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Another Lemon Wooooooooooo! /sarcasm
"Slow!"
The doji turned around at the mention of his name and saw his master walking up to him. He nodded a greeting and his hair fell into his face. He had lost his hairclip during the episode with Desiru. He snorted and pushed it aside.
"Are you alright? I haven't heard you speak a word since...what happened." It had been three days since Desiru had taken Slow for his own, and he remembered every little detail of it. From the sensations that had run through his body, to the soft moans of the his name coming from the doji that had taken him. Desiru probably hadn't even realized he had done so. He chuckled a little at the thought.
"I'm fine...now anyways." Slow shrugged it off. Shiina looked at him for a moment, wondering if she should press further...
"I don't see how you recovered so fast unless-"
"I'm FINE." Slow snapped and turned away from her, storming down the hall to his room. Shiina sighed, "Nope. He still hasn't recovered." She scratched her head and turned the other way.
Slow sat down in his desk chair and stared out the window. He couldn't get his thoughts off of that day. He hadn't been able to since then... He shuffled uncomfortably in the chair. He had been in pain the whole first day, but now he ached...and it wasn't a painful ache, more like...a longing ache. He groaned, he would never admit that he wanted Desiru. Never. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, resting his head on the back of his chair.
"Hello~."
Slow jerked up as Desiru's voice rang out from inside his room. He turned around and spotted Desiru lounging on his bed.
"Miss me yet~?"
Slow growled loudly, "No. Rather I would prefer if you left immediately."
"Aww~ That's too bad." Desiru stood up and walked over to him, "Cause I've missed you~"
Slow turned away and tried not to look at the bulge in Desiru's Hakama. Desiru smirked at this and sat in his lap, "Oh, come now, Slow-kun~ You know you want me~..." He leaned in close and licked the other's jawbone, "You want to feel me deep inside of you~...You want me to make you scream again~~"
Slow tried to push him away, "N-No...Desiru...stop this...please...I-I don't..."
"Yes, you do~ You're just not ready to admit it yet~ Maybe you need another taste~~..."
"M-My master will hear...!" Slow said, remembering that Shiina was probably just down the hall.
"No she won't~ She left for the mall. She thought you wouldn't want to go after what happened~..."
His eyes widened, "H-How...?"
"Because after she left, I snuck in~..." Desiru trailed his hand down Slow's face and looked down a little. He chuckled, "I know for a fact that you want me now~!" He pressed his hand over the slowly rising crotch of Slow's own hakama.
Slow sucked in a breath and bit his lip, "D-Desiru...Stop!" He raised a gauntlet, only to have it pulled off abruptly by Desiru. It landed with a soft thud on the floor. Desiru seized the doji's now-free wrist and pulled his other gauntlet off as well. Slow looked at him and felt mixed feelings rise up in this chest. Desiru had been kind about stealing his virginity...how kind would he be now that it was gone? Apparently not very. He slid his leg between Slow's and brought his knee up to rub hard on his member through the fabric of his clothing. Slow gasped and let a low moan escape him. Desiru chuckled and moved his knee down, now rubbing it against his entrance . Slow bit his lip and glared best he could at him.
"Hehehe, getting feisty now are we~~?" Desiru pulled his knee away and held his hostage's hands above his head, holding them together with one hand, placing the other on the small of his back. Then in one quick movement he stood up and pushed Slow against a wall. Slow groaned at his forehead's sudden, painful contact with the Sheetrock. He could do nothing but watch as Desiru wasted no time in ripping off his kimono and hakama. Desiru rested his head on Slow's shoulder and purred seductively as he trailed his hand down his torso and eventually to his throbbing self. Slow moaned at the touch and closed his eyes as Desiru moved his hand gently up and down him. He had mostly given up by now. The only thing he wouldn't admit was something that didn't even cross his mind as Desiru let go of him and started taking his own hakama off. He started breathing hard at the thought of what was about to happen for a second time. He felt awful about wanting it, but it was too late now. He leaned against the wall as he felt Desiru press his end against his entrance.
