Cage
Cage
~Cage …~
Author’s note:
er…well..actually I never
wrote a Weiss Kreuz ficcie
before…but fome sme strange reason I decided to see if I could! (After all…the
number of different “lemon/slash” pairings I have done…should be more than
enough to make me capable of any pairing! ><~!!! Hmm…I think Aya x
Omi…sounds like a good pairing…^^ *looks at Omi’s pic*
haha…anyways please accept spanspan class=GramE>apologies
if this turns out a bit weird! It’s been a few weeks since I wrote a
lemon! Eeks! Oh…because I usually write
ones!) I’ve decided to honour my Deg boys and that’s why I called this fic…that
title! =P
***
Your eyes are so piercing, like slivers ofss css cutting deep and even
deeper into my soul. That’s why my eyes never meetr eyr eyes; that is why I
avoid you, you think it’s because I hate you. You are so wrong. It’s because I
found something alien, something that shouldn’t be there in my body, in my
heart. Now, I’m lost for words. I really don’t know what to do or where to
turn…especially now that you hold my heart and soul locked tight in a cage.
Actually, I do
hate you. I hate you so much that my hate transforms beyond hate and flips
over, so that the knife held deep in my heart is a twisting two-sided sword.
heart.
way? You’re just a stupid little brat…
I want to conquer you. I want to own you
so that you only cry out my name, like how my soul cries out your name! I want
to fxxk you…I need and desire your body so much…but
most of all; I want you to desire mine…
Aya sighed and
flicked the cigarette, the ash falling to the lounge floor. He didn’t care that
he was dirtying the place, what did it matter? There were other turmoil’s
tormenting his heart and mind and the shop faded away as completely irrelevant
and unimportant. Aya was so bored, how many hours had hen sin sitting there,
alone, on the floor. Too many, especially now that a certain
someone seemed to be filling his mind more often than it seemed possible, like
every second!
Aya narrowed his
eyes down to an evil glare, letting his gaze flicker onto a small picture of
him, he stared at it with such a burning intensity that in his mind the picture
burst into flames and Omi was gone. He still couldn’t get over the fact that
such a little kid like Omi could occupy him so easily.
I must be
getting weak or sick…or crazy!
Aya sat up
rubbing his eyes, feeling a little guilty. He had been sitting here doing
nothing but mope and stare at the walls in frustration and yet he was supposed
to be minding the store! With a sigh he stood up slowly and made his way
downstairs…
If only…
could…fxxk them blind…and forget that bastard Omi!
A smiled darted
across Aya’s face, an evil glinting smile as he vividly remembered the last
time that Yohji had been “bedded” by him. Those moans
and groans of desire, they made Aya know that they all wanted him. Secretly
they all desired him, of course except…Omi! Aya sighed, it didn’t matter to him
that Omi was a little pup; Omi was still meant to be in awe of Aya, Omi was
still meant to be after him! However Omi wasn’t, maybe that was why Aya had to
fall for Omi, because he was the only one not after him. Fate could be so cruel
sometimes…
I don’t care
about fate anymore…Omi…you will be mine, at least once!
Aya sat himself
down behind the cash register, bored, leaning on his elbows and waiting for any
customers or anyone to come and relieve his tediousness. He began to tap his
toes quickly against the wood; it made a slight clicking sound, almost pleasant
to his ears. Aya shut his eyes and lit another cigarette, inhaling deeply as he
let images of Omi flicker pleasantly in his mind…or…Omi strip seductively in his
mind…
*
Omi took a deep breath and then slid the shop door open, he had been running,
always running away from school and home again. He never knew why, but he had
this great burning desire to see Aya and then he could relax, he could calm
down. It never ever made sense to Omi why he should feel this way for Aya; Aya
was so cold to him. Ignoring him or just turning away as though Omi was vapour
or something too disgusting to look at, but that never stopped Omi from caring.
