Flood

Another dream – and this time, Uyruu swayed gently in a hammock. There was a cool breeze blowing that made him shake a little with the cold. And then someone covered one side of his body with a blanket, and he turned into that warmth with a soft sigh.

And he must be near a waterfall because he could hear the rapids running nearby. But that didn’t make much sense…No waterfalls close to…

Lips pressed against his forehead, and Uryuu’s eyes opened to find his view limited to an increasingly-familiar expanse of pectoral muscle.

“There you are,” Chad said softly, kissing Uryuu’s hair. The large man held the Quincy in his arms without effort.

“Where…what?” Uryuu asked groggily. His body felt limp and loose and he was extremely grateful to be carried, though he would never admit it.

“Bath,” Chad explained. Uryuu felt the gentle sway again – movement made by Chad’s long stride – and Uryuu turned his head to see Chad step into the wide bathtub. It was oversized – like they had to fill the space with something larger than the standard tub – and Uryuu thought that must be one of the many reasons Chad liked the loft.

Moving with a grace that belied his size, Chad gently sank down onto his knee and then backside, holding Uryuu carefully as he did so. The water was warm on Uryuu’s skin, and Chad leaned back and positioned Uryuu across his legs, bracing the Quincy’s back with a bent knee.

Beneath Uryuu’s cheek, Chad’s chest rose and fell in a sigh. The lower half of Uryuu’s body was in the water, the upper half was cradled by and against Chad, and he felt himself doze back off for some indeterminate amount of time.

Movement and a warm cloth on his skin woke Uryuu up, and he fidgeted a little. The water was off, higher now, and still very warm.

“Awake?” Chad asked quietly. He smoothed the washcloth over Uryuu’s shoulder and then down the front of his body.

“Mostly,” Uryuu mumbled.

“Have some things to say,” Chad said. Uryuu blinked, vision blurry without his glasses.

“Okay,” Uryuu said, momentarily distracted as Chad began to wash his inner thighs, moving him easily when he needed more access. It was just strange to be shifted and manipulated like that – like a child in a way, but the touches did not inspire thoughts of innocence in Uryuu. They inspired lust.

“I’ve wanted last night for a long time,” Chad said, voice a low rumble.

Uryuu nodded a little, trying not to gasp as Chad continued to clean him. “S-so you said.”

Chad grunted and shifted Uryuu higher on his body, and he hooked one of Uryuu’s legs over a wide hand to spread him and clean in more intimate detail. Uryuu felt he should stop the man – for crying out loud, he could wash himself – but it felt…and he was getting…

Since when does a washcloth get me fucking hard?

Granted, there was also Chad’s casual splay of his body and working hands, but…still.

“I’ve been interested in you since we met,” Chad continued.

“Why didn’t you say – nnaah – so?” If Chad would stop probing tender skin with nimble fingers and the damned cloth, perhaps Uryuu could bloody concentrate.

“I didn’t think you’d be interested. And I wasn’t always so comfortable with myself and who and what I wanted,” Chad answered simply. “It’s not easy for me to talk about much of anything.”

“Noticed,” Uryuu said and gave up trying not to gasp as water and cloth lapped at him. Chad rolled him slightly onto his back with a low noise. Uryuu bit back a little yelp as Chad let go of Uryuu’s left leg so that it rested over Chad’s left thigh and against the wall. Chad moved Uryuu’s right leg so it was in a similar position. Uryuu’s head rested back against Chad’s shoulder and he made another noise entirely as Chad cupped a large hand over his half-hard length, just touching and holding.

“Easier for me to do than to speak,” Chad husked.

Uryuu had a few comments on that, but none of them managed to make it from brain to tongue. It felt like he might burst at the gentle touch and sheer exposure. It was new and distractingly delicious. And for a moment, the two stayed like that: the holding and the held.

But Uryuu’s brain nagged at him, and he needed to confess a few things, too. Now seemed like quite possibly the best and worst time.

“I looked in the crate under your bed,” Uryuu said in a rush. He tensed.

But Chad just hummed a little and didn’t reply.

