Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ The Chambers of My Heart ❯ Fire and Passion ( Chapter 3 )

The Chambers of My Heart

 

By: V.M.

 

Warnings: yaoi, language, graphic content, Chi/Tas and the answer to Miss Moonraven_croft's burning question… `Which fic was it?' *big cheesy grin *

 

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Rating: NC-17

 

Chapter 3: Fire and Passion

 

 

Chichiri's kiss was sweet yet slightly clumsy, attesting to the innocence that lurked in that lone mahogany eye, but gained confidence as Tasuki groaned and responded.

 

The monk lay between Tasuki's spread knees, pressed chest to chest, flank to flank, and hip to hip. One hand cradled Tasuki's head, his forearm balancing his weight, as the kiss deepened and passions flared. Tasuki's arms raised to grip Chichiri closer to his body. Afraid to let go and discover that he was dreaming, he wound one hand in the monk's hair to hold him in the kiss.

 

Chichiri groaned and nibbled Tasuki's lips, drawing the fuller lower lip into his mouth to suckle before releasing it and claiming that honeyed mouth once again.

 

Tasuki was in heaven.

 

Nothing could feel that good and not be associated with the divine, the taste and feel of having the monk spread so possessively over his chest, devouring his mouth and lighting his world on fire was pure bliss. Almost.

 

He growled low in his chest and rolled the monk under him, straddling his hips and pulling at his clothes while keeping Chichiri's lips in his full possession. It didn't matter that they lay in the dirt, out under the stars for all the world to see, all that mattered was possessing and being possessed by the man that had stolen his heart with a cute little `no da' and a warm smile.

 

His hands pulled and jerked at the cloth keeping the monk's skin from his when warm fingers wrapped around his wrists, stilling his movements. Tasuki leaned back from the kiss, sitting back on the monk's growing arousal and rotating his hips, drawing a panting groan from the man beneath him.

 

“Ahh, Tasuki… I-I need…” Chichiri trailed off as he sat up and drew his bandit against his chest more firmly, griping Tasuki's hips and grinding the fire haired man tighter against him. “Let's go inside, no da, where I can take you properly.” He bit back a groan as Tasuki leaned in and trailed a kiss along his neck, fangs scrapping gently as he drew a small portion of skin in to his mouth and suckled hard.

 

His hands clenched in Tasuki's hair, holding the bandit's suckling mouth to his neck. “T-Tasuki! If you keep this up I will take you against a tree and laugh when you grump about it later, no da. Let's go inside.”

 

Tasuki growled against his throat and sucked harder for a moment, delighting in the sigh of pleasure his partner gave, before releasing the skin with a soft `pop' and an opened mouthed kiss to the worried flesh. He stood and helped Chichiri to his feet, pulling the older man against his chest to tease him with a ghost of a kiss- mouth open and tongue just barely making contact before drawing away.

 

“Yer not gonna vanish if'n I let ya go, are ya? This won't be just another dream that I wake up from, needin' yer touch ta give me release?” Tasuki's voice held a hint of humor as well as a wealth of fear that flooded the monk with tenderness.

 

“No, Tasuki. I'll be here if you let go, I'll always be here when you wake and ease your passion as long as you do the same for me.” With a genuine smile curving soft lips, Chichiri lead his bandit to the small cabin not one hundred paces ahead of them.

 

Tasuki, not being a patient man by any means, came around in front of Chichiri as they neared the door and captured his mouth in a fierce kiss. Arms going around the older man's neck and pressing his body firmly to Chichiri's. The monk's arms went around Tasuki's hips and pulled his body closer, grinding against the younger man's obvious arousal.

 

The two stumbled and fell against the door of the cabin; each ravaging the other's mouth with demanding tongues as hands roved and moved over cloth covered flesh. Dropping his hand to the door latch, Tasuki swung the door open and pulled his lover into the small two-room cabin.

 

Off balance- having lost the stability of the door- Chichiri's grip tightened around Tasuki's hips and swung the bandit off of his feet, spinning them to rest against the wall just inside the door.

