http://clampfix.fanworks.net/smut/okonomiyaki.txt </head><body><pre>Disclaimer: Just for today, they are Alison's ^_^ Tomorrow, they will belong to CLAMP again. Category: Ho boy, it's LEMON! NC-17. YAOI. etc, etc. Summary: Rooftop, okonomyaki batter, summer afternoon... I miss summer afternoon ;_; Birthday present for Alison, even if she had read it before :D - - - - - - - The Human Okonomyaki (1/1) by Lika Ingredients: * Flour * Eggs * Milk * Noodles * Toppings (vegetables, whatever you want, not shrimp) * Rooftop * An extremely boiling HOT summer afternoon * The flat, well toned stomach of a Green-eyed Omnyouji Kamui and Subaru threw in two handfuls of flour into the mixing bowl, one for each person, as it is suggested to do so on several recipes of okonomyaki. As for the eggs, two eggs is said to be enough for four or five people so they just used one. Kamui then added the milk while Subaru stirred, but not before playfully licking him behind the left ear. Subaru smiled faintly and went on stirring. "Are you sure this will work?" Subaru murmured, his single eye staring at the milk that ran down his chopsticks as Kamui continued to pour with one hand. His other hand came to rest on one of Subaru's firm ass, a completely casual, innocent act made all the more seductive because of its casualness and innocence. Subaru lower his eyelid and looked at Kamui expectantly. Kamui finished pouring and licked the last drop of milk off the mouth of the pitcher. He shrugged. "Grade school taught me that the heat a human being generated while playing soccer could boil tea. If fourth grade science fails, we have other methods of making it work." Subaru chuckled. "He who has the power of the Gods." "Japan's most powerful onmyouji." "I am now." He could say it without sadness, but not without a touch of wistfulness. Kamui didn't mind. He leaned on him and rested his head under the onmyouji's chin. Subaru kissed his hair lightly. "I think the batter's ready." They worked on the toppings next. Kamui chopped up the lettuce and grounded the cereal while Subaru prepared the sauce. The noodles that they had prepared earlier were strained and then rinsed with cold water to keep them from getting sticky. "What if someone walks in on us?" Subaru asked mildly. They were putting all the okonomyaki stuff into a picnic basket, except for the batter of course which Subaru was to carry himself. A grin, followed by hands tugging at the collar of his shirt playfully. "Would that be a problem?" "No," Subaru said in a voice that showed how much he changed from the sixteen-year-old boy who would scramble from sight at the hint of something sexual. You know someone who was *that* squeamish of sex would thoroughly enjoy and revel in it once they got a taste of it. They went onto the top of the building where the sun was blazing in its full glory, flooding the roof in blinding white light. The day was hot, the kind of hot where you believe you lost half your body weight sweating out bodily fluid, where you couldn't see anything clearly because the air seem to be rising in waves that distorted your view. It was the kind of day that when you were younger, you would leave the house in only your swimsuit and plunge into the nearest pool to cool down, and later when you crossed the hot gravel to go home, barefoot, you'd hop and dance, yelling and screaming all the way because the ground felt like a hotplate. It was exactly the kind of day Subaru and Kamui had been waiting for. Shading their eyes with one hand, the two young men unrolled a cool sleeping mat. The day was so hot that already beads of perspiration were forming at their hairline and upper lip. "I guess I have to take off my shirt," Subaru said slowly. He held a warm hand protectively at his collar. Kamui smiled at him reassuringly and reached over on bended knees to undo the first couple of top buttons. He brought his mouth to the hallow where Subaru's collarbone met and kissed him there, a slow, wet kiss that made Subaru shudder despite the heat. He pulled away and quietly finished the rest of the task. The shirt was off, and Kamui settled back on his heels to admire the trim, well-toned torso of his lover. His chest and stomach was narrow but firm, taut muscles just visible under the smooth skin, the ribs faintly seen and strong. He was perfect for the role. Kamui kissed Subaru's mouth and gently pushed him back until he was lying on the mat. Sunlight made the bare flesh gleam like marble white, so bright that Kamui found it difficult to look at Subaru. His eyes were shut tight against the glare of the sun, eyelashes fluttering a little. For a moment, Kamui began to panic and wonder if Subaru would sunburn out here. Instinctively, he reached into the picnic basket and retrieved a dark bandana, which he draped over Subaru's eyes. "Is that better?" he asked. Subaru nodded. The bandana was not heavy but the material was tightly woven enough that little sunlight could penetrate it. He relaxed his eyes, still keeping them closed. "I'll be fine." He meant the words as sign of his trust, having felt Kamui's hesitation the moment before. Kamui seemed to accept them as that. Within seconds, Subaru felt the thin, slightly slimy consistency of noodles being placed under his chest, extending down to his belly button. They were surprisingly cold and his body shook when they touched it. Ice, he thought