Bluebird: Chapter 14
Inukai explored every inch of his mate’s naked
body with his tongue. Behind the ears, under the arms, the backs of the
knees—nowhere was left untouched. At first, Kawachi squirmed from the ticklish
sensation, but gradually, small sighs began to escape his lips, and his penis
started to react.
At least he doesn’t seem repulsed by being
touched by another man, Inukai thought, relieved. As Kawachi’s arousal grew, Inukai moved to
press his lips to the rigid member. Just as he was about to make contact,
Kawachi’s hips pulled away sharply—a small but clear rejection.
“That’s not necessary,” Kawachi said, shaking
his head.
“You don’t want me to lick here?” Inukai asked,
tilting his head slightly.
“There’s no need for that kind of thing.”
“I want to,” Inukai replied, his voice calm but
firm. “Do you think it wouldn’t feel good if I did?”
The erect member in front of him seemed to
tremble, as if silently craving the attention.
“I’m not saying I hate it… It’s just, if you do
things like that, I… I can’t do the same for you,” Kawachi mumbled hesitantly.
“Don’t worry about it,” Inukai replied, his
voice gentle. “I’m doing it because I want to.”
“But…”
“I want to, and if it makes you feel good, that
makes me happy.”
Kawachi fell silent, his words trailing off.
Inukai gently parted Kawachi’s legs and kissed along them. When he licked the
tip of Kawachi’s arousal, Kawachi’s hips trembled visibly. Inukai didn’t stop,
taking him into his mouth and caressing him with his tongue. The sweet taste,
even of the pre-come, felt intoxicating, like honey.
“A-ah… ahhh…” Kawachi’s voice grew louder,
filled with pleasure. Hearing the sound of it, Inukai couldn’t resist sliding
his fingers toward his backside. Even outside of his heat, Kawachi’s body
responded, wet and pliant.
He’s ready. Lubrication had already been prepared
beforehand, but it seemed unnecessary. Kawachi’s entrance was soft, yielding
easily. Keeping Kawachi in his mouth, Inukai carefully pressed one finger
inside, and it slid in without resistance.
“Ah! Aahh!” Kawachi cried out, his voice
trembling with pleasure.
Adding a second finger, Inukai explored him
slowly, curling and moving within, all while sucking firmly.
“Stop! Stop it!” Kawachi’s desperate voice
broke through. Startled, Inukai immediately withdrew his fingers.
Kawachi’s face was twisted, his eyes glistening
with unshed tears.
“Did that feel bad?” Inukai asked, his voice
tinged with worry.
Kawachi’s wet eyes darted away, his distress
palpable. Inukai reached out, stroking his cheek gently.
“Did it feel gross?”
Kawachi shook his head but hid his face behind
his arms.
“It’s humiliating… It’s not even my heat, and
I’m a man, and yet I’m… feeling good there. It’s pathetic.” His voice trembled
with shame.
“There’s nothing pathetic about it,” Inukai
said firmly.
“A guy my size, moaning like a woman…”
“I think it’s sexy. It turns me on. And no one
else but me gets to hear it. If I think it’s beautiful, that’s all that
matters.”
“But… but…” Kawachi stammered, his protests
fading as Inukai pressed a tender kiss to his lips, silencing him.
“It’s okay to feel good,” Inukai whispered,
stroking Kawachi’s hair. “Pleasure isn’t a bad thing. I love you more than
anyone else in the world. I’m your partner. You can enjoy this. You can enjoy
me.”
Inukai kissed him again, deep and slow, as his
fingers found their way back inside. Kawachi’s body shivered, but this time, he
didn’t protest. Their tongues intertwined, and Kawachi’s moans escaped even
through their kiss. When Inukai pulled back, soft, breathy cries filled the
air, sweeter than any melody.
He kissed Kawachi repeatedly, his hands working
skillfully to prepare him. The tension in Kawachi’s body melted away, his
entrance soft and pliant, ready to receive him.
Breaking a long kiss, Inukai straightened,
positioning himself. He spread Kawachi’s legs wide, taking a moment to admire
the sight before him—his own hardness poised at the entrance of Kawachi’s body.
Kawachi’s chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, his gaze locking with
Inukai’s, nervous yet trusting.
"Are you scared?" Inukai asked.
Kawachi shook his head, signaling no. Taking
that as consent, Inukai pressed his hips forward, slowly pushing inside. The
tight entrance gave way gradually, yielding to his intrusion. He pushed deeper,
savoring the warmth that sent shivers down his spine.
“Ah… ah… aah…” Kawachi gasped, his knees
trembling slightly, bent just enough to absorb the motion.
Inukai eased in fully, their bodies pressed
together so closely that even their pubic hair brushed against each other. Once
fully joined, he began to move slowly, a gentle back-and-forth rhythm. Despite
being penetrated, Kawachi’s arousal didn’t diminish. It swayed with the motion,
responding in sync with the thrusts. His half-open mouth and unfocused gaze
gave him the appearance of being lost in a daze, as though he were slipping
into sleep.