“You have some of my things.”

Chad nodded.

Uryuu didn’t let himself think too long about the words. It was easier to just speak fast and honestly – like ripping verbal bandages off his tongue.

“I like that you have those things. But I’m sorry I pried.”

“Don’t be,” Chad said, finally. “Like I said…I’ve seen you. For a long time.”

Uryuu relaxed and Chad breathed deeply. The Quincy felt overwhelmed by both what Chad said and by how right it felt to Uryuu. Like he’d been going around with shadows over parts of himself and now Chad threw a switch and illuminated it all to make shapes and sense.

Breathe…just…breathe. And stop being such a fucking girl.

Uryuu rolled his eyes at himself and then got distracted from thoughts and self-deprecation when Chad’s hand moved minutely, fingertip brushing over tender entrance.

“I’m sorry about Renji. I had words with him.”

Uryuu swallowed. “Is he in one piece?”

Chad chuckled and lightly squeezed the swollen skin beneath his hand. “Yes.”

“I wasn’t angry.” Uryuu marveled at their size difference, eyes flicking down to see Chad’s hand easily span cock and balls with room to spare.

“You weren’t?”

“No. Little grateful. I was trying to figure out if you felt something for me…figure out what I felt for you.”

“I got good at hiding things,” Chad whispered, and his fingers shifted to lightly trace Uryuu’s length.

“But Renji knew,” Uryuu managed to point out.

“He’s a perceptive jackass who remembers too much after we get drunk,” Chad grumbled, and Uryuu coughed a little laugh at the bitterness in Chad’s voice.

“That’s…Renji, yes,” Uryuu said, eyes down and watching Chad’s fingers make his nerves sing.

Chad sighed – content, aroused, relaxed – and slowly began to stroke Uryuu with a loose ring of thumb and forefinger. His other hand came up to touch and stroke at the skin along Uryuu’s jaw and throat, and his head turned inward so that his lips brushed the Quincy’s cheek as he spoke.

“I was really happy when you came to stay. Didn’t – don’t – want you to go. I think the gods must be on my side because your apartment keeps getting worse not better.” He paused and made Uryuu writhe a little as he explored head and vein and sensitive spots with careful fingers.

“I didn’t know how to say anything to you. And then you told me you’re bi, and things got even better. And you liked looking at me, so I went around in the buff when I could. But you didn’t…do anything. Seemed embarrassed by me and kept changing in the bathroom.” He stopped to kiss Uryuu’s cheek, the stubble along his upper lip lightly scraping Uryuu’s skin. “You have no idea how hard it was to not just burst in to watch. I’ve wanted to see you – all of you – for forever.”

Had Chad ever spoken this much to him in one sitting? Uryuu had no idea – didn’t think so – but the hand working him and the voice rumbling were making him into a liquid version of himself. He gripped at Chad’s hip under the water and at his bent elbow above it.

“Then Renji happened, and I thought you’d be so angry. And I missed you at the gig. But didn’t know what to do again. I’m not stupid, but I didn’t want to piss you off. Or make you run away. I just wanted more of the way you looked when you saw your sewing machine on my desk. More of the way you look when you’re sleeping.”

Uryuu made a little noise. “You watch me…” He breathed. “Sleep?”

Chad nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“No…don’t…stop…” The hand moving along his shaft was building a slow fire – a very slow fire. Uryuu didn’t think such a thing could feel so damned good.

“I sleep better when you’re nearby,” Chad whispered, and Uryuu thought he might lose his mind at all the confessions and the vulnerable position and the hand between his legs. Heady, strange…incredible.

“But what I want to say is that for me, there’s not anybody but you.”

“Donovan?”

“I’ve slept with people but not…nothing like last night.”

“Me either,” Uryuu managed and swallowed on a dry throat.

“I think – no.” Chad’s body seemed to contract around Uryuu. “I love you. Please don’t let that upset you.”

“Yasu, if you keep doing that, nothing’s going to upset me.” Uryuu’s eyelids fluttered and his body began to protest the speed. Self-consciousness lost the battle to hormones, and Uryuu wanted more; faster, harder…Now.

