Metalia-sama

The meal was wonderful. Not that Zoisite meant to offend Jadeite's attempts at food, but burnt or undercooked food just didn't quite compare. It was also good to see Shirane again. He hadn't changed in these last few years, and being able to relax and talk about music with someone who understood was a nice change from recent months as well.

Unfortunately, Zoisite picked up on Jadeite's discomfort loud and clear. He didn't know the first thing about music, and so was left out of most of the conversation. Sasaki had done her best to keep Jadeite entertained, but as time wore on, Jadeite began making a point of staying beside Zoisite, even though the conversation bored him.

The strangest thing about Jadeite was that initially he seemed to want to keep their relationship a secret, having let go of Zoisite's hand once Shirane had entered the room. After a few hours, however, he began making contact again. A touch of Zoisite's shoulder here, a graze of contact on his back there. He started sitting closer as well. Zoisite didn't mind at all, he suspected that one of the many rumours that Shirane had heard would have been about their relationship, and if he knew the truth, it probably wouldn't bother him. Still, why the change in behaviour?

Zoisite didn't want to linger too long after dinner. He told them that they still had some items to pick up before the shops closed. Shirane promised to speak to the restaurant owner the next day and asked that they come back in two days time. Once those arrangements were made, the pair left.

“Jadeite?” Zoisite began after they were walking away from the home. “Was something bothering you?”

“No,” he answered too quickly. “Why?”

Zoisite placed his hand gently on Jadeite's lower back. “You were just acting a little odd, that's all.”

Jadeite shrugged, but did not make any attempt at eye contact. “I just didn't really know what was being discussed, that's all.”

That wasn't it, but Zoisite let the matter drop for now. “Why don't you go get Kaze ready while I pick up a few things in the shop?”

“Sure,” Jadeite agreed, going on ahead. Zoisite ducked into the shop and picked up what he needed quickly. Hopefully Jadeite would be back to normal when they got home. He was looking forward to tonight, and knew Jadeite was as well. After all this time, he didn't want a bad mood to spoil everything.

Zoisite found Jadeite at the horse, and as he packed the items, Jadeite made it clear what was bothering him.

“Zoi, Shirane-san is rather... friendly with you, isn't he?”

“We've known each other a long time,” Zoisite replied, not picking up on what Jadeite was getting to right away.

“I mean, he... touches you a lot, I noticed.”

That made Zoisite pause. Shirane had always been that type of person, and Zoisite was quite used to the contact. Jadeite didn't know him, and Zoisite realized then that Jadeite's sudden change in behaviour was a result of Shirane's personality. “Is that what the problem was? Shirane-san's behaviour was making you jealous?”

“I wasn't jealous!” Jadeite exclaimed suddenly, covering his mouth when he realized just how loud he had been speaking. “I was just... concerned.”

Zoisite finished loading the items on the horse, then turned to face Jadeite, wrapping his hands around the smaller man's waist. “You don't need to worry, that's just the way he is. And even if he was interested in me, he would be very disappointed.”

Finally, Jadeite managed to smile. “I'm sorry about how I acted. I shouldn't have made it so obvious.”

“You don't need to worry about that,” Zoisite said, bushing his fingers over Jadeite's cheek before letting him go. “Now, why don't we get home. As I recall, we had plans for tonight.”

In a much appreciated change of mood, Jadeite agreed excitedly. He mounted Kaze after Zoisite and the two rode quickly for home.

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Jadeite couldn't help but feel a bit nervous as they finished putting the food away and Zoisite went about lighting the fire for the night. It wasn't that he was scared, far from it, but he still didn't really know what he should do. When it came down to it, he actually knew very little about sex. Of course, Jadeite couldn't image that Zoisite would be an expert in any way, so they would both be learning.

Finished with the fire, Zoisite stood and smiled as he walked over to Jadeite. “I know I don't have to say this, and you'll probably be angry at me for doing so, but if you want to stop at any time...”

“I know,” Jadeite nodded, smiling as well.

Zoisite grabbed his hand lightly and let him into their bedroom. The fireplace in the next room was the only light source, save for the night sky out the window. The two had their lips and bodies pressed together as soon as they were though the door. Jadeite was eager to deepen the kiss, and soon he could feel Zoisite's tongue brushing his lips and meeting his own.

Hurriedly, Jadeite reached for the laces holding Zoisite's collar closed. Once finished, the pair broke their kiss long enough to remove a few articles of clothing before continuing. Jadeite could feel Zoisite's excitement begin to press against him, and so he let his hands rest on Zoisite's waist for a moment before pulling him in close.

Zoisite broke the kiss in a gasp, and Jadeite smirked up at him. If Zoisite was still having any doubts about this, Jadeite planned to erase them as quickly as possible.

Breaking away from him, Zoisite climbed onto the bed and lay back against the pillows. Jadeite quickly followed and was soon pulled on top of Zoisite. “Zoi...” he whispered, leaning down to continue their kiss.

Jadeite could feel Zoisite untangling their legs, but didn't think much of it until Zoisite broke the kiss, then time intentionally. “Jade, I know you say you are ready, but don't think I'll be comfortable unless we do this this way.”

Not understanding what Zoisite was talking about right away, Jadeite quickly checked their positions and noticed that Zoisite had spread his legs, and Jadeite was now situated between them. What Zoisite meant suddenly clicked in, and Jadeite was surprised. Of course, it made sense that this could go either way, but he had been expecting Zoisite to take the lead. “I don't mind,” Jadeite replied after some thought, “but I don't know what I'm doing.”

