THE PAIN YOU CAUSE ME
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,484
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1
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PAIN, LOVE, OBSESSION
** ** – Denotes thoughts
Chapter 2 – PAIN, LOVE, OBSESSION
A loud noise was heard in the night, a small girl was laid on the floor, in a not so friendly neighbourhood … a man was watching her…
«Hey Weasel, needing some help over there? » an almost imperceptible smirk in his, well defined, features. The girl looked up, straight into his golden eyes and his teasing expression was gone.
The girl’s face was wet with tears and covered in dust. Her eyes were red and her usually light expression was replaced by a mask of pain, he’d never seen her like that.
«Misao, what happened? » his voice cold and demanding, like always.
Throwing his cigarette away Saito got closer to Misao’s trembling body.
«Nothing happened, just leave me alone wolf!! » the girl tried to make her voice sound calm and fierce. But when she pulled herself from the floor, her face contorted with pain and she couldn’t stop a low groan of pain.
«Well, I think your knee might not agree with you, Weasel. » the teasing tone back in his voice.
Misao looked down and saw her knee full of dust, tiny stones and blood.
«I fell, ok? So excuse me if I look a little distress! Now, if you don’t mind, I’ll go home see what I can do for my knee. » she held her breath hopping that Saito would let her go without more questions.
She was lying, he could sense it. He could sense that whatever happened had hurt her deeply and she didn’t wanted or could talk about it. He let her pass by him, limping lightly.
* * * * * * * * *
The pain in her knee was fading, it wasn’t burning anymore, and that was bad! It allowed the pain in her chest to return, a kind of strange suffocation like if there was some heavy object over her.
She quietly entered the Dojo, hopping Himura doesn’t notes her arrival. The last thing she needed at the moment was other sagacious men interrogating her. Oh, she loved Himura to death, but she was well aware that his distracted manners were just an act; he would see that something was wrong faster than Saito.
She tiptoed to her room and once there she breathed again, she had held her breath all the way thro the dojo. She got into bed without removing her clothes, without taking care of her wounded knee, nothing, all she could do was to lay into a fetal position and cry! Cry all her pain away! The images flashing in her mind without control taking no pity on her. Aoshi’s face, Aoshi’s body moving against Megumi, Megumi…Sleep seemed far away…
* * * * * * * * *
Kenshin watched as Misao tried to get into her room unnoticed. He let her go; he could sense that she didn’t want to talk. Tomorrow he would try to understand what happened. Probably it was something about Shinomori.
The thin wall between his and Misao’s room allowed him to hear her soft but constant cries and it pained his heart. What could have happened that had hurt her so?
* * * * * * * * *
«You’re late.» the boy said with no emotion in his voice, but Saito knew best, his beautiful lover was mad, maybe he thought tonight would be the night he would stop their encounters, he knew the boy feared that but expected it. ** Fool. **
«Hum… missing me that much ahou?» Saito arms were already around his beautiful lover, lowering him in the occidental bed, kissing lightly his neck; butterfly kisses that send shivers thro Sano’s body.
Sano wanted to protest, to tell him that he didn’t miss him, it would be a lie but he wanted to take that banter smile out of Saito’s face, but all he could do was to moan. He hated himself for wanting the other man so badly, for having absolutely no control over his body when he was touching him, kissing him. It was madness, pure madness that would probably drive him crazy. Somehow he knew that this affair would bring him pain, so much pain as it was bringing him pleasure now.
Saito took Sano’s mouth into his own, first roughly, passionately, almost violently, and then tender, soft, licking and lightly biting Sano’s lower lip, sucking it. The boy was driving him crazy, his body was aching already, he could feel his member getting hard and wet, he needed to take him soon. To ease his pain he rubbed himself against Sano’s body. While groaning, his hand went down, caressing Sano’s chest and stopping when he reached his young lover thick erection, it was throbbing and hot. Sano whimpered and lifted his hips from the bed, thrusting into Saito’s hand.
«Oh God! Saito… take me… please! Oh… »
Hearing Sano pleading was heaven to the wolf, he always liked to please his lovers but pleasing Sano was special, it brought him incredibly pleasure… Sano was special. He kept moving his hand, while taking Sano’s pants of, and then his own clothes
Finally, the two lovers were naked, hot bodies rocking against each other, their erected members moving together, their hands caressing the wet skin.
« Saito, I’ll came if we keep doing this. » his breathing labored, « Ahhh! »
Sano looked into his lover face, chocolate brown eyes diving into golden ones.
Saito smirked, and started to move fast, Sano closed his eyes and throw his head up, growling.
«Angh, Saito stop, please, ohhh… Stop! Ahh!! »
Hot, steamy liquid burst between the two bodies. Sano was panting loudly, incapable to catch his breath. It took Saito’s all self control not to come as well. He was in pain but he wanted to give all the pleasure possible to his obsession, so he stopped. He looked to Sano’s face, eyes still closed, breath faster than usual, and his body trembling with aftershock waves of pleasure.
Sano was not only his love, it was his obsession, his drug and he couldn’t get enough.
Saito’s body went down and started to lick the white fluid from Sano’s abdominals. After a moment the younger men looked down, and he could feel his member come to live again with the sight of his soft member in his lover mouth. The night would be long, not that he was complaining about… Saito was the best lover he ever had, not that he had had that many.
