Author: Zazu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon
Pairings: 1x2
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity, and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned here, and any instances that you may find similar to real life events are purely a coincidence.
Momento
The crowd was stifling but there was nothing to be done about it. Everyone was there to see the concert, and the band was certainly doing a good job of making the crowd wild. We moved like a large mass, writhing and keeping beat in various ways as we listened and shouted.
And damn was it a good feeling!
I let out a loud yell at the end of that song, cheering with the crowd, their screams deafening me, almost louder than the speakers. Something was shouted into the microphone and the crowd answered, cheered, so I screamed along.
As the drummer began again and the guitar followed, leading into one of my favourite songs, just as someone fell against me from behind.
"Sorry." I could barely hear the husky voice from the body pressed against my back, lips touching my ear as I turned to tell him it was okay.
I stared into the most amazing blue eyes, and for a moment, the loud music and cheering around me vanished. Then, he blinked and I felt it, an unmistakable hardness against my ass. I could hear blood rushing in my ears and then the lead struck a chord and I jumped.
One of his hands rest on my hip, the other sliding around until it splayed against my belly through my thin t-shirt. He shifted, rubbing against me, and then his hand slid from my hip into my pocket.
A finger traced my slight arousal and a tongue licked my ear.
And damn if I wasn't hard.
The music thrummed through our bodies as his fingers wriggled a little more into the pocket of my tight jeans and he began to caress me, his hips moving in time to the beat vibrating from the ground.
He pulled back and my braid was tossed over my shoulder so that it wouldn't be trapped between us. Then, his hand stilled, only his hips moving against me, two of his fingers still pressed against my hardness.
Then his tongue was licking my neck, tracing the tattoo I had there. I shivered, my eyes closing as I moaned. It felt like all that was holding me up was his hands and his hips against mine, and then the guitar solo came on and his fingers began to touch me again.
His lips travelled from my tattoo to the juncture between my neck and shoulder. He sucked hard, and I knew he would leave a mark there, and I felt him moving, touching me as I pried my eyes open and watched the guitar solo, breathing hard and trying to keep the person in front of me from stepping back into me.
"Come." The word was breathed into my ear and for a moment I thought I had imagined it. But then he was pulling me hard against him and his hand moved from my stomach to the front of my pants until he was touching me as best he could through the front of my jeans. I gripped his wrists with my hands, and then I could feel it, coiling in my belly, my climax desperately close. I pressed my hand over his, forcing him to rub me harder through my jeans and he complied with a growl, moulding his body against mine and God it felt so good, he felt so good.
He nipped me hard just as the song ended with a scream and a crash of drums and guitars, and my head dropped back over his shoulder, my hips pressing forward into his hand as my cock twitched, emptying my seed in thick spurts.
As the crowd erupted into cheers I moaned and heard him echo me just in my ear as he pulled me hard against him, his cock twitching against my ass as he came.
By the time I was standing without his support, still breathing hard, he was gone, the only evidence the sticky wetness in my pants and a silver necklace in my pocket where his hand had been.
OWARI
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