Vacation Daze
Chapter 8 - The Last Night Part 2
Author's Note - Once again, sorry for the long delay! I'm a horribly slow writer, but I do finish things eventually. Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed this story, and I promise I will be updating my other stories soon, too. Well, at least in the next month or so. Much thanks to my beta and the other half of my otp takadainmate!
Ban didn't think he remembered a time when the bedroom had seemed so impossibly far away. Granted they didn't usually have a bedroom at all, and he was beginning to think things would have been a lot simpler if they had just started this in the bug. Not that it was the most comfortable place in the world either for this sort of thing, but it was better than the hard kitchen floor which was where they were now located. His drunken musings were interrupted by Ginji's mouth, moist against his ear.
"Do we have to go to the bedroom Ban-chan? I like it here."
Ban paused, trying to make himself form words. "On the floor?"
"You're not on the floor." Ginji pointed out.
Absently, Ban realized that Ginji was right. He was on top of Ginji, who was on the floor. Somehow that didn't seem to make much difference. He was about to make that clear when Ginji kissed him again. All thoughts of moving left his mind in seconds flat. Damn, Ginji was distracting. He struggled for control over his body and finally managed to push Ginji off him, lurching to his feet.
Ginji was nowsprawled on the floor looking up at him with a frustrated expression. "Ban-chan..."
"We are not staying here and that's final. If you want to keep going you're going to have to come with me to the bedroom." Ban put on his stern, I'm not taking no for an answer look, and stared at Ginji pointedly.
Ginji sighed and stood up, stretching and looking very innocent for a moment before launching himself at Ban, so that Ban's back was against the kitchen wall as Ginji kissed him. Their bodies were pressed together and he could feel Ginji's hardness through the thin layer of their beach clothes. The knowledge made Ban a little light headed. He couldn't resist pushing his hips forward slightly and was rewarded with a moan as Ginji broke the kiss and buried his face against his shoulder. He tried to remember where it was they were supposed to be going, but was distracted again when Ginji began thrusting hard against him. It was all getting to be too much, too fast. They were never going to make it out of the kitchen at this rate. "Ginji..." He couldn't seem to form his thoughts into coherent words through the haze of lust and alcohol. Ginji silenced him with a finger to his lips.
"Shh." Ginji began unbuttoning Ban's shirt awkwardly and popped a button in his hurry to get it off.
"Idiot! You're messing up my shirt!" Ban pushed him away and started unbuttoning it himself.
"Oops, sorry Ban-chan. I guess I just got too excited." Ginji said contritely.
Ban laughed. "You don't look very sorry." In fact, with his flushed cheeks and mussed hair Ginji looked almost wanton, which only served to turn Ban on even more. He only had a second to drop the shirt on the floor floor before Ginji was on him again.
Ginji licked his way down Ban's chest, tracing circles around Ban's nipple with his tongue. He ran his palm hesitantly over Ban's erection, caressing it through his shorts. This time Ban was the one groaning as Ginji knelt down and then looked up at him questioningly. At first Ban wasn't sure what he wanted, but when it sunk in he could only nod.
Seeing his expression, Ginji smiled, but looked a little worried. "I've never done this before, so let me know if it feels good, Ban-chan." Tentatively, he lowered Ban's shorts and licked his erection slowly, moving from the tip to the base. Ban's hips jerked, but he managed to keep himself under control.
"How's that, Ban-chan?"
"Umm..." He was interrupted by Ginji taking his erection into his mouth as far as he could and then pulling back to the tip. This time he couldn't control himself, and moaned as his hips arched forward against his will. The next few moments were a blur as Ginji increased his speed. It must have been less than two minutes later, when he could feel the pressure in his groin starting to overload. "Ginji stop, I'm going to..." When Ginji showed no signs of stopping, Ban summoned all his self-control and pushed him away just in time. Ginji was once again sprawled on the floor, looking slightly dazed.
"Sorry, Ban-chan. I meant to stop, but I just..."
"Ginji. Bedroom. Now. And don't touch me or come near me at all until we get there."
Ginji looked around the small kitchen worriedly. "I don't think I can get up by myself, Ban-chan."
"Somehow, I think you can do it. See you there!" With that Ban left the kitchen, and went through the living room, finally making it to the bedroom and collapsing on the bed. He lay on his back with his hand over his eyes as he struggled to control his breathing and ignore his throbbing erection. When exactly had Ginji gotten to be so sexually aggressive? And how could he have ever thought that Ginji wasn't interested in him that way? The signs all seemed so obvious when he looked back on them. The excessive touching, the thing with that Yumi girl, the comment about vaseline... Okay, maybe that had been innocent. But there was no denying it. He was the one who had been an idiot.
He heard Ginji come in, but didn't move from his position on the bed.
"Are you mad at me, Ban-chan?" Ginji asked quietly, as he sank down on the fluffy blanket next to him.
"Why would I be mad?"
"Because this whole time I've been hoping...I mean Natsumi-chan and I thought that this trip would be a good chance for us to finally get together and I..."
"Natsumi?" Ban interrupted, moving his hand away from his face. "She was in on this?" He looked up to see Ginji leaning over him, his warm brown eyes looking extremely worried.
"I didn't know who else to talk to! Kazuki and Shidou are always busy, and I would have felt weird talking to anyone else. I was getting a little worried since it was so close to the end of the trip and I hadn't been able to tell you. So I had to call her while we were here and ask her advice..."
"What! You made a long distance call to Tokyo from here?"
Ginji looked taken aback at the very suggestion. "No, no. Natsumi-chan lent me a phone card so I could call her if there were any problems. I didn't want to bother her, but it was almost time for us to leave so she said I should do the whole, you know, masturbation thing." Ginji blushed hotly as Ban stared at him in shock.
