The Replacement

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A Little Rendezvous at School

It had been several weeks since Ayame and Haru had made their ‘agreement’ and at first everything had been perfectly fine. Haru would find time in his not to hectic schedule to visit the designer and likewise Ayame had very easily found time in his schedule to spend time with the naughty cow. Things had progressed very nicely with their relationship, no one besides Hatori seemed even remotely suspicious of why Haru was hardly ever at the main house or as to why Ayame seemed to be walking as if he constantly had a stick up his arse.

Ayame had even went so far as to give Haru a key to his apartment should Haru choose to ever show up unexpected, which Aya felt was the best surprise he had ever received when Hatsuharu had done just that. All in all the ushi felt that he had created the perfect agreement with the hebi. Not only was he having amazing sex with someone so obviously talented in what they did but he was also getting to do it with the next best thing from his nezumi, though he made a point not to mention that too much to Ayame for some reason it always sent the hebi into a period of gloominess.

Yes, it had been very fun that is, or at least, up until last week when school finals had begun. Hatsuharu hadn’t been spending as much time as he should have been with his studies, though he had never been the type to just sit down and study, but as of late his study habits had become even worse. If anything was going to bring attention to his current activities it was going to be the sudden major drop in his grades.

So against Ayame’s persistence Hatsuharu had decided that they were going to have to take a break from their little escapades so that Haru had the opportunity to, shudders, study. It had been nearly a week and a half since Ayame had seen his little naughty ushi and he was beginning to get very lonely, not to mention absolutely out of his mind in misery with the hard on he had been sporting ever since.

Luckily for him though today was the last day of the finals and Hatsuharu would once again be inside his bed and him. He smiled at the thought of all of the fun that they were going to be having and couldn’t help himself when his hand slipped down and gave his swollen member a gentle rub outside of his clothing.

Damn it had really been too long, he thought to himself as he glanced at the wall clock. He still had a good 4 hours before Hatsuharu would be getting out of school and he didn’t know if he was going to be able to make it that long. That was when an idea struck him, well don’t get him wrong wonderful ideas struck him all the time as they normally do with great geniuses such as him, but this one was simply astonishing and he couldn’t wait to take it into action.

Ayame gracefully flew off of his couch, slipped into his long velvety green jacket and within minutes the apartment was completely empty.

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Hatsuharu sat in his maple colored desk with his hands behind he head as he leaned back and stared up at the ceiling. Having finished his test exceptionally early he had a bit of time to kill before he was dismissed for his lunch break. Truth be told he was out of his mind with boredom and after the last incident he didn’t dare try to doodle on his paper. Well since he was done maybe he could just say he was going to the bathroom and take a little walk around the school.

He stood from his desk and walked up to the front of the classroom, grabbing the boys bathrooms pass and heading towards the door, much to the dismay of the teacher who was calling him demanding to know what in heavens he thought he was doing. The ushi slipped the pass and his hands into his pockets as he began to walk the very empty halls.

Every once in a while he would come across a couple of students who seemed to be ditching but for the most part he was all alone, not that he minded really. He liked the solitude, the time for him to think and mewl over things in his mind. Like how much fun he was going to be having after school and how he had been looking forward to it ever since the day he had decided to stop seeing Ayame while he was supposed to be taking his tests.

What he really wanted to think about though was the fact that as of late he had been day dreaming more and more of Ayame rather than Yuki. He credited this to the fact that he was actually getting to be with Ayame rather than Yuki but it was still slightly disturbing. Up until recently he had never truly imagined himself with anyone besides his nezumi but the thought didn’t exactly disgust him either.

Not to say that he thought Ayame was ever disgusting that was far from the truth. Could it be that Ayame was just better looking than…no, no one was better looking than Yuki rather it was as if Ayame was a more advanced more sophisticated beauty. Ayame was comfortable in his skin, he knew he was handsome and beautiful all at the same time and he used those two qualities, intermingling them and put them to his own advantage.
This acceptance of himself, Haru mussed over in his mind, was something that all on its own was very attracting and alluring. Yuki was handsome and he was beautiful but he was also afraid to accept both sides of himself. He didn’t think it was right to be both and this took away from his own attractiveness…Haru stopped in his tracks outside of a small linen closet.

