Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Sharp & Guilty Pleasure Arc ❯ Vergnugen ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Notes: All Weiss Kreutz stuff/characters are not owned by me and all rights apply to the lucky bastards who do own them. I took these boys out to play and let them frolic like they really wanted to `cause that's the kinda sick and twisted little puppy I am.

 

Thanks, as always, goes to my beta Chelle for making me sound more polished than I am.

 

~ indicates character POV

** indicates internal conversation.

 

Vergnügen

 

~Yohji~

 

The bass beat pounded through the club loud enough to be felt more than heard. The crowd shifted and swayed to the beat like a living organism. I had come to the club to lose myself in the crowd and a willing partner, if I found one that perked my interest. So far, it was all sweaty, grinding hyper-sexed people.

 

I had my pick in other words.

 

I shouted my order at the bartender and rolled the cold beer bottle across my forehead when it arrived. Even though I was wearing a mesh top, the leather pants I had elected to wear were making my balls sweat something fierce. But I was Kudou Yohji and when had comfort ever been more important than looking hotter than humanly possible?

 

I was out here with one purpose in mind. Distraction from one red-headed iceberg. He was slowly driving me nuts. I dropped hints, made innuendo, casually touched him when I thought I could get away with it and sometimes when I knew I couldn't. I did everything but walk right up to him and ask if I could fuck his brains out. The only thing that stopped me from doing that was the slim possibility that he wasn't into lanky men and would drive that point home with his katana to my gut. I had lots of patience where Aya was concerned but I was slowly becoming one very frustrated boy.

 

I didn't think he's had a lot of experience in the sexual arena. I didn't think he was still a virgin, but I was willing to bet he was damn close. In all the time that we'd been together as Weiss, I'd never seen him in the company of a woman, or man for that matter, that didn't involve a mission. Aya never gave out personal information if he could help it which just made him all the more attractive to me. I was a sucker for the ones that played hard to get.

I scanned the crowd again and felt my breath catch when I saw a flash of impossibly red hair in the strobe of the dance club lights. I strained to see through the crush of bodies and cursed myself for being a fool and thinking that I had just seen Aya in a crowded nightclub. I had to be halfway to drunk to be thinking that. A nightclub was the last place I could expect to find Aya. I was here to find someone to distract me from Aya and I could do nothing but think about him.

 

I needed to get laid in the worst possible way.

 

**If that's the case; then here kitty, kitty, kitty, ** said a voice in my head.

 

I tensed all my senses on alert. Either the beer was spiked with some new and interesting shit or I had just heard another voice in my head.

 

**Oh, you heard me alright Balinese. You've been mentally screaming your need for a willing partner since you walked in the door and I just can't resist you any longer, ** replied the voice that was vaguely familiar.

 

A flash of red hair caught my attention. The crowd parted like magic to let the redhead through and I found myself looking at Schuldig. My body tensed and my hand twitched to my wrist for the non-existent wire that had been left at home on my dresser. Not that I would have been able to use it in the open in a place like this nightclub.

 

I think if I hadn't heard him in my head, it would have taken me several minutes to recognize him. The bandana he usually wore was gone from his head. A fashion improvement if you asked me. He wore his hair in a sleek braid that hung to his waist. A few tendrils had escaped around his face and gave him a sexy, slightly mussed look. His clothes were an expensive designer cut and I had to wonder just how much he made working for Schwartz. He didn't have a shirt on under the open jacket he wore and leather suspenders were the only things covering his nipples. He looked almost as hot as I did.

 

**Would you really want to use your wire on me when I'm offering you the chance to relieve some of that sexual frustration you're practically screaming at me? **

 

He had me there. I did want to get laid. I just didn't want to take my enemy to bed. For all I knew, he would kill me in the middle of the sex act. But what a way to go. There had to be something in my drink for me to even be considering it.

 

**I'd at least wait until we were done before I killed you. I want to feel that hard cock of yours in my hands, in my mouth and just maybe, in my ass, ** Schuldig said in a voice like liquid heat.

 

He looked hot and knew just what to say to me to get my blood flowing in a southerly direction. I wanted to order him out of my head, but I knew I wouldn't be able to hear him over the pounding music. It was also a bit of a turn on to have him there. His mental voice was soft and sensual and glided over me like the finest silk. I was definitely getting an erection from just his voice. And I was curious. Would he be as good in the sack as he was suggesting?

