TITLE: Shades of Gray 9 / ?
AUTHOR: Hana-chan gohana_chan@yahoo.ca
CATEGORY: dark, angst, yaoi,
PAIRINGS: (Nagi) x Ken x Nagi Omi+Aya, (Nagi) x Ken x Aya Others later.
RATING: varies - NC-17 for this chapter - het lemon in this chapter.
WARNINGS: Yaoi, het, language, lemon
SPOILERS: The series, Dramatic Precious, Dramatic Image III -Schwarz,
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Weiss Kreuz, Schwarz, or anything connected to them. I make no money from this either.
ARCHIVE: FanFiction.Net http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=81835
NOTES: The fic WILL still make sense if you don't know the Dramatic CDs, but it might be a bit of a spoiler.
FEEDBACK: Please! This is my first WK fic and I'd like to hear what people think so I'll continue writing.
~*~*~*~*~ scene break ~emphasis~
::telepathy:: //phone or headset// ***vision***
Shades of Gray
Chapter 9
Nagi stared with unfocused eyes at the window to Aya-chan's room. He wasn't entirely certain what to think about the events of the night thus far. On one hand, the time he'd spent with Ken at the club had been one of the best experiences of his life. He'd never really felt comfortable letting himself go like that before, and he still didn't, unless he thought about Ken. The Weiss assassin had a way of breaking through his inhibitions, which actually proved to be very rewarding in a wicked sort of way.
On the other hand, however, the experience with Aya-chan was very disturbing both for her and for the memories it dredged up in him. He was relieved to know that she had someone to go to the way he'd had, but he wondered what would happen next. He didn't know why, but he doubted that a romantic connection would develop between the two. They were a lot like he and Schuldich were - very much like siblings except in this one instance where they were much more. He didn't know Ken all that well since they'd not really had much time to ~talk~ to each other since they'd started spending the nights together, but he got the impression that Ken preferred men though he swung either way.
Looking up again, he wondered how the two were doing, if it had worked. He hoped that it would, not wanting to think about how it would affect the two if it didn't. A moment later however, Ken appeared in the window moving to sit on the sill. Nagi kept his position on the branch until he saw the other man beckon him with a wave.
Walking along the tree limb, Nagi approached the window, using his powers to steady himself. "How is she?" he asked quietly, peering into the room. Aya-chan was curled up under the sheet, mostly shadowed from the moonlight, but Nagi thought that she was sleeping.
"I think it worked," was the soft response. "I don't think she's 'better' per se, but I think that eventually she will be. She was definitely enjoying herself but. . ."
Nagi nodded. "That's a good sign," he commented softly. "How she reacts when she wakes up again will be a better indication though."
Ken sighed and leaned his head back against the window frame. "I just hope I did the right thing. I mean, she's still drugged. What if I misread her?"
The Weiss assassin looked away, but Nagi reached up and turned his face back. "I think it will be fine," he said. "I've been there. I know what it feels like to be drugged and scared, and to have someone you trust be there when you need it the most." Searching the dark eyes, Nagi sent out a comforting caress with his powers. "That sense that you aren't alone, that someone cares - that's what's most important. As long as she knows that you didn't use her, that you love her, then she'll make it."
Ken squeezed his eyes shut, but nodded slowly. The kinetic continued to rub calming circles on his back hoping to reassure him. Nagi was a bit surprised when Ken leaned towards him, placing his forehead on the blue-clad shoulder. Nuzzling the tousled brown hair, Nagi let his eyes flutter closed as he wrapped his arms around his still naked boyfriend. He sighed feeling oddly content. It felt like he'd found something he'd never realized he'd missed.
Time passed, though Nagi wasn't sure how much, as he sat there offering and taking comfort from the man in his arms. There was a slight shifting inside the room, and Nagi opened his eyes without otherwise moving or stopping his phantom massage. Aya-chan's eyes glinted slightly in the moonlight showing that she'd woken up and was watching them.
Catching her gaze he watched the expressions playing across her face as she bit her lip lightly. Sending his powers towards her, he gently brushed a lock of hair from her face before mentally squeezing her hand. She blinked in surprise then smiled slightly. The glitter of wetness on her cheeks caused the telekinetic to pull back from Ken a bit.
Ken moved slowly out of Nagi's embrace and looked up at him, a question clearly in his eyes. Nodding into the direction of the room he watched Ken turn to look then hold out a hand to the girl on the bed. After a moment of hesitation she got up, wrapping the bedsheet around her, and crossed over to the window.
