Hello! Back again with the next part. I hope it appeals to you perverted fangirls. You know who you are :3
Thanks so much for the lovely reviews and favourites. It really means a lot 3

Once again, Nezumi is played by myself, and Sion is played by Selene Soulwar

Enjoy!

Nezumi probably had a fever.
Or his phobia from the thunderstorm has placated him into this unnatural state.
Was it wrong of Sion to silently wish it rained in this manner more often?
Not so Nezumi would be forced to remember what made him hate the thunder with passion -
But so that he would allow Sion this close to him in all respects.
Unconsciously, he leaned into the other's touch, sighing happily as the young actor dragged his fingers through his hair, gently scraping against his scalp in a surprisingly soothing manner.
The dark-haired male's sigh, however, made him chuckle quietly, opening his eyes.
"What can I say? You're my inspiration." he whispered, playfully bumping their foreheads together. "I hold no responsibility for the end product."
It took him a little while to get ready for bed - Nezumi hadn't exactly helped, with his arms in comfortable places, and his unwillingness to move himself - but in the end, Sion had changed into dry clothes, and was hovering between the couch and the bed his companion was lying on.

Again with the strange things...why on earth would he want to be inspired by someone like him? He wasn't exactly the best role model. Was Sion too blind to see that? Was this to do with the whole Sion wanting to be his equal thing?
He really did come out with the most confusing things. Actually, confusing didn't cut it. Talking to this guy was just one mindfuck after another...maybe this was why he was so grouchy lately.
Without being asked, Nezumi shifted over in the bed, leaving some room for the other male. 'Turn the lamp off, would you,' he requested, pushing one of the pillows to the other side of the bed, for Sion.
Mmm...more closeness was going to come...good. Plus, the dark haired boy needed an excuse to warm himself up.

Well.
At least that solved the question.
Blowing the flame out carefully, Sion set the lamp high up on the shelf before climbing into the bed carefully, wriggling happily once the covers covered him as well.
"Mmmm. Nice." he murmured absent-mindedly, curling into the bedding with relish. "Was getting cold."
He glanced over to where Nezumi lay, but he couldn't make out anything apart from his blurry outlines. His eyes were still not used to the dark.

Almost as soon as Sion was under the covers, Nezumi shifted along, closing the space between the two of them, tentatively wrapping one arm around the other.
Mm...he was really warm. The dogs in Dogkeeper's hotel definitely couldn't amount to this.
'If I wake up with a cold in the morning it's your fault,' Nezumi mumbled against the albino's shoulder. 'For making me go out in the rain.'
It really was a pretty dumb thing to do...but still, if he hadn't gone out after him, who knows what could've happened. The mere thought of Sion getting lost out there made his chest clench.
He noticed something pounding under his arm, blinking a couple of times before moving his hand over the white haired boy's chest, identifying the source. '...Your heart's beating pretty fast.'
Just like mine...

At first, Sion stayed perfectly motionless as his body was pressed against the other's. But then Nezumi grumbled (voice very close to his ear) and he relaxed against him, thankful for the comforting warmth he radiated.
It would have been a waste of time to point out that Nezumi didn't exactly /have/ to come out after him, so Sion didn't bother.
"Don't worry. I'll make sure to tell you you're still beautiful. Even with a runny nose and puffy face." he chuckled quietly, gently nuzzling the crook of the other's neck - suddenly quite glad they were covered by the darkness. It somewhat helped disguise the flush that was no doubt decorating his cheeks at that observation.
In response, he shifted so he could press his cheek against the other's chest, eyes fluttering shut as Nezumi's heartbeat thundered in his ear, pace mirroring his own.

Woah, woah...he was suddenly getting affectionate.
Ah, could he really be surprised? And plus, this wasn't the first time they'd got intimate like this...and it was most likely not the last either. Nezumi just couldn't quite get his head around his constant urge to get close to this guy. The key word here being guy...
That comment made him blink, glancing down at Sion as he pressed his head against his chest.
...cute.
Though he didn't voice it.
That would completely contradict what he was about to say.
'...You have a habit of doing that, don't you? Using words and phrases that people usually save for their lovers,' he said quietly, absently beginning to stroke the other's hair. 'It's rather confusing.'

