Title: Twas the night before Christmas
Rating: R to NC-17
Pairing: Yonekuni & Shirou
Series: Sex Pistols

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Well, not all creatures where sleeping. At the end of the hall in the semi silent apartment, the door on the right was closed tight. And in that room, lay two figures. One with his hands tied above his head in a red ribbon. The other, keeled and bent over the dark haired male. Head just above the one who’s name he had just whispered. Giving the male a deep kiss, pushing his tongue in to tangle with the tongue of the one named “Shirou”. Tearing his mouth away to groan and cry out as he came, flooding the one below him with his cum. And as the one known as Shirou came, covering the blond’s hand with his own release, the sound of the door being pounded on startled both of them out of their own world.

The blond stared at Shirou, with the look of wariness. It was only the two in the apartment, as Kunimasa & Norio are back home for the upcoming busy day tomorrow.

Shirou had to grin. It didn’t take a genius to figure out who had interrupted them. With his arms still tied above his head, he brought them down to bring Yonekuni down for a kiss, darting a little to lick at the corner’s of the blond’s mouth.

Giving a rough chuckle, Yonekuni dipped his head down. Taking the wolf’s lips as his own, the blond could feel his pulse pick up again as he felt Shirou’s body tighten and squeeze around him.

And if the two had cared to glance out the window, they would have seen a figure flying off into the distance, grumbling to himself.

Title: Yonekuni’s birthday gift
Series: Sex Pistols
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Yonekuni & Shirou
Part Of: Trapped By Dogs
For: Ginyanote (Happy birthday!) & Shidaime (for encouraging me so much ^^)

A muffled groan filled the room as strong fingers slid through soft hair, pausing to slip finger tips down, caressing the mouth that was full of hard flesh. Eyes closed, Shirou breathed deeply through his nose as he pulled back, allowing the tip of Yonekuni’s cock to rest on his tongue. Nibbling gently with his teeth, Shirou barely heard the hiss of pleasure from the blond before a sharp tug on his head caused Shirou to look up.

Blue eyes looked down at the male at his feet. The sight of the wolf’s hands tied behind his back and mouth full of his cock, Yonekuni gave a silent groan as Shirou gave Yonekuni another nip before pulling away, watching as a tongue slid out to lick at lips, catching the slight traces of pre-cum hanging off his lips. Breathing deeply, Yonekuni pulled Shirou to his feet, licking at his lover’s lips. Ignoring the slight taste of his cum, the blond focused on the pure taste of Shirou. Sliding his arms around his lover, Yonekuni pulled Shirou closer, rubbing his flesh against Shirou’s.

Nuzzling into Shirou’s neck, Yonekuni hid the grin as Shirou cried out as deft fingers teased Shirou’s ass, finger tips dipping in, before pulling away. Pulling his arms away and turning his lover around, Yonekuni pushed Shirou to the bed, raising the wolf’s ass in the air. The delicious sight of his lover’s ass before him, the blond gave Shirou’s ass a quick slap, enjoying the low cry.

“This happens to be one of the best gifts I’ve ever gotten,” Yonekuni’s deep voice filled the room, fingering the ribbons that held Shirou’s hands together behind his back.

“Tying your self up,” a rough chuckle was Shirou’s only warning before Yonekuni slapped his ass again. “You must of had help.” Yonekuni paused, eyes narrowing at what he said. A familiar emotion reared up and he curled his upper lip in displeasure. Bending over Shirou’s back, the blond nudged the back of Shirou’s neck, inhaling the scent that the wolf gave off. Lips nibbled just above the base of his neck, Yonekuni growled.

“So, who helped you? Was it that damn middle weight?”

Shocked eyes widened. Struggling to look over his shoulder, Shirou shivered. The possessiveness in blue eyes shook him to the core. Flushing, Shirou bit his lip as Yonekuni’s hand slipped underneath to squeeze his stiff flesh. Licking his lips, the wolf shook his head.

