A series of you and me [CHAPTER 9]
Title: A series of you and me
Chapters: 9/?
Genre: Angst. Romance. Smut.
Warnings: Angst. Drugs. Alcohol. Sex.
Ratings: R
Pairings: AoixUruha (others?)
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: Kouyou finds his life ruled by the glimpses of him he can see.
Comments: 9th already! I feel like celebrating Alice Nine's 9 album!
Kouyou looked around, a kaleidoscop of colours flashing on and off.
Music beating.
People pushing him from everywhere.
He was lost in this sea of people and alone.
Alone.
His hand was grabbed roughly, leaded like in a merry-go-round and suddenly his back collided with a cold metal. A door? His lips were then kissed, wildly.
He put his hands in his hair and smiled when his jaw was stroked with teeth.
- Heresy?
Kouyou shook his head.
- Not today.
- Molly?
- Not today.
He bit his tongue and Kouyou hissed in pain.
- You're no fun tonight.
- I know.
- But I want you.
Kouyou opened his eyes and stared at Masato, dumbfounded.
- What?
He laughed, recognizing the maze of hallways where usually the people who couldn't get a ticket to the Heresy room would come to have a quick fuck. It was when Kouyou also began to hear moans from the corner of their hallway.
- You heard me Kou-chan.
- They...They're moaning and I wasn't sure...
Masato's hands slid under his shirt, to his sides, to his firm butt.
- Don't you find it exciting when strangers watch? I want them to see how I fuck you.
He had grabbed Kouyou's hair and was kissing him with intensity; it left the other breathless and somewhat aroused.
Before he could realize it, Kouyou was settled comfortably on this couch where Yuu had taken him a week ago but this time, on top of him was Masato, leaving marks and scratches on his naked chest, teeth sinking and making him hiss in a mix of pain and pleasure.
"The most striking peculiarity of this perversion lies in the fact that its active and passive forms are regularly encountered together in the same person. He who experiences pleasure by causing pain to others in sexual relations is also able to experience the pain emanating from sexual relations as pleasure. A sadist is simultaneously a masochist, though either the active or the passive side of the perversion may be more strongly developed and thus represent his preponderate sexual activity."
- Freud...
Masato chuckled.
- The fuck you're saying?
Kouyou moaned from the friction of their bodies and the lips sucking his neck until it hurt.
I don't want that.
I don't want him.
Kouyou released his hold on Masato's back.
I'm too drunk.
- What's wrong Kou-chan?
There were tears in his hazel orbs and Masato had this sick smile.
- I don't want you. I don't want anything now. I want nothing. Nothing.
- You need something to cheer you up...Open your mouth.
He shook his head, pushed him so he could sit up.
- No! No...It makes me feel like shit in the end. I can't stop crying. It pours and falls! I can't stop crying when I'm not happy anymore!
Masato kissed him and Kouyou fought to gain release.
A loud slap.
So loud that he thought he was a teenager again. It wasn't Masato's long hair but his mother's.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry mom.
- Kouyou what the hell...
- I told you I'm sorry! I'm sorry...
Masato watched Kouyou sobbing quietly, literaly transported into another place. He stood up from the couch, unable to understand what was happening. Unable to wake Kouyou from his slight madness.
The pain went away, there wasn't anyone to tear him apart anymore so Kouyou opened his eyes, conscious of the mask he was wearing, conscious of the place where he was in.
A strong silhouette suddenly bent over him and as much as he tried to swallow them, Kouyou let out hiccups and waited...
His shirt was being buttoned.
His hair arranged.
A warm and reassuring hand made him stand up.
- Can you walk?
Kouyou wasn't sure though and when he was on his feet, they almost gave up on him but the stranger held him close and they both crossed the Heresy room, ignoring the mindless sex everywhere.
- Where are we going?
They were back in the Black Moral. Kouyou could see the lights dancing, the smoke, the heaviness pressing on his lungs, suffocating, the sensation of being pressed against a wall with no other chance than fighting to breathe...
He was closing his eyes because he was going crazy. It was driving him crazy. The effervescence, the deafening music, the promiscuity with unknown souls.
All of sudden, a distant noise. Fresh air stricking his face and a pair of arms around him, coldness in his back. They were leaning against a wall made of red bricks.
