Hey, everyone! Welcome to the next chapter! I have to admit writing this was a bit of a challenge, but I did my best for my readers. Hopefully everyone can find something within this to enjoy. :)
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Opening the front door to his penthouse, Akihiko breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes, he truly detested the benefits that came with being a successful writer.
Well, perhaps that wording choice was a bit much. He didn't exactly detest his career choice. As far as he was concerned, he was content conjuring his own realities on the vacant screen of his laptop; it was the hassle of selling those realities to the public that always seemed to irritate him.
He hated the pressure Aikawa put on him to advertise these fantasies, it just wasn't necessary in his opinion. Yet he knew it wouldn't be wise to voice out those honest thoughts—not unless he wanted to be brutally murdered by the devil herself. The best he could truly do was endure the tiring events. Sure, it was annoying, but it would least get his editor off his ass.
As he closed the door behind him, the author had noticed a few things. One, he seemed to register the darkness that plastered over the surroundings of his penthouse. While it didn't bother him, to say it was soothing was a bit unnecessary. Second, the stillness that coated his apartment building ringed with unfamiliarity. His lover was not a quiet creature; he usually welcomed him home. Yet before he could questioned that aspect, he noticed the trails of light that flickered upstairs.
Curious, the author strided up the staircase, ascending softly amongst the steps as his hand trailed along the smooth rail. The long hall at the top of the stairs was plastered amongst that ringing obscureness, the only light that originated from the corridor was the glowing streak that infiltrated Akihiko's bedroom. Walking faster, his footsteps echoed throughout the floorboards before he reached the door to his bedroom.
Securing the doorknob tightly, it twisted easily under his hands. He let the door fall open, and stepped inside. For a moment, nothing but brightness claimed his vision, yet as his eyes acclimatized with the setting before him, a gasp was torn from his lips.
Curled on the top of his bed laid Misaki—yet it wasn't his presence that frozen Akihiko's body into place. It was rather what the teen was wearing—or lack of, for that matter. Every inch of his milky skin was exposed, causing him to look delectably vulnerable. Around his neck, he wore a collar as a sign of being Akihiko's pet. The cat ears on his head matched the color of his messy hair. Upon further inspection, the author also noticed a tail that was somehow attached to the boy's body.
Feasting his eyes on the sight before him, Akihiko decided that his cute lover closely resembled a playful little kitten that had just arisen from a nap...and he couldn't wait to make that kitten purr underneath him.
The thoughts that troubled him throughout the evening had slowly faded away, growing into nothing more but a distant memory. The feelings of stress, pressure, and the annoying sense of duty—it all vanished. Nothing occupied his attention but the glaring bulge that started to arise, making him succumb to the heavenly feelings of arousal. Slowly, he walked toward the boy, shrugging out of his business coat while undoing the tie on his shirt.
Looking at the man before him made the teen canter towards the deepest rhapsody. His lustrous hair spilled over the collar of his white shirt. He worked on the buttons of his shirt in a hurry, then took it off, revealing the enticing sight of those gorgeous abs that screamed masculinity. It never failed to take Misaki's breath away. The author inched even closer, determined to be acquainted with his newly owned pet. Despite his hurried movements, each step was measured, filled with inimitable grace, as though he walked on thin air.
"You're so thoughtful, Misaki," Akihiko praised, making his way towards the bed. "Were you waiting for me to come home? Oh, you're such a good little kitten."
Misaki simply purred in response, doing his best to stay in character. The author smirked, and settled amongst the sheets, resting his back upon the wooden headboard. Eagerly, the kitten sat up and crawled towards Akihiko; letting out a pleased sigh as his Master stroked behind his ears, like he would for a real cat. He leaned forward and nuzzled his head into that comforting hand, loving the gentle touch his Master inflicted.
Akihiko chuckled, amused. "Did you like that, Misaki?" He whispered huskily, scratching those ears a bit more sluggishly. "Do you approve of Master's touch?"
