Series: Weiss Kreuz
Author: Chibi_Koji_no_da
Pairing: Aya x Ken
Rating: NC-17
Warning: shameless PWP, LEMON, AU, OOC, some sap and fluff
Disclaimer: The girls of Weiss are not mine�unfortunately, the bishonen aren�t either�.sob�but I would take such good care of them!!
YOU�RE MINE!
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"There�s only two beds!" Ken growled irritably as he walked through the doorway into the small kitchenette.
Manx had moved them all to a safe house out of Tokyo, after Takatori Reiji�s Special Force�s troops had trashed the flower shop.
With a smirk, Youji stubbed out his cigarette in his make-shift ash tray and sauntered towards the disgruntled brunette.
"Don�t worry Ken-Ken," he purred, "You can share a bed with me."
Ken�s expression changed from annoyed to scandalized, as he blushed bright red, "Baka!" he stepped back away from the older man, "Shut up, I�m not one of your women you can just walk up to and seduce."
"That�s right Ken-Ken," Youji advanced and grabbed the soccer player by the waist. Pulling him tightly against his body, he rocked his hips slightly and spoke in tones laden with sex, "If I were going to seduce you, I wouldn�t have asked you to my bed - I would have assumed you�d be there all ready." With a grin, he let the embarrassed boy go, and sauntered out the hall, towards the bedrooms.
"What was that all about?" Omi�s shocked voice broke the silence, and turning his head Ken realised that Omi and Aya had witnessed the entire thing; and his sullen lover did not look pleased.
"I�I don�t know," Ken stuttered as Aya�s look grew darker, he followed the other man�s gaze down his body and realised why. Youji�s teasing had left him with a hard-on; and he knew that now there was going to be trouble.
The red-head stood, and without a word, dragged the brunette from the room; leaving an amused archer behind.
Omi knew Ken-kun and Aya-kun were a couple, he just wondered what an earth Youji-kun was playing at.
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Youji was standing in the hallway as Aya dragged Ken along. He snickered at the sight, but was cut off as Aya punched him on the way past. He fell to his knees and watched as the other man opened the nearest bedroom door and all but threw Ken inside.
"Hands off, Kudoh," was all Aya said before entering the bedroom and slamming the door shut behind him.
The lock clicked shut, and Youji endeavoured to get to his feet - he wanted to be as far away from that room as possible when the noise started.
Holding his injured stomach, he walked into the kitchenette and grabbed Omi by the arm.
"Come on bishonen," he pulled the smaller blond out of his chair, and away from his computer magazine.
"Youji-kun," Omi struggled to get out of the older boy�s grip. He had been reading an interesting article on wireless interface and he wanted to finish it.
"Trust me," Youji grinned down at his friend, "We�ll both want to get out of here before�" his sentence was cut off by the dull thump of headboard against wall, and Ken moaning rather emphatically.
"I see what you mean." Omi blushed and freeing his arm, followed Youji to the hall. Slipping off their house shoes, they put their shoes and coats on and headed out to the street.
"Come on," Youji was feeling generous, "I�ll buy you a coffee."
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Inside the apartment, Ken was feeling his head spin, as Aya systematically divested him of his clothes and kissed him breathless.
Once he was fully naked and sprawled on the bed, he looked up at his lover; who leant above him still fully clothed.
"Aya�" he started to say, but was stopped with another breath-stealing kiss.
"You are mine," Aya spoke softly as always, but the force behind his words was serious, "You are mine - not Kudoh�s, not anyone�s - just mine." Each sentence was punctuated with a hot look and another kiss.
"Say it Ken - tell me who you belong to," Aya trailed his kisses down to Ken�s ear, nipping and marking the boy as he went.
"Yours," Ken managed to breathe out, "I�m yours�just�yours."
Aya growled his approval and lowered his head further, leaving kisses and sucking bites as he descended.
Reaching Ken�s chest, he savaged a chocolaty nipple, until the boy writhed underneath him, mewling pitifully. Not done claiming his territory, he lavished the same attention on the other. When Ken started to beg, and plead with him, he continued his journey down again.
Reaching his lover�s groin, he smiled ferally; pleased that Ken was rock hard and leaking, not because of Youji - but because of him.
Thinking of the blond playboy made him growl - what right did he have to touch his property? It also made him wonder why his koibito was irritated about the beds in the first place, and it bothered him, so he sat up.
Catching Ken�s chin in his hands, he forced the soccer player to look at him. Ken�s dark eyes were pools of molten lust, and his kiss bruised lips begged to be plundered.
Swooping down for another kiss, he moved a hand to his koi�s crotch and pumped lightly at his length. The boy�s hips snapped up to meet his movements, and he moaned deliciously into his mouth.
Reluctantly separating for breath, he looked deeply into Ken�s eyes; annoyed when they closed as his koibito arched his head back. Stilling his movements and letting go of his prize, he waited for them to open again and glare at him.
They did almost immediately, and Ken moaned out his name in an almost incoherent plea to continue.
