Bedside Manners

Chapter Eight: Conquest


"Nowaki, what in the hell are you doing?" Hiroki yelled once he'd recovered his voice. He felt one of his giant's hands slip up under his smock and smack one of his ass cheeks in response, but other than that Nowaki was silent outside of a low growl.

"Nowaki!

Hiroki started wiggling furiously against the younger man's firm grasp. The door to their bedroom slammed against the wall as Nowaki pushed them through it. Hiroki had no doubt when he looked later there would be an indent in the plaster where the knob had collided with it.

Hiroki's flailing and extravagant cursing, was cut short as Nowaki threw him down on their futon and pinned him against the mattress. Hiroki gasped; the jolt all but knocked off his glasses.

Nowaki released Hiroki only long enough to grab the leather leads still attached to his cuffed wrists. He gave a hard jerk and the table legs followed him up onto the futon.

Then Nowaki leaned over, grabbed Hiroki's hands and pinned them over his lover's cinnamon head. Their taut skins kissed against each other where the garments they wore had fallen open. One of Nowaki's knees came up and pressed against the hard arousal in the cup of Hiroki's jock.

"Nowaki!"

This time Hiroki's exclamation was much more breathy. Hiroki felt the younger man's stiff dick and the soft weight of Nowaki's sac pressing against his low belly. Hiroki panted raggedly, trying hard not to buck his hips up and rub against his lust-crazed lover.

"Nowa…. Umpphh!" His next exclamation was cut off as Nowaki captured his mouth in a violent kiss. Nowaki's tongue forced its way between His lips and began consuming his mouth hungrily. The Demon's teasing had stirred up the wolf in Hiroki's big puppy, one that was now hell bent on devouring its prize.

Hiroki's tongue rose in defense to this oral onslaught and the two men's mouths grappled furiously. Finally Nowaki broke off the kiss, his face hovered above Hiroki's and their eyes locked. Hiroki stared wide-eyed and silent into Nowaki's desire-clouded gaze.

Hiroki licked his bottom lip nervously, breaking a thin strand of saliva that still connected their lips. He tasted the coppery flavor of his own blood and realized that Nowaki had kissed him so hard the younger man split the tender flesh there.

Rather than anger or frighten him, however, this realization just stirred his own passions.

"Nowaki."

Hiroki whispered his lover's name and this time the utterance carried an entirely new meaning: permission.

This single word was all it took. A feral grin came over Nowaki's handsome face. He immediately lowered his head and placed a hard biting kiss on Hiroki's low neck. He released Hiroki's wrists and nipped his way down a flushed, hard heaving chest before pushing himself up off the man pinned beneath him.

Nowaki was so stirred he had little mind for foreplay… he'd played enough. No sooner had he sat up than he grabbed Hiroki and flipped the Demon over on to his belly. He leaned over pressing against Hiroki from the back now and husked in a pinked ear.

"Were you prepared for this, Hiro-san?"

Hiroki didn't trust himself to words at the moment. He blushed harder at Nowaki's question and nodded.

"Good boy, always thinking ahead," Nowaki growled and placed another nipping kiss on the bony knob at the base of Hiroki's neck. Hiroki shivered at the sheer sexiness of the lust in Nowaki's voice and was hard pressed not to come right there. The demon PA felt his patient rise up off him again.

Nowaki grabbed Hiroki's hips and pulled the older man onto his knees. He flipped the physician's smock up over Hiroki's back, revealing his gorgeous jock clad ass. Nowaki was beside himself at the look of his lover's anatomy in this marvelous bit of fabric. It neatly contained Hiro-san's cock and his balls, while giving him complete access to his ass and leaving Nowaki to glory in the framed magnificence of the man's backside.

Hiroki felt a large warm hand on his back, pushing his shoulders down to the mattress. He allowed himself to be positioned this way, his ass still high in the air.

He closed his eyes behind his dangerously askew spectacles, so his entire awareness was focused on the tactile sensations of Nowaki's touch. He could feel Nowaki's hands on his hips; the edges of the stiff cuffs Nowaki still wore on his wrists; the brush of the leathered tethers hanging from these against the outside of his thighs.

Nowaki placed a sucking kiss on each one of Hiro-san's ass cheeks just before his hands slid down from lean hips and replaced his lips. He kneaded the firm flesh before spreading Hiro-san's cheeks, revealing the man to him entirely.

Hiroki gasped when Nowaki chose to place his third heated kiss right on his quivering pucker. An electric shiver shot through him as Nowaki began to lavish this place with his talented tongue. Hiroki moaned unrepentantly as Nowaki's slick, velvety muscle pushed into him.

"Nowaki…?" Hiroki didn't have enough breath to finish his question; the sensation of Nowaki's tongue was so intense.

Hiroki found himself the author of the most un-prideful whimper when Nowaki's mouth left him. He was further appalled to hear this same sound repeated when Nowaki spat just at the top of his anxious asshole and used gravity's sliding drip of this to lube the single digit that had sought entrance and was now pressing into him.

"Were you going to ask me what I was doing, Hiro-san?" Nowaki purred behind him.

Hiroki felt his heavy sac draw up further and his weeping cock twitch, as after asking this Nowaki spat again into his relaxing entrance. Hiroki offered his undignified sound in triplicate when he felt the heated tip of Nowaki's cock nudge against his hole.

"I'm going to fuck the devil right out of this heavenly ass of yours, Hiro-san."

Hiroki found himself uttering a silent prayer, one that was quickly cut short, as Nowaki pressed in and set about driving "the Demon" out of his lover.


NEW AN:

Hey lovelies, I am back. Sorry for the absence, but I have been traveling and my internet access was limited. I did get a hell of a lot of editing done though, so expect the rest of the chapters to appear soon. Then I'll start posting new ones.


OLD AN:

"Want to learn the meaning behind your uke's words? Use our handy uke- dictionary. 'No, I don't want this!' = 'Fuck me!' 'Stop it!' = 'Fuck me!' 'I need to sleep.' = 'Fuck me.' 'What's for dinner?' = 'Fuck me.'" From The Seme Handbook from Dangerous Pleasures Scanalations.

A note of reality here… while spit can be very sexy at times, it is, in truth, not enough lubricant for anal sex… No matter what FF tells you.

Old AN:

Okay… So this is for EFG… A belated B-Day. I Luv Hiro you need to thank EFG as her B-Day answered your silent prayer. I know another horrible tease. But we're soon reaching the end of this tale/tail. I have been called into work, but if I can, I will get another chapter up when I get home… I'm on a roll at the moment…

Wow... it so much shorter without all foreplay stuff... Nice...

Thank you everyone who has review and been patient with me on this fic… I love hearing from you (hint).