Want and Need are Two Very Different Things | By : yaoilovervixen Category: Weiß Kreuz > General Views: 5722 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Want and Need are Two Very Different Things
Chapter 4
Hearing
Yohji slam the front door behind him he smiled, to himself, at his brilliance.
He knew Yohji would follow Ken and his "date", if you wanted to call
him that. His wallet was thinner, of course, but the house was empty except Omi
and himself………perfect.
The soft
padding of Aya's socks on the carpet was lost to Omi who was currently typing
away on his computer in the basement. When he reached the bottom of the stairs
he walked up behind of Omi's chair. Leaning down to hover next to his ear Aya
whispered to him, "You should take a rest Omi."
Jumping at
least 4 inches off of his chair, "What the he……. Aya? What ….. What are…
are you doing down here?" Omi squeaked, his voice weak after the yelp eh
had admitted before his jump of fright, turning his head to look up at him.
"Well
my little Omi, you've been down here typing all afternoon and everything. Here
let me help, your hands must feel awful." His voice was just under a
whisper in Omi's ear once again and was smooth and soft. He took his fingers
and ran them from the back of his neck down his arms to the back of his hands
where he proceeded to massage the skin and muscles there. Resting his chin on
Omi's shoulder his breathing was light and seductive in his ear.
The
clicking of the keyboard had long since ceased. Omi's fingers were too busy
gripping the table, hi eyes closed and jaw laxly open. "Aya, what are you
doing? Aya?"
"Yes
Omi? What is it you need?" Aya said licking the shell of his ear and gripping
his hands and lacing their fingers together. An exhalation of breath that
slipped from Omi's lips was all the invitation his body impatient body would
allow. Grasping his hands tighter he pulled Omi and the chair away from the
desk and spun him around to face him letting go of his hands and stopping the
chairs cycle with his foot, next to Omi's knee on the seat.
Omi's hands
immediately went to the arms of the chair, for both physical and emotional
support. Opening his eyes, he saw that he was level with Aya's groin. Blushing
furiously he raised his eyes up to Aya's face which proved to be not so great
an idea.
Aya looked
down to Omi with a look that could have been defined as pure corruption. Moving
a hand to run his fingers through Omi's hair he leaned forward kissing his
forehead. He again took Omi's hands in his and he pulled Omi up from his chair,
not stepping back, so that Omi was now pressed up against him breathing
heavily, his chest heaving up and down against his stomach. "Come Omi. I
think you need a break." He then led Omi up the stairs and through the
kitchen to their apartments.
Now Omi's
mental rant, that he had adopted with Yohji, "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my
God!" had begun again. His hand inside of Aya's, as he was lead to their
apartments, felt cold but oddly soft. He didn't know where Aya would take him
and he was shaking with nervousness.
Aya stopped
in front of his own door. Turning the doorknob and opening the door, he flooded
the room with light from the hall, which didn't seem like much at all.
"Come Omi." He said pulling on his hand to bring him into the room,
but Omi faltered and wouldn't budge. Noting this Aya smirked almost evilly.
"What's wrong Omi?" Aya said stepping up to him and closing the gap
between them.
As Aya
stepped toward him he stepped back, opening the distance, ~That's it Omi. Just
keep it up Omi. Right where I want you.~ Aya continued to invade Omi's personal
space and Omi kept their space constant until he felt his back against the firm
wall. His hands were flat against the wall as he tried to press himself as
close to the wall as his body would allow, his eyes never leaving Aya's.
Aya placed
one hand on the wall next to Omi's head and the other on the wall next to his
hip. "Just feel Omi, just feel." Aya said this, his lips so close to
Omi's they here practically kissing already. Aya received a surprise when Omi
leaned forward on his toes, gripping the front of Aya's shirt, pulling him down,
and closed the distance between their lips pressing their chests and hips
together.
The kiss indicated by Omi, was
dominated by Aya. He slipped his tongue over his bottom lip and through Omi's
lips the first chance he got and massaged Omi's tongue with his own. He heard,
very faint, a small whisper, he was sure was from Omi, "Yohji." He
could feel Omi's body tense next to his as he realized what he had just said,
and gasping he broke the kiss. Looking at Aya with utter horror before breaking
away from his grasp whisking away down the hall and down the stairs never
turning around to look back and see Aya's reaction or if he would follow,
knowing that this mistake would not go forgotten.
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