Caer's Scribbles: Synchronicity Part 2

Title: Synchronicity

Authors: Caer (caerfreeREMOVETHIS@tde.com) and Triste(TragedyandComedyREMOVETHIS@aol.com)

Rating: NC-17

Warnings:

Pairings: KxSakano TohmaxRyuichi

Status: Complete (Part 2)

Disclaimer: We don't own them

The moan that left Tohma's throat was the loudest one yet when he felt the hot, wet sensation of Ryuichi's tongue against him. Pushing his hips back against the brunet, he moaned again, gasping and sobbing for more.

It never failed to amaze him just how Ryuichi affected him this way, how little effort it took to get him so excited. He would never admit it to himself, but he loved the feeling of being so vulnerable and exposed before Ryuichi. He loved it when the brunet took control as it meant he didn't have to.

Now, kneeling on the floor, his hands up above his head where he was keeping Tohma’s legs supported as he effectively tossed the other man’s salad, so to speak, the problem of logistics struck hard. Ryuichi had nothing in the form of lubrication with him and saliva just wasn’t going to cut it. Tohma was just too tight.

He couldn’t exactly go and ask K for some and from the sudden growl from K and the needy whine from Sakano, Ryuichi realised didn’t have time to run to the bathroom. Relief washed over him as he avidly took a little bite at Tohma’s smooth round bottom. There was a jar of udder cream sitting at the base of the keyboard.

‘Yay! Cow cream!’ the genki singer thought as he reached out for it, trusting Tohma to hold his leg there for a second. Dipping his finger in, he brought out generous amount of cream in his left hand and stood up, allowing Tohma’s feet to settle on his shoulders again.

"Did you like that, Tohma?" He dipped a finger in the cream in his hand and rubbed it along Tohma’s cleft before sliding his finger easily into the blond man and pressing slightly up to rub that magical spot inside him gently. "Are you ready for more?" he whispered.

K moaned in response to the little begging noises that were coming from the back of Sakano's throat and he bucked his hips up, thrusting against the smaller man and grunting with pleasure as their still-clothed arousals rubbed against each other. That wasn't right...still clothed? He'd have to remedy that somehow...

Pushing a hand between their bodies, he fumbled with the zipper of Sakano's pants, drawing it down the rest of the way and letting his hand dive into the other man's underwear, zeroing in on that hot, pulsing cock. He was a little rougher than he had intended to be, but he was getting no complaints from Sakano as he wrapped his fingers around the straining flesh and squeezed firmly.

Breaking the kiss, Sakano buried his head in a powerful shoulder. The sensations were almost too much. K's strong hand was milking pleasure from him in waves and he sobbed in need, straining his hips into that wonderful hand. "K... oh, K. Please..." He sucked on K's shoulder, sobbing and feeling a rising pressure inside of him.

All too aware of Sakano's almost frantic panting, K reluctantly slowed the movements of his hand, eliciting a whimper of protest from the smaller man, but he shushed him by pressing a finger to his lips. With a little manoeuvring, he managed to work Sakano's pants the rest of the way free and began pulling them down his slender legs.

K cursed loudly when he realised that Sakano was still wearing his shoes and socks and, too impatient to deal with them, he pushed Sakano's pants as far down as he could before seeing to his own. His fingers were shaking as he unfastened the buttons and he pushed them and his underwear down as far as they would go. Wrapping an arm securely around Sakano's waist, he twisted him so that he was on his hands and knees before him, shifting a little and draping himself over the smaller man's body.

"Yes..." Tohma whimpered, pushing back against Ryuichi and trying to impale himself as far back onto the invading finger as he could. "I want more," he gasped, jolting when Ryuichi rubbed against his pleasure spot again and clenching his teeth tightly. "I want *you*," he hissed, hoping that Ryuichi would stop teasing him already. He didn't know how much more of it he could take. "Ryuichi!" His voice was thin and reedy, nothing like it’s usual self as he tried to communicate how much he wanted this, how much he was ready and willing for more.

