"The King's Concubine"
Title: “The King’s Concubine”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: King’s Gambit
Pairing: Taiga/Wataru
Rating: M
Summary: Wataru unknowingly becomes the Fangire King’s personal pet…
Warnings: BDSM, semi-graphic sex, bondage...
Wataru was never sure how the mark with the King chess piece had been branded into his skin, but he just accepted it. Stranger things had happened to him, after all. But however, he knew that whenever that brand burned… it meant Taiga was calling for him. He would never be sure how, but he knew.
One night, the brand seemed to burn hotter than ever before and Wataru heeded the call, taking his bike to Taiga’s penthouse and going straight up to the top floor.
Taiga was expecting him when he entered the penthouse. “Wataru-kun… you came.” Taiga was having a glass of water.
“Not quite yet I haven’t.” Wataru murmured. “We haven’t even begun… Taiga-sama.”
A look of utter possession crossed Taiga’s face as he placed the glass down. Wataru had no idea what he had managed to get himself into… nor did he care. The young violinist was the sole possession of the Fangire King… just as Taiga liked it. “That’s right…” He muttered. “We haven’t.”
Wataru smirked, slipping into this new, bolder personality that had emerged since Taiga had become his lover…the side of him that Nago and Kengo had begun to nurture, but Taiga had made blossom. “Taiga-sama…we should…gather some more strength.” His tongue flicked out and licked his lips. “Perhaps an appetizer is in order.”
Taiga and Wataru began to circle one another, eyes focused on the other’s movements. “I would prefer to just get to the main course.” Taiga murmured. “The main course being you.” He exhaled. “All of you.”
“Oh, don’t worry Taiga-sama… you’ll have me.” Wataru purred. “I would never go against the wishes of my…”
“King.” Taiga supplied. “I’m not just your master, Wataru-kun… I am your King.” Even if Wataru never learned who Taiga truly was, he wanted to hear those words off Wataru’s seductively full lips.
A smile slowly spread across the innocent young face and he purred. “My King… Taiga-sama.”
Hearing those words almost drove Taiga mad, but instead his eyes darkened with lust and carnal desire. “My cute little concubine.”
Wataru shed his jacket and tossed it aside and then he sauntered into Taiga’s kitchen. “I just need… a little something.” He cast a glance at his master. “I’ll be right back.”
Taiga licked his lips and had more water. Wataru was such a teasing, manipulative little pet. He could be seductive, coy, teasing and sweet and he did it all so well… He finished the glass and followed Wataru into the kitchen.
Wataru was helping himself to some sushi, licking the rice off his fingers as he ate, his eyes focused at first on finding something to eat, but then, Taiga’s presence distracted him.
Taiga watched Wataru feed himself, enraptured for a moment, before he moved to take the sushi from Wataru and fed him some crab rolls, chuckling as Wataru licked his fingertips. His pet always did have the most thrilling ideas of foreplay. Carefully, Wataru fed Taiga a piece of shrimp, reveling in the lustful expression in his King’s eyes.
“You’re tempting me, Wataru-kun…” Taiga murmured as he gave Wataru another piece.
Wataru’s next words almost had Taiga throwing him against the fridge and fucking him right then and there. “What’s stopping you, King?”
Taiga brushed his fingers against Wataru’s lips and Wataru kissed each lip, that wickedly seductive smile growing. Taiga wondered what sort of things those teachers of him taught if he had such a naughty side and he slowly pulled off Wataru’s scarf. “My self-control.” He murmured, kissing Wataru’s lips, his hand sliding up the front of the shirt to wrap itself around Wataru’s throat.
Wataru gasped softly and whimpered into Taiga’s mouth. Taiga was careful not to squeeze the tender throat too tightly, but he applied enough pressure to let Wataru know who was in charge. “You’re quite a tease, Wataru… you’ve been quite naughty. Under normal circumstances, I’d have to punish you, but…” Taiga yanked Wataru closer, their bodies pressed up against one another. He could hear the violinist’s heart thundering in his chest. “…. I think I’ll just eat you up…”
Another whimper and Wataru’s eyes widened. He looked adorable and vulnerable and Taiga was sorely tempted, but as the master, he had to stay strong, so he placed another kiss to those full lips and played the sushi tray on the counter… and then threw Wataru against the wall. Before Wataru had a chance to react, Taiga was on him again, their lips pressed in a kiss that burned with intensity. Wataru was pinned to the kitchen door by Taiga’s weight and when Taiga came up to breathe, Wataru moaned that he wanted more.
