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Infected	By : Himitsu_no_Tokumei Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2195 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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This chapter is rated MA for Sexual Content.

Chapter 14: Turmoil
Leon woke up to the sound of running water hitting the shower floor. The bed beside him was disappointingly void of anything, with even the sheets folded back and over his body. He didn’t doubt that the shower’s occupant was the missing blonde his wayward hand was absently searching for, and that only made him grumble in protest. In a wide, exaggerated motion, he brought that hand up to rub the sleep from his eyes, yawning and sitting up a moment later. Heavily lidded eyes did a quick sweep of the room to make sure his companion—my lover, his mind reminded him—really wasn’t in the room, the brunette hunter grudgingly swung his legs over the edge of the bed and sat there for a moment while he gathered the energy to stand.
Chuckling as he found his clothes already gathered and folded neatly on a chair near the bed, Leon debated for a moment about whether he should put them on or not. Every inch of his skin was sticky from the previous night’s activities, Cloud’s semen dried on his chest and his own flaking from his inner thighs. Dried sweat worked to cover the rest of his exposed body, and the thought of pulling his leather pants over that mess did not sound appealing. Walking around someone else’s home nude, though, also wasn’t high on his “list of things I want to do before I die.” The dilemma was solved for him, though, when his undead lover came sauntering back in the room wearing nothing but a towel, which he was using to dry his damp hair.
The hunter took a moment to observe the body displayed so openly in front of him, finding his heart leap at the form he was already quite familiar with. He licked his lips hungrily but growled with the blonde stopped his teasing show, letting the towel drop to the floor as he started to pull his jeans up his well toned legs and over his taut ass. The vampire shot a seductive glance over his shoulder at the male on his bed, but Leon was not about to let the other man pull him around by his nose. In one swift motion, he leaned forward, grabbed the discarded towel, and straightened up into a standing position. Casually slinging the towel over his shoulder, he sauntered out in the same way Cloud had sauntered in, strolling into the bathroom and closing the door behind him as if he wasn’t leaving a disappointed lover behind.
Stepping into the shower, he turned the nozzle and tilted his head up as the cold spray streamed onto his face, through his mussed up brunette locks and down his muscular back to drip in rivulets off his ass cheeks. A few shivers crawled their way up his spine until his body adjusted to the temperature, then it seriously helped pull the heat of arousal from his groin; he couldn’t let Cloud know just what power he had over him. The cooling streams mingled with the soap and cloth he used to clean the thin film from his skin, also washing away the last of the sleep left in his bones. Once his body felt clean again, he closed his eyes and just let the water wash over him for a few moments before reluctantly turning the flow off. Stepping out of steaming shower stall, he snatched up Cloud’s towel.
Walking into the bedroom, body dry and towel draped loosely on his hips, Leon tactfully contained his disappointment that the vampire was no longer in the room. Still, it meant he didn’t have to fend off any sexual harassment as he dressed. He had finished dressing and Cloud still hadn’t made an appearance, so out of frustration he stormed out of the room and into the kitchen, yanking open the refrigerator and retrieving an apple from the bottom drawer. Closing it with an annoyed thud, he yanked open a drawer and grabbed a serrated knife, heading back into the living room to skin the fruit. He was halfway through his task when the blonde reappeared. Taking the items from his partner and tossing them carelessly onto the coffee table, Cloud leaned in to steal Leon’s lips, slipping his tongue into the compliant male’s mouth. Strong hands found their way to slim hips, holding them down into the soft cushions of the couch for a moment before one broke away and started to work at the mess of belts keeping them covered by unyielding leather. Not particularly wanting to get sticky again after just getting a bath, Leon bit Cloud’s tongue hard. “What was that for?” the vampire asked, eyes holding some emotion halfway between angry and hurt.
“I just had a bath, I don’t want to get all sweaty again,” Leon replied. “Besides, don’t you still need to recover from last night?”
“You are assuming I’m playing the submissive role again,” Cloud growled playfully, leaning down to latch onto the brunette’s neck.
He was pushed back again by calloused hands, his annoyed blue eyes meeting his lover’s furious ones. “There is no way I’m letting you stick that in me,” he said firmly, expression saying he wasn’t going to budge a single inch on that issue.
