The Angel? Outside
'I shiver as the cool night air flows through my clothes. They're far too loose and large. Then again, they were meant for someone taller than me. Not today, though.
'Sorry mum, but today is my turn to shine for a change. I'll show everyone that I can be just as good as Dark. I've trained for this my entire life! I know I can do this!
'I hope I can, at least…
'I land on the roof of the building. It's an imposing, gothic cathedral, that seems to reach all the way into the clouds from the ground. It's equally imposing from up here, and I feel a wave of vertigo whenever I look down.
'I thank Wiz for having my back up here —literally— and gently stroke the shiny black feathers of the wings Wiz changed into. I don't have much time to waste, though, so I shake my head to force myself back to the present and look around for a way into the building.
'The roof is a veritable maze of spires, pinnacles, buttresses, and other decorations. The gargoyles stare at me with dead eyes as I make my way through, eventually reaching a large bell tower.
'I climb up and stumble over the balustrade. I glimpse down and wonder at how small the people down on the plaza are. It's chaotic, with police cars and search lights everywhere. I'm sure they've spotted me already — Have they noticed I'm not Dark? Probably not, I have a hoodie on to obscure my hair and face.
'I wish mum would stop sending out those calling cards. As if this stuff isn't stressful enough without the police knowing when and where I'm gonna strike. It's all Dark's fault. Stupid, over-the-top, flamboyant show-off… Well, tonight is my turn to be cool for once.
'Footsteps! I snap back to reality and quickly look around for a place to hide. I find a good spot on top of the largest bell and make my way there just as three police officers burst into the bell tower.
'With a silent nod, I tell Wiz to distract the officers, while I sneak behind them and down the narrow flights of stairs. I can hear more officers at the bottom of the tower, so I need to find another way.
'Fortunately, the tower has windows. Unfortunately, they don't seem to have been used for the past century or two. It takes me way too long to pry one open, but I manage to do so, anyway.
'A few metres below me I can see another window. From what I can tell, it seems to lead to a library of sorts. It's too dark to tell, though, which is a good thing, really. It means there are no people in the room.
'I climb outside of the narrow window and jump. I grab on to the windowsill, only to find the stone to be too smooth and wet to get a good grip. I slip and fall down — it takes all my willpower not to scream right now.
'I fall several metres before almost instinctively grabbing another windowsill. This one is easier to hold on to, thankfully, and I manage to stop my fall. I look down and see the cold, hard stones of the street below waiting for me. There's no way I would have survived this fall, at least not without breaking nearly every bone in my body.
'There's no time to catch my breath, though, so I pull my self up as much as I can. I try to open the window, but it's locked on the inside. It seems to be a fairly simple hook fastener, though. It can easily be opened from the outside.
'I use one arm to hang from the windowsill, as I use the other to grab a thin, hook-like tool from my pocket. It's usually used for picking real locks, but it'll do in this situation just as well.
'My arm is getting tired, so I quickly slide the tool in-between the window and the sill, and with a few quick movements, I push the hook up. The window opens.
'I pull myself up and stumble inside. The room is dark and devoid of people. Good. It seems to be a study of sorts — there's a desk, a couple of bookcases, some filing cabinets, but little more. I don't think it's been used in a while.
'I lean back against the wall and finally catch my breath. My heart is pounding furiously and my arms are aching from the exertion. I can feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins, though, making any pain feel dull and distant.
'It does little to help the aching in my crotch, though. Hell, it's probably causing it to begin with. Sometimes I hate being a teenage boy. I have no time to fix my hard-on, though. It probably wouldn't even help, anyway. I need to push on and get the artefact.
'I listen at the door and hear nothing. I peek out and see only a dark, empty hallway. Perfect. I sneak out of the room and walk down the hallway. The floor is old and wooden, making it very likely to creak, so I make sure to only step near the wall.
'I come by several rooms and I check them all. None of them have the artefact I'm looking for. Fortunately, they do have plenty of furniture and other objects I can use to hide, which I'm forced to do several times. There must be dozens of officers roaming the cathedral.
