The Only Thing

Title: The Only Thing
Author: YaminoBaku
Pairing: JinxHwoarang
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Set after the 4th tournanment. Writen in Hwoarang's POV. What happened after Jin and Hwoarang escaped from the imposing military.
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, slight angst, bad language.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken or any of it's characters.

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Phew, OK, I think we’ve lost them. We, being myself and Kazama. And them being the military after my ass for desertion. We’re currently hiding down an alleyway a few blocks away from where the underground car park was. The hotel I’m staying at isn’t that far from here either. Lucky the military doesn’t know about that. Or maybe they do. I can’t take the risk of going back there, even though my motorbike is there also. It looks like I’m going to have to stay somewhere else for the night.

Without giving it a second thought, I slouch down to the ground, my back against the wall, and casually hang my arms over my knees. I can sense Kazama’s looking at me.

‘What are you doing?’ he asks. I look up at him standing there in his variously coloured tracksuit before answering.

‘Well I can’t very well go back to my hotel room, can I? They’re bound to find me sooner or later during the night.’

Kazama looked down at my position, then frowned slightly.

‘So you’re going to stay on the street?’ he asked, his voice lowering more than usual.

‘Well unless you have a better idea, which I highly doubt, then yes I am.’ I answered. His reaction was predictable. Just turned away from me, not wanting to argue.

To my surprise though, I found him lowering himself to the space opposite me in the alleyway.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked him, an eyebrow arched.

‘Staying here until the military are well and truly gone.’ He answered me, his head bowed low. The hood of his jacket falling forward onto his head like it has been before our fight. My thoughts suddenly flickered back to the said battle. It had been a hard one. But I didn’t expect any less from Heihachi’s grandson. My train of thought was interrupted as my rival spoke to me.

‘Why do you wish to fight me again, when you were the victor today?’ he asked me as I saw his hazel eyes blink up to look at me from under a dark hood, and black bangs hanging over the top half of his face.

‘Shouldn’t your task be complete?’ he continued, his gaze still holding mine.

‘Well maybe I’m just being kind, Kazama. Did that thought ever cross your brain?’ I said sarcastically back.

He blinked away from me again. Thinking that was the end of the rather short conversation, he speaks to me again.

‘But that must not be the only reason…’ he said as he looked up at me once more. I didn’t really know what to say. Me! The starter and winner of all arguments, was lost for words. I sat there thinking. Indeed, I knew the real reason why I pursued him. But like fuck I would have a lovely little ‘heart-to-heart’ with him about it. He’d just have to figure it out for himself, if he even cares that much. Last I heard he had bigger fish to fry- so to speak. I felt myself sadden at the thought. Maybe he doesn’t really care about our on going battle.

I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the thought nagging at my mind. I realized I got too lost in my own head with my eyes closed, so I opened them again. Only to see the Japanese fighter still staring at me. For about only the second time in my life, he scared me.

‘What are you looking at? Surprised that I don’t have to answer every one of your damn questions?’ I raised my voice at him, but not loud enough to announce to anyone that we were here.

I saw Kazama sigh and roll his eyes at me. Straight after he pushed himself off the ground and sneaked up to the corner of the alleyway to peak around it. I noticed a near-by streetlight shining off the platinum white of his jacket. I quickly rose from where I sat to pull him away from the light, less someone notice the shiny material.

‘What the hell are you still doing here? It’s me they’re after, not you! Why don’t you just go home and mind your own business, Kazama!’ I yelled at him, now not really caring if anyone noticed us. I was in enough shit as it was.

He looked down at the grip I had on his jacket then looked away to the side.

‘ I don’t like leaving someone in need, when I know I can help them’ he replied calmly.

‘Oh yeah? Well I’m not your everyday someone! So save your sentimental ravish for someone who actually needs help. I’m perfectly fine on my own!’ I yelled at him again, my grip on his jacket tightens before shoving him away and against the wall.

My request was finally granted as he turned around to walk away. I turned away also, to go and sit back down, before I heard him speak.

