A Little Friendly Advice

Pairing: Kazuma x Asuka
Warning: Yaoi, lemon, PWP

notes:
//thoughts\\\\

And an enormous thanks to Amanda for beta reading this fic. It wouldn\'t be quite as readable without her. ^_^

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\"Lost?\"

Startled by the voice that suddenly spoke against his ear, the young man jerked his head around, staring straight into a face that held familiar firey, orange eyes. Apparently noting the surprised expression on Asuka\'s face, the man behind him snorted lightly, his lips curling into a smirk. Without even so much as asking permission, Kazuma took a seat next to the suddenly tongue tied youth, sliding into the battered barstool with more grace then one would expect out of the poorly mannered teen.

\"Well?\" the red head half grunted the question, crossing his arms and resting them on the counter top in front of him. His gaze didn\'t travel toward the violet haired youth just yet, eyes fixed on some undetermined point ahead of him. Asuka finally shook his head, as if to help clear his momentary confusion. The point of coming to this particular hole in the wall was to escape from those he knew. Therefore, running into this man, of all people, was the last thing he expected or thought that he wanted. Finally, he shrugged his shoulders, trying in vain to regain his composure.

\"Not lost. Just.. doing some thinking,\" he muttered, lips hovering over the half empty glass which was held against his mouth. The younger man leaned heavily on the support of his elbows, which were propped on the counter alongside Kazuma\'s own arms. Indeed, he had bveryvery deep in thought; deep enough to be easily caught off guard by his former enemy. Quiet laughter rolled from Kazuma\'s lips, causing the boy to first furrow his brow in confusion, then square his shoulders in preparation to defend himself. Maybe noom aom a physical blow, no, something that would aim to injure his closely guarded pride.

Eyes the colour of copper settled a glare on the older boy\'s figure, but a proper responce was delayed by the bartender, who so ignorantly interuppted to take Kazuma\'s order. Kazuma thought over it for a brief moment, then ordered nothing more exciting then a beer. Waiting until the bartender was out of earshot, the elder Alter glanced curtly to his current companion, then shrugged. \"You don\'t exactly fit in.\" He turned his barstool around, much to its creaky disagreement, and leaned back against the counter, elbows propped against its edge. His gaze fixed squarely on the younger teen, staring without shame.

Asuka found himself blushing, which only served to irritate him further. How dare this arrogant fool interrupt his brooding. How dare he sit there and blatantly insult him! \"Well.. I, I couldn\'t exactly find anyplace.. I.. I have a right to be here you know!\" he retorted, his cheeks colouring further in reaction to his weak responce. Kazuma\'s lips stretched into a grin; this one not so unfriendly as the previous smirks. Despite himself, the violet haired youth found himself weakly returning a muted smile. \"Okay, so, I was having some trouble and decided to drown it in drinks,\" he admitted, voice quiet and thoughtful, as if he were only just now admitting it to himself.

With a clink, Kazuma\'s drink was placed on the counter, and he nodded absently to the bartender without ever removing his gaze from the distressed boy. \"Nothing wrong with that,\" he uttered, reaching behind him to fetch the drink. The glass was empty before Asuka had even acknowedged its contents, a small pile of coin left in its place. \"I\'m sure you don\'t want my company, eh?\" Chuckling, the Native jabbed Asuka playfully in the ribs with his elbow, pushing himself away from the counter.

Once again caught off guard, Asuka hesitated mere seconds before shaking his head, one hand lifting toward the departing teen before he self-consously lowered it to his side again. \"You d-don\'t have to go,\" The stutter in his speach was mild, barely noticable, but it bothered him. //There\'s no reason for me to feel nervous. He\'s just Kazuma!\\\\ he thought irritably to himself, turning away from said man to glare heatedly at the cracked glass of the mirror behind the bar. The drinking glass dangling in his grasp was empty of all but a few measely drops at the bottom, though Kazuma doubtee boe boy even noticed. Which number drink it was, Kazuma couldn\'t be sure; however, it wasn\'t a high enough a sum to relax the kid.

\"We could head out of here, ya know, this isn\'t such a great place anyway.\" Expression casually bored, Kazuma leaned in toward his companion, lightly running two fingertips down the length of the boy\'s spine. Asuka\'s eyes widened, cheeks glowing red when he couldn\'t manage to hold back the shiver resulting from the chills that ran over his skin. Judging by the absent expression Kazuma wore, Asuka almost believed that the touch had been an unconsious one. The fire eyed man had never showed any real interest in him in the past, so he had no real reason to think he would suddenly make a pass at him. However, he was already edging on the defensive, and some part of him read it as an attack on his bruised pride. No way would he be taken for an easy lay!

