Cold Hard Bitch

Disclaimer: Don't own Eyeshield 21. Because if I did Hiruma and Sena would hump like bunnies every episode.

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Cold Hard Bitch

Just a kiss on the lips and he was down on his knees, waiting, waiting...
The other shaking his hips was all that he needed.

"Honestly, Youichi. I thought that you of all people would take the hint." Hiruma slowly came back to consciousness and could feel something warm resting against his back, holding him up, rough against his skin.

His skin? Delicate fingers stroked through his hair and caressed his bare shoulder with tender care. Warm thighs were pressed up on either side of him, and soft lips were kissing his ear.

"Mmmm." A voice was purring in his ear now, slender hand sliding down his chest and tracing the lines of his built abdomen. "So strong, so handsome. You'll be able to show me a good time won't you? You won't be like those other pansies." The hand was suddenly between his legs gently gripping and Hiruma was instantly awake. He tried to jerk away only to find his hands securely cuffed to the sides of the bed he was on.

"The fuck is going on?!" The blonde growled and pulled at his restraints angrily. It only earned an amused giggle from the person behind him, but his member was released.

"Do you not like being tied down, Youichi-kun? Ahww... Poor baby." The once gentle hand suddenly fisted in his hair and roughly yanked his head back.

Hiruma was shocked to find himself staring into Sena's eyes, even more so considering the soft eyeliner and mascara that adorned them. The boy was stroking his abused scalp once more, rubbing behind his ears. The brunette slid out from behind him and moved to straddle his hips.

Hiruma gawked when he was given a full view of Sena's outfit. He was strapped into a tight corset with lace-up binding up the back, and lockable hasps in front, three golden locks hanging from them. It went up far enough to cover anything important on his chest and showed some of his midriff.

A partially pleated leather skirt clung to his waist, the bottom several inches above the knee. Leather arm gauntlets, a collar with the english words 'Fuck Me' in metal about his neck. Stiletto heels that strapped up Sena's calves topped off the look, and made for one appealing brunette.

"You look like a fucking bondage queen, kuso chibi. Now untie me and give back my shirt." Hiruma growled and tried to play the odd situation off.

Sena strutted over to pick up the aforementioned article, hips swinging, and sat down in its place on the table before taking one of Hiruma's switchblades and slicing it to ribbons. The brunette smirked and tossed a strip of cloth at Hiruma.

"Kuso chibi..." It was a warning and an insult. Sena frowned and immediately stalked over to his captive and backhanded him.

"If you wish to address me, it will be by Sena-sama. As of right now, I am your mistress! You answer to me." Hiruma found himself speechless but not completely thoughtless, 'The fuck?!'.

Sena took his silence as obedience and leaned in to gently lick the offended cheek, before kissing along the trail of saliva. Walking away to the trunk blocking the door, he kept his back to Hiruma and reached behind himself to slide down the zipper of his skirt.

As the pleated leather fell to the ground, Hiruma felt his eyes widen considerably as he was given a view of Sena's rear covered only by a black thong. It didn't leave a damn thing to the imagination and the blonde could feel his pants getting tighter. His situation worsened when Sena bent over to dig further inside.

The blonde groaned and tugged on the handcuffs once more, feeling the pressing urge to rut with the brat. It was dulled a bit at the sight of Sena holding a riding crop. What did he plan to do with that?

"Don't look so nervous Akuma-kun, don't want you to lose that marvelous erection of yours. I won't hurt you, unless I have to." Sena smiled and crawled up on the bed to straddle him, twirling the crop with his fingers, settling his full weight on Hiruma's groin.

"You think you could hurt me with that little thing?" Hiruma regretted the words the second they left his mouth, as his head snapped to the side from the force of the riding crop as it stuck the side of his face. Damn. That was going to leave a mark.

"Bad boy." Sena stroked the forming bruise. "I don't want to hurt you, but you need discipline." Hiruma glared, but wisely kept his mouth shut. "Getting better, I see."