And the fingers were back. This was certainly helping him relax.
Although it was a little tempting to try and catch Nezumi's eye after that.
"I only say what's on my mind." Sion replied in an even voice, briefly closing his eyes as the young actor brushed his bangs aside. "I simply say what I think and how I feel. That's all there is to it."
It was Nezumi who complicated things for himself, trying to place the words into their 'typical' context.
"Besides." he murmured after a pause, a tone of slight sleepiness entering his voice. "I could say that your actions towards me are ones people usually save for their lovers."
Sharing a bed with me, even though you don't have to.
Holding me close.
Stroking my hair.
Making what was meant to be a quick, spontaneous kiss into something much more memorable.
Heh, don't I know it...Your brain-mouth filter is obviously broken...no, scratch that, you don't actually have one of those do you, Sion?

So what you're saying...is you do feel drawn to me...that you couldn't bear to lose me...and you actually mean that...why do I have so much trouble believing that? Maybe it's because you lied to me once before, supposedly kissing me goodnight when you were actually kissing me farewell...maybe because it hurt more than you'd intended...maybe because you don't realise how much of an impact you've had on me.
Ugh, his hair was so soft.

Nezumi couldn't help but hold in a light chuckle at the final comment, tilting his head to rest his nose in the white locks. '...Does that bother you, Sion?' That maybe I want to treat you like a precious treasure...maybe I want to keep you close to me like this...maybe I'm enjoying how intimate we've been getting...
That little event wasn't just a thorn in the darker-haired boy's side...Sion found himself thinking about it more often then he wished.
Does he regret lying to the other?
Most definitely.
But he's only human too. And that day, the revelation of Safu's whereabouts - the revelation of her being in danger like that - coupled together with how Nezumi had been keeping his distance and withholding information - accumulated into such a horrible emotional turmoil that...that...
In his desperation, he firmly believed this was the right thing to do. And that it would be better, for the both of them.
"Does it look like it bothers me to you?" the albino chuckled lightly, eyes fluttering shut once more as he leaned closer into the contact - completely open and vulnerable.

Heh...lying...lying to the world was easy, but to Sion...it was a completely different story. It hurt too lie to him...it hurt to withhold information from him...even when he knew that digesting that truth would be difficult for him. Sion had been wrapped in cotton wool from spending his life in that city...Nezumi occasionally wondered whether removing that cotton wool and letting him open his eyes to the real things in life would leave some sort of mental impact on him...
No...Sion wasn't weak...he'd managed to make it through these past few months fairly well, even with No.6, his mother and that Safu girl still on his mind.
...Safu...do you know a different Sion to me? Do you know who he is? Coz I sure as hell don't...He's a stranger...I don't know anything about him...yet...he's here, snuggling up to my chest, listening to my heartbeat, making sure that I'm still breathing...that I'm still alive.

Nezumi found his arms tightening around the albino as he pulled him closer, his own eyes closing. 'I know someone it would bother,' he murmured quietly, feeling the other's skin through his shirt with his fingertips, eventually finding the raised flesh of that beautiful scar and beginning to trace it up and down. 'Does that bother you?'
Does it bother you that your best friend asked to sleep with you...you rejected her, promising to try again in two years, and then you're doing this sort of thing with me? Don't you feel bad for her? You're always worrying about others, so I wonder.

Someone whom it would...
"Do you mean Safu?" he replied after a while, awaiting the confirmation from the other before nibbling his on his lower lip in thought. "Well...I do think Safu would be happy to know I'm alive and well instead of shipped off to the correctional facility as an inconsistent." he replied with a wry smile.
Safu was a logical girl. Hopefully she would put things in perspective.
However, Nezumi's question still hung in the air.

