A Long Night

I apologize. Oriya never really had a large enough part in the manga (or anime for that matter) for me to get a decent feel for his personality. Also, I've been reading too much yaoi, so he's very much the stereotypical uke. (Luckily, that style of stereotypical character is extremely cute.)
Here's hoping you enjoy, and thank you for reading:





"Oriya kick!"

With that mighty roar, Oriya launched himself across the room, effectively dislodging Muraki from his amethyst eyed companion, who promptly made his escape during the ensuing chaos.

"We've been over this!" Oriya said with a sigh, walking out into the garden once things had calmed down. "At least have a woman, idiot."

"Is that really what you want me to do, Oriya? Would it please you to watch me bring a new woman to my bed each night?" The doctor smirked, stepping closer to his dark haired friend. Brushing his hand across his companion's cheek, he continued, "Or is it, perhaps, that you simply find yourself jealous when someone else captures my attention?"

"Idiot." Oriya muttered, pushing his face against Muraki's hand. "What do you think?"

The doctor leaned in and pressed their lips together softly. "My dear Oriya, is this your way of telling me that you want me to ravage that beautiful body of yours?"

Oriya blushed a brilliant shade of red. "Stop talking, idiot. You piss me off."

Muraki chuckled softly at that. "Let us enjoy the evening in silence then." He slowly sat on the stairs, pulling the smaller man down into his lap.

Oriya sighed wrapping his arms around the doctor's shoulders, and settling his head against the silver haired man's shoulder, still blushing faintly.

"I've always found this garden to be especially lovely in the moonlight." Muraki's hand slowly wound it's way through Oriya's hair as he spoke, "and it is especially enjoyable to be able to view it in the presence of one so beautiful as you."

Oriya's cheeks took on a brilliant glow once more, and he buried his face in the side of Muraki's neck. "Idiot! Don't say something like that! It's embarrassing for a man to be called beautiful!"

"Ah but I'm afraid there is no other way appropriate to describe you, my sweet Oriya. For you truly are a delectable feast upon the eyes. I wonder, Oriya, would you taste so sublime upon my lips as you do to my other senses?"

Your flesh is a delicacy I've longed to dine upon. Will you allow me the chance to do so, I wonder..." His mouth descended to Oriya jawline, his lips dancing softly across the skin there.

Oriya shivered, a soft moan escaping his lips.

"Simply intoxicating. You truly are a spectacular creature, my dear Oriya." His lips continued to caress the dark haired man's skin, moving down over the long expanse of his neck and throat.

"You're shivering." The doctor said with a pleased expression. His eyes shone with an evil glint as he slid his hands inside Oriya's elaborate robes, fingers brushing against a dark nipple, teasing into hardness before rolling it in between his finger tips.

He chuckled as he felt Oriya's member awaken with a twitch, gently prodding against his lower stomach. "I wonder, has your breathing become so laborious because you're already nearly undone by desire, or is it that your frightened of what I may do to your beautiful body?" He smiled predatorily as he jerked Oriya's mouth up to his, pinching a nipple simultaneously.

Oriya yelped, thrusting his hops forward; his eyes widened as Muraki took the opportunity to plunder his mouth with a skilled tongue. He responded slowly, closing his eyes with a deep moan as he entwined his tongue with the doctor's.

The silver haired man slid his hands down to untie his soon to be lover's robes, pulling back to admire his body whilst he slid the fabric down over his shoulders.

Oriya grabbed at Muraki's hands in attempt to halt the removal of his clothes. "Muraki! Stop! I...mph!" His words were silenced with another breathtaking kiss, the doctor trapping both of his hands on one of his. Muraki used his free hand to push the clothing to the floor.

The dark haired man finally managed to pull away, gasping as his erect member was exposed to the cool night air. "Muraki! What are you...!?" He cut off abruptly as Muraki flipped him over, laying him across the makeshift blanket of his robes. He watched in a state of horrified arousal as Muraki efficiently removed his own clothing.

"Muraki..."

