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Tsundere-Hime	By : Manga-Moe Category: +. to F > Blue Exorcist (Ao no Ekusoshisuto) > Blue Exorcist (Ao no Ekusoshisuto) Views: 3270 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 2

What had started out as a warm confession had quickly rolled into a boil of passion. The once innocent brush of lips to seal gentle words morphing into frantic open-mouthed kisses. Though their hands had yet only gone so far as to wander lightly over each others arms, both men were already more than a little worked up.

The feel of Bon's slick teeth against the tip of his tongue and the moist slide of his lower lip at the corner of Rin's mouth had his breath wanting to keep pace with how things were progressing.

He had to, yet again, pull away from the others delicious taste to take a shuddering breath, refilling his deprived lungs.

"Breathe through your nose, idiot," Bon remarked insensitively.

Rin glared. What kind of pillow talk was that? ! If it'd been any other partner, surely their mood would fizzle at such words. But for him they merely stoked his passion, either because he was some kind of emotional masochist when it came to Bon's insults or he'd grown so used to them it'd become endearing. So he gripped the other's dark brown hair in both hands, tugged down just hard enough that his neck was forced to arch convex to the futon below, and attached his lips to the now very exposed throat and sucked, hoping to leave a hickey as punishment.

The hot wetness had Bon gasping. Though the treatment was mildly rough, his heart still hammered amorously, and just when Rin started to add some licks and nips to his arsenal against the sensitive skin was about the same time he lost any sense of composure whatsoever and moaned loud and low from the deepest part of his throat. It reverberated against Rin's mouth and shook it's way from there to his core and down his spine, branching out thereafter along every nerve to make his toes curl and blood rush. Feeling suddenly desperate he made haste with his lips, trailing them straight down until he met the line of a tank top, effectively cutting him off from reaching the man's chest. What an annoying piece of clothing! Far worse than any tie in Rin's mind at that moment. Finally finding use for his hands he brought them to the bottom hem of the offending article and tugged up with the intent of banishing it, only to have it resist removal, Bon's weight keeping it trapped beneath him. Rin growled out in frustration and instead shoved his hands beneath the fabric to splay them against a bare stomach, not being able to keep his touch separate from uninterrupted contact now that he'd realized he wanted it. His fingertips rubbed over the hard ridges of abs and found a narrow path below the belly button of fine hair to follow down even further.

All of Bon's muscles jumped and a sharp breath escaped him, a tinge of vocals riding on it to make it sound out as a surprised, "Haaaah!" when Rin's hands tried to snake their way past the elastic of his shorts. He reflexively grasped at the eager fingers with his own, halting them in their tracks. Though he knew he wanted to do this with Rin, he didn't know if it would be a good idea in the long run, and things were moving dangerously fast. An attack of the jitters loomed right next to carnal desire, and so he wasn't feeling like his normal decisive self.

"What's wrong?" Rin asked worriedly. "Did I hurt you?"

Bon could hardly make out the concern alight in wide eyes, as he was peered down at through the darkness. How would he have hurt him? Rin said such stupid things sometimes... But now was not the time to point that out. "Course not. I just..." am nervous because I've never done this before and am worried you're too drunk to know how serious this really is, was how the rest of the sentence should have gone. But for some reason, Bon couldn't admit to his partner how vulnerable he felt. He didn't want to sound like some stupid adolescent chick, he didn't want to feel inferior, he didn't want Rin to laugh at him, and, most importantly, he didn't want to ruin the moment. He really did want this, and voicing worries about potential changes in their dynamic as friends and coworkers before they even happened was a quick way to make sure he really would regret opening his mouth at all. He sat up, forcing Rin to lean back and take a seat in his lap.

"I just wanted to help you with this." Accompanied by a surge of determination, Bon crossed his arms over his front, gripped the hem of his clothing and yanked it up over his head. Rin hummed in appreciation at this, and his hands hastily made their way to the now uncovered skin of his stomach. He ran them up from there. The rough palms, calloused thickly from years of using kurikara, dragged lightly against Bon's chest. Hyper sensitive from arousal, the almost undetectable abrasiveness, had his skin feeling electrified. His hands came to rest atop shoulders, where fingers squeezed the tight muscles twice in an intimate massage. A groan of pleasure escaped Bon, eyelids fluttered shut, and he brought his arms up around Rin's narrow waist in a loose hug to bring them closer. In hopes that he would be met for a kiss he tilted his face up towards the other, but when that didn't happen he opened his dark eyes to find blue ones simply staring down at him.