"...I do feel bothered by the fact I cannot grant her wish." Sion murmured, voice barely above a whisper. It was probably a good thing Nezumi was so close and could pick out his words without much difficulty. "She's very precious to me. I've known her for most of my life, and it bothers me if my actions hurt of disappoint her. However...I know the source of emotions cannot be followed by rational, logical reasoning. It's arrogant to believe that science can explain everything about human nature." He closed his eyes, attention fixed on the pulse of his companion's heartbeat and the movements of his hand for a few minutes before he continued. "I do feel regret in that sense, yes. But I cannot change how I feel, and I don't wish to distort them to temporarily appease her. That would mean lying. And ultimately causing even more disappointment."

Nezumi's grey eyes creaked open, staring absently at the front door as he listened to Sion speak, breathing in the scent from his hair, his fingers slowly slipping under the other's shirt as he continued to touch the scar.
Of course you feel bad...you always worry about everyone but yourself...you're so selfless, Sion...it's scary that you're able to bring selflessness out in me too...
Still...at least he was aware that there was something he couldn't do for another...and it actually hurt him...most likely because one is helpless to control their feelings.

Urgh, this was getting too deep...and why did he get the feeling that he would be so, so fucking jealous if Sion actually had agreed to have sex with Safu?
Nezumi was far too selfish for his own good. He wanted Sion all for himself. He didn't want to share him. Yet...if he wanted to rescue her from the correctional facility...he knew he'd do everything he could to help him.
The taller male nodded slowly, humming quietly against the other's scalp. '...Well...we'll see if she has better pick-up lines in two years, huh?'

And then, true to himself, he just had to go ruin it by saying something like /that/.
"Nezumi!" Sion groaned, lightly thumping the others chest. "Why would you - oh, God."
Why did he insist on saying things like this so casually? Then again, upon minutes of being reunited, he had remarked Sion was so skinny he was probably embarrassed to take his clothes off in front of a lover.
Then refused to confirm whether he had actually seen the other naked or not, or was just pulling his leg.
Goddamit.

He had been so lost in thought that he hadn't noticed the dark-haired male's hand slipping under his shirt earlier. However, just then, Nezumi's finger dipped along his shoulder and down his back, alerting him of his close proximity.
Breath hitching, the albino went motionless once more as warm, calloused skin slid over his scars, curling a little further into the other as Nezumi brushed over patches of skin that was still healing.
And there went his heart again.

Well that was one way to end a deep conversation.
Nezumi couldn't help but let out a light chuckle at the other's reaction before noticing how tense his body just got.
...was this the wrong thing to do? Was Sion not comfortable with him doing this?
Though the other curling into him was pretty much the reaction he'd been looking for. He shifted slightly, propping himself up on his elbow, free hand moving to push Sion on his back. The taller male dipped his head slightly, blueish-grey strands brushing against the other's skin. '...Sion, I just wanna try something,' he murmured, stormy eyes overcome with some unknown emotion and urges.
Was it curiosity? Did he want to see how far he could carry this boy away before he was stopped?
Swallowing those questions down, Nezumi swiftly captured the smaller male's mouth, his free hand wasting no time in unbuttoning his shirt.

Okay...so this conversation was shifting away from its original topic quite fast.
...what prompted this conversation in the first place again?
Right, they went from Nezumi's fear of thunder to Sion's habits...to Safu and her strange ways of courting -
And now Sion found himself on his back, with Nezumi hovering over him, grey eyes intense and full of something he couldn't quite name -
Crimson eyes widening in surprise, Sion's words were immediately silenced by his companion's lips - and how different were these kisses to his own.
Confident, full of skill, perhaps a little arrogant too - but at the same time, tender.

Just like Nezumi.

Letting out a soft noise that could have been either one of protest or approval - honestly, at this point, he didn't know - the albino returned the kiss, raising a hand to mirror the young actor's actions from earlier and entangling his fingers in his hair, shivering as the cold night air hit his skin.
If only Nezumi would allow him to take a breath, or give his lips back. Then he could ask as for him to elaborate a little on just what he wanted to try.
...or maybe, for the time being, he just wait and see.

