It was cold; the wind bit into his flesh and he licked his dry lips. Die stuck his hands into the pockets of his trousers in order to warm those freezing fingers of his. Shinya was beside him, wearing all wool and was looking less cold than he was.

" Nn, Shin-chan, lend me your pockets," Die grinned behind the unsuspecting drummer and buried his hands inside the pockets of Shinya’s pants. Shinya shrieked.

" Wah, don’t move around, Shinya!…Or else I’ll molest you!" Die pasted his body against Shinya’s warm one.

" You pervert!" Shinya seethed at him. But didn’t protest when Die took his hands out of his pocket and wrapped his strong arms around his body.

" But I’m so, so cold…" Die said huskily and kissed the back of the younger man’s neck.

Shinya bit his lower lip lightly and blushed. "Stop by in my apartment…I’ll warm you up…"

***

Shinya brushed his feminine fingers along the curve of Die’s back. The water was warm, the steam was rising into his face even though he was kneeling outside the pool of water. He was wearing a red robe, tied together in the middle with a thin sash.

"Feel better?" He placed his legs on either sides of Die’s body and gently massaged his lover’s shoulders.

"Feels good…" Die stretched his legs in the jacuzzi. He moaned when Shinya kneaded his tense neck. "I can get use to this." The guitarist smiled and took one of Shinya’s hand and brought it to his mouth for a kiss. "Come and join me."

" Hm?" Shinya played with the end of Die’s blood red hair which fell just below his shoulders. Die turned around and Shinya could see the look on his face that told him to be careful of Die. He tugged on Shinya’s hand, pulling him down into the bubbling water. "No! My robe will get wet," Shinya gave an excuse.

But Die gripped tighter on his hand as his lower body emerged from the water so that his face was on the same level as Shinya’s. "So take it off," he said, fingers coiling on the narrow piece of cloth. He kissed Shinya’s soft lips as he undid the ribbon there and slid his hands over Shinya’s smooth belly. The red robe fell onto the tiles as Die retreated into the warm water, bringing Shinya along with him.

Shinya’s bare hips sat on Die’s lap, straddling him as they kissed. The previous cold no longer bothered both of them now that they were both a little more than warm. Shinya brought his tongue up and boldly lash out at Die’s, his fingers tangled in his hair as he gripped the older man’s head in place.

" Mmm…" Die closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. His hands touching Shinya’s back, slowly moving down until he cupped the round curve of his ass. Shinya broke off the kiss and Die’s eyes snapped open. The young man giggled as he tore away from Die’s arms and left the jacuzzi, water dripping on the floor as he walked over to the sink. He opened a drawer and extracted something out.

"What’s that??" Die asked. He could feel the water caressing his back and butt but he liked Shinya’s hands more…

"I still haven’t finished my massage…" Shinya told him, making him sit on the first step of the jacuzzi so that only his legs where immersed in the water.

"Huh?" Die obediently sat still.

Shinya took the bottle of body oil and lathered some onto his palms. He kissed Die’s neck as he began to run his hands over his shoulders in circular motions, pressing down on certain points that made Die moan. He kneaded the base of his neck, feeling Die dreamily leaning against him, his hair tickling his chest. He rubbed down Die’s back as he kissed and bit on his earlobe, teasing him.

"Shinya…" Die hands reached behind and grasped his head, bringing his lips down to kiss his neck. Shinya could smell the slightly fragrant oil on his skin mixed with the smell of Die’s masculinity. He slid his hands to the front, drawing attention to Die’s taut chest.

Die moaned.

Shinya toyed with his erect nipples, all the while nipping on the tender skin of his shoulders. Shinya poured some oil on Die’s belly and stroke it to spread it evenly. Die’s breathing was becoming heavy while Shinya hummed leisurely, his fingers nearly touching Die’s pubic hair.

Die turned his head and claimed Shinya’s pliant lips, his hands catching Shinya’s petite ones and moved them low between his legs to massage him there. Shinya felt himself blush as Die made him wrap his fingers around his length even though he responded passionately to his kiss. He squeezed Die and heard him gasp.

" You’re so naughty, Die! Getting horny while I’m giving you a massage! What were you thinking about?!" Shinya scolded him and teased him by scraping his thumb nail across the sensitive tip.

"I was thinking about you ne?" Die laughed and pumped into Shinya’s hands. He let out a groan as he came, coating Shinya’s fingers with his come.

