Don't let go of that hand... (BoyxBoy) Junjou Romantica fanfiction +18

Chapter 4 "My One And Only"

"I want you to fall in love with me..."


Chapter 4

Hiroki yawned tiredly as he approached his apartment. All was silent in the hallway except for his light footsteps and labored breathing; no one else was out and about it seemed. He glanced at his watch, reading five-thirty. Nowaki would be at home already.


Fumbling in his pockets and shifting paperwork in his hands, Hiroki found the key and lazily unlocked the door. Upon walking inside, he discovered Nowaki laying on the couch, his nose buried into a seemingly acquiescent book. He glanced up, a cheerfully goofy grin adorning his features. "Hiro-san! Would you like me to make dinner?"

"Not now, Nowaki..." Hiroki had set down his armload of paperwork in its designated spot on his desk, bringing an aching hand up to massage his throbbing temples. Everywhere ached. He needed a warm shower and a good night's sleep to cure his unbearable fatigue.

"Are you sure you don't need anything?" Nowaki had set his book down on the coffee table and was walking over to the irritated Hiroki.

"I need a shower, that's all..." Next moment, Hiroki slammed the door to the bathroom in a rushed huff.

Nowaki blinked. He wondered what had upset the older man so much. It couldn't have been Nowaki's fault, could it?

Sighing, he returned to his book. It was a medical study about the practical uses of general medicine that he had to read for one of his classes. Honestly, it bored him to tears as he knew most of these purposes, but it was necessary...

A few minutes later, Nowaki found himself nodding off and wasn't able to concentrate at all. He couldn't get Hiroki off of his mind; in the shower, drenched and naked... Water trailing down his lean, toned body...

He couldn't resist. Nowaki set the book back down on the table and crept silently to the bathroom. Even with the door closed he could hear the water spattering the floor of the bathtub. Ever so quietly he slipped inside the steamy bathroom; Hiroki remained oblivious to his entry.

"Nnnn... Nowaki..." Hiroki breathed behind the thin white shower curtain.

Nowaki perked up as he stripped off his clothes in a hurry. He could tell that Hiroki was... tending to his manhood. It flattered Nowaki that the older man thought of him in such arousing situations. A smirk showing evidently on his face, he peeked inside the curtain to find Hiroki stroking himself and facing the shower head in the opposite direction, soft moans escaping him.

Now was his chance. Nowaki's smirk widened as he hopped into the hot shower and wrapped his long arms around Hiroki.

"Fuck! Nowaki, get your ass outta here! I mean it!" he blushed bright crimson as his young lover placed tender lips on his shoulder-blade. "B-Bastard! Stop it!"

"Oh, but Hiro-san... You need my help," Nowaki purred, his tongue lapping at the skin before him.

"I-I'm perfectly capable of taking a shower by myself!"

"You said my name, Hiro-san..." He brought one hand down to Hiroki's neglected shaft, giving it a smooth stroke.

There was no arguing with that, but Hiroki wouldn't give in yet. "H-How do you know that's what I said? You c-could have misheard me!" His breath hitched as Nowaki's touches gained more of a purpose.

"Just give it up, Hiro-san." Nowaki turned Hiroki around to face him, ensnaring him in a passionate kiss. With a simple touch of his talented tongue, Nowaki had Hiroki shivering violently in pleasure, yearning for more sensual touches. Both of their tongues met and promptly intertwined, their hot breaths mingling tastefully.