Pairing: ronald x undertaker
Request: ut having fun with intoxicated ronald? (From Motomori)
Warnings: A little OOC cuz, well, he's drunk :3 Anyway, this kinda follows the anime and not the manga.
Disclaimer: ME NO OWN KUROSHITSUJI. IF I DID, SEBBY WOULD HAVE ALREADY RAPED CIEL MANY TIMES XD
A/N: BEFORE WE START :D Hello there Its IzumiYuu here with her first fanfic :) This might turn into a multi-chapter if i have the time, and for those who intend to follow, i do take very long to update so please don't hate me OKAY i shall stop my little rant here and move on to the story yeah? Enjoy~ :D
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Drunk
It was one of those wild parties again. The tenth one since he actually moved back in to the Library due to William's relentless pestering. Undertaker could hear the loud music as it blasted from the main hall of the building, even though his room was a good distance away from it. Sighing, he put down the book he had been reading and removed the hairpin he had used to keep his bangs from his pale, scarred face. He chuckled in one of his trademark crazy giggles as he put on his long, grey coat with sleeves that were way to long for him and put on his old top hat.
'Ahh, what was that saying those people always say… was it, "If you can't beat them, join them"? He he, since I can't stop them, why not join them, eh? After all, it is New Year's eve.' The eccentric man thought to himself as he made his way to the main hall. He knew he could not blame them, they were youngsters after all. He chuckled again as he started to remember the days a few centuries ago, when he had been their age. He too used to spend a lot of time partying and having fun in the Shinigami library when he did not have a mission.
When he arrived at the main hall, the party was already in full swing and, to his surprise; there were actually coloured strobe lights on while rest of the room was dark. He could vaguely make out a few couples making out and a few other younger reapers dancing on a makeshift dance floor. He could also smell the distinct odour of booze and hard liquor, something he was sure William would not approve of. Yet, he had no qualms about it. It always entertained him how William would get angry at trivial things like this.
Slipping past a few young reapers, he managed to grab a seat somewhere by the wall. He realized he had a perfect view of the centre of the dance floor where he saw Grell pole dancing with what seemed like William's death scythe. Ahh, that redhead never ceased to amuse him. Just when will that ice-block William know that the red-haired reaper had caused him endless trouble just because he actually liked him?
At that point of time, a certain blonde had plopped into a seat next to him and practically passed out in his lap. Shocked as he was, he remained speechless for a few moments before he addressed the youth.
"Err, Ronald Knox-san? Are you alright?"
A few slurred replies came from the youth as he snuggled deeper into his new, comfortable pillow and buried his face in the most inappropriate of places, causing Undertaker to blush, for the first time in his life, out of surprise.
He then tried to rouse the youth again before things started to escalate. He knew that something would go wrong if Ronald continued to have his face there; after all, he had taken quite an unusual liking to the enthusiastic boy (to his own surprise).
However, his efforts were to no avail as the young man stirred, only causing Undertaker to feel even more uncomfortable with the current situation. However, the ancient reaper knew better than to give in to his carnal needs. He was not a respected reaper for nothing. He continued to sit there, motionless as he allowed the young man to have a nap in his lap. He could smell the odour of alcohol on the youth as he continued to mumble incoherent things in his drunken slumber. Out of both curiosity and boredom, Undertaker started to study Ronald's features. He had flawless skin that was bright red from the alcohol, and his shirt was half unbuttoned. Undertaker could see strong, defined collar bones framed by the loose white shirt he was wearing, and part of his young, boyish chest. He also noticed that Ronald had pink, full lips that opened and closed slightly as he breathed, and Undertaker suddenly had a desire to have it somewhere else.
It was then he decided he could not take it anymore. For the third time, he tried to wake Ronald and finally succeeded. He gave a dark chuckle as Ronald awoke from his little nap, still as drunk as before.
"Undertaker-sempai? What are you doing here? You want to have a little fun?" He asked innocently as he giggled non-stop, resting his head on the elder's shoulder. The latter's response, however, was not as innocent as Ronald's question.
