The Cleansing Ceremony

A.N: Just wrote this tonight. I couldn't seem to get this out of my head. First time writing anything like this, so any tips at all you can give me would be extremely helpful. Thanks and enjoy.


"A purification ceremony?"

The idea, proposed by Mikuni, brought a suspicious look to Mitsuo's face. His eyes were crinkled in thought and his lips - oh God, those petal soft lips - were twisted in a drawn out (and overly dramatic so) smile. Mikuni could just imagine those lips moaning loudly as he pounded into him, with his bright green eyes staring up in dazed pleasure. He held back the shudder.

"Yes. It's near our busiest seasons and some clients have asked to seek blessings from God." Mikuni explained simply.

"Oh." Those lips were in a perfect circle. Just like they would be around his cock, sucking harder, faster, and oh -

"Why can't you do it? I thought you normally handle these things." Mitsuo's voice brought him out of his fantasies.

"You're right, I do. But unfortunately the medium I usually call up is under the weather and I only play the role as the priest. And while you are not a trained medium, this is a simple ceremony and you do channel spirits."

"Not intentionally." Mistuo's pout brought a light smirk to his lips. The boy straightened up, his hesitance coming up.

"I'm not sure, I mean I'm flattered and everything, but this is channeling a God. What if something goes wrong?" His bright green eyes were wide with worry.

Swooping in closer to the boy - similar to the way vultures would approach their prey - Mikuni gave the boy what he hoped was a comforting smile. "If anything goes wrong, I'm here." He leaned in closer to Mitsuo - just enough to catch the light fragrance of the boy - and smiled wider as he blushed.

"W-Well, I, uh, suppose so. I mean, it's good training, and well, I might be able to handle possessions easier." Mikuni resisted the urge to smile like a cat with a canary - sometimes it was just too easy.

Straightening up, he fixed his robe, hiding his light erection. "Well then, shall we go?"

Mitsuo nodded slightly, and gave him a hesitant smile. Oh yes, too easy indeed.

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"Oh GOD Mikuni! Yes, harder, please! Fuck me!" Mitsuo's voice rang out in the bathing stall as he writhed against his restraints. Slowly, torturously, Mikuni fucked the blonde, pulling out to see the tip of his dick just barely in the hot ass of his protege. Slamming back in he could feel his orgasm approaching. Just a few more thrusts...

"Ah.. Mikuni?" Mitsuo's voice dragged his away from his rather intense day dream. "Is this all right?"

The blonde student stood stark naked in the small space, his frame small and curved, trying to hide his dick. His face was bright red and he was sweating a little - Mikuni couldn't decide if he was nervous, or if it was just the heat. Perhaps both? A drop of sweat had gathered at his collarbone and slowly trailed down his perfectly hairless chest, tapering off just at his navel. Mikuni froze.

Every bone in his body was screaming at him to jump the boy and pound into him until next week - screw the plans. He wanted him now. But seeing the boy's hesitance, Mikuni dragged what little self-control he had left and gave a curt nod.

"Good. Stand over there while I prepare the water." Mitsuo turned around and scampered off to the other side of the room, giving Mikuni a great view of that pert little ass. This time Mikuni did shudder.

No, no, he would resist. There were more things to be done with the boy, he couldn't just sink into him just like that. Bareback. Mitsuo's cries of pain. His virgin ass clenched so tight around him. No! Stop. He had to stop.

Mikuni schooled his face into his casual arrogant look and disrobed, willing away his erection. He did have amazing self control - just ask Kanau. He wasn't made head priest for looks alone.

He grabbed the bucket and brought it right in the middle. Making a small prayer he tapped the water three times with the wooden ladle, to rid it of any impurities. Breathing in slowly, trying to keep his arousal in check, he called for Mitsuo.

It was amusing to see the boy turn such a dangerous shade of red. His stuttering about Mikuni's body was welcomed by the older blonde. Mikuni, noticing the southern route his student's eyes had taken, couldn't resist the bait.

"Is something the matter Mitsuo, you look just so flushed." He couldn't help the dangerous grin that stole across his face.