'Eventually, I reach the end of the hallway and the very back of the building. There's only a single, large set of double doors here. They look promising.
'I open the doors carefully and peek inside. I can see a large room, decorated with beautiful furniture and many religious objects and pieces of art. One side of the room is separated from the rest with thick, velvet curtains. I can just barely see a large canopy bed through them. This must be the Archbishop's bedroom or something.
'He doesn't seem to be inside, though. In fact, no-one seems to be inside, which probably means the artefact isn't, either. Or, wait…
'I think I see some slight movement. There are people inside the room, three at least. They are hidden in the dark, surrounding what looks like a cabinet or something. A cabinet with a heavy lock on it.
'Bingo.
'I need to get those officers out of the room, but how? I need to create a distraction. I silently close the door again and retreat into the nearest room. It's a wardrobe, with dozens of robes and accessories used in the many rituals and ceremonies held at the cathedral. I hide between them, just to be sure, and start building a simple trap. A small noise bomb should get the officers' attention. Then, when they open the door and enter, the many clothes racks will fall and keep them busy for a bit.
'Once I'm done setting up, I go back out again and climb to the ceiling. I hold on to the beams and chandelier, waiting for the bomb to go off.
'It doesn't take long.
'The noise is loud enough to be heard by the officers in the Archbishop's bedroom, but that's about it. It's enough, though, and it works like a charm. Within seconds, the police officers burst out of the room and into the wardrobe. They instantly start yelling in surprise.
'I have to move quickly now. I jump down and enter the bedroom, locking the door behind me. This should buy me some more time. I make my way to the cabinet and start working on the lock. It's a good quality lock, but nearly antique and thus easy to pick. Three seconds, and it's open.
'I open the doors and let out a sigh of relief as I see the artefact I'm after. It's glowing slightly in the moonlight, giving it an almost creepy vibe. I quickly grab my backpack and carefully pick up the artefact—
'A flash of light blinds me as soon as I touch it. I feel a strange cold envelop me, pulling at something deep inside of me. My heart is pounding and I'm having trouble breathing. Then, it feels as if something is ripped out of my chest, and I feel lighter somehow.
'The light disappears and I blink a few times, trying to regain my vision. For a moment, I think I'm looking into a mirror. I blink again, and I realise it's not myself I'm seeing, but… Dark?
'I blink once more, and reach out to the mirror. I can see Dark do the same, but he's using the same arm as I am. He's not a reflection.
'Our hands touch. I can feel the warmth of his skin. For a moment, I'm completely breathless and dumbfounded. Then, I can see a mischievous grin appear on Dark's face.'
"Awesome!"
"What? How? Is this some kind of illusion? Are we stuck in a painting again?"
"No, no, I think I'm really outside of your body this time."
"But how? Grandpa said the artefact hadn't been active in centuries!"
"Yeah, well, it has some very specific activation requirements."
"Wait, you know how the artefact works? How do you know how the artefact works?"
"Well, I kinda already maybe came across it once before. Perhaps. Hypothetically speaking."
Dark grinned again. Daisuke could punch that grin.
"You came across it before? Why—"
Suddenly there came a pounding from the doors. Both boys immediately focussed on what was important. Daisuke carefully put the artefact in the backpack without touching it, while Dark opened the window and called for Wiz. As Daisuke finished putting his backpack back on, Dark grabbed the smaller boy and jumped out of the window, joining with Wiz's wing form in mid-fall.
They flew off into the night, eventually landing on the roof of a large hospital. They were both silent for a while, letting everything that had happened sink in. Then Daisuke continued their interrupted conversation.
"So… Why is it still active? The artefact, I mean. Why wasn't it sealed the first time you found it?"
Dark smiled mysteriously as he recalled the event from back then. He slumped down against a wall and made himself comfortable.
"It's a long and complicated story. You sure you wanna hear it?"
"Yes I'm sure!" Daisuke called out, forgetting for a moment that stealth was still very much called for. "You were just pulled out of my body! Of course I wanna know why and how!"
