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Altered Threesome	By : Shuukitty Category: +S to Z > s-CRY-ed/Scryed Views: 8087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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This fic starts during Ryuhou and Tachibana�s time in HOLY, before Kazuma started making himself a threat. Later, the story will jump ahead in the timeline. Typical fanfiction disclaimers--I don�t own the boys, but please don�t sue me. ^.^

Italics for thoughts

Sorry about the recent troubles with parts of the fic being erased. I don�t have an answer, but I hope within the next few days to have everything fixed. Thanks for your patience!

Altered Threesome
Chapter 4

It was about four days later that Tachibana finally got tired of just catching glimpses of Ryuhou around the compound and decided to act. Four days and all he�ll do is watch me when he thinks I won�t notice. And it seems everyone is using the gym in the evening now. Damnit, I�m trying to score in there. He kept his thoughts from surfacing on his face as he paced down the hall, the collar of his uniform feeling a bit tighter than usual. If he were just ignoring me I�d know it was only that one night, but he�s popping up more than usual�he�s practically stalking me. It was both encouraging and incredibly frustrating, and now he was ready to do something about it.

Tachibana finally stopped in front of the elder soldier�s door. There were a few others in the hall, but his formal state seemed enough to curb any curiosity there might have been. I doubt any of them care; Ryuhou�s just making me paranoid. Straightening, he pressed the button to announce his arrival, hoping Ryuhou was both home and alone.

Ryuhou glanced up sharply at the sound of the door signal. He had moved his sparse furniture away from the center of the room so he could go through a few stretching exercises�since the gym was getting more crowded of late he had elected to do more of his training in private. More than that, he was a little nervous about training with Tachibana when others were around, even if they were trying to act casually. He just�wasn�t sure he could. Tugging a shirt over his head he answered the door, and was surprised to find the boy in question just before him.

�Ah�Tachibana.� He swallowed hard and stepped aside. �Come in.�

Tachibana raised an eyebrow at the state of the room, surprised that the other would have made such a drastic change. He stood just inside the door, just glancing about with polite interest, hiding his sudden hopefulness�if Ryuhou was training�. �I�m sorry for coming over unannounced. Were you in the middle of something? Do you have some time?�

�Oh�it was nothing, really,� Ryuhou murmured, closing the door. He moved into the apartment ahead of him. �Just a few stretching exercises�it�s been getting more crowded at the gym lately.� He felt as if he�d come into a new surge of energy now that Tachibana was here, and it was a little embarrassing, as well. �Can I get you something? There�s not much, but��

He shook his head. �Thank you, but I�m fine.� Does he really think he�s fooling me? Tachibana slipped out of his boots and came further into the main room, following the other. Well, if no one�s here�. Allowing a smile to curl his lips, he purposefully approached Ryuhou, easily pulling his head down for an agonizingly slow kiss. Maybe there�s something you could offer after all.

Ryuhou flinched, caught off guard by the sudden affection. Even though he�d thought about this a lot lately�it still made him shiver when he realized they were actually doing this again. Enjoying the unusually deliberate attentions he welcomed Tachibana slowly against his body, settling his hands on thin hips. I missed him.

Tachibana waited until his breath ran out, pulling back with a faint smile. Much better. He eased out of Ryuhou�s arms and headed for one of the chairs set off near the wall. �You are incredibly frustrating,� he said over his shoulder, undoing his jacket buttons as he went--he didn�t need the uniform now.

Ryuhou watched him, not sure if he was supposed to be following. �I�m just trying to be careful,� he replied by way of explanation, taking a few even steps forward. �It�s not that�I haven�t been�� He pursed his lips thinly; should he really be admitting all this? But I have been thinking about him. Wanting for this to happen�. As Tachibana slipped out of his jacket Ryuhou stepped up behind him, running his palm up the man�s back.

He couldn�t help a sudden shiver, unconsciously straightening. �Horny?� he suggested impishly. He didn�t turn, instead folding his jacket precisely, taking his time to see what the other would do. �It�s fine,� he continued easily. �I know it�s better to keep things discreet, but you don�t make it easy.� Tachibana sent a mock glare over his shoulder.

