Lemon Tea

(My attempt at writing a SxB lemon... *hides in shame*)

*Brad inhaled sharply as Schu's hands roamed the slightly muscular expanse of his chest,
wandering further down until they reached his... his.. his... mm--ma-GEH!!! I can't do it!!!
It's toooo embarassing!!! *nosebleeds and passes out*

(roo picks up where rhole left off. Ooh, she's good... *fans self*)

...until they reached the precipice of his evident desire. Skilled hands sculpted the
American's heat, fashioning an ascent to a release so pefect, so exquisite, that for once,
even Schuldich had naught to say. Brad's sexy little moans and slight thrusts into his
famished hand sent tingles of sensual anticipation down the German's spine. Seeing
Bradley so far removed from his wire-tight control, so helpless in the sway of his
seduction, Schuldich was unable to stop the admonition whispered across his pink,
honey-covered lips: 

"I love you."

Brad's eyes shot open, his denial ripped from his raw throat, as scourching heat
enveloped him. Lips, so often drawn back in a careless sneer, now reverently wrapped
around his aching manhood...as fingers saught to cling to the strands of brandy-wine hair
splashed across his chisled abdomen... Schuldich's mind twined itself around his
bombarded consciousness... It could not be helped.

"Oh, God, Schu! Ah...."

Images, unbidden, unstoppable, flooded into the portals of Crawford's delicate brain,
soaking him in the stained proof of Schuldich's attraction. Memories of kisses never
stollen, embraces never sought, nights of passion never quested... and yet, so right, so
familiar...

~Come for me, my love. I want so much to taste you. I want to taste...~

"Oh, Schu, yes!"

And with that, Bradley Crawford came undone. Warm. Bittersweet. Untamable. He
arched his back as Schuldich milked every last drop of his spending with idolic devotion,
and then collapsed, exhausted, to his simple, burdened bed. The ecstacy disappated, but
the gentle, breezy contentment-- the presence of Schu's mind still craddling his own-- that
would remain. Forever, if Brad could have his way.

~Forever.~ his lover echoed.

Owari!
Okies minna, no nosebleeding all over my page! You like? Be sure to tell Roo so she'll
write more fantabulous ficcies! ^_- 

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