Blood stained rain chapter 2

Blood stained rain chapter 2

Chapter 2
Kyrie found himself staring at Dracko’s door holding his sheet music. He sighed and knocked on the door. “Its open.” Kyrie tried the knob and the door swung free, Dracko stood before him in a tight black tank top and louse dark blue jeans. “Kyrie?” Dracko whispered, there was hope and longing in his voice. Kyrie stepped into the room and held out the sheet music.
“We need to talk.” His voice was shaking and he hated himself for it.
Dracko took the music and closed the door. “Take a seat.” He laid the music on his desk and turned back to Kyrie. Kyrie heard Calla’s voice echoing in his head. He ignored the protests of his brain and moved closer to the dragon. They were only centimeters apart, “Dracko…” , his voice was breathy and needy. He felt one of Dracko’s hands on the small of his back and the other rested gently on his cheek. He felt Dracko’s body against him, their hips and chests touching. He closed his eyes and let Dracko kiss him. The kiss was gentle, experimental but it left Kyrie breathless and pushing himself against Dracko in longing for more contact. Dracko released him from the kiss and pressed their foreheads together.
“Are you sure you want this?” Dracko whispered gently in his ear.
“Yes.” Kyrie’s singsong voice was breathy and soft, the sound enchanted Dracko and he closed his eyes to the sweet sound. He slipped a hand up Kyrie’s shirt to free him from the restraining fabric. Kyrie whimpered and clutched at Dracko’s waist digging his nails through the fabric of his tank top.
“Do you want it off?” Dracko smiled against Kyrie’s neck.
“Hmmmm…” was the only response he received. He smiled and pulled away from Kyrie earning him a whimper of protest and a slight pout. He pushed Kyrie’s shirt up over his head and marveled in the flawless porcelain skin stretched tight over lean muscles. He glanced up to Kyrie’s face to see a bright red flush covering his cheeks. Dracko smiled and lifted his own shirt over his head. He watched as the angel stared at his bare torso.
Kyrie had never seen anyone like Dracko. He scanned his bare chest and abs, he was lean and though not tan he was definitely a few shades darker that Kyrie. He resisted the urge to reach out and run a hand along the many scars that stretched across Dracko’s back. He looked to his face with its veiled brown eyes framed by orange-blonde bangs that were in dire need of cutting. He smiled as Dracko stepped near again and wrapped his arms around Kyrie’s waist kissing his cheek and neck lightly. Kyrie ran his fingers through the silky hair of the dragon tamer until suddenly the head pulled away from him. He was about to protest until Dracko gently guided him to the large bed set against the corner of the room. He watched as Dracko sat in the middle of the oversized bed and then looked up expectantly. Kyrie swallowed hard and once again ignoring his probably better judgment crawled onto the bed and sat next to Dracko.
Dracko pulled Kyrie closer to him so his back was leaning against his chest. He buried his face into the angel’s neck breathing in his sent of rain. He ran his hands along Kyrie’s shoulders and down his arms. He let one hand move away from his arm and rest gently on his waist right above the hem of his pants. He let the other hand continue down Kyrie’s smooth arm until he reached his hand and laced their fingers together. Dracko felt Kyrie nuzzle into his hair and gently kissed the base of his neck. He drew away and brought Kyrie’s hand close to his face. Kyrie watched Dracko intently as his thumb caressed the back of his hand. Dracko closed his eyes and placed a soft kiss on the first joint of his index finger and then gently rubbed over the spot with his thumb. He repeated the same process with every joint of that finger until he finally reached the tip. He kissed it softly and was about to start the whole process again when Kyrie placed his free hand over Dracko’s at his waist.
Dracko’s grip on Kyrie’s hand loosened and he looked up at him. Kyrie smiled back at him and used his now freed hand to hook around Dracko’s head and pull him in for a real kiss. The kiss was more intense then their first few and Kyrie found himself being lowered onto his back. When he was lying back on the bed he wrapped his other arm around Dracko’s shoulders, he wove one hand through Dracko’s hair and held tight to keep the kiss from being broken off. He felt Dracko’s tongue trace the line of his lip and opened his mouth to the intrusion. Dracko explored the angel’s mouth teasing his tongue and enjoying the taste and feel as Kyrie’s body pushed against his. He decided he was teasing his angel a little too much and broke the kiss. He listened to Kyrie’s harsh breathing and he started kissing his neck again, once Kyrie felt relaxed again he bit down on his neck.
