Sweet and Sour | By : Petya Category: Gundam (all others) > General Views: 2437 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gundam series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
A/N: In
this place I’ll be putting my stand-alone lemons. I don’t know how often I’ll
write such but still I think it will be easier for me to have them in one
place. The warnings I put in the summery are general, but I’ll be adding the
specific ones for each story in the warning.
Pairings:
Athrun x Kira
Disclaimer:
I don't own anything of Gundam SEED. :( You would have been getting a lot of
what is in this story in the anime if I did.
Warnings:
NC-17 This fanfic contains male/male relationship(s). Hardcore lemon of two
humping males. Don’t like it, don’t read it, you’ve been warned. Kira and
Athrun are a bit playful and out of character, but they were together for a lot
of years, so I assume they grew to have some more ‘interesting and intimate’
habits. The stuff is very descriptive and kinky, so beware.
Specific
warnings for this lemon: PWP, YAOI, Anal, Bondage, D/s, Lemon, Oral
Comments:
This was meant to be a Christmas present for all of you who enjoy such fics,
but I didn’t finish it in time. Still let it be a belated Christmas present and
I hope you spent the holidays unforgettably. Merry belated Christmas. The chapter was edited by Mat, for which I am grateful.
Sweet
Christmas
Dedicated
to Roland, for the inspiration and
because
he loves chocolate. I managed not to include Ayato,
you know, though the temptation was great
C.E.
78.12.25 03:42
Kira and
Athrun hated parties, or at least they thought so, but they found out that they
had rather enjoyed that one. Cagalli had never been much of the girly type, but when
it came to throwing out grand balls she had outdone herself. She had decided
that that Christmas would be celebrated differently and had organized a masque.
So till soon all of the important persons in ORB (and not only, since people from EAF
and PLANT had also been invited and present) had been gathered in the enormous ball
hall in the Residential Palace. But now the party had ended and the ones that
had remained were the old gang that had somehow survived the war.
It was
strange how in the last 7 years they had put aside all the pain and bitterness,
the losses and broken illusions, the childhood, which had been cut short and undesired fame to
turn into a group of friends. A group of people who shared a common past and
dreamt of the same future.
They were all
slightly drunk, but no one was really unable to control his senses.
They were a big crowd – Cagalli, Lacus, Kira, Athrun, Miriallia, Murrue,
Andorew Bartfeld, Neumann – who all lived in ORB – then Yzak and Dearka who
were now part of the Supreme Council on PLANT and rarely had the time to come
down on Earth.
Kira and
Athrun discovered that it was nice to hold each other while they danced, not
that they were that good dancers, but they didn’t really care about anything
except enjoying the feeling of one another. It would soon be five years and they
still felt each touch, each kiss as perfect and new as those they had first
shared back when they were simply trying to find out what exactly drew them to
each other and whether that ‘thing’ was love, lust or just confused feelings of
friendship. But they had realized it was something more. They had come to
understand that they needed each other more than they needed air. That they
were the two halves of a whole.
There were
not a lot of them, but enough. And they all were now sitting around the small
Christmas tree in Cagalli’s apartment watching the small mountain of presents
that awaited their recipients.
They looked
at each other considering doing everything properly, as in the one who brought
the present giving it to the one it was intended for, but then they shook their
heads dismissing the idea. There was no fun in that, so they just grinned
deviously and everyone started grabbing the boxes and packets with his or her
name on and soon pieces of wrapping flew all over the place.
As they
finished, leaving around a mess that would definitely cause a heart attack to
the maid that would have to clean it, they all ended up with ridiculous and
childish presents that sent them laughing and rolling on the floor.
“Did anyone
notice that Athrun and Kira didn’t have presents for each other?” Cagalli
raised her voice to be heard in the commotion.
The two in
question looked at each other and slight blush coloured their faces, but then
they shrugged, grinned mischievously at each other and locked
lips in a passionate kiss, that sent all the girls giggling and the boys
pretended to gag.
However as it
often happened they forgot about their surrounding drowning in the pleasure of
the other’s taste and they started to grope at their bodies. Only when they
were out of breath did they break their hug and noticed that everyone was
mocking them.
“I doubt
you’ll want to witness the kind of presents we like to give to each other,
unless you are much more hentai, than we expected!” Athrun held his lover in a
tight hug as he said that. Kira only nodded, not even blushing this time. The
others just smiled and started to comment exactly what kind of ‘presents’ the
couple would share once they were alone.
