It wasn't like it was supposed to happen, nothing was easy in life. What was meant to happen didn't go as planned and what one does is get up, swipe off the dust, and move on. Simple as that, brush it off and move on with your life. For Death the Kid, it was much, much more difficult.
'How did I end up in this situation?' He thought, cheeks flushed scarlet and body tingling with the sensation of the other body pressed flush against his back.
Kid's eyes scanned the dark and cheap motel room, eyes adjusting from the bright lights coming in from the blinds on the far wall. The room smelled, cheap beer and sweat and dust mites. He scanned more, finding trash hidden in secret behind the couch and ants roaming the table where a half-eaten slice of cheese pizza sat being stomped and eaten by the block dots.
He blinks and then stiffens as the body behind him groans and turns, the sound familiar even though he wasn't sure why at that moment. He waits, body tense as the person behind him settles down and the soft snores come back, quieter now than it had been when he first woke up to the warm body and heated breath on his neck. He cringed, heart pounding in the knowledge that he did something but he wasn't sure what he did.
Slowly and precisely the black haired boy scooted from under the comforter and bare feet touch the ground disgusting carpet littered with years of abuse and dirt and other things he didn't want to think about at that moment. His jaw clenches, holding his aching head throbbing from what he was sure was going to be a terrible hangover, which brought to mind once again what the hell did he do last night?
Kid stands and stumbles a little as he hugs the wall, finding the bathroom and going in, locking the door behind him. He groans, pressing his throbbing temple into the cool wood as his fingers searched for the switch to turn on the damn light. When he found it he gave himself a small mental victory before flinching at the bright intrusion to his retinas. He groaned again and falls against the little white sink, knuckles clenching around the white edges as he steadies himself and looks into the partly broken mirror.
He curses over and over again when he sees the mess he's in, covered in deep welts of black, mostly his neck and chest area, and he notices for the first time some are throbbing. His hair is a mess, going this way and that, three white strips looking like lightning bolts zigzagging along the side of his head. His lips were swollen and his ass was throbbing. When he stumbles back and pulls down his shorts, he notices that the love bites had even gone down to his cheeks and his member.
Horrified and even more confused than before, he quickly rights his clothing and turns on the water, scooping up the thankfully cold liquid and drinking some and washing his face, hands trembling. When he's done he stops and once again leans against the counter, trying to recall last night events, images coming in blurs.
He was celebrating, he knew that much, with his friends. It was Patti's twenty-first birthday and considering she was the last in his group of friends to hit legal drinking age, she wanted to go out to a club and drink and dance. His friends agreed and they went to the Black Opal well known for loud music, lots of drinking, and grinding, sweaty young adults to come and enjoy a night out.
Kid clenches his head, groaning again as he vaguely remembers lots of drinking and laughing and dancing with multiple people. He wasn't his normal self last night and instead of being a pole and causing his own mild panic, he let loose, drinking shot after shot and dancing like crazy.
He groaned louder, body itching to fix the towels on the rack, all different sizes and wrinkled. Kid shakes his head and leaves the bathroom, having forgotten in his surprise that he wasn't alone. He stops, leaning against the wall as his face pales. Who had he been with last night? Why didn't anyone stop him before leaving with the person? Oh dear death.
Kid pushes off and looks around the corner, seeing a rumbled mess of blankets and clothes littered everywhere. The person in question was still asleep, head under the pillow obscuring his view of the face. His eyes trail a little and found a well-toned back, strong shoulders, and as he trailed lower he gulped, cheeks flushing at the fact that yes, the person he woke up to was very much naked and yes, he was very much male. He curses softly, pressing his face against the cold wall.
"What'da cursin' for? Jesus, to damn noisy for this shit so early in the morning." Kid paled and tensed at the voice, knowing full on who was in bed with him and who most likely…
"Bla-Black*Star!?"
The man in question pulls his head from under the pillow, blue spikes in more of a panic of mess than normal. As he turned Kid noticed he, too, had flecks of bites and this made the black haired boy blush, heart pounding.
Black*Star blinks lazily, eyes hazy and still in the land of sleep. Slowly Kid can see him calculating his whereabouts making his tan cheeks tint. His eyes are wide as he looks at Kid, mind slowly remembering yesterday and then blanking on the night events. Black*Star shoots up and skids to the bathroom, curing louder than Kid could handle who winced at the intrusion.
"What the living fuck!?"
