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PART 6

Dec 24, 2010 21:21

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The Greater Prize 22/26 Smut End anonymous March 21 2011, 22:11:57 UTC

"There, it's not that bad, is it?"

"It's okay, I guess."

Kida surveyed the view. Heavy blush? - Check. No shirt? - Check. Pants unzipped? - Check. Hands tied up with a belt, appeasing his bondage kink? - Double check.

"Don't worry, if you want, next time you can tie me up with your love, my dear Mikado~"

"You're as funny as ever, I see."

"You're as horny as ever."

He was pleased to see Mikado shut up quickly after that.

He went back to his work. Mikado's belt was secured, holding the boy's hands together above his head. He'd wrapped them around one of the legs of the table, for extra security. He had popped the button of his pants open, and unzipped them. With his shirt gone, he could see the dark blue boxers under the Raira's light blue pants.

"Do you want to keep them on, or take them off?"

"Uh, oh, take them off?"

Kida obeyed the request, shimmying the pants off his friend. He would have never guessed how adventurous Mikado would be in bed...well, he had, but fantasies didn't count, did they? Not that it mattered. It was happening, and that was what mattered. Finally, after so many nights of having to change his boxers after those embarrassingly vivid dreams (very, very vivid he could still recall them on demand), he was going to get what he wanted.

Mikado had shut his eyes again. It was alright. Kida mused that it was probably super embarrassing to watch yourself get a handjob. But that was okay to him, because it was just so cute and so like Mikado at the same time. With those thoughts in mind, he peeled back Mikado's boxers.

The last (and only) time he'd seen Mikado naked had been when they were so small, that he could barely remember the incident. The only thing he remembered, in fact, was that Mikado had run screaming from the room. Why that particular thought? Probably because he had been half-deaf for a few days afterwords.

He'd never been allowed to bathe with Mikado again.

"Ah, Mikado, it's so cute!~"

"S-shut up."

He peeked his boyfriend's cheek, simultaneously rubbing his thumb along Mikado's erection. Mikado shuddered, his hands twitching under the control of the belt. His eyes were screwed tight, his mouth open. The scene looked straight out of one of Erika's yaoi mangas (uh, not that he had seen any, of course. Nope, his teenage curiosity be damned he hadn't looked!)

He hummed, adding more pressure. Mikado's hips slammed up, moving his hand up and back down. He smirked. Impatient little boyfriend. Not wanting to disappoint, he started shuffling his hands up and down, up and down, occasionally fondling the tip, sometimes ignoring it altogether, causing his Mikado to let out harsh grunts.

"What, not a moaner?"

"Go die."

He let the comment slide - for the moment. If Mikado was like him at all, he'd be close to coming, and Kida didn't want to miss a moment of it. He picked up the pace, noticing the frequency of the high-pitched wines emitting from the back of Mikado's throat. With one particularly fast stroke, Mikado came.

Kida smiled. A red-faced, bound, after-orgasm Mikado was a really, really cute Mikado. He kissed him on the lips, saying, "How was it?"

"Good."

"Good." Kida pinched his fingers together, rolling the fluid between them. What would it taste like? He brought his fingers to his lips, smelling it first, before letting his tongue snake out and experimentally lick at it.

"Oh god, ew, that tastes disgusting."

Mikado glared at him. He had the good grace to blush. "Oops, sorry Mikado. I didn't mean it!"

"Sure you didn't." Mikado rolled his eyes, his own face returning to its normal color. "Could you let me go now?"

Kida thought about it. Well, for a few seconds, then he just shrugged. "Not on your life."

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