"How long are you gonna cry?" Vanitas asked, a slight scowl bringing itself onto his lips.
"I-I'm s-sorry... I was just so scared, Vani!" Sora hiccuped, looking up at Vanitas with wide, watery eyes before burying his face into his strong chest again. "Hey, Vani?"
"Hm?"
"...you're warm again. I like it."
"Oh, yeah... I wonder how I managed to punch that Axel guy, anyway. Either way, he deserved it. Asshole." Vanitas snorted. Sora leaned up to peck him on the lips.
"You're my hero, Vani. You saved me." He claimed those lips of his again, for longer this time. It wasn't long before Vanitas took back control and turned the kiss hot and passionate, leaving Sora panting, his face red.
"I think we both know I can make you feel a million times better than that guy could, don't we?" Vanitas smirked into Sora's neck before giving it an especially aggressive nip. Sora's breath caught in his throat.
"U-uh-huh..."
CAUTION. SMUTTINESS AHEAD.
"You wanna feel this, Sora?" Vanitas grasped the smaller hand, placing it on his quickly hardening erection. Sora gasped at the sudden action.
"Y-yes, Vani... so bad..." Vanitas dug his nails into the boy's wrist.
"Don't call me Vani. You know the drill. I'm Master tonight." Sora bit his lip to keep from crying out as Vanitas moved those talented hands up and down his body, pinching and rubbing and abusing...
He almost sobbed when his (apparently) undead lover pulled away.
"Mm, Sora, be patient. You're always so needy." His eyes glinted with mischief. "You go on and get naked while I look through my Toybox, okay?"
"But-!"
"That's an order, slut." Vanitas growled, his voice suddenly hard and demanding. Sora shivered. He loved when Vanitas treated him like this...
Vanitas pulled the box out from underneath the bed and looked through it with narrowed eyes. Hm... gag? No, he wanted to hear Sora scream his name as he came; his walls crushing his member. Blindfold? Yes. Tape? No, Sora liked it rougher than that, the little masochistic whore. Cock ring? Of course. And that little present he bought but was never able to use- that was a must.
When Vanitas turned around, he found Sora completely nude, touching himself as he watched Vanitas pick out the toys.
"M-master... I need you, please..." The thought of Sora getting off on just the thought of the toys made him so hard he couldn't think. He watched a little longer as Sora slid his hand slowly, gently up and down his swollen length.
"Sora, you bad, bad boy. You can't even wait for me? Looks like I'll need to punish you further." Vanitas stalked over after grabbing a vibrator. He slapped the boy hard on the cheek, leaving a slightly pink mark. Sora moaned quietly. "You think that feels good? You really are just a pain loving little skank, aren't you? You're disgusting." He sneered. Vanitas kissed Sora's lips, bruising them as he thrust the mid-size vibrator into his entrance without warning.
Sora let something between a moan and a scream leave his throat. Vanitas chuckled into the kiss and pushed the smaller man into the nearest wall. Sora just writhed and cried out in pleasure and slight pain as the toy assaulted his prostate, barely letting him breathe.
"Oh, oh, M-master... So, so good... I'm going...I'm going...!" Vanitas waited until Sora was just about to spurt his sticky, white seed all over himself before slipping on the cock ring as tightly as possible. "Eh? W-what? No! Please, Master, please let me cum!" Sora pleaded, tears flowing freely again.
"Yes, you were always needy like this, weren't you?" Vanitas asked Sora darkly, his voice so husky and sexy and-and... oh, God. Sora couldn't even think straight. Vanitas hands were everywhere, everywhere, and his mouth was everywhere, everywhere and before he knew it, Vanitas had tied his hands up with something rough and chaffing that made him want to howl. "It's rope. Do you like it? Your wrists will be all red when I'm all done with you. And maybe, if you're lucky, they'll even bleed a little."
His balls were aching now. Why was his Master so cruel? Why couldn't he just let him cum? Because he didn't want to, that's why. And Master always got what he wanted. Sora felt Vanitas licking the wanton tears from his cheeks. Vanitas gave Sora an almost delighted grin before he yanked the vibrator out, leaving Sora to feel slightly empty and missing what he lost. Sora's eyes were hooded and blank looking, free of their usual shine.
He didn't even notice when his Master went behind him to fix something thick and black around his head, completely blocking his vision. The blindfold... Sora knew it well. He also knew that Vanitas liked to put it over his lover's eyes when he was about to do something unexpected like-
Sora moaned so loudly, Vanitas was almost sure the neighbors could hear. And honestly, he didn't give a flying fuck. Instead, he continued to plunge his long tongue into that tight, little ring of muscle as far as he could go.