“Hmmm? No? Not Oushou? Then who?” the thought of anyone seeing what was his caused Yonekuni’s blood to boil. Never had he been like this. Never had he felt the jealousy that rocked his body as he did today. Keen ears caught the whisper of his brother-in-law.

Yonekuni frowned. He didn’t like anyone; male or female to see his lover the way he sees him. But knowing that the lightweight possessed no threat to what was his, Yonekuni silently forgave Shirou, but decided to punish him in the way only he could.

Giving Shirou’s cock a caress, Yonekuni pulled away. Taking a seat on the bed, Yonekuni looked into Shirou’s eyes, before pulling the wolf down onto him, enjoying the weight of Shirou on his body. As Shirou righted himself up, Yonekuni lost himself in his thoughts from the past couple of hours.

It was only October, but Yonekuni shuddered as the cool air seeped through his jacket and to his skin. His classes for the day had finished, but his mood was soured. Instead of seeing his lover at school, hoping for a lunchtime tryst, Yonekuni ended up spending lunch alone. Having tried Shirou’s cell phone and failed to get through, the day that was supposed to be a great day had turned out to be terrible.

Never been one to really celebrate his birthday, only really to remind Kunimasa that he was just a little older than the jaguar, the blond was hoping to spend the rest of the day with his wolf. Hoping to curl up with the male and get warm, then to get their blood racing with other activities.

Sighing and making his way home, Yonekuni jerked at the lock, cursing when his key got stuck. Finally getting his key free, he closed the door behind him, locking the front door before removing his shoes and jacket. As he walked into his and Shirou’s room, the sight before him stopped him in his tracks.

There, on the bed, kneed his missing lover. Naked with his hands tied behind him and his flesh that began to harden at the sight of the shocked blond.

A shy smile graced Shirou’s face, followed by a light flush on his cheeks. Swallowing down his nervousness, Shirou rose up, offering his body to the blond.

“H-happy birthday, Yonekuni” came the greeting from the wolf, watching as the blond began to remove his clothes. Unconsciously licking his lips, Shirou’s eyed Yonekuni’s body. From his lips down to one of the sources of pleasure that he received.

The sound of Shirou’s cry pulled Yonekuni from his thoughts as the wolf rubbed against Yonekuni’s stomach, leaving a light trail of pre-cum across Yonekuni’s skin. Stealing a kiss from his lover, Yonekuni nibbled on Shirou’s lips, distracting the male from his wondering hands.

Eyes widening, Shirou pulled back from the kiss as a cry escaped him, arching his back as Yonekuni slid into Shirou’s body. Low cries of Yonekuni’s name, Shirou began to move. Dropping his head on Yonekuni’s shoulder, the heavyweight moved the way he knew that his lover would love. His heart swelled with love for Yonekuni and Shirou wanted to show the blond how much he cared for him.

“Yonekuni” a whisper from Shirou’s lips, nuzzling his nose near Yonekuni as his lover pulled him closer, pushing himself deeper into Shirou’s body.

Gasps and cries filled the room as the two rocked together, as if they where the only ones in the world. Quickly untying Shirou’s hands, Yonekuni pushed his lover down, covering the wolf’s body with his own as they both neared their end.

Slowly, as their breathing calmed down, Yonekuni reflected on the day that had originally been horrible. He knew he’d have to match Shirou for his birthday, to show his lover the way he showed him. To show the wolf that he was his and his alone

Title: Through his touch
Series: Sex Pistols
Rating:NC-17
Pairings: Yonekuni & Shirou
Part Of: Trapped By Dogs
For: Shidaime & Ginyanote

Yonekuni hated to show his soft side. He hated it even more when someone pointed out his soft side. But the thing that he hated the most was to see sadness hiding in Shirou’s eyes. He knew that the male tried to hide it, doesn’t voice his concerns nor his fears to him.

