I Dreamt You Were Mine | By : Xephyr Category: +G to L > Loveless Views: 1983 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kio had been awake for much too long. He was exhausted, unable to work another minute on his current art project. After dinner and a shower, he put on his pajamas and got his teddy bear, heading to bed. He took off his glasses, set the sleep timer on the t.v, and closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep.
Kio dreamed often. The theme usually varied, jumping from school, to work, to things that didn't even make sense. But that night, that night was different. In the beginning, Kio was sitting at the desk in his bedroom, the one he used to complete written assignments. He wasn't actually working on anything, he couldn't have. His glasses were gone. He was staring out the window, peacefully humming, when he felt warm, soft lips caress the nape of his neck. Strangely, Kio didn't jump, nor did he care to turn around. His chair was pulled out, away from his desk, and spun gently around, bringing him face-to-face with the intruder in his dream. Kio smiled slowly, still completely at ease. "Sou-chan. What are you doing in my room?" Soubi didn't answer, just bent down, placing a chaste kiss on Kio's smiling mouth and pulling him out of the chair. As soon as Kio was standing, Soubi pulled him close, fitting their bodies together.
Kio let out a soft, shuddering breath, ending it on a soft moan. Soubi pushed him toward the bed, walking Kio backward until the backs of his thighs hit it and he sat down. Soubi stepped back, removing his clothing. Blushing, Kio looked away, only to look back out of the corner of his eye. Soubi smiled gently, approaching the bed. Kio scooted back to give Soubi room, ending up near the headboard. Soubi knelt on the bed, leaning forward and putting his hands on Kio's thighs. Suddenly, he moved forward, capturing his friend's lips in a passionate kiss. When Soubi pulled back, Kio followed with lust glazed eyes, trying to make their lips meet once more.
Soubi pulled his friend up onto his knees, then ran his fingers gently around the hem of Kio's shirt. Instead of an open plea, the shorter man raised his arms. Soubi smirked, grasping the hem of the shirt and pulling it up over Kio's head, tossing it to the floor. He pushed Kio back on the bed, hooking his fingers into the waistband of his loose pants, carefully pulling them off. They were tossed to the floor as well.
That done, Soubi sat back and looked at the now naked Kio, who was moving restlessly on the bed, cheeks stained pink with a mixture of arousal and embarrassment. Soubi noticed that his friend had gotten two new piercings; one in his navel, and one in his left nipple. Eyebrow raised, Soubi traced an invisible line, from the jewel shining at Kio's navel, to the silver hoop in his nipple. "When did you get these, Kio?" Soubi asked softly. Without waiting for an answer, he grasped the hoop and pulled gently. Kio whimpered, hand shooting up and grabbing Soubi's arm. With a wicked smile, Soubi pulled it again, loving how Kio's head fell back, a loud moan spilling from his lips.
Soubi moved closer to his softly panting friend, sliding one of his thighs between Kio's. He watched as Kio arched up, whimpering, rubbing against Soubi, trying to get the friction his body craved. "Please, Sou-chan," Kio said, whimpering again. "Touch me. Please."
Soubi looked at him innocently. "But I am touching you, Kio. Or is this not quite enough?" Soubi smirked at Kio's long, desperate moan. The taller male bent a bit, placing warm kisses over Kio's chest, moving up to his neck, where he bit gently, leaving tiny marks on Kio's flushed skin. His hands were wandering over the trembling body beneath him, stroking and teasing every patch of skin they came in contact with. He heard his friend making soft noises, and as he listened, they became words. "Please, please, inside me, please, Sou-chan, please." Kio's hips were thrusting up toward Soubi gently, his eyes closed tight, mouth open, quiet words and moans escaping.
Kio was impossibly aroused, breathing hard, trembling, waiting eagerly for Soubi's next touch. He felt Soubi shift him to his side, then onto his stomach, before pulling him up to rest on his hands and knees. "Like this, Kio? You like it this way, don't you?" Soubi murmured, stroking a hand down Kio's spine. "Yes, Sou-chan, please, yes," Kio whispered, letting his head hang down between his arms. Soubi's hand continued down his back, then lower finding his entrance. He made a surprised noise. "Already prepared, Kio? Were you waiting for me?" Kio didn't answer, pushing his hips back against the hand tormenting him.
With a soft laugh, Soubi rose up, pulling Kio back while he pushed forward, impaling the shorter man in one long stroke. Kio's head shot back, a sharp, pleasured cry working out of his throat. "Better, Kio?" Soubi asked, thrusting again. Another sweet cry was answer enough. After two dozen such thrusts, Kio was nearly sobbing with the need for release. Soubi draped his body gently over Kio's, dropping kisses on his shoulder blades. He reached around, finding the hoop in Kio's nipple, tugging it gently. "Come now, Kio," Soubi whispered. Immediately, Kio's body launched into orgasm, a loud cry echoing around the room.
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Kio opened his eyes, a cry still ringing in his ears. He looked around his bedroom, dawn seeping in at the edge of the curtains. He sat up slowly, carefully got out of bed. His door was open slightly, and for what he was about to do , he needed it shut. Closing the door, he pulled off his shirt, then knelt at his bedside. Dragging one of his pillows closer, Kio eased his pajama bottoms down, exposing his heated length to the early morning air. With a moan of relief, the closed his eyes, resting his head on the pillow and letting his instincts take over. Within seconds, he was thrusting into his own hand, the pillow the only thing muffling his whimpers and cries. Every once and a while, he would lift his head to breathe. Toward the end, Kio turned his head back to the side, whispering, "Soubi, yes, fuck, please, oh god, please, I can't take any more, oh, oh, please." He barely turned back to the pillow in time to muffle the scream as he came, in long ecstatic spasms that robbed him of breath and brought tears to his eyes.
When he could stand, Kio stumbled into the bathroom, washing his hands and face, then returned to his room, dropping into bed like a sack of potatoes. He grabbed his bear, cuddled up around it, and went back to sleep, smiling slightly.
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