Title: Inner Wounds
Author:
namida_no_utaTheme: #o6 Toys
Band/Pairing: Nightmare / Ruka x Yomi
Notes: Wow..This was really hard to fit into...But I found a way. Although I'm not very happy with it and tried to keep it short but..yeah its long. I think more than 400 words. Also , be warned...THERE'S SEX. somewhat. I usually write more graphic but I had to keep it short (laugh) Hope you'll like it. x.x;;
Darkness embraced their bodies, passionately moving in almost a rush, heavy pants echoing inside the silent room. They didn't think more than the second as Yomi felt his body being pushed on the soft bed.
An unintentional moan left his lips, eyes half-lidded, as Ruka pressed against him, rubbing their erections together...He didn't know how they ended up like this, when they lost their clothes, or what would happen next morning, but he couldn't care less at that second.
"Ruka.." A needy whisper...Yomi could feel the cold hand of the drummer, parting his thighs, the smaller body obeying as he arched up gently, the blood of all his body already down there.
He couldn't see Yomi, but he didn't need to . He knew every part of Yomi, each and every spot that he knew would pleasure him... Alcohol running through his veins, but he didn't felt more sober in his whole life. "Ruka.." another whisper, but so loud in the silence they created, only to be broken by small creaks of the bed and their soft pants.
Yomi felt something warm against his opening, parting his legs more for what he knew would come, expecting, needy...Drunk.
In love.
He bit down on his lips hard as the other slide inside him slowly, then harder, a hand running on his chest, Yomi gripping the bed sheets as Ruka stopped a while for the other to adjust his lenght. Licking his lips, Yomi relaxed, comforted by Ruka, wanting him to continue, and at the same time never wanting this moment to end. "Ruka..."
As if to obey the other's wishes, each thrust was deeper, and angled in where he just knew that would make Yomi see the stars, a whole different sky... And each thrust gained a soft gasp from the vocalist, who tried to keep his voice down, even though his voice was what Ruka adored the most...How he moaned his name as if he was singing...How it fit him so well... But not this time... This time, all there was were Yomi's soft whispers...needing...whimpering...wanting.
"Ruka..."
A soft cry, barely audible as the childlike man reached his climax, arching up as his hand was soiled, body laying on the bed tiredly as he was crimson in the darkness, burning with heat and trying to breathe...
"Yeah..." A soft whisper accompanied by a small tear as he felt ashamed and dirty, taking out the dildo inside him, throwing it away, as he curled into a ball and just wanted to forget about this drunken...stupid...night...
So much for being in love.