Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Cause and Effect Arc ❯ Kicking the Habit ( Chapter 7 )

Omi was just passing his older teammates bedroom when what he heard drift through the partially opened door caused him to stop dead in his tracks. “Yohji, I can't do it once again.”

“But Ayan, you *promised* to help distract me while I try to quit smoking. The first few days are the worst.”

“I'm tired and sore. I don't think my body can take it one more time.”

A slight blush appeared on Omi's cheeks and he could hear the exhaustion in Aya's voice.

“Come on Aya, just once more. I'm still full of nervous energy. I need to burn it off.” Omi could hear the excitement in Yohji's voice.

“No. We've done it at least ten times already today. I don't want to do it anymore.”

Omi's jaw dropped.

“Please, Aya. If you don't I'll have to ask Ken or Omi to play with me.”

“Fine, go asked them.”

Omi stared in shock at the door.

“But I don't want to play with them. It's more fun with you.” There was a slight whine in Yohji's voice.

“I'm hot and sticky and I need a shower.”

“If you play with me one more time, I won't ask you to do it again until tomorrow, okay?”

A pause. “Fine. But you better drop it down a level. I can't do it again if it's like the last time.”

“Ha! Admit it, I have much more stamina and am a lot better at this than you are.”

"Hn."

Omi's mind was reeling with the thoughts that kept swirling around his head. He knew his faced was flushed. Besides that, he was a bit aroused by the visions that teased his mind. While he knew he should get out of there before he was caught eavesdropping, Omi just couldn't get his legs to move.

“I'll be right back, I need something to drink before we start.” Aya said.

Omi quickly moved but only connected with the wall that he hadn't realized he'd backed up against. He braced himself for an irate teammate but all Aya did was nod at Omi as he passed by before going down the stairs.

Okay, now he was confused. Aya was dressed in his work out clothes. He braved a peek into the older men's bedroom and found Yohji dressed in a tank top and athletic shorts making adjustments to a PS2 console. When he noticed Omi in the doorway, Yohji smiled and said, “See my new toy? I bought this and the DDR game and pads.”

“DDR?” Omi's brain was not working at full strength at that point.

“Yeah. You know, that dance game where you have to match the steps on the screen? I'm kicking Aya's ass at this. Wanna try?”

Omi shook his head in confusion. Dance Dance Revolution. That's what they had been talking about? He felt a furious blush suffuse his face and neck when he remembered where his previous imaginings had taken him.

“No? Well, maybe Ken would like to try. Aya's getting a little tired. Guess dancing isn't his thing.”

“I-I have some homework, I'll see you later, Yotan.” Omi passed Aya on his way out the door before he found the sanctuary of his bedroom. And he always thought that Yohji was the pervert. Well, he may be giving the older blond a run for his money in that department, but didn't care right now. Omi decided he was going to see if his boyfriend was busy at the moment or if he could entice the brunette into a little playtime of their own.

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Aya watch Omi leave their room and turned to his lover, “What's wrong with Omi? Isn't he feeling well?”

Yohji just shrugged his shoulders, “I don't know. He *was* a little on the quiet side. Oh well. Are you ready to play one more round?”

“On the condition that when this is over and I've taken a shower, you give me a massage.” Aya said as he wrapped his arms around Yohji. “After you massage my body, I may just let you do whatever else you want to it.”

Aya leaned in for a kiss that left both men more breathless than when they'd finished the last game of DDR. Yohji pulled back and grinned, “I may even be able to appease my oral fixation for a while.”

Aya just smiled that little Cheshire cat smile that sent shivers though Yohji, before he went to start the game once more.

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Self beta'd so any mistakes, please let me know.