It had been a while since got this intimate with someone. To think that he was doing this to a guy astounded him...
No...actually...it didn't. This felt okay. It felt right. Was it because it was Sion? Was it because he was taking extra care with what he was doing, taking note of all of his reactions, checking if he was comfortable?
At least he seemed keen, those fingers in his hair extremely appreciated. Oh, and that noise he made just...
Nezumi pushed open the other's shirt, digging his fingers into the pale flesh, not hard enough to bruise, but hard enough to show he was holding back.
He wanted to devour Sion, pull him close and never let go. He wanted him all to himself.
After a few more moments of caressing his chest, Nezumi pulled back, about an inch separating their mouths. 'You alright?'

Nezumi wasn't particularly known to being gentle with him - when he was angry, he shouted, when prompted, he slammed the smaller male against various hard surfaces, usually whilst gripping his neck (only to knock some sense into him, he claimed afterwards.)
Yet, his touches, although rough and reminding him just what he was capable of, were careful and left him shivering, igniting a strange, foreign feeling in their wake.
It was both nerve-wrecking and incredibly soothing.
"Y-yeah...I think so..." Sion replied after a few seconds of swallowing deep mouthfuls of precious oxygen, trying to get his heart to settle down. His hands slid lower to gently caress his companion's face, his thumb brushing along Nezumi's lower lip - a little swollen, he noted, from all their previous kisses.
"So...what did you want to try?"

The way his body was shivering and his chest was heaving...was...simply divine.
He'd have to be careful...if he got too into this, he'd most likely do something that Sion didn't like...even though he sounded like he was enjoying this.
Nezumi ran his hands over the other's chest, taking in as many details as he could in the darkness.
So skinny...so fragile...the aspiring actor wanted nothing more than to mark Sion's pale skin, leaving bruises and bite marks everywhere he could.
He needed to mark him as his possession...he needed to...And Nezumi was just about to start doing that when that question was asked.
And he dead panned.
Could...Sion not tell or was he just playing dumb?
Deciding it was the latter, the darker haired male flashed his companion a smirk. 'Isn't it obvious, your majesty?' he purred, before dipping his head back down, beginning to lick and suck at Sion's collarbone. 'I'm trying to seduce you.'

"Don't call me th-thaaat..."
...oh.
...so is this how it worked? So unexpectedly and overwhelmingly?
Well, whatever the case was, this particular stimulus proved to be much more successful in arousing (ha!) his attention then Safu's impromptu demand for his sperm.
"O...oh." he managed to gasp out before Nezumi's mouth fastened onto his collarbone, and his body convulsed, his actions sending tinges of unfamiliar pain and pleasure down his spine in quick succession.
That...was going to leave a mark.
Somehow, Sion couldn't bring himself to care.
Head rolling to the side, he wrapped an arm around the other's neck loosely, continuing to thread his fingers through greyish-blue locks, nails scraping gently against the contours of Nezumi's ear and neck.
"L-looks more like you're sampling me to see whether I'm edible or not."

Yes...just like that...just lie here and let me handle this.
Oh God, his neck was on show now. Nezumi quickly shifted up, his lips latching onto Sion's neck, just underneath that beautiful red scar before he began to suck and chew at the exposed flesh.
Honestly, was Sion aware of how arousing he looked, his body moving in such a sinful way.
It'd probably be moving a lot nicer if the taller boy was between his thighs, pounding into him whilst shoving him against the wall...
And with that train of thought, Nezumi was brought to an abrupt stop, all thoughts of being inside Sion flowing straight to his groin.
Fuck.
Letting out an uneasy laugh, he pulled back, tugging some of the blankets with him to cover his midsection. 'Haha, damn you saw right through my plan! I can safely say that you're not edible!'
But your cock would probably taste so...Ugh, no no no! Enough of these stupid thoughts!
He couldn't do that to Sion...or...no, what he was doing was wrong! It felt so good, but it was wrong! They'd only just been talking about Safu and how upset Sion was that he couldn't fulfil her wish...her wish to do this with him...Shit...

