Fine Wine

Title: Fine Wine
Author: A collaboration writers
Series: Weiss Kreuz Gluhen
Pairings: Aya x Yohji and Yohji x Aya
Rating: Yaoi, OOC

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"What exactly did you want to do want to do tonight, then?" Aya asked the voice on the other end of his cell phone.

"I thought about going to that new restaurant. You know, the Italian one." The reply came back.

Aya smiled and nodded then said, "Sounds good to me. Should we meet there or here?"

A pause then, "Let's meet there."

He agreed and answered, "See ya then." And hung up. Aya quickly showered and dressed. An hour later, he was standing in the lobby room, waiting.

A few minutes later Yohji strolled up behind him and whispered in his ear, "Miss me?"

Aya felt a slight shiver creep up his spine. Fighting off that sensation wasn't easy. He smiled and turned around then answered him with a hug that wouldn't give anything away and said, "Always. It's good to see you again. Come on. I'm starved." He then added with a slight smirk. "Like what you did to your hair. Looks good." Yohji grinned but didn't offer a response.

They walked into the place, with Aya in the lead. Which gave Yohji the perfect opportunity to watch him and smiled to himself. They sat down in a booth close to the back of the dimly lit room. The table waitress walked up to them and asked, "Can I bring you some drinks out?"

Aya smiled and replied, "Right now. Just water, please." Yohji ordered a beer. The woman smiled back and walked away. He said lightly brushing his friends hand, "This is nice. What made you think of it?"

Yohji leaned slowly across the table then answered swiftly flicking his tongue across Aya's lips, "An old girlfriend told me about it."

Aya grinned at the answer and softly touched his face then replied, "I'm glad you called. It's been a little lonely since the organization ended."

Yohji nodded in agreement and took a drink of the beer that was just placed in front of him. Aya watched him lift the thick crystal glass to his lips and studied him as he took a sip from it. He was definitely aching to taste and feel those lips on his own again. Another shiver rang through him. This one a little colder than the last. He fought it off as well.

Yohji looked at him and said, "I fascinate you that much."

Aya laughed softly then answered, "You always have." They sat in a comfortable silence for what seemed an eternity until Aya added, "Why don't we go back to my place, instead." The blond one watched him a bit then finally agreed. Paying for their drinks, they stood up from the table and left.

Once they reached Aya's apartment and closed the door, he forcefully pushed Yohji against one wall and moved closer to him then said as he quickly began to un-do the buttons on the black shirt, "God. I've waited so long for this moment." Yohji only responded with a moan and actually tore the shirt that Aya was wearing. He laughed but said nothing. Instead, simply removed it then went about finishing up removing Yohji's.

He undid the pants that Yohji wore and had them off before either one of them knew it. Aya gently grabbed his shaft and knelt down in front of him. He asked looking up into those gorgeous eyes, "Tell me what you want." Yohji moaned. Unable to speak. Aya slowly began a teasing assault, while looking up at him. He asked again, "What do you want?"

Yohji finally spoke, "You, Aya-san. I definitely, want you." He grinned and ran his tongue along the rock hard shaft and then swiftly took him into his mouth without any hesitation or warning.

The suddeness caused Yohji to gasp and throw back his head letting out an audible moan, "Oh!" Aya moved one of his hands behind him and teasingly ran two fingers between his legs then placed one of them gently just inside.

Causing the other to gasp again. When Aya pulled away from him and stood up he asked in a sexy tone, "Want more?" Yohji only nodded. Aya leaned forward then ran his tongue across his slightly parted lips and pushed it inside. Yohji readily accepted it. Aya gently guided him to the floor and onto his knees then whispered, "I'll be gentle."

Yohji laughed and answered, "Yeah right." Aya smiled at the reply then placed the cold lube substance over the length of his pulsing member then inside of the one beneath him. Which caused an involuntary movement backwards from the blond one. He grabbed his hips and slowly pulled him backwards, until he could feel his tip breaking the outer ring then easily glided inside.

They both moaned as Aya finally pushed his way completely within. The tightness that he could feel was intoxicating him. He had forgotten what it was like to be with Yohji, this way. It had been way too long. They had always shared a bond that no one was able to come between. Working or otherwise. Aya pushed in again then found a suitable rhythm. Not to fast, but not slow either. Yohji sighed at the feeling of having this beautiful being inside of him.