Kid moves to grab his clothes but then is tackled to the bed. He yelps as he's pinned, a very confused and equally horrified Black*Star over him. "What happened?"
Kid blinks at him, cheeks tinted a deep red, gold eyes wide and annoyed. "How should I know, I'm just as confused as you are!"
"Why am I covered in hickys! Why are you!"
Kid's brow twitched, head throbbing at his loud voice. His muscles ached and having Black*Star hovering over him and straddling his waist where his hips hurt at the extra weight was making him more pissed. He growls, pulling his wrists out of the ninja's tight grip. "Get OFF me!"
The ninja growls and pushes away, grabbing his hair and tugging roughly, repeating 'Oh man' over and over again. Kid watched, his annoyance higher than his own embarrassed, terror reality at the moment. He groans and pushes his hands into his hair, messing the locks even more then they had been.
"It doesn't take a genius to know what happened Black*Star…" Kid grumbled, cheeks worsening in their color. "God damn it, how much did I drink?"
Black*Star looks at him, taking in Kid's body and he gulps. His heart sped up at the sight, noticing the bruises and how he favored one side of his body rather than both. Black*star knew instantly what they had done and dear death he was equally horrified and aroused by the thought that he, the Great Black*Star, had fucked Death the Kid.
Kid looked up and noticed his friends look. He blushes more, feeling naked underneath the teal eyes of Black*Star's. He squirms, heart pounding, and he winces, the ache in his rear coming to him full force. He looks away, reaching for his discarded shirt and slipping it on, still feeling naked even as he quickly dresses.
"We don't speak of this again."
"Dude, like hell I want to bring this up again! A Great God like-"
"We do not speak of this again!" Kid was pissed, hands clenched at his sides as he comes closer to the blue-haired monkey. His heart was pounding a mile a minute in panic. He wanted to quickly leave this place and NEVER remember this hotel room or waking up to aches or how his heart pounds just at Black*Stars-No! He was NOT going to think like that! "You understand me Black*Star?"
Black*Star looks down at his friend, teal eyes meeting hard gold. He gulps, eyes flashing something then vanishing before he scowls. "Yeah, I hear you."
Kid looks him over before pulling back and grabbing his shoes. He blushes more as the ache burns more as he bends. He flinches, finishing and messing with his hair, before going to the door. He hesitates, back stiff as he feels Black*Star's gaze burning a huge hole into the back of Kid's head.
"I'll see you later." Kid leaves without looking back, cheeks still flushed and heart pounding.
~Two Months Later ~
Kid was dying in his own personal type of hell. When he got home from the motel two months prior he was happy to find that both his weapons were passed out on the couches in the sitting room, Liz holding a beer bottle and Patti strangling a pillow as she drooled and mumbled about animals and chocolate. It was easy to skim by the pair and to his room where he locked the door and leaned against the white wood, eyes closed. That day he stayed there, telling his weapons he was never drinking again and to leave him alone. He burned the clothes he wore and scrubbed his body until he was red and messing three layers of pale skin. Even then he couldn't get rid of the presence of Black*Star, feeling as if his body took his body heat and scent straight into his flesh. The love bites had healed quickly and other than for the aches all over his body he was normal or at least he was trying to pretend everything was normal.
To try and bring normalcy to his life he hung out with his friends. Basketball was still a normal on going and the only thing different was the way Kid and Black*Star migrated away from each other and did everything in their power to not touch. Movie nights were the same, the group meeting up at everyone's houses, switching every so often like normal. They went out to eat, cracked jokes, teased and so on. Normal as can be instead it wasn't and the rest could easily see it.
Black*Star wasn't the same as before, yes he was loud, yes he was as obnoxious as ever, but at the same time he went into himself more often and spaced out. Kid was almost the same, giving out false grins like crappy candy and also pulling more into himself, not even noticing half the time when something that would normal drive him insane didn't. It was bad, tense, and uncomfortable.
Soul watched from the side as Black*Star laughed at a joke he made, eyes twitching at how fake the laugh sounded. His eyes sneak to Kid who was spacing out and not even noticing that Patti was messing with his buttons or hair. This worried him and he knew it worried everyone else. His eyes scan to Maka who was munching on her fries half-heartedly, also noticing the difference. She looks at Soul, eyes worried.
Soul coughed, scratching his head. "So, like, what do you guys want to do?"
Kid looked over and blinked. He frowns then scowls as he fixes his hair and turns his gaze to Patti, glaring. "Don't mess with my hair! Do you have any idea how long it takes to get it this symmetrical?"