\"I\'d rather just drink, thanks.\" Asuka\'s reply was tart with attitude; a dent in his ego was not something he took fondly to. Especially not on a day like this one. Again, Kazuma responded with laughter; not the unkind sound he would normally voice. \"What\'s so funny?\" he demanded, almost blushing again to hear the words come out of his mouth; a child might have sounded the same after a bully stole their favorite toy. A few heads turned in their direction, eyebrows twitching upward in dull curiousity, doing nothing to help him in ridding his cheeks of their colour.

\"You are,\" Kazuma drawled, resting one forearm on his young companion\'s shoulder, his body weight shifting to be supported almost entirely on the unwilling perch. Leaning further forward, he extended his right arm, gently prying the empty glass from Asuka\'s wobbly grasp and setting it on the counter. \"Let\'s say we head out, and grab a drink someplace a little less crowded,\" was the whisper against Asuka\'s ear, the elder boy\'s lips brushing lightly against his flesh.

Despite himself, the violet haired teen found that his head was tilting forward in a nod, body allowing Kazuma to guide it into standing with no more then a hand on the small of his back. The whole scene confused him, which only served to anger him. The logical part of his mind was attempting to scream through the sudden haze clouding his good judgement, telling him it was a ridiculous idea to leave with the older man. However, the logical part of his mind was too far muffled by the brush of Kazuma\'s guiding hand against the small of hisk.
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\"I know the perfect place,\" the older Alter user commented, seeming to pay no heed to the open looks of curiousity that were thrown their way by the other patrons. Most people recognized Kazuma by now, although Asuka had avoided most of the publicity, choosing to stay out of the public eye. And unlike Kazuma, he didn\'t make a habit of turning miles of land into wasted battle grounds on a regular basis. \"I\'ll get you so plastered, you won\'t even remember being down, much less what you were down about!\" Laughing, Kazuma gently pushed Asuka through the swaying door of the diminishing old pub, then followed him out onto the dusty street.

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//I think I was better off at the bar.\\\\

Asuka shot his unlikely companion a bland look, trying his best not to mock the man for his apparent drunkeness. True to Kazuma\'s word, they had both made short work of an almost full bottle of cheap whiskey, a drink that tasted somewhat akin to aged piss. The violet haired boy couldn\'t honestly say how much of that consumption was his own; after two glasses, they were just a blur of unfeeling bliss.

Only a few hours had passed since they had left the bar, at which point they\'d trudged across town and into wilderness. Kazuma\'s current residency was nothing more then the beat up remainders of a once quaint little cottage home, but the one remaining room made a comfortable get away. Kanami had arranged a giant nest of blankets and pillows along one wall many weeks earlier, and the two boys made use of it; side by side, nestled into the warmth of the mess of mismatched fabric. Resting his back against the wall, Asuka sat with his knees bent and slightly spread, a partially finished drink held between his hands on his lap. Kazuma lounged at his side, one leg extended, the other curled toward his chest. There had been a lengthy period of silence between them after Asuka spilled his troubles. The red head leaned toward the younger boy, unconsiously brushing one hand through his perpetually messy hair.

\"You\'re better off without her anyway,\" Kazuma uttered, at last breaking the quiet. Asuka could only nod, the alcohol in his blood having made him feel delightfully numb. Voicing his grief had been somewhat of a help as well; it wasn\'t everyday that a boy lost what he believed to be the only love in his life. That Cammie had officially abandoned him wasn\'t such a surprise to the boy; the fact that she did so with such apparent ease had been the true agony.

\"Yeah, guess I have no choice but to believe that, right?\" Breathing a quiet sigh, Asuka slumped slightly against the wall behind him, staring at the drink in his lap without ever really seeing it. The sensible part of him knew from the beginning that no one would be able to take the depression away; time would be the real cure. Despite that, he couldn\'t help but be a little disappointed by the lack of answers the other boy held for him.

