Tsubasa Chronicle Fan Fiction ❯ Nightmare Dance ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Nightmare and Dreams Part 2

 

Kuro/Fai

 

11thJanuary 2009

 

Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles

 

 

Kurogane & Fai POV:

 

It was only a few hours later when Kurogane woke again, the sheets were coiled around his legs again indicating his restlessness, but that wasn't the cause of his wakefulness. His eyes opened slowly, taking in the darkness of the room and his body instinctively tensed at the movement of the mattress from behind him, body going rigid and preparing to move. He breathed out slowly as his mind surfaced from the confines of sleep, recalling just who he was sharing this big bed with and he felt his stiff posture soften slowly against the well cushioned mattress. He couldn't restrain the tentative smile letting it curl the corner of his lips as he silently enjoyed the feel of sharing a bed with the blond.

 

He turned over slowly, wincing at the bruises he could feel blooming on his back from the tumble he and the mage had taken against the tiles. Kurogane knew what it was that had woken him when his intense crimson gaze landed on the trembling form of the mage. He looked so small and fragile, curled up in a ball, his fine blond hair sticking to his pale cheeks as his eyelids fluttered against them.

 

The warrior knew then, as the quiet whimpers fell from chapped lips that were reddened and starting to bleed where the young man had bitten at them in his sleep that he was in the throes of another nightmare. Kurogane would be damned if he'd let the mage suffer, his heart felt constricted inside his chest at the sight of the frightened man. The mage had chosen to come and stay in his bed in the hopes of warding off the dark dreams and he would make sure he kept them at bay.

 

Kurogane was uncertain of how to proceed; ensuring his body was fully covered with the cotton sheet, his cheeks flushing at the thought of being completely naked in the same bed as the blond. He curled carefully over the mage, bracing his weight on one elbow, the blond hadn't moved in his sleep unlike the restless ninja. He was still turned away from him facing the door, he absorbed the sight of the younger man, his almost ghostly complexion that was only emphasized by the dark shadows under pale trembling lashes, and those dark smudges had been growing steadily darker over recent weeks. The magician had only a thin pair of cotton trousers and a front buttoned shirt in pale blue, which were contouring to his sweat coated form.

 

Kurogane's fingers found their way onto alabaster skin, drawing the sweaty golden strands away from the blonds' drawn features, his eyes where screwed tightly shut and his lips were red raw. Kurogane couldn't help the sudden waves of need that rippled through him leaving him wanting to lick at those soft, crimson lips and curl around the fragile body before him, he wished almost fervently that he couyld fight the mages battles that only existed inside his head.

 

His own body was trembling with the sensations, and though he tried to stop the need and desire pulsing through him he failed, his body becoming painfully aroused by the warmth and proximity of the smaller man now in his bed. The ninja was carefully poised over the young man, keeping some distance between their bodies as he knew that the blond would not appreciate his aroused state especially if he awoke right now. .

 

The warrior continued to stroke tanned fingertips across soft skin, ignoring his own bodies' demands, gazing down at the vulnerable magician. He was uncertain whether to wake him or not, his body vibrating with the need to shake him into awareness but knowing that it may do more harm than good depending on the content of the nightmare. Kurogane watched as the blond hissed out between tense lips trying desperately to keep his whimpers of pain inside even though he was unconscious and it tore at his heart to see the pain etched on such delicate features. Kurogane decided in an instant wanting to remove the obvious harm that the night terrors where causing, he needed to wake the mage. The ninja took hold of trembling shoulders and carefully shook the young man whilst talking to him in a low voice so as not to frighten him, “Fai? Wake up. There just dreams I won't let them hurt you.”

 

Kurogane watched feather light blond eyelashes trembling against alabaster cheeks as his companion slowly awoke from his nightmare. When those heavy lids lifted the normally bright sapphire eyes where drenched with salty tears, the pupils dilated so far that it was hard to tell the colour of the irises. He wanted to curl around the frightened blond, holding him tightly to his warmth and stroke away the fear and desperation that was a stark and painful reality on the mages usually empty features.

 

Kurogane leant closer to the mage wanting to touch and warm the other man; he could see the confused look in wide midnight orbs. He could feel the smaller man trying to back away even though he was lying down, hands fisting the covers. He watched in shock as the mage became frantic and desperate to get away from him, scrabbling at the hand that Kurogane had placed on his shoulder to wake him, fumbling and scratching with sharp nails at the tanned skin. It made the ninja's heart constrict at the terror that was obvious in the younger mans eyes and that it was directed at him made his chest tighten with restrained emotion.

 

Kurogane was taken aback by the terror that came was coming off the blond in waves and didn't react immediately to the desperate hands scratching at his touch and then shoving at his sweaty chest. The mage had given up on his hand, turning his attention to the looming presence that was the ninja hovering above him instead pushing weekly against his toned skin trying to shove him away. As Kurogane's thoughts ticked over he had a dawning comprehension of why the mages was so intimidated by him, but he kept his silence, now wasn't a good time to bring up the one thing that would trigger a living nightmare instead of one you could escape into daylight to hide from.

