Disclaimer: I do not own these pretty boys or anything having to do with Loveless.
This story is rated "M" for Mature content. Explicit content follows . . .
Soubi paused in front of his door. Had he forgotten anything? He peered anxiously into the bags he was holding. Blueberry, rum raisin, and chocolate cookie crush pocky. Yup. Five bags of those snow pea crisp things. Uh huh. A bag of anpan from the good bakery two neighborhoods over. Mm-hm. And – finally! – the mini Sonny Angel figure with the blue elephant ears. It'd taken him two hours and several sets of vending machines, but he'd done it. Ritsuka had taken a liking to the gashapon toys for some reason and Soubi was not going to disappoint him. He smiled as he thought of the little kids he'd given all the extra figures to. The demon already had all of them and Soubi didn't want him to know how hard he'd worked to get the last figure.
He ran a hand through his hair, smoothing back the strands that had escaped from his ponytail. It'd only been an afternoon, but he felt like he'd been apart from Ritsuka for forever. He couldn't wait to see him, to touch him, to listen to him babble about his favorite Playstation game. He smiled at the thought. In the three months the demon had been with him, they'd developed distinct roles: Ritsuka was the energetic and moody one, going from smiling to pouting in a minute, while Soubi was the strong and stable one who protected and took care of him. He looked down at the pile of bags in his hands. If the other wizards could see him now, they'd fall over laughing. Soubi, the "Ice Prince", who took endless lovers but never fell in love, running errands for a demon boy? He didn't care. Let them find out. Ritsuka was worth everything.
So why was he standing outside his front door? He took a deep breath and leaned his head against the door. He was nervous. Ritsuka just seemed to have that effect on him. He'd been captivated from the very first moment he'd seen him. Absolutely and utterly besotted to the point that the "L" word might even be mentioned; it was almost as if he'd been waiting for Ritsuka without even knowing it. And now that he was finally here, Soubi was terrified that he'd disappear.
He took a deep breath. He was the highest ranking wizard in the city, capable of dealing with complex and dangerous magic. He could handle this, right? He placed his hand on the door scanner, unlocked the door, and went in.
"Hey, I'm home," Soubi called out as he dropped his bags on the kitchen table. There was no answer, so he glanced into the living room. "Ritsuka?"
"Yeah?" The boy's reply was mumbled and he could see why – the demon was on the floor in front of the t.v. with his Playstation controller gripped firmly in both hands.
"I got you snacks."
"Mmmm . . . "
"And a surprise . . . " Soubi waited a minute, but there was no answer this time. Soubi shook his head. Normally Ritsuka would be jumping all over him like a puppy, knocking the bags out of his hands as he tried to see what Soubi had brought him. But Ritsuka was obsessed with video games and it was nearly impossible to get his attention when he was playing. Of course, Soubi had his own special method for situations like this . . . and it could be just as much fun as Ritsuka tackling him.
He crossed the room quietly and knelt down right behind the boy, close but not touching him. Furry cat ears swiveled in his direction, but Ritsuka ignored him, concentrating on his game. Soubi leaned over and brought his lips almost to Ritsuka's neck, hovering above the boy's skin. He waited a few minutes, watching the demon until he was sure he had his attention, and then licked him, dragging his tongue oh so slowly up the boy's neck to the sensitive spot by his ear.
"Ah!" Ritsuka gasped and tried to squirm away from him. "Hey, cut it out! You're gonna make me screw up!"
Soubi ignored him, burying his face in the boy's neck and inhaling his scent. He wrapped his arms around Ritsuka, pulling him close, and one hand slid down between the boy's thighs.
"I said cut it out!" Ritsuka took one eye off the game and glared at Soubi. "You're really gonna get it later."
Soubi smirked and nuzzled Ritsuka's neck. "Actually," he purred, sliding one finger into Ritsuka's sweatpants and between his ass cheeks, "you're the one who's going to get it."
"You . . . you . . . baka!" Rituska blushed and swatted Soubi.
"Aww, you're so cute when you blush. I hope you never stop doing that."
"Sou-biiii!" Ritsuka shrieked as he turned even redder.
Soubi leaned over and kissed one ear, then ruffled his hair. "O.K., o.k., I'll leave you alone. I'm going to go take a nap as someone kept me up very late last night."
He gave Ritsuka's ass a quick squeeze, earning himself another outraged shriek, and headed down the hall.
