Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Desire ❯ Desire ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/N: I tried to make this as In Character as possible... but, you kinda have to OOC Schu a bit for a Yohji/Schu Lemon, ne? Ahh, alas a sad ending. *sigh* I AM considering a sequel though... bug me enough and maybe you'll get it! ~_^ This is my first WEISS lemon, but not my first LEMON. Feedback makes me feel loved... feedback? Onegai? *puppy/chibi eyes*
Desire

Yohji growled at the cold. WHY it was snowing in MARCH he had no clue. He had, had a satisfactory day. Selling quite a few flowers on his shift, taking flack from Aya about spilling coffee by the machine... God, talk about a slave driver.
The only place for him to go, since the clubs in the area weren't all that great, and the only good clubs were closed for the night, was one of the downtown bars. Nice, quiet, but most importantly: warm. Yohji stepped into the bar, sighing as the smell of cigarettes and alcohol assaulted his nose.
// Good to be in a familiar atmosphere... // Even though he had never been here before, a friend of a friend had told him the place was non-expensive and not-too shabby.
Sitting down at the farthest corner of the bar, Yohji waited to be acknowledged by the bar tender before ordering some sake, and straight vodka. Who said you couldn't mix drinks?
"That's an awful lot of alcohol for a little kitten..."
Yohji stiffened. He knew that voice... that all-too-familiar nasal voice.
He didn't even turn around. "Schuldich."
"That's my name." He could practically HEAR the smirk.
"What do you want?" Yohji snapped, trying to keep his voice down.
Schuldich sighed heavily behind him. "Why does everyone assume I'm the bad guy?"
Yohji choked on air turning to give him a skeptical look. "So... killing innocent people is a GOOD thing?"
Schuldich gave him a smirk. "Well, that all depends on whether it's some little brat who won't leave you alone... or some bystander walking alone down the street... Either way, it's as fun as hell. The pain and fear in their thoughts... I can't get enough of it. You should try it sometime."
Yohji accepted his drinks from the tender. "No thanks. I'd rather have you on a stick."
Schuldich raised his eyebrow. "Is that so..."
Yohji spun and looked at him. "I did NOT mean it THAT way!" Schuldich's raised eyebrow stayed in place. "Hentai..." Yohji muttered before draining his glass of sake and starting on the vodka.
"You shouldn't mix drinks you know." Schuldich said matter-of-factly.
The blonde snorted. "I couldn't care less if it kills me, or isn't good for me, or gets me drunk faster. Getting me drunk faster causes me to not have to spend so much money. It's a win -win situation."
Schuldich took a seat beside the man. "And why do you want to get drunk, kitten?"
"Don't call me that..."
Schuldich smirked and waited for an answer.
"None of your fucking business." Yohji drained his cup of vodka, barely wincing as he poured another glass from his bottle.
"Right, well... call if you need me..." Schuldich seemed distant as he saw Brad Crawford step into the bar with a Schuldich-I-swear-if-you-are-in-here-I-am-going-to-kick-your-ass frown on his face. "Ja matta ne, kitten."
Before Yohji could even tell him not to call him that, AGAIN, Schu was gone in the direction of the washrooms.
Yohji sighed and drained that glass. This would be along night, and Schuldich wasn't going to give up so easily.
~*~*~*~*~
An hour and a half later, and 1,500 yen down the hole, Yohji looked hazy eyed around the bar. Not many people were left, but the few who were, were burly looking and drunk.
// Almost as drunk as me... // Yohji was surprised he had formed a coherent sentence in his alcohol drenched head.
About to order another, he was approached by a gangly looking man with determination and drunkenness, on his face.
"Hey there pretty, pretty... you look kinda bored... wanna go for a 'ride'?" The man leaned on the bar and a little TOO closely to Yohji.
"Iie. Fuck off." Yohji took his last sip of Vodka when the man grabbed him by the shoulders and whirled him in his chair.
"Whaddid you say'ta me?"
// He looks mad... Well, DUH.//
"I said," Yohji took a breath. "Fuck. Off."
To Yohji's sheer amusement, the man laughed... and dragged him from the stool, which, by all Yohji's standards, was NOT amusing in the LEAST.
Yohji tried to put up a struggle but his alcohol fazed brain was in I-am-drunk-la-tee-da mode. He settled for moaning and slapping at the arms dragging him the general direction of the washrooms.
