DISCLAIMER: I do not own Monochrome Factor or any of the characters - They are all Kairi Sorano's property.

This is just a fanfic, made from a fan for fans.

AUTHOR'S Note: Rated M for language, explicit intimate scenes & yaoi.

Akira unlocked the door and continued his way to the kitchen without looking back. Despite the silence, he could sense Shirogane's presence behind him. The shin entered quietly and locked the door. He hadn't uttered a single word on the way home. Just held tightly on Akira's hand, as if he was afraid he'd somehow slip away from him. Taking two cups from the cupboard, the boy started preparing some hot cocoa to counter the cold that seemed to have sipped into his body. He chanced a glance towards Shirogane and saw him taking a seat at the kitchen table, his eyes never leaving the floor. He couldn't help but wonder, whether he would start being distant and indifferent towards him again.

I sure as hell hope not. Akira poured cocoa in the mugs he'd set in front of him. Without giving the other man more time or space to retreat, he took a seat at the table as well, on the opposite side of Shirogane, who was now studying religiously his cup. Deciding he had enough, the boy spoke first.

"What are you doing now?", he demanded in a not so mild tone.

The shin lifted his eyes for the first time since they left the bar, and fixed them on Akira's own.

"I'm reflecting upon my actions."

"…You've got to be shitting me…"

The boy was wondering whether he should laugh or cry, because if Shirogane was truly feeling guilty, the world would most certainly come to an end… soon! Right then the man burst out laughing, startling Akira, who didn't know what to make of such a reaction.

"I was just kidding of course!", the shin managed between fits of laughter, wiping tears away. Akira fed up as he was with his unstable behavior, got irritated even more feeling he was being made fun of. He grabbed a magazine lying in front of him, rolled it up and smacked the shin's head with it hard.

"OUCH!"

"…"

"Why the hell did you do that?"

"Seriously? Do you want me to smack you again?"

"…no."

"Then stop pissing me off with your stupidity!"

Shirogane rubbed the back of his head, where he was hit, pouting.

"I'm not stupid", he mumbled, "and he started it first!"

Seeing the pout giving its' place into a frown, and the hurt in the man's eyes turning into a glare, he added with a sigh.

"Of course, I know."

"Liar...", that pout returned on the beautiful face, making it even more endearing. Akira set the magazine down and brushed the long bangs out of Shirogane's face to take a better look at him.

"Kou is a real jerk sometimes..."

The shin perked up at the comment and gave the boy a little smile.

"…but it's not right to pick fights with the people who make us mad, neither do we bang their heads on the floor in order to reprimand them."

That tentative smile instead of disappearing, turned into a devious one.

"Ha! I did quite a number on that bastard, didn't I?"

"You are completely shameless and unrepentant."

"Puh-lease! Stop flattering me! He is just lucky I got distracted for a moment there and you held me back."

"Well, it didn't go down exactly like that, but whatever."

"But I can clearly recall you… ah… and then I… oh…"

"And then you?", Akira leered at him lifting a questioning brow. He smirked as soon as he noticed the first signs of panic on Shirogane's flustered now face.

"Ahh… uh-oh!", the man's eyes were darting back and forth between Akira's face and the magazine he dropped moments ago, probably wondering when the next hit would come and how hard it would be. If he said he wasn't amused by the terror his words inflicted, Akira would be lying. Suddenly Shirogane shot out of his chair, knocking it down in the process and startling the boy, who thought that the shin would start running as far away from him as possible. Instead, he dropped on his knees in front of him and grabbed his leg in an almost painful lock.

"Forgive me, Akira-kun! I didn't mean to do that earlier! Don't be mad at me, pleaaase!"

"Shirogane…", the boy warned in a low voice.

"Nooo! Don't throw me away! I overstepped my boundaries, but I won't do it again! Nuh-uh! Ever!"

"Wait…"

"I LOOOVE YOU!", the shin whimpered eerily, keeping his eyes shut all the while. But noticing he received no reply or… violent reaction of any sort, he dared opening one eye slightly to observe the situation he was in. The sight caught him off guard though. Akira was showing the widest, heart-melting grin instead of an angry one.

