RP Log: Akutsu & Dan
Jul. 13th, 2008 08:06 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
hirudinean.livejournal.com posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
tenipuri_xpDate: Recent~
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dan falls out of a tree while practicing parkour and Akutsu patches him up. Except Dan has a crush, and his hormones like the way Akutsu is mothering him. And then other stuff that neither of them had planned on happens. :D; Okay I think that was the worst summary ever. D:
Dan limped through the front door, glancing around to see if anyone was available. The front hall was empty, and so was the kitchen; he sighed and shuffled upstairs, trying to keep the cut on his forearm from dripping onto the floor. Any blood from the scrape on his knee was conveniently soaking into his jeans, which were ruined beyond a doubt - there was a nice long rip down one thigh.
No one in the upstairs hall, either. Where was everybody when you needed somebody tall? Akutsu's room wasn't far down the hall, though. "A-Akutsu-san?" Dan tentatively poked his head into the other's doorway, half-hoping he was there, half-hoping he wasn't. Most of him hurt, but the parts that didn't hurt felt pretty stupid, and even though help would be nice, he wasn't sure about the lecture he was probably going to get along with it, especially from Akutsu-san. Not when he found out what had happened. "I... um, the bandages and stuff are all really high up in the closet and if you're not busy..."
Akutsu saw Dan before the green-skinned mutant saw him, as he was just coming out of the bathroom back to his room behind him. He smelled the blood before anything else, and taking in his friend's injuries, he immediately jumped to a conclusion and gritted his teeth in a flash of anger. "What the fuck happened to you?," he barked at Dan's back, a growl stuck in the back of his throat. "You tell me who put their fucking hands on you so I can break their goddamn legs off."
Dan jumped - just as he registered that Akutsu-san wasn't in his room, the other's voice had boomed from behind him, sounding more than a little angry. Dan turned and had been about to stutter out an apology, assuming Akutsu was angry because he was going to make a mess, when the other spoke again.
"Who... wait, no!" Dan held up his hands, trying to make Akutsu understand. He felt himself flush - he hadn't been beaten up at all! "No, no, that's not it, nobody did this to me, desu!" He laughed, nervously, because here came the part that was really stupid. "I was... I mean... I met some people the other day... they wanted to try this thing called, um, parkour," he explained. "I wanted to be good at it, so I was practicing! I, um... heh, I fell out of the tree. You know." He flushed harder and rubbed at the back of his neck - but that just dripped blood onto his shirt, and he tried to keep it from dripping onto the floor. "The one out front... the big one."
Stepping closer to Dan melted away Akutsu's animal instinct to protect his friend, and the growling faded as he got a better look at the wounds. Wasn't too bad, just some scrapes here and there. Hell, he'd had worse taking Brotherhood mutants through his training regimens.
Trust Dan to make friends with some fucking idiots that obviously didn't explain to him that you don't try shit like that without basics and practice first. "Point 'em out to me later so I can smack them upside the head", he grumbled and, being mindful of Dan's injuries, lifted him up and backtracked to the bathroom. Settling his friend on the sink counter so he could get a better look, he probed and ripped the new hole in Dan's jeans wider to access the nasty scrape on his leg and knee. "Stay here." He left to fetch the first aid kit, growling low in his throat the more distance he put between himself and Dan's power.
If it were anyone else, he wouldn't bother. Probably just bark at them to clean up and get the hell away from him. But Dan had quickly become his priority in the labs, and his affection and feelings for the little green mutant wouldn't allow him to dismiss an injury or be in pain for long. With a muttered curse, he swiped the kit and some bandages off the shelf Dan hadn't been able to reach earlier, and stalked back into the bathroom.
Dan wasn't so sure that smacking anyone would be a good idea either - it wasn't their fault he'd fallen out of the tree, after all - but he kept his mouth shut as he was suddenly lifted, carried, and deposited onto the bathroom counter. He still felt more than a little stupid - he'd fallen out of a tree, how dumb was that? And now Akutsu knew, and he was poking at Dan's leg, and suddenly there was a loud ripping sound, and Dan thought sheepishly that it was probably a good thing these jeans were already ruined. By the time Akutsu-san was done, they would be, whether they had been or not.
... Except that thought went somewhere he'd better not follow right now, and he just ducked his head and nodded as the other left, presumably to get the first aid kit. Dan remained motionless on the counter, and Akutsu reappeared a moment later with said kit and some bandages, and Dan held out one grubby hand for them. "I can do it... you don't have to help, I just needed you to get them down." Akutsu-san probably wanted to do something - anything - that wasn't cleaning blood out of Dan's cuts and putting Band-Aids all over. Dan didn't exactly blame him.
Akutsu took one look at Dan's dirty, banged up hands and ignored them. Slapping on the water, he looked around for a clean rag. Laundry wasn't a large priority in the Brotherhood until there was nothing left that wasn't at least slightly reeking. But, he managed to find a relatively untouched washcloth that had fallen behind the battered old hamper. Jackpot.
Lathering it up with soap under the warm running water, he glanced up at Dan. "Might hurt," he tossed out, running the cloth over Dan's shredded knee with less-than-light strokes.
Ow! was the first thing Dan thought - but he didn't say it, gritting his teeth and grasping the edge of the counter. It wasn't that bad - it stung, but it wasn't like he couldn't take it. And he didn't want Akutsu-san to think so, either - heck, the fact that Akutsu-san was washing off his knee at all, even if it wasn't exactly with care, said a lot. It made Dan embarrassed and enamored all at once, and while the two emotions warred in his stomach, he decided maybe it was best to concentrate on the stinging, after all. If he went all "mushy" and looked even remotely starstruck, Akutsu would probably smack him upside the head and leave him to his own devices. And while he could certainly clean himself up by himself... well, since Akutsu-san was already doing it, why do anything to make him stop?
"It's okay," he gritted out instead, taking a few breaths as the other finished with what was left of his knee. Figuring he'd help, then, he raised the arm with the gash down it; the bleeding had slowed to a sluggish ooze, which was quickly scabbing over. He tried to wipe at the residual blood and dirt with his other hand; "I wonder why my blood's not green too, heh..." he mused aloud, before he could catch himself and realize it was a pretty stupid question. Who cared? Certainly not Akutsu-san.
"Does it matter?" Akutsu didn't have an answer, so he threw out a line and caught Dan's good arm, pulling it away from his bleeding one. "Cut it out, your hand's fuckin' filthy." Since Dan's knee was more or less cleaned out, he attacked the gash on his arm, scrubbing off the thin layer of scabbing to get to the dirt underneath. Once he got that cleaned and rinsed out to his satisfaction, he noticed another long tear down Dan's other thigh.
"Might as well take the damn things off", he muttered, ripping the other leg of Dan's pants wide open. He frowned at yet another gash and had to wonder just where the hell Dan had landed. Maybe he'd broken a shitload of branches on the way down. The idiot.
Akutsu wasn't used to doctoring anyone else. In fact, the last person to doctor him had been Davide, and he didn't recall ever returning the favor. But he wasn't clueless. His mother had shown him how to fix up scrapes, and why you had to wash it out thoroughly. She'd always hummed cheerful little tunes while she bandaged him up, to distract him and make him smile. And though he wasn't going to do that for Dan, his mind was full enough of the memories that he did what his mother had always done for him after cleaning his cuts and scrapes. He bent his head down and pressed his lips to the gash on Dan's thigh.
"No..." was Dan's quiet reply; his hand was suddenly pulled away and he ducked his head under the admonishment - upon inspection he realized his hands were pretty dirty. He stiffened and sucked in a breath as Akutsu-san went to work on his arm, scrubbing away the scab that had already formed and scouring the skin clean. But he still wasn't going to complain - not in front of Akutsu-san.
He'd thought they'd be done after that - Akutsu would probably just slap a few Band-Aids on and tell him to go change out of his ruined clothes - but he was wrong. The other eyed and pulled at a tear in the other leg of Dan's pants, revealing a third scrape that had only been apparent as a dull stinging throb on his other leg until now. But that wasn't what made Dan's stomach turn - no, it was the fact that there wasn't really much of his pants left by this point, which was more than enough to double the embarrassment from his having fallen out of the tree in the first place.
Embarrassment which quadrupled as the other suddenly bent down and pressed lips to Dan's skin in an uncharacteristically tender motion, hair tickling Dan's thigh. Dan's knuckles turned a pale green nearly white as he gripped the countertop and fought down the sudden and desperate urge to move. What was Akutsu-san doing? Was he okay? He... he wasn't supposed to do things like that! Half of Dan's mind realized that he was just trying to make Dan feel better, but the other half of his mind was informing him excitedly of just how close to other places on Dan's body those lips were, and that was information Dan really didn't need right now.
Dan's mouth opened, though for a moment nothing came out. Then he swallowed, and shifted slightly on the counter, and managed to speak. "I.. heh, didn't even know I had a cut there! I hope I hurt the tree as much as it hurt me!" Oh, great. Could he sound any stupider? He hadn't used to worry about what he said around Akutsu-san, and he knew the other wouldn't care anyway. So why did he feel so stupid now?
Feeling a little stupid himself thanks to his gesture, Akutsu looked up, the taste of Dan's leg on his lips. Despite feeling stupid, though, he couldn't help but think of just how bare Dan's legs were now. The green mutant always seemed to avoid being even a little unclothed around him, and that had just reinforced Akutsu's assumption that Dan had no interest in him beyond their friendship. But now he was getting a bit of an eyeful, and he licked his lips, bracing his hands on the counter on either side of Dan's.
"You uncomfortable? You're babbling and shit."
"What? No, I'm okay, it's nothing, I mean, I don't mind - " Dan cut himself off before something really stupid could come out of his mouth. Like, You can put your mouth on me anywhere you want. Because wouldn't that be the worst thing to say ever. He was babbling, and worse, Akutsu-san had noticed. And Dan was only uncomfortable because he knew that none of this meant anything to Akutsu-san - not in the way that Dan wanted it to mean something to him, and it never would. And he was torn between pretending there was nothing wrong so maybe Akutsu would touch him some more (because even if it meant nothing to him, Dan could pretend it did), and running away before he made a mess of things.
