Savage Heat
Authors note: Just to warn you, this is my first fic. There be yaoi and pointless smut below, and if you can�t handle that you probably shouldn�t be here in the first place. Sadly I do not own the Pet Shop characters, I�m only borrowing. I promise to return them only slightly wrinkled. Special thanks go to Eiko for helping be bunches. Enjoy!
/.../ = thoughts.
The ticking of the clock was slowly driving him crazy. Leon swore the clock got louder with each passing second, demanding impatiently for him to leave the station and go home. It had been four hours since his shift was over, but he was determined to stay put until finding a lead - no matter how small - on his newest case. /It doesn�t add up!/ the frustrated detective yelled inwardly, pulling lightly at the blue hair tie keeping his golden locks at bay. Defeated, he slammed a fist over the manilla folder that was the source of his frustrations.
�It makes no sense!� Leon yelled to the empty police station. With a sigh of agitation, Leon Orcot opened the case file for what seemed like the hundredth time that evening. He scanned over the pages of neatly written notes from the crime scene with aching blue eyes, expecting the paper to show him something new this time, something he had overlooked. But, it was always the same. The Kilburn family found dead in their beds, each with a bullet wound to the temple. There were no suspects, no fingerprints, no weapons. There was nothing.
The Kilburn family was your typical American family. A mom, a dad, a daughter and a son. Leon scoffed at a picture of them in front a Christmas tree, all of them smiling and happy. There they all were. Mrs.Kilburn, a dark haired, middle aged woman. Mr.Kilburn, a balding man with a slight beer belly. Their two dark haired children, and a..a..
�A birdcage!� Leon yelled, jolting in his seat. He looked down at the picture as if he had just accomplished the greatest feat known to man. �And when there�s a pet and a murder...there�s Count D!� Stomping his feet loudly as he stood, Leon grabbed his black jean jacket and hastily pulled it on while running anxiously out of the station and to his car. Not stopping to think that it was well into the late hours of the night and that D would be asleep by now, Leon hopped into his car. It took him a few tries to get the key into the ignition, and when he did the sound of the car starting startled him. Blinking, Leon shook his head. It would do him no good to loose his coherence now. He had to question D. He had to have the answers. Muttering nonsense words of encouragement, Leon looked behind him for a quick second and pulled out of his parking spot.
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When Leon reached the pet shop, he stared at the eerie set of red double doors that led to the pet shop. Turning his car off and stepping out, Leon jogged eagerly to the doors and tried to open them. Nothing. Grunting, the aggravated detective jerked the door with all his might, kicking it a few times for good measure. Still, the locks on the door would not give under Leon�s force. Gritting his teeth, Leon let go and stepped back a few feet. Parting his legs and turning to the side, he prepared to charge the door. Blue eyes narrowed as Leon eyed his target.
�One...two...three!� He closed his eyes and ran with as much speed as he could muster in his sleep-depraved state. Expecting to hit the doors and break them open, Leon was shocked to ram into something more delicate. Something soft. Something alive. A surprised cry fell from the lips of the person Leon had just attacked and his eyes snapped open wide as he felt both himself and the other tumble down the stairs in big thumps. Their landing was far from graceful and painless, but at least no one was seriously injured.
�What do you think you�re doing? Trying to break into my shop?� The person on the bottom accused, annoyance dripping from his voice. Leon cleared his garbled mind and looked up, his eyes meeting with visions of purple and gold. Leon hurried to untangle and distance himself from the Chinese store owner. Crossing his arms, Leon stood straight, glaring down at the man.
�What do you think you�re doing? Selling your freak creatures to an innocent family?!� He yelled back, his former frustrations in his office turning into blind rage. D blinked calmly as the detective yelled in his face, spittle slapping against his cheek every few words.
�I sold no pets to the Kilburn�s, detective. It is a pity. They seemed like such a nice family. It was all over the news, you see.� D answered calmly, wiping off his cheek with a delicate, pale hand. �You interrupted something, so if you don�t mind-�
�I�m not leaving until you tell me what you sold to them!� Leon pushed D back a few steps into the middle of the shop. He ignored, or maybe didn�t hear, the animals all hissing and snarling at him from there cages. D looked up at Leon and his breath caught in his throat when he gazed into the detectives bright eyes, which were darkening in hue due to anger. Shifting his gaze from Leon�s eyes, D focused on his lips next. Fighting the urge to lick his own, D clenched a fist as he watched the blonde�s lips move./I want...to kiss them../ he mused, ears deaf to the many questions and accusations rambling from the detective�s mouth.
