The Underground [INTERLUDE 2 - Playing with Fire] - ShouxHiroto-1/1
Title: The Underground [INTERLUDE 2 - Playing With Fire]
Author: silveryxdark @ arcoireis
Chapters: Oneshot
Pairings Shou x Hiroto, very brief mention of Tora x Shou & Tora x Saga
Band: Alice Nine
Genre: Romance, paranormal, smut
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Manxman, smut
Disclaimer: I'll never own them :'(
Summary: In the Underground dwell demons, spirits and cambions of every kind. Ruled by Queen Aria, the most powerful succubus in a century, it is a dark, hellish court. Among them is Prince Saga - borne of Queen Aria and one of her mortal lovers. A cambion - half-incubus and half-human - he is blessed with deadly beauty, powers of seduction and immortal life, yet cursed with insatiable lust and mortal strength and agility, lesser than the other demons. Outcast his whole life for his human blood, things begin to change as he comes of age...
A/N: For the readers of The Underground, here is interlude 2. You know what this is about. 8D Not all that important to the main story, but it may answer a question or two~ Enjoy!
[PROLOGUE] [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6A] [6B] [7] [8] [9] [Interlude 1] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18A] [18B]
Hiroto thought the feast was a grand one, as was expected for his family. Tora's had been just as grand, too, though certainly, they were not as lavish as that for the royal family. Hiroto spotted his father at the front of the court, surveying the proceedings with a pleased eye, his two younger sisters and his oldest brother both watching critically. Tora was at the back, watching over him and probably keeping an eye out for Shou.
Shou, the beautiful and cruel crown prince of the Underground.
Hiroto allowed himself a little smirk as he remembered the way he had told off Shou. The look on his face was priceless, the utter shock that someone had dared to call him out on his bullshit. Hiroto had been pissed off at the way he was treating his own brother, not even giving a second thought about condemning him to death.
At the same time, though, Hiroto found he could not hate Shou. If not for Tora, Hiroto suspected he would have grown up like Shou, too - and he rather pitied the prince, really.
"What are you smirking about, little Hiroto?" a low voice murmured, and Hiroto looked up.
Shou was standing in front of him, a seductive smile playing on his lips. The depths of his blue-grey eyes danced with flame, and Hiroto had to admit that he looked very beautiful.
"Last week, Your Highness, if you remember," he said, his smirk growing wider.
To his surprise, Shou laughed, and it was a rather pleasant laugh. In fact, Shou seemed genuinely amused. "You are really something. No one I have met is quite like you."
"I'm not quite so little, Your Highness," Hiroto said softly, grinning.
Shou's lips curved into a smirk. "I believe I will know that very well, then."
Just then the hour for the bidding came, and Shou smiled again at Hiroto. "I shall see you, Hiroto," he said softly, and Hiroto inclined his head politely in response, quickly walking to the front of the court, and the bidding began.
Many of the demons called out high prices, watching him lustfully. Hiroto, however, watched only Shou, whose gaze was as cold as ice, yet a smirk played on the edge of his lips. Hiroto wondered idly what it would be like to kiss those lips and feel them grazing his skin.
Then Shou stood and named a price in a clear, confident voice, silencing the murmurs that rose in the court. Hiroto stared at him - the price was outrageous. His eyes darted to the side, where his family stood. His sisters were awed, his eldest brother shocked, his father proud, and Tora was worried.
The seconds passed and no one challenged Shou's bid. Queen Aria finally announced that Shou had won with the highest bid.
He strode up to him coolly, with the air of someone claiming his prize. Yes, Hiroto thought, he was rather like his prize. Or perhaps - Shou was Hiroto's prize. Hiroto smiled, the perfect picture of docility. But he knew that Shou was not fooled, not one bit.
"It's good to see you again, my little spitfire," Shou purred, pressing a kiss to the corner of Hiroto's lips.
"Hello, Your Highness," Hiroto said sweetly, aware that they were still in court with people watching them.
Shou chuckled softly. "Come with me, Hiroto. I will show you exactly what it means to be an incubus."
