Ties

Written and posted in "chronological" order. While these short stories in no way contradict each other, they are not intentionally meant to exist in the same universe.

Prompt: thousandbirds, "short fic."
Characters: Kanji, Kei (Kanji x Kei); Taki, Goh
Warnings: Implied Goh/Taki (post-canon); non-canon pairing; smut; implied under-aged drinking
Summary: An intoxicated Kanji and Kei share an interesting and intimate experience in Taki and Goh's bathroom...
Notes: Prize fic for participation in the Yellow Fandom Community Holiday Contest 2007 at the LiveJournal Community, cafe_roost. Because I was given no specific prompt I decided to make this fic about supporting characters. I hope it goes over okay. I did find it refreshing to write smut about characters other than Taki and Goh, even if it is a non-canon pairing. It ended up quite a bit longer than the other two, and maybe someday I'll consider a continuation of this storyline, but for now, please enjoy!


Intoxication

It must have been about three or four in the morning when Kanji awoke, desperately needing to urinate. He rushed to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet and extremely relieved as he stood there, trying not to sway too much in his still intoxicated state and miss.

They'd stayed up very late, drinking and chatting up Taki and Goh's return home from their trip. Kei'd somehow known and came to celebrate as well. Kanji's cup never seemed to be empty of liquor, even though he was a minor and shouldn't have been drinking, but that was what was so cool about hanging out at Taki and Goh's place: they didn't treat him like a kid. Sure, they treated him like a loudmouth idiot sometimes, but he was pretty sure he deserved it when they did.

Kei'd invited himself to spend the night. Goh grumblingly agreed to let him stay in his room, but only because the younger man had clearly had too much to drink to go off on his own. Taki'd then told Kanji he was free to crash on the couch as well before he and Goh went off to sleep in Taki's room together.

Standing at the toilet now, Kanji started to hear it-- well, them. Taki and Goh were going at it pretty loudly. It wasn't that Kanji was trying to listen in, but it was hard not to notice the pants and moans coming from the nearby bedroom. He wasn't shocked or surprised or anything. He knew Taki and Goh were lovers. If anything, he'd been the one rooting for their happiness the most, but to hear them in the act of expressing that love was, especially in the middle of the night and partially drunk, a bit too much for the teenager.

Kanji tried to finish quickly, zipping up and hopping over to the sink to wash his hands and splash cold water on his face. It wasn't exactly sobering, but it was at least distracting from the sound of Goh calling Taki's name over and over. Kanji adjusted himself slightly, pushing down on his awakening desire with one hand. He wasn't trying to listen in. He really wasn't trying to listen in. He really shouldn't be listening to this at all. He should finish up here, go back to the living room, cover his face with his pillow and go back to sleep, or barring that, go downstairs and sleep behind the counter at Roost.

Taki was crying out. Goh apparently had him in a really good position. Kanji breathed deeply, trying to calm down his reactions. He gripped the sink with one hand in an attempt to focus elsewhere.

"Loud, aren't they?"

Kanji started. He turned from the sink to see Kei standing at the bathroom door, arms folded and leaning against the jamb. He hadn't shut the door when he'd rushed in, so it wasn't like he could blame Kei for seeing him in there.

"Uh, yeah. Heh. Good for them, huh," Kanji joked, trying to seem casual.

Kei looked him up and down, which made Kanji feel just a bit self-conscious. Then the other man smiled at him, making it worse. There was something magnetic in the way Kei smiled. He'd noticed it earlier in the evening, but hadn't thought much on it.

Goh'd warned him about Kei. He told him not to trust anything he said or believe that he wouldn't just take what he wanted and bolt when things got too rough. Kanji understood that, and it wasn't like he wanted anything from Kei, but looking at the beautiful older man standing on the other side of the room and looking back at him like that, wasn't helping either.

"Have you ever been with another man before, Kanji?" He'd also noticed Kei was incredibly blunt and didn't waste time dancing around any issue.

"Uh, n-no..."

Kei pushed himself upright more fully, seemingly having made a decision. "But you're not opposed to the idea, right?" He approached Kanji at the sink. There was a fire in his eyes and Kanji was trying desperately not to read what he thought he was reading in them.

"Huh?" Kanji stepped to the side, trying to look unconcerned, and failing, as he attempted to flee.

"...Those two. So selfish, only thinking of their own pleasure, not considering what it does to anyone around them..."

Kei was apparently very skilled, because before Kanji knew it, the slighter built man was in front of him again, blocking his escape route and leading him backwards until he hit the rim of the toilet with his calves.

Before he could react, Kei'd rubbed one of his legs between Kanji's, brushing past his manhood before knocking the lid down and withdrawing. The younger man was completely taken aback, so when Kei applied the least amount of pressure to Kanji's chest, he dropped down on the seat, dumbfounded.

"Uh..."

Kei's eyes were laughing now, but Kanji wasn't in any position to react to that, either. When Kei wrapped his arms around Kanji's head and whispered, "How about it," in his ear, he almost believed that being here and doing this wasn't such a strange or wrong thing, after all. Obviously, his brain had stopped doing his thinking for him.

Kei, adjusting his position more fully over the younger man, started kissing Kanji's neck and throat, rubbing himself into Kanji's chest and threading his fingers through long strands of hair. Kanji leaned his head into the sensation.

Being the teenager that he was, Kanji was rock hard already. He didn't need any of this encouragement and it seemed Kei knew it, but despite it, or rather, because if it, had decided to torture the young man a bit more, nibbling on one ear, a smirk on his lips.

