log Ohtori/Shishdo
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tenipuri_xpDated: During and after the ball.
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Bored of the ball, Shishido and Ohtori fly back to the school in style, then have more awkward sex, completely with flavoured lube. Oh my.
Watching Misa and Shishido dance across the floor was something unusual for Ohtori to witness, but he couldn’t help but grin all the same. He shouldn’t have ever had a doubt Shishido was a graceful dancer, but seeing him dance with one of the Arais was fairly amusing. Avoiding the drinks, he settled off on the side and watched them. The ball had been fun so far, and aside from the surprising amount of obvious mutations paraded, he felt like an odd man out with his non-physical mutation. It made him smile all the more, tonight was just going wonderfully.
Straightening the jacket of his tux, he watched Sakaki-san talking to a few people. Across the room he could see Kaidoh-kun and what he could assume was a ‘close’ friend. It was good to know that he hadn’t done any serious lasting damage to his ex-boyfriend by being so cruel.
When the song ended, Shishido made a beeline for Ohtori, who thankfully was easy to spot anywhere in a crowd, with or without enhanced vision. It wasn't that dancing with Misa was horrible, just incredibly awkward. Misa was taller than him when 'she' was in 'her' heals and then he had never actually tried dancing with his wings before. He was just thankful that they provided a bit of extra balance whenever Misa had gotten a bit to in to the dancing.
Fanning out ruffled wings before folding them around him like a cloak, Shishido walked up to Ohtori and smiled. "Hey." He said simply, moving a bit closer to his boyfriend before sighing in relief. He didn't want to get dragged back out on to the dance floor, he felt like he was on display or something. Not that he should since he wasn't the only one with a clear mutation, but that didn't stop the feeling that people were watching him, and not just Ohtori.
Actually he found this whole night a bit disconcerting, the food was good, but he didn't exactly like being part of Sakaki's entourage. Not when it seemed as if he was just here to put on an act of good behaviour and smile. Shishido shifted his feet as he scanned the audience, spotting some people he knew but many he didn't and he was sure some people looked away as he looked at them. Maybe he was getting paranoid. He fidgeted with the hem of a specially made blue dress shirt, the jacket conveniently forgotten at home, as he finished scanning the hall.
Moving over a bit so he could put a soothing hand on Shishido’s arm, noting the ruffled wings, he smiled. “I didn’t know you could dance beyond our dorky dancing.” He grinned up at the standing teen and gave the room another quick looking over. “You don’t look happy to be here.” He was a little worried about the odd looks some of his old classmates from Ryuhana had been giving him, like he had no right to say hello to any of them. But he shook it off, figuring it had to do with his impromptu school transfer. “Are you bored?”
"You never asked, besides, not something I go around advertising." Shishido could just see Oshitari's face if he had proclaimed to the world that Shishido Ryou could ball room dance. Yeah right, he'd skip that torture now. Looking over at Ohtori, he decided that a bit of torture was okay if his dancing could get a smile from his boyfriend who had unsurprisingly been greeted with the cold shoulder by most of Ryuhana. "I'd be happier if I knew who these people were." He thought it was just going to be a ball between the two schools with a few other people… but the students were seriously outnumbered by professionals.
"Come on, let's get some food." Shishido grabbed Ohtori's arm and walked towards one of the tables laden with food. Cheese, grapes, mint chocolates, all of his favourite in one spot, it was great.
“It’s nice. It looked like Misa-chan had a lot of fun too.” He couldn’t help but tease his boyfriend just a bit. Looking at the people around them again, he had to agree. It looked like an awful lot of press and doctors to him. Frowning thoughtfully, he noted that they were all a good deal older than the students there. Oh well, Sakaki-san probably invited most of them, he seemed the sort that would make anything a media circus. His father had worked with a lot of people of the same nature.
”Food?” He made a small sound of surprise as he was grabbed onto and partly dragged toward the table. Looking at the spread, he grinned a bit. “Fine dining, Ryou style?” They had finger sandwiches though, and a mousse, So he wouldn’t complain about grabbing a treat.
"Choutarou…" Shishido half whined. At least Misa looked enough like a girl so that people outside of the Brotherhood probably wouldn't know that he had just been dancing with someone in drag. Hopefully. He decided it would just be better to turn his attention back to the food. And try to avoid choking as a shudder ran through him at his first name. The novelty still hadn't worn off and hearing 'Ryou' said in any tone from Choutarou's lips always made him want to kiss them. But he refrained and instead coughed around a badly swallowed grape as he drank down a cup full of water.
"Fine dining until I choke." Shishido teased, though his eyes were still watering a bit from his coughing fit. "And maybe I'll just have to go to more ritzy parties if this is what they serve." He'd never have to battle Oshitari for grapes again.
“You realize though there’d be a fight if she asked you to take her home.” Winking playfully, he chuckled to himself. He winced as his boyfriend started to cough and sputter, making a few of the other guests glance over. Blushing, Ohtori handed him a glass of water and patted his back. “Sorry- you really should try chewing the grapes, you know.” He smiled again when he was sure Shishido was ok. “Maybe. It might not be so bad.”
"Good, and you better win it." Shishido shot Ohtori a sly look and leaned in closer to whisper, "And cheat if you have to." He popped another grape in his mouth making a theatrical example of chewing it. Glancing over at the people around him, he gave a couple of them sharp glares before going back to the buffet table, grabbing a plate to pile things on to. As he worked his way around the table his wings flapped idly behind him and he still couldn't get the sense of being watched out of his mind. "Do you feel as if you're being stared at?" He asked starting to get annoyed at this whole night.
He nodded and smiled. “No worries, at least in practices I can hold my own with a clone or two.” But when Arai sent out meaner ones, or too many, he was doomed. Putting a few things on a plate and grabbed what he was certain was punch this time, he looked around again quickly, a slight frown in place. “Yes, a bit. I don’t know if it’s the fact this is about mutants- or how some people from my old school are acting. I’ve been trying to ignore it. Maybe we can leave after Sakaki-san does his speech?”
Shishido smiled and got some punch for himself, smelling it before taking a long sip with a hum. "Well I get why Ryuhana would be staring at us, but I keep catching people looking, it's creeping me out. This is supposed to be a friendly, mutant supporting type ball right? Cause it doesn't feel like that." He had a horrible thought of it all being a set up, but Sakaki wouldn't fall for something like that. But that didn't mean he wouldn't conceal the truth, what if everybody here wasn't a supporter of mutant rights. That thought made his wings ruffle, "Yeah, the sooner we leave the better." And for once it wasn't just because he wanted to be somewhere private to molest his boyfriend.
He was going to comment on Shishido at least knowing that much, but instead bit into a sandwich, chewing carefully and then taking a sip of the sweet punch. “I think it is. I was sure that was what they said when they mentioned some students from the Brotherhood were invited.” He watched Sakaki, who seemed too at ease with the entire situation, but his mind wandered back to what Blackguard had said about Magneto being like that. “I’m good to leave any time.”
"Yeah, the rainbow peace and love kiddies are throwing it, but who knows who Sakaki invited." Shishido said first pointing to the Ryuhana kids who had their booths set up around the hall and then over to Sakaki still mingling. Some of those people just made his skin crawl, but it could just be the paranoia of having his wings out on display in such a public place especially after what had happened to some of his friends.
"How soon do you think a winged man and a tall silver haired guy can sneak out without being noticed?" Shishido asked eyeing the doors as he ate some cheese and crackers off his plate.