- Where are we?
- Outside the club.
He opened his eyes. His white mask. His dark hair. His soothing smile.
- Why did you take me here? We don't know each other.
- You didn't want to be there. That's why.
- I did.
- You didn't.
- The fuck you know nothing about me!
- You were crying.
Kouyou didn't dare to open his mouth again.
- I couldn't stand it. That you were crying and no one was making anything against it.
His hand was captured by his.
- You were sorry. And I felt sorry you were in this room with no one to give a damn about you.
There was the moonlight. And the stars in the sky.
His fingers wrapped around his. He tugged, pulled and trapped him in his arms.
I don't care you take me for some weirdo. I need you.
- I was right. You didn't want to be there.
Kouyou smiled sadly, nuzzling against his neck.
- Thank you...
A brush of their lips, Kouyou knew that Yuu was trying to see his masked face in the thick shadowy street. He could feel his breath ghosting against his plump lips.
The kiss.
One and two and three...Until he couldn't count them anymore. Until Yuu's body was felt against his.
- Just the two of us. Not any damn psycho watching.
Kouyou's chuckles. Yuu's smile.
- I don't like to share, is it bad?
"Do you desire to be wholly one?"
- If I wanted to share I'd be a porn actor.
Kouyou laughed against his mouth.
- You'd be an amazing porn actor though.
- Oh flattering me now?
Kouyou wet his lips, fingertips gently stroking Yuu's neck.
- Pointing out the obvious.
His devious smile disappeared and Yuu noticed.
- I thought you wouldn't come back. I was sure you wouldn't come back.
Yuu's brows creased in the darkness:
- Why so sure?
- I was just a fuck.
- I didn't mind another round.
- Who said we can't have another round now?
A short silence and Yuu was watching him.
- How do you feel?
Kouyou sighed, his chest fluttering with happiness.
- Better. So much better.
Yuu grinned and Kouyou could feel his lips stretching in the kiss. He smiled too.
It's dangerous. It's way too dangerous but I can't stop. I want you Yuu.
- My place?
Kouyou pulled away forcefully from his kisses and felt his heart stopping, torn between what his heart and head wanted.
Heart "Go ahead. You need him. You need to be saved and it's where you should go. Let him know you've been around all this time..."
Head "Don't even think about it. He's going to know and to hate you for what you did, running away and hiding the truth. You're not needed. Not desired. He'll abandon you."
- I...Don't know.
Yuu nodded.
- There are still plenty of choices: my car, a hotel room, here, in the wood but I find this option quite scaring and gloomy.
Kouyou roared with laughter and Yuu felt the urge to kiss him. But he didn't and looked at him with a small smile, pleased by the sight.
- In the wood oh my God.
Kouyou looked up suddenly and grabbed Yuu's hand, walking excitingly. They entered the Black Moral's building and took the elevator and it was only when it stopped on the last stair before the roof top that Yuu understood. He laughed nervously:
- Here?
Kouyou said nothing and showed an old mattress abandoned somewhere in the large room they where in and Yuu raised an eyebrow:
- Do you want me to get eaten by bugs?
- Not before I eat you.
The dark haired shook his head, defeated.
- It was a hotel here before they created the Toxic and the Black Moral. We came here with my friends the other night after his shift, brought the mattress from the box room and smoked weed while watching the stars.
And it was when Yuu raised his head and saw that the ceiling was made of several windows. They had a beautiful view on the night sky. The light in the room was almost fairy.
He showed the mattress with a grimace.
- Does it stink weird? Like old persons's smell?
- Nope. You should have warned me next time I'm bringing my cologne for you, high and mighty.
Yuu chortled, tugging on Kouyou's belt and whispered with a sultry tone:
- Bring along silk sheets, pillowcases and some wine while you're at it. Then it'll be perfect.
- I didn't know you were so superficial.
- Demanding, not superficial.
- Why the extra stuff? As long as we're comfortable and both naked, the stars just up there, we don't need anything else.
Yuu unbuckled his belt, his tongue slowly dancing on his own lips.
- I quite agree...
He kissed Kouyou and hissed in pain when this one bit on his tongue, a tight grip around his wrist.