Black*Star barked out a laugh. "You could use some disrupt in your life Kid! Be free and awesome like me!" He barks out a laugh again which makes Kid flinch, mind flash to a memory that came a few weeks back. The memory was simple but it brought to his mind naked bodies and groaning and laughing and kissing. Whispered words in to the dark that Kid still couldn't understand no matter how many times he tries to remember because dear death he wanted to.
Black*Star stops laughing and looks away, coughing into his hand, eyes downcast. The table falls into a tense silence, the party, other than Kid and Black*Star, feeling like if they talked or moved or breathed something would break and both men would explode.
Liz looked around frantically before snapping her fingers. "How about we go out tonight? Go out partying and-"
"No!"
"Not going to happen!"
Every head in the little restaurant turned towards the groups table, eyeing the panicked faces of the blue-haired and the golden eyed men.
Kid's head whipped to Black*Star, looking into his eyes for the first time in months, and instantly his cheeks flushed, eyes wide. Memories of dirty hotels and skin slapping skin rock his ears and Kid stands up, mumbling about leaving first, before getting and out the door. The group watches in stunned silence and then looks at Black*Star as he proceeds to bang his head on the table before stopping and slacking against the cool counter, hunger and pretending all but gone.
"Dude," Soul mumbled, eyes weary and worried. "What the hell is going on?"
Black*Star doesn't answer, eyes closing as his mind goes to Kid, tongue darting out and licking his lips, blushing as he remembers the taste of Kid's flesh on his tongue. He hits his head again, trying to erase the image but failing and only succeeding into making his stomach twists and heart pounds in want.
"Black*Star?" Tsubaki touches his shoulder gently, feeling him tense then relax. "What's going on? We're worried."
Black*Star looks up, teal eyes unsure. "I don't even know." And he presses his face back into the smooth table, taking in the stench of grease and despair and a confusion.
Kid grumbles as he cleans, pants up to his thighs and sleeves pass his elbows. His hair was a mess and his eyes shined brightly as sweat dripped. He was tired but he couldn't stop himself from cleaning. His mind wondered if he didn't do something and when his mind wondered it wondered to Black*Star and it when it wondered to Black*Star his heart pounded and his cock jumped in his to tight pants.
He groans as he scrubs, no dirt or dust mites coming off the dining room floor. Still he cleaned, arms aching and eyes wide in a panic. He wouldn't let his mind go to his blue-haired friend or how his lips would turn up in its cocky grin when he laughed or how his friend's laugh sent chills down Kid's spin to only rock his heart into a speed unholy. He whimpers, stopping his movements as his hands shake. He pushes his hair back, eyes wet.
"What is wrong with me?" He whispers, scrubbing at his eyes with the heels of his palms, rubbing harshly, pain rocking through his eyeballs and into his brain. He falls back onto the ground, heart aching. "Dear death, I am losing my mind."
Kid's arms fall beside him and stretches out, water and soap hitting his bare flesh and dampening his clothes. He sniffs, feeling pathetic and needy and confused. Two months should have solved his problem, two months, but instead of disappearing like he thought the feelings just grew and grew and he had no idea what they were. His heart ached when he wasn't near Black*Star, her cheeks flushed and the beating sped up when he was, Kid found himself sneaking glances at his friend without really knowing he was doing it and then he would look away, scolding and pissed and confused just like before. His view on Black*Star has changed to, from annoying friend but trust worthy to wonderfully exciting but beautiful.
Kid gasps at this, eyes wide as his mind wondered over the fact that he called Black*Star, Black*Star, beautiful. He bites his lip, heart speeding up as his mind rolled the word and his friend over and over again and finding that, yes, he truly thought that and he had no idea why he thought that. Kid groans and rolls over, face mashing into the cool and soapy linoleum.
"I've gone crazy."
"That's for damn sure, of course, as a God and a close friend I believe I should help you out of crazy town."
Kid's head shoots up and he flips, eyes wide and heart pounding as he comes face to face with his biggest nightmare but wonderful daydream. Black*Star hovers a little away from him, crouched and giving a half smile, looking as unnerved as Kid. He coughs and scratches his head before sitting down and crossing his legs and arms.
Kid scrambles to sit properly, eyes never leaving Black*Star's face as it turns a dangerous red. "Why—"
"Our friends are freaking out and to just bring to light, so am I, us, whatever," Black*Star rubs the back of his neck, face and neck a scarlet as well. "Listen, I know we agreed to not talk about it, but—"
"We need to talk about it."
