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The room was quiet and still. Morning sun poured over the bed, mapping out the rumpled sheets and casting shadows that looked like grey mountains. The light draped itself over the two figures neither disturbing nor encroaching upon them, so quiet but so loud. That's what woke the boy with the curly snow white hair; that loudness that came from anticipation and from reflection. He thought his ears deceived him. Perhaps, this was war and a mortar had gone off somewhere and this silence, this loud silence, was merely the deafness that accompanies that deadly blast landing too close. In truth, there was a war and he did fight. Now he must decide if he survived unscathed or was he simply a casualty. For he did not win, no, the victor lay beside him.
His body scarred, maimed. It was a delectable body, strong and muscular. The light illuminated his features and defined the ridges of his abdomen, curve of his ear, and each individual eye lash so black and luscious women would kill for them. He lied there, next to his conqueror and if one would expect him to feel used or shameful then they didn't understand that the heart wants what the heart wants. He wanted to be claimed and used in this way. Their war was never really a war but a game, two parties dancing around each other, calculating, scheming, and cheating. Yes, they both cheated. Near cheated when he used an assignment to get close to the man who he'd longed to be with every night for years. His infatuation had led to encouraging Beyond to cheat and break out of his confined solitude at the Institution. L believed he was safe and Near robbed him of that. He didn't know what would upset him more, that Beyond broke out easily just to go and fuck his successor or that he had obviously always been able to break out and was just waiting. Both would push L and Near felt a twinge of regret. He loved L in the way a child might love an absentee father who died on the job or, scratch that, the way a child loves their uncle who lives a far ways off and they seldom see but hear about all the wonderful things they do and they wish they had a father like him. Near really didn't want to spend more time thinking about L and his feelings. He wanted Beyond to wake up so that they could decide where to go from here.
Beyond was floating between awake and a dream. The white sheets were soft and cool. He thought that it must have been some new bedding the Institution was donated. He pushed his face further into the pillow, smelling crisp clean detergent and sweet vanilla. His long arms felt cramped so he stretched them out, feeling boneless and satisfied. Cracking and popping of vertebrae in the silent room sounded more like the last remnants of gun fire than a body coming to life. He was unnerved by the silence. So much of time was spent blocking out the screams of those around him that his body was alerted and the need for altercation awoke. He stretched further but more cautiously, searching for the metal bars of the old iron bed but instead he was met with pliable flesh, warm and nubile. Shimmering veins of purple and blue spread out underneath the marble landscape of his desires. He was immediately reminded of their previous night. All had been a gradual crescendo to a climactic and euphoric end to their game of cat and mouse. Now they lay in the aftermath with sweet promises made and questions only harsh reality could pose. Where do they go from here? How do you live with or without one another? Beyond, ever sure and reckless as always, broke the silence of the morning by pulling Near closer until he could kiss the tip of his nose. Near's breathing came in shallow and unsure. He was shy and didn't know how things like this worked. Immense onyx eyes peered up through long white lashes into the depths of hell itself but there was no harshness, no anger, no shame, only love and adoration for the one they held so close. They breathed the same air for the longest time, never stirring till the sun's light warmed the room from comfortable to insufferable. Near moved to get out of the bed but Beyond held him down. He moved to cup the porcelain face, his thumb moved slowly along the bottom lip and then the upper one. His strong fingers kneaded the sinuous muscles along his back and sides. Near was overwhelmed by the sensations of such intimacy, unable to avert his eyes from the devil who owned him, who loved him.
Beyond pulled back the comforter revealing their nakedness to the air. Near gasped, moved closer to him. He wasn't seeking warmth from the cold but almost an animalistic need for protection while vulnerable. Beyond relished in it; He pulled him closer and nuzzled the top of his head. Near buried his face into Beyond's neck, breathing in the scent of him, the scent of them.
