Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angels ❯ 'Morning After ' ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 12

Morning After

Enzeru smiled as he continued to look them both over. Their conversation was amusing him to no end, but the smell in the air and his naked lover beside him was quickly becoming too much. He looked to Omi and grinned wickedly, his tongue ring running across his bottom lip.

"So are you going to join us, or watch as I take him?" He ran light fingertips up Yohji's inner thigh, causing the man to tremble. "One thing Yohji has taught me, is to protect those you hold close. I would protect you too, Omi." He leaned forward on all fours and bit Yohji's thigh as he crawled past him to the end of the bed, his eyes intent on the young boy. He stopped and looked at Yohji suddenly.

"He doesn't look like a kid to me, in fact, I am most likely younger than him." He chuckled and turned back to Omi his lusty grin returning.

"Uh Yohji, you can tell me later when you come down," Omi yelled over his shoulder as he ran for the door. Afraid he'd embarrass him self further if he didn't put some distance between he and the other two.

Yohji watched him go but his mind was still whirling with something else. "What do you mean that you're younger than Omi?"

Enzeru pouted slightly, sticking out his lower lip as Omi ran from the room. He lay down on his stomach, his wings lying lazily on his back. He turned to Yohji and stretched out on to his back, his wings stretching high above him. He relaxed and shrugged, looking up to the ceiling.

"Before I was immortal. Now I am mortal. My physical age is unknown, but I have only been a mortal for a short time." He looked at Yohji then, his dark eyes curious. "Why do you ask?"

Yohji sighed with relief then smiled at his lover lying down and stretching out against him. He ran one hand up and down the angel's torso from nipples to groin letting his fingers tease the warm flesh.

"Here on earth there are laws about the age of dating partners, especially when it comes to things like sex," he explained realizing his lover didn't know. "Omi is what we call underage, it means he's not eighteen yet. He won't be for a while yet. Anyway it means someone like me or even Ken who is nineteen can't date him yet. We could go to jail for it."

He smiled as he felt the dark eyed man shiver under his touch; the large cock was already hard and dripping. His own was straining against his belly and he rubbed it sensually against Enzeru's hip. Sitting up he straddled his lover's hips. He was still open and slick from their earlier lovemaking and though he was also a little sore he wanted more of this man. He wanted it slow and deep.

"And actually Omi has a boyfriend who might not like sharing either," he stated as he slowly lowered himself on the angel's erection smiling seductively all the while.

Enzeru moaned and licked his lips, biting on the stud in his mouth as Yohji lowered himself slowly onto his cock. He held the mans hips tightly, sensing that his lover wanted something different than their frenzied sex from before. His wings came up above them to lightly run along Yohji's arms, making him shiver at the sensations it sent down them. With much restraint, he stilled his hips, waiting for Yohji to show him how he wanted it.

He reached up with one hand and caressed his lover's face, running his thumb across the full lower lip. "Nushi," he groaned and could hold back no longer, thrusting his hips up off the bed to fully sheath himself inside Yohji.

Yohji shuddered in ecstasy as the black wings caressed his arms the sensation making him purr like a satisfied cat. He smiled as the other man brushed a hand over his face and again called him beautiful. He felt the hips under move and just barely met them in their upward thrust. He angled his body to take as much of his lover into him as he could then clamped down tight on the cock inside him.

"You might be seme," he grinned at the angel. "But I'm in control."

Slowly he relaxed his muscles and began a slow easy rhythm. He pulled up until almost all of the heavy erection was out of his body then thrust back down burying it deep again. All the while using his internal muscles to massage the throbbing cock.

Enzeru groaned loudly and stilled his hips, letting Yohji take control. He growled low in his chest, his arms running up his lover's body from his groin to his chin. He took Yohji's cock in his hand and slowly began to pump it, keeping the rhythm of their hips with his hand. He pinched his lover's nipples, drawing them to pert attention. He pulled Yohji down to him then, and took his lips in a deep kiss as his fingers buried themselves in his hair, keeping his head in place.