“Dracko!” He pushed the dragon away and felt slightly disturbed by the amused look on his face.
“What?” Dracko asked innocently.
“You bit me!”
Dracko smiled down at him and gave him a tender kiss. “It’s called a hicky.” He smiled at the now even more confused angel. “Let me show you?” Kyrie looked at him with such trust as he nodded Dracko wasn’t sure if he could stand to do everything he intended to the angel. He went back for the angel’s neck “Bight and suck” He did so earning a gasp from Kyrie. He released the tender flesh, “Kiss” he did so receiving a soft moan. “And lick” he ran his tongue over his bite mark up to Kyrie’s jaw line. He placed one last kiss on the small red mark and moved to look into Kyrie’s face again. He smiled at the flushed face of his angel “Ready for more?” He asked softly.
Kyrie shifted against him causing their erections to brush together through their pants. Dracko loved the hardness of Kyrie and had to remind himself to take things slow. Kyrie blushed at the feel of Dracko. Was HE doing that to the dragon? He blushed at the thought and felt Dracko shift lower placing soft kisses along his collarbone. Kyrie gasped and arched his back as Dracko pinched one nipple, he rubbed circles around the nipple making it hard. Dracko reveled in the felling of Kyrie’s body beneath him. He moved himself lower and took the agitated nipple in his mouth and started fingering the other one. Kyrie shifted against the body on top of him and Dracko’s knee fell between his legs and rubbed his hardened length.
Dracko moved away from his captive’s chest and ran his hands along his torso feeling all the muscles beneath the pale skin. He smiled as he watched Kyrie squirm beneath him and flicked his tongue along his navel. Kyrie moaned as he felt the moist heat drift over his stomach. Then the weight of Dracko disappeared from above him and the bed shifted. He turned his head to see Dracko lying beside him and taking his hand again. He kissed the base of the index finger again and then ran his tongue along the under side of the finger all the way to the tip. He swirled his tongue around the tip of the finger before making it disappear into his mouth. He sucked the finger sliding it and out of his mouth and running his tongue along it. Through the entire process he watched the pleasure across Kyrie’s face.
“Do you like this?” he asked softly when he released the finger.
“Don’t stop.” Kyrie’s voice was raw with pleasure and desire.
Dracko smiled up at him “I know a way that will feel even better.”
Feel even better? Was that possible? “Yes please.”
Dracko chuckled at the response and pressed his hand over Kyrie’s groin. He flipped himself back on top of Kyrie and spread his legs to sit between. He ran his hand down the pale torso to the hem of his pants and started to unbutton the fly. Soon the pants and boxers where down to Kyrie’s ankles, and soft golden waves were revealed framing Kyrie’s hard pale shaft. “Nn, Kyri…” Those were about the only words he could manage at the sight.
“Kyri?” No one ever called him anything other than Kyrie.
Dracko looked up into his face “Don’t you like it?” He pouted.
Kyri smiled at him “Yes… yes I love it.”
Dracko smiled back at him and leaned over for a gentle kiss. He grabbed both Kyri’s hands and placed them on his own fly. Kyri gingerly undid Dracko’s pants and slid them down his legs along with his underwear. He became breathless as he stared at Dracko’s throbbing length, it was because of him… he reached out for it and gently caressed it from base to tip. “Ummmm” Dracko pushed himself against Kyri’s hand all coherent thought suddenly leaving him. Kyri reached out to touch him again but Dracko caught his hand. “Wait.. lay back…” Dracko lowered himself again as Kyri did as he was told. He touched Kyri’s cock “You remember what I did with your finger?” He glanced up with a smile.