"I want to have more than just a little fun. Why not we go to my room ne~, my cute kouhai?" He giggled darkly as he put his arm around Ronald and lead him out of the noisy hall and toward the dorm rooms.
He carefully let Ronald sit in the armchair he had been using just half an hour ago before he went to lock the room door. He really did not want anybody to interrupt him. Not now. Not anyone. He giggled a little before he sauntered toward the younger male. Bracing himself against the armrests, he loomed over the lean and slightly smaller frame of the youth before he began to speak.
"Ne~, Kouhai. You have broken one of the rules yet again, no? I'm sure Will-chan would be awfully angry if he hears that you have been drinking, ne? Saa, I wonder if I should report this matter to him, hmm?"
Shocked, even in his drunken stupor, Ronald shot up and gripped Undertaker's coat tightly as he shook his head quickly.
"NO! Please, don't tell him. I don't want to have over time. Not when I can finally-" Ronald stopped himself mid-sentence as he suddenly realized what he was about to say. He almost revealed his deepest, darkest secret to him!
"Can finally what, my cute kouhai?" The older of the two inquired as he cocked his head to the side. However, the other remained quiet as he turned his head away while a blush, further accentuated by the aftereffects of alcohol, crept into his boyish face. Unhappy with the answer he received, Undertaker frowned before he said,
"I guess I shall tell Will-chan after all ne, Kouhai?"
Ronald's eyes widened as he quickly tugged on the coat again so that their faces were merely inches apart.
"Please, I beg of you. Don't tell him. I'll do whatever want!" The younger blurted out in desperation as he continued to hold the other close to him by the coat. Undertaker smirked as he pretended to consider the youth's offer.
"Whatever I want, hmm? Well, I want to have fun with you alone. I'm sure you can accomplish that, no?"
With that, he grabbed Ronald's wrists and forced him to release his coat before he moved away to sit down on his bed.
"Now, let's play a game. You have to find some candy I had hidden in my mouth. If you do, I will let you have it, hmm?" The grey haired man challenged as he smirked, waiting for the younger's reply.
"Eheh. That's easy."
Wonderful. He fell for it. The elder of the two chuckled as he watched the younger blonde stumble towards him and straddle the elder's lap before dipping his head down to plant pink lips on his own. He reveled in the feel as the younger just held his lips against his own for a few moments. Then, he started move. He opened his mouth and slipped his warm tongue to trace the seam of Undertaker's lips, silently asking for entrance. His eyes were screwed tight and his face was a bright red that reminded Undertaker of Grell's hair. 'So cute,' Undertaker thought as he opened his own mouth, allowing the wet muscle to enter while as the same time moving his tongue against it.
A fight for dominance ensued as tongues battled each other, and being the more experienced one, the elder's won. He slipped his tongue into Ronald's wet cavern and started to explore. He tasted alcohol, and something else. Something sweet and tangy that reminded him greatly of citrus fruits. Something that was distinctively Ronald. He ran his tongue against the roof of Ronald's mouth and traced patterns along his teeth, causing the younger to give an involuntary moan in pleasure. However, Ronald did not just allow Undertaker to continue his ministrations. Instead, he slid his tongue against the elder's and stroked it before sliding it deeper into the other's mouth. Even in his drunken state, he still could register Undertaker's taste in his mind. He moved his tongue around the elder's mouth fervently in an attempt to find the hidden "candy", only to no avail.
Undertaker smirked as he continued to kiss the blonde. Ahh, so he found out. But it's not going to end yet, he he he…
Swiftly, he flipped them without breaking the kiss so that Ronald was pinned to the bed while Undertaker deepened the kiss. "Mmmm…" Ronald sighed as his wrists were held tightly against the soft bed while the ancient reaper continued to kiss him eagerly. It was only minutes later that Undertaker pulled away from the kiss to allow both of them to take in much needed oxygen. While he did, he stared at the beautiful youth beneath him. Hands pinned to the sides of his head, kiss swollen lips, red-dusted cheeks and the rapid rise and fall of his chest. He also noticed that the blonde's pupils have dilated to great proportions; you could hardly see any more of the lime green that was characteristic to only reapers. It was a beautiful and arousing sight. So much so that Undertake decided it would be for his eyes only.
