Animals
by Aimless
It started out innocuously enough. A flash of honey blond and fiery red across a crowded dance floor. A familiar smirking laugh and smoke roughened baritone. Then emerald green eyes locked onto sapphire blue. Tense glares and scattered emotions as the two warred silently across the dance floor.
Each wondering if a fight was immanent.
Then one simple suggestion planted in one blond assassin’s head broke the stalemate.
{Wanna dance Kudoh?}
“Fuck yeah.”
They connected on that dance floor. As their sweat slick bodies gyrated and pulsed with the pounding techno music. Each was looking for their own form of oblivion. From their fucked up lives and criticizing team mates. To get lost in the haze of cigarette smoke and booze. Drink after drink passed their lips as Yohji and Schuldig pressed closer and closer on that strobing square of heaving bodies. Groin to groin and hands griping each others asses as the assassins tried to forget that tomorrow it was back to the self imposed bondage of their chosen lives.
It was inevitable really that they would end up in a nearby rent by the hour dive. Skin to skin as Schu thrust into Yohji’s willing body. It was only after they were rocked by their mind numbing orgasms that they decided not to meet again. It was simply too dangerous. But that type of danger could be addicting and the very next weekend found Yohji back at the same club looking for that wealth of red-gold hair and cynical smirk.
He did not have to wait long before Schu joined him once more on the dance floor. They let the pulsing beat and the heat of each other’s bodies soothe the numbness lurking inside.
Now three months later Yohji and Schuldig were taking any opportunity to sneak off and lose themselves in each other’s bodies.
“I, I'm driving black on black
Just got my license back
I got this feeling in my veins this train is coming off the track
I'll ask polite if the devil needs a ride
Because the angel on my right ain't hanging out with me tonight
I'm driving past your house while you were sneaking out
I got the car door opened up so you can jump in on the run
Your mom don't know that you were missing
She'd be pissed if she could see the parts of you that I've been kissing
Screamin'”
Fucking Crawford the nerve of him taking my license for a month. Schu thought as he roared down the highway. One god damned mistake and he was grounded like a little boy.
Well he was free now and craving a different sort of addiction than the cigarette clamped between his lips. This addiction had blond hair and a talented mouth. When he got within a block of the Koneko he sent out a “mental hand.” Schu chuckled a bit at how fast it was grasped.
{You want to come out with me for a while?} Schu sent as he parked in a nearby alley.
{God yes! If I have to spent one more minute with Aya and Omi lecturing me on my smoking and drinking someone is going to get punched.} Yohji gratefully replied.
{I’ll swing by and get you. Go out the front and start walking towards the school.} Schu gunned the motor and peeled out of the alley.
Yohji got up from the table where he was trying to put together a floral arrangement for one of the parasitic school girls that made it their hobby to cling to him.
Aya looked up at him and frowned. “Where are you going? We have a lot of work to do.”
Yohji grit his teeth. There was that disdainful, disapproving tone again.
“I need a smoke.”
“Another one Yohji-kun? You just had a cigarette. You know lung cancer is a pretty serious side effect. I was looking on the internet and…” Yohji’s harsh laughter cut Omi off mid sentence.
“Oh give me a fucking break. Like I’m going to live long enough to get cancer. I need out of here before I go nuts. You’re not my mother Omi so quit acting like one. I might be back later.” Yohji left the shop without a backward glance and slammed the door after him.
He did not see the hurt expression on Omi’s face nor Ken placing his arm around the worried teen.
Yohji walked as fast as he could in the direction of the school that disgorged hordes of fan girls every afternoon waiting to hear the familiar thrum of Schu’s sports car.
“No, we're never gonna quit
Ain't nothing wrong with it
Just acting like we're animals
No, no matter where we go
'Cause everybody knows
We're just a couple of animals
So come on baby, get in
Get in, just get in
Check out the trouble we're in…”
Yohji did not even have to turn to know who was in the car that pulled up along side him He vaulted over the door with practiced ease and settled himself into the embrace of the Italian leather seats. As Schu roared off down the street with no regard for traffic laws. He ran his fingers through his tawny locks and leaned back with a sigh.
