Title: Redemption

Author: Andy-chan (antimiya88)

Pairings: Sakuraiba, Ohmiya (side), Junma (only mentioned)

Genre: Romance, Smut, Fluff

Rating: NC17

Summary: Sakurai Sho finds himself being obsessed with the new, alluring bartender whose name is Aiba Masaki. He's always in his thoughts... day and night. He wants no matter what to make him his. He comes to 'La Rose' bar every single night but no matter how much he tries he can't catch his attention. On the one hand, he has the bratty boyfriend of his roommate and on the other, there is this mysterious man that comes one night and flirts with the one he wants. It is then that he realizes that he doesn't simply like him or feel lust for him but that he's in love with him... something that Sho considered as impossible. Could it be that he has lost or he's just to blind to see the truth?

Disclaimer: I don't own Sakuraiba, they own me.

Part 1   /   Part 2

“Don’t be like that…”

Masaki looked at his coworker and sighed lowering his head as he dried the glass he was holding. “I don’t know what to do, Toma-kun… What if he comes? What if he remembers? What-”

“You realize that all your questions are hypothetical… ‘what if…?!’ We’ll see when he comes…” Toma replied and hurriedly raised his hand as a sign to Masaki to hush. “And believe me, Masa-kun, he will! Only a blind wouldn’t see the way he has been  looking at you the whole hour he’s been sitting on that damn chair in the last three weeks and only a blind wouldn’t also see how ridiculously jealous of Jun he became when he simply greeted you last night!”

“But…”

“He’s madly in love with you, Masa-kun! And I’m sure…” a tiny hint of smirk appeared on his lips “…Jun’s morning encounter will just have the right effect! Trust me!”

“I’m afraid…”

“Of him coming or of him not coming?” Toma insisted knowing that his friend was torn between his logic and his emotion.

“I honestly don’t know…” Masaki replied in a tiny voice and bit his lower lip.

Since the previous day he kept replaying the moments they passed together in that club in his mind. The way he could feel the other’s heat… there was a raw passion between them and he couldn’t deny it but even if that was the case, how could he be sure he wouldn’t be the one to be left hurt again? He had tried it before and he had failed… He had sworn he wouldn’t fall for such a guy again... yet he had… from the first time he casted his eyes on his picture ten months ago. The other of course didn’t remember him but he did… it was that smile… that wide smile that had made his heart skip a beat…
………………………………………………


Ten months ago…


“Here’s your beer Masaki!”

“Thanks Jun!” Masaki smiled at his friend and sipped some of it before turning his attention to the crowd. “So why are we here again?”

“Because Toma refused to accompany me and I would be bored to be by myself! Besides… I know you’ll enjoy yourself!”

Masaki could already feel his heart beating faster. ‘Could it be that he has already seen through me?! But how…? I haven’t mentioned anything before…’

Jun’s loud laugh dragged him out of his thoughts. “Don’t trouble yourself… You are way too obvious! You had this idiotic look on you as soon as I showed you the tickets! I know that a particular someone riding a red motorcycle has caught your attention! You can’t hide your emotions well my friend! Now, c’mon! The race is about to start!”

Masaki could feel his face blush as Jun grabbed his hand and dragged him in the crowd to find them their seats. The race might be the amateurs’ category but there were many fans. He had caught with the corner of his eye, some young girls even holding a huge banner with the phrase “Shun we love you!” written on it. ‘They only don’t hold uchiwas!’ he thought amused before he was forced to sit.

“There is your man!” Jun whispered in his ear pointing at the third from left rider at the start line that was just putting on his helmet. Masaki’s eyes fixed on him as he secured it and rode his bike. It felt as if all the screams from around had disappeared and there was only him.

He wasn’t taller than him but his body was more built and seemed strong. There was something in his eyes that made Masaki think he’s captivating… alluring. The rounds kept going, making the ones sitting next to him go crazy as this Shun, whoever he was, proved to be the winner. His man, as Jun had called him, finished fifth in line but seemed not to care as the wide smile on his face revealed once he took his helmet off. It was obvious that he was doing motor racing only out of hobby but he seemed to be doing it passionately and that was something that made Masaki smile genuinely.

“That was one good race! I’d never expect amateurs to be like that! Especially the winner!” Jun said but received no response. “Masaki, you know I love you but smiling like that on your own is a bit creepy…”

Masaki gulped. “Sorry…”

“Come… it was the last race of the season and there will be something like buffet…”

“And you managed to get access?”

