Unusual Phenomenon - 3/?
anonymous
December 28 2010, 01:21:53 UTC
As per the discussion above, this may go into dubcon-ish territories as this goes, but will not be too hardcore.
“Wh-No, not like that I mean like... I’ve said too much aru.” Yao leaned back. “Look just hold still.” And then the ghost disappeared again, and it wasn’t until Alfred felt a tingling at his bound wrists did he realize the ghost had reappeared behind him.
“Hold still,” repeated Yao. “I’m not very good at knots.”
And Alfred tried very hard to hold still, but it wasn’t easy, not with the way the ghost’s fingers kept brushing against his skin, making that strange tingling shoot through him. He whined and squirmed, but that only made the fingers brush a little harder.
“Dammit,” snapped Yao. “I said hold still aru!”
“Sorry,” whimpered Alfred, but the tingling didn’t stop, and it actually got worse as Yao made a frustrated noise and his fumbling fingers slipped pressing hard against his wrist, and Alfred jerked and gasped.
“Hey! I thought I said-”
“You’re hands are cold,” mumbled Alfred, feeling suddenly out of breath, and it wasn’t a total lie, even if they were cool and not cold and that certainly wasn’t why he had jumped, but Yao accepted it regardless.
“Yeah... Well, no body heat aru. Just try and tough it out, apparently your horrible friends are also horribly good at knots aru.”
Alfred whined, and he wasn’t sure if this one was from fear.
Yao apparently thought it was though, because he made a shushing noise, and said in a low comforting voice “Hey, relax. I’ll get you out of this and then you run and never look back.” And then he reached over and rubbed Alfred’s shoulder, and not a light teasing brush like on his wrists, no, a hard rub reminiscent of a massage. Yao probably thought it was comforting.
It wasn’t comforting. Instead it was more titillating because of those goddamn tingles, and before he knew it a moan had torn out of Alfred’s throat.
Immediately Yao broke all contact and the tingling stopped.
“D-Did you just...” Yao trailed off, and Alfred curled into the fetal position, once again wanting the world to disappear. Oh god, he did not just...
And all of a sudden a tingling hand grabbed his shoulder and flipped him back on to his back, and when his eyes flew open in surprise Yao was leaning over Alfred, their noses almost touching.
“You moaned.”
Alfred whimpered. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” Adrenaline was rushing through his veins, partly due to fear and party due to... something else.
“Did it... Did it feel good aru?” Yao was wide-eyed and looked truely fascinated.
“I-I don’t know!”
“It sounded like it felt good aru.” It was at this point Alfred realized Yao didn’t breath. They were so close he normally would have felt Yao’s breath against him, against his skin. But there was nothing.
The only reason Alfred suddenly noted this was because Yao looked like he should be breathing very hard.
For some reason that made Alfred breath hard.
Slowly, tentatively, Yao reached up a hand and cupped Alfred’s cheek, pressing against it firmly, but not harshly. Alfred bit back another moan and squirmed under Yao.
Yao gulped. Then he spoke. “You... I... D-Do you remember... When I mentioned my u-urges aru?”
“Y-Yes.” Alfred felt hot, very hot, and he wanted to break eye-contact with the ghost, but found he couldn’t.
“Yes, well...” the hand on his cheek moved down, brushing fingers against his neck, and then his clavicle. “...And I mentioned how I was lonely aru?”
“You-You meant...?”
Yao nodded, hand trailing down more, brushing over his clothed chest. “You see... I-I mentioned my heart condition... With that condition I wasn’t supposed to partake in very... vigorous activities aru... And I did break the rules sometimes... But I always had to be so careful, it was never very fun... Do you understand what I’m saying Alfred aru?”
Alfred understood alright, but how could he not when the ghostly hand was slipping under his shirt and gently rubbing his stomach.
