Wild Adapter Fan Fiction ❯ Cats and Dogs ❯ Cats and Dogs ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Hentai25 
Dogs and cats DO get along, and quite well I might add.
Anime/Manga: Wild Adapter Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 11.11.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Dogs and cats DO get along, and quite well I might add.
Anime/Manga: Wild Adapter Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 11.11.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Title: Cats and Dogs
Author: Hentai Tenshi
Warnings: Seemingly pointless references if you don’t know the manga Wild Adapter. Yaoi bordering on senseless sex just to make Kubo-chan and Toki-kun fuck. And yes, there is YAOI! PWP, gift fic. More likely to come (be afraid, be very afraid! Bwahahaha!)
Disclaimer: Tokitoh and Kubota belong to Minekura Kazuya, Goddess of Shounen-ai and Yaoi Teasers. Goddess Minekura is the sole creator and owner of Wild Adapter and Araiso..., Executive Committee (don’t expect me to type out the whole title >< Its too fricken long damnit.) I don’t own 7/11 either.... if I did, I would OWN Tokitoh and Kubota *insert evil hentai laugh here*
Summary: Yes yes, dogs and cats DO get along, and quite well I might add.
Gift for my Partner in Crime, Akuma Tenshi! Thanks for all the youkai Hakkai art *_* You are my Goddess of smut art!!!
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Kubota took the smoldering cigarette from between lips curved in the slightest smile as he looked across the futon at his crouching roommate. Tokitoh lifted an eyebrow and sat down with his back against the wall, head resting on the sill of the window at the head of the mattress.
“What? Your looking at me as if your plotting something?” He stretched the fingers of his right hand, the leather glove creaking slightly.
Exhaling slowly a long billow of smoke from his lungs, Kubota merely smiled, eyes closing as he rested his wrist on his raised knee. “Wondering what it would take to make my new cat purr.”
Tokitoh closed his eyes and lifted his chin slightly. “Heh. Kubo-chan, I have been here a year, sleeping in the same bed, and you just now have a boner for me?” Kubota opened his eyes and looked at Tokitoh, Tokitoh opened his own and looked back. “What took so long?”
Kubota chuckled and took the last drag from his cigarette, snubbing it out in the ashtray with the tip of a finger. Tokitoh could never speak anything but the truth, perhaps Kubota was a bit slow at these things, but he never had any interest in humans really. But this cat he had brought home half dead a year ago, for some reason, was different.
His eyes opened lazily again as the futon shifted beneath him. He met the smirk of his cat with a lifted eyebrow, eyes showing a glint of interest in an otherwise unreadable expression. Tokitoh reached across Kubota’s lap and grabbed the backpack he had been using as of late. Pulling out a collar and leash, he grinned at his roommate.
“How long have you had that?” Kubota asked as he lifted his head from the wall to give Tokitoh room to fasten the collar around his throat.
“You are now my dog, if I am your cat. All kept pets need collars, Kubo-chan.”
“The world must be ending if either of us have accepted a master...” Kubota said softly, eyes narrowing as Tokitoh leaned in to kiss him. Kubota’s lips were much softer than Tokitoh expected, the tang of tobacco and the new item of pineapple gum the Seven Eleven had been selling covering them.
Kubota lifted his hand, brushing his fingertips lightly through Tokitoh’s hair, eyes still narrowed and watching the other as they kissed. None of the girls that Sanada had bought for him had ever caught his attention, but this simple stray cat had caught more than his attention, he had stirred things that made Kubota stop and think on curiously on park swings.
The kiss was broken and Tokitoh was leaning back, unbuttoning the longer haired teens shirt, looking over the skin as it slowly revealed itself. Kubota kept his hand in Tokitoh’s hair, sifting gently through the soft strands, simply watching the smaller of the pair lean in to slowly take a taste of his collarbone.
The wet tongue against his skin caused a shock to his groin, making his body respond with a quickening of his heartbeat and a rush of heat. He took a deep breath, lifting his chin as his other hand moved to Tokitoh’s hip, kneading the bony flesh firmly.
Tokitoh removed the rest of the buttons, opening his shirt and grinned. “You could do something you know. I know your libido is practically nil, but...” he put his gloved hand against the slight bulge in Kubota’s pants, teasing the sides with his claws through the glove.
