Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Thoughts of the Count ❯ Inappropriate Thoughts ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: AsaLeonOrcot 
D has some rather....inappropriate thoughts concerning our favorite detective.
Anime/Manga: Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 10.09.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 958 | Visits: 846 | Status: Work In Progress
D has some rather....inappropriate thoughts concerning our favorite detective.
Anime/Manga: Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 10.09.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 958 | Visits: 846 | Status: Work In Progress
It was getting worse lately,
Every time he looked at the young detective, it’d happen again.
It didn’t take much, he’d lean down a little bit, or pout that adorably delicious pout of his, or even scowl.
Then it’d happen, the image of the golden human underneath him would come again, panting, gasping, writhing.
Calling out his name as he was pounded into again and again and again, calling it out in ecstasy.
“ D! Oh my God, D!!!!”
His face would be flushed, mouth open in a silent scream as he arched beautifully under the Counts grasp.
Then, it’s happen.
Stars would paint his vision as his completion came, pearly white liquid shooting forth to coat their bellies.
And he’d come with him, his partners release forcing him to come as well, shouting as he pinned the detective to the bed, or kitchen counter, or even the detectives desk, his seed spewing from his own body to the young detective’s, effectively making him his.
And then he’d wake from his tempting daydreams to once again face his guilty pleasure.
“ D, are you all right, you’ve been spacing out a lot lately…” would come the voice of the lion-esque human-being.
That’d snap him out of it, as he’d shake his head to ride himself of such lusty, un-becoming thoughts.
“ I’m fine” he’d reply, and they’d both go back to tea-time, Leon ranting on how he’d known that D was behind whatever case he had, he just didn’t have the evidence to back it up yet, and D smiling that misleadingly calm smile as he drank his tea and listened carefully to every word that came forth from his dear detective’s beautiful, plump lips.
“ But I’m not okay, I’m not alright at all.” was all he would think.
@-@
“ D, you okay man? You’ve really been out of it lately.” came Leon’s voice as he walked into the petshop to see D in a curious daze.
D turned around and smiled at the detective.
“ Oh yes, everything is just fine, and you’re just in time for tea.”
“ Aren’t I always?” replied Leon as he went to grab a seat.
As he did Count imagined himself snatching that tan wrist before it grabbed onto the chair, pulling the young, golden-haired man into him and claiming those lips so deeply and possessively that the detective would stumble onto the table and lay there on his back as the Count ravaged his mouth and tore the clothing from his rapidly warming body.
So entranced by his little fantasy was he, that he dropped the tea cup that was in his hand onto the floor, the pieces scattering about angrily.
Leon jumped.
“ What the hell D! What’s been up with you lately!” he yelled as he bent over to pick up the fallen shards.
Oh my….
D actually found himself having to lean against the table for support as his heart began to speed up, an a certain part of him began to swell.
His eyes stayed on that ass the entire time, imagining himself pounding into that enticing entrance, burying himself to the hilt, and filling it with his seed until it was overflowing.
D bit his lip and forced the image away.
Suddenly, there was a strange, fuzzy sound that came from the detective’s ‘ walkie-talkie’, as Chris would call it.
Leon shot up, and D sighed in disappointment, inwardly of course.
“ Oh shit man, I gotta go D, see you later. If I’m not back to pick up Chris, make sure he brushes his teeth twice, only God knows what you’ve been feeding him.” said Leon as he ran out the front door, throwing on his jacket as he did so.
D sighed, he’d usually scoff and retort back against the food comment, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so today, no, today he’d rather dream about a certain detective chained to his bed with his own handcuffs.
~The End~
Maybe, I’m thinking of doing a second chapter, but that depends on my mood, this would bee my first lemon too, and a yaoi at that. I’ve never written something so suggestive, not even a kissing scene before! I get to embarrassed and chicken out most of the time.
Anyway, I’m 18 and allowed to write smut if I want to, I not only want to, but I have to, for the sake of Leon-Uke lovers everywhere!
…seriously, I always thought Leon was the uke-type, because D is so mysterious and otherworldly and always seems to have the upper hand on Leon. But people always have D as Uke, probably because he’s so feminine-looking, however, why should that matter, the uke, to me, is always cut and adorable and is easily flustered….that spells out Leon to me.
