Don't Call This Love

Don't Call This Love

by Raikune

A/N: Originally posted on Livejournal.

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Kyo ran his tongue over his lips nervously. Haru’s blunt fingers were tickling his chest as the Ox fumbled with his shirt buttons. The white-haired boy leaned forward and gave him a sloppy hurried kiss on the side of his mouth before switching his attention back to the shirt.

“So…wait,” Kyo muttered, feeling embarrassed and confused. “Why’re we doing this again?”

Hatsuharu grinned lazily and teased Kyo’s last button open. “You got horny. Tohru is too goody-goody and therefore unattainable. I’m horny. We reached an agreement somehow.”

“We did?” Kyo twitched as fingers began snaking up and down his sides. Oh God, Hatsuharu was his fucking cousin and a guy and this was not supposed to feel good. Was it?

“Yeah.” The other boy planted a kiss on the other side of his mouth. “We agreed that we were both horny. And I thought, why just jack off on our lonesome when we could both just fuck?”

The Cat shivered at the last word. He tried for a shot at sensibility. “But I’m not…gay…get off.” He brushed Haru’s hands away and glared, trying very hard to forget the warmth in his spine and the glint in the Ox’s eye. “I’m straight, you ass. I don’t love you.”

“Don’t call this love.” Haru freed Kyo from his shirt and dumped it on the floor. “I don’t love you either. Not really.” He quirked his eyebrow. “How much longer are you going to keep talking at me? Shut up.”

“I’m not…gay…” Kyo panted, searching wildly for reasons for why he shouldn’t do this. Hatsuharu interrupted his thoughts by kissing his mouth in such a way the Cat’s lips were pried open and they were completely locked together, mouth-on-mouth. All the while Haru distracted his hands by feeling all the contours of Kyo’s tan body, that trembling taut midriff, those sharp hipbones. The Cat wriggled and shoved Haru away.

“I told you twice, I’m not gay! Shit!” He cursed at himself for being this desperate.

“Yeah, I know.” Haru smirked. “And that’s how I know how to get you hard.”

Kyo sucked his breath as a firm hand cupped him through the fabric of his cargo pants and squeezed gently. Haru’s warm voice was in his ear; low and whispery. “I saw you through the window. You were watching Tohru while she was dusting. It was sunny out, and she was wearing a little cotton mini-dress, and you watched her stand on tip-toes to reach the hard spots, and her dress rode up and you saw her panties. How they clung to her and how the sunlight shone through the part between her thighs and oh God how you wanted to slide a hand up her and feel her, how hot she was between there, how you’d edge your thumb up and stroke her, just gently enough so she sighed press her knees together…”

“Ahh fuck!” Kyo moaned, trying block the voice out. That Ox was such a cheater. That was what he’d been imagining; he’d gotten a hard-on just sitting on the couch watching her. That’s when he decided to go upstairs, feeling hot and ashamed and bothered, planning to go to the bathroom for a quick beat-off when the doorbell rag and there was Haru of all people, with Yuki’s borrowed textbook in his hand.

They’d looked at each other and Haru had grinned because that bastard knew exactly what Kyo was thinking. And they’d gone upstairs. And just as Kyo had passed Haru into his room, Haru had reached out and touched the Cat’s cheek…

“Shit!” He was being massaged now, and goddamn he was hard, the Ox’s fingers were expert. Haru felt the bulge in his hand and smiled. Kyo’s legs felt weak and unsteady, he wasn’t sure he could stand for much longer so he leant forward and breathed into Haru’s neck, bringing his hands up to grip the other boy’s shoulders.

“That’s it.” Haru undid the fly and top button. “That’s it.”

He sighed as the Cat timidly began to nibble and lick at his ear, trying to draw out the frustration. His tongue felt good and hot. The Ox reached down to unzip himself, giving the Kyo’s trapped arousal a slow squeeze before he did so.

Both boys kissed roughly and awkwardly, Haru with more finesse then Kyo. The male mouth was a new experience to the Cat, not that he had any experience with kissing in the first place. He could taste the Ox on his tongue, taste hot warm flesh and a slight minty residue from gum chewed earlier. Kyo felt Haru press against him and surge of heat flashed through his skin.

“Now this is just one way to fuck,” Haru growled in his ear as he began to rub himself against Kyo’s erection. He fumbled with his shirt and felt willing hands help him so they were both stripped bare from the waist up.

