DISCLAIMER: I do not own nor wish to appear to be the owner of Weiss Kreuz/Knight Hunters or anything related thereof.
AN: Sorry I haven't written in a while guys! Lost motivation then when I did have it life got in the way sooo yeah, you get it. I hope this turns out well, it is another chaptered fic so don't fret it doesn't end like that!
You would assume that I had seen him in this state hundreds of times considering that we live together. Truth was, I had never seen him like this. The others, of course, Chibi in his pajama pants and tee shirt up late at night going over technical stuff for Kriticker, Ken in his boxers as he watched a movie at night. Aya, however, was always immaculate. He went into his room clean clothes lightly pressed and came out the next morning fresh and in that damned orange sweater. Even when we came back from missions and he was injured and bleeding he would go up to his room and tend to himself then come back down fully dressed like nothing had happened. So yeah, I've never seen him in his sleep clothes.
I had came down stairs to get a glass of water. It was the middle of the night and one of the few that I didn't go out. Aya looked up at me momentarily stunned. Like he thought once we went to bed we never got up again until morning. He looked...well...rough. His fiery hair was ruffled atop his head and his eyes were a bit half lidded and in the dim light of the kitchen they seemed darker. There was a feeling that rushed through me, a deep warmth and tingle at the edge of my senses and I just stood there and stared at Aya for some time. I knew this feeling and was somewhat surprised that he was able to conjure it.
He placed his tea back on to the table and with furrowed brows he spat out a rather harsh 'what?'. I found myself raising a brow at him slightly and without thought I leaned over the table and took his chin in my hand. I tilted my head and pulled in close to him, my lips very close to his, sharing the same air as him.
Aya's eyes grew wide and he asked with clear confusion, "What...?"
I smiled, "Shh..." I closed my eyes, "just enjoy it."
His lips were soft, warmer than his cold exterior would have you believe. I only meant to give him a light peck, but suddenly I was kissing him in earnest, pressing my tongue to his lips, forcing it inside his mouth. He didn't push me away, but he wasn't active in the kiss either. He allowed me to do what I will and I did. I used his mouth and tasted him, raking my tongue over his and sucking on his bottom lip. I think I might of even given him a little moan. I pulled away slowly and looked at him. He was emotionless, which was good, at least I hadn't made the swordsman angry.
I stood, licking my lips then went to get my water, to my surprise Aya leaned back and resumed sipping his tea. You would think the act would have angered me, but it merely amused me. I leaned on the counter as I drank my water. Aya didn't look back at me, but thankfully there was no weird or heavy tension in the air. I finished off my water and went to leave the kitchen. I paused and pushed my luck leaning down and whispering good night in his ear with a soft kiss to his cheek. I looked back at him as I left the room and he was pursing his lips with a raised brow.
So it went for weeks, when the others weren't looking or we were alone I would give Aya pecks on the cheek. Sometimes he would glare at me and push me away, other times he would be neutral and emotionless. But I couldn't help myself, seeing him that way...in the kitchen...turned on some sort of switch in me. It was like I couldn't get through the day without stealing one kiss from him. This is why I am pinned on my back now with Aya glaring down at me spitting fire.
"What is wrong with you?!" he hissed, his violet eyes sparking at me, "We are on a mission!"
I refused to answer until I was released. Aya got the hint and with a sexy growl he got off of me and allowed me to sit up. We were on a roof top, this mission was cake so Aya and I were the only ones that went. He was still glaring, sitting next to me cross legged. I ignored him until he turned his head and was looking back at the warehouse we were currently across from.
I thought this was over, but then I heard him whisper, "That night...why did you kiss me?"
I looked over at him, but he didn't look at me. I let out a chuckle, "Because I wanted to," he scowled and I smiled, "and because you were beautiful..." I saw him falter then. His eyes widening a bit. His lips parted to speak and I could feel my desire rise at that open mouth, but movement caught our eye in the warehouse. Suddenly it was go time and the issue was dropped. The mission always came first.
Like I said it was cake. Such a simple mission that it was almost insulting. Omi should have gone...okay...that was insulting. I was headed upstairs now, Aya's and my briefing of the events and outcome over with. I really wasn't tired, but it was a Tuesday so that meant there wasn't anything on TV that I watched. Besides it was rather late anyway. As I made my way down the hall the door to Aya's room opened and he stepped out slightly. I stopped and looked at him and he stared at me for a time. It was like he was debating something in his mind as his eyes narrowed slightly in thought.
Aya finally spoke, "Explain yourself."
