Treasured - Komasa

This has been stuck in my head for a while, so here you go ^o^

Masamune's favorite place when they made love, was in Kojuro's lap, naked and flush against him. His skin became inflamed with passion wherever they touched.

Their chest were pressed together and he could feel Kojuro's heart beat. He felt the way its pace quickened when he touched him. More importantly, he could feel his heart through his whole body. However, it could be his own because their hearts beat at at the same pace.

Kojuro kissed down his neck and down to his chest. Hands gently caressed his sides and pulled him closer. He always took things slow. He knew just how to touch him to make him wither and cling to him. He lived to make him arch and cry out in his arms.

"Don't treat me like a woman." Masamune panted as he felt Kojuro take a nipple into his mouth.

He tipped them over so he had Masamune laid out on the futon. His hair was a mess, his shirt opened and his pants half way off. Kojuro kissed him again, and Masamune's hands gently came up to cradle him closer.

"I'm not treating you like a woman." Kojuro said softly. His lips just barely touching Masamune's as he spoke. Masamune tipped his head up to try and kiss him but Kojuro moved just out of the way.

"I'm treating you as if you are something precious, as something a treasure, because you are exactly that. Someone I treasure, and someone who is precious to me." He kissed him again, stealing his breath.

"Kagetsuna." Masamune pulled him closer loving the way he could feel Kojuro shiver just from him speaking his given name.

"I love you. I love you so much." It wasn't spoken at this point. They knew what the other was trying to say.