Omi smiled to himself as he cheerfully made breakfast, flipping pancakes in the air and skillfully catching them in the pan he held. He was flipping two up again when two lanky arms wrapped around his waist possessively. Startled, Omi forgot the pancakes, and they fell to the floor.
"Nagi!"
The boy smirked from behind him.
"Good morning love, making breakfast?"
"Hai."
"Mmmm, I'm not in the mood for pancakes today..."
"Toast?"
"No..."
"How about cereal? We have Lucky Charms...."
Nagi's hands left his waist and started to trail lower.
"Koibito!"
"I think I want *you* for breakfast, Omi-chan," Nagi lazily trailed circles on Omi's thighs with his long fingers.
"N-N-Nagi!!! I'm hungry!!!" Omi pouted, though arched against his lover when those fingers traced closer to his growing arousal.
"I'll give you something to swallow," Nagi offered, licking his koi's smooth neck. He reached up to slowly lift Omi's t-shirt, digits brushing over a smooth, flat stomach, taut muscles, and pink nipples. He loved the gasp from Omi as the two pink nubs were brushed.
"Love," Omi panted,"If anybody wakes up..."
"They're all out today," Nagi affirmed proudly,"Sent them out on a fake mission. With the combined powers of me and Schuldich, we managed a pretty good Persia, plus Manx."
"Schuldich?!"
Nagi shrugged.
"He missed Youji. And he always wanted to see what it was like being Manx."
Now wanting to do other things than talk, the dark haired boy yanked off the golden haired boy's shirt, tossing it behind him carelessly. His fingers attacked Omi's creamy skin, leaving scorch marks from the heat of his touch. His mouth was sucking on his lover's shoulder, occasionally biting down to leave traces of what the two were doing.
Omi's head spun with passion, and he pressed back against his lover impatiently. He smiled at the strangled moan that came from Nagi, and the boy's hardness pressed against his back.
"And I thought you wanted pancakes."
Omi grinned,"This'll be better than pancakes. Besides, I know you can't keep your hands off of me."
Nagi smiled coyly, before turning Omi around and pushing him against the counter.
"Hop up koibito,"he commanded, and the blond complied. He was satisfied to see the bulge in Omi's pants, proof of his lust, and his fingers traced it. A whimper escaped Omi's lips, and arms wrapped around Nagi's neck, pulling him closer.
Smirking now, Nagi put his hands on either side of Omi, and then his mouth attacked the boy's chest. He worked his way down to a pink nub, and ran his tongue around it, and then over it. He sucked it in and then bit down on it, making Omi cry out in pleasure. He did the same to the other nipple, making Omi arch against his mouth. Hands dug into his chocolate locks, gently urging him downwards.
Nagi obeyed, his tongue brushing over sensitive stomach muscles, which tensed before relaxing. He reached the top of Omi's pants, and his teeth latched onto the zipper, slowly pulling it down with a snail-pace slowness.
"Nagi!!" Omi cried, hand tightening in his hair. The chocolate haired boy ignored him and undid the button. He slowly pulled down the pants, Omi lifting his hips to help. Once they were slid off, Nagi pulled off his koi's boxers swiftly. He feasted his eyes on Omi's bare body. His creamy skin, small yet slightly muscular chest, engorged cock, which was hard and dripping, proof of his lover's lust, and long, skinny, trembling legs.
"Nagi..." his lover panted, eyes half-lidded.
"Hai..." was all Nagi said, before lowering down to nuzzle Omi's erection. The blond groaned and arched up insistently. Nagi's hands went to his hips, holding him down firmly, not wanting to tire himself with telekinesis. He greedily licked up the dew beaded at the tip, causing the boy to whimper. The brunet then licked a warm, hot trail up Omi's manhood, and then swirled his tongue once again around the tip. The blond's cries and pleads were clouding Nagi's senses, making him harder if that was possible.
Omi clutched the edge of the counter, his eyes clenched shut, his head resting against the cabinets. All he could feel was Nagi's mouth, and the fire roaring inside of him, burning him, wanting more.
Nagi leisurely drew Omi's hardness into his mouth, his throat muscles massaging the tip. Omi screamed, wildly trying to buck up into that warm moisture, the sucking driving him crazy. But Nagi held him down firmly. He cried Nagi's name over and over again, making the other boy almost come in his pants. Omi's whole body set fire and his whole world was revolving around the moist suction. The pleasure swept through his body, into his veins, his head, his organs, everything relying on his lover.
Nagi started sucking harder, wanting the one thing he had craved since he had woken up. And with a loud yell of the brunet's name, he received it, Omi filling his mouth with his white hot passion. Nagi swallowed it all hungrily, not letting a drop escape his mouth.
Omi's passion filled eyes stared off into space, and his mouth hung open. Nagi jumped up onto the counter next to the boy, and rested his head on the blond's shoulder, his hand on the boy's thigh. But within a few minutes, after Omi had recovered from his climax, the blond pounced onto Nagi, straddling his lap. The brunet moaned as Omi rubbed against his trapped erection.
Teeth latched onto his ear.
"I never had breakfast Nagi-kun."
Nagi gasped as Omi suddenly disappeared, and looked around curiously. He saw Omi reach into the refrigerator, and search for something. His eyes feasted on the site of Omi's round ass, and the way the blond bent over to fish through the shelves. The hacker found what he wanted, and cleverly hid it behind his body, sauntering over to his koi. The blond set it down behind Nagi.
