Pleasure and Pain
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+. to F › D. Gray Man
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,564
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5
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
1
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Pleasure
Chapter 3: Pleasure
Allen gasped, arching his back despite the pain. A moan escaped as his body stiffened and hot liquid splattered across his belly. He fell back, breathing labored. The tingle and memory of the touch was still causing it to twitch. The exorcist’s eyes went wide as he realized the sound he had made, and he quickly turned his head, the rose tint deepening across his cheeks. His body was feeling hot, despite the amount of blood he had lost.
Tyki chuckled, and delicately removed his right glove, placing it neatly atop his hat. “What lewd sounds you make, boy!” He ran his bare finger across Allen’s belly, scooping up a bit of the warm evidence of his release. The Noah could take no more, he was painfully hard, and the look on the exorcist’s face had been more than he could handle! It was so provocative, that mixture of pleasure and pain. He spread the other’s legs, settling between them as he gingerly inserted his dripping finger into the exorcist. “Your little mouth down here is just eating it up.” The Noah gently moved his finger, coating the blushing orifice with Allen’s own seed. The still gloved hand hastily pulled out his own erection, assuaging the taut flesh as he pulled his fingers out from inside the boy, positioning himself at the twitching opening.
“So tight!” Tyki moaned, as he slid himself inside the exorcist. Allen cried out, tears welling at the corners of his eyes. At first, the pain was searing. He could feel himself stretching to accommodate the other man. Then, as the Noah began to move, the waves of pain began to shift into something else. Allen could feel the tight coil of pleasure begin to wind once more. His erection began to stiffen again, bouncing lightly against his abdomen as Tyki pounded into him. The Noah’s hands gripped the exorcist’s slender hips, and his breathing was becoming ragged. Suddenly, the older man’s length hit something deep within Allen, causing the boy to cry out, hips lifting and pushing back hard into the thrusts of the other.
There was nothing inside the head of the exorcist other than the desire for more. The pain was forgotten, as was the humiliation. Nothing mattered to him anymore other than desire to be filled, the wanting of the other man to go deeper, harder. His remaining hand dug into the earth with his nails, grasping at clumps of dirt and bits of fallen leaf. This was wrong, this was sinful, and this man was his enemy. He was the one who had killed so many of his comrades. He had destroyed his innocence, his weapon; had this also severed his link with god? With those he must protect?
Suddenly, the exorcist cried out as Tyki’s gloved hand wrapped around his hardened erection. The feel of the rough cotton sliding along his hot flesh was maddening. Allen chocked back a scream as the Noah’s thumb stroked the moist tip. The boy bit his lip, trying hard to suppress a scream as his button inside was pushed again and again.
The older man smirked as he watched Allen squirm and buck beneath him. The sight was causing him to thrust harder, his own flesh hard as steel. He shuddered at the feel of the moist warmth that surrounded his length. The unbelievable tightness of that virgin flesh was threatening to drive him mad. He didn’t know how much more he could take before he lost all control. Beads of sweat were starting to form on his dark brow. And his eyes slid closed, heavy lashes resting on his smooth cheeks, as he focused on the sensation of the boy beneath him.
Allen’s head thrashed side to side, his back arching as the tightening in his belly snapped, a torrent of warmth and relief flooding through his body in waves. He felt the body of the older man stiffen, the Noah above him dug his nails hard into the tender flesh of Allen’s thighs, a moan escaping his parted lips. All of a sudden, the painful flutter in the exorcist’s chest became threefold. The pounding of his heart must have aggravated the Tease.
Tyki felt the boy’s insides contract as Allen released for the second time. He could hold it no longer, and with a moan and a gasp, filled the exorcist with his hot seed. When the exorcist went limp beneath him, the Noah couldn’t help the small ache of disappointment deep within his chest. He bent down, licking a salty tear as it slid down Allen’s flushed cheek as he pulled himself from inside the dying boy.
Allen gasped, arching his back despite the pain. A moan escaped as his body stiffened and hot liquid splattered across his belly. He fell back, breathing labored. The tingle and memory of the touch was still causing it to twitch. The exorcist’s eyes went wide as he realized the sound he had made, and he quickly turned his head, the rose tint deepening across his cheeks. His body was feeling hot, despite the amount of blood he had lost.
Tyki chuckled, and delicately removed his right glove, placing it neatly atop his hat. “What lewd sounds you make, boy!” He ran his bare finger across Allen’s belly, scooping up a bit of the warm evidence of his release. The Noah could take no more, he was painfully hard, and the look on the exorcist’s face had been more than he could handle! It was so provocative, that mixture of pleasure and pain. He spread the other’s legs, settling between them as he gingerly inserted his dripping finger into the exorcist. “Your little mouth down here is just eating it up.” The Noah gently moved his finger, coating the blushing orifice with Allen’s own seed. The still gloved hand hastily pulled out his own erection, assuaging the taut flesh as he pulled his fingers out from inside the boy, positioning himself at the twitching opening.
“So tight!” Tyki moaned, as he slid himself inside the exorcist. Allen cried out, tears welling at the corners of his eyes. At first, the pain was searing. He could feel himself stretching to accommodate the other man. Then, as the Noah began to move, the waves of pain began to shift into something else. Allen could feel the tight coil of pleasure begin to wind once more. His erection began to stiffen again, bouncing lightly against his abdomen as Tyki pounded into him. The Noah’s hands gripped the exorcist’s slender hips, and his breathing was becoming ragged. Suddenly, the older man’s length hit something deep within Allen, causing the boy to cry out, hips lifting and pushing back hard into the thrusts of the other.
There was nothing inside the head of the exorcist other than the desire for more. The pain was forgotten, as was the humiliation. Nothing mattered to him anymore other than desire to be filled, the wanting of the other man to go deeper, harder. His remaining hand dug into the earth with his nails, grasping at clumps of dirt and bits of fallen leaf. This was wrong, this was sinful, and this man was his enemy. He was the one who had killed so many of his comrades. He had destroyed his innocence, his weapon; had this also severed his link with god? With those he must protect?
Suddenly, the exorcist cried out as Tyki’s gloved hand wrapped around his hardened erection. The feel of the rough cotton sliding along his hot flesh was maddening. Allen chocked back a scream as the Noah’s thumb stroked the moist tip. The boy bit his lip, trying hard to suppress a scream as his button inside was pushed again and again.
The older man smirked as he watched Allen squirm and buck beneath him. The sight was causing him to thrust harder, his own flesh hard as steel. He shuddered at the feel of the moist warmth that surrounded his length. The unbelievable tightness of that virgin flesh was threatening to drive him mad. He didn’t know how much more he could take before he lost all control. Beads of sweat were starting to form on his dark brow. And his eyes slid closed, heavy lashes resting on his smooth cheeks, as he focused on the sensation of the boy beneath him.
Allen’s head thrashed side to side, his back arching as the tightening in his belly snapped, a torrent of warmth and relief flooding through his body in waves. He felt the body of the older man stiffen, the Noah above him dug his nails hard into the tender flesh of Allen’s thighs, a moan escaping his parted lips. All of a sudden, the painful flutter in the exorcist’s chest became threefold. The pounding of his heart must have aggravated the Tease.
Tyki felt the boy’s insides contract as Allen released for the second time. He could hold it no longer, and with a moan and a gasp, filled the exorcist with his hot seed. When the exorcist went limp beneath him, the Noah couldn’t help the small ache of disappointment deep within his chest. He bent down, licking a salty tear as it slid down Allen’s flushed cheek as he pulled himself from inside the dying boy.