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Dark felt outrage bubble up inside him and he snarled, lunging at his
opponent. He had never lost!
Krad just laughed joyfully, so different from the malicious laughs
of before, and fled. Dark chased after him, part of him again enjoying
the view, marvelling at the agility and speed of the white-winged demon.
It had never been like this before. If it had… he would have been beaten
before. More often, too. So Satoshi had saved him and Daisuke in the past,
had chained Krad in a way, hindered him.
Krad dove between the cliffs, flying swiftly and almost easily along
the jagged rocks, the spray of the sea just touching him, and Dark cursed.
He had to go higher as a particularly high wave nearly swamped him.
Fast, Daisuke commented.
Yeah, he grumbled.
And here he had thought he was the more agile of them. Krad had always
battled him with brute force and he had usually beaten him back. His speed
had been his assett. Not any more.
As he rose, he had lost sight of his prey again and he muttered angrily.
He won, Daisuke told him. I think he'll return home, don't
you think?
Dark frowned and decided to do just that. Go home.
I lost, he mused. Completely new feeling.
Gliding through the night air, he wondered why he didn't feel more
pissed off. Krad had beaten him. His former archenemy. Someone he had fallen
in love with, who loved him back, and whose challenge had burned like fire
through his veins. He still felt the kiss, the tingle of the magically
super-charged form next to him, radiating danger and… sex. Krad felt strong
and real and very much… alive.
Shit!
Landing on the balcony, Dark looked around but found no trace of his
other half. He folded his wings and was just about to go inside when he
felt that prickle again.
Krad.
Radiating energy and magic.
In the past he could have formed his energy ball and charged. Now he
just turned and looked at the white-winged figure stepping out onto the
balcony. Slender fingers twirled the prize of the chase, a black feather,
and Dark found his eyes affixed to the innocent little piece of blackness.
"I won," Krad purred. "You lost your touch, Dark Mousy."
Dark bristled under the taunt. "You played unfair!"
"But we always played unfair." Krad approached him, looking more like
a huge cat than anything else.
Stalking.
Stalking him…
Dark felt his body react and not in an unpleasant way.
Krad smirked and something inside of Dark wanted to just lunge himself
at the other, push him against the wall… His thoughts screeched to a halt.
"I won," Krad murmured, now very close. "I get to choose my prize."
Dark swallowed. "We didn't…"
The feather was released and fluttered to the ground. Dark's eyes followed
it like hypnotized. When he looked up, it was right into the golden pools,
feline and predatory, possessing and wild. His breath caught in his throat,
and then Krad did what Dark had thought just mere seconds ago.
Dark felt himself pushed against the wall, a pair of lips descending
on his, possessing him, ravishing him. Hunger and need poured into the
kiss, forcing his mouth open. He moaned under the assault, meeting the
demanding tongue, hands clenching into the fabric of Krad's clothes. A
knee pushed between his thighs, spreading them and he didn't resist. Krad's
tall frame was pressed against him and he felt every little sizzle of energy,
felt the magic emanate in little spikes, join with his, and he moaned in
pleasure.
Krad continued his assault, giving him not a moment to think, as his
neck was under attack, teeth and lips and a very talented tongue making
it impossible to think straight at all. His thoughts turned to sludge,
a gray, useless mass between his ears, and he faintly wondered about Daisuke,
but then even that thought died as a hot spot was thoroughly sucked and
licked at.
"Krad," he breathed, knees buckling.
Fingers slid under his clothes and met heated skin, a fine cover of
sweat from the chase slicking the contact. Dark tried to find coherence,
but Krad wouldn't let him. He knew his wings were dissolving instinctively
and he more felt than saw Krad do the same as the two men were only kept
upright by the wall behind Dark and Krad's weight against him.
Suddenly the demon pulled back, face a picture of lust and barely suppressed
excitement. Dark found he wanted nothing more than to retaliate, throw
him onto a bed and…
As if Krad had read his mind he stepped back, smiling invitingly. Dark
staggered a little, yearning for the close contact again, needing so much
more. Krad pulled him close once more, claiming his lips and manoeuvring
them backwards into the house.
Oh yeah, Dark thought fuzzily. Inside. Good.
The next coherent thought was that they were in the bedroom. And he
was still in his host's body.
Dai! he exclaimed.
There was a lazy curl. You two have fun, was the only reply.
Dark was stunned for a moment.
But just for a moment.
Because the sight before him had him breathless.
"Krad," he whispered, staring at the ethereal beauty of his other half,
turtleneck off, pants open.
Sex on legs, he mused dimly as he reached out and ran his hand over
the skin he had caressed before, but tonight would be different. He knew
it from the very aggression and demand Krad radiated, the sexual hunger
and excitement that was answered by the same flood inside him.
Be gentle, Daisuke advised.
Dark shot his host a smile. I'm always gentle, Dai. Always,
Daisuke chuckled. I know.
