For my princess! *blows a smooch and ducks flying objects* xD Anyways, I hope you like it. :3 I'll try to work on chapter 2 of that other fic, too...
Kaito: D: *bawls* Master, it hurts! *opens his arms up in a hug-me pose, lips trembling as he cries big, clear tears* Please comfort me... ;o; Other Master was so mean to me today. ;.;
"Today sucks!" Len sighed and kicked a pebble, sending it flying off into the road as he walked home. Not only had the girl he had been crushing on totally blown him off when he'd smiled at her earlier in the day, but the science test he'd studied for had come back with a crappy grade, all thanks to one of his friends giving him the wrong notes to study. It was probably an accident, but it sucked all the same.
"I'm home," Len called out as he closed the front door to the house and kicked his shoes off haphazardly. There was another pair of shoes, neatly lined up, that he didn't recognize. 'Must be some company over, or something,' the blonde teen thought to himself, uninterested.
"Ah, here he is," Len's mom smiled indulgently down at her son as he entered the living room. An older boy stood up quickly, his shining blue hair catching Len's eye as he smiled over. "Len, this is Kaito. I have to go out to take care of some things for tonight, so he's going to be watching you while I'm gone."
"What?" Len asked stupidly, then realizing that the boy, who probably wasn't more than a few years older than Len himself, was his babysitter, imbued his tone with outrage. "Wait. Are you fucking kidding me?! You got me a babysitter? Do you even know how old I am?"
"Len! Language!" His mom said in a sharp tone, and Len bit his tongue, glared furiously at the young man who was standing awkwardly, still trying to smile at the blonde-haired teen. "Kaito's staying. This isn't a discussion. Just be a good boy and get along with each other while I'm gone. Understand me?"
Filled with bitterness, Len nodded shortly and refused to look his mom in the eyes, dropping his backpack down on the couch with an angry 'fwump.'
"Good," she said, as if satisfied. "Now. There's plenty of stuff in the kitchen to make dinner with. You boys behave yourselves, and I'll be back before nine. Okay?" Glancing at Kaito and smiling encouragingly, the other boy nodded back.
"Thank you, Ms. Kagamine," The bluenette replied in a polite voice. Len glanced over briefly.
'He's got a nice voice. Between that and his looks, I'll bet he doesn't have any problems picking girls up,' the blonde male thought ungraciously with a little, begrudging admiration that he refused to admit. Len relaxed his posture a bit and sunk into the couch, flipping on the TV. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to hang out with this guy. As long as he ignored the stupid fact that Kaito was hired to keep him out of trouble, he didn't seem so bad at first glance.
Len's mom waved goodbye, grabbed her purse and keys, and closed the door behind her on her way out. After the sound of the car had faded from the driveway, Kaito walked over to Len and stood by the couch.
"Do you... ah, have any homework, Len-kun?" The bluenette asked in a friendly tone. Len glanced over, a little annoyed that the guy didn't just sit down and chill.
"Yeah, probably," the blonde teenager answered noncommittally.
"Well, we should work on that first, before watching TV. Right? Don't you think so?" Kaito smiled encouragingly down at the younger boy. Len's lukewarm expression cooled rapidly as he stared the blue-haired man down.
"You're kidding me. Right?" Len asked in a flat voice. He clicked the remote 'off' and turned his full attention to the guy in front of him, crossing one leg over the other and cocking his head with an expression of displeasure on his face. "Do you think I can't do both things without someone hovering over me to tell me what to do and when to do it? How old do you think I am, anyways?"
"Ah.." The blue-haired man sweatdropped. "I... 12, maybe?" He guessed, grasping at straws. "How about this? Why don't we leave the TV off, and we can play a game together? When the game's done, then it's homework time. What do you say?"
His earlier irritation was back in full force as Len resisted the urge to give the guy a vicious, smart-assed reply... barely. "Twelve. Twelve? Are you serious? And I don't even know you; so why the hell would I let you tell me what to do? Maybe you can answer me that."
"Oh, ah... I'm sorry! Right, I didn't introduce myself properly, after all. I know your mom told you my name, but it's a little hard to remember, right? I'm Kaito. But, if it's too hard, you can just call me nii-chan!" The bluenette gave Len a sunny smile that transformed his handsome face into something adorable. But the cute visual was lost on the younger boy.
Len was pissed. First being instructed on homework, then being called a twelve-year old, now this guy wanted him to use a cutesy nickname with a -chan suffix? The blonde teenager's countenance darkened visibly with anger, but Kaito didn't seem to notice.