And then suddenly, he was clutching at the empty air, breath coming out in short gasps, heated skin assaulted viciously by the cold air as his source of warmth (and strangely wonderful new experiences) rolled away, taking the blanket with him.
...he was pretty sure this was not part of the process of seducing someone. Even if the executor was as eccentric as Nezumi was.
Blinking, Sion slowly moved to sit up, wrapping his arms around his upper torso as he moved beside the pile the young actor had proceeded to wrap himself up in, taking a good look at him.
Alright, let's see.
Widened pupils.
Sheen of sweat covering his forehead and other patches of exposed skin.
Breathing and pulse rate picked up.
/Ah/.
"Nezumi." he broke the silence, voice doing nothing to indicate this situation was anything out of the ordinary. "Are you aroused?"

This was so embarrassing...he hadn't been expecting to get /this/ carried away. Honestly, all he'd wanted to do was touch him up a little and see if he would seek out more when Nezumi decided to pull away.
That said...here he came...getting far too close.
The darker haired male tensed up a little, shifting away from the other male, trying not to make eye contact with him.
Alright...all he needed to do was slowly get up, take the blanket with him and go sort himself out in the bathroom. No big deal, teenag-
Nezumi turned to look at Sion, his jaw slack. What...what the hell? Did he not realise the gravity of the situation? He was just talking like it was nothing! What the actual fuck?

He continued to stare at the other for a few moments before glancing away again and giving a slow nod. '...I'm surprised you're not.' Honestly, where had he learnt to move like that? Ugh, just remembering it made his pants tighten even more.
...what was with that look? He knew how the male body worked, and the other made no effort to hide the symptoms.
"Well, you did kind of pull away a little fast." Sion shrugged as he gave the matter some thought. "Didn't really give my body much of a chance to react properly, I suppose. Also, there was a lack of visual stimulus for me, which I'm told is important."
Seriously, how unfair was it that he was the only one who got disrobed? Nezumi was still fully dressed.
"Also, it seemed like you were a step ahead of me in some way." the albino added as an afterthought, settling down next to the young actor and pressing against his side, eager to soak up some of his warmth. He was getting cold without the covers.
...Nezumi seemed really uncomfortable...
This condition really was taking its toll on him, it seemed.
"...would you like me to help you with it?"

Didn't give him a chance to react?
'I was touching your chest and sucking sensitive spots! How was that not giving your body a chance to react?' the taller male snapped before groaning and hesitantly making a move to get up.
...or...maybe he didn't have to.
Wait...was Sion...did he just...
Nezumi blinked at him slowly before scratching the back of his neck uneasily. 'W-well...if you wanted to...I mean...' Urgh, come on, suck it up. '...Do you know what to do? Coz I'd rather I sort myself out if you're not comfortable with it.'
That said...Sion had just offered. The thought made his lower regions stir with interest...oh God, why? Why did he have to be so fucking tempting? Especially in a situation like this!

"...I don't know." Sion answered truthfully, a little taken aback by that outburst. "Isn't it different for other people...? This really isn't my area of expertise."
...should he apologise for not sporting an erection right now...?
Seemed a little bit of an odd thing to do.
He abandoned that concept when the young actor gave his quiet approval, pressing closer to Nezumi instead, pulling back the covers and resting one hand on his abdomen.
"I do know what to do." he reassured him, tugging lightly at the waist of the other's tracksuit, not wanting to get it dirty in the process.
Theoretically, anyways. But hey, the stitches worked.
"Besides." he paused to give the other a small smile. "If I'm doing something wrong, you can guide me through it, no?"

Yeah, of course it was different for other people, but URGH! Maybe it was because he didn't realise what Nezumi was trying to do whilst he was doing it...
And how could he just talk like that?
The taller male swallowed hard before, shifting slightly to better accommodate the albino, hesitating for a moment before raising his hips and sliding his tracksuit bottoms down past his thighs.
Why the fuck was he so nervous? Was it because he'd had the control promptly snatched away from him? Nezumi wondered to himself whether this whole innocent little virgin thing he had going on was completely fake and he had been waiting for the right moment to reveal his true nature.
No, probably not...still, he returned the small smile, before leaning over to press a light kiss against Sion's cheek. 'It's pretty simple, I'm sure you'll pick it up quickly.'
Seeing as you're /so/ good at picking up things you supposedly have no idea about. Be it dancing, kissing, acting or otherwise.
The darker haired male reached down and placed his own hand over Sion's before slowly guiding it downwards, past his waistband. 'Just wrap your hand around it and stroke...use both if you need to,' he instructed, any uncertainty he was feeling hidden away.

