Treize walked towards Zechs, moving with the grace of a predatory feline. Placing his feet on either side of Zechs' outstretched legs, Treize lowered himself down to his knees, settling onto Zechs' lap. Burying his hands in the platinum locks, Treize pulled Zechs into a deep, passionate kiss. "Milliardo..." he moaned into the welcoming mouth. Pulling back, "Do you want me, Milliardo?"
"Mmm...Want you...Need you..." Zechs licked seductively at his fingers, wetting them thoroughly. Sliding down between Treize's legs, he quickly found the puckered muscle and shoved a finger in roughly. Treize winced slightly at the suddenness of the move, but pushed back against the assault on his tight hole. Impatiently, Zechs inserted two, then three fingers, rapidly preparing Treize. Zechs captured Treize's lips in a hungry kiss. Not removing his fingers, he shifted to lay the ginger haired man back onto the cloak, and positioned himself between the long, muscular legs.
Palming Zechs' chest, Treize slid his hands upwards and out, rolling the uniform coat and shirt off of Zechs' shoulders. Breaking the kiss, Treize lifted his head to gently suck at the lean neck, trailing kisses up and down the young man's neck and jaw. Sliding his hands along the muscular body, he shoved the pants further down the blonde's slim hips, allowing their naked arousals to grind against each other. Soon. their bodies were quickly sliding together, pre-ejaculate mingling with sweat.
Removing his fingers and shrugging the clothing the rest of the way off, Zechs positioned his cock at Treize's small opening, pushing in firmly. Pulling up one of Treize's legs, he placed it around his waist. Treize's breath came in short pants as he forced himself to relax at the intrusion.