There was a dark promise in that voice, a promise that made Hiroto's breath catch in his throat as he followed Shou. The festivities were dying down, and he glanced back at Tora, smiling at him, telling him that he was going to be all right. Then he continued to follow Shou, and soon they were in his chambers.
Hiroto stopped at the doorway, staring at the expanse of the rooms. It was an entire suite, and everything was draped in black and gold and red. Hiroto could see that it was very lavishly furnished, most fitting for a crown prince. The last time he had been here, he had not paid attention to anything.
Now he could see everything, and he had to admit, his breath was taken away by the sheer splendour of the entire suite. And he spotted Shou's bed, which was very large, and looked like the most comfortable thing in the world.
"Mm, you like what you see, don't you, Hiroto?" Shou murmured, taking Hiroto's hand and leading him into the room.
"I'm not sure that even my father's own chambers are as big as this," Hiroto admitted.
"He is but a duke. I'm the crown prince. Of course his rooms would not be as big," Shou said smugly.
Hiroto rolled his eyes. "My prince, it seems that not only are you a particularly seductive prince with very good taste in furniture and incubi, you are also quite the insufferable asshole, even more than the last time I saw you," he said dryly.
Shou smiled. "So you have just complimented me."
"Trust you to focus only on the good parts..." Hiroto said in exasperation, and then nodded. "Yes. I have. You're absolutely fucking gorgeous, to tell the truth."
Shou laughed. "Well, you are beautiful yourself. And like you said, I have very good taste," he said with mock sweetness.
"Did the prince just compliment someone? I would have thought that you were convinced everyone was beneath you," Hiroto said, smirking.
"Oh, Hiroto, you'll find that I very much enjoy beauty," Shou grinned. "And as for you, Hiroto... let's just say I love playing with fire."
"Fire is dangerous. Be careful not to get burnt," Hiroto shot back.
"Sometimes, ice won't melt that easily," Shou smiled. "Shall we try, my little spitfire?"
"Fine by me," Hiroto whispered, leaning closer to Shou.
"You did not say please," Shou murmured darkly.
Hiroto laughed. "Why should I?"
Shou said nothing, and then he cupped Hiroto's chin with a hand, thumb stroking his full bottom lip. Hiroto darted his tongue out playfully, and the next thing he knew, Shou had caught his lips in a kiss.
Hiroto responded eagerly, kissing him back with fervour. Shou's lips were hot, but his breath tasted both cool and sweet. It was an intoxicating sensation, and certainly something Hiroto would never have expected, not from Shou. Their tongues dueled for dominance in Hiroto's mouth, and then he pushed Shou back against the wall.
Shou gasped and broke the kiss, looking surprised. Hiroto grinned, licking his slightly swollen lips, then tiptoed and crushed their lips together again, bodies pressed flush against each other. Hiroto ground his hips against Shou's, and they groaned deep into the kiss. Hiroto felt Shou's erection against his own, obstructed only by the layers of fabric between them.
Somehow, they managed to rip their clothes off - or at least the top parts - without breaking the kiss at all. Hiroto could feel the warmth of Shou's body, and it fit right against his own body.
He suddenly pulled away, gasping for air. Shou's perfect hair was now mussed and his lips were swollen red. His eyes held dark amusement and desire. And he had a very, very gorgeous body beneath those robes, all lean muscle and smooth skin, flushed red. Hiroto did like beauty a lot.
"Done admiring?" Shou asked, though his eyes roamed over Hiroto's petite frame. "If so, would you like to test just how comfortable my bed really is?"
Hiroto blinked with faux innocence. "Yes please, Your Highness."
Shou smiled, and soon they were making their way towards the bed. The moment they did, Hiroto pushed Shou down onto the bed and straddled him triumphantly, laughing freely.
'"That may be going a little too far, Hiroto," Shou hissed, evidently surprised.
"I remember warning you of the dangers of playing with fire, Shou," Hiroto whispered, grinding their hips together eagerly once more as moans fell from the lips of both incubi. "You ought to listen."
Hiroto's nimble hands completely stripped both of them rapidly. Shou did not protest, only looking up at Hiroto with narrowed eyes, and then Hiroto took Shou's cock in his hand and began stroking it slowly. Shou sighed softly with pleasure, a small smile appearing on his face.