\"But you\'re feeling better now, right!\" Kazuma smiled broadly to his company, half slurring his words. Asuka again found himself returning the smile, even if only half heartedly. Kazuma always had that affect on him; in fact, he had that affect on most people. The wild mannered red head was never known to be passive about anything and his passion had a tendancy to influence the people around him.

\"Well,\" Asuka began, his eyebrows furrowing in a thoughtful expression as he examined his current emotional state. Yes, he was feeling rather numb and his initial urge to throw himself from a tall cliff had passed many hours ago. He didn\'t particularly care for the idea of carrying his new burden; a life without love was no life at all, right? Even if Cammie had not truely been in love with him, he had been granted the illusion of being loved, something that he counted as a blessing. \"I\'m not exactly happy. But I\'m feeling better..\" he murmered, glancing over to his companion from under the shade of his eyelashes. \"After getting it off my chest. Thanks to you,\" he added sheepishly, his cheeks colouring a pretty shade of pink to see the sympathetic expression on Kazuma\'s face.

\"Just giving ya a shoulder,\" Kazuma replied, pushing away from the wall and sitting up on his knees. \"Sorry I couldn\'t lend ya much advice, though.\" The red head muttered the last, looking a little sheepish himself. Asuka sighed through an unexpected smile, his eyelids fluttering shut, as if simply relaxed. However, he was trying desperately to ignore the way his body stirred at the sight of the older boy. Maybe it was simply the alcohol, or the emotional tramua, but he was suddenly fighting the compulsion to run his hands over the other boy\'s limber body.

\"Maybe I can offer you something better,\" the older teen whispered after several moments, Asuka\'s eyelids snapping open when Kazuma pinned his arms back against the wall beneath his strong hands, starting him out of his thoughts. An impish light gleemed in the eldest boy\'s firey eyes, matching the crooked grin on his lips.

\"K-Kazuma?\" Unconciously holding his breath, Asuka pressed his back flush against the wall, creating as much space as possible between himself and the man kneeling before him. Even if Asuka had just a few seconds earlier been contemplating the ways he could seduce his companion, this sudden advance was complete shock to mind and body alike. Fantasizing about a person and actually bedding them were two utterly different things.

\"What?\" Giggling, Kazuma leaned forward over his momentary prisoner to brush his lips against the boy\'s ear. He whispered, voice rolling over his tounge in a slurred purr. \"I just thought I\'d give you some friendly advice.\" Asuka trembled visably beneath him, luring a grin onto the older boy\'s lips. They both knew that it was no shiver of disgust or fear.

\"I-I don\'t expect you to -\" the boy began to say, attempting to change the situation; however, it was only in vain. He was silenced by incredibly soft and sensual lips closing over his open mouth. Kazuma\'s tongue slid right by his parted lips, exploring his mouth eagerly. The younger boy was still in such shock, he couldn\'t even think to stop his captor; in fact, he found his own tongue sliding along the intruder, inviting Kazuma further. This is wrong! This - this - this feels so good. Tachibana\'s thoughts betrayed him in the same manner as his body, his back arching slowly to press his body close to the form hovering over him. Kazuma\'s body reacted immediately, the older boy\'s hips pushing against the pliant body beneath them, trapping Asuka\'s midriff against the floor.

A moan, almost inaudible, escaped from the younger boy\'s throat when their lips parted momentarily for breath. Kazuma\'s eyes lit with a new fever, his impased ged gaze fanning the fire that built in the bottom of Asuka\'s belly. Slowly, the hands on Tachibana\'s arms guided his upper body down along the wall he rested against, leaving him pinned by hips and arms on the blankets beneath them.

\"Kazuma!\" the youth shouted, suddenly jerking his head to the side and breaking the contact of their lips. The red head simply stared down at him, looking more amused then annoyed. \"We.. we..\" Asuka began, his speech-to-be dwindling as his face grew steadily red in embaressment. His audience waited only a few moments for him to finish; a time filled with no sound other then their heavy breathing.

Laughing, Kazuma lowered his head, brushing his lips lightly over Asuka\'s jawline. \"You talk too much,\" he murmered, dragging his tongue roughly down the side of his younger companion\'s neck. Asuka\'s chest rose suddenly with the sharp breath he drew in reaction, amber eyes rolling back under his fluttering eyelids.

