fandom: Loveless. Kouga Yun owns it all.
warnings: Some shotaish action.
notes: Wrote this one in about thirty minutes for a challenge on LJ.
When Soubi laces his fingers together behind Ritsuka's back and tilts his head to the side to expose his earlobe, Ritsuka draws in a breath and flicks his fingertips over the soft skin. Soubi's hair curls in wet ringlets around Ritsuka's fingers, leaves shining paths on the back of his hand. Ritsuka's mouth falls open, his tongue peeks between his lips and he feels the piercer snap shut. Soubi's breath ghosts over Ritsuka's neck in a humid burst, his hands clenching and pressing Ritsuka's chest closer to his.
After Soubi's left ear has been marked with a similar glittering little piece of plastic, Ritsuka's breath feels heavy in his chest. He drapes his arms around Soubi's shoulders and ignores the man's fingers slipping teasingly underneath the waistband of his pants. Ritsuka grips a little tighter when Soubi reaches the base of his tail, fingers petting gently through the slick black fur.
Soubi licks at Ritsuka's ear, whispers whispers whispers "Thank you, Ritsuka. I love you." And Ritsuka's cat ears pull back, his hands clenching into fists and pulling at the material of Soubi's soaked sweater. Soubi smiles into the curve of Ritsuka's human ear, closes his fingers around Ritsuka's tail and gives it a gentle tug. Ritsuka can feel the blood packing into his cheeks, the way his skin tightens and cracks and hurts under the pressure of it. He swallows, fights down the beat of his pulse low in his belly and pushes at Soubi's bulk with both hands.
"Go away!" Ritsuka moans, the sound foreign to his own ears, the tone of his voice not at all what it was supposed to be. Soubi bites his lip, brings the hand not occupied with Ritsuka's soft, soft tail up to cup his cheek. Ritsuka's eyes close when Soubi kisses him, the touch butterfly soft, teasing along the curves and dips. He knows what to expect and opens his lips a little bit, a stubborn crease between his brows, and then Soubi's pulling him in again, his hand fisting the base of Ritsuka's tail and oh his body shudders once, his thighs pressing together.
Soubi's smile tastes like lemons, bitter and sweet, and Ritsuka hates him. His tiny fists start slowly pounding on the solid muscle of the man's shoulders, his throat works and tries to say "no no no" while his body sings out a slightly different tune. He doesn't want this, but it feels so good.
After a small eternity, Soubi releases Ritsuka's mouth with a wet pop, his lips curving upwards. Ritsuka clenches his eyes shut, dips his chin down and lets his hair cover his burning cheeks. Soubi's hand retreats from the back of his pants, fingertips trailing over the sensitive skin of Ritsuka's lower back and then they slip and slip and slide over the expanse of skin underneath his pullover. Ritsuka breathes out in a gasp, lips parted just a little again, but he manages to push at Soubi enough to make the man release him.
While Ritsuka trembles in place, hands clenched into fists resting on his knees, Soubi rises from the floor with a fluid grace. "Thank you," he says, "for piercing my ears for me again." Ritsuka turns his head to the side, eyes prickling with tears he will not let go, and hisses out a desperate "get out, get out, GET OUT" that rises in pitch and volume until he remembers that his mother is just downstairs.
Soubi chuckles, fingers coming up to count the sparkling red studs in his ears. One, two, three, four bumps, four kisses, four touches and the sweet smell of Ritsuka's hair. Soubi bites his lip, turns on his heel and lets the window creak open. He feels the weight of Ritsuka's eyes on the small of his back and smiles into the darkness of the evening and the falling rain.
When he leaves, he can hear Ritsuka's desperate heartbeats echoing in the room.