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Romp For Perverts	By : kurahieiritrJIO Category: +G to L > Initial D Views: 3210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Romp For Perverts
- 2-Romp 1B
- 3-Romp 2
- 4-Romp 2 B
- 5-Romp 3
- 6-Romp 3 B
- 7-Romp 4
- 8-Romp 4 B
- 9-Romp 6
- 10-Romp 6 B
- 11-Romp 7
- 12-Romp 7 B
- 13-Romp 8
- 14-Romp 8 B
- 15-Romp 9
- 16-Romp 10
- 17-Romp 10 B
- 18-Romp 11
- 19-Romp 11 B
- 20-Romp 12
- 21-Romp 12 B
- 22-Romp 13
- 23-Romp 13 B
- 24-Romp 14
- 25-Romp 14 B
- 26-Romp 15
- 27-Romp 16
- 28-Romp 16 B
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Romp #2 B Petting Versus Panic -Keisuke P.O.V.

Deleted Scene from Alternate Tracks

Once Kenta was out of sight, Keisuke wrapped his arms around Takumi's waist. Takumi jumped as his first arm hooked around the teen's waist. Takumi's body was made for his arms it seemed as the smaller man's form was drawn against his a moment later. Takumi's scent was a honeyed musk that bordered on addictive. Keisuke nuzzled into his boyfriend's neck as he breathed in the smell he dreamed about every night. The need to taste his shy boyfriend moved his lips to Takumi's exposed nape.

"Uhm, Keisuke-san?"

"There's nobody here so you can drop the san, Takumi." He spoke quietly to the shyer man he adored more with each passing day. Even the most annoying things Takumi did had a kind of enchanting quality that diffused Keisuke's irritation. Things that had infuriated him in the past, no longer did anything more than cause a short term frown. Perhaps it was becoming more familiar with Takumi's antics that had changed his perceptions. Or, perhaps it was falling deeply in love with his teammate that had made those flaws acceptable.

Keisuke's hand shifted up under Takumi's shirt. He wanted skin on skin contact with Takumi. The more skin he could touch the better. Even though Takumi was always hesitant when they first got intimate, once involved Takumi was both a fast study, and passionate. Keisuke wanted to kindle that passion and bring it out fully. Getting past Takumi's defenses was his favorite past time now that they were seeing each other.

"Aren't we here to rest? We have a battle this evening." Takumi sounded confused and a little nervous. Keisuke gave him another kiss on the nape. He sighed a moment later as Takumi spoke again. "Keisuke, we should rest for the battles this evening."

Keisuke was not interested in hearing Takumi talk about resting unless it involved them being much cozier. He was enamored with the light tint of red forming on Takumi's neck that meant his shy boyfriend was getting embarrassed. He kissed along Takumi's nape to his pulse point. "We can sleep in a little while. I just need to hold you for a little bit because I've missed you, Takumi." He tickled along Takumi's ribs under his shirt. Takumi's body responded by developing goose flesh.

"I promised Ryosuke-san that I would help you, . . . stay focused, . . . when we're at battles. You have to make it into the professional racing circuit, Keisuke-s . . ."

As he listened to Takumi's hesitant voice, Keisuke explored the teen's pulse point reaction further. It was obvious he was affecting Takumi the way he wanted. "We'll rest plenty, . . . ," He nipped the teen's shirt and pulled up a little in a suggestive tug. He hoped that would give Takumi ideas about moving in the right direction.

'It will get much hotter as the day progresses. I wonder if I can get him to spend part of our day shirtless, making out, and really playing with me? I really want to show Takumi how good I can make him feel by getting him off. Damn, being with an obvious virgin is a lot harder than I thought it would be. How can I get Takumi to relax and go with the flow? I want to get past the lighter petting stages already. We want each other, so why does he have to tense up whenever I get him really interested? I'm missing something, but I have no idea what it is right now.'

The shell of Takumi's ear beckonned so Keisuke licked along the outer breathed in Takumi's ear, "before tonight's battles."

Takumi shivered as Keisuke rubbed his fast-growing erection against the teen's butt in a much more brazen hint. Keisuke's hand slid down Takumi's stomach and over his pants. Takumi was getting deliciously hard he discovered as he groped the younger man's crotch.

"K, K, K, . . . Keisuke?!" Takumi grabbed his hand and removed it from his hard on as his body stiffened.

Keisuke smiled as he heard his virginal lover's breath accelerating and getting uneven. Trapping his hand at stomach level would do no good Keisuke decided as his thoughts got even more wicked. Finding out how to turn Takumi on had been relatively easy. Every time he got his hands on the teen, Keisuke found plenty of ways to make Takumi aroused. The only problem was how stubbornly Takumi resisted their mutual desire.

"Keisuke, you said you'd give me time to get used to us seeing each other when I started trying to teach you the water trick." A tint of unease had entered Takumi's voice.

