You're My Heaven

Chapter 5

That evening, Kazuki had to go to a board meeting, but he promised to come straight to Keita’s room afterwards with dinner. Keita waited in anticipation in his room. He read a book, but his mind constantly drifted to Kazuki. He wiggled his toes, his body tingling pleasurably as he remembered the way it sounded when Kazuki moaned. He threw the book aside and just laid back on his bed, his hands behind his head, thinking fully about Kazuki.

He squirmed a little as he got hard. He was tempted to reach down and touch it, but in a strange way he felt like that would be cheating on Kazuki. He wanted to save it all for Kazuki…Kazuki…he sighed, rolling onto his stomach and pressing his face into his pillow, recalling how it felt to bury his face in Kazuki’s chest. Kazuki smelled so good…clean and masculine.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Keita sat up suddenly, his face flushing. He hurried over and opened the door, brushing a lock of hair out of his eyes as he did so. Of course, it was Kazuki on the other side, and he came in, carrying a takeout bag. Keita stepped up on his tip toes, kissing Kazuki lightly on the cheek. Kazuki blushed with his mouth slightly open, but he smiled and set the bag on Keita’s desk.

Keita hurried over, peeking inside. He smiled when he saw the flat white boxes inside. “Is it…?” he lifted one out and cracked it open to see. “It is! Okonomiyaki!”

Kazuki smiled. “I know we haven’t had it together since we were kids, but I thought it would be nice. I hope you still like yours with squid!” Keita blanched, and Kazuki laughed lightly. “No, I’m just kidding. I know you hate squid. I got you one with shrimp.” Keita sighed in relief, and took the box from Kazuki.

Kazuki sat in the chair at the desk, and Keita sat on the bed, leaning in to the desk. They ate and talked happily.

They sat on Keita’s bed together afterwards. Keita fingered at Kazuki’s tie and jacket. “You look so important,” he whispered. Kazuki smiled down at him as he slowly untied the tie. He worked it loose, setting it aside carefully, then turned his attention to Kazuki’s dress shirt. He unbuttoned it with slightly shaking fingers, as he heard Kazuki’s breathing become heavier with anticipation.

Keita slid his fingers over Kazuki’s bare chest underneath, then dipped his head forward to kiss at the skin there. Kazuki gave a low moan as Keita’s soft lips brushed lightly past one nipple. Keita noticed this and brought his lips back, letting his tongue creep out and tease there. Kazuki trembled, laying his hand softly on the back of Keita’s head and stroking his hair. Keita moved to the other nipple and licked it as well, making Kazuki moan softly.

Kazuki moaned with surprise as Keita’s lips moved further down, gently kissing at his abdomen. Keita brought one hand up to trace his fingers over the lean muscles there. His lips moved to Kazuki’s navel, and he slipped his tongue out to explore it leisurely. Kazuki groaned brokenly, falling back onto the bed. His mind was working overtime, wondering if Keita was going to do what he thought he was going to do. It certainly seemed like he was heading in that direction.

Keita’s hand moved swiftly down to one of Kazuki’s thighs, rubbing lightly over the surface of his khakis. He then moved his fingers in an excruciatingly slow journey up. Kazuki squirmed in pleasurable frustration, feeling his manhood aching with desire as it hardened. “K-Keita…” he stammered, overwhelmed with wanting.

Keita just responded by finally bringing his fingers to their destination. He traced lightly at Kazuki through his pants, then dropped his head to press his lips quickly against Kazuki’s hardness through his pants, earning a surprised, heated squeal from Kazuki. Kazuki blushed, covering his mouth. Keita continued, bringing his fingers to the button and undoing it, then to the zipper, tugging it down. Kazuki helped him get his pants over his hips, leaving only his boxers there.

Keita rubbed his fingers over Kazuki’s hardness, and Kazuki could hear him breathing heavily. “Kazuki…” Keita whispered. “Would you mind it…if I…” Keita blushed heavily, struggling to get the words out. Kazuki’s heart pounded in his chest, and the pulse was matched by the throbbing of his manhood. Keita stammered and continued. “Can I put my mouth on it?” He slapped a hand to cover his eyes, feeling stupid for asking such a weird thing.

He was surprised and delighted when Kazuki pulled his own boxers down, and whispered, “Please.” He removed the hand from his eyes, and instead used it to reach out to touch Kazuki’s very hard manhood as he stared at it. He felt his mouth beginning to water, and he slowly moved forward, taking the head between his lips.

Kazuki whined and moaned, writhing on the bed. The feeling was incredible - so warm and wet. And even better than that; the idea of Keita, his Keita, actually asking permission to do it so earnestly. It was almost too much to take. He reached a shaking hand down to stroke at Keita’s red hair, watching him as he worked. Keita moaned happily, tasting Kazuki’s slightly salty skin. He moved his lips down further, taking more of it inside.

