Dawn was barely breaking; it's dissipated light flitting through the little windows. Kurogane woke in the same position he'd fallen asleep in, arms draped over his eyes and stomach. He stiffened and gave an annoyed sigh, becoming aware of the familiar tight ache in his body. Inwardly, he groaned. He was waking up more and more often like this. Without moving, he glanced across the room to Fai's sprawling form. He was still asleep, his limbs spread-eagled. Kuro's eyes slid up and down the sleeping man's form.
He was in something called a 'tee-shirt' that hung around his slim form, pulled up and exposing his back; his arms buried beneath the pillow and his breathing even. His eyes lingered on the short-shorts he was wearing, the white cloth accenting the smooth curve of the blond man's ass and the endless legs. Startled from his thoughts, Kurogane turned away, a faint blush riding his cheeks. What the hell am I thinking! H-He's a man! And yet, asleep, Fai was so tempting! With a harsh groan he rolled smoothly to his feet, glaring at the growing bulge in his pants.
Silently, like the ninja he was, he walked to the bathroom, closing the door but not locking it. He sat on the lid of the toilet and sighed again, his head in his hands as he tried to get the image of Fai out of his head. But, he couldn't it stayed. Slowly, unbidden, he began to mentally undress the other man. He thought of slipping the 'tee-shirt' off of him, exposing his soft skin to his mouth. He thought of kissing him, his tongue tangling with Fai's as he slowly slipped the white shorts down his hips.
He stopped, leaning back, his brows furrowed. The tightening in his pants was damn near unbearable. He slowly opened his unfocused eyes. One time . . . won't hurt. Even as he thought it his hands were tracing up the insides of his thighs, heightening his sensitivity. His hands slid up until one cupped his erection through his pants, and he moaned under his breath. Quickly, he unzipped the black pants he wore and slipped his hand inside. The heat of skin on skin made him gasp. He was already very hard and could barely move his hand. Impatiently, he pulled his cock out and gripped the shaft in one hand, rubbing the head and slit with his thumb.
Closing his eyes, he cupped his balls and began stroking his cock, using his pre-cum as lubricant. He imagined Fai, bending this way and that, his pretty, smooth ass in the air. Kurogane massaged his balls and stroked his hand over his throbbing cock, feeling his orgasm looming near. I'm so close . . . already I'm so close?
"You look like you're enjoying yourself."