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Title: Temptation
Rating: PG
Pairing: Kiyoharu x Riku
Word Count: 1000
Summary: Muse world baww what else since I suck at updating my fic and listening to Kiyoharu's cover is yeah.
“I miss you.”
Words whispered against parted lips and the older vocalist kept his eyes close and fingers dug into the arm of the chair as he felt the blonde shifting in his lap and the arms wrapped around his neck. His own breath rigid and the older man couldn’t find the words to return what he felt. Temptation becoming harder to resist and it seemed the promise he had made to himself to stay away from the blonde until certain addictions were broken and he became the sole focus of the younger vocalist’s attention would he take him back.
His free hand clenching onto the cell phone as if it was what represented his will to not touch the other, but fingers sliding up and down his chest before buttons were out of place and lips on his skin that sent his body pushing into the chair. The usual stubborn man seemed weak against the one drug he could never resist. The one drug that was not a powder or from some plant in another country and it was the one drug he could consider legal, depending what country they were in.
Eyes remained closed and he felt pierced lips on his own dropping the once clenched cell phone out of his hand and fingers moved to grab the smaller blonde around the waist letting nail bitten nails dig into the pale skin leaning up from the chair and letting lips trail down the smooth chest and he could feel the hands running through his hair as the younger vocalist hunched over him and lips rested on the top of his head as the body pushed down into his with a quiet moan.
“Don’t you miss me?”
Fingers trailing up the blonde’s chest and running back down his smooth abdomen and he still did not respond to the blonde. The older man too caught up in the moment of just having the other close to him without the boundaries of friends and too stubborn to admit just how weak he was when it came to saying ‘no’ or resisting the smaller blonde.
Temptation. The true root of evil and man’s weakest spot if tempted with the correct things and even the devil could not resist what tempted him. No mortal or God could resist temptation because at the root of all the men they were still human and even God himself had something that had tempted him to cross over, but he was a stronger man than the devil himself, but the devil was the smarter man. Allowing temptation to win and not torturing himself from what he desired most. He had already stolen the one temptation from God himself and he had been forced to give his temptation up when temptation found his own temptation to be pulled away.
Funny how everything made sense in his head and the moment he spoke such words no one would understand and the little understanding he had of the way his own head worked would have been gone. Why the hell was he so weak against the one person that could bring him to his death if needed?
Rigid breath the only thing he could hear in the dark living room and it was the only thing he needed to hear to edge himself on and to forget about the promises he knew he was going to break. It would not hurt anyone if they never found out how easily the devil himself could give into temptation. Pushing the blonde back on the couch and the fingers in his hair pulling at his locks urging him on with a hint of urgency and need.
The devil himself smiling against inked skin and fingers sliding down the thin fabric of the pajama bottoms off the slender blonde and discarding the pants without a second thought as he placed a faint kiss on the tribal tattoo and leaning back up towards the blonde as he pressed himself against the bare body to hear a soft, but audible moan as he pressed a faint kiss against the shell of the younger vocalist’s ear. “Just like the first time, huh?”
A frustrated moan leaving Riku’s lips and Kiyoharu could only smile against the shell of the vocalist’s ear before fingers cupped his chin and he was staring down at the blonde, both of their eyes expressing want for one another. “Don’t you miss me, Kiyo?” A mix of urgency wanting to know the answer and hurt from Kiyoharu ignoring the question and Kiyoharu still had not answered the question that the blonde seemed eager to know even if they had been living the same house as he recovered.
“If you miss me, then fuck me.” Words whispered huskily against Kiyoharu’s lips and he silenced the blonde without a second thought never paying attention to the faint tear escaping the blonde’s eyelid of just wanting to be wanted by the older man and hear him say it.
~~~
Eyes snapping open and Kiyoharu stopped himself from moving when he felt a body wrapped around his own and fast asleep. Blinking a few times to adjust his eyes and looking around the room to see that the movie had ended and he didn’t remember a damn thing. All he remembered was talking to the blonde vocalist and laughing after so long as he held onto him and not once had he paid attention the movie since the smaller blonde had entered the room and that was all he could remember.
At first they tried to keep away from one another and keep their boundaries, but the joking and the laughter started and everything just fell into place before he found Riku against him fast asleep and looking content than he had been in quite a while since quitting his own temptation. The older man taking a deep breath and he placed a faint kiss on the blonde as he closed his eyes and mumbled more to himself. “I miss you more than you’ll ever know.”
