Okay, well, this is my second story, bu I erased my first one because...well...Sesshoumaru and Axel don't have good chemistry. :( Anyways, this is a somewhat new style of writing that I'm trying out. It will probably only last about 2 – 3 chapters, but we'll see how it goes. Enjoy.
Chapter 1: Midnight Snack
It had all started with a whisper. A soft, loving whisper in his ear, sending shivers down his spine.
Who was he? How did he get in? What did he want?
Somehow, Sephiroth knew what he wanted. The way that his lips gently kissed his own while the black silk was tied around his head, ensuring that he was not to see who his midnight lover was. There was no way of knowing what was going to happen to him.
He had no way of knowing if the man was a sick bastard that recorded these visits or even if he was just another obsessed fan making his dream come true.
Though he had no idea who he was, Sephiroth let his remarkably soft hands trace over the gentle curves of the body above him. He let himself be stripped and touched while he let out his quiet moans. His breathe would quicken as the full lips met his in a heated kiss, drawing a heavenly moan from the foreign mouth.
The taste that came with the small tongue intrigued him, made him want more. A hint of honey and a clash of chocolate and strawberries. He let his own tongue wrestle it's way into the delicious mouth, letting it graze over straight teeth and what he imagined were pink gums.
He felt the small figure's bottom graze against his erection, a soft murmur passing his lips. His silver hair, he knew, was splayed around him, tickling his shoulders and twisting in curls around his face as sweat began to form.
The man lifted his body and threw his shirt aside. His pants were soon gone, his boxers thrown and landing on the dark wood dresser at the corner of the room. His naked body sat on Sephiroth's as he let out a moan at the sensation of having his cock pressed against an already wet and prepared entrance.
He let himself lose control as he felt his new midnight snack lower himself onto his rock hard erection, hearing the loud moan that accompanied the wet sound of his cock slipping inside.
"Aah-ah....t-too big..." It was a light voice, almost...angelic.
It was...beautiful. Light, airy and somewhat serious. As the young angel began to ride the powerful general, the latter's hands on his slim hips pushing him down harder, he smiled to himself.
Yes, it had all started with a whisper.
"Do you want me?"
Okay, so I didn't make this that long, but hey, it's 3 in the morning. I promise that the next few chapters will be longer and will have a lot more sex, but for now, please don't make this hard on me. I've had a horrible week.
I am also sorry to TiggerTails, who I have dedicated this story to. Since I erased my last one, I just though that maybe this would help make her feel better. And my guilty conscious.
Sorry, hun! I hope this story is better than the last!