"M-master, please stop... this is so... mmmnn... dirty..."
"You don't want me to stop, you little liar." Vanitas paused a moment to nudge Sora's legs open wider for easier access before diving in with more gusto than before. Sora took in short, clipped breaths, feeling that slick wetness breaching his entrance and caressing his insides almost lovingly.
However, Sora was surprised yet again when Vanitas abruptly stopped to push his head down between his legs. When had he taken off those pants?
"Beg me, whore."
"...?"
"Beg for my cock!"
"I'm sorry, Master... please, please let me suck it!"
"Suck what, Sora? You aren't being specific."
"Please, Vanitas, let me suck on your cock... God, I want it so much..." Sora leaned forward blindly to search out his partner's thick, hard rod. After finding it, he took the tip into his mouth, enveloping the entire length slowy.
Too slow for Vanitas' tastes.
The little brunette found his mouth being fucked as Vanitas swore and yelled, pulling his hair with a brutality that surprised even him. Sora gagged and choked on the throbbing member as it reached the back of his throat with each thrust. And he loved every second. Sora moaned around his Master's cock, and Vanitas could've smiled at just how much the little brunette loved sucking him off.
Suddenly, Vanitas came, flooding Sora's mouth with his seed. He pulled out and looked at Sora ruefully.
"Clean up your mess, you little bitch. You wanted it so much, you can clean up."
Vanitas watched as Sora wriggled about, blinded and bound as he struggled to lick up all the cum on his body and on the floor in front of him. He would mewl slightly every once in a while as a result of his still-restricted cock rubbing against the carpet, smearing precum onto it.
"Know what, Sora? You're really adorable, especially like this. Should I just give you what you want?" Vanitas asked.
Sora whimpered.
"Please, Master?" All he wanted was to cum... He'd do anything, anything at all to get off...
"...Fine. But only because you said please." Vanitas' cock was already standing at attention once again at the thought of entering that perky, tanned backside.
Instead of moving the brunette to the bed, Vanitas pushed him backward onto the floor, earning a gasp. He took those skinny, muscular little legs onto his shoulders and pulled the blindfold off. "So, Sora. You sure you're ready for me?" Sora's body trembled as Vanitas' eyes bore into his, amber burning almost orange with lust.
"Yes, please... I need you, Vanitas. I feel so empty without you!" Vanitas slicked his fingers with saliva, before immediately thrusting three in and not even giving Sora time to adjust. "Ah! Yeah, yeah... the burning..." Sora's eyes rolled back in his head and he curled his toes. So painful, so good. "Yeah, yeah, yeah... Yes. I love it when you do this to me, Vanitas... I can't wait for you to fuck me!" Vanitas continued to finger-fuck his little masochist and watch as he rode his hand, his face still stone cold and downright expressionless despite his lover's dirty mouth. Though, at any other time he would've been a little shock. Sora made a big deal out of not swearing.
Without warning, he removed his fingers and slammed into Sora, whose eyes snapped open in surprise as his back arched. He continued that viscious rythym, determined to show Sora what happened to him when he was deprived of sex for so long. Sora struggled against that rope, which only succeeded in hurting him more. And god dammit, he wanted that cock ring off-!
"Please, Master! Yeah, yeah, yeah! Just... like...that...!" Vanitas ripped off the toy restricting Sora's release with a growl. Sora always loved that. Vanitas never moaned- he growled during sex. And right now, it was driving him insane. Vanitas was still pounding that rythym into him and it wasn't long before Sora was saying-
"AHH, Master Vanitas, YES!" And, as Vanitas had predicted, those walls clamped down on his length and he came shortly after, growling from his chest. He pulled out of his lover's body when he gained the strength, went to the bed and lay there, sweat pouring. Sora, of course, was still riding his aftershocks. But it wasn't long before he followed Vanitas to the bed and became all snuggly, as he often was during the afterglow. "That was great! But, um, can you untie me now?"
Vanitas smirked. "Maybe I'll keep you like that for awhile."
"Huh?"
"Kidding, idiot." He untied Sora's wrists, freeing them from the rope. Sora rubbed them, wincing.
"Ouch. You were right, they are bleeding." He chuckled as Vanitas licked a drop of blood from the bright pink skin.
SMUT OVER.
"Hey, Vani?" Sora asked, looking into those still-burning amber eyes. "Can you hold me, y'know, like you used to?"
Vanitas narrowed his eyes, pretending to know about nothing of the sort. "Like this!" Sora smiled, lying on Vanitas' chest and pulling those strong arms around him. "Remember?" He took in a long breath. Vanitas even smelled the same...
I can't believe I wrote something so...kinky xDD Reviews? ^^