C.E.
78.12.25 6:17
“We are home…
Finally!” Kira stretched his hands as he spun around himself and danced around
the living-room. His head got dizzy and he bumped into Athrun sending both of
them on the floor, the brunet landing on top of his lover. Athrun instinctively
held him and they rolled, their bodies rubbing against each other chasing away
the slight sleepiness they had previously felt to replace it with the rising
flames of desire.
“You know…”
said Kira after a long lingering kiss “I think it is time you received your
Christmas present.”
With that he
rose from the floor and went to the kitchen. Athrun watched him with amusement,
wondering what type of a present would be kept in the kitchen, but his question
got no answer since whatever Kira had retrieved from there was safely hidden in
a bag. The brunet then reached for his lover’s hand and slowly led him to their
bedroom.
“Kira, it’s
not that I mind having you in here with dirty intentions in mind, but do you mind telling
me, what are you planning?” Started the blue-haired Coordinator, when no sooner
had they entered the spacious room they used to sleep and mostly to do other
much more pleasant activities in, that his amethyst-eyed beloved undressed and
reached for the clothes that covered the perfect smooth skin of Athrun’s body.
His experience over the past few years had taught him that when his partner took the
initiative, he could expect anything, absolutely anything. Man, and to
think that in most cases Kira was the uke in their make out sessions. But when
he got ‘aggressive’ he tended to do all that kinky stuff that Athrun really
liked, but always got surprised by. Being calm and sometimes even shy on the
outside, Kira had proved to be rather inventive and naughty in bed once he
loosened a bit.
“Now this is
part of your present, or should I say our present, because I will most
certainly enjoy this as much as I hope you will.” With those words the older
boy dragged his partner to the bathroom.
Athrun
decided that whatever his lover had in store for them, he would just wait and
enjoy it, so he just went with the flow. It was Kira’s show after all, his job
was to participate and enjoy and, boy, he was going to.
Kira set the
temperature of the water and pulled his beloved under the hot and refreshing
stream. Athrun readily complied as he drank in the beautiful sight of Kira’s
lithe body and the small drops that moved across the perfect and soft skin that
his fingers burned to touch and explore. He grabbed the soap and started to run
it over the tanned silky skin that entranced him.
Kira did the
same and for a little while they just enjoyed the feeling of the other’s hands
on their bodies, but soon the desire started to grow too intensive and they dropped
the bars of soap and embraced under the hot streams of water kissing
passionately, their hands buried in their wet locks as they tried to draw the
head and lips of each other as close as physically possible. Tongues explored
the warm wet caves of their mouths, battling and withdrawing. Breathing was set
aside for some other time, much less needed that the perfect feeling of
pleasure that the kiss brought.
When they
separated out of breath and panting with desire they looked at each other with
hazy glazed eyes that spoke of the intense arousal that overwhelmed their bodies.
“I want you,
Kira. Now!” Whispered Athrun and one of his hands reached for the already fully
engorged member of his partner. Long fingers brushed hungrily the piece of
flesh, but before Athrun got the opportunity to encircle it in his hand Kira
reached and grabbed his wrist.
“Not just
yet. It’s my show! You’ll wait!” With that he pulled his lover out of the
shower and back to their bedroom. Their wet bodies shivered slightly when they
stepped out of the warm embrace of the water, but the desire that burned inside
them soon overcame the shivering.
“Lie face down on the bed!” Said Kira as he reached for the bag that contained Athrun’s
present. His lover did as he was told, resting his chin on his folded on the
pillow arms, but sulkily added.
“But I won’t
be able to see you that way!” He turned his face towards his partner, watching
the play of his muscles under the skin as the boy bent to retrieve the content
of the bag.
“Well, you’ll
feel me, ain’t it enough?” Responded Kira and turned around with a small tube
in hand.
“Of course it
is not!” Exclaimed the blue-haired boy. “I love the sight of you, especially
when you go naughty!”
“Fine! You
know, you do act as a 13-year-old sometimes!” Kira sighed, went to his part of
the wardrobe and took out something big and rectangular wrapped in red paper.
He gave it to Athrun and said “I was planning to use this for New Year’s
celebration, but I guess I’ll just make use of it now. Here!”
