Today is Going to be Perfect

A/N This story is an original giftfic for Shuji (http://original.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=1296859655), written a few months back. It involves smexing for two catboy characters of hers, Damien and Kaworu. Being put up here by request, due to some difficulties with the original site it was on.

Enjoy!


Today is Going to be Perfect.

Damien purred lightly as he balanced on the edge of consciousness, his blue hair covering his face. His ears flicked lazily. The morning was bright and cheery, sunshine already spreading across the bed with buttery warmth. With a contented sigh, he curled his naked body around the closest, heated softness as he tried to hold onto that sleepy feeling as long as possible.

A deep, happy purr rumbled into the air again, louder this time. An insistent request for someone to come and join him in enjoying the day, it didn’t get the response he was hoping for.

A foot kicked him, hard, along with a guttural moan. Damien was instantly awake, his golden eyes opening wide as he stared at the pale skin near his face. Nuzzling against the flesh, he clung tighter to the young man he was wrapped around and began talking in a soft voice.

“Kaworu, you’re dreaming. Wake up. I’m here with you, it’s okay. Wake up, ‘Woru.”

Green eyes popped open, looking up into Damien’s face with such fear that it broke his heart, just like it did every time.

“Shhhhh, it’s just a dream. You’re free now, remember?” Damien smiled encouragingly. “And I’m here.”

His gray ears quivering with tension, Kaworu stared around him blankly. His breathing was fast and panicked…and silent. Damien was pretty sure that Kaworu could even scream silently if he had to – he’d had a lot of practice before Giselle had rescued them both.

“Kaworu, wake up. Come on, wake up.” Damien didn’t dare kiss him like this, he’d likely get bitten. But he could hold onto him, let him feel his warmth, keep him close without invading his space, without caressing. “It’s only me. It’s Damien. Please, wake up, love. I won’t let anything hurt you, I promise.”

With a startled, shuddering sigh, Kaworu’s eyes finally cleared. His body relaxed as whatever memory he’d been immersed in faded. His gray ears seemed to relax as well and as he looked down at the slender frame coiled around him like a protective snake. A slow smile spreading across his face, he reached down to stroke blue, furred ears with a hand that shook just slightly. It smoothed out quickly as it petted Damien’s head, a familiar rhythm of sliding and movement that soon had Damien purring again and nuzzling against his chest.

Kaworu pulled him in with his free hand, tucking the slightly smaller boy against his body and under his chin. He hugged him in tightly for only a moment before he started to speak.

“What do you mean, you won’t let anything hurt me. You’re so funny. What’s a kid like you going to do?” With a kiss on the top of the soft blue head, Kaworu pushed Damien back off his chest, still smiling.

Damien smiled back, but his grin was bigger. “I’m barely a year younger. If I’m a kid, then so are you.”

“Older is still older. And I’m bigger than you. And I know more.” Kaworu smiled again at Damien’s delicate, disbelieving snort. “And you’re avoiding the question.”

The mischievous grin and the slight squirming near Kaworu’s hips happened at the same time. He pushed Damien further away with a laugh. Damien popped up to kneel on the bed next to him like a little jack in the box. His eyes sparkled playfully.

“Hmmm. What’s a kid like me going to do, huh? If I’m a kid, then I’d probably do this.” He used his position to leap on top of Kaworu. Keeping him pinned to the soft bed, he dug his fingers into Kaworu’s ribs as he began to tickle him fiercely.

Kaworu curled into his body, his hands frantically trying to push Damien away as laughter exploded out of him. “Ahhh, no! Ha ha hahahahahaaaaaaa. No! Hahaha. Agh, I yield! Uncle! I cry uncle!”

Damien stopped, his entire body buzzing happily as he looked down at Kaworu’s flushed face. The shadows were gone from the green eyes and Kaworu looked like a typical teenager again, apart from the furry ears atop his head.

“See. A very effective weapon, isn’t it?” Damien’s smile ended in a surprised squeak as Kaworu got his breath back and shoved up at him, toppling him over onto the other half of the bed. Kaworu straddled him right away, settling his nude bottom on Damien’s groin as he gave him a triumphant look.

“Not effective enough, eh?” With quick grab, Kaworu pinned Damien’s wrists to the bed near the young man’s head, his eyes reflecting the sudden erotic interest in Damien’s eyes. “See. What would you do if someone had you like this? You’d be helpless. Someone could do anything they wanted to you.”

Damien moaned slightly as Kaworu shimmied against him and warm flesh slid against his cock.

“What would you do now, kitten?” Kaworu asked again, his voice deeper. His eyes stared intently into Damien’s and the blue haired boy flushed even while his lips widened into another teasing grin.