Re: Unusual Phenomenon - 3/?
anonymous
December 29 2010, 12:17:33 UTC
YAY! Chinamerica! Okay, proper review time: This fill is hilarious! LOL at Alfred playing truth or dare with Gilbert, Francis, and Yong-Soo in the first place! Also Yao is so awesome here, I like how IC he is. Poor Alfred all scared to death, and lol at the name of the haunted house (I guess I'm one of those immature people). And aww at Alfred calling out Mr. Ghost, so cute! And ooh at Yao breaking the rules of his heart condition~ All in all, I <3 this fic, and I can't wait until the next update!
Unusual Phenomenon - 4/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 05:42:28 UTC
Sorry for the long wait, real life got hectic.
Still, all he could bring himself to say was “Uh...” before it turned into another, louder moan as the pleasant tingling shot through him even more intensely and began to pool at the base of his stomach and oh...
Quickly Alfred squeezed his eyes shut, trying to ignore the feeling of ghost-hands rubbing his stomach and organize his thoughts.
What was going on?
Well, he was tied up in a haunted house and a ghost was trying to have sex with him. Goddamn. Of all the situations Alfred had prepared himself for, being rubbed down by a horny ghost was not one of them. And he was definitely not prepared for he fact that apparently ghost-touches made him hard as hell, if the tightness in his jeans were any indication.
And now the ghost was pushing his shirt up and beginning to touch his chest, shit what was going on, seriously, was Alfred about to let this ghost have sex with him? What should he do? Horror movies hadn’t prepared him for this.
Then again, horror movies hadn’t prepared him for anything about Yao. Ghosts in the movies he watched were never friendly or lonely or attractive -wait- okay, he was just confusing himself now.
“Nnnn...” he groaned out as the ghost’s fingers brushed over his nipple. “Y-Yao...”
And then the next second the hands were pulled away, and Alfred whimpered despite himself at the loss of the tingling.
“I-I’m... I-I don’t know what-” Alfred opened his eyes slightly, looking up at the stammering ghost. His eyes were wide, and he looked thoroughly embarrassed. “I-I didn’t mean to do that I just- I wasn’t thinking-”
Alfred’s brain was still having trouble functioning at this point, so he was having a little trouble comprehending Yao’s words. He did manage to figure out though that the tingles weren’t coming back. And despite all the fear and uncertainty that came with the territory of being fondled by a fucking ghost, the sudden want-no, need for those tingles to come back outweighed all doubt.
“Yao...” he groaned, cutting off the ghost’s stammered apologies, feeling distinctly heated and out of breath. “Why the hell did you stop?”
Yao froze. “...What?”
Alfred squirmed, uncomfortably aroused and annoyed now. “You can’t just get me all hot like that and then stop!” he whined, shooting the ghost a pleading look.
Much to his dismay though, Yao did not react. He did not react at all in fact for what felt like two hours, but what was probably closer to two minutes.
Then: “You... You really want...”
Did he? Well, Alfred’s body was not giving him time to think about that. “Do it before I change my mind goddammit!”
This time there was no pause.
“I need to untie your legs aru,” growled the ghost with sudden heat, before disappearing and reappearing at Alfred’s ankles, apparently too impatient to move normally. He started pulling at the ropes desperately, and they rubbed against his jeans almost painfully, but Alfred couldn’t bring himself to care. His body was already aching for more of Yao’s supernatural touches, so for all he cared Yao could chew the ropes off.
That wasn’t necessary however, because it appeared the arousal that suddenly fueled Yao made it possible for him to pull the ropes of in very little time, which Alfred was eternally grateful for, not just because it let him stretch his legs.
Yao disappeared again, reappearing straddling Alfred, leaning back to begin to unbuckle the boy’s belt buckle.
“Wait!” yelped Alfred. “My arms are still tied!”
“No time,” mumbled Yao, focusing on the belt. “Besides,” he shot Alfred a look, a look full of very human passion. “I’ll take care of you aru.”
Alfred just barely stopped himself from moaning at the words alone.
Once his belt was undone the ghost on to his jeans, undoing them before pulling those down and his boxers just enough to expose his erect member to the cool night air.
Alfred shivered slightly, but his own body heat kept him from being too uncomfortable.
Not to mention a few seconds later Yao wrapped his hand around Alfred’s cock, so any thought temperature vanished from his mind.
