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Who: Nezumi & Shion
Setting: Their bed. Duh.
Warnings: Virgin taking time
( The only thing that managed to distract him was Hamlet and Oscar Wilde. )
Setting: Their bed. Duh.
Warnings: Virgin taking time
( The only thing that managed to distract him was Hamlet and Oscar Wilde. )
You still talk like an airhead.
[Shion really was an idiot. He bottled his feelings in until now and decided to display them like this? He kept his gaze on Shion, removing his shirt and adding it to the pile with scarf. He stripped comfortably piece by piece until all he wore was his confident smirk and the scars on his back. It was about time.]
You're such a late bloomer, Shion.
[Nezumi closed the distance between them and the springs groaned under his additional weight on the edge of the bed. He carefully studied Shion's expression for any hesitance but none was to be found. Nezumi narrowed his eyes as he cupped Shion's cheek, strumming the red mark with his thumb.]
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[He clenched the sheets with one hand and narrowed his eyes defiantly at Nezumi. He opened his mouth to say more on the matter but Nezumi was stripping his clothes off and that was enough to reduce Shion to a quiet mess. He had seen Nezumi naked once or twice before but never like this. Like this and he was beautiful. Shion stared at his muscular body, toned from years of running away and fighting. His eyes trailed down to the dark patch of hair directly over Nezumi's--
His blush reddened further and he brought his eyes back up to that handsome face he was so infatuated with. Those eyes. They were the only thing he could focus on as Nezumi drew closer to him. This was the acceptance he had been so assured of receiving yet so nervous regardless. At the insult, Shion felt a lick of frustration.]
I am not a late bloomer. I've had sexual reactions before. It's just that...
[He swallowed thickly as Nezumi got onto the bed with him. This was it. He shifted back to allow for more room for the other but otherwise didn't change his position.]
I never met anyone like you before.
[In other words, he had never met anyone he cared for this deeply. No one worth his body. He wet his lips with his tongue and stared intently at the other.]
Nezumi. [He leaned in, a hand drawing automatically to the side of Nezumi's face, opposite of the hand on his own. He rested his forehead against Nezumi's and took in a silent breath. His other hand moved to the back of Nezumi's neck and he leaned in to press his mouth against Nezumi's. The kiss was as soft and gentle as all of their others. He broke it just as shortly but for the first time ever, it didn't stop there.
The next kiss wasn't similar. Instead, it was firm and solid. He pressed into it with all of the vigor that Nezumi made him feel. It flushed him to the core and he could've sworn that his heart was about to explode out of his chest. He shifted closer to Nezumi until his knees were touching Nezumi's. At some point the blanket was pulled away from his groin by how much he moved because he wanted to be closer. He timidly opens his mouth and started to lick his tongue into Nezumi's-- the one question romping through his mind was Am I doing this right? He breaks the kiss, a very thin, delicate line of spit between their lips that soon broke apart. He pulls at Nezumi gently to shift them into a laying position. And Nezumi is atop of him yet again. This time, the situation is different. Much different. He stares up at Nezumi and suddenly smiles.]
Does my body feel as warm as it had that one night? [He doesn't need to specify which night he's talking about. It's obvious he means the night of their meeting. Despite their predicament, his smile is light and almost childish in his own nostalgia.]
Yours feels warmer...Even though you had a fever then.
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[But his tease is gentle and slightly flirtacious. Idiot or not, he'd never felt for anybody like he did for Shion. Arousal was a natural bodily reaction but what sex between them would be like, that was something only Shion could fulfill. Their desire for each other and each other only, that was mutual.
Nezumi snakes his arm around Shion's shoulders and pulls their chests together. He feels the pleasant heat of Shion's hand holding onto his neck, the pound of Shion's heart pressing into him. He's felt Shion's bare skin before but never like this. Their motions weren't any different from the ones they shared on a daily basis but somehow these firm clings and light brushing of their lips meant so much greater than they had in the past. And even though he can tell Shion is unsure about his actions, he isn't bothered.
Nezumi accepts Shion's tongue and sucks it gently. He suspected this was a first time for them both, kissing with such passion. Even though their kisses were light, he was sure Shion knew just as well what this kiss meant. His hand slips into Shion's hair, making space for him to kiss Shion more fully. When the kiss breaks, it's all too soon, just like all their other kisses. Nezumi quickly kisses Shion's lips clean, right as he naturally leans atop Shion. He strokes his hair and looks down at him.
His eyes flicker down just enough to see that the sheet has left Shion bare. A playful smirk grows across his face.]
Your body is definitely hotter now.
[Body heat, attraction. Nezumi meant both. Then or now, it really didn't matter. Nezumi knew that he belonged to Shion ever since that night. Since then, his body burned for no other and it would always remain so. In this world where nobody could be trusted, Shion was the one thing Nezumi felt he could hang onto. How sappy. Shion's stupidity was starting to infect him as well. Reminisciening on the past, hadn't he told Shion that sort of thinking would kill him? No, he would be here for Shion. Like this. Always.
