Chapter 10: Lemon Version.
Disclaimer –The only thing I own is the idea for Dream With Me.
Summary - Kurogane seems to have woken up in a world with Sakura, with doors that lead to places that they least expect, and other doors that lead to disappearing people. What do you prefer, Dreams or Reality? KuroFai LEMON, SyaoSaku
Note: Oh god. My first lemon. I am so new at this, don't get mad at me if I did a bad job. I just did what you guys wanted, EVEN IF IT TOOK FOREVER.
Note: I feel silly for taking so long. Reviews that you people still care make me feel better. If I can manage to get a total of 100 reviews with this (and maybe the epilogue), then I might actually start doing lemons more often.
Naughty Naughty Kurogane should stop using such fowl language.
Mr. Ninja-face's point of view.
LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER. SKIP IF YOU DON'T LIKE OR WANT. No flames plz? Kthx.
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I leaned back against the counter in the kitchen, crossing my arms and pretending like I barely care about the current conversation.
"It seems that Sakura's magic is causing the feather's magic to neutralize." The witch said, pretty annoyed that we probably took her away from whatever book Dumbass McGee and the kid gave her.
I glance over at the idiot, seeing an unreadable look upon his face. I might have been stuck in the mage's head for a while, but that did nothing to help me understand him.
"Will Sakura come back, too?" The Princess's hero spoke up, glancing away from the contained feather that he has held close to him ever since I... appeared.
I'm still not quite sure how I got in the temple.
"Yes."
I decide that none of my questions will be answered if I don't ask, so I walked up closer to Mokona, to get a better view of that bitch.
"Why am I back before the princess?" I can feel a certain annoying idiot's smile on me.
"What's the matter, Kuro-pon? Did you want to spend more time in my thoughts?"
I ignore him, and continue staring at the witch, waiting for an answer. She smiles at the blonde's comment, and for a moment, I don't doubt that she knows what went on in his head. I cringe at that thought.
"There are two reasons for that. First thing is that Fai needed you. Had your soul, that inhabited his mind, not caught him, he would have fallen down majority of the stairs and gotten damage to the head, resulting in a short concussion that would have left Syaoran in a bad position. Fai's mind knew he was in danger, thus making you automatically know. Your training as a ninja helped greatly, though." She still sounded annoyed, and wanted us to stop talking so she can back to whatever she was doing. "And the second reason is as I stated before; Sakura's power is severely weakening the feather's own, thus making it so you are not as contained, and you could much more easily break out of your… prison, so to speak." She smiled again, and I started to wonder if she somehow was watching the mage and I the whole time in his head.
"I thought that spirits couldn't touch the living…" the kid scratched the back of his head, obviously confused by the whole thing.
"They can't, when they're dead. Kurogane, who was still living, had all the essentials needed to still touch things. The only major differences between being just a soul and fully living, is that spirits are bound to the people whose mind they inhabit, and they are slightly invisible." She looks borderline pissed now, and she's almost glaring at the kid to shut the fuck up, which, of course, he's oblivious to because she's giving him info.
"Will we have to bring Sakura back to her body once her soul comes out of my mind, like we did with Kurogane-san?"
"Yes." The bitch answers, her annoyance bleeding through enough that even Mokona winces. I glance around the room, and I notice the mage staring at me.
I've had enough of his bullshit for a couple weeks, so I walk into the other room.
And I hear the blonde get up and follow me.
I go into the bedroom that I have to share with the mage, sit on the bed, and wait for the blue-eyed fool to walk by. I didn't have to do so for long, before he enters the room, and smiles at me awkwardly before shutting the door behind him.
"Why did you follow me in here?" I ask, or more of demand from him.
"Well, Kuro-wanwan, it's not very fair that you get to see my thoughts, when I can't do the same to you." He smiles slyly.
I glare at the mention of the nickname. "I can guarantee that my thoughts aren't as perverted as yours are. Damnit, were you doing that just to piss me off?"
His mask falters, and my eyes widen in realization. "I'm sorry, Kuro-wanko, but masks and lies don't exist in the mind."
I rolled my eyes and snorted; settling for staring holes into the wall, rather than carve holes into the mage's body with my sword.
I heard some noise, and because of sheer curiosity, I look back at the man. His face is too close to mine for comfort. His smile is obviously back, though, if not bigger. "You ARE a good kisser, though, Kuro-bonbon!"
I bite back a snappy comeback, knowing fully well that if I say 'You know what you're good at? Pissing me off, so get the fuck away from me' would probably do nothing for the better.
Of course, I want to try, anyway, and see if I get lucky enough for him to actually listen. "…don't get any ideas." I glare at him, and he somehow manages to make his smile even bigger.
"What's the matter, Kuro-pyuu? Don't like my dreams?" He puts his hand on my thigh, and I'm not sure if I want to punch him in the face for doing so or pull him closer for being such a slut. He sighs, melodramatically, obviously taking my silence as an answer. "It's so hard to know what ninjas want, nowadays." He falls over my lap, and puts a hand over his forehead.