Long minutes pass of undisturbed cuddling and caressing before Near shifts to look up at Beyond. "I need to close the blinds." Beyond nods and kisses Near roughly but not unlovingly before letting him get up. Near's footsteps are muted as he traverses the floor to the curtains. The soft swish of the fabric pulled across the floor made Near smile wistfully. Perhaps, this is what daily life would be like for them if things had been different. Waking up, holding one another till it was time to get to work, that sounded nice. That sounded so, domestic. Near felt his stomach tighten in hunger. He turned around to see Beyond drinking in the sight of him. He smirks as he runs his hands down his chest and stomach slowly, teasingly. Near’s eyes followed those hands decorated with pink and white blotches. He wanted so much to just reach out and touch him but another throb of hunger pain broke him out of the trance. "Are you hungry, Beyond?" Beyond hums as he lifts himself up searching for his underwear while Near pulls on Beyond's shirt. The arms too long and hem stops above his mid-thigh. Beyond can't help but think how delicious he looks and he knows they need to eat if he intends to have as much fun with him as he's planned.
He reaches for the door when Near says quietly but deadly serious "No." Beyond allows his hand to drop and a quizzical look appears on his face. Near moves forward and opens the door. He moves forward and Beyond can see him disappear. It is clear that he does not wish for him to follow him. Beyond doesn’t care to be told what to do by anyone but maybe his little lamb was the exception. If he wanted to think he was in control then he’d allow him. He knew who would always be the one to submit. Near’s steps come to a stop. There is someone else in the apartment from what Beyond can tell. A chair is disturbed and he hears the sound of papers, probably a newspaper, sliding against something covered in fabric, probably a leg. “Near, good morning! You’re never up this early. I came by to…get something. I thought that since you spent yesterday celebrating your birthday working that today we could maybe go to a toy store or do something you might have rather done on your birthday.” The man’s voice was laced with vulnerability, sweet cheer, and desperation. He was pitiful. Or maybe, Beyond just didn’t like that this man was so obviously infatuated with Near. This was clearly going to be an issue if he thought he could continue to hit on Near while Beyond was in earshot. He heard an intake of breath and then Near’s cool apathetic voice pierced through the pregnant silence, "Stephan, thank you for your kind gesture but you may go now. I'm not feeling well and I want to be left alone for today and possibly tomorrow. I'm caught up on my case work so you can take these files to L for review." He heard the man cough and shuffle his feet on the wood floor. "But Near, if you are unwell I should stay and take care of you." He didn't care for the pleading tone in his voice nor the stalling while Near was waiting for him to go. After a few seconds Near says "Stephan, I want to sit alone and watch movies. I don’t require any assistance to do so and there is plenty of food here. If I become too unwell, I can always call for you or Watari.” It sounded like the man stood up from wherever he was sitting. He could hear the newspaper fall and the sound of shuffling. He heard the man exhale slowly, sputtering for any kind of excuse to allow him to stay, “If that’s what you want, Near. I’ll go. But, I should stop by tomorrow just to make sure you’re,“ Near cut him off “Stephan, that is unnecessary. Do not come by tomorrow, just leave.” Beyond smiled to himself. He was very happy that the attempts this man made on Near were not only shot down but set on fire. How fitting?
The door closed and Near made sure it was locked before he called out to Beyond. Beyond strolled, for that is the only word that would describe it, out of his room with a devilish look in his eyes. His lips spread wide to form a crooked smile revealing each of his pearly white teeth. “Baby, you really know how to let a man down easy.” Near scoffed. He could feel the corner of his own mouth start to turn up into a small smirk. “Should I have taken him up on his offer?” Beyond continued to stroll along the length of the room towards the kitchen before he turned to shrug at Near. “No Baby, you did well.” Near crossed over to meet him at the bar, “What do you want to eat?” Beyond’s hands stroked the smooth countertop, “You.” He smiled and Near moved into the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of them.
Beyond watched him hungrily as Near was clad in nothing but his long sleeved shirt. With every lift of the arm the smooth skin on the back of his legs was exposed and his supple round bottom teased him. The curve of his cheek was so round as he stepped up on the tip of his toes to reach plates and mugs, Beyond marveled at it. He could catch glimpses of bruises he made on his hips whenever he turned to reach above the counters into the cupboards. It surprised him more than anything that Near could cook. Perhaps, he was always preparing to become a trophy wife if being the next L didn’t work out. He could imagine Near in stockings with bows, wearing a tiny baby doll and apron serving him his meals for the rest of his days. Those big innocent eyes peering up at him as he would cradle him in his lap and feed him off his own plate. He’d be sure to make this a reality.