"As I recall, you were the one pushing for silence, my dead. So why don't you stop fighting me and enjoy what you've been practically begging me for."

Oriya flushed with embarrassment, turning his head away but visibly relaxing under the doctor.

"That's better." said the doctor, running his hands up Oriya's side. "I'm sure you'll find my touch is not as disagreeable as you might like to think." He punctuated the last statement by firmly grasping Oriya's throbbing erection.

Oriya moaned aloud and ground his hips up onto Muraki's hand. "Bastard! Don't tease me!"

Muraki looked amused as the dark haired man entwined fingers in his hand and pulled him down for a ferocious kiss. The doctor responded casually, his tongue exploring his friend's mouth thoroughly, taking the time to savor the unique taste of the man beneath him. As his hand started pumping Oriya's length, he leaned back to watch the slim man's face contort in ecstasy.

"Muraki! Ah!" Oriya's head tossed back in forth. His hips still thrusting upwards into the doctor's awaiting hand.

The doctor grasped one of Oriya's slim thighs with his free hand, pulling the long, muscular limb up onto his shoulder. He continued slowly massaging the turgid flesh between the dark haired beauty's legs as he licked his way up a long, pale calf.

"Dammit! If you're going to fuck me, fuck me already! Stop Stalling!" Oriya glared up at the doctor, his cheeks reddening from his own bold statement.

"You always did find it positively infuriating, the was I choose to savor things." The doctor smiled fondly, recalling several instances the restaurant owner had found particularly aggravating. Oriya was certainly... interesting when he was angry. "Perhaps, though" he said as his head slowly began to descend, "in this case... you might enjoy..." he paused to nuzzle Oriya's inner thigh, "taking things at my pace." He punctuated the statement with a firm squeeze or Oriya's now dripping erection.

Oriya glared upwards. "You have two seconds to do something before I kill you in the most painful way you could ever dream."

Muraki chuckled, nuzzling the head of Oriya's length. At the angry growl he received from Oriya he chuckled again. Slowly he reached down to part the dark haired man's plump cheeks, lowering his mouth to the puckered entrance.

His tongue worked around the tight hole until it relaxed enough for him to slip it inside. Oriya nearly screamed as he was penetrated. The warm, wet muscle feeling better than he could have imagined.

"Ah! Nn. Muraki! I... Oh god, more!"

The doctor continued tongue-fucking the delicate looking man, reaching a hand up to tease one of Oriya's nipples. He slowly rolled the bud inbetween his finger tips.

Oriya had his eyes screwed shut, his head tossed back as he panted. "St... Stop torturing me! I... I want you to fuck me! Now!!"

"Muraki pulled his tongue out of his beautiful lover's ass with a wicked smile. "I was right, you know. About your delicious body." He took his own erect member in hand, pressing it against Oriya's entrance, still twitching from having been abandoned by Muraki's hot, warm mouth. "Surely you taste more divine than the angels themselves."

With that, he buried himself to the hilt in one thrust inside of Oriya's supple body. The dark haired man screamed, wrapping arms around the doctor's shoulders. His nails tore into the pale man's skin, drawing blood as the were drug across his shoulders.

The doctor didn't hesitate a moment before beginning an intense pace. Pushing in and pulling out ever so slowly but oh, so so deep, and so hard, and oh god it was too much! Oriya was so so close! He bit down on his lip, trying to calm his body down.

"Don't hold back, my deadest Oriya. I want to hear the beautiful sounds of your screams as I make you mine." With that, he sped his pace up, his hips napping forward, slamming his throbbing length into Oriya's searing heat.

"So lovely, your face in the moonlight." Muraki reached his hand up once more. His fingers wrapped around his lover's rock-hard member, beginning to pump him in time with his thrusts.

Oriya, in turn secured his ankles behind the doctor's lower back, pulling his lover as deep as he could. He let loose what he prayed the doctor would not later refer to as a "shriek" as the doctor slid deeper inside of him than he thought possible. He flushed thoroughly as he realized he could no longer hold back his screams. Praying the doctor would assume the red in his cheeks was from arousal, he yanked the silver haired man's head back down for a thorough kiss.

