Chapter 1: A Lover's Kiss
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Pandora hearts!
Pairings: Seme (Break) & Uke (Gilbert), Seme (Gilbert) & Uke (Oz), and maybe a few other couples that may be originals of mine.
Rating: M
Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Teacher and student relationship and co-worker and co-worker relationship. Yaoi, which means boyXboy love. There is going to be SMUT…But not yet.
Summary:
Author: Ninjalovers
Author's Notes: I was inspired to make this story, after watching Pandora Hearts and then seeing my Dad sleeping on the couch. Oh I would also like to note that this is my very first story. So I would really love it if you could review and tell me how I did. This story is dedicated to my friend, Hannah. She's funny, and is totally awesome! If it wasn't for her encouraging me to write, then I might not have started this series. Don't forget to review!^^ and if anyone would want to become my Beta Reader that would be nice.
NEW Author's Notes: Well, if you read this story before you might see a few changes thanks to my new Beta reader(Persephone Crux)'s help.^^ So I do hope you'll like the editing of this story than the last one. Thanks for reading and remember to R&R!
~Gilbert's Dream~
"…" a distance voice was heard, but he couldn't make what it was and shrug it off, Oz called out to Gilbert as he poked his head in to see if he was there. When he spotted the raven-haired man with hazel eyes sitting at the desk indulged in his work like usual, no, engrossed might be a better word to use. Oz sighed, as he walked into the classroom and shut the door silently behind him.
He called out a bit louder than the first time. He stood in front of the desk. He quickly hopped up onto the desk, sitting right on top of Gilbert's paperwork.
Gilbert sighed as he took off his glasses and laid them next to Oz. He looked up at the young blonde haired man. "Would you mind getting off of my students book report?"
"Gilbert, I was talking to you." He said, pouting like a child with his arms crossed. "I mean, you ask me to come here after school and you didn't even hear me when I called out your name! Why am I even here anyway?"
Gilbert fidgeted with the pen in his hand, eyes averted from the man in front of him. Oz noticed this rather unusual display of hesitation and met it with a concerned frown.
"What is it?" he asked softly. Gilbert refused to meet his eyes for a few moments, adjusting himself in his seat nervously. His breaths seemed shaky and his manner hesitant.
"I love you, Oz." Gilbert confessed to him softly and a calm expression vividly appear on his face, as if saying he was both frightened and relieved in the same time. He gently took Oz's hand and kissed it.
"W-What?" Oz stammered, blushing brightly, not 100% sure if he heard correctly.
"I am deeply in love with you, Oz Vessalius." Gilbert said softly his lips curling into a sweet, dangerous smile.
Oz was a bit shocked at Gilbert's confession to him to say the least. He had always thought of Gilbert as more of a brother than anything else…sometimes, as an ordinary teacher who would bug him and tell him not to do things that Oz found amusing and fun. He had never given the slightest thought to 'Gilbert the lover', and HIS lover nonetheless!
Though in a way, what scared him more than being in a relationship with 'Gilbert the Teacher' was being in a relationship with 'Gilbert the Man'. Oz had never pictured himself with a man before.
He would sometimes daydream about Alice in ways that, if she should find out, he might be killed on the spot. His daydreams would be especially focused on her breasts. They would feel so warm and soft when he finally was able to touch them. That thought made him shudder even as he tried to focus on Gilbert.
Oz then looked down at Gilbert. But Gilbert was a man…He didn't have breast like her…Or at least, he shouldn't. Well, Oz was pretty sure that Gilbert didn't. Though, even without breasts, he had to admit that Gilbert was attractive and handsome…even a little bit sexy. Now that he could get a real good look at him in a close and potentially very deadly range, he could admit these things. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words were stuck painfully in his throat as the blush that appeared lightly on his cheeks started to darkened.
Gilbert took that as an invitation to steal a kiss. He gently wrapped his arm around Oz's waist and pulled Oz onto his lap. Gilbert leant down, tilting his head ever so slightly as he kissed the small blonde boy's lips sweetly. He could feel Oz melt into his arms as he deepened the kiss…
-Gilbert's POV-
Gilbert was sleeping soundly in his bed, dreaming away about how warm and soft Oz's lips would be against his. He loved this boy, whom he could only have in his dreams; lusted after him with a passion he felt timid to approach. There had always been a slight problem with a possible relationship between himself and Oz which was the age gap. Oz was 15 and he himself was 25, and ten years wasn't something to overlook. While in his dreams he brimmed with arousal and desire, he woke up feeling cold and empty – like his love was futile. His love was futile. But that had never stopped him from dreaming about the beautiful, blonde-haired and emerald eyed youth. However, because the said raven was so indulged in his dream of Oz, he was not aware of the soft closing of the cabinet doors. Nor did he hear the light footsteps walking into his room.
-Break's POV-
Break and Gilbert had been living together in the same apartment for years now. Break already knew everything there was to know about Gilbert and yet, it seemed, Gilbert barely knew a thing about Break. Well, about his past at any road. And he would very much like to keep it that way. He rather actually enjoyed his time that was filled with the adorable raven. Like when he started sleeping in the cabinet nude…
~2 years earlier~
Break was sleeping peacefully in the cabinet. It had been a bit hot the past few days, so he decided to sleep nude that day. He dreamt sweet dreams of Gilbert and him playing chess. Gilbert sleepily made his way out of his room, dragging his feet some as he stood in front of the cabinet. He grabbed the knob of the cabinet, opened it and reached in.
With his brain still half asleep, he grabbed Break's manhood firmly. Gilbert pulled on it roughly and then stopped. His looked wide-eyed into the cabinet and stared at Break's dick for a very long moment. His whole body seemed to freeze up.
Between the pain and pleasure of Gilbert practically pumping his dick in his hand, Break let out a blissful groan as he slowly woke up, looking groggily up at Gilbert.
"Gilbert," he said softly with one of his devilish smiles. "If I didn't know better, I would think you'd want to play with my dick. What, with the way you're staring at it and all." Gilbert let out a girlish scream and let go of Break's manhood. He scrambled to his feet as he ran back to his room as fast as he could. Suffice it to say he took a VERY long shower that morning. Meanwhile Break was laughing his ass off still sitting comfortably in the cabinet.
End Flashback
Break casually strolled over to Gilbert's bed and let out a faint sound that could have been a longing sigh. He stared happily down at the raven, before chuckling silently. How happy his little raven was tonight.
'Gilbert does look cute doesn't he?' he thought to himself idly. 'I wonder who he's dreaming about.' Break frowned at the thought of who it may be. 'It's probably that little punk, Oz. I mean, what does my stupid, precious raven see in him anyway? He's short, he's very childish and he's an airhead. He's 15 for crying out loud! Not to mention he's a complete jerk to Gilbert, even if Gilbert himself doesn't realize it.'
Break let out a frustrated sigh and continued to admire him. Gilbert slept serenely on his side. His cheeks were flushed, and his hair lay beautifully on his face. Break licked lips as he slowly climbed on top of Gilbert, being very careful not to wake him. He then proceeded to lean down and press his warm, slightly rough lips against Gilbert's, kissing him deeply. Those lips WERE just as kissable as he'd always imagined.