Release Me ~ Part 6
by the diggler
Warnings: This chapter contains YAOI lemon [explicit boyxboy homosexual content, FOR ADULTS ONLY]
A/N: Here 'tis! The final part to my mega-pwp-lemon fic!
sendoh: *pouting*
but what about me? Don't I get to have fun with RuRu anymore?
diggler: awwwww… I could never forget you SenSen, it's just
that I'm into the threesome thing right now.
sendoh: *grins* so you're gonna write a threesome for me and Ru?
With who? Ne, tell me tell me!
diggler: ^^;;;; down boy. Maybe later…
sendoh: how bout I join in this fic? Make it a foursome? The more
the merrier, ne? NE?
diggler: *whacks sendoh upside the head* DOWN I SAY! AWAY YOU
CRAZED HENTAI!!!! Geez…
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and related characters are the property of Inoue Takehiko et al. But how he keeps that horny hedgehog Sendoh under control is beyond me…
~
He woke up alone, hands twisted in his blanket, searching for something that wasn't there.
Rukawa cursed.
Was it just another dream?
He sat up, focusing on his surroundings, searching for some sign that would tell him whether what had happened was real or not.
That was when he realized he was still in the living room, not his bedroom. And that was when he felt the fresh ache of a rawness in his body that he had never felt before.
It had been real...
But he was still alone.
Rukawa cursed again.
Well... at least they had the decency to bring him his pillow and blanket…
With a resigned sigh Rukawa stood up, wearily dragging himself back to his bedroom.
But as soon as he stepped through his bedroom door he froze, his heart quickening when he realized what he was seeing... beautiful naked flesh lying across his bed, Mitsui holding Kogure from behind as the two boys slept peacefully.
Rukawa observed his sempais with deep longing, almost not wanting to move for fear of disturbing the mesmerizing perfection of the scene.
Almost.
He went to kneel at the edge of the bed, bringing the back of his knuckles to brush against Kogure's soft cheek. The older boy stirred at the light touch, slowly blinking open his cinnamon eyes. Seeing Rukawa, the boy smiled.
"You're awake." Kogure said. Rukawa nodded.
The older boy opened his arms, inviting Rukawa to join them.
He slowly lowered himself onto the bed, hesitantly moving into the brown-eyed boy's embrace.
"I thought you'd left." he whispered.
"Of course not. We're not done with you yet." the older boy replied, a mischievous gleam in his eye. Rukawa was silent.
"When will you... be done with me?" he asked cautiously.
"What, tired of us already?" Kogure teased.
"No." he replied, voice barely a whisper.
Kogure's brows furrowed in concern at the seriousness in his tone.
"Rukawa-kun, do you... do you think we're playing with you? That we're just... using you?" Kogure asked.
He didn't answer, unable to meet the older boy's searching gaze.
"Don't ever think that. You are a part of us now." Kogure insisted.
He felt a hand on his cheek, forcing him to turn and meet warm brown eyes.
"If we didn't care about you as much as I know you care about us, we would never have let you in to begin with." the older boy said.
"But won't things get... complicated?" he asked.
"Why?" Kogure replied. "You need us, we both need you. It's that simple."
Rukawa frowned slightly, still unsure, but Kogure gave him an assuring smile, pulling him close for a heartfelt kiss. He couldn't help but soften in the older boy's arms, his worries fading with each passing moment, and it wasn't long before his body felt the stirrings of a new need…
He reached his hand up to Kogure's chest, letting his thumb lightly graze the pink nipple there, and the older boy mewled at the touch, arching into his caress. Encouraged by the reaction, Rukawa deepened their kiss, his need growing steadily as he sucked slowly but hungrily on Kogure's tongue and lips. The older boy mewled again and Rukawa pinched the nipple softly, twisting and teasing it until it was a hard nub in his fingers and Kogure was whimpering for more.
Leaving the darkened nipple behind he slid his palm down the smooth contours of Kogure's back, gliding it over the soft curves of the boy's hips and reaching low to fondle his awakening length. The older boy gasped, his hips twitching in response, and he replied with a hand around Rukawa's own rising arousal. Languidly they caressed each other, exploring and discovering, moaning softly into each other's mouths.
"Hey, having fun without me?" a groggy voice complained.
Kogure pulled away from Rukawa's mouth with a grin.