He couldn't look Akutsu in the eyes, either way, training his gaze on a spot somewhere just past the other's left ear. "I just... I feel stupid for falling out of the tree, is all," he tried to explain - it was the truth, after all, and maybe Akutsu would think that was all it was, instead of the fact that Dan was sitting here with almost no pants left to speak of and a warm, tingly feeling in his stomach and on his thigh, where the other's lips had been only a moment ago.
Akutsu could have kicked himself in the ass for putting Dan on the spot. What was he expecting, his friend to suddenly tell him that he didn't mind if he licked him all over? Yeah right. Dan wasn't even looking at him now, so he probably had made the other uncomfortable.
Shit.
"I've done dumber shit", he muttered, grabbing bandages and antiseptic and slapping them on Dan as painlessly as he could. "Bang anything up under the shirt?"
"But you wouldn't fall out of a tree," was Dan's vague protest, as he endured under the only minor pain of having the current wounds dressed, and tried to think something, anything other than Akutsu putting his hands on his legs again to do it. Like the mildew in the bathroom tile on the other wall. That was much more interesting...
Well, of course it wasn't, but Dan managed to make it through the brief ordeal without too much squirming, blushing, or accompanying reaction from various body parts. Akutsu finally stood and looked down at him, eyeing Dan's dirty shirt with a question. Dan frowned, looking down at himself, picking up the shirt and examining the fabric for tears, trying to crane his neck to see his own back into he mirror. "I think my legs got most of it. Did I tear it anywhere?" He'd hit a number of branches on the way down before he'd started trying to grab for support, but maybe if he hadn't torn anything he wouldn't have any cuts, and Akutsu-san couldn't exactly put a Band-Aid on a bruise.
Even though Dan's shirt didn't seem to have sustained any damage, Akutsu ignored the weak protest and simply grabbed the fabric at Dan's back and yanked it up and over. The shirt was off of the green-skinned mutant in less than a second, hitting the bathroom wall behind Akutsu and falling perfectly over the lid of the hamper.
With that taken care of, his eyes scanned up and down Dan's green chest. No cuts or scrapes that he could see, just some discolorations that were probably bruises starting to form. Since he couldn't see Dan's back, he moved a hand around and probed with his fingers, searching for any wetness of blood, any tear in the skin, any other injuries period.
And he tried to ignore what being this close to Dan, touching his skin with his face close enough to feel his breath, was doing to his own body. "You feel anything?"
That was as stupid a question as asking Dan if he was alive. The too-warm air of the bathroom suddenly made his skin prickle, and Akustu was running a hand along his back and it took Dan a few seconds to register that he was only checking for injuries. A few seconds during which the rest of his body had begun to respond embarrassingly fast, and he blushed furiously.
If he'd been more daring, or more... well, anything, he might have said something witty. Or maybe even something to let Akustu know how much he liked this. If he'd been Davide-san...
But he wasn't. He was just a gangly little kid that Akutsu would never look at twice, and Akutsu-san was only being nice and if he knew what Dan was thinking and feeling, Dan was sure he'd never be nice to him again. So he hung his head and murmured, "No, it's not bad," sneaking in the obscurest amount of truth he could. One more reason Akutsu would never like him - Akutsu liked it when people were direct.
"I - I'm okay now." Which was hard to say when he felt about to hyperventilate, and torn in so many directions that the next few moments played out in Dan's head a hundred different ways, none of them at all realistic, before he did finally manage to choke out, "I should g-get dressed, desu - "
"Not like you're naked..." Where he should have been taking his hand away from Dan's back, Akutsu let it linger. Dan may have still been on the small side, and gangly, sure, but he could feel the start of sleek muscles under the warm green skin. All their training was definitely doing Dan some good.
But he had to wonder what was up with the weird breathing and the blushing. If he'd been touching Davide and got this reaction, he wouldn't have any trouble understanding it. Then again, the redhead had no problem telling Akutsu what he was feeling in the first place, even if half the time he did it in a frustratingly roundabout way.
One of these days, he swore he was going to out-pun the older man, just to shut him up.
"You sure you're okay?"
"W-well, mostly - three-fourths naked!" Dan blurted out - maybe he couldn't be direct, but he could certainly babble, he thought belatedly, feeling stupid all over again. "I-I mean..." Akutsu hadn't taken his hand off Dan's back, and...
No, he really wasn't okay - but it wasn't like he could tell Akutsu-san that. Dan had thought it would be okay, liking Akutsu-san, because even though the other didn't like him back, as long as he didn't know they could be close. Dan hadn't exactly counted on every stray look - and every stray touch - making things so much worse. But what could he do? Akutsu-san was taken, and Dan liked Davide-san enough to be happy for them most of the time.
"I'm okay," he insisted, grinning up at Akutsu-san even though it felt kind of fake and despite how very not-okay he felt, between the way his body was tingling and the way Akutsu's hand was still on his back. "How else would I be?" If he asked it like that, Akutsu would just say he didn't know, and ruffle his hair, and he'd be on his way. And if he took a... little longer getting dressed in his room than it should have taken... well, Akutsu wasn't going to follow him.
Normally that was exactly what Akutsu would do. But with Dan bare like this, and warm under his hand, smiling up at him...fuck, he was adorable. And definitely grown up, he had to admit. He had the proof right under his fingertips. It made him glad that Dan's power negated his own, or else his friend would probably have been on his back by now. Without thinking, his hand moved up, sliding along Dan's spine, his fingers slipping through dark strands of hair.
He could kiss him now. Just another inch or so...but he still got that awareness that he'd only be rejected. To screw with the one friendship he had that he wanted was something he shouldn't be doing, no matter what his hormones and his feelings were telling him. He wanted to protect Dan more than anything, even from himself.
Exhaling, he slipped his fingers through Dan's hair all the way to the front and ruffled the dark locks. "Stay the fuck outta the trees," he muttered, and busied himself tossing the first aid kit back together.
Dan shivered. The need to flee and the desire to lean into the touch sliding up his back were waging full-scale war inside his stomach. He didn't know what was going on, but it certainly didn't feel bad, and... Akutsu-san was really close. And he was looking at Dan with this strange expression on his face, and he was really close -
And then he moved, hand sliding up to ruffle Dan's hair like normal, and he muttered something and turned away. Dan just started at him, mouth open, feeling like...
Like he'd been rejected. Like, for a second, maybe Akutsu-san had seen something in him. Or maybe Akutsu-san had just been wanting to make him feel better. Either way, it didn't matter - Akutsu-san had realized what he was doing, and... well, actions spoke louder than words. Didn't they?
"Akutsu-san..." Suddenly Dan felt like he was going to explode or cry or something. None of the available options seemed like a good idea. Especially not in front of Akutsu. So Dan did the only thing he could do - he slid off the bathroom counter and fled, sprinting down the hall (which was difficult in pants that barely had reason to stay on him anymore) and into his room, trying not to slam the door before he flung himself onto the bed, the need to cry and take care of... other needs both asserting themselves equally.
Akutsu looked up in time to see Dan flying out the door. What the hell? He heard the door slam, and that made him frown even more as he packed up the first aid kit. He'd never heard Dan slamming a door, ever, and wondered just what the fuck was the problem now. He hadn't done anything to him. There was no reason for Dan to be pissed at him.
Not knowing why ate at him though, as he walked down the opposite end of the hallway to put the kit back up. The more he tried to puzzle out what the younger mutant was thinking, the more confused and angry he got. Okay, he might have touched Dan and made him uncomfortable, but what the hell reason was that to pitch a fit and slam a door? He hadn't done what he really wanted to do to him, didn't that fucking count for something?
Aggravated enough by the situation, he stalked back down the hall and shoved Dan's bedroom door open with a growl. "All right, what the fuck's your problem?"
The sight that greeted him stopped the growl and all other sound from him completely.
Crying took precedence - maybe not for long, because Dan hadn't spent years around Akutsu-san without learning to get over bouts of childish crying quickly. He'd stuffed his face into his pillow for a few moments, feeling hot tears soak into the fabric, trying to tell himself that was it, he was through, Akutsu-san hadn't seen anything in him and he had to get over it.
But his body apparently had other agendas, because he kept remembering the way Akutsu's hands had felt on his back, the way his lips had felt on his leg, and the... problem that had asserted itself due to these very factors had not gone away, not even by the time that Dan had lifted his face from the pillow a few minutes later and scrubbed at his cheeks ineffectively, sniffling.
He glared down at his lap, but that didn't seem to matter. He glanced at the door - it was best to lock it, at times like these, but... Akutsu-san probably didn't know what to do, faced with the way Dan had acted (stupid, childish, stupid, he told himself). So he probably would have just flung a few curses at Dan's closed door and gone back to his business until Dan had gotten over it. So he was safe, he thought bitterly, to take care of his problem now; he unzipped his ruined pants, wiggling them and his boxers down around his knees, taking himself in his hand with a hiss - everything felt ultra-sensitive, maybe it was the anger - and that just made him more angry. He tried to be angry at Akutsu-san, but he couldn't do it, he could only be angry at himself, for being so childish and stupid and unappealing, that a few more tears rolled down his cheeks even as he tightened his fist and jerked himself off harder.
His eyes had just begun to close, his breathing shallow as he leaned back on the bed a little, when the door burst inward and Akutsu -
AKUTSU!
Dan froze for far too many seconds, staring in shock before his body finally broke its paralysis; he grabbed the nearest pillow and hid behind it, feeling his face grow hotter than it had in a long, long time. He heard his voice crack as he cried, "Don't you knock?"
Trying to think of something to say that wasn't stupid as hell, Akutsu raised a fist and thumped the door twice, his eyes glued to the pillow and what it was now hiding. That little scene he'd just walked in on only rivaled Davide's in sheer fucking hotness, and his own body reacted to it.