“Oh trust me, Wataru-kun, you’ll get more.” Taiga growled, grabbling Wataru by the hand and dragging him into the bedroom. No more teasing.
Candles lighted Taiga’s bedroom and the four-poster bed in the center was covered with dark red and black sheets. Wataru had been in the room before, but he had never taken it in so slowly.
Behind him Taiga wrapped the scarf around his lover’s waist, pulling him ever closer. He slowly kissed and nipped at Wataru’s ear before breathing into it, “Take off your clothes and get on the bed… and don’t tease.”
“What happens if I tease?” Wataru asked, his voice its usual soft tone, but laced with a hint of cheek.
A riding crop slowly made its way up Wataru’s side, the leather smooth against what bare skin it touched. “Then, Wataru-kun, I may just have to punish you for disobeying your King.”
“And what if I want it?” Those wide dark eyes flicked back to Taiga, the lips slowly being licked by that teasing pink tongue.
Taiga’s eyes narrowed and darkened and he looked Wataru over like a shark sizing up his prey… who turned out to be more eager than he thought. “Well, then, if you want it, then I’ll give it to you. I figure that even if you disobey me, it will be for the benefit and pleasure of me.”
“And I live to serve my King.” Wataru purred.
Hearing Wataru refer to him as “His King” almost made Taiga come right then and there, he was so hard. He gave Wataru’s arm a slap. “Undress. Now… and remember: no teasing.” He let Wataru free and took a step back, settling into one of the high backed chairs, Wataru’s scarf in one hand, and the crop in another.
The way Wataru looked at him made Taiga raise his eyebrow. There was a definite lust in them, but also a touch of playfulness. Wataru was a born tease and no amount of threatening was going to curb that urge.
Slowly, Wataru began to undress, slowly dancing to some tune in his head, performing a strip tease for Taiga, determined to tease him until he broke. Taiga watched, enraptured, almost forgetting his order to Wataru. With each teasing glimpse of pale skin, Taiga’s hunger for his little pet grew stronger and as Taiga’s eyes darkened with lust, so did Wataru’s.
The dance got more intense, Wataru behaving like a male stripper, and just to up the ante enough to slide into Taiga’s lap, grinding against him, showering the Fangire King with kisses, touches and bites that had him putty in the violinist’s hands.
Taiga’s head fell back, moaning as Wataru ground his hips into his, his fingers twisting in his shirt, his lips sucking on Taiga’s hot skin. And then… RIP.
Wataru had managed to tear open Taiga’s shirt and when Taiga opened his mouth to protest, Wataru, who by this point was wearing boxer-briefs and not much else, kissed him to shut him up. With a bit of wriggling, Wataru managed to get both of the shirt layers off and slide to the floor between Taiga’s legs…. Removing his belt with his teeth. Wataru smirked. If he was going to get punished for teasing, he was going to earn it. Slowly, he undid the belt as best he could while not moving from his position on all fours, pausing to nuzzle the very obvious bulge in Taiga’s underwear and then pull the zipper of his jeans down with his teeth.
By now, Taiga was very, very hard and almost in pain and when Wataru began to use his teeth, he almost lost it. It took every ounce of his self-control to move his hand and snap the riding crop over his pet’s back. “Wataru-kun…”
Wataru paused in his play and looked up at Taiga with big eyes. “Am I doing something wrong?”
Taiga’s chest was heaving, the silver necklace around his neck bobbing up and down. His hair was mussed from Wataru’s artist fingers and he gazed down at his pet, those eyes almost black from the carnal urges burning through him. “Get on the bed, Wataru-kun.” Taiga breathed. “And take those…” The crop snapped at Wataru’s underwear. “…off.”
“Yes, Taiga-sama…” Wataru rose to his feet and crawled into the large bed, managing to get his underwear off, showing off his full arousal and causing Taiga to lick his lips. Wiling himself to move, Taiga rose to his feet, shaking off his clothing and striding to the bed, twirling the crop.