Feeling a flash of irritation at the mild rebuke, Keisuke snorted. "But, I can tell that you're enjoying this. Naze deny that you want me, Takumi?"

"I'm not denying anything, Keisuke. But, I can't get my mind to focus on anything else, including battles, . . . when you make me, . . . , feel like this." Takumi was definitely on the prudish side as he fumbled to find words that were inoffensive to describe his boner.

"Hm, is that so? I like knowing I can turn you on enough that you don't want to think about anything else." A visible shiver moved down Takumi's arms. He was very interested and Keisuke knew it from the subtle signals his body was giving off. Even if Takumi was saying slow down, his body was crying full speed ahead.

"It's a lot harder to fall asleep when I can't stop, . . . , squirming because, . . . you know!" Even Takumi's voice was getting much deeper, and raspy with arousal. His neck and the side of his face had shifted to scarlet as he tried to refrain from saying he was horny and already uncomfortably hard.

Even though it was annoying to be so frustrated so often, Takumi was always so damned adorable Keisuke found he did not mind all that much. He chuckled as he listened to Takumi's more seductive hued tone.

"I'm living for every chance I can get to turn you on enough to make you squirm. Now that we're together, I can finally hold you the way I've wanted to for almost a year, Takumi."

Takumi turned inside his loose hold and looked up at him. When flustered, Takumi became far more seductive as his eyes gained a heavy, half lidded appearance. That expression made Takumi seem flirtatiously coy. With the flush highlighting his cheeks, his half lidded eyes, and those far too kissable, lush lips enticing him, Keisuke could not help himself. His lips slipped across Takumi's in a gentle caress.

He adored the way Takumi kissed. The slow answering brush was anything but insipid. There was nothing lukewarm about Takumi's lips. The teen's fingers found their way into his hair as their lips clung together. Keisuke's tongue darted across the seam of Takumi's exquisite lips asking for entrance. Takumi's teeth parted and his tongue swept forward to curl around Takumi's. Once he had Takumi fully engaged in kisses he would be able to get farther.

Keisuke taunted his obviously aroused younger lover, "You know I really like that expression. It makes me want to eat you." He smiled at Takumi as the teen's eyes widened. He did not expect it when Takumi pulled away from him. "You're being mean. Takumi-kun, all I want is to hold you, so why are you running away?"

"Keisuke, I'm not running. Remember, we have a battle tonight. We need to calm down."

"That's what happens when you really want someone, Takumi. I know very well that you have a hard-on." Keisuke stepped closer to the man he adored. Takumi was being stubborn, but he knew that the teen was as horny as he was. Again, Takumi reacted by backing away. However, he ran into the granite wall. His hard on was tenting his pants in a most enchanting display of how effective Keisuke's kisses were. "Want me to take care of it for you?"

"Don't go there, Keisuke. I have to rest so I can drive this evening, or your brother will forfeit my battle this evening. I don't want to ruin Project D's reputation."

He could not help the chuckle that erupted from his throat as Keisuke taunted, "Thinking about what we could be doing instead of sleeping, Takumi-kun? I'll make sure you sleep real well if you'll let me."

Takumi flushed an even more delightful shade of rose. "You're being evil, Keisuke. We need to stay focused on tonight. We haven't been seeing each other very long either. It's a little early to be getting so intense."

"I just want some time with you, Takumi. Nani's wrong with that?"

"Nothing's wrong with that. But, you've got me too horny to focus on anything but what's happening with you right now!" Takumi paled and slapped a hand over his mouth. The youth groaned, turning brighter red as he stared with wide eyes at him.

'Kami-sama, Takumi's so damned adorable I can't stand it. I can't even get mad at him for driving me out of my mind when he's being like this. I doubt Takumi even realizes how sexy he is without even trying to be. Once I get him past his uneasiness, I'm so going to eat him up in every way imaginable.'

Keisuke captured Takumi's hand and tugged it away from his furiously blushing face. He moved closer, molding their bodies together. He could feel Takumi's boner hard against his thigh. He kissed Takumi's forehead, caressing a cheek to his chin in a soothing movement he hoped would calm the teen's nerves. "When you get embarrassed, you're so damned sexy. And, for your information, I'm very glad you're only thinking about me right now, Takumi."

"But, we have battles tonight. I can't explain to Ryosuke-san that I lost mine, or he has to forfeit because we, . . . ah, . . ." Takumi's voice trickled off as he tried to evade looking him in the eye.

Keisuke rubbed his cheek against Takumi's and whispered in his ear, "I can't help wanting you. You tell me to go to sleep and focus on tonight, but everything your doing tells me that you want me as much as I want you, Takumi."