And he'd be even more so with Krad. Despite the need and predatory
hunger, despite the way Krad had led so far, Dark knew there was just so
much experience for them both in that matter.
Dark pushed the blond demon onto the bed, straddling him, their groins
touching, and Krad's eyes widened, a soft moan of surprise escaping his
lips. Dark kissed him, coaxing his lips open, their tongues touching. The
kiss was deep and hungry, but no longer so desperate. Slow and sensual,
but still very much arousing. He brushed a hand along the lean side down
to the hip, then he continued to nuzzle his way along the pale slender
neck. Krad turned his head, exposing more neck and throat, and Dark took
the cue, biting lightly at one spot that drew an immediate reaction.
Krad was incredibly responsive, the small noises driving Dark on. He
licked at the hollow of Krad's throat, feeling him shiver, and by the time
he arrived at the belly button, Krad was mewling in pleasure. Dark looked
up, meeting a pair of lust-filled, golden eyes, the black pupils dilated.
He was pulled upwards by his lover, Krad demanding a kiss, plunging into
his mouth and holding him, delving deep. Dark was left breathless and tingling,
the mix of aggression and wonder within his lover turning him on.
Be gentle, Daisuke's voice echoed in his head.
Yes, he would be. Gentle and thorough, and he would make it last.
Shrugging out of his shirt, he saw the rising interest in his lover's
face as Dark revealed his skin. He leaned forward into another kiss, feeling
explorative hands run over his upper body and he couldn't but grind their
hips together. Krad cried out into the mouth ravaging him, pushing up,
wanting more. Dark tore away, breathing hard, almost panting.
Shit, he was really getting into it. So much for slow and gentle. If
this continued, things would get out of control. Krad looked up at him,
demanding and begging in one.
"Slow down," Dark whispered, caressing the flushed face.
"Too fast for you, kaitou?"
The rough, husky voice tingled down his spine and Dark felt himself
react to the taunt.
His fingers strayed to one perked nipple, running his nails over the
little pebble, and Krad bit his lower lip.
So responsive. So sensitive.
"Shhh..." he calmed him.
"Damnit…" Krad whispered harshly.
Dark wagged one finger. "No swearing," he chastised.
"I'll do more than just curse if you don't…" The rest was broken off
in a gasp.
"You were saying?"
"I hate you!"
Dark chuckled. "And I know just how much."
The demon couldn't last long.
Dark crawled up the lax body, grinning.
"Liked it?" he teased.
Golden eyes cracked open and Krad tried to glare at the cocky question,
but he didn't have the energy. Dark's features softened at the sated expression.
"How can you know all this?" Krad murmured, turning to snuggle close
to the other man.
"I've been around a while," Dark chuckled.
Krad grunted, eyes narrow slits. Dark kissed the frown lines, down
to the mouth, over the lips, until Krad allowed him inside.
"I took my pointers from experience," the kaitou told him, smoothing
out those lines with gentle caresses.
"Uh-huh."
Dark grinned, carding his hands into the long, blond hair. He tilted
the head and lightly bit one ear, nibbling. Krad shifted as little tingles
coursed through him, feeling something bump against his hip. Golden eyes
widened as he realized what exactly it was.
"I'll take care of it later," the kaitou whispered, fingertips gliding
over sensitive spots, making Krad shiver.
"In your dreams," was the growled reply.
Dark looked into the once again burning eyes and leaned back. "If that's
so, I'm all yours, hon. Explore away."
Krad growled and pinned his lover's hands over his head, rolling on
top of the slender but firm body, effectively trapping the other man.
"You're gonna beg, kaitou. And don't call me hon."
Dark didn't get the chance to answer as his mouth was thoroughly plundered.
Krad was a fast student, that he had to give him, using his tongue and
lips to slowly drive him crazy as he worked his way up and down the kaitou's
neck, nibbling at his earlobe and pulse point. Hands were running down
his body, exploring it inch by inch, closely followed by a maddening tongue.
He heard Dark's heartbeat under his ear slow down, the breathing returning
to normal, as warm arms wrapped around him and held him close.
I love you, Dark …
Something inside of him jerked.
When had that happened?
He didn't know. He only knew that it felt good, that it felt… right.
"Dark?"
"Hm?" came the lazy reply.
"You did this before?"
There was a moment of silence, then hands carded into his hair, running
through the long strands in a gentle pattern.
"Dark?"
He looked up, frowning a little. The kaitou avoided his look and suspicion
rose.
"Dark…"
"I haven't."
Krad lay stunned. So this had been his first time, too? And he had
shared it with him…
Dark looked uncomfortable and Krad took the hands running through his
hair, interlacing their fingers. He smiled a little and made himself comfortable
against the slim form in his arms. He felt the kaitou relax in the hold
and both drifted off.
"Thank you," he whispered.
A soft exhalation of air answered him and his hand was squeezed.