Page 94 of All That Has Flown Beyond
“Whoo! We win!” Isla cheered, breaking the spell. Ahmik got off Kaiyo, pulling him along to his feet.
“Rematch!” Junpei demanded. Kaiyo shook his head, laughing.
He didn’t think his heart could take a lot more.
*****
“Do you like it?” Mori asked Isla, noticing her staring at the flower-printed Kimono he was wearing. Isla looked down at her plate, shrugging.
They were all gathered in the pack house kitchen for one of their final lunches together. Isla hadn’t approached Mori directly, but her interest in him had been apparent throughout the trip.
“Yeah, I guess.” She paused. “Isn’t it for girls, though?”
“Well, I guess a lot of people would say so, but I think all that’s a bit silly,” Mori said. Isla looked up at him again. “I mean, doesn’t it seem a bit strange that there are pieces of cloth cut certain ways that only some people can wear, just because others say so?”
Isla shrugged again, but she looked at Mori’s clothing intently.
“Girl clothes, boy clothes. Girl toys, boy toys. Girl colours, boy colours. I’ve never really understood it. I am who I am. Boy, girl, it doesn’t matter. So, I wear what makes me feel good,” Mori said.
“Would you wear a dress?” Isla asked.
“If I felt good in it, yes. If I didn’t, no. It’s as simple as that.”
Isla nodded slowly before returning to her food with a thoughtful frown on her face.
Kaiyo thought about how strange it had to be to grow up without a single example of the gender you felt inside and how that corresponded to your physical body. There was a lot he took for granted, a natural balance between him and the world that had been handed to him whilst others had to fight for it.
He smiled at Mori gratefully and saw Ahmik doing the same. Kaiyo’s smile grew. He felt his heart grow for Isla. For the family she had around her.
*****
Kaiyo felt pulled in two directions as he watched the Kanbara pack load their car. Mori was the last to approach him for a goodbye. They hugged tightly, and Mori cupped Kaiyo’s face as they pulled away.
“I’ll tell Mom,” he said.
Kaiyo shook his head. “Mori—”
“Nothing is set. I know. But I’ll let her know you’re happy here.”
Was he happy there? Kaiyo wasn’t even sure.
Mori kissed his cheeks before stepping away. All Kaiyo could do was watch them go.
**********
Ahmik found Kaiyo at his house that night. His nose twitched slightly as he came in, no doubt smelling traces of the Kanbara pack.
“What’s up?” Kaiyo asked.
“Nothing,” Ahmik replied, walking towards Kaiyo. “I like it when you don’t wear that necklace.”
Ahmik didn’t give Kaiyo time to reply, pulling him into a slow kiss that deepened a moment later. Kaiyo fell into it quickly. It was easy to forget everything else with the familiarity of Ahmik’s body against his.
Kaiyo pulled them towards the bedroom. They tumbled onto the bed together, a tangle of limbs. They undressed each other before Kaiyo grabbed the lube from the bedside table. Ahmik followed his movement, stroking down Kaiyo’s back, pressing kisses to the side of his ribs. Kaiyo pushed Ahmik down on the mattress, laying him out for him.
They kissed with nothing but bare skin between them. It was the movement and texture of two bodies completely comfortable with each other. When Kaiyo moved away from Ahmik’s lips, they were red and wet, panting into the low light of the room.
Kaiyo travelled down Ahmik’s body. He raked his nails down his sides, kissing a path between his pecs, down his stomach, until he took Ahmik’s cock into his mouth. He pressed Ahmik’s hips down, but Ahmik only shifted slightly, shuddering out a moan. Ahmik swept broad palms across Kaiyo’s shoulders, one hand gripping the nape of his neck securely, although he didn’t guide Kaiyo closer. He let Kaiyo set the pace, let him drag the flat of his tongue against the tip of Ahmik’s cock before wrapping his mouth around the head, taking inch after inch of him, as far as he could go. He wrapped his hand around the rest of Ahmik, moving it in pace with his mouth, bobbing up and down in a sloppy blowjob. Spit and precum dripped down his chin and onto Ahmik’s balls.