Chad’s hand paused and then resumed as he laughed. “That’s the idea. Glad it worked.”

Uryuu blinked up at the ceiling. “I didn’t peg you for – mm-hm, yeah like that – manipulative.”

“When I have to be,” Chad said.

A pause, the sounds of water and flesh-moving-flesh and shortening breaths…

“Ya-Yasu…please.”

“I love that you call me that. Keep doing it.”

Uryuu made a strangled sound that echoed on the tile. His breathing was picking up pace, and he was going to start screaming if Chad didn’t start working him faster.

“Love the noises, too,” Chad whispered. “You on the couch with that pillow and moaning in your sleep. God…” Chad shivered under Uryuu, and it damn near unraveled the Quincy’s sanity.

“Yasu, for fuck’s sake…”

The hand along Uryuu’s jaw turned his head, and a warm mouth covered Uryuu’s in a heated kiss. He was a little stunned to taste peppermint, eyes opening only to flutter shut again. The kiss continued and Chad’s hand began to tighten and stroke slowly but surely faster. It was maddening until finally he reached the perfect tension and rhythm, and Uryuu moaned and panted harshly through his nose.

“Like that,” Chad murmured, pulling back just far enough to speak before his lips crushed against Uryuu’s again and the hand on Uryuu’s cock moved with that precise tension and stroke.

Oh HELL yes like that!

Neurons snap-sizzle-fried, and Uryuu couldn’t speak so he groaned in appreciation, letting his hips move to meet Chad’s push and pull. He finally had to break the kiss to find oxygen, and Chad’s hand turned his head so he could attack Uryuu’s ear and neck.

Moaning tangled sounds of encouragement and need, Uryuu gasped and shuddered under the onslaught.

“Want to hear you again,” Chad whispered in Uryuu’s ear.

“Yasu – Christ…I’m…”

“Yeah.” The word was a knowing, heated hiss in his ear, and Uryuu’s face flushed when he realized Chad watched him closely. The gaze, the water, the words, and the hand were quickly and suddenly too much.

Oh fucking –

“Shit!” Uryuu was shocked at how high and needy his voice was and then didn’t give a damn as he came for Chad again, long legs tensing over Chad’s and body spilling over his fist. His eyes rolled back and he clutched hard at Chad’s hip and arm as the waves took him up, over, and then to shore.

Chad crooned in his ear, stroking gently, and Uryuu shuddered as he came down, body growing pliant and soft.

If we keep this up, I’m going to have to start training for the damned bedroom. And bathroom. And possibly the warehouse.

The thought made Uryuu chuckle in surprise and amazement, and he felt Chad smile against his cheek.

~*~

Uryuu walked up the metal steps to the second storey of the warehouse with a practiced run. It was late, but he’d managed to finish all the work at the office. The theatre was putting on Romeo and Juliet and while Uryuu hated the damned play, he loved making all the costumes and overseeing the fittings.

Trotting down the hall, Uryuu felt a couple of butterflies flutter in his stomach at the thought of seeing Chad. He was back from a week-long stint in the studio recording A Lovely Death’s second album, and Uryuu wanted nothing more than to get lost in body, limb, and release until dawn.

Uryuu threw open the door to find the loft lit entirely by candles.

Romantic fool.

With an indulgent roll of dark blue eyes, Uryuu kicked off his shoes as his eyes roamed looking for a familiar, large form.

“Hey,” Chad’s voice said from Uryuu’s right. He stood framed by the bathroom doorway, entirely nude, hard, and skin dancing from flickering flames.

“Welcome home.”

Uryuu hooked his bag in its usual spot on the coat rack and smiled knowingly at his lover.

“I missed you,” Uryuu said as he approached Chad.

“I want you.”

“Then take what you want,” Uryuu invited.

“Gladly.”

Lips met, bodies moved, and when the sun rose, it found the two men wrapped in a big bed surrounded by gauzy curtains that kept them safe from the world.

~*~

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