“You’ve disobeyed me, Wataru-kun.” Taiga began, his voice low and breathy. “Although I will admit, I enjoyed your show…”
“Everything I do is for the pleasure of King.” Wataru replied, softly.
“Good boy.” Taiga murmured. “You learned that lesson very well.” He smirked as Wataru began to shift, the brand of the King’s symbol on his shoulder burning. “However, you still went against my orders… so you’ll still…” The crop traced a path up one of Wataru’s legs to his erection and Wataru jumped when the inside of his thigh got a sharp slap. “…need to be punished.”
“Taiga-sama….” Wataru whimpered.
Without warning, Taiga pulled out Wataru’s scarf and proceeded to tie Wataru’s arms down to the bed, making sure to check the ties. Wataru couldn’t move. “Your punishment is just to be my plaything for the night. I will do what I want to you and while you’re free to tell me what you don’t like and what hurts… I encourage that, you will take what pleasures you.”
Wataru tugged at his restraints and groaned softy. Taiga was piercing him with his gaze, tapping that crop against this chest ever so slowly. “King…”
The breathless word on Wataru’s lips made Taiga lean down and kiss those full lips tenderly. “I know how much you love giving me what I give you, Wataru-kun. I know how much you want to participate, but… you need to learn your place. You know that, ne?”
“Yes, King…” Wataru whimpered.
“Good baby.” Taiga ran the crop up and down Wataru’s pale skin, slapping his thighs. “Now, I don’t mind if you tease… I just mind it when I think you’ve overdone it but you put on such a nice show that I hate to tell you to stop. “ He put his mouth next to Wataru’s ear. “That won’t happen very often, I assure you…” He gave Wataru’s arousal a squeeze and delighted when the younger man squealed. “I like to think that I give you quite a bit of leeway…”
Wataru was moaning for more by now and Taiga took his time stroking him, murmuring compliments, reminding Wataru who was in charge. Wataru took everything and kept asking for more.
“More what, Wataru-kun?” Taiga asked, moving between Wataru’s spread legs, his smile coy.
“Please give me more, Taiga-sama… King!” Wataru’s tone was full of desperation.
Taiga had begun to slick up his hands with lubricant, his leather glove discarded, and Wataru’s voice speaking so beautifully only made him harder and he smirked. “Good boy… such a very good boy.” He instructed Wataru to spread his legs and once he had settled in, he began to prepare Wataru, experimenting with his fingers and whispering soothing words. Wataru was twisting about and whimpering, the pleasure almost too much for him to bear.
“It’s all right, Wataru-kun…” Taiga soothed. “It’ll feel good soon…” He began to push his fingers in a bit further and Wataru arched his back, crying out from the pleasure. “Ah, I found the spot.”
Wataru’s head thrashed about from Taiga invading him this way. It felt even better since their first night together. The moment Taiga, his King, touched him, he craved everything the older boy could give him and more… and Taiga was always ready and willing to please his pet. Wataru’s needs were just as important as Taiga’s own. “Taiga-sama….” He pleaded, breathless and wanting.
Taiga, keeping his fingers moving, reached up to caress his pet’s face, his King symbol warm against Wataru’s cheek. He kissed Wataru fully, swallowing up his moans. “My beautiful little Wataru-kun…” he murmured, withdrawing his fingers and slicking up his own arousal. Wataru was finally ready for him.
Slowly, very slowly, Taiga pushed himself fully into Wataru’s heat. He was tight and wet and it felt oh, so good inside him. For Wataru, it felt even better, and he shut his eyes so Taiga couldn’t see the way his eyes rolled back into his head and he moaned for his King.
Taiga exhaled, trying to force himself not to rush. He wanted this to last… and Wataru was still tied up. He didn’t want to hurt his concubine. “Are you all right, Wataru-kun?”
“I’m fucking amazing, King…” Wataru breathed. It was true. Everything felt more intense than ever. It was like he and Taiga had joined in more than just body. He could feel everything Taiga felt and more importantly, he could feel Taiga: his warmth, his passion and his power…. And he wanted more.
“Good…” Taiga began to move within Wataru, snapping his lips in time with the rhythm Wataru had begun. “…move with me.”
