Look at Me
Chapter 16
Ran couldn't rip his eyes away from the sight of Yohji. The blond
was dressed in a long sleeved black crop top, knee high black boots
with silvery metal buckles down the sides, hip hugging leather pants,
and a pair of studded red leather belts criss-crossed from the
loops. The golden hair was completely loose and danced around the
lanky assassin's face as he moved on stage, the guitar bending to his
will.
Each member of the group had a favorite song, from back in the days
when they'd been a cover band. Jo and Yohji took turns in singing
them, both their voices sounding very good, despite Yohji's previous
claims to the contrary. The five members of the band hadn't lost
their touch, if the response of the assembly were any indication.
Many of the attendees had been friends of the group from the past and
now they were fully into the celebration.
After the first four songs, Yohji traded instruments with Ryan and
smiled as he stepped up to the microphone. "Time to end this set the
right way…" He plucked at the bass guitar in his hands and made sure
that it was still in tune. "This goes out to a particular someone… I
don't think I have to say who."
With that, the blond started the low thrum of the opening rhythm and
the last live song began…
"You don't make it easy, you never keep it straight…
But you're so damn sexy, I can't keep away."
Yohji was all sexuality and predatory as he prowled around on the
stage. The song itself somehow seemed more primal in nature to Ran
as he watched the object of his heart perform it. Oh, he'd heard the
song before, but in the hands of his love, it took on new meaning.
I need your love, I need your skin…
I need you baby, to let me in.
I can't get enough of you baby,
I can't get enough, it's never enough.
I can't get enough, I'm still hungry.
Baby give it up, `cause I can't get enough.
It's all right, it feels good.
When I'm in your chains, it's understood…
That you're my owner, my only will.
Come and get me while I'm quiet and still.
I can't get enough of you, baby,
I can't get enough, it's never enough.
I can't get enough, I'm still hungry.
Baby give it up, Don't ya know."
I can't get enough of you, baby…
Can't get enough of you, baby.
Never enough.
Don't you wanna give me some?
Can't get enough.
Don't keep me waiting.
Never enough.
Put it right here.
I can't get enough of you, I'm still hungry…
Can't get enough of you, baby.
Never enough.
Don't you wanna give me some?
Can't get enough.
Don't keep me waiting.
Never enough.
It's all right, it feels good.
When I'm in your chains, it's understood.
My soul confession, the devil's due.
Come and get me, girl, it's up to you.
I can't get enough of you, baby,
I can't get enough, it's never enough.
I can't get enough, I'm still hungry.
Baby give it up, Don't ya know.
I can't get enough of you, baby…
Come and get me."
The curtains closed then, but the redheaded assassin couldn't get the
last sight of Yohji out of his mind. Those glittering green eyes had
looked right at him at the end of the song, things burning deep in
them that Ran could easily guess the meaning of. It didn't take a
genius to figure it out, really.
Yohji was fully intending that they consummate the renewed
relationship.
He shuddered at the very mental image of being under that lean body
and subject to only their shared desires. Beside him, Sharon could
feel his discomfort and looked at him. Her knowing smile somehow cut
through the young man's shock at the knowledge.
"He doesn't do things by halves, does he?"
Ran looked at her blankly, not sure he understood the meaning.
Truthfully, he wasn't sure if he could add one plus one together and
come up with the correct answer. Something told him that these
things were going to happen soon. He stood up, excusing himself
absently, and ducked for the nearest bathroom.
He stood with his back to the door and took a few deep breaths,
trying to regain some equilibrium. Ran started the cold water tap
and cupped his hands under it, relishing the frigid quality before he
splashed it over his cheeks. It cooled the heat pooling there only a
little.
The worse heat, the one that wasn't going to be so easily put off,
was the heat that was growing in the lower portion of his abdomen.
He was so absorbed in what he was doing that he never noticed the
door open behind him. Nor did he realize that there was a warm
presence at his back.
Ran was completely oblivious until long, lean arms wrapped around him
and hauled him back against a hard, lithe frame. Then, soft lips
were nibbling at his ear and he didn't care that he'd been taken
unawares. "Ugn… Yohji…"
Those lips moved to the side of his neck, biting gently. Yohji's
words were whispered hotly in his ear. "I think you got the message
I was trying to put across."
"Yes," Ran hissed softly, his eyes fluttering closed. His hands
moved back, resting on the front of his love's thighs, feeling the
tense muscles that lay behind the leather. Yohji hadn't bothered to
change out of the stage clothes, which was fine by the swordsman.
"Tonight," Yohji whispered, "It's going to be just you and me. No
interruptions, no missions… just us. Do you think you're ready for
it?" The question was the blond's way of asking if it was what Ran
wanted.
"… Yes."
Yohji turned him around and fused his lips to the swordsman's. It
all seemed like a beautiful dream that Ran didn't want ending any
time soon. His hands slid up each of the blond's arms, into the soft
wavy hair, and held on for dear life. Yohji's kisses were something
that took his breath away.
The tall assassin didn't stop there, either. His mouth roamed down,
past Ran's cheek to his neck, and started leaving a hot trail of
kisses all along the alabaster flesh. The redhead moaned softly at
the caresses and his hands tightened their hold in the soft hair.
Yohji really wasn't playing fair in this little game.
"Ran… I can't wait." Yohji's voice was hot in his ear. "Even back
in Japan, you were driving me crazy."
TBC