An unmarked destiny, though he didn't fully understand exactly what that meant. Aya pushed forward again then leaned down next to his ear, softly biting it. He asked, "Should I go faster?" Yohji groaned as Aya slid deep within him again and only nodded. As Aya increased his speed a little, he could hear him moaning softly every time he pushed in then pulled out again. The sounds of hearing his soft moans was making his head swim.

Another strong shiver went through his body, but this time, it wasn't cold and he cried out, "Ah!" Yohji let out soft whimper when he felt the sticky warm liquid shoot through him and closed his eyes. Aya leaned forward again and rested against his friends back. They both laid down on the floor trying to catch their breath.

Hours seemed to pass before either moved. Aya was the first to do so by carefully removing himself then said standing and helping Yohji up, "I've got something that I want to show you."

Yohji looked at him with a curious expression then asked, "What?" Aya only grinned his reply and walked into the kitchen then returned with a bottle of Chardonnay. The blond one watched him in silence as Aya walked towards his room then motioned for him to follow.

When he got in there, Aya was laying on the bed with a white satin sheet pulled over him. He just motioned for Yohji to join him. He walked to the king sized bed and climbed in then asked as he moved closer, "What is it that you wanted to show me?"

Aya just smiled and said, "Lay down and you'll see." Yohji smirked a bit. Something strange was about to happen, that he could tell; but what he had no idea. After laying down on the pillow, Aya grabbed the bottle that was on the night stand and quickly popped the brown cork which flew out into the hallway somewhere.

He smiled pulling back the white cover and slowly tilted the bottle close to Yohji's bare skin, causing him to gasp aloud and shout, "Hey! That's freaking cold!"

Aya giggled then answered, "Won't be in a second." Yohji came unglued when he felt his tongue slowly licking up the spilt liquid that ran down his torso. He moaned softly tilting his head backwards. Aya turned the bottle again and more of the cold liquid spread across him. Yohji felt himself getting hard again and knew what Aya was planning next. He sighed deeply and ran a hand through Aya's dark red hair as he moved lower on him.

The wine began to flow downwards towards his exposed shaft, but before it reached it's destination, Aya slowly began to lick him dry and moved his way back up to his friends mouth. He said as he darted his tongue across his lips, "I told you I wanted to show you something." Yohji grinned and pushed his own into Aya's mouth before he could say anything else.

When Aya broke their kiss he brought the bottle to his lips and took a sip then sat it down on the table and met Yohji's mouth again. The liquid slowly seeped through his partners lips and into his own mouth. Aya moaned pushing his tongue deeper finding Yohji's instantly. They both moaned as their kiss grew deeper.

Before Aya knew it he was now on bottom and Yohji was looking down at him with the most gorgeous smile he'd ever seen on him. He caressed his face and slowly slid his hand down the front of Yohji's chest and just onto the tip of his erect member. Yohji watched in silence then leaned forward and whispered next to Aya's mouth, "My turn, now." Aya sighed happily and kissed him before he raised back up.

He settled back on the bed and watched in silence as Yohji applied the slick substance on himself. Slowly running his hand over his own manhood and breathing heavily as he did so. Yohji then applied what he had left on his fingers, onto Aya's opening, and briefly inside then raised his legs up until they were firmly against his well-toned broad shoulders and slowly pushed himself forward. Aya closed his eyes as he felt him beginning to enter.

Mixture of both pleasure and pain could be felt. But he didn't give a damn about that. This is what he wanted. They both did. Yohji pushed further and finally felt himself slip completely inside. He moaned, "Aya. God, yes." the other relaxed a little more as he felt Yohji move inside of him.

Yohji increased his speed more causing Aya to moan slightly and close his eyes. He could feel his excitement reaching an end and reached down then took his own glistening member into his hands and began to stroke himself in the same rhythm that Yohji was moving within.

Aya groaned, "Yohji, please!" The blond increased his speed a little more at the request. Once he pushed himself inside again he felt his warm substance shoot deep into him. Aya pumped his own throbbing shaft again and the stickiness of his own release spread all over his hand, him and Yohji. He laid his head back on the pillow and sighed heavily as his breathing began to level out. Yohji removed himself then laid down on the bed as well. Neither spoke.

After sometime passed, Yohji picked up the bottle and took a sip. Aya watched as the dark brown glass container touched his friends lips and sighed again. This was the first time he'd personally seen Yohji drink anything harder than a beer. Smiling he said, "I didn't think you'd drink any of this."

He looked at him with another stunning smile and answered placing a wine soaked finger into Aya's awaiting mouth, "Well, it is after all, Chardonnay. And even I have my standards." Aya giggled softly at his response and pulled him into another heavy kiss.

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