Today Omi sighed
as he walked in, yup, Aya was in his usual place, slumped and bored behind the
cash register. He looked different, almost sinister today; Omi shivered and
walked calmly over to him. Aya’s eyes were shut and the smile across his face
looked slightly deranged, it was times like these that Omi understood by Aya
was perfect for the job. He frowned at Aya and wondered what he was thinking
about, if only Omi knew that Aya was stripping him in his mind…
Aya’s eyes
flickered open coolly and he nodded slightly seeing Omi back, he’s back…and
no one is here! A tight taut smile flickered on Aya’s face; he sat up and
motioned silently for Omi to go to him. Aya smirked as he saw Omi’s look of
fear and how pale Omi turned. Those big round eyes that Aya had been avoiding
for so long were so innocent, beautiful, Aya just had
to look now…
He shivered, the
way that Aya spoke sent shivers of fear tinged with…was it
really…desire…dancing like hot flames down his body. Omi tensed and forced
himself to look into Aya’s eyes and smile back. Aya was standing now, and of
course smoking per usual. Today there was that extra something about Aya, Omi
found himself staring at Aya in desire, he looked sexy as he slowly inhaled the
cigarette smoke. Omi’s lips parted slightly, he quickly shut them as he saw a
flash of amusement in Aya’s face.
“Come here.”
forward towards Aya, but as he did so Aya stepped backwards, never looking back
but somehow knowing where to step and avoid the piles of mess that littered the
floor. Aya looked so controlled and prepared it seemed almost as though it was
all planned. Omi began to feel dizzy, that was just too ridiculous. He shook
his head and with all his effort stopped and met Aya’s piercing eyes.
Aya’s cry was a
husky yell tinged with anger, probably because Omi had stopped and not gone
straight to Aya like he was supposed to. Omi took a deep breath, spreading his
legs further, positioning himself for a yelling at by Aya. Cautiously he looked
up, Aya was smiling wickedly at him, and there was no hint of the malice that
had been hidden in his cry of “Omi”.
That’s right
Omi, part those legs, wider…are you inviting me?
Now Omi’s lips
really did part, as he saw Aya glide over towards him. There was just something
so arousing and casual about the way that Aya moved. The gentle sway of his
hips and the slow way he walked with that cigarette dangling between his lips.
Omi’s eyes seemed to grow bigger and rounder as he stood mesmerised by Aya
walking towards him. He never even realised how near Aya was, how dangerously
near he was until he felt a hand stroke down his hipbone.
Smooth and
gentle…sensuous…that will bring him in straight to me…
to look into Aya’s face, what was going on! Aya smiled down at him and placed
his other hand upon Omi’s shoulder, a comforting pressing weight. Aya’s face
was mere inches away from Omi’s, Omi felt so odd, never had he been so close to
Aya before. It was the first time he saw how beautiful Aya’s hair was and
wondered what colour his “other” hair was! A blush began to spread across Omi’s
face as he realised what he was thinking about and where exactly Aya was…
Omi felt a bit of
regret as Aya moved his hand from his hip and placed it on his other shoulder,
now it just seemed like he would be getting a lecture or a talking to, and not
“something” else that Omi had been hoping for. Disappointed, he shut his eyes
sighing; the room was completely silent except for the slight noise of Aya’s
and Omi’s breathing.
A light tearing sound
filled the air making Omi gasp as he felt a cool breeze all over his upper
body. Quickly Omi’s big eyes flickered open, his shirt was…gone…torn…Omi felt
dizzy and in a daze he glanced back up at Aya…
“Those high
school boys can be so cruel…can’t they Omi?” Aya whispered his voice barely
above the noise of their breathing. Omi blinked in surprised and just stared at
Aya, what was Aya talking about, they were never cruel
to him.
“Ripping your
shirt off…”
Omi gasped, his
lips were parted as Aya traced gentle fingertips over his youthful body,
fingertips that circled his nipples and then rubbed them until they were hard
against Aya’s palms… Omi’s raised his face higher, his eyelids shutting softly
as Aya’s lips were pressed delicately against his. Lips nibbling on Omi’s as
Aya pressed their bodies together…
“Aya…” Omi gasped
as Aya pulled away with a tender smile, gently Aya
pressed his fingertips to Omi’s lips and cheeks to prevent him from speaking.
“Hurting you…you
wouldn’t want that would you Omi?”
Aya twisted his
arms tightly around Omi’s middle and held him unbearably tight in his arms. He
pressed his nose against Omi’s, his eyes staring straight into Omi’s innocent
ones, “be a good boy Omi…do what’s needed…”
Fea>Fearfully Omi
nodded his head, he felt so dizzy and what had felt like an uncomfortable hold
now was the only thing holding him. Limply he leaned on Aya, letting his head
rest against Aya’s smooth shoulder.
