Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angels ❯ 'Memories of an Angel' ( Chapter 19 )

Chapter 19

Memories of an Angel

The blonde assassin leaned exhausted against the black winged angel's chest panting. Then a soft chuckle escaped him as he turned his head to kiss the other man tasting himself on his lips.

"I don't know how this is happening," he muttered tiredly. "I've never been able to climax so close together. You're going to kill me with pleasure."

He slid back away from his silver haired lover and smiled to reassure his lover that he wasn't serious. He reached behind him and pulled two black washcloths from the rack on the wall and tossed one to Enzeru and kept one for himself. He lathered his up with the bath gel and tossed the bottle to his lover.

"I think we should finish washing ourselves or we'll never get out of the tub. But I'll help you with your wings if you like?" Yohji looked at the other man with a hopeful smile on his face. He was losing his nervousness over possibly damaging and found that he couldn't get enough of their soft touch just as he couldn't get enough of his lover's lips.

Enzeru watched what Yohji did with the gel and copied his motions. He looked into the jade of his lover's eyes and smiled. "Hai, I would like that," he growled. His wings fluttered behind him in anticipation of his lovers touch. He had always liked to have his wings touched, even as an angel. When he had been with his 'brothers' Gabriel had indulged in that pleasure often, touching and stroking them until Enzeru was a quivering mess. ~Perhaps that is why Gabriel acts the way he does now.~ He thought. A frown crossed his face at the memories, making him growl a bit. He looked up and smiled in apology as his lover gasped.

Yohji smiled as he was allowed permission to help his lover groom those gorgeous wings. But the smile faded as the look on lover's face turned from happiness to anger in less than a minute. He gasped, his eyes widening as the cloth in his hand dropped to rest on his upper thigh.

He hadn't seen his lover angry in the time he'd known him. Happy, inflamed with passion, even sad and a little afraid. But he didn't think he ever wanted to see this look on his lover's face again. The change even made Yohji's blood run cold.

Then the dark winged angel smiled his eyes and face settling into an apologetic visage and the blonde smiled nervously tilting his head to look at his lover.

"Enzeru, what happened? Why did you get angry like that?" he knew it wasn't anything he'd done. But was a bit nervous to find out what it could truly be.

Enzeru smiled and kissed Yohji, turning around so the tips of his wings floated softly in the water. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Just memories, that's all."

He sighed again and rested down in the tub, his elbows on his knees, hands idly playing in the water. He could feel that his lover wanted more information, but he didn't want to talk about it. How was he supposed to explain that he had been with one of his 'brothers' right under his boss' nose when he had first felt the human emotion of pleasure? It all sounded odd enough to him. He remembered sitting in this very position, Gabriel, stroking and running the feathers through his fingertips. He didn't miss Gabriel per se, but the thrill of the first shock as the pleasure had coursed through him, instantly addicting him like a drug. After that, he had taken his time at his jobs, watching the humans interact with their mates, watching them cuddle and fuck in the heat of the night.

His thoughts were cut short as Yohji's hands began caressing his wings lightly.

Yohji nodded in understanding. He knew all about memories and how they stir the blood and the emotions and not always in a pleasant way. He wouldn't press this time. He'd done that enough for their first day. Instead he scooted forward to sit directly behind the dark angel trying to give reassurance and comfort. He reached out to each side letting his hands run soothingly as far as they would reach across the top of the wings and then down to fan lightly through the lower feathers. He rubbed his cheek on the smooth back looking at the wings that spread on either side of him.

"How do I do this? Groom them for you I mean? Just water and my hand?" he asked softly listening to the soft growls from his lover and the tiny shivers that ran through him from the touch.

Enzeru inhaled sharply, trying to regain his senses. The touches were intoxicating him, making him giddy and lightheaded. He turned his head towards his lover, his chin down and his eyes closed in pleasure.

"J-just like ah! Like you do your hair." He gasped out as Yohji continued to touch the light feathers. Enzeru leaned forward, his hair floating in the water about his face as his wings totally relaxed except for a few flutters here and there as his breathing became more labored. This was the simplest of pleasures for him, not sexual, though it did eventually arouse him, but more just the excitement and pleasure of pure touch.

The blonde assassin nodded and placed several light kisses on his lover's back before scooting so that he had the space to work. Starting where the tip of the left wing rested in the water he used both hands to delicately comb through the feathers.

He watched as they lifted and separated as his fingers sifted through the shimmering black mass. He jerked his hands back momentarily appalled as he watched several long quills fall out and almost panicked before taking a closer look. The edges of the fine filaments looked frayed and ragged and the feather itself didn't hold the same luster as its brothers. He sighed in relief realizing it was simply like a dead hair that was falling to make room for the new and started up again.

He loved the feel of the soft feathers as they ran through his fingers and he could spend hours doing this. His training guaranteed that he could do with only minimal shoulder pain.

"Your wings are so beautiful," he murmured to his lover. "I could do this everyday you'll let me."

Enzeru groaned in reply as the sensations bolted through his back and into each cell of his being. He rolled his head back, loving the feel his lovers' strong fingers brushing through the feathers. In his dazed mind, he felt another sensation; one very familiar and one he immediately knew was danger. He groggily looked up, growling menacingly in his chest, flashing his fangs at the image of the white tenshi in front of him.

His back straightened and his wings encircled Yohji protectively. Still growling, Enzeru took a kneeling position in the tub as Gabriel spoke.

"Still indulging in frivolous pleasures, Enzeru?" He chuckled.