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The Reckoning (Sequel to Soubi’s Awakening)	By : YaoiSmutMaster Category: +G to L > Loveless Views: 1798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Reckoning (Sequel to Soubi’s Awakening)
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The Reckoning (Sequel to Soubi’s
Awakening)

“You do not need to come with
Ritsuka.”

The boy with cat ears stops, deep
brown eyes widening in shock, he begins to feel a sorrowful worry take hold of
his heart. Soubi usually always wants him close to him. Then again, since the blonde has awakened from his coma, he has been very
different. Ritsuka has not ever seen Soubi so cold and distant. It seems though
it is more so directed at him, which the young boy
does not want to believe is true.

“Is there something wrong Soubi?”

“There is nothing for you to be
concerned about.”

Soubi inwardly flinches at his
ice-cold voice. What choice does he have though? He is tired of feeling pain
within his heart. For once, he wants something, someone to be his. However, the
thought of not having Ritsuka’s presence is a daunting task to him. He loves
the young boy so much, that if Ritsuka were to ever treat
him like the others, he would surely slit his own throat. The “Beloved” sign
around his neck would be soaked in crimson, his life no more.

His hair trailing behind him in the
wind, he limps towards home. He has to stay alive to protect Ritsuka, but he
needs the little sanity he has left in order to do it.

Ritsuka feels paralyzed with a
terrible fear. His love never just walks away like that! Does Soubi not love
him anymore?

The mere thought brings deranged ideas
to his mind. The blonde is his anchor, the only one
keeping him sane and safe. Images of him carving his own heart out of his chest
begin to plague him. For without Soubi, he feels those images will come true.

His tail shakes as he tries to bring
movement to his legs. Finally feeling motion he moves quickly to the tall man’s
side.

“We need a taxi; you are in no
condition to walk home!”

In his mind, he is praying that Soubi
will see reason and stop. The quicker they get to the apartment, maybe the
sooner he can find out why the man he loves is tossing him aside.

Soubi does stop; he has a feeling that
Ritsuka will not stop badgering him if he does not. Slowly turning to the street,
he spies a cab a block away, coming towards them fast. Letting out a shrill
whistle, Soubi walks gingerly to the side door.

“We will take you home first.”

Ritsuka’s face melds into stubborn
stone. He walks past Soubi, quickly opens the door, and waits for his love to
enter.

“No we will
not, I am going home with you.” Where I
belong, his minds begs his lips to say, but until he knows what the problem
is, he will say none of it.

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“Aren’t
you concerned about your mother wondering where you are?”

It
has been a week since Soubi left the hospital with Ritsuka demanding to go
with. The blonde’s attitude has not improved, if
anything, it seems to be permanent. Ritsuka feels as if he is walking through a
minefield, never knowing if his love is finally going to blow.

Staring
steadily at a painting of star like butterflies, Ritsuka fidgets in a corner.
He does not know how much more his soul can take. Soubi being so cold, so
distant and the bitterness wafting off him are like spikes that always make it
to his heart.

“She
does not care, she barely notices me until her rage comes.”

Soubi’s
heart wrenches at the listless yet pain filled words the boy speaks. He has
wanted so badly to hold and kiss his Ritsuka, but he admonishes himself for it.
The boy is not his, won’t ever be and he would be wise to remember that.

Sitting
cross-legged in front of an empty canvas, he refuses his desire to gaze at the
youth. Putting his hand on his face, he feels confusion by his stance now.
Maybe he should just allow things to go on as before…

Ritsuka
sees Soubi bow his head and feels despair engulf him. Is Soubi really tired of
him being around…period?

“Why do you hate me now Soubi? I-I-I tried
to stop him I did, please…”

He
can no longer hold his emotions at bay; tears come flowing from his eyes like
geysers finally feeling relief.

Ritsuka’s
plea and tears do not have the effect on Soubi that I should. Turning his head
slowly towards the boy, he gazes angrily at the flattened ears and wet face.
How dare he use such a guilt trip on him? Is Ritsuka that desperate to control
him? To abuse his heart and soul? A part of a Soubi
knows he is being irrational, but all the pain and rejection he has endured in
his life, has overturned all reason.

“Soubi?!” Ritsuka finds himself pinned to the wall by his
shoulders. His feet nowhere near the ground he tries not to panic.