If Nezumi would have decided to voice his hypothesis aloud right then, and accuse Sion of being a sexual deviant in disguise, the albino would have probably displayed all the evidence the other would have needed to confirm his innocence.
And probably given Sion a heart attack along the way.
But instead, the dark-haired male gave him some advice, and the smaller male's coronary was kept from any immediate harm.
Curiously, he ran a finger along the other's length before doing as instructed, wrapping his hand around the base and giving his cock an experimental stroke.
The effect seemed to be immediate - in the form of flexing muscles in the body pressed against him, and a barely choked cry that made his stomach clench.
Resting his head on Nezumi's shoulder, Sion pressed an open-mouthed kiss against the pulsing vein of his jugular, his hand settling into a somewhat regular rhythm, guided by the hitches in the other's breath and the soft noises that escaped him.

Yeah...that whole thing about Sion obviously being a sexual deviant in disguise.
Nezumi was positive it was the case. No first timer could just stroke his cock like that and leave him gasping for breath from the first little bit of contact.
And fuck, he was kissing his neck now, too?
It took every ounce of control he had to not just pin Sion back down on the bed and have his way with him.
Come now...you don't want to give him a reason to hate you, right? Just...go at his pace...which apparently involves giving him a voluntary handjob and – oh.
'M-mnngh...Sion...r-rub your thumb on the tip,' he managed to gasp out, his hips slowly beginning to rock against the other's hand. One hand snaked up to snag in the white hair, nails dragging over the albino's scalp as Nezumi pulled him in for another kiss. Except this time, it had all the passion the other, sweet, tender kisses lacked as he desperately tried to pry the other's mouth open with his tongue, a few moans managing to escape from his throat in the process.

Well...by the sound of that, he seemed to be doing something right.
Humming quietly in response, Sion proceeded to do just that, sliding up his hand and rubbing his thumb over the slit, smearing some of the precum across his fingers in the process.
Oh...so that eased the movements of his hand. He should re-
His hand faltered a little when Nezumi proceeded to grab him by the hair and smash their lips together with something akin to aggression.
His own lips parted under his ministrations - more out of surprise then actually to grant the unspoken request - and Sion trembled against the taller male as his mouth and senses were mercilessly assaulted, wrecking his body once more with pleasure akin to pain.

Oh God...oh God.

Come on...hold it together. Don't lose yourself...remember, it's only a hand job...a fucking amazing hand job...oh God, if this was what Sion was like know, who knows what he'd be like after a little more practice. That thought doubled up with the other's tongue sliding against his own was enough to let a rather loud, drawn out moan escape from the budding actor.
Fuck it. If Sion didn't like what he was about to do, then all he was going to do was pull away, right?
Pressing himself even closer to the other male, Nezumi promptly shoved his hand against his crotch, grasping and tugging at Sion's member.
Honestly, if he wasn't getting turned on by all this, then there really was something wrong with this boy.

Looks like no apologies were going to be needed tonight for any lack of erection. Not from him, at least, not anymore.
Not when Nezumi was moaning into his ear, beautiful face contorted with such pleasure, his cock throbbing between his fingers.
And then he shifted both his posture and his hand -
All he could do was buck up against the other's touch, pulling back away from the kiss to rest his head on the other's shoulder once more, chest heaving with the effort to keep breathing.
"N...Nezumi..." he whimpered, voice breathless and heavy as he slowly lost the ability to think straight, only capable of concentrating on the way their bodies moved together - the friction, the escalating heat - as he tried to press himself closer to his companion. "What ar - ah! I c-...can't..."

