Youji drove home holding Aya's hand. It had gotten dicey there in the park, but he'd managed to stay in control and keep Aya from freaking out too much. He understood the man a lot better now and it scared him a little. Aya was so damaged. There was so much pain and rage bottled up inside the small man that he refused to let show or even allow himself to feel and it was slowly killing him. The episode with the knife proved that. Youji had really thought the man was going to take it and slit his own throat to prove his point. That had scared the shit out of the blonde and he knew then that he'd have to tread even more carefully with Aya than before. The swordsman was in danger from himself more than anyone else. It was terrifying to see that the stoic redhead was in more pain than he showed. Youji looked over at him. Aya's face was unreadable as always, but Youji could still see the pain in his eyes. He couldn't believe how blind he'd been to it before. Aya looked up at him and to Youji's complete shock he smiled. It was so achingly beautiful that he had a hard time looking away. He felt Aya's hand squeeze his before intertwining their fingers. He adjusted his grip and brought the back of Aya's hand to his lips before resting their hands on his thigh. "You should smile more often." Aya didn't say anything, but Youji hadn't really expected him to. He sighed as he pulled into his parking space behind the Koneko. It had been a long night and he was beat. They climbed out of the car and headed inside. When they got to the living room Youji was aware of Aya's hand on his arm then suddenly he was on his back on the floor with Aya straddling his waist.
"A-" The swordsman silenced him with a kiss as his long, graceful fingers unbuttoned Youji's shirt then slipped the garment off his shoulders. Youji moaned into the mouth on his as Aya's hands slid up his chest. Aya's tongue slipped between his parted lips. Youji grabbed onto the younger man's hips wrapping his own tongue around the one invading his mouth. Aya pulled off his leather jacket and threw it aside then tangled his fingers in Youji's hair and held his head in place as he kissed down the blonde's neck. Youji moaned gripping Aya's thin hips tighter. The swordsman kissed up the front of his throat to his ear and sucked the lobe into his mouth. Youji groaned as Aya's tongue slid into his ear and his groin swelled painfully. His jeans were way too tight for this, but he couldn't pop them open with Aya sitting where he was, which was part of the problem. Every time the redhead moved he rubbed against the front of Youji's pants. The blonde was sure Aya could feel how hard he was, hell, how could he not? Youji's cock had to be digging into his ass in a way that couldn't be comfortable. He was startled into a gasp when Aya sat back, releasing the hold he had on Youji's hair. Dark violet eyes stared into his making his cock twitch. A crimson eyebrow raised slightly causing Youji to blush and look away. Sensing movement above him he looked up in time to see Aya lift of his shirt and toss it on top of his coat. He stared at the milky white expanse of Aya's torso and was shocked by the amount of scars there. Most were so faded they were barely noticeable, but others stood out against his pale skin.
"Still think I'm beautiful?" Aya asked quietly. Youji raised his eyes.
"Of course I do." He replied. "No amount of scarring will change that." Aya snorted but kissed him until Youji moaned loudly, grinding his cock against the younger man's ass. He squirmed when Aya took his hands and pinned them above his head then shifted his weight onto his knees so that he was barely touching any part of Youji. Taking both of Youji's wrists in one hand, Aya slid his free one down Youji's chest and abdomen. The blonde groaned as the button of his jeans popped open and gentle fingers pulled the zipper down. He gasped, hips bucking, as Aya's fingers slipped into his boxers and wrapped around his cock, pulling it free. Aya's grip on his wrists tightened and his tongue delved deeper into Youji's mouth as he gently stroked the entire, throbbing length. Youji groaned kissing back ferociously. God was he in heaven, everywhere the swordsman touched him felt like it was on fire and he groaned again as Aya's fingers squeezed his balls, gently massaging them.
Aya pulled away from the kiss, sucking on Youji's tongue. The blonde gasped for air, his chest heaving, then Aya's mouth was on his nipple, teasing it with his tongue and Youji couldn't think anymore. He didn't even notice when Aya's hand left his wrists. He was focused on the tongue caressing every inch of his skin as it descended, and the hand gently pumping his cock. He could hear himself moaning continuously. The moans increased in volume as Aya's mouth wrapped around the tip of his cock and began sucking. He couldn't believe this was happening, but he knew it wasn't a dream. He had never had a dream as good as this. Aya's hands went to his thighs and pushed them apart as he sucked more of Youji's cock into his mouth. The blonde shouted, his vision going white and his entire body arcing as he came. When everything came back into focus Aya was straddling his stomach and looking down at him calmly. Youji cursed the man's self control. If he'd been the one that had just given that amazing blowjob he would be grinning like that cat that finally ate the canary, but here Aya was, just sitting there while Youji was panting like he'd just run a marathon. "Jesus Christ, Aya." Youji gasped. Aya kissed him before he could say anything else then pulled away and stood. Youji watched the violet eyes move all over his naked form and fought the urge to stroke himself. He saw Aya's lips twitch and looked down to see that he was almost fully erect again. He let his head fall back against the floor with a groan. This was embarrassing.
