Travel to Paradise
Disclaimers: If constant praying and sanctimonious sacrifices grants wishes, then I'm not doing it right.... Coz these boys aren't and never will be mine...
Warnings: YAOI!!! Finally!
GA: Screams at the top of her lungs I GOT IT UP!!! OH YEAH!!! Chap 10 baby!
The languid pale body of the Weiss redhead stretched as he made his way to the kitchen with only his cool silk black pajamas and fluffy white slippers. After his recent mission on the island, he could somehow feel his outlook on life had suddenly changed. He had cracked a smile the other day at the flower shop with out even noticing until Yoji and Ken had gawked at him with huge eyes and jaws nearly reaching the floor. They had asked if he was all right but Aya just slid back into character, brushing their comment off. This didn't mean that he didn't notice the knowing smile gracing the youngest member of Weiss, who knowing his place said nothing to the others. For this, Aya was thankful. If those two ever found out why he had been in better moods these days, he was one screwed kitten... in more ways than one unfortunately. He hated to admit it but Schuldich had manage to spark something in him that he didn't even knew he had. Something he thought had died along with the coming of his sister's unfortunate accident.
He allowed himself a soft smile as he took the last step from the flight of stairs and headed for the pantry, thankful that he had the house to himself today. Omi had decided to attend a class and both Yoji and Ken were on their mission. Kritiker had thought it best to send those two away since he and Omi had just come back from theirs. Complaints were heard but Manx would have none of it as she sent them on their way. The Koneko was closed so the redhead was officially off duty. The idea of getting to spend his time doing anything was appealing and he decided to start of with a hearty breakfast.
Opening the doors to the pantry, wide violet eyes gazed in shock at the contents the cabinet held. It seems leaving the house to two assassins going through another stage of adolescence with out proper adult supervision brought disastrous consequences. Instead of the healthy and nutritious food supposedly occupying the cupboard, it was packed with numerous junk foods that could make anyone's arteries clog up.
A fine eyebrow twitched upward as a huge sweat drop appeared on his head. Aya could just imagine how Omi would react when he ever found out. The concept of big blue eyes stained with tears staring up at Yoji and Ken, implanting guilt in them wasn't all that hard to visualize. Those two are in serious trouble when they get back.
The young red haired assassin gave a light chuckle but turned around when he heard the back door open and close to reveal a slightly sad chibi assassin. Aya closed the cabinet and went over to ask him what was wrong.
"Ah, it's nothing Aya-kun." The young hacker said with an obviously forced smile. "It's just that the radio announced a strong typhoon on the way so my classes got canceled. I was just so looking forward to catching up that's all."
"I see. Don't worry about it Omi. You're a smart kid; you'll manage."
"Thanks Aya." The younger assassin smiled at the reassuring gesture. "If you need me, I'll just be in my room reading the next chapter of my textbook." The katana master gave an affirmation to the sharpshooter, as he disappeared on his way up.
A boisterous thunderclap was heard through the thick koneko walls causing the redhead to look up at the flickering lights above him. Making hot chocolate on a day like this wasn't such a bad idea considering that this was the only thing even resembling anything appealing in the food cabinet.
He started boiling hot water and took a mug out of the dishwasher when he suddenly felt a cold wind brush past him and the sound of strong pattering rain hitting the ground was audible. Taking a side-glance, the sword wielder noticed the back door where Omi came from was open again. A small wet spot was noticeable on the red 'Welcome' rug just after the opened door, which Aya was sure wasn't there when Omi came in.
A wry smile came up his lips as he made a move to close the door. He was going to need another mug...
When Aya entered the room, he wasn't the least bit surprised to see a half-naked and obviously wet German standing there. A green overcoat and white shirt was thrown precariously over a seat as a pair of sunglasses plus a dark green bandana rested on the table. He was busy unbuttoning his soaked pants when Aya came in making him look up to see the Weiss kitten. An innocent expression played on the Schwartz assassin's face as the thought of being caught registered on his mind.
Giving a sigh and shaking his head, Aya placed the two cups of hot drinks on the desk and grabbed the drenched clothes, and threw them nonchalantly into the hamper. Reaching for a towel, he went back to accommodate his 'guest'.
"I should have known it was you." The katana master said as he handed the yellow linen cloth to the telepath who in turn took it graciously.
Who else would it be?a wide grin appeared on his lips.
"Good to know you're back to your old self." Sarcasm tinting the Weiss assassin's words.
It would be boring if I wasn't...the German countered as he tried to land a kiss on the younger assassin's lips, missing the mark as Aya moved away. As much as the Weiss prized himself as a skilled assassin, Schuldich still caught the longing gaze and the half-covered smile the katana master gave him. So, his kitten wanted to play eh?
Placing the yellow towel on his shoulders, his quick reflexes caught the younger man by surprise when he wrapped one of his arms around Aya's waist and brought him closer for a kiss. His other hand went for the blood red hair, giving him no room to dodge this time around.
Aya allowed the telepath to worm his way into his mouth, adoring the feel of tongue against tongue. Amethyst eyes drifted closed as pale hands pulled the towel towards him, bringing the Schwartz along. Schuldich smiled slightly as both his hands and tongue drifted through the familiar territory. His hand traveled down to the small of the sword master's back while the other moved to the neck to allow a more comfortable position for the younger man. The dexterous muscle that was currently keeping the Weiss mouth preoccupied was a good diversion for the German as he led the moaning kitten to the bed.