As he pulled the wolf closer to him, Yonekuni tried to convey his feelings for Shirou through his touch. Wrapping his arms around the heavyweight, placing his lips near Shirou’s ears, Yonekuni whispered words, soothing the wolf.

As Shirou slipped into sleep, his head resting on Yonekuni’s lap, the blond thought of what he wanted to do. Nervousness wasn’t something he was used to and he hid it, his mind wandering to what he wanted to do. To do what his lover does to him. In the cover of the dark, Yonekuni flushed. Memories of Shirou taking him, licking and sucking him. Swallowing him, the taste that he gave off.

Swallowing, the blond pulled away to stand up, waking Shirou up in the process. Turning his eyes, Yonekuni watched as his lover rubbed his eyes and gave him a smile. Biting back a groan at the sight that Shirou gave, Yonekuni let his eyes wander over his lover’s exposed skin. Down the bare chest, barely stopping to see the marks his teeth left around Shirou’s nipples and down. Swallowing again, Yonekuni knelt down, slipping his hand up Shirou’s leg, trailing his finger tips up to tease the rapidly rising flesh.

Quickly shooting a look at Shirou’s face, Yonekuni moved forward, nuzzling his nose against his lover’s flesh. Inhaling the musky scent that seemed to intoxicated him, the blond hesitantly licked. Again he licked, tongue darting out to catch the fluid that began to seep out at the tip. Eyes closing, Yonekuni savored the raw taste of Shirou. Moving to give a slight nip, Yonekuni took Shirou into his mouth, weighing the flesh against his tongue before mimicking what his lover has done to him. As he gained a rhythm, Shirou’s attempts to hold back his cries failed as his body shook in awe and pleasure.

With his eyes closed, Yonekuni never saw the look of adoration nor the love at the single act proved to him. Leaning forward, Shirou ran his fingers through the blonds hair, resisting the urge to push himself deeper into Yonekuni’s mouth. Just the sight of his flesh disappearing into the mouth that was teasing him was just as hot as the action of his lover going down on him. The feel of his lover’s tongue, the heat of Yonekuni’s mouth and the strong suction did him in, back arching and crying out Yonekuni’s name as he came.

Blue eyes shot open as Shirou’s seed shot into the blonds mouth, swallowing the musky fluid down before glancing at Shirou’s embarrassed face. Yonekuni had to wonder to himself why he never did this before for the wolf, but knew he’d have to think about that later as he watched Shirou bite his bottom lip and look away in embarrassment.

Giving a rough chuckle, Yonekuni stole Shirou’s lips in a quick kiss, whispering words to his lover, enjoying the sound of Shirou gasping as the blond grabbed Shirou’s sensitive cock, giving it a quick stroke, bringing the flesh back to life.

Shirou pulled his body up and on to his knees, just the way Yonekuni had told him to. Gentle hands grasped his ass as the wolf dropped to his chest, biting his bottom lip to stifle the low moan when Yonekuni gave said cheeks a nip. Shooting a glance over his shoulder, the wolf couldn’t see, only feel the texture of Yonekuni’s tongue gliding along his skin, nipped at random spots before fingers found their way, spread cheeks to expose the one place that Shirou knew where his lover wanted to be.

The sight of his lover below him, biting his lip to bite back the cries at his touch caused him to throw away the gentleness that he had planned. Quickly covering himself with lube, Yonekuni bent over Shirou, chest to back as he pushed in, groaning at the heat that encased his flesh. Hands reaching down, lacing fingers together, Yonekuni’s began to move the a ryhthm that only he and Shirou knew.

Nudging damp hair away from the back of the neck in front of him, Yonekuni licked at the sweat that dotted the skin.

“Unnn… Yone… kuni” came a gasp from Shirou as Yonekuni hit the spot.

The rough chuckle in his ear was his only warning before the blond began to move in earnest, aiming for the spot as Yonekuni bit down on Shirou’s shoulders, groaning out Shirou’s name as his lover tightened around him.

