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+. to F › Ai no Kusabi
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
6,939
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Ai no Kusabi, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
4
When Iason opened the door to the bathroom Riki could hardly believe his eyes. He had never seen anything so grand. The floors were black marble as well as the counters. The fixtures looked to be solid gold and there was a glass encased shower that had half a dozed shower heads in it. The tub was the size of a small pool and looked like it would hold five people easily. Fuck! A guy could get used to this.
While Riki was taking in the sights, Iason set the tub to fill. When he turned around to face his pet one word fell from his lips.
“Strip.”
“What?” Riki said looking up with wide eyes. “You gonna stand there and watch?”
“Is that a problem pet?” was the reply he recived.
“I guess not.” Said Riki, who then proceeded to pull off his t-shirt and threw it to the floor. He bent over to pull off his boots and could feel eyes watching him. His skin felt hot and his arousal returned with force. The jeans came off next and then he stood strait and smirked at the Blondie as if daring him to look his fill. Inside he felt as his stomach was doing filp flops. He knew he had a body to be proud of but for some reason he felt insecure under the Blondie’s gaze.
Watching his pet reveal his body one piece at a time was a very pleasing sight. He had never had such a strong attraction to a pet before. Riki’s body was lightly muscled, covered in caramel colored skin. His legs were long leading to sharp hip bones and a thatch of black curls surrounding his manhood which stood ridged, twitching occasionally. Iason’s eyes traveled up a flat tight stomach to Riki’s chest and broad shoulders. He pet was exceptional.
The tub was filled, the sent of vanilla and musk rising from the steaming water. Iason motioned for his pet to come closer. He was impatient for the evening to move on to more pleasing activities.
“Come pet, you’ll enjoy this I think.” Iason said.
Riki stepped into the tub and, gasping at how hot the water was. As he sank into the water he let out a groan from deep within his throat.
“I could get used to this.” He whispered to himself.
“And so you shall. I’ll leave you to your bath. When you are finished, there are towels on the shelf here. In the room across the hall you’ll find clothes lain out for you. After you’ve dressed, you will join me in the living room.” With nothing more to say, Iason turned on his heal and left the room. He had to get away from the sight of his pet’s wet glistening skin so that he could calm his raging body.
Well shit, thought Riki, he hadn’t meant to say that out loud. He looked at the bottles lining the wall along the tub and picked one at random. Sniffing it, he found it unoffensive and proceeded to wash his body, enjoying the slick feeling of his hand gliding across his chest and stomach. Now that he was alone he thought of everything that had happened in the last few hours. He thought about all that the Blondie had said. Knowing that he had been watching him for a year made him worry for his lover, Guy. Riki wondered if Guy had noticed he was missing yet. It wasn’t unusual for him to be gone very late into the night. The Blondie must know about his gang, Bison. They knew how to take care of themselves though. He had no idea what he was going to tell them when he got back, it was a rather hard to believe story.
In the livingroom, Iason sat thinking of his new pet. Things were going very well so far. When he had pictured Riki’s reaction to the current events he had thought he would have been more violent, fighting every step of the way. Over the last year, he had watched Riki many times with his gang, fighting with other mongrels and he had always ended up being the last on standing. Katze had also told him stories of his pet’s antics as the leader of Bison.
He had grown tired of the complete submission of the pets from the academy. When he saw Riki for the first time, he found the answer to his problem. He wanted a challenge. Someone he could train to his liking. The pets from the academy were little more than sex dolls, having been bred for one purpose, to please their Master. Iason had often wished for a pet with some spirt, someone that would fight on occasion and have independent thoughts. He found that he also wanted a companion of sorts. Someone to enjoy his evenings with. Only time would tell now, what lay in store for himself and Riki. Speaking of which, what was taking his pet so long?
Riki had finished his bath and walked across the hall into the bedroom Iason had mentioned. Looking at the bed he saw the clothing lain out for him. What the fuck? These weren’t clothes, they were fucking underwear. He wasn’t about to put those things on.
He stormed back across the hall to retrieve his clothes from the bathroom. He would rather wear dirty clothes than to put on those scraps. Damn it, where were they? Daryl must have taken them he thought, that was fast. What was he supposed to do now? He wouldn’t be able to leave in nothing but underwear covering his ass. Stupid fucking furniture! Well he wasn’t about to put on the Blondies excuse for clothing so he would have to settle for the towel wrapped around his waist for now. He would have to find his clothes later after Iason was sleeping. If his plans worked out, the Blondie would be worn out and fast asleep soon. Now it was time to see of he could make his evening a little better. If he had it his way, the Blondie would be on his knees, sucking his cock before the night was over.
AN: I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to update. I ended up doing some demo work the last two weeks and just didn't have the time to sit down and get something posted. My last day is Sunday and I'm going to work on the next chapter more tonight so I promise it will be out soon. Also, please forgive me for making this one so short. I just wanted to get another chapter posted. The next will be longer and may even have a steamy bit or two in there. Then again, Riki may just show his true feeling about this whole thing. You never can tell. Thanks so very much to those that reviewed. I get so excited when I see them that my family thinks I've gone nuts seeing me clap my hads and bounce in my seat.