He stared right back for two seconds and then asked, "what?" puzzled as to why things had slowed to a stop.

"Can we have a light in here?" was the reply.

Slightly miffed that, of all things, this was what had made Rin stop touching, he grunted out a short, "eh"?

"It's too dark in here. I wanna see you," was the explanation.

Bon sighed, "'kay, hang on a sec." and shifted so that Rin slid to the side and off his lap so he could get up.

Changing his mind on the way over to the switch, he stopped by the desk to fish through one of the drawers. He was already feeling nervous enough, wearing only track shorts without even any underwear beneath while Rin was still fully clothed in the sharp outfit he'd obviously picked with the intention of looking nice for their night out. The light from the fixture would be too harsh, but there were some tea lights in his earthquake kit if he remembered correctly. He messed with the kit for a second or two, pulled out three tiny candles and placed them on the desktop before fumbling with some matches.

Suddenly Rin was up next to him. He pressed his side against Bon's and slung his left arm up and around his shoulders. He could feel the long demonic tail brush softly against his skin as it curled itself around one of his bare calves, then Rin reached down to the first candle, and pressed the wick very briefly between his pinky and thumb. When he pulled his fingers away a flickering flame was revealed, seemingly materialized out of thin air. He lit the other two wicks then turned his face up towards the slightly taller man with a huge grin on, completely giving away that he knew what a showoff he was being. Bon offered up an eye-roll and an annoyed sounding "tch". Like a child's, Rin's smile only got wider. Though the flames burned blue they were somehow still bright and shed enough light to cast pale skin in a cool glow. His toothy smile glinted playfully.

At times in the past Bon would catch himself taking notice of how cute or sexy Rin really was, but he couldn't remember ever getting to see him quite like this before. Sure there was something to be said about the fiery beauty of magnificence that surrounded the blue exorcist when he wielded kurikara against an enemy, moving not with too much grace but more with raw power. But now he shone with a gentle inviting beauty that demanded to be cherished instead of feared, and Bon was left powerless to defy it. He cupped his hand over Rin's cheek and simply admired his radiance, soaking it up like sunshine. A slender hand was placed over top his to hold it immobile as Rin turned his face to nuzzle and then press a small kiss to his palm. He placed another, and then another further up the large hand. Soon he was dragging his bottom lip along Bon's index finger. When the end was reached he caught the pad and the nail between teeth and flicked his tongue against the tip. He sucked lightly as he let the finger fall from his lips and then smiled wickedly up at the other male, eyes holding a minutely shy glint that begged the other to let him know he'd liked it. At the look, Bon's breath stilled in his lungs for a second before it rushed out with a pleased shudder.

Fuck. He'd gone instantly hard at that little allusion of what was to come.

Willing every ounce of the passion he felt be conveyed, Bon wrapped himself around the other's trim frame and kissed him like he never kissed anyone before. A pleased sound escaped Rin and then, as if it were a scene plucked right off of celluloid, every space melted away between the two when he leaned in so insistently that Rin tipped back in a slight dip, supported by a strong arm curved round the small of his back.

Pressed so closely like this it became glaringly obvious to Rin just how into him Bon really was at that moment. He could feel the proof of his arousal against his hip, and realizing this made his own sex start to rise in empathy. He groaned out into the kiss, shoving one knee between Bon's and grinding his crotch on his thigh to get some friction going and encourage the swell of his own dick.

Bon's head was spinning as Rin started to literally dry hump his leg. The smaller man's enthusiastic press and slide brought so much heat that he actually had to slit open his eyes for a second to make sure the half-demon hadn't ignited the both of them. How fitting that to taste sin with the son of Satan felt like being lit with those flames which came straight from Ghehenna. The ironic part though, was that Bon was certain this was a real glimpse of Nirvana.

It was amazing how easy it was to perfectly match their rythm, like his body didn't need any help from his brain to coordinate the shallow thrust of his hips with Rin's contrastingly more enthusiastic movements. He held on tightly to the other. Each drag of his straining cock against the defined crest of Rin's hip bone added to the intensity. Little by little it built inside until Bon's entire body hummed with need. Their kisses were becoming messier by the second as Rin panted, open mouthed, against the lips that were seemingly trying to devour him.