 

**I know you're aroused. That was my intent. If I can't have a little fun with this curse of mine, what good is it? I can make you come by just being in your mind. Want me to prove it to you? ** he asked as I could have sworn I felt skilled fingers caressing me through the tight leather of my pants and the sexual portion of my brain kicked into overdrive.

 

I bit back the groan that tried to escape and watched Schuldig through half closed eyes. He wasn't touching me. In fact, he was standing well out of my reach. A little smile played around his lips as he felt my reaction to his mental touching. Damn, I was in deep trouble. Deep, erotic trouble if the throbbing erection in my pants was any indication.

 

**Come dance with me for a while and decide if you want to take me to bed. It would be something you won't soon forget, I promise. **

 

It felt like a challenge. He had aroused me without even touching me. Not that it would have taken much considering I was already wound up from another redhead. Damn those redheads. I must have some kind of lowered resistance to them. I followed Schuldig out to the dance floor and began to grind with him to the bass beat.

 

Schuldig was good. I don't know if he had natural talent, was taking clues from my body movements or filchingthem directly from my mind. Either way, we quickly had a small space cleared for us as we moved together. At first it was like circling dogs, trying to decide who the alpha male was. Then Schuldig surprised me by turning his back on me and pressing his ass lightly into my groin.

 

**I know that feels good to you. Touch me and it'll feel even better, ** his mental voice slid around my head like satin.

 

**What kind of game are you playing at Schuldig? ** I asked as I tried thinking at him.

 

**Easy, you don't need to shout. No game, Balinese. I was out tonight with the same idea as you. I wanted to get laid and when I saw you, I knew who I wanted to do it with. You are one hot piece of ass. Didn't think I'd noticed during our little encounters did you? **

 

**You'd let me fuck you? ** I asked in patent disbelief remembering his earlier comment about maybe letting me take his ass. I was now convinced that they served some wicked shit mixed in their drinks at this club.

 

**Yeah, I feel like catching tonight. I'm lazy and don't want to do any work. I want to be indulged and treated to sexual excess. I'm positive I can get that with you. I'm not wrong am I? **

 

Well fuck me stupid. I never would have expected this from Schuldig. A bullet to the gut; sure. A hard fist to the face; definitely. An offer to nail him; never in a million years. He was sex on legs. I'd always thought that. I had wondered before if he swung that way. It was something I usually wondered when I came across an attractive man. I usually went home with women, but every now and again, I found a man that was just too beautiful not to take home and screw senseless. Schuldig was one of those men. That and there was just something about the bad boy. And redheads.

 

**Well thank you. I'm glad you appreciate the effort that went into looking good tonight, ** he said as he stroked his hands down my hip and thigh as we danced together.

 

** Would you fucking stop that? It's really…rude to just pop into somebody's head like that. **

 

**But kitten, its part of who I am. Besides, once we get going between the sheets, you'll wonder how you could ever have had sex any other way. **

 

He had surprised me with that that statement. I felt his amusement swirl around in my brain seconds before he let me feel some of his arousal feeding off of mine in an endless loop of desire and need. I gasped and gripped his hips as I helplessly ground my erection into his ass. His sensual laugh twisted through my brain and made me even harder.

 

God damn those bad boy redheads.

 

**You're a complete hedonist Kudou Yohji. I knew I liked you for more than your pretty looks and tight ass. It's going to have to be either your place or a hotel. I don't think you want to come back to mine. You're not exactly welcome with Schwartz, regardless of how hot you are. **

 

He was right. I was a complete hedonist to even be considering this. Anything for the pleasure was my motto. If it was a sin, I'd probably done it or was making plans to do it in the near future. Hell, I had sin tattooed on my body didn't I? Sleeping with the enemy was a sin as far as I could tell. But it was going to be such a good sin; the extra time in hell was going to be worth it. I'd make sure of that.

 

**I knew you were going to give in to me when you agreed to dance. You really have no resistance to anything sexual do you? ** Schuldig laughed softly in my head as he took my hand and started to lead me from the dance floor and out of the club.