Kanji found that he had at some point wrapped his arms around Kei's waist. The older man's reaction was to slide back and off Kanji's lap. Kanji let him go, worried about taking any real initiative. Kei knelt on the floor, fingering the button on Kanji's pants open. The teenager was breathing heavily. He felt like he should stop this, that it was ultimately a bad idea, but, God, Kei was touching him now, and it felt so good...

The younger man was biting back moans. Kei, seemingly frustrated at his young lover's attempts to stay quiet, decided to take matters further. He pushed past Kanji's shorts to fully release his manhood. Grasping it with both hands he leaned forward and took the hot flesh into his mouth.

"Hah, ah..." Kanji covered his mouth before he could make any more noise. He'd be mortified if Goh or Taki walked in on them right now. More importantly, though, he thought if he let the sound out he'd simply come right along with it. Kei didn't seem to have a problem with that happening. In fact, it seemed to be what the other man wanted, as he licked and sucked Kanji's member voraciously.

"Ah... I'm going to..." Kanji closed his eyes, gripping the back of Kei's shirt and hair. Kei, undaunted by the teen's declaration of impending climax, took him in to the base, sucking back his own saliva and swallowing down the other's pre-cum.

Kanji's release came quickly after that. He thrust up into Kei's waiting mouth and spilled himself with shuddering breaths. He was having a hard time figuring out how he got into this situation. Well, actually, he was having a hard time concentrating on thoughts in general.

Kei, on the other hand, wasn't having any such trouble. Before Kanji could apologize-- for something; he wasn't quite sure what, but he thought he should-- Kei had a finger over the younger man's mouth, hushing him. He then pulled his shirt up over his head, discarding it behind him before moving to remove his pants.

Kanji just sat there, jaw slightly agape, watching. His partner in crime, and he was pretty sure this wasn't legal, was naked and in his lap again in an instant. One hand in front of him, encouraging Kanji's member-- which didn't exactly need encouragement-- back to life, and the other behind, opening himself up. Less than three minutes from Kanji's first climax and he was ready for more.

Kei'd apparently found a condom somewhere, and Kanji wasn't lucid enough to question where it'd come from, but it was being applied to him and before he knew it, Kei was hovering over him, positioning himself.

"Hn!" This was the first time Kei'd made any noise since starting this. He moved slowly, pushing himself down as he gripped Kanji's shirt front.

Kanji's breathing was erratic. He'd never felt anything so hot or tight before and he gritted his teeth in an attempt not to embarrass himself a second time.

Kei was seated finally and Kanji found himself with his arms around the other again. Kei didn't withdraw this time and instead began a slow rhythm up and down, resting his forehead on Kanji's shoulder as he moved. Kanji began running his hands up and down the slim back and around the sides, rubbing his palms into hot flesh. He found purchase finally, and grasping Kei's hips began to push back into the other's movements.

Kei reacted to this with hot breaths on Kanji's neck, barely containing desperate moans. Something inside Kanji snapped, and without thinking of consequence or reason, gripped Kei tighter, pulled them both up and off the seat and flopped them down onto the cold bathroom floor.

Any control Kei seemed to have over the situation evaporated. Kanji was leaning over him, holding both of his thighs in his hands and pounding into him almost brutally. The bathroom floor suddenly lost its cold touch as Kei began panting and moaning, covering his mouth and face as best he could to hide his reactions.

Kanji's eyes had changed. Gone was the dumbfounded innocent child and in his place was a serious and focused man, pulling one of Kei's hands away, trapping it to the floor above his head, leaning forward and grazing teeth across his throat.

Kei gasped as the pounding continued and he had to wonder where the younger man had gotten this stamina. He was approaching his own climax-- Kanji'd somehow found his prostate and was mercilessly exploiting it-- and unable to stop himself he grabbed Kanji's head, pulling it back for a consuming kiss.

The act had the desired effect as Kanji's thrusting at last became erratic. Kei couldn't believe how good it felt as he crested over the edge without so much as touching himself. Kanji came right along with him, stuttering helpless moans, regaining much of that youthful innocence.

The room was quiet except for the sounds of panting. Kanji, who had rolled onto his back to catch his breath, lay there unable to move. In the corner of his consciousness he could hear rustling. Kei was wiping himself clean and getting dressed. Kanji knew he probably should as well, but the gravity of what just happened was starting to weigh on him.

At last Kei leaned over the younger man. He kissed his cheek briefly, smiled one of those mesmerizing smiles again and said, "Thanks, that was fun. Let's do it again sometime."

Kanji still couldn't react. He continued to lay there, jaw agape, trying to laugh it off like he did everything else, but no sound emerged. Kei pulled himself off the floor and walked out, waving a dismissing hand goodbye before disappearing into the darkness of the night.

The next morning, which was really only a couple hours later, Kei was already gone and Kanji made his own quick excuses for leaving. Taki walked into the bathroom where Goh stood, irritated at finding the condom he'd left on the back of the toilet missing, but quickly transitioning into amused.

"Hey, Goh, Kanji's acting a little..."

Goh laughed, wrapping his arms around Taki from behind. "Looks like we weren't the only two having fun last night," he quipped.

"Should we be worried?" Taki looked genuinely concerned.

"He's a big boy. Let him deal with his own problems. You, however, promised me a shower."

For Kanji and Kei, the memory of their intoxicating night was all that would remain.


2049 words
3/17/08
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