"Shhh," Ryuichi whispered, leaning over to kiss Tohma gently. "Close your eyes, Tohma," he said, gently. "Listen." When the blond lashes fluttered down obediently, he drew his finger from Tohma's tight heat and switched the sound on the control box so that the cries of passion from the other room could be heard in stereo, in the close confines of their little studio. It permeated the room softly.

Making sure Tohma's eyes stayed closed, he deftly undid the drawstring on his pants, letting them slide down to his ankles as he carefully spread the remainder of the lubrication on his waiting erection. His control was slipping now and it took all his willpower as he ran a slick hand over his hardness while he drew his eyes over Tohma's undulating body. He moved forward silently.

Tohma growled in frustration, but didn't open his eyes. Not being able to use his eyes only heightened his other sense, in particular, his hearing. At first, he was confused as to why the soft croons and moans from the other studio had suddenly gotten so loud. A particularly vocal groan drew his attention and he almost gasped in surprise. Was that *Sakano*? He sounded so different...

Tohma strained his ears, trying to listen for any sound that Ryuichi was making, but all he could hear was K and Sakano. He squirmed a little, trying to encourage Ryuichi to do something. He was being so quiet, why wasn't he making any noise. "Ryuichi?" he called out, panting heavily. "God, I need you," he moaned, arching his back. "Please..."

Oh God, he knew what was coming...and it scared him, but Sakano wanted it so badly. He wanted K so badly it hurt. Bracing himself for what he knew was next, he sank down on his elbows, resting his head on his clasped hands as he lay prostrate, bowed in front of his master.

While he waited, he realized that the turn on was that this was something Sakano Koji would never do and though a part of him was still screaming that this was *wrong*, he decided that maybe it was good to break the rules once in a while. So, he bowed, in deference as he waited for the beautiful K, waiting in frightened, desperate need for what he wanted so much.

K reached back, grabbing hold of his discarded shirt and rummaging in the pocket for the lip balm that he knew he'd left there just that morning after stealing it from Shuichi...Ah, there it was! Strawberry-scented...yep, definitely Shuichi's. He just hoped that he wouldn't have to give it back after he was done with it.

If he hadn't been so aroused, K would have laughed, but for now, there were more important things for him to pay attention to, Sakano being the main thing. It wasn't like he tended to carry lube around with him every day (although he made a mental note to start doing so from now on) so he guessed that he'd have to make the best of what he had.

Leaning over Sakano again, he brushed his lips over the nape of his neck, feeling the smaller body trembling against his own. "Relax," he murmured into Sakano's ear as he opened the little jar and scooped a liberal amount onto his fingers. The scent of strawberry filled the air and K groaned.

Dammit, every time he even caught a whiff of strawberry after this, he'd get hard... He rubbed one finger gently against Sakano's entrance, not penetrating yet, just trying to get him used to being touched there, letting the sounds that Sakano made be his guide.

'Relax,’ K had said. Somehow, K could always calm him down; whether it was at work or in bed, er, rather the plush carpet of studio B at NG. Something about his deep, throaty voice worked wonders on the trembling workaholic. Sakano felt his body still it’s shaking. Of course, he almost jumped up in fright, thinking Shuichi was somewhere around when he caught the distinct smell of strawberry.

However, the feel of a calloused finger massaging his ass stopped him. Sakano’s breath caught in his throat as he started in surprise. Oh God! He shuddered. Who could have thought that area could be so sensitive? It felt incredible and when he wondered idly if that was K's trigger finger, the excitement of that particular thought drove straight to his cock. His breathing quickened and he pushed back to spur K to go further.

Ryuichi smiled as his lover moaned for his return. God, he wanted to be inside that incredible body. He drew Tohma's legs back onto his shoulders, quickly positioned himself and pushed in slowly. "Oh... Tohma." He let out a long moan and his eyes slid shut as the pleasure pulsed through every nerve of his body, just from being inside, just losing himself in Tohma. He gasped heavily, trying to regain control, waiting for the blond to adjust.

