Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Unspoken Promises ❯ Chapter 2

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Unspoken Promises - Chapter Two

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss or any aspect of the characters, they just wouldn't leave me alone until I put this story down. This is my own little spin on Weiss Kruez OAV timeline and may contain spoilers. In addition, this has been influenced by the many wonderful fanfics out there, so please forgive me if anything seems familiar.

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Lighting a cigarette, Yohji thought to himself that he should be more miserable than he was. Living in a tin can with three other men, moving frequently, and still putting up with fangirls, should have been driving him crazy. But he had one big distraction lately. Aya. The focus of his current fixation.

It didn't make any sense. He'd know Aya for years. Lusted after him to some extent, but nothing like he was currently doing. Maybe it was because he was getting over killing Neu. Or maybe it was because Aya had actually started acting like a human being since his sister was rescued. The redhead actually smiled once in awhile, answered questions posed to him and interacted with the rest of them in the evenings after work when there was no mission to bother them.

He found himself fascinated by this Aya. He had never really noticed what a nice smile the redhead had, or how incredibly sexy the man was. He moved with a natural grace that Yohji didn't think all came from his kendo training.

Aya brushing against him, or Yohji catching a brief scent of the man spiraled him into his latest fantasy. The funny thing was, it was so vivid. More like reliving an event that took place rather than an imagined one. What was also confusing was the fact that these musings took place in his old room above the Koneko and not the trailer's living quarters or shop, or even some other reasonable place that it would currently be conceivable to take place at.

They'd been living in this thing for close to two months now, but ever since that incident last week, Yohji had taken to sleeping on the couch at night. The four of them had been sleeping on futons side by side on the floor ever since they moved in here. Ken and Aya on either end, with Yohji in the middle next Aya and Omi in the middle next to Ken. A few times Yohji had woken to find himself sleeping on Aya's pillow with his arm around the man. But last week, during a particularly erotic dream, he'd found himself spooned around Aya's back with his erection cradled between the cheeks of the swordsman's ass.

Right then and there, he should have gone out and gotten himself laid, but the thought of sex with anyone other than Aya didn't appeal to him.

Recalling that night, a thought suddenly occurred to him. Being an assassin, shouldn't Aya have woken up when Yohji got so close those times, especially last week? Had Aya really slept through all that? Or had it not been Yohji's imagination, the feeling of a slight push back against his cock that night. Maybe Aya really *had* been awake those times and allowed those embraces.

The focus of his current thoughts came out of the small bathroom dressed only in a towel, still dripping from his shower. Yohji found himself wanting to walk over and lick the stray drops of water trailing down that toned chest before continuing down to what the towel hid. Refusing to acknowledge the raging hard-on that rapidly made itself known, he had a sudden inspiration.

"Hey Aya, want to go clubbing with me tonight?" Not really expecting a positive reply, it couldn't hurt to ask as it was Saturday night and they didn't have to work the next day.

Aya looked at him speculatively for a moment before answering, "If I do, I have to go shopping in order to buy something to wear. I really don't own anything appropriate to go clubbing in."

Yohji couldn't help the surprised look that formed on his face that immediately turned into a grin. "No problem. We have a couple of hours before the clubs open. If we leave soon we could go get you something to wear and a bite to eat before it's time to head out." Heading for the bathroom he threw over his shoulder, "Give me a half hour and we'll leave."

As Aya watched Yohji enter the bathroom, he wondered what he was getting himself into. Ever since that night a few months ago he had tried to forget his attraction to the blond. That was easier said than done. He was constantly aware of the man, especially after sleeping next to him all those nights. He was both relieved and unhappy that Yohji had taken to sleeping on the couch. He missed the warmth of Yohji next to him at night, but last week had had him almost turning to Yohji and begging the man to fuck him, even with Omi and Ken sleeping next to them.

After toweling his hair a moment, he went to dress. He also felt Yohji had been watching him lately. He really didn't know where he stood with the playboy. Yohji had not been going out at night, but instead spending time with all of them. It was surprisingly nice to spend the evenings with the others, even though he was beginning to worry about Ken's erratic behavior of late. It seemed to be a requirement of Weiss that at least one of the team had to be falling apart at any given time.

Well, putting those thoughts aside, he decided to enjoy the evening and see where it led. Maybe Yohji really was attracted to him or maybe he just wanted company on a night out. He'd just have to wait and see.

