Defiant
Title: Defiant
Pairing: Kurogane/Fay (Characters by CLAMP)
Warnings: Rating - NC-17
Notes: Another pirates & bondage entry. This one is Fay's POV.
Fay woke up well-rested, horny, and irritated. The irritated came after he realized what time it was. He’d been in bed all day and not once had Kurogane disturbed him. This was both very considerate, and slightly rude. Though Fay had been up all night reading, he would have been happy to wake up to sex.
Not only that, Fay thought as he washed up, he hadn’t had any sex for awhile. It happened, every now and then. Kurogane would get involved in running the ship, working himself to exhaustion and using his spare time to sleep. Fay rinsed away soap bubbles absently as he thought back over the last few weeks. Kurogane had been busy. He was getting stressed. He was working far too much, and playing not at all. At these times, he was impossible to reach.
Impossible for everyone, except Fay.
He purposefully chose his clothes. The pants with the long slits in the sides that he’d bought in Kurogane’s homeland. He remembered Kurogane claiming that only he could find the one pair of inappropriate pants in the country. He’d made him cover up with a long sort of robe. But after they’d come back from visiting Kurogane’s parents, he’d been ravaged.
Over the pants went a white shirt and a long black jacket, both fastened with only one button each. He tied his hair back with a black ribbon and was about to leave the room when he glanced at Kurogane’s closet. He paused.
It didn’t take long to discover his captain was doing inventory below decks. Had been for hours. Kurogane hated it, and it always turned him into a tense, snarly mess.
When Fay went down, jumped off the steps to land in the storage room, he found Kurogane sweaty, dirty, and looking pissed. Fay took one look around the room and couldn’t blame him. It was chaos. “Hyu, what a mess. This’ll take you forever, Kuro-chu.”
Kurogane ignored him and kept writing on the paper he held in his hands. He didn’t even glance at Fay as he opened a barrel and started sorting through it’s contents. Well, he’d have to look up eventually. In the meantime, Fay opened up a chest, poked idly through it’s contents. Nothing but books. All read by himself. He was considering talking again when he felt eyes on him. He looked up to find Kurogane staring with a startling intensity. “What?” He knew exactly what.
“Your cuffs. And collar. I thought you weren’t going to wear those outside the bedroom.”
Fay flicked the silver ring at his throat. “I never said that.”
“It’s distracting.”
“Too bad. I like wearing them.” He ran a finger along the inside of the silver loop. He certainly hoped it was distracting.
Kurogane sighed, looked back at the list in his hand. “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”
“No.” Fay moved from the chest to sit on a barrel, picked up a bottle of wine and examined the label. He could wait. He set the bottle down after a few moments, and began to play with the ring of his collar. He flipped the cool metal up to rest against his lip, pushed it off with his tongue. Back with his finger. He was startled when Kurogane snapped at him.
“Go take that thing off.”
Fay looked right into red eyes. First, he was ignored, and now being sent away? “No.”
Kurogane sat perfectly still. Fay did as well.
“I said, go take it off.”
“No.” As he kept staring at Kurogane, his tongue poked out to push the ring again.
Kurogane closed the space between them in seconds and yanked the ring away from Fay’s mouth. “You know it’s bothering me. Stop it.”
A thrill ran through Fay. He could see the desire in Kurogane‘s eyes. “No. I’m wearing it.”
Kurogane pulled hard, making Fay stumble to his feet. “No? You insist on wearing it?”
“I’ll do what I want.”
“Oh?” Kurogane spun Fay around and slammed him up against the nearest wall, caught both his wrists behind his back by the silver rings at his cuffs. “If you’re going to wear them, they’re going to get used,” Kurogane growled in his ear. Fay felt heat rise in him, felt himself getting hard already. Fay felt Kurogane’s body press up against him, felt a large, hot hand run up his side to slip beneath his jacket and shirt. Kurogane attacked Fay’s neck, kissing and sucking hard, just the way Fay liked it. A hand slid back down Fay’s body, slid into the side slit of his pants. “This is just what you wanted, isn’t it?” Fay moaned as Kurogane’s hand squeezed him. “We’ll see if you still fell the same way after.” He pulled away suddenly, freeing Fay’s wrists but taking hold of his collar. He began to pull him towards a nearby door. Fay saw where he was being led, and hesitated a moment. Kurogane pulled him forward.
