Itami wa Wasurette (ShoxDes)

[Sho Taru]

((Urgh! Crappy title. Sorry Ana-chan. If you have a suggestion i'll change it^w^))

Sapphire eyes watched in fascination as red slicked across the canvas. The brush dipped from his gentle pale fingers into a cup of water, then back to yellow-diluting the thick paint before adding to the Earth sunset. It captivated his gaze-a bright dab of light in the darkness of his downtown office. He'd just putup the sign for art lessons-to try and pull in some money to go on ehis next mate quest. He hadn't been to Jeskara in ages so he still didn't know if the beings would appreciate such skills but it was worht a shot.

Sho set his brush down and sighed at his work. The sunset gleamed with wetness, drying in the warmth of the lit room. He glanced outside, through the big bay windows overlooking the street. A tavern was just across the way-offering food and warm comfort. Maybe this place hadn't been the best of spots to set up a temporary shop-but it was the best he could do. It was cheap and the electricity came pre-paid.

Wiping hands on his apron Sho moved towards the door, opening it and stepping out. The night-it was always night- was warm, wrapping him in its fragrance as he rested against the brick wall. He let hands snake into his pockets-brushing dark hair from his face as his eyes adjusted-watching the many incubi and vampires that passed. Not one glanced towards him and it disappointed him. It was as if he were invisible and would stay that way. His parents hadn't even payed him any mind-even as a child.

Stretching he walked across the way to purchase a cup of earth coffee then returned back. He situated the painting in the window and set up another canvas. Anything to preoccupy him until something interesting came along.

[desmond]

Life never gave you what you wanted. If you didn’t fight to keep what you had, life would take it away. Nothing went how you thought it would and sometimes, life was a pain in the ass. Desmond had learned at a young age that life was unfair. The red haired boy was used to getting the short end of everything and always being miserable. Today, the boy was being taken to a club by his two older brothers, Victor and Vincent. Apparently, it was time he got rid of his virginity and learned what it meant to be an incubus. Now, his virginity was something Desmond didn’t want to discuss with anyone. The boy wasn’t exactly proud of the fact that even though he was fifteen and an incubus, he was still a virgin. The boy hadn’t even so much as gotten a kiss before. His brother Victor was known for prostitution and getting the best looking customers. The other incubus wasn’t very modest about what he did and sometimes Des was ashamed to be related to the other. Vincent was more discrete about it and only had sex with those he was dating. Now, Des wasn’t full incubus. He was also half Zercan and looked nothing like an incubus. He didn’t even feed off sexual energy, but it seems his brothers thought this was important. The boy had gone along with it, mostly out of boredom, and had dressed up to go clubbing.

Today, the red head was wearing tight shorts that barely covered anything and a short sleeved shirt colored blood red. His black trench coat matched the black shorts and his red knee high boots seemed to oddly fit him and give him a bit more height. At 5”5, Des could use all the height he could get. The boy wasn’t that tall and he was on the small side, so it was hard to think of him as a threat. Of course, Desmond could hold his own in a fight. The boy wasn’t scared easily and tended to lash out at people who annoyed him. He wasn’t much of a playboy and he wasn’t much of a conversation starter either. The boy walked with his siblings down the crowded street as they made their way towards the club. It wasn’t the type of place that allowed someone as young as Des, but he was sure his brothers would be able to convince the bouncer to let them in anyway. Life on this planet was all about corruption, that much was clear. Nothing was pure in a place like this.

As he walked past the many inhabitants of the planet, Des wondered when he could go somewhere else. This couldn’t be all he was going to get out of life. The boy wanted much more than this dull, boring routine. He was after fun and excitement. That was all the boy searched for at the moment. He wasn’t the type to look for deep, long relationships. He wasn’t after love. Things were never really about love and on this planet, the boy wasn’t even sure that feeling existed. He walked with his siblings into the club and scanned the crowd. Everyone was older, but not by that much. The make-up he had worn helped him look older and besides, he only needed someone to sleep with. This was what he had done to do after all. He was dead set on losing his virginity.