While moving gently inside him, Inukai reached
down and wrapped his hand around Kawachi’s erection.
The instant he did, Kawachi’s inner walls
tightened convulsively, and his back arched sharply.
“Aaah!”
When Inukai stroked him lightly, Kawachi’s
entire body jerked, overwhelmed by sensation. But not once did Kawachi say,
“Stop” or “No.” His body flushed a soft pink all over, trembling as he
succumbed to the pleasure coursing through him. His slick arousal, dripping
with pre-come, and his flushed, ripe nipples were lewd yet mesmerizingly
beautiful.
Inukai tried to hold himself back, wanting to
continue gazing at this man who could excite him endlessly. But the inevitable
approached.
Overcome, Inukai leaned over Kawachi’s
trembling body, thrusting deeply as he kissed him. He wanted to kiss Kawachi as
he came, releasing everything he had into his partner. As the climax overtook
him, he felt as if Kawachi’s insides were pulsing in time with his own rhythm.
When it was over, Kawachi lay beneath him, his
cheeks still flushed, breathing softly. Inukai kissed him tenderly, running his
hand through Kawachi’s hair and holding him close.
“I love you,” he murmured.
“I love you, I love you, I love you,” he
repeated, like a child with a limited vocabulary, overwhelmed by his feelings.
It was their first time making love outside of
Kawachi’s heat, and it felt just as intoxicating. No, it was even better.
Without the haze of a heat cycle, they could share every detail, every nuance
of pleasure together.
“I want more,” Inukai whispered, pressing his
lips to Kawachi’s ear. “I want all of you. Every part of you. Your beautiful
parts, your embarrassing parts. Show me everything. Show it all to me, and only
to me.”
He nibbled lightly on Kawachi’s earlobe as he
spoke, his voice dripping with desire.
“I want to feel more of you—more of the
shameless, indecent side of you.”
Lost in his own delirious whispers, Inukai
suddenly felt fingers on his back. Kawachi’s arms pulled him in, pressing their
bodies so close there was no space between them.
He’s responding to me, seeking me. The
realization filled Inukai with joy, prompting him to pepper Kawachi’s neck with
kisses.
“Lick me… down there,” came Kawachi’s trembling
voice, spoken so close to his ear that it sent a jolt through him.
“I haven’t finished yet,” Kawachi added, his
words hesitant but unmistakably clear.
Those words alone were enough to reignite
Inukai’s arousal, his body responding instantly to the promise of more.
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Over and over, from the front, the back, and
the sides, Inukai entered Kawachi. No matter the position or angle, the
sensation was incredible, and the sight of Kawachi’s uninhibited passion was
utterly intoxicating. It was like discovering sex for the first time as a
teenager, losing himself entirely to the act.
They went at it until dawn, dozing off in each
other’s arms. When they woke up, it was past two in the afternoon on Saturday.
The sunlight streaming through the curtains was bright, hinting at good weather
outside, but neither of them looked. The moment Inukai woke, they were already
kissing, holding each other close, and before long, they were embracing once
more, swept up in their shared desire.
The night before had been dimly lit, the
shadows heightening the intensity of each touch, each sound. But now, in broad
daylight, Inukai could see everything—his beloved’s body, every expression of
ecstasy, the lewd movement of their shared intimacy. It was overwhelming in the
most beautiful way.
The act of joining with Kawachi felt as natural
as kissing. No matter the moment, Kawachi’s body welcomed him with ease. How
can this fit so perfectly? The thought seemed absurd, almost as though they
were once part of the same being. Despite how much he had already released,
Inukai found himself still hard, still wanting, still desperate to pour more of
himself into Kawachi.
I know I’m being greedy, Inukai thought. But he couldn’t
stop. When Kawachi got up to go to the bathroom, leaving him alone for a
moment, rationality briefly returned. We’ve done enough. This is too much,
he told himself. Yet the moment Kawachi came back into view, the desire surged
again. He reached out, pulling Kawachi back into his arms, unable to resist.
If Kawachi had said, “Enough, I don’t want to
anymore,” maybe he could have stopped. But Kawachi came back willingly, kissing
him, seeking him. And so Inukai held him, kissed him deeply and softly, again
and again.
“...Does it hurt?” Inukai finally asked,
concerned, gently caressing between Kawachi’s legs.
“I’m fine,” Kawachi replied with a shake of his
head.
“Maybe because you’re so gentle with me,”
Kawachi added. “It doesn’t hurt, and no matter how many times we do it, it
still feels good.”
This was the same man who had been so afraid at
the start, yet now he accepted their lovemaking eagerly, even actively.
“If anything, it feels strange not having you
inside me now. Like something’s missing.”
Their eyes met, and Kawachi reached out,
touching Inukai and pulling him into another kiss.
This is real, Inukai thought, overwhelmed. The things
I’ve dreamed about for years—this is reality. How did I get so lucky? The
joy was so immense it left him dizzy.