Through the door were the holding cells, strong cages. Fay was pulled into the furthest one. He looked at the chains that hung down from the ceiling and he moved a hand up to touch Kurogane’s. He’d forgotten all about the cells. “You know…I think I will take these off.”
“Yes, you will. After I’m finished with you.” It was more his words than the kiss he pulled Fay in for that had him panting and feeling weak. Kurogane pushed his tongue into Fay’s mouth, sucked at Fay’s bottom lip, nibbled it.
Fay hardly realized he was being moved until Kurogane broke away and chained his wrists up over his head, added a chain to his collar, and finally chained his ankles as well. When he’d finished, he ran his hands slowly back up until he stood behind Fay, with his mouth at his ear and his large hands over his own smaller ones.
“You’re still dressed.” The tone in Kurogane’s voice made Fay’s breath catch in his throat. He felt hands move over his chest, move over the fabric of his clothes to rub at his nipples before they slid down to take hold of his hips. Kurogane pulled him close, pressing his erection against him. Then a hand moved around to the front of his pants, stroked his cock through the material as Fay felt Kurogane begin to thrust against him. His movements were slow, torturous. He’d wanted this since waking up, and it wasn’t enough. He wanted more.
“Kuro-sama…” .
“What?” Kurogane growled. “You came down here dressed like this on purpose, didn’t you? You went and put that collar on, and those pants, and then came down here and said no.” He emphasized the last word with a sudden, hard thrust of his hips and Fay moaned. “You don’t say no to me, Fay.” Kurogane took hold of his cock through his pants and squeezed gently. “These clothes. The pants won’t get in the way, but the jacket and shirt…” Kurogane’s hands came up and pulled them open, buttons falling to the floor. Then Fay gasped as he felt the jacket being ripped off his body, followed by his shirt. Kurogane untied the length of fabric Fay used as a belt and his pants slid down, falling to his ankles. “That’s much better.”
Kurogane moved around Fay to face him, knelt, took him into his mouth. Fay groaned, and watched Kurogane use his tongue to swirl around the head of his cock and tease it’s tip. Fay watched in fascination as Kurogane’s impossibly warm mouth moved down his shaft, as his hand squeezed his balls gently.
His eyes widened in pleasure when he felt Kurogane’s other hand move up between his legs, felt his fingers against the spot between his balls and his asshole. He sagged a little against the chains and sighed, moaned at the sensation building up inside him.
When Kurogane brushed a finger against his asshole, he tried to move his legs further apart, was stopped by the ankle restraints. Kurogane pushed a finger inside, then two, as his other hand took hold of Fay’s cock. He sucked at the head, flicked lightly with his tongue, then quickly slid his mouth down Fay’s length as he pushed a third finger into him. Fay wanted to close his eyes and enjoy it, but Kurogane’s gaze held him, forbid him to look away.
Kurogane took his mouth off Fay but continued to thrust his fingers. He held Fay’s gaze and deliberately brushed his fingers against his prostate, causing Fay to gasp and buck his hips. He did it again, and then a third time, harder.
“Fay.” He brushed it again. “Don’t come.” Again. “I want to hear you moan for awhile.”
Fay had no desire to keep quiet. He gasped when Kurogane’s mouth slid over him once more, as Kurogane’s fingers moved faster and pushed against that spot more firmly. He was already so close to coming, but he fought to control it. He lost it when Kurogane’s fingers circled his cock and began to pump with quick strokes. Kurogane continued to stroke and suck until his orgasm was finished, leaving him shaky and a little apprehensive.
When Kurogane removed his fingers, Fay whimpered. He felt empty. And he felt a little worried about disobeying Kurogane. The darker man stood, kissed him. Fay could taste himself in the kiss. Kurogane’s hands splayed on Fay’s chest, his thumbs brushing slowly over his nipples. He began to pinch them gently as he took his mouth away from Fay’s, and kissed his throat instead, which made Fay’s cock start to harden again. Kurogane’s mouth moved up to Fay’s ear. “I told you not to come. I told you I wanted to hear you moan for awhile.” His thumbs circled Fay’s nipples. “You didn’t listen. So now you’re not going to come until I have you screaming.” Fay groaned and thrust his hips against Kurogane’s. The threat in those words was intoxicating.
