Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Pondering ❯ Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Carter Tachikawa 
Ken's in his room pondering when Aya walks in...Part 1 of 2.
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.02.2003 | Updated On: 09.20.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Ken's in his room pondering when Aya walks in...Part 1 of 2.
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.02.2003 | Updated On: 09.20.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Pondering (Part 1)
By Carter Tachikawa
Disclaimer: It's not mine. It belongs to Koyasu Takehito and co.
Summary: A cold night leaves Aya and Ken alone, pondering about life as they make love to each other.
Pairings: Ran x Ken. Yes, it's yaoi (as if you couldn't tell)
Rating: NC-17 (yes, you heard me. I gave you fair warning so I don't want to hear how you're now gouging your fourteen-year old eyes out from reading this and that I have tainted you for life).
(Welcome to my first lemon ever! Please be gentle in reviewing. I've never written lemon before but I've read enough so I know what I'm doing. Again, this has sex between males. If it's not your cup of tea, click the back browser and turn away. Otherwise, if it doesn't bother you, keep on reading.)
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That woman had been talking on her phone for the past hour. At least, it looked like she was talking on her phone. Either that or she was having an intense conversation with herself. Both choices were a possibility. No one in his or her right mind would be out in the middle of this night for it was cold and it would only get colder. Only a person as crazy she was would be daring enough to freeze their ass outside.
Hidaka Ken had been staring out his window and down to where this woman was standing. Of all places, she had picked the flower shop to stand in front of. She was a pretty woman, no doubt, with long brown hair and cream-white legs (or maybe they were stockings. No one would stand out in the cold with bare legs). Definitely the type of woman for Yohji to hit on if he saw her. But he obviously hadn't. And what she was doing in front *their* shop remained a mystery.
*/Just like a lot of things. /* Ken thought with a chuckle. Then he went back to pondering about those things. Tonight was a good night to ponder.
"Ken?"
Ken whirled around, suddenly pulled out of his pondering moment, to find Aya. His silent but sweet lover was standing in the doorway, the moonlight streaming out of the window and striking his bare chest, revealing how smooth his skin was. In fact, Aya's skin was almost as smooth as vanilla ice cream.
All of a sudden, Ken had the urge to squeeze some hot fudge on his lover's chest and lick it clean.
"What are you doing in the dark?" Aya asked, crossing into the room. Ken didn't answer him right away. Instead, he looked out the window.
His room was only half-cleaned with a soccer ball in the middle of it (which Aya kicked into a corner) and a few dirty clothes thrown everywhere. Normally, Aya would complain about the mess but not tonight. He waltzed without a single complaint falling from his lips. Ken was trying hide his own bare chest with a blanket but Aya quickly pulled it off. Both of them were still wearing pants but Ken was still feeling a *tiny* bit self-conscious. He was used to it but that feeling did come back every now and then.
"What are you doing in the dark?" Aya asked again, this time whispering the question into Ken's ear. His breath smelled sweet like cherries and lemon, leaving Ken dizzy but in a good way.
"Nothing." Ken whispered back, kicking all the blankets on his bed off and looking out the window. The woman was still standing outside of their shop. A girl passed by her but didn't stop. He turned back to find Aya giving him a rare smile.
"You're lying." He said. "You look tense."
"I'm not tense!" Ken retorted.
"Then why'd you snap at me like that, hmm?"
"I...I did not snap! I just...um..."
"Stop it. When you're at a loss for words, it makes you look stupid." Aya sighed, joining him on the bed and throwing the pillow to the floor.
Ken raised an eyebrow. "Did you just call me stupid?"
"No." Aya scoffed, falling back on the bed. "I just don't like it when you don't know what to say. You're an intelligent person."
One more look out that window: the woman still hadn't budged. She was still talking and the world was still passing her by. Ken thought that he should probably open the window and yell down to her. After all, her presence had gotten the best of his curiosity. Then he remembered Aya was in the room. He also remembered Aya would hate it if he saw Ken call down to some complete stranger. Plus the woman would probably think he was a pervert staring at her. Making a wise choice, he didn't open the window.
"You're not very talkative tonight." Aya pouted, rolling over to the side so he faced Ken. Then he began to unzip his pants. Ken didn't say a word.
*/ It's funny how you said *I* wasn't talkative. You're the one who wears that scowling mask everyday and you speak about two words to most people, Fujimiya. /* Ken thought. By now, Aya had stripped his pants off and thrown them into the corner with the soccer ball. He was wearing red boxers that pretty much hugged his waist and ass. In fact, they probably shouldn't have been called 'boxers'. Ken looked at Aya in those 'boxers' and his cock began to throb. The pain was almost delightful and wanted.
