip on Takumi's hands. "Matte, Takumi. Sounds like someone's in your room. It may be Leamas sama and his interpreter."

Pulling back marginally with glittering eyes, Takumi's lush lips thinned dramatically. "They have lousy timing. Damn it! I can't go out there like this."

Seeking to untangle his body from Takumi's arousal, Keisuke teased, "Looks like you're still so hard you can't stand it again, my own."

"Like I said, . . . they have lousy timing." His lover hissed as he let him squirm free of his grasp.

Hearing Takeuchi's voice among the others, Keisuke knew he had to decide. Takumi was horny enough to make him skeptical about how long he could completely satisfy the rapid demands his lover was making on his body. His thoughts shifted to images he had seen at the video evidence review.

'Takeuchi's strapping frame branded itself into Keisuke's mind. His vision sharpening, Keisuke found himself cataloging everything about Takeuchi's nude back with a fighter's knowledge of strengths and weaknesses. Having lost so much baby fat, Takeuchi had not yet developed the muscle potential in his back to match the very large, heavy bone structure revealed. Broad, thick boned shoulder blades and an equally straight back dominated the large screen. A powerhouse fighter's natural structure that lacked the required muscle to look right filled his vision. Those potentially powerful lines were evident all the way down into Takeuchi's calves. Strong hips and glutes advertized the youth's better developed leg strength while Takeuchi struggled against the ropes holding him tight against the bars.'

Other images flashed into focus as he stripped the condom from Takumi's erection. Keisuke considered other glaring changes he had noticed about Takumi's unexpected crush. Keisuke recalled the details of the other man's face. Without baby fat rounding his features, Itsuke's face had also dramatically changed. A rectangular jaw line and chin had emerged. The much longer, thick hair that framed Takeuchi's cheek bones and highlighted the natural slant of his eyes made them larger. Even his lips had lost the jutted permanent pout caused by chunkiness. The younger man's lips were still thicker than average, but not as unattractive with the fat missing. Forced weight loss had caused very positive changes.

Thinking fast, Keisuke decided that he could keep Takeuchi from reverting to his prior chubby state. He was easy enough to manipulate because of his submissive personality. By pushing Takeuchi to build the muscle his big-boned frame required, he could be decent looking once he filled his frame correctly. A powerhouse built only came in two categories, attractive hard lines of sculpted muscular beauty, and repulsive fat rounded balls or pears. He could whip Takeuchi into the former category fast enough. With his knowledge, Keisuke knew he could also make the other man keep a more attractive hair style. With the right clothes, and other tweaks Keisuke had in mind, Takeuchi would not be lonely for long.

"Threesomes present a new set of possibilities that could make you very happy, my own." He crooned to his irritable and very aroused spouse while stroking his weeping shaft seeking to get Takumi off.

"Eh? Nani are you saying, Lover?" Takumi's head cocked to the side as he studied him through narrowed eyes.

"I'm still offering to let you play with Itsuke kun like I know you want to, my own. We could work together to get you off harder, . . . so you'll calm down."

"Damn it, Keisuke! Don't start tempting me to do something stupid!" His spouse snapped in a loud, anger tinged voice.

Takeuchi's muffled voice followed a knock on the jamb. "Tak, are you okay?"

Shooting a dagger glare at him, Takumi answered his best friend. "We're fine, Itsuke. Can you tell Leamas sama that I'm stuck in here? We need to postpone today's counseling session."

"Hai, Tak. I'll tell him. I figured you were starting the insatiable phase yesterday. Keisuke san, have fun with Tak." Itsuke's tone sounded oddly gruff.

"Matte, Itsuke. I need some answers, so don't you dare leave!" Dropping his voice level to a soft purr, Keisuke looked at his frowning spouse. "I've already told you that I'm not going to get mad if you play with Itsuke. Between us, Itsuke and I can get you off several times over. That's something you obviously need, dear heart."

Takumi's eyes flew wide as he stared down on him. Keisuke lifted his body and kissed his life mate before he could say anything. Takumi's lips and tongue instantly clung to his. Addictive as always, Takumi's kiss was enough to derail his fast formulated planning. Engrossed in the wild lust transmitting to him through their connection, Takumi's hands tangled in his hair as he welded his body against Keisuke's chest.

"Uhm, Keisuke san, nani do you need to know about the insatiable stage now?" He heard the object of their soft discussion asking through the closed partition.

Tossing his head back, Takumi broke contact. "Damn! I'm completely losing my freaking mind."

"Naze do you think that, my own?" Keisuke grinned up at his trembling spouse.

"Because I want . . . way too much . . . suddenly. . . . How can I . . . fix things with you and Itsuke, . . . without hurting one of you? . . . Losing either of you . . . I can't handle that thought."

"Everything will work out if you'll stop worrying so much. Relax, my own. Let your feelings guide you, and everything will work out. You both need answers, so I'll help you get them, and make sure you never lose either one of us." Keisuke ran his free hand through Takumi's damp hair as he reassured his amber haired mate. Twisting his head so that he was facing the doorway, Keisuke spoke louder. "There's plenty that I need to know. If minasan's gone, open the damned door. Itsuke."

Opening the door as little as possible, Itsuke spoke as he pushed a cloth-covered hand through the small opening. "Leamas sama said he was putting a sign on the door and was going to explain things to the staff on this floor. He said he'd make sure you don't get disturbed. The staff will make sure meals are left on a trolley beside the door. They'll knock to let you know the food arrived. He said to give you this robe so you can grab your meals."

"This tile is getting hard on my back, Takumi. Let's go back to your bed now that the coast is clear." Keisuke released his lover's weeping erection as he spoke.

