Master
Master
OK! Finally after two weeks LBB has the guts, and the time to finish this ficlet! *dies* Another present for ezran XDXDXD Her fiction that she requested a looong time ago. *dies again* Hope you enjoy it love!
Title: Master
Author: Lemon Bing Bong
Author's Note: This was pretty rushed... ^^;;
Category: Fanfic; Tactics
Claimer: I won't sue you if you steal it but... *cocks shotgun* I have other ways... all characters are fictional and belong to me.
Rated: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, language, smuff, alchohol use
Status: Finished
Dedication: XD This is for ezran!! Love you doll! If you don't know she made my layout! And I'm going to be such a whore and glomp her again!
Teaser:
"W-wait!" he gasped attempting to push Hakura's hands away. "Stop this... it's immoral..." The older mans persistent hands did not waver as he spoke softly,
"Your human morals mean nothing to me." he said as he tossed Kantarou's kimono top across the room messily. "Demons mate with male, and female... it's called animalistic instinct." he said ruffling pale hair that felt like silk. With that said Hakura attacked the smaller boys pale neck with a hot tongue, and persistent lips.
LBB: So I finally finished it...
B's Bout fucking time...
LBB: Shut up...
B's: *tackles*
LBB: AH! FREAKIN' HELL!!
Master
"Ah! I can't believe him!?" A frustrated Hakura growled as he tapped his hand on the wooden table repeatedly. Youko sighed as she set a tea tray down and poured Hakura a cup of 'not so' tea and settled down herself.
"Kantarou can be very stubborn." she murmured sipping her tea. Hakura snorted,
"More like a damned mule!" he muttered. So said Kantarou walked into the room right at that moment. Youko pressed her fingers to her mouth, but Hakura acted completely neutral as Kantarou stalked across the room and walked outside slamming the paper door shut as loudly as possible.
Youko sighed and turned back to her tea just to see Hakura stand and stalk out of the room. A knock on the front door distracted her.
"Hai!" she called standing up and making her way to the door. Opening it she was surprised to see the gentle little girl Suzu standing there. "Ohio, Suzu-chan." she said smiling. Suzu smiled sweetly,
"Ohio." she murmured quietly, "Ano... Youko-chan... my parents are going out of town for a while. I was wondering maybe if you could..." she glanced down blushing as she shuffled her feet. "... could stay with me until then." Youko sighed and glanced over her shoulder than back at the small girl.
"Eh, well I would be happy to but..."
"You can go, Youko." A voice said behind her. Youko looked to see Kantarou standing there,
"Are you sure?" Kantarou smiled,
"Hai." Youko grinned and clapped her hands.
"Just let me gather up some things!" she cried as she ran back into the house to pack.
~*~
Later that night two angry young men battled it out with glares, and harsh words.
They glared at eachother for a few moments before Kantarou spoke,
"I don't know why your getting so defensive." he muttered. Hakura snorted,
"The thing is you don't know anything. Especially about me." Kantarou fumed.
"How can you say that after all we've been through, and done together." he muttered. With a sigh Hakura continued,
"The things you've ordered me to do." he shot back. "I have no free will of my own."
"So you would rather be stuck in a giant rock then?" he asked. Hakura glared,
"I'm thinking that it might be more of an existense than staying here and being your permenant lap dog." Kantarou glared, at a loss for words. With a snort of distaste the smaller boy stalked away and walked up the stairs angrily. Hakura followed,
"Giving up so easy?" he asked. "That's a first." Kantarou snorted,
"Leave, Hakura. I don't want to see you now." he muttered as he stalked into his room. Grabbing a blanket he cuddled up on the floor without a care trying to ignore the persistent Demon Eater behind him.
"Oh, so we do what you want but not what I need?" Hakura asked with distaste. "Your quite the peace maker, Master." he said with scorn. Kantarou went red with anger as he pointed to his balcony window furiously.
"Leave, Hakura! That's an order!" Hakura glared furiously at him as he stalked to the window.
After a fluttering sound Kantarou glanced over to see a few black feathers fluttering to the ground from Hakura's departure into the air.
"Ch..." Kantarou glared. He crawled his way to the cabinet where he found what he was looking for. Inside were various litres of aged sake that were just waiting for him to drink. He reached inside and pulled one out. Opening it he let it air for a moment before taking a small smell. He grinned as he disregarded a cup and started to drink straight from the bottle. Then cuddled up in a ball with his bottle he continued to ignore the parting words of the Demon Eater echoing in his ears.