“Bed,” Kyo grunted and Haru nodded. They collapsed on it, Haru on top. The Ox stared at Kyo below him, who stared back. The Cat wriggled impatiently. “Whatever you’re going to do, fucking do it now, ok?”

“Sure.” Haru reached down and removed their belts. “Let me do this first. Trust me, it’s loads of fun.” Using the belts, he lashed Kyo’s wrists to the bedstead.

“The fuck?”

“Trust me.” Haru moved down and slipped the boy’s underwear down, removing the cargo pants. He gave the bobbing length an experimental lick and felt Kyo shudder all over. So he got down on his elbows and decided to show the Cat a real good time.

Kyo whined as Haru took him in inch by inch, oh so slowly, licking and rubbing all around the shaft with eager fervour. A hot tongue traced his balls and the lines of his thighs, licking away any pre-cum that trickled down. Kyo had his eyes shut and his wrists strained against the bonds.

Haru sucked Kyo leisurely, always knowing when to slow and when to speed up, he just enjoyed watching the normally angry Cat so vulnerable and naked with his face flushed and his little stifled moans. The member in his mouth began to pulse and he brought his mouth around deeper, giving one tantalising little flick, one little swirl…and Kyo moaned, thrusting his hips up as he came furiously and was swallowed.

“Fuck,” he said shakily. “Fuck…”

“Don’t fall asleep.” Haru licked his fingers and gave Kyo a kiss on the stomach. “My turn.”

“Wha…”

“Don’t worry, you’ll come again. And harder too,” Haru assured him. “Just relax…”

Kyo squeaked as felt a finger invade his body and tensed up. Haru soothed him by stroking his thighs and he cautiously let another finger inside him. It didn’t feel bad, just odd. He was being stretched and loosened, and sometimes those fingers would hit a certain spot that made little tingles explode in his abdomen. Kyo realised he was moaning slightly and shut his mouth.

“Aww, the kitty likes it.” Haru spat on his other hand and began to slick himself up. He was already half-aroused and the Cat watched though dazed eyes as the other’s member grew harder and longer, straining. Haru let a shaky breath out.

“Hope you’re ready, Kyon…” He hoisted a leg onto his shoulder and positioned himself carefully, slowly pushing into Kyo, and then out again until the boy was used to it. Kyo cursed him. “Stop screwing around, you dumb Ox. Fuck me.”

Haru needed no second invitation. He deliberately began a slow rocking pace, better to prolong the glow and to watch Kyo mew and writhe in front of him. Kyo kept flashing him frustrated looks and seethed and moaned when Hatsuharu only grinned that grin of his and ignored his silent pleas.

“Bastard,” Kyo groaned after Haru stopped for a few seconds to let more tension build…and promptly cried out as the Ox suddenly thrust in. But it wasn’t enough, no matter how much Kyo wriggled and jerked, Haru just kept slowing down and then stopping…

A hand gripped his slick erection and teased. Kyo mewed again, thrashing his from side to side. His wrists hurt, and he was slowly being jacked off by a sadist who was his cousin. Shit.

Hatsuharu began to grind his hips, lifting Kyo’s other leg for more access. Chuckling, he angled his lean body so his thrusts hit some sensitive spot deep in the Cat that made Kyo cry out and arch his back. It was the Cat’s expression as he shuddered and came again that tilted the Ox over the edge.

Kyo felt Haru slip out and flop beside him on the bed. They both smelled like sex and sweat and the orange-haired boy cursed as the truth of what they’d just done sunk in.

“You were yowling really loudly,” came Haru’s smug voice. “Who knew you were such a whore during sex?”

“Fuck you.” Kyo growled, ears red. “This was just sex relief, ok? Nothing more then that.”

“Yeah, I know.” Haru rubbed his hair, looking sleepy.

“Get out of my room. No offence, but I need to clean my bed up.”

“Can I come over tomorrow, Kyon-Kyon?”

Kyo kicked at Haru so he fell off the bed and landed with a thud.

“Hell no.”

Haru removed his belt from Kyo’s wrist and looked down at the naked, glowering Cat. He raised one eyebrow. “You look hot like that. Makes me wanna do you again…”

Kyo released his other wrist then sat up and hiked his pants up. Not bothering with his shirt, he chased the Ox out of his room.

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