Dropping his head on Shirou’s shoulder, Yonekuni bit down on the bare skin as he came, pushing his seed as far as it could go into his lover’s body. Sliding a hand down, curling around Shirou’s hard flesh, Yonekuni nuzzled into the wolf’s neck, softly speaking the words that came from the heart, causing Shirou to shudder & cry, cumming onto Yonekuni’s hand. Slipping away from Shirou, Yonekuni pulled his hand away, licking at Shirou’s seed that covered said hand.

Falling onto his back, Yonekuni’s eyes slid over to Shirou, watching his wolf kneel up, trembling a little as Shirou made his way towards the bathroom. The sight of his seed leaking from the supple ass and knowing that it could hold much more made him move, silently getting up and following Shirou, ignoring the slight gasp of surprise before all sounds where drowned out when the shower came on.

Title: Yonekuni’s confusion
Series: Sex Pistols
Rating: R
Pairings: Yonekuni & Shirou
Part Of: Trapped By Dogs

After the mess that happened that morning, Yonekuni had to sigh. Now, instead of just instructing Noririn, he had Shirou to help too. Without looking up, he could feel Shirou settle next to him, close but not touching. Hands twitching, the blond resisted the urge to touch the wolf. As he was about to give in, the hesitant touch on his leg pulled his attention to Shirou’s face, flushed as he bit his lip.

Clenching his hand against his chest, Yonekuni looked down, confusion written on his face as he struggled to calm his heart. Bitting his lip, he looked away as his heart skipped at the touch as his hand slowly went to Shirou’s, covering the wolf’s hand with his.

As the hours passed, the blond did his best to instruct Shirou on keeping his soul hidden, using that as an excuse to skip school.

Though, that was the excuse Yonekuni gave, but the real reason, the one he kept to himself was the fact that he didn’t want anyone to see Shirou’s soul. He’d never admit to the flare of jealousy when Noririn touched the wolf nor the feeling he got when he caught the full blown scent of himself all over the male.

And towards the end of the day, when Shirou left the shower, Yonekuni had to grin. His scent was still there, still strong as if he just covered the wolf in it.

The following day was even worse than the blond thought it would be. Throughout the whole day, Yonekuni fought down the urge to rip everyone off of Shirou who dared to get too close to the heavyweight. As the days passed, Yonekuni kept close to the wolf. Even while at school, the blond stayed close due to the fact of Shirou’s slip ups, causing those madararui around to take notice, which to say pissed the blond off to know that others other than he know of Shirou’s soul.

Before long, summer break found Yonekuni at his family’s house with Shirou and Noririn for extra training.

The days passed slowly as Yonekuni watched from afar as Shirou started to master his control and every single time, he couldn’t help be feel more drawn to the wolf. His feelings still tormenting him, Yonekuni groaned as he laid in bed, his body throbbing at the faint sounds of low groans from the room next door. Licking his dry lips, the blond listened quietly, straining to hear the slight gasp of his name, which only lit the fire in him ever more.

Imagination running wild, Yonekuni began to tease himself with light touches, slipping his hand down to run the tips of his fingers along the edge of his flesh, before fully grasping himself. Listening to the sounds next door, Yonekuni kept in rhythm to Shirou’s cries. Giving a soft gasp, Yonekuni came. Staring at the fluid on his hand, the blond couldn’t help the feeling of something deep inside him, aching.

Wiping his hands, the blond could barely hear the sigh that Shirou gave, the faint sound giving off despair that the wolf felt.

Waiting a while, Yonekuni slipped into Shirou’s room as quietly as he could. Kneeling next to the bed, the blond studied Shirou’s profile, noticing the dried tears on the wolf’s cheeks. He caught himself reaching out to cup the male’s cheek before pulling back as his heart began to race. Standing up and giving one last glance to the sleeping figure, Yonekuni returned to his room.