As Inukai was lost in his thoughts, Kawachi
unexpectedly pushed him down. Blinking up at him in surprise, Inukai saw
Kawachi’s sly grin, his eyes narrowing mischievously.
Kawachi straddled him, first on all fours and
then kneeling over him. From between Kawachi’s thighs, a trickle of Inukai’s
essence dripped, landing on Inukai’s arousal and slicking it further.
Slowly, deliberately, Kawachi lowered himself
onto Inukai, his body swallowing him entirely. Kawachi exhaled a deep sigh,
then began to move his hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm, savoring every
sensation.
The sight of Kawachi's arousal, swaying in time
with his movements, was so enticing that Inukai couldn’t resist reaching out to
touch it.
“Don’t,” Kawachi scolded sharply, swatting his
hand away. “If you do that, I’ll come too fast.”
Only after Kawachi had thoroughly enjoyed
himself did he grant Inukai permission to touch him. And when he did, Kawachi
critiqued him, muttering, “A bit harder, please,” until Inukai adjusted.
They didn’t even pause to eat, consumed
entirely by their need for each other. Occasionally, Kawachi would glance at
the pictures of his child that Sawako sent, but Inukai would quickly snatch the
phone away, pouting, “Focus on me right now.” He didn’t even bother to hide his
jealousy, clinging shamelessly to Kawachi in his possessive affection.
After hours of endless lovemaking, hunger
finally drove them out for a meal in the evening. Even while they ate at a
nearby izakaya, Inukai couldn’t take his eyes off Kawachi. Even the way he
eats looks seductive. I want to kiss him, strip him right here, and hold him.
The thought made him restless. Hurry up and finish so we can go back.
On the way back to the dormitory, they held
hands. Kawachi seemed surprised but didn’t pull away. Encouraged by this,
Inukai embraced and kissed him in the elevator, unable to wait any longer.
As soon as they entered the room, Inukai
stripped Kawachi of his clothes, restoring him to his natural state, and kissed
him deeply. When Kawachi mentioned wanting to take a shower, Inukai joined him,
carefully washing him with foamy soap. They couldn’t resist each other even
there, trying something they had never done before, which excited them further.
Even after all this time, there’s still something new.
Afterwards, Inukai carried a dazed Kawachi back
to the room, drying him thoroughly and tending to his hair. He couldn’t resist
stealing kisses and stroking Kawachi, who was still half-hard.
“I still want more, but I’m… too tired. Let’s
sleep,” Kawachi finally admitted, giving in.
They tidied the soiled bedding and crawled
together under a fresh futon. Inukai lay behind Kawachi, wrapping his arms
around him. Within minutes, Kawachi’s soft, steady breaths signaled he had
fallen asleep. Left alone, Inukai felt a pang of loneliness. He kissed the nape
of Kawachi’s neck repeatedly, trying to wake him, but to no avail. Eventually,
he too sank deeply into slumber, their bodies intertwined.
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A tickling sensation around his nose woke him
up. Someone was pinching it. As he furrowed his brow, the fingers released him,
and a voice said, “You’re awake.” Slowly, those same fingers, glinting with a matching
ring, gently stroked Inukai’s cheek as he lay face down.
“It’s already past ten. I thought it felt
cold—turns out it snowed outside,” Kawachi remarked.
Kawachi was sitting there, shirtless—and
completely naked below as well. The room was warm, the heater working well.
“I’m starving. Let’s get some food,” Kawachi
said.
Instead of responding, Inukai crawled over and
draped himself over Kawachi’s lap, wrapping his arms around Kawachi’s waist.
“What’s with all the clinginess?” Kawachi’s
voice carried a hint of exasperation, but his fingers tenderly tousled Inukai’s
hair.
This feels so good—my heart, my body…
everything’s melting.
Inukai pressed his lips against Kawachi’s lower abdomen, savoring the moment.
“Our baby, I’m sorry we’ve been so noisy all this
time.”
“…No kidding.” Kawachi responded, looking down
at Inukai with a gentle smile on his face.
“I want us to choose this baby’s name together,”
Inukai said.
“Yeah, we should.”
“I feel like this one might be a girl. I can’t
wait to meet her.”
Kawachi, still smiling, suddenly let a single
tear slip down his cheek, and Inukai froze in shock.
“What’s wrong?” Panicking, he sat up and
reached to wipe the tear from Kawachi’s eye.
“I’m okay,” Kawachi said, but the tears kept
falling, as if something inside him had broken.
“I never thought… I’d feel this way,” Kawachi
murmured softly, his voice trembling. “I never thought I could be this happy.”
Inukai wrapped his arms around the crying
Kawachi, whispering, “If you’re happy, please smile for me.”
“I’m so glad… that you’re my mate.”
A surge of emotion welled up from deep inside.
Overwhelmed with joy, with happiness… Inukai couldn’t stop his own tears.
“You’re the one who told me to smile, so why
are you crying now?” Kawachi teased, his tone light despite his own tears.
Through a mix of laughter and tears, Inukai
hugged his partner—the love of his life—tightly, filled with gratitude for the
happiness they had found together.
THE END
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