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Dangerous Desires	By : Savagehunger47 Category: +. to F > Ai no Kusabi Views: 4870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Raoul/Katze

Parts: 5 of ?

Dangerous Desires

Confused, frozen in his spot between the Blondie’s legs, Katze tried to keep his expression free of the panic he felt. Yes, he’d been taught to assist his master if he’d been ordered to physically train a pet. But his knowledge came from books, not experience.

“Well, Katze?”

After being carried to the bed, the Blondie had released him and relaxed back against the headboard, with the expectation that Katze knew exactly how to pleasure the Elite. And, yes, if Katze could think he would have been able to remember what he needed to do. But all Katze could do was stare at Raoul’s straining erection.

Having only ever served Iason Mink, and the Blondie never having burdened Katze with the duty of bathing him, Katze never saw the naked body of an Elite. Dozens of naked pets, but the slim young bodies of the under aged youths were nothing compared to the body waiting for him to do something.

“Do you expect me to wait forever, Katze?”

Hearing the edge of anger in Raoul’s tone, Katze hesitated even longer as he tried to think of a way out of the mess he some how got himself into. “Sir Am—“

Raoul’s hand snapped out, capturing his wrist in a painful grasp. Wincing, Katze tried to contain his growing fear behind a stoic mask. “Forgive me, Sir Am, I cannot continue in what you wish of me,” Katze calmly said. “Yes, while I am knowledgeable in the human body, and how to arouse it, I do not have the experience to entertain you to the level you will be expecting.”

There, he said it. He gave the Blondie the truth. Katze waited, his head bowed and eyes focused on the hand that still held his wrist. However, the longer those long fingers stayed wrapped around his wrist, the harder Katze’s heart raced.

Why wasn’t Raoul letting him go? Elites—Blondies the most—hated stupidity, and his admission to being naïve about how to sexually excite someone would be considered stupid in their eyes.

The sound of Raoul’s baritone chuckle startled Katze, and he made the mistake of lifting his eyes. Emerald eyes held his, and, mesmerized, Katze could not look away.

“If you cannot show me, then perhaps I should teach you so you will know what to do later?” Those perfect lips tilted upwards, and Katze was powerless to stop the Blondie from pulling him closer.

Flipped onto his back, Katze had enough functioning brain cells up to push against Raoul’s chest when the Blondie loomed over him. “S-Sir Am, I beg of you to please reconsider the form o-of punishment you seem determined to subject me to.” Katze licked his lips, and became even more nervous at the way Raoul zoomed in on his small action.

“As a Blondie, to taint yourself with one as unworthy as I—“ Katze froze, the words he tried to say cut off by the deadly hand around his throat.

“Never,” Raoul growled, “speak to me as if I have forgotten who I am.” Emerald eyes bore into Katze.

“Of course, Sir Am,” Katze whispered fearfully, but hoped Raoul’s anger at him would turn him from his path. “I would never insult you by suggesting you did, Sir Am. I only meant that sexual contact between the two of us would be an insult to you ranking, sir.”

oOoOo

Taking his hand from Katze’s slim neck, Raoul stared down at Katze’s fair beauty. Smoothing the fiery locks covering Katze’s cheek, he traced his finger down the scar, the only evidence of Katze’s punishment for angering Iason.

“And you do not believe your rejection is not an insult to me?” Raoul said, smiling at how the hopeful light died in Katze’s warm amber eyes. “Did you really think to manipulate me with your words, Katze?”

“N-no—“

“Ah, but you did.” Raoul removed the hands from his chest and laid them to rest above Katze’s head, holding them there. “You thought to manage me, to shame me into leaving, did you not?”

Spreading Katze’s thighs widely apart, Raoul hissed in delight as he fit himself between Katze’s silky limbs, and covered the ex-Furniture with his body. “You thought to deny me this experience? Let me make myself clear, Katze. We will not be leaving this bedroom until I get what I want.”