Tohma moaned and tightened his fists, digging his nails so hard into his palms that he wasn't sure whether he'd drawn blood or not. Not that he cared. The feeling of Ryuichi slowly pushing inside him was more than enough to drive all other thoughts from his mind. More than ever, he wished that his hands were free so that he could touch Ryuichi liked he wanted to, wanted to bury his hands into that soft, dark hair, wanted to dig his fingers into his firm ass, urging him to move.

Ryuichi had prepared him well like always, so there was no pain, just a vague feeling of tightness, but that would go away if only Ryuichi would actually *move*! "Ryu..." Tohma gasped out, finally forcing his eyes open to fix onto his lover. "Please!" he mewled desperately. "More, please...oh, please..."

Ryuichi shook with need at the erotic pleading the blond was uttering. It drove him mad with need, but the time wasn't right. Mustering all his willpower, he pulled back a little bit and thrust hard into the silky tightness beneath him.

"No!" His eyes glittered darkly as he gazed down into those cloudy brown eyes. He let Tohma's legs wrap around his waist again and he leaned over, kissing Tohma's eyes shut again and running his hands through the feather fine hair. "No."

He blew hot air into the delicate shell of one ear. "Listen." He nipped on Tohma's earlobe. "If you're patient, I'll set you free," he whispered, stilling his hips and listening closely to the sounds pervading the thick heat of their pleasure.

Taking that as a sign to continue, K scooped up more of the balm and massaged the tight opening to Sakano's body. Slowly, gradually, he began easing one finger inside, stopping when it was fully inserted up to the knuckle. Sakano was whimpering under him and K breathed more reassurances into his ear as he twisted his finger slightly, searching for that spot that he knew would increase Sakano's pleasure tenfold.

He knew he'd found it when the smaller man jerked up and gave out a high-pitched keening noise. Smiling to himself, he continued whispering into Sakano's ear as he worked on easing another finger inside of him. "You're so gorgeous," he murmured, nipping sharply at Sakano's earlobe. "So wanton and sexy...and you're mine," he added with a growl.

"Y-y-yes," Sakano replied, pushing back with reckless abandon. It did hurt a little, but the pain had quickly turned to white-hot pleasure when K did something inside of him that sent burning waves of euphoria all the way to his fingertips. The warmth of K’s body against his back along with the heat of his breath on Sakano’s neck felt strangely natural, but it wasn’t enough.

He knew what was waiting for him barely centimetres behind him and just K’s finger wasn’t enough. He wanted completion. It was building inside him and if he didn’t have it soon, he would burst. He needed K inside of him, more than he needed air. He cried out and pushed harshly back against K’s intrusive hand. "K, I’m yours. I’m all yours K. Please, m-more."

Sakano's pleading whimpers were going to send K crazy if he didn't do something fast. Slipping his fingers out of Sakano, he set about spreading some of the salve over his cock before positioning himself at Sakano's entrance. "Just stay relaxed," he panted as he began to push inside, trying to follow his own advice, as all he wanted to do was surge forward and pound into the smaller man until both of them reached their peak.

'Slow...keep it slow...' he chanted to himself as he gradually eased himself into the younger man's hot, tight body. "Mine," he groaned, closing his teeth down on Sakano's shoulder, marking his skin and muffling his moans somewhat.

"Oh...oh, God..."

It had felt so good before and Sakano hadn’t expected more pain, but it came. He squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered, but mentally slapped himself and forced himself to relax as the blond had commanded. The pain quickly eased and as he felt himself filled so completely. The heat was pooling in his belly and K’s teeth in his shoulder, muffling his low, sexy moans, had Sakano crying out and pushing back on the hard column within him. He wanted badly to touch himself, to jerk himself off hard, but that would send him flying on his face in his current position.

Tohma whimpered in dismay when Ryuichi ceased moving again, but kept as quiet as he could, save for the sound of his panting. Wrapping his legs tighter around the brunet, he squeezed, letting his head fall back as he gasped for air. Watching Ryuichi out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the singer's head was cocked to one side as though he was listening intently to something.