"I'm pondering." He finally answered the question Aya had asked a while ago.
"Pondering?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Becau se...because there's a lot of stuff to ponder about." Ken felt his body temperature rise and had the sudden urge to take his own pants off. He had no reason to stay self-conscious. Aya was right there with him.
Aya gave him another rare smile. "What *kind* of stuff are you pondering about, Ken?"
This was a surprise. Cold, emotionless Aya wanted to know what was on Ken's mind. The thought of Aya being curious was making his cock ache more. It was funny because he liked this pain.
"Life." He finally said in order to hide his hesitation. "I'm pondering about life. The past, the present, the future..."
He was silenced by a kiss from his lover. Aya's tongue felt cold like raindrops against his cheek. And he wasn't just kissing him. That tongue was going all over his face, leaving behind a trail of saliva. Carefully, Ken placed his icy hands around Aya's pale face. His lover jerked when he felt them and Ken could have sworn that he saw Aya's penis go up underneath those boxers.
"You must have been pondering for a long time." Aya stopped kissing and pulled away. "Your lights went off at nine."
"Yes, well...it's like I said. There's a lot of stuff to ponder about." Ken stammered. He felt like he was ready to slip out of his underwear. It was all thanks to Aya's penis going up like an elevator. Before he knew what he was doing, he had throw his pants off. They landed next to Aya's in a crumpled ball.
Aya frowned at that moment. "Stop being so quiet! I'm here, you know."
" *You* want *me* to stop being quiet?!" Ken almost burst out laughing. It was humorous to hear him complain about anyone being quiet, seeing as to the fact that he pretty much said only two things a day. Nonetheless, Ken wanted to tell him everything. All this pondering had left him sad enough to cry. Plus how else was he going to entertain a guy sitting on his bed wearing nothing but tight-as-a-glove boxers? Or at least he had been wearing them...
Ken's eyes flew open wide. Aya had thrown the boxers in the same corner with the pants. Now he was sitting there, buck-naked like a newborn, an amused look on his face.
"So what were you pondering about again?" He asked.
Ken's cock was screaming with joyful pain. Outside, that woman looked in both directions but didn't budge.
TBC...
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(Yes, I know there has been no steamy sex yet. That comes next! I promise^^. And I hope I don't disappoint you. In the meantime, review!)
Flames not acceptable, thank you. It is my first lemon so go easy!
Part 2 will be up soon!
~CT
By Carter Tachikawa
Disclaimer: It's not mine. It belongs to Koyasu Takehito and co.
Summary: A cold night leaves Aya and Ken alone, pondering about life as they make love to each other.
Pairings: Ran x Ken. Yes, it's yaoi (as if you couldn't tell)
Rating: NC-17 (yes, you heard me. I gave you fair warning so I don't want to hear how you're now gouging your fourteen-year old eyes out from reading this and that I have tainted you for life).
(Welcome to my first lemon ever! Please be gentle in reviewing. I've never written lemon before but I've read enough so I know what I'm doing. Again, this has sex between males. If it's not your cup of tea, click the back browser and turn away. Otherwise, if it doesn't bother you, keep on reading.)
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That woman had been talking on her phone for the past hour. At least, it looked like she was talking on her phone. Either that or she was having an intense conversation with herself. Both choices were a possibility. No one in his or her right mind would be out in the middle of this night for it was cold and it would only get colder. Only a person as crazy she was would be daring enough to freeze their ass outside.
Hidaka Ken had been staring out his window and down to where this woman was standing. Of all places, she had picked the flower shop to stand in front of. She was a pretty woman, no doubt, with long brown hair and cream-white legs (or maybe they were stockings. No one would stand out in the cold with bare legs). Definitely the type of woman for Yohji to hit on if he saw her. But he obviously hadn't. And what she was doing in front *their* shop remained a mystery.
*/Just like a lot of things. /* Ken thought with a chuckle. Then he went back to pondering about those things. Tonight was a good night to ponder.
"Ken?"
Ken whirled around, suddenly pulled out of his pondering moment, to find Aya. His silent but sweet lover was standing in the doorway, the moonlight streaming out of the window and striking his bare chest, revealing how smooth his skin was. In fact, Aya's skin was almost as smooth as vanilla ice cream.
All of a sudden, Ken had the urge to squeeze some hot fudge on his lover's chest and lick it clean.
"What are you doing in the dark?" Aya asked, crossing into the room. Ken didn't answer him right away. Instead, he looked out the window.
