Draco: Ooki! Before I get started! My brain wasn't up to a lemon, but I didn't want to keep you waiting on the next chapter! As I told Kalio: It's not a lemon. It's not a lime. It's SPRITE! Heheh! ^_^' *hides* Don't shoot me...please... -_-'
Disclaimer: Teh quote is from a David Bowie song in Labyrinth.
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"Though we're strangers 'til now, we're building a path between the stars."
Omi moaned as Aya rolled him onto his back, straddling him. The punk pulled away and stared down at him, an unspoken question in his eyes. All Omi had to do was nod, and it would continue, this beautiful connection. He just had to nod.
The goth barely had time to bow his head completely before Aya had the answer. Lips brushed the younger boy's throat, and hands raced over fishnet and vinyl. A shiver rolled up Omi's spine as Aya nipped at his neck, planting kisses along his collarbone. Omi bit his lip, moaning softly. Hands caressed his every curve, gracing lightly over his hips, up and down his ribcage. Aya ran his tongue up Omi's neck, licking and nibbling at the younger boy's ear. A loud moan half escaped Omi's throat, cut short by Aya's lips closed over his own. There was a broad grin on Aya's face as he pulled away.
"Shh..." He winked and moved down to nip at Omi's ear, whispering, "Don't give us away before we even begin."
Omi grinned and giggled softly, tangling his hands in Aya's hair. The punk suckled lightly at his partner's collarbone, drawing a quiet moan. Thin lips curled into an amused smile against Omi's neck.
"Nani?" Omi whispered, then gasped as Aya's hand squeezed his crotch lightly. He blushed. "Oh!"
Hands moved up under fishnet, pinching his nipples. He bit his lip to stifle another moan, letting his head fall back. Then a hand tugged at the waistband of his pants, half questioning, half begging. Grinning, he raised his hips and Aya effortlessly slipped the vinyl from him, tossing them away. Aya's own pants soon followed, along with his boxers. Omi could not wear anything under his vinyl pants comfortably, so he had not bothered with underwear. That left the two of them naked, save for Omi's fishnet, momentarily stunning the younger boy's mind. This was really happening!
Pressed flesh to flesh against Aya, a shiver went up Omi's spine, doing nothing for his grip on reality. It was just so beautiful! Omi moaned as Aya's hand moved lightly up his inner thigh, and lips closed over his own to quiet him. This only allowed Omi to fall farther, until there was nothing but sensation. Aya brushed his fingers softly along the younger boy's shaft, sending a wave of new feeling over him. Oh the differences between the self and another! The redhead moved to kiss his partner's neck and collarbone, then moved further yet, taking Omi's one nipple into his mouth, fishnet and all. A gasp answered him, followed closely by a moan as the boy arched off the bed. Smiling at Omi's reaction, Aya continued to flick his tongue over the sensation nub. Thin fingers tangled almost painfully in crimson strands, and teeth sank into the soft flesh of a lower lip, as yet another moan was flushed from the goth's system. It was an amazing feeling to have nothing but feeling to focus on.
Then Omi came crashing back into reality as the door swung open. Aya groaned, resting his forehead on the boy's chest. Standing in the doorway was a rather flustered, not to mention shocked, Youji.
"Key! Youji!" Heather ran up, smacking him over the head. "I told you the upstairs were off limits!"
Omi blushed profusely, and Aya growled. Both of them moved to collect and don their neglected clothing. Youji just stood there, blushing and gaping.
Heather grumbled. "Goddammit, Youji. How the hell can so much blood get to your face when it's all in your pants?"
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Draco: *looks at what she has done of next chapter* Unless something comes up, I should have another one for you tomorrow, hopefully containing my next door neighbors. ^_^ Some people may be happy with them.