�Calm down, my dear detective.� D admonished gently, taking Leon�s rapidly moving hands and moving them to rest at his sides. �I�ll make you a quick cup of tea.� D put one manicured finger to his lips as he looked around the room a moment in thought. �Ah.� He stumbled a bit away from Leon, looking for tea bags. Any excuse to get away from the detective. /The worst part is that he doesn�t know how much danger he�s in right now. Can he really be that dense?/
�I don�t think so, D. You�re coming with me to the station until I get a confession out of you.� Leon huffed, biting down on his lower lip to keep from yelling again. �You sold the Kilburn�s some sort of... thing...and it got them killed!� D sighed a bit and busied himself with making tea. His body twitched all over as he tried to resist staring at the adonis standing in his shop. He had been doing a good job of controlling himself until Leon, figuring D wasn�t paying attention, stomped up to the smaller man and yelled right into his ear from behind. /That�s it.../ D moaned inwardly. /I can bear it no longer./ Leaning up on tip toes, D turned and pressed his lips roughly against Leon�s, effectively silencing the noisy police detective. Moaning, D cupped the taller mans chin in a dainty but firm hand, holding him in place. For a few moments Leon stood frozen in place, then came back to his senses and pushed the Chinese man away.
�What the hell is wrong with you?� Leon spat, his voice quivering and he didn�t know with what. /You didn�t like that, Leon Orcot, you did not!/. But, he knew arguing with himself wouldn�t help. Leon could feel a rousing between his legs that already was begging to be relived. It had been too long for the detective. Leon ran a shaky hand through his messy blonde locks and clumsily stumbled a few steps back. Swiftly, D took two steps for every one Leon took and soon found himself pressed against the cops strong chest.
�It�s mating season, detective[1].� He purred, curling his arms like vines around Leon�s neck. �And you, my dear, interrupted my mating call. My only chance for another twenty-five years. Do you know how long that is to wait?� While he had been talking, D had been busy wrapping himself around Leon in any way possible. Long, thin legs twined themselves around Leon�s slim hips. His arms remained in place as he again stole a passionate kiss from the other. Blues eyes widened as D fought for, and easily won, access to Leon�s mouth, slipping his tongue inside to duel playfully with Leon�s own. They were both surprised to find that Leon�s tongue fought back, teasing as well. Letting go with one hand, D managed the most innocent of expressions while gently grabbing hold of the now more prominent bulge in Leon�s pants.
�Feels to me like you do know, detective.� He purred seductively. Leon whimpered when his throbbing volume was given a slight squeeze. Pouting, D uncoiled himself from Leon and pushed him lightly backwards. Leon backed into the arm of the couch and flailed his arms in a fruitless attempt to regain his balance. The blonde fell to the cushions softly and had no time to move before D set upon him. A predatory smile on his face, D pinned Leon�s muscular arms over his head and held them easily. Leaning down, he licked and nipped possessively at the confused detective�s neck.
�D, what are you-� He started, squirming. Blue eyes filled with confusion and a small bit of fright. Would D actually force Leon if Leon resisted?
�Hush, detective.� D soothed in the lowest of whispers. One well-manicured finger was gently placed over Leon�s mouth, silencing him. Quickly, D leaned down for a kiss. Said kiss lasted only a few seconds before a shaking Leon pushed the Asian man away.
�We shouldn�t, D. I�m not...I don�t like..� Leon sighed and turned his head to the side. It was a lie and he knew it. The glances he always snuck D�s way, how his blue eyes would wander to a suspects ass as he was cuffed. /Face it, Orcot....you are gay.../. The whole time Leon thought he was safe in his musings, but was jolted out of them by a small, comforting voice.
�Do not be afraid, dete- Leon.� D whispered gently, sliding back a bit to pull Leon to a sitting position. He encased the stiff man in strong but soft arms, holding him to the silky fabric of the cheongsam that covered his chest. Slowly, Leon loosened his muscles and rest contentedly on D. �It�s okay if you�re confused, and even scared. I can tell you are undecided in your preferences. Just spend this night with me, Leon. I promise to be gentle.� D accentuated his promise with a kiss to the back of Leon�s hand. On the outside, Leon showed no emotion, but inside his heart warmed - so to speak - and he swooned. After a few seconds, Leon tilted his head up and pressed his lips to D�s. He was tentative at first, as if it would burn, but when their lips met, he sighed happily and pressed lightly harder.
�Yes.� Leon muttered, his voice expressing the need he suddenly felt to be swept off his feet and loved. �Show me, D. Show me what it�s like.� D smiled and stood, holding Leon�s hands in each of his own. A tender smile graced his full, slightly parted lips, as he regarded his soon-to-be lover with love-filled eyes. Slowly, so as not to startle the delicate balance he and Leon had formed, D began to walk backwards towards his room. Leon blindly followed the other, staring into his mixed colored eyes. /So beautiful...and he�s going to be mine.../ he thought, possession and greed over the pet shop owner surfacing in his already overflowing pool of emotions.
