Together Itsumo NC-17

[~Devon~]

Devon wasn't sure what to do, how to react to that response. He was so warm, so very warm, and everywhere this boy touched burned like fire. He hardly remembered the pain in his shoulder nor the blood, so sweet was this presence straddling him. Letting loose a moan at warm lips on his neck he half sat, pulling Chiaki flush against him.

"God, angel, do you see what you do to me," he asked, " I just met you, yet I feel like i've know you for forever. I know it's not right but...." he kneeled in front of the boy and ran his fingers over soft cheeks, unable to get enough of his touch. He was scared to take this further..what if someone walked in? He glanced around and noticed that the street had quieted. What time was it?! He looked back at Chiaki and lost himself, falling into the sweet depths of those beautiful eyes. He didn't care what happened in the future, consequences be damned. The innocence pulling him to the youger boy over rode every good intention he possessed.

His heart was racing, his breath coming in short bursts as he leaned forward, hands gently cupping the back of Chiaki's head. "Trust me," he whispered a second before fitting his lips against untainted rose petals. Chiaki tasted so sweet and he pressed forward even more, his arm circling a waist to pull him tight against his hard body, the heat pushing through Chiaki's clothes. "You're too innocent and adorable for your own good," he whispered and let his tongue dark out past his lip ring to lap insistantly at the mouth closed to him, seeking enterance.

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Chiaki wasn’t sure why the other had made such a strange sound, but he liked it when the man pulled him closer. It was nice being against the other and Chiaki wondered what the man was up to. Of course, he didn’t mind that Devon was touching him. It felt kind of nice and though he’d never let anyone get this close to him before, he liked this man anyway. Even so, something didn’t feel right. He was getting warmer and warmer. His body had never gotten this way before. Everything the other did made it worse and he had no idea how to fix it. The touches didn’t feel so light anymore and it felt like he was suddenly getting a fever or something. Was it normal to get this warm? Chiaki wasn’t sure if it was or not, but he didn’t want to worry Devon about it. It wasn’t like he couldn’t bear with it. Still, it felt so weird. Chiaki shifted in Devon’s lap and wondered if that would help…it didn’t. In fact, it only made things worse. He felt himself grow hotter as he rubbed against the other. It had been accidental, but it caused him to moan. He wasn’t sure why he had made such a weird noise. All this was confusing to the younger boy, but he didn’t want to let on that he had no idea what they were doing. Devon seemed like it and he wanted to please the other.

“I like it when you call me that…angel…” muttered the boy. “I really like you… And I feel like we’ve known each other forever too… Don’t…ever leave…”

He wasn’t sure exactly what it was that he was doing, but he liked that Devon was enjoying himself. That was all he cared about at this point. The way the other was caressing his face felt really nice. It was odd the way the other was looking at him and Chiaki had never seen someone give him that expression before. It was hard to know what it meant, but he liked that he was getting the other’s attention. When the other grabbed the back of his head, Chiaki wondered what the other was up to. Actually, Devon didn’t look so good anymore. The guy was panting practically and gasping for breath. Chiaki knew his cheeks were probably as red as the man’s. All if a sudden, Chiaki felt a pair of lips on his own. Chiaki had never been kissed before, so he hoped he was doing it right. It was something new to kiss a person. The only people Chiaki had seen kiss were couples that were getting married. His mother had told him that the only people that could kiss were people that were getting married or were married. So…it was obvious that Devon wanted to marry him! That made perfect sense!

He opened his mouth to let the other in and let the other invade his mouth. It was okay since Devon wanted to marry him. Chiaki wrapped his arms around the other’s neck and pressed himself as close as possible to the man. He didn’t protest as he felt the other’s tongue inside his mouth. Chiaki tangled on of his hands in the other’s hair and wrapped the other around the man’s waist. He was close to the other, but he still didn’t feel close enough. Chiaki then shifted so that he could wrap his legs around the other’s waist. He could feel that Devon was hot too. The other’s heat radiated off of him and warmed up Chiaki even more. It felt like he was going to explode or something and there was an odd feeling forming in the pit of his stomach. The feeling continued to grow and Chiaki was getting a little scared, but he let the other do what he wanted.