"Calm down, calm down," Dark said with more than a little amusement in his voice. "Sit down and I'll tell you the story already."
Daisuke did as he was told, but not without pouting in annoyance.
"Okay, so this was, like, ages ago. Let's see… There's you, Daisuke. Before you there was Daiki, your grandpa. Before him there was… Daijirō, Daisei, Daiya, Daimon, and then there was Daito. So I guess that would be like your… great-great-great-great-great-grandpa? Or something like that, at least."
Daisuke shook his head in disbelieve.
"I keep forgetting how old you really are…"
"I look good for my old age though."
"Just tell the story, would you."
"Fine, fine. While I was in Daito's body, we came across this artefact as well, and the same thing happened then, too. I got pulled out of his body, and we had a lot of fun for a while as separate people, before I had to go back in again. I asked him not to seal the artefact, as it wasn't harming anyone and it might come in useful someday."
"That story was neither long nor complicated. Except for the completely irrelevant family history bit that is."
Dark shrugged and smiled, caring little about Daisuke's accusations.
"Still, how did it end up in the cathedral then? Shouldn't it have been in my family's possession?"
"You'd think so. That's were I last saw it, at least. I do know that several members of the Niwa family served in that cathedral, so maybe that's how it ended up there. Does it really matter in the end?"
Daisuke sighed. It really didn't matter, and he couldn't deny he wasn't at least a bit relieved that Dark wasn't inside of him anymore. He had been wishing for this since the day Dark first showed himself to him. Still, it felt oddly empty and strange in his chest.
"We should probably go tell grandpa about what happened."
"That might just be a good idea. I can't stay like this for long."
"What? Why not?"
"Well, when this happened with Daito and me, we found that my body started aging faster and faster. The first few days were fine, but after two weeks, my body seemed to be in its nineties."
"Huh, I guess it was catching up to your real age or something."
"Which is why I have to make the most of this situation while I can."
"What do you mean?"
Dark's only answer was a hungry grin, causing a shiver to go down Daisuke's back. He wanted to say something as Dark came closer to him, but he couldn't. He wanted to protest as Dark started stroking his chest, but he couldn't.
His body was able to respond, though. His cock was hard, throbbing, and practically screaming for attention. It was a good thing he was wearing loose trousers and no underwear — clothes meant for someone several sizes taller than him. This did mean, however, that his cock was making a very obvious tent right now.
Something not lost on Dark.
"It seems someone has been waiting for this moment."
"Shut it, Dark!"
"Funny how you're not saying 'stop it'."
"Screw you!"
"Maybe later. Let's screw you first."
"I hate you sometimes."
"You're still not telling me to stop."
Dark was right, of course, but for some reason Daisuke couldn't bring himself to stop Dark. He was absolutely positive that Dark would stop if he told him to, but there was something preventing him from doing so. Maybe he really did want this somewhere deep down. He knew he wasn't completely straight — he'd had plenty of erotic dreams about Hiwatari, Saehara, and, indeed, Dark. He briefly wondered if Dark could see those dreams.
His train of thought was quickly derailed though as Dark started to undress him. Daisuke tried to protest, but his protests were too pathetic to even convince himself. It didn't take long for him to feel the cool breeze against his naked chest. Soon thereafter his trousers had been discarded as well.
It was odd, Daisuke thought. He figured he'd be feeling awkward and embarrassed, but he didn't. He was simply too familiar with the feeling of Dark near him. Being naked in front of the phantom thief felt as natural and normal as being naked in front of a mirror.
A very touchy-feely mirror.
Dark gently kissed Daisuke's chest as he let his fingers wander over the boy's stomach and thighs. Daisuke couldn't help but giggle a bit as he felt the slight tickling sensations. They didn't quite have the luxury of time, though. They were pretty safe and secluded up here, but it was still a relatively public space. There was always a chance that a night guard would hear them or something.