"Iie. Yada... Yada yo..." Yohji stuttered as he was dragged into the men's washroom, the door locked behind them.
"I'm gonna teach you to use that mouth for something fun..." The burly man shoved Yohji against the wall and unzipped his zipper. "Now... lesson 1."
"You aren't honestly going to rape the poor boy in a BAR washroom, are you?" Came a nasal voice.
"What the...?" The man was obviously confused.
Yohji slipped to the floor, drunk state getting to him.
Schuldich came around the corner of a stall, cigarette in hand with a smirk on his face. He obviously hadn't left the washroom when Crawford left the bar. "I mean, even the WOMEN'S washroom would be more..." Schu gestured to the dirty room. "Sanitary is my word? Than this place."
"Who the hell duh ya think you are? Wise ass?" The man came towards Schu with an angry expression upon his face.
Schuldich didn't look the least bit fazed. "Depends on my mood, lard ass." Schu smirked at the man's large girth before giving a sympathetic look to Yohji who would have had the man touching him had it not been for himself.
"Why you little punk, comere!" The man stumbled towards the German, who ducked aside easily and watched as the man flattened himself in a garbage can.
Schu sighed, taking another drag of his cigarette before extinguishing it on the man's skin. An agonizing scream followed.
Schu looked at Yohji. "Can't leave him in perfect condition now can I?" He laughed as Yohji moaned.
"Fine, I'll carry you, but only cause you're hot." Schuldich pulled the blonde up in a fireman's carry and unlocked the bathroom door. The bartender looked at them, giving them a warning look and lifted the phone. Schu just shook his head, working is telepathic magic, causing to bartender to turn white and put down the phone.
Schuldich carried Yohji out to his car, unlocking it and throwing him in the passenger's seat. "Kitten, you REALLY have to learn how to take care of yourself when you are approached by an ugly, fat, horny man who wants a piece of your ass." Schuldich smirked, closing the door and getting in his own side. He started up the car, turning on the heat and allowing it to warm up for a second before putting it in drive and taking off.
"Where do you live, Kitten?"
Yohji snorted. "Why would'a tell ya that?"
Schu sighed. "You aren't are you?"
"Iie."
Schuldich probed his mind, leaving a few things uncovered while looking. "God, you don't even KNOW! What am I going to do with you now? Killing you would be no fun... you aren't in the shape to fight back, plus, no fear from you since you wouldn't know what was going on."
"I wouldn't too!" Yohji fell over onto Schuldich's shoulder as he turned a corner.
"Right. You don't even make sense." Schuldich pushed him back up, speeding along the freeway, ignoring honks from angry drivers.
"Who needs sense when they have sex?" Yohji gave Schuldich a look. "Sex makes EVERYTHING better. I swear. You should try it sometime."
Schuldich had to hold back the comments DYING to spill over his tongue. Some that he HAD tried, and others that he WANTED to try...
"Kitten, what AM I going to do with you? Even ~I~ wouldn't feel right leaving on the side of the road for some creep to molest." Schu sighed and turned off the freeway, smirking as he heard the honks of those he had cut off.
"Why don't I go home with you?"
Schuldich's eyes opened wide. Then he laughed. "What would Crawford do if I dragged a Weiss member into the house for the night... even FARFIE wouldn't want to know..." The red head thought. "Hey, got any money left?"
"Hmm, mmm... yeah, why?" Yohji looked at him tiredly.
"Hotel room."
"Why don't you pay?" Yohji was a bit more awake now, hearing Hotel, and room, from Schuldich's nasal voice.
"I'm too cheap." Schuldich pulled into a small, put fairly neat, pay-by-the-hour hotel. He parked the car in one of the last remaining spots, and shut it off. "Come on."
Schu got out and went to the other side of the car, opening the door and holding Yohji up. "Can you walk?"
Yohji shook his head, stumbling so Schu had to catch him. This movement brought there faces mere inches away. Blue looking into green as the snow continued to fall around them.
"I... I can try." Yohji stood, hoping the world would stop spinning for a few minutes. It did, and they walked to the office... Yohji with a little help.
After getting their key, Schuldich had to carry Yohji up the stairs and open the door. Inside was one bed.
"Here. You can call your home in the morning." Schuldich dropped him onto the bed only to find himself falling down as well. The reason, quite obvious.
