Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ a few drinks in Aya ❯ Chapter 45
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By: Joybug 
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.09.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 977 | Visits: 173 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.09.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 977 | Visits: 173 | Status: Completed
45
Yohji knew he was sleeping, but he didn’t want to wake from this dream. He didn’t want the reality that Aya was trapped with those sadists.
Aya was in his arms, gasping in his lap as Yohji kissed him into a stupor. Aya groaned, rubbing up against him like a cat in heat.
“Baby, where are you?” Yohji asked between kisses.
“In your arms, where else?” Aya trailed kisses like liquid fire down Yohji’s neck. Yohji clutched Aya’s hips tight, driving inside of him, making Aya cry out with wild abandon, writhing in his lap.
“Aya, I want to hold you here forever,” Yohji kissed him again, thrusting hard enough to make Aya scream with need.
“I’m not going anywhere, so stop whining and fuck me.” Aya shoved him down so that Yohji’s back was flat against the bed, giving Aya the freedom to ride him as hard as he wanted.
Aya was like a wild animal in the bed, driving Yohji mad. Aya’s kiss swollen lips fascinated Yohji, making him want to yank Aya down with him and claim his mouth again. He knew better though, If he tried it Aya would fight him every step of the way. Aya wanted to dominate this moment and there was no way Yohji was going to break the mood.
“Where would they take you?” Yohji asked as Aya climbed off him only to lay down flush against him.
“Who? I don’t understand what’s going on, Yohji. Isn’t this real?” Aya looked so innocent as he looked down at him, like an angel.
“No, baby, I wish it were real, but you’re in the hands of a monster and there’s nothing I can do to save you. I have no idea where you are. Can you give me a landmark? Anything to know where you are?”
“No, I…I didn’t see anything. I don’t know what you’re talking…no, I’m not there. I’m here with you! Don’t you dare send me back there!” Aya was panicking as he sat up. Yohji wrapped his arms tightly around Aya, letting the redhead cry against his shoulder.
“I’ll find you, baby, just give me some time. I have no idea where he’s taken you. There’s no one who would willingly take him in as far as we know!” Yohji kissed the top of his head, feeling his own tears welling up in his eyes.
“Can’t I stay here with you? Why do I have to go back there? This isn’t…its not how its supposed to be! They should be in jail! Not here with me!” Aya screamed, looking completely wrathful.
“How many are there, Aya? How many are there with you? What are they doing to you?”
Aya just shook his head, drawing his knees up under his chin.
“What aren’t they doing to me, Yohji? You saw last time. Do you really think its going to be that different this time? Only maybe I’ll stay dead where I belong.”
“Don’t you ever say that to me again!” Yohji shouted at him.
Yohji woke with a startle. Omi was shaking him gently. He looked around. He was in his car in the backseat. Ken had made him switch and let him drive because Yohji had been drowsing at the wheel.
“You were screaming.” Omi said very quietly, tears dripping down his face.
“He’s really gone, isn’t he? This is real?” Yohji looked into Omi’s eyes as the boy nodded.
“Its not supposed to be real! Its supposed to be just another nightmare!”
“I know. I keep thinking the same thing, but its real and we have to find him. If it happens again he won’t survive!” Ken said, always voicing his thoughts whether or not they were helpful.
“They had better not fucking touch him. I will rip out their throats if they do that to him again!” Yohji could hear his knuckles cracking as his hands tightened into fists.
“What do you think they’re doing with him, having a fucking tea party? They’re probably breaking his bones and fucking him,” Ken growled. Omi smacked Ken in the back of the head. What the hell was he thinking shouting something like that?
“If that stubborn bastard hadn’t gone to prison to confront them he wouldn’t be in this mess. But oh no, he had to prove to himself that he wasn’t scared shitless of them. He really needs to think before he pulls this shit!” Yohji screamed, punching the window hard enough to break the glass.
“Good job, Genius, now all the cold air is coming in!” Ken barked, only to have Omi smack him in the back of the head again.
“Goddamn it, Omi, don’t do that! I’m trying to drive. Yohji sure as hell can’t be behind the wheel in his condition. And there is no way in hell we’re going to get pulled over because you don’t have your license!” Ken shouted, slamming his fist on the steering wheel.
“Why do I feel like Aya’s hurting? I can almost hear him screaming like he did on the phone that day. What if he doesn’t wake up this time?” Yohji pressed his head to the back of the passenger seat, trying to catch his breath before he went into hysterics.
