and doesn't the number six sound a lot like...? ;*
Oh my, everyone has been so patient. I take such a long time to hit my "peak," if you will, so I apologize for the delay!
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART SIXAs all you charming little anonymous know, in this very post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing from Persona 4 and whatever astoundingly perverse or adorably ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART SIXAs all you charming little anonymous know, in this very post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing from Persona 4 and whatever astoundingly perverse or adorably ( Read more... )
And that was one of the reasons Souji loved Yosuke so goddamn much. He always gave Souji what he needed, often before Souji even realized he needed it in the first place; it was a skill he’d honed and perfected over the time they’d known each other.
Of course Souji knew what Yosuke needed too. He wasn’t nearly as good at Yosuke at figuring it out beforehand but he knew what to do when he had his partner in front of him. Like now: every fiber in Yosuke’s body screamed for Souji’s steady hand - and for release, sure, but that fell far behind his need to be led and be good. And fuck if that wasn’t the hottest thing Souji knew. He thrived on the sense of power - be it gentle and guiding or painful and absolute - and the knowledge of the depth of Yosuke’s trust in him.
Souji felt blessed, truly blessed right then for Yosuke letting him claim him and love him, and for every little thing he got in return. A sense of vertigo came over him, making him sway on his feet for a second at the intensity of the emotions burning through him. His chest felt too tight; his head buzzed as he watched Yosuke obey him, laying down on the couch as he’d been told, digging his heels into the upholstery and lifting his ass while unbuttoning his jeans, tugging them and briefs down to his knees. A look of relief came over his face as his cock sprung free. It was just as hard as Souji had imagined, the head a deep red and slick enough to leave a smear of precome on Yosuke’s belly.
Souji watched him bite his lip, his hands probably itching with the need to jack off but instead kept in tight fists by his sides as he straightened out and hung his head over the edge of the couch. He stared at Souji upside down, his eyes begging him to get over there; to kneel in front of him; to fuck his mouth.
He had no problem accommodating Yosuke and hurriedly pulled his pants down to his ankles so he’d be able to spread his knees before sinking down by Yosuke’s head. He ran his hands over his chest, slid them over just-visible ribs, rubbed them over small, stiff nipples, which drew a groan and made his hands halt. He took the nipples between his fingers and pinched, teasingly light at first but soon tight enough for Yosuke to hiss between his teeth, tugging on them, twisting them - not letting up until Yosuke’s mouth fell open with a pained ‘hah’, when he instead gripped Yosuke’s chin with one hand, cradled the back of his head with the other and shoved his cock back into Yosuke’s mouth, giving him one shallow thrust to get over the shock before pushing deep.
This time the angle was perfect, the head of his cock slipping into Yosuke’s throat without effort, and it was Souji’s turn to hiss at the sensation - the incredible tightness, that perfect heat. It sent sparks through his body sharp enough for him to nearly jolt. He did hunch over; the hand on Yosuke’s chin slipped down to his throat to rest there, right above the collar.
Yosuke was a good little cocksucker. If the circumstances were right he could easily take all of Souji without gagging, let him fuck his throat, and swallow him down when he came without spilling a drop, so it was without hesitation Souji thrust forward until Yosuke’s lips were wrapped around the base of his cock and a good couple of inches were buried in his throat.
“I can feel it, you know,” Souji murmured, “here…” He squeezed Yosuke’s throat lightly. “I can feel me.”
Yosuke wouldn’t have been able to reply even if he wanted to. His fists tightened though, and his hips rose ever so slightly from the couch.
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“Yeah…” Souji stroked Yosuke’s throat gently, his fingers slipping back and forth over leather and metal. “I’m gonna come down it.” Another whimper. “Now be a good bitch and take it.” And with that Souji started thrusting; slowly letting his cock slide in and out of Yosuke’s mouth, pushing down his throat with every roll of his hips. He gave him a second to suck down a breath between his thrusts at first, heard them getting shakier and shakier, but soon sped up, taking Yosuke’s head in a steady grip and fucking his mouth none too gently. “Oh yes, that’s it. That’s it… Keep your tongue flat like that.”
Yosuke did gag a couple of times, when Souji relaxed his grip to let Yosuke’s teeth slide over the length of his cock - but kept still, showed no sign of wanting to break it off. It was hard to see from the upside down angle but Souji studied his face best he could and was able to catch him blinking away a few stray tears, could see saliva overflowing his mouth, rivulets of clear fluid running down his cheeks, streaking his face so beautifully Souji couldn’t help but pick up the pace. He felt his orgasm build rapidly, his balls tightening, his cock twitching and making Yosuke gag again. “Fuck, you look hot. You’re so-shit, I’ll come just from looking at you. Touch yourself, Yosuke. Jerk off. Come with me.”
