[Log] Bibliophiles [Sanada, Atsushi]

[kisarazua]

Characters: Sanada Genichirou, Kisarazu Atsushi
Location: Sanada’s room
Time: While certain someones are off robbing a bank
Rating: MA
Summary: Atsushi stops by to check out Sanada’s...books. The sex is not behind an additional cut, because it is far too much of the log.


The trick to sneaking up on a technopath is to leave all electronics back in your room. The trick to not getting accidentally flattened by sneaking up on a martial artist is to not sneak up on him. Atsushi made sure he had his phone on him when he went to visit Sanada, just in case. It wasn’t his fault that he and his brother often moved rather quietly. It was a cat thing.

Coming up to Sanada’s dorm door, Atsushi knocked. He wondered if Kikumaru, Sanada’s roommate was in or not. He’d heard something about him, Fuji and Oishi heading off toward town. With Niou also busy, Atsushi thought this would be a good time to visit Sanada about some books.

Sanada told his computer to shut down as he walked over to open his door. Smiling at the sight of Atsushi standing there looking as adorable as ever, he stepped aside to let the catboy come in. “Welcome. You’ve come at a good time, Eiji isn’t here.”

“Excellent,” Atsushi said, slinking into the room. “Not that I don’t mind his company and all. It’s nice to talk tail with him, you know. You tailless people don’t know the pain of a fast closing door,” he pointed out. Bypassing the chair, Atsushi sat on Sanada’s bed and looked up at him, rather provocatively. “So, where are these books you promised me?” he asked.

Sanada smirked at Atsushi and stepped closer to the bed. Reaching for the end of the other’s headband, he toyed with the cloth as he looked down at Atsushi. “The bookshelf is to your left, next to the closet. But do you really want to look at those just yet? I’m sure there are plenty of other things we can...discuss.”

Atsushi licked along half of his top lip. “Oh? But...I really like historical novels,” he said, his voice low and husky. “What do you have in mind?” he asked, leaning back onto his hands.

Sanada leaned forward, placing on knee on the bed as he loomed above Atsushi. “Mm, I’ll be happy to give you some personal recommendations. But first...I have a rather lovely cat who needs some attention.” Bending down, he softly molded his lips to Atsushi’s and coaxed the boy into a slow, heated kiss.

“Mm,” Atsushi purred into the kiss. Once finally released, he smirked up at the bigger boy. “And I thought Ryou and I were the impatient ones. Not getting enough, Gen-kun?” he asked, his fingers already starting to unbutton Sanada’s shirt.

Sanada grinned into the kiss. Playing with the hem of Atsushi’s shirt, he nibbled on the cat boy’s human earlobe lightly. “Not nearly, Atsushi-kun.”

“We should fix that then,” Atsushi purred, running his hands along the firm flesh that had been hiding under that shirt. “I could be persuaded to stay for a little while,” he said, kissing Sanada again.

Sanada sighed happily at the feel of warm hands on his stomach. “Mm, we should.” Leaning into the kiss, he slowly pressed Atsushi back onto the bed as his tongue lapped at the other boy’s lips in a silent request for entrance.

Laying back under the persistent weight of the larger boy, Atsushi slid out of his slippers and swung his feet up onto the bed. He opened his mouth and engaged Sanada’s tongue in a slow dance. Pulling away slightly, just for a moment, he asked, with a twinkle in his eyes, “Tail or no tail?”

Sanada reached for the hem of Atsushi’s shirt and pushed the fabric up so that he could toy with the smaller boy’s nipples. Grinning wolfishly at the question, Sanada answered enthusiastically before plundering Atsushi’s mouth again. “Tail. Definitely tail.”

A brief moment of concentration and Atsushi pushed his hips up off the bed so that his tail wasn’t trapped beneath him. He flicked his ears at Sanada as his tail rose up and wormed its way up the back of the other’s shirt. “Kinky,” he said with a smirk. The fingers on his nipples, however, soon had him fisting his hands in the fabric of Sanada’s open shirt and moaning.