“True…That worries me a bit.” They were easy targets, and knowing Sakaki and Ryuhana, it was advertised. He almost wanted to say they should stay and keep a watch out for possible trouble, but then again, he wasn’t sure that they wouldn’t make things worse.
”Claim you need to stretch your wings, and I’m keeping you company?” Taking a grape from Shishido’s plate, he smiled and chewed it, eyeing the exits with a raised brow. It was a bit claustrophobic in there.
"Grape thief." Shishido said as Ohtori snatched a grape, "I should take it back from you." He teased and then realised that that's probably why Oshitari enjoyed sharing grapes so much with Kamio. Maybe the blush wouldn't be that noticeable. "And why don't I just grab a plate to go and then we can go stretch." With that, Shishido handed Ohtori his half full plate and started filling up a fresh one, wings only slightly twitching as he worked his way around.
Juggling the plate he was given, his own plate and his drink, Ohtori grinned slightly. “You don’t want it back, I already swallowed it.” It was juvenile, he knew. Noticing the blush, he glanced at the older teen and freed a hand to touch his forehead. “Are you okay? You look feverish. Maybe some fresh air would be a good idea.”
Shishido just blushed a bit more at that, "Uh.. yeah…" He muttered out around a chocolate dessert. Feeling the hand, Shishido blinked up at Ohtori and felt like an idiot. But instead of saying he was fine and damning himself to explain his dirty thoughts he reached out and grabbed his plate back that was teetering dangerously in Ohtori's other hand. "Hey watch out for my food, and yeah… let's get out of here." He tossed a couple more things on his plate and then started walking towards the nearest exit.
“Oops, sorry.” Ohtori turned and threw out his punch cup before nodding in agreement and followed Shishido, stopping long enough to explain to a classmate that Shishido needed some air and to stretch out. No sense in getting them in trouble with Sakaki-san, and they would be getting air and exercise, just elsewhere. Finally escaping the stuffy halls, he looked at their surroundings, just happy to be away from the intimidating staring going on. “Where to?”
"Anywhere." Shishido said before handing Ohtori one of his plates again so he could eat the treats on the other. He was a growing boy with a high metabolism; it was nice to be able to eat yummy food as much as he wanted. "Somewhere private? Still feel like I'm being watched." And he just remembered he didn't bring his bindings with him since they drove over from the Brotherhood in a car provided by Sakaki and was told he wouldn't need them. "Shit… I can't go out… I don't have my stuff, we'll get beat up." Or worse.
“Someplace private might be nice. It’s a nice suit, but sort of stuffy…” Watching Shishido’s face drop, Ohtori winced slightly. They didn’t have anything they could use at all. “M-maybe I can carry the plates and you can fly there. I can meet you back at the school?” He didn’t want to stick around all night, too many people made him nervous when he wasn’t playing baseball. There had to be a logical solution. “Or we can hide out around here until it’s time to leave.”
"Maybe we can find someplace secluded here while I eat and then I can try flying you back?" Shishido offered. It was a fairly long flight, but he'd been training flying with weights and as long as Ohtori kept a tight hold of him it should be okay. It would just look a bit funny, but if it got them home he wouldn't complain.
“Wait…fly me? Are you sure? I’m pretty heavy.” He poked at Shishido’s side a bit and frowned, “and a lot bigger than you are. I don’t want you getting hurt.” He took back his plate and took a few bites, fretting over that: getting air sickness, being possibly afraid of heights, and low flying aircrafts.
Shishido shrugged and his wings moved with him, "Why not? I've carried you before… not that far, but I've been practicing and once we get past the main city we can walk a bit." He offered working his way through his food. "And while I know I can't carry you, my wings can. You just have to hold on tight to me."
“Alright. I trust you.” He just hoped this was another case where his trust was well deserved. Working on his own plate, he smiled and stole another grape quickly, more because it was cute to watch Shishido blush instead of the reverse. “I can hold on, gladly. But- when we get home, can we dance?”
"Great!" Shishido said giving Ohtori a brilliant smile. Witnessing another grape disappeared behind lush lips, Shishido's wings ruffled slightly but he was pretty sure he didn't blush too badly. He focused back on his food instead. "Want to dork dance again?"
Ohtori grinned and elbowed him gently. “You’re blushing about something. Plan on sharing?” Going back to eating as well, he glanced up and tilted his head. “No, I was wondering if we could dance like you did out there.” It was his turn to blush now.
Well yeah, Shishido planned on sharing, that was what was making him blush. "Maybe later, want to hear more about this dancing you want." He said hoping to distract Ohtori long enough until he worked up the nerve to lean over and share a grape with his boyfriend. "It's just the same thing over and over… nothing that great." He leaned closer to Ohtori, fanning a wing out to wrap around him slightly. "but I'd rather dance with you than Misa."
“It’s just it looked really nice,” he blushed and chewed his lower lip, leaning closer. “I was a little jealous watching you…to be honest. I know it was nothing- made it even worse.” He leaned gently into the wing and smiled shyly, feeling like the world’s biggest dork. “Being held close like that, and everything. I guess I’m a bit of a romantic deep down, or something.”
Shishido smiled at that, it was always nice to hear that you were appreciated, "Promise not to step on my toes?" He asked, while wondering who would lead. They were both guys, but since Ohtori was taller, he'd probably default to the girl position. Oh well, it wouldn't be that bad if it was for Ohtori, his boyfriend wouldn't tease him too badly.
“I’m not the most graceful thing on two feet, you know.” He snuggled into the soft feathers and sighed, deciding he had best not eat too much just to be safe. “But I can promise I’ll try not to step on them.” Maybe they’d be lucky and tonight could end on a really good note.
"We'll take our shoes off then." Shishido said finishing off his first plate of food. He looked at the other and after popping a cheese block in his mouth decided he could live without the rest. "Come on, gotta make sure Cinderella's home before her ride turns in to a pumpkin." He stood and held out a hand to Ohtori as he flapped and stretched his wings.
“So we have to pick her up too?” Ohtori grinned, he was not going to let himself be called a princess, just no. Tossing the plates in a trash bin, he nodded and gave his hand to Shishido, watching his wings rise and fall, his suit blowing around a bit at the small breeze the flapping was causing. “If you get tired or something, let me know, okay?”
"Well if you don't mind… I hear she's crazy in bed." Shishido teased wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. "Hold on tight, and if I get tired we'll just stop for a break." He was in no hurry to get home, half the fun of the night would just be having Ohtori hold on to him tight as he flew with him.
“So mean.” Ohtori gave him a quick peck on the lips before wrapping his arms tightly around Shishido’s smaller frame and resting his cheek against his lover’s hair, smiling. “Sounds good.” He could hold on all night like that, and was tempted to do just so.
"Just keeping you on your toes." Shishido said before pushing off the ground. It was a bit of a rough start, getting the momentum going from his wings, but once he was up a few feet from the ground he gave his wings another hard flap and pushed up a few feet more and was flying more regularly. "You okay?" He asked, dropping his boyfriend would really put a damper on rest of their night.
Making a small, nervous peeping sound, he clung a bit tighter and closed his eyes as they lifted off, feeling his feet leave the ground. It was an odd feeling like he was rising and sinking at the same time. Finally daring to open his eyes when things were less shaky, he glanced at his boyfriend and smiled. “Fine, you?” He’d hate to be dropped from any height, but as they rose a bit more, it seemed worse.
"Good." Shishido said focusing on moving his wings and not how Ohtori was clinging to him. "And don't look down if you're going to freak." He didn't think he could deal with that and keep them moving at a decent speed towards home. "Besides, you trust me right?" He flew a bit higher as he headed over a more populated area.