His shoulders sag and he nods. "Yeah 'cause I can't be doing this anymore, a god like me shouldn't have to keep worrying those around him."
Kid watches him, eyebrows raised. "You're being very serious…"
Black*Star glares. "Something about fucking my best friend and then being really awkward around said friend does that to people." Kid blushes, mouth shut as his heart speeds right back up to an inhuman pace. Black*Star didn't notice, in his own world of heart beats and blushing. "We need to talk about it or I am seriously going to explode."
Kid looks down. "There isn't really anything to talk about, we got drunk, left together, got a motel room and fucked…"
Black*Star makes a noise in the back of his throat then leans forwards, face close to Kid's. Kid gasps and falls back against the floor, falling Black*Star's movements as he hovers over his body like so many weeks ago. This time Kid didn't push him away and Black*Star wasn't freaking out but instead frowned and looked confused. "Kid, we fucked, had sex, took your virginity, it's a huge deal."
Kid blushes, eyes hard. "Sh-Shut up!"
Black*Star sighs and pulls up, bring Kid with him. He steps away and stuffs his fists in his pocket. "We need to deal with this 'cause eventually this shit is going to tear the group apart or some shit."
Kid pulls away and hugs his arms to his body. He was scowling and not happy, heart was beating too fast and he was aware of Black*Star's scent. "So what do we do? Hug it out? Pretend it never happened?"
"I say we come clean with people."
"I say you're a fucking moron!"
"What else can we do? Avoid each other until we die!"
"We aren't avoiding each other right now!"
"Only because I had to chase you down!"
"I didn't ask you to!"
"Someone had to 'cause you sure as hell weren't letting anyone near your ass for the last two months!"
"Same as you! Acting differently and getting everyone worked up over nothing!
"This isn't nothing you moron!"
They glare at each other, fire in their bodies that haven't been there in almost two months. They growl, hands shaking, and then Kid deflates, falling onto the ground and putting his face in his hands. He groans, feeling more tired than ever. Black*Star watches then sits down as well, looking up at the ceiling.
The silence was killer and shadowing. The sound of the clocks ticking and wind blowing on the windows was loud as thunder. Both men felt as if the other could hear how loud their heart was beating. Kid looks at Black*Star and Black*Star at Kid and they laugh burst out aughing. Tears rolled down their cheeks and falling back onto the drying ground, heads close as they tried to talk but only managing more barks and tears.
When they calmed down they stayed where they were at, heads together and looking up at the ceiling. Kid's hand twitched where it sat next to Black*Star's, his body and heart wanting him to just reach out and see if Black*Star's hands were just as warm and rough has he pictured.
"It's been awhile since I laughed like that!" Black*Star laughs more, arms stretching behind him. "That felt gooooooood!"
Kid rolls his eyes. "You're a moron."
"Whatever," Black*Star yawns then jumps up, giving the first real grin in months. "Let's try and move on from this. I like you better when you're being all pissy about symmetry and trying to be right."
Kid blushes deeply, heart warm. "And I like you better being loud and obnoxious." Kid enjoyed the laugh he got from the blue-haired man and every laugh for the next year.
~One Year Later~
"Happy birthday to you, you crazy bitch!" Black*Star screamed, ducking as plates and forks are thrown at him.
Kid watches in amusement as his friends bickered and Patti happily ate cake and drank beer. He was nursing his own bottle, his first of that night and likely his last. He's been careful since that night over a year ago, limiting himself to two or three beers, enough to get him buzzed and loose but not enough so that he'll not remember the next day.
Kid laughed as Black*Star ran from Liz who was screeching something about broken nails and the promise of death. As the God ran be he turned and winked at Kid, giving him a killer grin that always had Kid's heart pounding and cheeks flushed. Kid flips him off and loved how his laugh vibrated thought his body, causing him to warm faster than any beer could have done.
A year has passed and it was awkward at first after they had the talk. It was opening up and become like they were before that was difficult. They talked more even as they blushed and there was less spacing out and more real smiles and chuckles. Then it turned into full blown laughs and messing around like normal. Their friends noticed the change and it made them happy to see their buddies coming back from whatever dark place had taken them. Everything was coming back to normal but under all that normal was something new, something fresh, something exhilarating.
