Author's Note: These pieces were made intentionally choppy - the change in scenes is just as sudden for readers as it is for Jadeite. Warning, because I forgot for the last chapter - Dubious Consent to Non-Consent. The rhythm of chapters will be Long Scene, two short scenes, then repeat until there have been three long scenes.
"Ah!" Jadeite threw his head back and cried out helplessly as Kunzite pushed into him again and again, hard shaft lighting up his nerves with pleasure. At least, he had to assume it was Kunzite – the blindfold prevented him from being completely sure. And though the voice was the same there was just something wrong about this entire scenario.
"That's right, scream for me," that low voice growled in his ear, nipping it firmly as Kunzite continued to thrust into him. The edge of his hip banged against whatever surface he was bent over and the sharp pain of it only added to the pleasure. "Such a pretty slut."
How was he supposed to figure out what was wrong when Kun kept doing that?
"Uhnnn," was what came from his lips in response, his eyes shutting tight with feeling. He whimpered as Kunzite stopped suddenly, buried deep inside him, the other man still hard as a rock and filling him completely; stretching him out but no longer giving him any kind of friction to work with. He whined, unable to hold it in, especially when a teasing hand reached underneath them to stroke his cock just once before falling away.
"All you have to do is ask for it."
Ask for it. He shuddered and clenched his muscles, milking the hard cock inside him. He could hear a muffled sound of pleasure, but there wasn't a single move from the man behind him. He moaned, but didn't give in.
'Don't break.'
"I can make you scream my name," the dark whisper returned. "You know how good it will feel. Just ask me for it. It's just one word, you can do it." A single, teasing thrust, achingly slow as Kunzite pulled almost completely out, the head of his cock pressing against the ring of muscle before sinking in painstakingly slowly. Jadeite choked on a moan that sounded more like a sob of pleasure.
'Don't break.'
"Just one little word, you can do it." A hard bite at his shoulder, the bare sensation of a hand brushing over the head of his erection.
"No."
Silence. The lights flickered and Kunzite pulled out, slowly. The voice that answered was filled with almost malicious glee. "I was hoping you'd say that."
