"Please Stop..."
Why does he do this every time? Doesn't he know that when I hear him begging in that soft, squeak of a voice, it only makes me want to ravage his delectable body more?
"Why... why are you being so mean?"
Somehow, I'm the one in the wrong here. Wasn't he the one who tempted me? Wearing nothing but a tank top and boxer shorts, flashing me that innocent, defenseless smile; anyone would lose their resolve to such desirable things.
"Urrh... let go!"
The way he lets out little grunts and squirms underneath me in his futile attempts to escape slowly dissolves my sensibility and my forceful grip on his wrists tightens as I bring both together above his head and lock them in one hand. With the other and my teeth, I tear that offending tank top and expose the soft peach skin of his chest and torso. My appetite peaks and I begin to devour him, starting with silky, protesting lips and inching my way down to his collar bone. In my wake, I leave a trail of dark specks, reminders of my hungry nips.
"Ah!"
He cries out when one of my sharp canines pinches into a dusky nipple. His back arches, pressing his chest against mine and my free arm wraps around him in a breathless embrace. His body relaxes once more and frightened caramel pools peek into my stony grey eyes from behind a messy fringe of locks the color of milk and honey. I let my gaze sink deeply into his, pulling my arm from the arch of his back and bringing a deeply tanned hand to brush back the long bangs of my chocolate toned fluff and increasing the power of my stare.
"Takuya..."
He whispers my name so gently, it sounds like summer breeze. Another link in the fence snaps; another small piece of my feral instinct slips through. The hand in my hair slips down to the hem of his boxers and slides them off the slender waist they had previously hugged onto. His face fully flushes when my hand grasps his rousing member.
"Ta..Takuya!"
A pitchy yelp and his back arches once more. I stroke the hardening extremity at a slow pace; deliberately, I want the pleasure to torture him until he can't help but give in.
"Nnn...no, stop."
A hushed moan. He's biting his lip, trying so hard to keep quite. I just can't help the devilish grin on my features. I quicken the pace, my hand sliding up and down just little faster.
"Ah! Ta...Taka!"
He clenches his fists, curls his toes, thinly presses his lips together, and slams his eyes shut. His sensitive body drawls me in even more. I know I'm straining, in fact, it's becoming painful. I'll have to end this soon. I release his wrists, but he doesn't dare move while I coat three of my fingers with my own spit. One finger circles his entrance just long enough for him to shiver and for his eyes to shoot open, then it plunges in, as deep as it can possibly go.
"A..AH!"
I add a second, and then the third, scissoring against those tight, fleshy walls.
"Nnn...Ahn!"
His whimpers are becoming more and more frantic and now, his arms are wrapped around my shoulders, trimmed fingernails digging into my back. I search for the trigger deep inside him, trying different angles in my exploration for that sweet spot.
"AHH!"
Found it. I remove my fingers and unbutton my pants, allowing my eager rod to spring out. I position myself, and without giving him time to recover his scattered senses, I sheath myself inside him.
"AHN!!"
Blood. It has been awhile, but I didn't expect this much. He's clamping down so tightly that now it feels as though I'm the one being eaten alive, and it's truly unbearable.
"Chizuru... relax." I command. "You're too tense, I can't move."
"Mmm..."
It's the only response I get aside from his hiccup like gasps, but finally he loosens up and I can move. I pump in and out at a steady pace. The blood helps to make his hole slicker and I'm able to brush that special bundle of nerves with greater ease.
"Ahh! AHN! Taka, more!"
This time, I'm obeying him. My thrusts become more intense, I sink deeper. Eventually, I'm slamming into him with no reserve.
"Chizuru, you're melting me." I mummer, leaning over him from between his spread thighs.
"Taka...can't hold...much longer..."
He moans my name again and again, over and over like a chant. One hand snakes around his abandoned and dripping member and moves in time with my thrusts while the other pulls his hips toward me on the same tempo.
"Chizuru, together..." I groan, my movements becoming, shorter, quicker, deeper. All the while he cries out and clings to me desperately.
"Taka! I'm...I'm cumming!"
He whines, tears streaming from caramel orbs. My vision is blurring and I can feel the hot, pressured coil building up in my lower half.
"Chizuru!" I growl, loosing all that’s left of my conscious thought.
"Taka!!"
He screams my name one last time as my essence flows into him and his coats my chest. I remain pressed against him, rocking the two of us through our little death. When finally, we are freed from the throes of passion, I collapse beside him and pull his body into mine. Chizuru's small frame fits perfectly, I want to hold him here forever, yet somehow I feel guilty.
He pleads with me, 'No', but I ignore him and have my way. I don't mean to be so rough, but even when I'm driven to be kind, I end up bullying him. I love him so dearly; I can't fight the urge to claim him even if by force. My cruelty is but my undying obsession to be close, closer, until we are joined as one; until not even air stands between us. If only I could explain; find the right words to tell him just how much he means to me.
I don't know when I fell asleep, but I feel colder somehow. Wasn't there someone laying beside me, curled up in my arms. I know there was; the scent of our love-making is still thick in the atmosphere, but when I open my eyes, there is only an impression in the yielding mattress. I sit up in our bed.
"Chizuru!"
No answer, but then I notice a slip of paper on the bed.
Takuya,
I can't do this anymore. You're sweet, then you're evil. I love you, but in the end it only hurts. I'm sorry. Goodbye.
- Chizuru
To be continued... Maybe.
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