“Sounds like a good plan then.” He closed his eyes again and pretended they were just snuggling in their warm bed, with both comforters in Shishido’s quasi-nest. Yes, that was pleasant enough. Even if he could feel them rising, it wasn’t so bad. Shishido’s clothing was soft, and he smelled nice. “With my life.”
Shishido smiled at that but kept his focus on flying, they'd already managed to fly a couple blocks and his wings weren't feeling any strain yet. If he wanted proof that the nazi like drills with weights he was being forced to do was working, this was it. "Just hold on tight. We just have to go a bit farther." Well that was a bit of an understatement, but it wouldn't be long before they'd be at a safe area to land and walk the last bit.
He had no problem with that. Hugging him, Ohtori continued to happily think of the scenery in his room, he had the blankets still in there from last night, so odds are that was where they’d go. “Let me know when we land?” He wanted to look, he finally decided he could. Opening his eyes and looking around, his breath caught in his throat. It was so beautiful up there above everyone else.
"You okay?" Shishido asked at the gasp, wishing he could breathe as easily. Ohtori really needed to loosen his grip just a bit, but Shishido would rather suffocate than have his boyfriend fall, so he wasn't going to complain. He was worried about what caused that out burst though.
“Yeah- just enjoying the view…” He was absolutely fixated on how everything looked from above. And they were already getting closer to the school, he relaxed his death grip a bit more, licking his lips and feeling a bit cuddlier, maybe it was the adrenaline catching up? “I can see the school ahead.”
Shishido nodded and took a nice deep breath as Ohtori's grip was loosened. "I'll share this with you whenever you want." He offered. Not only would it be nice to share his gift with his boyfriend, but he could also use it to train. "I'll start landing soon. We can walk up the back way and then I'll just fly us over the gate." Shishido explained, his wings starting to feel the fatigue of the extra weight.
“Sounds good.” Soon they were over the gate and walking into the school, Ohtori holding Shishido’s hand in the practically empty hallways. They were on their floor after a bit, and Ohtori found himself biting his lips and glancing towards his door. “I bet your wings are tired, did you want me to rub them down a bit for you?”
"I thought we were gonna dance." Shishido teased bumping lightly against Ohtori as they walked towards the electrical mutant's room. "The wings are a bit sore, but they can wait." He walked in to his boyfriend's room and past a mirror that he paused at to fix his hair and outfit. Habit he blamed completely on his mutation and Atobe.
“If you want to.” He still did, but if Shishido was sore, he couldn’t enjoy it. Ohtori sat on the bed and pulled off his shoes, trying to battle the urge to leave his socks on, he surrendered and took them off. For some reason, wearing his socks seemed to drive Shishido nuts. Leaning forward, he watched Shishido fix his clothing and hair again. “Even windblown, you look great.”
"You're biased." Shishido said toeing off his shoes before pulling off his socks. "And put some music on. I can't end the night dancing with some Arai clone." He tossed his shoes and socks aside and flapped his wings once before folding them around himself. They hurt a bit, but more like an overworked muscle than any real pain.
“Even one in a pretty blue dress?” Ohtori smiled and slowly stood up, moving to his computer and putting on a nice, slow song they could try and dance to. Hearing the music, he moved to his boyfriend and smiled encouragingly while taking his hands and gently pulling him closer, starting to lead the dance and just hoping he had it right.
"Especially one in a blue dress." Shishido retorted, letting Ohtori pull him in to the song. It was weird being led, but in his gym classes there had been more guys than girls sometimes, and since he was a bit short he got stuck acting the girl. He got sent to detention for slugging someone who said he was gay back then. Times had certainly changed.
"Don't be so stiff Choutarou. You're dancing with your lover, not your teacher." Shishido chastised, pressing closer to Ohtori and humming along lightly with the music. At least his feet hadn't been stepped on yet.
“It looked alright on him.” Ohtori chuckled, trying his best not to step on Shishido’s feet or trip over his own, or lose the beat. Moving closer, he smiled. “Sorry, Ryou…It’s hard to dance with someone so good looking, all of my teachers back in school were…well, old women.” He relaxed with the humming and tried a bit more to just relax and enjoy feeling Shishido against him. His hands moved a bit, one grasping his lover’s and the other resting in the curve of his lower back beneath the wings.
Shishido just rolled his eyes at that; he was not going to talk about Arai and his clones when he was in Ohtori's arms. "You're good looking too." Handsome and muscular is how he'd describe Ohtori while he was beautiful and sharp angles. It was a nice contrast. Resting his head against the other's shoulder, he let himself be led, it wasn't a fancy dance now, just them swaying and making small steps to the music.
Soon the song wound down and the music stopped. Ohtori smiled a little and leaned down to kiss Shishido. “Thanks for the dance. I’ll get some practice some time and really wow you.” That would be a fun challenge for him, maybe he could take a ballroom dancing class while his boyfriend slept. “Are you staying over tonight, Ryou?”
"It was perfect to me already." Shishido said with a bit of a lopsided grin, still pressed close to Ohtori. "Are you inviting me to stay Choutarou?" He asked, his blood already pumping fast at the promise Ohtori's words carried.
Blushing, he quickly looked away and wondered why he always acted like such a virgin. “Yes- I am. I’d love for you to stay the night, please.” And just in case, he had gone shopping for the necessities, so this was no problem, though he could be content just snuggling as well. “You already have pajamas and your blanket here anyway.”
"Well, if my blanket's here, I'll just have to stay." Shishido leaned up and kissed Ohtori, humming the song they had danced to. He'd have to leave to get food and probably his school books, but he could leave everything else for tomorrow. Spending time in bed with Ohtori, even if he was sleeping was more important some times.
Slowly, Shishido backed them up towards the bed, undoing Ohtori's shirt as he went. "I love you Choutarou." He kissed him again but then pulled back and looked up at his boyfriend. "Before we get too into this… did you pick up some condoms?"
Using the blanket as leverage, how shameful, he grinned sheepishly and snuggled the older teen, eagerly kissing him as he was pressed backwards, talented fingers working the fabric off of him and revealing bare flesh to the cool room.
“I love you, Ryou.” Stopping as the back of his knees hit the mattress, he nodded and blushed sharply. “The other stuff too…it’s in my desk…” He nodded toward his table and licked his lips.
"Wow, you really went out and got some?" Shishido asked leaving his half dressed boyfriend on the bed as he went to the desk. He'd bought condoms before, but to go out and buy condoms and lube took some guts, he hadn't even done that yet. He smirked as he opened the desk drawer and spotted them tucked in the back corner, half hidden under other stuff. Grabbing what he needed, Shishido turned back to the bed, stripping off his clothes as he went.
This time was going to be great and nothing was going to stop and just to make sure he made a quick detour to lock the door. Tossing the lube and condom back on to the bed, Shishido crawled on to it and quickly began stripping Ohtori of rest of his clothes. He wanted this, and he wanted his post sex cuddles just as much too. This time was going to be everything their first time wasn't.
“Sort of…” He’d gone in disguise, oversized sunglasses, a hat and trench coat…but technically, he went and bought what was needed. Sitting on the bed and watching, he carefully removed his undone shirt and tossed it carefully onto the nearby couch, watching Shishido rummage in his desk, a blush in place. He did what he had to, so he couldn’t feel too embarrassed. But he couldn’t tear his gaze away from his slowly stripping boyfriend returning to him.
Ohtori stifled a laugh as Shishido locked the door, they’d learned from last time that sex could be interrupted, but should not be. Helping Shishido undress him, he kissed him several times, barely stopping to breathe, “love you, Ryou.”
