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Chapter List
- 1-BOUND
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty-One
- 22-Twenty-Two
- 23-Twenty-Three
- 24-Twenty-Four - END
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~ Twenty-Two ~

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From the trees behind the Fujiwara's house, I trudged around to the front door only to find it locked with a note taped to it.
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Takashi,
I've gone to the Saturday sale at Himawari's Grocery. Your snack is on the table. See you in a few hours.
-- Touko

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Pathetically grateful that I didn't have to worry about exposing my...condition to Touko, I dug my key out of my backpack and let myself in. I desperately wanted to go upstairs and forget today had ever happened.
The revelation that Natori hated spirits had been a hard kick in the gut I hadn't expected. To make matters worse, on my way home from that depressing eye-opener, I discovered that the spirit Natori planned to exercise tomorrow actually knew him -- and didn't mind dying for him.
I'd wanted to run right back to get Natori to stop the exorcism, but Nyanko had stopped me. That had ended up with me face-down in Madara's lap -- and perfectly happy to be there -- at least until I’d come to my senses. However, by then Madara was sighing in bliss while I was wiping my mouth -- and burning with embarrassment, not to mention aching with frustration.
With a soft moan, I thunked my head against the alcove wall -- twice. Unfortunately, the memory of all that had happened remained firmly in place. So did my...physical condition. I was violently erect. Sighing heavily, I hung my coat on the hook, toed off my shoes and padded in my socks to the stairs.
In the kitchen doorway, Nyanko frowned after me. "Natsume, our snack is on the table."
I waved a hand toward him and started climbing the stairs. "I'll eat later." Truthfully, I was glad he was distracted by the food. I really didn't need want to deal with him at the moment. I slid my bedroom door closed behind me, and started stripping off my school uniform. I wanted a shower. Or rather, I wanted to do something about the erection I still had without interruptions, and the bathroom had the only door that locked.
After throwing on a gray cotton robe, I grabbed a set of sweats to change into then padded barefoot down the hall to the bathroom. After closing and locking the door, I stepped over to the tub in the back corner of the bathroom and shoved the cover off. Steam coiled up. A quick look to the side showed that the heater had been left on. I couldn't help but smile. The gods bless Touko...! I wouldn't have to wait for the water to heat for a soak -- but first, a shower.
I turned on the water, but not too hot. The water heater wasn't particularly large. If I let it run as hot as I liked, it would run out and turn ice cold before I was done. I stepped under the water and soaked my head with a soft sigh. I washed my hair at top speed, then scrubbed myself quickly but thoroughly.
The shower had no effect on my erection what so ever. Not that I'd expected it would.
I blew out a breath and turned my back to the water. I gripped my dick and slid my wet hand up, stroking from base to head, then back down. An image of Madara in all his tall naked glory came to mind. His silky hair, the way his stomach muscles moved under all that pale skin, his hard cock... My pace quickened and I rubbed my thumb across the top of the head, which felt divine. It brought a soft moan from my lips.
My imagination added details, that half-lidded look Madara wore when he was just about to release. The way he licked his lips, the way he kissed, the way he felt inside me...
However, although I got quite a bit harder and that hot point inside me throbbed with intent, I didn't get any closer to release. I frowned down at my very erect, yet stubborn cock. Jacking off had never been this difficult.
I continued, stroking a bit harder and faster until I had to hold onto the wall for balance and panted for breath. Even so, I just couldn't...get there. Something was definitely missing. I glared down at my cock in open frustration. "Damn it!"
"You have to do it from the inside." Madara's deep voice was amused and came only a few feet away.
I whipped my head around.
Tall, elegant, and far too human in form, Madara perched on the broad tile edge of the tub, with his elbows on his spread knees. His hands were folded and propping up his chin. The sleeve of his red and gold robes had slid down his right shoulder showing off one side of his sculpted, milk-white chest and one pale pink nipple. Only loosely tied at his hips, the floor-draping robes had parted to bare one long muscular leg almost to the crotch. The scarlet marks on his brow, cheeks and around his eyes enhanced his exotic face, and his sly smirk.
Embarrassed that I'd been caught staring, I glared at the closed bathroom door. It was most likely still locked too. Damned spirit. I turned my glare on him, only to sudden realize what he'd said. I shook my head in confusion. "From...the inside?"
One white brow lifted. "I could help you?"
I pressed back against the tiled wall, pathetically grateful that the hot water had already reddened my skin enough to hide the heat filling my face. "No, that's okay! Just, tell me what you mean."