"It's about time you woke up." Kogure told his scar-faced lover.
The brown-eyed boy rolled over and gave Mitsui an impassioned kiss, pushing the newly-risen boy onto his back. Then Kogure slid down the bed, positioning his face over Mitsui's already stiffening cock, and began to caress the hardening flesh with his tongue.
Mitsui groaned, fully awake now.
The scar-faced boy wrapped an arm around Rukawa, pulling him close for a kiss.
"Good morning gorgeous." Mitsui teased through heavy breaths.
"Hn." Rukawa huffed at the feminine endearment.
"Awww don't be like that." The scar-faced boy said, slowly sliding his hand down Rukawa's spine. Rukawa squirmed when Mitsui paused, teasingly stroking the small of his back, then with a smirk the older boy began to inch his hand lower. A gasp escaped Rukawa's throat when fingertips brushed against his tender ring, and he found his legs parting, giving the scar-faced boy better access. He hissed as the older boy began to caress the sensitive muscle, and instinctively pressed himself into Mitsui's hip, rubbing his arousal against the scar-faced boy's smooth skin.
"Yeah... be like that..." Mitsui murmured appreciatively. "You like that don't you?"
Rukawa nodded, eyes clenched shut as he grasped the older boy's shoulders tight, thrusting and moaning as Mitsui's fingers soothed and teased his raw flesh. Then suddenly those fingers left his rear, and before he could think to protest he felt Mitsui's hands grab the back of his neck, pulling him down for a crushing, searing kiss. They did not part until they were both dizzy and desperate for air.
Rukawa slowly opened his eyes, struggling to regain his bearings, but when his focus cleared he found himself breathless again, rendered speechless by the sudden intensity of Mitsui's gaze.
The older boy cautiously reached up, his fingertips carefully tracing Rukawa's jaw where his punch had landed earlier, softly outlining the darkened flesh of the bruise he had given.
Rukawa's eyes widened, surprised by the tenderness in the scar-faced boy's touch. He dipped his head lower, bringing his lips to those apologizing fingers.
"Gomen." Mitsui whispered. "I just get so protective over him." the scar-faced boy explained.
"I understand." he replied softly.
"Do you?" Mitsui asked, eyes narrowing as they bored deeper into his.
Rukawa met the older boy's gaze, unflinching.
"I would never hurt him. I swear it." Rukawa told him.
A tense moment passed as the older boy's eyes continued to search his, then finally Mitsui relented, smiling as their eyes connected in a silent understanding.
Then abruptly the older boy's breath hitched, biting his lip against a groan, and his attention was drawn downwards, to the boy between his legs.
"Look at him..." Mitsui said, looking down at the brown-eyed boy. Rukawa turned, and his erection throbbed painfully at the sight of Kogure's mouth bobbing up and down Mitsui's length.
"Do you know how good it feels to be inside him? Really inside him?" Mitsui continued, his fingers combing through Kogure's hair as the boy's brown eyes gleamed up at them, "Do you want to know?"
Rukawa nodded, biting his lip with desire.
"Good. But first..." Mitsui shifted, pulling himself out of Kogure's mouth as he pushed Rukawa onto his back. The older boy leered at him wolfishly as he slid down the bed next to Kogure. "Do you know how much we love the way you taste?" Mitsui said. Kogure laughed in agreement, giving him a naughty grin. Then Mitsui's mouth clamped onto his cock, and he yelped at the sudden sensation, his hips bucking up into that warm, wet cavern. The scar-faced boy moaned appreciatively as he pumped his lips loosely around Rukawa's length, creating a soft vibration around the sensitive head that left his hips trembling, but all too soon Mitsui pulled away, leaving him groaning in frustration.
"Keep him wet Min-kun." he heard the scar-faced boy say. Kogure nodded, his lip curling up slyly as he positioned himself in between Rukawa's legs. Then Kogure parted his lips, blowing softly against his moist flesh, and his hips squirmed involuntarily at the tease. A long lick from base to tip, and he groaned in agony, grasping at the bedsheets. Finally he was engulfed in unbelievable wetness, a gentle sucking pressure rhythmically pulling on his pulsing flesh, making him shiver and gasp in pleasure.