�I don�t know what you mean.� Ryuhou thought he�d been very discreet. By now he was becoming distracted, however, sliding his hand around to Tachibana�s chest. His other hand curled in a gentle massage around Tachibana�s bicep. He couldn�t help it�he loved the feel of another body, the shift of muscle beneath his fingers. �About either of those.�

Tachibana snorted. �Of course you don�t.� But he suddenly wasn�t in the mood to talk, and with an appreciative sigh he leaned back easily against Ryuhou�s firm chest. He loved the feel of strong hands on him, melting him. He was feeling good that day, and Tachibana was perfectly ready to let the other do as he wanted. �I�ll just have to make you pay me back for teasing me.�

Teasing? Ryuhou was about to say he didn't know what that meant either, but he held back, figuring that he'd only be made fun of again. It wasn't worth worrying about. Instead he continued to move his fingers over firm muscle, pressing their cheeks together. He frowned a little. Is this really how it's supposed to be? I really don't know anything about him, but this�. He closed his eyes, tilting his head to press a gentle kiss to Tachibana's shoulder. I want to keep touching him.

Tachibana sighed again, closing his eyes. He rotated his shoulders to better feel the wider body behind him. He's so quiet.... Abandoning his coat, he reached around to work his own fingers into firm thighs. I guess it's not so bad. He turned his own head, playing his lips over the curve of Ryuhou's ear.

Ryuhou shivered. If this was the way Tachibana wanted it�. His eyelids fluttered as he accepted the other against him, spreading his fingers over his chest, slipping beneath the fabric of his shirt. He had to remind himself that he'd been thinking of taking things a little more slowly this time, despite the heat already building in him. "Do you think it's really all right?" he asked suddenly. He hadn't even realized he was going to speak. "That we do this�."

Tachibana opened his eyes slightly once more, staring at the wall. "What's wrong with it?" he challenged softly, the barest edge in his voice. "We may be soldiers, but there are no laws against sex." His eyes narrowed, fingers tightening. "And Alter users are still human--what's wrong with a little...fun?"

"I didn't mean it like that�." But Ryuhou wasn't sure what he meant--hadn't even known he was going to ask, so he only took a deep breath and let it go slowly. "Forget it." He loosened his hold on the other long enough so that he could turn him around, meeting him in another firm kiss. There's nothing wrong with it. We just�want each other. That's not wrong, is it?

He wasn't convinced, but Tachibana didn't want the "civilized" society outside the room to intrude. And I came here to be with him--I don't want to worry about stuff like that. He shouldn't worry, either. That in mind, he wrapped his arms around Ryuhou's neck, pulling him closer and into a deeper kiss, determined to make him forget all about his questions.

Ryuhou welcomed him, all too eager to lose those concerns himself. He dragged his fingers across Tachibana's back--he remembered how good it had felt to have the other pawing at him like that, and the memory only heightened his energy. Gradually he separated their lips. I wonder if we should�no, wait, I didn't want to move so quickly again. Maybe.... He glanced about, spotting the sofa at last. It seemed safe enough, and he wondered a moment at how to best suggest a change of location.

Tachibana took the chance to catch his breath. Strangely, Ryuhou was having a powerful effect on him tonight, and he needed the moment to get his senses together. When he was able to focus better, he saw the other looked distracted, and he quickly tilted his head for another firm kiss. I only want you to think about me right now--that's why I came here.

Despite his earlier convictions Ryuhou found himself reacting more and more easily to each advance, tugging the smaller body tightly against him. I've been thinking about him all along--I really do want him. He took a step back, pulling Tachibana after him until they'd reached the padded chair that had been his goal. He sat down, tugging his companion with him.

Eyes bright, Tachibana easily followed the other, sitting with thighs spread across the elder's lap. He's much better like this--I can almost see him coming out from behind that soldier persona. Pleased with his accomplishment, Tachibana leaned in for another kiss, hands sliding over Ryuhou's back.

Ryuhou sighed between their mouths, tugging the younger man's hips forward against his own. This was good--not quite as desperate as the night before, and hopefully it would keep them from getting carried away. But he also liked the pressure of another's weight settled over him, and he dug his fingers into Tachibana's thighs, massaging toned flesh. "I'm glad you came," he said suddenly. I don't know if I would have been brave enough to go to you myself, but�I'm glad.

He snorted lightly, trying to keep from shifting anxiously at the other�s attentions. �I figured I had better, since you were playing cold fish,� he replied. Tachibana turned his lips against the elder�s neck. And I was getting too�tense, waiting for you.

