Out of Heaven, Out of Hell_Part 3
Title: Out of Heaven, Out of Hell
Chapter: 3/5
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17, for this chapter, NC-17
Pairing: Tora x Saga
Genre: AU, supernatural, romance, drama, a bit of comic relief...
Warnings: male x male romance, masturbation, sex, foul language, adult themes.
Summary: What happens when angels and demons meet…
Comments: Goshdarnit! I hate when it takes me so long to post an update, especially when I have the idea all formed in my head and the only issue is that I have no time to sit down and TYPE THE GODDAMN THING!!! F*ck you RL, I mean it. I hope you guys enjoy this little update, it makes the plot move along nicely…
***
Angels may have been genderless beings, but this new mortal body that belonged to Tora was most definitely male. And quite well endowed if Saga could say so, judging the size of the hard-on that was currently pressed against the back of his thigh.
It was uncomfortable to say the least.
Saga had woken up with the light of mid-afternoon peeking through the blinds, smothered by the tall angel who had seemed to mistake him for a plush toy in his sleep. A pair of strong arms encircled his waist tightly, deep, even breaths landing on the nape of his neck, that muscular chest fused to his back, and the burning hot length of him pressed to the back of his thigh. He cursed under his breath as he tried to disengage himself, only to squeak when Tora's arms only tightened around him, long legs tangling with his. He'd have to suck it up and wait for the sleeping angel to relax again, not wanting to wake him up, just thinking of the embarrassment that would follow was painful enough. So he stilled again, trying to focus on the red numbers of the digital alarm clock on the nightstand, and failing miserably.
Tora's skin was satin-soft, and warm, deliciously slick with sweat where they touched. His arms encircled him perfectly, strong, protective, his beautiful, slender-fingered hands splayed on his stomach and chest, an intimate heat against his skin. Paired with the tickle of that warm breath on his neck, and that hard length against his backside, it was rather distracting, bordering on arousing. No, definitely arousing, the familiar tingle in his lower belly letting him know that his own awake manhood was in dire need of attention. It had been quite a while since he had indulged in carnal pleasures of any kind except for his usual solo fun, and he was starting to feel the strain. To have that beautiful creature innocently plastered to him in such an intimate manner was testing the strength of his will power, resisting the urge to just roll over and wrap his hand tightly around that hot flesh, to straddle that muscular body and claim what he most desired…
He sighed thankfully when the arms loosened just enough to slip out of his grasp, thoughtfully replacing his body with a pillow as he got up from the bed. Tora, however asleep, seemed to feel the difference and wasn't too happy about the substitution, his eyebrows creasing, mouth pouting as he squeezed the pillow in a death grip. Saga smirked at his annoyed moue, before looking down at the bulge in his own sweat pants with a sigh. He'd have to take care of that, and soon if he wanted to act anywhere close to normal around the gorgeous angel once he was awake…
He promised himself to clear the spare bedroom that night, knowing that his sanity would disappear pretty damn fast if he kept sharing a bed with the beautiful angel.
He made his way over to the attached bathroom and shut the door, shedding his sweats and boxers as he walked over to the small shower. He turned the knobs, two turns of the cool, three quarters of the hot, as was his habit, and stepped underneath the refreshing spray with a pleased sigh. He rinsed the dried sweat off his body, letting the water fall on his head and back, drenching himself completely before reaching down to grab the bottle of body wash. He poured a good amount in his hand before putting the bottle down, slicking palms and fingers as he leaned back against the cool white tiles, water pouring down his hair and skin in thin rivulets.
He reached for his aching erection, slicking it with slow, smooth strokes with one hand while the other roamed his lower belly, slowly sliding up to his chest, to tease his erect nipples already sensitive from the caress of the cool water. He stroked the length of his cock, fingers tightening as he traced the sensitive underside, circling the head, his thumb brushing the slit as his hand sensuously slid up and down with languorous motions. He was feeling so aroused already that just a few skillful strokes were enough to get him to release, his back arching as he spilled his pleasure with a groan, slicking his lower belly and fingers with thick, white seed. He sighed in relief, only to jump, slip and nearly fall to a certain concussion as he heard the door to the bathroom open violently.