"So, now that we've gotten to know each other, how about that game? I'm really good at them, but maybe you can beat me. How about... hide and seek? Or we could play cops and robbers? What do you think, Len-kun?" Kaito cocked his head and smiled that cute, sunny smile again.
Len's hands clenched hard, his knuckles going white. Baby games. This dude really thinks I'm some little brat!? Seething in resentment, his light blue eyes hatefully took in the sight of Kaito's slim, toned body, bent over with his hands on his thighs, smiling down at him and talking to him like he was a kindergartener.
"Okay," Len's quiet voice replied silkily, suddenly too agreeable. "Let's do that. Cops and robbers? Okay."
Kaito flashed another cute little grin, and straightened up. "Alright! Do you want to be the cop, or the robber, Len-kun?"
"I'll be the cop," The teenager decided quickly. "And you... you can be in jail. 'Nii-chan.'" Len smirked slightly, his crystal blue eyes hard with the barely repressed anger. Kaito nodded his agreement, and held his hand out like it was a fake gun, with his index finger and thumb cocked out and pointed.
"I'm going to get you, Len-kun!" Kaito announced grandly, sweeping his arms widely. "You will never get me! I am invincible!"
Len's small smirk blossomed into a full-fledged one as he swiftly moved over to the bluenette and tugged his long scarf away from his neck. The fabric slid over Kaito's shoulder and Len held it in his hands, his white teeth flashing in the semblance of a smile at the older man.
"Uh... what are you doing?" Kaito asked uncertainly. "Aren't you going to try to 'catch' me? You're the sheriff."
"I am 'catching' you," Len replied, darkly cheerful, friendly hatred in his light voice. "I'm putting you in jail." Wrapping the scarf tightly around Kaito's hands, Len tied them firmly to the decorative steel door handle. It was a single metal piece; the slender bluenette would have a hard time struggling free from it. Kaito blinked, a frown fluttering over his face.
"Uh... usually, when you play this game, the main part of the game is catching the villain, Len-kun. Not just putting him in jail right away. But- ah- I guess... it's okay to do it this way, too?" Kaito caught himself, and adjusted what he started to say, in an effort to ingratiate himself to the younger boy. "But, um... that's... a little too tight, Len-kun. Please, can you loosen it a little?"
"No. Because you're in jail," Len answered. Satisfied that the binding was strong and tight enough, Len flashed another too-white grin at his babysitter, and reached out his hands to unbuckle the bluenette's belt.
"What are you doing?" Kaito's voice was starting to sound alarmed as he squirmed and struggled slightly against the scarf. "Len!"
Unzipping the older man's pants, Len touched his slim body with familiarity and smirked as he slid both pants and underwear down to Kaito's ankles, before responding simply, "Prison rape."
The bluenette's eyes bulged out of his head in horror and disbelief and yanked hard at his bindings, voice suddenly panicked. "This isn't funny! Len! Let me out! Stop!"
The blonde teen resisted the dark urge to laugh at the older man, his interested eyes taking in Kaito's pale, perfectly smooth body. The guy really was beautiful. Touching against the gentle curves of his babysitter's small, soft butt, Len trailed his fingers inwardly, touched against the tiny pucker of his back entrance. Pressed the finger forwards curiously, to dip just the tip inside.
Kaito cried out and tried to squirm away. He was shaking in fear, his blue eyes wide. "Please. No, Len. You have to stop. You have to stop! Don't do this."
"It's okay, 'nii-chan,'" Len answered quietly. "After all, we're playing a game together, aren't we? I just thought I'd make it a little more age-appropriate. I'm not some little kid, you know. I'm in high school, for crying out loud."
Pushing the finger in deeper, wiggling it around a little, the sensation of intense heat and even more intense, squeezing tightness was fascinating. Len ignored Kaito's struggles and his alarmed cries as he explored deeper inside the bluenette's depths, stretching him out and loosening him up, little by little.
"I wonder if this would feel like doing it with a girl?" Len wondered aloud. Kaito's legs quivered. Tears rose up in his helpless blue eyes.
"Please. Please. Stop. Stop, Len! You can't do this. I'll... I'll tell your mom, you'll get in trouble!" Kaito resorted to baby tactics again, as if they would work on a guy of Len's age. Len couldn't help it, he laughed, his hatred coming back to slam inside of his heart in full force.
"Go ahead," the blonde boy replied carelessly. "Go ahead and tell anybody you want how the little 'twelve-year-old' you babysat raped your fucking brains out while you were playing cops and robbers with him."
The blonde teen unzipped his own pants with a small, metallic "zurr" sound. Spitting into his palm, Len slicked the moisture thinly on his erection and aimed himself towards Kaito's backside. The wide blue eyes widened comically further, as Kaito shrieked and tried to thrash away.