~*~
Hakura stalked down the city streets ignoring the urchins, and whores who blew smoke from their delicate cigarettes and called to him seductively from they're fenced in windows. Gritting his teeth he turned to the nearest pub and stalked inside.
It wasn't the most respectable bar but he wasn't in need of one. Inside was a place where people could spit on the floor and no one would care. Not one where you could go get a glass of alchohol, and relax to soothing chimes but one where whores fucked the men in the booth right next to you. Settling himself down at the bar he signaled the barkeep.
"Whaddya want?" he growled. Hakura glared at the man who took a step back despite himself.
"I don't care... but make it strong." The bartender nodded as he walked away. Damn... he sighed. What a long night.
~*~
Kantarou laid down onto the floor with a plop as his head danced with multicolored circles. He grinned lazily as his eyes fluttered shut then open again as he thought of his Demon Eater. Glaring now at the ceiling he started to speak to himself,
"I'm not trying to keep him locked away... but isn't it better than being trapped inside a giant rock?" he asked himself... his words slurred as he tried to control his tongue. He must have found it fairly amusing because he burst into giggles and eventually passed out, a drunken grin on his face.
~*~
It wasn't very long until the cheap sake and the loud music was enough for him. Hakura stood up brushing a whore off his shoulder as he left the noisy bar. As soon as he was outside he lifted off into the air. Looking like a figment of imagination to any drunk person who happened to see.
He landed outside in the yard a few minutes later and walked inside. More like stumbled as he caught the statue of a woman, which he struggled to put back in place for a few minutes.
With a frustrated sigh Hakura made his way unsteadily to the stairs, walking slowly he tried to figure out what he was going to do. Finally making it to Kantarou's door he twisted the door knob and pushed it open. Kantarou was still in a small pile on the floor laying there curled up like a child.
"Go away, Hakura." Kantarou ordered. Hakura ignored the demand and walked into the room. Kantarou sat up glaring, "Didn't you hear what I said?" he muttered angrily. Hakura didn't give him the chance to bark another order as he leant down and gripped Kantarous chin forcing his gaze up.
"Shut up, Master..." he murmured before kissing those beautiful pale lips softly. A gasp, and shudder came from the smaller boy as Hakura ravaged those sculptured lips with a talented, teasing tongue. The pale haired boy yanked away roughly when he realized what he was doing.
"What are you doing!?" he gasped running a hand across his lips. "Are you mad!?" Hakura stared at the heaving boy before him. He looked enticing in the moonlit room, his kimono top falling off one slim shoulder, his chest heaving, and his gaze scattery. Hakura's grin was small as he reached for those slim shoulders just to have his hand smacked away.
"S-stop, Hakura you don't know what your doing!" The Demon Eater glared slightly at the other boy,
"Stop telling me how I feel, and what I want." he muttered lowly. "I'm sick of it." With that he gripped Kantarou's shoulders with bruising force and brought the smaller figure colliding against his own.
"H-Haruka..." The pale boy said softly, he dared to look up into those sizzling eyes of the Demon Eater. His breath caught in his throat when he realized that Hakura was stripping him of his cloths. "W-wait!" he gasped attempting to push Hakura's hands away. "Stop this... it's immoral..." The older mans persistent hands did not waver as he spoke softly,
"Your human morals mean nothing to me." he said as he tossed Kantarou's kimono top across the room messily. "Demons mate with male, and female... it's called animalistic instinct." he said ruffling pale hair that felt like silk. With that said Hakura attacked the smaller boys pale neck with a hot tongue, and persistent lips.
"Ah...!" Kantarou gasped, "Stop..." he whispered softly. The other man did not stop but continued his assalt with more fevor as he ran slim fingers up the boys delicate chest and tweaked a nipple. Kantarou bit his lip to stop himself from crying out as the Demon Eater continued to pleasure him in the most immoral, but delicious ways. Hakura laid Kantarou down softly onto the blanket that had recently been wrapped around the smaller boy and continued to nip, and kiss at the velvety skin beneath him. Kantarou's breathy moans, and gasps went straight to Hakura's cock as he ran fingers down Kantarou's chest and towards the drawstrings of his pants.
Kantarou froze, "Ah, god... please stop, Hakura... this is wrong." Hakura did pause this time and stared into Kantarou's shifting eyes, hazed over with lust and pleasure.
"If it's so wrong then why do you enjoy it so?" Kantarou looked away embarrassedly. "The only sounds I want to hear coming from that mouth are 'please', and moans of pleasure." Hakura smirked, "That's an order." With that he tore the drawstring from its place and ripped the red pants from Kantarou's slim calves and thighs which quivered with pleasure and anticipation.