Yohji groaned into Enzeru's mouth as sensation after sensation pummeled his body. The warm mouth plundering his own, the hand on his cock and the fingers massaging his head tugging at his hair. He began to speed his movements riding the large erection faster his own hands holding tight to the angel's shoulders. Sweat dripped from him as he began to shudder his climax already pushing itself to the fore. He cried out as he came and pushed down hard filling himself with his lover's dick as his ass muscles clamped down spasming in reaction to the orgasm.

Enzeru purred into his lovers' mouth as he felt the hot juice spill over his fingers and onto their chests. He continued to pump his hand as his hips moved upwards again in long deep strokes, he bit gently on Yohji' s lips as his own orgasm hit, wracking his body in spasms. He jerked his hips into his lovers body, then fell still below him, an occasional gyration being the only move they made. He sucked hungrily still on Yohji's now swollen lips, his hands were running all over his body, feeling every inch of taut flesh and smooth skin. He whispered something into Yohji's lips and finally released him from the bruising kiss.

Yohji snuggled down on the warm chest sleepy and replete forgetting totally that he was supposed to be going down stairs to help Omi open the shop.

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Yohji stood under the shower spray and let the water sluice away the evidence of his activities over the last ten or so hours. He was so relaxed he was actually a little wobbly. And so tired he was actually a little shaky. But he was happy, happier than he had been in months, maybe even years, because he couldn't remember being this happy even with Aya. The only problem was that it was all happening so fast. Was it real or just his desperate need to end the loneliness? He didn't know. All he knew was that he was happy.

He couldn't believe he'd actually come three times since coming home last night. Twice in a night, yeah with a nice long sleep in between, but this was definitely out of the ordinary. And his lover seemed almost insatiable. It had taken kisses, persuasion and promises to get the Angel to let him shower alone knowing he'd never get down stairs to the shop if he didn't.

Finally clean he climbed out of his small shower and grabbed a towel to dry off. As he rubbed the soft cotton over his bare chest he stepped up to the mirror to see if he needed to shave and saw the pack of cigarettes he kept in the bathroom sitting on the metal ledge under the mirror. He suddenly realized he hadn't had one since last night at the bar. In fact the last one he remembered having was the one he had stubbed out when he first tried to introduce himself to Enzeru. The angel had left his side and done something that had stopped the bleeding on the pale blonde dancer who had slit his wrists.

Yohji's eyes widened as he realized his lover had healed the boy. Then he had come back, they had spoken a few words and the angel had kissed him. Not quite same way he had the dancer but still a kiss and Yohji couldn't remember having even one craving since. Looking at the cigarette's now he felt the urge but it was barely a whisper, not the gut deep need that he usually had first thing in the morning and it wasn't even morning anymore it was well after ten. He'd easily gone at least twelve hours without.

He stepped out of the bathroom to ask Enzeru if his assumption was right, but the studio apartment was empty. His lover was gone already. He had told Yohji he had things to do so he would go while the blonde was working in the shop but that he `would' be back. He sighed and stepped back into the bathroom. Seeing that he didn't need a shave he grabbed his blow drier and began drying the shoulder length blonde locks. Half way through he almost reached for the pack of cigarettes then stopped himself. Omi had been after him forever to stop, right now might be his best time to try. But he left the pack there just to see how long he could resist.

Fifteen minutes later he walked down the inner hallway towards the stairs that led down to the first floor and the flower shop. He stopped just before he reached them and turned towards their communal kitchen smiling as he saw the full pot of coffee. The warmer light still on showing that it was fresh made.

`Bless you Omi,' Yohji thought to himself with a smile.

He snagged a cup out of the cupboard and filled it to the brim. He looked in the fridge for something to eat and finally pulled out one of Ken's bagels. He cut it in half and slathered it with cream cheese putting both halves back together and headed downstairs.