27-March-2001
Title: Drink to Me Only With Thine... part 2
Author: Jade (jade9999@aol.com)
Pairing: 13x6
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: yaoi, lemon, PWP
Disclaimers: don't own, don't sue, don't ask, don't tell
The floodgates opened; years of restrained lust broke free. Zechs pressed back against Treize's lips, opening his mouth in invitation. Treize accepted, finally plunging his tongue into the sweet mouth he'd wanted to ravage for so long. Treize brought his hands up to Zechs' slim waist, pulling the other man tight against him. Zechs put his arms around Treize's neck, and melted into the embrace.
Both men moaned as their cloth-bound erections came into contact at long last. They ground their hard cocks against each other desperately, reveling in the sweet friction. The kiss deepened, and Treize rocked his hips against Zechs'.
The kiss broke finally, both men gasping for air and clinging to each other. Two sets of blue eyes met, wonderingly, as if questioning that this was actually happening.
"Treize..." Zechs began.
"Mmm, yes, gorgeous?" answered Treize. Now that he had the blond in his arms, he didn't intend on letting go.
Zechs looked searchingly at his longtime friend. "Why?"
Treize pulled back slightly. "Why what?"
"Why, why now, why me?" Zechs knew he should just shut up and enjoy it, but he had to ask, just once.
"Because you're incredible. Because I've desired you for a long time. But I was afraid." Treize answered honestly.
"Oh, Treize," sighed Zechs, pressing his mouth against the other man's. No more words were needed.
Hands roamed, unsure but enthusiastic. Zechs fumbled with the buttons of Treize's shirt, and finally gave up, ripping it open, buttons flying everywhere. Treize didn't seem concerned; he was concentrating on tracing every one of Zechs' well-defined muscles with his hands.
Bare hot skin met at last; two muscular torsos pressed together finally. The only thing left between them was their pants, and Treize set to work on taking care of that detail.
Zechs moaned as he felt the older man's hands on his zipper, easing it down after effortlessly unbuttoning the pants. He ached to feel Treize's hands on his most sensitive area, and when the hand eased inside his pants and boxers, Zechs threw back his head, gasping.
Treize admired his gorgeous friend as he teased the blond's arousal. Zechs was the perfect picture of sex, platinum hair flying, sensual mouth open, beautiful face flushed with desire for him.
Zechs had never believed he would be here like this, no matter how many times he had dreamed about being in the older man's arms. Treize's hand squeezed gently; Zechs moaned lustfully.
Soon Zechs was panting with need, and Treize decided he needed more access. Sliding both hands inside the blond's boxers, he slid both pants and boxers down.
Zechs moaned as he was exposed; but he wanted more, wanted to feel Treize's hands all over his bare skin, just like in his dreams. Zechs stepped out of the pants, and stood unadorned before Treize.
Treize's trapped arousal throbbed as he gazed at the blond beauty; his fantasies had not prepared him for the sheer perfection that was Zechs, naked. Treize thought he could stand here forever and appreciate the beauty of his friend; flowing golden hair framed an exquisite yet unmistakably masculine face, sky blue eyes half lidded with passion, perfect mouth parted in desire, perfectly proportioned muscles, flawless skin, erect cock trembling against his flat stomach. But his own arousal urged him to do more than look.
Treize still had pants on, but he soon made short work of that; as soon as Treize had removed them, Zechs was pressed up against him, and their hard bodies met at last. Unrestrained, their aching cocks met, rubbing together in an agonizing concert of friction.
Arms entwined, the two young men explored each other. Treize couldn't get enough of Zechs' hair; burying his hands in it, running fingers through it, marveling at the feel of it all over his body. How long had he wanted just this, to be able to touch his blond friend everywhere, and hold him close, all night long? Too long, and he intended to make up for lost time.
Zechs felt himself melt into Treize's arms; it felt so right, their bodies meshed perfectly. The hard planes of his general's body pressed against him, even better than imagination. Treize's hands were hot, demanding, perfect; the rest of the world went away while they touched.
Treize broke off, panting; one hand in Zechs' hair, the other on the blond's firm ass. "Oh, Zechs," he breathed, "I want you."
Zechs shuddered; the other man's words sent shivers down his spine. "I want you to take me, Treize," he moaned as Treize pulled him tight against him.
Treize guided Zechs into the bedroom, but he couldn't stand to stop kissing the blond man. They made it to the bed, entwined, and Treize eased his new lover down gently. He straddled Zechs' hips, pinning the other man down and rocking his hips.
Zechs gasped; it felt so right to have Treize over him, on top of him. But he wanted more, so much more. "Treize," he moaned, unable to articulate the intense longing he felt.