He may have moaned a tad louder than he thought he had, waking a certain beautiful, raven haired angel, who immediately investigated the source of the noise.
He pried the shower curtain to the side a fraction, thankful that it was perfectly opaque, sticking his head out to see a bewildered Tora standing there, eyes wide. He looked positively stunning with his sleep-tousled hair, sweat glistening skin, and that lean-muscled, half-naked figure.
"I heard you moan, you sounded like you were in pain! Are you alright?" the angel asked, stepping closer only to stop abruptly when Saga urgently gestured for him to stay where he was, blushing ten shades of crimson.
"I'm fine! just fine! No need to come check, really!" he blabbered, embarrassed as hell at almost have been caught jerking off in the shower like a teenaged boy.
Tora gave him an oddly intimidating no-nonsense look, crossing muscular arms on that buff chest, only making Saga more flustered because he was so goddamn sexy with that serious look.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! Now please get out!" Saga squeaked, hiding in the shower again hoping that the crimson flush on his cheeks would fade sooner than later.
"Okay, okay…oh but wait I have a question first."
Saga groaned, parting the curtain again.
"What?"
"Well, I can't say I'm an expert on this since this body is new and all, but when I woke up this strange thing was occurring…maybe I should show you?" he rambled, looking genuinely concerned as he started to pull the black sweats down his defined hips, only to stop abruptly when Saga squeaked again.
"Stop! I don't have to see!"
Tora paused, eyebrow quirking.
"Are you sure? Don't be silly, it will only take an instant, it really feels strange…" he mumbled, starting to pull down at the sweats again, just enough to bare that smooth vee of tender skin that, clearly, was perfectly hairless.
And pale, and soft looking, and so goddamn tempting Saga's throat parched at the sight, but it had to stop before he just lost his mind.
"Oh my! Stop! Stop! Its fine! I know what's happening, I'll explain after my shower! Now, please, get out!"
Tora pulled the sweats back up, rolling his eyes like a bored teenager.
"Alright, alright…what is with you today…" the angel grumbled as he made his way out, softly closing the door behind him.
Saga took a deep breath and leaned back against the tile again, all thoughts of relaxing gone out the window. He really wasn't ready to explain the mechanics of the male reproductive organs to a clueless angel. Especially when said angel was so goddamn sexy about it. Not without coffee first. And maybe a cigarette or two. A familiar tingle in his lower belly made him curse under his breath. All those thoughts and the alluring visuals of that smooth skin had just made his body react, again. He eyed his semi-erect cock with an evil glance.
"You traitorous bastard…" he mumbled, reaching for the body wash again.
He'd be quiet this time, even if he had to bite into bar soap…
***
They had to get Tora some decent clothes, asap. Saga had no idea how much blatant shirtlessness he could endure before tackling the tall angel to the bed and have his way with him, but it really wasn't much.
The sex talk had been awkward to say the least, with Tora being painfully curious about the details and the descriptions and the mechanics, rendering Saga a blabbering, sweating, embarrassed mess. The angel had a very general, but mostly inaccurate, idea about the whole thing, and Saga had been mortified at having to explain the specifics. That and other less delicate bodily functions that left the angel half-disgusted, half-curious, much to Saga's discomfort.
It had been a relief to hear his stomach rumbling with hunger, meaning that the discussion was over and it was time for breakfast, or rather lunch, and even late lunch considering it was mid-afternoon. He looked through the fridge while Tora inspected the kitchen with bewildered looks, picking up a pair of chopsticks with a puzzled glance.
"What are those for?" he asked Saga, who was taking out a carton of eggs from the fridge.
Saga laughed, albeit a little discouraged at the thought of eventually having to teach Tora how to use them.
"Its to eat with, and cook."
Tora frowned, eyebrows quirking in such a cute way it made Saga blush.
"Hardly looks practical…" Tora replied, unconvinced, putting the chopsticks down to pry open the egg carton instead, peering at the lined up eggs curiously.
"They're great for eating…" Saga started to say as he was taking a bowl out of the cupboard, only to be interrupted by the very unique sound of an egg cracking.
