Dancing In the Shadows

-Original Fiction-

Hotel

by Pookie

The rain was pouring hard outside, beating relentlessly against the windows of his car. With an exasperated sigh he stared out his window, growing ever more so frustrated with this delay. The slick black car was finally able to move again, and started crossing through crowed streets, wildly ignoring any and all signs and regulations. Not that it matter much to him anyways, no one ever bothered him with those details.

The car pulled to a complete stop in front of a grand and luxurious hotel. Valets helped him out, quickly recognizing him and awarding him more than his share of respect. He often came to these hotels, and he was known to keep a loose check on his spending. He stepped into the broad lobby of the hotel and caught his reflection in a mirror. He paused for a second and brushed his wild hair back a bit. No one ever commented on his style; on the contrary, they all adored him. Such were the advantages of being the son of someone as rich as his father.

A stubborn strand of his silver hair kept falling to his eyes and with a sigh he gave up this loosing battle. In a few quick steps he walked to the counter and received his key. After a brief polite smile to the people around he made his way to the elevator. As the large metal doors closed he slumped against the wall and smiled. He was finally here. It had seemed at times as thought he would never make it here this day.

He entered his room: a large luxurious suite with a wonderful view of the park nearby. He tossed away his coat and started looking around anxiously. Food was still left on the table; clothing was dispersed here and there in a random fashion. The large silky bed was not made, but a single red rose lay on a pillow. Yet there was no one here... "Steph?" He called out once, his voice resounding softly through the empty suite. The only answer he got was the silence. A small grin formed on his face as he noticed a half open door to the side. An invitation...

He made his way to the door and opened it, his eyes taking in the scene before him. In a large marble bathtub, a young man with startling blue hair was relaxing, his eyes closed, his breathing calm. Scattered petals roamed everywhere around him, floating through the clear warm water. The silver-haired youth admired the scenery for a few long heartbeats, finding himself unable to move anymore. Finally he softly called out his lover's name. "Steph..."

Steph opened his eyes and tilted his head towards the door, his long hair falling like a drape around him. A smile curved his lips as he acknowledged the other's presence. He then lifted his body out of the water, the liquid glistening off his firm body, small red petals decorating him everywhere. His movements were all slow and calm. He watched the other man’s breathing accelerate with a smile as he reached for his bathrobe and enveloped himself in it. "Welcome back..." He walked up to his lover and gently pressed his body against his. His soft voice gently whispered his name into his ear. "Shizou..."

Shizou felt his being shiver at the way his name sounded. He gently embraced Steph in his arms, slipping his hands under the bathrobe. He pulled his lover even closer and captured his soft lips in a deep kiss. He felt him yield under his touch, eagerly answering his kiss. He could feel his desire growing as he ran his hands down Steph's slick back. He ran his hand longingly through the long silky hair. He had waited all day to be back here and could wait no longer. Shizou reluctantly pulled back and gazed into his lover's eyes. He saw his own reflected there, all his feelings and emotions, except maybe for an extra hint of mischief.

Steph smiled at him and leaned to kiss his neck. His hand slowly made its way up his shirt, his agile fingers wasting no time exposing his chest to the fresh air. Shizou closed his eyes letting the sensations course through his body. His body felt on fire under each of the kisses. He ran his hands along his lover's body, quickly shedding the useless bathrobe. A small moan escaped his lips as he could feel a soft tongue rolling on his nipple, gently sucking and nipping at it. The hands were now at his belt, taking away the last remnants of his clothing. Shizou felt his body come alive as the trail of kisses and teasing licks made their way to his growing manhood. "Steph..."

He gasped suddenly as his lover took him in his warm mouth, his tongue swirling around his erection. He grasped Steph's shoulder tight and restrained himself from bucking his hips into his mouth as he slowly and teasingly worked his magic. He could feel his urge growing by the minute, his breath growing faster, his heart beating wildly. "No... stop..." His voice was pleading, demanding more and begging him to stop all at once. He could have almost cried out as he felt his lover pull back from him. He looked down at him as he ran his tongue along his manhood on last time.

Steph looked up at his lover and smiled. He pulled himself to his feet and ran his hand down Shizou’s cheek while his finger gently probed him. He stifled the small gasps coming from the silver-haired youth with an eager kiss as he pushed his finger inside of Shizou's warm body. A long moan escaped Shizou's lips as the finger gently moved inside him. Steph broke the kiss and pinned Shizou against one of the wall. His finger slid out of him and gently ran down his leg, lifting it slowly in the process. He could feel his lover's needy arm wrap around him and pull him closer. His smile only grew wider he swiftly entered inside Shizou, enticing a pleasured cry from him.

Shizou felt his senses explode as Steph started sliding in and out of him. As the rhythm slowly accelerated, so did his heart. His body was rocking harmoniously with Steph's now, his sorely neglected manhood starting to manifest itself. The blue-haired beauty gripped Shizou tensely, their bodies wrapped tight around each other now. Shizou felt a hand grab him and roughly pump him and he cried out. His lover's name was flowing freely from his lips now. He held himself as long as he could. But he was completely helpless under all the sensations assailing him. With a long cry, he came in Steph's hand, his seed spreading across their chests. "Steph..."

Steph felt Shizou's warm seed coat his chest and felt himself reach his limit. He called out his lover's name as he too came in powerful jets inside his lover's body. "Shizou!" His body shaking he rested himself against Shizou, trying to calm his ragged breath. He looked up and smiled at him as he felt a hand run through his hair. He gazed at his face longingly, unable to voice all the emotions in him. He was grateful for the soft loving kiss his lover gave him.

Shizou heard his name whispered and felt his heart skip a beat. Even now after all this that single word still held all that power. He nuzzled his head against Steph’s chest and let out a content sigh. He felt the strong arms embrace him as they both slid to the ground. There the pair rested, safe and content in each other's arm, their bodies and souls made one for a moment in time.

The End