Fic: Chained
Title: Chained
Author: alliterationhor
Disclaimer: here be fiction porn.
Spoilers: nope.
Rating: NC-17.
Word count: 6,787.
Author’s note: inspired by a rainy Florida afternoon. coincidentally, it’s raining again.
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Comments/concrit appreciated.
Chained
It had been raining for hours. Outside the window, a steady drizzle of rain poured down, though the sun was still shining brightly through the clouds. There was no lightening, but accompanying the hum of rainfall was a low, constant mutter of thunder, as if the sky was discontent.
Occasionally, the thunder would crash louder, rattling the walls of the small room around them and reverberating though their bones.
Kurogane and Fai had been having sex for hours. Both of them were soaked with sweat, both of them were breathing heavily; neither of them were aware of anything else but each other.
Both of them, at Kurogane’s insistence, were wearing cock rings; the handcuffs had been Fai’s suggestion.
Kurogane was laying on his back on the bed, his hands at Fai’s hips and thighs, his touch light. Fai was on top of him, with his arms stretched above his head and his wrists in cuffs, which were linked to a chain secured to a beam above the bed.
Fai’s head was bowed, his hair dark at the roots and dripping with sweat. Kurogane felt a thrill of possessive pleasure; there was no one else (at least in this world), that knew the colour Fai’s hair turned when it was wet. There was no one else who got to see those blue eyes, bright and dazed with pleasure. There was no one else who got to see that pale skin flushed pink and glittering with sweat.
Kurogane reached up a hand and rubbed a gentle thumb over the erect point of one of Fai’s nipples. With a low cry, Fai arched into the touch, pushing against Kurogane’s hand for more. Kurogane grinned, watching that slender body quiver at his touch, and dropped his hand.
After a moment, Fai’s hips stilled. With a heave of breath, his body went slack, dangling limply against the chains. “... can’t, a’more ...” he mumbled.
One of Kurogane’s hands drifted from Fai’s neck, across his clavicle, down his chest. “Yes you can,” he whispered, encouragement.
“No ...”
That large hand curled around the swollen length of Fai’s erection and began to stroke it lightly, his thumb flicking at the head, teasing. Fai made a noise, something between a gasp and a grunt, and his hips began to pump up and down again, even faster than before. Kurogane tightened his grip and quickened his pace; the stimulation caused Fai to thrust his ass down even harder onto Kurogane’s cock.
“Yeah,” Kurogane murmured, grinning as he watched Fai’s body slide up and down on his length, watched Fai fucking himself on Kurogane’s cock and fucking Kurogane with his ass. “... like that, ride me, fuck me good ...”
A sharp, choked cry rose from Fai’s throat and his whole body went taut against the chains, his thighs and stomach muscles trembling as it built up inside him, pressure behind his balls, coming now-
Kurogane closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Fai’s muscles clenching around him, squeezing so tight ...
“That’s six,” Kurogane murmured lazily.
Fai hissed, “Bastard,” as he slumped again.
Kurogane flicked his thumb over the slick-purple-smooth head of Fai’s cock, smearing the single drop of pearly liquid that had oozed out. He sat up, and the change of angle of the cock still inside him made Fai groan. Kurogane’s chest pushed against the other man’s, the palms of his hands loosely cupping his ass, his nose resting against the other man’s shoulder, breathing in the salty-sex musk of his skin.
Again that sense of possessive pleasure; only he got to smell this.
“That’s six times I’ve felt you come,” Kurogane whispered, “six times,” now an intimate brush of warm breath against Fai’s ear, “my cock has made you come ...”
“You?” Fai retorted. “I’m the one doing all the work.”
Kurogane chuckled darkly. His hands were suddenly firm on the other man’s hips, pushing him down hard onto his cock. Fai moaned loudly-the pressure was almost unbearable, so deep it almost hurt but it was still so fucking good-his body arched again and his head flung back. Kurogane licked up the exposed curve of that pale neck, feeling the sharp point of Fai’s adam’s apple slide under the flat of his tongue.
Fai’s head tipped forward and they were kissing again; deep, biting, breathless kisses. They kissed mindlessly, passionately, open-mouthed and wet and tongues slipping and tasting around moans.
The chains rattled as Fai pulled against them. He wanted to get his hands on Kurogane, wanted to touch Kurogane in return, but all he could manage was to bump his elbows against Kurogane’s cheeks and the side of his face.
He wanted Kurogane, wanted more; even with Kurogane’s length still buried deep inside him and even after hours and hours of relentless pleasure, even with Kurogane’s arms around him and Kurogane’s tongue in his mouth he still wanted more. It was a fierce ache low and deep in his stomach, echoed and exacerbated with the harsh pound of his heartbeat; more more more.
This must be madness, Fai thought somewhere in the deep, dim recesses of his mind, utter madness. What else could it be?
“I want you to fuck me, c’mon,” Kurogane murmured, giving Fai’s ass a hard squeeze with one hand.
All at once, Fai was intensely and painfully aware of the trickle of sweat that raced down his spine, aware of the stretch of his asshole around the other man’s cock, aware of the heat and pulse of that cock inside him, aware of the fingers pinching his nipples not too gently, aware of the head of his own cock bumping against the other man’s stomach.
Renewed; a second wind. Perhaps a fourth or fifth wind, he thought vaguely. Fai pulled himself up, hands curling around the chain to brace himself, and gathered his feet underneath him.
“Yeah ...” Kurogane breathed, as Fai began to thrust up and down again, his ass slapping audibly against Kurogane’s thighs with every bounce.
Fai could not touch with his hands, so he made up for it with his mouth. He kissed Kurogane’s face, his lips, his cheeks, his nose. He licked Kurogane’s neck, sucked hard at his throat, and bit at his earlobes. His teeth clamped down tightly onto the hard muscle of Kurogane’s shoulder, holding onto the other man the only way he could.
A soft, low groan broke from Kurogane’s lips, and one of his hands squeezed gently at the back of Fai’s sweaty neck. In contrast to Fai’s desperate and frenzied movements, his large hands moved leisurely over the other man’s body; sliding over the sweat-slick skin of his back, up his arms to gently encircle his wrists and down again to his hips, and running lightly over the straining muscles of his thighs. His rough-skinned palms cupped the curve of Fai’s ass, but offered no assistance of his strength to Fai’s thrusts.
“... want to come ...” Fai moaned against his shoulder. “Kuro ...”
Kurogane had been so close to orgasm for hours now, and this was almost enough to send him over the edge. He could feel that sharp, insistent pressure and heat building low in his belly, his balls tight with it, his cock hard and aching for the relief of orgasm. But it was not quite time to give in yet, so he held on.
“I come first,” Kurogane said, reminding him of the terms they had agreed to beforehand.
“... want you to come,” Fai whispered into his ear, “want you to come in my mouth, want to taste you ...”
That was too much. With a growl in his throat, Kurogane reached between their bodies and yanked off his cock ring, then gripped Fai’s ass in his hands as his hips began to drive upward into Fai’s body, a hard and fast and merciless rhythm. He came hard, a sweet dizzying rush of satisfaction and release, his orgasm crashing through his body like the thunder crashing through the sky outside the window.
Kurogane fell back onto the bed, drawing in shallow, ragged breaths, eyes closed as he tried to put himself back together again. It took a long moment, because much of his strength had been required to deny himself orgasm and the orgasm itself had stolen the last of his reserves.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Fai slumped against the chains again, and he was glad the cuffs were padded so they would not leave too much of a bruise.
Blue eyes glared at him resentfully, and long arms jerked against the chains. “I wanted to taste you.” Fai muttered.
Kurogane sat up and caught Fai’s pouting lips with his, opening his mouth to push his tongue inside. Fai made a muffled noise but offered no resistance, instead wriggling his hips around Kurogane’s lap in a way that made come leak out from between their bodies.
“Wanna taste,” Fai murmured. His teeth latched onto Kurogane’s lower lip and tugged; a gentle bite but still sharp. “Let me ...”
Kurogane reached a hand to the now-slick place where their bodies were still joined, gathering some of the fluid onto his fingertip. There was a hint of a teasing smile on his face as he held the fingertip up to Fai’s lips, and when Fai’s mouth reached for it, he pulled it away.
“Say please.”
“Fuck you.”
With a chuckle, Kurogane smeared the come high on Fai’s cheek, where he could not reach it with his tongue. But before Kurogane could realize what he was doing, Fai rubbed his cheek against the other man’s jaw and licked it with the flat of his tongue. Fai swallowed, and smirked at Kurogane.
Kurogane grinned like a wolf. “Cheating. You’ll pay for that.”
Fai grinned in return, unrepentant. “Make me,” he challenged, rocking his hips against Kurogane’s lap, stroking them both with the movement. “C’mon, make me ...”
“You asked for it.”
A low moan of disappointment rose from Fai’s throat as Kurogane slipped out of him; after so long with the other man’s cock inside him, it left him feeling incomplete and aching without it.
