Ten
Furuichi, finally, decided to take a short walk to his dear bastard of a friend, Oga Tatsumi's house. It was a nice summer day, perfect for wearing shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. This was also a day that Furuichi could've been picking up girls, or flirting, or doing other activities that most disapprove of, but it had been such a long time since he visited Oga. And the longer he stayed away from him the less he would be included in this story. So he reached Oga's house and didn't need to be close to the door to hear Yolda and Oga screaming at each other. Maybe I should come back, Furuichi thinks, but he shakes his head 'no'. Oga's sister answers the door, glaring angrily at Furuichi, most likely because of the loud argument going on.
"What do 'you' want?" she says groggily.
"Uh, is Oga home?" that had to be the stupidest question Furuichi ever asked, and since of such stupidity the door was slammed in his face.
"That went well," he says. He lets himself in only to have a glass cup shatter in his face.
"Oh so you wanna play dirty huh!" Oga shouts in a very mucus voice immediately reaching for the closest object in grabbing range and hauls it at Yolda so quickly it hit her dead in the face.
"W-what's going on here!" Furuichi yells while holding his bleeding countenance in his palm, glaring angrily through fingers at Oga.
"Oh! Furuichi, when'd you get here?" Oga says nonchalantly, wiping his lightly wet nose and walking over to his friend and patting him nicely on the shoulder,
"Hey, why's your face all bloody?"
After Izabella fixed up Furuichi's face and everyone was situated in the living room, En decided it was time to play an awesome game of chutes and ladders.
"Since when were you into board games?" Furuichi asks,
"Since now" En quickly answers then begins to explain the rules of the game.
"However reaches the end wins, simple!"
"Well hell if it's that easy then lets get this over with" Oga says opening the box to the game and taking out the colorful game board. It was a very childish and simple design of rainbow colors and ladders that made you go up and chutes that could lead back to the beginning of the game.
"I call this piece," Satura says picking a small child figure with wild blonde hair and light green eyes. Izabella choose one that could've been her twin sister, Yolda picks a silver hat, Furuichi chooses a racecar, Oga and En had decided to be a two-man team and pick the famous gohan figure.
"We go first!" En yells out, not that anyone was going to object. He takes a pair of purple dice out of the box and mixes it up in his hand before letting the pieces fall onto the board.
"Ha! Two! take that!" the naive boy cheers.
"Twelve" Furuichi says and moves his piece five spaces forward up a chute, and seven spaces. En gawks,
"Oh, I got ten" Satura says,
"Eight"
"Nine"
"No~! This isn't fair this game is bogus!" En kicks the game board to the side and takes Oga's hand,
"We're going upstairs!"
"But-the game just started!" Oga yells and pulls En down to his lap,
"Ya can't force everyone to play and then quit-
-But they cheated!" En whines as tears fill at the ends of his eyes. Oga sighs and wipes his runny nose,
"I'll make you a bet, if ya finish this game, then I'll give you whatever you want" Oga says. En thinks for a moment, a small smirk creeping on his lips-whatever I want, he thinks.
"Deal!" Throughout the game of chutes and ladders there were many shrieks and whines and cries of rage from the young demon boy, but nonetheless, he finished the game, even though he lost.
"I finished it! Now give me what I want!" En yells at Oga, who sighs and rolls his eyes.
"And what would that be?" the delinquent remarks. En smirks and comes closer to Oga bringing his lips to the young teen's ear and whispering
"A make out session" Oga's face turns terribly dark red,
"A-a-a-what?" he stutters,
"You heard me"
"How do you even know what that is!"?
"From the human show Yolda tends to watch" Oga gives Yolda a demonic glare and she shrugs her shoulders.
"We made a deal, your going to keep your promise" En states boldly while crossing his arms. After the last almost make out session Oga has tried to not be so... connected to En in such ways. If he was to do that again, and no one would stop him, certain things might happen to En that he's way too young for. But Oga made a promise and he usually kept oaths, but this oath was so...
"Can't you think of something else?" Oga tries to ask.
