Being an Adult is Saikou
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Title: Being an Adult is Saikou
Pairing: Juntoshi
Prompt:
Kink: In the Human Land, Kaibutsu-kun (Ohno) has much to learn. Matsumoto Jun, Kaibutsu-kun's Vampire tutor, teaches Kaibutsu-kun what being an adult means.
Extra: Ohno as the uke, finger-fucked and then dominated entirely by Jun - i.g. pounded face first into the mattress.
* Being an Adult is Saikou *
In a world far removed from the Human Realm, a Young Master by the named of Tarou Kaibutsu sulked in his antechamber.
Countless things irritated Tarou, but that day, one among the numerous annoyed him more than anything. Just that morning, he had once again confronted his father about being crowned.
"Papa! When will I be king!?" Tarou had bellowed, because it had been months since his return from the Human Land.
In answer, the tired King had flicked his staff and transformed his beastly son back into his human form of a young boy. Tarou tantrummed and unsuccessfully tried to pull off his colorful cap, but to no avail. "Tarou," the King had said, looking at the temperamental boy, "you are far from ready to be an adult."
So it was, Tarou sat in his room angry about the cap screwed on his head that successfully locked him in his weak human form. He couldn't use his powers. He couldn't stretch his arms, breathe fire, and change forms. He was utterly powerless.
"What's wrong, Young Master?" Jun Matsumoto asked when he entered the prince's antechamber and saw the adorable pout on his sweet master's face.
Tarou glared at the Vampire standing before him in all his sparkling glory: tall, black hair, gorgeous face and purple eyes, glistening fangs. It was as if his tutor was taunting him.
"You don't teach me anything useful!" he spat, standing to face the taller male. "You don't teach me about how to become an adult! I will never be king if you continue to tutor me!"
Jun raised an eyebrow at the rude tone. "That's not how you address me, Tarou," he murmured, his voice dangerously low.
But Tarou did not take the hint. All he saw was that his tutor did not fear him like his minions Dracula, Franken, and Werewolf did. Jun only continued to stare him down. Furious, Tarou raised his fist. That was the only thing he could do. "Leave! I don't want a lesson from you!" he shouted.
The Vampire did not.
The prince's fury rocketed at the disobedience. He flung his fist forward then, hoping to destroy that flawless face. In one swift motion, Jun caught his wrist and held it frighteningly tight. A grin turned the corners of his full lips as he watched the Young Master struggle to break out of his hold.
"Why not?" he started quietly, seductively. "Shall I teach you what it means to be an adult then?"
Immediately, the prince stopped struggling and gazed up at the Vampire in naive wonder. "You'll teach me?"
Jun's smiled at his adorable expression and reached down, around the smaller man. His free hand slipped down the back of Tarou's breeches until he touched bare skin. The Young Master and his body were brought closer together and the Vampire could feel his student tense at the touch. "An adult," he started quietly, "always accept what life throws at him."
"M-matsumoto!" Tarou started uncertainly, a little angry when he felt his tutor's fingers travel lower.
"An adult," Jun started again, this time more firmly, "accepts what life throws at him." And when a flushed Tarou melted against him, he knew he had only stopped the first protest.
Jun released the grip he had on the prince's wrist and shoved the Young Master back into the chair he had previously occupied, causing the three-legged furniture to teeter dangerously. Subsequently, he pulled Tarou's legs up into the air higher than his own head.
In one instant with the help of an unseen force, Tarou's boots, knee high red socks, and breeches were off, leaving his pale legs and bottom bare. When he looked at the Vampire in question, embarrassed at the nakedness, Jun continued, "Adults, Tarou, are aware of who they are. They understand themselves."
He sank on his knees before the master and raised one of Tarou's legs, exposing the smaller man in its entirety.
Because he could not take the humiliation, the prince opened his mouth. "I know who I am!" he objected.
But Jun ignored the comment and reached out to spread his cheeks. Once he found the puckering hole underneath, he said, "Look down here, Tarou. Do you know what this is?" He pressed a manicured finger against the pulsating heat.
