Tororo had been in Kururu's room many times before...yet it had never had this air of...intimacy before.

Now with his back against the inside of Kururu's bedroom door and Kururu pressed flush up against his front, he was glad for the privacy. He wouldn't want anybody walking in on something like this and awkward explaining following that. No, No Tororo could do without that.

However, even with the mild pleasures he was reviving from the light touches that Kururu was bestowing around his body, Tororo couldn't help find great amusement in this whole situation. It probably had to due with his own weird sadistic and egotistic nature but having Kururu in such a desperate and somewhat nervous state made him grin. The whole way to Kururu's room the yellow menace had struggled greatly to keep himself from jumping the young tadpole he had been leading.

Now in the safety of his room, he wasn't holding back.

Tororo's lips where quickly recaptured in a gentle kiss, tongues probing and dying to taste the inside of the others mouth again. This gentle lip-lock was soon turned in to a lustful and needy fight for dominance between there tongues. It was a well fought battle that both had there own reasons to try to win, but in the end Kururu claimed dominance with a well timed, blatant and somewhat rough groping at Tororo's lower regions. Tororo couldn't help but wither slightly and retract his tongue, only to feel Kururu's invade his mouth in a quick swift movement. Whatever, Fuck the dominance. Tororo didn't care as long as Kururu moved his god dam hand again!

Kururu let out a short string of ku's as Tororo attempted in vain to feel more of the sweet friction that he knew he could get with a bit of work.

"Calm down Squirt, we have all the time in the world..." Kururu muttered as he leaned down to roughly suck on the tadpole's neck, creating the first of what would soon be many possessive hickeys. His hand still lingered over Tororo's quickly hardening arousal and teasingly brushing against it.

"No we don't! We have ONE night Kururu!" Tororo growled out a bit franticly, trying his damnedest to the friction that Kururu was so blatantly denying him.

"Tsh don't remind me... Just because we only have one night to be together dose not mean that we have to rush this. Its better when you take your time."

Tororo did have to agree that he did not want this to end quickly. It was highly erotic, being sandwiched between a door and Kururu, the yellow menace kissing and sucking at his neck until it left dark marks that showed Kururu had claimed his territory. That teasing hand began to rub rough trails along the slit that his his member from Kururu. Tororo shuddered slightly, not quite used to the sensation but loving it all the same. Yet he found that as the pressure increased and Kururu's hand sped up slightly, Tororo found it becoming extremely difficult to control himself. All Kururu was doing was touching him, nothing even major, and he was already loosing his self control. He found that he didn't really care though...had he really been wanting Kururu that badly before?

Then Kururu picked him up, slung over his shoulder and carried like a dam piece of property. This irritated Tororo quite a bit and was about to yell when he found himself tossed on to the bed and Kururu quickly positioned himself above Tororo. Tororo couldn't help but blush. This maddeningly attractive scientist was above him, ready to do horribly naughty things to him and he was gonna let him do it! Should he really?

Most of his skepticism and doubt where quickly ignored as Kururu slid a finger along the inside of his protective pouch, making him squirm violently and shudder.

"Ku, ku ku kuu~! Dose this feel good Tororo? Do you want more?" Kururu snickered, an evilly seductive tone in his voice

"Fuuuck, Kururu! Stop being an asshole!" Tororo whined loudly as the yellow devil continues to teas him mercilessly. This was pure insanity. The teasing, the light touches; the fact that he was constantly being denied what he truly wanted was simply maddening.

"Ku, Ku ku ku kuu~ Squirt you can't ask me to stop being what I am. It just wouldn't be the same. And besides…." Kururu snickered and leaned down to blow at the head of Tororo's arousal. "You know you love it you dam masochist.

Tororo whimpered, his cock growing at the cold of the air and the hot of Kururu's breath mixing together in to a weird sensation that just served to get him even more worked up. However, no serious touching had been done yet and he was in desperate need of some sort of friction from ANYTHING, at this point. He had done things like this with himself before but it had never compared to this. He remembered the intense pain that he had been issued at the start of the "Love making" the first time, But the mind numbing pleasure that had followed made him shiver in anticipation. He could tell Kururu was torturing himself with this as well, he could feel the yellow scientist's member poking out of his protective pouch and brushing against the side of Tororo's thigh. Tororo smirked, determined to turn the tables this time.

He ground against Kururu, there cocks rubbing together and creating a hot friction between them. Tororo moaned quietly, he wasn't quiet expecting that to have such an effect on him. The low throaty groan that came out of Kururu's mouth made him both blush and all the more determined to win this game they had begun.

