Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Cruisin' ❯ Thin Walls ( Chapter 3 )

Cruisin'

AN: I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Miss me? Who here remembers this story? *crickets* Yeah, thought so.
This is for Riks incase her crazy grandmother comes over for easter. Don't worry gris, still working on yours. *grins*
I apologize in advance if this sucks; I spot wrote this for at least three months and I tried something new. Tell me what you think, guys!

To Riks!

Chapter three: Thin Walls

Alec dropped the wheeled luggage as he walked into the cabin, looking around at their suite. He dropped his laptop case onto the small couch, standing in the middle of the room. Hands slid from behind him into his pockets, pulling him back snugly into Vincent's crouch. He placed his hands on top of his pockets, and Vincent rested his head on Alec's shoulder.
"Nice room," he commented, rocking them slightly. Alec grunted, leaning back against him.
"It's okay, I guess. Are you sure--"
"Yes, I'm sure! You need the break, Alec, you're going to burn out. Hell, both Chloe and Sets practically forced you to take a break. You really want those two mad at you?" he asked in Alec's ear. Alec's eyes went wide and he blanched. He whipped his head back, staring at Vincent.
"Gods, don't even joke!!" he hissed, eyes darting around as though the two of them would spawn from the air. Vincent bent down and kissed Alec's neck, making Alec close his eyes.
"Just chill Alec, okay. Just relax for once." He rubbed Alec's thighs through his pockets, fingers brushing Alec's growing erection. Alec groaned, going damn near limp in Vincent's arms.
"Christ," he breathed, eyes open but not seeing, as Vincent moved his hands so with every stroke, his fingers ran against the sides of Alec's erection. One of Alec's hands shot up and pulled Vincent's head down for a searing kiss, mouths working furiously as Vincent made quick work of Alec's jeans. Alec pulled away suddenly, forcing eye contact with his lover.
"I'm on top this time," he panted, face flushed as he stood, half bending over, and Vincent nodded once.
"You got it."
~*~
Paiyoko dragged his luggage into the room and left it by the mirrored desk, looking around the room with calm eyes. Masaka stumbled in after him, tripping on his own luggage and falling to the floor with a loud crash. Paiyoko sighed and shot his boyfriend a look.
"You're really clumsy, Masaka," he admonished, bending down to offer his pathetic boyfriend a hand. Masaka's eyes gleamed when he took Paiyoko's hand, and that should have been warning enough. "WAHH!"
With a sharp tug, Masaka now had a lap full of Paiyoko, and decided to make good on his luck. Nibbles at his neck made whatever angry comments of Paiyoko's fade away into small moans and growls. A well placed hand on his crotch made those growls transform into heavy groans and Paiyoko panted, head falling back on Masaka's shoulder. Masaka bent down and nipped at Paiyoko's ear, murmuring, "You were complaining about smelling fruity?" and with a self-satisfied smirk pulled a lube from his suitcase. "Bet I can fix that..."
~*~
Vincent groaned, fingers clenching in Alec's hair as he nibbled at the junction of his neck and shoulder. They'd made it to the bed, but how they managed that between all the groping, Vincent had absolutely no idea. Not that he really cared; they'd had sex in the middle of an alley way before; the carpet of a cruise liner was heaven compared to that.
Vincent moved his hands down Alec's back and then up his shirt, drawing a breathy moan from Alec as his skin was exposed to the cool air. Alec pulled back from the hickey he made and dragged Vincent up for a quick kiss, shedding him of his shirt and attacking his chest with vigor. It wasn't often that he ended up topping Vincent, and whenever he did, he made the best of it.
"Fuck," Vincent cursed when Alec's mouth found and attacked his nipple, nails digging into Alec's back. He gritted his teeth as he threw his head back, letting out a sort of guttural growl when Alec bit down slightly. "Alec, you don't need to do any of this...Oh shiiiiiit." Vincent's eyes went blank before rolling back into his head; his fingers clenched Alec's blond hair as he wrapped his mouth around Vincent's cock and sucked. Vincent arched against the bed, gasping, legs coming up to wrap around Alec and hold him there. Slowly, he bobbed his head up and down, tongue swirling around and playing with the thick vein that ran up the underside. Reaching into his laptop case, Alec pulled out a vanilla-mint lube and unscrewed the cap, spreading a decent amount on his hand. Without any warning, he thrust his index finger into Vincent, sucking hard to counter-act the pain. Vincent gasped, choking slightly as his body arched back. Alec slid his finger in and out, letting Vincent get used to the motion before thrusting in a second finger. Vincent groaned, clenching once before relaxing completely. Damn if Alec didn't seem better at this than him.