Kurogane kissed down to Fay’s chest, where his mouth closed over one swollen nipple. He sucked on it, pulled, causing a line of pleasure in him that ran directly to his erection. As he pressed his tongue flat against it, Kurogane played with the other. Then he slid one hand down to Fay’s ass, his fingers trailing down Fay’s spine, settling between his cheeks. Not going any further, just teasing him with the possibility.
Fay began to rock against Kurogane’s leg, rubbing his already throbbing erection against it. When he did so, Kurogane pulled away, making Fay pull futilely against his chains. Kurogane moved away. Moved behind him. Fay heard some quiet rustling, then all of a sudden, Kurogane’s hand was on him, slick with oil. Fay made a sound that was pure lust.
When he felt Kurogane’s slick cock slide into him, he could only cry out and clutch at the chains that held him in place. This was what he wanted. One of Kurogane’s arms slunk around his waist and pulled him close, held him in place as Kurogane pushed into him. He began to whisper into Fay’s ear. “You feel so good, Fay…so tight, and so hot…” he began to thrust a little harder. “And you’re mine…” With every thrust of Kurogane’s hips, he cried out. He was Kurogane’s. Kurogane suddenly pushed all the way into him and stopped, brought a hand up to cover his mouth. Fay pushed back, drove himself more firmly onto Kurogane’s cock, moaned.
“There’s someone out there,” Kurogane warned. In the storage room? Being found chained like this was not what he wanted. But he hardly cared, with Kurogane’s cock firmly inside him and Kurogane’s hand around him. Fay pushed back again. “You still want it? Fine. But not one sound.” Kurogane swivelled his hips, moving inside Fay but not pulling out. His hand began to pump Fay’s cock again, and Fay slid his tongue out, tasting Kurogane’s skin. He almost moaned in satisfaction when Kurogane gave him two fingers to suck, but kept it in.
He was alright until Kurogane began to kiss his neck, began to bite it gently. It made being quiet so much harder but it was so good and Fay couldn’t help tilting his head to give the darker man better access. When he did, Kurogane bit a little harder and Fay’s legs felt weak.
Soon enough, Kurogane’s hips began to thrust again, this time at the right angle to hit his prostate, making him grip the chains desperately. Trying to keep silent. Kurogane removed his fingers. “How hard is it to keep quiet, Fay? How difficult is it, with me inside you? Fucking you?” Something threatened to escape Fay, a moan, a whimper, a word, but he fought it. “How long do you think you can last? Because I love you like this. Chained, helpless…all I want is to keep you here. Keep pounding into you…” Fay squeezed the chains harder, fought back a sob of frustration and pleasure. “…and I want to hear you.” He could only manage a whimper at those words, not knowing if there was still someone in the other room, then began to cry out, giving Kurogane what he wanted. He was so close to coming. He could feel it in his balls, in his belly…and then Kurogane stopped. Stopped his hand, his hips. Fay whimpered, tried to push back, but Kurogane held him still, kissed his neck.
“Kuro-sama…” his plea became a moan as Kurogane began to move again, slow, deep thrusts. His hands wandered Fay’s body, running up his sides to rub over his nipples, pinch them gently. One moving up to caress his throat, the other down to pull him back to meet each thrust. He gradually sped up until he was thrusting fast and hard, making Fay cry out again. When he finally hit that sweet spot inside him again, he had to scream. He was so close again. So close, and the feeling of Kurogane’s cock inside him…he felt his head being turned, felt Kurogane kiss him as his hand closed around him once more. That was all he needed to come. Kurogane groaned into his mouth and he felt his cock pulse inside him.
Fay was almost ready to let his weight collapse against the chains when Kurogane moved around to his front and untied the chains at his wrists and throat. Fay fell against him, arms going around his neck and head falling against one broad shoulder. Kurogane lowered them both to the floor, untied the ankle restraints. He held Fay close, pushed his face into Fay’s hair. Fay stayed where he was, listening to Kurogane’s slowing heartbeat as the other man toyed with the ring at his collar.
After a few minutes spent in silence, Fay looked up, smiled. Kurogane shook his head, but smiled back. “Inventory will take even longer now, you know.”
