Wash My Love ~ RuSen version
by the diggler
Warnings: This fic is a YAOI lemon [has explicit boyxboy homosexual content, FOR ADULTS ONLY]
A/N: This is the follow-up/sequel to 'Summer Meltdown'. Or it can be the trilogy ender to 'Liquide Massage' and 'Summer Meltdown'… you choose. When I wrote the first draft for this fic it was a RuSen, but I had a few complaints about the RuSen factor in 'Liquide Massage' so I made it a SenRu. I've been wanting to fix it back to RuSen for a while now, and since a few RuSen fans have been popping up recently, I decided to give it a go ^_^
Disclaimers: Slam Dunk and related characters are the property of Inoue Takehiko et al. The title (and inspiration) for this fic comes from an amazing song by Pearl Jam.
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"... Aishiteru Kaede ..."
Rukawa's eyes flew open.
Did he just hear Sendoh say that he loved him?
Suddenly Rukawa felt Sendoh's lips place a soft kiss on his bare shoulder. Even though it was the lightest of touches, that kiss somehow told him that he had heard correctly.
Vaguely Rukawa noticed Sendoh getting off the bed, but all he could do was watch his lover's back as he headed towards the bathroom, too shocked to even move.
When Sendoh closed the bathroom door behind him, Rukawa's brain finally registered what had just happened...
Sendoh loved him.
Rukawa flopped onto his back with a happy sigh.
Sendoh loved him!
Slowly, but surely, a huge smile found it's way across Rukawa's face.
He was just about to jump out of bed and go after the other boy, when a new realization stopped him, and his smile faded.
Sendoh had thought he was sleeping when he said those words. But he wasn't. He was just... basking, lazily enjoying his afterglow, too exhausted to respond when Sendoh first called his name.
And then those words...
Why didn't Sendoh wait until he was "awake" to tell him?
Could it be that Sendoh was afraid to?
Why would he be afraid?
As much as Rukawa had been surprised to hear those words, at the same time it had made complete sense. Somehow, he had known it all along.
But how could Sendoh not know?
Now frowning slightly, Rukawa stood up and walked to the window. Peering through the closed blinds, he saw that the sun had set, taking away some of the sweltering summer heat with it. Rukawa sighed and turned around to face the room. An amused smirk crept across his face as the sight of clothes thrown every-which-way and a very rumpled bed confessed to the steamy love-making session which that very summer heat had provoked.
But the smirk was quickly replaced with a frown again.
How could Sendoh NOT know?
A fire as intense as the earlier heat of the day began to rise up through Rukawa's body, and he suddenly felt like he was much too far away from Sendoh. He heard the shower turn on, breaking the thick silence of the room, and the sound of running water maddeningly filled his ears, beckoning to him.
He answered that call, filled with purpose as he crossed the room, making his way to his lover.
* * *
Sendoh sighed deeply as he dipped his head under the running water of the shower. His brows furrowed uncharacteristically over closed eyes as his mind flooded with thoughts of the beautiful boy that was his lover...
The warmth of his embrace...
The fire in his kiss...
The steel determination in his eyes as he played ball...
And then the complete trust in them as he smiled that breathtaking smile that no one else ever saw but him...
His long, long legs that were still growing, which sometimes reminded him of an awkward young stag...
And then the absolute grace with which he maneuvered on the court...
The incredible softness of his pale skin...
The velvet of his voice as he laughed that low, sweet laugh of his...
The way he moaned when he was touched in the right places...
Long raven-colored lashes shadowing half-lidded eyes as he threw his head back in passion, breathlessly calling out his name...
Sendoh choked back a sob of frustration and punched the shower wall in an effort to stop the never-ending flow of thought he was immersed in. There were days when he had spent hours drowning himself in this way, but today it was too much for him. Today every thought and image and memory that entered his mind only expanded the overwhelming flood of emotion within him, and now he felt like his chest was about to burst.
Kami-sama! He loved Rukawa so much! And it was so scary...
So damn scary that no matter how much he wanted Rukawa to know the immensity of his feelings, he only had the courage to tell him while the boy was sleeping.
He just couldn't be sure of what would happen if he said it when Rukawa was awake...
Once before, Sendoh had confessed his feelings of love for someone. But that person had rejected him, and Sendoh had been crushed. After that, he thought he could never love again... but then he found Rukawa. And as he and the raven-haired boy grew closer, he truly began to learn about love. This was the real thing. He knew it with every fiber of his being. And now... what would he do if Rukawa didn't feel the same?