Takumi's body started trembling. Aroused as he was there was raw uncertainty in Takumi's voice when he answered. "Keisuke, your expectations are more than I know how to handle right now. I need some kind of . . . how to manual, . . . or something, . . . to tell me . . . what I'm supposed to do. Naze did you have to prove to me that I need you in my life?"

Keisuke leaned back so he could see Takumi's body language as well as his face."I need you, Takumi, so I had to prove that you can need me too." Keisuke tapped his apprehensive boyfriend's nose with a gentle smile. His velvet tinged voice dropped to a deeper register as he kept Takumi leaning on the rock face be remaining close to him. "As to what to expect in our relationship, It's the same rule book for all kinds of couples more or less, Takumi."

"Uhm, I, . . . that's not what I mean . . . I'm not sure how I'm supposed to be, . . . since we're both, . . . m, m, men. When Mogi started talking to me, she'd ask me to hang out with her like we did when we were in the same club. I always knew that I was supposed to drive and buy the gasoline for the trip. I was supposed to pick up the drinks we got during our trips. When Mogi wanted to go to lake Akina, or the beach, she always brought a big box lunch for a picnic. If she wanted to go to a burger stand, I knew it was my job to pay for her meal. You know?" The teen's hesitant voice faltered more than normal Keisuke noticed.

Keisuke found Takumi's dilemma very funny. He failed to keep from chuckling as he comprehended why his little virgin was having so many problems letting go of his reservations. "Takumi, whatever you feel comfortable with is fine. Being my boyfriend isn't as troublesome as you think it is. I'm willing to be flexible. I know that Teru always splits the bill with his boyfriend. They each pay for their own meals, or movie tickets because that's what's comfortable for them. Gingo, and Tohji tend to use a switch out on who treats who system. Ryota goes with the moment's flow. The person that wants to treat their partner does, and it's no big deal to Ryota. Just tell me what you feel comfortable with doing."

"I didn't know you knew so many people in our situation." Shock laced Takumi's voice as he answered.

"I told you that I have a pretty good idea of what I was getting myself into when I finally stopped fighting myself over loving you. There are a couple others in same gender relationships I'm acquainted with through Akimoto and Tohji too. Did you really think I only had Akimoto and Tohji to get information about same sex couples from?"

Turning pink again, Takumi dipped his head. "Uhm, well, . . . I, . . . I, uhm, . . . sort of."

It was time to distract Takumi from the charged topic Keisuke decided. He would only back Takumi into a mental corner if he pushed to get closer. Even though his groin was begging to keep going, Keisuke knew he had to change subjects for the moment. Soon enough he would pull Takumi back into making out, and hopefully, much more gratifying play.

"I remember the first time I saw you, Takumi. I got pissed that an adorable, spaced-out looking kid toasted my winning streak, and then drove off without so much as a goodbye after he crossed the finish line."

The teen visibly relaxed. "Is that why you were always so mad at me, Keisuke?"

"Nope."

"But, I honestly thought you hated me until I got into the wreck."

"I thought you made late entrances on purpose, so I'd never get the chance to talk to you, Takumi."

"Oyaji always got home at the last minute. I had to book it so I could make it in time for almost every battle I got conned into last year." The way his lower lip jutted slightly forward with pique as Takumi spoke gave the impression that he was pouting.

"I was way off about why you were always late." He chuckled softly and grabbed Takumi's waist now that the teen was obviously calmer.

Relief washed through Keisuke as Takumi relaxed against his chest and wrapped his arms around his waist in return. "Um, I was glad to see you when I had battles. But, I thought I'd never become a friend of yours . . . much less, . . . something like this."

Not so long ago, Keisuke had felt the save way. Only in his case, hard denial about how he felt had been the reason. He had tried to keep himself from thinking about pursuing the man he now held to the point of an obsession. Without knowing anything was happening, Takumi had wrapped his heart completely around those innocent fingers on Takumi's hand. Falling irreversibly in love was something Keisuke had thought he was above before Takumi. The thought of how decisively his own blind stubbornness had ultimately brought him to his knees made Keisuke chuckle.

"I think I fell in love with you the night I demanded that you face Nakazato, even though you said you weren't a street racer."

"Nani?" Takumi lifted his head. Sapphire and gold dominated his eyes. Earlier, they had been brown Keisuke had thought. Perhaps it was the light that made them seem to have changed colors.

"I was blown away when you said you had nothing to prove, so why bother showing up when you hadn't accepted his challenge to begin with. I couldn't understand what made you say that." Seeing the way Takumi's eyes were searching his face as if to confirm he was serious, Keisuke lifted his hand to caress the side of the teen's face.

"Battles are fun now, but that doesn't mean I'm a great person if I win them."

"Fair enough. But, you told me you hated to drive that night. I thought that you had to be jerking me around, Takumi."

