He kissed him.
“How did you know that was what I needed?” Osaki asked, his voice soft, aroused.
“I don’t know. I just knew it would be what I needed after working up such a sweat. Did you want something to eat?”
“Oh, yes,” Osaki said, wrapping his arms around Kofi.
Kofi laughed and pressed his palms gently against his lover’s shoulder. “I meant food… You know? Omnom?”
Osaki grinned. “But food can wait. I am about to take a shower and I would love to have you with me.”
“Are you propositioning me, Osaki?”
Kofi blushed. Flirting with Osaki was still new to him. It still felt good when he didn’t think about it. He pushed into Osaki’s body and offered up his lips. “I’d enjoy having a shower with you. But, you’ll have to keep your hands to yourself.”
“Oh, baby, why must you be so cruel? Do you realize just how sexy I think you are? How absolutely breathtaking you are to me?” Even as his words spilled from his lips, Osaki was backing Kofi into the wall and nibbling from his neck. “You cannot with good conscience expect me to see you naked, soaking wet, and not wish to taste, touch, feel…”
Kofi moaned for Osaki caressed a war-roughened hand down the front of his pants to stroke him gently. “Okay.” Kofi cradled Osaki’s face. “Just this once.”
Their kiss was wild, passionate, even though they’d shared many before. It just blew Kofi’s mind how being with Osaki could be so good. Soon, they were in the bathroom and Kofi knew Osaki had teleported them. He grinned.
“Now if only you could make these clothes disappear.”
Osaki laughed. “Would you like that?”
“Yes. Less work.”
There was a soft tug against Kofi’s body then he felt nothing but air. He looked down and gasped. “Osaki!”
“Yes, my heart?”
“You can… Oh my.”
Osaki chuckled. “You asked for it.”
“I know but… Wow.”
The water in the bathtub began running and Kofi arched an eyebrow then looked around Osaki’s body to see it was turned on. “Oh, now you’re just showing off.”
Osaki’s grin widened. “I have to remind you, your man can do spectacular things.”
Kofi pouted and was rewarded with Osaki’s mouth on his.
“Are we still making love, Kofi?”
“Of course we are,” Kofi replied. “You never have to ask.”
Osaki held Kofi’s hand and helped him climb carefully into the tub. The first drop of water hit Kofi’s flesh, leaving Osaki breathless. There was something remarkably arousing about watching the water flow over Kofi’s dark skin. Kofi must have known what he was thinking for he leaned into the wall, hips thrust outward, his delicious cock rigid and pulsing to be sucked. Osaki licked his lips and quickly removed his clothes. His mouth watered. Osaki stepped forward and when he bent, Kofi lifted a leg and pressed it into the samurai’s chest to stop him.
“Darling,” Osaki pleaded.
Kofi shook his head so Osaki turned his head and kissed Kofi’s leg at the ankle, ensuring his tongue snaked out to touch it. He watched Kofi’s eyes roll back slightly. Still, he slipped to his knees, watching Kofi touch himself, pinched his own nipples and moaned even as he stroked his beautiful cock. Osaki felt cheated and empty. He wanted to taste that dick, hot and throbbing in his mouth, but the wait was like the hunt—pushing his heart into racing mode, his blood surging hot through his veins.
Then Kofi turned his back, arched it and Osaki lost his mind. Lightning crackled in his eyes and a slow breeze filled the space. He swallowed, forcing his powers under control before his horniness caused a tornado in the room.
“Stick your ass out a little more for me, Kofi. I wish to see what lays between those voluptuous cheeks.”
Kofi gasped softly but extended his ass outward, his cheeks spreading as he opened his legs wider. Osaki couldn’t have stopped himself then, even if he’d wanted to. He crawled forward, leaned and allowed his tongue to pass, upward, between Kofi’s crack.
“Yes,” Kofi said on a breath.
That was what Osaki needed to hear. Clutching Kofi’s hips, Osaki sucked and licked to his heart’s content. The sounds coming from Kofi made everything so much more provocative. Working his tongue deep into Kofi, Osaki reached around and jerked his lover off. Kofi was so hard that he throbbed powerfully against Osaki’s palm.
