father Figure, chapter 5

Father Figure chapter 5

The arm around Nagi\'s shoulder\'s tensed, and Ken inhaled sharply into the silence following Nagi\'s response.

\"Aya was right, Aya was right and I never even saw it-\"

The WeiB assassin\'s mantra was interrupted by the feeling of wetness against his wrist. Ken frowned and lifted a hand to brush against his companion\'s cheek, where a warm droplet splattered against the older brunette\'s palm. Nagi was crying.

Ken froze, then said hurriedly

\"No, no, don\'t cry! I didn\'t mean to-\"

\"I\'m sorry!!\"

The younger boy sobbed an apology suddenly, interrupting Ken\'s own hurried one. Ken pulled the boy closer and said

\"No, don\'t be sorry. It\'s not your fault.\"

\"Y-Yes, it has to be! I\'ve only known you about a week and already I feel this way...Dad, it\'s just so wrong and I\'m sorry!\"

Something about Nagi\'s broken sobs and slumped posture stirred an unnamed feeling in Ken\'s heart. It was awful to watch this boy, this delicate, beautiful boy cry. The soccer star found himself reaching over to Nagi, tilting the younger brunette\'s pointed chin up and capturing those soft lips with his own.

Nagi\'s heart stopped. He felt himself lean closer to Ken, felt Ken\'s free arm snake around Nagi\'s own slender waist. Nagi parted his lips shyly and Ken thrust his tongue inside, causing the younger of the two to moan softly into the older man\'s mouth.

Ken tasted like everything the former orphan thought he would-honey, chocolate, sugar, everything wonderful and sweet. Nagi couldn\'t get enough. He clung to Ken as though the married man were his only lifeline-which in a way, Ken was. The only lifeline holding Nagi to his humanity at the time.

There\'s only so much a child can take before they no longer grasp the concept of emotions, human nature. Nagi had never had much. And yet he had lost all but his own life in the course of the past ten years.

Never had friends.

Parents dead at 5.

Street rat until he was 8.

Orphanage, without visitors, until....last week.

Nagi held on to Ken because the man was the only person to ever smile at him, to ever make him feel wanted or accepted. To ever let him feel...love...

Ken sensed the boy\'s need to be closer and carefully slid Nagi into the hollow of his lap. Thin fingers wound themselves into silky chocolate-brown hair, Nagi\'s arms wrapped around Ken\'s shoulders comfortably.

What the grey-eyed boy lacked in experience he made up for on effort, Ken decided. The kiss may have been clumsy, but the soccer player could taste every ounce of emotion Nagi felt for him in it. Ken almost unconciously slid a hand up the younger brunette\'s shirt, illiciting a soft whimper from his charge that sent a shiver of arousal directly to Ken\'s already-hardening erection.

Nagi\'s skin seemed to tingle wherever Ken touched him, and the butterfly boy purred at the contact, On a whim, one of his own hesitant hands skimmed down the older man\'s chest and pressed tentatively at the growing bulge between Ken\'s legs.

Ken\'s head flung backward and he hissed in a strained breath before nearly ripping Nagi\'s customary loose grey tee-shirt from his adolescent chest. Ken\'s own shirt flew off to meet Nagi\'s in a careless heap on the bedroom floor. Nagi reveled in the sensation his bare skin created against Ken\'s and ran a hand across each of the other man\'s nipples, enjoying the soft growls the other man emitted. Suddenly Nagi felt strong fingers curl around the waistband of his worn cotton sweatpants, an unasked question hanging in the air to explain their appearance.

\"..okay..\"

Nagi\'s response was barely a whisper, but it sent Ken reeling over the edge of no return. The WeiB assassin yanked down Nagi\'s pants and briefs in one fell swoop, exposing a shy erection that Nagi had barely realized was there. A flick of Ken\'s wrist sent the discarded sweatpants soaring across the room to drape across the back of the desk chair.

Having relieved his adoptive son of his clothes, Ken stood and kicked off his own pants. That done, the former J-leaguer leaned over and scooped up a tube of hand cream from the otherwise empty desk drawer. Nagi\'s dusky grey eyes widened at Ken\'s nude body, and the overhwlemed youth blurted out an urgent question,

\"It\'s...it\'s so big! Will it even fit?\"

Ken blushed a little, but laughed and began to crawl towards Nagi on the futon.

