Giving All Up | By : Bloodysyren Category: +G to L > Loveless Views: 3505 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Soubi lay on the floor of his small apartment, relaxing and all stretched out like the cat that he used to be. It was a hot Summer evening and he had shed his shirt and pants, going commando bravely, tossing a towel over himself to provide some sense of decency.
Kio was out for the weekend at his mother’s house a few towns over, so Soubi had the place all to himself. He didn’t really know what to do with himself. All of his schoolwork was finished and he was trying to think of what to do with his Summer months away from school.
He desperately wanted to see Ritsuka tonight, anything of him, a glance from the street even, but to hold Ritsuka in his arms, tight and cool, would be heaven. His phone rang sweetly and picking it up he put it up to his ear. He heard the voice that he longed to always.
“Hey, what’s going on, lover?” Soubi purred into the receiver. If you could see people through the phone, Soubi would have seen bright red since that was the colour of Ritsuka’s face. The 18 year old was bright red, his face burning with heat at the older man’s comment. Soubi smiled at the slight silence on the other end, knowing that he had embarrassed his Sacrifice.
“N-Nothing. You?” Ritsuka stammered sheepishly into the phone, “I was just wondering what you were up to tonight. I have nothing to do, bored off of my ass and wanting to hang out with someone. No one else is here, they’ve all gone for the Summer and I thought we could, you know…do something?”
“Like what?” Soubi questioned, probing Ritsuka’s mind evilly.
“I don’t know, like go drinking or dancing, or something?”
“Sure, I’ll be ready in half an hour if you’d like to head over now.”
“Course, I’ll be over at 6:30. See you then, Soubi.”
“Yes, master.” Soubi replied, sending another wave of heat up to Ritsuka’s already flushed cheeks. Soubi hung up the phone and walked to the bathroom to wash his face and spray on a cologne that he knew made Ritsuka weak in the knees. The still-college student, now in grad school sauntered over to the front door and unlocked it, going into the bedroom to lie down, still naked, on the bed.
Soubi didn’t hear the door open or close. He didn’t hear his name called softly. He didn’t hear the footsteps into the bedroom. He didn’t see the clothes tossed on the floor. He didn’t see his Sacrifice pull something out of the backpack that he had brought with him. He was still asleep when a blindfold was placed on him and his arms were bound.
He finally awoke to a slight tickling sensation at his feet. His eyes fluttered open to darkness and he squirmed a little bit against the restraints. The tickling continued and became warm as it traveled up his legs, across his knee and over his strong thigh. His breath hitched in his throat when he felt the soft warmth slide across his member and continue up his stomach and chest.
The warm sensation flowed up to his shoulder and his chin, over his throat and to that spot behind his ear. Then the warm breath ceased and he could feel hands this time at his ankles, squeezing them and sliding once again up his legs and over his hips, following the same path that the warm air had. It mirrored the breath’s path, finally resting on his lips then, once again, removed from his body. He let a small noise escape his lips, knowing this game well. He always enjoyed these times with his Sacrifice, allowing the young man to do whatever he wished. It always changed, and was always gentle and enjoyable.
The feeling started at his feet for a third and final time. This last sensation was a warm slick one as Ritsuka’s tongue began at Soubi’s ankles and traveled up the same path that the breath and the fingers had: over his legs, across his hips, stopping this time to dip into his navel, causing Soubi to flinch and smile in delight as it tickled. Ritsuka smiled as well, loving to make Soubi flash his disarming smile.
The tongue continued its trail up across Soubi’s stomach and chest, pausing to lick at the now erect nipples. Ritsuka didn’t need to do anything even remotely arousing and it got Soubi hot and bothered. He loved having that power over his loyal Fighter. Soubi squirmed under the skilled ministrations, struggling against his bonds. He could endure pain, but this was the worst kind, more than a cut or a burn or even a broken bone, this was the teasing kind of torture. This torture made him ache and writhe. This kind of torture made him lose his mind. And he loved every moment of it.