[Sho Taru]

It wasn't long until something interesting came along. In came in the form of his annoying younger brother. Caynon was nothing like Sho. A rowdy slip of a boy that dressed more feminiely than anything. He was a showy vampire-grew his hair to his waist and wore clothes that made Sho blush. Sure, the older vampire was by no means a virgin, yet he was very conservative about those he slept with. If they weren't there the next morning, or weren't interested in a lasting thing, until he found a mate, then they weren't worth Sho's time or attention.

That was why, when Cay suggested they go clubbing, Sho dug his heals in and downright refused. Of course, his whiny sibling woulnd't have it. He moaned and cried until he had Sho cleaning up and dressed into tight leather and a half buttoned black t-shirt with a chain belt. It was all very embarassing-yet Sho figured it would be good to relax. He hadn't kicked back and enjoyed a night out since leaving all those years ago. His clubbing clothes were too tight for his liking and left nothing to anyones discreet imagination. Self-conciously, he pulled on a jacket over his shirt and closed up shop, making his way with Cay towards a new club that had recently opened.

They were admitted easily, their vampire skin showing in the bright lights of the dance floor. Sho moved towards the bar while Cay disappeared into the crowd of incubi and visitors from other planets. It was best to stay away for now-until he was piss drunk or someone approached him. Maybe he could have a little fun but Sho-under no circumstances-planned on taking anyone home to his tiny apartment tonight. He had a student lined up for tomorrow and he'd be damned if he would be worn out to teach.

[desmond]

Even though it had been Victor’s idea, Desmond had no idea why he was going along with it. The plan was a simple one really. All Desmond had to do was find someone that struck his fancy and seduce them. Easy, right? Wrong! Desmond had never used his incubus abilities before and he wasn’t sure he knew how. He didn’t even look like an incubus and took after his Zercan father. He stood out in the crowd of dark haired people with his flaming red hair and peachy complexion. Still, he was determined to take his brother’s advice, even if the man was a complete whore. He was supposed to find someone that looked out of place in this environment. The best person to hook up with was someone who’d be gentle and wouldn’t treat him roughly, or so his brother had said. Such a person would lack confidence and would probably be alone. All Des had to do was find someone who wasn’t trying to hit on him. Des had to be the one hitting on the person and not the other way around. Someone that approached him would be too confident and dominant for his taste. He was supposed to find someone that would easily bend to his will and do as he said. So far all he’d met were perverted old men and drunken bastards. Because he was so young, Des had started lying about his age and telling everyone he was seventeen. No one had thought twice about the lie since he looked older when he was dressed up.

As the boy glanced around the club again, his gaze landed on an older man. In truth, this person didn’t stand out from anyone else in the crowd. He had dark hair and tight clothing, yet he could see there was more to the other than just that. The man seemed self conscious and full of doubts. He didn’t seem like the type that’d cheat on you and if he was wearing something else, he’d be the type of guy you’d bring home to meet your mother. All in all, he was the perfect target for Des. As the boy got closer, his heart began to pound harder and harder. It was like his heart was about to explode or something, even though that couldn’t be right. The boy felt a bit of heat rise to his cheeks and wondered what was wrong with him. He felt nervous all of a sudden and wondered where all his confidence had gone. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. He was the one that was supposed to do the seducing, not the other way around. This man hadn’t even said anything and he was already affecting Des. He noted that the other smelled really nice and couldn’t help but inhale the addicting scent. The teen wrapped his arms around the other’s neck and nuzzled the back of the other’s neck. The man was sitting at the bar all alone, so Des figured he hadn’t come with anyone.

He didn’t have a clear look of the other’s face since the man had his back to him, but he was sure the guy looked pretty good. Desmond wasn’t sure if he was being too bold, but he didn’t care. He gave the other’s ear a friendly lick and wondered if the other would respond. The man was definitely taller and bigger than he was, but he seemed like a nice guy, though you could never be too sure. Desmond couldn’t help but let his hands slide down the other’s chest. Ah yes, he was a nice guy indeed. The boy almost gave a giggle, but settled for a slight chuckle. He had never felt someone up before, but now he knew why perverts did it. It was fun indeed. Desmond had never been attracted to someone before, but this man had to be the exception. Even though he hadn’t looked the other over yet and hadn’t known him for more than three minutes at the most, he was already all over the guy. This was indeed strange behavior for him, but as he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he noted that he was getting a thumb’s up from his brother.