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Yohji couldn't keep his eyes off the ass in front of him as he tried to light cigarette. Following Aya over to the bar, he finally lifted his eyes to order a drink. If he thought Aya was sexy before, he didn't know what words to use now. The man looked like pure sin. Dressed in soft black leather pants, tight and low enough to rival his brown ones, the tight black shirt he had on looked like it would be too small on Omi and crept up to show off tantalizing glimpses of his washboard stomach. Also, over the course of the evening, Yohji had found that Aya could dance almost as well as him.

Aya accepted his drink and turned to observe the dance floor again. They'd been there several hours already so there was a sheen of perspiration on them both, making their skin glow. He and Yohji had been dancing all night with different women. He made it clear he was here only for some fun and not to pick anyone up and found that Yohji had done the same. Aya still wasn't clear where he stood with the man but was enjoying the evening out. He couldn't remember the last time he'd gone out other than a mission.

"That last girl you danced with had hair almost the color of yours. You'd look good with your hair long like that." Yohji smiled at him before his eyes roamed over Aya again.

Aya, doing the same to Yohji, missed the look of appreciation in his emerald gaze. Turning to order another round of drinks, he also missed how Yohji frowned down a woman about to approach Aya.

That was it! Yohji had had enough of everyone else taking up Aya's attention. He was the one who had asked him out, dammit! He suddenly made a decision. "Hey Aya, I've got another club in mind I want to take you to, let's finish our drinks and get out of here."

Aya just shrugged his shoulders and nodded. He didn't really care where they were, he was just enjoying Yohji's company. Finishing their drinks, they headed for the door.

When they arrived at their new destination, it took Aya a few minutes to realize that the place Yohji brought them to was a gay club. Looking at the blond, he raised his eyebrow in question.

"I wanted to dance with you and I couldn't at the other club." Pulling Aya tight against him as they got to the dance floor, he whispered against his ear. "Now this is more like it."

Molding his body to Yohji's, Aya almost moaned in pleasure. This was the sign he had been looking for. Yohji *was* attracted to him. They both started moving to the beat.

Yohji couldn't believe it. Aya was finally in his arms and appearing to enjoy it. Looking down at the redhead, he decided he wanted a taste. Trailing his tongue from collarbone to chin allowed him to savor the salty skin. It seemed so familiar.

Aya in turn, grabbed Yohji's ass and pulled him closer to rock their hips together. Lifting his head slightly, Yohji kissed Aya. This is what he'd been wanting for weeks. This wonderful taste that was Aya. Aya opened his mouth wider as Yohji continued to explore with his tongue.

Finally breaking away in order to breathe, Aya looked deep into Yohji's eyes. Finding burning desire there matching his own he leaned in to capture Yohji's lips with his. They were still dancing, if you could call it that, bodies so close together you couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. Rocking their erections against each others, they continued to move, all the while, kissing and touching each other.

Yohji drew away when he could no longer bear the erotic teasing. Pulling Aya along behind him, they left the club. After getting settled in the car, Yohji turned to gather Aya into his arms again. When Yohji finished savoring another taste of the man in his arms, he whispered against Aya's lips, "I want you. What do you want, Aya?"

Gazing into lust filled eyes, Aya gave his answer, "You. I want you, Yohji."

Groaning softly Yohji once again captured those lips for a passionate kiss. Pulling away, after gently tugging on Aya's tongue with his teeth before releasing his lips again, he spoke, "We can't go back to the van with Omi and Ken there. Would you mind if we went to a hotel for the night?"

Aya hesitated as thoughts of going to a love hotel went through his mind. It seemed so seedy, somehow, to go there for sex. Paying for the room by the hour, in some way making the thought of sex less personal.

"Not a love hotel, a nice one." For some reason knowing what Aya had been thinking.

Aya nodded. "Alright. Let's go."

Going to the edge of town Yohji went to get a room at a hotel known for tourists and business travelers. It had side entrances with room key access, so after he checked in, Yohji came back out to park the Seven and get Aya as well as retrieve something from his glove compartment.

Yohji and Aya said nothing on the short walk and elevator ride to the room. The room was comfortable with a double bed which Yohji went and plopped down on. Aya leaned against the door feeling a little shy now that the initial passion had cooled a bit.

Yohji reached out a hand. "Aya, come here."

Aya still stayed where he was over by the door, so Yohji got up to go to him stripping off his shirt as he went. Reaching Aya he did the same to the redhead's. Leaning down to kiss Aya, he pulled him into his arms, groaning in pleasure at the feel of that glorious skin against his. Gaining entrance to Aya's mouth, he dipped in for another taste while burying one hand in silky hair and another down black leather as far as the tight pants would let him.