\"But.. Kazuma.. we shouldn\'t do this,\" the younger soldier choked out around quiet moans and gasps for air. His captor\'s mouth was closed tightly over his flesh where neck meets shoulder, bruising his skin before soothing the pain with long, slow caresses of his tongue. Slowly, Kazuma scratched his fingernails over Tachibana\'s soft flesh, finding rest on his slim hips. Grinning against the boy\'s collarbone, he slipped one hand under the hem of his loose fitting tee, questing over his abdomen and drawing forth tiny whimpers of need.

\"Still think we shouldn\'t be doing this?\" Kazuma breathed the question against the flushed flesh under his lips, finally pinching one rigid nipple between finger and thumb. Twisting it slowly, he managed to drown out any coherent form of reply; the boy beneath him could do nothing except writhe with pleasure, words choked by barely restrained moans. \"That\'s what I thought,\" he murmered, catching a blushing earlobe between his teeth while giving attention to the untouched nipple, rolling it lightly with the pads of his fingers.

//I.. I can\'t fight him\\\\, the younger boy managed to intuit through the fog of pleasure clouding his mind. The teasing of his nipples and earlobe had his groin more tight then he could ever recall it being; even as he battled with his conscience, he couldn\'t help but to rub his aching erection against the firm thigh that rested between his legs. //I don\'t want to fight him\\\\, was the new thought echoing in his head, almost drowned out by his own hungry moan when Kazuma pressed his leg tightly against his groin.

As if he could read the thoughts of his captive, Kazuma released his grip on Asuka\'s arm, sliding both hands quickly under the tee and tugging it over the boy\'s head. In an instant, his lips were closed around one rosey nipple, tongue rolling it between tee teeth. Asuka\'s hips bucked impatiently against Kazuma\'s thigh, wanting more without knowing exactly what to ask for.

\"Tell me what you want,\" Kazuma nearly growled against Asuka\'s chest, his hands taking firm hold of the bucking hips beneath him, pinning them tightly against the ground and preventing any further movement. Asuka whimpered, shaking his head, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and desperation. Already he was struggling with the entire situation, but to beg for anything further was something he couldn\'t imagine doing.

\"Don\'t want to?\" Kazuma asked, his lips tightening into an amused smirk when Asuka shook his head again. \"Fine, then I guess we\'ll see how long you can endure this,\" the red head murmered, slowly dragging the tip of his tounge over one erect nipple, holding tightly to Asuka\'s hips when he attempted to thrust into the firm thigh again. Watching the distressed boy\'s face carefully, Kazuma switchipplipples, repeating the treatment, and smirking further when the boy\'s hips strained against his grip.

\"Tell me what you want,\" he persisted, his voice nothing but demanding. Asuka felt his own cock twitch with excitement just to hear that tone of voice from the older boy. Reaffirming his proposition, Kazuma flicked the tip of his tounge against the hardened nipple beneath his lips repeatedly, his fingers probably bruising Asuka\'s hips in order to keep them against the blankets.

\"Kazuma!\" Asuka shouted, his voice rough with anxiety and hormones. Tossing his head from one side to the other, he groaned without reserve. His possessor paused, watching his face expectantly. Even such a brief pause in the little bit of sensual contact was too much for the violet haired boy at that point. \"Kazuma.. please,\" he whimpered, still struggling against the hands holding him down. When that plead did nothing more then return the teasing tounge to his extremely sensitive nipple, he cried out in near agony. \"Please, Kazuma, touch me!\"

\"That\'s a good boy,\" Kazuma replied, one hand leaving the restrained hips to settle on the buldge of Asuka\'s trapped erection. The younger boy nearly screamed with relief, thrusting wildly against the firm touch of Kazuma\'s palm. Kazuma groaned, his own erection straining against his pants at the sounds his captive made. As quickly as he could manage, Kazuma had the boy stripped of his pants and underwear, and promptly wrapped his fingers around the newly freed arousal. He stroked Asuka\'s erection avidly, delighting in the cries and moans coming from the writhing, bucking boy beneath him.

\"Kazuma! Please..\" Asuka begged, thrusting whole heartedly into the fist around his cock. Kazuma leaned down, capturing the younger boy\'s lips with his own, kissing him passionately as he stripped himself of his own pants. Kneeling between Asuka\'s thighs, he spread them further apart with his knees. His mouth parted from Tachibana\'s bruised lips, replaced by two of his unoccupied fingers.