Slowly, he leant down and licked the shell of the younger's ear, sending a delightful shiver down his spine. He then moved to nibble on his earlobe, at the same time enjoying every mewl and moan that the blonde made in response to the action. He could hear every pant that he made, hear every time he tried to muffle the shameful, pleasured noised he made by biting his lip. It was beyond enjoyable. Letting go of the young man's earlobe, he whispered to him, "You have done a wonderful job, my cute kouhai. Now I shall give you a reward, ne?"
And then, he got up to kneel on the bed with Ronald still beneath him so that he could remove his long coat. Taking the opportunity that he was finally released, the younger of the two shot up into a sitting position and started to quickly tug and pull at Undertaker's coat; even whining in frustration when he could not manage to get it off.
The older of the two chuckled as he quickly got the job done by himself, leaving the tight-fitting robe and his pants on. "Impatient aren't you, my cute kouhai?" He chuckled as he got off the bed completely, only to move toward the headboard and sit on the bed in a way that he was leaning against it.
"You can come get your candy now, my cute kouhai. But you still have to beg me to get it, ne?" Undertaker drawled out as he folded his arms across his surprisingly well-sculpted chest.
Ronald's response?
He crawled. He crawled toward the elder in a way that was inhumanly sexy, batting his eyelids in a way that caused heat to rush toward Undertaker's nether regions. Of course, he knew that there would be no candy. But he did know perfectly well what his "treat" was going to be.
"Please? May I have my candy, Sempai?" The blonde practically moaned as he crawled into Undertaker's lap, looking up at him with a flushed face and eyes filled with desire and lust that could not be obscured behind his boyishly round glasses. He was still drunk. The elder knew perfectly well how wrong this was, but it felt so right. He knew Ronald would most probably run to the opposite end of the realm if he were to find out what Undertaker had done to him. But now, he could care less. He was too far gone now. Both of them were.
Ronald climbed into Undertaker's lap, his kiss-swollen lips immediately latching themselves onto a patch of skin of Undertaker's pale neck. Smirking, the elder licked the shell of the younger's ear before replying, "You would have to get it yourself."
Before he knew it, eager hands where undoing his belt and the zipper was pulled down within seconds. Tugging at his pants, the younger pulled them down so that they were below his hip, and that he could have easy access to his "reward". His eyes widened in surprise when he noticed how huge the other was. However, he was not going to refuse his treat. He licked the head of the older reaper's growing erection, tasting it as well as teasing it. He then ran his tongue on the underside from base to tip, earning a pleasured hiss from the older reaper. He giggled when he heard it before he engulfed the head of the thick shaft with his hot, wet mouth. Taking it as far as he could, he flattened his tongue against the underside of the older reaper's member before he started to bob his head, eliciting a pleased groan from above the same time he started. Long, slender fingers threaded through his gold-and-black locks, stroking his head as he continued to suck on his new "lollipop". At the same time, he began to swiftly pump the parts where he could not reach with his mouth, stroking the hardened flesh with much enthusiasm.
Then, he took it all the way in until it touched the back of his throat, trying to control himself so that gag reflex would not kick in, and swallowed. The fingers that were on his tender scalp tightened their hold and he felt long, sharp nail dig into the skin, causing him to moan while he continued to bob his head up and down. This caused the older reaper to throw his head back in ecstasy as he groaned in utmost pleasure from the vibrations that his nether regions felt.