Kurogane moved farther back on the bed, turned around and laid down again, then shifted a little more up the bed so that his face was directly between Fai’s thighs, his head positioned underneath Fai’s ass. He turned his head to one side and began to lick leisurely up the smooth skin along the inside of one long thigh, his tongue following a trail of come upward.
Fai grunted softly, tension already building in his shoulders and spine, in anticipation of what he knew was coming. He gripped the chain in his hands, trying to brace himself, but his hands were sweaty and already the cool metal was slipping through his palms.
Kurogane’s tongue flicked out, teasing at the heavy weight of Fai’s balls, then traced along the short space of sensitive skin between the base of his cock and his hole. Kurogane’s hands held onto Fai’s ass, his thumbs stretching the cheeks apart so he had a perfect view of the hole, which was still loose and sticky and a bit raw-looking. His chin lifted and the very tip of his tongue licked over the pucker of muscle, gently at first because he knew this tender spot must be sore.
Fai jerked against the chains, gasping harshly as Kurogane’s tongue glided wet and warm around his asshole, and he pushed down with his hips as hard as he could. Kurogane was prepared for that, his arms braced against the mattress to prevent the other man from smothering him. Fai moaned, loudly, helplessly, as Kurogane continued his ministrations, that tongue a warm, wet, soft pressure and it felt so fucking good he could not stand it, it was too much but he did not want Kurogane to stop, he never wanted Kurogane to stop, and he was-
Coming, only he could not find release because of the cock ring still secured at the base of his erection.
“Seven,” Kurogane murmured, a hint of a laugh in his voice.
“Fuck you,” Fai returned, breathlessly and without any real fury.
After one last, lingering lick around that intimate spot, Kurogane sat up again and held one index finger up in front of the other man’s face, where he had saved a thick drop of his own come.
“Want it?”
“Yes.”
Kurogane watched those lips close over his fingers and those cheeks hollow, felt the hot pull of that mouth sucking the residue off his skin. He groaned as Fai pulled off and went back down again, and his cock throbbed at the memory of that mouth doing the same thing to it not too long ago.
Fai pulled off again, completely this time, and his tongue curled around Kurogane’s middle finger, drawing the two fingers into his mouth so he could go down on them both. His eyes were closed, an intent expression of pleasure on his face as if he would never want to do anything other than this.
And Kurogane wanted to make him come, wanted to make him feel so much intense, irresistible pleasure he went crazy with it, wanted to turn Fai into a quivering mess of orgasmic ecstacy.
Kurogane withdrew his fingers from that mouth and before Fai could make any protest, Kurogane kissed him, hard and furious. Fai’s lips parted eagerly for the invasion of his tongue, and Kurogane could taste the echo of his own orgasm in the other man’s mouth.
“Gonna make you come,” Kurogane growled.
“Yes ...” Fai breathed, teeth biting sharp at Kurogane’s lower lip. “... make me ...”
Kurogane’s mouth smeared a trail of wet kisses down Fai’s neck, his tongue tracing slowly along the hollow of Fai’s throat. Fai drew in a soft gasp when Kurogane’s lips closed over a nipple in a light kiss. Kurogane sucked, gently at first but then harder, drawing the hard peak of that nipple into his mouth so that his tongue could swirl around it.
“... oh fuck,” Fai moaned, his head thrown back again. He could not fight anymore, he could only surrender to the pleasure that was crashing over him. He could not think of anything else but Kurogane; in this moment only he and Kurogane existed, and nothing else mattered.
Releasing that nipple from his mouth, Kurogane drew the tip of his tongue across Fai’s chest and his lips gave the other nipple the same treatment. One of his hands rubbed against the still-wet nipple, thumb and forefinger pinching and playing with the hard point.
Kurogane listened to the sounds Fai was making now, breathless little whimpers and soft moans, and again that sense of possessiveness filled him-only I get to hear him make those sounds-but this time it was tempered with something softer, a feeling very much like genuine affection.
Focusing on the task at hand, Kurogane gave the nipple one last suck before he began to kiss and lick a slow path down the smooth muscles of the other man’s abdomen. The tip of his tongue circled around the shallow indentation of Fai’s bellybutton, then poked it curiously.
Fai gave a low, weak laugh. “Tickles.”
Kurogane dropped a quick kiss on the plane of skin just underneath Fai’s navel, then glanced up. Fai was watching him now, staring down at him intently; waiting. Kurogane shifted a little, his red eyes never breaking contact with the blue, so he could wrap one hand around Fai’s length, lightly stroking.
“Gonna make you come,” he promised again, a low growl.
“Yes,” Fai hissed, his hips thrusting into Kurogane’s fist.
Kurogane opened his mouth and flicked his tongue at the purple-red crown of Fai’s cock, tasting the few drops of fluid gathered there. Fai moaned as he watched Kurogane’s mouth open again and close around the head of his cock, moaned again as he felt that wet-warm-tight mouth engulf him and suck him down.
Now Kurogane closed his eyes, letting himself enjoy the feeling of this cock, hard and hot and heavy on his tongue, letting himself concentrate on every slow lick and every delicious suck on the velvety smooth head.
One of Kurogane’s hands reached between Fai’s trembling thighs, and his thumb applied light pressure to Fai’s hole; Fai moaned loudly at the touch. Kurogane did not mean to, but his thumb slipped easily past the ring of muscle, still loose and slick with lube and come and sweat. Fai’s body writhed desperately against the chains, trying to thrust himself down harder onto Kurogane’s hand and thrust himself harder into Kurogane’s mouth at the same time.
An idea; Kurogane grinned.
“Want you to fuck my mouth,” he murmured, lips moving slippery-warm against Fai’s erection.
“Oh fuck,” Fai mumbled, those words making his cock throb in anticipation and lust, “fuck yeah, let me ...”
Kurogane positioned himself at a careful distance so that Fai could thrust and not choke him, with his other hand on Fai’s hip in case he had misjudged or Fai got too enthusiastic. But he kept his thumb where it was, moving in and out with an unhurried rhythm, with Fai’s ass clenching tight around it.
“C’mon,” Kurogane breathed; permission.
Fai’s hips came forward, cautiously testing the distance, and Kurogane’s open mouth accepted him easily. Fai thrust a few more times, a little deeper each time, into the hot tight sucking pressure of Kurogane’s mouth.
Fai lost it, as Kurogane had expected he would, and began to thrust hard and fast and wild into Kurogane’s mouth. But Kurogane’s hand braced at Fai’s hip kept him steady, kept him from pushing too deep. Kurogane groaned, liking it more than he would ever admit, the feeling of this cock fucking his mouth, sliding thick and heavy over the pillow of his tongue, the feeling of penetration and being filled. The vibration of Kurogane’s moan around his cock sent Fai further into abandon, moaning in response, pushing himself even harder into Kurogane’s ready mouth.
Kurogane pulled his thumb out from Fai’s hole and his fingers deftly unbuckled the cock ring. Then he pushed two fingers into Fai’s asshole, deep, deliberately rubbing against that knot of sensitive nerves. Fai gave a strangled, broken cry and his whole body shook and he was coming, thick spurts of semen hitting the roof of Kurogane’s mouth and his tongue, filling Kurogane’s mouth with his taste.
Fai would have screamed out his orgasm if he had the breath or the strength. But he could only pant, his chest heaving with every harsh breath, his whole body shaking uncontrollably as his climax ripped through him. He could feel this orgasm even after it was over, down deep into his bones, still rumbling through his body like the thunder rumbling through the sky outside the window.
Fai’s body went limp against the chains again, every inch of his skin buzzing pleasantly and his mind a complete blissful blank.
Kurogane swallowed again, and gave one last thorough lick over Fai’s still-erect length to ensure that he had gathered all of Fai’s come. Then he levered himself up onto his elbows, and took a moment to appreciate the picture Fai presented: hands chained above his head, fingers slack, head bowed and sweaty hair hanging down, his skin a vivid pink and his nipples bitten-red and still hard, every muscle loose and his body dangling in utter satisfaction. There were a few bruises beginning to darken on his hips and a few red marks on this thighs and neck where Kurogane had sucked too hard. And there was another thin trickle of come running down his inner thigh, gleaming wetly in the low light.
Fai looked like he had just been perfectly ravished within an inch of his life, and Kurogane felt proud.
Kurogane sat up and kissed him-or he tried to, but Fai’s lips were unresponsive. He huffed out a breath, almost amused. Those blue eyes were still glazed and unfocused; Fai was not recovered yet. Kurogane cradled the other man’s head in his hands and kissed him anyway, light kisses over his parted lips, his cheeks, his chin and his neck.
After a little while, Kurogane leaned back to grab the small silver key from the top of the night table, fit the key into the lock on the handcuffs, and turned it. With a small metallic clink, Fai’s wrists were freed.
Kurogane had expected Fai to slump against him in a heavy, boneless heap, but instead he found that slight weight forcing him back onto the bed and those hands running desperately over every inch of skin they could reach, as if Fai wanted to make up for all the touching he had not been able to do while restrained.
