Black Angel
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Category:
Wei� Kreuz › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,291
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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.
Chapter 2
YuukiSan: Oh...My...God! I can\'t beleive that I wrote this Chapter. I have never written a Solo scene before in my life.
NinjaMouse: I\'m so proud of you!
YuukiSan: Yeah I know and I bet DragonBlade and Kurai are doing victory danses right now.
NinjaMouse: Are they? *Runs off to find DragonBlade and Kurai*
YuukiSan: Well since she\'s gone off to join them, I guess I\'ll leave you to read the Chapter. Enjoy!
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Chapter 2
As the four assassins entered their apartment, they were surprised how fast their adrenaline rushes drained. Omi was still brushing dirt and leaves off his jacket and his bangs.
“So, did you and Ken have a nice trip?” Yoji asked Omi, just to poke fun at the two younger males.
Ken just glared at Yoji but said nothing. Omi kept his eyes on the floor so that no one could see his blush.
“I call the shower first,” Omi said and rushed upstairs with alarming speed.
Once in the safety of the bathroom, he leaned up against the closed door and let out a long sigh.
Why is Ken affecting me so much Omi thought to himself. He had been in close proximity of Ken before, and he had felt nothing. So why was this time any different?
Still feeling confused, Omi walked over to the shower and turned on the water. He quickly undressed and stepped under the stream. The teen winced as the water made contact with the scrapes on the lower half of his legs, which sent a stinging sensation throughout his body. He looked down at his legs and concluded that the injuries had come from rolling down the hill.
Bombay instantly received vivid flashbacks of what happened at the bottom of the hill. The dartist stopped dead as he remembered how it felt to have the other male practically lying on top of him. Omi could feel heat forming in his body, however this, time it traveled south.
“K’so!” The youth exclaimed when he realized that for the second time that night, he had a hard on.
As Omi began washing his hair, he tried desperately to think of something that would have the reverse effect. But his imagination was strongly against him.
Before the brunette knew what was going on his head was filled with images of Ken that sent shivers down his spine. Omi leaned his arms and forehead against the cold tile in order to cool down his flesh. A soft moan escaped his lips has he envisioned Ken trailing light kisses across his chest.
While the images became more intense, Omi’s member grew so hard it was almost painful. As if his imagination could sense that his cock was begging for attention, Omi pictured Ken wrapping his fingers around the throbbing shaft. The dartist let out a gasp of surprise when he felt his own hand mimic the imaginary Ken’s.
He let out another low moan as he slowly started pumping his cock. As he pumped harder his moans became louder until finally he was nearly shrieking. With his free hand, Omi searched for something to muffle his cries. His hand landed on he washcloth, which he quickly shoved in his mouth biting down hard. After, Omi ran his free hand through his hair and took hold of a fistful.
His throat grew raw from his screams as he felt his climax approaching. He pumped himself harder and faster until, with a wave of pleasure he had previously thought impossible, he spilled his seed all over his hand.
The teen stood there stationary for a few minutes listening to the water hit the tiles. As his sensations returned to normal, Omi felt slight pains in both his head and jaw. The brunette led go of his hair and took the washcloth out of his mouth. He turned around and leaned his back against the wall. His legs immediately gave out and Omi found himself on the floor of the bathtub. He pulled his legs up to his chest and hugged them, feeling more confused then he ever had in his entire life.
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“Well that was interesting,” Ken said to himself as he lay in bed.
Thanks to his bedroom being beside the bathroom, never the less his bed against the same wall as the shower, he had heard all of Omi’s screams. Ken had known exactly what was going on right beside him, and had been quite surprised to find himself turned on.
Siberian let go of his now limp cock and wondered why had the sound of his younger companion make him so hard. He’d also had a hard on when he was lying on top of Omi as well, but he didn’t think the other noticed…thank the gods!
Ken heard the water stop and turned onto his side with his back to the wall. The older brunette closed his eyes, and still hearing Omi’s screams, fell asleep.
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YuukiSan: Well there it is. Didn\'t I tell you that you\'d like that Chapter. Though I feel sorry for Omi, he\'s so confused.
NinjaMouse: He\'ll get over it. Once he realizes he can get laid, he\'ll get over it.
