Kink Meme Entry #3
Title: Handcuffs
Pairing: Akira/Hikaru
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Written for the Kink Meme. Mmmm Handcuffs.
Everything was set. Hikaru was napping stretched out on their bed and Akira had a nice little gift to spice up their love life. He slipped two items out of the bag and stalked his prey.
He grinned and did up one end of each handcuff to the bed post and then to his boyfriends two wrists. That would teach him.
When Hikaru woke up he found himself unable to move his arms. He blinked and tried again.
"Akira!" He called out, very confused.
Akira wandered over from the kitchen, drying his hands. "Yes?"
"I can't move my hands."
"Uh huh." He said, looking unimpressed.
Hikaru pouted. "Why can't I move my hands?"
"Well, they appear to be handcuffed to the bed."
He flailed a little. "Hey, what did you do that for?!"
"What makes you think it was me?" Akira asked, tilting his head innocently.
"I know it was you!" Hikaru declared and jerked his hands again. "Let me go!"
"If I do that then we can't have fun."
Well that was more calming then any sedative. Hikaru looked at him with big green pleading eyes. "I like fun."
Akira tossed the towel aside and smirked. "I'll bet you do."
Hikaru grinned and when Akira came close, he kissed him. Akira complied with this and kissed back.
Akira scooted down and sat across his lap and slid his hands up Hikaru's shirt, running his fingers across his sides. "Hmmm, you seem sleepy and warm."
"Well I was sleeping, what do you expect?" Hikaru groused, squirming a bit.
"It's always fun when you're half asleep." Akira smirked and scooted back further so he could slide his hands down Hikaru's drawstring pants. His lover made the most interesting sounds.
Hikaru squirmed and didn't disappoint. "Please..." He was already half-hard and his eyes were looking a little glazed.
"Where's the fun if I just pleasured you?"
He groaned. "Please...not that."
Akira grinned.
He took his time, planting soft, feather-like kisses along Hikaru's jaw, throat and collarbone, then he ducked under his loose shirt to keep up with the torture.
Hikaru was getting warmer, his breath hitching more often and his squirming was more pronounced. If only he could get some friction he could just come already!
Akira hummed a bit against his chest and licked along the definition of his muscles.
"Akiraaaa!" Hikaru whined.
"You never let me take my time with you."
Hikaru flailed again, accidentally whacking a wrist against the headboard. "Not fair!" He pouted.
He recieved a little nip of his right nipple, which made him moan loudly. Apparently he wasn't that put out.
Before long, Akira had made his way down to Hikaru's pants. He removed them and Hikaru squirmed expectantly. "Come on, come on." He urged.
"I don't think so."
Hikaru slammed his head into the pillow. "This is mean."
"This is fun." Akira countered and dipped his tongue into the ridge of Hikaru's hips.
There was more whining.
The hips were eliminated quickly and then Akira was onto his thighs. Hikaru was so hard it hurt and he kicked a foot against the mattress. "Just touch me a little!"
"I am." Akira said, licking behind his knee.
"Not there."
"I don't feel like that yet."
Hikaru groaned. Akira had been at this half an hour. This should be illegal!
Finally, Akira finished at his feet and satisfied, he removed his clothing.
"Yes!" Hikaru cried out, desperate for some attention on his poor neglected erection.
"Glad you're so enthusiastic." Akira told him and straddled his chest. He settled there and pet Hikaru's hair. "Open up."
Hikaru groaned but complied. If Akira wanted a blow job to get him off, well then he'd just have to give him the best damn blow job ever!
Leaning back, Akira let Hikaru take the lead, keeping one hand on the bed to steady him and the other on his lover's hair. Hikaru was extra enthusiastic and it felt fantastically mind blowing.
But he didn't want to come like that, so before long, he stopped Hikaru.
"Just touch me now please?!" Hikaru begged.
"Not so fast." Akira taunted and leaned forward so he was still hovering around his lover's head and produced some lube. He slicked up one of his fingers and eased it inside of himself - one of Hikaru's favourite jobs.
There was more whining. "What do I have to do to get you to touch me?"
"Be..." Akira paused to groan as he slid in a second. "Patient."
"I'm going to die here!" Hikaru complained.
Luckily it didn't take long because Akira was panting and flushed but best of all, he was prepared. He withdrew his fingers and borrowed Hikaru's shirt as a towel before sliding downward.
"YES!" Hikaru screamed as Akira lowered himself so he was impaled on his very hard arousal.
This was the very best part, in Hikaru's opinion. Akira squirmed a bit, shifting for that angle that would make them both scream and began to move.
His world exploded in a flash of white, red and then black.
Akira screamed as he came on Hikaru's stomach and when his wits came back about him, he looked down. His lover had reached his climax too alright, but he was out cold. He just smirked and removed the handcuffs before falling down next to him. He wondered how Hikaru would get his retribution.
