Well...I guess I should start off by apologizing for that last chapter. I'm sure you all were expecting a lemon. Well, Unaspirality has only written 1 lemon in her days and believe me it wasn't pretty. It was Yuki/Shuichi from Gravitation, and it was absolutely horrid. Trust me, I know. If you want to see how much my writing has changed in the last couple of years, I'd tell you to go read my first lemon (which also happened to be my first fic) but ffnet took it down, and I didn't have it saved anywhere, so I don't have any proof of that lemon. Actually I did submit it to the site, 'In the Moonlight' (I think that's what it's called) but, they moved their page, and I don't think that it's up anymore. Anyway, I do hope that this fic will lead to a lemon. (A much better one.)
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"No, Yohji. That's not what I mean. To answer your question from before, no, I haven't had sex with a man. I'm scared."
"Ken, let me assure you, there is nothing to be afraid of. I'm not going to hurt you. Yes, it will hurt at first, because it's your first time, but it will get sooooooooooooo good after that. I promise."
"But I don't understand, Yohji. You've barely spoken to me since I got us thrown out of that French place. And now all of a sudden, you're all over me. What do you want?"
"I already told you Ken. I want you. I want your body. I want to be inside you. I want your heart to belong to me, and me alone. As that guy Gackt says, kuyashii kurai ni kimi ni hamatteru no ni (1). You make me feel alive inside. You've woken up things so deep inside of me, that they were dead. I didn't think anyone could make me feel like she did. I loved her so much, and then I lost her, only to find her again, and have to kill her. You have made me want to live again. I want to spend every waking moment in your arms. We work together, we kill together, we live together, and we're best friends. But that's not enough for me. I want to be the man that you love."
"Then why haven't you said anything about another date? You say that you want to spend every moment with me, and you never said anything that would make me think that you even wanted to go out with me again. You made me think that you didn't want me."
"I guess I felt like I was pressuring you to date me, and that's why you ruined our date. I mean, you didn't seem too enthusiastic about the date, and then you didn't like the food I ordered, you spilled your wine, and tripped the waiter. I didn't think you really wanted me."
"Yohji, how could you think that? I was so nervous, cause I wanted you to like me. I went out and bought those new clothes, cause I wanted to impress you. I was so afraid that I wouldn't be enough for you. I thought that boring old Ken wouldn't be enough to satisfy you."
"Not enough, Ken?" Yohji smoothed Ken's hair, then gently ran his fingers through the slightly messy brown mop. He grabbed Ken's hand, and pushed it hard against his groin. "You could never, be not enough. I want you. I need you. You do this to me, Ken." Ken looked down, shielding his eyes from Yohji. "You are the first thing that I think of when I get out of bed, and the last thing that I think of before I crawl into it. You're my reason for breathing. Look at me, Ken." Yohji tilted Ken's head up, so that he could see the younger man's eyes.
They stared at each other for a few short minutes. Then Ken threw his arms around Yohji, and pulled him as close as possible. The two men clung at each other. Yohji then brought his face back a few inches so that he could see his friend's face. He tilted Ken's chin up a few degrees, and bent down to steal a kiss.
Now that Ken knew that Yohji was serious about him, he was more than happy to allow the older man access to the inside of his mouth. Yohji's skilled hands touched all the right places as they played across Ken's tanned skin. Yohji pulled at Ken's shirt until it ripped open, not even bothering to break the kiss to slip it over the brunette's head. He touched every inch of skin available to him. Yohji worked at both nipples, rolling them so tight, Ken thought he would burst.
The taller assassin's fingers stumbled at the button on Ken's jeans, but finally got them to open. He wrapped his arms around the younger boy, and pulled him into a tight embrace. Ken was now straddling Yohji, his shirt hanging from his arms, and his jeans wide open. Yohji, on the other hand, was still fully clothed. Which really wasn't saying much for the playboy, who was wearing tight leather pants, and a crop top that zipped up the front.
Ken broke the kiss, and looked deep into his friend's eyes. "I want you so bad, Yohji." Ken bent forward, and playfully licked at Yohji's ear. "Please, let me see you."
Yohji leaned backward, so that he was the one lying down, and Ken sat on top of the older man, his legs to either side of Yohji's body. Ken slowly began to drag the zipper of his teammate's shirt down, but then he stopped.
He rearranged himself so that he was between Yohji's legs, and placed his arms on the cushion beside Yohji's body. He leaned down, and grasped the zipper between his teeth, and began to pull down. After a couple agonizing seconds, the shirt finally opened, and Ken began placing soft kisses onto Yohji's chest.
