Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Love potion #9 ❯ I took my troubles down ( Chapter 3 )

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I took my troubles down

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Ken watched as Yohji sat down at one of the tables and stared into space with glossed over green eyes, a content smile was plastered on his features as he leaned against the counter.

Ken arched an eyebrow at his teammates smug look. Why did it look like Yohji just had sex? He couldn't have, it was too short of a timeframe for him to go out and find someone to have sex with, and the only other person in the Koneko was Aya, and Ken was pretty sure Aya was a cold fish when it came to sex.

Ken shook his head of the thoughts, thinking it as his own perversion and went back to his flower arranging. He added a few more flowers as he felt around his work station with his other hand for the small card that went with the bouquet.

Shit. He left all the greeting cards inside the inventory room when he went to get the vase. Shit.

Ken grumbled and stood up from his bench. "I'll be back in a few minutes." He grumbled to Yohji, even though the playboy wasn't listening and sloshed off to the back. He was too tired to work and now he had to walk. Today was not a good day.

Ken pushed open the inventory door and took his apron off, throwing it into a corner. Maybe he would slack for a few minutes while he was back here. It's not like Yohji would notice (or care) and it didn't get busy for a few more hours.

He made his way through the dimly lit storage area. He knew exactly where he left them, it was where they left all the extra vases.

There they were, in plain sight, sitting on top of the dark table. Ken sighed and reached out for them.

"Hello Ken." A voice purred from behind.

Ken quickly turned around and saw Aya sitting on one of the benches, his violet eyes seemed different somehow. Ken took a step back. "Aya! What are you doing here? You have the day off, go to bed."

"Yours?" Aya smiled and leaned forward a bit. Ken realized Aya's white shirt was unbuttoned and he could see every curve on Aya's well sculpted chest.

Ken flushed and turned away from the sight. 'Aya did NOT just say that.'

"What's the matter, Ken-kun." Aya purred and got off the table. "You look scared."

"Aya, just go back upstairs." Ken swallowed. This was not the Aya he knew. For one, the Aya he knew would never purr or smile like Yohji.

Ken gasped as the back of his legs hit the table. "Aya! You need sleep."

"But I'm so lonely." Aya's hand brushed down Ken's shirt as Aya's hips connected with Ken.

Ken jumped as Aya began to pulled the t-shirt out of his pants. "Aya!"

Aya bent down and began to nibble Ken's ear. "Do you really want me to stop?" His hands began to caress his chest. "I've seen you look at me."

Ken's face turned six different shades of red. "Why are you-" Ken gasped as Aya began to nibble down his neck. "Why are you-"

"Because." Aya purred as he grasped one of Ken's nipples.

"Aya, this isn't…isn't…" Ken gasped and arched into the touch. "Right."

"But you seem to be enjoying what I'm doing." Aya nipped again.

Aya stood up straight, his violet eyes burned into Ken's. His hands left Ken's chest and grasped his hips. Aya lifted the soccer player onto the table. "Good."

Ken gasped as Aya ripped his shirt off all too forcibly. "Better." He latched himself to one of Ken's nipples and bit down. "God I want you."

Ken whimpered as his hand thread through Aya's hair, as if of their own accord. "No….right…." He moaned and threw his head back. "Stop…."

"And if I don't?" Aya purred as he continued to trail nips and kisses down Ken's chest.

"Yoh….ji….outside…."

"Forget about him." Aya purred as his fingers began to dig into Ken's hips. He nuzzled at Ken's crotch. "He won't care."

"He could….walk in…." Ken gasped as Aya slowly undid his jeans.

"I don't care." Aya lifted Ken off the table, quickly taking off the others pants and boxers.

"Aya!" Ken's face flushed even more. "Please!"

Aya purred and looked the soccer player in the eyes. "Do you really want me to stop?" His hand brushed up Ken's thigh.

Ken groaned as he watched his teammate sitting in between his legs. "It's wrong…" He hissed as Aya's hand moved a little higher, torturing the young

athlete. "Please…."

