Orihara walked ahead as he led Kento to the bedroom.
“Doctor, are you sure?” Kento asked while he took Orihara’s pajamas off. “I don’t want you to say that it’s a mistake again.”
Orihara flushed and shook his head. Once they were naked and on top of each other, Orihara’s body seemed so fragile in comparison to his own body, which had grown a lot over their time apart. Kento hesitated for a moment. I have to make sure it doesn’t hurt.
He lay down on his side facing Orihara so he wouldn’t put any weight on the other man.
“Hold onto me,” he said, as he wound Orihara’s arms around his neck. He held the man close as they both lay on their sides, and lifted one of Orihara’s legs so that he was straddling Kento’s leg, and entered him that way. Orihara gasped a little from the tight squeeze, but eventually loosened up as he grew accustomed.
It had been a year since their last time in bed, but for Kento, the feeling of being inside Orihara was exactly as he’d remembered it. He hasn’t changed at all. He’s warm, soft, and gentle. Orihara filled him with so much pleasure, so much happiness.
“Doctor, I love you… I’ve always loved you,” he whispered to the man who desperately clung to him. Orihara’s face was buried in Kento’s neck, but he nodded in response.
Kento let go of the leg he was hoisting up and reached down to Orihara’s lower regions and stroked him. Ragged breaths burst at his ear, just as they had that night. The breaths turned to sweet moans and were sucked into his own feverish heat.
✦ ✦ ✦
As their intimacy reached its peak, the man’s slender arms tightened around Kento’s neck.
“Doctor…”
Orihara let out a short cry as his soft body bucked. Kento held him tightly. After climaxing, Orihara’s strength left his body and he was no longer able to hold onto Kento. Kento laid Orihara down on the sheets and decided to make love to him face-to-face this time.
“I can see you better like this,” he whispered. “Doctor, you’re beautiful.”
Orihara hid his face from embarrassment.
“No, don’t do that. Show me your face,” Kento said, gently prying his hands away. “I missed you. I wanted to see your face. You were all I was thinking about.”
✦ ✦ ✦
As he slowly and reluctantly detached his body from Orihara’s, Kento gently took him back into his arms. He brushed up the man’s damp hair and kissed his sweating forehead.
“Doctor, did you sleep with me as a way to say thanks?” he asked.
“No, I didn’t,” Orihara said, looking up at Kento with reddened cheeks.
“Oh. Good.” Relieved, Kento buried his face in Orihara’s hair. “Did you see me on TV?”
Orihara nodded silently. After a pause, he began to speak in a low voice.
“I was… happy that you debuted. I watched as much of you as I could… though I was busy with work and I couldn’t always. But I recorded the shows so I could watch them later.”
“Really? So did you watch that episode of Music Map?”
Orihara nodded.
“Did you get the message that I love you?”
Orihara blushed again, but nodded and continued to speak.
“I was filled with so much happiness to see you singing and dancing again.”
Kento ran his fingers through Orihara’s soft hair. “Does that mean I was the one to bring you happiness?”
“Yes.”
It was everything Kento had wished for. Satisfied, he buried his face in Orihara’s hair again. He decided to take a leap of faith with his next question.
“Hey, Doctor, do you love me?” he asked.
There was a brief silence, after which came his answer in a dubious voice.
“I think so.”
“Honest. That’s just like you, Doctor,” Kento chuckled as he stole Orihara’s lips again. ‘I think so’ was enough. His biggest wish had already come true ? to bring happiness to the person he loved most. Now, they had all the time in the world to spend together. He would take his time to make the man fall in love with him.
Kento sighed in contentment as he released Orihara from their kiss. He felt like his whole body had been filled to the brim with something hot and sweet. He laid a finger on Orihara’s chin and turned his face towards him, and gazed at his beloved’s face.
“There’s a song I wrote ? will you listen to it together with me? I thought of you when I was writing the lyrics.”
Orihara slowly opened his eyes and tilted his head. “You wrote a song?”
“Yeah. I wrote the lyrics to one of the songs in our first album. I’m kind of like Paul or John, don’t you think?”
Kento crawled out of bed and went to grab his backpack. He pulled out a Chronos CD and showed it to him.
“See? It’s this song ? ‘Sand Glass’.”
“Did you really write the lyrics?”
Orihara looked astonished, which made Kento feel a little proud. He sat down on the bed and cupped Orihara’s face with his hands.
“Yeah. I wrote it with all my love,” he whispered, as he bent forward to kiss him.
I wrote it to send it to you.