"Oh.. Yuki... Yukito...koibito.." Bright lights flashed in front of Touya's eyes and the room was spinning but he paid no attention to them. All that was important was the boy moving on top of him, his face contorted with pleasure as Touya lifted Yukito's slender frame up and down over and over, both of them on cloud nine.
"Touya...oh gods..To-ya.." He grunted and nearly collapsed as he felt the heat of his lover's orgasm fill his body, his own climax hitting him like a ton of bricks, spurting over Touya's chest. He chanted Touya's name softly, as he was nearly crying with pleasure, his head resting against Touya's shoulder. Soft sounds of pleasure were heard through the door where Kinomoto Fujitaka was standing, hearing the quiet moans and whimpers. He sighed, still not sure how to deal with the fact that his only son was gay. It had been nearly a month since Touya and Yukito had confessed their love for each other and as much as he loved his son and wanted to be supportive, he wasn't exactly sure what to do. Should he confront Touya and Yukito and talk to them about their decision, or should he just leave them alone? There were footsteps in the room and the doorknob turned. Quickly, Fujitaka turned, only to have a boxer-clad Yukito collide into him. Both of them fell to the ground and Yukito could only stare in horror, and Fujitaka knew why.. He was supposed to be at an archeology conference out of town, but his flight had been cancelled due to bad weather. "F..Fujitaka-san..." Yukito stammered. Fujitaka was struck by how beautiful the boy was and there was part of him that wanted Yuki.. He couldn't explain it, but it was there. "Are you alright, Fujitaka-san?"
"Yes, I'm fine, Yukito." He smiled and stood up, helping Yukito up as well. "Headed to the kitchen?"
"Hai.."
"I'll walk with you. I was going to make some coffee." They walked downstairs, Yukito still rather embarassed that he had tackled his lover's father.. "So, how are things with you and Touya?" He asked finally. Yukito cleared his throat.
"Very well.. arigatou. I..I'm very much in love with him, Fujitaka-san."
"Yes, I know. He loves you as well. I can tell that." He smiled, although he felt a pang of jealousy for his son. After all, Fujitaka hadn't been with anyone since his wife died. And even though he knew he wasn't gay, he couldn't explain the attraction he felt towards Yukito. After the coffee was made, Fujitaka bade farewell to Yukito and walked into his bedroom, closing his eyes and lying down on his bed. "Yue.." He whispered. As soon as the word left his lips, he frowned. He had no idea who Yue was, but suddenly he had a vision of a man looking eerily similar to Yukito, except for those eyes..those cold blue eyes..those beautiful angel-like wings.. but it didn't matter. The doorknob to his room turned and slowly, the being from the vision, Yue, stepped in through the darkness.
"Clow-sama." He said quietly, and for some reason, it made sense that Fujitaka would be called that. He swallowed.
"Yue."
Yue smiled, looking pleased, his long white wings fluttering as he walked over, sitting on the bed before leaning down and kissing Fujitaka on the lips. Suddenly the man was enveloped by the white wings and a pair of soft, cool lips
The two bodies moved sleekly together towards a mutual orgasm, both of them gasping and moaning as Fujitaka thrust into the angel again and again, his chest feeling like it was going to burst. Yue let out gasps of pleasure, his slender body tightening, one of his wings hitting Fujitaka in the face. It had been too long since he had been with Clow Reed.. much too long. "Ohh.. Clow-sama.." He moaned, arching his back and trembling. He spurted his seed over his own stomach and bucked gently against the other man. Fujitaka grunted and felt bliss overtaking him, the tightness, the heat.. it was all so..
"Mm...Yue..."
He suddenly let himself go as he climaxed, nearly losing it as the soft feathers brushed repeatedly against his skin. His strength left his body with the strings of cum that were quickly filling the angel's body, and he felt exhausted as he collapsed against the bed. Yue got up slowly and smiled. This man wasn't his Clow, but he was close enough. "I love you Clow-sama.." He whispered and walked out, changing into his false form and a rather exhausted Yukito climbed into Touya's arms.
