Life after Death [Aoiha] [Oneshot]

Apr 28, 2012 00:42

Rating: NC-17
Waring: Zombies; smut
Paring: Aoiha
Summary: In which Aoi’s an assassin and Uruha’s a doctor looking for a cure. In the blood and gore of a post apocalyptic world, a doctor and assassin come together looking for a cure and salvation. They find it with each other….in a shower.
Notes: At the bottom~



“No! Don’t kill him! Inject him! Inject him!”

Aoi gritted his teeth and shifted his grip on the sword in his hands. This was the fifth time this week Uruha had dragged him out of the wonderful comfort of bed and out of the safe house in the name of research. Aoi had nothing against doing this for the blond; it kept him happy and gave him something to do while Aoi lazed around and generally leeched off the doctor.

“Can I at least hurt it?” Aoi huffed, once again dodging away from a clumsy of rotting fingers to grab him. “This is getting annoying!”

It really was too. As much as Aoi loved lazing around in that wonderful, comfy bed, he wished Uruha would simply give up on trying to cure the zombies. It wasn’t going to work no matter how hard he tried; they were already dead. The best thing for Uruha to do was try to cure a just bitten person but, seeing as how there were so few people, that was easier sad than done.

“No.” Uruha snapped, nervously clenching his hand around the hilt of the dagger Aoi had forced him to take. “He,” the blond stressed with a pout. “Is already hurt enough. Inject him!”

Glaring at the tattered, rotted Zombie before him, Aoi had enough. Darting under another sloppy swing, he brought the sword off and in a spray of blood, decapitated the poor creature. Oh, he knew he was going to catch hell for it and, that was only confirmed when he turned to face the gaping blond.

“Y-you killed him…” Uruha’s eyes narrowed and he thrust the dagger in his hand out towards Aoi. “You killed him!” Steadily, the blond’s voice rose and Aoi shifted, glancing about the forest they were in, just waiting for more of the undead to come check out what was causing all the noise. “I told you not to kill him, to inject him! And what did you do? You killed him!”

The trees around them ruffled and the thick scent of decay became stronger as more of the undead dragged their bodies through the thick brush. Aoi tensed, eyes darting around the area and, finally settling upon the blond.

“You happy now, big mouth?” He scowled.

Uruha smiled and clapped his hands together like a delight child. “Yep. Now you have more chances to try and inject one of them~”

Needless to say, Aoi wasn’t too happy with that.

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Tired, annoyed and covered in blood, Aoi staggered into the safe house behind Uruha. He wanted to shower eat and sleep but, seeing the blond muttering to himself, heading into the basement to write down notes about today’s wonderful adventure, Aoi got angry and grabbed a thin wrist, tugging Uruha back against his chest.

“Wha..? Aoi?” Uruha questioned glancing over his shoulder in adorable bewilderment.

Letting out a shaky breath, Aoi curled his hand in that red tainted hair and pulled, slamming his lips against Uruha’s with a harsh groan. “You suck.” He managed to get out between their kisses,grabbing Uruha and dragging him into the bathroom.

Tangling his long fingers in Aoi’s hair, Uruha jerked the assassin’s head back and bit down on his exposed throat, leaving behind teeth marks and a lovely red mark that would only darken to a sweet plum come morning. “I suck very well,” he purred, pressing the surprised Aoi against the cool tiles of the bathroom wall. “Shall I show you?”

He didn’t give Aoi time to respond as he sunk to his knees before his lover and hurriedly yanked down his pants and boxers. Nuzzling along his hips and pubic bone, Uruha curled a hand around Aoi’s cock, stroking to make him hard. Licking his lips, he wasted no time and took all he could of Aoi down his throat, loving how he stretched his lips lewdly, his taste, the keening whine that left the usually stoic man above him. Uruha loved it all.

Moaning around Aoi, he sucked, drawing back to circle his tongue around the head and dip into the slit to gather the per-cum that gathered there. Aoi’s tasted - sweet and purely Aoi - exploded across his tongue and Uruha wanted more. He sucked harder, wanting to draw more of that taste from Aoi and, he would have too. He would have gotten Aoi off in his mouth if the dark haired assassin didn’t yank on his hair, forcing him up and into a mind shattering, breath taking kiss.

With a blind hand, Aoi searched around him and finally, he find the nuzzle for the shower (generators were awesome) and turned it on. While the water warmed up, they quickly stripped each other down and stumbled into the shower.

The warm water beating down on them, Aoi hiked Uruha up against the slick tiles, fingers wet with water dipping between those lush thighs and pressing into that tight ring of muscle. Crying out, Uruha arched against the wall, desperately thrusting his hips against those fingers that curled, twisted and pressed deep inside him.

“Aoi, Aoi, oh Aoi!” He chanted, writhing against Aoi, wanting him to finally sink into his body. “Please, fuck. Oh,” he gasp, white spots dancing before his eyes as those wicked fingers stuck his prostate. “Baby please, just do it!”

Grinning, Aoi pressed his fingers harshly to that sensitive glad in his lover’s body. He was enjoying watching him squirm, pant and plead. This was his payback in a sense for having to mess around - and become covered in - zombies. Finally, he took pity on his trapped lover and withdrew his fingers.

Having zero to no patience left himself, Aoi guided himself into place and with one quick snap of his hips, he was sinking fluidly into his lover’s body. A low, pleased groan left him as Uruha’s body clenched around him and massaged him so wonderfully. Only giving the blond a moment to adjust, Aoi moved. Everything was quick, raw and passionate.

Uruha’s nails dug deep, rouge lines down Aoi’s back, causing Aoi to hiss an arch into him, his thighs trembling and squeezing Aoi’s slim hips as he was slammed into over and over again. Uruha never wanted this to end but, he knew it was going to soon.

With each amazing press of Aoi’s hips into him, he climbed higher and higher towards his orgasm until finally, Uruha was there; the steady stream of moans and soft whimpers trailing off to a sharp cry of Aoi’s name as the blond released, spilling himself between them.

Not a moment latter, Aoi followed along with him and Uruha shivered, feeling the heat of Aoi’s release fill him.

Slumped against each other, they panted, trying to catch their breath as everything - blood and cum - was washed down the drain. Taking a deep breath, Uruha petted back Aoi’s wet hair, a lazy grin pulling his lips as Aoi gently pulled out of him and set him down onto the shower floor.

“So, tomorrow, we try again~”

“…..Screw you Uru.”

Laughing, Uruha pulled Aoi into a kiss. The world may have gone to shit but, at least they had each other.

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Notes: Another one from my tumblr. Seriously, you should check it out; I got a lot of stuff up there that isn't on LJ.

paring: aoiha;, fandom: the gazette;

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