Taste for Leather: Blind Submission (Part B)
You guys get first dibs! I just finished the second part of TfL:BS; blame it on the insomnia. I was on a roll, I can't believe I finished it!! Anyhoo, hope you guys enjoy this. ^_^
DISCLAIMER: YAMANE-SENSEI OWNS ALL VF CHARACTERS; ME, I'M JUST AN OBSESSED AND NAUGHTY FAN!!
Taste for Leather: Blind Submission (Part B)
Rated: NC17
Written by: goldfinch3
As tempted as he was to continue-he had a boy to satisfy, so with some effort he stopped what they had been doing.
Grabbing onto slender fingers, he led Akihito towards the leather couch he’d previously occupied and sat him down. Hazel eyes, glazed with the beginnings of passion looked inquisitively at him, but he only answered the unvoiced question with a smile.
Some of the items he needed he already had delivered, but the rest required for him to make a call-it was for his boy, so it had to be the best. Grabbing a robe he quickly donned it, feeling eyes on him as he moved around. Moving to the living room he picked up his suit, extracting his phone from the pocket. After placing the order-adding an extra tip to have the items delivered in minutes-he headed towards the simple, yet elegant box that had been placed unobtrusively beside the door. With the box in his hands, he walked back into his bedroom a little surprised that his boy had yet to move from his position; maybe he was still a little passion drunk, and just a tiny bit embarrassed.
Placing the box on the nightstand beside the couch, he removed the top. Seated inside the box, atop a red silk cushion was a pair of leather cuffs, a thin 2” silver chain connecting the two; the clasps like the chain was polished silver. Next to it, lay a black velvet blindfold, and finally a leather cock ring.
The blind fold came out first; thick and yet so soft, it caressed his skin as he grabbed it. Surprised eyes met his gaze, before straying to what he held. His Akihito pulled back, passion and uncertainty warring in the pretty gaze but Asami placed a kiss on slightly parted lips before he covered those rebellious eyes with the blindfold. He murmured; spoke soft words to ease his boy’s incertitude as he placed the cuffs gently on the thin wrists, bound at the back. Asami then lowered the zipper of the shorts Akihito wore and pulled out the hard cock from its confines.
His boy was already shivering, and he licked the tip of the flared crown, stimulating with his hand. Once standing proud and erect, he clasped the leather cock ring at the base. His boy was ready for his reward, now it was a matter of waiting on the other items to arrive. As if beckoned by his thoughts, his doorbell rang-Akira’s familiar knock following a second later.
He opened the door, Akira standing tall and dangerous with a small metal cart beside him. With only a slight bow, the cart was pushed in just inside the door-Asami pulling it all the way in as Akira walked a few steps away from the door, facing Asami’s private elevator; like a good bodyguard should. Asami closed and locked the door and moved towards the bedroom, pushing the cart noiselessly before him.
Akihito’s head was tilted, alert to all the sounds he was making as he uncovered the dishes covered by the lids. One held vanilla ice cream with a hint of honey, the next one was fresh strawberries, and the last was chocolates laced with liquer. Everything was designed to stimulate his boy’s senses.
Scooping the ice cream, he pressed it against Akihito’s mouth; there was a slight pause before the lush mouth opened accepting the treat. Asami kissed the corner of Akihito’s mouth. He followed this with a strawberry, tracing the shape of his boy’s lips before sliding it between them; his boy taking a bite. Asami licked the side of Akihito’s jaw. Then he held the chocolate beneath the fine nose, letting Akihito smell the sweetness of it before feeding it to him; then sharing the taste with a deep kiss.
He delved into moist warmth, twining their tongues; Asami gathering the flavors in his mouth as he sucked on the soft appendage, his boy vibrating. He alternated touches and kisses, licks and nips, rubs and suction every time he fed Akihito his sweets to keep his boy on edge.
When he was done, Akihito’s skin was flushed pink, goose bumps peppering the pale flesh; Akihito ready for more. Asami circled the erect nipples, his other hand fondling the wet tipped cock, Akihito whimpering low at the touch. On his knees, Asami took the turgid member in his mouth-the skin warm; the thin cock seemed to swell, throbbing inside his mouth. His hands pulled the shorts down the slim thighs, Aki helping by lifting the slim hips as best he could, passion and urgency driving him.
