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Sake	By : Enyo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 2317 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Rammstein. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Sake
Till x Richard

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“Till…” Richard whispered, smiling sweetly.
“What?” he asked, resting his head on the sofa’s edge, closing his eyes.
“How you feeling?” he asked, grinning.
“You know how.” was his answer.
Richard’s grin stretched.
“How is that?”
“You know how sake makes me feel.” He whispered, running his hands over his face.
The guitarist smiled, climbing on his lap, running his fingers in his hair forcefully. Till grunted, running his hands down his back.
“Tell me.” He whispered in his ear before sucking at his earlobe.
The tall man grunted, pressing his neck harder against the sofa.
“Tell me.” He repeated, pulling on his hair slightly.
Till smiled and ran his nails down his spine.
“Makes me fuzzy when I look at you.”
Richard smiled and licked his chin and lips. The singer smiled, laughing a little. The smaller man grinned.
“You know how sake makes me feel, don’t you?” he whispered, running his hands down his friend’s chest very slowly.
Till smiled, nodding.
“Oh yes I do.” He replied, licking his chin and lips too.
Richard’s black lips curled up as he ran his hands down his friend’s throat, moving closer to him.
“That’s good.” He whispered, locking his lips to his, cupping his jaw.
Till grunted, spreading his lips and cupping the back of his neck, pressing their mouths harder together. Richard moaned, nibbling at his lover’s full bottom lip, spreading lipstick all over his chin and lips. The strong man grunted, smiling a little.
“You look nice with your face all dirty like that.” He whispered, grinning.
The tall man just smiled, stretching his neck and hopping for more. Richard complied, ravaging his mouth, pulling him closer by his collar. Till grunted, but let him, not being able to do anything else.
“You know what I like the most when you’re in this state?” he whispered, nibbling at his ear lobe once again.
“What?” the singer asked, shivering.
The smaller man grinned and pulled on his hair roughly.
“I can do what I want with you.” He whispered, biting at the exposed skin of his neck.
The tall man moaned weakly, giving in.
“This is the only time I can actually top you.” He completed in a whisper, pushing him over and climbing on him.
“What makes you think I’ll let you top me?” he asked, kidding.
The guitarist grinned.
“A hunch.” He replied, pulling at his shirt.
“A hunch?”
“Yeah. That and the fact that you can’t you can move or go anywhere.” He replied, nibbling at his jaw.
The strong man laughed a bit, shivering and stretching his arms over his head.
“I can move, see?” he said, still laughing a little.
“Mhhhh.” He answered; too busy gazing at his lover’s body under him.
Till smiled, working at his own belt and untying his pants. The guitarist took his own clothes off and threw them away. Once the clothes were gone, he took some time once again to gaze at his lover’s body. He ran his fingers down the contours of his ribs, making the skin rise. His digits then travelled to his lower stomach, growing closer and closer to his groin. The strong man whined softly, arching his back, stretching his arms. Richard locked his mouth to his once again, spreading his lover’s legs roughly. The singer grunted, pulling on his lover’s hair a little. The smaller man smiled, grabbing his hipbones hard enough to leave bruises. Till whined softly, wrapping his legs around him tightly.

The smaller man grinned, nibbling at his bottom lip. He sucked at two of his fingers and pushed them into his lover slowly. The singer grunted, frowning a little. Richard licked at his throat, pumping them slowly. The strong man moaned, tilting his head back, rolling under him.

“Hey!” the guitarist started saying, but it was too late, Till had already fallen off the couch, him falling on top of him.

Till laughed a little, resting his head on his forearm. His lover pulled him into a kiss, lubing his own member. He moved downwards, nibbling at his friend’s butt cheek softly, making him twitch and giggle. He gave one last gentle kiss before moving back up.

“I love it when you giggle.” He whispered in his ear, pushing the head of his member in.