"Al...Alec...." he panted, raising himself up at one elbow, moaning as his looked at Alec. Green eyes looked into red questioning, not stopping either motion. Vincent moaned and gasped again. "Alec, seriously... I'm gonna come if you keep that up, so let up already...." Alec's eyes gleamed and he started to lift his mouth up. Three fingers plunged into Vincent as Alec's mouth came down hard, teeth barely scraping the sides. Vincent screamed and came.
"Gods, Alec!!!"
~*~
Masaka blinked, looking up from the delectable tan skin of the man he was molesting to the wall. Paiyoko lay there, gasping.
"What the hell, Masaka?" he demanded, rising up to glare at his boyfriend. Masaka looked back at him, pointing a finger at the wall.
"I coulda sworn I just heard someone scream in there," he said, confused. Paiyoko huffed and crossed his arms, flopping onto his back.
"Oh, I see. So a voice you think you heard is more important than ravaging your own boyfriend. Got it." His voice was flat and unamused, and it had just the reaction he was going for. Masaka's eyes glinted and he leered. He bent back over Paiyoko, mouths tantalizingly close, breaths mingling. He leered, eyes boring into Paiyoko's.
"You wish," he murmured darkly before his mouth clashed harshly with Paiyoko's, teeth clicking as mouths shifted and tongues dueled. Masaka drew Paiyoko's into his mouth and sucked, hands clenching silver locks as he held him close. Paiyoko moaned and wrapped his arms around Masaka's shoulders, thrusting his hips upwards. Masaka's jaw tightened slightly, squeezing Paiyoko's tongue. He cried out sharply, bucking upwards, and clutching his lover tighter. They pulled their mouths back slightly, panting heavily. Masaka slid his hand down to cup Paiyoko's arousal, moaning when squeezing it made Paiyoko buck harshly into him again.
"Gods, you're going ta kill me onna these days, Paiyoko, his voice and slight accent thickening with emotion and arousal. Paiyoko grinned, a true one, and cupped Masaka's face tenderly.
"But if we have to die, it'd be a hell of a way to go, right?" Masaka grinned and brushed his lips over Paiyoko's brow.
"Right."
~*~
Vincent lay there, gasping, as Alec continued to ram his fingers into him, insistingly hitting that spot inside him again and again and again. He was hard again---not that it would take much, according to Alec--and well on his way to reaching his peak again.
"Alec.... Alec, please... Stop..." he pleaded weakly, tugging loosely at the hand pinning his arms above his head. Alec looked up at him, releasing his erection with a small pop.
"Why?" he asked breezily, lips full and glistening; Vincent groaned.
"Shit, Alec, just fuck me already. Cut the foreplay, jeez!" he begged, tossing his head back. Alec smirked and moved in between Vincent's legs, keeping his arms pinned up.
"Fine," he said simply before ramming in, striking gold on the first thrust. Vincent screamed loudly, arching his back harshly. Alec brought their mouths together for a harsh kiss, sucking away what little air Vincent had left in his lungs. They moved together, Vincent thrusting down as Alec thrust in, bringing them as close together as they could get. Vincent legs wrapped around his waist, he let go of his hip and grabbed his weeping erection, squeezing it as he pumped counter-time to their movements. It didn't take long; it never did. Vincent came first for a change, red eyes rolling back into his head as his body arched and clenched, screaming Alec's name. Alec managed one more thrust before coming, moaning Vincent's name as he collapsed. Two arms, released from his death grip on them, wrapped around him shakily, rubbing soothing circles on his back and holding him close.
"That was a good one," Vincent whispered, nuzzling his cheek against Alec's; Alec flushed and tried to pull away. Vincent held him tighter and he gave up, going limp and accepting the affection.
"Yeah..."
~*~
Paiyoko cried out when Masaka hit that spot inside of him dead on, wrapping his legs even tighter around his waist. Fingers lightly clawed Masaka's back every time he thrust in as Paiyoko's hands clenched in pleasure; it only added to the experience. A hand reached down to pump Paiyoko, making him scream breathlessly. Nails cut deeply as Paiyoko reached his climax, screaming soundlessly. Masaka grunted, calling out Paiyoko's name softly as he came. He pulled out of his boyfriend and flopped onto his ass, rubbing his shoulders as the passion wore off and the pain became evident.