- So-Sorry...You surprised me.
Yuu tried to ignore the pain while his hand was still moving inside Kouyou's pants, hardening under his attention. He put his forehead against Yuu's shoulder, low sighs passing his lips, his eyelids shut and his hands holding the hems of his jacket.
- I want you so much...
- A damn entire week since...
Through kisses.
- I kept thinking about it.
- Me too.
Wandering hands on fabric and soon, skin against skin...
- Your body's amazing.
Kouyou's eyes were riveted on the stars and all Yuu could see was this beautiful stranger beneath him. They were still wearing their masks. Not entirely naked. There was still a barrier but deep down Yuu knew that it wasn't the right time to reveal their true selves yet.
- I'd rather have yours.
Yuu smiled and kissed Kouyou's arm before going for his lips he cherished. He didn't know why this stranger made him feel like a hundred butterflies had settled within.
Or maybe he knew.
He looks like Uruha.
He gasped while a finger discovered him deeply, mouth wide open and eyes closed. Yuu watched with interest and lusty thoughts, how much he wanted to hear this stranger scream because he was inside him. The beast was completely awaken. A second finger and he moaned, a vague hint of pain piercing through the pleasant sound. There was something familiar yet he couldn't put a finger on it. It was disconcerting.
Almost painful.
Keep it locked somewhere. Don't let him surface again. Not now. Not now Yuu. You've been waiting for that for seven days straight!
A tight grip again around his wrist:
- Now!
Yuu needed long seconds to understand the stranger's request. He wasn't sure.
- Now? You're not even completely...
A finger against his lips.
- I'll be fine.
He hesitated. Looked into his eyes again. A nod from him and he wondered if this man had what they...
Kouyou reached out for his jacket, his hand disappearing in one of the pockets to handle him two items. Yuu grinned, relieved. He licked his lips with envy when Kouyou rolled the condom down his hard member with his mouth.
- You're so sinful like that...
- I'm your worst sin.
He used some lube and said under Kouyou's smirking face:
- God forgive me.
Slowly pushing in and having him hissing, sighing, groaning.
"It can often be recognized that the masochism is nothing but a continuation of the sadism turning against one's own person in which the latter at first takes the place of the sexual object."
Teary eyes, Kouyou looked up to see Yuu's pleased face and the shining stars in the background. Nothing could ever be more beautiful than that. The snow had melted thanks God. He could see...
And feel. The pain mixed with pleasure.
I heard it at Yutaka's shop. The suffering I brought you. I heard it. So hurt me now. Hurt me.
Nails leaving fleeting marks on his back, Yuu's hot breath in the crook of his neck, his tongue, his lips, his teeth.
- Yes...
Hurt me.
His hips digging, far. Until resistance. Until utter bliss. Yuu's groans mixed with his. The pace speeding up now. Faster, faster.
His chest hurt, yearning for air. The sky was perfect. The moon even. They kissed wildly, in a mess of wet lips and wandering tongues.
His forlorn erection was taken and Kouyou moaned louder while Yuu's skilled hand was bringing him faster on his way to the sacred place of orgasms.
He hadn't been able to control himself, one more time. It just gushed out and Yuu found himself near the holy land, both impatient and not to join this stranger. If he could have this pleasure endlessly...If only...
Everything had an end though and Yuu reached it with the same power he did the first time they had sex.
He drew the last bits of energy from his body to ride out the fulfilling sensations before collapsing gently on the other's hot body. He couldn't imagine it was freezing outside. They were in the damn tropics there.
- It's really better when no one's watching or doing awkward noises.
Kouyou chuckled:
- What if I had planned the entire thing and your pretty ass is now recorded to be soon useful to most of the active masturbators on the internet?
Yuu burst out laughing:
- I hope they get frustrated for not being me.
Kouyou said nothing, only smiling, his sleepy face illuminated by the night light above them.
Yuu settled beside him then, looking into the same direction.
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Oi oi oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! It gets harder for Uruha right?? RIGHT? It's all I have to say. Wait no! The few quotes are from Freud and his Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality except for "Do you desire..." which is in the previous chapter, from Plato's Symposium.
See you next chap :) (and sorry for being so slow to answer back to your lovely comments ♥ I promise I will!)
