Love Potion no. 9

The day was relatively quiet, especially under the current conditions. Half of their little family was acting funny and only one of them had an excuse. Aya was acting like a kitten in heat, which didn’t surprise Yohji in the slightest. Ken, on the other hand, was acting a bit jumpier than usual. It confused him, but right now, he didn’t care. Sometimes Ken got tweaky, that’s all there was to it. The soccer player probably just got into to Yohji’s special brewed coffee again.

Yohji pulled out a smoke and lit up in the kitchen. He wasn’t allowed to smoke in the house, but again, he didn’t care. His addiction needed tending too and no one was stopping him. He slumped into a kitchen chair after taking out an old tea saucer for a make-shift ash tray.

He was worried about the stoic redhead. He would admit it. The so-called leader was sick…sick in the sense that he was throwing Yohji down the kitchen table and fucking him like there was no tomorrow, but even though Yohji didn’t mind being screwed like a dirty whore, he admitting Aya needed a cure.

They didn’t know the long term effects this drug would have on him. Omi was having the drug checked out by Manx and she promised to get a cure as soon as possible. He hoped they would find a cure fast. He also hoped there would be no side effects that lasted too long. He didn’t mind helping Aya if he was a little stiff after all this. He really didn’t mind helping him out.

Yohji snuffed out the cigarette as soon as it reached the filter and looked up to the doorway. “Aya…? How long have you been--“

“Hot….” Aya panted. His violet eyes were cloudy and his cheeks flushed as he looked Yohji over. He clutched to the doorframe for support, looking as if any minute he would collapse to the floor. “Yohji….”

Yohji stood up. “You should be in bed.” He looked Aya up and down. The assassin only wore a pair of thin black pajama pants, and he was sweating. God he looked sexy when he was all disheveled.

“Hot….” He whimpered softly. He pushed away from the doorframe and slowly moved towards Yohji. “So hot….”

Yohji pulled Aya to his chest. “….” He could feel Aya’s heat threw his shirt, as well as his pounding heartbeat. “You’re burning up.” The blond sighed and shook his head. “You should be in bed.”

“Too hot……” He pouted and rested his head on Yohji’s shoulder.

“Alright.” Yohji smiled and slowly stroked his red hair, trying to comfort Aya he guessed. He wasn’t sure what compelled him to stroke his hair. It was probably due to the reality of never being able to touch him like this ever again. “Let’s get you cooled down.” He leaned down and scooped Aya into his arms.

It took all the strength he had to get his teammate to the upstairs bathroom. Not because he was heavy, it was because Aya took it upon himself to attach himself to Yohji’s neck, nipping and suckling at the pale flesh. It didn’t help that he also made the most erotic purring noises Yohji had ever heard. He could tell he would have dark marks there later, but he was pretty sure he would.

“A-Aya….” Yohji’s voice was an octave higher than normal as he set his teammate on the sink counter. “Y-You have to let go.” He could feel the little sex kitten rubbing against his crotch.

“Dun wanna.” Aya purred and wrapped his legs around Yohji’s waist. “Want you to cool me down.” He leaned forward and attached himself to Yohji’s neck again, nipping just a bit harder then before.

“Ah!” Yohji craned his neck to give Aya more room as he leaned into the touches. He only had so much self control. “Aya….y-you need to cool down.” He closed his eyes and moaned again. ‘Must….resist……Sexy…..man…..’

Aya sucked lightly at his collarbone. “Then cool me down.” He repeated with a purr.

“I meant…in a bath…..” Yohji bit his lower lip, his hands clenched at his sides. “You need to cool down in a bath….” This was wrong, taking advantage of him in this state was morally wrong and he should not do it, he lied to himself.

Aya purred and sat back, running a hand down his front. “Then undress me….”

“You can undress yourself.” Yohji stepped farther away. He swallowed the lump in his throat and began to run a lukewarm bath. He shut his eyes and took another deep breath as the water rose up. He knew what Aya was going to look like, standing behind him. He would be naked and hard, as well as a bit sweaty and with those lust-filled violet eyes, begging Yohji to cool him down…

“Yohji….” He heard the deep voice and got chills down his spine and straight into his crotch. He refused to turn and look at the redhead. He must have self control! For once in his life he had to resist the primal urges that made him who he was!!

“Y…you can…cool down in the bath…I’ll get you a change of clothes.” He stood up and kept his eyes downcast as he left the bathroom as quickly as he could, brushing past Aya on accident, feeling the hot skin on his arm.

His heart raced in his throat as he shut the door and leaned on it. This was not good. Aya needed to be taken care of and here he was, in the hall, harder than he had ever been in his life. If anyone needed taking care of now, it was the little problem in his pants. He couldn’t believe he got out of that room at all.