The soft, warm tongue started once again on its journey licking across Soubi’s collarbone and up to his neck, making him sigh in spite of himself. Though Soubi was relatively quiet in both public and private settings, when time was spent alone in seclusion with his lover, he could be very vocal. Ritsuka allowed Soubi to say whatever he wanted and gave him the freedom to voice his desires and fantasies to his Sacrifice whenever they were in a sensual setting such as this one. Ritsuka extremely enjoyed the noises that his Fighter made. He revelled in the power that he had to tear gasps, moans, and especially and frequently, his own name from those beautiful, soft, kiss-bruised lips.
Soubi would chant Ritsuka’s name like a mantra when he was unable to think from the pleasure. It would be speckled with Oh’s and Ah’s but it would be spoken with such reverence that Ritsuka wasn’t sure if Soubi was even in reality anymore or if he had gone beyond reality to some sort of other plane of sensation. Ritsuka loved to hear his name pour from his lover’s lips like water from a temple fountain.
Ritsuka kissed up Soubi’s chin and planted kisses along his jaw, his mouth hovering above the blonde man’s plush, full lips. He breathed out softly against them and Soubi leaned up instinctively trying to catch the unseen velvet kiss again. Ritsuka rewarded his Fighter with another sweet, loving kiss and a playful kiss on his nose. Soubi smiled and squirmed recklessly against his bonds, playing around with his Sacrifice, making him smile and roll his eyes a little.
Ritsuka placed a gentle kiss on Soubi’s lips to calm him a little and undid the bonds holding his hands above his head. Soubi lay still for a moment or two and lifted the blindfold, tossing it to the end of the bed. Ritsuka smiled down at him and Soubi leaned up to kiss his lover on the lips.
“Hey, lover.” Ritsuka said playfully, knowing that Soubi loved hearing those words from him. Soubi wrapped his arms around Ritsuka and hugged him tight, pulling him on top of the pale, strong Fighter. Ritsuka rested his head on Soubi’s chest and sighed contentedly.
“You’re such a tease, Ritsuka.”
“You know you love it.”
“Yes, I do, master. I love it when you punish me, and tease me, and have me at your mercy.”
“Of course you do, you masochist!” Ritsuka smiled.
“I may love the pain, but only your pain.” He winked. Ritsuka smiled and kissed him again.
“Well,” He said, “Maybe we should try out some new things then.”
“Ooooh, yay!” Soubi smiled, “Does it include wax this time? You know I love the wax, master.”
“We’ll see, Soubi, we’ll see.” He placed a kiss on his Fighter’s lips, resting his mouth close to Soubi’s ear he whispered, “But now it’s your turn to play.” Ritsuka blindfolded himself and lay in Soubi’s position, allowing the blonde man to cuff his hands together. He relaxed against his Fighter’s soothing touch as Soubi ran a comforting hand down his cheek. Soubi got off the bed and stood at the foot of it, placing his hands on Ritsuka’s ankles and squeezing a little, in the same way it was done to him. Soubi leaned forward on Ritsuka’s ankles and kissed the ebony-haired boy’s inner thigh gently, causing a whimper to break from the tender mouth. Soubi smiled and kneeled on the bed at his Sacrifice’s feet, kissing the smooth skin beneath his lips again. Ritsuka squirmed and grunted against the cuffs that held him fast.
Soubi ran his hands up Ritsuka’s thighs smoothly and over the sharp hip bones, across the pale stomach and chest, burning every curve and dip into his mind and his palms. He slid his hands down Ritsuka’s sides and leaned down to place a single, slow, long lick up the growing arousal before him. Ritsuka let out a moan and bucked his hips slightly, wanting to feel the wet, burning cavern that was Soubi’s hot, skilled mouth.
Soubi tilted his head down and kissing and nipping along the underside of Ritsuka’s thigh, closing the space between him and the small, tight bud between Ritsuka’s legs. Soubi ran a finger along the opening and was rewarded with a gasp and a shudder of anticipation. Smiling, Soubi kissed back up the creamy flesh and kissed the tip of Ritsuka’s arousal, earning him another sigh of pleasure. Crawling back up his lover’s body, Soubi leaned close to Ritsuka’s face, his breath warm and sweet against the shell of his lover’s ear.
