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Syaoran

By: AurthorsDeath
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Part 6

Warnings: Shota; Lemon; Spelling(maybe)

Review replys:

Weaver: Oh, Syaoran has lots of tricks up his sleeve. I hope you enjoy it all! Thankyou!!!

Chi-chan: I'm glad you like my fic. I really like this couple, I don't know why there aren't that many fics on them. Thankyou!!!

Syaoran
By AurthorsDeathNote

Part 6

Two days had passed and Touya had yet to see his younger lover since that exotic night. He couldn't call in case his father caught on to anything, and his couldn't ask the Kaijuu - he wasn't that desperate yet - Syaoran hadn't answered any door calls, and Touya was starting to worry slightly.

*Ding Dong*

Sighing, he heard Sakura answer the door. "Oh, hey Syaoran-kun!"

Scratch his last thought. He wasn't worried. He was angry.

"Hey, Sakura! You wanna hang?" Touya could only assume that the green-eyed girl had nodded, because Syaoran came into the living area with her. Glaring, Touya focused his eyes on the TV trying to ignore the brunettes.

"You wanna drink?" She asked already moving towards the kitchen.

"Sure," he answered, finally catching the older boys attention. Touya's eyes widened considerbly. Syaoran was wearing a tight, black, almost transparant t-shirt, with a light white open shirt, and black shorts that could've been boy's hotpants(1). Touya was pratically drooling.

Syaoran smirked noticing the look directed his way. Bending down lavishly, the brunette let Touya's eyes ravage his behind as he **obsereved** the DVD collection. His white shirt slid over his defined six-pack showing off his silky skin. "Do you need a bucket for that, Touya?"

Blinking, Touya re-focused his eyes on the pair of amber eyes looking at him. "What?"

"Your drooling. Do you need a bucket for it?" Syaoran asked again. Touya shot up in his seat wiping at his mouth, Syaoran snickering. Sakura chose that moment to come into the room with three drinks and a plate of muffins and buscuits.

"What do you wanna do, Syaoran-kun?" She asked, smirking coyly knowing full well the plan they had discussed the other day.

"I don't know. How about a game?" He answered moving to sit next to the green-eyed girl. She laughed quietly.

"How about strip poker?" Touya's jaw dropped.

//--------//

The four of them had been playing for an hour now - Tomoyo had come round not long for after the idea had been conjured - and Syaoran's shirts had been removed, Touya's shirt and pants had been removed - he was having a bad streak with luck tonight - Tomoyo and Sakura had gotten down to their underwear, and the game was still going.

"Okay, come on, Syaoran. You lost this time, get those shorts off," Tomoyo teased. Syaoran made a sour face, sending a look to Sakura. Noting the look, Sakura began to get up.

"Hey, Tomoyo? Why don't we carry on up stairs?" Syaoran also stood, his hands on his belt. Tomoyo took the hint and grabbed her clothing and left with the other girl. Touya glared sceptically at their backs.

"What?" He asked himself, rather than anyone else.

"Their just giving us some privacy. You don't mind, do you?" Syaoran asked pulling his shorts down revealing short green boxers. Touya shook his head in reply. Smooth skin, tanned legs and thighs, silky, sweat covered torso and soft brown hair revealed Touya's most erotic fantasy. The drool was out again.

"Well, I should be going home really. It is getting late after all." Syaoran moved over to the older boy, sitting on his knees and leaning his left hand lightly onto the others chest. Catching the hand in his own, Touya pulled Syaoran into a kiss.

Pulling away after a few moments, Syaoran smirked. He pushed Touya down onto the floor, rubbing their erections together. Moaning quietly, Touya gazed up at the young brunette, wanting him then and there.

"Shhh. Wait here." Winking, Syaoran moved towards the kitchen. After a few moments, he returned with a few choice items. Retaking his place ontop of the dsark-haired teen, Syaoran shook the bottle of whipped-cream and coated Touya's chest with it. Moaning louder, Touya bucked. Smirking widely, Syaoran used his tongue to clean up the 'mess'. Touya moaned again.

"Shhhhhhh! Touya, you have to be quiet," Syaoran whispered. Deciding that the other boy wasn't about to quieten down, Syaoran popped a cherry into his mouth to silence him. Smoothing melted chocolate over the remnants of the cream, Syaoran re-traced his tongue, humming while bucking downwards.

Touya was completely dazed, turned on, and he *really*, *really* wanted Syaoran. Right then and there. Pulling a few strings out of his pocket, Syaoran tied the older boys hands to the coffee table, and his legs - wide open - to the chair legs. His smile was warm and happy now, and Syaoran moved to sit above Touya's head, pulling his boxers off.

Stroking himself with one hand, and picking the whipp-cream bottle in the other, Syaoran pushed the tip into his entrance which caused the cream to flood. Mewling very quietly, his breath ragged, Syaoran locked eyes with Touya. The elder boy was trying to push his head up-wards, but there really wan't any need and Syaoran lowered himself slowly.

Once Touya's tongue had begun to lick up all of the cream, Syaoran allowed himself a quiet moan, and rocked into that talanted mouth. Moving slightly, Touya swallowed his erection, and the brunette, thrust lightly into the administrations.

Coming into his mouth, Syaoran pulled himself up. Panting lightly, Syaoran stood and looked down at the needy, and struggling older boy. Smirking once more, Syaoran dressed himself, never taking his eyes off of Touya, and walked to the door. "Bye-bye, Touya!" he waved slightly, laughing now as he yelled a goodbye to the girls upstairs.

Touya yelled out - angry and frustrated - as he heard the door close and realised that he was tied tightly in an *inappropiate* position.

Sakura stood looking into the living area, holding back her own laughter as Tomoyo filmed the scene, catching on to the whole situation.

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Syaoran sat in his apartment looking through several magazines that lay out over his bed. He smirked when a certain item within them popped up.

"Heheheh!"

A/N: Syaoran is soooo evil. Well, it was a little more tamed than usual and theres waaaaay more to come. Lol! I hope you enjoyed! Thankyou to reviewers!

(1) I don't know if these exist, but I'm pretending they do because I like the idea that he has some. Ooooh, Hot!
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