He turned around and saw Tora looking back at him with a sheepish half-smirk, egg yolk and pieces of shell all over his hands, dripping on the counter. He sighed, putting down the bowl to reach for a sponge on the edge of the sink to clean up the mess.
"I'm sorry…" Tora mumbled, flushing with embarrassment as Saga cleaned up the drops on the counter, cupping his hand underneath Tora's own as he guided him over to the sink.
"Its okay, you're gonna have to learn all this sooner or later. And there is a huge upside to you clumsiness, at least you're gonna learn to clean up after yourself quickly enough…"
***
After all those years spent alone, it was rather strange for Saga to have someone study his every move with utter attention. Tora's brain was like en encyclopaedia, memorizing and cataloguing every word, every gesture with meticulous attention. It had been a strange month, with Tora invading his personal space constantly, but he couldn't exactly say that it bothered him. Maybe because Tora was one of the most beautiful, innocent, kind beings he had ever encountered.
They had gone out to buy him clothes on his day off from the bar, quickly finding out that Tora had an affinity for stylish, sleek black clothes and motorcycle boots, much to Saga's inner dismay, since they looked fairly delicious on his tall, lean frame. It had been an interesting, if exhausting experience, with Tora observing and asking endless questions about pretty much everything they encountered, from cars to trees. They had picked up quite a bit of clothing, some accessories, and had stopped at a bookstore, Tora excitedly browsing the shelves, carrying all the shopping bags without any complaints while Saga picked up some reference materials: history books, both ancient and contemporary, grammar and language books, and a really nice book on contemporary art, on a whim. It would be the base of Tora's education, starting with human history seemed logical. He couldn't have explained the relief he had experienced when he figured out Tora knew how to read and write, not that Tora himself could explain how or why. Just that he knew how to, and immediately got neck deep in the books, learning everything that he possibly could. Saga would leave early evening to go work with Tora sprawled on the couch, reading, only to come home hours later, to find him in the same spot, still neck deep in books. That or watching dramas on tv, with which he had a profoundly unhealthy fascination, or just asleep, curled up like a cat around his pile of books.
His interests were diverse, the entire human world a universe of utter novelty, and he threw himself neck deep in as many subjects as he could, often impressing Saga with his dedication. One of those times had been when Saga had come home to find Tora sitting at the kitchen table, a large book open in front of him, one hand lifted in the air as he sketched motions with his fingers. Saga gave him a puzzled glance.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, curious.
Tora's eyes didn't even lift from the book, continuing to read and gesture.
"Teaching myself sign language."
Saga snorted, putting down his bag.
"Sign language? What for?"
Tora shrugged, shutting the book as he stood up to go start prepping dinner.
"You never know, it may be useful one day…"
Food and cookbooks were another fascination, to Saga's pleased surprise, when he had come home to Tora making him some dinner. Granted, he'd nicked and burned himself a couple times, but the food had been glorious. Saga was amazed at how fast the tall angel was learning, but couldn't repress a snort when Tora blurted one night that he should probably get a job. They were sitting at the kitchen table, polishing off a pint of chocolate chip ice cream with gusto, the both of them dipping their spoons directly in the carton, neither wanting to dirty a bowl. Bowls had to be cleaned, and it was a bother, besides, it was much more fun to engage in spoon fights to know who would have the next bite.
"I should probably get some work…" Tora remarked, matter-of-fact as he scooped another spoonful of ice cream from the pint, making Saga snort.
"I don't know if you're ready for that…"
"You saw how fast I learn, finding a job can't be that hard. Besides, I can't let you take care of me forever…"
Saga paused in his gesture of bringing the spoon to his mouth. Tora had a point, maybe, he couldn't possibly force him to stay. But why did the thought of him eventually leaving felt like a leaden weight in his chest? He quickly found out that he really wanted to keep that lanky, clumsy, sexy piece of angel ass around. Not just because he was beautiful and hilarious, and an amazing cook. Mostly because for the first time since his exile, he didn't feel alone. He had someone to share it with, and hadn't come to realize it until Tora brought those ideas of him potentially leaving to the table. He sighed, bringing the spoon to his mouth again, eating the icy sweet concoction but finding that it had lost all sense of pleasure.
