The Feeling Of Being Loved

Kuwabara slowly shut the door and sat on the ground. He was finally going to be able to see his love again. But he wasn’t sure how Kurama would react to him showing up all of a sudden, or if he would even forgive him. Maybe Yusuke was right, Kurama probably didn’t come back because he really thinks that he’s hated. But Kurama should have know that Kuwabara could never hate him.
Kuwabara looked at clo clock on the wall, it read 7:45pm. Maybe Kurama was at the hotel now and he could see him. He got up and put onackeacket and left. For that hour train ride Kuwabara looked at a picture of Kurama that he kept in his wallet. When he got there he asked several people how to get to the yuuki motel. After a very expensive cab ride he found the motel.

“Sumimasen.”

“Hai.”

“Have you seen a slender red-head anywhere around here.”

“A red-head…yes I have he’s been here for the past month.”

“What’s his room number?”

“Give me one minute,” the clerk shuffled through the register book, “He’s staying in room…11.”

“Doomo.”

Kuwabara left the front desk and went to room eleven and knocked on the door. He waited and knocked again. Finally the door opened, and it wasn’t Kurama who opened it. It was a short old man, fat and balding.

“What do you want?”

“Your not Kurama.”

“You mean that red-head.” He said taking a drag from his cigar.

“Yes. He went to do laundry. You the asshole who broke his heart.”

The old man was right. He had done some things to Kurama that no one should forgive. But then something came to him.

“Who are you?”

“I’m a guest at this motel, what do you think.”

“But why are you in the room with him?”

“I needed a place to stay and there were no rooms. He was downstairs paying for the room and said he had an extra bed and I could stay here.” He took another drag. “Look instead of wasting time talking to me go get your boyfriend.” He closed the door.

He went back downstairs and asked the clerk for the closest laundry mat. He got the information and started walking to the place. When he got there he didn’t see anyone through the windows. He opened the door and went in. He walked around trying to see if anyone was there. He heard a noise and walked back a little further. And saw an area that receded a little. And their he was folding his laundry.

He snuck up behind him and wrapped his arms around the smaller man. Kurama stiffened up a little and turned around ready to defend himself with his fist cocked.

“…Ku…” He dropped his fist. “Kuwabara.”

“Hi baby.” He said weary.

“What are you doing here?”

“I been looking for you the past month and I finally found you.” He said trying to hold back tears. He pulled Kurama into and embrace. He then fell to his knees and pressed his face into Kurama’s stomach and started to cry.

“Please….please take me back. I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry. I was such an asshole for being like that. Please forgive, I can’t live without. Please take me back.”

“Get up.” He said coldly to Kuwabara.

Kuwabara stopped crying and looked up and Kurama. He got to his feet.

“Why should I take you back?. After all the shit you did to me. I have had to live in that nasty ass motel for the past month. The have had to live with someone who is a chain smoker, and has all type of women coming in and out the room. The people next door to use have been blasting music for the past week. And all you can say is “I’m sorry, please take me back. blah blah blah blah bla….”

Kurama was cut short by Kuwabara pressing lipslips against his. At first he protested because he was mad, but soon he relaxed melting into his lovers kiss. Kurama closed his eyes and parted his lips letting Kuwabara slip his tongue inside of his mouth. It felt so good he hadn’t be touch by his man in so long. Kuwabara broke the kiss and looked and Kurama. He opened his eyes, and backed up into the folding table for support as he breathed heavily. He swallowed hard and brought his fingers to his lips. He nibbled on his lower lip, he shifted his eyes to the ground and smiled to himself. He looked up into Kuwabara’s eyes and gave him the look of lust. He motioned for him to come closer.

Kuwabara walked over to him and pressed their bodies together. The larger man brushed his thumb across Kurama’s full-rose colored lips. He lend over and kissed him again. He placed his hands on Kurama’s, now fuller thighs, and lifted him onto the table.

Kurama wrapped his arms around his lover’s neck and pulled his fingers through the an cun curls.

Kuwabara started to kiss a trail of passion down Kurama’s neck. He stopped at that place right below Kurama ear and slowly kissed and nibbled at it. He knew this drove the red-head wild. Kurama pulled his hair tighter and also tightened his legs around the larger mans waist.

“Ugh…” Moaned Kurama.

“I want to be ie ofe of you. Please I need you.” Kuwabara said leaving Kurama’s neck and looking inis eis eyes.

“Kuwabara…fuck me, fuck me hard and me me cum.”

“Your making me so horny, I love it when you talk dirty. Say more nasty things to me.”

As they pulled down their pants Kurama continued to talk dirty.

“I want to you to take your thick hard cock and stick it inside my tight hole….”

“Ugh…yeah.”

“I want you to fuck me so hard,…that I can barely breath. I want you to hit my spot. I want to feel your hot breath on my neck, your tongue inside my mouth. I want to feel your body convulse as you release your seed inside of me.”

“Ugh…God.”

Kurama dug in his bag and pulled out a bottle of lotion.

“I don’t have any lube, but if you don’t want to use the lotion we can wait.” Kurama said with a seductive giggle. “I don’t care what we use and long as I can be inside of you.”

Kuwabara snatched the bottle of lotion and prepared himself. Kurama slide off the table and turned around bent over. He grabbed his ass, spreading it, showing Kura hra his entrance. The large man slide himself inside his lover. They both let out a grunt of satisfaction. They hadn’t been connected like this in a long time and it was pure ecstasy.

Kuwabara slowly started to move himself in and out of him. Kuwabara kneed the new fullness of Kurama hips and stomach. “Ugh...baby it feel so good you being inside of me.”

“Ugh…God, I could cum right.”

“Cum baby, I’m read too.”

Kurama came and let out a long and hard grunt and he convulsed violently. Kurama could have sworn he came more than once just from that. Kuwabara moaned so loudly when he came it echoed off the walled of the empty laundry mat.

Kuwabara slowly pulled himself from the smaller man. He leaned over and rested his head on the red-heads back.

“That felt really good.” Kurama mustered to say.

“I love so much, Kurama.”

“I love you, too.”

As they pulled their pants back on they saw the mess they had made. Kurama went and grabbed some paper towels as Kuwabara put the rest of Kurama’s clean closed in his luggage.

Kurama turned to him as his fixed his hair. “Mmmm, I love quickies.”

Kuwabara laughed and kissed him again. “Let’s go home.”

Kurama smiled and nodded in agreement. .