"You mean that was staged?" he asked incredulously.
"Well, not staged exactly. I mean I was actually, you know, and everything. I can't really fake that. I was thinking about you, and when I heard you come in..." He broke off, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but in that room with Ban.
"I don't believe this," Ban mumbled. Innocent little Ginji, purposefully masturbating while knowing that Ban was in the house, much less watching.
"I'm sorry, Ban-chan! I knew it was wrong. I shouldn't have pretended like that." Ginji's voice was edging upwards into panic.
"I'm glad you did," Ban said softly.
"What?" Now Ginji looked like he was in shock.
"I felt the same way about you and I certainly wasn't doing anything about it."
"You feel the same way? Really, Ban-chan?" Ginji's voice was trembling.
"Of course, you idiot," Ban grumbled. "Hasn't what we've been doing for the past twenty minutes proven that much to you?"
"I thought maybe you were just going along with it because you didn't want to hurt my feelings or something, and then when you wanted me to stop in the kitchen..." his voice trailed off.
"I wanted you to stop in the kitchen because I wanted our first time to be in a bed, not against the kitchen wall surrounded by dirty dishes."
"There weren't that many dirty dishes!" Ginji protested. "I mean, I was going to do them tonight!"
Ban smiled. "Ginji, come here." Reaching up to cup the back of his head he pulled him down for a kiss that was at the same time gentle and familiar. Ginji's body seemed to melt against him, and Ban noticed with amusement that his partner had once again managed to end up on top. Unfortunately, Ban's motivation to do anything about it had disappeared. The short break had helped, but Ban knew he had been so close to the edge before that it wasn't going to be long for him, and he could tell from the small hungry sounds Ginji was making that he wasn't going to be far behind.
"You have on way too many clothes," Ban pointed out as he broke away and pulled off his shorts and underwear. Ginji made a sound of protest and reached for him again.
"Don't make me strip you," Ban threatened, slapping his hands away.
Ginji brightened noticeably. "You're going to strip me, Ban-chan?"
"Well, at least I should be able to do it without ruining your clothes." Pushing Ginji down on the bed he made short work of his swim trunks and T-shirt, flinging them across the room. He took a moment to just look at Ginji, lying naked and pliant against the soft blankets before he couldn't resist any longer and kissed him roughly. Ginji's hands were immediately on him, tangling in his hair as he attempted to pull Ban closer, arching into his thigh.
"Ginji," he breathed and then gave a sharp intake of breath as Ginji moved his hand down his body to his erection.
"I can touch you now, right?" Ginji asked breathlessly.
Ginji didn't wait for a reply but instead began moving his hand up and down in quick regular motions as his thrusting became faster and more desperate. Ban no longer saw any reason to resist and let him continue until he was once again a hair away from losing control. The slight current of electricity that Ginji always possessed seemed to become stronger as it washed over Ban's body in tingly waves, making him moan against Ginji's throat. That tingly feeling gave him the last push he needed to go over the edge, and with one last thrust he came in a warm rush across Ginji's hand and stomach, collapsing on top of him. Ginji bit down on his shoulder as he came moments later, calling Ban's name.
They lay like that for a few minutes, and Ban began to wonder if he would ever find the strength to move. Ginji's electricity had faded to a dull satisfied buzz, and his eyes were closed. Finally, he opened them and looked worriedly at Ban.
"I didn't hurt your shoulder, did I?" he asked.
"What?" Ban was momentarily confused. "Oh, you mean where you bit me?"
Ginji grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, Ban-chan."
Ban laughed and rolled off him, collapsing next to Ginji on the bed. "I'll just have to make sure I pay you back for that one."
"Now?" Ginji asked. "We still have that vaseline we brought, right?"
Ban just stared.
"I could give you a massage..." his voice trailed off as he saw Ban's expression. "Did I say something wrong?"
"Nothing at all," Ban replied. "Come on, get cleaned up so we can go to bed. We both had a lot to drink and it's getting pretty late. Maybe in the morning I can show you another way to use the vaseline before we leave."
"Really, Ban-chan! I can't wait!" Ginji said happily.
Ban gave him an extremely suspicious look.
Ban groaned as he opened his eyes, trying to let in as little of the bright sunlight as possible. Squinting, he could just make out the time on the small clock on the nightstand. Ten-thirty...It didn't matter they were on holiday. They were...They were supposed to be heading back today. Abruptly, he sat up, and then groaned again as the headache set in. Dammit, he knew there was a reason that he avoided tequila.
"Ban-chan...Don't go..." Ginji asked sleepily as he snuggled closer and threw one arm across Ban's chest.
Ban pushed him off gently. "Come on, get up. We have to get going."
Ginji's eyes blinked open. "Where are we going?"
"Home. It's going to be a long drive so we really need to leave soon."
"Aww..". Ginji moaned, but obediently stood up and started heading towards the bathroom.
Ban began throwing things into their duffle bag as he tried to ignore his raging headache. He just needed some aspirin. Some aspirin, some coffee, a few smokes, and he would be fine. A moment later he heard some strange sounds coming from the bathroom.
Ginji stuck his head out, looking a bit green. "I don't feel so good, Ban-chan..." his words were cut off as he frantically made his way back to the toilet.
Ban groaned. This day was just getting better and better. The last thing he needed was to have Ginji puking in the car the entire way back to Tokyo. Sighing, he picked up his wallet and checked the money situation. One more day on the beach wouldn't kill them. And maybe they would have a chance to use that vaseline after all...
The End