"You don't have to go if you don't want to…" he made himself say, just because.
"You don't mind me here with you? I mean, I'm such a bother…" Tora replied, mouth twisting downwards a fraction.
Saga let his free hand rest on his bare forearm, Tora's skin soft and warm, and so tempting he wanted to caress it, run his fingers up and down that toned arm, but resisted.
"You're not a bother. Not at all. I want you to stay, as long as it makes you happy."
Tora grinned, just a corner of his mouth quirking up.
"Really, you mean it?"
"Yes. Stay as long as you'd like."
"You know, that means you're probably stuck with me forever…" Tora teased, playfully ruffling Saga's hair with his free hand.
Why, oh why did Saga's heart flare at the words, fluttering in his chest like a caged bird? That was worth giving it some reflection.
Tora, however relieved at Saga's reassurance that he could stay as long as he wanted, still made himself busy trying to find some work. The fact that he absolutely no experience with anything made it rather troublesome, but he looked and looked, through the paper ads. Until a little something at the bottom of the page caught his eye.
His love of cooking would be rather useful after all.
***
"I found a job!" Tora exclaimed as he got home that night.
Saga was sprawled on the living room couch, only wearing jeans, cooling down with a beer. He'd been at the bar all day, helping Nao with some renovations, grateful that he wouldn't have to work that night on top of it. He perked up at the words, sitting up with a questioning look.
"You have? What kind of job is it?"
Tora was excited beyond belief, smiling wide as he shrugged out of his black dress shirt.
"This new bistro just opened, not too far from here, they were looking for a prep cook, and I got it!"
"Oh dear…you've told them you have no experience right?"
Tora tossed his shirt on the back of a chair, relieved to finally feel a hint of a breeze on his bare skin, walking over to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. It was still his favourite thing to drink, hands down, although coffee came pretty close.
"I have, told the chef I liked to cook, and that I was available full time. It seemed good enough for him. Its a pretty casual place, french cooking, and the chef is quite young, so maybe he has no business sense yet…"
Saga laughed, getting up to join the tall raven-haired in the kitchen.
"Clearly he has no business sense hiring a clumsy boy like you…" Saga teased, leaning back against the cool fridge with a pleased sigh.
The heatwave was still going on strong, the mid-july sun doing nothing to help, baking the asphalt outside until the moisture evaporated from it, making the air shimmer with heat. Tora quirked an eyebrow at the tawny haired demon with a smirk.
"You should be proud of me, at least now I can pay rent…"
Saga snorted, putting down his beer on the counter to pry the kitchen window open, letting in the breeze.
"You can help with the groceries, after all, you eat most of it…makes me wonder where it all goes…" he remarked, eyeing Tora's buff chest and stomach with half hidden appreciation, only half-hidden because the raven haired was far too clueless to even notice when he got attention.
"Sure, I'll pay for the food then. Makes me think, what would you like tonight?"
"Its so hot, I'd rather go out and drink, you feel like it?"
"Sure, let's celebrate the fact that I actually managed to get a job without lying too much..."
Celebrating had been a good idea to a certain point. Good until they decided to leave the casual, easy going bar where they had leisurely had a few beers, to check out this new trendy club that Saga had heard about from Shou. It was a nice club alright, a bit less refined than Saga's own abodes, but the music was pounding and sexy, the barmaids good looking and the patrons young and beautiful.
And the drinks were cheap. A little too cheap, as Saga and Tora downed shot after shot, the angel getting hammered enough to actually agree to let Saga show him how to dance. If grinding hips and groping hands could be called dancing. They had let the music take over their bodies, carried away by the sultry beats and the press of bodies around them, and the natural, uncontrollable intimacy that they had unconsciously built up from spending so much time together. Their moves were full of grace, measured, perfect despite the alcohol racing through their veins, like their bodies had been made to move together. Their eyes met in the darkness, Saga's endlessly black, midnight pools beguiling Tora to lean down, low enough for their breath to mingle, before stopping abruptly.
Tora was overwhelmed, sobering up instantly, detaching himself from Saga's arms to go out on the terrace, trying his best to get his breathing back to a normal pace. He sat down on a bench, trying to make sense of the jumbled feelings in his heart.