Soon even all this wasn't enough and so Bon was happy to comply with the other's lead when he felt his grip shift from shoulders to hips and insistently push, maneuvering him back towards the bed. One rough shove later, the Aria found himself flat against the futon with Rin grinning wickedly down at him. Bon glared back. He could've just asked. "You didn't have to push me."

"No. But it's the fastest way to get you where I want you..." Rin's smile grew in a way that emphasized his long canines. If Bon didn't know him as well as he did, it might've been threatening. Instead he kind of looked like a child who was up to no good and knew it. "And anyways," he continued, no longer looking the other in the eyes as his hands deftly moved to undo the buttons of his own shirt. The slightly bashful tint on his cheeks was missed, as Bon was too mesmerized by the small sliver of creamy skin that was revealed inch by inch as each button was passed by that hand, to notice. "I know you'll always forgive me." The shirt then fluttered to the floor, and Bon didn't have enough processing power left over to argue as next Rin made quick work of his pants. Underwear and all, he shimmied free of them easily, the weight of his studded belt helping the clothing fall around his ankles where they were then kicked away.

While his prey was still distracted by his perfectly lean and toned form, Rin pounced. He went right for the neck, raining small kisses up to the jaw line and then down again until Bon ground out a pleased noise and he was encouraged to pass the line of collarbone to his chest where he payed attention more lewdly with his mouth than before. He raked his fingertips down the sides of a gorgeously sculpted torso and left a trail of saliva and tiny love marks on his way across bronze tinted skin.

Before his mouth could even make it there, Rin's quick hands were already pawing Bon's fully erect penis through his clothing. Tiny gasps hitched and Bon's hips twitched without his consent. When Rin had finally decided that he'd teased enough, it wasn't because he was being nice, but because it was actually him that couldn't take it anymore. The tiny noises rumbling up from his partners chest where hushed. Rin could tell Bon was trying his best to hold them back. The problem with that though was that Rin didn't want him to hold back. No. He wanted to see the beautiful young man completely loose himself. The idea of seeing someone as self disciplined as Bon give himself up completely to pleasure took over his mind like an obsession.

Rin tugged at the last article of clothing. Without any hesitation Bon arched his hips off the bed to assist its removal. When his impressive length sprung free of confinement, Rin swallowed hard, downing the last bit of nervousness that tried to bubble up at the very real sight of another man's hard cock centimeters from his own face.

As Bon leaned up to watch, Rin dragged his tongue across his lips to wet them. A hot spell flashed over him, and then a wary apprehension clawed briefly as the tip retreated back, sliding down the side of one sharp looking canine on it's way back into his mouth. More than a few people considered Rin dangerous, but Bon had trusted him with his very own life countless times and never been let down. In fact, he wouldn't choose anyone else over the Knight to have at his back, and so, of course, he trusted him with this too. But there would always be something visceral inside that alarmed at the awareness of razor claws and raw power, even if the animal that possessed them was domesticated to the utmost degree. And here was Bon, flat on his back beneath the potential beast, all defenses down. It made his heart pound harder, his blood flow faster, and he found himself shutting his eyes to quell the overwhelming rush as Rin finally descended on his erection.

At the first experimental lick to the very tip, Rin decided the whole feel of it was kind of weird. Bon drew a sharp breath and his hips twitched at the precursory contact, and it was like a green light that he couldn't ignore. Suddenly the hint of bitter on the edge of his tongue was something he could easily get used to, even something he wanted to get used to. So he licked a long trail from base to head to get a mouthful of Bon's taste. This time it was a little, "ugnnn" that sounded out, and Rin wondered just how many kinds of noises could be made for him. It just might be a study he could devote many hours to with how enthralled he was over the one little moan of pleasure.

With peek investment in pulling reactions from the man beneath him, Rin grasped the other's sex and worked his fingers up and down. He gave Bon a deliberately slow tug up and passed his thumb around the head twice, circling the small slit there before dragging along it. Hips bucked and Rin had to drape his other arm under Bon's naval to keep him pressed down. He tore his eyes away from the engorged flesh to look up. Bon wasn't looking back though, instead, his neck was tilted up, one arm thrown over his eyes. His chest heaved with deep but short breaths. It was amazing to see someone like the normally too serious male looking that sensual and so Rin couldn't hold back from giving him everything he could possibly muster right then. He pressed a soft kiss on the crown before sliding his mouth down as far as he could. The flesh pulsed under the slide of his tongue.

