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Holier Than Thou	By : Sevaji Category: +M to R > Princess Ai Views: 2016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Holier than Thou

Rating: NC17!

Pairing: Hikaru/Takeshi

Two weeks. It had been two weeks since Ai�s
near-disastrous concert and she was now in a different world-class hotel,
guards posted around the perimeter in civilian clothing, and Yoshi watching her every move. The only difference this
time, was that there were two more people in the room with her, allowed to come
and visit her as they pleased. One was Kent, his guitar constantly at his
side helping her as she feverishly wrote new songs, barely remembering to eat
and sleep. The other was Hikaru, slightly less grudging to lend her his talent
for costumes, and of course, there to interrupt every possible bit of privacy
she might have had with Kent.
Takeshi had yet to rear his (not-so) ugly head, choosing instead to relay his
orders and �suggestions� over the phone and through the cross-dressing Yoshi.

Today, Ai was sitting on the floor in front of Kent, music
sheets spread out in front of her while the latter helped her write down a
better harmony for one of her newer songs.
Hikaru stood nearby in the center of the room, humming softly along to Kent�s playing,
pinning up the fabric of a soon-to-be-skirt, and occasionally calling Ai over
to make sure he was pinning up enough fabric. Yoshi
was in the kitchen, making lunch without anyone asking him to, also humming
along (though more tunelessly) to the strumming of Kent�s guitar. The semi-silence was
broken by the quick and almost-violent opening of the door, giving entrance to
an (as usual) exuberant Takeshi, a smirk on his face as he all but glided in.
Ai snorted in annoyance, and Kent
released an irritated sigh. From the kitchen, Yoshi
popped his head out to give the blond a loud and cheerful welcome before
returning to his cooking. Takeshi grinned and paused on his way down the stairs
of the threshold in front of the doorway. The other pale-haired young man was
looking at him from beneath his eyelashes, shy and demure, but calculating,
almost predatory and a little struck. Takeshi flashed him something more like a
feral grin than a smirk and the other smiled deviously back, a small, upward
twisting of the corners of his lips, a flash of pearly teeth from in between
slightly-parted rosebud lips.

�Hey there loverboy, what the hell�re you doin� here?� Takeshi asked, taking his eyes away from the
other and focusing on Kent,
whose narrowed eyes met his own even as he began to pull his things together.

�Just leaving, actually�� Kent hissed,
and Ai gave a small cry of protest.

�Kent, no, I!�

�Sorry Ai, but I�ll be back,
okay? I gotta get to work early today anyway�I�ll
call you, okay?�

�Well�alright��

�Come on Hikaru, let�s go�� Kent
muttered as he got up, placing his guitar in its case and slinging it onto his
back.

�Alright�� He turned to Ai as
he gathered his things, giving the blonde woman an irritated stare. �I�ll be
back tomorrow at seven to finish this, okay? If you�re not gonna
be here, leave a key with the guards or something,� he declared, and Takeshi
almost laughed at how much he made it sound like a royal command.

�Right, right, get going!
Before Kent
leaves you behind!� Ai replied snippily, and Hikaru stuck his tongue out at her
after his initial squeak of surprise.

The blonde finished picking his things up and ran out
after Kent,
flashing Takeshi an unreadable look as he passed.

(L)(U)(S)(T)

Hikaru smiled and thanked the man that had been
waiting for him outside Ai�s door, informing him that the �Princess� oh how he
hated that title!) was out at a meeting to coordinate the next leg of her tour
and would be gone for quite some time yet. Hikaru muttered to himself as he
entered the spacious suite, pulling his bag higher up on his shoulder as he
searched blindly for the light switch. Once they were on, he made his way down
the small set of steps and back to the mannequin he�d previously been working
on, opening his bag and pulling out the materials he would need. Then, singing
softly to himself, he immersed himself in his work, lost in thoughts of Kent,
Ai and himself, and just where, in the end, he would fit into the picture.
Unbidden, one of Ai�s songs came to mind, and he found himself singing it into
the empty room, low, sultry voice carrying a different quality than Ai�s
superstar voice but sounding no less beautiful.

