Omi tried to focused his whole being on the one paper that was half finished in front of him. It was a completely pointless paper all together, done on The Republic of Congo for their African unit in school. It was for his whole grade and...Aquamarine eyes, chocolate colored hair, perfect body....Why did he have to do this again?
"Because you need good grades. Now stop lying around and type!" Yohji's voice drifted over from where the blond man was sprawled out on their couch, trying to get a couple hours of sleep in. Omi rolled his eyes, and pretended to be typing, when he was actually waiting for the play boy to doze off. When he heard the soft snore from the tall man's spot, he closed the laptop and snuck up stairs, eyes darting around nervously.
Seeing nobody, the hacker slid out the front door, and his hair raised when he heard yelling.
"HE'S GONE AGAIN!!!" he could hear Yohji's irritated yell.
"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE WATCHING HIM!!!" came Ken's voice.
"Urasai!!!! Find him bakas!!!"
There were some crashing noises, and Omi found it smart to run. He bolted off down the street, and dashed down a familiar path. He reached a large, scarlet, all together fancy hotel that towered over him in pride. The hacker swiftly walked into it, waving the one of the workers.
"Hello Omi-kun."
He smiled and bowed slightly, before reaching the elevator. Jumping into it, he saw his three team mates stumble in through the doors and trip over each other. When they spotted him, the blond boy smirked and waved to them as the doors slowly slid shut.
"How does he do that?" Yohji sighed.
"*Why* does he do that?" Ken sighed.
"Hn. He's never going to finish his report," Aya sighed.
"Ah-hem. If you don't mind, you're scaring the guests."
The three sent death glares at the poor worker, and the boy ran off in fear.
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A knock made Nagi's eyes light up, and he jumped up from his desk, skipping over to the door. And, much to his delight, outside stood his nervous lover. Yanking the door open, Nagi gave him a seductive smile.
"Ohayo Omi-kun."
The blond smiled cheerfully and gave him a light hug, his eyes still looking around nervously.
"Anyone here?"
"No. Anyone coming?"
"Most likely."
The brunet pulled Omi into the penthouse, and locked the door. Omi sighed in relief and leaned against the wall.
"They're monitoring me now," he said, looking over at Nagi sadly. The brunet wrapped his arms around the boy and sighed.
"It was bound to happen one day or another. The only thing we can do is try to keep losing them ne?" at the blond's nod, Nagi smiled,"Gomen nasai koibito, I'm causing so much trouble for you..."
"No!! No no no!!" Omi buried his face into the boy's small chest,"Without you I would have gone crazy by now. I love you! And if it takes me running away to get to you, so be it."
Nagi kissed the boy's soft golden locks.
"I love you too. And I've missed you."
Omi looked up and smiled. The two boys looked into each other's eyes for a while, before slowly leaning in to kiss each other. It started gently, barely a kiss. Nagi pressed Omi back against the wall, and deepened the kiss. They broke off for air, but only for a second, and then their lips attached again. Their eyes slid closed, and their tongues slid out. They stroked and sparred, exploring familiar spaces in each other's mouths.
The brunet took his lover's arms and curled one long fingered hand around both wrists, lifting them above the blond's head. He then pressed their bodies together, their growing arousals brushing against one another. A gasp escaped the two youths, and Nagi left Omi's mouth to start sucking on his jaw. The blond boy squirmed around, causing their erections to grind together. They moaned in unison, and Nagi's sucking intensified, moving down to the hacker's smooth neck.
Omi continued to squirm, trapped under his lover's hold. Nagi growled and sunk his teeth into Omi's neck, leaving a red mark. Omi yelped in surprised, and then sighed as the brunet smoothed it out with his tongue. Nagi broke away from his teasing, and the fire in his eyes made Omi shiver.
"Omi..."
"Nagi..."
Understanding each other, the two boys half-ran half-walked down the hallway, and into the brunet's bedroom. A bed, chair, desk, and nightstand were the only things in the room. Omi started to head towards the bed, when Nagi grabbed his wrist. The blond blinked in surprise.
"Nani?"
The brunet smirked lustfully and pulled Omi over to the desk. He cleared it off, and pushed the blond down onto in.
"I want you here, koibito," Nagi purred, and Omi blushed. But he didn't protest one bit. Nagi put his hands on the blond's knees and parted them. He then slid between them, pressing their bodies together. Omi wrapped his legs around the telekinetic's waist, bringing their heated arousals into contact. The two moaned again, and thrust against each other. Nagi caught Omi's mouth in a wet kiss, as he started to slide up the hacker's t-shirt. His fingers ghosted over the creamy skin, making his lover shiver. He then broke the kiss to pull the shirt off, tossing it onto the bed.
Omi's worry about the other Weiß members was long forgotten, and he was completely ingrossed in Nagi's touch, gasping as the brunet ran his hands over his pink nipples. The telekinetic broke the kiss to move his head down, licking down the boy's muscular chest. Omi's hands dug into his lover's hair, and he cried out in pleasure as Nagi rolled one of his nipples between his teeth.
Nagi pinched the other one with one of his hands, and Omi writhed around helplessly under him. The brunet stopped his ministrations to pull Omi's hands out of his hair, and pinned them to his sides. The telekinetic resumed what he was doing, licking the hard nubs and smooth chest. Omi thrashed around, still arching against his lover.
"Nagi...."