“Tough day babe?” Schu asked as he turned onto the freeway.
“The worst. Aya and Omi were harping on me worse that some over protective parents. How about you?” Yohji closed his eyes and let the cool afternoon air wash over his skin.
“Crawford was being a prick. I left without telling him when he went out for a meeting. I’ll probable catch hell for it later.” Schu smoothly maneuvered the car onto the busy highway.
“Still haven’t managed to get into his pants huh?” Yohji snickered as he lit one of his cancer sticks and inhaled blissfully.
“No but then I could say the same about you. Aya is fucking gorgeous but man is he cold.” Schu plucked the cigarette from between Yohji’s lips and took a deep drag.
“There’s no room for me to fuck him with that stick up his ass. But still a guy can dream.” Yohji grinned.
With Schu he could say what ever the hell he wanted and not be judged. Because it was impossible to hide anything from the telepath. It was a sense of freedom that Yohji found exhilarating. Nothing shocked the red head and they had similar backgrounds. It did not matter what side you were on… an assassin was still a murderer. Unable to resist Yohji reached out and ran his hand up the inside of Schu’s thigh. Up his hand moved till he cupped the waiting warmth and pressed slightly. He leaned over and licked Schu’s ear.
“I want you to fuck me. Right here in this car till I come all over these expensive seats.” The blond whispered and bit sharply on the tender lobe.
“You're beside me on the seat
Got your hand between my knees
And you control how fast we go by just how hard you wanna squeeze
It's hard to steer when you're breathing in my ear
But I got both hands on the wheel while you got both hands on my gears
By now, no doubt that we were heading south
I guess nobody ever taught him not to speak with a full mouth
'Cause this was it, like flicking on a switch
It felt so good I almost drove into the ditch
I'm screamin'”
Schu bit his lip and it took all his concentration to keep the car on the road. After one particularly forceful grope he nearly slid off the road.
“Damnit Kudoh are you trying to kill us?” Schu was not really upset since it felt so damned good. He needed a place to pull off the road and took the first exit he saw. He started to pant as Yohji unfastened his jeans and slid his hand inside.
“If you wreck Schu you can’t fuck me so find a place now.” Yohji’s other hand had been busy rubbing and stroking the front of his own button flys and he was hard as a rock and wanted the red head deep inside him when he came.
Schu looked frantically for a place to park. He nearly screamed when Yohji pulled his dick from the confines of his pants and bent way over to take the tip in his mouth.
He spotted a gas station that had closed down and turned sharply into the parking lot and pulled around back. Perfect the place was totally deserted. Schu hit the brakes and put the car in park before throwing his head back against the seat.
Yohji slowly lowered his mouth till he had taken the telepath in to the hilt. Schu threaded his fingers in that wealth of sun kissed wavy hair as Yohji bobbed his head over Schu’s achingly stiff cock.
“God baby you sure know how to give head. Yes… like that. God yes.” Schu chanted as he thrust his hips into that moist cavern.
It was inevitable though the effect the blond’s mouth was having on him and he’d much rather fuck Yohji senseless. He tugged on the silken hair in his fists and Yohji raised his head. His lips were wet and glistening and he grinned up at his lover.
“Up you go Kudoh cause I really need to fuck you now.” As soon as Yohji sat up Schu fastened his lips onto the blond’s and enjoyed the salty tang as he tangled his tongue with his lover.
Schu’s hands reached around the blond to cup his ass and squeezed hard. Yohji yelped into his mouth and nipped his lip as a thank you for being a bit rough. They broke apart gasping a moment later as their groins brushed against each other.
“How do you want me?” Yoji gasped.
“Strip off your pants and kneel in the seat facing the back.” Schu watched hungrily as Yohji squirmed a bit to get his pants and boxers off. Then he knelt in the seat as directed. The sight of his ass tipped lightly upward made Schu moan in anticipation.
Yohji leaned forward glad that this was a convertible because he was not that much of a contortionist. He took a deep breath as he felt a hand stroke the smooth skin of his ass and trace the cleft. The light caress only served to enflame him more.
Schu reached into the glove box and retrieved the tube of lube he started keeping there after he met the blond assassin. He squirted a generous amount onto his fingers and glided them along that crease to the hidden pucker that marked the entrance to Yohji’s body.