 

Tasuki kicked out a leg and caught the edge of the door and nudged it closed with his foot. His mouth never once broke contact with Chichiri's, the fevered kiss drawing out until both men had to pull away with a gasp for breath only to go back again.

 

Chichiri's kiss was addictive and Tasuki was helpless under the- now- masterful possession of his mouth.

 

Hands moved feverishly over clothing, pulling apart buckles and unfastening buttons under need induced, shaking fingers. Shirts were pulled and torn in their hurried movements, fingers trailed over hot silken skin pausing to explore each new wonder as it was revealed.

 

Tasuki's fingers stroked Chichiri's lower stomach, delighting in the play and twitch of smooth skin and muscle under his hands; while Chichiri busied himself with learning the dips and curves of Tasuki's chest and the pebbled flesh of his nipples, drawing gasps of arousal from the fire haired bandit.

 

Chichiri's lips slid from Tasuki's mouth to explore the cinnamon scented skin of his lover's neck, nibbling his way from the tendon behind his ear down the smooth expanse of throat to the dip of collarbone. Tasuki's head dropped back to thump against the wall even as a groan passed his lips, one hand still working its way over the delectable flesh bared to him. The other clenched in his own hair as if trying to hold on to his sanity and keep himself from attacking the man that was sweetly driving him to the edge of reason.

 

His gasps and trembling was not lost on Chichiri and with a quick flick of his wrist, had Tasuki's pants untied and allowed them to slide down his hips to catch on his boots.

 

Tasuki gasped and clenched his fist tighter in his own hair as the cool air worked it's way over his newly exposed skin. His other hand delving down to pull at the waistband of his lover's pants, silently begging for the last obstacle to be removed.

 

With a last lingering kiss to Tasuki's collarbone, Chichiri dropped to his knees and pulled the boots from Tasuki's feet and removed the pants that had pooled around his ankles before sitting back on his heels to look up at his lover and admire his own handiwork.

 

Tasuki leaned back against the wall, cheeks flushed, chest heaving great gasping breaths, quivering in passion at the scorching look he was receiving, only to writhe in agonized pleasure as the monk's gaze drifted over his dripping arousal with a hungry look.

 

Chichiri leaned forward and nuzzled his lips against the weeping erection in front of him, drawing a groan from Tasuki. Pressing his hands against the red head's hips, Chichiri pulled the pointed tip of his tongue along the underside of Tasuki's cock. Another sob of passionate need tumbled from Tasuki's lips as his hips flexed under the monk's hands.

 

“Gods, Chiri… please!” Came the impassioned plea and Chichiri granted his lover's demand.

 

Taking the tip of the engorged flesh between his lips, the monk applied gentle suction that caused his lover's back to bow and his hips to flex under his grip.

 

“Oh gods… Chiri, oh please… oh please, please, gods…”

 

Hearing the broken pleas, Chichiri gave in and took more of that cock into his mouth, suckling harder, drawing out his lover's pleasure as he bobbed his lips and teeth along Tasuki's length.

 

The broken sobs of pleasure became incoherent as the slowly moving mouth tortured him and pushed him to the knife point of pleasure before drawing back, releasing his cock with a soft `pop'.

 

Tasuki's breath hitched and released in a whoosh as he grabbed his tormentor and tore the monk's pants from his unresisting body, pulling that deliciously naked body flush against his own and claiming Chichiri's lips in a kiss so carnal it made the monk's toes curl against the wooden floor.

 

He lifted one leg and hooked his knee over his lover's hip, pulling the man closer to where he needed him most. “Now, Chiri… Gods… please, now!”

 

Chichiri trailed a hand slowly along Tasuki's thigh and over his hip, slowly making his way to the firm flesh of Tasuki's ass and it's hidden passage. His fingers picking up the moisture that glistened along Tasuki's flesh to ease his way.

 

Pressing one finger into his lover, Chichiri's eyes glazed over at the intense tightness and heat of Tasuki's body as a sob passed the red head's lips. Tasuki ground his hips back onto that searching finger, pulling it deeper into his body and silently letting his lover know to move on.

