[UshiTen: Just another rainy day in Paris]

Part 16

Tendō had been melting into the wonderful kiss, feeling the way the fit body over him was getting more and more tense, and he just knew that Wakatoshi-kun was overthinking it yet again. He didn't want it to end, the pleasure, as he had been missing this feeling of craving for someone so much. His body was awaking to this, after too many years of depression and despair, and now just the right chemicals were shaking his systems and he, astonishing for himself as well, found himself ready to go.

- Come back... I want more... Don't stop... - he begged, and his fingers dug into the strong shoulders, trying to get Wakatoshi-kun back down, so that they could go on.

- I... wanna say... I just wanna... say...

Wakatoshi had not noticed how his Satori had been sucking the air out of him, and now he was panting. Of course, the first thought his brain prompted up to him was "More breathing exercises!!!", but he shook it off. He had to say something, he needed to, but the words did not come easy.

And then, he said the stupidest thing ever:

- Can I take off your clothes? Please?

Tendō gaped, totally baffled, but then the blush that covered his face was so intense that it spread down to his neck and even his chest. The truth was that he was a little scared of this part. The sex part.

It only made sense that every relationship needed that part too, but he hated to think about the two of them as "in a relationship". Also, it felt like he wasn't ready for that part.

But, on the other hand, it was quite flattering too. Did Wakatoshi-kun want him so much? Really?! Him???

Also, there was this thing that they had already seen each other naked, many times over, plus – it was a really hot day today, and...

He bit his lips, which were already quite swollen due to the intense kissing, and just nodded his "yes". But after Wakatoshi made quick work of it, and got him rid of his T-shirt and boxers, he mewled, suddenly and inescapably shy:

- Why, though? I...

He wasn't let to finish that. Ushijima just mumbled:

- I need to show you. I need you to know what I mean when I say I love you and I want you to stay.

Tendō gasped again. The rough-skinned hands of a volleyball player moved to touch and slide over his thighs, up his hips, over his ribs, brushing slowly over his, by now, erect nipples. Wakatoshi was teasing.

And then he said the strangest words; simple words that Satori had never heard before in his entire life:

- All of you is lovely. All of you deserves worship... Even if you don't love me, I can't stop loving you... And if you let me... I'd like to show you how much. I'll try. I can try.

Satori wanted to cry. This gorgeous man was looking at his quite unattractive body with what could only be described as adoration, yes. He slowly placed his hands over Wakatoshi's hands, giving them a slight squeeze, not failing to notice how the rough palms were protecting his sensitive nipples from that potential pain, and whispered:

- I will forever be your only one. I promise you. In all my years, I never found anyone who can be your match! I feel so lucky that my search is over. Because I'm tired of looking, my Toshi. I want peace. Will you be my only one too?

- I promise.

- Not a lover. Not a husband. Not a friend.

- Yes.