Yeeps, it's Friday already! I've been so busy on my DN Angel fanfic that I almost forgot I had a Prétear one… Here's the second chapter, as promised, and I hope it makes sense. I know that sometimes I can get carried away and start to write… then I see things in my mind and don't write about them…
I've decided to change the storyline from my original plan, so they still don't know their love for one another that only a true yaoi fangirl (or fanguy, I guess… ) would understand.
Please R&R. It really helps to get reviews, and it makes me want to write more. And I love flames, as always, so everybody hate all you want!!
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(Sasame POV)
I lay back on Hayate's bed, inhaling the smells of fresh linens and… vanilla? The rain continued to pour relentlessly down on the roof and windows, a distant thunder rumbling in the distance. The darkness was everywhere, since the power outage, and I could barely make out the shapes of my best friend's apartment.
Why had I done that? Kissing my friend… was probably the biggest mistake of my life. I was so insecure, so depressed, I was willing to look anywhere for comfort. But now he was ignoring me, despite the fact that he was somewhere in the apartment… his apartment… and I wasn't sure if our friendship would be able to carry on like normal. I had a decent excuse for my actions… but still, I wasn't likely to forget it, as I'm sure Hayate wasn't either. I sighed, worried that he was going to hate me now.
I wasn't sure if I should leave, or jump out the window, or what. It was a ten-story-building, but for some reason all of the knights can fly even if they don't have wind power to help them, so I suppose I could travel on sound waves or something to make it safely to the bottom. (xD)
I decided that I should just grit my teeth and talk to him, since I was going to have to face him eventually anyway. I heaved myself off of the bed, my thoughts flitting back to Takako.
Was I not good enough for her or something? I had thrown my life away for her, lost my friends and… and, in turn, my heart. I didn't have the guts to go look for her body, for that would be unbearable. I couldn't imagine the pain it would bring, to see her cold waxy body, her half parted lips that would never laugh the high, sweet notes she did before. What could've propelled her to… but I wouldn't even think it. I didn't want the pain… but the pain was already here. It was consuming me, eating at my very soul. I was nothing without my Takako.
I trudged out towards the living room, the tears escaping the corners of my eyes, rolling down my cheeks and dripping off of my chin. I stopped walking, and leaned back against the hall wall, (hehe, that sounds cool…) sliding down to sit on my butt. I covered my face with my hands, leaning my elbows on my knees. I sat in this crunched-up position for who knows how long, sobbing.
And that's when I heard the voice.
"Sasame?" It was barely a whisper, from somewhere far off in the distance. I didn't look up, but that voice did sound somewhat familiar…
"Sasame!" It was closer now, maybe above me, or beside me… "Sasame, are you okay?"
No. I'm not okay. I might as well be dead. At least in death I wouldn't have to feel this unbearable pain… (AN: I'm listening to an Evanescence album right now, so this might be a little dark… xDD)
"Sasame, come on. Please, just say something… I'm so sorry, if I did anything…"
That's when it hit me. It was the night of wind speaking to me. Hayate. I looked up at him in my obvious state of patheticness, tears rolling down my cheeks and lips pulled down in a pout.
"Hayate…"
It was just like before I was sobbing, Hayate was trying to console me… but I didn't want that to happen again. I didn't want to kiss him, I couldn't stand to see his disappointment when it was over…
He stood crouched in front of me, one knee kneeling between my feet and his foot about at an angle under my knee. I wanted him to go away, to stop tempting me… I wanted to die right now, so as to not be a burden to anyone any longer. Hayate was my only link to reality left, which was why I had come here in the first place. I didn't want to cut him off from me too…
But after all that… after deciding that I was going to get out of there as soon as I could so as not to tempt myself, I felt Hayate lean up against my chest. His hands propped him up, one on either side of me.
"Sasame," he whispered, resting his head on my chest, "I… I'm not sure how I should put this. I… need you right now. I need you, here with me… Himeno's death was such a shock to me… I need you."
My eyes widened as I listened to Hayate's seductive whisper. What was he implying?
"What exactly… to you mean by that, Hayate?" I whispered as I lowered my head to rest sideways on my chest next to his, gazing into his eyes, which I noticed were also tear-filled. He reached up, stretching his neck so as to kiss my lips passionately. It was so wonderful… to have him initiate the kiss… even if it was only a one-night kind of thing. I think he was trying to tell me that his feelings for me stopped at friendship, as I'm pretty sure mine did… or might have…
Hayate deepened the kiss, running his tongue over mine and wrapping his hands around my neck. I closed my eyes, allowing the wave of pleasure to flood over me as our clothed members rubbed against one another's.
Hayate's hands traced my back; stopping at my shirt seam, then lightly grabbed the bottom. He stopped there, seeming to ask for my permission. I replied by sliding further down the wall, which resulted in bunching my shirt up around my stomach, and also creating friction between our erections. We moaned in unison, but our cries were drowned out by a loud crack of thunder from somewhere nearby.
Hayate pushed my silky black shirt farther up my chest, then his hands began playing with my nipples. (AN: Everyone who actually writes Fanfiction, I do not suggest you use first person from the uke's point of view. It is extremely, extremely, EXTREMELY hard whoops, I mean difficult to portray the emotions. But I decided to give it a go, tell me how awful it is!!)
