The Lion Sleeps Tonight
In the jungle,
The mighty jungle,
The lion sleeps tonight.
In the jungle,
The quiet jungle,
The lion sleeps tonight.
Yuki wandered sleepily down the hall, not really paying attention to where he was going. He stopped in front of a door and while he couldn't remember where it led, he knew this was his destination, so he turned the knob and stepped into the room.
The only light was the silvery moonlight trickling through the curtains in the window, falling delicately over a sleeping face; one that he recognized, though weather it was to his relief or dismay, he wasn't sure.
The rat shuffled across the room and knelt by the futon where the slumbering cat lie and smiled to himself. There was a beautiful face if he ever saw one; and tonight it's owner would be his.
Near the village,
The peaceful village,
The lion sleeps tonight.
Near the village,
The quiet village,
The lion sleeps tonight.
Resting a pale, slender hand on the other's cheek, Yuki bent down to press his lips into the cat's, causing him to stir. The rat pulled back and watched him as his eyes fluttered open, almost crimson in the waning light, and studied him for a moment.
"…Yuki," he said finally, his voice thick with sleep. "What the he-" But he was cut off as Yuki kissed him again, a little harder this time.
"Shh," Yuki whispered, "Just this once. Please."
Kyo had no time to argue, for with this statement Yuki climbed on top of him, straddling his waist with his knees and nipping softly at his lower lip. The cat gave a soft moan and opened his mouth to allow the rat's tongue to slip in and explore, but as the feeling of cold finger on his stomach cleared the cloudiness of sleep and arousal from his mind he pushed Yuki away and turned his head to avoid seeing the look in the rat's eyes that could have passed for hurt.
"No… This is wrong," he muttered.
"It is," Yuki agreed leaning down again to kiss the base of Kyo's jaw. "But who cares?"
Hush my darling,
Don't fear my darling,
The lion sleeps tonight.
Hush my darling,
Don't fear my darling,
The lion sleeps tonight.
Kyo tried to argue, but his words quickly became slurred and incoherent as Yuki's hand began feeling around again gingerly, almost curiously. A smile tugged at his lips as he found a spot just below the elastic of Kyo's boxers that caused him to suck in a breath in surprise and barely remember to let it out again.
"Gotcha," he said with a smirk, and Kyo narrowed his eyes furiously.
"F-fuck you," he growled.
"Working on it," Yuki replied, and using both hands, he slid off the cat's plain black boxer shorts holding that vermilion gaze all the while. "Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" he inquired softly, lowering himself gently on top of his most hated and loved enemy.
"No," Kyo answered truthfully, and Yuki kissed his neck.
"Well I'm telling you now." He flicked his tongue over the flesh, reveling in the tremor that ran through the cat at the touch. "You're absolutely gorgeous."