Yosuke swallowed around his cock in reply, consciously or not, Souji had no idea, and his hand flew to his cock, fisting it hard, quick, jerky pulls that set off his hips again; thrusting up into his hand, fucking it while Souji fucked his mouth and the sight of it was just too much.
Souji nearly doubled over when he came, shoved as deep as was possible into Yosuke’s mouth, and let out a long, almost pained groan that ended in a quiet, high-pitched whine. He kept jerking his hips forward despite being already fully buried, his grip on Yosuke’s chin so tight it probably hurt, as he emptied himself down his throat.
As his orgasm ebbed away he realized he was still whining and it took him a moment to shut himself up, then another couple of seconds to let up his vice grip and pull out, a stream of saliva following and wetting Yosuke’s face even more as he desperately sucked down air - he didn’t make a single noise besides his harsh breathing as his orgasm hit him.
He came hard enough for it to spatter his neck.
Souji nearly found himself wanting to shove his cock back into Yosuke’s mouth just from the sight of it. All of Yosuke was the sweetest sight right now. He was an absolute mess: enough saliva running down his face to wet his hair; specks and streaks of come staining him from groin to throat, his chest and neck and face flushed a deep, deep red.
He was absolutely beautiful - the prettiest mess Souji had seen in a long time, giving his afterglow such a boost he almost laughed. Instead he sank back on his heels and lifted Yosuke’s head up, letting up the strain on his neck. He gently wiped his face with a sleeve, gingerly brushed tears from his lashes with a fingertip. “See..? Pretty boys do get messed up. Pretty badly.”
Yosuke gave him a weak upside down smile. “Yeah,” he croaked.
Souji took another round of wiping Yosuke’s face off. God, there was so much spit! It was almost ridiculous. He’d even gotten some in his nose and Souji made him blow it in his sleeve, made sure he could breathe properly. “You ok?”
“Never been better.” Yosuke’s laugh was hoarse and cracked.
Souji snorted quietly. “Here.” He unsteadily got to his feet, tugged his ruined shirt off, kicked the pants bunched around his ankles off as well and offered Yosuke his hands to help him sit up.
“Thanks.” Yosuke was still smiling as he made himself comfortable, even though he wasn’t meeting Souji’s eyes and instead looking down at himself, his hand coming up to wipe the come off his chest.
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When he felt he’d caught as much of it as he could, he hooked his finger in the ring on Yosuke’s collar, craned his neck and kissed him, pushing into his mouth with a come-coated tongue and wiping it off. The pleased little noises Yosuke made as they kissed made the glow flare up even more and spread up into Souji’s chest. He smiled against Yosuke’s lips, tugged him a little closer and kissed him harder when he felt him swallow, and didn’t pull back until there was only a faint taste left on his tongue.
He caught Yosuke’s eyes, still wet around the edges but smiling along with his mouth.
“I love you, you know.”
Yosuke’s smile grew wide enough to show teeth. “I love you too, despite being a sadistic prick.”
“You love me because I’m a sadistic prick.”
“…Maybe.”
“Besides, you should watch your mouth, pretty boy, or else I might have to plug it shut again.”
Mischief and a faint hint of arousal sparked into life in Yosuke’s eyes.
“Well… Pretty boys are meant to be messed up, after all.”
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Seriously, that was amazing. It's so hard to find quality D/s fic like this. The emotions, the fluff, the sex, it's all just ngh *_* If I could, I would pay you for this, ngl.
And only Yosuke would be able to keep headphones working that long. Too bad about the red jeans, though XD
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Your comment is payment enough, trust me.
Well, it's to be expected when one spends so much time on one's knees. I'm sure Souji has to buy him new jeans all the time these days. XD
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this was amazing, writer!anon. ♥
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I cried, negl [happy tears, of course~] Sobbed like a fucking baby~ It was just THAT awesome. Like, I can't place enough emphasis on how REAL this is. It's so hard to find a D/s fic that lives up to the real thing. The love behind all the violence~ You did that so perfectly. Any time I ever have to explain D/s and the relationship behind it to anyone, I'm linking them this fic.
And not to mention it was hot as all fuck! 8D
This sub tips her hat to you, good writer!anon~ ♥
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I'm really happy you liked it so much. Warms my heart. :)
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