Fujitaka groaned and rolled over in bed the next morning. What a dream it had been. It seemed so real. He yawned and blinked. Tightly clutched in his hand was a soft white feather..
"Touya...oh gods..To-ya.." He grunted and nearly collapsed as he felt the heat of his lover's orgasm fill his body, his own climax hitting him like a ton of bricks, spurting over Touya's chest. He chanted Touya's name softly, as he was nearly crying with pleasure, his head resting against Touya's shoulder. Soft sounds of pleasure were heard through the door where Kinomoto Fujitaka was standing, hearing the quiet moans and whimpers. He sighed, still not sure how to deal with the fact that his only son was gay. It had been nearly a month since Touya and Yukito had confessed their love for each other and as much as he loved his son and wanted to be supportive, he wasn't exactly sure what to do. Should he confront Touya and Yukito and talk to them about their decision, or should he just leave them alone? There were footsteps in the room and the doorknob turned. Quickly, Fujitaka turned, only to have a boxer-clad Yukito collide into him. Both of them fell to the ground and Yukito could only stare in horror, and Fujitaka knew why.. He was supposed to be at an archeology conference out of town, but his flight had been cancelled due to bad weather. "F..Fujitaka-san..." Yukito stammered. Fujitaka was struck by how beautiful the boy was and there was part of him that wanted Yuki.. He couldn't explain it, but it was there. "Are you alright, Fujitaka-san?"
"Yes, I'm fine, Yukito." He smiled and stood up, helping Yukito up as well. "Headed to the kitchen?"
"Hai.."
"I'll walk with you. I was going to make some coffee." They walked downstairs, Yukito still rather embarassed that he had tackled his lover's father.. "So, how are things with you and Touya?" He asked finally. Yukito cleared his throat.
"Very well.. arigatou. I..I'm very much in love with him, Fujitaka-san."
"Yes, I know. He loves you as well. I can tell that." He smiled, although he felt a pang of jealousy for his son. After all, Fujitaka hadn't been with anyone since his wife died. And even though he knew he wasn't gay, he couldn't explain the attraction he felt towards Yukito. After the coffee was made, Fujitaka bade farewell to Yukito and walked into his bedroom, closing his eyes and lying down on his bed. "Yue.." He whispered. As soon as the word left his lips, he frowned. He had no idea who Yue was, but suddenly he had a vision of a man looking eerily similar to Yukito, except for those eyes..those cold blue eyes..those beautiful angel-like wings.. but it didn't matter. The doorknob to his room turned and slowly, the being from the vision, Yue, stepped in through the darkness.
"Clow-sama." He said quietly, and for some reason, it made sense that Fujitaka would be called that. He swallowed.
"Yue."
Yue smiled, looking pleased, his long white wings fluttering as he walked over, sitting on the bed before leaning down and kissing Fujitaka on the lips. Suddenly the man was enveloped by the white wings and a pair of soft, cool lips
The two bodies moved sleekly together towards a mutual orgasm, both of them gasping and moaning as Fujitaka thrust into the angel again and again, his chest feeling like it was going to burst. Yue let out gasps of pleasure, his slender body tightening, one of his wings hitting Fujitaka in the face. It had been too long since he had been with Clow Reed.. much too long. "Ohh.. Clow-sama.." He moaned, arching his back and trembling. He spurted his seed over his own stomach and bucked gently against the other man. Fujitaka grunted and felt bliss overtaking him, the tightness, the heat.. it was all so..
"Mm...Yue..."
He suddenly let himself go as he climaxed, nearly losing it as the soft feathers brushed repeatedly against his skin. His strength left his body with the strings of cum that were quickly filling the angel's body, and he felt exhausted as he collapsed against the bed. Yue got up slowly and smiled. This man wasn't his Clow, but he was close enough. "I love you Clow-sama.." He whispered and walked out, changing into his false form and a rather exhausted Yukito climbed into Touya's arms.
Fujitaka groaned and rolled over in bed the next morning. What a dream it had been. It seemed so real. He yawned and blinked. Tightly clutched in his hand was a soft white feather..