Transaction

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Author’s Notes: A few things got rushed around here because… well, we don’t know why honestly. We’re working out the bugs and I think it should turn out fine. But I don’t know. So I’m leaving it up to you guys to decide for yourselves.

Enjoy!
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Transaction

Chapter Twenty-Eight
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Kenji couldn't breathe through the kiss, which had become hot and fast. He was on his back again, pants pushed as far down as they could be with his shoes still on. Haido was leaned over him, their hands forced to stop because their hips were pressed together.

But there was the more pressing matter of air. Kenji broke the kiss with a gasp, hooking one foot behind the other to push off his shoes. One hit the ground with a heavy thunk, and the other landed on top of it, only to roll and thunk again.

"Haido..." He swallowed hard, looking up at the man he couldn't quite call a friend, but wasn't sure how to classify otherwise. The floor was cold underneath him, but he'd stopped noticing somewhere during the kiss, and it didn't seem so important anymore.

Breathing was certainly the most pressing matter.

Haido was panting lightly as he removed the rest of Kenji's pants after he had removed his boots. He was naked now, completely on the studio floor, Haido hovering over him. His own pants were still opened and he knew this sight was enough to put him over, but he had to resist.

He knew that while they both wanted the release, he wanted to make this good for Kenji. He needed to make it good. He didn't want his first time to be a scar in his mind forever. Though... a studio wasn't exactly ideal.

Haido moved, parting Kenji's legs and settling between them. He looked at Kenji and smiled slightly before scooting down and lowering himself to be face to face with the other man's erection. He encircled the base of it with his hand and placed a small kiss to the tip before taking it into his mouth.

Having barely realized what was going to happen before Haido had taken him into his mouth, Kenji was not prepared. The moan hurt as it pushed past his lips. He couldn't bring himself to care, though, lost in the wet heat of Haido's mouth wrapped around his tip.

There was no way any bit of skin could feel that much. Kenji felt as if his entire body was on fire, skin too warm, almost feverish. He couldn't get enough air into his lungs. He was free falling into black heat, but he couldn't possibly be.

The floor was solid underneath him, he could still see Haido, still feel everything... But there was so much to feel, he didn't know what to do. His fingers searched for something to grip on the floor, a seam to dig his nails into.

It was loud, that moan, and Haido felt his heart race at the sound of it. Good, at least he was enjoying himself. That was what he wanted to make sure of most. That Kenji got a little taste of everything and enjoyed it.

Haido watched his hands scramble and rest his bandaged one on his bare stomach, petting softly. He hollowed his cheeks and swallowed to increase the pressure before bobbing his head up and down, moving his tongue around the erection as he moved his curled hand in time to the bobbing, hitting his lips.

After this would come the hardest part.

Breathing heavily, Kenji's chest rose and fell with each gasp. He couldn't get enough air to make any noises, everything lost after the first moan, but he tried to make it clear how much he loved the feeling. Every agonizing second, he loved.

Finally, he gasped in enough breath to let out a long, low moan of Haido's name, fingers finding the shirt he'd abandoned some time ago and gripping tight.

This was going to drive him mad. There seemed to be no end, nothing to keep him from spiraling down into that black abyss that was going to eat him whole. But, it would be such a good way to go, filled with such mindless pleasure that he couldn't even begin to form a structured thought.

He slowed the pace until he came to a complete stop, removing the erection from his mouth. Haido smiled up at Kenji. It was a sly little smile, because of the noises he was sure to get from stopping. He didn't have that much time to relish in it, seeing as he needed to use this moment to try and coax Kenji all the way.

Haido sat back on his legs and paused for a moment before getting up. He went and dug around through his things and came back, retaking his position from before. He held up a little black foil package.

"This is... for my burn, but we do have limited options," Haido said awkwardly. "Ke..." he swallowed briefly. “Kenji, it's completely up to you."

A pained noise left Kenji's throat as Haido pulled back, and he had to blink twice before he could see Haido through the cloud that had been blocking out most of his vision. Haido was well away from his body, but coming back with a packet.

His heart skipped a beat, and his breath caught.

Wetting his lips in an unconscious movement, Kenji pushed himself up onto his elbows with movements that didn't feel like they were attached to his body. "I'll by you a new packet..." He promised, giving his head a little nod to make his acceptance clear.

He wanted this. He knew what it could mean, but he still wanted it. He wanted to know what it felt like, with Haido. He wanted to know.

Haido shook his head. "Don't worry about it."

What a thing to think about at a time like this. Buying him a new packet. He snorted quietly shaking his head as he carefully tore the packet. Was he still nervous? As much as he could be, but he couldn't keep showing it the whole time, could he?

A little flicker of black foil fluttered to the ground near them, and with his right, bandaged hand, he carefully squeezed out some onto his fingers. He gently set the package down on the floor and awkwardly worked the thick, cool gel over this first three fingers. He wasn't all that big, but no reason for it to be uncomfortable for Kenji.

"I need to you take a deep breath and relax as best you can," Haido said softly, shifting as he moved his hand into place. "I'm going to do this one finger at a time, alright?"

He waited for the go ahead, and then slowly started pushing in one finger.