Fai wrapped his hands around the other man’s wrists and tugged his arms over his head, and Fai’s fingers curled Kurogane’s hands around a beam of the headboard.
“Stay,” he ordered.
Kurogane felt inclined to protest, but Fai’s tongue was in his mouth before he could speak and that was a quite effective and pleasant distraction.
Fai attacked his mouth with greedy kisses, with hungry lips and sharp teeth and demanding tongue. His hands roamed endlessly, eagerly; down shoulders and neck, across the impressive muscles of Kurogane’s chest, along his arms and sides, over his hips and stomach. He wanted to touch as much of Kurogane’s skin as possible, wanted to feel it all at once, wanted so much he thought he would go mad with it.
Kurogane’s skin started to hum under this treatment, his heart pumping faster and his blood beginning to heat with revived desire. Fai’s touches, however lingering, were still succeeding in arousing him.
One of Fai’s slender hands curled around Kurogane’s erection, lightly stroking the silky-hard length in his fist. At the touch, Kurogane drew in a sharp breath and his hips jerked eagerly-he had to force himself to keep his hands where they were, where Fai wanted them.
“You’re hard again,” Fai whispered against the other man’s lips, and the undercurrent of pure sex in Fai’s voice made the statement incredibly erotic.
Kurogane let his eyes drift closed as Fai kissed his neck. Fai’s mouth slid slowly downward, his tongue trailing a wet line of saliva to Kurogane’s nipple, circling around it-and he bit, hard.
Kurogane’s body jumped in surprise and he hissed, “Bastard!”
Fai only chuckled. Then his lips closed over that nipple, sucking at it soothingly. One of his hands found Kurogane’s other nipple and pinched, hard, and Kurogane cursed again.
That sharp spark of pain shot straight to his groin (though Kurogane would never admit that to Fai, Fai would never let him forget it), and it only intensified his arousal.
Without warning, Fai enveloped his mouth around Kurogane’s cock and sucked him down. Kurogane gave a low, deep groan, and the world narrowed down to only the incredible tight heat of that mouth around his length. He did not even realize that his hands had left the headboard, his fingers now tangled in long blond hair, until Fai grabbed his wrists and pushed his arms up again.
Kurogane heard a familiar metallic ‘chink’ at the same time he felt a cool weight around his wrists-and realized he was now wearing the handcuffs. An experimental tug of his wrists informed him that he was, in fact, now handcuffed to the bed.
A growl beginning in his throat, Kurogane glanced up at Fai, who was smirking down at him calmly, his heavy-lidded blue eyes glinting with mischief-and possibly a little bit of evil.
“Turnabout is fair play,” Fai whispered, viciously sweet. His hips pushed hard against Kurogane’s, beginning a slow grind of their cocks together between their stomachs. “I’m gonna suck you until you go crazy,” he promised. “I’m gonna fuck you for hours, until the only thing you can feel is me ...”
“Make me,” Kurogane growled, a challenge, shoving his hips up hard against the other man’s.
“I’m gonna make you come so hard you scream,” Fai murmured.
Again, Fai’s tongue was in his mouth before Kurogane could respond. But this kiss was slower, a sensual convergence of slippery tongues and warm mouths. This was the kind of kiss it was easy to get lost in, wet and deep and devouring, a luxuriant twist and slide and press of lips. It was almost like a dance, but this time Fai was in the lead.
Before all thoughts scattered completely, it occurred to Kurogane that this was probably what Fai-the bastard-had planned all along.
Fai ran one hand down the other man’s broad chest, fingers curled and nails scraping lightly but still sharp. His mouth followed, dropping cool, soothing kisses down Kurogane’s chest and stomach. His lips slid down around Kurogane’s cock again, hot and sucking hard, resuming the task with dedication.
Fai’s mouth worked over Kurogane’s erection slowly, with exquisite, excruciating thoroughness. He kissed the head, the crown stained dark red with desire, and swirled his tongue around the ridge. He traced the point of his tongue over the thick, throbbing vein along the underside of Kurogane’s length, and pressed his lips lightly to the velvety-smooth skin. One of his hands cupped Kurogane’s balls, rolling and squeezing them in his warm palm while his mouth attended to Kurogane’s cock.
“Yeah ...” Kurogane groaned, unable to stop his hips from rocking up, just a little, into the sucking heat of that mouth. Above his head, the handcuffs rattled as his arms struggled for freedom; he wanted to be able to touch Fai, he wanted his fingers buried in that sweaty blond hair, he wanted to feel Fai’s head under his palms as it bobbed up and down on his cock. “... like that, suck me ...”
Fai could do this for hours and never want to stop. He loved doing this to Kurogane, he loved that soft gasp Kurogane would give when Fai’s tongue poked into the little dip underneath the head, he loved the way the muscles of Kurogane’s thighs would tremble with the effort it took not to push into his mouth. He loved the way Kurogane moaned, long and low and deep in his throat, when Fai’s lips puckered around the head and sucked at it as if it were a lollipop.
There was a pause in Fai’s attentions, and Kurogane opened his eyes to look at Fai. When their eyes met, Fai’s swollen-pink lips quirked into a smug smile, and Kurogane knew what was next. He was never able to be quite prepared for it, just the thought of it was almost enough to undo him.
Closing his eyes, Fai inhaled a deep breath, consciously relaxing himself. Then his mouth fit over the head of Kurogane’s erection and slid slowly, slowly down, all the way down, until he felt the head brush against the back of his throat. He swallowed.
“Oh fuck!” Kurogane yelled, unable to stop the twist and writhe of his hips. “Don’t-!”
“But you love it,” Fai pointed out, in a perfectly reasonable tone of voice.
Before Kurogane could formulate any kind of argument, Fai was again easing Kurogane’s cock into his mouth and taking it deep into his throat. This time, he stayed down as long as he could, until his eyes were watering and he needed to breathe. He pulled off with a cough, and wiped at his eyes.
Kurogane gave a low grunt of agonized pleasure as Fai deep-throated him a third time-and the third time was his breaking point. He tried to gasp out a warning, but it was too sudden. The muscles of his stomach convulsed and his thighs shook and he came-or he would have come, but Fai’s thumb and index finger were wrapped tight around the base of his cock, cinching off his orgasm.
“That’s one ...” Fai murmured, a teasing lilt to his tone.
Kurogane muttered, “Bastard!” with all the force he could muster, and collapsed back onto the mattress, still breathing heavily.
“Would you rather I stop?” Fai asked, wearing a look of pure, deceptive innocence.
Kurogane exhaled a sharp breath. He enjoyed talking dirty to Fai, but being on the receiving end of it made him blush with embarrassment. Fai knew this, and Kurogane knew Fai loved to make him blush. “... no.” he answered quietly.
“Does ‘no’ mean stop?” Fai leaned over him, keeping their bodies close but not touching, and brushed his lips against the other man’s cheek. “You have to tell me. What do you want ...?”
“No.” Kurogane bit out the words, ignoring the heat he could feel rising to his cheeks. “I don’t want you to stop.”
Fai grinned against his cheek, and one of his hands slid down from Kurogane’s cock, over his balls, and a fingertip teased lightly at Kurogane’s entrance. “You want me to fuck you?”
Kurogane turned his head and caught Fai’s lips in a quick, furious kiss. “Yes.”
Fai located the small bottle of oil and flicked open the cap with a deft thumb. He knelt on the mattress between Kurogane’s knees and took Kurogane’s cock into his mouth again, sucking lazily at the head while the pad of his thumb began to rub a slow, slick circle around Kurogane’s hole.
Kurogane’s only response was to groan and open his legs a little wider; encouraging.
Fai’s mouth was full, but still a smile curved at the corners of his mouth. Usually it took a bit of effort (flirting and teasing and sometimes pouting) to get Kurogane to bottom. Fai knew Kurogane enjoyed it, although he also knew that Kurogane would never admit that, with all his silly manly pride. Fai was perfectly willing to admit he loved bottoming, he knew he was no less of a man for it. But on occasion, he liked to top too. It was always easiest to get Kurogane to comply when Kurogane was drunk on pleasure; Fai could get him to agree to (almost) anything then.
One slippery finger pushed, easing its way past the ring of muscle. Kurogane shifted his hips a little in discomfort, but remained relaxed as the finger penetrated him. A moment later, that fingertip brushed a sensitive spot inside him and Kurogane hissed in a sharp breath, the initial pain swept away by a hot tidal rush of pleasure.
Instead of his mouth going down again, Fai kept his lips wrapped tight around the head of the other man’s cock, while his fingers curled around and stroked the shaft slowly, from the base to where his lips were attached. As Kurogane’s hips squirmed under the attention, another finger slipped easily into his hole, and Kurogane groaned loudly as the fingers prepared him, opening and stretching him.