Yohji clung to the red head. "Dun leave me!" He gave him a sad look, one only he could.
"I am NOT staying with you, and I do NOT feel like spending the whole night standing up." Schuldich attempted to untangle their bodies but Yohji would not relent.
"Sleep in the bed with me!"
"WHAT!?" Schuldich looked at him as if he were crazy. "Give me one good reason - " His voice was abruptly cut off by Yohji's lips pressing themselves to his. He allowed the drunk man to move his lips sleekly over his for a moment before slowly parting.
"Because you said I was hot." Yohji seemed PERFECTLY sober now.
"Hmm..." Schuldich mumbled, pushing Yohji's hair away from his face. "I did didn't I?"
Yohji nodded, pulling Schuldich down so he lay completely on top of him. "Yeah..." Yohji whispered and fingered Schu's hair. "You did."
Schuldich allowed the intimate contact. Placing his hands on either side of the brunette's head. "What then, should we do about that?"
Yohji answered him by pressing his lips to the German's again. This time though, the kiss was not as hesitant and not as gently. The moved their lips over each other's with hurriedness that felt like fire.
Schuldich broke the kiss to lick at Yohji's neck and tease his ear.
"Schuldich..."
Schuldich slowly started undoing the buttons on Yohji's coat, nipping gently and teasing the skin on the side of his face. He slipped the coat off of Yohji and slowly, revealingly, took off his own, delighting in the lust in Yohji's eyes.
How this had happened, he had no clue, but if Fate had been this generous, he wasn't going to argue.
Yohji's thin shirt went next, and Schuldich reveled in the softness of his tanned chest, kissing every patch of it his soft lips found. He enveloped a tight nipple in his lips, licking and flicking it with his tongue.
Yohji entangled his hand in red hair, taking off the sunglasses and headband, allowing the hair to spill freely all over its owner.
"Yohji..." Schu whispered as he felt the blonde start to grind his growing erection against his own.
"Need to... take it slow..." For all the talk about Schuldich, he was very gentle in bed, be it a man or a woman, he hated to rush.
"Mmm. Take all the time you want, just get these clothes off." Yohji tugged Schu's shirt over his head, causing the German to give him a version of Aya's 'Glare O' Dhoom'. Far less potent when lust clouded his eyes though.
Schuldich sat up between Yohji's legs and took off his boots and socks, undoing his pants, and easing them down his tanned legs. Nothing on underneath.
Yohji smiled as he watched Schuldich's proud manhood jut out and licked his lips in anticipation. He closed his eyes, feeling Schu's hands on his hips, massaging and slowly undoing his pants. He worked them down those perfect legs slowly, enjoying the whines of protest to go faster coming from the Japanese man.
"Schuldich..." Yohji moaned. "Hurry..."
Schuldich smiled. "No kitten... slow and easy wins the race."
Divesting Yohji of the last of his clothes, he lay between his legs and looking into his green eyes.
"Du bist so Schöen..." Schuldich said, speaking his native tongue.
Yohji smiled. "I don't speak German, Schuldich."
"I'll try again then. You are so beautiful..." Schuldich licked a trail from Yohji's jaw to his cheek bone, feeling the heat as he went over his cheek. "You're blushing..."
Yohji shifted. "No one's ever called me beautiful before..."
"Well, you are." Schuldich kissed a trail down Yohji chest and stomach, nipping as his nipples just to hear him moan and gasp on the way down. He stopped at his navel, playing with it and delving his tongue into it.
"Mm...God..." Yohji sighed happily and rested his hands as his sides, waiting for the next part...
Schuldich looked into Yohji's eyes, seeing perfect trust there that he didn't deserve to have. He leaned forward and tentatively licked the head of Yohji's arousal. He was rewarded with a lusty moan and his name; so he did it again.
Schuldich took Yohji's length into his mouth, playing lightly on it with his tongue before reaching a hand up to slip 2 fingers into Yohji's mouth.
Yohji grabbed his wrist and sucked noisily on them while Schuldich took his length deeper.
The German pulled his hand back and nudged Yohji's legs up and farther apart before slowly playing his way down between the brunette's thighs to run over his entrance again and again.
"Un... Schuldich!" Yohji pulled his hands above him gripping his own hair and titling his head back, feeling the fingers playing over his entrance, but not penetrating. "Schuldich, you're killing me..."