Jun shrugged. “I am the hottest owner of the hottest bar downtown. What would you think?! And I did mention that I’ll be bringing up the hottest bartender as well…”

“Jun!” Masaki tried to complain but the other was already leading him to the place where this small venue would take place.

“It’s only ten cocktails! You’ll get a bonus! I promise! And who knows?! You might even speak to him!” Jun winked and Masaki couldn’t help but sigh defeated.

“You are the boss…!”

***

“Sho… aren’t you listening to me?” Masaki felt his heart thundering against his ribs. His man, Sakurai Sho, was indeed there but not alone.

“I do listen to you baby… You know how I am after a race…”

His boyfriend pouted a bit annoyed. “If Nino-kun was here he would have agreed with me!”

“All that brat can say is bullshit to piss me off…” Sho growled before throwing his hand around the other’s shoulders. “C’mon baby, I’m hungry…”

Masaki sighed. ‘He’s so handsome… but already taken… Pity…’ he thought and continued serving cocktails as the demands were way too many. One hour had passed when he was finally able to leave the bar. He searched for Jun who was talking to some businessmen.

“Hey…” he excused himself and came closer to his friend. “So, what happened? Did you speak with him?”

“No… but even if I could, I wouldn’t… he had company…”

Jun patted his shoulder. “Sorry to hear that…”

Masaki tried to smile carefree. “It’s ok… It was just a crush anyway… no big deal…”

“If you say so…” his friend replied and Masaki knew that he wasn’t convinced. “So, we’re leaving?”

Jun nodded. “Toma left me a message… and he certainly wasn’t that excited when he realized I’m out for the whole afternoon”

“Of course he would! I just need to go to the bathroom. Will you wait for me here or at the parking?”

“Here” Jun made him a small nod and quickly walked away trying to call his boyfriend.

Masaki entered the toilets and headed to the last cubicle. He had just closed its door when he heard the door banging open.

“Is it really ok?”

“Of course it is… I’m here with you, aren’t I?”

Masaki gasped. He knew that voice. It was without a doubt Sakurai Sho’s voice.

“Yes but your boyfriend…?”

Sho laughed. “My boyfriend? Since when do I have a boyfriend and I don’t know? If you’re referring to the stupid one I was talking to earlier, we just went out for drinks two times and fucked some more... Sakurai Sho doesn’t date, dear… why get things complicated when we can have what we seek for while keeping them simple? For example, now… I want to fuck… you want to be fucked by me… so, we are here… end of discussion…”

Masaki was left with his mouth open, his mind blurred. ‘So he’s like that…? Him as well? Why do I always fall for the wrong guys?’ He left the place as soon as possible trying to erase the slurping sounds and moans that were escaping from the cubicle next to his. He wasn’t his… he hadn’t even talked to him… yet he felt his heart stinging in pain… No matter how much he tried to convince himself for the opposite. He couldn’t deceive himself anymore… he had fallen in love...

---

Two months ago…


“How do you feel about having been voted as the hottest new bartender in Tokyo?”

Masaki sighed. It had been a couple of months since Kiramura Ahito, the famous columnist, had visited Jun’s club and praised his cocktails in a related article and his popularity had grown a lot. There had been interviews, articles, even ‘photoshoots’ while he was working. His name had been well known among the lovers of a good cocktail and his future seemed to be undoubtedly successful.

There had been many customers that were trying to flirt with him; men and women. Others would be shy and others would be blunt but Masaki didn’t care. It wasn’t so much the fact that it wasn’t his job to flirt with customers, it was mostly because his heart would beat for one guy that kept haunting his dreams.

He would see him sometimes in Jun’s favorite club along with his two small figured friends and different company each time.  Like tonight. Masaki was with Jun, Toma and some other friends drinking when they heard whistles coming from the dance floor.

“They must be really into it to gain such cheers!” Someone on his right said to his friend, clearly amused and he was proved right. There was indeed a couple that wasn’t dancing… it was mostly fucking over their clothes and the one wasn’t anyone else but him… He had tried to forget about him… but no matter how much he tried he failed… every single time. ‘It seems that once a DoM always a DoM…’ he thought and smiled bitterly.

“Masaki…” it was Jun the one who had spoken, concerned.

“I’m ok, Jun! I really am!” Masaki tried to speak in a convincing tone but failed at it. His eyes though couldn’t leave the pair and their erotic movements a few meters away.

Jun came closer. “Masaki you are not ok… Why do you keep staring if it hurts you so much?”