�(You�re my)

Angel back in heaven

Lost among the free

Trapped up in that tower

Looking down upon my plea

If only I could climb up
there,

and sort through your debris

(I�d bring this)

Angel back to heaven

For all Eternity�

Gritty demented cloth

Covering up flesh born to rot

Lace wound up so tightly and
taut

That bitter screams of breath
would get caught��

�Ai never told me you were a
good singer.�

Hikaru
started, jumping slightly and turning away from the back of the mannequin to
see Takeshi standing with his hand on the doorknob, an impressed look on his
face.

�I-!� Hikaru blushed at the
squeak in his voice and stopped himself, clearing his throat lightly before
trying again. �I�m not that great�and the Queen B has never heard me sing�Not
very many people have, actually.�

�Shame,� Takeshi said
smoothly. �A voice like that should be heard more often.�

�Oh, it�s heard often��
Hikaru murmured to himself with a sly
grin, one that quickly faded. �Though not since Kent moved in�� He added almost
forlornly, shaking himself and looking up at Takeshi only to find the older man
closer than he had been and moving closer, his gait like that of a jungle cat:
smooth, predatory and innately graceful.

�Kent�that�s Ai�s little lover-boy,
right?�

�He�s not hers,� Hikaru ground out as Takeshi leaned over the shoulder of
the mannequin to look at him, a slender eyebrow raised in question.

�Really? Because he seems
pretty smitten to me��

�No, he�s not!� Hikaru snapped, plunging a pin
into the fabric with unnecessary violence. �He- I�.We-!�

�Ah�so you like him too then?� He asked, and Hikaru spared him a glance
through honeyed hazel eyes.

��I liked him first,� Hikaru agreed childishly.
Takeshi smirked.

�I see�� He smirked and drew
around behind Hikaru, watching the smaller man work. �This is good.�

�Thanks� Hikaru murmured,
bending to pin another piece and jumping when he felt himself bump into
Takeshi. He lifted his head, looking over his shoulder to apologize, only to
feel the words die in his throat.

Takeshi stood behind him, eyes gleaming with a feral
light, hips against Hikaru�s firm ass and making no move to change his position
whatsoever. Hikaru flushed and looked at the older man questioningly, and
flushed lightly when Takeshi only smiled wider, pulling a hand out of his
pocket to grasp Hikaru�s hip and pull him back to press more fully against him.

�T-Takeshi-san�what..?�

Takeshi responded by leaning over him and fitting his
body against his, running his fingertips lightly from Hikaru�s hip to his
stomach, moving them in gentle patterns over the thinly-covered skin there.

�Come on Hikaru-kun�Let me
hear that pretty voice of yours��

�T-Takeshi-san, I-!�

�Come on now�� Takeshi
grinned and brushed his hand lower. �You know you want to.�

Hikaru gulped, Kent�s face flashing briefly in his
mind�s eye�closely followed by Ai�s. He swallowed thickly and then slowly
placed his hand over Takeshi�s.

�Alright.�

Almost instantly, Takeshi straightened, and Hikaru
barely had time to register the lack of the other�s warmth against his back
before he was pulled up against a body as taut and toned as his own and drawn
into a long, sensuous kiss, one of Takeshi�s hands cupping his cheek, the other
foregoing all pretense and squeezing his ass. The smaller of them made a
startled noise, giving Takeshi his chance to deepen the kiss. Hikaru whimpered
in appreciation of Takeshi�s kissing skills. The man was all lips, tongue and
teeth, kissing fiercely as if he expected to be struck down at any moment.
Hikaru kissed back with as much vigor, not complaining when he was hefted up to
fit his legs around Takeshi�s waist, curling his fingers in the other man�s
hair so that his fingernails lightly scraped his scalp. That made him moan, and
Hikaru almost yelped as he was suddenly all-but slammed into the sofa, Takeshi
hovering over him like a bird of prey. Takeshi spared him a brief,
cat-that-got-the-canary grin, golden eyes lighting up, before diving down to
capture his lips again, his hands working insistently, one on Hikaru�s belt,
the other unbuttoning his thin, linen shirt. Hikaru reciprocated in kind nimble
fingers working Takeshi�s shirt off with only a brief pause to yank it over his
head and toss it aside before returning to bury themselves once again in
Takeshi�s hair. His shirt was pulled of soon thereafter, and Takeshi pulled
away to trail teasing kisses down the side of his neck, latching onto the
junction of neck and shoulder and sucking almost vampirically,
making Hikaru whimper in pleasure. That always had been one of his spots. Takeshi chuckled at the sound, a low
rumble deep in his broad chest, and moved his attention lower, latching onto a
dusty pink nipple and working at it vigorously, attacking with teeth and tongue
in a manner that had Hikaru whimpering. Takeshi growled at that, liking the sound
very much, and proceeded to do his damnedest to keep Hikaru whining and
writhing beneath him, causing a delicious, quick friction to start between
them.