“You have to fuck me,” Kofi whispered. “I think there’s a condom in my pocket.”
Osaki nodded and reached for the trousers. He rummaged around in a pocket and found the small, golden packet. He dressed himself then climbed into the tub behind Kofi. He was careful as he slipped the tip of his cock past Kofi’s rim then patiently slid deeper. Kofi wasn’t so patient. The moment their bodies touched, Kofi began squirming, pleading to be fucked, wanting Osaki’s mouth on his skin. He’d never had such an insatiable lover, a man who came so alive in his arms. That was the way Osaki loved it.
Gripping Kofi’s hips, Osaki released the wanton urges inside himself and slammed into Kofi repeatedly. He listened to Kofi’s cries of pleasure, his demands to be drilled harder. Every bit of it was music to Osaki’s ears, ambrosia for the surge of desire storming inside him.
Every sharp drag of his nails against Osaki’s flesh pushed him closer and closer to the edge but he had to stop himself and spun Kofi around. With the water raining over them, Osaki dipped a little and impaled Kofi’s body once more, moaning at the hot slickness of Kofi’s hole.
“Kofi, baby, tote—totemo yoi,” Osaki moaned. “So good.”
Then Kofi did something that completely took control of the situation. He surged forward, catching one of Osaki’s nipples between his teeth.
“Kamu… ” Osaki panted, gripping the back of Kofi’s head to keep his mouth there. “Bite.”
He arched back slightly to catch Kofi’s nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He pinched at them, while working his hips, riding into Kofi. What came after was a frenzy of everything beautiful. The air was rich with the beautiful aromas of two bodies in heat with sounds of panting, growling and the occasional gasp. Kofi was latched onto his nipples and Osaki returned the favor by pinching and twisting at Kofi’s delectably tight buds.
Soon Kofi was coming, hot and furious, on Osaki’s chest. The cooling water flowed down over them but still the cum burned sweetly into Osaki’s flesh. He moaned, and just as Kofi switched nipples to show the other the same attention, Osaki wrenched his cock from Kofi’s wonderful hole and grabbed Kofi’s right hand. Sliding the condom off, he pressed his pulsing dick into Kofi’s hand.
“Stroke it,” Osaki demanded.
All that attention was too much for him to bear. He arched backward, feeling lightning crackle from one side of his face to the next. Just as his body erupted in his lover’s hand, Osaki realized how out of control Kofi made him. His orgasm caused him to lose the hold he had on himself. His powers made the sky open up and rain poured down over Japan.
Chapter Seventeen
The late afternoon sun cast warm shadows through their bedroom window. Kofi lay back with an arm folded behind his head. It felt good to be lying in a bed he’d been sharing with Osaki, though most times Osaki would get up in the middle of the night and roam the property like a lost soul. It was his way of ensuring that the place was secure and Kofi felt adored and loved. The feeling that soared through him, left warmth inside him as though he’d had a sip from an amazing cup of tea. Kofi laughed softly.
The days floated by silently. Kofi finally spent some alone time with Osaki, getting to know him, feeling his touch and learning to accept the fact that he wasn’t straight. They played together in the water and took tours through the quaint, little village. Cherry blossoms perfumed the air as the small, pink flowers swirled around them. It was something Kofi loved more each day he spent in Japan.
Osaki was kind, loving, tender, making Kofi breakfast in bed and waking him with soft kisses
and blow jobs. Each time they made love, it was as if Osaki was touching or licking every curve or muscle of his body.
“I love having you waiting for me when I come home,” Osaki said, standing at the door, leaning against the frame. He looked tired but he had a grin on his lips with a certain heat flashing through his eyes. “It makes me ready to be your chosen.”
“My chosen?”
Osaki nodded. “For us to be together forever. You must choose me like your brother did Ciro.”
“But I did choose you.”
Osaki smiled, walked across the room and stopped at a decorative case on the counter.
“How was training?”
“It was better than the session before it,” Osaki replied, putting away his sword. “Ciro thinks I have gotten the hang of my powers, but there are still a few things—like why my eyes crackle lightning when you kiss me.”
“Because I am just that sexy.”
Osaki laughed. “That is a good reason.”
