Desire

His fingers trembled, tangling themselves in a dark red mess of hair as he held Asch close.  He didn’t know why he was here, in this small inn room, embracing the one who had caused him so much pain.  Maybe he was a bit sadistic after all.

“I thought you only got nervous around girls.”  Asch’s amused voice was right next to his ear, a hand on his back and the other… somewhere a little lower.

“Shut up…! I…I thought you were gone.”  Guy stammered, surprised when his voice caught in his throat.  Asch was amazingly on top of things, as usual.

“You’ve picked up some of his language, I see.”  Asch’s tone made Guy feel as if he had done something terribly wrong, but before he could think about it any more, warm possessive lips found his.  “I’ll just have to make sure you stay quiet…”

Indeed, before Guy had the chance to say anything else, Asch kissed him again, lips dominating his own, arms circling around him, holding their bodies deliciously close.

It really shouldn’t have surprised him that Asch was so forward, after all, he always had been.  Still, the warm fingers that slid ever so smoothly just below the hem of his pants made him gasp.

“Ahh-!”  One thing led to another, and as Asch easily slid articles of clothing off them both, Guy was suddenly reminded of Luke… he looked so much like Asch that it was easy to mistake them. 

He glanced up at Asch, watching as the feline eyes drank in his naked form.  Were it anyone else, he might have been a little unnerved, but Asch… he was different.

Without warning, the red-head leaned in for another kiss, nibbling at Guy’s lips before trailing decisively downwards.

“Ah-!”  Guy breathed, catching his small moan halfway when Asch reached his destination. 

It was times like this that Guy knew he could never mistake the two.  He wasn’t certain where Asch’s experience had come from.  Really, he didn’t think he wanted to know, but part of him always wondered what had happened to Asch in the time they had been apart.

Somewhere, he had learned how to work wonders with his tongue.

“Nmm… Asch…” Guy murmured, feeling his cheeks flush as Asch’s long hair teased the tips of his toes, that skilled tongue teasing something else far too much.  A warm need began to build within him, and before long he found his breath quickening, his body moving against his will in time with that devilish tongue.  “…Asch I…”

Immediately, Asch backed away, making Guy wince softly, biting back a plea not to stop.  Seeing that he had the upper hand, Asch smirked.  “Don’t tell me that little touch is enough to push you over.”

That bastard!  Guy flushed again, feeling embarrassed in front of Asch again.  He had to remind himself that Asch was far more manipulative than Luke.  It shouldn’t have surprised him that he would pull something like this.

Feeling the ache of his teased erection, and seeing that Asch was in no hurry to help him, Guy reached down to relieve some of his need.

His hand was quickly swatted away.  “What do you think you’re doing?”  Calculating eyes narrowed as Asch stood and took both of Guy’s hands, leading him towards the bed of the room they had rented.  Callously, he threw him onto the bed.

Guy didn’t notice that Asch had picked up his belt from the floor until it expertly fastened his wrists to the headboard of the bed.  As Asch looked down at him, a devilish smirk on his lips, Guy felt his blood race in anticipation.  “Now Guy, the real fun begins…”