“I
am not your toy!” Soubi hisses.

He
is trying his best to calm down, his whole body vibrating with restrained
emotion. So much, he wants to say, so much he wants to do with Ritsuka. The
blonde man places his head with defeat on the wall next to the little boy’s
head.

“Why
can’t you…”

Ritsuka’s
eyes tear up more now, huge rivulets flooding his cheeks. So much pain in his
loves voice, did he cause it? Guilt, despair, and shame volley for position, he
should have spoken sooner.

Little
hands grasp thin cheeks, gently touching them with reverence. Ritsuka nuzzles
his small pert nose against the larger aristocratic one.

“I
don’t talk to God often, even though I should,” his eyes lock solidly with
mournful blue ones.

“But
for you, I’d sell my soul if it would make you happy.”

Soubi
is aghast by these words, his thin lips tremble, wanting to speak, but not
knowing what to say. He searches fathomless dark brown eyes, desiring to
believe what he has heard.

“Are
you true?” He whispers to himself.

“My
heart was yours from our first kiss,” his brace little heart thumping madly;
Ritsuka gives a chaste kiss to his love.

Soubi
feels one, then two tears slide down the left side of his face. They feel
wonderful to him, it’s been so long since he has felt
them.

“Forgive
me,” Ritsuka sobs, clutching the tall man’s arms. “Forgive me, for being
afraid. I thought you might go away if you knew how desperately I love you.”

Soubi
grasps the young boy’s chin firmly between two fingers, forcing the small head
upwards.

“We
need to open to each other now little one. Too much silence is between us and
we cannot become stronger, become a whole, if we can’t even speak our true
hearts to each other.”

Ritsuka
nods in sad understanding. What Soubi says makes all the sense in the world.
Maybe if they were true in beginning, the maybe none of this chaos would have ensued.

“OK,
but I am still sorry for not being strong enough to help you.”

Soubi
gently kisses the light tan forehead.

“Forgive
me as well, for not having faith in you.”

He
pulls the boy’s legs around his waist and walks to the bed.

“Now
we will get things in the open, so no one and nothing can separate us ever
again. Not even ourselves.”

He sits down on the bed and they begin
to show their hearts.

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Three
hours have passed and the soon to be lovers are reeling in the revelations
about each other. Neither of them has missed the feeling of completeness
filling them. They never knew human beings could be so close to another,
feeling as if their minds are melding into one.

Ritsuka
had no idea how sensitive the usually aloof blonde
really was.

Soubi
could not believe that Ritsuka’s first prayer ever spoken was for his behalf.

The
tall blond man held the little boy the whole time on his lap. He can’t bear the idea of not having the child in his arms.
Ritsuka has his lips so close to the other, that every time they speak, it’s like they are giving each other breathy kisses.

They
shed tears of rage and mourning apathy, when Soubi disclosed his horrid
training to become a fighter. Eyes filled with bittersweet nostalgia, as
Ritsuka told Soubi of how his brother was once his protector. Saving him from
the insanity and painful abuse their mentally ill mother can cause.

“I
have never felt this free before,” Ritsuka says. After all, everything that is needed to be said has been done so.

“This
is only the beginning, from now on; our life together will come first.”

Soubi
runs his hands through the boy’s hair. Rubbing and scratching gently behind the
cat ears of the young boy, Soubi bends his head closer to them.

“Are
you ready to become my Ritsuka?”

The
dark haired boy looks up hazily; the wonderful ear action he is receiving feels
so good! He smiles languidly and pinches the tall man’s pointy nose.

“I
have always been your Ritsuka and I will always be your little boy.”

Putting
his hands on Soubi’s shoulders, Ritsuka pushes himself to eye level. Crowding
the blonde’s face with his own, the boy places his
lips shyly on the others.

“What
kind of kiss would you like, little one?”

Soubi
raise a finely arched eyebrow. He is very sweetly amused
by his little love’s bold move.

Ritsuka
freezes. How many types of kisses are
there? He is dumbfounded; he did realize just how complicated adult affection
is.

“Uh…I
don’t know,” he blushes hotly. “Maybe a real grown-up kiss?”

Is there such
a thing?

