Breathlessly, chapter two
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theblackmoralsChapter two
Bands: Versailles, Sulfuric Acid.
Characters: Kamijo, Hizaki and mentions of others.
Rating: NC-17.
Genre/type: Canon, adultfic, erotica, (semi-long) vignette.
Warnings: Yaoi/homosexuality/slash, NC17, lemon/explicit sex, sexual situations, consensual, WAFF, fluff/romance.
Information about Hizaki here.
Information about Kamijo here.
Information about Versailles here.
'Breathlessly' archive page here.
Relative time in play: Just before Versailles, while Hizaki was still in Sulfuric Acid.
Relations: Not related to any other plays of mine.
Summary: They moved as one, slowly, their chests touching against each other’s, their faces so close they seemed to share one breath between them. Right then it didn’t matter that Hizaki’s body definitely didn’t feel like a woman’s beneath his fingers; those eyes, so big, framed in thick blackness, had him drowning...
“My hotel is ten minutes from here,” Hizaki said and smiled alluringly as they stepped out into the brisk night air, and then he bit down on his lower lip yet again when their eyes met across the pavement. It seemed to be the only sign of insecurity in him, Kamijo realized; a telltale notion that, although Hizaki seemed so endlessly confident in everything he said and did, in every suggestion he made, he too was threading new waters. He probably didn’t bring straight guys home very often…
It was actually a comforting thought.
“Sounds perfect,” Kamijo agreed with a smile. Then he led the way to one of the taxis parked by the entrance of the club looking for fare, and he held one of the backdoors open for Hizaki without much thought; a shy smile graced his lips as their bodies touched in the brief second it took for Hizaki to walk past him and push into the car.
He closed the door securely behind the other man, and went around the vehicle to the other backdoor.
Ten minutes passed in comfortable silence, their hands intertwined upon the leather car seat between them but their eyes following the scenic tour outside through different windows. When they made it to the hotel Kamijo paid for the ride without questioning it, just as he held the door open for the other man again, and helped him out of the taxi in the same manner as he had helped him to stand in the club.
As the car drove off again he turned to Hizaki though.
“Don’t worry, I like your chivalry,” Hizaki said with a reassuring smile before Kamijo had the chance to even ask, and he reached out and let his hand slide from Kamijo’s shoulder and all the way down his arm in a comforting touch which was clearly too feminine for a man, and yet seemed just perfect for Hizaki. He didn’t seem to abide by the same rules as everyone else anyway.
Kamijo chuckled shyly and nodded before he took Hizaki’s hand in his then, entangling their fingers as they walked side by side into the hotel, through the lobby and into the elevator. He relaxed a little at that; at least his instincts seemed to be right then, even if he had never tried this before...
“Do you want something to drink?” Hizaki asked softly just as he turned the key in the lock and opened the door. He stuck a hand into the room then, and pushed down the light switch before he entered, illuminating the compact yet stylish hotel room in yellowy light. As far as hotel rooms went, this was definitely one of the nicer ones.
“Sure. Wine would be good,” Kamijo agreed as he stepped in behind the smaller man, though before doing anything else they both stopped to take off their shoes and jackets as custom to do.
Kamijo gallantly helped Hizaki out of his long coat before guiding off his own lighter jacket, and then he took off his shoes, and when he was done he just paused for a moment, letting his eyes slide over Hizaki’s backside as the smaller man stepped further into the room. It was the first time he could truly make out the shape of Hizaki’s body and, though the other man truly was slender and soft-curved for a man, he still clearly wasn’t a woman beneath the obscuring dress.
'Why don't I mind...?'
Hizaki went directly over to the small desk placed in the far corner of the room. There he picked up a small white square and turned it on, quickly browsing through the contents of it until he apparently found what he was looking for. Then he put it back down into the holder on the table and pressed ‘play’ on the small screen, making soft classical music stream out through the small speakers placed on each side of the stationed iPod.
It instantly washed over the small room and filled it with sweet melancholy.
“Dance with me first?” Hizaki asked with a gentle smile as he stepped into the middle of the room, cutting the distance between them in half. Then he reached out his hands.
Kamijo stood speechless for a second. Of all the things he had expected would happen then, would happen once they made it as far as to a hotel room, and to the vicinity of a bed, this definitely hadn’t been one of them. His heart went pitter-patter in his chest as he stepped into the room and took the other man’s smaller hands in his.
For a second Kamijo wanted to say something but decided against it, and guided Hizaki’s arms up around his neck instead, his own hands moving down to encircle Hizaki’s slender waist.
