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Antalogía	By : Astharoche Category: +M to R > Pandora Hearts Views: 1987 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Antalogía

Author: Astharoche

Genre: Humor, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Pairing: GilxOz

Language: English

Warning: Not beta-d~

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Oz didn't understand the deep hole that he had just dug himself. To him, it was just harmless teasing.

Gil's previously wide eyes closed quickly as a deep sigh left his mouth. Self-control have always been one of his lacking strong points. Self-control that was quickly slipping in between his fingers. He could feel his hands becoming sweaty and his heart trying to jump out off his chest. He wasn't happy to be wearing tight pants at the moment.

“Oz...please stop this nonsense,” the black hair man muttered under his breath, loud enough to hear for his close Master. He could feel every contour of his Master's body as it pressed against him.

If he did anything embarrassing, Oz would never let him live it down. If he stepped over the carefully crafted line that separated him from his Master, he would never forgive himself.

The smaller male only cocked his head to the side, his smirk widening just a tad, “Gil~ are you uncomfortable? Do you not like your Master close to you?” he asked in a pout, slowly scooting forward as he spoke. Oz braced his knees tightly on each side of Gil, pressing in as close as the position would allow him. Slim chest pressed against Gil's chest as Oz arms came fully around the quiet man.

Oz leaned in, his mouth a mere centimeter away from Gil's ear, “I like being close to Gil,” he whispered, his hot breath coming out in little puffs and hitting the pale skin near it. He closed in a little more and nuzzled his nose lightly against Gil's neck as well for good measure.

Gil felt a shiver run down his entire body, and he was completely sure that Oz had felt it as well. Slowly, he raised his trembling hands and settled them on thin, bony hips that were undoubtedly male, “I-i...like being close to you,” he admitted in a quiet voice. He felt safe enough in saying that, as it was the truth and he had previously said it as well.

The blond smiled leaned back a little to look at Gil's face. As expected, it was a bright pink and he chuckled, “Aww~ Gil loves me!” he said in a baby voice, stretching the words. He untangled his arms from his servant and stretched them over his head before placing them behind him on Gil's knees.

The older man frowned and tighten his hands on Oz hips, making the younger boy looked down at them, “You're such a tease,” he grounded out between gritted teeth, looking to the side with a blush still on his cheeks.

“Hey, Gil, don't be a spoil sport I was just play--” Oz started to say before ending up in an undignified squeak as Gil stood up from the sofa, and with him Oz, thanks to the almost bruising grip he had on the younger man. Before the blond male could form a retort to such rude treatment, he was unceremoniously dumped on the previously occupied sofa.

Gil turned his back on the teenager and stomped towards his room. He's had his fill of frustration for today. Any more and his chains would fall off, leaving him do as pleases. 'As I've been dying to do ever since...' he trailed off, shaking his head. There was no use in thinking about that now.

He reached the farthest door on the hallway and opened it, looking inside at his dark room.

Before he could get one feet inside the door frame however and proceed to slam his door, skinny arms wrapped around his midsection, effectively halting his movement. But a simple hug would not make Gil instantly happy again.

“Gil knows I don't like it when he's mad at me....are you mad at me?” Oz said, whispering the last part and tightening his arms around the taller male.

Gil turned around in his Masters arms, pushing the younger boy by the shoulders a couple of inches back, “You're reckless, arrogant, conceited and a brat,” he started making Oz pout, “but, as far as being mad, well,” Gil mumbled, lowering his face as to hide his face with his hair.

Oz smiled, rows of pearly white teeth showing his happiness, “I'm glad,” he stated before a smirk fell into place. It was in his nature to be who he was. Teasing Gilbert was his favorite pastime. And he had already gone about five minutes with no teasing.

Shrugging Gil's hands off his shoulders, he proceeded to nuzzle his face against his servant's chest, “After all, you're my most prized servant,” he mumbled against the black fabric.

Gil knew he was blushing before he even felt the heat rise to his cheeks. 'He's insufferable, but God help me because I can't help myself,' he groaned in his mind as his longer arms came around the younger boy, enclosing the blond in a big embrace.

Before his more rational mind could argue and make him see that he might be committing the biggest error of his life, he leaned down and whispered in Oz's ear, “I hope you know what you just got into,” with a slight edge in his voice, his resignation to what was coming palpable.

