Loveless Fan Fiction ❯ A week with you ❯ A night with you ( Chapter 2 )

Through the night with me

Soubi Shisai's POV

 

Chiou opens the door and turns on the light, his hand still firmly grasping my wrist. I close my eyes for a moment to let them start to adjust when the lights flash on. “This is your bedroom?” I ask quietly.

 

“Yes.” He replies, looking at me with a wide grin, “And this is where the fun is going to begin Soubi-chan.” The side of my mouth flicks up in amusement, he's much less shy than when I first came in, and this is the Chiou I know.

 

Kaido throws off the sheets of his queen bed, then he wipes off the several electronics on his bed, such as his a headset, a game boy, a leather watch… how does he afford this stuff anyways? He must work at a rather lucrative strip bar.

 

“Come over here.” He says, motioning for me to come. I walk over slowly and luxuriously, keeping a cat like stealth about me. Chiou watches me walk towards him, growing harder simply the sway of my hips and everything else about me.

 

He takes my hand and orders, “Lay on the bed.” I nod then sit down on the bed; then turn to lie down. Chiou corrects, “Stomach down.”

 

I nod and turn over to lie on my stomach. I prop my head up with my crossed arms to watch him quietly as he drinks in my features.

 

He reaches over the bed and adjusts where I lay, so I'm now near the center of the bed. Chiou opens his bed stand drawer and pulls out something I'm unable to see. He drops it next to my side but before I can look to see what it is he puts a hand out before me.

 

I stare at it awkwardly before asking, “What?”

 

“Give me your hands.” He answers.

 

I unfold my arms out from under me to cross my delicate hands and place my wrists in the palm of his slightly smaller hand, “You could have just taken them.” I inform.

 

He guides the hands up to the headboard and answers, “I could of, but I think you should have some say in the things I do to you.” His free hand creeps down to my side to retrieve whatever he'd put there, “Like if you didn't want to be bound, then you wouldn't be.”

 

“Wait, bound?” I ask, slightly surprised at this. When had he said he was going to tie me up? Chiou ignores my question; I look up and see that he's now strapping my hands into padded cuffs. I watch him meticulously tighten and adjust the straps to a snug fit.

 

Once Chiou is done, he sits back on the bed, admiring his handy work as he slides a hand down my back, “What do you think?”

 

I tug at the leather experimentally and comment, “They are restraints.” Chiou laughs at my obvious answer and slides off the foot of the bed, trailing his hand behind him over my ass and down my leg.

 

“Up.” He says, stroking his hand over my rear again, enjoying the firmness and smoothness of it. I shuffle to get onto my knees and elbows; the positioning of how I was laying made this somewhat difficult.

 

He walks around the bed, trailing the nail of his forefinger up my spine. I shiver slightly and try to press into it. Chiou moves his hand, and then returns it, lying out on my shoulder, “Keep your shoulders to the mattress.”

 

I struggle again for a moment to get into the position he's requesting. He takes a pillow and puts it under my elbows. Chiou then moves me around like a puppet until my arms are bowed comfortably on the sides of the pillow and I can lay the side of my face on the cool material of the pillow.

 

After I lay my head down I watch him. Chiou runs his hand along my side and I try to press against it, but he moves his hand to the small of my back. He takes his time running his hand over my backside and down my thigh before separating my legs a little more and pushing at my back.

 

Now I realize my position, I'm completely bared and open. And Chiou seems not to notice. He nibbles at the small of my back, licking the small marks he makes while his hands gently strokes the sensitive area down the back of my thighs gently with his nails.

 

It doesn't take long until I'm able to feel my need once more. And that's when I realize that Chiou has been handling me in such a way in order to get me hard. His hand brushes against my ball sack, which is exposed due to my spread legs and arched position. But Chiou disappears before I'm able to get any friction.

 

I hear him shuffling through a closet before he finally returns, but he seems to be behind me. This is when I feel a cool and smooth material brush across the underside of my ass.