He presses down to cover Shion's mouth with his own again, patiently kneading his lips to coy that lithe tongue out once more. He traces the body mark down Shion's back and across his chest. He really loved this adaptation. Nezumi wedges his hips between Shion's legs though stills once successful. He wasn't proceed quickly. No, he wanted to appreciate every shiver, taste, and murmur. He quickly trails the snack back up Shion's chest, over his shoulder, and follows his arm. His fingers encase the palm against his cheek with a gentle squeeze.
Nezumi has held himself back from seizing Shion for a long time now. To finally touch and kiss him freely, he immediately feels the effects of their contact. Every touch of his is dedicated and firm but even he can't force down the slight red hue in his cheeks. Really, Shion had a way of making him expose parts of himself he'd never show to others.]
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This was Nezumi though. Ever since that day he had met the boy, he had never felt anything greater for anyone else than he did for Nezumi. No one could provoke such immaculate and complicated emotions such as Nezumi. Shion, if asked to, probably couldn't even mentally comprehend the sheer possibility of being with anyone else. It would stun him. If not confuse him. For such a smart kid, Shion took things far too much at face value. Perhaps that was what destiny was about though. There was something between them that connected them beyond the city of No. 6, beyond the realm of current existence.
And Nezumi would always be there. That hand to pull him out of the dark. Those pair of ash-colored eyes that he would look for in a crowd. Shion had gotten so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't even realize he was staring at Nezumi in total awe and complete love.]
Nezumi...
[Then the compliment and he was back to normal.]
You're crude. [He didn't sound offended though but instead grinned. He was stupid, sure, but he didn't miss the double meaning in that. Soon enough, his passionate thoughts are chased away by a sealing kiss and Shion's body wilts.
At this moment, Shion's completely forgotten about the word 'sex'. This is something else. There's no definition for this- even as he frantically tries to peg one on it. Finally, he gives in and just enjoys. The touch over his snake is electrifying and he shivers. He wants to ask Nezumi if he's been with others before. He wants to know because of how Nezumi had kissed that prostitute with such obvious expertise.
It's like a parasite. The idea eats away at him until finally he breaks the kiss and huffs lowly. ]
How many women have you slept with?
[The question is sudden though there doesn't appear to be judgement in his voice. Mere curiosity although like always, Shion is fragile to his feelings being hurt be Nezumi.]
...How many men? You've always teased me about that sort of thing.
[He placed a palm flat over Nezumi's chest. It had nothing to do with trust. He trusts Nezumi with his entire life and with their relationship. He doesn't trust anyone more than Nezumi. However..It's only natural for him to think about this sort of thing, right?]
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Nezumi huffs irritated. Did Shion think he could do this with another so easily? This guy really had no clue. Even if he could, it wouldn't be like this. It would be friction between bodies, sex, not what they shared right now. This is an oddly familiar situation though this time is is Shion who placed his palm on his chest. He removes both hands from Shion and places them directly over the hand against his chest. He presses, as if Shion's touch could memorize the feel of his heartbeat to carry it around forever.]
What do you feel, Shion?
[His words are all that's necessary. He's alive. It's thanks to Shion that he's still alive today. That should be answer enough. He owes Shion his life but even that he hands over willingly. It was a bit ridiculous, even. Nezumi's expression twists. He risked his life to retrieve Shion, followed him all these years. Between Shion and No. 6, he didn't have time for anybody else. Even Shion flooded into his obsession with bringing down No. 6 and that flooded into his love for Shion, never ending in a continuous circle.
What brought this about anyway? Nezumi only had eyes for Shion. He had never noticed others in the same way he noticed Shion. If anything, he alienated himself from other people. Personal relationships were dangerous. They held you back, made you weak. They were a liability Nezumi wasn't willing to take. But Shion was different. Nezumi had to slow down for him in some ways but it was completely worth it. Shion gave his life an entirely new meaning, showed him something more to live for than pure revenge.
It had to be something recently. What had he done. There was Dogkeeper and... The whore? That was nothing except good acting, something completely alien to Shion, but he still couldn't help poking some fun at him. To be worried over something meaningless like that, it was really cute. No, perhaps not meaningless. He was reclaiming stolen property, the kiss that woman had snatched from Shion. His smirk fell back into place with the utmost confidence.]
Are you bothered?
[He kisses Shion twice. First, like the prostitute. Now there was no reason Shion had reason to be jealous. And second, tenderly, a kiss only for Shion. He presses his lips against Shion's and stills them there for moments, sucking lightly on his bottom lip. Shion had what he'd given that woman and so much more. Nezumi would give it to him whenever he showed this tiny slice of jealousy.]
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[This was familiar. Unlike before, he didn't answer immediately with 'A man's chest.' He knew that wasn't the answer Nezumi was looking for. He didn't need to be told. Instead, he pressed his palm as flat as possible against his chest and it was enough to feel his heart thumping. The boy above him was very much alive.
Sometimes, Shion understood. He understood that that was all that really did matter. He stared up at him blankly, trying desperately to comprehend without having to ask Nezumi. He knew that he was trying to say something but Shion had never been very good with anything vague like this. But he bit the inside of his cheek and really thought, his eyes narrowed.
Hmm.