Undertaker felt the tightening feeling in his abdomen and he knew that he was near. He cannot climax yet. Not before the other does. Before he could climax, he quickly removed the younger man's mouth from himself and caught him in a sweet lip-lock. He could taste himself on Ronald, and he felt the younger shiver in delight when he started to moved his hands up and down his back, caressing him through the fabric of the white shirt before his hands moved to the few buttons that were actually done. Within seconds, the offending article of clothing was removed; leaving the whole of Ronald's torso exposed to his bright green eyes hidden from the younger's view by his long bangs.
Ah, what a wonderful sight. Undertaker could not take his eyes away from the younger man that was sitting in his lap, looking away in embarrassment. He was thin and sinewy, and his skin was a beautiful pale colour that somehow contrasted from his sickly pale skin tone. What made the ancient reaper even more excited was the fact that the youth's pert, pink nipples were already hard even though there had been absolutely no stimulation.
"You're a naughty one ne~, my cute kouhai. Look, your nipples are already hard even though nobody touched them. He he he… how very lewd of you…" Undertaker told the youth as his hands began to caress the newly revealed skin, coming to a stop at one of the pert nipples before he took it between two fingers and gently squeezed.
"Ahh~N-n-no… that's not-ah! T-true…" The younger managed to stutter in a mix of pleasured moans and mewls. His back arched as he enjoyed the wonderful sensation, feeling a pleasurable tingle go down his spine.
"He he he… are you sure? Look at yourself drowning in pleasure as I touch your pink nipples. It feels great, no?" Undertaker giggled as he continued with his ministrations, never once taking his eyes of the beautiful youth that was writhing in pleasure right in front of him. Then, he dove down and started to suck on the neglected nipple, causing Ronald to arch his back even more and grip the ancient reaper's shoulders tightly with his hands.
"Ah~~ No more… Ah! P-p-please… Mmh… " The younger moaned loudly before he bit on his bottom lip to prevent anymore shameful and embarrassing noises out. His grip on Undertaker's shoulders tightened as he hoped that the other would cease the blissful touches and sucking, even though he loved it. He wanted more. Much, much more.
Finally, Undertaker stopped. He looked up into Ronald's glassy eyes, searching for approval. 'Did he dislike it? Had he sobered up?' These thoughts immediately raced through his mind as he started to worry for the reason the youth had asked him to stop. However, he saw no apprehension, no dislike nor disapproval in the young blonde's eyes. He only saw lust and want… and something else he could not put a finger on.
Still panting, the younger of the two started to clumsily unbutton the other's tight fitting robe, his hands shivering from nervousness. At this point, Undertaker decided to step in and he removed the robe within a matter of minutes, revealing his pale, muscled torso for the other to see.
Ronald's eyes widened in surprised as he eyed the scars that were littered on the lean torso. How much injuries had the man before him gone through to get to where he was today? Although none of those scars had been his fault, Ronald felt hurt and somewhat guilty for every one of them. Tentatively, he bent down and started to kiss them one by one, hoping to, in a way, remove some of the pain that had been caused. He traced them with his lips and tongue, gently touching with his slim fingers. When he was done, he looked up again with pleading eyes, pleading Undertaker to carry on.
Of course, the other was more than happy to oblige.
Swiftly, he pushed the other down so that he was looming over the youth's slightly smaller form on all fours. Dipping his head down, he started to kiss the younger man's neck, choosing a sensitive area to nip and suck on. Ronald gasped loudly at the feel, instinctively wrapping his arms around the ancient reaper's neck while he tipped his head to the side, allowing the elder more access to his pale, flawless skin. At the same time, Undertaker's hands busied themselves as he started to unbuckled the blonde's belt, swiftly pulling it out of the loops and undoing both the button and the zipper. He pulled away from the younger's neck, and was rather pleased of himself when he saw a mark forming at the same spot he had been sucking at. Then, with quick movements, he pulled of the black pants the young man had been wearing along with his boxer shorts, leaving him completely naked. Ronald's arousal stood proudly as it was released from the confines of his pants, making the young man feel extremely abashed and self-conscious. Out of instinct, he moved to cover himself and turn his head away from Undertaker, screwing his eyes shut while he allowed the elder to study the newly revealed skin. However, his hands were pulled away while he felt a warm hand on his cheek, turning him so that he was looking at the other.