Soubi shut the bedroom door behind him and sighed in relief. He really did need a nap. He undid his ponytail, peeled off his shirt, and flopped on the bed. Ritsuka was lovely and perfect, but he was really wearing Soubi out with his constant demands for sex, snacks, toys, and video games. Soubi smiled at the thought of Ritsuka in his bed. The demon was insatiable and clearly didn't need as much sleep as a human did. They'd stayed up all night last night and Ritsuka had still demanded that Soubi service him this morning.
Ritsuka had gotten over his initial shyness quickly, probably because Soubi was so gentle with him after their first time. He knew the boy was attracted to him – his reaction the first time Soubi kissed him had made that obvious, and that was even before he'd given him the aphrodisiac. For the first week that the boy was with him, Soubi only kissed and cuddled him, waiting for Ritsuka to demand more. He'd given the demon plenty of opportunities: walking around half naked, leaving the door open when he was in the shower, and sleeping in absolutely nothing at all. Ritsuka had eyed him all week, practically stalking him through the apartment . . . and when he'd finally pounced on the blonde, Soubi had been more than happy to satisfy him.
Of course, it hadn't really been ethical to bind Ritsuka like that. He hadn't planned on doing it, but the minute he saw the boy he knew he couldn't let him go. And using the aphrodisiac on a demon was unheard of – the potion was rare and ridiculously expensive. He knew that most wizards used demons for sex with no thought to their feelings, but he wasn't like that. He'd never done such a thing before and even though he had wanted Ritsuka with all his heart, he couldn't bear to touch the boy unless he was enjoying it too.
Soubi shifted on the bed as he remembered just how much Ritsuka had enjoyed it. The demon had been completely wanton - moaning and quivering as Soubi buried himself deep inside him. Thinking of his first time with the boy was turning him on yet again and his pants were suddenly way too tight. He unzipped his pants and slid his hand down inside, stroking himself. He closed his eyes and let images from earlier in the day flash before him: running his mouth and hands over all that smooth creamy skin, big violet eyes looking up at him as the demon's tongue ran over the tip of his cock, long slim legs wrapped around his hips as he thrust into him. He moaned aloud as he imagined being inside Ritsuka again. The demon was so tight, so perfect . . . no one else felt so good.
Last night had been really good, too. They'd stayed up into the early morning hours, exploring every inch of each other and coming over and over. Around 3am, they'd run out of wine and Ritsuka's favorite flavor of lube, so Soubi had dragged himself out of bed to go raid the kitchen. He'd hardly stepped away from the bed, however, when Ritsuka had grabbed his arm and pulled him roughly back down. Soubi had giggled, thinking it was just another game, but then the boy looked him straight in the eye and informed him that as soon as he was big enough, he would be the one doing the taking and Soubi would submit to him.
Soubi trembled as he remembered the boy's words and Ritsuka looking so passionate, gripping his arm so fiercely. Could the boy read his mind? Did he know how Soubi longed to be dominated? To belong to someone? None of his human lovers had ever touched Soubi the way he wanted to be touched. Most of them laughed at him when he confessed he wanted to be dominated, thinking it was a joke. The few that had tried seemed to think that using him roughly for their own pleasure was enough . . . it never occurred to them that he wanted something else and he'd grown tired of trying to explain himself. He wanted to belong to someone, body and soul, who loved him for who he was and would pleasure him in exactly the way he needed.
Ritsuka was already such an interesting combination of fierceness, beauty, and tenderness. Soubi tried to imagine him all grown up and shook with desire. If Ritsuka was beautiful now, he would be even more so as a full grown demon. Most demons were taller than human males, so even though Soubi was tall, Ritsuka would be taller. And if Soubi had any luck, he'd still be around for Ritsuka to pounce on. Soubi pictured Ritsuka turning a stern gaze on him and ordering him to strip, then pushing him down on the bed and taking him. He gasped and then yanked his pants halfway down his thighs, reaching a hand down to finger himself, imagining Ritsuka inside him.
Ritsuka's cat ears twitched a bit as he heard Soubi moaning in the bedroom. The wizard probably didn't know that demons had especially good hearing and Ritsuka wasn't going to enlighten him. He really liked watching or listening to Soubi when the blonde thought Ritsuka couldn't see or hear him. Soubi was always doing such interesting, naughty things. He licked his lips as he imagined what Soubi was doing and tried to focus on the game, but his ears kept swiveling towards the bedroom. An especially loud moan caught his attention and his character died a quick and bloody death while he was distracted. He growled in irritation and threw the controller on the floor. Soubi was really in trouble – he'd been so close to making the next level and now he had to start over.
