Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Roses and Thorns ❯ Chapter 16

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16


Yohji grinned as he led Aya to his bedroom. The redhead was watching him wearily like he thought Yohji was going to attack him. I thought Aya was getting the hang of this game, but maybe I’m wrong. Maybe he thinks I’m going to beat the shit out of him or something.

“You okay, Aya?” The redhead nodded. “Scared?” Aya fixed him with a glare. Good, Aya was already starting to sober up a bit if he’d gone back to glaring instead of speaking those mean thoughts of his. He was glad. He didn’t want Aya to be pissed drunk. He’d given Aya some coffee, which the redhead had grimaced at, but had drank it anyway.

“Aya, relax, I’m not going to jump you. I know how to do this without being a dick, okay?”

“It would be fine if I knew what ‘this’ was. You didn’t tell me what to expect, of course I’m going to be nervy, idiot,” Aya growled. Yohji could see his point. Regardless, he knew that if he told him the redhead would bolt for his sword.

“That’s half the fun, baby, you don’t need to know what I’m going to do, you just need to go with it and feel what I do to you. I’m betting I’m asking too much if I want you to wear a blindfold?”

“Glad that we’re clear on that,” Aya snorted. Yohji knew that there was no way Aya would ever go for the blindfold idea. The man would never give up that much control.

Of course Yohji had planned to do this to Aya tonight before the redhead had gotten drunk. He’d strategically hidden some of his toys in the room in places where Aya couldn’t see. If Aya saw some of them he’d probably fight. Especially the key thing that hid behind the headboard. He was going to have to be really fast with those particular things, because if Aya saw them for even a split second he would start thrashing around to escape.

Yohji took Aya’s hand, leading him inside. Aya didn’t move far, once inside. The redhead looked around suspiciously.

“No monsters in this room, Aya,” Yohji teased, kissing him. Aya kissed back tentatively, still not quite convinced.

“Aren’t you curious, Aya? I know you had a question earlier. Do you want an answer?” Yohji kissed the side of Aya’s neck, which he’d come to notice was a hotspot on the swordsman. Aya tended to lean into him more whenever he did this. He sucked up a mark there, and Aya groaned, starting to relax a bit.

“Not right now,” Aya answered. Okay, that was a sign that it was one of those mood killer questions that Aya seemed to like to throw in every now and then. Now he was sort of glad Aya hadn’t asked yet.

Yohji slid one hand around the small of Aya’s back, while using the other to unbutton his white dress shirt.

“You’re going to be needing one of your turtlenecks for work tomorrow,” Yohji chuckled as Aya started working on getting rid of his shirt.

“Why? What are you going to do?” Aya demanded, frowning at him. Yohji let Aya help him out of his own shirt before slipping the white fabric down Aya’s arms. Okay, this had to be done fast. He started leading Aya backwards toward the bed as he resumed kissing the side of Aya’s neck.

“You don’t need to know that yet.” He pushed Aya backwards onto the bed and twisted the shirt around his wrists, yanking Aya’s wrists over his head toward the headboard. Aya thrashed, trying to get out of his grip. Yohji held on tight, grabbing the fur lined handcuffs and snapping them around Aya’s wrists before he could break free.

“Take those off me now!” Aya snapped.

“Aya, I told you to trust me!”

“And I did, you fucker!” Aya snarled.

“Language, Aya. I told you we are going to play and we are. But I know I can’t trust you to keep your arms down. You wanted to know why this loss of control is a good thing and I’m going to show you. Pick a safety word,”

“No!” Aya growled.

“Aya, if you don’t have a safety word I won’t know when to stop. And no one uses the word ‘no’ as a safety word. Something you wouldn’t normally say during sex. A mood killer.”

“What about my question? it’s a mood killer.”

“Yeah, but I would have to know the question, and that will kill the mood.” Yohji leaned in and kissed him. Aya was starting to co-operate. He’d actually been about to throw in the towel and unlock Aya’s cuffs.

“Okay. What if I shout someone else’s name?”

“No, that’s a mood killer, but its cruel.” Yohji slid a hand down Aya’s chest, grinning at his sharp intake of breath.

“Okay, sword. That’s a mood killer, because it means that if you don’t stop I’m going to kill you.”

“Good enough for me. Now we’re not going to get really in depth here, Aya. I’m not going to do anything you can’t handle. If I had you on your knees in cuffs with your arms over your head then you’d know we’re getting in depth. We’ll go slow, okay?” At Aya’s nod Yohji kissed down Aya’s neck, sucking up another mark while lightly scratching his nails down Aya’s sides.

“That doesn’t hurt,” Aya pointed out.

“Aya! That wasn’t supposed to hurt, now no speaking. You should be good at that part,” Yohji teased, winking at him. Yohji kissed down toward Aya’s right nipple, and took it in his mouth, Aya gasped.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Aya!” Yohji chided, before leaning in and biting at the hardened nub. He rolled the other one in his fingers, pinching lightly. It was having the desired affect, Aya was gasping beneath him.

Yohji scratched his nails a bit harder down Aya’s sides, leaving red marks behind. He wondered what Aya would think in the morning when he saw the marks on his body.

He kissed downward, trailing his tongue over the taut muscles and nipping on the way down.

“You are NOT biting me there!” Aya warned as Yohji started to unzip his pants.

“Wasn’t planning on it, now be quiet,” Yohji chuckled. Trust Aya to pick now to be talkative. He ignored whatever it was that Aya muttered under his breath. He was sure it hadn’t been nice.

Yohji dipped his tongue into Aya’s bellybutton before taking the soft surrounding skin in his teeth and pulling at it lightly, just enough to sting.

He freed Aya’s member from his pants, looking up at him.

“The pants have to come all the way off. I don’t want them ruined,” Aya interrupted.

“Oh, for Gods’ sake!” Yohji growled, getting up long enough to pull the pants all the way off and throw them on the floor.

“You should fold them so they won’t…”

“Aya! Do I need to gag you?” Yohji was getting frustrated. Aya was co-operating, but also not co-operating. How could he teach anything if he kept this up? Aya shook his head no. Thank God!

Yohji kissed Aya’s stomach again, all the while scratching Aya’s thighs. Aya was going to be covered in marks. He knew he couldn’t do much more than this, not for Aya’s first time in cuffs. If he ever wanted to get the man in them again he was going to have to keep it at Aya’s comfort level. Aya was already starting to tense up. He was going to have to save his other toys for another day.

He’d expected as much. He’d only hidden the other toys around in case Aya demanded more, which he’d known most likely wouldn’t happen.

“Wait!” Aya all but shouted when Yohji moved to take him in his mouth.

“What is it, baby?” Yohji looked up at him. Aya’s eyes were so intense right now, so needy. How in the hell had Aya managed to even get a voice to speak with if he was that needy?

“This was too fast,” Yohji had a feeling that Aya didn’t mean the pace that he had set for the lesson.

“What do you want, Aya?”

“I…I don’t want it to end like it always does. I want you to have sex with me,” Aya meant it, too.

“You’re not ready for that yet. You might think you are, but you’re not. I don’t want to do it before you’re ready and have it hurt you. I don’t want you feeling empty inside afterwards. We have to work up to it,” Yohji smiled, kissing his belly again before taking him in his mouth.

It didn’t take Aya long at all. Definitely a good sign that he’d enjoyed himself.