Athrun
unwrapped his present and his eyes lightened as he saw what it was and some
interesting ideas, where the object played a significant role, passed through
his mind. He stored them for future exploration. After all it would be his most
pleasurable obligation to return the favour and invent a new and intriguing
bed-game the next time. But now he was just content. His present turned out to
be a big three wing mirror that could get attached to the bedposts of their
bed. Talk about originality, Kira had indeed outdone himself this time.
“Now, this is
much better.” He said as he fixed the mirror.
“Then lie and
let me get started” Snapped his lover with a mischievous smile.
“All right. I
wonder what the others would say if they saw how bossy you turn when we are
alone. I guess I’ll be declared your ‘wife’ and I’ll never hear the end of it.”
Mocked Athrun.
Kira didn’t
answer, but just kneeled on the bed and then sat on his own legs, taking one of
his lover’s and placing it the small furrow between his thighs. Then he
squeezed some of the bottle’s content in his palm and rubbed his hands before
he began to apply the substance on Athrun’s skin. Slight smell of lilies filled
the room and the emerald-eyed Coordinator sighed at the combined sensual
treatment – his favourite aroma (no one save Kira knew that he adored such a
feminine smell) and his lover hands massaging his foot. The calloused skin on
Kira’s fingers rubbed sensuously the lower side of his foot pressing and
massaging sending waves of pleasure through all his body. It was strange that the
blue-haired boy had never noticed how erogenous his feet could be, but trust
that Kira would.
Athrun
watched in the mirror as well felt as his beloved working on his foot and
then Kira started to move upwards starting to massage his calf. Feeling of expectation
filled him as he imagined the moment the brunet would reach his thighs and
buttocks. But as he reached the knee of the first leg, Kira let it go and started
to give the other the same treatment. Athrun sighed and suppressed his moans of
disappointment. Kira was obviously set for a long and teasing foreplay when the
younger boy was all ready to move ahead to the actual action. He lay down and
enjoyed the feeling of Kira’s hands rubbing the aromatic oil in his skin.
The brunet
loved the soft shudders that went through his lover’s body as he massaged and
pressed the skin and the muscles beneath. He knew that Athrun would soon begin
to tremble uncontrollably, the boy was very easy to arouse and teasing him
after that sometimes turned into a fine game of balance between pleasure and
sadism, a game which both of them enjoyed. And Athrun did love to return the favour
quite often.
The
amethyst-eyed boy’s hands moved up and started to rub the oil into the
sensitive skin of the inner side of Athrun’s thighs making the boy pant and
fist the pillow that supported his head. But before Kira reached high enough to
make things really interesting and heated, he removed his hands and the
sensitized skin felt cold and lonely.
The
amethyst-eyed Coordinator followed with dilated pupils as Kira lowered his head
and took his big toe between his teeth then bit it slightly sending waves of
liquid electricity through Athrun’s neurons. Then the brunet traced his tongue
from the tip of the toe to the heel and up the calf to the back of the knee
where he started to lick and suck drawing soft moans from his lover.
Before Athrun
could recover from the sensual overload he felt something cold on his back and
Kira’s hands started to massage and spread the lily scented oil into the skin of
his back. Everywhere the hands touched a kiss followed and then a lick or a
bite.
Athrun’s
arousal that had long since swollen was now uncomfortably squeezed between the
bed and his own weight. He tried to shift and turn on his side or back, but
Kira sat on him and pressed him further in the mattress, his own arousal
caressing Athrun’s back and making his skin prickle. Both boys shuddered at the
sensation and moaned in pleasure. Athrun had a hard time suppressing his
instinct to overthrow his lover and then have his way with him roughly and quickly, but it
was Kira’s show and he would suffer all the pleasurable torture that he would
be subjected to. For as long as he could and felt like it though, he wouldn’t
like to let his uke think he could be in control for too long…
“Stay still,
I’ll be right back” said Kira as he lifted his weight off the blue-haired boy
and went for the bag once again this time not retrieving anything, but rather
taking it with him. The other boy raised an eyebrow at the order but refrained
from comments or actions. His time would come…
Kira sat on
the end of the bed and Athrun saw his beloved taking out some bottle or what
looked like one. Then with a sudden movement and after a spraying sound the boy
on the bed felt something on his skin and he saw in the mirror that Kira had
sprayed whipped cream on him and had now retrieved a bowl of strawberries and
another bottle with still unknown to him content and had them ready. Then the
brunet artistically arranged some strawberries in the cream and lifted the
other bottle to spill its content atop of the sweet feast that was served on
Athrun’s skin. It proved to be chocolate topping – Kira’s favourite. Athrun’s
mouth watered and he saw his lover lick his lips in anticipation.
