Oriya's Kinky Mind
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Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
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3,025
Reviews:
5
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A Whipping Good Time
Title: A Whipping Good Time
By: DreamPrincess
Theme: #7~whip
Pairing: OriyaxMuraki
Characters: Oriya, Muraki & a little Hisoka
Summary: Oriya has been lusting after Muraki for too long now and he has finally got his chance to have a little kinky torture fun....
Rating: R
Warnings: bondage, anal, oral, pwp, torture, yaoi (m/m), Slight Beast, oral, toys, HJ
Disclaimer: I do not own YnM...I am just using Oriya & Muraki to unleash my freakish mind...Well okay, maybe Oriya is doing my bidding for me, by torturing Muraki...
A/N: 4 of the tortures came from my sister, oni_megami, she was helpin' me out and so has IceAngel. This is part 1 of IceAngel's b-day gift from me...I ended up tellin' her, coz, they're not gonna be done by her b-day...So, I hope you like this...Muraki will need rest after all this....
Oriya eased his fingers out of Muraki. "Are you ready for more?"
Muraki watched as he rose from the floor and back at the table of things. He had no idea what was on that table for sure, but so far it had been honey with a bear cub, some butter and a candle, the last thing just used was an ice cube. What could possibly be next...
"How much do you like pain, Muraki?" Oriya stretched his arm out and he held something. "I've never shown this side to anyone before, my dear friend. Some would say I'm a sick bastard who likes to torture people, but I've only wanted to sexually torture one and that is you."
'What does he have in mind?' he thought. "What is it this time, Oriya? Plan to stick something inside my ass again?" How Muraki wished for that once more. Maybe something a bit longer and harder.
"What do you think, Muraki?" Oriya stared at him and in his hand was a whip. He grasped the handle tightly as he cracked the whip stepping closer to his friend. Sitting on his knees, Oriya laid across Muraki's naked form. "I only do these things beucase I've always wanted to torture you as so and." he took Muraki's earlobe sucking on it.
Muraki moaned feeling Oriya move the handle of the whip around his body and felt nibbling at his earlobe now.
Now licking his ear, Oriya then whispered. "I also do this because I love you." Moving quickly he was on his feet and with one quick movement of his right hand and the whip moved across Muraki's stomach.
Muraki saw a thin red line on his stomach and then a second one appeared. "Oh..." he moaned.
Oriya watched as Muraki's stomach and chest were covered in bloody thin lines. Getting on his knees once more, he hovered over his friend's body now. "You look incredibly sexy all in blood."
Muraki watched as Oriya spotted a bloody line and licked it up. He squrimed beneath him. This was making his cock incredibly hard now. Muraki was loving every minute of these tortures. He moaned as the whip touched him again. This time there was much more force behind it.
"You are quite enjoying this aren't you my love." Oriya moved his left hand across the bloody chest. Smearing Muraki's blood. Looking at his hand he licked it. "Your blood tastes so good." he nearly had an orgasim right then and there.
"You haven't even completely tasted me yet and you are enjoying this." Muraki stared at him.
"Are we going to be a good Doctor or must I hurt the doctor once again?" he moved the handle of the whip against both of Muraki's inner thighs.
"What more can you do with the whip?" he taunted.
"Hmmm." Oriya had an smusing smile on his face. "Is that a dare to see if I can fuck you with this handle? Well I am truly game, Muraki." he rose to go to the table so he could the lube.
Muraki watched as he smeared it all over the handle. "Can you do it?" he said.
"You are challenging me aren't you, my friend?" Oriya sat on his knees between Muraki's legs, spreading them wider.
"Aren't you going to put me on my stomach for this." he watched intently.
Oriya got the end of the handle in the entrance. "No..." he shoved it up hard inside of Muraki.
His back arched as it was placed deep inside of him. A heavy throated moan escaped Muraki's mouth as it was pulled out and pushed back in.
Oriya gripped Muraki's member and started stroking it in time with the pushing of the handle whip. "How does it feel?" he his stroking became pumping.
Murkai's back started to arch uncontrollably now as pleasure shot through his body. His head back as far as it could go. "So...goooood." he moaned. His end was nearing so fast, since his cock was extremely hard from before.
"Could you release at any moment, Muraki?" he pumped him faster and shoved the handle whip up futher.
"Y-y-y-YESSSSSSSSSSSS." he hissed.
"Release for me, Muraki...I want to taste your seed." he said.
Muraki moaned as he felt the handle hit that spot again and again. 'Howmany times can he hit that repeatedly.' he thought. "OH." he moaned as he released.
Oriya watched in pleasure as Muraki released all over his hand. "Perfect." Leaving the handle inside of the doctor and remove dhis hand from the now limp member. Oriya put a finger in his mouth, then the next. Moaning with each sucking...Taking in the scent and taste of Muraki. "You taste so good."