"I love you too." Shishido said, the kisses not helping in him his task of stripping his boyfriend. Not that he wanted them to stop, and when he finally pulled off the last piece of clothing between them, he pressed his naked body against Ohtori's and kissed him properly. "Love you now and forever." He swore before working on kissing Ohtori senseless again, "Rock or not." He teased panting for air and diving in for another kiss. He just couldn't get enough, and he couldn't imagine himself ever getting tired of kissing, touching and loving his boyfriend.
Laying in bed naked with his lover was one of the best feelings ever. Sighing happily into the tender kisses, he leaned forward, his rapidly growing arousal press against Shishido and make itself known. He’d never understand how someone could cause the response in him just like that. Sealing his lips over Shishido’s firmly, he moaned out his pleasure as his fingers moved to rub up and down his boyfriend’s toned arms and down his back to where feather and flesh met.
"Cho-Choutarou!" Shishido gasped and chastised at once when the overly sensitive part of his wings were touched. Ohtori knew exactly what that did to him, and with a light growl and flap of his wings, he moved down the body he was pressed against, kissing and biting all the skin he could as he went. He as turned on so much already and as he nipped at Ohtori's hipbone it was clear that Ohtori was too. Maybe they could skip a bit of the foreplay then. That thought in mind he started the careful process of distracting and preparing his lover.
"Is this flavoured?" Shishido asked as he poured some lubricant on to his fingers. It smelled like… grape?
He couldn’t resist a grin at the light scolding before rolling his head back and arching his spine in a quiet moan as teeth, lips and tongue teased their way down. When his lover got dangerously close to his arousal, he squeezed his eyes shut and released a quiet whimper. This time would have to be a bit more hurried, he had no endurance for this sort of thing.
Then he heard something he never expected from his boyfriend. Sitting up, he blinked slowly at the tube. It was purple…”I uhm- sort of just found the lubes and grabbed the first one…”
Shishido knew it wasn't the time or the place to be laughing, but he let out a chuckle anyway. If he couldn't laugh with his lover about this, who could he do it with? Taking another sniff of it, he rubbed his fingers along Ohtori's erection and then took a long daring lick. "Taste's like grape." He took another long lick, enjoying the sweet artificial taste and Ohtori's reaction. "It's fun." And with a big grin he kept licking up the remaining grape flavoured lube as his fingers started preparing Ohtori as quickly as possible.
Ohtori was beet red, but he was laughing a bit as well. It was a fairly humorous mistake, even if it was incredibly dorky. Shivering as Shishido stroked his erection, he was not prepared for the languid taste test he was a part of just then. His arms shook with effort and he soon found himself laying back again, shuddering at the intense sensations. He reached down to pet Shishido’s hair gently, his other hand fisting in their comforters. “Ah- I can’t…I-It’s okay. You can do it now.” He spread his legs a bit more, trying to still his quivering thighs.
"You sure?" Shishido asked, letting up on Ohtori's arousal, one hand rubbing soft circles on the inside of his left thigh while his other still worked inside of him. Looking at Ohtori, Shishido knew his boyfriend wouldn't last that much longer if they continued what they were doing. So with a nod, he tore open the condom wrapper, with only slight difficult due to lube covered fingers, and then rolled it down his own arousal. He refrained from commenting on the fact that it was glow in the dark. "Alright, just relax for me." He said, giving Ohtori one more moment to relax or say no before pressing in as slowly as he could. He knew this time wouldn't be as slow or gentle as their first, but this part, Shishido felt, should always be slow and careful.
Meeting Shishido’s eyes, he smiled encouragingly and nodded. He tried watching Shishido, biting back a chuckle at the struggle that slick fingers seemed to cause while trying to remain calm as he could about this. Settling back as he was slowly pushed into, he hissed in a sharp breath and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to keep as relaxed as he could as he felt Ryou push into him inch by inch.
Finally pushed all the way in, Shishido leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Ohtori's chest right above his heart, his wings fanning over them to create their own world. "C-can I move?" Shishido asked, his voice strained with trying to keep still and not just buck his hips back and forth in pleasure. Ohtori's needs came first.
Smiling at the sweet gesture, he dared to open his deep brown hued eyes. He watched Shishido’s chest rapidly rising and falling, just like his was. Licking his lips, he caught his breath and moved slightly himself, testing things. “Yeah. I’ll be okay.” He reached down with shaking fingers and brushed some of the hair out of Shishido’s face, cupping his cheek affectionately.
Shishido nuzzled the large slightly calloused hand of his boyfriend as he shifted a bit, giving them a testing rock. When he saw no pain wash across Ohtori's face, he picked up his speed, the tempo building much faster than their first time. His pace was slightly frantic but stopped far short of being rough, Ohtori didn't have healing powers, and probably wanted to walk the next day. Turning his head he captured a couple of Ohtori's fingers in his mouth and kissed and teased them while his hips moved faster and faster. His whole body was shaking with coiled tension and he knew this frenzied pace couldn't last much longer.
Ohtori could feel his muscles working around the intrusion, tightening as he moved and making the sensations blow his mind. He couldn’t help but wriggle against the bedding a bit, moaning and letting his boyfriend know how much he was enjoying this. Even if he was sort of propped up at what he thought was a weird angle, and he could smell artificial grape flavouring mingling with their sweat. He shivered as his fingers were teased by that hot mouth, his erection rubbed between their hot bodies.
He wanted to wait, let his partner finish before him, but the sight of Ohtori's body all flush with desire for him and the feel of his boyfriend's erection rubbing against his stomach at each thrust in to his willing body. There was no way he was going be able to hold out. "Choutarou!" Shishido bit out as he was swept in to orgasm, his wings shaking above them as he sporadically bucked a few times. He swore he could see stars and as much as he wanted to enjoy it, he had to make sure Ohtori was taken care of.
Hearing his name and finding his boyfriend’s shaking hand wrapping around his arousal and fumbling a bit with the stroking, Ohtori whimpered and quietly choked out Shishido’s name on a gasp as he came, coating his stomach, before going limp onto the bedding, panting heavily. Using a small bit of his remaining energy, he brushed Shishido’s hair off of his glistening, sweaty cheek and smiled at him lovingly.
Feeling Ohtori come on to his hand, Shishido finally let himself fully relax and enjoy the moment, well after he tied off and tossed his condom and grabbed a couple tissues to wipe Ohtori up with still slightly trembling hands. "You were wonderful." He said, his voice husky and sated. He nuzzled Ohtori's hand again as he moved up a bit more along his boyfriend's body before settling down half on half beside him to cuddle.
Snuggling against the older teen, he sighed happily and nodded. “I love you.” He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, frowning slightly. “Even if we smell like grapes.” At least they could cuddle this time, and nothing was going to ruin this. Lazy fingers moved to rub Shishido’s back soothingly.
"Love you too." Shishido replied, almost feeling tired enough to sleep a couple hours despite the late time. "And the smell's not that bad. I'll always think of you when I smell it now though." He mumbled, letting Ohtori's petting of his back and wings lull him even closer to sleep. Feeling lethargic, he reached up with one hand and rubbed it gently across Ohtori's collarbone and neck, fingers tangling with the necklaces there before moving on. "Has your wish come true yet?" He asked distractedly just enjoying this moment of closeness and intimacy.
“I’ll be remembered by a fake grape scent?” He laughed a little, snuggling closer as he tried to rest. This time, he was happy and distracted, failing to notice the lack of electricity in his body, there was not enough left to be felt, but at least it didn’t affect his hearing. “Mmm?” Ohtori looked down at the silver chain and black cord thoughtfully. “I think it has…”
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Bored of the ball, Shishido and Ohtori fly back to the school in style, then have more awkward sex, completely with flavoured lube. Oh my.