 

The instrument follows the curve up then pats back down before slipping between my legs to pat up and down my inner thighs, “Do you like it Soubi?”

 

“Yes,” I finally answer, “What is it?”

 

I come face to face with the leather paddle of a riding crop and I push my face into the pillow slightly more, lifting my shoulder a little to shield a portion of my face, seeking protection from the potential danger.

 

Chiou notices this and moves it away from my face, he runs his fingers through my hair gently, “It's a riding crop. Couldn't you tell?”

 

I pick up my head slightly, since there is no longer a threat. I answer, “No, I've never been… whipped… by a riding crop.”

 

Chiou leans in with an excited look on his face, “Really?” he grins, “Then I guess this means its up to me to break you in to it.” He stands up and is back to my rear in no time, “If it becomes too much for you and you think you're going to scream, tell me. I'll stop for a moment so you have some time to cool down.”

 

Before I can say anything he hits the end on the side of my rear. I remain silent, shifting only slightly from the blow. I quietly inform him, “I won't scream.”

 

“Is that a challenge?” he asks, I can tell he's wearing his playful smirk just by the sound of his voice. He smacks the end of the crop on the underside of my rear, close to my crevice.

 

“No.” I respond quietly, in a somewhat ashamed voice, “I've been trained not to show my pain until its unbearable.”

 

“Unbearable?” Chiou asks, “What happens then?”

 

“That's the end of my pain tolerance. So upon reaching that point I'd collapse.” I answer truthfully. Chiou stiffens a little. I sigh and reassure him, “Don't worry, I have a high pain tolerance, I've been trained to have that too.”

 

“By Seimei?” Chiou asks.

 

I shake my head but don't say anything. Chiou gets the hint that I don't want to say anything more about that experience.

 

He chuckles and tosses the crop to the side of the room, “It's okay. The main point of it would have been to make scream my name. But it seems that's not going to happen unless I dump acid on you first.”

 

I laugh as well at the extreme un-seductiveness of such an act. I feel him get on the bed behind me and the hands once again are quick to find their place fondling me. I grow used to the touches quickly and relax, allowing my chest to hang close to the mattress, exposing my rear further, not that I care.

 

Chiou's tongue touched the underside of my weeping organ. I burry my face in the pillow to keep from moaning. He leads his tongue up the vein on the bottom of the cock, then sweeps it over my ball sack to the sensitive place behind.

 

I part my legs a bit more, making sure I give him all the room he needs back there. I arch and moan louder as he tends to the soft spot behind the balls. I'm expecting him to give me a blowjob.

 

It would be the first one I've ever had and I was rather looking forward to it. I'm surprised when his tongue travels up over my gouch.

 

He travels up the narrow valley slowly, parting me with his thumb and forefinger. “Chiou?” I question, though it sounds like a moan so he doesn't stop.

 

Chiou licks over my pucker and my eyes widen, I instantly try to push myself towards the headboard to evade the tongue. His hands have a strong hold on my hips and I can't make the motion, his firm tongue pushes in.

 

I squirm; it feels like a life thing is trying to crawl up inside me. It doesn't feel anything like the definite boniness of fingers, or the heated tissue of a penis.

 

He grips my hips tighter to keep me in place as his tongue delves in and licks the ring while coming out, only to dive back in again. Slowly the slick heat of the muscle turns into a much more pleasurable feeling.

 

I try to press against it, to get more of the muscle within me. His firm hold on my hips prevents the movement though. My mouth is clamped shut; I try desperately not to moan.

 

Such an odd feeling, and such an unorthodox method, I thought to myself. Who could have thought of this and relate it to pleasure?

 

But pleasure it was. I found myself in bliss and I relaxed against the pillow as Chiou shallowly speared me with his tongue. One hand left my hip and I wondered momentarily where to. But I brushed it off, I'm not going to be moving anywhere, I am rather planted to the spot due to Chiou's work with his tongue.

