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“Hey!” Eli waved his hand wildly and pointed to the inch of space between them. “I can use the bathroom alone!” Just like every other human past the age of five.
Haruka’s eyes were blank for a moment, but then he smiled. “That’s one less thing to fight over, at least.”
“I’m sure we’ll find something else soon enough.”
Eli missed the way Haruka went still because he was busy stealing his laptop back.
“I have a list of all the places I want to go. You’re taking me to every single one of them.” He brought up a document he started four years ago. It was over ten pages long now.
“Hn.”
Eli stopped mid scroll. “I’m not serious. We don’t have time to go to all of them. But I want to see Osaka Castle. Oooo! And can we go to Nara? I want to feed the deer.”
“They aren’t as cute as you think—they’re all a bunch of ass-biters.”
“Then you better get a picture.”
Haruka ruffled Eli’s hair. “Deal.”
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Eli
Everything was a bit of a blur when they finally touched down in Japan. Eli would have expected it to be something akin to a religious experience, visiting the country he’d been obsessed with since he was little. Instead, jetlag had joined forces with the stress of suffering a blackout and having a fight with Haruka to create a surreal bubble around his mind.
He allowed himself to be led through customs and responded automatically when given the perfunctory questioning by airport security. It was only when he was bundled into the back of a massive black limo that he came back to himself.
Haruka was buckling him in, lifting his arm out of the way like a doll when Eli asked, “Where are we going?” He tried to tug his arm out of Haruka’s grasp, but it was held in a gentle, but iron grip as he finished buckling Eli in.
“Home.” Haruka took Eli’s chin and lifted it, placing a light kiss on his lips. Then another one that lingered and grew until Eli’s head was spinning and he’d forgotten what they’d been talking about.
Haruka didn’t pull away until Eli was gasping. Unconsciously, Eli reached for Haruka to draw him back in and grumbled when he didn’t budge.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” The twinkle of mischief in Haruka’s eyes didn’t make him look sorry at all. “I think it’s better to stop before I forget where we are.” Haruka motioned toward the glass divider between them and the driver. “I don’t want anyone else to hear the sounds you make when I fuck you.”
“Oh my god, Haruka.” Eli groaned and tried to bury himself in the seat cushions. He failed because Haruka had been too thorough when he’d belted Eli in. How the hell had he forgotten they were practically in public?
“I promise to make it up to you when we get home.” Haruka leaned back, and the heat that had been building in his eyes banked and went dormant.
Something about how easily he’d regained control irked Eli.
He really shouldn’t. He knew he shouldn’t, but there was something in him that wanted to knock down the walls Haruka so effortlessly built around himself, and it made Eli say, “You’ll be lucky if I ever let you touch me again.”
Haruka’s eyes flashed, and he raised an eyebrow. He leaned in until his forehead was touching Eli’s. “You say that like it’s a deterrent. But we both know you like it when I hold you down and make you cry.”
Eli hissed as all the blood in his body tried to get to his dick at the same time.
Haruka cocked his head to the side like a bird of prey when it saw something interesting. “Don’t look at me like that unless you want me to forget about not wanting other people to hear you.” His thumb ghosted over Eli’s lower lip.
Words stopped being a part of Eli’s toolbox of abilities.
How quickly Haruka could take him from a thinking, rational person to a being of pure sensation. One whose sole focus was Haruka and Haruka alone.
Distantly, Eli heard the sound of leather protesting as it was crushed under Haruka’s hand, now very close to Eli’s head.
“If you are very, very good for me right now, I won’t fuck you into screaming my name until we get to my room.”
Eli was having trouble remembering why exactly it would be a bad thing if they didn’t wait.
