To the Moon and Back

Chapter 7



1 week later



Hiroki had finally settled all the major and minor details involved in his disappearance. He was exhausted, physically, mentally and emotionally. The only thing that was keeping him from breaking down completely was his desire to protect Nowaki and Nowaki’s dreams. He could hold on for one day more, for he was leaving the next day, after Nowaki went to work. Most of his essential stuff was packed and hidden in one of his chest meant for storing his books, and once Nowaki left, all he had to do was to pack a few remaining necessities and pick up his stuff and go. He had no choice but to leave all his precious books behind, for it would be too obvious if he moved them beforehand, but too time-consuming to move it on the day itself.



Nowaki had the night off tonight, and Hiroki had arranged such that at least he got the chance to spend one full night with Nowaki before he had to walk out of his life, at least temporarily. Hiroki was preparing dinner, glancing at the clock in the kitchen, waiting for Nowaki to come home. It was silly, but Hiroki wanted to cook a full proper meal for Nowaki before he left. It was the least he could do for the man that he loved and who loved him so much. Nowaki was always the one doing the cooking on nights in.



‘I might never get the chance to eat Nowaki’s home-cooked meals again,’ Hiroki thought bitterly, as such unbidden thoughts rose his mind causing a few tears to roll down his face and plonk into the soup he was currently stirring.



‘SHEESH! What is wrong with me?! Since when have I become such an emotional mess! What a joke, here I am crying over a pot of soup.’ Hiroki angrily rebuked himself mentally, while shoving the heels of his palms into his eyes, attempting to stop the flow of tears before it became another crying fest which he seemed so fond of nowadays, much to his self-disgust.



‘Tadaima!’ Nowaki’s voice rang loudly through the small apartment, shocking Hiroki for abit.



‘Okaeri Nowaki.’ Hiroki quickly replied after recovering from his shock, while hastily swiping at his face to make sure there were no traces of tears left on his face. He quickly turned the fire off and went out to meet Nowaki.



‘Dinner’s almost ready. I made stewed mackerel, fried cabbage, miso soup and rice, is that ok with you?’



‘Of course it is ok Hiro-san. Anything Hiro-san makes is delicious. I can’t wait for dinner.’



‘Impudent rascal.’ Hiroki muttered at Nowaki while taking a swipe at his extremely tall lover’s head.



‘Go wash up, I will finish up with ...’



Nowaki had suddenly grabbed Hiroki around the waist from behind, pulling Hiroki sharply against his broad chest.



‘I’ve missed you so much this past few weeks Hiro-san. I’m so sorry I’ve been so busy that I hadn’t had much time to spend with you. I will definitely make it up to you tonight, I promise.’ Nowaki whispered huskily into Hiroki’s ear, before kissing his ear gently, and leaning further down to nuzzle Hiroki’s neck.



‘Wh-wh-what you mean make up to me tonight? It’s not like a test where you HAVE to make up for it if you miss it. I mean...’



Hiroki’s stammered reply died out as Nowaki’s nuzzling became long licks and kisses from his collar bone right to his ear. Nowaki took Hiroki’s silence as a sign of him enjoying his ministrations, and moved on to Hiroki’s earlobe, nibbling on it gently and worrying it with his teeth. Hiroki groaned softly as Nowaki latched on to his earlobe, suckling. The whole time Nowaki’s hands were moving constantly over Hiroki’s body, as though trying to memorise each line and angle of his lover’s body.



Suddenly, Hiroki spun around, and kissed Nowaki on the lips, stunning Nowaki as Hiroki hardly ever took the initiative in their love-making. He groaned happily as Hiroki’s lips moved sensuously against his, and he finally got over his momentary shock and moved to plunder Hiroki’s mouth ruthlessly. He was extremely turned on by this forward, daring side of Hiroki and couldn’t get enough of it. Hiroki’s hands clenched tightly onto Nowaki’s sweater, as their make-out session got more passionate.



Pulling at the sweater insistently, Hiroki indicated to Nowaki that he wanted the sweater off now. Complying, Nowaki raised his hands to allow Hiroki to pull his sweater and undershirt off all at one go, before attacking Hiroki’s buttoned down shirt enthusiastically. Hiroki splayed his small hands across Nowaki’s warm chest, running his fingers across his broad chest, attempting to commit the feel of Nowaki’s skin under his fingers to memory. He stepped forward suddenly, interrupting Nowaki’s actions, and placed a gentle kiss on Nowaki’s chest, the whole time blushing furiously, and trying not to look up at Nowaki. If this was the last time he was going to make love with Nowaki, he refused to be a passive participant in it, and hoped that by being a bit more active, he would dare to give Nowaki the attention he never dared to before.



Placing a few kisses and licks here and there as he moved downwards, Hiroki struggled to put his pride aside so that he could pleasure his lover, for the first time, and perhaps the last. Nowaki was so stunned by Hiroki’s actions and activeness that all he could do was stand there watching Hiroki, albeit being extremely aroused. This fact was evident when Hiroki reached Nowaki’s belt buckle, and there was huge swell underneath. Nowaki was so aroused it seemed that the zipper of his jeans was going to burst. Hiroki licked his dry lips nervously as he undid Nowaki’s belt buckle and carefully pulled the zipper down. Nowaki’s underwear was already wet.



Reaching inside hesitantly, Hiroki drew Nowaki’s large engorged member out and stroked it a few times gently. Taking a deep steadying breath, he closed his eyes nervously before leaning forward to give Nowaki’s member a small lick. He could immediately feel it jump in his hand, and hear Nowaki’s sharp intake of breath from above. Liking Nowaki’s reactions and desperately wanting to please Nowaki, he firmly clamped down on his pride, and took the head of Nowaki’s member into his mouth. This was the first time he had ever given anyone a blowjob, and he was very unsure of what to do. But he remembered the times that Nowaki pleasured him so intensely with his mouth, and Hiroki was determined to allow Nowaki to experience some of the pleasure Hiroki so often received.