Fuck it. Fuck everything.
Nezumi reached down with his free hand, tugging down his own underwear to his knees before proceeding to do the same with Sion's, pulling the smaller male into his lap.
Oh God, he just couldn't get enough of the way the albino was moving his body...so sinful...so fucking tempting.
He pressed their lips together again, before letting their foreheads press against one another. 'Ssh...you can...just focus on the feeling...focus on how close I am...try and match my rhythm.'
Moments later, Nezumi began stroking the other's exposed cock with much more expertise and confidence than that of what he was receiving. 'Sion...how does it feel...talk to me,' the larger male whispered against his companion's ear, tilting his head up to nibble on his earlobe, never once slowing his hand.

He couldn't breathe.
He was drowning, and Nezumi only pushed him further below, sucking away the last breath of air from his lungs before reigniting his body with touches.
Wrapping his legs around the taller male's waist, Sion clung onto the other with his free hand, nails digging into his back through the shirt as his hips rocked against the other.
Oh, God, he needed to get himself together.
Swallowing, Sion nodded uncertainty at the other's words, closing his eyes briefly to focus on his surroundings. Slowly, his hand began to mirror the momentum of Nezumi's movements, hoping he was causing him at least a fraction of the pleasure the dark-haired male supplied him with.
"Hot...too hot..." he managed to stutter in between breathless moans, half-aware of the fact he had a line of saliva dribbling down his chin. "I think I'm...oh God...Nezumi...I think I'm going to die."

It would be so easy...so easy to just push Sion down on the bed and take him there and then.
No...he mustn't...he should wait...doing everything with him in one night would be too much of a good thing. Plus...he really wanted to give the albino a chance to learn a few tricks. It'd make the whole experience that much better for them both.
For now, this was enough; rocking against one another, losing themselves in the heat, the sound of their panting filling the small room, the bed creaking underneath them as they moved.
Nezumi couldn't help but chuckle at his companion, trailing his tongue up his chin, wiping away the stray saliva. 'If you think you're...aaah...gonna die from this, then...nngh, I dread to think how you'll react to actual..mmn...penetration.'
He was close. So fucking close.
'Oh..Sion...Sion.' Squeezing his eyes shut and curling into the other male, Nezumi finally climaxed, his seed splattering onto the other's hand, gasping for breath.

Quite frankly, he was surprised he lasted this long.
Tilting his head as he felt that hot tongue trace over his skin, the smaller male blindly sought out the other's mouth for a kiss, reciprocating movements getting a little desperate as Nezumi's touches pushed him closer and closer to completion.
However, it was that suggestion - or possibly, a promise? - whispered in his ear in such a rough voice, with a hint of coyness in it - that made crimson eyes snap wide open, abdomen clenching -
And with a weak cry, Sion followed suit, clinging desperately to the other male as he was pushed over the edge, arching his back before slumping against the dark-haired male, struggling to catch his breath.

It was to be expected that Sion wouldn't last very long, but Nezumi too was quite surprised how long he managed to hold out for.
But it was no time to start teasing. Instead, the larger male chose to drink in the other's expression, that alone causing another stray spurt of semen to escape from him.
So beautiful...so fucking beautiful.
Ignoring the fact that his hand was covered in Sion's seed, he wrapped his arms tightly around him, pulling him closer, nose resting on his shoulder.
Silence enveloped the room once again as the gasps for breath disappeared. Nezumi tilted his head up a little to murmur in the other's ear. '...Sion...is your chest warm too?'
Because mine certainly is. It's almost like my heart's on fire and it's trying to burn through my skin.
...what on earth are you doing to me?

Slowly, he came down from the temporary high, blinking until his vision cleared up and Nezumi once again came into focus.
However, all the while, Sion didn't loosen his grip on the other.
If possible, he only clung on tighter, pressing his cheek against the taller male's chest once more so could feel his heart pulse against his skin.

So close.

Not close enough.

Still not close enough.

"It is." he whispered back, voice thick with drowsiness and some other, overwhelming emotion he could not name. "Unbearably so."

It's warm, but it's a little tight, and it hurts too. My throat's tight, and it's hard to breathe.

But I couldn't bare it if this feeling disappeared either.

