Danger Zone

A low growl escaped from Haruka's throat as he felt Makoto violently kiss and nip at the sensitive skin of his neck. At first he had tried to fight off the olive-haired male since he was not in the mood at all anymore but now that he was being teased and pleased…

Haruka still tried to gaze at anything but the olive-haired male and he was pleased that he was actually pissing Makoto off. He wondered how long it would take before the olive-haired male would make a snarky comment. Haruka gasped as he felt the familiar sting of pain and pleasure spark from his neck. He closed his eyes and let Makoto do as a he pleased because he didn't have the strength to fight back.

"The fuck is wrong with you," Makoto bit down on Haruka's neck and the raven-haired male yelped and screamed because it actually hurt this time.

"I can ask you the same, get the fuck off of me," Haruka dragged his hands free from Makoto's grip and he shoved the olive-haired male back on the couch.

"Why are you being like this, you're just lying there," Makoto sounded fierce and upset but Haruka wasn't really impressed, not at all even.

Haruka didn't even bother to reply because then he would have to admit why he wasn't fully enjoying the physical attention he was receiving. He simply stared outside to gaze at the raindrops that were attacking his window. It was stormy outside and Haruka actually enjoyed hearing the wind howl fiercely and the raindrops pelt down against his windows. He also loved the smell of rain in the air and if he were alone right now, he would probably go outside and let himself get soaked.

Haruka got up and walked past Makoto, he didn't care what the olive-haired male thought. He opened his front door and stepped out into the downpour. He closed his eyes and let the water drops take him away to a place where he could feel at ease. He was vaguely aware that Makoto was standing behind him but he tried to ignore his friend.

"You shouldn't be outside in this weather, you'll get sick," Makoto purred in Haruka's ear and the latter shivered from the close proximity of his friend.

"You shouldn't be outside either then," Haruka replied softly. Whenever Makoto would treat him in his usual gentleness, Haruka found it hard to stay mad at him. Haruka felt Makoto's strong hands on his waist and Haruka leaned his head back to let it rest on Makoto's shoulder. Haruka noticed that Makoto hadn't put on his shirt before stepping outside. Haruka turned around and finally gazed at Makoto for the first time that evening. His body was glistening under the moonlight and little rain drops deftly made their way down his naked torso. Haruka swallowed thickly as he took in the beautiful sight of the olive-haired male. His anger fit was long forgotten when he was greeted with a warm smile. Perhaps he had overreacted slightly, however, he would still get to the bottom of everything in the morning. Right now, the raven-haired male had different plans. He softly pressed his lips against Makoto's and he could faintly taste the sweetness of rain drops. Haruka locked his hands behind Makoto's neck and the kiss slowly turned into a dance of passion and lust. Their tongues swirled around each other in perfect synchronisation like they haven't been doing anything else for the past few years. The kiss was perfect and it left them both panting and gasping for breath. Their gazes locked and they both knew what would happen next.

Makoto took Haruka's hand and he led the raven-haired male back inside. With a rough push, Makoto pinned Haruka against the back of the front door. Makoto let his hands slide over the wet T-shirt that clung to Haruka's torso. The olive-haired male gazed at the perfectly toned muscles and he licked his lips in anticipation. Haruka blinked at Makoto with a hazy gaze and he tilted his head slightly, waiting for Makoto to make the next move. It didn't take Makoto that long because with a few tugs and pulls, he had effectively stripped Haruka from his wet T-shirt. Haruka could feel his lips burn with anticipation and he didn't wait for Makoto. He launched himself at the olive-haired male and lazily pressed his lips against those of the boy he deemed to be perfect. Their kiss was lazy and sloppy but that didn't matter right now, all that mattered is the harsh breathing of lust that was shared between them. Makoto let his hands travel down Haruka's bare back until he reached the spot he was looking for. He squeezed Haruka's behind firmly and the raven-haired male took the hint immediately. He let himself be lifted and he swung his legs around Makoto's waist firmly. Haruka pressed his lips against Makoto's neck and decided that he was also allowed to brand the beautiful boy. A few hard sucks and nips later, Haruka was quite pleased with himself.

"I might have to punish you for that you know," Makoto teased Haruka's lobe with his tongue and he could feel the raven-haired male shiver in his hands. He would do anything to turn Haruka into a shivering mess and he was well on his way to reach that goal.

