Title : The Art Project.
Author : Lady
Part : 1/1
Archive : Sure!
C&C : is always welcome. The more the better!
Disclaimers : I do not own any of the characters, though I damn wish I did.
Warning : It's a PWP. What else could you want? This ficcie is actually based on a *ahem* fantasy of mine....
Paring : Tsubasa and Tatewaki. Did you know I had never thought of this paring until R'oko did Crash. Thank you very much R'oko-chan, from both me and the bish. I KNOW they are very happy right now.

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Tsubasa sat cross-legged in front of his art manual. A bored look was on his face.

Tatewaki walked in the room to find his lover sitting on the floor, his dress riding up to show his legs, his hair cascading down his back. Tatewaki couldn't believe how beautiful his koibito was.

The crossdresser turned his head to glance at the kendoist. "Been here long?"

Kuno smiled. "No. I was just standing here, looking at you. You are magnificent, my love."

Tsubasa blushed prettily. He glanced down at his art book and frowned. "I am going to fail to fail this class, I just know it. I have to paint in front of everybody, and I just don't know what to do. Will you help me?"

Tatewaki walked over an kneeled in front of the crossdresser. "Anytime. But first..." he whispered, his mouth grazing Tsubasa's neck. He planted kisses all over the smaller boy's collarbone, gently nibbling here and there. Tsubasa moaned. The kendoist peeled the dress off of the boy's shoulder, his mouth close behind.

"Tatewaki... what about my painting?" he asked huskily. Kuno chuckled, still attached to Tsubasa's skin. "I'll figure something out."

The dress fell to the floor, pooling around their legs.

Tatewaki descended onto Tsubasa's chest, capturing a nipple between his lips. He swirled his tongue around the pert flesh, eliciting little cries of pleasure from the crossdresser. Grinning, he latched onto the other one, while pinching and pulling the saliva coated nub. Kuno nibbled lightly on the nipple, causing Tsubasa to grab hi head and hold him there. "Tachi!"

The kendoist looked up to see his beloved's flushed face. "What?" Tsubasa growled. "Don't stop! Don't stop!" Chuckling, Tatewaki kissed him deeply. Tongues clashed against each other, tasting, sucking. They moaned.

Tsubasa quickly shed Kuno's shirt, rubbing his hands all over his lover's back. Tatewaki detached himself from his boyfriend's delicious mouth and shook his head "Tsu-chan.... Remember, I have to help you with your art project." The crossdresser frowned. "Fuck painting." He murmured, nuzzling the older boy's neck.

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Mused Kuno out loud. He made Tsubasa stop. "Follow me, my love."

He led the smaller boy to the art room, and laid him on the floor. Tsubasa was removing the last of his clothes when Tatewaki appeared with jars of paint, a tube of lube, and two large paintbrushes. "I will paint you, my love." Kuno whispered to Tsubasa before they kisses again. The crossdresser moaned.

Tatewaki opened the first jar, a dark blue, and dipped his first brush inside. The second one he set aside.

First, he painted his lover's stomach, the fine bristles tickling Tsubasa. He circled the abs and dipped in the navel.

Tsubasa bit back his cry of pleasure. It felt so wet, so smooth on his skin. Trembling, he could only whisper, "Tatewaki... please."

Kuno's brush followed the curve of his waist, the bumpy rib cage. He painted the hollow of Tsubasa's chest, never quite reaching the spot that the boy was begging to be touched.

Adding more paint to his brush, Tatewaki attacked the nipple once more. "Tachi! Ahhh!" cried out the crossdresser, arching his back.

The kendoist trailed the brush over his lover's neck, circling over the small Adam's apple, over the pulsating jugular.

He made large strokes over the collarbone, covered the shoulder and started painting Tsubasa's arms. With the gentlest of strokes, Tatewaki smoothly covered the underarm in dark blue paint, gliding over the sensitive flesh. He followed the blood veins, dipped into the younger boy's palms and covered the fingers in paint.

"Ahh.. Tachi... that feels so good... as if it was your mouth licking me..." Tsubasa murmured, eyes closed, floating in the sensations Tatewaki was erupting inside of him. "But I... need you... somewhere else."

Tatewaki stopped painting long enough to glance at his lover's erection. It stood high and throbbing, painfully clear on how aroused Tsubasa was. "My dear love, you should have told me, I would have helped sooner. But first, I must finish my 'painting'."

Tatewaki coated Tsubasa's legs with paint, using his hands to glide over the smooth flesh. He paid special attention to the inner thigh, edging ever so closely to Tsubasa's manhood. When both legs were painted, Kuno lifted the crossdresser's legs and placed them on his shoulders, making his ass more visible to Kuno.