Masaki bit his lip and turned his gaze to his glass. “Because I’m an idiot…”

“No matter how much you tried you can’t get him out of your mind. Why don’t you try to speak to him? You never know-”

“And then what?! I talk, he sweet talks to me, we do it and then he jumps on his next target… I know the story… I’ve already had the experience once. I assure you it was more than enough”

“I know it but you seem miserable… you search for his news… you went to a race again last month… you want us to come here because you want to see him… you-”

“I’m both a big loser and a DoM I guess…” Masaki shrugged and drank the remaining beer in his glass in one go.

“No you are a man in love…” his friend told him softly in his ear. 

“Even if I am it still doesn’t changes anything…” he mumbled and grabbed his jacket. “I’m sorry, Jun but I have this headache and it gets worse minute after minute… I guess I’ll leave… See you tomorrow at work!”

Jun saw his friend leaving and sighed.

“We must do something to help him…” it was Toma the one who had spoken as he wrapped his arms around Jun’s waist.

“We’ll find a way, baby. We will…”

---

Three weeks ago…


“Welcome to ‘La Rose’…” Masaki’s voice hushed. His eyes were playing cruel games to him. He couldn’t believe it. In front of him there was no one else but him… Sakurai Sho and this time there was no one else with him. “Do you expect company, Sir?” he asked, putting all his effort to sound as neutral as possible.

“No… Tonight I’m all alone…” Sho’s voice was deep and damn sexy.

Masaki smiled. “What would you like me to serve you?”

The other one smirked as he placed his elbows on the counter and leaned closer. “Sex on the beach…” his tone was clearly meaningful and Masaki needed all his strength not to show any of his emotions. He had been told many times that he was easy to read but this time he was determined not to be an open book. Not when the man that had captured his attention and tortured him the last, almost, ten months was in the bar alone and clearly flirting with him. He could feel the other’s eyes stuck on him as he prepared the drink.

“Your sex on the beach, Sir”

“You’re fast… I would have never guessed it…” Sho said smirking and sipped some of the drink letting the different layers hit his mouth. “You surely deserve your reputation…”

“Thank you, Sir” Masaki replied softly and thanked God when he saw the door opening and a young pair entering. He formed his biggest smile. “Welcome to ‘La Rose’!” at least for the night he wouldn’t be stuck with him. He didn’t know how and why he was there but he knew that if he continued talking with him he wouldn’t be able to be strong and he didn’t want to fall into his trap… not after what had happened two years ago.

---

Two days ago…

“We’ll go by the plan!” Jun insisted and Masaki didn’t know what to say. “He’s been coming here every single night. He stays till the bar closes and he’s always alone… Toma isn’t one to be easily tricked!”

“But being desperate to have his mission completed and having feelings for me are completely different…”

“That’s why we will do the small act! The more he can’t have you the more desperate he will be and the more desperate he will be the more he won’t be able to judge things clearly… and reveal his feelings! Believe me, Masaki! Now, go and get changed!”

Toma saw his coworker walking away from them. “You think this Nino told us the truth?”

Jun smirked. “He’s one little devil! He knows what he says… If he claims that Sho has fallen in love with the mysterious bartender of ‘La Rose’ almost two months now, then so it is! I’m sure he mentioned that this Sho has been collecting all the articles he can find about Masaki!”

“Well he surely hasn’t brought any company at the club lately…”

“And he hasn’t left with any as well… but Masaki simply doesn’t want to listen…”

“I wish he hadn’t stopped coming with us after having watched that stupid drunken dance of him and that whoever company of his…”

“Well we know it. And I think it’s time to push them to realize the truth... he deserves it…”

Toma nodded. “Yes… he really does...”
…………………………………………….


“Here he comes!” Toma whispered in Masaki’s ear and the latter held his breath. Did he remember? Did he know? He tried to push away all these ideas that kept coming into his head and forced his usual smile.

“Welcome to ‘La Rose’, Sir. What would you like to drink?” his voice betrayed his nervousness. Masaki cursed in his head but tried to show indifference.

“I would like you to prepare something on your own…” his voice was low as it always was but his eyes were different. They weren’t playful… they were piercing and Masaki realized that the other knew; without a doubt.

Sho lighted up his cigarette and leaned closer. “I hope that tonight, it won’t be plain whiskey, though. Because no matter what you might think of me…” he let the smoke cover the small distance between their faces “I actually do have different layers, Aiba-san…”

Masaki gulped. “As you wish…” He tried not to tremble as he grabbed the bottle of whiskey and the mixer.

“Whiskey again?!” Sho asked raising his eyebrow.