“Ritsuka,” Soubi purred, undoing the bonds as he spoke, “I love you. I want you to take me.” He kissed Ritsuka’s neck, “Claim me as yours, Ritsuka, fill me, make me whole.”
Ritsuka shuddered at his Fighter’s bold request. They had had sex before, but Ritsuka had never wanted to hurt Soubi so he had withheld penetrating him until Soubi requested it. Ritsuka removed the blindfold, draped his arms over Soubi’s neck and kissed him gently.
“If that is what you want, Soubi. Are you sure?”
“With all of my heart, Master.” Soubi replied.
Ritsuka grabbed Soubi’s shoulders and reversed the roles, straddling his blonde lover’s hips and squeezing with his thighs. Their cocks rubbed together smoothly and Ritsuka moaned in spite of himself. Soubi took the chance of having his hands free to squeeze Ritsuka’s nipples and tore a final heady moan from those perfect pink lips. The black-haired boy arched his back and clutched at the sheets beneath his sweaty hands.
Soubi’s Sacrifice opened his purple eyes to half-lids and gazed into his Fighter’s eyes deeply. Ritsuka leaned down and kissed Soubi, catching the older man’s lower lip between his teeth. Soubi moaned and tilted his head to the side, allowing Ritsuka to bite at his neck, causing Soubi to grip the younger boy’s shoulders and back, his mind going over the edge from sensation.
Their cocks still pressed together as Ritsuka cuffed Soubi’s hands above his head and moved down his Fighter’s lean, strong body. Ritsuka kissed a trail from Soubi’s navel to his inner thigh. Breathing lightly over the head of Soubi’s cock, he licked gently, earning a moan of pleasure. He ran a finger along the underside and it jumped under his touch. Ritsuka then took all of it in his mouth and sucked hard, sliding the blonde’s cock down his throat suddenly. He felt the muscles twitch and tighten as Soubi let out a throaty gasp of surprise and lust. His hands gripped the sheets and he arched his back into the hot moist suction.
Soubi’s knuckles were white when his Sacrifice slid a long finger into his entrance and swirled it slowly. He screamed Ritsuka’s name as two and finally three pale fingers entered and stretched him carefully. Ritsuka pushed in and out of the Fighter’s tight entrance , curling hus fingers to slide along the spot that he knew Soubi loved so much.
“Ah! Ritsuka! More, Master, please!!” Soubi pleaded with his chest heaving and the sweat trickling down his back. Ritsuka engulfed Soubi’s cock once more and swirled his tongue over the tip, causing Soubi’s hips to buck and he panted under the teasing fingers and mouth.
“What do you want, Soubi?” Ritsuka asked, releasing Soubi’s cock and moving his fingers deep inside the other man.
“Master,” Soubi panted, “I want, huhhuhh, I-I want you to come inside me. I want to feel your cock in my ass. Ritsuka, I want you.”
“Very well.” Ritsuka replied, pushing Soubi’s knees up to his chest and positioning himself at Soubi’s tight entrance. He pushed slightly, letting the head of his cock slide inside the tight, hot body beneath him. He let out a sigh and Soubi opened his eyes to lustful slits, gazing at his lover as he opened his mouth and groaned. Soubi was so tight. It was as if this was his first time being fucked. Ritsuka opened his eyes to look at Soubi gratefully. He pushed in a little farther and Soubi’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow, his chest heaving, loving the slow smoothness of the man inside him.
Ritsuka blushed a little and moaned deeply, Soubi’s muscles tightened around him and he slid in a little more, the hot slick cavern clenching around him tightly, sending him over the edge. Soubi’s Sacrifice cried out loudly and spilled his seed hard into Soubi. That was all it took, seeing Ritsuka’s flushed face and heaving chest, glistening with sweat, to push Soubi hard to his own climax. Ritsuka collapsed on top of Soubi, still inside of him and the Fighter clenched his muscles once more tight against Ritsuka’s cock, causing it to spring to attention again. Soubi looked up at Ritsuka and kissed him.
“I love you, Ritsuka.” Soubi said meaningfully.
“Des this mean that you want to go again?” Ritsuka asked, rolling over with Soubi on top.
“Only if you want to, Master.” Soubi replied.
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