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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Mahou_Shoujo_Lyrical_Nanoha_|_Magical_Girl_Lyrical_Nanoha
  Relationship:
      Chrono_Harlaown/Yuuno_Scrya
  Character:
      Chrono_Harlaown, Yuuno_Scrya
  Additional Tags:
      PWP, Blow_Jobs, Anal_Sex
  Series:
      Part 1 of Drunken_Night
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-08-20 Words: 3025
****** Drunken Night: The Night Before ******
by ShiningMagi_(Mathais)
Summary
     Chrono and Yuuno get drunk at a celebration and end up in bed
     together.
Notes
     Because I need this—the crack shipper in me won't relent.
     Disclaimer: I don't own the characters and elements of Magical Girl
     Lyrical Nanoha; I'm just playing with them.
See the end of the work for more notes
"Ah, ferret boy, I'm so drunk."
"Yeah, I know. And don't call me ferret boy!"
Yuuno grumbled this as he shouldered the taller Chrono's weight and drug him
further into the room. Thankfully, there was a bed in here, and he
unceremoniously dropped the older man onto it.
"How heavy are you, anyway?"
"S'not my fault that you're wimpy," Chrono slurred out as he raised one hand to
rub at his face, the other loosening his tie. With a grin, he waved down at his
own body. "You only wish you had this."
Yuuno was pointedly not looking at Chrono's body, which was hard with muscle
from years of physical training. He was definitely not looking at the strip of
skin that the loosened tie, followed quickly by the upper buttons on his shirt,
revealed. In spite of that, Yuuno couldn't help but be a little jealous; he
himself had only a compact build required for keeping light on his toes.
Dangerous traps and all that from his archaeology trips, but nothing heavy duty
like an officer. Of course, it didn't help that he really, really did want to
see it.
But apparently Chrono wasn't looking for a reply, because he was beginning to
rub his face, and his palm came away with a layer of sweat. "Is it hot in here,
or is it just me?" Without even waiting, Chrono began to unbutton his shirt
even farther, to reveal even more skin.
Yuuno was trembling by this point, and he met Chrono's cold blue eyes. Chrono
licked his suddenly dry lips and, though his drunken haze, asked the one
question which sealed his fate. "Did anyone ever tell you how pretty you
looked?" Of course, doing this while one hand ran over Yuuno's shoulder
probably helped as well.
Yuuno's tight control broke when his eyes looked down and crossed Chrono's
finely toned, bare chest. Before Chrono knew it, he was flat against the bed as
the smaller teen pressed against his lips and—ooh, where had the ferret learned
to do that?
Yuuno explored Chrono's mouth and tasted mostly alcohol and heat but, beyond
that, a little bit of peppermint cold mixed with hot spice that had to have
been Chrono himself. Though he was smaller, he pressed his entire weight onto
Chrono's longer body and fought for control as he plundered his mouth, tongues
dueling for dominance. His hands began to feverishly work at unbuttoning
Chrono's shirt, even as Chrono's explored as much of his body as he could.
Chrono's hands stumbled over unfamiliar planes of muscle where before he would
have expected soft curves, but, for all of Yuuno's slim frame, he was
undeniably male. Really pretty though. Almost too pretty, but—Chrono's thoughts
derailed when Yuuno did something with his tongue that had him nearly bucking
up in need.
When Yuuno drew back for breath, both of them were flushed from their exertion
as well as arousal. Chrono found that he liked the way Yuuno's green eyes
clouded dark with lust and desire. At the back of his mind, he thought that he
may have been forgetting something, but now he just enjoyed the slight figure
atop of him.
Yuuno, for his part, was straddling Chrono's waist and very much liking the
response he found near there. He took a moment to gaze down, and he liked what
he saw. Chrono's dark blue shirt was wet and rumpled, with a bead of sweat
trailing down his cheek and pooling on his more-exposed chest. Tough muscle,
not big but nonetheless defined, barely hinted it at through what was once
immaculately pressed clothing. Though Yuuno did want to see more of Chrono's
delightful skin, he instead stared straight into dark gray eyes that, clouded
by alcohol, was the only way they'd ever look at him like this. Upon seeing
those sharp blue eyes softened and ignited by lust, Yuuno reciprocated the
desire, heartily helped by an equal dosage of liquor in his own body. Screw
propriety. "You're freaking hot," he declared. Yuuno proceeded to grab the
front of Chrono's shirt and yank him upward, slamming their mouths together.