 

“Yeah, so I'm a man-slut. I don't think you're all that much better. You approached me after all. At least I can admit to being a sexual creature,” I grumbled as we finally came out of the noise of the club to the relative quiet of the street.

 

“I've never denied that I like sex. Ach, but you're not talking about me now are you?” Schuldig said as he stared hard at me.

 

I could feel him poking around in my head and tried to push him out. I startled him by doing that. He hadn't thought I could do anything. Everybody underestimated me. I was a damn good PI before this whole dark period of being Weiss started. It takes brains to be a good PI. Keeping your sanity and your soul when you kill for a living takes a different kind of mental skill and I had that too. I felt a little smirk twitch my lips at Schuldig's expression of surprise.

 

“You are only delaying the inevitable. I will find out who you mean by the time the night is over. You've made me curious. I'm guessing it's one of your team mates, but who is it that has caught your attention? The jock, the boy or the iceberg?”

 

I knew that eventually, Schuldig would get the name out of me. What he would do with that information, I had no idea. I needed to distract him, so I did the only thing I could under the circumstances. I backed him against the wall of the building we had just left and kissed him.

 

His lips were softer than I would have thought. He tasted faintly of alcohol and toothpaste. I gently held his head still for the kiss I was giving him. I teased his lips until he sighed and opened his mouth to me. I brushed my tongue along the inside of his lips before sliding it deeper into his mouth to lightly touch his own. Schuldig groaned softly into my mouth as his hands came to rest on my hips. Just as he began to press forward into the kiss, I pulled back slowly and licked at his bottom lip.

 

What was it about redheads that seemed to make me think with my dick? I couldn't believe I was going to do this. This was all Aya's fault. If he had let me seduce him like I'd been trying for the past few weeks, I wouldn't be agreeing to take the enemy home to my bed. Damn those red-heads.

 

“My place. I don't want to go to some tacky hotel. Besides, my bed is better than anything you could find in a hotel.”

 

“Lead on kitten. For tonight, I'm all yours.”

 

I stepped to the curb and hailed a cab. Expecting to drink myself stupid before taking home a partner, I had left my Seven at home. I refused to drink and drive after the last incident when I had almost cracked my baby up. Schuldig pressed close to me the whole way to the Koneko, running his hand over my leather clad thigh and teasing over the erection that hadn't had the chance to go down. When the cab pulled up to the shop, Schuldig took a wad of bills out of his pocket and tossed some to the driver before urging me out.

 

I was almost completely sober and I was bringing one of our most dangerous enemies into our home to screw his brains out. There had to be something in the drinks that I did have. This was total insanity. Aya was going to run me through with his katana if he ever found out.

 

**Don't back out on me now Kudou. You gave a damn fine kiss back at the club and I want to see if you can deliver all that your body seems to promise. I don't see what the problem is. You want to get laid. I want to get laid. I promise not to kill you tonight, ** Schuldig said as he cupped my face and ran his thumb over my mouth.

 

I may not be the smartest member of Weiss, but I have a finely tuned bullshit detector. Schuldig was being honest with me. The only thing he wanted to do tonight was screw. Far be it from me to deny somebody the erotic talents of Kudou Yohji.

 

~Schuldig~

 

I knew I had won when the finger I had been stroking his lips with was slowly sucked into his mouth. It was hot and wet and as he swirled his tongue around it, I couldn't help but imagine that sensation on my cock. I hadn't lied to Yohji. I had thought he was a fine looking piece of ass when we had fought. I would also stick by my word not to kill him tonight. Killing your bed partner after sex was just bad form and something only a true psychopath did. I wasn't an angel, but I wasn't crazy either.

 

From the moment he had stepped into the club, he had radiated sex. He wanted it and he had been broadcasting that need loud and clear. It had been impossible for me to tune it out, even with my mental shields in place. It was an opportunity too good to pass up. I had initially intended to just screw with his mind not his body. But once I had dipped past his surface thoughts, I had been caught and fascinated by the things I found there.

 

He wanted one of his team mates. He had been trying to get him into bed for over a month. He was getting very frustrated. I had been playing with him earlier when I said I didn't know who it was. He wanted Abyssinian and was very irritated that he wasn't getting any response back. I couldn't blame him for wanting Aya. That was one beautiful specimen of manhood. But right now, I had Yohji to myself and he was just as beautiful in a totally different way.