Still so good, Anon. I love the characterization of both these characters, and it's even better that it's such an uncommon pairing and situation. Excellent. :D
Re: Unusual Phenomenon - 4/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 15:12:30 UTC
hooooooooot. I LOL'd at Yao's reactions--first "muahaha this delicious boy is mine" to "OMG SORRY SORRY I'M NOT TRYING TO RAPE YOU ALL STOP" to "uhhhhh...what?"
Unusual Phenomenon - 5/?
anonymous
March 28 2011, 05:45:36 UTC
Wow, quick update was quick. I never update this quick. Huh.
Alfred writhed and groaned, rocking his head back as the tingling shot through his already sensitive skin. God, that felt good, better than any of the half-dozen handjobs he had received in the past, and Yao hadn’t even moved his hand yet.
Above him he heard a chuckle come from the ghost, and he looked back up, giving him a questioning look. The ghost smiled down at him, amusement shining through the lust in his eyes.
“You’re cute aru,” he chuckled.
Alfred flushed hotly but didn’t have time to respond, because Yao seemed think now was a good time to start moving his hand.
Alfred was almost surprised he didn’t come then and there, what with how unbelievable it felt. He had never felt anything that good before; the tingling that spread all over his cock and made him ache with pleasure and heat up all over, combined with the strangely soothing coolness of the ghostly hand rubbing over him gently; it was almost too much.
He let his head fall back on to the dusty floor as he moaned uncontrollably. He knew he must be filthy by now, covered in dust, but he didn’t care, couldn’t care, not when just a handjob felt this good.
And if a handjob felt this good, what else could Yao do with that supernatural touch of his?
Okay, that thought was too much, because Alfred suddenly felt like he was going to either suffocate or implode or both, and the next thing he knew he had lifted his legs and used them to push the ghost away from him.
“I’m sorry!” cried the ghost immediately, and even though Alfred knew Yao had misunderstood the situation, he was currently too out of breath to correct him. He just laid on the floor, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, panting hard and willing himself away from the brink.
“I’m so sorry aru! Aiyah, are you alright aru?” Suddenly the ghost was leaning over him, a worried expression on his face that sort of reminded Alfred of the time when he was nine and fell out of a tree, and his mother had ran over to check on him. What a strange thing to think of right now.
“You- I didn’t hurt you did I? Look, if this is too scary for you I can just untie you and you can-”
“No!” gasped Alfred. “God no, I just-”
Yao was not so easy to convince this time. “Are you sure aru? I don’t know what the movies you watch say, but I really don’t want to force you to-”
“Shut up for a second!” snapped the boy, closing his eyes to collect his thoughts, which was not an easy task considering his bare erection was still aching for attention.
“Look, I do want it, that was just... That was too much, okay? You can’t tease me anymore; just get to the point or I won’t be able to last.”
Embarrassed at the confession, he kept his eyes shut and waited.
Silence.
Okay, that was unnerving. The ghost hadn’t disappeared again, had he? Maybe he was angry that Alfred had yelled again.
Oh lord, maybe as punishment he had decided to just leave Alfred here, aroused and half-bound. Fuck, that was a million times crueler than anything a horror movie ghost could do.
Luckily this thought process was interrupted by laughter, and when he opened his eyes Yao was still over him, grinning and laughing.
“Wow,” he laughed. “You really are cute aru.”
Alfred blushed again in embarrassment, but still said “Yeah, whatever. I’m already nervous enough about doing it with a ghost, you don’t need to add waiting to that. Just hurry up already.”
The ghost laughed again before resting his and Alfred’s foreheads together, making the boy’s breath hitch at the soft tingles.
“Don’t be nervous aru. And don’t think of me as ‘a ghost’ aru. Just... Think of me as Yao.”
Re: Unusual Phenomenon - 5/?
anonymous
March 28 2011, 14:14:35 UTC
Yao is just that good. (snickers)
Wheee~ I wonder what it feels like to have tingly ghost sex with Yao? (fantasizes with other characters. Mainly an annoying little brother with an ahoge- Imeanwhut?)