Did I just think what I think I just thought, he thought to himself while rubbing his eyes? Never had he admitted that there was ever something about Yuki that wasn’t attracting or fascinating and now all of a sudden out of no where here he was admitting that he found something out about Yuki that he didn’t all together like.

“Lost again?”

The ushi spun around surprised at the cool voice behind him though before he even looked he knew who it was. Haru found himself pressed against a wall with the softest lips pressed against his own begging, pleading for entrance. How could he deny such a creature? His mouth opened to allow entrance as the tongue snaked in and began its mesmerizing dance with his own. Searching, memorizing every single part of his mouth before Haru took over the dominance and in turn did the same back. The kiss broke all to sudden for both of them as they looked into each others eyes, noting very obviously the lust hidden within each other’s depths.

“Ayame what are you doing here?” Haru said barely above a whisper.

“I couldn’t wait to see you till after school, and it was just my luck to come across you while you were out walking.” Ayame’s long, talented fingers traveled up to play with the soft black roots of Haru’s hair as Ayame moaned softly and began to attack Hatsuharu’s neck while grinding his very obvious erection against his younger cousin.

The hebi kissed softly at the tender skin at the nape of Haru’s neck, nibbling, sucking, and kissing gently all the way up to his earlobe and then taking that into his mouth as well. Haru was in heaven he had never believed he would miss the touches as much as he had nor would he ever admit this to anyone else.

Hatsuharu pulled Ayame’s chin up so that he could give him a deep and passionate kiss. Suddenly he had to break the kiss as he heard footsteps and soft laughter coming their way. He thought quickly and then knew exactly where they were going to go. He grabbed Ayame’s hand gently yet firmly and led him away from the noise.

It took a few moment but once they started up the stairs Ayame knew exactly where he was being led to and smiled knowing that it was definitely private and far enough away from people they could be as loud as they wanted. Within moment they were greeting with sunshine as they both found themselves on the rooftop of the school.

The ushi quickly surveyed the area and found it to be completely empty, without hesitation he had Ayame against the wall and was furiously kissing him all along his neck and shoulders through the material that he was wearing.

“I see that you missed me…” Ayame said as he smiled caringly at Haru who only gave him an ‘of course I missed you now stop talking and put that mouth to a better use’ look. Aya’s grin became even larger at this as he placed his hands gently on each side of Haru’s face and leaned in and gave him the softest of kisses that sent chills down Hatsuharu’s back and made him want to simply ravish the man before him.

Instead Haru took his time, trying very hard to not let himself go black. So far as much as they had been together it had been impossible for Haru to not turn back once. He saw some of the bruises that he left on the poor man though Ayame had never complained it did make him feel slightly guilty and he wanted more than anything to be gentle.

He slipped his hand inside of the green jacket, admiring at the soft feeling of it underneath his fingers before he slipped it from the slender figure before him. Ayame shivered slightly at the loss of his warmth and snuggled closer to Haru’s body.

“I’ll keep you warm, don’t worry.” Haru said reassuringly as he laid the coat down on the cold cement floor, took Ayame’s hand in his own and laid him on the jacket to keep from freezing Ayame’s skin as much as possible. He knelt down between Ayame’s legs and gently laid his body weight on top of the hebi, this simple action sending shivers of excitement down Aya’s spine and causing him to buck his hips up into Haru, loving the friction it created.

Ayame ran his ivory hands down the well muscled back above him; he loved the way the muscles tensed under his touch and then relaxed at his gentle massaging. He reached around in front of Haru and slowly began to unbutton the purple school shirt, revealing the very well toned stomach. He slipped the material from Haru’s body and bathed in the sheer exotic look of the man on top of him.

His hands roamed over the well muscled back slowly down to his hips and that perfect ass before giving it a soft squeeze, causing Haru to buck into Ayame. Feeling the texture of his skin as Haru attacked his neck, ears and collar bone. Running his hands back up over to his lovers neck and feeling all of the necklaces there, taking note that he wore his choker and how much Ayame loved the look of him with the choker on. It just had an element of kink that drove Ayame crazy.

Haru began unbuttoning Ayame’s clothing and sliding it down the beautiful body under him. He was surprised to see that Aya wore nothing beneath though he supposed he had come prepared and knowing full well what he wanted when he met Haru. The naked flesh beneath him gave Haru the opportunity to kiss along Aya’s chest and gently flick out his tongue to pay attention to his nipple while his other hand rubbed and pinched at the other.

