[10spot] 059 -- Ten People You've Hurt

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1. Hiro
2. Kaito
3. Angela
4. Victoria
5. Arthur
6. Bob
7. Elle
8. Peter
9. Yaeko
10. Jack

Some I'm even sorry for. Some. Possibly half, but do not attempt to hold me to that.

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I'm sorry you had to wait so long.

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You're here now.

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Now may be all we have.

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Then it needs to be enough.

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*Hiro kisses him, then is rather stunned by his audacity.*

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*Adam's slightly stunned, but leans into him, returning the kiss eagerly*

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*Hiro pulls Adam hard against him, opening his mouth. There's not a whole lot of thought behind his actions, but a lot of desire.*

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*Adam pushes what thoughts flowing around in his head back, kissing him back with the same intensity, arms sliding around him and holding him close*

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*Hiro manages to pull away just long enough to gasp.* Room, bed, now.

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*Adam's a bit dazed but nods, fingers winding through Hiro's* Yes. Please.

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*They are suddenly in Tokyo in Hiro's apartment. Hiro starts pulling on Adam's clothes, trying desperately to get to his skin.*

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*Adam strips his shirt off, tugging at Hiro's, infected by his urgency and need, breathing ragged as he slides fingers over skin, kissing him again*

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*Hiro's already going for Adam's belt, clumsy fingers taking several tries before he manages to finally get it unbuckled. He's pushing Adam's jeans down and moving him towards the bed.*

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*Adam kicks them off, with his shoes, nearly stumbling over them as he tugs Hiro down with him onto the bed, fingers fumbling at his pants as well*

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*Hiro rolls them over so that he's underneath, helping Adam pull off their clothes. He kicks off his sneakers. One hand flails for his nightstand, pulling out a tube of lube from the drawer.*

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*Adam's teeth catch Hiro's lower lip, fingers reaching for the lube, already rocking against him a bit, no longer questioning, but just wanting to hold the moment and him as long as he can*

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*He squirts lube onto Adam's fingers and wraps one leg around his calf to give him easier access. His mouth is hungry, demanding, even as he's panting in excitement.*

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*There's an eagerness he can't deny, as if this, at least, will make the rest of it all right, or give them something to cling to through the night and all the confusion. He slicks himself, then eases a finger into Hiro, carefully testing, stretching him, trying to not just take*

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*Hiro whimpers in frustration. He wants Adam inside now, but he's given control to him. He's not sure where tomorrow will take them, but if now is all they have, he wants to take full advantage of it. His hands skim up Adam's body, latch onto his hair.*

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*The whimper nearly breaks him, and he shifts, kissing him hard as he presses into him in one smooth movement, moaning his name*

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He's chanting, "Kensei. Kensei." in low, reverent tones. The leg twined with Adam's rubs against his, caressing behind his knee as he spreads himself further.

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Adam moans, pressing into him again, setting up a rhythm that he tries to keep slow and easy, but the fear of losing him, the worry is all too close and he can't seem to help a bit of desperation lacing his movement.

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It's so good to be so full. Adam's thrusts are dissolving all of the protests he should have. He should be angry. He should want to hurt the immortal, but he can't. He wants this moment to last forever, to feel connected to this man so intimately. He continues to chant his name, but it's interspersed with deep moans.