-Yaoi- Only You...: Only You...

Darkness... what more is to be expected in the night? Only darkness... and darkness alone. The gold knob on the door is covered by a cautious hand. It grips the metal surface, and turns the knob to the right as the door clicks.

Platinium blond strands fall about two broad shoulders. Sterling pushes open the door slowly. The bedroom is covered in waves of powder blue light... Moonlight. The blonde inhales deeply and steps into the room. The floorboards creak and the door is shut behind him.


Silver eyes, reflecting off of the pale light, probe the room. The lump under the covers shifts. A soft groan is heard. Sterling approaches the bed as an amused smile crosses his face. He pulls back some of the covers to let the blue light shine down upon the young boy asleep.


Smooth skin and raven hair... a bit unruly from sleep. The young boy's face is relaxed and nearly angelic, even as the blonde's hand caresses his soft cheek. The smile once aquired by Sterling freezes into a forlorn gaze.


As his hand leaves the young boy's face, two eyes of crimson open. His slumber is broken. "Sterling...?"


"... Well who else would it be?" silver eyes reply in a whisper. The one in bed narrows his eyes.


"What do you want?" he grumbles sleepily. The conversation turns quiet and Sterling stands by the bed. His metallic eyes continue to look at raven hair. Then his lips begin to move... then stop... then try once more.


"I am here... here to pleasure you,Okami," murmurs Sterling. The younger man's expression changes drastically and his cheeks flush a pale shade of rose. Crimson orbs stare up at the tall blonde man, who's silver eyes were now hazy slits filled with allure.


Okami's jaw moves but no sound leaves his throat. Sterling rests two fingers against the younger man's lips, silencing his already silent voice. He pulls his knee up onto the bed, and leans forward upon it. Shimmering blonde hair falls over his shoulders, curtaining Okami whilst the other looms over him.


Dark red eyes lose certainty whilst the one below gulps with nervousness. The covers are pulled back. The one ontop leans down as the space between the two men's faces closes.


"Don't worry, I am going to be gentle..." Sterling murmurs the moment before the two enemies' lips touch. The man whom Okami most dispised is now straddling his small frame. How did this happen, so suddenly? This man... whom is brushing his lips over  his own, over and over, each more mystifying than the last.


A pitiful moan escapes the young man's throat. His legs begin to squirm as excitement toys with his groin. Sterling pulls his mouth from Okami's. He smiles, quite knowingly, as his hand travels down Okami's torso and slips between his legs. The man below shivers and whimpers at the stimulation. He closes his legs. "Sterling... no..."


With little force, Sterling opens the other's legs. "You sure you want to say no to this?" the husky whisper fills Okami's ears and causes a shiver to run down his spine. The hand between the legs slips down between cloth and skin to caress  the young man's hardening member.


Okami holds back an enlightened cry. He bites his lip and leans his head to the side, as he finds his own hips moving up to meet Sterling's talented hand. The blonde smirks smugly, reading the boy's body language like a book. He leans down upon Okami, and brushes his warm lips against the young silky neck.


Small hands grip the sheets below them. A love bite here, and a love bite there, up and down that slender neck. Pent up anger, aggression, perhaps even hate, releases itself into the two... all in the form of... lust.


All too soon, the raven haired boy is stripped and his young hands move from gripping the bed sheets to clasping the broad shoulders of the man above. Slender fingers hold onto the white fabric of Sterling's shirt. Okami's hips buck against Sterling's hand, sliding and squeezing Okami's sensitive manhood.


"You're about to feel that wonderful climax aren't you," so says the hushed voice of Sterling. The man below responds with more of his moans---moans much louder and pure than those he had tried to fight. The grip of the hand loosens. Crimson eyes open slightly, and the young boy nearly growls with irritation of un-fulfillment. Sterling smiles down at him, almost cruelly.


"Do you really want it?" he asks as a lone finger draws itself from the base, lightly up to the tip.  


"Yes," Okami manages between a few gasps.


"How bad?" Sterling asks once more as his hand continues to tease. Okami's grip on the other's shirt tightens and he pulls Sterling down on him. "Very... bad..." he says in a low lust-ridden hiss. With that, he captures the blonde's mouth with his own. His soft pink tongue pushes against Sterling's lips, eager to please the man enough to deliver him the pleasure he so craves.


The lips part, and their tongues meet in the hot damp abyss of their lustful mouths. Okami feels the hand re-wrap around his length. His motions waver for the moment as he lets out a pleasured groan. Sterling takes his tongue from the young man's mouth. He licks his lips. "Good boy."


Their motions quicken while their skin becomes damp with drops of sweat. Everything is burning, including the lighted passion within. It flickers brighter and brighter. "Sterling!" the blonde hears the orgasmic cry. "Sterling!" he hears once more. "Sterling!" the sound becomes... more... annoying...?  


"Sterling! It's time to get up!" a woman's voice yells. The blonde is shaken. "What?" he groans sleepily. Silver eyes open. A teenager, with red locks, looks down at him. Her hands are upon her hips. "Sterling, you promised to take me out somewhere today, and it's already past noon," she grumbles.


Sterling lets out a yawn. "I'm sorry, Torako," he murmurs as he twists around in the covers.


"My god... you... you didn't!?" he hears her shriek. The blonde sits up slowly.


"What?"


"You came in the bed!" she groans, shaking her head. "Now I have to wash the sheets!"


He lowers his head, and sees the large damp spot on the bed sheets. His cheeks paint over with a faint blush. "So I have..." he murmurs. The redheaded woman looks at Sterling, sighs, and smiles oddly.


"Least I know I can please you in  your dreams too," Torako says in a giggle. Sterling looks up at her and stares blankly for a moment. Then, of course, what she said clicks.


"Yeah.. of course, only you could please me like that," he says with a uncertain laugh. "Only you..."