Once the
‘delicacy’ was prepared the boy started to lick it making sure he touched
Athrun’s skin each time he took a bit of it and making noises of pleasure and
delight. Athrun have never felt anything as erotic in his life. Kira had indeed
thought up a fine Christmas present, though one that made the boy pant in
expectation and suppressed desire.
Soon the sweet
dessert was over and Kira finally said. “You may turn on your back now, I want
to touch your front.” Athrun’s eyes dilated even further at the images that his
imagination provided and the amount of opportunities the position allowed for.
“But you are not allowed to touch me!,” he added. He quickly
complied settling comfortably on his back putting his hands under his head as
he wondered how much more would Kira stretch the borders of his patience and
willingness to play the submissive and would he be ready to face what would be
coming to him if Athrun decided he had had enough of this.
His mind
drifted off these thought as he felt Kira spray cream on him. A look down
towards his chest showed a nice line that went from his left nipple down to his
groins. And Kira was making a second one from the other nipple towards the same
target. Some strawberries were quickly added to the white and sweet foam and
them his whole chest was covered with chocolate topping. And then Kira bent…
… and licked
his right nipple making the small bud erect and eager for more. Then he took it
in his mouth and sucked gently. Athrun’s back arced at the sensation and a
muffled moan escaped his lips. It was getting better and worse at the same
time. Better as in more and more erotic and arousing and worse – because he
wondered for how long he would resist the temptation to swift their positions and
burry himself deep in Kira’s tightness. His hands clenched in fists as he fought
his desires.
Kira finished
with the first nipple and moved to the other to give it the same treatment.
Once he was done he started to lick and suck his way down across the
blue-haired boy’s chest and abdomen, taking his time to lick thoroughly and
devotedly each drop of cream, chocolate and each strawberry making sounds of extreme
pleasure and licking his lips teasingly while watching his lover in the eyes.
He reached
Athrun’s belly-button where a big and succulent strawberry awaited his
attention, but instead of taking it in his mouth he just circled it with his
tongue making the skin around prickle and the lying beneath abdominal muscles
to tense.
Kira had so
far not used his hands, only his mouth and tongue, using the hands to support
his weight in such a manner that only his lips and tongue touched Athrun, but
now he started to trace his fingertips ever so slightly barely touching the
soft and silky skin. The green-eyed Coordinator reached up with his body, but
Kira placed a firm hand and stopped his advance upwards. “Don’t move, just
feel!”
“Kira!” The
voice was strained and showed that its owner was very close to losing his
control. “I’m warning you. You are testing my patience!”
“Oh, I am
really afraid. I thought that you are better at controlling you desires!”
Mocked him his lover and slightly brushed his hand over Athrun’s arousal making
the boy jump. Kira smiled and teased some more as his fingers played touching
and withdrawing “Something so innocent wouldn’t make the tough Athrun Zala lose
control now, would it?”
Then before
his lover could answer he swiftly grabbed the cream and spayed some of it on
Athrun’s member. The other boy just watched as Kira slowly bent his head
opening his lips. He could almost feel them even before they touched him. But
Kira changed his direction in the last moment and sucked in the strawberry in
the boy’s navel hard, causing a hickey to appear. Athrun hissed between
clenched teeth.
Then Kira
moved down and licked the tip of his lovers tempting arousal. The blue-haired
Coordinator couldn’t suppress the bucking of his hips as he sought the feeling
of Kira’s hot mouth around his swollen flesh.
The brunet
continued to lick leisurely the sweet cream tracing his tongue up, down and
around the whole length of Athrun’s manhood until it was cleaned from the last
molecule of cream.
During that
fine treatment the green-eyed boy fisted and pulled the material of the bed
sheets and tried not to forget to breath.
Kira lifted
his head and smiled at his lover licking his lips tentatively. A quick glance
down showed him a few drops of precum on the tip of the toy he had just stopped
teasing and he brushed it with a finger and tasted it.
“You know,
you taste better than any cream, chocolate or strawberries!” He stated watching
Athrun in the eyes. “But maybe I should check once more, just to be sure.” He
continued and took another hold of the cream.
But before he
could blink a firm hand snapped and stopped his.
“I guess,
it is time I made some assessment of what tastes better, you or
the cream.” Came a husky but firm statement form his lover.