The hebi shoved his hips up, his hard cock rubbing against Haru’s pants leg and coating them slightly in some of his pre cum. Ayame’s hands continued to roam over the chest that he knew so well and along the tattoo on Haru’s arm. He couldn’t help but moan out loud at the attention that he was receiving and the way that Haru’s necklaces tickled his stomach as they dangled above him.

Hatsuharu thrusted his hips against Ayame’s again causing the hebi to arch his back and moan out for more. It was taking a great deal of control to keep his black side in check and to keep his pants on so that he didn’t just plunge directly into Ayame but so far so good as he continued to tease his cousin beneath him.

Aya tangled his fingers in the white and black hair as he moaned louder when Haru switched from one nipple to the other. After nearly two weeks of unfulfilled lust Ayame didn’t think that he was going to take it much longer. Gently he pushed Haru’s head down lowering it away from his hardened nipples and towards a much harder object.

Since Hatsuharu was trying desperately to keep his black side in check he let Ayame push him down without complaint and soon found himself staring at the very engorged cock. He smiled a wicked grin and softly kissed the head as Ayame flung his head back and moaned with desire.

Instead of satisfying that desire Haru moved over to Ayame’s thighs and began kissing them and sucking on them gently. Leaving a few love marks before switching to the other side and repeating the same action. Ayame was beside himself with longing as he bucked his hips slightly trying to encourage Haru to do more.

The ushi smiled knowingly as he placed his finger on the underside of Ayame’s cock and slowly ran it up to the point where the head and the shaft met. He gently rubbed and tapped his fingers against the sensitive spot, causing a lustrous drop of pre cum to form at the slit. Haru smiled and flicked out his tongue to capture the drop as Ayame screamed out for more.

Hatsuharu smiled at the effect his torture was having on his cousin as he lifted the shaft to reveal the sac. He cupped and gently rolled them in his hand as one finger reached back to tease his perineum. Ayame’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he reached down and ran his fingers through the white hair begging, urging, and pleading all at the same time to do more.

Haru bent his head and placed his down on the underside of Ayame’s cock and achingly slowly licked all the way to the edge of the slit, repeated the motion again and again. After every couple of licks Haru would receive a drop of pre cum before repeating the motion again. Aya’s pulse was quickening as the skin tightened around the engorged member getting larger than he had ever had in the past.

Ayame’s sac began to draw up into his body as he prepared to spill his seed as he begged for Haru to take him fully into his mouth. When Haru felt this he knew he could no longer deny the hebi and gently engulfed the entire member into his mouth taking it all the way into his throat and sucking gently while massaging the underside of Ayame’s cock all at the same time. Within 4 or 5 bobs of his head Ayame clenched his fists into Haru’s hair and bucked his hips madly as ropes of cum spayed into Haru’s mouth.

He didn’t lift his mouth from the member instead he continued to suck until every drop was surely in his mouth. The ushi stood up and quickly unbuttoned his pants and threw them aside leaving him completely naked above the hebi. Ayame smiled, he knew that Haru didn’t exactly like underwear and not a day went by he didn’t thank God for that fact.
Ayame stood up and kissed Hatsuharu passionately as Haru transferred Aya’s cum into the hebi’s mouth and then laid down on the jacket that was a makeshift bed. The hebi knew exactly what to do as he slipped down and quickly planted his mouth over the long hard shaft and used his cum to coat the hard member for lubrication.

Haru was loosing the battle with his darker side as he tried to wait patiently for Ayame to lubricate him but the longer he waited it seemed that the more his black side was beginning to take hold. Finally as Ayame pulled his hot mouth away from the ushi’s cock he positioned himself above Haru and gently began to push the rod into his puckered entrance.

As the head popped in and Haru’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, he finally admitted defeat as he reached over to Ayame and grabbed his hips thrusting up and pushing the hebi down onto him all at the same time, driving himself deep into the oh so familiar warmth that was Ayame. Instantly Aya knew that Haru had gone black and as all the times before he never minded it was just another part of the ushi that he had to accept.

Rather than resist he reveled in the feeling as Haru was buried inside of him, finally giving Ayame the feeling of completion that he had missed for the previous week and a half. Aya arched his back and flung his head back as he moaned louder than ever, his dick quickly recovering and coming back to life already beseeching for another release.