Rating: PG
Pairing: Kiyoharu x Riku
Word Count: 1000
Summary: Muse world baww what else since I suck at updating my fic and listening to Kiyoharu's cover is yeah.
“I miss you.”
Words whispered against parted lips and the older vocalist kept his eyes close and fingers dug into the arm of the chair as he felt the blonde shifting in his lap and the arms wrapped around his neck. His own breath rigid and the older man couldn’t find the words to return what he felt. Temptation becoming harder to resist and it seemed the promise he had made to himself to stay away from the blonde until certain addictions were broken and he became the sole focus of the younger vocalist’s attention would he take him back.
His free hand clenching onto the cell phone as if it was what represented his will to not touch the other, but fingers sliding up and down his chest before buttons were out of place and lips on his skin that sent his body pushing into the chair. The usual stubborn man seemed weak against the one drug he could never resist. The one drug that was not a powder or from some plant in another country and it was the one drug he could consider legal, depending what country they were in.
Eyes remained closed and he felt pierced lips on his own dropping the once clenched cell phone out of his hand and fingers moved to grab the smaller blonde around the waist letting nail bitten nails dig into the pale skin leaning up from the chair and letting lips trail down the smooth chest and he could feel the hands running through his hair as the younger vocalist hunched over him and lips rested on the top of his head as the body pushed down into his with a quiet moan.
“Don’t you miss me?”
Fingers trailing up the blonde’s chest and running back down his smooth abdomen and he still did not respond to the blonde. The older man too caught up in the moment of just having the other close to him without the boundaries of friends and too stubborn to admit just how weak he was when it came to saying ‘no’ or resisting the smaller blonde.
Temptation. The true root of evil and man’s weakest spot if tempted with the correct things and even the devil could not resist what tempted him. No mortal or God could resist temptation because at the root of all the men they were still human and even God himself had something that had tempted him to cross over, but he was a stronger man than the devil himself, but the devil was the smarter man. Allowing temptation to win and not torturing himself from what he desired most. He had already stolen the one temptation from God himself and he had been forced to give his temptation up when temptation found his own temptation to be pulled away.
Funny how everything made sense in his head and the moment he spoke such words no one would understand and the little understanding he had of the way his own head worked would have been gone. Why the hell was he so weak against the one person that could bring him to his death if needed?
Rigid breath the only thing he could hear in the dark living room and it was the only thing he needed to hear to edge himself on and to forget about the promises he knew he was going to break. It would not hurt anyone if they never found out how easily the devil himself could give into temptation. Pushing the blonde back on the couch and the fingers in his hair pulling at his locks urging him on with a hint of urgency and need.
The devil himself smiling against inked skin and fingers sliding down the thin fabric of the pajama bottoms off the slender blonde and discarding the pants without a second thought as he placed a faint kiss on the tribal tattoo and leaning back up towards the blonde as he pressed himself against the bare body to hear a soft, but audible moan as he pressed a faint kiss against the shell of the younger vocalist’s ear. “Just like the first time, huh?”
A frustrated moan leaving Riku’s lips and Kiyoharu could only smile against the shell of the vocalist’s ear before fingers cupped his chin and he was staring down at the blonde, both of their eyes expressing want for one another. “Don’t you miss me, Kiyo?” A mix of urgency wanting to know the answer and hurt from Kiyoharu ignoring the question and Kiyoharu still had not answered the question that the blonde seemed eager to know even if they had been living the same house as he recovered.
“If you miss me, then fuck me.” Words whispered huskily against Kiyoharu’s lips and he silenced the blonde without a second thought never paying attention to the faint tear escaping the blonde’s eyelid of just wanting to be wanted by the older man and hear him say it.
~~~
Eyes snapping open and Kiyoharu stopped himself from moving when he felt a body wrapped around his own and fast asleep. Blinking a few times to adjust his eyes and looking around the room to see that the movie had ended and he didn’t remember a damn thing. All he remembered was talking to the blonde vocalist and laughing after so long as he held onto him and not once had he paid attention the movie since the smaller blonde had entered the room and that was all he could remember.
At first they tried to keep away from one another and keep their boundaries, but the joking and the laughter started and everything just fell into place before he found Riku against him fast asleep and looking content than he had been in quite a while since quitting his own temptation. The older man taking a deep breath and he placed a faint kiss on the blonde as he closed his eyes and mumbled more to himself. “I miss you more than you’ll ever know.”