Kid noticed it first because it hit him the hardest. The gang was playing basketball one day, the laughing sun bright in the sky as the guys passed the ball back and forth on the court. Everyone was a hot, sweaty mess, t-shirts clinging to flesh or being taken off and thrown away to show of rocking bodies. This was the first clue to Kid's understanding, when Black*Star removed his shirt for the millionth time in all the years they've known each other. It shouldn't have effected Kid, the way he flexed as he took off the tank, stomach muscles rippling to show off his six pack and arm muscles flexing. Sweat dripped down his chest, nipple hard, and he had gulped as his eyes had trailed down to Black*Star's shorts that were hanging low on his hips. It was…gorgeously hot and it had Kid coughing and looking away.
The next few times were simple things like how his laugh always made Kid laugh, how Kid always looked forwards to Black*Star's grin and even more so when he himself was the cause of his grin, how his eyes could go from completely teasing and bright and the next worried and gentle. Kid looked for Black*Star whenever he could, snagging a few moments at a store if they ran into each other, asking to play videogames with he and Soul when they got the chance to, coming up with silly ways to reach out and feel his skin. It was powerful, wonderful, scary to the very bone, and it always made his day.
Then there was the green giant that showed up and ruined his day. When he saw Black*Star with very attractive girls his heart ached and his stomach twisted into something that made him feel sick to the bone. When he saw the ninja move closer to them and whisper something in their ear to make them laugh he wanted to go over and punch her in the face. Then there were the times when Black*Star said something that hurt him and his heart broke just a little bit. He felt he would have to leave the room to go breath in fresh air. These moments killed him but at the same time he thirsted for them because they told him he was alive and madly, deeply, crazily in love with Black*Star.
Kid took a drink of his beer again, feeling the burn as the drink hit his throat and went down. Yeah, he was crazy to have fallen so hard for his friend. It would have been easier if it hadn't happened, it would have been painful if he hadn't fallen either. It was both a good and bad thing and, hell, it would have been possible if one of them were girls.
He shakes his head, mind flashing to that one day and for the hundredth time he wondered why that had occurred. Kid wasn't sure if Black*Star was gay or bi or straight. He seemed into only the female population, never giving any guy a second glance. Then there was that night when they had fucked and he was curious to know about that. If he willing fucked a guy under the influence then he had to be at least interested in the same sex, even if it is just out of curiosity.
"Hey Kiddo!" Kid looked over as Liz comes over with another beer, handing it over. He grinned and thanked her, placing the empty bottle on the table next to him. He drinks as Liz joins him against the wall. They watched their friends laughing and chatting, playing video games as the house boomed with music. It was crazy and fun and once again Kid found his eyes trailing to a certain blue-haired ninja howling across the room as he and a few guys were gaming. His heart sped up as he catches Black*Star's huge grin.
"You know, you should just fuck him."
Kid spit up his drink and coughed, bending a little as the alcohol scorched his throat and lungs. He takes in hollow breaths and looked at Liz, face a deep scarlet and golden orbs wide and panicked. "Wh-What?"
"Black*Star, you should fuck him." She raises her brow, a knowing look deep in her orbs.
Kid blushes more deeply and straightens, fixing his already perfect shirt. "I don't—"
"Yes you do, I can see it. You want to screw him, Patti sees it, Maka and Soul finally has seen it, Tsubaki had suspected it from the very beginning." She takes a sip. "Get the crazy monkey alone and force him into a bedroom and fuck his brains out."
Kid's blush was still there even as his eyes sadden. "I'm not just going to fuck him Liz, I have more respect for our friendship than that."
Liz rolls her eyes then hums, an idea forming. She slips away from Kid and saunters over to her sister then Tsubaki then Soul and Maka. A few minutes later the music cuts and lights turn off, many people groaning and Black*Star yelling about who turned off his godly tune. Kid frowns from his corner, the blackness making it hard for him to see. He stiffens when a hand cover his mouth and he's dragged out of the room and into another. A moment later he's smashed into the far wall as another person is thrown inside. He curses and sputters, picking himself back up as he hears groaning as well.
"The fucking hell!" Kid looks over and blushes at the voice, Black*Star's grumbles ringing in his ears. "Sorry whoever the fuck—"
"Hey Black*Star…" Kid mumbles, blushing more furiously as He feels Black*Star comes closer and grabs his face, feeling and pulling. Kid makes noises and swats, pulling away and rubbing his stinging cheeks. He scowls as the welts aren't the same. "Asshole…"
Black*Star laughs. "You needed help becoming normal! Ha!" He looks around as the dark closet comes into view and Black*Star gets up, going to the door. He wiggles the handle and scowls. "Assholes locked us in here, hold o—"He lifts his leg up to break it down and Kid grabs his arm, screeching about not doing it and to stop breaking something in his house every time he comes over.