Madara sat up smile and his broadened. "If you want to cum, you have to stimulate the inside of you."
My eyes opened wide. "You mean...?" I couldn't say the rest out loud. Inside my ass?
Madara's grin broadened to show both sets of fangs. "That's right."
I shook my head hard. "I never had to do...that before!" Not just to jack off!
Madara rolled his eyes, sat up straight, and crossed his arms. "Let me guess, you haven't touched yourself since before...?"
He meant, before Natori had taught my body to want something else, somewhere else. I shook my head. "I haven't had...time." A serious understatement. "I can't...do it the normal way anymore?"
He snorted. "You should know the answer to that better than I." He stared pointedly at my rigid and slightly weeping erection.
I very nearly moved my hands to cover myself out of sheer reflex. However, covering anything was completely pointless. He'd seen it all already, and then some. Of far more importance was that I could no longer get myself off...the normal way. "Shit..." It was only a whisper.
Unfortunately, Madara had very keen hearing. His brow lifted and his smile sharpened to show his fangs. "Your fingers should do it, if they're long enough to reach...?"
My eyes widened. "My...fingers?"
He nodded, and his smile widened.
I frowned, trying to figure out the logistics of getting my fingers...in there, not to mention how far they'd have to go to reach...what I needed to reach.
Madara covered his mouth with his hand, but it was obvious that he was still grinning. "You could try reaching around the back? That would be the easiest way when standing."
I'd already figured that out. It was how I’d applied the burn gel to myself after...the first incident with Natori. However, to reach inside as deep as I needed to go, I'd have to arch my back hard. I turned to face the wall and reached back, arching my spine. Reaching was simple enough, but the friction of entering wasn't exactly comfortable. I needed some kind of lube. My gaze drifted to the hair conditioner in the wire holder suspended from the cold water knob.
No matter what anyone tells you, soap is a bad idea.
I reached over to grab the bottle of conditioner and poured some over my fingers of my right hand. It had the right consistency and I didn't think it would burn, not like a lotion. I set the bottle back and set my left hand against the tile wall for balance. I reached back and slid a finger around my anus. The conditioner didn't burn at all. I pressed and my middle finger slid right in. So far, so good. I wriggled my finger around a bit to get plenty of it in there, then pushed deeper. This required arching back even harder.
My finger sank to the knuckle. I moved it around a bit looking for that spot. If I remembered correctly, it was down and forward. My finger reached that tiny burning bump, and triggered a shudder. A small moan escaped my lips. I pressed against it. A small bolt of lightning burst through me, triggering a gasp. My feet jerked apart all by themselves.
Oh yeah, that was definitely it, and exactly what I needed to get off. I pressed harder against that button. More of that delicious lightning erupted and my spine rolled, my body grinding on my finger as though it were its own creature apart from me. I felt cum slide through my cock and dribble out. I moaned in pleasure and pressed my left shoulder against the wall for better balance. I shoved in a second finger to go deeper, then began pressing with enthusiasm.
Jolts of harsh pleasure burst through me, curling my toes, and forcing moans from my throat. Balanced against my shoulder I slid my left hand down to wall to grab my dick, since my right hand was busy inside my ass, and started stroking in time with my fingers. It was kind of awkward, but at least I was getting somewhere this time.
There was a groan at my back. "Gods, that's arousing." Suddenly, a tall heated body arched over me, and a huge clawed hand pressed against the wall next to mine.
I stiffened in shock. I’d completely forgotten that Madara was in the room with me.
"Let me help you with that." A large clawed hand closed around my wrist behind me. "I insist." Madara pulled my hand from my butt and replaced it with the broad head of his cock.
Trembling from the effects of my own hands, and far too desperate for release, I simply...let him.
"Watching you pleasure yourself..." His arm went around my hips, the flat of his palm pressing against my belly. "Was more than anyone could resist." With a groan, he slowly pressed his extremely rigid cock into my unresisting body. His clawed fingers closed on my hips, pulling me back onto him, his cock stretching me wide. "Gods... Tight!"
Gasping, I leaned forward, setting both forearms against the tile wall, and came up on my toes to meet him. Even with his feet spread wide and his knees bent, he was ungodly tall.
Madara hunched over me, and his lips brushed my shoulder. "The way your ass was wiggling on your fingers--" Long teeth scored the side of my neck while his cock ground deep inside me. "--Almost made me cum right there."
