Honey Pot

Honey Pot by Hestia

Chapter 3: The Talk

“So passionate, Tetsuya? Have you fallen in love with me? Are you ready to bend over and beg for it?”

“Hide, you ass! God dammit! What’s wrong with you?” Niwa stopped his rant, tilting his head and sniffing. His dark brown hair swung around his face as he turned his head around, examining his best friend’s dorm room like he had never seen it before. Hideaki was already dressing calmly when King put two and two together and with a growl of “Hide!” lunged for him.

It was easy to elude him, and carefully buttoning his white shirt, Nakajima simply said, “Yes, Mr. President?”

“You bastard! You idiot! You had us all worried about you, and you were just horny?”

Hide frowned, glaring menacingly at his best friend as he tied his tie. The icy look, however, didn’t phase his friend.

“Seriously, I haven’t done any work this week, and you haven’t said one word to me about it, let alone throw a pen at me! You’ve been typing slow, and hardly getting any work done yourself! And when I bumped into Shichijo-san and Saioniji-san of the Treasury, they asked about you, wondering if you had gone home on vacation! Naruse said he seen you out walking almost every time for the last week or so when he’s taken the tennis team for their run, something that hasn’t happened but two or three times before. And what is this about attacking and threatening that brat, Taki? What’s going on?”

Smoothing down his vest and jacket, Hide sighed. “Let’s go off campus tonight, Tetsuya, and I’ll tell you what has me acting so weird.”

“Oh, hey, not to that damn club of yours with that awful music?”

“If you get more work done than me this afternoon, you can pick the club,” said Hide beginning to pack his computer case. Not surprisingly, his comment stopped Niwa’s complaints about his favorite jazz club.

“Hide, you know how you lecture me about not letting things build up? I think you need to listen to your own advice. Maybe we should do to the baths, tonight, so you can relax instead?”

“Tetsuya, do you really want to get in a bath with me when I’m suffering from severe sexual frustration? Are you offering yourself? I’ve always thought of you as friend, a very close and intimate friend, but I never saw it going beyond that—“

Hide had to snap his head back quickly to avoid King’s punch, “Hide! Dammit! Stop trying to change the subject and saying these stupid things about you and me! For god’s sake that time, didn’t we sort this out when we were 15? Unless you’re willing to suck my cock, or I’m willing to bend over for you, it ain’t happening! And I don’t see you on your knees or me over a desk yet!”

“A desk?” Hide clicked his tongue. “Do you think I would uncivilized as to take a virgin over a desk?”

“Yes, I do. I know you, Hide. A virgin, eh? Is he straight?”

“No, he’s a slutty seme that chases too much ass,” said Hide bitterly before really thinking it through—oh, damn, that was his signature trick to ask a question like he knew everything, and he’d fallen for it!

But when he jerked his head up from staring into his computer case, Niwa’s face was full of sympathy. “The heart doesn’t really obey the mind, does it? But cheer up, Hide! We’ll get you your man! This will be fun; he won’t stand a chance!”

“Tetsuya, let’s just go now. We’re not going to get any work done.”

“Hide! Are you suggesting we play hooky? The Student Council can’t be so irresponsible and cut classes and leave campus in the afternoon! Oy, what are you doing getting undressed again! Who’s the slut now?”

“I’m changing so we can go on your bike; you got it back yesterday, right?”

“Awesome! I’ve been wanting to take it for a long ride to test it out! I’ll meet you outside in just a bit, Hide!”



“Naruse! No way! He’s pushy and a little clueless at times, always running around, getting sweaty, and he doesn’t dress very formally, and he’s so huggy.”

Hide looked across the table at his friend in the casual bar they found to talk in. The small booth was in the back of the largely empty room, and they could talk freely. Looking at his friend’s shock at his choice of lover, Hide sighed. “I’m not looking to make love to a clone of myself, Tetsuya. Besides, I think you know I have a close friend who sounds a lot like that description.”

“Huh? Oh, me? I’m not always flirting and hugging the freshman, asking them out on dates!”

Hide sighed again.

“I don’t see a relationship with Naruse-san working, Hide. I mean, doesn’t he call you, “Mr. Vice President,” all the time and say you are cruel and sadistic?”

Hide nodded. They both picked up their drinks and sat there together in peaceful silence.

A minute later, Niwa added, “He does have damn good legs, though, doesn’t he?”

And then they were grinning at each other, Niwa tossing back his head and laughing. “Out watching his running, eh? Oh, Hide, you poor bastard!”

“He’ll pay. When he’s mine, he’ll be punished for running around and showing off those legs and ass.”

Niwa threw back his head and howled. “So that’s why Omi or I haven’t been getting punished all week! You’ve been working your uptight ass into fits, planning how to seduce the campus’ great seducer, the man of a thousand Honeys, and brooding over his punishment. Have you bought a collar and paddle for him, yet? Chains?”

Hide choked on his drink, making his friend practically pee his pants with mirth. When he got himself under control, he pointed out that since Ito had arrived, Naruse had been shockingly persistent and faithful in comparison to his previous ways.

“That’s true,” King said, his face wrinkling as he thought about it, “The only one he’s been hanging around with is just Taki—oh, Hide! Jealous of Taki? Shit, I’m worried now. You’re really serious about this, aren’t you?”

“I didn’t even hear what he said to me today, Tetsuya, I couldn’t hear him—my body just went crazy with him there in front of me, so sweaty and sexy—I wanted to just rip that shirt off him and—“ Hide stopped, embarrassed.

“Oy! We’ll get this done, buddy! Where do you want the first kiss to be—the clubhouse, the council room, or the bath house?”

“The bath house, I think . . .” Oh, yes, his Yukihiko naked under a towel in the bath . . .

“Hey, hey! Stay focused! Plenty of time for that kind of thinking when you’re alone in bed tonight! Now, how about . . .”