Without hesitation Gil licked the earlobe near him before Oz could form any kind of response. He faintly heard a gasp of surprise, 'Shock? Maybe disgust,' he thought, from his Master. Ever so slowly he ran his tongue over the small surface, pausing to nibble the earlobe then behind the ear and down the blond's neck.

“G-gil! I get it, I get it! I w-won't tease you ever again,” Oz said in a rush of words, his cheeks taking on a pink tinge as he tried to push himself out off the embrace of the taller male. That didn't get him anywhere as his wrist were gripped in gloved hands and held at his sides, “Gil...” he mumbled under his breath, a touch of worry creeping in. Maybe his servant was possessed by some weird chain again.

“Oz, don't you think it's my turn now?” Gil purred out the words, his voice taking on a husky tone. He slowly walked forward, making Oz take a couple of steps back before he was pushed against the wall, “So long...too long,” he murmured, confidence, 'Maybe madness is more like it,' filling him to the core.

He felt Oz begin to struggle against him and raised the younger boy's hands above his hands, taking them both in one of his. “You'll like it,” Gil assured, roaming his free hand along Oz's side and front pausing at the red tie neatly wrapped around Oz and loosen it, before doing the same with the white dress shirt.

“Gil, Gilbert! Stop teasing, this is a little e-extreme for payback an-!” Oz started to say but was interrupted when Gil grazed his nipple, making the blond make a sound between a groan and gasp of surprise. With re-new strength Oz struggled even more, not understanding why his body was reacting the way it was. His spine was tingling and heat was consuming his body.

Gil roamed his gloved hand across the pale chest, lightly touching the pink nipple and receiving another breathless grain. He skimmed over the seemingly tattooed clock on his chest, not wanting to think about it, up to Oz chin, lifting the blonde head up.

“Your eyes are beautiful Master,” he murmured, making the younger boy blush. Gil chuckled and brought their faces closer, brushing their noses together. “I want you,” he said, pressing himself flushed against Oz. Without waiting for a response, he clashed their mouths together for the first time. Gil groaned in the back of his throat at the feel of his Master's lips. The most heavenly feel he has ever felt.

Oz squeezed his eyes shut, trying to imagine that this wasn't happening. That he wasn't feeling anything and just wanted to get out. Oz felt his arms being released and brought them down on Gil's shoulders intent on pushing him away, but his body wasn't cooperating anymore. He felt something wet tracing his lower lip and his eyes shot open as a gasp left his mouth.

Gil used the golden chance and dived in, trying to go down as far as he could completely enraptured at finally being able to ravish his Master. He traced the velvet like gums with his tongue relishing the feel before brushing it against Oz's unmoving one. Just being able to do this made Gil hot and he could feel his long neglected erection rubbing against his pants.

The blond male shut his eyes as he experience the weird feelings. Sure he has kissed before, but never like this. He felt Gil's insistent tongue trying to make him respond and he reciprocated, shyly brushing his against the larger appendage in his mouth.

A moan startled him out off his reverie and he felt Gil braking the kiss. Embarrassingly so, he instinctively moved his head forward, trying to follow the retreating lips.

Gil smirked at his little Master. “I told you, you'll like it,” he purred, moving his hands along Oz's side and slowly towards the back going down before he reached Oz's back, grabbing it roughly and grinding himself against the lower stomach of the younger male. Gil moaned at the friction, his breath starting to come slightly uneven.

Oz's face was lighting up quickly as he felt the other man's obvious erection pressing against him. He gripped Gil's shoulders tightly. Before he knew what had happened, Gil hooked both his hands behind Oz's knees, lifting him up in the air and closer to himself.

With this new angle, Oz could feel just how hard Gil was, 'For m-me..?' and felt himself in the same state.

Gil leaned his forehead on the wall next to Oz's head as he grounded against the younger boy, now feeling his Master's cock brushing against his own.

“Ahh...ah, G-Gil,” Oz moaned as he arched into the touch, his hips trying to move as well.

Gil smirked and kissed Oz's neck, sucking the supple flesh into his mouth, making the younger boy moan his name once more. Oh how he had longed to hear that.

Keeping Oz tightly pressed against the wall and continuing his slow grinding, Gil leaned back a little, working on getting his Master's shirt off. Just as he was about to do away with the pants, the front door opened and voices floated in.

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A/N: Cliffhanger I know, mean me. But it's 3:36 am and I'm going to school in a couple of yours. I'll put up the third and last part of this on the weekend~ Hope you like it so far~ Also, if you spot any mistakes, please, please tell me! Review, if you want :)
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