Hakura stared at the nude body with appreciatation. Kantarou was perfect. His calves slim and shapely, thighs curved towards the globes of his ass. He ran his fingers up the paler boys hips and grinned a little at the small noises the pale boy made.
Hakura stroked everywhere but where Kantarou needed it the most. Kantarou's gasps, and moans were becoming desperate as Hakura continued to play with the flesh beneath him that rippled with pleasure, and rose in goose bumps. Hakura's self control was much stronger than that of the smaller man. Finall,y after he'd rubbed hot spots raw and Kantarou clawed at Hakura's shoulders, he leant down slowly and ran his tongue over the ripple of Kantarou's abs.
"God...!" he gasped vocally clawing at the blanket softly. Hakura grinned against the others skin as he licked and nipped dipping his tongue into Kantarou's belly button. Desperate noises made the slim boy's chest heave as he gasped for air. "Please, Hakura..." Victory surged through him as he grinned deviously. Granting the other what he needed desperately he turned his head and licked the side of the pulsing erection that was just perfect for the dainty boy.
"AAAH...!" Kantarou cried tossing his head back as he delved his fingers into Hakura's shoulder blades. He flicked his tongue a few more times before opening his mouth and taking the entire length into his hot spit slick cavern. Kantarou gritted his teeth so that he wouldn't cry out in pleasure and further embarrass himself. The boy couldn't believe the feelings that were coursing through the pit of his stomach and creeping through his thighs.
Hakura's mouth made a vaccum of pleasure that seemed to render him breathless and sensless, other than the immense feeling surrounding his cock. He clenched and unclenched his fists squeezing his eyes shut as his brain started to overload. Just before Kantarou reached his peak Hakura suddenly pulled away leaving Kantarou feeling vulnerable and cold.
"Hakura...?" a timid shaky voice whispered. Before Kantarou could do anything to stop it Hakura flipped the slimmer boy onto his belly and lifted his ass into the air for easy access. "W-what are you doing?" Kantarou whispered trying to look back. Hakura answered his question as he eased Kantarou's cheeks apart and delved in between them with his tongue. This was the first time Kantarou's ever screamed.
"AAAAAH!" his voice muffled by his arms which he had his face buried into. "Hak-Hakura!" he cried breathlessly as the Demon Eater continued to suckle at the pale haired boy's opening like a piece of candy. Sobs of pleasure racked the younger boys body as he begged pitiously for more, "Oh, god... please..." Hakura grinned into the others puckered entrance only stimulating the pleasure even more as he ran fingers lightly over trembling thighs, and quivering abs. Forcing his tongue into the shaking body slowly he lubricated the entrance well with his own natural essence and pulled away.
A whimper came from the slim body under him that was shivering violently. Taking his time Hakura started to strip his clothes, he tossed them aside carelessly as he watched the pale, beautiful body beneath him get ahold of himself. Hakura didn't let him rest for long as he reached over and spun Kantarou around. He looked up with shifty eyes glazed over with passion and lust, his lips parted as he breathed heavily, a fine sheen of sweat making him glimmer.
Kantarou looked up into Hakura's burning eyes questioningly. Using gentle fingers he pried Kantarou's mouth open slowly and directed it towards his own neglected hard on. Kantarou said nothing but gasped slightly at the request. Slowly he opened his mouth all the way and sucked Hakura's erection into his mouth. Hakura panted softly as he ran his fingers repeatedly through Kantarou's hair, and soothed the tension from the others brow to keep from digging fingers deeply into Kantarou's scalp, and thrusting upwards into that delicious heat.
He hissed with pleasure and whispered, "Kantarou..." as he continued to carress the soft cheeks that were sucked inwards. Pleasure racked through the Demon Eater as the small boy continued to pleasure him... he was inexperienced but made up for it when he'd hum in pleasure, and tense at something making him suck harder at the organ in his mouth. Hakura leant back on one hand still on his knees, his abs tightening with pleasure as he rubbed soothing circles into Kantarou's back. The night was silent other than the suckling noises, and the breathy, but quiet moans coming from Hakura. Hakura panted harshly as he forced the others mouth away from his erection.
Kantarou pulled away with a pop breathing heavily as he looked up into Hakura's eyes with worry. Hakura knew what he was going to ask so he kissed the worrys away gently. Kantarou's eyes fluttered shut as he kissed the Demon Eater back. After a few moments of lip lock Hakura pulled away still carressing and rubbing relaxing circles into Kantarou's back and cheeks.