Yup, Soubi owed him big time for messing up his game. He'd have to do something really good to make it up to him. Ritsuka's eyes narrowed a bit as he thought of all the things Soubi knew how to do. The blonde was exceptionally talented in bed and would do just about anything Ritsuka asked of him. In fact, Ritsuka was supposedly the one enslaved, but Soubi was the one at his beck and call.
Ritsuka hadn't protested when the wizard bound him as there wasn't much he could do about it - and he thought it would be a nice adventure. (He'd always been curious about the human world but Seimei had never let him visit, not once.) A human life span was much shorter than a demon's, so being bound to Soubi for the man's lifetime was just a minor inconvenience. But to his surprise, he found that he was really enjoying himself. Soubi was kind, funny and smart; he listened to him and took care of him; and the sex was amazing, of course. And if he was really honest with himself . . . well, the truth was, he'd fallen for the blonde. Just thinking of those blue eyes gazing into his made his heart beat faster, made him want to hold Soubi and be held, to fall down wherever they were and get lost in each other.
His thoughts were interrupted by a smothered cry from the bedroom, and he got up and crept down the hall. He quietly eased the bedroom door open and peeked in at Soubi. The blonde was lying on his back with two fingers in himself, rocking his hips gently and moaning. Ritsuka's eyes narrowed at the sight and his hand clenched around his cock. It was taking all his self control to stand quietly in the hallway instead of rushing in and pouncing on Soubi. It was worth it, though - Soubi half naked and pleasuring himself was a beautiful sight. In fact, if his brother ever saw this, he'd probably take Soubi for himself on the spot. Ritsuka growled angrily at the thought. Soubi was his, dammit! He wasn't going to let Seimei anywhere near the blonde. He knew what Seimei did to his human toys: left them broken and useless and then moved on to the next one. He wasn't going to let that happen to Soubi . . . he was going to protect the man until he was old enough to Mark him.
Heh! He smirked a bit at the thought of Marking the wizard. Soubi thought he was so smart putting his magical binding on Ritsuka, but just wait until he saw what a demon Mark could do. Of course, Ritsuka wasn't old enough yet. Only full grown adult demons could Mark people; one bite and the demon's coat of arms would appear on the skin. He already knew where he was going to bite Soubi – not once, but twice – as he wanted it to be clear who the man belonged to. One bite on each of Soubi's inner thighs would make the Loveless coat of arms fully wrap around Soubi's thighs, so anyone who tried to take the blonde would realize whose wrath they would be risking. Hmmm . . . and maybe a third bite on the neck that would be visible when Soubi was dressed?
Soubi moaned again and Ritsuka focused his attention back on the half naked blonde. His breath caught as the man spread his thighs even wider and pushed a third finger inside himself. Ritsuka gasped as his cock jumped in his hand impatiently and then he shoved the door open. He was across the room and on top of Soubi in just a few seconds.
The blonde blinked in surprise, "Ritsuka . . . "
"Did you think you were going to play without me?" teased Ritsuka, shoving Soubi's hands out of the way. "You sound like you need some help." He slid down between the blonde's legs and leaned forward, wiggling his tongue at Soubi.
Soubi shivered at the sight of Ritsuka's tongue and then yelped in surprise as the demon bypassed his cock and buried his tongue in Soubi's ass.
"Ah! Oh . . . oh . . . Ritsuka . . . oh, please!"
"Please what?" The boy raised his head with a sly smile on his face. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No! Oh, god, don't stop . . . "
"Mmmm . . . " The demon slid his tongue over Soubi's entrance and paused again, "I think you want something in here."
Soubi shivered and then whimpered, "Fuck me . . . "
"With one of those toys we used last night?" Ritsuka giggled and then crawled up the blonde's body until he was sitting astride Soubi's cock. "I think you like the really big one. Want me to go get it?"
"You're not getting anything, little brother."
They both froze in surprise at the interruption, thinking themselves alone in the room. Soubi raised his head and looked over Ritsuka's shoulder, confirming his worst fear. The demon prince Seimei had finally come to retrieve his younger brother and he looked extremely pissed off.|
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