This is such a great fill, A!A. I've been following it since the first post and luffles you every time I see an update. But this was so fast I got whiplash! 8D I'll willingly pay my own hospital bills if you keep updating. (thumbs up)
“Wh-No, not like that I mean like... I’ve said too much aru.” Yao leaned back. “Look just hold still.” And then the ghost disappeared again, and it wasn’t until Alfred felt a tingling at his bound wrists did he realize the ghost had reappeared behind him.
“Hold still,” repeated Yao. “I’m not very good at knots.”
And Alfred tried very hard to hold still, but it wasn’t easy, not with the way the ghost’s fingers kept brushing against his skin, making that strange tingling shoot through him. He whined and squirmed, but that only made the fingers brush a little harder.
“Dammit,” snapped Yao. “I said hold still aru!”
“Sorry,” whimpered Alfred, but the tingling didn’t stop, and it actually got worse as Yao made a frustrated noise and his fumbling fingers slipped pressing hard against his wrist, and Alfred jerked and gasped.
“Hey! I thought I said-”
“You’re hands are cold,” mumbled Alfred, feeling suddenly out of breath, and it wasn’t a total lie, even if they were cool and not cold and that certainly wasn’t why he had jumped, but Yao accepted it regardless.
“Yeah... Well, no body heat aru. Just try and tough it out, apparently your horrible friends are also horribly good at knots aru.”
Alfred whined, and he wasn’t sure if this one was from fear.
Yao apparently thought it was though, because he made a shushing noise, and said in a low comforting voice “Hey, relax. I’ll get you out of this and then you run and never look back.” And then he reached over and rubbed Alfred’s shoulder, and not a light teasing brush like on his wrists, no, a hard rub reminiscent of a massage. Yao probably thought it was comforting.
It wasn’t comforting. Instead it was more titillating because of those goddamn tingles, and before he knew it a moan had torn out of Alfred’s throat.
Immediately Yao broke all contact and the tingling stopped.
“D-Did you just...” Yao trailed off, and Alfred curled into the fetal position, once again wanting the world to disappear. Oh god, he did not just...
And all of a sudden a tingling hand grabbed his shoulder and flipped him back on to his back, and when his eyes flew open in surprise Yao was leaning over Alfred, their noses almost touching.
“You moaned.”
Alfred whimpered. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” Adrenaline was rushing through his veins, partly due to fear and party due to... something else.
“Did it... Did it feel good aru?” Yao was wide-eyed and looked truely fascinated.
“I-I don’t know!”
“It sounded like it felt good aru.” It was at this point Alfred realized Yao didn’t breath. They were so close he normally would have felt Yao’s breath against him, against his skin. But there was nothing.
The only reason Alfred suddenly noted this was because Yao looked like he should be breathing very hard.
For some reason that made Alfred breath hard.
Slowly, tentatively, Yao reached up a hand and cupped Alfred’s cheek, pressing against it firmly, but not harshly. Alfred bit back another moan and squirmed under Yao.
Yao gulped. Then he spoke. “You... I... D-Do you remember... When I mentioned my u-urges aru?”
“Y-Yes.” Alfred felt hot, very hot, and he wanted to break eye-contact with the ghost, but found he couldn’t.
“Yes, well...” the hand on his cheek moved down, brushing fingers against his neck, and then his clavicle. “...And I mentioned how I was lonely aru?”
“You-You meant...?”
Yao nodded, hand trailing down more, brushing over his clothed chest. “You see... I-I mentioned my heart condition... With that condition I wasn’t supposed to partake in very... vigorous activities aru... And I did break the rules sometimes... But I always had to be so careful, it was never very fun... Do you understand what I’m saying Alfred aru?”
Alfred understood alright, but how could he not when the ghostly hand was slipping under his shirt and gently rubbing his stomach.
Porn will start next time I promise.
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This is awesome. I love your Yao XDDDDD
He's so cracky and Alfred is so fail XDDDD
So much love for this lighthearted, fun fill~
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*excited for the porn to come*
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In a seriousness, Yao is just so well-done, and his maturity compliments Alfred's so well.