[~Devon~]

Devon groaned yet again when the boy shifted on top of him, rubbing against him. It sent shocks of pleasure spiraling through his lower abdomen and he had to set a hand on the boys hips to keep him still. If Chiaki rubbed against him any more he was sure the boy would feel the evidence of his arousal. Pressing his tongue into the sweet warmth he explored, mapping out Chiaki's teeth and dueling with a timid tongue. It was easily the best kiss he had ever had and he pulled back for breath, panting down at the other in his arms. Only then did he realize the arm around his waist and the legs wrapped so tightly around him that he felt Chiaki was trying to sink into him. His hair was skewed and he could feel fingers playing there, tugging gently on raven locks. Devon smiled at kiss swollen lips and the beautiful flush of Chiaki's pale skin.

What Chiaki asked scared the hell out of him. He wanted to feel the other against him, to take everything this small boy was wiling to offer. But if he did it,what was Chiaki expecting of him? He was scared to tell the other that he had nothing to offer but his love and soul and have the boy get up, kick him in the dirt. "I won't...I....Chiaki? Do you know what we're doing? I want to...make love to you," he admitted and to prove it Devon pushed his hips up. Chiaki's were spread flush over his anyways and he let both of his hands drop to hold the tiny waist. He groaned, eyes fluttering as their clothed skin brushed together. Chiaki was warm-so warm. And his tiny pale face was written in breathless innocence. And fear...oh God, the boy looked afraid. "Do you understand?" He wanted the other to push him away, tell him it was wrong. Because no matter how right it felt-pleasure this good must be wrong. Those eyes were looking at him emploringly and if the boy didn't stop he was going to find himself getting taken on the alley floor. Devon wanted to make it better but he wasn't sure he'd make it home, let alone show Chiaki how bad off his family was.

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Chiaki was glad the other was holding his hips because he was sure he was going to fall off the other. It felt like he couldn’t keep himself steady because he was drowning in the other. The way Devon had kissed him had felt so good and though it had startled him to have someone else’s tongue in his mouth, he had gotten used to the feeling. Actually, it was rather nice. He’d never seen two people kiss like this and wondered whether it was something everyone else did. He had never been one to follow trends or do what others did, but he understood why people liked kissing each other. It was nice to have someone’s lips pressed against yours and it made you feel wanted. It was like someone cared about you and wanted to show you how much they loved you. Chiaki supposed he could get used to it if he tried. Devon liked it anyway, so it was okay. The boy had no idea why he was letting the other get away with so much. He usually didn’t even let people get close to him, yet he was allowing this person to do as he wished. Perhaps this was because he liked this person so much. The other was very kind and didn’t even mind that Chiaki wasn’t the best person in the world. The other hadn’t yelled at him or made fun of his appearance. That made Chiaki very happy to be with the other and he was sorry he had yelled at the guy. It wasn’t right to judge people before you go to know them, but Chiaki had had lots of bad experiences and it had made him suspicious of people.

“What…we’re doing?” Repeated Chiaki as he tilted his head to the side a little. “You want to a-ahh…make…love to me…?”

It was weird. When the other had moved his hips that way, it made Chiaki feel as though he were on fire. Everything else didn’t matter and all logic flew out the window. He couldn’t even think straight when the other did that and it seemed like the other had complete control over him. He couldn’t say no to this person and wanted to keep feeling the other. He really didn’t know why the other was asking him this. Did he want to stop? Chiaki had never done this before and he truly didn’t know what he was doing with the other, but he did know he wanted to make Devon happy. That’s why he didn’t want to stop. Even though this was confusing and made him feel weird, he didn’t want to stop. He wanted to make Devon understand this. Chiaki wanted the other to know that he wanted this too. Even though he was a little afraid, he didn’t want to stop.