“Hmmmm, what would I do?” Damien’s voice was a light murmur of sound. “This?” He pushed up with his hips, pressing his cock against Kaworu’s body. He got another smile and Kaworu shifted down until their cocks were rubbing against each other instead.

“Good plan,” Kaworu whispered. He moved his hips slowly, already hard just from being near his partner. The sweat from their bodies made a slick surface while soft, crinkly hairs caught and tugged at each other with the thrusting motion.

“Yesss, g-good plan.” Damien’s voice was weak and hoarse. It trailed off into a needy, expectant groan as Kaworu pushed against him again with a small sliding friction. “K-Kaworu…”

“Shhh, you don’t have to say anything, love.” Kaworu murmured, leaning down to kiss him softly on the lips. He tickled the rosy flesh, lapping at the edges. Damien sighed into his mouth, trying to move. Kaworu finally pushed his body up, letting Damien spread his legs underneath him. He settled his hips in against Damien’s groin with another deep kiss. There was no sound but breathing and the shuff of skin against skin.

“Damien, have I told you yet today that I love you?”

“I don’t remember,” Damien said with a little catch in his voice. “Tell me again?” He moaned sweetly as he was kissed again. Kaworu’s hands released his wrists, reaching over to caress the fur of his ears softly. The small purr from deep in Damien’s chest vibrated through his skin and into Kaworu’s flesh to meet an equally pleased growl.

A small, light kiss landed on Damien’s cheek. “I love your face.”

Another wet kiss trailed down to Damien’s jaw. “I love your body.”

Lips slid across Damien’s skin and down, hovering over a small, pink nipple, playing with it until it hardened. “I love your heart.”

Kaworu shifted, licking his way back up Damien’s body until he was directly over his face, green eyes staring into gold. His tongue slipped out to lick the tip of Damien’s nose and the pinned boy giggled. “I love you so much I can barely breathe,” he whispered earnestly.

“I love you more,” Damien said softly, reaching up with his freed hands and running them across the slender shoulders.

It was still so new, Kaworu thought, every time felt new and special. A miracle that they were safe now, that Kaworu didn’t have to worry about what new scars would be added to his own body by the time the morning came.

Or worry that the lab would decide that Damien needed to service the people they intended for Kaworu. That had always hovered in the back of his mind. If Kaworu didn’t do well enough, didn’t satisfy like he was supposed to, then they might take Damien away from the sweet girls he’d been intended for, and stuck him with the bastards that they gave Kaworu to. No one had ever said as much, but he always wondered.

And so he’d always tried. He’d made sure there was no reason to take away Damien’s happiness, but he didn’t have to worry about them anymore. Now… Now they just had to worry about each other, and their bodies, and the pleasure they could find with each other.

He just wished Damien realized that. Damien still worried over him, even though they were free. He could see it on his face. His partner tried to protect him constantly, even from his own dreams, but Kaworu knew who the vulnerable one really was. His blue haired lover was so soft and precious, so loving.

Kaworu wasn’t ever going to let anyone sully that. Not even himself.

He felt Damien brush his fingers over the subtle softness of the myriad scars across Kaworu’s back, touching them gently. He tensed, unable to help himself. He didn’t like how they looked; he’d told Damien that, but his kitten always touched them when they were intimate. And it felt good, just like it always did. The soft warmth across his body, everywhere it had been hurt and abused, was slowly relaxing him. Damien was the only one who could do that.

Damien had told him before how special, how loved he felt when Kaworu relaxed for him like this. Kaworu didn’t know why; the blue haired kitten acted like his reaction was some kind of precious gift, when it was Damien that was precious. Kaworu’s sweet, perfect lover, who didn’t mind what they did, as long as they did it together.

And they were going to do a lot together now. The idea had been on Kaworu’s mind for weeks and today seemed perfect. Giselle had an appointment this morning, so they were all alone until noon. He knew exactly what they could do.

Damien whimpered underneath him, wriggling impatiently until Kaworu reacted. Arching his neck, he purred again as Kaworu suckled at small bits of flesh underneath his jaw, licking in between the soft love bites.

“Yessss.”

Kaworu chuckled under his breath as Damien arched again with his small outburst. The gray cat’s hips pumped suggestively against Damien’s as he continued to lick and suck across his pale skin. He loved the taste of him, like something made from candy and lust.

“Kaworu, I can’t last. Don’t tease today, pleeeease.”

The soft mewing from his partner’s throat made him stop. He’d been teased without mercy, literally at times, far too often for him not to have any. He wouldn’t make Damien wait too long, then. Maybe he should change his plans?

“Would you like me to just tongue bathe you today, then? I can always finish you with my mouth.” Kaworu followed his suggestion with a long, slow slide of his tongue down Damien’s hard lean stomach, and he enjoyed the writhing body under him when he gave a little twirling lick at the blue haired cat’s belly button.