His kitten said nothing, he merely purred yet again—all of which aroused hilarity within the author. Misaki was undeniably cute. Time had done nothing to immune the author from the perfection of that face, and he was sure that he would never take any aspect of the teen for granted. His eyes traced over those delicate features: from his heart-shaped face, to the sharp angle of his cheekbones, until he reached the luscious fullness of those of lips—which was now twisted into an expression of pure pleasure. Akihiko just couldn't get enough of it.
Deliberately, he leaned towards that blushing face, smirking devilishly as those pools of emerald meet his erotic gaze.
"You're so beautiful, Misaki," Akihiko whispered, trailing his touch amongst his kitten's golden skin. He kissed those cheeks lovingly, brushing his lips everywhere. "It just makes my heart ache..."
Mewling, the teen shifted his body forward, crawling towards the man until he was straddling his Master's lap. Akihiko grunted in approval, placing his hands on those slender hips, loving the feel of his kitten's warmth.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking about this all evening." It was true. Throughout the restlessness of his troublesome evening, all that consumed his mind was the delectable feast that was waiting for him at home. He knew Misaki would make an effort to please him—after all, he still was the victor of their reigning bet. Yet he never imagined his kitten would transform into something that was positively...fuckable. His costume—or lack of, for a better word—surprised the man. Never in his wildest dreams did he think Misaki would allow such naughtiness to prosper. It was exciting, to say the least.
Misaki palmed the man's chest, leaning closer until his mouth reached that gorgeous face, and simply...licked the man, covering the man's face with kisses. Akihiko chuckled, amused with his kitten's behavior. His laughter was soon accompanied by groans as Misaki continued to taste his skin.
"My sweet, sweet kitty," the author teased, tightening his grip upon those luscious hips. "You've never been so affectionate with your movements, before...mmm," he groaned, surrendering to that tongue that raked through his senses. "I love it when you use that tongue of yours, Misaki."
A shiver trickled down the teen's frame. Oh, how he loved to be devoured by those sweet confessions. It never failed to render him within that realm of ecstasy. His Master always knew what to say—always chose the perfect words that plundered his will to fight almost instantly. Heatedly, he grinded his hips upon his Master's bulge, relishing the sounds that escaped the elder's lips. Unable to help himself, he pushed his body into that strong built, fully aware that he was giving himself to the author's heat.
Akihiko let out a wicked laugh, utterly satisfied with the turn of events. Ultimately, he palmed the nape of Misaki's neck and pulled him in for an enticing kiss. The softest sigh escaped the teen's lips as their mouths met, their lips sliding together. At first, Akihiko kept it slow and sweet, his fingers dancing within those chocolate locks, holding his kitten in place as he moved his mouth over his. Then, he settled into the kiss, demanding more of that hot mouth. Misaki mewled, overwhelmed by the intensity, but followed suit nonetheless.
The blissful contact of his Master's lips raked fire throughout Misaki's bloodstream. He couldn't think—he couldn't process anything. The only movements his body endorsed was the gradual continuation of that aching kiss. Akihiko's mouth brushed brutally over his, as though he were asserting his dominance over his kitten's physique. And then, quite distinctively, the gradual power of that kiss flickered away...wrenching the teen from that breathtaking experience.
Akihiko's lips were still before his own were. He opened his eyes and found the man staring at him with a mixture of admiration and greed.
"You're one splendid kisser, my pet. I don't know how I manage to overcome such seduction."
Those words should have angered the kitten, but the need to please his Master was much too great. He was nothing but aroused, and he would show his Master just what a good pet he could be. Slowly, he rendered himself towards Master's gaze...and simply meowed at him. The author chortled, amused with the direction of his kitten's actions. He raised his hand to stroke those heated cheeks, admiring the timidness that blazed those perfect orbs.
"You made such a lovely sound," the author murmured, gently stroking Misaki's jaw. "Such a clever kitten you are."
It was ridiculous how quickly the teen's body responded. Just a simple utterance of praise, and his breath declined; his cock, hardening greatly between his legs, twitched and threatened to swell all the more. He meowed loudly in response, nuzzling his cheek against that icy hand. It wasn't long before he resumed his earlier activities, and began licking his Master's fingers, loving the distinctive taste that belonged only to him.