The nude man on the windowsill enfolded her in his arms much the same way that Nagi had been holding him moments ago. Nagi almost expected to feel a surge of jealousy, but in fact he felt nothing of the sort. Looking at her, he saw a kindred spirit, a sister, and though he didn't know her well, he knew that he'd protect her in any way he could.
~*~*~*~*~
Aya-chan woke slowly, blinking into the silvery darkness, trying to place herself. She recognized her room almost immediately frowned slightly at the shadows on the floor. Looking up she blinked in confusion at the two figures on her windowsill. The events of the night came back to her and seeing Nagi holding Ken in such a comforting and protective manner made feel suddenly alone.
She longed to feel Ken's arms around her again, comforting her, making her feel loved and protected as he had earlier. She bit her lip, resisting the urge to go over to them - she didn't want to disturb them with her problems. Looking up again, she locked eyes with Nagi and felt something brush her hair from her eyes and the reassuring pressure of a hand in hers though there was nothing there. The show of kind understanding made the tears she'd been holding back slip down her cheeks as she watched Nagi pull away from Ken.
Turning towards her, Ken blinked then held out his arm, a gentle smile on his lips. Hesitating for a moment she made her decision and climbed out of her bed, wrapping the sheet around herself as got up. Moving towards the window, she felt Ken's arm draw her in and she sagged into his embrace. Unseen hands hugged her as well as she broke down, crying softly.
As her best friend cradled her she wondered why he'd slept with her. She knew what had happened, and though it was a bit vague but she was sure that Ken loved her. At least she thought so. The emotions she was attributing to him could have been something she'd imagined because of the drugs. Tensing slightly, she whimpered only to feel hands reassuring her, a voice murmuring softly into her hair and the most intense feeling of love and protectiveness she'd ever felt before.
Blinking her tear damp eyes, she looked at Ken in confusion. He smiled gently at her and leaned down to kiss her. The intensity of the kiss reassured her that what she'd felt ~hadn't~ been simply a fantasy. Blinking, she turned to look at Nagi who was still perched outside her window. She wasn't sure what to say to him - he'd helped her, both at the club and here, and she didn't want to exclude him, but she felt too fragile to do anything other than smile slightly.
An invisible hand cupped her face and he smiled encouragingly back. "I understand," he said softly. "Take it one step at a time. I'll go back to the tree."
Before he could move, she grabbed his hand and squeezed it. He returned the pressure and lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it before making his way back to the tree.
"Are you sure?" asked Ken, looking into her eyes. Aya-chan nodded shyly. When her friend made as if to get up, she stopped him with a kiss and let the sheet slip slowly from her body as he teased her mouth.
Leaning against the firm chest, Aya-chan lost herself in the kiss, savouring the feeling of strong arms around her, caressing her expertly. The sense of safety, love, and lust enveloped her and she moaned deeply as they broke apart.
"Do you want to go back to the bed?" Ken asked huskily. "If we stay here we're going to give Nagi one hell of a show."
Aya-chan felt her cheeks flush and she looked out the window. Nagi was sitting with his back to the tree trunk, looking at his hands as if trying to ignore them. The image of the younger man in the throes of passion as she'd him before, however, lodged itself in her mind, followed shortly by the one time she'd seen Ken in his window seduction.
An erotic tingle started in the pit of her stomach and she ducked her face behind her hair to hide her blush. She couldn't believe that it turned her on so much to think about watching one or both of the guys masturbating. The idea of seeing them do more than that together made her lick her lips, but she knew she couldn't really handle that right now, if ever.
Ken chuckled and slid a hand down her back to knead her ass. "You want to put on a show, or see one?" he asked almost as if he read her mind.
She gasped slightly as he nibbled on her ear, then frowned in disappointment as he stepped back. A sexy smirk crossed his lips as he looked at her, then out at Nagi and back again. Stooping to pick up the discarded sheet, ran one corner of it along the contours of his chest before folding it quickly and placing it on the windowsill. Licking his lips, he straddled the ledge, back to the wall, and began running his hands sensually over his body.
Aya-chan's breath caught as she saw him trace his nipples with one hand while letting the other dance it's way towards his hardened cock. Eyes riveted, she found herself reaching up to touch her own nipples, panting slightly at the erotic image before her.