He smirked. "I hope not... I need to get my fun too," he said, pulling away from Yohji's erect member. "There's a much more fun way of penetrating."
Schuldich pushed Yohji's legs up farther and placing his hands under his ass. Schuldich lifted slightly and leaned in closer, savoring the scent of his lover's arousal. Schuldich dipped his tongue between the crease being held open his strong hands, listening to the plaintive whimpers coming from the Japanese man.
Schuldich delved his tongue into Yohji's opening, hearing his scream in ecstasy. He pushed his tongue in deeper, making the entrance wet and open for something much larger. When Yohji's screams became louder, he knew he had found the spot he was looking for. He ran over it repeatedly, never tiring of the screams and howls being produced by the sexy creature above him.
He finally pulled away, sinking his 2 wet fingers into Yohji's slick opening. Schu pulled himself up to push Yohji's hair away from his face so he could search for any signs of pain. Seeing none he pressed the fingers deeper and ran them lightly over that wondrous spot deep inside him.
"Schuldich..." Yohji whimpered, pulling the other man down to him for a kiss. "Please..."
Schuldich pushed him tongue inside Yohji's mouth and he opened for him gladly. Yohji tasted of alcohol and vanilla, and another taste that was Yohji. He moaned into his mouth as he gently pressed in three fingers, moving them around slowly and touching his prostate lightly.
Yohji broke the kiss and panted. "Schuldich, please! I need you... please..." Yohji had tears in his eyes and Schuldich stopped moving his hand.
"I'm hurting you." Schuldich began to remove his fingers when Yohji's hands stopped him.
"No. You aren't... I just..." Yohji breathed. "I've just never had anyone show me this much care when I'm in bed. I've never had more than a quick fuck."
Yohji closed his eyes when he felt Schuldich lick away his tears. "You should. Everyone should know what making love feels like. Even enemy's and assassins." Schuldich pulled out his fingers and rolled off Yohji, turning him on his side so Yohji had his back to his chest. "Put your leg back, over my thighs."
Yohji nodded and did as he was told, feeling exposed this way, and yet comfortable somehow with Schuldich, the fiery red head from Schwarz.
Schuldich reached behind him and opened the door of the night stand, hoping for one of those complimentary packs of Vaseline or lotion. He found lotion and quickly pulled it open, squirting it on his hand and covering his cock in it.
Schuldich rubbed Yohji's hip, leaning forward and whispering in his ear. "Ready, kitten?"
Yohji swallowed and nodded, needing Schuldich inside of him more so than he needed to breathe, he couldn't explain it; it was just some need deep inside of him that he hoped wasn't the alcohol. He hadn't felt this feeling since Asuka.
// Not love. // He begged. // I can't love him...//
Schuldich caught this thought and held back emotions within himself as he gently pushed forward, and slowly entered the blonde before him.
Yohji cooed and wrapped his arm back around Schuldich's neck.
"Schu... hurts..." Yohji tightened his grip on the German's hair and squeezed his eyes shut.
Schuldich licked at the expanse of neck in front of him. "I know, leibe, just give it a minute, then it will feel better." Schuldich trailed his hand down Yohji's chest, tweaking his nipples and continuing the path to his swollen member.
Yohji keened lightly as Schuldich began stroking it to cause him to concentrate on the pleasure more than the pain. His hand sped up in unison to Yohji's inner muscles relaxing.
"Schuldich... please..." Yohji pressed back against Schuldich, pushing more of his erection into his tight canal.
Schuldich gladly gave it to him, pushing little by little, further into that tight heat that could only be described as 'Yohji'. When he had pushed himself in to the root, he waited as Yohji trembled and moaned beside him.
Yohji wiggled his hips, testing the reaction. When he got a growl and moan out of his German lover, he arched his back causing his inner muscles to clamp and spasm slightly.
Schuldich growled again and pulled out slightly, before slowly going back in, as deep as he could. He smiled when he heard Yohji yelp as he brushed his prostate.
"Oh God, Schuld, more... please, kami-sama, MORE!" Yohji pushed back violently against Schuldich and was rewarded with a hard, but still gentle thrust.
Schuldich continued in this fashion, pulling out, grinding his hips slightly, then pushing back in harder than before, making sure to hit the prostate of the brunette in front of him.
