Against His Will part 107
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krystalkatzficz“Husband…” Kazu whispered as they made their way into their bedroom and Jun turned to look at him with a smile on his face his head tilting to one side questioningly. He was a beautiful man, Kazu thought suddenly his stomach making a strange swirling motion in his stomach as he thought it. His brother’s speech had almost driven the letter his husband had written him out of his mind but not it came back with full force and he remembered with caught breath all of the beautiful things that Jun had said about him…That somebody as beautiful as Jun would say those things about him seemed almost unbelievable.
“Yes…” Jun prompted gently and Kazu cleared his throat and ran his fingers down the front of his shirt saying gently;
“Your father…He has suggested that I talk to a healer…”
“Are you sick?” Jun asked the smile instantly sliding off of his face as he marched the few feet between them and studied him closely his eyes running over his face and eyes and Kazu smiled happy about the concern that he could read in the dark brown orbs.
“I…He says that it will do me good to talk about everything that has happened...” he answered him honestly looking down at his feet “My father and brother…And…You…That maybe if I do I can make some sense of it…”
“…I think that that is a good idea, my sprite…I am always here for you but…I understand that it would be hard for you to talk to me about what happened to you…More so as I am part of the problem…” Jun sighed looking both pained and troubled as he scrapped at the back of his head with his fingertips and Kazu shook his head quickly darting forward and grabbing a hold of the tops of his arms as he whispered vehemently;
“You…I…Care for you husband…I…I enjoy having you around…And…Last night…I did not wholly hate wha-What happened between us…But…”
“Kazu…Forgive me, I must have sounded an insensitive arse…I was not trying to guilt you or force you to say those things to me…”
“I do not! I say them because I feel them…But…I do not understand…And I cannot put into voice what I wish to say...” Kazu mumbled surprising them both by having tears form in his eyes as he almost collapsed down onto his lover’s chest holding him tightly afraid that he would leave the room. “I…try…There is so many things…I wish I could say…But…When I try to say them…The words they die in my throat...And fear comes to my heart…”
“…Then…Will you write to me?” Jun asked gently crouching down and picking him back up so they were almost face to face and Kazu frowned with momentary confusion as he whispered;
“Husband?”
“I noticed that you are more assured when you write…Your letter was filled with many things about you that I could not believe…You could write it as your courtship letter or separately…” Jun smiled again cupping his chin with his hand for just a moment before it became a gentle caress, just ghosting over his skin and causing pimples to form “I do not mind…You may write it in your code and have me try to crack it if it makes you happy, my sprite…”
“I could try that my husband, I…Think that I will make it separate…Just to see if I can…”
“Good…And I think that a healer will be a good thing for you my sprite…I will have you healthy and whole…So I can enjoy as many colours as you can give me…” Jun whispered leaning in so his words were against his ear but somehow, even though they were close, Kazu could tell that he was holding a safe distance between them, making sure that he wasn’t touching him any more than he had to. Kazu flushed though sucking in a deep breath before letting it out in a hiss and saying;
“You! You are not meant to speak of your letter…”
“Forgive me, sprite, but I had a hope to see the pink in your cheeks and you gave it to me…And now your eyes have gone gold…Like the leaves before they fall from the trees…My Kazu…Do you understand the significance of the poem I wrote to you?” Jun asked moving away again now that Kazu seemed calm enough to stand on his own and Kazu gave a half shake of the head licking nervously at his lips “They may not be my words but…They are my feelings…You are my goddess…”
“I…I am not a woman…” He squeaked his ears burning with embarrassment though his heart swelled a little at the sentiment and Jun grinned shaking his head as his eyes swept over his form again whispering;
“No…You are more beautiful than anyone else…Oh how I wish that I had treasured the gift that was given to me that day…”
“My husband…I…You…You…” Kazu stopped speaking, somehow knowing that no words would help at that moment and he wrung his fingers against each other wondering vaguely in his heart how things would be different if it had been this side of Jun that he had met on his wedding day. “I will write my letter for you…Both of my letters…”
“Thank-you…I am eager to read them…”
*~*~*~*~**~
Masaki walked into his and Sho’s bedroom surprised to find his husband stripped to the waist in a chair with soft water droplets running down his arms and chest. His hair was also wet clinging to his face in a way that had Masaki almost moaning with pleasure. The older man smiled with he saw him and crossed over the room his arms sliding around his shoulders pulling him into a slightly wet embrace. Masaki giggled as a few of the droplets dribbled off of Sakurai’s hair and down his cheek and then neck until eventually it ran down his back. Sakurai peppered him with kisses on his face and then asked;
“How did it go with the king, my love?”
“We played chess and then he read a letter for me…” Masaki sighed realising that it was probably a strange way for somebody like him to spend time with the king of the country but, like when he had seen the man with Kazu, it had made him happy that the man had been so nice to him. “The letter was to him from my father, written just before he died…The king had known my father as a teen and had once offered him a place in court, my father refused…But when he found out that Lady Kazuko was pregnant he wrote to the king asking for his protection…”
“I see…”
“The king then offered me his place in court…The place that would have been his if he had lived…” Masaki hummed thoughtfully while Sakurai just repeated himself and prompted gently;
“I see…And…”
“I accepted it…As I said that I would” Masaki told him giving a very small smile “but…It has more meaning for me now…Lady Kazuko and the queen told me stories of my father this morning…I…Have never heard people talk about him before and it made him seem more real to me…Will you like to hear them?”
“Yes…I would like nothing more…But it will have to be later, my love…” Sakurai sighed his eyes falling to the ornate clock on the before mantelpiece “I have to see my father from the palace…Will you come with me?”