“I'll guide you, don't worry about anything.”

It was reassuring, but Jadeite didn't like how they were oriented. He rolled off of his partner and pulled Zoisite on top of him, Zoisite's legs straddling his hips. “Like this,” he said, knowing that this position would work just as well, and he really wanted to feel Zoisite's weight on top of him. It was comforting.

Zoisite nodded understandingly, and the two continued to kiss, slowly removing the rest of their clothing and gradually working towards what they had both been waiting a long time for.

---

Satisfied that Jadeite was ready to move onto the next stage, Zoisite grabbed the bottle of oil off the bedside table and pressed it into Jadeite's hand. “Put some on your fingers,” he instructed softly.

Jadeite nodded and did as he was asked, coating two fingers in the substance before putting the bottle aside. He looked uncertain, and Zoisite could certainly understand why. Gently, Zoisite guided Jadeite's fingers to where they needed to be.

They stared intently into each others eyes, reading expressions and Jadeite worked one finger in and out. As he slowly added the second, Zoisite closed his eyes briefly and moaned lightly. It felt good, better than he thought it would. Once Jadeite seemed comfortable with what he was doing, Zoisite raised his hand with two fingers extended. “Like this,” he said, curling his fingers, “and a bit deeper.”

Jadeite nodded and slowly moved his fingers to comply. Zoisite gasped when Jadeite hit the right area. “There!” he exclaimed, his breathing and heart rate increasing as Jadeite continued to rub the spot. Fumbling for the bottle, Zoisite quickly coated Jadeite's length. “That's enough,” he panted. At this point he was ready to impale himself on Jadeite, taking him as far as he could, but he needed to go slow. For Jadeite's sake, he couldn't rush this as much as his body screamed at him to.

Jadeite nodded that they could continue when Zoisite asked. His eyes seemed both surprised and excited at this point, and that was really all Zoisite needed. Positioning himself, he slowly lowered himself on Jadeite. Jadeite's hands gripped at Zoisite's thighs as he would have felt a tight warmth surrounding him. The younger man moaned and whimpered in obvious pleasure. “Oh Gods, Zoi...”

Zoisite cupped Jadeite's cheek with his hand once Jadeite was fully inside him. He waited for a moment while Jadeite got used to this. He would have to go slow for a second reason now. By the look of it, Jadeite was not going to last long at all.

“It doesn't hurt?” he whispered, finally opening his eyes and looking up at Zoisite.

Zoisite smiled and shook his head. “Not at all.”

A look of relief washed over Jadeite's face. It would make sense that Jadeite had assumed that this would have been painful for him, but Zoisite quickly banished any of those thoughts from his head.

He moved his body slowly, inch by inch, up and down. He felt the need to kiss Jadeite suddenly, and leaned down to do so. Jadeite moaned into his mouth as he continued to move, now with Jadeite's hands wrapped tightly around his shoulders.

Satisfied that Jadeite was ready to move onto the next stage, Zoisite grabbed the bottle of oil off the bedside table and pressed it into Jadeite's hand. “Put some on your fingers,” he instructed softly.

Jadeite nodded and did as he was asked, coating two fingers in the substance before putting the bottle aside. He looked uncertain, and Zoisite could certainly understand why. Gently, Zoisite guided Jadeite's fingers to where they needed to be.

They stared intently into each others eyes, reading expressions and Jadeite worked one finger in and out. As he slowly added the second, Zoisite closed his eyes briefly and moaned lightly. It felt good, better than he thought it would. Once Jadeite seemed comfortable with what he was doing, Zoisite raised his hand with two fingers extended. “Like this,” he said, curling his fingers, “and a bit deeper.”

Jadeite nodded and slowly moved his fingers to comply. Zoisite gasped when Jadeite hit the right area. “There!” he exclaimed, his breathing and heart rate increasing as Jadeite continued to rub the spot. Fumbling for the bottle, Zoisite quickly coated Jadeite's length. “That's enough,” he panted. At this point he was ready to impale himself on Jadeite, taking him as far as he could, but he needed to go slow. For Jadeite's sake, he couldn't rush this as much as his body screamed at him to.

Jadeite nodded that they could continue when Zoisite asked. His eyes seemed both surprised and excited at this point, and that was really all Zoisite needed. Positioning himself, he slowly lowered himself on Jadeite. Jadeite's hands gripped at Zoisite's thighs as he would have felt a tight warmth surrounding him. The younger man moaned and whimpered in obvious pleasure. “Oh Gods, Zoi...”

Zoisite cupped Jadeite's cheek with his hand once Jadeite was fully inside him. He waited for a moment while Jadeite got used to this. He would have to go slow for a second reason now. By the look of it, Jadeite was not going to last long at all.

“It doesn't hurt?” he whispered, finally opening his eyes and looking up at Zoisite.

Zoisite smiled and shook his head. “Not at all.”

A look of relief washed over Jadeite's face. It would make sense that Jadeite had assumed that this would have been painful for him, but Zoisite quickly banished any of those thoughts from his head.

He moved his body slowly, inch by inch, up and down. He felt the need to kiss Jadeite suddenly, and leaned down to do so. Jadeite moaned into his mouth as he continued to move, now with Jadeite's hands wrapped tightly around his shoulders.