Another chuckle erupted from Akihiko's lips. "Look at you, being such a sweet kitten," he marveled, adoring the ministrations the teen continued to provide for him. "Oh, you're such a perfect little pet."
Hearing that honesty of those words bristled fire within the teen. He felt his body flaring to life, relinquishing rivulets of warmth that spilled throughout his limbs. It became too much for him. Adrenaline—pure liquid molten survival—made him react to those delicious words. He couldn't help himself. Swiftly, he ceased his preceding actions and began to suck on his Master's fingers, closing his eyes in utter embarrassment.
Akihiko's eyes darkened. "Misaki..."
The teen's blood roared in his ears as he sucked, pausing occasionally to lick those delicious digits. He wasn't sure why he was responding to his Master so shamelessly, but frankly, it didn't matter. Nothing was more important than satisfying his Master's needs. Of course, Misaki was well aware of his shocking confession, but at the heat of moment, he didn't care. He wanted his Master to be proud of him. He wanted him to pet his ears and praise him for being a good little kitty.
"You're such a responsive little kitten," the author breathed, leaning in closer to bite those deceptive ears. Misaki shuddered, pearls of pre cum dampening upon his flesh. "You have no idea what that does to me."
The teen released the author's fingers and purred out in pleasure, drunken with lust. He pressed his body against that vigorous frame, offering his neck to the man in willful submission. Grinning, the writer accepted his kitten's offering, and latched on to that shivering flesh, leaving possessive marks to show everyone who he belonged to. He drew the writhing teen closer, skimming his hands over the softness of his back before snaking down to grab a handful of that luscious ass.
Misaki liberated a soft sigh of pleasure, utterly delighted with his Master's touch. He could feel the bulge at the front of his Master's pants pressing suggestively against the juncture of his thighs, and with each rotation of the elder's hips, the pressure and fiction only increased the teen's arousal even higher.
Akihiko growled; just hearing the sweet cries of submission made the hunger within him pulsate. He grinded his cock against the teen, needing to feel that nectarous flesh once more. It wasn't long before he released his hold upon the teen, licking the honeyed wounds he conceived upon that quivering neck. He grated his teeth and his eyes became harsh. Lust erupted from every pore of his body. His dick throbbed. He'd tasted the utter sweetness of his kitten, and he wanted to be inside the boy—like, now.
But the kitten had other plans, because he pulled away, planting kisses upon Akihiko's neck as he wounded his way down his chest, using his hands and mouth to drive the author mad. Misaki razed his Master's nipples with the tips of his fingers, dragging his tongue over one, and then the other. Akihiko sucked in a breath as a lightening bolt of sensation skewered into his cock, knocking him breathless against the force.
"Oh, that feels good, Misaki."
And it was nothing but the truth. The way he touched him drove the author insane. The teen was torturing him with his fingernails, raking them down his body, his mouth following his touch. He licked the author, dragging his teeth over his skin until the writer had lifted his hips off the bed. The pleasure was overwhelming, and he wasn't sure if he wanted more or if he couldn't stand it. Yet as the seconds lingered, he knew he was awaiting that gratification to surround the neediness of his cock.
And when he felt those hands undoing the buttons of his fly, he was ready to beg.
But he didn't have to, since the teen wrapped his fingers around the base and stroked it, causing the tightness within his balls to blossom. And when he witnessed that face trailing closer to his shaft, he couldn't help but smirk victoriously.
"Very good," the author praised, stroking those ears affectionately. "You've done so well, my sweet pet. Master's very proud of you."
Misaki's heart jumped, its rate accelerating. The love dripping from his Master's words rendered him breathless, making his chest swell with pride. Akihiko chuckled from that reaction. Silly boy. Even within the mists of passion, he always found a way to be so cute. It was one of the traits he loved from the boy—but enough of that, now. He'd cherish the teen later. Right now, he was in need of his kitten's servitude.
"Now," he said roughly. "Open your mouth and suck my cock."