He began a gentle rocking motion, brushing there hips together, and quickly loosing himself in a lust filled haze that blinded him of everything but Kururu. That was all that was on his mind. Kururu…..and getting more of this insane pleasure he was now feeling.

Kururu only lasted a few minutes of this slow and gentle torture before he snapped. He could handle a lot of things, but watching the one he had been lusting over for a short while teasing him and knowing fully that he wanted nothing more then to just fuck the daylights out of him but not allowing him to do that so easily. Tororo was a genius; He knew how to mess with Kururu's mind. Quickly moving his hands down and grabbing Tororo's hip and grinding against him much rougher and at a faster pace. Long drawled out moans slipped past Kururu's lips as his self control was quickly diminishing as the young tadpole he never thought he would find even sort of attractive, let alone sexy, made the most delicious and hypnotizing noises he had ever heard. Smirking, he leaned down and bit roughly at the edge of Tororo's shoulder, drawing a bit of blood and trailed partially down his shoulder once he pulled away. If that didn't mark him as the yellow devils, he would have to tattoo his dam symbol on to the squirt.

"K-K-Kururu! O-ohhh…" Tororo panted slightly. Hearing the tadpole groan out his name like that…its had its affects on the yellow devils already low self control. A slight sweat building up and making Tororo's entire body moist to the touch. The heat was sweltering, but both of them loved it. The moist air quickly becoming humid, only increasing there drive and making them more intent and frenzied in there act yet still both held on to what little haze of thoughts they had. Kururu snickered in a slight daze at the pleasure he felt swelling up inside of him. Kururu just kept his pace, rocking against Tororo and teasing him with what was to come once Kururu really got down to business. For now he took pleasure in the rough grinding, groping and the task of marking every possible exposed area he could find on Tororo's body with his vicious love bites.

Trailing his hands down Tororo's body in light trails that made Tororo quiver at the sensation, Kururu's hand made its way to Tororo's member. He rubbed his fingers along the tip, smirking in amusement at the generous amount of pre-come seeping from it. Tororo shuddered, squirming at the odd feeling and whimpering quietly as Kururu rubbed his member down, effectively coating his fingers in the slimy wet substance. Many (perverted) ideas came in to his mind as to what Kururu may have been planning to do now.

"Ku, Ku ku kuu~ Squirrrt~, are you sure you want to do this? This is your last chance to back out if you don't want to…" Kururu offered with an evil, teasing smirk spread across his face. Tororo gave him a look that mixed in "Are you fucking insane?" and "If you stop I will fucking kill you slowly and painfully".

"Kururu do I look like I wanna fucking stop?" Tororo sneered at the yellow devil, only to give a slight jump and blush horribly as he felt Kururu's fingers trailing around his entrance. This was embarrassing. "Oh Tororo, I know what you want. It written all over your face….and your crotch speaks for itself but that's beside the point. I want to here you saaay it~" Kururu snickered in a singsong voice. Tororo leaned his head back in great annoyance and let out a loud groan. "NO! Fuck you Kururu!"

"Say it. I want to hear you say it. I won't do ANYTHING until you do." Kururu smirked evilly, his cruel sadistic nature starting to come forth and wanting to prolong and possibly torture the tadpole before him. "You know I won't if I don't get what I want, so say it." Kururu growled out, leaning up to nibble at Tororo's neck. Tororo groaned out, he DID know Kururu would keep his word and leave him there to take care of himself if he wanted to.

"I WANT you to stop fucking TEASING Me you god dam prick! God I fucking haaa-ahh.." Tororo growled out, only to be interrupted by the feeling of a finger pushing past his tight entrance. It went in easily enough, and it didn't really hurt, it's just felt….odd. It didn't feel natural and Tororo knew that he wasn't accustomed to this. Still this unusual feeling of being slowly invaded intrigued him and he assumed he was safe if this was Kururu doing this to him. He trusted Kururu….right?

After a moment though, he realized that Kururu STILL wasn't doing what he wanted!

Kururu sat back, taking his sweet time, enjoying every moment that Tororo squirmed and made a disgruntled face of slight pain or a semi-shocked face of increasing pleasure as he moved his fingers around in him. This was what Kururu had been craving. Him being a sadistic, dominating bastard, he couldn't help but find a bit of twisted pleasure in having this much control over someone he had never really had any control over at all. He smirked before pushing a second finger in to Tororo, instantly feeling him tighten around the fingers and tense up. "Relax Squirt, I can't do this if you're all tense and ridged like this." Kururu cooed quietly, probing gently at Tororo's inner walls, trying his damdest to get him to relax a bit so he could move his fingers again.