The shorts came off and Asami pulled Aki forward, opening those legs wide. He laved the small sacs, sucked the sides of the straining erection; he tongued the slit-pearly drops melting in his mouth. He went down on his boy, taking the sweet cock deep. His hands were busy, rolling Akihito’s balls, the other teasing the little hole. Akihito was crying out, voice deep and broken, tiny little sobs of pleasure escaping.
Without removing his mouth from Akihito’s member, he reached with one hand into the box and grabbed the lube that was inside. Uncapping it, he poured a liberal amount on his fingers and prodded the tight ring of his boy’s hole. One finger slid inside, the fit snug, the passage hot; with each suck on Akihito’s cock, the passage clenched in reaction. He added another finger, stimulating the tight channel -caressing the silken walls, and finally he pressed against the little nub of flesh, Akihito crying out.
The thin body moved in the rhythm of lovemaking, hips undulating, taking his fingers deep as Asami stimulated his boy’s prostate. Knowing his boy was close to release, he removed the leather cock ring; one more thrust of his fingers against the tiny gland and Akihito came in his mouth, the essence a familiar salty sweet. Asami removed his fingers, allowing the now limp cock to fall from his mouth. Akihito was breathing hard, and Asami stood up, removed the cuffs, and lifted the boy into his arms, feeling the slim body shaking in the aftermath of his orgasm.
Laying Akihito on his bed, he headed to the bathroom and wetting a washcloth with warm water, he went back and cleaned his boy. He removed the blindfold, the velvet moist from Akihito’s tears, the hazel eyes heavy lidded and still teary. Covering the naked body with the blanket, he made his way back to the bathroom where he wiped the seed trailing down his thigh where he’d come from watching and pleasuring Akihito.
Turning off the light he went back to bed, only to see his boy already asleep and hiding under the covers. He smiled pondering on Akihito's reaction tomorrow; that was certainly something to look forward to. He slid under the covers and pulled the slender body towards him. As he smelled the sweetness of his boy; he wondered how two people from such different worlds and backgrounds could fit so perfectly together.Whatever the reason, he supposed it was best to consider himself lucky to have found him...and destroy whatever or whomever dared try to take him away.
DISCLAIMER: YAMANE-SENSEI OWNS ALL VF CHARACTERS; ME, I'M JUST AN OBSESSED AND NAUGHTY FAN!!
Taste for Leather: Blind Submission (Part B)
Rated: NC17
Written by: goldfinch3
As tempted as he was to continue-he had a boy to satisfy, so with some effort he stopped what they had been doing.
Grabbing onto slender fingers, he led Akihito towards the leather couch he’d previously occupied and sat him down. Hazel eyes, glazed with the beginnings of passion looked inquisitively at him, but he only answered the unvoiced question with a smile.
Some of the items he needed he already had delivered, but the rest required for him to make a call-it was for his boy, so it had to be the best. Grabbing a robe he quickly donned it, feeling eyes on him as he moved around. Moving to the living room he picked up his suit, extracting his phone from the pocket. After placing the order-adding an extra tip to have the items delivered in minutes-he headed towards the simple, yet elegant box that had been placed unobtrusively beside the door. With the box in his hands, he walked back into his bedroom a little surprised that his boy had yet to move from his position; maybe he was still a little passion drunk, and just a tiny bit embarrassed.
Placing the box on the nightstand beside the couch, he removed the top. Seated inside the box, atop a red silk cushion was a pair of leather cuffs, a thin 2” silver chain connecting the two; the clasps like the chain was polished silver. Next to it, lay a black velvet blindfold, and finally a leather cock ring.
The blind fold came out first; thick and yet so soft, it caressed his skin as he grabbed it. Surprised eyes met his gaze, before straying to what he held. His Akihito pulled back, passion and uncertainty warring in the pretty gaze but Asami placed a kiss on slightly parted lips before he covered those rebellious eyes with the blindfold. He murmured; spoke soft words to ease his boy’s incertitude as he placed the cuffs gently on the thin wrists, bound at the back. Asami then lowered the zipper of the shorts Akihito wore and pulled out the hard cock from its confines.