I shuddered, not only from the effects of his cock moving within me, but from his deep growling voice.
"You didn't really want your fingers." His hands slid down to grasp my thighs. "You wanted cock." He slid out part way and thrust in, hitting that spot with perfect precision. "Didn't you?"
A hard bolt of carnal lightning erupted in my gut and a choking gasp left my lips.
He pulled back to thrust again -- hard. "Didn't you?"
My feet came up off the tiles with his thrust and erotic lightning exploded in my gut to blaze up my spine and whitewash my mind with brutal pleasure. "Yes!"
With a savage growl, Madara began to pound into me, his fingers bruising on my hips, his claws biting in, though they didn't break the skin.
With every thrust, gasping shouts erupted from me. I scrabbled for purchase against the slick tile wall while my brain completely shut down, every thought in my head erased by the shockwaves of raw pleasure blazing through me. Up on my toes, my feet straining with effort, I ground back against him for more.
Madara was not gentle. I was going to have bruises from his hands, and one hell of an ach in my ass later, but right then I just didn't care. I was getting exactly what I wanted. I wasn't about to make him stop. I wasn't about to let him stop. "More! Harder!"
Madara growled and responded with enthusiasm, and speed.
All too soon, I was on the verge of cumming.
His broad hand closed around the base of my dick. "Not yet."
I moaned in frustration, my hand dropping to grasp his wrist. I wanted to cum, damn it!
Behind me and above me, Madara grunted with his efforts then suddenly stopped only to slam into me and grind in hard. He moaned, husky and deep, his hand on my hip holding me tight to him, his claws digging in. Inside me, his cock throbbed and heated wetness spurted unto my bowels. "Mmm... Yeah..."
Blue fire spilled into me and spread like wildfire. I moaned long and loud.
His constricting hand slid up to the end of my cock and began to stroke with short, quick pulls. He leaned down to groan by my ear. "Now. Cum now!"
As though it had been waiting for those very words, climax crashed over me. My cock pulsed and released all over the tile wall. I howled in ecstasy.
The shout had barely passed my lips when Madara clamped a hand over my jaw, and jerked my head to the side. His lips covered mine, swallowing my voice. His tongue swept against mine, and he moaned as though tasting something delicious. He released my lips with a sigh.
Exhausted and rolling under the heady fog of release, my body melted against the wall, slumping in Madara's arms.
Madara pulled back, his cock sliding from my body, then wrapped an arm around my chest. With his free hand, he turned off the water. "Okay, into the bath with you."
Still under the haze of ecstasy, I let him guide me to the tub and help me into it. The hot water stung, but it very quickly melted into bliss against my sore muscles -- and abused ass.
Truthfully, I fully expected him to join me, but he didn't. Instead, Madara grabbed a towel and began to wipe himself dry. "Touko is only minutes away from the front door." He grinned. "Good thing we finished when we did. Wouldn't want Touko to know just how much you enjoy getting your ass reamed."
Embarrassed, I winced and ducked my head.
Madara lifted his red and gold robes from the floor and began to shrug into them. "No big deal. I'll just have to make sure your mouth is covered when I fuck you."
I shot a glare at him. "We are not doing...this here!"
Madara raised a white brow and snorted. "A little late to say that now, isn't it?"
I turned away. It was a little late. "I don't want them to know."
Madara nodded sagely. "Covering your mouth should do it."
Footsteps sounded in the hall. "Takashi?" Touko's voice sounds a bit windblown.
I turned to face the door. "Yes ma'am?" I leaned up splashing a bit of water into the gutters that surrounded the tub. "Do you need a hand? I can get out?"
"No, no! I just wanted to make sure you were okay. You didn't eat your snack."
I winced. "Uh, when I got in I went straight to the bath." No need to tell her how long I’d been in here.
"Oh, okay! Finish your bath then, and I'll see you downstairs when you're done. How do you feel about shrimp for supper? The grocery story had some incredible deals."
Madara nodded enthusiastically. He loved shrimp.
I smiled. "Shrimp sounds fantastic."
Touko hummed happily. "Shigure really likes shrimp."
My smile broadened. "He sure does, so make sure you make plenty so I'll have some too."
Touko laughed. "Alright! I'll see you downstairs when you're finished." Her footsteps began to retreat.
I called out after her. "I'll be down soon to help you!"
Touko's voice was soft with distance, but I still heard her words. "Such a good boy."
I rolled my eyes. If only she knew.
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