“Ne, take me home with you,” whispered the boy seductively into the man’s ear.

[Sho Taru]

Sho wasn't used to this-not at all. The music was forcing itself into his mind and driving him nuts with its constant beat that made the heated bodies thrash and wriggle on the dance floor. Had he been more outgoing like Cay, he would be out there. No, he was here, because he was Sho, and Sho just didn't get down and dirty with just anyone. He downed his third glass of Drek ale and sighed, letting the red stained glass tilt on it's sides, rocking it in his palm. He wondered how long he'd have to stay before he could slip out without his brother noticing.

He could feel eyes on him, had been feeling eyes on him all evening, but no one had yet approached him. That's why when he got the funny feeling in the bottom of his stomache and his heart began racing he decided it was time to go. Too much alcohol on his empty stomache was most likely making him sick-yeah...that's what it was. He was in the process of paying and starting to move out of his seat when the arms wrapped around his neck, a face nuzzling gently into him. It ignoited something inside that had him half scared, half excited. It was the feeling of coming home. The person-from what he could tell was small, thin, and very, very warm. His scent was euphoric-pure innocence in the club filled with lust. Sho wanted to turn, look at the face of this bold stranger. Instead he stayed perfectly still, leaning into it when the other licked at his ear. Not enough to warrant a moan but just enough to have dusky lashes falling against his cheeks.

And then one small hand was moving down his chest, feeling, touching. Sho stopped it in it's path, his hand connecting with the flesh of the others. A jolt of electric fire danced through his body-just with a touch-and it surprised a gasp out of him. That had never happened before-not with any of his conquests nor any of the people who had managed to wrest him into bed. No...this was different...this was...this was....A feeling lodged itself deep inside of him, making the vampire wonder if maybe, just maybe he had found his mate on this god forsaken planet ha had chosen to leave years earlier.

He shook that possibility out of his mind for now. "Ne, take me home with you," the boys mouth-he could tell it was a young boy from the lilt of his voice-was close to his ear, hot breath ghosting over it. It made Sho tremble with goosebumps, his heart now demanding to break from his ribs. Hadn't he promised himself something? Oh yes....to not take anyone home tonight, yet anymore of this teasing and he'd have to.

"You haven't seen my face yet and you're willing to let me have you?" He asked the question gently, his husky voice barely making it over the music. With that he turned in the others grasp, opening his knees so he didn't squish the other, bringing him closer than Sho had intended. Sapphire eyes clashed with light aqua and Sho gasped. The other was practically the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes on- a pert, upturned nose, red eyebrows streaking over his porcelain skin, and neat, firey red locks. There was even a blush to accompany it and Sho smiled endearingly. "What makes you think I would just take anybody home?" The other looked Incubus-he was too slender and feminine to be vampire, and maybe something else....cat like. Zercan maybe? A beautiful mix that caught Sho's breath in the back of his throat.

[desmond]

“You don’t want to take me home with you?” Pouted the boy. “Whyyy? I already know you like me. I can sense your sexual attraction towards me. You seem nice enough, so what’s the problem. Don’t you want to have sex with me? I know you do… I’ll let you dominate me. Take me home with you.”

Even though he had just met this person, he already knew he liked him. It was a hard feeling to describe for someone like Des since he wasn’t used to talking about what he was feeling. The boy had never really found anyone attractive and he wondered what was so special about this man. He wasn’t that much of a looker and there were prettier people in the club, but Des couldn’t help but think that the man was the most beautiful person in the world. He’d never been one that cared about looks and had never thought of someone as ugly or pretty, but he couldn’t help but think that this man was beautiful. It wasn’t just his appearance. It was the way the man teased him and held such warmth in his eyes. This person was a kind person and indeed someone that would treat him right. There was nothing to fear if he was with this man. Des wouldn’t mind leaving with him at all. Of course, he had to convince the other to take him home, but he could easily do that. Des could tell he was already seducing the other and it was only a matter of time before he was in the other’s home.