Pairing: Kurogane/Fay (Characters by CLAMP)
Warnings: Rating - NC-17
Notes: Another pirates & bondage entry. This one is Fay's POV.
Fay woke up well-rested, horny, and irritated. The irritated came after he realized what time it was. He’d been in bed all day and not once had Kurogane disturbed him. This was both very considerate, and slightly rude. Though Fay had been up all night reading, he would have been happy to wake up to sex.
Not only that, Fay thought as he washed up, he hadn’t had any sex for awhile. It happened, every now and then. Kurogane would get involved in running the ship, working himself to exhaustion and using his spare time to sleep. Fay rinsed away soap bubbles absently as he thought back over the last few weeks. Kurogane had been busy. He was getting stressed. He was working far too much, and playing not at all. At these times, he was impossible to reach.
Impossible for everyone, except Fay.
He purposefully chose his clothes. The pants with the long slits in the sides that he’d bought in Kurogane’s homeland. He remembered Kurogane claiming that only he could find the one pair of inappropriate pants in the country. He’d made him cover up with a long sort of robe. But after they’d come back from visiting Kurogane’s parents, he’d been ravaged.
Over the pants went a white shirt and a long black jacket, both fastened with only one button each. He tied his hair back with a black ribbon and was about to leave the room when he glanced at Kurogane’s closet. He paused.
It didn’t take long to discover his captain was doing inventory below decks. Had been for hours. Kurogane hated it, and it always turned him into a tense, snarly mess.
When Fay went down, jumped off the steps to land in the storage room, he found Kurogane sweaty, dirty, and looking pissed. Fay took one look around the room and couldn’t blame him. It was chaos. “Hyu, what a mess. This’ll take you forever, Kuro-chu.”
Kurogane ignored him and kept writing on the paper he held in his hands. He didn’t even glance at Fay as he opened a barrel and started sorting through it’s contents. Well, he’d have to look up eventually. In the meantime, Fay opened up a chest, poked idly through it’s contents. Nothing but books. All read by himself. He was considering talking again when he felt eyes on him. He looked up to find Kurogane staring with a startling intensity. “What?” He knew exactly what.
“Your cuffs. And collar. I thought you weren’t going to wear those outside the bedroom.”
Fay flicked the silver ring at his throat. “I never said that.”
“It’s distracting.”
“Too bad. I like wearing them.” He ran a finger along the inside of the silver loop. He certainly hoped it was distracting.
Kurogane sighed, looked back at the list in his hand. “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”
“No.” Fay moved from the chest to sit on a barrel, picked up a bottle of wine and examined the label. He could wait. He set the bottle down after a few moments, and began to play with the ring of his collar. He flipped the cool metal up to rest against his lip, pushed it off with his tongue. Back with his finger. He was startled when Kurogane snapped at him.
“Go take that thing off.”
Fay looked right into red eyes. First, he was ignored, and now being sent away? “No.”
Kurogane sat perfectly still. Fay did as well.
“I said, go take it off.”
“No.” As he kept staring at Kurogane, his tongue poked out to push the ring again.
Kurogane closed the space between them in seconds and yanked the ring away from Fay’s mouth. “You know it’s bothering me. Stop it.”
A thrill ran through Fay. He could see the desire in Kurogane‘s eyes. “No. I’m wearing it.”
Kurogane pulled hard, making Fay stumble to his feet. “No? You insist on wearing it?”
“I’ll do what I want.”
“Oh?” Kurogane spun Fay around and slammed him up against the nearest wall, caught both his wrists behind his back by the silver rings at his cuffs. “If you’re going to wear them, they’re going to get used,” Kurogane growled in his ear. Fay felt heat rise in him, felt himself getting hard already. Fay felt Kurogane’s body press up against him, felt a large, hot hand run up his side to slip beneath his jacket and shirt. Kurogane attacked Fay’s neck, kissing and sucking hard, just the way Fay liked it. A hand slid back down Fay’s body, slid into the side slit of his pants. “This is just what you wanted, isn’t it?” Fay moaned as Kurogane’s hand squeezed him. “We’ll see if you still fell the same way after.” He pulled away suddenly, freeing Fay’s wrists but taking hold of his collar. He began to pull him towards a nearby door. Fay saw where he was being led, and hesitated a moment. Kurogane pulled him forward.