Kyrie’s eyes widened with the thought of what was about to happen. He settled down into the covers, “Oh Dracko yes.” He moaned. Dracko smiled as he kissed the base of Kyri’s cock and ran his tongue along the vain on the underside. Kyrie threw his head back and moaned when Dracko took him into his mouth and began sucking him, he soon found himself thrusting into the dark warmth of Dracko’s mouth. It wasn’t long before he felt ready to explode but he bit his lip and held in his release. Dracko tasted a small amount of cum from Kyri and wondered why he hadn’t come completely. This was his first time, he shouldn’t be able to hold it so long. He glanced up to his lovers face to see a pained expression as Kyri bit his lip. He was holding it in. Dracko removed Kyrie’s cock from his mouth earning a desperate groan. He placed a gentle kiss on Kyrie’s lips and his hand wondered to the nightstand for lube.
“Kyri don’t hold it in.” He breathed against pink lips as he coated his fingers in lube.
“But your….”
“Its okay, I want a taste.” He moved lower again and took Kyrie into his mouth once more. As the panting above him quickened he pushed one lubed digit against Kyrie’s tight hole. The panting was interrupted with a gasp as Dracko’s finger slid into Kyri’s ass. Dracko slid the finger in and out before adding another and starting in a scissoring motion. Kyrie was thrusting into Dracko’s mouth with more urgency now, he was ready to come. Dracko slid his fingers deeper searching for his prostate until Kyrie arched his back and came in his mouth.
“AH, DRACKO!” Dracko sat up licking up what cum had escaped his mouth and watching the flushed and tired angel try to catch his breath. Kyrie looked at Dracko with half lidded eyes locked on his still throbbing length, he would give Dracko the same pleasure he had just felt. He began to sit up and opened his mouth to take Dracko, but found himself being gently pushed back onto the bed.
“As much as I’d love you to take me like that I have something else in mind. Though it may hurt a little. ”
“Hurt?”
“Only a little, but I promise the pleasure in the end will be better than anything else so far.”
“Yes.” Dracko smiled down at his angel and took the lube from the nightstand coating his cock. He sat on his knees between Kyri’s legs and lifted his hips into his lap. He pushed his tip against Kyrie’s entrance, Kyri pushed back, “Oh Dracko please.” Dracko pushed in slowly waiting for Kyrie to adjust to the intrusion.
“Your so tight.” He moaned as he pushed the rest of the way in. He waited tell they both caught their breath before sliding almost all the way out and slowly thrusting back in. He followed the same process several times, slowly increasing the pace. Kyrie couldn’t stand the slow pace, he sat up wrapping his arms around Dracko and rocking his hips in Dracko’s lap. With every roll of his hips Dracko’s dick was drawn farther into him. Dracko held tight to Kyri’s hips and started thrusting faster into Kyrie’s warm cavern, matching his thrusts with Kyri’s rocking. Dracko drew one hand away from Kyri’s hip and grasped his cock pumping in rhythm with his thrusts. Kyrie threw his head back digging his nails into the flesh of Dracko’s shoulders.
“DRACKO1” His cum splattered across their abdomens. He slumped against Dracko burying his face in his shoulder. He continued to slowly rock his hips as Dracko’s thrusts quickened. Only a few thrusts later Kyri felt himself being filled to the brim as Dracko released his seed inside of him.
“Oh, Kyri…” Dracko pet Kyrie’s soft hair and lowered him back onto the bed. He pulled his now limp cock out of his beautiful lover. He looked into his angel’s flushed face and sparkling blue half lidded eyes. Dracko rolled to his side and gently kissed Kyri’s swollen pink lips pulling him close and petting those wavy velvety locks.
“I am so tired Dracko.” Kyrie cuddled closer to Dracko’s chest listening to his heartbeat.
Dracko smiled into Kyri’s soft hair and took his hand again, kissing it in the way he had started their love making with. “Sleep now love.”
“Love?”
“Yes. Kyri I love you.” He kissed his hair again and rolled onto his back pulling Kyri on top of him. Kyri settled against Dracko more than content with using his chest as a pillow. As he lie there listening to Dracko’s heartbeat and breathing while Dracko lightly stroked his hair he even forgot about what he would have to face in the coming day.
“I love you to Dracko.” He muttered as he drifted to sleep