A/N: Finally! An update! It's about time, I know! :P Here's a sort of continuation of the previous chapter. I made it short and sweet, and focused more of the lovey-dovey goodness we all love~ Enjoy!

Chapter 06: The Scorpio and Sex (II)

The bed had a characteristic, albeit annoying squeaking that often bothered Barnaby. It was bothersome to him whenever they would be sleeping, and his partner would decide to be restless and shift about in the middle of the night. Even more so, it bothered him during sex, the rhythmic squeaking threatening to drive him up the wall.

But, now the irritating sound faded into the background, dulled beneath the noises of their lovemaking. There was one thing he loved most about their intimacy. Kotetsu always made him feel like the most special human being in Stern Bild – better yet, in the entire world, or even in the entire universe. There was something beautifully sincere about the passion behind the way his lips pressed hard against his, or the way each thrust felt deliberate, placed carefully inside of him, executed with an amazing sense of care and a great desire to make him feel pleased with every push. There was something magical in the way their eyes would lock, a faint, yet clear glimmering that had love written all over it. Kotetsu pleased, spoiled and satisfied him in ways that touched upon all of his senses, and made him feel on a breathtaking place way higher than cloud nine.

Scorpio's deserve to be pampered, loved, and adored.

Kotetsu could see it clearly in his face. Barnaby was enjoying all of the attention he was receiving, his emerald eyes wide and heavy with passion. The older hero knew that his partner was a vocal person during their lovemaking, but he was especially vocal when he rubbed just the right way.

"A-Ahh, Kotetsu…! Ahn!" the blonde would grunt and groan, his pretty face partially obscured behind his unkempt curls. Just listening to how the older hero would echo him with his own low moans sent constant shivers up his spine, bringing his fingernails trailing up the toned, tanned skin of his back. The sting of his clawing brought Kotetsu a spike of pleasure, driving him to push harder and aim deeper. He loved making his favorite bunny squeal, after all. There was nothing like hearing him sound so powerless, so needy in his arms.

"You're so close, Barnaby," the younger hero loved it whenever that husky voice would gasp his name, and he could only helplessly nod his head up at him and whine. Kotetsu could feel him edging closer, his entrance constricting and relaxing more rapidly around his erection, almost as if his body desperately wanted to keep the hot length buried inside of him. Kotetsu knew he would give it to him, sincerely and completely, dying to make all of his sexual tension snap with a fantastic orgasm.

"O-Ohh, you're almost there! I want it, Bunny. I want you…!"

Barnaby gasped, fair cheeks flushed with red, mouth agape. "Nnh, aahh!" he whined in an embarrassingly helpless voice, sounding weak and vulnerable beneath his dominating lover. "Y-Yes! Again, right there! Ahn!"

And finally, what was even more magical was the climax. Even the buildup of sexual tension to his orgasm was unbelievably satisfying. Kotetsu's name would leave his name in an accelerating chant, gaining volume in a wonderful crescendo that always pleased the older man's ears. Barnaby loved it when he would be filled to the brim with his hot seed, flooded beyond the capacity of his entrance to the point where the slick semen would escape through the smallest opening. His own seed would make a mess over his stomach, and occasionally make it up to his chest.

But, every time, Kotetsu would moan with him, smother him with kisses and make him feel adored. He would pamper him with the most genuine, most gentle affection, before, during and after his orgasm had even begun, nudging his nose to his cheek or nuzzling the warm, gently beating pulse point on his neck. Barnaby always felt on top of the world when wrapped in those arms, and when so deeply impaled by that rock hard length. He could never get enough of that sensual expertise, and how Kotetsu was able to each time successfully pinpoint his sweet spot, bringing him to the greatest level of satisfaction he would ever come to know. It was no doubt that the sex he had with Kotetsu was also the great he would ever come to know and experience. He was convinced that there was no other man on Earth who could make him feel as respected and loved, someone who could be as caring as he could be wild in bed, yet all the while mindful of how to keep his partner pleased the entire time. How a normally silly, clumsy old man could be so smooth and suave in the bedroom was beyond him.

And yet, extremely sexy.

Sex will make or break you with a Scorpio.

"You blew my mind, Kotetsu. I'm not surprised," he whispered to his older partner, breathless and in wonderful afterglow, in his arms. His slender fingers eased aside the strands of dark hair threatening to keep Kotetsu's handsome face veiled. "It's nights like these where I especially realize just how much I love you."

Turning his face, he pressed soft kisses to the small indent of Barnaby's palm, leaning into the hand as it continued to mess with his post-sex hair. His amber eyes still retained some of the heat from their intimacy, but there was something much calmer settling over him. He basked in his own afterglow, lulled by the subsiding, high-energy emotions continuing to pulse through him and, of course, lulled by how Barnaby felt in his arms, so perfect and meant to be. "You deserve only the best from this old man. I love to spoil you. Inside and outside of the bedroom," he grinned. He leaned in and gave him a smooch on the lips. "You know I love you, Barnaby."

"And I love you, too," Barnaby murmured in return. "I love you, Kotetsu."

Mere moments later, fatigued from their lovemaking, they would fall asleep. Kotetsu would always be the first to close his eyes and slip into a dream, which was the only reason why Barnaby would teasingly call him an old man whose sexual stamina wasn't what it used to be. Nonetheless, Kotetsu not once complained about being the first to fall asleep. It meant he would usually be the first to slip into his wonderful dreams.

He would dream about Barnaby, of course, even more frequently after they had made love. He would see his partner - tall, composed, eloquent and handsome, an image of beauty he would love to see in his dreams forever. His dreams of Barnaby never felt long enough, as he would see them doing anything from having a simple, romantic dinner for two, or tangled in the sheets, spewing out explicatives breathlessly as they gasped one another's names. But whenever he dreamed of Barnaby – whether at night or a midday daydream – the warm feelings that made his heart want to burst were always there.

After sex with a Scorpio, you will dream and want them again.

It was no doubt that Barnaby's dreams were the same. Even when he saw Kotetsu in his head, he could feel the butterflies fluttering up a storm in his stomach. Never before had he fallen in love so hard for a man. Particularly a man he had first strongly disliked, someone he would rather not spend time with, someone he saw as a loud, hotheaded nuisance. It made his heart twist whenever he realized just how wrong he had been back then. Whenever he opened his eyes and tipped his chin up to see that he was still being cradled in two arms that would never let him go, there was no way he could ever return to the outlook he'd had on Kotetsu that time ago. It was amazing to him, how quickly and drastically his viewpoint had changed in what felt like so little time.

But, he would never, and could never regret it.

Now in love, how could he complain?

Scorpios are the most unconditional lovers you can be blessed with.