Aya melted into the embrace and followed as Yohji led them over to the bed. The blond fell down to the bed bringing Aya down on top of him. Finally the kiss ended and it was all Aya could do to remember how to breathe as he buried his head in the crook of Yohji's neck.

Yohji nibbled on a sensitive ear as he said in a teasing voice, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours." Pressing his erection against Aya's hip running his hands up and down his back to rest on his ass as Yohji continued to tease his tongue in the whorl of Aya's ear.

Aya lifted his head to look into Yohji's eyes before leaning down to kiss him deeply, shyness turning to passion once again he felt the desire build before pulling off Yohji to stand. With green eyes intent on him, Aya slowly removed the rest of his clothes and boots. Standing there a little uncertain, he softly spoke, "Your turn."

Yohji practically fell off the bed in his haste to get naked. Once done, he gathered Aya in his arms again to guide him to the bed, this time with Yohji on top.

Kissing Aya while roaming his hands over pale flesh, Yohji found himself wanting more. He needed to taste all of Aya right now. Lips ghosting over sensitive nipples, ribs and stomach, Yohji stopped to taste here and there. Smiling to himself when eliciting gasps from the one under him, he moved lower until he reached his destination.

This time Aya actual yelled out Yohji's name as the man engulfed his erection. That wet, hot warmth suddenly surrounding him caused him to buck his hips forward in order to reach further into that heat. When Yohji's hands held his hips down, he almost sobbed in frustration.

Yohji was enjoying the feel of Aya in his mouth. The silky hardness and bitter taste of his precome was wonderful. Releasing Aya's cock, he licked his way down the length, only to find his way back up to the tip to tease the slit. Aya's cries were getting louder as he continued his ministrations. Grabbing Aya's ass as he once again took his cock to the root, Yohji teased his fingers at Aya's crack. Head bobbing as he gave Aya, unknown to Yohji, his first blowjob, he felt Aya getting close to his climax. Starting to hum as he gently pushed a finger into that tight heat rewarded Yohji with Aya's thunderous orgasm. Swallowing down the creamy substance he watched Aya's face, so beautiful in it's pleasure.

After letting Aya's softening cock fall from his lips, he moved back up his lover's body to kiss his lips. Aya tasted his essence on Yohji's tongue as he pulled him closer. Yohji brushed his hands through Aya's hair as he spoke softly, "You taste wonderful. The best I've ever had."

Aya, still a little dazed from that incredible orgasm, just gazed at him before pulling him back for a passionate kiss. Wanting to return the favor, but just to blissed out to figure out how to go about it, he just continued to kiss Yohji until they both broke away breathless.

Yohji then moved his lips down to Aya's neck, sucking hard until a nice bruise was forming, while his hands caressed that luscious body again. Lightly pinching a nipple with one hand, moving his other down to stroke a reawakening erection.

Aya arched into the caresses moaning softly. "Yohji…"

"What, babe?" Yohji continued moving his hand lower to rub his fingers over sensitive skin below his balls.

"I want…" Groaning again as he felt a finger against his opening again, he lost his train of thought.

Yohji smiled as he pulled away to search for the tube of lubricant he had retrieved from the car. Aya moaned when he felt the loss of those hands on his body, before Yohji came back to once again cover his body with his own.

Squeezing out a bit of lube onto his fingers, he gently pushed one into tight heat. "Is this what you want?"

"Hmmm.. Yes, more." Pushing back against Yohji's finger.

Adding another finger, Yohji commented, "Gods you're tight. Have you ever done this before?"

"Once." Pushing back again, trying to get them deeper then was rewarded with an intense burst of pleasure when Yohji twisted those fingers.

Yohji just groaned at the thought of being buried in such tightness. He quickly added a third finger to aid in stretching Aya so as to not hurt him, twisting those fingers again to brush against Aya's sweet spot. Aya's moans indicated that he was more than ready, which was a good thing, as Yohji felt ready to burst.

Yohji could hear Aya's mewl of disappointment when he withdrew his fingers in order to prepare himself. Slicking his own cock, Yohji then positioned Aya's legs on his shoulders before placing the tip of his erection at Aya's entrance.

"Aya, tell me if it hurts," Pushing in just a bit, Yohji could help but groan as his cock was grasped tightly. Slowly inch by inch he pushed into that heat, watching Aya closely for any sign of pain, until he was finally completely buried.

