Loveless Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Hotel Suite ❯ Night of Passion ( Chapter 1 )

Part 1

 

Soubi and Seimei walked into the hotel lobby. Seimei stopped at the counter and noticed his friend's yawn, he offered, “You can sit down if you want, this will only take a moment.”

 

The younger boy smiled with a look of thanks before sitting down and leaning his head back against the wall. Seimei started filling out the papers for a room for the night, he looked over his shoulder at Soubi's resting form and smiled.

 

At that moment, a tall man walked in through the door and looked at Soubi before turning his head with a look of disgust.

 

When the person behind the desk was done with the papers, she handed him his key. Seimei walked to Soubi and put a hand on his shoulder, saying gently, “Come on Soubi, I got a room for us.”

 

Soubi smiled and stood up, covering his mouth with his hand as he yawned again. As they turned to the door they both heard the man lean over towards his curly haired counterpart and say, “Great. A bunch of queers. Why must they litter our public places?”

 

Soubi glared over his shoulder, obviously insulted. Seimei continued walking, whispering quietly, “Just let it go Soubi.” The 16-year-old boy followed his 19-year-old master quietly out the door.

 

When they got to the rooms collapsed on the bed, too exhausted from the long, uneventful car ride to do anything but sleep at the moment. Soubi sighed, “That man was rude.”

 

“Yes, he was Soubi.” The older man replied, “But that's not of our concern. We may enjoy each others company, but we aren't queer, or gay, so it doesn't matter.” Seimei walked to the far side of the room where he washed his face and prepared for sleep.

 

Outside Soubi heard the tall raven-haired man from the lobby passing, “Just our luck, we're in the room next to the homos.” He adjusted his glasses and walked past the window.

 

Soubi lifted his head out of the pillow to glare at the man and the smaller boy he was with. He looked up at Seimei, who was still occupied cleaning his cat ears and face.

 

Soubi got on his knees and moved to the top of the bed to put his ear against the wall. On the other side he could hear the man's partner saying he was going to go out and get some ice and snacks.

 

As soon as the door closed the man sat down on the bed, making it squeak. Soubi decided that to be a good time to get his revenge for the man being so narrow minded.

 

Soubi and Seimei had planned to get in bed and go to sleep with nothing more than a chaste kiss, but this man's rudeness called Soubi to be a little less considerate.

 

The boy licked his lips and closed his eyes before letting his mouth fall open, “Ohhhhh.” He moaned silkily but loudly.

 

He got on his hands and knees for maximum movement and started rocking his hips to make the bed rock and squeak, “Oh, Seimei, yes. Yes!”

 

From the room over there was a long pause before there were sudden moans, “Oh my love, ahhhh.” The last part was a long sigh.

 

Soubi's brows pursed, he fought back with louder moans, “Ooh-oh! Yes! Oh Seimei please -oh- you're the best -oh- yes! More!”

 

In the next room again, “Oh, yes, I- I-,” the voice shuddered, “Ohh darling.” He dressed the non-existent being as if it were female.

 

Soubi continued, now rocking his hips into the air twice as fast to increase the sound squeaking of the bed.

 

He knew that the man in the next room was obviously faking it, since the woman was no longer in there… or was he mocking him? Soubi considered that the man knew Soubi's partner wasn't participating and was indeed mocking him.

 

The man in the next room grew louder and so did Soubi until Seimei asked, “What are you doing?”

 

Soubi came do a dead stop and looked over his shoulder. Seimei stood at the side of the bed, one hand on his hips, the other holding his belt.

 

Soubi shivered slightly when he saw the belt then hung his head, he apologized in a low voice, “You told me to leave the matter alone and I disobeyed you. I'm sorry, I should not have disregarded your orders.”

 

Seimei's ear twitched and he looked at the wall, hearing the sounds in the next too. He moved the hand on his hip, his pants sliding completely off, and then dropped his belt and climbed onto the bed behind Soubi, “I assure you, you've over analyzed the situation. The order was only for those moments in the lobby.” The voice next door went quiet, apparently surprised by the additional voice.

 

Soubi wavered slightly when he felt the bed shift under the weight of a second body. Seimei asked, “Why do you still have on your clothes?” he interrupted his question, to insure it was rhetorical, “Take them off.”

 

“Yes master.” Soubi pulled his jacket off over his head, stumbling off the support of his hands and landing face first into the mattress, ass in the air. Seimei had to bite his lips to keep from saying anything.

 

Soubi let his face rest on the cool mattress as he unbuttoned his shirt hastily before forcing it off. He reached down to his pants when Seimei took over, tugging the material down to his knees and eventually off.

 

Seimei groaned as he guided his hands over the bare expanse of the boy's back and rear, “Soubi, you're so beautiful.”

 

In the next room:

 

The young American man now stared at the wall across the room in disgust and shock. Determined not to lose to a couple of `queens' he fished out a megaphone, which was so like him to have, and started yelling into it, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” realizing his yelling wasn't having much of an effect on his neighbors he walked across the room to yell at the wall.

 

“Crawford… What are you doing? Directing a porn from one room over?”

 

The man turned to see his pet in the door, “I'm teaching these gay people a lesson.”

 

Schuldig crossed his arms, “Well, they sound like they've won, whether its in your little contest or not, their doing what they do while you sit here with a megaphone.”

 

Crawford smiled, “But now you're here, baby.”

 

Schuldig rolled his eyes but walked into Crawford's embrace anyways, “You're such a horn dog.”

 

~*~

Seimei had flipped the younger blonde over shortly after preparing him. Soubi spread out, trying to soak up some of the cool mattress on his heated flesh.

 

The older man entered, placing his mouth on his slave's neck, so as not to muffle the cry emitting from the boy's mouth. Seimei licked with his rough, cat like tongue, all over the neck, running his fingers up and down the slick and firm body.

 

Soubi clenched and un-clenched his fingers, he ran them through his hair and gripped them on the blanket, unable to find a permanent place for them. Seimei slid his hand into the other's, their fingers entwined and held to each other tightly.

 

He lowered his head to tease whatever piece of flesh he could reach on the boy beneath him, enjoying how each flick of his tongue brought forth a moan and higher arch of the back.

 

Seimei released one of his hands to drift down and relieve some of the pressure on Soubi. The young boy cried his name out and moaned, lost in the passion and pleasure in the small hotel room.

 

Sky is blue

Water is wet

I'll make you cum

I'll make you sweat

Pressed against my body

Moving up and down

Slowly but firmly

We will move the ground

 

(There isn't much to say for the poem, most of it is just perverted, but the last two lines, I think its kind of… beautiful in a way. Keep scrolling down.)