Through the door were the holding cells, strong cages. Fay was pulled into the furthest one. He looked at the chains that hung down from the ceiling and he moved a hand up to touch Kurogane’s. He’d forgotten all about the cells. “You know…I think I will take these off.”
“Yes, you will. After I’m finished with you.” It was more his words than the kiss he pulled Fay in for that had him panting and feeling weak. Kurogane pushed his tongue into Fay’s mouth, sucked at Fay’s bottom lip, nibbled it.
Fay hardly realized he was being moved until Kurogane broke away and chained his wrists up over his head, added a chain to his collar, and finally chained his ankles as well. When he’d finished, he ran his hands slowly back up until he stood behind Fay, with his mouth at his ear and his large hands over his own smaller ones.
“You’re still dressed.” The tone in Kurogane’s voice made Fay’s breath catch in his throat. He felt hands move over his chest, move over the fabric of his clothes to rub at his nipples before they slid down to take hold of his hips. Kurogane pulled him close, pressing his erection against him. Then a hand moved around to the front of his pants, stroked his cock through the material as Fay felt Kurogane begin to thrust against him. His movements were slow, torturous. He’d wanted this since waking up, and it wasn’t enough. He wanted more.
“Kuro-sama…” .
“What?” Kurogane growled. “You came down here dressed like this on purpose, didn’t you? You went and put that collar on, and those pants, and then came down here and said no.” He emphasized the last word with a sudden, hard thrust of his hips and Fay moaned. “You don’t say no to me, Fay.” Kurogane took hold of his cock through his pants and squeezed gently. “These clothes. The pants won’t get in the way, but the jacket and shirt…” Kurogane’s hands came up and pulled them open, buttons falling to the floor. Then Fay gasped as he felt the jacket being ripped off his body, followed by his shirt. Kurogane untied the length of fabric Fay used as a belt and his pants slid down, falling to his ankles. “That’s much better.”
Kurogane moved around Fay to face him, knelt, took him into his mouth. Fay groaned, and watched Kurogane use his tongue to swirl around the head of his cock and tease it’s tip. Fay watched in fascination as Kurogane’s impossibly warm mouth moved down his shaft, as his hand squeezed his balls gently.
His eyes widened in pleasure when he felt Kurogane’s other hand move up between his legs, felt his fingers against the spot between his balls and his asshole. He sagged a little against the chains and sighed, moaned at the sensation building up inside him.
When Kurogane brushed a finger against his asshole, he tried to move his legs further apart, was stopped by the ankle restraints. Kurogane pushed a finger inside, then two, as his other hand took hold of Fay’s cock. He sucked at the head, flicked lightly with his tongue, then quickly slid his mouth down Fay’s length as he pushed a third finger into him. Fay wanted to close his eyes and enjoy it, but Kurogane’s gaze held him, forbid him to look away.
Kurogane took his mouth off Fay but continued to thrust his fingers. He held Fay’s gaze and deliberately brushed his fingers against his prostate, causing Fay to gasp and buck his hips. He did it again, and then a third time, harder.
“Fay.” He brushed it again. “Don’t come.” Again. “I want to hear you moan for awhile.”
Fay had no desire to keep quiet. He gasped when Kurogane’s mouth slid over him once more, as Kurogane’s fingers moved faster and pushed against that spot more firmly. He was already so close to coming, but he fought to control it. He lost it when Kurogane’s fingers circled his cock and began to pump with quick strokes. Kurogane continued to stroke and suck until his orgasm was finished, leaving him shaky and a little apprehensive.
When Kurogane removed his fingers, Fay whimpered. He felt empty. And he felt a little worried about disobeying Kurogane. The darker man stood, kissed him. Fay could taste himself in the kiss. Kurogane’s hands splayed on Fay’s chest, his thumbs brushing slowly over his nipples. He began to pinch them gently as he took his mouth away from Fay’s, and kissed his throat instead, which made Fay’s cock start to harden again. Kurogane’s mouth moved up to Fay’s ear. “I told you not to come. I told you I wanted to hear you moan for awhile.” His thumbs circled Fay’s nipples. “You didn’t listen. So now you’re not going to come until I have you screaming.” Fay groaned and thrust his hips against Kurogane’s. The threat in those words was intoxicating.
