Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Unspoken Promises ❯ Chapter 6

Unspoken Promises - Chapter Six

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 Gluhen and Weiss Side B but does not follow the storyline exactly 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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Aya stared at the clock again. It had been hours since he'd fled to the sanctuary of his room. Of course, he hadn't slept at all. His mind was racing. Yohji was alive. The man was alive! Yohji was here, in his apartment. And what did *he* do? He ran away and hid. Hadn't the pain of losing Yohji taught him anything? Why was he in here alone when the man he loved more than life was in the next room?

Didn't the regret he'd felt after he thought Yohji was dead teach him anything? The regret he'd had that he had never admitted his love for the man to his face. Hadn't he said to himself that even if the feelings had not been returned, he wished he had at least told Yohji straight out that he loved the man? Not just the vague reference he'd made that one time when he hadn't admitted even to himself he loved Yohji.

Aya needed to take the chance that maybe, just maybe, the reason Yohji had left his wife and come to England, was because he cared for Aya. Remembering the look in Yohji's eyes over a year ago, when he'd promised to find him and return his katana, filled him with a small spark of hope. Had it been his imagination or did it seem to have been reflecting the same emotion he'd felt had been shining from his own eyes?

What was he waiting for? Either Yohji loved him or he didn't. Staying here not knowing wasn't going to change a thing. Getting up from the bed he told himself he was going to find heaven or hell, but one way or another, he was going to seek it out. He wasn't going to wait around for it to find him.

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Yohji couldn't believe after all that he'd been through; he hadn't been able to find the words to explain to Aya his feelings for the man. The two of them had been together for more than two years before he'd left for Europe, but they had never allowed themselves to let emotions get in the way of their relationship. They had always kept things casual in order to keep themselves from unnecessary pain. He had forgotten until tonight how difficult he found it to speak of his true feeling to Aya, so had instead said nothing.

Yohji had long ago realized, even before he lost his memories, that he'd loved Aya with a passion that exceeded anything he had ever felt for anyone else. Why did he have trouble saying that to Aya? They had both been too good at avoiding the words for too long.

Fuck it! He was done with vacillating. He was going to admit to Aya his feelings for him and if Aya didn't care for Yohji, he was going to keep after the man until Aya did fall in love with him. He hadn't been labeled a playboy all those years for nothing.

That decided, he got up from the couch and crossed to the door to Aya's room. Just as he reached for the handle, the door suddenly swung open.

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Aya started when he saw Yohji just on the other side of the doorway. He hadn't expected the blond to be there. They just stared at each other for a long moment until they both spoke at once.

"I have something to tell you."

"I need to talk to you."

Aya stopped and offered, "You first."

Taking a deep breath, Yohji began, "I love you, I've always loved yo-o…" Then was stopped short as Aya's lips were on his and the man was in Yohji's arms before his next heartbeat. His mouth still open, Aya's tongue dipped in to taste Yohji for the first time in well over a year. The kiss dragged on until they both broke off in order to breathe, Yohji nuzzling Aya's neck.

Taking a few shaky steps pulling Aya with him to the couch, they both collapsed on it with their arms around each other. They just held each other close as they collected their scattered thoughts Aya finally pulled back to look at Yohji.

Tears welling in his eyes, Aya finally broke the silence as he spoke softly, "I love you too. I have since before we first slept together, but wouldn't admit it even to myself until I thought you were dead. I'm sorry I pushed you away last year. If that hadn't happened…" Yohji's fingers against his lips prevented any further talk.

Kissing away Aya's tears, he whispered, "Shhh. No regrets. We both have too many to start bringing them all up now, we'd be here all night and probably wouldn't cover them all. The only thing that matters is that I love you and you love me. We're both alive and together, let's take it from there." Yohji then lowered his head to capture Aya mouth in a passionate kiss, pouring into it all the love he had hidden from the redhead before.

Aya answered with a fervor never before displayed in their lovemaking. Sliding his hands into Yohji's hair, he then molded his body to his love's lean form. There was no holding back by either of them. The love for each other the two of them had always hidden, to protect their hearts, revealed in each caress and whisper. Their passion rising to a fevered pitch as hands stroked and mouths moved on to other parts of each other's bodies to reclaim a remembered taste. Clothes disappeared as the need to touch every inch of the other took precedent.