 

Kaido removes his tongue after a moment and pulls himself closer, the fronts of his thighs brushing over the back of mine.

 

From where he's positioned, he can still reach the small of my back.

 

I discover this when he bites the flesh over my tailbone. I yelp out of shock then look over my shoulder to shoot a glare at him. I wish I were able to use my hands, so that I could tend to the flesh… it really hurt. But that should be obvious; it's the place once occupied by my tail.

 

Where my once sensitive tail was is now an equally sensitive piece of flesh, that Chiou has discovered unfortunately. He nibbles at it and tugs, wringing out cries of frustration from me.

 

“Sensitive isn't it?” Chiou asks with a smile. I bite the pillow, releasing my irritation on it as I wait for whatever is next. Kaido's tongue licks over the small bite mark a few times, massaging it with his tongue.

 

I grumble a noise of appreciation that he's managed to at least make it feel better. He laughs lightly and leans forward again to kiss it, his feathery hair tickling the base of my back.

 

After lifting his head, Chiou is able to slide the head of his member in slowly. I gasp and try to pull off it instantly, “You didn't prepare me!”

 

“That's what I was doing with my tongue.” Chiou argues, sliding in further at an incredibly slow pace, keeping his grip on my waist.

 

I growl, still trying to dislodge the intruder, “You didn't use you're fingers.”

 

“Nope, I didn't want to waste how tight you were on my fingers.” Chiou said, “When was the last time you got screwed?”

 

I thought about it for a moment before saying out loud, with a small amount of shock in my voice, “A week before Seimei died.”

 

Chiou whistles, the sound slowly turns into a groan as he finishes sinking in the last bit of his member till he was fully sheathed within me.

 

The two of us remained motionless for some time, breathing heavily. Chiou's head was thrown back in passion as he relished the tight heated passage. I wear a frustrated look on my face as I try to adjust to the feeling.

 

After sitting through it for a while I realize that I was prepared pretty well. My anus was lubricated with saliva, and Chiou must have been smearing himself with lube when he removed his hand.

 

My hole actually doesn't hurt as much as I'd been acting like it did. I guess I was really just thrown in a loop not being prepared the way I had been every time in the past.

 

Chiou finally starts to move after a moment. I rock my hips back to meet him for his first thrust. He calls out to me, over come with pleasure. I push myself up, seeking more of his attention on my sensitized flesh. He apparently hasn't found out what a high maintenance pet I can be.

 

Kaido notices and puts his hands on my shoulders forcing me back down. I wince as I fall to the mattress and he drives in hard. He keeps his hands there, securing me to the mattress as he continues to thrust into me.

 

I squirm, “Chiou-chan.” I go ignored so I buck and call out to him, “Chiou-chan.”

 

“Soubi.” He sighs. I'm not sure whether its in response to me, or if he's just calling out in pleasure.

 

Nonetheless I grunt, “You've forgotten about me.”

 

“I haven't forgotten about you.” He chuckles, kissing the base of my neck.

 

I moan frustrated, “I need to come too Chiou.”

 

Chiou nibbles on my shoulder, “I believe I have right of way.”

 

I tug at the restraints, wanting to relieve myself of the pressure. Chiou clicked his tongue, “Now that's no way to get what you want Soubi.”

 

“Come on, I really need it Chiou. Let me come already.” I groan while I maneuver ways for me to gain some friction, even if only on a pillow.

 

Chiou leans forward, pressing into my ass further. A hand leaves my shoulder and I sigh, pleased that I've finally gotten through to my partner.

 

The hand tenderly touches the bottom of one of my chest muscles. It makes it way down my stomach gently, the middle finger dipping into my navel for a moment. I moan as he moves beneath my navel, where my skin is much more sensitive.

 

The muscles beneath the skin tremble as his hand ghosts over it. Chiou toys with this area further, drawing his fingertips over it, his nails making me shudder as my sensitive skin reacts.

 

Chiou finally moves his hand lower and grasps my need. I moan and nod, “Yes, yes Chiou. Let me come. I need release.”