Watching Misa and Shishido dance across the floor was something unusual for Ohtori to witness, but he couldn’t help but grin all the same. He shouldn’t have ever had a doubt Shishido was a graceful dancer, but seeing him dance with one of the Arais was fairly amusing. Avoiding the drinks, he settled off on the side and watched them. The ball had been fun so far, and aside from the surprising amount of obvious mutations paraded, he felt like an odd man out with his non-physical mutation. It made him smile all the more, tonight was just going wonderfully.
Straightening the jacket of his tux, he watched Sakaki-san talking to a few people. Across the room he could see Kaidoh-kun and what he could assume was a ‘close’ friend. It was good to know that he hadn’t done any serious lasting damage to his ex-boyfriend by being so cruel.
When the song ended, Shishido made a beeline for Ohtori, who thankfully was easy to spot anywhere in a crowd, with or without enhanced vision. It wasn't that dancing with Misa was horrible, just incredibly awkward. Misa was taller than him when 'she' was in 'her' heals and then he had never actually tried dancing with his wings before. He was just thankful that they provided a bit of extra balance whenever Misa had gotten a bit to in to the dancing.
Fanning out ruffled wings before folding them around him like a cloak, Shishido walked up to Ohtori and smiled. "Hey." He said simply, moving a bit closer to his boyfriend before sighing in relief. He didn't want to get dragged back out on to the dance floor, he felt like he was on display or something. Not that he should since he wasn't the only one with a clear mutation, but that didn't stop the feeling that people were watching him, and not just Ohtori.
Actually he found this whole night a bit disconcerting, the food was good, but he didn't exactly like being part of Sakaki's entourage. Not when it seemed as if he was just here to put on an act of good behaviour and smile. Shishido shifted his feet as he scanned the audience, spotting some people he knew but many he didn't and he was sure some people looked away as he looked at them. Maybe he was getting paranoid. He fidgeted with the hem of a specially made blue dress shirt, the jacket conveniently forgotten at home, as he finished scanning the hall.
Moving over a bit so he could put a soothing hand on Shishido’s arm, noting the ruffled wings, he smiled. “I didn’t know you could dance beyond our dorky dancing.” He grinned up at the standing teen and gave the room another quick looking over. “You don’t look happy to be here.” He was a little worried about the odd looks some of his old classmates from Ryuhana had been giving him, like he had no right to say hello to any of them. But he shook it off, figuring it had to do with his impromptu school transfer. “Are you bored?”
"You never asked, besides, not something I go around advertising." Shishido could just see Oshitari's face if he had proclaimed to the world that Shishido Ryou could ball room dance. Yeah right, he'd skip that torture now. Looking over at Ohtori, he decided that a bit of torture was okay if his dancing could get a smile from his boyfriend who had unsurprisingly been greeted with the cold shoulder by most of Ryuhana. "I'd be happier if I knew who these people were." He thought it was just going to be a ball between the two schools with a few other people… but the students were seriously outnumbered by professionals.
"Come on, let's get some food." Shishido grabbed Ohtori's arm and walked towards one of the tables laden with food. Cheese, grapes, mint chocolates, all of his favourite in one spot, it was great.
“It’s nice. It looked like Misa-chan had a lot of fun too.” He couldn’t help but tease his boyfriend just a bit. Looking at the people around them again, he had to agree. It looked like an awful lot of press and doctors to him. Frowning thoughtfully, he noted that they were all a good deal older than the students there. Oh well, Sakaki-san probably invited most of them, he seemed the sort that would make anything a media circus. His father had worked with a lot of people of the same nature.
”Food?” He made a small sound of surprise as he was grabbed onto and partly dragged toward the table. Looking at the spread, he grinned a bit. “Fine dining, Ryou style?” They had finger sandwiches though, and a mousse, So he wouldn’t complain about grabbing a treat.
"Choutarou…" Shishido half whined. At least Misa looked enough like a girl so that people outside of the Brotherhood probably wouldn't know that he had just been dancing with someone in drag. Hopefully. He decided it would just be better to turn his attention back to the food. And try to avoid choking as a shudder ran through him at his first name. The novelty still hadn't worn off and hearing 'Ryou' said in any tone from Choutarou's lips always made him want to kiss them. But he refrained and instead coughed around a badly swallowed grape as he drank down a cup full of water.
"Fine dining until I choke." Shishido teased, though his eyes were still watering a bit from his coughing fit. "And maybe I'll just have to go to more ritzy parties if this is what they serve." He'd never have to battle Oshitari for grapes again.
“You realize though there’d be a fight if she asked you to take her home.” Winking playfully, he chuckled to himself. He winced as his boyfriend started to cough and sputter, making a few of the other guests glance over. Blushing, Ohtori handed him a glass of water and patted his back. “Sorry- you really should try chewing the grapes, you know.” He smiled again when he was sure Shishido was ok. “Maybe. It might not be so bad.”
"Good, and you better win it." Shishido shot Ohtori a sly look and leaned in closer to whisper, "And cheat if you have to." He popped another grape in his mouth making a theatrical example of chewing it. Glancing over at the people around him, he gave a couple of them sharp glares before going back to the buffet table, grabbing a plate to pile things on to. As he worked his way around the table his wings flapped idly behind him and he still couldn't get the sense of being watched out of his mind. "Do you feel as if you're being stared at?" He asked starting to get annoyed at this whole night.
He nodded and smiled. “No worries, at least in practices I can hold my own with a clone or two.” But when Arai sent out meaner ones, or too many, he was doomed. Putting a few things on a plate and grabbed what he was certain was punch this time, he looked around again quickly, a slight frown in place. “Yes, a bit. I don’t know if it’s the fact this is about mutants- or how some people from my old school are acting. I’ve been trying to ignore it. Maybe we can leave after Sakaki-san does his speech?”
Shishido smiled and got some punch for himself, smelling it before taking a long sip with a hum. "Well I get why Ryuhana would be staring at us, but I keep catching people looking, it's creeping me out. This is supposed to be a friendly, mutant supporting type ball right? Cause it doesn't feel like that." He had a horrible thought of it all being a set up, but Sakaki wouldn't fall for something like that. But that didn't mean he wouldn't conceal the truth, what if everybody here wasn't a supporter of mutant rights. That thought made his wings ruffle, "Yeah, the sooner we leave the better." And for once it wasn't just because he wanted to be somewhere private to molest his boyfriend.
He was going to comment on Shishido at least knowing that much, but instead bit into a sandwich, chewing carefully and then taking a sip of the sweet punch. “I think it is. I was sure that was what they said when they mentioned some students from the Brotherhood were invited.” He watched Sakaki, who seemed too at ease with the entire situation, but his mind wandered back to what Blackguard had said about Magneto being like that. “I’m good to leave any time.”
"Yeah, the rainbow peace and love kiddies are throwing it, but who knows who Sakaki invited." Shishido said first pointing to the Ryuhana kids who had their booths set up around the hall and then over to Sakaki still mingling. Some of those people just made his skin crawl, but it could just be the paranoia of having his wings out on display in such a public place especially after what had happened to some of his friends.
"How soon do you think a winged man and a tall silver haired guy can sneak out without being noticed?" Shishido asked eyeing the doors as he ate some cheese and crackers off his plate.
“True…That worries me a bit.” They were easy targets, and knowing Sakaki and Ryuhana, it was advertised. He almost wanted to say they should stay and keep a watch out for possible trouble, but then again, he wasn’t sure that they wouldn’t make things worse.