He really was very beautiful, Hiroto thought.
Then he shifted his body down and leaned down to take Shou's length into his mouth. The prince let out a gasp of pleasure, fingers curling in Hiroto's dark hair. "Fuck, you're better at this than I thought," he whispered.
Hiroto savoured Shou's bittersweet taste, slowly exploring the way Shou's cock fit in his mouth. He found he enjoyed doing this, at least for Shou. He wanted to make the prince he had once insulted feel good. Chancing a glance up at Shou, their gazes met, and he shivered at the lust in Shou's blue-grey eyes.
Feeling his own cock ache, he gave Shou's cock a final, long lick and raised his head, breathing heavily. The next thing he knew, Shou had flipped them over, attacking his lips hungrily and his fingers stroking Hiroto's taut stomach. Hiroto moaned shamelessly, arching up into his skilled touch.
"I told you, didn't I? I don't melt easily at all," Shou laughed breathlessly.
His fingers moved down to stroke Hiroto's swollen length, eliciting yet another sigh of bliss from Hiroto. He would not submit without a fight, but he supposed this was only fair, having forced Shou down only moments ago. Then Shou sild a finger into him, and he let out a soft gasp of pleasure. Shou stroked him, torturously slow.
"Sh-Shou," he whimpered. "More..."
Shou laughed throatily above him, slipping in another finger and stroking him further. Hiroto knew very well that for their kind, there was no need for it, but it certainly felt good. Or maybe it was just Shou and his fucking amazing fingers.
"Fuck, Hiroto. You look so hot like this," Shou whispered.
Hiroto opened his eyes and met Shou's gaze again. Shou then smirked and kissed him again, more quickly and gently this time. He slid his fingers out from Hiroto's body, before Hiroto was sitting up and settling in Shou's lap. Their cocks pressed against each other's, as Hiroto wrapped his legs around Shou's body, eyes darkening.
"Really, Hiroto. I almost can't believe you," Shou murmured, licking Hiroto's neck.
Hiroto shivered and smiled down at him. "Like I said... Playing with fire can be dangerous. And other times, it can be very, very fun."
He lifted his hips, before impaling himself down on Shou's erection. A cry of pleasure left his mouth, and he heard Shou's groan of pleasure beneath him, followed by a breathy remark on how tight he felt.
Hiroto whimpered as he began to ride Shou hard, shocks of pleasure coursing from his groin up to his spine. Then he let out a loud scream, throwing his head back as his eyes flew open. A sudden, intense jolt of bliss shot through him, as he dug his fingers into Shou's back.
Shou licked at Hiroto's neck again and hissed, "Hiroto, fuck... you're really more of a natural at this than I thought possible."
Hiroto moaned wordlessly as Shou thrust his hips upwards, striking Hiroto's sweet spot repeatedly. All rational thought left his mind, he was focused solely on the delicious pleasure that Shou was giving him. His moans and cries were utterly incoherent, save for one thing - Shou's name.
Shou suckled on Hiroto's throat, leaving marks. Marks that both of them knew everyone could see the next day. Hiroto moaned again, tilting his head further back, loving the sensation of Shou's lips on his body.
"Kiss me," Hiroto demanded breathlessly.
Shou let out a low laugh, and caught Hiroto's swollen lips in a fierce, needy kiss. Hiroto moaned into the kiss, legs wrapped tightly around Shou's body, hips pushing down constantly. He needed it, needed the delicious friction and pleasure Shou was giving him. He wanted Shou, all of him.
"My stubborn little spitfire," Shou breathed into his ear, breaking the kiss. "Come for me."
At that, Hiroto lost control, the tight knots of pleasure in the depth of his stomach loosening and his mind going blank. He felt nothing but intense ecstasy, fingers clawing at Shou's back. He was so far gone that he barely felt his own seed spilling onto their chests and Shou coming with a shudder in him, barely heard his deep groan against his neck. But still he could feel and hear it, and trembled in Shou's lap.
Hiroto buried his head in the crook of Shou's neck, gasping for air, basking in the glow of his first climax. Shou smelled really nice, he thought.