With a frown, Takumi rose and jerked the slide door open as he stalked back toward his hospital bed. Grabbing the bottle of lotion and his cargo pants, Keisuke followed his hyper aroused mate into the main room at a more sedate pace. It amused him to see that their nudity averted Takeuchi's face from their bodies. Itsuke asked in a strangled voice, "Nani exactly do you need to know about this stage, Keisuke san?"

"Go sit on the bed, Itsuke. Looks like I need plenty of information." He dumped his pants on the chair beside his sulky lover's bed, and grabbed the water pitcher. Pouring a glass, he shoved it at Takumi. "You need to drink this, my own." The mutinous shift in Takumi's expression warned him to speak before his mate could argue. "Don't start. If you don't stay hydrated, I'll have the isha san bring a sedative with your name on it although I don't want to, Takumi. I won't risk you getting sick again."

Face averted still, Itsuke verbally backed him. "He's right, Tak. You have to take breaks to eat and drink even if you don't feel hungry. Listen to Keisuke san."

Noticing Takumi's glare shifting between them equally, he was relieved when his amber haired beloved grabbed the glass and drained it. Turning back to study Takeuchi, Keisuke spoke. "Domo, Itsuke. How frequent were the other captives' rebounds after orgasm when you were learning about this stage?"

"You mean how long before they were ready for the next round of sex, right?" Itsuke asked as he played with the scar ridge on his mutilated hand.

"Hai." Keisuke answered.

"Most had between ten to twenty minutes of down time. One had a lot of trouble getting off so went almost nonstop until he managed to get off hard enough."

Startled and having immediate concerns about Takumi's health, Keisuke probed for more answers. "How long did the last one you mentioned last, Itsuke?"

"The first twenty-four hours was an almost nonstop sex marathon, but he settled into more down time after that. This stage isn't the same as the other withdrawals. Tak can control his body if he wants, but like I said in Leamas's office, he'll be frustrated with how he gets off for the first twenty-four, to forty-eight hours. The ones I saw in the compound seemed desperate to really get off so they didn't want breaks because they weren't satisfied. The second day was almost as bad. After that I guess their guts started to loosen. They started feeling more normal. Anything else you want to know?"

Accepting the empty glass held toward him, Keisuke noticed Takumi's hand was shaking. His gloriously aroused body was flushed, screaming with lust while heavy lidded eyes gave him an expression of seductiveness the like of which Keisuke had never seen. "That's going to be a problem, my own. You're having a hard time ejaculating, aren't you?"

"Hai. I've only cum once so far. Nani can we do to get me off, Itsuke?" He again faced Itsuke while his frustrated mate started demanding answers.

"Uhm, well, Chiasa said that it would level out so long as you eat and make yourself take breaks after a couple of ejaculations, Tak." His mangled hand slid through heavy collar length hair to push his new bangs out of his eyes. He was staring into the hospital floor as if he wished it would swallow him.

"Kami sama! Look at me, Itsuke kun." The blond barked at the teen sitting on the end of Takumi's bed. With a small jump, Itsuke went rigid. Sliding his gaze sideways, Keisuke could see that Takumi's eyes had closed as he tried to get relief from his extreme arousal by jerking himself off.

Fidgeting, Itsuke finally obeyed his order and met his gaze with worried brown eyes. "I don't know how else to put it, Keisuke san. Until Tak's body starts to unwind, he's going to be one of the ones that have problems getting off."

"Focus on remembering how other victims got relief then. Other than jacking Takumi off, and giving him repeated blow jobs, there's only so much uke time my body can safely handle. Takumi's ass is still too resistant after the surgery for me to switch off and dominate with him yet. I refuse to risk hurting him just to get him off."

"Chiasa always used teams to handle the first and second day." The black-haired teen admitted with a frown.

"Were you ever involved with any of that bitch's teams, Itsuke?" Keisuke demanded.

Takeuchi shuddered as his head swung back toward the door leading into the hallway.

"Answer me, Takeuchi. If you were, you need to help me get Takumi through this safely. If you really do care about him, then we'll find a way to work everything out as we move forward from here. This won't be a problem if you both relax, plus trust me and each other. Hell, if anything it might just resolve your mixed up emotions."

Looking distressed, Itsuke gave both of them nervous glances as he considered his answer. Finally, he vented a sorrow-tinged sigh. "Hai, Chiasa made me help with one other withdrawal case, but only for short periods."

"Domo for telling us. Can I rely on you to make this easier for Takumi by helping him with everything you already know?" Keisuke asked the uncomfortable younger man.

"I'll tell you everything I can to help Tak, Keisuke san."

"Don't evade my direct question with a sidestep answer, Itsuke. You know damned well I asked if you're willing to get involved with Takumi."

"If I did, you'd kill me once the jealousy set in, Keisuke san." The younger man whined at him.

"I can't keep up with Takumi alone because of having to stay in the role of an uke. I hate to admit it, but that's the extremely embarrassing truth. My body can't handle that much nonstop sex. I'm already getting too tired to keep up with his pace. There's not a chance in hell I'm going to kill you since this is my idea, Takeuchi. Quit being dense."

The shock on Takeuchi's face was comical as he finally faced them both squarely. "From all the things Mitani san said about you, I thought that if anyone could deal with Tak alone, it would be you, Keisuke san."

"Akiho's twisted mind definitely got much sicker after she went back to that slaver if you got that impression. I'm still very human, Itsuke. Put bluntly, I may have decent stamina, but that doesn't mean I can go for hours without breaks."

"Guess I didn't think about that. Even Sadami has a huge complex about you because of all of Mitani san's gossiping." Takumi crawled closer to his lifelong friend and their eyes locked with Takumi holding rigid on his hands and knees. Keisuke could see Takeuchi's Adams-apple bob as they held one of their silent conversations.

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As the Smoke Clears #4 in Rivalry Series