Those words rang loud and clear in Nezumi's ears as he smiled gently, lightly running his fingers along the other's back.
He remained in the embrace for a few more moments before pulling back, glancing down to inspect the mess. Ah, whatever, it couldn't be helped. The darker haired male twisted himself around, fumbling around under the bed before pulling up a box of tissues, offering it to Sion once he'd taken one himself. 'I got some on your shirt. Sorry,' he muttered, wiping his hand and abdomen and chucking the used tissue in the direction of the bin before lifting the albino off his lap. 'I didn't think it'd get that intense. You alright?'

"It's okay...I was going to need to do the laundry anyways." Sion replied, mopping himself up the best he could, following the other's example. "Our enormous wardrobe is coming close to being completely exhausted."
One pair soaked in the rain, the other splattered with cum.
The albino groaned in protest as Nezumi tipped him out of his lap, finding the position and the close proximity of the other much too comfortable.
So he did the next best thing once they were both dressed, and slumped against the aspiring actor, resting his head on his shoulder and wrapping his arms around his bicep.
There. Much better.
However, for the strangest reason, Sion found himself flushing at that calm statement.
Yeah...that had been intense alright.
And came pretty much the fuck out of nowhere...
"Y...yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit...knocked out." he murmured in reply, glancing up at Nezumi briefly. "You...you alright too?"

Maybe it would've been a good idea to invest in more clothes...
Ah, he'd worry about that when he was actually out of things to wear. What he had would do for now.
At the sudden weight attached to his arm, Nezumi looked down, smiling gently at the other male, lightly running his fingers through his hair. Honestly, how could someone be this adorable? And Sion was probably going to hate him for moving again, as he slid back down under the covers, being sure to tug his companion down with him, draping one arm around his waist lazily.
'Tends to happen. Climaxing takes a lot out of you,' he explained, absently nibbling on strands of white hair.
Mmm...he smelt so good.
'I'm fine...that was...really nice.'
Nice? Is that the best you can come up with?
Feh, he was obviously holding back the urge to gush at how wonderful and at ease he felt right now. But of course, he'd never do that. Still...this little venture certainly did enlighten Nezumi; Sion was willing to go pretty far this soon...interesting.

And those fingers were back in his hair, and his urge to just surrender to slumber was back tenfold too.
How thoughtful it was of the dark-haired to conveniently arrange them into a sleeping position just then.
And the - /hey/, that tickled.
"O-oi, I thought you said I wasn't edible." Sion chuckled as his companion began to nibble on his hair, squirming a little before curling back against Nezumi's warm form, fingers clutched loosely in his shirt.
And apparently verbal assessment was part of...what was this referred to as again? Pillow Talk?
Briefly, he entertained giving the aspiring actor a score out of ten for his performance and promising him a detailed written report in the morning - but settled for a shy 'I'm glad' instead.
Everything was so perfect. His entire body pulsed with warmth and a pleasant ache.
So why did his chest still hurt?
"Nezumi... " he found himself murmuring, only half-conscious. "Nezumi, you won't leave me behind, will you?"

The warmth that was left from the slow pounding of his chest was...really quite pleasant. Even though it ached like hell...it wasn't as bad as it had been recently.
Maybe having Sion this close to him was easing the pain...but he wasn't close enough...nowhere near.
Nezumi pulled back slightly, blinking slowly at the sleepy albino, smiling gently at how peaceful he looked...and how pleading those words were.
...Sion...why're you even saying this? Don't you know the answer yourself?
He decided to be generous and give him an answer. Sion was probably too sleepy to use his crazy little psychic powers. Dipping his head down, the larger male brushed their lips together before he gave the other a gentle nuzzle. 'I won't. You know I won't,' he whispered. 'Get some sleep, alright?'
Taking his own advice, it wasn't long before Nezumi himself was dozing off into a deep slumber, still holding Sion close to his body, seemingly never wanting to let go.

That was all Sion needed to hear. His eyelids drooped and he succumbed to slumber, his grip on Nezumi's shirt and the other's warmth providing him with the constant confirmation that he was not alone.

N'awww.

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