A moan was ripped from the young prince's throat and he could not answer.
"Adults," Jun whispered, "will use this place to show how much they love one another." He caressed the pink flesh lovingly.
"Ah... ah..." Tarou could not stop the dreadful sound of pleasure that escaped his lips.
Jun drank in that sweet voice and his eyes moved to devour his Young Master's lovely, flushed demeanor. But the prince squirmed and the Vampire suddenly noticed that the smaller man was gripping the edges of his seat, afraid to fall off its confines.
His eyes hardened at the sight. Another idea crossed his mind, an idea that involved the prince's bedroom. "Would you like to experience what it is like to be an adult?" he asked his student.
Tarou met his lust-filled, deep violet eyes, and he could not give a negative even if he wanted to. "Yes," he answered. Though, he did not expect to be suddenly lifted off the chair and transported to his main chamber in one quick whirlwind.
By the time the smaller male had his wits together, he was already shoved into his own bed head first. "Matsumoto!" he began indignantly, this time more firmly since his tutor's hands were now off him. He struggled to raise himself from the sheets, but not in time before someone did it for him.
Jun was behind him on the bed and he lifted the small man easily unto his lap so that Tarou's back was pressed against his chest.
"Matsumoto!" Tarou began again in an effort to insert dominance, but the Vampire would not let him start.
Jun drew the small man's knees apart and his fingers found Tarou's hot entrance again without much trouble. "This is only the start to being an adult," he said and inserted a digit.
Tarou cried out softly, writhing but held in place by the stronger Vampire's arm. He could only reach out and clutch that arm around his middle as Jun began to move his finger. "Ma... tsu..." he gasped, gripping his tutor as if his life depended on it. He had never felt the sensations running through him before.
Jun leaned down and licked the back of his neck, just above his shirt's collar. "Tarou, how does it feel?" he asked. The prince refused to answer, so he pressed another digit into the already tight hole. "This is why you're still a child," he muttered over Tarou's following whine. "You're so cute, so naive, so fresh."
"Am... not..." Tarou panted, but his retort was cut off when the Vampire scissored his fingers. He struggled harder then, groaning and gasping in the hopes of blowing out the fire burning in his body. "Ah! Matsumoto! Please!"
Jun ignored his begging and bit down hard on his Young Master's neck, not to drink, but hold the man further in place as he forced his third digit in. Tarou cried out hoarsely.
"J-jun! Jun! S-stop... stop it. I can't... breathe..." he cried, but the man behind him only began to stretch him leisurely. Once he started to press back against the fingers, Jun reached up to cup his other hand over Tarou's mouth.
"Shh, Tarou! There's no going back now." And he subsequently moved his digits in and out of the smaller man, eliciting a satisfying sound in the process.
Because Tarou's sweet moans were muffled, Jun dropped his hand so he could hear the pleasurable noises his Young Master was making. Tarou's muscles clenched around him and he loved the way the prince's hot entrance sucked at his slick fingers.
"J-jun..." Tarou finally started again, brokenly.
That was when the Vampire noticed the tears streaming down his master's face. Rather than from pain, the Young Master could not deal with the heat that threatened to consume his body. He did not understand why he was burning from the inside out, and so he grasped his tutor's arm and sobbed, "I want... I..." not knowing what he really wanted from lack of experience.
But the taller man did.
He instantly pushed the Young Master off his lap and face first into the mattress. While Tarou fought to regain his breath and raise his head, feeling a deep loss at the missing contact, the Vampire shoved the prince's shirt up and off his body.
"Feeling better?" he asked, observing the glistening flushed skin underneath. But Tarou who had fallen forward again when his shirt had been forced over his head could not answer and he only tried to right himself. Jun used that moment to discard himself of his clothing. Tarou was just beginning to get on his elbows and knees when he finished.
Inserting control, the Vampire yanked the smaller man's legs off the mattress, causing the prince to topple once more with a high pitched squeak.