"Don't hide from me," was all Undertaker said, in a soft raspy voice, before he started to pleasure the younger male. He planted butterfly kisses all across Ronald's torso as his head moved southward, sucking a little here and licking a bit there. The elder ran his tongue along the other's stomach before dipping it into his navel; eliciting a soft gasp from the younger. His talented tongue continued to move southward, teasing the blonde's sensitive skin until he reached his destination. Without any hesitation, he engulfed the younger's member, sucking on the swollen head while licking at the slit, tasting the clear liquid that was leaking out. He then bobbed his head, occasionally twisting it and running his tongue up and down the hardened organ, causing the younger to arch his back in pure ecstasy. Using his long nails, he ran his fingers up and down the youth's chest, creating red trails in their wake while at the same time causing the younger to shiver in delight. His fingers then started to rub on a pert, pink nub, rolling it between his fingers then gently squeezing on it. The younger responded greatly to this treatment, moaning loudly in pleasure as his hands flew to grip on the soft sheets below him. The blush on his face was growing more prominent by the minute, not due to the alcohol but instead, due to arousal. As the older of the two continued his ministrations, he put three of his long, sharp-nailed fingers before Ronald's mouth, prodding at his kiss-swollen lips and urging him to suck on them. The younger, of course, did get the message, but he had absolutely no idea what it was for. His mind was already too clouded with lust to allow him to think.
Taking in the skinny digits, he lapped at them eagerly and wet every one of them, making sure all three of them were covered with his saliva. He ran his tongue against them again and again, tasting the elder's skin and trying to register the memory of that taste in his mind. At this point of time, he started to feel the tightening in his abdomen as the wet heat around his member continued to move. His movements started to become jerky as he quickly grabbed on to Undertaker's arm that was holding onto his waist. "I... I can't t-t-take it… any… mmm..more… Ah!" He moaned as he tried to push the elder away in a futile effort. However, the elder did not stop as he was expected to. Instead, he started to move faster, and he sensed the younger male's body starting to jerk involuntarily. Ronald gripped tightly onto grey tresses as he felt himself getting near, his breaths coming out in uneven pants.
"Ah! U-u-Undert-t-taker-sempai… AH~" He screamed in pleasure as he released into the hot, moist heat the surrounded him, and the elder's mouth was filled with thick, creamy syrup. Contented, the elder swallowed whatever he had in his mouth and giggled, causing the younger of the two to blush. "You shouldn't eat that…" The young blond mumbled as he shifted uncomfortably, turning away as he realized what he had done.
"Why not? It's sweet." He chuckled again before he held the younger blonde in a tight embrace before placing him in his lap. "Now, it's your turn to give me some fun…" He said darkly as he plunged one of his saliva-slickened fingers into the younger's virgin entrance from behind. The blonde's eyes widened in surprise as his back arched and his mouth opened in a silent scream. He could feel the finger prodding inside him, as if they were searching for something. He could also feel the long nails against his inner walls, causing him to feel a little pain and discomfort. Screwing his eyes shut, he groaned in discomfort as the older of the two inserted the second finger. His entrance tightened around the digits as they started to move in and out of his hole, prepping him for what is about to come.
"Bear with it. It'll feel good soon…" Undertaker whispered in the blonde's ear as he allowed him to wrap his arms around his own neck while he started to move his fingers in a scissoring motion. Then, he added the third finger, making the stretching even more uncomfortable for the younger of the two. By now, deep red welts have formed on the elder's back as Ronald clawed it, trying to forget the painful stretching taking place below. He leant against the elder's shoulder, his breathing shallow and teeth gritted as he tried to relax his muscles and aid the stretching process. Suddenly, he felt Undertaker's fingers hit something within him which made him feel extreme pleasure and caused his vision to go white. He screamed in ecstasy as the elder managed to hit the ball of nerves again, his back once again arched in beautiful curve.
