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Angel & Dare's Yaoi-Con Adventure
By Z. Allora (Copyrighted Oct. 2012)
***** This is a little short takes place between The Dark Angels: With
Wings and The Dark Angels: Tied Together. Our sweet little Dare, guitar player of the rock sensation The Dark Angels, is slowly
coming to grips with his new sexual identity. His lead singer Angel Luv has overwhelmed his senses and has brought him to Yaoi Con. I apologize in advance no official editor has kissed
it but some very sweet betas worked on it with me. *****
"I seriously don't know how you talked me into this!"
Dare adjusted his aqua bobbed wig. He caught a glimpse at their reflections in
the mirrored wall with an unbiased eye.
He and Angel were two guys who dressed in Japanese schoolgirl
outfits to enjoy the yearly Yaoi Con gathering. Many of the attendees were into
cos play so there were quite a few people dressed up.
"Just smile. You look pretty," Angel whispered, teasing
him as more pictures were taken of the two of them while they stood in the
lobby of the large chain hotel.
Darius tried not to stare at all the costumes, but it was
impossible not to gawk at the aliens, scantily clad males and females, and
characters straight out of the mangas Angel had shared with him.
But none of the characters were as sexy as his lover, the lead
singer of The Dark Angels. Darius tried focus on his surroundings and not get
lost in the scent of his hot man next to him. It was frustrating to not to be
able to concentrate but he was getting used to be swept up in his Angel-driven
lust.
"Do you think they recognize us?" Dare asked quietly
out of the corner of his mouth while eyeing the crowd gathered at the door to
enter the dealer's room. The people were about the same age as The Dark Angels
fans but they were mostly female.
"Worried someone will see you like this?" Angel arched an
eyebrow as he adjusted their school uniform ties. He acted as if the answer
didn't have the power to hurt him but Darius knew differently. Angel kicked out
a leg behind him while kissing Dare gently on the cheek to the squeals of the
people snapping pictures. "Are you?"
"Nope." It still hurt thinking about how his
relationship with Angel had imploded on the plane coming home from Bali because
he wasn't brave enough. "I'm only worried about a mob scene if they figure out who we are!" Dare
whispered, looking around at the giggling masses. "But you don't think
they recognize us?"
"They just see us dressed up as two schoolgirls attending
Yaoi Con." Angel's hand skimmed down his back reassuring him.
"Well, if you say so."
Darius wasn't convinced, but no one was yelling their real names or the band's
name so maybe he was just paranoid. His lover was right… as usual. Blushing up at Angel, he couldn't
resist tugging him down to return a sweet, moist kiss to his cheek to the gush
of female swoons.
Ever the showman, Angel
grabbed Darius's hand to twirl him around, causing his little aqua skirt to
spin up past his waist.
"Hey!" Dare pulled
away to stop his skirt from swirling away his coverage. Angel had convinced him
to wear a matching thong that was barely holding his junk in place.
Angel grinned at him. "Now, I think they
might have recognized us if we came as characters from my favorite artist maybe,
but not like this…"
Grinning, Dare tilted his head as he considered the work of Angel's
favorite artist. The lead singer had picked up several copies of her latest art
book to have her sign. Dare had to admit the mangas were fiery hot. "Hmmm,
you would have been hot as that Japanese mobster." Darius moved to stand
closer to Angel, letting his hardness rub against his thigh. He wanted to remind
his lover he wasn't an innocent schoolgirl and he definitely wasn't female.
Angel purred when he felt it. "Mmmmm, is that a gun you're
packing?"
"No, I am just happy to see you." Dare gave the
appropriate girlish giggle when Angel nipped the tip of Darius's upturned nose.
This was fun. Being with Angel was so much more than any other relationship he'd
had… it was everything. Darius still had moments of confusion but there was
never a moment he regretted being with Angel.
Angel stared off into space for a moment before grinning down at
Dare. "You would have been wonderful as my reluctant little photographer."
Purring he added, "You certainly gave me a delicious chase." Another
picture snapped as Angel bent to kiss him right on the mouth, taking possession
of his lips. The crowd that had gathered sighed and more clicks cut through the
air.
When the kiss was over, a non-feminine snort escaped Darius as
someone else took their picture. "Says the man who convinced me to wear a
dress."
"Hey, Robin got you to do it on Halloween. It isn't my fault
your legs are killer!" Angel was completely unrepentant as his hand
slipped under Darius's skirt.
"Angel," he whispered as he tried pushing Angel's hand
away from caressing his ass without everyone seeing. The task was a bit of a
challenge, especially since he actually wanted his lover's hands there.