Trying to gather his wits, Tohma listened too, trying to see what was so important that he had to delay his own pleasure for. He soon became aware of the sounds coming from the other studio again. He could hear the sound of K's voice, husky and deepened by passion as he murmured to Sakano.

Sakano was moaning and whining and Tohma could hardly believe that the wanton, needy sounds filtering through the speakers were coming from the uptight producer of Bad Luck. He felt a tiny smile growing over his lips in spite of the agony of having to stay patient until Ryuichi decided to move once more.

Ryuichi’s heart fell as he realized that Tohma wasn’t even paying attention. H was simply obeying his commands so that he could get what he wanted. He was never willing to let go of himself, even in the music. The singer wanted so badly to touch Tohma's injured soul.

What had happened that had turned his lover so cold and detached? Tohma was a kind person, but always removed, always in control. Even in the heat of passion, he was always in control. And though Ryuichi loved the blond no less, he wondered sadly if Tohma would ever truly let himself go to him.

Couldn’t the blond see how erotic it was to blend into the sounds of someone else making love? Sakano’s increasingly loud mewls were maddeningly erotic, while K’s occasional growls and soft words just spoke liquid sex.

Ryuichi forgot about Tohma for a minute, letting him be carried by the sounds in the studio next door. Sakano was practically begging now, just as Tohma had been a moment ago. Ryuichi whined and jerked his hips involuntarily.

Tohma's hips bucked up against Ryuichi's when his lover's hips gave an involuntary thrust and he wasn't sure who moaned loudest at that point, himself or Sakano. He could still hear the sounds coming from the other studio and he uttered a little helpless whimper, pushing back against Ryuichi desperately.

"Ryuichi..." he murmured, trying to get his singer's attention. "Please...give me more," he said, not ashamed to beg anymore. He panted and squirmed, driven almost frantic by the feeling of Ryuichi buried deep inside of him. "I bet...I bet I could be much louder than Sakano-san if only you would help me," he added mischievously, licking his lips.

Ryuichi looked down, smiling. That was almost impossible to resist, though it wasn’t ultimately what he wanted. He couldn’t really expect Tohma to change, so he simply smiled and straightened up. It was time anyway. He pulled back and pushed hard into the velvet heat of his stunning lover.

Tohma’s eyes closed in pleasure and Ryuichi smiled, closing his own eyes. He struck again, playing counterpoint to the sound of K’s increasing hip movement, evident from the faint slapping noises that filtered through the Base speakers above them, creating a second bass beat to the blond manager’s low growl.

He set up his own rhythm, listening for Tohma’s own song in what he was trying to create. Tohma’s keening cries were the most beautiful of them all and Ryuichi bent down and undid the shirt that bound his hands to the lamp. "You’re free, Tohma. Touch me." He kept his eyes closed though, listening and reacting to the symphony in his own mind as he suckled Tohma’s neck and hummed to himself.

The crescendo began to build as the passion of four musicians played their symphony in the darkened studios at NG.

Panting hard, K tightened his arm around Sakano's waist, holding him steady as he pulled out of him almost all the way and then slammed back inside to the hilt, moaning loudly. Slowly, he began to move, drawing in and out of the smaller man's body rhythmically, the sound of his groans drowning out the sound of his hips slapping against Sakano's ass. Sakano was whining and arching under him and K trailed his fingers down Sakano's trembling stomach, curling around his erection and squeezing him hard.

Every thrust drew a lusty cry from the smaller man’s lips. There was still pain, but that was part of the exquisite sensation. Sakano had to do very little since K’s sure hand drew his own hips back against him with ease. K’s touch on his bobbing cock changed that though and Sakano screamed, yes, screamed and pushed into that talented hand and then back onto K’s delectable hardness.