The boy put his hands on the other’s chest and continued to feel the other up. It had been amusing when the other had tried to stop him, but Des hadn’t felt like stopping. He was used to getting what he wanted and right now, he wanted to touch the man that was holding him. The boy did giggle this time. The light in the club were dim and there were lots of people around, but the teen ignored everything except the man in front of him. All he needed to see right now was this person. He didn’t notice that his brothers had left to find someone of their own or that a few people were giving him lustful looks. Des was used to people wanting him. He was told by his mother that he looked like an exotic creature in this part of the city. He looked too Zercan and like no one else around here. Desmond hadn’t liked that nor had he liked the looks he had been getting. Of course, he was grateful for them now. He was sure it was his appearance that was helping him win over this man. Of course, he was sure the man wasn’t shallow. Des could tell the other wasn’t just interested in his appearance, but that didn’t mean his looks weren’t helping.

“I’m Desmond,” smiled the red head. “Nice to meet you. Let’s be very good friends, okay? Come on. Let’s get out of here. It’s rather boring in this club. Let’s find somewhere else to go.”

The boy broke out of the other’s grasp and grabbed the vampire’s wrist tightly. He was already dragging the man out of the club in hopes of getting what he wanted from the man. Desmond was glad the other hadn’t really put much resistance to his advances. It was easier if the man did as Des wanted. He didn’t want anyone else now and was sure it had to be this person. His grip tightened slightly as he maneuvered through the crowds and neared the exit. When he touched Sho, but got an electric shock from him that he had never with before with anyone else. The boy wanted answers to these questions and wondered just who this person was.

[Sho Taru]

Sho didn't know what was wrong with him. When he thought about the boys question-weather he wanted to have sex or not-the answer was yes. Heck yes! But not just meaningless sex. There was something with this boy and if it required leaving with him to find out-then so be it. Sho followed obligingly, letting Desmond tug him away. Desmond...so fitting for this little incubi. And he had voiced Sho's direct thoughts-yes he would like a friend...yes the club was boring.

When they got outside he made sure to pull his coat tighter around him, taking the initiative. He knew exactly where they could go. He had promised himself no apartment, so...He pulled Desmond along, his hand burning with the others small one in his. Burning in a good way, of course. It was as if everywhere the boys skin touched was on fire-his nerves confused by the constant belonging and electricity that darted from the boys system into his. "My name's Sho Taru-Sho for short," he smiled over his shoulder as he led the way.

He pulled the boy right to his shop and unlocked the door. He let him inside before locking up again-making sure Closed signs were facing out and that the display window was covered so no wandering bodies could see inside. Not that he was planning to have the boy in here, but because he didn't want any to see his work for now. Tossing keys to the counter he flicked on lights. "Well....welcome I guess. It's about as boring as the club here but..." He shrugged and threw off his coat.

"There's a tiny space upstairs-kitchen and so forth. We'll go up there, alright?" He put his hands on Desmonds shoulders, steering him to the small staircase enclosed behind a wooden door. He wanted to get out of his clothes as soon as possible and into something comfortable. Then, he just wanted to talk-for now- to ask the other why he had been picked out of the seemingly endless lusty bodies in the club-and why, whenever Des looked at him with those aqua eyes, he felt like they belonged. "Make yourself at home," he requested, moving into the small, compact bedroom just off the hallway. The one in his apartment was atleast two times bigger, yet this one served its purpose when he stayed up too long painting.

Quickly he stripped down, his second skin of leather and cotton coming off until he was just in his boxers. He moved to a closet and began rooting-hoping he was going quickly enough that the other wouldn't be bored out there.