That didn’t sit well with Cloud. “Do you really think I’m just going to lay back, spread my legs, and let you screw me for the rest of our relationship?” he growled more forcefully, grabbing Leon’s wrist almost painfully. “It’s called compromise, Leon. I let you screw me first because I knew you would rationalize it as me forcing you if I did you first. I could have easily overpowered you that first time, or the second, or even this last time, but I didn’t. I gave you your pride as a hunter—” his eyes started to glow as his voice rose in volume and he flipped his lover over so he was on his knees with his chest pressed firmly into the back of the couch “—now give me mine as a vampire, it’s only fair.” One hand holding Leon’s wrist behind his back, the other reached around to the male’s front and again started working on the belts. “It’s your turn to play the girl,” he whispered, almost menacingly, into Leon’s ear.
He was not going to stand for this! His free hand grappled with the one now unzipping his pants, but soon realized his strength was feeble at best against the master vampire. So instead he started grasping for something, anything, he could use as a weapon against the stronger male. He twisted his body, his pinned shoulder aching painfully from the angle it was being held at, until his hand was able to reach over the short distance between the couch and the coffee table. Cloud’s sadistic blue eyes were so focused on the pain contorting his lover’s face that he didn’t see those slim fingers struggling to grab a hold of something seemingly forgotten. Then he felt the sharp stabbing pain in his side and he looked back to see Leon’s bloody hand holding the hilt of a knife, the blade buried deep between his sixth and seventh ribs. The steel didn’t do any real damage to his greatly enhanced body, but it did shock him enough to allow Leon to struggle free.
White knuckling the handle as he scrambled several feet away, Leon took a few huffing breaths before he spat out, “When I say no I mean no! Listen or next time I’m aiming for your fucking heart!” Throwing the knife to the ground Leon stormed out before Cloud had a chance to reply. Not that he was going to. He had just gotten to the point where he could be with the man he loved and now the idiot had to go and pull a stunt like that. Somewhere in the back of his mind Cloud realized it was just as much his fault as the hunter’s but he was too stubborn to openly admit it. Holding his side even though the wound had already healed, the vampire went to go pick up the knife and clean up the mess before Riku got home and saw it.
Leon slammed the front door open many minutes later as he stormed into Sora’s house. The four teens sleeping on the couches jumped in confusion, the two older ones sitting up to watch him stomp his way into his borrowed room. Riku’s teal eyes showed great confusion—last he knew things were going well between his and Axel’s mentors—but the redhead just hunkered down a bit in fear. It took a lot to get Leon angry, but once he was you wanted to stay out of his way.

Sora was the first one willing to be brave, well, brave-ish. The loud crashes and screams were really starting to worry the seventeen-year-old so he started slowly crawling towards the mostly closed door. Through the small crack it was open he could see the enraged man pacing back and forth erratically, cursing in some language he had never heard and occasionally punching something, mostly the wall. Swallowing the large lump in his throat, Sora’s tiny voice asked, “Could you please not damage the walls?”
The taller brunette quickly turned on the voice, making it “eep” in fear. He couldn’t find the source of the noise for a moment, though, then he walked over and opened the door, staring down at the smaller teenager. Inhaling and exhaling one, big breath, he practically yelled, “Don’t scare me like that!”
“I’m sorry,” Sora cowered, throwing his arms over his head and making Leon sigh.
At Riku’s hiss from down the hallway he added in a nicer tone, “I’m not mad at you.” Leaning against the wall, agitated foot tapping the carpeted ground, Leon stared down at the frightened teen and forced himself to take calming breaths. “Look, just leave me alone for a bit,” he said after a short moment. At Sora’s quick nod he turned back to his room. Stopping in the doorway, he glared back over his shoulder at the vampire watching his every move and growled, “If you say a word to Cloud I will seriously hurt you.” Slamming the portal to make sure it closed this time, the two lovers could still hear his irate pacing but at least he was no longer punching the walls.
“I guess you were right,” the silverette stated as he helped the brunette to his feet. “Cloud seriously pissed him off about something. And I have a feeling I know about what.” Not stopping when Sora had regained his footing, the fledgling swept his boyfriend off his feet and started carrying him back down the hallway.
