Title: Sky fits Heaven
Author: Shadowmisteress
Author's Notes: They don't belong to me and they never will.. Koyasu is just tooo stubborn..Sorry took so long to upload this chapter. Its soooo long. hope u like it!
Farferello was consoling Schuldig who was sitting in his lap, head on his shoulder. His eyes wide open, tears flowing freely on to Farfie's bare shoulder while Farferello's stared into oblivion, thinking.
"He's..coming..h-he's coming.."
Schuldig's head felt heavy like about to explode and his body tensed in Farferello's embrace.
*
That night, the 2 men weren't able to sleep, Farferello tried to kiss Schuldig, but Schuldig wouldn't respond...he was like a marble statue, not responding, not talking.
When finally sleep took over their bodies, the 2 men were at the 2 ends of the bed not connected in any way.
*
Nagi had gone to receive Crawford and wasn't too happy about it, Bradley had inquired about all that had happened in his absence, about the missions, Nagi's school and especially his 2 other teammates..
"Farferello is being Farferello while Schuldig is always floating in oblivion and only seems alive when Farferello is around..."
"I see."
Crawford turned to look outside the window, glasses glinting in the sun and scenery whizzing by.
/// No one can take Schuldig away from me..not even you Farferello..///
*
Schuldig hadn't received Crawford on the door and Crawford had waited for Nagi to go to his room and locked Farferello's door. When 10 minutes passed by, he went towards Schuldig's room and kicked it open. Schuldig was on the floor, trembling. He locked the door.
Though weak, he had enough strength to restrain Schuldig on the bed.
"You shouldn't fight, Schu, You know you want this, You always did..from the very beginning, remember you were begging me to ravish you, begging me to give you a chance...don't you.."
Freeing Schuldig of his clothes, His hungry brown eyes roamed freely over his captive's lean and slender body allowing the quick surge of lust to coarse through him. He took in every curve, every sharp angle, and every inch of Schuldig's alluring form. He felt a wave of satisfaction mingle in with his raging lust as he beheld the glorious sight before him. He unbuckled his black pants but didn't take them off. Instead, he reached over and pushed back a few fiery locks of hair away from Schu's ethereal face. A fire full of lust and savagery ignited within Crawford as he slowly ran his fingers through the soft red hair and down soft skin. His erection pressed painfully against his clothing hardening even more as his hand continued its exploration. He watched in fascination as his fellow assassin began to respond to his touch. The slender body before him shivered and moved toward his caresses causing his mouth to water in anticipation.
Intrigued and incredibly aroused, Crawford quickly moved back and dispensed himself of his remaining garments. Free and unrestrained, his fierce arousal jutted upward already seeking release while Schuldig refused to look. He ran his hand down the redhead's smooth naked chest. Softly, he caressed each nipple before his hand traveled down further to a rock hard abdomen. A stab of pleasure rippled through Crawford as soft moans began to escape his prey's slightly parted lips.
"Do you like my touch, Schu?"
Crawford reached over and closed his hand gently over the other man's hard member and ever so slowly, began a rhythm. Up and down his hand moved in gentle strokes until the body beneath it began to arch and buckle. By now, Schuldig's breathing had become ragged and Crawford's own arousal was so hard that he thought he'd burst with the slightest touch.
Sticky clear fluid trailed over his fingers. Enthralled, Crawford rubbed the enticing secretion around the tip of Schuldig's member in slow circles and let his thumb slide back and forth around the small hole found there. The telepath's body buckled in response. Ragged moans filled the air and slender hands fisted tightly into the sheets as Schu neared release.
Crawford was nearly mad with desire and gave in to his needy thoughts. He pressed his face in between the redhead's thighs and the addictive aroma drove Brad wild and with the skill of the experienced, his mouth closed over the other assassin's erection. With the first stroke of his tongue, Bradley heard his captive's cry of pleasure and the sound raged through him like wildfire.
He was barely able to hold off his own climax as Schuldig's hard member throbbed in his mouth and then exploded in release. The redhead let out a loud moan mixed with stifled sobs as he spilled himself into Bradley's greedy mouth. Every drop was swallowed and enjoyed.
Desperate now for his own release and filled with a need beyond comprehension, Brad slid his toned body over his prey's sweat dampened form. He rubbed himself against the other's body and closed his eyes in ecstasy. Unable to hold anything back, Schuldich let out a moan of pure erotic bliss.
Brad moved against his helpless victim who was arching into him. Crawford trailed kisses down the telepath's slender neck leaving telltale signs of his bruising nips while Schuldig sobbed in the background. When his mouth reached the spot where neck and collarbone met, he left his mark there in vivid red.
"You're mine, Schuldig. Mine"
The body beneath him shivered and arched once again, reacting to the pleasure it was receiving. Bradley smiled as he lapped Schuldig's rose colored nipples enjoying with utter satisfaction the hisses and moans in the air. Hungrily, he brought the hardened nubs into his mouth twisting and suckling on them before releasing them. He relished the feeling of Schuldig's once again hard arousal against his thigh. He moved a bit to the left and gasped as their erections met and pressed against one another.