So Dark quickly turned his attention to Daisuke's cock, which was already throbbing and ready for action. He gave the tip a quick, inquisitive lick, before taking most of it inside his mouth and giving Daisuke a blowjob with more skill than the younger boy figured Dark would have. There was no way this was the first time Dark had done this sort of thing with another boy. No wonder Great-great-great-great-great-grandpa Daito agreed to not seal the artefact.
Dark grinned as he heard his alternate self moan. He still had it. He kept sucking as he teased the head of Daisuke's cock with his tongue, savouring the taste. It wasn't an unfamiliar taste, though. After all, Daisuke was a curious, horny teenage boy with better agility than an Olympic gymnast. Both Dark and Daisuke were well aware of what Daisuke's cock tasted like.
It didn't take long for Daisuke's breathing to become heavier and his moans to become louder. Dark stepped up his game and started licking and sucking the younger boy's cock with abandon. Daisuke held on to Dark's head, clutching the older boy's violet hair. He cried out Dark's name, before shooting his load into Dark's waiting mouth.
It took a while for Daisuke's orgasm to subside. Eventually, though, Dark managed to pull his head free and kiss his alter ego. Daisuke protested heavily — not because of the kiss itself, but because Dark still had his cum in his mouth.
"Dark! That was mean!"
"Like it was the first time you tasted your own cum."
"That only means I know how gross it tastes!"
"You'd better get used to it quickly, then. I have a feeling it won't be the last time you'll taste it in the next few days."
Dark grinned. Daisuke pouted. Dark shrugged and kissed Daisuke again. Daisuke returned the kiss, without protesting this time. As the kissed, Dark let his hands wander to Daisuke's ass. Daisuke's hands, in the meantime, were wandering to the front of Dark's trousers. He was a strong believer in 'one good deed deserves another'.
He deftly undid Dark's trousers and took out the older boy's cock. It was hard as rock and he could feel Dark's pulse as he held it. It was much larger and thicker than his own. This was to be expected of course, but it still annoyed Daisuke. It was also much hotter than his own, literally. It seemed to radiate a certain masculine power. It felt nearly irresistible.
Dark sat down on a ledge and Daisuke dropped down to his knees in front of him. He was now face to face with Dark's cock, and he couldn't deny it felt a bit intimidating. He briefly wondered if Dark could use his magic to increase his size. If he could, he'd also done it with his balls. They were pretty huge themselves, and seemed equally heavy.
Daisuke could spend a long time just looking at his alter ego's cock —he hadn't even considered the patch of violet pubic hair for instance— but there was work to be done. He took in a deep breath, smelling Dark's musky, manly scent. It almost made him dizzy.
There was definitely something supernatural going on with Dark's body.
He didn't care, though.
Daisuke once again took Dark's cock in his hands and tentatively licked the tip. It tasted salty and bitter — a mixture of skin, sweat, and precum. Not bad. With the first step taken, the others came easier. Soon, Daisuke was exploring the entire length of Dark's cock with his tongue. He even tried sucking it, but he couldn't get much more than the head in his mouth.
This didn't seem to bother Dark, though, as the older boy was moaning with pleasure and stroking Daisuke's spiky red hair encouragingly. When he noticed these acts of encouragement, Daisuke grinned and licked his lips. For once, he had control — as far as he could tell, that is. He was the one causing the pleasure, not Dark. He was the one teasing, torturing, dominating.
His control might not have been as complete as when Dark wrestled control over his body away from him in the middle of class, but it was enough. Daisuke let Dark's cock slip out of his mouth, making it slap against Dark's toned stomach with a wet sound. He was going to drive Dark crazy tonight.
He carefully took Dark's balls in his hands and gently squeezed them. They were heavy and firm, filled with pent-up seed. Daisuke pondered this for a moment, until he realised that Dark had never actually had an orgasm of his as far as he could tell. Sure, Daisuke himself had had plenty, but although they shared the same body, they still had their own feelings and emotions.
'Dark must be so frustrated… His last orgasm could have been centuries ago by now…'
Daisuke frowned in sympathy. Then he grinned with excitement.
