There's something about a chill winter night that makes one crave the sweet taste of chocolate. Maybe it's the reminder of the Christmas holiday, and all the sweets that come with it. Perhaps it's the memories of a comforting mug of hot chocolate when finally having come back inside a cozy home from a refreshing day of snowball fights. However one is persuaded into the craving, Kento didn't linger too long on the why or what for. He just knew, sitting in the window seat of the living room, looking out into the flurry storm picking up outside this wintry eve, that he wanted something chocolate.The rest of the house was quiet; practically everyone else had already gone to sleep. Kento couldn't sleep; too many things on his mind. The upcoming holiday he was going to spend with his friends instead of his family. That very thought made him frown; he'd never spent a holiday away from his family before. He did enjoy being with his friends, but it wouldn't be the same without his brothers and sisters, and his mom and dad. It might have been a silly notion to his comrades, but Kento was the kind of person to use comfort foods when he was down and he was craving chocolate this time. Problem was, there wasn't any chocolate in the house, due mainly to Rowen's low tolerance for sugar. Kento sighed, hugging a throw pillow tightly.
Footsteps echoed in the dark hallway, followed by an inquisitive voice.
"Kento...?" A slight British accent punctuated the silence in the living room, causing Kento to turn from the window. Cye stood in the entryway, his head tilted to one side. His auburn hair looked bed tousled, his pale blue pajamas skewed on his lean form. He'd glanced over at the wall clock, squinting. "Kento, it's two in the morning. I think it's about time you get to bed." Cye yawned cutely, rubbing his eyes. Kento chuckled.
"I'm sorry, Cye, just not really tired yet. You don't hafta worry or anything, just get back upstairs." Kento said, shrugging, dropping his pillow to one side. Cye shook his head slightly, padding over to his blue haired friend, sitting down next to him on the window seat. Laying his head on Kento's shoulder, Cye yawned again, snuggling. Kento grinned. He'd gotten used to Cye's clingy attitudes, and he patted his back encouragingly.
"What's wrong, Kento? You seem stressed." Cye said sleepily. Kento shrugged, bouncing Cye’s head once. He chuckled at that. His stomach growled quietly, though not silently, and Cye stuck his tongue out. "You can't possibly be hungry again. You ate four hours ago." Kento grimaced.
"I'm not 'hungry', I guess. I'm just...uncomfortable." Kento frowned. Cye straightened, looking Kento square in the eyes.
"What's making you so uncomfortable, then? Is it me? Do you have a stomachache?" Cye asked, stifling another yawn. Kento smirked, shaking his head.
"Not really, no. I'm just...I dunno, homesick, I guess." Kento’s gaze returned to the window, and the gently falling snow flurries. Cye watched Kento a moment, then hugged him tightly. Kento, taken a little by surprise, hugged back, his attention turned back to Cye.
Cye twisted in Kento's arms, placing a light kiss on his jaw. Kento blinked, shocked. Cye continued kissing up Kento's jaw line, until he reached his ear, nipping at the lobe. Kento shuddered, biting his lip. He gasped when Cye pulled back a moment, placing a very gentle, chaste kiss on his lips.
"I understand that feeling, Kento. Since moving in with all the guys and Mia, I haven't seen my Mum at all. I miss her." Cye murmured, leaning back in to lick at Kento's neck. "I tend to feel lonely, sometimes, especially during the holidays. Now that I know you do, too...maybe we can make each other feel better?" There was a husky lilt to Cye's invitation, and Kento grinned. The tense, sensual mood, however, was interrupted when Kento's stomach growled again. He smirked down at his abdomen, silently cursing his chocolate craving. Cye giggled.
Pulling away from Kento, standing, all traces of his sleepy state from before gone, Cye grabbed for Kento's hands. Kento, confused, allowed himself to be dragged up into a standing position. He quirked an eyebrow when he was led to the staircase, Cye not saying a word of his plans.
"Um, Cye, I’m sure whatever we could do together would be tons of fun and everything, but...my stomach kinda wants chocolate more than anything else right now." Kento muttered. Cye stuck his tongue out, smirking.
"Don't worry, Kento, I have something you might like." Cye winked, pulling on Kento's arm, urging him to follow him upstairs. Kento, shrugging, allowed himself to be dragged to Cye's room.
As soon as the pair made it upstairs, Cye ushered Kento into his room, closing and locking the door behind them. Grinning, almost wickedly, he pushed Kento towards his bed.