Soubi
chuckles lightly and decides to make it easy on the boy, by taking the lead.
Wriggling his long elegant fingers into neck length black hair, he places the other
hand on the small back.

“Just
relax, sweetie. Let my lips guide you.”

Ritsuka
visually relaxes to the point that his mouth hangs open and his eyes are half-mast.
He looks like he is drunk.

Soubi
holds in his laughter at the spectacle.

“That
my dear Ritsuka is a little too relaxed.”

Blushing
sheepishly with embarrassment, the boy closes his dark brown eyes all the way
and closes his tiny pink lips until they are slightly open.

Soubi gives the wanted lips a quick peck.
“Perfect.”

Ritsuka’s
blush continues to light up his face, as Soubi once again presses his soft thin
lips to his. He can’t help the pleasurable shivers going
up his spine when Soubi licks his lips with the tip of a tongue.

Soubi
hates that he did not do this sooner. That maybe if he showed his passion for
the boy earlier in their relationship, this would be just one of the many kisses
they had already shared.

Stop dwelling
so much in the past. Just enjoy the boy now, he sternly tells himself.

Pushing
his tongue between the creases of Ritsuka’s lips, the fighter moans at the
sweetness that engulfs his taste buds.

“There
is no fruit sweeter than you my Ritsuka.”

Ritsuka
grasps the tighter to his soon to be lover. His nerves are exploding with
pleasure. A feeling between his legs begs him to grind into Soubi’s lap.

“Ahh, ahh!”

A strike of lightening intensity settles in
his cock. So unexpected, he trembles uncontrollably.

Soubi
rubs the boy’s small supple ass, trying to still the boy. Feeling that small-clothed
cock rubbing against his own enclosed erection is making him lose his
composure.

“Nnhh, Ritsuka calm down sweetie, we have time.”

He
barely gasps out the words; the desire to climax in such a way is so strong.

No.

They
can’t become one with clothing still intact.

“Are
you sure you are ready for this?”

Soubi
is quite nervous that Ritsuka is only doing this to ‘atone’. Yet they are both
atoned enough for the man to know, this is his own insecurity.

“I
need you, you’re the only one I could ever trust to do this with,” the small
boy blushes.

“Besides…I
want to feel you, truly feel you.”

The
fair man smiles seductively at the boy, his fears laid to rest.

“Well, let’s get started then shall
we?”

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Pinning
the boy’s coltish legs back and down by the knees, the blond haired man nuzzles
the little nut sack with the tip of nose. Breathing deeply, he swears he can
smell the remnants of pre adolescence, reminding him of how young his Ritsuka
is. His cock only hardens more at the revelation, Ritsuka will only be his in
every way, no one has touched him and no one else, but he, ever will.

The
steamy breathe of his love makes the boy’s balls tingle. It’s
a feeling the boy has been experiencing a lot lately, especially in Soubi’s
presence. Every time he is near the man, his cock wiggles and his balls tighten.
It hurts, but not in way that, he wants it to stop, he wants to see just how
far this pain can go.

“Soubi!”

He
grabs and yanks soft flaxen hair, as his balls are sucked
into a wet hot cave.

Doing
his best to be gentle, Soubi laves his tongue around the jittery sac in his
mouth. They are so small that he can literally suck on them like little
jawbreakers. The smooth silk like skin causes his tongue to glide effortlessly
across, up and down the young treat in his mouth.

“Ahh, ahh, yes!”

Ritsuka
is grinding himself into the force that has his balls captive. The sharp
electrical impulses crashing through his nerves, has the boy shouting
incoherently.

He
has heard the saying that orgasms were little death. The young boy now believes
it should be rephrased. It should be orgasms are the
most beautiful deaths. For surely he would gladly make his last breathe a scream
and die happily with his nuts still enclosed in Soubi’s mouth.

Giving
the small balls one last hard suck, Soubi’s cock jumps in tandem with the loud
scream his action brings out of the boy.

The
blonde man kisses the tip of the angry red head of Ritsuka’s cock. The boy lets
out a cry of surprise; his cock has never felt so sensitive before.

Soubi
makes his way down the underside of the boy. Stopping momentarily
to give the tiny taint a drenching lick.

Ritsuka
looks down between his pinned legs and pleasantly shudders at what he sees. Soubi’s brilliant blue eyes staring into his open brown ones,
lustfully.