Biscuits, bacon, gravy, and of course jam soon were placed on the island where B sat. His biscuit was open with the gravy on the side. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the violet jam in the middle of the two pieces. He thought about the little packets Near brought him the day before. How red they were, how they stained his hands red like blood. How different everything was now, outside of the asylum with its sterilized white walls and sheets. They were never as white and pure as what he’d seen when Near sat before him. Hair unruly and pressed pajama pants that were sheer under the light that flooded Beyond’s room. It’s been hours since they would have come in to check on him and bring him his breakfast. Even if they are running behind it’s now 9:38 a.m. here. Breakfast is served at 7:30 a.m, on the dot unless there is a change in servers and since he often is the product of an unlucky drawl the unfortunate soul often lags as long as possible and he has been served exactly 56 times at 7:31 and 27 times at 7:33 but only 8 times at 7:32 over the course of 2 years or since he was last forbade meals in the hall with the others. This is rather annoying. If for some reason this is a Holiday, which it could be but he stopped looking at calendars years ago, then they may have not brought him anything to eat which has happened 35 to 42 days a year for over 6 years but they would always bring lunch and dinner. Maybe he should ask if this is a Holiday. “Is it a Holiday?” No sense in not being direct.
Near was standing across the island eating his food with his left hand while stacking sugar cubes with his right. The question was sudden and from the look in Beyond’s eye he could tell he was calculating something. “It is.” He watched Beyond’s eyes twitch and his lashes lower as his eyes became hooded. He was seeing something that wasn’t really there; processing something, numbers more than likely. Near knew he was a mathematical genius, one that was running the probability of something that must be important to him. Near allowed his eyes to travel the bare expanse of Beyond’s chest. The tightening of his biceps as he moved his arms to eat. Then there was a swirl of a scar over his heart that looked like a crescent moon. His cheek bones were so sharp under the light from ceiling. Near wanted to be held by those strong arms and treated like a precious and breakable doll. He wanted everyday to be like this with Beyond. The two of them living together and making love when they pleased. He could learn so much from him when it comes to math and even body decomposition. However morbid, he had cases where murders were under his scrutiny and Beyond had killed and experimented with the bodies. Of course, this was knowledge that proved that he must never forget why Beyond was in the asylum and what his fate could be. This only excited him more.
Beyond finished his food while Near thought about the cases he could ask B for his opinion on. He also didn’t feel like doing much today so maybe the cases could wait. Beyond took his plate to the sink and began to clean up, he liked things tidy. He noted Near was not eating much. “Are you not hungry?” Near looked up at Beyond. It was true that he didn’t eat much. He couldn’t eat when he was nervous or working on a case but also he had some issues when it came to his body. All the years of being picked on by others for his appearance had made him strive to be as ordinary as he could be. He couldn’t control his skin or hair except with things like dye and tan crèmes and that would cut into his time working. Not to mention he wasn’t a fan of the unnatural and this wasn’t for vanity’s sake but more for just not sticking out so much. But he could control his weight. Mello was so thin and handsome. He always wanted to look more like him. Every time he called him an albino or sheep he was reminded that this is what people focused on the most. Not his intellect but his appearance. He’d long realized that Mello’s words were not meant as maliciously as he first though. Mello liked Near deep down but didn’t know how to handle that feeling. Matt always acted as a buffer and comforted Near after Mello went off. But the others did mean the discouraging words. They wanted to break him and hopefullly pave the way for themselves up to the top.
Beyond left Near’s food and moved to wrap it up instead. He watched the boys face carefully as he mulled over his answer. Obviously, he had an eating disorder of some kind and that simply wouldn’t do for Beyond. He had such great things planned for the two of them. After running the numbers he figured that would notice he was missing in an hour thirty. From then it would be another hour before they called Wammys. Why an hour? Because no one would want to admit that they simply jumped the gun and Beyond was out in the atrium and an army had been readied for nothing to go find him. After that if L did what he thought L would do, well then…that could make things interesting. Beyond felt himself smirk as the thought of all the possibilities ran through his head. He reached over and gathered Near close to him. His hands roamed the expansion of Near’s back and waist before one hand found itself grasping his bottom possessively It was Beyond’s heady scent and display that turned his mind to figurative mush.
