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Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
76
Views:
3,746
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter Thirty-Two
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Author’s Notes: This is the infamous chapter Kel and I have complained about. I’ve done some very basic editing, because I didn’t want to tamper with the original story, and Kel’s character, too much. The next few chapters require editing for continuity because of this chapter, and I’ve only separated the entire story and edited 50 chapters so far. There’s still more to go. I know, you should all shoot me for it.
But, I would like to hope that this is a good enough story where everyone will read to the end no matter how long I’ve made it. And I’d like to say with full confidence that it is interesting with many twists to come. It was so much fun to write, I can’t help but gush about it! And it was fun to write with Kel. She’s a great writer and we have a lot of fun staying up late and getting some cracked out ideas.
So, enjoy our insanity!
~~~
Transaction
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Chapter Thirty-Two
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Haido wasn't moving fast, but Kenji could feel the heat around them pick up again. He couldn't keep his eyes open to watch Haido's face, letting them fall shut as he tilted his head back. He wasn't sure he wanted to see anyway. There were just some things he didn't have to know.
His hips moved, awkwardly at first in response to the slow, almost too careful thrusts into him. Small noises escaped him as one thrust landed harder, another when Haido shifted his hips just right to brush over the spot that made his body tremble and convulse.
Haido let his head fall forward, looking between their bodies, watching himself exit and then disappear into Kenji's body. Again and again, the pace slowly picking up on its own. His breathing was heavy and he looked at Kenji whose eyes were closed.
Haido felt... odd. A little hurt maybe?
He didn't understand what was going on anymore. It was all just blurring together in a pleasant meld of sight, sound and feel. He couldn't make heads or tails of what he was actually thinking, though one strong thought remained. He wondered why Kenji had said what he did.
When Kenji had jerked beneath him, Haido felt his lips twitch in a smile. He hoped this was being good to Kenji through this. He wished the reassurance was a little more, but he tried making sure he could keep hitting the spot that had him trembling and hoped for the best.
As for himself? He couldn't control the tumult of pants and moans escaping from him.
Constant, unyielding pressure on that one point was more then Kenji could begin to stand. The ache in his stomach grew, spread and throbbed. He moaned, both at the pain of Haido's assault and the growing ache in his body.
"Hai..." Kenji swallowed hard, opening his eyes enough to see. "Haido..." He pushed his hips up to meet the thrusts, an instinctive reaction, as if he could pull Haido deeper into himself.
And that was what he wanted. It didn't feel like enough, he needed more. Harder, faster, he didn't care as long as there was more. The need grew faster then the ache, curling up as if it would choke and instead leaving him in a loud groan.
His breathing was too heavy, and he couldn't quite get the range of sounds he'd had before. That didn't stop him from trying, air becoming a novelty within seconds.
"Oh god, Kenji," Haido moaned, panting heavily as he continued to thrust into the man beneath him.
He couldn't help himself, thrusting harder into Kenji as he felt a deep pained warmth build up in him. He rested his bandaged hand on the floor near Kenji's shoulder to bear the weight of his body as his free hand moved between their bodies to stroke Kenji in time with the thrusting.
His right arm trembled from the burning pain of resting the weight on it, bandages digging into the tender skin covered up. But he couldn't do it any other way. His legs were shaking from the oncoming release and his knees felt bruised on the hard floors.
But he couldn't stop.
Kenji's name became a mantra mingled with a slew of unintelligible gibberish as his hips lost rhythm and his body froze up and he pushed himself in deep, releasing.
"Ooooh, shit, Kenji!" Haido cried out, his right arm finally giving out as he nearly collapsed atop the other man, breathing hard.
Haido's voice wasn't soft anymore, but Kenji hardly noticed as the thrusts into his body increased in force. The assault on his nerves made him moan, cry out as Haido's hand came down between them. He didn't think about the pressure on Haido's injured hand, or how much damage it could do.
There was only the mind numbing pleasure that racked through his body like a disease.
Rhythm fell away and there were only the erratic thrusts of their hips. Kenji felt like writhing, and surely he had to be, because he had never felt something so blissfully torturous as this.