"Tarou," Jun continued from earlier, "to be an adult means to finish what you begin. We will finish what we started." He knelt between the prince's open thighs, but did not sit on his heels and was content to tower over the latter. As Tarou gripped the sheets beside his head, Jun lifted the smaller man's legs even higher to reach his waist and Tarou could not pull himself up.
The Vampire was in complete control and there was nothing the latter could do. He pressed his throbbing, painfully hard cock to the smaller man's pulsating entrance, and the prince immediately pushed back against him, wanting that contact but having no idea what was going on. "It's hot and hard," he breathed.
Jun grinned at the description of his shaft, his fangs exposed, and he reached around to grab hold of Tarou's own erection dripping with precome. "Yours is too." Instantly, Tarou realized what it was. He was stunned, and Jun used that second to push in.
"Aah!" the Young Master cried out as he stretched extensively more than before. He clutched the bedsheets in desperation.
Once inside, the feel of the young prince clenching around him caused Jun to lose his earlier self control. "You're so tight," he murmured, squeezing shut his eyes at the pleasure. He thrust in deeper and harder before the latter even adjusted, all the way in until the hilt. Tarou cried into the mattress.
Jun began moving in and out roughly, pulling out almost all the way before slamming himself back in. He immediately worked up a fast and hard rhythm, causing the smaller man's body to rock forward. Tarou screamed at his every thrust, muffled and hardly able to breathe through the bedsheets that were in his way. He had no power, and Jun had every bit of it. When his body trembled, the Vampire gripped his hips tightly and continued his onslaught. Jun pounded into him and the bed creaked violently as he fucked the man underneath him.
The fever went on, strengthened by their energy and desires of lust and passion. It did not stop even when tears streamed down Tarou's face, even when his voice cracked and turned hoarse. Not until, Jun leaned forward and clamped his fangs down on the prince's beckoning white neck as he neared his release. He did not suck out the blood, could not drink a royal's blood. He instead, reached a hand around Tarou to pump the smaller man's erection in attempt to make them orgasm together.
Finally, they came. Tarou spilled into the Vampire's hand while he was filled with the man's come. When Jun pulled out, his seeds dripped from the loosened hole, and he fell beside the exhausted smaller man before slowly reaching out to wipe the excess. He then turned the red-faced prince around.
Tarou's eyes were closed and he heaved for breath.
"Are you okay, Young Master?" Jun whispered, observing the difficulty and instantly regretting his roughness. He had not been gentle though it was only the prince's first time.
Tarou did not answer, instead continuing to try and regulate his breathing.
The Vampire sobered, raising his hand to touch the fang marks he had created on the man's beautifully smooth neck, then up to the adorable chubby cheeks he loved. "His majesty's right. It's probably too early for you to become an adult," he whispered.
Tarou caved instantly. He responded with a sound between a whine and groan, turning sideways to cuddle against Jun. The Vampire chuckled, ducking the rim of Tarou's cap, before pulling the smaller man closer until he could snuggly hold the latter against him.
"That's not true!" Tarou pouted against his collar bones. "I passed, didn't I!? I did well as an adult!" He glared up at his tutor and expected an answer.
Jun smiled sweetly down at his student and reached up to brush away the tear lines from his Young Master's face. "Not necessarily, but we can practice you being one every day after lessons," was his suggestion.
Tarou's face brightened immediately. He leapt to his feet in glee. "Being an adult is saikou!" he shouted, before his legs wobbled, refusing to hold him. And he fell down in a heap. Tarou was too naive to realize the reason. He stared in confusion at his feet and hands. "Why can't I stand!? Why!?"
Jun laughed, his heart bursting with affection for his adorable Young Master, before pushing the prince down and topping him. He kissed Tarou for the first time that night, completely stealing his breath away, and pulled the ruined covers over their tangled, naked forms.
In a world far removed from the Human Realm, a Young Master by the named of Tarou Kaibutsu took lessons on being an adult in his chamber.