"Fine..." I said it tucked into a sigh as I let myself into Aya's room. He seemed to pause a bit, like he was going to tell me to get out, but his curiosity over my meaning in the kiss seemed to stop him. He closed the door. I reached over and locked it.
Aya started, "Why did...are you kissing me?" he looked at me with narrowed eyes, he seemed to be fed up with me.
"I already told you," I was a bit upset that he brought this up now. Couldn't he wait until we were out of our mission gear?
Aya sneered and I raised my brow. He gritted his teeth a bit, "I know, you said I was beautiful...how could I be? I was in my night clothes...that doesn't make sense."
I smirked, "Oh yes it does. You are such a proper man. You are always so clean cut, clothes perfectly pressed and not a hair on your head disturbed. Always immaculate. That night though, you weren't. You were disheveled and messy. Absolutely off your guard and natural," I took a step closer to him, "Absolutely beautiful," I watched Aya narrow his eyes, but I continued. He wanted to know my reasoning after all, "So now, when I see you like this," I raked my eyes over his mission uniform, "it drives me insane...when I know you can look like that," I closed the last bit of space between us and boldly slid my arm around his waist. Aya's eyes widened some and his jaw was clenched tight. I leaned forward, whispered in his ear, "What would I have to do..." I pulled back to look at him knowing my lust was clearly visible, "to ruffle your feathers...to dirty you?" I touched his lips with the tip of my tongue and he jerked back like I was made of pure fire. His eyes were wide and he actually looked a bit confused. That's when it occurred to me, no one has ever tried to seduce him before.
This made me smile and I just stepped forward again and swept him back to me, pressing him close and I didn't hesitate to kiss him fully this time. I moaned against his mouth, but when I tried to part his lips with my tongue he pressed them firmly together. I pulled back and whispered against his lips, "These teasing kisses are not enough," I heard him gasp and imagined that he was surprised that I would want more, either that or that I chose him to get more from. Either way I took the opportunity to slip my tongue into his moist mouth. I tasted him, licking the inside of his cheek and running along the hard teeth and the roof of his mouth. He was hot and slightly sweet, but still unresponsive. I decided I would continue to kiss him until he reacted. I pressed my lips to his harder and when he tried to step back I gripped his chin and splayed my fingers across his back and followed him. He tried again and again I followed him. On his third try his legs hit the bed and we both tumbled onto it.
When we hit the kiss broke and he panted out, "Yohji..." I felt one of his hands grip the cloth of my mission uniform at the shoulder as his other hand pushed at me.
I ignored the protest and captured his mouth again declaring, "Let me," and I would kiss his lips and suck and nibble at them, "Let me...," I kissed him over and over, one hand in that bright crimson hair as the other worked the fastenings of his coat.
Aya turned his head, "Yohji..." God when he pants my name like that it makes my cock jump, "Yohji...stop..." he pushed harder and even through my fabric I could feel his nails dig in.
I didn't stop. I didn't want too, but that wasn't the only reason why. Everyone knows that Aya is one tough bastard. I might be taller, but if he really wanted me off he could have gotten me off. So somewhere, deep down...He wanted this.
I started to kiss down his neck, licking the pulsing vein underneath that pale skin and I couldn't help the moan I gave him. He grunted and pushed against me a bit harder, but still not up to the level of his true strength. He lifted a leg and tried to knee me in the groin.
I scowled then, tilting my head and bit his ear lobe rather roughly, "That's enough!" I growled out then sucked the flesh I had just harmed into my mouth to sooth it. Aya made a sound within his throat and I pulled away to look at him. His eyes were half lidded and his lips a bit swollen and moist, that amazing hair was ruffled, his ear tails splayed out against the bed. I smiled at him, "Do you believe me now…when I say you're beautiful?"
Aya just looked up at me panting softly, his mission coat halfway undone and his smooth flesh exposed. A subtle tease. My fingers seemed to move on their own, pushing the fabric away to reveal a pinked nipple. I licked my lips and slid my index finger over the bud, feeling it harden at my touch and to my surprise I heard Aya gasp. My eyes flicked up to look at his face. He had turned his head from me and a very very slight blush had tinged his nose. I stroked the nipple softly and watched as his eyes fluttered close and his breath quickened. I took it between my forefinger and thumb and squeezed it gently and was pleased to see his back arch delicately and the blush deepen. His other nipple had even hardened though I had yet to touch it.
"You are so sensitive Aya…" I whispered as my fingers continued to play with the nub.
"Stop this," Aya opened his eyes and tried to glare at me, but his body was betraying him and there was clear arousal set into those amethyst orbs.