But, unfortunately, few others seem to agree with me, and even they don’t always end up completing their stories, not that I ever usually do, of course.
Anyways, LEON ROCKS AS UKE!!! PEACE OUT!!!!!!:D
~Sapphirefoxgirl~
Every time he looked at the young detective, it’d happen again.
It didn’t take much, he’d lean down a little bit, or pout that adorably delicious pout of his, or even scowl.
Then it’d happen, the image of the golden human underneath him would come again, panting, gasping, writhing.
Calling out his name as he was pounded into again and again and again, calling it out in ecstasy.
“ D! Oh my God, D!!!!”
His face would be flushed, mouth open in a silent scream as he arched beautifully under the Counts grasp.
Then, it’s happen.
Stars would paint his vision as his completion came, pearly white liquid shooting forth to coat their bellies.
And he’d come with him, his partners release forcing him to come as well, shouting as he pinned the detective to the bed, or kitchen counter, or even the detectives desk, his seed spewing from his own body to the young detective’s, effectively making him his.
And then he’d wake from his tempting daydreams to once again face his guilty pleasure.
“ D, are you all right, you’ve been spacing out a lot lately…” would come the voice of the lion-esque human-being.
That’d snap him out of it, as he’d shake his head to ride himself of such lusty, un-becoming thoughts.
“ I’m fine” he’d reply, and they’d both go back to tea-time, Leon ranting on how he’d known that D was behind whatever case he had, he just didn’t have the evidence to back it up yet, and D smiling that misleadingly calm smile as he drank his tea and listened carefully to every word that came forth from his dear detective’s beautiful, plump lips.
“ But I’m not okay, I’m not alright at all.” was all he would think.
@-@
“ D, you okay man? You’ve really been out of it lately.” came Leon’s voice as he walked into the petshop to see D in a curious daze.
D turned around and smiled at the detective.
“ Oh yes, everything is just fine, and you’re just in time for tea.”
“ Aren’t I always?” replied Leon as he went to grab a seat.
As he did Count imagined himself snatching that tan wrist before it grabbed onto the chair, pulling the young, golden-haired man into him and claiming those lips so deeply and possessively that the detective would stumble onto the table and lay there on his back as the Count ravaged his mouth and tore the clothing from his rapidly warming body.
So entranced by his little fantasy was he, that he dropped the tea cup that was in his hand onto the floor, the pieces scattering about angrily.
Leon jumped.
“ What the hell D! What’s been up with you lately!” he yelled as he bent over to pick up the fallen shards.
Oh my….
D actually found himself having to lean against the table for support as his heart began to speed up, an a certain part of him began to swell.
His eyes stayed on that ass the entire time, imagining himself pounding into that enticing entrance, burying himself to the hilt, and filling it with his seed until it was overflowing.
D bit his lip and forced the image away.
Suddenly, there was a strange, fuzzy sound that came from the detective’s ‘ walkie-talkie’, as Chris would call it.
Leon shot up, and D sighed in disappointment, inwardly of course.
“ Oh shit man, I gotta go D, see you later. If I’m not back to pick up Chris, make sure he brushes his teeth twice, only God knows what you’ve been feeding him.” said Leon as he ran out the front door, throwing on his jacket as he did so.
D sighed, he’d usually scoff and retort back against the food comment, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so today, no, today he’d rather dream about a certain detective chained to his bed with his own handcuffs.
~The End~
Maybe, I’m thinking of doing a second chapter, but that depends on my mood, this would bee my first lemon too, and a yaoi at that. I’ve never written something so suggestive, not even a kissing scene before! I get to embarrassed and chicken out most of the time.
Anyway, I’m 18 and allowed to write smut if I want to, I not only want to, but I have to, for the sake of Leon-Uke lovers everywhere!
…seriously, I always thought Leon was the uke-type, because D is so mysterious and otherworldly and always seems to have the upper hand on Leon. But people always have D as Uke, probably because he’s so feminine-looking, however, why should that matter, the uke, to me, is always cut and adorable and is easily flustered….that spells out Leon to me.
But, unfortunately, few others seem to agree with me, and even they don’t always end up completing their stories, not that I ever usually do, of course.
Anyways, LEON ROCKS AS UKE!!! PEACE OUT!!!!!!:D
~Sapphirefoxgirl~