Pausing to take deep breathes, Yohji brought himself under control. When he felt as if he would not come immediately, he kissed those panting lips. Pulling back again, he looked into Aya's lovely eyes as he slowly began a steady rhythm. Tilting Aya's hips slightly, he knew he found what he was looking for when Aya gasped again. The thrusts got more frantic as the moans increased. Sweat glistened on both bodies as their cries indicated that neither would last much longer. Knowing that he was close, Yohji started to stroke Aya's cock in time to his thrusts.

Just a few moments later, Yohji was squeezed almost painfully tight as Aya came all over his stomach and Yohji's hand. Yohji then grasped both hips in his hands as he pushed forward one last time to come deep inside Aya.

Shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, Yohji lowered Aya's legs before collapsing on top of the man. Just enjoying the sound of Aya's heartbeat as he tried to calm his own and begin to breathe normally again. When he could finally move again, he lifted his head to kiss Aya. Sitting up to pull a corner of the sheet to clean them both up with, Yohji then laid down and pulled Aya against him to hold close. Aya rested his head on Yohji's shoulder and put an arm around his waist before falling into an exhausted slumber.

Kissing the top of Aya's head just before falling asleep himself, Yohji was too tired to realize how contented he felt. The last conscious thought he had was that this felt familiar somehow before falling deeply asleep.

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Waking up, Aya was a little disoriented until his memories of last night came back. Looking across the golden chest he was laying on, he found his lover of last night asleep. Lover. Is that what Yohji was to him? Remembering how he'd gotten his hopes up the last time he had slept with Yohji, Aya was determined not to set himself up for that kind of disappointment again. He purposely forced his thoughts away from any types of expectations for the future. He'd take it one moment at a time.

Thus decided, Aya now had to wait until the blond woke in order to take his lead from him. Expecting to be treated as any other of Yohji's one night stands, he eased himself out of the arms that held him tight. He then went into the bathroom to relieve himself and take a shower, trying to gather his thoughts after their night together.

He hoped that if Yohji decided that this was to be a one time thing, that they could still remain friends. Aya cursed softly realizing he hadn't really thought this through when he let his hormones get the better of him. Yohji was the one who usually got into trouble because of thinking with his dick instead of his brain, not Aya. Now Aya couldn't really fault the man on that count anymore. But he hadn't been able to deny himself. Yohji was just so beautiful and sexy, it was impossible to say no to the man.

Lost in thought as showered, he was surprised to find the shower stall door open as Yohji stepped in. He watched almost in a trance as the blond pulled him into his arms for a deep kiss. He then felt soapy hands glide over the front of his body, stopping to pay particular attention to his hardening cock.

Yohji then proceeded to rub his body tantalizingly against Aya's, brushing their two erections together, causing the redhead to moan deep in his throat. He broke off the kiss to gasp as Yohji grabbed both slick erections in one hand to pump them together. The friction was delicious.

"Want you….." Was all Yohji said as he slid his soapy fingers against Aya's entrance. Circling teasingly, he slid a finger in part way. Aya couldn't help but wince a little as he was reminded of the slight tenderness in his backside. Yohji saw the wince and pulled back, but Aya quickly stopped him as he locked his arms around the blond's waist.

"You're too sore from last night." Yohji said as he brushed Aya's long bangs away from his eyes before placing a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"No I'm not, it doesn't hurt that bad. You just caught me by surprise." Aya leaned up to kiss him.

Yohji pulled back and shook his head, "I don't think we should do this right now."

Aya wasn't willing to give up as Yohji had gotten him extremely horny again. He wanted to experience that delicious pleasure from last night. Besides, it was more an ache than actual pain and Aya knew that he wouldn't care once Yohji was inside him again.

With a devilish look on his face, Aya started to convince Yohji to continue as he leaned up and whispered in the man's ear all the while rubbing his body against Yohji's. "Yohji, I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your hard cock deep in my ass. Don't you want me to scream your name as you…"

Suddenly Yohji pulled away from Aya and said, "Wait right here."

Running dripping from the shower, Aya barley had time to register what Yohji was up to before the man returned with the tube of lubricant from the bedroom.

When Yohji urged him to, Aya turned around and braced his hands on the wall while bending slightly. He moaned loudly when two fingers generously coated with lube began to stretch his passage, the moans turning to cries of pleasure when his prostate was stimulated. Again and again Yohji touch the place deep inside sending shivers of pleasure throughout his body. He never realized that a third finger, liberally coated, joined the rest until he felt them pull out.