“No” Masaki responded and started preparing the drink without uttering a single other word. Soon, the mix was ready and placed in front of the other who looked at it curiously. “It’s Sazerac”

Sho left the cigarette on the ashtray on his side and took a sip. He frowned as the last drop left his mouth. “Its taste is weird…”

“Weird as…?”

“It’s sweet when you put it in your mouth but afterwards there’s this hint of bitterness stuck in your throat…”

“It’s supposed to be like that, Sir…”

“It’s certainly strong”

“It is. Its basis is rye whiskey, Sir. And I used the highest quality…” Masaki was answering in a fast, almost mechanic way. His heart was beating so fast that he couldn’t control it.

Sho sipped another “Why this?”

Masaki closed his eyes and sighed. “You told me to prepare a drink specialized for you. And so I did…”

“So you imply that I’m like that… Strong and kind of sweet taste at first that leaves bitterness afterwards…” Sho’s voice faded down at the realization of Masaki’s choice. The bartender said nothing. He had just took a hold of the napkin left by another customer sitting on Sho’s left when his wrist was grabbed forcefully by the other. “How can you be so sure?”

“About what?” Masaki’s voice trembled.

“Me… being like that…”

Masaki turned his gaze and met for the first time in the night with Sho’s one. “Sakurai Sho dear doesn’t date… why get things complicated when we can have what we seek for while keeping them simple? Isn’t this your philosophy? Find the target, get him in your bed and then leave him to move on to the next one?!”

Sho’s eyes bulged. How…?

Masaki bit his lower lip fighting the tears that threatened to come up on the surface. “It’s not that I judge you or anything, Sakurai-san… I honestly don’t… you have every right to do whatever you like with your life… but I’ve seen enough… and I’m sorry but I’m not interested in being anyone’s trophy…”

Sho was left without being able to utter a single word. It can’t be… “But last night…” these words caused Masaki to gasp. “You danced with me… you were kissing me…” his voice was loud but he paid no attention to whoever might hear him at the moment. What it mattered, was only the man standing in front of him. “You wanted me… and now… your hand is trembling… your eyes are glittering with tears… you want me…”

“I don’t!”

Sho shook his head. “No! You want me… no matter what you say… no matter how many times you try to fight it… and convince yourself for the opposite, you want me… if you didn’t, then you wouldn’t have surrendered yourself to me as you were… you wouldn’t say my name in that desperate way… you-”

Masaki had it enough. “What do you want from me?! What? To tell you that I realized I had fallen in love with you since I saw you in one of your motorcycle races ten months ago? That despite the fact that I’ve seen you with tens of partners in clubs, I still find my heart pounding like crazy only at the thought of you? That you’ve been haunting my dreams no matter how much I try to forget about you? Or that you’re hurting me by coming here?! I know that you try to have your way with me… and you won’t be satisfied until you succeed… I know… but I’m not going to do you this favor! I know how people like you are… I’ve tasted in the past and I do not intend to taste it once again… it’s bitter… way bitter… and it hurts… so please, find someone else… I’m sure you will find someone out there willing to be with you even if it’s for only a night… just leave me alone… please… Excuse me now. I must serve other customers”

Sho had heard enough. Before he realized what he was doing his grip on Masaki’s wrist tightened. “You are not going anywhere”

“What?”

Sho had already got up from his seat and made sure Masaki was looking at him. “You are coming with me. Now!”

Masaki tried to protest but couldn’t do anything. The other was stronger than him. Soon, he was pulled outside of the bar towards the small alley on its side.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Masaki yelled at him trying to free himself.

Sho stopped his fast pace and turned around pinning Masaki on the cold wall behind him. “I’m taking you somewhere we can talk…”

“But I don’t want to…” Masaki said in a low voice.

Sho smirked and, before the other could say another word, crushed their lips together. His hand roamed in the bartender’s smooth hair, his head tilting on the side so that he could deepen it. His tongue was already tasting the plump, luscious lips of the other and sucking the lower one, he gained access inside the hot mouth he craved to taste. Now that he was sober it was different; it was addictive. The fight between their tongues seemed endless and only when he felt lack of air, he broke the kiss, staring straight into the other’s eyes.

“You do… your kiss just said it all… Now be a good boy and follow me. We need to talk! And I’m not letting you go unless we do talk!” and with that Sho started pacing fast once again, leading a speechless and confused Masaki to his car, parked a few meters away.

***

“Where are we?” Masaki asked panting. The other had dragged him from the car to the door without letting him the chance to do or say anything.

“In my apartment” Sho replied calmly and made Masaki sit on the sofa.