This was perfect. Dark's first orgasm in ages —literally— and he had full control over it. He wondered if he was developing a sadistic streak, but he quickly pushed that thought away. It would probably be Dark's fault, anyway. If you hit his face thrice, even a Buddha will get mad — or turn into a sexual deviant, apparently. Either way.
He tenderly nuzzled the balls, wallowing in their scent and surprising softness. Then he licked them a few times, discovering their taste. They tasted the same as Dark's cock, minus the bitterness of the precum. He was really starting to enjoy this flavour — it was the flavour of being equal to Dark for a change.
He sucked one of Dark's balls into his mouth. He could hear Dark moan as he used his tongue to play with it. There was a certain amount of fear in that moan, although it was still overshadowed by pleasure. Daisuke let the ball slip from his mouth and repeated his actions with the other. He started testing his —and Dark's— limits, increasing his speed and roughness.
He stopped short of actually hurting Dark though. He might want a certain kind of revenge, but he wasn't out to punish him. In the end, this whole endeavour would only be worth it if they both ended up enjoying it.
Of course that didn't mean he couldn't push it as far as he could.
Daisuke didn't stop toying with Dark's balls until the older boy grabbed his cock and started jerking it. The frustration was obviously getting to him, but Daisuke had no intention of letting him relieve himself. The younger boy firmly grabbed Dark's wrist, squeezing it slightly to force Dark to let go. Dark groaned, but complied nonetheless. There was something oddly arousing about this dominating side of Daisuke.
While still holding Dark's wrist, Daisuke reached for his backpack and retrieved a length of rope. It wasn't all that long, meant for setting up traps rather than climbing, but this made it perfect for what Daisuke had in mind.
With the deftness of a master thief, Daisuke grabbed Dark's other wrist, brought it next to the one he was already holding, and tied Dark's wrists together. It was a good knot, nearly impossible to escape, but not tight enough to hurt. Once he had finished the knot, Daisuke looked up at Dark and grinned as he saw the surprise in his violet eyes.
"Ehm… Daisuke? Is that really necessary?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Just saying, we're still on the roof of the hospital, ya know."
"Dammit, you're right!"
This could ruin pretty much everything. And he was having so much fun too. He would not stand for this. He was having way too much fun here. There was no choice but to simply negate the possibility of anyone coming up here to check.
Leaving Dark in his compromising state, Daisuke got up and went past all the rooftop exits. There were only four in total fortunately and all of them were locked with an electronic lock. It took mere seconds for Daisuke to hack the system and change all the codes. No-one could get to the rooftop now, unless they broke down the door. Daisuke doubted a simple security guard would bother.
He returned to Dark, who was now trying to jerk off with his hands tied together. He was failing miserably, as Daisuke had been clever enough to make sure Dark could barely move his palms apart.
"Dark, why do you think I tied your hands in the first place?"
"You finally wanted to put all that boy scout training to good use?"
"I wish I learnt how to tie knots at the boy scouts… Unfortunately, my life is a bit more fucked up than that."
"At least you can lay claim to a long and distinguished lineage of great people?"
"Great thieves, you mean. And cultists. And let's not forget the Dark fangirls…"
"Mum isn't that bad."
"She literally only had me so I could play host to you."
"Okay, so she's pretty ba—"
Dark's words were cut short when Daisuke suddenly kissed him. It was a passionate, hungry kiss, without inhibitions or restraint. Dark had been like a shadow over him since before he was even born, and Daisuke was ready to finally make it all worth it.
If only for a night.
Daisuke broke the kiss as suddenly as he had started it, leaving Dark breathless and dumbfounded. He dropped to his knees again and once again focussed his attention on Dark's cock.
By this point, it was throbbing violently, and its bulging veins made it seem like it was about to explode. The head had turned an angry shade of purple and the precum coating it made it glisten in the moonlight. A large drop of precum had formed on the slit, where it was just waiting to be licked up.
Daisuke couldn't resist.
