Make a Wish

Make A Wish
Part 3
A Lovemode Fanfic

Katsuki wouldn't say he had labeled Jin's kisses. But over the last year, he'd learned it was easy to tell his mood by them. When he was horny, his kisses were hot and demanding. When he was simply in a good mood, they were playful and teasing. Jin's kisses were only coaxing when things were bad. When something was bothering him.

Jin's kiss was coaxing.

His tongue traced his lips, but did not seek entrance. His lips lingered, warm and gentle. For a moment Katsuki forgot this wasn't his world. His Jin. He opened his mouth in invitation, his arms sliding around his neck. Surprisingly, there was a moment of hesitation before Jin plunged his tongue into his mouth - exploring; seeking. He rubbed his tongue against his, and Katsuki moaned into the kiss. He was surprised to feel Jin shudder and pull away. He did not release him from his arms, only stared at him as if looking for something. "I guess Kiichi meant it when he said you'd been worried."

Katsuki blinked in confusion. Senses returning. And with it the feeling he was definitely missing something. "I-"

"Or perhaps you feel guilty?" Jin suggested.

Katsuki had completely lost the conversation by now. "Why would I-"

"Don't lie to me." Jin snapped, and Katsuki winced at his hard tone. "Did you think I didn't know about the call to Rin? Did you think Shougo wouldn't find out? Why didn't you get Izumi to make it?"

So he'd called Rin. Or his self in this world had. Why had he not asked Izumi? He had no idea, as he hadn't been here. He stayed silent, hoping that wouldn't only serve to make Jin angrier. Luckily, Jin seemed to answer the question on his own.

"He had a client that night, though, didn't he? And Mitoki was out as well..." He studied him.

The mention of Mitoki startled him. Out in what sense? Surely Mitoki wasn't a host in this world! He stayed silent again, hoping Jin would continue to provide the answers.

"So that leaves the question, why didn't you ask me?" Jin hooked a finger under his chin, forcing him to meet his eyes. "Afraid I'd refuse?" A smirk curled his mouth. "Or afraid of what I'd ask in return?"

Once again he didn't know the answer. Trying to dodge the question, he went to pull out of Jin's embrace. "Your food is getting cold."

Jin yanked him back, pushing him down onto the couch. "Aren't you afraid of what I'll do to you now? I just spent four days in isolation. Maybe I don't care anymore if Shougo takes you away, as long as I take you first."

The realization hit him like a punch in the stomach. Jin and he weren't lovers in this world. He stared up at him, both too startled by the realization and too unnerved by Jin's apparent anger to protest or struggle. But the latter seemed to melt away almost instantly.

"If you don't push me away now, Kyousuke, we'll both regret it."

Kyousuke. It was, strangely enough, the unfamiliar sound of his personal name from the other man's lips that snapped him out of it. He pushed him back into the couch cushion, scampering away from him. 'Not my Jin.' He reminded himself. "I thought Kiichi asked you not to cause trouble." He hissed.

Jin snorted, managing to push himself back into a sitting position. "Since when do I ever follow the good "Doctor's" orders?"

The way he said doctor made it less of a title, and more of a torment. Katsuki again found himself confused. Wasn't Kiichi a doctor in this world? Everything seemed so off, he couldn't be sure. One thing he did know was he had to figure out how he'd come here, and how to return home. Remembering he'd awakened in the clothes he was in, he headed for the closet to get one of the clean uniforms he'd seen hanging in it.

"Going somewhere?" Jin asked him.

"To change. I'm sure you can handled eating on your own."

The charm was ringing. And, somehow, he knew he was dreaming.

He was shivering on a street corner, and Seiichi was across from him. "Just for one night. I can get a place in the morning." He was telling him.

"I can't, Katsuki. It's not safe."

"And the street is? Fine, thanks alot, "sempai"." He turned away, a small carrying pack over one shoulder.

"Katsuki, wait." Seiichi followed. "One night. But we have to be very careful."

The charm began to ring again. And the scene faded. He found himself in the B&B's employee's hallway.

"Hold on." Seiichi was watching the elevator. He pushed him into a side hallway as one opened. Jin emerged, obviously dressed to go out.