'Ah, so I've found it.' Undertaker thought to himself in glee as he continued to stretch the younger male with his fingers, making sure to hit his sweet spot every time he thrust his fingers in. By now the younger was already fully erect for the second time that night, the pleasure he received from touching his sweet spot causing him to feel increasingly turned on. However, Ronald still craved more.
"Ah~ U-Undertaker-ah! P-p-please…. Ngh… M-more… ah~" Ronald begged as fingers continued to thrust in and out of his entrance, biting his lip whenever he moaned in pleasure.
Of course, Undertaker was more than willing to fulfill that request.
Almost immediately, the fingers were removed from his entrance and he momentarily felt a strange, empty feeling there. However, the fingers were immediately replaced with something much bigger, and much hotter. The heat Ronald felt from Undertaker's member at his entrance made him go wild and he whined impatiently when the older of the two made no movements for a while. Chuckling in his weird laugh, Undertaker worked to provide pleasure for the badly aroused mess in his lap, namely Ronald Knox. He stroked himself, hissing in pleasure as he spread precum over his swollen member to work as makeshift lubricant. When he could no longer take it, he pushed the head against the younger's prepped entrance. This caused the blonde to moan in anticipation as he too, moved to help Undertaker enter him. He lifted himself off the elder's lap by a little before he sat back down, using his weight to push the hardened organ into his puckered hole. He felt himself stretching to accommodate the rather large member and the pain he felt was beyond excruciating, but he did not want to stop. Not now.
When Undertaker's member was buried deeply inside him to the hilt, Ronald panted breathlessly as he tried to bear with the pain in his abdomen. His nails were digging deep into the skin of Undertaker's shoulders but both did not seem to notice. He was too lost in lust and desire to actually feel it. In fact, Undertaker felt like he was in heaven; the tight, hot heat surrounding his cock felt so good it was almost unbearable for him to stay unmoving to allow Ronald to adjust. However, he managed to stay still, he did not want to hurt Ronald. He would kill himself if he did.
A few minutes later (although it seemed like hours for the two), Ronald's breathing started to even out and the death-grip he had on the elder's shoulders started to relax. Cautiously, he moved his legs so that he was straddling the ancient reaper's legs. At the same time, he pushed the older of the two to lie down on the bed before he placed his hands on the strong, scarred chest below him.
Then, Ronald did something that almost shocked the living daylights out of Undertaker.
Slowly, Ronald lifted himself off the elder's lap, letting Undertaker's erection slide out of him until only the tip was left in him. Suddenly, he sat back down, eliciting a pleasured hissed from below him as well as a pleased moan from himself as he felt a queer feeling within him from that action. He then repeated it over and over again, slowly gaining a steady rhythm. Soon, he was moaning and mewling in pure ecstasy as rode the elder with much enthusiasm, at the same time panting as he felt the heat building up within him. The younger started to crave for that marvelous feeling, and he made himself speed up his actions, throwing his head back in pleasure when he felt the intensity of that feeling building up rapidly.
"Undertaker… Ah! Undertaker…" Unconsciously, Ronald started to moan out the elder's name, chanting it in a broken mantra as he continued to bounce up and down in the grey-haired man's lap.
Undertaker, on the other hand, could simply not tear his eyes away from the eager blonde above him. To him, he was beautiful—a blush that extended all the way to his neck. His skin so smooth, so flawless and coloured a rosy pink as blood pumped in a fast rhythm in his body. And those lips. Oh god those lips. So pink and full and simply tempting as his name spilled out of them. He gripped the younger's hips tightly, causing the young blond to look at him with eyes filled with lust and want. Suddenly, he forcefully pulled the younger downwards, at the same time snapping his own hips upward to meet him. This caused the young blonde to scream in pleasure as he felt Undertaker thrust head on into his sweet spot.