Chapters: 9/?
Genre: Angst. Romance. Smut.
Warnings: Angst. Drugs. Alcohol. Sex.
Ratings: R
Pairings: AoixUruha (others?)
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: Kouyou finds his life ruled by the glimpses of him he can see.
Comments: 9th already! I feel like celebrating Alice Nine's 9 album!
Kouyou looked around, a kaleidoscop of colours flashing on and off.
Music beating.
People pushing him from everywhere.
He was lost in this sea of people and alone.
Alone.
His hand was grabbed roughly, leaded like in a merry-go-round and suddenly his back collided with a cold metal. A door? His lips were then kissed, wildly.
He put his hands in his hair and smiled when his jaw was stroked with teeth.
- Heresy?
Kouyou shook his head.
- Not today.
- Molly?
- Not today.
He bit his tongue and Kouyou hissed in pain.
- You're no fun tonight.
- I know.
- But I want you.
Kouyou opened his eyes and stared at Masato, dumbfounded.
- What?
He laughed, recognizing the maze of hallways where usually the people who couldn't get a ticket to the Heresy room would come to have a quick fuck. It was when Kouyou also began to hear moans from the corner of their hallway.
- You heard me Kou-chan.
- They...They're moaning and I wasn't sure...
Masato's hands slid under his shirt, to his sides, to his firm butt.
- Don't you find it exciting when strangers watch? I want them to see how I fuck you.
He had grabbed Kouyou's hair and was kissing him with intensity; it left the other breathless and somewhat aroused.
Before he could realize it, Kouyou was settled comfortably on this couch where Yuu had taken him a week ago but this time, on top of him was Masato, leaving marks and scratches on his naked chest, teeth sinking and making him hiss in a mix of pain and pleasure.
"The most striking peculiarity of this perversion lies in the fact that its active and passive forms are regularly encountered together in the same person. He who experiences pleasure by causing pain to others in sexual relations is also able to experience the pain emanating from sexual relations as pleasure. A sadist is simultaneously a masochist, though either the active or the passive side of the perversion may be more strongly developed and thus represent his preponderate sexual activity."
- Freud...
Masato chuckled.
- The fuck you're saying?
Kouyou moaned from the friction of their bodies and the lips sucking his neck until it hurt.
I don't want that.
I don't want him.
Kouyou released his hold on Masato's back.
I'm too drunk.
- What's wrong Kou-chan?
There were tears in his hazel orbs and Masato had this sick smile.
- I don't want you. I don't want anything now. I want nothing. Nothing.
- You need something to cheer you up...Open your mouth.
He shook his head, pushed him so he could sit up.
- No! No...It makes me feel like shit in the end. I can't stop crying. It pours and falls! I can't stop crying when I'm not happy anymore!
Masato kissed him and Kouyou fought to gain release.
A loud slap.
So loud that he thought he was a teenager again. It wasn't Masato's long hair but his mother's.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry mom.
- Kouyou what the hell...
- I told you I'm sorry! I'm sorry...
Masato watched Kouyou sobbing quietly, literaly transported into another place. He stood up from the couch, unable to understand what was happening. Unable to wake Kouyou from his slight madness.
The pain went away, there wasn't anyone to tear him apart anymore so Kouyou opened his eyes, conscious of the mask he was wearing, conscious of the place where he was in.
A strong silhouette suddenly bent over him and as much as he tried to swallow them, Kouyou let out hiccups and waited...
His shirt was being buttoned.
His hair arranged.
A warm and reassuring hand made him stand up.
- Can you walk?
Kouyou wasn't sure though and when he was on his feet, they almost gave up on him but the stranger held him close and they both crossed the Heresy room, ignoring the mindless sex everywhere.
- Where are we going?
They were back in the Black Moral. Kouyou could see the lights dancing, the smoke, the heaviness pressing on his lungs, suffocating, the sensation of being pressed against a wall with no other chance than fighting to breathe...
He was closing his eyes because he was going crazy. It was driving him crazy. The effervescence, the deafening music, the promiscuity with unknown souls.
All of sudden, a distant noise. Fresh air stricking his face and a pair of arms around him, coldness in his back. They were leaning against a wall made of red bricks.