 

His mind felt completely different now from the few times I had brushed its surface when we crossed paths on missions. It was also different from what I was use to feeling from people in general. I had once told Farfarello that minds tasted like honey. They did, but Yohji's had an added feel that made me want to roll around in it like a cat in a patch of catnip. It was honey mixed with rich, dark wine. Sweet and full with a tang of bitter undertones and mellowing notes.

 

His mind was truly a wonder. He was smarter than I had originally thought. I think he may have had a touch of some mental gift, but that would have taken deeper probing and it's not what I was after from him this night. His mind was warm and sensual, like the man. I felt as if I could float my mind there for days. It was like laying nude in front of a roaring fire on a fur rug. It was decadent and I loved it. It aroused and soothed at the same time. After feeling his mind in that brief touch, I knew I wanted more. I wanted to wallow in that delicious sensation that was hidden from everyone in his head. The need I felt to do that startled me.

I followed him up the fire escape to a window. He lifted the sash and entered. I stepped through and waited for my eyes to adjust to the gloom. Yohji moved through the room and a flame flared to life. He had lit a fat candle and proceeded to light more around the room until it glowed with soft candle light. The room itself was an untidy mess of clothes, books, CD's, overflowing ashtrays and empty bottles.

 

He hadn't lied about the bed.

 

It was huge and took up a good portion of the space in the room. The bed, in contrast to the rest of the room was made up with fine cotton sheets and bore a dark comforter of a soft looking material. Large pillows gave the whole thing an air of comfort. I made my way towards the bed carefully around the hazards of the room and stood in front of Yohji.

 

**Indulge me. Tease me. Arouse me. Drown me with delight. I want the sensuality your body and mind promises. **

 

A small smile appeared on Yohji's lips as he dipped his head to kiss me. I let myself glide over his mind almost groaning at the mental feeling. It was like rubbing my skin against sun warmed kitten fur. He started teasing at my lips again. Nibbling and licking until I had to open my mouth to him. As soon as I did that, he stopped playing at my lips and began kissing his way along my jaw to my ear where he delicately nibbled. I sighed and moved my hands to his hips to draw him closer to me.

 

“Patience. We have the night,” he breathed into my ear as his tongue licked the edge of my ear between words.

 

I shivered at the sensation.

 

Yohji licked a line down my neck to the collar of my jacket. He nuzzled at the join of neck and shoulder before taking some of the skin between his teeth and worrying it while his hands slid over my chest. He ran his fingernails over the supple leather suspenders that covered my nipples before slipping his hands under the suspenders to palm them. I let my head fall back and sighed at the heat curling in my groin from the gentle touches. This was already far more than I had expected to receive from Yohji. He really was a hedonist. Once he had decided to take me to bed, he threw everything he was into the pleasure.

 

**That feels good, ** I encouraged him as I released more of the tight control I kept on my gift, moving deeper into his thoughts, wanting and needing to feel the sensuality there.

 

“I know. It will only get better,” he murmured against my skin as he pushed the jacket down my arms.

 

**Talk to me in your head. I like it better that way and it's the only thing I'll ask of you tonight. **

I felt him mentally struggle with that request before he gave in to me. He was a creature of sensuality and I knew he wouldn't have been able to resist for long. I carefully fed him some of the arousal he was building in me. I felt his initial surprise turn to a lush mental groan. He began nipping and licking his way down my arm and stopped long enough to tease his tongue at the bend of my elbow. The breath hissed out of me sharply. I never would have guessed that it was a spot I found erotic.

 

**You like that I take it, ** Yohji stated as he worked his way down to my wrist and over the back of my hand.

 

I couldn't even get out a mental response for a few seconds when he licked between each of my fingers before taking one into his mouth and sucking it gently. He watched my eyes the whole time he did it. When he finally released my finger, it was to turn over my hand and lick at the palm like a cat. I was starting to believe that I had gotten more than I bargained for with one Kudou Yohji.

 

My fingers curled and caressed his jaw for the briefest of instants before he pulled back and brought his hands up to slide the suspenders down my arms. He backed me towards the bed and I let myself be guided. When I felt the mattress against the backs of my knees, I sat. A gentle push against my chest had me falling onto my back. I discovered the comforter was a plush velvet and softer than anything I could remember having against my skin. The feel of the velvet against the skin on my back and the soft heat of his mind pulled another groan from me.