"You want chocolate, dear Kento? Well...I think I have something," Cye drawled, turning towards his dresser. He opened his top drawer, pulling out a rectangular, deep red box. Walking over towards his bed, sitting down next to Kento, he slowly opened the lid to his mystery box. Kento's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape.
"Is that...?" Kento started, reaching inside the box. Cye smiled, letting Kento's fingers graze over the flavored body paints, all suspiciously in red and green tubes. Picking one up, Kento examined the label. White Mint Chocolate body paint, was the one he had in his hand. Looking down into the box, there was also milk chocolate eggnog, candy cane, or peppermint, and even a dark chocolate cinnamon. Kento couldn't help but blush, realizing he not only wanted to taste the body paints, he wanted to lick them off of Cye. Anywhere, everywhere. "Cye...what, exactly, are you planning on doing with these?" Kento asked breathlessly. Cye's smile turned lusty, and he leaned over, plucking the tube of white mint chocolate out of Kento's hand, laying kisses across Kento's shoulders, up to his lips. Licking firmly across Kento's bottom lip, Cye popped the lid on the tube of body paint, squeezing out a little, smearing it across Kento's jaw. Kento could smell the chocolate and his stomach growled impatiently. Licking the line of body paint off, Cye leaned back.
"We can do whatever you want, Kento. I can't use these all on my own." Cye murmured, the tube of body paint hanging limply in his hand. Kento bit his lip, grabbing for the tube. Cye gave it up easy. Kento, anxious and enthralled, pushed Cye back a little, so he was leaning back on his elbows, tugging his shirt off in one move. He pressed the tip of the tube to just below Cye's throat, squeezing out some of the edible paste. Leaning in, he licked down Cye's chest, lapping up the chocolate and smearing it at the same time. Cye bit his lip, enjoying the feel of Kento's tongue.
Feeling bold, Kento squeezed out more paint, letting it crawl slowly down Cye's chest towards his stomach. Noting the sweet cream was getting a little too close to the waistband of Cye's pajamas, Kento slowly tugged those down, not wanting to ruin them. He gasped loudly when he noted Cye’s lack of undergarments, and as the white chocolate body paint pooled around the warrior of Torrent’s growing arousal, he moaned, his mind picturing how delectable the white cream looked smeared there. Suddenly, he was overcome with the overpowering desire to find out exactly what his British friend tasted like.
Without hesitation, Kento quickly shifted, pushing the box of body paints away, positioning himself between Cye's legs. Cye, mind partially hazy from lust, raised an eyebrow, curious as to what Kento was planning on doing. All thought ran from his addled brain as he felt Kento's lips surround the tip of his length, and he choked on a gasp.
"Fuck, Kento, what are you doing?" Cye panted, watching Kento squeeze out more of the white mint chocolate paint onto his thickness, pumping him slowly with his hand. Kento looked up at Cye, an amused look in his eye. He was trying to say 'what do you think', but as his mouth was currently being filled with more and more of Cye's erection, it just came out as unintelligible noise. Cye moaned loudly at the vibration, and Kento took that as a good sign. Wrapping his tongue around Cye as best as he could, he hummed louder, practically making Cye scream. "Oh, hells, Kento, do that again and I won't last." Cye warned. Kento smiled around Cye, and anxious for Cye’s release, he plunged his throat down, engulfing the entire auburn haired warrior's length. Cye's fingers curled into Kento's dark blue locks as he came, his voice issuing a garbled variation of Kento's name.
Licking his lips, Kento moved away, enjoying the mixed taste of mint chocolate and Cye. He looked up into Cye's green eyes, searching for anything that might tell him what he did was way too forward. All he saw was appreciation, and something warm and familiar. Before another moment could pass, Cye, though still feeling spent from his surprise orgasm, rushed into Kento's arms, kissing him soundly. He blushed deeply, inhaling the smell and taste of the chocolate/cum mix; his cum.
"Can't say I wasn't hoping for something like that, but I must say, I sure as hell wasn't expecting it. Thank you." Cye breathed into Kento's mouth, chuckling. Kento grinned, tossing the half used tube of white mint chocolate paint to one side, picking up the milk chocolate eggnog paint tube.
"Well, I wasn't expecting it, either, but you really gotta appreciate the unexpected, ne? Must say, though," Kento said, kissing down Cye’s neck towards his shoulder, applying the new cream like a lotion to his shoulder. "I think I might try associating chocolate with something besides my family from now on." Cye laughed, wrapping his arms around Kento.
The End