“Omi…did you bolt
the door?” Aya whispered, warm fingers stroking long and hard down his smooth
back, “Did you? Shouldn’t you go and bolt it…wouldn’t want those high school
boys hurting you now!” Omi whimpered as he felt a fingernail dig into his back,
suddenly Aya’s touches were gone and only the cool breeze was left caressing
his body…
“Go on…bolt it…” let
us be alone here…don’t let anyone disturb us, I want you now…
Omi whimpered and
slowly made his way to the door bolting it and then turning back to face Aya.
Nervously Omi wiped his eyes and stood still staring at Aya, he was scared, but
how could he not want Aya? Aya stood with his body tilted backwards perfectly
accentuating his slender muscled body. He had one hand resting on his jutting
hip bone and the other motioning casually to Omi.
The casualness of
the whole affair was what lured Omi to him as a light draws in a moth. Circling
frantically, trying to get into the light and away from its dangerousness at
the same time…
Aya smiled
happily as his arms closed tight around Omi’s slender upper body and he felt
Omi unbuttoning his shirt quickly with his shaking hands. Aya released his hold
on Omi as he slid the shirt off and pressed hands over Aya’s taut body. Gently
Aya pushed Omi back, leaning him on his hands as he lowered his mouth, pressing
to Omi’s chest.
Aya’s lips closed
around one nipple gently, sucking and licking it, he could feel Omi tensing in
his arms, Aya licked slowly down from the nipple, he lifted his head and
pressed his tongue so quickly to Omi’s body it was just a teasing motion that
aroused Omi even more…
He pouted, his
lips just hovering above his victims chest, waiting, Omi wasn’t aroused enough!
Omi should be filled with desire, just from a few touches of me against him!
Aya sighed and with the rush of warm air against Omi’s chest, he moaned lightly
at first and then louder with more anguish as the tongue dipped lower and
harder against his quickly aroused body…
Still supporting Omi, but struggling to
now, with his own desire flooding his body, Aya gently manoeuvred them down to
the ground. Lying side by side, Omi trembled taking
deep breaths; he had never known that Aya could so easily make him feel this
way. Before he even had a chance to think about returning his body to normal
Aya was on him again…
Omi shut his eyes
with dizzy relief as Aya’s tongue lazily played with his belly button his hands
falling to the clasping of his school pants. Unlike Omi’s hands when he undid
Aya’s shirt, Aya’s hands were steady and confident as he opened Omi’s pants and
slid them down his body…
His eyes
flickered open in surprise as Aya’s hands gently surrounded his ache, stroking
him gently and then rubbing the tip. Omi’s eyes flickered and he found himself
arching his back and thrusting his hips forward and harder into Aya’s hands. He
smiled dreamily moaning out Aya’s name as Aya’s hands gently stroked his
growing desire…
As Aya’s hands
caressed the most sensitive part of Omi his lips nipped along his thigh. His
lips gently nibbling and biting along one slender thigh and then licking higher
and higher up his thigh…almost…reaching the place his…hands were
located…
in anguish as he let his head loll to the side, “please…” he whispered
trembling… His body was quickly lost in the sensuous and gentle touches of Aya.
Slowly his mind was dizzily circling away from usual thoughts and bizarre. Even
the blood of his body was taken over, it rushed around
heatedly spreading his desire in waves of passion. So that his body was filled
with contradiction…he wanted to relax, yet tense up, push away but push closer
all at the same time…
Omi already felt
like he was in heaven just from Aya’s touches, he nearly died however as Aya’s
moist mouth slid around him, enveloping his length deep into his mouth.
and lips pleasured him softly and quickly… Omi had never felt
causing swirls of desire and passion to cycle harder and faster through out
Omi’s tensed up body.
