I wanted to put my email address for anyone who wants to email me things. Such as pictures of Norkie… hint, hint ;) Or anything else. I love all emails! YAY! or Rysha’s YAY! Yaoi lemony goodness. Whips away a tear I’m so happy!
Rin: Yeah, yeah, you got ur blasted yaoi scene… What DID I get in return?
Rysha: A naked Itsuko… isn’t that enough? That’s a damn fair trade if you ask me. Stupid thing took me an hour to draw!
Rin: Well, you COULD take off the rose tattoo…
Rysha: But it’s not her then. The tattoo of a rose with a vine wrapping around her left breast completes her. Coughscratchnsniffcough
Rin: cries What would you do if I drew a lollipop on Kaze’s thigh?
Rysha: Well first, seeing as your drawing it, I probably couldn’t tell it WAS Kaze. Second, why a lollipop? I thought I was suppose to suck on the thing an inch to the side?
Rin: I was just reminded of the commercials with the owl. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?
Rysha: I don’t know. But it takes more than three to undo Kaze. Hehehehe……
Rin: Wow. Way too much information… sweatdrop
Felix awoke to a strange feeling. He wasn’t in his own bed and someone was lying on the couch in the room with him… He cracked an eye open, recognized Ron and smiled at the blond boy. He was on his back, his arm hanging off the side of the bed with his mouth open. He yawned and ran a hand through his own brown hair and sat up, surveying his surroundings. He realized that he was in the Possible’s house and relaxed immediately. Felix swung his legs over the side of the bed, but saw that his wheelchair wasn’t there. He didn’t want to wake Ron, so he prepared himself to crawl across the floor.
He dropped off the edge of the bed, expecting his legs to simply collapse under him. When they didn’t however, he blinked in astonishment and straightened his legs, standing up straight. Felix took a hesitant step forward. His balance was a little off from not walking in so long, but the exercises he did everyday had kept the muscles from atrophying. He had secretly kept his hope that he would be able to walk again, though he would never admit it to anyone.
“Yes!” he hissed and jumped up, pumping his fist in the air.
Ron rolled over and yawned loudly. He opened his eyes and managed to focus on the boy before him. And his jaw nearly hit the floor.
“Felix!” he exclaimed, leaping from the couch.
“Yeah, I know! I have no clue how it happened, but I’m not going to ask!” Felix said hurriedly before Ron could continue.
“It must have been Norkie…” Ron breathed, his gaze traveling the frame of his friend. Felix vaguely remembered getting hit by Norkie the night before. He got a wicked idea as he watched the wide-eyed Ron stare at him.
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I need a shower!” Felix grinned. “Apparently you do too,” he pointed out, wrinkling his nose.
“Yeah, you want to go first?” Ron offered.
Felix shrugged. “Why not just take one together? I mean, we’re both guys, right?” He didn’t miss Ron’s nervous laugh. Felix wasn’t a fool, he knew Ron liked him. But now that he had his legs… Well, let’s just say Felix decided to speed things up a bit. He walked off to the bathroom, not waiting to see if Ron would follow. Ron gulped and followed his friend.
The tile felt cool under Ron’s bare feet as he forced his eyes to look at something other than Felix’s ass. His eyes shot up guiltily to meet Felix’s gaze as he turned around to face him.
“Poke your head out and tell the family we’re in here,” Felix suggested. “It would be a bother to have someone walk in at the wrong time.” (1)
Ron did as he was told, but wasn’t prepared for the sight he got when he turned back around. Unable to tear his eyes from Felix’s lithe body, Ron stared. The boy was actually well muscled from having to push himself in the wheelchair. The more tan skin Felix revealed, the tenser Ron became. When the brown haired boy was down to his American flag boxers,(2) Ron felt glued to the spot as he slowly slid them down his hips. Felix turned away at the last second but Ron had caught a glimpse of his member and Ron felt himself harden at the sight. Then he realized he couldn’t do this.
“Felix, I think I should-”
“Uh huh, if you’re going to hand around me, you’re gonna have to have to shower,” Felix said firmly. “You stink.”