Feelings and memories that he had been trying so hard to repress, because they had caused his utter downfall, they were all surfacing. They were surfacing with a vengeance every time Saga laughed, every time he teased him, with every glance of those midnight eyes, every touch, no matter how casual, of those soft, slender fingers. He tried to hide it, as well as he could, playing dumb not to make Saga feel bad about it, but he noticed. He noticed those stolen glances, the lip biting, the enticing flush on Saga's cheeks when he walked around the apartment shirtless. And it terrified him. He was so afraid of loving again that he simply couldn't allow himself to feel. Not yet.
Light footsteps echoed on the paved terrace, stopping right beside where he sat on the bench, a warm hand coming to grasp his shoulder.
"Hey…Tora, you ok?"
Saga's voice was slightly slurred, his steps unsteady, yet he couldn't hide the concern in that silky voice of his. Tora sighed and dragged him down on the bench beside him, startling Saga who yelped at the fast motion, to then drunkenly giggle as he leaned against the raven haired angel.
"I'm fine, I was a little dizzy that's all."
"Its the damn heat, and the strobelights."
Tora sighed again.
"Yeah…it probably was…" he lied, not very convincingly, but enough for the inebriated Saga to agree with a nod.
The tawny haired demon fished his cigarettes out of his pocket, pulling out one for himself, and one for the raven haired angel on a whim.
"Come on, smoke with me."
Tora chuckled, an honest sound this time, as he filched the lighter out of Saga's hands before the drunken boy injured himself, lighting both cigarettes. He inhaled, slowly, and coughed, taking it out of his mouth with a wince. The demon burst out laughing as he dragged on his own, patting Tora's back.
"That stuff is foul…" Tora remarked, yet taking another drag, getting the hang of it.
They smoked in silence, leaning against each other on that small bench, looking up at the moon, a bare sliver of silvery light in the night sky.
"Do you want to head home?" Saga mumbled against his shoulder, his body becoming heavier with sleep with every passing minute.
"Yeah, lets get you to bed…" he replied, taking Saga's mobile out of his pocket to call for a cab.
Saga didn't even protest when Tora easily picked him up against him to take him to the waiting taxi, he was fast asleep already.
***
"I really have to get laid…" Saga remarked casually as he was cutting lime slices, nearly making Shou drop the case of redbull he was trying to fit in the bar fridge.
The toffee haired barman gave him a dirty look as he resumed trying to fit the case, to then give up seeing that it was way too big, shoving the cans in one at a time instead.
"Nice of you to share that with me. I'm surprised that you even have those urges, I mean, its not like you have any trouble finding people to take to bed…"
It wasn't the choice that was lacking, but the utter blockage he experienced whenever his roommate was around, especially when said roommate was actually the person he wanted to take to bed. But the truth of the matter was, jerking off in the shower wasn't cutting it anymore, he needed some physical contact other than with his left hand or his right hand. And Shou was just the person to give it to him…
"Its not about the choosing my dear. Its just that I always want things that I can't have…"
Shou straightened, giving him a disbelieving look as he grabbed on to his bottle of water.
"So, what is it that you want this time?" he asked, bringing the water to his mouth.
"You."
Shou sputtered and coughed, spitting water everywhere, making Saga burst out laughing.
"Saga, you're evil you know that…"
"Sometimes. If you want me to…"
Shou sighed, leaning back against the counter, studying Saga intently, as if he was seeing him for the first time, prompting Saga to turn towards him a fraction, eyebrow quirked in silent question.
"What if I said yes?" Shou asked, a slight flush appearing on his cheeks.
"Yes to what?"
"To sex. Just sex. Would it remain that way? I mean, we work together, and even though you're an annoying prick, I do consider you my friend. I wouldn't want sex to fuck it up for the two of us."
Saga was hardly believing his own ears, turning around slowly to face the tall, toffee haired boy, who looked positively stunning with his caramel brown eyes, that hint of a flush on his pale skin.
"Are you considering it? Seriously?"
