{{Illegal Pleasure}}- {{Private;;18+;;syaoran-puu & Ciel}}

[syaoran-puu]

Kise smiled at the unhidden passion and love that Ivan clearly had. It was.... refreshing, to see someone love something so much that their whole face would light up. Of course, a spark of confusion crossed his mind at the discovery that the other worked in a high classed place.... why was he selling himself too? That desperate for funds for his bakery? Kise had heard how many of the girls could easily make three hundred pound a night off various tricks. That was a lot of money. Only a few nights at that rate would double and then soon triple what Kise made in a week. Was that Ivan's story? Was he drawn in by the money? Maybe his body too? After all, the guy had really seemed into it.... though he had also given the impression that most used him but didn't ensure he was satisfied also. So maybe not the body thing?

 

Kise didn't ask. That was a conversation for when they knew each other better.

 

A pleasure filled groan escaped him. "That sounds... amazing!" He admitted. "Don't think I've ever ate a dish simply because it looks good. I'm all for a full tummy at the end of a meal."

 

The corner of his lip curled up, "Illegal Pleasures." He teased, then shrugged. "I'm sure you have time to think of a name.... maybe research a couple of options then use the ideas to come up with your own? Like Sugar Cloud or Ivan's deliciousness." Kise chuckled, "Okay.... naming isn't my forte either." He conceded.

 

"If you do meet her. Make sure not to say that." He confirmed with a smile, "The french don't like it when their cuisine is insulted." He lowered his voice as if to conspire with the other. "I learnt that the hard way growing up!" After a moments pause he added. "I think she would like some traditional french bread though, I think she misses the bread the most."

 

Kise found Ivan's heritage story to be fascinating. "You do have a slight accent." He said softly, "How long have you lived here?"

 

The others enthusiasm about their 'messy kitchen date' warmed Kise's heart, and he winked at the guy not feeling the need to say more. His happy mood faded a little when the other mentioned his housemate. "Is she really that bad?" Kise liked his privacy, liked his own space, it was why he had moved in on his own as soon as he had been able. Of course, most people got antsy when the learnt he was a cop. It just didn't to sit well with most.

 

His mood lightened almost instantly at the others teasing. "Permission granted." He chuckled. He leaned in and kissed the guys cheek softly. "I'll look forward to it." And he really would.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

He might talk about what he did with the money another time, mostly if the other was actually going to question him on it. He really didn't try to speak of touchy subjects. Hell, he wouldn't touch them with a ten meter stick, he enjoyed staying away from them. That was why he never brought up religion, sexuality, or gender... he usually never asked people those questions, because in retrospect, it didn't really matter.

 

"I'll admit...I'm guilty of refusing to eat something if I don't think that it looks appealing or sounds apealing. I'm a picky eater most of the time, to be quite truthful." Ivan murmured this quietly as he lifted a hand, looking at it, seeing the color comparison of his pale flesh and the ceiling.

 

"Illegal Pleasures..." he seemed to fancy the idea. He actually looked mildly interested in that option, "I actually like the idea of that one, I like it! I may consider using it someday. Thank you, Kise..."

 

"I hope that you're willing to keep me around long enough to see her." chuckled Ivan quietly, his soft blue eyes glancing at the ceiling, before slowly closing. "Eh, anyone hates when their food is insulted. I just don't really fancy the idea of snails and frog legs. Their soup and breads, however, are amazing." Rolling over onto his stomach, he let out a rather small sigh. And that was when he remembered.... he was naked. He completely forgot about the fact that he wasn't clothed. Realizing this, he scrambled under the covers, blushing harshly...

 

Peaking his head out from under the covers, the white-haired man murmured, "Here? I've lived here for about five years...though...I just thought of this question, but how old are you anyways?"

 

"And yes, she kind of is. She's a bit abusive I suppose. It doesn't hurt that bad, but I still don't appreciate getting smacked over the head if I don't eat her cooking." huffed the Belarusian man with a small eye-roll, obviously not all that welcoming to the idea of his roommate.

 

As his cheek was kissed, the young, white-haired man blushed, staring at the other before asking, "Do you take hot showers or cold showers?"

