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Growing Together (TaiYama Week 2018, Day 7: Memory Loss)
Summary: A tasty treat for TaiYama Week 2018. The blossoming of a new relationship; the development from friends to lovers. Blissful moments and the hardships faced.
Original story here:
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Warnings: One mild swear word, the mention of alcohol, and a bit of nudity and promiscuity :3
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"Taichi?" An urgent voice bit through the darkness.
A groan fell from his dry lips as he gradually become aware of the thumping in his skull. He closed his eyes tightly, willing the sensation to ease off.
"What the hell happened last night?"
They were not the words Taichi really wanted to hear as he slowly eased himself back into the realms of reality.
As he become more aware of his surroundings, the first thing he realised was that Yamato's body was still wrapped around his, and they were both very much naked.
"Did we... You know?"
At least they were in Yamato's bed, and not somewhere random.
"Probably. Maybe. I don't know," The brunet finally concluded after a long stretch of silence. "My mind's a little hazy."
His eyes finally met with Yamato's. The blond's pupils were completely dilated, and he had appeared to have stopped breathing, but only for a moment.
"Oh, shit. Tai, your body-"
"-Is hot. I know, thanks."
Yamato briefly shut his eyes and exhaled deeply.
"Just look in the mirror."
Sighing, Taichi swung his legs over the edge of the bed, then heaved himself up, swaying unsteadily as he tried to find his balance. Once stable enough, he headed over to the full-length mirror that was on the wall next to Yamato's door. Glancing at his reflection, his eyes widened.
"You've maimed me!" Taichi almost sobbed when he saw the countless scratches spread out sporadically across his chest and thighs, and the apparent bite marks littered along his neck. Turning around, he peered over his shoulder and winced when he saw very similar marks strewn across his back. "What happened?"
To the best of his knowledge, Yamato was never usually this aggressive.
"Ok, let's try and think," Yamato said, rubbing his index fingers against his temples. Moments later, he reached over and grabbed his phone from the bedside table and flipped the device open. "Today's the 15th February, so yesterday was Valentine's Day."
Taichi's mind rewound to the start of yesterday evening. Hiroaki, being a liberal kind of dad, had left them some beers in the fridge whilst he had gone to spend the night at his girlfriend's apartment. 'Some beers' had turned out to be obviously one too many for Yamato and Taichi to handle.
There apparently was a fine line between drinking enough to try and ease some nerves, and then ending up with complete memory loss.
"Wait."
Yamato's turned his attention back to Taichi, who was drumming his fingers against his chin.
"I think we may have recorded it."
The blond parted his lips, but no sound escaped. Shaking his head, he cleared his throat before trying to speak again.
"What?"
Taichi was already making his way back across the room, still wobbling ever so slightly, until he reached the shelves that were on the wall opposite Yamato's bed. He pointed to a video camera that was wedged between some CDs and an encyclopaedia.
"We can look back on the footage and find out what actually happened," the brunet explained as he reached over and picked the object up.
Yamato instantly leapt up to his feet.
"No, no, I don't want to watch it! Destroy it, burn it!"
He tried to grab the camcorder from Taichi, but the brunet darted out of the way.
"Come on, we have to. For the future of our children."
"Our children? What the hell are you... " Yamato trailed off and pressed his hand against his forehead. "Fine, whatever. Let's connect it up to the TV and have a look."
Once dressed, they headed out into the living room, and, after guzzling down some much needed water and aspirin, Taichi slid down onto the sofa as Yamato slotted the DV tape into a VHS tape converter. He bit down on his lip before he slid the tape into the video player and then slouched down next to Taichi.
The screen lit up, a wobbly view of Yamato's bed as Taichi tried to place the camcorder down on the shelf, followed by drunken chuckles and excited whispers as they headed over to the bed. Seconds later, the boys were on the mattress, kissing wildly.
For the next several minutes there was lots of groping, heavy pants and moans, and a fair amount of scratching. Then, there was a strangled groan as drunken Yamato's teeth sunk into the skin on the side of drunken Taichi's neck. Then, his mouth was heading down, trailing gradually down past his navel.
Yamato's cheeks were burning bright red as they continued to watch the display; it was surreal, as if they were peering in through a window at an unsuspecting couple.
"Oh," Taichi spoke, his eyes very much focused on the screen as he relived the memory of having Yamato's lips and tongue against the most sensitive part of his body. The Yamato from last night had been wild, literally go to town on him, devouring him like he was the finest gourmet dish. Seeing it from this angle with both their naked forms in frame, it was a lot more vivid.
On the screen, Taichi's hips soon shuddered, before dropping down for the final time. Licking his lips, Yamato crawled back up to the foot of the bed, resting his head on Taichi's broad chest. And then, that was it. Both boys had passed out.
Grabbing the remote, Yamato fast-forwarded through the footage of them sleeping until the screen turned to static. Yamato continued staring straight ahead, a blank expression on his face. Then, he finally spoke.
"You knew, didn't you?"
"Maybe I remembered that particular part," Taichi said, sheepishly. "But I have no memory of what happened afterwards."
"That's because nothing else did happen," Yamato replied, irritation dancing in his voice.
"Well," Taichi added, "at least it's proved a point."
Yamato arched an eyebrow, encouraging the brunet to continue his rambling.
"You're definitely perverted."
"Shut up," Yamato growled.
Taichi inched closer to him, one hand resting on the blond's thigh. He dipped his head forward, his breath tickling the hairs on Yamato's neck.
"I really do love your inner wolf," Taichi whispered into his ear, his fingers straying further between his legs. "You should let it come out to play more."
The blond smirked as Taichi's. His hand grabbed hold of the brunet's wrist, preventing him from reaching its intended destination. Taichi tilted his head to the side, bemused.
"My inner wolf might make a reappearance," Yamato bargained, blue eyes gleaming, "if you'll destroy that tape."
Taichi had never jumped up from the sofa so quickly in his life before.
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