It wasn't exactly like he was an expert. Far from it. He was a total newb, but he had always been somewhat of a natural when it came to practical application, and Bon still grunted like an animal in heat every time he hollowed his cheeks with suction. He trembled with every upwards drag of his lips, and it was far more than enough encouragement for Rin to keep up the caress of his tongue.

Rin was becoming addicted to the feel of firm muscles twitching, as if the pleasure was little electric shocks, under the hand which still fastened Bon to the futon. The only thing he might like more in that moment was to rub out his own pleasure to the sounds of the other coming, but he continued to rain all his attention down on his partner anyway, not willing to risk the distraction. Not one part of the display Bon made under his ministrations was something he could miss.

Rin worked faster, and low volume groans started to flow nearly non-stop like a waterfall from Bon's mouth as the tension wound up tight in his body, ready to snap at the next perfect glide of the sinful tongue. He felt more and more like a needy mess of desire as bit by bit his normal restraint was burned away in the face of Rin's passionate strokes.

One more pass of Rin's slicked up lips as he sucked hard over the head and Bon saw white behind his tightly pressed eyelids. He clenched his jaw shut against a cry that tried to escape his throat as pleasure ripped through him, forcefully enough to make his entire body rack up with quivers far beyond his control to suppress. Bon lay there for a few seconds after his orgasm, breathing deep, relishing the satisfying peace that washed over him.

Rin also lay quiet, covering the other man's lower half and panting slightly from all the effort it had taken to finish him. He rested his nose and forehead to his stomach and contemplated why it'd been instinctive to swallow when Bon came. He ran his tongue around the surfaces inside his mouth, wondering if the taste would be stuck there forever, until he felt a large hand slip beneath his chin and force his head back up. There was a smoldering look in the brown eyes that met his and Rin felt a charge of energy rocket up his spine at the intensity of it. Bon dragged him back up along his body for a passionate kiss and felt his cheeks burn red when he realized from the taste that Rin must've swallowed his cum. Was he supposed to return the favor now? Rin had started moaning into their kiss and rocking his hips against him. His nerves tightened.

He didn't know if he was quite mentally prepared to go down on another person, so instead he dragged himself up and pulled at the other's thighs, encouraging him to reposition and straddle his lap. He folded his legs pretzel style beneath Rin, crossing his ankles behind his backside to keep him in place. A shudder was felt through Bon's fingertips as he ran them up the strong cording muscles of Rin's legs and then up and around his narrow hips to finally rest at the small of his back. All the while the two stayed locked together at the lips, Rin's moans somewhat muted this way.

Without his knowledge, Rin's tail curled back on itself in a big loop. The furry end of it brushed at Bon's fingers where they clasped around his back. It was this that encouraged Bon to put his hands to use. He rubbed in a small soothing circle first and then stroked down along the spine, following it's curve and transition into tail. A long groan came from Rin at the touch. He shoved his tongue deep into Bon's mouth and let his teeth graze his lips harshly, tasting him even more enthusiastically than before. Bon's hands traveled back up to his neck where he grasped and pulled Rin away. A whine escaped him at the loss.

"Shhhh," he cooed in an effort to calm.

Instantly upon opening his eyes, Rin became enamored with the tender look on Bon's face. Though his hair fell in a messy heap all over his forehead, some of longer pieces matting with sweat, Rin could catch shimmers of affection in ardent eyes that peeked between the strands. With gentle fingers he swept the bangs, that still were dyed blonde after all these years, sideways only to have them fall back straight a second later. The two smiled softly, sharing with each other a moment of love in which words were not required to express it.

Bon leaned in for one last peck of the lips before he made his tongue broad and swiped it across his own palm, slicking it up with a good amount of spit before reaching between their damp bodies. By now Rin was so hard that he almost passed out from relief when his dick was finally paid due attention. A small bit of pearly fluid was already pooled at the slit since he had nearly came himself at the taste, the sight, and the sound of his partner doing so only moments ago. "Ah! yeaaah," he hissed.

