Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Cocoon of Lies ❯ Desire (Ran) ( Chapter 5 )

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Copyright: I own the story line! Don't attempt to take this before advising me… I'll haunt you and make your life really miserable. You must believe me… my muse Adonis has satanic powers

Warnings: homosexual themes, language, drugs use, non graphic sex, pseudo sex, very strong violence, OOC-ness, supernatural themes, death, (mental) bond, horror, blood and gore and everything like such.

Desire (Schuldich)

He hands me his keys as we zoom off into the distant.

My new- found lover is quiet as usual; I'm getting hot simply looking at him. I smirk and suddenly I find a hand doing naughty things to my legs.

I shift uncomfortably under his touch, /Stop it. I can't concentrate. /

He stops and the tension builds up until I grab his hand and places it back on my thigh. /Don't stop. /

I think he's hiding a smile and continues his ministrations until I parks his car beside our apartment. I get out and he follows me. As I reach the elevator, he pulls me inside and as soon as the door closes he grabs me and plants his mouth on mine.

I freeze. Returning to my senses after a while, I push him away. He looks at me, questioning. I sigh, if we do this here, we won't be able to stop. I drag my hands through my hair.

He's disappointed, but stop nevertheless. I smirk / don't be gloomy, I'll make it all up for you. /

We reach level 14 and I'm so uncomfortable in my pants I had to fiddle with the keys for a while. When the door clicks, I drag him inside and bolt the door. Leaning on the door, I face and stare at him.

He stares back. I probe his mind. He's noticing the brown in my jade eyes. / They were lust-laden and burning with desire, I've seen a part of Yohji in those eyes. They are so close in color and expression I loose myself in them. I don't know what made me stare for so long, my current lover's desire or my ex-lover's shadow in them…/

Oh fucking hell.

I advance on him suddenly and he starts backing away from me, his legs crash on the sofa that sends him toppling. I take full advantage of this situation and kneel on top of him, straddling his hips.

/I told you I'm not some kind of substitute! / He shudders as I whisper furiously into his mind. This is arousing him… kinky.

We stared into each other's eyes, determined to outdo each other. Finally he grabs my head and pulls my lips down against his.

He strokes my face as our kiss deepens. I open my lips willingly to his tongue. As we rub our groins against each other's.

My hands find the hem of his turtleneck and slip inside. Feeling his smooth skin. I pinch his nipples and he groans. His hands yank my shirt hem from my trousers and I stop long enough to slip out of the garment as I lift his shirt over his head, breaking our kiss momentarily.

I smirk. / Desperate isn't we? / He leans down and nips at my throat. I tilt my head up to let him gain better access of it. / Don't worry. I'm going to make it all better. /

**********Two hours later***********

I'm smoking, exhausted and frustrated. Aya is a slut, I conclude, a sex maniac, and a totally addictive drug that proved to be fatal.

He looks at me. "You know it's going to kill you." Who, you? Of course it's going to kill me, you're so beautiful you're deadly. I realize he's talking about my cigarette.

I ignore him and take another dose of tobacco. He grabs the cigarette from my hand. For a moment I thought he was going to throw it away, but he merely puts it to his lips and inhale. Well, what a nice surprise. I'm glad my trained control kept me inside my skin.

He finishes the cigarette and butts it in my ashtray. Turning, he stares into my eyes as I mindlessly probe his mind.

Yohji Kudou the Bastard, that's what's on his mind.

I want to slap him. He was thinking of him all this time I'm fucking him?

He sighs, "This is a mistake," He whispers.

What?

He continues. "…We shouldn't be doing this Schuldich."

"And you and that Kudou bastard should?"

He looks at me. "You're jealous." I go rigid from head to toe at that statement, yes, statement not a question.

I laugh. "Jealous? Ha, I'm never jealous."

"Oh forget It." he says, and starts to dress. I watch in silence as leaves the room. I hear the door click and breathe out. I'm gonna make you surrender me, Aya, I vow, I'm going to you to forget Yohji like you've never had him before.