Pairing: Akira/Hikaru
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Written for the Kink Meme. Mmmm Handcuffs.
Everything was set. Hikaru was napping stretched out on their bed and Akira had a nice little gift to spice up their love life. He slipped two items out of the bag and stalked his prey.
He grinned and did up one end of each handcuff to the bed post and then to his boyfriends two wrists. That would teach him.
When Hikaru woke up he found himself unable to move his arms. He blinked and tried again.
"Akira!" He called out, very confused.
Akira wandered over from the kitchen, drying his hands. "Yes?"
"I can't move my hands."
"Uh huh." He said, looking unimpressed.
Hikaru pouted. "Why can't I move my hands?"
"Well, they appear to be handcuffed to the bed."
He flailed a little. "Hey, what did you do that for?!"
"What makes you think it was me?" Akira asked, tilting his head innocently.
"I know it was you!" Hikaru declared and jerked his hands again. "Let me go!"
"If I do that then we can't have fun."
Well that was more calming then any sedative. Hikaru looked at him with big green pleading eyes. "I like fun."
Akira tossed the towel aside and smirked. "I'll bet you do."
Hikaru grinned and when Akira came close, he kissed him. Akira complied with this and kissed back.
Akira scooted down and sat across his lap and slid his hands up Hikaru's shirt, running his fingers across his sides. "Hmmm, you seem sleepy and warm."
"Well I was sleeping, what do you expect?" Hikaru groused, squirming a bit.
"It's always fun when you're half asleep." Akira smirked and scooted back further so he could slide his hands down Hikaru's drawstring pants. His lover made the most interesting sounds.
Hikaru squirmed and didn't disappoint. "Please..." He was already half-hard and his eyes were looking a little glazed.
"Where's the fun if I just pleasured you?"
He groaned. "Please...not that."
Akira grinned.
He took his time, planting soft, feather-like kisses along Hikaru's jaw, throat and collarbone, then he ducked under his loose shirt to keep up with the torture.
Hikaru was getting warmer, his breath hitching more often and his squirming was more pronounced. If only he could get some friction he could just come already!
Akira hummed a bit against his chest and licked along the definition of his muscles.
"Akiraaaa!" Hikaru whined.
"You never let me take my time with you."
Hikaru flailed again, accidentally whacking a wrist against the headboard. "Not fair!" He pouted.
He recieved a little nip of his right nipple, which made him moan loudly. Apparently he wasn't that put out.
Before long, Akira had made his way down to Hikaru's pants. He removed them and Hikaru squirmed expectantly. "Come on, come on." He urged.
"I don't think so."
Hikaru slammed his head into the pillow. "This is mean."
"This is fun." Akira countered and dipped his tongue into the ridge of Hikaru's hips.
There was more whining.
The hips were eliminated quickly and then Akira was onto his thighs. Hikaru was so hard it hurt and he kicked a foot against the mattress. "Just touch me a little!"
"I am." Akira said, licking behind his knee.
"Not there."
"I don't feel like that yet."
Hikaru groaned. Akira had been at this half an hour. This should be illegal!
Finally, Akira finished at his feet and satisfied, he removed his clothing.
"Yes!" Hikaru cried out, desperate for some attention on his poor neglected erection.
"Glad you're so enthusiastic." Akira told him and straddled his chest. He settled there and pet Hikaru's hair. "Open up."
Hikaru groaned but complied. If Akira wanted a blow job to get him off, well then he'd just have to give him the best damn blow job ever!
Leaning back, Akira let Hikaru take the lead, keeping one hand on the bed to steady him and the other on his lover's hair. Hikaru was extra enthusiastic and it felt fantastically mind blowing.
But he didn't want to come like that, so before long, he stopped Hikaru.
"Just touch me now please?!" Hikaru begged.
"Not so fast." Akira taunted and leaned forward so he was still hovering around his lover's head and produced some lube. He slicked up one of his fingers and eased it inside of himself - one of Hikaru's favourite jobs.
There was more whining. "What do I have to do to get you to touch me?"
"Be..." Akira paused to groan as he slid in a second. "Patient."
"I'm going to die here!" Hikaru complained.
Luckily it didn't take long because Akira was panting and flushed but best of all, he was prepared. He withdrew his fingers and borrowed Hikaru's shirt as a towel before sliding downward.
"YES!" Hikaru screamed as Akira lowered himself so he was impaled on his very hard arousal.
This was the very best part, in Hikaru's opinion. Akira squirmed a bit, shifting for that angle that would make them both scream and began to move.
His world exploded in a flash of white, red and then black.
Akira screamed as he came on Hikaru's stomach and when his wits came back about him, he looked down. His lover had reached his climax too alright, but he was out cold. He just smirked and removed the handcuffs before falling down next to him. He wondered how Hikaru would get his retribution.