Kubota smiled, feeling the rush of heat through his body again and shrugged his shoulders to remove his shirt, letting it pool around his elbows. He pulled Tokitoh closer, the hand in his hair slipping to curve against the back of his neck. He pressed their lips together tightly, making a soft sound of approval as Tokitoh’s bare fingers played along the leather of the collar, teasing the sensitive flesh of his throat.
It wasn’t that Kubota wasn’t aggressive, he had no need for aggression in this situation. Tokitoh, the most honest of them both would do what his body told him, take what he wanted. Cats were such selfish creatures, Kubota mused as his tongue ran along the soft lips, pressing to gain entrance.
Tokitoh climbed into his lap, straddling and pressing down hard and parted his lips. Their tongues thrust and played against one another as they both started to warm into it more. Hands roamed over bare skin, shirts were shed and tossed haphazardly aside.
The usually cold and expressionless Kubota was flush faced and panting as the kiss finally broke, both gasping hungrily for air. Tokitoh moaned softly, barely audible between pants as their hips began to grind together. It was amazing what a kiss and skin against skin could do to the strongest of men.
Climbing off Kubota’s lap, Tokitoh stood, shedding the last bit of cloth between them, tossing the jeans over his shoulder and then crawled slowly up between Kubota’s legs to rid him of his jeans. Once they were gone, he stopped, looking at the man’s penis, dark eyes wide a moment as he licked his lips.
Kubota lifted a hand to brush dark bangs from Tokitoh’s face, expression curious as he waited to see what his cat would do. He was rewarded with the catlike flick of Tokitoh’s tongue against the tip of his cock, curious and slow. Kubota shuddered, a grunt escaping his lips as curious brown eyes looked up at him and the tongue flicked out to do it again.
Kubota arched his back, hand delving into the soft hair to pull the questing tongue closer. It was then that Tokitoh took the head of his cock into his mouth, applying pressure with his lips at the base of the head. Kubota grunted again, his head hitting the wall with a loud thud as he jerked into the hot wet suction surrounding his cock.
Tokitoh blinked and released the flesh from his mouth, looking up at Kubota. “Don’t knock yourself out,” he said with a smirk, dipping his head again when Kubota gave him a lopsided smile and a non committal sound from his throat.
The smaller man began again, lips wrapping around the hard flesh before he slowly moved his head down, twisting left and right experimentally. Kubota groaned, hips shuddering as he tried to stay still, hands moving over the bare skin available to him. His cold exterior was quickly melting beneath this stray cat’s tongue.
Tokitoh’s nose pressed against his pelvic bone, the hot breath stirring the hairs softly and making him shudder again. Tokitoh lifted his left hand, fingertips wrapping softly around the soft skin at the base of Kubota’s cock, holding it in place, his right held the end of the leash loosely.
Kubota began to move, twisting so he laid down on his side and beside Tokitoh, the chain of the leash moving cold against his heated skin. Turning him also so he lay on his side, half on the futon and half off, Kubota eyed Tokitoh’s cock. Gripping it firmly with his hand, he rubbed his calloused thumb over the weeping tip, pulling slightly as if he were coking his gun. He was rewarded with a deep groan, the vibrations against his cock making his hips jerk into Tokitoh’s mouth, his usually unreadable expression straining, eyebrows furrowed and eyes closed tightly. Leaning forward, he took his lover’s organ into his mouth and imitated what the smaller man was doing to him.
His reward was a mewling growl, the slim hips jerking and thrusting hard into his mouth. He gagged slightly as the head of Tokitoh’s cock hit the back of his throat and his glasses bit into his nose. He took them off, aiming to toss them onto a makeshift table at the end of the mattress. He wasn’t sure if he made it or not, and didn’t care as Tokitoh swallowed the head of his cock, the sensation making him moan against the cock in his own mouth.
Tokitoh’s gloved hand moved to massage Kubota’s hip, kneading the skin over the bone roughly, pushing and pulling the hips against and away from his mouth, his own body fucking the other teen’s mouth. Kubota grunted at the deeper sensations, the links in the chain biting into his skin. Gripping Tokitoh’s hips he tried to hold them still as his lover grew more passionate, selfish in his need to climax.
