Golden Heart | By : Chirella Category: +S to Z > Saint Seiya Views: 3498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Here is the lemon with Mu & Shaka. It took a life of
it's own as I was writing it. Enjoy. This chapter includes Yaoi,
male/male sex, oral, anal. Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Seiya.
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Chapter 2
Their lips lingered, softly pressing together
tenderly. It had been so long since either of them had experienced the simple
affection, too long for both of them. Their first time had been awkward and
innocent, losing their virginity to each other with reserved enthusiasm. Mu
would blush while Shaka would look away during their initial exploration, all
those years ago. Even now, their shy demeanor permeated the situation as they
tentatively reached out to touch one another.
Mu’s hand fell on Shaka’s slender waist,
lightly gripping the soft robes as Shaka cupped Mu’s chin, holding their kiss in
place. Even though they moved slowly, the electricity between them was building
to an unbearable level, a level that needed release.
“Your lips feel exactly the same.” Shaka
uttered, licking at Mu’s bottom lip sensually.
“You remember how they felt?” Mu cooed,
mesmerized by Shaka’s caress of his cheek.
“I remember every detail…down to the tiny
scar…right here.” Shaka’s hand snaked around to the side of Mu’s neck. His
fingertip trailed along a small scar behind Mu’s left ear, gently rubbing it.
“And I remember your battle wound.” Mu’s
fingers pried into the robes, feeling around for Shaka’s appendix scar. They
both chuckled. It was humorous because Shaka had sustained his scar from
surgery as a child, not from the many battles he had fought and won. Mu’s scar
was from when he fell out of a tree while practicing his teleportation. He had
also been a child, only six years old, and quite upset from the tree branch
scratching him. He had run to Shion with tears in his eyes, vowing never to try
teleportation again, which of course he mastered despite the tree fiasco.
That is when they had met, when they were six.
Mu had been training at Sanctuary with Shion when Shaka’s mentor brought the
small blond from India while attending to his own affairs. Mu found Shaka’s
strange quality of keeping his eyes closed rather fascinating and prodded him
with questions until the young blond finally peeked an eye open at him. At that
moment, upon their first eye contact, it was clear that there was a connection
between them.
Shaka pulled Mu toward the bed, guiding them
down to the mattress as they continued to kiss and gently touch. There was a
slight chill on Mu’s skin as his tunic was removed, wafting to the floor
silently. He was still nervous, shivering from anticipation and excitement.
“You’re chest is wider…” Shaka observed,
letting his lips settle at the dip between Mu’s pectoral muscles.
Mu gasped and tugged at Shaka’s robes, freeing
the belt and pulling the pesky garment off the blond.
Shaka’s slender legs maneuvered them to lie on
their sides, facing each other. Draping a leg possessively over Mu’s hip, Shaka
pulled their bodies together in one swift move. Their aroused states rubbed
through Mu’s pants and Shaka’s fingers drifted south, looking to remove the
fabric separating them.
Mu angled Shaka’s face for another long,
sensuous kiss, not wanting the intimate contact to cease while they furthered in
their venture of one another.
“It is your turn…” Mu whispered, referring to
their mutual change of dominance.
Shaka smiled and nodded. Mu had penetrated
Shaka during their first experience. Wanting to share the position, Shaka took
control for their second time, back to Mu for their third. Three short,
passionate sessions were all they had together before parting. Three moments in
time that haunted their memories for years had caused their hearts to ache as
they lived their lives apart.
It was Shaka’s turn and he rolled Mu onto his
back, finally removing the pants to reveal Mu in all his natural glory.
“Shaka…” Mu started, lifting his hand to touch
Shaka’s face as it hovered above him, “…I have felt no caress since your hands
were on me before.”
“Not even your own?” Shaka teased in the only
way he really knew how, with verbal questioning.
Mu blushed. His cheeks were reminiscent of
their first time, a deep mauve tint of innocence and inexperience.
“I…had my moments when I was unable to resist.
My thoughts were always of you.” Mu’s gaze held Shaka’s eyes and he could see a
twinkle spark from his response.
“I have had no lover, except for you in my
dreams.” Shaka offered the information.
“Did you…pleasure yourself?” Mu asked, more
out of curiosity about Shaka’s stance on the subject rather than for self
interest.
Shaka looked away and Mu smiled. The stoic
blond only looked away when he was embarrassed and that happened very rarely.
“I also had moments where I was unable to resist.”
“There is something about you…Mu…that I can
never resist.” Shaka spoke again, resting his weight on Mu’s body.
Shaka’s hands clenched Mu’s hips firmly,
adjusting them to be directly underneath his own. Even though he felt like an
uncontrolled teenager, Shaka ground his erection against Mu, unable to hold
back. Mu responded, pressing his hardened state into Shaka’s body as they
gripped each other tightly, as if trying to merge.
“Shaka…” Mu moaned out as the blond lifted off
him to trail hot lips down his chest, stopping only when they reached his
groin.
Fingers teased Mu’s sensitive area before
gripping the base of his shaft. Without hesitation, Shaka took the entire
length of Mu into his mouth. “Unn…Shaka…” Mu moaned out again, bucking
slightly from the pleasure.
The reserved Virgo Saint held nothing back,
having dreamt of performing this act with his beloved for many years. Aside
from the connection of being joined, this had been Shaka’s favorite discovery in
their sexual exploration. The way Mu reacted to his lips and tongue was
incredible, only turning him on more.
Shaka nudged Mu’s legs apart, pulling his knees
up so he could start preparing his lover. His lover. Shaka shivered
from the affectionate term, finally feeling complete now that Mu had returned to
Sanctuary…and to him.
“You’re trembling.” Shaka stated, moving up
briefly to kiss Mu and look for lubrication.
“I cannot help it…it…feels so…” Mu gasped as
Shaka stroked him while searching the nightstand.
“We need something for lubrication.” Shaka
shut the drawer, coming up empty handed.
“The bathroom…let me go check.” Mu moved to
sit up, but Shaka placed his hand against his chest.
“I will go. Stay here and keep yourself
ready.” Shaka rose, striding to the bathroom in graceful sweeps. His long hair
fluttered around his waist, accentuating his small, curved bottom.
Mu blinked a few times as he watched Shaka
disappear before taking his own cock in his hand. It felt delightfully sinful
to be pleasuring himself while Shaka was searching, yet it felt so unbelievable
that he desperately waited for his lover to catch him.
He did not have to wait long as Shaka emerged
from the bathroom with a small bottle in his hand. Stopping by the edge of the
bed, Shaka took a moment to soak in the sight of Mu’s strong hand gliding over
his sex. They locked gazes, both totally caught up in the carnal play there
were enacting.
“I had no idea…you were so sexy when you
touched yourself. I would have made you do it a long time ago.” Shaka admired,
letting his own hand wander to his erection. He stroked himself a few times
then crawled back onto the bed, desiring to be one with Mu. He moved Mu’s hand
away, taking up his position and job of suckling the lavender haired Saint as
his lips surrounded the stiff member.
Mu’s fingers wound into Shaka’s loose hair,
gripping his head firmly as the intensity increased. It had been so long, so
very long since he felt such pleasure and it was just as amazing as he
remembered, even more so as Shaka attacked him with confidence and brazen
determination.
Mu felt his body tense, nearing his orgasm. He
tried to relax, to hold it back, but Shaka’s tongue pressed harder, lips
tightening around his member.
“Un…Shak—aaaaa…” Mu bucked one last time, feeling the surge of pleasure
escape down Shaka’s throat.
“I’m going to make you come again.” Shaka’s
tone was heated with sexual passion as he opened the bottle of lubrication.
Mu took a few deep breaths, trying to center
himself. “Hmmm…wonder if you can do it?” Mu challenged playfully, intrigued
with Shaka’s declaration. They were still young by sexual stamina standards,
but Mu felt unable to recover so quickly for another round, although he was
willing to give it a try since they would be having sex anyway.
“You know I can do anything I put my mind to.”
Shaka purred, pressing his fingertip to Mu’s entrance.
“I definitely hope so in this case, especially
since it benefits me.” Mu chuckled, opening his eyes slightly as Shaka’s finger
penetrated the muscled ring.
“Oh…it benefits me as well…seeing your face
when you climax is…exsquisite.” Shaka rubbed Mu’s inner thigh with his free
hand, thrusting the finger in to the knuckle.
“You mean it gets you off to see me get off.”
Mu laughed.
“Precisely. You’re vulgar mouth is also a
stimulant.” Shaka spread Mu’s legs and prepared to enter a second finger.
“Vulgar? My, my Shaka, you must not hang
around the other Saints very much. I am hardly vulgar. But I could be more so
by saying things like, ‘stick your cock in me’ and ‘fuck me already before I
flip you over and suck you off.”
Shaka’s eyes widened and he looked away,
thoroughly embarrassed by Mu’s commentary, yet also extremely aroused by the
same words. Mu lifted his hips a little as Shaka’s second finger prodded,
quickly joined by a third. “Relax.” Shaka murmured, fascinated with the grip
on his fingers, knowing that Mu would be just as tight as the first time he took
him years ago.
Shaka pulled up to sit on his knees, crouched
between Mu’s thighs. Pulling the Aires Saint closer, he lined his cock up with
Mu’s inner sanctum and removed his fingers, using the lubrication on his shaft.
Before penetrating he lifted one of Mu’s legs onto his shoulder, kissing the side
of the knee resting near his head. He looked at his lover’s calm face and
smiled sweetly.
Mu motioned Shaka to begin with a nod of the
head and blink of the eyelids. Shaka thrust forward, not stopping until he was
buried inside the tight cavern. His hands clenched Mu’s hips, pulling them down
as he thrust against them. He started slow, thrusting with power as he leaned
over to kiss the soft lips beckoning him.
Shaka’s hand slid under Mu’s thigh, down to his
ass, lifting and controlling each rock of their bodies. Mu began to softly
whimper against Shaka’s mouth as the angle shifted to brush against the spot
inside him. His erection returned, crushed between their bodies.
“See…” Shaka smiled, pleased with himself that
Mu was hard again.
“Ah…but all I have to do is push you over the
edge first…as your hard cock pounds into me.” Mu blushed at his own statement,
but knew Shaka would find the dirty talk highly stimulating.
“Unnn….” Shaka closed his eyes, feeling a
surge of excitement at Mu’s deliciously, crude attempt to derail him.
“I see you like that.” Mu noticed Shaka
slammed into him a bit harder.
“You will come first.”
“Sounds like a challenge. I accept…unnn…” Mu
smiled wickedly before quickly imitating the face he made while climaxing. He
added extra sexy whimpers and clenched his inner muscles, all trying to get the
best of Shaka’s mental state.
“Unn…” Shaka slowed down, finding Mu’s erotic
face too much to handle. “If we’re going to play that game, then you should
know …I…have…no…problem ….cheating.” Shaka grinned, shifting back to wrap his
hand around Mu’s aroused sex.
He completely halted in his thrusts, but still
remained firmly lodged inside Mu’s body as he focused all his attention on
stroking his lover. Mu tried to sit up, balking that Shaka would stop the sex
to win, but was pushed back down.
“I can move too you know.” Mu pushed against
Shaka’s hips, trying to start a rhythm that Shaka resisted.
“But I’m still in control…” Shaka stated,
gasping when Mu forcefully jumped up, throwing his weight against him, knocking
him back to the bed.
Lying on his back, Shaka was stunned
momentarily as Mu lowered himself on the rigid cock begging for release. “I’m
going to fuck the hell out of you.” Mu leaned forward and nuzzled his lips
against Shaka’s neck, nipping gently as the blond tried to keep up.
Mu rode Shaka hard, keeping their bodies
together so Shaka could not continue to manually pleasure him. The Virgo Saint
had a hard time holding back as he lost most of the control, dependent on Mu’s
movement.
“I want to touch you.” Shaka whispered, biting
the inside of his cheek and gnawing on his lower lip.
“You mean, you want to jack me off.” Mu
teased, unable to resist the naughtier version.
“Yes…sit up.” Shaka answered, looking away
with a small blush creeping up.
“Say it. Say you want to jack me off.” Mu
slammed onto Shaka harder, tightening his muscles around the blond’s cock.
Shaka growled, narrowing his eyes. “I want to
jack you off.”
Mu chuckled and sat up, allowing his lover
access to his throbbing member. Shaka wasted no time and grabbed hold of it,
pulling on it with clear intention.
“I love your cock inside me Shaka.” Mu made a
sexy face causing Shaka to whimper.
“You are a naughty, naughty boy Mu…” Shaka
teased back, waving a finger at him. “And naughty boys get….” Shaka suddenly
moved, overpowering Mu and twisting the purple haired man around, pulling him
onto his knees, “…fucked hard.”
Mu closed his eyes as Shaka entered him from
behind, holding nothing back. They rocked, Shaka thrusting from behind,
reaching around to pleasure Mu, building their peak in tandem.
“Unn…” Mu was impressed with Shaka’s rough
demeanor, which he only showed during moments like this, down and dirty sex.
Yet, it was not down and dirty, it was their way of expressing their sexual
urges and desires while still maintaining the impenetrable emotional bond of
love that they possessed. But, it was as close to hard, rough sex they would
ever participate in, and they loved every hot minute of it.
“Shaka!” Mu signaled that he was close.
“I’m ready.” Shaka inhaled as his thighs and
glutes tightened.
They let go.
“Shaka!” Mu cried out, finding his second
orgasm just as powerful as his first.
“Mu!” Shaka matched Mu’s cry, shuddering as
his body convulsed, releasing his essence into his lover.
They collapsed to the bed, Shaka resting
against Mu’s chest. Mu wrapped an arm around Shaka’s shoulder protectively,
enjoying their damp skin pressed together.
“Looks like you won.” Mu said.
“Yes. But I have a feeling that you wanted to
come again.” Shaka grinned, causing Mu to laugh.
“Guilty. I surely didn’t mind it. But I do
have to ask…” Mu turned Shaka’s chin to make eye contact.
“Yes?”
“What happens to naughty boys after they get
fucked hard?” The look on Shaka’s face was priceless as he stumbled to respond.
“I…uh…I…can’t believe I said that! Oh god.”
Shaka groaned, hiding his face into Mu’s arm.
“I loved it.” Mu said softly, getting a peek
from Shaka’s big eyes.
“Me too.” Shaka laughed, still embarrassed,
but comfortable with Mu.
“I have missed you.” Mu admitted, suddenly
becoming shy and pulling the covers over their bodies.
“I missed you as well. Yet, don’t you think it
is strange?” Shaka started, snuggling closer to Mu.
“What?”
“After all this time, all of our feelings and
emotional connection we…devour each other like two deprived animals.” Shaka
twirled his finger around one of Mu’s pink nipples absentmindedly.
Mu smiled and kissed Shaka’s forehead. “I will
make love to you with all the passion and emotion you want…just as soon as I can
recover from this.”
“And then after that, I’ll take you like a
deprived animal again.” Shaka said with a devilishly, sexy grin.
“And here I thought you wanted romance and
declarations of love.” Mu teased, intrigued with Shaka’s desire to explore more
carnal options in their sex life.
“I do…but you asked what happened to naughty
boys after they got fucked hard. The answer is, they get fucked even harder.”
Shaka’s eye gleamed and Mu gasped, feeling a hand fondling his resting
appendage.
“The Man Closest to God should be changed to,
The Man Closet to My Cock.” Mu laughed, kissing Shaka with amusement.
He pulled away to see shimmering tears in
Shaka’s eyes.
“What is it Shaka?” Mu delved the depths of
the brilliant blue eyes staring at him.
“I’m just happy you are here…finally.”
“Me too…forgive me for taking so long.” Mu
whispered.
“Forgiven.”
The End
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