A moment of silence passed and then his eyes widened. Oh.]
You mean...[His fingers curled over Nezumi's chest and he smiled, absolutely delighted.]
Ah-- oh. Well..[He shifts his hand to rub the back of his neck.] It was..awkward. Uncomfortable. I don't understand how to explain to you what it made me feel.
[It was jealousy. Only Shion had never really felt jealous before. He had always had a very satisfied life. Even after he had thrown everything away to save Nezumi. Even with his unsure dedication to the city, despite having the feeling of something wrong, he knew that he was satisfied. He had never felt jealous of other people.
Until that whore. His thoughts were cut short by the kiss and it had him blushing yet again. He kissed back after a moment, his eyes sliding shut and he could understand why that woman had been left in such a daze. The way Nezumi's tongue felt was deliriously perfect.
Enough. He trusted Nezumi. Why he had doubted him was ridiculous. It was as though all of these years, they had been together. He hooked both of his arms around Nezumi and kissed him back. He shifted under Nezumi and after a moment, he spread his legs out from under Nezumi so that he could squeeze them in against Nezumi's hips.
His body had responded by now to Nezumi's but that motion alone tightened his stomach and curled his toes. His half-erect penis was pressed into Nezumi's stomach and his innards felt a dull ache. Like something was missing.]
I haven't masturbated a lot. I felt as thought it might be disrespectful to due in your home and I never felt urges often before I lived with you. I might orgasm quickly.
[His explanation is brief, stoic, and hopeless.]
You're very attractive. Um. I don't know what to do. [It was blunt and he didn't even seem embarrassed but outside of kissing...In school, they had been told the basics of how a man and a woman reproduce. The woman is stimulated to open and the man enters and ejaculates after the necessary friction and a baby is produced if the egg and sperm meet successfully.
They had never been told much about foreplay or homosexual intercourse. Shion had never really had any friends, being socially inept, so he didn't know too much. He had heard terms like 'blowjobs' and 'fingering' but he could only ever make assumptions. Mostly, he had never cared.]
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Airhead.
[But seeing Shion's blissfully delighted expression, Nezumi couldn't help but soften at that. He smiles back with a little sigh of defeat, releases the hand, and embraces him completely. He wipes at Shion's bangs and his own before resting his forehead against Shion's. There's no fear in their relationship. It's always been staring into each other's eyes without hesitation. Now is no different.]
Stop trying to explain things with reason.
[Nezumi kisses him square on the mouth.]
It just is.
[He runs his fingers through Shion's hair. It was simple as that. He didn't need Shion's explanation to understand his feelings, just like he hoped he wouldn't have to explain it for Shion to realize there was room for no other in his heart. Of course, Shion being the airhead he is, he'd realize it later rather than sooner, and at the most innapropriate time at that.
Nezumi accepts Shion's legs as if he were anticipating them. Shion's erection against him is warm and needy, just like every other part of Shion. Nezumi strokes it to the rhythm of their kisses while pressing his own erection between Shion's inner thighs. Things are going well when Shion's inner airhead has to speak again. What was with that compliment? It was like something a researching would write in his notes to explain the attraction between two species. The words lacked heart but the tone was all Nezumi needed to understand Shion.]
Shut up and leave it to me.
[Nezumi takes it upon himself to lick his own fingers to prepare Shion. He glances down out of the slits of his eyes when his lips curl around his knuckles.]
Want to try?
[He's not expecting technique from Shion but this was his first time with intimacy. Sharing the actions seemed natural. He removes his fingers and offers them to Shion's mouth. He leans his hips back and positions Shion so their penises chafe against each other in the meantime. Nezumi takes them both into his hand and strokes the sides, fully intending to fill that emptiness inside Shion.]
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Okay. [Although he wants to help, he doesn't know where to begin. Though he is very eager- both in touch and to learn.
Want to try? He looks flustered and instantly shakes his head 'no'. Nezumi may be a performer but Shion certainly isn't. Despite having shaken his head, he grabs a hold of Nezumi's wrist with both of his hands and cups his mouth around his fingers. He suckles on them tenderly, sliding his tongue between his fingers and against the saltiest parts until all he can taste is flesh. His eyes had shut by then, though his body shakes at the sensation of their penises together.
That's...that's almost too much and Shion's toes curl. No, it's okay. He opens his eyes and pops his mouth off of Nezumi's finger. He pushes his hand down between their bodies- not stupid enough to not know where those fingers are going to go.]
I'm ready. [An optimistic smile.] Please take me. [It's a cheerful invitation as he spreads his legs apart. He lays back entirely and shifts on the mattress, breathing deeply. He just has to relax. That's all. He trusts Nezumi.]
Wait! Wait..
[He sits up and grabs a hold of Nezumi's face, pulling him down so that Nezumi is much more ontop of him. He holds his face and stares up into his steely grey eyes.]
Okay. [It's as good as a 'go' and he kisses Nezumi again. It's burning and wonderful and why had they not done this sooner? That's all Shion can wonder as he timidly pushes his tongue into Nezumi's mouth. Anything to distract him from the idea of what's about to happen.]
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