Utena, Revolutionary Girl Fan Fiction ❯ Eternal ❯ Duelist and Manipulation ( Chapter 2 )

Saionji strayed cautiously behind his now fifteen-year old idol, downcasting his eyes in respect. Licking his lips nervously, he hoped he hadn't disappointed Touga. Losing his Kendo match was humilating enough, but to see the anger in his icy eyes was to much to bare.

Kyiouchi was thankful that he wasn't lecturing him, but it was uneasy thankfulness. An usual scowling, that accompanied a cold silence was standard, but Kiryuu was quiet, unnaturally so for himself.

He strolled several feet before him, glaring to every patriot in front of him. It maddened him that he had teached Saionji almost all his exact, precise moves and he still lost to the inferior Akiro Yui. He clenched hs fists, keeping a stony demure.

They were several feets from Touga's mansion when he suddenly stiffen in his stance and somehow contained a startled gasped. Kyiouchi wearily looked up from his now so fasnicating feet, to be met with the vision of Akio; a suave, handsome, manipulative asshole. Saionji, not knowing anything about the newcomer, looked anxiously from him to his lover. Kiryuu kept his icy appearance, advancing towards the taller of the two.

Akio smirked, and from behind him stood a meek little girl, most identical to himself, keeping her eyes down in a submissisive state. Kyiouchi felt sorry for her, she seemed so like him; just a personal doll for someones disposal.

When the purple haired boy finally spoke, his voice was low and sensual, making Saionji shiver in delight. If he hadn't been so in love with Kiryuu, the emerald haired bishounen would have had a huge infatuation with Akio.

" Well the famous Kendo Champion arrives. I've been waiting." he remarked, a dangerous note frosting his words. Touga nodded curtly, eyeing the girl behind the taller boy oddly. Akio also noticed the beautiful creature next to the redhead. His smiled turned into something disgustingly sly, causing Kiryuu to step in front of Saionji possessively, when he noticed the stare.

Akio raised an eyebrow but didn't comment, strolling into another direction, he beckoning him to follow. Touga gave his toy a glare which was clear in it's command and left. Saionji stayed, understanding the unspoken warning but still began to fidget. He decided he didn't like Akio right then and there; his sneaky dispostion foreshadowing something more sinister about him.

And as he contemplative, the little girl, that stood so sullenly abaft her brother, edged slightly from where she stood. His thoughts were soon interupted by this sweet, calm girl's voice.

" Are you Duelist, too?" her question was innocent enough, but he narrowed his pupils in confusion. What was a Duelis? He turned alittle towards her so that his gaze was clearer.

" Nani?"

There was a distasteful silence between the two, until finally the other boys returned. Akio snatched roughly at the tiny girl and left, not even acknowledging Saionji when he walked past him. Kyiouchi didn't care, as long as he was alone with his adoration, everything in the world was right.

" Come!" came a snapped growl from still angered redhead. His pet followed after, not wanting to upset his love anymore then Akio had already done.

They settle their stuff in Touga's room and Saionji sat on the edge of his wonderfully soft bed. He loved his best friend's room, it was vibrant in it's color scheme, yet tasteful and mature. This was a place he wouldn't mind dying in. A tiny smile crossed his lips but was soon taken away by a harsh sound of things being thrown around and broken.

" Touga-sama?" he queried sheepishly, searching around the room for the other boy with his eyes.

" Undress, Saionji." Kyiouchi winced, Kiryuu never used his last name unless he was truly indignant. Usually, if the redhead became that upset, Saionji would come out of the arguement with discolored bruises, always able to be hidden by clothing but never forgotten. So the young boy complied, slowly undressing until he was in nothing but dark red boxer; Touga's favorite color on him. He had even once commented that it brought out the paleness of Saionji.

" Take them off and lie on the bed." he commanded, coming out of his hiding and resting his body into a chair near his toy. Kyiouchi did as told and layed down, licking his lips nervously; this motion had become a habit of his since he'd met Kiryuu.

The redhead seemed pleased with the sight, smoothing out the silken sheets and tucking a strand of loose green hair behind his lover's ear. Saionji blushed at the contact, parting his lips in a sigh.

" I love you." he whispered, unable to keep the feeling inside. Touga shrugged the declaration off, continuing his soft stroking. His head came inches from his toy's mouth and blow gently.

" I know. And you belong to me."

Getting on the bed, Kiryuu straddled his koi's hips, staring down at him. He paused for a moment to take in the site of Kyiouchi's beauty, lightly touching his flushed cheeks. He replaced his warm finger, then with a warm mouth, watching the other boy's response. The redhead was nowhere near virginally but he had been the first and would always be the last of Saionji's lovers.

Lowering his head to the boy's chest, his tounge slithered between his teeth, working hot circles around the prone man's hardened nipples. Touga's hands wandered over Kyio-chan's muscled stomach before eyeing his erect and considerable manhood. Taking the erection in both hands, he squeezed, gently. Moving his palm roughly in its ministrations caused the boy beneathe him to wither and whimper. His young toy had always been a responsive lover.

Deciding not to touture the boy this time, his mouth slipped down, over to the tip of the engorged length. This elicted a loud gasped, with a furious thrashing. Touga held onto the slim hips, willing them to stay still.

He massaged its base while, taking in it's large amount; even if the boy was only fourteen, he was well devolped.Kiryuu tounge ran maneuvers over the underside of the fleshy organ and his teeth scraped lightly against it. He was determined to make Saionji squirm. Which he did. The smaller boy tossed his head back and arched his back, thrusting his hips upward.

This encouraged the redhead to suck harder, wanting to make the boy come soon; to see the undeniably bliss in his face during orgasm. So He sucked with more intensity.

Saionji let out a cry, despite wanting to come quietly inside his friend's mouth. He panted and quivering, as he felt the sticky substance being drained from him. With a dull whimper, he went limp, letting the exquisite pleasure take over him. And all the while, Touga smirked, feeling much happier then he was moments before. He brushed away emerald hair lovingly from his pet's face, murmuring,

" Always mines."