The brunet shivered at the way the blond moaned his voice, and slowly moved lower, down to the top of Omi's shorts. The large bulge there told Nagi all he needed to know, and he let Omi's hands go to unbutton the pants. Big mistake. The blond's hands latched into his hair again, pushing the brunet's face down. Nagi, not liking this, sat up, and grabbed Omi's hands. The boy then slid open one of the drawers in the desk, and rummaged through it. He pulled out a roll of velvet ribbon, and slid the drawer shut.
Omi blinked at it, and raised an eyebrow. Nagi shrugged innocently.
"I was saving it for another time, but now's as good as any time ne koibito?"
Nagi winked at the blushing boy, and tied the velvet around the blond's wrists. Not tight enough to hurt, just to bind them together. He then jumped off of Omi and trailed the ribbon under the desk and back around, sufficiently pinning Omi's hands above his head. Nodding in approval, the brunet resumed his spot. His eyes burned bright at the sight of the writhing blond, utterly helpless now, but smirking at him seductively.
"Never figured you a bondage lover Nagi-chan," Omi purred. Nagi blushed, and then glared at him.
"Never though you would like bondage Omi-chan,"was his reply, before he resumed his place between Omi's legs.
He pulled down the zipper of the blond's shorts, and then undid the button. When Omi raised his hips, the brunet swiftly yanked off the shorts, tossing them next to the shirt.
Nagi raised an eyebrow when he found no boxers under the shorts. Omi winked at him, and the brunet shook his head.
"Hentai."
The telekinetic put two hands on Omi's hips, effectively holding them down. He then bent down to lick a warm, shivering trail up the underside of Omi's cock. The blond hissed and tried to arch up, but Nagi held him firmly. The brunet swirled his tongue around the tip, tasting the dew beaded there. He then took the whole tip in, sucking on it greedily. Omi moaned and cried out and screamed, most likely letting all of the hotel know his pleasure. Nagi slowly took all of Omi into his mouth, sucking on the heated flesh mercilessly. His hands left Omi's hips to pinch the boy's nipples. The blond's legs wrapped around his shoulders and the hacker thrust into Nagi's mouth, the moist suction driving him insane. Nagi reached into the drawer again and shifted through handcuffs, chocolate syrup, whip cream, ribbon, a matching pair of velvet cat ears and tail, leather boots and a riding crop, and began to wonder how big this drawer really was. But he finally found what he was looking for, and twisted open the cap, pouring some of the lotion onto his hand. The brunet then maneuvered his hand under Omi, and teased that tight ring he soon wished to enter. The blond whimpered as his hypersensitive body came closer to the edge, Nagi driving him towards his climax.
Nagi slowly inserted one finger into his lover, feeling the hacker tense immediately. The telekinetic slowly moved around the digit, and Omi began to relax, and then Nagi struck something that cause Omi to scream and buck up. Nagi hit it again and Omi reached his pinnacle, crying out once more before filling his lover's mouth with his white hot passion. Nagi swallowed it greedily, and then moved up to kiss his panting koi. He inserted another finger as their tongues met, the taste of Omi swirling around in their mouths.
Nagi added a third finger, stretching Omi. The blond squirmed around on the digits, trying to push them in deeper. He cried out every time they struck his sweet spot, and Nagi was intoxicated with the blond.
"Tell me koibito, tell me."
Omi opened his passion clouded eyes to look up at the brunet, smiling.
"I-I-I love you Nagi...ohhhhh," he pushed back on the fingers more, rocking against them.
"Again, please, Omi," Nagi pleaded, nuzzling the blond's neck. He had spent so many nights alone, no one caring whether he died or not. He needed this angel to promise him, to tell him, to swear he belonged to him.
"I love you Nagi!! Forever! And that will *never* change, because you are the most important thing to me," Omi sobbed, arching against the long digits.
"Tell me who you belong to Omi," Nagi's husky voice whispered, pulling his fingers out of the boy. The hacker cried out at the loss, but saw the brunet lubricating himself.
"You. I belong to you forever, Nagi, just as you will always belong to me."
Nagi moaned at his lover's words, and kissed him roughly. The blond replied hungrily, and felt Nagi's erection press against his throbbing entrance. He felt the brunet gently thrust into him, and tensed. Nagi stopped and waited for him to get used to the feeling. The telekinetic shifted slightly, and hit his sweet spot. Omi bucked up wildly, the pain disappearing and leaving a mind numbing pleasure in it's place.
When Nagi knew Omi was ready, he slid out slightly, and pushed back in. He angled so he would hit Omi's sweet spot, and knew he had when Omi moaned and arched up. Nagi pulled out a little more and thrust in faster, repeating it. Omi soon was growing aggravated by the brunet's slow pace, and voiced it when their lips parted.
"Nagi, PLEASE!!! Harder! Harder!" he sobbed, arching up when Nagi entered him again. The telekinetic obeyed, speeding up his pace and starting to pound into the boy. Omi moaned and screamed his name, begging for more. Nagi pounded into his lover, loving the sounds erupting from the blond. Soon he was thrusting so hard Omi slid up slightly, almost hitting his head again the wall the desk was pressed against. Nagi reached between them to wrap one of his slick hands around Omi's erection, pumping and squeezing it. The blond cried out even louder and arched up painfully, his back forming an arc shape. Nagi's other hand started pinching Omi's nipples, and he slammed into Omi's sweet spot. The blond soared over his pinnacle, climaxing violently. As he did Omi's throbbing passage tightened around Nagi's cock, making the brunet scream and come as well.
Nagi callapsed on top of the hacker, their bodies slick from the sweat covering the smooth skin.
"Who needs homework," Omi said through pants,"when you can use a desk for other such *interesting* things?"