Chapter 4
The boy lay there on the mans chest..tears rolling freely down his pale little cheeks. He was crying in both pain and pleasure. Indeed, he'd been very much a virgin before he met the man...before he got to know him. Now that man was breaking him, slowly.
Yohji rubbed his pale partners bare back, cooing and whispering soft, loving things to him. He'd gotten out of control a bit, and hurt his boy. The grip of the kitten was just as powerful as a mans upon Yohji's arm. He couldn't be blamed though...it did usualy hurt a lot the first few times.
"You promised you wouldn't hurt me" Omi sobbed into his hot, bare chest.
"Ne, I'm sorry Omi. How many times must I say it? I truely didn't mean to.." The man sighed and continued rubbing his back.
"It hurts...worse than being cut or punched.." The kitten whispered, trying to calm himself.
Yohji gave no reply. Omi would have to get used to it. He was a Weiss member, they couldn't be blubbering babies.
Withen five minutes...Omi fell fast asleep. Fatigue ruled over the pain. Yohji was glad for this. He loved the boy much..but he couldn't stand to hear him whine. Carefully, he stood with the nakid boy in his arms and placed him on the soft, warm pallet by the fire. He had an idea, it wasn't a very nice one..but it would help Omi get used to it all. The tall blonde vanished into another room, and shortly returned with an item, which he soon slipped into the boy, whom grunted and rolled over. A grin of satisfaction appeared onto his lips. A glance was given about the room, the boy was asleep...he was still awake, what was there he could do? Yawning softly, he grabbed a pack of cigarettes and walked silently outside. His bare feet only making a feint noise on the hard wood floor. Once he was outside, he leaned over the railing of the porch, lit a cigarette, and inhaled. The night wasn't cold enough on his nude body to make him shiver...in fact, it was refreshing and felt good. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, the blue-white smoke exiting with it.
"I wonder how Aya and Ken are....for some reason..I'm not getting such good vibes. Maybe they ran into Schwarz or something" A shrug was given to follow his thoughts which were spoken aloud.
The blonde had almost finished his cigarette, when he heard the boy awaken with a startling, and painful scream of his name. Instantly he dropped the cigarette and rushed inside. When he saw what it was Omi had screamed about, he burst out into laughter.
"Yohji! This isn't funny! Get that thing away from me! IT WAS CRAWLING ON ME!" He gasped as the spider crawled about his blanket, which he was well away from.
"Oh Omi, it's just a bug." He managed to say between laughs.
The boy looked about, then finding one of his shoes near by, the smashed the little black spider as if it were a man with a knife to his throat. He sighed with releife, grunted, then glared up to his partner.
"I should hit you for that...that was NOT funny. What if it bit me?! There's not a hospital around for miles! What if I died?! And you think that it's FUNNY!"
This only doubled him over, tears forming in his eyes as he laughed. The kitten, a weiss member, an assasian...and murderer...afriad of a spider. Growing angry of his laughing at his fear, he picked up the shoe that he smushed the bug with and chunked it at Yohji, who was too busy laughing to notice. It smacked him right in the head, knocking him onto his back.
"HAH! Thats what you get for being so mean." Omi poked his tongue out and stood.
Grumbling, the man got to his knees and rubbed his head, watching Omi accend upstairs from the corner of his eyes. Again, he started to laugh..this time at how he was walking..or, more of waddling. The boy grunted and winced all the way up, and slammed the door to the room up there.
"He's in for a good surprise. I think He'll enjoy it though.." The man grinned and stood, still rubbing his head as he made his way towards the stairs.
