Sweet Blossom, Sweet Bloom

Disclaimer: The characters of Ken and Yohji are not mine, they\'re property of the creators of the Weiss Kreuz universe. ::mutters \'damn\':: The following is one of my first fanfiction lemons and it\'s basically the sex. It gets right into it, so to say.

Yohji lowered Ken to the bed, his warm flesh exerting a light pressure onto Ken’s form. He took Ken’s lips into his own, savoring the sweetness of mouth. His tongue pushed forward, playing the lead dancer in a tango of love. He slid his hand past Ken’s thigh, massaging the inner part before he reached for Ken’s penis. He felt Ken’s body stiffen, but then relax once he gripped it in his hand, gently massaging the shaft and the scrotum around it. He felt it harden and his own arousal grew with his flex of his hand. His own penis pulsed and he made sure Ken felt it against his own thigh. He felt moisture on his hand and Ken groaned contently. Yohji pressed his lips against his neck, trailing kisses along the voice box so he felt the vibration of the groan against his lips.

Taking Ken’s hand he led it to his own penis and whispered, “your pleasure gives me pleasure.” Ken’s eyes widened and his fingers trailed through the golden hair around his friend’s penis. It was unlike anything he had felt before, warm to the touch and pulsing as if a heartbeat existed there. He felt his own breathing heighten and he shivered, not from cold, but from expectation. Yohji had showed him but one pleasure; just by the touch of his hand…what more could be possibly do?

As if Yohji read his thoughts he let his kisses trail down to his nipples and playfully nipped at their ends. He took them into his mouth, letting his tongue bat at them as he sucked. He felt Ken writhe under his touch, letting out little gasps of pleasure. He continued kissing with his tongue down his rips and to his belly button, letting his finger lightly dig into the crevice, as if it was foreshadowing things to come.

Ken let out a soft cry as Yohji took him into his mouth. At first he wasn’t sure if that was what he wanted, but his cry of surprise turned to soft grunts of pleasure as Yohji rhythmically sucked at his shaft. Fingers massaged the flesh around it and Ken’s fingers twined into Yohji’s hair, massaging into the scalp to the rhythm of Yohji’s mouth.

Yohji reached his hands around to Ken’s butt, taking the flesh into his hands, pulling it toward him so that Ken’s shaft would be able to move in and out more fluidly. After a few moments, he felt Ken come and he swiftly moved his kisses to his inner thigh, letting Ken’s sperm trail safely off of the bed. He lifted his head and watched Ken’s eyes slowly flutter in ecstasy as his cheeks flushed.

“Turn onto your stomach now Ken.”

Ken shifted to his stomach and he stiffened nervously as Yohji straddled his butt. He felt hands on his shoulder blades and relaxed, melting away under Yohji’s touch. He had never felt like this before. Each new sensation was strange, but under Yohji’s caresses it became natural.

Yohji took the bath oil he set to the side into his hands and lathered it onto his hands. He worked it into Ken’s back, slowly making his way to his lower back and butt. He let his fingers trace into the crevice, but worked his way to the inner thigh, letting his fingers graze lightly across Ken’s penis. His fingers returned to Ken’s behind and he opened the cheeks with his hands, letting his finger dig into the hole. He felt Ken flinch, but gently eased his way in, letting his finger feel around. He had to widen the area so it wouldn’t cause him pain with the initial penetration. Gaining a rhythm he found the spot he was looking for and gently teased the area around it.

Ken gasped and groaned into the pillow, “stop teasing me!”

Yohji chuckled, “you know me well. Soon you will know me too well.”

He positioned himself above Ken, after lathering his member thoroughly, and gently eased his penis into the hole, bracing the bed as he did so. He heard Ken protest softly in pain, but he eased himself inward with a quick thrust.

Ken’s eyes filled with tears and he squirmed, until Yohji started rocking his body into a slow rhythm. He felt Yohji’s penis harden as it went through his tight muscles and eventually he stopped fighting and allowed them to relax. The rocking of Yohji’s body against his own caused him to inch forward and raise his legs slightly.

Yohji smiled at Ken’s action and braced himself against Ken, letting his one hand grasp Ken’s penis. With each thrust of his own, he let his hand work the opposite. He had turned on a radio before he started the seduction and by the end of a particularly sensual song he heard a cry of pleasure shriek from Ken as he hit the soft spot by the prostate. With a few more thrusts he felt his own penis throb with pleasure and he arched into a cry of his own.

Ken shuddered at the pleasure and felt weak, but he didn’t want Yohji to stop. The blonde continued the motions, each thrust bringing new cries from his mouth that he didn’t know he could make. He felt Yohji stop and was turned around to meet the ravenous kisses of the experienced lover. Yohji’s tongue probed insistently in his mouth and he met it to sate his own desire. He was getting so much pleasure, but what about Yohji?”

“Can I try?” Ken asked breathlessly looking to Yohji. “Can I try on you?”

Yohji’s eyes danced in curiosity and he allowed Ken’s hands to probe his penis, around to his posterior hole. Lathering his hands he massaged the bath oil onto Ken’s penis and taking Ken’s hands into his own he covered them. He shifted to his stomach, raising his butt into the air so Ken could brace himself.

Ken approached Yohji, hesitantly at first but worked his way into the hole. With a thrust he dug into Yohji’s hole, but wasn’t sure if he was hurting his friend.

“Harder,” Yohji hissed. His hands reached back to pull Ken’s legs into him.

Ken was surprised, but pushed forward as Yohji rocked forward rhythmically, encouraging Ken to continue the movement. After several moments he felt Yohji shudder and cry in delight, but kept thrusting forward until he felt his own ecstasy come. He gave a startled cry when Yohji pulled away, aggressively flipping him back over to his stomach, thrusting with a stronger force into his hole. It didn’t hurt like the last time and he gave a strangled cry of pleasure as Yohji continued thrusting deeper. This man was more inside him than anyone had ever been and he gladly gave himself over to the lustful abandon of passion.

Yohji forced his body to thrust deeper and deeper, matching each of Ken’s cries of delight with cries of his own. His soft-spoken comrade had the potential for reckless abandon and he relished bringing out his wild side. The youth under him tamed his fire, but also fanned it to the point of an inferno. Sweat poured from his body and he almost saw steam rising from their bodies as their sexual energy spread like wildfire. With one final deep thrust he grabbed Ken’s penis firmly and turned Ken to his side to he could take Ken’s mouth into his, letting his tongue dig into his mouth like his penis dug into his posterior’s hole. He drew out his penis, turning Ken’s body over, keeping his mouth connected to Ken’s pleased by his partner’s returns.

Rolling to his side, he gathered Ken into his arms, wanting nothing more than to just hold him in his arms, to confirm that what happened was in fact real. Ken shifted closer to Yohji, letting one of his legs drape across Yohji’s and his arms to wrap around his waist.

“I love you Yotan,” he whispered as he cuddled against Yohji’s chest, his hair sticking to his sweaty chest.

Pulling the blankets over their bodies, conserving the embers of the fire they just created, Yohji said, “I love you too Ken.”

With the exchange of a gentle kiss, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, eternal flames against the darkness.