Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ A One Moment Deal ❯ One-Shot

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A One Moment Deal
A Weiss Kreuz fan fiction
By: Something Dysfunctional
One-Shot
Pairings: Aya/Youji (Aya MIGHT be OOC some... gomen nasai)
Disclaimer: Okies... Project Weiss and Takehito Koyasu own the characters, I am only using them to poke fun, embarass, harass, corrupt, violate, embrace, love, adore, and just really... USE! *cackles evilly* I told you guys I'd be back to corrupt some bishounen! I hope that you all will enjoy this story for Aya is my FAVORITE character out of the series and I love the idea of him being uke. Then again... him being seme... *shudders at the thought in delight* GAH! Enough of this! Review nicely and happy reading! Arigatou!
-NOTE: ... is it just me... or when you listen to DIR EN GREY for a sex scene... it makes it go by SO MUCH BETTER?! If you don't believe for me, those who HAVE the song "Merciless Cult", listen to it during this story! Those who don't- GO DOWNLOAD IT and try it out! -
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So, it came down to this.

The last friggin' piece of cake.

And they were all staring like starved wolves, including myself. Well... there was one person who didn't stare down the cake. He probably would've froze it to death, the poor thing. So, I took it upon myself to save that measley piece of cake. Therein, came the out-cries of Tsukiyo Omi and Hidaka Ken, and the rumbling satisfaction of my stomach in glorious triumph. Our stoic leader with the freezing gaze "Hmped", and looked away, raising his teacup to his slender lips. Swallowing down the incredibly sweet chocolate cake, I glanced at him with regarding eyes.

Fujimiya Aya aka Abyissian.

The ice prince of our group and the most beautiful creature on two legs to grace this Earth. Okay, I call him "Sex-On-Two-Legs". He's THAT hot and trust me, I- Kudo Youji-know what's hot and delicious when I see it. Because of our 'undercover' work as florist from working as assassins, it wasn't really all that bad. I get freedom during most nights and that's when I roam the town in the clubs and bars, searching for beautiful people to share with me the joys of one-night stands. Mind you, I said people. Females and males can be pleasing in their own ways, and I'm not judgemental.

But back to the cake...

that was some good cake. I won't lie. I grinned at Omi and ruffled his hair, reaching over the kitchen table we four shared. "That was really good, chibi. You're going to make all of us fat assasins one day. Maybe next time you should make two cakes." Omi grinned and his blue eyes twinkled. "With your appitite and Ken's, six is more like it. Well, I'm going to turn on in... school tired me out. Good night, you guys," he yawned cutely, and stood. We all said our goodnight's to him and then, Ken and I started talking to ourselves some, drinking the late-night coffee and a comfortable weight fell upon us. Relaxation is something we Kreuz members rarely get because of our missions and work. Soon, Aya left silently, followed by Ken, and I was left alone in the kitchen, sighed deeply, wanting a cigarette desperately. I stood and walked out the backdoor, relishing at the slightly cool night air and eagerly, I slid a fag from the confinements of my pockets, placing it in my mouth, and lit my Zippo lighter, inhaling deeply and exhaled, closing my eyes. I leaned back against the wall, continuing to suck smoke down into my lungs.

For the past weeks, well... months, all my thoughts had been on that red-head. And it really wasn't fair that I couldn't have him. I don't get it. I'm sexy. A proud 6'0 ft young man oozing with good-looks, emerald eyes, shaggy honey hair, bronze skin, and a body to DIE for that looks great in leather and tight clothing. I thought I would look great against Aya. Don't get me wrong- sometimes Aya scares me because of those icy glares and frowns. But all the same, I want to break him. See him beg. Plead. Want.

LOVE.

I shuddered some and drew myself away from the wind, flicking the butt of my cigarette on the ground. Usually, I don't think such thoughts about the people I've slept with, but there was something about Aya that was exotically alluring and I couldn't stand the fact that I couldn't claim him. Sometimes I even thought of myself just hugging him from behind, knowing that he was safe and in only my arms. I'm possessive, no? I often wondered if he thought the same about me... I can dream, can't I? Walking back into the house, I started turning everything off and slowly climbed up the stairs to my room and to then decided to take a shower- oh, wait... someone's already in there. Fuck. That's great. Mumbling angrily to myself, I stomped into my room to gather my stuff when I heard a small moan. A lustful moan. Trust me, I know my noises.

Well, that's something you don't hear everyday, now is it?

I tip-toed to the door and presed my ear to it, listening to the breathy noises. My curiosity kept edging me on, so, I slowly opened the door, steam hitting my face. Blinking my eyes to see better, I looked down on the floor, seeing only that one ugly color:

burnt orange.

It was Aya's God-ridden sweater that clashes against his beautiful, cherry red hair. Suddenly... I had this CRAZY idea come over me. Something LIKE me, but it was SO random and wild and I knew there would be a heavy concequence of my recieving a broken nose and a busted lip, but I had to do this. Grinning like a cat that ate the canary, I slid on into the bathroom and shucked off my clothes quickly, staying deathly quiet, glad that I had skills like a assassian. Since our bathroom is big enough for two people, the shower was small, but there was some space. It was glass, the surface frosted so you couldn't see in or out. I could faintly see the bright scarlet hair and my heart raced madly against my chest, my libido rising above normal and I took the plunge while Aya was... consumed with himself. Now this was something a person DID NOT see everyday, especially from Aya.

