Hit the Pavement - Chapter 11
Chapter: 11
Pairing(s): Kirito x Kyo
Character(s): Die, mention of Ruki
Bands: Dir en grey & Pierrot/Angelo
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: Kyo finally gets rid of his brother, but he needs some "fresh air" to clear his mind completely.
Author's Notes: I'm only gonna say this: I love this chapter.
10:35 pm - East Japan to West Japan
Die sits next to Kyo on the couch, he hands the other a cup of sake and begins, “So, did you call them?”
The blonde nods and takes a sip. “They said that they’ll make sure he’s comfortable.”
“That’s good. I hope he gets rid of those emotions for you,” Die comments, downing his sake. “It’s so strange he felt so strongly about you after what happened to your parents.”
“Hai,” Kyo sighs and puts the cup down. “I think I’m gonna take a walk.”
Die looks up and responds, “Alright. Be careful, ne.”
The shorter man nods in reassurance and heads for the door, slipping his shoes and jacket on. He grabs his keys and walks out the door to his car. He drives away from the red head’s apartment and travels to the opposite side of town.
After a half an hour drive, Kyo steps out the car and approaches a black door. He looks around to see if anyone’s around. He knocks on the door, then shoves his hands in his jacket pockets as he waits.
The door opens and the blonde disappears into the darkness. He cautiously walks further inside, then suddenly, the door closes. He looks back and continues to wander in more, until he’s pushed into a wall.
His cheek presses against the plain colored surface. He gasps at the surprising attack and his arm is forced behind him. He closes his eyes as he feels a hot breath on his skin.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to touch you like this,” a voice whispers. The man smirks and yanks back Kyo’s head, licking up his skin. “You still taste the same.”
“Of course. Why would that change?” the shorter man groans under his breath.
The mysterious stranger smirks to himself and forces Kyo to follow him to another room. He tugs at the long, blonde strands of hair between his fingers, making the other whimper softly. Then, the man kicks the door in and enters the dark room. He brings Kyo around and pushes him forcefully on the bed.
“You’re being rough tonight,” Kyo murmurs, squirming comfortably on the bed.
“It’s only because I miss you. It’s hard keeping this relationship a secret, but it’s worth it,” the man smirks, reaching out to pull the other’s shirt off.
“Hai, but we still have to be careful. I don’t want to end up like Gackt-san.”
The dark haired man nods while undoing Kyo’s leather belt and pulling it off. He grabs the younger man’s wrists and begins wrapping the material around, then ties the opposite end to the bed. Once he was done, he caresses the blonde’s cheek and whispers, “I won’t hurt you tonight. I want you to live.”
“As long as you keep living,” he replies with a slight smile, “Now stop talking and touch me.”
The other man chuckles lowly to himself and starts rubbing Kyo’s growing bulge, feeling over the denim material. “We should change how many days we meet,” he whispers, slowing his hand down and undoing Kyo’s pants.
“You’re such a tease,” the blonde groans, rising his hips as the clothing was being removed.
“But does it feel good?”
“Of course, because it’s you touching me, it’s a nice change for sure.”
He chuckles again as he tugs down his boxers. He leans down and lets his tongue slowly lick up the full grown arousal, causing the other to moan softly. Kyo spreads his legs further apart, silently requesting for more. His lover soon notices the desperation in the other’s body and traces up and down his sides.
“Aah, Kirito, just fuck me already,” the man pleads.
Kirito sits up and begins undressing himself, dropping his clothes off the edge of the bed. He leans over and kisses Kyo deeply, making every movement with his lips slow and sensual. He lifts up his hips slightly and carefully intrudes his lover’s body.
Kyo moans softly, feeling the older man stretch his insides more, and parts his lips for more intrusion. He feels the dark haired man’s tongue pass through his lips, press against his tongue, and roam around the warm, wet area. He tightens around Kirito’s erection once he notices his lover moving in and out of him.
He gradually speeds his hips up and wraps his arm around the blonde’s waist, pulling him closer and forcing himself further inside. Kyo arches inward, moving his hips with the other man, and sucks on his tongue for a moment.
As his thrusts quicken, the younger man moans a little louder in Kirito’s mouth and attempts to keep up with the faster pace. Kirito removes his arm and slips his hand between them, feeling his koi’s bare skin and sliding it down his torso. Soon, he wraps his slender fingers around Kyo’s arousal and strokes him with each thrust.
Kyo bucks up into his hand as his head cocks back with a pleasurable moan of his lover’s name. Kirito suddenly consumes the noise by kissing him hungrily. The blonde continues to moan, keeping up with every movement his lover makes.
Rubbing his thumb over the slit, he soon makes Kyo release onto his hand and slowly unwraps his fingers as he continues thrusting. He sits up and looks down at Kyo’s slightly painful expression. He stares down at him emotionlessly, until Kyo moans Kirito’s name throughout the room as he feels his warm seed fill him. He carefully pulls out and moves to lay beside Kyo.
He pants softly and whispers, “Untie me. I want to touch you.”
Kirito nods and reaches over his now limp lover, then unties the belt from the bed and unwraps his wrists. He tosses the belt over to the pile of clothes and moves back to his spot beside Kyo.
Kyo sighs contently as he wraps his arms around the other man, pulling himself closer and snuggling into his warmth.
The dark haired man pushes back a few blonde strands from Kyo’s face and kisses his slightly pouty lips softly.
“Can you stay the night?” Kirito asks.
“I’d have to call Die-kun and tell him I’m not coming back tonight,” Kyo answers, closing his eyes.
“Maybe you should call him now, before you fall asleep.”
Kyo nods a bit, yawning softly. He forces himself up and gets off the bed, looking for his pants. He digs into his pocket, pulls out his cell, and dials Die’s number.