Shinya quickly went away to wash his hands of the oil and semen. As he was rinsing his hands, Die came up behind him and trapped him there. "I was thinking what I am gonna do to you…" Shinya shivered a bit when Die kissed his neck, both their eyes staring at their own reflection in the mirror.

"What…are you going to do to me?" the drummer asked. He felt Die’s hands caressing his inner thighs, inching higher and higher until he cupped his arousal. Shinya gave a light moan, feeling Die’s hands smearing the body oil along his length. "Nn…" He thrust his head back to rest on Die’s shoulder as he moved his hips forward. In the mirror, he could see his half-lidded eyes cloud with pleasure and Die’s handsome face.

Die turned him around as he glided his hands up Shinya’s chest. He could almost feel his heart beating madly beneath the flesh. Their naked bodies were now slick with oil and sweat as they rubbed against each other. Die kissed the tempting lips, brushing his lips against Shinya’s neck. "I like how you smell…so clean and…innocent!"

"Innocent??" Shinya mouthed.

Die flicked his tongue over a nipple and felt Shinya’s quiver. "But I know you’re not ‘that’ innocent!" he smirked and encased the nipple in his mouth, clamping the hard nub of flesh in his mouth as he sucked.

" But you may be wrong…" Shinya breathed heavily. "…I might just be…innocent." He wrapped his legs around Die’s body, rubbing his erection on Die’s tummy.

"Maybe," Die thought. He wedged a hand between their bodies to touch Shinya’s hard arousal. Shinya gasped, begging him for more. "Or maybe not…"

"I am…I’m just a man," Shinya pouted and rocked into Die’s hand.

" I know," Die licked a trail down and grabbed Shinya’s enticing thighs. "I know…"

Shinya cried out when Die took his erection in his mouth. His legs were now around Die’s neck as his hands buried themselves in his hair. "Yes…!"

Die stroked the vein running from the base of his length to the tip with his tongue. Clutching Shinya’s hips, he brought him up to sit on the marble surface, just beside the sink, knocking down the bottles of cream and soap. Shinya just held on to him and moaned, trying to thrust into Die’s warm, wet mouth but the guitarist would not let him. Die just pressed him down and sucked on him.

" Die…!" Shinya closed his eyes as he climaxed, spilling his semen inside his mouth. Die swallowed fast, not allowing a single drop to escape. The drummer collapsed against the mirror, panting as Die’s mouth left him. He opened his eyes and saw the man staring at him. "What?"

Die didn’t answer; he just grabbed his chin and kissed him roughly, shoving him up against the mirror which was steamed up. Shinya could feel something hard and big pressing against his inner thighs and he trembled. Die’s tongue slid between his lips and stroked the soft walls of his mouth. He groped the sink for the bottle of cream that had fallen in. The cap came off easily as he twisted it and fell onto the floor below.

" Die? Mmm…" Die kissed him again, hungrily until he had no air left in his lungs to speak.

Despite the heat in the bathroom, the cream was still cold, or so it felt as Die spread it over his opening. He bit his lips and parted his slim legs. He opened his legs wider as Die inserted two fingers inside to lubricate the passage. Little moans and gasps emanated from his parted lips.

" Ah, my sweet Shin-chan…" Die moaned as he lather the cream over his thick manhood.

Shinya felt his face flush crimson. "I’m not yours…" he giggled shyly and pulled himself up to kiss Die’s face.

"Then I’ll make you mine," Die replied huskily in his ear and eased himself inside Shinya.

Shinya gently rocked his hips against Die’s erection and heard himself moan. His arms were around Die’s neck as the older man kissed him all over his face and neck while impaled him. Die gripped Shinya’s round buttocks, pressing him harder against the mirror as he made Shinya his. Shinya was so tight and hot and his little whimpers and cries only made Die increase the speed of his thrusts.

" Ah..! Die! Oh, Die!!!" Shinya cried, pulling hard on Die’s hair.

Die kissed his mouth, drowning his moans and held him still with his arms as Shinya came. Die came a split second later and Shinya felt a burst of hot liquid spill over the walls on his insides and pure pleasure searing through his body and numbing his brain.

***

The lukewarm water felt cool against their skin when they returned to it. Shinya kissed Die’s chin lightly and rested his head on his chest. Die nuzzled his hair, drowning in the scent that was Shinya. He hugged the young drummer close as Shinya rubbed the body oil of Die’s stomach with a bar of soap.