Ken laid on top of his redhead partner, panting, sweating, and grinning the best he could. Aya's violet hued eyes locked upon Hidaka's for a moment before he started to place more teasing kisses upon the soccer players hot, wet neck. The brunett placed a hand on the others shoulder, grasping gently at his soft skin. Slender, pale fingers found their way into the boys bottem, which he gasped, and winced at. It had been a good hour or two since they started...and still they were not finished. As the digits moved about, Ken gasped through clentched teeth. Aya moved the kisses up, then to the boys lips to silence him, and hopefully take his mind off some pain. Unlike Omi, Ken was not new to this...but he still had problems taking the pain which he still hadn't goten used to. He was always left sore in the morning unfortunatly. Indeed the soft lips on his own helped relax him. He laid his brown head under the redheads chin, allowing him to continue with his teasing. He got the message and thrust his fingers in deeper, until he could reach no more. Hidaka whimpered softly and bit his lower lip. Aya gently rubbed his back with the other hand, knowing he hurt easily. Slowly he pulled the fingers out, then thrust them back in, and repeated until the boy was used to it for the time being and relaxed.
"Why..can't you be this nice around public...A-Aya?" Ken whispered softly.
"I'm not too sure myself...perhaps I don't want them walking all over me."
"I see.."
he sighed and burried his face into his hot chest. Blood, sweat, tears, every kind of wetness the human body could produce laid upon the bed sheets, and their own lower torsos. Ken shuddered as a surge ran through his body, and he spilled onto the other with a grunt. That was the fourth time that night..he was exhusted, and collasped completely onto Aya.
"I hurt all over...thats enough..." He complained in a sweet, tired tone.
Aya smiled and kissed his head gently while withdrawing the fingers, which were a bit red with blood. He winced at the site, not liking Ken to be hurt so bad. A nod was given in agreement, he'd had enough for the night..and he deserved rest.
Before Ken could even say a thing..he'd drifted off to sleep. Aya carefully slipped beneath him and headed for the shower, but casted a glance back to his lover...the angel. /You feel love too. You aren't a cold hearted bastard like they think you are...you cry like we do..like anyone does...they just don't understand like I do./ He smiled at the thought. That was Ken's confession to him..and the words would never be forgotten.
"You're right. I do feel love....I feel it strongly" And then he vanished into the bathroom.
The boy lay there on the mans chest..tears rolling freely down his pale little cheeks. He was crying in both pain and pleasure. Indeed, he'd been very much a virgin before he met the man...before he got to know him. Now that man was breaking him, slowly.
Yohji rubbed his pale partners bare back, cooing and whispering soft, loving things to him. He'd gotten out of control a bit, and hurt his boy. The grip of the kitten was just as powerful as a mans upon Yohji's arm. He couldn't be blamed though...it did usualy hurt a lot the first few times.
"You promised you wouldn't hurt me" Omi sobbed into his hot, bare chest.
"Ne, I'm sorry Omi. How many times must I say it? I truely didn't mean to.." The man sighed and continued rubbing his back.
"It hurts...worse than being cut or punched.." The kitten whispered, trying to calm himself.
Yohji gave no reply. Omi would have to get used to it. He was a Weiss member, they couldn't be blubbering babies.
Withen five minutes...Omi fell fast asleep. Fatigue ruled over the pain. Yohji was glad for this. He loved the boy much..but he couldn't stand to hear him whine. Carefully, he stood with the nakid boy in his arms and placed him on the soft, warm pallet by the fire. He had an idea, it wasn't a very nice one..but it would help Omi get used to it all. The tall blonde vanished into another room, and shortly returned with an item, which he soon slipped into the boy, whom grunted and rolled over. A grin of satisfaction appeared onto his lips. A glance was given about the room, the boy was asleep...he was still awake, what was there he could do? Yawning softly, he grabbed a pack of cigarettes and walked silently outside. His bare feet only making a feint noise on the hard wood floor. Once he was outside, he leaned over the railing of the porch, lit a cigarette, and inhaled. The night wasn't cold enough on his nude body to make him shiver...in fact, it was refreshing and felt good. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, the blue-white smoke exiting with it.
"I wonder how Aya and Ken are....for some reason..I'm not getting such good vibes. Maybe they ran into Schwarz or something" A shrug was given to follow his thoughts which were spoken aloud.