Excited from the flare of that command, Misaki pressed his lips to the side of that cock, and licked openly. The wet touch, the velvety glide, it made the author's hips clenched. He lifted his face to the heavens, stared at the blank ceiling before he closed his eyes, savoring his kitten's licks.
"Yes, Misaki," he hissed, pressing his hand to the back those silky locks. Misaki mewled, inhaling the scent of his Master's cock. It was delicious, so thick and manly that he wanted to drown in the mere taste of it. As he flattened his tongue on the underside of his cock and licked his way up the head, he saw that cock rewarding him with a hot burst of pre cum.
He couldn't wait to devour it all. His mouth opened and he caught the flash of pre cum, loving the tangy taste of it as it seared upon his tongue. Swiftly, he flicked his tongue upon the erection before engulfing it completely within his mouth.
"God, I adore you," Akihiko expressed, his voice thick. "You gorgeous thing—taking everything I give you. Ngh, you're such a perfect pet."
Misaki whined, relishing the words of his Master. Yes, this was exactly what he wanted—the sinful praise of his Master. How he loved absorbing his Master's compliments. It made the fulfillment of executing his needs much more satisfying. Happily, he moaned in the back of his throat as he tasted the rawness of his Master, quenching his thirst with every flick of his tongue.
"Oh, listen to you purr, Misaki," the writer gushed, gazing down at his lustful kitten. He licked his lips, his features contorting in blissful agony. "Ahhh...you always make such delicious sounds. I can't wait to fuck that greedy little hole of yours."
Misaki's pulse throbbed beneath his skin, as though his body were delighted from the promise of that luscious statement. Candidly, he sucked the man harder, hollowing out his cheeks as he drew pressure on the thick head. His inner kitten was purring gleefully as he heard the heated groans escaping his Master's throat. This was all too intoxicating, he couldn't get enough of Akihiko's taste. The bell on his collar jingled with every movement—the sound was so ingrained within his subconscious that his cock had hardened all the more.
"Mmm, that's it, Misaki," Akihiko groaned out, stroking the fake fur of his kitten's ears. "Get it nice and wet for me. Nghhh...you're doing such a fantastic job."
Misaki whined at that, his stomach lurching eagerly in response. Oh, this was just too much! The growing ache between his legs had spiraled drastically until he knew it was going to drive him insane. He felt empty and hollow—it had been two whole days since his Master's cock had filled him to the brim. He needed more...he desperately needed more!
As if hearing his kitten's plea, the author had leaned forward until his hand reached Misaki's privates parts. Very slowly, a smirk graced his lips.
"My God. Look at you, Misaki. You're dripping." Akihiko sounded awed. His hand making slick sounds as it slid along his kitten's shaft, conceiving the perfect mewls from his lover. "I bet it hurts, doesn't it? You're so hard, Misaki. You probably want to come so badly."
Yes...oh, yes. Misaki thought, his blood singing. The velvety softness of that statement rendered him immobile, making him succumb to his Master's sexual torment. The teen was slowly beginning to lose himself, his head becoming murky with troubled thoughts as he continued to taste that throbbing dick. He shifted his knees further apart, swaying his hips invitingly to make the tail he was wearing all the more noticeable.
Although the author was pleasured beyond compare, he couldn't help but flicker his sight towards that moving tail. It was silly thought, of course, but he desperately wanted to know how his kitten had kept it in place. Slowly—while in the midsts of his blowjob—he shifted his body forward until one of his hands had reached the shivering bottom, trailing it closer until it reached that roused entrance. It was there where Akihiko had discovered an wondrous fact: the tail was connected to an anal plug. Which—in literal sense—meant that what was holding it the entire time were the luscious muscle within the boy's rectum.
Losing control, the author extended his reach towards the tail, and twisted the plug in even deeper. The kitten liberated a muffled cry, while his Master stroked his hair with his other hand.
"Sweet kitten, did you like that?"
Yes. Misaki thought, pushing his ass towards his Master's hand, loving the slick squishing sound as that plug sank further into his asshole. The author's movements felt so dirty, so good. He could feel his muscles contracting wildly as the plug was moving inside of him, hitting the walls of his sensitive ass.
