Note: Continuation from the last drabble. Lemon.

Nezumi's heart beat quickly, and he tightened his pinky around Shion's.

"Damn," he whispered to himself.

Now he knew.

He couldn't leave Shion for the world.

"What, Nezzy?" Shion asked, tired and loopy from staying up so late. He giggled at himself for using the nickname he had thought of long ago, but had never boldly used it.

"…Nezzy?" Nezumi asked darkly, his eyes clouding over with malice at the new nickname.

"Yup." Shion crawled over on the bed into the covers, his half-lidded eyes staring back at Nezumi.

"Come hold me, Nezzy," he said, rolling his hips down onto the bed.

Nezumi smirked, impeccably turned on by a brat who was just acting silly.

But the fact of the matter was that the brat was Shion, the Shion that could turn him on by just breathing.

He crawled over the bed, and straddled on top of Shion, who lazily pealed his eyes open.

"Nezzy—mm!"

He was shocked as 'Nezzy' kissed him with full force, tongue dancing against tongue. Nezumi's experience made Shion feel dizzy, and soon he was wide awake and pushing Nezumi off, gasping for breath. His lips were swollen red from the kiss, and glistening saliva sparkled seductively against his lips.

"Aah, Nezu—" He gasped as Nezumi kissed him again, but on the neck, sucking and nipping at the raw flesh beneath him. Shion could feel himself blushing everywhere, his body heating up.

Nezumi's lips flashed to Shion's ear, licking gently at the pink shell, and sucking at the base. Shion was a writhing mess underneath him, and he added pressure by rolling his hips down onto Shion's.

Nezumi realized that he was moving too fast, too sex-driven. He wanted to slow down and make his first time with Shion memorable.

So he slowed down the pace, his hands caressing down Shion's clothed thighs warmly. Shion could sense the change in pace, and he cooed softly at Nezumi's warmth. He craned his neck upwards and pressed a very gentle kiss on Nezumi's lips.

Nezumi's hands worked their way to Shion's inner thigh, rubbing gently and rhythmically in the sensitive area. Shion squealed when Nezumi lowered himself between Shion's legs, biting hard against his crotch area, covered with his pants. Nezumi nuzzled his cheek between Shion's thighs, and Shion panted heavily above him.

Steady hands unbuttoned only half of Shion's shirt, giving Nezumi access to Shion's collarbone and chest. He brought himself up towards Shion again, face to face with the blushing boy. His hips collided softly with Shion's, the pace remaining a slow and teasing drone.

Lowering his head, Nezumi kissed Shion's rosy nipples, lightly licking them for a sweet taste. Then he took one of the puckered buds into his mouth, sucking gently. Shion giggled and panted, overly teased and sososo in love with Nezumi.

Nezumi's hands found the back of Shion's thighs, sliding gently onto Shion's buttocks, kneading him there. Shion bucked his hips upward, and rolled down onto Nezumi's hands.

Nezumi laid on Shion's legs, letting his lips meet Shion's now unprotected stomach, the buttons now undone. He sucked gently just above Shion's pant line, his thumbs grazing beneath the hemline of his pants tantalizingly. He touched nothing sacred, but his thumbs massaged gently near the desired area.

Shion moaned, the teasing becoming far too much. He rolled his hips upward, and would command that Nezumi give him more, if he had any clue what that entailed. He certainly knew that they could use their hands, but knew almost nothing else.

Nezumi sat up and placed his hands on Shion's thighs, his fingers teasing his pants button.

"Shion, is this okay? Can I see more of you?"

Shion nodded.

"We promised to stay together forever, I want you to see all of me."

Nezumi leaned forward and kissed his precious gem, his fingers slowly sliding down the zipper on Shion's pants. He slid them off slowly, revealing Shion's pale legs and tight blue boxers.

He let his thumbs glide from the bottom hemline upwards onto Shion's thighs, palming his thumbs against the sides of Shion's erection. Shion moaned and raised his hips greedily. Nezumi leaned down and licked on top of Shion's underwear, nipping gently at it. Shion cried in frustrated ecstasy, and his hands impulsively reached down to touch himself. Nezumi pushed them back, sticking out his tongue and pressing it hard against Nezumi's boxers. Shion screamed out torture, and Nezumi finally hitched his index fingers into Shion's briefs, pulling them down.

He sat up onto his knees to survey his handiwork, a blushing Shion covering his mouth with his hand, his button-up shirt splayed on either side of his pale torso. He crossed his knees in embarrassment at Nezumi's appreciative eye.

"I really do like this mark," he said, his voice a deep and husky tone. His fingers traced lightly across the pinkish mark that wrapped around Shion's body, entranced. He left Shion frustrated.