Chrono didn't even have the breath to moan as Yuuno, for the lack of a better
term, pillaged his mouth and left nothing untouched.
Dear lord, where had the ferret learned how to do this?
Chrono's hands weren't idle, however, as he made hasty if sloppy work at
removing the emerald green button-up Yuuno wore. Coming across deliciously pale
skin where Yuuno's barrier jacket didn't protect against the sun's burn, Chrono
traced the paths and contours where Yuuno sported what muscle he had. He tugged
and pulled and eventually revealed Yuuno's pale nipples, already hard as
pebbles. Chrono made especially sure to rub and tug at them, which made Yuuno
whine into their kiss.
This was so sexy, Yuuno could only think as he peppered kisses across Chrono's
cheek and down his neck. He licked his way across the drips and curves,
nibbling at the prominent Adam's apple, before kissing his way down lower. He
found a delicious area around the collarbone that seemed to make Chrono twitch,
and with what could only be described as an evil smile, bit down.
"Goddammit, Yuuno!" Chrono gasped at the pain and pleasure but fell back to
little gasps and moans when Yuuno began to suck lightly to soothe the affected
area.
More bites followed but with less strength; Yuuno instead delighted on the
crevice between Chrono's two pecs. He paid special attention to this area as
his fingers massaged the hard muscle. Yuuno worked his way down the hard abs,
shifting his body in such away to achieve delicious friction with the bulge in
Chrono's pants, until he came face to face with his belt. With deft fingers, he
opened it and Chrono's pants quickly, shoving down his boxers as well.
Chrono hissed, "Yes!" as his erection, already so hard it hurt, sprung straight
into the air. Precum oozed from the slit and trailed down the length to end at
heavy balls churning with cum.
Yuuno desperately wished he could take a picture, but he instead burned the
image into his considerable memory.
"I need—" Chrono groaned, desperately clutching at Yuuno's arms. "God, I want—
So hot—"
"What do you need?" Yuuno breathed out, voice surprisingly deep. His words
drifted through the air, low and husky, and curled around Chrono's ears to dive
straight to his cock. "What do you want?"
"I—"
Hot breath misted over the head, as Yuuno lowered himself atop Chrono's crotch
but didn't touch the column of flesh that rose proudly from the thick patch of
black hair. Chrono gave a full-body twitch as Yuuno simply breathed over his
cock, which drooled even more precum in response.
"Say it."
"But—"
"I want you to say it." Yuuno looked up at Chrono with a smoky, heated gaze.
But it was strong and confident, and Chrono knew then that he wasn't in control
of this, any more than he had been from the start. "I won't do it unless you
say it."
"I won't." Even drunk off his ass, Chrono still had his pride, but Yuuno's eyes
were glittering something dangerous, and holy shit if the ferret had that look
more often, people would not write him off so quickly, whether as a offenseless
weakling or a prissy pretty-boy. It was fucking hot.
"Are you sure you don't want this?" Yuuno's fingers trailed from his knees to
between his legs. He stroked the inner thigh carefully and gave Chrono shivers
as he alternatively tried to push into or escape from that touch. Yuuno's
petting did the trick, and Chrono felt his will crumble.
"Please," he mumbled.
"Please, what?" Yuuno's petting became more insistent as he went even deeper
between Chrono's legs but never quite touching his cock. The pleasure was too
much; coupled with Yuuno's hot breaths that teased without mercy, Chrono felt
his face and body flush even brighter from more than alcohol. Damn, Yuuno was
driving him crazy.
"Please suck me. Goddammit, Yuuno, please—" Chrono's plea turned into a mangled
gasp as Yuuno lowered his lips and swallowed the head whole, cheeks bulging
almost comically from the girth. His tongue teased out the precum that leaked
copiously, allowing it to slide down his throat. Chrono's mind nearly blanked
out at the sensory overload.