To be continued…
Chapter 2 – PAIN, LOVE, OBSESSION
A loud noise was heard in the night, a small girl was laid on the floor, in a not so friendly neighbourhood … a man was watching her…
«Hey Weasel, needing some help over there? » an almost imperceptible smirk in his, well defined, features. The girl looked up, straight into his golden eyes and his teasing expression was gone.
The girl’s face was wet with tears and covered in dust. Her eyes were red and her usually light expression was replaced by a mask of pain, he’d never seen her like that.
«Misao, what happened? » his voice cold and demanding, like always.
Throwing his cigarette away Saito got closer to Misao’s trembling body.
«Nothing happened, just leave me alone wolf!! » the girl tried to make her voice sound calm and fierce. But when she pulled herself from the floor, her face contorted with pain and she couldn’t stop a low groan of pain.
«Well, I think your knee might not agree with you, Weasel. » the teasing tone back in his voice.
Misao looked down and saw her knee full of dust, tiny stones and blood.
«I fell, ok? So excuse me if I look a little distress! Now, if you don’t mind, I’ll go home see what I can do for my knee. » she held her breath hopping that Saito would let her go without more questions.
She was lying, he could sense it. He could sense that whatever happened had hurt her deeply and she didn’t wanted or could talk about it. He let her pass by him, limping lightly.
* * * * * * * * *
The pain in her knee was fading, it wasn’t burning anymore, and that was bad! It allowed the pain in her chest to return, a kind of strange suffocation like if there was some heavy object over her.
She quietly entered the Dojo, hopping Himura doesn’t notes her arrival. The last thing she needed at the moment was other sagacious men interrogating her. Oh, she loved Himura to death, but she was well aware that his distracted manners were just an act; he would see that something was wrong faster than Saito.
She tiptoed to her room and once there she breathed again, she had held her breath all the way thro the dojo. She got into bed without removing her clothes, without taking care of her wounded knee, nothing, all she could do was to lay into a fetal position and cry! Cry all her pain away! The images flashing in her mind without control taking no pity on her. Aoshi’s face, Aoshi’s body moving against Megumi, Megumi…Sleep seemed far away…
* * * * * * * * *
Kenshin watched as Misao tried to get into her room unnoticed. He let her go; he could sense that she didn’t want to talk. Tomorrow he would try to understand what happened. Probably it was something about Shinomori.
The thin wall between his and Misao’s room allowed him to hear her soft but constant cries and it pained his heart. What could have happened that had hurt her so?
* * * * * * * * *
«You’re late.» the boy said with no emotion in his voice, but Saito knew best, his beautiful lover was mad, maybe he thought tonight would be the night he would stop their encounters, he knew the boy feared that but expected it. ** Fool. **
«Hum… missing me that much ahou?» Saito arms were already around his beautiful lover, lowering him in the occidental bed, kissing lightly his neck; butterfly kisses that send shivers thro Sano’s body.
Sano wanted to protest, to tell him that he didn’t miss him, it would be a lie but he wanted to take that banter smile out of Saito’s face, but all he could do was to moan. He hated himself for wanting the other man so badly, for having absolutely no control over his body when he was touching him, kissing him. It was madness, pure madness that would probably drive him crazy. Somehow he knew that this affair would bring him pain, so much pain as it was bringing him pleasure now.
Saito took Sano’s mouth into his own, first roughly, passionately, almost violently, and then tender, soft, licking and lightly biting Sano’s lower lip, sucking it. The boy was driving him crazy, his body was aching already, he could feel his member getting hard and wet, he needed to take him soon. To ease his pain he rubbed himself against Sano’s body. While groaning, his hand went down, caressing Sano’s chest and stopping when he reached his young lover thick erection, it was throbbing and hot. Sano whimpered and lifted his hips from the bed, thrusting into Saito’s hand.
«Oh God! Saito… take me… please! Oh… »
Hearing Sano pleading was heaven to the wolf, he always liked to please his lovers but pleasing Sano was special, it brought him incredibly pleasure… Sano was special. He kept moving his hand, while taking Sano’s pants of, and then his own clothes
Finally, the two lovers were naked, hot bodies rocking against each other, their erected members moving together, their hands caressing the wet skin.
« Saito, I’ll came if we keep doing this. » his breathing labored, « Ahhh! »
Sano looked into his lover face, chocolate brown eyes diving into golden ones.
Saito smirked, and started to move fast, Sano closed his eyes and throw his head up, growling.
«Angh, Saito stop, please, ohhh… Stop! Ahh!! »
Hot, steamy liquid burst between the two bodies. Sano was panting loudly, incapable to catch his breath. It took Saito’s all self control not to come as well. He was in pain but he wanted to give all the pleasure possible to his obsession, so he stopped. He looked to Sano’s face, eyes still closed, breath faster than usual, and his body trembling with aftershock waves of pleasure.
Sano was not only his love, it was his obsession, his drug and he couldn’t get enough.
Saito’s body went down and started to lick the white fluid from Sano’s abdominals. After a moment the younger men looked down, and he could feel his member come to live again with the sight of his soft member in his lover mouth. The night would be long, not that he was complaining about… Saito was the best lover he ever had, not that he had had that many.
To be continued…