Just Like Old Times

Chapter 7

WARNING: This is why Just Like Old Times is R. A graphic scene follows so please don't ruin your innocent little minds with my story.

But for you not an innocent kid, read away my fellow shippers. Read away.

And sorry for the late update, there are people who follow me who I personally know and I don't want them to give me crap over the chapters. But fuck it all.

So anyway.

Enjoy

~G~

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At first Stein didn't know where he was and his body was stiff and his mouth was dry. Stein went to sit up but a warm hand on his chest brought him back to reality. "Did you sleep well?" Spirit asked and Stein nodded.

"Do you remember the first time we slept together?" He mumbled, still groggy from sleep. Spirit chuckled.

"Yes. after one of your experiments. Though i had no say in it. You dragged me back to my bed and passed out on my chest." Stein smiled.

"Funny how things stay the same."

"Just like old times." Spirit whispered and Stein nodded.

"Lets get you sitting up and eating something, shall we?" Spirit nodded and Stein helped guide the man into a sitting position before hurrying away to go find some food for them. he came back and fed Spirit, though the weapon deemed it unnecessary because he had enough energy to feed himself. Stein ans Spirit both decided that Spirit was strong enough to try to walk around a bit and so Stein picked him up off the bed and sat him down gently on the floor. Spirit wrapped his arm around Stein's shoulder and he guided him across the room a bit before stetting him back on the bed.

"I have an idea." Spirit mumbled.

"Oh?" Stein looked over at him from where he sat on the bed beside the weapon.

"I could come stay with you. You know, until I get better..." Stein smiled.

"You really want to?" Spirit nodded. "I will begin preparations then." Stein rose. "I will grab your stuff and I will be back shortly." Spirit nodded and leaned back in the bed. Stein left the red-head to go and grab his luggage and walked back in, carrying a single bag.

"Did everything fit in there?" Spirit asked, surprised.

"No, sit on the end of your bed." Spirit did so rather painfully and Stein knelt on the ground.

"S-Stein what are you-?" Stein ran his hands down Spirit's sides and to his pants, slowly pulling them down. Spirit gasped as Stein stroked his growing erection and Stein chuckled.

"Funny how our roles have changed recently. I used to be the hesitant one." Spirit smiled and used his arms to painfully push himself up so Stein could slip off his pants and boxers. Stein ran his hands up the weapon's thighs, making his breath heavier. "You missed that didn't you?" Stein chuckled and Spirit whimpered in response to Stein gently stroking his cock. Spirit lay on his back and clutched the bed sheets.

Stein pushed his tongue out from between his lips and ran it the length of Spirit's erection, making the older man buck his hips in pleasure and moan. He was so hard Stein could hardly stand it, but he grabbed the bag and began to slowly dress Spirit in his usual suit. Spirit whimpered in protest but begrudgingly consented and allowed the younger man to dress him.

They didn't bother to tuck his shirt in or even button his shirt all the way and his tie was still in the bag, a lost thought. Stein slung the backpack over one of his shoulders and let Spirit use the other for support and helped guide him through the school and, despite every student and teacher stopping to speak to them, managed to get Spirit out of the school relatively quickly and into a car so they wouldn't have to walk the whole way. Once there, Stein guided Spirit into the large lab and to his bedroom.