Licorice | By : CarterT Category: Weiß Kreuz > General Views: 2849 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Yeah, it’s still not mine. Go figure.
Warnings: Crawford/Ken, NC-17, yaoi, anal sex, oral sex,
bondage (in later parts), language, the stuff to freak your grandmother out
with
* * *
We’re perfectly fine on our own, Schuldig. I don’t need
you supervising us.
It’s not supervision, Bradley. Torturing a Weiss kitten is
entertainment.
Yes but it’s entertainment for me. Only for me. Understand?
Those were the very exact words Brad told Schuldig.
Telepathically, that was. Despite how much he wanted to see the torture,
Schuldig finally obeyed and left the two of them alone. He still wanted to take
part in torturing Siberian, oh yes. There was so much he could do to him. In
fact, he could do more harm that Crawford could. He knew the right places to
hurt a victim. But he backed away for one reason: Crawford was planning
something that wasn’t torture. He didn’t know what it was because Crawford was
clever. He was doing his best to keep Schuldig from reading his mind. His head
was filled with strange thoughts and he sounded nervous anytime someone wanted
to talk to him. That was more than enough proof for Schuldig. He finally came
to the conclusion that Crawford was in love. He went on further to decide that
Crawford loved someone that wasn’t in Schwarz. He was crazy enough to love
someone good, someone in Weiss perhaps.
If you can pretend that nothing’s going on, then I can
play along. Schuldig said to himself. I know how to play pretend
too. I can pretend to be in the dark and not know about your secret affairs.
Only you, I, and your lover know the truth.
As much as Schuldig would have
loved to taunt Crawford with his newfound information, he was also a little
frightened. He could get away with so many things but taunting a love affair
wasn’t one of them. He knew Brad’s wrath was limitless. Brad would probably put
him through torture so horrible that death would be a
pleasure. So he kept quiet and didn’t bother. Let Crawford have his love affair.
Let him fuck whomever he wanted. If it landed him in deep shit, that was his
problem.
Schuldig finally found himself
in the living room of Schwarz’s headquarters. It was dark inside except for the
light coming from the kitchen down the hall. It was quiet but he knew that
someone was there. The breathing in the room wasn’t his.
“He’s busy now.” Schuldig
announced. He wasn’t afraid of the people in the darkness. He knew who they
were.
“So?” Nagi asked somewhere in the darkness. “What is he
doing?”
Schuldig smirked. “Fucking him. Giving that kitty a nice,
long, hard fuck. I feel like throwing up. It’s romantic and almost sickening.”
“Are you jealous?”
“Hell no.” Schuldig scoffed. Then his expression became serious.
“I’m just upset because I wanted to fuck the kitty too. It would have been
fun.”
“And painful for God.” Farfarello added, stabbing himself
in the arm. As blood o fro from that wound, he added. “God shouldn’t be allowed
to interfere. Therefore, they are committing a sin to defy him. It serves him
right.”
“I know.” Schuldig licked his lips. He began to laugh.
“Brad thinks I have no clue what the hell is going on. He’s trying to keep his
mind off the Weiss kitty. But he doesn’t know the strength of my powers. Every
now and then, I catch his mind thinking about romance. He does what he can to
avoid it but he can’t stop thinking about it.”
“That’s how love works.” Farfarello muttered, slurping up
the blood pooling around his wound. “It lasts long and it’s unavoidable. It’s
dark, hidden, and mysterious. Not even God can understand that kind of love.
And it makes him unhappy.”
Schuldig whistled. “Wow, Farf, I didn’t know you could get
poetic.”
“It’s not poetry.” Farfarello licked a little dribble of
blood that had run all the way to his wrist.
“It’s the truth.”
* * *
“Wow!” Ken said breathlessly. Crawford let out a loud moan
when he felt Ken’s penis insert into his opening. It managed to squeeze into a
normally constricted area. Once it was settle, Ke, Ken did what he was supposed
to do. When the gush came, he felt helpless and weak. He began clawing away at
the sheets that he was lying on. Ken just sat on top of him but he couldn’t
feel a thing. He was numb inside.
What a rush!
“Oh God!” He gasped. “Oh God, oh God, oh God! That was
amazing!”
“I know, I know!” Ken added enthusiastically finally
pulling his penis out of Crawford’s ass and moving to the side. Then he became
a little bit concerned when Crawford didn’t move for a while. “I hope I didn’t
hurt you too much.”
“Are you kidding?” Crawford turned over and grinned. “That
was the best anal sex I’ve ever received! You are a natural at this, kitty. A
real natural.”
“I never knew I could do that.” Ken blushed. “Did you like
it?”
“Oh yes, baby!” Crawford exclaimed. His ass was still
covered with cum. “Now you’re into this! Now you see why I decided to pull off
this stunt?”