Kissing his way down Aya's chest, Yohji stopped to dip a tongue in his navel, before he continued downward to stop at a dripping cock. Blowing on the tip, he then snaked out his tongue for a taste. Aya moaned loudly when Yohji suckled the tip, tongue still teasing the slit. As Aya bucked his hips forward to get deeper in that wonderful wet warmth, Yohji opened his mouth wider and relaxed his throat muscles in order to shallow him whole, letting Aya fuck his mouth.

Only minutes had passed, but it had been too long. Aya knew he couldn't last much longer as he cried out Yohji's name over and over. Tugging on Yohji's hair, he said in a voice rough with passion, "Yohji, stop…umm…I can't…ahhh." Aya's orgasm overcame him the moment Yohji teased a finger into his body. Shuddering with the force of his release, Aya just let the bliss overwhelm him.

Yohji enjoyed the taste of Aya's orgasm until his spent cock slipped from his smiling mouth. Making his way slowly up his lover, he placed his hands on either side of Aya's face before capturing his lips in a seductive kiss. Tracing Aya's lips with his tongue, he eventually dipped in for a taste. Tangling his hands in silky red hair, he deepened the kiss to touch every crevice of Aya's mouth with his tongue until an answering tongue entered to battle.

They continued to kiss, as hands again caressed each others bodies, not able to get enough of touching each other. Yohji trailed his mouth down to Aya's sensitive neck and began to suck and nibble, in order to mark his lover for the world to see, as the one under him could only writhe in pleasure.

Trying to reciprocate, Aya trailed his lips to Yohji's ear to lick ridges and suck a sensitive lobe enjoying the groans the attention produced. Aya felt Yohji's erection rubbing against his own reawakened one. Thrusting his hips to create more friction, Aya moaned when Yohji grabbed them to hold him still.

"Stop, before I come." Gritting his teeth, Yohji growled in his ear.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Aya whispered into a sensitive ear.

Yohji lifted his head to look into Aya's eyes as he said, "I want you in me, love. I want you to fuck me. "

Aya looked at him in astonishment. He had never been top. It had always been Yohji. "I've never… I don't know how."

"Of course you do, love. You've just never done it. That doesn't mean you don't know how." Yohji leaned in to kiss him breathless once again. "Make love to me, Aya."

"Alright…Let's go to bed so I can do this properly… Wait, I don't have anything." Aya realized as they got up from the couch.

"Don't worry, I do." Yohji then reached into his duffle bag to retrieve an unopened tube of lubricant.

"Pretty sure of yourself, weren't you?" Aya was feeling just the slightest put out, not really knowing why.

Yohji pulled Aya into his arms saying, "No…just hopeful." Tilting his head down to kiss the man again, Yohji just savored the feeling of having Aya in his arms again.

Breaking off the kiss before taking his hand, Aya led Yohji to his bed. He then lay down on it before he pulled Yohji on top of him only to roll them over until he was on top. Tangling his hands in blond locks, Aya asked quietly, "Are you sure?"

Running his hands down Aya's back to cup his ass, Yohji looked deep into the eyes of his reclaimed lover as he responded, "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

Tilting his head down to touch his lips to Yohji's, Aya flicked his tongue against them in askance. As the mouth below him opened, he deepened the kiss. For several minutes, tongues again battled until Aya pulled back to suck on Yohji's bottom lip for a moment.

For long moments, they just looked deep into each other's eyes until Yohji pressed Aya's hips into him and rubbed their erections together. Each of them closed their eyes in pleasure as their slick cocks slid against each other.

Coaxing Yohji's legs apart with his knees, Aya pulled away to kneel between Yohji's spread thighs. Reaching down to tease an impressive length with his finger tips, Aya grabbed the lube from the bed. Opening the tube, he squeezed out a generous amount on his fingers before lowering them to circle Yohji's entrance. Gripping Yohji's cock in one hand, Aya gently pushed a slick finger into his opening.

Aya felt tight heat clench his finger. Easing his finger in and out until he felt the ring of muscle relax, Aya introduced a second finger. Looking at Yohji's face, all he saw was pleasure reflected there as he continued to gently fingerfuck his love. Seeing a little grimace of pain as a third finger joined the stretching, Aya twisted his wrist searching for the spot that always produced such bliss in him. He knew he had found what he was looking for when he heard a shout of pleasure as Yohji arched his back.

Aya continued this for several minutes until Yohji whimpered then forced out, "Aya… please…ahhh…I…uhmm…fuck me…ahhh…NOW!"

