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Your Sins Into Me	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. I do not personally know any of the members of Dir en grey or Penicillin, and do not profit from this work.

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“You’re sure you’ll be okay by yourself?” Kaoru asked, for the third time.
Kyo pulled the older man down by the collar of his shirt and nipped at thin lips lightly, teasing. “Yes. I promise, I survived twenty-three whole years without you. I can handle a couple more hours. Now go to work.”
Kaoru’s hands came up to tangle into blonde hair, leaning down to kiss him properly. Tongues slid against one another languidly, teeth grazed over soft lips, hands gripped tightly onto hair and clothes. When they finally parted for air, Kaoru nuzzled against a soft, pierced ear. “You’re sure?”
“Go!” Kyo laughed, exasperated, pushing the older man out through the open front door.
Watching Kaoru walk away with a final wave, Kyo shook his head and shut the door. Damn Kaoru, getting him all riled up. He was going to meet with his editor, and they could hardly do anything fun in his boss’ office. Although if the opportunity arose to do so, the blonde would have in a heartbeat, spectators be damned. He was going crazy with want for Kaoru, but the older man seemed reluctant to do anything beyond kissing and maybe a little heavy petting. It had been over three weeks since his run-in with Hakuei in the bar, and he had healed fairly quickly, but still Kaoru treated him like he was made of glass. He always left Kyo as he was now, electricity coursing through his veins and aching with unfulfilled desire.
Well, his would-be lover was going to be at work for a couple hours, and Toshiya was, as usual, out with friends. He had originally planned to use the privacy to tidy the apartment a bit, since Kaoru didn’t like that he always tried to clean up after him and Toshiya, but now his nerves were singing and his pants were tight, and he abruptly had other plans. Padding quickly and quietly to his room – now welcomingly full of his own belongings – he flicked on his stereo and turned it up just loud enough to cover any sounds he wouldn’t be able to stifle. Heavy, pounding music washed over him and he purred as he yanked his shirt over his head, throwing the thin fabric across the room. With a shiver of thrill washing over him, he ran both hands down his chest and abdomen, fingers fleeting teasingly over the waist of his pants. Simple self-gratification wasn’t enough; he wanted Kaoru, and so when he fell back onto to the bed, he closed his eyes and imagined the older man kneeling over him. He imagined that the hands meandering their way in exploration across his torso were thin and covered with elegant, dripping tattoos, and the thought brought an indulgent moan from his throat.
One of the hands drifted, of its own accord, to toy with the button of his pants. He gasped and pushed his hips up into the light touch, toes curling into the soft covers beneath him. A whimpering groan passed full lips as the button was undone and the zipper beneath was slowly, torturously pulled down, the thin vibration sending sparks through his groin. The fingers of the other hand pinched and tweaked just a little too roughly at the small, sensitive nubs of golden pink nipples, causing him to jerk and drop his head back into the pillow. He had to bite his lip to keep from crying out, and the taste of blood only served to quicken his already rapid pulse.
Hips bucked and legs writhed against the bed, sliding loose pants off by inches at a time until he kicked them to the floor. Fully nude, he splayed lean thighs shamelessly as those damned teasing fingers brushed a feather soft touch along the length of his straining erection. He panted and moaned harshly, chest glistening with sweat, as he rocked up against his hand impatiently, torturing himself with visions of a wicked smirk on thin lips and predatory eyes gone dark with lust.
“Nnn, Kaoru…” The growl was pleading, throaty and heavy with need. “Please…”
A soft thud answered his entreaty, and his eyes snapped open. Standing in the door way, wide-eyed and gaping, laptop bag in a forgotten heap at his feet, was Kaoru. The shallow bend of Kyo’s lean legs did absolutely nothing to obscure the man’s view, and he took everything in with a shocked, hungry stare. The blonde was perfectly still for a moment. He’d just been caught naked, dick-in-hand, and the older man had obviously heard him moaning his name. There might have been some graceful way out of the decidedly-awkward situation, but the blonde was too far gone with lust to think of it.
