Drowning Lessons

Drowning Lessons
By ladyames
I do not own these characters and I make no money from this. Its is purely for my own twisted enjoyment. The title was take from a song by My Chemical Romance. I do not own that either.


It was quiet. Nothing too unusual. It was pretty hard to tell if the cop was home unless there was a light on somewhere in the small house. Hands shoved deep in his pockets, Sano shuffled his feet and tried to decide if he should approach or not. Something in his gut told him if he didn’t do it now he’d regret it later. Shrugging his shoulders and taking a deep breath, he hopped the gate and stepped up to the door. Entering the house was easier than it should have been, seeing that the door was unlocked. After passing several open doors, Sano was about to give up when he felt a warn body approach behind him. Standing stock still he awaited the beating or verbal abuse for breaking and entering the cop’s home. But nothing came, instead a warm arm snaked itself around his torso and hot nicotine breath wafted past his ear.
“Its about time.”
Not one coherent word formed on his lips as the mouth that had whispered those words now attached itself onto his ear. The hands still in his pockets were shoved deeper within as his body tensed. Sano hadn’t been expecting this. What had he expected? Even he wasn’t sure on that account. What he did know was that he wasn’t going to turn away now. He’d waited long enough for this. No turning back now.
“What? Not going to put up a fight, Rooster?”
“Mmmmm… Ahh…should I?”
A gruff chuckle huffed past his ear as the arm that was not holding him upright grasped his crotch.
“Seems there no need for that. For once it seems we can both be adults about something.”
Buried in his pockets, fists clenched but he gave no outward reaction to the apparent insult.
“Sure. Whatever you say. But if you fucking stop, I’m going to beat the living shit out of you!”
Another huff passed his ear as the hand grasping his crotch began to move. Not really hard enough for real pleasure, but enough to make him want more.
“Goddamn, I knew you’d be a fucking tease!” Sano managed to choke out.
“You really have no idea what you’re getting into, do you?” Saitou’s amused voice stroked his ear as his tongue glided along its rim.
A shiver rippled its way up Sanosuke’s spine. Before he could do anything he was being led into another room by just the slightest pressure applied to his back and genitals. Opening his eyes, which he hadn’t even realized he’d closed, a sparse, clean, irritatingly neat bedroom came into view. A sarcastic chuckle escaped him before he had a chance to think about the consequences, which just so happened to be a rather uncomfortable squeeze of his groin Saitou had yet to release.
“Ow! Shit man! I mean come on its just so…anal.” Another chuckle and another mildly painful squeeze.
“Well then, feel free to leave. I didn’t force you to come here and invade my home. Maybe I should just arrest you and call it a night.” After imparting the last statement, Saitou released the other man completely.
The sudden lack of contact and warmth caused Sano to pause and stare blankly before him for a moment. Gathering his wits, he turned to face the other man. Those eyes, they…they…just…made his knees weak. Those normally hard amber irises betrayed the cool tone Saitou so proudly used. If he didn’t get this man in bed soon, Sano knew it would be something he’d regret.
“Do whatever the hell you want with me, as long as you don’t plan on leaving this room anytime soon.”
With that unmistakable statement, Sano watched those eyes flare to life even more, if such a thing were possible.
“Hn. It seems someone came with an objective tonight.”
Sanosuke shrugged. “No more than you, is seems.”
All this time, Sano’s fists had remained clenched deep within his pockets. He now felt them begin to ache, removing them and flexing his aching digits.
The older man’s eyes locked onto the new movement. Sano watched as Saitou’s intense gaze followed every flex and shift of his fingers. He was sure he saw the tip of a pink tongue dart out and wet the others thin lips. It seems he really wasn’t the only one hoping for this. Time to turn things up a notch.
Slowly, making sure the others gaze never left his hand, Sanosuke brought his left hand to his lips. Deliberately exaggerating his movements, his tongue crept out and slowly caressed the first two fingers before he took them into his mouth and gave them a leisurely suck. He watched as those amber eyes grew momentarily wide before narrowing into a dangerous gaze.
Within a blink, Sanosuke found himself on the futon with a hungry wolf kneeling above him. Just as fast, the fingers that had been within his own mouth were now within said wolfs. Eye sliding closed and back arching off the mattress, a wanton moan left Sano’s lips before he could stop it.
Saitou’s gaze never left the face of the boy beneath him. Seeing the sensual display the brawler had offered had answered all the remaining doubt he’d had. And now with that unbelievably delicious body moaning beneath him, all restraints were gone. The fingers incased within his mouth tasted like the sweetest morsel he’d ever savored. He knew already that he’d never get enough of this being writhing in his bed. Poor Roosterhead didn’t know what he was getting into.
Sanosuke had little time to react when he felt his fingers released from the warmth that had been incasing them. Within a split second moist lips met his. Somehow he’d never thought that Saitou would actually kiss him. It seemed to…personal for the standoffish cop. But now that heat and wetness consuming his mouth was just too right. Warping his arms around the cops neck, Sano found himself fully surrendering to the mouth plundering his own.
Things began to progress rather rapidly from then on. Clothing removed in haste, both men sure they heard more than one seam rip but neglected to care. When the two now naked bodies met, slick skin to slick skin, both men suppressed moans. Lips and tongues picked up quickly were they had left off. Loosing that pleasurable skin to skin contact was not an option from that point on.
Sano marveled at the sinewy muscles that twitched and tensed beneath his hands as he explored Saitou’s body. No matter how impressive Saitou Hajime was in person, up close, and clothed, it didn’t compare to the man now grinding his stiff cock against Sano’s own. Letting loose another unbidden moan, Sano knew where he wanted to be. Right there, in this man’s bed, being fucked senseless night in and night out, and they hadn’t even gotten to the good stuff. Just the thought of what was coming made Sano’s cock twitch in anticipation.