It was making him dizzy, and since he was prone to motion sickness, he closed his eyes and just revelled in the wonderful feeling. It was calming and maddening at the same time. He could feel the ecstasy building slowly inside of him with each movement, but it wasn’t enough to just take it. He rose so he was kneeling on his knees and the two of them were upright. He reached back blindly to grab K’s hair and twisted his head to place his mouth squarely on the older man’s lips, begging to be kissed.

K groaned in surprise when Sakano yanked on his hair almost to the point of pain, his hands fisted tightly in the long blond strands that covered them both. All too eager to grant Sakano his request, he crushed his lips to the smaller man's, thrusting his tongue aggressively inside and mimicking the movements of their lower bodies. His hand tightened around Sakano's straining cock and he began to run his hand up and down the heated length, stroking and squeezing, going gently and then harder, marvelling at the sounds he was drawing out of the smaller man.

Sakano felt almost too weak to hold himself up as K's tongue thrust inside his mouth in time to the powerful push of K's perfect cock inside of him. Their changed angle now had K hitting his prostate hard and fast with almost every thrust and Sakano pushed steadily back with his own hips, using the steel-like arms around him as a brace for his backward motion. He sucked at K's invading tongue and moaned loudly each time their bodies met in perfect union.

Quickening his pace, K snapped his hips against Sakano's, jerking the smaller man off hard in time to his thrusts. He tore his mouth away from Sakano's to gulp in air, lowering his head to the side of his and nuzzling gently before digging his teeth hard into the soft skin, earning a startled yelp from Sakano. Tightening his grip on Sakano's waist, he began pumping in frenzy now, anxious to reach his release and send Sakano with him.

It took Tohma a moment to realise that his hands were free, but once he did, he quickly reached out for Ryuichi, wrapping his slender arms around the brunet's back. A choked moan left his lips when Ryuichi gave a particularly hard thrust and he clawed at Ryuichi's back, digging his fingernails into that smooth skin so hard, he thought he might have broken skin. Gasping and keening low in his throat, he urged Ryuichi onwards; his passionate cries a perfect accompaniment against Ryuichi's own.

The singer growled and thrust harder at feeling the amazing burn on his back from Tohma's desperately clawing fingernails. In return, he bit down hard on the slender neck, knowing he would leave a mark. He thanked God for well manicured nails and crushed the blond closer to him, drawing him tight against his chest as he thrust with hard fast down strokes, then pulled out slowly, trying to keep time to the song that only he could hear.

In Ryuichi’s head, Tohma and Sakano were in perfect harmony, while he provided the melody and K the counter base. He moaned and opened his eyes to look at the writhing blond beneath him. He reached in between them and started to pull at Tohma's perfect flushed shaft with his still lubricated hand. The song was reaching its climax and he could feel the final build sending heat and need through his hips and up into his body, just as he could hear it in the tempo and tone of three other voices.

Tohma almost screamed out loud in pleasure when Ryuichi grabbed onto his cock and began tugging hard in time with their rhythm. He could do little else but moan and gasp, his hips pushing mindlessly back against Ryuichi's as his fingers dug deeper into his lover's back.

He whimpered when Ryuichi bit down hard onto his neck and jerked against the brunet, panting frantically as he sought out his release. One more well aimed thrust from Ryuichi and he reached his climax, wailing out his lover's name as he spilled himself into Ryuichi's welcoming hand.

The warm substance running down his fingers drove pushed the erotic nature of Ryuichi's song to a dramatic completion and he growled Tohma's name as he sped his thrusts and reached desperately for completion. It came like a burning flood and the song reached it's close as Ryuichi became one with Tohma and burst inside of him.

He sobbed and buried his face in Tohma's neck as he continued to work himself in and out of the tight enveloping, loving heat that surrounded him in protection and love as he lay, exposed and vulnerable.

Ryuichi collapsed on top of the blond, his legs shaking. He stayed in the warmth of Tohma's tight and still shivering embrace before he brought his head up and worked delicate fingers on the crown of Tohma's spent and sensitive shaft, drawing the last shivers of pleasure from him. "I wrote you a new song, Tohma," he said, smiling.