"Jeez, Paiyoko, you really need to cut your nails!" he complained, hissing when he poked one of the thin bleeding lines. "Oooo that smarts." Paiyoko, still panting, lifted himself up on his elbows and glared.
"If you...wouldn't fucking tease me.... so much... that wouldn't be an issue.... would it?" he stated irritably, pushing himself off the floor. Bending down stiffly, he ignored Masaka and began to redress, wiping himself on his tee shirt before chucking it towards Masaka. Masaka smiled softly, following Paiyoko's movements before following his lead, cleaning himself off and pulling on his jeans. He stood up and hugged Paiyoko from behind.
"I love you," he said softly in his ear, nuzzling his neck and hugging him closer. Paiyoko's arms rose up to cling to Masaka's and he bent his chin down, resting it between his hands.
"I love you too..." A voice from outside their balcony interrupted them.
"Oh, wow, hey Alec! Check this out! We have a deck!!" They exchanged looks.
"Doesn't that sound like one of those two guys from the terminal?" Paiyoko asked slowly, pointing at the door. Masaka nodded.
"I think it's the crude one... wanna go say hi?" he asked before pulling Paiyoko towards the door. Paiyoko swore.
"Damnit, Masaka!"
~*~
Vincent stood on the small balcony in just his ripped and faded jeans, eyes closed as the sea air wrapped around him, zephyrs dancing in his hair. Alec leaned against the door, arms crossed, a tiny smile on his face. After they'd cleaned themselves off and gotten dressed, Vincent had bolted outside like a little kid. His head turned and he opened his eyes, staring at Alec.
"Come out with me, Alec," he said softly, holding out his hand. Alec walked into his embrace just as a second door on the deck opened and out came a pale, black-haired man dragging a tanned one with silver hair.
"Damnit Masaka!" the silver one swore, trying to get the other man to let go of him. Masaka grinned and walked over to them, ignoring his boyfriend.
"Hello, my name's Masaka! And this struggling lump is my boyfriend Paiyoko," he introduced. Vincent grinned back, holding Alec tighter when he realized he was going to bolt.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Vincent and this is Alec. I guess we're neighbors for this cruise!" he said cheerfully and Masaka laughed.
"Guess so!" The door in Vincent and Alec's room opened up and a frail, blonde hair kid came rushing in.
"Oh, god, I'm so sorry!" he shouted, running over to him. He was wearing the standard uniform of the room service for the cruise, though it was a bit baggy on him. "I'm running a bit late and I haven't had a chance to reset the partition between your guys' balconies yet!" he said, scratching the back of his head. The four men looked at each other and shrugged.
"Leave it open; the sliding doors lock anyways," Vincent said cheerfully, and Masaka nodded.
"Yeah! Besides, this gives us both more deck room!" The boy looked between the two of them and grinned.
"Glad to hear it! Now, I have to be going--" a brisk shout from out in the hall cut him off.
"--GET OUT HERE!" He winced and turned around.
"Sorry, my partner's calling me. See you around sometime guys!" He waved and darted off. Alec shifted uncomfortably.
"We should get cleaned up," he muttered to Vincent. Vincent nodded and grinned.
"Hey, let's meet up for dinner later!" he offered, and Masaka beamed.
"Great idea! Where should we meet?" Paiyoko cleared his throat.
"The bar in the main lobby," he said calmly, and Vincent snapped.
"Yeah! The bar at... wait, what time do we have dinner again? Oh, yeah, eight! So let's make it seven-thirty!" Masaka nodded and they shook on it, both pairs moving into their rooms to get ready. Alec pinched Vincent's ass as they moved towards the bathroom. "Ow! What was that for?!" Alec just smiled and shook his head.
"Because I could," he said simply, and turned on the shower. Vincent smiled and moved closer.
"Oh, 'sthat right? Well, let me help you with your clothes." Laughing, the two fell into the shower.
~*~
Meanwhile, in the suite on the other side of Alec and Vincent, a young man was having a violent nosebleed in his sink.
'Jeez, they don't tell you the walls are so thin!' he thought, slightly panicked. Ookami sighed, rubbing his head and pinching his nose.
"It's going to be a long two weeks..." he said to himself.
~*~*~
AN: Whew! *wipes sweat from brow* That took freakin forever! This is the first time I've done basically simultaneous sex scenes, so I apologize.
Alec and Vincent: mine
Paiyoko, Masaka, and Ookami: San's
Cute lil blonde room service kid: Cookies to the first person to guess who he is and who owns him. ^^ (seeing as I haven't asked permission, he might get yanked)

Setsuna, out!
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