”Claim you need to stretch your wings, and I’m keeping you company?” Taking a grape from Shishido’s plate, he smiled and chewed it, eyeing the exits with a raised brow. It was a bit claustrophobic in there.
"Grape thief." Shishido said as Ohtori snatched a grape, "I should take it back from you." He teased and then realised that that's probably why Oshitari enjoyed sharing grapes so much with Kamio. Maybe the blush wouldn't be that noticeable. "And why don't I just grab a plate to go and then we can go stretch." With that, Shishido handed Ohtori his half full plate and started filling up a fresh one, wings only slightly twitching as he worked his way around.
Juggling the plate he was given, his own plate and his drink, Ohtori grinned slightly. “You don’t want it back, I already swallowed it.” It was juvenile, he knew. Noticing the blush, he glanced at the older teen and freed a hand to touch his forehead. “Are you okay? You look feverish. Maybe some fresh air would be a good idea.”
Shishido just blushed a bit more at that, "Uh.. yeah…" He muttered out around a chocolate dessert. Feeling the hand, Shishido blinked up at Ohtori and felt like an idiot. But instead of saying he was fine and damning himself to explain his dirty thoughts he reached out and grabbed his plate back that was teetering dangerously in Ohtori's other hand. "Hey watch out for my food, and yeah… let's get out of here." He tossed a couple more things on his plate and then started walking towards the nearest exit.
“Oops, sorry.” Ohtori turned and threw out his punch cup before nodding in agreement and followed Shishido, stopping long enough to explain to a classmate that Shishido needed some air and to stretch out. No sense in getting them in trouble with Sakaki-san, and they would be getting air and exercise, just elsewhere. Finally escaping the stuffy halls, he looked at their surroundings, just happy to be away from the intimidating staring going on. “Where to?”
"Anywhere." Shishido said before handing Ohtori one of his plates again so he could eat the treats on the other. He was a growing boy with a high metabolism; it was nice to be able to eat yummy food as much as he wanted. "Somewhere private? Still feel like I'm being watched." And he just remembered he didn't bring his bindings with him since they drove over from the Brotherhood in a car provided by Sakaki and was told he wouldn't need them. "Shit… I can't go out… I don't have my stuff, we'll get beat up." Or worse.
“Someplace private might be nice. It’s a nice suit, but sort of stuffy…” Watching Shishido’s face drop, Ohtori winced slightly. They didn’t have anything they could use at all. “M-maybe I can carry the plates and you can fly there. I can meet you back at the school?” He didn’t want to stick around all night, too many people made him nervous when he wasn’t playing baseball. There had to be a logical solution. “Or we can hide out around here until it’s time to leave.”
"Maybe we can find someplace secluded here while I eat and then I can try flying you back?" Shishido offered. It was a fairly long flight, but he'd been training flying with weights and as long as Ohtori kept a tight hold of him it should be okay. It would just look a bit funny, but if it got them home he wouldn't complain.
“Wait…fly me? Are you sure? I’m pretty heavy.” He poked at Shishido’s side a bit and frowned, “and a lot bigger than you are. I don’t want you getting hurt.” He took back his plate and took a few bites, fretting over that: getting air sickness, being possibly afraid of heights, and low flying aircrafts.
Shishido shrugged and his wings moved with him, "Why not? I've carried you before… not that far, but I've been practicing and once we get past the main city we can walk a bit." He offered working his way through his food. "And while I know I can't carry you, my wings can. You just have to hold on tight to me."
“Alright. I trust you.” He just hoped this was another case where his trust was well deserved. Working on his own plate, he smiled and stole another grape quickly, more because it was cute to watch Shishido blush instead of the reverse. “I can hold on, gladly. But- when we get home, can we dance?”
"Great!" Shishido said giving Ohtori a brilliant smile. Witnessing another grape disappeared behind lush lips, Shishido's wings ruffled slightly but he was pretty sure he didn't blush too badly. He focused back on his food instead. "Want to dork dance again?"
Ohtori grinned and elbowed him gently. “You’re blushing about something. Plan on sharing?” Going back to eating as well, he glanced up and tilted his head. “No, I was wondering if we could dance like you did out there.” It was his turn to blush now.
Well yeah, Shishido planned on sharing, that was what was making him blush. "Maybe later, want to hear more about this dancing you want." He said hoping to distract Ohtori long enough until he worked up the nerve to lean over and share a grape with his boyfriend. "It's just the same thing over and over… nothing that great." He leaned closer to Ohtori, fanning a wing out to wrap around him slightly. "but I'd rather dance with you than Misa."
“It’s just it looked really nice,” he blushed and chewed his lower lip, leaning closer. “I was a little jealous watching you…to be honest. I know it was nothing- made it even worse.” He leaned gently into the wing and smiled shyly, feeling like the world’s biggest dork. “Being held close like that, and everything. I guess I’m a bit of a romantic deep down, or something.”
Shishido smiled at that, it was always nice to hear that you were appreciated, "Promise not to step on my toes?" He asked, while wondering who would lead. They were both guys, but since Ohtori was taller, he'd probably default to the girl position. Oh well, it wouldn't be that bad if it was for Ohtori, his boyfriend wouldn't tease him too badly.
“I’m not the most graceful thing on two feet, you know.” He snuggled into the soft feathers and sighed, deciding he had best not eat too much just to be safe. “But I can promise I’ll try not to step on them.” Maybe they’d be lucky and tonight could end on a really good note.
"We'll take our shoes off then." Shishido said finishing off his first plate of food. He looked at the other and after popping a cheese block in his mouth decided he could live without the rest. "Come on, gotta make sure Cinderella's home before her ride turns in to a pumpkin." He stood and held out a hand to Ohtori as he flapped and stretched his wings.
“So we have to pick her up too?” Ohtori grinned, he was not going to let himself be called a princess, just no. Tossing the plates in a trash bin, he nodded and gave his hand to Shishido, watching his wings rise and fall, his suit blowing around a bit at the small breeze the flapping was causing. “If you get tired or something, let me know, okay?”
"Well if you don't mind… I hear she's crazy in bed." Shishido teased wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. "Hold on tight, and if I get tired we'll just stop for a break." He was in no hurry to get home, half the fun of the night would just be having Ohtori hold on to him tight as he flew with him.
“So mean.” Ohtori gave him a quick peck on the lips before wrapping his arms tightly around Shishido’s smaller frame and resting his cheek against his lover’s hair, smiling. “Sounds good.” He could hold on all night like that, and was tempted to do just so.
"Just keeping you on your toes." Shishido said before pushing off the ground. It was a bit of a rough start, getting the momentum going from his wings, but once he was up a few feet from the ground he gave his wings another hard flap and pushed up a few feet more and was flying more regularly. "You okay?" He asked, dropping his boyfriend would really put a damper on rest of their night.
Making a small, nervous peeping sound, he clung a bit tighter and closed his eyes as they lifted off, feeling his feet leave the ground. It was an odd feeling like he was rising and sinking at the same time. Finally daring to open his eyes when things were less shaky, he glanced at his boyfriend and smiled. “Fine, you?” He’d hate to be dropped from any height, but as they rose a bit more, it seemed worse.
"Good." Shishido said focusing on moving his wings and not how Ohtori was clinging to him. "And don't look down if you're going to freak." He didn't think he could deal with that and keep them moving at a decent speed towards home. "Besides, you trust me right?" He flew a bit higher as he headed over a more populated area.
