Price Tag
"What are you-"
"I'm horny."
"W-What do you expect me to do about it?"
"Do it with me." He told me exasperatedly, like it was the most obvious answer.
"Suzaku I'm not-"
He attached his lips to my neck and roughly sucked right on the pulse.
"Stop!" I was loosing my balance, flailing hands in the air. I hastily tried to escape, scrambling away from his grasp like a panicked squirrel. He grabbed me from behind, whispering into my ear, words that chilled me to the bone.
"This is going to be a long ride."
I lost my breath, frozen in spot. "You planned this. You son of a bitch-You planned this!"
His hands slipped to my fly and chuckled. "Not exactly." He shoved faintly salty fingers to my lips and I took them into my mouth before he could say anything else.
I stirred to life as I lathered each digit with spit. Last time was better, there was lube. Although the bathroom wasn't an improvement over a cable car, which brought horrible thoughts to the surface of my mind.
"Somebody will see!" Although there were fingers in my mouth so it probably sounded like 'Sumwum wo fee! He soothed a hand through my hair and shushed me.
"Don't worry, I'm here." That's exactly why I'm worried.
I squirmed when he undid the fly and brought it out in the open, stroking it languidly. A low moan ripped through my throat and I curled my toes at the feeling. He tapped my shoulder.
I looked up hazily, and gasped.
The moutains.
They were so lovely. Green, blue, and white dotted the landscape and laid under open sky, wide and cerulean. And in a split panel in the corner of the window, was a reflection of us.
Suzaku was lathering his own fingers as he touched me, and I almost climaxed at the sight. I dragged my eyes away from my reflection.
Long dark haired boy, violet eyes, pantless and being touched from behind. I caught sight of something that made me stir.
Suzaku's pants were twitching spasticlly and tightened with every hitch of my breath. Without knowing, I let my innermost thoughts escape me.
"Put...it...in " I trailed off as he let the tiger out of its cage. It stood tall, proud, red, and pulsing. Beads of pre-cum gathered at my top and almost screamed at the sudden intrusion of two fingers.
"AH! Slow down! Do one at a time!" My eyes stung and I grit my teeth as he hesitantly withdrew a finger, plunging deeper with the action. "Sorry! Last time was...fuzzy I can't remember what I did."
"Put it in already!" I grit my teeth as he tauntingly stroked the bundle of nerves deep withtin, a dark chuckle in my ear. "Impatient, aren't you?" He licked just the right spot behind my ear and I almost lost it right there. I bit my shoulder in response, eager to not let any more noises be heard.
When the fingers left, there was a stinging ache, but a hollow emptiness...a want for something else. That something else was lining up with my entrance and I broke out in a cold sweat. Was I really about to lose my virginity to a stranger in a men's washroom in a dirty nightclub?
There was a pause, and I feared that I had spoken my thoughts again.
There was a gulp, and a timid voice that held no traces of the dominant personna from earlier.
"My name is Suzaku Kururugi."
"My name is Suzaku Kururugi. I like charity, I think the global law system is corrupt wherever you are. I like chocolate. This is my first time and-"
"And I just want to say-"
"And I just want to say-"
"I'm sorry. I feel like I'm taking something from you that you'll never get back. Regardless of experience-"
"Regardless of experience-"
"So here goes."
"Here goes."
We are collapsed over each other in the men's stall. His essence running down my thighs, mine, drying on my stomach. His hazy emerald eyes are watching me tiredly as he regains his breath. When our furiously beating hearts calm, he breaks the ice.
"Want to hang out sometime?"
I regard him blankly. "That's all you have to say?"
He nods vigorously.
I sigh, considering it. "Sure."