Inside My Wallet

Inside My
Wallet

 

By: Anna
Hibiki

Rating:
NC-17.

Disclaimers:
Weiss is not mine… yet. Someday I’ll own it! *insert evil laugh*

WarningsU, SU, Shounen-ai/Yaoi, lemon, angst, death, drugs, told from Youji’s POV.

 

Notes:
Anything written in Italic are thoughts. Things /written this way/ are
mental talk.

This fic
can be read in my page, mediaminer.org and ff.net.

 

 

Part 1

 

I was tired,
it looked like my legs didn’t want to carry my weight any further. But it was
Ran’s birthday, and that little evil thing, also known as his boyfriend Omi,
insisted that we all went to the club where his Ran-kun and Farfello work as
waiters.

Well, at
least I wasn’t the only one looking like I would prefer to go to sleep instead
of going to the club, but it happens that none of us (not even Brad!) can’t say
no to the kid’s puppy eyes.

Okay, I’ll
be honest, we agreed to go to the club because there was a performance.

Farfie and
Ran have seen those guys before and say they’re great, a gaijin- I think Farf
said German or English, I can’t remember, and a Japanese boy.

The only
one who refused to come was Nagi, we had to bring him home (he doesn’t handle
alcohol well and was starting to act weird). Of course, he knows Brad won’t
cheat on him, so he has no problems in letting him go to the club with us.

 

So as I was
trying to say, Omi, Ran, Brad, Farfie, and I went to the club. It was crowded,
but since our psychos (yeah, psychos, those guys arery) ry) have contacts we
had no problem getting into the club.

Omi handed
me his camera, one of those ones that give you the photo instantly.

He grabbed
Ran and kissed him so I could take a picture of them together.

I gave him
the photo as soon as it got out of the camera, and intended to hand him the
camera too (the truth is that I looked a little ridiculous in the middle of the
club holding Omi’s old fucking camera), but someone bumped into me and when I
looked up I had lost my friends.

Great
Kudou. I remember I
told myself. You’re in the middle of this club with a fucking camera in your
hands and now you have no fucking idea of where your friends are.

So I just
went to the most crowed part and looked at the stage, at least I would get to
see those guys Farfie and Ran had talked about.

 

Their show
had started a while ago. Lots of people watched them, other people was dancing
at the beat of the loud music and other people where fucking or who knows what
they were doing.

The first
thing I saw was a gorgeous redhead. That should be the foreigner one.

Long
flaming orange hair, perfect muscles, nice ass. He was wearing a pair of black
leather pants and black boots. No shirt.

Someone was
wrapping his tan arms around his waist, hands caressing his skin and embracing
him loosely from behind as they moved slowly, following the sensual music.

It was then
when those arms disappeared and the other guy faced the crow.

He was
shorter than the gaijin. He was wearing leather boots and a pair of dark brown
leather pants. He probably was an athlete, those were a soccer player legs, I
was sure of that. He was also wearing a black top, revealing those tan arms
that a moment before had been around the redhead’s body.

It was then
when I saw his face. And something inside me tightened when I saw the most
beautiful creature I have seen in my whole fucking life.

Beautiful
it’s the only word I can find to describe him.

A le
le
mouth that grinned sheepishly didn’t contrast with the apparent innocence of
his chocolate brown eyes, slightly covered with his chestnut hair.

I didn’t
think about it twice. I prepared the camera and took a picture of that face.
When the photo was out, I put it inside my wallet.

Suddenly the
music changed, and the redhead turned the boy around, his hands on the other’s
hips to bring him closer. One more note about the kid’s body, he had a VERY
nice ass.

Then they
started to kiss. Slow, lingering, the gaijin’s tongue parting the brunette’s lips
in such an intimate way it made me feel guilty just by looking at them. That
was a sight that had half of the people in the club gaping, me included, I have
to admit.

The hands
at the boy’s hips went further down when he responded to the kiss, caressing
the other man’s tongue with his slowly, teasing him and also teasing all the
people there.

But they
didn’t seem to mind that a lot of people had stopped drinking dancdancing just
to look at them. And of course, they didn’t mind that my pants were becoming a
little too tight thanks to them.

They
continued dancing, slowly because they were more focused on each other, one of
those tan arms around his partner’s neck as the other hand caressed his side
and went up again to tilt the redhead’s face to a side, allowing a better
access for those wicked kisses before the other decided he wanted to move a
little and kiss down his jaw and focus at the kid’s neck.

He tilted
his head backwards so the other man could do whatever he wanted to his neck,
his mouth opening to let out what I guess was a moan (there was no way I could
hearm frm from my position and with the music so loud) when his lover squeezed
his ass and pulled him against his crotch.

 

Kami-sama,
how I wanted him-them-! But the boy… he was too sexy for his own good. Yeah, I
wanted that darkhaired boy, and decided he had to be mine no matter what.

 

Time passed
slowly but too quickly for my liking.

A few
minutes later the redhead (very obviously aroused) left the stage and came a
few seconds later with a chair and placed it at the middle of the stage so
everybody could have a nice view and sat down.

The
brunette (very obviously aroused too) looked at the crowd (and for an instant
our eyes met) rubbed the back of his head and grinned shyly at all the people
looking at him, as if he ’t k’t know they had an audience.