Maybe it would be better to not say anything at all.
With another heavy sigh, Sendoh resignedly reached for the soap and began to massage the back of his neck, suddenly aching with carrying the weight of his thoughts. But he knew the only way to truly ease his mind would be to see Rukawa's face before him. He just felt so incomplete when his lover was not near...
* * *
Silently Rukawa entered the bathroom, pausing slightly with caught breath as he beheld Sendoh's amazing form through the glazed shower door. On another day he might've stayed right where he was, watching the older boy with awe, but today the consuming fire within kept him moving forward.
Slowly he slid the shower door open and stepped in behind the other boy. Sendoh had his back to him, his head under water as he soaped the back of his shoulders, and Rukawa's chest constricted in desire at the sight. He slid the door closed behind him, and his movements again went unnoticed, masked by the sound of running water.
Carefully, Rukawa moved closer to his lover, the first sprinkles of water splattering across his heated flesh. But just before their bodies came into contact, Sendoh somehow sensed his presence, turning his head with a surprised gasp. In that moment Rukawa closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around the older boy, hugging him tightly.
His initial surprise passing, Sendoh began to soften in Rukawa's embrace, raising a hand to caress the younger boy's arm. Rukawa loosened his hold a little, and began to plant light kisses on the older boy's neck. Sendoh sighed contentedly and slowly stretched his head back, giving the younger boy's lips better access to more of his skin. Then he felt Rukawa's fingertips lightly slide down his arm, seeking out his hand, and Sendoh suddenly remembered he was still holding the soap. The raven-haired boy took the bar from his fingers, then brought it back to Sendoh's shoulders, resuming the task that had been forgotten.
An appreciative moan rumbled in the depths of Sendoh's throat as Rukawa began to wash him, gently bringing the bar across the tight muscles of Sendoh's upper back, left and right around his defined shoulders. And Rukawa's other hand followed the path of the first, spreading the foamy soap around more evenly as he planted tender kisses on the back of Sendoh's neck. Slowly he slid the bar down Sendoh's spine, smearing the soap all around the spiky-haired boy's lower back, eliciting a long sigh of satisfaction from the older boy.
Then Rukawa slid the soap down even lower, pushing at the top of the crevice between Sendoh's cheeks. The older boy gasped as a tingle of heated electricity shot through his loins, and Rukawa paused in his motions, waiting for Sendoh's invitation. Without hesitation the older boy spread his legs wider, placing his hands on the wall before him and slightly leaning forward.
Rukawa brought the foamy bar lower in between Sendoh's cheeks, sliding it up and down, massaging the outside of Sendoh's tight pucker as his other hand kneaded the older boy's firm rear. Sendoh felt his length hardening in response and he moaned, rocking his hips slightly to meet the raven-haired boy's movements.
But all too soon Rukawa brought the soap up out of Sendoh's cheeks, sliding the bar up the side of Sendoh's waist while on the other side his fingertips traced a path up to Sendoh's chest. Rukawa grinned when the older boy shivered in ticklish response. Wrapping his arms around Sendoh's chest to pull him closer Rukawa pressed his body against his lover's back, and when Sendoh felt the other boy's just as hard arousal nudge against his thigh he shivered again.
The raven-haired boy then returned his mouth to the soft juncture between Sendoh's neck and shoulder, and slowly began to soap the older boy's chest, teasingly twisting his tight nipples with slippery fingers. Sendoh moaned, arching his back into his lover's caresses. And as Sendoh's head rolled back in pleasure, Rukawa's mouth languidly moved up the older boy's neck to nibble at his ear.
Rukawa's hands then slid down Sendoh's rippled abs, pulling his lover even closer as he pressed his stiff member in between the older boy's cheeks. And then he began to move, rubbing himself up and down against his lover's quivering hole as he had earlier done with the bar of soap. Sendoh released an imploring groan, his ignored length desperately needing to be touched.
The raven-haired boy answered the unspoken request, his foamy hand making it's way down to Sendoh's crotch, teasingly sliding the bar of soap down the older boy's stiff member to massage his testicles. Sendoh's hips squirmed, his aching erection twitching for more attention. Thankfully Rukawa did not keep him waiting long, his free hand encircling Sendoh's waiting hardness, and slowly pumping it in time with their rocking hips.
Sendoh groaned. Everything was wonderfully liquid around him and he couldn't get enough of it. He began to rock his hips faster, thrusting himself into Rukawa's foamy hand while the other boy's cock slithered against his rear.