"That was good, wasn't it?" Shou asked, his voice soft and amused.
"Mm, yes," Hiroto hummed, rising and feeling Shou's cock slip out from him. Then he pushed Shou down on the bed again, grinning in triumph. "It was absolutely amazing."
"What are you doing?" Shou asked. "I still have more planned."
"Hm? So am I," Hiroto laughed breathily. "Remember? Playing with fire can get you burnt."
---
Hiroto awoke sometime in the afternoon. He noticed that there was no warmth next to him, and looked up. Shou was getting dressed, brushing out his hair. The night had been the most fantastic night of his life, and he and Shou had fucked till the crack of dawn. He remembered falling asleep in Shou's arms, though he was not sure if he had dreamed the kiss on his forehead and the whisper wishing him goodnight.
Shou turned around, and smiled at him. "Good morning."
"Afternoon, you mean," Hiroto said, grinning. "Last night was wonderful."
"It was," Shou agreed. "I'll admit, I don't think I've ever had such a good night before. Not even on the night of my own bidding."
Hiroto laughed cheerfully. "Really?"
"Yes," Shou replied, looking amused. "Anyway, I've made a decision... To release Tora from our bond. He is too deeply in love with Saga, and I find that I like you a lot more."
Hiroto was a little surprised. "Do you? What, you have a heart now?"
"We do not have hearts in the way you speak of," Shou said coolly, eyes narrowed.
Hiroto glared at him. "Humanity isn't quite so bad. You know how much you enjoyed yourself with me last night. Don't you remember how much human blood I have in me, too?"
Shou said quietly, "Very well. But I will still have you."
"Only if you stop insulting my mortal heritage," Hiroto retorted.
Shou hissed, "You cannot choose. I can claim you even if you do not want me."
Hiroto smirked. "I do want you, Shou. But that doesn't mean that I'm not pissed off at you. Don't you remember what I said? Playing with fire is dangerous."
Shou stared at him, then let out a sigh of exasperation. "You win this time, my little spitfire."
FINALLY, it's done :'D I hope you liked it 8DD Watch out for Interlude 3 later ;3
Author: silveryxdark @ arcoireis
Chapters: Oneshot
Pairings Shou x Hiroto, very brief mention of Tora x Shou & Tora x Saga
Band: Alice Nine
Genre: Romance, paranormal, smut
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Manxman, smut
Disclaimer: I'll never own them :'(
Summary: In the Underground dwell demons, spirits and cambions of every kind. Ruled by Queen Aria, the most powerful succubus in a century, it is a dark, hellish court. Among them is Prince Saga - borne of Queen Aria and one of her mortal lovers. A cambion - half-incubus and half-human - he is blessed with deadly beauty, powers of seduction and immortal life, yet cursed with insatiable lust and mortal strength and agility, lesser than the other demons. Outcast his whole life for his human blood, things begin to change as he comes of age...
A/N: For the readers of The Underground, here is interlude 2. You know what this is about. 8D Not all that important to the main story, but it may answer a question or two~ Enjoy!
[PROLOGUE] [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6A] [6B] [7] [8] [9] [Interlude 1] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18A] [18B]
Hiroto thought the feast was a grand one, as was expected for his family. Tora's had been just as grand, too, though certainly, they were not as lavish as that for the royal family. Hiroto spotted his father at the front of the court, surveying the proceedings with a pleased eye, his two younger sisters and his oldest brother both watching critically. Tora was at the back, watching over him and probably keeping an eye out for Shou.
Shou, the beautiful and cruel crown prince of the Underground.
Hiroto allowed himself a little smirk as he remembered the way he had told off Shou. The look on his face was priceless, the utter shock that someone had dared to call him out on his bullshit. Hiroto had been pissed off at the way he was treating his own brother, not even giving a second thought about condemning him to death.
At the same time, though, Hiroto found he could not hate Shou. If not for Tora, Hiroto suspected he would have grown up like Shou, too - and he rather pitied the prince, really.
"What are you smirking about, little Hiroto?" a low voice murmured, and Hiroto looked up.