"Boring night out, King?" He paused to talk to Seiichi. "You're back early."

"I think I'd prefer to spend the night in with the tv." Seiichi excused. "Just lazy around for a change."

His dream self moved, taking a closer look at Jin. He wondered if he was awed, like he'd been by Jin at first. Jin's eyes flickered up, and he knew he spotted him even as he jerked back into hiding.

"Hn. Enjoy your evening." He headed out the door.

Seiichi came back over. "Did you look out?"

"Who was that?" He ignored the question.

"Jinnai Kuniaki. Someone to avoid at all costs. C'mon, we have to hurry."

The charm rang out again, and he recognized the new room as being one at the B&B. It was early, but Seiichi was up and dressed.

"C'mon, lazy bones." He shook him gently. "I need to get you out of here."

He'd yawned as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. "Alright. Keep your pants on." He muttered. His clothes were on the chair, along with his small bag.

"I'm usually paid to take them off." Seiichi quipped, waiting.

"Atleast you get laid regularly. And they don't turn you onto the street when they're bored." He pulled on his pants.

"Somethings are worse than the streets." Seiichi whispered. He seemed nervous.

Katsuki pulled his arms through the sleeves of his shirt, opening his mouth to say something. But he was cut off by a loud beep from the door before it was thrown open.

Seiichi stiffened at the two men who walked in. Katsuki found himself staring as the one closed the door, standing in front of it. He had some sort of data pad. The assistant, obviously. Assistant to the devil, he thought. His dream self was confused, but he had a feeling he knew who this was. He wanted to wake up now, but the dream kept going.

"I must not work you hard enough, Seiichi." The man strode forward, taking in the scene. "If you have energy for...external activities."

"Aoe-sama. I assure you, that isn't what this is." Seiichi kept his gaze lowered, Katsuki noted.

"Oh?" Shougo was amused. He strode over to Katsuki, who stiffened as the man seemed to study him. "Such a tempting little thing, are you sure?" Reaching out a hand he gripped Katsuki's arm, and all but flung him toward the center of the room.

Katsuki barely caught his balance, whirling back. "Hey, what the big idea?" His dream self demanded, but was ignored.

"Well, he certainly doesn't seem to be having any trouble moving." Shougo glanced back over at Seiichi. "So you didn't have sex with him. So why is he here?"

"I just needed a place to stay for the night." He snapped out.

Shougo didn't even look at him. "Does he always speak out of turn?" He asked Seiichi.

"Often." A small smile had found it's way to Seiichi's lips, it faded quickly when Shougo chuckled.

"His manners could use some work, but the rest of him is appealing enough." Shougo strode forward, circling Katsuki - studying him. He stood frozen, too frightened to move. "Can't talk out of turn with a mouthful of dick anyway."

The crude words made his head shoot up. He looked toward Seiichi for help. "Sempai?" He whispered.

"Sempai, is it?" The words amused Shougo.

"Aoe-sama, please." Seiichi stook a step forward. "Katsuki isn't cut out to be a host."

"Then you shouldn't have brought him here." Shougo's voice was cold. "Everything here is mine. You are mine." His eyes burned into Seiichi's.

Katsuki was horrified when Seiichi only lowered his gaze. "Yes, Aoe-sama."

"And now your little Kohai is." Shougo turned back to Katsuki.

"I am not yours!" Where had he found the balls to say that, he wondered.

Shougo only smirked. "A night with Seiichi costs around three million yen, kid. Got that in your overnight pack?" He gave a derogatory gesture toward the pack by the bed.

"...No." Katsuki admitted.

"Jail isn't a pleasant place for one as pretty as you, boy."

"Jail?" He stared.

"You're on my property without my permission. Do you want me to call the police?"

"...No."

"Then you'll work for me."

No choice. It reminded him of what Akechi had said about Shougo the night they'd first met. How he used desperation. He didn't force anyone. He let them force themselves.

"Let me keep him." Seiichi spoke up suddenly.

Katsuki glanced at him incredulously. Shougo's look was calculating. "For what purpose?"

"I'm the King of the B&B, aren't I? That's what Jin and Akechi keep telling me. Don't Kings have servants?"

