One Night

Warnings: Shota; Lemon; Spelling(maybe)

Weaver: Thankyou!! I'm glad that you like this. Sorry for not updating on 'Syaoran' but I'm going to finish this first. Thankyou!

xSuperBunnyx: Thankyou!! Yeah, I think it is going that way - although there are going to be some Touya/Syaoran moments. But Eriol is deffinately going to get some! Thankyou!

One Night
By AurthorsDeathNote

Sighing once more, Syaoran's eyes focused on the world below him. It was raining outside, and the window was starting to mist from his breath.

He had been living with Eriol for nearly three weeks now, and he knew that it wouldn't be long until he would show - his six-pack had lessened slightly, and he found himself rubbing his stomach more often than not. His eating habits were proberly not helping, as he was eating more and more.

Setting a cup of tea on the table next to him, Eriol placed himself opposite the brunette, giving Syaoran a serious look. "We need to talk."

"About what?" Syaoran asked. He picked up the blue and white cup, sipping lightly as he waited for the other boys answer.

"One: How your going to have your baby. Two: When are you going to tell your Clan that your pregnant. And three: When are you going to tell Touya," he picked off each point with a finger, before drinking from his own cup.

"One:," Syaoran lightly mocked, "I don't know how delivering this thing will work - I was hoping that *you* would sort that out. Two: I was planning on telling my mother tonight, so that she could call me again tomorrow when the news has sunk in. And three: I'm not telling him, unless I absolutely *have* to."

"Syaoran, you have to tell him. He deserves to know," he sighed at the look the other boy was giving him. "If it was me, I would want to know. But I'm glad to hear that your telling you Clan, finally."

"Either way, I still don't know how to have my baby," Syaoran pointed out, trying to sway the subject slightly. Catching on, Eriol decided that it was Syaoran's choice, not his.

"Fine. A caesarean is the best course, other wise the pain would be too much," Eriol informed him. Syaoran winced slightly, rubbing his stomach once more, as he bit his lip. Eriol smiled at the look, sweeping his eyes over the boy.

Over the past three weeks, Eriol had noticed that Syaoran was going through a number of emotions and loneliness seemed to be the main factor for some of these - though why, the dark mage wasn't sure of. Standing, Eriol sat himself next to Syaoran, pulling the other boy into a light hug. The brunette - strangely - conformed, and pushed into the touch, wrapping his arms around Eriol.

Eriol's heart was racing faster than usual, and he gulped as he made up his mind to make the move he had wanted to do for many months. Lifting Syaoaran's chin up, Eriol lightly kissed him, pulling the brown haired boy closer to him. Syaoran wrapped his arms around the pale boys neck, deepening the kiss. Flickening his tongue over Syaoran's lips, Eriol pushed the muscle into the other boys mouth as soon as the other boy gasped in surprise.

Syaoran slid his left hand in the dark locks, lightly pulling Eriol on top of him, as he slid down onto the couch. Eriol gently placed one of his hands under the other boys shirt, tugging it off. His long slender fingers danced over the soft, tanned skin of Syaoran's disappearing six-pack. His stomach was almost flat, excluding a more feminie bludge that carried the baby.

Pulling away slightly, both boys panted, faces flushed. Smiling lightly, Syaoran leaned back into Eriol, re-instating the kiss. Removing the mages shirt, Syaoran pushed his hips into the other boys, causing friction, and making them both moan. Eriol pulled away completely a few seconds later.

Sitting up, Syaoran growled in disappointment at the lack of contact. Eriol now stood facing away from the brunette, shirtless, and sexy. Throwing his legs over the couch edge, Syaoran let his eyes wonder over the male before him. He hadn't realised how good looking the other boy was - nor how defined the pale boys muscles were. Licking his lips, Syaoran stood, wrapping his arms around that sexy body.

"Syaoran..." Eriol began, placing his hands over those wrapped around his waist. "I'm not going to take advantage of you. I won't let myself."

"You don't have to, Eriol," Syaoran whispered, kissing along Eriol's back shoulder, and working his way up behind the boys ear. "I want this."

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Somehow, they had managed to make it into the main bedroom, and Syaoran was leading the older boy towards the bed, as their kisses became more passionate and almost beast-like. Arms moving instinctively, Eriol flittered over the brunettes body, memorising each freckle, curve and inch of his skin. Butterfly kisses graced over their chests, and it was only a few moments into the room when they both fell onto the bed.

Clutching at the sheets, Syaoran gasped out into the mid-afternoon air as Eriol grounded their hips together. Removing the unwanted articles of clothing remaining, skin finally touched skin, and the balance between dark and light was set.

Syaoarn slid his hand down to hold Eriol's erection, and began stoking teasingly, light caressing the tip, and his other hand dug into Eriol's back as Eriol slicked his fingers, still kissing the brunette deeply. Sliding a finger into Syaoran's entranceway, Eriol began to stretch the ring muscle, much to Syaoran's pleasure.

Pushing into the touch, Syaoran moaned, clutching at the pale back, and pumping Eriol's shaft faster. Pulling away slightly, Eriol locked eyes with the brunette, looking for the assurance he needed. Smiling at each other, Syaoran nodded, and allowed the other boy to push himself deeply - as gently as possible while at it - into him. Mewling lightly, Syaoran arched into the touch.

They continued to love each other through the rest of the afternoon, and Eriol kept himself in check from unleashing an almost primal lust for Syaoran, as he kept the baby in mind.

Screaming out Eriol's name, Syaoran came with an orgasm that was sure to have gotten him pregnant, had he not already been. Both panted into each other as they lay across the bed, a mass of limbs. Smiling, Eriol pulled Syaoran on top of him, and held him tightly as they both began to drift into sleep.

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Two days later found Syaoran walking the streets, still day-dreaming over the pleasent *ahem* afternoon tea that he and Eriol had had. He was looking to re-stock the kitchen with food, and was taking the short walk down to the nearby shops. Walking into one of the local groceries, Syaoran came to a complete standstill.

Touya was serving at the counter - obviously, Touya was still holding part-time work while at University. They stared at each other, before Syaoran narrowed his eyes, and picked up a basket, making his way around the store. While deciding whether they needed - or whether he was going to eat - any tinned peaches any time soon, he barely noticed as Touya crept up behind him.

"Syaoran?" He asked quietly. The boy turned to face him, amber eyes dark and glaring. "I just want to-"

"Don't bother. I'm not interested, and I've moved on," Syaoran interrupted. But before he could turn back to place the tin into the basket, a large hand grabbed his, and before he knew it, Touya had backed him up against the shelves, mouth firmly placed over the brunettes. Forcing his tongue into the younger boys, Touya ground their hips together.

Pushing the taller boy away as quickly as he could, Syaoran punched him - clearly upset. "What the *hell* do you think you were doing!" He hissed. Touya looked down at him, his eyes wide and hurt. "Don't you dare look at me like that! You left me, not the other way around. I have someone else now, so leave me alone!"

With that, Syaoran fled from the store.

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A/N: Even though this story is for adults, I think that it would be safer to say that Eriol was absolutely furious with Touya, and the next chapter should show such. Thankyou to reviewers and readers!