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Shower Time	By : xdrysalivax Category: > Die/Kyo Views: 2082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Shower Time
- 1
[Disclaimer!: Lyke omg. xD I su wish Die and Kyo were actually together but their not. This is in no way true.. blah blah blah. If you don't know who Die and Kyo are.. why are you reading this? Chicken nugget.]

A small blonde trudged himself into a closed washroom with a frown and a grunt. Brushing back the greasy tangled locks; looking up into the mirror above the counter. His head throbbed, his knees shook a bit as he turned a palm to plant it onto the counter, propping himself up. What was it that all happened last night? Atop of this… why was Die in his bed? He leaned into the counter so his stomach pressed against it, as to not loose balance, and raised small slender fingers-index and middle-to circle into his temples, face cringing a bit. His head tilted to the side a bit, eyeing the small cuts on his face, one hand releasing from his temples to slide down his exposed chest eyeing the similar cuts and bruises there... And why the hell could he not remember anything that happened last night? Was he really that… drunk? He shook his head, turning away from the reflection that irked him to turn on the water for a warm shower. He probably should have kept an eye on the time...but right now... he couldn’t care less.

“Aaaah~” A soft sigh floated from barely parted lips as the warmth slicked over his skin, the feeling of his cuts and scrapes stinging, oddly comforting.

Time almost stopped to him, allowing his body to lie limply under the water. Pools of rich ebony slid shut in a thick layer of fluttering lashes, bleached locks slicked back and threads stuck to his light mocha skin. His moment of blissful relaxation stilled when he heard the door knob turn slowly. Shit… he’d forgotten to lock the door! His eyes snapped open, turning to the side to see a tall slender shadow right infront of the crystallized glass of the shower door. It slowly opened, darker tanned fingers sliding around the cool metal of the frame.

“I spy... with my little eye, a naked warumono...” The red head sneered inviting himself into the shower.

Kyo stepped back just a tad, half in shock by the fact that his guitarist was naked in the shower with him, the other half in shock about how delicious the previous fact was and how much that appealed to his mind. His brows furrowed in thought for a bit as he looked over the man that was coming towards him, in an almost impossibly slow motion considering the size of the tub, grumbling at how his eyes seemed to slide down and focus on the mans partial hardness.

He released a slow breath; the coolness of the wall pressed against his back, the taller man stepping under the showerhead. Water slowly dripping down that fine body of his. A slight grunt slipped off him, his mind still unable to get his body to react to any of this; the man’s growing thickness pressing against him a bit. Strong, calloused-and yet soft-fingers ran along the small one’s body, up into the crook of his neck; his thumbs holding the sides of his bold jaw line. Kyo was lost for words.

“Playing shy?” He snickered a bit, showing off that perfect grin of his, “You weren’t so shy last night.”

The vocalist closed his eyes with a frown, “Can’t… remember.”

“Oh?” Die snickered running his lips over the smooth wet curve of the others neck, “let me refresh your memory…”

Those deep coal orbs opened widely, watching the other man, full lips consuming his defined collarbone. His cock, now thick and pulsing, rubbing against the vocalist’s half erection. Kyo tensed, eyes closing for a brief moment as he let out a disgruntled moan. He could catch a glimpse of his hands moving on their own accord when his eyes began to reopen, looking down at the man that began to slither down his body. The vocalist gasped, hands adapting to the man’s shoulders as he tried to concentrate on something else, anything else, hell even attempting to read a shampoo bottle would work right about now. It was all to no avail though.

“My, my Kyo, you’re really laying the shy thing on thickly. I know you want me, just look at how hard you’re getting from such simple touches,” he slid to his knees, hands curving in along the crease of where his thigh and hip met.

“Fucking bastard of hell…” the little waru grumbled under his breath.

Fighting the red head was becoming harder and harder, and who would have thought that this dubbed airhead could be such a cruel deceiving vixen? The faux blonde rolled his head a bit; some hair sticking to the pale blue tiled wall as he bit his lip to cease the moan he could feel build when the older man slid what felt as just two fingers under his sac, kneading in a scissoring motion. He tried so hard to keep his hips from moving; the man’s face buried itself into the dark trimmed hairs, lightly nipping at the flesh by the base of his cock’s underside and than… one slow lick up that pulsing vein.