Leon was led into a large room that smelled of sweet incense. The room was furnished with two fancy chairs, and a bed took up most of the space. It was covered quite generously with comforters and fluffy pillows. The dim lighting in the room added to the effect of a secret little den where he and D could be free. /Our little den...wait...why am I thinking this way?/. The detective chastised himself as D continued to lead him to the large bed. /This is a one-time thing, Leon. He only wants to show you what it�s like...and didn�t he mention something about it being his mating season? It makes no sense, but somehow...it feels right./
While Leon stared dumbly up at D, the smiling proprietor of the pet shop carefully deposited Leon onto his soft bed. The Asian man placed a soft kiss to Leon�s nose and slowly lowered himself to the bed as well. Timidly, Leon wrapped an arm around D�s waist. D, however, had something besides cuddling in mind. He practically slithered his way on top of the calm detective, a predatory smile on his face. Long, meticulously-manicured fingernails found their way underneath Leon�s white, cotton tee-shirt. They scratched playfully against the smooth, flawless skin of the other, only digging on enough to leave a thin, red trail along his skin. D cocked an eyebrow and Leon tensed when D�s fingers hit something rough. Leon started to sit up and move away, but D easily overpowered him and ripped the shirt in two from the inside. His mismatched eyes fell on a angry, pink scar. For a moment, D just stared. Leon�s pained whimper broke his trance and he looked up at him sympathetically. However, the blonde would not meet his gaze.
�Leon?� D asked softly, tenderly stroking the others cheek. Leon flinched away, and turned his head. �Hey, don�t be like it. It�s okay...what happened?�
�I was shot when I-� Leon cut off with a small groan of surprise and pleasure when D leaned over and carefully licked over the scar and slowly upwards. D smiled innocently before playfully taking on of the blonde�s nipples between his teeth. Leon moaned and fisted D�s dark, silky hair in one shaking fist. D let the tortured nub free and nuzzled Leon�s hand.
�I apologize, dear Leon. I have not the patience for foreplay this evening.� With that said, D pressed his lips to Leon�s in a bruising kiss and roughly ripped away the detective�s pants. Leon�s eyes widened slightly, but something inside him told him not to be afraid, and that D wouldn�t hurt him. Taking a few minutes to gain the nerve, Leon carefully worked D�s clothes from his body and tossed them in the general direction of where D had tossed what remained of his jeans. Quickly, the Asian had Leon pinned underneath him, kissing all over his neck and shoulders and all the while using his free hand to look for something under the many pillows tossed over the luxurious bed.
After a few seconds of the sweet kisses and searching, D produced a small tube from a hidden nook in the pillows. Leon paused, uncertain, and watched as D opened the tube and squirted a generous amount of its contents on his fingers. The detective became quite a bit more uncertain when he watched his soon-to-be lover apply the lotion to his rock hard shaft. Leon�s gaze lowered to said shaft and nearly whimpered. That was supposed to fit in him? He shifted and bit his lip.
�Uh, D, are you sure you-� He started, getting more nervous each second. D only smiled, and Leon�s fears instantly melted away. Blue eyes were attracted to, and then stuck on, D�s mismatched orbs and he smiled back.
�Leon,� D purred, gently pulling Leon�s legs apart and nestling himself between them. �This will hurt you, and I am sorry. I just cannot wait any longer...� Using one soft hand to cover Leon�s mouth, D bit harshly into Leon�s neck and thrust into him at the same time. The detective screamed against the hand, struggling to get free.
�Don�t fight it, Leon!� A voice filled with lust hissed in Leon�s mind as D suckled at freshly bleeding wound at his neck. The Chinese man thrust calmly at first, but gained depth and speed with the more blood that past his lips. Leon�s body soon stopped struggling, and he fell into a calm, but somewhat hazy state.
With each thrust, Leon now moaned, arching his lean body and thrusting back, impaling himself ever deeper onto the others length. Finally, D let his teeth go from Leon�s neck, allowing blood to dribble down his neck in a single line. Moaning back, D moved his hands to grip so tightly to Leon�s hips, neither one had doubt the skin would bruise.
�Leon...LEEEon!� D hissed in the others ear, each thrust now accompanied by a lust-full pant. Leon answered D�s hiss with a mantra of D�s name and a plea for release. Taking pity upon his prey, D took Leon�s mouth in a passionate and sloppy kiss full of dueling tongue, and rammed against that spot inside his mate that would make him see stars. After being rewarded with a scream of pleasure, D continued to thrust against that spot, each time a little rougher than the last.
�D, I�m gonna...Oh, Gods, I�m gonna-� Leon moaned D�s name loudly as he finally found the completion and shot his seed against D�s chest. A few more deep thrusts and D soon joined in the euphoria. As one, they panted and wrapped their sweaty limbs around each other, neither one willing or ready to let go.
�Leon, are you okay?� D inquired in the softest of whispers. He slowly drew himself out of the other, sighing when he spotted a thin trail of blood leaking from the blonde man. �Oh, Leon...I didn�t mean to.� He leaned up and kissed him gently. Leon sighed into the kiss and cuddled close to D�s chest. His cloudy blue eyes slowly started to drift shut, and D hummed softly to him to encourage his resting. As he drifted off, Leon felt D pull blankets tightly around them and reach over to turn off the lights.
�Rest well, Leon...� D whispered. �You�ll really need it later...�
Fin
[1]- I�ve read in quite a few places that D is some sort of creature called a kami. Since animals go into heat, why should D be any different?
Author�s note: Yay, my first fic! Thanks for reading! Reviews and constructive criticism are always welcome, so drop a line if you want. =^.^=
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