My Master My Lover

My Master My Lover
By: Karie

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Wai! I\'ve been RPing a lot since I got my DELL. And I\'ve been playing with some friends I\'ve made and they want a shmeckseh Touda/Tsuzuki fic! While I\'m still waiting on that deal for renting Muraki to go through (you know how those things go, ne?) I can still play around with everyone! Enjoy Minna!

DISCLAIMER!: Oh yes, I make no money, cause I dun own it. ^.^;; Poor me, ne?
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Tsuzuki was overly booooored! He had done all his paperwork, he\'d been kicked OUT of Watari\'s lab, denied access to the library, been slapped by Hisoka, kicked out of Tatsumi\'s office and forbidden to return and even Konoe didn\'t want him in his sight! He whined and desided to go visit his shikigami. He had so many, there was bound to be one or two to keep him company. Suzaku would possibly play, and he doubted SohRyu would even understand the meaning of \"play\" so he was really limited on options. Byakko would want to FORCE SohRyu to play and Tsuzuki didn\'t have the patience for it today.

He burst into Tenkuu, earning a rumbled welcome and he cast about, it was empty! Empty as a tomb, save for, of course, the palace itself. He flopped down on the floor and shouted to the high, vaulting ceiling.

\"WHERE IS EVERYONE WHEN YOU NEED THEM!\"

\"Someplace where they aren\'t being deafened.\"

Tsuzuki yelped and scrambled headlong into a wall, falling over and twitching. The speakers eye twitched, unseen. His master.... Was an idiot. He\'d freed him from purgatory, but still..... A total blockhead. His master rose slowly, rubbing his head slightly and grumbling about whoever chose to stick a wall right there. Then he turned to see who scared the pants off him.

Touda stood in the hall, arms crossed, the same non-expression on his face that Tsuzuki always saw. He got used to reading him by how he was standing. Touda gave a lot away just with the placement of his feet and legs. He was bemused at the moment, probably silently laughing.

\"Touda! So there IS someone here! Where\'s everyone?\"

\"They went out. Even Genbu. I wasn\'t invited or interested.\"

Tsuzuki whined and threw himself at the snake, arms wrapping around the man\'s waist and face buried in his abdomen. His breath was warm, even through the fabric of Touda\'s clothes, caressing his flesh and warming it.

\"But I\'m boooooooored!!!\"

\'Baka. You\'re always bored,\' Touda thought with a sigh. \'I\'m the only one here, and I\'ll have to make you happy or I\'ll have Suzaku up my ass and SohRyu down my throat for upsetting you. NOT a pleasent idea.\'

He reluctantly put a hand on the man\'s dark hair and grumbled.

\"What do you..... Want to do.\"

He nearly winced when those big violet eyes turned on him and a smile lit up his masters face. The man let him go and practically lept too his feet, grasping Touda\'s wrist and dragging him through Tenkuu to a room full of tables and games. He pulled out a deck of Go Fish cards and turned, beaming.

\"Strip Fish!\"

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Tsuzuki pouted and held his cards in his teeth while he wrestled his socks off. He was left in his tie, gloves and a pair of bikini breifs. He looked sort of like a cheap Chip\'n\'Dales dancer. He pulled his cards into his hand and gazed at them soulfully. He still had a squid, a shrimp, a manatee and a sea cucumber.

\"Fishy fishy in the brook do you have..... a Sea Cucumber?\"

Touda\'s lips turned down as a card was tossed at him as the man held his cards in one hand and removed his pants with the other. Tsuzuki had his cards held in his lap to hide two things, one his bikini breifs, and two his reaction to Touda\'s rather impressive phisique. Touda looked like he was some sort of carved statue of lust. Of course, he even made that visor look hot.
Touda folded his clothes neatly and then glanced at his cards. He refused to belittle himself to that childish rhyme that his master used.

\"Do you have a manatee.\"

He knew quite well Tsuzuki had to have it, there were no more cards in the ocean, it was down to who could get the pairs first. He handed the card over and Touda placed the pair aside before he leaned forward and tugged the tie off his master. He wasn\'t trying to embarass him. Well..... only a little. Tsuzuki looked flushed and as Touda sat back he noticed why. He arched a brow behind the visor and thumbed over his cards, fanning them out slightly. So..... Tsuzuki was -that- way. Well. Something new he learned today he supposed. He adjusted his thong slightly and made sure to block Tsuzuki\'s veiw of himself as well. Realizing that Tsuzuki might possibly be attracted was warming his own flesh.

\"Fishy fishy in the brook.... Do you have a shrimp?\"

The car was tossed over and he put the pair in his pile and then blinked. He lips twitched.

\"Touda.....\"

The snakes head lifted slightly.

\"Is that...,\" there was an soft giggle, \"butt floss?\"

Touda twitched and grit his teeth. He patiently took a moment to compose himself before he answered the man.

\"Its a thong, and yes. Anything else would show under my clothes.\"

Tsuzuki just giggled and threw his last card at the shikigami.

\"You win, it was your turn anyhow.\"

Those bright eyes gleamed at him as he peeled off his gloves and sat them with his clothes. He lept up and turned away, pink across his cheeks as Touda was treated to a veiw of his scantilly clad bottom as he scooped up the pile. Touda silently got too his feet and seized his master in his arms, moulding that long, broad body too his own and speaking lowly into his ear.