"No! No! Len, no!" The bluenette yelled out in a panic, over and over again. "A...aaaghh!"
Len's cock pushed the first little bit inside. 'Fuck, it's tight!' he thought to himself in amazement, a drop of sweat beading on the side of his forehead as he continued to push inwards. Kaito stilled his struggles and began to sob, his trembling legs trying to remain as still as possible as if it would stop the sensations of pain and tearing as Len pushed further inside, either oblivious or uncaring of the torment he was causing the older male.
"S-stop, god, stop, please. Len, please! No!" Kaito cried out in a voice thick with tears. His face was wet and glistening, and his mouth wobbled in a terrified, agonized little "o" that Len found decidedly charming, as the bluenette looked hopelessly over his shoulder and begged in pained, horrified despair.
"Good, nii-chan. You're perfectly in character, aren't you? Now that I've caught you and tied you up and put you in prison, you get to be my prison bitch," Len said with a distracted grin, his expression going lax with pleasure as he pushed forwards again, his eyes shuttering for a moment in bliss.
Kaito let out a strangled yell. Choking on his own tears, he whimpered and let out a pained keen as Len moved his hips slowly, forcefully, back and forth in and out of his tight, silky hole. Breathing quietly, Len rested his head against the bluenette's still-clothed back, feeling the gentle heat from his skin against his face.
"This feels fucking amazing, Kaito," Len whispered, voice aching, as he pushed forwards again, again, again. The bluenette was letting out loud, broken sobs and had hung his head defeatedly downwards, his beautiful blue hair spilling forwards to hide his face as his body trembled, violated by the younger teen.
"Please stop... please... stop..." The bluenette whimpered again and again, shaking, crying. "It hurts. Please, it hurts."
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum. It's okay if I do it inside, right, 'nii-chan'?" Len struggled to keep his breath; the squeezing, wonderful sensations of tightness were so intense and strong. "It's not like I'm going to get you pregnant, so it's okay if I cream inside of you... like you're some kind of snack cake. It's delicious enough... I'll make you into a twinkie of my very own," the blonde laughed at his own lame joke, lightheaded.
"No, no no, no!" Kaito wailed and tried to struggle again, weakly. His scarf wouldn't let him free, and the tears painting his face made him look beautiful and utterly fragile. "Stop! No, no! No!"
"Fuck!" The movement of Kaito's hips, the squeezing from him struggling... the increased stimulation put Len into overdrive, and he slammed his hips forwards suddenly, helpless to stop. He needed this. He needed to cum, needed to do it inside the sexy, blue-haired little 'prison bitch.' There was no way he was letting Kaito get away without being thoroughly fucked and claimed, now.
Kaito screamed. The increased, brutal movements ripped him apart from the inside. He could feel tearing, feel the welling of slick, lubricating blood spilling out of his anal passageway, to ease the force of the fuck as Len bucked into him viciously, again and again, regardless of Kaito's screams and struggles. The scarf bit into the flesh of his wrists and left dark, brutal marks, but still, the bluenette couldn't get away.
"No! No! NO NO! NO!" Kaito shrieked again and again, moving his hips in a panic, doing everything he could to squirm away, as Len let out a strangled moan behind him and grasped his hips hard enough to bruise, pulsing in a horrible, strong, intimate way that Kaito could physically feel in his depths. Shooting out thick, burning spunk deeply into the older man's injured insides.
"Oh... oh, fuck," Len panted, his own body shaking from the force of his orgasm. He pulled out slowly, carefully, a string of ejaculate tinged with red following his cock out in a gooey, slimy manner. The blonde boy laughed nervously in relief, closing his eyes briefly from the echo of bliss as he gingerly wiped himself off on the tail of Kaito's shirt. His cock was still really sensitive from cumming.
"You're really, really good, 'nii-chan,'" Len grinned lopsidedly, his skin buzzing weirdly. He took a long, deep breath, feeling the deep relaxation steal over his body, making it feel almost leaden.
Kaito cried, legs buckling, his head hung low. Len watched as a small quantity of red-tinged white trickled out of the bluenette's sexy back entrance, as the bluenette hung by his exhausted arms from the steel door handle. He didn't bother to untie Kaito, and instead flopped himself back down on the couch, zipper still open lewdly as he flipped the TV back on bonelessly with one hand.
The older man could feel the fluids on his thighs and behind starting to dry in the cool air of the house, and he shivered and cried harder as his charge nodded off into a satisfied little nap on the couch, the sounds of the TV going in the background.