“You will have your way one way or the other…” Masaki whispered on his own and slowly stood up opening one by one the buttons of his shirt.

Sho stopped him. “What are you doing?”

“I just make it easier for you to proceed…” Masaki said smiling bitterly. “That’s why you brought me here, didn’t you?” he was ready to continue when the other took hold of both his hands and made him look back at him.

“I want us to talk… I promise that if you want to leave afterwards you are free to do so but please just hear me out first…” the words were spoken in an almost broken voice. “Please…”

“You don’t want to sleep with me?!” Masaki didn’t know what to say. A part of him wanted to believe that what the other was trying to tell him was what he wanted to hear but another part was repetitively telling him that it was simply a trap.

“I would be lying if I said no” Sho said, muffling a small, rather nervous, laugh before lowering his gaze to meet Masaki’s eyes. “But I brought you here because I want to talk to you without anyone interrupting us…”

Masaki bit his lower lip and after giving it a second thought he nodded.

“You were right. I have indeed said those words. And to be honest I believed them. I made fun of my friends who are together for so many years and crazy for each other… I am a man who always had whoever wanted… I simply fucked…”

Masaki gulped, each word hurting more and more but remained silent.

“I didn’t believe in the term ‘fall in love’ until it happened to me. Not that I realized it immediately. I saw a picture of you in a magazine almost two months ago. You were incredibly handsome but your eyes… those eyes of yours were piercing through my soul. I still remember the way my heart skipped a bit when my lips mumbled your name… Gradually, you won my interest… I grabbed whichever magazine you appeared in… you appeared in my dreams… calling me Sho… and I realized that I wanted you to call me Sho… I came to ‘La Rose’ believing that in three, maximum, nights I’d had you, as you said earlier, in my bed… but I was wrong… you weren’t there… a week passed, then two and then three weeks… almost a month and you kept resisting me.

In the meantime, I tried to hook up with random guys… but for some reason whenever I tried to go further than just kissing, I couldn’t… You would always pop up into my mind… blocking my actions, my thoughts… I didn’t know what was happening to me… I couldn’t explain it… or to be completely honest, I didn’t dare to explain it. My roommate’s boyfriend started mocking me… that I did the one thing I had mocked so strongly… I had fallen in love with you. I didn’t want to believe it… so I tried to hit on you even bolder, every single night but nothing. You refused every single time and my frustration grew bigger and bigger. And then yesterday… when I saw this Jun coming inside and you smiling at him, I realized that I wanted you to smile at me like that… at me and no one else… as I also realized that I had lost…

For the first time in my life, I had fallen in love… I wanted only one man… not to pass a meaningless night with him, but to spend every night meaningfully, to kiss him good morning, to hold him in my arms, to snuggle with him without thinking about anything… I wanted all that… I wanted him but he didn’t want me… he already had someone else… so I left… and then… this morning I was called a coward; a coward that didn’t deserve you and it was true. I didn’t deserve you. I went back home and then scattered images started coming into my mind. My body was heated, strangely satisfied and I didn’t know why until the small pieces formed the most beautiful image I could ever see… You… you calling my name, holding me, kissing me…

I had so much confidence when I entered the bar tonight but you remained the same distant and I couldn’t figure out why… until you spoke… and then it hit me… you knew me… the stupid, the bastard me… I don’t know if I deserve it or not but I have decided to fight… for you… for us. I’m not a coward. This Jun was right. Love makes someone invincible and no matter how many times you turn me down, I’ll be there… because I am in love with you, Aiba Masaki… Truly, fondly, unconditionally…”

Masaki hadn’t realized that there were tears running down his cheeks. His heart was trembling inside his chest and he was seeking desperately to see the truth in the other’s eyes. He wanted to believe… he wanted it so much but could he be sure?

“Please, tell me what you think… tell me what you want…”

“I’m afraid…”

“Why? Why are you so hesitant?”

“Because there was someone else… a bit more than two years ago… someone that had promised me that he was in love with me… and I believed in his words… until one day that I found him with company in the bed he was sharing with me… reassuring that other that I wasn’t his boyfriend… and that there was no problem… when he realized I was there he only smirked… How could I have expected to be with me for all his life?! And I realized how stupid I was… and then… I saw you… and I fell in love at first sight… I admit it… but then I realized you were exactly like him… a player… and I didn’t want that... I couldn’t stand to experience it once again…”