Finally, he tore his eyes away, in Dan's influence enough to not simply pounce the teen. "Don't you lock the door when you wrestle the weasel?"
If Dan could've made his mutant power one that would allow him to melt through the floor or perhaps just die instantly, he would have. Oh, how he would have. He tried to curl up into a smaller ball behind his pillow, scooting backwards on the bed and blinking owlishly at the figure in his doorway. Akutsu-san had seen him, he'd seen -
"I do!" was the reply, before his brain had really kicked back into gear. Then he shook his head, not sure what was going on, if this was real, what to say. "I mean, I - I usually - I thought you would leave me alone!" Of course, the erection that he was trying unsuccessfully to smother with his pillow did not want Akutsu to leave him alone, it wanted him to stay... Dan flushed brighter and closed his eyes, burying his face in the pillow as though that would make the scene end and never have happened. "You aren't supposed to see! It's your fault!"
Akutsu--in the middle of wondering what the hell he was on to refer to jerking off as 'wrestling the weasel'--snapped his head back to Dan at the revelation. It was his fault Dan was jerking off? What the...
"What the hell is my fault? I didn't do a damn thing."
Well, he was in it deep, now. Dan heard himself keep talking, even though his brain wasn't sure that was the best idea to salvage the situation. But apparently it had been left behind and his mouth was now in charge. Face still somewhat buried in the pillow, he said, "Yes you did! You - you were all... and... you - you touched me like I mattered! Like you - wanted me, but you don't, I saw, and this is all I can do so go away and - and... " And what? Forget what he'd seen? There was no way Akutsu-san would do that, he realized, as his brain finally caught up with what his mouth had been trying to say. But how could Dan ever look at him again - he certainly wouldn't want to look at Dan. Dan had gone and ruined exactly what he hadn't wanted to ruin.
"I'm sorry - I'm sorry, I won't - I'll lock the door next time." His mouth ran dry of words then, and he just hoped Akutsu-san wouldn't yell at him or tell him to get out. He didn't want to get kicked out of the Brotherhood, it was the only place that had felt like home in years, he didn't want Akutsu to think he was so disgusting that he never wanted to see Dan again. "I'll stop." It would be hard, but he could try.
Finally.
Fucking finally. That was all Akutsu could think as he shut the door behind him, watching Dan intently all the while. It sure as hell wasn't how he'd ever pictured it, when he'd let himself think about it, but it was something that just hit him right in the chest and the crotch all at once.
Dan wanted him. Dan wanted him to want him. He wasn't even aware of his feet moving, but then all at once he was at the bed, crawling steadily over the mattress. "Finally", he growled softly, bypassing the pillow for now to finish what he'd almost started in the bathroom, twining his fingers around Dan's hair again to bring their mouths together.
The mattress dipped; a hand touched the side of his head and fingers threaded through his hair. Dan's face was tilted up, but before he could do much more than blink, Akutsu-san had -
Had kissed him? What? For a moment Dan was fully too stunned to realize what was going on. No one had ever kissed him before, and he certainly hadn't expected it now. But after a moment his body decided to take over and do its best; he squirmed around to make their mouths fit better and clutched at Akutsu's shirt as though he was going to break it off at any minute and leave again. Dan had no idea what was going on, or why this was happening - Finally, Akutsu-san had said, and Dan didn't know what that meant, but he didn't exactly care at the moment. His world narrowed to the large form above him, and the way their mouths fit together, and the way his heart was pounding...
He didn't get the chance to think about what was going on, and certainly not to ask until what felt like an eternity later, when Akutsu moved and let him breathe. Dan blinked dumbly, wondering why his mouth was still tingling. "Wha- But - I thought you didn't want... that. W-with me." Most of him was quite pleased with the situation, but there was a small part of his rational mind that was still pretty confused.
"Then you're an idiot." Akutsu's lips curved up slightly, still hovered over Dan. "Wanted that forever, just thought you weren't interested. Didn't want to fuck anything up." His hand moved, slipping under the pillow to slide up Dan's leg to his erection. Now that he knew, he sure as hell didn't want to waste any time.
"Want me to finish that for you?"
There was a lot going on in Dan's head all at once. He had been trying to process the idea that Akutsu had wanted him - had wanted him for a long time, no less - when a large, calloused hand slipped under the pillow, up his leg, and higher. For a good number of seconds, the only reply Dan could muster was a whimper that sounded very much like, "Nhhnm." It was a wonder he hadn't come at the touch alone - no one had ever touched him like that, let alone the one person in the entire world he most wanted to -
But what if Akustu-san thought that meant No, instead of That feels as good as every single fantasy I could've ever come up with times ten? Dan swallowed and forced eyes that had closed to open again, trying to look at Akutsu-san even though his face felt like it was on fire. "I... I mean, yes. Yes - p-please," he managed to gasp.
Akutsu let his fingers curl around the hot, velvety flesh he found under the pillow, leaning further over Dan so that the other sank back some. He watched the familiar green of Dan's face blotch and darken, and ran his thumb from the base of Dan's erection to the leaking tip.
"Hey", he said more softly, still staring as Dan's eyes came up to meet his. "Stop thinking so much. You feel sex, not take tests on it." His lips sealed over Dan's again, his tongue making its own demands in Dan's mouth as his hand started to move.
Even if Dan had wanted to think more, that particular function was quickly becoming impossible as the meaning of Akutsu's words managed to register in the back of his mind. "Uh-huh," he murmured, with something like a nod, though it was difficult to nod when his back was being pressed into the mattress and Akutsu's tongue was in his mouth. And Dan found he didn't really care.
This was ten times better than any fantasy or dream he'd ever had - probably more than ten times, but math was even more impossible than thought, as Akutsu's hand began to move and it was so warm and Dan found that his hips were already bucking desperately. He'd been close when Akutsu had burst in on him, and he was closer now, but part of him wanted to hold out as long as he could, to make this last as long as possible. But all he could do was make embarrassing little moaning sounds and gasp and try to hold onto something, hands fisting tighter in Akutsu's shirt as he squirmed restlessly beneath him. "A-Akutsu-san..."
The older mutant sped up his hand in response. He was hard himself, but he wanted to see Dan come, if it came any close to how he'd once pictured it in his mind. The sounds and gasping were driving him nuts, making him want to just rip off his own pants and show Dan how good fucking was. But he wasn't some mindless animal, not here, trapped in Dan's power. His teeth caught Dan's ear, grazing the lobe with his teeth as he stroked the younger mutant firmly.
Dan was pretty much at the limit of what he could take. If he'd been any more coherent, he probably would've been embarrassed that it had taken so little to drive him over the edge. But he wasn't - and he was quite blissful the way he was - as Akutsu's hand sped up and it was probably only seconds more before he came with a half-choked cry, burying his face against the other's shirt as the sensation hit him. It left him panting and a little dazed, and it was no small amount of time before he was finally able to glance up at Akutsu, still breathing heavily, trying to understand that what was going on was real. Dan felt like he must be dreaming, but dreams had never felt so good before.
"Akutsu-san?" he asked carefully, not really sure where to go from here. He had a million questions (and Akutsu probably didn't want to hear any of them), but then he inadvertently glanced down and suddenly he was morbidly curious... With a surge of bravery (or maybe it was just hormones, he thought dizzily), he slid one hand down over the front of Akutsu's jeans, glancing up at the other through dark bangs that had somehow managed to get in his face. "Do you... need help too?"
"Fuck, you need to ask?" Akutsu's eyes slid closed with a short groan, his hips bucking sharply into Dan's hand. The pillow between them took flight, hitting the opposite wall as he moved closer to Dan, nipping along the younger mutant's jaw before once again devouring his mouth.
I guess not... was about all Dan could think, the way Akutsu's hips moved making him want to get closer - which was good, since Akutsu-san had tossed the pillow aside and moved closer of his own volition. Dan kept rubbing, then, feeling silly and turned-on all at once, but he had to wait until Akutsu-san broke their current kiss to ask, a little dazedly, "How... can I help, then?" He had an idea, and then he had other ideas too... some of them were both embarrassing and arousing, but he'd honestly had quite a while to think on just how he could possibly be helpful to Akutsu-san in such a situation. Though, admittedly, none of them would probably come close to the reality... He lifted his hips a little, embarrassed, but kicked his ruined pants and boxers the rest of the way off.
That was a question with way too many answers, Akutsu thought. His mind could come up with half a dozen ways and positions right off the bat, but that would be moving too fast for Dan. "Don't have anything", he muttered, his lube being at Davide's for the moment. "Just don't quit what you're doin'." Reaching down, he unsnapped and unzipped his own jeans, guiding Dan's hand against his bare erection with another groan.
Dan was so busy watching Akutsu's face that he allowed his hand to be guided without comment, until he realized that he was touching skin and he glanced down. Somehow, the sight of his own hand stroking Akutsu-san was quite powerful, and he had to close his eyes for a minute and concentrate on not stopping. He took a few breaths, then opened his eyes, watching Akutsu's face again.
"Okay," he finally managed to answer, swallowing before he gripped the flesh in his palm more firmly and proceeded to experiment, stroking fast, slow, firmly, gently, trying to gauge how he was doing by Akutsu's face, squirming a little on his own as he tried not to end up with the same problem that had gotten him in this position in the first place all over again. But Akutsu-san's face was pretty enrapturing all by itself, and it wasn't hard to narrow his concentration down to his hand and the face before him and ignore everything else.
This was new. Dan's hand kept changing both speed and grip, the randomness driving Akutsu quickly insane. He tended to jerk himself off fast and hard, no need to draw it out or tease. And he never really gave Davide a chance, always pouncing the red haired older man the second his hormones flared. So he was as much in uncharted waters with this as Dan was, in his own way.