Murkai moaned as he felt the handle being removed from within him. "What more could you possibly do to me?" he asked.
By: DreamPrincess
Theme: #7~whip
Pairing: OriyaxMuraki
Characters: Oriya, Muraki & a little Hisoka
Summary: Oriya has been lusting after Muraki for too long now and he has finally got his chance to have a little kinky torture fun....
Rating: R
Warnings: bondage, anal, oral, pwp, torture, yaoi (m/m), Slight Beast, oral, toys, HJ
Disclaimer: I do not own YnM...I am just using Oriya & Muraki to unleash my freakish mind...Well okay, maybe Oriya is doing my bidding for me, by torturing Muraki...
A/N: 4 of the tortures came from my sister, oni_megami, she was helpin' me out and so has IceAngel. This is part 1 of IceAngel's b-day gift from me...I ended up tellin' her, coz, they're not gonna be done by her b-day...So, I hope you like this...Muraki will need rest after all this....
Oriya eased his fingers out of Muraki. "Are you ready for more?"
Muraki watched as he rose from the floor and back at the table of things. He had no idea what was on that table for sure, but so far it had been honey with a bear cub, some butter and a candle, the last thing just used was an ice cube. What could possibly be next...
"How much do you like pain, Muraki?" Oriya stretched his arm out and he held something. "I've never shown this side to anyone before, my dear friend. Some would say I'm a sick bastard who likes to torture people, but I've only wanted to sexually torture one and that is you."
'What does he have in mind?' he thought. "What is it this time, Oriya? Plan to stick something inside my ass again?" How Muraki wished for that once more. Maybe something a bit longer and harder.
"What do you think, Muraki?" Oriya stared at him and in his hand was a whip. He grasped the handle tightly as he cracked the whip stepping closer to his friend. Sitting on his knees, Oriya laid across Muraki's naked form. "I only do these things beucase I've always wanted to torture you as so and." he took Muraki's earlobe sucking on it.
Muraki moaned feeling Oriya move the handle of the whip around his body and felt nibbling at his earlobe now.
Now licking his ear, Oriya then whispered. "I also do this because I love you." Moving quickly he was on his feet and with one quick movement of his right hand and the whip moved across Muraki's stomach.
Muraki saw a thin red line on his stomach and then a second one appeared. "Oh..." he moaned.
Oriya watched as Muraki's stomach and chest were covered in bloody thin lines. Getting on his knees once more, he hovered over his friend's body now. "You look incredibly sexy all in blood."
Muraki watched as Oriya spotted a bloody line and licked it up. He squrimed beneath him. This was making his cock incredibly hard now. Muraki was loving every minute of these tortures. He moaned as the whip touched him again. This time there was much more force behind it.
"You are quite enjoying this aren't you my love." Oriya moved his left hand across the bloody chest. Smearing Muraki's blood. Looking at his hand he licked it. "Your blood tastes so good." he nearly had an orgasim right then and there.
"You haven't even completely tasted me yet and you are enjoying this." Muraki stared at him.
"Are we going to be a good Doctor or must I hurt the doctor once again?" he moved the handle of the whip against both of Muraki's inner thighs.
"What more can you do with the whip?" he taunted.
"Hmmm." Oriya had an smusing smile on his face. "Is that a dare to see if I can fuck you with this handle? Well I am truly game, Muraki." he rose to go to the table so he could the lube.
Muraki watched as he smeared it all over the handle. "Can you do it?" he said.
"You are challenging me aren't you, my friend?" Oriya sat on his knees between Muraki's legs, spreading them wider.
"Aren't you going to put me on my stomach for this." he watched intently.
Oriya got the end of the handle in the entrance. "No..." he shoved it up hard inside of Muraki.
His back arched as it was placed deep inside of him. A heavy throated moan escaped Muraki's mouth as it was pulled out and pushed back in.
Oriya gripped Muraki's member and started stroking it in time with the pushing of the handle whip. "How does it feel?" he his stroking became pumping.
Murkai's back started to arch uncontrollably now as pleasure shot through his body. His head back as far as it could go. "So...goooood." he moaned. His end was nearing so fast, since his cock was extremely hard from before.
"Could you release at any moment, Muraki?" he pumped him faster and shoved the handle whip up futher.
"Y-y-y-YESSSSSSSSSSSS." he hissed.
"Release for me, Muraki...I want to taste your seed." he said.
Muraki moaned as he felt the handle hit that spot again and again. 'Howmany times can he hit that repeatedly.' he thought. "OH." he moaned as he released.
Oriya watched in pleasure as Muraki released all over his hand. "Perfect." Leaving the handle inside of the doctor and remove dhis hand from the now limp member. Oriya put a finger in his mouth, then the next. Moaning with each sucking...Taking in the scent and taste of Muraki. "You taste so good."
Murkai moaned as he felt the handle being removed from within him. "What more could you possibly do to me?" he asked.