 

Yohji had followed me down on the bed and began placing light, teasing kisses over my chest as his hands moved in languid circles over my ribs. I arched up into him when his tongue flicked over a nipple. I heard him give a husky laugh at my reaction before he latched onto it and began to suckle. I tangled my hands in his hair to hold him in place as he used just the right amount of teeth and pressure on me to make me press up into him.

 

His hands ghosted over the waistband of my pants and I sucked in my breath sharply at the lightest touch of nails against skin. His fingers dipped in the sudden gap and brushed against the tops of my hipbones. His fingers began working on the button and fly of my pants as he transferred his attentions to my other nipple. Once he had my pants open, he began tracing teasing patterns around my cock without ever touching it. I tried to press myself against his hands only to have him move his hands completely away from where I wanted them to be.

 

**You said to tease you. Are you changing your mind? ** he asked with warm, intimate humour in his voice as he released my nipple and began kissing and nipping his way up my neck.

 

I groaned and pressed my half clothed body against his fully clothed one. He was wearing too much and I intended to fix that. I released the hold I still had on his hair and grabbed at the hem of his shirt and started tugging it up his body and over his head. I moaned softly at the feel of his bare skin next to mine. I think his hedonism was contagious.

**Enough with the teasing. I'm not a very patient man. **

 

**Well, I've already aroused you and you seem done with the teasing. Do you want me to drown you in delight now? ** he husked seconds before his mouth descended on mine.

 

His teeth caught my lower lip and he bit it lightly as his tongue ran back and forth over the flesh he held. He released it and darted his tongue into my mouth, encouraging mine to play with his. His hands were back at work at the waistband of my pants, slowly inching them down my hips and thighs until they were scrunched at my knees. Fingertips ever so gently traced the length of my cock.

 

I groaned into his mouth and thrust my hips against his hand, encouraging him to take a firm hold. He ignored my thrust and continued with his gentle touches. He sucked my tongue into his mouth and pulled another groan from me. I was beginning to feel the carefully built shields of my mind waver at the gentle assault Yohji was waging on my senses.

 

**Let me in Yohji. ** I demanded with desire plain in my mental voice.

 

**Why ask now? You've always just stormed right in. **

 

**This is different. I don't want youto fight me. I want you to indulge me in this. I want to feel the full sensuality of your mind, not just your body. **

 

The struggle was longer this time. He wanted to experience what I had told him he could, but he was afraid that I would find out his secrets. He was worried that I'd find out which one of his team mates he wanted.

 

**I already know you want Abyssinian. I don't care. This is between the two of us. Keep whatever other little secrets you want; I'm only interested in the pleasure. **

 

**The pleasure is all you want? You'll leave everything else alone? How can I trust you? You lied about not knowing who I wanted. You are the enemy, ** he asked as he stopped his gentle torture.

 

**Not right now. Not here in your bed; in your arms. This is pleasure. I never mix business with pleasure. I'll do nothing to harm you while we're together like this. The next time I see you on a mission, I will try and kill you, fantastic lay or not. What does it matter if I know you want to screw Aya? **

 

Yohji thought about it a moment more before chuckling and levering himself up over me. He quickly toed off his boots, undid his pants and slithered out of them. He wore nothing under the tight leather, but I had already guessed that from the way they had fit to his body. He bent and stripped my pants off the rest of the way and removed my socks and shoes. I expected him to stretch out beside me and was mildly surprised when he straddled my chest.

**You said you didn't want to do any work and you felt lazy. But if I am going to do all the work, I want a little compensation, ** he said as he stroked his cock lightly. **And I do remember you saying you wanted to feel my cock in your mouth. I aim to please my lovers. **

 

I watched him through half-slitted eyes. I knew he wanted me suck him. My earlier words had given him a more arousing mental picture than I had thought. Whether he was able to feel me in his mind or not, he gave me a slow sensual smile and started to tell me exactly what he wanted me to do.

