Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Roses and Thorns ❯ Chapter 25

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25



Aya’s eyes slid open when Yohji called his name. He turned over onto his back and looked at the man, who was approaching the bed with a tray.

“Made you breakfast, Aya. You were out like a light,” Yohji set the tray down.

“Where’s yours?” Aya stretched as much as he could without hurting his injuries. The one on his stomach was healing nicely, but his shoulder was still sore.

“I ate while I was cooking.” Yohji assured him. Aya looked at the tea, wondering if Yohji knew how to make it right or if he’d get first hand experience of how badly he’d screwed up the coffee before.

“Its not poisoned, Aya,” Yohji chuckled, sitting down on the bed next to him.

Aya looked over the sausage and eggs. Its breakfast pizza morning, not sausage and eggs! But he kept that thought to himself and thanked Yohji for the food. It was nice to not have to get up and cook for everyone for a change.

“Omi told me you were going to throw it out the window.” Yohji chuckled. And if it were anyone else I probably would have! Aya ate in silence. Despite what he’d thought, Yohji had cooked everything perfectly. Now here was the moment of truth. Aya took a tentative sip of the tea. It wasn’t as good as his own, but it was a damned good attempt. He drank the rest of it fairly quickly.

“So, how was it?” Yohji asked, kissing the side of his neck. Aya shivered. He loved it when Yohji did that.

“It was really good, but you should’ve made the tea stronger.” Yohji snorted at that and kissed him again, this time on the mouth.

“Yohji, I just woke up and I just ate, I need to brush my teeth before you can kiss me.” Aya said, climbing out of the bed while Yohji laughed.

“You are so anal, Aya!” Aya grabbed Yohji’s robe and left the room. What he didn’t understand was why Yohji was following him.

“Do you need to get in there first?” Aya asked, frowning.

“No, I’m going in with you,” Yohji pushed the door open and ushered him inside.

“Why?” Aya paused as he looked at the already set bubble bath.

“We’re going to have a bath together.”

“Why?” Aya knew for a fact that there was always enough hot water for someone to bathe after him.

“Because its romantic,” Aya watched Yohji climb into the tub and settle in. Aya shrugged and quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face before approaching the tub.

“it’s a small tub, Yohji. There’s no room for two people, where am I going to fit?” Aya shook his head.

“Its actually a pretty big tub, and you’ll fit in my arms.”

“Oh, so its romantic because your arms are around me?” Aya asked, removing the robe and hanging it up on the hook on the back of the door.

“Yes, you mood killer, now get in here.” Aya nodded and let Yohji help him into the tub so that he was situated in Yohji’s arms. Aya was sitting in Yohji’s lap with his knees drawn up comfortably.

“You look so damned cute in the morning.” Yohji chuckled. Aya tilted his head back to look at him.

“But I’m messy in the morning!” Aya pouted.

“That’s exactly why you look so cute,” Yohji’s hand was moving up his thigh. It was getting to be the norm lately, so he wasn’t even startled when Yohji fisted him.

“Do most couples have baths together?” Aya asked, he could feel how hard Yohji was right now.

“Not all of them, but that’s because they don’t know what they’re missing.” Aya went still when he felt Yohji’s other hand moving toward his passage.

“Aya, relax.” Yohji whispered in his ear. Aya tried, but he was afraid. As much as he would never ever admit it out loud, he was terrified.

“Okay, I’ll stop,” Yohji assured him.

“N…no, I just, I’ll try to relax,” Aya whispered. He tried to focus on Yohji’s voice that was repeating over and over how much he loved him. He tried to focus on how warm and comfortable he was right now. He winced as one of Yohji’s fingers pressed into him. It was uncomfortable to say the least.

“Are you okay, Aya?” Yohji asked against his ear. Aya nodded, he couldn’t make a sound right now. He felt Yohji’s finger starting to withdraw. He hoped he hadn’t screwed things up somehow. His eyes widened as Yohji’s finger thrust back in. He gasped. It didn’t feel bad, exactly, just…different. He was straining in Yohji’s arms while that finger continued to move in and out of him.

“Don’t worry, baby, I won’t do more than one finger today,” Yohji whispered in his ear.

“How the hell many did you think you were going to do?” Aya demanded, but was cut short when Yohji struck something deep inside of him. He cried out. That felt so damned good.

“Got it, didn’t I?” Yohji chuckled, sucking up another mark on his neck while he pegged that spot over and over. Aya felt like he was going into sensory overload as Yohji started to stroke him again with the other hand. It didn’t take long at all before Aya came.

“You okay, baby?” Yohji asked. Aya felt so warm as Yohji wrapped his arms around him again.

“Does it always feel like that? Is that why you liked that vibrating thingy?” Aya asked, a smile touching his lips as Yohji continued to kiss his neck. He wondered how many marks his neck had now.

“If its done right it does.”

“You didn’t answer my other question, how many fingers did you think you were going to get in there?” Aya shifted around in the tub so that he was straddling Yohji so that they could be face to face.

“Tonight? Just the one, but you need to be able to fit three before I can make love to you. You need to be stretched so that it won’t hurt you when I finally do take you up on your offer.”

“Why do I need to be stretched?”

“Aya, just trust me to take care of you.”

Aya reached down and grasped Yohji’s member, he was getting the hang of this part without grabbing too hard. And right now he didn’t feel like he had any energy at all, which made it easier to control his strength as he brought Yohji to orgasm.