There was a sharp gasp from Ken and he arched his back, eyes shifting from her to Nagi. Following her gaze she saw that Nagi was massaging the front of his velvet pants while watching as Ken pleasured himself. There was a light brush against her hair and she met the kinetic's eyes. Thinking about what Ken experienced with the younger man she felt a rush of lust at the thought of experiencing the same and nodded. A moment later she threw her head back with a moan as invisible hands massaged her breasts and squeezed her nipples.
Ken took her hand and tugged her towards him, drawing her down for a passionate kiss as Nagi's kinetic hands continued to explore her body and Ken's physical ones did the same.
Breathing hard from both the kiss and the amazing sensations tearing through her body, she was swamped with feelings of passion and desire. It was like the first time she'd seen Ken in the window, except it was more intense.
Her eyes fluttered open and she looked out the window again. Nagi was leaning back against the tree, one hand gripping the bark above his head while the other stroked his exposed erection. Leaning her head against Ken's chest, she licked at his salty skin, biting down when Ken started stroking her clit.
Feeling weak kneed, she was surprised to find herself scooped up and positioned on Ken's lap, legs over top of his. She could feel the heat from his cock against her stomach while his hand continued to stroke her higher into passion. Leaning forward, she captured her friend's lips in a deep kiss, hands gripping his shoulders in an attempt to support herself. She felt herself being lifted and the hot head of Ken's cock nudged her opening.
A long low moan made its way from deep inside her chest that was echoed by Ken as he slid inside her. Eyes fluttering open she looked down at Ken and smiled. Love, passion, and desire filled her as he lifted her up slightly so that he could thrust into her. She could feel Nagi's kinetic hand stroking her breasts and clit in time with Ken's thrusts. Glancing sideways she saw the telekinetic stroking himself faster, eyes glazed with lust as he watched the two of them.
It was too much. She could feel her orgasm approaching as Ken captured her mouth in another kiss. Her mind overloaded as she came, scream of pleasure muffled by Ken's mouth. She felt Ken come as well, pulsing within her as he did.
Slumping against him, panting, she tried to regain her breath as a satisfied lassitude flowed through her. Nuzzling against Ken's shoulder, she turned to see that Nagi had also come and was currently relaxed against the tree, satisfied smile on his lips.
Sleepily she watched as Nagi fixed his clothing and made his way towards them. Part of her mind was telling her that she shouldn't have enjoyed what had just happened as much as she did, that it was unlike her to behave in such a manner, but she couldn't gather the energy to care beyond the comfortable warmth she felt now.
"Thank you," she said softly as Nagi perched next to them.
The young man smiled shyly and ran a hand through his hair. Making a quick decision, Aya-chan leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips causing both of them to blush.
"I. . . I'd better go now, I guess," said Nagi, still smiling.
Climbing off Ken's lap, Aya-chan reached out and touched Nagi's hand. "Thanks again," she said. "I really mean it."
"You don't need to thank me,"
"I think she already did," Ken said with a fond grin.
"Ken, could you. . .?" she trailed off without completing the question.
He nodded. "Let me say goodbye?"
Aya-chan smiled again and put on the oversized t-shirt she often slept in and slipped out to the bathroom to give the two some privacy. When she came back several minutes later, Nagi was gone and Ken was sitting on her bed in a pair of Navy boxers.
"Ready to sleep?" he asked.
She nodded. "You don't mind do you?"
"Staying here? Not at all." He opened his arms and she walked over and let him enfold her. Aya-chan's bed wasn't very big so as they settled down, she found herself curled up in his arms. It felt safe there, and with Ken's chest warming her back and his arms curled protectively around her she fell asleep feeling more loved than she had for a long time.
~*~*~*~*~
Nagi closed the front door as quietly as he could. It was much later than he'd expected to arrive home, and he wasn't sure if anyone was waiting up for him. Making his way past the living room he caught the faint glow of a lamp and looked in seeing Crawford sitting comfortably in an armchair, novel on his lap.
"How is the girl?" he asked.
Nagi blinked in surprise. "Uh, she's still a bit shaken up but she's doing a lot better," he replied. He assumed that the precog was talking about Aya-chan but he had no idea ~why~ he wanted to know.
"Good," was the curt response. "Keep watch on your Weiss Kitten. Something big is coming and he'll be involved."
Feeling very odd about the entire conversation, Nagi nodded. He knew that he shouldn't be surprised at anything Crawford said anymore, but fraternizing with the enemy was the last thing he thought he would be encouraged to do.