‘God, he’s just too beautiful…’
As they started moving to the music, following it, Kamijo couldn’t help but stare at Hizaki’s angelic face, studying it, taking in every single detail of it. They moved as one, slowly, their chests touching against each other’s, their faces so close they seemed to share one breath between them. Right then it didn’t matter that Hizaki’s body definitely didn’t feel like a woman’s beneath his fingers; those eyes, so big, framed in thick blackness, had him drowning...
“Does it feel right?” Hizaki whispered sensually.
Kamijo chuckled and nodded softly. “Just right.” he whispered back and he leaned in and caught the other man’s glossy lips in a soft, sweet kiss. They stopped moving to the music then, and a second later Kamijo forgot it was even there around them as the kiss deepened and his tongue pushed into Hizaki’s welcoming mouth, exploring, tasting.
A familiar warm tingle rose from the pit of his stomach and made his lower body vibrate pleasantly as their tongues danced around each other’s, teasing, caressing. Hizaki’s kisses were amazing, Kamijo noted; they were deep and yet soft and sweet. They were perfect.
It definitely didn’t matter then, that he was a man beneath it all.
“Guide me.” Kamijo whispered breathlessly as the kiss broke moments later, and they stood panting softly against each other’s lips for a second, both lightheaded and smiling. Then he drew back to look into the blonde’s hazel brown eyes.
Kamijo had a fair idea of how to do this, of how to love a man, since he gathered it wasn’t all that different from loving a woman (say for a few anatomical differences), but he wanted to let Hizaki know that he wouldn’t mind taking directions if needed. He had, after all, never done this before and he had never dreamt of doing it either. He did now though, and he wanted to do it right; he wanted to know how to pleasure Hizaki just right.
As Hizaki nodded softly in agreement Kamijo let his hands slide up from his waist, up over his slim sides and up to his shoulders. He took hold of them and guided Hizaki to turn on the spot, gently, once again giving him a perfect view of his backside.
“I thought about this.” Kamijo admitted in a soft voice as he gently pushed the thick braid of long, golden-blonde hair to the side and he leaned in to kiss against the side and back of Hizaki’s milky neck; his fingers traveled downwards meanwhile, taking hold of the zipper running down the backside of the dress as he unzipped it blindly. It didn’t feel weird at all.
The dress parted in two in the next second, and fell off Hizaki’s slim shoulders, exposing more white skin for Kamijo to kiss and touch.
“Me too.” Hizaki whispered in a sensually trembling voice as he tilted his head to the side, giving Kamijo permission to do with him as he pleased. He didn’t try to move but just stood there, his dress open by the back and pooled around his elbows and waist, goose bumps rising on his fair skin as soft pleasure of the touch rippled through him.
Anticipation had them both shivering.
Kamijo kissed a light trail down Hizaki’s spine, all the way down to the start of the black corset he wore beneath the dress.
Hizaki was the first Jrocker he had ever met who was truly a cross-dresser in every sense of the word, and not just an artist wearing dresses and makeup for show. The fact that he even bothered to wear a corset underneath his clothes just stressed his sincerity.
“You are so beautiful.” Kamijo praised warmly as he straightened up again, and he reached around Hizaki’s frail body then, embracing him from behind, his nose burying in the other man’s blonde, jasmine-scented hair as he just held him. He didn’t want to rush it; he wanted to take his time.
“You are too.” Hizaki replied softly and Kamijo could hear the smile in his voice.
They stood like that for a few brief moments before Hizaki drew back from his touch and turned around willowy. As they stood face to face again he released the dress which had pooled at his elbows and made it fall gently to the floor, revealing his body to Kamijo’s almond eyes. It was like watching a scene from a movie.
The corset which was filled out ever so slightly at the top breathed life to the illusion that Hizaki had breasts beneath it, just as it had done to the dress he had worn, and it ended just below where Kamijo figured his navel was. Beneath the hard material began a pair of ruffled Lolita hot pants which almost completely masked away Hizaki’s manhood beneath layers of black lace, and finally to those were attached garters which held up a pair of thigh-high black stockings.
‘God, he is just so sexy…’
“Do you want me to keep it on?”
The question took Kamijo by surprise, but he just chuckled and shook his head when he realized what Hizaki meant.
“I want to see your body,” the lesser feminine man said in a soft voice and he reached in, caressing his thumb over Hizaki’s rounded jaw chastely before he let his hand slide down, and he deftly started untying the lace zigzagging down the middle of the corset, holding it together. There was probably a zipper at one of the sides or in the back, but Kamijo liked it like this. It was like unwrapping a present. A gorgeous, sexy present.
“I want to see all of your body.”
Please leave a comment and make me happy~ ヽ(*´ω`)ﾉﾟ ♥
Bands: Versailles, Sulfuric Acid.