“I’ve never done this before…” admitted the boy. “And I am a little scared…but I know it’ll be okay because it’s you. That’s why… I don’t want to stop. It’s because I like Devon that much.”

He pressed his lips against the other’s. It wasn’t very fierce like Devon’s kiss, but he wanted to let the other know that he liked him. He wanted the other to know that this was okay. He wasn’t as scared as before and he wanted to go through with it. This was how he wanted to express what he was feeling right now. He had never had romantic feelings towards anyone before, but he wanted the other to know he liked him in that way. Most of all, he didn’t want the other to stop. He wanted to Devon to stop being insecure and to just do what he wanted to do. It was obvious to Chiaki that the other wanted something from him and he was more than willing to let the other have it.

[~Devon~]

When he had started his jobs at the clubs, Devon had vowed never to let himself get involved. The people there were so hard to please and he had been afraid to let anyone help. The only other person he and his mother had was his Uncle. Even he wasn't around enough to see the dilapitated state of the house, nor the way each had to work to make food appear on the table. Tonight he had been set on getting groceries and returning home to his boring old life to get a few hours sleep before his next job. Now he knew that wouldn't be possible. His life had changed so drastically in this past hour that he was still caught in the whirlwind of uncertainty.

He felt Chiaki's tentative kiss against his lips and sighed into the small, sweet kiss. Chiaki wanted him back! The boy didn't care about his past, didn't care about his lack of worldy possessions! He said he liked him and to Devon, those words meant the world. Plus, Chiaki had said he didn't want him to stop. The other likeyl didn't understand just yet what Devon had in mind but he had a pretty good idea of how to make him see. "That's good angel because you see i'll make it gentle. I...I like Chiaki that much too," he blushed at the admission, trying to catch his breath before pressing forward for another hard, heavy kiss. He preoccupied the boy with his mouth while he trailed burning hands up under the black hoodie. Devon gently traced firey paths up the tiny waist and over Chiaki's ribs. He moved them back down, kneading the pale flesh, bringing to life small nerves to cluster against the skin. He had never really participated in anything other than a few chaste kisses. He knew what sex was a guy was supposed to entail but he wasn't sure how to do it so he wouldn't hurt the beautiful boy in his arms. 'I'll just be gentle...' He thought to himself, pulling chiaki closer as the need for them to breath arose again. The world outside of the alley seemed to have disappeared all together and he even temporarily forgot where they were. The need to have this boy was much too great. There was something weird inside of him demanding that he pay some special attention to that beautiful neck.

He did, moving the hoodie aside some to fit his face into the crook of Chiaki's neck. He licked and nipped over warm skin a heaviness settling in his stomache. At one point he fit his open mouth over the junction and sucked, his tongue fluttering out to feel the pulse of blood against it. How he wished to taste it-to mark the boy and claim him as eternally his. Startled he tried to move away only to have his mouth disobey and bite down, breaking skin with the canines that seemed to have grown. "I'm sorry," he whispered when he was done sucking up the sweet coppery liquid. He soothed it with his mouth in hopes he hadn't hurt him.

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Chiaki had promised himself he would never fall in love. It had been something he’d made himself promise when he had been young. It was a pact he had made with himself. It was because Chiaki knew what kinds of things love did that he made such a promise to himself. He had wanted to protect himself. To Chiaki, his heart was what he guarded most. Even his family hadn’t been able to break his barrier. They had never been that important to him. As cruel as it sounded, he was sure they felt the same way. Though they lived in the same house, they were actually strangers. If you were to ask his mother what music her sons liked or what cartoons they watched, she couldn’t answer. If you asked her about their grades or what sports they were in, she’d ramble on for hours. The woman only bothered to learn things she could brag about. She couldn’t understand what her children felt or why they did the things they did. Chiaki had grown apart from everyone over time and no longer saw them as a part of his life. Everyone was always off doing their own things and life seemed to be moving so fast. Chiaki wanted to slow down, but even his life had spiraled out of control. He couldn’t remember when he had gotten so messed up. He didn’t remember when he had become such a liar… But now…everything would get better, right?

