How can I please him? Yonekuni's mind was once again knawing on thoughts of Shiro. Like a dog with an old bone, he always seemed to come back to those kinds of thoughts. Despite Shiro's assurances that he was solely Yonekuni's for the taking, the croco still wanted something to bind the wolf to him.

Petty words were easy to use on his last partners. But he's different. It wasn't just the gender that made Shiro different, the other male was...Intelligent, stoic, no-nonsense...how the hell does he have such sex appeal in the sack!? It was maddening to think about.

"Uh...happy birthday." Yonekuni offered his card. Shiro stared at it, dumbstruck with the kind gesture. "It is your birthday, right?" Fuck, stupid! I can't even remember my mate's birthday correctly, like hell he wants to be with me! Yonekuni scolded himself.

"N-no, it is. Thank you, Madarame." Shiro accepted the card hesitantly, thinking internally that Yonekuni might rip it away the moment his fingers touched it.

"I didn't know what to get you...but...tomorrow...I'll buy you anything you want in town..." Yonekuni spoke, uncharacteristcally awkward, but he always seemed to be awkward when it came to socializing with the wolf; unless it was with his body, but that was a completely different situation. I could have at least bought him something more than a card! Flowers! Candy! Does he even like candy? O-o A book! Yeah, he likes books. Why am I so damn stupid?!

"The card is really nice." Shiro murmured, feeling warmth in his heart from the simple gift, "W-would you like to come in for awhile? I...have cake...?" At least he's as nervous as I am, maybe more, the control of his soul is slipping. Yonekuni had to fight with himself to keep from revealing his soul just enough to drive the wolf crazy with lust, drown the room with his pheromones, and make Shiro want him as badly as he wanted the brunette.
The blond nodded shortly, offering the typical poliet greeting as he entered the house. His scent...it's everywhere...It was like a drug for the heavy-seed, a paradise for his nose.

"Um, if you want to sit down...I'll get you a piece of cake..." Shiro spoke softly, walking to his kitchen. I'd rather have you. Yonekuni thought humorously, his soul's demands getting greedier by the second as he watched the wolf take a small cake from the fridge, setting it on the counter to cut it up. The croco's eyes traced an invisible pathway down Shiro's body, knowing every inch of flesh. Hair...his moans if you tug just enough...neck...leaving marks all across that skin, claiming him...arms that hook around me and hold on for the ride...slide my hand up that back as I thrust in hard...firm ass...Fuck.

Yonekuni couldn't stop himself, he was aroused, and the arousal too much to bear. He caged Shiro against the counter, sniffing the back of the wolf's neck, his soul nearly purring as the scent reached deep and cut at his tightly reigned control.

"Madarame?" Yonekuni could already see that Shiro's ears had turned pink at the tips. Sexy.

"Why can't you call me by my name?"Yonekuni murmured, licking the back of his mate's neck, reveling in the eager shiver he recieved in response. Shiro remained silent, always feeling incredibly small and, quite frankly, feminine when he was trapped by his heavy-seed croco lover. Yonekuni grabbed Shiro's shoulder, forcing the other male to face him, as he once again demanded, "Call me by my name."

"Y-Yonekuni..." Shiro's cheeks were blushed, his eyes averted, soul in total submission to the blond. Fucking perfect. Yonekuni mused, pushing closer to the wolf, grinding his hips against the brunette's which made Shiro gasp, "Yonekuni!" Letting out a needy whimper as the wolf ground back. Take him. Now. Yonekuni's soul screamed, his animal instincts sky-rocketing. He didn't even realize he had bitten into the crook of Shiro's shoulder until his mate let out a cry, gripping tightly onto Yonekuni's shirt in the front.

"Sorry..." Yonekuni licked over the bite, soothing the pain. Shiro merely leaned into the blond, offering himself still, even though Yonekuni had just been so rough. I love this. He swiped the counter behind Shiro with his arm, sending the cake sliding down to the opposite corner, and then lifting Shiro onto the counter. He pushed Shiro's shirt up and off, taking the wolf's soft pink nipple into his mouth. Shiro let out and appreciative moan, opening his thighs so Yonekuni could come closer.

Take it slow. Yonekuni tried to reign himself back, fighting with the greedy hunger of his soul. Let him enjoy it tonight. Fuck. I really want to mess him up. Take it slow. Take it slow. He wasn't winning the fight in the least. Yonekuni's mouth had already ravaged both of Shiro's nipples, his hands already had stipped his wolf to bare skin, and his length was already at attention, straining for the brunette's body.

"Fuck. Shiro...?" His eyes questioned Shiro as he pressed the front of his pants to the wolf's willing hole.

Shiro blushed and then tipped his head in a nod, "Anything you want..." He'll never refuse. Yonekuni's soul preened, as Yonekuni pulled his member free of his pants, lining his hips to Shiro, "Ahhn!" A near scream ripped out of the wolf as the blond pressed all the way. "Yonekuni!" The croco muffled his mate's cries of pleasure with deep kisses.
Surprised when Shiro put his hands behind him on the counter, arching his back, angling his body just enough to take Yonekuni deeper; the molten heat making Yonekuni's blood boil.

Goodbye control, hello lust. Yonekuni let out a growl, thrusting in and out rapidly, sending deep waves of pleasure into his mate.

Shiro took it all, his nails biting sharply into his palms as he fisted his hands, letting the ecstasy have full reign of his body. It took every ounce of strength he had to finally grab onto Yonekuni, driving the blond deep, and getting the release he had so craved. He panted, holding onto the heavy-seed.
What torture. Shiro could feel that Yonekuni was still hard as a rock in his body, and just the knowledge that Yonekuni wanted him more, drove Shiro's body towards the flame of needing more himself.

He whimpered in panick as Yonekuni went to pull back. "The bed. Hold on." Yonekuni murmured soothingly to Shiro, taking a tiny step back and gripping under the wolf's thighs. Yonekuni grunted in bliss, feeling Shiro's body clench and unclench as he carried his mate to the bedroom; he was even more glad that he had decided to stay connected to Shiro as they moved. "I know I never say it, for that, I'm sorry. So here it is, I love you Shiro." Yonekuni whispered, as he pushed Shiro down on the bed, drowning in the heat that the wolf hadn't ceased giving him since they began.

Shiro's eyes glossed, his heart fluttering like a trapped bird. He tightened his embrace around Yonekuni. Yonekuni groaned since the wolf's body had seized in that moment as well,driving Yonekuni over the edge, and making him orgasm. I need to tell him I love him more. Yonekuni thought to himself, still shuddering from the power of his release. "I love you Yonekuni." Shiro murmured into the blond's neck, his legs spreading a bit wider, an invitatation. So fucking perfect, Shiro. I love you.

The end!

Author's note: I think this may be the last of my Yone/Shiro stories! But I'm happy if anyone enjoyed them! I may take requests if anyone has an idea or something they might like to see with this couple! (or like Norio/Kunimasa or whatever);) Well peace out people! Thanks for reading! Please review!