"After five years of doing the same exact thing every morning, I was pretty sick of driving Akina's course to make deliveries." The youth's expression had shifted to a frown. "Naze did you lecture me about a racer's pride if you thought I was lying to you?"

"It was the only way I'd get another chance to check out your cute ass." Keisuke gave Takumi a mild push to gauge whether or not he had calmed down enough to entice again. His hand slid across Takumi's hip and pulled him flush against his body. His hand slid into Takumi's back pocket and groped his butt as he pulled their erections snug together. He watched as Takumi's eyelids dropped lower in a slightly sleepy look that fired his blood. With his full lush lips and slight blush, Takumi got ten times sexier.

"I wanted to be around you too, Keisuke-san. But, you and Ryosuke-san are way out of my league." The teen's voice was soft as he spoke again.

"No I'm not, so quit saying that. And, drop the san from my name already, Takumi." It annoyed Keisuke whenever Takumi tore himself down. He gave the teen a light thump on the forehead to get his undivided attention.

"Gomen that I forgot, Keisuke. You really don't get it, do you?" Takumi sounded almost depressed as he asked his the odd question.

"Nani?"

"To me, you have such incredible dreams, and the focus to get what you want. You know what you have to do to reach your goals. That's why I still feel like you're so far above me at times." There was an unwelcome hue in Takumi's voice again. Self doubts' that Takumi suffered from had become Keisuke's biggest pet peeve with the teenaged man he cherished.

With a healthy surge of irritation, Keisuke growled, glaring at his younger partner. "You have pretty awesome focus when you want to use it, Takumi. That's all anyone needs to make dreams come true."

"But, I never made any goals. I didn't know how to reach for a dream until you pushed me to try for one, Keisuke. " Frustration came through in Takumi's voice.

"Stop tearing yourself down, Takumi. Sometimes I worry that you're going to leave me behind because of how fast you improve. When I saw you pass oncoming traffic without missing a beat during your duct tape death match, I knew you were going to be a professional circuit driver. I honestly wondered if you had taken the tape off for a moment."

Keisuke tightened his hold on Takumi's hips which rubbed their pelvises together. Keisuke's lips captured the teen's lips with his own to take the sting out of his harsh tone so Takumi would not withdraw.

After Keisuke let him up for air, Takumi began speaking again. "I. . . I give my, . . . best effort. I don't always, . . . understand what you . . . and Ryosuke-san talk about. . . . I feel . . . like . . . a baka, . . . around both of you sometimes." If not for the sincerity Keisuke heard resonating in Takumi's voice, he would have exploded. The previous month with Takumi had enlightened him about how the younger man's mind worked. Knowing Takumi truly believed everything he was saying helped to contain Keisuke's vexation.

"You aren't a baka, Fujiwara. Knock it off. "

"But, I've learned so much, . . . from you both. I don't see how you could think, . . . I'm equal to you."

"You've got solid driving techniques. That's good enough for Aniki and me, Takumi."

"I didn't even know the difference, . . . between a carburetor . . . and an . . . injector, . . . until someone told me. Akiyama Wataru told me I had a racing engine in the 86 and that I needed a new tachometer so I'd stop losing so much power every time I shifted gears. I thought there was something wrong with the engine Oyaji got before he told me what was wrong."

"Che. Takumi, you found your weakness and are learning the mechanical side of racing since you joined Project D. That doesn't count against you anymore, so you need to accept that I know that you're awesome just the way you are."

To derail Takumi's self abusing talk, Keisuke caught his lower lip between his teeth and alternated the caress to shift to his upper lip in quick succession to silence him. Sliding his tongue across Takumi's teeth, he managed to entice Takumi into participation again. Putting his feelings into the connection, Keisuke took control as their lips overlapped.

Without warning, Takumi pulled his head back, and away, pushing against Keisuke's chest. "I have to stop, Keisuke. I can't, . . ." Takumi whispered on a ragged, edgy note.

. Takumi's body trembled even harder this time. His voice had begun to shake Keisuke noted as he eased his hold on the teen's hips. Seeing that Takumi was becoming genuinely alarmed, Keisuke loosened his grip on the teen's hips without letting him go.

Frustrated, thwarted, and horny as he was, Keisuke knew not to push Takumi any further. The teen was still having major issues with his gender which Keisuke knew very well. Falling in love with a predominately straight man had distinctive down sides. Trying and get past Takumi's natural defensiveness before he calmed down could prove disastrous. From Takumi's expression Keisuke knew the teen was wrestling with himself again. Feeling guilty was Takumi's specialty.

"Takumi, I'm pushing too far, too fast, aren't I?" Keisuke asked as he sought to get the teen to look him in the eye. Takumi took a shaky breath, and after a few moments nodded slowly as his expression twisted into self derision.

"Easy, Takumi. I'll back off." Keisuke let Takumi go and stepped back to give the teen space.
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