�I wasn�t�.� But it really wasn�t worth arguing at this point, so he only turned his hands, pressing his thumbs along the insides of Tachibana�s thighs. �I�m not used to this,� he replied instead, tilting his head back. His eyes fluttered closed at the touch of lips that made his heart begin to race. �It�s easier to explain you coming to my quarters, anyway��

�Hmm�I suppose so.� Tachibana groaned softly, tightening his knees against the other�s hips. �Though�you�re really not that bad at�this�.� He trailed off into another, more breathless moan as Ryuhou�s hands moved higher. Almost�too good�. His breath was starting to catch just a bit, and he attributed it to his last few days of celibacy.

Ryuhou�s own breath whistled through is parted lips. I like his voice like that. He slid his hands even higher, so he could rub at the hollow where thighs joined torso. �I must have a lot to learn.� He kissed Tachibana firmly and slowly leaned back, encouraging the other to follow and settle more of his weight over him.

Hands still trapped behind Ryuhou�s back, he easily curled forward to keep their lips together. He couldn�t help squirming at the feel of those strong fingers. His hips shifted closer as his voice spilt in soft murmurs. �Learn faster,� he hissed, biting at Ryuhou�s lips.

Ryuhou responded to those coarse sounds of pleasure in kind, encouraging the shifting of hips against him. He moved his hands higher, beginning to peel Tachibana�s shirt over his head. �Can I�ask you something?� he murmured, drawing his fingertips down the younger man�s chest and stomach. He feels so good. Better than�a woman. He blushed a little at his own thoughts as he rubbed at Tachibana�s ribs and abdomen.

Tachibana sighed quietly, for a moment not hearing the soft question. His own hands were working at Ryuhou�s shirt, and he shivered to feel the material sticking a bit to the other�s sweat-dampened body. �Go ahead,� he finally replied once the other was equally bare, leaning close to play his lips over jutting collarbones.

Ryuhou almost forgot his question to the feeling of a warm, tender mouth. �How long�� He scratched his fingernails against Tachibana�s stomach, gathering his wits once more. �Did you want me, before you kissed me that night?� he asked, not really sure why he wanted to know. He tilted his head slightly so he could breathe in the smell of Tachibana�s hair.

He thought the question through as he continued to lick at the hollow of the other�s throat. �I�m�not sure,� he answered slowly, keeping close. �I always thought you were�attractive.� Tachibana could feel a sudden heat rise in his cheeks, and he frowned at the unusual reaction. �I didn�t think you were like this, though, until we fought.� I didn�t want to fall for you or anything until I was sure you were like me. He frowned harder. Not that I�m falling for him. He devoted his lips back to Ryuhou�s moist skin, trying to ignore the strange thoughts.

They seemed to have calmed a little, and Ryuhou was glad for that; it allowed him to keep his thoughts in order, as he liked them. Even if he wasn�t quite pleased by his thoughts. Was it that obvious that I was �like this� just because we fought? Do�the others I�ve fought with know, or only ones that are�already like me? He sifted his fingers through Tachibana�s hair, the other hand returning to massaging his thigh, as he considered too many questions. He blinked. �You think I�m attractive?�

Tachibana laughed, pulling back enough to see the other�s face. �Are you kidding?� He�s practically godlike--he can�t be that na�ve about his looks. He pressed a quick, hard kiss to Ryuhou�s lips and savored the knowledge of who he was making out with. But then, if he�s as inexperienced as he keeps hinting he is�. Tachibana grinned to himself before touching a slower, more teasing kiss to a warm mouth. �I think�� he purred against him, ��you�re amazing.� I wonder how he�ll react. Another kiss, just barely a brushing of flesh. �Your face�. Your body�.� His fingers trailed with an equally light touch over the muscles of Ryuhou�s stomach.

Ryuhou made a tiny sound of frustration at the unsubstantial contact--somehow it left him tighter and more anxious than the firm kiss he�d been granted a moment ago. He fought with himself not to ruin the effect by pulling Tachibana closer. Instead he tried for himself, trailing his own fingertips down Tachibana�s spine. �Amazing?� he echoed, admittedly baffled. And because he was already light-headed he could think of no better response than, ��Thanks.�

Another snort. I guess he�s not much for talking. �You�re welcome.� Tachibana arched his back in response to that feathery touch, letting his eyes slip shut. Well, maybe I�ll just be quiet, and we can get back to business. Reaching up, he spread his fingers through Ryuhou�s thin hair, messing it, straightening it, even massaging his scalp gently.