Yohji moaned, and writhed under the younger boy's touch. Yohji never expected inexperienced Ken, to be so very good at this. Ken gave up on the kisses, and began to very slowly lick his way down Yohji's body. He traced Yohji's belly button with his tongue. The blonde shook with anticipation of things yet to come.
Ken, then plunged his tongue into Yohji's bellybutton. Yohji bucked violently. He desperately wanted to be inside of Ken. He wanted to do the very things that Ken was doing to him now. He wanted to give Ken such pleasure, that he'd never even look at another person. And perhaps Ken realized this, as he once again placed a trail of soft kisses up Yohji's torso, and licked at his friend's ear. "Do you want me Yohji?" Ken whispered in a sultry voice.
Yohji gasped, and quivered from need. "Yes. Yes, Ken. I want you so bad!"
Ken chuckled to himself, as the poor playboy seemed to be loosing control. It's not something you see everyday. "Then take me."
Yohji needed no more instruction. He placed his hands on Ken's hips, picked him up, and placed him back on the couch. He then opened his own pants, and with some effort, managed to pull them off.
Ken wasn't surprised to see that Yohji was not wearing any boxers. Ken was even less surprised to see that the older man was fully aroused.
Yohji moved back to the couch, and pulled off Ken's jeans and boxers for him. Then took a moment to worship the beauty that was truly Ken. The younger man began to blush under such a gaze. Yohji arranged himself once again, between Ken's legs, and bent down to whisper in his ear. "You're beautiful, baby." Ken shivered. "Are you sure this is what you want, Ken?"
Ken didn't hesitate to answer, "I want you, Yohji. Please don't leave me here like this."
"I wouldn't dream of it." Yohji reached for his pants, and pulled out a small tube. He took the cap off, and spread some of the cool gel-like goop onto his finger. He reached down between Ken's legs, and Ken squeezed his eyes shut tight. "Ken. You need to open your eyes. I'm not going to do this with you pretending you're somewhere else. You stay here with me, baby. I love you. Open your eyes, trust me, it'll be okay."
Slowly Ken opened his eyes, and began to relax. Yohji leaned forward, and kissed Ken, deep and hard. Then he carefully inserted his finger into Ken's tight, hot ring. The younger man broke the kiss, and bucked his hips. Yohji held Ken down tight, and slowly inserted another finger. Ken cried out from the pain, as Yohji began a scissors-like motion with his fingers. "Shhhh. It's okay, baby. Relax. It's going to get better, I promise."
"Yohji, it hurts so bad."
"I know, Ken. Just hang in there. The worst is almost over."
"Just do it, Yohji. I don't think I can take much more of this slowness."
Yohji withdrew his fingers, and then began to coat himself with the lubricant. When we was done, he threw the tube to the floor, and repositioned himself. "Are you ready, Ken?" The younger man nodded, and with that, Yohji slowly began to push himself into Ken's hot body.
Ken was so nervous that he bucked his hips, and then slammed back down, taking Yohji completely inside of him in one swift thrust. Ken screamed out from the pain, clutching at his lover's shoulders. Then white flashed behind his eyes as he felt a wave of pure pleasure wash over him. He'd never felt anything so incredible like this. As Yohji began to pull himself back out again, Ken once again, slammed his hips back down onto Yohji's lap, seeing white once again. The soccer player moaned, and screamed Yohji's name.
"Ken, go slow. It's your first time. You'll be sore in the morning."
"Yohji, I love you. Please, motto hayaku."
Yohji quickened his pace, and slammed into Ken harder and harder with each thrust of his hips. He was getting close, and it became harder and harder to hold on to control. Yohji trust forward into Ken as hard and as deep as he could. Ken cried out as a burst of pleasure exploded deep within him, and hot semen hit Yohji's stomach. Watching Ken climax was too much, and Yohji could no longer hang on. He too came hot and hard, filling his younger lover with more cum then he thought was ever possible.
Ken held Yohji tight to his body, as both men rode the last few waves of pleasure. "Yohji, does this mean that we'll be going on a second date?"
Yohji smiled, and tried not to laugh. "I think so, Kenken."
"Good, I like dates with you. I love you, Yo-tan." Ken drifted off to sleep.
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(1) "kuyashii kurai ni kimi ni hamatteru no ni" Gackt says in Vanilla. According to it means, "It's almost embarrassing I've fallen for you." You should go there, it's simply genius. Of course you should only go there if you want to read more about Gackt, otherwise, I guess it's kinda pointless for you to go there. Anyway,
OMG!!!!!!!!!!! I did it! I wrote a lemon. I only had the part where Yohji was telling Ken that he could never be not enough written out when I sat down to type it up today. I was just hoping to be moved to write more, and instead...I wrote a lemon...wow...Um...like I said, it's been a while since I've written anything so citrisy, so I would really appreciate any feed back that you're willing to give. Tell me what I did wrong, tell me what you liked, tell me how horrid I am, tell me how much you love me, I don't care!! Just let me know how I did!!