"K, no, I'm going...I need." Sakano couldn't say it as he stilled his hips, holding them tight against K's thrusts, but no longer moving as he tried to control his breathing, his head splayed back on a strong shoulder. He didn't want it to end yet, but he could do nothing to stop the rush of pleasure that K's hand was bringing forth.

A sudden sharp pain on his neck was like a dam breaking forth and the sensation of intense heat and pleasure shot from his neck, to his groin. He was blinded by colours behind his eyelids as he began to spill his essence on the hand that drew it from him. The only sound was a prolonged wail of his new lover's name as he continued to spasm with pleasure.

K bit down harder on Sakano's shoulder as the smaller man cried out in release, pumping his hips harshly into his lover once, twice more before his entire body stiffened and he growled out Sakano's name as he climaxed inside the smaller man's tight body, marking him with his seed.

Both of them fell forward and he braced himself up on one arm, not wanting to fall on Sakano and crush him as he tried to catch his breath, his whole body shuddering as a result of his orgasm. "You..." he panted in Sakano's ear, licking apologetically at the bruised shoulder. "Were absolutely...amazing." He threw his head back and laughed throatily, still holding onto Sakano tightly.

Sakano emerged from an inky swirling blackness to feel himself shuddering on the floor. He realized he had half-fainted with the most earth shattering orgasm he had ever experienced. It was still going on in fact; little echoes of pulsing pleasure that made him shiver and jerk.

Vaguely, he heard K's low voice above him and felt his warmth on his naked form which was starting to chill from the air hitting the perspiration which tickled his skin as it dripped to pool in the small of his back. K's voice seemed to pull him out of his stupor. "Amazing?" he whispered to himself. "Not me," he mumbled smiling. 'Not Sakano. Never him,' he thought drunkenly.

"Yes, you are," said K firmly, punctuating his statement with a gentle nip to the smaller man's shoulder. "You're cute and sexy. You always think about others before yourself. What's not to love? You should give yourself more credit, Sakano."

He kissed Sakano's shoulder again one more time before carefully easing himself out of Sakano's body. The smaller man whimpered slightly, but K shushed him, pulling him into his arms. Reaching out a still-trembling hand, he picked up Sakano's tie from where he'd dropped it onto the floor and began wiping the smaller man up with it.

He frowned slightly at the thought of ruining what was obviously an expensive tie, but he shrugged it off, figuring he could just go out and buy Sakano another one as an apology. "The next time we have sex, we'd better be more prepared," he grumbled, nipping at Sakano's neck as he set about dressing him again.

Sakano inwardly protested K's kind words. He wasn't that great. He watched with detached disappointment as K cleaned the sticky fluid off of his chest and stomach, using the tie his mother had given him for his birthday. That would be a hard one to explain at the next reunion.

He leaned gratefully into K's embrace and complied limply as his shirt was pulled back over his arms and around his shoulders. He stared at K who was currently shrugging on his shirt and shoulder holster. Sakano stood up, wincing at the pain in his backside and approached the blond stiffly, absent-mindedly buttoning his shirt and staring at the blond. "Next time? K?" He looked up hopefully.

"What, you think I was going to let you go so soon?" laughed K, gently pushing Sakano's hands away from his shirt and buttoning it up correctly for him. "We still have a whole corridor full of recording studios to work our way through!" he added with a grin.

He pulled Sakano into his arms again, holding his small, slender body close for a moment. "You might want to make sure you stick to wearing shirts with collars for a while unless you fancy explaining these," he added ruefully, tracing his index finger lightly over the various bite and suck marks that adorned Sakano's neck. Apparently he'd gotten a little carried away with himself... "No complaints?" he asked suddenly, wanting to make sure that everything was still very much okay between them.

"No," Sakano said, boldly kissing K’s lingering fingertip. He pulled his collar up a bit and buttoned the top button. "None at all." He leaned against the taller man...his lover. "Thank you," he whispered. He flashed his best smile and pulled his jacket on, pocketing the ruined tie. That would be put in a special jar to be set on his nightstand.