Kurogane lost himself in a stupor of pleasure. All he could feel was Fai’s mouth and Fai’s hands, all he was aware of was the pleasure Fai’s touch was inflicting on him, all he could think was: yes, Fai, mine, more.
“Enough,” Kurogane grunted, ready.
Fai pushed himself up, his legs straddling the other man’s waist, and attacked Kurogane’s mouth with a ferocious kiss. With his thigh, he pushed one of Kurogane’s knees up, his fingers still moving in and out of Kurogane’s ass.
“Gonna fuck you,” Fai whispered, his lips warm and tickling against Kurogane’s ear as he spoke. “Gonna make you come ...”
“Yes,” Kurogane answered, because he wanted it and he wanted it too badly to pretend otherwise.
Fai grinned and leaned back, looking down at the man underneath him. Kurogane was always fucking gorgeous, but he was exceptionally fucking gorgeous at this moment, with his wrists in cuffs over his head, the muscles of his arms bulging, his tanned skin flushed a darker red at his cheeks and throat, his broad chest shining with sweat, his cock laying thick and proud along his stomach and his legs spread, the heavy muscles of his thighs rippling underneath smooth skin. And his eyes, heavy-lidded and hazy with desire, the ruby gaze still intense enough to burn.
Fai lowered his body down onto Kurogane’s, their erections aligning between their stomachs and pressing together, and his hips began to hump against the other man’s; they both made low noises of pleasure at the contact. Kurogane began to push his hips upward in return, their skins sliding together in an uneven but not unpleasant rhythm.
They were both beginning to breathe hard again before Fai pulled away. He braced his hands at Kurogane’s shoulders, pushing down with his weight, and the head of his cock rubbed teasingly at Kurogane’s hole.
“How do you want it ...?” Fai murmured breathlessly. “... on your back or on your knees ...?”
Kurogane growled, “Now.”
Fai gave a weak laugh. Slowly, he pushed his hips forward and slowly, his length pushed into Kurogane’s body. While he kept his pace slow at first to give Kurogane time to adjust, he distracted himself from the incredible heat and grip of Kurogane’s asshole around his cock by kissing Kurogane, focusing his attention on the warm, slippery slide and press of their mouths.
As they kissed, Fai’s tongue thrust into Kurogane’s mouth in the same rhythm as his cock was thrusting into Kurogane’s body. Kurogane’s mouth sucked eagerly at that tongue as it fucked his mouth, the same way his body was sucking Fai’s cock inside as Fai fucked him.
Fai broke away from the kiss; it was too much stimulation and he wanted this to last longer. His nose and forehead were still pressed against Kurogane’s, his lips brushing Kurogane’s as he spoke, “can you feel that ...? Me, inside you ...”
Kurogane wanted to snap, “Of course I can feel that, idiot!” but he could only manage to mumble, “yes ...”
“Can you feel ... how much I ...”
Kurogane’s gaze immediately sharpened on Fai, but those blue eyes were already averted, their secrets perfectly hidden behind long blond lashes. “I ...”
Fai captured his lips in a kiss, and whatever Kurogane might have said was lost between the slip-slide of their mouths and the twist of their tongues.
Kurogane bent his other knee back and wrapped one leg around Fai’s waist, his heel digging into the small of Fai’s back and urging him even closer. The change of angle made Fai’s cock brush that knot of nerves deep inside him with every stroke, and Kurogane’s hips bucked in encouragement and Fai’s thrusts came faster, harder, deeper.
“Harder,” Kurogane demanded, a low growl from the back of his throat.
Fai reached down between their bodies and rubbed a warm palm over Kurogane’s balls, squeezing delicately at their firm weight. “You want to come ...?”
“Yeah ...”
“Tell me.”
“I ...” Kurogane turned his face away, closing his eyes as he whispered, “want to come ...”
“Want me to make you come?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me ...” Fai breathed into his ear, the words low and intimate and encouraging, “tell me how you want to come ...”
“I want ... to come ...” Kurogane hissed his breath through his teeth, “with you inside me ...” He bucked his pelvis upward once, hard, to emphasize his statement.
“Yes ...” Fai’s voice was a low tremble against Kurogane’s ear; he could feel his climax approaching fast now, the pressure and heat building behind his balls to an almost unbearable point. “... want to feel you ... want you to feel me ...”
“I ...” Kurogane gasped, “feel ...”
The kiss was not even a decision; somehow they both turned their heads at the same time, just enough, as if guided by some gravitational force, and their lips joined together in a sweet, soft kiss.
Leaning back again, Fai let go of what little restraint he had left, and let his hips drive his cock as hard and as fast into Kurogane’s ass as he could. One of his hands curled tight around Kurogane’s erection and began to stroke it with an equal rhythm; Kurogane arched his back and the muscles of his stomach convulsed and he released a deep, guttural groan as he came.
Thick, slippery warmth coated Fai’s fingers and he switched hands. He sucked his sticky fingers into his mouth and licked until his hand was clean, finally getting the taste of Kurogane he craved. Then he came, with the heady taste of Kurogane’s come on this tongue and the hot clench of Kurogane’s ass around his cock.
Fai collapsed on top of Kurogane, both their chests heaving as they tried to recover their breath. Fai’s nose bumped Kurogane’s and Kurogane turned his head a little and their mouths smeared together in a wet, lazy, satisfied kiss.
Kurogane could taste himself in Fai’s mouth, and he licked his tongue at Fai’s lips. Fai opened his mouth willingly, Kurogane pushed his tongue inside to investigate the taste. Fai gave his tongue a light squeeze with his teeth, then sucked at it languidly.
After a moment, they broke apart, both too exhausted to do anything more.
“That’s two,” Fai murmured, running an unsteady hand over the other man’s chest.
It took a moment for Kurogane’s blurry thoughts to coalesce into understanding. “You can’t-” he started, and could not manage to finish the sentence.
Fai chuckled once, then gave a regretful sigh. “No,” he agreed, “I can’t.”
Another moment of slow breathing; cooling down.
Then Fai fell onto his side and shifted up onto his elbows, his fingers fumbling on the night table for the small key. When his wrists were free, Kurogane’s arms fell gratefully to his sides, the muscles aching a little from being restrained. Fai grabbed the towel that was draped over the headboard and cleaned them both with a few quick wipes.
After he tossed the towel to the floor, Fai flopped down beside Kurogane, on his stomach this time, his face turned toward Kurogane’s profile and his eyes closed. Their shoulders and thighs pressed against each other’s comfortably.
“Lucky I could only make it to two,” Fai continued, his voice already tinged with sleepy satisfaction. “You got off easy.”
A beat; Kurogane laughed a little.
Fai blew a puff of air into his ear. “s’funny?”
“‘Got off’.”
“Oh.” A moment of silence. “Oh.” Fai laughed too.
Kurogane stared up at the sturdy ‘X’ overhead made by the beams of bed, at the length of now-cold chain that was still dangling from the center point of the ‘X’. Somehow, it was a surprise to notice that there was still a world around them that had nothing to do with them: there was still rain drumming steadily outside the window, and there was still a ceiling fan swinging in its lazy orbit above the bed. It was dark outside now and he thought it had been daylight when they started, but he could not remember for certain.
Fai knew he should move; it was past time to go. But he was exhausted, utterly and absolutely and blissfully exhausted, and moving seemed like an impossible feat. He ached everywhere; his legs and knees and thighs ached from fucking and being fucked, his ass ached from being stretched and used for so many hours, his shoulders and arms and wrists ached from being chained for so long. Overall, he felt really fucking good.
Kurogane shifted his shoulder and grimaced, realizing there was an ache there that had nothing to do with the handcuffs. He touched the spot where Fai had bitten him, remembering perfectly the feel of those sharp teeth clamping down hard onto the muscle, and muttered, “That’s gonna bruise.” He found he did not particularly mind.
With an effort, Fai levered himself up to take a look. There was already a darkening purple mark in exact shape of his teeth on the curve of muscle of Kurogane’s shoulder, and Fai thought it looked rather beautiful. He kissed it, gently.
“Better not let anyone else see you naked, then,” Fai mumbled contentedly, sliding back down on the bed to lay beside Kurogane.
Kurogane knew he should not say it. But: “That sounds like something a jealous lover would say.”
The change was immediate. Fai’s body went from being a warm, languid sprawl on the bed next to him, to being a coil of cold tension. “I should go,” he said, swinging his legs over the edge of the mattress.
“Stay,” Kurogane said. There was no pleading in the tone, it was only a simple request.
Fai hesitated. “We agreed that wasn’t part of this.”
“You always say that,” Kurogane sighed, “but you always stay anyway.”
A soft sigh; Fai admitted defeat. “Yes, I do.”
Fai laid down again, careful this time for them not to touch. Kurogane kicked the sheets up from the foot of the bed and pulled them up, jostling them both as he got comfortable. He made sure their shoulders were touching again, just a little.
Kurogane and Fai feel asleep quickly, and the rain continued on into the night.