Before Nagi knew what was happening, he was pinned against the counter, Omi holding both of his wrists in one hand. His shirt was ripped off and so were his pants, both ripped articles littering the floor. When Nagi was completely bare, the blond licked his lips at the sight of the boy. Tousled brown hair, flushed face, creamy, smooth chest, hard, dripping arousal, trembling thighs, and long, smooth calves. He felt himself become hard again, and then saw Nagi's lust-filled eyes. He released Nagi's hands, and let them roam to the brunet's legs.
Omi rubbed the insides of Nagi's thighs, smirking as Nagi spread his legs as wide as they would go. The blond rewarded the telekinetic by brushing a finger over the boy's swollen manhood, causing Nagi to hiss and arch up. Omi jumped up and straddled Nagi's lap once again, and took out his hidden item. A cold, sticky substance was suddenly oozing down the brunet's chest, and he gasped at the feeling. An equally sticky, cold hand wrapped around his cock, pumping it. He moaned and thrust into the hand, while his fingers tangled in Omi's hair. The hacker lapped at the brownish-black goo, his tongue covering all of the brunet's body. The sweet smell reached Nagi's nose, and he looked over to see a bottle of Hershey's Chocolate Syrup sitting next to them, and knew he would never be able to see it without thinking of this again. But it was only a passing thought as the hand sped up, making Nagi's cries elevate. As Omi had felt earlier, Nagi was now feeling, elevating to new hights, almost reaching his pinnacle.
"Omi!!!!" he cried, thrusting into the hand wantonly, hands running the locks of spun gold. Omi continued attacking the boys chest, and when he found a hard, pink nipple, he took it into his mouth and bit down. As the boy did this, he squeezed Nagi's cock, and that was all it took for the brunet to climax, spilling his contents on himself, Omi, and the blond's hand. Spent, he rested his head on the cabinets behind him.
"Mmmm," Omi practically moaned, licking the chocolate from his lips. Nagi shivered at the look of pure lust still clouding those eyes. And it made him hard *again*.
Recovering from his orgasm, Nagi wrapped his arms around Omi, pulling their chests and arousal's together. They moaned and pressed together desperately, mouths meeting in a heated kiss. Tongues shot out of mouths and stroked each others, sparring and seeking. As they did this, Nagi reached over and grabbed the chocolate syrup, squeezing some onto his fingers. Once coated, he slid one hand around to Omi's round ass, pressing a single digit against the tight ring hidden there. The blond moaned into his lover's mouth, pushing his ass against the finger. Nagi slowly slid it into Omi's velvety tightness, stroking the warm haven. Omi tensed at first, but slowly relaxed, letting Nagi prepare him. Suddenly the digit struck something, and Omi thrust back wildly, wanting another warm jolt of pleasure like before. Nagi added a second finger, and then a third, stretching Omi to accommodate him.
The blond rocked against his fingers, and moaned into Nagi's mouth every time the boy's fingers struck his magic spot.
When Nagi was convinced Omi was ready, he slid his fingers out of his lover, and broke the kiss. The two panted, gazing at each other lustfully. Nagi lubricated his cock, and then put his slick hands on his koi's hips, slowly lowering the blond onto his erection. Omi bit his lip as Nagi's manhood entered his tight passage, the initial pain making him bite down onto his lip. When he was fully impaled on Nagi's cock, the brunet let him relax, even though all the telekinetic wanted to do was pound into him mercilessly.
When Omi relaxed, he opened his eyes to look at Nagi.
"I love you Nagi-chan," he whispered, wrapping his arms around Nagi's neck.
"And I love you too Omi-chan," was the affectionate reply. Nagi's hands came back to Omi's hips, slowly pulling them up, and then pushing them back down. Omi groaned as Nagi struck his sweet spot, molten pleasure shooting through his body. Nagi raised his hips again, quicker this time, slamming the blond down again. Soon Omi took over, raising his hips on his own, and dropping down onto Nagi's heated flesh, and repeating in a faster pace. The two continued, passion encompassing them in a spell of lust and love, nothing in the world mattering but each other. Omi continued to raise his hips up and slam them back down, his hands clutching the brunet's shoulders for balance. Nagi still had his hands loosely on Omi's hips, crying out everytime those throbbing walls clutched him possessively. The two quickened their pace even more, moaning and screaming.
"Ohhhhh Nagi!"
"Ohhhhh Omi!"
One of Nagi's hands snaked down to grasp Omi's cock, pumping it with a maddening pace. Omi tossed his head back, having a hard time focusing enough to keep going. Nagi's other hand tangled in his golden locks and pulled his lover's lips to his. The two let their tongues meet in a frenzy, pushing against each other and stroking. The taste of chocolate and Omi swirled together, making the two boys shiver.
Nagi's hand squeezed the blond's manhood, and Omi reached his pinnacle, moaning Nagi's name into his lover's mouth and climaxing violently. As he did the blond slammed down onto Nagi's cock again, the walls tightening around the heated flesh, making Nagi come as well. The two spent assassins tumbled to the counter, the cold surface meeting Nagi's slim back. The brunet slid himself out of Omi, letting the other boy rest on top of him. Chocolate syrup oozed all over their body, but neither cared. All that mattered was that they were together.
Suddenly, the door burst open.
"Oooooooooooooomiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!! Will you scoop some icecream into a bowl for me? We had a long day and I would really like--"Ken stopped in his tracks when he saw the two boys on the counter. Nagi smirked at him.
"Would you like chocolate syrup on that?"