"See?" Shishido teased, pulling Ohtori into the apartment after him. "Clubbing can be fun."

"I haven't set foot in one of those places since high school," Ohtori said with a small smile. "But if it gets you to dress like that more often, I'll gladly go clubbing with you again."

Shishido looked down at his clothes with a raised eyebrow. Black leather pants that fit nicely to show off his body and a dark blue silk shirt that was barely buttoned. "If you like this, remind me to drag you to some clubs in LA or New York City. I can get away with a lot less clothing there."

Ohtori smirked and stepped closer, wrapping an arm around Shishido's waist and pulling him up against him. "Less clothing is always good," he murmured softly, tilting his head to nibble on Shishido's ear. He liked how Shishido gasped and how his hands gripped Ohtori's arms tighter.

"You don't look too bad yourself," Shishido gasped, letting Ohtori draw them closer.

"How can a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt compare to you?" Ohtori asked, pulling away enough to peel the shirt off Shishido's body.

Shishido smirked and pulled at the white t-shirt in question to bring Ohtori's face down to his for a kiss. "Because, you look very good in denim."

Ohtori raised an eyebrow and tried not to laugh, but the way Shishido leered at him made it hard not to. Stifling the laugh against Shishido's neck, Ohtori delivered a little bite to it. "Denim doesn't compare to your leather," he murmured, kissing and sucking on Shishido's neck, relishing the sounds the other man made.

"Choutarou," Shishido moaned, clutching at Ohtori's back. "Bedroom. Now."

Ohtori smiled against Shishido's neck and pulled away, kissing him sweetly. He opened his mouth to say something and was promptly interrupted by a buzz from the buzzer.

"No," Shishido moaned. "Not again!"

"Just ignore it," Ohtori said, kissing Shishido again.

Shishido pulled away and pressed the buzzer angrily to let them up. Ohtori raised an eyebrow and held Shishido from behind, nuzzling his hair. He was going to take Oshitari-san's advice and just pick up exactly where they had left off after Shishido got rid of whoever was stupid enough to interrupt them.

When the knock on the door came, Shishido yanked it open and glared angrily at Atobe.

"I'm going to kill you," Shishido growled, Ohtori kept an arm around Shishido's waist to make sure that death never happened.

Atobe raised an eyebrow, "I see you already have company."

"Leave. Now. You leave now, and I'll forget all about this and not come and gouge your eyes out. Or plot to make your life miserable with Jiroh," Shishido threatened. "Because I can do both. I have large pins that were made for poking eyes out. Handed down from Oedipus. And Jiroh likes tormenting you, so I can give him ammunition."

Atobe grinned and leaned against the door. "Such sweet words you offer me, Ryou."

Ohtori ghosted kisses along Shishido's shoulders to try and calm him down. "Shh…relax, love."

Shishido leaned back against Ohtori, head tilted to the side in an automatic reaction to wanting more. "Keigo," he said sharply, "leave. I'll make your life a living hell if you don't leave right now."

Atobe cast a glance behind Shishido at Ohtori, who was smirking while nuzzling Shishido's neck. "Ah, I see," Atobe smirked back, much to Shishido's confusion. "I'll call in the morning, then. Have fun." He turned and waved as he got back in the elevator.

Shishido closed the door in frustration and sighed. "Why do we always get interrupted?" he asked pathetically.

"We weren't interrupted," Ohtori said, wrapping his arms around Shishido from behind and nuzzling his neck while covertly undoing the laces on the leather pants that acted as a fly. "We were just standing by the door, having a conversation before going into the bedroom."

"You mean, you were molesting me for—" Shishido broke off with a gasp as Ohtori slipped his hand down the front of his pants.

"I'd hardly call that molesting," Ohtori said smoothly as he stroked Shishido's cock. "Now, this, this I would call molesting."

Shishido moaned, pressing back against Ohtori's body. "B-bedroom," he gasped out, biting his lip to keep from moaning too loudly as Ohtori stroked his thumb along the slit of Shishido's cock.

Ohtori pulled away from Shishido, watching as a look of lost confusion spread across Shishido's face before he turned and grabbed Ohtori and dragged him into the bedroom. Ohtori laughed softly as he was pushed up against the door and was stripped of his jeans. Shishido wiggled out of his leather pants, yelping as Ohtori then pulled Shishido to him, tilting his head up and kissing him senseless.

Shishido moaned gratefully, hands threading through Ohtori's hair. Ohtori knew when Shishido gave up the control to him, and rewarded Shishido by laying him out on the bed and exploring his body with hands and tongue. Hands stroked taunt muscles as Shishido arched his back as Ohtori sucked and nibbled at his nipples.