"How do you want this?" he asked softly. Kantarou shivered,
"I-I... what do you mean?" he whispered his voice trembling. Hakura chuckled softly sending ripples of tremors down Kantarou's spine. Leaning in close he whispered,
"How do you want me to fuck you?" Kantarou blushed crimson immediately and looked away worriedly.
"W-what!?" he sputtered. "No... theres no way we can..."
"Ah, you see there is..." Hakura interuppted. "It's easy. Do you want it on your back so you can see exactly what we'll be doing. On your stomach so that you can scream into the pillow if need be, and not wake the neighbors..." Kantarou shivered, "Or on the side... I hear it's easier that way." Hakura's voice flickered from the seductive, dangerous purr to a gentle reassuring whisper that sent chills of pleasure up Kantarou's spine.
Kantarou hesitated. Hakura grinned as he kissed the pale boys shoulder.
"I'll go as slow as you need." he murmured reassuringly. The whispers against his skin were to much to deny as he nodded slowly, "Go on and get comfortable. I'll be right back." he whispered as he stood up completely nude and walked out of the room. Kantarou stood there completely still, not knowing what he should do. If he could do it at all...
Make love to Hakura? he shivered. No, it's not making love at all... there's nothing but lust here. It's fucking Hakura... Kantarou sighed as he fidgeted with the blankets that were tumbled around him. Hakura walked back into the room quietly and it took for him to be directly behind Kantarou before he was noticed. Kantarou jumped from nervousness as Hakura settled himself behind him.
"You ready?" he asked. Kantarou swallowed and nodded, as he settled backwards against Hakura's chest. Hakura chuckled,
"You cuddle like a kitten." he whispered directly into the blushing ear. Kantarou shook violently with anticipation as Hakura turned him around and laid him gently on the blanket. Rubbing a lightly scented oil onto his finger tips he ran them down quivering thighs, and between the firm globes of Kantarou's ass. The boy beneath him hissed with slight pain as Hakura led sure fingers into his tight opening and started to prepare him slowly.
First sticking one finger in, then another using a gentle scissoring action as his body loosened and got used to the sensation. Eventually Hakura pressed deeper and when he found the sensitive gland he pressed down on it hard. Kantarou screamed as he arched off the floor clawing at the back of Hakura's shoulders. Hakura grinned and before that passion was lost he lubricated his erection liberally with oil and positioned himself directly in front of Kantarou's ass. With a nudge he whispered,
"Prepare yourself." before he thrust in sharply making Kantarou gasp with shock as he fought for air. Hakura lost himself with each thrust, and tug. With each breathy moan, to each gasp of shock and pleasure. He lost himself in the sensations of the lithe man below him. Every squeeze of the muscles wrapped around his cock making him thrust harder, making him squeeze tighter. A circle of passion, and emotion.
When Hakura was like this the past didn't matter. He didn't try to remember. All he knew that existed in those precious moments were the rapture, the bliss, and the ectasy. Kantarou clawed at the floor, Hakura's shoulders, and his own face desperately trying, needing more of that ultimate feeling surging through him with each stroke. The look on Hakura's face was enough to send him over the edge as Hakura thrust one final time.
Kantarou cried out with rapture as Hakura emptied his passion into the smaller man, and he collapsedonto tense abs which convulsed with pleasure. Both gasped each others names repeatedly as they rode the tide of the aftershocks of their love making. Neither wanted to part, neither wanted it to end... but like all good things it did. They fell bonelessly to the ground and lay there in each others arms still breathing heavily.
After a good five minutes they had caught their breath. Hakura looked down at the beautiful face that was framed with silvery hair, and grinned.
"We should do that every night, Lover." Kantarou peeked through an eye.
"Lover?" he asked. Hakura snorted,
"What? Did you think I'd be calling you 'Master'?" Kantarou grinned and leaned up to kiss Hakura lightly. The soft press of lips turned to a violent mess of tongues, and lips as they made out for several minutes. Finally after exaustion took over them they both cuddled next to each other on the floor wrapped in a blanket and bathed with moonlight, they fell asleep.
"Kantarou, the only reason why I get upset is because I don't want to feel like your pet. I want to be equal with you. I want you to be equal with me. Because... because I love you."
Hakura didn't know that in such an intimate position sleeping or not... Kantarou heard every word that Hakura spoke in his mind. And he felt the same way.