‘I’m staying at the hotel down Asakari Avenue if you change your mind about having a place to stay.’

Nothing more was said as he walked away and out of my sight.

I sat there listening to the sound of his footsteps becoming more distant, until I couldn’t hear them at all. I sighed and ran a hand through my red hair. I had actually enjoyed his company, apart from all the questions he lay on me. It started to get cold pretty quickly. I looked up at the increasingly dark sky; there was a certain chill in the air that told me it was going to rain. Well that’s just great! Of all the nights to be homeless, it has to be one when it’s going be crap weather!

I pulled my legs up to my chest and rested my head down against my knees. I then heard a faint rumble and realized it was my stomach. I had forgotten to eat today, I was just so dead set on my fight with Kazama that nothing else really mattered. It’s ironic how I had won the fight, and yet he was in some luxury hotel with room service, and I’m stuck out on the street hiding from the fucking military!

I looked out to where the streetlights were shining down on the footpath. The warm light made it look inviting to walk upon. I had to resist though. The military would probably spend another good few hours looking for me. I just had to wait it out.

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Well, it’s been more than a few hours now. No one has found me, apart from a few stray cats. For the past hour or so it’s started raining, as I knew it would. I’ve just noticed that I’ve lost feeling in my right arm and legs. I’m shivering uncontrollably. At this point I’d rather the military found me. It had to be better than sitting waiting to die from hypothermia.

I started to think about what Kazama had said, and his invitation to the hotel he was staying at. I wearily lifted myself off the cold wet concrete and leaned back against the wall to get use to standing again. My whole body was numb, I had to start walking or else I’d collapse and not be able to stand again for a while. After a few minutes I started moving out towards the street, not even bothering to check if anyone was around. I didn’t really know where I was heading. What was the street Kazama was on again? Asa-somethingorother. I winced as the rain started falling hard and steady. It didn’t look like it was going to stop anytime soon. I looked around and noticed a sign about a block away down the street. I slowly started walking, still not trusting my balance to run towards it. When I got to the green and white sign, I saw it was a suburb map of the area I was in. I must have stared at the thing for 5 minutes straight until I saw ‘Asakari Avenue’ on it. My eyes regained their proper focus as I looked to where I was on the map. I saw that Asakari Ave. was only five blocks away from here.

I suddenly regained my composure that I had lost for a few hours, and began to walk towards Kazama’s hotel.

I arrived in no time at all. My will of wanting to get shelter from the rain made me walk unconsciously faster than usual. I looked up at the huge hotel building, painted a cream colour. I noticed the rather large sign on the building too. ‘Asakari Hotel’ it read. Psh, couldn’t they think of something a little more original? I walked forward to the automatic sliding doors and entered the wide lobby. I looked around and noticed all the waiting seats were empty. Exactly how late was it? I then noticed the front desk a good twenty miters away. I started to wonder if Kazama was still awake as I walked over to the lady behind the desk.

‘Good evening, sir. Welcome to Asakari Hotel. How may I be of assistance?’ she said in an all too cheery voice. God, how could she be so happy at this time of night?

‘I’m here to visit someone’ I said to her, shakiness in my voice, as I was still cold to the bone.

‘OK. What’s his or her name?’ she asked as she turned in her seat to bring something up on the computer.

‘Jin Kazama’ I answered her as I turned away to look around the lobby a bit more. I noticed a big white clock on one of the walls that read 3 AM. I had a feeling it would be that time already.

‘Mr. Kazama is staying in room 239 on the 3rd floor. Will you be staying here tonight, sir?’ she asked me, her eyes never leaving the glowing computer screen in front of her.

I turned my attention back to her. ‘Does his room have more than one bed?’ I asked her.

‘Mr. Kazama is staying in a single suit. Would you like me to see if we have another room available for you?’ she asked me, typing some more at a ridiculous speed.

I would’ve said yes, but I had no money to pay for my own room. I had left my wallet back at the other hotel. No doubt the military had trashed the place already looking for clues to where I was.