And then Mitsui was straddling his chest, guiding the tip of his erection past his lips, pushing them open. He slid his hands up the back of the older boy's thighs, cupping his rear and pulling him closer, swallowing him whole. Mitsui threw his head back, groaning loudly as he began to thrust himself into Rukawa's warm mouth.
Rukawa let his fingers roam the scar-faced boy's back, mewling as Kogure worked on his own crotch, the boy's soft strands of hair tickling the insides of his thighs. Soon he felt Mitsui's hand slip under his head, supporting him as the scar-faced boy quickened his pace.
Then Rukawa began sucking harder, his fingers teasing the soft skin in between the older boy's firm cheeks, pressing against the clenched ring. Mitsui gasped loudly, his eyes drawn down to Rukawa's, and locked in a burning gaze. A strangled groan escaped Mitsui's throat, the sight of his cock driving in and out of Rukawa's mouth almost instantly pushing his senses into overload, but at the last second, Mitsui pulled out of his mouth with an anguished cry. Rukawa watched confused as the older boy came into his own hand instead.
Breathing raggedly, Mitsui slowly made his way down the bed, back to Kogure. Understanding dawned on Rukawa as the older boy brought his hand in between the soft cheeks of Kogure's upturned rear, lubricating him as he pushed sticky fingers inside. The brown-eyed boy moaned around Rukawa's length, and the vibration made his hips twitch in response. His body began to quake, racked with desire and the agonizing need for more.
He looked on with tortured lust as Kogure thrust his hips back, impaling himself onto Mitsui's probing fingers as the scar-faced boy stretched him, preparing him. And then the older boy pulled Kogure away, leaving Rukawa's dripping member to shiver in the cold air.
Carefully Mitsui maneuvered Kogure back onto the bed, lying down alongside him and reaching low to stroke the boy's flushing crotch. Kogure moaned at the touch, but the sound disappeared into Mitsui's mouth as their lips came together in a soft, tender kiss. When the scar-faced boy pulled away he leaned down to whisper into Kogure's ear, and the brown-eyed boy smiled up at Mitsui in response, kissing him again.
Then the scar-faced boy pulled back, and Rukawa's gut leapt with anticipation when Kogure turned to him, motioning for him to come closer. As he leaned over to cover Kogure's mouth with his own, he felt the older boy's arms wrap around his back, pulling him across until he was lying fully on top of the other boy's body. He groaned when their stiff cocks brushed against each other, and he steadied himself to keep the contact, slowly rubbing himself against the older boy's hardness. The brown-eyed boy moaned at the friction, wrapping his legs around Rukawa's back and holding him close.
"Rukawa-kun..." Kogure gasped. "I want you now... onegai..." the boy begged.
Almost instantly he felt Mitsui's hand slide down to his crotch, guiding his bulging length to Kogure's waiting, wet pucker.
Carefully Rukawa pushed his tip through, shivering and groaning as tightness clenched around him.
"Don't wait Rukawa-kun... I need you..." Kogure moaned. And the brown-eyed boy squeezed his legs around Rukawa, taking in his cock to the hilt.
Rukawa cried out at the unbelievable friction, the soft velvety warmth of Kogure's insides around his engorged hardness. He didn't even notice Mitsui's hands on his hips, guiding him in a slow thrusting motion, until he felt the scar-faced boy's lips against his ear, whispering words of encouragement.
"Yes... that's it... doesn't he feel amazing?"
Rukawa groaned in response.
"Now move your hips a little to the right..."
He was rewarded with a loud cry from beneath him, Kogure clinging to him even tighter.
"Oooh... well done... you're doing so good..." Mitsui said as he caressed Rukawa's backside.
"Yes Rukawa-kun... so good... " Kogure moaned.
He began to push deeper, urged on by Mitsui's coaxing words in his ear, and unbelievably turned on by the way Kogure was responding to him. He had waited so long for this… so long…
Then suddenly Mitsui's hand was pressing in between his cheeks, and a finger slid into his rear, probing against his hidden nerve in time with his rocking hips. He cried out loudly in surprise, and when a second finger joined the first he instantly went up onto his knees, parting his legs wider and allowing Mitsui a deeper reach.
"Rukawa-kun!" Kogure gasped, the new position pushing his thighs even further back, leaving him completely open for the taking.
Plunging deep into the older boy's body, Rukawa quickened his pace, immersing himself in the pleasure that was offered. And the boy beneath whimpered desperately, holding on tightly as he returned thrust for thrust.