He savoured its bitter taste. He really was getting used to it. Or maybe he just didn't care any more. He probably had never been this horny, after all. He could almost feel the hormones surging through his body. Some small part of his brain realised this was probably a very dangerous state for him to be in, but its protests fell on deaf ears.
Daisuke took a deep breath and swallowed as much as he could of Dark's cock. He pushed on and on until he could feel it hit his gag reflex. Dark tried to protest through his moans, warning Daisuke not to hurt himself. Dark had forgotten about the whole being trained since birth part.
That training had also involved control over reflexes like this one. He couldn't for the life of him think of a non-sexual situation where this might come in useful, but he wasn't about to complain now. He breathed in deeply through his nose and concentrated, before swallowing Dark's thick cock even deeper. It took almost two minutes before Daisuke's nose was pressed firmly into Dark's violet pubes.
"Fuck, Daisuke… I think you just broke the laws of biology…"
Daisuke pulled off of Dark's cock again and gave the older boy a cocky grin.
"Wouldn't be the first law I've broken."
"Definitely the best though."
With that, Daisuke took Dark's cock in his mouth again and started sucking it with abandon. He let his tongue wander all over the shaft and head, paying extra attention to the rim and slit. Every once in a while, he'd go back to deepthroating again, something that became easier and easier to him. In the meantime, his hands were massaging Dark's balls and thighs, and as much of his ass as he could reach.
Dark could do little more than moan Daisuke's name and encourage him. He did his best to stroke the younger boy's hair, but his bindings made that nearly impossible. Eventually the pleasure became too overwhelming for him to do pretty much anything. He could feel his balls tighten and his stomach tense up…
…and then Daisuke stopped.
Dark groaned in frustration. He didn't know how, but Daisuke had managed to stop at the exact moment before his orgasm started. He stared at his alter ego, blinking in confusion, but Daisuke just grinned back at him. He couldn't even try to finish himself off, as Daisuke was now holding his bound hands. The boy gave Dark a quick kiss, before helping him lie down on the ground. Now holding Dark's hands above his head, Daisuke straddled Dark's chest. He didn't actually sit down however, as that would have made Dark's breathing even more difficult.
Daisuke released Dark's hands and sat up. His body glistened with sweat. His cock was hard and shining with precum. His eyes looked down on Dark with pure lust and hunger. He gently leaned down on Dark's chest with one hand, bringing the other to his mouth to lick some of precum from his fingers. He was like an incubus — a perfect personification of sex and lust.
Dark had created a monster.
Afterwards, Dark would sincerely wish he had a photograph of Daisuke like this. If only so he could figure out how he didn't just cum right then and there. That was later, though. Right now, he simply didn't have the wherewithal to wonder anything.
Fortunately, Daisuke's mind was a bit clearer. He quickly produced a small bottle of oil from his backpack. It was extra slippery oil meant for traps, although Daisuke briefly wondered why so many of his tools were also so perfect for sex.
He made a mental note never to ask his mum about this.
He poured some oil on his fingers and carefully pressed one into his asshole. It went in surprisingly easy —thanks to the oil, he figured— but it still stung a little. He slowly started fingering himself, before quickly realising this wasn't going to go as fast and easy as he had planned.
"Let me do it… Please?"
Daisuke stared at Dark for a moment. He had said "please". This pleased Daisuke. He leaned forward and kissed Dark as he undid the older boy's bindings. Dark wasted no time continuing what Daisuke had started.
Without looking or even breaking the kiss, Dark grabbed the bottle of oil and poured some on his fingers. He placed his index finger on Daisuke's asshole and stroked it a few times, before slowly pushing it in. Daisuke gasped, surprised at the larger size of Dark's finger and at how much deeper it penetrated him. It didn't hurt this time though.
Dark gently moved his finger around, pushing it in and out until he felt confident Daisuke could handle another. With two fingers, he could easily stretch Daisuke's hole, but that wasn't the only thing he did.
It took him a few tries, but he managed to find the location of Daisuke's prostate. As he pushed it firmly, Daisuke let out a surprised gasp and a wave of precum gushed from his cock. Dark grinned and quickly added a third finger. Daisuke wasn't about to give up control of the situation, though.