Near leaned into Beyond while biting his lower lip. He clutched at Beyond’s bare chest and then allowed his lips to graze just below his collarbone. Beyond hummed in approval as Near began to kiss and lightly nip at the area. He grew tired of the counter digging into his lower back so with a heave he lifted near up to carry him to the living room. Near wrapped his arms and legs around Beyond and made small plaintive noises as they walked to the couch. He heard Beyond chuckle. “I figured we could move over to some place more comfortable. You said you wanted to watch movies all day. But I can set you down if you want me to.” Near’s head popped up as he pouted as Beyond lowered him onto the couch. “I hope you didn’t take my words too seriously” muttered Near as he made himself comfortable. Beyond started turning on the tv and looking through the movies Near kept nearby. “Baby, all you have are transformers and robot movies. No B horror?” B’s face was disappointed and Near suppressed a laugh “No. Were you expecting B horror films? No one likes those.” B feigned hurt. “I like them a lot actually. I love all the fake blood and amazing sound tracks.” Near figured as much when it came to B. Fake blood, violence, Halloween spook sounds…it all sounded like what Mello had told him from B’s time at Wammys. “What am I going to do with you?” B smirked “More like, what am I going to do to you?” He leered at Near from his seat on the floor, only a few steps away. Near felt his body become hot in a wave, the blush spread across his face and down his neck. Beyond stood up and approached him slowly in fluid and lithe motions while Near sat wide eyed and waited for whatever Beyond wanted to do to him. Beyond stopped at the edge of the couch so close, Near could lean forward and rest his head on his toned abdomen. He looked up through his eye lashes to see Beyond’s face. His eyes shouldered. A tiny peek of his teeth could be seen between his lips as they parted and formed a crooked smirk. B leaned down and Near’s breath caught in his throat as time slowed down to an agonizing pace. He felt his eyes start to close as the expected sensation of lips on lips drew closer till…abruptly everything was brought back into focus, time sped up to its regular pace, and Near heard the cackle that was Beyond’s laugh. “Khah hahah haha khahaha. Baby, you’re so willing. Here.” Near saw a movie held in front of his now blood read and shamed face. “How about Godzilla?”
They settled in on the large black couch under many of the snow white soft and silky blankets. The blinds had been pulled to make the grey room darker. Everything was strikingly simple and modern: Bauhaus styled furniture, glass tables, and functionality allowed Near to focus and work better. “If you fall asleep you’ll be punished.” B teased playfully as the movie began. “I will not fall asleep.” Near said a bit cross. He’d hoped to have a Beyond on top of him by now fucking him. “You know, we don’t have to watch the movie.” He pushed himself closer to B. “Mmmm but I’ve never seen this movie. Besides, you told “Stephen” you’d be spending all day by yourself watching movies. I’m sure he went home to cry and do the same.” There was a pause where only the Japanese voices of the characters were heard. So, Beyond was jealous and batting for more information on the nature of my relationship with Stephen. Interesting, Near thought to himself. I would have thought he’d just come out and ask. “Are you concerned with the nature of my relationship with my guard, Beyond? I would have thought jealously would have been beneath you.” Near watched his face carefully, he noted the tightening of his neck, the stretch as he crooked it more to the side. “Well, I wouldn’t say I am above most common human emotions. Rather, I embrace them when others push them away.”