“What is wrong with them?” Sora asked, big, innocent, blue eyes gazing up lovingly.
Tossing the boy down onto the now-empty couch, Riku crawled over top of his boyfriend and captured his bruised lips. “This,” he stated. “Neither particular wants to stay in your position.”
That just seemed to confuse the teen even farther. “Why not?” he asked, reaching up and draping his arms around his bartender’s neck. “It feels good.”
“Some people are just too prideful,” Riku explained, leaning in for another kiss.
Stopping his boyfriend with a finger to his mouth, Sora asked, “Then do you want to switch next time?” Riku couldn’t stop the blush from lighting up his cheeks and he stuttered over his tongue as he tried to find the words—some words, any words—to answer his boyfriend’s offer. Chuckling at Riku’s perplexed reaction, the younger teen said, “I was just kidding.” Propping himself up on an elbow until his lips were just a fraction of a centimeter from the vampire’s, he added, “I’m more than happy laying beneath you,” then stole a long, sensual kiss.

Axel’s attempt to confront his volatile boss didn’t go very well either. Almost the instant he opened the door the older brunette yelled at him to “close the fucking door.” At that moment any plan he had was thrown out the window. Luckily, he had a backup plan.
“Um… I, uh, kind of need some of my clothes…” he said nervously, surprisingly not stuttering in his haste. Leon looked at him confused for a moment, which emboldened him enough to step farther into the room. “I haven’t changed in about three days and even a shower isn’t going to keep the stink off me. And if I don’t get rid of it Roxas is going to kick me to the couch tonight, so I could really use my bag.”
“Yes, yes, of course,” his mentor absently stated, wandering around the room like a chicken with its head cut off. The momentary lapse in hostility gave the redhead time to look around the room. One bed was bare to the mattress—thank the gods he was sleeping with Roxas—and the other in complete disarray. The desk had the drawers removed and overturned in all parts of the small space their contents scattered around in disorganized patches. Leon stepped over several pens and broken pencils as he rummaged through a pile of blankets, dirty clothes, and was that his chakram? He’d have to take those, not for fear that Leon would hurt himself, there were plenty of other weapons he could do that with, but because he didn’t want the irrational brunette damaging them somehow.
As Leon moved to a different pile of assorted item Axel inched his way all the way into the room. Sneaking around behind his boss, still a little shaky because he was expecting some sort of explosion at any moment, he quickly gathered up his weapons and bolted back to the door, slipping through it and hiding the chakram behind his back as if he had never moved in the first place.
“Here it is…” he said after a moment, pulling on a strap—the only thing visible—until the rest of Axel’s backpack emerged from the heap of sheets, clothes, and who knows exactly what that seemed to have magically appeared from the closet.
Taking the bag when it was offered to him, Axel looked from the mess to the open, and now empty, closet before asking, “You haven’t broken anything, have you?” Leon’s glare returned ten fold and the redhead shrank away from it. “I-it’s a very valid question. W-we don’t have the money to replace anything you damage.”
Feeling a serious threat to his life, the junior hunter quickly fled, running into his smaller boyfriend as he barreled into the living room, or more accurately over his foot and landing with a thud on the hard floor. “Push it a little far, did you?” the blonde chuckled, smiling down at the very flustered redhead.

His own houseguest was not in a much better room than his boyfriend’s, but at least his problem seemed to have better control of his anger. Riku figured it was probably because power made him rule on the side of caution, so Cloud didn’t lash out at innocent walls and sheets like Leon did. Although bottling it up wasn’t entirely the best solution, either. So, despite all his instinct telling him to give the blonde at least a twenty foot berth, he walked up with false calm and sat down, grabbing the remote and absently flipping through channels until he gained the courage to speak.
“What is it you want?” the blonde asked, voice barely a low growl. He was still emotionally sore from the knife wound and angry his lover hadn’t come to apologize for the attack yet.