‘Does Kazama’s room have a sofa or futon?’ I asked, hoping she would say yes.

‘All our single suits have several other sleeping facilities in them sir’ she answered me, now looking at me waiting for me to make a choice.

‘Then book me under Kazama’s room’ I said to her and started to walk to the elevator, warmth starting to come back to me.

‘Excuse me sir! I need your name, please!’ she called, as I was about to press the elevator button. I turned around to her. Shit, I couldn’t give my real name unless the military somehow came looking for me here. I tried to think of a name quickly…then that boxer I fought came into my mind.

‘Name’s Steve’ I said to her then pressed the gold and black elevator button. She called out to me again, and I grumbled under my breath.

‘Does Mr. Kazama know you’re visiting and staying?’

The elevator doors opened and I walked in and turned around to answer her just before the doors closed.

‘He invited me.’

‘I’ll call his room to let you know you’re coming!’ she yelled as the doors closed. I pressed the 3rd floor button and waited as it started to take me to my destination.

Shit, I didn’t realize how cold I was until I felt the heating in the elevator warm up my mostly still numb body. The elevator eventually came to a halt and made a ‘bing’ sound. The doors opened and I walked out and onto the maroon coloured carpet, the rain dripping off my clothing and staining it. Dim lights were on the walls down the long hallway of rooms. Damn it, I had forgotten what Kazama’s room number was. I remember it had a 9 in it. But what good was that to me? There was at least a hundred rooms up here, maybe more. I looked from one end of the hall to the other. I suddenly got the overwhelming feeling to be with someone. I felt so alone. Not that it would usually bother me, but right now it did. I had the military and probably the police after me. No family to go home to. Kazama didn’t really care about me either, not that I expected him to. He’d been betrayed too much in the past to ever truly put his trust into anyone. It’s too bad he doesn’t care about my needs. He doesn’t think our fight is all that important. Doesn’t he realize what it means to me? That he’s the only thing I really have? The soul reason I keep coming back to him is to defeat him over and over again, because no one else can really compare. But he doesn’t care for rivalry, whereas to me it’s everything.

I bow my head in almost a self-defeat. Kazama didn’t really want me staying with him. I felt my throat tighten and I closed my eyes as tears formed under my tired eyelids. I took a deep breath and slowly turned around to the elevator to go back to my own hotel. Military or not, I didn’t care if they found me now. Things couldn’t get any worse.

Just as the elevator doors opened for me again, I heard a familiar voice call out my name.

‘Hwoarang!’

I quickly blinked away the tears in my eyes and turned to face the man who had called to me.

Kazama stood there in a dark blue T-shirt and the blue and gold pants he was wearing before. Just by the look on his face, he made me feel welcome. I stood there and looked at him, slightly confused with what I was feeling suddenly. Until he broke the silence.

‘So you go by the name ‘Steve’ now?’ he asked me, a slight smile on his lips.

I couldn’t help but smile back. He looked down at my still damp attire and turned around and gestured with an arm in the direction of his room. He walked on his own for a few seconds before turning around to look at me from over his shoulder, then stopped.

‘Are you coming?’

I looked down to the ground after a short while of thinking, then brought my gaze up to meet his and nodded. I walked a short distance behind Kazama. I couldn’t shake a certain feeling off. I didn’t understand what it was, but it was like a feeling of safety around Kazama. When the hell did I start feeling like this? It must have been because I was feeling vulnerable. But still, I’m glad he caught me before I walked out of this fancy place. A guy could get use to this.

Once we arrived at his room, we walked through and I almost stopped in my tracks at the size of it. The hotel I was staying at before must have been the size of Kazama’s whole room! He closed the door behind us and locked it with the key he was given. He walked over to the huge luxury sized bed. That was a single bed? I’d like to see how big their king sized ones were.

He placed the key down and turned around to look at me.

‘Well can I get you anything?’ he asked, looking down at my wet clothes once again.

