Snake Charmed

Title: Snake Charmed
Disclamer: If I owned it, I\'d live in Japan. No money made!
Pairing: Ayeme fucking Haru
Authors note! There needs to be more Ayame/Haru screwings

There was something in my bed. Crawling until it came to rest next to me, not yet touching. It startled me at first, but then the memories of how many members of the family change, and how small some of them were hit me. I was about to pull down the covered and tell Momiji that he need to go back to his own be when there was a loud “POP” and there form was laying next to me.

“Hello, Haru-san!” Ayame…

“What are you doing in my bed?” I asked. I had forgotten he was “visiting” the estate; these things tend to slip my mind.

“I’m cold,” He murmured rubbing against me. The snake’s arm slithered its way other my body pulling me closer to him. “and you know how I get when I’m cold.”

I sighed. True tomorrow was a Sunday, thus a lack of school. But I still wanted to go to sleep. “It’s Spring; can’t you sleep with someone else?” I asked.

Ayame’s grasp tightened to me. “Who said anything about sleeping?” He hissed into my ear, moving his leg over mine and that’s when I felt what he wanted.

“Go screw Shigure.”

His face turned into a pout. “But I don’t screw Shigure,” I was about to tell him that was bullshit, and it’s impossible to have sex in that house without someone hearing. “I get screwed by Shigure.” He switched the position so now I was under him and he was straddling my hips. “And I feel like being on top, plus his house is so very far away…”

“Such a huge difference… Can’t you go see Hatori?”

“He’s the straightest guy in the family.”

“Momiji?”

“I could get arrested for that.”

“I’m the same age as him.” I tried to push him off.

“Yes but he looks like he’s in kindergarten.” Ayame giggled. “Plus I like you soo much better.” His hand slowly traced over my nipple causing me to shiver.

“Get out, now.”

“Why?” He lowered his body so he was laying on me know. “Are you afraid you can’t resist me?” His voice was now barely a whisper. “I know why you fight Kyonkichi, it’s over my dear little brother.” I could feel his hand trailing down my side and tracing the hem of my boxers. I should consider myself lucky, if it was a few degrees warmer there would be nothing separating… us. “But I know something else…” He gave a smirk, and I gulped. “You want both of us.”

My eyes widened in shock. How does he know? How long has he known? I haven’t told anyone about these two sides…

His hand cupped my face. “Don’t question yourself, it was so very obvious.” The other hand found its way down my boxers and grasped my partially hard erection. “Don’t worry, I’m here to help.” Then his mouth lowered onto mine.

I’ve kissed before, Hell I’ve kissed guys before, but it wasn’t like this. I’ve never… surrendered. His lips were so very soft and when he requested entrance into my mouth I gave it willingly. His tongue explored my cavern until it met my own. We had them dance, touching and feeling the texture of the other. I felt Ayame’s hand pushing my back up, taking me into a cradling position. The other hand left my boxers causing me to whimper into the kiss. When he heard me the tongue left my mouth and I was left panting in his arms.

“You’re all mine now.” He murmured into my ear. I shuddered; this is what my white side wanted, to surrender, to belong. It was my black side who wanted to control, specifically Yuki. But now black was not here and I could safely be in Ayame’s embrace.

I was lain down on my back and Ayame was kneeling between my legs. The blanket had fallen off which left him in all his glory. I just wanted fall into that beautiful body of his and never come out. He smiled down to me; it made me feel small, the little creature lost in the woods and Ayame the beautiful snake who would take me home and make me his.

The thing that brought me back to reality was my boxers being ripped off, literally. “Ayame-” His finger closed my mouth, and then went over to grab some lube out of the drawer. How did he know I had that? But more importantly, Why do I care? All that mattered was that my beloved snake was spreading my legs and preparing me for his beautiful member.

When the finger entered me, I won’t lie, it hurt. But what can you expect? I was a virgin. But beautiful Ayame was so very gentle and I soon found it almost pleasurable. The second finger only gave me discomfort and I hardly noticed the third. The sensation was… interesting. He was smiling at me that whole time, that gentle caring smile that I adored. I wanted him, I needed him.

“Please Ayame, take me know.” Pathetic? I know, a little out of character, but by God I needed him.

My comment made his smile grow, if just by a twitch, but it grew. And it warmed my heart to know that I was making him happy.

He removed his fingers and began to prepare himself. “Tell me if you want to stop.” He whispered. Stop? Never. I don’t care how much pain it was, if it made Ayame feel good to then it didn’t matter. And it did hurt. It wasn’t as bad as I thought but I was forced to clamp my teeth together so I wouldn’t scream. I couldn’t meet his gaze, if he knew it hurt me this much then he’d stop. So I concentrated on his hard smooth stomach, just seeing it kept me hard.

After one final thrust he was buried deep inside of me. Even though it hurt it gave me the strangest sensation to know that he was inside of me, and that I had lost my virginity to him. And know he was retreating only to come back again gently to give us both pleasure. I was so happy to know how he cared so much about me that I forgot about that sweet spot I had heard about. And when he touched I cried out. I’ve never felt so good, there’s no way to describe such a feeling. It was just amazing.

My snake’s smile only widened and he took it as a sign to pick up the pace. I was forced to grab his shoulders to keep me there in that room, under him, lest I fall into an abyss of eternal pleasure and never see my beloved Ayame again.

I could hear the skin slapping as he pounded into me harder and harder. The room was filled with my own gasps and moans singing in chorus with his own grunts. I felt strong hands grab my hips; I could hear his grunts become more audible. His hair spilled in front of his face and he began to buck franticly. I realized he’d given up to instinct and I surrendered too.

His hard length slammed into me hitting that spot over and over again. My hands grasped tighter and tighter onto his shoulders. I knew I was going to climax soon, I had wanted him to come before me, but that didn’t matter now I was so close.

“Aya-Ayame!”

When I finally reached orgasm my grip tightened, and I say stars. People told me ukes needed to be touched to reach their pinnacle, we had proved them wrong, Ayame and I. When my own cock released I could feel my muscles tighten upon Ayame and after a few more hard thrusts he came.

We both stayed there panting during those amazing moments of post-orgasm. Finally he collapsed on top of me, and then rolled me over so that I was on top of him.

“Wow.” He finally stated, breaking the silence.

“Is that all you can say?” I asked.

“Sorry but,” He smiled wickedly. “I never had the pleasure of screwing someone who didn’t need me to touch them.”

“Is that a problem?”

He sighed. “No.” His arms encircled my sweat covered body. “I love you.”

“Same here.”

He gave a small chuckle at my slight monotoneness, I couldn’t help it. He gave me another kissed and began to pull his member out of me.

“No,” I stopped him. “I like the feeling.”

My new lover raised his eyebrows at me and pulled my head down to rest on his chest.

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AN: I was wondering, seeing some have mentioned it, if I should continue with this story or make a sequal. And if so should I have a Black Haru/Yuki pairing.