Kurogane kissed down to Fay’s chest, where his mouth closed over one swollen nipple. He sucked on it, pulled, causing a line of pleasure in him that ran directly to his erection. As he pressed his tongue flat against it, Kurogane played with the other. Then he slid one hand down to Fay’s ass, his fingers trailing down Fay’s spine, settling between his cheeks. Not going any further, just teasing him with the possibility.
Fay began to rock against Kurogane’s leg, rubbing his already throbbing erection against it. When he did so, Kurogane pulled away, making Fay pull futilely against his chains. Kurogane moved away. Moved behind him. Fay heard some quiet rustling, then all of a sudden, Kurogane’s hand was on him, slick with oil. Fay made a sound that was pure lust.
When he felt Kurogane’s slick cock slide into him, he could only cry out and clutch at the chains that held him in place. This was what he wanted. One of Kurogane’s arms slunk around his waist and pulled him close, held him in place as Kurogane pushed into him. He began to whisper into Fay’s ear. “You feel so good, Fay…so tight, and so hot…” he began to thrust a little harder. “And you’re mine…” With every thrust of Kurogane’s hips, he cried out. He was Kurogane’s. Kurogane suddenly pushed all the way into him and stopped, brought a hand up to cover his mouth. Fay pushed back, drove himself more firmly onto Kurogane’s cock, moaned.
“There’s someone out there,” Kurogane warned. In the storage room? Being found chained like this was not what he wanted. But he hardly cared, with Kurogane’s cock firmly inside him and Kurogane’s hand around him. Fay pushed back again. “You still want it? Fine. But not one sound.” Kurogane swivelled his hips, moving inside Fay but not pulling out. His hand began to pump Fay’s cock again, and Fay slid his tongue out, tasting Kurogane’s skin. He almost moaned in satisfaction when Kurogane gave him two fingers to suck, but kept it in.
He was alright until Kurogane began to kiss his neck, began to bite it gently. It made being quiet so much harder but it was so good and Fay couldn’t help tilting his head to give the darker man better access. When he did, Kurogane bit a little harder and Fay’s legs felt weak.
Soon enough, Kurogane’s hips began to thrust again, this time at the right angle to hit his prostate, making him grip the chains desperately. Trying to keep silent. Kurogane removed his fingers. “How hard is it to keep quiet, Fay? How difficult is it, with me inside you? Fucking you?” Something threatened to escape Fay, a moan, a whimper, a word, but he fought it. “How long do you think you can last? Because I love you like this. Chained, helpless…all I want is to keep you here. Keep pounding into you…” Fay squeezed the chains harder, fought back a sob of frustration and pleasure. “…and I want to hear you.” He could only manage a whimper at those words, not knowing if there was still someone in the other room, then began to cry out, giving Kurogane what he wanted. He was so close to coming. He could feel it in his balls, in his belly…and then Kurogane stopped. Stopped his hand, his hips. Fay whimpered, tried to push back, but Kurogane held him still, kissed his neck.
“Kuro-sama…” his plea became a moan as Kurogane began to move again, slow, deep thrusts. His hands wandered Fay’s body, running up his sides to rub over his nipples, pinch them gently. One moving up to caress his throat, the other down to pull him back to meet each thrust. He gradually sped up until he was thrusting fast and hard, making Fay cry out again. When he finally hit that sweet spot inside him again, he had to scream. He was so close again. So close, and the feeling of Kurogane’s cock inside him…he felt his head being turned, felt Kurogane kiss him as his hand closed around him once more. That was all he needed to come. Kurogane groaned into his mouth and he felt his cock pulse inside him.
Fay was almost ready to let his weight collapse against the chains when Kurogane moved around to his front and untied the chains at his wrists and throat. Fay fell against him, arms going around his neck and head falling against one broad shoulder. Kurogane lowered them both to the floor, untied the ankle restraints. He held Fay close, pushed his face into Fay’s hair. Fay stayed where he was, listening to Kurogane’s slowing heartbeat as the other man toyed with the ring at his collar.
After a few minutes spent in silence, Fay looked up, smiled. Kurogane shook his head, but smiled back. “Inventory will take even longer now, you know.”