Sanada gave Atsushi a predatory smirk and moved down to lave one of the cat boy’s nipples with his tongue. The sight of the tiger tail and matching ears made him throb within the confines of his pants as he worked Atsushi into a frenzy. There was something so deliciously corruptible about the smaller male’s appearance when he let his mutation show.

Atsushi’s heels dug into the mattress as Sanada licked his nipples. Despite how good it felt, however, the way his shirt was pushed up to his armpits was rather uncomfortable, so he let go of Sanada’s shirt for a moment so he could wiggle out of his own. “That’s better,” he said, digging his fingers into the other’s hair.

Sanada sighed at the fingers in his hair as he nipped his way across Atsushi’s chest to his other nipple. Giving it the same attention he’d lavished on its twin, he traced his fingers down the smooth skin of Atsushi’s sides. “Mm, I agree.”

His tail slid around Sanada’s body to the other’s front where Atsushi used it to brush across the bigger male’s nipples. Flick, flick, flick.

Sanada groaned against the skin of Atsushi’s chest as he felt soft fur brushing over his nipples. “Mm, you are such a tease, Atsushi...”

“You love it,” Atsushi said, purring at the way Sanada felt against his chest. He used the hand still gripping Sanada’s unfastened shirt to push it over one shoulder. “You’re overdressed though.”

“You know me well,” Sanada murmured as he shrugged his shirt off and reached for Atsushi’s belt. “Think we’re more evenly dressed for now then?”

“Maybe, but not dressed for the kind of fun I’m hoping for,” Atsushi said, smirking up at Sanada. His tail continued to flick across the other’s chest as he worked on Atsushi’s belt.

Sanada made quick work of Atsushi’s belt and pants, running his hands up the cat boy’s legs slowly as he trailed kisses down Atsushi’s stomach. “Very true.”

Atsushi writhed on the bed again, making a face at the fact Sanada had left his boxer briefs on. Perhaps he should just stop wearing the darn things when he came to visit? His tail probed downward, trying to find a way into Sanada’s pants. “Mm, still...overdressed,” he said.

Sanada smirked at the tail trying to probe at the waist of his pants. Leaning down, he mouthed Atsushi’s stiffening length through the soft cotton of his underwear. “Yes, you are. I suppose I should help you fix that, shouldn’t I?”

“Yes,” Atsushi moaned. “It is difficult to get Tab A,” his tail caressed Sanada through his pants, “into Slot B through Obstruction C,” he said. His fingers clenched and unclenched in the other’s hair as he enjoyed the slow build up.

Sanada moaned softly and slowly peeled Atsushi’s underwear off. Faced with the smaller boy’s naked erection, he ran his tongue from base to tip before digging it into the slit. “Mmhm.”

“Ah!” Atsushi’s shoulders came off the bed as his stomach muscles contracted at the amazing feel of Sanada’s tongue. It was one of the things he admired about the other, his forthrightness and straightforwardness. If he wanted something, he went for it without dilly dallying.

Sanada smirked at the reaction he’d pulled from Atsushi. Despite his build, the cat boy was handsomely endowed, and Sanada took his time with his treat. He prided himself on making his partners feel the utmost heights of pleasure, so Sanada was glad that Atsushi had not brought his brother along this time. It was difficult to be so thorough when there was more than one person to leave limp and sated.

What Sanada was doing with his mouth was exquisite torture and Atsushi was very vocal in his appreciation as he writhed about, hanging onto the blanket and Sanada’s hair. “Ah...yes, yes...oh, good...yes...”

Sanada fumbled for the bottle of lube stashed under his bed, barely managing to grab it without pulling away from Atsushi and the hand gripping his hair. Popping the cap, he poured some of the lube into his hand without looking, a skill he had perfected after a great deal of practice. Once his fingers were slick, he slowly began to press one into Atsushi as he continued to suck the cat boy off.

Atsushi’s voice rose in volume when Sanada slid his finger into him. “Oh...more,” he immediately started begging. “Please, more...want...” His tail lashed against the wall the bed was pushed against with a rather loud thumping noise. “P...pocket...” he said, suddenly remembering that Sanada usually didn’t have condoms with him.