Till gasped, clenching his fists and teeth. He pushed his way in slowly, but firmly, his lover tensing up a little. He stopped once in, kissing the back of his neck, leaving marks, but trying to ease him down too. He gave one thrust, testing. The singer moaned weakly, lifting his butt a little, his brows knitted, his mouth slightly opened. The smaller man smiled, kissing him softly, loving to be able to do this to his lover. He started pumping slowly, extorting small grunts out of the bigger man.

“Faster.” He whispered a few moments later, panting softly and curling his fingers over the rug.

Richard smiled, complying, running his fingers over his salient shoulder blade, his lips lingering on the nape of his neck. He pushed Till over, halfway between laying face down and spooning and kept pumping, wrapping an arm around his big ribcage, pressing closer to his back. The singer moaned, grabbing his butt from behind, trying to get him to go in deeper, which he did. Till moaned again, starting to caress himself slowly.

Richard smiled, pumping faster, clenching to his chest and biting at his strong shoulder. The taller man grunted weakly, tilting his head back, panting softly. The guitarist purred, loving the feeling of his lover’s warm insides.

“You should let me take you more often.” He whispered in his ear before nibbling it, panting softly.

Till grunted as an answer, lifting his butt higher. Richard just smiled, pumping harder, the hand on his chest moving down to his friend’s sack. The strong man moaned, letting go of his member and pulling at the other man’s hair instead. The guitarist smiled, sliding out. The tall man whined softly, twisting his head to look at him. Richard kissed him, making him turn around and climbing on him.

“You don’t want me to stop?” he asked, caressing his lower stomach very very slowly.

The singer shook his head, blushing a little and tilting it back to hide it.

“Say it.” He whispered, licking and kissing at his throat, a grin hanging on his lips.
“Take me.” He implored, bucking his hips once more, after a small hesitation.

The guitarist grinned.

“So, you like it then?” he teased.

Till didn’t answer. He just whined, spreading his legs a little. His lover smiled sweetly and kissed his way down his chest and stomach. He then took him in slowly, extorting a short gasp out of him.

“Richard” he whispered, panting softly as he started moving slowly, letting him slide against the inside of his cheek.

The guitarist smiled, loving to hear him call him in that fashion. He kept bobbing his head for a little while, listening to his lover’s breathing. The singer tangled his finger’s in his short hair, trying to get him to move faster. He did, caressing his lower stomach, loving to feel him twitch like this under him. When his lover’s pants were fast enough to his taste, he let go of him, going back to his mouth. Till whined softly against his lips, but quieted as he slid back into him. Richard started pumping, locking his forearms under the strong man’s knees, lifting his hips up a bit. The singer grunted as he slid in deeper and harder, sucking at his neck.

“Mhhhhh Till, you feel so nice.” He whispered, panting softly.

The strong man grunted, shuddering as he brushed against his sweet spot. He went back to caressing himself, tilting his head back, opening his mouth to bring more air in. Richard rested his forehead against his shoulder, pumping faster, growing closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh Till…” he moaned, panting hard.

He slid his hand under his lover’s and let him guide the stroking. Till grunted, starting to shake a little, purring. The guitarist moaned his lover’s name and released himself, his pumps growing irregular. The singer grunted, shuddering and stiffening under his friend. Richard gave one last pumps, brushing against his sweet spot, making him go over. Till grunted softly, splashing his own stomach, shaken by waves of pleasure.

The guitarist smiled sweetly, resting his head against the strong man’s neck, caressing his hipbones gently, still panting hard.

He stayed still for a few moments, then lifted himself on his elbows. He brushed his fingers over the singer’s temples. The strong man’s eyes opened slowly. He smiled a little. Richard kissed him softly, smiling back at him, whipping his chin. Till laughed a bit, caressing his back slowly.

“This was nice.” He whispered, muzzling at his lover’s neck.

The singer nodded, shivering a little.

“I should get you drunk more often.” He continued, stroking his hair slowly.

Till laughed a bit.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” He answered, rolling on top of him and cuddling.

Richard smiled and wrapped his arms around him, caressing his shoulder blades gently. The strong man purred, covering the guitarist’s body with his own, wrapping his big arms around him in a protective manner. The smaller man purred, easing his lover to sleep as he too stated feeling numb.

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