Sho didn’t know what to say. He could easily see himself in that man. He would have done the same… he had done similar shameless things... but this time his heart clenched. “You are right and wrong in the same time, Masaki…” Masaki gasped at the hearing of his name and with teary eyes looked up at the other whose thumbs came and brushed his cheeks softly wiping the tears away. “Right because I used to be like that… a complete bastard but you’re also wrong because I would hurt first, if I did on purpose anything to hurt you… I only want to see you smile… to laugh… I love you…”

Masaki could hear the desperation in Sho’s words. “That’s everything I wanted to tell you, Masaki. You are free to go if you want but know that I will be there… and I will try again… until you are convinced that I do love you with all my heart…”

He saw the other coming slowly closer stopping only when their mouths were a few centimeters apart, feeling his hot breath hitting his skin. Masaki couldn’t deny him. He was afraid… a tiny voice in his head was whispering that it could all be a lie but his heart couldn’t stand it anymore… His hands found hesitantly Sho’s nape and brought him even closer. “I will stay… because I love you and I want to believe y-”

He didn’t have the chance to finish his words as he felt two hands wrapping around his waist and a hot mouth cover his passionately. The kiss was hungry, insatiable; as if everything they couldn’t say in words was taking form in the caresses and touches. In a blink of eye, their shirts were left scattered on the floor as Sho grabbed Masaki by his thighs and led him in his bedroom, almost falling against the wall as no one was willing to stop kissing.

The battle in their mouths was equal leaving them both breathless. Sho had trapped Masaki between his body and the closed door of his bedroom, one hand lost in the latter’s hair while the other was tracing down slowly the slim, yet toned, naked torso moving lower till it reached the tip of the pair of trousers. His mouth had traced Masaki’s jaw line and moved to the crook of his neck, licking and sucking the soft skin underneath.

“You are so beautiful…” Sho whispered and continued his task with even more eager. Soon, teeth came to add pressure, slowly moving further south, where two pink and erected nipples were waiting patiently for his attention. The moan that echoed in the room made Sho smile as he took the right one in his mouth, securing it between his teeth while letting his tongue play torturously with its tip.

“Shooo…” Masaki had started not being in position to articulate anything more than his name. His brain had turned blank as the hand resting on the tip of his pair of trousers decided to move lower.

Sho could sense the other trembling at his touch and more confidently brushed the awakened, hard member over the cloth, gaining a delicious moan from Masaki’s throat.

“Moan for me baby… You like me touching you there… don’t you?” his voice had turned alluringly husky.

Masaki had thrown his head behind, his eyes closed, as sensations were building up inside him. “Huh… y… yes… I do… Pleeeaase…”

Sho raised an eyebrow. “Please what, Masaki? Open your eyes and tell me what you want…”

“I want to become yours…”

“How…?”

“I want to…” Masaki hesitated but the heat of his body was something that he couldn’t overlook. “…feel your mouth…”

“Where?” Sho insisted, loving this small game. Seeing the man he wanted be torn between shyness and desire seemed almost like a dream and he had decided to make him scream louder than he never had in his entire life. “Tell me…” his lips touched feather like a bit higher from the other’s navel.

“Down there… Everywhere…” Masaki said defeated, his face red and flushed.

Sho smirked as his hands worked on the belt making Masaki’s trousers fall to his ankles. “Whatever my Masaki wants…” with his palm he stroked slowly the erection before kneeling down and sucking it softly over the black briefs, causing the precum to wet it partly. The sensation was too much and Masaki could only groan. “Look at me, Masaki… I want you to look at me as I pleasure you… I want you to see how much I want you to feel as you should…”

Masaki moaned and muffled a small whine but did as he was told, gasping as he saw his length vanishing in Sho’s mouth. The way that these full lips had opened to welcome him inside was more than he could actually bear. There were a few licks, the tongue covering softly all the length from the basis to the tip while one of the hands, that till then rested on his hips, came to play with his balls. Masaki was trying with difficulty to keep his eyes open and focused on the other but when the first hard suck came, he couldn’t do anything but close them and surrender completely to the other’s sinful ministrations. “Shoooo” he tried to make his hips stop from thrusting but this mouth around him was so delicious that he couldn’t hold back no matter how much he tried.

“Give it to me, baby…”

Masaki buried his hands in Sho’s hair, gripping it forcefully as his hips started thrusting fast and hard. He expected him to make him stop but the other only encouraged him to continue. He felt his balls tighten; he was about to come. He tried to leave Sho’s mouth but the latter’s hands made him stay where he was. A few hard sucks and teeth on the tip of his cock and Masaki came, ejaculating his hot cum deep down Sho’s throat.

