Yaoi: Ike and Pit

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: September 04, 2010

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Pit, smiling nervously, unbuckled his belt and dropped his sandals onto the ground, followed by his white tunic. Ike went to his dresser, and from the top drawer, pulled out a small bottle. Pit, just in his black shorts, curiously looked up at Ike from the edge of the bed.

“What’s that?” he asked, twiddling his thumbs.

“This stuff will make it easier for us,” Ike grinned. “But you don’t have to worry about this.” Ike set the bottle onto the carpet next to his bed, and gently pushed Pit onto his back, giggling. Ike straddled his legs, and leaned over Pit, staring into his pretty eyes.

Pit, wiggling his arms free from Ike’s gentle touch, reached for the bluenette’s waist. He carefully tugged at the towel around his hips until it came free. Pit tossed it to the floor, and smiled as he ran his fingers through Ike’s damp hair. Ike’s member was at full erection as it rubbed against Pit’s groin and stomach. Ike kissed Pit passionately on the lips, letting his tongue lick the angel’s soft lips. Pit felt his own member throbbing from excitement, all cramped in his small shorts. Pit tried to push them down to his ankles, but he couldn’t move his arms, he was so drowned in the excitement and passion. Ike noticed his struggling and smiled as he parted from Pit.

“Stop squirming,” Ike chuckled softly. “I’ll get them.”

Pit breathed in slowly and Ike kissed his jaw multiple times, going down his neck, and chest. Ike got to Pit’s stomach, where the bluenette devilishly started to lick the angel’s sensitive skin.

“Ike!” Pit gasped, his hands covering his eyes.

The mercenary chuckled lightly and got down the beginning of Pit’s shorts. Ike grabbed the lining with his teeth, and gently brought them down to his ankles. Pit felt sudden relief as his tight sheath was finally lifted, but became tense again as Ike tossed them onto the ground, and started kissing and licking up the angel’s legs. Ike smiled to himself as he finally got to Pit’s groin.

Pit breathed in sharply as he felt Ike tongue the tip of his erection. The angel covered his eyes again, wanting Ike to pleasure him with an oral satisfaction, but he was too afraid to ask. He had already got Ike into this whole thing, he didn’t want to ask for more.

Ike wrapped his arms around Pit’s waist, and held him down. Pit, not have good self-control, was pushing up, even though he wasn’t moving. Ike looked up to Pit’s face.

“I can tell what you want,” he chuckled.

Pit’s hands left his face and leaned forward, looking at Ike.

“I can’t ask, though, I’ve already asked too much of you,” Pit said softly, his groin throbbing again.

“Well, you don’t know what I’m going to say, so just ask.”

Pit looked at Ike hesitantly, but asked in small voice,

“Ike, do you think--”

“Of course.”

Ike took Pit’s throbbing erection into his mouth and started bobbing his head up and down. Pit gasped and clutched his face again, breathing Ike’s name. Ike tongued Pit’s member in his mouth, wanting Pit to have inspiration to be more open with him. He had been so shy, he never actually asked for any pleasures that Ike would be glad to give him. Pit ran his fingers through Ike’s cool hair, still a bit damp. Ike slowly pulled away from Pit, reminiscing about the magnificent taste.

“Ike--” Pit gasped.

“Yeah?”
“Please, could you…”

“Please, could I what?”

“Please, could you make love to me? I can barely contain myself…”

Ike chuckled lightly, and set Pit’s head on one the pillows.

“Thank you for asking, I’m glad you’re opening up.”

“Stop stalling--please?”

Ike grinned, and leaned over the side of the bed, grabbing the bottle he had put down.

“Give a moment, my love,” he said, stroking Pit’s chest.

Ike shook the little bottle and some lubricant dripped onto his hand. He rubbed the stuff around his member and turned Pit onto his back. Pit breathed steadily as he waited anxiously for Ike to be done. Ike brought his wet fingers to the small of Pit’s back, and lightly trailed down until he touched the angel’s opening. Pit shuttered at his warm touch, and gripped the pillow.

