Bits and Pieces of Weiss Kruez

BY : fareys_delight
Category: Wei▀ Kreuz > Yaoi - Male/Male
Dragon prints: 4017
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Title: Jazz and Kittens 5

Fandom: Weiss Kruez

Pairing/Characters: Schuldig/Farfarello

Prompt: sweet tasting

Drabble #: 165

Date: September 6, 2012

Word count:

Next pairing: Teddy, Harry

AN: To tired…




Their personal shower was running, the two men staring at the door that kept them from their red headed lover. After three months of near stalking, they had gotten Ran into their bed and relationship, and they weren’t going to let go of him. Though, Ran had made them stay out of the bathroom while he cleaned up and soothed muscles that pulled and tugged.


“Can you believe that we actually have him? All that time watching, waiting for him,” Schuldig finally said as he reached over and opened a window. Pulling out a cigarette, he lit it and took a slow, deep drag off of it as Farfarello placed his ash tray near by.


“I can. I have clan marks down my back and a bite mark on my neck from him,” Farfarello said. His tone and the quirk of his lips screamed smugness to Schuldig. “How’s your own marks?” he asked, looking at his red headed lovers back.


Schuldig snorted and showed his back off. “We have got to smooth those claws of his down,” he chuckled. “My back is tugging so badly and it’s going to sting when I go to take a how shower. But it’ll still feel real good.”


“I bet,” Farfarello chuckled, swiping his fingers down Schuldigs back, coming away with a bit of blood. Cleaning them with his tongue, he looked to the bathroom door as the shower turned off, the bath turning on soon after. They both  pouted at the fact that their lover wasn’t coming out yet.


“How long can he stay in there?” Schuldig whined as he blew out a stream of smoke.


“As long as he wants. We fucked him how many times and how hard?” Farfarello chuckled as he stood. “I’ll make something sweet and fruity for him. He has work in four hours after all.”


“Spoil him why don’t you?” Schuldig teased as he watched the pale, scarred body move and dress.


“I plan on it. Find him clothes please? I sliced his off,” Farfarello replied, holding up a pair of shredded jeans.


“Nice. He’ll go to work in our clothes,” Schuldig said happily as he moved to find clothes.



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