Saturday - Ruki’s Apartment, 10:00 AM

The next day was the longest of his life. Hideki had woken up bright and early to the sound of a fist banging at his door. He tried ignoring it, only for shouts to soon follow the banging. Hideki grumbled some choice words, too nasty to reiterate inf ear of tarnishing his lovely lady image, and crawled out of bed to begrudgingly answer the door. He found at the door a very angry best friend.

“What the hell’s the matter with you? It’s ten in the morning and you look like you’ve been five finger fucked by the ugly stick.”

Kyo was a very odd, very flamboyant man. He wasn’t afraid to speak the truth and any business of Ruki’s was business of his. They’d been friends since high school. They spent almost every weekend together, watching movies, shopping, and gossiping.  Oh, and he was also married to Ruki’s boss, Etienne Alderic, otherwise known as the world’s biggest hard ass. People of the office either transferred because he was tougher than a bag of nails or stayed because he was incredibly sexy. While Ettie was CEO of a corporation, Kyo owned a local sweets bakery. They were a strange couple, but they’d been married for years.

Ruki stared at Kyo in disbelief. “It’s ten.. in the morning. What in fuck’s sake am I supposed to be doing right now?” Needless to say, the little blond was not a morning person. He had a fiery attitude, on top of it all. His complete and utter disrespect for the process of true beauty prodded Kyo’s fanciful buttons.

“Get your ass in that bathroom and take a shower right now. I’ll make breakfast while you scrub the ugly off your face.” Kyo pointed his finger towards the bathroom like an angry mother. His tone was slow and almost frightening. Strangely enough, for whatever reason, Ruki listened, and disappeared into the bathroom with a hateful roll of his eyes.

Like his mornings, Ruki’s shower was nice and hot. Too hot, even. The stinging splash of water on his back turned him on to a number of vastly imaginative scenarios, all including sexual endeavors with his love. One Kitora Amano. He imagined the man sliding into the shower with him, naked and dripping with water. He felt his hands against his soft flesh, around his hips and between his thighs. Ruki glided one of his own hands down his sleek abdomen, mimicking the touches he wanted to desperately to receive from his coworker. He turned his head into the spray of the water and groaned. It felt too good.

It didn’t take long before his daydreams caused his hormones to rush south. Ruki unknowingly suffered the same fate as his coworker had just yesterday morning: a thick hard-on with no proper outlet, other than a curious hand. The blond’s thick hair laid against his head, stuck to his wet cheeks, red with the heat of the water. Steam engulfed his petite frame, and through the thick fog, one would see a sly hand dipping between his thighs.

He rubbed his fingers against himself. His head lulled back, lips parted with a heavy groan of release. Every tense worry was eliminated from his shoulders, leaving him with nothing but pleasure. Hideki lifted a single leg and perched it atop the bottom ledge, allowing him better access between his legs. His fingers ventured deeper, sliding in and out of his warm insides, tight with neglect. His hips twitched every now and then when his fingers struck a certain spot, causing a sudden cry to leave him. Hideki’s heart raced. Every time he would come close to orgasm, he would slow to a dreadful pace until it passed, where he could pick it back up again soon after. He pressed his forehead against the slick shower wall and panted.

He was almost there again. His mind flooded with images of Tora and what he thought he might look like naked underneath him in bed. The boy rocked his hips back and forth against his own fingers, wishing it was Tora he was grinding against. The wild thought finally sent him over the edge when climax struck him hard. An unexpected cry left him and his hips bucked forward, his fingers clawing at the flat glass door, desperately seeking something to hold onto as cum spilled from his throbbing length. His body quivered with the aftermath of orgasm. A sigh passed his lips and he withdrew his still shaking fingers. He figured it was about time he continue with the real shower.