Releasing Sanosuke’s lips, Saitou made a path with his own down the tense neck Sano gladly bared to him. Reaching that junction were shoulder meets neck, Saitou made himself at home. Sucking, nibbling, licking, anything to keep the luscious sounds coming out of the throat he marked as his. From now on, whether Sanosuke knew it or not, this body was his to do with as he pleased. He’d harm any fool that attempted to take it for themselves. From the pleasing noised passing the kiss-swollen lips of his Rooster, there wouldn’t be any complaints.
Ripping himself from his mark, Saitou continued his exploration. His next stop was the left nipple, which he gave the same treatment as his previous stop. Sano drew a deep breath and sighed. But it didn’t stop there, he proceeded to squirm and writhe, trying to get any sort of contact with the other man. Saitou smirked around said nipple and ignored the whining sighs.
Seeing that the other wasn’t going to acknowledge his pleas, Sano slid one hand into Saitou’s soft, damp hair and snaked the other towards his aching cock. Just as he was about to help himself, Saitou’s callused sword hand intercepted his own and pinned it to the futon at his side. Sano’s eyes opened to see Saitou once again straddling his thighs and he snarled.
“I fucking knew it! You really are a damn tease. Come on, Saitou, I need some help here!”
Saitou just cocked an eyebrow and smirked at him. “And here I am doing all the work. You should be thankful I’m such an attentive lover. I could easily been finish by now and you’d still be in need of help.”
Saitou’s eyes traveled to the member bobbing just above his own. “Now, lets see if we can’t do a little something about that.”
Saitou moved again, this time pushing tan legs apart and settling himself between them. Much to Sano’s surprise, Saitou gave his swollen member a long lick from base to tip before sucking the tip into his mouth. Sano felt his hips lift of the futon, but couldn’t do anything to stop it. Before long, hands grabbed hold of his hips and firmly planted them back onto the bed. Never completely relinquishing his hold, Saitou continued his pleasurable assault on Sano’s cock.
After several long satisfying minutes, one of the hands on his hip let go and went in search of something essential next to the futon. Returning with the item, Saitou uncorked the small vile and slicked the fingers of one hand generously. Not once did he release that pulsing cock from his hungry mouth, even while his now oiled fingers sought out the young mans entrance. Slick fingers circled the tense opening, nearly begging for permission. Saitou continued this dual assault, surprised at himself that he cared about the comfort of the other man.
He couldn’t help but tense when he felt those fingers somewhere they wouldn’t normally be. Not that he was surprised with the fact that he was going to be the bottom in this little romp, hell, it was Saitou fucking Hajime he was in bed with, but it was only natural. Sano bit his lip and forced his body to accept the probing finger. One first. That wasn’t so bad, and with Saitou continuing to give him the best head he’d ever had, at least there was something to distract him. After a while he even got used to it. Hell, it even started to feel so good he moaned. That must have been the signal, because Saitou then introduced another finger and began to stretch him in earnest.
Releasing Sanosuke’s cock and sliding his finger out of the kid at the same time, Saitou made his way up and engaged in another searing kiss. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, Saitou looked into beautiful brown eyes. He needed to be within this man, now.
“Are you ready for this?” Saitou whispered.
“Hell yeah! Stop now and I’ll give you that beating I promised earlier,” the Roosterhead panted.
Adjusting them both, Saitou slicked his arousal before lifting Sano’s hips and positioning himself at the others entrance. Locking eyes with his Roosterhead, he slid himself into that tight hot flesh. His brain nearly stopped functioning at that moment. He had to grit his teeth and grip those lean hips in order to refrain from thrusting mindlessly. But if there’s one thing Saitou prided himself on, it was his self control, and this was no different.
Peeling his eyes open, he looked at Sano sprawled beneath him, waiting patiently.
“Are you gonna do it or not, old man?”
Leaning over, lips brushing lips, Saitou smirked. “If you say so.”
And with that the thrusting, grinding, and fucking began in earnest. Both lost track of what was going on. It just felt too damn good. When Saitou’s cock hit that place inside him, Sano’s wail filled the entire house. Gasp, curses and moans left both as the motion sped up until neither man could control themselves. Knowing this couldn’t last much longer, Saitou slide a hand around the cock pressed between them and stroked roughly along with his thrust. Moan after moan came out of Sano’s swollen lips. As if to silence both of them, Saitou clamped his mouth over Sano’s.
Moaning deeply into that kiss, Sano felt his climax coil in his gut and when Saitou thrust just right he was coming. He threw his head back and let loose a silent scream as his muscles clenched and griped the cock still within him.
Watching that face in pure bliss and the muscles around his cock contract, it wasn’t long until he reached his own climax. Panting, exhausted he clasped on top of the winded Rooster.
“Fuck…” Sano murmured.
“Hn.”
After several comfortable moments, Saitou righted himself and began the search for his pants and thus, his cigarettes. Sitting comfortably against the wall, he lit his smoke and watch the Roosterhead as he snuggled into the futon. Somehow, that just looked…right.
So, now what? Sano thought. Maybe now he’ll kick me out, or beat the hell out of me for breaking in to his house.
But none of those things happened. After a few moments he felt the older man settle onto the other side of the futon. Opening his eyes, he saw the dark hair and lean back.
“So…what now?” He couldn’t help himself, he had to know what was going to happen.
“Sleep. I have to work in the morning.”
“Oh.” Closing his eyes, Sano willed himself to sleep.
The last thing he heard before he drifted off was: “Be here when I get home.”
For some reason, that made him smile. Whatever this was, it was them now.

End.