Even though he was being held back, Wataru still managed to move with Taiga, thrusting in time with his King, moaning for every ounce of pleasure he felt. He wished he wasn’t’ being punished. He wanted to embrace him, pull him close, feel that pale, hot skin and lick, nip and bite like he always did when they made love. But he would settle for what his King asked of him. He continued to give it all he had and more and Taiga moaned with each thrust that drove him deeper and deeper.
“So tight Wataru-kun…” he groaned. “Are you sure you’ve been… taken this way before?”
“Yes….” Wataru’s head fell back. Both Kengo and Nago had taken him… but neither of them had done to him what Taiga was doing to him. “But they weren’t as good as you, Taiga-sama.”
The words fed Taiga’s ego and made him grin. “I’m glad…I’ll make sure that no one ever wants you the way I do.” He kept thrusting and he changed the angle a little and suddenly, a thrust had Wataru screaming, thrashing his head about. Taiga couldn’t help his smile. He’d finally hit just the right spot.
He kept thrusting, harder, faster, screaming with Wataru and jerking him off, making sure to keep his pet as pleasured as he was.
The combination of the thrusting, being tied up, Taiga’s moaning and just the rush he felt from being together with him finally did Wataru in and he came, exploding over his stomach and Taiga’s hand.
When Wataru came, a rush raced through Taiga… he could feel everything that Wataru felt and more and he loved it. He leaned down to kiss his pet, still keeping his rhythm until the pressure that had been tightening around him was far too much and he threw back his head, screaming in pleasure, exploding into Wataru’s body.
Wataru lay semi-limp beneath his King, whimpering. “Taiga-sama…”
Taiga gently untied Wataru and kissed him. Suddenly, they couldn’t be close enough. “Wataru-kun…” He gathered his beautiful concubine in his arms and held him close. “You did very well.”
“I have… a good master to teach me.”
“You adorable little tease.” Taiga purred, kissing him again, his fingers sliding over the warm, sweaty skin. “You’re all mine, ne?”
Tired from their play, Wataru nodded. “I serve only my King.”
Hearing Wataru call him “my King” again, made Taiga smile, his Fangire heart warm with affection. He kissed Wataru’s forehead and the two snuggled under the sheets together….
But not before Taiga made sure the riding crop was in close proximity… just in case.
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva
Universe: King’s Gambit
Pairing: Taiga/Wataru
Rating: M
Summary: Wataru unknowingly becomes the Fangire King’s personal pet…
Warnings: BDSM, semi-graphic sex, bondage...
Wataru was never sure how the mark with the King chess piece had been branded into his skin, but he just accepted it. Stranger things had happened to him, after all. But however, he knew that whenever that brand burned… it meant Taiga was calling for him. He would never be sure how, but he knew.
One night, the brand seemed to burn hotter than ever before and Wataru heeded the call, taking his bike to Taiga’s penthouse and going straight up to the top floor.
Taiga was expecting him when he entered the penthouse. “Wataru-kun… you came.” Taiga was having a glass of water.
“Not quite yet I haven’t.” Wataru murmured. “We haven’t even begun… Taiga-sama.”
A look of utter possession crossed Taiga’s face as he placed the glass down. Wataru had no idea what he had managed to get himself into… nor did he care. The young violinist was the sole possession of the Fangire King… just as Taiga liked it. “That’s right…” He muttered. “We haven’t.”
Wataru smirked, slipping into this new, bolder personality that had emerged since Taiga had become his lover…the side of him that Nago and Kengo had begun to nurture, but Taiga had made blossom. “Taiga-sama…we should…gather some more strength.” His tongue flicked out and licked his lips. “Perhaps an appetizer is in order.”
Taiga and Wataru began to circle one another, eyes focused on the other’s movements. “I would prefer to just get to the main course.” Taiga murmured. “The main course being you.” He exhaled. “All of you.”
“Oh, don’t worry Taiga-sama… you’ll have me.” Wataru purred. “I would never go against the wishes of my…”
“King.” Taiga supplied. “I’m not just your master, Wataru-kun… I am your King.” Even if Wataru never learned who Taiga truly was, he wanted to hear those words off Wataru’s seductively full lips.
A smile slowly spread across the innocent young face and he purred. “My King… Taiga-sama.”
Hearing those words almost drove Taiga mad, but instead his eyes darkened with lust and carnal desire. “My cute little concubine.”