"Sasame…" Hayate whispered after he had slipped my shirt over my head and I had done the same for him, "You don't know… how much… you're helping me. You just feel so good…"
I inhaled sharply as Hayate's teeth bit down lightly on my neck… again and again… eventually leaving a red mark.
"I'm so confused… you don't know how confused…"
His tongue traced my skin lower, down to my nipple, which he licked, bit…
"What… do you want to do now?" Hayate whispered into my chest, his arms wrapping themselves around my waist.
"I want you… Hayate…"
"What do you want me to do?" He repeated. I think we both knew what I wanted him to do…
"Please, Hayate, I want you…"
"Where?" Hayate whispered playfully, his hands skimming my chest and stomach, finally resting on my pants seam. I sighed as his thumbs hooked around my belt loops, lightly tugging down. After a few more seconds, my slacks had disappeared along with my boxers, and Hayate's hand traced the inside of my thigh, making my already-hard member tense up even more.
"H-Hayate…"
Before long, we both lay there, our bodies completely naked and entangled, no wall remaining undestroyed. We held no secrets from one another; our minds were one. I could not think of a more life-fulfilling experience. As I sat schlumped up against Hayate's hall-wall, with my best friend's lips attached to my throat, I could only think one thing. Why had it taken me so long to realize what I needed? It was like finding the other half of myself after years and years of an empty hole in my heart.
Hayate's lips brushed in a line down my chest, licking down my stomach, and he reached the base of my member. (AN: Again, it's REALLY HARD to write from uke!!) I propped myself up on my hands as Hayate wrapped his arms around my waist.
My breath caught in my throat as I felt Hayate's tongue trace my hard length, nearly sending me over the edge. He reached the tip, kissing it lightly, then took it in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down. I moaned, a wave of pure bliss flooding over me. It was so… right.
As Hayate sped up, my need for release increased at an alarming rate. My breathing accelerated, making my head swim and my vision blurry. I clutched tightly at Hayate's long, black hair, arching my back and literally screaming Hayate's name as I came. He swallowed most of the seed, but leaned up and pressed his lips to mine, allowing me to taste the salty substance that now filled his mouth.
"Hayate…" I whispered, wrapping my arms around his back.
"What do you want to do now?" He said again, his lips at my ear.
"Hayate… I want you to… to fuck me."
He seemed to be slightly taken aback at my straightforwardness, but didn't complain. I felt his cheek lift against my neck as he smiled, then sat up a bit, which rubbed our members together once again. I tensed up immediately, despite the recent release. Hayate's fingers traced up my chest, then stopped as they reached my lips.
"I don't have any lotion, and I'm pretty sure this will hurt a lot if it's not a little slick," he whispered, and I understood what he wanted.
I took his fingers in my mouth, weaving my tongue in between them and lightly biting down. After a few seconds, Hayate removed his fingers and moved them behind us. He pressed his lips against mine, immediately slipping his tongue inside once again, and then pushed one of his fingers up my ass.
"Unngh…" I moaned as he stuck a second in, moving in a scissoring motion, stretching me as far as he could. After a minute or two of getting used to this, a third entered, and I all but yelled. It really hurt, and felt kind of uncomfortable at first, but the longer he was in me, the better it began to feel.
"Hayate… please… it's… unnngh…"
Hayate smirked, then removed them about halfway, only to slide them lightly back in again.
When he removed them the second time, this time all the way, I was slightly disappointed as I felt the amazing feeling disappear. Then Hayate's hands wrapped around my thighs, opening them wider still, as he slowly began to press his member into my entrance.
I, on the other hand, was getting a bit impatient. I wanted to feel him inside of me, to sigh in pleasure as his hard length was slammed into my body…
"Aah…" I bucked my hips forward, ramming Hayate into my ass with such force that we both moaned in unison. My knees were straddling Hayate's ribcage, and my I felt my erection rub against his stomach. Hayate pulled halfway out of me, only to slam back into me, hard. He hit my prostate, and I moaned in both agony and pleasure.
"Ugh… ungh… ugh…" we both moaned with each thrust, the sheer bliss engulfing us and driving our every action. Each shove was harder, deeper… each reaching a new level of pleasure that couldn't be topped until the next came.
Hayate sped up, pulling out and slamming back in faster and faster each time, and then reached up and began to pump my member in time with his rhythmic thrusts. After a few pumps, I was sent over the edge, spraying seed across my friend's stomach. My back arched and my ass tightened, and with the next slam into me, Hayate came as well. He collapsed on top of me, gasping and panting, completely exhausted.
After a few seconds of rest, Hayate leaned up and pressed his lips lightly against mine, so sweet and passionate in comparison to the intensity of previous activities. I leaned into the kiss, but broke it as the loudest crack of thunder yet shuddered through my eardrums. The light arrived at the same time as the sound, a silver lining around Hayate's face and hair.
I glanced out the window. "Hey, do you mind if I stay here tonight?"
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Hmmm, well, it's either really good, or completely sucky, I can't tell which. I've never done a chapter that's completely lemon and no storyline, so will you please R&R, give me some feedback, so that I can know what, if anything, to do differently in the future? I support constructive criticism!! Also, if you have a good idea for the storyline, let me know. I have some things I'm planning on, but I really need some suggestions!! Kthx!!