I slid the door ever slowly and quietly as I could, seeing the strong, pale backside of our mighty leader. His head was tossed back, soap suds clinging to his hair and on his broad, tiny shoulders, hands working something below him which was something probably bothersome. Grinning largely, and faintly realizing that my cock had sprung to immediate life, I could barely supress my excitment and thrill, observing the tall, tight-strung body that rippled with muscle from using a katana in fights. He was beautifully white with endless, long legs that were shaped like a woman's almost with a tight ass that made my mouth water. Scars marred his back, showing that he wasn't perfect like he showed to be, to show his faults and marks of his destiny as an assassin. Drawing in a silent breath, I placed myself behind him and proceeded to enrapture the fiery leader. Stinging droplets of hot water casscaded on me. I wrapped my arms around him quickly, fast, burying my face in the crook of his shoulder, replacing his hands that embraced around his growing need with my own, pumping it furiously underneath the rushing hot water that fell heavily on us. I could barely believe my luck---

Aya was letting me do this. Too many nights have I envisioned this in my dark dreams of lust for this man, and it was happening.

Groaning deeply, he opened his eyes at me. Those amethyst orbs were glazed with lust, ebony, long, eyelashes lowered seductively and his mouth was stained pretty ruby red from biting his lips, his face glowing a rosy color from exertion. He mouthed, "Faster!", at me, which I happily obliged. I lowered my mouth on his, sucking on it, thrusting my tonuge inside the moist cavern, wrapping my own around his in a hasty battle of dominance. This was not happening... the Ice Bitch was letting me kiss him!!! But here he was, writhing in my arms, hips bucking into my hands, mewling noises escaping his mouth in-between kissing. His arms went behind him to clutch at my head, deeping the kiss further as my hold on his weeping cock tightened. I nimbly reached below to fondle the swollen sac, causing him to break the kiss, eyes clenching shut as he wailed out loud, arching his back as he came against the shower wall in harsh spasms. As he shuddered to his completion, I had to satisfy myself. Reaching for the bottle of shampoo gel, I whispered in his ear, "Give me a moment, Aya... please, wait for me." A small whimper and a nod of his head urged me faster in prepairing him. I coated two fingers thickly in the mango gunk and proceeded to search in-between the finely shaped globes of his ass, slipping the fingers into his tight opening.

I relished at the sounds falling from his lips, all the more urging me on more. I bit into Aya's neck, suckling hard on the wet flesh, flicking my tonuge over the now bruised area, rocking my own hardness against the small of his back. Aya groaned and bucked backwards into my intruding digits that slipped in and out of him fast, preparing him. He was tight and slick. I eagerly continued to pump my fingers into his hole. This was just too fucking good to be true... I marveled at the clenching around my fingers as Aya took me in. He leaned forward, panting hard, hands laying flat against the shower wall, the spray hitting his back with full force. "Just do it, Youji," he asked hoarsely in a small voice, scarlet head bent low, his legs trembling. Sucking in my bottom lip, I closed my eyes and felt the words come out, "Only if you want me to, Aya... I won't force you..."

"Please... I- I gotta... oh, dammit, Youji-

FUCK ME."

Something inside of me snapped. Like a wild animal that had been trapped for a long time was now given freedom and this was its chance to escape. I became that 'animal'. I wanted Aya, I wanted to own him, I wanted him to be MINE and only MINE. Growling low in my throat, I felt my eyes narrow at the wantonly coo in his voice and using the rest of the gel on my fingers that I took out from his entrance, I coated my own throbbing need and grabbed Aya's thin, pale hips. The next thing I knew, I was falling into rapture, darkness circling around my vision as I pummled into a tight sheath, over and over, the sheer intensity of something like fire drowning me as I thrust and bucked into Aya. The pace was so quick and so fast, I didn't think anything of making sure that I hadn't had hurt him. All I could hear were screeching, high-pitched moans, and the breathy mantra of, "Keep...going... oh, keep going...!" Angling his hips, I rammed hard into him in quick, fast thrusts, causing him to cry out loud. The sounds of wet skin meeting echoed in the bathroom, slapping and smacking. I knew I nailed that prostate once he arched highly, head flung back, mouth opened in a silent scream, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. I wanted to keep going, but I was nearing my own climax, the oh-too familiar tightening in my abdomen growing. I hissed as his inner walls clamped around my cock and I reached around, grabbing his own and squeezing hard, bringing my head down to his own.

"Come for me, Aya," I whispered lowly in his ear, biting down on the lobe. I brought him up into my arms as he came in my hand, a long, drawn-out moan errupted from him, his body shaking as he climaxed heavily, trying to cling to the shower wall weakly. The sight alone was enough to get me off. I gasped loudly, burying my face in his hair as I emptied myself into him, rocking gently against him.

We stood in the shower, the thick mist hanging around us, the sounds of our heavy labored breathing the only noise. I drew up slowly, basking in the glow of the most hard, hottest orgasim I had ever had, embracing Aya close to my chest. "Aya...," I murmured in a low, rumbling voice, kissing his temple gently. "Hmm... Youji... about time you made a move," he chuckled some, tiredly, turning around to face me, a soft, tiny smile on his delicate face, amethyst eyes shinning. I returned the smile and leaned forward, placing a leisure kiss on his lips, holding him tightly against me. We parted as he let out a small giggle.

"Just because this happened once, I'm making sure this goes on."

"What?! You thinking I PLANNED on doing this once?!! You're crazy!"

"But next time, you're bottom."

"Ppppffftttt, yeah right... Aya? Aya, you're kidding, right? RIGHT?!! AYA!"





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Woo-hoo!!! *dances* FINISHED! So, what did ya'll think about it? It seems as though a possibility of another one hangs in the air. I dunno... unless some yaoi-starving, Weiss-lovin', pretty-bishounen-reading people wanna leave me a nice, sweet review... I think you do. *smiles* I REALLY think you do!

'LATER DAYS...!'
-the moonlight carries the message of Love-
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