~*~ End ~*~
LBB: *wrestles*
B's: *watch from a distance as LBB wrestles with herself* *sweatdrop*
OK! Just trying to catch up with all my stories! See you all next time lovers! *smoochie*
Hearts, Lemon Heads, and Starbursts from,
Lemon Bing Bong
OK! Finally after two weeks LBB has the guts, and the time to finish this ficlet! *dies* Another present for ezran XDXDXD Her fiction that she requested a looong time ago. *dies again* Hope you enjoy it love!
Title: Master
Author: Lemon Bing Bong
Author's Note: This was pretty rushed... ^^;;
Category: Fanfic; Tactics
Claimer: I won't sue you if you steal it but... *cocks shotgun* I have other ways... all characters are fictional and belong to me.
Rated: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, language, smuff, alchohol use
Status: Finished
Dedication: XD This is for ezran!! Love you doll! If you don't know she made my layout! And I'm going to be such a whore and glomp her again!
Teaser:
"W-wait!" he gasped attempting to push Hakura's hands away. "Stop this... it's immoral..." The older mans persistent hands did not waver as he spoke softly,
"Your human morals mean nothing to me." he said as he tossed Kantarou's kimono top across the room messily. "Demons mate with male, and female... it's called animalistic instinct." he said ruffling pale hair that felt like silk. With that said Hakura attacked the smaller boys pale neck with a hot tongue, and persistent lips.
LBB: So I finally finished it...
B's Bout fucking time...
LBB: Shut up...
B's: *tackles*
LBB: AH! FREAKIN' HELL!!
Master
"Ah! I can't believe him!?" A frustrated Hakura growled as he tapped his hand on the wooden table repeatedly. Youko sighed as she set a tea tray down and poured Hakura a cup of 'not so' tea and settled down herself.
"Kantarou can be very stubborn." she murmured sipping her tea. Hakura snorted,
"More like a damned mule!" he muttered. So said Kantarou walked into the room right at that moment. Youko pressed her fingers to her mouth, but Hakura acted completely neutral as Kantarou stalked across the room and walked outside slamming the paper door shut as loudly as possible.
Youko sighed and turned back to her tea just to see Hakura stand and stalk out of the room. A knock on the front door distracted her.
"Hai!" she called standing up and making her way to the door. Opening it she was surprised to see the gentle little girl Suzu standing there. "Ohio, Suzu-chan." she said smiling. Suzu smiled sweetly,
"Ohio." she murmured quietly, "Ano... Youko-chan... my parents are going out of town for a while. I was wondering maybe if you could..." she glanced down blushing as she shuffled her feet. "... could stay with me until then." Youko sighed and glanced over her shoulder than back at the small girl.
"Eh, well I would be happy to but..."
"You can go, Youko." A voice said behind her. Youko looked to see Kantarou standing there,
"Are you sure?" Kantarou smiled,
"Hai." Youko grinned and clapped her hands.
"Just let me gather up some things!" she cried as she ran back into the house to pack.
~*~
Later that night two angry young men battled it out with glares, and harsh words.
They glared at eachother for a few moments before Kantarou spoke,
"I don't know why your getting so defensive." he muttered. Hakura snorted,
"The thing is you don't know anything. Especially about me." Kantarou fumed.
"How can you say that after all we've been through, and done together." he muttered. With a sigh Hakura continued,
"The things you've ordered me to do." he shot back. "I have no free will of my own."
"So you would rather be stuck in a giant rock then?" he asked. Hakura glared,
"I'm thinking that it might be more of an existense than staying here and being your permenant lap dog." Kantarou glared, at a loss for words. With a snort of distaste the smaller boy stalked away and walked up the stairs angrily. Hakura followed,
"Giving up so easy?" he asked. "That's a first." Kantarou snorted,
"Leave, Hakura. I don't want to see you now." he muttered as he stalked into his room. Grabbing a blanket he cuddled up on the floor without a care trying to ignore the persistent Demon Eater behind him.
"Oh, so we do what you want but not what I need?" Hakura asked with distaste. "Your quite the peace maker, Master." he said with scorn. Kantarou went red with anger as he pointed to his balcony window furiously.
"Leave, Hakura! That's an order!" Hakura glared furiously at him as he stalked to the window.
After a fluttering sound Kantarou glanced over to see a few black feathers fluttering to the ground from Hakura's departure into the air.
"Ch..." Kantarou glared. He crawled his way to the cabinet where he found what he was looking for. Inside were various litres of aged sake that were just waiting for him to drink. He reached inside and pulled one out. Opening it he let it air for a moment before taking a small smell. He grinned as he disregarded a cup and started to drink straight from the bottle. Then cuddled up in a ball with his bottle he continued to ignore the parting words of the Demon Eater echoing in his ears.