“But I am not
yet through.” Pouted the brunet and made puppy eyes at Athrun. “It’s my show,
remember? You are not to touch me! Now lie back down!”
“It was
your show. Now, it’s mine!” And with that he shut Kira up with a hot demanding
kiss as he shifted, forced his lover to lie on the bed and pressed him down. Then Athrun locked
his hands above his head with one of his own. The kiss grew hungry and dominating.
And before Kira could react he heard a strange clicking sound and felt
something restricting his hands. A glance up and back showed fur-lined handcuffs
that cuffed his wrists and the chain – rather long compared to the standard
ones – encircled one of the bars of the bedpost. He turned his attention to
Athrun who was now hovering above him with the infamous bottle of hot chocolate
in hand and a very cunning smile that promised a hell of a torture.
“What is the
meaning of this? Where did you get those?” He shook the cuffs to indicate what
he referred to and they rang in the silent room.
“Now, Kira,
why do you think you were the only one who had prepared something
slightly different for tonight?” Athrun bent over Kira’s face and licked his
earlobe before sucking on it. Kira shifted in a futile attempt to run away from
the pleasurable feeling, but his lover bit his teeth and the brunet was forced
to stay calm if he didn’t want to get his ear torn. And if honestly he was
enjoying what was done to him. It was that he wanted to lead the show till the
very end. Athrun didn’t let him do that often. And it seemed he wouldn't do it now either. “I had these under the pillow, I decided it was time to use them and
got them. Now let’s make you suffer a little from the desperate need to control
yourself. And you won’t be touching me!” He smiled soundly at the last remark and
caressed Kira’s wrists around the cuffs.
“Lets see how
much chocolate I can eat from your beautiful and luscious body that is now all
mine to do whatever I feel like with.” Kira felt drops of the topping fall on
his neck, chest and groins and small streams started to form and gather into
pools around his navel and some just dropped on the sheets leaving brown and
sticky spots. Not that any of the boys cared about the spots.
Athrun took a
strawberry and soaked it in the chocolate around Kira’s belly-button, then he
lifted it towards his mouth but instead of eating it he just held it between
his lips and bent to feed his lover with it. The funny feeding ended in another
passionate kiss that tasted of them, chocolate and strawberry.
The kiss left
Kira panting and fighting for air.
Athrun moved
down to his chin and neck licking and sucking the chocolate, stopping here and
there to bite the soft flesh.
When he
reached Kira’s nipples the boy’s chest was rising and descending rapidly and
the moans from his mouth were now turned into one constant panting plea for
Athrun to stop or to continue - even he didn’t know which was it.
Soon all the
chocolate on Kira’s chest and stomach was licked clean leaving only that which
was on and around his groins. By that moment the brunet was tossing his head
left and right on the pillow, his eyes hazy and unseeing, his senses
concentrated on the wonderful harassment Athrun was providing.
The younger
boy bent his head and started to lick the topping that was around his lover’s
member, his hair caressing the swollen and trembling flesh making it even more
aroused and firm. Kira’s hips pushed up unconsciously his spine arced as he
sought more and more pleasure.
When a hot
moist kiss was planted on the tip of his cock Kira jumped up and the cuffs rang
like Christmas bells.
“I can’t
stand it any more, Athrun! Please, I need you!” His words were barely coherent
as his lover licked and teased and finally took him deep in his mouth. Kira
felt he would explode, but he didn’t want to finish alone. He wanted to reach his
peak together with his lover. “Take me, Athrun, I want to feel you!”
The only
response he got was a soft ‘hum’ that resonated on his flesh and sent him over
the edge. He shouted Athrun’s name as he peaked and then relaxed tiredly on
the bed.
“Why? I wanted
us to be together. It is lonely when I finish without you.” Kira whispered
after some time during which his lover gently caressed him. His eyes were sad
and pleading as he confessed and the other boy couldn’t help but smile gently
and plant a soft reassuring kiss on his lips and Athrun’s hands buried in the brown locks of hair drawing their heads closer and closer still as if he was trying to blend them into one. The drowsiness that overtook Kira after his orgasm slowly
stepped away and a new wave of excitement swept over his senses.
“We are not
over yet, Kira. I promise that the next time you orgasm I’ll be there with
you.”
As he said
that he reached for the cuffs and released Kira from their restraint. No sooner
did he do that than Kira jumped fast and Athrun ended pinned to the mattress and
Kira cuffed his hands turning the table on his lover.