A little smirk curved Shou's plush mouth as he pushed off the counter, walking over to Saga with a slow predatory canter that nailed the demon to the spot. Before he knew what was happening, Shou had caged him with his long arms, trapping him between the counter and his body, hips flush against his own. That was a a side of Shou he'd never expected to see, despite all the teasing, and he couldn't say that he was disappointed to finally see it. In fact, he hoped he'd see rather more of it quite soon. Shou's mouth traced the angle of his jaw, slowly teasing it with his hot breath, Saga letting out a needy whimper when white teeth closed on a sensitive earlobe, just a warning, teasing bite.
"Well well, look at who's got the upper hand now…" Shou whispered in his ear, his low voice making Saga's knees buck, hands clenching in Shou's thin tee-shirt, "If that isn't considering, then I don't know what is…" he purred, detaching himself from Saga just as Nao walked in bearing a case of fresh strawberries.
"Hey you guys! How is the prep going?" Nao asked, being his usual cheerful, oblivious self.
Oblivious to the fact that Saga was having a hard time standing up, cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink, trying to contain his uneven breathing, while Shou smirked at the other end of the counter, back to stocking the fridge. That evil boy.
"Going great, Nao-san, fine and dandy. Right Saga?"
"Marvellous." Saga mumbled, annoyed as hell.
Nao nodded happily, dropping the case on the counter with a thud. Beautiful, bright red strawberries that fairly glistened with ripeness.
"Look at what I've got, we could make a special drink with those don't you think?"
Saga got closer and picked up one of the berries, inspecting it before biting into it, its sweet taste filling his mouth. He groaned with pleasure at the taste, welcoming the distraction, nodding to Nao.
"We could definitely make something with these, something sweet and sour maybe? I'll try a couple things and make you taste them."
Nao clapped excitedly with a wide grin.
"You know how much I love trying new drinks, let me know when you're ready, I have some orders to place for next week…"
"Sure thing Nao-san!"
As soon as Nao was out of sight, Shou was back to standing right beside Saga with a teasing grin on his full mouth. He picked up a strawberry, playfully, teasingly running the tip of it on Saga's lips, making the tawny-haired demon's breath hitch in his throat, before bringing it to his own mouth.
"I have a feeling tonight is going to be interesting…" Shou remarked, biting the end of the fruit with a pleased smile.
***
The night had passed by tortuously slow, and at the speed of light at the same time. Slow because all that Saga wanted to do was get out of his clothes and get fucked, and fast because he felt like he never wanted the foreplay to end. Because working with a horny Shou was pretty much the equivalent of teasing heavy foreplay. Brushing hands, bodies, heated looks, and most delicious of all, very perverted words whispered in his ear, under the blissful cover of the music. It was amazing how their dynamic had shifted within a few hours, not in a bad way at all, they were as efficient as ever, but it felt as if a new physical chemistry was occurring between them, making their symbiosis behind the bar perfect.
They both sighed with relief when their replacements arrived, barely even taking the time to say bye to Nao, rushing out the side door that lead to a darkened alley. Saga was pushed against the brick wall, urgently, and Shou's eager mouth found his, hungry, demanding, all teeth and tongue. It felt so good, so liberating to finally give in to the urges that flowed in his very blood. It had been far too long since he had last given in, and he wouldn't make that mistake again.
Soft hands roamed his bare arms, sliding underneath the hem of his tee, moulding to the small of his back as their hips collided in a steady grind. They broke the kiss to breathe, hard, chests heaving, Shou's eyes glittering in the dim light.
"Your place or mine?" he asked.
"Yours." Saga replied, thinking of Tora who was probably done work too, heading home.
The idea of bringing a man over when he was there felt wrong. He felt a slight pang in his chest thinking that Tora would probably ignore the fact that he was exhausted and wait for him to get home. The feeling was quickly quelled underneath an avalanche of sensory stimulation as Shou claimed his mouth again, dragging him towards the other end of the alley where his car was parked.
"Come on pretty boy, lets have some fun…" Shou smirked, grabbing onto his hand playfully.
"Okay…"
Those sharp thrusts inside him were blissful.
