Draco: *sniff, brow raised at little sister who is dancing stupidly* My sister…she's a freak… *grin* Writing sex scenes during family gatherings is fun! Really! Quick! Hide the notebook! And yes…the song title for the quote DOES mean what it implies.

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"I want to be the one temptation that is good enough for you."

~ Inside, Sister Machine Gun

"Don't hold back," Aya barely whispered in Omi's ear.

The young goth wasn't really sure if he could hold back, but, if he could, he wouldn't. He moaned brokenly as his partner stroked him slowly, lovingly. It was the strangest, most beautiful sensation the boy had ever felt! Aya trailed agonizingly sweet kisses down the blonde's throat, over his chest, across his stomach, nipping softly at his hip, and a shiver ran up Omi's spine.

Then the boy gasped, a warmth spreading in one crashing wave through him as the kisses moved in to the base of his erection. His gasp became a moan as the other boy's lips moved up the length at a frustrating pace, and he could feel them turn up in a small smile again. So this was what Aya meant by not holding back! God! How could he? It wasn't like he had enough control!

"Mmm… Ah!"

Omi's eyes shot wide, fists clenched in the sheets, as the warmth of Aya's mouth closed over him. The boy stared down at the redhead, unable to tear his gaze away, but his partner payed no mind, eyes closed, flicking his tongue over the tip between his lips. It was a feeling verging on ecstacy, and Omi had no idea how to respond. All he knew was three quiet words: "Don't hold back." That command was so much easier to give than to follow! Somehow it seemed impossible to either hold back or let go!

Suddenly violet eyes shot open and one fluid motion thrust Omi farther down his lover's throat than he would ever have dreamed possible. The goth's head snapped back involuntarily, and his back arched off of the bed. Saying it felt incredible would've been the understatement of the century, as was evident by the fact that Omi could feel his nails sinking into the flesh of his palms through the folded fistfuls of the sheets. Uncontrollable, the feeling rolled over him, and the boy felt as if he might drown in the pleasure of it. He knew Aya was watching him, giving his member the same passionate, personal attention as he gave the rest of the body.

Then the wet warmth abandoned him, Aya's tight muscles sliding over Omi's own skin. As lips locked over his mouth, the blonde moaned, eyes squeezed shut against the pain of his hard, momentarily neglected penis. It was a sensation somewhere between pleasure and torture, but Omi was more than willing to endure it for Aya. He would do anything for Aya, anything for the gorgeous redhead who was paying more mind to him now than anyone had his whole life. No matter what the request, Omi didn't think he could ever refuse.

Finally the kiss was broken and the punk engulfed him again. The warm tongue bathed his manhood and the muscles of the jaw relaxed to accept him lovingly. Omi gasped for breath as Aya sucked at him lightly, then harder, and harder, until the goth felt lightheaded and giddy. He felt as if he might explode any second! Then Aya's voice whispered in his memory, "Don't hold back," and Omi complied completely, fully releasing himself in a rush of escaping energy.

With that last explosion, back arched, head back, he heard a high-pitched voice, his own voice, screaming something that loosely shaped Aya's name.

Moments later, he felt strong arms wrap possessively around him, and he rested in the safety of his lover's embrace. It was then that Omi felt a sudden pang of guilt. Through all of it he had felt so good that he had never stopped to think, never stopped to see if he could think. All of the attention, all of the pleasure, had gone to Omi. What about Aya? Then, almost as if in response , the punk sighed contentedly and pulled the boy in closer, tighter.

"Later, Omi-koi," the redhead whispered softly, kissing his forehead. "Rest now."

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Draco: Ooki…I know, I know…that was just a…how should we put it…"lemon lollipop"? I'm planning to write the rest as soon as I'm out for the summer, which is in about a week and a half, so I hope you can hold on 'til then! Key!