Schuldich took a sip of his lukewarm coffee and shuddered. "Fuck. Can't anyone in the joint make a decent cup of coffee," he complained taking a long drag on his cigarette to mask the bitter taste.
Yohji shrugged his shoulders as he slumped into the chair next to him at the kitchen table. "I gave up trying to teach them the fine art of making coffee a long time ago."
Schuldich took another drag off the cigarette then allowed Yohji to snatch the stick away. It was one from Kudoh's own pack after all. Schuldich always prided himself on being able to share other's belongings.
Taking a drag himself, Yohji asked, "Since you won some money, why don't you buy your own smokes?"
"Yours taste better."
Yohji rolled his eyes. His attention was taken away from his lover when the loud, grating sound of the blender running made him look away. "Hidaka, turn that fucking thing off before I kill it."
Ken was sitting in the corner of the kitchen blending various objects from the kitchen together in their now destroyed blender. "It hurts god," Ken said not even looking at Yohji.
Both Yohji and Schuldich rolled their eyes.
"We should set him up on a play date with Farfie," Schuldich suggested as he stole the cigarette back from Yohji.
Yohji grinned and took a drink of his own cold coffee. He grimaced at the taste but continued drinking, as he felt too lazy to make any more.
They were taking a break from the flower shop after having woken up a very annoyed Omi earlier to take over the shift. Yohji smiled as he remembered how Omi looked when he had awoken. They were large dark bags under his eyes, and multiple hickeys marring his next, a testament to the wild night and hung over morning.
'Welcome to my world,' Yohji thought, please with the change that has occurred after getting together with the German. Schuldich was enough to keep him endlessly entertained and was a riot in the sack.
He looked over to Schuldich to see if the telepath was picking up on his thoughts when he noticed the distracted look in the other man's eyes.
"What's a matter Schu?" Yohji asked.
Schuldich shook his head and looked at Yohji. "I'm not sure, but it feels like I'm being plotted against."
"Oh stop being so paranoid," Yohji chastised laughingly.
Schuldich frowned slightly, "I'll have you know that I have had a lot of people plot against me in my time. I do happen to know what it feels like."
"Clairvoyant now are you?" Yohji asked amused at his paranoia.
"Fuck off," Schuldich said distractedly.
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Aya groaned in pleasure as he was rocked under Crawford. The groan was cut off as a mouth covered his. He kissed Crawford deeply, trying to tell the other man through the kiss how much he liked what the other man was doing.
Crawford broke the kiss, and looked down at Aya in his bed. An unexpected, but pleasurable, twist to the red head's visit to try to force him to take his team member back into the fold. He ran a hand down Aya's left leg until he reached the soft thigh. He brought the leg up, enabling him to thrust deeper into the willing body beneath his.
"Oh yes," Aya panted, his climax slowly creeping over him. His body was in that perfect state of relaxed enjoyment and sweet tension of his impending completion. Each thrust pushing him further and further over the edge. He brought his hands up to Crawford muscular back and dragged his fingers down through the sweat created by the other man's exertion. He scraped his nailed lightly on the back, eliciting a groan of pleasure from Crawford.
Speeding up his thrusts, Crawford reached down between their bodies and grabbed Aya's erection, jerking at it, smiling at the load moan from Aya. Moments later Crawford gasped as Aya's body tightened on him in the throes of climax. He thrusted a few more times then tumbled over the edge himself.
Crawford lay on Aya panting while he tried to regain his thoughts. He kissed the soft lips beneath his slowly, enjoying this time while he could.
Aya stretched after Crawford had broken the kiss, and nudged Crawford off him. He rolled over with the other man and lay his head on his chest.
"Well that was certainly fun," Crawford said he ran his fingers through Aya's sweaty hair, gingerly separating each lock.
Aya made a soft sound in agreement.
"And it certainly didn't take us to much time to get from bitching about Schuldich to hitting the sack."
"What are you trying to say," Aya said, lifting himself up from Crawford's chest to look into warm brown eyes.
"That maybe Schuldich brings out the worst in us?"
Aya snorted inelegantly and rolled away from Crawford to settle on his back.
"What?" Brad asked a little confused, his thought process still scrambled from post cotial exhaustion.
"I don't think I appreciate what just happened being attributed to that psychopath."
Crawford sighed.
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Yohji propped his head on his hand as he watched his boyfriend chewed nervously on his thumbnail. He had never seen the redhead so unnerved. "What makes you think that you're being plotted against?"
Schuldich stopped abusing his thumbnail, "I don't know, it's just this vague feeling that something is going to change. And I can't figure out if it is going to change for better or worse."
"Well things are definitely changing around here. Could that be what you are feeling?"
"Nah, I really don't give a flying fuck about Ken ken there. Omi interests me more as he's tied to Nagi now," Schuldich said frowning. "No, it's more than that."
"I really think that you're just being paranoid," Yohji commented again.
Schuldich just sighed at Yohji and returned to worrying at his thumbnail.
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"That's not what I meant," Brad said trying to defend himself to a pissed of Aya.