I walked around the other side of the bed and looked out the window over looking the city. I couldn’t make out many buildings thanks to the rain still pelting down.

‘Yeah I wouldn’t mind a hot shower and some dry clothes,’ I said, not turning my head to talk to Kazama.

I didn’t hear him reply, just walk out to another part of the large hotel room. I squinted and looked down at the streets. I was thankful not to see any flashing police car lights. I was feeling comfortable, considering I was standing in my rival’s hotel room with soaking wet and clinging clothes. I heard Kazama come back after a few minutes. I turned around and saw he was holding some clean clothes and a towel under his well-muscled arm.

‘They should fit you, we’re about the same height’ he said as he handed me the red and black pants and shirt. He then handed me the fluffy white towel and stood out of my way to show me the bathroom.

‘The shower’s in there.’ He walked past me and sat down on his bed, pulled something out of his back pocket and studied it. I decided to leave him be as I walked though into the nicely tiled bathroom. I closed the door behind me and threw the clothes Kazama had given him into the corner. I looked around the bathroom a little more as I peeled my white and blue Tae Kwon Do outfit off myself. I noticed a certain scent in the air, it smelt like after-shave. Kazama had good taste. I proceeded to slip the blue fighting gloves off my hands and kick my shoes off. Kazama already had the water on for me, well how considerate. I may need shelter for the night, but I don’t need to be babied too. Then again, Kazama didn’t have to invite me here. I thought to myself that I might as well be a good guest to show appreciation. I wasn’t use to living with someone else. The only other people who were usually around me had been my mentor Baek and those military fuckers.

I was now standing under the shower, enjoying the warmth that spread over my body, like I had never been stuck out in the rain to begin with. I grabbed one of those spongy looking things and squeezed some of the hotels custom shower gel onto it. I rubbed it over my shoulders, then brought it around to my front and trailed it down my torso. My body was feeling quite sore. Some of the punches Kazama threw at me earlier today really had hurt. I was distracted while fighting him today for some reason. When he had grabbed me and twisted me over his shoulder, he looked into my eyes first, a certain look about them. As if to say he was sorry and didn’t really want to hurt me. Well, he did say he didn’t have a reason to fight me beforehand. But then why did he fight me still? He could have just walked away from me and refused outright. But he complied and went along with it. Maybe he does realize my need to beat him after all.

Just then I heard talking coming from the main room. Kazama wasn’t really one to talk, let alone talk to himself. I quickly turned the shower off and stepped out to lean my ear against the wall. The voice was similar to that bastard military commander who had threatened to take me back. I quickly gathered up my belongings, if Kazama was trying to tell them I wasn’t here, they wouldn’t believe him and barge in uninvited and look all over the place for me. I looked around for an alternate exit and saw the window I had failed to notice beforehand. I opened it and climbed out and then closed it from the outside. I was standing on the building edge three stories up… not to mention butt naked. It wasn’t really my cup of tea. I would have really hated it if one of the military’s helicopters came flying by with their spotlights and saw me right now. The military crew inside crashed threw into bathroom as I heard the door get knocked down. Shit, if they happened to open the window and look around they would find me. I looked to my left and noticed the corner of the building. I sneaked across carefully and slipped around the corner just in time as I heard the window open.

‘He’s not out here, sir’ I heard one of the soldiers say to the commander, then heard the window close. I breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to start walking back towards the window slowly, until I heard it open again. I quickly ducked back around corner and nearly lost my balance, it caused me to drop my wet clothing I once clutched so desperately. I watched as it fell heavily to the ground three stories below. I heard a faint smacking sound as it hit the ground. I carefully peered around the corner with just my head, and I saw the back of the commander’s head looking down the other side of the building. I pulled back and tried to calm my breathing, less he heard me. He’s a superstitious one he is.

‘Right let’s go men’ I heard the commander say as he almost slammed the window shut. I smirked to myself. He must have been pissed off thinking he was going to find me, but failed to.