"It's okay that I see Ken?" he asked.
Crawford nodded. "The two of you are tied together in the future. The girl is also important, and probably the rest of Weiss as well."
Shrugging Nagi watched the American turn and leave the room. The man paused briefly and looked over his shoulder. "You should take comfort where you can," he said then left.
Nagi sighed; he wished that the man could be less cryptic at times and actually ~explain~ what he saw, but he knew better than to expect it.
Using his powers to turn off the light, Nagi made his way to his own room, thinking about what had happened that night. The experience with Ken and Aya-chan had been one of the strangest of his life, but somehow it seemed right. He didn't particularly see her as much more than a friend or sister, but using his powers to give both of them pleasure had been very enjoyable. He knew that he preferred men, but the image of the two of them had been very erotic.
Thinking about the reason the three of them had been interacting that way however was disturbing, and stirred up his own memories. Nagi tried to banish the thoughts and go to sleep, but they wouldn't go away. He kept picturing himself helpless, unable to use his powers as he was pawed and stripped. He remembered being unable to use his voice to do more than whimper as he was bent over the desk though he silently screamed in terror unable even to struggle.
Then Schuldich was there. The telepath had heard his silent cries and had come to his rescue. Schuldich who had taken him home and comforted him and showed him that sex didn't have to be terrifying.
Sitting up in bed, Nagi wrapped the blankets around himself, trembling slightly. He couldn't stay here like this, reliving that moment. He knew from experience that if he tried to sleep he'd see the scene over and over except that Schuldich wouldn't be there to save him in the nightmare. Crawford's last words suddenly came back to him: 'take comfort where you can'.
Climbing out of bed he left his room and stood before the last door in the hallway, biting his lip in indecision. Finally he took a deep breath and eased the door open allowing the faint light from the hallway to illuminate the sleeping figure. Entering the room he closed the door again and moved to stand before the bed, shifting from foot to foot in indecision. An emerald green eye opened sleepily and a pale arm snaked out, lifting the edge of the covers up. Sighing in relief, Nagi crawled under the covers and in Schuldich's protective embrace he finally fell asleep knowing that he was safe.
TBC.
AUTHOR: Hana-chan gohana_chan@yahoo.ca
CATEGORY: dark, angst, yaoi,
PAIRINGS: (Nagi) x Ken x Nagi Omi+Aya, (Nagi) x Ken x Aya Others later.
RATING: varies - NC-17 for this chapter - het lemon in this chapter.
WARNINGS: Yaoi, het, language, lemon
SPOILERS: The series, Dramatic Precious, Dramatic Image III -Schwarz,
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Weiss Kreuz, Schwarz, or anything connected to them. I make no money from this either.
ARCHIVE: FanFiction.Net http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=81835
NOTES: The fic WILL still make sense if you don't know the Dramatic CDs, but it might be a bit of a spoiler.
FEEDBACK: Please! This is my first WK fic and I'd like to hear what people think so I'll continue writing.
~*~*~*~*~ scene break ~emphasis~
::telepathy:: //phone or headset// ***vision***
Shades of Gray
Chapter 9
Nagi stared with unfocused eyes at the window to Aya-chan's room. He wasn't entirely certain what to think about the events of the night thus far. On one hand, the time he'd spent with Ken at the club had been one of the best experiences of his life. He'd never really felt comfortable letting himself go like that before, and he still didn't, unless he thought about Ken. The Weiss assassin had a way of breaking through his inhibitions, which actually proved to be very rewarding in a wicked sort of way.
On the other hand, however, the experience with Aya-chan was very disturbing both for her and for the memories it dredged up in him. He was relieved to know that she had someone to go to the way he'd had, but he wondered what would happen next. He didn't know why, but he doubted that a romantic connection would develop between the two. They were a lot like he and Schuldich were - very much like siblings except in this one instance where they were much more. He didn't know Ken all that well since they'd not really had much time to ~talk~ to each other since they'd started spending the nights together, but he got the impression that Ken preferred men though he swung either way.
Looking up again, he wondered how the two were doing, if it had worked. He hoped that it would, not wanting to think about how it would affect the two if it didn't. A moment later however, Ken appeared in the window moving to sit on the sill. Nagi kept his position on the branch until he saw the other man beckon him with a wave.