[desmond]

The other’s home wasn’t a grand place. It wasn’t the most luxurious or the most grand, but Des liked it anyway. There were several pieces of art in the home and he was sure the man was either an artist or an art lover. Desmond had never understood art. He didn’t know what each brushstroke meant or why certain colors were used. Of course, that didn’t mean he didn’t like art. He enjoyed pretty things and he especially liked Sho’s eyes. The boy loved the other’s crystal blue eyes and wished he were staring at them right now. He still couldn’t believe he had let himself get dragged here. Usually, he didn’t take up people on their offers, but this was different he supposed. He had been the one that had asked Sho to take him home. But still, he couldn’t believe he had said something like that. It wasn’t like him at all and it wasn’t like Sho was really all that attractive. In fact, the man should be honored he had picked him to be his first, not that he was ever going to say that to the man’s face. It was bad enough his family knew, he wasn’t letting a stranger know he was a virgin. Such a thing would be the most embarrassing thing that could happen to Des. He didn’t want anyone to know he hadn’t even gotten a kiss before. It was something he wanted to hide from everyone and keep hidden safely. It wasn’t such a big deal to Des, but he was sure everyone else would make fun of him for it.

His brother had said only his mate would be able to tell he was a virgin, but he didn’t have much hope of finding his mate. After all, you didn’t find true love when you were fifteen years old. Things just didn’t happen that way. Some people went their whole lives without finding a mate while others settled for someone else and forgot about the whole thing. Desmond hadn’t even tried. He was an incubus; there was no need for him to have a mate to make him whole. He didn’t need to reply on someone to make him feel like he was worth something. The boy knew he was someone and didn’t need a mate to constantly remind him of that fact. Desmond knew he was a bit arrogant, but he knew he could have anyone he wanted. Sho was just someone else that wanted a piece of his ass, or so Des told himself. It was easier to believe that than anything else. Desmond wasn’t ready to admit there was something else between him and the artist. He had always been good at denying things and this was no different. The boy was a stubborn person and he refused to let himself believe this was about something deeper than sex.

“Do you…live alone?” Asked the boy as he began to walk around the other’s home. “It seems like you do. You’re single, right? No one else seems to live here. You have a nice place, though it’s small. You don’t really live here do you? Is this where you bring all your conquests? It’s kind of a cute home. Got any alcohol? I could really use a drink right about now.”

[Sho Taru]

Sho pulled on a shirt, and loose pants. They were all that was left in his closet besides clubbing clothes and he sure as hell wasn't shimmying back into the leather. He walked out of the bedroom, pulling his hair up into a ponytail to keep it out of his eyes. "Yeah, I live alone-have since I was..sixteen. I'm single, and yes I don't really live here. I have two apartments on Zerca, one on Sensaforia, and one on the other side of Jeskara." He smiled and threw himself onto the couch, watching the other explore his livingroom.

"I don't bring people home with me," he informed lightly, trying to tell the other how important he thought he was. Because, he definately was. Whatever had happened when they touched hands confused him but made him feel warm.

"Thank you for the compliments and the alcohol is in the cupboard right by your leg," he motioned to the small, antique carved dresser situated for easy access. "I don't have much-not much of a drinker-but I suppose just a bit wouldn't hurt." Despite his promise, he felt himself wanting Des. The boy was ethreal-quite beautiful in what little light his lamp offered. His thin body was draped in the most showy of clothes and although he was used to his brother wearing such things all the time-Des took the look to a whole new level. He looked sexy and every twitch of his muscles showed clearly to the vampire. Perhaps what was most entrancing was his red haid and the aqua eyes set in his unmarred face. They set Des away from any other in the club and he felt a jolt of liquid heat in his belly just from wanting to glance into them again.

[desmond]

“That’s a lot of homes,” commented the boy. “Why so many? One is enough. I don’t like keeping track of things and I find it better to just to have one home. I guess this means you don’t have many people you’re attached to. If you move around so much and all… Ne, I think I’d like to move around a lot too. It makes it much easier, doesn’t it? To avoid getting attached to people. But somehow, I wouldn’t like that forever. That’d get lonely, ne?”

