Where I Fangirl
Amaranth was having his good friend Kenya over to day while Milan was out. They hadn’t seen each other since there days in the “hotel”. Kenya didn’t even ring he door bell, he just came in.
"Amaranth~ I’m home," He giggled and trotted in. "Long time no see love~" he kissed Ama’s cheek when the gypsy came running at the sound of the door.
"Kenya!" He hugged him close, squeezing the breath out of the blonde.
"Ama…air.." He panted out, his cheeks reddening.
"Eep! Kenya I’m so sorry," Ama laughed and took his hand, pulling him into the living room. "I’ve missed you so much, I’m so glad you were able to stop by. Honestly I can’t believe your sexy asian lets you leave his side."
"I could say the same about you and your gypsy." Kenya smirked as he sat next to Ama as he sat down on the plush couch.
"Well, thats why I had to invite you over while he was out," he snickered and slipped his arm around Kenya’s waist, holding him close. "I really have missed you though, you know… really."
Kenya blushed and rested his head on Ama’s dark shoulder. “I missed you too, you were all I had there. I know you had your brother but… I needed you.” he sighed, reminiscing quietly.
"I love when you’d come to my room in the middle of the night when there were thunderstorms." Ama murred as he nuzzled into the blonde hair. "I was always happy to hold such a sweet little thing,"
"Ama, hush!" he giggled. "You’re only reminding me of the other things we used to do when I came to you in the middle of the night." He looked up at him then, a terribly impish glint in his eyes.
"You realize, if Milan comes home or Jae comes to get you, we’re dead." He looked at him seriously.
"Oh I know.." He wetted his lips with his pink tongue. Kenya moved to sit in Ama’s lap, rolling his hips sensually against him. Amaranth had taught Kenya to dance, though he was too embarressed to do it for anyone else than the teacher himself. The russian side his hands up the other’s neck, burrowing his fingers in those midnight curls. "I love your hair,"
"Not as much as I love yours," Ama growled playfully as he wrapped the long blonde hair around his hand before yanking his head to the side before plastering his lips to that pale neck. He nibbled and sucked gently enough to not leave a mark along the vein.
They spent a good fourty-five minutes snogging and pulling each other’s hair. They were a flushed, horny mess when they finally pulled away from each other. “I’ll go get our toy,” Ama announced as he dumped Kenya on his back on the couch with a smug grin. Kenya just giggle and started to wiggle out of his clothes.
When Ama returned he was naked holding a double ended dildo and a bottle of lube. “I’ll prepare you, if you prepare me,” He grinned at the blonde. Kenya gave a small nod as he waited for Ama to crawl over him. With Ama’s ass hovering over Kenya he licked his fingers and started playing at the gypsy’s hole. Ama shivered at the familiar, gentle touches from Kenya. Soon he returned but with his mouth, stretching him with his tongue. They moaned into each others asses and they didn’t stop until they had three fingers in each other, enough to take their coveted toy.
Amaranth pulled Kenya onto the floor and setting him on his knees. He slicked up Kenya’s end before sliding it in slowly. To Kenya’s suprise Ama started to fuck him with it.
"A-ama… what about…" he moaned. "You?"
"Oh I’m still enjoying myself~" he leaned in and bite Kenya’s ass without realizing it would leave a mark. Ama played with him for what seemed like an entrity, bringing him to the edge but not letting him cum. He knew how Kenya liked to be treated. Or at least, how his body liked to be teased.
Kenya was oaning and begging for Ama to join him, eventually the gypsy turned around, on all fours as well, pushing back against Kenya as he was entered by the other end of the dildo. Fucking themselves on it, they cried the names of their significant others. They didn’t even know they were doing it. Time was a blur, and soon they were both on the edge of climax..
That was.. until they both heard someone at the door.
My babies Amaranth, the dark one, and Kenya, the blonde one.