Rose Bite
Rose Bite
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had been sitting in my computer, waiting to be finished for over a year, I
think. It was originally a Weiss Kreuz (guess who’s
the pairing!) fic but I changed my mind XP Thanks to
aniprincess_13 for the beta!
Disclaimer:
honestly, PoT will never be mine. It’s a sad fact
really but I can’t help it.
“
neck?”
“It’s a bug’s bite.” He answered calmly, a practiced lie he had said many times
today.
through
concealing fingers. “It doesn’t look like a bug’s bite to me,
“Does
it?” Fuji wondered lightly, turning his attention back to the book he was
reading as if unconcerned by the strange new mark on his skin.
The
mark was clearly visible now that
was facing the front, revealing the side of his neck. The dark red-
share information when he acted like that. Eiji
shrugged and planned to ask later, when Fuji was in a less secretive mood. “Ne,
don’t you think buchou seems a bit flushed?” He asked
instead, looking at their captain who was passing by their classroom. Indeed
sick or something? Flu maybe? He didn’t think
Inui did say that Tezuka often defied prediction.
widen just a fraction more but Eiji wasn’t able to
confirm that. “Really? He seems just fine to me.”
brief glance toward their tall captain.
nobody was perfect after all. Not even the proclaimed genius of
“Well,”
calmly, still smiling that maddening smile that Eiji
was occasionally irritated of.
always looked like he’s hiding something from him when he smiled like that and
could take care of himself.”
having heard Eiji’s loud voice even from the distance.
His eyes were trained to Fuji who was still reading. If one looked closely, he
would be able to see the tiny shiver that ran through the captain’s body, the
way his pupil dilated, and the way his breathing accelerated just slightly.
Fuji didn’t need to look to notice these though and he smirked, knowing exactly
what his captain was going through.
a classmate approached Tezuka. The tall boy nearly
jumped when the girl greeted him, his attention forcefully drawn away from Fuji.
Though he couldn’t hear their conversation, Fuji could guess that she was one
of Tezuka’s admiring fans who wouldn’t miss such an
opportunity of a rare occurrence when Tezuka would
visit Fuji’s class to try to approach him. His smile widened as he watched
flush deepening as he struggled to give a polite answer. A boy slipped past him
to enter the class, brushing against his back lightly and Fuji could
practically see the sudden electric current that ran through
went slack, and his cheeks flushed even more as his gaze strayed to Fuji
mindlessly.
Finally
taking pity on Tezuka,
approached him. The way Tezuka’s body nearly sank
down when he touched his shoulder amused him, but he carefully schooled his
expression into that of friendly concern. “Are you all right? You seem awfully
distracted.”
stubbornly nodded. “I’m all right.”
forehead to mockingly take his temperature. The corner of his lips twitched up
when Tezuka closed his eyes as he brushed his fingers
against his neck lightly when he pulled back his hand. “You are a little hot.
Let me walk you home. Sorry, Sato-san, I’ll take him home now.”
Concerned
by the captain’s well being -after all he did seem to be unwell- the school
doctor quickly sent him home with Fuji with well wishes. Soon, Fuji and
They remained quiet for a long time until they arrived at the intersection
where they would normally separate to go to their own houses. But instead of
following Tezuka to his house, wordlessly
direction of his own house, Tezuka hesitating only
for a brief moment before following him quietly.
when they arrived, just as it’s supposed to be.
Yumiko was working, while Yuuta was at the dorm. His
house was indeed more convenient for what they were soon going to engage in
than Tezuka’s house.
fact though. Tezuka was very entertaining when he was
trying not to make too much noise.
closed the front door. His eyes rolled back when he felt Fuji’s graceful finger
prod between his ass cheeks through the cloth of his trousers and underwear.
Unable to stand without support, he leaned onto the door and moaned loudly. His
body jerked and began to rock back and forth when he felt the firm pressure
against his prostate deepen.
“Did
you enjoy having this inside you all day long?” Fuji whispered to his ear, his
other hand teased Tezuka’s nipple, feeling it tighten
beneath the clothes. “Do you like having something that is mine inside you in
front of everyone? Do you like showing everyone how close you are to
arm, knowing that the tensai would not like it if he
touched himself without permission despite his burning need to reach to his
throbbing crotch and relieve himself. No, that wouldn’t do. He didn’t want to
upset the tensai more so than he already is. Besides,
he had learned that achieving release from Fuji was infinitely more pleasurable
than doing it himself. Fuji seemed to know exactly how to push all the right
buttons, caressing, kissing, and licking pleasurable little spots he was never
aware of. “Nnahh..” he moaned his response, moving
his hips to meet the firm pressure back and forth, back and forth, deep,
deeper, deep, deepest... So close… He was so close…
“Do
you like it better than me?” Fuji asked again, cruelly pinching his nipple for
emphasis.
pleasure mingled. His twitching erection pressed against his trouser painfully,
demanding release. He had waited for so long, sitting through classes as his
prostate was being stimulated mercilessly, walking as his insides were teased
endlessly, watching Fuji as he imagined the smaller boy possessing his body
with powerful thrusts, touching him, caressing him all over... But he wouldn’t
achieve what he wanted so soon. He couldn’t have Fuji’s heat yet, only the cold
plastic that opened him wide, carefully keeping the fire lit but not burning
entirely. “Syusuke… Syusuke…
please…” He pleaded Fuji breathlessly.
