Something Stupid

As the door slammed shut, Shinrei realized that he had no idea of how they even got that far. But as his fingers began to undo the buttons of the shirt, covering the body he wanted so much, he found that he really didn't care. His eyes took in the view of a firm chest for a second before he leaned in, hungrily kissing the pale skin. The sound of the other mans breath was the only sound in the silent hallway, but how beautiful it sounded, like sweet music to his ears. Reaching up, Shinrei flipped the shirt off of the broad shoulders, leaving the muscular torso all bared to him. Wanting to see more, his hands trailed down the toned body, carefully memorizing the feeling of strength and masculinity, vibrating from the skin. He moved closer, lips moving across a sharp collarbone, finding the hollow center he sucked gently, emitting a harsh groan from the slightly taller man. The approving sound made Shinrei just a little more brave, and his questing fingers ghosted lightly over the front of the tight jeans the wanted assassin wore. Again Shinrei's lips moved, higher, he stuck out his tongue and gently ran it across the Adam's apple before continuing upwards. Carefully he changed the ghosting of his fingers into gentle rubbing and ran his tongue the last few inches up to the assassins ear. Tracing the shell with the tip of his tongue, Shinrei was rewarded with a silent moan, and he felt hardness beginning to take form beneath his hand. Silently he drew back, his hands moving up to undo the belt and unzipping the black jeans he went down onto his knees in front of the other man. As he pulled down jeans and boxers, he looked up, meeting the crimson eyes above him.
“Kyo...” he whispered, receiving a devious smirk from the red eyed man. Shinrei's blood began to race through his veins when he finally looked down, taking in a well toned stomach, the fine bellybutton and...
Kyo's member was standing tall and erect for him, and Shinrei didn't hesitate to lick his lips before he closed them around the head of Kyo's cock. Pressing his tongue up against the hardened flesh he lowered his head, slowly taking in as much of Kyo as he assumed possible. Kyo groaned and fell back against the wall as Shinrei moved back, suckling on the head for a moment, shuddering at the taste of salty precum, he rested his hands on Kyo's hips to steady himself. As he leaned in again, trying to take just a bit more of Kyo's impressive member, he was stopped by a hand on his head, fingers gripped his hair, forcing him to look up.
Kyo stared down at the silver haired boy, and he liked what he saw. How beautiful Shinrei was, there on his knees with Kyo's dick in his mouth, firmly held in place by Kyo's hand. Shinrei returned the stare. Patiently waiting for Kyo's next move he just sat there, breathing through his nose.
Kyo smirked down at him “You look good down there.”
Getting tired of waiting, Shinrei moved his right hand from Kyo's hip and cupped his balls gently while he began to suck eagerly on his cock.
Not really having expected that kind of intensity Kyo moaned and fell back against the wall, releasing Shinrei's hair, but not removing his hand entirely. Shinrei began to move his head again. Back and forth he moved, taking in a bit more of Kyo every time, the sweet sounds in the air above, encouraged him to slip a single finger behind the pouch. Kyo's hips bucked forward as Shinrei stroked the sensitive skin before the entrance with his fingertip. Kyo groaned, and his hips began to move faster, thrusting into Shinrei's mouth over and over again. This was it. Shinrei closed his eyes and as he felt Kyo's fingers gripping his hair again, he pressed down on the soft spot. Involuntarily, Kyo's hips jerked forward, and Shinrei could just taste the salty cream on his tongue before Kyo regained control and drew back. The warm white fluid hit his face, his neck and the front of his shirt, and the tight grip in his hair prevented him from avoiding it. Slowly he let his hands fall to his sides. The finger that slowly began to trace his collarbone sent a shiver down his spine. It ran across the bone, up his neck, gently wiping off the warm substance, before the finger was pushed into his mouth. Opening his eyes, he stared up, into those red eyes that awoke the strangest feelings inside him. He wanted more, and as he licked the semen of Kyo's fingers, his hand moved, distantly beginning to rub himself on the outside of his jeans.
“You did that on purpose, didn't you?” the demon's voice was strangely calm, and Shinrei couldn't figure if he should be alarmed or relieved. Who would ever have thought things would be like this when they met at the club?

It was easier than expected to find his target, and Shinrei was pleased as he entered the club, instantly noticing the tall man by the bar. Demon Eyes Kyo, the independent, feared assassin. He had to die. Shinrei had clear orders from the Mibu leader. “Find Demon Eyes Kyo, kill him, and bring back his body.” He didn't quite understand the last part. Normally, it was enough just to bring back the head, so the unusual order seemed out of place. Wanting to get it over with, Shinrei approached Kyo. First of all, he had to make Kyo leave the club with him, in order not to make a scene. He just had to hope that Kyo wouldn't recognize him.
Buying Kyo a drink, was fine. The assassin was sipping the chilled sake, while listening to Shinrei's fake speech of business connections and possible assignments for Kyo. And as Kyo cooked his head, looking suspicious, Shinrei guaranteed that the price was more than fair. But when Shinrei began on his fourth drink, he realized that he really wasn't I the mood for killing anymore. No, he wanted something entirely different. But could he get it?
“Why don't we grab a cab and discuss the details at my place?” he suggested after, and much to his surprise, Kyo agreed.

