Stolen - Chapter Two - Duvet
Chapter two of my fanfic, because I'm way too impatient to wait a week or whatever between posting chapters ^___^
Chapter Rated : M
Pairings, characters: KuroFai, Yuuko
Words: 2,880
Stolen
Chapter Two - Duvet
Fai giggled against Kurogane’s lips as he fumbled with his keys.
“Stop it, Kuro-tan! I can’t put it in the lock!” he gasped out, cheeks red with mirth. Kurogane in return grumbled something that sounded suspiciously like a perverted remark before he stood back, allowing Fai access to the doorknob. As soon as the door clicked open, however, he had lifted Fai back up to him by the hips and reclaimed his possession on the soft mouth he’d easily become addicted to.
Fai grinned and draped his arms back around Kurogane’s neck, skilfully kicking the door shut as Kurogane walked away with him, wrapping his legs around the gym teacher’s waist. Kurogane misjudged the location of their bedroom and ended up pressing Fai against the wall next to it instead, but this fazed neither of them in their heated exploration of each others’ mouths.
Fai whined softly when Kurogane pulled away, his heart pounding in his ribcage, his lungs gasping for air. He groaned quietly, the heat pooling in the pit of his stomach causing him to writhe and rock his hips slowly against Kurogane’s, who growled appreciatively and slipped his hands beneath the band of Fai’s trousers.
Kurogane’s eyes snapped open.
“…Where’s your underwear?”
Fai smirked flirtatiously.
“Not wearing any!” he replied, his slender fingers slowly pulling the zip of Kurogane’s sports jersey undone, purring when Kurogane’s hands ran over his ass, squeezing lightly.
“You’re being very naughty today…” Kurogane murmured huskily into Fai’s ear, hot breath tickling the blonde’s neck. Fai’s eyelids slipped shut and he gave a high pitched whimper, arching himself away from the wall in order to press himself harder against his love, his hands holding onto the other’s elbows. Kurogane’s teasing fingers caused him to cry and buck his hips roughly, before panting harder and silently begging for Kurogane to just hurry up.
Luckily for him, the gym teacher could sense his desperation and carried him into their room, unnoticed by Fai until the soft thump of falling onto the bed was added to the mental list of sounds he loved the most, followed shortly with the thu-mop of his lover’s jersey meeting the bedroom floor. Kurogane was back in an instant, hovering over him and rubbing Fai’s sides beneath his shirt, gently pushing the hem higher up his torso and kissing places he knew to be sensitive spots. Fai whined and helped push the annoying shirt off before pulling Kurogane flush against him, nuzzling into the heat the other man offered, shivering as his lust peaked at the feel of skin against skin.
Kurogane growled low in his throat, trying to concentrate on helping Fai’s trousers glide off of his slim hips, which was getting increasingly harder as the seconds passed, the smaller man reacting to anything and everything and getting, well, increasingly harder. Fai moaned breathily when fingers brushed along him, making him jerk into the touch, sweet friction burning his nerves to ash, his skin scalding with the heat of passion and his head swimming with fiery adrenaline.
“Shh,” Kurogane teased, kissing Fai’s neck, “And you said it was me who wouldn’t last two weeks…”
Fai have a hoarse chuckle at Kurogane’s absurdity before working on being able to think straight enough to rid Kurogane of his own trousers.
A high pitched ringing called from the hallway and Fai groaned when Kurogane got up, trying to hold him back.
“Don’t get it!”
“It’ll just piss me off if I leave it.” Kurogane grumbled, pushing Fai back onto the bed.
“What?” Kurogane snarled into the phone, nearly tearing the cradle off of the wall with it.
“My, my! I seem to have called you at the wrong time!”
Kurogane just grunted, wishing he could make Yuuko strangle herself.
“I felt it was my duty to remind you of our agreement, which you and Fai-sensei broke as of this afternoon.”
Kurogane sighed and rolled his eyes.
“I’m not against your relationship-“
“But you believe that the parents of some of the kids would be,” Kurogane finished, having heard the same line from her repeatedly over the months he and Fai had been together.