Sanada pulled away from Atsushi long enough to grab a condom and drop it on the bed. Going back to what he’d been doing, he gently sucked on each of the smaller boy’s balls in turn as he added a second finger.

Pressing down against the two fingers inside him, Atsushi continued to moan and beg for more.

Sanada slid a third finger into Atsushi as he dug his tongue into the other boy’s slit.

Gasping at the dual sensation of tongue and fingers, Atsushi opened his eyes and looked at Sanada. “Trying to romance me? Didn’t think that was your style,” he said, panting, trying to provoke the other to going faster and harder.

Sanada simply smirked and curled his fingers as he took Atsushi to the root. He wanted to make the smaller boy scream.

“Ah....” Atsushi’s shoulders came up off the bed again as both his cock and prostate got the full treatment. However, he was made of sterner stuff and he’d seen that smirk, so he took a deep breath and controlled his urge to do more than moan.

Sanada knew what Atsushi was up to as soon as he heard his take a deep breath. Shifting his hand a bit, Sanada used his thumb to massage the other’s perineum.

Okay, that was a particularly loud moan, but Sanada would have to step up his game if he wanted to make Kisarazu Atsushi scream. Three fingers was for whiskey, not catboys.

Sanada moaned around Atsushi length and slipped a fourth finger into him, rubbing his perineum all the while.

“Ah!” Okay, now they were talking. Atsushi rocked back hard against Sanada’s fingers, then forward into the delicious heat of his mouth. “Oh! So...good... Ah! Yes! Ah! So...so close, yes, more...” he cried out.

Sanada curled his fingers and kept a steady pressure on Atsushi’s perineum as he relaxed his throat and took the other boy to the hilt with another low moan of his own.

Since that was Sanada’s response to Atsushi’s warning, the catboy had no compunctions against coming down the other’s throat with an even louder cry. Spent, he slowly relaxed back against the mattress, catching his breath. He opened his eyes to give Sanada a languid look. “Very nice....”

Sanada happily swallowed Atsushi’s load before pulling away and withdrawing his fingers. Stripping out of his pants, Sanada revealed that he’d been wearing nothing underneath them. Pouring more lube into his hand, he coated his throbbing length before climbing on the bed and settling between Atsushi’s thighs. “Ready for the main event?”

Atsushi shook his head. “Condom,” he said, as firmly as he was able. He didn’t want to be walking back to his room leaking Sanada’s fluids later, thank you very much.

Picking up the condom, Sanada tore the package open and put it on, smearing more lube on the outside. “Right. I”m not used to using them, it’s been too long since you’ve come to play with me.” Once it was in place, Sanada spread Atsushi’s legs and slowly slid into him.

“Ha....” Oh, Atsushi loved this part, when a hot, hard length slid slowly inside of him, stretching him and filling him. His head fell back as he fought for breath as Sanada pushed deep inside.

Sanada groaned as Atsushi’s tight heat sucked him in. This was one of his favorite moments, sliding into someone’s tight body, pushing past all the resistance, he loved it. After waiting a moment for Atsushi to adjust, Sanada set a slow, firm pace as he rested his weight on his forearms and rubbed at Atsushi’s ears.

Atsushi loved how delightfully endowed so many mutants were and Sanada was certainly no exception. The feel of the larger man sliding in and out of his body was incredible. He wiggled a little under Sanada until he managed to shift his hips and wrap his legs around Sanada’s waist. “Ah...” he moaned as the change in position caused Sanada’s cock to rub directly across Atsushi’s prostate with every thrust, either in or out. “Yes...” The fingers on his ears caused him to purr when he wasn’t moaning. “More...”

Sanada smirked and gasped slightly as he felt Atsushi moving around. He knew what the other man was doing, so there was no point in stopping him. Instead, Sanada just scratched Atsushi’s cat ears harder while leaning close to whisper in his human ears. “More, huh? More how? Slow, fast, hard, soft, sit up and watch you ride me while I pet your tail?”