Akihiko fucked his kitten with the plug for a few minutes, rendering his movements slow and messy, until Misaki felt his lubricant dripping out and down his buttocks. Then, rather abruptly, the writer had eased the tail from his kitten's entrance. Misaki whined in protest, attempting to tighten his muscles to keep the plug where it was, but it slipped free with a squelch anyway.
"Patience, pet." Akihiko chuckled. "I'll get to the main event just in a moment. There's no need to act so disorderly. After all, you want to be a good kitty, don't you?"
Misaki answered the man by releasing a muted whine. Yes, he wanted to be a good kitty—that was all he ever wanted. Nothing was better than Master's praise; nothing in the whole wide world. It was the sole purpose of his existence, and he relished the fact he could please his Master. He let out a whimper as he felt those hands flickering towards his entrance. Yes, Master, please. He wanted those fingers to infiltrate his hole, to cripple him blind with mindless pleasure.
He supposed having such thoughts would shame his normal half, but at the moment, he really didn't give a damn. He was succumbing to his inner kitten, that's all that mattered to him. And what better way to present that factor than fantasizing his basic instincts. Like lying within the covers as his Master played with his asshole, petting his hair while telling him what a perfect kitten he was—it was the perfect scenario for him.
"Very good, Misaki," the writer said approvingly. "Nggh...that's it. Use that tongue of yours. As long as you keep that perfect little ass up for me." Then, there was a hand on Misaki's bottom, a pair of fingers circling around his entrance. "Oh, Misaki. You got yourself so wet for me. Good boy. So well-behaved."
Misaki shuddered in pleasure, then let out a moan as his Master's finger slipped inside. It didn't matter to him how sudden it was, how the pain had momentarily briefed him. All he knew was that it felt gloriously wrong to be opened up like that—not that he minded, of course.
"Yes, Misaki," Akihiko murmured, nudging another finger into that hot haven, smirking as soon as the teen had wiggled his hips. Trails of seed and lubricant splattered down Misaki's thighs, and his collar clinked as he squirmed. "God, you're perfect."
Misaki's cock swelled visibly, aching under the merciless force his Master set upon it. Usagi-san, he mewled within his mind. Ahhh. He couldn't take much more of this—the grueling factor of those forbidden words. It just wasn't enough. He could feel his member throbbing alongside his frantic heartbeat, and he let out a sobbing moan with each pulse.
"You're quite the bold thing, aren't you?" Akihiko mused, groaning slightly as that tongue burst another wave of pleasure through him. "Playing with your kitty toys, working yourself wide open for me." He slid a third finger in, licking his lips as that hot flesh had gripped him. "You must really want it."
His kitten didn't answer him, he merely pressed his lips to the side of his cock, licking it slowly. Akihiko groaned, greatly amused. He slammed his fingers against the tightness of that cavern, having enough of their gentle foreplay. Misaki arched, shivering openly. He flicked his tongue over the tip of Akihiko's erection, and then swallowed him whole.
The author groaned yet again, helplessly aroused. It was amazing to watch his cock disappear into that mouth while at the same time, feeling the suction—that wet heat that surrounded him. He could hear that collar jingling ceaselessly; a seductive carol that went along with his kitten's breathless moans.
And that's when the author had drastically lost control.
"That's enough," he growled, grabbing a fistful of Misaki's hair, yanking it upward so the teen was forced to meet his beastly gaze. "I'm in need of something else, my pet."
Before the kitten could respond, he felt those fingers leaving his heated entrance, and all that ascended from him was a pathetic whimper. How he hated this wretched emptiness—it made him actually feel the echo his Master resonated. His hole was gaping shamelessly; the muscles around it trying to tighten over nothing. It was an embarrassing sight to behold—well, for Misaki that is.
Yet before he could vent this frustration, he caught himself falling into mindless pools of lilac. It was amazing how easily he'd fallen; he could drown in them and never want to resurface.
"Turn around," the author said. "Get on your hands and knees and push your ass out for me."