The rain had eased off a little since a while ago, but it was still steadily falling. After a few moments I heard the window open more gently.

‘They’re gone now’ Kazama said quietly. I peaked around the corner as I saw him waiting for me to come back. I suddenly blushed, forgetting about my nude state. I quickly turned back around to stare at the night sky before me.

‘Are you coming back in?’ I heard him ask me. The blush on my cheeks grew hotter as I thought of a way to get around this without too much embarrassment.

‘I’m kind of naked here Kazama’ I said not too loudly in case other hotel residents heard my remark. I turned my head back around to see what Kazama’s reaction would be, but he wasn’t there any more. I figured he just wanted to give me some privacy. But something inside me gave me a feeling that I wanted Kazama to be there. I brushed the feeling off and inched my way back to the open window. I jumped back inside and noticed the clothes Kazama gave me were not in the corner I had thrown them into. But they were neatly folded and sitting beside the sink. I arched an eyebrow as I looked on. Kazama was quite the neat freak. I grabbed the towel that was also sitting beside the clothes and dried myself off from the shower water and rain covering me. So much for my nice hot shower. I was feeling a bit cold again, so I quickly threw on the black pants and the red shirt. They were fine in length, but they were just a bit baggy, Kazama being wider than me in the chest and shoulders, if only just a bit. I walked out into the main room and saw Kazama standing where I had been near the window. He was looking down at something, and I walked around to him to see what it was. It was a photograph of a lady. By the look on Kazama’s face, it seemed that she meant an awful lot to him. Curiosity getting the best of me, I asked him what most people would.

‘Who’s that?’ I asked as I moved a little closer to look at the photo. She looked a lot like him, apart from the hair that he got from his father.

‘My mother, Jun’ he replied, a slight sadness in his voice. Something must have happened to her. Either no longer in contact or worse. I was just about to turn away when I heard him talk again.

‘I miss her’ he said in an all too sad voice, that I couldn’t resist just staying by his side a little longer. I turned around and looked at him touch the photograph delicately then clutch his hand into a fist. I got to thinking that Kazama’s past was more tragic than I first thought. I looked at my rival’s distraught face and saw him struggling with his emotions. I reached up and put a hand on his left shoulder, not really knowing what else to do. To my surprise he brought his right hand up to mine and laid it on top of it, squeezing gently. Well, this was a side of Jin Kazama I hadn’t seen before. I moved a little closer to him, and I could almost feel the pain in his heart.

‘This picture is all I have left of her..’ he said and trailed off, getting lost in his own thoughts. I decided not to be nosy and restrict myself from asking anymore questions other than who she was. In case I stirred anymore emotions within him. I wasn’t all that good at comforting people. I went to pull my hand away but he held on tight to it. I felt myself weaken to him. I didn’t know what to do, we were both struggling with our own different emotions. I had a feeling in the bottom of my heart that I couldn’t stand to see him like this. I’m not sure how much longer I stood there, my hand in his over his shoulder. Until I felt the Hwoarang that everyone loved to hate disappear, pulling Kazama into my arms.

The man didn’t cry, but I could feel his pain all too well as he gripped me to him, a desperation in the way he held me. Feelings were pulling at my heart, I still wasn’t really sure what to do. I went with my instincts and rubbed his back soothingly, patting it a few times in the process. His head was basically tucked under my chin and snuggled in against my neck. I could feel his hair and breathing tickle me, it caused me to shiver slightly.

‘You’re the only thing I have right now, Hwoarang.’ I heard him say softly. I closed my eyes in a feeling I didn’t quite understand. I felt close to him in that moment, and not only physically.