I leaned forward, "But your body likes this," I pinched the pink bud as I ran my tongue along his bottom lip. His breath was coming out in heavy swaths and he was gripping the sheets with all his might, "How can I stop when I can see you clearly enjoy it…?" I slid my other hand up and stroked the untouched nipple with my fingers. Aya gasped then shut his eyes tightly as I pleasured both hardened peaks. I kissed the side of his mouth then whispered in his ear, "Would you like for me to place my lips on them?" I squeezed them both and he gasped again, "Suck them into my mouth…make them wet?" Aya moaned. It was a sound that fed my fire, just the uninhibited response I had been wanting to draw from him. A sound that sent the blood straight to my center.
I kissed his temple with a small smile then worked my lips down his body. I kissed each eyelid then his nose, a long lingering kiss to his lips before kissing his jaw. Down his neck, taking time to lick that vein again, then onward to his collar bone, dipping my tongue into the hollow. I kissed down his chest finally reaching my goal. I looked up at him and was surprised to see he had lifted his head and was looking back at me. He was biting his bottom lip, an absolutely cute expression. Who knew Aya could be cute? I stroked the nipples while looking at him and felt my arousal grow as I watched him fight for composure. His eyes fluttered and he bit his lip harder as his chest heaved. I lowered my head, eyeing him, and licked around a nipple in slow, languid circles. I was careful not to touch it and I mimicked the action with my finger around the other bud. Aya's eyes had gone wide and he had propped himself up onto his elbows, panting. I continued this erotic dance, his flesh was hot on my tongue, slightly salty from the running we did during the mission. His scent was incredibly masculine despite his slim frame as I pulled my mouth away. I licked my lips with a moan before I flicked my tongue out and swiped it along the tip of his nipple. Aya hissed and an eye fell closed. I smiled then started the circular motion around the nub again, closing my eyes.
I heard Aya whisper, his tone a bit shaky, "Don't tease…"
I opened my eyes slowly and looked at him; he was a mix of excitement, anticipation, and fear. I smiled softly, trying to show that I only meant to make him feel good. I lowered my head and licked his nipple once, twice, before wrapping my lips around it. I heard him gasp then when I sucked he cried out a bit and fell back to the bed. I closed my eyes and suckled him a bit rougher than I meant too, but I was so hot for him it was becoming hard to hold back. I pulled away some, the nipple still between my lips, it stretched as I rose and Aya graced me with another moan. It finally popped from my mouth and I moved over to the next one. This one I sucked more softly as my fingers twisted and pulled the other one, now moist.
Aya's back arched again and he moaned more for me, I smiled around the hard flesh in my mouth then bit it gently. He cried out and soon I felt his fingers in my hair, it was a small touch, but one that made my aching member twitch with need.
I pulled away and looked up at him, touching both nipples with my palms, rubbing the tips of them, "You are so responsive," I took them both between my fingers and pinched them gently and watched him arch once more, "Your nipples like to be played with…look at you…" I leaned forward and licked his lips, my eyes half lidded as I whispered against his lips, "so beautiful. I like you like this, flushed and panting in your arousal…" I kissed him deeply then and finally he opened his mouth to me, touched his tongue to mine. We both moaned in unison as my fingers continued to please him, I unconsciously rocked my hips, our excited groins touching and he broke the kiss with a gasp and a sharp turn of his head.
"Don't Aya…" I kissed his temple gently, "I like this…that you are hard for me…" I kissed his cheek and pressed my hips into him, "I bet you are beautiful there too," his head jerked around to look at me and again he was wide eyed and confused. I chuckled, "Is it really so difficult to believe that I am attracted to you?"
Aya pondered that, then, "I am just a toy for you. Another way to release your tension."
My eyebrow rose, "Maybe…but I am by no means closing the door to the possibility that there could be more…"
Aya frowned a bit, "Don't say things you don't mean."
"I mean them," I leaned forward and kissed his lips softly, "But now, you've killed the mood…" I sat up straddling him looking down, "Plus I am tired and sweaty from tonight's mission," I got up, ignoring the urge to pounce Aya and finish what I started. However, this way I could prove that I didn't need to 'release my tension' I could function just fine with a hard on. I felt like rolling my eyes, I could function, but damn why should I have too when I had such a beautiful body before me?! I already knew the answer, because, even if this did turn out to be just physical in the end, I wanted Aya to want it. I wanted Aya to come to me willingly.
"Fine, whatever," Aya turned his head away with, if I dare say, a pout, "Have a good night Yohji."
I smiled, "You too Beautiful."
AN: Thank you for reading and please be kind and leave a review!
