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yellowhordeDisclaimer: I don’t own Pet Shop of Horrors and I make no money from this or any other fanfic I write.
Pairing: Leon x D
Category: PWP, General
Rating: R
Warning: Lime, Yaoi
Title: The Right to Silence
Author: yellowhorde
Notes: This was inspired by the LiveJournal community,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
600seconds. Challenge – ‘Turn Around Slowly…’
“Raise your hands and stand against the wall.”
The words were hoarse, barely more than a whisper but D obeyed without a word. He set his cup down on the table, stood, raised his hands over his head and walked over to the far wall.
“Hands on the wall and spread them.”
Again, D complied, resting his palms lightly on the wall and gingerly spreading his legs. He gasped quietly as he felt the cool barrel of a gun press against the back of his head. He hadn’t expected a weapon. A touch of unease surged through him, but he ignored it.
Hands patted him down, searching for weapons, he presumed. They slowed as they reached his waist, sliding heavily along the smooth curve of his ass, cupping his cheeks for a moment.
“Nice,” Leon purred. His breath, hot and moist against the back of D’s neck, sent shivers through his body.
Leon reached rudely reaching around him and D drew in a hissing breath as one of them brushed against his erection.
He wasn’t used to such crude behavior and would have said so, but for the gun pointed at his head. Instead he prudently held his silence.
Leon crudely groped him through the thick fabric of his chiao-fu and D bit his lower lip to stifle the moan that wanted to escape his throat. But it managed to escape anyhow.
“Like that, don’t you?”
D shook his head rapidly, denying.
“Liar,” Leon growled, but there was dark humor in his voice. “Now, turn around slowly...”
For a moment D hesitated. Then the gun nudged against him impatiently and he reluctantly obeyed. As he turned, he cast his eyes downward in what he hoped was a display of submission.
“Not such a smart ass now. Are you, Count?”
Humiliation flashed through D but he lowered his face even further from the man before him to hide the anger in his eyes.
“Just get it over with,” he snarled.
Leon’s low chuckle danced along his skin then his hands were seized roughly and yanked over his head. He struggled vainly but to no avail. Leon held him easily and leered down at him, eyes narrowed, his grin twisted. He leaned closer and something deep inside D snapped. Something, some perverse desire surged through him, rushing through his body, hot and cold at once.
“What about my rights?” D demanded breathlessly. “You haven’t read me my rights-“
Leon pressed his lips against D’s mouth, cutting off his protests. After a few seconds, D’s lips softened then yielded under the pressure of the kiss. His lips parted, and Leon’s tongue slid between them, sampling the taste of him, tea and chocolate combining with a taste that was his alone.
“Well, you have the right to remain silent,” Leon murmured shakily as he broke away for air. “But I’ll be damned if I can remember the rest.”
“I guess that will have to do then,” D sighed and silently surrendered to the inevitable.
THE END
A/N: I went a bit over the ten minute time limit and I had to do some editing to get it to 500 words, but that’s okay. I’ll try to do better next time.
Pairing: Leon x D
Category: PWP, General
Rating: R
Warning: Lime, Yaoi
Title: The Right to Silence
Author: yellowhorde
Notes: This was inspired by the LiveJournal community,
600seconds. Challenge – ‘Turn Around Slowly…’ “Raise your hands and stand against the wall.”
The words were hoarse, barely more than a whisper but D obeyed without a word. He set his cup down on the table, stood, raised his hands over his head and walked over to the far wall.
“Hands on the wall and spread them.”
Again, D complied, resting his palms lightly on the wall and gingerly spreading his legs. He gasped quietly as he felt the cool barrel of a gun press against the back of his head. He hadn’t expected a weapon. A touch of unease surged through him, but he ignored it.
Hands patted him down, searching for weapons, he presumed. They slowed as they reached his waist, sliding heavily along the smooth curve of his ass, cupping his cheeks for a moment.
“Nice,” Leon purred. His breath, hot and moist against the back of D’s neck, sent shivers through his body.
Leon reached rudely reaching around him and D drew in a hissing breath as one of them brushed against his erection.
He wasn’t used to such crude behavior and would have said so, but for the gun pointed at his head. Instead he prudently held his silence.
Leon crudely groped him through the thick fabric of his chiao-fu and D bit his lower lip to stifle the moan that wanted to escape his throat. But it managed to escape anyhow.
“Like that, don’t you?”
D shook his head rapidly, denying.
“Liar,” Leon growled, but there was dark humor in his voice. “Now, turn around slowly...”
For a moment D hesitated. Then the gun nudged against him impatiently and he reluctantly obeyed. As he turned, he cast his eyes downward in what he hoped was a display of submission.
“Not such a smart ass now. Are you, Count?”
Humiliation flashed through D but he lowered his face even further from the man before him to hide the anger in his eyes.
“Just get it over with,” he snarled.
Leon’s low chuckle danced along his skin then his hands were seized roughly and yanked over his head. He struggled vainly but to no avail. Leon held him easily and leered down at him, eyes narrowed, his grin twisted. He leaned closer and something deep inside D snapped. Something, some perverse desire surged through him, rushing through his body, hot and cold at once.
“What about my rights?” D demanded breathlessly. “You haven’t read me my rights-“
Leon pressed his lips against D’s mouth, cutting off his protests. After a few seconds, D’s lips softened then yielded under the pressure of the kiss. His lips parted, and Leon’s tongue slid between them, sampling the taste of him, tea and chocolate combining with a taste that was his alone.
“Well, you have the right to remain silent,” Leon murmured shakily as he broke away for air. “But I’ll be damned if I can remember the rest.”
“I guess that will have to do then,” D sighed and silently surrendered to the inevitable.
THE END
A/N: I went a bit over the ten minute time limit and I had to do some editing to get it to 500 words, but that’s okay. I’ll try to do better next time.
