| Pet shop Leon Leon stared at the small dragons painted on the wall, so delicate, just like that damn D. They were gold, with intricately designed scales painted with a glittering paint, and the eyes�the eyes were green and the tongues were red�so odd against the black wall. �If you like the artwork I can give you the name of the painter,� the soft, clear, and well-spoken voice came from behind him. D. Leon swallowed hard and turned around to see him, the Count. Count D was a vision, tall and thin, a beautifully formed body hidden so well under luxurious and beautiful kimonos. His hair fell loose in front of his face, as if he were hiding. But he wasn�t, Leon was sure of that, the Count was teasing him, letting those beautiful eyes get shrouded with that straight, black hair. It�s probably so soft�and sweet�smelling of chocolate or whatever treat D had been snacking on. And his eyes, those eyes that Leon found it so hard not to stare at, the right one was pure gold while the left one, was purple, a deep mysterious purple�mysterious�like D. �Leon?� Count D placed a slim hand on Leon�s shoulder and shook him gently. �Are you all right? You�ve been just standing and staring�� �Yeah yeah yeah�� Leon shook his head and tried to avert his eyes from D. Q-chan�that pesky little bat-rabbit type thing was flying around, better to watch that. �Chiu chiu!� Q-chan winked to Leon as if he knew his secret. Leon fumed. �That damn animal is mocking me!� he yelled and lunged at Q-chan, but missed as the little animal swerved upwards and out of his grasp. Also, because Count D had tightened his grip on his shoulder and jerked him back, rather roughly. �Leon, you are in rare form today, first you stare blankly at nothing**at me** and now you attack my own pet� To this Q-chan chimed in with a hurt sounding �QQQ�. ��are you feeling alright detective?� Count D looked at him apparently showing a genuine concern through his mismatched eyes. Count D Why is he so nervous? Is it the attraction? Most likely. D resisted the urge to straighten up the detective�s hair and sat back against the obsidian table, looking up at Leon. �So detective, what brings you here today?� he smiled, that smile, that ever-so-wicked yet enticing smile. �Did you stop by for tea?� Leon balked; the Count�d expected he wouldn�t have a reason for coming over. Count D smiled and crossed his legs under his kimono, before looking back up at the attractive detective with the smile. �Or is there another murder investigation?� �No no no not today�� Leon ran his hand through his hair, trying to hide the gesture of wiping his brow. �Oh good, I do dislike being part of the crime scene�� D stood, gracefully, and smoothed his kimono. He shook his head lightly to himself at the staring Leon, �Tea detective?� �Damn it D I have a name!� Leon threw himself into the chair at the end of the table, hanging his head to avoid looking at the Count. �I am so sorry Leon. I did not mean to offend you. In fact, that is the last thing I�d ever want to do�� D said softly, and in a slow elegant movement, slid over on the slippery table and cupped Leon�s chin in his hand, slightly indenting the flesh with his long, lacquered fingernails. �You don�t think I�d hurt you on purpose do you Leon?� D smiled and touched his nose to the detective�s; Leon made a slight choking noise and pulled back, still looking D in the eyes. �Leon please�� D shook his head and folded his hands on his lap. �You know as well as I what is going on,� D said softly and smiled again. �I don�t know what you�re talking about�� Leon stuttered and turned his head; Q-chan flew by him and bopped him on the nose, causing him to face D again. �Oh but you do Leon, it�s in every faltered word, every glance, every visit where we end up having a regular tea party and you stay the entire afternoon�� D smiled and slid off the table, straight into Leon�s lap, producing a rather odd noise from the blond detective. �It all has to do with the fact that you are attracted to me.� Leon Leon was deciding whether or not to push Count D off his lap in between deciding how to hide the need growing in his pants, yes, he was very attracted to D� but a man? Leon�d never felt this, hell most women don�t get this response out of him, but D, his beautiful hair, straight, long and midnight black, his eyes, the cheery golden one that hinted of playfulness and the purple one which was sensual and mysterious, the essence of Count D. �W-what? I-I-I�� Leon stuttered, bad, to the point of sounding like a babbling idiot. And D noticed, he placed a hand over his mouth and tittered softly. �Leon, you are so silly, you did not even let me finish my sentence before you jumped to conclusions. As I was saying�you are attracted to me�and I am attracted to you�� Count D smiled, a warmer, fonder smile and brushed a hair out of the detective�s face with a long-nailed hand. �You what? You are?� Leon was puzzled, he�d never expected the Count to share his feelings�has he had the same fantasies? Kissing�more�? Leon shook his head and closed his eyes. �This is not happening, it�s all a dream, I�ll wake up�I�ll have to change the sheets�but then I�ll go to work and everything will be fine�� D laughed softly. �I see you share that side of the attraction as well, thinking it�s not real. Well detective I was afraid you were not real for a long time, a figment of my imagination, but now I see you�re as real as I, and you feel just the same�� Count D leaned closer to Leon to gently brush his cheek against the larger mans. He whispered, his lips gently touching Leon�s ear, his breath warming his skin. �But now that it is said, we no longer have to hide our feelings for one another. I wait the entire day for you Leon, and I�ve waited a long time for this.� D pressed his lips to the detective�s ear, gently sucking the flesh. �D-d�� Leon gasped, unable to work out any other words but the Count�s sweet name, and he repeated it over and over, as D covered his face and neck with hot, silken kisses. �Yes Leon? My Leon�� D continued to leave the other man speechless, sucking gently on the flesh of his neck, behind his left ear. �Can I�ooh�� Leon was hopeless, D had him in his snare, and the spider was not ready to let its prey away so easily. D nipped, dreadfully lightly at his flesh, letting the heat of his breath warm the spots before biting them gently and tugging on the flesh. �Kiss�� �A kiss you ask detective? My lips to yours? Well of course�� Count D ended his assault on Leon�s neck and pressed his lips to Leon�s, Leon caught the kiss with an open mouth and Count D took full advantage of that, forcing his tongue into Leon�s closing lips and exploring. His mouth was so sweet, as if the Count were made of the sweets on which he consumes. Leon moaned loudly into his mouth, captive of the desire and the cascade of sensation that the Count�s lips and body was giving him. The need had grown, visibly in his jeans, straining against the zipper and causing groans of yearning from Leon whenever D wiggled against it. Finally the kiss broke, leaving Leon gasping for breath even while reaching for the Count�s lips again. �Ahh more?� Count D stands relieving Leon from the pressure of his body. �Follow me�� And Leon did, what choice did he have, he was enthralled by Count D. He followed the Count into a deeper part of the store, where D opened to door to Leon�s darkest fantasies. D�s bedroom. A large four-poster bed was the only piece of furniture in the room, save a few lamps and plants. The bedspread was obviously silk, red, covered in kanji and dragons. D slid, so seductively onto the bed, and waited for Leon to follow. It didn�t take long, Leon nearly tripped over his own feet to get onto the bed. He sat next to D, with great difficulty, considering his condition. D quickly slid onto his lap, resumed his rough, and heated kissing. �D I can�t�� Leon moaned and writhed with the Count�s touch. �Can�t what Leon?� D ran his fingers over the blonde�s chest and smiles. Leon only groaned and presses himself to the thinner man. �Ah I see. You would like me to�� D tickles down Leon�s chest and to his lap which produced a groan on contact, D�s fingernails gripped the zipper and pulled it down slowly letting Leon�s constrained sex rise into a more natural position. To be continued |