He crashed his lips against Schuldig's and left behind a bruised and bleeding lower lip. Crawford gently glided his index finger around and then into Schuldig's entrance. The redhead hissed in response to the invasion.
///Yes. You want this too, don't you?///
He smiled wickedly as he slowly pressed a second finger into Schu. He slipped a third finger in and began to slowly pump in and out seeking that special spot within the telepath. He knew he'd found it when Schuldig suddenly arched his back high and emitted a low cry.
Crawford was in agony now. His need for release almost feral. It was all he wanted. He lifted a long leg over his shoulder giving him a better angle and leaned closer to his redhead captive's face. And with one swift thrust, he buried himself into Schuldig's receptive body.
Twin cries echoed in the room, one of pleasure and the other of pain. Inflamed by the tightness surrounding him, Crawford's thrusts picked up speed not caring if Schuldig wasn't ready for the increase in pace. All that mattered was to quench his need to possess and lose himself into his so-called-lover's body.
Schuldig had before experienced such pleasure, such pain. It pulsated throughout his body driving him to the brink of madness. Faster and harder, Brad plunged into Schuldig, hitting the redhead's prostrate with every savage thrust. His animalistic moans intermingled with his captive's. Schuldig's legs wrapped around his waist and Brad found himself reaching forward to bring the slender man's body closer to his own. In and out he moved until Brad felt Schuldig stiffen within his arms.
Schuldig cried out and buckled in his embrace. Spurts of hot semen covered their bellies and Crawford growled in satisfaction. Muscles tightened around his hard erection wrenching a gasp from him. He rammed into his captive one last time and cried out as he filled Schuldig with his seed and his body shattered into a million pieces.
Bradley lay there, exhausted and completely sated, one thought echoed in his dazed mind.
///You'll never win Farferello... NEVER!///
*
Farferello had climbed out of the ventilation duct and rushed to Schuldig's room. He knew something was wrong, when he was about to turn the knob, the door clicked open and Crawford stepped out adjusting his suit with a uncharacteristic smirk on his face, when he saw Farferello, he didn't show any signs of fear, just walked towards his room throwing over his shoulder.
"You'll have to deal with me later.."
*
When Farferello opened the door, he saw a trembling Schuldig wrapped in a sheet, hair poking everywhere, only traces of tears running down pale cheeks, blood-shot eyes and so-called-love-bites trailing from neck to collarbone.
"he's b-back...h-he'ss back."
Schuldig fainted.
TBC?
Author: Shadowmisteress
Author's Notes: They don't belong to me and they never will.. Koyasu is just tooo stubborn..Sorry took so long to upload this chapter. Its soooo long. hope u like it!
Farferello was consoling Schuldig who was sitting in his lap, head on his shoulder. His eyes wide open, tears flowing freely on to Farfie's bare shoulder while Farferello's stared into oblivion, thinking.
"He's..coming..h-he's coming.."
Schuldig's head felt heavy like about to explode and his body tensed in Farferello's embrace.
*
That night, the 2 men weren't able to sleep, Farferello tried to kiss Schuldig, but Schuldig wouldn't respond...he was like a marble statue, not responding, not talking.
When finally sleep took over their bodies, the 2 men were at the 2 ends of the bed not connected in any way.
*
Nagi had gone to receive Crawford and wasn't too happy about it, Bradley had inquired about all that had happened in his absence, about the missions, Nagi's school and especially his 2 other teammates..
"Farferello is being Farferello while Schuldig is always floating in oblivion and only seems alive when Farferello is around..."
"I see."
Crawford turned to look outside the window, glasses glinting in the sun and scenery whizzing by.
/// No one can take Schuldig away from me..not even you Farferello..///
*
Schuldig hadn't received Crawford on the door and Crawford had waited for Nagi to go to his room and locked Farferello's door. When 10 minutes passed by, he went towards Schuldig's room and kicked it open. Schuldig was on the floor, trembling. He locked the door.
Though weak, he had enough strength to restrain Schuldig on the bed.
"You shouldn't fight, Schu, You know you want this, You always did..from the very beginning, remember you were begging me to ravish you, begging me to give you a chance...don't you.."
Freeing Schuldig of his clothes, His hungry brown eyes roamed freely over his captive's lean and slender body allowing the quick surge of lust to coarse through him. He took in every curve, every sharp angle, and every inch of Schuldig's alluring form. He felt a wave of satisfaction mingle in with his raging lust as he beheld the glorious sight before him. He unbuckled his black pants but didn't take them off. Instead, he reached over and pushed back a few fiery locks of hair away from Schu's ethereal face. A fire full of lust and savagery ignited within Crawford as he slowly ran his fingers through the soft red hair and down soft skin. His erection pressed painfully against his clothing hardening even more as his hand continued its exploration. He watched in fascination as his fellow assassin began to respond to his touch. The slender body before him shivered and moved toward his caresses causing his mouth to water in anticipation.