* end *
Title: Being an Adult is Saikou
Pairing: Juntoshi
Prompt:
Kink: In the Human Land, Kaibutsu-kun (Ohno) has much to learn. Matsumoto Jun, Kaibutsu-kun's Vampire tutor, teaches Kaibutsu-kun what being an adult means.
Extra: Ohno as the uke, finger-fucked and then dominated entirely by Jun - i.g. pounded face first into the mattress.
* Being an Adult is Saikou *
In a world far removed from the Human Realm, a Young Master by the named of Tarou Kaibutsu sulked in his antechamber.
Countless things irritated Tarou, but that day, one among the numerous annoyed him more than anything. Just that morning, he had once again confronted his father about being crowned.
"Papa! When will I be king!?" Tarou had bellowed, because it had been months since his return from the Human Land.
In answer, the tired King had flicked his staff and transformed his beastly son back into his human form of a young boy. Tarou tantrummed and unsuccessfully tried to pull off his colorful cap, but to no avail. "Tarou," the King had said, looking at the temperamental boy, "you are far from ready to be an adult."
So it was, Tarou sat in his room angry about the cap screwed on his head that successfully locked him in his weak human form. He couldn't use his powers. He couldn't stretch his arms, breathe fire, and change forms. He was utterly powerless.
"What's wrong, Young Master?" Jun Matsumoto asked when he entered the prince's antechamber and saw the adorable pout on his sweet master's face.
Tarou glared at the Vampire standing before him in all his sparkling glory: tall, black hair, gorgeous face and purple eyes, glistening fangs. It was as if his tutor was taunting him.
"You don't teach me anything useful!" he spat, standing to face the taller male. "You don't teach me about how to become an adult! I will never be king if you continue to tutor me!"
Jun raised an eyebrow at the rude tone. "That's not how you address me, Tarou," he murmured, his voice dangerously low.
But Tarou did not take the hint. All he saw was that his tutor did not fear him like his minions Dracula, Franken, and Werewolf did. Jun only continued to stare him down. Furious, Tarou raised his fist. That was the only thing he could do. "Leave! I don't want a lesson from you!" he shouted.
The Vampire did not.
The prince's fury rocketed at the disobedience. He flung his fist forward then, hoping to destroy that flawless face. In one swift motion, Jun caught his wrist and held it frighteningly tight. A grin turned the corners of his full lips as he watched the Young Master struggle to break out of his hold.
"Why not?" he started quietly, seductively. "Shall I teach you what it means to be an adult then?"
Immediately, the prince stopped struggling and gazed up at the Vampire in naive wonder. "You'll teach me?"
Jun's smiled at his adorable expression and reached down, around the smaller man. His free hand slipped down the back of Tarou's breeches until he touched bare skin. The Young Master and his body were brought closer together and the Vampire could feel his student tense at the touch. "An adult," he started quietly, "always accept what life throws at him."
"M-matsumoto!" Tarou started uncertainly, a little angry when he felt his tutor's fingers travel lower.
"An adult," Jun started again, this time more firmly, "accepts what life throws at him." And when a flushed Tarou melted against him, he knew he had only stopped the first protest.
Jun released the grip he had on the prince's wrist and shoved the Young Master back into the chair he had previously occupied, causing the three-legged furniture to teeter dangerously. Subsequently, he pulled Tarou's legs up into the air higher than his own head.
In one instant with the help of an unseen force, Tarou's boots, knee high red socks, and breeches were off, leaving his pale legs and bottom bare. When he looked at the Vampire in question, embarrassed at the nakedness, Jun continued, "Adults, Tarou, are aware of who they are. They understand themselves."
He sank on his knees before the master and raised one of Tarou's legs, exposing the smaller man in its entirety.
Because he could not take the humiliation, the prince opened his mouth. "I know who I am!" he objected.
But Jun ignored the comment and reached out to spread his cheeks. Once he found the puckering hole underneath, he said, "Look down here, Tarou. Do you know what this is?" He pressed a manicured finger against the pulsating heat.