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end note: I considered titling this "Switch", but I didn't want to give too much away. ;p
Author: alliterationhor
Disclaimer: here be fiction porn.
Spoilers: nope.
Rating: NC-17.
Word count: 6,787.
Author’s note: inspired by a rainy Florida afternoon. coincidentally, it’s raining again.
Fanfic archive here.
Comments/concrit appreciated.
Chained
It had been raining for hours. Outside the window, a steady drizzle of rain poured down, though the sun was still shining brightly through the clouds. There was no lightening, but accompanying the hum of rainfall was a low, constant mutter of thunder, as if the sky was discontent.
Occasionally, the thunder would crash louder, rattling the walls of the small room around them and reverberating though their bones.
Kurogane and Fai had been having sex for hours. Both of them were soaked with sweat, both of them were breathing heavily; neither of them were aware of anything else but each other.
Both of them, at Kurogane’s insistence, were wearing cock rings; the handcuffs had been Fai’s suggestion.
Kurogane was laying on his back on the bed, his hands at Fai’s hips and thighs, his touch light. Fai was on top of him, with his arms stretched above his head and his wrists in cuffs, which were linked to a chain secured to a beam above the bed.
Fai’s head was bowed, his hair dark at the roots and dripping with sweat. Kurogane felt a thrill of possessive pleasure; there was no one else (at least in this world), that knew the colour Fai’s hair turned when it was wet. There was no one else who got to see those blue eyes, bright and dazed with pleasure. There was no one else who got to see that pale skin flushed pink and glittering with sweat.
Kurogane reached up a hand and rubbed a gentle thumb over the erect point of one of Fai’s nipples. With a low cry, Fai arched into the touch, pushing against Kurogane’s hand for more. Kurogane grinned, watching that slender body quiver at his touch, and dropped his hand.
After a moment, Fai’s hips stilled. With a heave of breath, his body went slack, dangling limply against the chains. “... can’t, a’more ...” he mumbled.
One of Kurogane’s hands drifted from Fai’s neck, across his clavicle, down his chest. “Yes you can,” he whispered, encouragement.
“No ...”
That large hand curled around the swollen length of Fai’s erection and began to stroke it lightly, his thumb flicking at the head, teasing. Fai made a noise, something between a gasp and a grunt, and his hips began to pump up and down again, even faster than before. Kurogane tightened his grip and quickened his pace; the stimulation caused Fai to thrust his ass down even harder onto Kurogane’s cock.
“Yeah,” Kurogane murmured, grinning as he watched Fai’s body slide up and down on his length, watched Fai fucking himself on Kurogane’s cock and fucking Kurogane with his ass. “... like that, ride me, fuck me good ...”
A sharp, choked cry rose from Fai’s throat and his whole body went taut against the chains, his thighs and stomach muscles trembling as it built up inside him, pressure behind his balls, coming now-
Kurogane closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Fai’s muscles clenching around him, squeezing so tight ...
“That’s six,” Kurogane murmured lazily.
Fai hissed, “Bastard,” as he slumped again.
Kurogane flicked his thumb over the slick-purple-smooth head of Fai’s cock, smearing the single drop of pearly liquid that had oozed out. He sat up, and the change of angle of the cock still inside him made Fai groan. Kurogane’s chest pushed against the other man’s, the palms of his hands loosely cupping his ass, his nose resting against the other man’s shoulder, breathing in the salty-sex musk of his skin.
Again that sense of possessive pleasure; only he got to smell this.
“That’s six times I’ve felt you come,” Kurogane whispered, “six times,” now an intimate brush of warm breath against Fai’s ear, “my cock has made you come ...”
“You?” Fai retorted. “I’m the one doing all the work.”
Kurogane chuckled darkly. His hands were suddenly firm on the other man’s hips, pushing him down hard onto his cock. Fai moaned loudly-the pressure was almost unbearable, so deep it almost hurt but it was still so fucking good-his body arched again and his head flung back. Kurogane licked up the exposed curve of that pale neck, feeling the sharp point of Fai’s adam’s apple slide under the flat of his tongue.
Fai’s head tipped forward and they were kissing again; deep, biting, breathless kisses. They kissed mindlessly, passionately, open-mouthed and wet and tongues slipping and tasting around moans.
The chains rattled as Fai pulled against them. He wanted to get his hands on Kurogane, wanted to touch Kurogane in return, but all he could manage was to bump his elbows against Kurogane’s cheeks and the side of his face.
He wanted Kurogane, wanted more; even with Kurogane’s length still buried deep inside him and even after hours and hours of relentless pleasure, even with Kurogane’s arms around him and Kurogane’s tongue in his mouth he still wanted more. It was a fierce ache low and deep in his stomach, echoed and exacerbated with the harsh pound of his heartbeat; more more more.
This must be madness, Fai thought somewhere in the deep, dim recesses of his mind, utter madness. What else could it be?
“I want you to fuck me, c’mon,” Kurogane murmured, giving Fai’s ass a hard squeeze with one hand.
All at once, Fai was intensely and painfully aware of the trickle of sweat that raced down his spine, aware of the stretch of his asshole around the other man’s cock, aware of the heat and pulse of that cock inside him, aware of the fingers pinching his nipples not too gently, aware of the head of his own cock bumping against the other man’s stomach.
Renewed; a second wind. Perhaps a fourth or fifth wind, he thought vaguely. Fai pulled himself up, hands curling around the chain to brace himself, and gathered his feet underneath him.
“Yeah ...” Kurogane breathed, as Fai began to thrust up and down again, his ass slapping audibly against Kurogane’s thighs with every bounce.
Fai could not touch with his hands, so he made up for it with his mouth. He kissed Kurogane’s face, his lips, his cheeks, his nose. He licked Kurogane’s neck, sucked hard at his throat, and bit at his earlobes. His teeth clamped down tightly onto the hard muscle of Kurogane’s shoulder, holding onto the other man the only way he could.
A soft, low groan broke from Kurogane’s lips, and one of his hands squeezed gently at the back of Fai’s sweaty neck. In contrast to Fai’s desperate and frenzied movements, his large hands moved leisurely over the other man’s body; sliding over the sweat-slick skin of his back, up his arms to gently encircle his wrists and down again to his hips, and running lightly over the straining muscles of his thighs. His rough-skinned palms cupped the curve of Fai’s ass, but offered no assistance of his strength to Fai’s thrusts.
“... want to come ...” Fai moaned against his shoulder. “Kuro ...”
Kurogane had been so close to orgasm for hours now, and this was almost enough to send him over the edge. He could feel that sharp, insistent pressure and heat building low in his belly, his balls tight with it, his cock hard and aching for the relief of orgasm. But it was not quite time to give in yet, so he held on.
“I come first,” Kurogane said, reminding him of the terms they had agreed to beforehand.
“... want you to come,” Fai whispered into his ear, “want you to come in my mouth, want to taste you ...”
That was too much. With a growl in his throat, Kurogane reached between their bodies and yanked off his cock ring, then gripped Fai’s ass in his hands as his hips began to drive upward into Fai’s body, a hard and fast and merciless rhythm. He came hard, a sweet dizzying rush of satisfaction and release, his orgasm crashing through his body like the thunder crashing through the sky outside the window.
Kurogane fell back onto the bed, drawing in shallow, ragged breaths, eyes closed as he tried to put himself back together again. It took a long moment, because much of his strength had been required to deny himself orgasm and the orgasm itself had stolen the last of his reserves.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Fai slumped against the chains again, and he was glad the cuffs were padded so they would not leave too much of a bruise.
Blue eyes glared at him resentfully, and long arms jerked against the chains. “I wanted to taste you.” Fai muttered.
Kurogane sat up and caught Fai’s pouting lips with his, opening his mouth to push his tongue inside. Fai made a muffled noise but offered no resistance, instead wriggling his hips around Kurogane’s lap in a way that made come leak out from between their bodies.
“Wanna taste,” Fai murmured. His teeth latched onto Kurogane’s lower lip and tugged; a gentle bite but still sharp. “Let me ...”
Kurogane reached a hand to the now-slick place where their bodies were still joined, gathering some of the fluid onto his fingertip. There was a hint of a teasing smile on his face as he held the fingertip up to Fai’s lips, and when Fai’s mouth reached for it, he pulled it away.
“Say please.”
“Fuck you.”
With a chuckle, Kurogane smeared the come high on Fai’s cheek, where he could not reach it with his tongue. But before Kurogane could realize what he was doing, Fai rubbed his cheek against the other man’s jaw and licked it with the flat of his tongue. Fai swallowed, and smirked at Kurogane.
Kurogane grinned like a wolf. “Cheating. You’ll pay for that.”
Fai grinned in return, unrepentant. “Make me,” he challenged, rocking his hips against Kurogane’s lap, stroking them both with the movement. “C’mon, make me ...”
“You asked for it.”
A low moan of disappointment rose from Fai’s throat as Kurogane slipped out of him; after so long with the other man’s cock inside him, it left him feeling incomplete and aching without it.