"Relax…" Kururu whispered comfortingly. Tororo was trying , but he was having quite a bit of trouble. He was hot, he wanted this and Kururu was more then willing to give him what he was so desperately needing right then. Yet at the same time he knew this was probably gonna hurt like a bitch. He knew that somewhere in Kururu's mind, if not being a central thought to him, Kururu was going to enjoy hurting him like this.

Why did that idea turn Tororo on a bit more?

Kururu grew impatient quickly, deciding for himself that Tororo had waited enough before slowly continuing to stretch the the orange tadpole out, getting him ready to fit Kururu inside of him. Tororo's face immediately went sour and he let out an annoyed whimper of pain.

"KURURU! Fuck that hurts! Get off me you asshole! I wasn't ready!" Tororo growled angrily, pushing at Kururu and instinctively moving away from the intruding fingers that where causing the discomfort. Kururu only snickered and leaned down to kiss Tororo's cheek, pushing his fingers back in to Tororo, watching in delight as Tororo's face scrunched up in discomfort.

"B-bastard..." Tororo growled, leaning up and biting Kururu's shoulder hard and drawing blood and trying to get him off of him. Suddenly the fingers felt so much deeper in him as Kururu pushed them in roughly and moaned out a bit.

Oh yeah. Kururu was a fucking kinky ass masochist. Shit.

But as Kururu's fingers thrusted deep in to him ,he arched up, grasping at the bed and moaning. The fact that he was shamelessly bucking against Kururu's hand must have alerted him to the fact that he had done something right and that Tororo wanted him to keep doing that. Much to his disappointment though, Kururu found himself unable to locate whatever had changed Tororo's mood about this so quickly.

Eventually Kururu gave up, opting instead to pull his fingers entirely out of Tororo once he thought that he had been sufficiently stretched, basking in the irritated whine that erupted from Tororo the moment his fingers exited his arse. Despite his Protest and incoherent babbling about him wanting Kururu to do whatever he had just done and calling him a bastard, Kururu sat up and grinned big before pulling Tororo up on to his lap. He knew what Tororo wanted and her certainly knew what he himself wanted. He smirked as he lifted Tororo up slightly and shifted him above his own arousal, leaning up to kiss him slightly.

"Hmm ready Squirt? Ku, ku ku kuu~" Kururu snickered, blushing badly and obviously more then ready to do this."cause I mean if your not we can always wait for another time..." Kururu teased sarcasticly. Tororo wasn't having any of it though.

"Kururu I swear to god if you don't shut up and fuck me right now I. WILL. END. YOU." Tororo hissed "We don't have any time to wait for this!"

"Ku ku ku…..I understand Squirt….." Kururu mumbles, voice heavy with lust. It made Tororo shiver.

Kururu pushed Tororo down on to him, forcing his way inside the tadpole. He couldn't help the low throaty groan that escaped him. This heat engulfing him so entirely was incredible. He wanted nothing more right then other then to just turn the hacker around and take him, but he couldn't do that. Instead he scraped together what was left of his self control and sat there patiently, waiting for Tororo to adjust to the pain he was so obviously in.

"To-Tororo…" Kururu mumbled, nuzzling Tororo's face affectionately. "Are you OK?" Kururu asked, honest concern showing subtly in his voice. Tororo blinked back small tears that had welled up in his eyes. It didn't hurt THAT bad…just greatly unconformable. He could tell Kururu was suffering more then he was though and it amused the hell out of him seeing so much struggle show through on his normally unreadable face. Tororo made a small grumbling noise and shifted his position on Kururu, trying to find a more comfortable way to sit on him. He instantly felt Kururu's fingers scratch at his back, leaving dark red marks but not breaking the skin, and the yellow devil tensed up.

"Tororo….Don't move if you are not ready. I will go, whether you are ready or not, if you move again. I won't hold back, I wont stop. Not if you beg, not of you scream for me to stop." Kururu groaned out, a bright red blush spread all across his face at the heat of the room and the situation they where in. Some weird masochistic part of Tororo wanted to move again, to make Kururu snap just to see how far he would really go. A different more sane part of him that was semi less clouded with lust noticed that if he did that, it would likely hurt a bit. Here he was, sitting on Kururu's cock, with him threatening to fuck his brains out if he moved again. A choice, Don't move and wait until he has adjusted, thus feeling as little pain as possible...Or move and feel quite a bit of pain that turned Tororo on a bit to think about.

Pain was nice, He could work with pain.

However as Tororo opened his mouth to speak, Kururu lifted him up and brought him back down hard on his lap, successfully cutting whatever Tororo had been going to say off and causing a long drawled out moan instead. Kururu had seen what Tororo wanted, it was all over his face. He had seen what Tororo had been thinking about...debating...plotting... He had always liked it when Tororo plotted, even when they where younger. As long as the plotting wasn't aimed at him, Tororo's plotting lead to good things. Things like this. Kururu considered this very good.