"More!" the brown-eyed boy cried out, cheeks and lips flushed dark as his head tossed frantically from side to side.
Rukawa threw his head back, moaning uncontrollably as he drove even harder into Kogure's heat, Mitsui's fingers mercilessly rubbing against his prostate with each push.
"Sempai…" he groaned, unsure as to which of the boys he was calling to... probably both... it didn't really matter anymore... he was losing himself again... every nerve in his body screaming for release…
"Ohhh god… Rukawa-kun!" Kogure moaned, writhing madly underneath him.
"Sempai!" he cried again, any second about to burst.
"Come for me Rukawa... I want to see your face when you go!" Mitsui growled into his ear.
"Yes Rukawa-kun! Now!" Kogure screamed.
That sent him over the edge. With an agonized wail he exploded, releasing his climax into Kogure's clenching muscles as the older boy's fluid squirted against his stomach.
Gasping for air, he didn't move from where he was, letting every last twitch of orgasm run it's course through his body. Then slowly he came back down to earth, felt the heaving chest beneath his own, and opened his eyes.
His breath caught at the sight that greeted him, his chest floating as Kogure graced him with the most amazing smile he'd ever seen. He found himself leaning down to worship that smile with his lips, and his skin tingled at the connection, his body reveling in its newfound sensitivity, the heady glow of aftermath.
"That was fucking beautiful." Mitsui whispered in his ear.
He felt the older boy tenderly brushing the damp hair away from his face, and turned to see Mitsui looking at him with awe. Soon another pair of lips were pressing against his own, dizzyingly soft and strangely numbing at the same time. Then carefully Mitsui pulled him back, making him withdraw from Kogure with a shudder.
As he collapsed beside the brown-eyed boy Mitsui leaned in, briefly touching his lips to Kogure's, and the boy sighed in response, smiling drowsily. Then Mitsui pulled back, hovering over them with a smirk, and began to move down the bed, licking his lips thirstily on the way.
The scar-faced boy took Kogure's softening flesh into his mouth to suckle the last drops, then lifted the boy's legs to lap at the stickiness trickling onto his thighs. The brown-eyed boy weakly whimpered Mitsui's name, shivering gingerly with every caress of his lover's tongue.
Then Mitsui moved towards him, and as his stomach was licked clean, he heard himself mumbling the scar-faced boy's name incoherently, still dazed and reeling from the force of his climax.
Mitsui chuckled at his state of incapacitation and moved back up on the bed, grinning like a satisfied cat as he watched the two exhausted boys fall asleep in each other's arms.
* * *
He woke up surrounded in warmth, Mitsui's strong embrace from behind, his own arms wrapped around Kogure's back.
Dipping his nose into a mass of soft brown hair, Rukawa inhaled deeply, taking in Kogure's intoxicatingly sweet scent. He pulled back with a soft smile on his lips, eyes closing as he sighed in content. His fingers slid down to caress Mitsui's forearm, exploring the callused knuckles of the hand he found resting on his waist. The older boy stirred in his sleep...
"Get away you crazed hedgehog..." the scar-faced boy muttered.
Rukawa paused, arching a quizzical eyebrow.
Then he heard a muffled giggle coming from his other side.
He looked down to see Kogure observing him, an amused twinkle in his eye.
Suddenly Mitsui tightened his hold around Rukawa.
"Mine." Mitsui said, still sleeping.
Kogure smiled warmly at him, and Rukawa felt his lips tugging up into something similar. The older boy kissed him warmly.
"... and Min-kun's." Mitsui added as an afterthought.
Kogure laughed again, nuzzling his face back into Rukawa's chest.
Rukawa hugged him close, secure in the arms of his two new lovers.
It was that simple.
~ owari
Yay! Happy ending! ^_______________^
*sighs* I love these boys, but I've never been satisfied with this fic, and probably never will be no matter what I do to it… so I've written more for them!
CLICK HERE to read an angstish side-ficlet that explores some of the thoughts each character has during different times in the story related to their "transgressions" against their loved ones (maybe next time i'll write something smuttier ^^;;;)
ps: Anyone wanna doujinshify this? go ahead! make this hentai happy. It'd probably be better as a dj anyway ^_~
completed Nov 30 '02 ~ revised July 22 '03