And Rukawa began groaning loudly against the older boy's ear, the slippery smoothness of Sendoh's firm cheeks around his length creating a friction that made him want to quicken the pace even more.
But it was happening too fast. He didn't want it to be over so soon. It was just too good to be so... wet.
With a strangled growl Rukawa forced himself to step away from his lover, and in one quick movement flipped Sendoh around, pinning the older boy between his body and the wall. Sendoh's cry of surprise was short-lived though, as Rukawa's lips hungrily covered his, tongue plunging deeply into his mouth. Sendoh responded with equal need as he wrapped his arms tightly around Rukawa's back, their bodies sliding smoothly into contact as the soap from Sendoh's front met Rukawa's. The two boys moaned into each other's mouths as they squirmed against the other, their hard cocks and tight nipples slipping wetly against each other in between their foamed bodies.
But eventually needing air, the frantic pace of their tongues was slowed to a languid exploration, and the two boys rocked slowly against each other, reveling in the liquid feel of hardness against hardness.
Sendoh pulled back from Rukawa's lips for a moment to watch the younger boy. His lover's eyes were lidded low, his lips parted in heavy breathing, and quivering with each thrust of their grinding hips. Sendoh's breath suddenly hitched at the sight and his heart clenched painfully in his chest. He wanted to speak, he wanted to say it... but he found himself completely incapable of speech, mesmerized by the stunning vision that was his lover.
The younger boy drew close again, his mouth nipping at Sendoh's lower lip for more contact, but the older boy still held back, losing himself as his eyes continued to roam the raven-haired boy's features. Finally Rukawa opened his eyes, curious as to why his lover was not responding, and caught the older boy staring at him in a way he'd never seen before... Sendoh's eyes held too many emotions to count, crossing everything from amazement and awe to starvation and unrestrained desire.
Abruptly Sendoh realized the younger boy's eyes were open, and were boring deeply into his own. Suddenly afraid of what his eyes might reveal, he hugged the boy close, breaking contact with that searching gaze. He felt the younger boy draw in a breath, about to say something, but whatever it was vanished into a moan as Sendoh hastily rubbed himself against the other boy's body again.
He slid his hand down the younger boy's arm, seeking the soap from his hand, and distracted by the resumed friction between their hips the boy released it without protest. Sendoh then pressed the bar against the raven-haired boy's back, gently soaping his shoulders and neck, working slowly down the boy's spine to cup his rear. His fingers inched their way in between those soft cheeks, pressing against Rukawa's pucker, and the younger boy gasped, the muscles there still raw from their intense love-making earlier that day. Sendoh recognized the response and proceeded carefully, lightly caressing the outside of the tender ring with his fingertips. This time Rukawa's gasp was one of pleasure and the boy lifted his leg slightly, wrapping himself around Sendoh's body.
The older boy continued to caress the sensitive hole, massaging it lightly with cool foamy fingers as he placed soothing kisses against the younger boy's neck. Rukawa whimpered into Sendoh's shoulder, clinging to the older boy as he felt his knees turning to jelly. Sendoh moaned, reveling in the soft sounds of his lover's responses. It was music to his ears, and he wanted more...
With a sly smile, Sendoh placed the well used bar of soap back in it's tray, and reached up to detach the shower nozzle...
Before Rukawa even sensed the shift in waterflow, the cool nozzle was pressing against his sensitive pucker, massaging the tender muscles with its cool spray. Rukawa cried out in surprise and pleasure, clinging onto Sendoh even tighter. Then Sendoh shifted the nozzle's position so that the water was shooting inside Rukawa, tickling his pleasure center, and the raven-haired boy groaned loudly. He began rocking himself against Sendoh again, and the older boy moaned at the slippery friction, pulling the younger boy closer to his body. Rukawa's lips sought his and he responded furiously, their undulating movements taking on a sense of urgency.
Then suddenly Rukawa pulled away, eyes burning, and flipped Sendoh around so that his chest was pressed against the shower wall. The younger boy slid his hand down Sendoh's exposed back, around a firm cheek, then up in between, pressing a finger against the older boy's entrance. Sendoh moaned, thrusting his hips back in invitation. Very slowly Rukawa pushed a long, soapy finger inside, exploring his lover's insides. Sendoh shuddered and began to rock his hips again, impaling himself onto the younger boy's probing finger.
Rukawa then pushed in another finger, scissoring them and stretching the older boy wide, and Sendoh moaned loudly as he rode the sensation. Soon Rukawa pushed in a third finger, and Sendoh released a strangled cry, writhing his hips as the younger boy began to slide his foamy fingers in and out of his tight hole.
