Relationship

Pairing: Yohji x Aya


“Take care of yourself, Aya,” the soft deep voice reminded the bubbly girl for the umpteenth time.

Aya-chan heaved an exasperated sigh, “Yes, onii-chan, I know. Watch out for cars when crossing the road, don’t stay out too late, wear enough when it’s cold, sleep early, and beware of strangers. And if anything happens, call you, right? Anything else to add?”

Aya scowled at his sister while the rest of his teammates giggled softly behind him. Looking at the scowl on her brother’s face, Aya-chan could not help but smile. She was touched that he was so worried and protective of her, but he had to learn that she could take care of herself. Giving the redhead a tight hug, she told him to take care of himself too, and waved goodbye to everyone. Aya had wanted to walk her to the train station but she had waved him off, saying that he needed to rest after they had spent the whole night talking, updating each other about their own lives.

When Aya could no longer see his sister anymore, he gave a soft sigh and headed back into the Koneko to help with closing up. It was about time for dinner, and it was his turn to cook. Dinner was simple but lively all the same with Ken and Omi chattering away. After their meal, the two younger assassins stayed in the living room to play some video games while Aya and Yohji headed upstairs.

The redhead went straight for the bathroom, wanting to take a shower before going back to his room to maybe read a little. As the warm water fell from the showerhead onto his person after soaping himself, Aya was surprised to find himself being pulled into an embrace from behind. He reacted automatically, trying to dislodge himself from the hold when he realized that it was Yohji. He relaxed then, leaning into the lanky body behind him.

The blond bent his head to nuzzle the redhead’s neck. The smaller man felt more than heard the soft sigh of his name against his skin and shuddered involuntarily. Yohji spun Ran around and pushed him up against the wall. He wedged one knee between thighs that parted readily. Tanned hands came up to pin pale wrists against the wall beside the crown of fiery locks as Yohji’s full lips engulfed Ran’s delicate ones. The redhead moaned into the kiss as the wet appendage in his orifice sought out his own tongue and sucked on it.

When they broke apart, Yohji lowered himself to his knees, placing his lips right in front of Aya’s bloated erection. Full lips closed around the tip and sucked softly before Yohji deep-throated him without warning. Ran let out a surprised scream at that, his hands flying to the older man’s head to clutch blond locks. Yohji pinned Ran’s hips against the wall to stop him from bucking too much while he swallowed the engorged shaft over and over again.

He knew that the redhead was about to climax. That was why he suddenly pulled away, leaving his lover unfulfilled. Ran groaned in frustration at being denied his release but Yohji only told him to dry himself and to follow the older man into his room.

“And you’re not allowed to touch yourself. If you come without my permission, I’m going to have to punish you, kitten,” Yohji whispered against Ran’s ear, eliciting an involuntary shudder from the redhead.

With that, the lanky blond took a towel to dry himself before walking out of the bathroom towards his own room. Not seeing a way out and desperately needing to come, Ran hurriedly dried himself before following the blond’s footsteps into his room.

Ran closed the door behind him as he stepped into Yohji’s room. The blond then pounced on him from behind, snapping the redhead’s collar in place and tearing the towel off the gorgeous body. Ran blushed furiously when he felt the collar locked in place about his slender neck. The blond turned him around then to kiss him, all the while backing the swordsman towards the bed. When Ran felt the back of his knees touch the bed, Yohji pulled back and went to lay on the feathery comfort. He ordered the redhead to kneel in the middle of the bed and straddle him, facing the wall where the head of the bed was.

Amethysts widened when they took in the pair of leather handcuffs hanging from a hook in the ceiling in the middle of the bed. He flushed crimson yet again at that sight, knowing that those cuffs were going to encircle his wrists soon. True enough, Yohji lifted those pale arms to slip the leather restraints about slender wrists so that Ran’s arms were lifted and suspended from the ceiling.

The blond then lay back, staring at Ran’s bound form straddling him. He stared long and hard, making the redhead turn a darker shade of scarlet every second. Before long, Ran was fidgeting above Yohji, desperately needing the taller man to touch him. His manhood was so very hard and leaking like a faulty tap but with his hands bound, there was nothing he could do. When he felt Yohji’s erection every inch as hard as his was, the redhead got an idea. He writhed slightly backwards so that the blond’s shaft was resting between his cheeks and started to slide up and down Yohji’s pillar as if it were a pole. The sudden friction tore a moan from the prostrate man.

Yohji knew that Ran was trying to get him to touch him, to bring him to completion. And with what the sexy little kitten was doing, Yohji only wanted to grab pale hips and slam into the tight warmth that was Ran’s body. However, he wanted to hear Ran beg. The redhead could beg ever so prettily and it was a major turn-on for Yohji.

Tanned hands gripped pale hips tightly and held them in place as Yohji growled, “What do you want?”

Ran flushed red once more as he endeavored to beseech with his actions rather than his words, trying to break out of Yohji’s hold to rub his behind against Yohji again.

The blond controlled himself, however, and repeated his question, “What do you want, kitten? If you beg me for it nicely enough, I might just give it to you.”

Ran glowered at the blond, attempting to skewer him with his glare, but Yohji just laughed and held onto his hips tighter. Ran knew that there were going to be bruises there the next day. After a while, he finally could not take it anymore.

Ran set his pride aside and said softly, “I want you to touch me.”

“What’s that? I don’t think I caught that.”

Damn Yohji for teasing him! Ran was so going to murder him when this was all over.

Amethysts looked down at Yohji’s flat stomach as Ran repeated a little louder, “I want you to touch me.”

The older man chuckled at that and said, “Well, I am touching you now, aren’t I?”