 

His hand tightens and pulls downward pulling a long groan out of me. He flicks his thumb over the top-making moan. I'm completely lost in my own world.

 

I feel myself getting ready to come and I close my eyes, ready to revel in the pleasure of it. But the hand is gone. I thrust into the air fruitlessly, vocalizing my frustration in irritated groans.

 

“That's not fair Chiou.” I grate, but it gains me no success.

 

Kaido continues his own motions, moaning with every thrust into my tight orifice.

 

I calm after a while, and I back off from the point of climax. It is at this point that Chiou's hand slips back down my belly and touches my pack. I nod and sigh, “Yes, Chiou, yes, that's… so… good.”

 

Once again, right when I was about to come, he pulled away his hand. I bucked into the air whimpering, “Chiou, don't tease me like that.”

 

Chiou nibbled on my ear lobe, “Oh come on, you've been Seimei's toy for years, I'm sure you can handle being held off for a couple hours.”

 

I looked over my shoulder with horrified eyes, “Hours? Chiou, no, I can't do that.”

 

“Don't worry Soubi.” Chiou reassured, kissing the line down my back from my spine, “Its not a matter of whether you can or cant. So long as I don't let you come, you can hold off release for hours.”

 

I whimper and shake my head, “No, please don't. I don't want that. I want to come.” I definitely don't like the feel of being held off this long, its painful, my body is begging for release and is being denied it. What's worse is that I can't do anything to help my aching member.

 

His hand is on my member again, but this time I strain to pull away from it. Chiou comments, “You don't want release?”

 

“You wont give me release. You're just building me up so you can leave me dry.” I accuse.

 

Chiou's thrusts started speeding up; he was getting ready to come. He put his hand around my member and started stroking it quickly. My breath became raspy; I was less pleased with these strokes than with the longer smoother strokes from before.

 

He thrust deep and moved his hand and grips my hip as he came deep within me. I remain in my position, my ass still in the air with his slowly shrinking organ still inside, my arms still above my head, securely bound, and my face in the pillow as I try to concentrate enough to take myself over the edge.

 

Chiou withdraws and reaches into his drawer for something else. I don't pay attention, too absorbed in my own need to notice.

 

I feel a plastic-like object nudging at my entrance. I groan as it pushes in painfully. “Chiou? When are you going to let me co- oh!”

 

I'm interrupted by a sudden heat completely engulfing the head of my penis. I shift and look down to see Chiou lying on his back, taking in what he could easily reach of my member.

 

Experimentally I separate my legs further. Chiou takes the added amounts of my member without complaint. I moan and allow myself to sink down until I'm fully sheathed.

 

At this point I'm straddling the man's face to give him full access to my package. Chiou's hands, which are on the appliance in my ass, suddenly start to move around.

 

I'm curious about what they're doing at first, but realize I'm much more interested in Chiou sucking me off. My attention was brought back to the hands, however, when the tip of the dildo within me started to move.

 

The dildo pressed against my inner walls. I gasped and moaned slowly. This form of stimulation took mere moments before I came in Chiou's mouth, sighing, “Thank you, that was my first time having oral it was… incredible.”

 

Kaido nodded, yawning deeply, “I'm sorry I'm so tired, but now seems like a good time to go to sleep. Especially if we're getting up at all early tomorrow.”

 

The smaller blond slipped out from between my legs and pushed my hips down to the mattress. He lied himself on top of me mostly, his penis tucked away in my crevice, though not in my hole.

 

I grumbled as I realized he wanted to relish the feeling of the vibrations. I sigh quietly and let him relax for a moment, “Chiou? Can you untie me now?” I wait, “Chiou?”

 

“Oh Shit” I sigh, “Chiou you jerk.”

 

(Goodies, BDSM, NC-17, Tort, Lemon, Anal, Oral. All in the next chapter. But I will not post the next chapter until I get 5 good reviews. So start typing as soon as you read.)