He must be really mad with me… But God help me, he is so damn…

"…gorgeous.". The last part came out as a barely audible whisper and made Akira's smile turn into a sinister one. Shirogane was at loss as how to deal with the sudden change.

"I didn't mean…"

"Yeah?"

"I mean… it wasn't supposed to sound…"

"Hmmm?"

As the boy edged closer, the shin was quick on his feet, trying to put some distance between them. Akira approached him with deliberately slow moves, pleased by the way the man was responding to him and the anxiety he could cause with a single look. He stalked him like a hungry predator would its' prey, until the shin's back hit the wall and there was no room to escape. Akira inched closer, savoring the other body's heat and scent. He placed his hands on the wall trapping the older man between his arms.

"You were saying?"

"…nothing…"

"I can't hear you."

"I'm sorry?"

"Sorry about what?"

"Sorry about um… misbehaving?"

"That's right, Shirogane. You misbehaved."

"I didn't mean to."

"Oh yes, you did. So now, I'll have to punish you accordingly.", Akira breathed inches away from the other man's ear and forced a thigh between his legs making him gasp at the contact. Trailing his hands down, he palmed Shirogane's ass good and hard, and pushed him forward causing their erections to ground together.

"A-Akira-kun, maybe I should go and ge-… oh lord…"

"Man, with all the training and you being so cold, I missed that sweet ass of yours."

"Ah yes! So damn good!", Shirogane groaned drowning in pleasure bit by bit.

"I wasn't cold to you Akira-kun. I was only restraining myself, so that I won't attack you."

Akira stopped moving altogether and pulled back to stare at him, giving the other man a moment to focus his eyes and attention on him.

"I'll have you know, that when you have sex with someone and then you avoid looking, talking or even meeting the other party, it's bound to cause misunderstandings."

The Shin gaped in disbelief.

"…sex?"

"We were lying naked and my cock was buried deep up your ass. How would you call it? A ride in the park?", Akira smirked at the look of astonishment his words were met with. Seeing as there was no reaction or retort of any sort for a prolonged time though, he scowled.

"Don't tell me you regret it. I thought we were on the same page about…"

Shirogane mumbled something unintelligent.

"What? I couldn't hear you."

"It wasn't a dream."

The boy lifted an eyebrow at the softly spoken words.

"No. It was all real."

"It wasn't a dream."

"No. It was all fucking real. What the hel- umph…"

His response snapped Shirogane back to reality, who had now pinned Akira on the wall, reversing their positions.

"It was all real and I don't have to hold back."

"Oh get on with it already, will you?", the boy let out a frustrated breath. He could feel the zipper of his pants digging in his erection almost painfully and his temper was flaring dangerously. He ought to know better than going commando, but he really wanted to go all out for Shirogane's sake. Yet, he wanted to give his partner time to sort things out in his head and then have mind-blowing sex, preferably before his cock exploded or went limb. Though chances were tough to have the second occur with all the abstinence and the wet dreams he had as of late. He leaned in and gave a long, slow lick along the Shin's throat to help him make his mind up quicker. Trembling slightly at the intimate gesture, Shirogane snapped out of his stupor, his eyes gleaming under the soft light.

"Fuck this all. You're mine.", he growled and ravished the boy's mouth moaning.

Well, amen to that! Akira thought pleased with himself at the outcome of the man's inner struggle.

The two men devoured each other with immense hunger and intensity, teeth and tongues clashing hungrily, hands roaming all over lean muscles, moans and groans escaping their lips. Shirogane could feel their hearts thumping loudly in their chests and thought he was dreaming. No, this is not a dream. He is with me and he wants me as much as I do. Seeking even more solid proof, he clutched the fabric of Akira's shirt and with a hard yank he tore it, exposing the skin he craved so much for. The boy chuckled low seeing the expression of pure lust and adoration clearly written on the man's face. How could he possibly ever think he did anything but worship him? Feeling giddy and mischievous already, he ran his fingers through the long silver tresses. He grabbed them tight and brought the Shin's head down on his chest. Shirogane moaned, rubbing his face on the well-defined muscles and latched his mouth onto a delectable, dark nipple. Akira tried to unzip his pants, when a hand slapped his own away.