In fact, it was getting hard to keep himself up on his elbows. Not wanting to crush Dan, he worked an arm around the younger mutant and pulled him close, sliding beneath him. Dan sat on his thighs now, and Akutsu stared up at him, able to feel Dan in return.
Dan suddenly found their positions reversed. Now he was looking down instead of up, but that didn't make Akutsu's face any less breathtaking to look at. He squirmed a little against Akutsu's legs and tightened his grip a little, thinking that Akutsu probably didn't want to be teased, although it had made him make expressions Dan had never thought he could. He stroked from base to tip and back down again, slow but not too slow, trying to keep the pace even so Akutsu could get used to it, and he was pretty sure the other would tell him if he wanted something else. "L-let me know if you don't like it," he said, though it was hard to get the words out - Dan felt like he'd just run laps around the house.
Akutsu might have retorted back with his usual commentary to questions he thought were painfully idiotic, but he himself was having a hard time focusing on Dan's words. That smaller hand was working him at a steady pace now, and he groaned, bucking his hips slightly, trying to thrust into it. His own hands started to explore, fingernails scraping up the backs of Dan's legs to smooth over his thighs, pausing to run up the green mutant's chest before coming back down to clench of his own hands around Dan's dick.
The way the other's hips were moving indicated he was doing all right, after all, and so did the way Akutsu had been touching him. Dan was starting to approach overload again, spurred on by the hand that closed around him once more. He let out something like a squeak, his hand momentarily faltering before he re-established his grip on Akutsu-san and started stroking again, a little faster. His other hand went to Akutsu's chest for support, and he managed to get his legs beneath him enough to kneel with his knees on either side of Akutsu's legs. He was still having a bit of a hard time believing this was happening, but then again he was pretty sure there was no way he could've come up with a fantasy like this. He wanted to see what it took to push Akutsu over the edge, gripping tighter and trying not to look down at the pale hands on him. Feeling them there was more than enough.
"'Most there...," Akutsu grunted, panting now with need and the building feeling in his whole crotch, ready to explode. Unlike Dan, he wasn't thinking about anything else just yet. His world had narrowed down to a small, sexy green body and the hand working him harder. He could feel Dan's ass bounce against his thighs as he thrust into his hand more vigorously, and his free hand snaked around to feel and squeeze. Looking up at Dan's panting face was all he needed to climax, and he did so with a yell, emptying himself in a gush all over his new lover.
Dan had never felt so overstimulated in his life. It didn't take anything more than the sight of Akutsu's face just then to push him over the edge again with a cry of his own. He slumped, feeling completely and utterly worn out both physically and mentally, aware that he was sticky but not being able to think past that. The hand on Akutsu's chest wasn't really enough to keep him upright anymore, and he slid down a little, trying to ignore the sticky mess he was sliding down into. His breathing evened, slowly, and his brain tried to start working, but he was still overly confused as he glanced up at Akutsu's face.
Had all that really just happened? "I.... uh," was about all Dan could mumble.
Cracking an eye open, Akutsu felt the world tip itself rightside up again. And Dan look like Dan again, his expression confused and uncertain. Hell. His problem was that he didn't talk about things, especially things like this. But something about that out-of-his-depth look of Dan's always prompted him to explain himself, damn it all.
Sucking in a deep breath, he let it out and slit both eyes open, one arm slung over Dan's back to keep him close. "This gonna be a problem for you? Too weird, or some shit? Cause I'm gonna wanna do that again. Hell, in five minutes I'll probably want to."
Dan suddenly found himself laughing for no reason at all. Maybe his brain just didn't have enough air or blood or something. He'd never exactly done... that twice within a span of time so short before. And he'd definitely never fantasized past... well, that part of things with Akutsu-san. He shook his head, wondering if maybe he'd been pretty stupid, all along.
"No - no, it's not a problem, desu," he said, looking at Akutsu-san's face. "But, I mean... it's not a problem for you?" Some rational thought was returning. "I mean... what about Davide-san? What if he... um." Doesn't want to share? Could people share? Was that okay? Did that mean they shared Davide-san too? The thought made Dan blush all over again. There had been one or two particularly bad little fantasies about walking in on Davide-san and Akutsu-san where they didn't mind...
"I say we just fuckin' jump his ass", Akutsu answered, deliberately evading the real question. The problem here--that he just hadn't thought all that deeply on since hell, he figured there was no chance in hell he'd ever get Dan--was that he couldn't say what Davide would think about this. He usually just tackled the redhead and fucked him on the nearest available surface; he wouldn't jump to say they had a conventional or even normal relationship. Even when Davide was inclined to discuss things with him, they weren't particularly personal subjects, and Akutsu rarely participated in the discussions with more than a grunt here and there.
Another problem was that he was a different person around Dan. Outside of the younger mutant's ability, he ran on instinct, and his deeply rooted animalistic nature. Around Dan, he could think more rationally, and consider things logically, even emotionally. Unfortunately, he wasn't as aware of this variable as he should have been, or the problems that could arise from it. Could he really leave one for the other? Could he choose? Even blanketed under Dan's power, his gut instinct was warning him that he couldn't, that it wasn't as simple as he wanted it to be.
The laughter came back, though not quite as much as before. Dan poked Akutsu-san in the shoulder. "I don't know if that would exactly work..." Or would it? Dan had no idea. Were people supposed to talk about stuff like this? But then, Akutsu-san didn't talk. Dan only ever half-expected him to, but that was okay because it was the way he was. And while Dan was pretty sure Davide-san was okay with Akutsu-san being that way too (they wouldn't be dating otherwise, right?), this still seemed like something that... should maybe be discussed. At some point. Right?
"You have to promise to talk to him! I - I mean, it's only fair," Dan pressed. "I like Davide-san. I don't want to make him unhappy." And that was the bottom line. Dan was sick and tired of being unhappy, and he was certainly far from it at this particular moment. But he didn't want Davide-san to be unhappy either. "That's all," he said quietly, leaning down and bravely planting a kiss just to the left of Akutsu's lips. "I like Akutsu-san. But I don't want to be trouble." He smiled. As totally abnormal as the situation was, it was slowly beginning to feel a little more manageable, somehow.
Akutsu grunted his assent, if reluctantly. Exactly how in the hell did Dan expect him to bring up the subject? Just blurt it out and hope Davide didn't do that thing with his power where he could punch holes in his damn eardrums? He liked his jumping idea a helluva lot better than that. At least he knew how to handle the redhead when they were naked and tangled in each other.
He was looking forward to this like a fucking root canal.
Shaking himself back to the present, he felt Dan's kiss miss its mark and land on his cheek. What the...they'd just jerked each other off and he got a fucking peck? He scowled at both the kiss and Dan's self-deprecation, dragging the green-skinned mutant's head back down for a proper damn liplock. When he let them back up for air, his hand came up and ruffled Dan's hair.
"Think you can quit callin' me that, Tai."
Panting a bit for breath, Dan had a feeling he was going to have to get used to kissing like that. It was so much more intense than he'd ever really imagined - then again, when people kissed on TV it was pretty boring and tame. And Akutsu-san was anything but boring and tame. At least he knew that, and he could try to be prepared. And the way Akutsu managed to surprise him with just how not boring or tame he was seemed to be just fine with Dan's body, if things a few minutes ago had been any indication.
He blinked as Akutsu-san spoke again, and realized that he had called him... by his first name. Well, most of it anyway, and it had a nice sound to it, Dan thought, his smile going more lopsided grin. He liked the sound of Akutsu-san calling him that.
... But, "Akutsu-san is Akutsu-san," he said, staring at the other's face. He'd never dared to think of him as anything but - it seemed safer that way. "You... you want me to call you... J-Jin?" He flushed, feeling like the way he said it didn't sound anything like the way the other had said his name. "Jin," he tried again, wanting it to sound more confident, more like it meant something. And not like he was afraid to say it.
"Might as well, yanno...since there's no way in hell you're gettin' rid of me now." Akutsu's eyes flickered at the sound of his own name on Dan's lips. Like any time Davide did the same, it was like a current shot through his body just hearing it. It was a damn good thing that he was spent for the moment, or he'd probably be ready to pop Dan's cherry right now, lube or no lube.
Instead, he latched his mouth on Dan's neck, licking and worrying the green skin with his teeth.
"... Yeah," Dan murmured quietly, trying to wrap his head around the way it had felt to be able to say Akutsu's name, when he'd only just started trying to wrap his head around the way it had sounded when Akutsu had used his. Somehow, on top of all that, hearing that he wasn't going to be getting rid of the other made him grin stupidly, feeling both stupid that he hadn't said something sooner, and giddy over the nonchalant way Akutsu had said it.
And then there was the strangely nice way that the other was biting and licking at his neck, which felt good in a way Dan hadn't ever thought it could. "I don't want to get rid of you, anyway," he said quietly, shifting closer even though they were still sticky, his body feeling spent and slightly limp. "I like it here, with you." Whether he meant the Brotherhood or his bed, he wasn't sure which. Probably both, he thought, glancing down and running his fingers through the other's messy hair, as long as it was under his nose. "I like Davide-san, too," he mused. "I'll share." Sharing was okay with him, if it was okay with Davide. Maybe it would be okay. Dan hoped so.
"Nothin' wrong with Red," Akutsu agreed, letting his eyes shut against the feel of fingers combing through his hair. It was making him sleepy, even, and his body relaxed further, arms still wrapped around Dan. If Dan said anything more, he didn't hear it.
Dan grinned a bit to himself as he realized Akutsu-san was falling asleep; he laughed, softly, and figured it wasn't a bad idea. He was pretty tired, after all. He made sure Akustu wasn't going to wake up with a crick in his neck, and settled down against his chest, thinking he'd definitely have to take a shower when he woke up.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dan falls out of a tree while practicing parkour and Akutsu patches him up. Except Dan has a crush, and his hormones like the way Akutsu is mothering him. And then other stuff that neither of them had planned on happens. :D; Okay I think that was the worst summary ever. D:
Dan limped through the front door, glancing around to see if anyone was available. The front hall was empty, and so was the kitchen; he sighed and shuffled upstairs, trying to keep the cut on his forearm from dripping onto the floor. Any blood from the scrape on his knee was conveniently soaking into his jeans, which were ruined beyond a doubt - there was a nice long rip down one thigh.