 

Kurogane moved slowly away when he heard the sounds tumbling from the mages tender lips. He could see the raw emotions flitting across his normally empty features and the sounds of his whimpers of fear and distress that fell from his trembling lips and the broken words that followed, “No…please…don't…I didn't….please no.” The words where said in sheer desperation and he knew in a heart wrenching moment that the mage was terrified beyond reason and the one causing him pain - was him.

 

Fai saw the dark shadow shift away and scrambled up and away from the bed, his feet hitting the floor with a wince as his tender ankle gave a little before he rebalanced himself. He could feel himself coming up for air; the numb feeling that swallowed him as though he were drowning was ebbing away as he had moved from under that terrifying shadow, the nightmare fading into reality.

 

He felt heat flood his skin as he realized just who it was who had woken him, where was he right now? He gasped quietly as his chilly hands crept up around his middle to keep himself from trembling so violently. His behavior had been completely irrational - he was a grown man, he shouldn't be frightened of his own dreams, taking them out on the ninja was a mistake. Yet they weren't just dreams where they? His body shook harder for that knowledge bouncing around inside his head as he winced at the remembered pain he tried to shove back down in the darkest recesses of his mind.

 

What would Kurogane think of him now? The question's he would ask? His took inventory of his body, noting the way his clothes and sweat dampened hair clung to him, his skin slick with the remnants of fear; he could feel his body trembling with cold chills as he tried to suppress the tears that wanted to fall by biting at his bruised and bitten lip. He felt torn in two wanting to go back to the bed and pretend that nothing was wrong in the hope that the ninja would leave it alone or to retreat back to his own room and pretend - like always - that nothing had happened. He felt shattered and uncertain of how to put the pieces back together, he need the other mans comfort so desperately but was too frightened to put himself into his care.

 

Fai felt something grab a hold of his wrist and he swung around to face the bed once more, tugging at the hand that was preventing him from fleeing. “Stay.” That one adamant word from the older male, still sprawled on the bed with his hand loosely curled around his wrist so he could escape if he truly wished it, made his heart flutter and warm the cold empty feeling inside. He could feel the soothing strokes of the ninja's calloused thumb against his erratic pulse, a very tender gesture to the overly emotional mage.

 

Fai wiped at his eyes with his unrestrained hand and tried to give the warrior a reassuring smile but he knew how fake it really was by the deep rumbling growl the other man gave him in response. He could hear the aggravation building in Kurogane's voice when he spoke, “Come here stupid mage.” But Fai knew that the grouchy man wasn't truly angry due to the exceptionally gentle tug to his arm.

 

Kurogane tugged the stupid fool gently back towards the bed, watching as one hand came up to brush away the evidence of his tears as he let himself be pulled towards the mattress. Kurogane was very aware of the fact that if the magician hadn't wanted to come then he wouldn't have moved at all, but he was moving all be it slowly and he wasn't trying to look happy anymore. It pleased Kurogane that he wasn't trying to put up a pretense of being alright, it was a step forward, passed the shields the mage had so carefully constructed to hide himself. But when the blond stopped at the edge of the bed and he could see how hard the he was fighting for his composure, when he spoke, “You can let go Kuro-puppy, I'm fine.”

 

Kurogane had been on the verge of annoyance, soothed by the initial gesture the mage had made, but those words tipped him straight into outrage. He hauled the smaller man back up and onto the mattress with him. “You are not fine - just look at you! Stop pretending you are! I wasn't trying to judge you. Goddamn idiot mage. For once in your life would you stop playing games? I'm trying to help you.” He knew his tirade wasn't helping but he could see how the blond was suffering and selfish though it was he couldn't bear it, he was so unbearably frustrated - it hurt him too see the pain and weariness that was affecting the typically cheery mage.

 

Fai bumped down onto the mattress on his knees, cowering back from the looming figure that was Kurogane; he brought his free arm up to protect himself. Fai knew that Kurogane wouldn't hurt him but the remnants of the nightmares still lingered and it made him react more instinctively than he usually would. He watched the aggression in the others face and felt the door to his memories creak open, he forcibly pushed it closed again not wanting to associate the pain of the past with the ninja.

 

Kurogane noticed though, his eyes focusing on the defensive position that the mage had taken and he stopped shaking the blonds' shoulders that he had gripped too tightly leaving little red fingerprints where the material had slipped off of delicate shoulders, backing away. Kurogane retreated to his side of the large bed; his crimson eyes flickered up for a moment and then turned away, his cheeks reddening distinctly as he saw the dark marks that stood out so strongly against his china white skin.

 

Fai had never seen him behave that way; he looked embarrassed or - ashamed. Fai's ears tuned into the quiet rumble that was Kurogane's voice, “I…sorry. I shouldn't have done that you were…upset enough already and I hurt you.” His gaze flickered up to look into Fai's sapphire orbs and then turned away once again. He was glad that the warrior hadn't mentioned that he had been terrified - the open display of fear would have been dishonorable in a warrior and Fai didn't think he could bear that. He dismissed the tiny imprints that Kurogane had left on his shoulders for what they where - inconsequential. He'd had worse.