He nearly thrashed on the bed, it felt to good as Yuuno bobbed his head,
covering his cock in spit and precum as he took the length deeper each other,
his hands working on what shaft remained uncovered as well as his heavy balls.
When Yuuno withdrew, leaving Chrono a babbling mess begging for more, he
grinned straight down and licked his lips, gathering the stray precum and spit
that ringed his mouth. "So big," he nearly giggled. "So very big. A bit tiring,
but..." He then gave a delicate shrug before diving back down and working
again.
Chrono saw stars.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," became his litany as he shivered and shuddered, clenching
the bed sheets in order to keep some measure of control over the things Yuuno
was doing to him. Gods above, where had Yuuno learned them? Because this was
quickly shaping up to be very clearly not Yuuno's first try at this, and,
shit—the burning spread through his entire body, and he really really needed to
get off. His balls were so tight he thought they were going to burst, and the
pressure at the base of his cock was spreading magnificently up his shaft.
"Fuck, ferret— I'm gonna—"
Yuuno merely responded with one long, slow suck that began from the middle of
his length and ended at the top.
Chrono broke.
"Shit!" Chrono roared as his balls clenched and orgasm tore through him. His
cock exploded in Yuuno's mouth, so much so that Yuuno had to pull off,
coughing, from the tide. His cock, still guided by Yuuno's slowly stroking
hand, spewed its payload all over Yuuno's face and splattered it with his seed.
When Chrono fell down from his high into a hazy afterglow, Yuuno's face was
striped white that slowly dripped down his cheeks to land back on Chrono
himself. His unbuttoned shirt and pants were stained with it. If Chrono was
still in any state of mind at this point, he would have groaned in lust at the
sight of Yuuno covered in his cum.
As Chrono attempted to regain control of his breathing, Yuuno was tasting the
cum on his lips. It was slightly salty and had a weird texture, but it wasn't
all that unpleasant. And giving a blowjob had been great, but as his fingers
strayed down to his own hard-on, he realized that he really, really needed to
get off too.
"I don't think I've ever come that hard," Chrono panted. When he finally got
this bearing, he found Yuuno stroking himself through his pants while still on
top of him. With a saucy grin, he propped himself up and kissed Yuuno once
more, though he cringed at the taste of his cum. Yuuno hummed into the kiss,
almost not noticing as Chrono nudged off the rest of his shirt. But he did feel
it when Chrono tentatively began to rub at his clothed erection, whose wet tip
could be felt through the fabric. Of course, Chrono noticed it too when Yuuno's
fingers, covered by semen, made their way once more between his legs to a part
where no one had ever touched before. But he couldn't deny that it felt good,
the way that Yuuno's fingers danced around and then rubbed his ass.
And he really didn't squeak into their kiss when a finger slipped in, really.
For a moment, he panicked, but then Yuuno's voice began to murmur in his ear.
Platitudes or dirty words, but with the way Yuuno alternated between peppering
kisses on his jaw and speaking close enough to his ear that he could feel hot
breath across his skin, Chrono unwillingly relaxed. And when he relaxed, Chrono
felt pleasure begin to override the weird discomfort at having something inside
(inside! his mind giggled) of him, as one finger became two and then three.
Chrono whined at the back of his throat as he began to push began on those
intruding fingers, wanting to take them even deeper inside of him. He fumbled
with Yuuno's belt and fly, dexterity failing him when Yuuno pumped his fingers
in a steady rhythm that felt so good.
Chrono finally succeeded in freeing Yuuno's erection, which pointed in the air
with length and girth to match his own. Chrono's hand was unsure as he stroked
the appendage, the first time he'd ever touched another guy's tool, but the
appreciative noises that Yuuno made had to have meant that he was doing
something right. His other hand went to stroke Yuuno's nice, long hair that had
so entranced his eyes, and his petting caused Yuuno to stiffen in shock and
then redouble his efforts. If it were possible, Yuuno's erection got even
harder in his hand.
