Muahaha! Random smutfest! XDDD Lol, sorry guys, but this has nothing to do with the plot at all. I just randomly felt a desperate need to write smut, and the first couple that came to mind was SheikxRanmaru, so there you go. I thought you guys might like it. This has no relevance at all to the story at all. I'm not even sure if Sheik's totally in character. But, eh, who knows. Maybe he gets really hentai when he's horny.
So, big warning here, LEMON AHEAD! And I mean really lemony. This is honestly a bit smuttier then I usually like to write, but oh well. I'll have to see how I feel about it in the morning. n.n Enjoy.
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The sun set slowly, falling behind a jagged horizon of buildings and hotels, skyscrapers and towers. Long, drawn out shadows littered the scene, tingeing the world outside Sheik's window dull shades of purple and red. He had to admit, it was beautiful, in its own right. But he had never been one for scenery. To him there were other, more awe deserving things in this world. He couldn't help but smirk a little as a light knock echoed from the door, bouncing off the walls of the small hotel room. There was one of the awe deserving things now.
He rose from where he had sat on the bed, only having to walk about twenty some feet to get to the door; it wasn't a very big hotel room. He undid the lock on the doorknob, opening the door about an inch before the chain lock grew taunt. Looking back at him through the door were breathtakingly dark eyes and a warm, tantalizing smile.
"Hello handsome. Mind letting me in?" Ranmaru asked teasingly, giving the man his well practiced seductive smirk. Sheik nodded, closing the door enough to undo the chain before opening it again. The pretty Asian grinned as he walked in, his hands clasped behind his back in mock innocence as he looked the small room over. A small bathroom to the right, and a main room with a small TV and a single queen sized bed with dull sheets on it. The room was nothing special he thought before setting his eyes on the window, revealing the wondrous looking cityscape. Ranmaru slowly walked to the window, resting one of his small, slim hands on the glass as he looked out. "Wow, it's really pretty."
"You think so?" Sheik asked, walking up behind the pretty boy and resting his hand on Ranmaru's shoulder. The Asian looked up at him and nodded.
"Oh yes, it's really nice. Don't you think so?" he asked, noting the slightly hungry look behind the other man's eyes. Ranmaru smirked, moving away a bit and leaning his back against the glass, giving Sheik a rather saucy look. "Well?"
Sheik gulped, his eyes slowly running up and down the Asians slim figure. If he was that gorgeous in clothes, he could only imagine how he would be with them… A soft cough brought him out of his thoughts and he nodded, saying, "Yes, it's beautiful."
"Really? Do you really think it's beautiful?" Ranmaru murmured, absentmindedly running a hand down his lithe chest. He silently reveled in the look of lust in the man's rusty colored eyes.
Sheik caught on quickly, smirking smugly as he crossed his arms across his chest. "Oh yes, it's extremely beautiful. There's only one thing it could do without," he stated, chuckling softly at the slightly puzzled look on the pretty boy's face. He took a step closer, his body mere inches from Ranmaru's as the Asian let out a soft, shuddering breath.
"Oh? And what's that?"
"Clothes," Sheik said rather bluntly, his arm resting on the wall behind Ranmaru as he leaned close. The boy snickered, smiling up at the man.
"Are we still talking about the same thing?" he asked, feigning innocence. Sheik shrugged, moving his knee between the Asian's thighs, forcing another shuddering breath from him.
"Does it matter?"
"N-no…" Ranmaru moaned, moving up against the strong leg as his heart rate quickened. The man smiled cockily, kissing the pretty boy soundly on the lips, smothering the soft groans the emanated from him. Sheik's free hand grasped the Asian's behind, pulling it forward and forcing the quickly stiffening arousal hard against his thigh. Ranmaru yelped against his mouth, allowing a wet tongue to slip into his own. There wasn't even a fight for dominance; Ranmaru readily gave in to the demands of Sheik's tongue, saliva mixing in his mouth as it was ravaged. He liked it though, being dominated like this. It was thrilling, not knowing what his partner had in store for him.
Cool fingers ran under his shirt, pulling the fabric up to his neck. The two parted long enough to get the shirt over Ranmaru's head before lips slammed against each other again, the piece of clothing tossed aside without much thought. Then those fingers were back, fondling the boy's skin ideally and running his thumbs over erect nubs, while a strong thigh ground against his wanton need. Ranmaru pulled away gently, his head falling against the glass behind him as he groaned between pants, his face flushed.
Sheik's hands, now warmed by the heat of the Asian's body, traveled lower as his mouth kept busy, devouring the soft flesh of Ranmaru's neck. The pretty boy whimpered shamelessly, his hips thrust forward expectantly. He shuddered as the man chuckled against his skin, sending chills down him. But all coolness went up in flames as deliciously cruel hands found his arousal, grasping him firmly through the now tight fabric of his pants. He cried out pitifully, bucking against the hold Sheik had on him, begging for more.
The glorious pressure let up for a moment as fingers worked deftly at the zipper, undoing and pushing the cloth down and away, leaving Ranmaru bare and open. He shivered as the air caressed his nakedness, only finding warmth where Sheik touched him. Those searing caresses were maddening; he always wanted them somewhere, but once there he wanted them back where they were. He wanted to be touched everywhere, to feel the scorching heat of his lover.
