Bath time hazards

He was as far as he knew home alone. Yanki had been collected a while ago for a job. At least a few days ago and honestly Yura wasn't sure when he'd be back. Tired and bored he come into the lavish apartment he now shred with Yanki having neglected to lock the front door the bathroom door or take any measures to keep himself safe. After taking a shower to clean up he had filled the large soaker tub, turned on the jets climbed in with headphones on blasting music in his ears leaned his head back against the headrest there and closed his eyes and that was about fifteen minutes ago or so. Completely relaxed he was zoned out unaware of any activity in the apartment.....one could say with certainty that Yura being Yanki's lover and knowing the dangerous job he did was taking a risk he really should not be taking......that is, at this moment in time he was completely and totally vulnerable.......

He had come home only a moment ago, walking up to unlocked and unguarded doors. Sighing to himslf, he shook his head and walked into the apartment, slinging his bag down on the floor. If Yura was around, he obviously was distracted and couldn't hear him come in. That could only mean one thing...headphones... Letting a sly smile spread across his face, he chuckled and licked his lips.

Slipping through the house and into the bathroom, he stood behind Yura for only a second before he moved, slipping his arms around his lover and sank his fangs into his neck. He wasn't rough, having the joy of being himself around Yura also meant he could be gentle and not have to worry about others commenting, saying that he was going soft on them all because he showed even a glimmer of affection towards his lover. Taking a headphone out of Yura's ear, he stopped drinking and moved up to whisper, "You're vulnerable..."

Yura hadn't heard Yanki come in. Hadn't noticed his scent but at the sudden sensation of arms and the familiar feel of his lovers fangs he drew in a sharp breath of air a startled gasp of pleasure to be more accurate. Yura's eyes had flowen open before closing and when the headphone was removed to allow him to here Yanki whisper in his ear he couldn't help but shiver. Although the words were not sensual the warmth of breath was. That is to say Yura had a very a cute sense of touch but that same gift that made him an incredible artist.....left him at Yanki's mercy not that he minded. "Yanki welcome home......vulnerable.....oh didn't I lock the door?" Yura asked perhaps that was worse because it more or less indicated...... That he really hadn't thought about locking it.....

Yanki chuckled lowly, almost predatory in his actions as he slid his hands down to lightly graze Yura's nipples and let his hands dip into the water. "You didn't even post guards outside..." he answered as he leaned in to kiss Yura's neck and run his tongue along the bare skin. He wasn't hungry really, tired yes, in need of a stress relief yes, but hungry? No.

As he let his hands slip into the water though, he nipped at Yura's ear and licked it a little, his hands moving to tease Yura a little, his hands just barely coming into contact with his lover's need before he moved them away, and slid them back up to tease Yura's nipples, lavishing them in attention as he continued to kiss and nip at his lover's neck and ears.

Yura moaned and all but melted into Yanki's touch his breath hitching as he felt Yanki play, teasing slightly before going back to his nipples add in the hot water, Yura's head fell completely back arching his neck and breath quickening some. "Guard.....mmmm....no hadn't really thought about it......Yura breathed stating the obvious..... If he had there would have at least been a guard posted there. Melting for Yanki at the moment was an gross understatement. Yanki could tell Yura that he was going to have his way with him and mark him as belonging forever solely to him and Yura would all but beg him to. After all Yanki was the only one who could touch him like this. He'd burn to ashes anyone else.....of course that didn't change how absent minded he could be when it came to his own safety.

He snorted and moved his hands out of the water, standing up abruptly almost as if he had lost interest. In reality, he was still just playing around, amusing himself with his lover as he always did. "You damned well didn't think about it did you? You could have ended up dead..." he told Yura lowly, a worried expression filling him as he looked down at Yura. He wasn't always this way, but he had been busy recently, working hard like Ketsu asked him to.

Sighing though, he shook his head and closed his eyes and began to take his shirt off. Covered in dried blood, his clothes were worthless now. He himself had made the water turn a pink in color as his skin sank into the water. Showering was something he greatly wanted to do, but...he also wanted to do Yura. "Oh well...at least I got home before anything bad happened...come on...come get back into the shower...I got you dirty again..." he requested lowly as he finished undressing and walked to the shower and turned it on, starting to adjust the water to his liking.

