Shadows

SHADOWS



by lordoberon





PART TWO



Soubi\'s POV

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The sheets made a loud crackling noise as the boy moved his legs in sleep, and Soubi jumped as a textbook fell to the floor with a loud thump. But the boy slept on, his chest rising and falling in slow, steady breaths. Soubi put his hand on the boy\'s torso again, and pressed his lips against Ritsuka\'s. That mouth was so soft and full. He wanted more. So he edged his tongue in Ritsuka\'s mouth, playing in the heat and wet for a moment, before ending the kiss. He should stop now, but he didn\'t want to. When he licked over Ritsuka\'s ear and neck the boy moaned in his sleep. Soubi did it again, harder, nibbling at the soft lobe of Ritsuka\'s ear. "Soouubbii..." Ritsuka clenched his fingers in the sheets, and his breath hitched for a moment, but then resumed pace again.



How interesting...he\'s a very deep sleeper to not have woken yet. I know how tired he is...he must be dreaming, to -



"Soubi...I-I\'m taking a bath, what are you - ohh. OH! S-Soubi...more," the boy gasped the last word, swallowing hard. His shaking left hand crept down his body to grab at the belt buckle, undo the clasp, and slide the zipper down with a loud zrrr that split the suddenly hot night air.



Soubi licked his dry lips. The room seemed to have risen in temperature, and he was gaping where he sat, his hand still resting on Ritsuka\'s chest. That left hand of Ritsuka\'s had fallen back on the bed, but the open zipper drew Soubi\'s eyes. He could see the dark blue of boxers beneath the open fly. He closed his eyes tight, trying to create thought in his suddenly frazzled brain. But that only made him more aware of his staccato pulse and the throbbing heat of his hard cock. He shrugged his arms from the suddenly stifling purple trench coat, letting it fall to the floor.



Slowly his hand began to move. It slid up Ritsuka\'s torso, and he reveled in the boy’s smooth skin and hard muscles. His thumb brushed over the boy\'s nipples, again and again, until they were hard. Then he bent his head down. He could feel the wallet’s soft leather by his arm, and his hard cock was pressing against something - the calculator? He groaned and grinded against it as his tongue lapped at Ritsuka\'s nipples. A high pitched whimper came from Ritsuka\'s mouth, and Soubi wrapped his mouth around the nub and sucked.



His hands were free, so he used them. One he used to unbutton his shirt, because it was far too hot in here. The other he used to slowly, carefully edge Ritsuka\'s jeans off the boy\'s slender hips. The boy\'s lusty dream was only fed by these actions, and he mumbled, "Soubi...you should have taken out another towel...before getting in the tub."



And Soubi briefly thought, Maybe I should get a towel for this, to keep things clean. But then Ritsuka was moaning, and his hand came down to rub over Soubi\'s back. The boy had never really touched Soubi, and it was electrifying. His fingers were curious-seeming over Soubi\'s back, tracing every curve and dent, pushing over scars. Soubi pulled away from the hard pink of Ritsuka\'s nipples, panting.



Then he was bent over again, blonde head wandering down Ritsuka\'s form. Briefly he licked in the deep crevice of Ritsuka\'s navel, eliciting a whimper, before reaching the waistline. The band of Ritsuka\'s boxers edged slowly down, and Soubi sat up, using both of his fingers to unwrap the heat he could feel there. In an excruciating moment he felt the calculator pressing painfully against his erection even as he feasted his eyes on the sight of Ritsuka\'s cock.



Eagerly he brushed his fingers over it, stroking the member to erection. He moved a little so he could bury his head between the boy\'s thighs, and began to lick and suck at the soft skin. As he sucked harder over the boy’s thighs Ritsuka was moaning loudly, and rocked his hips upward. Soubi could feel the boy\'s cock slide up and down his cheek with each rocking of the hips. He held back any loud sounds and closed his eyes. That hard member slid up and down, the soft skin burning hot against his cheek, his temple. The boy increased his tempo, and now with each thrust upward Soubi could feel his cheek getting slicker and slicker.



But what called to him was the pucker of the anus, so close to his mouth with each thrust. So he gave one last bite to Ritsuka\'s thigh, grinning at the boy\'s pleading moan in response. Then he moved, abandoning the sweet pain of the calculator pressing at his cock, and instead sitting between Ritsuka\'s legs. He kept it so that he could still feel that slickened cock against his cheek, and put his hands on the boy\'s thighs, spreading them a little.



Then his tongue dove into the soft heat of that hole. It was tight and resisting; he had to wriggle his tongue again, again, again, before he could really bury it deep in the soft wet. When he did the boy cried out, and Soubi briefly wondered if Ritsuka\'s mother would awaken. For a moment all his doubts returned and he thought, What am I doing? I\'m taking advantage of him...I should be doing this when he\'s awake to choose, to say what he wants...