~*~
Hakura stalked down the city streets ignoring the urchins, and whores who blew smoke from their delicate cigarettes and called to him seductively from they're fenced in windows. Gritting his teeth he turned to the nearest pub and stalked inside.
It wasn't the most respectable bar but he wasn't in need of one. Inside was a place where people could spit on the floor and no one would care. Not one where you could go get a glass of alchohol, and relax to soothing chimes but one where whores fucked the men in the booth right next to you. Settling himself down at the bar he signaled the barkeep.
"Whaddya want?" he growled. Hakura glared at the man who took a step back despite himself.
"I don't care... but make it strong." The bartender nodded as he walked away. Damn... he sighed. What a long night.
~*~
Kantarou laid down onto the floor with a plop as his head danced with multicolored circles. He grinned lazily as his eyes fluttered shut then open again as he thought of his Demon Eater. Glaring now at the ceiling he started to speak to himself,
"I'm not trying to keep him locked away... but isn't it better than being trapped inside a giant rock?" he asked himself... his words slurred as he tried to control his tongue. He must have found it fairly amusing because he burst into giggles and eventually passed out, a drunken grin on his face.
~*~
It wasn't very long until the cheap sake and the loud music was enough for him. Hakura stood up brushing a whore off his shoulder as he left the noisy bar. As soon as he was outside he lifted off into the air. Looking like a figment of imagination to any drunk person who happened to see.
He landed outside in the yard a few minutes later and walked inside. More like stumbled as he caught the statue of a woman, which he struggled to put back in place for a few minutes.
With a frustrated sigh Hakura made his way unsteadily to the stairs, walking slowly he tried to figure out what he was going to do. Finally making it to Kantarou's door he twisted the door knob and pushed it open. Kantarou was still in a small pile on the floor laying there curled up like a child.
"Go away, Hakura." Kantarou ordered. Hakura ignored the demand and walked into the room. Kantarou sat up glaring, "Didn't you hear what I said?" he muttered angrily. Hakura didn't give him the chance to bark another order as he leant down and gripped Kantarous chin forcing his gaze up.
"Shut up, Master..." he murmured before kissing those beautiful pale lips softly. A gasp, and shudder came from the smaller boy as Hakura ravaged those sculptured lips with a talented, teasing tongue. The pale haired boy yanked away roughly when he realized what he was doing.
"What are you doing!?" he gasped running a hand across his lips. "Are you mad!?" Hakura stared at the heaving boy before him. He looked enticing in the moonlit room, his kimono top falling off one slim shoulder, his chest heaving, and his gaze scattery. Hakura's grin was small as he reached for those slim shoulders just to have his hand smacked away.
"S-stop, Hakura you don't know what your doing!" The Demon Eater glared slightly at the other boy,
"Stop telling me how I feel, and what I want." he muttered lowly. "I'm sick of it." With that he gripped Kantarou's shoulders with bruising force and brought the smaller figure colliding against his own.
"H-Haruka..." The pale boy said softly, he dared to look up into those sizzling eyes of the Demon Eater. His breath caught in his throat when he realized that Hakura was stripping him of his cloths. "W-wait!" he gasped attempting to push Hakura's hands away. "Stop this... it's immoral..." The older mans persistent hands did not waver as he spoke softly,
"Your human morals mean nothing to me." he said as he tossed Kantarou's kimono top across the room messily. "Demons mate with male, and female... it's called animalistic instinct." he said ruffling pale hair that felt like silk. With that said Hakura attacked the smaller boys pale neck with a hot tongue, and persistent lips.
"Ah...!" Kantarou gasped, "Stop..." he whispered softly. The other man did not stop but continued his assalt with more fevor as he ran slim fingers up the boys delicate chest and tweaked a nipple. Kantarou bit his lip to stop himself from crying out as the Demon Eater continued to pleasure him in the most immoral, but delicious ways. Hakura laid Kantarou down softly onto the blanket that had recently been wrapped around the smaller boy and continued to nip, and kiss at the velvety skin beneath him. Kantarou's breathy moans, and gasps went straight to Hakura's cock as he ran fingers down Kantarou's chest and towards the drawstrings of his pants.
Kantarou froze, "Ah, god... please stop, Hakura... this is wrong." Hakura did pause this time and stared into Kantarou's shifting eyes, hazed over with lust and pleasure.
"If it's so wrong then why do you enjoy it so?" Kantarou looked away embarrassedly. "The only sounds I want to hear coming from that mouth are 'please', and moans of pleasure." Hakura smirked, "That's an order." With that he tore the drawstring from its place and ripped the red pants from Kantarou's slim calves and thighs which quivered with pleasure and anticipation.