"Really, I'm not going to stop you," Haruka teased back and licked Makoto's lips teasingly. Haruka wondered why Makoto was able to bring out a side of him that Haruka didn't even know he had.

Makoto chuckled softly before coaxing Haruka into another deep and passionate kiss. The olive-haired male wasted no time in parting Haruka's lip so that he could explore that delicious mouth thoroughly. Haruka rolled his hips slightly so that their groins were pressed together firmly and the raven-haired male smiled when he noticed the small gasp coming from the olive-haired male.

"Eager huh," Haruka teased and he couldn't hide his amused smirk any longer. He was glad that Makoto could also be flustered from time to time.

"Shut up," Makoto replied with a smirk and he placed a soft kiss right under Haruka's right ear.

Makoto carried the raven-haired male downstairs into their beloved basement. The road towards the basement was hard and Makoto found it hard to focus because he could feel Haruka tease his neck with soft kisses, licks and nips.

"I'm going to drop you if you don't stop," Makoto said while trying to stifle a moan because Haruka had found the most sensitive part of his neck.

Haruka didn't stop the teasing and Makoto was determined to make the boy beg for it when they reached the basement. That would seem like a proper punishment and Makoto grinned because he could already picture a very aroused Haruka begging for more and more. Makoto kicked the door to the basement open and he threw Haruka on the bed. The raven-haired male simply gazed at him with a look that screamed for it.

"You look really hot right now," Makoto purred as he turned on the small light that was attached to the bed post. Makoto wasn't lying because damn Haruka looked as sexy as ever. His damp hair was clinging to his forehead and when he did that little shake, Makoto was ready pass out. There were still some water drops rolling down his body and his jeans were showing off the perfect bump between his legs. Makoto growled sexily and crawled onto the bed to press Haruka down on his back. Their lips locked once more and Makoto let his hands travel all over Haruka's naked torso. He toyed with Haruka's nipples and grinned when he could hear soft gasps and moans coming from the raven-haired male.

Haruka arched his back slightly to get some sort of friction going between the two of them. He needed to feel Makoto's growing bulge against his own but Makoto backed away slightly to deprive Haruka of that sort of touch.

"Not yet," Makoto purred in Haruka's ear while softly scraping his nails along Haruka's abdomen.

"Why not," Haruka whined while he dragged Makoto down to shower him with another heated kiss.

"I'm going to make you enjoy all night, that's why," Makoto gazed at Haruka with a wicked gleam in his eyes and it was enough to make the raven-haired male shiver and shake. All night?

"I mean it," Makoto said while grazing his lips against Haruka's, barely touching those shivering lips. Haruka hated the fact that Makoto still read his mind even if they were in this state. Years of friendship have taught Makoto many things but sometimes Haruka wished that he would stop using the telepathy thing.

Haruka's mind went blank because Makoto was still grazing his lips but he didn't touch them completely. Whenever Haruka tried to press his lips against Makoto's more firmly, the olive-haired male would back away slightly, but not enough to totally break the touch. It was maddening and Haruka knew that he would get teased an entire night.

"Stop it," Haruka muttered as he once more tried to press his lips against Makoto's.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Makoto teased as he once more grazed those beautiful sculptured lips.

"You damn well know what I'm talking about," Haruka tried to pout but he failed miserably considndering that a smouldering gaze doesn't exactly go well with a pout.

"So hot and dangerous," Makoto purred into Haruka's ear and he was rewarded with a small moan when he flicked his tongue against the lobe.

"Shut up," Haruka said while softly biting down on Makoto's collarbone.

"Make me," Makoto teased once more, gazing at Haruka with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

Haruka rolled his eyes in exasperation and he gazed back at the olive-haired male.

"Just fucking take me."

Hiya everyone!

I wrote this chapter when I couldn't sleep last night, I always end up tossing and turning in my bed whenever I don't have to go to work . and here I was hoping that I would become well-rested :p Oh well, lucky for you because I seem to be most inspired in the middle of the night :)

As you can guess, the next chapter will contain a lot of smut :) I guess I'll also end up writing that one later tonight :p

Hope you enjoyed this little chapter! If you have any ideas for this story or things I should definitely include, please let me now! :)

Lots of love!