\"We\'ll make it fit, ne?\"

Seeing a twinge of worry in Nagi\'s eyes, the soccer player added

\"Don\'t worry;I\'ll be gentle.\"

Nagi nodded agreeably and spread his long legs as he expected he was supposed to. The playful smirk on Ken\'s face immediately changed to a look of almost animalistic hunger, and Nagi felt an odd ripple of pride that he himself was the reason for that lust-driven expression.

Without warning, the older brunette grabbed one of Nagi\'s knees and pulled, sending the younger boy fully onto his back. Ken uncapped the lotion and smeared a copious amount over three of his fingers, tossing the lotion bottle to the side in his frenzy to get Nagi prepared.

\"Relax...\"

Ken\'s soothing command was the only warning Nagi received before a single digit invaded his most private of openings. The younger of the two cried out, back arching tightly to both rid his body of the intruder and get more of the fantastic feeling. Ken complied with the latter, gently pushing in a second finger much to Nagi\'s unmasked delight. Ken watched the emotions play out over the fifteen-year-old\'s features interestedly, asking in a soft voice

\"Does it hurt?\"

\"Nnn...feels good...\"

The weak two-word reply was all Nagi could choke out as Ken eased a third finger into him, scissoring the three roughly and sending the younger brunette into a writhing and moaning frenzy underneath him.

It appeared the virgin was more than ready.

Ken withdrew his fingers, ignoring disappointed noises from Nagi, and lifted the boy\'s knees so that one leg rested on either side of Ken\'s hips. Laying a quick kiss to Nagi\'s smooth shoulder, the asassin whispered

\"Ready, Nagi?\"

\"Y-Yes, rea-AH! AH, D-DAD!\"

He was on fire from the inside. Ken filled him, made him feel as though he were about to split in half, and it felt incredible. Nagi squirmed and pushed his hips up, impaling himself further on the older brunette\'s sizeable length. Screams of pleasure tore themselves from the former orphan\'s throat, and Nagi made no effort to silence them.

Ken gritted his teeth to keep from completely losing it and pounding into Nagi as hard as he could. The younger boy was so unbelievably TIGHT-his virgin passage encased Ken\'s shaft to an almost painful point and it took all of the soccer player\'s self control not to just come right there, without having moved an inch.

Just as Nagi was starting to relax around Ken, the older man pulled out to the tip and pushed back in slowly, the first of what was to be many thrusts. Nagi\'s grip on Ken\'s shoulders tightened to the point that the boy was sure he was leaving nail marks, but he barely realized. Ken thrust again, faster this time, and Nagi started panting an incoherent stream of thought that was punctuated by Ken\'s thrusts, which were slowly increasing in both speed and intensity.

\"Aah...so full, so hot, so-AH! So good...more, yes, more, oh Dad please I-AHH..Ahh..yes..!! Harder, faster, more, Dad-unh..AH!\"

Driven by Nagi\'s shamelesly erotic pleas, Ken slammed into the younger boy as hard and as fast as he was able. It only took three more thrusts in this violent, passionate fashion for the WeiB member to find sweet, explosive climax within his adopted son\'s body. Growling Nagi\'s name, Ken coated the boy\'s inner walls with his own hot fluids.

Feeling Ken come inside him snapped Nagi\'s last thread of control.

\"DA---D!\"

With a final scream, the younger brunette released himself in liquid white ribbons that splattered onto both of the two\'s bare stomachs.

The two collapsed back onto the futon, a sweating mass of bronze and snow-white skin. Nagi curled up against Ken sleepily, uncaring that he was smeared with the fluid of his own orgasm and he was wet between the legs result of Ken\'s release into him. Ken wrapped an arm around Nagi\'s shoulders to keep him there, and it was this way that the two fell asleep.

Asleep, neither of them thinking of a minor detail named Aya Fujimiya-Hidaka...

XXX

So, what do you think? Icky? Yummy? Had you drooling? I know I had some problems writing it-y\'all should have seen me, I had this scary grin on my face and everything.

Mom: x.weird look.x What are you writing?
Me: x.jumps a foot in the air and abruptly stops cackling.x NOTHING. WHY?
Mom: ....

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