He had found someone he wanted to give his heart to. He had broken a promise and made an exception for Devon. Even though he hadn’t known the other for very long and hadn’t ever let anyone have his heart before, he couldn’t help it. It was nice to be in the other’s arms and when he was with him, everything just seemed to fade away. Perhaps it was just his heart playing tricks on him, but he felt like he’d die without this person. He never wanted to be apart from this man. Even though no one would like that they were together and his parents would hate him for it, he couldn’t let go. It made him feel so nice inside to hear that Devon liked him too. He wasn’t sure what he would have done if the other had told him he hated him. He felt the other slip his hands under his clothes, but didn’t ask him to stop. Instead he moaned and let the other explore his body. Somehow, he couldn’t make himself care about anything else.

Even though he knew he had to get back home soon and he needed to get to where his brothers were, he didn’t care. Instead, he stayed in the dark alley with the other and hoped no one passed by. He didn’t want anyone to ask them to stop because he wasn’t sure he could. It felt like if he didn’t keep going, he’d miss out on something. Every fiber in his body was pushing for him to keep going. Even though he wasn’t sure what he was doing, he didn’t stop anyway. His body had taken over and it seemed to have a good idea about what to do. His mind had taken a backseat a while back and had no say in what he did anymore. Instead, everything was done on instinct. Screw logic and reasoning. He had Devon now and he needed nothing else.

“That hurt…” mumbled the boy. “But…it felt right…so it’s okay…”

He wasn’t sure why the other had felt the need to bite down so hard. At first, he had enjoyed it, but then the other had bitten him and it wasn’t a small bite either. It had hurt and even drawn blood. Still…something about the whole thing felt right. It was like he had wanted the other to do that. Something about this whole situation was odd, but Chiaki supposed that it was odd in a good way. The boy tilted his head to give the other better access of his neck. He wasn’t sure if this was a good idea of not, but that’s what he seemed to be doing. Even though there was a chance the other could bite him again, he let the guy have his neck anyway. He tightened his grip on the other and hoped Devon didn’t let go.

“It feels…like I belong to you…” whispered the boy softly. “Can I belong to you Devon? Is that okay?”

[~Devon~]

Something was happening here-something bigger than either of them. He was drawn to his mark and, with Chiaki's words, he knew that's what he was doing. He was claiming this boy as his and he didn't know why. Maybe it was something to do with the cat he shifted into when his emotions got out of hand. He'd always considered himself a freak-he'd always made sure he kept himself guarded against feeling. That's just the way it was when you could shift into another animal and not one of your friends could do the same. Not that he had many friends..even in highschool he had been a loner. He was glad that Chiaki wasn't going to take his head off about the bite. It was pure instinct and even though he knew it was going to bruise and it looked a rosy red he was quite proud of himself.

He smiled, biting on his lip ring as his hands played gently over warm skin. "If you want Chiaki....I think that would be perfect, little angel," he kissed the tip of his nose and leaned to bury his face back into the warmth of the fragrant neck, biting and nipping along the sweet skin. "I just have to warn you," he mumbled breathlessly, "I don't have anything-money wise- to offer you. I barely make enough now to help my mother. If you have me, like I need you....it's me you're getting. Just me-my soul, body, heart. Anything you need." He lifted his face, the loops in his ear clinking as he cupped that pale face, bringing Chikai's heat filled gaze to his, making him understand.