Muraki chose that moment to switch angles, and their mouths quickly parted again. Oriya whimpered, panting against the doctor's lips as he clung tightly to the doctor's back.

"Un. Fc! Muraki... I'm going to... God!"

With that, Oriya screamed loudly, coating his stomach, as well as the doctor's hand with his milky white essence. His nails tore into the doctor's smooth skin as Muraki continued to work his oversensitized length, the delicate man protesting as the last of his orgasm was drawn out.

"No... more..." He whimpered. "It's too much... I can't... Anymore... Muraki!"

The doctor persisted thrusting into his lover's tight passage a few moments more before letting loose a soft growl, flooding Oriya's passage with his hot seed. Oriya whimpered softly. his arms releasing Muraki as he fell back limply.

Muraki collapsed down to his forearms, careful not to put too much weight on the body below him as he fought to catch his breath.

After a moment, he lifted a hand to push back the hair of his lover, somewhat concerned. Oriya's eyes fluttered open and for a moment he seemed to have forgotten where he was.

"Muraki? What?" Oriya's face turned a violent shade of red as he remembered exactly what had been happening before he'd nearly passed out from the pleasure.

"I see you've come back to the world of the living, dear Oriya." smiled the doctor, placing a soft kiss of the corner of his lover's mouth. He pulled out carefully before standing and pulling his pants on. He gathered the remaining clothing and picked Oriya up bridal style. "If you don't mind, Id like to move this inside before one of us gets sick. It's also a terribly compromising position for one of your staff to find us in."

"Oriya's face paled, realizing for the first time just where they were. "You idiot! How could you have seduced me outside where anyone could have walked by and seen us!?" He blushed even harder. "The whole staff probably heard everything! You've ruined my life you evil bastard! I'll never live this down as long as I live! You... mph!!"

The doctor cut him off abruptly with a kiss. "There isn't anything that can be done about it now. It's late enough that I'm quite sure no one saw us... Though I can' guarantee that the didn't... or won't hear us. Or rather. Hear you..."

"Oriya looked confused for a moment. "What do you mean 'won't hear me'?" Suddenly, it dawned on him that Muraki had carried him into his bedroom. "You idiot! I demand that you put me down this instant!"

"With pleasure." Muraki growled, laying them both across the bed as he captured Oriya's lips in a bruising kiss, hands already exploring.

When the kiss concluded, Oriya jerked back angrily. "What the hell do you think you're doing!? Idiot! Who said this was okay?!"

Muraki smiled back happily, hands still dancing all across Oriya's skin. "Well as your lover, it's only right that I tuck you in. <3"

Oriya growled. "I should never have given you this much freedom. You're just going to abuse your power now, aren't you?"

The silver haired man smiled happily. "Of course. What else would you have expected, my dearest Oriya?"

Oriya sighed and shook his head. "Don't think I'll let you get away with whatever you want just because you're an amazing lover! and you better make this up to me that you tricked me into... doing... -that- in the garden!"

His lover peered at him curiously. "How can i begin making this up to you, my beautiful lover?"

The dark haired man turned away, blushing again. "You better make me feel good to pay me back for embarrassing me! And don't think I'll ever let you get away with touching some other guy again! So don't even think about following that violet eyed hussy all over town anymore!"

Muraki smiled. "I wouldn't dream of laying a finger on anyone who wasn't you, my dearest. I just hope you're prepared to deal with the full brunt of my attention."

Oriya paled for a moment before adopting a determined look. "I wouldn't have it any other way!"

"Good, let's get down to business then." Muraki smiled as the evil gleam returned to his eyes.

"What!?! Now?? You idiot! I didn't mean!..." Oriya looked away and blushed. "Just be gentle, idiot. I don't know how much more I can handle before passing out again."

"Don't worry , beloved. I'll be more than gentle. Gentle like you can't even imagine... over... and over again..."

"It's going to be a long night..."