Hakura stared at the nude body with appreciatation. Kantarou was perfect. His calves slim and shapely, thighs curved towards the globes of his ass. He ran his fingers up the paler boys hips and grinned a little at the small noises the pale boy made.
Hakura stroked everywhere but where Kantarou needed it the most. Kantarou's gasps, and moans were becoming desperate as Hakura continued to play with the flesh beneath him that rippled with pleasure, and rose in goose bumps. Hakura's self control was much stronger than that of the smaller man. Finall,y after he'd rubbed hot spots raw and Kantarou clawed at Hakura's shoulders, he leant down slowly and ran his tongue over the ripple of Kantarou's abs.
"God...!" he gasped vocally clawing at the blanket softly. Hakura grinned against the others skin as he licked and nipped dipping his tongue into Kantarou's belly button. Desperate noises made the slim boy's chest heave as he gasped for air. "Please, Hakura..." Victory surged through him as he grinned deviously. Granting the other what he needed desperately he turned his head and licked the side of the pulsing erection that was just perfect for the dainty boy.
"AAAH...!" Kantarou cried tossing his head back as he delved his fingers into Hakura's shoulder blades. He flicked his tongue a few more times before opening his mouth and taking the entire length into his hot spit slick cavern. Kantarou gritted his teeth so that he wouldn't cry out in pleasure and further embarrass himself. The boy couldn't believe the feelings that were coursing through the pit of his stomach and creeping through his thighs.
Hakura's mouth made a vaccum of pleasure that seemed to render him breathless and sensless, other than the immense feeling surrounding his cock. He clenched and unclenched his fists squeezing his eyes shut as his brain started to overload. Just before Kantarou reached his peak Hakura suddenly pulled away leaving Kantarou feeling vulnerable and cold.
"Hakura...?" a timid shaky voice whispered. Before Kantarou could do anything to stop it Hakura flipped the slimmer boy onto his belly and lifted his ass into the air for easy access. "W-what are you doing?" Kantarou whispered trying to look back. Hakura answered his question as he eased Kantarou's cheeks apart and delved in between them with his tongue. This was the first time Kantarou's ever screamed.
"AAAAAH!" his voice muffled by his arms which he had his face buried into. "Hak-Hakura!" he cried breathlessly as the Demon Eater continued to suckle at the pale haired boy's opening like a piece of candy. Sobs of pleasure racked the younger boys body as he begged pitiously for more, "Oh, god... please..." Hakura grinned into the others puckered entrance only stimulating the pleasure even more as he ran fingers lightly over trembling thighs, and quivering abs. Forcing his tongue into the shaking body slowly he lubricated the entrance well with his own natural essence and pulled away.
A whimper came from the slim body under him that was shivering violently. Taking his time Hakura started to strip his clothes, he tossed them aside carelessly as he watched the pale, beautiful body beneath him get ahold of himself. Hakura didn't let him rest for long as he reached over and spun Kantarou around. He looked up with shifty eyes glazed over with passion and lust, his lips parted as he breathed heavily, a fine sheen of sweat making him glimmer.
Kantarou looked up into Hakura's burning eyes questioningly. Using gentle fingers he pried Kantarou's mouth open slowly and directed it towards his own neglected hard on. Kantarou said nothing but gasped slightly at the request. Slowly he opened his mouth all the way and sucked Hakura's erection into his mouth. Hakura panted softly as he ran his fingers repeatedly through Kantarou's hair, and soothed the tension from the others brow to keep from digging fingers deeply into Kantarou's scalp, and thrusting upwards into that delicious heat.
He hissed with pleasure and whispered, "Kantarou..." as he continued to carress the soft cheeks that were sucked inwards. Pleasure racked through the Demon Eater as the small boy continued to pleasure him... he was inexperienced but made up for it when he'd hum in pleasure, and tense at something making him suck harder at the organ in his mouth. Hakura leant back on one hand still on his knees, his abs tightening with pleasure as he rubbed soothing circles into Kantarou's back. The night was silent other than the suckling noises, and the breathy, but quiet moans coming from Hakura. Hakura panted harshly as he forced the others mouth away from his erection.
Kantarou pulled away with a pop breathing heavily as he looked up into Hakura's eyes with worry. Hakura knew what he was going to ask so he kissed the worrys away gently. Kantarou's eyes fluttered shut as he kissed the Demon Eater back. After a few moments of lip lock Hakura pulled away still carressing and rubbing relaxing circles into Kantarou's back and cheeks.
