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Disclaimer: I don\'t own shaman king or the characters, except for Caleb. He\'s mine XD
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Oh god. It was the only thing that came to Asakura Yoh’s mind when his innocent eyes strayed upon the bather below his window at unforgiving hours of the night. Just the shadowed figure dipping below the steaming cloud hovering near the water was enough to make him dizzy with excitement. Anna would never discover the bond between them.
He had arrived several days ago, off a Canadian passenger plane to stay as an exchange student in Japan for a total of three weeks in order to learn more about international culture. He was one of many arriving, and was welcomed warmly into the Asakura home. Leaning on the windowsill, Yoh’s mind lingered, eyes registering every moment that passed.
He rose from the glistening pool to draw his hands through a thick mop of shoulder length brown and gold hair back out of his eyes. The pale harvest moon once chocked with clouds emerged, sending the bather into a solid pool of light. As he moved, the light fell over each glistening contour of his body. Muscle stretched taunt sparkled with droplets of water captured over a shadow of black and white skin. There was a soft sigh of content, worked arms dropping to his sides. His head turned, gazing back over his shoulder at up to the window, a small innocent smile playing over full honey lips.
Yoh’s breath caught in his throat, his heart beating wildly. He couldn’t turn against those eyes; even hidden by sopped bangs he knew that they held a deep desire and passion.
‘Yoh-donno?’
Yoh’s head turned, breaking eye contact with the bather below to fall upon his guardian ghost, staring bleary eyed at him.
‘Nothing Amidamaru, go back to sleep.’
‘Alight…’
Yoh returned his attention to the hot spring below but the water was still, a dense cloud of steam holding no secrets. A thought passed through his mind.
‘I’m going downstairs.’
It was unnecessary, Amidamaru was back asleep when Yoh slipped out the door and padded downstairs navigating his way through the dark interior until movement caught his eye. Suddenly, he was pressed into the wall, a warm body crushed against his pyjamas making them scrunch and ride upwards.
‘Oh god.’ Yoh breathed wiggling under the still steamy body. ‘Don’t do that you’ll give me a heart attack.’
The body pulled away but didn’t release his hands.
‘You shouldn’t be running around at this hour in the n’ght, I thought you ver someone else.’
Yoh gulped air, melting under the accented Canadian voice, even though he was well skilled in speaking Japanese. His accent was still thick and at times it was hard to understand what he was saying.
‘What are you doing... taking a soak at this hour?’
Caleb stared at Yoh for a moment that seemed like eternity before a soft laugh rang out.
‘I’d have to wonder what you were doing upon that window, watching me bathe… it seemed that you could not take your eyes off me.’
A hot blush quickly rose to colour the shaman’s cheeks, knowing those eyes would be staring him down.
“I…uh…I’m sorry...”
Still damp fingers curled around Yoh’s chin, lifting it so that lips met in an awed heart-pounding kiss. Yoh moaned, the straining will he held for so long would finally come true, a fantasy with an ending. Caleb was an untamed beast, and Yoh was his prey.
Bodies melted together arching willingly to meet with heated ecstasy. Yoh turned away, drawing in a sharp breath when honey-suckle lips found the pulsing artery of his neck and gave it gentle nips. The shaman’s hands had long found the mop of brown and gold kissed hair, twisting his fingers deep into the thick locks and begged him through swollen lips for more. He was barely conscious with the thought that there was a possibility to be caught in the act; his mind was thick with mental images and awareness of the growing heat between them. What was left of the clothes that clung to his body was gently pushed away and the thick towel that was wrapped so tightly around slender hips joined the growing pile on the floor.
Yoh found himself on a cloud of pure bliss as he was lain oh so lovingly on the floor, biting his lip and drowning in the heated kisses they shared when Excasty brought them both to a star crashing end. Never before had be been loved so tenderly and as they lay together his thoughts drifted into sleep, secure in his lover’s arms.
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Oh god. It was the only thing that came to Asakura Yoh’s mind when his innocent eyes strayed upon the bather below his window at unforgiving hours of the night. Just the shadowed figure dipping below the steaming cloud hovering near the water was enough to make him dizzy with excitement. Anna would never discover the bond between them.
He had arrived several days ago, off a Canadian passenger plane to stay as an exchange student in Japan for a total of three weeks in order to learn more about international culture. He was one of many arriving, and was welcomed warmly into the Asakura home. Leaning on the windowsill, Yoh’s mind lingered, eyes registering every moment that passed.
He rose from the glistening pool to draw his hands through a thick mop of shoulder length brown and gold hair back out of his eyes. The pale harvest moon once chocked with clouds emerged, sending the bather into a solid pool of light. As he moved, the light fell over each glistening contour of his body. Muscle stretched taunt sparkled with droplets of water captured over a shadow of black and white skin. There was a soft sigh of content, worked arms dropping to his sides. His head turned, gazing back over his shoulder at up to the window, a small innocent smile playing over full honey lips.
Yoh’s breath caught in his throat, his heart beating wildly. He couldn’t turn against those eyes; even hidden by sopped bangs he knew that they held a deep desire and passion.
‘Yoh-donno?’
Yoh’s head turned, breaking eye contact with the bather below to fall upon his guardian ghost, staring bleary eyed at him.
‘Nothing Amidamaru, go back to sleep.’
‘Alight…’
Yoh returned his attention to the hot spring below but the water was still, a dense cloud of steam holding no secrets. A thought passed through his mind.
‘I’m going downstairs.’
It was unnecessary, Amidamaru was back asleep when Yoh slipped out the door and padded downstairs navigating his way through the dark interior until movement caught his eye. Suddenly, he was pressed into the wall, a warm body crushed against his pyjamas making them scrunch and ride upwards.
‘Oh god.’ Yoh breathed wiggling under the still steamy body. ‘Don’t do that you’ll give me a heart attack.’
The body pulled away but didn’t release his hands.
‘You shouldn’t be running around at this hour in the n’ght, I thought you ver someone else.’
Yoh gulped air, melting under the accented Canadian voice, even though he was well skilled in speaking Japanese. His accent was still thick and at times it was hard to understand what he was saying.
‘What are you doing... taking a soak at this hour?’
Caleb stared at Yoh for a moment that seemed like eternity before a soft laugh rang out.
‘I’d have to wonder what you were doing upon that window, watching me bathe… it seemed that you could not take your eyes off me.’
A hot blush quickly rose to colour the shaman’s cheeks, knowing those eyes would be staring him down.
“I…uh…I’m sorry...”
Still damp fingers curled around Yoh’s chin, lifting it so that lips met in an awed heart-pounding kiss. Yoh moaned, the straining will he held for so long would finally come true, a fantasy with an ending. Caleb was an untamed beast, and Yoh was his prey.
Bodies melted together arching willingly to meet with heated ecstasy. Yoh turned away, drawing in a sharp breath when honey-suckle lips found the pulsing artery of his neck and gave it gentle nips. The shaman’s hands had long found the mop of brown and gold kissed hair, twisting his fingers deep into the thick locks and begged him through swollen lips for more. He was barely conscious with the thought that there was a possibility to be caught in the act; his mind was thick with mental images and awareness of the growing heat between them. What was left of the clothes that clung to his body was gently pushed away and the thick towel that was wrapped so tightly around slender hips joined the growing pile on the floor.
Yoh found himself on a cloud of pure bliss as he was lain oh so lovingly on the floor, biting his lip and drowning in the heated kisses they shared when Excasty brought them both to a star crashing end. Never before had be been loved so tenderly and as they lay together his thoughts drifted into sleep, secure in his lover’s arms.