“Sounds like a good plan then.” He closed his eyes again and pretended they were just snuggling in their warm bed, with both comforters in Shishido’s quasi-nest. Yes, that was pleasant enough. Even if he could feel them rising, it wasn’t so bad. Shishido’s clothing was soft, and he smelled nice. “With my life.”
Shishido smiled at that but kept his focus on flying, they'd already managed to fly a couple blocks and his wings weren't feeling any strain yet. If he wanted proof that the nazi like drills with weights he was being forced to do was working, this was it. "Just hold on tight. We just have to go a bit farther." Well that was a bit of an understatement, but it wouldn't be long before they'd be at a safe area to land and walk the last bit.
He had no problem with that. Hugging him, Ohtori continued to happily think of the scenery in his room, he had the blankets still in there from last night, so odds are that was where they’d go. “Let me know when we land?” He wanted to look, he finally decided he could. Opening his eyes and looking around, his breath caught in his throat. It was so beautiful up there above everyone else.
"You okay?" Shishido asked at the gasp, wishing he could breathe as easily. Ohtori really needed to loosen his grip just a bit, but Shishido would rather suffocate than have his boyfriend fall, so he wasn't going to complain. He was worried about what caused that out burst though.
“Yeah- just enjoying the view…” He was absolutely fixated on how everything looked from above. And they were already getting closer to the school, he relaxed his death grip a bit more, licking his lips and feeling a bit cuddlier, maybe it was the adrenaline catching up? “I can see the school ahead.”
Shishido nodded and took a nice deep breath as Ohtori's grip was loosened. "I'll share this with you whenever you want." He offered. Not only would it be nice to share his gift with his boyfriend, but he could also use it to train. "I'll start landing soon. We can walk up the back way and then I'll just fly us over the gate." Shishido explained, his wings starting to feel the fatigue of the extra weight.
“Sounds good.” Soon they were over the gate and walking into the school, Ohtori holding Shishido’s hand in the practically empty hallways. They were on their floor after a bit, and Ohtori found himself biting his lips and glancing towards his door. “I bet your wings are tired, did you want me to rub them down a bit for you?”
"I thought we were gonna dance." Shishido teased bumping lightly against Ohtori as they walked towards the electrical mutant's room. "The wings are a bit sore, but they can wait." He walked in to his boyfriend's room and past a mirror that he paused at to fix his hair and outfit. Habit he blamed completely on his mutation and Atobe.
“If you want to.” He still did, but if Shishido was sore, he couldn’t enjoy it. Ohtori sat on the bed and pulled off his shoes, trying to battle the urge to leave his socks on, he surrendered and took them off. For some reason, wearing his socks seemed to drive Shishido nuts. Leaning forward, he watched Shishido fix his clothing and hair again. “Even windblown, you look great.”
"You're biased." Shishido said toeing off his shoes before pulling off his socks. "And put some music on. I can't end the night dancing with some Arai clone." He tossed his shoes and socks aside and flapped his wings once before folding them around himself. They hurt a bit, but more like an overworked muscle than any real pain.
“Even one in a pretty blue dress?” Ohtori smiled and slowly stood up, moving to his computer and putting on a nice, slow song they could try and dance to. Hearing the music, he moved to his boyfriend and smiled encouragingly while taking his hands and gently pulling him closer, starting to lead the dance and just hoping he had it right.
"Especially one in a blue dress." Shishido retorted, letting Ohtori pull him in to the song. It was weird being led, but in his gym classes there had been more guys than girls sometimes, and since he was a bit short he got stuck acting the girl. He got sent to detention for slugging someone who said he was gay back then. Times had certainly changed.
"Don't be so stiff Choutarou. You're dancing with your lover, not your teacher." Shishido chastised, pressing closer to Ohtori and humming along lightly with the music. At least his feet hadn't been stepped on yet.
“It looked alright on him.” Ohtori chuckled, trying his best not to step on Shishido’s feet or trip over his own, or lose the beat. Moving closer, he smiled. “Sorry, Ryou…It’s hard to dance with someone so good looking, all of my teachers back in school were…well, old women.” He relaxed with the humming and tried a bit more to just relax and enjoy feeling Shishido against him. His hands moved a bit, one grasping his lover’s and the other resting in the curve of his lower back beneath the wings.
Shishido just rolled his eyes at that; he was not going to talk about Arai and his clones when he was in Ohtori's arms. "You're good looking too." Handsome and muscular is how he'd describe Ohtori while he was beautiful and sharp angles. It was a nice contrast. Resting his head against the other's shoulder, he let himself be led, it wasn't a fancy dance now, just them swaying and making small steps to the music.
Soon the song wound down and the music stopped. Ohtori smiled a little and leaned down to kiss Shishido. “Thanks for the dance. I’ll get some practice some time and really wow you.” That would be a fun challenge for him, maybe he could take a ballroom dancing class while his boyfriend slept. “Are you staying over tonight, Ryou?”
"It was perfect to me already." Shishido said with a bit of a lopsided grin, still pressed close to Ohtori. "Are you inviting me to stay Choutarou?" He asked, his blood already pumping fast at the promise Ohtori's words carried.
Blushing, he quickly looked away and wondered why he always acted like such a virgin. “Yes- I am. I’d love for you to stay the night, please.” And just in case, he had gone shopping for the necessities, so this was no problem, though he could be content just snuggling as well. “You already have pajamas and your blanket here anyway.”
"Well, if my blanket's here, I'll just have to stay." Shishido leaned up and kissed Ohtori, humming the song they had danced to. He'd have to leave to get food and probably his school books, but he could leave everything else for tomorrow. Spending time in bed with Ohtori, even if he was sleeping was more important some times.
Slowly, Shishido backed them up towards the bed, undoing Ohtori's shirt as he went. "I love you Choutarou." He kissed him again but then pulled back and looked up at his boyfriend. "Before we get too into this… did you pick up some condoms?"
Using the blanket as leverage, how shameful, he grinned sheepishly and snuggled the older teen, eagerly kissing him as he was pressed backwards, talented fingers working the fabric off of him and revealing bare flesh to the cool room.
“I love you, Ryou.” Stopping as the back of his knees hit the mattress, he nodded and blushed sharply. “The other stuff too…it’s in my desk…” He nodded toward his table and licked his lips.
"Wow, you really went out and got some?" Shishido asked leaving his half dressed boyfriend on the bed as he went to the desk. He'd bought condoms before, but to go out and buy condoms and lube took some guts, he hadn't even done that yet. He smirked as he opened the desk drawer and spotted them tucked in the back corner, half hidden under other stuff. Grabbing what he needed, Shishido turned back to the bed, stripping off his clothes as he went.
This time was going to be great and nothing was going to stop and just to make sure he made a quick detour to lock the door. Tossing the lube and condom back on to the bed, Shishido crawled on to it and quickly began stripping Ohtori of rest of his clothes. He wanted this, and he wanted his post sex cuddles just as much too. This time was going to be everything their first time wasn't.
“Sort of…” He’d gone in disguise, oversized sunglasses, a hat and trench coat…but technically, he went and bought what was needed. Sitting on the bed and watching, he carefully removed his undone shirt and tossed it carefully onto the nearby couch, watching Shishido rummage in his desk, a blush in place. He did what he had to, so he couldn’t feel too embarrassed. But he couldn’t tear his gaze away from his slowly stripping boyfriend returning to him.
Ohtori stifled a laugh as Shishido locked the door, they’d learned from last time that sex could be interrupted, but should not be. Helping Shishido undress him, he kissed him several times, barely stopping to breathe, “love you, Ryou.”