Almost whining at the loss of those fingers, Aya turned his head to watch Yohji coat his cock with even more lube. Yohji leaned forward to kiss Aya before he positioned his cock to enter Aya. Yohji slowly and gently entered him as Aya pushed back against him.

Yohji paused for a few moments once he was completely encased in Ays's tight ass. Thrusting a few times slowly he asked Aya, "Are you sure you're not in any pain?"

As an answer, Aya tightened his muscles around Yohji's cock and pushed back as far as he could against the taller man. Yohji groaned in pleasure before beginning a punishing pace. The thrusts were hard and fast and Aya was all but mindless in his pleasure. Over and over again, Yohji plunged into Aya. Any soreness he may have felt was long forgotten and it was all Aya could do to breathe as his cries of pleasure increased. When Yohji started to pump his erection in time to the thrusts, he lost himself to the sensations overwhelming him. As if from far away, he heard loud cries of his name before losing himself in bliss.

Aya became aware of his surrounding slowly then realizing the only reason he was still standing was the arm around his waist. His knees were a little weak from that incredible orgasm. Finally, finding steady ground, he turned around to yank Yohji's head down for a demanding kiss. Aya decided he wasn't giving this up without a fight if Yohji thought to end it now. But Yohji's next words showed him it wasn't quite over yet.

"I want to spend the day with you. After we wash up here, I'll run down to the car and get your clothes you wore yesterday when shopping. I have an overnight bag in the car with an extra set of clothes for me." Yohji looked expectant as he gazed deep into those beautiful violet eyes while cupping Aya's face gently. "What do you say? Want to go have some fun with me today?"

Leaning up just a bit, Aya whispered against his lips, "I'd love to spend the day with you." Then dipping his tongue into Yohji's mouth for another taste of the man. With a small smile on his face he pulled away a little breathless before he turned around to finish his shower.

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Yohji couldn't remember the last time he had enjoyed 24 solid hours in a row. He knew it had to have been long before joining Kritiker. After a late breakfast, they went for a leisurely drive outside of town. Early afternoon found them in a beautiful clearing content to lay under a tree and just talk for a while. With Yohji's head in Aya's lap, they learned little things about each other. What they like to read, music they enjoyed and other little details they never knew about each other. A little while later found them in each others arms, kissing passionately, as new lover's are wont to do.

Just before sunset they decided to go to a movie theatre enjoying the current hit before going out to a nice dinner. Thus after a wonderful day, the couple found themselves back at the van, in Yohji's car, ready to go in. A call to Omi earlier assured him they were both fine and not to expect them back until evening.

Pulling Aya into his arms for another kiss, Yohji stroked his thumb along a bottom lip. Aya sucked that thumb into his mouth and ran his tongue against the pad, causing Yohji to groan out loud.

"Gods, you're the sexiest thing I've ever seen." Replacing the thumb with his tongue. They kissed for several more minutes before reluctantly pulling away. Neither wanted this day to end.

"We have to get to sleep as we have to work the early shift tomorrow." Aya spoke quietly. Thank the gods they hadn't had a mission this weekend. He knew that this respite wouldn't last long.

Yohji nodded as they both turned to leave the car. Watching Aya, he didn't know where he stood with the swordsman. He didn't want this thing …whatever it was between them… to end, but Aya hadn't given him any clues as to what his feelings were. Yohji was silent when they entered the living area of the van as he contemplated this.

Aya looked at Yohji from beneath long lashes trying gage the man's reactions. He was so quiet. What was he thinking? Did he regret today? Aya had had a wonderful time, but now that they were back to their normal lives, did Yohji have second thoughts about what had happened, or that he hadn't just blown him off after last night?

Everyone was getting ready for bed as Aya headed for the bathroom. Returning to the living area, he found Yohji on the couch ready for sleep. As he went to pull out his futon, Yohji pulled him down on the couch next to him when he passed.

Hearing the gasps of surprise from his other teammates, Aya looked askance at Yohji. All the blond did was lean in for a kiss before saying, "This is your bed now."

Scooting over a bit Yohji arranged them in the most comfortable position the couch would allow two grown men, the blond on his back with Aya on his side and draped over Yohji. Pulling the blankets over them, Yohji just stuck his tongue out at the other two gaping at them before closing his eyes to go to sleep.

Aya, who was no longer in any doubt if Yohji had decided to end it yet, decided to enjoy it while it lasted. Then tucking his head under Yohji's chin, promptly fell asleep.

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