Haido's voice had always been soft, Kenji knew that, but he'd never really noticed how soft it could be until Haido was telling him to relax. Lowering himself back down on the floor, Kenji let out a deep breath. It didn't stop him from gasping and rejecting the intrusion as Haido's finger pushed into him.

It wasn't that it hurt, or felt bad, it was just strange. Very strange. He had never, ever felt anything like this, and he'd never thought he really would.

A low, helpless noise left his throat, because he wasn't sure what to do. Kenji squeezed his eyes shut tight, taking a slow, shuddering breath. It wasn't bad, he reminded himself. It was only Haido. Haido wouldn't hurt him, or do anything he didn't want him to do.

It was just strange.

He watched Kenji's face very carefully as he pushed the finger in until it could go no further. His bandaged hand rested on the other man's stomach, just rubbing methodically, a comforting motion. But for who? He was nervous too. Nervous as hell.

Haido crooked his finger, wriggling it a bit, trying to loosen up the tight muscle as best he could, whispering soft words the whole way through.

"Ok, Kenji" it still felt weird to use his name "This really won't mean much, but just keep trying to relax for me... I have use another finger, ok?"

Haido worked his bottom lip between his teeth as he squeezed in another finger, looking at Kenji's face a little worried.

Reaching down with one hand, Kenji took Haido by the wrist, because he could still feel the bandage catching on his skin. His fingers were loose, and he nodded as Haido spoke.

His hand tightened as the second finger was added, and he bit the inside of his cheek hard. Trying to take deep breaths, his breathing only grew more irregular, body trying to reject the fingers pushed inside of him.

It hurt. It hurt so much more then the first finger had. He'd thought, after years of friendship with Keiko, there wasn't anything that could make him hurt like this. But, here he was, eyes squeezed shut tight to hide the wetness he was determined to ignore.

This why it was such a big step. Bigger than with a woman, Haido thought. There was so much pain to go through, and to add to it, it was Kenji's first time. Haido didn't complain when his wrist was taken, or at the pressure added to it. Kenji had every right.

"You can stop if you want," he said softly. "It's completely fine with me. Don't push yourself."

No one should be forced into something. It wasn't right, and it didn't make anything end well in the long run. He couldn't do that to someone. And seeing Kenji's face made him want to stop anyway. It looked like he was getting upset.

His hand released when his eyes opened, and Kenji shook his head. "No..." He swallowed, trying to keep his voice from shaking. "Don't worry about it..."

It was hard to dissuade him from a decision once he'd made up his mind. And he'd decided, as soon as he let Haido continue, that he would do this. It was a curiosity thing, but it was more then that. He just couldn't say what it was. He wasn't sure.

Haido wasn't looking convinced, though, and Kenji suppressed a swell of unwarranted panic. They were already so far in... "Please, Haido..."

"Shh," he said with a small smile, awkwardly leaning foward to give him a little kiss. "It's fine if it's what you want, Kenji."

Haido couldn't dissuade Kenji even if he wanted to, but it was still shocking to see such a metamorphosis of one person. If he wasn't mistaken, the other man's eyes looked wet, and it made something inside him pain to see it. It was his fault.

"I'm going to start stretching now, ok? This is going to hurt, but it'll go quicker if you don't tense up," he coxed, spreading the two fingers slowly. The muscle certainly didn't want to give either way, but it had to be done.

Haido wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't do it right.
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Author’s Notes: I’m going to bed early tonight, so I figured I’d throw this one up now before I head in. Anyways, this chapter was awkward since we didn’t know where we were going or what we were doing. I’ll get Kel’s take on it when I can, but she’s busy with school so it may take awhile.

Haido doesn’t seem like he fully knows what he’s doing. At least to me, and I wrote him! Or maybe he’s just honestly worried. I’m not sure. Virginity is a strange thing. As a female, I can agree with this. I think anyone who wants to wait for marriage is someone to admire slightly. It’s a hard thing to do. But it has a lot of redeeming qualities. I have a friend who says she wants to wait until it’s with someone she really cares about. And even though I’m not a virgin and she is, I told her she might look into trying to wait until marriage.

I don’t regret what I did, but really, I do feel a little bad. It is something a bit special, isn’t it? Well, I feel it is, and I lost that so if I got married one day, I wouldn’t be able to have the kind of moment with the person I chose to be with for the rest of my life. Or until we divorced. But I think it’s hard to have relationships without knowing things you want since sexuality is such a diverse and slowly accepting thing in society. I’m a realist and a romantic. It’s a strange mix. ^.^

What I don’t know, is how it is for guys. Specifically for this story, homosexuals. I never thought to ask. So, I can’t honestly give an answer on those thoughts. Either way, a first time is a big deal. If it had been a different place, I would’ve made a condom a part of this scene. I think if you’re going to do it, be safe about it. But, everyone knows by now that keeping a condom in your wallet is a bad idea.

But, I hope you enjoy the things about to happen, and that you can stop for a moment and send us a review on your thoughts. Be it the story, or anything I’ve ever written in the A/Ns. It would actually be neat if anyone had any thoughts on this topic in particular. Anyways!

See you next chapter!

~Subby