"NO!" En yells adding a disdainful pout. Oga coughs into his hand and stares at the boy.
"F...Fine then"
En waits patiently on Oga's bed as the delinquent sits in his swirly chair trying to figure out how to successfully have a 'make out' session with the young boy without harming him or going to far. He couldn't think of a way to touch the boy's lovely creamy skin and hold his fragile body against his without breaking or bruising him. And each idea of how to 'handle' En he thought of the more he wanted to put his thoughts into action. His lower region was tingling and his body heat was rising drastically. It's not like we're having sex, Oga thinks, just be as gentle as possible, yet that was easier said then done. He finally stands from his chair and walks over to En, staring into his naive lime eyes, which look back at him with pure lust that an eleven year old shouldn't have. Must've been from watching all those Soap Opera's with Yolda. In the end Oga could only think of him as human, even though the boy was a demon lord, and their customs and morals are most likely different from what mortals believe. Oga places his hands on both sides of En's shoulders and gradually pushes him back against the bed. He lowers himself just enough that they were barely touching and so that his weight wouldn't crush the fragile creature below him. Oga moistens his dry lips with his wet tongue and pulls En into a rough kiss. And the young boy squirms slightly under him and wraps his little arms around Oga's neck and urges him to come closer. Though Oga did not wish for it, their bodies connect, causing En to gasp lightly. Oga slips his tongue in-between soft lips, and wraps his strong arms around the young boy's waist. And for a while En receives his make out session, but this little event wasn't enough for the delinquent teen; Oga leaves En's lips and trail sweet kisses down his jaw line to his neck, and began to suck and nip at his skin. En's body turns a lustful sanguine color, turning Oga on even further. Oga's pants suddenly felt too tight for him, matter fact all his clothing felt to tight, and hot. He removes his shirt, revealing to innocent eyes the muscularity of a man, and begins to take off En's along with the young boy's pants and little underwear. And Oga grins heinously at the beautifully nude body under him. En didn't understand what was happening; this wasn't like anything he's seen in Yolda's programs, and his dear Papa seemed happy so he wasn't going to stop him. Oga lowers himself once more and licks at the boy's chest leading his wet tongue to a pink nipple and plays with harshly. En gasps loudly letting out an unsure moan as Oga's callous hand reaches down to the inside of the boy's thigh and with pressure circles his fingers along his skin.
"Pa-Papa" the young boy gasps again, tangling his fingers in a dark mess of hair and clutching his loving father's head tightly. Hearing his name being called fuels Oga's desire to go further and he leaves a trail of kiss marks and hickeys along the boy's stomach trailing down his happy trail to the most needed pleasure body part of all. Oga became hesitant, he didn't want to take his virginity just yet, not while he's so young and naive, and definitely for his own conscience. The last thing Oga wants was to regret his actions.
"That's...This is enough" Oga says, staring up at En who had a look of pure disappointment on his countenance. But En didn't argue, he simply crawls into the sheets of the bed and waits for Oga to do the same.
"I'll be back in just a sec" he says and leaves the room heading into his bathroom sitting on the floor back against the wall as he unzips his pants and swiftly pulls them off along with his underwear. Letting loose his hardened erected member. And he shivers when placing his cool hand on it rubbing the top gently and moaning softly to himself. He then took his member into a grasp and began to stroke himself and as his strokes became faster and harder he would throw his head back and breathe in and out heavily. His eyes roll back as his face begins to burn with pleasure, he could feel himself reaching his peek. He bucks his hips against his hand urging himself to pull harder feeling the patient fluids inside of him coming out through the top and with one powerful tug it all came out. And he groans loudly, hoping he didn't wake anyone, as it splats onto his stomach and on the floor.
"Shit" he curses.
It was hotter than usual, a hot that should remain in the depths of the earth's core, a hot that made the sun look like ice cream, a hot that had the child rearing bad-ass lying on his bed literally stuck to his sheets, with a small nude body lying next to him. And he knew it all started last night, he didn't think what he had done would cause the boy to get so sick, and he felt so guilty that it caused his black heart to ache despairingly.