"How do you want this?" he asked softly. Kantarou shivered,
"I-I... what do you mean?" he whispered his voice trembling. Hakura chuckled softly sending ripples of tremors down Kantarou's spine. Leaning in close he whispered,
"How do you want me to fuck you?" Kantarou blushed crimson immediately and looked away worriedly.
"W-what!?" he sputtered. "No... theres no way we can..."
"Ah, you see there is..." Hakura interuppted. "It's easy. Do you want it on your back so you can see exactly what we'll be doing. On your stomach so that you can scream into the pillow if need be, and not wake the neighbors..." Kantarou shivered, "Or on the side... I hear it's easier that way." Hakura's voice flickered from the seductive, dangerous purr to a gentle reassuring whisper that sent chills of pleasure up Kantarou's spine.
Kantarou hesitated. Hakura grinned as he kissed the pale boys shoulder.
"I'll go as slow as you need." he murmured reassuringly. The whispers against his skin were to much to deny as he nodded slowly, "Go on and get comfortable. I'll be right back." he whispered as he stood up completely nude and walked out of the room. Kantarou stood there completely still, not knowing what he should do. If he could do it at all...
Make love to Hakura? he shivered. No, it's not making love at all... there's nothing but lust here. It's fucking Hakura... Kantarou sighed as he fidgeted with the blankets that were tumbled around him. Hakura walked back into the room quietly and it took for him to be directly behind Kantarou before he was noticed. Kantarou jumped from nervousness as Hakura settled himself behind him.
"You ready?" he asked. Kantarou swallowed and nodded, as he settled backwards against Hakura's chest. Hakura chuckled,
"You cuddle like a kitten." he whispered directly into the blushing ear. Kantarou shook violently with anticipation as Hakura turned him around and laid him gently on the blanket. Rubbing a lightly scented oil onto his finger tips he ran them down quivering thighs, and between the firm globes of Kantarou's ass. The boy beneath him hissed with slight pain as Hakura led sure fingers into his tight opening and started to prepare him slowly.
First sticking one finger in, then another using a gentle scissoring action as his body loosened and got used to the sensation. Eventually Hakura pressed deeper and when he found the sensitive gland he pressed down on it hard. Kantarou screamed as he arched off the floor clawing at the back of Hakura's shoulders. Hakura grinned and before that passion was lost he lubricated his erection liberally with oil and positioned himself directly in front of Kantarou's ass. With a nudge he whispered,
"Prepare yourself." before he thrust in sharply making Kantarou gasp with shock as he fought for air. Hakura lost himself with each thrust, and tug. With each breathy moan, to each gasp of shock and pleasure. He lost himself in the sensations of the lithe man below him. Every squeeze of the muscles wrapped around his cock making him thrust harder, making him squeeze tighter. A circle of passion, and emotion.
When Hakura was like this the past didn't matter. He didn't try to remember. All he knew that existed in those precious moments were the rapture, the bliss, and the ectasy. Kantarou clawed at the floor, Hakura's shoulders, and his own face desperately trying, needing more of that ultimate feeling surging through him with each stroke. The look on Hakura's face was enough to send him over the edge as Hakura thrust one final time.
Kantarou cried out with rapture as Hakura emptied his passion into the smaller man, and he collapsedonto tense abs which convulsed with pleasure. Both gasped each others names repeatedly as they rode the tide of the aftershocks of their love making. Neither wanted to part, neither wanted it to end... but like all good things it did. They fell bonelessly to the ground and lay there in each others arms still breathing heavily.
After a good five minutes they had caught their breath. Hakura looked down at the beautiful face that was framed with silvery hair, and grinned.
"We should do that every night, Lover." Kantarou peeked through an eye.
"Lover?" he asked. Hakura snorted,
"What? Did you think I'd be calling you 'Master'?" Kantarou grinned and leaned up to kiss Hakura lightly. The soft press of lips turned to a violent mess of tongues, and lips as they made out for several minutes. Finally after exaustion took over them they both cuddled next to each other on the floor wrapped in a blanket and bathed with moonlight, they fell asleep.
"Kantarou, the only reason why I get upset is because I don't want to feel like your pet. I want to be equal with you. I want you to be equal with me. Because... because I love you."
Hakura didn't know that in such an intimate position sleeping or not... Kantarou heard every word that Hakura spoke in his mind. And he felt the same way.
~*~ End ~*~
LBB: *wrestles*
B's: *watch from a distance as LBB wrestles with herself* *sweatdrop*
OK! Just trying to catch up with all my stories! See you all next time lovers! *smoochie*
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