The finger was removed, and Shinrei got to his feet.
”Yes, I did.” he replied, beginning to wonder if there would be a next step, but the sound of Kyo kicking off his pants and shoes stopped his thoughts right before he was pushed hard against the opposite wall, Kyo diving in instantly, giving him a bruising kiss.
Getting the message, Shinrei reached behind himself, reaching for the door opening, before he guided them stumbling and kissing through the living room, heading for the bedroom.
Impatient hands sent the buttons of Shinrei's shirt flying, and Kyo quickly removed the ripped piece of clothing and threw it in a random direction. The kiss broke as Shinrei bumped backwards into the back of the couch in the middle of the living room. But his attempt to redirect them towards the bedroom was stopped by Kyo, and the glimpse he saw in the red eyes predicted the future. Before Shinrei could react, Kyo spun him around and bend him over the couch, holding one of Shinrei's arms back, halfway across Shinrei's back, as he parted his legs with a knee. Shinrei responded by letting Kyo have his way, for now. A longing moan escaped him as Kyo finally reached down and stroked Shinrei's neglected erection though his jeans.
Strong, determined fingers made short process of the belt and zipper, before Kyo let go of Shinrei's arm, and pulled jeans and boxers down. A hand ran up Shinrei's spine, followed by the weight of Kyo's chest, holding him down, while the other hand slowly began to stroke him. Shinrei moaned, but was quickly silenced by the hand that slipped around his neck and thrusted two fingers into his mouth.
“Suck!” the order was whispered against Shinrei's ear, right before sharp teeth bit down on his ear lope. The sensation sent a shiver down his spine as he began to suck the fingers eagerly. Kyo groaned and pressed his soft cock against Shinrei's rear.
With a satisfied sigh, he slowly upped the pace of the lazy strokes he was teasing Shinrei with, flicking his thumb over the head of Shinrei's cock. Shinrei moaned and his hips began to move by themselves and began to thrust into Kyo's fist.
Kyo smirked and withdrew his fingers from Shinrei's mouth. The determination of making this Shinrei come by his hand was taking over and he carefully began to massage Shinrei's tight opening with the wet fingers. A small whimper escaped the silver haired man, and as Kyo felt the muscle relax against his touch, he gently let a finger slide inside. Another finger was soon added, and Kyo searched carefully after the spot he knew would make the other man orgasm.
Shinrei cried out as Kyo finally found it. He felt like he would explode and implode at the same time, as Kyo brushed against his prostate repeatedly, and when he pressed hard against the spot with both of his fingers, Shinrei nearly screamed. His hips jerked forward, and thrusting hard into Kyo's hand, he clawed at the blue pillows as he emptied himself into Kyo's hand.
Kyo felt himself regain a few inches as the warm fluid dripped from his fingers. Watching the other man writhe under his touch had felt good and Kyo decided that he wanted more. He needed more. Ever so slowly, he dragged his tongue down Shinrei's spine, feeling the smaller man shiver beneath him. No, he wasn't going to let Shinrei get time to catch his breath, but he had underestimated his partner. As soon as Kyo had moved far enough from Shinrei's rear, Shinrei straightened up, turning in the split of a second to face Kyo. They looked at each other for a moment; Shinrei took in every feature of Kyo's naked body, while Kyo was just staring back at him with hungry eyes. A few more seconds passed by, before Shinrei finally asked the question. He cleared his throat, and gave up on finding the right words, reducing the line into a single word. “Bed?”

