27 Haru

I took the opportunity to take in every detail of his features. Then because I bloody well couldn't help myself, being a greedy bastard that I was, I lifted my hand and started caressing his face. I trailed my fingers down his throat to his muscular chest and then farther to his abs. There, I lingered for a bit, feeling the firm muscles underneath my fingertips, liking it.

Suddenly, I was breathless and my body felt hot. My penis started responding, too, and I knew the signs weren't good.

What if Aiden wakes up? What if he caught me touching him like this? But fuck, I just couldn't help myself again and my hand trailed farther down until—

Aiden caught my wrist in a tight grasp and I jolted, my gaze flicking up to his face in a panic. I saw him staring down at me darkly.

"What are you doing, Haru?" he asked, his voice deep.

My heart was pumping so hard and fast I thought it might jump out of my chest any moment now. My face hot, I licked my lips as I racked my brain as to how the hell I was supposed to get out of this mess I had gotten myself into.

Fuck, but I just wanted to touch him and…

"Sorry," I said. "I…I dreamed of the person I love and I wanted to do some…"

"Bedroom stuff to that person?" he asked darkly, his tone so frosty I almost felt like I could freeze for real. "And you decided to use me as a substitute?"

He sounded pissed as hell. But what was I supposed to do? He was the man I'm in love with and he was right here in bed with me. How the hell was I supposed to control myself? When I dreamed of doing this sort of stuff to him almost daily, so that it was nearly driving me insane?

I licked my lips again. "Sorry," I said. "I'm really sorry, Aiden, that I can't help myself. I get turned on when I think about the one I love." I buried my face against his chest, my body tense. "I've never done anything like this with anyone before. Just the thought of that person, I…I can't help myself."

I felt Aiden tighten his arms around me. He said, "You're a growing boy. You have your needs, too. I'm sorry I sounded cold earlier."

I shook my head. "I understand you're pissed off with me. I would be, too, if someone did that to me, using me as a replacement, I mean."

I heard him sigh deeply, like he was both giving up and frustrated at the same time. Odd combination of emotions, if you ask me.

He said, "It's not because I'm pissed off, Haru."

I raised my head and looked at him. "You're not?"

He shook his head. "I'm not. When it comes to you, I can never get angry. You know that."

I nodded. I knew that. But what the hell was that look moments ago? And the way he had held my wrist had been tight. It still hurt even though he had loosened his grip on me.

He moved his leg, and I gasped. The firmness of his thigh pressed lightly against my hard cock.

I felt my face flush hot, and hastily, I moved out of his arms. "Sorry. I'll go and take care of this."

I was just putting my feet on the floor when I felt his hand wrap around my arm. I turned, a questioning look in my eyes.

"I'll help you with that."

I could only stare at him. Is he serious?

I shook my head. "No. It's fine."

He tsked. "Don't be ridiculous. Come here and let's get it over and done with so we can go back to sleep."

Before I could protest, he wrapped one powerful arm around my middle and pulled me back against him. His face close to mine and his lips near my ear, he said, "We did this last night. There's no need to be shy."

Shy? I'm not shy. It was just that the thought of him touching me again was making me weak.

Aiden moved me until I sat intimately close against him, his legs spread out and enveloping mine, his chest against my back and his face beside mine. And God, his scent, which I loved. Aiden just smelled amazing, like usual.

I found myself relaxing back and even snuggled my face against his chest as Aiden slipped his hand into my pants. I groaned softly when I felt his warm hand wrapping intimately around my hard penis, and my body shuddered when he started stroking.

"Aiden," I said his name softly. "Aiden."

Aiden's stroking became faster, while his arm was tighter around me. I writhed, clutching him as he continued with the rubbing. He even teased my cock mercilessly, like he knew exactly what he was doing.

But, of course, he knew what he was doing. He was experienced in the sexual arena, after all, unlike me.

Suddenly, I wanted to learn more. I wanted to know more about these things and wanted Aiden to teach me.

With a voice that was barely above a whisper, I asked, "Aiden?"

"Hm?"

"What is it like kissing the one you love?"

Aiden halted his stroking the moment that question left my mouth.

I licked my lips and then said, "I've never kissed anyone before. I don't want to embarrass myself when I do it… Kiss, I mean, the person I like, for the first time."

"Haru, are you asking me to teach you how to kiss?" He sounded a bit shocked, and his voice was dark and hoarse, too.

I nodded. "You can't teach me?"

He sighed. "That's not it." He touched my chin and tilted my face until my eyes met his in the dimness of the bedroom. "Haru, when I teach you how to kiss, I won't be holding back."

It wasn't strange that I felt elated at hearing that. I wanted him to give it everything he had. He was the one I loved, after all. Fuck, I knew I was a sly bastard, but anything, I'd do anything, to be intimate with Aiden.

I nodded. "Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu." I said the words in Japanese which meant Please take care of me.

Aiden took in a deep, shaky breath. Then, "Fuck!" he said, which shocked me.

He shifted, which surprised me. Then in a flip of a second, I found myself lying flat on my back on the bed, with Aiden on top of me. I could feel the length of his hard body against me, and I was so happy that I wanted to jump with joy.

Aiden said, his hands cupping my face, "This is how you kiss, Haru."

I watched him, mesmerized at the hazel-green of his eyes glinting as his lips descended toward mine. Then I felt his flesh against mine, pressing warm on me, and I melted against him.