Desmond had never liked his home. He had always been the type to want something more and he had always wanted to travel somewhere far away. He found that it’d be better if he could just go somewhere else. After all, there was nothing for him here. This place always felt empty to him. He had never liked it here and wished he could go back to Zerca. He wanted to go somewhere that wasn’t corrupted by bad memories. He had so many bad memories in this place. It seemed like his life was full of sadness or something of the sort. He always ended up thinking of bad things that had happened to him and never the good things. He had always felt like he was searching for something more than this life. Everything had always seemed dull and like it had no meaning. It felt like he had to get away from his home to finally be free. Perhaps it was stupid, but he didn’t want to live like this anymore. This was the life he had ended up with, though. This was all he had for now.

“Don’t bring people home? Then what am I?” Teased Des. “You’re a very proper person Sho, a gentleman even. That’s cute too. I haven’t met people like you before. Ne, I’m glad you brought me here. Wanna have some fun now? That’s why you brought me here, right? You want fun. Come on Sho-chan.”

The boy smiled innocently up at the other as though he had said something innocent instead of something lewd. Des reached out to take the bottle of alcohol from the cabinet the man had pointed to. He unscrewed the top and took a large drink. Desmond wasn’t actually allowed to drink alcohol, but Sho didn’t need to know that. The man didn’t need to know he was actually fifteen or that he was underage for many things. As far as anyone knew, Desmond was seventeen. It was still underage, but at least it wasn’t enough to make people give him a second glance. Saying he was eighteen or over would be unbelievable. Even though Des could make himself look older, he couldn’t pull of being an adult. The boy put down the alcohol and walked over to where the man was sitting. Desmond draped himself on the man’s lap and gave the man’s shirt a slight tug. He wanted the man to lose his clothes and claim him, though he wasn’t sure why he was eager to do this all of a sudden.

“Ne, I think you’re overdressed too Sho,” Desmond smiled. “Take it off.”

[Sho Taru]

"It does," he confirmed. "I get very lonely. I suppose its as much an adversion to attachment as it is a need to have my options open. The only one I want to attach myself to is my mate and he...he.." He is you... "I don't know where he is, but atleast we'll have a choice of where to set up house" he finished lamely, shaking away the thoughts in his mind. The only way to know if Des was even remotely capable was to feel those electric shocks again. He hadn't ever felt them before. In all the years he'd spent travelling on the ships to and from planets-getting dominated and dominating others-he'd never felt sparks of hot heat that melded their skin together-from anyone. Except for this beautiful little incubus.

"Lets just say I don't bring home just anyone," he smiled back, smile fading a bit at the next words. He was proper, had forced to become proper by his parents. They wanted the perfect child with the perfect insight on life-mated to the perfect Jeskaran Vampire. It wasn't what Sho wanted and he had escpaed, the manners long imbuned in his system lingering. He was only glad Cyn hadn't been faced with such problems.

He watched the boy tip his head back and take a long swallow of the alcohol, watched his perfectly silky neck work around the drink. Beautiful. Sapphire eyes glued to the thin body as Des moved towards him, the smell of alcohol clinging to the pink slashes of his lips. A warmth landed in the welcoming cradle of his lap, that innocent smile still plastered on. "Fun...maybe just a bit," he relented and leaned forward, raking his fangs gently over the boys bottom lip before pulling back.

He had an unshakable sensation to claim this boy. Would that be potentially dangerous if he took this a bit farther than he had intended? Usually he would toy with them a bit and let them go before things got to heated. He was tired of the love em' and leave em' relationship he had, had with others before coming back. Maybe Des would offer him more until he figured out just what the heck was going on with the whole touching thing. He hadn't had so much to drink that he was out of it. Nodding his agreement he leaned and lifted the hem of his shirt, ever so slowly pulling it off. The silk slipped away, edging off of his fingertips to land on the soft carpet of the floor. "Better," he asked, raising a slender brow.

[desmond]

“I get lonely a lot too…” Des answered truthfully. “I get lonely a lot when I’m at home or when I’m in crowds. Somehow, it’s lonelier when you’re in a room full of people. I’d like to live on Zerca. That’s where I was a little happy. Ne, when you find this person, what will you do?”