Mitsuo's whole body seemed to turn red at that. "Oh no, no, no! It's not that, uh, it's the heat - yes, the heat! Ahaha! You know how hot summer is, I'm fine, just fine!" He tapered off into nervous laughter, eyes looking everywhere but Mikuni.

Smiling dangerously, Mikuni pulled the blonde flush against him, his ass aligned conveniently with his own length. He could litterally feel the boy tense, and was slightly amazed at the block of iron Mitsuo's ass had become. Gods be damned if that didn't make his gut clench.

Grabbing the ladel, Mikuni dipped it in the water, ignoring his students shortened breaths. He began to chant scripture in a low voice, his mouth blowing hot air across Mitsuo's ear. The boy was trembling. When he dumped the water on Mitsuo's head, the boy let out a sudden yelp - like a frightened animal - and shuddered violently.

Mikuni smirked against the blonde hair. There was no harm in teasing the boy more. "Too cold, Mitsuo?" His tone dripped sensuality.

Mitsuo gave a garbled reply.

Mikuni dipped the ladle in again, dropping the water over Mistuo's chest. Being so close to the boy, he could feel every twitch, every shudder - every feeling the boy went through. He was still rigid, but he could feel the boy begin to relax as he continued to cleanse the boy with the water. Now, now, now, he couldn't have his Mitsuo thinking he was safe.

Mikuni's idle hand, which was previously resting on Mikuni's hip, trailed up to the boys chest, only to press down and caress the boy's wet neck. Mitsuo audibly gasped and jerked, trying to turn around.

Continuing his caresses, Mikuni hushed the boy. "Now, now, Mitsuo, I have to clean you somehow. We can't have you so dirty." His hand moved to the boy's nipples.

Mitsuo was panting now, taught as a bow string. But he stayed still. Even as Mikuni dragged his hand across the boy's hardened nipple, Mitsuo let out nothing but a harsh gasp. Which shot straight down to Mikuni's dick.

Mitsuo was trembling now, panting as Mikuni's hand travelled lower and lower, passing his belly button. It was obvious that the boy had a growing hard-on, he could feel the heat coming off of it. But he wouldn't touch it. Oh no, let the boy suffer. Mikuni's hand stopped just above Mitsuo's pubic hair, and slowly, with a sensual trail, left the boy's body.

Mikuni's dick jerked when the trembling boy before him whimpered.

Stepping back from the boy, Mikuni left the warmth of the boy's glowing but cheeks. "Now then," His voice was husky and low. "Get on the floor, Mitsuo. I need to cleanse the rest of you."

The boy visibly shuddered and made to turn around, but Mikuni's hand pushed him down to his knees. "All fours, Mitsuo." He practically growled it out.

Mitsuo complied, and stretched his arms out, his ass high in the air. His breaths were coming out in short gasps.

Mikuni didn't even bother to stop his erection. How could he with Mitsuo laying in front of him, panting for him. Waiting for his dick to fill up that ass and spray him with his hot seed, marking him as his.

With unsteady hands, Mikuni took the ladle and dipped it in the water. He stood overtop Mitsuo, and could see the boy tense up as he felt him getting closer. Regaining some of his control, he allowed himself a smirk as he poured the water on Mitsuo's back.

Mitsuo's reaction would be forever burnt in his mind.

The young boy jerked downwards, pulling his ass higher in the air, and let out a small shriek. His orfice was facing Mikuni directly, two quivering globes of fresh, dripping in water, just waiting to be fucked.

It took everything in his power not to drop the ladel.

Mikuni didn't care that he was breathing hard, he felt like he was about to burst after that display. But... he couldn't. There was still so much left to do...

Taking the ladle with undsteady hands, Mikuni let his hand fall on Mitsuo's back. The boy twitched and let out a muffled moan. He began to stroke the boy's spine, savouring the feel of that silky skin. Mitsuo was all out panting, his arms shaking unsteadily, barely able to hold himself up under Mikuni's onslaught.

Mikuni's hand trailed lower, ending up just barely above Mitsuo's ass. He let the water fall on the trembling orfice.