 

**I want to see that tongue of yours lick me like a popsicle. I want to feel your fingers as you hold me steady so I can slide down your throat. I want you to caress my balls while you suck me. I want you to taste me. **

 

I had never heard anything so erotic. I suddenly wanted to do what he asked. I brought my hands up to his cock and circled it like I had seen in his mind. He leaned over me and braced himself on his hands as I guided him to my mouth. I rubbed the slick head of his cock against my lips before flicking out my tongue to taste him. He was salty and musky and it made blood pool into my own groin. How was he doing it? I had never been affected before like this. I had never been this eager to suck cock. He was indeed drowning me in delight. If this night got any better, I wasn't going to be able to have him just this one time.

 

He groaned softly and pushed his hips forward. I opened my mouth to him and let him slide in. It was like having my mouth filled with hot satin. He was a good size and I gave a little pleasure shiver of anticipation knowing that I had told him I wanted to catch tonight. With his body looming over mine and his cock starting to stroke in and out of my mouth at a leisurely pace, I applauded myself for that earlier decision.

 

I let Yohji set the pace he wanted as he slowly fucked my mouth. He may have said he wanted some compensation from me, but he was still doing most of the work. I had never been with such a generous lover. He was allowing me to wallow in sensations that I usually had to drag from bed partners. I think I was falling in love with the way his mind worked when he was intent on giving his partner the best sexual experience he could.

I was definitely going to come back for seconds even if I had to do all of the work next time. I could hardly wait to feel what his mind produced when he was the one that was having all the attention lavished on him. When he was the one sucking cock and getting his ass pounded. I groaned around his cock at the idea and my mind reeled with the pleasure that spiked through his brain from the unintentional feelings I had given him.

I was disappointed when he slowly drew out of my mouth and backed his way down my body. He stopped when our mouths were even and kissed me deeply. I felt more than heard the pleased hum he made.

 

**I can taste myself in your mouth. Do you know how erotic I find that? I would love to have you suck me until I come, but I can't pass up the chance to feel your heat when I slide into you. **

He had to know that would make me groan and writhe under him. I wanted him in me. Now. I loosened more of the hold I kept on my mental shields and let him feel what I wanted. The desire rushed up in his brain and I felt a dark thrill when he struggled against it. He drew back from me and sat on his heels, panting. His body was tense and I could feel him trying not to pounce on me. Sweat had started to drip down from his hairline at the effort he was making to hold himself back.

 

I gave a soft little whimper when he looked at me and suddenly opened himself as I had asked him to earlier. Drowning. I was drowning in the soft fire that was his desire. I had thought that I was the only one getting such pleasure from his attention. I was wrong. Every little sigh and moan; every little shiver of delight I made increased his pleasure until it was humming through his body. He was a carnal creature that took just as much delight from giving pleasure as receiving it. He was a treasure that I wanted to horde to myself, selfish bastard that I was.

 

His hands shook when he reached over to the bedside table for the tube of lube. I could feel his want mixing with my need and a little more of my mental control slipped. He fixed me with emerald bright eyes and spread my legs slowly apart and had me bend my knees to give him complete access. He stared for a few heartbeats at my leaking cock before bending low and nuzzling it. I grabbed fistfuls of the comforter and pressed my hips up, rubbing my cock against his cheek.

 

His hair teased against my inner thighs as he lowered himself further and suddenly sucked one of my balls into his mouth. I bucked against him and groaned deep in my throat. I don't know how he managed to resist just slathering himself with the lube and driving into me. I was inside his head and knew he wanted to. I wanted him to.

 

**Yohji, enough. Fuck me now. **

 

**No, not yet. Nobody gets hurt tonight. That's not what you wanted from me. Another time for that kind of play maybe, ** he said as he released the ball he had been rolling in his mouth.

 

I caught the mental bondage scenes that flickered briefly through his mind and was immediately entranced with the idea. I don't know if he had seen that in my mind and modified it or it was one of his own fantasies. There was gentleness and giving in him just as there was a cold, vicious and slick killer. I wanted both. I was going to get both. But he was right, in that for this night, I had asked for his sensuality. There was more going on with Yohji than I had ever thought. I knew I could never again underestimate him.