Kid let's go and sits down, banging his head against the closet as the smell of his crush assaults his senses. Kid didn't notice when Black*star sat next to him until he felt warmth at his side, pressure on his shoulder, and he looks over finding Black*Star looking up at the ceiling, face calm and eyes thoughtful.
Kid looks away and blushes more, body ablaze. They sit in silence, hearing the music being turned on from the dinning and sitting room. It was muffled and Kid sighs, deciding they'll be here awhile. The silence was both a comfort and suffocating for him. He and Black*Star hadn't had time alone in months and the boy closes his eyes, relaxing and leaning a little more against his friend's shoulder.
"Do you…ever think about then?"
Kid didn't need to ask what he meant and his heart pounded as he answered. "Yes."
"I do, constantly, really stupid actually. I'm supposed to be doing work and I get a flash of you across my mind and you're naked and I'm kissing you and marking you with bruises." Kid's breath catches as he listens, not daring to speak or breathe. "It was annoying at first, I was trying to forget that night and get on with my life, but it wouldn't go away, wouldn't leave, and it's stayed vividly."
Kid looks at him, eyes wide and curious. "Why are you telling me this?"
His friend grins sheepishly, eyes closed. "I'm not as stupid as people think I am. Did you not think I didn't notice the little looks or touches you were giving me you dumb ass?" Kid blushes deeply, opening his mouth to speak. Black*Star beats him. "Of course you did, but I noticed Kid and you know what?" Kid didn't answer and Black*Star turned to him, giving a small cocky grin. "You should seriously grow some balls like your god's and kiss me already."
Kid gapped at him, eyes wide. He felt like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing, words forming but not coming out, only a little whimper of sorts. He blushes more when Black*Star laughs and grabs him by the neck and pulls him against his body, lips finding his instantly, causing Kid to gasp and clench at his shirt and arm.
The kiss was sloppy, lips meshing together and teeth clanking, but dear death did it send Kid into over drive. He whimpered and kissed back, molding against Black*Star's and drinking him in, nose taking in his smell and hands feeling his chest and his arm, fingers trailing over the hair. He groans as his lip is bitten and pulled back before the kiss is deepened and tongues touch and crease. He groans, cock jumping in his pants and he feels and hears Black*Star chuckle before the kiss breaks.
Kid pants, cheeks flushed and eyes blurry. He blinks, trying to think, remember, something, hell, talk but dear death he couldn't. Black*Star grinned at him, cheeks also a soft pink as his eyes trailed from Kid's golden orbs to his lips, red and slightly swollen.
"We could have done that a long ass time ago Kid if you'd have grown a pair." Kid glares, hand coming up and hitting his shoulder, causing the ninja to laugh. Black*Star gives him a teasing grin and a quick peck before getting up and dragging the man up. Before Kid could protest Black*Star pulls his leg back and hits the door hard, sending it flying to the other wall and causing pictures and vases to fall and shatter. Kid sputters, kissing and Black*Star forgotten as he whines and starts to pick up the mess, panicking at how he's going to have to fix everything and it was going to take months and –
Kid gasps as he's pulled away and thrown over a shoulder. He glares and hits Black*Star's back. "Put me down you fool! I have to—"
"Nothing, shut up Kid." Kid complains, cheeks flushed as he's rushed out of the up the stairs and into his own room. He's thrown inside and he stumbles, hearing the door click and then the lock sounding. Kid turns.
"Black*Star, what the-mmph!" He doesn't get to finish, warm lips attack his again and he groans, feeling his shirt being ripped open and hands touch his chest, traveling down and griping his sides as he's pulled against Black*Star's chest.
The kiss heats up quickly, deepening and tongues pressing together, moaning and groaning. Kid's arms find their way up and hands tangle the messy blue strands, pulling, causing the ninja to gasp and growl. Black*Star pushes back until he spies the bed and knocks Kid back, reaching and pulling his shirt over his head. Kid watches, chest heaving, eyes racking the man's body, for once being free to do so because he's allowed to.