Kurogane moved farther back on the bed, turned around and laid down again, then shifted a little more up the bed so that his face was directly between Fai’s thighs, his head positioned underneath Fai’s ass. He turned his head to one side and began to lick leisurely up the smooth skin along the inside of one long thigh, his tongue following a trail of come upward.
Fai grunted softly, tension already building in his shoulders and spine, in anticipation of what he knew was coming. He gripped the chain in his hands, trying to brace himself, but his hands were sweaty and already the cool metal was slipping through his palms.
Kurogane’s tongue flicked out, teasing at the heavy weight of Fai’s balls, then traced along the short space of sensitive skin between the base of his cock and his hole. Kurogane’s hands held onto Fai’s ass, his thumbs stretching the cheeks apart so he had a perfect view of the hole, which was still loose and sticky and a bit raw-looking. His chin lifted and the very tip of his tongue licked over the pucker of muscle, gently at first because he knew this tender spot must be sore.
Fai jerked against the chains, gasping harshly as Kurogane’s tongue glided wet and warm around his asshole, and he pushed down with his hips as hard as he could. Kurogane was prepared for that, his arms braced against the mattress to prevent the other man from smothering him. Fai moaned, loudly, helplessly, as Kurogane continued his ministrations, that tongue a warm, wet, soft pressure and it felt so fucking good he could not stand it, it was too much but he did not want Kurogane to stop, he never wanted Kurogane to stop, and he was-
Coming, only he could not find release because of the cock ring still secured at the base of his erection.
“Seven,” Kurogane murmured, a hint of a laugh in his voice.
“Fuck you,” Fai returned, breathlessly and without any real fury.
After one last, lingering lick around that intimate spot, Kurogane sat up again and held one index finger up in front of the other man’s face, where he had saved a thick drop of his own come.
“Want it?”
“Yes.”
Kurogane watched those lips close over his fingers and those cheeks hollow, felt the hot pull of that mouth sucking the residue off his skin. He groaned as Fai pulled off and went back down again, and his cock throbbed at the memory of that mouth doing the same thing to it not too long ago.
Fai pulled off again, completely this time, and his tongue curled around Kurogane’s middle finger, drawing the two fingers into his mouth so he could go down on them both. His eyes were closed, an intent expression of pleasure on his face as if he would never want to do anything other than this.
And Kurogane wanted to make him come, wanted to make him feel so much intense, irresistible pleasure he went crazy with it, wanted to turn Fai into a quivering mess of orgasmic ecstacy.
Kurogane withdrew his fingers from that mouth and before Fai could make any protest, Kurogane kissed him, hard and furious. Fai’s lips parted eagerly for the invasion of his tongue, and Kurogane could taste the echo of his own orgasm in the other man’s mouth.
“Gonna make you come,” Kurogane growled.
“Yes ...” Fai breathed, teeth biting sharp at Kurogane’s lower lip. “... make me ...”
Kurogane’s mouth smeared a trail of wet kisses down Fai’s neck, his tongue tracing slowly along the hollow of Fai’s throat. Fai drew in a soft gasp when Kurogane’s lips closed over a nipple in a light kiss. Kurogane sucked, gently at first but then harder, drawing the hard peak of that nipple into his mouth so that his tongue could swirl around it.
“... oh fuck,” Fai moaned, his head thrown back again. He could not fight anymore, he could only surrender to the pleasure that was crashing over him. He could not think of anything else but Kurogane; in this moment only he and Kurogane existed, and nothing else mattered.
Releasing that nipple from his mouth, Kurogane drew the tip of his tongue across Fai’s chest and his lips gave the other nipple the same treatment. One of his hands rubbed against the still-wet nipple, thumb and forefinger pinching and playing with the hard point.
Kurogane listened to the sounds Fai was making now, breathless little whimpers and soft moans, and again that sense of possessiveness filled him-only I get to hear him make those sounds-but this time it was tempered with something softer, a feeling very much like genuine affection.
Focusing on the task at hand, Kurogane gave the nipple one last suck before he began to kiss and lick a slow path down the smooth muscles of the other man’s abdomen. The tip of his tongue circled around the shallow indentation of Fai’s bellybutton, then poked it curiously.
Fai gave a low, weak laugh. “Tickles.”
Kurogane dropped a quick kiss on the plane of skin just underneath Fai’s navel, then glanced up. Fai was watching him now, staring down at him intently; waiting. Kurogane shifted a little, his red eyes never breaking contact with the blue, so he could wrap one hand around Fai’s length, lightly stroking.
“Gonna make you come,” he promised again, a low growl.
“Yes,” Fai hissed, his hips thrusting into Kurogane’s fist.
Kurogane opened his mouth and flicked his tongue at the purple-red crown of Fai’s cock, tasting the few drops of fluid gathered there. Fai moaned as he watched Kurogane’s mouth open again and close around the head of his cock, moaned again as he felt that wet-warm-tight mouth engulf him and suck him down.
Now Kurogane closed his eyes, letting himself enjoy the feeling of this cock, hard and hot and heavy on his tongue, letting himself concentrate on every slow lick and every delicious suck on the velvety smooth head.
One of Kurogane’s hands reached between Fai’s trembling thighs, and his thumb applied light pressure to Fai’s hole; Fai moaned loudly at the touch. Kurogane did not mean to, but his thumb slipped easily past the ring of muscle, still loose and slick with lube and come and sweat. Fai’s body writhed desperately against the chains, trying to thrust himself down harder onto Kurogane’s hand and thrust himself harder into Kurogane’s mouth at the same time.
An idea; Kurogane grinned.
“Want you to fuck my mouth,” he murmured, lips moving slippery-warm against Fai’s erection.
“Oh fuck,” Fai mumbled, those words making his cock throb in anticipation and lust, “fuck yeah, let me ...”
Kurogane positioned himself at a careful distance so that Fai could thrust and not choke him, with his other hand on Fai’s hip in case he had misjudged or Fai got too enthusiastic. But he kept his thumb where it was, moving in and out with an unhurried rhythm, with Fai’s ass clenching tight around it.
“C’mon,” Kurogane breathed; permission.
Fai’s hips came forward, cautiously testing the distance, and Kurogane’s open mouth accepted him easily. Fai thrust a few more times, a little deeper each time, into the hot tight sucking pressure of Kurogane’s mouth.
Fai lost it, as Kurogane had expected he would, and began to thrust hard and fast and wild into Kurogane’s mouth. But Kurogane’s hand braced at Fai’s hip kept him steady, kept him from pushing too deep. Kurogane groaned, liking it more than he would ever admit, the feeling of this cock fucking his mouth, sliding thick and heavy over the pillow of his tongue, the feeling of penetration and being filled. The vibration of Kurogane’s moan around his cock sent Fai further into abandon, moaning in response, pushing himself even harder into Kurogane’s ready mouth.
Kurogane pulled his thumb out from Fai’s hole and his fingers deftly unbuckled the cock ring. Then he pushed two fingers into Fai’s asshole, deep, deliberately rubbing against that knot of sensitive nerves. Fai gave a strangled, broken cry and his whole body shook and he was coming, thick spurts of semen hitting the roof of Kurogane’s mouth and his tongue, filling Kurogane’s mouth with his taste.
Fai would have screamed out his orgasm if he had the breath or the strength. But he could only pant, his chest heaving with every harsh breath, his whole body shaking uncontrollably as his climax ripped through him. He could feel this orgasm even after it was over, down deep into his bones, still rumbling through his body like the thunder rumbling through the sky outside the window.
Fai’s body went limp against the chains again, every inch of his skin buzzing pleasantly and his mind a complete blissful blank.
Kurogane swallowed again, and gave one last thorough lick over Fai’s still-erect length to ensure that he had gathered all of Fai’s come. Then he levered himself up onto his elbows, and took a moment to appreciate the picture Fai presented: hands chained above his head, fingers slack, head bowed and sweaty hair hanging down, his skin a vivid pink and his nipples bitten-red and still hard, every muscle loose and his body dangling in utter satisfaction. There were a few bruises beginning to darken on his hips and a few red marks on this thighs and neck where Kurogane had sucked too hard. And there was another thin trickle of come running down his inner thigh, gleaming wetly in the low light.
Fai looked like he had just been perfectly ravished within an inch of his life, and Kurogane felt proud.
Kurogane sat up and kissed him-or he tried to, but Fai’s lips were unresponsive. He huffed out a breath, almost amused. Those blue eyes were still glazed and unfocused; Fai was not recovered yet. Kurogane cradled the other man’s head in his hands and kissed him anyway, light kisses over his parted lips, his cheeks, his chin and his neck.
After a little while, Kurogane leaned back to grab the small silver key from the top of the night table, fit the key into the lock on the handcuffs, and turned it. With a small metallic clink, Fai’s wrists were freed.
Kurogane had expected Fai to slump against him in a heavy, boneless heap, but instead he found that slight weight forcing him back onto the bed and those hands running desperately over every inch of skin they could reach, as if Fai wanted to make up for all the touching he had not been able to do while restrained.