No one in the upstairs hall, either. Where was everybody when you needed somebody tall? Akutsu's room wasn't far down the hall, though. "A-Akutsu-san?" Dan tentatively poked his head into the other's doorway, half-hoping he was there, half-hoping he wasn't. Most of him hurt, but the parts that didn't hurt felt pretty stupid, and even though help would be nice, he wasn't sure about the lecture he was probably going to get along with it, especially from Akutsu-san. Not when he found out what had happened. "I... um, the bandages and stuff are all really high up in the closet and if you're not busy..."
Akutsu saw Dan before the green-skinned mutant saw him, as he was just coming out of the bathroom back to his room behind him. He smelled the blood before anything else, and taking in his friend's injuries, he immediately jumped to a conclusion and gritted his teeth in a flash of anger. "What the fuck happened to you?," he barked at Dan's back, a growl stuck in the back of his throat. "You tell me who put their fucking hands on you so I can break their goddamn legs off."
Dan jumped - just as he registered that Akutsu-san wasn't in his room, the other's voice had boomed from behind him, sounding more than a little angry. Dan turned and had been about to stutter out an apology, assuming Akutsu was angry because he was going to make a mess, when the other spoke again.
"Who... wait, no!" Dan held up his hands, trying to make Akutsu understand. He felt himself flush - he hadn't been beaten up at all! "No, no, that's not it, nobody did this to me, desu!" He laughed, nervously, because here came the part that was really stupid. "I was... I mean... I met some people the other day... they wanted to try this thing called, um, parkour," he explained. "I wanted to be good at it, so I was practicing! I, um... heh, I fell out of the tree. You know." He flushed harder and rubbed at the back of his neck - but that just dripped blood onto his shirt, and he tried to keep it from dripping onto the floor. "The one out front... the big one."
Stepping closer to Dan melted away Akutsu's animal instinct to protect his friend, and the growling faded as he got a better look at the wounds. Wasn't too bad, just some scrapes here and there. Hell, he'd had worse taking Brotherhood mutants through his training regimens.
Trust Dan to make friends with some fucking idiots that obviously didn't explain to him that you don't try shit like that without basics and practice first. "Point 'em out to me later so I can smack them upside the head", he grumbled and, being mindful of Dan's injuries, lifted him up and backtracked to the bathroom. Settling his friend on the sink counter so he could get a better look, he probed and ripped the new hole in Dan's jeans wider to access the nasty scrape on his leg and knee. "Stay here." He left to fetch the first aid kit, growling low in his throat the more distance he put between himself and Dan's power.
If it were anyone else, he wouldn't bother. Probably just bark at them to clean up and get the hell away from him. But Dan had quickly become his priority in the labs, and his affection and feelings for the little green mutant wouldn't allow him to dismiss an injury or be in pain for long. With a muttered curse, he swiped the kit and some bandages off the shelf Dan hadn't been able to reach earlier, and stalked back into the bathroom.
Dan wasn't so sure that smacking anyone would be a good idea either - it wasn't their fault he'd fallen out of the tree, after all - but he kept his mouth shut as he was suddenly lifted, carried, and deposited onto the bathroom counter. He still felt more than a little stupid - he'd fallen out of a tree, how dumb was that? And now Akutsu knew, and he was poking at Dan's leg, and suddenly there was a loud ripping sound, and Dan thought sheepishly that it was probably a good thing these jeans were already ruined. By the time Akutsu-san was done, they would be, whether they had been or not.
... Except that thought went somewhere he'd better not follow right now, and he just ducked his head and nodded as the other left, presumably to get the first aid kit. Dan remained motionless on the counter, and Akutsu reappeared a moment later with said kit and some bandages, and Dan held out one grubby hand for them. "I can do it... you don't have to help, I just needed you to get them down." Akutsu-san probably wanted to do something - anything - that wasn't cleaning blood out of Dan's cuts and putting Band-Aids all over. Dan didn't exactly blame him.
Akutsu took one look at Dan's dirty, banged up hands and ignored them. Slapping on the water, he looked around for a clean rag. Laundry wasn't a large priority in the Brotherhood until there was nothing left that wasn't at least slightly reeking. But, he managed to find a relatively untouched washcloth that had fallen behind the battered old hamper. Jackpot.
Lathering it up with soap under the warm running water, he glanced up at Dan. "Might hurt," he tossed out, running the cloth over Dan's shredded knee with less-than-light strokes.
Ow! was the first thing Dan thought - but he didn't say it, gritting his teeth and grasping the edge of the counter. It wasn't that bad - it stung, but it wasn't like he couldn't take it. And he didn't want Akutsu-san to think so, either - heck, the fact that Akutsu-san was washing off his knee at all, even if it wasn't exactly with care, said a lot. It made Dan embarrassed and enamored all at once, and while the two emotions warred in his stomach, he decided maybe it was best to concentrate on the stinging, after all. If he went all "mushy" and looked even remotely starstruck, Akutsu would probably smack him upside the head and leave him to his own devices. And while he could certainly clean himself up by himself... well, since Akutsu-san was already doing it, why do anything to make him stop?
"It's okay," he gritted out instead, taking a few breaths as the other finished with what was left of his knee. Figuring he'd help, then, he raised the arm with the gash down it; the bleeding had slowed to a sluggish ooze, which was quickly scabbing over. He tried to wipe at the residual blood and dirt with his other hand; "I wonder why my blood's not green too, heh..." he mused aloud, before he could catch himself and realize it was a pretty stupid question. Who cared? Certainly not Akutsu-san.
"Does it matter?" Akutsu didn't have an answer, so he threw out a line and caught Dan's good arm, pulling it away from his bleeding one. "Cut it out, your hand's fuckin' filthy." Since Dan's knee was more or less cleaned out, he attacked the gash on his arm, scrubbing off the thin layer of scabbing to get to the dirt underneath. Once he got that cleaned and rinsed out to his satisfaction, he noticed another long tear down Dan's other thigh.
"Might as well take the damn things off", he muttered, ripping the other leg of Dan's pants wide open. He frowned at yet another gash and had to wonder just where the hell Dan had landed. Maybe he'd broken a shitload of branches on the way down. The idiot.
Akutsu wasn't used to doctoring anyone else. In fact, the last person to doctor him had been Davide, and he didn't recall ever returning the favor. But he wasn't clueless. His mother had shown him how to fix up scrapes, and why you had to wash it out thoroughly. She'd always hummed cheerful little tunes while she bandaged him up, to distract him and make him smile. And though he wasn't going to do that for Dan, his mind was full enough of the memories that he did what his mother had always done for him after cleaning his cuts and scrapes. He bent his head down and pressed his lips to the gash on Dan's thigh.
"No..." was Dan's quiet reply; his hand was suddenly pulled away and he ducked his head under the admonishment - upon inspection he realized his hands were pretty dirty. He stiffened and sucked in a breath as Akutsu-san went to work on his arm, scrubbing away the scab that had already formed and scouring the skin clean. But he still wasn't going to complain - not in front of Akutsu-san.
He'd thought they'd be done after that - Akutsu would probably just slap a few Band-Aids on and tell him to go change out of his ruined clothes - but he was wrong. The other eyed and pulled at a tear in the other leg of Dan's pants, revealing a third scrape that had only been apparent as a dull stinging throb on his other leg until now. But that wasn't what made Dan's stomach turn - no, it was the fact that there wasn't really much of his pants left by this point, which was more than enough to double the embarrassment from his having fallen out of the tree in the first place.
Embarrassment which quadrupled as the other suddenly bent down and pressed lips to Dan's skin in an uncharacteristically tender motion, hair tickling Dan's thigh. Dan's knuckles turned a pale green nearly white as he gripped the countertop and fought down the sudden and desperate urge to move. What was Akutsu-san doing? Was he okay? He... he wasn't supposed to do things like that! Half of Dan's mind realized that he was just trying to make Dan feel better, but the other half of his mind was informing him excitedly of just how close to other places on Dan's body those lips were, and that was information Dan really didn't need right now.
Dan's mouth opened, though for a moment nothing came out. Then he swallowed, and shifted slightly on the counter, and managed to speak. "I.. heh, didn't even know I had a cut there! I hope I hurt the tree as much as it hurt me!" Oh, great. Could he sound any stupider? He hadn't used to worry about what he said around Akutsu-san, and he knew the other wouldn't care anyway. So why did he feel so stupid now?
Feeling a little stupid himself thanks to his gesture, Akutsu looked up, the taste of Dan's leg on his lips. Despite feeling stupid, though, he couldn't help but think of just how bare Dan's legs were now. The green mutant always seemed to avoid being even a little unclothed around him, and that had just reinforced Akutsu's assumption that Dan had no interest in him beyond their friendship. But now he was getting a bit of an eyeful, and he licked his lips, bracing his hands on the counter on either side of Dan's.
"You uncomfortable? You're babbling and shit."
"What? No, I'm okay, it's nothing, I mean, I don't mind - " Dan cut himself off before something really stupid could come out of his mouth. Like, You can put your mouth on me anywhere you want. Because wouldn't that be the worst thing to say ever. He was babbling, and worse, Akutsu-san had noticed. And Dan was only uncomfortable because he knew that none of this meant anything to Akutsu-san - not in the way that Dan wanted it to mean something to him, and it never would. And he was torn between pretending there was nothing wrong so maybe Akutsu would touch him some more (because even if it meant nothing to him, Dan could pretend it did), and running away before he made a mess of things.
He couldn't look Akutsu in the eyes, either way, training his gaze on a spot somewhere just past the other's left ear. "I just... I feel stupid for falling out of the tree, is all," he tried to explain - it was the truth, after all, and maybe Akutsu would think that was all it was, instead of the fact that Dan was sitting here with almost no pants left to speak of and a warm, tingly feeling in his stomach and on his thigh, where the other's lips had been only a moment ago.