And then he was leaning forward to capture that mouth under his in a promise. His hands were now quite fully occupied with holding the body against him. He could feel deep down, near his gut, what he needed to do to finish this-to make Chiaki wholy his and no one else's. Letting his warm hands glide back down he tugged on the hem of the sweatshirt, judging it warm enough outside to take it off. He needed to feel flushed skin against his own and he momentarily broke the kiss to expose Chiaki's pale torso to his gaze. He paused to study every curve and dip, his own barely colored hands feeling. The boy was so small Devon was afraid of breaking him. "So beautiful," he finally surmised, leaning forward and dipping his head to run a wet tongue up the middle of the others stomache. He latched onto a hard nipple, kneading the other to bring the boy back into the haze of arousal. He was gentle-yet used the right amount of pressure to have the other mewling in his arms, legs tightening around his waist. He nipped at warm skin after successfully having the boy melt against him, his eager fingers slipping to the waistband of dark pants. Devon turned his dark crimson eyes to Chiaki, asking permission, needing to feel this even when they weren't in the best of places for it. "Just tell me to stop if you're bothered...i'll try.." the truth was, he wasn't about to stop-not when he needed to finish this mundane ritual his mind had coaxed up.

((It's not as long as yours...I tried TwT...))

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The other hadn’t bit him again and he was a bit glad for it. Chiaki wasn’t sure he knew what he would have done if his neck had looked completely bruised. People would surely ask questions. Chiaki wasn’t sure how he was going to break the news to his brothers and parents. It’d probably be best not to tell them. They’d freak out and probably try to kill Devon or something. It was kind of funny to have them freak over something like this. Then again, they freaked about anything that might possibly shame the family. But Chiaki wasn’t ashamed of being with this person. Something that felt this right couldn’t be wrong, right? He had never thought of doing something that might make his family angry, but even if they yelled and threatened him, he wasn’t going to leave this man. Something told him that this was something he had to finish. He had to go through with this if he wanted to be Devon’s forever. Maybe he was going crazy or something because he wasn’t sure how he knew these things. Crazy or not, when he thought about someone separating them, his heart hurt so much. When the other touched him, his body felt so hot, yet at the same time, there was something satisfying in knowing he was the only person the other was touching. He wanted Devon to want no one else but him.

“It’s okay that you don’t have money…” the boy replied softly. “I don’t need you to buy me things or anything. I just need you, so stay with me and I’ll be yours forever. I just like you, not your possessions. It’d be silly to be with someone just so you could take their money. I don’t care if you’re rich or not. You just have to hold me like this all the time.”

He didn’t mention that his family was rich. It didn’t seem important he supposed. He felt the other kiss him again and it felt so nice. The feeling in the pit of his stomach was starting to become very uncomfortable and he wondered if it was alright for him to feel this way. But…this was Devon. Surely it was alright since he was with Devon. He gave a squeak when the other removed his top. He arched back and let out of a moan when the other’s hot tongue touched his stomach. Devon thought he was beautiful. It made him happy that the other thought that way. As the other bit and nipped at his skin, Chiaki began to make the oddest noises. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to sound this way, but he couldn’t help it. This felt so good and he didn’t want Devon to stop. When he felt the other’s fingers in the waistband of his pants, his eyes widened. Surely the other wasn’t going to take all of his clothes off…right? Surely Devon knew what he was doing. Chiaki was sure the other wouldn’t ask something of him that he couldn’t do and that this was the right thing. It wasn’t like he was scared anymore and he had already gone so far. It was too late to turn back now.

“I-I don’t…want you to stop…” murmured Chiaki. “I want to be yours…so…you can’t stop…”

The other was holding him so close and Chiaki was gasping for breath. He was sure his entire body was flushed and that the bite mark was going to leave a nasty purple bruise on his skin. He found himself wrapping both arms around the other’s neck tightly. He clutched the other to make sure he didn’t fall onto the concrete. It felt like he was made of jelly or something. His body wasn’t working right or something because it felt like if he didn’t cling to Devon, he’d melt onto the floor. It took quite a bit of effort to not scream in the alley. Screams would attract attention and Chiaki didn’t want anyone to find them. It was better when it was only him and Devon. They didn’t need anyone else. If he could just be with this person, they’d he be happy.