 

“Don't be silly Kurgy - I got you mad didn't I? Sorry.” Fai's words where quiet but they travelled across to the warrior well enough as he looked up into sapphire orbs once again and for the first time Fai gave a small sincere smile. He knew Kurogane was concerned about him and he had respected him enough to let him deal with it on his own up to the point where he had become a danger to others and himself. Fai watched the tanned skin rippling with muscles as Kurogane moved back to him, crimson orbs focused completely.

 

Kurogane's temper had disappeared at the sight of the mage hiding behind his arms as if warding off a blow and the warrior knew that Fai had been through something terrible to think that he would be hit by him. He had retreated away from the blond, desperately ashamed of what he had done to the frightened man both emotionally and physically. Why couldn't he ever control himself when it came to the slight blond? He wanted to help him not hurt him.

 

But the mage had forgiven him anyway; he smiled just a little at the silly nickname knowing at this moment it meant that he was forgiven. When he looked back at the mage he could see the barest curl of a smile and the way it reflected in those sapphire orbs proved that for once it was genuine. He moved back towards the younger man, slowly so as not to startle him again, his head cocked to the side slightly assessing the man before him, “Do you want to talk about it.”

 

The blonds' only reply was a shake of his head as he lay back down on the rumpled sheets. “Alright little mage.” And that was it he wouldn't push, he knew how secretive the other man was and he hoped that one day he would tell him even if it wasn't today.

 

Kurogane lay back down on his back, watching the younger man from hooded crimson orbs, he rolled over to his side to see what the mage would do next, ensuring that he wasn't touching the blonde. The ninja watched as the blond rolled over from his back to his side, facing away from him once again and shuffled backwards so that he was pressed firmly against Kurogane's torso, the soft fabric teasing his nipples to hardness.

 

Kurogane held in the moan that would have been unwelcome at this point and took the move as an invitation, curling his taller body around the slender form of the mage, hooking his arm around the others petite waist but making sure that his still semi-aroused state remained undiscovered.

 

“Good night Kuro-sama.” Fai knew he wouldn't sleep but he didn't want the warrior to miss out on his rest just because of him. He felt warm and content being wrapped up by Kurogane, he suspected that if he had asked, the older man would have obliged him if a little grumpily, as was his way with any displays of affection. But just moving closer was his own invitation and he was pleased and comforted that it had been so readily accepted. He felt warm and safe hidden in Kurogane's embrace.

 

“Good night Fai.” He leant over the smaller man and stroked his fingers through soft bangs, before nuzzling at the blonds temple placing a soft brush of his lips to the warm surface before retreating to just snuggle the man a bit closer. He hoped they would both get some sleep now.

 

Fai started, his eyes widening at the obvious kiss. As his heart clamored in his chest he waited for something else but nothing happened and his heart eased to steady thrum once again. Fai gave a small soft smile; eyelids drifting shut, whispering in a tiny voice before falling back to the sleep he believed would evade him this night, “Thank you Kurogane.”

 

The ninja smiled as he squeezed the pliant body and settled himself back to sleep, all thoughts of the humidity forgotten for the comfort one body could bring another just by being held close.

 

*****

 

 

Kurogane woke a few hours later, his body pressed from top to toe against the magician's, his arousal pressed firmly against cotton covered globes. The ninja only barely resisted the need to grind against the sweet firm cheeks of the sleeping mage and hoped he hadn't been doing so in his sleep. He felt his cheeks heat at the thought of pressing himself into the soft skin under the material and he pulled his body forcibly away from the blond man.

 

Fai felt his body growing chilled and he roused from the deep sleep he hadn't realized he was having. His eyelashes fluttered open and stared out into the darkness trying to comprehend what had caused him to wake and why he felt cold - it was rather difficult with his mind still foggy from sleep. He felt a tug around his waist and a sudden shift in the soft mattress behind him and comprehension came to him in a series of fuzzy images.

 

He was in Kurogane's bed and the older male had been pressed firmly against his back, deliciously warm against him but for some reason he was pulling away and he didn't like that at all. “Kuro-sama?” Fai's voice was quiet and rough from sleep but the question in it was quite clear.

 

Kurogane heard the mage but continued to shift away as he spoke, trying to unravel his arms from the tight grip around the blonds' slender torso. “Go back to sleep mage. For once you weren't dreaming.” He felt cool hands wrap around his wrists were they lay against soft skin rather than coarse material, and the sensation paralyzed him for a moment, wanting to touch that velvety surface.

 

“Let go of my wrists magician.” He couldn't bring himself to sound angry but he needed to move away from the delightful sensations that seemed to be running riot across his skin at the blonds' every move and shift as he brushed against him. He wanted to touch him …to take him so badly his body was throbbing from the feeling and he knew the younger man wouldn't appreciate it.

 

Fai turned to look over his shoulder at the warrior who didn't sound angry at all but almost… desperate and he felt confused. His long fingers stroked against the tan skin that he held captive in his hands enjoying the warmth that seemed to seep from within the passionate man embracing him. He wanted him to stay, he couldn't understand where he was trying to go to - so he asked. “Kuro-puppy, where are you going? It's still dark out.”