Aya smirked, looking down at Youji. The man really was a horny bastard…well the horny part was true anyway. Aya didn't see him as a bastard anymore. In a way the older man was a lot like him and wore a mask to hide his true self from the world. As his eyes roamed over Youji's skin he had to admit the man had a nice body. It was better than his. He smiled putting his legs on either side of Youji and lowered himself until he was sitting on the older man's chest. Youji's eyes flew open. To keep him from saying anything Aya leaned in and kissed him. It was nice being in control like this, and the man beneath him was practically begging to be dominated. When Youji's hands reached up to touch him Aya grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. Youji groaned as Aya bit his lip then sucked on it. "God Aya!" He gasped. Aya's tongue was in his ear slowly moving in and out.
The redhead wondered how long Youji could last without him touching him below the waist and set to work finding all the older man's sensitive areas. Ears; check, neck; definitely, but it was his nipples that took the cake. Youji bucked and moaned as Aya teased them with his tongue and teeth. The redhead almost laughed, moving back up to kiss him. Youji kissed him back passionately breathing heavily and jerking his hips. Aya gripped his wrists tighter when he tried to free them and pulled back from the kiss to glance over his shoulder. Youji's cock was fully erect and leaking onto his stomach, Aya smiled; it wouldn't be much longer and Youji would be begging for him to touch him. He kissed back down the larger man's neck and took his left nipple in his teeth. Youji moaned thrusting his hips into the air futilely. Aya pulled back then let go and did it to the other one. Youji gasped and arced his neck back, squeezing his eyes shut. Aya smiled, licking the sensitive nub before sucking it into his mouth and watched Youji squirm. The older man's muscles rippled beneath Aya as Youji tried to free himself, but the swordsman had him pinned expertly. "God Aya…fuck me!" Youji shouted the last to words as Aya bit down to make him stop squirming. Aya smirked letting go of the nipple and slid up next to the older man's ear.
"You really want me to?" He whispered, nibbling on the lobe. Youji whimpered, quivering beneath him. "You do, don't you?" Aya slid his tongue into the blonde's ear, listening to him moan.
"Yes." Youji whispered breathlessly. "God, yes." Aya smiled kissing him lightly on the lips then released Youji's wrists and sat back to undo his pants. He stood and slipped them off along with his boxers then pushed Youji's legs apart and kneeled between them. The older man groaned watching Aya smear his cock with some of Youji's pre-cum. Aya used one hand to pry open Youji's cheeks and the other to guide his cock into place then began pushing in. Youji gasped throwing his head back and clutching at the carpet as Aya slid into him. Aya moved slowly at first; a steady, easy rhythm. Youji moaned and writhed, biting his wrist while the younger man thrust into him. He shouted incoherently and pounded the floor as Aya thrust harder and increased his speed. "Fuck!" He screamed, coming for the second time. Aya kept his breathing even as he kept thrusting and leaned down to lick some of the cum off of Youji's stomach. The blonde moaned, grabbing the back of his head and pulling the younger man up into a kiss. Aya grabbed Youji's hair and kissed him hard, grabbing the older man's cock. He pumped it as he thrust both his tongue and his cock into Youji. The blonde groaned, clutching at his back and hardening in his grip. Aya's breath hitched slightly as he got closer and he could feel that his rhythm was off, but he didn't care. He was making Youji his and his alone and the older man had no idea what he was getting himself into. Youji's moans increased in speed and pitch making Aya thrust faster. He pulled away from the kiss breathing hard and watched Youji's face as they came together. Youji bucked and shouted, throwing his head back then collapsed, panting heavily. Aya pressed a gentle kiss to his jaw then his parted lips and slipped his tongue inside. Youji moaned softly as Aya moved inside of him. "God you're amazing." He breathed when Aya pulled out and sat back. "I don't think I'm going to be able to move for a week." Aya chuckled, standing and gathering his clothes. "Where are you going?" Youji pouted.
"Shower." Aya replied walking up the stairs to his room. He grabbed some clean clothes and went into the bathroom. As the water warmed he felt a presence behind him and smiled. "Thought you couldn't move."
"I lied." Youji laughed wrapping his arms around Aya's chest from behind. "Besides I figured I need a shower too." Aya nodded taking the older man's hand and pulled Youji into the shower with him. "First though." Youji put his hands on Aya's shoulders, leaning him against the shower wall then got to his knees in front of the younger man. Aya inhaled sharply as Youji took his cock in hand and sucked it into his mouth. His hands went to the blonde's head and curled in his hair as Youji sucked. He swallowed hard, leaning his head back and tried to breath normally, but it was impossible with Youji's tongue doing what it was doing. He could feel it caressing every inch of his cock then moving up to rub the tip. He bit his lip, tightening his grip on Youji's hair. The blonde moaned, sucking harder. Aya gasped letting his head fall forward and squeezed his eyes shut trying to breathe. Youji moaned again reaching up to gently massage Aya's balls. The redhead came with a gasp. Youji sucked him clean then got to his feet and kissed Aya softly. Aya put his arms around the taller man's neck and kissed him back. They belonged to each other now, Aya realized as they helped clean each other off, but he felt good about it. He finally had a place in life and he hadn't known that he'd been missing that. He smiled as he climbed into Youji's bed and fell asleep. He knew he'd fall in love with Youji; it was just a matter of time and healing.