by Anonymous
Warning: R rated
EdgexCecile slash
“I can punch you harder!” Edge challenged in small, dark alley.
“Right...” Cecile said sarcastically. “You tried wrestling in high school with me and you always ended up with a bloody nose.”
Cecile did have a point. He wouldn't back down at this time. “Well.....you always cheated and would start before they told us to.”
He looked disbelievingly at Edge. He doesn't back down, but he doesn't lie. Maybe he had hit a sore spot and he should let the argument slide. Or maybe........he ran out of retorts. This thought spurred him on. “I didn't! You just want to think that way.”
“I don't”
“Yes you do.....” The fight continued to escalated to screaming.
Neighbors shook their heads as they knew someone would get hurt. From the sound of it, they thought Cecile would win.
Edge punched, Cecile was agile and dodged, and elbowed him in the back of the head. Edge fell down, unconscious with some possible brain damage.
Cecile stared at Edge like he had just killed him. He didn't want to do anything major, just give him a bruise.
He took edge back to his apartment to make certain he was okay when he awoke. Edge was important to him, probably his most important. He was still asleep when he had a flash of impulse and feeling. He leaned down and pressed his lips to his. Kissing his enemy/friend while sleeping wasn't an ideal scenario.
At the possible worst time, Edge's eyes fluttered open. In a rush to move away, Cecile fell over and hit his head, not that hard though. Edge looked down at him, concerned. He winced as he attempted to sit up, probably because of the painful headache that resulted from the fall in the alley.
“Um...Hi Edge.....are you okay? You hit your head hard.” Cecile talked in a quiet tone. He adorned a nice red on his face. He turned around, hoping to hide it just a little. “I see you are fine so you can leave now.”
He didn't even hear anything when he felt a hand pull him around. “Do you take advantage of all your friends.” That was the first time Edge had said, out loud, that they were friends. It was a big deal to Cecile, even if Edge didn't know it.
Cecile couldn't not contain himself and thrust himself at him, hugging him to near suffocation. “Cecile.” It came straggled because of lack of air. “Let go, please.”
Cecile let go hurriedly, realizing he had acted out his thoughts. “Sorry. I just thought you hated me and I'm happy we are friends.”
“I think of us as a lot more than friends.” Edge said with a glint in his eyes.
Cecile, being dumb for the most part, didn't understand. “What do you mean?”
Edge picked up Cecile and threw him on the couch, where he had been placed. He ground his hips into Cecile's, letting him feel his growing erection. “I think you know what I mean.”
He moaned, liking it delicious feel. “MMMMmmmmm.” Edge nipped at his neck and slid his hand under his waistband. Cecile let out what sounded like a purr. His crown looked like it was possessed and started curling and uncurling, like his toes.
Edge grinned at the feel of Cecile's cock becoming hard as stone. “You like this, don't you Cecile.” He said his name with sensuous tone in his voice.
“MMMMhhhhhhmmmmmm.”
“Do you?”
“Mmmhmmm.”
“Do you?” He was sounded louder.
“Yeah.”
“Mean it?!” He was shouting now.
“Yes!!” Edge's hand suddenly became very wet. He had been working at Cecile for a while and the screaming brought him over the edge.“Will you kiss me?”
Edge looked like he would have a bloody nose. Cecile's small and frail-looking body was scattered among the blankets. Now, he was saying such a cute thing and he wanted to mess him up. Possibly, that's exactly what he would do. He lay his lips down on Cecile's and immediately deepened the kiss. He wrapped his arms around his back and was delighted as he squirmed under him.
Edge began tending to Cecile's back door carefully, certain that it was his first time. “Edge...Ahhh.....what are you doing?”
“Preparing.” He tore off Cecile's shirt with his free hand. He knew women liked to have their breasts sucked but he wasn't sure if guys liked it. Guess it would be a process of trail and error. He swirled his tongue around his pecks then sucked, giving him a few hickeys.
“Why are you leaving so many marks on me?”
“Because your body is mine to make marks on.”
“Oh. So your body is mine as well.”
“I suppose.” Edge shrugged.
Cecile flipped them over so he was on top. “So it's my turn.” Cecile may look small but he was stronger than most. He straddled Edge's hips and carefully pulled his shirt over his arms. He loved Edge's muscular arms and kissed them, saturating them in his saliva.
Once he was satisfied, he had left marks that would be visible, even when he had a shirt on. He giggled to himself at the thought about how Edge would scream when he put on clothes.
“What are you laughing about?” Edge felt strange under his future lover's scrutiny. He was worried that he would see something that he didn't like.
