Male Bonding

Male Bonding

Summary: Male bonding doesn't go how Kyon expected it too. ItsKyo, yaoi, PWP

Disclaimer: I don't own The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, nor do I make a profit from this

Warning: AU, OOC, language, yaoi, PWP

Pairing: Itsuki/Kyon

A/N's:

This is a PWP because I'm still learning about the show/manga/book itself, and so I haven't gotten the characters personalities down well enough to write a full length fic yet. Please note that I haven't written lemon in a LOOOONG time, so don't be surprised if this is a little rusty.

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How had it come to this? Sure they spent a lot of time together, always chatting while the girls were off doing whatever girls did, but it wasn't what Kyon would call a friendship necessarily. It was more like they were the only males in the group and had to stick together, plus Itsuki's powers were pretty cool and Kyon liked learning about them regardless what he might say aloud.

When Haruhi mentioned spending more time together, bonding with fellow members to learn more about each other, he requested Itsuki because of their similar genders. While he liked Mikuru-san and Yuki just fine, they were still female (disregarding that Yuki wasn't even human) and he wanted to spend time with another male doing male things. Luckily Itsuki didn't protest, though he did look a bit startled, and Haruhi thought it was a great idea. Somehow, this wasn't how Kyon expected male bonding to go.

He expected arguments, mainly from his side, and he expected Itsuki might even have to fight another one of those monsters created by the oblivious Haruhi. Kyon expected to play cards, and most likely lose, or watch movies or talk about girls. What he hadn't expected was for Itsuki to lean forward and press his lips gently against Kyon's. What he hadn't expected was for his arms to wrap around Itsuki's neck and bring the other male closer to him. What he hadn't expected was for their clothes to disappear and three of Itsuki's fingers to be pressed inside of his ass.

Itsuki felt much the same. He was startled when Kyon requested that they bond; he knew Kyon didn't like him all that much, though he felt the other male was his best friend out of everyone in the SOS Brigade and liked him even more than Suzumiya-san. At first he thought he heard wrong and that it was all just wishful thinking, but when Haruhi agreed Itsuki felt his heart flutter.

Life as an esper taught a boy never to deny what was obvious, it could lead to the complete destruction of the world. While his crush was hardly dangerous to the world at large, so long as Suzumiya Haruhi never discovered his feelings for Kyon, Itsuki admitted he had a crush fairly easily and used the advantage of being another male to spend as much time with Kyon as possible. To hear Kyon say he wanted to spend more time with Itsuki was more than he ever expected.

They'd played cards for a little while, but it hadn't lasted very long with Kyon losing to the more experienced Itsuki. Occasionally he would let Kyon win, of course, but the other always knew when it was really his win or not and demanded that Itsuki not go so easy on him. He wanted to beat the other male on his own.

However, during one of the movies, which they'd spent most of the time chatting through, Itsuki leaned forward and pressed his lips to Kyon's. He didn't know what came over him or why he suddenly acted on his feelings, but he knew it was stupid and now Kyon would hate him. Maybe it would be better for the world if that happened, at least then Suzumiya-san wouldn't be so upset that she wasn't the only one with a crush on Kyon. She was jealous enough of Mikuru.

When Kyon wrapped his arms around Itsuki's neck and pulled him down for another kiss, Itsuki knew he couldn't hold back despite his training telling him this was wrong and Suzumiya-san must be kept happy at all times. He'd waited for this moment for way too long, and he was a teenage male after all. His hormones couldn't be so easily controlled.

Somehow, he expected that if this ever happened, which he never thought it would but had certainly dreamed about it, Kyon would be the more commanding. He just had that sort of personality. But apparently Kyon liked being on bottom because Itsuki was laid over him with three fingers pressing into his tight entrance, moaning at the knowledge that not only was Kyon his first, but he was also Kyon's first. Dreams did come true!

"M-more." Kyon whined softly, a sound Itsuki never expected to hear from those lips. Nodding, he pulled his fingers out and gently kissed the other male again.

"Just relax," he said softly. "I read that this sort of thing is better if relax."

"You read about this?" Kyon asked, the shock clear in his voice. Itsuki blushed hotly but nodded.

"I might have dreamed about this a time or two..." he muttered. Kyon laughed softly, startling Itsuki who expected a sarcastic comment about this being his plan all along.

"Well, at least I'm not the only one."

Shock settled on Itsuki's face, but he smiled and nodded. He'd been waiting for this for a long time, and so apparently had Kyon. Like hell if he was going to make either of them wait any longer.