He was left breathless, panting crazily, as he rode his orgasm with the mouth still being wrapped around his now softening member. Only when there was nothing else, Sho did leave him and stood up claiming his lips passionately. Masaki tried to reach Sho’s trousers with trembling hands but was stopped.

“Not tonight… Tonight it’s only about you… is another form of my declaration of love…” Sho whispered breaking the kiss.

He made Masaki lie down to his mattress, now completely naked. “Tonight is the night that I make love to you…” he said once again in a soft tone, his smile turning gradually into a playful smirk when he saw that his lover’s cock had partially came back to life. He leaned closer to his right ear. “You really like it, don’t you Masaki?” his tongue traced the earlobe before kissing softly the skin exactly underneath it. “I want you to like it… I want you to scream…” he locked their eyes together. “And trust me… you will scream tonight, Masaki… on top of your lungs…”

Sho stood up from the bed to get rid of his trousers and briefs in one go before throwing himself on top of the other claiming every single centimeter of his body as his. Masaki’s legs were open, his knees resting against each side of Sho’s hips. He could feel the hardness poking his inner thighs and couldn’t help but wanting to feel the other in him. “Inside… please…” he said incoherently and Sho’s hand moved to his bedside table to grab the lube and a condom.

He turned his head and saw Masaki staring back at him with half closed, dark and blurry due to the arousal eyes and he had to hold himself back in order not to come only at that so erotic view. He opened the small bottle fast and took some in his fingers before pushing one slowly inside. The walls around him clenched at the intrusion but soon they relaxed and ease him to go deeper. He inserted a second one and tried to find the right spot, smiling satisfied when he saw his new lover arching his back deliciously. The third finger followed and soon Masaki was moving his hips against the fingers indicating that he was ready.

“Please…”

Sho growled and bit the right inner thigh as his hand tore up the small package.

“Are you clean?”

His eyes bulged at the hearing of the other’s question. “100%” he answered not believing in his ears. “I do tests regularly”

“Don’t put it then…” Masaki replied in the huskiest and neediest voice he had ever heard him talking. “I want to feel you raw… coming inside of me…”

“Shit! Masaki!” he cursed and without warning he buried himself in one fast go till his balls rested against the other’s butt. “Damn… you feel so good… so good… hnnn…”

He waited for a few seconds so that his lover got accustomed at his size and started thrusting hard and fast. His need was too much. Their pace was fast and the sounds of slapping skins and moans covered the room making them feel even more aroused as they were moving in synchrony.

“Touch me, Sho…” Masaki whined and Sho placed a hand between them, pumping the leaking erection in the same time as his thrusts, enjoying listening to the unintelligent sounds that were escaping from his lover’s throat.

“That’s it baby… Moan for me… more… huh… more…”

The movements were now frantic as they were both close to their release. Sho screamed out loud his lover’s name followed by Masaki’s soundless gasp as a second but the same strong wave of pleasure covered every single cell of his body.

Sho rested on top of Masaki without caring to clean themselves till their breathings turned back to normal. They were sweaty and tired but they both were smiling, satisfied and fulfilled.

Sho pecked Masaki’s nose and took him in his arms. “Thank you for giving me this chance…”

“I’m too much in love with you to say no… I tried… but I couldn’t… I couldn’t resist you… but… a part of me is still afraid…” Masaki’s voice turned lower as he spoke the last words.  

Sho tightened his grip and placed his mouth on top of his lover’s hair. “I know…” he whispered. “And I’m determined to prove to you that you have nothing to be afraid of every single day…”

“I love you…” Masaki said and felt tiredness ghosting in his eyes, causing them to close.

Sho smiled warmly and pecked the top of Masaki’s head. “Sleep, baby…”

***

It was already morning when Masaki opened his eyes just to be welcomed by the cutest smile.

“Good morning, baby” Sho said and leaned closer to kiss softly Masaki’s lips.

“Good morning, Sho” Masaki replied and slowly sat up on the bed.

“Take a shower and come to the kitchen. I’ve prepared hot coffee…”

Half an hour later, they were both sitting at the corner of the sofa in a comfortable silence.

“Can I ask you something?” Sho said his free hand moving feather like up and down Masaki’s shoulder.

“Of course…”

“How did you discover about me and my motorcycle mania? It’s not that I’m famous or anything…”

“I had seen a banner where you appeared among others and your face caught my attention. So, Jun took me in one of your races…” Sho immediately stiffened at the hearing of that particular name. “Relax…” Masaki said trying to muffle his laugh. “He’s a good friend and the owner of ‘La Rose’. His boyfriend is Toma; the other bartender…”

“Ah… so it is…” Sho exhaled relieved.

