I suppose I should put a warning up as this chapter is a kinda limey, it's not a full out lemon, but it's not exactly lime either. I'm not making any sense, am I? Oh well, I hope you enjoy the fic anyway.
Claude swallowed as Tala gazed at him with unreadable eyes. "Claude." He said, his voice soft, softer than he has ever heard it before. "Come here."
Claude shook his head and wondered if he could endure much more of this torture. "I … I can't."
"You can." Tala's eyes lingered intently on his face. "Stop fighting it, Claude. Just come here and let me hold you."
For a moment Claude stood absolutely still and then with an agonized sob he ran towards him and threw himself into Tala's outstretched arms.
"Shhh, it's all right… angel, don't cry." Tala stroke his hair as Claude buried his face into his shoulder. Tala kissed his neck, murmuring endearment over and over again. He cradled Claude close, his arms tightening around his slim form, and Claude knew with utter certainly that this was where he wanted to be: utterly safe, utterly protected in Tala's arms.
"I've been so miserable," He sobbed huskily. "I've hated every hour, every minute of this last week…"
"Shh,… I know… I know…" Tala kissed Claude's unturned face, his lips sensually covering his cheeks with their sheen of wetness… his eyes… his nose… his mouth… "You're so sweet." Tala murmured the words softly against Claude's skin, holding his head with one large, protective hand, drawing him close against his body with the other. "So desirable," he drawled huskily. "Let me make everything all right for you, Claude."
His hands began roamed all over Claude's body, stroking his back, stroking his neck, pulling him up close against him so that Claude could feel the raw strength of his body, the hard thrust of his thighs against his own.
"We could be so good together, Claude. Let me take you to bed." he demanded thickly gazing into his face with glittering eyes. "Let me make everything all right. Say it, Claude. Please say you want me to make love to you."
It was what he wanted. But to tell Tala that. To finally admit the one thing that had been practically on his mind from the very first moment they had met?
"Yes, yes!" Claude closed his eyes as Tala's mouth descended with absolute possession. Oh, yes, he thought wildly. This is what he wanted.
"Show me."
Without hesitation Claude wound his arms around Tala's neck, raised his lips and kissed his mouth with equal passion. He wanted him. He loved him. He would never be able to tell him, but perhaps he could make him feel the intensity of his emotions.
He gasped as Tala flicked his tongue inside the warm, moist interior of his mouth, released the hand from his neck and traced the line of his body, following the broad outline of his chest. He shivered when he felt Tala's slip inside his shirt to feel the smooth, tanned skin with the flat of his hand, moving on, moving downwards, pausing seductively at the waist band of his trousers.
In the bedroom the bed was cool and large. Tala laid Claude gently on the crisp white sheets and began to undress him slow, sensuous deliberation pausing to kiss each part of exposed skin as it was revealed to him. Claude felt no embarrassment, no shame. This love he felt for Tala was right. In his heart he knew that.
He was naked before Tala and it felt wonderful. Claude saw Tala's possessive gaze and he stretched provocatively, feeling desire course through him as Tala reached out and touched his chest, the flat planes of his stomach, moving down to stroke his thighs and the place where he ached for him the most.
Claude watched when Tala removed his clothes, saw the proud stance, felt the thrill of expectation as he lowered himself to him. Tala was so sure in the art of lovemaking, manipulating his body, knowing exactly how to prolong the excitement and the need, teasing him so that he gasped and groaned with desire.
"Please!" the voice didn't sound familiar, but Claude knew it was his own. "Please, Tala!"
"Not yet." Tala's breathing was ragged but his control was supreme. Claude clutched and writhed beneath him as he held them both at the brink of ecstasy for moment after glorious moment. "Look at me, Claude!" Tala's voice was urgent, commanding.
Claude opened his eyes and gazed into Tala's face, watching as he moved him, gasping out loud as he felt him drive into him again and again with a fierceness that took his breath away.
"I love you!" Claude cried the words and knew that, whatever the consequences of this incredible lovemaking, he could never regret this wonderful moment. The look on Tala's face, the feel of having him inside.
And then with one finally thrust of possession and all thought were banished from his mind as he cried out in pleasure and wonderment as they reached the pinnacle of pleasure together.
For a long while neither of them moved. Claude stared up at the ceiling and felt the trickle of tears roll down his cheeks. Softly he felt Tala shift, moving to lean over him, making sure that they were stilled joined. He lifted a hand and gently ran it over his wet cheeks.
"I don't want you crying anymore, angel." He whispered.
Claude smiled for the first time in days and nodded. He sighed with disappointment when Tala moved, separating the two of them. He quickly wrapped his arms around him again and rolled onto his back, taking Claude with him. He leaned down and picked up the sheets that were gathered at the end of the bed. He pulled the sheets over them and pulled Claude up against his chest. Claude laid his head on Tala's chest, lightly kissing the skin there. He soon fell asleep, lulled by the gentle caresses in his hair.
… … … … …
"Hey, Kai!" A fellow work employee yelled out to the dual hair blader. "Where the hell is Tala? He's late!"
"I don't know." Kai replied, although, he was pretty sure where his red hair companion is but he wouldn't say it out loud. "Look, if he isn't here by lunch I'll go hunting, all right?"
"That's fine."
Kai nodded and walked into his office. He sat down and picked up his phone, ringing Tala at his apartment. He waited for a few minutes and the phone rung itself out. He rose an eyebrow and tried his mobile. That too rang out and his voice message came on. Instead of leaving a message, Kai hung up, a knowing smirk on his lips.
"I know that smirk." Came a voice that Kai has grown to love. He smiled and turned around in his chair to face the door of his office. There was his incredibly hot, sexy boyfriend Miguel.
"Oh?" Kai said, leaning forward to lean against his desk, while trying to look innocent. "How so?"
"You wear it every time you've predicted something right." Miguel said walking into his office and closing the door behind him. He locked the door and crossed the distance between him and Kai. He walked over to Kai's side of the desk, snaring his wrist and pulling him up against him chest.
"So that must mean I wear it all the time, then?" Kai said, his fingers playing with the fabric of Miguel's shirt.
"Hmm," Miguel hummed. "Well then you must know why I'm here."
"Actually, I think you might have to show me." Kai said, glancing up at Miguel with bedroom eyes. His eyes soon slipped close as Miguel's lips came down, smothering his. Kai arched himself against his lovers strong body, feeling his hands slowly wondering all over his body. While in his arms, Kai turned around and leaned against his table, bring Miguel down with him. "We have a few hours." He gasped as Miguel began nipping at his neck.
… … … … …
Miguel and Kai shared a look and turned towards the slightly open door. They blinked at the door and then at each other. They shared a small knowing smile and quietly pushed the door fully open. They slowly walked inside and crept towards the bedroom. Kai reached the door first and brought a finger to his lips in a hush manner. Miguel nodded and watched as Kai slowly opened the door.
Inside, on a large bed laid two figures. One with platinum hair the other with red hair. Claude had his head laying on Tala's naked chest, as Tala had his arm wrapped around the petite waist, pulling up closer, wrapping him up in a possessive, protective embrace.
Kai and Miguel shared another look and quietly closed the door on the sleeping, newly formed couple.
"I'm glad everything worked out in the end." Kai whispered to Miguel who nodded in reply.
There, another fic finished. I'll have the final chapters to 'Fatal miscalculation' and 'Whisper of life' uploaded in a couple of days. I'm also starting another fic soon. Yes, another odd pairing. Anyway, thanks again to everyone who reviewed, and even those who didn't.
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