Intrigued and incredibly aroused, Crawford quickly moved back and dispensed himself of his remaining garments. Free and unrestrained, his fierce arousal jutted upward already seeking release while Schuldig refused to look. He ran his hand down the redhead's smooth naked chest. Softly, he caressed each nipple before his hand traveled down further to a rock hard abdomen. A stab of pleasure rippled through Crawford as soft moans began to escape his prey's slightly parted lips.
"Do you like my touch, Schu?"
Crawford reached over and closed his hand gently over the other man's hard member and ever so slowly, began a rhythm. Up and down his hand moved in gentle strokes until the body beneath it began to arch and buckle. By now, Schuldig's breathing had become ragged and Crawford's own arousal was so hard that he thought he'd burst with the slightest touch.
Sticky clear fluid trailed over his fingers. Enthralled, Crawford rubbed the enticing secretion around the tip of Schuldig's member in slow circles and let his thumb slide back and forth around the small hole found there. The telepath's body buckled in response. Ragged moans filled the air and slender hands fisted tightly into the sheets as Schu neared release.
Crawford was nearly mad with desire and gave in to his needy thoughts. He pressed his face in between the redhead's thighs and the addictive aroma drove Brad wild and with the skill of the experienced, his mouth closed over the other assassin's erection. With the first stroke of his tongue, Bradley heard his captive's cry of pleasure and the sound raged through him like wildfire.
He was barely able to hold off his own climax as Schuldig's hard member throbbed in his mouth and then exploded in release. The redhead let out a loud moan mixed with stifled sobs as he spilled himself into Bradley's greedy mouth. Every drop was swallowed and enjoyed.
Desperate now for his own release and filled with a need beyond comprehension, Brad slid his toned body over his prey's sweat dampened form. He rubbed himself against the other's body and closed his eyes in ecstasy. Unable to hold anything back, Schuldich let out a moan of pure erotic bliss.
Brad moved against his helpless victim who was arching into him. Crawford trailed kisses down the telepath's slender neck leaving telltale signs of his bruising nips while Schuldig sobbed in the background. When his mouth reached the spot where neck and collarbone met, he left his mark there in vivid red.
"You're mine, Schuldig. Mine"
The body beneath him shivered and arched once again, reacting to the pleasure it was receiving. Bradley smiled as he lapped Schuldig's rose colored nipples enjoying with utter satisfaction the hisses and moans in the air. Hungrily, he brought the hardened nubs into his mouth twisting and suckling on them before releasing them. He relished the feeling of Schuldig's once again hard arousal against his thigh. He moved a bit to the left and gasped as their erections met and pressed against one another.
He crashed his lips against Schuldig's and left behind a bruised and bleeding lower lip. Crawford gently glided his index finger around and then into Schuldig's entrance. The redhead hissed in response to the invasion.
///Yes. You want this too, don't you?///
He smiled wickedly as he slowly pressed a second finger into Schu. He slipped a third finger in and began to slowly pump in and out seeking that special spot within the telepath. He knew he'd found it when Schuldig suddenly arched his back high and emitted a low cry.
Crawford was in agony now. His need for release almost feral. It was all he wanted. He lifted a long leg over his shoulder giving him a better angle and leaned closer to his redhead captive's face. And with one swift thrust, he buried himself into Schuldig's receptive body.
Twin cries echoed in the room, one of pleasure and the other of pain. Inflamed by the tightness surrounding him, Crawford's thrusts picked up speed not caring if Schuldig wasn't ready for the increase in pace. All that mattered was to quench his need to possess and lose himself into his so-called-lover's body.
Schuldig had before experienced such pleasure, such pain. It pulsated throughout his body driving him to the brink of madness. Faster and harder, Brad plunged into Schuldig, hitting the redhead's prostrate with every savage thrust. His animalistic moans intermingled with his captive's. Schuldig's legs wrapped around his waist and Brad found himself reaching forward to bring the slender man's body closer to his own. In and out he moved until Brad felt Schuldig stiffen within his arms.
Schuldig cried out and buckled in his embrace. Spurts of hot semen covered their bellies and Crawford growled in satisfaction. Muscles tightened around his hard erection wrenching a gasp from him. He rammed into his captive one last time and cried out as he filled Schuldig with his seed and his body shattered into a million pieces.
Bradley lay there, exhausted and completely sated, one thought echoed in his dazed mind.
///You'll never win Farferello... NEVER!///
*
Farferello had climbed out of the ventilation duct and rushed to Schuldig's room. He knew something was wrong, when he was about to turn the knob, the door clicked open and Crawford stepped out adjusting his suit with a uncharacteristic smirk on his face, when he saw Farferello, he didn't show any signs of fear, just walked towards his room throwing over his shoulder.
"You'll have to deal with me later.."
*
When Farferello opened the door, he saw a trembling Schuldig wrapped in a sheet, hair poking everywhere, only traces of tears running down pale cheeks, blood-shot eyes and so-called-love-bites trailing from neck to collarbone.
"he's b-back...h-he'ss back."
Schuldig fainted.
TBC?