His fist wrapped tight around Rin's member, Bon wasted no time in getting serious with his petting. Gasps and shudders were pulled from the smaller man at every long stroke and with the way he wriggled and thrust in his lap, Bon almost thought he himself would get hard again. He was so responsive, it was hard to believe how natural it became to touch another person so intimately like this. Rin made it so easy and was proving to truly be sex on legs in Bon's eyes. He was like a porn star minus all the fake. Each flutter of his lashes against blush stained porcelain cheeks as his eyelids trembled, each mumbled curse that tumbled from his panting lips, every twitch of his hips, were all products of genuine passion. It all had Bon becoming more and more convinced that this was someone he was never going to let go.

"Ah, shit! Faster!" Rin begged [or was it commanded? Bon couldn't tell] without a hint of shame. He doubled the pace, unable to deny the writhing male anything he wanted.

If the spastic flexing of muscles was any indication, Bon was pretty sure Rin was only a second away from coming. The volume was starting to get out of hand already so he latched his lips over Rin's to muffle the potential scream of pleasure he was worried the other might let loose. He didn't want to have to explain anything weird to Shima or Koneko first thing in the morning.

Rin moaned into the kiss and squeezed his arms and fingers so tightly against Bon's shoulders that he felt the sharp prick of nails. One more pass of his hand up the shaft and he cupped his palm over the head, effectively keeping Rin's cum from hitting them both in the chin as, right on cue, he orgasmed harder than Bon thought possible.

Holding his quivering body tight against himself, he gave Rin's softening member one last tight fisted caress downwards, spreading his fluid around messily. Rin shuddered and bowed his back so he could reach down enough to press his face to the side of Bon's neck. He planted a couple of feathery kisses there as he came down calmly from up high.

Body feeling suddenly heavy with sleep, Rin lazily lifted his head from Bon's broad shoulder to give him a happy sated smile. He smiled back. With his one hand not covered in semen he gently pushed Rin to lay back before going to grab a tissue from desktop. After the mess was dealt with he joined him back in bed, pulling the covers up over the both of them as he lay next to the other man, already half asleep. Rin instantly wrapped up around him in a hold that left no room for even air to squeeze between the two. And even though Bon shouldn't have been so comforted by being nearly smothered in the too warm room, he found himself happy and easily overtaken by a deep sleep.

…...

*BRINNG BRINNG! BRINNG BRINNG!*

Bon growled. Orange morning sunlight filtered in softly between the blinds, still bright enough to sting his sleepy eyes.

5:30 AM always came really really early.

He tried to get up to look for his cell phone but Rin had him pinned, still in that almost suffocating embrace. He peeled the long arms from his chest as the phone continued to chime its good morning. Rin grumbled and cursed, still mostly asleep and trying to grasp tighter onto his living pillow, not wanting to let him escape.

"Leggo for a second!" Bon grumped and kicked his legs to loosen them from the tangle with Rin's that even his tail hadn't been left out of.

"the fuck's wrong with you?" Rin mumbled, speech slurred from sleepiness, "who sets an alarm on Sunday? !"

Bon merely growled out an irritated note in response as he finally found the source of the annoying beeping hidden in the mess of covers at the end of the futon. He hit the snooze button, and Rin sighed in relief at the quiet.

The demon stretched and blinked his normally wide eyes open in a squint to see what the fuck was up when his bed mate didn't immediately return to his side. He saw Bon sitting at the edge of the bed searching around for his clothing. A quick glance at the digital clock in the room had him rubbing at his eyes to make sure he was seeing right.

"Five-fuckin'-thirty?" he groaned out in despair, like it was a sign of the end of days that he was woken at such a god-awful time. "Seriously, there's somethin' wrong with you." Bon craned his neck and shot him what was meant to be a nasty look from under his bed hair.

A slow smile crept across Rin's lips. Though they'd had to camp out together before, he'd never seen Bon first thing in the morning, what with him being such an early riser that it was near unholy. He chuckled.

"What's so funny?" he ground out, tone becoming mordant.

"You're just so damn cute!" Rin exclaimed gleefully. He surged forwards to grab the other man from behind, draping his arms over his shoulders. Bon grunted, sounding displeased. But the pink blush that washed over his cheeks signaled he felt otherwise. Rin's lips brushed over his right ear, and arms squeezed across his bare chest in a hug. "Last night was...just...mmmmm," he purred, not knowing exactly what words would sum it up. "You're not thinking of leaving me this early after being so nice like that, are you?"

Bon felt every cell of his being rally to a chorus of 'I wouldn't dare!' And so he figured, why not, it was Sunday after all. Staying in bed a little longer, [all morning, hell, all day!] really couldn't hurt if it was with Rin.
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