to himself. Kamui must have brought ice with him in that picnic basket. For what purpose? And what else did he bring with him in that basket? A shiver of apprehension and anticipation ran though Subaru's body. The lower part of his body began to stir and assert itself. Kamui's soft breathing was heard as the younger man dropped lettuce and ground up cereal over the noodles. They had planned to use shrimp earlier, but foresaw disaster in bringing out shrimp on the hottest day of the year. Subaru's mouth twitched humorously at the thought. "Are you all right, Subaru?" "I'm fine. Continue." They still had their moments of miscommunication, when Subaru would make a certain gesture and Kamui would think he meant one thing when he meant the other. And vice versa. Both had spent so long sharing pain with each other that sharing joy was difficult. Kamui still believed Subaru to be thinking of Seishirou when he smiled quietly to himself, even though most of the time now he was thinking of Kamui. They weren't a couple that talked much, really. Both simply took the relationship as it happened, without analyzing, without having to sort through the past, each day followed by another day with each other, until one day they realized they discovered how molded into each other's lives they became, and how right everything felt. The batter was poured on next and it was decidedly cold. There was *definitely* ice somewhere nearby. Subaru gasped, his body aware of the differences of temperature, the cold batter, the warm stomach, the hot skin on his neck and inner thighs and the pulsing heat between his legs. The day being as hot as it was, it didn't take long for the batter to reach a comfortable coolness that Subaru appreciated in the sweltering heat. Dimly, he thought he heard Kamui crunching on something, as if he was snacking on razors or something. He found out what it was later when he felt Kamui's lips on his. The younger man's mouth was icy to the touch, after Subaru got over the shock, they felt good. Even his tongue that gently separated Subaru's lips and probed inside felt cool. Subaru returned the kiss, his own tongue responding to Kamui's. A warm flush flooded his body, and he found the pulsing between his legs become hard and insistent. Subaru was rather short of breath when Kamui pulled away. He was even more so when he felt Kamui's slim hand at his belt. "Kamui!" he said. "Shh," said Kamui, softly but authoritatively. The belt was taken off. Subaru's swallowed as he felt the buttons on his pants being undone. He has to be joking, he thought to himself, but felt otherwise when he felt the same slim hands on his manhood, testing its firmness. He made a choked noise at the back of his throat. "Lift your buttocks a little," Kamui ordered quietly. "Not to too much or you'll spill the batter." Subaru felt dazed, momentarily out of control where his body was concerned. He obeyed without a second thought, the blood roaring in his body as he felt, inch by inch, nothing by air touch his legs and genitals. The air was warm and stuffy, plus thick with heat and passion, but his body shivered at being so vulnerably exposed. It was out of the privacy of their bedroom or any flour walled space where there were clear barriers between them and the rest of the world. Here his body was exposed to the heavens itself with only height as the barrier between his nakedness and the people below. He heard Kamui eat more ice and then, with chucks of ice still in mouth, bend over to kiss him again. It was a shorter kiss, though no less passionate than the first. Kamui kissed other places on his face, like cool drops of rain against his sweaty chin, his cheeks, his forehead. He kissed Subaru one last on the lips, smiling as Subaru's tongue darted out to touch his lower lip, before moving down to his collarbone. He licked at the perspiration there, tasting salt and skin, and slowly, oh so slowly, made a long sucking path down to his chest. Subaru moaned as his felt one wet, growing warm mouth on his nipple, lips pulling at the hard nub, tongue lapping at it. He gasped softly, his arousal between his legs growing hard and stiff, almost uncomfortable. He sighed in protest when Kamui pulled away. He heard Kamui pop more ice in his mouth. Wondering if Kamui would continue with the other nipple, he was startled to feel a hand on his harden penis. Two hands soon, both massaging and gently squeezing the sensitive member. Subaru bit his lip to keep from crying out. The fingers were firm and thorough, causing sensations and emotions that while have not been alien to him for a year now, have not lost their effect to left him dizzy and breathless. Dimly, he the ice crack in Kamui's mouth, and his mind raced forward into nothingness. /I know what's he's going to kiss next./ He didn't expect him to spit the ice particles on him. The sudden shower of freezing drops on his heated genitals caused his body to spasm violently. He howled sharply -briefly- then clamped his mouth shut, gritting his teeth in effort. The muscles along his abdomen and thighs constricted tightly from shock. When his mind cleared, he realized, as his body was still acutely aware of the coldness, that Kamui was completely still and silent. He believed that Kamui was watching him with fascination and possibly amusement. No, this is was Kamui, not Seishirou-- He couldn't see the fear on