Aya gently
stroked Omi’s feverish body, pressing his hands gently and then harder against
his aroused body… Aya smiled, finally, Omi was only thinking of him, cry after
cry Omi called out Aya’s name. So lost to passion he seemed delirious, and the
only thing he knew was…Aya…
Aya could feel
that Omi was about to come, and so tenderly swirled his tongue around Omi’s
ache one last time and then pulled away. Shivering as he heard Omi’s cries of
anguish, Aya smiled as Omi’s young body trembled and his eyes flickered opewatewatering his eyes gazed up at Aya… Aya blew him a kiss and then stood up
slowly…
out, he needed release after Aya’s touches. Aya was silent, and so Omi fell
silent too, except for his loud laboured breathing. Gasping in agony he lay on
his back watching Aya…
Omi bit his lip
to stop himself from crying out, Aya was so beautiful, especially now, his skin
was slightly flushed. So that his chest was a light pink colour that matched
with his red hair and looked sweet. Aya didn’t seem to realise that Omi was
watching him, he walked casually but sexily over to
the cash register and pulled out a drawer taking out a bottle. Omi’s eyes
flickered up and down his body in interest…
Aya came over
again and this time, his fingers were a bit shaky as he started to unfasten the
fly of his pants… Aya blushed as he saw Omi’s eyes lingering over his fingers…
he paused biting his lip and then turning his head aside…
out…ashamed that Omi would be able to see his desire so clearly…
But Omi wouldn’t
turn away and so with a sigh Aya just discarded his pants, leaving his boxers
on. Omi looked disappointed and quickly sat up between Aya’s legs. Aya looked
Omi tugged his boxers down. His eyes gleaming mischievously as he looked
straight at Aya’s ache…
“It’s red!” Omi
cried out and stuck his hands in Aya’s curls…Aya flushed and knocked Omi’s hand
away…
Omi poked his
tongue out at Aya, he wrapped his arms around Aya’s legs and pulled Aya down on
top of him, “going to fuck me now?” he whispered wrapping his arms around Aya’s
waist and pressing their hips together…
With a sigh Aya
pulled away from Omi’s hold, as much as he wanted to stay there he couldn’t…
“It’s your first time,
right?” he asked Omi, uncapping the bottle, Omi nodded and Aya parted his legs
gently, massaging the cream around his hole… With a teasing smile he slid one
finger into Omi and massaged pressing his finger in deeper until he found the
spot… Omi was putty in his hands…but it wasn’t enough for Omi…
fingers were now inside him, “I…I…want…you!” he cried out…pressing against Aya…
Aya smirked, “But
you have me? Two fingers of mine…are in you!”
Omi groaned, “
Aya nodded and
with drew his fingers from Omi. Quickly he rubbed the cream on himself and then
pressed his body down on top of Omi’s… Omi bit his lip in anticipation, his
head jerked back as Aya gently slid into him… A burning pain filled his lower
body and Omi felt like he was being torn into two… He knew he couldn’t cry out
and bit his lip harder until he tasted blood…
Aya shut his eyes
in bliss, Omi was so warm and moist surrounding him, he couldn’t care about
hurting Omi and began to thrust, cutting up Omi with long deep languid strokes…
Aya’s body felt like it was exploding, as he thrusted harder and deeper into
Omi…his lips fell to Omi’s neck and he kissed and licked Omi there…
The more Aya
moved in Omi the more he felt the contrasting pain flicker and then dim only to
flare up in seconds of great pleasure. His body felt hot, like a burning heat
was consuming him whole… His forced his legs further apart, pressing Aya into
him deeper, even the pain was more pleasurable than the early pleasure he had
felt…
Everything for
Omi ceased to exist, he felt as though he was dead. Death coming to him in
strokes of undeniable beauty and pleasure, he moaned and turned his lips
towards Aya’s parted ones… Kissing as they moved together and apart in that
explosive cocktail that gave them so much pleasure…
Aya moved deeper,
letting himself get lost in the creamy moist embrace of Omi’s body surrounding
his body… his eyes opened, but he couldn’t see anything but a blurry vague
world and Omi…Omi…Omi…everywhere… with one last anguished cry…Aya felt himself
tense up and then he thrusted deeper and then everything exploded in one last
thrust…
As Aya came deep
inside Omi, it only was a catalyst for his own coming…
Together they lay
panting…still holding each other and all sweaty…unable to move…
*
”Mmmm…” Omi moaned, turning his head to the side and burrowing in closer to
Aya…he kept having this fantastic dream that Aya had fucked him…if only it was
true…he sighed wrapping his arms around the pillow… Omi stiffened, the pillow
felt so odd…like it moving…warm and smooth like Aya’s skin…
Slowly and
cautiously he opened one eyelid…and gasped shutting his eyes…Aya was there…in
his arms! Scared Omi tried to move away, but there was a burning ache in his
lower body…surprised he opened his eyes, realising that Aya’s arms were around
him too!
Omi smiled and
then lay down, so it wasn’t a dream…but rather reality. He would sleep again,
after all it could be his only chance to be so close to Aya…and there was no way
that Omi would give this up…
***
Owari da~
*grins
sheepishly* Yeh…very dumb…but…I had little time. There were
workman repairing my aircon whilst I typed
this…><~ eeks…plus other harassments…