“The things you’ll do for a nice fuck. You make me sick at
times, Brad.” Ken murmured before attacking Crawford again. They both fell back
onto the wet sheets and started going at each other again. “You’re a disease,
love. You’re dangerous and deadly to have but hard to get rid of.”
“You mean you’re growing tired of me already, Siberian?
I’m crushed.” Crawford said jokingly. He flipped Ken over and pinned his hands
down. Hovering over his lover, he announced. “It’s my turn to screw you. And
you’re going to stay put while I’m busy. You won’t complain. You won’t try to
escape. You will stay right here and let me fuck you as much as I please. Too
bad I don’t have the handcuffs this time around.”
“And for you, that’s enough!” Crawford began to snake his
way up Ken’s body. His penis was wavering and his body reeked of sweat and cum.
He slithered his arms around Ken’s neck and began to kiss him all over his
body. He even managed to nibble on Ken’s nipples. He sucked on them carefully
and made sure that he didn’t bite them.
“You fucking bastard.” Ken said but he was smiling. He
liked where all this was taking him. “You certainly know how to treat your
lovers well.”
“Considering that I haven’t had very many lovers in the
past, I’m taking that as a compliment.” Crawford began to gnaw on Ken’s naked
shoulder and neck. Ken began to moan and laugh because Brad’s teeth were
tickling him. “Yum. You’re as soft and leathery as licorice. But you taste so
much sweeter.”
“Licorice?!” Ken sat up straight and pushed Crawford down.
He glared down. “You bastard, you didn’t give me any!”
“What are you talking about?” Crawford murmured, rubbing
his back. No doubt there was going to be a bruise in that spot. Bloody hell.
Ken was strong. “Licorice? I haven’t gotten anything yet! You got some nice
fucking and now you want candy?! What the hell?! You’re not being fair, Ken.”
“I want my goddamn licorice!” Ken snapped. He and his
penis looked down at Crawford. “You told me you’d give me some if we screwed
around.”
“In…a…minute!” Brad replied, eyeing Ken’s cock with glee.
There it was, so beautiful and hard. It was a Venus de Milo in its own
exquisite, amazing way. With one hand, he grabbed hold of the penis. Ken gasped
in surprise and a little bit of liquid squirted out onto Crawford’s hand.
“Bastard!” Ken gasped again as Crawford gripped harder.
“That hurts!”
The smile dropped off Crawford’s face. “Did I hurt you a
lot?”
“No.”
“Well, maybe this , I , I will!” Crawford grabbed it again
and Ken screamed. More cum sprayed out and hit the precog on the shoulder.
“You fucker, you’re going to pull it off if you keep
yanking it like that!” Ken scolded. “Be gentle! God, the things I’d do for_”
“Gentle is one thing the members of Schwarz aren’t.” Brad
replied simply. But he did loosen his grip on the penis. “I told you that you’d
get the candy after I fucked you. So far, I haven’t done that yet.
You got your kicks. I’m dying to get mine.”
With that, he grabbed Ken again. Unfortunately, this
caused Ken to react rather defensively and he ended up kneeing Crawford in the
crotch. Crawford blinked because everything turned white and then to a deep
red. The pain finally hit home and he screamed. Doubling over, he grabbed his
privates and caressed them. They were not bleeding but Crawford felt like he
had been shot twenty times and then dragged down the streets by his penis. Ken
looked embarrassed and tried to comfort his lover.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I’m so clumsy!” He apologized.
Crawford began to gasp and wheeze. “I hope I didn’t cause any damage.”
“I don’t know about that…” Brad winced. Just then, someone
knocked on the door.
“Brad?” It was Schuldig. Hearing this and forgetting about
his aching crotch, Crawford scrambled off the bed and began looking for his
clothes. He swore under hisath ath while Ken just sat on the bed, looking dazed
and confused.
“Shit, shitit!”it!” Crawford complained. “Not now, I’m not
even done!”
“It’s okay. We can finish this later.” Ken insisted.
“But I still didn’t…”
“Brad!” Schuldig knocked on the door again. “What’s going
on in there? I heard you scream.”
“Nothing!” Brad yelled back, grabbing the clothes that
were on the floor. Ken stood in silence for a second before following Brad’s
lead and picking up his own underwear. “I’m almost through with our little
‘friend’ here. You can throw him back out onto the streets in a few seconds.”
Ken slipped back into his boxers. “Gee, Brad, you
certainly make that sound like you guys are doing me a wonderful favor.”
“It is a favor.”
Brad insisted, buttoning his shirt. “Had you been anyone else, I would have let
the others torture and kill you. Believe me, the pain I caused today would be
nothing compared to the hell they can put you through.”
“Oh goody.” Ken rolled his eyes. “I take it that we’re not
through yet, huh?”
font-family:Verdana'>(I have exams next week so the next chapter probably won’t
be out until a while. Sorry. I’ll try to think of the next part though.)
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