Kururu smirked in amusement as Tororo shakily pushed him back on to his back until he was laying flat on the bed. At least Tororo was still trying to have some sort of a dominant position...

Despite the fact that Kururu didn't even have to lift Tororo up from his lap, or even encourage him to do so, Kururu couldn't help but grab at Tororo's hips in some vain attempt to get deeper as Tororo brought himself down on Kururu again, quicker and with a bit more confidence then the last time.

"Ahhnnnnn~" Tororo moaned out. The minor pain he had been feeling dulled in to nothing as ecstasy drove through him, numbing his senses to anything but the inexplicably sexy frog he was busy impaling himself on. He soon began a steady, quick paced almost bouncing motion that had a rough synchronization with Kururu,

"K-ku ku k-kuu~... Tororooo..." Kururu ground out. His hands on Tororo's hips where scratching and leaving deep bloody trails along them that would likely show for weeks. Tororo didn't seem to mind to much as he lolled his head to the side a bit and let out the most attractive mewling sounds Kururu had ever heard. Quiet, squeaky and short on breath made Tororo absolutely adorable...or sexy...or something, Kururu couldn't even really tell at this point and he didn't really care either.

It wasn't long until Tororo found himself unable to keep up with Is own set pace, the bouncing movement proving to require to much stamina and he was quickly worn out. He was reduced to grinding needfully against Kururu and panting like a dog, trying to get a full breath of air in to his lungs. Kururu, taking pity on the poor tired tadpole, flipped the two over so that he was on top of Tororo and back where he should be; In complete control of the situation.

"Ku ku kuu~, Relax Squirt...I'll take it from here..." Kururu mumbled as he bent down to kiss at Tororo's face, wrapping his hand around Tororo's engorged member and giving him a few quick pumps. Tororo squirmed with each one, bucking his hips against Kururu's and causing a wave of pleasure to course through them both.

Kururu began his own thrusting at a much quicker pace then what Tororo had been going before. He used Tororo's hips as a leverage point and pulled him closer with each thrust and got that much deeper, each one eliciting a high pitched squeak or gasp of Kururu's name. He shifted Tororo closer to him, trying everything in his power to get the tadpole closer to him.

Tororo gasped out loudly, arching his back and grabbing desperately at Kururu's back as Kururu struck something inside him he didn't even know it was in him, but DAM it felt good.

"AH! Kururu! Ohhhhhh..." Tororo groaned out. He wasn't even really sure what he had been wanting to say. He was so close and all he really cared about was getting off at the moment. Kururu didn't really register what he had said anyway and just continued his thrusting. Every few times he would get lucky and hit that spot that turned Tororo in to a drooling pile of horny tadpole. He was almost always rewarded with a rough bite to his shoulder from Tororo trying in vain to stifle some of the noises that where flowing from his mouth like a god dam waterfall. Oh god he loved it when Tororo bit him...

But as much as he wanted to, he couldn't come yet. He was so close and he could tell Tororo was to, but last time he had left Tororo hanging, quite an embarrassment. Kururu was determined To have Tororo come. He would. He swore it.

Tororo growled out, biting hard on to Kururu's shoulder as his first orgasm hit him hard. He barly noticed the blood leaking from Kururu's shoulder where he was biting dorn with increasing pressure, but he ignored it fairly easily. Kururu helped him ride it out and came shortly after, releasing his sticky seed inside of Tororo. He vaguely realized that Tororo was most likely going to hate him for that later, but he pushed that thought away as he pulled out of Tororo, basking in the whimpers that came with it before collapsing beside Tororo and pulling the panting hacker closer.

"Fuck man..." Tororo gasped a bit, mind still swimming and vision blurry.

"hmm I'm good. I knew it." Kururu mumbled, taking his glasses off and tossing the somewhat carelessly on to a nightstand before laying down and closing his eyes, ready for sleep.

"Fuck you man. I hate you you egotistic bastard..." Tororo grumbled, pulling Kururu in to a lazy embrace.

"Hate you to Squirt." Kururu muttered.

It wasn't long until sleep claimed them both.

OK...

I'll be in my corner if you need me...

SEX CHAPTER!

That's all this is really...

A poorly written, plot-less, sex chapter. I cant write sex scenes so go easy on me please!

A question:

OK I like to listen to music a lot when I write (I'm sure a lot of you do) and I always like to know what music other authors listen to while writing certain stories. I was wondering if you guys would like to know the songs I have repeatedly listened to while writing this story?