But Treize understood; he'd felt the same longing ever since the two had first met, years ago. Finally, his fantasies had come true; Zechs was giving himself, asking for Treize to take him. And take him Treize gladly would.
Treize leaned down and captured Zechs' mouth as he reached into the bedside table for a small tube. He shifted, moving his legs so he was now between Zechs' legs, spreading them apart with his thighs. Zechs moaned, feeling vulnerable with his legs spread, and loving it.
"Treize," Zechs gasped, "I've never..."
Treize looked down at the beautiful blond, hair spread around him in a golden halo, perfect body glistening with desire, and was amazed that he was a virgin. And had chosen to give his virginity to him.
"Oh, Zechs," whispered Treize. "I don't want to hurt you. We don't have to..."
"I want to, very much," Zechs interrupted. And he spread his legs apart farther.
Treize took a deep breath; his entire body ached with need to make love to Zechs. So he gently prepared his new lover, gratified and aroused further by the reaction the blond had to his actions. He eased another finger into Zechs, and as he did he took the blond's dripping arousal in his mouth. Zechs arched up and gasped; the combination of Treize's fingers inside him and his mouth on his hardness was quickly overwhelming him. As many times as he had imagined being in bed with Treize, the reality was more amazing than any fantasy.
Zechs moaned as Treize pleasured him and prepared him; even his wildest dreams hadn't prepared him for the reality of Treize's mouth on his cock. He felt release approach, inevitable; he tried to warn the other man, but he couldn't speak, only moan. He arched, and with a cry, he emptied his passion; Treize was ready, and swallowed it all.
Treize lay beside Zechs and drew the trembling blond into his arms, holding him gently. Zechs threw his arms around the older man's neck, hugging tightly.
"Oh, Treize, that was..." words failed him, and he trailed off.
Treize kissed him gently, and Zechs could taste himself in the other's mouth. He felt his arousal return nearly instantaneously as Treize's hands caressed everything he could reach.
"Make love to me, Treize?" Zechs whispered when their mouths parted.
Treize moaned; he wanted nothing more than to bury himself in Zechs' incredible body, again and again. He rolled back on top of the blond, kneeling between his legs. "Tell me if I hurt you, Zechs," he whispered as he positioned himself.
Zechs nodded, anxious to have Treize inside him. He thrilled at the hot hardness pressed against his opening; then Treize was entering him, and nothing else mattered.
Words could never describe the feeling of Treize taking him; the lubricated erection slid in slowly, inexorably filling him, stretching without pain. Exquisite opening, perfect submission; Treize took Zechs, claiming the blond, marking him forever, making him his.
Treize drove into the almost unbearable tightness, barely controlling himself, close to climax already. But he needed this to last; needed to show Zechs how good it could be. Then he was fully inside Zechs; he paused, panting, as much to get himself under control as to allow his lover to adjust. He looked down at Zechs; the beautiful blond lay back, legs spread, knees up, hands clutching the sheets and head turned to the side, hair spread around him like a golden halo.
"Are... are you all right?" Treize managed to gasp out. Zechs was so tight...
Zechs turned his head. "So... oh god, it's so good, Treize," the blond moaned. "More."
Treize complied, thrusting shallowly at first, then deeper. The blond's body gripped him, squeezing his length almost painfully, creating perfect friction. The older man thrust more deeply, slowly building up speed.
Zechs gasped, lost in the feeling of Treize inside him. So hard, so good, so... he didn't have the words to describe what Treize was making him feel. He just knew he wanted more. Every time Treize entered him, it pushed him higher; the hard heat inside him touched all the perfect spots.
"Harder, Treize, please, give it to me harder," demanded the blond. "I can take it."
Treize moaned at his lover's eagerness and increased his pace. He wanted to give Zechs the ultimate pleasure. So he reached down and started pumping the blond's dripping arousal.
Zechs screamed, "Treize!" and arched off the bed, the sensation tripling. He thought he was going to die; he felt the pressure increase almost unbearably. Then it hit him; climax, completion, final ecstasy: he pumped his seed all over his stomach as he screamed his lover's name.
Treize cried out as he felt the blond tighten even more around him. He watched Zechs climax, knowing he was close behind. Two more thrusts, and the blond's tight body and ecstatic cries took him over the edge as well. Blinding pleasure robbed him of strength; he pumped Zechs full of his passion before collapsing next to him on the bed.
"T-Treize," began Zechs. "That was..." he trailed off, unable to verbalize his feelings.
"It was beyond amazing, Zechs," Treize murmured. "You are incredible, and beautiful, and..." Treize looked down and realized the blond was sound asleep in his arms. He pulled a blanket over them, and whispered, "And I love you."
Treize held Zechs close; they drifted off to sleep together, and dreamed of their future.
The End
(:./jade/drinktome2)