\"Suck on them,\" he commanded shortly, his own breath ragged with lust. Asuka didn\'t hesitate to take the fingers into his mouth. His tongue slid around and between the digits eagerly, coating them with saliva. Kazuma moaned breathlessly, removing his fingers from the wet cavern of Asuka\'s mouth with an audible pop. \"That\'ll do.\" Not giving Asuka enough time to become confused, he guided his wet fingers between the boy\'s thighs, and placed them against his tight entrance.

\"What -\" Asuka started to say, interrupted by a sharp gasp as Kazuma\'s index finger pushed past the tense muscles of his opening. There was immediate pain, but pain was nothing new to him, and this discomfort was low on his scale of tolerence. Kazuma grinned down at him, then captured his lips once again, kissing him with new fever. The digit slid further into Asuka\'s taut ass, rotating his wrist back and forth as he searched for one spot.

\"Kazuma!\" the younger boied ied out suddenly, his hips bucking upward as Kazuma\'s fingertip brushed against something inside of him. Stars swam in front of his eyes, his body burned with greater lust, abruptly needing much more then one finger inside of him. Kazuma reclaimed the boy\'s lips, oblidging his desire and adding a second finger. The hand on Asuka\'s cock thrust in time with the fingers inside of him, but not nearly fast enough to allow him release.

Soon, however, the fingers were gone, as was the fist around his cock. Confused, Asuka opened his eyes, straining to see what happened, but unable because of the lips crushing his. He whined again, desperate to feel something inside of him. Before he had any further time to worry, Kazuma\'s hands grasped his thighs, pulling them to rest around the red head\'s waist. Asuka\'s eyes widened considerably when he felt the head of Kazuma\'s considerable erection press against his newly stretched entrance, almost protesting. He wasn\'t given time to object.

A cry tore itself from Asuka\'s lips as Kazuma pushed his rigid arousal past the tense ring of muscles, thrusting forward without abandon and seating himself competely within the younger boy. He waited only a few moments; Asuka had quickly overcome the immediate pain, and wiggled his hips in an attempt to gain some friction. A deep growl rolled through Kazuma\'s chest as he pulled back, and then plunged forward, impaling the smaller boy on his erection over and over.

\"Kazuma!\" the slight boy nearly screamed, his ankles locking behind his companion\'s back and clentching fists full of blanket in each hand. Sweat trickled over their skin, Kazuma\'s moans of pleasure almost matching the volume of his mate. A slight sideways shift of his hips, and Kazuma was enticing new cries of ecstasy from Asuka; each thrust drove his cock against the younger boy\'s prostate, driving him right to the edge.

With a final cry of Kazuma\'s name, Asuka bucked his hips upward violently, his seed spilling over his stomach and chest, shooting so far as to splash over his chin and cheeks. The sight itself was too much for the elder boy; combined with the spasms of Asuka\'s already tight insides, he climaxed only moments after his companion, thrusting vehemently into the contracting heat as he spilled his seed.

Exhausted, Kazuma collapsed on top of the violet haired boy, then rolled over to rest on the blankets at his side. They both filled the room with the sounds of their heavy breathing. As their heartbeats slowed, Asuka slowly sat up, enticing a laugh from his panting companion.

\"You have cum on your face, you know.\" Kazuma grinned, reaching up to grasp the blinking boy\'s chin in his hand. He pulled Asuka down to him, licking the seed from one cheek. \"Better then that alcohol, by far..\" he murmered, reaching further around the boy to draw him against his chest.

Confused, Asuka gazed up at his.. lover? The cloud of lust lifted, he couldn\'t help but worry over the details. \"Why..?\" he wondered aloud, his expression growing slowly accussing. He wouldn\'t allow this man to use him as nothing more than a toy. His pride had already been injured so greatly, he couldn\'t take insult on top of injury.

But Kazuma simply shook his head, relaxing completely into the warm embrace of the nest beneath them. \"Because you needed it. So did I. That\'s what friends are for, right? Besides,\" he drawled, pausing to yawn. \"You\'re really hot when you\'re not trying so hard to be serious.\"

Blushing, Asuka nodded his head in acceptance, then echoed the yawn. All the training in the world couldn\'t prevent his eyelids from drooping, and his cheek from resting against Kazuma\'s warm chest. He yawned again, murmering quietly before sleep could take him. \"You give the best advice..\"

The words were lost to them both, as sleep did indeed envelope them, leaving both boys to rest peacefully in the arms of the other.


~~~~owari

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