Chapter 16 #3
Luka brought his cock to Reno’s entrance and teased it, watching as Reno clenched and then relaxed when the head swiped against sensitive flesh.
Reno lifted his arm just enough to give Luka a heavy look, then shifted, ever so slightly, so his hips tilted up in silent permission for Luka to do as he pleased.
He asked anyway, “Do you want me?”
Reno bit his lip and nodded, and Luka briefly pinched the inside of Reno’s thigh.
“You have to say it.”
Reno let out a timid laugh. “I do.” His arm was now on his forehead so that he could peer down at Luka, and the expression on his face was so soft, fond, and open that it would be shocking if it were anyone but Reno making that face.
“Please," he said, before closing his eyes again and letting his arm slide down to cover them.
Luka lined himself up and pushed until the tip was inside of Reno, listening to him breathe, listening to his name fall from Reno’s lips. He paused, reached up to pull Reno’s arm away, then grabbed Reno by the jaw, tilting his face to make him look at Luka, before pushing the rest of the way in.
Reno’s jaw went slack with a moan and his eyelids fluttered, and Luka could see the way Reno fought to keep them open so he could return Luka’s gaze.
Luka murmured, “Good boy," and tugged on Reno until he could reach him to kiss.
Reno’s lips were open and obedient against Luka’s before Luka released his hold on Reno and let him fall back onto the bed. He looked dazed where he lay, watching Luka through his lashes as Luka sat back to see where they connected before driving into Reno’s body.
With a cry, Reno’s back arched, and his hands flew to Luka’s wrists where he’d clamped his hands around Reno’s hips. Reno’s eyes went wide, bright and alert as Luka thrust into him, and he made a delightful, choked noise that had Luka reaching out for his throat.
Luka’s fingers wrapped around the back of Reno’s neck as he pressed his thumb under Reno’s jawline and held him firmly in place, rolling his hips.
Reno’s eyes closed as he smiled, then moaned between a light laugh, melting in Luka’s hold.
He turned his head to mouth at Luka’s arm, his lips open and glossy, and his expression dreamy as he lifted his arms to run his hands, slow like honey, up Luka’s back.
Between them, Luka could feel Reno growing hard again.
He had his ankles latched behind Luka’s back and every so often pressed his heels into Luka’s lower back to get him to fuck deeper, faster, harder.
When Luka obeyed Reno’s begging for more, it seemed impossible that Reno could grow even more boneless, even more relaxed, but his legs unhooked from Luka’s body and dropped to the side, and with a high whine Luka felt in Reno’s throat where his fingers still pressed, Reno let his arms fall up around his face and let his eyes close completely.
Luka took his hand away and pushed up to sit on his heels, taking the backs of Reno’s thighs and pressing them to his chest. Reno went easily, barely watching as Luka folded him in half before a tranquil smile set on his lips as Luka reentered Reno.
A small, “oh," and a flutter of his eyelids accompanied an interested twitch of his cock when Luka plunged into him again, hitting deeper and harder than before.
Pressing all of his weight onto the back of Reno’s thighs, Luka felt himself sweating, felt his breath coming in shorter pants, and his legs starting to ache.
Reno was beautiful under him, his knees up by his face and his expression so blissful it was a revelation.
He’d made Reno look and feel that way. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could last and as his hands dug even tighter into Reno’s sweat-slick flesh, he pulled out, leaving Reno gasping and gaping with his eyes flying open.
Luka leaned down, putting his lips where his cock had just been, and thrust his tongue into Reno’s body.
The happy, satisfied noise Reno made was gorgeous.
He drank in every sound he drew from Reno, savoring the smell, the taste of him, as he fumbled with the buckles and leather straps around his waist and thighs.
His mouth didn’t leave Reno until he had the strap around his knees and he pulled away to kick it off the bed.
When he unfolded Reno and stretched him out on the bed, Reno looked half asleep and happy to be maneuvered.
Luka crawled on top of him and Reno put his hands on Luka’s thighs, rubbing circles into them, and muttering.
“You’re so handsome.”
Luka huffed, not bothering to come up with a response to the compliment. Instead, he took Reno’s sensitive cock and slid it into his wet body. Reno gasped, his grip on Luka’s thighs growing tight for a moment before he mercifully thrust up into Luka’s body.
Luka needed to come with Reno so badly it was all-consuming.
He was so wet from fucking Reno that when Reno pushed into him the noise was obscene and made both of them gasp.
He could feel himself, slick all the way down his inner thighs, sliding against Reno’s hips with every thrust, and Reno, so deep in his body, made him feel like he’d come untouched too.