Angel sighed dramatically. "Damn, I love a chick in a thong."
"No, you love a dick in a thong," Darius corrected. He was
forever grateful for the distinction.
"Baby, your dick is the only one in a thong I want to love."
Angel's purr went straight to said dick.
Darius chuckled. "How do you do it? How do you make such corny
lines work for you?" He stepped closer and Angel's arm tightened around
him as they continued to smile for the cameras.
"So it is working?"
Angel's eyes sparkled with lust.
Dare sighed in mock disgust of his situation. "Always." He
was beginning to get used to being helpless when it came to his lead singer.
The crowd turned as three other people dressed as characters entered
the lobby. "See, now no one is paying attention to us." Angel pointed
out the fact that everyone's camera was focused elsewhere. "Dare? Dare?
You okay?"
His heart was racing a little as he snapped himself out of seeing
his characters. "Yeah, sorry. But did you see them? I mean they dressed
exactly like the characters from Crimson Spell." His breath was catching a
bit at seeing his fantasy come to life.
An evil grin crossed Angel's face as he whispered in Dare's ear. "You
want me to dress up and be the beast for you? I can wear body paint and little
fangs." His tongue traced Dare's ear for a moment, causing a delicious
feeling to tingle through him. "You can play the wizard who tames the
beast with sex." His voice dropped into his sex octaves when he purred, "You
wanna tame me, Havi?"
Being called by the wizard's name caused shivers through Dare's body
as his mind easily changed the kid dressed as the beast into Angel. "Oh.
Yeah." Darius couldn't help that his voice cracked a little. He wanted to
play Havi taming the beast that the prince was cursed with nightly. Angel would
make a pretty beast... Little fangs poking out between his lips…
Without the crowd's attention, Angel ushered Dare into the
dealer's room with a hand on the middle of his back. It was a huge room, one of three that were filled with tables
of books, manga, art, and clothing for cos play and authors. It was a little
overwhelming to see so much homoerotic art, magazines, and books in one place
but Darius would be lying if he said he wasn't intrigued.
Dare had to admit it was nice to be out in public and not be rushed
by a mass of excited screaming teens. Taking a deep breath, he scanned the room
as Angel pulled out the schedule of events. "Bishie Bingo is tonight."
"Do I even want to know?" Darius didn't exactly like the
sound of it. He had found out that a Bishie or bishonen meant beautiful male,
though Angel insisted Dare was more Bishie than he was…
"Oh right now there are panels on Yaoi and Misogyny, The Art of
Yaoi, and Male Pregnancy."
"Male pregnancy? Please tell me you are joking!" Dare's
mind spun in all directions. In general, he thought he was doing rather well
adjusting to his relatively newly discovered sexuality. Angel really had
expanded his mind and opened him up to experiences he never would have
considered before. But there were lines he wasn't crossing. "I will not be
having a baby!"
Angel hid his grin with a pout as fast as it crossed his face. "You
won't have my baby?"
Darius kicked him in the shin and stomped away. Angel could be an
ass at times. But heaven help him he loved the lead singer with all of his
heart.
His eyes landed on a table that two writers shared. He shuffled
around the crowd to pick up one book called Cake
by Derekica Snake.
Hmmm, it had three really pretty men on it. When did he start
thinking of men as pretty? But they most definitely were… He read the back of the book as he felt
his lover against his back. Dare couldn't stop himself from leaning back into
Angel's heat as he skimmed the words. It was a dark romance—whatever
that was—and it was about vampires. Angel loved vampires. He opened the
book and it captured his attention immediately. Hmmm, was that even possible? I
wonder if Angel would want to try that?
Angel slid around his body to stand next to him, rubbing his
cock over the top of his ass, as the crowd dissolved around the table. A friendly
woman dressed in a butler's uniform smiled warmly at them. "Just so you
know, ladies, I am running a special. Two for twenty and I will sign them for
you."
"So you're the author?" Dare asked curiously. It was
a little confusing why so many of the writers and artists were women, but who
was he to judge.
The woman smiled at him. "Yes, I am Derekica Snake. Those
are my boys from The Blood Nation series." She seemed too nice to write
anything remotely 'dark', but just the excerpt was enough to prove she took her
readers to places most had never been.
Angel rested his chin on Darius's shoulder. When Darius
flipped the book over, again trying to focus on the words, Angel purred into
his ear, "They are hot." Angel's breath tickling his ear gave Dare shivers
down his spine.
Dare smiled at the author. "We'll take these four."
He handed her forty dollars he pulled out from his shiny aqua purse. “Can you
sign them?”