When he noticed Dark's grin, he quickly returned it with one of his own. Then he licked his lips, closed his eyes, and slowly started riding Dark's fingers. Seeing Daisuke like this made Dark even more aroused, and he wished he could just throw Daisuke on the ground and pound his cock into his tight little ass.
Something was stopping him, though. He knew he could easily overpower Daisuke, even if the boy was sitting on his chest. Daisuke was neither heavy nor strong, at least compared to him. He was also pretty sure Daisuke would be totally into it if Dark started fucking him right now. Still, he felt almost powerless. Something about Daisuke's dominance was too overwhelming to fight against.
Fortunately for him, Daisuke didn't make him suffer for long. Barely a minute after Dark had pushed his third finger inside Daisuke grabbed Dark's wrist and sat up on his knees, pulling the fingers out of him again. The sudden emptiness almost made him gasp, but he managed to suppress it. He moved down a bit and sat down on Dark's lap, pressing their cocks together.
Only now could Daisuke really see how much bigger than him Dark was. He was sure Dark's cock was at least twice his length and thrice as thick. Dark's balls seemed as large as eggs compared to his own. He was actually getting a bit scared. He was also getting mildly annoyed at seeing how Dark's foreskin had retracted completely, nestling nicely underneath the flared rim of his glans. His own foreskin was still covering most of his glans, making it look much more childlike.
Then he heard Dark's husky voice, and he was pulled out of his train of thought.
"Please Daisuke! I need you so much!"
Any fear was immediately replaced by lust. He sat up on his knees again and grabbed the bottle of oil. He poured some on Dark's cock and spread it all over, making sure it was nice and slippery. The bottle was discarded without a second thought, as Daisuke grabbed Dark's cock carefully and aligned it with his asshole.
For a moment he just sat there, feeling Dark's cock press up against his hole. He could feel the heat radiate from it. Like this, it seemed even bigger than before. It would probably hurt. A lot. There was no way he was prepared enough for something of this size. Hell, it was probably physically impossible to be prepared enough. Then again, he already broke the laws of biology once.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He concentrated hard on relaxing, which he was sure was a contradiction. Then he slowly lowered himself on Dark's cock.
He held his breath as he felt the tip enter him deeper and deeper, stretching him wider and wider. The oil was working wonders, it seemed, as he wasn't feeling even a bit of pain. Just the strange and intense sensations of being slowly filled by Dark.
Although maybe it wasn't the oil. Maybe it was some sort of innate magic Dark had that prevented this from hurting. If it was, it did a lot more than that. Dark's cock wasn't just larger and thicker than his fingers, it also felt much more intense. And the tip wasn't even completely in yet.
That wouldn't take long, though. Daisuke gasped loudly as he felt his hole slip over the rim of Dark's cock. He hadn't expected this to feel so good. The sensations had almost been enough to push him over the edge. He simply had to lean forward on Dark's chest, or else he would lose his balance.
It also seemed to have been pretty intense for Dark. The older boy had moaned loudly and was still squeezing Daisuke's thighs tightly. He didn't understand how he hadn't cum, but it only made him more frustrated.
Such a good, good frustration, though.
When he had recovered, Daisuke continued pushing down. Slowly but certainly he could feel Dark's cock fill him up. He didn't know how long it took —and he frankly didn't care— but eventually he was once again sitting on Dark's lap. He had taken the entire thing.
The feeling of Dark's pubes tickling his balls made his cock throb. He'd done it. He'd actually managed to take all of it inside of him. Bewildered, he put his hand on his stomach, just above his red pubes. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination or not, but he could swear he could actually feel Dark's cock through his stomach.
When this thought sank in, a surge of hormones rushed through his body. He became light-headed, and in an effort not to fall over, he leaned forward and kissed Dark. This movement caused Dark's cock to pull out a bit, eliciting a moan from both boys.