“Yes?” Atsushi said with a gasp. “No...hard and fast?” he pleaded. He didn’t know why but he just had an itch that wanted to be scratched and that was what he needed right then. “Can do the other...next,” he said, moaning into Sanada’s ear.

Sanada nodded and kissed Atsushi fervently before shifting his position. Moving the cat-boy’s legs up over his shoulders, he set a brutal pace as he pounded Atsushi into the bed. The part of Sanada’s brain that was still thinking hoped that the other man had brought more than just the one condom along.

Purring while crying out isn’t easy, but Atsushi managed. It was hard, it was fast, it felt like a jackhammer pounding into him as he was bent in two; it was fabulous. “Ah! Ah! Yes...more! Oh! Gen! Yes! Yes!” There could be no doubt in anyone’s mind what was going on for at least two rooms over. Atsushi’s hands gripped Sanada’s arms and held on tight. He felt so good, even after coming moments after Sanada started this pace. He was hoping, with his refraction rate, that Sanada could get him to come again before he came himself. “More...Yes...Ah!”

Now that was what he liked to hear. It was such an ego boost for Sanada to hear Atsushi being so loud. Prying one hand off the smaller boy’s hip, he wrapped it around the cat boy’s length and pumped in time with the motion of his hips. He knew Atsushi had a nearly non-existent refraction rate, and Sanada fully intended to take advantage of that. “Ng...so tight, Atsushi...could do this all day...”

Even through the waves of pleasure (that were timed to the pounding he was getting), Atsushi heard that clearly. He clamped his legs more securely over Sanada’s shoulders and looked up at the other, his eyes nearly black. “Pro...mise?” he asked, his voice broken by gasps.

Sanada growled and stroked Atsushi harder. “Y-yeah...gotta wear...you out...” He always did his best to preserve his stamina as much as possible before spending time with the twins, either together or individually. At the moment, he was rather determined to make Atsushi come for a third time, before his own orgasm could sweep him away.

The position and the persistent pace that Sanada had set was leaving Atsushi breathless. He would gasp in air, then moan it out again. The feeling of imminent orgasm was rising, Sanada’s hand threatening to pull it from him and each thrust in offering to push him over the edge. “Yes...”

Sanada was in heaven. Atsushi felt so good beneath him, he wanted to repay that pleasure in every way. Sliding his hand up the smaller man’s length, Sanada teased Atsushi’s slit with his thumbnail.

That slight frisson of pain was just enough to send Atsushi careening off the edge into full-born orgasm again. He cried out loudly as his body locked up, clamping down hard on Sanada as the tremors swept over him, “Aahh!!” Between the position he was in and the strength of his orgasm, he whited out for a moment.

Sanada stilled for a moment as Atsushi's body squeezed him like a vice, pulling his own orgasm out as well. Once the world came back into focus, Sanada noticed that he was still mostly hard. Not ready for their rendezvous to be over just yet, he slowly started rocking in and out of Atsushi again.

As Atsushi’s heart rate slowed and he could breathe again, he realized that Sanada was still in him, still hard and still going. He shot the bigger boy a lazy smile and purred as the shocks of Sanada’s movement against his oversensitized flesh sent flickers of almost painful pleasure through him. “Not bad,” he said.

Sanada snorted in amusement as he reached down to massage the base of Atsushi's tail. "Better than that, from the sounds you were making."

Writhing again as much as he was able in that position, Atsushi moaned at the added stimulus. “Very not bad?”

Sanada gave Atsushi a wolffish grin before moving his hand away. Sliding the smaller man's legs off of his shoulders, Sanada wrapped his arms around Atsushi and sat up with the cat boy in his lap. Sitting sideways on the bed, he leaned back against the wall and reached around to pet Atsushi's tail again. "Much better. But we aren't done yet."

“Oh really?” Atsushi asked, lifting his arms up and wrapping them around Sanada’s neck, pulling the other down for a slow kiss. “Should we change to a fresh condom? Or are you still good?” he asked.