Mitsuo hissed and thrust downwards, ass clenching as rivlets of water fell through his crack. He was whimpering now, hips juting out every so often, trying to get relieve some of the pressure on his near-to-bursting erection. Mikuni's mouth watered.

And without realizing it, his hand trailed over Mitsuo's ass, massaging the water into the ivory skin.

Mitsuo didn't even bother to hide his moan as he thrust his ass back against Mikuni's hand.

Mikuni groaned at the sight and squeezed tighter. There was no more pretending. They both knew, and they both wanted it.

He squeezed Mitsuo's ass, leaving light scratch marks against the otherwise perfect skin. Mitsuo gave a deep moan and rolled his hips against Mikuni's knees. Shuddering, Mikuni let his finger trail along Mitsuo's crack, tracing deep into the valley between the two globes. Mitsuo let out a long keen.

Smirking slightly, Mikuni bent over Mitsuo's back, letting the boy feel his burning erection. Mitsuo gasped and stilled.

"You know, Mitsuo, there's still one place we haven't cleansed yet." The finger trailing Mitsuo's crack suddenly slipped in his anus.

Mitsuo shrieked and bucked against the finger - whether in pain or pleasure, Mikuni couldn't tell. He was in his own world. Mitsuo's ass was just so hot and tight. God, it was like lava. And when he would finally sink his dick in...

Mikuni shuddered against Mitsuo's back, and licked the shell of his ear, giving the moaning boy a slight nip as he retreated back to his ass.

Smirking devlishly, Mikuni slid another finger in the velvety walls that just seemed to gulp him up. Mitsuo gave a low grown and collapsed on his arms, his ass still high in the air.

Feeling around, Mikuni rubbed against a certain spot that made the boy underneath him tense and jerk out, swearing. His smile just grew.

Looking at the writhing body of Mitsuo laying beneath him, moaning as he was finger-fucked, Mikuni couldn't resist. Spreading open Mitsuo's ass, he brought the ladle of purified water to the orfice, and slowly, poured it in.

Being such a tight hole, what with Mitsuo being a virgin and all, very little water got in. But the little that did...

"Oh, God Mikuni!" He wailed, thrusting up against Mikuni's fingers. He was writhing now, and it didn't matter. All that mattered was those fingers rubbing that spot and that ice cold water rushing in against his boiling ass. He was screaming now, repeating Mikuni's name over and over, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was the feeling of impending pleasure, that threatened to blow his mind.

Mikuni snapped. Fuck lubrication, fuck ethics. When someone screams his name like that, there's no way he could resist.

He slammed his erection into the boy's tight ass, voicing his pleasure at the scalding hot walls and cooling water in a very loud groan. Mitsuo just screamed louder, slamming his hips up to meet the huge dick that was invading his ass.

Mikuni didn't care about anything but keeping in Mitsuo's ass. Thrust after thrust, his composure left him and he moaned out his enjoyment. The water that had snuck into Mitsuo's ass was being forced out by the urgent thrusts, spraying Mitsuo's ass and Mikuni's stomach.

Mikuni didn't care. He could feel his orgasm building. He could feel his balls tighten up as he continued to plunder the boy's quivering insides. And God, did it feel good. With one final thrust, he slammed himself as deep as he could into the boy, his balls straight up against Mitsuo's soaking wet ass, and he rode out his orgasm with a deep growl.

Mitsuo, who up to this point had been avoiding his neglected organ, was thrusting wildly into his hand, all thoughts of propriety and dignity straight out the window. Feeling Mikuni slam into him and the rush of the warm seem against his prostate was the last straw. With a long, drawn-out scream of Mikuni's name, he came, spraying his hand with his own white seed.

Mikuni shuddered in his orgasm when he heard Mitsuo scream, and dug in deeper.

Mitsuo collapsed bonelessly to the floor, where he lay there, panting in his own mess. Mikuni slowly pulled himself out of the boy, watching as his seamen flowed out of the boy, following the water trails. He had never came that hard - ever.

Panting as well, he fell down beside the boy. Finally, Mitsuo looked up at Mikuni, who was giving him the biggest, shit-eating grin he'd ever seen.

"So, feeling cleansed?"