[~Devon~]

Devon continued to nip at the fragrant skin as he worked his fingers into the waistband, making his shakey digits unbutton them. They came undone rather easily and he pushed both of his hands in, running them over cloth covered hips to rest on Chiaki's lower back, moving down slowly and steadily. He was glad that the other wanted him for himself. Here he was, about to bind himself totally to the young boy, and he didn't want to stop for anything. He threw the hoodie onto the ground, spreading it out with his knee.

"Good boy angel...I don't want to stop, so..." he shifted them, laying Chiaki gently on his hoodie, pushing insistantly on the boys dark pants. He pushed them down to quivering thighs, eyes widening at what the other was wearing. Delicate lace against pale hips, covering the other from view. "God Chiaki..." he turned his attention back up the pale torso and smiled, straddling the others waist. His own fingers went to the clasp of his leather pants and he flicked it away, bending down to attack the porcelain neck. He moved up and whispered words of wanting against rosey, swelled lips. "You are more than beautiful...you're adorable and I can't imagine ever looking at another this way Chiaki. Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise," he smiled and dipped his tongue back into the others mouth. His fingers were drawn to the lace and he slipped warm finger tips under one side, smoothing over a velvety hipbone.

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He hadn’t been sure what he had been expecting, but it certainly hadn’t been for the other to unbutton his pants. He was a bit embarrassed by the whole thing now. It wasn’t that he minded being without clothes in front of Devon, it was something else. Sure he was worried as to whether the other would be disappointed with what he saw or not, but that wasn’t the whole thing. It was just that…he had worn…a certain kind of underwear today. It wasn’t like he was a pervert or anything, but Chiaki had a thing for cute things…which included lacy underwear….women’s underwear to be exact. Chiaki had never been interested in women, but he couldn’t help but love the lacy panties he wore. Sure they were incredibly girly and had cherries printed on them, but it wasn’t Chiaki’s fault women’s underwear was so comfortable. At least he hadn’t worn the top today. It wasn’t a bra or anything, but it was a small top with lace on it. He wasn’t sure he wanted Devon to see him in that. The other would laugh at him or something. Chiaki knew boys weren’t supposed to wear things like this, but he couldn’t help it. They were so pretty looking and comfy… It wasn’t like he wore skirts or anything! It was just the panties…and sometimes the top.

Chiaki found himself on his back and wondered what the other was up to. It wasn’t that he was scared anymore, just confused. He didn’t really understand what he was supposed to do, so he let Devon take the lead. It seemed like the other knew more about this than he did and besides, he trusted this person. Chiaki blushed when he noticed the other was looking at his underwear. He wanted to make up an excuse for them, but couldn’t come up with one. There was no excuse other than he liked wearing them. He felt ashamed about it, but saw that Devon looked like he didn’t mind. In fact, the guy looked like he liked them. Chiaki was about to question this when he felt the other on top of him. He had never had someone be on top of him like this before and he wondered why the other was also getting undressed. It wasn’t like he wouldn’t mind seeing the other without clothes; he was just confused as to why the man was doing this.

“A-Ahh… D-Devon… It feels…like my body is…so…hot…” gasped the boy. “And when you say things like that…it makes me really happy…”

He couldn’t help but squirm under the other’s touch. It felt so right and yet, it made him feel so strange. The other’s hands were so much bigger than his own. Chiaki felt so small. He’d always been so scrawny for his age and had never fit in anywhere. But when he was pressed up against Devon, their bodies fit together perfectly. It was like he belonged in the other’s arms. There was no other place he belonged but in this man’s arms. The boy knew that this was the person he wanted to be with always. It wasn’t just some silly emotion. This was real.

[~Devon~]

Devon smiled down at him and shifted until he had Chiaki's pants successfully wrapped around booted feet. These he would get to in a moment. "Good," he smiled," I want you to be happy...as for being hot," he grinned like a cheshire cat. He lay his hands on a pale torso and gently ground down onto the other, drawing out the pleasurble torture. Devon moaned and again his fingers went to toy with the lace. Chiaki seemed to want to explain them, like he was embarassed. He admitted, it was a surprise to see the other decked out in cherry lace beneath all the stifling clothes but a good surprise. It made the heat pooling in his lower abdomen ignite like liquid fire. "These," he flicked a strap, sliding it down the boys hip a little, " these are...sexy," he decided after a moment.

