So far and away.

Julian awoke late one night to the sound of the door shutting. The room was dark and it took him a while to adjust to the darkness off the room. Wraith looked down at him. A smile lit the boy's face. Sometimes college kept Wraith late, if his job didn't. Sometimes Julian wouldn't see his lover for days. Lately things had been a little tense between them. But when Julian saw Wraith smile at him, he instantly felt the tension melt away. "Com'ere lover boy.." Wraith said to him, and Julian crawled up onto his knees and hugged his boyfriend around the neck. The bed was pretty high, cause normal, Julian was only half as tall as Wraith was.

He nuzzled Wraith's shoulder affectionately. Wraith smiled down at his child lover. His eyes filled with love for the child as he petted the boy's soft hair. God, to feel Julian pressed against him like this. Julian could not see Wraith's eyes darken with something akin to passion, something the same yet completely different, Lust. The feeling of that small, helpless body pressed so lovingly against him, drove Wraith crazy sometimes. He placed his hands on the boy's shoulders and pulled back.

Julian blinked as strong callused hands held his shoulders, pulling him back, so that he was staring up into his boyfriend's eyes. The boy blinked up at Wraith. "What is it?" he asked. Wraith's eyes were so dark. Julian became afraid, was Wraith mad with him? He gulped. "Wrai-" But Wraith's kiss silenced him. The kiss was so soft it made Julian's heart flutter and his eyes close. Wraith pressed one hand flat on the small of the boy's back pulling him up against Wraith. The boy moaned into the kiss, shocking himself. The kiss suddenly took a different turn, it became rough as Wraith parted his lips and forced his tongue into the child's mouth. Wraith gently pushed Julian back onto the bed, going with him, he reclaimed the boy's pale lips in a heated kiss.

Julian didn't find anything different with the kiss, save that it was filled with hunger and need. Julian was even more worried now. He somehow got the feeling that Wraith wasn't going to stop. But Julian started to squirm, overwhelmed by the kiss his struggles started to cease until Wraith pulled away. "˜Wr-wraith.." He panted heavily. "Wraith?" he asked again when he didn't get an answer. And still he received no answer, further protests were silence as a rush of cold air found his chest, causing the redhead to gasp softly, and squirm, as his nipples hardened from the cold and goose bumps dotted his skin on his arms and legs, chills running up his backside. Wraith almost moaned at the shuddered breath that left the boy. He felt strong hands caressing the skin of his stomach and chest, not quite like sandpaper...Kikyo could not deny that it felt good. He was thirt-teen. It would be just plain odd if it hadn't felt good. "N...nahh..." Kikyo gasped, moaning as Wraith's hands found his nipples and began to relentlessly tease them. "Nhh...no...Wraith.." he whined and began to squirm again.
But he felt Wraith's hands grab his hips and stop his squirming. KIkyo gulped. "No Wraith don't.." he said. Wraith ignored his plea, Kikyo gasped, a high pitched sound as Wraith's warm slick tongue found every curv of his ear. The blue eyed boy found himself moaning and shivering as those warm..wet lips, burned a trail down his neck to his collar bone. Wraith smirked, as the boy arched up against him when he bit down on the junction between his shoulder and neck, lapping at the small mark, with his tongue. Kikyo's head was spinning. The ceiling seemed to be getting farther away. It was getting harder and harder to think...
He couldn't deny it felt good. And even though his body wanted more he was sure he did not. He wasn't ready for this...this was something only adults did...Kikyo was sure of it.
"N...nooo....Wraith..no." Kikyo moaned, as his shirt finally left his bare skin and he gave a small whimper of protest as those hungry lips found his chest again. And then gave a soft cry as those lips found one of his nipples and clamped down on it, a wet tongue lapped at it without mercy, hardly giving the boy time to actually protest. His breaths became slightly labored. "N..nahh ha!" Kikyo cried, arching up into that warm mouth. "˜P..perhaps...i-it's not..s-so bad..' He thought to himself, as Wraith's lips crawled down his stomach, stopping to play with his belly button, another rush of cold air and Kikyo found himself divested of ALL clothing. He whimpered and tried to prop himself up on his elbows. "..W..what..what are you doing?" he gulped, his face beat red.

Wraith looked up at him with those gorgeous red eyes, that seemed to drink every inch of him in. He felt as if he were being drowned in pools of crimson. "Trust my baby." He said softly. Kikyo nodded and sat up, suddenly, he stumbled over, falling backwards onto one elbow, when Wraith shoved his legs apart. "N..W-what the...w-w-wait a minute!" he cried. Wraith wasted no time as he set to work. Kikyo's back arched up off the bed, as Wraith's warm wet mouth enveloped him in a world of ecstacy. "..Ah! Wraith..kh!' He gasped, sitting up in an attempt to stop but when Wraith began to suck on his cock, Kikyo found himself doubled over Wraith, panting and making noises that drove the dark haired man crazy. "Nhgh! O..oh..god..ahh.." Kikyo panted, hardly able to make sense of his own words. His world was on fire at the moment, as Wraith did things he'd never thought one could do with another man's cock. Even though technically Kikyo wasn't a man. Suddenly something tickled. And then it hurt. He foudn himself gasping for breath by the time Wraith was done prepareing him. "N..No more.. P.please.." he begged. Wraith stopped for a second. What the hell did he mean no more? Kikyo shrieked as he fell back onto the mattress. "No... no please NO!!!"

Kikyo trudged down the sidewalk, heading for the park as per usual on a Saturday that Wraith worked. He usually spent his weekends alone. Wraith was only home on weeknights and vacations. He hardly saw him after dawn or before midnight at any other time. He looked up at the clouded sky, which had turned from cloudy to a boiling, depressing gray, bordering on black.