Yuuko’s response was unheard to him, as that very second a smooth, skinny body pressed itself to his back, and pale arms reached round his front.
A casual glance over his shoulder showed him a mop of tangled blonde hair, the smaller man purring and nuzzling his shoulder.
“Kurogane-sensei?”
“Hn.”
“I was just asking you if-“
Fai’s hands started rubbing against him in slow, agonising circles.
“-do you agree?”
“Wha, erm… yeah, sure…”
“Really?” Yuuko chuckled, “I would have thought you to-“
Kurogane’s breath hitched.
“…Kurogane-sensei?”
“It’s n-nothing!” he snapped, swallowing a moan as best he could. Fai’s fingers had continued those teasing circular patterns long after they passed the hemline of Kurogane’s trousers, and the pale science teacher chuckled evilly against the gym teacher’s shoulder blade when he felt him shudder. Kurogane fought hard to keep his breathing normal and his vocal cords silent; who knew what kind of teasing Yuuko-sensei’d put him through?
He almost cursed when he practically heard Yuuko’s lips curl into a smirk. It seemed nothing’d be getting past her.
“Well, suppose that the children’s parents found out about this? Would they really want their children being taught by people whom they might see as, how do I put this? Inadequate, maybe?”
Kurogane tried to hum in understanding, but it was rather long and deep for a hum, so he was instantly cursing himself afterwards. Ah well. At least Yuuko seemed to be enjoying herself.
“Should I leave you two alone?” she asked innocently, amusement perfectly clear in her voice.
“Yes.” Again, rather long and deep for a nonchalant reply. More self-cursing.
“I’ll see you in school tomorrow!”
The phone clattered to the floor as soon as he heard the dial tone and Kurogane whirled around, pushing Fai hard against the kitchen island, kissing him roughly and passionately, holding Fai’s hips to his and grinding them together desperately as he groaned long and hard into Fai’s mouth. Fai mewled and bucked against him, finally winning his personal battle with the trouser fly from hell. Kurogane happily kicked the trousers off and directed them back into the bedroom, Fai tenderly manoeuvring his boxers off to join his jacket on the soft carpet.
They stood for some time, bodies pressed together, tongues battling, hands massaging and caressing and groping until they both felt like they’d explode from the sheer exhilaration. Their moans chorused together, their breathing heavy, skin aflame and sensitive. Kurogane freed his hand from Fai’s hair and trailed it down his slim body, massaging his lower back momentarily before coming around to stroke teasingly at his length. Fai moaned loudly and tried fruitlessly to push himself harder against Kurogane’s hand, but his trembling legs refused to hold him for much longer, low groans erupting from deep within him as Kurogane squeezed him gently, his other hand now skittering over Fai’s ass so sensually that the poor blonde didn’t know where what was coming from anymore. All he knew was the heat and the need and the utter craving to be filled. He whimpered as his legs started to give way, but he didn’t have to worry long, for Kurogane managed to get them onto the bed in time, and the hand that was on his butt moved to play with a sensitive spot in the curve of his back.
“Kuro-seme, please!” Fai mewled and bucked against him again. Kurogane smirked and grabbed a bottle from the bedside table, coating himself with the lube and getting it all over his fingers, which he used to reach beneath Fai and tease the muscles at his entrance slowly, so agonisingly slowly. Fai cried his name again, thrusting urgently against his fingers until Kurogane pushed one inside, kneading the tense muscles, trying to find that bundle of nerves that would quickly send his lover into a frenzied ecstasy. Fai moaned, arching away from the bed, forcing Kurogane’s finger deeper within himself. He moaned again when a second finger joined the first, soon panting and whining softly with pleasure as the fingers thrust hard inside him, stretching and rubbing him until he cried out again.
“Kuro-sama…” he panted, feeling himself getting so unbearably close.
