InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Romp! ❯ The Attachment Was Smoking ( Chapter 5 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: abraxas_ren 
(Renkotsu/Ginkotsu) Renkotsu gives Ginkotsu a very special kind of upgrade.... Awarded 1st Place @ IY Romp
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.15.2008 | Updated On: 12.15.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 345 | Visits: 583 | Status: Completed
(Renkotsu/Ginkotsu) Renkotsu gives Ginkotsu a very special kind of upgrade.... Awarded 1st Place @ IY Romp
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.15.2008 | Updated On: 12.15.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 345 | Visits: 583 | Status: Completed
"The Attachment Was Smoking" by Abraxas (2008-12-02)
Love is a foolish, blinding thing. Any other mix of words cannot explain it. That Renkotsu peeled off Ginkotsu's cover and stared! That man found giant, a twisted, sick amalgam of metal and flesh, a work of art to be rapt by! What could it be but love?
A hand stroked a face feeling it hard and cold.
Eyes followed fingers watching it trace contours of muscles.
Oil smeared the giant's thigh and trickled onto the man's feet.
"With this attachment I complete you."
It was a thick, sleek rod of cylinders within cylinders tipped at the center with a knob of leather. Renkotsu placed it between Ginkotsu's legs. With a twist, a grind of metal against metal, it was installed.
It dangled lifelessly resting against a rough, ridged sack.
"So virginal, so pure," the man gasped while stroking the accessory. Metal and hide clamored like a dull kind of chime. He knelt and kissed the tip. "Oh, what a man you are, my giant!"
Renkotsu smiled as the rod extended telescopically. The instrument pointed horizontally then vertically. The peak drooled oil that fingers spread about its length. Ginkotsu staggered as if awoken, panting and gasping. The attachment between his legs trembled, shivered while it was growing....
Renkotsu suckled the tip. Ginkotsu moaned and backed against a wall, knees weakening and buckling. Oil mixed with saliva as tongue washed metal. Together man and giant were smeared by their own fluid!
Ginkotsu's hand brushed against Renkotsu's cheek with the delicacy of silk. Tears streaked across his face as pleasures surged through his body. He thrashed and grunted, climaxing with a shower of sparkle, loading, firing, round after round after round.
Renkotsu's eyes rolled, lips wet and burnt, then slipped off Ginkotsu.
The attachment was smoking, twitching with each and every squirt.
(300)
Love is a foolish, blinding thing. Any other mix of words cannot explain it. That Renkotsu peeled off Ginkotsu's cover and stared! That man found giant, a twisted, sick amalgam of metal and flesh, a work of art to be rapt by! What could it be but love?
A hand stroked a face feeling it hard and cold.
Eyes followed fingers watching it trace contours of muscles.
Oil smeared the giant's thigh and trickled onto the man's feet.
"With this attachment I complete you."
It was a thick, sleek rod of cylinders within cylinders tipped at the center with a knob of leather. Renkotsu placed it between Ginkotsu's legs. With a twist, a grind of metal against metal, it was installed.
It dangled lifelessly resting against a rough, ridged sack.
"So virginal, so pure," the man gasped while stroking the accessory. Metal and hide clamored like a dull kind of chime. He knelt and kissed the tip. "Oh, what a man you are, my giant!"
Renkotsu smiled as the rod extended telescopically. The instrument pointed horizontally then vertically. The peak drooled oil that fingers spread about its length. Ginkotsu staggered as if awoken, panting and gasping. The attachment between his legs trembled, shivered while it was growing....
Renkotsu suckled the tip. Ginkotsu moaned and backed against a wall, knees weakening and buckling. Oil mixed with saliva as tongue washed metal. Together man and giant were smeared by their own fluid!
Ginkotsu's hand brushed against Renkotsu's cheek with the delicacy of silk. Tears streaked across his face as pleasures surged through his body. He thrashed and grunted, climaxing with a shower of sparkle, loading, firing, round after round after round.
Renkotsu's eyes rolled, lips wet and burnt, then slipped off Ginkotsu.
The attachment was smoking, twitching with each and every squirt.
(300)