Akutsu could have kicked himself in the ass for putting Dan on the spot. What was he expecting, his friend to suddenly tell him that he didn't mind if he licked him all over? Yeah right. Dan wasn't even looking at him now, so he probably had made the other uncomfortable.
Shit.
"I've done dumber shit", he muttered, grabbing bandages and antiseptic and slapping them on Dan as painlessly as he could. "Bang anything up under the shirt?"
"But you wouldn't fall out of a tree," was Dan's vague protest, as he endured under the only minor pain of having the current wounds dressed, and tried to think something, anything other than Akutsu putting his hands on his legs again to do it. Like the mildew in the bathroom tile on the other wall. That was much more interesting...
Well, of course it wasn't, but Dan managed to make it through the brief ordeal without too much squirming, blushing, or accompanying reaction from various body parts. Akutsu finally stood and looked down at him, eyeing Dan's dirty shirt with a question. Dan frowned, looking down at himself, picking up the shirt and examining the fabric for tears, trying to crane his neck to see his own back into he mirror. "I think my legs got most of it. Did I tear it anywhere?" He'd hit a number of branches on the way down before he'd started trying to grab for support, but maybe if he hadn't torn anything he wouldn't have any cuts, and Akutsu-san couldn't exactly put a Band-Aid on a bruise.
Even though Dan's shirt didn't seem to have sustained any damage, Akutsu ignored the weak protest and simply grabbed the fabric at Dan's back and yanked it up and over. The shirt was off of the green-skinned mutant in less than a second, hitting the bathroom wall behind Akutsu and falling perfectly over the lid of the hamper.
With that taken care of, his eyes scanned up and down Dan's green chest. No cuts or scrapes that he could see, just some discolorations that were probably bruises starting to form. Since he couldn't see Dan's back, he moved a hand around and probed with his fingers, searching for any wetness of blood, any tear in the skin, any other injuries period.
And he tried to ignore what being this close to Dan, touching his skin with his face close enough to feel his breath, was doing to his own body. "You feel anything?"
That was as stupid a question as asking Dan if he was alive. The too-warm air of the bathroom suddenly made his skin prickle, and Akustu was running a hand along his back and it took Dan a few seconds to register that he was only checking for injuries. A few seconds during which the rest of his body had begun to respond embarrassingly fast, and he blushed furiously.
If he'd been more daring, or more... well, anything, he might have said something witty. Or maybe even something to let Akustu know how much he liked this. If he'd been Davide-san...
But he wasn't. He was just a gangly little kid that Akutsu would never look at twice, and Akutsu-san was only being nice and if he knew what Dan was thinking and feeling, Dan was sure he'd never be nice to him again. So he hung his head and murmured, "No, it's not bad," sneaking in the obscurest amount of truth he could. One more reason Akutsu would never like him - Akutsu liked it when people were direct.
"I - I'm okay now." Which was hard to say when he felt about to hyperventilate, and torn in so many directions that the next few moments played out in Dan's head a hundred different ways, none of them at all realistic, before he did finally manage to choke out, "I should g-get dressed, desu - "
"Not like you're naked..." Where he should have been taking his hand away from Dan's back, Akutsu let it linger. Dan may have still been on the small side, and gangly, sure, but he could feel the start of sleek muscles under the warm green skin. All their training was definitely doing Dan some good.
But he had to wonder what was up with the weird breathing and the blushing. If he'd been touching Davide and got this reaction, he wouldn't have any trouble understanding it. Then again, the redhead had no problem telling Akutsu what he was feeling in the first place, even if half the time he did it in a frustratingly roundabout way.
One of these days, he swore he was going to out-pun the older man, just to shut him up.
"You sure you're okay?"
"W-well, mostly - three-fourths naked!" Dan blurted out - maybe he couldn't be direct, but he could certainly babble, he thought belatedly, feeling stupid all over again. "I-I mean..." Akutsu hadn't taken his hand off Dan's back, and...
No, he really wasn't okay - but it wasn't like he could tell Akutsu-san that. Dan had thought it would be okay, liking Akutsu-san, because even though the other didn't like him back, as long as he didn't know they could be close. Dan hadn't exactly counted on every stray look - and every stray touch - making things so much worse. But what could he do? Akutsu-san was taken, and Dan liked Davide-san enough to be happy for them most of the time.
"I'm okay," he insisted, grinning up at Akutsu-san even though it felt kind of fake and despite how very not-okay he felt, between the way his body was tingling and the way Akutsu's hand was still on his back. "How else would I be?" If he asked it like that, Akutsu would just say he didn't know, and ruffle his hair, and he'd be on his way. And if he took a... little longer getting dressed in his room than it should have taken... well, Akutsu wasn't going to follow him.
Normally that was exactly what Akutsu would do. But with Dan bare like this, and warm under his hand, smiling up at him...fuck, he was adorable. And definitely grown up, he had to admit. He had the proof right under his fingertips. It made him glad that Dan's power negated his own, or else his friend would probably have been on his back by now. Without thinking, his hand moved up, sliding along Dan's spine, his fingers slipping through dark strands of hair.
He could kiss him now. Just another inch or so...but he still got that awareness that he'd only be rejected. To screw with the one friendship he had that he wanted was something he shouldn't be doing, no matter what his hormones and his feelings were telling him. He wanted to protect Dan more than anything, even from himself.
Exhaling, he slipped his fingers through Dan's hair all the way to the front and ruffled the dark locks. "Stay the fuck outta the trees," he muttered, and busied himself tossing the first aid kit back together.
Dan shivered. The need to flee and the desire to lean into the touch sliding up his back were waging full-scale war inside his stomach. He didn't know what was going on, but it certainly didn't feel bad, and... Akutsu-san was really close. And he was looking at Dan with this strange expression on his face, and he was really close -
And then he moved, hand sliding up to ruffle Dan's hair like normal, and he muttered something and turned away. Dan just started at him, mouth open, feeling like...
Like he'd been rejected. Like, for a second, maybe Akutsu-san had seen something in him. Or maybe Akutsu-san had just been wanting to make him feel better. Either way, it didn't matter - Akutsu-san had realized what he was doing, and... well, actions spoke louder than words. Didn't they?
"Akutsu-san..." Suddenly Dan felt like he was going to explode or cry or something. None of the available options seemed like a good idea. Especially not in front of Akutsu. So Dan did the only thing he could do - he slid off the bathroom counter and fled, sprinting down the hall (which was difficult in pants that barely had reason to stay on him anymore) and into his room, trying not to slam the door before he flung himself onto the bed, the need to cry and take care of... other needs both asserting themselves equally.
Akutsu looked up in time to see Dan flying out the door. What the hell? He heard the door slam, and that made him frown even more as he packed up the first aid kit. He'd never heard Dan slamming a door, ever, and wondered just what the fuck was the problem now. He hadn't done anything to him. There was no reason for Dan to be pissed at him.
Not knowing why ate at him though, as he walked down the opposite end of the hallway to put the kit back up. The more he tried to puzzle out what the younger mutant was thinking, the more confused and angry he got. Okay, he might have touched Dan and made him uncomfortable, but what the hell reason was that to pitch a fit and slam a door? He hadn't done what he really wanted to do to him, didn't that fucking count for something?
Aggravated enough by the situation, he stalked back down the hall and shoved Dan's bedroom door open with a growl. "All right, what the fuck's your problem?"
The sight that greeted him stopped the growl and all other sound from him completely.
Crying took precedence - maybe not for long, because Dan hadn't spent years around Akutsu-san without learning to get over bouts of childish crying quickly. He'd stuffed his face into his pillow for a few moments, feeling hot tears soak into the fabric, trying to tell himself that was it, he was through, Akutsu-san hadn't seen anything in him and he had to get over it.
But his body apparently had other agendas, because he kept remembering the way Akutsu's hands had felt on his back, the way his lips had felt on his leg, and the... problem that had asserted itself due to these very factors had not gone away, not even by the time that Dan had lifted his face from the pillow a few minutes later and scrubbed at his cheeks ineffectively, sniffling.
He glared down at his lap, but that didn't seem to matter. He glanced at the door - it was best to lock it, at times like these, but... Akutsu-san probably didn't know what to do, faced with the way Dan had acted (stupid, childish, stupid, he told himself). So he probably would have just flung a few curses at Dan's closed door and gone back to his business until Dan had gotten over it. So he was safe, he thought bitterly, to take care of his problem now; he unzipped his ruined pants, wiggling them and his boxers down around his knees, taking himself in his hand with a hiss - everything felt ultra-sensitive, maybe it was the anger - and that just made him more angry. He tried to be angry at Akutsu-san, but he couldn't do it, he could only be angry at himself, for being so childish and stupid and unappealing, that a few more tears rolled down his cheeks even as he tightened his fist and jerked himself off harder.
His eyes had just begun to close, his breathing shallow as he leaned back on the bed a little, when the door burst inward and Akutsu -
AKUTSU!
Dan froze for far too many seconds, staring in shock before his body finally broke its paralysis; he grabbed the nearest pillow and hid behind it, feeling his face grow hotter than it had in a long, long time. He heard his voice crack as he cried, "Don't you knock?"
Trying to think of something to say that wasn't stupid as hell, Akutsu raised a fist and thumped the door twice, his eyes glued to the pillow and what it was now hiding. That little scene he'd just walked in on only rivaled Davide's in sheer fucking hotness, and his own body reacted to it.
Finally, he tore his eyes away, in Dan's influence enough to not simply pounce the teen. "Don't you lock the door when you wrestle the weasel?"