“I knew you’d
fall for the lost puppy act. You are so easy sometimes, Asu-chan!” Teased Kira
using the cheesy name he knew the green-eyed hated. The boy pulled hard at the
cuffs and squinted.
“Quit it,
Kira!” I am war…” The brunet shut him up with a kiss. As much as he wanted to
bite his lover and to show his displeasure at the current situation, Athrun
couldn’t bring himself to hurt the small boy that was now trying to dominate
him. Not to mention that the game was very exciting and the constant fight was
making him more and more aroused. So he poured his irritation and desire into the
kiss. But it was cut short abruptly.
“I told you I
will be in control today! And you tried to take my show away from me!” Kira cocked
his head and looked at his handcuffed partner. “I wonder what kind of a
punishment I should choose for your intrusion.”
Kira stood on
his knees and put a finger to his lips faking deep contemplation. Then he made a
face of recognition and cast a cheeky glance at his lover who was now shifting
and pulling the cuffs, doing his best to free himself. The whole bed was shaking
and the mirror attached to the bedpost was ringing as it hit the bars.
“You’ll break
the mirror if you go on like this, you know.” came a soft whisper at Athrun’s
ear, followed by a quick lick.
The younger
Coordinator shifted and shouted angrily. “I don’t care! Let me go, Kira! I am
getting pissed off, and you don’t want me that way, trust me!” He continued to
put as much effort as possible into releasing himself from the restraints.
“Now, why I don’t
feel threatened upon seeing you all cuffed and to my mercy to do what I wish.”
Came another mockery as the brunet traced his fingers across his lover's face and
down his chest aiming for his member. Athrun’s breath got stuck in his lungs as he
unconsciously waited for the touch, but just before reaching his target, the
other boy stopped and withdrew his hand moving behind and taking the mirror off
the bedpost.
“You don’t
need it there,” he said "and your constant pulling might shatter it and you might
hurt your perfect face and that is something I’d hate, so, what do you say we
put it away?” he didn’t bother do more than just place the mirror on the floor
and slide it under the bed. “Now it is time I gave you some of your own
medicine!”
With those
words Kira traced a finger around the cuffs and down Athrun’s right arm. Then he
seated himself on the tied boy’s legs, making sure that he won’t be able to
move too much and leaned ahead. A hand reached for the waiting arousal and played
lightly with the foreskin, now and then rubbing the tip. Then he bent forward a
little bit more and gently licked it. Athrun’s hips bucked upwards and he
jerked his hands once again in a futile attempt to free himself.
Kira shook
his head at that “It is not pleasant, is it? When it is one sided?” As he said
that his warm breath caressed and teased Athrun’s shaft making the boy even
more aroused and taking him another step closer to completion. Then he
proceeded taking as much as he could in his mouth and working around the hot
flesh with his tongue, sometimes biting lightly and carefully, making sure he
didn’t hurt his beloved.
Athrun tossed
and turned, pulling the cuffs and arcing his back at the pleasure he received.
He felt he was close, too close for his own liking, to orgasm. That made him
almost furious. No way on earth will he allow Kira have the upper hand in this
game of domination. He paused for a second to gather his strength and then he
pulled forcefully at the cuffs breaking some of the links of the chain and
finally releasing himself. Kira didn’t expect such a turn of events and stood
frozen for a second. Enough time for Athrun to overthrow him on his stomach,
releasing all his weight on his lover’s lithe frame and thus pinning him on the
bed. A hand locked Kira’s over his head.
Another hand
grabbed the bottle of lily-scented oil and squeezed some on the lying boy’s
back. Then Athrun dipped his fingers in the substance and pressed one to his
beloved’s entrance. Then he advanced stretching the tight sphincter and nested
inside. Not even giving Kira time to prepare himself he inserted another finger, making
the boy squirm at the sudden intrusion and the feelings of slight pain and much
more distinct pleasure. Athrun moved his fingers skillfully knowing perfectly
well where to press and how to caress in order to take his lover to heaven and beyond.
Kira didn’t bother to fight the hand that restricted both of his own all he cared about was
to have as much of Athrun as possible and as soon as possible too.
His motions
and body language spoke as much as the muffled moans that escaped his lips
between the rasping intakes of much needed air. His derriere moved towards the
crafty fingers taking them as deep as he could and silently asking for more.
