Aphmau Yaoi One shots.

2. Kiss the pain away (Vylante)

"I know it's not nothing." He caressed his lover's cheek.

"I'm sorry, Dante. I s-shouldn't have tried to hide-e it." Vylad apologized unsteady.

"It's ok, Vylad," He ran his thumb under Vlyad's eye, catching any tears that threatened to fall. "Come on.."

Vylad looked up, confused. Then he gasped in surprise as Dante grabbed his good hand and guided him to the bathroom.

Dante grabbed his waist, softly placing him on the counter top. "Take the jacket off." He started looking in the cabinet.

Vylad did as he was told. Careful of his wounded hand, he folded the jacket one handed. Then placed it next to him. Vlyad's hand was now coated in warm blood making Dante's heart flinch in his boyfriend's own pain.

Gently, Dante placed a freshly wet cloth on the open wound. Vylad hissed in hurt, his other hand gripping the counter.

Dante kissed his nose. "It's alright."

Vylad nodded. "I-i know."

Taking the cloth away, the cut was open to breathe. The open air resting on the open wound making it sting. Vylad let out a small whimper of pain.

As gently as possible, Dante bandaged his hand. When he finished, he cleaned up. Vylad just sat there, feeling the pain slowly fade away.

He remembered how when he was little, Zianna would always kiss his wounds better. It would always make him smile. And it did now. He remembered how if mom wasn't there to heal him, then Garroth was. There was even one time when Zane did it.

"Earth to Vylad."

He snapped out of his thoughts, finding Dante looking at him. "What?"

"You just zoned out." Dante stood in front of him, holding his good hand in his.

"Heh, sorry. I was thinking about when I was young. When mom would kiss my wounds better. And if she wasn't there Garroth was." Vlyad's smile grew with warmth.

"That's sweet." Dante smiled back at him.

Vylad nodded. Then thought of something that made his cheeks turn a light pink. "Hey um Dante.."

Dante glanced back at him. "Yeah?"

"Will you kiss my pain away?" Vylad asked softly, holding his hands in between his legs. His injured one resting lightly on the other.

"What?" Dante didn't fully hear him.

Vylad gulped. "Um, will you kiss my pain away?" He said louder, looking at the taller boy with big eyes.

Dante smiled but just stood there. He let out a chuckle.

Vlyad's smile got lost. He looked down partly embarrassed for asking. Sadness grew in his gaze.

Dante picked up his injured hand surprising Vylad. Gently, he placed small kisses on the wounded hand. Vylad giggled as Dante kissed up his arm to his shoulder.

Holding a smirk like smile, Dante carefully pulled down the side of Vlyad's light green shirt revealing his shoulder.

Vylad grew heated as he felt Dante kiss his shoulder and neck. Soft moans left his mouth making Dante continue a little more harder.

He softly bit a spot on Vlyad's neck, making the young Ro'meave give a loud moan in pleasure. Soon Vylad became a moaning mess as Dante abused the spot.

Knowing it would leave a mark, Dante trailed kisses up his jaw to his cheek. Then landed on Vlyad's lips. Vylad gasped then kissed back.

Carefully his wounded hand rested softly on Dante's shoulder, the other on the back of his neck. Dante held Vlyad's hips close.

Pulling back, Vylad panted for air. The heat in his face was strong. Softly, Dante pulled Vlyad's hand off, kissing it again.

Vylad giggled, earning a lustful smile from his blunette.

Dante lifted Vylad off of the counter. His lover held onto his waist with his legs, hugging him kinda like a koala would hug a tree.

Grabbing his jacket and turning off the light, Dante carried Vylad to the living room.

Carefully, he placed Vylad on the couch. Vylad once more took his jacket from him, putting it on his own body. He snuggled into the comfortable piece of clothing, smelling Dante's scent on it.

Dante laughed at him, sitting next to him. He pulled Vylad into his lap. Vylad willingly snuggled into Dante's chest, sighing blissfully. Before he knew it he was fast asleep....

Dante smiled down at the drifted boy before kissing his head. "Sweet dreams, Vylad....."