 

He made moves as if to turn over and face the other man, but he felt those once pliant arms go taught with strong muscles which held him in place. He wriggled in their grip to little effect, his body moving backwards to find some leverage against the taller male and he felt his backside bump into something.

 

His body went ridged at the sudden realization, though his mind was a little slow to catch up, the feel of something hot, damp and obviously protruding from Kurogane's body. He gulped and felt the other man trying to pull that part of his body away again, he took a few deep, calming breaths but his voice still trembled, “K-kurog-gane?”

 

Kurogane held in the groan of need that wanted to escape from his throat when the mage started to move and nudged against his weeping member. He pulled his lower body back further when he felt the other man go stiff in his arms on feeling that obvious part of his anatomy. He ducked his head down, resting his forehead against the blonds' nape, fine blond hairs tickling his skin, his face was no doubt flushed crimson by now and he was glad that the blond couldn't see him.

 

He exhaled slowly trying to calm his raging hormones before answering the mage, he tried to inject his usual aggression into his voice but failed miserably on hearing the shakiness in the magicians voice, “I'm moving to my side of the bed, your sleeping just fine on your own now so you don't need me crowding you.” He couldn't admit the other reason to the blond, knowing he would leave if he said anything about this deep, sweet throb in his chest.

 

Fai took in the quiet words as the ninja's breath ghosted across his sweaty skin sending shivers down his spine. He felt his heart jumping erratically inside his chest and he caught his breath as the feeling travelled down, coiling in his lower abdomen, a sweet tension that wanted release. He felt his own body tingling at the notion that Kurogane was aroused and trying to be a gentleman about it, never admitting to his needs.

 

His soft length slowly engorged at the feel of the ninja's arms wrapped around him and the heady scent of his body so close, remembering the feel of the warrior's weight pressed against him intimately as they had slept.

 

He wanted to be ensconced in those arms again and maybe - just maybe this man could wipe away the remnants of the nightmare. He trusted the taller male and that had been a very hard thing for him to do. He could feel his own need rising, his body humming at the prospect, though he was still frightened of the pain that would come. He knew Kurogane wouldn't intentionally hurt him - but could he defy his own fears? All he'd ever known was pain.

 

Kurogane kept his face down, cheeks flushed bright with embarrassment and the heat that was suffusing his body, his arousal grew heavier, weeping profusely at the images flitting through hi head, the liquid dewing on the flushed head. He wanted to burrow himself inside the mage, but the tension that was between them was fragile at best. The ninja didn't dare move, his body aching to be closer, enjoying the feeling of those delicate fingers curled around his wrists.

 

He felt his own fingers curling and extending, kneading the air over the magician's supple stomach wanting to touch but refusing himself the pleasure. How was it they had reversed roles so easily? The mage was the flirtatious one and he was the brooding warrior as the blond loved to label him.

 

He nuzzled into the downy strands as subtly as possible, inhaling the scent of sweat and something sweet and fresh - crisp winter mornings that was Fai's scent. It made Kurogane's lips tremble with the need to touch his mouth to the soft, exposed skin and lap at the delicious flavor of the mage.

 

Fai remained motionless as he felt Kurogane breathing against his vulnerable neck, enjoying the tingles that spread down his spine and then centered on his groin. His body had grown impossibly hard in just the few minutes it had taken for his decision to be made; he could feel the heat building in his body wanting a release.

 

He hadn't felt this warm in so long it was a heady feeling; he kept his own gaze down concentrating on the feel of the heat flooding his body. Fai caught sight of subtle movement at the corner of his eyes and when he glanced downwards he watched as long tan fingers kneaded the air over his exposed belly.

 

He restrained the giggle that wanted to well up at his next though, knowing the ninja would growl and chase him around the room for having it. Kurogane was kneading at the air much like a kitten would do to a plush piece of cloth or carpet, but rather than being pressed against his skin the hands where hovering over his exposed stomach and it made his body shiver with repressed feelings. He watched intently as he felt a frown furrow his brow as he considered what those curling fingers meant, confused by the wayward hands - what was Kurogane doing and why was he doing that?

 

Kurogane couldn't stop his fingers from curling he wanted to rub his palms over that alabaster skin; he also couldn't suppress the need to have his face pressed against the mage's nape, the skin was so damned soft. He tried to speak to the smaller man, wanting to determine why he hadn't let go of his wrists and let him move away especially after his obvious discomfort at the ninja's touch.

 

“Mage? You gonna release my hands?” Kurogane voice sounded deeper and had a gravelly edge to it he knew what was causing it though, the pent up lust he could feel surging in his blood desperate to touch and taste the blond man in front of him.

 

He watched said blond shiver as his voice whispered across cool skin not wanting to move away from the sweet scent of the mage, it made him want to lick and nibble little red marks all over the soft skin. The magician still wasn't moving and this disturbed Kurogane, he didn't believe that he had given him any cause for alarm as he'd been trying to move away from the pale man. Kurogane shook the smaller male as gently as possible with his arms still locked around his slender torso, feeling his lips graze the others nape as his voice dipped deeper with concern “Hey…mage…you alright?”