Characters: Kamijo, Hizaki and mentions of others.
Rating: NC-17.
Genre/type: Canon, adultfic, erotica, (semi-long) vignette.
Warnings: Yaoi/homosexuality/slash, NC17, lemon/explicit sex, sexual situations, consensual, WAFF, fluff/romance.
Information about Hizaki here.
Information about Kamijo here.
Information about Versailles here.
'Breathlessly' archive page here.
Relative time in play: Just before Versailles, while Hizaki was still in Sulfuric Acid.
Relations: Not related to any other plays of mine.
Summary: They moved as one, slowly, their chests touching against each other’s, their faces so close they seemed to share one breath between them. Right then it didn’t matter that Hizaki’s body definitely didn’t feel like a woman’s beneath his fingers; those eyes, so big, framed in thick blackness, had him drowning...
~o~
“My hotel is ten minutes from here,” Hizaki said and smiled alluringly as they stepped out into the brisk night air, and then he bit down on his lower lip yet again when their eyes met across the pavement. It seemed to be the only sign of insecurity in him, Kamijo realized; a telltale notion that, although Hizaki seemed so endlessly confident in everything he said and did, in every suggestion he made, he too was threading new waters. He probably didn’t bring straight guys home very often…
It was actually a comforting thought.
“Sounds perfect,” Kamijo agreed with a smile. Then he led the way to one of the taxis parked by the entrance of the club looking for fare, and he held one of the backdoors open for Hizaki without much thought; a shy smile graced his lips as their bodies touched in the brief second it took for Hizaki to walk past him and push into the car.
He closed the door securely behind the other man, and went around the vehicle to the other backdoor.
Ten minutes passed in comfortable silence, their hands intertwined upon the leather car seat between them but their eyes following the scenic tour outside through different windows. When they made it to the hotel Kamijo paid for the ride without questioning it, just as he held the door open for the other man again, and helped him out of the taxi in the same manner as he had helped him to stand in the club.
As the car drove off again he turned to Hizaki though.
“Don’t worry, I like your chivalry,” Hizaki said with a reassuring smile before Kamijo had the chance to even ask, and he reached out and let his hand slide from Kamijo’s shoulder and all the way down his arm in a comforting touch which was clearly too feminine for a man, and yet seemed just perfect for Hizaki. He didn’t seem to abide by the same rules as everyone else anyway.
Kamijo chuckled shyly and nodded before he took Hizaki’s hand in his then, entangling their fingers as they walked side by side into the hotel, through the lobby and into the elevator. He relaxed a little at that; at least his instincts seemed to be right then, even if he had never tried this before...
“Do you want something to drink?” Hizaki asked softly just as he turned the key in the lock and opened the door. He stuck a hand into the room then, and pushed down the light switch before he entered, illuminating the compact yet stylish hotel room in yellowy light. As far as hotel rooms went, this was definitely one of the nicer ones.
“Sure. Wine would be good,” Kamijo agreed as he stepped in behind the smaller man, though before doing anything else they both stopped to take off their shoes and jackets as custom to do.
Kamijo gallantly helped Hizaki out of his long coat before guiding off his own lighter jacket, and then he took off his shoes, and when he was done he just paused for a moment, letting his eyes slide over Hizaki’s backside as the smaller man stepped further into the room. It was the first time he could truly make out the shape of Hizaki’s body and, though the other man truly was slender and soft-curved for a man, he still clearly wasn’t a woman beneath the obscuring dress.
'Why don't I mind...?'
Hizaki went directly over to the small desk placed in the far corner of the room. There he picked up a small white square and turned it on, quickly browsing through the contents of it until he apparently found what he was looking for. Then he put it back down into the holder on the table and pressed ‘play’ on the small screen, making soft classical music stream out through the small speakers placed on each side of the stationed iPod.
It instantly washed over the small room and filled it with sweet melancholy.
“Dance with me first?” Hizaki asked with a gentle smile as he stepped into the middle of the room, cutting the distance between them in half. Then he reached out his hands.
Kamijo stood speechless for a second. Of all the things he had expected would happen then, would happen once they made it as far as to a hotel room, and to the vicinity of a bed, this definitely hadn’t been one of them. His heart went pitter-patter in his chest as he stepped into the room and took the other man’s smaller hands in his.
For a second Kamijo wanted to say something but decided against it, and guided Hizaki’s arms up around his neck instead, his own hands moving down to encircle Hizaki’s slender waist.