He opened his eyes. He wanted Aya to grab him and throw him down. He wanted to be fucked again. He wanted to be in that bathroom in the tub with Aya…

“Yohji…” He heard a low moan threw the wood. Yohji took a deep intake of breath and held it. He heard him name again. Aya was moaning out his name, in that low sexy voice. His breathing increased and pressed an ear to the door.

He could hear the light splashing of water and low gasps and moans, all coming from Aya. He closed his eyes, picturing the assassin in his mind, dripping wet in the tub. His back pressed against the porcelain tub as small waves toppled out the sides of the tub. His head was thrown back as he panted out Yohji’s name, over and over. His red hair plastered against his head and neck as he bit his lower lip to keep himself quiet. His eyes were closed, lost in his self giving pleasure.

Yohji moaned and held himself up. He couldn’t take much more of it. The erotic images in his head were enough to drive him over the edge but, to see it all in person… He knew that if he opened the door there was no going back. On anything there was no going back. Aya was probably going to remember this week and if he forced himself onto Yohji, that was one thing but…

If Yohji came to him willingly…

It changed their whole relationship. They could never be just friends, not like their relationship was much before all this. Hell, it would be hard working with the guy that fucked you when you were clearly sick.

He looked down at his hand. It was firmly grasping the knob, turning as if of it’s own free will. ‘There is no turning back now’ He thought as the door swung open and he stepped into the bathroom.

Aya looked up at him, looking much like Yohji imagined. “Yohji--?” He moaned out lightly.

Yohji bit his lower lip and shut the door behind him. He gripped his shirt and brought it over his head, toeing off his shoes as well. He looked up at Aya and soundlessly worked on his pants. He redhead moaned, the ripples in the water grew, splashing onto the floor.

God he hoped he wouldn’t regret this. He worked on the zipper of him pants, careful not to snag on anything vital and slowly worked the tight leather down his hips. His eyes never left Aya. He wanted to make sure he didn’t screw this up…this was the one and only shot he had.

He reached down and slipped off his socks as he moved closer to the tub, realizing then that there was no real sexy way to take off one’s socks. He stepped into the tub and slowly moved himself into the water and on top of Aya, leaning down and taking the redhead’s lips in a hungry kiss.

‘This is just the spell…’ Yohji ran his hands up Aya’s chest as he sat on his lap. He could feel the hard erection on his thigh as he own brushed against his washboard stomach.

Aya moaned and purred under him, thrusting his hips up at him. “I’m still hot.” He moaned, leaning up and taking Yohji’s earlobe into his mouth, suckling on it lightly. “Cool me down.”

Yohji nodded. “I’ll do my best…” He moaned and leaned into the nibbling. “Shit Aya…when did you learn to do this?”

Aya purred and leaned back and licked at his jaw. “Take me.” He whispered. “And maybe I’ll tell you.”

Oh shit. Yohji’s mind raced straight to his groin. This was going to be very very hard. He didn’t know how long he could last with the sex kitten underneath him. There was something about Aya that made him feel like he was some teenager having sex for the first time. “Not here…It would be a bit uncomfortable to fuck in this tub.”

“Your room.” Aya purred as his tongue played with the hoop earring. “Take me there.”

Yohji nodded and leaned closer to Aya. “In a minute….” Yohji purred and leaned down, kissing his pale throat. How many chances would he have to get Aya in this way? His hands slowly moved down Aya’s body, loving the feel of the warm skin. “What do you want?” He purred.

“You.” Aya gasped and arched his hips under the lean blonde. “Pleasure me.” He leaned back against the wall. “Please…”

Yohji purred and slowly moved his lips down Aya’s body. His foot unplugged the drain as he rubbed against the other, putting presser on the right parts.

Aya mewled in pleasure and gripped the other’s shoulders. “Fuck….please…” He panted out. “Please…”

Yohji moved lower and lower on Aya’s body, licking and nipping down his chest. The water was nearly gone from the tub. Yohji looked up at the flushed face, smiling with satisfaction. Aya had his head thrown back, panting and moaning with pleasure. His hand was to his mouth, trying t bite back some of the noise.

Absolutely beautiful.

Yohji sat back and pulled Aya up, “My room then?”

“Hai.” Aya gasped and rubbed his wet body against Yohji. “Take me..” He panted.

Yohji purred and leaned in, nipping at Aya’s neck, keeping the pale body next to his own. He stepped out of the tub, pulling Aya with him. He reached out with a hand and gripped a towel. “Sit down, Babe.”