Her smile lit up her face. “Of course.” She pulled out her
metallic pen and signed them each with a florish.
Something white caught Darius's eye and he turned. He grinned as
he pointed. "Look, Angel wings."
The author grinned. "Yeah, there are several Dark Angels
fans running about in wings."
"Really?" Darius shouldn't have been surprised, he
knew they had fans everywhere.
She leaned in as if she were sharing a secret. "Yeah. I
heard seeing them perform is like watching Yaoi live."
"That's just what Megan… I mean I have heard that," Darius
corrected himself quickly, but he saw a spark of recognition in the writer's
eyes. Shit! Hoping to change the
subject he said, "So what's a dark romance?"
The author's cheeks colored a bit. "Love that's a bit
rough. See this one?" She pointed to the front of the book. "He
basically remade the redhead and he wasn't delicate about it."
"This a gorgeous drawing," Angel commented on the
cover art.
The author beamed. "Thanks. I worked closely with the
artist to get my boys just right."
Giving her a sexy smile, he said, "Well, I'd say you got
your boys just right." Angel rubbed his palm against Darius's backside and
asked, "Don't you agree?"
Darius was too engrossed in reading passage of rough sex to
understand the question his lover was asking. "What?"
Angel seemed to exchange a look with the author before rephrasing
his original question. "Aren't her boys pretty?"
"Oh, um, yeah." Turning away, he hoped he could hide
the blush he knew was staining his cheeks pink.
Glancing down the author apparently took notice of his fingertips.
"Oh, I love your nails. They match your outfits!" she squealed as
Angel held out his hands for her to admire to sparkly aqua blue polish.
Batting his false eyelashes, the lead singer said, "Thanks."
Geez, even dressed as a woman Angel oozed sex. And people
responded to it. Oops! He was
responding to the pheromones and if he kept 'responding' to his lover he was
going to tent his skirt in a very unladylike fashion!
Reaching out, Angel shook her small hand and brought it to his
lips, "It was a pleasure to meet you." He gave her a noisy kiss on
the hand.
"And you." She giggled. "You are really quite
an angel…" Turning to Dare, she leaned in to say, "'With Wings' is
one of my favorite songs. Though that's just our secret."
"We appreciate it, Ms. Snake."
Angel led Darius away and whispered, "Remind me to ask
Megan to send Ms. Snake tickets to our next show in this area."
Darius was already texting the message. "On it." He
needed something to distract himself from the lust that was coursing through
his system.
They meandered through the dealer's room and Angel purchased
several more series, both graphic novels and some manga. After consulting a
schedule, he grinned at Dare in a way that made Dare's insides clench with
need.
"So there are panels but the artists aren't doing anything
until tonight. Right before Bishie Bingo." Angel's eyebrows wiggled
comically.
"Bishie Bingo? I really don't want to know, huh?"
"Probably not. Though I want us to go for a little while
so you can experience it." Leaning over, Angel nuzzled that place on
Darius's neck made him moan. "But first let's go to the room and take a
break…" Angel's voice dropped to that sexy octave that made Darius want to
run to the room instead of walk.
He opened his mouth to say something but words weren't
necessary. He smiled shyly as he stared up at Angel through his lashes. Dare
couldn't think of a thing to say so he just held his hand out.
Angel's eyes burned him with their intensity as he grabbed his
hand and guided them to the elevator. People were in the elevator, so there was
no fucking his lover up against the walls or stopping it between floors, although
both ideas sounded perfect to Dare.
Once inside their room, Angel slammed Dare up against the wall
to kiss him hard on the mouth. Those lips dominated his until he was moaning
and pushing his tented skirt against his singer's long, lean body, searching
for any kind of friction. He was moving against him in a hungry manner, his
body begging to be taken.
Angel growled with need as he told him, "You are so sexy."
The singer forced them across the room to the desk. He pushed Dare over the
flat surface and ran his hands over the aqua skirt. Darius knew this position
gave Angel a peek-a-boo glance at his feminine panties.
Darius flattened his hands on the desk, surrendering and
letting Angel do whatever he chose. He seemed to have no resistance when it
came to Angel. Sometimes it made him feel weak to have no willpower, but when
it came to vices nothing could compare to his addiction for Angel Luv.
Large, strong hands cupped the satiny silk that covered Dare's
cock then moved to his exposed backside. "Mmmmm, I am going to have this."
Their eyes met in the mirror above the desk as Angel's fingers teased the
material that disappeared between Dare's cheeks, just barely touching the flesh
underneath. Angel kept lightly teasing until Dare was trembling with want.
