Love Him More

Love Him More
[Nightwalker is copyright of whomever owns it, who I forget at this moment]

\"Shido, Shido...\" I pondered the sound of my little one\'s name on my lips, how it rolled off onguongue and spilled out in an erotic mix of moans, almost. Shido\'s name was sweeter than the moans of ecstasy in fact, almost to the absolute point of it being the centre of my world. But, it wasn\'t actually the name I \'lived\' for, but the person behind it.

I leaned over and kissed Shido on the top of his head, lavender hair sweet smelling and caressing my lips. I sighed, holding my young one to my chest, smiling against him.

A short rest, I thought, and then I can swallow him up again, or more exact, he can swallow me and I can kiss those soft lips and taste my com the them, salty and at one time life-giving.

His lips tease my nipple, even in sleep when he doesn\'t realize it. I don\'t think he could realize hoe much it does to me, his master. His fingers are resting feather-light on my abdomen, almost ghostly stroking the taut muscles.

Enough of this sweet misery. I run a few fingers over the curve of his behind, inciting a slight gasp from my young companion. He looks at me, seeming to be like a put-out cat. I bare my teeth at him, running a slim finger between his buttocks, teasing lightly. He narrows his eyes at me, as I steal a kiss. The battle is to begin.

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Cain nips at my lips with sharp teeth, wanting to draw blood teasingly. I allow a small, guttural moan to vibrate through my throat, as his arms arrange my legs in his laps, his half-erection touching mine.

I resolve to take command as I do every time, never succeeding. Cain never lets me wander his body completely, simply letting me pleasure him back. He always insists I finish first. I\'m not sure if he just likes to hear my ragged voice and taste my skin or to torture me to all hell.

Like now.

Soft, pale lips trace my cheek, a warm tongue slipping out to leave a trail of wetness against my skin. How he makes me feel so...so tense yet relaxed at a slight touch I don\'t know, but it almost makes me hate him. Almost.

A curling tongue traces my ear, moving in delicate circles. He whispers with a grin to me, \"Shido, my Shido. So beautiful, but mine to ravage. I want to hear you scream my name. Mine.\" I moan at these words, his hands sweeping my hair behind my ears.

Cain sits up in a rush, setting me on his lap. I can feel his pride resting against my thigh, still erect. I slide my head back, wanting more of that length closer to me.

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My little one, my Shido, rests in my lap. He leans his head back, tousled hair wildly framing the fragile face. His chest almost appears to be stuck out on purpose, nipples heightened with mere sensation. I smile softly, running my hands down that torso, fingers drumming against taut skin.

I pass over his throat for now, wanting to leave the best for last. Sweet, sweet pale skin calls out to me by his non-existent pulse, but Shido is mine, and there shall be plenty of time for his sweet blood to be claimed, no matter how much I want it.

I set my head on his shoulder, touching my lips to it. I suckle the skin there, the thin sheen of sweat and saliva gleaming on his skin. He writhes under me, my Shido, wanting more. I grant this wish of his to a point, letting my blonde waves drape my face as I kiss my way down his chest. I decide to take a straight way down, with a slight detour.

Sticking my tongue out, curling it again, I glance at him with a wicked grin. His face is contorted in a desperate glance. My Shido’s lips move in a silent need, asking me to touch him again. My head sweeps down again in a fit of mercy.

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I beg him silently with my eyes. I wish for him to lie his lips on my torso, kiss the most sensitive spots on my body.

“Unghhh…” My voice defies me, as teasing, faint touches reach my nipple and I wait for my master to touch my pale flesh.

He purrs quietly, and finally reaches his soft tongue to me. His lips stroke the area around my nipple in an ‘O’, surrounding but never touching.

Finally, a heavy weight teases me, with massaging motions. Teeth nipped at the hard nubs, contemplating whether or not to draw blood. Thcisicision was made with a single drop of scarlet trickling into my masters’ mouth as his tongue plunged and pillaged my flesh, and more than just my member stood erect. Moving to the other twin, Cain rolled over the flesh, smiling softly at the teasing.

“Cain, Cain, please…move lower.” My thoughts were coming in slow, bated flusters. Finally, after the torture and suckling of my nipples, he looked up e.
e.