Yohji knew he was sleeping, but he didn’t want to wake from this dream. He didn’t want the reality that Aya was trapped with those sadists.
Aya was in his arms, gasping in his lap as Yohji kissed him into a stupor. Aya groaned, rubbing up against him like a cat in heat.
“Baby, where are you?” Yohji asked between kisses.
“In your arms, where else?” Aya trailed kisses like liquid fire down Yohji’s neck. Yohji clutched Aya’s hips tight, driving inside of him, making Aya cry out with wild abandon, writhing in his lap.
“Aya, I want to hold you here forever,” Yohji kissed him again, thrusting hard enough to make Aya scream with need.
“I’m not going anywhere, so stop whining and fuck me.” Aya shoved him down so that Yohji’s back was flat against the bed, giving Aya the freedom to ride him as hard as he wanted.
Aya was like a wild animal in the bed, driving Yohji mad. Aya’s kiss swollen lips fascinated Yohji, making him want to yank Aya down with him and claim his mouth again. He knew better though, If he tried it Aya would fight him every step of the way. Aya wanted to dominate this moment and there was no way Yohji was going to break the mood.
“Where would they take you?” Yohji asked as Aya climbed off him only to lay down flush against him.
“Who? I don’t understand what’s going on, Yohji. Isn’t this real?” Aya looked so innocent as he looked down at him, like an angel.
“No, baby, I wish it were real, but you’re in the hands of a monster and there’s nothing I can do to save you. I have no idea where you are. Can you give me a landmark? Anything to know where you are?”
“No, I…I didn’t see anything. I don’t know what you’re talking…no, I’m not there. I’m here with you! Don’t you dare send me back there!” Aya was panicking as he sat up. Yohji wrapped his arms tightly around Aya, letting the redhead cry against his shoulder.
“I’ll find you, baby, just give me some time. I have no idea where he’s taken you. There’s no one who would willingly take him in as far as we know!” Yohji kissed the top of his head, feeling his own tears welling up in his eyes.
“Can’t I stay here with you? Why do I have to go back there? This isn’t…its not how its supposed to be! They should be in jail! Not here with me!” Aya screamed, looking completely wrathful.
“How many are there, Aya? How many are there with you? What are they doing to you?”
Aya just shook his head, drawing his knees up under his chin.
“What aren’t they doing to me, Yohji? You saw last time. Do you really think its going to be that different this time? Only maybe I’ll stay dead where I belong.”
“Don’t you ever say that to me again!” Yohji shouted at him.
Yohji woke with a startle. Omi was shaking him gently. He looked around. He was in his car in the backseat. Ken had made him switch and let him drive because Yohji had been drowsing at the wheel.
“You were screaming.” Omi said very quietly, tears dripping down his face.
“He’s really gone, isn’t he? This is real?” Yohji looked into Omi’s eyes as the boy nodded.
“Its not supposed to be real! Its supposed to be just another nightmare!”
“I know. I keep thinking the same thing, but its real and we have to find him. If it happens again he won’t survive!” Ken said, always voicing his thoughts whether or not they were helpful.
“They had better not fucking touch him. I will rip out their throats if they do that to him again!” Yohji could hear his knuckles cracking as his hands tightened into fists.
“What do you think they’re doing with him, having a fucking tea party? They’re probably breaking his bones and fucking him,” Ken growled. Omi smacked Ken in the back of the head. What the hell was he thinking shouting something like that?
“If that stubborn bastard hadn’t gone to prison to confront them he wouldn’t be in this mess. But oh no, he had to prove to himself that he wasn’t scared shitless of them. He really needs to think before he pulls this shit!” Yohji screamed, punching the window hard enough to break the glass.
“Good job, Genius, now all the cold air is coming in!” Ken barked, only to have Omi smack him in the back of the head again.
“Goddamn it, Omi, don’t do that! I’m trying to drive. Yohji sure as hell can’t be behind the wheel in his condition. And there is no way in hell we’re going to get pulled over because you don’t have your license!” Ken shouted, slamming his fist on the steering wheel.
“Why do I feel like Aya’s hurting? I can almost hear him screaming like he did on the phone that day. What if he doesn’t wake up this time?” Yohji pressed his head to the back of the passenger seat, trying to catch his breath before he went into hysterics.