If Dan could've made his mutant power one that would allow him to melt through the floor or perhaps just die instantly, he would have. Oh, how he would have. He tried to curl up into a smaller ball behind his pillow, scooting backwards on the bed and blinking owlishly at the figure in his doorway. Akutsu-san had seen him, he'd seen -
"I do!" was the reply, before his brain had really kicked back into gear. Then he shook his head, not sure what was going on, if this was real, what to say. "I mean, I - I usually - I thought you would leave me alone!" Of course, the erection that he was trying unsuccessfully to smother with his pillow did not want Akutsu to leave him alone, it wanted him to stay... Dan flushed brighter and closed his eyes, burying his face in the pillow as though that would make the scene end and never have happened. "You aren't supposed to see! It's your fault!"
Akutsu--in the middle of wondering what the hell he was on to refer to jerking off as 'wrestling the weasel'--snapped his head back to Dan at the revelation. It was his fault Dan was jerking off? What the...
"What the hell is my fault? I didn't do a damn thing."
Well, he was in it deep, now. Dan heard himself keep talking, even though his brain wasn't sure that was the best idea to salvage the situation. But apparently it had been left behind and his mouth was now in charge. Face still somewhat buried in the pillow, he said, "Yes you did! You - you were all... and... you - you touched me like I mattered! Like you - wanted me, but you don't, I saw, and this is all I can do so go away and - and... " And what? Forget what he'd seen? There was no way Akutsu-san would do that, he realized, as his brain finally caught up with what his mouth had been trying to say. But how could Dan ever look at him again - he certainly wouldn't want to look at Dan. Dan had gone and ruined exactly what he hadn't wanted to ruin.
"I'm sorry - I'm sorry, I won't - I'll lock the door next time." His mouth ran dry of words then, and he just hoped Akutsu-san wouldn't yell at him or tell him to get out. He didn't want to get kicked out of the Brotherhood, it was the only place that had felt like home in years, he didn't want Akutsu to think he was so disgusting that he never wanted to see Dan again. "I'll stop." It would be hard, but he could try.
Finally.
Fucking finally. That was all Akutsu could think as he shut the door behind him, watching Dan intently all the while. It sure as hell wasn't how he'd ever pictured it, when he'd let himself think about it, but it was something that just hit him right in the chest and the crotch all at once.
Dan wanted him. Dan wanted him to want him. He wasn't even aware of his feet moving, but then all at once he was at the bed, crawling steadily over the mattress. "Finally", he growled softly, bypassing the pillow for now to finish what he'd almost started in the bathroom, twining his fingers around Dan's hair again to bring their mouths together.
The mattress dipped; a hand touched the side of his head and fingers threaded through his hair. Dan's face was tilted up, but before he could do much more than blink, Akutsu-san had -
Had kissed him? What? For a moment Dan was fully too stunned to realize what was going on. No one had ever kissed him before, and he certainly hadn't expected it now. But after a moment his body decided to take over and do its best; he squirmed around to make their mouths fit better and clutched at Akutsu's shirt as though he was going to break it off at any minute and leave again. Dan had no idea what was going on, or why this was happening - Finally, Akutsu-san had said, and Dan didn't know what that meant, but he didn't exactly care at the moment. His world narrowed to the large form above him, and the way their mouths fit together, and the way his heart was pounding...
He didn't get the chance to think about what was going on, and certainly not to ask until what felt like an eternity later, when Akutsu moved and let him breathe. Dan blinked dumbly, wondering why his mouth was still tingling. "Wha- But - I thought you didn't want... that. W-with me." Most of him was quite pleased with the situation, but there was a small part of his rational mind that was still pretty confused.
"Then you're an idiot." Akutsu's lips curved up slightly, still hovered over Dan. "Wanted that forever, just thought you weren't interested. Didn't want to fuck anything up." His hand moved, slipping under the pillow to slide up Dan's leg to his erection. Now that he knew, he sure as hell didn't want to waste any time.
"Want me to finish that for you?"
There was a lot going on in Dan's head all at once. He had been trying to process the idea that Akutsu had wanted him - had wanted him for a long time, no less - when a large, calloused hand slipped under the pillow, up his leg, and higher. For a good number of seconds, the only reply Dan could muster was a whimper that sounded very much like, "Nhhnm." It was a wonder he hadn't come at the touch alone - no one had ever touched him like that, let alone the one person in the entire world he most wanted to -
But what if Akustu-san thought that meant No, instead of That feels as good as every single fantasy I could've ever come up with times ten? Dan swallowed and forced eyes that had closed to open again, trying to look at Akutsu-san even though his face felt like it was on fire. "I... I mean, yes. Yes - p-please," he managed to gasp.
Akutsu let his fingers curl around the hot, velvety flesh he found under the pillow, leaning further over Dan so that the other sank back some. He watched the familiar green of Dan's face blotch and darken, and ran his thumb from the base of Dan's erection to the leaking tip.
"Hey", he said more softly, still staring as Dan's eyes came up to meet his. "Stop thinking so much. You feel sex, not take tests on it." His lips sealed over Dan's again, his tongue making its own demands in Dan's mouth as his hand started to move.
Even if Dan had wanted to think more, that particular function was quickly becoming impossible as the meaning of Akutsu's words managed to register in the back of his mind. "Uh-huh," he murmured, with something like a nod, though it was difficult to nod when his back was being pressed into the mattress and Akutsu's tongue was in his mouth. And Dan found he didn't really care.
This was ten times better than any fantasy or dream he'd ever had - probably more than ten times, but math was even more impossible than thought, as Akutsu's hand began to move and it was so warm and Dan found that his hips were already bucking desperately. He'd been close when Akutsu had burst in on him, and he was closer now, but part of him wanted to hold out as long as he could, to make this last as long as possible. But all he could do was make embarrassing little moaning sounds and gasp and try to hold onto something, hands fisting tighter in Akutsu's shirt as he squirmed restlessly beneath him. "A-Akutsu-san..."
The older mutant sped up his hand in response. He was hard himself, but he wanted to see Dan come, if it came any close to how he'd once pictured it in his mind. The sounds and gasping were driving him nuts, making him want to just rip off his own pants and show Dan how good fucking was. But he wasn't some mindless animal, not here, trapped in Dan's power. His teeth caught Dan's ear, grazing the lobe with his teeth as he stroked the younger mutant firmly.
Dan was pretty much at the limit of what he could take. If he'd been any more coherent, he probably would've been embarrassed that it had taken so little to drive him over the edge. But he wasn't - and he was quite blissful the way he was - as Akutsu's hand sped up and it was probably only seconds more before he came with a half-choked cry, burying his face against the other's shirt as the sensation hit him. It left him panting and a little dazed, and it was no small amount of time before he was finally able to glance up at Akutsu, still breathing heavily, trying to understand that what was going on was real. Dan felt like he must be dreaming, but dreams had never felt so good before.
"Akutsu-san?" he asked carefully, not really sure where to go from here. He had a million questions (and Akutsu probably didn't want to hear any of them), but then he inadvertently glanced down and suddenly he was morbidly curious... With a surge of bravery (or maybe it was just hormones, he thought dizzily), he slid one hand down over the front of Akutsu's jeans, glancing up at the other through dark bangs that had somehow managed to get in his face. "Do you... need help too?"
"Fuck, you need to ask?" Akutsu's eyes slid closed with a short groan, his hips bucking sharply into Dan's hand. The pillow between them took flight, hitting the opposite wall as he moved closer to Dan, nipping along the younger mutant's jaw before once again devouring his mouth.
I guess not... was about all Dan could think, the way Akutsu's hips moved making him want to get closer - which was good, since Akutsu-san had tossed the pillow aside and moved closer of his own volition. Dan kept rubbing, then, feeling silly and turned-on all at once, but he had to wait until Akutsu-san broke their current kiss to ask, a little dazedly, "How... can I help, then?" He had an idea, and then he had other ideas too... some of them were both embarrassing and arousing, but he'd honestly had quite a while to think on just how he could possibly be helpful to Akutsu-san in such a situation. Though, admittedly, none of them would probably come close to the reality... He lifted his hips a little, embarrassed, but kicked his ruined pants and boxers the rest of the way off.
That was a question with way too many answers, Akutsu thought. His mind could come up with half a dozen ways and positions right off the bat, but that would be moving too fast for Dan. "Don't have anything", he muttered, his lube being at Davide's for the moment. "Just don't quit what you're doin'." Reaching down, he unsnapped and unzipped his own jeans, guiding Dan's hand against his bare erection with another groan.
Dan was so busy watching Akutsu's face that he allowed his hand to be guided without comment, until he realized that he was touching skin and he glanced down. Somehow, the sight of his own hand stroking Akutsu-san was quite powerful, and he had to close his eyes for a minute and concentrate on not stopping. He took a few breaths, then opened his eyes, watching Akutsu's face again.
"Okay," he finally managed to answer, swallowing before he gripped the flesh in his palm more firmly and proceeded to experiment, stroking fast, slow, firmly, gently, trying to gauge how he was doing by Akutsu's face, squirming a little on his own as he tried not to end up with the same problem that had gotten him in this position in the first place all over again. But Akutsu-san's face was pretty enrapturing all by itself, and it wasn't hard to narrow his concentration down to his hand and the face before him and ignore everything else.
This was new. Dan's hand kept changing both speed and grip, the randomness driving Akutsu quickly insane. He tended to jerk himself off fast and hard, no need to draw it out or tease. And he never really gave Davide a chance, always pouncing the red haired older man the second his hormones flared. So he was as much in uncharted waters with this as Dan was, in his own way.
In fact, it was getting hard to keep himself up on his elbows. Not wanting to crush Dan, he worked an arm around the younger mutant and pulled him close, sliding beneath him. Dan sat on his thighs now, and Akutsu stared up at him, able to feel Dan in return.
Dan suddenly found their positions reversed. Now he was looking down instead of up, but that didn't make Akutsu's face any less breathtaking to look at. He squirmed a little against Akutsu's legs and tightened his grip a little, thinking that Akutsu probably didn't want to be teased, although it had made him make expressions Dan had never thought he could. He stroked from base to tip and back down again, slow but not too slow, trying to keep the pace even so Akutsu could get used to it, and he was pretty sure the other would tell him if he wanted something else. "L-let me know if you don't like it," he said, though it was hard to get the words out - Dan felt like he'd just run laps around the house.