Near took that as a yes. “Stephen is my guard. I have never indulged his lusts.” He chose his words carefully and spoke slowly. His tone detached and uninterested just like L would sound. After a few moments Beyond yawned and stretched his body so much it looked like it must hurt. Near was fascinated by him. He moved to straddle B’s lap. B’s eyes narrowed but his hands soon started tracing patters on the side of his thighs. “But, you were aware he lusted after you and there must have been a situation where you had to turn Mr…?” Near prompted “Gevanni.” He could feel his eyebrow raise to question Beyond into continuing. When he didn’t he became wary of the glassy look that covered Beyond’s eyes. “Why do you need a last name, B?” B twitched and his eyes snapped back in to focus. Near felt an exhilarating chill run down his spin when he saw B’s expression. Beyond’s diabolical smile just screamed he had something cooking. “I simply wanted to be polite. Mr. Gevanni must have been very forward sometime in the past for you to have cut his advances off.” Near knew this was a gamble but riling B up would not only be interesting but perhaps pay off later when. Having the man he himself had lusted after be jealous was intoxicating. He also was loathe to admit that it excited him knowing B’s more murderous tendencies were lurking beneath. He decided it was worth it so he pressed on. “That is true. There were times in the past that Stephen attempted to cross the boundaries of our formal relationship. But, as I have mentioned I did not let him get very far.” Beyond grabbed Nears waist and repositioned him so that he was cradling him in his lap. Near noted that he was a disadvantage in this position should he want to get away but in truth, why would he ever run from Beyond? He’d offered himself up on a silver platter last night. He would let him do with him what he wanted. “Tell me about those times, angel. I’m curious.”Beyond had taken to stroking his hair. His voice echoed through the room. It was raspy and tainted. The warmth from his bare skin and the blankets created a warm and comfortable nest. “We were finished with the Kira case and I was inside my lego fort. I was between cases and waiting on the trial to end. I heard Stephen come over to the side of the fort and then he climbed in. He laid down beside me. He said that Halle and he had broken up. I asked why and he said that she didn’t feel like he really loved her. I asked him if that was so but he never replied.” In all honesty, I knew what drove Halle to that conclusion. I didn’t tell him that by the looks he’d given me over the years, the times he’d taken care of me while I was sick, the toys he’d leave for me without a reason I knew he had never really been interested in Halle. I was what he really wanted. He had slowly rolled over on his side and moved the hair out of my face, gently stroking. There was dull drumming of the base to the song currently playing on the stereo in the room.” Jesus for the Jugular, Jesus for the Jugular, one at a time “He became brave and kissed me.” As soon as his lips were on my skin he made such a strangled and sweet sound in the back of his throat. His lips moved over me; First my jaw and then they moved along and down my neck. He pulled me by my waist tight against him, his hands held me and started removing my pajama jacket. His fingers worked the ties of my bottoms off to completely undress me. He cradled me the whole time until suddenly he was over me and I had to decide if this was what I wanted. I decided I didn’t. “I told him to stop and he did.” I remember his face dropping when I said that this was interesting but I would like him to act as if this never happened. He could remain in the lego fort or go. He seemed shocked and we remained in the fort until I fell asleep. That was the only time he went that far. Everything else has just been stares or touches that lingered too long. I think he thought that now that I am older I might have changed my mind. “There really is nothing more to be said about it.” Beyond nuzzled his hair. “You sound like you weren’t really that interested in him.” No, I suppose I wasn’t. “I was bored and more curious than anything since I had been feeling this restless longing not too uncommon for boys my age except I’d never been common. I wanted to know if what I was feeling at that time was simply an issue of puberty or some other emotion I didn’t understand. I thought I could test this out with anyone. However, I realized I didn’t want just anyone. I didn’t feel hot and emotional thinking about Stephen touching me or kissing me. I knew that I felt those things thinking about someone else. It was simple to sort out after that.” Beyond shifted cracking his neck in the process “I don’t follow you.” His voice ended bluntly and there was that same expressionless voice that accompanied so many late nights spent working with L. Except, underneath B’s lack luster statement there was something lurking. A dark lit to his intonation. He penetrates me no matter how well I guarded I feel it would seem.
Near was slightly embarrassed to have to be so blunt about why. He thought he had made it clear. Perhaps, Beyond was looking for more ego stroking than actual cluelessness. “I had been researching your case B. I had become interested in you in more than one way. That interest in you made me curious about sex and what I was attracted to or if I was simply a hormonal teenage boy who would have fucked anything if given the chance. I tested that theory out with Stephen when I allowed him the chance to go that far. But, he wasn’t really to my tastes. No one really was.” Beyond chuckled amused at Near. “You like the danger. You like that I do things to the extreme. Well, I won’t disappoint you.” He smiled wickedly at Near causing heat to pool in his stomach and his cheeks to flush red.