“Keita...” Kazuki groaned deeply, tilting his head back and digging the fingers of his free hand into the bed. Keita just hummed happily, moving his head up and down, sliding his tongue around. He began to suck lightly at it, and Kazuki felt ready to explode. It was just too good. “Keita…I’m…going to…” he managed to warn brokenly. Keita just sucked harder, and Kazuki had no control over it as he released powerfully into Keita’s mouth. He cried out loudly in delight, overwhelmed with ecstasy.

He slowly became aware of Keita, still with his head lowered on him. He suddenly worried that Keita couldn’t or didn’t want to swallow it, and he flailed out, trying to reach the tissues. “You can spit it out if you need to,” he said softly, but Keita lifted his head then. He looked Kazuki in the eyes lovingly.

“No, it’s fine,” Keita said, and Kazuki realized that he must have immediately swallowed it without him knowing. Kazuki wrapped his arms around Keita, pulling him down to the bed with him. They lay together, breathing hard.

Kazuki kissed at Keita’s neck, murmuring, “Now…” softly. He carefully undressed Keita, and leaned sideways to bring his mouth down to his hardness. Like usual, there was a copious amount of clear fluid at the tip, and Kazuki gripped at him, flicking his tongue out to retrieve the sweet substance. Keita practically screamed with joy at the sensation, and Kazuki was encouraged to continue.

He took the tip inside his mouth, sucking at it softly. Keita grabbed at the sheets of his bed wildly, obviously overcome with pleasure. He whispered incoherently, and arched his back, tilting his hips up to press his hardness further into Kazuki’s mouth. Kazuki accepted it happily. The thing he wanted most in this world was to make Keita happy, so he would do absolutely anything he wanted. He slid his lips up and down Keita’s manhood, enjoying the taste of it immensely. He brought one hand underneath his mouth, squeezing and caressing as he sucked more forcefully at him.

“Kazu…Kazunii…” Keita panted out. He whined at the incredible sensation, and he bucked his hips slightly into Kazuki’s mouth. Kazuki worked furiously at him, wanting so badly to satisfy him, to make him explode with pleasure. He got his wish just a few moments later as Keita moaned loudly, his body twitching in ecstasy. Kazuki felt the sweet release gushing up into his mouth, and he moaned happily. He swallowed it carefully, sucking lightly to get every last drop out.

Keita shivered with aftershock, and Kazuki pulled himself up to lay beside him. Both of their faces were flushed, and they cuddled together, whispering words of love and gratefulness back and forth. Kazuki reached down and traced his fingers in Keita’s palm. Keita smiled, then traced his own fingers against Keita’s hand. They interlaced their fingers over and over, just enjoying the sensual sensation.

Kazuki went back to his room afterwards to get ready for bed. He decided that he needed a quick shower, so he turned on the water quickly and disrobed, stepping in. He hadn’t been in for two minutes, when the shower curtain suddenly rustled. Keita peeked his red head in. “Can I get in too?” he asked bashfully, and Kazuki happily agreed.

They stared at each other’s bodies for a little while. Kazuki was lean and muscular, with well defined abs. Keita was slim and toned, but definitely not muscular. His skin was slightly paler, which Kazuki found infinitely arousing. Keita broke off from staring and stepped forward, stretching up to kiss Kazuki lightly on the lips. “I love you,” he murmured.

Kazuki stroked at his back, gazing into his eyes. “I love you, too,” he whispered. They both smiled widely, extremely happy. Kazuki picked up the shampoo bottle. “Shall I wash your hair?” he asked, and Keita squealed in delight, leaning his head back to get it fully wet. Kazuki got a small amount of shampoo in his hand, and he massaged it gently into Keita’s head. Keita moaned in pleasure, and Kazuki could feel arousal starting to stir up in him again at the erotic sound. But he bit his lip and fought it, not wanting to ask too much of Keita in one night.

“Does that feel good, Keita?” he asked him, and Keita sighed happily, nodding. He rinsed his hair out, then applied conditioner. Keita decided that he wanted to wash Kazuki’s hair too, but he really had to stretch up to reach. Kazuki stooped slightly to make it easier on him, and he moaned a little as Keita’s delicate fingertips worked at his scalp. He glanced down, noticing his own erection, and he cleared his throat nervously, rinsing his hair out. Keita blushed when he noticed it as well, but they finished up their shower.

Kazuki toweled Keita off afterwards. Keita beamed up at him. “You’re always taking care of me…thank you…” he whispered, and Kazuki’s heart filled with joy. They exited the bathroom, and Kazuki saw then that Keita had brought a pair of pajamas with him. They lay on his bed, and Keita quickly slipped into them. Kazuki put on his own set, and then shut out the light.

They slipped into bed together, and Keita moved in as close as he could to Kazuki, nuzzling his face deeply into his chest. “You smell so good,” he sighed, his voice muffled. Kazuki smiled softly, stroking at Keita’s still damp hair. “Kazuki?” Keita asked.

“Hmm?” Kazuki answered.

“Can we always sleep together like this from now on?” Keita asked, looking up at Kazuki. His eyes twinkled in the dim light, and Kazuki nodded.

“Always…”