The day looked bleak. With a heavy sigh Kikyo kept on down the sidewalk, passing couples. He stopped to watch a couple walking down a path in the park , from his vintage point , since the park was a good 10 feet below this side of the rode at a steep slope, he could see they were holding hands. He and Wraith held hands, sure, but never for more than in instance. Romance, wasn't that what he and Wraith had?

Suddenly his chest felt tight and he banished all such thoughts from his mind. Wraith was a good man"¦That thought struck him like a hammer to his spine. As if he'd just realized this. They'd been together for two years"¦And Wraith had grown into a man. Wraith was a man now, he had his own life. As people passed him on the street he felt increasingly dejected. In a few years wraith would be leaving him behind"¦it had never occurred to him before now"¦

"All he wants is sex anyway." Kikyo felt his heart, ache as it leapt into his throat, he whirled, and saw a pretty blonde talking to one of her friends. He turned back and placed his hands on the railing. He found it hard to breathe. No....he couldn't really believe that! The world slid sideways for a moment, as sky merged with ground in a sickening whirlwind of despair.

"Kiky?" A soft tenor called out to him from somewhere. Somewhere beyond the cyclone that held him in it's treacherous grip. Suddenly strong hands gripped him by the shoulders and yanked him back to the world. He stared up into blue eyes, ones that held such concern for him. "Wraith/" he asked, when those hands tightened on his shoulders he corrected himself. "K-Kyle.." he said. Plus Wraith didn't have blue eyes.

"I..i'm s-sorry"¦" he said suddenly his friends eyes widened, What was wrong with Kyle? Kyle's ceiling was nice"¦

Wait a minute! Kikyo bolted upright and cried out, his hands going to the sides of his head as if to squeeze the pain out of his skull. What was wrong with him? Why did he hurt so much. And"¦why was he thinking about Kyle's ceiling? Upon opening his eyes wide enough he reckoned it was because he was starring at it. What? He sat up, a little slower this time and stared up at it. Then, he was a little scared, he looked around, towards the rest of"¦Kyle's room. Kikyo gulped, his mouth tasted funny. And it wasn't morning mouth.

He looked around at Kyle's room, Kyle had his clothes flung every which way. And he couldn't help but smile. Kyle always was a messy person. This would have been exceptionally funny"¦if that hadn't been HIS shirt hanging on that chair"¦with his pants...and his underwear...and his shoes and socks! Oh god!

He found he couldn't breathe. Kikyo was not stupid, and let no man say he was. Naïve maybe, but he damn sure knew when his clothes were not where they were supposed to be. And chairs didn't wear clotheing either.

"Don't look so terrified." Kyle's voice said in his ear, Kikyo screamed like a girl and flung himself from the bed and stumbled over, oversized pajama bottoms, which he...was wearing. Kikyo felt his own chest and legs. Clothes! Omigod! He looked at Kyle. "K..but"¦m-my clothes...and.." he stammered. Kyle smiled at him, and he blinked, feeling as if his legs would give at any moment. "Kikyo nothing happened. Unfortunately you mistook the beer machine for the soda machine"¦" At that he felt his face get red hot. Kyle was laughing at him now. And with good reason too. "Oh Kikyo, you're too Kawaii~" Kyle said and put a hand on the back of his neck and kissed his forehead.

He watched as Kyle sat down on the bed, and joined him when his best friend patted the beside next to him. "Kikyo I've been meaning to talk to you for some time." The blue eyed boy said.


Kikyo nodded and listened up. "A-about what?" His heart was still beating fast. "It's about you and Wraith.." the other said. Kikyo blushed again and looked away. "Wh-what about us?.." He found himself stammering.

"Kikyo it isn't right." Kyle said to him. "It wont last forever..Not even as long as you want it to." Kyle said, and the room was suddenly very serious and the air very thick. He gulped and looked away. "S-say's who? S-some damn dating book? I"¦I don't care what your books say I-" Kyle suddenly grabbed him by the shoulders, much like he had back at the park"¦"Kikyo..there's someone I love.." Kyle said.

Kikyo didn't know weather to be relieved, or just stare at Kyle with his mouth hanging open. He vied for the former. "Tt-that's great Kyle!" he cheered. "And that someone is you Kikyo.." Kyle said. It was then that Kikyo noticed the arm around his waist, it had been so light he hadn't before. While Kyle's right hand came up to capture Kikyo's left, and entwining their fingers.

Kikyo's free hand was gripping Kyle's shoulder in fear, as he stared up into those blue eyes. It was those eyes that stopped him dead in his tracks. Like the clearest blue sky, or the purest sea. They held him mesmerized, and the world beyond Kyle seemed dim and disconcerting.

Kyle's lips found Kikyo's in a chaste and innocent kiss. Not cause for arousal or moans. Not tongues came into play. Just this one innocent and childlike moment that made the redhead's heart melt. Kikyo's eyes had drifted shut which explain the darkness around him, yet in his mind he could still see Kyle's eyes, painted on the backs of his eyelids, forever imprinted there. Kyle's eyes were shut too he supposed he hadn't remembered them being open. Time seemed to stop for them.

He didn't think about how Wraith had never kissed him or held him so gently like this. He didn't think of what the girl had said to her friend in the park. He only thought of the kiss. And then., nothing else. The kiss didn't deepen. It was just their lips, pressed together so gently, but together. It was everything Kikyo had ever needed that he'd never had. It was world shattering and quiet at the same time. And it stayed that way"¦for a long time"¦until Kyle laid the sleeping Kikyo down to rest. He tucked him in and watched him sleep. There would be no romantic night, no erotic moments of forbidden pleasure. Just now"¦just for a while, they rested in each other's arms. And dreamed of sweet things.