 

I watched him through desire clouded eyes as he slicked his fingers before bringing them to touch my ass. He teased me by rubbing back and forth before letting one strong finger slide in. I gave a breathy moan and pushed down onto his finger. It wasn't enough. I wanted more. I heard him laugh softly in my head as he added another finger and began to slowly finger fuck me like he had all the time in the world. By the time he added the third finger, I was ready to simply take over his mind and make him shove his cock into me. It would require so little effort on my part that I wondered why I didn't just do it.

 

**And if you do, you'll never know how good it feels to have me as your lover. Have I given you the sensuality you wanted? Do you want more? ** he asked as he removed his fingers and brushed my stretched hole with the head of his cock.

 

**Yes. I want you inside me. I want to feel you inside me while I'm inside your mind. Yohji, please, ** I said, reduced to begging him for the pleasure I knew was to come.

 

**All you had to do was ask nicely, ** Yohji groaned as he pushed into me.

 

He had been right. There was only a moment of discomfort as the head of his cock breached the tight ring of muscle. Then it was just the feeling of him filling me. Yohji didn't stop until he was fully sheathed in my ass. He twitched his hips and I arched under him as pleasure burst through my body. Fuck he was good. When he started to withdraw I whimpered and then gasped when he suddenly thrust back in.

 

**Let go Schu. Let me take you where you need to be, ** he said softly in a desire filled voice.

 

The last little bit of control I had fell when he shortened my name like an endearment. My back bowed as I let go and submitted myself to Yohji. I was stunned when no extra voices intruded in my head and I felt only the heat and desire that Yohji and I were sharing. I reached down between us to stroke myself but was stopped when Yohji took me in his lube slicked fingers and began stroking me exactly the way I liked it in time to his thrusts in my ass.

 

I couldn't think; only feel. Yohji was hitting my prostate with every thrust and my mind was filled with his arousal and mine. Nothing intruded on the pleasure we were now giving each other. I could feel the orgasm building in both our bodies and wound mental fingers around his mind to link him even more intimately to me. A soft sob escaped Yohji as he felt my need wrap around his. I had felt this before with other partners, but never as strongly and deeply.

 

**Come with me Schu. I can't hold out with you in my head like this. ** Yohji moaned.

 

At his desire strained words, I let the orgasm pushing at me crash through. Yohji thrust sharply and a choked off shout was pulled from his throat as his cock pulsed in my ass with his climax. His hand continued to stroke me as my own release rushed through me and I striped my chest with semen. He gave another startled little cry as my ass clenched his sensitized cock and rested his forehead against my shoulder, panting heavily.

 

He teased his hand over my softening cock and trailed a finger through the semen across my chest before bringing it to his mouth and licking it languidly. I watched fascinated, still wrapped up in his mind and luxuriating in the feel of being able to lay there with no mental shields and still not have the clamour of other voices intruding into my thoughts. How could being with Yohji keep the other voices at bay? How long would that last? That was a puzzle I was going to have to work out later.

 

~Yohji~

 

“That was intense. I've never felt anything like it before. You weren't kidding when you said I'd like it.”

 

Schuldig smiled and pulled me down for a deep kiss. I felt my cock try to stir to life in his ass. He was still wrapped up in my head, but I didn't mind him there. After what we had just shared, it felt comfortable. It felt like he had always been there. He had also been true to his word and hadn't poked or prodded into any of the darker, painful corners of my mind. I knew that the next time we met on a mission, we would try and kill each other, but right now, this was a sinful, guilty pleasure.

 

“Are you going to stay a while longer?”

 

**You said we had the night and it's not over yet, ** Schuldig said as he rolled me to my side to begin kissing my throat.

 

Both of us groaned softly when I slipped from his ass. I wanted to be back there. I wanted to feel the hot heat of him clenching my cock again. My heart started to pound with renewed desire. I wanted him again. I had just had the most mind-blowing experience of my life and I wanted to do it again. Schuldig laughed softly in my head before sucking my tongue into his mouth.

 

**Then you can have me again. I did tell you I was yours for tonight. I humbly submit my body and mind to your will as long as you give me more of what we already shared. **

 

I pulled back from the kiss and grinned at him as I caught a few of the fantasies he was thinking sliding through my mind. I picked the ones I liked best and held them for him to see what I wanted to do to him. He moaned softly and pulled me back down to him. I loved a sexually intense partner and it looked like I had struck gold with Schuldig. I should have known.

 

There's just something about a redhead.