Misaki's heart, racing already, spluttered frantically. There was nothing that could ever prepare him for the explicit detail that lingered within his Master's words. It destroyed him every time. Euphoria, blazing and feral, shot puddles of unbridled passion rushing down his veins. Nothing could stop him at this moment. He was primed and ready—had been from the moment they started. Wordlessly, he abided to that command and slowly pulled free of his Master's hold. Turning around, he lowered himself onto the bed, resting his upper body upon his hands and knees.
"You're a rather tempting sight," Akihiko said gruffly, brushing his hands over the teen's ass. Misaki flinched, but it was a gentle caress, only prepping him only for more. The author chuckled, clutching both cheeks softly. "Relax, my sweet kitten. Your Master will take care of you. I promise."
Misaki panted, his eyes wide as he stared at the winkled bedsheets below him. The author's grip had tightened and within a fraction of a second, his cock had slipped in, infiltrating the tightness of his luscious heat. Misaki bit his lower lip, panting through his nostrils. Although the anal plug had dilated him long enough, there was still that hot wave of pain that came from accepting someone as large as Akihiko. Still, even though it'd mildly bothered him, there was still something exciting about having that cock tearing through his entrance.
Misaki pulsed as his Master thickened inside him, his body adjusting to him. He gasped, tears of pleasure burning his eyes. This was achingly sweet, a powerful aphrodisiac that made him clench around that perfect cock.
"Moan for me Misaki," Akihiko breathed, thrusting into that tight cavern. "Let me hear your beautiful voice."
Whimpering, the teen shook his head. He wasn't allowed to structure such conduct—his Master would never forgive him! After all, animals couldn't talk.
"Misaki," that voice groaned, fucking that cavern much more hastily. "It's alright. I'll give you permission just this once."
"Ngnn...ahhh..." It was as though someone had increased the volume, for the kitten's voice was getting louder at every wake. "Ohhh..."
Pure triumph had decorated that perfect face. Oh, the boy was just too precious—yet that wouldn't save him for what the writer had in store. Slowly, he pierced into that splendid fire, loving the cries that continued to escape the teen. It wasn't long before he conceived the perfect rhythm, fucking his kitten without any sense of reservation.
Misaki screamed as his Master prolonged that vivid ache, rendering him into a perfect ball of submission. It was as though the author was seeping his crazed lust into his veins, and he couldn't fight it. He and his dominance possessed the teen, making the hunger between them all the more visible. Misaki had cried out, his voice hoarse as his Master had taken him over and over again, overwhelming him in every possible position.
"Ahhh! Oh, Master! Please!"
Akihiko gritted his teeth, releasing a string of profanities as he continued claiming that hot body. Kami, the boy was too sweet. How he loved seeing that adorable face saturating in the deepest pleasure. It was beautiful—the way that blush clouded that erotic face as it tried reaching for that gratifying need of release. It was painfully enticing. He had no idea what he did to the man when making that cute face, for his resolve always crumbled like a tower of sand. It was beyond embarrassing, yet he didn't mind that shameful secret...not when he witnessed that luscious face falling as he claimed him all over again.
"You're the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," the author confessed at some point. "You're all I could ever want, Misaki."
The sex between them was passionate, flooding into a cocoon of brilliant warmth. At one point, the kitten was riding his perverted Master, the collar making the sweetest sounds as he bounced upon that delicious erection, losing every inch of his sanity. It was unreal, surrendering to pleasure like this—but then again, when has anything between them been anything but passionate?
"Right there, Misaki," the writer purred, pumping his cock into that sweet paradise. "Oh, God, yesssss..."
Misaki mewled, quivering shamelessly as the pleasure raked throughout his limbs, clenching his eyes shut. His mouth opened and his breath rushed out of him. His whole body reverberated with the rush of euphoria. It was maddening, the way that cock barged into his heated walls, he didn't think he could take much more of it. His thighs tightened, and his toes curled helplessly, radiating lust that shot through him like a deathly current. "Ahhh!"
"Come for me, Misaki," Akihiko growled, tightening his grip on those luscious thighs. "Right now—I want to see that fucking face of yours."