Sanada hummed appreciatively into the kiss as he spread the hand massaging Atsushi's tail. Splaying his fingers over the smaller man's backside, Sanada used his pinky finger to rub the sensitive flesh of Atsushi's stretched entrance. "Nah, it's still fine. Unless you want me to pull out, in which case I would have to stop touching you."

Atsushi’s penis, trapped between them, twitched as he moaned into the kiss. He was so oversensitized right then, yet even with the pleasure pushed to the point of pain, he simply could not get enough. Briefly he wondered if Sanada had slipped him catnip at some point. Dismissing the thought, he shook his head at the question, opened his mouth and deepened the kiss, eager to see what the other had in mind next.

Sanada was quite happy to run his tongue over the contours of Atsushi's mouth as the kiss continued. Still stroking two of the smaller man's sensitive points, Sanada slowly rocked his hips and pushed up into the cat boy in his lap. It was Atsushi's turn to do the work for this round.

Gasping into the kiss at Sanada’s slow rock, Atsushi purred. He was quite happy with the slow and easy pace that the other had set, so he only moved a little, rocking back and forth slightly in Sanada’s lap. After the hard pounding it was relaxing. Well, as relaxing as having constant jolts going through his overstimulated body could be.

The slow pace was certainly helping Sanada get hard as a rock all over again. As much as he enjoyed giving someone a hard pounding, he liked slow and sensual just as much. Weaving his free hand into Atsushi's hair, Sanada gently scratched behind his ears as they both maintained the slow and easy pace.

Atsushi curled his head toward Sanada’s hand. Sex was nice, but scritches were scritches, after all. “So...the ‘s’ in your name is for Stamina, huh?” he said with a cheeky grin. “What’s the ‘a’ for?”

Sanada ducked his head and nibbled on the lobe of Atsushi's human ear and chuckled. "Well, I'd like to think it stands for amazing, since no one has ever complained about my technique."

“Mm, and the ‘n’?” he asked next. It was a slower, easier build up this time, though the sharp jolts were definitely still present. Atsushi moaned again.

Sanada shrugged and smiled against Atsushi's neck. "Mm, dunno. You tell me."

Atsushi took a deep breath, feeling Sanada’s heartbeat via a most intimate channel and smiled. “How about for, ‘Not as good as Sensei,’” he teased.

Sanada stopped petting Atsushi's tail and entrance long enough to playfully spank the cat boy. "An unfair comparison for the start."

That got Sanada a stilled cat and a glare. “Hey, no spanking. I’m going to be sore enough when I leave, thank you very much.” Atsush turned his nose up and away from Sanada in a classic cat, ‘I’m ignoring you now,’ pose.

Sanada smoothed his hand over Atsushi's backside and kissed his neck apologetically. "Sorry, won't happen again. Honest."

“Psh, let a guy give you several inches and they think they can do anything,” Atsushi said, still ignoring him. But then he turned back with a smile. “Okay, as long as you behave, I’ll stay and let you keep doing me. More please!” he said, rocking his hips.

Sanada chuckled softly and rocked up into Atsushi a little harder. “I’m glad...I would be very disappointed if you suddenly decided to up and leave me like this.”

“Like what?” Atsushi asked, all innocent-like. “Limp and worn out, barely able to give a boy a ride? And you claim to be such a hot top,” he said, shaking his head at Sanada sadly.

Sanada growled at the obvious challenge. Lifting Atsushi off of his lap, he positioned the smaller man on his hands and knees before slamming back in without warning. "Limp and worn out, huh?"

“Uh, huh!” Atsushi gasped, biting at his lip at how good it felt. “Mm, that’s the plan, anyway,” he said with a low voice, looking back over his shoulder at Sanada. He’d mostly recovered from his previous orgasms and was ready for the hard ride he was hoping to get.

Sanada smirked and set a steady pace as he slammed into Atsushi repeatedly. "I'll have you sleepy and done soon..."

Pushing back just as fast and hard, Atsushi didn’t have the breath to comment back, but he thought the smile on his face and the loud moans really said it all.

Sanada did so enjoy having vocal partners, it was an ego boost to know he could make them moan and scream. The feel of Atsushi’s tail against his stomach was setting his nerves on fire as he kept the pace.