“I do not!” Ron sniffed indignantly. Felix ignored him and stepped through the curtain, into the spray of hot water. Ron took a deep breath but the sight of Felix’s rear flashed through his mind, making his erection grow. He was going to die, he knew it. He was going to die, he thought as he stripped the rest of the way.
He crept in past the shower curtain and into the hot water. Felix was already shampooing his hair with his back turned to Ron. He watched the way Felix’s muscles moved beneath his skin and how he seemed so calm. Ron averted his eyes when Felix turned and brushed passed him to get under the water. At the barest of touches of his skin, Ron jumped as if an electric thrill went through his entire body. By now Felix must have noticed Ron’s twitching erection. But since he didn’t say anything, Ron kept his mouth shut as well.
“Here, switch spots with me,” Felix said, stepping out of the water. Ron nodded, not trusting himself to speak. The boys stepped passed one another again, and this time Ron had to bit his lip to keep a gasp from escaping.
Ron let the steaming water run over his body as he attempted to get his body under control. His member ached for attention, but he gritted his teeth and bared it. Then he felt a warm line of skin press into his back and soft lips touch his ear.
“You know Ron,” Felix whispered seductively, causing Ron to shudder. “I’m tired of waiting for you to speak up.” He ran his tongue lightly over Ron’s neck and brought a hand around to his front to brush his fingers up against Ron’s already throbbing erection. Ron moaned at the light contact and when Felix pulled away, he practically begged the darker haired boy. He turned around to see what was wrong but before he could say anything, Felix’s lips captured his in a soft, yet fierce kiss. Ron drowned in the sensation as his mind kept going over the same thought: This was really happening. He parted his lips for Felix’s tongue to slip in and caress his own. They brushed erections and groaned into each other’s mouths, unwilling to break the kiss. They had to eventually come up for air and that was when Felix firmly pushed Ron up against the side of the shower as he slowly kissed, licked and alternately nibbled his way from Ron’s throat downwards. Felix nipped one of Ron’s nipples, making him arch and gasp. Ron whimpered as the brown haired boy sank even lower tracing his tongue down the expanse of pale, smooth belly. Then he grinned up at Ron as he flicked his tongue over his head, lapping at the little bit of precum. Ron’s entire body shuddered at the sensation as his head fell back and he emitted a load groan. Then, without warning, Felix took in as much of Ron’s shaft as he could. Ron’s knees nearly buckled as he moaned loudly, his fingers digging into the shower wall.
He swallowed Ron’s erection as far as he could, sucking hard. Ron started pumping his hips mindlessly in Felix’s mouth, wanting more friction on his aching member. Felix drew his tongue along the underside of Ron’s hardness as the blond boy fought for control. It only took one more swipe of Felix’s tongue to undo him. He yelled Felix’s name, burying his hands in his brown hair as Felix braced himself. Felix greedily licked up all of the blond boy’s seed making sure to get the last remaining drops off his now softening member.
Felix moved back up Ron’s body and kissed him hard. Ron gave into Felix’s demanding tongue and both boys were panting when the kiss was over. Rubbing his aching hardness against Ron’s thigh, Felix gave him a look of pure desire. Ron turned himself around, facing the shower wall, and pushed his ass against Felix’s erection. Felix let out a loud moan and had to place his hands on either side of Ron to steady himself. He pressed himself against Ron’s back, wanting, needing to feel skin on skin. Ron shivered as he felt Felix’s warm body surround his, his hardness against his back. Felix traced a finger down Ron’s back towards his center.
“This is going to hurt a little, but the water should help…” Felix whispered huskily in Ron’s ear. Ron nodded, his breath becoming more difficult to catch by the second.
Felix entered a finger inside Ron, watching the boy’s reaction intently. Ron had a look of intense concentration, but didn’t seem to be in much pain, so Felix pushed in another finger slowly. This time Ron hissed and Felix paused for him to adjust. Felix laid his flat palm on Ron’s stomach, ever so slowly moving it back and forth before slowly dipping downwards. Ron relaxed as the surge of pleasure Felix’s hand was enticing and Felix took the opportunity to scissor his fingers, widening him even more. Ron let the mixture of pleasure and pain wash over him, unable to keep his head above the feelings Felix was creating inside him. When he thought Ron was ready, Felix withdrew his fingers and paused long enough to take Ron’s ear lobe between his teeth, begging silently for Ron to give his permission. Ron pushed back against him and that was all the brown haired boy needed. He gripped the sides of Ron’s hips, holding him still.
