Sometimes
A Karin One-shot
Sometimes...
Pleasure wracked his small body as the sensation of being embraced took him over, cheeks flushing, lids drooping, mouth opening to utter a shuddering moan of ecstasy. Sometimes... He remembered.
Hands placed gently on the front of his neck, a hard, strong body pushed up against his back, an arm wrapped securely, almost lovingly, around his slender waist, his arms going limp as he felt as though he was floating away. Teeth digging into his neck in a mesmerizing way.
Sometimes...
"A-aaaahhhh~" he cried out, his head tilting back onto the others' shoulder, feeling as though they were being connected, as though all his stress seeping into the mouth attached to the hollow of his neck. "M-ma-..."
Sometimes... He fantasized...
Suddenly, they were on a bed, the arms now fully wrapped around his waist, cries of passion leaving his kiss bruised lips, teeth nipping at his skin, leaving marks, drawing blood, making his head spin as he cried for more, more, more!
Sometimes...
"M-maaka!" he moaned, gasping, breath hitching continuously, with each suck and bite. "P-please-" his attacker smirked against his skin, licking a slow trail up to his chest and making him whine.
"You're such a woman..."
"U-uwah~" was all he could reply, the other having attached himself to one of his nipples. "N-no I'm-"
"My woman..." the other growled possessively. "My strung out girl..." somehow, this made his heart flutter, and, unbidden, words he would never say left his lips.
"Yours~"
"Again?"
"Yours, Maaka..."
"Heh."
Sometimes...
"You'll always be mine, baby..." was whispered in his ear, and he shuddered, turning his head, begging for a kiss, even as he was entered slowly, carefully. "Na? Won't you?"
"Y-yes... always..." he moaned as his neck was bitten, his body relaxing, making it easier to enter. "Always... always always always-"
Sometimes...
He jolted up in bed, body slicked with sweat, eyes wide, heart pounding, breathing heavily, clutching his bed sheets, and most definitely hard. After a moment, he closed his eyes and groaned, lifting his hands up to his face and cupping it in misery, his shoulders tense, neck throbbing in reminiscent pleasure.
"Why?" he murmured to himself, shuddering as he relived the sensations again. "Whywhywhywhy?..."
Sometimes...
"Mmmn..." his attention was brought to the vision of tussled black hair, before the pretty face of the woman he had bedded last night appeared, smiling sleepily, before she pouted. "What's wrong, honey?" she cooed, sliding up and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing exactly where he had kissed, where he had licked, and his member gave a jolt.
"N... Nandemonai..." he murmured, before he eased her back, his body now hovering over the older woman. "Sex. Now."
Always...
"Oooh, you're fisty today~" she moaned, before she kissed him, and he wanted to sob. It wasn't even breaching the pleasure.
Always
What was wrong with him? He wasn't gay! He just wasn't! He thrust into his latest tryst, groaning in her hair, just as soft as he had imagined his to be.
Always
As he came, in his mind, he cried out the man's name, sobbing it needily, feeling his heart wrench and something pull tight, like a string, like he was connected to his roommate from so long ago.
Always be mine, Makoto
Sometimes... He dreamed