Jumping ever so slightly at the harshness in the tone directed at him, it took the fledgling another short moment to calm back down. “How long are you going to be in denial?” Riku answered with a question, preparing himself for a hit of some kind. Instead Cloud just growled, a low, feral growl, and turned a little farther away from his charge. Somewhat emboldened by the fact his head wasn’t rolling around room at that moment, he continued, “You can’t keep solely blaming Leon for what happened, whatever did happen.” He added the last part as an afterthought, not wanting his teacher to think he was basing his words on the biased words of an angry lover. “Two people are needed for an argument, so you had to have done something. And since I know how stubborn both of you are I have a pretty good idea of what went on.” A slight pause to give Cloud time to speak if he desire, then, “Mind telling me what did happen?”
The irate grumble portrayed the idea that the master vampire had no intention of recounting the incident to the younger man, but after a moment the dejected sigh told a different story. “If he wasn’t so stubbornly… stubborn,” Cloud mumbled, glaring at the half-carved, browned apple still laying on the coffee table. “Did he really think I would play the bottom partner indefinitely? He automatically assumes I am going to let him screw me again, then acts indignant when I tell him otherwise. Sure, I was a little forceful towards him but he didn’t have to refuse me so finally!”
“You tried to make him have sex with you?” Riku asked, surprise apparent in his voice. Sighing in exasperation, he gave the older, supposedly wiser, man an incredulous look. “Are you seriously that stupid? After all the time you spent idly allowing Leon to come to you, you blow it all in an instant of impatience? You should know by now that forcing anything on Leon only serves to make him reject it! There are other ways to get what you want than by using brute force, especially since he doesn’t have the ability to fight against you!”
“So what would you have done then?” Cloud snapped, turning around so fast Riku hadn’t blinked and he hadn’t seen it. “I’ve been waiting for that asshole for years and then he—”
“All the more reason you should have been able to hold off another day or two!” the silverette interrupted, just as much anger behind his tone. “Instead of trying to force yourself on him you should have waited until he was in the mood for it! Then all you’d have to do is simply tell him you weren’t going to be the woman this time! Tell him that if he wants something he has to give something in return!”
“Am I just supposed to baby him for the rest of his mortal life?” Cloud shot back, not one to take such a blatant attack without some type of retaliation.
“I wasn’t finished speaking,” Riku growled, a menacing calm in his tone. “Just like how you don’t want to have a dick shoved up your ass all the time he doesn’t either. Which means you can’t expect him to always take the girl’s role.” Feeling the red bleed into his teal eyes and not wanting a Blue-Eyes striking at his throat, he quickly stood and headed towards the door. “And it’s not babying him. It’s called tact. Use conditions he can understand and agree to and it will get you a lot farther.”
Flinching as the door slammed, Cloud sighed at the problems of being a vampire. Temper flares were a really good way to deter friends…

It had been a whole thirteen minutes since any disturbing sound had been heard from Leon’s bedroom, so Sora decided to try once more. Cautiously opening the door, he peeked in to see an exhausted hunter flopped down on a messy bed. “Can I come in?” he asked kindly.
“Yeah,” Leon sighed, doing nothing else to acknowledge his guest. “What do you want?”
“I can’t help you unless you tell me what went on,” Sora stated, closing the door behind him and leaning on it.
The adrenaline and rage all but seeped out of his body, the only thing he seemed to have the energy for was to grumble. “I don’t need help,” he stated very unconvincingly.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” Sora chuckled. “So?”
Groaning and forcing himself to sit, he asked the younger brunette with his eyes, “Are you going to drop this?” Noticing Sora’s unwavering resolve, he told a very similar story to what Cloud told Riku, except from his point of view and without as much acceptance of guilt.
“What’s so wrong with switching places?” the teenager asked, linking his hands behind his back.
“It’s humiliating!” came the instant reply, earning him another laugh from the boy.
“No it’s not,” Sora stated. “It’s strange, a bit painful, but feels good in the end. It gives a great sense of connection, probably even more than to the person above.”
“You’re just saying that because you’ve only ever bottomed with Riku,” Leon retorted, expecting to get some sort of reprisal from the brunette.
Instead, he got a near solid affirmation. “Most probably,” Sora nodded. “But I’m sure Riku would let us switch if I wanted to.” Leon’s gaze gave a clear message, one saying that their relationships were not the same. Rolling his eyes at his mule-headed friend, he started, “You said it’s humiliating to be the one receiving, but isn’t that what you are doing to Cloud? And without trying it how would you know? You are right about one thing, the way Riku and I interact is not the same as how you and Cloud do. Since you two both desire to be the dominant partner doesn’t that mean you two should share the role? It’s not very fair of you to think you can always take it when your partner wants it too. If you aren’t lenient in some ways then you will only lose him, and I’m pretty sure you don’t want that.”