Fai wrapped his hands around the other man’s wrists and tugged his arms over his head, and Fai’s fingers curled Kurogane’s hands around a beam of the headboard.
“Stay,” he ordered.
Kurogane felt inclined to protest, but Fai’s tongue was in his mouth before he could speak and that was a quite effective and pleasant distraction.
Fai attacked his mouth with greedy kisses, with hungry lips and sharp teeth and demanding tongue. His hands roamed endlessly, eagerly; down shoulders and neck, across the impressive muscles of Kurogane’s chest, along his arms and sides, over his hips and stomach. He wanted to touch as much of Kurogane’s skin as possible, wanted to feel it all at once, wanted so much he thought he would go mad with it.
Kurogane’s skin started to hum under this treatment, his heart pumping faster and his blood beginning to heat with revived desire. Fai’s touches, however lingering, were still succeeding in arousing him.
One of Fai’s slender hands curled around Kurogane’s erection, lightly stroking the silky-hard length in his fist. At the touch, Kurogane drew in a sharp breath and his hips jerked eagerly-he had to force himself to keep his hands where they were, where Fai wanted them.
“You’re hard again,” Fai whispered against the other man’s lips, and the undercurrent of pure sex in Fai’s voice made the statement incredibly erotic.
Kurogane let his eyes drift closed as Fai kissed his neck. Fai’s mouth slid slowly downward, his tongue trailing a wet line of saliva to Kurogane’s nipple, circling around it-and he bit, hard.
Kurogane’s body jumped in surprise and he hissed, “Bastard!”
Fai only chuckled. Then his lips closed over that nipple, sucking at it soothingly. One of his hands found Kurogane’s other nipple and pinched, hard, and Kurogane cursed again.
That sharp spark of pain shot straight to his groin (though Kurogane would never admit that to Fai, Fai would never let him forget it), and it only intensified his arousal.
Without warning, Fai enveloped his mouth around Kurogane’s cock and sucked him down. Kurogane gave a low, deep groan, and the world narrowed down to only the incredible tight heat of that mouth around his length. He did not even realize that his hands had left the headboard, his fingers now tangled in long blond hair, until Fai grabbed his wrists and pushed his arms up again.
Kurogane heard a familiar metallic ‘chink’ at the same time he felt a cool weight around his wrists-and realized he was now wearing the handcuffs. An experimental tug of his wrists informed him that he was, in fact, now handcuffed to the bed.
A growl beginning in his throat, Kurogane glanced up at Fai, who was smirking down at him calmly, his heavy-lidded blue eyes glinting with mischief-and possibly a little bit of evil.
“Turnabout is fair play,” Fai whispered, viciously sweet. His hips pushed hard against Kurogane’s, beginning a slow grind of their cocks together between their stomachs. “I’m gonna suck you until you go crazy,” he promised. “I’m gonna fuck you for hours, until the only thing you can feel is me ...”
“Make me,” Kurogane growled, a challenge, shoving his hips up hard against the other man’s.
“I’m gonna make you come so hard you scream,” Fai murmured.
Again, Fai’s tongue was in his mouth before Kurogane could respond. But this kiss was slower, a sensual convergence of slippery tongues and warm mouths. This was the kind of kiss it was easy to get lost in, wet and deep and devouring, a luxuriant twist and slide and press of lips. It was almost like a dance, but this time Fai was in the lead.
Before all thoughts scattered completely, it occurred to Kurogane that this was probably what Fai-the bastard-had planned all along.
Fai ran one hand down the other man’s broad chest, fingers curled and nails scraping lightly but still sharp. His mouth followed, dropping cool, soothing kisses down Kurogane’s chest and stomach. His lips slid down around Kurogane’s cock again, hot and sucking hard, resuming the task with dedication.
Fai’s mouth worked over Kurogane’s erection slowly, with exquisite, excruciating thoroughness. He kissed the head, the crown stained dark red with desire, and swirled his tongue around the ridge. He traced the point of his tongue over the thick, throbbing vein along the underside of Kurogane’s length, and pressed his lips lightly to the velvety-smooth skin. One of his hands cupped Kurogane’s balls, rolling and squeezing them in his warm palm while his mouth attended to Kurogane’s cock.
“Yeah ...” Kurogane groaned, unable to stop his hips from rocking up, just a little, into the sucking heat of that mouth. Above his head, the handcuffs rattled as his arms struggled for freedom; he wanted to be able to touch Fai, he wanted his fingers buried in that sweaty blond hair, he wanted to feel Fai’s head under his palms as it bobbed up and down on his cock. “... like that, suck me ...”
Fai could do this for hours and never want to stop. He loved doing this to Kurogane, he loved that soft gasp Kurogane would give when Fai’s tongue poked into the little dip underneath the head, he loved the way the muscles of Kurogane’s thighs would tremble with the effort it took not to push into his mouth. He loved the way Kurogane moaned, long and low and deep in his throat, when Fai’s lips puckered around the head and sucked at it as if it were a lollipop.
There was a pause in Fai’s attentions, and Kurogane opened his eyes to look at Fai. When their eyes met, Fai’s swollen-pink lips quirked into a smug smile, and Kurogane knew what was next. He was never able to be quite prepared for it, just the thought of it was almost enough to undo him.
Closing his eyes, Fai inhaled a deep breath, consciously relaxing himself. Then his mouth fit over the head of Kurogane’s erection and slid slowly, slowly down, all the way down, until he felt the head brush against the back of his throat. He swallowed.
“Oh fuck!” Kurogane yelled, unable to stop the twist and writhe of his hips. “Don’t-!”
“But you love it,” Fai pointed out, in a perfectly reasonable tone of voice.
Before Kurogane could formulate any kind of argument, Fai was again easing Kurogane’s cock into his mouth and taking it deep into his throat. This time, he stayed down as long as he could, until his eyes were watering and he needed to breathe. He pulled off with a cough, and wiped at his eyes.
Kurogane gave a low grunt of agonized pleasure as Fai deep-throated him a third time-and the third time was his breaking point. He tried to gasp out a warning, but it was too sudden. The muscles of his stomach convulsed and his thighs shook and he came-or he would have come, but Fai’s thumb and index finger were wrapped tight around the base of his cock, cinching off his orgasm.
“That’s one ...” Fai murmured, a teasing lilt to his tone.
Kurogane muttered, “Bastard!” with all the force he could muster, and collapsed back onto the mattress, still breathing heavily.
“Would you rather I stop?” Fai asked, wearing a look of pure, deceptive innocence.
Kurogane exhaled a sharp breath. He enjoyed talking dirty to Fai, but being on the receiving end of it made him blush with embarrassment. Fai knew this, and Kurogane knew Fai loved to make him blush. “... no.” he answered quietly.
“Does ‘no’ mean stop?” Fai leaned over him, keeping their bodies close but not touching, and brushed his lips against the other man’s cheek. “You have to tell me. What do you want ...?”
“No.” Kurogane bit out the words, ignoring the heat he could feel rising to his cheeks. “I don’t want you to stop.”
Fai grinned against his cheek, and one of his hands slid down from Kurogane’s cock, over his balls, and a fingertip teased lightly at Kurogane’s entrance. “You want me to fuck you?”
Kurogane turned his head and caught Fai’s lips in a quick, furious kiss. “Yes.”
Fai located the small bottle of oil and flicked open the cap with a deft thumb. He knelt on the mattress between Kurogane’s knees and took Kurogane’s cock into his mouth again, sucking lazily at the head while the pad of his thumb began to rub a slow, slick circle around Kurogane’s hole.
Kurogane’s only response was to groan and open his legs a little wider; encouraging.
Fai’s mouth was full, but still a smile curved at the corners of his mouth. Usually it took a bit of effort (flirting and teasing and sometimes pouting) to get Kurogane to bottom. Fai knew Kurogane enjoyed it, although he also knew that Kurogane would never admit that, with all his silly manly pride. Fai was perfectly willing to admit he loved bottoming, he knew he was no less of a man for it. But on occasion, he liked to top too. It was always easiest to get Kurogane to comply when Kurogane was drunk on pleasure; Fai could get him to agree to (almost) anything then.
One slippery finger pushed, easing its way past the ring of muscle. Kurogane shifted his hips a little in discomfort, but remained relaxed as the finger penetrated him. A moment later, that fingertip brushed a sensitive spot inside him and Kurogane hissed in a sharp breath, the initial pain swept away by a hot tidal rush of pleasure.
Instead of his mouth going down again, Fai kept his lips wrapped tight around the head of the other man’s cock, while his fingers curled around and stroked the shaft slowly, from the base to where his lips were attached. As Kurogane’s hips squirmed under the attention, another finger slipped easily into his hole, and Kurogane groaned loudly as the fingers prepared him, opening and stretching him.