“Yes, my husband…” Masaki nodded. He had no desire to see the man again but for his husband he would stand beside him.
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
“Yes…” Jun prompted gently and Kazu cleared his throat and ran his fingers down the front of his shirt saying gently;
“Your father…He has suggested that I talk to a healer…”
“Are you sick?” Jun asked the smile instantly sliding off of his face as he marched the few feet between them and studied him closely his eyes running over his face and eyes and Kazu smiled happy about the concern that he could read in the dark brown orbs.
“I…He says that it will do me good to talk about everything that has happened...” he answered him honestly looking down at his feet “My father and brother…And…You…That maybe if I do I can make some sense of it…”
“…I think that that is a good idea, my sprite…I am always here for you but…I understand that it would be hard for you to talk to me about what happened to you…More so as I am part of the problem…” Jun sighed looking both pained and troubled as he scrapped at the back of his head with his fingertips and Kazu shook his head quickly darting forward and grabbing a hold of the tops of his arms as he whispered vehemently;
“You…I…Care for you husband…I…I enjoy having you around…And…Last night…I did not wholly hate wha-What happened between us…But…”
“Kazu…Forgive me, I must have sounded an insensitive arse…I was not trying to guilt you or force you to say those things to me…”
“I do not! I say them because I feel them…But…I do not understand…And I cannot put into voice what I wish to say...” Kazu mumbled surprising them both by having tears form in his eyes as he almost collapsed down onto his lover’s chest holding him tightly afraid that he would leave the room. “I…try…There is so many things…I wish I could say…But…When I try to say them…The words they die in my throat...And fear comes to my heart…”
“…Then…Will you write to me?” Jun asked gently crouching down and picking him back up so they were almost face to face and Kazu frowned with momentary confusion as he whispered;
“Husband?”
“I noticed that you are more assured when you write…Your letter was filled with many things about you that I could not believe…You could write it as your courtship letter or separately…” Jun smiled again cupping his chin with his hand for just a moment before it became a gentle caress, just ghosting over his skin and causing pimples to form “I do not mind…You may write it in your code and have me try to crack it if it makes you happy, my sprite…”
“I could try that my husband, I…Think that I will make it separate…Just to see if I can…”
“Good…And I think that a healer will be a good thing for you my sprite…I will have you healthy and whole…So I can enjoy as many colours as you can give me…” Jun whispered leaning in so his words were against his ear but somehow, even though they were close, Kazu could tell that he was holding a safe distance between them, making sure that he wasn’t touching him any more than he had to. Kazu flushed though sucking in a deep breath before letting it out in a hiss and saying;
“You! You are not meant to speak of your letter…”
“Forgive me, sprite, but I had a hope to see the pink in your cheeks and you gave it to me…And now your eyes have gone gold…Like the leaves before they fall from the trees…My Kazu…Do you understand the significance of the poem I wrote to you?” Jun asked moving away again now that Kazu seemed calm enough to stand on his own and Kazu gave a half shake of the head licking nervously at his lips “They may not be my words but…They are my feelings…You are my goddess…”
“I…I am not a woman…” He squeaked his ears burning with embarrassment though his heart swelled a little at the sentiment and Jun grinned shaking his head as his eyes swept over his form again whispering;
“No…You are more beautiful than anyone else…Oh how I wish that I had treasured the gift that was given to me that day…”
“My husband…I…You…You…” Kazu stopped speaking, somehow knowing that no words would help at that moment and he wrung his fingers against each other wondering vaguely in his heart how things would be different if it had been this side of Jun that he had met on his wedding day. “I will write my letter for you…Both of my letters…”
“Thank-you…I am eager to read them…”
*~*~*~*~**~
Masaki walked into his and Sho’s bedroom surprised to find his husband stripped to the waist in a chair with soft water droplets running down his arms and chest. His hair was also wet clinging to his face in a way that had Masaki almost moaning with pleasure. The older man smiled with he saw him and crossed over the room his arms sliding around his shoulders pulling him into a slightly wet embrace. Masaki giggled as a few of the droplets dribbled off of Sakurai’s hair and down his cheek and then neck until eventually it ran down his back. Sakurai peppered him with kisses on his face and then asked;
“How did it go with the king, my love?”
“We played chess and then he read a letter for me…” Masaki sighed realising that it was probably a strange way for somebody like him to spend time with the king of the country but, like when he had seen the man with Kazu, it had made him happy that the man had been so nice to him. “The letter was to him from my father, written just before he died…The king had known my father as a teen and had once offered him a place in court, my father refused…But when he found out that Lady Kazuko was pregnant he wrote to the king asking for his protection…”
“I see…”
“The king then offered me his place in court…The place that would have been his if he had lived…” Masaki hummed thoughtfully while Sakurai just repeated himself and prompted gently;
“I see…And…”
“I accepted it…As I said that I would” Masaki told him giving a very small smile “but…It has more meaning for me now…Lady Kazuko and the queen told me stories of my father this morning…I…Have never heard people talk about him before and it made him seem more real to me…Will you like to hear them?”
“Yes…I would like nothing more…But it will have to be later, my love…” Sakurai sighed his eyes falling to the ornate clock on the before mantelpiece “I have to see my father from the palace…Will you come with me?”
“Yes, my husband…” Masaki nodded. He had no desire to see the man again but for his husband he would stand beside him.
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
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Date: 2015-02-24 09:53 pm (UTC)ganbatte with your training and sorry for not commenting everyday like before, RL can be so busy TT I wished I was always in vacations xD