"Then what did you mean?" Aya asked coldly.
"Um, well, that is," Brad muttered as he rolled over on his side to look down at Aya before continuing. "I really enjoyed myself, and I really don't think this would have happen if not for Schuldich. Would you have come here? And would we have the opportunity to get close like this?"
Aya conceded that point, "I suppose that's true."
"I have to say that I am really pleased with this turn of events," Brad said after a moment of contemplation.
Aya nodded, and looked at Brad. "Can I ask you one thing?"
"Sure."
"Can you please take back Schuldich?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No." Brad said firmer.
Aya crossed his arms over his chest. "Fine. But I can guarantee you that if you don't take him back, that this will never happen again."
Brad studied the look of determination on Aya's face. The way his lips were turned down and his brow knitted in annoyance. It was then that a vision hit him confirming what Aya was saying was true.
Weighing his options, taking back Schuldich or the opportunity of more amazing sex with Aya. He sat there thinking about that for a few minutes.
Aya sighed and sat up, preparing to leave the bed.
Brad stopped him by placing a hand in the middle of Aya's chest and pushing him back down on the mattress. "Fine, you win. I'll take the bastard back. But you owe me big time."
Aya smiled as Brad moved to cover his body with his own. "That can be arranged," he said as Crawford claimed his lips in a kiss.
Brad rolled the other man over onto his back again, then broke the kiss. "I'm glad," he said lowly as he stared down into slightly glazed purple eyes. "Don't worry about a thing. I have the perfect plan brewing."
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Yohji dropped the bag he was carrying in the doorway of his new bedroom. He leaned against the doorway and watched as Schuldich ran to the king size bed and jump on it.
"I guess I owe you an apology for saying you were paranoid the other day. You were right when you said you felt like you were being plotted against."
"See you should always listen to me," Schuldich said bouncing on the bed, landing on his knees to look over at his lover.
"Always? I don't think that is a wise decision," Yohji said smirking.
"And you would be right." came the purred reply as Schuldich stretched languidly over the large bed.
Yohji laughed. Who knew that they would be moving into the apartment next to Schwarz headquarters. He almost had a heart attack when Aya came home and told them all the news.
Aya, Crawford, Ken and Farf would be living in one apartment, and the rest in the other apartment. Omi was the happiest that he had ever seen him. And Ken and Farfie actually got along smashingly.
Yohji closed the door and walked over to the bed. "What do you suppose we should do now?" He asked as he kneeled on the bed.
"Oh, I can think of something." Schuldich said as he moved over to sit beside the blond. Throwing his arms around Yohji's neck, he dragged him down onto the bed with a deep kiss.
The End
Yohji shrugged his shoulders as he slumped into the chair next to him at the kitchen table. "I gave up trying to teach them the fine art of making coffee a long time ago."
Schuldich took another drag off the cigarette then allowed Yohji to snatch the stick away. It was one from Kudoh's own pack after all. Schuldich always prided himself on being able to share other's belongings.
Taking a drag himself, Yohji asked, "Since you won some money, why don't you buy your own smokes?"
"Yours taste better."
Yohji rolled his eyes. His attention was taken away from his lover when the loud, grating sound of the blender running made him look away. "Hidaka, turn that fucking thing off before I kill it."
Ken was sitting in the corner of the kitchen blending various objects from the kitchen together in their now destroyed blender. "It hurts god," Ken said not even looking at Yohji.
Both Yohji and Schuldich rolled their eyes.
"We should set him up on a play date with Farfie," Schuldich suggested as he stole the cigarette back from Yohji.
Yohji grinned and took a drink of his own cold coffee. He grimaced at the taste but continued drinking, as he felt too lazy to make any more.
They were taking a break from the flower shop after having woken up a very annoyed Omi earlier to take over the shift. Yohji smiled as he remembered how Omi looked when he had awoken. They were large dark bags under his eyes, and multiple hickeys marring his next, a testament to the wild night and hung over morning.
'Welcome to my world,' Yohji thought, please with the change that has occurred after getting together with the German. Schuldich was enough to keep him endlessly entertained and was a riot in the sack.
He looked over to Schuldich to see if the telepath was picking up on his thoughts when he noticed the distracted look in the other man's eyes.
"What's a matter Schu?" Yohji asked.
Schuldich shook his head and looked at Yohji. "I'm not sure, but it feels like I'm being plotted against."
"Oh stop being so paranoid," Yohji chastised laughingly.
Schuldich frowned slightly, "I'll have you know that I have had a lot of people plot against me in my time. I do happen to know what it feels like."
"Clairvoyant now are you?" Yohji asked amused at his paranoia.
"Fuck off," Schuldich said distractedly.
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Aya groaned in pleasure as he was rocked under Crawford. The groan was cut off as a mouth covered his. He kissed Crawford deeply, trying to tell the other man through the kiss how much he liked what the other man was doing.
Crawford broke the kiss, and looked down at Aya in his bed. An unexpected, but pleasurable, twist to the red head's visit to try to force him to take his team member back into the fold. He ran a hand down Aya's left leg until he reached the soft thigh. He brought the leg up, enabling him to thrust deeper into the willing body beneath his.