Kamui's face as his body jerked, couldn't see that it was hesitation and doubt that was making Kamui so still. Over a year ago, Kamui had regained most of his earlier aggression and conviction back, but he never did lose that vulnerability, that fear of hurting those he loved. Watching Subaru's body react the way it, and knowing that he was in charge of the situation made him apprehensive. He wonder if he was going too far into a territory neither he nor Subaru had traveled yet. /Trust Subaru on this. He will tell you when he thinks it's going too far. You have to trust that he will tell you./ Kamui lowered his head and brought his mouth to the water drops on the erection in front of him. The heat of the penis, and that of that hot day, had melted the ice into cool rivers that ran along Subaru's genitals. Kamui licked at him tentatively. Subaru gasped. The temperature difference between that of the warm wetness and the melting ice particles, and the slow seductive movement of the Kamui's open mouth was too much for his mind to comprehend. His hips rose involuntarily, causing bits of batter to dribble over his side were his hands were balling into fists. An attempt to keep control, to keep himself from shouting out his pleasures for all the people below him to hear. He had what he knew was an absurd fear of people hearing his cry and wondering what it was, or worse, running up to the roof to see what was causing it. The fear vanished as he felt Kamui's mouth against the tip of his pulsating erection, lips wrapped around the sensitive top and pushing down with a speed that shocked him, threw all thoughts and doubts out of his mind. He was barely conscious of the fact that Kamui's mouth was sweeping up and down his erection; he mostly felt blood rushing down to his center, and later on, as the sweeping became more urgent, a white, totally indescribable pleasure overtake him. He started to cry out again. Kamui, sensing it, pulled away just before he could get his release. Subaru's breath caught again. He forced himself to breathe normally, forced his mind to slow down and tries to force his body to grew calm. Shivers and sharp sparks of fading pleasure were running through his body, all in protest of being unsatisfied. Somehow, he managed to control himself and think coherently. He heard Kamui taking off his clothes, and then ripping at the package of lubricant. He *knew* there was something else in that basket. Kamui had undressed quickly and applied the lubricant generously. One glace at Subaru showed how the pale skin of the onmyouji was starting to darken and grow pink. He better hurry. Deftly, he lifted Subaru's leg and parted them. Batter was spilling, warmed and cooked, though not baked or formed. With one wave of his hand, he pushed the noodles and most of the batter off Subaru. "Kamui," Subaru said in surprise. Kamui hushed him. He had known it wouldn't work from the beginning. The whole human okonomyaki experience was about something other than seeing if science would work. "Breathe." The command itself was breath, as if Kamui was demonstrating what he wanted Subaru to do. Subaru obeyed. Kamui pushed into him slowly, forcing to breathe as he felt the tight, hard rings of muscle around him, and Oh, they were tight! He gasped, caught his breath, and pushed in again. Beneath him, Subaru took sharp intakes of air each time Kamui moved within him, and release it when Kamui stopped. White electricity sparked in the back of Kamui's house when Subaru had all of him. He was so tight, so hot, and the lubricant made him wonderfully wet. It felt so good. He began to thrust, and Subaru returned them with a force of his own. The onmyouji's legs came to wrap themselves about Kamui's buttocks. Kamui smiled at the contact and then leaned his body over. Subaru gasped as he felt his body constrict at that simple movement, and then felt Kamui's hot skin against his. The blood fold was taken off, and despite the position he was in, despite that Kamui was still moving within, pushing him closer and closer where not a single thought could be coherent, Subaru saw the face of the person he loved, and smiled. Kamui smiled back and kissed him. They wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their bodies together, as if they were trying to get into each other completely. Moving in tandem, they came, Subaru first, splattering his seeds against their chests, and Kamui later, deep inside Subaru. Later, when they were cleaned and dressed, they rolled up the grass matting and threw the uncooked okonomyaki into a plastic bag along with the rest of the batter. Kamui stared at the wet, greasy spot that the batter caused on the rooftop. "I wonder what people will think when they see this." "Let them think what they will," Subaru said. Kamui looked at him. The pinkish tan was still there. Fearful of him getting a sunburn, Kamui decided against cuddling and quickly cleaned the batter off with the leftover ice and quickly got dressed. "Let's go," he said, taking Subaru's arm. He caught the look on Subaru's face as they went down the stairs together. "What's the joke?" he asked. Subaru glanced at the basket with a rueful expression. "Nothing," he said. Kamui understand. He mirrored the grin on Subaru's face. Subaru opened the door and let Kamui in. "It's nothing at all." * End of Fic</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>