 

Fai didn't want to answer that question, he knew that he didn't want to release the taller man that was curled around him but admitting that out loud was something else entirely. Fai was both embarrassed by the thoughts running through his head and the knowledge that his body was responding so visibly to those very thoughts. But when Kurogane had shaken him, Fai had come up out of his distracted thoughts and was very tempted to tease the ninja for shaking him so.

 

“Kurgy would you stop shaking me, I'm not a rattle.” His voice came out a little wobbly but it held the taunting note that always riled up the taller man pleasing Fai to no end. He felt those well toned arms tense around him and before the ninja could shake him again, which the blond was certain he would, he pressed those kneading fingers against his stomach loving the contrast between cream and tan.

 

Fai stroked his fingers up and down the corded flesh of Kurogane's forearms as he spoke to the quiet warrior, “You are so warm.” Fai's voice was a whisper as he ran long slender digits up and down the tanned surface, feeling the traces of scars criss-crossing the supple skin. He tipped his head back into Kuroganes shoulder wanting to feel the ninja's lips on his skin as they had brushed against it before. When he felt the ninja move away again he allowed his body to follow, curling into the cradle of ninjas body.

 

Fai's back pressed against Kurogane's bare chest, as his thighs and ass where nestled into the curve of the ninja's long tanned limbs. He could feel the needy, engorged flesh of Kurogane's arousal pressing into the crease of his ass and he wished that he wasn't wearing any of the sticky fabric he had on so that he could enjoy the intimate touch. He wanted to let Kurogane's warmth seep into every pore of his being.

 

Kurogane had moved away from the blond when he had lent back, only remembering that his hands where still locked in place when they were pressed more firmly against warm, smooth skin. The mage's soft hands wandered up and down his bare arms, fingertips tracing the faint scars from all the battles he had fought. He gasped as the blond moved his body backwards, pressing himself flush against his own naked skin. He restrained the shudder that wanted to ripple through at the feel of the magician curling into him their bodies connected once again. His weeping arousal was cradled. in the crevice of the blonds' fabric covered ass and he willed himself not to move.

 

“F…Fai what are you doing?” His voice came out thick, laced with the need he felt as his length throbbed against the curves of the mages ass. He felt the smaller male running his fingers up and along his skin, curling his slender digits around his neck as the he arched back, head to the side turning just enough to watch him from heavy lidded sapphire orbs. The way his body arched made his calloused fingers brush along the smooth skin of the blonds' abdomen; he kneaded at the soft flesh, brushing increasingly higher as they took the thin fabric upwards.

 

“Will you take my nightmares away? Kuro-sama?” Fai's voice was pleading with the strong man sheltering his body so carefully; he enjoyed the feel of Kurogane's calloused palms caressing his skin as he tried to turn more to face him. He wanted to let him see the truth in his gaze that he couldn't speak out loud.

 

Fai looped both arms around the warrior's neck, their eyes staring into each other's as he tugged the ninja down to his waiting lips, mewling softly at the delicious friction the position was causing. Fai's ass was rubbing small circles across the warrior's shaft as he arched up, pressing his lips against the panting mouth waiting for him.

 

Fai's tongue drove straight in to the slightly parted lips, caressing the dark pink muscle within; he traced every surface before teasing the other muscle into a response. He felt Kurogane's rumbling groan as the taller mans tongue took the battle to his own waiting cavern, delving inside their tongues sliding together in long, slow sensual strokes. He felt the ninja's body rocking against him, as he himself rocked backwards, loving the delicious heat that suffused his body and the haze of lust swallowing them both.

 

Fai let him have it all, the moans and needy whimpers that fell from his lips were uncontrollable as he rocked against naked flesh. He needed skin, “K-Kuro…nnn…please…hahh…I need…take it off…please.” He was begging for the older man to strip him so he could feel the friction, the sweat of their bodies joining; something he had never taken pleasure in before.

 

Kurogane dipped his pink muscle into their passion filled kiss, caressing and curling around the blonds tongue, nibbling on soft lips. His body was crying out for the mage's touch, every caress of his tongue, and every stroke of his ass, they way his fingers tunneled into his ebony locks and tugged wantonly at the soft strands. Kurogane loved it all and had no hesitation in dragging his hands up the smooth skin of Fai's chest, trailing his fingertips up to find the tiny pink buds he wanted to toy with.

 

The damp cotton lay bunched under the mages chin, his arms still looped around his neck, fingers tunneling into his hair as the ninja found the small treasures he desired. He thumbed lazily at the tiny nubs, causing delicious mewls and groans of pleasure to fall from the mages panting lips, it was everything he had dreamt of hearing from the mage. “You like that little mage?” He sounded smug but he wanted to give this man as much pleasure as his fragile frame could take. He had some idea, from the blonds' previous reactions to him, that someone had hurt him in the past and he intended to make that up to him with as much pleasure as he could stand.

 

Fai felt his whole body trembling with need now, the way Kurogane was touching his body, stroking his tongue, nibbling on his parted lips as he teased at his distended nipples, had him writhing in pleasure. He could feel his arousal straining at the tight confines of his sleeping trousers, the tip weeping and making the material damp with his need for this man. “Kuro…nahh…please.” He whimpered into the taller mans mouth wanting the clothes to disappear. He felt the ninja pull away from him, taking his hands from his chest and curling them around his slender wrists to pull them away from his neck.