[syaoran-puu]

"Oh! A food snob?" He teased, no real malice or fire behind his voice. "I'm honoured you ate my breakfast then." Kise knew it wasn't anything special, hadn't even looked that appealing since he had just dished it up on to the plates without any thought.... would he try harder now he knew Ivan liked his food to look pretty? Who knew.

 

Kise inclined his head when the other said they liked Illegal Pleasures as a name. "If you want it, its yours. I just ask that you let me try one of your specialities when you open." Of course, Kise intended to pay for the honour, but he was almost looking for an excuse to continue his liaison with the other.

 

With a nod he said simply, "No rush for all that. Let's get to know each other first." Kise was out to his mother, his father having passed away several years ago, but he had yet to bring anyone home to meet her. No one had clicked enough.... no one had screamed right and the one. A romantic a heart Kise really was hoping to one day meet the one. Could that person be Ivan? If so.... who would have thought he would find the one in such an unusual place?

 

"Actually, my mother isn't a fan of snails." He wrinkled his nose, "Nor am I. I do enjoy Ratatouille though. Truffes are pretty nice, though rare and expensive, I had them with a Salade Niçoise once." When he spoke, a french twang was added to his accent, all those years of growing up around his mother and visiting her birth country he supposed. She had always insisted that he say the words correctly, and so he had learnt to speak both languages. That had made things a little easier when he got to school and was forced to take two language classes.... even if the teachers had often never heard of some of the French colloquialisms.

 

"Oh?" He blinked, realising that yeah.... they may have had sex, unprotected sex at that, but they didn't know some of the most basic information about each other. Deciding to fix that he answered, "29. My name is Kise Fletcher. My favourite colour is green. I like watching the sunsets from the cliff edge of my mothers home time. I rather like lilies. And I have always wanted to be a cop, to help people." He winked at the other. "What about you?" Genuine interest ringing through his voice.

 

Kise watched as Ivan rolled, and the guys delicious looking flesh was revealed. He caught a glimpse of the others backside, and couldn't help but stare for a moment. Kise was very much an arse man! Give him a good arse and he was a happy happy man! Of course, Ivan soon covered up, brushing prettily. "Shy are we?" He teased, pleasantly surprised after the boldness the night before. He leaned in and whispered saucily; "I'll have you know.... I rather like the sight of your arse."

 

The other was abusive towards Ivan? That caused Kise to frown, he didn't like that! Didn't like that at all! He didn't voice his opinion though... what would he say; You shouldn't stay with her? But what option was there? It was too soon for the guy to move in with him, they hardly knew each other. And if he was sharing and saving getting his own place was the last thing he needed. Still not liking it he just held his tongue and nodded.

 

Standing up, plates gathered, he headed towards the door. "Depends on my mood." He said honestly, looking the guy up and down, heat clearly shining in his eyes. "I don't think I will be having a cold shower today though." His voice had dipped, becoming huskier.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

"I guess that you can say that I'm a food snob, I jst have a bit of a picky taste, that's all." Ivan murmured quietly, though not mad at the man or anything. He was far from mad, in all truthfulnes. Ivan knew it was true. He was picky about nearly everything. He was picky about the men that he slept with, the clothing that he wore, the food that he ate, the scents that he used, and the places he wanted to go.

 

"A specialty?" Ivan chuchkled at this, running a hand through his own, snow colored lock before continuing, "I can make you my secialties all of the time, silly." Nestling his head against one of the pillows softly, heblinked a few times, considering closing his eyes.

 

"Hm....I hope you can meet my mom one day, maybe...if we're together long enough. Though, my mother lives back home in Russia..." admitted the Belarusian man with a rather small huff, his hand travelling down to the back of his neck, rubbing the warm area quietly.

 

"Snails taste...odd, to me at least. I try to try foods from different parts of the world, but for some reason, those never really stuck with me like other things did." Letting out a rather small yawn, he then murmured, a smirk corssing his lips as he heard the French twang in the other's voice, enjoying the way that his voice sounded, "Your voice sounds sexy when you talk like that."

 

"Hm....twenty-nine, huh? I'm twenty-seven years old. My name is Ivan Mazurkiewicz. My favorite color is red. I enjoy roses and tulips. My favorite thing to do is probably spend time with my niece and nephew, and my siblings. Well, I actually have five siblings. Their names are Nathalia, Anisim , Olga , Apollonariya, and Khariton. And I'm the second youngest sibling. I originally wanted to be a forensic scientist... but then I decided against it and moved here." said Ivan with a small huff at the end, a bit nervous about the fact that he had admitted all of that to this...cop.

