The Things I Didn't Know

"Shit Sobatatsu!  What the fuck is your problem!"  I shout at myself, trying not to spill hot tea over my hands.

"Oh oh oh!  I can answer that one!  Do I get a prize!"  I hear coming from the ensuite as Naka enters my room in a robe that isn't fully closed confirming that he is naked underneath.  I used to daydream about staring at Naka naked.  Not in a sexual way, just like looking at a fine work of art or a sculpture in fine white porcelain.  Naka has always had the perfect body and I like fine art and perfection. 

I scoff again and glare at Naka, waving my hand in his direction signaling for him to close his robe.  He wiggles his eyebrows at me while he slowly opens his robe, allowing it to drop off his shoulders and pool around his feet.

I slowly put down my mug while standing, keeping my eyes on Naka's face.  He stands his ground as I approach, turning his head slightly and leaning around my own face.  We are nose to nose, only a hairs breath away from touching lips.  This is how our fanservice would play out.  The expectation of the kiss, the deep looks into each others eyes.  Being able to follow each other's movements while never actually touching.

My eyes glide down to his lips, he notices and slowly slides out his tongue, wetting both his bottom and top lip.  I huff again, raising may hands, wanting to touch his perfect skin, to pinch his pink nipples and watch is face contort in pleasure.  But Naka, being the total teasing asshole he is, pulls back and picks up his robe, sliding it up his arms and over his shoulders, this time, wrapping it around his lithe figure and tying the sash.

He leans forward and cups my crotch.  I don’t react and Naka raises an eyebrow and tilts his head, stepping closer and applying more pressure to my groin.  Again, I don't react and he leans in close to my ear.  "Sobata, have I lost my touch?  Do I not excite you anymore, the desire to touch and possess this perfect work of art before you?"  Damn Naka for reading my thoughts yet again!

I step back, taking a hold of his roaming hand.  I kiss his knuckles and hold his hand against my chest.  "Naka, I have been through a lot over the last few days.  Being able to actually see you before me, touch you, smell your scent.  It's very overwhelming when I thought you were gone, so excuse me if I don't get excited.  I'm not really into ghosts." 

Naka shoves me away as I start to laugh loudly.  "You asshole!"  He shrieks like the twink he is underneath that tough exterior.

I hold my hands up in surrender.  "Hey, you have teased me for years with that fan service smut.  You choreographed it more to torture me than to satisfy the SobaNaka fans so excuse me if the real thing has satisfied that side of my libido."  I'm smirking in triumph but Naka is also smirking.  My soul falls as I realize what I just said.

Naka moves towards me as I back up and end up falling onto the couch again.  He leans over me, hands on the back of the couch, trapping me in my seat as he drops onto my lap, legs straddling my thighs.  "My dear Hornbata.  Has someone tamed the horny beast that resides in your pants?"  He settles lower on my lap, leaning his hips into mine, the robe falling open just enough for me to see his flaccid dick.  It still looks perfect, even in that state.  I hate him sometimes.

He sits back a little, deep in thought.  I stare at Naka's face waiting for his next tirade but when his thoughtful gaze continues, I break the silence.  "What?  What is spinning in that brain of yours, Naka?"

He blinks a few times and looks down at me with such a serious expression that my heart begins to beat a little faster, worried that some terrible news is coming.  "Sobata, how many people have you bedded or 'entertained' since you have been here?  It's been like five days. You were pretty out of it for three days.  You had Barney on the first day.. So you still could have gotten at least two other good fucks in that time." 

My jaw drops leaving my mouth wide open.  Naka takes his slender fingers under my chin and closes my mouth.  "That's really unbecoming, Sobata but I can only guess by your reaction, you have only been entertaining or been entertained by Barney alone.  Am I correct?"

I concede and drop my head in defeat.  I received the name "Hornbata" due to my propensity to hook up with someone every night.  In the dorms or on tour.  Well, I didn't always bring them back to the hotel when we were on tour with the main groups.  Naka and I always had to share a room with 4 other members of the lower groups so, bringing someone back to the room wasn't polite.  I'm nothing but polite in that respect.

Naka closes his robe and slides off my lap to sit next to me on the couch.  "I'm sorry. I don't mean to tease you so much.  I mean, I do, but not about this."  Naka sighs and lets himself fall against me, laying his head on my shoulder.  "Are you okay, Sobata?  Did this whole farse throw you off your game or do you really like being with Barney that much?  I'm only asking because Barney is a wonderful guy and his feelings are genuine.  He was warned about your high sex drive and inability to commit." 

I sigh and shrug Naka off my shoulder.  "I don't know, Naka.  He seems to fulfill what I need and then some.  I don't have that 'itch' to have sex after I have been with him.  I'm just, happily satisfied, I guess." I shrug again and get up from the couch, running my hands through my hair and down my face.

"It's not that unusual, you know?"  Naka says, making himself more comfortable on my couch like he doesn't plan on leaving.  "You did have a few relationships when we first started out.  Maybe let this thing with Barney ride out.  You said he does satisfy your needs, right?  Maybe that's what you have been needing in a partner." 