Black*Star smirks, throwing the garment behind him and crawls up the bed and Kid's body, tongue and teeth trailing lazily along his belly and up his chest, tongue darting out to lick at his nipples causing Kid to gasp and arch his back. The ninja's eyes dart up, a darker blue than normal as he looks at Kid's blushing face, enjoying the view. He sucks roughly over his heart, causing a little mew from the man below him and he chuckles. "I am going to mark you so hard."
Kid blushes more, body shivering. "As-Asshole…"
"You love it," Kid opens his mouth to protest but instead gets a mouth full of lips and tongue, eyes squeezing shut as he moans.
Black*Star feels his chest, talented fingers twisting his right nipple causing more of a moan to escape as he travels more south, his own cock throbbing in need and desire. He remembers how it felt inside Kid the first time, that memory coming back a few months ago, and ever since then his desire to fuck the boy was over powering, that and claim him as his own. He didn't like all the looks Kid had been receiving from the other females in the club and bars they went to, it made his limbs tense and ready to spring to swing a punch, ready to pick him up and take off to the nearest motel and do exactly what had happened over a year ago but this time both of them aware and needing this.
'Better now than never again,' Black*Star thinks as his tongue dips into Kid's bellybutton and lower, callused palms rolling the man's shirt down his shoulders, feeling the small but muscled limbs under his touch. He throws the item behind him, tongue darting out and under the black pants, enjoying the soft whine that he was given.
Kid doesn't remember anything about the sexual act itself but if it was anywhere near as awe power as this, dear death he was a moron for waiting. It was so small, nothing truly sexual, tweak of a nipple, tongue and teeth and lips creasing his pale flesh, but it was wonderful and his throbbing member pulsed with need. He needed release, he needed it now.
"Bla-Black*Star…stop teasing m—ehhh! Ah!" Kid throws his head back as Black*Star's hand grab his member through his pants and slowly starts rubbing. The friction and roughness of it was amazing and left Kid needing more. He felt more tugs and kisses, skin being pulled and sucked all over his body making him shiver and groan and body pulse. He pants, looking down and watching as Black*Star gave him a grin, teeth pulling down his zipper and mouth making quick work of his pants button, and Kid felt some pressure being released.
Black*Star chuckled as his hands went under Kid's ass and into his pants, slowly pulling down the offensive garment. More and more skin revealed, tented skull boxers giving a teasing view of what was hidden under the thin fabric, and he kissed, kissed his covered cock, kissed his thighs, kissed his knees and feet before getting rid of the black pants. His eyes darkened, heart picking up as he looks at his friend's, his lover's, body, spotted with slowly appearing bruises and panting and red cheeked. His eyes found golden orbs, dark and needy, wanting him, needing him, and Black*Star was happy to give it to him.
Kid watched him and then he wasn't, body being flipped over and making him lay on his forearms and knees. He gasps, trying to grasp what was going on before he felt heated hands going into his boxers just as an equally heated body presses against his bare back. He squirms, feeling teeth scrap and then nails scraping along his member, causing the hard limb to twitch. He groaned and pressed his face into his arms, being slowly pumped from behind, feeling Black*Star slowly grind into his ass, Kid pressing back to help and also to feel the girth he so desperately needing.
Black*Star's breath hitched as Kid pressed, moving with his thrusts and pumps of his hand. He pants, brows scrunched as they worked, feeling pressure building in his pants and a need for a release. He could wait though, he was having too much fun with Kid at the moment to stop his hand movement and to stop the little mews and groans coming from his mouth.
Kid's handled himself before but never like this. It was powerful, it was needy, and he knew he wasn't going to last long with Black*Star pumping his member just like this over and over again with skilled fingers. It was torturous god damn it!
"I'm…I'm gonna…oh god!" He pants and his heart sinks a he feels the ninja chuckle and pull his hand away. He whines then gasps as he's flipped onto his back and his boxers are pulled down his legs, pale cock up and ready, precum dripping and needy. He blushes deeply, watching Black*Star stare at it with hunger before his eyes met teal and a smirk decorates Black*Star's face. "What are you—fuck!"
Black*star leans down and shuts up Kid by taking his head easily into his warm cavern. He hums, eyes sparkling at the cry and curse coming from the boy beneath him. His tongue swirled the head, lapping at the precum there, moaning at the taste. He slowly sinks down, taking more and more of Kid's girth into his mouth and slowly bobbing, humming more at his lover's voice and the feel of his knees pressing against his shoulder blades.
