Low | By : Katsody256 Category: Kingdom Hearts > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1912 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The blond moves in closer, conscientiously aligning his body with Leon's to bring everything important into fleeting, torturous contact. His hands still frame the brunet's hips, ghosting underneath his shirt to touch the heated skin, and Leon suddenly feels hyper-aware to every move the blond makes. The way his body swings from side to side, creating such torturous friction between them, causes Leon to gasp for air. Cloud works his arms around Leon's waist and neck, pulling them even closer together as the beat changes to something faster, more heavy. His lips part, affording Leon a quick glimpse of the pert tongue inside before it invades his mouth, sweeping across his teeth in a lusty caress. The kiss is quick, Leon regrets, but what comes next is just about worth it. Cloud pulls his mouth away, dragging his lips down the side of Leon's jaw, down his neck, over his clavicle, dropping his body as he works his way southward. Leon's breath hitches as Cloud, scarcely inches from the ground yet still able to roll his body in such sinful ways, brushes his face against Leon's now rather obvious erection, his fingers clinging to Leon's waistband. A deep, wanton moan escapes Leon's lips as Cloud looks up to him, his expression blank but his eyes full of—desire? promise? Leon can hardly tell, so far gone is he in his own passion. It's all he can do not to whimper as Cloud winds his way back up again, writhing against Leon's body. “Oh, fuck me,” Leon whispers, the harsh expletive more a rushed exhalation of breath than actual speech. He's surprised he can even manage to articulate coherent words at this point. The blond only grins wickedly in response, slowly rolling his body against Leon's. His eyes slip shut in concentration, and it's all Leon can do not to take Cloud on the dancefloor right there. He parts his lips, intending to tell Cloud how he can't keep up like this, it's shredding his control, when Cloud beats him to the punch. Leaning in close to the brunet's ear, he whispers, “Just tell me when and where.” Leon's breath hitches as Cloud pulls back again, and he's trapped again—goddamn those eyes. He tries to formulate any kind of sentence that will at least hint to Cloud his intentions, but finds his speech reduced to soft moans and broken gasps as Cloud continues to thrust against him. In an act of desperation, Leon grabs harshly onto Cloud's spikes—surprisingly soft, he notices in the back of his mind—and buries his face in Cloud's neck, biting down hard on the warm, sweaty flesh. He can feel Cloud's groan of appreciation rumble through his body, the sensation darting through his body like a lightening bolt. As he pulls back to lick at the bruised skin, he growls harshly, “Back room. Now.” Barely waiting for the blond's nod of consent, Leon begins dragging him off the dancefloor. He pointedly ignores the hoots and hollers from his co-workers behind the bar, quickly making his way over to the door that led to the clubs private rooms. The change is immediate and palpable; as soon as they disappear behind the door, it's as though they've left all rationality on the dancefloor. Cloud surges forward, slamming Leon against the wall and asphyxiating him with open-mouthed kisses. He leaves no room for argument, eagerly curling his tongue around Leon's and invading his mouth entirely. It's years of practice that allow him to remain so calm while Leon frantically scrabbles at him, begging unconsciously for air. Cloud can feel Leon's hands all over his body—around his neck, on his shoulders, clutching at the front of his shirt and scratching his nipples, his stomach, traveling lower to hook into his waistband. It's not until he feels the tell-tale shudders in his soon-to-be lover's body that he relents, and even then, only a little. Cloud pulls back, leaving a breath's space between their swollen lips. The corner of his mouth quirks at how heavily Leon is panting, and he admires the way the brunet's chest heaves against his own. Seconds that seem like hours pass by before he captures Leon's lips again, this time in a kiss so casually probative, it's a complete juxtaposition to the kiss they shared only moments before. Cloud slides his tongue into Leon's all too willing mouth, giving him a more thorough oral examination, he's sure, than any dentist the brunet has ever been visited. Not that Leon is complaining; his fingers clutch tighter at Cloud's hips, trying to pull the blond closer in search of more contact. A litany of breathy sighs issue forth from his mouth every time Cloud readjusts his lips, and it's all Leon can do to keep himself from throwing the blond to the floor. The way Cloud's fingers slip through his hair nearly matches the way his tongue slips in and out of Leon's mouth, forcing to mind thoughts of what a tongue like that can do to his cock. Another particularly loud moan vibrates in his throat, and Leon wonders exactly when he became such a vocal lover. As Cloud moves from his lips and teeth down to his neck, Leon tries harder and, to his dismay, progressively more unsuccessfully to stifle his moans. He can feel Cloud's smirk against his neck, and as he glances into electric blue eyes, a shiver of anticipation runs down his spine at what he finds. “I want you to moan for me, Leonhart,” Cloud says, eyes glinting deliriously. “Moan like you're getting paid for it.” One of his hands suddenly slips between Leon's legs, grasping hard at his erection. Leon's mouth falls open in wordless ecstasy under the dual sensations Cloud is creating. He thrusts his hips forward in a fruitless attempt to gain more pressure, and Cloud happily obliges. It's the closest Leon's ever felt to literally coming in his pants as Cloud runs his palm over his clothed cock, and the feeling is tearing him apart. “Cloud, please,” he moans, though what exactly he's begging for, he doesn't know for certain. “Fuck—Cloud.” “Yeah?” A throaty laugh escapes Cloud's mouth, and he traces up Leon's neck with the tip of his tongue. A moment later, he smooths his hand upwards, caressing over Leon's chest. Tightly fisting his hand in Leon's shirt and pulling sharply, he says, “C'mere,” maneuvering them backwards until his back is against the wall. Leon glances into Cloud's eyes in confusion, his hands automatically bracing him against the wall on either side of Cloud's head. He parts his lips to question the sudden change—the sudden loss of pleasure—when Cloud silences him with another kiss. Leon easily accepts it and returns Cloud's efforts, pressing Cloud firmly against the wall. 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