“I never thought it could be like this with a man,” Kofi whispered. “But now I cannot imagine it any other way.”
“Are you happy with me, Kofi?”
“Yes. Aside from the impending doom I feel each time the sky gets cloudy—I am… Osaki?”
“Yes, my heart?”
“Strip for me.”
Osaki turned and leaned his back into the dresser. For a moment, Kofi thought he’d asked too much, but slowly, his lover began peeling his clothes off. Kofi watched, holding his breath as Osaki stripped from the kimono he wore. He’d known Osaki was built but it always turned him on each time Osaki was naked before him. The blue material slid from Osaki’s shoulders to puddle silently on the floor. Kofi sat up slowly, scooted until his back hit the headboard and spread his legs. Crooking a finger, he called to Osaki, who knelt on the foot of the bed, long hair framing his face, and crawled forward. They kissed again but it wasn’t what Kofi really wanted.
“Lie on your back,” Kofi told him.
Osaki did as he was asked and Kofi climbed over him.
Sitting astride Osaki’s hips, Kofi took the moment to drag his hands down his lover’s body, feeling each muscle twitch beneath his palms. He caressed the toned flesh, dragging his fingers over scars that seemed to have been healed, opened and rehealed. His heart broke at the pain they must have caused his lover, so he leaned forward and kissed each one before plunging his tongue into Osaki’s navel.
“Oh, Kofi…” Osaki sighed.
He trailed his tongue in the soft hair against Osaki’s abs and went lower until he was face to face with the hardness of Osaki’s magnificent cock. Kofi licked his lips and knew once that thing was in his mouth, there was no going back. He thought about what he was about to do and found he craved to taste Osaki’s cum sliding over his tongue and possibly down his throat. The feeling was so strong that he growled, pulled the head of Osaki’s dick between his lips then sucked it into the back of his throat. It was a new sensation, a new taste, a strange feeling, but he wanted it again. Though he coughed around Osaki and the warrior tried pulling Kofi up, Kofi wasn’t about to stop.
He pushed Osaki’s hand away.
“Breathe through your nose,” Osaki panted. “That is good.”
Slowly, Kofi got used to having Osaki in his mouth. He sucked on his warrior, tasting pre-cum for the first time and going crazy with delight. He caressed Osaki’s balls, trailed a finger against Osaki’s crack before allowing Osaki to go to the back of his throat. Each time he glanced up and saw Osaki’s eyes crackle with lightning, Kofi got harder.
“I need you,” Osaki panted. “But I have to taste you again first.”
Kofi smiled, allowing Osaki to pull him up and turn him over on the bed. He glanced over his shoulder just as Osaki bowed forward, spread him open and licked him. Osaki licked his puckered hole, sliding in and out periodically. Kofi panted, writhed and cried out but all the while shoving his ass, unashamedly, back onto Osaki’s very skillful tongue.
“Damn, that’s good!” Kofi sobbed, biting into his pillow.
Then Osaki slid a finger into him. It was easier than the first time they’d had sex. This time there was no pain but just enough carnal fire to set Kofi’s body aflame. Between Osaki’s tongue and his finger, Kofi’s legs were shaking as he sat on the edge of orgasm.
“Do you think you’re ready for me?” Osaki questioned.
Kofi nodded.
“I need to hear you say it, Kofi.”
“Why?”
“Because it turns me on. Now tell me.”
“Yes. I’m ready for you, Osaki.”
Kofi watched as Osaki prepped himself and aimed for his entrance. Though he knew what to expect and it hadn’t hurt since the first time they’d made love, Kofi still had a tinge of fear. He mentally chastised himself for being such a chicken and exhaled it slowly. The head of Osaki’s cock slipped into him and Kofi bit against his lower lip. Osaki pushed inch by glorious inch into him but no pain came.
“Do not do that,” Osaki whispered. “We’ve done this before, baby, numerous times. It will not hurt again, I promise. Breathe… Slowly… I will not move until you want me to.”
Kofi nodded.
“Do you wish to stop?”