The lustful doji leaned into his ear and whispered slowly, "Beg for it~~..." Slow groaned.
"P-Please...!"
"Please~...?"
"F-Fuck me...!"
"Why~?" Desiru was having too much fun with this.
"B-because I want you...! I want to feel you in me again...!" Slow mentally yelled at himself for giving in to an evil doji, but was cut off by his own loud moans as Desiru slid himself into his ass, "Oooo~h!" Slow closed his eyes and pulled his hands into fists against the wall. It didn't hurt this time, like he had been expecting, and he had been caught off guard by the pleasure that spread out across his whole body from that one thrust. He moaned louder as Desiru started moving into him, "M-More~!" Desiru bit at his neck and pushed deeper into him. He tilted his head back and moaned again, "God...D-Desiru~~!" There was no godly reason on earth why he was enjoying this so much. But for what ever reason, the feel of Desiru pumping into him sent wave after wave of pleasure all the way to his soul sphere.
"S-Slow~..." There it was. Just barely audible, but Desiru had indeed moaned his name. He smiled to himself at this, and moved against him suddenly. Desiru widened his eyes at this and moaned his name again, "Slow~...you rebellious little~..." Desiru suddenly jerked his hips forward, burying himself deep into him. Slow screamed out in ecstasy. Desiru hadn't stretched him quite this far the first time around, and damn it felt good! Desiru smirked at him slightly and kept pushing as deep as he could, then changed angles. Slow had forgotten what it felt like getting his spot rammed on till now.
"AH~HH~~!" He threw his head back and screamed again, small white dots dancing across his vision, "D-Desiru~~!" Said doji moaned into his neck and kept hitting it, over and over. It wasn't long before Slow felt his stomach knot up again, this time he held it in as long as he could, not wanting to finish just yet. Desiru had a different idea. He noticed Slow's strained expression and grabbed his member, stroking roughly. Slow gasped at the combined sensations and couldn't hold it any longer. He screamed out the other's name as he came into his hand. Desiru moaned and thrust a few more times before spilling his seed into Slow's body. Slow closed his eyes and sighed at the feeling. Desiru pulled out, causeing him to groan in displeasure.
"Sorry about the lack of lube~..." Desiru rubbed his throbbing entrance with his index finger, "You may be sore for a few days~~..." Slow sighed.
"Whatever. I'll live." Desiru chuckled and nipped his earlobe.
"I sure hope so~..."
Slow gave him a questioning look, but Desiru didn't notice.
"So sorry about your kimono~." Slow looked down at the shredded mess at his feet.
"It's alright. I have another." Desiru nodded and looked at his hand, it was still covered with cum. He held it to his face and licked it clean. Slow watched him and found his eyes drifting down. He blushed a little and looked away.
"Hehehe, you like what you see~?" Slow looked back at Desiru's amused face and blushed harder, unsure of what to say. Desiru rolled his eyes and picked up his hakama, sliding it on and tying it off. He walked back over to Slow and kissed his neck, confusing him greatly. He then turned and started towards the window.
"W-wait...!"
Desiru looked back, "Yes~?"
"A-Are you going to come back...?"
Slow could have sworn he saw surprise flicker across the evil doji's face, "You want me too?" Slowlooked down and nooded sheepishly. A smiled spread across Desiru's face, "Then yeah, I'm gonna come back." He glanced out the window, "Machi's back. You might want to hurry and get dressed." He said, spotting the fortune teller's car in the driveway.
Slow nodded quickly and went to his closet. When he turned back around, fully dressed, Desiru was gone. He sighed and walked over to pick up his ruined kimono and throw it in the trash. Something flashed and caught his eye. His hairpin! It must have caught the light just right and shined into his eyes. But what was it doing here? He walked over to it and picked it up off the floor. He rolled it over in his hand and smiled a little. There was a small note taped to it.
Thought you might want this back.
~Des~
End chapter three!