He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t lied. He usually didn’t tell strangers the truth and made up some fictional life about himself. To him, it was a game. He liked making up stories and making others believe they were true. Though it wasn’t a nice game to play, it was the one that amused the boy the most. But what Des couldn’t figure out was how the other had gotten him to tell the truth. Sho hadn’t really done anything, but he had been able to make Des reveal personal things about himself. Maybe he was being honest because he knew Sho wouldn’t lie either. It was better when they both told the truth anyway. When it was like this, he could feel safe enough to say anything. Being around the other made his cheeks heat up slightly and his heart go into overdrive. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but he had no idea what it meant. He wasn’t supposed to act like a lovesick schoolgirl, so what was happening? He was a seducer, but someone that fell for another man’s charm. Even so, he was already falling for this person.

“Ne, why’d you bring me home with you?” The boy asked. “Were you looking for a cheap fuck?”

If the other didn’t usually bring people home, what did it mean that Des was here now? Had the other decided to finally do something about his frustration or was he trying to tell Des something. The boy had never been one to understand subtlety or anything like that. In fact, he never understood things like that period. Unless Sho told him bluntly what he meant, the boy wouldn’t pick up on the meaning of the man’s words. That’s why Des was confused at the moment as to what the other’s intentions with him were. If it were sex, Des could understand. Incubi understood sex, but he had a feeling this wasn’t just about that, which was the only part about this whole thing that Des wasn’t getting. The man continuously watched him and though he was used to attention, it made him feel warm and odd inside. Des didn’t want to analyze his feelings or find out what this meant. Deep down, he knew what his feelings meant and it scared the boy. It terrified him to know he could feel this way about anyone or that there was someone out there that had this much power over him.

“You’re very warm,” commented the boy. “It’s nice.”

Indeed, the other was radiating heat and Des liked how warm the other was. He boy pressed his cheek against the other’s stomach and closed his eyes. He let his hands wander the other’s chest and marveled at how the man’s heartbeat could be felt under his palm. Sho was warm and inviting. Even though he was older, there was a bit of innocence in him that made Des wonder how the other had gotten that way. The boy used his small tongue to give the man a lick across his navel. The boy opened his eyes again and looked up at the man with mischievous eyes. He wanted the other to want him more than anything else. He wanted to hear Sho call out his name and tell him sweet things. It was girly of him to want those sorts of things, but sometimes, he couldn’t help but be girly. It was just how Des was. He really liked this person and even though he was a bit scared and confused, he wanted the man to like him too.

[Sho Taru]

"What will i do?" He asked, glancing up into the boys open, beautiful face. "Well....i'll love him for forever, take care of him," he whispered. He knew he could trust Des with his secrets. He hadn't been able to open up to Cyn, nor his parents. Not even the many men he'd invited into his bed had wanted him more than sex.

And he hadn't wanted anyone either. Not until Des had wrapped his arms around him in that club and begged to be taken home. He'd have to thank Cyn later, much later. For now, he wanted to keep talking to this boy, if they did nothing else. He was currently shirtless though and hoped he didn't dissapoint the exotic being perched in his lap. "I brought you home because...." He picked up the boys hand and slipped their palms together, curling their fingers together. The electric shock was still there and he tightened his grip just a bit. "Because whenever I touch you like this, you make me feel funny.....no one's ever made me feel that...I want to know what it is..." He let their clutched hands fall to rest against their thighs that were pressed together.

He smiled down at the other when he said he was warm. "So are you....." He watched as the boy curled down to place his beautiful cheek against his tan skin. It fel heavenly, even more arousing when a pink tongue darted out, spreading wetness over his skin. He groaned, muscles clenching as he shifted a bit. The mischevious look given by the incubus halfbreed had him heated all over again. "Do you like my warmth? What are you planning to do about it," he asked, voice tinged with huskiness.

[desmond]

“You’re…a very kind person,” commented the boy. “I don’t know many people like you Sho. Ne, I like you then. Because you’re so nice and cute, I like you.”