Haru’s fingers dug into the ivory hips as he thrusted the hebi down onto him and thrusted himself up into him at the same time. The hebi moved to just the right angle so that with every forceful needy thrust plunged into him he hit that special button that made him see white lights and go cross eyed.

The ushi looked up at the silver haired god on top of him riding him like a pro and marveled at just how lucky he was to get to experience this time and time again. He let his hands slip from the lips and began to stroke the hardened cock and run his other hand below to gently rub the heavy sac as Ayame kept the pace that Haru had created.

Sweat glistened off of their bodies as their moans echoed on the empty roof. As if it was far off a bell could be heard and Haru barely acknowledged that it was lunch time as he continued to pound the tight ass above him. He was so close he didn’t know how much longer he was going to be able to stand it. He lifted off of the jacket and wrapped his arms around the hebi kissing and biting into his neck with not such a gentle touch anymore while he continued to stroke the Ayame’s erect member, his hand only a blur as he felt his own balls draw up as well as Ayame’s.

Aya was the first to let go as Haru once again his that special spot, Haru’s hands gripped the hips again and began pounding just a little bit into Ayame but so fast that he was nearly continuously hitting that spot. That was all that the hebi could take as he threw his head back presenting his neck to Haru’s eager mouth and screamed out in pure bliss as his sac emptied all over his and Haru’s stomach.

The tightness that Ayame created around Haru when he came was more than the poor boy could take as he clenched the hips and cried out in his own unbridled passion sending his seed deep into Ayame, rope after rope, coating his insides as he Ayame collapsed against him and pushed him back down onto his back, clinging to each other.

Their breathing was the only thing to be heard as their bodies glistening in the afternoon sun. Ayame was the first to move as he slipped off of Haru and started gathering his clothing. Slowly after Haru began to regain his senses as he started to redress. Not before he cleaned off the mess from Ayame’s stomach and Ayame returned the favor that is.

Once they had both redressed and Haru had tried to clean off Ayame’s jacket Ayame did a quick and sudden gesture that made Haru smile and at the same time feel slightly bizarre as well. The hebi simply wrapped his arms around Haru and smiled into the neck while nuzzling the darker hair.

“I missed you.” He said simply causing Haru to smile sheepishly and yet sadly at the same time.

“I’m sorry.”

Ayame pulled back and looked into the grey eyes before bending his head slightly and kissing those lips that he loved so much.

“What in the world for?”

“I couldn’t keep myself from turning black. And for that I am sorry.” Haru said simply as he went to turn, but Ayame caught his arm and turned him back towards him. He wrapped his arms around him once more and kissed the top of his head.

“I have accepted you for all that you are Haa-Kun. The good and the bad things, and if that means that you can’t help turning black during our time together that is fine. Besides I thought it was blatantly obvious that I enjoyed that just as much as you did.” Haru couldn’t help but smile at this and nod slightly before gently hugging the hebi back, something that he never did before.

“Just as long as you keep it between us it’s fine. I better get back to class I have to return the pass and then get something to eat. I have one more test after that and then I can go.”

“Will you be coming by after school then?”

“I promised Tohru I would eat dinner with them tonight but afterwards I can probably come by.” Briefly he considered inviting Ayame to come but then a pang of doubt entered his mind as to how much he would not like to have Yuki, Ayame, and himself all in the same room. Ayame simply smiled and nodded.

“That would be fine.”

The conversation continued as they left the roof and headed down the long flight of stairs, parting at the hall so that one could go back to class and the other to go to work. It was understood that what they did between them would never be told to another single person. They both understood the importance of making sure that no one knew, especially Akito and so neither had a problem keeping their rendezvous a secret.

Neither would never admit what they had been doing to another living soul and that was the agreement, but what they hadn’t agreed on was the fact that someone else could just as easily ‘see’ what was going on and they wouldn’t have to actually ‘say’ anything. The wide ruby eyes stared in utter astonishment at the spot that Haru and Ayame had just been in. Neither knew that their secret had just been found out.

A/N: Uh oh something is about to happen. Everyone will have to just wait till the next chapter to find out what though. And I apologize for spelling and grammatical errors this chapter, I didn't have time to proof read it so here ya go the first copy.