Akutsu might have retorted back with his usual commentary to questions he thought were painfully idiotic, but he himself was having a hard time focusing on Dan's words. That smaller hand was working him at a steady pace now, and he groaned, bucking his hips slightly, trying to thrust into it. His own hands started to explore, fingernails scraping up the backs of Dan's legs to smooth over his thighs, pausing to run up the green mutant's chest before coming back down to clench of his own hands around Dan's dick.
The way the other's hips were moving indicated he was doing all right, after all, and so did the way Akutsu had been touching him. Dan was starting to approach overload again, spurred on by the hand that closed around him once more. He let out something like a squeak, his hand momentarily faltering before he re-established his grip on Akutsu-san and started stroking again, a little faster. His other hand went to Akutsu's chest for support, and he managed to get his legs beneath him enough to kneel with his knees on either side of Akutsu's legs. He was still having a bit of a hard time believing this was happening, but then again he was pretty sure there was no way he could've come up with a fantasy like this. He wanted to see what it took to push Akutsu over the edge, gripping tighter and trying not to look down at the pale hands on him. Feeling them there was more than enough.
"'Most there...," Akutsu grunted, panting now with need and the building feeling in his whole crotch, ready to explode. Unlike Dan, he wasn't thinking about anything else just yet. His world had narrowed down to a small, sexy green body and the hand working him harder. He could feel Dan's ass bounce against his thighs as he thrust into his hand more vigorously, and his free hand snaked around to feel and squeeze. Looking up at Dan's panting face was all he needed to climax, and he did so with a yell, emptying himself in a gush all over his new lover.
Dan had never felt so overstimulated in his life. It didn't take anything more than the sight of Akutsu's face just then to push him over the edge again with a cry of his own. He slumped, feeling completely and utterly worn out both physically and mentally, aware that he was sticky but not being able to think past that. The hand on Akutsu's chest wasn't really enough to keep him upright anymore, and he slid down a little, trying to ignore the sticky mess he was sliding down into. His breathing evened, slowly, and his brain tried to start working, but he was still overly confused as he glanced up at Akutsu's face.
Had all that really just happened? "I.... uh," was about all Dan could mumble.
Cracking an eye open, Akutsu felt the world tip itself rightside up again. And Dan look like Dan again, his expression confused and uncertain. Hell. His problem was that he didn't talk about things, especially things like this. But something about that out-of-his-depth look of Dan's always prompted him to explain himself, damn it all.
Sucking in a deep breath, he let it out and slit both eyes open, one arm slung over Dan's back to keep him close. "This gonna be a problem for you? Too weird, or some shit? Cause I'm gonna wanna do that again. Hell, in five minutes I'll probably want to."
Dan suddenly found himself laughing for no reason at all. Maybe his brain just didn't have enough air or blood or something. He'd never exactly done... that twice within a span of time so short before. And he'd definitely never fantasized past... well, that part of things with Akutsu-san. He shook his head, wondering if maybe he'd been pretty stupid, all along.
"No - no, it's not a problem, desu," he said, looking at Akutsu-san's face. "But, I mean... it's not a problem for you?" Some rational thought was returning. "I mean... what about Davide-san? What if he... um." Doesn't want to share? Could people share? Was that okay? Did that mean they shared Davide-san too? The thought made Dan blush all over again. There had been one or two particularly bad little fantasies about walking in on Davide-san and Akutsu-san where they didn't mind...
"I say we just fuckin' jump his ass", Akutsu answered, deliberately evading the real question. The problem here--that he just hadn't thought all that deeply on since hell, he figured there was no chance in hell he'd ever get Dan--was that he couldn't say what Davide would think about this. He usually just tackled the redhead and fucked him on the nearest available surface; he wouldn't jump to say they had a conventional or even normal relationship. Even when Davide was inclined to discuss things with him, they weren't particularly personal subjects, and Akutsu rarely participated in the discussions with more than a grunt here and there.
Another problem was that he was a different person around Dan. Outside of the younger mutant's ability, he ran on instinct, and his deeply rooted animalistic nature. Around Dan, he could think more rationally, and consider things logically, even emotionally. Unfortunately, he wasn't as aware of this variable as he should have been, or the problems that could arise from it. Could he really leave one for the other? Could he choose? Even blanketed under Dan's power, his gut instinct was warning him that he couldn't, that it wasn't as simple as he wanted it to be.
The laughter came back, though not quite as much as before. Dan poked Akutsu-san in the shoulder. "I don't know if that would exactly work..." Or would it? Dan had no idea. Were people supposed to talk about stuff like this? But then, Akutsu-san didn't talk. Dan only ever half-expected him to, but that was okay because it was the way he was. And while Dan was pretty sure Davide-san was okay with Akutsu-san being that way too (they wouldn't be dating otherwise, right?), this still seemed like something that... should maybe be discussed. At some point. Right?
"You have to promise to talk to him! I - I mean, it's only fair," Dan pressed. "I like Davide-san. I don't want to make him unhappy." And that was the bottom line. Dan was sick and tired of being unhappy, and he was certainly far from it at this particular moment. But he didn't want Davide-san to be unhappy either. "That's all," he said quietly, leaning down and bravely planting a kiss just to the left of Akutsu's lips. "I like Akutsu-san. But I don't want to be trouble." He smiled. As totally abnormal as the situation was, it was slowly beginning to feel a little more manageable, somehow.
Akutsu grunted his assent, if reluctantly. Exactly how in the hell did Dan expect him to bring up the subject? Just blurt it out and hope Davide didn't do that thing with his power where he could punch holes in his damn eardrums? He liked his jumping idea a helluva lot better than that. At least he knew how to handle the redhead when they were naked and tangled in each other.
He was looking forward to this like a fucking root canal.
Shaking himself back to the present, he felt Dan's kiss miss its mark and land on his cheek. What the...they'd just jerked each other off and he got a fucking peck? He scowled at both the kiss and Dan's self-deprecation, dragging the green-skinned mutant's head back down for a proper damn liplock. When he let them back up for air, his hand came up and ruffled Dan's hair.
"Think you can quit callin' me that, Tai."
Panting a bit for breath, Dan had a feeling he was going to have to get used to kissing like that. It was so much more intense than he'd ever really imagined - then again, when people kissed on TV it was pretty boring and tame. And Akutsu-san was anything but boring and tame. At least he knew that, and he could try to be prepared. And the way Akutsu managed to surprise him with just how not boring or tame he was seemed to be just fine with Dan's body, if things a few minutes ago had been any indication.
He blinked as Akutsu-san spoke again, and realized that he had called him... by his first name. Well, most of it anyway, and it had a nice sound to it, Dan thought, his smile going more lopsided grin. He liked the sound of Akutsu-san calling him that.
... But, "Akutsu-san is Akutsu-san," he said, staring at the other's face. He'd never dared to think of him as anything but - it seemed safer that way. "You... you want me to call you... J-Jin?" He flushed, feeling like the way he said it didn't sound anything like the way the other had said his name. "Jin," he tried again, wanting it to sound more confident, more like it meant something. And not like he was afraid to say it.
"Might as well, yanno...since there's no way in hell you're gettin' rid of me now." Akutsu's eyes flickered at the sound of his own name on Dan's lips. Like any time Davide did the same, it was like a current shot through his body just hearing it. It was a damn good thing that he was spent for the moment, or he'd probably be ready to pop Dan's cherry right now, lube or no lube.
Instead, he latched his mouth on Dan's neck, licking and worrying the green skin with his teeth.
"... Yeah," Dan murmured quietly, trying to wrap his head around the way it had felt to be able to say Akutsu's name, when he'd only just started trying to wrap his head around the way it had sounded when Akutsu had used his. Somehow, on top of all that, hearing that he wasn't going to be getting rid of the other made him grin stupidly, feeling both stupid that he hadn't said something sooner, and giddy over the nonchalant way Akutsu had said it.
And then there was the strangely nice way that the other was biting and licking at his neck, which felt good in a way Dan hadn't ever thought it could. "I don't want to get rid of you, anyway," he said quietly, shifting closer even though they were still sticky, his body feeling spent and slightly limp. "I like it here, with you." Whether he meant the Brotherhood or his bed, he wasn't sure which. Probably both, he thought, glancing down and running his fingers through the other's messy hair, as long as it was under his nose. "I like Davide-san, too," he mused. "I'll share." Sharing was okay with him, if it was okay with Davide. Maybe it would be okay. Dan hoped so.
"Nothin' wrong with Red," Akutsu agreed, letting his eyes shut against the feel of fingers combing through his hair. It was making him sleepy, even, and his body relaxed further, arms still wrapped around Dan. If Dan said anything more, he didn't hear it.
Dan grinned a bit to himself as he realized Akutsu-san was falling asleep; he laughed, softly, and figured it wasn't a bad idea. He was pretty tired, after all. He made sure Akustu wasn't going to wake up with a crick in his neck, and settled down against his chest, thinking he'd definitely have to take a shower when he woke up.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 03:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 03:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 03:46 am (UTC)<3 for the log, though. :D :D
no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 03:48 am (UTC):D; I blame Dan for being a pervert.
no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 03:55 am (UTC)Ahaha, oh, perverty-Dan<3
no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 03:59 am (UTC)XD I don't know when this happened. He definitely forgot to tell me. >>;
no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 04:07 am (UTC)Probably thought you already knew. XD
no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 04:10 am (UTC)Well I didn't, stupid kid. XD; He does know I can't stay mad at him, though. D: He has those big innocent eyes!
no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 10:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 12:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 02:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-14 02:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-18 03:03 pm (UTC)...agreed, though. 8D Whoo~ go Dan!
no subject
Date: 2008-07-21 01:27 am (UTC)