Fuji
slithered his hand down from Tezuka’s heaving chest
to his abdomen and then to his tense thigh. He smirked when he heard
come so easily. Not after what he had done yesterday. “What do you want?”
“I
want to cum… Please, please, let me.” Tezuka begged,
hunching forward as Fuji shifted his hand just a little higher. Oh please, oh
please, oh please, higher please, touch him, fuck him, fuck him, please…
“And
how would you like to cum?”
was brushed again by the unyielding presence inside of him. Embarrassment was
beyond him now. He would beg if Fuji demanded, would do anything just as long
as Fuji would enter him and allow him to come. “You… With
you… With you inside…” he managed to gasp out. He whimpered, pushing his
hips toward Fuji’s hands, managing only to make Fuji’s arm brush against his
painful arousal. “Please… please…”
Unseen
by Tezuka,
smiled. He raised his hand to cup Tezuka’s straining
length and massaged it lightly. He moved his hand up and down slowly,
delighting himself in tiny whimpers and moans that Tezuka
let out as he pushed his erection into Fuji’s skilled hand. With one playful
squeeze, Fuji brushed his lips against the tall boy’s ear shell briefly and
then pulled away completely. He watched as Tezuka
struggled for control as he turned to face Fuji, his knees nearly buckled and
his complexion more flushed than earlier. He looked at the outline of
salivating at the thought of taking the hard flesh into his mouth and tasting
now. But he held back. That was not why he brought Tezuka
to his house.
“Go
to my room. I will be with you in a moment and when I get there, you better
give me a good show.”
ordered.
anticipation, wary in not knowing what he would find there but at the same time
eager for the painfully pleasurable release it must’ve promised. He was
familiar with the nature of Fuji’s games behind closed doors now. He had ceased
to refuse, knowing what they offered; pleasure, pleasure, and more pleasure. A
shiver ran down Tezuka’s body as he made his way to
Fuji’s room slowly, the toy brushing his prostate with every step he made.
breath once Tezuka had left. The bespectacled boy
wasn’t the only one who had to hold back all day long. Fuji had been craving
for the taller boy ever since this morning, when he had draped himself over
clutch tightly, hungrily onto the fake appendage. He had been observing
enjoying every tiny squirm and shudder, delighting himself with every moan
whenever he would inconspicuously brush against him when they passed each other
in the corridor. The only thing that enabled him to keep the game going and not
fuck Tezuka on the hall or on the court where
everyone could see was his desire to see Tezuka under
his complete mercy.
A
couple of minutes passed before Fuji gained control over his raging lust and went
to his room. He had kept Tezuka waiting long enough
and he wanted to know what was waiting for him inside his room. So far,
one who initiated or told Tezuka to do something.
if he counted coming out of the shower topless as an initiation. This was the
vaguest order
had ever given him and he wanted to know what
up with.
What
greeted him there was something that came straight out of his dirtiest wet
dream. Tezuka was bent over his desk with his rear
raised high in the air as he reached back with one hand to move the toy in and
out of his hungry hole. His body was bared for
muscle, every shudder, every squirm was visible. Tezuka
glanced back to the door, eyeing Fuji with lust-glazed eyes and moaned loudly,
alluringly.
Fuji
wanted to remove the damned toy and insert himself into Tezuka’s
pulsing heat and pound into him that very moment but held himself in check. He
reached out, wondering if Tezuka could see the slight
trembling of his hand. Tezuka moaned loudly when he
caressed his bare flank and kneaded it softly. He teased the quivering ring of
muscle stretching to accommodate the adult toy, wanting nothing more but to
loose himself there as he had done so many times. But
this time. Tezuka’s punishment isn’t over yet.
“Do
you want me so much?” He asked softly, noticing that Tezuka’s
hand had paused in moving the butt plug. Smiling lustfully,
trembling hand and began to move the toy. Tezuka
threw his head back with a moan, clutching what he could of the desk as he
moved his ass back and forth to meet the familiar rhythm. “Hmm?”
pushing the toy into the deepest core of Tezuka’s
body and kept it there, a constant pressure on his sweet spot.
At
this point Tezuka was beyond coherence. He tried to
push his hips back but Fuji refused to yield. “… want
you… want you…” He gasped. “Syusuke, please…”
a satisfied smile. He ignored his pulsing length for now, promising himself
mind-blowing pleasure he would find within Tezuka’s
body later. Now was time for the real punishment.