�T-Takeshi-s-san�� Hikaru
moaned, trying to push Takeshi�s head further down. �Mmm�!�

�Now, now�no need to get
impatient Hikaru-kun�� Takeshi purred in that impeccably sexy voice, pulling
Hikaru�s hands out of his hair and moving up to pin them above his head. �Patience
is a virtue.�

�Tcha��
Hikaru snapped, and then hissed as Takeshi nipped at a taut nipple. �D-don�t
give me that h-holier-than-thou b-bullshit�� He gasped, and Takeshi laughed.

�As you wish,� he conceded
and proceeded to hold Hikaru�s slender wrists in one hand, the other moving to
undo his pants. He felt Hikaru�s hands at his belt, not fumbling even in his
stated of pleasure-filled daze. Takeshi mentally applauded. His pants and
boxers were shoved down, and after a moment, were discarded with a slight
movement from his ankle. Hkaru�s soon followed, and
Takeshi lay his length along Hikaru�s, moving up back and forth only the
tiniest bit causing Hikaru to loose another of those oh-so-pleasant little
sounds.

And then suddenly, it was him on his back, Hikaru
snaking his way down the length of his body, face placid, self-assured, not
stopping until full, lush lips were wrapped around his cock, and- oh God, how could anyone suck cock that
good? Not even sleeping around the entire gay population of Shinjuku University
warranted head this good. Granted, it was a small (open) population, but still.
He arched as Hikaru deep-throated him, humming the song he�d been singing
earlier, sending differently pitched
over vibrations washing over Takeshi�s cock, making the older man writhe
and growl and moan and snarl like an animal, his eyes blazing. His hands fisted
in Hikaru�s downy hair and he pulled forward until Hikaru�s nose was all but
buried in his pubic hair, gasping and shivering when the blond slid his fingers
gently over his balls before cupping them and giving them a careful squeeze,
his hand then moving to squeeze Takeshi�s firm ass, seeming to want to draw him
(if possible) closer. Then there were fingers in his mouth, Hikaru�s demanding
eyes ordering him to suck, and he readily complied, a little too caught up in
what the other was doing with him mouth to try to argue. Hikaru smiled and
chuckled around him, drawing back so suddenly that Takeshi�s spit-slick cock
twitched at the rush of lukewarm air that rushed over it. Hikaru leaned up to
kiss him, hard and fast, his hands the same as he found a finger
unceremoniously shoved inside him.

�A-aaah!
Ho-holy fuck Hikaru..!� He gasped,
and the smaller blond pulled back to grin wickedly at him.

�That�s what I�m planning to
do, yes,� Hikaru remarked amicably, smiling sweetly and tilting his head to the
side. He leaned forward again, finger
sliding in and out slowly, and added, �Now be good and let my hand fuck you for
a bit, eh?� He chuckled and took
Takeshi�s lips again, noting how Takeshi was trying hard not to move against
his questing finger.

He smiled into their current kiss, and Takeshi didn�t
have enough time to tense in anticipation before there was a second finger
buried inside him, instead pulling his lips away from Hikaru�s to throw his
head back and howl in discomfort. He gasped, the hands he�d previously been
holding onto the couch with coming up to dig into Hikaru�s shoulders hard
enough to bruise. Hikaru chuckled and sucked on his neck, drawing a trail down
to his nipples again, scissoring his fingers open and closed as he sucked on
one reddened bud, his other hand fluttering teasing touches over Takeshi�s
throbbing cock. Hikaru�s fingers wriggled inside him and suddenly hit something
that made Takeshi gasp and let out a cross between a groan and a mewl. Hikaru
grinned and brushed it again, and Takeshi threw his head back, losing himself
and beginning to move his hips, watching Hikaru watch him fuck himself with
Hikaru�s slender fingers. The younger blond watched with a fair degree of
intensity, eyes ravenous and lustful. The fingers withdrew suddenly and Hikaru
yanked him up and forward, shoving him face-first into his crotch. He caught
the gist and lapped at Hikaru�s weeping member, licking the precum
off the already-slick head.