The moment he felt the edge of the young Weiss's bed hit the back of his leg, Schuldich pulled the sword wielder down with him, resulting with the younger assassin on top and breaking the long kiss they shared. Hungry amethyst orbs stared down on him when Schuldich felt the soft white fingers trace his abdomen as the younger man made a move to take away the dripping article of clothing. Smooth hands gliding the drenched material off made the telepath take action to strip the katana master of his own clothes.
The German gave a feral smile when he finally got the black silken pajama top off and reversed their position. Likewise, Schuldich was in nothing more than his underwear as he started to tackle the Weiss assassin under him.
Aya bit his lip as the talented mouth began to trail wet lovely kisses down his chest. The tongue playing around a nipple wasn't the only thing keeping him entertained though. Wandering hands worked itself on his pale flesh making the man underneath arched forward causing their hips to meet. Both redheads gave a soft gasp at the realization of the other's want washing through.
Schuldich took the liberty of continuing his ministrations towards the younger assassin as he began to lap up the quickly hardening nipple. His hand traveled to get rid of the remaining articles of clothing separating both of them and as soon as they were gone, the skilled hand of the telepath started to caress the Weiss's inner thigh and the manhood between them.
He kept the sword wielder occupied by the double sensation and was delighted to hear the unbridled chain of gasp and pants that came from the younger man's lips. Letting go of the hardened teat, he made his way up the katana master's chest and began planting red marks on the other man's nape all the while making the hand glide in an uneven measure on his shaft.
The man below gave a frustrated grunt directed towards the telepath as he was denied the release he was craving. A sly smile graced the German's lips as the thought of having such power and control over the Abyssinian was thrilling. Having domination over the younger assassin helped intensify his want for the sword wielder that taking this forward to another step was more of a necessity rather than an option.
Completely stopping his actions while in mid-stroke, he managed to coerce an aggravated Weiss kitty to turn over. Aya complied, albeit hesitant as to wanting the older assassin to finish what he started.
"Patience kitten." The telepath said as he read the Weiss's mind. He reached out towards his discarded pant's pocket to bring out a white tube while preoccupying Aya by softly running his fingers down a pale back causing him to shiver in the touch. Popping the top off, Schuldich found a comfortable position before continuing, "It'll be all worth the wait."
The whispered words sent another shiver down the Abyssinian's spine, as a soft squirt was heard not far away. Closing amethyst eyes, Aya could just imagine what the man behind him was doing. He felt a warm palm touch his thigh, massaging and persuading the muscles there to relax. He had no choice in the matter as his own body did what was asked of it.
Not soon afterwards, a slick finger entered him followed by two more in preparation for what was to come. This action made his still hard erection press against the slick wet sheets of his bed producing a soft moan from him. The fingers suddenly disappeared making the young assassin crave for the emptiness to be filled with something else.
His wish was answered as a hard tip pressed at his entrance silently asking for permission to continue. Aya gave a side-glance up towards the older man responding to the undeclared question. A loving smile that reached jade eyes came over the telepath as soft hands made sure he stayed in place.
The Weiss kitten gripped the sheets along with gritting his teeth as the pressure behind him increased. Halfway in, he felt the German stop. Slightly confused, he noticed that a well-toned hand captured his own, forcing him to relax.
"Don't tense up. I thought we've talked about this before."
A blush came up to color the pale man's cheeks as he was reminded of the conversation they shared about this very topic in this very same position two weeks ago back on the island. He was about to apologize when Schuldich stopped him.
"Don't. It's not your fault. Just try and enjoy it as it comes." The hand on his hips started doing small circles to help him calm down. When Aya gave a nod, the Schwartz redhead carried on what he was doing until he was buried to the hilt.
He pulled out and went back in, slowly at first then increasing in speed as the sword master's entrance welcomed him in every time. Sweat was dampening the telepath's forehead when Schuldich knew he had hit the golden spot the moment his Abyssinian gasped out his name. A stray hand wandered to pump the throbbing member of the sword wielder along with his thrusts. After all, it wouldn't be courteous not to finish what he started.
Aya could feel the ecstasy building in him when the older man took hold of his stiff manhood, making him come first, spilling his seed over the sheets. The Abyssinian felt the other man come not soon after causing both to collapse onto the sweat and semen soaked sheets, gasping for air.
Just in the other room, two teenage boys fell on top of each other on the bed. The chocolate haired boy gave his companion a deep kiss, offering an unspoken promise of his unending devotion.
The German lifted his head to look at the flushed face of the Abyssinian and he was not disappointed with the result. His Aya radiated pleasure in both action and thought. He smiled slightly and began to slightly pull away to lie beside the katana wielder rather than on top. Amethyst met jade and both couldn't help but smile at the realization that dawned on them. Together they had found someone who understood them with out really knowing it. It was comforting to know that someone comprehends what you are and appreciates you for being just that.
Aya chuckled and shook his head to break away the thought. Instead he made a mental note to do the laundry before Omi does just in case he finds the telepath's cloths by mistake.
"Don't worry" Schuldich said "The chibi's too preoccupied with something else at the moment to even give a damn." The katana master gave a curious look but dropped the topic. No use in worrying about it too much.
He then snuggled back into the older man's embrace and fell into a deep and quiet slumber, dreaming of nothing but paradise.
Well, I hope I didn't disappoint you guys, though I do know that it took a while to write. Ok maybe not a while... more of... an unanticipated long time. Ehehehehe...anyway! Be good and review ok? Thanks to all those who have and yet to review!!! It means a bunch guys!
-Gunning Angel-