Kubota could feel his own climax coming, his breath hot and deep against the soft skin of Tokitoh’s groin. The heat was rising rapidly, the tension in his body making him feel wound as tight as a spring. The sounds of pleasure they both were making, deep and growling from his lover, his own subdued and deep, were turning them both on more, urging them to work harder.
Varying pressure, Kubota moved his hand to grip Tokitoh’s ass, kneading the firm flesh tightly, fingertips roaming along the soft skin between, wandering down to press and explore the tight stretch of skin behind the smaller teen’s sac.
Tokitoh groaned loudly against his cock, lifting his upper leg to give Kubota more room as his body stiffened a moment before the thrusting against his mouth continued in earnest. The vibrations from Tokitoh made Kubota’s body stiffen even more, hips jerking out of rhythm for a brief moment.
Tokitoh’s glove moved, urging Kubota to lift his leg also, the hand pressing in the same place Kubotah’s was and they both pressed and explored, teaching and being taught, mentally taking notes as was their way. Best not to miss a thing, it could be a vital bit of information in the future, no matter how insignificant it may seem at the current moment.
Moving his fingers to the puckered ring of muscle, Kubota pressed again, rubbing firmly and was rewarded with a deep moan, a grunt and a hot shot of cum down his throat as Tokitoh climaxed. Tokitoh continued to moan, swallowing deeply his cock, making Kubota’s climax not far behind.
Both shuddered, hips jerking tightly against the other’s lips, trying to milk every last bit of pleasure possible from the other’s mouth. Long moments passed, the two still fucking the other’s face until they finally settled down into slight jerks now and then, breathing hot and fast against the other’s groin.
They backed off each other at the same time, both sitting up slowly to meet half way, kissing again, this time slow and thorough, tasting themselves on the other’s tongue. Lazily, they licked each other’s mouths clean, until they couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.
Lying down on the futon, they stared at the ceiling silently, neither speaking, neither feeling the need to speak. Long moments passed, until Tokitoh lifted his gloved hand and took the leash attached to the collar again, tugging it slightly to make Kubota look at him.
“I can’t remember a time,” he said with a grin. “That I have come that hard.” He gave another slight tug on the leash.
Kubota smiled, his hand reaching between them to take Tokitoh’s ungloved hand in his own and laced their fingers together. “Amnesia will do that to you.”
~owari~
Author: Hentai Tenshi
Warnings: Seemingly pointless references if you don’t know the manga Wild Adapter. Yaoi bordering on senseless sex just to make Kubo-chan and Toki-kun fuck. And yes, there is YAOI! PWP, gift fic. More likely to come (be afraid, be very afraid! Bwahahaha!)
Disclaimer: Tokitoh and Kubota belong to Minekura Kazuya, Goddess of Shounen-ai and Yaoi Teasers. Goddess Minekura is the sole creator and owner of Wild Adapter and Araiso..., Executive Committee (don’t expect me to type out the whole title >< Its too fricken long damnit.) I don’t own 7/11 either.... if I did, I would OWN Tokitoh and Kubota *insert evil hentai laugh here*
Summary: Yes yes, dogs and cats DO get along, and quite well I might add.
Gift for my Partner in Crime, Akuma Tenshi! Thanks for all the youkai Hakkai art *_* You are my Goddess of smut art!!!
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Kubota took the smoldering cigarette from between lips curved in the slightest smile as he looked across the futon at his crouching roommate. Tokitoh lifted an eyebrow and sat down with his back against the wall, head resting on the sill of the window at the head of the mattress.
“What? Your looking at me as if your plotting something?” He stretched the fingers of his right hand, the leather glove creaking slightly.
Exhaling slowly a long billow of smoke from his lungs, Kubota merely smiled, eyes closing as he rested his wrist on his raised knee. “Wondering what it would take to make my new cat purr.”
Tokitoh closed his eyes and lifted his chin slightly. “Heh. Kubo-chan, I have been here a year, sleeping in the same bed, and you just now have a boner for me?” Kubota opened his eyes and looked at Tokitoh, Tokitoh opened his own and looked back. “What took so long?”
Kubota chuckled and took the last drag from his cigarette, snubbing it out in the ashtray with the tip of a finger. Tokitoh could never speak anything but the truth, perhaps Kubota was a bit slow at these things, but he never had any interest in humans really. But this cat he had brought home half dead a year ago, for some reason, was different.