I was about to stand up, and it would have knocked him off my lap, but he got to act first and he pushed my chest down onto the bed, putting his lips to mine, making sure he got his early point across, before he slightly turned his head and put his mouth to my ear. "You don't need to hide it, Kuro-koi, I know you love me, too. Otherwise you wouldn't have been able to hear Syaoran-kun." I can even HEAR him smirking.
I decide that if he's going to play some stupid game with me, that I should play that way too, and of course, dominate and win.
I roll over and put my hands on both sides of him, so he can't escape. I put my lips close to his, enough to make him start to lean his head forward, trying to capture something I'm not going to let him have. "You know, you're not very subtle when it comes to your feelings..." I whisper, and he slightly glares at me... and it doesn't really look like a glare. It just looked kind of funny.
I smirk, and quickly decide that I want to try to make him squirm with my words. He, slightly blushing, started to squirm already, probably noticing my intentions.
His attempted glare appeared again, before pushing himself forward enough to capture my lips in a surprise attack.
He wrapped his arms around my neck during the whole thing, pulling me closer. After what seemed like minutes, his grip weakened and he moved back, both of us gasping for air.
This was definitely better than my plan of attacking him with words.
He smiled, but it was different than the rest of the times he did. It wasn't fake, nor was it a playful grin that he always had when he called me goddamned nicknames or whatever with the annoying pork bun. It was… wanting.
It was actually quite hot.
His lust filled smile grew, and I figured it was just because he figured out what I had just realized.
Not because I was blushing. Ninjas don't blush.
Things started to blur after that. Lust took over the better part of me, and I assume that the same happened to the blonde, and quickly all of our clothes were on the floor.
The only thing that slowed the mood down was the mage's comment.
"Hyuu, Kuro-chan is so big!" he seemed to almost meow the words.
Still slightly in a daze, I didn't make any comment, but glared. The blue-eyed fool probably would say that I was blushing or something, but I was not fucking blushing.
Honorable ninjas don't blush. Ever.
Even if the damn blonde says otherwise.
To shut him up, and to get on with what we both knew was going to happen eventually, I kissed him.
After another couple minutes lost to wandering hands and mouths, the mage pushed me back slightly. I took my lips off of their current place on his collarbone, and I took a glance at him.
"K-kuro-tan, I..I want.." He gasped out, as I smirked and didn't let him finish his sentence, and recaptured his lips, and he moaned into it.
"Kuro-k-kin…" He once again tried at words, but I just won't let him have that victory.
Kissing him wasn't working anymore. I'll have to try another technique.
A hand traveled around the frail man's body, searching for sensitive spots.
He shivered as I brought my hands over his inner thigh.
"S-stop teasing!" He whined.
I decided to actually start listening to him, and I placed one of my hands between us, wrapping it around our erections, moving slow as to keep him moaning.
He leaned away from me again, and put a hand around my wrist, attempting to use strength to make me pump faster.
"P-please Kuro-min!" I smirked, kissing him again.
Fai moaned again, but in the background I heard something that I could only recognize as a 'click'. I paid it no mind, figuring that whatever it was, didn't need my attention. I don't really think that the blonde would let me leave, anyway.
I couldn't help but imagine what Fai would do if I left. Oh, God forbid he POUT. I had to smirk at that thought.
The mage must have noticed I was deep in thought. "Um..Kuro-yam…" he glanced away, but I didn't bother to look at what he was looking at.
I glared at him slightly for the nickname while still smirking. I made my hand start to move faster, back and forth, skin against skin. I didn't even pay attention to another 'click' in the background.
"Ah! K-kuro-" I kissed him again, and it must have been too much for him, as he came, already, into my hand. He glanced up at me, catching his breath. "Stubborn. Y-you didn't let me f-finish my sentence." He huffed, using his hand to finish me off as well.
"You would have ruined the mood." I lied down on the bed, next to him.
"Moko-chan..w-what are you going to do with that?" Fai had asked, and as I had said, it ruined the mood.
The full meaning finally settled in my mind, and my eyes widened…
The damn white porkbun was in the room?!
Fuck.
"Hyuu! Yuuko-san will definitely like this!" It bounced off, closing the door with another 'click'.
Damnit! What did the manjuu just do?!
"I tried to tell you, Kuro-puff, but you wouldn't let me talk. Didn't you hear those clicks? The first was from the door, and the second was from Moko-chan's weird camera thing. I think he got it from the bookstore I was at a couple days ago."
I glared at the now-closed door.
Shit. I'll never hear the end of the perverted things from the god-damned witch.
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Dinner was eaten in silence, except for a couple of the mage's compliments toward the kid's food, a couple stupid nicknames toward me, and a few 'hyuu!'s from the manjuu. When it came to go to sleep, I laid down with my back toward Fai's bed. I heard him shuffle over to my bed. "Kuro-moo, can I sleep with you tonight?" I grunted and scooted over a bit, giving him some room. He laid down next to me, snuggling into my back, and as he started to drift off, he said "I couldn't have dreamt this day to have gone better."
I turned over, wrapping my arms around him, and he snuggled even closer.
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That night, we dreamt of each other, with each other.
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Ending Notes: …I really hate the word erection. It makes me shiver.
Oh, and I'm almost done with the epilogue, too! I wanted to finish them about the same time, but I didn't realize I was taking so long.