‘And you’re are the only thing I have… Jin’ I felt an unusual tingle go down my spine as I said his name. He pulled back just a few inches to look me in the eye. I noticed how long his eyelashes were for the first time. Something was stirring between us as we just stood there in front of the wide window. I stared down at his suddenly inviting looking lips. They were like magnets and I felt myself getting drawn closer to them unconsciously, until I felt them against mine. I slowly closed my eyes and pushed all my stubborn pride out of mind and went with the warm feeling it was giving me. I felt Kaza… Jin respond to me and move his lips torturously slow across my needy ones. I slid my hands away from his back and moved them to grip his biceps desperately. I chanced fate and let my tongue come forward and slowly traced his lower lip, seeing if this was just an innocent kiss, or something more. My silent question was answered as he opened his mouth slightly and invited my wet muscle into his cavern.
It was tantalizing, he was driving me crazy and we were only kissing. A thought crossed my mind to wonder if this would go any further. I chanced my luck again and moved myself forward in a persistent manner, seeing what his reaction would be. I felt his lips leave mine for the briefest of moments to gasp, then they connected with mine again. Fuck, he was hardly doing anything but already I could feel myself harden in response to his reaction. A sudden image came into my mind of us lying naked together on the bed. I couldn’t ignore the feeling it gave me as his tongue played with mine. I wouldn’t have expected this from him, heck I didn’t even expect it from myself! But this felt way too good to just stop now.

I brought my hands up and sunk them into the spiky black hair, thrusting my tongue forward and deeper into his delicious mouth. I heard him moan and it boosted my confidence in the process. I held his head to mine as we shared the most intimate kiss I think I’ve ever had. It was filled with lust and slight tenderness. I felt my patience almost vanish as I began to kiss him more hungrily, an unspoken need in the way I rubbed my tongue against his. Apparently he noticed it and took control and grabbed me by the waist, pushing me around slightly and pinning me to the window. I felt him taste me, almost eating me alive with the way his mouth moved with mine. His grip on me lessened as he began to move his fingertips over my hipbones, sending the bundle of nerves there crazy. He then moved forward without warning and tore a groan from my throat as his groin met mine. He brought his hands up to my face and held me there as he teasingly rubbed his hips against mine. I could feel his arousal against mine that was actually starting to hurt. I don’t think I had ever been so turned on in my life. I didn’t think of Jin as the kind of guy who would tease, but he proved to surprise me yet again. I had to break our kiss for air as I started moaned openly against the window overlooking the rain drenched city. Holy shit, if he kept this up I would surely lose it within seconds. I looked at his face, a beautiful expression painted on it. His hands moving down to my neck and caressing the side of it gently as his hips kept moving against mine. The palms of his hands were soft, like warm pillows rubbing against my skin. I suddenly wanted to feel more of him.

Taking control, I leaned in to kiss him again, moving my hands down to stop his hips from rubbing me and pushed him back towards the bed. I placed a foot between his legs and hooked it around one of his ankles so he would fall back, with me falling on top of him. I broke away from his lips as we landed and I started an exploration of his upper body. My mouth moved down to place open mouthed kisses down his jaw line and neck. My hands moved under the dark blue T-shirt and felt the silken hard muscles there. I had to resist putting my hands into his pants straight away; I wanted to take this slowly. I latched my kiss-swollen lips on to his strong neck and sucked gently. For a long moment in time, all I could hear was the sweet deep moans escaping Jin, and the rustling of material as I rubbed our bodies together against the bed. I pulled back, straddling his hips and looked down at him, feeling breathless. And by the way Jin was breathing, I could tell he felt the same way I did. His hands slipped up my thighs and massaged gently, his fingertips going dangerously close to my erection. It all happened in a rush as he reached up to strip the red shirt off that I was wearing. I did likewise and teasingly pinched his nipples as I pushed the navy material up and over his head. I didn’t pull the T-shirt off his arms though, and just left it there, joining his arms together over his head, leaving his chest open to me. I leaned down and nuzzled his collarbone. I couldn’t believe how utterly soft his skin was. I let my tongue come out and draw saliva-slick circles around his nipples. I felt his body shudder beneath me, I repeated the action and it drew a cry out of him. I sat back on his hips again and finally released his arms from the T-shirt that was previously half taken off. I looked down at his face to see a blush staining his cheeks. In that moment he looked adorable. I wondered what other expressions I could get out of him tonight.