He
approached the taller man, placed a leg at each side of the his body and stared
into those (I later discovered they were green) eyes as if they were
communicating without words.

 

I was
anxious to know what was going to happen next. I felt like grabbing the first
person I saw and fuck him/her into unconsciousness, but I controlled myself. I
wanted the boy.

Shit I
would even pay if that was necessary to have him!

The redhead
slid a hand up the other’s inner thigh, gently rubbing his hand against his
partner’s crotch while his other hand was skillfully removing the black top the
other man was wearing and licking at the tan skin he was revealing.

I thought I
was going to die right there, right then.

If he
looked beautiful before, I didn’t even want to imagine how good he would look
naked (though those clothes he was wearing gave me an idea of what was there).

He was
holding at the taller man’s shoulder, biting his lip as that moist mouth closed
around a nipple and sucked gently, the hand on his crotch rubbing a little
harder. It looked like the sensations were too much for him, because he lost
his balance and fell onto the redhead’s lap.

I would
have fallen down too, but luckily there was so much people that I couldn’t even
fall.

They
started to kiss again, hands roaming on their bodies, the kiss fierce and
desperate as the longhaired man shifted his position to grind his clothed cock
against the brunette’s.

 

They were
so beautiful together, so sexy, I thought I had gone crazy! If that lasted
longer I would have come on my pants just by looking at them. I hadn’t even
touched myself but felt like I would explode!

 

Luckily for
my pants (but not for my eyes), the owner of the club, a cool guy I met
sometime ago, went into the stage and the music stopped just when the boy was
unfastening the redhead’s pants.

Everything
was in silence as the brunette leaned forward to kiss the other guy softly and
they got off the chair.

“Well, as
usual, they gave us a wonderful show!” the owner said chuckling. “It’s a pity
that their hour has finished so they can’t continue, but I hope you continue
having fun! Good night!” he said and the stage lights went off.

There were
protests (mine included) because obviously everybody wanted to see them finish
what they had started. We had seen just the foreplay, and we all wanted to see
everything, but that was denied to us.

 

I tried to
get out of the crowd as quickly as possible. I had to see him, talk to him.

Two minutes
later I got into bat bathrooms area, that was also where the room in which they
should be in was.

I found my
friends at the corridor there, and they were surprised to see me panting and so
nervous (I was wearing my coat and it concealed the rather big bulge into my
pants. And even if that was the middle of summer, one has to be cool so I had
brought the coat and thank kami-sama I did!). I tossed the camera at Omi and
asked Farfello to help me get into the room the boy was in.

He
chuckled. “They gave quite a show today, ne? It sure hurt God.”

“But not as
much as last time.” Ran cut in. “Last time they actually fucked up there.”

“Ran-kun!!”
his boyfriend scolded.

“No, it
wasn’t last time. That was the last time before last time. The last time they
were here the gaijin gave the boy a blowjob.” Our one-eyed psycho corrected
him.

Ran glared
at him. “No, it’s how I said.”

Perfect.
That was all I needed, having them arguing. “You can fight when I leave, but I
REALLY need to get into that room, so Farfie?”

Farf shrugged
and let me in.

 

My eyes
scanned the room until I saw the telltale mane of orange hair.

The redhead
was pinning the boy to the wall. Those tan legs of the kid were wrapped tightly
around his waist, his pants were halfway down his hips and gave me a nice view
of his rear.

Of course,
after all the foreplay, they had just finished fucking, not caring that there
were at least ten people into the room (but if they did it before crowds of
people, I don’t think they’d be ashamed to do that there).

The
brunette’s head rested on the gaijin’s shoulder, his arms secured around his
neck as the German, yeah German held him tightly against his body.

I guessed
they had just finished because they were still shuddering and panting slightly.

Then those
chocolate eyes opened as he placed a few soft kisses to his partner’s neck and
slowly, almost reluctantly, the other man lowered him down.

 

Until that
moment they hadn’t noticed me, but the boy caught me staring at them.

I looked
away as they composed themselves a little (I’ll never know how I got the self
control to do that).

When I
looked at them again, they were looking at me.

“What do
you want?” The redhead asked me sliding an arm around the boy’s waist.

 

Tsu zu ku…

 

 

Oi! Etoo… I
think I’ve lost it! *sighs* I’m half done with new chapters for my fics, but
this is been on my mind for a few days already and couldn’t help but write it.

I know,
that attempt to write foreplay just sucks, I don’t even want to think of how
bad the actual lemon would be in next chappie *sniff*

It’s a two
part story (which means that next chapter will be the last one).

A YoKen, as
always… with SchuKen, as always. But this time I have to admit I hadn’t planned
the SchuKen to be in this fic. But Ken had to be with someone here, and since
there’s no way I’m pairing him with Aya, Omi or Farf, Nagi didn’t fit into the
story and Brad doesn’t look to me like one to be such an exhibitionist, Schu
was the perfect choice (not that I mind since SchuKen it’s my second fave WK
pairing [my fave is YoKen]).

Anyway,
what do you think? Do ya like this fic?

 

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leave me comments with your opinions, ideas and anything ya wanna say. They
make me happy, and a happy Anna means faster updates and that I’ll try harder
to do better.

 

Hasta
luego!