Atsushi’s tail curled and uncurled as they crashed together like waves against the shore. At one point it went up and over Sanada’s shoulder, loosely wrapping around his neck before moving on in its restless journey.

Sanada moaned at the soft fur traveling over his skin. Leaning forward, he sucked a dark hickey onto Atsushi’s shoulder blade.

The feel of a mouth on his skin was as seductive as always. Once Sanada lifted his head, Atsushi dropped to his elbows and arched his back a little, giving him a stronger base to push back from. His moans and pants continued unabated.

Sanada growled as Atsushi arched his back like a cat in heat. Sliding a hand up Atsushi's chest, he teased the cat boy’s nipples harshly.

The fingers on his nipples made him pant harder, thrusting back against Sanada with more force. It felt so good and he was determined to make it last this time.

Bracing all his weight on his knees, Sanada slid his free hand down to wrap around Atsushi's length. Pumping the turgid flesh in time with the motion of his hips, Sanada used his thumbnail to tease the sensitive slit on Atsushi's tip.

Bucking harder at the hand on him, Atsushi bit down on his lip to keep from coming again. He flicked his tail around instead to stroke down Sanada’s crack, over his entrance and up to lash softly at Sanada’s balls. He would not be the first to come this time!

"Fuck!" Sanada gasped out the epithet as he felt Atsushi's tail teasing his hot spots. Digging his thumbnail in harder, he sat back on his heels and held Atsushi flush against his chest as he purred in the smaller man's ear. "Be a good kitten and come for me..."

Atsushi shook his head stubbornly. “Nu uh! You first,” he said, panting heavily. It wasn’t often he got like this, but he wasn’t about to lose. His tail caressed down from balls to opening and back up again.

Sanada growled as Atsushi’s tail continued teasing him. The soft fur against his sensitive flesh meant that it wasn’t going to take much. “Make me...”

Tilting his head back and rising up a little, Atsushi managed to trap Sanada’s earlobe between his lips. Not so gently teasing it with his teeth, he pressed back down, flicking the tip of his tail just behind the other’s balls. There were benefits to being so flexible. Make him? Oh, he was positive he could.

Between the teeth on his ear and the tail teasing just behind his balls, Sanada didn’t have a chance. His hips jerked up into Atsushi erratically a few times before his body went rigid as he tested the maximum limit of the condom. “Shi-!”

Finally! With a loud cry of his own, Atsushi finally let go and came too. As he sagged in Sanada’s arms, he realized he’d just splattered his come all over the other’s pillows. “Mm...guess you’re doing laundry tonight...sorry,” he said. He sounded more satisfied than apologetic, however.

Sanada panted softly against Atsushi’s hair as he tried to not fall forward. “Eh, ‘sfine...was planning on it anyway for clothes.” Sanada felt tired, more so than he had in awhile. But then again, Atsushi had more stamina than Kaidoh did, so the cat boy had taken more of his energy to satisfy.

After a few moments, Atsushi dragged himself off of Sanada. “Mm, good thing you wore that,” he said as he nodded at the filled condom still clinging to the other’s softening cock. “I would be all sticky and uncomfortable all the way back to my room.” He stretched, then relaxed and padded over to the bookcase and selected a couple of volumes. “I’m taking a couple of the new ones you have here, okay?” he said, showing the spines to Sanada before bending and picking up his clothes.

Sanada glanced at the books and nodded before carefully removing the condom. Tying a knot in it, he tossed it in the trash before climbing off the bed with a tired groan. “That’s fine. You’ll enjoy those volumes, I’m sure.”

Putting his pants back on and tossing his shirt over his shoulder, Atsushi reached up to pull Sanada down for one last kiss. “Thank you, I’ll try not to keep them too long.” With another grin he opened the door and headed back to his own room, a bounce in his step.

Sanada sighed into the kiss and smiled ruefully as Atsushi left, still looking entirely too energetic. With a sigh, he pulled out some clean clothes and gathered his sheets and pillow to go to the laundry room.