Shou was standing in front of him, a seductive smile playing on his lips. The depths of his blue-grey eyes danced with flame, and Hiroto had to admit that he looked very beautiful.
"Last week, Your Highness, if you remember," he said, his smirk growing wider.
To his surprise, Shou laughed, and it was a rather pleasant laugh. In fact, Shou seemed genuinely amused. "You are really something. No one I have met is quite like you."
"I'm not quite so little, Your Highness," Hiroto said softly, grinning.
Shou's lips curved into a smirk. "I believe I will know that very well, then."
Just then the hour for the bidding came, and Shou smiled again at Hiroto. "I shall see you, Hiroto," he said softly, and Hiroto inclined his head politely in response, quickly walking to the front of the court, and the bidding began.
Many of the demons called out high prices, watching him lustfully. Hiroto, however, watched only Shou, whose gaze was as cold as ice, yet a smirk played on the edge of his lips. Hiroto wondered idly what it would be like to kiss those lips and feel them grazing his skin.
Then Shou stood and named a price in a clear, confident voice, silencing the murmurs that rose in the court. Hiroto stared at him - the price was outrageous. His eyes darted to the side, where his family stood. His sisters were awed, his eldest brother shocked, his father proud, and Tora was worried.
The seconds passed and no one challenged Shou's bid. Queen Aria finally announced that Shou had won with the highest bid.
He strode up to him coolly, with the air of someone claiming his prize. Yes, Hiroto thought, he was rather like his prize. Or perhaps - Shou was Hiroto's prize. Hiroto smiled, the perfect picture of docility. But he knew that Shou was not fooled, not one bit.
"It's good to see you again, my little spitfire," Shou purred, pressing a kiss to the corner of Hiroto's lips.
"Hello, Your Highness," Hiroto said sweetly, aware that they were still in court with people watching them.
Shou chuckled softly. "Come with me, Hiroto. I will show you exactly what it means to be an incubus."
There was a dark promise in that voice, a promise that made Hiroto's breath catch in his throat as he followed Shou. The festivities were dying down, and he glanced back at Tora, smiling at him, telling him that he was going to be all right. Then he continued to follow Shou, and soon they were in his chambers.
Hiroto stopped at the doorway, staring at the expanse of the rooms. It was an entire suite, and everything was draped in black and gold and red. Hiroto could see that it was very lavishly furnished, most fitting for a crown prince. The last time he had been here, he had not paid attention to anything.
Now he could see everything, and he had to admit, his breath was taken away by the sheer splendour of the entire suite. And he spotted Shou's bed, which was very large, and looked like the most comfortable thing in the world.
"Mm, you like what you see, don't you, Hiroto?" Shou murmured, taking Hiroto's hand and leading him into the room.
"I'm not sure that even my father's own chambers are as big as this," Hiroto admitted.
"He is but a duke. I'm the crown prince. Of course his rooms would not be as big," Shou said smugly.
Hiroto rolled his eyes. "My prince, it seems that not only are you a particularly seductive prince with very good taste in furniture and incubi, you are also quite the insufferable asshole, even more than the last time I saw you," he said dryly.
Shou smiled. "So you have just complimented me."
"Trust you to focus only on the good parts..." Hiroto said in exasperation, and then nodded. "Yes. I have. You're absolutely fucking gorgeous, to tell the truth."
Shou laughed. "Well, you are beautiful yourself. And like you said, I have very good taste," he said with mock sweetness.
"Did the prince just compliment someone? I would have thought that you were convinced everyone was beneath you," Hiroto said, smirking.
"Oh, Hiroto, you'll find that I very much enjoy beauty," Shou grinned. "And as for you, Hiroto... let's just say I love playing with fire."
"Fire is dangerous. Be careful not to get burnt," Hiroto shot back.
"Sometimes, ice won't melt that easily," Shou smiled. "Shall we try, my little spitfire?"
"Fine by me," Hiroto whispered, leaning closer to Shou.
"You did not say please," Shou murmured darkly.
Hiroto laughed. "Why should I?"
Shou said nothing, and then he cupped Hiroto's chin with a hand, thumb stroking his full bottom lip. Hiroto darted his tongue out playfully, and the next thing he knew, Shou had caught his lips in a kiss.