“It's nothing. Don't be mad at me later.” He turned around and pulled down his yellow shorts down. He wasn't wearing any underwear and Cecile thought of himself as very lucky. Edge was at least twice as big as him, and he wasn't small. “Are you going to put that in me? Doesn't it need it's own zip-code or something?”
“Your exaggerating. I'll fit fine inside you.” He got half an inch bigger as he thought of the pleasure of being inside him.
“If you think so.” He said cautiously.
He felt like he should be the same so he took off his fluffy, fluffy pants off and added it to the pile of destroyed or discarded clothing.
“Don't judge my size.”
Edge scooted Cecile's butt forward. “No. It's cute. It's mini Cecile.” He rubbed his cheek over 'mini Cecile' and kissed it. “Can we do it? I'm about to burst.” He pinned him to the couch and kissed him roughly. “Sorry for the lack of foreplay.” He plunged into him, smothering his cry of pain with his mouth. “I'm so sorry.”
A single tear fell from his face, pain evident in his eyes. Blood spilled onto the blankets on the couch. “Don't be. I'm very happy.” He held Edge's face in his hand's. “I love you very much.”
Edge smiled. “I love you, too. Are you okay for me to move?”
“Of course.” He changed from loving to sexy. “Now, give it to me hot and hard.”
Oh, did he ever. There movements were awkward at first, but they got into the rhythm of it, the rhythm of love. (How cheesy) It was achy but fine.
Edge loved everything Cecile was doing. The way his toes curled, the way his face contorted in pleasure, and the way he moaned his name.
Cecile grabbed his shoulders, a little too hard and left red marks. This finished Edge off. “CECILE!!!!!!!”
Cecile wasn't even close but hearing the way Edge said his name brought him there awfully quick. I mangled version of Edge's name came. “EDJY!!!”
They were both brought to heaven and back, back to reality. “Edge, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“What are we to people around us?”
“We can be [a] enemies with a suspicious relationship, [b] really good friends, or [c] boyfriends. It's your choice.”
Cecile blushed at that they were boyfriends “I think you know which one. You've known me long enough.”
“Do I? Will you show me your answer?” Edge was ready to go.
“If you insist.” Cecile knew it would be a long night. At least he knew he didn't suffer any brain damage.....
EdgexCecile slash
“I can punch you harder!” Edge challenged in small, dark alley.
“Right...” Cecile said sarcastically. “You tried wrestling in high school with me and you always ended up with a bloody nose.”
Cecile did have a point. He wouldn't back down at this time. “Well.....you always cheated and would start before they told us to.”
He looked disbelievingly at Edge. He doesn't back down, but he doesn't lie. Maybe he had hit a sore spot and he should let the argument slide. Or maybe........he ran out of retorts. This thought spurred him on. “I didn't! You just want to think that way.”
“I don't”
“Yes you do.....” The fight continued to escalated to screaming.
Neighbors shook their heads as they knew someone would get hurt. From the sound of it, they thought Cecile would win.
Edge punched, Cecile was agile and dodged, and elbowed him in the back of the head. Edge fell down, unconscious with some possible brain damage.
Cecile stared at Edge like he had just killed him. He didn't want to do anything major, just give him a bruise.
He took edge back to his apartment to make certain he was okay when he awoke. Edge was important to him, probably his most important. He was still asleep when he had a flash of impulse and feeling. He leaned down and pressed his lips to his. Kissing his enemy/friend while sleeping wasn't an ideal scenario.
At the possible worst time, Edge's eyes fluttered open. In a rush to move away, Cecile fell over and hit his head, not that hard though. Edge looked down at him, concerned. He winced as he attempted to sit up, probably because of the painful headache that resulted from the fall in the alley.
“Um...Hi Edge.....are you okay? You hit your head hard.” Cecile talked in a quiet tone. He adorned a nice red on his face. He turned around, hoping to hide it just a little. “I see you are fine so you can leave now.”
He didn't even hear anything when he felt a hand pull him around. “Do you take advantage of all your friends.” That was the first time Edge had said, out loud, that they were friends. It was a big deal to Cecile, even if Edge didn't know it.
Cecile couldn't not contain himself and thrust himself at him, hugging him to near suffocation. “Cecile.” It came straggled because of lack of air. “Let go, please.”
Cecile let go hurriedly, realizing he had acted out his thoughts. “Sorry. I just thought you hated me and I'm happy we are friends.”
“I think of us as a lot more than friends.” Edge said with a glint in his eyes.