Kurogane kissed Fai gently as he entered him, taking Fai’s erection in his newly freed hand and pumping it slowly, catching his lover between pain and pleasure, relishing in the sweet, passionate sounds that were coming from him.
He waited briefly for Fai to adjust, before sliding almost completely out and then thrusting all the way back in, grunting lowly as Fai tightened around him for a fraction of a second. Neither of them would last much longer, Kurogane noticed vaguely, holding Fai’s hips with his hands for a better anchor. He pulled out again and, aiming for Fai’s prostate, slammed back in, causing Fai to flinch and throatily call out another variation of Kurogane’s name.
Kurogane tried again, and this time struck gold. Every muscle in Fai’s abdomen contracted and he gave a long, ragged moan and lay in a white blaze of sensation for a fleeting moment, panting heavily, until he could think again and just concentrate on the feeling of Kurogane’s hand on him and the feeling of Kurogane moving inside him, now hitting that sweet spot with every thrust.
Sweat made their hair stick to their foreheads and made the sheets damp as Fai curled his toes into them, desperate for something to anchor him down for fear of being completely lost in the swirling passion. He moaned continuously, the beautiful sound broken only with his harsh breaths and needing whimpers, mixing with the growls coming from the larger man, most of which sounding like the science teacher’s name.
With a final cry, Fai came and Kurogane followed soon after, euphoria washing over them in waves of lasting pleasure that coursed relentlessly through their veins and tingled comfortingly up their spines and they both lay collapsed, panting, next to each other on the dirtied sheets in their musty room, happily satisfied and sleepy.
Fai snuggled up to Kurogane, purring contentedly, still shivering with warm fuzziness. Kurogane lazily slung an arm around Fai’s thin waist and kissed his forehead affectionately, his lips curled into a small smile, his eyes slipping shut.
The bed shifted and there was a beep.
“This is what Kuro-daddy looks like after we’ve had sex!”
Kurogane’s grin disappeared and he put his head under the pillow, groaning in annoyance.
“Fai, get the damn camcorder out of my face.” he ordered, though Fai thought it looked like the pillow said it and he giggled.
“It’s not in your face, Kuro-silly! It’d go out of focus!”
“I regret ever buying that for you.” The pillow grumbled, before Kurogane sat up quickly and stared wide-eyed at Fai,
“…Has that been on this entire time?!”
Fai just grinned.
“…Fai, give me the fucking camera, now.”
Fai grinned and held the camera behind him, the lens still pointing at both of them.
“Say please, Kuro-chi!”
“Fai…” Kurogane growled lowly.
“That’s not ‘please’, Kuro-mmmf!”
Kurogane had silenced him with a soft kiss, one that would hopefully calm him down. Kurogane pulled away and Fai sighed, definitely looking a lot more sedated than before.
“Shut up,” Kurogane murmured, stroking Fai’s fringe away from his face, “give me the camera, and go to sleep.” Fai hummed softly and cuddled back to Kurogane, relinquishing the camera.
Kurogane watched the footage, slightly annoyed and very relieved when he noticed that Fai had not recorded them. The small screen buzzed to life.
“Is this the ‘on’ button, Kuro-min?” The screen showed their living room, covered in polystyrene packaging and wrapping paper, with Christmas decorations hanging up.
“How would I know?” the camera flicked over to where Kurogane was, sat on the floor with reindeer antlers and a Christmas jumper that Fai had forced him into, a pile of presents by his knee.
“’Cuz Kuro-tan is so manly, of course he knows how to work it!”
“It’s recording right now, idiot, the red light’s on.”
“It is?” the camera picture spun before it focused on Fai’s face which instantly lit up at the discovery, “It’s recording, Kuro-mon! It’s recording!”
There was a low grumble from where Kurogane was, and Fai laughed, “I’m not as smart as Kuro-daddy, though!”
“Turn the damn thing off, Fai, there’s more to open!”
Kurogane put the camera away as Fai started to mumble in his sleep and fidget around. Lazy blue eyes opened and Fai smiled prettily, and Kurogane couldn’t help but smile in return. Fai wriggled higher on the bed, kissing Kurogane softly on the lips.