“Are you sure you want this?” Felix asked, his breathing ragged.
Ron tried to pull his thoughts together long enough to understand what Felix was asking him. He was pressed up against a cool shower wall and the man he’d been fanaticizing about for the past few months was about to give him the time of his life. He had admitted to feeling something for Ron, even if it was just physical desire. Did he want this?
“Yesss…” Ron panted. He wiggled his bum against the other boy causing Felix to growl and throw back his head as he fought for control. He positioned himself at Ron’s entrance and slowly worked his way in. Again, he was thankful for the water to make things easier. Ron winced, but kept silent and bared it. Once Felix was entirely sheathed inside the other boy, he paused and waited for him to relax. Ron finally moved against him, impatient.
Felix gritted his teeth and it took all of his will power not to just pound into Ron. He was in heaven, it felt unbelievable having Ron’s warm walls press around him. He slowly pulled out, but before Ron could protest, he slammed back into the boy. Ron gasped, digging his fingers into the wall.
Felix froze. “Did I hurt you?”
“Don’t you dare stop!” Ron growled at him. And he didn’t. Every time Felix thrusted into him, Ron’s world shattered, leaving him breathless. Then Felix would pull out and he’d be able to breathe again. Then it started all over again until Ron couldn’t think of anything but what was happening to him. Felix thrusted harder and faster, making Ron writhe uncontrollably underneath him. He started moaning louder, making small, helpless noises every time Felix hit that special spot inside of him. Ron could hear Felix ragged panting in his ear and the soft patter of the falling drops of water, masking the other noises. He felt as if Felix filled him up all the way and Ron could think of nothing else. Ron reached down and began to stroke his own hardened thickness in an effort to speed things up.
“So c-close…” Felix murmured, his voice strained. Then he closed his eyes, head thrown back and yelled Ron’s name, gripping his hips tightly as the thrust one final time and exploded inside Ron. Ron came immediately after, unable to hold out any longer. Time seemed to come to a complete halt as stars clouded their vision. Then they were back in their separate bodies, panting and limp.
Felix nuzzled Ron’s neck affectionately and slowly pulled himself out. The blond boy seemed comatose, so Felix kissed him softly, a gentle brushing of lips that brought him back to reality. Ron blinked and smiled tentatively at his new lover. Did that really just happen?
The boys finished their shower quickly and drug themselves to the pull out couch. Ron flopped down, exhausted. Felix lay down next to him and pulled the covers over the both of them. He wrapped his arms around Ron as he snuggled up close, burying his face in Felix’s neck and breathed in Felix’s scent and the strong smell of the vanilla shampoo he’d used. Slowly the world slipped away as Ron closed his eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
They were abruptly awakened a couple of hours later by a rather loud pounding on the front door. Ron leaped out of the bed yelling and waving his arms in the air.
“Purple chicken! Where’s the purple chicken!”(3) He stopped and looked around. “Oops…” he said sheepishly, realizing it was only a dream. Felix just laughed at him. Another knock at the door, more of an insistent pounding really, abruptly halted their antics as they dressed quickly. When they entered the hallway, they were greeted with an odd sight.
A shirtless man they recognized as Norkie stood looking around the house, peeking around and touching things. Shego was off to the side, hand on her hip looking as annoyed as ever. The shorts she wore showed off an amazing length of long, pale legs. Come to think of it…
“I didn’t even know you owned a pair of shorts, Shego…” Ron said in astonishment as he walked up to her.
“Bite me.” She smirked. “I really like these ones because they show off my-” she was abruptly cut off by her hand covering her mouth. “mmph mmp mfu!”
“She actually owns three pairs of shorts and a rather large collection of lacy- OW!” Norkie yelled as a glaring Shego kicked him in the shin.
