Demonic Angel Fun
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+. to F › DNAngel
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,512
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own DNAngel, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
An Innocent Food Massage
*Hello everybody and thank you for your sweet reviews! I’m so happy you guys like it so far^^ I’ll do my best to make this chapter better than the last one!
*I’ve been asked a few questions, so I think I’ll tell you what and where!(especially to Wiccan Vampire^-~):
*In my head Daisuke is no more than 16 and Satoshi is 16½. Dark and Krad are…hundreds of years, but I would say they’re “acting” like someone at 19!
*About how Dark and Krad have their own bodies…I was planning on telling you guys about how that went, but I wasn’t satisfied by my “explanation”, so I thought I would write it in a later chapter…
*Author: It’s me!! The Nestea! – still a quiet lovely drink^^
*Story: Demonic Angel Fun
*Characters: Daisuke, Dark, Satoshi, Krad, Risa, Riku, Saehara and maybe more to come!
*Lovers: DaisukexSatoshi, DarkxKrad
*Let's get the Food Massage started!*
Chapter 2: “An Innocent Food massage”
“Aw, c’mon, Krad! It’ll be more fun and…satisfying if you guys – *whisper*especially you *whisper* – are here!” Dark begged in a low and flirtatious voice, while he curled the telephone cord around his finger. He was leaning against the doorframe and giggling and sighing. Daisuke was about to puke! Daisuke was almost done with the dinner, and all Dark had been doing was blether to Krad! Daisuke knew Krad was just as annoyed as he was at the moment. He could just imagine the angel growl, while he tried to interrupt Dark in his constantly talking.
“Dark, would you please hang up and help me out here?!” Daisuke yelled, while he balanced with the big bowl of vegetables. Dark looked over his shoulder at Daisuke and sighed.
“Cutie, I gotta go…yeah, promise me you’ll be here!...alright…yeah, yeah, I *will* help him, promise…I love you…B’bye, baby!” Dark giggled and looked at the phone in a daydreaming state.
“DARK!”
“Yeah, yeah, alright!” Dark moaned and slammed the phone. He ran up to and helped him with the bowl.
“Thank you. I don’t know, I think I stepped on something,” Daisuke mumbled and jumped over to one of the kitchen chairs. Dark placed the bowl at the table next to Daisuke and kneeled down beside Daisuke. Daisuke took off his socks and Dark whined.
“So, that’s where you hide your size! – and smell,” Dark snickered and Daisuke glared at him.
“Shut up,” Daisuke moaned, as Dark gently took hold around his ankle. Dark looked worried up at the redheaded.
“Does it hurt that much?” Dark asked and caressed Daisukes ankle. Daisuke nodded, tears formed in the corner of his eyes. Dark stared at him and started stutter.
“Dai-Dai-chan? Why-why are you c-crying? Stop it, Dai, you’re scaring me!” Daisuke laid his head on the table and started shaking. Dark jumped to his feet and embraced Daisuke.
“Dai-chan!”
“It’s just…just that…everything just went wrong today! Mom and dad left, neither Riku, Risa or Saehara could come by and now this…this stupid ankle!!” Daisuke sobbed. Dark sighed. Poor Dai-chan. Dark loosened his wrap around Daisuke and gently took a hold of Daisukes chin.
“Daisuke, look at me. Don’t be so hard on yourself, it’s Christmas. You should be happy. I’m here, soon Satoshi and Krad will be here too. And we’ll do all we can to make you feel better! Now, I don’t know anything about feet, but I’m sure—” Dark was interrupted when the doorbell rang. Daisuke and Dark looked up.
“It can’t be Satoshi and Krad already, can it?” Daisuke asked as Dark walked over to the door, jumping excited.
“Well, I hope it is!” Dark whispered to himself and took hold of the doorknob. He opened the door and was about to jump at the person outside, when he realized it was Satoshi.
“Iuuuw! And I who was about to jump you! Where’s Krad?!” Dark asked and looked in all directions. Satoshi just shook his head and walked uninvited into the house. He took his shoes off, when he saw Daisuke sit at the table and wave.