He leaned forward and pressed their bodies flush together, sticky and sweaty as their lips found each other again.
And as Reno pressed his fingers into Luka’s hips and started to roughly thrust up into his body, the length of his cock caught against Luka’s swollen erection and sent him over the edge.
He cried into Reno’s mouth, surprised, as his orgasm rolled through his body and shook him.
He moaned, deep and low in his chest, Reno still sliding against his throbbing cock and into his tight hole until he pulsed, spilling alongside Luka, painting him white from the inside out.
Luka’s breath mixed with Reno’s where their lips still touched as they gasped for air. He swallowed with a dry click and admitted, “I’ve never come like that before.”
“Hm?” Reno ran a lazy hand up Luka’s damp back, “Like what?”
“Without touching myself. Or being touched, I guess.” Luka put his head down onto Reno’s collarbone, trying to catch his breath. He could feel Reno inside him still, occasionally twitching. “I hope you have clean sheets.”
Reno let out a small laugh. “I’d never make you sleep in the wet spot.”
“How romantic.” Luka finally caught his breath and lifted his head. “Take a bath with me?”
“You might have to carry me.” Reno flushed. “I am not sure my legs working.”
Luka shook his head. “I can try, but I’m not as strong as you.” He pushed up and sat on Reno’s hips, then rolled his own experimentally. “How are you still hard?”
Reno shrugged. “You feel really good.” He rolled his hips back, mimicking Luka and knocking the breath he’d just caught back out of him. “I could fuck you all night.”
Luka muttered under his breath, “I think someone took all the ingredients for a perfect man, put them in a blender, and poured you out.”
“Nah uh.” Reno smiled at him, teeth flashing like they did when he was up to nothing good. “I’ve definitely got some things wrong with me.”
“True.” Luka leaned back. “Those things help, I promise. If you were all perfect, I think I’d hate you.”
Reno’s smile faltered for a moment but then it was back in full force as he grabbed Luka’s hips and lifted him up and off his body. “Bath.”
“Yes.” Luka took stock of his legs and arms. “I will not be carrying you.” Reno laughed at him but it wasn’t unkind. “I’ll start the bath, though.”
Once Luka was upright, Reno took his hand and cautiously stood. Luka didn’t let go as they walked to the bathroom, and it wasn’t until Reno was sitting on the edge of the tub that he untwined their fingers.
The water ran perfectly hot and Luka got into the tub first so he could slot Reno in front of him and wrap his arms around him. Reno pressed his back against Luka’s torso and hummed, letting his eyes fall closed and his head relax against Luka’s shoulder.
“Do you think you’ll stay?”
Luka frowned, feeling his gut and his head instantly start battling. “I don’t know. I really love it here, though.”
“Is it fear?”
“Yes.” Luka both loved and hated how direct Reno was. “It is.”
“Naruhodo1,” Reno sighed.
“What’s that one?”
“I see. I understand,” Reno replied, sounding reserved. “Why did you start learning for me?”
Luka pinched his lips. “I wanted to understand. Naruhodo.”
“Wrong context.” Reno tilted his head so he could see Luka’s face. “It is used similar to ‘Ah, I see.’ More literal understanding is wakarimasu2.”
“Wakarimasu,” Luka repeated. “I wanted to understand you.”
“And the French?”
“I wanted to understand those important to you.”
Reno fell silent for a while, his head still tilted so Luka could see his face, but his eyes focused on the tiled wall of the bathroom. He took in a breath after a while and it was shaky.
“I’ve never had that from a lover before. Arnaud is the only one who learned for me, but really his father should have taught him anyway.”
“Is his dad…?”
“Yes, he came to France for Arnaud’s mother. She was popular singer on label in France. Easier to move as an artist than a musician sometimes. Arnaud was raised in France, didn’t see Japan until we went as Voltage.”
Luka processed that information then asked, “Is that what you hope for me?”
“Yes,” Reno admitted, and it still shocked Luka how easily he confessed such big truths. “It would be impossible for me to move to the States.”
“I don’t know how visas and citizenship would work for me. It’s not like I can come here on a work visa. My job is in the U.S.A. and even if I just worked as an artist, that won’t give me a work visa to be here.”
“You could marry me, then you would have U.K. spouse visa.”
“Reno.”
“Hikaru.”
“What?” Luka froze and suddenly the steam from the water felt too hot against his skin.
“Kimura Hikaru," Reno said, his voice almost too quiet to be heard. “It’s time you knew. Spelled thicket of trees, light.”
Luka’s heart was in his throat. “Did you just propose to me?”