“D-Die... ple-please... please…” the vocalist couldn’t handle it anymore, his body slightly trembling from the thought of needing to beg, and that was probably what the bastard wished him to do.

“Please what..?”

Cruel. What a simple response, Kyo’s head rolled up; lips pursing to hush a minute whimper. He felt the mans sturdy hands press his hips back to lock them in place as his tongue just rolled around the rim of his swollen head, sliding over the tip here and there. A grin spread over the guitarists features as he watched the man struggle to form words, his cock starting to sting in need. But just a little longer, he wanted to hear the man groan and beg helplessly… after all, he made it so appealing onstage, now Kyo needed to apply it off.

“Please...” the vocalist stuttered out in a pant trying to control his breathing that caused his chest to heave so heavily, “please take me...”

Perfect. “I thought you’d never ask,” Die’s voice oozing with lust as he slid back up to look the man in the eye, “You sure you’re ready?”

That was one thing Die and Kyo had in common. The strong sense of what they wanted and what they didn’t want. And Die knew exactly what he wanted. In quick movements Kyo was pinned to the wall knee’s bent in so the inner part of them almost touched the side of his chest. The red head pulled in more, his body pressing against the under side of the man’s thighs to keep them there, his hands sliding down to expose the younger’s needy hole. Kyo found it becoming harder to breath not only by his position but by the need and lust that was engulfing his body, his cock already dripping pre-cum as it stood between the two of them. The side of its head almost touching his own stomach. Die slowly pushed through that tight ring of muscle.

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” The vocalists scream ripped through his lungs, half toned in pleasure and half in pain, the mans thickness continuing to penetrate that warm tight cavern.

“My... gods Kyo... so… tight,” the older man panted out as he managed to bury himself to the hilt.

He stopped for a bit, re-adjusting his hands placement to hold the man up more comfortably leaning in to finally steal a strong and yet soothing kiss from those quivering lips. Kyo melted in the warmth of the others mouth, the taste of his lips. The pain almost faded as he slowly un-tensed, allowing the other to begin to move, slowly rocking his hips. Gentle gasps slipped into the kiss, the water sliding down over and between them adding all the more eroticism to it.

“I could be yours,” Die spoke softly changing his position and picking up the pace to better please the younger, “If you wanted me to be.”

Thin and yet well defined arms slid to loosely ring around the man’s neck, a small panted whine fled as he felt his hole stretching, swallowing the guitarists hard length. Soon the whimpers turned into small moans, his voice hitched as he felt the other slide past that sweet spot deep inside him. Slender digits tightened, nails embedding into the skin of the mans back as he began to pant more harshly, his swelled cock slowly dripping out pre-cum, some sliding against the elders chest as he leaned in rubbing himself against the underside of his aching member. The red head grinned, firmly holding the man up and thrusting in hard.

Kyo gave him the exact reaction he wished for, “FUCKING HELL,” he screamed out loudly; more obscenities rumbling out in a mixture of loud moans and gasps.

“Call my name…” Die almost demanded in a growl as his lips lowered to bite down into his neck.

Kyo immediately obeyed as his body started to jolt and writhe under the other in sheer pleasure, Die’s thick meat slamming against his prostate over and over, “Aah~ Daisuke…! Oh... mmn please… Aah~ more please! Harder! Daisuke harder, please harder!”

Die moaned loudly, the vocalist begging almost tipping him overboard. What a wonderful voice, it was sexy as hell onstage, as he pleasured himself infront of the crowd but oh… its true sweetness was offstage. Begging for more, whimpering and whining and crying out for the elder to pleasure him and fuck him. Die’s lips latched onto the man’s neck as he slammed in, fucking the smaller one ruthlessly. He could feel bold but petit fingers pulling at his hair, wiggling under him, his hole tightening as groans, pants and moans fled the vocalist’s lips. Warmth filling both bodies, smothering them in building pleasure, their voices mixing into a sweet harmony. It soon stopped; with one in sync gasp both calling the others name as they spilled their thick white seed.

Silence fell on them both as they stood trying to catch their breath, the only sound other than their pants was the pitter of the water still hitting the glass and tub—until the blonde spoke up minutes later, “Good… because I wont let anyone else have you.”
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