Dreaming
Dreaming
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Theme Used: # 29 (New clothes, anniversary, "Pinch me, I must be dreaming.")
Written in response to the BanJak-LJ
contest.
Summary: Some things are just too
good to be true, especially at night.
Ramblings: Well, some things are
rather graphic, sexually. So if you don’t like reading about that…
He dimly noted the door slamming shot
somewhere in the distance, but there were more pressing matters at hand, and
the tongue tracing his ear made everything else irrelevant. Breathing sharply,
he dragged his hands down the other man’s front, then back and down, fervently
squeezing the pert behind of his partner. A breathless groan was his reward,
and then the mouth moved, biting none too gently on his ear.
He barely registered the cold air
hit his chest before it was attacked with kisses, licks and bites. The hot
mouth, curious at first, kissed the juncture of his neck. Moving lower, he
suckled on the exposed Adam’s apple. The shorter male hissed when small, sharp
teeth roughly bit down.
His partner moaned, giving it one
last lick before moving lower, hands clawing away the rest of the shirt,
leaving glaring marks in their wake. Smirking, his mouth closed around a
nipple, pulling it out with his teeth and letting go, before licking and doing
it all over again.
“Nngh…Jakotsu-!”
Bankotsu panted, head thrown back,
oblivious to the predatory eyes roving over his chest, and lower, stopping
somewhere around his waist. “You should’ve known better than to wear leather
trousers.” Bankotsu barely had the time to process the words before Jakotsu bit
down hard on his neck, drawing blood. He pulled back, licking his red lips,
smirking down at the heavy lidded gaze desperately staring up at him.
today of all days.”
Bankotsu blinked,
partner’s hair. He arched his back, unable to stop his hips from bucking at the
sensations running through his burning already body. He wondered briefly when
Jakotsu had pulled his trousers down, but then Jakotsu moaned, and the
vibrations sent him spiralling further into the maddening haze of burning
ecstasy.
His body sagged forward as the
other man suddenly moved, and he only remained standing because of the
bruising, almost needy embrace Jakotsu had drawn him into. “Jakotsu…” Angling
his head, he pressed desperate kisses on every expanse of skin he could find to
show his gratitude. Leaving the rest of the sentence unsaid, he gently pulled
his lover’s head back, leaning his forehead against Jakotsu’s.
Smirking gently, Jakotsu licked
his lips, savouring the taste. He pressed his lips against Bankotsu’s, not
taking his eyes away from his. “You can’t just stand there and look sexy, and
then expect me not to do anything.” Bankotsu suppressed a shiver, the words
mumbled against his skin, vibrating off it. “Besides…”
Blinking, staring up at the
ceiling disoriented Bankotsu gave off a surprised squeak. “Ja-ah…oh
God…”
Jakotsu, his Jakotsu, was stripping, leisurely and deliciously slow,
absentmindedly slipping of his shirt, letting it fall of one shoulder, exposing
his white, glowing, skin, then the other. It was shrugged off almost as an
afterthought. Pouting, he gazed at his lover with smouldering eyes, filled with
ardour and promises. “Ne, Bankotsu…” Bankotsu nodded,
mind elsewhere, on the smooth skin, the pale, soft shoulders.
He popped the button to his
trousers, teasingly letting them slip down from narrow hips doing nothing to
hold them up. The belt dropped to the ground with a loud clank in the room, the
air filled with emotions and sexual desire, hanging thick and heavy around
them.
Pupils widening, darkening his
eyes, he licked his lips, a dazed expression on his face as he managed to raise
his eyes from the promising bulge in his lover’s trousers, to the smirking
eyes. “Yeah?” He swallowed heavily as the trousers
fell to the ground, rustling softly. “…what-?”
Smiling softly, Jakotsu moved
closer, hips swaying. He kneeled on the bed, crawling until he was kneeling
above his lover, panting and just as naked. Stroking the tan, supple thighs, he
lifted them, parting them to make room for himself.
“Ja-”
“I’m going to make love to you,
now.” Bankotsu smirked, looping his arms around Jakotsu’s neck, pulling him
down for a kiss that soon became frenzied, tongues battling and teeth knocking
against each other. Jakotsu groaned as familiar fingers found his nipples,
twisting sharply, and he brought his hips down, grinding against Bankotsu.
He had to be dreaming, he had to.
“Ahn…pinch me.”
The hands stilled momentarily, and
Jakotsu raised his head, smirking down at him, dark eyes twinkling menacingly.
“Why?”
“This can’t be real. It’s…I’m
dreaming. You’re-” Pain he was familiar with, but Jakotsu being slow, gentle-
“Okay. Maybe not…” He gasped loudly scrunching his eyes shut, hands clutching
the sheets beneath him tightly.
Jakotsu groaned, his grip bruising
the other’s hips. Biting his lips, he released Bankotsu’s hips, hands sliding
lower, and raising the thighs as he continuously buried himself further and
further into Bankotsu. Then he stilled completely.
Eyes opening, lidded and heavy
with passion, Bankotsu questioningly, locked his legs around Jakotsu’s
quivering back. “Jakotsu?” Eyes tightly closed, like
his had been before, slowly opened. Bankotsu blinked, bringing his hands up to
gently push the hair plastered to his forehead away. “Jakotsu…?”
Jakotsu smiled gently. “I love
you.”
“This is a dream, right?” Bankotsu
blinked, slowly cupping Jakotsu’s face in his hands.
“I don’t think so…” Jakotsu leaned
down, ghosting his lips over Bankotsu’s slightly
parted ones. He smirked, and Bankotsu gasped, digging blunt fingernails into
Jakotsu’s back, moaning throatily.
It wasn’t a ‘pinch’, but he wasn’t
about to complain, especially not when the hand started to move, rubbing his
erection. “Ah…” He squeezed his eyes shut tight when Jakotsu started to move,
thrusting and gasping.
“Bankotsu?”
Bankotsu groaned, turning his head
away. “Jakotsu…”
“Bankotsu!”
Bankotsu sat up, gasping harshly,
hand pressed to his chest. “Jakotsu?” He blinked, looking
around the small, dark room.
“Yes?” The other man crawled
“I was dreaming…” He coloured as
he suddenly remembered his dream. Coughing uncomfortably, he crossed his legs.
Jakotsu leaned curiously over him.
“About what? Me, right?” He
smirked suddenly, leaning closer, whispering in a red ear. “I’m even better in
reality.”