The fire Raoul wanted to see again flashed hotly in Katze’s eyes, and extended to the stiffening of his long pale limbs. “You have something to say?” Raoul grinned.

“Yes, Sir Am,” Katze hissed. “Regardless of who you are, please remember that I am not your property, and as I am not, you will be held accountable should your dalliance with me be discovered by my true master.”

Raoul’s amusement faded by Katze’s heated reminder that he was not his. “And, pray tell, how would Iason discover our little tryst? Will it be you who will tell him?” Raoul leaned his head down, and nibbled the delicate flesh on Katze’s shoulder. “How will you explain it to him, hum?”

“I…I…”

Raoul smiled. “How will you escape the punishment of being the recipient of my lust? Should my actions be brought to Iason’s attention, who do you believe will receive the whiplash of his anger?”

Katze’s body under him trembled.

“Yes,” Raoul cooed. “My disgraceful actions will be swept under the table, and it would be you who will be removed, not I.” Raoul would never allow that to happen, however, Katze did not need to know the strange lengths he would go to protect him.

The ex-Furniture had somehow gotten under his skin in the short time frame he’d been with him. And Raoul never wanted the wealth of new and exhilarating feelings to leave him. It banished the starkness of his daily life. Something he had not known existed until Katze had opened his eyes on his operating table and whispered his name.

“However.” Raoul smiled, pressing his hips down, and rubbing his erection against Katze’s still stiffened hot flesh. “If you tell me now that you do not want me—without lying, because I will know if you are—then I will leave you, and not return.” A lie, but Raoul wanted to hear Katze’s answer, which, of course, would also be a lie. However, Raoul wanted to see how if the trembling young man had it in him to look him in the eyes and utter the falsehoods to try and escape his hold.

And he did not have to wait long. Golden eyes framed by long rusty lashes narrowed their splendid gaze upon Raoul, and he was not left waiting long.

“My body’s reaction is physical, nothing more, Sir Raoul. Of course I would react when stimulated.”

Holding Katze’s wrists with just one hand, Raoul reached under to palm Katze’s left cheek. “I did not ask you of your body’s reaction, Katze. I told you to tell me that you did not want me. You have failed if you thought to anger me.”

Raoul followed when Katze flinched away from his lips. Covering Katze’s mouth with his own, Raoul did not allow Katze to keep what he wanted away from him. Releasing the firm glob of Katze’s ass, Raoul grasped Katze’s jaw and slowly applied pressure until he could slip his tongue in.

Feeling the tempo of Katze’s heart as he pressed his chest against Katze’s, Raoul moaned. The bed creaked as he forcefully rocked against the ex-Furniture, and growled at Katze’s answering whimper.

Rearing up, Raoul hissed in displeasure as he lifted his body off of Katze. He was overheated, and tight with need. If he continued his course—which he will—he would hurt the smaller body lying spread out for only his eyes to see.

Removing himself from the bed, Raoul scooped up his coat disgracefully crumbled on the floor, and withdrew the bottle in the inner breast pocket. “I hope the noise I just heard is not of you leaving the bed, Katze,” Raoul said without turning.

And when he did, Raoul saw Katze sitting at the edge of the bed, pulling the coverings over his lap. With the bottle fisted in his hand, Raoul returned to Katze’s side, and lifted the red heads chin. “There will be no hiding from me.”

Leaning down, Raoul flicked the bedding of Katze’s lap, baring his naked form. Katze garbed his wrist, removing his chin from his grasp.

“This has gone on long enough, Sir Am.”

“Yes, it has.” Raoul enjoyed seeing the flash of surprise in Katze’s eyes. “I also think the amount of talking we have been doing has gone on quite long enough as well.” Shoving Katze down, Raoul uncapped the bottle and poured it oily solution into the palm of his hand.

Taking his straining erection, Raoul delighted at how Katze’s eyes widened at his actions. “Lie down, and draw your knees to your chest.”