Wataru shed his jacket and tossed it aside and then he sauntered into Taiga’s kitchen. “I just need… a little something.” He cast a glance at his master. “I’ll be right back.”
Taiga licked his lips and had more water. Wataru was such a teasing, manipulative little pet. He could be seductive, coy, teasing and sweet and he did it all so well… He finished the glass and followed Wataru into the kitchen.
Wataru was helping himself to some sushi, licking the rice off his fingers as he ate, his eyes focused at first on finding something to eat, but then, Taiga’s presence distracted him.
Taiga watched Wataru feed himself, enraptured for a moment, before he moved to take the sushi from Wataru and fed him some crab rolls, chuckling as Wataru licked his fingertips. His pet always did have the most thrilling ideas of foreplay. Carefully, Wataru fed Taiga a piece of shrimp, reveling in the lustful expression in his King’s eyes.
“You’re tempting me, Wataru-kun…” Taiga murmured as he gave Wataru another piece.
Wataru’s next words almost had Taiga throwing him against the fridge and fucking him right then and there. “What’s stopping you, King?”
Taiga brushed his fingers against Wataru’s lips and Wataru kissed each lip, that wickedly seductive smile growing. Taiga wondered what sort of things those teachers of him taught if he had such a naughty side and he slowly pulled off Wataru’s scarf. “My self-control.” He murmured, kissing Wataru’s lips, his hand sliding up the front of the shirt to wrap itself around Wataru’s throat.
Wataru gasped softly and whimpered into Taiga’s mouth. Taiga was careful not to squeeze the tender throat too tightly, but he applied enough pressure to let Wataru know who was in charge. “You’re quite a tease, Wataru… you’ve been quite naughty. Under normal circumstances, I’d have to punish you, but…” Taiga yanked Wataru closer, their bodies pressed up against one another. He could hear the violinist’s heart thundering in his chest. “…. I think I’ll just eat you up…”
Another whimper and Wataru’s eyes widened. He looked adorable and vulnerable and Taiga was sorely tempted, but as the master, he had to stay strong, so he placed another kiss to those full lips and played the sushi tray on the counter… and then threw Wataru against the wall. Before Wataru had a chance to react, Taiga was on him again, their lips pressed in a kiss that burned with intensity. Wataru was pinned to the kitchen door by Taiga’s weight and when Taiga came up to breathe, Wataru moaned that he wanted more.
“Oh trust me, Wataru-kun, you’ll get more.” Taiga growled, grabbling Wataru by the hand and dragging him into the bedroom. No more teasing.
Candles lighted Taiga’s bedroom and the four-poster bed in the center was covered with dark red and black sheets. Wataru had been in the room before, but he had never taken it in so slowly.
Behind him Taiga wrapped the scarf around his lover’s waist, pulling him ever closer. He slowly kissed and nipped at Wataru’s ear before breathing into it, “Take off your clothes and get on the bed… and don’t tease.”
“What happens if I tease?” Wataru asked, his voice its usual soft tone, but laced with a hint of cheek.
A riding crop slowly made its way up Wataru’s side, the leather smooth against what bare skin it touched. “Then, Wataru-kun, I may just have to punish you for disobeying your King.”
“And what if I want it?” Those wide dark eyes flicked back to Taiga, the lips slowly being licked by that teasing pink tongue.
Taiga’s eyes narrowed and darkened and he looked Wataru over like a shark sizing up his prey… who turned out to be more eager than he thought. “Well, then, if you want it, then I’ll give it to you. I figure that even if you disobey me, it will be for the benefit and pleasure of me.”
“And I live to serve my King.” Wataru purred.
Hearing Wataru refer to him as “His King” almost made Taiga come right then and there, he was so hard. He gave Wataru’s arm a slap. “Undress. Now… and remember: no teasing.” He let Wataru free and took a step back, settling into one of the high backed chairs, Wataru’s scarf in one hand, and the crop in another.
The way Wataru looked at him made Taiga raise his eyebrow. There was a definite lust in them, but also a touch of playfulness. Wataru was a born tease and no amount of threatening was going to curb that urge.
Slowly, Wataru began to undress, slowly dancing to some tune in his head, performing a strip tease for Taiga, determined to tease him until he broke. Taiga watched, enraptured, almost forgetting his order to Wataru. With each teasing glimpse of pale skin, Taiga’s hunger for his little pet grew stronger and as Taiga’s eyes darkened with lust, so did Wataru’s.