YuukiSan: *pinches the bridge of her nose* Someone save me please.
NinjaMouse: I\'m so proud of you!
YuukiSan: Yeah I know and I bet DragonBlade and Kurai are doing victory danses right now.
NinjaMouse: Are they? *Runs off to find DragonBlade and Kurai*
YuukiSan: Well since she\'s gone off to join them, I guess I\'ll leave you to read the Chapter. Enjoy!
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Chapter 2
As the four assassins entered their apartment, they were surprised how fast their adrenaline rushes drained. Omi was still brushing dirt and leaves off his jacket and his bangs.
“So, did you and Ken have a nice trip?” Yoji asked Omi, just to poke fun at the two younger males.
Ken just glared at Yoji but said nothing. Omi kept his eyes on the floor so that no one could see his blush.
“I call the shower first,” Omi said and rushed upstairs with alarming speed.
Once in the safety of the bathroom, he leaned up against the closed door and let out a long sigh.
Why is Ken affecting me so much Omi thought to himself. He had been in close proximity of Ken before, and he had felt nothing. So why was this time any different?
Still feeling confused, Omi walked over to the shower and turned on the water. He quickly undressed and stepped under the stream. The teen winced as the water made contact with the scrapes on the lower half of his legs, which sent a stinging sensation throughout his body. He looked down at his legs and concluded that the injuries had come from rolling down the hill.
Bombay instantly received vivid flashbacks of what happened at the bottom of the hill. The dartist stopped dead as he remembered how it felt to have the other male practically lying on top of him. Omi could feel heat forming in his body, however this, time it traveled south.
“K’so!” The youth exclaimed when he realized that for the second time that night, he had a hard on.
As Omi began washing his hair, he tried desperately to think of something that would have the reverse effect. But his imagination was strongly against him.
Before the brunette knew what was going on his head was filled with images of Ken that sent shivers down his spine. Omi leaned his arms and forehead against the cold tile in order to cool down his flesh. A soft moan escaped his lips has he envisioned Ken trailing light kisses across his chest.
While the images became more intense, Omi’s member grew so hard it was almost painful. As if his imagination could sense that his cock was begging for attention, Omi pictured Ken wrapping his fingers around the throbbing shaft. The dartist let out a gasp of surprise when he felt his own hand mimic the imaginary Ken’s.
He let out another low moan as he slowly started pumping his cock. As he pumped harder his moans became louder until finally he was nearly shrieking. With his free hand, Omi searched for something to muffle his cries. His hand landed on he washcloth, which he quickly shoved in his mouth biting down hard. After, Omi ran his free hand through his hair and took hold of a fistful.
His throat grew raw from his screams as he felt his climax approaching. He pumped himself harder and faster until, with a wave of pleasure he had previously thought impossible, he spilled his seed all over his hand.
The teen stood there stationary for a few minutes listening to the water hit the tiles. As his sensations returned to normal, Omi felt slight pains in both his head and jaw. The brunette led go of his hair and took the washcloth out of his mouth. He turned around and leaned his back against the wall. His legs immediately gave out and Omi found himself on the floor of the bathtub. He pulled his legs up to his chest and hugged them, feeling more confused then he ever had in his entire life.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Well that was interesting,” Ken said to himself as he lay in bed.
Thanks to his bedroom being beside the bathroom, never the less his bed against the same wall as the shower, he had heard all of Omi’s screams. Ken had known exactly what was going on right beside him, and had been quite surprised to find himself turned on.
Siberian let go of his now limp cock and wondered why had the sound of his younger companion make him so hard. He’d also had a hard on when he was lying on top of Omi as well, but he didn’t think the other noticed…thank the gods!
Ken heard the water stop and turned onto his side with his back to the wall. The older brunette closed his eyes, and still hearing Omi’s screams, fell asleep.
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YuukiSan: Well there it is. Didn\'t I tell you that you\'d like that Chapter. Though I feel sorry for Omi, he\'s so confused.
NinjaMouse: He\'ll get over it. Once he realizes he can get laid, he\'ll get over it.
YuukiSan: *pinches the bridge of her nose* Someone save me please.