The time for carefulness was gone; both were too far gone to think straight now. Daisuke hastily broke the kiss and sat up straight again, leaning his hands on Dark's chest. He started moving up and down — slowly at first, but speeding up fast. Dark, in the meantime, placed his hands on Daisuke's ass and helped the boy's movements. His hips couldn't stay still, either, thrusting back at Daisuke's ass every time it came down.
Soon, they were completely lost in their fucking. With some discrete nudging from Dark, Daisuke leaned back, placing his hands on Dark's legs. This allowed Dark to hit Daisuke's prostate more easily, making the boy moan loudly with each thrust. This in turn caused Daisuke's ass to tighten up, making Dark moan with equal volume.
It was all too much for Dark to handle. Far too soon for his liking, he felt the tension in his stomach. He grabbed Daisuke's hips and pushed deep inside of the younger boy as his orgasm overwhelmed him. Jet after jet of cum erupted from his cock, filling Daisuke's ass to the brim. Dark could even feel it seep out and trickle down his balls.
He was sure he had just shot more than was humanly possible —not that he was really a human.
The sensation of being filled with Dark's cum as he erratically trusted his cock into his prostate was enough to push Daisuke over the edge as well. Without ever even touching his cock, Daisuke felt his climax overtake him. He moaned Dark's name, his voice cracking. Instinctively he pushed his cock forward, moving Dark's cock deeper inside of him and against his prostate. Daisuke's eyes opened wide as he shot his load over Dark's chest and even his face, cumming more than he had ever done in his life.
Daisuke was exhausted. He slumped forward on Dark's chest, unable to muster the strength to even roll off of the older boy. Dark didn't mind, though. He just wrapped his arms around Daisuke, holding the boy tightly. With the little strength he did still have, Daisuke licked some of his cum off Dark's chin and cheeks and kissed him. Dark couldn't help but grin.
They laid there for a while, savouring each other's warmth as Daisuke's cum cooled down between their bodies. Daisuke let out a final gasp as Dark's cock finally slipped from his ass, followed by a wave of cum. Then he passed out, drifting into a very much erotic dream.
"Oh. My. God! I can't believe it's really you! It's so good to finally see you in your own body for once! You have no idea how often I've dreamt of this day!"
"Mum, Emiko, calm down. It's only temporary."
"That's exactly why we have to make the most of this situation now!"
Emiko Niwa was all but jumping up and down at the sight of Dark standing next to Daisuke. There was a continuous stream of squees and squeals coming from her mouth. It even made Dark feel a bit awkward. Daisuke just rolled his eyes in frustration.
"So Grandpa, do you think you can reverse the spell?" Daisuke asked, trying to push his mother from his thoughts
"Probably," Daiki answered, "but it'll take me a while to sort everything out. We'll just have to hope Dark won't keel over and die before I'm done."
"So Dark will stay here for a while?" Emiko interjected, sounding far too excited.
"Yes, for a few days at least, maybe a week."
"That's great! Oh, we're going to have so much fun together, Dark! You, me, and Daisuke can finally be a real family for a while!"
"Wait, me too?" Daisuke asked, a bit perplexed.
"Of course you too!" Emiko answered. "You're my son, aren't you? More so even than Dark. I could never have a family without you, Daisuke!"
Daisuke was honestly surprised for a moment. He really hadn't expected his mum to even remember him once she saw Dark. He couldn't help but smile.
As Emiko skipped away to start breakfast and Daiki moved to the library to start his research, Dark put his arms around Daisuke's shoulders and leaned close.
"She really does love you, ya know. She's still your mother."
"It's easy to forget when all she talks about is you, though."
"Well, she just doesn't have to talk about you. You're always there for her, while I'm not. And remember: I might be hear dream, but you're the one that made her dream come true."
Daisuke smiled even more now. He gave Dark a big hug, burying his face in the taller boy's chest. Dark stroked the younger boy's bright red hair tenderly.
"Now Daisuke, it'll be a while before mum finishes breakfast, so… Wanna have some more fun?"
Daisuke looked up at Dark without breaking the hug. He grinned impishly.
"What are we waiting for?"