Aya gasped and shook his head, leaning against Yohji as he felt the soft fabric on his back, lightly rubbing away the droplets of water. He leaned down and took a dusty pink nipple into his mouth, swirling it lightly with his tongue.

Aya gasped, running his hands through his blonde hair, pulling it and forcing Yohji closer to his body. “Oh God!” He mewled, rolling his head back. “God…more!”

“No God.” Yohji purred, licking his way to the other nipple. “If you’re going to scream out someone’s name, it had better be mine.” He nipped at the flesh, making the redhead yell out louder.

Yohji moaned and dropped down, licking the water from his body, nipping along the way. He hit his knees and gripped his hips, nipping lightly at his navel. “Babe, you are so sexy…” He purred.

Aya mewled and gripped the sink to keep himself up. “Yohji….no more…please….bedroom. Fuck me.” He gasped out, body flushing.

Yohji purred and let his tongue lap at the navel, showing Aya what was yet to come. “you taste so sweet.” He kissed down Aya’s body until he felt the small tuft of red curls. He smirked sexily and watched his new lover.

Slowly he took Aya into his hand and stroked his hardness lightly, calloused fingers over the tip, rubbing moister onto the tip. He purred and leaned in, tongue flicking the tip, watching the harden flesh bob.

Aya hissed in pleasure, throwing his head back. “Yohji! No more!” He gripped the counter and thrust his hips forward.

“Don’t worry. I won’t leave you like this.” He leaned in and took the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the tip as his hand gripped the base, stroking it lightly as his head bobbed.

The sounds of Aya’s moans washed over him in waves, sending tingles down his spine and straight to his throbbing erection. He reached down and lightly stroked himself as his head bobbed, taking Aya in further and further.

The redhead moaned louder, gripping Yohji’s head in both his hands, thrusting into his tight warm mouth, gasping as the blond opened his throat, taking him down fully.

Yohji purred, releasing his own erection and gripping Aya’s sides, directing his thrusts more accurately. His hands kneaded Aya’s firm buttock, moaning lightly as his fingers moved, caressing the flesh lightly as he teased Aya’s entrance,

Aya moaned. “Shit!” He gasped as the finger slowly slid into him. His body tightened as the finger slid in further.

Yohji pulled back. “Lay on your stomach.” He ordered, standing up and opening the medicine cabinet. He watched as Aya fell to his knees, and crawled onto his front. He turned back to the cabinet and rummaged until he found the lube.

Yohji moved behind the man in heat and sat on his knees. He reached down and grasped his hips, forcing them into the air. Yohji smiled as he watched the man looking so venerable, showing him all his most intimate places.

He flipped open the cap and squeezed out a liberal amount into his hands, rubbing them together, warming the slick liquid. He reached down and ran his hands over his backside, slowing moving down to his ass.

He pulled Aya’s cheeks apart and leaned down. His tongue slowly ran over his crack, prodding at the hole.

Aya moaned and bit his hands, thrusting his hips back, trying to get the wonderful feeling to go farther into his body. He shivered and bit his arm to keep from screaming in pleasure.

Yohji moaned and licked at Aya pulling back, his fingers moved into the hole, moving into his body hard and fast. He moaned and watched the body under his spasm as he was penetrated.

“Fuck!” Aya threw his head back and screamed, moving his body back, forcing the fingers deeper and harder. He panted and moaned loudly. “Yohji! Please!”

The blonde licked his lips lightly and pulled his fingers out. His body couldn’t take much more of this. It was just torture watching him writhe on the floor.

He moved back, pulling Aya with him and turning him in his arms, making the red head face him. “I want you to ride me.” Yohji purred, pouring more lube onto his own prick and quickly slicked his prick.

Aya moaned and gripped his shoulders, moving himself down onto Yohji. The blonde gripped his hips and slowly lowered Aya down, feeling the tight heat of Aya’s body slowly engulf Yohji. “Shit.” He moaned as Aya settled in his lap. The feeling was ….amazing… “Shit….fuck….shit….”

Aya nodded, wrapping his arms around Yohji, slightly shaking. “Hai…” He nuzzled his neck, purring and nipping. “Yohji…” He ran his hands down Yohji’s back, leaving long red scratch marks.

Yohji hissed and thrusted upward, making Aya mewl again.

Aya gasped and threw his head back. He lifted his hips and slammed them back down. “Yohji!” He screamed louder as the blonde gripped his hips and began to force himself deeper into the red head.

“More!” Aya wrapped his legs around Yohji. “Please….more.” he leaned in and licked at Yohji’s neck.