He was barely aware of the situation until it was too late. Beyond had him clasped to him with one arm. Pinning his arms in place and rendering him motionless. Near couldn’t breathe. Those long scarred fingers were pulling up the shirt exposing him to the cool air. The blankets were move so that Beyond could see his half erect cock. “You’re so pretty, baby…” Beyond’s hands moved over the pale skin scratching lightly and kneading his sensitive thighs. Near’s cock twitched in delight and he heard Beyond snicker. “You like that, baby? You like being helpless and vulnerable? I like it too, baby. I like thinking about what I’m going to do to you. I want to fuck you, baby, fuck you real good.” Teeth, biting into his neck made Near whine in pleasure and pain. “I want to abuse you, hurt you, love you…” His hand snaked under Near’s legs to slap at the sensitive flesh of his bottom. It was painful and he was still sore from last night’s assault on his hips. B’s lips were traveling across his neck and jaw. Near was struggling from the stimulation, thrashing pathetically to break free. B’s grip tightened and a feral growl wrenched itself free from his throat. Near was incredibly turned on and his cock wept precome all over his stomach.
Beyond’s voice invaded his mind “I’m going to fuck you into this couch. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll never forget. I’m going to abuse your body. But, that’s okay because you want me to. You like this. Don’t you?” Near couldn’t speak. Instead, a sob of sound broke its way through his teeth as he felt Beyond’s hand stroke his cock; Long, fluid, and stern strokes that caused his hips to shake and snap forward to meet his hand. Near was so hot. His breath was short and his head fuzzy but all too soon B’s hand was removed and he couldn’t stop himself from whining his displeasure. He could feel Beyond’s hand move to his entrance. His finger prodded and then thrust unexpectedly inside causing Near to yell out. Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes and he was slowly and roughly finger fucked. Beyond showered his neck with more kisses and bites. He was torturing him being so rough and yet so slow. “Fucking need you, baby. I need you.” Near’s heart fluttered. It was so strange to be here, being roughly handled yet not feeling degraded. No, he felt loved and cared for. Maybe, because he knew if Beyond really did want to hurt him he would have already. But, then again, no one ever truly knew what Beyond’s motives were. He removed a little girl’s eyes. That thought was cut off as soon as more fingers were inserted and Near was burning from the stretch. He looked up at Beyond, pleading with him to end his torment and a flash of something passed over his eyes as he leaned down to Near’s ear. His hot breath flowed across his skin causing it to ripple and bumps to rise. “What if I wanted to kill you?” Near’s pupils dilated in shocked lust and for the first time, perhaps, even in fear.
Beyond felt satisfied that he’d upped the ante to a level that would have Near wrecked and never wanting to leave him for someone else. Especially, not some body guard. Without missing a beat he flung near on the floor on his stomach. Beyond moved between his legs, spreading him wide and worked his way between the milky thighs while pressing Near’s hips down into the plush carpet. Near whined and struggled against him but he noticed that if he really wanted to get away he could have. He left him with a way out and that eased Near somewhat, though Beyond’s words echoed in his mind. He may let him escape but only to increase the excitement of the game. Instead, Near chose to look back over his shoulder to watch Beyond stoke his cock and smooth his hand over his taunt bottom. Beyond felt himself smirk. He was sure it was something that made him look even more queer than normal. He’d never been this excited about someone and had never wanted to be so animalistic either. He decided to take a second to taste the little mounds in front of him and dipped down to lavish butterfly kisses on them. Near bucked back into him and his cock rubbed on the carpet. He was searching for friction and Beyond wasn’t going to allow him to take matters into his own hands. He sat up pulling Near along with him and lined himself up with his entrance. Before Near knew what was going on he was yelling out from surprise and pain. Beyond slammed all the way in and started up a brutal pace. Near choked out whines and sobs as Beyond effectively fucked him into the carpet.