Walking along the tree limb, Nagi approached the window, using his powers to steady himself. "How is she?" he asked quietly, peering into the room. Aya-chan was curled up under the sheet, mostly shadowed from the moonlight, but Nagi thought that she was sleeping.
"I think it worked," was the soft response. "I don't think she's 'better' per se, but I think that eventually she will be. She was definitely enjoying herself but. . ."
Nagi nodded. "That's a good sign," he commented softly. "How she reacts when she wakes up again will be a better indication though."
Ken sighed and leaned his head back against the window frame. "I just hope I did the right thing. I mean, she's still drugged. What if I misread her?"
The Weiss assassin looked away, but Nagi reached up and turned his face back. "I think it will be fine," he said. "I've been there. I know what it feels like to be drugged and scared, and to have someone you trust be there when you need it the most." Searching the dark eyes, Nagi sent out a comforting caress with his powers. "That sense that you aren't alone, that someone cares - that's what's most important. As long as she knows that you didn't use her, that you love her, then she'll make it."
Ken squeezed his eyes shut, but nodded slowly. The kinetic continued to rub calming circles on his back hoping to reassure him. Nagi was a bit surprised when Ken leaned towards him, placing his forehead on the blue-clad shoulder. Nuzzling the tousled brown hair, Nagi let his eyes flutter closed as he wrapped his arms around his still naked boyfriend. He sighed feeling oddly content. It felt like he'd found something he'd never realized he'd missed.
Time passed, though Nagi wasn't sure how much, as he sat there offering and taking comfort from the man in his arms. There was a slight shifting inside the room, and Nagi opened his eyes without otherwise moving or stopping his phantom massage. Aya-chan's eyes glinted slightly in the moonlight showing that she'd woken up and was watching them.
Catching her gaze he watched the expressions playing across her face as she bit her lip lightly. Sending his powers towards her, he gently brushed a lock of hair from her face before mentally squeezing her hand. She blinked in surprise then smiled slightly. The glitter of wetness on her cheeks caused the telekinetic to pull back from Ken a bit.
Ken moved slowly out of Nagi's embrace and looked up at him, a question clearly in his eyes. Nodding into the direction of the room he watched Ken turn to look then hold out a hand to the girl on the bed. After a moment of hesitation she got up, wrapping the bedsheet around her, and crossed over to the window.
The nude man on the windowsill enfolded her in his arms much the same way that Nagi had been holding him moments ago. Nagi almost expected to feel a surge of jealousy, but in fact he felt nothing of the sort. Looking at her, he saw a kindred spirit, a sister, and though he didn't know her well, he knew that he'd protect her in any way he could.
~*~*~*~*~
Aya-chan woke slowly, blinking into the silvery darkness, trying to place herself. She recognized her room almost immediately frowned slightly at the shadows on the floor. Looking up she blinked in confusion at the two figures on her windowsill. The events of the night came back to her and seeing Nagi holding Ken in such a comforting and protective manner made feel suddenly alone.
She longed to feel Ken's arms around her again, comforting her, making her feel loved and protected as he had earlier. She bit her lip, resisting the urge to go over to them - she didn't want to disturb them with her problems. Looking up again, she locked eyes with Nagi and felt something brush her hair from her eyes and the reassuring pressure of a hand in hers though there was nothing there. The show of kind understanding made the tears she'd been holding back slip down her cheeks as she watched Nagi pull away from Ken.
Turning towards her, Ken blinked then held out his arm, a gentle smile on his lips. Hesitating for a moment she made her decision and climbed out of her bed, wrapping the sheet around herself as got up. Moving towards the window, she felt Ken's arm draw her in and she sagged into his embrace. Unseen hands hugged her as well as she broke down, crying softly.
As her best friend cradled her she wondered why he'd slept with her. She knew what had happened, and though it was a bit vague but she was sure that Ken loved her. At least she thought so. The emotions she was attributing to him could have been something she'd imagined because of the drugs. Tensing slightly, she whimpered only to feel hands reassuring her, a voice murmuring softly into her hair and the most intense feeling of love and protectiveness she'd ever felt before.
Blinking her tear damp eyes, she looked at Ken in confusion. He smiled gently at her and leaned down to kiss her. The intensity of the kiss reassured her that what she'd felt ~hadn't~ been simply a fantasy. Blinking, she turned to look at Nagi who was still perched outside her window. She wasn't sure what to say to him - he'd helped her, both at the club and here, and she didn't want to exclude him, but she felt too fragile to do anything other than smile slightly.
An invisible hand cupped her face and he smiled encouragingly back. "I understand," he said softly. "Take it one step at a time. I'll go back to the tree."
Before he could move, she grabbed his hand and squeezed it. He returned the pressure and lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it before making his way back to the tree.
"Are you sure?" asked Ken, looking into her eyes. Aya-chan nodded shyly. When her friend made as if to get up, she stopped him with a kiss and let the sheet slip slowly from her body as he teased her mouth.
Leaning against the firm chest, Aya-chan lost herself in the kiss, savouring the feeling of strong arms around her, caressing her expertly. The sense of safety, love, and lust enveloped her and she moaned deeply as they broke apart.
"Do you want to go back to the bed?" Ken asked huskily. "If we stay here we're going to give Nagi one hell of a show."
Aya-chan felt her cheeks flush and she looked out the window. Nagi was sitting with his back to the tree trunk, looking at his hands as if trying to ignore them. The image of the younger man in the throes of passion as she'd him before, however, lodged itself in her mind, followed shortly by the one time she'd seen Ken in his window seduction.
An erotic tingle started in the pit of her stomach and she ducked her face behind her hair to hide her blush. She couldn't believe that it turned her on so much to think about watching one or both of the guys masturbating. The idea of seeing them do more than that together made her lick her lips, but she knew she couldn't really handle that right now, if ever.
Ken chuckled and slid a hand down her back to knead her ass. "You want to put on a show, or see one?" he asked almost as if he read her mind.
She gasped slightly as he nibbled on her ear, then frowned in disappointment as he stepped back. A sexy smirk crossed his lips as he looked at her, then out at Nagi and back again. Stooping to pick up the discarded sheet, ran one corner of it along the contours of his chest before folding it quickly and placing it on the windowsill. Licking his lips, he straddled the ledge, back to the wall, and began running his hands sensually over his body.
Aya-chan's breath caught as she saw him trace his nipples with one hand while letting the other dance it's way towards his hardened cock. Eyes riveted, she found herself reaching up to touch her own nipples, panting slightly at the erotic image before her.
There was a sharp gasp from Ken and he arched his back, eyes shifting from her to Nagi. Following her gaze she saw that Nagi was massaging the front of his velvet pants while watching as Ken pleasured himself. There was a light brush against her hair and she met the kinetic's eyes. Thinking about what Ken experienced with the younger man she felt a rush of lust at the thought of experiencing the same and nodded. A moment later she threw her head back with a moan as invisible hands massaged her breasts and squeezed her nipples.
Ken took her hand and tugged her towards him, drawing her down for a passionate kiss as Nagi's kinetic hands continued to explore her body and Ken's physical ones did the same.
Breathing hard from both the kiss and the amazing sensations tearing through her body, she was swamped with feelings of passion and desire. It was like the first time she'd seen Ken in the window, except it was more intense.
Her eyes fluttered open and she looked out the window again. Nagi was leaning back against the tree, one hand gripping the bark above his head while the other stroked his exposed erection. Leaning her head against Ken's chest, she licked at his salty skin, biting down when Ken started stroking her clit.
Feeling weak kneed, she was surprised to find herself scooped up and positioned on Ken's lap, legs over top of his. She could feel the heat from his cock against her stomach while his hand continued to stroke her higher into passion. Leaning forward, she captured her friend's lips in a deep kiss, hands gripping his shoulders in an attempt to support herself. She felt herself being lifted and the hot head of Ken's cock nudged her opening.
A long low moan made its way from deep inside her chest that was echoed by Ken as he slid inside her. Eyes fluttering open she looked down at Ken and smiled. Love, passion, and desire filled her as he lifted her up slightly so that he could thrust into her. She could feel Nagi's kinetic hand stroking her breasts and clit in time with Ken's thrusts. Glancing sideways she saw the telekinetic stroking himself faster, eyes glazed with lust as he watched the two of them.
It was too much. She could feel her orgasm approaching as Ken captured her mouth in another kiss. Her mind overloaded as she came, scream of pleasure muffled by Ken's mouth. She felt Ken come as well, pulsing within her as he did.
Slumping against him, panting, she tried to regain her breath as a satisfied lassitude flowed through her. Nuzzling against Ken's shoulder, she turned to see that Nagi had also come and was currently relaxed against the tree, satisfied smile on his lips.
Sleepily she watched as Nagi fixed his clothing and made his way towards them. Part of her mind was telling her that she shouldn't have enjoyed what had just happened as much as she did, that it was unlike her to behave in such a manner, but she couldn't gather the energy to care beyond the comfortable warmth she felt now.
"Thank you," she said softly as Nagi perched next to them.
The young man smiled shyly and ran a hand through his hair. Making a quick decision, Aya-chan leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips causing both of them to blush.
"I. . . I'd better go now, I guess," said Nagi, still smiling.
Climbing off Ken's lap, Aya-chan reached out and touched Nagi's hand. "Thanks again," she said. "I really mean it."
"You don't need to thank me,"
"I think she already did," Ken said with a fond grin.
"Ken, could you. . .?" she trailed off without completing the question.
He nodded. "Let me say goodbye?"
Aya-chan smiled again and put on the oversized t-shirt she often slept in and slipped out to the bathroom to give the two some privacy. When she came back several minutes later, Nagi was gone and Ken was sitting on her bed in a pair of Navy boxers.
"Ready to sleep?" he asked.
She nodded. "You don't mind do you?"
"Staying here? Not at all." He opened his arms and she walked over and let him enfold her. Aya-chan's bed wasn't very big so as they settled down, she found herself curled up in his arms. It felt safe there, and with Ken's chest warming her back and his arms curled protectively around her she fell asleep feeling more loved than she had for a long time.
~*~*~*~*~
Nagi closed the front door as quietly as he could. It was much later than he'd expected to arrive home, and he wasn't sure if anyone was waiting up for him. Making his way past the living room he caught the faint glow of a lamp and looked in seeing Crawford sitting comfortably in an armchair, novel on his lap.
"How is the girl?" he asked.
Nagi blinked in surprise. "Uh, she's still a bit shaken up but she's doing a lot better," he replied. He assumed that the precog was talking about Aya-chan but he had no idea ~why~ he wanted to know.
"Good," was the curt response. "Keep watch on your Weiss Kitten. Something big is coming and he'll be involved."
Feeling very odd about the entire conversation, Nagi nodded. He knew that he shouldn't be surprised at anything Crawford said anymore, but fraternizing with the enemy was the last thing he thought he would be encouraged to do.
"It's okay that I see Ken?" he asked.
Crawford nodded. "The two of you are tied together in the future. The girl is also important, and probably the rest of Weiss as well."
Shrugging Nagi watched the American turn and leave the room. The man paused briefly and looked over his shoulder. "You should take comfort where you can," he said then left.
Nagi sighed; he wished that the man could be less cryptic at times and actually ~explain~ what he saw, but he knew better than to expect it.
Using his powers to turn off the light, Nagi made his way to his own room, thinking about what had happened that night. The experience with Ken and Aya-chan had been one of the strangest of his life, but somehow it seemed right. He didn't particularly see her as much more than a friend or sister, but using his powers to give both of them pleasure had been very enjoyable. He knew that he preferred men, but the image of the two of them had been very erotic.
Thinking about the reason the three of them had been interacting that way however was disturbing, and stirred up his own memories. Nagi tried to banish the thoughts and go to sleep, but they wouldn't go away. He kept picturing himself helpless, unable to use his powers as he was pawed and stripped. He remembered being unable to use his voice to do more than whimper as he was bent over the desk though he silently screamed in terror unable even to struggle.
Then Schuldich was there. The telepath had heard his silent cries and had come to his rescue. Schuldich who had taken him home and comforted him and showed him that sex didn't have to be terrifying.
Sitting up in bed, Nagi wrapped the blankets around himself, trembling slightly. He couldn't stay here like this, reliving that moment. He knew from experience that if he tried to sleep he'd see the scene over and over except that Schuldich wouldn't be there to save him in the nightmare. Crawford's last words suddenly came back to him: 'take comfort where you can'.
Climbing out of bed he left his room and stood before the last door in the hallway, biting his lip in indecision. Finally he took a deep breath and eased the door open allowing the faint light from the hallway to illuminate the sleeping figure. Entering the room he closed the door again and moved to stand before the bed, shifting from foot to foot in indecision. An emerald green eye opened sleepily and a pale arm snaked out, lifting the edge of the covers up. Sighing in relief, Nagi crawled under the covers and in Schuldich's protective embrace he finally fell asleep knowing that he was safe.
TBC.