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Title: "Not for Long"
Part: 1/?
Author: Amina
Pairing: CrawfordxOmi
Warnings: Um....nothing extreme. Some kissing and
touching. Lots of kissing.
Rating: Pg-13....Not R!
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz. It is not
mine.....I wish it was....but it isn't. Don't sue me.
Please. Pretty please.
Feedback: Yes!! Lots of it.
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"Not for long"
The night was cool. The moonlight piercing
through the dark clouds, showering the city in a soft
pale glow. Omi walked through the most barren part of
the city, looking for a his sanctuary, searching for
his gateway to temporary freedom. He turned a corner
and found himself in a pitch black alley, to anyone
else it would like just another filthy alley but to
him it was heaven. He walked on until he could walk no
further, he reached up and knocked on the wood door.
"What's the password?" a deep monotonous voice called
out to him.
"Where the Dragon leads, I will follow." Omi
replied.
The door opened sending a flood of light into the
dismal alley, but it soon went back to its original
blackness as Omi entered the lighted room. The room
was well furnished, business men everywhere. Most of
them drinking, or just talking with barely dressed
women in each arm. He walked into the
room looking for a particular face in the crowd, but
he couldn't find him. He decided he was early so,
took a sit at the back of the club. Omi knew he
wouldn't have to wait long; his koibito would be
there. He was never late. Omi felt himself dozing off,
sleep taking him away, but knew he had to
stay up. He didn't know he had let himself slip until
he felt a warm strong hand on his shoulder. The young
assassin looked up groggily, sat
up and stumbled into the strong arms of his lover. He
held on, held on as if his life depended on it, he
didn't want to let go, he never wanted to let go.
"Kitten, let's go upstairs. It's too dark in
here, I can't see your face,"
Omi didn't answer in words but with a low moan,
he let his lover carry him up the winding stairs to
the bedrooms. He felt himself being laid down on a
soft welcoming bed.
"How long can you stay tonight?" Omi whispered
looking into deep brown eyes. He felt his lover's
breath on his cheek, "Not for long, Kitten, not for
long."
How Omi hated those words, he always said the same
thing every time. Every single time. Why was God so
cruel, why did he put them on opposing sides. On such
cruel terms. Was this really love or just an ever
ending dream......
Omi's thoughts were interrupted as he felt soft
lips against his. He let the waves of pleasure over
take him, clearing his mind, thinking of no one but
his lover on top of him. He opened his mouth allowing
his lover's tongue to massage his own. He wrapped his
arms around his lover's well built torso. They never
had an abundant number of time, but they always found
a way to make good use of the time they did have. He
fumbled with removing the suit and tie, revealing a
hard body. Omi ran his arms all over his lover's body
exploring every detail. Omi pulled him in for another
kiss. He felt himself growing harder by the minute, he
wanted to be freed from his confines.
"Bradley, make love to me." Omi whispered
grinding himself against the older man.
"As you wish Kitten."
Yes, that's it. I told you it was short. If you guys
like it tell me,, maybe I'll write another one! ^-^
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Title: "Not for Long"
Part: 1/?
Author: Amina
Pairing: CrawfordxOmi
Warnings: Um....nothing extreme. Some kissing and
touching. Lots of kissing.
Rating: Pg-13....Not R!
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz. It is not
mine.....I wish it was....but it isn't. Don't sue me.
Please. Pretty please.
Feedback: Yes!! Lots of it.
-----------------------------------
"Not for long"
The night was cool. The moonlight piercing
through the dark clouds, showering the city in a soft
pale glow. Omi walked through the most barren part of
the city, looking for a his sanctuary, searching for
his gateway to temporary freedom. He turned a corner
and found himself in a pitch black alley, to anyone
else it would like just another filthy alley but to
him it was heaven. He walked on until he could walk no
further, he reached up and knocked on the wood door.
"What's the password?" a deep monotonous voice called
out to him.
"Where the Dragon leads, I will follow." Omi
replied.
The door opened sending a flood of light into the
dismal alley, but it soon went back to its original
blackness as Omi entered the lighted room. The room
was well furnished, business men everywhere. Most of
them drinking, or just talking with barely dressed
women in each arm. He walked into the
room looking for a particular face in the crowd, but
he couldn't find him. He decided he was early so,
took a sit at the back of the club. Omi knew he
wouldn't have to wait long; his koibito would be
there. He was never late. Omi felt himself dozing off,
sleep taking him away, but knew he had to
stay up. He didn't know he had let himself slip until
he felt a warm strong hand on his shoulder. The young
assassin looked up groggily, sat
up and stumbled into the strong arms of his lover. He
held on, held on as if his life depended on it, he
didn't want to let go, he never wanted to let go.
"Kitten, let's go upstairs. It's too dark in
here, I can't see your face,"
Omi didn't answer in words but with a low moan,
he let his lover carry him up the winding stairs to
the bedrooms. He felt himself being laid down on a
soft welcoming bed.
"How long can you stay tonight?" Omi whispered
looking into deep brown eyes. He felt his lover's
breath on his cheek, "Not for long, Kitten, not for
long."
How Omi hated those words, he always said the same
thing every time. Every single time. Why was God so
cruel, why did he put them on opposing sides. On such
cruel terms. Was this really love or just an ever
ending dream......
Omi's thoughts were interrupted as he felt soft
lips against his. He let the waves of pleasure over
take him, clearing his mind, thinking of no one but
his lover on top of him. He opened his mouth allowing
his lover's tongue to massage his own. He wrapped his
arms around his lover's well built torso. They never
had an abundant number of time, but they always found
a way to make good use of the time they did have. He
fumbled with removing the suit and tie, revealing a
hard body. Omi ran his arms all over his lover's body
exploring every detail. Omi pulled him in for another
kiss. He felt himself growing harder by the minute, he
wanted to be freed from his confines.
"Bradley, make love to me." Omi whispered
grinding himself against the older man.
"As you wish Kitten."
Yes, that's it. I told you it was short. If you guys
like it tell me,, maybe I'll write another one! ^-^
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