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Title: "Not for Long"

Part: 1/?

Author: Amina

Pairing: CrawfordxOmi

Warnings: Um....nothing extreme. Some kissing and

touching. Lots of kissing.

Rating: Pg-13....Not R!

Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz. It is not

mine.....I wish it was....but it isn't. Don't sue me.

Please. Pretty please.

Feedback: Yes!! Lots of it.

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"Not for long"



The night was cool. The moonlight piercing

through the dark clouds, showering the city in a soft

pale glow. Omi walked through the most barren part of

the city, looking for a his sanctuary, searching for

his gateway to temporary freedom. He turned a corner

and found himself in a pitch black alley, to anyone

else it would like just another filthy alley but to

him it was heaven. He walked on until he could walk no

further, he reached up and knocked on the wood door.

"What's the password?" a deep monotonous voice called

out to him.

"Where the Dragon leads, I will follow." Omi

replied.

The door opened sending a flood of light into the

dismal alley, but it soon went back to its original

blackness as Omi entered the lighted room. The room

was well furnished, business men everywhere. Most of

them drinking, or just talking with barely dressed

women in each arm. He walked into the

room looking for a particular face in the crowd, but

he couldn't find him. He decided he was early so,

took a sit at the back of the club. Omi knew he

wouldn't have to wait long; his koibito would be

there. He was never late. Omi felt himself dozing off,

sleep taking him away, but knew he had to

stay up. He didn't know he had let himself slip until

he felt a warm strong hand on his shoulder. The young

assassin looked up groggily, sat

up and stumbled into the strong arms of his lover. He

held on, held on as if his life depended on it, he

didn't want to let go, he never wanted to let go.

"Kitten, let's go upstairs. It's too dark in

here, I can't see your face,"

Omi didn't answer in words but with a low moan,

he let his lover carry him up the winding stairs to

the bedrooms. He felt himself being laid down on a

soft welcoming bed.

"How long can you stay tonight?" Omi whispered

looking into deep brown eyes. He felt his lover's

breath on his cheek, "Not for long, Kitten, not for

long."

How Omi hated those words, he always said the same

thing every time. Every single time. Why was God so

cruel, why did he put them on opposing sides. On such

cruel terms. Was this really love or just an ever

ending dream......

Omi's thoughts were interrupted as he felt soft

lips against his. He let the waves of pleasure over

take him, clearing his mind, thinking of no one but

his lover on top of him. He opened his mouth allowing

his lover's tongue to massage his own. He wrapped his

arms around his lover's well built torso. They never

had an abundant number of time, but they always found

a way to make good use of the time they did have. He

fumbled with removing the suit and tie, revealing a

hard body. Omi ran his arms all over his lover's body

exploring every detail. Omi pulled him in for another

kiss. He felt himself growing harder by the minute, he

wanted to be freed from his confines.

"Bradley, make love to me." Omi whispered

grinding himself against the older man.

"As you wish Kitten."



Yes, that's it. I told you it was short. If you guys

like it tell me,, maybe I'll write another one! ^-^



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