His lover obliged and pushed inside another finger scissoring and caressing. But
as Kira started to push up and get comfortable with the pleasure that spread
through his whole body, Athrun withdrew his finger and the brunet felt cold and
empty. A small moan of loss and regret filled the room and Kira turned his head
to look questionably at the other Coordinator.
And he saw
him applying the oil on his member and relaxed ready for the even greater
pleasure that was to come. Then he felt it – the firm and hot flesh of his
beloved’s shaft pressing at the entrance of his passage. Too impatient to feel
him inside Kira tried to push up and hasten things but instead of achieving his
goal Athrun drew back. A cry of disappointment expressed the brunet's
displeasure but Athrun remained immobile.
“Stay still
or I won’t do anything!” came a firm order and as much as he hated to oblige,
he followed it hoping that soon he will be filled with his lover’s manhood.
Athrun pressed again and this time Kira forced himself to stay put and relaxed
so that the green-eyed boy wouldn’t have any reasons to pull out once more. He
felt the stretching of his ring of muscles and the slow and exquisite slide of
the hot member in his tightness. He couldn’t remain put any longer and he
lifted his back to take more of the pleasurable hardness inside himself, but
instead his lover paused and even started to slip out.
“No!” Kira
shouted and tried to free his hands in order to reach backwards and stop Athrun
from exiting him. “Don’t stop!” He almost cried the last one as he fought the
desire that overwhelmed him whole.
“Then don’t
move!” came the firm reply as Athrun shifted slightly left and right making
waves of electricity shoot though the sore receptors of Kira’s body. He made
sure not to advance even a millimeter though.
The brunet
had no other option but to oblige at the threat that he would lose the
greatness of his lover’s presence inside him. He relaxed and prepared to endure
the exquisite torture of taking Athrun’s member slowly inch by inch, but his
beloved surprised him with a sudden plunge deep inside him hitting in the
process his prostate and Kira saw fireworks explode in front of his eyes.
Athrun
remained still, deeply buried inside his lover and enjoyed the hot tightness that
enveloped him so perfectly.
“You are
still as tight as you were the first time I took you.” He whispered in Kira’s
ear as he leaned and rubbed his chest in the brunet's back. The reply he got was a deep
panting sigh. He released the boy’s hands and ran them on his back and down to
the point where they were joined. He then took his lover for the hips and lifted
him on his knees and elbows managing to seat himself even deeper in his chamber
in the process. The brunet rocked back unconsciously looking for more.
Athrun was
through with his games and he slowly withdrew only to push forward even
stronger. Kira met his moves and they started to dance the oldest dance that
all lovers in the world knew. A slow pull out followed by a sharp thrust
sent both of them spiraling up towards completion.
Athrun
reached with one hand, grabbed Kira’s member and started to pump it in rhythm
with his thrusts. The pleasure built up and their moves got faster and deeper
and stronger until one last thrust sent them both screaming each other’s names
as they came. Kira collapsed tiredly on the mattress and Athrun fell on him,
not bothering to withdraw from his lover. It was so good to stay there forever.
Kira didn’t make an attempt to pull away either. They just rolled to their sides and the brunet
snuggled in his beloved sleepily.
“Merry
Christmas, Kira” Athrun whispered in his ear and lightly bit his shoulder and
licked the salty sweat that had perspired on his lover skin. “You are so tasty
and beautiful!”
“Merry
Christmas to you too, Asu-chan!” came the reply. “I love you!”
“I love you
too, my dear!” Athrun disheveled the hair on his beloved's head. “You are so
beautiful” he continued after a few seconds.
“You are more
beautiful than me, you know!” was the reply that followed his whisper.
“I am not
beautiful,” said Athrun indignantly “I am handsome!”
“Handsome, my
ass, you are so feminine that you look like a girl, if you put on a dress, you
heard everybody at the masque earlier tonight, they all said you were a better
girl that me!” Kira mocked him.
Athrun
shifted uncomfortably as he remembered that but his thoughts got distracted
as he started to harden once again inside Kira’s hot tightness.
“However,”
continued the brunet “thank you for the nice game. You haven’t lost your touch
with the years. And remember, it is your turn to come up with something funny
the next time…”
He didn’t get
to finish his phrase as Athrun started to move inside him and he got
overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure that swept over his senses.
“It’s time
you shut up, don’t you think?” whispered his lover and continued to pleasure
him.
A/N: I
hope you liked it, and I’ll love to know what you thought of it. And Happy New
Year in a few days.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo