Missing Pieces | By : SylverIce2 Category: Weiß Kreuz > General Views: 1287 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Aya sent
her to the back room, then, and kept her trapped there all day. Yohji brought her lunch, but didn’t stay to
eat with her. His normal smile was
missing, and she began to worry that she’d done something horrible.
By
dinnertime, she was coming undone at the edges, nerves making her jump at every
sound. Omi came to get her, his
cheerful expression not reaching his eyes.
The meal was nearly silent, no one able to meet anyone else’s eyes.
She fled to
her room as soon as she’d finished the dishes, her hands beginning to shake
slightly. Turning on her lamp, she
caught sight of a tall silhouette behind her.
Her knees collapsed, spilling her to the floor, her arms wrapped around
her.
“Sorry,
jo-chan. Didn’t mean to scare
you.” Yohji’s voice was apologetic, but
not as warm as usual. “But I wanted you
to myself for a few minutes.”
“Why?” She whispered the word, staring up at him,
tears just forming in the corners of her lashes.
“Because.” Yohji stepped closer, and she saw that he’d
removed his shirt, unsnapped his pants.
She caught glimpses of his skin as he moved, pale flashes that told her
he wasn’t wearing underwear. “Up.” Obeying automatically, she rose to her
knees, her eyes locking with his. “Good
girl. Now, we’re going to have a quick
chat about why you shouldn’t talk to strangers.” He wrapped his fingers in her hair, tugging her forward slightly
so that she could smell the leather of his pants and the musk of his cologne.
“Strangers?” Voice breathy, mind fogging, she leaned
closer, her lips just barely skimming the fabric.
“Yes. Strangers.
Specifically handsome redheads who can read your mind.” Fingers tightening, he used his other hand
to tug himself free of his pants. He
was hard, and his breathing turned ragged as she let a puff of hot breath wash
over his skin. “Take it.” He used her hair as a handle to drag her near,
her lips closing around him.
Brianna
closed her eyes at the sensation of silky skin. Swirling her tongue across the tip, she opened her mouth wider, which
let him pump his hips gently. He tasted
of bitter-salt, and hot male, and she sucked harder, making him swear.
“You’re
good.” He yanked her head back, forcing
her to look up at him. “I’ll still
win.” He held her in place, setting his
own rhythm, forcing her to accept what he offered. “And by the end, you’ll know better than to talk to anyone you
don’t know.” Speeding up, he waited
until she was gasping for breath, and then relaxed his iron control and allowed
himself to come. Nearly choking,
Brianna managed to swallow everything, running her tongue over him until he was
clean. He allowed her to sit back then,
sliding his fingers from her hair. “The
bed. On your hands and knees.”
As she
obeyed, he stripped his pants off.
“Take your clothes off.” He
watched as she rose, gracefully pulling her shirt over her head and wriggling
out of her jeans. Before he could
admonish her, she unsnapped her bra and tossed it to one side, followed swiftly
by her underwear. And then she returned
to her hands and knees, waiting silently.
“Good girl.” He reached out,
running his hands across her skin. “I’m
not going to be gentle. I’m not going
to take my time. I’m going to fuck you,
jo-chan, so that you know that you did something dangerous today.” She could hear the smile in his rough
voice. “And I’m going to enjoy every
second of it.” His fingers plunged into
her, her back bowing with the sensation.
Before she
could think, he’d grabbed her hips with both hands, hauling her to the edge of
the bed. He rubbed against her, as he
described precisely what he wanted to do.
Tiny gasps broke free over her lips, as her body arched against
his. “Please,” she managed to gasp, and
he laughed.
“No.” He leaned over her, biting the side of her
neck lightly, then licking the pain away.
“Not until I say so.” She
sobbed with the frustration, his gradually-hardening cock rubbing against her
slick skin. Before she could beg, he
thrust into her. “Fuck.” He pressed kisses to the back of her neck as
he began to move. Rolling her hips to
meet him, quiet moans of pleasure spilling out of her, she let him fuck her,
hard and fast, his own movements becoming less steady as he neared completion.
When they
both cried out, she his name, he a swear, they collapsed to the bed together,
Yohji sliding to one side so that he didn’t crush her. “Promise me, jo-chan. Promise me you’ll be more careful?” His voice was raw with worry and fear, and
all she could do was nod, cuddling closer to hold him to her. His arms tightened around her, and he slid
them both so that she could flip the covers over them.
“I’m sorry.” She buried her face in his neck, her legs
twined with his. “I didn’t worry enough
– you and Aya were right there, and I felt safe, and I didn’t think about how
dangerous it could be.”
Yohji
nuzzled her hair, dropping kisses lightly.
“I’m glad you feel safe with us, but when we’re that far away, and you
don’t know how good the people around you are at what they do, you’ve got to
worry more. Schu could have hurt you
badly before we got there.”
“I’m
sorry. I’ll be more careful.”
“Good girl.”
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