The release was so much, so fast that it hurt, and Kenji came down on a buzzing high. He had been so caught up in the climax that he hadn't noticed Haido's extra weight, and he struggled to catch his breath. Kenji forced himself to take a breath, hiding his face in Haido's neck because he couldn't pull away.
The heat around them seemed to cling to their bodies, coming off in rolls from the heap they'd collapsed in. It was fairly annoying and Haido couldn't stand it any longer. It was suffocating. Using his left hand now (his right didn't want to work for him anymore), he lifted himself off of Kenji, easing his now rapidly softening arousal from the other body.
Sighing heavily, he collapsed between Kenji's legs, panting. It was so hot in here now. And another thought came to mind:
How were they going to clean up?
On top of that, another thought, more... dangerous maybe? He'd said it, hadn't he? Kenji had actually said those words and Haido had denied him.
"Shit," he groaned quietly, cradling his right arm. This was all going to be a mess.
Author’s Notes: I’m running on five hours of sleep, and it’s not enough, but I think I’m pulling another all nighter, with another nap in the afternoon. I’ve finished the editing for all the other chapters I’ve made. So from this one to 50. I’ve starting making the other chapters. I’m hoping to finish breaking up the story tonight. On top of that, my one friend really wants me to work on ‘I Love to Hate You’, a Potter fic. So, I’m back and forth between that. I’m hoping once these are done, I can work on the sequel to this and Teach Me. Maybe Noriko’s Story again, too.
~~~
Anyways, let’s explain this chapter and why Kel and I hated it. When we were writing this, we didn’t have plans to post it up yet. So we were doing whatever we wanted. Once we realized it was going out into public, we needed some changes.
In this chapter, just as Haido was climaxing, he told Kenji he loved him, and that’s where things got all fucked up. We realized that wasn’t exactly kosher to the story when we started posting it. We like to make good stories, and that would’ve brought the whole thing down. So, to make the story better for you, our readers, we’ve done a lot of… wait. We? I’m sorry, I’ve done a lot of revamping. Apologies to Kel, but I did the editing for this chapter and the continuity for the other chapters that this one affected.
So, this is all my sleepless nights and tired eyes hard work. The story will be a little more… realistic, I guess, now that I’ve fixed that.
So, tell us what you think!
~Subby
Author’s Notes: This is the infamous chapter Kel and I have complained about. I’ve done some very basic editing, because I didn’t want to tamper with the original story, and Kel’s character, too much. The next few chapters require editing for continuity because of this chapter, and I’ve only separated the entire story and edited 50 chapters so far. There’s still more to go. I know, you should all shoot me for it.
But, I would like to hope that this is a good enough story where everyone will read to the end no matter how long I’ve made it. And I’d like to say with full confidence that it is interesting with many twists to come. It was so much fun to write, I can’t help but gush about it! And it was fun to write with Kel. She’s a great writer and we have a lot of fun staying up late and getting some cracked out ideas.
So, enjoy our insanity!
~~~
Transaction
~~~
Chapter Thirty-Two
~~~
Haido wasn't moving fast, but Kenji could feel the heat around them pick up again. He couldn't keep his eyes open to watch Haido's face, letting them fall shut as he tilted his head back. He wasn't sure he wanted to see anyway. There were just some things he didn't have to know.
His hips moved, awkwardly at first in response to the slow, almost too careful thrusts into him. Small noises escaped him as one thrust landed harder, another when Haido shifted his hips just right to brush over the spot that made his body tremble and convulse.
Haido let his head fall forward, looking between their bodies, watching himself exit and then disappear into Kenji's body. Again and again, the pace slowly picking up on its own. His breathing was heavy and he looked at Kenji whose eyes were closed.
Haido felt... odd. A little hurt maybe?
He didn't understand what was going on anymore. It was all just blurring together in a pleasant meld of sight, sound and feel. He couldn't make heads or tails of what he was actually thinking, though one strong thought remained. He wondered why Kenji had said what he did.
When Kenji had jerked beneath him, Haido felt his lips twitch in a smile. He hoped this was being good to Kenji through this. He wished the reassurance was a little more, but he tried making sure he could keep hitting the spot that had him trembling and hoped for the best.
As for himself? He couldn't control the tumult of pants and moans escaping from him.
Constant, unyielding pressure on that one point was more then Kenji could begin to stand. The ache in his stomach grew, spread and throbbed. He moaned, both at the pain of Haido's assault and the growing ache in his body.