\"I\'m yours to command, don\'t forget.\"

As quickly as he\'d siezed him he had turned his back and was pulling his own clothes on. Tsuzuki had been left standing stock still and gasping. He turned, wide, dark eyes staring at his shiki.

\"Do you.... Mean that...\"

The other stood, half into his shirt. He turned and the shirt framed his sculpted torso delightfully and those amethyst eyes trailed over it, hotter than a physical touch.

\"I don\'t say things I don\'t mean.\"

The voice was cold but the meaning was hot. Tsuzuki stepped into him, wrapping his arms around the lean waist and pressing his cheek to his chest.

\"Touda....\"

The man\'s hands found themselves on his masters sides and he pushed him back, glancing around.

\"Not in here. Suzaku and the others could come back any time.\"

Tsuzuki nodded and pulled him from the room, clothes left dropped in a heap. They darted down the halls in their underwear, ending up closed in Touda\'s room. It was dim, but not pitch dark. The snake crushed his master too him and captured his mouth with his own, teasing it open and taking control of the kiss. His master seemed pleased with it if the moan that tore free from his chest, only to be swallowed in the kiss, was any indication.

Touda pulled back and firmly shoved Tsuzuki down to the bed, hanging his shirt over the back of a desk chair and climbing in after him, pressing him down and ghosting his hands over his chest and stomach. Those deep indigo eyes were commanding him to do this, words were superfluous. He lowered his head for another kiss, their scantilly clad erections pressing and rubbing together in delicious movements. He hadn\'t felt this way in what seemed to be forever.

Tsuzuki\'s hands moved over the muscled back firmly, pulling the strings of the thong down and peeling the scrap of fabric off the other man, pouting as he couldn\'t remove it entirely, the man\'s legs were too long. Touda seemed to know the delima as he rose and shed the garment, and then followed it with Tsuzuki\'s own underclothes, both of them disappearing in the dim light.

Hands were not idle, touching, caressing and groping as their bodies slid together without the hinderance of fabric constraining them. Tsuzuki whimpered and parted his legs, those eyes shining up at him..... With trust. Touda felt almost humbled as he fairly worshiped at his masters body...

No.

His ~lovers~ body.

He got up a moment, shushing him with the ghost-like touch of fingertips over plush lips as he searched his room. He came up with a jar of cream that he rubbed into the leather to give it that supple texture and deep sheen. It wasn\'t leather oil, it was really made for lady\'s faces, but it worked well. And it would serve this purpose too.

Tsuzuki reached out for him, a smile curving his lips and they kissed; slow, deep, and passionate. Touda pushed him back and caressed his throat with his lips as he unscrewed the lid of the jar, coating his fingers in the slippery substance and tracing the closed hole that would part and let him please this man beneath him, who had freed him in so many ways. He pressed, insistant and gentle all at the same time.

Tsuzuki whimpered as Touda invaded him so personally, but it had become personal long ago. He arched off the bed slightly, spreading his thighs and encouraging him. The single finger became two became three and then Touda consideratly warned him that it was \'time\'. He moaned and drew that face down, lips hungrilly finding those of the other man and eating at them as Touda thrust in. The man took such care, Tsuzuki felt cherished, almost, revered and special in a way that no one had yet made him feel. He had control of 12 shikigami, he had a sweet, sometimes contrary, little partner, gaggles of friends even if Tatsumi insisted that he wasn\'t, and yet Touda made him feel good again, pure again.

They took their time, movements being slow, steady, and languid for a while, before Tsuzuki moaned a plea for more as Touda sped up, taking him in long swift movements, brushing that spot that sent him tumbling into pleasure without error, without searching and without needing guidance. They got caught up in a swiftly rising, swirling, malestrom of desire and pleasure, waves crashing back and forth between them as two voices rose to fever pitch and broke, one sobbing his lovers name in a mantra that praised him for a god and a good man. The other just a wordless cry of joy that had never yet been placed in his black heart.

They silenced slowly, seperating and sliding to twisted, heated sheets in a boneless tangle of limbs and cloth. There was silence, punctuated by deep breathing that slowly evened out. There was a frantic rattling and pounding on the door that slowly caught their attention. Touda frowned and forced himself out of bed, jerking open the door to nearly get clocked by a frantic Suzaku.

\"OPEN UP!!! OPEN- TOUDA! WHERE IS HE?!\" The woman nearly shook him brainless. He frowned and pried her hands off him firmly, standing in the doors open space. The woman turned red with embarassment.

\"He\'s sleeping. As I would like to be. Do you mind.\"

The door was promptly closed in Suzaku\'s stunned face and he trudged back to bed, arms enfolding him and a head burrowed against his chest, a smile felt against his skin.

\"I don\'t know if she\'ll stand there and stare at the door or run off shrieking.\"

Touda snorted and pulled a blanket up.

\"Deal with it later.\"

\"Aa. Oyasumi, Touda-koi.\"

~OWARI~

SQUEEH!!!!! I liked it once it was finished. Hope you don\'t HATE me.

K. C. *muah!* =^.^= *Mew!*