- Where are we?
- Outside the club.
He opened his eyes. His white mask. His dark hair. His soothing smile.
- Why did you take me here? We don't know each other.
- You didn't want to be there. That's why.
- I did.
- You didn't.
- The fuck you know nothing about me!
- You were crying.
Kouyou didn't dare to open his mouth again.
- I couldn't stand it. That you were crying and no one was making anything against it.
His hand was captured by his.
- You were sorry. And I felt sorry you were in this room with no one to give a damn about you.
There was the moonlight. And the stars in the sky.
His fingers wrapped around his. He tugged, pulled and trapped him in his arms.
I don't care you take me for some weirdo. I need you.
- I was right. You didn't want to be there.
Kouyou smiled sadly, nuzzling against his neck.
- Thank you...
A brush of their lips, Kouyou knew that Yuu was trying to see his masked face in the thick shadowy street. He could feel his breath ghosting against his plump lips.
The kiss.
One and two and three...Until he couldn't count them anymore. Until Yuu's body was felt against his.
- Just the two of us. Not any damn psycho watching.
Kouyou's chuckles. Yuu's smile.
- I don't like to share, is it bad?
"Do you desire to be wholly one?"
- If I wanted to share I'd be a porn actor.
Kouyou laughed against his mouth.
- You'd be an amazing porn actor though.
- Oh flattering me now?
Kouyou wet his lips, fingertips gently stroking Yuu's neck.
- Pointing out the obvious.
His devious smile disappeared and Yuu noticed.
- I thought you wouldn't come back. I was sure you wouldn't come back.
Yuu's brows creased in the darkness:
- Why so sure?
- I was just a fuck.
- I didn't mind another round.
- Who said we can't have another round now?
A short silence and Yuu was watching him.
- How do you feel?
Kouyou sighed, his chest fluttering with happiness.
- Better. So much better.
Yuu grinned and Kouyou could feel his lips stretching in the kiss. He smiled too.
It's dangerous. It's way too dangerous but I can't stop. I want you Yuu.
- My place?
Kouyou pulled away forcefully from his kisses and felt his heart stopping, torn between what his heart and head wanted.
Heart "Go ahead. You need him. You need to be saved and it's where you should go. Let him know you've been around all this time..."
Head "Don't even think about it. He's going to know and to hate you for what you did, running away and hiding the truth. You're not needed. Not desired. He'll abandon you."
- I...Don't know.
Yuu nodded.
- There are still plenty of choices: my car, a hotel room, here, in the wood but I find this option quite scaring and gloomy.
Kouyou roared with laughter and Yuu felt the urge to kiss him. But he didn't and looked at him with a small smile, pleased by the sight.
- In the wood oh my God.
Kouyou looked up suddenly and grabbed Yuu's hand, walking excitingly. They entered the Black Moral's building and took the elevator and it was only when it stopped on the last stair before the roof top that Yuu understood. He laughed nervously:
- Here?
Kouyou said nothing and showed an old mattress abandoned somewhere in the large room they where in and Yuu raised an eyebrow:
- Do you want me to get eaten by bugs?
- Not before I eat you.
The dark haired shook his head, defeated.
- It was a hotel here before they created the Toxic and the Black Moral. We came here with my friends the other night after his shift, brought the mattress from the box room and smoked weed while watching the stars.
And it was when Yuu raised his head and saw that the ceiling was made of several windows. They had a beautiful view on the night sky. The light in the room was almost fairy.
He showed the mattress with a grimace.
- Does it stink weird? Like old persons's smell?
- Nope. You should have warned me next time I'm bringing my cologne for you, high and mighty.
Yuu chortled, tugging on Kouyou's belt and whispered with a sultry tone:
- Bring along silk sheets, pillowcases and some wine while you're at it. Then it'll be perfect.
- I didn't know you were so superficial.
- Demanding, not superficial.
- Why the extra stuff? As long as we're comfortable and both naked, the stars just up there, we don't need anything else.
Yuu unbuckled his belt, his tongue slowly dancing on his own lips.
- I quite agree...
He kissed Kouyou and hissed in pain when this one bit on his tongue, a tight grip around his wrist.
- So-Sorry...You surprised me.