“Hey Hiwatari-kun!” Satoshi smiled and waved back at the little cutie. Satoshi knew Daisuke liked him more than just as a friend. He liked Daisuke too, and ever since they’d made out at the school* there had been a weird atmosphere between the two of them. Not a bad atmosphere, Satoshi actually liked it. He walked over to Daisuke with a smirk.
“Good evening Niwa. Dinner’s ready?” Satoshi asked and looked at the dinner table. Daisuke shook his head.
“No, I just need to heat up the rest of the vegetables and roast the duck.” Daisuke answered. Satoshi nodded and looked over at the cooker. Weird. Daisuke used to be so energetic and he was always in the middle of a project, but now he was just sitting on the chair with crossed legs. Satoshi was sure Dark had a finger in the pie! But he just shrugged it off.
“You want some help?” Satoshi asked. Daisuke was about to nod, when Dark pushed Satoshi against the wall with a loud thud.
“Where’s Krad, creepy boy?! What did you do to him?!” Dark growled and gave Satoshi his death-glare. Satoshi sighed and tried to push the thief off him, with no luck.
“Dark, let go,” Satoshi said quietly, but that just angered Dark even more.
“Don’t play dumb!!”
“Let go, you son of a—”
“Would the two of you cut it OUCH!!” Daisuke screamed, while he tried to stand up. He had almost forgot about his hurting ankle, when suddenly the food gave him a painfully reminder. Satoshi and Dark jumped to Daisukes rescue immediately.
“Niwa!”
“Dai-chan! Are you okay?” they screamed and grab him. Daisuke nodded and looked angrily at them.
“You two! Stop fighting and please make the rest of the food, so we can eat soon?” Daisuke pleaded and whimpered. Dark nodded, while Satoshi just stared at Daisuke, wondering what was wrong with Daisuke.
“What’s wrong, Niwa?”
“I just hurt my ankle before, it’s just a scratch,” Daisuke explained and waved it away. Dark shook his head.
“It’s not just a scratch, Daisuke, and you know that!” Dark pointed at him dramatic, when the phone rang. In a matter of seconds he was gone. Satoshi ignored him, like he’d done the whole time.
“C’mon, Daisuke. Let’s get you over to the couch,” Satoshi took Daisuke up in his arms in bride-style. Daisuke blushed, but stayed quiet, until he was placed on the couch.
“Thank you, Satoshi.” Daisuke smiled. Satoshi nodded and sat down in the opposite end of the couch. He placed Daisukes feet at his lap and started slowly massage them. Daisukes blushed even more, when Satoshi looked intently at him.
“Is this okay? Tell me if it hurts, okay?” Satoshi asked. Daisuke nodded and bit his lower lip. It felt so good. Daisuke cleared his throat. Satoshi smiled when Daisuke closed his eyes.
“Does it feel that good?” Satoshi asked in a low, hoarse voice. Daisuke snapped his eyes open and stared at Satoshi.
“Well?” Satoshi asked and ran the tip of his fingers up and down Daisukes food. Daisuke whimpered in pleasure.
“I think it does,” Satoshi whispered and ran the hand up Daisukes leg. Daisuke gasped and bit his lip again. Satoshi smirked and leaned towards Daisuke.
“Ahh, yeah,” Daisuke moaned. Satoshi lifted Daisukes legs to move closer to Daisukes upper body. He then placed Daisukes legs on him again and massaged Daisukes inner thighs, while he leaned down towards Daisukes inviting, half-opened lips.
“Then how does…this feels?” Satoshi asked seductively. Daisuke shrugged slightly, his lips an inch away from Satoshis.
“Hey Dai-chan! Krad’s coming in a couple of minutes, so if you could make your creepy boyfriend take care of the food, I would be very, very Tinkerbell-happy!” Dark grinned. The two Highschool boys almost jumped out of their seats. Satoshi annoyed walked towards the kitchen, silently cursing over Dark and his hard-on. Daisuke looked at Satoshi, with disappointed eyes, but nodded gently at Darks question.