Mimicking Nowaki’s past actions, Hiroki swirled his tongue around the head of Nowaki’s member, eliciting a guttural moan from Nowaki. Encouraged by the sounds from his lover, Hiroki opened his mouth wider and attempted to take Nowaki in deeper. Nowaki immediately reacted by reaching towards Hiroki’s head, and entwining his hand into Hiroki’s hair, running his fingers through his hair, pulling gently when Hiroki did something special, like hum or run his tongue down the vein on the underside of his member. Sensing Nowaki was near, he pulled back till only the tip of Nowaki’s member was in mouth, sucking hardly such that his cheeks hollowed in, and pushed his tongue against the slit.



‘Hiro-san! Stop! I’m going to c-co-co...’



Before Nowaki could finish the sentence, he had reached his intense climax, and spurted into Hiroki’s mouth. Hiroki quickly attempted to swallow as he had seen Nowaki do so many times. He was mortified at how wantonly he had acted and he refused to look up at Nowaki, though he was very aware of his own arousal throbbing in his pants.



‘Hiro-san, I’m so sorry I came in your mouth. But it was so good, you’re just wonderful Hiro-san.’ Nowaki murmured dazedly, still recovering from his intense orgasm.



Nowaki pulled a very embarrassed Hiroki up towards him and engulfed his mouth in a fierce kiss. Hiroki moaned unconsciously into the kiss, surrendering and kissed back, attempting to pour all his unspoken love and emotions for the man kissing him into that kiss. Nowaki quickly divested Hiroki of his shirt, and reached down to rub the heel of his palm against Hiroki’s erection. Hiroki felt pleasure shooting his veins as he leaned into Nowaki’s touch, grasping at Nowaki’s shoulders almost painfully.



Nowaki quickly stripped Hiroki of his pants and underwear, and stepped out of his own, turned on again by Hiroki’s reactions to his touch. He captured Hiroki’s lips again and pulled him gently to the floor of their living room. Moving downwards, he caught one of Hiroki’s dusky pink nipples in his mouth and alternated between sucking and pulling on the nipple. Hiroki threw his head back in pleasure as his hands scrabbled across e smooth floor as though looking for something to hold on to as the tidal wave of pleasure attempted to wash him away.



Nowaki switched to his other neglected nipple, and gave it the same attention, before biting down on it, causing Hiroki to arch off the floor in pain and pleasure. His member was leaking by now, and Nowaki having spotted Hiroki’s situation, reached a hand towards his arousal and began stroking him. Hiroki moaned loudly and surrendered himself totally to Nowaki’s skilful hands, as Nowaki brought him closer and closer to the edge, when suddenly just as Hiroki was about to tip over the edge, he stopped. However, before Hiroki had time to bemoan the loss of Nowaki’s touch, Nowaki plunged two fingers coated with Hiroki’s secretions into Hiroki’s hole. The slightly rough and sudden intrusion sent hot white pleasure flashing through Hiroki, as Nowaki probed and stretched him, before brushing against that special nubbin, causing Hiroki to arch off the floor again as though electrified.



‘Now, Nowaki, now!’



Hearing his precious Hiro-san’s demand, Nowaki quickly shoved a third finger in trying to stretch Hiroki as much as possible as quickly as possible. Pulling out, Nowaki climbed over Hiroki and positioned himself at Hiroki’s hole. He then began to push forward gently, stretching Hiroki around his massive girth, before finally seating himself fully inside of Hiroki. Hiroki’s leg wound around Nowaki’s waist and clasped behind his back, holding him deep inside of him.



Hiroki groaned at the feeling of Nowaki inside of him, filling him up like that. He clung onto Nowaki’s shoulders tightly, fingernails sinking into the flesh, pulling Nowaki’s body almost flush against his and trapping his aching member between their two hot bodies. Finally accommodating to the intrusion, he gave Nowaki the signal to move, and Nowaki then began thrusting at a rather fast pace, slamming into Hiroki with every thrust and hitting the special spot inside of Hiroki, making his eyes cross with the intense pleasure of it all. Finally all of it was too much for Hiroki and he came, moaning loudly as the waves of pleasure overtook him. With his walls shuddering and clamping so tightly around Nowaki, Nowaki too tipped over the edge and as he came, he whispered throatily in Hiroki’s ear, ‘I love you, Hiro-san.’



They made love again one more time, the second time much slower, taking the time to enjoy each other’s bodies, and the feeling of their naked skin against each other. Again when Nowaki climaxed, he whispered the same words into Hiroki’s ears, causing tears to spring into Hiroki’s eyes. Embarrassed, he quickly turned his head to the side, hoping Nowaki had not caught that. But as usual, Nowaki was extremely attentive to his Hiro-san, and turned his head back, licking the trails the tears rolled down, and kissing each fluttering eyelid, as he whispered his love to Hiroki.



By the time they finally got to eating the dinner Hiroki so painstaking prepared, the food was cold, and the soup too thick. Hiroki, ensconced between Nowaki’s legs, and leaning on Nowaki’s chest, was grumbling non-stop about the waste of his effort, as they both sat down to have their meal. Nowaki shushed Hiroki with a gentle kiss, and proceeded to polish off everything Hiroki put on his plate and more, leaving nothing behind.



‘It was a wonderful meal Hiro-san. Thank you so much. I love you Hiro-san’, were the last words Hiroki heard that night before he finally succumbed to sleep, wrapped up in the strong arms of the man he knew he’d love for the rest of his life.