Twisting slightly atop Chiaki he untied the boots on both feet and pushed them away, fully exposing the boy to him now. All that stood between him and a view of that glorious small body was the panties. Hissing at his sore shoulder he sat back, shimmying his tight leather half off, kicking it away. "I'm sorry this has to be done here...it's not a very romantic place but...." He loved how Chiaki's pale torso was even lighter than his own, and the way the street light from somewhere behind him didn't spare him the view of their flushed skin brushing against one another.

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It was hard to say anything coherent at this point and to keep his mind focused. All he could do was let the other touch and feel him. He had had to bit the inside of his mouth to keep from screaming. It seemed like the other knew exactly where to touch him and how to make him moan. It made him feel good to know that Devon loved his underwear. He’d been afraid the other would think they were weird and not like him for it. The fact that all he wore were lacy panties was a pretty scary thing to other boys. Of course, this was probably why he kept these things to himself. It wouldn’t be good to have odd rumors spread about him. It wasn’t that he cared what people thought about him, but if his parents found out, they’d freak out. Chiaki made a startled noise as his pants were slipped off. He wasn’t sure if he liked being naked in front of the other. For one thing, all he had on were his panties and those didn’t cover very much. The alley was dark, but not very secure. Anyone could come by and see them, which wasn’t a very good thing at all. If they were caught, a scandal was sure to ensure…or at least embarrassment of a high magnitude. Still, he had really liked it when Devon had said he looked sexy. It was one of those things he’d never heard someone say to him, and it was very nice to know someone though to of him in that way. It meant Devon thought he was beautiful and that really made Chiaki want to thank the other.

Unconsciously, Chiaki spread his legs open a bit more. He wasn’t sure why he did this since it felt weird, but he did it anyway. He was glad for some reason that the other had lost his pants. It wasn’t fair that he was the only one wearing nothing, now was it? Chiaki wanted more contact with the other. He felt like he was about to explode and like the other was the only one that could provide relief. Chiaki wished he had a better view of the other. He couldn’t see him that well in the alley. Chiaki wanted to know what this beautiful person looked like without his clothes on. He wanted to clearly see what was making his feel so unbelievably hot.

“I don’t mind where we are…” Chiaki murmured. “It’s okay… You don’t have to be romantic. Don’t be silly Devon, it’s fine like this.”

He didn’t need the other to treat him like a girl or to be gentle. He could take things. He was a guy, not a damsel in distress. He didn’t want Devon to think he had to try to make Chiaki like him. Chiaki already liked the other and enjoyed being with the man. He liked Devon the way he was, so the other didn’t have to pretend to be someone he wasn’t. There was no need for lies or pretend. If they were themselves, then it would all be alright. Chiaki let his hands wander the other’s back. He liked the way the man felt and the way his back was so smooth. When they were like this, everything felt like it was fine.

[~Devon~]

Devon sank down between Chiaki's thighs groaning and turning his attention to the side of the boys face, taking the lobe between his warm lips. "Good, because I need you so bad. I can't wait." He bit down gently and thrust up against the boy, his boxers so tight. The only thing that worried him was the lack of any kind of lube. Chiaki looked so delicate and pale, he didn't want to watch that beautiful face contort in pain. Letting the ear slip from his mouth he shifted and kneeled. Devon gripped the boys hips and pulled them, settling them on his thighs.