"Why?" Aya raised both hands to the boy�s waist, stilling the movement of his hips, "Why did you care about the beds?"
"Aya!" Ken wailed, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to gain control over his arousal, "Why�the�.hell," he panted before swallowing deeply and continuing, "are you asking NOW?"
"I want to know." Aya replied simply.
"AYA!" Ken moaned again and tried to move his hips; but they were held fast. He tried to move his hands to finish himself off, but his koibito caught them and held them on his stomach.
"You don�t finish until you tell me." Aya realised he was being a little cruel, but he really wanted to know.
Ken was nearly weeping with frustration, but he managed to put his thoughts into what he hoped was a coherent sentence, "You don�t like to share�Say I�m a bed hog�don�t like making you mad."
Aya melted slightly at Ken�s words; and the jealousy he had been refusing to admit he was harbouring disappeared. Pulling his beloved�s hands up, he placed them round his neck and kissed the younger man deeply, enjoying the sensations as the strong hands moved up into his hair, tugging at it in an impromptu scalp massage.
Breaking apart with a gasp, his koibito looked adoringly up at him and moaned as he resumed the stroking of his shaft.
"Aya�" Ken was soon breathless again, all his nerves returning to fever pitch, "Just hurry up�and�.fucking take me!"
Not needing to hear anymore, Aya pulled away. Standing up, he unzipped his fly and shimmied out of his trousers and boxers, letting his own steely erection spring free at last.
"We need something," he looked about him to see if there was anything they could use as lube. Despite the fact that he took his lover often enough for penetration to be easy, he didn�t want to enter him dry.
"Doesn�t matter." the brunette grabbed him and pulled him down onto the bed.
They groaned loudly as their naked erections rubbed against each other; and for a few moments they rocked frantically together.
"Ahh�Aya�stop," Ken put his hands on his lover�s shoulders, "I�m...too close� I want you�inside of me."
Nodding slightly, the red-head stopped his movements and raised his fingers to his lovers lips. Understanding, Ken sucked on the long digits, coating them with saliva until they were soaking wet.
Arching his hips, he offered himself up, and groaned in pleasure as he felt Aya�s shapely fingers enter him.
"Come on," he reached for his koibito, "I�m ready�come on!"
Aya pumped his shaft a few times, spreading the pre-cum from the tip, down its length.
Positioning himself against his lover�s opening, he pushed inside; loving the way Ken�s insides gripped him in searing heat, and the way Ken arched from head to toe as he was filled.
Too close to the edge for anything fancy, he set a near-brutal rhythm, pounding deep and hard into the willing body beneath him.
Leaning down, he snared Ken�s lips in a passionate kiss, ignoring the tingling, burning along his back as his lover raked his nails down his spine. Reaching between their bodies, he pumped Ken�s cock almost viciously.
A few more thrusts, and Ken came explosively; moving his mouth away from the kiss and biting savagely at Aya�s neck.
Going lax beneath him, Ken looked up at his lover; admiring the view.
Sweat was beading on Aya�s forehead, and his hair swung in time with each thrust; the red-head came shortly afterwards with a possessive growl that sounded suspiciously like, "Mine."
They lay still in each others arms until Aya slipped free of his body; and then they moved under the sheets - Aya divesting himself of his jumper and wiping them down with it as they did. He waited for Aya to finish wiping him and throw the jumper into the corner of the room, before pulling him down.
Snuggling close, he kissed the other man softly, "I might be yours you know," he whispered, raising a hand and tenderly tracing the bones in Aya�s cheek, "But you�re mine too."
"Ah." Aya replied with a smile, and together they drifted off into sleep.
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The door to the apartment opened and Youji stuck his head round. Deeming it safe, he took his hands off Omi�s ears and waltzed inside.
"Nah Youji-kun," Omi looked up at his taller friend, "Why did you do that to Ken-kun earlier?"
Youji grinned and winked at him over the top of his sunglasses, "Because my dear Omi - Ken pays well."
"What?" Omi couldn�t believe that was the truth, "Why would Ken pay you to make Aya jealous?"
Youji�s grin grew wider at Omi�s display of naive innocence; and impulsively he swept the boy up into a hug and ruffled his hair. Releasing him with a final squeeze he said, "I�ll tell you when you�re older bishonen."
"Mou Youji!" Omi stamped his foot, he hated it when Youji bought up his age, "Tell me now!"
"When you�re older!" Youji�s replied as he sauntered down the hall to the free bedroom for a nap.
Looking in the occupied one on his way, he grinned. Ken really had offered him a good deal - and when he collected on it, Omi would be in for a big surprise.
OWARI.
Authors Note: This bloody idea woke me up at 2.00AM with the line about Youji telling Ken he wasn�t seducing him - then when I tried to go back to sleep, the rest of the story appeared and wouldn�t leave me be until I got out of bed and found a pen and paper - and then even after that, it wasn�t satisfied until I turned the PC on and typed it up; so my apologies if it�s warped and crap - blame it on my muses�one down one to go�.now if only I could shut Yami up I could actually sleep!!