Naka yawns as he snuggles into his robe and pulls the blanket off the back of the couch to cover himself.  I start to pace the floor, thinking about the last fling I had and how I had felt afterwards but all I can think about is Barney and his hands, long fingers wrapped around my dick and in my….Yeah, going to stop that train of thought.

I shake my head and focus on Naka who has pretty much fallen asleep on my couch.  I smile at his relaxed posture and expression, so glad he is actually alive and well.  That's right, he was being stalked to the point they had to fake his death to keep him safe. 

Spinning on my heals, I head for the door when it is opened by two of Tachi's men who stomp inside my room and take positions by the windows.  Tachi walks in a second later and strides over to me with his arms open wide, offering a hug.  "Sobata!  You are up, and dressed and fed!"  He doesn't get the hint when I take a step back and he is still almost able to tackle me with a hug.

"Yes, I'm awake, fed and dressed.  Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on?"  I say, taking a step back and raising both eyebrows. 

Tachi opens his mouth like he is going to spout more nonsense when Naka yawns loudly, making little whining noises at the end of his exhale.  This grabs Tachi's attention as he leans to look around me at Naka's noisy whimpering.

"Naka, sweetheart.  There you are.  I was worried you tried to sneak out and go shopping again but your personal guard said you hadn't left your room yet."  I see said guard slink out the doors as Tachi walks towards Naka who decides to sit up and toss the blanket over the back of the couch again, conveniently causing his robe to fall off his shoulder.  His pearl white skin shimmers in the sunlight that is bathing that section of the room at the moment.  He shifts just enough that his robe falls further down his arm, revealing his chest and rather perky pink nipple.

Tachi leans down and kisses Naka affectionately while he pulls the robe back over Naka's shoulder.   Naka breaks the kiss and taps Tachi on his nose.  I roll my eyes at this lovey-dovey display of affection and notice the guards are all looking in another direction.  This causes me to scoff and sigh loudly. "Hey, would you mind taking Naka and your" I  start to flail my hands around, unsure of what I'm trying to say. "whatever you are trying to do there, take it somewhere else but come back!  Like, when you are done.  We still need to talk about all of this."

I march over to the credenza in the office space and stare daggers at the decanters, trying to determine if it's too early in the morning to start drinking.  I can still hear Tachi and Naka kissing and giggling on my couch as my frustration and nerves get the better of me.  I pour two fingers of a clear liquid that I can tell is vodka by the aroma lifting from the glass.  I turn to look at Naka and Tachi, seeing that they have now switch positions with Tachi on my couch and Naka on his lap.  Thank the gods that Naka's robe is still closed and tied.

Marching over to the two canoodling men on my couch, I stop next to them and clear my throat.  "Hey, seriously.  Can you go somewhere else to do that?  I'm really not in the mood to watch the two of you get all frisky and whatnot."  I down the vodka in one gulp and put the tumbler down on the coffee table with a little more force than intended. 

Naka gabs my wrist and tugs me towards him.  "Who says you have to watch.  I don't mind if you join in."  Naka wiggles his eyebrows as I see Tachi rolls his eyes from the side of my view.  "I'm afraid your lovely vanilla sex would probably put me to sleep, my dear Naka.  It's best that you two go back to your own room and finish your playtime."

Tachi bursts out laughing, pulling Naka's hand back making him release my wrist.  As I stand up, Tachi stands, keeping Naka wrapped around his body.  He pushes past me and heads for the doors where one of the guards has rushed to open it.  As he passes through the doorway, he throws a hand over his shoulder.  "At least I know you two have never been together which is a big relief, Sobata."  He stops and turns towards me and winks.

I roll my eyes while picking up the tumbler and heading back towards the credenza and more alcohol.  "And just how do  you know that, Tachi."  I tsk and pour more vodka into my glass while looking in their direction.

Tachi laughs loudly and kisses Naka's neck.  "Because, Naka doesn't do 'vanilla sex', Sobata.  Do you baby?" Tachi finishes and pecks Naka on the forehead.  Naka only shakes his head slowly, keeping his eyes fixed on Tachi's face.  Tachi turns to continue down the hall allowing me to see Naka's face.  He grins and licks his lips before he leans into Tachi's neck and bites him hard.

"Ah!  Fuck baby!  You want it right here, right now?  You sure you have enough spectators? You kinky little bitch!"  Tachi scolds Naka openly, waiting for him to answer.

Naka releases his teeth from Tachi's next and shakes his head.  "If Sobata doesn't want to join us, then I would rather have some privacy."  Naka winks at me but then scowls as Tachi smacks his ass hard. 

Tachi continues to carry Naka down the hallway and out of my sight.  I start to walk over to close the doors when Barney leans in, grabbing both handles and closes the doors with a light click.  At the sight of Barney's bowed head and obvious desire to not make eye contact with me, my heard skips and my breath catches.  I stumble back a step and slosh vodka over my hand.