 

Abruptly Chichiri pulled back and turned Tasuki to face the wall, pulling his hips back to press firmly against his erection before the monk dropped to his knees and spread Tasuki's cheeks, dipping his head forward to trace his tongue around his lover's entrance.

 

Tasuki groaned at the feeling and thrusts his hips back trying to get more as that slippery tongue prepared him, dipping inside to taste and tease.

 

Chichiri's hand clenched on the firm flesh of Tasuki's ass as he got to his feet and, gripping his arousal, pressed the head of his cock against his lover's entrance, pressing inside slowly.

 

The bandit cried out as Chichiri slid inside, inch by tantalizing inch, until he was fully sheathed.

 

The monk paused a moment to reign in his passion and to allow his lover to get used to his invasion before pulling back slowly only to thrust back inside sharply, tearing another delicious cry from the red head.

 

Tasuki panted as Chichiri slowly pulled back only to thrust forcefully in again, repeating the motion several times before wrapping his hand in Tasuki's hair tightly and using it as an anchor. His head and hands bracing himself against the wall, Tasuki begged wordlessly for more.

 

Chichiri complied.

 

His hand clenched in Tasuki's hair and pulled his head back, leaning over him as his hips thrust forward to nip and lick Tasuki's ear before drawing the red head's earring into his mouth, gently tugging.

 

His pace increased and with it, his lover's cries increased in volume and pitch until Tasuki was fairly screaming in pleasure. He slowed again and pulled away from his love, turning him once again to face him and kissing his mouth as he lifted Tasuki's leg and fit himself back inside before lifting Tasuki's other thigh to wrap both around his hips.

 

“Lean back, koi. Rest against the wall and hold on with your legs.” Chichiri panted as he pulled back from those delicious lips.

 

Tasuki quirked a brow at him but was far too drunk on pleasure to worry over it long as he did as requested, lifting his hands to grip Chichiri's shoulders to steady himself. Hands at Tasuki's hips, Chichiri pulled back and thrust forward again, brushing against his lover's prostate and setting off another torrent of gasping groans as each thrust pushed against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

 

This angle allowed Tasuki's cock to slide between their bodies and gain much desired friction, pushing the red head ever closer to the edge.

 

Panting and trying desperately to hold on to his control for just a few moments longer, Chichiri's thrusts sped up, going deeper and harder than he had before. Tasuki just held on as he was swept away by the fierce passion his lover evoked in him, his throat sore and his voice horse due to the screams and cries of pleasure his lover wrung from him.

 

Chichiri thrust forward sharply, his completion creeping up and threatening to overwhelm him as his lover's tight channel tightened around him. Tasuki went rigid; eyes widening and mouth dropping open to release his name in an animal roar as he splattered his seed between their bodies.

 

The rhythmic tightening of his lover's body around his cock caused his control to slip and moments later, Chichiri joined Tasuki in ecstasy, his lover's name falling from his lips like a mantra as his hips pumped a few more times to empty the last vestiges of seed into his lover's body.

 

Chichiri leaned against Tasuki's sweat slicked chest as he slowly lowered the red head's feet to the floor and slid out of him. Both sighed at the loss even as hands and mouths moved over the other's body and the two slumped to the floor, cuddling close and exchanging gentle kisses.

 

As sanity returned, Chichiri pulled Tasuki to lay against his chest. “Ai shiteru, Tasuki-chan, no da. Never leave me.”

 

Tasuki flashed a satisfied, yet tired grin up at his love. “I love ya too, Chiri-chan.” He whispered as his voice failed him, “Ya can't keep me away from ya now, yer stuck with me till ya die.”

 

Chichiri grinned happily and placed a sweet kiss to his love's lips, “Forever, no da.”

 

 

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--End—

 

 

Good? Bad? :P

 

The answer to the burning question is…. *drum roll * Redemption! *huge cheesy grin *

 

Love ya Moonraven_croft, and I hope you enjoyed the first chaptered fic I've ever dedicated entirely to a single person. ^___________^