"Oh yes," Aya panted, his climax slowly creeping over him. His body was in that perfect state of relaxed enjoyment and sweet tension of his impending completion. Each thrust pushing him further and further over the edge. He brought his hands up to Crawford muscular back and dragged his fingers down through the sweat created by the other man's exertion. He scraped his nailed lightly on the back, eliciting a groan of pleasure from Crawford.
Speeding up his thrusts, Crawford reached down between their bodies and grabbed Aya's erection, jerking at it, smiling at the load moan from Aya. Moments later Crawford gasped as Aya's body tightened on him in the throes of climax. He thrusted a few more times then tumbled over the edge himself.
Crawford lay on Aya panting while he tried to regain his thoughts. He kissed the soft lips beneath his slowly, enjoying this time while he could.
Aya stretched after Crawford had broken the kiss, and nudged Crawford off him. He rolled over with the other man and lay his head on his chest.
"Well that was certainly fun," Crawford said he ran his fingers through Aya's sweaty hair, gingerly separating each lock.
Aya made a soft sound in agreement.
"And it certainly didn't take us to much time to get from bitching about Schuldich to hitting the sack."
"What are you trying to say," Aya said, lifting himself up from Crawford's chest to look into warm brown eyes.
"That maybe Schuldich brings out the worst in us?"
Aya snorted inelegantly and rolled away from Crawford to settle on his back.
"What?" Brad asked a little confused, his thought process still scrambled from post cotial exhaustion.
"I don't think I appreciate what just happened being attributed to that psychopath."
Crawford sighed.
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Yohji propped his head on his hand as he watched his boyfriend chewed nervously on his thumbnail. He had never seen the redhead so unnerved. "What makes you think that you're being plotted against?"
Schuldich stopped abusing his thumbnail, "I don't know, it's just this vague feeling that something is going to change. And I can't figure out if it is going to change for better or worse."
"Well things are definitely changing around here. Could that be what you are feeling?"
"Nah, I really don't give a flying fuck about Ken ken there. Omi interests me more as he's tied to Nagi now," Schuldich said frowning. "No, it's more than that."
"I really think that you're just being paranoid," Yohji commented again.
Schuldich just sighed at Yohji and returned to worrying at his thumbnail.
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"That's not what I meant," Brad said trying to defend himself to a pissed of Aya.
"Then what did you mean?" Aya asked coldly.
"Um, well, that is," Brad muttered as he rolled over on his side to look down at Aya before continuing. "I really enjoyed myself, and I really don't think this would have happen if not for Schuldich. Would you have come here? And would we have the opportunity to get close like this?"
Aya conceded that point, "I suppose that's true."
"I have to say that I am really pleased with this turn of events," Brad said after a moment of contemplation.
Aya nodded, and looked at Brad. "Can I ask you one thing?"
"Sure."
"Can you please take back Schuldich?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No." Brad said firmer.
Aya crossed his arms over his chest. "Fine. But I can guarantee you that if you don't take him back, that this will never happen again."
Brad studied the look of determination on Aya's face. The way his lips were turned down and his brow knitted in annoyance. It was then that a vision hit him confirming what Aya was saying was true.
Weighing his options, taking back Schuldich or the opportunity of more amazing sex with Aya. He sat there thinking about that for a few minutes.
Aya sighed and sat up, preparing to leave the bed.
Brad stopped him by placing a hand in the middle of Aya's chest and pushing him back down on the mattress. "Fine, you win. I'll take the bastard back. But you owe me big time."
Aya smiled as Brad moved to cover his body with his own. "That can be arranged," he said as Crawford claimed his lips in a kiss.
Brad rolled the other man over onto his back again, then broke the kiss. "I'm glad," he said lowly as he stared down into slightly glazed purple eyes. "Don't worry about a thing. I have the perfect plan brewing."
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Yohji dropped the bag he was carrying in the doorway of his new bedroom. He leaned against the doorway and watched as Schuldich ran to the king size bed and jump on it.
"I guess I owe you an apology for saying you were paranoid the other day. You were right when you said you felt like you were being plotted against."
"See you should always listen to me," Schuldich said bouncing on the bed, landing on his knees to look over at his lover.
"Always? I don't think that is a wise decision," Yohji said smirking.
"And you would be right." came the purred reply as Schuldich stretched languidly over the large bed.
Yohji laughed. Who knew that they would be moving into the apartment next to Schwarz headquarters. He almost had a heart attack when Aya came home and told them all the news.
Aya, Crawford, Ken and Farf would be living in one apartment, and the rest in the other apartment. Omi was the happiest that he had ever seen him. And Ken and Farfie actually got along smashingly.
Yohji closed the door and walked over to the bed. "What do you suppose we should do now?" He asked as he kneeled on the bed.
"Oh, I can think of something." Schuldich said as he moved over to sit beside the blond. Throwing his arms around Yohji's neck, he dragged him down onto the bed with a deep kiss.
The End