A moan was ripped from the young prince's throat and he could not answer.
"Adults," Jun whispered, "will use this place to show how much they love one another." He caressed the pink flesh lovingly.
"Ah... ah..." Tarou could not stop the dreadful sound of pleasure that escaped his lips.
Jun drank in that sweet voice and his eyes moved to devour his Young Master's lovely, flushed demeanor. But the prince squirmed and the Vampire suddenly noticed that the smaller man was gripping the edges of his seat, afraid to fall off its confines.
His eyes hardened at the sight. Another idea crossed his mind, an idea that involved the prince's bedroom. "Would you like to experience what it is like to be an adult?" he asked his student.
Tarou met his lust-filled, deep violet eyes, and he could not give a negative even if he wanted to. "Yes," he answered. Though, he did not expect to be suddenly lifted off the chair and transported to his main chamber in one quick whirlwind.
By the time the smaller male had his wits together, he was already shoved into his own bed head first. "Matsumoto!" he began indignantly, this time more firmly since his tutor's hands were now off him. He struggled to raise himself from the sheets, but not in time before someone did it for him.
Jun was behind him on the bed and he lifted the small man easily unto his lap so that Tarou's back was pressed against his chest.
"Matsumoto!" Tarou began again in an effort to insert dominance, but the Vampire would not let him start.
Jun drew the small man's knees apart and his fingers found Tarou's hot entrance again without much trouble. "This is only the start to being an adult," he said and inserted a digit.
Tarou cried out softly, writhing but held in place by the stronger Vampire's arm. He could only reach out and clutch that arm around his middle as Jun began to move his finger. "Ma... tsu..." he gasped, gripping his tutor as if his life depended on it. He had never felt the sensations running through him before.
Jun leaned down and licked the back of his neck, just above his shirt's collar. "Tarou, how does it feel?" he asked. The prince refused to answer, so he pressed another digit into the already tight hole. "This is why you're still a child," he muttered over Tarou's following whine. "You're so cute, so naive, so fresh."
"Am... not..." Tarou panted, but his retort was cut off when the Vampire scissored his fingers. He struggled harder then, groaning and gasping in the hopes of blowing out the fire burning in his body. "Ah! Matsumoto! Please!"
Jun ignored his begging and bit down hard on his Young Master's neck, not to drink, but hold the man further in place as he forced his third digit in. Tarou cried out hoarsely.
"J-jun! Jun! S-stop... stop it. I can't... breathe..." he cried, but the man behind him only began to stretch him leisurely. Once he started to press back against the fingers, Jun reached up to cup his other hand over Tarou's mouth.
"Shh, Tarou! There's no going back now." And he subsequently moved his digits in and out of the smaller man, eliciting a satisfying sound in the process.
Because Tarou's sweet moans were muffled, Jun dropped his hand so he could hear the pleasurable noises his Young Master was making. Tarou's muscles clenched around him and he loved the way the prince's hot entrance sucked at his slick fingers.
"J-jun..." Tarou finally started again, brokenly.
That was when the Vampire noticed the tears streaming down his master's face. Rather than from pain, the Young Master could not deal with the heat that threatened to consume his body. He did not understand why he was burning from the inside out, and so he grasped his tutor's arm and sobbed, "I want... I..." not knowing what he really wanted from lack of experience.
But the taller man did.
He instantly pushed the Young Master off his lap and face first into the mattress. While Tarou fought to regain his breath and raise his head, feeling a deep loss at the missing contact, the Vampire shoved the prince's shirt up and off his body.
"Feeling better?" he asked, observing the glistening flushed skin underneath. But Tarou who had fallen forward again when his shirt had been forced over his head could not answer and he only tried to right himself. Jun used that moment to discard himself of his clothing. Tarou was just beginning to get on his elbows and knees when he finished.
Inserting control, the Vampire yanked the smaller man's legs off the mattress, causing the prince to topple once more with a high pitched squeak.