“I don’t know! I want to come quick. I want…”

“How about…” Maybe they could still do this? “…inside, then?” Kaworu licked his finger and slid it down quickly, thrusting it into Damien’s flesh so suddenly that the younger cat squeaked.

“Kaworu!”

“You said quickly. And you feel so good inside.” Kaworu wiggled his finger a little, feeling the warm grip of Damien’s body and the little shiver that followed. It always fascinated him. He didn’t know how Damien could enjoy it so much, but being penetrated by Kaworu’s hand always had him nearly incoherent. “And… I want to come inside you today,” he whispered, moving his finger again. He waited for Damien’s response.

“Aaaaaaah. Ohhhh, yessss.” Damien wriggled his hips, thrusting himself further onto Kaworu’s hand, and the gray haired cat licked his lips.

Today then. They hadn’t done that yet. Kaworu had wanted to, but every time he’d tried, he froze up. He remembered people using him callously for their own pleasure, and the thought of doing that to Damien was abhorrent. No matter how often Damien said that it was all right, that they could do whatever he wanted, that nothing Kaworu could do would be bad, he still froze up. But today felt so different. The room was warm enough that they were both glistening with beads of sweat, and it felt like it was making their bodies slide against each other more sensuously than they ever had. Their isolation today, the warmth, the loving look in Damien’s eyes – something was different, or everything was.

He wanted to do it today. Now. Damien was already so hot, still moving against him and gripping Kaworu’s finger inside his body. Kaworu didn’t know if he could ever have someone else inside of his own body again, although if it were going to be anyone, it would be Damien, but… Damien didn’t feel that way.

Just thinking of how quickly Damien came when Kaworu gripped his backside while they humped against each other’s cocks made his entire body shiver. Even better was how Damien cried out when something penetrated his body and thrust into him. He came so hard and fast that the first few careful times Kaworu had touched him that way, he’d been worried about his health.

Holding his breath, he slid his finger out slowly, salivating at the warm tightness that closed up as it withdrew. Damien whimpered, grabbing tightly onto Kaworu’s shoulders and pulling, his thighs clamping down until Kaworu pushed into him again.

Kaworu pulled out and thrust into him again, slowly, biting his lip. Sliding his finger out again and adding another as softly as he could, his entire body tingled as Damien drew him in deep with a pleasured moan. Shifting his fingers, more gentle than snowflakes, he scissored them to help his precious, precious kitten get used to this. It was a while since anyone had done anything to them. Their bodies were back to normal now, as normal as they’d ever get. Which meant Damien’s body was tight and held onto his fingers with a grip that made it hard to keep it slow. Everything about him was so fantastic.

He couldn’t keep his cock from sliding along the moving muscles of Damien’s thigh as he kept his hand underneath and stretched him out with exquisite care. He would never hurt Damien. He wanted this to be…perfect.

Damien began biting along his shoulder, stinging pinches with a fiery after-burn. He growled, small and kittenish, his body humping against Kaworu’s stomach. Kaworu’s hand stopped as he tried to decide what to do. Should he continue this? Was it enough? What if he tried to take him now and he hurt him?
Kaworu’s fingers embedded deeply into his body, Damien writhed against him and mumbled into his skin.

“Why are you stopping, ‘Woru?”

“I- I didn’t know if you were ready yet.”

“Oh, yes, I want…ahh!”

Kaworu had accidentally shifted, his hand bumping against the pleasure point inside Damien’s body, and his precious was arched off the bed, gasping. Kaworu froze over him, feeling the soft hands holding tightly to his skin, the delicious morning-sweat scent of his lover, and his arousal, teasing the air. He looked so completely beautiful like this, enjoying himself with such abandon. Kaworu loved seeing him like this.

Damien whined, burying his face into Kaworu’s chest, pulling himself up into it. Kaworu could barely hear his voice as he spoke into his skin.

“Come inside me.”

He swallowed. He wanted to do just that, but he didn’t want to go too quickly. This first time, when it was going to be something different than kisses and groping and touch, he had to do it perfectly. “Damien, I-“

“It’s all right. I l-like it. If you want to, that is. I….I’d like you inside me.”

Kaworu tried to look at him but all he could see was the blue hair and ears flicking nervously as Damien kept his face buried against Kaworu’s body.

“Are you sure?”

The blue hair that was softer than mink fur tickled his chest and under his chin as Damien nodded frantically, moving his hips again to clench around Kaworu’s hand.

