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Time had been moving at a strange pace like it often did between the holidays and the start of the new year. But the anchor point had always been the 24th of December. Not because it was Christmas eve, but because it had been where their story had begun in a grimy men’s bathroom, of all places.
Kaoru smirked at the memory, so often retold in older interviews. It was a faint memory now, like many in his mind at this point, but he could still remember how he had felt excited to meet Kyo, someone who seemed just as passionate about making music in the way he was. It had made him laugh that Kyo had later said he thought Kaoru had been intimidating. It was something he had gotten a lot, especially back then and hadn’t been very mindful of at that time.
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Kyo received a text telling him to be ready at 7pm and to wear something nice. That was a little vague, but he guessed Kaoru meant something like a suit. The text had come a bit later than usual and Kyo had been on the cusp of becoming a little sulky. He knew it was childish to wait for Kaoru to contact him, but that was just how this worked in his mind. Kaoru never really seemed to bring it up or mind. Kyo smiled softly as he stared at the message and thought a lot of things between them seemed to work that way.
The slumbering sulky feeling was forgotten as he moved to his walk in closet to pick out what he was going to wear, cooing a few soft words to Pun and Tiff as they trailed after him and sat at his feet as he put an outfit together with their date in mind.
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Cab’s outside
Kaoru tucked his phone away after sending the message and a few minutes later the door opened to let Kyo inside. It was dark and so were Kyo’s clothes but Kaoru still felt himself inhale sharply as Kyo painted a picture of mysterious beauty, folding himself into the backseat of the car.
“Hi.” Kyo said softly, dark eyes meeting Kaoru’s and a small smile tugged his full lips and cheeks up for a moment. Kyo buckled in and shifted in the seat, his hand finding Kaoru’s resting against the leather of the seat between them, their pinkies linking for a second in a more intimate greeting that made Kaoru’s stomach do a small flip.
The drive was short and they didn’t say much, the silence between them comfortable. Kyo liked to look out the tinted window and Kaoru liked to watch him with the neon lights of Tokyo reflected back onto his soft features.
When they eventually reached an expensive looking hotel and got out of the cab, Kyo looked at Kaoru, raising his brow a little in question. Kaoru just shrugged and offered an easy smile, his hands in his pockets as they walked inside and found a large silver elevator that took them to the top floor where there was a lavish looking bar and restaurant with a beautiful view of Ginza by night. Kaoru gave his name to the waiter at the front and they were lead to a window table. They both knew Kyo would’ve been just as happy spending a night in with take away on the couch, but to Kaoru’s relief Kyo looked excited and pleased to be there to enjoy a more opulent evening out together.
When their drinks arrived they toasted. “To us?” Kyo asked, tilting his head to the side a little as he smiled softly. Kaoru could still marvel at getting to see this soft, relaxed side to the man who’d latched onto his hearts from the moment they met now exactly 30 years ago. “To us.” He agreed, clinking their glasses together before they both took a sip.
It hadn’t always been this easy between them and they still had their days where they needed a break from each other or the world at times. But they had found something that worked for them, maybe a partnership was what best described it. For Kaoru it had taken the longest to be convinced there was a place for him in Kyo’s life as he knew the man to be severely independent even if he could be fragile. For Kyo it had been a laborious task to slowly take down the thick walls he had built around his inner self to give their partnership a chance at success. The process hadn’t been linear but it had been a beautiful journey that was solely theirs.
They eat their meals, Kaoru choosing something he had never had before and Kyo sticking with something he knew he would like. Kaoru talks a little bit about his parents and Kyo asks him to remind him later to give Kaoru the gift he got for them. Kyo talks for a while about the sofubi exhibit he was attending and Kaoru just listens, feeling soppy and grateful for the passionate man in front of him as he feels Kyo’s foot nudge his own under the table playfully.
After the food and a few drinks Kyo’s cheeks were a little rosy when he got up, catching Kaoru’s eye again. “I’ll be right back,” he said, his voice soft and a little breathy and Kaoru gave him a soft nod. He watched Kyo head to the bathrooms, his brain painting a vivid picture of getting him out those form fitting slacks when they’d be back at one of their apartments later.
Kaoru got lost thinking about his hands on soft, tattooed skin for a hazy moment when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
Unlocking his screen he frowned lightly as he saw Kyo’s name appear and he went to their chat, nearly choking on his own spit when the picture that had been made his phone buzz appeared on his screen.
It was Kyo, although his face wasn’t in the picture. The picture was taken from an angle, focused on Kyo’s chest, the white button down he’d been wearing completely open exposing his tattooed chest, but what had immediately caught Kaoru’s eye was the delicate wine red lace over his lover’s skin. It was a bralette that was part of a set Kaoru had given him a while ago but had never seen on Kyo just yet.
The three dots appeared in the bottom of the screen and Kaoru swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry.
I’m waiting for you, idiot.
Kaoru felt his brain short circuit for a moment before he realized he was supposed to do something. He slid his phone back into his pocket and took out his wallet to leave enough money to cover the bill. Then he tried to look as normal as possible as he made his way to the restaurants bathroom.