“Beg, Shido, beg…then I’ll consider it.”

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I dreamingly gazed at the angry yet utterly sinful look of my Shido’s face as he stared at me, an erotic rage appearing in his wider eyes. I knew he hated having to beg, but he knew it was all worth it in the end.

Oh yes, it was. With a sly grin, I grabbed his shoulders and repositioned us so then I was lying back on the pillow, and Shido was hovering over me. He had his shocked, innocent look plastered on his face now.
ido,ido, just this once, I want you to beg me in a different way.”

His eye shimmered with realization as I stroked his cheek, laying back on the sheets with an expectant body.

“My young love…touch me. Touch me there, and I promise that you can have what you want.”

Shido nodded, the shock beginning to register as he slid a shaking hand down my torso, nervously stopping at the blonde hairs near the root of our pleasure, then straying back up.

His pale finger traced the area around my lips, his other hand clenched nervously in his lap. I locked my eyes to his.

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I glanced at Cain reluctantly. My master, my greatest confidante and mentor, as well as the man who made me what I am wanted me to touch him in places I never had before. Cain, the man I love with the soul I may or may not still have in his cold body, wanted me to lay sweet kisses upon his member.

Why, Cain, why do you want to give me this glorious thing? Why now, and not ever before?

I leaned in, laying soft kisses on the chest of Cain. Soft, brown nipples were peaked, and Cain held his glance sternly. I knew that my master was very impatient when he was aroused, he liked to draw things out but at the same time keep them going for as long as possible.

I reached out for the throbbing member, fingers curling around it. His masters eyes came off his, as Cain opened his mouth as to almost give a command, then close it. I smiled nervously and fluttered my fingers over the length. Cain opened his hips to me, and I knew that he wanted me to touch him more. So I did.

I squeezed the shaft tightly but not so much as to hurt him, and leaned down to the length that I had felt many times before penetrating me. My tongue slips out, swirling over the tip and feeling the small opening there.

Yes, I loved my master, and I wasn\'t worthy of this torture. Blood tears slipped down my face, staining the sheets under my face crimson and pooling at Cain\'s thighs. My fingers slipped across his heavy sac, and I sucked on his member.

Then I realized my master wasn\'t trying to coax me to take him farther down my throat. Was I not good enough to do this?

\"Shido...Shido...now!\" His fingers slipped for a bottf laf lavender oil (he said it reminded him of my hair) on the nightstand, and I realized his thoughts.

I changed positions to be below him, and mounted him, slowly, the oil helping the entry some.

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I felt sweet bliss on my shaft as dear Shido allowed me to penetrate himself, and I almost smiled inside to the non-existent Gods for this pleasure. My head was tilted back and my young counterpart was under me, writhing on the silk sheets.

I licked his tears away, and gently started to move inside him, thrusting in and out. I was on the edge, but I did not want to hurt my little one, as the thought of breaking that gentle body would horrify me. Light colored hair was spread across the bed. I resisted the urge to stroke its softness, and concentrated on the body beneath me.

\"Cain...Cain, don\'t tease me anymore...\"

I smiled, plunging myself inside of him, hearing light whimpers. I loved this, knowing that he wished to have me and only me and that I could make him react like this. Shido\'s hand reached for his own shaft, and I allowed him to stroke himself, as I knew that the sight made me move faster.

His other handchedched for damp sheets, but I grasped it and wrapped my fingers around his, my other restin hin his hip. He held my hand tightly, hips moving up and down, wanting, wanting, wanting, *needing*.

My head was thrown back as I came, my seed touching the very depths of Shido\'s soul. He screamed with a guttural sound, one that I loved and hated because of its underlying shrillness. He came as well, and we saw the only sun we\'d ever see again, together.

Blinking my eyes, I rolled over off of him, and sighed as I stretched out onto the bed. Shido was twitching softstilstill holding on to the sheet.

I smiled, stroked his hair and got a smile in return.

I don\'t know what happened that night, what odd thing passed between Shido and I, all I is is that my young one was me and I was him, if even for a short time...

And it maybe even made me love him more...

-kuja no miko
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