Felix and Ron looked at each other blankly.
“Hey, who’s…” Kim inquired, coming out into the hallway. “Shego!” The red head was ecstatic at seeing the dark haired woman. After the way she’d run off and then didn’t answer her cell, Kim had begun to fear that Shego was angry with her. Her eyes slid to the man standing next to her. She instantly got a guarded look.
His green hair fell past his shoulders and his dark green eyes were currently trained on a book across the room. He went over to it and breezed through calmly. Muscles played under his slightly pale skin as he read. He wore a pair of baggy black cargo pants and nothing else. Even his feet were bare.
The tweebs broke his concentration by running in the room. They froze upon seeing the men and leaped through the air in excitement.
“Norkie!” Tim yelled.
“That is so not Norkie,” Kim stated, an eyebrow raised as she watched the man. She noticed Ron and Felix off to the side. Wait…Kim’s mind stopped functioning for a second. Was Felix…standing? When- where…?
“Felix!” she exclaimed in shock.
“What?” he blinked at her in confusion.
Kim sputtered. “Your legs!”
“Oh yeah, I think it might’ve been Norkie’s ray or something because I woke up this morning and well, you can see the rest,” he told her.
“I’m sincerely grateful that I didn’t cause you harm,” Norkie spoke up right behind Kim, making the red head jump.
“You’re too high strung KP, calm yourself,” Ron said, breathing deeply to prove his point.
“Too many shocks in one day and not enough sleep,” she replied with a yawn.
“I have a remedy for that,” Shego said before she could stop herself. Shego decided to go with the comment and grinned wickedly at the teen across from her. Kim rolled her eyes at the blatant invitation.
“Actually Kim, I think she’s right Kim. You haven’t even slept yet because you can’t find the time. Maybe it would be better for you to go to Shego’s and catch some z’s,” Ron suggested.
“That ain’t gonna be all she’s catching,” Shego said out loud. This time she decided to bite her tongue and squeeze her lips together to keep from speaking further.
Felix raised an eyebrow. “You might want to take her up on that Kim. With her acting like she is, you never know what she might scream out in the middle of sex…”
Shego face betrayed nothing but her eyes looked a little panicky around the edges. Kim strode confidently over to her and lay a small kiss on the older girl’s cheek. Shego relaxed a little.
“I think it’s probably a better idea if I stay here,” Kim stated firmly. Shego wrapped an arm around Kim’s waist.
“No, it’s okay. I think we need to talk anyway.” Shego smiled, to ease the fear she saw flash on Kim’s face. “About what we’re going to do about me,” she added.
While nobody was watching, Norkie had slowly walked over to Ron and Felix. Unknown to them, he regarded them closely, his eyes calm.
“You two are…different,” he announced. Felix blinked and Ron flushed.
“Different how?” Felix inquired politely.
“You… I don’t know. For starters, you smell different. Like each other,” Norkie’s brow drew together in confusion. Ron’s face got even redder. Felix just stared Norkie down.
“Whoo-hoo! Go R-” Shego’s hand slammed against her mouth so hard, she winced. Kim blinked.
“Did I miss something?” she asked.
“Nothing important,” Felix said smoothly. Ron’s face fell as he carefully inspected the floor. “So how did Shego find Norkie anyway?” Felix continued.
Shego shrugged. “He just appeared in the middle of my room. Buck naked, I might add. He has one nice ass…” she bit her tongue again as Kim glared daggers at her and crossed her arms. “I mean uh- if I didn’t already have Kim, I’d…”
“Go ahead, dig yourself deeper.” Kim tapped her foot.
Shego’s mouth snapped shut and she shook her head.
“Apparently we DO have to have a little talk…” Kim said, her voice dangerously low as she grabbed Shego’s arm and hauled the older girl out the door.
The three guys left inside just shrugged. “Women.”
Mrs. Possible came in holding a plate stacked with pancakes. “K- Oh, hello Ron, nice to see you awake now.” She glanced at Felix, but unlike her daughter, remained calm. “Apparently I won’t be needing to check up on Felix,” she smiled. Felix grinned back at her. Meanwhile, Norkie had smelled the delicious smell of food and padded quietly over to Dr. P. She blinked once and then stared at the A.I. as he sniffed at the plate she was holding.