‘…Fuck it.’
Fully gripping his arousal, Kyo started to stroke himself languidly. Burnt gold eyes met dark chocolate, and Kyo ran the tip of his tongue slowly, boldly over his upper lip. He may as well put on a show, now that he had an audience.
Kaoru was moving towards the bed before he realized it, shedding his jacket on the way. The thin stream of honeyed-ginger energy the younger man exuded was fully intoxicating, and he lapped it up eagerly. His knees hit the mattress and he crawled onto it to kneel between the blonde’s legs, caught up almost immediately in a deeply passionate kiss. Small hands with clever fingers unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off of his shoulders impatiently before sliding down his chest to undo his belt and throw the leather aside. Their mouths broke apart and Kaoru’s trailed down to lick and nip at the younger man’s jaw, neck, and collarbone.
Kaoru felt his pants come undone and one hand slide inside insistently, and gasped against the blonde’s shoulder. “K-Kyo… fuck!”
Kyo’s answering chuckle was a wicked sound that sent excited shivers down the older man’s spine. “Top drawer.”
With a skilled hand manipulating his rapidly-building arousal, it took Kaoru a minute to register the words. He reached over to throw open the drawer of the nightstand and rummaged around blindly until his hand hit the only object inside: a plastic tube. As he recognized the lube for what it was, he had to hide his face against Kyo’s neck when his vision became too sharp, too bright. He knew he was losing control, and his eyes were changing.
“Kyo… you mean…?”
Kyo bit the older man’s ear, then eased the sting with a gentle flick of his tongue, whispering into the shell, “Sorry, am I being unclear? I want you to fuck me, Kaoru. Now.”
Kaoru moaned and snapped the tube open, coating his fingers with slick oil before pressing the first two slowly, carefully, into Kyo. The blonde released a purring groan, rocking back against the invasion, hands coming up to clutch at the older man’s shoulders. Kaoru fought valiantly to control himself even as he carefully stretched the tight orifice that he wanted so desperately to plunge into with wild abandon. His little lover did nothing to help his struggle, making all sorts of wonderfully needy sounds, gasping and moaning and growling his name when he added a third finger, writhing deliciously underneath him.
It was too much. He pulled back only long enough to discard his pants before hitching slender legs around his waist and pushing into the tight heat between them. With all the best intentions, he tried to enter his younger lover slowly, only to find himself buried to the hilt when the legs wrapped around him constricted with shocking force. He couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think and for one terrifying, exhilarating moment, he knew that he was in his natural form and he couldn’t go back.
When his vision cleared, he could see the honey-colored energy that Kyo was releasing, and he gorged himself on it as he began driving in and out of the smaller body. The blonde head was thankfully thrown back, preventing him from seeing what his lover had become, and baring a throat that Kaoru latched onto hungrily. The salty-sweet flesh throbbed with a rapid heartbeat and he pressed his tongue against that strong pulse even as sharp teeth and powerful suction set to work staining pristine skin. Kyo was a wild creature, hips bucking and rolling to meet his every thrust, and the bed’s creaking protest could just be heard under the heavy music and their own harsh panting and groaning.
Pushing in and out of that slick, impossibly tight body with deceptively strong arms and legs wrapped around him was every bit as enthralling as he’d imagined it would be. And that voice – that powerful voice that he’d become addicted to before he even knew this stunning man’s name – was moaning shamelessly into his ear as one small hand tangled itself into his hair. Kaoru shuddered and gasped as fingers dug into the base of one of his horns, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing down his spine. His eyes snapped open as Kyo’s head came forward abruptly, registering confusion followed by shock and alarm on the younger man’s face before he caught his lover’s gaze and held it fast.
“Kao-?!”
“Shhh…” Kaoru murmured, taking hold of the blonde’s mind and settling it back down from the panic it was rapidly approaching.
