Falsch
i. Laune
"No," Zero planted his palm against Omega's face. "I'm trying to rest."
Omega batted his hand away with a scowl. "I'm just kissing you."
"It was a I want you now kiss. I'm not in the mood."
"You're never in the mood."
"Gee, I wonder why."
Zero shoved him off the bed and flopped onto his side, his back to the blond now sprawled on the floor. Omega just sighed. He was used to being on the floor nowadays.
ii. Stehlen
Zero didn't even get a breath in once the door shut behind him. Immediately he was roughly grabbed by his biceps and jerked forward, nearly losing his balance completely, before his lips slammed rather uncomfortably to another's.
He pushed when pulled, and the kiss was properly established. Rolling his eyes before closing them, Zero voluntarily stepped forward, framing the other's face with his hands as he deepened the kiss himself.
Minutes later they parted, and Zero punched Omega hard in the ribs.
"That's for not kissing me goodbye this morning." Zero huffed.
iii. Lächeln
He would never admit out loud that most of his actions that he did, he did because it made the other smile. He normally wouldn't lie or sugarcoat anything, but sometimes he couldn't help it. A smile was so much better than the usual frown or blank look.
"What?" Omega scowled at the way he was stared at. "Look, it's not like I've done it this way before. I warned you about this."
Zero wiggled in his lap before kissing Omega on the forehead. "You're doing fine." Although that was a lie; he really needed to quit trying to flip them over with his hips.
But Omega smiled a bit, and Zero kissed it. He can deal with one blunder filled night just for that smile.
iv. Berührung
It hurt when they had to do this. Out on the field, in the view of others, they drew their weapons and attacked each other. Despite what happened when those others looked away, neither held back, ferocity in each swing of their sabers. The desire to win, to dominate, overrode the memories of kisses and caresses. What was once tenderness in their eyes was now cold indifference in one, and near madness in another.
Yet despite seeing the worst sides of each other, those sides trying to kill each other, they knew they'd walk away from this intact. Perhaps in pain, maybe one would be mangled, but they'd survive and wait until evening to come together again under the radar.
But for now, Zero stabbed his saber mercilessly into Omega's thigh as Omega's weapon pierced through Zero's bracer and pinned his non-dominate arm to the ground. Insane red met cold black, and Omega grinned widely. Zero twisted his saber, his face twisting into an ugly scowl just as Omega's free hand closed around his neck, threatening to tear his head clear off. For a moment, Zero felt a flash of true terror.
Then Omega's thumb briefly, gently and affectionately, rubbed the edge of his jaw.
v. Missverstehen
"Faster."
"Harder."
"A little more…"
"Pull…!"
"Yes!"
"Goddammit!"
"What?"
Zero stopped, and Omega facepalmed himself. "I can't do it," the red-eyed blond muttered. "I can't learn to use the chain rod without wanting to jump you and use it on you."
vi. Geschlechtsverkehr
They were on fire and could not be put out, no matter how much they tried to quench each other. Omega bit hard into Zero's shoulder as he rocked back into him, and Zero gripped the sheets under him with an unashamed cry of delight. He planted his heels into the mattress and thrust his hips up as Omega shoved himself forward and down, the resulting impact making them both moan loudly until their lips mashed together in a sloppy, clumsy kiss.
Little trails of saliva trickled down their chins as they kissed, and Omega's grip on Zero's hips slipped to under his knees. The blond on top shifted their bodies so he rested on his knees and Zero's legs dangled helplessly from his hands, his hips clear of the mattress. Growling ravenously Omega quickened his thrusts, the mattress groaning in protest as Zero writhed beneath him, unable to resist once in a while kicking a leg to try and gain leverage. But he was suspended, helpless and captive, and all he could do was break their kiss and throw his head back as he cried out at each bruising, glorious thrust into his ever so willing body. All his hands could do was reach above his head, gripping the sheets under him and hang on.
Omega sat up away from him, letting himself moan and grunt with each movement himself. He tossed Zero's legs onto his shoulders and his greedy hands reached down to stroke the bouncing rigidness.
Zero screamed at the third stroke, and neither did a thing to muffle the sound. His entire body locked and clamped down on Omega but he didn't stop, and each scream of orgasmic bliss was interrupted by another with each movement.
When Omega finally slowed, finally stopped, Zero was hoarse, his body glittering with sweat and littered with his own passion. His legs fell limp from Omega's shoulders and he was twitching uncontrollably, but when Omega purred and bent down to kiss him, Zero mustered the energy to kiss him back.
Zero shifted his hips to get comfortable, and abruptly he broke the kiss with a rather undignified squeak. "You're still…!"
Omega smirked.
Author's Note: Fic and drabble titles in German take from a translator I found on google. If they're wrong... I'm sorry. lol
Format inspired by smilebot on FF.net
Falsch = Wrong
Laune = Mood
Stehlen = Steal
Lächeln = Smile
Berührung = Touch
Missverstehen = Misunderstanding
Geschlechtsverkehr = Sexual Intercourse