There was just enough room for Schu to squeeze in behind the kneeling assassin. Yohji gripped the seat back as the telepath slid two fingers deep inside. He relished the slight burning intrusion and rubbed his groin against the expensive leather upholstery. Yohji was too horny to wait very long and pressed back eagerly onto the seeking fingers. He groaned loudly as they brushed against that spot that made his bones turn to jelly.
“Now Schu! Fuck me now! God I need it so bad. I need you deep in me. Fuck me… fuck me hard.” Yohji panted.
“Your wish is my command babe.” The red head slowly removed his slick fingers and used more of the lube on his rock hard cock. He thoroughly coated his member and grabbed Yohji’s hips. He bent forward and bit at the blond’s neck. “Ready? You asked for it. I’m going to pin you to the seat and fuck you hard.”
“Do it!” Yohji hissed impatiently.
He cried out when Schu slowly sank inside. He was no where near stretched enough but it was a welcome pain. A kind of a penance for the life he led. Yohji wanted to be used. He wanted to make the connection with someone who was just like him.
Schuldig gripped the blond’s hips tight enough to bruise as he was enveloped in Yohji’s velvet sheath. He groaned appreciatively at the tightness of the passage and the overwhelming heat as he sank inside.
“So tight. So fucking tight Kudoh. Gods you feel so damned good.” Schu paused to savor the moment when at last he was fully inside the blond.
Yohji was having none of it though. He wanted to be fucked and he wanted to be fucked right now.
“Move Damnit! What are you waiting for an invitation?” Yohji pressed back hard as his hand snaked down between his body and the seat to fist his own cock. Spreading the pre-cum with his thumb he stroked up and down his rigid length. But it was not nearly enough… he needed the red head to fucking move.
Schu managed a smirk before he pulled nearly all the way out before slamming home again.
“Yes! Schu yes! Harder! Fuck me… do it!” Yohji could not contain his moans as the red head did as he asked.
Groin to ass Schu plunged into Yohji’s slippery depths till they were both gasping for air. Over and over he thrust into the bent over blond as Yohji’s hand sped up stroking himself. The angle of the telepath’s thrusts hit his prostate dead on and he was sobbing for breath under the onslaught. Sweat dripped off of his face and he shuddered as an inferno built within him.
“Gonna… gonna come. Yes… yes fuck me. Faster please Schu. Ah… there right there. Ah God… fucking god…Yes!” With a hoarse cry Yohji pulsed hot and wet. True to his word the blond spilt his hot seed over his clenched fist and onto the expensive leather seat.
Muscles quivered and clamped down on Schu hard. He pressed deeply inside and joined Yohji in a truly mind blowing orgasm. He continued to thrust shallowly as he bathed that tight passage with his milky essence. He collapsed against Yohji’s back as he gasped for air.
Finally spent he slipped free of his lover and flopped over into the driver’s seat. His heaving chest testament to the intensity of the moment. Not one to really cuddle he handed Yohji a handful of paper napkins and nodded at the mess dripping down the tan leather.
“Gee you are so romantic Schu.” Yohji groused as he scrubbed at the mess.
“Hey you dirty the seats you clean it up.” With a shaking hand he lit two cigarettes and passed one to the blond. Then leaned his head back and closed his eyes.
Yohji took the offered smoke gratefully and slid down into the passenger seat. The blond was still naked from the waist down but he couldn't care less as his craving for after sex nicotine took precedence.
They smoked in silence for a moment before Yohji looked wearily over at his sworn enemy. “We really have got to stop doing this. Sooner or later they are going to find out.”
Schu cracked open one eye to stare at his lover. “Yeah I know.” He was silent for a moment more before adding. “So same time next week?”
“Yeah sure, why the hell not?” Yohji replied as he flicked the butt out of the car.
Schu tucked himself back into his pants as Yohji got dressed. Once the blond was settled back into the car the redhead gunned the engine and roared out of the deserted lot.
“So come on baby, get in
We're just a couple of animals
Get in, just get in
Ain't nothing wrong with it
Check out the trouble we're in
Get in, just get in…”