“I can’t believe that he was right… and at this degree…”

Sho frowned. “About what?”

Masaki poked Sho’s cheek with his finger. “You being jealous…”

“Of course I’d be jealous! I thought I had lost you…” Sho pouted but decided to change the subject. It reminded to him many things that he certainly didn’t wish to remember. “But now tell me… did you like what you saw at the race?”

“Are you trying to get a compliment mister?”

“Maybe…?!” Sho replied mischievously. “I just want to know if I’ve found my very own cheerleader!”

Masaki burst into laughs. “Who knows?! But why the amateur category… wouldn’t you like to try it professionally?”

“No… because once you turn a pro there are big sponsors and then there’s pressure and then it loses its purpose; to simply enjoy yourself and have fun. I prefer to work at the office I am at the moment and keep doing it as a hobby…”

“I understand what you mean… That was the reason I came back from Paris… I wanted to keep doing what I was without pressure… to feel content…”

“See? I’m not a total bastard as you thought… we share some similar points of view over things…” Sho said playfully and grabbed Masaki’s chin, bringing him closer. “I love you…”

“I love you, too…” Masaki replied and leaned to catch the other’s lips when he heard the door opening and the couple he had seen from afar so many times entering the room.

“Good morning love birds! Did you get any sleep or…”

“Nino!” Satoshi made his lover stop and bowed to Masaki. “Nice to meet you! I’m Ohno Satoshi, Sho’s roommate and friend and this is Ninomiya Kazunari, my boyfriend. Don’t pay much attention to him. He tends to speak carelessly but deep inside he’s a good guy!”

“I didn’t say anything! I just wanted to know the number of rounds…”

Masaki blushed and turned his gaze down on his lap but was left speechless when he heard Sho’s reply. “Many… so many… that I actually forgot the number…” he grabbed Masaki’s hand and pulled him up. “And now excuse us, we are going to my baby’s place to continue… Have a nice day, brat!”

***

The door was closed and Nino was left alone with Satoshi.

“What was that for, Nino? I think the four cocktails you drank for free last night are still there!”

“I’m perfectly fine, Satoshi…”Nino’s eyes kept looking at the now closed door. “I just love to tease him…”

Satoshi sighed, shaking his head. “You will never change…” he was ready to go to the kitchen when a hand forbid him to make another step. On the contrary, it was leading him towards his bedroom. “Nino… what are you doing?”

Nino smirked as he trapped his lover between the wall and him. “What do you think?”

Satoshi placed his hands on his shoulders. “You know that he might have lied…”

“I know… as I also know that it might be true… and Sakurai Sho no matter whom he is with won’t surpass us!”

“Nino…”

“I hope Satoshi Jr has the necessary energy…”

“Why?” Satoshi whined knowing exactly what to expect.

“Because you will fuck me many times… so many that we will forget the number…” Nino said huskily and attacked his lover’s neck.

“Ninooooooo”
………………………………………………….


“Do you really want us to go to my apartment?”

Sho pressed the throttle more. “Yes…”

“For what your friend’s boyfriend said?”

Sho muffled a laugh. “Hmmm… Firstly, because I want us to talk… I want to know everything about you… and secondly,”

Masaki bit his lower lip looking at the other through the mirror. “Secondly…?”

“Because it would be a waste not to exploit our privacy the most, baby…” he leaned closer to Masaki’s ear as they stopped at a red light and whispered in a low voice “Don’t you agree…?”




THE END







A.N. Sooo minna!!! Here's the third and last part of this mini-Sakuraiba story! ^_^ I'm sorry for posting a day later but yesterday, I was too tired to type anymore... gomen... (But the last part is ~7.200 words so I hope it did worth the wait!) All things were revealed! Finally! xD I wanted Sho to be sexy in this series and the image of the amateur race driver popped up into my head... a bit cliché but whatever! ;D We also understood why Masaki was so hesitant but in the end decided to follow his heart! Yay!
I wrote Sakuraiba smut after a while!! I honestly hope it turned out to be quite good! xP The whole chapter was mainly focused on Sakuraiba but I couldn't avoid the always naughty Ohmiya - with my beloved brat ;) - and a bit of Junma! :D
I know it wasn't anything special this story but I wrote it as a small gift for all of you, your support and love!!! *hugs*

As for my upcoming SA series it will be 'Cross-linked Chaos'! Please be a bit patient and I will soon start posting!!


I really hope you enjoyed it and as always your comments are <333!!!

See you soon,
Andy ^_^