"Hai..." Kenji swallowed hard, opening his eyes enough to see. "Haido..." He pushed his hips up to meet the thrusts, an instinctive reaction, as if he could pull Haido deeper into himself.
And that was what he wanted. It didn't feel like enough, he needed more. Harder, faster, he didn't care as long as there was more. The need grew faster then the ache, curling up as if it would choke and instead leaving him in a loud groan.
His breathing was too heavy, and he couldn't quite get the range of sounds he'd had before. That didn't stop him from trying, air becoming a novelty within seconds.
"Oh god, Kenji," Haido moaned, panting heavily as he continued to thrust into the man beneath him.
He couldn't help himself, thrusting harder into Kenji as he felt a deep pained warmth build up in him. He rested his bandaged hand on the floor near Kenji's shoulder to bear the weight of his body as his free hand moved between their bodies to stroke Kenji in time with the thrusting.
His right arm trembled from the burning pain of resting the weight on it, bandages digging into the tender skin covered up. But he couldn't do it any other way. His legs were shaking from the oncoming release and his knees felt bruised on the hard floors.
But he couldn't stop.
Kenji's name became a mantra mingled with a slew of unintelligible gibberish as his hips lost rhythm and his body froze up and he pushed himself in deep, releasing.
"Ooooh, shit, Kenji!" Haido cried out, his right arm finally giving out as he nearly collapsed atop the other man, breathing hard.
Haido's voice wasn't soft anymore, but Kenji hardly noticed as the thrusts into his body increased in force. The assault on his nerves made him moan, cry out as Haido's hand came down between them. He didn't think about the pressure on Haido's injured hand, or how much damage it could do.
There was only the mind numbing pleasure that racked through his body like a disease.
Rhythm fell away and there were only the erratic thrusts of their hips. Kenji felt like writhing, and surely he had to be, because he had never felt something so blissfully torturous as this.
The release was so much, so fast that it hurt, and Kenji came down on a buzzing high. He had been so caught up in the climax that he hadn't noticed Haido's extra weight, and he struggled to catch his breath. Kenji forced himself to take a breath, hiding his face in Haido's neck because he couldn't pull away.
The heat around them seemed to cling to their bodies, coming off in rolls from the heap they'd collapsed in. It was fairly annoying and Haido couldn't stand it any longer. It was suffocating. Using his left hand now (his right didn't want to work for him anymore), he lifted himself off of Kenji, easing his now rapidly softening arousal from the other body.
Sighing heavily, he collapsed between Kenji's legs, panting. It was so hot in here now. And another thought came to mind:
How were they going to clean up?
On top of that, another thought, more... dangerous maybe? He'd said it, hadn't he? Kenji had actually said those words and Haido had denied him.
"Shit," he groaned quietly, cradling his right arm. This was all going to be a mess.
Author’s Notes: I’m running on five hours of sleep, and it’s not enough, but I think I’m pulling another all nighter, with another nap in the afternoon. I’ve finished the editing for all the other chapters I’ve made. So from this one to 50. I’ve starting making the other chapters. I’m hoping to finish breaking up the story tonight. On top of that, my one friend really wants me to work on ‘I Love to Hate You’, a Potter fic. So, I’m back and forth between that. I’m hoping once these are done, I can work on the sequel to this and Teach Me. Maybe Noriko’s Story again, too.
~~~
Anyways, let’s explain this chapter and why Kel and I hated it. When we were writing this, we didn’t have plans to post it up yet. So we were doing whatever we wanted. Once we realized it was going out into public, we needed some changes.
In this chapter, just as Haido was climaxing, he told Kenji he loved him, and that’s where things got all fucked up. We realized that wasn’t exactly kosher to the story when we started posting it. We like to make good stories, and that would’ve brought the whole thing down. So, to make the story better for you, our readers, we’ve done a lot of… wait. We? I’m sorry, I’ve done a lot of revamping. Apologies to Kel, but I did the editing for this chapter and the continuity for the other chapters that this one affected.
So, this is all my sleepless nights and tired eyes hard work. The story will be a little more… realistic, I guess, now that I’ve fixed that.
So, tell us what you think!
~Subby