Their bodies continued to move together, rocking and straining against one another fervently, even as Kaoru manipulated his lover’s perception of what was happening. He coerced the younger man’s mind to replace the vision of his true form with one of his human skin and commit that version to memory. Kyo’s eyes saw wild, writhing tendrils of hair around spiraling horns; long, furred ears curled into tubes and dark purple eyes with slitted pupils; a lashing tail and animalistic legs. But, with his gaze trapped by that of the incubus above him, his mind registered only the wholly human façade that it wanted and expected to see, believing in it wholeheartedly.
Kyo’s heady moaning reached a fever pitch as Kaoru pushed him harder, deeper into the mattress with every powerful thrust, hips bucking back up against the older man demandingly. When Kaoru felt their rhythm begin to break down into frantic, impatient rutting, he released his hold on his human lover’s mind, allowing the blonde to fully lose himself in physical pleasure. Kyo’s eyes rolled back in their sockets as his head snapped back into the pillow.
With a sharply arched back and a strained voice crying Kaoru’s name, Kyo found his release, and his lover had no choice but to do the same as his arousal was caught in a convulsing vice grip that milked him dry. That spicy-sweet, golden energy washed over Kaoru and filled him, leaving him deeply sated. With a little effort, he was able to slide back into his human form before dark gold eyes could reopen and spot anything incriminating, and with his arms and legs quivered with exertion, it was a struggle not to just collapse onto his little mortal treasure. He just barely managed to pull out before dropping to the mattress next to the blonde.
Kyo chuckled breathlessly, running one hand over his chest to wipe halfheartedly at the mess he’d made on himself. “So… you’re home early.”
"They called before I got there… meeting was cancelled,” Kaoru panted. “You always masturbate when I’m at work?”
“Constantly.” Kyo’s worn-out voice was too serious to take seriously. “Only for the past month, you goddamn tease.”
Kaoru laughed softly, one hand reaching out to grab the pack of cigarettes off the nightstand. He lit two and pressed one to Kyo’s waiting lips. “You always think of me when you do?”
“…Yeah.”
That one was honest, and warm pleasure washed over Kaoru as he shivered with contentment. He watched full lips exhale a swirling haze of grey smoke with the disjointed fascination of one only partially awake, and blew out his own cloud to mix with it. Kyo yawned, turning over to lay half on top of Kaoru, with his head on the older man’s chest and one arm flung over his waist.
“You’re sticky,” Kaoru complained halfheartedly.
“Your fault.”
Kaoru chuckled lazily and wrapped his arm around the smaller man’s shoulders, running his fingers through feathery blonde hair. Kyo, unaccustomed to feeling so drained after sex, drifted quickly and fell asleep before he could even finish his cigarette. Kaoru had to carefully remove the burning stick and stub it out before it could start dropping hot ash on his chest.
Despite the satiation that had settled deep into his bones, the older man knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep for a long while yet. He’d lost control of himself, and it was a terrifying lapse in something he’d once taken for granted. The last time he’d let his disguise slip like that, he’d been younger than Toshiya, for crying out loud. It couldn’t happen again; he couldn’t let it happen again. Kyo could never be allowed see his true face, could never feel his true hands, because if he did – if he remembered and understood what his lover truly was – Kaoru knew he would lose the tenuous love he had managed to cultivate in the man.
Even if the blonde could somehow accept the knowledge that Kaoru wasn’t human without going mad, there was no way he would stay with him. How could he? The thought of losing the creature in his arms – so vibrant and viciously sweet – made Kaoru’s chest constrict with something akin to fear. He couldn’t live without his addiction. He wouldn’t. Without that intoxicating honeyed-ginger energy, he knew he would starve; he couldn’t stand the thought of feeding on any humans besides this one anymore. He would do whatever it took to keep Kyo by his side. Nuzzling against soft blonde hair, Kaoru held the small form close to himself and closed his eyes as he fought off the niggling worry that this feeling was what drove Hakuei to madness.
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