Smiling at the thoughtful look on the hunter’s face, he turned the doorknob and started to leave. “If what I said has any meaning to you at all,” he started, half in and half out of the room, “then you will learn to let a bit of your pride die, to make place for something much more important.”
Leon hated it when kids were right…

Swallowing something more than just the apprehension in his throat, a calloused hand casually rapped on the wooden door. It opened almost immediately, obvious surprise on the face of blonde opening it. It only lasted a second, though, and then Leon was being pulled through the open portal and into the front hall. The tight grip on his wrist made the brunette sigh, thinking he was going to need to use the knife he had tucked into his sleeve just in case. The pressure was gone almost as fast as it had been applied, though, and his lover was taking a couple steps away.
Taking a deep breath and readying himself for the speech he had prepared on the way over… “I’m sorry,” Cloud stated suddenly. Leon blinked in shock; looked like he wasn’t the only one who had swallowed his pride. “I was forceful yesterday and shouldn’t have been.”
“You were angry, it happens,” Leon replied. “I shouldn’t have been so resolute.” Toeing off his shoes, the brunette strolled passed the vampire and headed towards the back room. Looking back over his shoulder, he asked, “Are you coming or not?”
A primal hunger in his blue eyes, the blonde collided with him before he even managed to get to the door, wrapping his arms around that muscular torso and latching onto his neck from behind. Mewling in pleasure as Cloud sucked his skin into his mouth, some perverted part of Leon’s mind wondered just what sensations would blaze through his body if those fangs he felt pressed against his skin actually pierced it. The irrational part of him actually almost asked the vampire to do just that, a request he was certain Cloud would oblige, but the more reasonable piece of his mind quickly beat it back into submission. “Can’t we—Ahh!—get to the bed first?” he asked, letting out a sharp gasp in the middle of his sentence.
Releasing the bruise now forming in the crook of Leon’s neck, Cloud’s tongue traced the shell of his lover’s ear before he seductively whispered in it, “Who is playing who?”
Feeling the heat rise to his face, and surprisingly to some other place, he mumbled, “You wanted to lead, right?”
Letting out a lustful growl, he threw the belts Leon hadn’t even been aware were being removed onto the couch behind them somewhere before guiding the human male into the bedroom. “Strip,” he commanded, closing the door and removing his own shirt and pants. He then proceeded to finish Leon’s task. Chuckling at the blade now visible on the hunter’s arm, he traced it with a single finger before going down on his knees and helping pull the leather pants down to the brunette’s ankles.
“It was for just in case,” he explained about the knife, going to remove it. Cloud’s hand stopped him, though, and the feather light touch just made the growing tent in his boxers more apparent. Gods, he was getting turned on at the thought of being penetrated.
“Kind of kinky, knowing you could kill me at any moment,” Cloud replied, licking his lips. Bunching the fabric in his hands, he yanked the last piece of clothing down to join the leather before telling the brunette to step out of them. Kissing the head of Leon’s erection, he stood and stared right into the other man’s sapphire pools before pointing to the bed and saying, “Get on it. Hands and knees.”
Leon stiffened at the orders, having taken only two steps towards it when the second command was uttered. “What?” he asked, worrying his lower lip. “That’s too much, Cloud. Can’t you choose something a little less degrading?”
“That’s how we were that first night,” Cloud explained, ushering his lover forward. Reluctantly, Leon crawled onto the bed, perfectly still except for the subtle shivers from the cold of the room. “Don’t worry,” Cloud continued, crawling on the bed behind him. “Soon you’ll be too warm. Spread your legs a little farther.” Again reluctantly doing as he said, Leon was not expecting what happened next.