"I know I said these look sexy, and they do. However, no matter how much they look good on you they just need to come off," he flashed the boy spread out before him a dazzling grin and slipped his fingers under the panties. Slowly, he pushed them down, watching as he exposed warm, pulsing flesh to his hungry gaze. He kissed at a hip, following the path of the cherry lace with his warm mouth, biting and nipping at the skin. He soothed sensetive thighs with his tongue and stared up at Chiaki, locking his dark, lust filled gaze with the slightly dazed red eyes. His earrings clinked, the only sound beside their breathy gasps and moans, and he shook a shock of hair out of his eyes. "Chiaki...you've never done this with anyone right? It's going to hurt." Once the lace was successfully gone he moved back up, pressing himself between quivering thighs to feel the boys heat pulsing through his thin layer of remaining clothes. He was glad the other wanted him like this, all of him. It was so hard to think right now, hard not to just throw all caution to the wind and deeply take the offered beauty before him.

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Chiaki arched up to meet the other’s thrust. He let the other spread his legs open even more and didn’t once complain. Being in such a position was awkward. Chiaki wasn’t used to having his legs spread out that way and he was especially new to having another boy spread them for him. Chiaki was no expert, but he knew he wasn’t supposed to be doing this with another boy. For one thing, his mother had always told him he was supposed to fall in love with a nice girl. Devon wasn’t a girl and neither was he. His mother had never told him about loving another boy, but he had a feeling she’d hate the idea. Still, Chiaki didn’t want to do this with a girl. He wanted to only do this with Devon. Something told him doing this with someone else would be wrong and he wouldn’t like it at all. Still, he wasn’t sure why the other had spread open his legs. From what he knew, only girls ‘spread their legs open,’ or at lest, that’s what the boys at his school said. It was confusing, but Chiaki supposed he wouldn’t mind being treated like a girl if it meant Devon liked it. Still, he didn’t know what it meant to spread his legs open. He was sure there was more to it than this.

The boy’s eyes widened considerably as the other mentioned taking his underwear off. He had never let anyone seen him completely naked before. Still, when Devon smiled at him like that, it was hard to say no. He let the other slip off his panties and shuddered at the other’s tongue. He was partly glad the other had taken his clothes off because they had started to become unbearable to wear. He wondered if it was possible to feel this good. He hoped this wasn’t all just a dream and that this was real. It sure felt real and Chiaki hoped that if this was a dream that he never woke up. The only thing he could focus on was the man who was touching him. It seemed like everything else was too far away to hear.

“No…never done this…before…” Chiaki said, barely able to say anything coherent at this point. “It’s okay…if it hurts…don’t worry… It’s okay…”

He wasn’t sure what was going to hurt, but he agreed to it anyway. After all, Devon would never do anything to endanger him purposely, now would he? And the other didn’t want to stop. Though he was nervous, Chiaki didn’t want to stop either. Having Devon pressed up against him made it hard to want to stop and only served in making him want to continue. He wanted the other to lose the boxers so he could feel him properly. Chiaki let one of his hands wander to the other’s waistband. It seemed like his hands had to feel everywhere and traveled all over the other’s body continuously. The boy gave the clothing a tug to let the other know he wanted the article of clothing to come off. After all, he couldn’t feel the other properly when there was something separating them.

[~Devon~]

Devon briefy wondered how his mother was going to react to this. He'd definately tell him about Chiaki-there was no way he'd hide his relationship to this boy away. It would hurt the both of them. Shifting when Chiaki's fingers tugged at his waistband he grinned. So he wasn't the only one being tortured. Slowly he reached down and tugged his bozers off, letting the article of clothing to fall somewhere beside them. With a strangled moan he lowered himself to lay ontop of the other, pressing up in between parted thighs. Every where his skin touched the boys was on fire , the heat of their pleasure wrapping their bodies. He groaned and nibbled at a throat, brushing himself against the boys opening.

His hand trailed down, touching Chiaki's length a moment before slipping between his legs and stroking at the opening where he longed to be buried. He pressed a finger against the ring of muscles and captured the others mouth in a kiss before pushing it in. He didn't have anything but it was the least he could do to stretch the pliant body beneath him. "Just relax," he instructed to Chiaki's tightening, moving his hand a bit.