He gave the other a smile. When he was with this person, he felt he could really smile and not have to put up a front. Even though his goal had been something else, he wanted to be this person’s friend instead. Or maybe…he wanted something deeper than that. It was hard to know since he’d never really had a friend before. He wouldn’t know what it was like to have a friend or even a lover for that matter. He’d never put much thought into what it was like to be with someone else. Though he was an incubus, he had never really considered what type of person he wanted to be with, as a sex partner or otherwise. But listening to Sho made him think about these sorts of things. He wanted that too. He wanted a house on Zerca and lots of kits…maybe. He wanted someone to be there always and never leave him alone. Someone like…Sho. The thought made his heart pound faster and faster. He was concerned since his heart had never done this before. It was trying to tell him something he was sure, but he had no idea what. When the other grabbed his hand, he felt his cheeks become a bit redder. The heavy make-up covered most of the blush, so he wasn’t worried about the other seeing him this way. It was rather silly for him to get flustered. After all, the guy had only grabbed his hand.

He’d held hands with people before. When he was younger, he used to always hold his father’s hand. This shouldn’t have gotten such a reaction from him, but it had. He was supposed to be an incubus. He was supposed to be able to seduce others and make them do what he wanted. That wasn’t what was happening here. Sho was the one doing the seducing here. He couldn’t help but fall for this man. Was this person…his mate? Could that be it? He hadn’t thought of it before, but he was half Zercan after all and that’s how Zercans found their mates, by first sight. It was impossible and he didn’t see how that could be the answer, yet there was no other way to explain the feelings inside himself. Of course, he wasn’t sure how to tell Sho all this. What if the other didn’t believe him? What if he was wrong? He was only half Zercan and maybe that made a difference or something. But the other seemed like the perfect person and he couldn’t help but wish he was right.

“When we’re together…my heart beats really fast…” he told the other sincerely. “My face heats up and it feels warm inside. It feels…like an electric current is running through my veins. It’s…a little scary…”

The boy’s face twisted into a very wicked expression when he noted the other was getting aroused. He liked knowing the other wanted him. Sex he could understand, emotions…not so much. Giving himself to the other was the only way he knew how to show the man how much he liked him. He sat up and straddled the other, grinding their hips together. He ran his hands across the other’s chest as he continued the movements with his hips. He couldn’t think of another person he’d rather be with. The boy’s cheeks were noticeably red now and his eyes were glazed over but even so, he didn’t stop what he was doing. If anything, he began to cause more friction and become even rougher with the man. It’d be better if his first time was with Sho. Even if the other turned out to not be his mate and left him, he knew the other would make him feel special even if it was only for a little while. That’s why he wanted to be with this man right now.

[Sho Taru]

Sho smiled back, amused by the incubus seated so comfortably on his lap. "Thank you, you're quite adorable yourself." He didn't know why, but this young boy was evoking such a response from his body, his heart. He'd had friends before, had people who took him to bed. But this incubus...this little halfbreed that had found him in a mass of people in a crowd.... Fate had to be working here, didn't she? Sho was sure, especially when Des smiled at him and all he got were twittering butterflies divebombing the emptiness of his stomach.

You didn't feel butterflies, let alone nervousness unless you were drawn to the person. And he was definately drawn. The vampire was certain this boy would become something very important to him. If not, he would have to make it come true because he couldn't imagine being away from this person. It was silly really. Cyn would call him an idiot. He didn't care. When he held Des to him or when the boy smiled like that, he was beyond sure that he was meant to be with the other. That was why, when Des ground down on him, he let his head fall back and moaned out his pleasure. He hadn't intended for this to happen, hadn't intended tolet himself be seduced. He had class tomorrow and needed to be up to par. If he was with Des, he was sure he'd be tired, yet, he'd would be up to par. Because Des would make him feel good, and he in turn would be able to experience what he yearned for.

He thrust his hips to meet Des', crying out with pleasure. The boys thighs wrapped around his waist sent heat searing into his bare skin. Pleasure danced from the incubus' fingers and Sho anchored the boy atop him, hands kneading at the others waist. "If it's any consolation," he got out around a moan, " you make me feel funny things too....the electricity..I feel it Des..." He leaned up, hips still working in a frenzy agains the others as he captured a sweet looking, pliant mouth. He licked the boys lips, shivering at the feel before thrusting the tip insid, asking permission for enterance.

((Ne. i'm sorry Ana-chan! I can't believe I did that XD))