�Alright, alright, don�t get too interested there Takeshi-san�� He
purred, laying him on his back once more. �I�ve got better things for you to
play with�� He pulled the tattooed man into another deep kiss, attempting to
distract him as a sharp pain made itself known in his rear, Hikaru driving into
him quickly.

�Ah-ahhhhh!�
Takeshi yelped, back arching, eyes wide even as Hikaru tried to calm him,
placing soft kissed along his neck, shoulders and chest before kissing him
deeply again, one hand buried in Takeshi�s hair, the other sliding over his
member in long, sure strokes.

�Shhh��
Hikaru murmured, biting at Takeshi�s
earlobe. �Relax�relax��

�I am relaxed,� Takeshi ground out, earning another chuckle from
Hikaru.

�Sure you are,� Hikaru
agreed, and Takeshi dug his short nails in at that, arching upward and
tightening around Hikaru involuntarily. �Ahh�!�

�Shut up,� Takeshi managed,
pain ebbing. ��and fuck me.�

�Fuck yes,� Hikaru growled,
and leaned over him with one arm to hold him up, the other wandering Takeshi�s
torso as he pulled out and then oh-so-slowly pumped back in.

There was a brief moment, when he was moving in and
out of Takeshi, the older man�s eyes squinted shut in some semblance of
rapture, that Hikaru briefly considered the fact that he might be as beautiful, if not more so, than Kent was. Then the
thought fled, guilt flaring within Hikaru, but it was quickly replaced as
Takeshi�s hips pushed up to meet his, making him shudder at the feeling of
internal muscles shifting around him, strong thighs tightening around his hips.
He grunted softly, keeping pace, watching the way Takeshi arched and writhed in
fascination.

�Hikaru�� The older man
moaned, managing to sit up, making Hikaru gasp as the position change only
pulled him deeper. �When I said fuck me, I meant fast�and hard�� He bit
Hikaru�s collarbone lightly and writhed his hips. �So do it. Now.�

With another grunt, Hikaru pushed him onto his back
and then moved his hips up so that Takeshi rested mostly on his shoulder
blades, Hikaru�s back arching forward so that he curved over kissing him and speeding
up to pound harshly into him at this new, deeper angle. Takeshi cried out,
voice fading into a whine and Hikaru knew he�d hit the jackpot. It took him a
few more tries to find it again, but once he did, he made sure to do his
damnedest to hit that same place, and Takeshi flushed beautifully beneath him,
the blush that had simply stained his cheeks before now spreading down his neck
and dusting across his shoulders, slowly but surely spreading.

A body-blusher�
Hikaru thought, chuckling and nipping at Takeshi�s neck. How cute�!

Takeshi�s voice was hoarse now from his screaming,
and had been reduced to merely whimpering and mewling for more (�Harderfuckmeplease!�)
and Hikaru gave it to him, pushing forward and pulling back and just moving,
hearing the slap of skin against skin and feeling Takeshi�s legs clamps down
tighter around him, seeing his hands traveling down to stroke himself rapidly,
barely able t keep time with Hikaru�s wild thrusts until finally, he came and
he came hard, arching up into Hikaru
and clamping his mouth onto the other blond�s to
stifle the his scream, and then Hikaru�s as he came as well, his hands gripping
Takeshi�s hips hard enough to bruise, and he kept pounding in and out of the
tight ass he�d been thrusting into, still hard, until he came again, making
Takeshi moan and grind his hips along to Hikaru�s wavering thrust. He sighed
when Hikaru finally pulled out of him, spent, and yelped when he felt the
blonde�s hands tighten on his hips once again and he began to lap up the cum
spread over Takeshi�s taut stomach with an appreciative moan.

�F-fuck�� Takeshi moaned, and
Hikaru merely smirked and muttered:

�Indeed��

Before continuing to clean them both off, a satisfied
look on his face.

:: Owari ::
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