Determining that his lover was ready, Aya slicked his own erection before placing Yohji's legs on his shoulders. Guiding his erection to Yohji's entrance, he bent forward to whisper against panting lips, "Just relax. If it hurts at all, tell me and I'll back off for a moment."

Pushing in slowly, Aya entered his lover's body for the first time ever. Words could not describe the pleasure as his cock was slowly encased in that tight channel. Seeing Yohji wince, he paused until he felt the muscles relax again before continuing. Finally, after several minutes, he felt his cock sheathed completely in velvet warmth.

Closing his eyes while pausing for a moment to collect himself, Aya kissed the knee next to his lips. He'd never felt anything like this. Yohji's mouth or their hands had not come close to how he felt being clenched tight in his lover's ass. Aya then looked down into the beautiful green eyes watching him before asking, "Ready?"

Yohji nodded while he lowered his legs to wrap around Aya as he pushed back. "Yes. I want you love. Fuck me."

With that, Aya pulled almost completely out before burying himself once again. Over and over, he thrust into Yohji, enjoying the cries of pleasure coming from him. Aya was repeating Yohji's name with increasing volume as his cock plunged again and again into tightness. Shifting Yohji's hips, Aya knew he'd found his mark when his name was practically screamed and he felt fingers imprint themselves into his shoulders. Striking that spot over and over, he found himself speeding up his thrusts as he grabbed Yohji's neglected erection to pump in time to those thrusts.

Just when Aya knew he could not hold off his climax a second longer, a loud cry and bruising tightness accompanied a blinding light as Aya's orgasm consumed him. When he came to, he found himself collapsed on top of Yohji, both of them covered with cooling semen and sweat. He'd never felt so good in his life. Lifting his head a little, he kissed his lover. "Thank you, Yohji. That was incredible."

Grinning a stupid grin, Yohji replied, "You stole the words right out of my mouth."

After several minutes, when their breathing and heart rate returned to normal, Aya said, "We're sweaty and sticky so let's take a quick shower. We'll sleep better."

Yohji groaned in protest at the thought of moving just yet before agreeing. Since they were both tired and sated, the shower was pretty tame, just some kissing and caresses before they found themselves back in bed held close in each others arms.

Resting his chin on Aya's head, Yohji commented, "I'm glad I never did that with anyone else. You were the first and will be the only one to ever fuck me, love."

Rolling on top of Yohji, Aya kissed him before saying, "The same goes for me. You are the only one I've ever had sex with."

"Wait a minute…"

Aya cut him off with another quick kiss before pulling back to look at Yohji. "I know what you're going to say. That time at the hotel when you asked if I'd ever done it before, I told you …once. That was the truth. You were the one I was with before."

"What are you talking about?" Yohji was totally confused while he absentmindedly ran his fingers through Aya's hair still looking into those incredible eyes.

"I'd always wanted to tell you, but didn't know how. When we were denying our feeling for each other, it never seemed the right time to bring it up. That time when you were stabbed just before we rescued Aya-chan, I was taking care of you. I snuck a kiss and you woke just in time to catch me. You then told me you had always wanted me. I wanted you just as much, so I let you make love to me. You then came down with that fever and became delirious. When you woke, you didn't remember what had happened."

Yohji was speechless for a moment before he said softly, "It wasn't a dream? I thought I'd dreamt it. I was having vivid dreams back then of you and me together in my bed over the Koneko. After we moved into the van, I fantasized almost daily of me fucking you. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wasn't sure if you would want to continue or if it had been a one time thing. At the time, you weren't known for permanent relationships." Laying his head down to listen to Yohji's heartbeat, he closed his eyes. "I'm sorry."

Yohji pulled him up for a kiss, before saying again, "No regrets, remember?" Kissing him again as it seemed he couldn't get enough of Aya. "Now, go to sleep. Don't you have to get up early for work tomorrow?"

"No, when I left you earlier this evening, I called Ken and told him I wasn't going to be at work tomorrow. I told him to come by in the evening for dinner, though. I didn't want to tell him over the phone about everything." Yawning loudly, he settled his head into the crook of Yohji's neck as he slid down to lay half sprawled across that body he loved almost as much as he loved the man himself. "We'll have all day together."

With that, the two of them fell asleep in the place they both most wanted to be…wrapped in the other's arms.

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