Pairing(s): Kirito x Kyo
Character(s): Die, mention of Ruki
Bands: Dir en grey & Pierrot/Angelo
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: Kyo finally gets rid of his brother, but he needs some "fresh air" to clear his mind completely.
Author's Notes: I'm only gonna say this: I love this chapter.
10:35 pm - East Japan to West Japan
Die sits next to Kyo on the couch, he hands the other a cup of sake and begins, “So, did you call them?”
The blonde nods and takes a sip. “They said that they’ll make sure he’s comfortable.”
“That’s good. I hope he gets rid of those emotions for you,” Die comments, downing his sake. “It’s so strange he felt so strongly about you after what happened to your parents.”
“Hai,” Kyo sighs and puts the cup down. “I think I’m gonna take a walk.”
Die looks up and responds, “Alright. Be careful, ne.”
The shorter man nods in reassurance and heads for the door, slipping his shoes and jacket on. He grabs his keys and walks out the door to his car. He drives away from the red head’s apartment and travels to the opposite side of town.
After a half an hour drive, Kyo steps out the car and approaches a black door. He looks around to see if anyone’s around. He knocks on the door, then shoves his hands in his jacket pockets as he waits.
The door opens and the blonde disappears into the darkness. He cautiously walks further inside, then suddenly, the door closes. He looks back and continues to wander in more, until he’s pushed into a wall.
His cheek presses against the plain colored surface. He gasps at the surprising attack and his arm is forced behind him. He closes his eyes as he feels a hot breath on his skin.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to touch you like this,” a voice whispers. The man smirks and yanks back Kyo’s head, licking up his skin. “You still taste the same.”
“Of course. Why would that change?” the shorter man groans under his breath.
The mysterious stranger smirks to himself and forces Kyo to follow him to another room. He tugs at the long, blonde strands of hair between his fingers, making the other whimper softly. Then, the man kicks the door in and enters the dark room. He brings Kyo around and pushes him forcefully on the bed.
“You’re being rough tonight,” Kyo murmurs, squirming comfortably on the bed.
“It’s only because I miss you. It’s hard keeping this relationship a secret, but it’s worth it,” the man smirks, reaching out to pull the other’s shirt off.
“Hai, but we still have to be careful. I don’t want to end up like Gackt-san.”
The dark haired man nods while undoing Kyo’s leather belt and pulling it off. He grabs the younger man’s wrists and begins wrapping the material around, then ties the opposite end to the bed. Once he was done, he caresses the blonde’s cheek and whispers, “I won’t hurt you tonight. I want you to live.”
“As long as you keep living,” he replies with a slight smile, “Now stop talking and touch me.”
The other man chuckles lowly to himself and starts rubbing Kyo’s growing bulge, feeling over the denim material. “We should change how many days we meet,” he whispers, slowing his hand down and undoing Kyo’s pants.
“You’re such a tease,” the blonde groans, rising his hips as the clothing was being removed.
“But does it feel good?”
“Of course, because it’s you touching me, it’s a nice change for sure.”
He chuckles again as he tugs down his boxers. He leans down and lets his tongue slowly lick up the full grown arousal, causing the other to moan softly. Kyo spreads his legs further apart, silently requesting for more. His lover soon notices the desperation in the other’s body and traces up and down his sides.
“Aah, Kirito, just fuck me already,” the man pleads.
Kirito sits up and begins undressing himself, dropping his clothes off the edge of the bed. He leans over and kisses Kyo deeply, making every movement with his lips slow and sensual. He lifts up his hips slightly and carefully intrudes his lover’s body.
Kyo moans softly, feeling the older man stretch his insides more, and parts his lips for more intrusion. He feels the dark haired man’s tongue pass through his lips, press against his tongue, and roam around the warm, wet area. He tightens around Kirito’s erection once he notices his lover moving in and out of him.
He gradually speeds his hips up and wraps his arm around the blonde’s waist, pulling him closer and forcing himself further inside. Kyo arches inward, moving his hips with the other man, and sucks on his tongue for a moment.
As his thrusts quicken, the younger man moans a little louder in Kirito’s mouth and attempts to keep up with the faster pace. Kirito removes his arm and slips his hand between them, feeling his koi’s bare skin and sliding it down his torso. Soon, he wraps his slender fingers around Kyo’s arousal and strokes him with each thrust.
Kyo bucks up into his hand as his head cocks back with a pleasurable moan of his lover’s name. Kirito suddenly consumes the noise by kissing him hungrily. The blonde continues to moan, keeping up with every movement his lover makes.
Rubbing his thumb over the slit, he soon makes Kyo release onto his hand and slowly unwraps his fingers as he continues thrusting. He sits up and looks down at Kyo’s slightly painful expression. He stares down at him emotionlessly, until Kyo moans Kirito’s name throughout the room as he feels his warm seed fill him. He carefully pulls out and moves to lay beside Kyo.
He pants softly and whispers, “Untie me. I want to touch you.”
Kirito nods and reaches over his now limp lover, then unties the belt from the bed and unwraps his wrists. He tosses the belt over to the pile of clothes and moves back to his spot beside Kyo.
Kyo sighs contently as he wraps his arms around the other man, pulling himself closer and snuggling into his warmth.
The dark haired man pushes back a few blonde strands from Kyo’s face and kisses his slightly pouty lips softly.
“Can you stay the night?” Kirito asks.
“I’d have to call Die-kun and tell him I’m not coming back tonight,” Kyo answers, closing his eyes.
“Maybe you should call him now, before you fall asleep.”
Kyo nods a bit, yawning softly. He forces himself up and gets off the bed, looking for his pants. He digs into his pocket, pulls out his cell, and dials Die’s number.