Suddenly Sendoh felt something tugging at his hand, and he looked down to see his fingers still tightly gripped around the forgotten shower nozzle, which Rukawa was trying to take from him. Sendoh relinquished it to the other boy, and soon he was gasping loudly, cool metal pressed against the base of his cock while his testicles were massaged by the waterflow. Rukawa then began to rub the nozzle back and forth in rhythm with his fingers, and Sendoh squirmed his hips in pleasure.
Finally Rukawa removed his fingers, and placing his hard arousal in between Sendoh's cheeks, slowly penetrated the foamy ring. Sendoh gasped as Rukawa's length filled him, working his hips so that the younger boy's stiff head reached straight to his soft core. Then the younger boy began to thrust, pushing himself into Sendoh's tightness while rubbing the shower nozzle along the other boy's length, every now and then massaging it against the older boy's testicles in slow, circular movements. Sendoh moaned endlessly, his hands clawing at the tiled shower wall, hips pushing back to meet his lover's.
Rukawa picked up the rhythm, his breathing becoming more harsh and ragged as he began losing himself in ecstasy. Soon he was barely able to hold the shower nozzle, let alone maneuver it. But just before he was going to drop it all together the older boy took it from his hand.
Opening his stance a little wider, Sendoh reached through his legs, pressing the cool nozzle against the base of Rukawa's sac. The younger boy cried out as the flow of water shot up in between their bodies, liquefying his cock as he thrust deeply into his lover. Then Sendoh began to move the nozzle back and forth, and he bit his lip against the scream that tried to escape his mouth as the long plastic handle massaged against his own testicles as well.
But Rukawa was totally lost in the heat of passion, groaning loudly as he pushed even deeper into his lover, the flow of water slicking his long, hard thrusts. Finally Sendoh dropped the shower nozzle, losing control completely, releasing a long cry that bordered on wailing as Rukawa's cock drove against his pleasure spot again and again.
Then Sendoh came, yelling Rukawa's name desperately as his body seized with orgasm, and Rukawa went over the edge with his lover, crying out loudly as he filled the older boy's insides.
* * *
The sound of running water was the only noise heard as the two boys remained standing where they were, recovering the pieces of dismembered consciousness. Then dazedly Sendoh turned around to face his lover, lifting a hand to caress Rukawa's flushed cheek as they gazed warmly at each other, rediscovering the familiarities of each other's features. Softly Rukawa's mouth covered his own, and he held the younger boy close as they worshiped each other's lips.
But then Rukawa pulled away, ending the kiss much sooner than he was ready to. The younger boy gave him a small apologetic smile and reached down to pick up the discarded shower nozzle, returning it to it's place while turning off the water. Sendoh watched his raven-haired lover as if under a spell, seeing every single movement as a dance of pure grace.
Then the boy turned around and took Sendoh's hand, pulling the older boy out of the shower with him. Picking up a towel, Rukawa then began to dry Sendoh off... slowly... tenderly... venerating every inch of flesh...
Sendoh remembered a day when he did the very same thing for Rukawa... and suddenly he understood why in that moment Rukawa had been compelled to ask him that question...
"Why are you so good to me?" Sendoh whispered before he realized what he was doing.
The raven-haired boy paused in his ministrations and smiled softly, remembering that day as well. It had been an important day in their relationship, as it marked the beginning of a closeness and trust and intimacy between them that had only gotten stronger every day since then.
But then the smile vanished, and Rukawa became serious.
Sendoh's brows furrowed with uncertainty.
"Because..." Rukawa started...
"...Aishiteru Akira."
Sendoh's heart stopped. He almost couldn't believe what he had just heard.
And then his heart felt like it wanted to leap right out of his chest.
"Kaede..." he breathed before devouring the younger boy's lips, embracing him tightly. Why had he been so afraid that Rukawa didn't feel the same way about him? It was so obvious... he was such a fool...
He pulled away and looked into his lover's eyes, trying to reach through their eternal blue depths to the boy's very core... and he found the way unveiled and open, as it had always been.
"Mou aishiteru Kaede."
The raven-haired boy smiled.
"I know Akira. I've always known."
~ owari
So there you have it. I know I mostly only changed the names around for that one part, but it still seems to me that the same actions take on different meaning with different characters… ne?
click here to check out my fanart for this fic ^_^
RuSen-ized June 14 '03