Cecile, being dumb for the most part, didn't understand. “What do you mean?”
Edge picked up Cecile and threw him on the couch, where he had been placed. He ground his hips into Cecile's, letting him feel his growing erection. “I think you know what I mean.”
He moaned, liking it delicious feel. “MMMMmmmmm.” Edge nipped at his neck and slid his hand under his waistband. Cecile let out what sounded like a purr. His crown looked like it was possessed and started curling and uncurling, like his toes.
Edge grinned at the feel of Cecile's cock becoming hard as stone. “You like this, don't you Cecile.” He said his name with sensuous tone in his voice.
“MMMMhhhhhhmmmmmm.”
“Do you?”
“Mmmhmmm.”
“Do you?” He was sounded louder.
“Yeah.”
“Mean it?!” He was shouting now.
“Yes!!” Edge's hand suddenly became very wet. He had been working at Cecile for a while and the screaming brought him over the edge.“Will you kiss me?”
Edge looked like he would have a bloody nose. Cecile's small and frail-looking body was scattered among the blankets. Now, he was saying such a cute thing and he wanted to mess him up. Possibly, that's exactly what he would do. He lay his lips down on Cecile's and immediately deepened the kiss. He wrapped his arms around his back and was delighted as he squirmed under him.
Edge began tending to Cecile's back door carefully, certain that it was his first time. “Edge...Ahhh.....what are you doing?”
“Preparing.” He tore off Cecile's shirt with his free hand. He knew women liked to have their breasts sucked but he wasn't sure if guys liked it. Guess it would be a process of trail and error. He swirled his tongue around his pecks then sucked, giving him a few hickeys.
“Why are you leaving so many marks on me?”
“Because your body is mine to make marks on.”
“Oh. So your body is mine as well.”
“I suppose.” Edge shrugged.
Cecile flipped them over so he was on top. “So it's my turn.” Cecile may look small but he was stronger than most. He straddled Edge's hips and carefully pulled his shirt over his arms. He loved Edge's muscular arms and kissed them, saturating them in his saliva.
Once he was satisfied, he had left marks that would be visible, even when he had a shirt on. He giggled to himself at the thought about how Edge would scream when he put on clothes.
“What are you laughing about?” Edge felt strange under his future lover's scrutiny. He was worried that he would see something that he didn't like.
“It's nothing. Don't be mad at me later.” He turned around and pulled down his yellow shorts down. He wasn't wearing any underwear and Cecile thought of himself as very lucky. Edge was at least twice as big as him, and he wasn't small. “Are you going to put that in me? Doesn't it need it's own zip-code or something?”
“Your exaggerating. I'll fit fine inside you.” He got half an inch bigger as he thought of the pleasure of being inside him.
“If you think so.” He said cautiously.
He felt like he should be the same so he took off his fluffy, fluffy pants off and added it to the pile of destroyed or discarded clothing.
“Don't judge my size.”
Edge scooted Cecile's butt forward. “No. It's cute. It's mini Cecile.” He rubbed his cheek over 'mini Cecile' and kissed it. “Can we do it? I'm about to burst.” He pinned him to the couch and kissed him roughly. “Sorry for the lack of foreplay.” He plunged into him, smothering his cry of pain with his mouth. “I'm so sorry.”
A single tear fell from his face, pain evident in his eyes. Blood spilled onto the blankets on the couch. “Don't be. I'm very happy.” He held Edge's face in his hand's. “I love you very much.”
Edge smiled. “I love you, too. Are you okay for me to move?”
“Of course.” He changed from loving to sexy. “Now, give it to me hot and hard.”
Oh, did he ever. There movements were awkward at first, but they got into the rhythm of it, the rhythm of love. (How cheesy) It was achy but fine.
Edge loved everything Cecile was doing. The way his toes curled, the way his face contorted in pleasure, and the way he moaned his name.
Cecile grabbed his shoulders, a little too hard and left red marks. This finished Edge off. “CECILE!!!!!!!”
Cecile wasn't even close but hearing the way Edge said his name brought him there awfully quick. I mangled version of Edge's name came. “EDJY!!!”
They were both brought to heaven and back, back to reality. “Edge, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“What are we to people around us?”
“We can be [a] enemies with a suspicious relationship, [b] really good friends, or [c] boyfriends. It's your choice.”
Cecile blushed at that they were boyfriends “I think you know which one. You've known me long enough.”
“Do I? Will you show me your answer?” Edge was ready to go.
“If you insist.” Cecile knew it would be a long night. At least he knew he didn't suffer any brain damage.....