‘God, he’s just too beautiful…’
As they started moving to the music, following it, Kamijo couldn’t help but stare at Hizaki’s angelic face, studying it, taking in every single detail of it. They moved as one, slowly, their chests touching against each other’s, their faces so close they seemed to share one breath between them. Right then it didn’t matter that Hizaki’s body definitely didn’t feel like a woman’s beneath his fingers; those eyes, so big, framed in thick blackness, had him drowning...
“Does it feel right?” Hizaki whispered sensually.
Kamijo chuckled and nodded softly. “Just right.” he whispered back and he leaned in and caught the other man’s glossy lips in a soft, sweet kiss. They stopped moving to the music then, and a second later Kamijo forgot it was even there around them as the kiss deepened and his tongue pushed into Hizaki’s welcoming mouth, exploring, tasting.
A familiar warm tingle rose from the pit of his stomach and made his lower body vibrate pleasantly as their tongues danced around each other’s, teasing, caressing. Hizaki’s kisses were amazing, Kamijo noted; they were deep and yet soft and sweet. They were perfect.
It definitely didn’t matter then, that he was a man beneath it all.
“Guide me.” Kamijo whispered breathlessly as the kiss broke moments later, and they stood panting softly against each other’s lips for a second, both lightheaded and smiling. Then he drew back to look into the blonde’s hazel brown eyes.
Kamijo had a fair idea of how to do this, of how to love a man, since he gathered it wasn’t all that different from loving a woman (say for a few anatomical differences), but he wanted to let Hizaki know that he wouldn’t mind taking directions if needed. He had, after all, never done this before and he had never dreamt of doing it either. He did now though, and he wanted to do it right; he wanted to know how to pleasure Hizaki just right.
As Hizaki nodded softly in agreement Kamijo let his hands slide up from his waist, up over his slim sides and up to his shoulders. He took hold of them and guided Hizaki to turn on the spot, gently, once again giving him a perfect view of his backside.
“I thought about this.” Kamijo admitted in a soft voice as he gently pushed the thick braid of long, golden-blonde hair to the side and he leaned in to kiss against the side and back of Hizaki’s milky neck; his fingers traveled downwards meanwhile, taking hold of the zipper running down the backside of the dress as he unzipped it blindly. It didn’t feel weird at all.
The dress parted in two in the next second, and fell off Hizaki’s slim shoulders, exposing more white skin for Kamijo to kiss and touch.
“Me too.” Hizaki whispered in a sensually trembling voice as he tilted his head to the side, giving Kamijo permission to do with him as he pleased. He didn’t try to move but just stood there, his dress open by the back and pooled around his elbows and waist, goose bumps rising on his fair skin as soft pleasure of the touch rippled through him.
Anticipation had them both shivering.
Kamijo kissed a light trail down Hizaki’s spine, all the way down to the start of the black corset he wore beneath the dress.
Hizaki was the first Jrocker he had ever met who was truly a cross-dresser in every sense of the word, and not just an artist wearing dresses and makeup for show. The fact that he even bothered to wear a corset underneath his clothes just stressed his sincerity.
“You are so beautiful.” Kamijo praised warmly as he straightened up again, and he reached around Hizaki’s frail body then, embracing him from behind, his nose burying in the other man’s blonde, jasmine-scented hair as he just held him. He didn’t want to rush it; he wanted to take his time.
“You are too.” Hizaki replied softly and Kamijo could hear the smile in his voice.
They stood like that for a few brief moments before Hizaki drew back from his touch and turned around willowy. As they stood face to face again he released the dress which had pooled at his elbows and made it fall gently to the floor, revealing his body to Kamijo’s almond eyes. It was like watching a scene from a movie.
The corset which was filled out ever so slightly at the top breathed life to the illusion that Hizaki had breasts beneath it, just as it had done to the dress he had worn, and it ended just below where Kamijo figured his navel was. Beneath the hard material began a pair of ruffled Lolita hot pants which almost completely masked away Hizaki’s manhood beneath layers of black lace, and finally to those were attached garters which held up a pair of thigh-high black stockings.
‘God, he is just so sexy…’
“Do you want me to keep it on?”
The question took Kamijo by surprise, but he just chuckled and shook his head when he realized what Hizaki meant.
“I want to see your body,” the lesser feminine man said in a soft voice and he reached in, caressing his thumb over Hizaki’s rounded jaw chastely before he let his hand slide down, and he deftly started untying the lace zigzagging down the middle of the corset, holding it together. There was probably a zipper at one of the sides or in the back, but Kamijo liked it like this. It was like unwrapping a present. A gorgeous, sexy present.
“I want to see all of your body.”
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Date: 2011-12-04 12:14 pm (UTC)I'm very happy you like this ヽ(*´ω`)ﾉﾟ ♥