Kaworu removed his fingers and groped for the table next to them. He had the bottle there with rose oil – he’d been keeping it there since they’d come, although he’d never used it for this. With a clumsy hand, he flipped the cap and let it drizzle over his hand. Holding himself up with the other arm that trembled with the effort, he slicked up his cock quickly, awkwardly, as Damien refused to release him. He couldn’t even see himself to tell if he was coated enough. Hoping he had it right, he felt blindly between the perfect globes of Damien’s ass to his twitching hole. His cock started to ache, and he rubbed off the remains of the oil onto Damien’s body, tickling just inside of it. It needed to be slick.

It needed to be good for Damien. Swallowing, his whole body on the verge of coming he was so nervous and excited, he lined himself up. He was going to come inside of Damien. He was still aroused, Damien was going wild under him, and…he was going to do this!

Purring, kissing the top of Damien’s head, he pushed forward. He thought he was going to die as he began to sink in. Damien’s bottom completely relaxed, almost pushing out to let him enter, and he couldn’t remember anything feeling this good. Slender arms around his body, Damien’s knees up and out as he tried to give him better access, and the channel surrounding his cock just right. Perfect. Hot and tight and absolutely perfect.

He pushed in until he couldn’t go in any deeper, pausing as he waited. He needed to let him adjust. He could still remember that – the men who’d used him, never letting him gain a moment’s pleasure, taking him without caring for anything else. He was never going to treat Damien that way. He wanted to give him everything right now. Let him feel how beautiful Kaworu thought he was. Murmuring softly, he brought his hand up to caress the back of Damien’s thigh.

He wanted him to know how wonderful his body felt. He purred, low and deep, and felt the answering sound in Damien’s body, higher pitched and impatient, his bottom starting to clench rhythmically over Kaworu’s cock.

He wanted him to know he was loved.

“I love you so damn much,” He sounded like he was sobbing, and he couldn’t help it. “You- I can’t even exist without you,” Kaworu whispered, his voice failing him, and Damien’s entire body wrapped itself around him like a living blanket of limbs and naked skin. Damien’s slick tongue edged out and flicked against his chest while he nuzzled the hairless skin there.

“Oh God, I love you too. Kaworu, please, move in me! I love you…” Damien whispered back, nuzzling him again.

Kaworu started to move, angling his hips as he entered, feeling the amazing sensation of a body around him, such a new pleasure it was overwhelming his senses. Not rubbing against Damien’s body, not thrusting into his mouth, but thrusting into him. It was like he was part of Damien now, deep inside him, making both of them whole. He shifted his hips again and caught the startled gasp as he found the spot that Damien had talked about before. Pleasure. He knew that had been a good sound. Damien never made the bad ones – he just grew silent and still when he was frightened or hurt. If he was gasping…then Kaworu was doing it right.

He kept the same angle, entered again, and Damien cried out, clutching at him. He practically impaled himself without Kaworu’s help. It made him want to laugh, the heat in his gut spreading out from a tight coil to cover his entire body. He was doing it right! Damien liked it. Damien was writhing and shouting incoherently, and it was making Kaworu want to thrust harder than ever.

He had to! And slamming his body in, he heard Damien gasp again, crying for him…and Damien was still happy. Kaworu groaned gutturally as Damien pushed his body against his more frantically, urging him faster. Small fangs bit him sharply as he began to move as quickly as his body would allow. His gut was growing tighter again, but he wanted to hold on. He wanted Damien to come first. And with one hard thrust, his partner did. The slim body came, shuddering as fluid spurted between them. Kaworu let go of his last restraint and pounded in hard, grunting harshly while Damien held him with his arms and legs and breathed harshly against his skin until with a few more thrusts, he finally came, too.

His body locked in place, pouring into Damien…everything. Everything that made him who he was. All of him was filling up Damien and leaving him until he felt empty and hollow, and still full. Something else was in the place of the old fear and worry and pain. Something new and bright; it was so light it was floating.

He was floating. Oh God, everything was so beautiful. Sweaty and sticky and hot – beautiful. Closing his eyes, letting himself fall over Damien, Kaworu thought he might be crying it was so beautiful.

Damien poked him in the side after a few minutes of silent panting.

“Kaworu? Are you okay?”

“Mmmm. Y-yeah. I’m… I’m wonderful. I- are you? You…that was…” He couldn’t ask. He thought it had been good, he was almost positive, but…he could be wrong. What if he was wrong?

“Me too. Oh, I haven’t bottomed in so long, and it was…it was so wonderful.” Damien squeezed him with his legs and arms, their bellies sliding together. “And it was never that good. You were really, really, good.”

Kaworu felt himself blush slightly and hid his head down against Damien’s shoulder.

“And you’re heavy.”

He laughed, accidentally inhaled a bit of blue hair, and had to roll off to stop choking. He made sure to take Damien with him and dragged him half on top as he stared up at the ceiling and the early morning sunshine. Damien began to play with one of Kaworu’s ears and nibbled on his neck.

This day was just…perfect.