[fic] Pillar Pair gets Pwned
Title: Piller Pair gets Pwned
Author: crimson_raining
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 922
Pairings: tentacle x Tezuka Kunimitsu, tentacle x Echizen Ryoma
Warning: Tentacle Squick Fic, pointless pr0n
Beta: fauxfoxus
Summary: written for the anon kink meme, Previous victims tentacles can be found here.
Disclaimer: I am a poor Canadian, I couldn't own it if I tried.
It started out as a sharp pain that slowly dwindled to a dull throb as pleasure began to take its place. Slick vines held his legs wide as two of them penetrated him roughly, working themselves deeper and deeper inside of him. Tezuka groaned, low in the back of his throat, trying to stop himself from thrusting back against the tentacles. He couldn’t stop his hips from moving though, needing . . . something, needing more.
Suddenly his vision went blurry; one of the vines had snaked up his chest up to his ear then wrapped itself around the arm of his glasses before tugging them off his face. He blinked a few times; being unable to see much of the clubroom before him was highly unnerving but it only seemed to add to his arousal. His breath was now coming in short, quick pants, a mixture of panic and desperate need.
When the tip of the vine that was wrapped tight around his straining erection began to toy with the slit of his member he shuddered and could not contain his moan. As another slick tentacle that felt far too much like a tongue ran along the vein on the underside of his cock all reason abandoned him, leaving him a slave to his pure animalistic need. He thrust blindly against the vines, not sure if he was going backwards to force them deeper into him or forwards as he tried to gain more friction.
As he came closer and closer to completion he became more aware of the other touches across his body; the way the tentacles toyed and pulled at his nipples, others running along his chest, caressing him provocatively and another, feeling extraordinarily moist and tongue like, curling around his ear before working its way down his jaw line until it stroked his lips and quickly slid inside his open mouth. The slick vine was sweet against his tongue, the syrup-like ooze it secreted tasted like some kind of nectar. He slid his tongue along the invading tentacle, wanting to taste it more.
The two vines that had worked themselves within him now pressed against something that made him scream out in pleasure, the intensity of the sensation far beyond anything he had ever felt before. It shot up his spine and sent his head reeling; now aware only of the pleasure he was being given. The tentacles pumped in and out of him faster now, each time hitting that spot that made him cry wordlessly in ecstasy. The vine around his cock now moved in time with the two thrusting inside him and Tezuka couldn’t last any longer. He came hard, shuddering as tremors racked his body at his release.
As he slumped to the floor, Tezuka became aware of the feel of eyes watching him avidly. Still unable to see much due to the loss of his glasses, when he turned his head he could only make out the vague silhouette of a person standing just inside the doorway. Judging by the height and the blur of white and blue it could only be one of two people, Fuji or Echizen. The way that they lingered at the door and didn’t say anything lead Tezuka to believe it was Echizen not their resident tensai.
Rolling onto his back, as he didn’t like the way his ass was exposed, he tried to find his glasses on the ground around him; completely forgetting that they had been removed and did not simply fall off. It seemed that his brain wasn’t quite functioning normally as he didn’t notice that he was now giving the younger boy a most likely unsettling view of his crotch and come covered stomach. Breathing heavily, he tried to warn the younger boy but found that he couldn’t even form a coherent word.
“B-buchou!” Echizen’s voice was a high pitch as he ran to Tezuka’s side, not noticing anything save for his buchou’s disheveled state. Tezuka could hear the fear in the younger boy’s voice and he could feel how his hands trembled as they touched his shoulders hesitantly. He shook his head slightly, trying in vain to somehow communicate to the first year that he shouldn’t be here. The message didn’t get through to the younger boy, as Echizen seemed to become even more distraught at the action.
Grabbing onto one of Echizen’s hands that had his shoulder in a tight grasp, Tezuka stilled the boy’s frantic attempts to shake him into a higher state of awareness. He had to squint in order to see the first year’s fearful face, as a cause of this he didn’t know if Echizen had tears in his eyes for real or if that was just his mind playing tricks on him. Either way, because he was concentrating so hard on the younger boy’s face he didn’t notice the green blur impending on his peripheral vision until it was too late.
Echizen’s startled squeak as the vine slithered up underneath his shirt and wrapped around his waist would be forever imbedded into Tezuka’s memory along with the small amount of guilt for not getting the younger boy out of the room in time. Echizen clung to Tezuka’s chest tightly, pulling himself flush against the older boy in a desperate attempt to be sheltered from the vines now pulling at his clothes and winding around his body. Tezuka could only wrap his arms around the trembling boy as he whimpered and moaned as the vines ravaged his small body.
. . . does anyone want me to continue this?