"I need to… ah, so good…", with his pants hanging open already and those long fingers wrapped tightly around his cock, his complaints were all but forgotten. A thumb brushed over his slit, smearing drops of precum and a nip on his other nipple, were enough to almost send him over the edge. With a groan he pulled Shirogane closer and tried to unbutton his shirt with unsteady hands.

"Want you so bad…"

"God, me too…"

The older man took his shirt off quickly, sending the undone buttons flying everywhere. Akira didn't waste time and was on him feeling him up and kissing him hard. He sank lower, spilling kisses all over the exposed body and moaning in pleasure. The Shin never thought that he would be able to hear those precious sounds in this lifetime. With a quick motion his pants were shoved down hanging open, and his cock engulfed in Akira's hot mouth, leaving him gasping for air. The boy was working him with both his mouth and hands, sucking, licking and stroking his length in a torturous rhythm. Fingers brushed over his balls, tagging and squeezing them lightly. And right when he thought it couldn't get any better, Akira sucked the bulbous head hard and swallowed, making his mouth even tighter. Shirogane's hips involuntarily shot forward, burying his cock deeper into that sweet mouth. Afraid he was chocking him, he looked down, taking in the flushed face, the erect cock he remember oh so well and the lips that were now killing him. What held him captive though, were the dark eyes looking straight at him, almost daring. Yes, this boy, no, this man was definitely meant to be his partner for better or worse and he wasn't letting him go anytime soon. Or rather ever.

Shirogane moved his hips matching the rhythm of Akira's strokes, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of his cock slipping in and out of the lips he was kissing moments ago. Akira pulled back and brought his index finger to his mouth, licking and wetting it thoroughly. The Shin groaned, his balls tightening in anticipation for what was to come. He kicked off his shoes and slacks, anxiety drilling a hole through his chest. Before he had time to utter a word or recover, that hot pressure was back on his cock and a slick finger was poking gently his opening. Shuddering from pleasure, he opened his legs more to give the boy better access and placed his hand on the wall to take some weight off his shaky legs.

He let out a small breath and forced his body to relax as much as possible. Akira was probing relentlessly his hole, working him slowly and getting him used to the sensation. Shirogane found himself wanting more. He pushed back on that taunting finger allowing it to breach him, while he was fucking Akira's mouth nice and slow. A jolt of surprise and excitement ran through him as it brushed over his gland. A loud groan escaped his lips at the repetitive motion.

"I can't take it anymore…", the Shin warned.

Unable to withstand it any longer, he tried to pull back, but the boy held him in place intensifying his strokes. His orgasm was building strong and with a rough hand he grabbed Akira's hair keeping his head down on his cock, while release took over him and emptied his balls in the boy's mouth.

Forcing his eyes open, he took a step back. They were both covered in sweat and breathing hard due to the intensity of their activities. Akira was still on his knees, cum dripping down the side of his mouth. Shirogane brushed his thumb over the swollen, glistening lips, proud of the fact that he was the one who put that disheveled look on his lover. Lover. He leaned down and kissed him, a fierce wave of possessiveness taking over him.

"You taste like me…"

"Mmm… at last…"

"You're mine."

Akira chuckled at the dead serious tone, before getting up and landing a kiss of his own on the other man's lips.

"I am. Man do you look and taste good…"

"Something's poking me.", Shirogane teased, already semi-hard himself again.

"Hey! I'm in my teens and I haven't come yet… I'm dying here!"

"Can't have that, can we?"

"Can you get it up again?"

"It's the perfect time to test how many times a Shin and a Rei can come in a single night.", he scooped Akira up, forcing him wrap his legs around his waist.

"…and then repeat it as much and as often as possible just to make sure of the outcome.", Akira breathed seductively in his ear. Shirogane instantly hard sprinted towards the stairs.

"Next stop: the bed."

So, I had written this a while back. It's rather short and unedited, but I'll leave it for the time being.

I wanted this time to be Akira pleasing Shirogane and the other man having seemingly the upper hand.

Hopefully it'll be as good as it'd been in my head. xD There'll be one more chapter sometime next week.

Review and comment. Your feedback always makes me happy and gives me ideas for more. ~ \o.