Shougo chuckled. "You haven't even been top seme that long, and you think you deserve special perks? And what happens to your Kohai should you lose that position? Does the new "King" get him to do with as he pleases?"

"And who am I going to lose to? Oyama? Or maybe Feiyai? They don't stand a chance."

Shougo laughed. "So confident...the idea amuses me, Seiichi. King's Page." He turned back to Katsuki. "And certainly he'd make a pretty incentive for your fellow semes to try to best you. But the wolves inside the B&B are as bad as the ones outside. Give Jin half a chance, and he'll have the kid deflowered. Are you sure he wouldn't be safer as a host?" Seiich said nothing, and Shougo turned his questions on him instead. "What about you? As a host, you'd be equal to Seiichi. As his private pageboy, you'll depend on his good will. Or the good will of whatever seme reigns at the B&B. You wouldn't be off limits to the hosts, either. It would be up to Seiichi to protect you. Do you really trust him that much?"

The wishing charm chimed.

Katsuki awoke with a start. The sun was setting through the windows of Jin's room at the B&B. For a moment, he was disoriented. Had it all been a dream? Then he saw the food cart with the half-eaten soup. Jin had been asleep on the couch when he'd emerged. The host was missing now.

Not a dream. He was still stuck in this whacked world. He had a feeling the dream he'd had wasn't a dream either, but a memory. How he'd come to work for the B&B under Shougo. What his position was. But if whoever reigned as top seme at the B&B owned him and was free to do whatever they wanted to him - then why had Jin mentioned Shougo taking him away if Jin had sex with him? He was still missing something.

He didn't recall anyone on the christmas movies having flashbacks either. How could he remember a life he hadn't lived? And throughout the dream he'd heard-

"The wishing charm!" He all but tumbled out of the chair as he ran to the bed. But the gift bag wasn't on the nightstand. He searched around the bed, and in the nearest furniture. Nothing. What had he wished exactly? He tried to remember. Something about Jin spending christmas eve alone. He sat down on the bed with a groan.

Even though it was crazy to think the wishing charm could have caused all this, the situation was strange enough to warrant considering the idea. And if it got him there, maybe it could send him back to reality. Which meant he had to go find the street vendor.

He searched for his coat and wallet, but couldn't seem to find either. It was winter, how could he not have a coat? And where was his wallet? How long had he been King's Page exactly? Didn't Shougo even pay him for the position? He said he'd have to rely on the good will of the B&B's top seme. Did that include money too? There was one set of drawers in the room that was locked, but it seemed he didn't have the key. Confused and frustrated, he headed for the door. He'd borrow a coat if he had to. And money? He'd cross that bridge when he came to it. Heck, he'd steal the damn charm if it could get him home.

The door opened, and Jin entered. Katsuki started, having temporarily lost all thought of the host. He was completely cleaned up and shaved now. He seemed to be walking easier too. The food had obviously helped. He studied him for a moment, before arching an eyebrow. "Going somewhere?"

"I just thought I'd...go for a walk." He suggested slowly.

Jin snorted as if it was funny. "The phone is right there." He closed the door, and it beeped, locking electronically.

From working as a pageboy, Katsuki knew you could always open the door from the inside. But it made him realize he also didn't seem to have a keycard in his possession. How did he get into Jin's room when he went out? A sinking feeling began to hit him, and Jin's comment about the phone only made him sure it was right. "I know where the phone is."

"So what could you need to go downstairs for? Meeting someone?"

Downstairs. No coat. No wallet. No keycard. He wasn't supposed to leave Jin's room. Period. He was pretty much a prisoner inside of the B&B. He felt ill at the realization. "Who would I be meeting?"

"Izumi? Mitoki?" Jin paused, studying him before adding, an edge to his tone, "Akechi?"

And he thought his Jin was bad about him spending time around Akechi. This world's seemed hooked on the idea he had something for the other man. "No one. I just...was going to find you." The lie slipped out with ease. He crossed his arms, hunched - looked away. The stance he usually took when forced into a confession. Hoping this would be one of the few times he was actually capable of fooling Jin.