He wasn't really worried about the marks on his neck since all of his shirts had high collars anyway. They were all the same colours and he had them alphabetised in his closet by designer name with little labels for what day of the week they could be worn. He shyly looked up at K and rubbed his finger in a contemplative circle on the man's chest. "Can I be on top next time?"

K laughed as he took Sakano's hand in his and kissed it. "Good Lord, I've created a monster," he said, making sure that he and Sakano were relatively well presented before he opened the studio door. "I never took you to be the dominant type in a relationship," he said, ushering Sakano outside and closing the door behind them.

He glanced at his watch and smiled. It was only nine-thirty...plenty of time to get to know each other a little better. "What do you say we go back to my place for a while and...talk?" he said, bumping his hip against Sakano's suggestively.

Sakano could only widen his eyes and nod. He definitely liked ‘talking’. ‘Talking’ with K was his new favourite thing. He was still buzzing with recently remembered pleasure from their recent ‘conversation.’ He stood obediently, waiting for K to lock the studio door, wondering what K’s place looked like.

Tohma shivered in Ryuichi's embrace, loosening the death grip his legs had on the brunet's waist. He opened his eyes and stared dazedly up at Ryuichi who was smiling down at him, his face still flushed from his climax. Ryuichi never looked so lovely as he did at moments like this. He raised a shaky hand and ran it through Ryuichi's sweat-dampened hair, his fingers sifting gently through the dark strands.

He felt his lips curve up into an answering smile upon hearing Ryuichi's words and he placed his hand against Ryuichi's heated cheek. There was nothing he could say that could better this moment, but then he never was very good about speaking from the heart anyway. Ryuichi deserved the truth at least and he murmured a soft, "I'm glad," as he tried to express his gratitude.

Ryuichi closed his eyes and leaned into Tohma's delicate fingers as they threaded through his hair, purring like a kitten. He covered the other man's flushed lips with his own, working them in a sensual, loving kiss before lying back down on Tohma's slick chest. "Tohma-kun," he yawned. "Ryuichi's tired. Can we go home now?" His eyes were unbearably heavy and he rubbed at them with closed fists, trying to stay awake.

Tohma laughed, patting the top of Ryuichi's head affectionately as the brunet yawned and nuzzled against him. "Yes, I think it's time went home now, Ryu," he said fondly, grunting a little as they managed to disentangle themselves and getting shakily to his feet. They got dressed slowly, Tohma helping Ryuichi when he fumbled tiredly with the buttons on his blouse. Tohma's stomach grumbled suddenly and Ryuichi giggled. Tohma smiled sheepishly and placed a hand on his stomach.

"That reminds me," he said. "I was going to make you something good to eat when we got home, wasn't I?" Stifling a yawn with the back of his hand, he dug his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and dialled for a cab to take them back since neither one of them were in any condition to drive.

Ryuichi's eyes turned to wet sparkly pools of adoration again as he remembered Tohma's promise. He mooned at the blond as he simultaneously talked on the phone and straightened Ryuichi's shirt collar. Tohma-kun was soooo cool! Ryuichi's stomach growled too and he grinned wickedly as he watched the slightly older musician pull his silky green pants back on.

If Tohma was going to make him yummy food (maybe Yakisoba!) he should write Tohma another song in the taxi. That way, he would have a snack before they got home. Ryuichi gave another wicked grin before he grabbed Kumagorou and hugged the plush neglected bunny, apologizing for being gone so long.

Tohma opened the studio door for Ryuichi and together, they left the room and began the short walk down the corridor and to the building's main entrance. "Just hold on for a little while longer, Ryu and I'll make you your favourite," Tohma said with a small smile, making sure Ryuichi had a good hold of Kumagorou before they left. The last thing he needed was to be driving back to the studio at some ungodly hour should Ryuichi forget to bring his beloved bunny rabbit back home.

