You're Mine Ch. 3
Disclaimer: I don't own ES21... I want to, though.
Warnings: Yaoi(later on), Cursing, Maybe some violence(still working on it), OOC for a few characters most likely..., I can't promise the lemons are going to be any good...sry
Thank you for everybody who reviewed, favorited(not a real word), and all those other awesome things.
I'm sorry, if I didn't respond to your reviews. I was really stuck on this chapter, and am pretty annoyed by it. I'm sorry that it's horrible and I'll try to do better on the next one. *peace*
While Sena cupped the water to let it flow down his arms, Agon waited for the right moment to make his appearance. Looking at his watch the dread-headed boy quietly stood from his hiding spot and shoved his hands in his pockets directly in front of the bathing boy with said boy's back facing him.
Sena, still unaware of his audience, removed the towel wetting it in the cool water. He ran the soft cloth over his upper half slowly.
Agon watched the sensual act with glazed eyes completely hypnotized. Shaking his head, he cleared his throat catching Sena's attention.
Sena turned around not even ashamed of his nude form. Narrowing his eyes he asked, "I'm guessing you're Kongo Agon?"
The dread-head had trouble keeping his eyes from roaming lower while keeping his cock from standing in attention. "Yeah. My brother said you asked for me? And before you go on some rant or whatever, he told me some B.S. story about you're…" He scratched his head in mock-confusion/frustration. "You're fucking intended?" Raising an eyebrow in question, he waited for the chibi trash to start talking.
Sena walked closer while clutching the towel in his hand. "He did?" A bright smile materialized on his face, and replied, "Thank goodness! Uhh, re-telling that story every friggin' time got so irritating. So I'm assuming since you already know, that means you've got no problem with what I'm about to do, ne?" He tilted his head cutely.
Agon would never admit it, but that smile made his heart skip a beat, again. To keep his persona, a feral smirk appeared on Agon's face and stepped closer leaving only an inch of space between them. Grabbing the boy's chin between his thumb and pointer-finger, his warm breath on the boy's lips, he said, "Not at all." and smashed his lips to the other's wrapping his arms around tightly forcing the boy's bare body flushed against his. When he felt the smaller part those petal soft lips, he took the chance and shoved his tongue inside. This was the first kiss he'd ever had that felt more addictive than the usual high he gets from beating trash to bloody pieces!
Sena whimpered caught off guard by the forceful lip-lock and when his lips parted slightly to gasp a probing tongue entered wrestling with his own appendage. His eyes fluttered to half-mast and to add more to his predicament a familiar warmth blossomed above his heart, and when he looked down, he glimpsed a fraction of the dragon tattoo.
An odd warmth came from Agon's own chest, and after pulling back only a small distance from Sena, his eyes narrowed at the softly glowing dragon tattoo on the boy's chest. Having enough room to fully look at his chest, Sena's eyes widened in surprise.
"Shit." "Woah?" Was the simultaneous response from the two. Agon's arms still around the fifteen-year olds body, and Sena's arms placed on top of Agon's own muscular ones.
The first to break the silence was Sena. "You're my intended." He stated sounding as if his brain was still processing the unbelievable revelation noticing the disappearance of the tattoo but unaffected by it.
Agon was irritated and confused so with nothing coming to mind he sat down and brought the smaller to straddle his lap.
"What are you doing?" Sena asked bewildered. He felt the bigger hands roam his back tracing his wings without seeing them reaching from his upper back all the way to his lower back skimming a bit of his rump.
Agon ignoring the question continued his actions and thought, 'Geez. His skin's softer than any of the girls I'd been with..' "So I'm your intended. What about it? " He stated nonchalantly as if it was a trivial matter.
"There's a lot of things about it. Ah! That reminds me, I have to go report this to Sendoda-ojiisan." Sena began to stand from his previous seat, and at the same time wrapped the towel loosely around his waist. The small cloth ending at mid-thigh covering his privates, but before he could start walking away a hand halted him.
"Hey, wait." Agon looked at Sena straight in the eye saying, "Since I'm your… intended, I'm comin' with ya'. And while we're on the way, why don't you fill me up on how you got stuck in this whole thing in the first place." He couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth, but his curiosity had gotten the better of him.
Sena seemed to think it over and shrugged in a gesture of agreement. So while the two walked side-by-side he told the taller the gist of his experience. "After doing the tryouts, Sendoda-ojiisan called me over and I was getting a little paranoid. I mean, who wouldn't be when a bunch of old bald monks started surrounding you making sure you couldn't run away. I just went with the flow and nodded when they told me I had to find my intended. I started with my class and spread to the football team. I'm not gay, by the way. Bi-sexual and totally proud of it." He looked back to see if the dread-head was listening and to his surprise he was. Sena tilted his head slightly when an odd look appeared in Agon's eyes. "I've just been leaning to men nowadays so I wasn't complaining. Also they decided on making me the secretary for the team, just a small tidbit. So…yeah. That's about it. Questions?" He turned to the taller when he was answered with silence.
Agon shook his head in disbelief, internally of course. 'Who in the world could be so calm about something like this?' He looked back at the smaller boy. "Tra-." Agon paused because the boy before him may have issues in the head, but he definitely wasn't trash. 'He's not trash, but he's still underneath me. Hmm… underneath me.. Fuck, maybe I'm bi too.. Chibi tra- No… Brownie? Eh, whatever. A brownie is making me act friggin' weird. What is wrong with me?' He continued, "Brownie, that is the most ridiculous story I've ever heard. What about details or something?"
Sena not at all bothered by the nickname or aware of its value shrugged. A silence bordering on awkward and comfortable encompassed the two. Sena ignoring the roughness of the ground under his feet while Agon observed the familiar line of trees and statues around them. Soon an empty football field met their sight with the old coach still on the bench looking through files and schedules.
"Sendoda-ojiisan, what are you doing with those papers? I thought, as the secretary, that I was supposed to do that." Sena lectured and the elder paused in his paper organizing.
"Maa, maa, Sena-kun. You were occupied and this old man needed something to do." Sendoda rose an amused eyebrow at the boy who he treated like family. He never even noticed the larger male standing directly behind the spiky-haired teen.
Agon now aware of his surroundings was caught off guard at the familiar atmosphere being shared by the two. Was there anything not surprising about the boy?
Well, I hope you guys like this one. Sorry, it took so long, again. I didn't really like this chapter very much. Oh, well.
By the way, it's gonna be slightly T for now, but I'll try to move on to M stuff. It's gonna be a little later, though.
HiruSenaAgon is an idea i'm thinkin' of still. Or I could just make it one-sided on Hiruma's part. Lots of one-sided Sena in this fic just because I love it!
Please review. ;)
