Readers' Note/WARNING: We're not in Kansas anymore! If you thought our dear boys were naughty before, you may want to abort the mission here. Fair warning!
Chrollo awoke, still partially draped across Illumi. How long had they slept?
---So it wasn't a dream.---
Chrollo smiled, remembering the events of the day, and the blissful sleep he'd just had. He sat up on his elbows, and looked over at Illumi in the dim light. It was midnight. For a few moments he just stared at the unfeeling, unbreakable killer-Hunter in his bed. Illumi looked so peaceful asleep. But Chrollo knew what lay behind those closed eyelids. Without thinking, he reached out and smoothed his hand down over Illumi's lower back, the sweet curve of that sweet ass, stopping on his upper thigh and giving it a light squeeze.
Lashes fluttered opened and made Illumi look like a porcelain doll come to life. The doll smiled. But it was a raw, genuine, unprovoked smile. For a moment, Chrollo was embarrassed that he had been watching Illumi sleep...and for how long?!"I missed sleeping with you." Illumi said, voice still gravelly. "But it's a lot better like this."
Illumi drew Chrollo back up against him with that hidden strength of his.Chrollo realized he did so love feeling man-handled, and by such an attractive younger man! As strong as he was himself, it was rare. He snaked his own arm under Illumi's and up his back, in turn pulling Illumi on top of him as he rolled over onto his back. Illumi lay his head against Chrollo's chest and sighed. Chrollo kissed the top of Illu's head and used his free hand to massage Illumi's lower back and hip. Small, cute noises of approval floated across Chrollo's chest and he suddenly couldn't help his massage from continuing even lower, back to that soft, defined cheek that called to his hand. He rubbed down, then back up and over, pausing for a squeeze before repeating the motions. He realized Illumi had wiggled between his legs either on purpose or because he had pulled Illumi so tightly down against him. Chrollo stopped, since the boy might think him a horny pervert, being they had only just woken up.
But Illumi mumbled, "You don't have to stop. It feels good."
Had he sensed Chrollo's embarrassment?
Chrollo relished the feel of the relaxed form on top of him. He could feel Illumi's tight, warm stomach against his groin, and thanked the Gods he hadn't gotten a boner! Although he did feel like he could get one at any moment. It was like being a horny teenager again; one little sensory perception and he could barely contain his urges.
Chrollo continued molesting his boyfriend, switching arms and hands to give the same attention to the other side as well. Illumi's sighs and little groans drove Chrollo wild. Ever time he heard another "Mmmmmmm" or "Ahhhhh" out of Illu, he felt a shockwave zip up his spine.
"Why do you feel so good?" Chrollo let out a small groan as he wrapped one leg around Illumi's opposite leg, now bearhugging him. "I don't think I ever want to get out of bed again!"
"I've never actually enjoyed sleep….when I wasn't with you anyway." Illumi revealed. "I could never relax. I can't recall sleeping as deeply as I did just now since being a toddler. As well when we were in the car!"
"Me either, Illu."
Illumi shifted slightly and Chrollo felt himself start to harden. He felt his cheeks redden, a fire he couldn't extinguish.
Illumi giggled and Chrollo felt himself blushed even more fiercely, glad Illu's head still lay on his chest and glad for the dim glow of the Christmas tree light strands.
But then, Illumi moved again, apparently a calculated movement, and swung his unpinned leg over Chrollo's other. And Chrollo felt a hard Illumi against his leg. Chrollo beamed inwardly, as if he had just won a coveted prize.
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~ Those Eyes ~
FanfictionChrollo and Illumi have history. Way back when. Although just when Chrollo thought his life might be calming down a bit, his past comes back to haunt him in the form of the deepest unrequited love. Maybe his first love, his only love, is not so out...