“You okay?” he asked, settling himself over Pit’s back, rubbing his cheek into his soft hair. “You seem a little tense.”

“I am,” he said quietly.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he said. “I’ll always be gentle. I’d never hurt you, I promise you that as well. Ready?”

Pit nodded and held his breath. Ike put his arms under Pit’s chest, being careful of his wings, and gently slipped his tip into the angel. Pit gasped again, as the pain and pleasure started up again. Ike slowly put his full length into Pit, a little more every few seconds. The skin around Ike’s intrusion was so warm as the youth was still so tight.

“Ike--” Pit said quietly, as Ike started to thrust in and out of Pit. “Ike--Ike, it--it feels so good!”

“Mhmm--” Ike hummed in between breaths. “You okay--so far?”

“Yes--harder, Ike--”

Ike was surprised with Pit’s demand, and wasn’t sure if he really meant it. He assured himself his love was just overcome with pleasure, and was gasping the things that came naturally to your lips during that time. Ike pressed his forehead against Pit’s shoulder, and grunted and he pushed, going his normal speed.

“Ike--harder Ike, harder!”

Ike breathed into Pit’s skin, not sure what to do. Maybe it would be okay, since he had the lubricant, and everything was flowing easier. Ike held his breath, but thrusted a bit harder and quicker. Pit was breathing with the thrusts, keeping the rhythm of their passion. Pit seemed to be doing okay, so Ike was pushing his full length into the youth a little rougher than he had been.

“Are you okay?” Ike asked between moans.

“Y-yes--” the angel breathed. “I’m--okay… Ike, this is so good!”

“I know--”

The energy was starting to build up in Ike’s groin, as well as Pit’s, which was on the verge of it’s climax. Ike clutched Pit’s chest tighter and pressed against his sweaty skin. Ike was groaning louder now, and Pit was breathing harder. Ike could feel he was about to--

“Argh…” the bluenette grunted, with one finally thrust that surprised even himself. “Oh, Pit,” he said, pausing. “Are you okay? That last one was a little hard…”

“Ike, everything’s okay,” Pit panted into the pillow. “That… was amazing…”

“Did you--”

“Yeah, I did…” he sighed, looking over his shoulder. “Umm, could you…?”

“Oh, yeah,” Ike said, untangling their legs and sitting on the bed next to Pit. The angel slowly pushed up from the soft bed, and sighed.

“Sorry about your sheets…” he said quietly, leaning back onto Ike’s chest. “I think I ruined them…”

“Oh, that’s alright,” Ike chuckled, embracing Pit tightly. “I’ve got plenty. Are you real messy?”

“Kind of,” Pit said meekly, wiping some white from his lower stomach. “Actually, yeah, I’m really messy… I think I need a shower. But you already took one.”

“I can always have another,” Ike chuckled. He pulled Pit off the bed, and led him toward the bathroom.

He looked over his shoulder at Pit, and laughed as he saw his stomach.

“Sorry about that,” he chuckled.

Pit looked down at his stomach as Ike walked into the shower and turned on the water so it was a nice warm temperature. As Ike waited, he looked over at Pit.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah…” Pit said.

“Something on your mind?”

“Yeah.”

“What?”

“I’m just wondering…” Pit blushed and grinned. “It’s sounds ridiculous now that I think about it.”

“Just tell me,” Ike smiled.

“I… I was just wondering… what I tasted like…”

Ike chuckled and lightly grabbed Pit’s wrist, and pulled him under the water.

“Maybe you’ll find out, someday,” he laughed.

“Wait a minute,” Pit said, stepping back out of the shower. “I need to use the bathroom first, really quick…”

“Oh, go ahead,” Ike said.

Pit closed the curtain to the shower and scurried over to the toilet. The angel sat down, with the cover on, and hesitantly gathered some of the white from his stomach onto his finger. He brought it to his nose, and sniffed it curiously.

“Hmm,” he mused. “I wonder…”


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