Beyond kissed, licked, and bit down his back. His moans were deep and unabashed spurred on by the more submissive sounds Near made. God, those sounds drove him insane or more than he already was to begin with. It was like a drug addict getting his fix when he looked at Near and fucking him was like the achievement of a whole other level of high he had never dreamed possible. Near was to be treasured and taken care of. He’d never wanted to do that before but Near made him want to. He made him want to do a lot of things.
The closer to the edge he came the more he wanted to see Near’s face. His soft light pink lips were parted. The side of his face rubbed against the carpet with every thrust. His dark eyes were glassed over, clouded by lust and unfocused. His hair stuck around his face saturated from a thin layer of sweat. Beyond needed to see him come first. He needed it. Near made a short sound of protest when Beyond reached under him to grab his over stimulated cock. He didn’t have to stroke long before Near was screaming in pleasure. He felt his hand became hot and sticky with Nears cum as he watched his face. Near’s eyes were closed and his adorable nose was scrunched up at the peak of his orgasm. His tiny mouth, pouty and swollen, made a perfect O before relaxing into a lopsided grin. Near was boneless, sated, and spurts of come continued as waves of his orgasm washed over him. Beyond barely had time to enjoy the sight before he was coming, filling Near to the brim, marking him once again. His vision was lost for a while, his eyes screwed shut. He shuddered overcome by the sensations as he gradually laid down onto Near’s body. They lay connected together for a while, catching their breath and too boneless to move.
Beyond found his strength first. He removed himself, rolled to Near’s side facing him. Near was completely sated. His eyes closed mouth still open and so inviting; Beyond leaned forward. At first Near was confused by the soft lips on his but soon her realized B’s intentions and kissed him back. They kissed sweetly; Beyond pulled him close and rubbed his back. Near was so happy. He’d never felt this happy. Not even after solving the 5,000 piece white puzzle L got him when he was 13. It took him three full days to complete it.
The DVD had finished and the credits were almost done. Near ended the kiss with one more chaste peck. Beyond seemed slightly amused when Near got up to turn the TV off and walk towards his room. His hips were bruised and ass red from where he had spanked him but it was the way Near walked. His hips swaying, taunting Beyond. Beyond felt his cock twitch in attempt to be a good sport but he wasn’t as young and spry as he once was and could attack him again just yet. When Near got to the door he turned around to look at Beyond. His eyes held a hint of mischief. “Well, are you going to come take a shower with me or not? We’re dirty.” He smiled ruefully and Beyond could only chuckle and move to follow.
What could have been a regular shower for many couples was a complete debacle for Near and Beyond. Near had everything lined up the way he wanted. Shampoo and Conditioner labeled in clear bottles separated by Body Wash, Shaving Crème, and a plastic cup with an almost pristine white solié razor. The shower was large with multiple heads optimal for couples who enjoyed their showers together but with enough space between them to allow for undisturbed self grooming if desired. Of course, Beyond paid no heed to the clever design, opting for invading Near’s perfectly self maintained biosphere. He did so as to provoke the albino into pouting or, better yet, snapping at him. Near was adorable flustered. He kept righting his things as Beyond haphazardly moved them from ledge to ledge. He sputtered as he was knocked out from under the shower head’s flow and yelped as his ass was spanked with the wash cloth. Beyond’s cackle echoed off the white subway tile as his soapy hands grabbed at Near’s thin waist. He pulled him against him then licked a line from the nape of neck to the end of his should, nibbling and biting his supple skin.
Near bucked back onto Beyond moaning as one hand trailed down to his backside. He could feel Beyond’s thumb stroke between his cheeks, slowly dragging across Near’s entrance. The moment stretched on until Nears head rolled back. His expression pleaded with B to end his teasing. B couldn’t stop himself from pushing his lover against the tile, granting him what he wanted. He fucked Near lovingly against the slick tile. The only sounds in the room save for the constant sound of raining water were the muffled low moans and panting from the two geniuses. They finished as the water began to cool, satisfied and boneless.
Beyond and Near wrapped themselves in warm clothing with many soft blankets as they settled back in on the couch. The silence that surrounded them was pregnant. When would this all come crashing down? When would L come calling? Were they already on their way? Near compiled list after list to attest to the merit of keeping Beyond with him and out of the institution while Beyond stroked his face and nuzzled his hair.