The two of them were only halfway down the hallway when they bumped into K and Sakano. Tohma came to a stop, Ryuichi almost walking into him in surprise. "K-san, Sakano-san," said Tohma with a smirk. "Working late, I see?"

His smirk widened at the flustered look on Sakano's face. Sakano's cheeks were flushed and his hair was sticking up at the back like someone had been grabbing hold of it. As for K, well he looked slightly more presentable, but not much more so. His hair was out of its usual ponytail and spilled loosely around his waist and he stood behind Sakano almost protectively.

"S-s-sachou?" Sakano almost backed up, but ended up bumping into K before he could even take a step. "Sakuma-san. I was...that is...we were..."

Ryuichi bounced up to Sakano, sticking his nose on Sakano’s suit collar and inhaling. "Mmmm, Sakano-san smells like Shuichi! Ne, Kumagorou?" The singer waved his finger and looked at him laughingly. "Naughty Sakano-san...is there something you and Shuichi aren’t telling us?"

He winked at K over Sakano’s shoulder and ran back over to Tohma, hugging the taller man. "Tohma promised Ryu and Kumagoruou to make Yakisoba! Tohma and Ryu worked really hard too no da!" he said enthusiastically in his squeaky high-pitched kid’s voice.

"Yes, Ryuichi. We did work very hard tonight and we even got a new song written," Tohma said, barely holding back his laughter. It was rare that he was so openly amused, but he couldn't help himself. The sight of Sakano fidgeting nervously and looking like he was about to die on the spot made him feel mildly sorry for him.

Tohma was in too much of a good mood right now though to chew the other two out. K thought he was the master of blackmail, but now Tohma held something over their heads that he could use to finish either of them. Not that he would, of course, but it was amusing to know the potential power that he had.

K stood by and watched Tohma warily. Ryuichi he wasn't so worried about, but he knew that Tohma could sometimes be...frightening and even threatening at times. He knew he and Sakano must look a mess, but it didn't look like Tohma was going to comment on it...hopefully. "Well, that's good to hear!" said K cheerfully, taking Sakano's arm and trying to steer him past Tohma and Ryuichi. "But I'm afraid we have to be getting back now. All work and no play, you know..."

"Yes, yes! All work and no play makes poor Sakano-san a dull boy no da!" Kumagorou said, bouncing on Tohma’s shoulder. "K-san should take him to a playground or a club." Ryuichi grinned at K from behind Tohma’s back. "But Kumagorou is hungry!" The bunny hugged Tohma’s neck. "Tohma-kun! Can we go now?"

Sakano blanched. Had Sakuma-san just said what he thought he said? But...how? Ryuichi couldn’t possibly know what they had been doing, though the man seemed all knowing sometimes...like some sort of rock star Buddha. He blew it off as just coincidence. Straightening his jacket, he bowed deeply to his boss, who seemed to be in a forgiving mood. "Sachou. We were just finishing up plans for Bad Luck’s next television appearance. I promise, I won’t let you down. Shall we see you in the morning?" All he really wanted to do was get to somewhere private with K, so he waited with bated breath for dismissal.

"Yes, I shall see you in the morning. Come, Ryuichi, Kumagorou," said Tohma patiently, addressing both Ryuichi and the rabbit in turn. "Our cab should be here now anyway." He took hold of Ryuichi's elbow to guide him down to the entrance, but turned to look back over his shoulder. "Oh, and Sakano-san? I should hope that my studio B is as tidy and presentable now as it was before you got there," he said slyly.

K watched as Tohma and Ryuichi left and he almost smiled when Sakano sagged against him in relief. "Well, that wasn't too bad," he said mildly. "Apart from pretty much telling us we'd better have cleaned up, I think he was okay with it." K stretched. "But then cleaning is what janitors are for, no?" He laughed and gave Sakano a playful nudge. "You can breathe now, they've gone."

Oh. Sakano had forgotten about the breathing part. He gasped for air and clung to K. He smiled though and leaned unashamedly on the taller man as he was guided out of the building and into the small sports car. For once, his thoughts were untroubled...

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