Lemon:

It was becoming unbearably hot and it had nothing to do with the heater of the small car. Akira gripped his hands tighter on the steering wheel and stared glumly ahead, idly watching the wipers swish back and forth over and over and over….

“Ne, Touya? How long do you think we have to wait in this hot and stuffy, car?”

Akira grit his teeth and closed his eyes. ~ I will not lose my temper. I will not lose my temper….and composure. I can deal with this. It’s not as if we haven’t be stuck together in a cramped space before. I can deal with it. ~

“Aaahh…I am getting hungry. Toooouya, can’t we walk?”

~ He whines and complains incessantly. And damn it, he smells soooo good. ~

“Kuso!”

Shindo blinked and stared at his companion, noticing the clenched grip on the steering wheel with faint alarm. Touya was obviously upset about something and Hikaru felt himself grow even angrier. Akira had no right to get upset. The boy had dragged him here this morning and now they were stuck here…in the middle of nowhere with a thunderstorm that wasn’t letting up any time soon.

And damn Ichikawa-san’s car being this small and compact. It seemed like any tiny movement sent their bodies brushing against the other.

It was aggravating.

And pure torture.

~ He is wearing that scent again. That sharp spicy, hot… ~

“Stop leaning on me, Shindo.” Came the sharp retort that broke the thick silence.

Hikaru snapped. “Kisama! I am not leaning on you! If you hadn’t asked for this stupid car that hardly has any room, we wouldn’t be stuck here without gas!! Couldn’t you have checked that first at least?”

“How could I have checked when you kept telling me to hurry up!! This is all your fault!”

~ Why do you have to smell so good?! ~

“My fault? My fault?! Well, you can bet that this is the last time I ever escort you to your driving lessons!!”

~ You are driving me crazy… ~

“Fine! I don’t need you anyway!”

“Great! So please stop calling my house at two in the morning trying to get me to talk to you, bakayaro!!”

“If I remember correctly, you were the one who called me at one in the morning to find out how I was doing, remember?!”

Shindo flushed lightly at the memory and shook his head quickly. “Don’t try to change the subject! What’s on this stupid radio anyway?” Suddenly feeling restless, he turned the knob on and the sounds of some loud rock music filled the silence. It was soon followed by the sounds of classical music that had Shindo growling softly. He changed the station again and seconds later, Akira changed it back – this time to a smooth jazzy tune.

Two pairs of angry green eyes glared at each other, breathing quickening as they fought hard not to give in to the growing hunger and lust they were beginning to feel.

“Bastard…”

“Stuck-up son-of-a-bitch…”

“Moron…”

“Idiot…”

With each insult, they drew closer and closer, the words losing their bite as lips hovered inches away from each other.

“I hate you, Shindo.” Akira muttered huskily as a hungry tongue slid across the parted moist ones before him. He released his death grip from the steering wheel and placed slightly trembling hands on Hikaru’s lean hips, lashes lowered as his eyes took a glazed and almost dazed look.

“I hate you too, Touya.” Hikaru replied simply and with a light smirk, he trailed feather like touches down Akira’s sweater. His hands slipped beneath the wool cloth and came in contact with the smooth but hard flesh. He listened to the soft gasp from Akira as his fingers grew bolder. Hardened nipples were found and toyed with, causing the dark-haired boy to writhe helplessly in his seat. His grip on Shindo’s hips tightened and he thrust blindly into him, crying out weakly as obvious arousals brushed against each other through hindering clothes.

“Shin…Shindo…we…can’t do this…here…aaah!!”

One thing was certain…Hikaru was pretty fast. Akira was helpless to stop his sweater from being pulled over his head and tossed to the back seat. He could only close his eyes and arch his body into a tight bow as he felt Shindo’s lips capture a tiny nub within his mouth.

Unintelligible words spilled from Akira’s lips as he fervently hoped and prayed that those he had called for help wouldn’t come barging in anytime soon. He sank his hands into Shindo’s blonde locks and bit his lower lip.

“Ha…haya….hayakuu…Shindo-kun….”

The sound of his pants zipper being pulled down caused Akira to jerk in response and for his effort, he banged his knees against the dashboard. Dual sensations of pain and pleasure seared through his body as Shindo’s fingers slipped into his black boxers to wrap themselves around his cum-slicked arousal.

“Ku…Kuso!! Shindo…” He opened up his eyes and stared into the amused ones of his partner. Suddenly overcome with a shyness that he could not explain, Akira blushed and tried to close his legs. “We…we should…sto…stop….aaaaaahhhh!!!”

~ Damn you!! ~

Shindo had pulled Akira’s legs apart and in mere moments, had the hard and quivering length within his mouth. He sucked on it greedily, swirling his tongue around the thick length as the sounds of Akira’s low moans and soft cries became the perfect soundtrack to their sinful act. Not pulling away from his actions, Shindo raised his fingers to Akira’s lips in silent need. Needing no second bidding, Akira swallowed the offered digits within the warm cavern of his mouth. He sucked just as hard as Shindo was, his tongue licking, tasting and swirling around them. Pearly canines scrapped against the sensitive flesh and with a hoarse cry, he released them quickly as he felt the rush of heat flow down to his aching cock.

“Shin…Shindo!!!”

He bucked up sharply and clutched the edges of the driver’s seat, his mouth opening into a soundless scream as he arched into his lover’s torturous mouth.

Shindo’s name became a mantra to Akira as wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure flowed down his body. Thrashing wildly on the seat and just as he felt the world was bound to explode within seconds, he did explode – in a way that he had never experienced before. He collapsed on the seat with a weak grunt, his body still heaving and spasming with the aftershocks. A light sheen of sweat coated his skin and he managed to open up his eyes to stare into the flushed face of Hikaru before him.

Shindo grinned and licked his lips, before straddling Akira’s lap. He wrapped his arms around his neck and gave the longhaired boy a chance to taste himself. The kiss was slow and thorough, sweet and intoxicating and more than enough to get both of them excited again.

“Ready to get what you deserve, Akira?” Hikaru asked with a light smirk.

Touya replied with a similar expression. “More than ready to get punished for dragging you out here, Shindo. I just hope you don’t pass out on me like you did last time…”

Hikaru blushed and snickered before climbing off Akira’s lap to make himself comfortable on the passenger seat. He lifted a finger and beckoned the other boy closer with a teasing wink.

“Come over here, Touya and let’s see just how long you will last…”

And with a small chuckle, Akira Touya accepted the invitation with no hesitation whatsoever.