"Nezumi, please—"

Nezumi focused his attention back on his pleasantly impatient little lover, and his quivering need.

He reached down and pushed against Shion's slit, massaging Shion's head in his palm. Shion was on the edge of ecstasy, his eyes welling up with tears and breathy moans escaping his lips.

Nezumi reached down and rubbed himself, his jeans excessively annoying. But before he could do anything about that, he lowered himself between Shion's thighs, careful not to touch his ecstatic member.

He lapped sweetly at Shion's thighs, pushing them apart.

Shion was driven against a mental wall with his need, and he whimpered in frustration. He begged for Nezumi to do more, more, more. Nezumi responded, flicking his softened tongue out against Shion's desperation. He licked up and down, sucking with fervor on the tip. In tragic diagonal patterns, Nezumi massaged Shion's member with his tongue, his fingertips grazing against Shion's lower manhood.

Shion panted and screamed, riding the pleasurable waves of the biggest orgasm of his life out to their fullest extent. He shivered and panted, finally opening his lust filled eyes at Nezumi. Nezumi gently licked the release from his lips, moaning throatily at the sight beneath him.

He unbuckled his pants, sliding them off quickly, not caring to be gently with himself. Shion's hands went for his green sweater, sliding it up his stomach and above his shoulders when Nezumi raised his arms. Shion could feel tingles in the base of his stomach when Nezumi got undressed, and his abdomen tightened again.

Shion ghosted his fingers up and down Nezumi's chest and spine, pressing his cheek against Nezumi's warm chest. He could now hear his heartbeat, not just feel it from afar with his hands as Nezumi had once forced him to.

Nezumi gently grabbed Shion's shoulders, lowering him down onto his back again. He grabbed some unused lotion from underneath the bed, and splayed it across his fingers.

Shion looked wondrously at him.

"Are you going to lather me up or massage me or something?" He couldn't deny that the idea excited him.

Nezumi nodded.

"In a way, yes," He said, gently rubbing his nose against Shion's ear.

"This will hurt a bit at first, but just relax. It will feel good in a bit." Shion nodded at Nezumi's encouragement. He trusted Nezumi with himself, so he spread his legs apart and let Nezumi do as he pleases.

Nezumi's finger gently circled around Shion's puckered hole, lathering up the outside first. He placed his free hand firmly onto Shion's stomach as he slowly pushed a finger in, making tiny ellipses inside of Shion. Shion's hips went up in strange discomfort. It didn't feel good, but it didn't feel bad. He just felt, filled up. The second finger was a slight discomfort, and Shion squirmed in confused feeling. He closed his eyes and let the ellipses continue. The third caused a burning pain, and he cried out as Nezumi etched his fingers back and forth inside of him, reassuring him gently with his deep voice. It took a few silent moments and squirms for Shion to fully relax, letting his hips roll as Nezumi's fingers explored inside of him.

Nezumi could feel the rings inside of Shion tighten around him, and he pulled his fingers out and listened to Shion whine at the sudden loss of touch.

He replaced his fingers with himself, lathering his deprived lust with lotion.

"That felt good Nezumi, don't stop your fingers," Shion blushed.

Nezumi blinked at his shyness, and promised to make him feel even better. He aligned himself with Shion, and slowly slid in.

Shion was well adjusted from Nezumi's fingers, and didn't take long for Shion to explore his own boundaries.

He rocked his hips up and down once, making Nezumi shiver and moan.

It didn't feel bad, he decided.

He shifted slightly on his back, and repeated the motion.

And suddenly a fluttering sensation of tingles and nerves hit him, and he let out an embarrassingly loud moan.

"Aaaaahhhhhh!~~~" He moaned, wrapping his hands around his own member. He drove himself up and down on Nezumi's member, and Nezumi let Shion enjoy himself until he snapped at the tightening of Shion's rings.

At the angle Shion had found, Nezumi drove him into the bed. He thrust in and out, at a maddeningly sweet pace. Shion felt tingles from everywhere, and God was that one spot simply like his own personal Adonis.

It drove him to new heights of pleasure, and he released his seed with mad shudders against Nezumi's chest.

Even after his release, he kept driving himself up and down on Nezumi on impulse, his rings tightening inside of him, driving Nezumi into euphoria.

Nezumi arched himself backwards, throwing his head back as he finished himself off inside Shion.

Shion exhaustedly fell backwards, his head meeting the pillow. His eyes immediately shut in satisfaction, a smile playing across his sleeping face.

It didn't take long for Nezumi to join him, wrapping an arm around his adorable and impatient lover.

That was when Nezumi realized that they had not just fhad sex. Nor had they had a good shag, and they hadn't 'fucked.'

They had made love to eachother.

And that thought scared the hell out of him, and also made his heart flutter.