Hiroto responded eagerly, kissing him back with fervour. Shou's lips were hot, but his breath tasted both cool and sweet. It was an intoxicating sensation, and certainly something Hiroto would never have expected, not from Shou. Their tongues dueled for dominance in Hiroto's mouth, and then he pushed Shou back against the wall.
Shou gasped and broke the kiss, looking surprised. Hiroto grinned, licking his slightly swollen lips, then tiptoed and crushed their lips together again, bodies pressed flush against each other. Hiroto ground his hips against Shou's, and they groaned deep into the kiss. Hiroto felt Shou's erection against his own, obstructed only by the layers of fabric between them.
Somehow, they managed to rip their clothes off - or at least the top parts - without breaking the kiss at all. Hiroto could feel the warmth of Shou's body, and it fit right against his own body.
He suddenly pulled away, gasping for air. Shou's perfect hair was now mussed and his lips were swollen red. His eyes held dark amusement and desire. And he had a very, very gorgeous body beneath those robes, all lean muscle and smooth skin, flushed red. Hiroto did like beauty a lot.
"Done admiring?" Shou asked, though his eyes roamed over Hiroto's petite frame. "If so, would you like to test just how comfortable my bed really is?"
Hiroto blinked with faux innocence. "Yes please, Your Highness."
Shou smiled, and soon they were making their way towards the bed. The moment they did, Hiroto pushed Shou down onto the bed and straddled him triumphantly, laughing freely.
'"That may be going a little too far, Hiroto," Shou hissed, evidently surprised.
"I remember warning you of the dangers of playing with fire, Shou," Hiroto whispered, grinding their hips together eagerly once more as moans fell from the lips of both incubi. "You ought to listen."
Hiroto's nimble hands completely stripped both of them rapidly. Shou did not protest, only looking up at Hiroto with narrowed eyes, and then Hiroto took Shou's cock in his hand and began stroking it slowly. Shou sighed softly with pleasure, a small smile appearing on his face.
He really was very beautiful, Hiroto thought.
Then he shifted his body down and leaned down to take Shou's length into his mouth. The prince let out a gasp of pleasure, fingers curling in Hiroto's dark hair. "Fuck, you're better at this than I thought," he whispered.
Hiroto savoured Shou's bittersweet taste, slowly exploring the way Shou's cock fit in his mouth. He found he enjoyed doing this, at least for Shou. He wanted to make the prince he had once insulted feel good. Chancing a glance up at Shou, their gazes met, and he shivered at the lust in Shou's blue-grey eyes.
Feeling his own cock ache, he gave Shou's cock a final, long lick and raised his head, breathing heavily. The next thing he knew, Shou had flipped them over, attacking his lips hungrily and his fingers stroking Hiroto's taut stomach. Hiroto moaned shamelessly, arching up into his skilled touch.
"I told you, didn't I? I don't melt easily at all," Shou laughed breathlessly.
His fingers moved down to stroke Hiroto's swollen length, eliciting yet another sigh of bliss from Hiroto. He would not submit without a fight, but he supposed this was only fair, having forced Shou down only moments ago. Then Shou sild a finger into him, and he let out a soft gasp of pleasure. Shou stroked him, torturously slow.
"Sh-Shou," he whimpered. "More..."
Shou laughed throatily above him, slipping in another finger and stroking him further. Hiroto knew very well that for their kind, there was no need for it, but it certainly felt good. Or maybe it was just Shou and his fucking amazing fingers.
"Fuck, Hiroto. You look so hot like this," Shou whispered.
Hiroto opened his eyes and met Shou's gaze again. Shou then smirked and kissed him again, more quickly and gently this time. He slid his fingers out from Hiroto's body, before Hiroto was sitting up and settling in Shou's lap. Their cocks pressed against each other's, as Hiroto wrapped his legs around Shou's body, eyes darkening.
"Really, Hiroto. I almost can't believe you," Shou murmured, licking Hiroto's neck.
Hiroto shivered and smiled down at him. "Like I said... Playing with fire can be dangerous. And other times, it can be very, very fun."