“Yohji…”

Emerald eyes glinted in mischief and a smug smile spread across Yohji’s handsome face as the blond asked again, “What do you need, kitten?”

Looking away in embarrassment, Ran stuttered softly, “I…I need…I need Yohji…”

A strong hand left slim hips to fondle Ran’s behind, fingers ghosting across his quivering entrance. The redhead tried to push back against those fingers but was held immobile by the other hand still on his hip.

“What do you need me for?”

A finger was pushing into him slowly now.

“I…I…Ta-take me, Yohji…”

The blond let out feral laughter but did not relent, “What did you say? You’ll have to be louder than that, kitten. I can’t hear you.”

A second finger had joined the first, making Ran draw in a sharp intake of breath.

Ran tried again, louder this time, “Yohji…Yohji, take…me, please, Yohji…please…”

Yohji added one more finger, pumping three fingers in and out of Ran unhurriedly. The blond delighted in the whimpers the redhead made with each withdrawal and insertion of his digits.

“Not good enough. Tell me what you want from me.”

“I…I want…I need Yohji…in me…please…”

“Louder,” came the soft command.

As Yohji’s fingers changed their angle of entry and unerringly pressed against Ran’s prostate, the redhead could not hold back anymore, and screamed at the top of his lungs, “I want Yohji! I need you! Please put it in me!”

Satisfied, the blond withdrew his fingers and held his erection as he commanded Ran, “Lower yourself on me. I want to see you impale yourself on my stiff rod.”

Ran blushed a red to rival his fiery hair when he heard the order. Lifting himself up, he positioned himself above Yohji’s upright shaft and slowly sank down onto it. When the older man was in to the hilt, both florists let out moans long and deep.

“Lift and lower yourself on me. I want to watch you bring yourself to your peak,” Yohji growled raggedly.

Ran whimpered and started to move himself up and down the throbbing thickness. The bell on his collar rang louder and louder as he sped up his motions, the ringing a constant reminder of the redhead’s embarrassment and further intensifying the blush on his pale skin.

Ran desperately needed to come. He needed Yohji to touch him, to bring him to his peak. Each downward slam of his hips drove the tip of Yohji’s member harder into his prostate, ripping a scream from the normally silent assassin and bringing him nearer and nearer to his climax. He badly needed contact now. However, with his hands bound above him, he could only rely on Yohji to grant him his release.

“Yoh…ji…I need…please, touch…me, please touch me!”

By this time Yohji was gripping slim hips to lift and slam Ran down as the blond thrust upwards into the tight heat. Taking mercy on the redhead, one strong hand left Ran’s hip to wrap itself around his leaking shaft. It did not take long for the swordsman to come. Just a few firm strokes and when the taller man squeezed the head just right, Ran screamed Yohji’s name while his release streaked his own chest and stomach. Feeling the muscles in Ran’s bottom clench tightly around his own manhood, Yohji could not hold back anymore and climaxed into the gorgeous body straddling him, roaring his ecstasy in his possession of the redhead.

Both men were panting wildly when they came down from their crests. Yohji lifted Ran off of himself as he rolled off the bed to get some wet wipes to clean them up, leaving the smaller man kneeling on the bed with his arms still bound above him. After cleaning both himself and Ran off, and disposing of the soiled wipes, Yohji sat on the small armchair beside his window, deciding to savor the treat of seeing Ran so vulnerable and helpless.

It took a while for the redhead to realize that Yohji was not going to release him. He turned his head around until he finally laid eyes on a lanky figure lounging on the armchair with a cigarette. The redhead narrowed his violet spheres at the blond.

“Yohji, what are you doing?”

The taller man shrugged and replied nonchalantly, “Taking a smoke.”

Ran gritted his teeth, “I can see that. I’m asking, why aren’t you letting me go?”

Yohji took one drag of his cigarette before replying, “Because, kitten, I want to look at you like that. You look so hot and sexy just kneeling on my bed while being chained to the ceiling and wearing only that collar. The sound of the bell, don’t you think that it harmonizes quite well with your moans and whimpers?”

Recalling the furious ringing of the bells while he was impaling himself on Yohji caused a brilliant blush to blossom across Ran’s face and chest. He cast his eyes downwards, not wanting to meet dazzling green eyes at the moment. He knew how he could get the blond to release him.

Keeping his head bent, Ran pleaded ever so softly, “Yohji, please…please let me go.”

Hearing that soft plea made Yohji crush his cigarette into the ashtray and move towards Ran. Using his hand to lift Ran’s chin, Yohji bent his head down to claim the petal soft lips in front of him. While Ran melted into that kiss, tanned hands rose and deftly freed Ran’s wrists. Yohji broke off the kiss then and held the redhead tightly against his chest. Moving back to lie on the bed, Yohji pulled Ran up with him, causing the little golden bell to tinkle ever so softly.

As Ran lay half atop Yohji, half on the bed, he heard Yohji softly whisper into his hair, “Sorry, kitten.”

Ran was confused. He raised his head to direct baffled violet eyes at brilliant emeralds.

“For suddenly forcing this relationship on you. I know you said that you’re not ready yet, but we really want you to be a part of what we have,” Yohji clarified quietly, “Because we are all we have.”

Ran lowered his head back onto Yohji’s chest silently. He closed his eyes for a few moments before answering Yohji.

“It’s…it’s ok. I thought that I wasn’t ready but it’s ok now,” We are all we have, “Like this now, we’re ok.”

Hearing that reassured the blond as he hugged the swordsman closer.

Thank you.

Ran just slipped one arm around Yohji’s waist to return the embrace.

Thank you too.