“Soubi
what else are we going to do?”

The
boy isn’t stupid, he knows that hole down there is how
men are penetrated. He is quite nervous though, how bad will it hurt? Is one question that is prominent in his mind.

“Just
lay back my love,” Soubi gently pushes the boy down.

“You’ll
love what is coming next, I promise you.”

The way Soubi says this, makes Ritsuka
slightly whimper. Soubi has to be the sexiest man alive, if anyone says any different;
they were blinds as far as the boy is concerned.

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Shoving
himself into the prone boy’s loose and well lubed hole,
Soubi allows himself to sink fully into the special place.

“Yess,” he hisses as his balls hang over and around the
boy’s small ones.

Taking
one hand, he places it on Ritsuka’s left mound, while he places the other under
the boy. Grabbing hold of the small cock and balls, he gently massages them.

“So
tight Ritsuka, I promise to make you cum so hard,” he gasps.

Ritsuka
has never ever felt so surrounded. Soubi’s body has his totally engulfed, it’s like he is in a warm seductive cocoon. Not being able
to help himself, he grinds into the large thin hand, making the irritating
stinging that his ass is going through go away.

The
overfilling he feels though amazes him, he tries to squeeze his anus together,
but he can’t manage even a slight one. Soubi feels so huge,
that he wonders if his ass will ever go back to the way it was.

“I
feel so full, can you even move?”

Soubi
circles his hips, causing his cock to stir the boy’s insides. He can’t hold back his own whimpers as he feels the tunnel grip
and release him with each turn of his hips.

“Stop! Please stop!” Ritsuka screams, almost
to the top of lungs, but not out of pain. It’s the
insurmountable pleasure that has him terrified.

He
has never experienced such beautiful agony. The small body of the boy is
shaking uncontrollably, something is happening to him. His cock is stinging and
his balls are tightening to unbearable degrees.

“Soubi! Please stop, stop!”

The
man doesn’t he continues to grind and whimper, if
anything he goes faster and his sounds become louder. Hearing his loves
ecstatic screams, begging him to stop the boy’s first true orgasm, are almost
too much for the man.

“Let
it come Ritsuka,” he moans loudly. “It will feel even
better if you do.”

That’s the point, the boy does not know if
he can handle any more pleasure. He already feels his stomach cramping and his
body seems to be ignoring his distress. His mind is terrified, but overwhelmed
by the many sensations Soubi’s cock is giving him.

“Soubi,
what is going on?! I’m scared!” He screams as his body
begins to shake vigorously.

His
limbs becoming excruciatingly taunt, tears begin to
flow from his eyes like torrential rain. It feels like a powerful entity has
taken over his body. It’s radiating magnificence too
much for the small body to handle.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!”

The
scream seems to cause the windows to shudder. It’s so ecstatic
though that anyone hearing it in a 10 mile radius, would have to be a cold eunuch,
not feel like joining.

Still
crying loudly and shivering uncontrollably, Ritsuka buries his face into
Soubi’s chest.

“I
want to feel you do that too, don’t stop,” he says in a hoarse whisper.

Ritsuka’s
words were unneeded, the scream of his orgasm, that Soubi had the pleasure of
hearing, did the trick. The blonde’s lithe body
tightens and relaxes sporadically. He moves in and out of the boy with abandon
as he feels the base of his cock contract.

“My
Ritsuka, my Ritsuka,” he whimpers as his anus works it’s
muscles into a frenzy.

Gripping
the boy tighter, Soubi slams into the boy, his mind in the stars. He lets out a
loud gravelly cry as each shot of cum drenches the small boy’s tight hot
channel.

Ritsuka
pulls Soubi’s hair hard as he feels the hot sperm warm and tantalizes his
insides. He wants to make love again, he is already addicted, but is too tired.

Still
holding the boy tightly, Soubi moves until he is behind the boy. Stroking the
now earless head, he nuzzles a human one.

“Sleep
little love, there is much more I want to show you.”

Ritsuka
smiles sleepily, he can’t wait to see what other
beautiful feelings Soubi gives him. Turning his head, he gently kisses the
older man.

“I’ll
love you forever Soubi.”

The
blonde smiles at the boy with all the love in his heart, he finally has a true
destiny and it’s right in his arms.
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