Kurogane smirked and pulled Fai closer to him, nuzzling into his tousled blonde hair and kissing his temple.
They both fell asleep with contented smiles on their faces.
X o x o X
Kurogane was awake well before Fai, but didn’t dare get up for fear of jostling him around and waking him. He had been right about Yuuko planning a Chemistry trip with his name on it, and had just returned from two weeks (and a day, Kurogane thought bitterly) of nothing but hormonal pre-adults, explosions and toxic chemicals, and the poor man was obviously completely knackered, no matter how much he tried to grin it away.
Kurogane would have felt guilty for making him even more exhausted than before, but he realised that Fai would have said something along the lines of “It’s Friday! Where’s the Tequila!” if he hadn’t.
And at least now he’d get a good sleep.
Kurogane grabbed the camera back off the nightstand and, making sure the sound was as low as it’d go, watched more footage of… wherever Fai took the camera with him.
“Yuuko-sensei! Look what Kuro-pin-sensei bought me!”
Yuuko-sensei looked up from her desk in the staff room. She smiled maliciously.
“My my, what an expensive gift for two people who are ‘just friends’!”
Kurogane remembered now. This was before they were caught making out in the… nevermind.
“Kuro-sama-sensei is a nice puppy on the inside! Don’t you think, Yuuko-sensei?”
She grinned, “Yes, I suppose so.”
Kurogane suddenly heard his own, angry voice, and the camera screen buzzed again.
This recording he remembered fondly. He had managed to catch Fai asleep on the couch, with a ton of papers to be marked stacked both on himself and the coffee table, a small smile playing his lips, and he decided to record it. It just seemed like one of the moments he’d like to keep.
He heard a deep chuckle, before something that sounded too soft to be his own voice (even though it was) murmured “Fai, if you ever see this… You’re so damn cute when you’re asleep.”
Kurogane grinned and looked down at the real Fai, who was still cuddled to him and dreaming happily. I agree with you, pixelated me, Kurogane thought, fast-forwarding through what he supposed was Fai’s recordings of the Chemistry trip, until one caught his attention.
The view was slanted, like the camera had been dropped or discarded. On the bottom of the shot, there was what looked like a duvet, and Kurogane had the view of a big window, one of the ones with the large windowsills that you can sit on, and he could see heavy rain drumming against the thick panes.
The screen rocked momentarily and then he saw an ass, and even though said ass was clothed in tight black jeans, he could still tell that it was Fai’s ass, and he could still tell they were his jeans.
Fai was on his phone, and was now stood by the window. Kurogane could only catch bits of the conversation, because Fai was speaking too quietly, but he knew what was being said anyway.
“It’s rained so much recently, the tracks have flooded. The trains have been cancelled.”
Fai curled an arm around himself, his weight shifting to the opposite leg.
“Yeah, they say it’ll have cleared up later today.” A pause. Fai chuckled. “Don’t worry, Kuro-fuzzy, I should be home before midnight.”
Kurogane remembered this to be the point at which neither of them said anything. Fai crawled up onto the window seat, holding his knees to his chest and leaning against the window. He shivered.
“S’really cold, Kuro-pii...” he murmured, “I wish you were here to warm me up…Haha! No, it’s not because I have a ‘withdrawal’!”
Another short pause, another chuckle. “It’s ’cuz I miss you, Kuro-pippi…Hey, Kuro-chan? There was something I wanted to tell you…” he trailed off.
“Sorry, it’ll have to wait...” Fai mumbled, before his voice was loud and upbeat again. “I was supposed to go and help the kids pack and get organised, so I’ll see you later, Kuro-sexy!” he flipped his phone shut, but didn’t move off of the windowsill. He threw his phone lightly to land next to the camera, knocking it off of the bed with a thump. There were soft footsteps toward it until it was lifted, and then the screen fuzzed again.
Kurogane switched the camera off. He’d need to remember to ask Fai about that, later.
X o X o X
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