Yohji was whining about something, mumbling incoherently, and Schuldich wasn't sure quite what it was until Yohji pulled away and looked back at him with lust-filled eyes.
"Yohji...?" Schuldich looked worried, reaching up to brush hair out of the Japanese man's eyes.
Yohji just smiled and pulled Schuldich up into a sitting position before leaning over and whispering into his ear.
"I like to ride."
Schuldich blushed slightly, but managed a smirk and steadied himself as Yohji clambered into his lap.
They kept their eyes locked as Yohji ever-so-slowly lowered himself down onto Schuldich's full erection. When he was fully seated, Yohji threw his head back and ground his hips down and back and forth, causing Schuldich's erection to repeatedly rub against his prostate.
"Y-Yohji..." Schuldich gasped, grinding his teeth as Yohji leaned back, pulling himself from the German's lap before grinding back to become fully seated once more.
"Mmm..." Yohji leaned forward, flicking his tongue against Schuldich's ear. "Fuck me..."
That was all the invitation Schuldich needed as he grabbed his hips firmly and pulled him up with the aid of Yohji's strong legs, and ground him back down upon him again. With every up stroke they made, Yohji's erection would brush just right against Schuldich's muscular chest. With every downstroke, Schuldich's erection would hit at just the right angle to catch that perfect spot deep inside of Yohji.
"Schu... Schuldich... Oh God... so goooood..." Yohji moaned throatily and hastened his pace, grinding down harder.
Schuldich tilted Yohji back enough to catch one of his hard nipples between his lips, sucking and nipping enthusiastically as he felt his completion nearing.
Yohji wrapped his arms tightly around Schuldich's neck as the German bit his nipple, lapping at the red mark and then moved up to suck and lick at his neck.
"Schuldich... I... I'm going to..." Yohji sighed loudly as one of Schuldich hands ducked between them to rub the sensitive spot just behind his balls.
Yohji leaned back further to make the area more accessible to Schuldich roaming fingers before moaning deep in his throat.
"Schuldich!! I'm coming!"
Yohji came hard against both their stomachs, screaming loudly as Schuldich continued to rub at the sensitive area until he was twitching slightly from the orgasm.
Schuldich quickly pulled Yohji up into his arms, listening to him moan as he continued to thrust up into his willing lover. Schuldich caught Yohji's lips in a nearly bruising kiss as he came deep inside of Yohji. Yohji's mouth caught most of the sound as he jerked and came.
They finally pulled apart, both trembling from the strength of their orgasms. Yohji smiled sweetly and kissed Schuldich once more before pulling himself off of him, keeping their lips attached.
The two men lay down on the bed, panting slightly and holding each other as their libido's cooled off. Schuldich grinned and pulled the blanket over the two, allowing Yohji to cuddle up to him, pressing his face into his chest.
They lay like that for a while, each listening to the others breath and heartbeat. Yohji smiled, but frowned almost instantly.
"Schuldich?"
The German did not answer.
//Must be sleeping...//
Schuldich breathed deeply, not allowing himself to stir as he felt Yohji's hot tears on his chest. //He's so confused...// Schuldich thought to himself, fighting to keep his grip from tightening. //He wants this, he doesn't want it, he wants love... who am I to give it to him? I could never love him the way he wants me too. Hell, I'm more likely to kill him then love him. He knows that. That's why he's crying...//
As Yohji's sobs tapered off, Schuldich became more and more aware that he was asleep. He also became more and more aware that it was time for him to leave.
~*~*~*~*~
Schuldich came out of the small hotel bathroom dressed and clean. He didn't want to shower for fear of waking up Yohji. Even the quick strip bath he had given himself was risky with how long it took and the sound of water running. Yet, sure enough, when Schuldich came out, Yohji was still asleep, cuddled in the blankets with a look of pure serenity on his face.
//He's so beautiful...//
Schuldich carefully and quietly went up to the bed, leaning over the still form. He gently pressed his lips to Yohji's brushing the stray hairs from his face. He pulled back with a genuine smile before surveying the room to make sure any sign of him was gone. Well, almost any sign; when Yohji showered, that too would disappear.
Schuldich left the hotel room, looking back once more at the sleeping angel in the bed. In one night he had fallen in love with Kudou Yohji, but not in all eternity could he ever have him.