His boy was already shivering, and he licked the tip of the flared crown, stimulating with his hand. Once standing proud and erect, he clasped the leather cock ring at the base. His boy was ready for his reward, now it was a matter of waiting on the other items to arrive. As if beckoned by his thoughts, his doorbell rang-Akira’s familiar knock following a second later.
He opened the door, Akira standing tall and dangerous with a small metal cart beside him. With only a slight bow, the cart was pushed in just inside the door-Asami pulling it all the way in as Akira walked a few steps away from the door, facing Asami’s private elevator; like a good bodyguard should. Asami closed and locked the door and moved towards the bedroom, pushing the cart noiselessly before him.
Akihito’s head was tilted, alert to all the sounds he was making as he uncovered the dishes covered by the lids. One held vanilla ice cream with a hint of honey, the next one was fresh strawberries, and the last was chocolates laced with liquer. Everything was designed to stimulate his boy’s senses.
Scooping the ice cream, he pressed it against Akihito’s mouth; there was a slight pause before the lush mouth opened accepting the treat. Asami kissed the corner of Akihito’s mouth. He followed this with a strawberry, tracing the shape of his boy’s lips before sliding it between them; his boy taking a bite. Asami licked the side of Akihito’s jaw. Then he held the chocolate beneath the fine nose, letting Akihito smell the sweetness of it before feeding it to him; then sharing the taste with a deep kiss.
He delved into moist warmth, twining their tongues; Asami gathering the flavors in his mouth as he sucked on the soft appendage, his boy vibrating. He alternated touches and kisses, licks and nips, rubs and suction every time he fed Akihito his sweets to keep his boy on edge.
When he was done, Akihito’s skin was flushed pink, goose bumps peppering the pale flesh; Akihito ready for more. Asami circled the erect nipples, his other hand fondling the wet tipped cock, Akihito whimpering low at the touch. On his knees, Asami took the turgid member in his mouth-the skin warm; the thin cock seemed to swell, throbbing inside his mouth. His hands pulled the shorts down the slim thighs, Aki helping by lifting the slim hips as best he could, passion and urgency driving him.
The shorts came off and Asami pulled Aki forward, opening those legs wide. He laved the small sacs, sucked the sides of the straining erection; he tongued the slit-pearly drops melting in his mouth. He went down on his boy, taking the sweet cock deep. His hands were busy, rolling Akihito’s balls, the other teasing the little hole. Akihito was crying out, voice deep and broken, tiny little sobs of pleasure escaping.
Without removing his mouth from Akihito’s member, he reached with one hand into the box and grabbed the lube that was inside. Uncapping it, he poured a liberal amount on his fingers and prodded the tight ring of his boy’s hole. One finger slid inside, the fit snug, the passage hot; with each suck on Akihito’s cock, the passage clenched in reaction. He added another finger, stimulating the tight channel -caressing the silken walls, and finally he pressed against the little nub of flesh, Akihito crying out.
The thin body moved in the rhythm of lovemaking, hips undulating, taking his fingers deep as Asami stimulated his boy’s prostate. Knowing his boy was close to release, he removed the leather cock ring; one more thrust of his fingers against the tiny gland and Akihito came in his mouth, the essence a familiar salty sweet. Asami removed his fingers, allowing the now limp cock to fall from his mouth. Akihito was breathing hard, and Asami stood up, removed the cuffs, and lifted the boy into his arms, feeling the slim body shaking in the aftermath of his orgasm.
Laying Akihito on his bed, he headed to the bathroom and wetting a washcloth with warm water, he went back and cleaned his boy. He removed the blindfold, the velvet moist from Akihito’s tears, the hazel eyes heavy lidded and still teary. Covering the naked body with the blanket, he made his way back to the bathroom where he wiped the seed trailing down his thigh where he’d come from watching and pleasuring Akihito.
Turning off the light he went back to bed, only to see his boy already asleep and hiding under the covers. He smiled pondering on Akihito's reaction tomorrow; that was certainly something to look forward to. He slid under the covers and pulled the slender body towards him. As he smelled the sweetness of his boy; he wondered how two people from such different worlds and backgrounds could fit so perfectly together.Whatever the reason, he supposed it was best to consider himself lucky to have found him...and destroy whatever or whomever dared try to take him away.