 

The truth be told, Ivan lacked confidence when he wasn't really "in the mood". The way to get his wild side going was to get him horny, get him drunk, or leting him do something that he enjoyed or knew he was good at. A dark stain tinted his cheeks as he murmured, "I'm glad that you enjoy, maybe I'll let you see it again later." He murmured quietly, timidly saying this. He knew that they really couldn't do anything sexual until they got the results back from their tests... and that was going to take a little while, possibly a few days. And that was kind of hard for Ivan, especially knowing the fact that he could hardly last a day and a half without any sexual interaction.

 

Hearing the change in the other's tone, seeing the way that the other's heated eyes gazed him down... it made him shudder beneath the sheets. Those gorgeous brown eyes staring him down...that voice...how could he possibly lasat for a few days without getting a piece of this!?

[syaoran-puu]

Kise rather liked that Ivan was so enthusiastic and thought they would spend lots of time together so he could taste all his treats, while he was optimistic part of him was also realistic.... and he'd never been very good at keeping a relationship going. Apparently he had a tendency to get possessive! Hopefully it wouldn't show up this time.... or at least wouldn't pose a problem. What was so wrong with wanting the one you liked to like you back? To not cheat on you? Was that really such a hard thing to ask?

 

With a smirk he said fluently, "Je suis heureux que vous le souhaitez. Pour une longue et heureuse vie ensemble, ma chère amie." (I'm glad you like. To a long and happy life together, my dear sweetheart.) Then chuckled lightly.

 

The guy was practically asleep again, and Kise didn't have the heart to stop him, even if he really did want to see those delicious curves again... they were burnt into his memory! So hot and feisty and sexy as hell! What gay man wouldn't find their head turned by the hot minx currently lying in his bed? And yes, that made a rather smug looking smile cross over his face!

 

"I will eagerly anticipate it Ivan." He teased, finally leaving the guy alone. He made quick work of the dishes, cleaning up the remaining kitchen mess before taking a seat on the sofa and worrying his lip as he considered things.

 

He was rather confused and conflicted, and just a little worried about what would happen from now onwards! Needing a distraction he loaded up Final Fantasy and started running around saving people and killing monsters, nothing like a good RPG to distract you!

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

When the hot blonde had finally left him be, the skinny, silver minx laid in the bed rather lazily, finding himself staring at the wall for a few moments, before he found himself slowly drifting into slumber. Truly, Ivan still needed a bit more rest time than what he had recieved the night before. He required a guaranteed eight hours of sleep for him to properly function.

 

During his sleep, the white-haired man had rolled out of the sheets, part of his body still beneath it, the other half was sticking up. His body trated the pllows like a full-blown body-pillow, his arms and legs wrapped around it as he face was nuzzled into the soft fabric case that was around the plush form.

 

Though...despite his rather cute looking sleeping position, the lanky man's cheeks were incredibly flushed, a look of...pleasure was written on his face. He was having a hot dream... and... it had the blonde in it. Oh the positions that he wanted to try...and the different places that they could do this... oh, the choices were endless! His cock was hard between his legs, stiff, and twitching the slightest bit as small moans and pants came from his lips as he slept.

[syaoran-puu]

After a good amount of game had passed, and his throat once more felt parched, Kise switched off his game and went to get another drink. Once more his eyes wandered to the sight through the door... and what he saw made him smirk. Ivan was wrapped around one of his pillows, drinking half his drink he couldn't help but put it down and go for a closer look.

 

The guy looked delicious, his cock hard and bobbing between his legs as he practically humped his pillow. His arms and legs wrapped around the cushion, and a sweet little smile on his face as if he was experiencing the sweetest bliss ever. It made Kise smile.

 

Unable to resist he reached out and touched the guys hip.... moving his finger up and tracing a path to the guys shoulder. Such smooth perfect skin. He leaned down and kissed the very shoulder he touched before kissing his cheek too. He let his hand wander back down the others body, gently caressing and exploring his side, he moved his hand to grab the guys cock and lazily yanked it up and down. Another kiss to his cheek, then to his ear. His hot breath whispering against his ear as he said huskily, "Look at you. Such sexy temptation."