His eyes opened lazily again as the futon shifted beneath him. He met the smirk of his cat with a lifted eyebrow, eyes showing a glint of interest in an otherwise unreadable expression. Tokitoh reached across Kubota’s lap and grabbed the backpack he had been using as of late. Pulling out a collar and leash, he grinned at his roommate.
“How long have you had that?” Kubota asked as he lifted his head from the wall to give Tokitoh room to fasten the collar around his throat.
“You are now my dog, if I am your cat. All kept pets need collars, Kubo-chan.”
“The world must be ending if either of us have accepted a master...” Kubota said softly, eyes narrowing as Tokitoh leaned in to kiss him. Kubota’s lips were much softer than Tokitoh expected, the tang of tobacco and the new item of pineapple gum the Seven Eleven had been selling covering them.
Kubota lifted his hand, brushing his fingertips lightly through Tokitoh’s hair, eyes still narrowed and watching the other as they kissed. None of the girls that Sanada had bought for him had ever caught his attention, but this simple stray cat had caught more than his attention, he had stirred things that made Kubota stop and think on curiously on park swings.
The kiss was broken and Tokitoh was leaning back, unbuttoning the longer haired teens shirt, looking over the skin as it slowly revealed itself. Kubota kept his hand in Tokitoh’s hair, sifting gently through the soft strands, simply watching the smaller of the pair lean in to slowly take a taste of his collarbone.
The wet tongue against his skin caused a shock to his groin, making his body respond with a quickening of his heartbeat and a rush of heat. He took a deep breath, lifting his chin as his other hand moved to Tokitoh’s hip, kneading the bony flesh firmly.
Tokitoh removed the rest of the buttons, opening his shirt and grinned. “You could do something you know. I know your libido is practically nil, but...” he put his gloved hand against the slight bulge in Kubota’s pants, teasing the sides with his claws through the glove.
Kubota smiled, feeling the rush of heat through his body again and shrugged his shoulders to remove his shirt, letting it pool around his elbows. He pulled Tokitoh closer, the hand in his hair slipping to curve against the back of his neck. He pressed their lips together tightly, making a soft sound of approval as Tokitoh’s bare fingers played along the leather of the collar, teasing the sensitive flesh of his throat.
It wasn’t that Kubota wasn’t aggressive, he had no need for aggression in this situation. Tokitoh, the most honest of them both would do what his body told him, take what he wanted. Cats were such selfish creatures, Kubota mused as his tongue ran along the soft lips, pressing to gain entrance.
Tokitoh climbed into his lap, straddling and pressing down hard and parted his lips. Their tongues thrust and played against one another as they both started to warm into it more. Hands roamed over bare skin, shirts were shed and tossed haphazardly aside.
The usually cold and expressionless Kubota was flush faced and panting as the kiss finally broke, both gasping hungrily for air. Tokitoh moaned softly, barely audible between pants as their hips began to grind together. It was amazing what a kiss and skin against skin could do to the strongest of men.
Climbing off Kubota’s lap, Tokitoh stood, shedding the last bit of cloth between them, tossing the jeans over his shoulder and then crawled slowly up between Kubota’s legs to rid him of his jeans. Once they were gone, he stopped, looking at the man’s penis, dark eyes wide a moment as he licked his lips.
Kubota lifted a hand to brush dark bangs from Tokitoh’s face, expression curious as he waited to see what his cat would do. He was rewarded with the catlike flick of Tokitoh’s tongue against the tip of his cock, curious and slow. Kubota shuddered, a grunt escaping his lips as curious brown eyes looked up at him and the tongue flicked out to do it again.
Kubota arched his back, hand delving into the soft hair to pull the questing tongue closer. It was then that Tokitoh took the head of his cock into his mouth, applying pressure with his lips at the base of the head. Kubota grunted again, his head hitting the wall with a loud thud as he jerked into the hot wet suction surrounding his cock.
Tokitoh blinked and released the flesh from his mouth, looking up at Kubota. “Don’t knock yourself out,” he said with a smirk, dipping his head again when Kubota gave him a lopsided smile and a non committal sound from his throat.