Itsuki pushed inside, gasping at the tight entrance clutching around him. He gently brushed his hand down Kyon's cheek, trying to calm the harshly breathing human. The way his face scrunched up informed Itsuki that his lover was in serious pain, but when he started to pull out Kyon stopped him with a hand to his wrist. Opening bleary eyes to glare at the brunet on top, Kyon shook his head and bucked his hips, sliding more of Itsuki into him.

"Don't...stop," Kyon demanded. The command in his usually sarcastic, if not cynical, voice was lost with the panting breaths interrupting the words. Itsuki understood and nodded nevertheless, though a slight smile played on his lips when Kyon whined softly in pain. Leaning down to brush his lips gently against the other male's, Itsuki ruffled Kyon's hair with one hand and gripped his hips with another.

"I love you," he muttered softly against those soft lips.

"Do you always get so sentimental?" Kyon snorted, but his look softened and he returned the gentle kiss. "I love you too. Now move!"

Itsuki did laugh then, a genuine laugh and not one like he usually gave to placate Suzumiya-san. Only Kyon earned his genuine smiles and laughs, nobody else. Occasionally Nagato-san or Mikuru-san would do something he couldn't help but smile at, but even then they were cheap imitations to what he showed Kyon. He had a feeling the same went for Kyon, though his lover never showed false emotions. If he didn't feel it, he simply frowned and said something sarcastic.

Slowly pulling out both men gasped at the feeling. Itsuki pushed in, careful to angle his thrust just right so that he would bump Kyon's special place. Kyon gasped, feeling his prostate prodded but never fully hit. Gripping the sheets tightly, he looked at the worried Itsuki and gave his best glare.

"Move faster, damn it!"

Itsuki was more than happy to comply. The slow pace had been slowly driving him mad as well, and so he happily, perhaps a bit too happily, thrust in harshly. Kyon gasped when both pain and pleasure flooded his system, and he let out a loud groan that made him happy Itsuki's neighbors were not home today. One day his lover would need to find a nice home rather than this small apartment, but it worked for an esper in high school studying the habits of a girl who could destroy or create the universe with a word and didn't even know.

Moving his hips in time with the thrust, Kyon's head flew back as Itsuki penetrated him deeper. Itsuki moaned loudly, wantonly at the sight of his dick disappearing in that tight sheath. He ran one hand along those smooth legs – amazing that two high school boys had yet to grow hair on their legs, wasn't it? – and enjoyed the silky moan that accompanied his actions. How he managed to keep his hands to himself during school hours was beyond him, but Itsuki figured it had something to do with Suzumiya-san's feelings for Kyon and his own job to keep her happy.

"Harder!" Kyon gasped, gripping Itsuki's butt in his hands and pushing him deeper into the tight entrance. He knew he would be in immense pain tomorrow, sitting would be difficult, but it was more than worth it for that jolt of pleasure that shot through him each time Itsuki hit his special place dead on. "Itsuki!"

Feeling his climax near but not one to go before his uke, Itsuki wrapped a fist around Kyon's neglected length and pulled in time with his thrusts. The feeling of someone tugging on his grip and slamming into him combined was more than Kyon could take. With a loud cry he came, screaming Itsuki's names to the heavens.

Itsuki, for his part, managed two thrusts more before the clenching muscles became too much and he came inside Kyon, only now thinking they should have perhaps used protection. But both were clean, as neither had been with anyone else before now, so chances of contracting any diseases were highly unlikely. Still, next time he would be sure to buy condoms, just in case.

A small smile spread across Itsuki's face as he pulled out and laid next to the panting Kyon. Kyon glanced at his new lover curiously, frowning at the almost giddy look on his face. It was different from his usual smile, this time Kyon could tell it was real and, quite frankly, it freaked him out.

"Wha...What are you smiling at?" he panted, rolling to his side. He winced when a sharp jolt shot through his spine, and he resisted the urge to pummel Itsuki for the immense pain he'd be sure to feel tomorrow. He demanded for it to be harder, it was his own fault and he could admit it.

"Just thinking that next time I'll have to buys condoms." Itsuki grinned at the scowl forming on Kyon's face and leaned over to kiss those full lips. When he pulled away from his sexy love, Kyon was no longer scowling but he wasn't exactly smiling either.

"What makes you think there'll be a next time?" Kyon demanded, but he knew there would be. He hoped there would be. Itsuki seemed to know this as well because he only smiled and wrapped an arm over Kyon's waist, closing his eyes to feign sleep. Kyon rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless and let sleep carry him away, all thoughts of tomorrow gone from his mind as he basked in the moment.

END