His room was only half-cleaned with a soccer ball in the middle of it (which Aya kicked into a corner) and a few dirty clothes thrown everywhere. Normally, Aya would complain about the mess but not tonight. He waltzed without a single complaint falling from his lips. Ken was trying hide his own bare chest with a blanket but Aya quickly pulled it off. Both of them were still wearing pants but Ken was still feeling a *tiny* bit self-conscious. He was used to it but that feeling did come back every now and then.
"What are you doing in the dark?" Aya asked again, this time whispering the question into Ken's ear. His breath smelled sweet like cherries and lemon, leaving Ken dizzy but in a good way.
"Nothing." Ken whispered back, kicking all the blankets on his bed off and looking out the window. The woman was still standing outside of their shop. A girl passed by her but didn't stop. He turned back to find Aya giving him a rare smile.
"You're lying." He said. "You look tense."
"I'm not tense!" Ken retorted.
"Then why'd you snap at me like that, hmm?"
"I...I did not snap! I just...um..."
"Stop it. When you're at a loss for words, it makes you look stupid." Aya sighed, joining him on the bed and throwing the pillow to the floor.
Ken raised an eyebrow. "Did you just call me stupid?"
"No." Aya scoffed, falling back on the bed. "I just don't like it when you don't know what to say. You're an intelligent person."
One more look out that window: the woman still hadn't budged. She was still talking and the world was still passing her by. Ken thought that he should probably open the window and yell down to her. After all, her presence had gotten the best of his curiosity. Then he remembered Aya was in the room. He also remembered Aya would hate it if he saw Ken call down to some complete stranger. Plus the woman would probably think he was a pervert staring at her. Making a wise choice, he didn't open the window.
"You're not very talkative tonight." Aya pouted, rolling over to the side so he faced Ken. Then he began to unzip his pants. Ken didn't say a word.
*/ It's funny how you said *I* wasn't talkative. You're the one who wears that scowling mask everyday and you speak about two words to most people, Fujimiya. /* Ken thought. By now, Aya had stripped his pants off and thrown them into the corner with the soccer ball. He was wearing red boxers that pretty much hugged his waist and ass. In fact, they probably shouldn't have been called 'boxers'. Ken looked at Aya in those 'boxers' and his cock began to throb. The pain was almost delightful and wanted.
"I'm pondering." He finally answered the question Aya had asked a while ago.
"Pondering?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Becau se...because there's a lot of stuff to ponder about." Ken felt his body temperature rise and had the sudden urge to take his own pants off. He had no reason to stay self-conscious. Aya was right there with him.
Aya gave him another rare smile. "What *kind* of stuff are you pondering about, Ken?"
This was a surprise. Cold, emotionless Aya wanted to know what was on Ken's mind. The thought of Aya being curious was making his cock ache more. It was funny because he liked this pain.
"Life." He finally said in order to hide his hesitation. "I'm pondering about life. The past, the present, the future..."
He was silenced by a kiss from his lover. Aya's tongue felt cold like raindrops against his cheek. And he wasn't just kissing him. That tongue was going all over his face, leaving behind a trail of saliva. Carefully, Ken placed his icy hands around Aya's pale face. His lover jerked when he felt them and Ken could have sworn that he saw Aya's penis go up underneath those boxers.
"You must have been pondering for a long time." Aya stopped kissing and pulled away. "Your lights went off at nine."
"Yes, well...it's like I said. There's a lot of stuff to ponder about." Ken stammered. He felt like he was ready to slip out of his underwear. It was all thanks to Aya's penis going up like an elevator. Before he knew what he was doing, he had throw his pants off. They landed next to Aya's in a crumpled ball.
Aya frowned at that moment. "Stop being so quiet! I'm here, you know."
" *You* want *me* to stop being quiet?!" Ken almost burst out laughing. It was humorous to hear him complain about anyone being quiet, seeing as to the fact that he pretty much said only two things a day. Nonetheless, Ken wanted to tell him everything. All this pondering had left him sad enough to cry. Plus how else was he going to entertain a guy sitting on his bed wearing nothing but tight-as-a-glove boxers? Or at least he had been wearing them...
Ken's eyes flew open wide. Aya had thrown the boxers in the same corner with the pants. Now he was sitting there, buck-naked like a newborn, an amused look on his face.
"So what were you pondering about again?" He asked.
Ken's cock was screaming with joyful pain. Outside, that woman looked in both directions but didn't budge.
TBC...
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(Yes, I know there has been no steamy sex yet. That comes next! I promise^^. And I hope I don't disappoint you. In the meantime, review!)
Flames not acceptable, thank you. It is my first lemon so go easy!
Part 2 will be up soon!
~CT