He lifted his hips, before impaling himself down on Shou's erection. A cry of pleasure left his mouth, and he heard Shou's groan of pleasure beneath him, followed by a breathy remark on how tight he felt.
Hiroto whimpered as he began to ride Shou hard, shocks of pleasure coursing from his groin up to his spine. Then he let out a loud scream, throwing his head back as his eyes flew open. A sudden, intense jolt of bliss shot through him, as he dug his fingers into Shou's back.
Shou licked at Hiroto's neck again and hissed, "Hiroto, fuck... you're really more of a natural at this than I thought possible."
Hiroto moaned wordlessly as Shou thrust his hips upwards, striking Hiroto's sweet spot repeatedly. All rational thought left his mind, he was focused solely on the delicious pleasure that Shou was giving him. His moans and cries were utterly incoherent, save for one thing - Shou's name.
Shou suckled on Hiroto's throat, leaving marks. Marks that both of them knew everyone could see the next day. Hiroto moaned again, tilting his head further back, loving the sensation of Shou's lips on his body.
"Kiss me," Hiroto demanded breathlessly.
Shou let out a low laugh, and caught Hiroto's swollen lips in a fierce, needy kiss. Hiroto moaned into the kiss, legs wrapped tightly around Shou's body, hips pushing down constantly. He needed it, needed the delicious friction and pleasure Shou was giving him. He wanted Shou, all of him.
"My stubborn little spitfire," Shou breathed into his ear, breaking the kiss. "Come for me."
At that, Hiroto lost control, the tight knots of pleasure in the depth of his stomach loosening and his mind going blank. He felt nothing but intense ecstasy, fingers clawing at Shou's back. He was so far gone that he barely felt his own seed spilling onto their chests and Shou coming with a shudder in him, barely heard his deep groan against his neck. But still he could feel and hear it, and trembled in Shou's lap.
Hiroto buried his head in the crook of Shou's neck, gasping for air, basking in the glow of his first climax. Shou smelled really nice, he thought.
"That was good, wasn't it?" Shou asked, his voice soft and amused.
"Mm, yes," Hiroto hummed, rising and feeling Shou's cock slip out from him. Then he pushed Shou down on the bed again, grinning in triumph. "It was absolutely amazing."
"What are you doing?" Shou asked. "I still have more planned."
"Hm? So am I," Hiroto laughed breathily. "Remember? Playing with fire can get you burnt."
---
Hiroto awoke sometime in the afternoon. He noticed that there was no warmth next to him, and looked up. Shou was getting dressed, brushing out his hair. The night had been the most fantastic night of his life, and he and Shou had fucked till the crack of dawn. He remembered falling asleep in Shou's arms, though he was not sure if he had dreamed the kiss on his forehead and the whisper wishing him goodnight.
Shou turned around, and smiled at him. "Good morning."
"Afternoon, you mean," Hiroto said, grinning. "Last night was wonderful."
"It was," Shou agreed. "I'll admit, I don't think I've ever had such a good night before. Not even on the night of my own bidding."
Hiroto laughed cheerfully. "Really?"
"Yes," Shou replied, looking amused. "Anyway, I've made a decision... To release Tora from our bond. He is too deeply in love with Saga, and I find that I like you a lot more."
Hiroto was a little surprised. "Do you? What, you have a heart now?"
"We do not have hearts in the way you speak of," Shou said coolly, eyes narrowed.
Hiroto glared at him. "Humanity isn't quite so bad. You know how much you enjoyed yourself with me last night. Don't you remember how much human blood I have in me, too?"
Shou said quietly, "Very well. But I will still have you."
"Only if you stop insulting my mortal heritage," Hiroto retorted.
Shou hissed, "You cannot choose. I can claim you even if you do not want me."
Hiroto smirked. "I do want you, Shou. But that doesn't mean that I'm not pissed off at you. Don't you remember what I said? Playing with fire is dangerous."
Shou stared at him, then let out a sigh of exasperation. "You win this time, my little spitfire."
FINALLY, it's done :'D I hope you liked it 8DD Watch out for Interlude 3 later ;3