I like how you've set things up for porn, too. :D Looking forward to that.
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Okay, proper review time: This fill is hilarious! LOL at Alfred playing truth or dare with Gilbert, Francis, and Yong-Soo in the first place!
Also Yao is so awesome here, I like how IC he is. Poor Alfred all scared to death, and lol at the name of the haunted house (I guess I'm one of those immature people). And aww at Alfred calling out Mr. Ghost, so cute!
And ooh at Yao breaking the rules of his heart condition~
All in all, I <3 this fic, and I can't wait until the next update!
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Still, all he could bring himself to say was “Uh...” before it turned into another, louder moan as the pleasant tingling shot through him even more intensely and began to pool at the base of his stomach and oh...
Quickly Alfred squeezed his eyes shut, trying to ignore the feeling of ghost-hands rubbing his stomach and organize his thoughts.
What was going on?
Well, he was tied up in a haunted house and a ghost was trying to have sex with him. Goddamn. Of all the situations Alfred had prepared himself for, being rubbed down by a horny ghost was not one of them. And he was definitely not prepared for he fact that apparently ghost-touches made him hard as hell, if the tightness in his jeans were any indication.
And now the ghost was pushing his shirt up and beginning to touch his chest, shit what was going on, seriously, was Alfred about to let this ghost have sex with him? What should he do? Horror movies hadn’t prepared him for this.
Then again, horror movies hadn’t prepared him for anything about Yao. Ghosts in the movies he watched were never friendly or lonely or attractive -wait- okay, he was just confusing himself now.
“Nnnn...” he groaned out as the ghost’s fingers brushed over his nipple. “Y-Yao...”
And then the next second the hands were pulled away, and Alfred whimpered despite himself at the loss of the tingling.
“I-I’m... I-I don’t know what-” Alfred opened his eyes slightly, looking up at the stammering ghost. His eyes were wide, and he looked thoroughly embarrassed. “I-I didn’t mean to do that I just- I wasn’t thinking-”
Alfred’s brain was still having trouble functioning at this point, so he was having a little trouble comprehending Yao’s words. He did manage to figure out though that the tingles weren’t coming back. And despite all the fear and uncertainty that came with the territory of being fondled by a fucking ghost, the sudden want-no, need for those tingles to come back outweighed all doubt.
“Yao...” he groaned, cutting off the ghost’s stammered apologies, feeling distinctly heated and out of breath. “Why the hell did you stop?”
Yao froze. “...What?”
Alfred squirmed, uncomfortably aroused and annoyed now. “You can’t just get me all hot like that and then stop!” he whined, shooting the ghost a pleading look.
Much to his dismay though, Yao did not react. He did not react at all in fact for what felt like two hours, but what was probably closer to two minutes.
Then: “You... You really want...”
Did he? Well, Alfred’s body was not giving him time to think about that. “Do it before I change my mind goddammit!”
This time there was no pause.
“I need to untie your legs aru,” growled the ghost with sudden heat, before disappearing and reappearing at Alfred’s ankles, apparently too impatient to move normally. He started pulling at the ropes desperately, and they rubbed against his jeans almost painfully, but Alfred couldn’t bring himself to care. His body was already aching for more of Yao’s supernatural touches, so for all he cared Yao could chew the ropes off.
That wasn’t necessary however, because it appeared the arousal that suddenly fueled Yao made it possible for him to pull the ropes of in very little time, which Alfred was eternally grateful for, not just because it let him stretch his legs.
Yao disappeared again, reappearing straddling Alfred, leaning back to begin to unbuckle the boy’s belt buckle.
“Wait!” yelped Alfred. “My arms are still tied!”
“No time,” mumbled Yao, focusing on the belt. “Besides,” he shot Alfred a look, a look full of very human passion. “I’ll take care of you aru.”
Alfred just barely stopped himself from moaning at the words alone.
Once his belt was undone the ghost on to his jeans, undoing them before pulling those down and his boxers just enough to expose his erect member to the cool night air.
Alfred shivered slightly, but his own body heat kept him from being too uncomfortable.