Sena shifted his hips a little pulling a groan from both of them. He started a slow rhythmic rocking motion grinding their arousals together, and Hiruma almost bucked him off in a plight to get more friction. Sena laughed, enjoying himself, and gripped Hiruma tighter with his thighs.

"Thrust as hard as you want honey, these aren't called golden legs for nothing." Hiruma gave a frustrated growl when he realized that all he could feel was the material of his jeans and not enough of Sena. 'The fuck did I wear pants for today?!' A cruel little smirk lit up the brunette's eyes.

"Eager, aren't we? What do you want more right now, Akuma-kun, for me to take off your pants or to give you a kiss?" Hiruma blinked. 'Aw fuck...' Sena's plush pink lips were still drawn up in a smile, wet and glistening. This was torture.

"A kiss." The blonde was thankful he didn't stutter over that. It was a ridiculous request, he knew, but Sena only said he'd take off his pants and there was no mention of his underwear.

Sena smiled and leaned down, giving a sweet kiss to the bruise on his cheek. Hiruma opened his mouth to protest only to feel Sena's warm tongue brush against his own as the boy sealed their mouths together.

The slick muscle squirmed and danced inside his mouth feeling every part and practically playing with his tonsils. Hiruma groaned helplessly and moved his tongue with Sena's twisting and licking. When Sena broke away both were panting and flushed. 'Where did the fucking pipsqueak learn how to kiss like that?'

Sena pulled away and licked his smirking lips. Obviously pleased with himself, the boy traced Hiruma's jaw line with one finger.

"Did you like that, Akuma-kun?" Sena hooked his thumbs under the elastic of his thong and dragged it down slowly. "I think I know what you'd like even more..." He let go of the lacy material. "But that's for later." Hiruma's eye twitched in frustration.

Sena scooted back to sit on the other's shins, and began toying with the button-fly on Hiruma's pants. Meeting the blonde's eyes, Sena undid the button and pulled down the zipper.

Hiruma lifted his waist off the bed eagerly, the brunette pulling his pants down. He slid them all the way off, and the black boxers followed suit. The quarterback's member was fully erect at a sizeable ten inches.

Drawing his tongue over the tips of two of his fingers, Sena purred in appreciation unable to keep his eyes from widening just the slightest bit. Feeling his own cock react to the sight, he brought those same fingers down and swiftly pierced himself with them.

Hiruma watched as those soft digits plunged in and out of Sena's tight hole, which was still mostly covered by that damn thong. Mewling, the amber eyed boy withdrew them after a moment the lust he had felt sated for the time being.

"And here I thought only dildo's could be that big." He leaned over and nuzzled the velvety flesh, setting the crop to one side. "I knew it would be you that could please me." The boy sighed, happily lapping the precum off the tip before taking a few inches into his mouth.

Hiruma groaned at the sudden pleasure and tried to push himself further between those teasing lips. Sena pulled away just a little and swirled his tongue around the head of his new lover's cock before taking half of it back into his mouth.

"Fuck!" Hiruma gripped the quilt as the boy started humming, the vibrations almost driving him to the brink. He ferverently wished his hands were free so he could grip the other's hair and thoroughly fuck the sweet mouth that was wrapped around him.

With a bit of effort, Sena managed to take in the entire ten inches. The brunette burrowed his nose further into Hiruma's pubic hair and let himself drown in the musky smell and taste the senses blending together. Hiruma was definitely a natural blonde.

Sena drew back before diving back down, beginning a rhythmic bobbing motion as he gently sucked on the big dick in his mouth. With a growl, Hiruma thrust up and nearly gagged Sena. The younger boy released the blonde's manhood completely, giving an angry glare.

Sena turned away and reached for something under the bed. He came back up with a black 7 inch dildo. Hiruma twitched at the sight and nearly lost his erection.

Sitting up, Sena pulled his underwear down to his knees and maneuvered the material over his heels
and tossed it on top of Hiruma's clothes. The brunette smirked and licked the tip of the fake cock the same way he had with Hiruma's.

Spreading his legs wide, he gave the blonde a full view of what he had in between before pushing the head of the dildo inside of himself. Giving a small moan, he started sliding it in further, before pulling it out and slamming it back in.

