Here Kitty, Kitty [3/???]
anonymous
July 8 2011, 07:16:51 UTC
“What do you-? “ Kida started, still panting and making no effort to get off of the couch where he was lying. Not that he would have been able to get up with the information broker now looming over him.
Those damn fingers were back, first feathering down along his spine before they were once more on his… tail. He stiffened almost immediately, the pleasure erupting like sparks where the fingers made contact. Arousal started to paint his cheeks a heated red.
“You know, Masaomi-kun, that the female lifts her tail and offers herself..,” that silky, devious voice entered his ears once again. Too close. Much too close. And with that damn hand stroking again…
“I… I…’m not…” he tried to protest amidst pants and pleasured whimpers as that hand continued to work, leaving him in a haze of pleasure. He was no female cat in heat! He hadn’t even asked for this! His fists clenched into the couch, trying to fight the waves of pleasure. That other hand, which had been propping the informant up went to work once more, stroking his sides, tweaking pert nipples, brushing dangerously near his rapidly hardening cock.
“Oh, come on, Masaomi-kun…” Izaya murmured, voice smug and already reveling in assumed victory. The hand stroking his tail now moving dangerously close to the boys entrance, only teasing him further and wracking him with more waves of pleasure.
“It will make things much easier…” Those lips ghosted over the back of Kida’s neck now, right along the ends of his hair, sending a shudder through his whole body. The informant continued to pepper the areas with kisses, letting his lips linger on the skin occasionally. As this treatment continued, the other hand ran down his side and attached to the blonde’s hips. Kida whimpered and moaned in pleasure as these ministrations continued, causing his tail to begin twitching and thrashing once again.
“Though I suppose you’d have to be pinned first..,” the elder murmured against his skin, almost as if talking to himself. Then the light kisses turned into the lips attaching to the skin of the back of Kida’s neck, somewhere between a light nip and an attempt to make a mark. Whatever it was, Izaya seemed intent to keep him stuck between he and the leather of the couch.
The reaction of his own body was an almost instantaneous stiffening before the thrashing tail fell to the side, revealing his puckered opening to the man on top of him. His body was giving in, handing himself over willingly to the other. And he hated every moment of it, and hated even more the waves of pleasure that came from the ministrations.
“Ah, good…” Victory rang in his voice as his lips came unattached from Kida’s neck once the desired result had been reached. It was followed by a hand being shoved in the blonde’s face, fingers at the ready.
“I advise you suck on these, Masaomi-kun. Unless you want me to go in dry..,” he chuckled arrogantly, and Kida could almost imagine the predatory, mocking glint in those ruby eyes as he opened his mouth and began to wet the other’s fingers, thankful those rings seemed to have been removed earlier.
It was only a few moments before those fingers were yanked out of his mouth. There was no surprise when that hand found its way to Kida’s ass. Izaya wasted no time in inserting the first finger, causing Kida to yelp and stiffen. A second finger soon joined the first, and those fingers scissored, stretching and stroking and causing Kida to thrash under him to no avail. The informant just pressed down against him, using his position and weight to keep the aroused teenager down on the couch, pinned underneath him.
Finally, the third finger was added and Kida whimpered, before trying to bite his lip. Trying to deny the other the sounds he longed to hear, which let him know the power he had over the other. The coppery tinge of blood dripped onto his tongue as his efforts continued, trying to fight the waves of pleasure those fingers were causing.
Golden eyes widened when those fingers were suddenly removed and the familiar sound of a zipper being undone graced both human and cat ears.
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Another update! :D Enjoy the horrible smut >< Almost done!
Those damn fingers were back, first feathering down along his spine before they were once more on his… tail. He stiffened almost immediately, the pleasure erupting like sparks where the fingers made contact. Arousal started to paint his cheeks a heated red.
“You know, Masaomi-kun, that the female lifts her tail and offers herself..,” that silky, devious voice entered his ears once again. Too close. Much too close. And with that damn hand stroking again…
“I… I…’m not…” he tried to protest amidst pants and pleasured whimpers as that hand continued to work, leaving him in a haze of pleasure. He was no female cat in heat! He hadn’t even asked for this! His fists clenched into the couch, trying to fight the waves of pleasure. That other hand, which had been propping the informant up went to work once more, stroking his sides, tweaking pert nipples, brushing dangerously near his rapidly hardening cock.
“Oh, come on, Masaomi-kun…” Izaya murmured, voice smug and already reveling in assumed victory. The hand stroking his tail now moving dangerously close to the boys entrance, only teasing him further and wracking him with more waves of pleasure.
“It will make things much easier…” Those lips ghosted over the back of Kida’s neck now, right along the ends of his hair, sending a shudder through his whole body. The informant continued to pepper the areas with kisses, letting his lips linger on the skin occasionally. As this treatment continued, the other hand ran down his side and attached to the blonde’s hips. Kida whimpered and moaned in pleasure as these ministrations continued, causing his tail to begin twitching and thrashing once again.
“Though I suppose you’d have to be pinned first..,” the elder murmured against his skin, almost as if talking to himself. Then the light kisses turned into the lips attaching to the skin of the back of Kida’s neck, somewhere between a light nip and an attempt to make a mark. Whatever it was, Izaya seemed intent to keep him stuck between he and the leather of the couch.
The reaction of his own body was an almost instantaneous stiffening before the thrashing tail fell to the side, revealing his puckered opening to the man on top of him. His body was giving in, handing himself over willingly to the other. And he hated every moment of it, and hated even more the waves of pleasure that came from the ministrations.
“Ah, good…” Victory rang in his voice as his lips came unattached from Kida’s neck once the desired result had been reached. It was followed by a hand being shoved in the blonde’s face, fingers at the ready.
“I advise you suck on these, Masaomi-kun. Unless you want me to go in dry..,” he chuckled arrogantly, and Kida could almost imagine the predatory, mocking glint in those ruby eyes as he opened his mouth and began to wet the other’s fingers, thankful those rings seemed to have been removed earlier.
It was only a few moments before those fingers were yanked out of his mouth. There was no surprise when that hand found its way to Kida’s ass. Izaya wasted no time in inserting the first finger, causing Kida to yelp and stiffen. A second finger soon joined the first, and those fingers scissored, stretching and stroking and causing Kida to thrash under him to no avail. The informant just pressed down against him, using his position and weight to keep the aroused teenager down on the couch, pinned underneath him.
Finally, the third finger was added and Kida whimpered, before trying to bite his lip. Trying to deny the other the sounds he longed to hear, which let him know the power he had over the other. The coppery tinge of blood dripped onto his tongue as his efforts continued, trying to fight the waves of pleasure those fingers were causing.
Golden eyes widened when those fingers were suddenly removed and the familiar sound of a zipper being undone graced both human and cat ears.
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Another update! :D Enjoy the horrible smut >< Almost done!
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