The dance got more intense, Wataru behaving like a male stripper, and just to up the ante enough to slide into Taiga’s lap, grinding against him, showering the Fangire King with kisses, touches and bites that had him putty in the violinist’s hands.
Taiga’s head fell back, moaning as Wataru ground his hips into his, his fingers twisting in his shirt, his lips sucking on Taiga’s hot skin. And then… RIP.
Wataru had managed to tear open Taiga’s shirt and when Taiga opened his mouth to protest, Wataru, who by this point was wearing boxer-briefs and not much else, kissed him to shut him up. With a bit of wriggling, Wataru managed to get both of the shirt layers off and slide to the floor between Taiga’s legs…. Removing his belt with his teeth. Wataru smirked. If he was going to get punished for teasing, he was going to earn it. Slowly, he undid the belt as best he could while not moving from his position on all fours, pausing to nuzzle the very obvious bulge in Taiga’s underwear and then pull the zipper of his jeans down with his teeth.
By now, Taiga was very, very hard and almost in pain and when Wataru began to use his teeth, he almost lost it. It took every ounce of his self-control to move his hand and snap the riding crop over his pet’s back. “Wataru-kun…”
Wataru paused in his play and looked up at Taiga with big eyes. “Am I doing something wrong?”
Taiga’s chest was heaving, the silver necklace around his neck bobbing up and down. His hair was mussed from Wataru’s artist fingers and he gazed down at his pet, those eyes almost black from the carnal urges burning through him. “Get on the bed, Wataru-kun.” Taiga breathed. “And take those…” The crop snapped at Wataru’s underwear. “…off.”
“Yes, Taiga-sama…” Wataru rose to his feet and crawled into the large bed, managing to get his underwear off, showing off his full arousal and causing Taiga to lick his lips. Wiling himself to move, Taiga rose to his feet, shaking off his clothing and striding to the bed, twirling the crop.
“You’ve disobeyed me, Wataru-kun.” Taiga began, his voice low and breathy. “Although I will admit, I enjoyed your show…”
“Everything I do is for the pleasure of King.” Wataru replied, softly.
“Good boy.” Taiga murmured. “You learned that lesson very well.” He smirked as Wataru began to shift, the brand of the King’s symbol on his shoulder burning. “However, you still went against my orders… so you’ll still…” The crop traced a path up one of Wataru’s legs to his erection and Wataru jumped when the inside of his thigh got a sharp slap. “…need to be punished.”
“Taiga-sama….” Wataru whimpered.
Without warning, Taiga pulled out Wataru’s scarf and proceeded to tie Wataru’s arms down to the bed, making sure to check the ties. Wataru couldn’t move. “Your punishment is just to be my plaything for the night. I will do what I want to you and while you’re free to tell me what you don’t like and what hurts… I encourage that, you will take what pleasures you.”
Wataru tugged at his restraints and groaned softy. Taiga was piercing him with his gaze, tapping that crop against this chest ever so slowly. “King…”
The breathless word on Wataru’s lips made Taiga lean down and kiss those full lips tenderly. “I know how much you love giving me what I give you, Wataru-kun. I know how much you want to participate, but… you need to learn your place. You know that, ne?”
“Yes, King…” Wataru whimpered.
“Good baby.” Taiga ran the crop up and down Wataru’s pale skin, slapping his thighs. “Now, I don’t mind if you tease… I just mind it when I think you’ve overdone it but you put on such a nice show that I hate to tell you to stop. “ He put his mouth next to Wataru’s ear. “That won’t happen very often, I assure you…” He gave Wataru’s arousal a squeeze and delighted when the younger man squealed. “I like to think that I give you quite a bit of leeway…”
Wataru was moaning for more by now and Taiga took his time stroking him, murmuring compliments, reminding Wataru who was in charge. Wataru took everything and kept asking for more.
“More what, Wataru-kun?” Taiga asked, moving between Wataru’s spread legs, his smile coy.
“Please give me more, Taiga-sama… King!” Wataru’s tone was full of desperation.