 

He whimpered again not wanting the sensations to end, those delectable lips where the last to go and a chaste kiss was brushed against his cheek as the warrior shifted away. Fai went to follow but was restrained by the large hands holding him against the bed.

 

He felt the stirrings of fear shiver through him and felt Kurogane's grip loosening as he whispered in his ear, nuzzling at the curve and suckling the soft lobe, “ Shhhh… I'm not going to hurt you. I need to get these off you right now.” He felt the tug on the material as his hands where released and he sat up and allowed the ninja to strip his sticky shirt away from his heated skin.

 

Kurogane made sure not to apply to much force to the blond as he it was evident that it was the likely cause of that gut-wrenching fear he had witnessed in those now hazy sapphire orbs when he had woken from that nightmare. The ninja did his best to sooth the younger man, stroking his pale skin in rhythmic circles, brushing across tender nipples with his hands once he had removed the annoying bit of cloth. Kurogane nibbled down the pale column of the magician's throat, latching onto the sensitive skin, suckling and lathing at the saltysweetness, leaving a rosy bite behind.

 

Kurogane nipped and kissed his way down the mages bowing body, reveling in the lush noises filtering from his parted lips. He trailed his hands along the dips and curves of the mage's supple form, heading straight for the lip of the blonds' cotton trousers, as his lips closed over one reddened nub. Kurogane suckled and licked at the distended bud, rasping his teeth gently against it before alternating to the neglected flesh. He felt his body throbbing and begging for release and the magician's body rocking up against him, searching for that devastating friction they both needed. His lips traversed the succulent planes of the blonds' prone body, eliciting needy moans and whimpers as his body begged to be touched. It was driving him slowly to the brink and he loved it.

 

Fai writhed and shifted against the cotton sheets, desperate to feel more of the ninja's soft touches and mind-blowing kisses. He arched his body wanting to rub it against the taller mans, as he felt his trousers slowly tugged from his body and he didn't care. He was so far gone to the passion; his pulse was racing as his body heated with lust. He'd never felt like this, the pain he'd expected wasn't anything like this and yet he knew that was to come.

 

He felt Kurogane's hands tracing across his skin, moving lower to run tenderly through the soft, pale curls at the apex of his thighs, he felt his body stiffen in memory and he landed hard on the downy mattress. Fai felt a sudden fear winding its way around his heart at his body's memories of what pain truly was - the times he'd been taken so harshly. His body remembered the pain he had experienced and though it wasn't Kurogane's fault he didn't want that pain again. “K-uro? I…I can't…please.” He felt the prickling foreboding of tears as his body begged for release as his mind warred against the pain he was frightened of coming again. His resolve was wavering, he felt like he was standing on a tight rope and neither edge looked safe.

 

“Fai… somebody hurt you didn't they?” The words were spoken softly and Kurogane knew he would likely get no answer, but he had to try. He moved up the frail man beneath him, resting his hands around the blonds' slender waist, rubbing slowly up and down as he pressed his cheek against the contours of Fai's trembling stomach before rising up to watch his face.

 

Fai clutched his arms around his torso, a purely protective gesture, as he turned his face away from the man hovering over him with such a concerned expression. The mage paused before nodding as a single tear fell, he tried to hide it by pressing down into the soft pillows but he couldn't get away from the ninja's penetrating gaze.

 

Kurogane reached out curling his hand against the mage's downy soft cheeks, brushing the salty moisture away; he rested his body alongside the blonds' and curled him into his embrace once more. “Can you trust me not to hurt you? This isn't meant to be painful for you and if it was then they did it wrong.” He put some aggression behind the words as he squeezed the mage tight knowing the other male was prone to self blame.

 

“I promise to stop if you ask me.” He watched the mage as his sapphire orbs slipped shut squeezing a few more of the salty tears to fall tracking across the flushed skin; he hoped that the magician was thinking about his offer. When sapphire eyes opened and looked up at him again the blond nodded slowly and he felt a tremble race through the slender body which he hugged tighter to his own warmth.

 

Fai trusted this man and this was part of that trust. Was Kurogane right - had he done it wrong? Was there any other way to do it? He had never tried to find out, so repulsed and ashamed of his own body that he hid it under layers of clothes and tried never to think about his experiences again - and yet it haunted him every night without fail.

 

He tried to relax again, hands reaching out and curling around Kurogane's broad shoulders as the ninja pulled him into a firm embrace. He felt safe in Kurogane's arms, content and happy to be there and yet the fear lingered.

 

Fai purposefully pulled away and scattered soft kisses all over Kurogane's face, trying to drown out the fear he felt with the pleasure they had been sharing with soft tender kisses. Then Kurogane took matters into his own hands once again lunging forward and sealing their lips together. Apparently the warrior brooked no refusals as his body was caressed, stroked, nibbled and licked back into the same heady arousal that had ebbed in sight of his panic.