The interior was black marble and just as nice and sleek as the rest of the restaurant and to Kaoru’s relief there was nobody at the urinals. He checked to see which of the stalls was locked and as his eye fell on one that was, the lock turned as if on cue and the door opened a crack, Kyo’s face appearing as he looking surprised before he smiled, showing his adorable teeth and Kaoru felt a little weak in the knees. He quickly pushed into the stall, closing the door behind him as Kyo was still half dressed, standing there in the open blouse and lace bra.
“You were supposed to follow me.” Kyo said amused, pressing himself against Kaoru languidly. Kaoru’s arms automatically moved to encircle his waist, pulling him close with a soft groan. The way Kyo looked at him, looking younger than he was with that boyish sparkle in his eyes, was irresistible to Kaoru and he tilted his head and leaned down to kiss him hard, one of his hands coming up to find its place at the back of Kyo’s neck.
When they broke apart Kyo leaned back just a fraction, dark eyes lidded as he looked up at Kaoru in that coy way that was sure to drive the guitarist crazy. “I’m wearing the set,” he said softly, and Kaoru felt his brain go all fuzzy and his blood rush to his groin all at once at the implication of those whispered words. They kissed again as Kyo’s fingers moved to the buttons of his slacks. Kaoru’s fingers joined to help and they pulled apart again so he could look down, seeing the waistband of the lace thong and he swallowed. “I don’t think you’ll ever stop surprising me,” Kaoru said, his voice a bit gruff and they both knew he wasn’t just talking about Kyo’s lingerie surprise. It was part of their dynamic, where Kaoru kept Kyo grounded and Kyo always kept things lively.
Tattooed hands grabbed at Kyo’s hips and Kaoru spun them around, pressing Kyo’s chest against the door and guiding his ass back towards himself. Normally Kaoru liked to take his time taking his lover apart, but there was a time and space for that and the bathroom of a luxurious hotel unfortunately wasn’t it. So he tugged Kyo’s now open slacks down, his breath hitching as more tattooed skin and deep red lace was revealed. He took a moment to admire Kyo’s bare ass, making the other man wiggle it a little in impatience and that was enough to snap Kaoru out of the haze.
“I didn’t bring any-“
“I’m ready,” Kyo’s hushed tone and the implications of the statement made his head spin again.
“Kaoru?” Kyo peered at him from over his shoulder, and Kaoru came back to his senses, grabbing Kyo’s slender hips and grinding against him, making them both groan softly.
Kaoru moved enough to open his own slacks, pushing his boxers down just enough to free his dick. He spat in his palm and gave himself a couple quick strokes for good measure before using his other hand to carefully push the fabric of the lace thong to the side and he could feel Kyo startle and then lean his forehead against the door in anticipation.
Kaoru could tell Kyo was trying to be quiet, which was understandable in the situation but a shame because he loved the noises he could wrench from him when they were intimate. But a beautiful, breathy moan escaped anyway as Kaoru finally nudged the tip of his cock into Kyo’s prior prepared body.
when he was sheathed fully inside Kyo, it was impossible not to tease him a little by going still and it didn’t take long or he felt Kyo clench around him and wiggle his hips and whine softly again.
“Kaoru, please” Was all it took to undo him, his hands tightening over Kyo’s hips as he rocked back and forth into Kyo and easily found a familiar rhythm.
As Kaoru fucked him he moved a hand to push the fabric of Kyo’s shirt up over his back, enjoying the full view of Kyo’s tattooed back and the line of lace of the bra spanning across his shoulders, his gaze traveling back down Kyo’s strong back again to the thong and his ass and where they were currently connected in the most intimate way. The view and the thrill of doing this in public were making it so Kaoru could feel his orgasm approach fast. He slid one his hands to Kyo’s front, making Kyo keen and bite his lip to stop the sounds from being any louder as he rubbed his palm over his lover’s lace trapped cock. Kaoru wished he could see. He made a vague mental note to ask Kyo for some photo’s, imaging how the fabric probably stretched over his lovers aching erection, barely containing it. He slid his hand inside the garment and leaned in to kiss and nip at Kyo’s neck, his movements turning more jittery now. Kyo felt it too and murmured soft affirmations, pushing his ass back to meet with Kaoru’s every move until Kaoru faltered and came, releasing deep inside of him. His hand never stilled over Kyo and he followed with a full body shudder a few minutes after. They stayed like that for a moment, letting the high wash over them before Kaoru pressed a kiss to Kyo’s sweat damp temple lovingly.
The clean up was quick and efficient, ending with Kaoru straightening Kyo’s collar back into place, Kyo’s hands resting against his chest gently.
Kyo held his hand as they opened the door again, not giving a fuck there was someone at the urinals now as they made a quick exit. Kaoru got them a cab to Kyo’s place where he couldn’t help but smile at the small Christmas tree Kyo had set up between now and the last time he’d been there. He watched Kyo crouch to greet Pun and Tiff, feeling his heart clench. The thought of getting to rail him in lingerie and then seeing him baby his two dogs a few moments later was a beautiful dichotomy so very purely Kyo.
He loved this beautifully complicated man more than anything, and he hoped they would never lose sight of each other.
Sometimes Kaoru would think about what his life would have looked like if they hadn’t ran into each other that evening. Perhaps he’d finished book keeping school. Perhaps he’d met a nice girl and gotten married. It seemed so mundane he couldn’t even make it into a fantasy. it seemed simply impossible. Every small decision had let up to that perfect chance moment of their eyes meeting in a dirty mirror.