The first five minutes of the cab ride, Shinrei had caught Kyo staring at him several times. But, staying in his fake character, he had continued to talk about possible assignments, that Kyo might be interested in. But when Shinrei looked at Kyo the next time, Kyo didn't even try to hide his staring. Shinrei blinked. “Is there anything wrong?” he asked.
Kyo smirked “you are such a fake.”
“Excuse me?” Did Kyo figure out that he was, in fact, a Mibu? Shinrei frowned, waiting for a reply.
“You are not planning to give me any further details, because you don't have any yourself. It's all made up, isn't it?” Kyo continued to stare into Shinrei's eyes and it was all Shinrei could do not to look down.
Strangely enough, Kyo didn't seem to be angry. No, it was more like he was amused by the entire situation, amused by Shinrei's little game, and Shinrei began to feel like Kyo had been playing along all the way. Maybe he had. But right now, Shinrei was too busy finding out what he himself actually wanted, to think about Kyo's mood. By now, Kyo's stare was too much and he moved slightly, concentrating on the passing buildings of the city. His morals told him to kill his target and return home alone, but a part of him, a part he had suppressed for a very long time told him to... suddenly he felt calloused fingertips trace his jaw line, before long fingers cupped his chin.
“What is it that you want from me?” Kyo asked, forcing Shinrei to look at him again. Why did this silver haired man seem so familiar? Blurry memories from his past began to emerge at the surface, but Kyo couldn't make any sense of them.
Red eyes enchanted Shinrei, like priceless gemstones, standing out in the dim light inside the cab, making him decide that killing, was not what he wanted the most. For the first time, his strong moral, and loyalty to his clan was pushed aside, in favor for his own needs.
With his last doubts pushed aside, Shinrei leaned in. Yes, this was most definitely what he wanted. Kyo's grip was only meant to keep Shinrei from turning away from him, not to prevent him from coming closer, but still, Kyo's eyes widened slightly in surprise as their lips connected. A brief, warm sensation of soft lips brushing against his own, but it was all it took for Kyo to understand. The strange aspects and distant memories of a boy could be solved later.