"Ai!" the Asian yelped as suddenly he was pulled from the wall and tossed onto the rough fabric of the bed. He gazed groggily at Sheik though his passion induced haze, eyes half lidded and mouth agape as shallow pants passed his lips. His skin was already moist and hot to the touch, his body completely naked and shamelessly erect. But it was in his eyes that inlay the most appeal. His already dark eyes seemed to fall into a deep midnight black, darkened by pure, untainted lust.
Sheik didn't rush as he took in the sight, no little desperation evident in his eyes. Ranmaru couldn't help as a needy whine vibrated in his throat, hoping for nothing more then to have that warmth back, to have it engulf him. The man merely snickered at him though, sitting almost casually on the bed next to the boy, his hand gently caressing the inside of Ranmaru's thigh.
"Sheik…!" the Asian complained, tightly grasping the bed sheets under his small hands. The man smirked and continued his little ministrations, leaning forward and kissing the poor boy's knee.
"Hmm…?" he murmured against the moist skin, enjoying the sudden gasp as his hand lightly grazed the tip of the boy's shaft. Ranmaru bucked up in desperation, biting his lip hard as he was suddenly grasped roughly. He cried hoarsely, his hands twisting in the fabric below him as his erection twitched and throbbed under the sudden assault, leaving him completely breathless and unable to do anything other then moan and pant. The grip on his arousal was tight as Sheik fisted it, his thumb flicking over the head and smearing precum along the velvety flesh.
Overwhelming pleasure coursed through Ranmaru's veins as liquid flame pooled in his groin, warning him of his fast approaching release. But it seemed that Sheik was aware of this too as he released his hold, bring his hand to his mouth and licking the precum off his thumb, keeping complete eye contact with the Asian. The boy whimpered loudly, his chest heaving and skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat. He couldn't even verbalize his frustration as he was so close that his body couldn't operate. Sheik smirked at him.
The bed creaked sullenly as the man rose from the bed, walking around the bed and into the bathroom, leaving Ranmaru alone and horny. Seconds seemed like hours as his body hummed and throbbed with pent up need and in dire need for release. He considered finishing it himself if the need should arise, but moments later Sheik appeared again, lubricant in hand. Ranmaru groaned out of irritation.
"Sheik…" he moaned bitterly. In his desperate need, he would have gladly let the man grind him into the bed dry; but of course even when in the troughs of passion, Sheik was the logical one.
Ranmaru watched through half lidded eyes as his lover undid his fly, revealing his own hard arousal. The boy gulped as Sheik rubbed the smooth lubricant over it, the liquid looking much more like semen then it had any right too. But any bitterness towards the concoction left as the bottle was put aside and scorching hot hands moved his legs further apart, allowing Sheik to settle between them and align himself. Ranmaru's panting increased as his body tingled in anticipation. Not even needing to ask, Sheik pushed into his entrance knowing neither could wait any longer.
Ranmaru's head flew back and his back arched off the bed, his toes curling and his hands in tight fists as overwhelming heat coursed through him, emanating from Sheik's erection as he buried himself in all the way to the hilt, pausing for a brief moment as both let out shuddering breathes. But the short calm disappeared within moments as the man pulled and pushed back in, groaning and shivering slightly as muscles clenched around him.
The poor boy couldn't hold up against the heat, all but screaming as his white hot seed coated his abdomen. But his pleasure wasn't over as Sheik continued to thrust into him, losing all inhibition as he went hard and deep. Ranmaru bucked up with careless abandon, crying out as the man hit just the right spot, causing his muscles to tighten at the sudden overdose of pleasure.
At the end of his rope, Sheik thrust forward one last time before moaning deep in his throat as he came, his liquid heat filling the spent boy that lay below him. He shuddered slightly as he all but collapsed onto Ranmaru, sweat and semen mixing between their bodies as both panted, looking to get some much needed oxygen.
Ranmaru wrapped his arms around his lover's shoulders as he buried his head into his neck, murmuring softly, "Sheik… God was that good."
Sheik chuckled softly, kissing any available skin he could reach. "Glad you liked it too."
"Sheik?" Ranmaru asked sleepily, wincing a little as the man pulled out of him. Sheik looked at him curiously as he sat up.
"Yes?"
"You really think I'm beautiful?" Sheik rolled his eyes as he removed his now soiled clothes. Ranmaru stuck out his lip in a mock pout. "Well?"
"Do you really need to ask?" the man asked. Finally free of the fabric he pulled the covers so to cover them both. Ranmaru snuggled close to him, his hand absentmindedly caressing Sheik's chest.
"No, but I want to…" he said quietly, his eyes sliding shut as sleep threatened to overtake him. Sheik smiled, kissing him on the forehead.
"Well, then how can a refuse?" Ranmaru opened a lazy eye and Sheik kissed him on the nose. "I think you're the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on." The Asian snorted tiredly.
"That sounded really cliché."
"So? Can't I say something cliché every once in a while?"
"Well, if you wanted to really cinch it, this is where I say I love you."
"And what do I say?"
"That you love me too."
"Alright, then I love you too."
"You're such a dork Sheik."
"And you love it."