"Tarou," Jun continued from earlier, "to be an adult means to finish what you begin. We will finish what we started." He knelt between the prince's open thighs, but did not sit on his heels and was content to tower over the latter. As Tarou gripped the sheets beside his head, Jun lifted the smaller man's legs even higher to reach his waist and Tarou could not pull himself up.
The Vampire was in complete control and there was nothing the latter could do. He pressed his throbbing, painfully hard cock to the smaller man's pulsating entrance, and the prince immediately pushed back against him, wanting that contact but having no idea what was going on. "It's hot and hard," he breathed.
Jun grinned at the description of his shaft, his fangs exposed, and he reached around to grab hold of Tarou's own erection dripping with precome. "Yours is too." Instantly, Tarou realized what it was. He was stunned, and Jun used that second to push in.
"Aah!" the Young Master cried out as he stretched extensively more than before. He clutched the bedsheets in desperation.
Once inside, the feel of the young prince clenching around him caused Jun to lose his earlier self control. "You're so tight," he murmured, squeezing shut his eyes at the pleasure. He thrust in deeper and harder before the latter even adjusted, all the way in until the hilt. Tarou cried into the mattress.
Jun began moving in and out roughly, pulling out almost all the way before slamming himself back in. He immediately worked up a fast and hard rhythm, causing the smaller man's body to rock forward. Tarou screamed at his every thrust, muffled and hardly able to breathe through the bedsheets that were in his way. He had no power, and Jun had every bit of it. When his body trembled, the Vampire gripped his hips tightly and continued his onslaught. Jun pounded into him and the bed creaked violently as he fucked the man underneath him.
The fever went on, strengthened by their energy and desires of lust and passion. It did not stop even when tears streamed down Tarou's face, even when his voice cracked and turned hoarse. Not until, Jun leaned forward and clamped his fangs down on the prince's beckoning white neck as he neared his release. He did not suck out the blood, could not drink a royal's blood. He instead, reached a hand around Tarou to pump the smaller man's erection in attempt to make them orgasm together.
Finally, they came. Tarou spilled into the Vampire's hand while he was filled with the man's come. When Jun pulled out, his seeds dripped from the loosened hole, and he fell beside the exhausted smaller man before slowly reaching out to wipe the excess. He then turned the red-faced prince around.
Tarou's eyes were closed and he heaved for breath.
"Are you okay, Young Master?" Jun whispered, observing the difficulty and instantly regretting his roughness. He had not been gentle though it was only the prince's first time.
Tarou did not answer, instead continuing to try and regulate his breathing.
The Vampire sobered, raising his hand to touch the fang marks he had created on the man's beautifully smooth neck, then up to the adorable chubby cheeks he loved. "His majesty's right. It's probably too early for you to become an adult," he whispered.
Tarou caved instantly. He responded with a sound between a whine and groan, turning sideways to cuddle against Jun. The Vampire chuckled, ducking the rim of Tarou's cap, before pulling the smaller man closer until he could snuggly hold the latter against him.
"That's not true!" Tarou pouted against his collar bones. "I passed, didn't I!? I did well as an adult!" He glared up at his tutor and expected an answer.
Jun smiled sweetly down at his student and reached up to brush away the tear lines from his Young Master's face. "Not necessarily, but we can practice you being one every day after lessons," was his suggestion.
Tarou's face brightened immediately. He leapt to his feet in glee. "Being an adult is saikou!" he shouted, before his legs wobbled, refusing to hold him. And he fell down in a heap. Tarou was too naive to realize the reason. He stared in confusion at his feet and hands. "Why can't I stand!? Why!?"
Jun laughed, his heart bursting with affection for his adorable Young Master, before pushing the prince down and topping him. He kissed Tarou for the first time that night, completely stealing his breath away, and pulled the ruined covers over their tangled, naked forms.
In a world far removed from the Human Realm, a Young Master by the named of Tarou Kaibutsu took lessons on being an adult in his chamber.
* end *