"Please what?" Aya smirked. "Please this?" He grasped Ken's hard member and stroked him a few times. "Is this what you want me to please?"

Ken bit his lip to keep from screaming. Aya's touch was driving him insane. He wasn't holding him tightly at all and, even worse, his pace was far too slow.

"Damnit…" Ken hissed and began to thrust into Aya's hand. It had been far too long sense the last time he had even touched himself.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself now." Aya purred and stopped pumping Ken. "Do you want me?" Aya purred.

Ken nodded. Aya's hand sat on his dick but didn't move. The redhead really was trying to drive him insane. "More…"

Aya let his hand drop away, to his own clothed body. Slowly he undid his own pants and took out his hard member. "How bad do you want me?"

Ken whimpered, eyes were fixed on the hardness between Aya's legs. He licked his dry lips. "Aya…."

Aya smiled wickedly at the submissive one in front of him. He gave his own member a few strokes and listened to Ken's moans. "How bad do you want me?"

He asked again.

"Aya…no more teasing…" Ken whimpered

Aya stepped closer to Ken, allowing their members to touch as his whispered into Ken's ear. "Do you have any lube?" He nipped at his earlobe.

Ken whimpered again and thrust up, meeting Aya's cock. "L….lube…?" Ken tried to think. "No…but Omi keeps some lotion somewhere back here…."

Aya growled and bit Ken's neck, leaving a dark mark. "Where?" He began to meet Ken's thrusts halfway.

"Over...by the…" Ken pointed towards some flowers. He couldn't think of the word. "The thing."

Aya moved away from the other assassin and over to the flowers they kept in the back room. Sure enough, next to the rose clippers was a small bottle of hand

lotion. Aya turned with the bottle in his hand and beckoned for Ken to come to him.

Ken slowly moved off the table and over to Aya. "What?"

Aya sat on the table and beckoned Ken to sit on his lap. "Come here."

Ken straddled Aya and wrapped his arms around the assassin's neck. He moaned and ground himself into Aya's erection. "Aya...."

Aya moaned as the soccer player leaned in and bit at Aya's neck. He tilted his head, giving the other better access. He purred at the sensation, running

his hands down Ken's bare back and grasping Ken's behind.

"I'm going to fuck you hard..." Aya purred as he picked up the bottle of lotion and slicked up his fingers.

Ken hissed in pleasure and bit down on the redhead's collarbone as one finger was inserted. "Aya...." He moaned.

Aya watched the Weiss assassin moan and inserted another finger, moving them slowly within Ken's body. "Do you like this?"

"Yessssss...." Ken hissed as a third finger entered and stretched him. "Aya.... please...." He threw his head back and moaned loudly.

Aya withdrew his fingers and pushed Ken away from his member. "Prepare me." He ordered.

Ken moaned at the order and picked up the bottle of lotion, slowly pouring it over Aya's member. He slowly moved his hand up and down Aya, adding the

right pressure in the right places.

Aya groaned as he watched Ken move. "Enough." He ordered, grasping his hand. "Stop."

Ken licked his lips as he watched Aya, "What next?" He gasped as Aya gripped his hips and brought him over his own cock. Ken slowly impaled himself on the hard

member. He moaned and threw his head back. "Damn....Aya..."

Aya groaned and dug his fingers into Kens hips, forcing Ken to move with his time, thrusting hard into Ken's body.

Ken gripped Aya's shoulders as they moved. "Aya….please...Ah!" His fingernails clawed at Aya's pale flesh.

Aya moved hard and fast, trusting in and out of Ken's tight body. He growled. So close. He was so close to coming…

Ken whimpered and rested his head on Aya's shoulder. "So good…" He moaned louder, not caring who heard. "I….Ah! More!"

Aya bit Ken's earlobe and growled again. So close he was…so close… He sped up his rhythm, forcing Ken to move faster. "Fuck…." He groaned as he came, deep within Ken's tight body.

Ken shortly followed his teammate. "Aya…." He fell onto Aya's sweaty body, breathing heavily. "Aya…"

Aya leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes, his hands slowly brushing up and down Ken's sides.