Darius tucked his aqua wig behind his ear and turned over his
shoulder to plead for mercy. "Come on, Angel. Please."
"Please what?" Angel slapped his ass once making the
flesh jiggle. Dare grabbed the desk again. Digging his fingers into the wood, he
tried not to shatter.
Darius moaned. He tried not to question the fact that he loved
it when Angel went all Dom toppy on him. Before Angel, Dare had never realized
he had a submissive streak that ran so deep. His lover really had opened up his
world sexually. He was discovering who he was—and currently that was a slut
just needing to get fucked. He wordlessly begged with his body, hoping to be
put out of his misery yet wanting it never to end.
Angel's large, warm hand slipped under the front of the
panties to fondle Dare's unladylike appendage.
"Oh, my God!" Dare gasped as he felt the silky
material being pulled. It seemed to be taunting him to come. His lover's warm
fist squeezed his erection until he was obsessed with having Angel. "God!"
"No, just your Angel," Angel teased smugly. On a
softer note he added, "The man who adores you." Angel seemed to love
turning Dare into putty. The singer's hand lightly moved up and down his lover's
shaft. He seemed to love tantalizing him and making him beg for what he wanted.
"Angel." Darius groaned out his name as a plea and
presented his ass as his dick was caressed.
Angel slapped his butt again in response. The pleasure zinged
through Dare's body and focused on his arousal. Not being able to stop himself he
arched his back, positioning his backside for more attention.
"Mmmmm, you want more?" Angel stated the obvious. He
pulled his hands out of the fabric before he pushed the scrap down to Darius's knees.
The elastic resisted Darius's desire to part his legs further.
Darius's cock bobbed up, slapping the desk. He pushed his butt
up, presenting it to Angel. He wouldn't have stopped himself from making his
ass the perfect target for Angel's attention even if he could. It felt too
damned good to let go and trust Angel to take them where they should go.
His lead singer growled his approval as he used his palm to remind
Darius of the sexual pleasure a bit of heat on his ass could induce. Biting his
lip didn't quite hold back the sounds of lustful need coming from buried deep
inside. He glanced up into the mirror to watch the sexy Angel Luv spank his ass.
It was as if he were watching some hot porn clip from fantasies he didn't even
know he had.
Their glazes locked. Darius was losing it. Without a touch to
his dick he was going to come. He didn't want to, not yet. He wanted Angel
inside him. "Please, Angel. Fuck me," he pleaded desperately.
A slow smile crawled over the taller man's face as his hands
caressed the sexy soreness. "Your wish…" His lover dropped to his
knees and pressed that talented tongue between Darius's reddened ass cheeks.
"Argh!" That wicked pleasure was not helping Darius
maintain his need to hold back. Long, wet licks opened him up so he would be
ready to receive his lover.
Just when Darius had decided he was more than ready to lose
the battle of his self control, Angel pulled back to stand up.
Darius frowned at the loss of stimulation and opened his mouth
to complain. But Angel slapped his ass once before pushing into him in one long
hot stroke of fire.
Dare grunted at the abrupt entry but closed his eyes to savor
the burning stretch. He had learned to love that little bite of pain before it
turned to all scorching hot pleasure. He froze in place, waiting for more. He
could never, would never get enough of Angel.
Opening his eyes, he wanted his beautiful lover to take him
roughly, as if he were in one of those dark romances. Seeing his lover painted
with makeup and dressed in a schoolgirl outfit made him melt, but there was no
mistaking Angel for anything but a man. A hot, sexy man that was all his!
Angel gave him a crooked smile, making his heart flip. He
started thrusting in and out, forcing Darius to push back. Angel's large hands
guided Darius's hips until he held them in place as he started pounding into
him in the exact rhythm Dare craved.
"Yeah, just like that," Darius groaned.
It felt too good to last any length of time. That was okay,
though, they had all afternoon. Angel changed the angle of his cock slightly so
it was sliding in and out right over his gland. When a large warm hand wrapped
around Darius's cock, he knew it was over.
The zing of orgasm ran up his cock as his balls tightened up.
After a few perfectly timed strokes, Darius was shouting out his pleasure as it
spurted all over the desk in front of him. His ass pulsing around Angel caused
his lover to lose control. Dare loved the feeling of his ass being filled with
warm cream and it extended his own exquisite pleasure.
When they were finally done, Angel leaned over his back to
nuzzle his neck, nipping it. "Mine." The statement made Darius feel
happy and secure in his place in the world.
Darius glanced up to see the love he felt echoed in Angel's
eyes. "Yours."
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I hoped you enjoyed this little peak at what happened during their Yaoi Con Adventure. Hugs, Z.
