Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ca-Si-No! ❯ Hybrid, Bard, and Mercenary ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

(RainbowPretear: Ya' know, the more I think about it, a FanFiction for Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones and Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance would be like an erection: long and hard. Thus, I've aborted that idea and decided to try a MegaMan Zero FanFiccie. [How tomboyish AM I?] So YaoiNova, I might need your help again! And yeast bread, it will be yaoi. Thanks for reading this bulletin, y'all. Proceed, and review afterwards!)
 
“Aolus…”
 
Aolus took his time to swallow and savor his human lover's come before asking, “Do you understand, now, how much beauty you possess?” Mac nodded in response to the elf's question. Aolus reached for his helmet and sword. He fitted the tip of the sword into the grove of the slot for the garnet on his helmet and popped it out. He then used the sword's tip to break the link to the tiny, steel disk at the neck of his half-plate, laying his sword down upon success. After kissing the garnet and disk, he lightly pried open Mac's right hand with his sword hand and placed the two objects into it with his left. Aolus curled Mac's fingers back and brought him into a deep and more-than-passionate kiss. “These are my gifts to you,” he whispered to his aibou bishonen, “I love you, Machiovelli, and I want you to visit me whenever you'd like to. Promise?” (A/N: “Aibou bishonen” = pretty-boy lover. [I don't know how right I am about that one, though…])
 
Mac smiled and brought his arms around Aolus' nudity. He nodded and kissed his knight. “I love you too, Aolus, and I promise to visit you again soon.”
 
Aolus got to his feet and lowered his hand for his longhaired flame. Mac took Aolus' offered hand and rose to his feet. He snuggled into the Celtic Guardian's chest. An affectionate hug was given to him in return. Mac didn't seem to mind the malodorous sweat rolling down Aolus' Herculean pecs and abs. In fact, he got so high off of it that, if he was an apothecary, he'd have to have sex with the Celtic Guardian every day in order to stay in business. (NOTICE: I am not to be held responsible foranyone stupidenough to drug-dealhis lover's sweat.[I do NOT bail out strangers, nor will Iever! ])
 
“Let's get dressed now, aiboushonen,” the Celf proposed, combing Mac's long hair with his fingers, “I'll introduce you to the other monsters of your deck.” Mac nodded and parted with Aolus briefly to put on and zip up his jeans. “Wait, Machiovelli,” Aolus bid the boy. He bent over and swept his cape up from under his cream-colored training pants and thick, leather battle boots. He flapped it in the air a few times with such vigor that it made hard WHAP sounds. (Wow… [sarcastically] Big deal!) “Here,” he said, walking behind Mac, “Just cover yourself with this. Leave your upper body bare.” Aolus tied his indigo cape around his human partner, then kissed his cheek. “Before I leave your body to the hands and genitals of complete satyrs, please grant me the honor of being the first to settle inside you, Machiovelli,” he requested in his deeper, even more erotic tone.
 
Without hesitation, Mac decided, “Of course, Aolus.”
 
Aolus reached around Mac's waist and picked at something. Mac slowly closed his eyes with a smile on his face when he heard the low zzzzp sound coming from his crotch. A sigh escaped him while Aolus slowly lowered the denim. He moaned his Celf-lover's name as his Lucky-7-inch erection popped out of his jeans. Once the ass before him was exposed, Aolus instructed the boy to get down onto his elbows and knees. Mac obeyed. Aolus reached underneath the elder one from behind and grasped the hanging penis. After working it for a while, he finally got Mac to come in his hand. Aolus then coated his mighty length with his beloved's ejected semen. He sighed the human's name, gasping halfway. He lifted the cape to admire Mac's divine, muscled ass. He kneeled upright to ready himself, then lunged his massive, sperm-lubricated hard-on into his uke's anus.
 
“Now, no matter who makes love to you, I'M the one who claimed your chastity.”
 
Mac broke out into a heavy sweat. The Celf's great cock felt incredible inside him. He felt beautiful, just like he was told he was. Aolus grabbed Mac's shoulders to use as leverage. Mac reached up with one hand and touched the one on the corresponding (?) shoulder. Aolus then brought Mac into an affectionate handhold.