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"No, Yohji. That's not what I mean. To answer your question from before, no, I haven't had sex with a man. I'm scared."
"Ken, let me assure you, there is nothing to be afraid of. I'm not going to hurt you. Yes, it will hurt at first, because it's your first time, but it will get sooooooooooooo good after that. I promise."
"But I don't understand, Yohji. You've barely spoken to me since I got us thrown out of that French place. And now all of a sudden, you're all over me. What do you want?"
"I already told you Ken. I want you. I want your body. I want to be inside you. I want your heart to belong to me, and me alone. As that guy Gackt says, kuyashii kurai ni kimi ni hamatteru no ni (1). You make me feel alive inside. You've woken up things so deep inside of me, that they were dead. I didn't think anyone could make me feel like she did. I loved her so much, and then I lost her, only to find her again, and have to kill her. You have made me want to live again. I want to spend every waking moment in your arms. We work together, we kill together, we live together, and we're best friends. But that's not enough for me. I want to be the man that you love."
"Then why haven't you said anything about another date? You say that you want to spend every moment with me, and you never said anything that would make me think that you even wanted to go out with me again. You made me think that you didn't want me."
"I guess I felt like I was pressuring you to date me, and that's why you ruined our date. I mean, you didn't seem too enthusiastic about the date, and then you didn't like the food I ordered, you spilled your wine, and tripped the waiter. I didn't think you really wanted me."
"Yohji, how could you think that? I was so nervous, cause I wanted you to like me. I went out and bought those new clothes, cause I wanted to impress you. I was so afraid that I wouldn't be enough for you. I thought that boring old Ken wouldn't be enough to satisfy you."
"Not enough, Ken?" Yohji smoothed Ken's hair, then gently ran his fingers through the slightly messy brown mop. He grabbed Ken's hand, and pushed it hard against his groin. "You could never, be not enough. I want you. I need you. You do this to me, Ken." Ken looked down, shielding his eyes from Yohji. "You are the first thing that I think of when I get out of bed, and the last thing that I think of before I crawl into it. You're my reason for breathing. Look at me, Ken." Yohji tilted Ken's head up, so that he could see the younger man's eyes.
They stared at each other for a few short minutes. Then Ken threw his arms around Yohji, and pulled him as close as possible. The two men clung at each other. Yohji then brought his face back a few inches so that he could see his friend's face. He tilted Ken's chin up a few degrees, and bent down to steal a kiss.
Now that Ken knew that Yohji was serious about him, he was more than happy to allow the older man access to the inside of his mouth. Yohji's skilled hands touched all the right places as they played across Ken's tanned skin. Yohji pulled at Ken's shirt until it ripped open, not even bothering to break the kiss to slip it over the brunette's head. He touched every inch of skin available to him. Yohji worked at both nipples, rolling them so tight, Ken thought he would burst.
The taller assassin's fingers stumbled at the button on Ken's jeans, but finally got them to open. He wrapped his arms around the younger boy, and pulled him into a tight embrace. Ken was now straddling Yohji, his shirt hanging from his arms, and his jeans wide open. Yohji, on the other hand, was still fully clothed. Which really wasn't saying much for the playboy, who was wearing tight leather pants, and a crop top that zipped up the front.
Ken broke the kiss, and looked deep into his friend's eyes. "I want you so bad, Yohji." Ken bent forward, and playfully licked at Yohji's ear. "Please, let me see you."
Yohji leaned backward, so that he was the one lying down, and Ken sat on top of the older man, his legs to either side of Yohji's body. Ken slowly began to drag the zipper of his teammate's shirt down, but then he stopped.
He rearranged himself so that he was between Yohji's legs, and placed his arms on the cushion beside Yohji's body. He leaned down, and grasped the zipper between his teeth, and began to pull down. After a couple agonizing seconds, the shirt finally opened, and Ken began placing soft kisses onto Yohji's chest.
Yohji moaned, and writhed under the younger boy's touch. Yohji never expected inexperienced Ken, to be so very good at this. Ken gave up on the kisses, and began to very slowly lick his way down Yohji's body. He traced Yohji's belly button with his tongue. The blonde shook with anticipation of things yet to come.