Slowly
he pulled out the butt plug, gaining a tiny whimper from the taller boy. The
small sigh that escaped the other when he was left empty amused Fuji. He had no
doubt that Tezuka was thinking that he would finally
enter him, pleasing them both, and ended his sexual misery. But bad boys must
be punished.
cheek. He tried to move away but the hand landed on the other cheek already. He
squirmed in pain and attempted escape but
wouldn’t let him. The brunette placed a hand on his back, pushing him onto the
table as his other hand kept smacking Tezuka’s ass
cheeks, sometimes alternating between the two, sometimes striking the same
place several times, turning the skin red. The stinging pain was almost
unbearable but Tezuka’s pained whimpers slowly turned
into moans of pleasure. He realized that he was still hard, if not harder,
despite the harsh treatment
was giving him. His erection was dripping now and his balls tightened even
more. In fact he began to meet the hard slaps, the stinging pain only
heightening his lust instead of dampening it.
course and after a couple more especially hard strikes, he stopped. He caressed
Tezuka’s trembling back lovingly, admiring his work.
of his fingers on the sensitive skin caused a shiver to run down the tall body
body. The length almost hidden from view was clearly dripping heavily, creating
a small puddle on the floor, an evidence of his un-extinguished desire. He
grasped it roughly and pumped it several times, loving how it throbbed under
his touch, causing more pearly liquid spilled from the sensitive tip. “Well,
aren’t you a perverted boy? Did you enjoy being spanked?” He pulled away again,
drawing a disappointed groan from the captain. “Spread your cheeks for me.”
He bit back a whimper when he pulled apart his abused rear to show his
entrance. Secretly, he felt relieved for the nearing end of his frustration. He
was aware of Fuji’s eyes on his twitching hole, could feel the heated gaze
caressing the skin, ravaging him, possessing him in a way he would never let
any other do.
A
sharp gasp escaped him when he felt a sudden stinging pain on his entrance. The
brief coldness that he felt told him that
was using a ruler. His hands faltered slightly but somehow he managed to keep
his grips on his flesh, exposing himself for more punishment from Fuji. Tears
began to form in his eyes as he cried out by every single blow on the tight
ring of muscles and lighter smacks on his balls. He moaned out apology, plea,
and Fuji’s name in between gasps and moans but Fuji didn’t seem to hear. He
kept hitting the ring of muscle with the ruler, abusing it further and further
until he heard the first loud sob.
Sharp
clatter of metal hitting the floor was his only warning before he was flipped
onto his back. Tezuka was shoved slightly further
onto the desk and his legs were raised so that he knees was able to rest
against Fuji’s shoulders. Next thing he knew was he was suddenly filled
completely by a hot, hard presence. His anal muscle contracted in shock but Fuji
already moved, withdrawing slightly only to slam back in quickly. Every time he
reentered Tezuka, his hips would connect to
But
Tezuka wasn’t complaining. He clutched
pushing back against his thrusts, as he moaned uncontrollably. The desk creaked
loudly beneath them from the force of their coupling and several items followed
the ruler crash onto the floor. He heard Fuji’s little growl as his thighs were
hiked even higher, causing him slight discomfort that was quickly drowned by
endless tides of carnal bliss. Control slipped from
pounding into Tezuka with all his might.
sign of his release. His length was crushed between their moving bodies,
caressed by the fabric Fuji’s ruined shirt and Tezuka’s
own sweaty abdomen. Suddenly, with one particularly hard thrust Fuji stabbed
his prostate and it was all that Tezuka needed to
come, searing hot pleasure ripped through his body. In the heat of passion he
bit down Fuji’s exposed neck just above the questionable bruise as his body
tensed and he came hard between them, his pent up frustration finally relieved.
didn’t stop moving for even a second, continuing to seek pleasure in
later Tezuka moaned softly when he felt warm liquid
filling him to the brim, some spilling out of his tightly clenching hole that
unconsciously milked Fuji’s essence dry. He shuddered when Fuji kept
moving languorously, his body still sensitive from the earth shattering orgasm.
lifted himself off him slightly but stopped when he saw
just bitten. Fuji’s eyes were open and his lips were unsmiling.
“
began softly. “haven’t I told you that this raised
unnecessary questions? Do you want me to tell everyone what I make you do for
me in private? Or do you so badly want to announce to the entire school
to Tezuka. He seemed upset but there was something
more, something that Tezuka would never miss from
this lover. Not when they’re still joined together like this.
him. He gasped when Fuji unceremoniously squeezed his sore ass cheek.
“This calls for another punishment, you know?”
rolled back when Fuji began to make teasing, shallow grinds. His member hardened
again life as Fuji’s hardened in his channel. Maybe he wouldn’t be able to sit
still tomorrow. Maybe he wouldn’t be able to walk, let alone play tennis. Maybe
he would be sexually tortured again. Maybe Fuji would really resort to sadistic
but pleasurable torment he was capable of tomorrow. But now as
the deepest core of his body, he couldn’t care less. He licked the twin marks
he had left and smiled slightly.
^____^
A/N:
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