 

Another lazy tug, his finger playing with the slip, trying to draw out the weeping goodness that he longed to taste once more. "Will you let me play with you? No sex. Just play?" He whispered, kissing down the guys jaw.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

Delightful shudders reigned over his back, crawling likes ivy, serenading the tiny white-haired man into awakening. Dark, cerluean eyes peered up at the blonde-haired man as a small smirk came to his dark, pink lips. When he was horny... he had a more...sexy approach to things than he usually did. Bare ass sticking partially out from the covers, cock hard and nearly dripping in delight, the nearly albino man let out a throaty moan as his aching cock was tugged, lust already swirling in the luminous orbs.

 

"Hm...you want to play?" Rolling over, the white-haired man smirking, spreading his legs proudly. He willingly gave the blonde a portrait of his puckered holy, and the two round orbs that hung beneath his straining, leaking cock. A devious smirk laced his lips, "Hmm...a little bit of play doesn't seem to bad... what do you have in store for us, dear?~"

[syaoran-puu]

"You're glorious." He said breathily. Taking in the view of Ivan as he rolled over and spread his legs.... his promise not to have sex nearly went out the window right then and there! How could he just ignore such wanton perfection? His eyes dripping with want as he greedily took in the view before him. One hand still lazily stroking the guys cock as the other moved its way down, caressing the guys side and hips before reaching for the guys balls. He squeezed them softly, tugged a little and leaned down taking the guys cock into his mouth.

 

He didn't answer the words verbally, deciding that this was certainly one of those times when actions spoke far louder than words!

 

His tongue played with the spongy mushroom head, licking around the slit and sucking down all the sweet precum that was dribbling there. Lowering his head Kise took more of the guys cock into his mouth, his tongue playing with the vein that ran all along the organ, swirling and enticing as he sucked in his cheeks to put just the right amount of pressure on the head. The whole time his hand continued to play with the guys balls.

 

Kise took his time, watching with lust filled eyes at every micro reaction Ivan had. He wanted to learn what his partner enjoyed, what made him moan and groan and want more.... what would get him hotter and what to avoid. He pulled out all the tricks, from deep throating to nibbles, nuzzling the organ and giving it long licks before suckling the head greedily once more.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

Glorious indeed.

 

Ivan purred as he felt the organ of which was his cock being tugged so relentlessly... oh yes, it was sheer perfection to say the least. Legs spread apart openly, welcoming contact, the silver-haired minx nearly chuckled as he felt digits play with the orbs that hung beneath his cock ever so patiently, his dark blue eyes giving off an enchanted look as his lips parted into a serene "o" form, his sinfully dark eyelashes batting the slightest bit as he felt lips press at the squishy head of his hard-on.

 

Moans after groans spewed from his mouth in a plethora of delight, his hips shaking the slightest bit, his lungs vibrating in his chest from heavy breathing.

[syaoran-puu]

The guy opened up so prettily. And Kise's greedy eyes couldn't help but take in every wonderful inch of wanton flesh, to absorb the sexy man before him. Ivan was built for sex, every inch of his body was honed to perfection... a siren calling Kise ever closer! A call that Kise did nothing to avoid.

 

His hand wandered further South, one of his digits pressing against the other mans trembling taint; "such temptation." He said gruffly, licking the mushroom head before him like a cat with the cream as he wiggled his digit in past the guys guardian muscle. "I can't wait until I can sink myself into this hot little hole again.... would you like that Ivan? To bounce on my cock as I make you scream my name?"

 

Okay, so Kise was torturing himself! And if he kept this up he was pretty sure he would cum in his shorts without even touching himself. Who knew a bit of dirty talk could make him so hot and bothered!?

 

Deciding to keep his mouth busy he got to work deep throating the guy, swallowing several times so his throat muscles caressed the head of the guys cock. He pulled back up before taking the cock deep into his mouth again. He did this again and again, his tongue licking the organ as it thrust in and out of his mouth..... the guy tasted wonderful! The precum was sweet upon his tongue and Kise wanted nothing more than to swallow the guys bitter-sweet cum; to have another taste of his lover!

 

He pulled off long enough to demand; "Cum for me Ivan." Before taking his dick deep into his mouth once more.