“Oh, gods!” he cried, feeling something warm and wet circle his tight ring of muscle. Although he had never felt it there before, he knew exactly what it was; a tongue. Cloud is seriously rimming me! his mind reeled. That slick muscle then forced its way inside his body. Letting out a moan and gasp at the same time from the strange sensation, the hunter felt his arms start to turn into jell-o. “D-do you really h-have to d-do something so unsanitary?” he stuttered, trying to hold back the pleasurable noises his throat wanted to make as that muscle moved in and out of his ass.
Thrusting his tongue in a few more times, stopping only when Leon let out a nice, loud gasp, Cloud straightened up and grabbed a bottle of hand lotion. “I’m just copying what you did the first time we has sex,” he stated, depositing some of the lotion in his hand. There was actual lubricant somewhere in the room but he was too impatient to find it at that moment.
Face turning a good three shades darker, at least, Leon started, “You mean I…?”
“Licked the part of me that never sees the sun, yeah,” Cloud replied, unceremoniously shoving two, lightly lubricated fingers into the hunter’s entrance. Scissoring it a few times, he then put the same two fingers on his other hand in beside them. Smiling at the startled noises coming from his lover’s mouth and the intoxicating smell wafting from his weeping member, Cloud found himself moving a bit faster than he had planned. He pulled his hands apart, spread and helping relax Leon’s entrance more than if he just used one hand. “I think you’re ready,” he said a short moment later, removing one hand to help guide himself in.
The pain blotted out much of the pleasure that was clouding his mind, the brunette gritting his teeth against it as Cloud continued to penetrate him. The preparatory stretching really had helped, though, and in what seemed like just seconds the pain was subsiding exponentially, leaving him feeling anxious and filled. “If you’re going to move then do it,” he growled, more than just embarrassed that he was actually enjoying the feeling of having his lover’s erection inside his body. Not needing any more coaxing, Cloud pulled out till just the head remained inside, then slammed back in. Luck was on his side, and his first attempt seemed to strike home. “Gods!” Leon gasped, his arms finally failing on him. Falling to his face, the only thing that kept him from continuing on to his stomach was the blonde’s firm hands gripping his sides. That instead left him with his ass raised in the air as if he was begging his lover for sex. Thrusting in again, Leon let out another pleasured moan.
“Sing for me, love,” Cloud huskily cooed, increasing the pace and force of his thrusts. A rain of sounds filled the room, the typical skin slapping skin, pants, and then the moans and gasps of the vampire’s name, as well as choruses of “more” and “faster” every now and then. The noises assaulted Cloud’s enhanced ears, driving him closer to the edge faster than he expected. For a while he feared he’d orgasm before his lover, but that fear was quelled just a few minutes in.
Having not achieved release before the main course it didn’t take long for Leon to find that familiar sensation rising in the pit of his stomach. Accompanied by a strangled, “C-Cloud!”, ribbons of semen shot from his engorged member, soaking into the thick comforter beneath them.
“Nnn,” Cloud articulated, feeling Leon’s walls spasm around his embedded erection. The pulsing sent him over the edge as well, his own seed flowing into the cavern of Leon’s intestines. Both of them collapsed forward, the vampire thoughtfully rolling off his lover so as to not crush the man who actually needing to breath. “We’ll shower in the morning,” he said lovingly, one hand affectionately tucking brown strands of hair behind Leon’s ear. Pulling the sheets back once the hunter had enough energy to get under them, the knife was suddenly brought back to the forefront of their mind. The tip lightly pricked Cloud’s arm, making the vampire laugh as Leon’s hazing mind tried to figure out how to apologize and remove the weapon at the same time. “Don’t worry about it,” Cloud reassured as it was placed on the nightstand. “The wound is small and will heal fast enough. Now go to sleep.”
No command was needed for Leon was already out. Kissing the top of his lover’s head, the vampire soon joined him in slumber.

A rude knock on the door woke the two, a very unimpressed Riku leaning on the doorframe. “It’s after one in the afternoon, you know,” he said. “And is that all you two ever do?”
Glaring at the silverette, Leon’s retorted, “You’re just a kid. I don’t expect you to know the problem solving powers of sex.”
Smirking evilly, Leon felt like he had said something wrong. “Whoever said I was talking about sex?” he asked, a sadistic glint in his eye. “I was talking about how you two always argue,” he added innocently. Laughing as he turned back to the hall, he swore to never forget just how red the hunter’s face could get.
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