Yura let out a whimpering moan as Yanki suddenly stopped touching him altogether. Sitting up in the water he glanced at the pinkish color before taking out the other headphone clinching as he said that....that he could have wound up dead and at least he made it home before anything bad happened....not that Yura could argue since he hadn't noticed Yanki come in until he felt his lovers touch. Yura climbed out of the tub, pulling the plug and turning off the jets since the water was dirty now. Walking over he stepped into the shower behind Yanki. "Yanki....." Yura sighed softly already slight aroused and showing he didn't know what to say.....sorry won't happen again? Yura didn't believe in lying and knew how laid back and forgetful he could be. "I'll try to be more careful....." Yura knew he might not be happy about that answer......but he could not lie to Yanki or offer false promises.

Sighing, he leaned his head against Yura's and closed his eyes, contacts removed along with his clothes. Eyes as blue as the sky, and a heart as pure as gold at times. Sometimes, when he was like this, he couldn't help but wonder why he even left the apartment. He could be who he wanted here, could be Taishoku Orora here instead of being Yanki. "Please be more careful Yura...I don't want to think about who could have put their hands on you while I was gone..." he said lowly in a hushed tone and leaned in, kissing Yura's forehead lightly before he moved to kiss him passionately on the lips.

He had been afraid. If Yura had've been hurt by someone while he was away, if he had been killed...he would have plummeted right back down into the darkest depths of his soul. He would have dove into the darkness and never surfaced again. There would not ever be Orora, but forever Yanki.

As he kissed Yura, he leat his hands wander, letting them play over every contour of Yura's body, moving to squeeze his butt, to play with his nipples- it didn't matter. In a way, this was a sort of punishment for Yura not thinking about his own safety.

Yura had blinked when he mentioned someone touching him while Yanki himself was away. He had been about to say no one would but never got it out because one, Your loved seeing his eyes, those beautiful blue eyes of his and the other Yanki,.....Orora had just sealed him with a kiss before his hands began doing wicked things dancing over Yura's frame. He moaned into the kiss his arms coming up to hold onto almost despertatly as Yura was certain that if his lover kept that up....standing would not be easy since he was already rapidly becoming more and more aroused.....and weak in the legs.

Wicked wicked hands and although thought was evading him at the moment he broke the kiss with the need to breathe and needing far more then just being teases by Yanki, Yura's head dropped against Yanki's shoulder as his fingers bent against strong smooth skin. "Orora...please"thinking he was not. Yanki's name came out in a whispered breathe....full of passion, uncanny love for this man and longing. For more thinking was gone and while Yura didn't usually cave so quickly.....Yanki didn't always excited every inch of his frame except his now aching need.....to say Yura belonged solely and completely to Yanki would be correct. The normally cold and aloof man was at Yanki's total mercy.

Yanki tensed his hand against Yura's need, having came to rest at it when he heard his real name said in such a tone. Aroused and needy, Yanki himself was more than willing to let Yura call him by his real name...only here and now would it be ok and not upset him. "If you ask it..." he answered lowly, turning Yura quickly and buring himself deep, up to the hilt and he closed his eyes, moaning as he clenched his toes in the water.

No matter how many times they did this, no matter how many times he ravaged Yura, the sensations would never change, that much he was certain. Leaning over Yura, he moved his hand as he seemed to purr. A sensual sound that was rare for him to make. He was truly going to have his way with Yura this time around. "You may be shocked to find that I'm not going to play around today..." he mused, finishing what he had started before he buried himself deeply into Yura's backside.

It went up his spine the pleasure pulling a pearled cry out of him moments after Yanki turned him around. Hands braced against the wall he bowed his head his legs a little shaky and at the sensual purr he shivered before he heard the odd low warning and yet despite its meaning his head still bowed and feeling the union of there bodies where Yanki joined them...."I'm yours.....please... Yura answered him not that it really made all that much sense but hey it was even harder to think now that he was joined with Yanki so intimately.