Making circular motions, he painted Tsubasa's beautiful ass. Gently, the smaller boy rocked against him, hoping to get some friction, any friction. The kendoist parted the orbs with his hands, and gently blew cool air over the puckered anus. The crossdresser sobbed. "Please... please.. I need you Tachi."

The artist smiled. Using the last of the paint on the brush, he coated his lover's balls in a dark blue. Tsubasa cried out. "Oh gods! Tatewaki! I beg you, please!" he shouted, his head rolling from side to side.

Tatewaki dropped the paintbrush covered in blue and picked up the second one as well as the tube of lube. Tsubasa' eyes widened in surprise. "Tachi.. what are you-" Kuno placed a hand on his koibito's lips, silencing him. "Be still, Tsu-chan. A /manequin/ must be still for it /peinteur/."

He dabbed some of the lube on the bristles, and using small brush strokes, teased Tsubasa's anus. "Gnahh! Ta-Ta-Ta-te-wa-kiiiiii!" stuttered the younger boy, pleasure overloading his senses.

The older boy turned the brush the other side, handle first, and coated it with lube as well. He took the large paintbrush and slowly entered it in Tsubasa's body. The crossdresser made a soundless cry, shoving his hips onto Tatewaki's paintbrush. He pulled it out, leaving the tip still inside, then trust it back in. He repeated the process again and again, each time would end up going deeper and harder. Tsubasa moaned loudly, thrusting in rhythm to his lover. "Oh Tachi!"

Tatewaki shoved it one last time, deep in Tsubasa's ass, rubbing against the boy's prostate. He then removed the boys legs from his shoulders. Tsubasa looked up at him, a questioning look on his face. Kuno smiled at him lovingly. "Can you keep it in there for a while? I too need some help."

The kendoist quickly removed all articles of clothing from his body and stood naked in front of his lover. Tatewaki's manhood was stiff and throbbing from the lack of attention.

Tsubasa reached down to remove the paintbrush, but Tatewaki stopped him. "Leave it there." He murmured, reaching for the tube of lube.

He squirted some in his palm and grabbed the crossdresser's aching cock. "Ahh! We.. we haven't... done it like this in a... while." Mumbled Tsubasa, reeling under the pleasurable onslot of Kuno's pumping hand.

When slick enough, Tatewaki straddled his boyfriend's waist and slowly impaled himself over the erection. "I... ohh... know!" moaned the kendoist, throwing his head back.

They clasped their hands together as Tatewaki lifted himself and descended on the cock. "Oh Kami-sama!" cried the older boy, while Tsubasa couldn't even form complete words. "Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta Ahh Ta-Ta...."

"Tsubasa! My love! I want to come with you..." moaned Kuno, riding his lover long and hard. Tsubasa let go of his boyfriend's hand to grab his manhood and started pulling and pumping to the rhythm of their lovemaking.

"I'm going to come! Tachi! Oh Tachi!" cried the crossdresser as he arched his back one last time, ramming his dick deep inside Kuno, spurting his hot seed.

"Ahh! Tsu-chan!" yelled Tatewaki, erupting all over Tsubasa's skillful hands. White semen landing on the blue of the crossdresser's chest. Removing himself, Kuno collapsed next to his lover, and curled a hand protectively over his chest. Tsubasa chuckled.

"Can you... remove the paintbrush now?" he asked, smiling. The kendoist blushed and gently pulled it out. Tsubasa whimpered. "Sorry."

The crossdresser snuggled closer. "Don't be. It was very pleasurable. When you rode me, it kept rubbing against.. well you know...I liked it."

Tatewaki kissed his koibito sweetly on the mouth. "I smell like paint! I don't think I'll ever be able to remove it all." Tsubasa murmured, looking at his hands. Kuno grinned. "You look like a Smurf!" The smaller mocked hit him. "Oh stop that! It was your idea! I had no clue as to what you were doing!"

The kendoist wiped a string of semen off of his boyfriend's chest with his finger and licked it clean. "Did I help you with your project?" Tsubasa blushed. "That you did!"

****** (next day at school)

Tsubasa sat at his desk, his face flushed and looking very nervous. "Oh Kami-sama, I can't do this! Not in front of everybody!" he thought to himself, dreading his turn at the canvas.

He played with the tube of paint. "Okay, think of baseball. Yup. Baseball. Nothing sexual in that, nope. Long wooden bats.. oh gods! I have to get my mind off of this!" he thought frantically. Tsubasa idly opened the tube, and the smell of paint hit his nose. The crossdresser's eyes went wide. He looked at his hands and saw the little chips of blue paint still stuck underneath his fingertips. His face reddened a notch. To his side, a student was toying with a paintbrush. Tsubasa had a small nosebleed and his boner doubled in size.

The teacher looked down at his list of students. "Okay, Tsubasa, you're next!"

Tsubasa fainted, his last thought were of little chibi-Kunos with artist hats, dancing naked in his head.