“Well, isn’t he a nice addition to the family,” she said when she found her voice again. Her eyes however, were still trained on Norkie’s bare torso.
“Why thank you, Mrs. Possible,” Norkie replied, straightening.
“Please, join us for dinner,” she offered.
“Don’t mind if I do, Mrs. P!” Ron said and walked past her into the kitchen. Felix rolled his eyes at the blond boy, but followed nonetheless. Norkie seemed a little confused, evidence of this in his expression made the twins move in.
“Norkie, change back,” Jim ordered the A.I.
“Change- back?” Norkie cocked his head to the side.
“Yeah, like you were before,” Jim ordered.
“The fuzz ball of doom!” Tim grinned wickedly.
“I…can’t,” Norkie colored slightly.
“What do you mean?” they asked in unison.
“Well…Shego and I had a bit of an argument…”
“Aw, man!”
“Back down to the basement!”
“…After breakfast,” Norkie interjected stubbornly.
“Hey, you’re our creation-” Jim started.
“You listen to us!” Tim finished.
Norkie blinked at the boys and walked calmly into the kitchen.
“Hey!” they cried and ran after him.
Mrs. Possible stood silently and shook her head. This was going to be interesting…
A little note
Rysha: Would you wish to explain to the readers as to why the boys’ first time was not in a bed?
Rin: Not really. Go ahead Rysha…
Rysha: It’s your story….
Rin: But you’re the reason they’re in a shower. Or at least why I wrote them there. So you tell!
Rysha: sigh Okay. It started with us talking about yaoi and the deal. I then decided it would be fun to creep Rin out so I started the conversation about how it actually works.
Rin: And what would happen if you had to go to the bathroom…. …. ….
Rysha: So we made a little joke out of it about being “dirty.” Though technically it works guy/girl, guy/guy, girl/girl. And then there are the sickos out there who make it even worse with their sick fantasies about people pissing in their mouths!
Rin: cough Kaze cough But never fear, I WILL write a yaoi scene in the bed… just not now. Oh, and there’s a yuri scene in the next chapter!
Rysha: Aww… why did you have to go and mention names? I WILL NEVER DO THAT!
Rin: …Because it’s funny ;)
Rysha: I know something else that’s fun. Takes off after Rin hitting her with a energy sword and whirling energy bolts at her. Rin’s cries of pain can be heard from miles away.
1. Rysha: What ever happened to simply locking the door?
Rin: It adds to the suspense. The danger of being caught! Of course, it’s a really dumb idea if you were actually doing it, but… in the world of fanfic, it’s fine!
Rysha: It’s still dumb in both! I mean come on, just imagine.
“Oh yeah, that’s the way I like it. Oh god! Itsuko hmmmm…… faster…. harder…. more… Oh hey mom how’s it going? WHAT? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!”
Can you get my meaning?
Rin: A.) Have I mentioned I don’t know you? B.) That’s just cruel, do you know how horrible my death would be if that were to happen! The 7th level of Hell would be NICE!
Rysha: See, this is why we need to lock doors.
Rin: Oh shut up. From a writer’s point of view I needed him to turn around so he could drool when he turned back to Felix! Okay!
Rysha: Yup…
2. Rin: Marcus in his boxers! Whoooo! How could you forget? Glares at Rysha It was on Surreal Life! The wonderful, luscious MARCUS! AND YOU FORGOT?
Rysha: I’m scared… cowering under Rin’s high squeaky voice
Rin: HOW! Nice tan, smooth skin! Everywhere but where it was most important!
Rysha: shrugs
Rin: …. I give up.
3. Rin: I’ve had this weird obsession about purple chickens lately…. I don’t know why…
Rysha: You are so freaking messed up. And you hurt poor Zuma’s feelings.
Rin: How so? I didn’t do nothing! Er… anything! Hits myself over the head Bad Rin! Bad grammar!
Rysha: sits back watching the show eating popcorn