Yuu tried to ignore the pain while his hand was still moving inside Kouyou's pants, hardening under his attention. He put his forehead against Yuu's shoulder, low sighs passing his lips, his eyelids shut and his hands holding the hems of his jacket.
- I want you so much...
- A damn entire week since...
Through kisses.
- I kept thinking about it.
- Me too.
Wandering hands on fabric and soon, skin against skin...
- Your body's amazing.
Kouyou's eyes were riveted on the stars and all Yuu could see was this beautiful stranger beneath him. They were still wearing their masks. Not entirely naked. There was still a barrier but deep down Yuu knew that it wasn't the right time to reveal their true selves yet.
- I'd rather have yours.
Yuu smiled and kissed Kouyou's arm before going for his lips he cherished. He didn't know why this stranger made him feel like a hundred butterflies had settled within.
Or maybe he knew.
He looks like Uruha.
He gasped while a finger discovered him deeply, mouth wide open and eyes closed. Yuu watched with interest and lusty thoughts, how much he wanted to hear this stranger scream because he was inside him. The beast was completely awaken. A second finger and he moaned, a vague hint of pain piercing through the pleasant sound. There was something familiar yet he couldn't put a finger on it. It was disconcerting.
Almost painful.
Keep it locked somewhere. Don't let him surface again. Not now. Not now Yuu. You've been waiting for that for seven days straight!
A tight grip again around his wrist:
- Now!
Yuu needed long seconds to understand the stranger's request. He wasn't sure.
- Now? You're not even completely...
A finger against his lips.
- I'll be fine.
He hesitated. Looked into his eyes again. A nod from him and he wondered if this man had what they...
Kouyou reached out for his jacket, his hand disappearing in one of the pockets to handle him two items. Yuu grinned, relieved. He licked his lips with envy when Kouyou rolled the condom down his hard member with his mouth.
- You're so sinful like that...
- I'm your worst sin.
He used some lube and said under Kouyou's smirking face:
- God forgive me.
Slowly pushing in and having him hissing, sighing, groaning.
"It can often be recognized that the masochism is nothing but a continuation of the sadism turning against one's own person in which the latter at first takes the place of the sexual object."
Teary eyes, Kouyou looked up to see Yuu's pleased face and the shining stars in the background. Nothing could ever be more beautiful than that. The snow had melted thanks God. He could see...
And feel. The pain mixed with pleasure.
I heard it at Yutaka's shop. The suffering I brought you. I heard it. So hurt me now. Hurt me.
Nails leaving fleeting marks on his back, Yuu's hot breath in the crook of his neck, his tongue, his lips, his teeth.
- Yes...
Hurt me.
His hips digging, far. Until resistance. Until utter bliss. Yuu's groans mixed with his. The pace speeding up now. Faster, faster.
His chest hurt, yearning for air. The sky was perfect. The moon even. They kissed wildly, in a mess of wet lips and wandering tongues.
His forlorn erection was taken and Kouyou moaned louder while Yuu's skilled hand was bringing him faster on his way to the sacred place of orgasms.
He hadn't been able to control himself, one more time. It just gushed out and Yuu found himself near the holy land, both impatient and not to join this stranger. If he could have this pleasure endlessly...If only...
Everything had an end though and Yuu reached it with the same power he did the first time they had sex.
He drew the last bits of energy from his body to ride out the fulfilling sensations before collapsing gently on the other's hot body. He couldn't imagine it was freezing outside. They were in the damn tropics there.
- It's really better when no one's watching or doing awkward noises.
Kouyou chuckled:
- What if I had planned the entire thing and your pretty ass is now recorded to be soon useful to most of the active masturbators on the internet?
Yuu burst out laughing:
- I hope they get frustrated for not being me.
Kouyou said nothing, only smiling, his sleepy face illuminated by the night light above them.
Yuu settled beside him then, looking into the same direction.
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Oi oi oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! It gets harder for Uruha right?? RIGHT? It's all I have to say. Wait no! The few quotes are from Freud and his Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality except for "Do you desire..." which is in the previous chapter, from Plato's Symposium.
See you next chap :) (and sorry for being so slow to answer back to your lovely comments ♥ I promise I will!)