When Katze’s movements weren’t fast enough for his liking, Raoul kneeled on the bed and did it for Katze. With his fingers wet and slick from the lubricant, Raoul caressed the puckered hole of Katze’s tender entrance.

His body trembling with impatience, Raoul fought his strange new instincts of impaling himself into Katze’s body—claiming the young man until his stiffened form accepted all of him, and silenced his words and body language of any and all rejection he may have.

Katze ached his back in a wantonly as he slipped a lone finger into his body and expertly located the nub of his desire. “Do you like that?” Raoul huskily whispered, moving his finger in and out of Katze’s tight entrance.

“It hurts,” Katze rasped, his golden eyes closing tightly.

“And yet your tip is beading with honey,” replied Raoul, the muscles in hi jaw working as he watched the erotic way Katze’s body twisted and arched. Adding another finger, Raoul’s control became thread bare as Katze’s lewd moans grew louder.

Sliding his hand up Katze’s heaving, sweat dampened, chest, Raoul pinched Katze’s hardened rosy nipples, and watched in fascination as Katze fisted the sheets above his head, and bit his kiss swollen lips to try and keep his lusty moans from emerging.

Unable to resist any longer, Raoul removed his fingers and angled himself perfectly to penetrate Katze’s softened entrance. Blunt nails dug into Raoul’s forearms as he braced them on either side of Katze’s head.

“Wrap your legs around my waist,” Raoul ordered. Dazed eyes met his, and Raoul could see Katze’s Furniture conditioning warring within him, the need to obey clashing with the instinctive human need to protect himself. “Don’t think, Katze, just do as I say.”

Slowly—madding—Katze lifted his legs, and in doing so, cradled Raoul’s body perfectly. Without warning, Raoul pushed his hips forward, hissing in sweet agony at the unparallel bliss of the indescribable sensation being in Katze—even if only the tip of him was in Katze.

Katze’s knees pressed into his sides to an almost uncomfortable level, but the tempting expressions flashing across Katze’s flushed face as he slowly sunk deeper into him, more than made up for any minor discomfort he felt.

The chorus of his heavy breaths mingled with Katze’s sweet voice as he continued his course, and when he could go no further, Raoul’s body shuttered when Katze unexpectedly tightened around his hardened shaft.

“Still your movements!” Raoul whispered harshly. Of all the pet shows, and pets he’s owned, Raoul never thought the carnal act would require so much control. Even as Katze did as he ordered, it did nothing to stop his overwhelming need to pound into the red head.

However, rational thought prevailed. No matter how well Katze took him in, the ex-Furniture still needed to be treated gently or Raoul would take the unnecessary risk of seriously harming him.

Raoul’s arms trembled as he slowly pulled out, and just as carefully sunk himself back into Katze’s molten heat. Beats of sweat beaded his forehead as Raoul continued his measured strokes until the tell tale of pain faded from Katze’s lovely features. And once they did, did Raoul allow himself to take Katze the way he had wanted to from the very beginning.

Pulling out, Raoul flipped Katze onto his stomach and lifted his hips high up off the bed. Sliding back in, Raoul snapped his hips forward. The sound of Katze’s passionate shouts and the slap of flesh were music to Raoul’s ears.

Gripping Katze’s slender waist when the red head tried to escape the bliss Raoul knew to be coming hard upon him, Raoul reached under and fisted Katze’s manhood, working Katze’s harden erection until the ex-Furniture cried out, and Raoul felt the hot gush of Katze’s essence. Thrusting repeatedly, Raoul moaned, and threw his head back, roaring his own release into Katze not long after.

  Lightheaded and, for once, his whole body deliciously relaxed and stress free, Raoul rock into Katze rhythmically before gracelessly falling to lie next to Katze’s side. Pulling Katze’s limp and sweat dewed body into his arms, Raoul surprised himself by placing a kiss on Katze’s forehead.

“Regardless of what you may say, and what may be the truth, I am now your master, Katze,” Raoul whispered. “You belong to me now.”

TBC…
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