But a push of the boy\'s hips, insistent, reminded him that Ritsuka did want this, at least in his sleep. Soubi had waited so long for this, that now that he had the opportunity, he did not want to let it go. The boy was dreaming about him, by some stroke of luck. How could he ever get this opportunity again? Besides, Kio coming onto him and calling him pervert only made Soubi get ideas....to come here and see Ritsuka so vulnerable, so delicious looking, made him NEED, desperately, to feed his fire.



So he stroked inward with his tongue again, and when the boy responded with another pleading sound, he thrust his tongue in, fucking the boy with his tongue. Harder and faster he pressed. His body was hot and his cock was so hard and he could feel Ritsuka\'s body trembling around him, over him. He withdrew his tongue and sat up again, and the boy sighed.



He remembered a strange phone call that he had gotten from Ritsuka earlier that day. The boy had seemed about to divulge something he was reluctant to say, the words, "I..I have to confess something, Soubi" echoed twice, before finally the boy gave up on trying and moved to the topic of school that day.



What had he been about to say? Was he going to say, I have wet dreams about you, Soubi? Was he going to say, I wank off in the bathtub and imagine you\'re with me, Soubi? Soubi laughed. He couldn\'t ever imagine Ritsuka saying any of that, the thought alone was ridiculous.



An inviting white bead of precome sat on the head of Ritsuka\'s cock. Soubi stared for a moment at this delightful image of Ritsuka spread out before him on the bed, those nipples hard and pink, the breath coming in pants, hair now mussed in disarray. The boy\'s cock was hard and long, jutting out from between soft thighs, crowned by a patch of dark curls. Mmm. Soubi bit back the growl of lust in his throat.



He licked off that little bead and then began to circle his tongue around the head, again and again. Ritsuka\'s hips thrusted up into the warm, wet touch of Soubi\'s tongue, but Soubi refused the invitation. He licked all down the length of the shaft and back up again, and then back down. For a moment he just put his nose in that thick thatch of curls, breathing in the scents. Ritsuka\'s sweat, and a musky tangy smell, and that lavender aroma that always seemed to settle in Ritsuka\'s room. It all smelled delightful. He ran his tongue along the hilt of Ritsuka\'s cock, bringing a hungry moan from the boy. Who knew the boy had this in him? Well, he was a teenager, assumingly with a teenager libido, but nevertheless, Soubi had always seen Ritsuka as innocent, fresh. Tonight had proven him wrong.



Would he regret doing this? Would he feel terribly guilty about it afterward, though he had no plans to violate the boy? Would Ritsuka FEEL violated, even though he was asleep during it? It was too many questions to answer all at once, but Soubi knew, he would feel a bit guilty. He was not, as Kio said, a pervert. Well, not entirely. He couldn\'t just take this advantage and walk away with a light conscience. But he wouldn\'t walk away with a heavy, troubled one, either. Ritsuka\'s body, his sounds, his smell, were too good to make this shameful in Soubi\'s mind. So many signs were saying that Ritsuka wanted it, even though he wouldn\'t say so when awake.



Soubi slithered his tongue down to Ritsuka\'s balls, taking them in his mouth and sucking hard and long. Ritsuka\'s body arched off the bed a little, and his breathing was ragged. Soubi slid his mouth off with a humorous, obscene pop, and slid his tongue up the length again. He sucked at the head, groaning at the pulsating pain of arousal that was making his own cock twitch and beg for release. But Ritsuka first. Slowly, smoothly, Soubi slid the length in his mouth, and then out again. He did it again, a little faster, and by this time the boy was an absolute chorus of sounds that said, please, please, please.



So Soubi moved faster, licking his tongue all over the hot cock as he pushed his mouth over it. He felt the head press at the back of his throat, felt the slick sweat and precome slide over his wet tongue. He savored the tangy taste and hummed in pleasure, making the boy buck and writhe at the sensations. Then he was bobbing his head quicker, quicker, and the boy\'s hips were driving up harder, faster, in jerkier movements.



With a gasp, Ritsuka came, the load shooting into Soubi\'s mouth fast and hard. Soubi swallowed it. With a hard throb he realized he was coming too, splashing over Ritsuka\'s thighs and stomach. So Soubi licked that up, too, until his tongue was numb from all the eager suckling.



Soubi sat up, brushing his hair from his face. He tapped at the sticky spot on his cheek with a finger, and then carefully edged back to sit on the edge of Ritsuka\'s bed, facing the glass door. Carefully, he cleaned up himself and Ritsuka with a soft washcloth he wetted in the bathroom, and then he did up Ritsuka\'s pants as they had been. He pulled the boy\'s shirt back down, and made himself presentable once more.



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AUTHOR\'S NOTE: As a reviewer suggested, this fanfic has potential to be a bit more than PWP. So, I want to write more, and I want to write what happens next in Ritsuka\'s POV. I\'m not sure what plotty stuff to write, but...I think the fic will not end here. :)



Reviews appreciated! Suggestions welcome, too.