Ah ha! The long awaited lemon scene. Sorry for keeping you people waiting for so long. I had to finish school, then problems started to arrise as soon as Summer got here. Plus I just haven't been in the mood for writing. One of my horses recently died, of liver cancer. We didn't see the signs until it was too late. So, yeah, it took a bit to get back into the spirit of writing.
But here we go ^_^
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Zidane slowly pulled away, out of breath, and put his finger to his lips. Did that really just happen? Zidane looked up at Blank. Blank smiled down at him and Zidane felt butterflies in his stomach.
"Zidane, if you don't want to do this, you don't have to." Zidane looked up at Blank shocked. Why would he think he didn't want it? Sure he was nervous but this would be his first time. Ever.
Zidane shook his head and sat in Blank's lap. Blank put his arms around Zidane's back so he wouldn't fall backwards. Blank jumped as he felt Zidane's tail slither up his leg. He cocked and eyebrow and looked slyly at Zidane. Zidane blushed and went to remove his tail, but before he could Blank took a hold of his tail and slowly brushed his fingertips over the edge. Zidane went stiff and his breathing picked up a pace. Blank noticed this and brought Zidane's tail to his lips. He kissed the tip of his tail and noticed the way Zidane let his head fall back. Blank admired Zidane's face in this moment. Zidane's mouth was open his eyes tightly closed. Every once in a while Zidane's tongue would run out and wet his dry lips. Blank closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't want the fun to end too soon.
Zidane noticed that the onslaught on his tail had ended, and he picked up his head to see what Blank was doing. This was exactly what Blank wanted for as soon as he realized Zidane was watching he took the whole tip of Zidane's tail into his mouth. Zidane bit his lip as he watched Blank. Blank would every once in a while let the tail fall from his mouth as he'd place little licks on the end and little nips here and there.
"Blankā¦please.." Zidane didn't exactly know what he was pleading for, but obviously Blank did. Blank smiled and released his tail. Zidane moaned at the loss of the feeling but then noticed Blank's hand roaming all over his body, to try and get his clothes off. Zidane would chuckle when he noticed Blank's frustrated face at one of his many various clasps or buckles.
Soon, all his articles of clothing were gone and there was nothing between them but Blank's pants. Blank went to take them off, but Zidane beat him too it. After Blank's pants were removed there was nothing between them. Zidane took in a breath at the sight of Blank. Sure he had seen him once or twice, but never in this state. He ran his fingers up Blank once, and heard Blank hiss though his teeth. Zidane looked up to see Blank's face a mask of pleasure and figured it was ok to go on. He bent down and let the tip of his tongue touch the head. Again he heard Blank hiss, this time though there was a catch in his breath. Zidane looked down and thought to himself 'It's now or never,' and took Blank's whole member into his mouth.
"Ah! Zi-," he was cut off as Zidane scraped his teeth against the head. Blank's head thrashed side to side on his pillow and his fingers thread themselves into Zidane's hair. Zidane went on, doing the same things Blank did to his tail, to Blank, but on a much larger scale. Suddenly he felt Blank tug his head upwards and complied letting Blank slip from his mouth. Blank sat up and got off the bed leaving a very confused Zidane.
"I'll be right back I'm just looking for some hand lotion or something." Zidane was puzzled, 'What, is he afraid of getting dry hands??' When Blank came back he had a small tube of hand lotion and he sat back on the bed. "Ok, roll over, it'll make it easier."
Zidane nodded, and rolled over onto his stomach, wondering what now? Soon he felt Blank's finger with cold lotion on it slip into him from behind. Zidane moaned, though the feeling was awkward it felt good. Soon a second finger was added as Blank prepared him. After the third finger was worked in, all of the fingers retreated. He then felt something larger placed at his entrance. He then noticed Blank's whispering in his ear, from his position above him.
"This may hurt for a bit, but it'll get better. Do you trust me?" Zidane nodded, not trusting himself to speak. He felt Blank push all the way in, in one quick thrust. Both boys stayed still after that. The only noise was their harsh breathing. Zidane nodded when he felt he could go on, and Blank started a slow rhythm. Zidane let out a breathy moan. This was amazing, the feel of it, at first sure it was slightly uncomfortable, but as soon as he adjusted pleasure hit non stop.
Zidane's eyes flew open and he almost let out a yell. On that last thrust Blank had hit a bundle of nerves and it sent white heat all through Zidane's body. He then felt that white heat shoot through all of his nerves and then it was over. He let go, this time not holding back his yell.
Blank felt Zidane clamp down around him and this brought him to the edge as well. He let out a primal (A/N: No pun) growl and released into Zidane. He fell to the side, pulling out at the same time, so as not to hurt Zidane. He looked over to Zidane to see him almost asleep already. He smiled and pulled him close. Both boys letting sleep claim them.
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*hides under the couch* Okay flame me all you want, it sucked I know it. Yeah, I dunno, I think this might be a good ending to the story, add a little ending chapter and then be done, I dunno. Can't think of too much else to write on it. Errrr yeah, well gotta go everybody! Please R/R ^__^ Thankies