"Oh god... There…" The younger panted as he continued to ride Undertaker, moaning in ecstasy as he felt the head of Undertaker's member abuse his prostate in every single thrust. Moving his legs to gain leverage, Undertaker started to sit up, his hands not once leaving the young blonde's hips. "You like this? You like my erect cock thrusting into your sweet hole? You like me hitting your sweet spot again and again?" Undertaker whispered into the younger's ear in a sultry voice, latching onto his pale neck as soon as he finished speaking.
"Mm… Ye-AH! Yesss… " Ronald hissed as he continued to ride Undertaker, moaning loudly as he felt his prostate being hit harder. Suddenly, he was forcefully pulled of the elder's lap and thrown to the top of the bed. He whined in discontent as he tried to get up again and crawl (in his oh-so sexy way) back to Undertaker. However, he was forcefully pushed back to where he landed before the taller of the two loomed over his slightly smaller form.
"If you like it so much I will give you more as a reward."Undertaker leant down to whisper in the shivering Ronald's ear before he entered him again with one single, forceful thrust.
In response, Ronald screamed.
He screamed in pure ecstasy and delight as his prostate was abused, the sweet pleasure coursing through his nerves and burning his whole body as Undertaker continued to thrust hard into him.
"AH~ I-I can't…c-can't take i-it any mghh.. more…" Ronald moaned as he wrapped his legs tightly around Undertaker while his nails scratched again and again on the elder's pale, thin arms. He was about to reach his climax, and the blissful heat that was racing through his body made him go wild.
The elder, however, felt no pain even when the younger blonde dug his nails into his skin. Instead, it seemed to turn him on more, if that were even possible. He could feel a tightening sensation in his abdomen, and he knew he would not last. Dipping his head down, he nipped at a patch of skin on the blonde's neck, at the same time taking in the scent of the younger's musk and his sweat-slickened skin. As he neared completion, his movements became more erratic, and he thrust harder and faster into the sweet body beneath him.
"I'm.. I'm about…hah… t-to cum… " He whispered into the blonde's ear as his pace continued to quicken, causing Ronald to scream again at the intensity of the burning pleasure that he was feeling. Then, the grey-haired man felt thin arms wrap around his neck as he was pulled closer to the younger man.
"M-me too… I'm gonna… AHH~" before he could finish, he felt the tightening sensation in his body snap and his white, liquid pleasure shot out and splattered onto the elder's toned and scarred torso. When Undertaker saw that, he too, immediately came, biting down on the younger's shoulder to muffle his pleasured cry as he shot his seed deep into the younger's body and filled him to the brim.
For a moment or two, both of them just stayed as they were, panting heavily as they came down from their sexual high. Then, Undertaker's arms buckled as he collapsed and lay onto the totally spent body beneath his own. However, there was not any comment or struggle when he did, and when he looked up, he realized that Ronald had passed out. Dark lashed were splayed out in a fan shape as the younger's eyelids remained closed, his lips slightly parted to aid his breathing.
As he continued to stare at the beautiful youth sleeping, his heart started to fill with dread and panic as realization suddenly hit him. As quickly and carefully as he could, he pulled out of the youth, careful not to wake him, as his eyes trailed to the younger's bottom to see his own white cum dribbling out. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he put his elbows on his knees and buried his face in his hands, sighing in dread as only one thought went through his mind.
What have I done?
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A/N: Hihi minna first upload and first fic i have actually written :) Yeap, and when i uploaded this i was barely awake (i mean, its like what, 3:11 in the morning?) and i managed to finish it :D I really must thank Motomori-chan for making this request :D It was really fun to write and i totally loved how Ronald was like in my head when i was writing it (ahem. #sorryforbeingamajorperv) YEAP pardon me for any grammatical errors or spelling mistakes yeah? And PLEASE DON'T KILL ME IF YOU FIND THEM TOO OOC. I TRIED MY BEST \(x)/ PLEASE do R&R kay? I wanna know how you think :D Constructive criticism is much appreciated and i would haunt you for life if you flame :) *holding knife behind back*