* End *
*Well, I hope you liked it!^^
*If you have questions or comments you’re welcome to ask/comment!
*Hugs and bows, Nestea!
*I’ve been asked a few questions, so I think I’ll tell you what and where!(especially to Wiccan Vampire^-~):
*In my head Daisuke is no more than 16 and Satoshi is 16½. Dark and Krad are…hundreds of years, but I would say they’re “acting” like someone at 19!
*About how Dark and Krad have their own bodies…I was planning on telling you guys about how that went, but I wasn’t satisfied by my “explanation”, so I thought I would write it in a later chapter…
*Author: It’s me!! The Nestea! – still a quiet lovely drink^^
*Story: Demonic Angel Fun
*Characters: Daisuke, Dark, Satoshi, Krad, Risa, Riku, Saehara and maybe more to come!
*Lovers: DaisukexSatoshi, DarkxKrad
*Let's get the Food Massage started!*
Chapter 2: “An Innocent Food massage”
“Aw, c’mon, Krad! It’ll be more fun and…satisfying if you guys – *whisper*especially you *whisper* – are here!” Dark begged in a low and flirtatious voice, while he curled the telephone cord around his finger. He was leaning against the doorframe and giggling and sighing. Daisuke was about to puke! Daisuke was almost done with the dinner, and all Dark had been doing was blether to Krad! Daisuke knew Krad was just as annoyed as he was at the moment. He could just imagine the angel growl, while he tried to interrupt Dark in his constantly talking.
“Dark, would you please hang up and help me out here?!” Daisuke yelled, while he balanced with the big bowl of vegetables. Dark looked over his shoulder at Daisuke and sighed.
“Cutie, I gotta go…yeah, promise me you’ll be here!...alright…yeah, yeah, I *will* help him, promise…I love you…B’bye, baby!” Dark giggled and looked at the phone in a daydreaming state.
“DARK!”
“Yeah, yeah, alright!” Dark moaned and slammed the phone. He ran up to and helped him with the bowl.
“Thank you. I don’t know, I think I stepped on something,” Daisuke mumbled and jumped over to one of the kitchen chairs. Dark placed the bowl at the table next to Daisuke and kneeled down beside Daisuke. Daisuke took off his socks and Dark whined.
“So, that’s where you hide your size! – and smell,” Dark snickered and Daisuke glared at him.
“Shut up,” Daisuke moaned, as Dark gently took hold around his ankle. Dark looked worried up at the redheaded.
“Does it hurt that much?” Dark asked and caressed Daisukes ankle. Daisuke nodded, tears formed in the corner of his eyes. Dark stared at him and started stutter.
“Dai-Dai-chan? Why-why are you c-crying? Stop it, Dai, you’re scaring me!” Daisuke laid his head on the table and started shaking. Dark jumped to his feet and embraced Daisuke.
“Dai-chan!”
“It’s just…just that…everything just went wrong today! Mom and dad left, neither Riku, Risa or Saehara could come by and now this…this stupid ankle!!” Daisuke sobbed. Dark sighed. Poor Dai-chan. Dark loosened his wrap around Daisuke and gently took a hold of Daisukes chin.
“Daisuke, look at me. Don’t be so hard on yourself, it’s Christmas. You should be happy. I’m here, soon Satoshi and Krad will be here too. And we’ll do all we can to make you feel better! Now, I don’t know anything about feet, but I’m sure—” Dark was interrupted when the doorbell rang. Daisuke and Dark looked up.
“It can’t be Satoshi and Krad already, can it?” Daisuke asked as Dark walked over to the door, jumping excited.
“Well, I hope it is!” Dark whispered to himself and took hold of the doorknob. He opened the door and was about to jump at the person outside, when he realized it was Satoshi.
“Iuuuw! And I who was about to jump you! Where’s Krad?!” Dark asked and looked in all directions. Satoshi just shook his head and walked uninvited into the house. He took his shoes off, when he saw Daisuke sit at the table and wave.