While Riki was taking in the sights, Iason set the tub to fill. When he turned around to face his pet one word fell from his lips.
“Strip.”
“What?” Riki said looking up with wide eyes. “You gonna stand there and watch?”
“Is that a problem pet?” was the reply he recived.
“I guess not.” Said Riki, who then proceeded to pull off his t-shirt and threw it to the floor. He bent over to pull off his boots and could feel eyes watching him. His skin felt hot and his arousal returned with force. The jeans came off next and then he stood strait and smirked at the Blondie as if daring him to look his fill. Inside he felt as his stomach was doing filp flops. He knew he had a body to be proud of but for some reason he felt insecure under the Blondie’s gaze.
Watching his pet reveal his body one piece at a time was a very pleasing sight. He had never had such a strong attraction to a pet before. Riki’s body was lightly muscled, covered in caramel colored skin. His legs were long leading to sharp hip bones and a thatch of black curls surrounding his manhood which stood ridged, twitching occasionally. Iason’s eyes traveled up a flat tight stomach to Riki’s chest and broad shoulders. He pet was exceptional.
The tub was filled, the sent of vanilla and musk rising from the steaming water. Iason motioned for his pet to come closer. He was impatient for the evening to move on to more pleasing activities.
“Come pet, you’ll enjoy this I think.” Iason said.
Riki stepped into the tub and, gasping at how hot the water was. As he sank into the water he let out a groan from deep within his throat.
“I could get used to this.” He whispered to himself.
“And so you shall. I’ll leave you to your bath. When you are finished, there are towels on the shelf here. In the room across the hall you’ll find clothes lain out for you. After you’ve dressed, you will join me in the living room.” With nothing more to say, Iason turned on his heal and left the room. He had to get away from the sight of his pet’s wet glistening skin so that he could calm his raging body.
Well shit, thought Riki, he hadn’t meant to say that out loud. He looked at the bottles lining the wall along the tub and picked one at random. Sniffing it, he found it unoffensive and proceeded to wash his body, enjoying the slick feeling of his hand gliding across his chest and stomach. Now that he was alone he thought of everything that had happened in the last few hours. He thought about all that the Blondie had said. Knowing that he had been watching him for a year made him worry for his lover, Guy. Riki wondered if Guy had noticed he was missing yet. It wasn’t unusual for him to be gone very late into the night. The Blondie must know about his gang, Bison. They knew how to take care of themselves though. He had no idea what he was going to tell them when he got back, it was a rather hard to believe story.
In the livingroom, Iason sat thinking of his new pet. Things were going very well so far. When he had pictured Riki’s reaction to the current events he had thought he would have been more violent, fighting every step of the way. Over the last year, he had watched Riki many times with his gang, fighting with other mongrels and he had always ended up being the last on standing. Katze had also told him stories of his pet’s antics as the leader of Bison.
He had grown tired of the complete submission of the pets from the academy. When he saw Riki for the first time, he found the answer to his problem. He wanted a challenge. Someone he could train to his liking. The pets from the academy were little more than sex dolls, having been bred for one purpose, to please their Master. Iason had often wished for a pet with some spirt, someone that would fight on occasion and have independent thoughts. He found that he also wanted a companion of sorts. Someone to enjoy his evenings with. Only time would tell now, what lay in store for himself and Riki. Speaking of which, what was taking his pet so long?
Riki had finished his bath and walked across the hall into the bedroom Iason had mentioned. Looking at the bed he saw the clothing lain out for him. What the fuck? These weren’t clothes, they were fucking underwear. He wasn’t about to put those things on.
He stormed back across the hall to retrieve his clothes from the bathroom. He would rather wear dirty clothes than to put on those scraps. Damn it, where were they? Daryl must have taken them he thought, that was fast. What was he supposed to do now? He wouldn’t be able to leave in nothing but underwear covering his ass. Stupid fucking furniture! Well he wasn’t about to put on the Blondies excuse for clothing so he would have to settle for the towel wrapped around his waist for now. He would have to find his clothes later after Iason was sleeping. If his plans worked out, the Blondie would be worn out and fast asleep soon. Now it was time to see of he could make his evening a little better. If he had it his way, the Blondie would be on his knees, sucking his cock before the night was over.
AN: I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to update. I ended up doing some demo work the last two weeks and just didn't have the time to sit down and get something posted. My last day is Sunday and I'm going to work on the next chapter more tonight so I promise it will be out soon. Also, please forgive me for making this one so short. I just wanted to get another chapter posted. The next will be longer and may even have a steamy bit or two in there. Then again, Riki may just show his true feeling about this whole thing. You never can tell. Thanks so very much to those that reviewed. I get so excited when I see them that my family thinks I've gone nuts seeing me clap my hads and bounce in my seat.