Ken, then plunged his tongue into Yohji's bellybutton. Yohji bucked violently. He desperately wanted to be inside of Ken. He wanted to do the very things that Ken was doing to him now. He wanted to give Ken such pleasure, that he'd never even look at another person. And perhaps Ken realized this, as he once again placed a trail of soft kisses up Yohji's torso, and licked at his friend's ear. "Do you want me Yohji?" Ken whispered in a sultry voice.
Yohji gasped, and quivered from need. "Yes. Yes, Ken. I want you so bad!"
Ken chuckled to himself, as the poor playboy seemed to be loosing control. It's not something you see everyday. "Then take me."
Yohji needed no more instruction. He placed his hands on Ken's hips, picked him up, and placed him back on the couch. He then opened his own pants, and with some effort, managed to pull them off.
Ken wasn't surprised to see that Yohji was not wearing any boxers. Ken was even less surprised to see that the older man was fully aroused.
Yohji moved back to the couch, and pulled off Ken's jeans and boxers for him. Then took a moment to worship the beauty that was truly Ken. The younger man began to blush under such a gaze. Yohji arranged himself once again, between Ken's legs, and bent down to whisper in his ear. "You're beautiful, baby." Ken shivered. "Are you sure this is what you want, Ken?"
Ken didn't hesitate to answer, "I want you, Yohji. Please don't leave me here like this."
"I wouldn't dream of it." Yohji reached for his pants, and pulled out a small tube. He took the cap off, and spread some of the cool gel-like goop onto his finger. He reached down between Ken's legs, and Ken squeezed his eyes shut tight. "Ken. You need to open your eyes. I'm not going to do this with you pretending you're somewhere else. You stay here with me, baby. I love you. Open your eyes, trust me, it'll be okay."
Slowly Ken opened his eyes, and began to relax. Yohji leaned forward, and kissed Ken, deep and hard. Then he carefully inserted his finger into Ken's tight, hot ring. The younger man broke the kiss, and bucked his hips. Yohji held Ken down tight, and slowly inserted another finger. Ken cried out from the pain, as Yohji began a scissors-like motion with his fingers. "Shhhh. It's okay, baby. Relax. It's going to get better, I promise."
"Yohji, it hurts so bad."
"I know, Ken. Just hang in there. The worst is almost over."
"Just do it, Yohji. I don't think I can take much more of this slowness."
Yohji withdrew his fingers, and then began to coat himself with the lubricant. When we was done, he threw the tube to the floor, and repositioned himself. "Are you ready, Ken?" The younger man nodded, and with that, Yohji slowly began to push himself into Ken's hot body.
Ken was so nervous that he bucked his hips, and then slammed back down, taking Yohji completely inside of him in one swift thrust. Ken screamed out from the pain, clutching at his lover's shoulders. Then white flashed behind his eyes as he felt a wave of pure pleasure wash over him. He'd never felt anything so incredible like this. As Yohji began to pull himself back out again, Ken once again, slammed his hips back down onto Yohji's lap, seeing white once again. The soccer player moaned, and screamed Yohji's name.
"Ken, go slow. It's your first time. You'll be sore in the morning."
"Yohji, I love you. Please, motto hayaku."
Yohji quickened his pace, and slammed into Ken harder and harder with each thrust of his hips. He was getting close, and it became harder and harder to hold on to control. Yohji trust forward into Ken as hard and as deep as he could. Ken cried out as a burst of pleasure exploded deep within him, and hot semen hit Yohji's stomach. Watching Ken climax was too much, and Yohji could no longer hang on. He too came hot and hard, filling his younger lover with more cum then he thought was ever possible.
Ken held Yohji tight to his body, as both men rode the last few waves of pleasure. "Yohji, does this mean that we'll be going on a second date?"
Yohji smiled, and tried not to laugh. "I think so, Kenken."
"Good, I like dates with you. I love you, Yo-tan." Ken drifted off to sleep.
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(1) "kuyashii kurai ni kimi ni hamatteru no ni" Gackt says in Vanilla. According to it means, "It's almost embarrassing I've fallen for you." You should go there, it's simply genius. Of course you should only go there if you want to read more about Gackt, otherwise, I guess it's kinda pointless for you to go there. Anyway,
OMG!!!!!!!!!!! I did it! I wrote a lemon. I only had the part where Yohji was telling Ken that he could never be not enough written out when I sat down to type it up today. I was just hoping to be moved to write more, and instead...I wrote a lemon...wow...Um...like I said, it's been a while since I've written anything so citrisy, so I would really appreciate any feed back that you're willing to give. Tell me what I did wrong, tell me what you liked, tell me how horrid I am, tell me how much you love me, I don't care!! Just let me know how I did!!