“Hell, no!” Kofi inhaled. He moved his hips slightly and Osaki’s dick hit the perfect spot. “Yes,” Kofi sighed. “You’re so deep.” Kofi panted, gripping the bed tightly in his fists. He used that as leverage to ride into Osaki, groaning, moaning for Osaki to fuck him harder. He’d never thought he’d ever see the day, but he couldn’t help himself. Osaki was playing him like a finely tuned instrument and he knew he’d die if it ceased. “Don’t stop, Osaki. Please.”
They switched position and when Osaki plunged into him again, Kofi’s eyes widened. He reached up, twisting at Osaki’s nipples before the pleasure intensified so much that all he could manage was to grip Osaki’s hair and pull.
“I think I’m going to…” Kofi managed.
Osaki gripped Kofi’s cock and stroked it. That was all it took to push Kofi through his first orgasm while being fucked—and it was marvelous. He tensed and watched his cock spurt against Osaki’s hand and chest.
Watching Kofi climax was one of the sexiest things he’d ever experienced. As he knelt there between his lover’s legs watching Kofi’s body tightening, his pink tongue flowing over his dark lips and his body arching almost perfectly off the bed, Osaki knew he was in love. He knew he loved Kofi more than his very own life. He was so helpless with what he felt for Kofi that he wasn’t sure what to do with himself. How could he have fallen so deeply for a man so quickly? When had he allowed himself to go there? He pulled from Kofi and was trying to climb from the bed when Kofi grabbed his arm and stopped him.
“No. You haven’t had an orgasm.”
“This was all for you, Kofi.”
“Well, if it’s for me, then I want to see you come,” Kofi countered.
Osaki stared at this man, loving the way his shoulders still heaved slightly from his climax mere seconds before. Lying back, Osaki spread his legs. “Okay. Make me.”
Kofi smirked and took hold of Osaki’s arousal. He stroked it with one hand while caressing Osaki’s body with the other. Soon, Osaki was moaning, squirming against the bed and driving his hips upward through Kofi’s fist. Closing his eyes, Osaki reached for the back of Osaki’s neck and kissed him roughly. Feeling Kofi’s tongue on his pushed him to the edge and over into his orgasm. He couldn’t stop his hips’ movements nor could he control the way he reared back as a cry so powerful tore from his lips. He heard the thunder, felt the air swish around him in the room and felt the charge of electricity in his eyes. He pulled Kofi down to his chest, held him tightly, knowing if he didn’t calm down, a funnel could form in the room.
“Wow, Kofi,” he whispered, panting. “Look what you do to me.”
Kofi chuckled huskily. “You’re welcome?”
Osaki laughed.
Chapter Eighteen
Th
e large room was surprisingly silent although Ares, Koi, Hercules, Hades, Adrestia, Ciro and Sisqo sat with Osaki. None of them spoke, but Osaki knew precisely what they were all thinking. Osaki knew they were all thinking the same thing. They were contemplating what to do with what was happening—this touch-and-go attack the rogue Shivers and their immortals were perpetrating.
“I can smell him on you,” Hercules broke the silence. “No one else will say it, so let me be the ass.”
Osaki turned his head to look at Hercules, wondering what in the world he was thinking breaking the strangeness between them with that line. “Really? That is what you are thinking about right now?”
“Osaki,” Koi said softly.
“Well, I can’t help it.” Hercules shrugged. “And the quiet was beginning to make my brain hurt. So, why is he so strong on you?”
“Of course you can smell Kofi on him!” Hades burst out, tossing his hands up. “Our dear samurai Shiver here spent the last two days in bed—in his bed.”
“Can my sex life stay out of this, dōzo?” Osaki frowned. “We have more important things to discuss.”
“If there is anything more important than your sex life,” Hades said, “I want it found and electrocuted right now.”
The room erupted into laughter.
“Guys!” Osaki thundered.
“Okay fine,” Ciro replied. “Just because you said please so sexily.”
Osaki’s cheeks heated, even as he glared lightning bolts toward Ciro, who ducked.
“Hey!” Ciro hollered. “Watch where you are aiming those things!”
“What we are here to speak about is what we will do with Aoi.” Osaki frowned. “We cannot keep ignoring this.”
Adrestia walked away to stand by the window. She fell silent and Osaki knew whenever she was like that, her mind was heavily at work. He inhaled deeply and turned his attention back to the others.
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