Kurogane lost himself in a stupor of pleasure. All he could feel was Fai’s mouth and Fai’s hands, all he was aware of was the pleasure Fai’s touch was inflicting on him, all he could think was: yes, Fai, mine, more.
“Enough,” Kurogane grunted, ready.
Fai pushed himself up, his legs straddling the other man’s waist, and attacked Kurogane’s mouth with a ferocious kiss. With his thigh, he pushed one of Kurogane’s knees up, his fingers still moving in and out of Kurogane’s ass.
“Gonna fuck you,” Fai whispered, his lips warm and tickling against Kurogane’s ear as he spoke. “Gonna make you come ...”
“Yes,” Kurogane answered, because he wanted it and he wanted it too badly to pretend otherwise.
Fai grinned and leaned back, looking down at the man underneath him. Kurogane was always fucking gorgeous, but he was exceptionally fucking gorgeous at this moment, with his wrists in cuffs over his head, the muscles of his arms bulging, his tanned skin flushed a darker red at his cheeks and throat, his broad chest shining with sweat, his cock laying thick and proud along his stomach and his legs spread, the heavy muscles of his thighs rippling underneath smooth skin. And his eyes, heavy-lidded and hazy with desire, the ruby gaze still intense enough to burn.
Fai lowered his body down onto Kurogane’s, their erections aligning between their stomachs and pressing together, and his hips began to hump against the other man’s; they both made low noises of pleasure at the contact. Kurogane began to push his hips upward in return, their skins sliding together in an uneven but not unpleasant rhythm.
They were both beginning to breathe hard again before Fai pulled away. He braced his hands at Kurogane’s shoulders, pushing down with his weight, and the head of his cock rubbed teasingly at Kurogane’s hole.
“How do you want it ...?” Fai murmured breathlessly. “... on your back or on your knees ...?”
Kurogane growled, “Now.”
Fai gave a weak laugh. Slowly, he pushed his hips forward and slowly, his length pushed into Kurogane’s body. While he kept his pace slow at first to give Kurogane time to adjust, he distracted himself from the incredible heat and grip of Kurogane’s asshole around his cock by kissing Kurogane, focusing his attention on the warm, slippery slide and press of their mouths.
As they kissed, Fai’s tongue thrust into Kurogane’s mouth in the same rhythm as his cock was thrusting into Kurogane’s body. Kurogane’s mouth sucked eagerly at that tongue as it fucked his mouth, the same way his body was sucking Fai’s cock inside as Fai fucked him.
Fai broke away from the kiss; it was too much stimulation and he wanted this to last longer. His nose and forehead were still pressed against Kurogane’s, his lips brushing Kurogane’s as he spoke, “can you feel that ...? Me, inside you ...”
Kurogane wanted to snap, “Of course I can feel that, idiot!” but he could only manage to mumble, “yes ...”
“Can you feel ... how much I ...”
Kurogane’s gaze immediately sharpened on Fai, but those blue eyes were already averted, their secrets perfectly hidden behind long blond lashes. “I ...”
Fai captured his lips in a kiss, and whatever Kurogane might have said was lost between the slip-slide of their mouths and the twist of their tongues.
Kurogane bent his other knee back and wrapped one leg around Fai’s waist, his heel digging into the small of Fai’s back and urging him even closer. The change of angle made Fai’s cock brush that knot of nerves deep inside him with every stroke, and Kurogane’s hips bucked in encouragement and Fai’s thrusts came faster, harder, deeper.
“Harder,” Kurogane demanded, a low growl from the back of his throat.
Fai reached down between their bodies and rubbed a warm palm over Kurogane’s balls, squeezing delicately at their firm weight. “You want to come ...?”
“Yeah ...”
“Tell me.”
“I ...” Kurogane turned his face away, closing his eyes as he whispered, “want to come ...”
“Want me to make you come?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me ...” Fai breathed into his ear, the words low and intimate and encouraging, “tell me how you want to come ...”
“I want ... to come ...” Kurogane hissed his breath through his teeth, “with you inside me ...” He bucked his pelvis upward once, hard, to emphasize his statement.
“Yes ...” Fai’s voice was a low tremble against Kurogane’s ear; he could feel his climax approaching fast now, the pressure and heat building behind his balls to an almost unbearable point. “... want to feel you ... want you to feel me ...”
“I ...” Kurogane gasped, “feel ...”
The kiss was not even a decision; somehow they both turned their heads at the same time, just enough, as if guided by some gravitational force, and their lips joined together in a sweet, soft kiss.
Leaning back again, Fai let go of what little restraint he had left, and let his hips drive his cock as hard and as fast into Kurogane’s ass as he could. One of his hands curled tight around Kurogane’s erection and began to stroke it with an equal rhythm; Kurogane arched his back and the muscles of his stomach convulsed and he released a deep, guttural groan as he came.
Thick, slippery warmth coated Fai’s fingers and he switched hands. He sucked his sticky fingers into his mouth and licked until his hand was clean, finally getting the taste of Kurogane he craved. Then he came, with the heady taste of Kurogane’s come on this tongue and the hot clench of Kurogane’s ass around his cock.
Fai collapsed on top of Kurogane, both their chests heaving as they tried to recover their breath. Fai’s nose bumped Kurogane’s and Kurogane turned his head a little and their mouths smeared together in a wet, lazy, satisfied kiss.
Kurogane could taste himself in Fai’s mouth, and he licked his tongue at Fai’s lips. Fai opened his mouth willingly, Kurogane pushed his tongue inside to investigate the taste. Fai gave his tongue a light squeeze with his teeth, then sucked at it languidly.
After a moment, they broke apart, both too exhausted to do anything more.
“That’s two,” Fai murmured, running an unsteady hand over the other man’s chest.
It took a moment for Kurogane’s blurry thoughts to coalesce into understanding. “You can’t-” he started, and could not manage to finish the sentence.
Fai chuckled once, then gave a regretful sigh. “No,” he agreed, “I can’t.”
Another moment of slow breathing; cooling down.
Then Fai fell onto his side and shifted up onto his elbows, his fingers fumbling on the night table for the small key. When his wrists were free, Kurogane’s arms fell gratefully to his sides, the muscles aching a little from being restrained. Fai grabbed the towel that was draped over the headboard and cleaned them both with a few quick wipes.
After he tossed the towel to the floor, Fai flopped down beside Kurogane, on his stomach this time, his face turned toward Kurogane’s profile and his eyes closed. Their shoulders and thighs pressed against each other’s comfortably.
“Lucky I could only make it to two,” Fai continued, his voice already tinged with sleepy satisfaction. “You got off easy.”
A beat; Kurogane laughed a little.
Fai blew a puff of air into his ear. “s’funny?”
“‘Got off’.”
“Oh.” A moment of silence. “Oh.” Fai laughed too.
Kurogane stared up at the sturdy ‘X’ overhead made by the beams of bed, at the length of now-cold chain that was still dangling from the center point of the ‘X’. Somehow, it was a surprise to notice that there was still a world around them that had nothing to do with them: there was still rain drumming steadily outside the window, and there was still a ceiling fan swinging in its lazy orbit above the bed. It was dark outside now and he thought it had been daylight when they started, but he could not remember for certain.
Fai knew he should move; it was past time to go. But he was exhausted, utterly and absolutely and blissfully exhausted, and moving seemed like an impossible feat. He ached everywhere; his legs and knees and thighs ached from fucking and being fucked, his ass ached from being stretched and used for so many hours, his shoulders and arms and wrists ached from being chained for so long. Overall, he felt really fucking good.
Kurogane shifted his shoulder and grimaced, realizing there was an ache there that had nothing to do with the handcuffs. He touched the spot where Fai had bitten him, remembering perfectly the feel of those sharp teeth clamping down hard onto the muscle, and muttered, “That’s gonna bruise.” He found he did not particularly mind.
With an effort, Fai levered himself up to take a look. There was already a darkening purple mark in exact shape of his teeth on the curve of muscle of Kurogane’s shoulder, and Fai thought it looked rather beautiful. He kissed it, gently.
“Better not let anyone else see you naked, then,” Fai mumbled contentedly, sliding back down on the bed to lay beside Kurogane.
Kurogane knew he should not say it. But: “That sounds like something a jealous lover would say.”
The change was immediate. Fai’s body went from being a warm, languid sprawl on the bed next to him, to being a coil of cold tension. “I should go,” he said, swinging his legs over the edge of the mattress.
“Stay,” Kurogane said. There was no pleading in the tone, it was only a simple request.
Fai hesitated. “We agreed that wasn’t part of this.”
“You always say that,” Kurogane sighed, “but you always stay anyway.”
A soft sigh; Fai admitted defeat. “Yes, I do.”
Fai laid down again, careful this time for them not to touch. Kurogane kicked the sheets up from the foot of the bed and pulled them up, jostling them both as he got comfortable. He made sure their shoulders were touching again, just a little.
Kurogane and Fai feel asleep quickly, and the rain continued on into the night.
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end note: I considered titling this "Switch", but I didn't want to give too much away. ;p