Yohji gasped and nodded. “Oh yeah….” He smirked and threw Aya back, keeping himself inside t hat wonderful body. Yohji moaned and readjusted his body inside of his red head’s. He moaned and reached down, moving Aya’s legs to wrap around his hips tighter. “Hold onto me.” He licked at the shell of Aya’s ear.

Aya nodded, gasping in pleasure. His legs moved up, locking his ankles around the blonde’s hips. “Mmm…” He gasped as the blonde thrusted.

Their movements started out slowly, trying to set a right rhythm. Their movements quickly increased, their moans bouncing off the tiled walls.

Yohji groaned loudly, gripping Aya’s hips as he moved harder into his partner. “Shit. Oh fuck.” He moaned out, lips suckling at Aya’s pale neck, leaving dark purple bruises.

Aya screamed out with every movement, his body arching into the other. “YOHJI!” He screamed out at the top of his lungs as he came hard onto their chests.

Yohji purred as the muscle tightened around his cock, sending him over the edge as well, letting his seed spill into Aya’s hot body. He collapsed on top of Aya, panting for breath. “Oh Shit….”

Aya stared up at the ceiling, wide eyed. He moaned as Yohji pulled out of his body, saddened by the sudden loss. He looked down at the blonde.

Yohji smiled lopsidedly and leaned down, giving the redhead a chaste kiss. “Hot still?”

Aya shook his head, watching Yohji dab away all evidence of their encounter. He stayed silent as the blonde slipped on his pants and shit.

“now you need sleep.” He smiled and knelt down, lifting Aya up into his arms, like it was nothing. Is your door unlocked?”

Aya nodded, moaning in slight discomfort. His body ached and finally was cooled down and now Yohji was moving him. He snuggled closer to the body and closed his eyes.

The blonde sighed and opened the bathroom door easily considering the load in his arms. He had done this enough to know how to move around with a person. He looked both ways down the hall, seeing no one, he quickly made his way to Aya’s room.

Finding the door unlocked, he slipped into the dark room. This was a first for him. He had never seen Aya’s room and was a bit unprepared for it.

The room was disheveled, to say the least. Clothes, sheets, books. All of it was strewn across the floor. It was not how he would picture the redhead’s living but, he guessed it was usually neat and this was a fluke time.

He quickly laid Aya in the bed, not bothering to cover him up. He smiled and stood back up, leaving the room as quickly as he entered. He would have loved to snoop around but knew the red head would either kill him or throw him down and fuck him to death. He didn’t mind the latter but really wasn’t quite ready to die.

He quietly shut the door and headed to his own room. Sex was exhausting when with a horny assassin. Yohji shut his door and flopped down on his bed, covering himself with a sheet. All he needed was a nap…just ten minutes…

He looked over at the clock. 2:45…

2:45?! Yohji jumped out of his bed, cursing up a storm. The bathroom was a mess, covered in cum and sweat and smelling of sex and Omi was on his way home now! Shit shit shit!!!!

He tied his hair back and ran out of his room, straight into the bathroom, praying to any god there was that disinfectants would be under the Sink.

*******

Omi smiled as he entered the flower shop. “Kobanwa, Ken-san.” The younger Weiss smiled at the football player sweetly. “Where is Yohji?”

Ken looked up and smiled. “Take a wild guess.”

“he left you to care for the store alone again.” The boy sighed and shook his head. “Well…I guess It’s you and me tonight, give me a minute and I’ll be down.” He smiled and headed into the house, up to his room.

He slowly unbuttoned his school jacket as he headed down the hall to his room and stopped at the bathroom. A look of total shock and disbelief crossing his face. “Y….Yoh--“

“Kobanwa Bishounen.” Yohji smiled, sitting on his hands and knees, scrubbing out the grime from between the tiles. “How was school.”

“You’re cleaning…” Omi backed away. He had seen science fiction movies before but he never thought he would ever see an actual pod person.

“Yeah, I know.” He sighed and stood up, brushing off his knees. “The bathroom needed a good cleaning.” He smiled and set the towel into the load of dirty clothes. “No that I finished this I’m going to do laundry.”

Omi nodded and backed away. “You….do that.” He smiled and moved away faster. “Um…I’ll be at work and you can…watch Aya…” He turned and ran don the hall to his room.

Yohji let out a long sigh of relief as he lifted the heavy bin up and headed down the stairs. At least the bishounen didn’t ask questions yet. He was still devising a good reasoning for his recent cleaning spree and ‘I fucked Aya’ was not a good excuse. Oh well…he was smart and think of something.

*****

He stood in the door, opening it a crack. He watched the young boy run to his room and licked his lips. He watched the blonde leave and fully opened the door, moving down the hall, towards the last member…