The blistered fire that rolled through Misaki's body, it was so hot, so passionate, so utterly delicious. He screamed, coming hard as he threw himself forward, lifting and slamming down upon that hardened member.
Watching the boy come was pure magic. He went on with full force, his expression surrendering to the ultimate passion. Akihiko thrusted deep with all he had until he couldn't hold back any longer, yet before he could reach that sweet release, his kitten had pressed his hands upon his chest, signaling him to stop.
If there was any situation where the author wanted to whine, it would have been at this moment. How could the boy be so cruel? Granted, he may have pissed the boy off at times, but that did NOT mean he deserved a denied release! Just who the hell did this boy think he was?!
Yet before he could express this irritation, he felt that body sliding away from him, all of which conceived confusion within the man. What...was his kitten doing? Didn't he want to please his only Master? Just what was going on? Yet all questions were answered the moment he witnessed the boy trailing downward, stopping only until his face had reached his unattended member.
For a moment, the author was surprised. Yet when that tongue flicked over the tip of his erection, nothing but a filthy smile designated that perfect face.
"I see," Akihiko chuckled, tangling his fingers into that brown hair. "You want some of Master's milk, don't you?"
His kitten didn't answer him. He merely engulfed the erection before him, rolling his tongue over the head of his cock, licking it as though he were tasting a lollipop.
Akihiko hissed in breath, digging his fingers into those messy locks. Watching the head of his cock wet from that mouth made his balls tighten blissfully. And when the teen engulfed him yet again and squeezed him with a swallow, he knew he wasn't going to last.
"Misaki," he warned, panting heavily. "I...I'm going to come."
His kitten grabbed the base of his cock, and slowly began to pump him while bobbing his head up and down his cock, flickering his tongue over him. Akihiko groaned loudly, feeling his orgasm approaching like a herd of elephants. Feverishly, he tightened his grip upon that silky hair, thrusting his cock into that wonderful mouth...and that's when he surrendered to that gorgeous heat.
"Oh, yeah." He exploded, filling that mouth with hot cum, his body shaking with effort as he released everything he had. Misaki sucked him hard, squeezing his balls until there wasn't an inch of seed left.
Leisurely, the author settled into the covers, feeling the kitten's pounding heart resting against his thigh. He sighed, breathing slowly as the tiredness began to consume him. For a moment, his thoughts shifted aimlessly, as though they were being whirled away by that distinctive world of unconsciousness. It bothered him at first, yet as the seconds lingered, the drowsiness begin to loosened its hold upon him—giving him the opportunity to think more clearly.
When he finally raised his head, he smoothed a hand over the boy's hair, relishing the soft sighs that escaped his kitten. Nothing more happened as the seconds faltered. Misaki seemed content lying there, resting alongside his Master, yet somehow...the author knew there was something else his kitten desperately wanted.
He buried his fingers into that chestnut hair, ruffling the edges affectionately. "Beautiful kitty," the author said with a smile, "You were perfect, tonight."
Misaki blushed, embarrassment coursing through from the sweetness of those words. Baka Usagi! He always said the most stupidest things! Yet in end, if he were honest with himself...he really didn't mind hearing those cheesy words at all.
With a mewl, he inched closer to his Master and made a low, rumbling sound when the author began to scratch behind his ears.
Lol, I know—this was all so terribly corny! xD
Forgive me. I was trying to insert the theme of fluff within this chapter, but I don't think it came out the way I intended. As far as I'm concerned, it still came out dirty. ^^;; I apologize for that. It seemed a lot of my readers have been requesting it, since everyone thinks I have a rather cruel way of writing when it comes to sex scenes. xD Lol, I apologize for that, too. I don't mean to be rough with my writing, it just...happens. Hopefully that can explain it to everyone!
The next chapter will be a request. If anyone has a request they would like me to write about, feel free to leave it within the review box below! I'll be looking forward to it.
Thank you for reading! Hope to see you all real soon! (ﾉ-‿-)ﾉ･ﾟ:･ﾟ:･ﾟ