 

Kurogane wouldn't let the magician dwell on the past; he wanted to give him something better to remember in his dreams. He cajoled and wheedled the mage back into a flustered whimpering state lavishing him with a great deal of pleasure. There was something about this man that drove him to distraction, being able to touch, taste and feel Fai was deeply satisfying and he hoped that it would continue. As he gently suckled on one crimson peak, he let his hand trail down to touch the swollen honey drenched length resting against his thigh.

 

He let his fingers trace along the slick surface, rubbing at the weeping head with his thumb as his fingers caressed the stiff shaft. Kurogane took it agonizingly slowly; pulling deep moans and heady whimpers from those sweet lips as he removed himself from the mages abused nipples and licked his way down to the blonds' navel. He dipped his tongue inside before moving to nuzzle the silky curls as he breathed in the earthy scent of salt, winter and sex. “Damn… you smell so good.” He sounded like he hadn't drunk in weeks, voice rough and rumbly, and in truth he was dying of thirst for this man.

 

Fai felt the ninja slip lower but he was adrift in the delectable sensations assaulting his body, he couldn't refrain from rocking his hips upwards into the warriors strong fingers, the way his thumb caressed the flushed head of his arousal was so close to getting him off it left his mind in a haze of need. His voice gave out broken pleas to the intent ninja, “Kuro…haahhh…Oh God…please…do something….I'm so nahhh…close.”

 

Fai bucked into the sudden heat engulfing his tip with an impassioned cry, his voice cracking as he felt the soft lap of Kurogane's tongue massaging and teasing at his flushed tip buried in the warriors mouth. He whimpered and rocked against the hand that held his arousal in its fierce grip, loving the pressure of those calloused fingers stroking his needy shaft, Kurogane's mouth suckling on the purpling head and dipping down to lathe the juices spilling forth. He whimpered and mewled, rocking faster as he felt his balls tighten and his legs tremble and he knew the pleasure he had only ever been on the cusp of before was about to bowl him over. He just hoped Kurogane would catch him.

 

Kurogane felt the mages body tense and let the smaller male buck into his mouth as he swallowed down the deliciously earthy taste of the mages cum as he trembled violently in his grasp, his seed exploding against the back of his throat. He watched as the mages usual mask was shattered completely his eyes fluttering closed as he gasped and moaned in pleasure; he was the picture of ecstasy. He swallowed all of the that salty substance, loving the way the magician collapsed back against the sweat damp covers, his whole body shuddering as he lazily lapped at the plush head catching up all traces that he had missed as the magician jolted with little shocks of pleasure.

 

He hummed low in his throat as he looked up at the mage from his position between long, toned thighs, “You taste good.” He got a half hearted groan from the mage, he raised himself to his knees and crawled up the other man's body giving him a tender kiss. Kurogane rolled away onto his back, one hand reaching out and curling in the damp blond strands, his other hand carelessly brushing over his own chest. He rubbed absently at dusky nipples as it descended further down finding its final destination, his fingers curled around his length. Kurogane started lazily stroking his hardened shaft, groaning deep in his throat as he watched the blond beside him fingers tangled in soft tresses as the mages eyes remained shuttered in pleasure as he came down from his orgasm.

 

Fai felt his body trembling with spent passion, his eyes closed as he absorbed all the sensations that had rushed through his body. He had never known that having Kurogane's lips wrapped around his shaft would feel this good, his body felt warm and deeply sated. The way the ninja had touched and tasted him caused a blush to rise on his cheeks as the realization dawned that he wanted more - needed it from this deeply sensual man. He felt the bed rock softly and frowned, turning his head as he opened his eyes, he felt a light tug at his scalp as he turned to face the other man.

 

Fai gasped as he watched Kurogane stroking himself, his lips falling open but no sound came forth as he watched the other mans hips bucking into his fist. He's never seen such an erotic display, the ninja was completely shameless in his needs, groaning and thrusting himself towards completion. The blond felt his cheeks flush as his pulse quickened, he wanted that thick cock all to himself, and his own arousal twitched and throbbed with need even though he had only just reached completion.

 

Fai reached out trembling fingers to touch the other mans skin, his eyes drifting along the sweat soaked man then returning once again to those surging hips. He pulled himself up feeling the tug in his hair again, turning to find Kurogane's fingers twined with his blond locks. He smiled softly at the ninja even though he wouldn't see it as his eyes were locked tight, a frown of concentration marring his features. Fai's hands made quick work of the tight grip, laying that hand back against the pillow as he crawled over to hover next to the ninja's taught frame.

 

Kurogane hadn't noticed the other mans movements, so lost in the memory of seeing Fai beneath him, tasting his succulent body as he channeled all the lust and passion rushing through him to his weeping cock. He thrust fast and hard against his tight grip, mind wandering to imagine the sight of pale thighs bracketing his own as his cock disappeared inside the mages hot channel. His moans grew louder and he thrust harder feeling his balls tightening and his shaft thrumming with the need to cum.

 

The ninja felt soft hands running along his skin, his eyes dragging themselves open from the sweet ecstasy he was so close to, to find pale hands stroking his skin, tentatively brushing across erect nipples. He turned his gaze up to the questing mage as those hands turned south, jerking against his flesh with his forceful thrusts. He watched kiss bruised lips open, panting as the supple muscle traced across the soft petals, eyes glazed over with desire. Kurogane's eyes trailed down the slender torso, coming to rest on the mages flushed and straining arousal - how could he be so hard again already?

