Kids and Love

Kids and Love
By: Silver Wings of Demon

Spoiler: I’ve written this after I read the 10th volume of this wonderful manga…
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the plot. Every character belongs to Kentaro Yabuki. And I’m not making money of this…
Warnings: sex.
Pairings: SvenTrain.
Summary: After Train changed in a little child, are all chances for Sven lost? After all, how can a grown up tell a kid that he loves him…?

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I wake up when I feel Train, little Train, crawl in my bed. He has been doing that a lot the last two weeks… Ever since he changed. First it was just physically, but the next day, he was even acting as a kid. Not that that is so much different… But he really changed back into a child…
I turn myself on my side when I feel him shift closer. Wrapping one arm around him, holding him close to me. A smile finds its way to my lips when I hear him sigh contently.
I try to fall back asleep, but my mind always wanders off to him. How long before he’ll change back? Mind you, I love this little one, but I just want my Train back… My Train? When did he become mine?
I promise myself that, once he’s back, I’ll tell him. Tell him how I feel. What I feel for him. How much I care. How much I … love … him.
You start murmuring in your sleep. Shifting even closer to me.
“Love you Sven…”
I smile. How I want to hear these words from you…
“Love you too Train…”
I can’t get myself to say ‘little one’ this time. Because what I just said is for Train, not the child in my arms…

/ “Sven… I want an ice-cream… Can I have an ice-cream?”
I can’t help but smile at the begging tone of this little one. Add with that his big puppy-dog eyes and that cute little smile, and you already know the outcome…
He can so easily let me smile, it’s amazing…
“Thanks Sven! Love ya!”
He hugs me for a moment. When he lets go, I ruffle his hair. I know he hates it, but I can’t help it.
“Love ya too little one…” /

To be honest, I’ve grown accustom having him here lying next to me… But I know, that once this is all over, that it won’t happen again…
Soft, gentle fingers on my face. I keep my eyes closed, enjoying the light touches. He starts stroking my hair. Heaven, how I’ve longed for him to touch me like this. But I sigh inwardly when I realize that this is little Train. Not Train…
My eyes shoot open when I feel soft, warm lips touch mine. Train’s eyes are closed and I can do nothing else but surrender to this feeling. Sensing my own eyes fall shut.
I do not respond, but I let him continue. Somewhere in the back of my mind I seem to remember that this is a kid. Otherwise, I would have responded.
But when he starts begging for entrance, I pull back. It’s only then that I realise something has changed. Something I’ve noticed when I first opened my eyes, but where I couldn’t put my finger on…
You look at me. Smiling. But I can see nervousness in your eyes. And then it hits me. You changed back. You’re back. Train is back…
I reach out a hand, gently stroking your cheek. Yu close your eyes, sighing, leaning in in the touch.
Can it be…? Can you…?
“Train…”
My voice is a hoarse whisper.
You lean closer, capturing my lips again… I gasp when your hands straddle my hips. You immediately take advantage of that to explore my mouth. And the only thing I can do is kiss you back…
When we break of again I notice you’re sitting on top of me.
“Welcome back…”
You grin and I look questioningly at you.
“I never was gone…”
I stare at you.
“You mean you’ve been playing a game all this time…?”
I pretend to be angry, but I know it isn’t working. I simply can’t be angry at you. I never was able of that…
“No, no game… I just needed to know if you felt the same. This way was the perfect opportunity. You can’t imagine how scared and nervous I was the first time I crawled in your bed… Afraid to be rejected… But I can tell how surprised you were. Yet you embraced me. Held me close. Every night again. And then yesterday evening you said it… ‘Love you too Train…’ I wasn’t asleep Sven. It was then that I knew. Really knew that you felt the same way. Before it was always ‘I love you too little one…’ But last evening… It was so different. As was your voice. It held so much care, tenderness…”
I’m dumb fold. You’ve never spoken so serious for so long, before…
You smile and kiss me again. Still gentle, but full of passion, want and need. And who am I to deny us that?
Within a minute we’re both naked… Not that difficult, considering both of us only wear boxers to sleep.
You’re still lying on top of me. My arms around you, holding us close to each other. You’re hands buried in my hair.
We grind our erections against each other. Both moaning of the incredible pleasure that shoots through our bodies.
We don’t need words to understand each other. We know one other to well. Strange we didn’t know the feelings we had. Beside, our actions, movements say enough. And so do our eyes. They’re like open books. Everything clearly written in them…
I don’t care whether I’m on top or not. So when your finger enters me to stretch me, I don’t complain. The only thing that leaves my mouth are soft moans of pleasure. I haven’t even noticed that you’ve taken the lubrication.
I pull your head back up and kiss you. Our tongues battling while you add a second and a bit later third finger.
You pull back and I groan at the feeling of loss. You prepare yourself and it turns me on even more. Gently you place yourself at my entrance. Looking at me with so much love and tenderness. I hiss softly when you enter, but urge you to move in me further. I relax once you’re completely buried inside of me. We find a comfortable rhythm also immediately. Sharing gentle kisses while we rock together.
I moan loudly when your hand wraps around my cock. Heaven, I know I’m not going to last long anymore… I can feel the pleasure inside rising.
You’re thrusting in me harder and faster. My hands cup your asscheeks. Guiding you in even deeper.
I can feel my muscles clench. Shouting your name when I come in between us. You thrust a couple of times more in me, and than you also come. Buried deep inside me.
I cradle you in my arms, pulling the covers back over us. Kissing your lips gently, softly. We both fall asleep again. Knowing of each other that we’ll be in one others dream…


The End.

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AN: Well, this was my first try for a Black Cat oneshot. Please, tell me what you thought of it...
Oh yes, the little part between /slashes/ is a flashback... :)