"I love you too." Shishido said, the kisses not helping in him his task of stripping his boyfriend. Not that he wanted them to stop, and when he finally pulled off the last piece of clothing between them, he pressed his naked body against Ohtori's and kissed him properly. "Love you now and forever." He swore before working on kissing Ohtori senseless again, "Rock or not." He teased panting for air and diving in for another kiss. He just couldn't get enough, and he couldn't imagine himself ever getting tired of kissing, touching and loving his boyfriend.
Laying in bed naked with his lover was one of the best feelings ever. Sighing happily into the tender kisses, he leaned forward, his rapidly growing arousal press against Shishido and make itself known. He’d never understand how someone could cause the response in him just like that. Sealing his lips over Shishido’s firmly, he moaned out his pleasure as his fingers moved to rub up and down his boyfriend’s toned arms and down his back to where feather and flesh met.
"Cho-Choutarou!" Shishido gasped and chastised at once when the overly sensitive part of his wings were touched. Ohtori knew exactly what that did to him, and with a light growl and flap of his wings, he moved down the body he was pressed against, kissing and biting all the skin he could as he went. He as turned on so much already and as he nipped at Ohtori's hipbone it was clear that Ohtori was too. Maybe they could skip a bit of the foreplay then. That thought in mind he started the careful process of distracting and preparing his lover.
"Is this flavoured?" Shishido asked as he poured some lubricant on to his fingers. It smelled like… grape?
He couldn’t resist a grin at the light scolding before rolling his head back and arching his spine in a quiet moan as teeth, lips and tongue teased their way down. When his lover got dangerously close to his arousal, he squeezed his eyes shut and released a quiet whimper. This time would have to be a bit more hurried, he had no endurance for this sort of thing.
Then he heard something he never expected from his boyfriend. Sitting up, he blinked slowly at the tube. It was purple…”I uhm- sort of just found the lubes and grabbed the first one…”
Shishido knew it wasn't the time or the place to be laughing, but he let out a chuckle anyway. If he couldn't laugh with his lover about this, who could he do it with? Taking another sniff of it, he rubbed his fingers along Ohtori's erection and then took a long daring lick. "Taste's like grape." He took another long lick, enjoying the sweet artificial taste and Ohtori's reaction. "It's fun." And with a big grin he kept licking up the remaining grape flavoured lube as his fingers started preparing Ohtori as quickly as possible.
Ohtori was beet red, but he was laughing a bit as well. It was a fairly humorous mistake, even if it was incredibly dorky. Shivering as Shishido stroked his erection, he was not prepared for the languid taste test he was a part of just then. His arms shook with effort and he soon found himself laying back again, shuddering at the intense sensations. He reached down to pet Shishido’s hair gently, his other hand fisting in their comforters. “Ah- I can’t…I-It’s okay. You can do it now.” He spread his legs a bit more, trying to still his quivering thighs.
"You sure?" Shishido asked, letting up on Ohtori's arousal, one hand rubbing soft circles on the inside of his left thigh while his other still worked inside of him. Looking at Ohtori, Shishido knew his boyfriend wouldn't last that much longer if they continued what they were doing. So with a nod, he tore open the condom wrapper, with only slight difficult due to lube covered fingers, and then rolled it down his own arousal. He refrained from commenting on the fact that it was glow in the dark. "Alright, just relax for me." He said, giving Ohtori one more moment to relax or say no before pressing in as slowly as he could. He knew this time wouldn't be as slow or gentle as their first, but this part, Shishido felt, should always be slow and careful.
Meeting Shishido’s eyes, he smiled encouragingly and nodded. He tried watching Shishido, biting back a chuckle at the struggle that slick fingers seemed to cause while trying to remain calm as he could about this. Settling back as he was slowly pushed into, he hissed in a sharp breath and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to keep as relaxed as he could as he felt Ryou push into him inch by inch.
Finally pushed all the way in, Shishido leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Ohtori's chest right above his heart, his wings fanning over them to create their own world. "C-can I move?" Shishido asked, his voice strained with trying to keep still and not just buck his hips back and forth in pleasure. Ohtori's needs came first.
Smiling at the sweet gesture, he dared to open his deep brown hued eyes. He watched Shishido’s chest rapidly rising and falling, just like his was. Licking his lips, he caught his breath and moved slightly himself, testing things. “Yeah. I’ll be okay.” He reached down with shaking fingers and brushed some of the hair out of Shishido’s face, cupping his cheek affectionately.
Shishido nuzzled the large slightly calloused hand of his boyfriend as he shifted a bit, giving them a testing rock. When he saw no pain wash across Ohtori's face, he picked up his speed, the tempo building much faster than their first time. His pace was slightly frantic but stopped far short of being rough, Ohtori didn't have healing powers, and probably wanted to walk the next day. Turning his head he captured a couple of Ohtori's fingers in his mouth and kissed and teased them while his hips moved faster and faster. His whole body was shaking with coiled tension and he knew this frenzied pace couldn't last much longer.
Ohtori could feel his muscles working around the intrusion, tightening as he moved and making the sensations blow his mind. He couldn’t help but wriggle against the bedding a bit, moaning and letting his boyfriend know how much he was enjoying this. Even if he was sort of propped up at what he thought was a weird angle, and he could smell artificial grape flavouring mingling with their sweat. He shivered as his fingers were teased by that hot mouth, his erection rubbed between their hot bodies.
He wanted to wait, let his partner finish before him, but the sight of Ohtori's body all flush with desire for him and the feel of his boyfriend's erection rubbing against his stomach at each thrust in to his willing body. There was no way he was going be able to hold out. "Choutarou!" Shishido bit out as he was swept in to orgasm, his wings shaking above them as he sporadically bucked a few times. He swore he could see stars and as much as he wanted to enjoy it, he had to make sure Ohtori was taken care of.
Hearing his name and finding his boyfriend’s shaking hand wrapping around his arousal and fumbling a bit with the stroking, Ohtori whimpered and quietly choked out Shishido’s name on a gasp as he came, coating his stomach, before going limp onto the bedding, panting heavily. Using a small bit of his remaining energy, he brushed Shishido’s hair off of his glistening, sweaty cheek and smiled at him lovingly.
Feeling Ohtori come on to his hand, Shishido finally let himself fully relax and enjoy the moment, well after he tied off and tossed his condom and grabbed a couple tissues to wipe Ohtori up with still slightly trembling hands. "You were wonderful." He said, his voice husky and sated. He nuzzled Ohtori's hand again as he moved up a bit more along his boyfriend's body before settling down half on half beside him to cuddle.
Snuggling against the older teen, he sighed happily and nodded. “I love you.” He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, frowning slightly. “Even if we smell like grapes.” At least they could cuddle this time, and nothing was going to ruin this. Lazy fingers moved to rub Shishido’s back soothingly.
"Love you too." Shishido replied, almost feeling tired enough to sleep a couple hours despite the late time. "And the smell's not that bad. I'll always think of you when I smell it now though." He mumbled, letting Ohtori's petting of his back and wings lull him even closer to sleep. Feeling lethargic, he reached up with one hand and rubbed it gently across Ohtori's collarbone and neck, fingers tangling with the necklaces there before moving on. "Has your wish come true yet?" He asked distractedly just enjoying this moment of closeness and intimacy.
“I’ll be remembered by a fake grape scent?” He laughed a little, snuggling closer as he tried to rest. This time, he was happy and distracted, failing to notice the lack of electricity in his body, there was not enough left to be felt, but at least it didn’t affect his hearing. “Mmm?” Ohtori looked down at the silver chain and black cord thoughtfully. “I think it has…”
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