Title: Sky fits Heaven
Author: Shadowmisteress
Author's Notes: They don't belong to me and they never will.. Koyasu is just tooo stubborn.Thank you Yass for telling me the right spelling for Schuldig.. I made corrections as you see..
/WORDS/ ---- Schuldig's thoughts //WORDS// ---- Farferello's thoughts
A week later, no one thought much of the attack by the Irish and went about on their daily lives, except for Schuldig, he was now the leader of Schwarz while Crawford was recovering. Last night, they had been on a mission to kill one of Takatori's executives who was thought to have been supplying the police with information of Taketori's shady dealings. The mission was successful and all the evidence dealt with, the members arrived home in their Mercedes in the dark of the night. Nagi went into his room as soon as they arrived for he had school the next day, while Schuldig and Farferello retired into the comfortable couch and watched a bit of T.V, not a word said between the pair. Farferello stifled another yawn.
"Why don't you go to your room now, Farfie.. Get some rest, we had a long day.."
Schuldig was leaning over Farferello to take the remote when Farferello's strong naked arms encircled him and pressed Schuldig into his chest, their faces inches apart covered partially by a cascade of red hair.
"F-f-Farferello.."
//WHAT IS HE DOING??//
"I want you, Schugy.."
He suddenly kissed Schuldig not aggressively as he expected it to be but a gentle kiss just like a light breeze on a summers day, his tongue slowly licking Schuldig's pink lips asking permission to feel and taste the red- heads mouth. Schuldig didn't know how to react to this gentle behavior for he had always been a medium for aggressiveness; he allowed the Irish's tongue to explore his mouth. When he was just beginning to respond, Farferello stopped..
"Schugy, you aren't ready for me.. It would be good if you thought about this first.."
He left the room; he left behind a very confused German.
*
Farferello closed the door behind him; the moonlight flitted thru the window, thru its cracks and formed many beams of moonlight on the floor. He sat himself down on the cold ceramic floor.
/I should have had him right then and there..Right there on the couch../
He stared into the oblivion all the while like a knife with his dried blood on it..
/..But look at the dark side.. I made God cry by giving love to the one he hates, the one he is punishing..MY Schugy..NOT Brads..NOT anyone's..All MINE!! /
TBC?
Author: Shadowmisteress
Author's Notes: They don't belong to me and they never will.. Koyasu is just tooo stubborn.Thank you Yass for telling me the right spelling for Schuldig.. I made corrections as you see..
/WORDS/ ---- Schuldig's thoughts //WORDS// ---- Farferello's thoughts
A week later, no one thought much of the attack by the Irish and went about on their daily lives, except for Schuldig, he was now the leader of Schwarz while Crawford was recovering. Last night, they had been on a mission to kill one of Takatori's executives who was thought to have been supplying the police with information of Taketori's shady dealings. The mission was successful and all the evidence dealt with, the members arrived home in their Mercedes in the dark of the night. Nagi went into his room as soon as they arrived for he had school the next day, while Schuldig and Farferello retired into the comfortable couch and watched a bit of T.V, not a word said between the pair. Farferello stifled another yawn.
"Why don't you go to your room now, Farfie.. Get some rest, we had a long day.."
Schuldig was leaning over Farferello to take the remote when Farferello's strong naked arms encircled him and pressed Schuldig into his chest, their faces inches apart covered partially by a cascade of red hair.
"F-f-Farferello.."
//WHAT IS HE DOING??//
"I want you, Schugy.."
He suddenly kissed Schuldig not aggressively as he expected it to be but a gentle kiss just like a light breeze on a summers day, his tongue slowly licking Schuldig's pink lips asking permission to feel and taste the red- heads mouth. Schuldig didn't know how to react to this gentle behavior for he had always been a medium for aggressiveness; he allowed the Irish's tongue to explore his mouth. When he was just beginning to respond, Farferello stopped..
"Schugy, you aren't ready for me.. It would be good if you thought about this first.."
He left the room; he left behind a very confused German.
*
Farferello closed the door behind him; the moonlight flitted thru the window, thru its cracks and formed many beams of moonlight on the floor. He sat himself down on the cold ceramic floor.
/I should have had him right then and there..Right there on the couch../
He stared into the oblivion all the while like a knife with his dried blood on it..
/..But look at the dark side.. I made God cry by giving love to the one he hates, the one he is punishing..MY Schugy..NOT Brads..NOT anyone's..All MINE!! /
TBC?