Slow Poison

Masa's eyes widened.

" Scared?" Masa repeated, ''Scared of what?" Masa kept his voice soft, hoping that Gackt would not finf his comment insensative to whatever he was truly feeling.

Gackt racked his brain for the right words.

" Of ruining a great thing. We are such good friends and all." Gackt stated.

He knew it was a shot in the dark to playing the 'good friends' card.

" We could be even better lovers." Masa urged.

Lovers. Gackt flinched upon hearing that word. Once again, thoughts of Mana passed through his mind.

" I don't know." Gackt mumured turning away. He removed his hand foresaking the warmth that Masa was offering him. He was surprised at how easily Masa allowed him to reclaim his own hands seeing as he had refused ro let him stand to go earlier.

Masa smiled, finally somewhat understanding. He looked upon the singer with such tenderness as he tentatively reached out his fingers to stroke the side of his face.

" Are you afraid that I'll hurt you? Or you, me?"

Gackt didn't answer him. The answer was plain to see.

" Ai shiteru, Gacchan, I could never...."

He loved me? Gackt wasn't listening anymore. Masa's lips were moving yet he heard not a word of it after those words. He loved him. He had confessed love for him.

Gackt took a hold of Masa's hand carefully guliding his fingers towards his mouth. His tongue darted from between his lips to tickle the sensative skin of Masa's fingertips. He brought the hand closer, messaging the digit with his lips as he coaxed it into his waiting mouth.

" Are you sure you want to get involved with me?" Gackt asked between his suckling.

Masa nodded slowly, never taking his eyes off Gackt's mouth. A warmth was taking over him now, a warm feeling that started somewhere inside of his stomach, pooling down into his abdomen before finally reaching his groin.

" I'm very demanding in bed." Gackt warned scrapping the moistened digit against his top teeth.

Masa smile, parting his lips to speak. It was starting to get a little harder to breath let alone speak.

" I kind of figured that from all those dry humping sessions."

The comment caused the corners of his mouth to twitch into a sexy smirk. It was whether smug, but it looked good on him none the less.

" That's not even close to what to do in bed." Gackt sucked harder on the guitarist's finger, carassing the sensative tip with his tongue.

Masa longed to do something for Gackt but all of his earlier boldness seemed to had dried up since the vocalist became responsive to his advances. Not really wanting to do it, Masa slowly eased his finger out of the Dark Angel's mouth, placing the palm of his hand against the other's cheek. He then raised his other hand and now held Gackt's face in them. The two stared truly taking in each other's features.

" Nani?" Gackt asked softly, his eyes never leaving Masa's as he did.

Masa didn't speak. Instead he chosed to close the gap between them applying the same firm pressure he had used earlier. Placing an arm around his bandmates' waist, Gackt's lips parted allowing Masa's tongue access into his waiting warmth. Once inside, the two battled for dominace of the kiss, neither singer wanting to submitt to the other.

/Damn clothes!/ Masa thought angrily feeling quit jipped out of the contact he sorely desired at that moment. Thinking quickly, Masa took hold of the hem of the hoodie working his hands under the fabric. His fingers crept upwards finding the small nubs of flesh that were Gackt's nipples. He ran his fingertips over the fast hardening nodules before pulling on them hard.

Gackt moaned against Masa' lips giving in to the other. He leanned back -breaking the kiss in the process- until his head was resting on the arm of the couch. As he did, Gackt pulled Masa towards him, who immediately straddled the vocalist as best as he could at that angle.

Masa leaned downward, finding the exposed part of Gackt's throat.

/why'd he wore so much clothes today!/ Masa wondered as he suckled on the smooth skin of his boss' neck.

Gackt's hands went for the bottom of Masa's shirt, tugging and pulling the offending piece of clothing over his head. Following Gackt's example, Masa pulled the monsterous hooded shirt upward stopping it just short of Gackt's neck. He didn't mind that he could no longer see his soon to be lover.

Gackt giggled from somewhere behind the mound of fabric.

" Nani?" Masa asked, enclosing one of Gackt's nipples between his thumb and forefinger tugging at it.

" I feel like some highschool girl being felt up on mommy and daddy's couch."

Masa smiled as he bent his head towards Gackt's left nipple, " Don't worry-" flicking the tip of his tongue over the top of Gackt's small knot of flesh- " I won't go telling my friends how easy it was to get under your shirt." Masa's tongue then began to circle the area of deep brown flesh causing the older man to shiver at the touch as well as the promise of what was to come. He soon enclosed his mouth around the swollen nub, gently scrapping it against his teeth.