Kyo sat down on the edge of Shinrei's bed, and leaning back on his elbows he looked straight at the other man. “Please me.” he ordered. He could see that Shinrei was raised to obey by the way the other man moved in. Determination showed in his darkened eyes, and every move was measured out to the smallest detail as Shinrei crawled onto the bed. This was what he wanted, and he indented to get it right the first time. The sound of Kyo's first orgasm began to ring inside his head as he moved in, crawling over Kyo, one knee between his legs, the other on his right side. His fingers trailed up the side of Kyo's body, as he moved all the way up. He could feel Kyo's erection press against his own, still jeans clad, thigh and shuddered. How could that man already be hard again? Shinrei paused at that thought and realized something. His own cock was already beginning to harden again. He smiled a little almost unnoticeable smile and leaned down, kissing Kyo's neck greedily, and intertwining gentle bites that caused the other man to groan and lean his head to the side.
Kyo put his hand behind his head, and Shinrei got the hint. Kyo was not going to lift a finger for his pleasure, but that was fine by Shinrei.
Shinrei reached back and pushed his jeans and boxers down as far as he could, before he kicked them off entirely. His lips began to travel down across Kyo's chest, the firm planes already seemed so familiar to him and he enjoyed every single second. His lips closed down on a hard nipple, earning a growl from Kyo who parted his legs slightly. Shinrei tongued the hard bud lightly, and the approving sounds from above his head spurred him on. He wanted Kyo badly. No, actually, what he wanted was to please this man, please this man with those red, burning eyes. He wanted it badly.
His hand trailed down Kyo's body, deliberately right past that promising erection, down to cup the soft sac beneath. His lips began to move down Kyo's body, much to Kyo's delight, as small kisses were spread across his skin, while gentle fingers played his balls.
Something told Shinrei that Kyo was at a state where foreplay really didn't matter anymore. Maybe it was the way his hips moved beneath Shinrei, making his cock slide against different places on Shinrei as he moved down, or maybe it wasn't, but Shinrei only agreed.
They had already spent too much time playing, but a selfish feeling made Shinrei keep Kyo waiting just a bit longer before he would let the red eyed assassin have his pleasure.
He settled himself on his knees between Kyo's legs, forcing them further apart with his own, before he bowed down. For the second time this night, he closed his warm lips over Kyo's swollen member. His tongue moved over the smooth head, around it and over again before he let Kyo's cock slide further inside, holding his breath as his throat closed down over it. He fought his urge to gag as he repeated the move, letting Kyo slide as far down as he could, while gentle fingers continued to play with the soft sac. Kyo moaned, approving sounds to Shinrei's ears, but that was not enough. It was never enough. No, Shinrei wanted Kyo to want him. Shinrei's free hand that had rested on one of Kyo's thighs, moved to rub on the soft spot right below the sac with a finger, ever so gently.
By accident, Shinrei's finger slipped lower and ran across the tight entrance in a brief caress. Shinrei froze. Was that sound approving to? Feeling brave, he tried again and groaned as he felt the tight muscle move against his finger. Kyo liked it! Or, at least he didn't object. Wanting to make Kyo feel as good as he made Shinrei feel earlier, he reached out, ignoring the annoyed sound Kyo made as his hand left his sac, and reached for the nightstand. Fumbling around for a moment, he found what he was looking for.
He sat up, pouring a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, and then bend down, before Kyo had a chance to complain. Once again he took Kyo between his lips, suckling on the head as he slowly let one of his fingers slide inside. Kyo moaned, his back arched slightly at the intrusion, and Shinrei licked the head and slid another finger inside. The wonderful heat, tight velvety walls surrounded his fingers, and he wanted more. A new desire to feel the red eyed man writhe beneath him, emerged at the surface, and Shinrei began to flex his fingers before adding yet another, stretching the tight muscles, preparing Kyo for him. Oh, he needed it now; he needed to feel that tight heat around him. He pulled his fingers out as soon as he felt Kyo relax around them. This was it. In a few swift moves, Shinrei crawled up Kyo's body.
Kyo let out a frustrated sigh at the loss of Shinrei's fingers, but as the other man moved over him, he realized exactly what was about to happen, and he tried to stop it. Shinrei beat him to it though. Suddenly, bright golden eyes stared straight into his and a husky voice filled his ears.
“How could anyone ever hate such beautiful eyes?”
Kyo guessed that the question wasn't really targeted on him, but it made him strangely calm. So, maybe this one time, it was okay to lean back and let someone else do the dirty work? It would be a first, but the way Shinrei leaned down and kissed him as the tip of his cock slid inside, was enough to convince him. He clenched his eyes shut when his muscles stretched uncomfortably around Shinrei, but it didn't hurt. Not really, and now when Shinrei had moved to gently nip at his right ear, while he slid all the way in, the fine line between hurt and comfort began to blur.
Shinrei's blood roared in his ear, and he fought to stay still, trying to be generous and let Kyo adjust to him. But the way Kyo's velvety insides pulsed around him, so warm, soft, and so very alive, made it hard for Shinrei to hold back. Slowly he shifted his weight to his right arm, to free his left hand. His fingers ghosted down Kyo's neck, over the hard chest, before running down Kyo's side. Kyo groaned, and his body moved a bit to seek more contact, but Shinrei simply slipped his hand around Kyo's thigh, and gripped his leg under the knee, lifting it up to rest on Shinrei's shoulder. The slight movement rotated Kyo's hips just enough for Shinrei to sink in a little deeper. So tight. Shinrei growled as he drew his hips back, then forth, thrusting deep into the red-eyed man beneath him.
This new sensation of being filled to the limit was overwhelming for Kyo. He arched up against Shinrei, and his hands, unable to do anything else, gripped the other man hard. His nails dug into the soft flesh of Shinrei's back, but it only spurred Shinrei on.
He drew his hips back again and thrust into Kyo again, for every trust, his moves became more violent. Kyo began to move his hips, meeting every thrust hungrily. This was good, and he enjoyed it fully, taking each wave of pleasure in silence, except for the sound of his harsh breathing.
The odd silence didn't please Shinrei. It made him doubt that he was doing good, and wanting to know, he reached down and closed his fingers around Kyo's dripping member. His reward came instantly as Kyo threw his head back, releasing a single loud moan.
Slowly, Shinrei began to stroke Kyo. The tight muscles around him cramped with every move, as he continued to thrust into the other man, and he began to feel his own release rush towards him.
Determined to please the man beneath him, he upped the pace a bit, causing Kyo to moan again. Shinrei wanted to see Kyo's face when he peaked, knowing that it was all his doing.
Kyo was panting now. Al these sensations were overwhelming, and he couldn't take it anymore.
With a loud gasp, he bucked up against Shinrei as his release rolled over him. Shinrei froze above Kyo.
Those tight muscles clamped down on him, squeezing in cramps as Kyo spilled himself into Shinrei's hand. Shinrei lost his breath, and his concentration, and he shivered when Kyo's cramps forced his orgasm out.
The other man whimpered slightly when he felt the warm fluids inside. His own was dripping from Shinrei's hand onto his belly, but he didn't care. He didn't care about anything, but those last wonderful waves of his orgasm that still ran through his system. He didn't even notice that Shinrei gently slipped out of him, until he felt soft lips against his own. In a daze, he answered the kiss, just barely registering Shinrei telling him that he could sleep over if he wanted, before moving away.
When Shinrei returned from the bathroom, he was not surprised to see that Kyo had simply rolled over and had fallen asleep. He shook his head and grabbed some tissues from the bedside table and began to clean the sleeping man as good as he could. But Kyo had curled up, and Shinrei soon decided that he could offer him a shower in the morning. With a last look on the clock radio, he slipped under the covers, making sure that Kyo was kept warm at the same time, before he too fell asleep.

The first thing Shinrei saw that next morning was Kyo's wide grin, before he realized that he couldn't move his hands. The assassin smirked at him, and he relaxed, noticing that the other man was still naked.
“Morning. I think it's my turn now.”

End