He was on his hands and knees on Shou's plush living room carpet, clothing scattered all around them, the two of them far too horny to get to the bedroom. There had been very little foreplay, a bit of sucking, nipping and biting, and just enough lube-slicked fingers slipped inside him to stretch his tight entrance, preparing him for penetration. It had been enough, Saga finding himself so horny and eager that Shou barely even had to be careful as he entered him, his blazing hot insides sucking him in greedily. There was no art, no finesse in their joining, only lust that had to be sated. They had found a steady rhythm, the both of them groaning and moaning with each thrust, Saga pushing back against each assault of Shou's hips.
Shou's hands found his shoulders, gripping them hard as he bent him back like a bow, angling his thrusts to find his sweetest spot, which he did in seconds, making the tawny haired explode with a string of curses, entire body tensing.
"Oh fuck…fuck yes…again…" Saga moaned, hips bucking back against Shou's own, feeling those sharp hipbones digging in his curved rear as the thrusts quickened, pressing that sweet spot mercilessly.
Shou's hand slipped down the front of his body, reaching for his erect cock, pumping it hard with each thrust. Saga's cock pulsed in his hand as he climaxed with a groan, spilling white seed on the carpet, all over Shou's fingers, dragging the toffee-haired boy into his own orgasm. His entire body contracted and shuddered, those inner muscles caressing and sucking Shou's aroused flesh, making him lose all sense of composure as he came, violently, hips bucking erratically as his orgasm raced through him.
They stilled, panting, chests heaving, Shou pulling out as Saga collapsed with a blissful sigh on the carpet, eyes closing. He lay there quietly, letting his breathing come back to normal as Shou got up, walking over to the bathroom to get rid of the used condom. Saga heard him wash his hands, a rustle of clothing. He blindly reached for his own clothes, fishing out his cigarettes as he rolled onto his back, pillowing the back of his head on his bent arm.
"Do you mind if I smoke?"
Shou came back into view, wearing tight charcoal grey boxers, and nothing else. He was quite beautiful like that, swollen red lips and sweat slick skin, his hair curling at the ends, tall and slender as a reed. He shrugged.
"Go ahead. Want something to drink?"
"Just water, please."
He lit up, taking a long drag, sighing blissfully. It may have sounded like quite the cliché, but smoking after sex was something of a guilty pleasure, for him anyway. Shou went over to the kitchen and took out bottled water from the fridge, bringing it over handing one to Saga, still sprawled on the carpet while he sat on the couch, uncapping the bottle before tipping most of the contents down his parched throat.
"So, are you feeling better?" Shou teased, winking at Saga who chuckled in response.
"I have to say…you're definitely good in the sack."
Shou snorted, playing with the cap of the water bottle.
"That's quite a compliment coming from you, with your experience and all…"
Saga sat up with a mock-annoyed face.
"Are you implying that I'm a whore?"
Shou laughed in earnest this time.
"Maybe, a little." he teased.
They both chuckled, until Saga sobered up, putting his hand on Shou's thigh, giving it a brief squeeze before unfolding from the floor.
"Thanks Shou. I really needed that."
Shou shrugged, a slight flush on those elegant cheekbones.
"Its fine, I really can't say I didn't enjoy it so it was my pleasure. Besides, I really wouldn't mind doing this again…"
They exchanged a playful glance. This definitely wouldn't be the last time…
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Here goes chapter 3!!! Yayyyyyyyy! This took forever to write, real life is so hectic lately, bleh, I hardly have the time for anything -____- I'm happy I made a hole in my schedule for this though I've been meaning to update for a while. So, how are you guys liking it so far? Tora and Saga are starting to develop feelings for each other slowly but surely, but it's not going fast enough for Saga who's had to find a fuck-friend, hmmm the plot thickens…I didn't put Shou x Saga in the pairings because technically its not the main pairing, AND I didn't want to give away too much either, so I apologize for that. Let me know what you think in the comments xoxoxo
p.s. "Subete E" makes me so proud to rock that six on my finger, you have no idea. The entire video made my heart melt in my chest, they're all so gorgeous in it, and the song…good lord, it's so epic, as if they'd mashed up senkou+gemini+ a Queen song, what's not to like? I cannot wait to get my copy of 9, I'm so excited!!! love ya'll xoxo