Ryuhou blinked, confused by the almost playful treatment. But it felt good--no one ever touched his head like this--and he leaned into it. He would have liked to do something equal in return, but he couldn�t think of anything. Instead he tightened his hands around Tachibana�s waist and tugged him abruptly forward, grinding their hips together with a moan. That�s more like it.

Tachibana hissed, hands shaking before he gave in, wrapping them around the other�s neck and pulling him back into a real kiss. Screw it. I came here for�. Shifting, he spread his legs so he could rest more on Ryuhou�s hips. �Ryu�hou�.� He growled against thin lips.

Yes�yes, that�s what I want. Ryuhou returned the thick murmurs, keeping his fingers tight as he continued to rock them together. It felt a little different with Tachibana on top of him this time, but when he shifted his own knees wider warm pleasure slid up his spine, hardening his flesh. Gasping, he slid his mouth clumsily over Tachibana�s chin and jaw.

Smiling, Tachibana tilted his head back to make it easier on the other. He moved just slightly, following Ryuhou�s encouraging hands. He�s really strong. And handsome. Maybe I just lucked out. Since the other seemed to like it when he was vocal, Tachibana didn�t hold back his soft moans.

Ryuhou shuddered at the sound of his partner�s voice. By now his breath was coming fast and harsh�he wanted more than this. Catching Tachibana�s lips he began to curl his fingertips against the lip of his pants. He wasn�t really trying to remove them, was barely even aware he was doing it. I want more. He pressed their mouths more insistently together, stroking Tachibana�s tongue with his own.

Tachibana almost wanted to laugh�at least he knew how to get to the other. He groaned, low and deep, allowing the other to control their kiss, pushing himself slightly off his lap to encourage those strong fingers. I want him to touch me�this is why I�m here. His own hands slowly slid down across Ryuhou�s back, testing the feel of every warm muscle.

He sounds so amazing. Ryuhou slid his fingers beneath the lip of the other�s uniform pants, dragging them slowly off his hips. By now he�d completely abandoned his earlier plans to take things slowly. �Ta�Tachi�.� He drew his fingernails along the sensitive flesh below Tachibana�s naval, tracing sculpted muscle to the insides of his thighs.

Tachibana�s voice choked, trembling in his chest. He pressed his forehead against the other�s as his eyelids fluttered. �S�say that again,� he murmured, fingers tense at Ryuhou�s shoulder blades. I�I like that. Say it like that again. His lips fumbled at the elder�s.

It took Ryuhou a moment to realize what he meant. Still shivering a little he continued to work Tachibana�s pants lower. �Tachi�� he groaned, just because he couldn�t keep enough breath to form the whole name. He liked the sound of it, the way it hissed through his teeth, and he said it again and again as he pawed at Tachibana�s straining flesh.

Groaning harshly, Tachibana pressed his hips forward, rubbing himself against the firm muscles of Ryuhou�s stomach. �Sh-shit�.� His face was half buried in the other�s hair, and he breathed in the elder�s thick scent. God, it�s so good�he feels so good. As his hips continued to move, his voice caught, coming out as a whimper. It gave him brief pause; he�d�never sounded like that before. �Ryu�Ryuhou��

Yes�yes, that�s what I want. Ryuhou continued to murmur the other�s name, but quietly, so that he wouldn�t miss any of Tachibana�s own strained voice; he even tilted his head so that Tachibana�s lips were closer to his ear. Every gasp, every shuddering breath and low murmur reached him, making him more anxious. He stroked Tachibana firmly with both hands, sometimes switching off, trying to touch all of him at once. His own hips rocked slightly, as if jealous.

�D-damnit, come on,� he hissed brokenly, clawing at Ryuhou�s back. His breath was short, harsh and gasping�he wouldn�t be able to go much longer. Tachibana bit at the other�s ear as his toes groped the air. �Come on�please�.� Damnit, I can�t be begging. I�I won�t�. �Just�.�

�Tachi�.� Ryuhou growled, quickening his efforts in response to the thick voice at his ear. He was somewhat awed by the sounds and movements of his younger companion, even more so knowing he had caused them all. He wants me. He wants me touching him. He tilted his head just enough so he could see the movements of his own hands. It seemed so surreal.

No, I want to-- It was too late, and Tachibana did his best to suppress his voice as he reached his climax. He sunk down into Ryuhou�s lap with a thin whimper, face pressed into the elder�s neck. �Ryuhou�.� Damnit, I�. His breath whistled softly as he tried to regain his senses again.

Ryuhou gasped quietly, unwinding his fingers from him. It was only then that he realized he should have been more patient; he�d exhausted his partner, but was still so anxious. �Tachi�� He pressed his nose into the boy�s temple, trying to stay still as Tachibana regained his breath. But�damnit, I�m still so hard. His face flushed, hopefully unseen, as he did his best to ignore the warmth against his stomach.

Tachibana sighed quietly. I know, just�. He chuckled and shifted faintly. �Give me a moment,� he whispered against Ryuhou�s neck. I�ll make sure you�re�satisfied. His lips curled in a smile, hands moving slowly over the elder�s wide back. At least all that training was good for something--I don�t stay tired as long as I used to. Leaning back a bit, feeling calmer, he met Ryuhou�s mouth in a deep, easy kiss. �Do you want to stay here?�

�It doesn�t matter,� Ryuhou answered, a little too quickly. He could have gone anywhere Tachibana wanted. If only�he could maybe find a towel. He kept those thoughts to himself. �Do you?� He rubbed his palms against Tachibana�s thighs as an unconscious encouragement.

�It�s fine.� Stretching a bit, he was able to grab his abandoned shirt, using it to help clean them up a bit. He almost laughed at the relieved look on the other�s face. That done, he set the clothing aside and pulled his pants back up before offering another kiss. �Now. My turn to take care of you.� Tachibana began to slip down onto the floor.

Ryuhou blinked, watching him with great interest. Is he really going to�? Unconsciously he licked his lips, settling in the chair with his knees parted. This is all so unreal. How could we have ended up like this? But his heart was still racing, and he played a hand idly through Tachibana�s hair, his eyes wide and eager.

I guess he�s done at least this much before�he looks ready to jump out of his pants. Despite what an interesting sight that would have been, Tachibana decided it would be better if he did the job himself. �Is this okay?� he asked, teasing, as he began to ease the fabric down Ryuhou�s thighs. Not like I can�t see for myself. I hope�I can handle him. He unconsciously wet his lips.

Ryuhou mirrored that action without thinking. �Yeah,� he breathed excitedly. He�d only done this once before, and was eager to see if it would be different with Tachibana. He seems more experienced. He sighed as a bit of Tachibana�s breath fell over his straining flesh, and he shifted, his fingers closing around the chair�s armrests.

Tachibana smiled faintly. Of course it is. Though�maybe next time�. He pulled Ryuhou�s pants down to his ankles, not bothering to remove them further, and eased his way between tense thighs. He started with pressing a few kisses along Ryuhou�s legs. I like the way his breath catches. I wonder�how loud he�ll get. Excited by the idea, he finally brought his mouth down around the other, deciding to take his time and torture the elder as much as he could.

Ryuhou inhaled sharply through his teeth, fingers clenching as he did his best to keep from edging closer to Tachibana�s warm mouth. It was better than he�d hoped�tiny shivers spread all through him, dragging anxious heat into his stomach and groin. �Tachi�� He pried a hand off the armrest to touch Tachibana�s hair in encouragement. He tried to tug him closer with a plaintive murmur.

Nope, you have to be patient. Tachibana took him a bit deeper, rubbing him slowly and strongly with his tongue. Though he hadn�t done this very often, he�d always been praised for his�skills. He held tightly to Ryuhou�s hips, just to make sure the other didn�t try to move suddenly. Just keep saying my name like that. As he moved further down Ryuhou�s length, he had to relax his throat, and he hummed softly at the feel of the other.

�Tachi�!� Ryuhou�s voice broke off in a ragged moan. He tried to rock his hips forward, but with the hands pinning him he couldn�t manage much. Groaning in frustration he bit his lip and fell still. Instead he returned to pulling at the back of Tachibana�s head. �Tachi�oh God�.�

Tachibana hummed again. Yes�just like that. He continued his treatment, gradually speeding his pace until Ryuhou�s breath was catching and shallow, then slowed once more until the other begged with frustration. The clenching of fingers in his hair made his own body grow tense again. He could have gone easier on the elder boy, but he was stubbornly determined to take all of Ryuhou�s strength, and he wanted that more than the chance of another release for himself. His fingers massaged the other�s hips, still trying to keep him from moving too much.

Goddamnit�. Ryuhou growled low in his throat--he couldn�t last any longer. He curled over the smaller body, pawing at his back as his hips thrust weakly in release. He was panting, flustered and a little embarrassed. But Tachibana was still warm, and he tried to hold him close until he�d finished.

It took a little concentration--Ryuhou had caught him a bit by surprise--but he managed to keep his mouth around the other until he was done. Tachibana finally was able to pull his head back, and he took a deep breath. That�was good. He raised his eyes, though he wasn�t able to see Ryuhou, bent over as he was. �Hey.� He gently rubbed tense thighs. �You okay?�

�Mmm�� Ryuhou pushed himself up and leaned back into the chair, calling back his breath and wits. �That was amazing,� he said without meaning to, and his face flushed. He wasn�t sure what kind of face he should have been making. God, that was good, though. He�s so�. He shivered when he suddenly realized he was naked.

Tachibana grinned, inordinately pleased by the praise. �Good.� He helped replace Ryuhou�s pants, unable to help brushing him with the backs of his knuckles before covering him back up. He doesn�t look like he�s up to much more, so�I guess I�ll just have to take care of myself. �Hey.� He stretched up to better see the other�s eyes. �You gonna fall asleep or what?�

Ryuhou blinked stupidly. It wasn�t that late, and he was only a bit winded, so� �No,� he answered simply, trying to appear more collected than he was. He didn�t want Tachibana to run off on him just yet. �Why? Are you tired?� He passed his thumb over Tachibana�s lips, as if to clean them.

Tachibana snorted lightly. �You�re so serious,� he teased. �But I�m not that tired, just�.� He shifted his hips a bit and flicked his tongue over the other�s thumb. I�m horny again, dummy, but�. Tachibana watched the expression passing over the elder�s sharp features, strangely moved by the relaxed way he was sunk into the chair. He�really is handsome. He started to lean in for a kiss but stopped himself, not sure how Ryuhou would react to his less than fresh mouth.

When Ryuhou realized what he was up to he reached a hand out, pressing it over Tachibana�s mouth. It had been something of an impulse, and a moment later he wished he hadn�t--he didn�t want Tachibana to take it the wrong way. �Sorry,� he said quickly, taking his hand down. I know he�s excited, but�. He started to push to his feet, helping Tachibana up with him. �Did you want to get cleaned up a little? Before�.� He skated his fingertips over Tachibana�s stomach, just to assure him that he was still interested in continuing.

He brightened at the implication, nodding. �Sure.� Since he wasn�t going to get a kiss, he tilted his head to brush his nose playfully over Ryuhou�s ear. �Think I could�borrow your shower?� Think you could join me? Tachibana wasn�t sure he was that bold, to openly invite the other, but the idea of being covered with steam and water and warm skin�. He blushed, running his fingernails lightly over Ryuhou�s back.

Ryuhou took in his next breath slowly; the same image had come to him as well, and he was surprised by how quickly it began to refill his strength. �If�you want,� he answered carefully, his hands continuing to roam in idle circles over Tachibana�s abdomen, hips, and back. I want to touch more of him. And in the water�. He was oddly pleased by the idea, as it would easily solve his distaste for how�messy�things could get.

�Okay then, I will.� Tachibana pulled back, but before the other could stop him he pulled them together for a quick kiss. Sex gets dirty, lover, so you�d better get used to it. Not wanting to see the foul expression he guessed would be appearing on the other�s face, he slipped away from those long hands and headed towards the bathroom. He quickly started the water, turning it up as hot as he could stand, and began to remove the last of his clothing. He�d left the door open, just a bit, wondering if maybe Ryuhou would be as bold as he hoped.

Ryuhou stared after him a moment, scrubbing at his mouth with the back of his hand. It�wasn�t so bad, but he was still frowning. Slowly he trailed after Tachibana. He�is inviting me, isn�t he? He wouldn�t be doing this if he didn�t want me to�. He gulped, slipping up to the door. He came here to be with me. And he was still so�so he must want me to�. The door had been left open enough that he could see the younger man inside without getting too close�the sight of Tachibana bending down to remove his pants made him blush. He came here for me. So it�it must be all right�.

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