One Wild Night

Long, lush lashes fluttered open to stare at the ceiling. *Funny how something so plain and solid white could still be identified as unique from the one you are used to...* It was Omi's first clue that he was not in his room. The second was the warm body wrapped snugly around his own. Omi shut his eyes again as a smile crept across his face. *I must be dreaming.*

Omi leaned his head against Yohji's chest, content in his position. He almost jumped when the bed stirred at his back and a hand was placed on his shoulder. Shivers ran down his spine as Ken's breath tickled his ear.

"Ohayo, Omi-kun." Ken whispered as he placed a soft kiss on Omi's shoulder.

"Ohayo, Ken-kun."

"Did you have a good birthday?"

Ken's hand slid down Omi's side, coming down to rest on his hip. Small patterns were traced into the delicate skin, producing a quiet hum from Omi.

"Hai. Wonderful..."

"I'm going to go take a shower now. Aya's downstairs fixing breakfast. It'll be ready in about thirty minutes. Think that's enough time to wake Yohji up?"

Omi giggled at that. Nothing could wake Yohji up that fast, under normal circumstances that is. Omi had a feeling that this was something that might fit in that category. Ken lifted himself off the bed and started towards the door, clad in a pair of loose fitting jeans. He'd obviously been up long enough to see what everyone was up to. *Thank you for letting me sleep in...* He opened the door and turned back to Omi, waiting for a response he already knew the answer to.

"Hai. Go ahead and take your shower, Ken-kun, but don't use up all the hot water, ok?"

"Don't worry. I'll have to take a cold one, since I know what you'll be up to."

Ken winked at Omi and shut the door behind him, leaving him alone to wake Yohji.

Omi turned his attention back to the older boy laying beside him, arms wrapped around him, pressed chest to chest. Lifting one hand, he ran his fingers through the honey-brown locks that framed Yohji's face, no longer sporting that cocky grin, but peaceful in sleep. Omi's lips curled into an evil grin. *I'll just have to change that...*

As Omi lowered his lips and began sucking on his lover's neck, he let his fingers slowly linger down Yohji's torso, finally stopping on his lower abdomen. They teased his stomach with fleeting touches as Omi's lips lifted off Yohji's neck and began their journey to attack his nipples, when a pair of emerald green eyes met his gaze.

"Don't stop, koibito."

Omi gave Yohji a wicked grin before clamping his teeth down on the small brown nub, issuing a deep moan from Yohji. It hardened as he rolled his tongue over it and he drifted to the other side to give it equal attention. Omi fingers danced their way across Yohji's hips, slowly making their way down his thighs and then drifting back up to tease the soft hair that rested between them. Yohji leaned his head back and closed his eyes, getting lost in the sensations, only to have it lifted again to meet eager baby blue eyes.

"Don't go to sleep on me, Yo-tan."

Yohji laughed lightly. There was no way in hell he would have fallen back asleep, but it was more fun to play along.

"Why not? You did last night..."

Omi attempted to pout and look innocent, which only made Yohji laugh more.

"Oi, it's not my fault I was so tired. I'm new to this, you know. I had alot to learn."

Yohji stifled a grin. It was such an easy comment to reply to.

"Why don't you show me alittle of what they taught you?"

Omi traced his tongue from the center of Yohji's chest down to his belly-button, tickling it as he dipped inside before replying.

"How bout I show you alot of it instead?"

Yohji gasped as Omi's head dropped further and he ran his tongue up the length of his shaft, licking it like a pop sickle. He began slowly running his mouth up and down the outside of Yohji's cock, alternating between nibbling and sucking. Upon hearing his lover's breath become deep with heavy gasps, the younger bishounen swirled his tongue around the head and then took the length fully into his mouth.

"OH MY GOD, OMI!!"

If his mouth hadn't been full at the moment, Omi would have smiled. Nagi had been such a wonderful teacher. *I need to remember to thank him for this lesson.* Omi continued his oral attack, slowly at first and then increasing in speed, until he felt Yohji's sack tighten in his hand. He pulled off immediately and Yohji moaned in the frustration of the loss.

"Oooomiiii..." he whined.

"Not yet, Yohji. Be patient. Wait for me."

"Wait for you..." Yohji repeated in a whisper over and over, eyes closed in concentration, while Omi reached for the lube. A cold slickness ran over his fingers and he opened his eyes to see Omi applying it to his hand.

"I can't do this myself, Yo-tan."

Omi pulled himself up on his knees, firmly placing one on each side of Yohji, straddling him. As he pulled himself closer, he wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck and brought his lips up to the other's in a harsh kiss. Slick fingers teased his entrance as tongues fought an ongoing battle for dominance. Quiet moans were captured into the kiss as a second, and then a third finger, were pushed inside. It was suddenly too much and Omi began to squirm in anticipation.

"Now, Yohji... Please..."

Yohji removed his fingers as Omi spread the gel over his lover's cock and placed himself over it.

"And you told me to be patient..."

The teasing ended as Omi pressed down, impaling himself upon Yohji down to the base. Yohji held him there, preventing him from moving, and let him adjust to the size before the silly boy tried to move. He didn't want to hurt him. Feeling Omi loosen up around him, Yohji relaxed his grip on Omi's hips, allowing him movement. Slowly, Omi pulled up, drawing in a gasp of air before slamming back down again. The rhythm quickened as he continued to ride Yohji, who spread wild kisses across Omi's chest. Feeling himself getting close, Yohji took Omi into his hand and began to pump in sync to his thrusts into Omi.

"Oh!...Yohji!...I-I'm..."

Yohji pumped harder, making sure to hit that special place every time, and tightened his grip on Omi.

"YOHJI!"

Omi screamed as he came hard into Yohji's hand, his muscles clamping down around Yohji. Unable to restrain any further, Yohji came as well, spilling his seed into Omi's insides. Omi leaned forward and rested his head on Yohji's shoulder, trying to catch his breath, while Yohji attempted to clean them off. The two were so oblivious in the afterglow that they didn't hear the knock on the door.

"Breakfast is ready, since you're obviously awake..."

Omi froze at the sound of Nagi's voice and felt his whole body burn in a blush. He was too embarrassed to move, yet he still had Yohji inside him, which only made him turn a deeper shade of red. Yohji, on the other hand, seemed quite at ease as he turn to talk to the boy standing in the doorway.

"Thank you, Nagi. We'll be right down."

Omi opened his eyes a few seconds later to see Nagi standing only a foot away, bent down towards the bed so that his face was even with Omi's. Before Omi could say anything, Nagi took Omi's lips in his, placing a quick, yet passionate kiss upon his mouth before moving away again. Nagi smirked as he lightly ran a finger from Omi's ear to his chin.

"Tell me if you ever want to be on top, ok?"

Omi's jaw dropped as Nagi turned to Yohji and poked him in the chest.

"I can make him scream louder."

Nagi was gone before Yohji could respond. Yohji laughed as the door shut and pulled Omi off of him, placing a kiss on his forehead.

"Come on, let's go down."

"Like THIS?!"

Yohji raised his eyebrows and grinned.

"Well, I'm gonna put some boxers on, but I don't think the others will mind..."

Yohji received a well deserved pillow in the face as he laughed and headed down the stairs. Omi followed close behind him, thoughts of the night before drifting through his head as a smile spread across his face.

*Dear Lord... What a night...*


~FIN~

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