He repeated the motion several times, riding the plastic member as if it were someone he was making love to. Hiruma watched it all with a scowl. How dare that brat use some scrawny little toy when he had something better sitting right in front of him.

Sena tossed his head back, face flushed with desire, as he stroked his member in time with the toys movement. A harsh growl caught his attention and he stopped his movements to stare at Hiruma, a smirk lighting up his face.

"Jealous are we? Do you want to be the one inside me?" Sena withdrew the dildo with a slight shiver and set it aside.

A slick coolness on his cock brought the blonde out of his angered haze as he forced himself to sit. He had just barely straightened up when he found his sexy captor in his lap.

"Tell me, Akuma-kun, how badly do you want to fuck me? I bet your just dying to thrust that big ol' cock up inside my hole. Stretch me till I tear. Slam me into this mattress." The brunette purred into Hiruma's ear.

The blonde bucked up, handcuffs rattling as he jerked his arms. He glared at the smaller boy both knowing he couldn't enter Sena unless he had at least one hand.

"Need me to do it for you, Akuma-kun?" Sena gripped the blonde's cock, placing the slick tip against his entrance.

Hiruma was damn tired of waiting by this point. He thrust fully into the boy with one swift move of his hips. Both of them arched their backs and moaned at the sheer intensity of it. The blonde hissed at the tightness engulfing him as the boy's muscles contracted around his member.

"Kami-sama, yes! Oh, yes!" Sena ground his hips down further and rotated them a few times, purring in delight.

Sena used his legs to lift himself into a partial kneeling position before lowering himself back down on Hiruma's manhood. The feel of that huge member rubbing his walls was so exquisite. He loved being stretched so fully.

Sena wriggled his hips again before setting a slow, steady pace to get the maximum feeling of penetration. The blonde moved in sync with him for a while before trying to quicken the rhythm. He slapped for his efforts, the sting intensified by the bruise already on his face.

The brunette leaned back, bracing himself on his hands, to angle Hiruma's manhood in a different direction. Going down on him once more, Sena moaned loudly as his prostate was struck dead on.

"You're here for my pleasure, akuma-kun, not your own."

Hiruma growled yanking at his restraints. It was all getting to be too much. He just wanted to fuck that pretty little pipsqueak into the mattress.

There was a tinkling clatter and Hiruma looked to see that the chain on one of the handcuffs had broken. With another tug, his right arm was free. Sena looked shocked as he was shoved onto his back, the blonde demon towering over him.

"You were saying, Kuso Chibi?" Hiruma gave him a fang laced grin. Sena glared and went to strike him only to have his wrist caught.

The blonde crushed his lips against the boy's lush mouth and took full advantage of it. Sena was the one left dazed by the kiss this time. Member aching with need, he grabbed narrow hips, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise the fair skin.

Hiruma entered the brunette again and started thrusting savagely to a fast tempo. Sena wasn't about to give up though and buried the fingers of his free hand into Hiruma's hair, pulling his head back. The dom-uke attacked Hiruma's neck with vicious bites and kisses. Hips grinding together furiously, the two fought for control.

Two pairs of blazing eyes met, green on gold. Both were panting raggedly as they continued their quick, frenzied thrusts. Their little war was going to be over quite soon. In a rage of passion their lips met. Tongues wrestled and twisted, teeth clashing

Sena wrenched his left arm free to stroke his heavily weeping cock. The kiss breaking off as suddenly as it had begun, Hiruma bit into the curve of Sena's neck and shoulder to muffle his groans.

"Un, ah!" Sena couldn't help crying out. Wrapping his legs around Hiruma's waist he drove the man in deeper, slowing their pace a bit by doing so.

"S-sena..." A few more well placed thrusts had them both tumbling over the edge.

Hiruma's seed spilled deep inside of the brunette as Sena's splashed across both of their stomach's. They collapsed in a tangled heap gasping and sweating. They kissed softly and tenderly now.

Sena stroked the hair he had been tugging on, and Hiruma licked the bleeding wound on the other's shoulder. There would be many more encounters like this.

Owari