" Do you have any thing?" Gackt asked though his own labored breathing really feeling like some novice.

Masa raised his head just enough, resting his chin on Gackt's chest.

" No, do you?"

Shaking his head no, Gackt begin to sit up. He hadn't had sex in seven months, that little bit of information would shock even his most loyal of fans but like the vocalist had stated many times before, he didn't sleep with just anyone.

Masa's eyes widen as Gackt politely pushed him away.

" We can't then."

He stated pulling down his top.

Masa stared at him increidiously.

/He can't be serious! Could he?/

" Why not?" Masa asked feeling that familar anger burning through him again.

" I don't know where you've been." He said with that deadpan expression he was famous for.

Masa stifled a giggle. Gackt stared down at him, smiling. He then brought his own fingers to his lips, kiss them before pressing them lightly against Masa's.

"Good night, Masa."

He said simply as he rose to his feet taking hold of Masa's arm in the process. Masa's eyes widened in confusion but rose to follow just the same.

" I thought you said-"

" I don't want to sleep alone tonight.'' Gackt explained as he lead Masa out into the hall.

An 'oh' escaped his lips as they made their way up the stairs to the bedroom. The scent of Platium Egoist was in the air once they hit the room. Gackt lead Masa to his bed, playfully pushing him down onto it. Masa moved for the vocalist only to be denied by the wag of an finger. Interested to see what he would do next, Masa laid back against satin bedding and waited.

Gackt quickly lit up one of the candles he kept at his bedside. The light emmiting from the small flame gave a nice glow to the room. Locking eyes with his expectant new lover, Gackt quickly went for the hem of the hoodie pulling it up over his body, he then tossed the garment aside.

Masa's eyes trailed hungrily over the man in front of him. He felt his pants tightening with inch of flesh his eyes touched.

Unabashed, Gackt undid his pants, slipping out of them with easy grace.

Masa's eyes trailed downwards locking onto Gackt's exposed length which was semi erected at the moment.

" Should I undress?" Masa asked licking his already moistened lips.

" If you want." Gackt informed him as he leaned forward taking hold of the bottom of Masa shirt and begin to pull.

Masa raised his arms high above his head aiding Gackt in his quest to remove his clothes.He then tossed the offending garment aside like he had done his own.

" Masa..." Gackt breathed as he felt the firm grip of the guitarist's hand around his sex.

" I know you don't want to further our relationship just yet,'' -His voice was heavy with desire as he stared right into Gackt's eyes- "but I want to give you something."

Masa moved from his spot on the bed trading places with the other in the process. With his eyes still burning into the other's, Masa dropped to his knees wedging himself between the stunned vocalist's thighs. Masa glanced at Gackt as if waiting for something.

Gackt nodded his head slightly giving the Masa the permission he felt like he needed. Masa held Gackt's sex against his mouth, nudging the tip of it's bulbous head againt his lips before flicking his tongue over it, collecting the gathering drops of pre-cum from the slit. Greedily he devuled the tip of his tongue inside gaining a moan from up top driving him on. Gackt jerked his hips forward desperately waiting into Masa's wet heat. In return, Masa's lips slide over the firm flesh, masssaging Gackt's cock with his lips upon entry. He then worked his mouth up and down shaft sucking hard. As he did this, his mouth became much more softer, warmer and wetter then anything Gackt had ever felt before. This intensity drove him to thrust himself deeper into Masa's mouth.

/Shit!/

Masa thought, almost panicked he then tried to relax his throat muscles so that he would not choke. It was no good. Giving in to his throat, Masa slowly began to ease off Gackt's member only to be denied. Gackt's hand was firmly press against the back of the guitarist's head preventing escape.

/ Oh...God! Please come already!/

Masa's mind screamed as his jaws tigthened around the intrudion.

That was all Gackt needed. With that change in pressure, Gackt tossed his head back as he released himself into Masa's well fucked mouth.

The burst of warm salty fluid slide down Masa's throat like warm honey, he continued to drink his fill trying to swallow down as much of it as possible. What he couldn't get oozed out the corners of his lips.

Gackt removed him still erect penis from his bandmates mouth replacing it with his lips. He licked up all traces of his own seed relishing the taste of himself. He broke away to allow the petite man the air his brain had been denied. Gackt watched as Masa tried to stand on shaken legs. Catching him about his waist, "Daijibou?" He asked with all concern for the other man.

Masa nodded, throwing himself down on top of his lover. It was a comfortable weight so Gackt didn't complain. He just stroked the top of Masa's head.

/Maybe this could work... Maybe/

Gackt thought.
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More chapters two go, don't worry.