"B-Black*Star!" Kid thought he was close before but now it was suffocating. He arches, toes curling, as his cock throbbed and he felt his belly tighten. "Fuck, I'm gonna–"Black*Star takes him in deeply as he cums, Kid's cries music in his ears. He pulls back, swallowing, brow raised as Kid pants, hands hiding his face which the blue-haired man can see is a deep scarlet.
He crawls up Kids body, biting. "Don't hide from me." He pulls Kid's hands away and kisses him deeply, tongue pressing against his and sharing what he tasted.
Kid body heats at the taste, hands fisting in Star's hair, cock already half hard. His nails scrap causing Black*Star to shiver and let out his name. He grinned, eyes cloudy, kissing and kissing, heart pounding as he moves with Star as he takes off his pants and boxers. Kid wraps his legs around his waist, pulling and groaning, feeling the hard rock of the ninja's member against his own. They move, Black*Star's own precum sliding down from his tip and rubbing between the two and slowly coating.
The men pant, hearts pounding, and Black*Star wets his fingers, saliva decorating the digits. He brings them back and to Kid's hole, slowly circling before slipping inside and causing the man to arch. He curls and grins, feeling Kid's cock jump against his and little mews to escape. He fingers slowly, stretching and scissoring, adding more digits until Kid's a blabbering mess of need.
"I'd ask you to…beg, but I've waited a long time…" Black*Star whispers, lifting his legs up and onto his shoulder. He wets his hand again, coating his cum covered cock with his spit before bending and lining up. He looks at Kid and winks before just pushing in, causing the Shinigami to howl and arch. Black*Star groans, pushing all the way in and feeling his member being squeezed as Kid whimpers.
Kid never remembered the feel of Star inside him or how it felt to be fucked by the loud god, but he does remember the images and he imagined. As Black*Star sheathed himself every thought and imagination was just that, imaination, because nothing could have prepared him for the powerful feeling of being filled and rammed by a too big member. It was painful but dear death it felt heavenly.
Black*Star moved and Kid cried out, hands going back and griping the sheets as legs wrap around the ninja for a better hold. Star grins, eyes bright in the dark room, the moon's light bleeding onto the mattress and causing both men to look a shade darker. Black*Star thrusted and Kid watched his face, once again in awe at how beautiful he was before being sucked into a world of pounding and groaning and skin against skin. He was lost in the lust, the passion, the growing need in his belly as Black*Star made love to him, not just sex, not a fuck buddy, but love and his heart ached with the thought.
Black*star leans down and kisses him sloppily, feeling close. He knew he wasn't going to last long but not this quickly. Kid felt too good, he was too tight and too hot to have lasted long and he needed Kid to cum first. He bites Kid's lip, pulling the flesh back with his teeth.
"Pump your cock, now." He demands and Kid did as he was told, hand going between them and pumping his once again throbbing member. With each thrust in his ass and each flick of his wrist, he knew was going to cum quickly. Kid pants, pumping fast and meeting Star's thrusts as best he can before he cums, calling out and spilling his seed between them, the juices spreading between them as Black*Star thrusts once, twice, three time before sheathing fully and filling Kid with his own seed.
Kid whimpers, feeling the member pulse in him and warmth pooling deeper inside. He pants, falling back, twitching a little as he relaxes, body sweaty and hair a mess. Black*Star pulls out and rolls to the side, one hand on his belly the other grabbing Kid's hand, threading fingers and squeezing.
Kid looks over at him then turns on his side, back facing the ninja and he shivers, both from the experience and from the sudden chill washing over him. He's not alone but for a few seconds before warmth is on his back and arms wrap around his pale waist. He closes his eyes, biting his lip as soft kisses are placed along his shoulder and neck, causing another shiver to rock his body.
"I'm not letting you go," Black*Star whispers, eyes tired but bright in the darkness. He feels Kid nod and he bites his shoulder, getting a gasp. "Say it."
"You're not letting me go…" Kid mumbles, exhaustion taking over.
Black*Star grunts and pulls him closer. They laps into comfortable silence before Black*Star chuckles. Kid raises a brow and turns slightly. "What?"
"I'll make sure to make the hickies symmetrical rather than all over Mr. Priss." Kid scowls and flicks him, choosing to ignore that comment until tomorrow where he can spasm and worry about his new clothes and bruised covered body and messy hair and broken house and…nothing, he was going to just going to relax and fall asleep in Black*Star's arms and when he wakes up the next morning he was going to do what he hadn't done a year ago…
Turn around and fall in love all over again.