Not to mention a few seconds later Yao wrapped his hand around Alfred’s cock, so any thought temperature vanished from his mind.
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It's late okay.
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I LOL'd at Yao's reactions--first "muahaha this delicious boy is mine" to "OMG SORRY SORRY I'M NOT TRYING TO RAPE YOU ALL STOP" to "uhhhhh...what?"
XD
Can't wait to see more~
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Alfred writhed and groaned, rocking his head back as the tingling shot through his already sensitive skin. God, that felt good, better than any of the half-dozen handjobs he had received in the past, and Yao hadn’t even moved his hand yet.
Above him he heard a chuckle come from the ghost, and he looked back up, giving him a questioning look. The ghost smiled down at him, amusement shining through the lust in his eyes.
“You’re cute aru,” he chuckled.
Alfred flushed hotly but didn’t have time to respond, because Yao seemed think now was a good time to start moving his hand.
Alfred was almost surprised he didn’t come then and there, what with how unbelievable it felt. He had never felt anything that good before; the tingling that spread all over his cock and made him ache with pleasure and heat up all over, combined with the strangely soothing coolness of the ghostly hand rubbing over him gently; it was almost too much.
He let his head fall back on to the dusty floor as he moaned uncontrollably. He knew he must be filthy by now, covered in dust, but he didn’t care, couldn’t care, not when just a handjob felt this good.
And if a handjob felt this good, what else could Yao do with that supernatural touch of his?
Okay, that thought was too much, because Alfred suddenly felt like he was going to either suffocate or implode or both, and the next thing he knew he had lifted his legs and used them to push the ghost away from him.
“I’m sorry!” cried the ghost immediately, and even though Alfred knew Yao had misunderstood the situation, he was currently too out of breath to correct him. He just laid on the floor, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, panting hard and willing himself away from the brink.
“I’m so sorry aru! Aiyah, are you alright aru?” Suddenly the ghost was leaning over him, a worried expression on his face that sort of reminded Alfred of the time when he was nine and fell out of a tree, and his mother had ran over to check on him. What a strange thing to think of right now.
“You- I didn’t hurt you did I? Look, if this is too scary for you I can just untie you and you can-”
“No!” gasped Alfred. “God no, I just-”
Yao was not so easy to convince this time. “Are you sure aru? I don’t know what the movies you watch say, but I really don’t want to force you to-”
“Shut up for a second!” snapped the boy, closing his eyes to collect his thoughts, which was not an easy task considering his bare erection was still aching for attention.
“Look, I do want it, that was just... That was too much, okay? You can’t tease me anymore; just get to the point or I won’t be able to last.”
Embarrassed at the confession, he kept his eyes shut and waited.
Silence.
Okay, that was unnerving. The ghost hadn’t disappeared again, had he? Maybe he was angry that Alfred had yelled again.
Oh lord, maybe as punishment he had decided to just leave Alfred here, aroused and half-bound. Fuck, that was a million times crueler than anything a horror movie ghost could do.
Luckily this thought process was interrupted by laughter, and when he opened his eyes Yao was still over him, grinning and laughing.
“Wow,” he laughed. “You really are cute aru.”
Alfred blushed again in embarrassment, but still said “Yeah, whatever. I’m already nervous enough about doing it with a ghost, you don’t need to add waiting to that. Just hurry up already.”
The ghost laughed again before resting his and Alfred’s foreheads together, making the boy’s breath hitch at the soft tingles.
“Don’t be nervous aru. And don’t think of me as ‘a ghost’ aru. Just... Think of me as Yao.”
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Wheee~ I wonder what it feels like to have tingly ghost sex with Yao? (fantasizes with other characters. Mainly an annoying little brother with an ahoge- Imeanwhut?)
This is such a great fill, A!A. I've been following it since the first post and luffles you every time I see an update. But this was so fast I got whiplash! 8D I'll willingly pay my own hospital bills if you keep updating. (thumbs up)
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I thought I was on the wrong fills page, haha.
And this was such a cute, flaily sexy update too *__*
Embarrassed!Al and Paranoid!Yao are a great combo, you write these two SO adorably.
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