The blonde had almost finished his cigarette, when he heard the boy awaken with a startling, and painful scream of his name. Instantly he dropped the cigarette and rushed inside. When he saw what it was Omi had screamed about, he burst out into laughter.
"Yohji! This isn't funny! Get that thing away from me! IT WAS CRAWLING ON ME!" He gasped as the spider crawled about his blanket, which he was well away from.
"Oh Omi, it's just a bug." He managed to say between laughs.
The boy looked about, then finding one of his shoes near by, the smashed the little black spider as if it were a man with a knife to his throat. He sighed with releife, grunted, then glared up to his partner.
"I should hit you for that...that was NOT funny. What if it bit me?! There's not a hospital around for miles! What if I died?! And you think that it's FUNNY!"
This only doubled him over, tears forming in his eyes as he laughed. The kitten, a weiss member, an assasian...and murderer...afriad of a spider. Growing angry of his laughing at his fear, he picked up the shoe that he smushed the bug with and chunked it at Yohji, who was too busy laughing to notice. It smacked him right in the head, knocking him onto his back.
"HAH! Thats what you get for being so mean." Omi poked his tongue out and stood.
Grumbling, the man got to his knees and rubbed his head, watching Omi accend upstairs from the corner of his eyes. Again, he started to laugh..this time at how he was walking..or, more of waddling. The boy grunted and winced all the way up, and slammed the door to the room up there.
"He's in for a good surprise. I think He'll enjoy it though.." The man grinned and stood, still rubbing his head as he made his way towards the stairs.
Ken laid on top of his redhead partner, panting, sweating, and grinning the best he could. Aya's violet hued eyes locked upon Hidaka's for a moment before he started to place more teasing kisses upon the soccer players hot, wet neck. The brunett placed a hand on the others shoulder, grasping gently at his soft skin. Slender, pale fingers found their way into the boys bottem, which he gasped, and winced at. It had been a good hour or two since they started...and still they were not finished. As the digits moved about, Ken gasped through clentched teeth. Aya moved the kisses up, then to the boys lips to silence him, and hopefully take his mind off some pain. Unlike Omi, Ken was not new to this...but he still had problems taking the pain which he still hadn't goten used to. He was always left sore in the morning unfortunatly. Indeed the soft lips on his own helped relax him. He laid his brown head under the redheads chin, allowing him to continue with his teasing. He got the message and thrust his fingers in deeper, until he could reach no more. Hidaka whimpered softly and bit his lower lip. Aya gently rubbed his back with the other hand, knowing he hurt easily. Slowly he pulled the fingers out, then thrust them back in, and repeated until the boy was used to it for the time being and relaxed.
"Why..can't you be this nice around public...A-Aya?" Ken whispered softly.
"I'm not too sure myself...perhaps I don't want them walking all over me."
"I see.."
he sighed and burried his face into his hot chest. Blood, sweat, tears, every kind of wetness the human body could produce laid upon the bed sheets, and their own lower torsos. Ken shuddered as a surge ran through his body, and he spilled onto the other with a grunt. That was the fourth time that night..he was exhusted, and collasped completely onto Aya.
"I hurt all over...thats enough..." He complained in a sweet, tired tone.
Aya smiled and kissed his head gently while withdrawing the fingers, which were a bit red with blood. He winced at the site, not liking Ken to be hurt so bad. A nod was given in agreement, he'd had enough for the night..and he deserved rest.
Before Ken could even say a thing..he'd drifted off to sleep. Aya carefully slipped beneath him and headed for the shower, but casted a glance back to his lover...the angel. /You feel love too. You aren't a cold hearted bastard like they think you are...you cry like we do..like anyone does...they just don't understand like I do./ He smiled at the thought. That was Ken's confession to him..and the words would never be forgotten.
"You're right. I do feel love....I feel it strongly" And then he vanished into the bathroom.