Before long however, Yuuno got back into the swing of things as he backed away
and took his fingers out of Chrono's ass. Though he nearly whimpered at the
loss, Chrono successfully held it in, no matter how much he wanted something to
replace it. He didn't protest when Yuuno pushed him back onto the bed with one
slick hand and nudged his legs open wider. His erection shined with cum and
precum and something else that he couldn't identify, though Chrono was pretty
sure it had come from the tube that Yuuno was now tossing behind him, and
Chrono now felt some trepidation.
Yuuno's cock was much larger than his fingers had been. Would it even fit?
"Are you ready?" Yuuno asked, surprisingly serious given the situation.
Chrono wanted to say no, wondered how something that huge would ever fit, but
then he remembered the sensation of being filled and—what the hell. "Yes."
Yuuno's hand guided the head toward his entrance, and Chrono felt it touch him.
For a brief moment that was all he felt, and then pain hit. Oh god, it was too
big. It was way too big. His body immediately tensed and resisted, and he heard
Yuuno hiss.
"You need to relax," he said. "It's only going to hurt worse if you tense up
like that."
Thankfully, as a battle mage, he'd learned how to release the tension in his
body, even if it took some effort at the moment. But, as he forced his body to
relax, he thought that the burn became a little more bearable. Hissing, Chrono
looked at Yuuno. "Okay, I'm ready."
Yuuno nodded and began to push forward. It was a slow burn from here on
out—painful but only just. As long as Yuuno kept moving, Chrono could ignore
the pain and focus instead on the almost pleasure at being filled. Heat
swallowed him whole, and Chrono couldn't help the little whimpers and gasps
that fells from his lips as Yuuno continued his advance. He clenched his
blankets at the sheer sensory overload, almost not hearing the stream of
comforting words that Yuuno whispered to keep him relaxed and accepting.
And then at once Yuuno stopped, and Chrono felt full, and there was this
magnificent pressure against something inside of him that Chrono desperately
craved. Yuuno's balls came to a rest just outside of his stretched and filled
opening, but Chrono could barely stop himself from thrashing at the mixture of
pain and pleasure and didn't dare focus on it. "Move! Dammit, Yuuno, move!"
Yuuno laughed in a voice roughened by sex and alcohol and then shifted his hips
so that he reached a little farther and shit! It felt so damn good. And then he
began to move, quickly forming a rhythm to his thrusts that had Chrono pressed
up against the headboard of the bed as it slammed against the wall, begging for
more. He moaned and cursed every little movement, filthy epithets falling from
his lips with each thrust. His world blended in a haze of pain and pleasure and
heat. He surrendered his body to sheer enormity that was Yuuno and his length,
simply enduring the way his senses all burned as Yuuno's thrusts sped until he
was being pounded into the mattress.
He hadn't realized he was hard again until Yuuno began to furiously jerk him
off in time with his thrusts, and his eyes flew open at the added pleasure.
Already slick with cum, the extra lubrication did everything to make Yuuno's
hand feel amazing, and when he looked at Yuuno, at his dark green eyes and
panting, flushed face doing his very best to fuck him thoroughly, Chrono felt
something inside of him tighten once more.
"Fuck!" Orgasm ripped through his body, and he was soon coming like a faucet
all over them. And through the mind-blowing pleasure, Yuuno continued to thrust
until he stiffened and, clutching him so tight Chrono was sure he'd have
bruises later, came hard enough that he could feel himself filling until he was
so full that cum leaked out around him.
Coming down from his high into a sort of sated haziness, he felt more than
heard Yuuno disengage with a wet plop, followed by a slow leaking out of his
butt. Shifting his sore body over, he watched as Yuuno fell forward with a
muffled whumpf to land next to him.
"That was fucking hot," he whispered.
Yuuno merely favored with a self-satisfied grin. "Blew your mind, eh?"
"Fuck yeah." Chrono had never felt so good, so lazy, like his entire world's
been rocked but in a good way and he actually had time to get his bearings
back. And staring at Yuuno's smiling face, which had kept mostly composed
throughout the entire thing save for some gasps and moans, he wondered what
it'd take to break it as Yuuno had broken him.
As he pulled Yuuno close and slammed their mouths together once more, Chrono
decided that he would just have to find out.
End Notes
     Yeah, this was dirty but extremely fun to write. If anyone can find
     more Yuuno/Chrono or something, can they point me in the right
     direction?
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