“Hey Hiwatari-kun!” Satoshi smiled and waved back at the little cutie. Satoshi knew Daisuke liked him more than just as a friend. He liked Daisuke too, and ever since they’d made out at the school* there had been a weird atmosphere between the two of them. Not a bad atmosphere, Satoshi actually liked it. He walked over to Daisuke with a smirk.
“Good evening Niwa. Dinner’s ready?” Satoshi asked and looked at the dinner table. Daisuke shook his head.
“No, I just need to heat up the rest of the vegetables and roast the duck.” Daisuke answered. Satoshi nodded and looked over at the cooker. Weird. Daisuke used to be so energetic and he was always in the middle of a project, but now he was just sitting on the chair with crossed legs. Satoshi was sure Dark had a finger in the pie! But he just shrugged it off.
“You want some help?” Satoshi asked. Daisuke was about to nod, when Dark pushed Satoshi against the wall with a loud thud.
“Where’s Krad, creepy boy?! What did you do to him?!” Dark growled and gave Satoshi his death-glare. Satoshi sighed and tried to push the thief off him, with no luck.
“Dark, let go,” Satoshi said quietly, but that just angered Dark even more.
“Don’t play dumb!!”
“Let go, you son of a—”
“Would the two of you cut it OUCH!!” Daisuke screamed, while he tried to stand up. He had almost forgot about his hurting ankle, when suddenly the food gave him a painfully reminder. Satoshi and Dark jumped to Daisukes rescue immediately.
“Niwa!”
“Dai-chan! Are you okay?” they screamed and grab him. Daisuke nodded and looked angrily at them.
“You two! Stop fighting and please make the rest of the food, so we can eat soon?” Daisuke pleaded and whimpered. Dark nodded, while Satoshi just stared at Daisuke, wondering what was wrong with Daisuke.
“What’s wrong, Niwa?”
“I just hurt my ankle before, it’s just a scratch,” Daisuke explained and waved it away. Dark shook his head.
“It’s not just a scratch, Daisuke, and you know that!” Dark pointed at him dramatic, when the phone rang. In a matter of seconds he was gone. Satoshi ignored him, like he’d done the whole time.
“C’mon, Daisuke. Let’s get you over to the couch,” Satoshi took Daisuke up in his arms in bride-style. Daisuke blushed, but stayed quiet, until he was placed on the couch.
“Thank you, Satoshi.” Daisuke smiled. Satoshi nodded and sat down in the opposite end of the couch. He placed Daisukes feet at his lap and started slowly massage them. Daisukes blushed even more, when Satoshi looked intently at him.
“Is this okay? Tell me if it hurts, okay?” Satoshi asked. Daisuke nodded and bit his lower lip. It felt so good. Daisuke cleared his throat. Satoshi smiled when Daisuke closed his eyes.
“Does it feel that good?” Satoshi asked in a low, hoarse voice. Daisuke snapped his eyes open and stared at Satoshi.
“Well?” Satoshi asked and ran the tip of his fingers up and down Daisukes food. Daisuke whimpered in pleasure.
“I think it does,” Satoshi whispered and ran the hand up Daisukes leg. Daisuke gasped and bit his lip again. Satoshi smirked and leaned towards Daisuke.
“Ahh, yeah,” Daisuke moaned. Satoshi lifted Daisukes legs to move closer to Daisukes upper body. He then placed Daisukes legs on him again and massaged Daisukes inner thighs, while he leaned down towards Daisukes inviting, half-opened lips.
“Then how does…this feels?” Satoshi asked seductively. Daisuke shrugged slightly, his lips an inch away from Satoshis.
“Hey Dai-chan! Krad’s coming in a couple of minutes, so if you could make your creepy boyfriend take care of the food, I would be very, very Tinkerbell-happy!” Dark grinned. The two Highschool boys almost jumped out of their seats. Satoshi annoyed walked towards the kitchen, silently cursing over Dark and his hard-on. Daisuke looked at Satoshi, with disappointed eyes, but nodded gently at Darks question.
* End *
*Well, I hope you liked it!^^
*If you have questions or comments you’re welcome to ask/comment!
*Hugs and bows, Nestea!