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Fandom: xxxHolic
Pairing: Watanuki x Doumeki
Rating: Censored Version so PG-13 (Meaning there is a longer R rated story posted somewhere off Gaia.. Since it could get me in trouble...So yeah.. This version is very censored)
Notes: I do not claim these characters, they belong to CLAMP! Snowed In. This is Part II, comes after Strawberry Pocky. Will not be writing more for this one...

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He wasn't sure how long it had been, but at some point, Watanuki had yelled for Doumeki to go home. Unfortunately that would not be happening any time soon, because as soon as they looked outside the door, it was quite obvious that they were snowed in.

Watanuki sighed, and Doumeki was once again taking off his coat and hanging it back up. This was soon followed by an evil smirk from Doumeki, and yet another box of Strawberry Pocky that Watanuki complained for once more.

Doumeki had already lost count of all the little tantrums Watanuki had thrown that night, one of which his flailing had knocked over what was left of Doumeki's hot chocolate, but after that had been cleaned, and after each tantrum, he had once again returned to Doumeki's lips. He had decided that he should bring Pocky to Watanuki's more often.

So now they were on the couch, an empty box of Pocky had been thrown halfway across the room. He was actually on top of Doumeki, viciously kissing the larger boy. He had told Doumeki that it was because he still tasted like strawberry, but by this time, Doumeki highly doubted that to still be the case.

Doumeki was now pulling Watanuki off of him.

"You need to breath sometime," he said, taking a deep breath himself. How long had they been on the couch? Watanuki gave Doumeki a pouty glance before taking the blanket off the floor, and wrapping it around himself.

And now Watanki was going into hiding.

Doumeki pulled at the blanket a bit so he could see Watanuki's face, "Why are you hiding now?"

The smaller boy only glared at Doumeki before pulling the blanket back up to hide his face; which was becoming a deeper shade of red with each passing second.

"You jerk. I don't ever want to see your smug face again."

"You've already said that countless times tonight before kissing me over and over again."

"WHAT? That was you! You started it!"

Doumeki shook his head, "I didn't pull you on top of me, that was all you."

Watanuki was silent for a long time, and Doumeki was wondering if he should check to make sure the other boy was still alive, but just as he reached out for the blanket, it was thrown around him as well. So not only was Watanuki on top of him again, but now they were under a blanket too; and he could swear Watanuki was reaching for the buttons on his shirt.

"I HATE you, Doumeki," Watanuki breathed as the first button came undone. But after that Watanuki was forcefully kissing Doumeki once more; as Doumeki was sliding a hand under the back of Watanuki's shirt. Something that Yuuko said stuck in his mind, Watanuki is sexually frustrated? Was that it? Well, even if that wasn't what she had said, it sure as hell was true. But tonight Doumeki was definitely planning on fixing that.

A light moan escaped Watanuki's throat when Doumeki's other hand was placed on his behind, and Watanuki had already reached the last button on Doumeki's shirt. He almost moaned himself at the gentle touch of Watanuki's slender fingers on his chest and abdomen. The touch was so light it almost tickled. Only a minute later Watanuki's shirt was off, and nowhere to be found in the tangle of blankets; of course, they hadn't been looking for it anyway.

Just then the phone rang. Watanuki swore, throwing the blanket off them and sitting up.

"That's probably Yuuko again," Watanuki guessed, standing up and looking for the phone.

Doumeki watched the topless Watanuki search for the phone from his place on the couch. He found it less than a minute later, and with a click, he answered, putting the phone to his ear.

"What do you want?" He hissed into the phone. He couldn't hear the voice on the other end, but Doumeki was sure it was not Yuuko, and his theory was confirmed when he heard Watanuki say, "Oh! I'm so sorry, I thought you were someone else! Yes, he is here, do you want to talk to him? Oh, alright. Yeah, he's fine, but my heater is broken. I made hot chocolate earlier, so we should be okay. Yeah, I guess he can, it's not like he can go anywere. Alright, I'll tell him. Bye."

"My mom?" Doumeki inquired. Watanuki nodded with a blush.

"I hope she's not mad at me for being rude to her."

"She probably isn't, don't worry about it."

"She says to say she loves you."

"Hn."

Watanuki sighed, sitting back down on the couch. He was shivering, and there were goosebumps appearing on his torso. He pulled the blanket back up to cover himself, and looked at Doumeki. The other boy's shirt was still on, but unbuttoned. Begrudgingly, he shared the blanked with Doumeki. He didn't know what had gotten into himself that night, and he wanted to pretend it never happend. Of course, Doumeki wasn't going to let that happen, because just seconds later, the taller boy's arm was around his waist.

"D-Doumeki..."

"Hn?"

"What are you doing?"

"Holding you."

"I can SEE that! Why?"

"Because I want to."

Watanuki looked away, a blush forming on his face. Then he could feel a light touch on his neck, which he imagined was Doumeki's lips. He kissed Watanuki just below the ear, and left a trail of kisses down his neck and bare shoulder. Then his lips returned to his neck and went to his ear, a kiss first, and then a like n** at the lobe. Watanuki made little sounds of pleasure with each kiss and his eyes widened slightly when Doumeki had nipped at his ear.

He turned his head to look at the other boy once more and their lips met again, a hand reaching to caress his cheek. He didn't want anymore interruptions, he wanted Doumeki to hold him all night long.

He pulled away from Doumeki's lips a few minutes later, looking over the other boy's face.

"Doumeki?"

"Yeah?"

"I think..." He looked away, blushing deeply.

"You think?"

"I think that" he sighed, having great difficulty trying to say what he was about to, and Doumeki wasn't going to interrupt him now. In his mind he cursed at himself, part of him yelling to just tell Doumeki already, the other saying no.

A hand reached to touch his chin, gently tilting his head to look in those amber eyes, and he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Doumeki, I think I'm in love with you."

The other boy didn't look surprised at all. He reached up to Watanuki's ear, caressing the side of his face once more. He leaned in to kiss Watanuki's forehead and whispered, "I love you."

Watanuki reached up and took the hand still at the side of his face, and lightly kissed each finger in turn.

"You're evil, Doumeki. You planed this, didn't you?"

"Maybe."

"Jerk."