"Choutarou…" Shishido moaned, pulling Ohtori's face away from his chest. "No more. Just…please."

Ohtori licked his lips and grinned wickedly. "Please, what, Ryou?" he teased.

Shishido's lust filled eyes narrowed and he smacked Ohtori's arm. "Bastard," he pouted. "You're gonna make me play this game again, aren't you?"

"Game?" Ohtori asked innocently, sliding off the bed and rummaging around the bedside table's drawer for condoms and lube.

"Get your ass over here," Shishido said sharply, sitting up and glaring at Ohtori, "and fuck me. Now."

Ohtori laughed and sat down, pulling Shishido into his lap and kissing him. "You're getting demanding."

"I have a right to be demanding," Shishido said haughtily, flipping his hair over his shoulder.

Ohtori grinned and moved Shishido so the older man was straddling his legs. "You haven't changed," he teased, slicking his fingers up. "Always so demanding in bed."

"Like you'd complain," Shishido gasped as Ohtori slid one finger inside him slowly. "You like me demanding."

"Mm…I love when you're demanding," Ohtori murmured, nipping at Shishido's ear and sucking on the lobe as he slid another finger in, moving the two around to stretch the muscle.

Shishido wiggled slightly, relaxing his body and adjusting how he straddled Ohtori's lap. "You can add another," he murmured, closing his eyes in pleasure/pain as a third finger was added.

"Wait for it," Ohtori purred, nuzzling Shishido's neck as the moan that escaped from Shishido's lips. Ohtori curled his fingers a bit and brushed against the little gland that had Shishido crying out loudly, eyes flying open, in pure pleasure.

Fingers flexed on his shoulders as Shishido gasped and moaned, wiggling on Ohtori's fingers, wanting more. Ohtori kissed Shishido's Adam's apple and eased his fingers out, much to Shishido's displeasure.

"Choutarou," Shishido moaned pitifully.

"Shh," Ohtori murmured, pushing Shishido down to the bed gently. "Relax."

Shishido watched him with heavy-lidded blue eyes as Ohtori rolled the condom on and slicked himself up before kneeling between Shishido's spread legs. He leaned down and kissed Shishido sweetly as he guided himself to Shishido's entrance. Slowly, ever so slowly, he slid in, breaking off the kiss to nuzzle Shishido's neck. A gasp and moan escaped before Shishido bit his lip and closed his eyes tightly.

Finally Ohtori was completely inside of Shishido. He kissed the corners of Shishido's eyes and then his nose, causing Shishido to open his eyes and smile a bit.

"Okay?" he asked, stroking Shishido's hair.

"Yeah," Shishido said thickly, "I'm good. Move."

Ohtori kissed him and pulled out slowly before thrusting back in, getting used to the rhythm as Shishido tried to bite back his moans. Ohtori sucked on Shishido's ear, causing the other man to cry out in pleasure and then dug his nails into Ohtori's shoulder and bicep as Ohtori hit his prostate.

"Oh gods," Shishido moaned, arching up into Ohtori's thrusts. "Do that again."

Ohtori laughed breathlessly and continued to thrust deep inside Shishido, angling his thrusts to hit the little gland that made Shishido arch his back. He moaned and cried Ohtori's name each time he hit it, clinging to Ohtori as the taller man thrust into him. Ohtori wasn't really sure if it was his hand or Shishido's that gripped their hips, forcing them together constantly.

Leaning down, Ohtori captured Shishido's lips before wrapping his hand around his cock and bringing Shishido over the edge into orgasm. The cry that tore from Shishido's throat was a mangled word that might have been "Choutarou" and "Gods" mixed together, but as Shishido came, Ohtori followed right behind.

Ohtori cried out Shishido's name and came, catching himself on his arm before he fell on Shishido and crushed the slightly shorter man. Shishido looked absolutely gone, his blue eyes hazy with satisfaction. Ohtori leaned down with a smile and kissed his nose before turning onto his side and pulling Shishido to him.

"Love you, Ryou. Love you, love you, love you," Ohtori murmured, dropping kisses wherever his lips could touch.

Shishido shivered slightly in Ohtori's arms and pulled himself closer to Ohtori. "Never stopped," he murmured sleepily. "Not once in all the time I was gone. Always loved you. Always will."

Ohtori frowned, watching as Shishido tried to get as close to Ohtori as he could without sliding under his skin and wearing him like a coat. Just what was Ryou talking about?

The End

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