Ken held onto Aya as he began to get his bearings straight. He just had sex with Aya. Aya never had sex. He just had sex with the cold redhead. He gasped. He just had sex with Yohji outside! There could be customers in the flower shop!

He pulled away from the redhead and quickly cleaned himself off with a hand towel and put on his clothing.

As he finished tying his apron back on, he looked over at Aya. The redhead was still asleep. "Aya?" He walked over and touched his arm. "Wake up… You don't want Yohji to find you like this." Or Omi… He shook his slightly.

Aya blinked awake. "What?" He growled, glaring at the soccer player.

"You need to get dressed." He blushed.

Aya climbed off the table in a sensuous way and slowly zipped up his pants, watching Ken with his violet gaze.

Ken blushed at the gaze and turned away, he left the back room and Aya as quickly as he could. It would take a long time to forget about what had just happened. His mind was racing. Why did he have sex with Aya? He was never attracted to Aya. He was straight (at least to the best of his knowledge he was straight). Was Aya gay?

'It was the stuff that was dumped on him that made him do that.' Ken sighed. Maybe that was the reason he jumped the redhead so willingly.

Ken sat down at his counter in the shop, holding his head in his hands. Luckily Yohji was the only one in the shop.

Yohji was now working…a bit… The blonde was playing with an arrangement, making it look like he was working. "Ken-ken." Yohji looked over at the athlete.

"What?!" Ken jumped. "I didn't do anything! It wasn't me!"

Yohji arched a brow and watched him from over the top of his glasses. "Are you alright?"

"Fine!" He blushed. "Nothing happened."

Yohji nodded. "Where are the greeting cards?"

Ken blushed. That was the reason he was in the back! "Ah…."

Yohji shook his head. "I swear, am I the only one here that does any work." He stood up. "I need a smoke anyway…"

"Ah!" Ken stood, still blushing like mad. He needed to stop the playboy. Aya was still back there! "Yohji…"

Yohji waved him off. "Tell me later." He pulled out a cig and shut the back door behind him.

Ken whimpered and sat back down. This was not good. Yohji would see Aya and they would…and Aya might…Yohji would….He just sat there, too afraid to go into the back, knowing exactly what he would find. He held his head in his hands and awaited his doom. He would never be able to show his face after this. The blonde would make sure of that.

Yohji returned to the shop a few minutes later, a lit cigarette hanging in his mouth. "Tell Aya I was smoking in the shop and I'll kill you." He set the greeting cards on the working bench. "Can you finish these? You're handwriting is better than mine."

"Yohji..?" Ken's eyes widened.

"What?" Yohji shook his head, not looking at the other and riffling through the small pieces of paper.

"D…did you see…anything….back there?" Ken pointed to that back room.

"Yeah, someone spilt the lotion back there and the sorting table was cleared off." Yohji put out his smoke. "Why? Was I suppose to see something?"

Ken shook his head. "No…nothing…"

Yohji shook his head and stood up again. "I'm going in, you can take care of the shop alone, there never is any customers now."

Ken nodded. "Aya's going to get angry."

"Aya's not well." He winked. "Omi'll be back in a few hours, you can hold your own till then." Yohji waved as he left the room. "Ja." He left the shop, heading back up to his room to do….whatever it was Yohji did.

Ken sighed and looked to the door. Aya was sick, Omi was at school and Yohji wasn't working. This was shaping to be a very bad day. He picked up the pen in a shaky hand and began to quickly scribble out the greeting for the arrangement.

Something wasn't right at all. He could feel it in his bones…and in his ass. Aya not feeling like himself was an understatement. Aya was like a completely different person. And this new Aya was scarier than the cold, brooding Aya.

He quickly put the card in the flowers and sat back on his stool. 'I won't tell anyone.' Ken nodded. 'I'll just say that he was acting funny around me and hitting on me. I'll leave out the sex.'

It was going to be a long day in the Koneko.

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WAII!!! I'm sorry I didn't get this chapter out earlier! I promise to do the next one faster! Again SORRY!!!!!