I slowly moved off him and between his legs and stroked his inner thighs. His blue and gold pants looked damn good on him, but I knew they would look better off him than anything. I hooked my fingers under the material and pulled them down slightly, revealing his hips to me. I tugged his pants down more and more until they were completely off. I drank in the sight of him. He was just too damn perfect. He caught me staring as I felt his gaze on me, his hand lifted to rub my stomach muscles in a suggestive way. He wanted me naked as well. I smirked at him and complied by undoing the black pants and letting them fall down my knees, being they were a little big for me. I kicked them off, and before I could do much else Jin grabbed me and pushed our bodies flush together. I could feel every part of him touch the exact same place on me. It was indescribable. He grabbed me around the waist and was about to flip us over so he was on top, but I stopped him and pinned him back down. I hadn’t quite finished yet, and I wasn’t about to let him stop me from achieving what I set out to do.

I saw curiosity flash in his almond eyes and I just smiled. I kissed a wet trail down the center of his body, sucking in a few places to leave my mark on him. I reached my destination as I felt his shaft hit under my chin. I pulled back to regard him for a moment, he was definitely bigger than I first thought. But I figured I could handle it as I kissed the tip and earned a hiss from him. I sucked the head into my mouth and tasted him, enjoying having him in my mouth as I moved my lips lower on him. I opened an eye to see his body arch off the bed in the most seductive of ways. I noticed his hands clutched into the bedding beneath him, his chest rising and falling steadily. I wanted to drive him crazy, and it looked as if I already was. He edged me on as I felt one of his hands come up and run through the strains of my crimson hair and push me closer to him. I obliged and took him all the way in and almost down my throat. I swallowed around him and moved forward so that his legs were hanging over my shoulders, and my hands were holding onto his thighs. He was seemingly defenseless in this position, but his body still thrashed around and his moans louder than ever. I hadn’t pictured Jin to be loud in bed, up until now I hadn’t even thought about Jin in bed in any type of way. I felt my length become painfully harder as I heard his erotic groaning and his erection harden even more in my mouth. I bit down slightly but not hard enough to hurt.

‘Yamero…’ I heard him say to me in a throaty voice. I didn’t understand very much Japanese, but I knew he meant ‘Stop’. I pulled back and studied him for a while, there was an unmistakable lust in his eyes. He grabbed me by the back of the head and pulled me forward so our lips met in an almost ferocious kiss. I could tell he wanted me badly in that moment, so I gave in and let him have his way.

He flipped us over and pinned me down like I had done to him before, only his grip was much more tighter, almost painful. He breathed heavily with desire as he rubbed our arousal’s together. My head sunk back into the pillow and I groaned threw my teeth. He was addicting me to him, the sting of need burning in my loins. I felt myself widening my legs to him. The need to be filled by him was becoming too much to bare. I felt Jin’s hands go down to his desire and position it at my begging entrance. Then he spoke to me.

‘Do you want this?’ he asked me, his control slipping away.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and bucked my ass up at him to give him my answer. I saw the look in his eyes and felt my mouth go dry. I felt him push in slowly but surely. The pain felt like a hundred bees had just stung me, it was blinding. He whispered words of comfort into my ear that I couldn’t really understand since he was speaking Japanese. His deep sexy voice made me shiver all over, and I widened my legs to him some more. Once he was fully seated inside me, I felt him shudder, trying to restrict himself from thrusting into me harder. The pain slowly ebbed away as I felt him pull out, but the pain only came back when he thrust back in. Jin wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him, making me arch off the bed. It seemed like he was angling his thrusts more precisely. I was right, as just then I felt him thrust in harder and hit something deep inside me that made me clutch at his back with need. I breathed heavily and arched into him as his previously slow thrusting became harder and deeper. He brought his gaze up to meet mine then his eyes broke away to explore the top half of my body. I noticed threw my blurred vision that the only thing Jin had his attention on was my neck as he leaned down to suck and bite at it. One of his hands moved down behind me to grip my ass as he continued to thrust into it. I couldn’t help but cry out at the maddening friction. I heard him breathing my name against my ear as our heated and sweat-slick bodies rubbed together. Jin brought his hand between us and grabbed my weeping arousal and pumped it slowly. His hips twitched and his back started to arch. My head was sunk deep into the pillow and I thrust into his hand and bucked against his erection that was imbedded deep inside me. A white-hot sensation spread across my body and I cried out Jin’s name as I felt myself cum over his hand. He let go of me and put his hands on the pillow beneath me and clutched it hard enough to rip it. His breathing hitched and I saw true ecstasy for the first time as Jin climaxed inside of me. He thrust a few more times into me, his whole body shaking, then collapsed on top of me.