Taiga had begun to slick up his hands with lubricant, his leather glove discarded, and Wataru’s voice speaking so beautifully only made him harder and he smirked. “Good boy… such a very good boy.” He instructed Wataru to spread his legs and once he had settled in, he began to prepare Wataru, experimenting with his fingers and whispering soothing words. Wataru was twisting about and whimpering, the pleasure almost too much for him to bear.
“It’s all right, Wataru-kun…” Taiga soothed. “It’ll feel good soon…” He began to push his fingers in a bit further and Wataru arched his back, crying out from the pleasure. “Ah, I found the spot.”
Wataru’s head thrashed about from Taiga invading him this way. It felt even better since their first night together. The moment Taiga, his King, touched him, he craved everything the older boy could give him and more… and Taiga was always ready and willing to please his pet. Wataru’s needs were just as important as Taiga’s own. “Taiga-sama….” He pleaded, breathless and wanting.
Taiga, keeping his fingers moving, reached up to caress his pet’s face, his King symbol warm against Wataru’s cheek. He kissed Wataru fully, swallowing up his moans. “My beautiful little Wataru-kun…” he murmured, withdrawing his fingers and slicking up his own arousal. Wataru was finally ready for him.
Slowly, very slowly, Taiga pushed himself fully into Wataru’s heat. He was tight and wet and it felt oh, so good inside him. For Wataru, it felt even better, and he shut his eyes so Taiga couldn’t see the way his eyes rolled back into his head and he moaned for his King.
Taiga exhaled, trying to force himself not to rush. He wanted this to last… and Wataru was still tied up. He didn’t want to hurt his concubine. “Are you all right, Wataru-kun?”
“I’m fucking amazing, King…” Wataru breathed. It was true. Everything felt more intense than ever. It was like he and Taiga had joined in more than just body. He could feel everything Taiga felt and more importantly, he could feel Taiga: his warmth, his passion and his power…. And he wanted more.
“Good…” Taiga began to move within Wataru, snapping his lips in time with the rhythm Wataru had begun. “…move with me.”
Even though he was being held back, Wataru still managed to move with Taiga, thrusting in time with his King, moaning for every ounce of pleasure he felt. He wished he wasn’t’ being punished. He wanted to embrace him, pull him close, feel that pale, hot skin and lick, nip and bite like he always did when they made love. But he would settle for what his King asked of him. He continued to give it all he had and more and Taiga moaned with each thrust that drove him deeper and deeper.
“So tight Wataru-kun…” he groaned. “Are you sure you’ve been… taken this way before?”
“Yes….” Wataru’s head fell back. Both Kengo and Nago had taken him… but neither of them had done to him what Taiga was doing to him. “But they weren’t as good as you, Taiga-sama.”
The words fed Taiga’s ego and made him grin. “I’m glad…I’ll make sure that no one ever wants you the way I do.” He kept thrusting and he changed the angle a little and suddenly, a thrust had Wataru screaming, thrashing his head about. Taiga couldn’t help his smile. He’d finally hit just the right spot.
He kept thrusting, harder, faster, screaming with Wataru and jerking him off, making sure to keep his pet as pleasured as he was.
The combination of the thrusting, being tied up, Taiga’s moaning and just the rush he felt from being together with him finally did Wataru in and he came, exploding over his stomach and Taiga’s hand.
When Wataru came, a rush raced through Taiga… he could feel everything that Wataru felt and more and he loved it. He leaned down to kiss his pet, still keeping his rhythm until the pressure that had been tightening around him was far too much and he threw back his head, screaming in pleasure, exploding into Wataru’s body.
Wataru lay semi-limp beneath his King, whimpering. “Taiga-sama…”
Taiga gently untied Wataru and kissed him. Suddenly, they couldn’t be close enough. “Wataru-kun…” He gathered his beautiful concubine in his arms and held him close. “You did very well.”
“I have… a good master to teach me.”
“You adorable little tease.” Taiga purred, kissing him again, his fingers sliding over the warm, sweaty skin. “You’re all mine, ne?”
Tired from their play, Wataru nodded. “I serve only my King.”
Hearing Wataru call him “my King” again, made Taiga smile, his Fangire heart warm with affection. He kissed Wataru’s forehead and the two snuggled under the sheets together….
But not before Taiga made sure the riding crop was in close proximity… just in case.