The smaller man began again, lips wrapping around the hard flesh before he slowly moved his head down, twisting left and right experimentally. Kubota groaned, hips shuddering as he tried to stay still, hands moving over the bare skin available to him. His cold exterior was quickly melting beneath this stray cat’s tongue.
Tokitoh’s nose pressed against his pelvic bone, the hot breath stirring the hairs softly and making him shudder again. Tokitoh lifted his left hand, fingertips wrapping softly around the soft skin at the base of Kubota’s cock, holding it in place, his right held the end of the leash loosely.
Kubota began to move, twisting so he laid down on his side and beside Tokitoh, the chain of the leash moving cold against his heated skin. Turning him also so he lay on his side, half on the futon and half off, Kubota eyed Tokitoh’s cock. Gripping it firmly with his hand, he rubbed his calloused thumb over the weeping tip, pulling slightly as if he were coking his gun. He was rewarded with a deep groan, the vibrations against his cock making his hips jerk into Tokitoh’s mouth, his usually unreadable expression straining, eyebrows furrowed and eyes closed tightly. Leaning forward, he took his lover’s organ into his mouth and imitated what the smaller man was doing to him.
His reward was a mewling growl, the slim hips jerking and thrusting hard into his mouth. He gagged slightly as the head of Tokitoh’s cock hit the back of his throat and his glasses bit into his nose. He took them off, aiming to toss them onto a makeshift table at the end of the mattress. He wasn’t sure if he made it or not, and didn’t care as Tokitoh swallowed the head of his cock, the sensation making him moan against the cock in his own mouth.
Tokitoh’s gloved hand moved to massage Kubota’s hip, kneading the skin over the bone roughly, pushing and pulling the hips against and away from his mouth, his own body fucking the other teen’s mouth. Kubota grunted at the deeper sensations, the links in the chain biting into his skin. Gripping Tokitoh’s hips he tried to hold them still as his lover grew more passionate, selfish in his need to climax.
Kubota could feel his own climax coming, his breath hot and deep against the soft skin of Tokitoh’s groin. The heat was rising rapidly, the tension in his body making him feel wound as tight as a spring. The sounds of pleasure they both were making, deep and growling from his lover, his own subdued and deep, were turning them both on more, urging them to work harder.
Varying pressure, Kubota moved his hand to grip Tokitoh’s ass, kneading the firm flesh tightly, fingertips roaming along the soft skin between, wandering down to press and explore the tight stretch of skin behind the smaller teen’s sac.
Tokitoh groaned loudly against his cock, lifting his upper leg to give Kubota more room as his body stiffened a moment before the thrusting against his mouth continued in earnest. The vibrations from Tokitoh made Kubota’s body stiffen even more, hips jerking out of rhythm for a brief moment.
Tokitoh’s glove moved, urging Kubota to lift his leg also, the hand pressing in the same place Kubotah’s was and they both pressed and explored, teaching and being taught, mentally taking notes as was their way. Best not to miss a thing, it could be a vital bit of information in the future, no matter how insignificant it may seem at the current moment.
Moving his fingers to the puckered ring of muscle, Kubota pressed again, rubbing firmly and was rewarded with a deep moan, a grunt and a hot shot of cum down his throat as Tokitoh climaxed. Tokitoh continued to moan, swallowing deeply his cock, making Kubota’s climax not far behind.
Both shuddered, hips jerking tightly against the other’s lips, trying to milk every last bit of pleasure possible from the other’s mouth. Long moments passed, the two still fucking the other’s face until they finally settled down into slight jerks now and then, breathing hot and fast against the other’s groin.
They backed off each other at the same time, both sitting up slowly to meet half way, kissing again, this time slow and thorough, tasting themselves on the other’s tongue. Lazily, they licked each other’s mouths clean, until they couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.
Lying down on the futon, they stared at the ceiling silently, neither speaking, neither feeling the need to speak. Long moments passed, until Tokitoh lifted his gloved hand and took the leash attached to the collar again, tugging it slightly to make Kubota look at him.
“I can’t remember a time,” he said with a grin. “That I have come that hard.” He gave another slight tug on the leash.
Kubota smiled, his hand reaching between them to take Tokitoh’s ungloved hand in his own and laced their fingers together. “Amnesia will do that to you.”
~owari~