We lied there for sometime, until eventually Jin moved to pull out of me and rolled over but still faced me. I guess he expected me to say something, but I was literally lost for words. I looked around to him and saw him staring down at the empty space between us, a smile on his lips. I felt myself become drawn to him again, I leaned across and kissed him. Afterwards his hazel eyes opened to stare straight at me. I lied back down against the pillow and felt Jin shuffle around on the bed, bringing the covers up and over us. I felt him snuggle against me slightly, his body still very much heated. I looked over to the right and saw that the night sky was starting to lighten up. It must have been 4 maybe 5 in the morning now. The pleasant feeling that was slowly taking me over caused me to fall asleep shortly after, with the only person who really mattered to me by my side.

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I awoke to find the sun shining on my face. I squinted and rolled over to hug Jin, but he wasn’t there. I sat up straight on my side and looked around the room.

‘Don’t tell me he left and is gonna leave the hotel bill for me to pay?!’ I said to myself, pulling back the blankets to look around the hotel room. I stopped short in my tracks as I saw Jin come back from the door, a huge tray of food in hand. My mouth watered at the sight, I hadn’t eaten in a whole day, and all that food looked delicious, as did the man holding it all. He walked over to me and laid the tray of food out in front of me on the bed. I immediately began to dig into it all. I looked up at him half way through chewing on some type of caramel thing.

‘Er.. are you gonna have some?’ I asked him, trying to speak with my mouth full. He shook his head at me.

‘I’ve already eaten’ he said to me as he lifted himself off the bed to look out the window. I looked away from him and continued to devour the food. I didn’t believe how hungry I actually was.

Once I had finished, I got out of bed and went into the bathroom, I was going to put my Tae Kwon Do outfit on, but remembered that I had dropped it while hanging onto the side of the hotel building. Jin walked up behind me and gave me the clothes he handed me yesterday.

‘You might as well keep them’ he said. I took them off him and smirked.

‘Thanks, Kazama’.

He smiled at me and walked out of the bathroom to let me get dressed. Afterwards I walked out through into the main room again and didn’t find Jin anywhere. Only a maid that was putting clean linen on the bed.

‘He went down to the lobby’ she said to me smiling.

‘Thanks’ I said back and hurried out the door way and into the elevator. I pressed the ground floor button impatiently, hoping Jin hadn’t already left without me. Once the elevator doors opened I walked out to see many people around, it was quite the big crowd. I looked over people’s heads and saw a hooded man walking out of the hotel, it was definitely Jin. I ran threw the crowd and finally reached him after much impolite pushing and shoving on my half. He was now standing outside the hotel, looking up at the sky, like he had been waiting for me. Now that I was standing there, I didn’t know what to say. I just didn’t want him to just up and leave without me seeing him first.

‘We’ll see each other at the next tournament’ he said as he looked at me briefly, a smile on his face before walking away down the street.

‘You know I’ll whip your ass, Kazama!’ I yelled at him, but he just kept walking, like I expected him to.

I stood there and smirked as I saw him walking further and further away. We would definitely fight each other again at the 5th tournament, and he had better be ready. I continued to look at his figure walk slowly down the long street, ignoring everyone else around me. He was the only thing I had after all.