Title: Milk
Chapter: 9/16
Characters: TatsuhaxSuguru
Genre: Fluff…smutty
Rating: 17+
Summery: Tatsuha thinks Suguru's skin is like milk…but wonders if it tastes like it too.

Okay so I deleted what was once chapter two, due to my shame of it. And I also edited the other chapters, cause well, I have the time, and they were dieing to be edited. I shall also edit my other stories too.

Tatsuha's POV

There he lays next to me, on my comfortable bed, the object of my passion and desire…Suguru…

It's late at night, and he's fast asleep, so tired from our sex. Yet I can't close my eyes, so I lay here, watching his smooth back rise and fall to the rhythm of his breathing. The moonlight drifts through the windows, landing softly on him, making his skin look so soft…so…milky.

I sit up in the bed, as gently as possible, not wanting to wake him up. Slowly I scoot towards him, reaching my hand out to brush along his back. He's such a heavy sleeper, and I'm very thankful for it.

His skin feels milky too. And I can't resist the urge to feel more. My hand dangerously brushes lower and lower down his back, tracing along his spine, down to his thigh, resting my hand there. With utter care I lower my head over his side to catch his lips into a kiss.

He's so beautiful, and so fragile looking. I'm afraid with one rough touch his skin will bruise…and what a shame that would be. Such a flawless angel he is, and I couldn't be gladder that he is mine, my angel.

His skin is cold like milk too, but not freezing cold, a sensual cold, an arousing cold. In my current condition I am so tempted…tempted to taste him again, taste him to see if he tastes like milk…

I once again kiss him, only with more of a power, one that will surely wake him. I watch as his lids flutter open tiredly, allowing me to see those beautiful eyes.

"Tatsuha?" he asks as he rolls onto his back, still not quite awake. I smile down at him as I crawl on top of him, stroking his cheek.

"Up for one more go?" He chuckles and lifts his head up to kiss me.

I'm addicted to him…addicted to his skin, his mind, his body and his soul. Anything and everything that is him I long for with a burning fire, and I just can't resist…I must let my lips travel down his neck, I must leave my mark, must have him as my own forever.

He moans so sexually as I bite his collarbone, trailing my tongue down to his nipple. He squirms as my hands dip down to his hips and slowly over his thighs, pushing them open.

I love the noises he slips as I work my magic, slipping myself into him with a push. With his legs loosely wrapped around my waist, and his arms crossed around my shoulders I move slowly, wishing to give him the most incredible pleasure possible.

I bring my lips back to his skin, biting and licking more, rolling his silky skin between my teeth. He gasps with surprise and enjoyment with my motions, rocking with me as pull in and out of him.

He brings me such pleasure…such feeling that my mind is loosing its ability to function. My addiction is becoming more persistent the more I try to satisfy its calling. I move more hastily as I lift Suguru's legs higher, moving in a new pace and angle.

"Tatsuha…" he gasps as I reach his deepest most pleasurable point. His nails dig into my shoulder blade as his head tosses to his side.

"Tatsuha more…" he pants as I fall obedient to his request. Who would I be to deny his request? My hands grab harder at his hips as I move with more force, pulling myself out and pushing in.

I look down to observe his glistening body, shining with sweat. His hair messy, his lips bruised, bite marks scattered over every inch of his skin. Those dizzying eyes are shut closed tightly as his mouth moves to try and form coherent words.

I can see him; feel him near his edge, his tolerance level. His back arches and he throws his head back, moaning my name loudly as he comes.

He looks so breathtaking, so…hard to explain, and his radiance is enough to send me over the edge. One last thrust and I let go of my control.

I tumble to the bed beside him, pulling him close to me, enjoying having him in my arms. Slowly his breathing steadies and he drifts back into a peaceful sleep, tucked safely in my chest.

No one has ever given me such a feeling of completeness. No one has ever made my heartbeat and my urges run out of control like Suguru. He's my drug and every moment with him I feel like getting high.

Slowly I rub my hand along his back, enjoying the feel of his milky skin, recalling how much he does taste like milk.

Would it be horrible of me to wake him up for another taste?

End Chapter

That was utterly random and unexpected for myself. Just kind of came out. XD review my pretties. Feel very unloved.