 

Kurogane knew the answer to that as he watched the mages rapt gaze as he thrust into his own hands. The ninja smiled before whimpering when those delicate fingers traced across his crown, rubbing the clear moisture along the plush tip. “F…Fai….ahhh…so good…hahh.” His voice was nothing but broken lust filled rambling, he wanted to bury his throbbing cock inside the mages tight depths but would never rush the blonde into such a decision, knowing how he had been hurt before. So Kurogane let him touch him, happy that the mage hadn't retreated again after their first sexual encounter, as he rocked himself closer to completion.

 

Fai loved the silky feel of Kurogane's flesh, focusing on the weeping slit as he traced the drops as they appeared and slicked them across the purpling head. He had the urge to lean in and let his tongue slide across the sensitive flesh as Kurogane had done to him. But held back seeing how close the other man was to cumming he wanted something else and helping the ninja to cum wasn't in line with that. He could understand to some degree what the warrior had been thinking but he had psyched himself up for this and he needed to do it now for he feared that he would never have the courage again.

 

So following that train of thought he kept his eyes on Kurogane as he continued to rub at the weeping tip as he crawled closer to the ninja's hips. He felt his nerves roiling in his belly but persisted, leaning down he let his tongue slide across Kurogane's hot arousal, tasting the salt, sweat and spice that was the ninja's unique essence. He shuddered as it settled on his tongue as his fingers made short work of freeing the engorged flesh from the ninja's hands. He moved himself over Kurogane's thighs braced over the older man, stroking the thick arousal as he shuffled forward.

 

Kurogane's eyes fluttered shut once again when that tongue lathed the tip of his cock; his body trembled so close to the edge he was surprised that that one touch hadn't sent him over. He felt cool fingers tugging his hand away and let go with little reluctance. If Fai wanted to touch him, to taste him he wasn't going to protest, but when he felt pressure resting on his thighs and either side of his hips he let his eyes open and growled low in his throat, “What do you think you are doing?”

 

Fai's eyes turned up to Kurogane's fierce gaze, he fumbled his words when he tried to respond to the ninja, “I was going to….uhm…I wanted too…” His face heated and he turned his gaze away, all attempts at speaking trailing off as his hands retreated from the weeping flesh before him. He should have known - Kurogane would never want someone like him, why whenever he started to trust was it repaid with pain. He curled his arms around his chest, his body cooling rapidly as he withdrew.

 

Kurogane watched the retreat with shocked eyes, knowing that he had said something that had caused that pained and lonely look to return to the blond's eyes. He reached out, tugging the unwilling mage against his body, wrapping strong arms around him, he nuzzled into his soft neck, evening out his breathing before he spoke again. “You don't have to do that.” His voice was relatively calm but he felt the blond stiffen in his grasp, so he pulled away attempting to make eye contact with the other man who kept his face turned away.

 

Fai felt the hot sting of tears building and kept his eyes averted so as not to show Kurogane how much he had hurt him. When strong arms trapped him against his broad tanned chest he struggled weakly and then remained still, his body chilled in contrast to the heat that rolled from the ninja. He felt that heat move away, and then warm hands cupped his face and tried to turn him but he remained averted, he wouldn't look - it hurt him but he wouldn't.

 

Kurogane felt himself growing angry but he knew that wouldn't help, when the mage didn't want to do something he simply didn't - just like now. He heard a very loud sigh escape him and then wrapped his arms loosely around the mage once again. “Will you look at me …please.” When even that didn't work he tried to explain but realized he sounded more like he was chastising the stubborn man, “You shouldn't do those things just to please others. I know what you're like. You never make decisions of your own and try to just drift by on others choices. I don't want that alright - I want you to choose for yourself.”

 

Kurogane heard the barely audible word slip from Fai's lips, “But…” and he latched onto it, letting his hands run up and down the magician's spine in an effort to sooth him.

 

“But - what?” His voice was just barely a whisper as he settled himself with his chin on the mages shoulder, breathing in his scent as his body hummed in annoyance at his sudden neglect.

 

Fai turned his eyes up, finally looking into a steady crimson gaze, “I wanted …too.” He felt his cheeks flush and he tried to tip his head down once again but the warrior wrapped his hands around his face and forcibly made his meet his gaze. He stayed that way for a time, just studying his face and Fai couldn't help the tear that dripped down his cheek. He could feel Kurogane's skin all across his own, stirring goose bumps wherever they touched, he had never wanted a man this much but he wanted Kurogane and he was willing to beg, to feel that passion he had felt earlier, “Please…”

 

Kurogane wiped the tears with his thumbs, watching the magician silently he would never forgive himself if this wasn't what the mage truly wanted. He had seen more of the blonds' true emotions in one night than in the entire year that he had known him. As he watched the mages eyes train on him once more listening to the quiet plea that slipped from those sinfully soft lips he knew the magician wanted - needed him -for himself. He ran his fingers across the soft skin of his cheek, thumb tracing those soft petals, “Silly mage…if it is what you truly want.”