"Thought I'd passed out somewhere along the way?" Jin asked, coming closer. "You did, didn't you?" He chuckled. "As you can see, I'm fine." He reached out to slide one hand down his arm. A slow, teasing touch. "Come." He gripped his wrist and tugged him back to the center of the room.

Katsuki felt a nervousness he hadn't felt in years hit him as he let Jin lead him away from the door. He still hadn't worked out if doing things with this Jin was cheating on his. In many ways, he was the same. He even kissed the same way. But at the same time...

"Strip."

Katsuki gulped as Jin let go of his hand and went to sit in a chair. "W-what?"

"It's been four days, Kyousuke. I want to see you wild. Strip. And get on your knees."

A show. Nothing he hadn't done for past lovers, but not once for Jin. Of course, if this Jin was forbidden from taking him, it didn't exactly surprise him that he'd want something like this done for him. He was still uncomfortable as he shed his clothing under Jin's eyes. Slowly he sank to his knees. Jin tossed a bottle of lubricant on the floor and Katsuki picked it up uneasily. The day he'd broken into the B&B, Jin had used aphrodisiac laced lubricant on him. It had left him burning and desperate. Not, of course, assisted in anyway by the fact that Jin had bound him to prevent him from acting on his body's desperation. Eventually his body had heated to the point of climax on it's own. Four times, if he recalled right, before it wore off. But, the thought struck him, that was his world, not this one.

"It's plain." Jin seemed to know the reason for his nervousness anyway. "No mistakes this time."

"Mistake?" He glanced up at him suspiciously.

"You still don't believe me that that was Kiichi's fault, do you?"

He wasn't sure what exactly had happened, and he decided the details would not help knowing at this moment. "Hn." He settled for a non-committal reply. He hesitated again, though his body began to heat just from Jin's gaze. Jin had always had that effect on him. From the start.

"I'm waiting..." Jin's voice was a low murmur.

Katsuki set the lube aside for the moment, running his hand down his chest, spreading his legs wider. He licked his lips, arching his back slightly, using one hand to balance. He found himself peering down at Jin, watching him watch him. He slid his hand down the inside of his thigh, then back up - dancing over sensitive skin. He already felt his breathing grow shallower, excitement building within him. He stroked upwards, hands pausing to twist a nipple, gasping slightly at the sensation. He felt himself harden, and tried to even his breathing - draw it out. He slipped one leg out from under him, sliding it outward to assist his balance.

His hand sought the lube, and cursed silently when he discovered the cap was screw on. He gasped when hands took it from him. Eyes he hadn't realized he'd closed opened to find Jin over him. The lube was squirted over his fingers, and for a moment he was frozen. Surprised that Jin wasn't even doing that much. He laid back, fingers reaching for his own opening - pressing in lightly. There was always a little pain. He pressed harder, fingers slipping in despite the awkward position. He let out a gasp when Jin's hands found his chest, stroking and teasing - then moaned at the familiar feeling. Jin's lips followed his hands, nipping at his nipples. His hands stroked his stomach and thighs, never touching the parts he wanted them to. He began to move his fingers, curling slightly as he tried to simulate an invasion that was so much easier with two people.

Jin was pulling him up then, behind him, lips devouring his neck - one hand tracing designs in a teasing touch on his stomach. The other finding it's way back to grope and squeeze his butt. He shuddered, whimpering with need. "Stroke yourself." Jin caught his free hand, giving him no choice but to remove his fingers from his opening. He groaned at the loss, even as he moved his hand down to stroke his weeping cock. "You want me in you, don't you?" The host's voice was husky with desire. He felt Jin's cock against his butt, sliding down the crevasse. He rubbed against it, his body yearning for the invasion it was so familiar with.

Jin rubbed his member against his opening, and Katsuki whimpered in longing. Then the sensation was gone, cold air filling it's place. "Curse you Shougo." He heard him hiss, then.his hand closed over the one Katsuki was stroking himself with, squeezing down. Katsuki gave a shout at the sudden release. He heard Jin's breathing catch, and felt hot seed splatter onto his back and butt. After a moment, Jin spun him to face him, lips crashing over his in a heated kiss that told him how unfulfilling the release had been.

To Be Continued...

Salmon