Chapter 6: Coming Together
The Spatula Test – Another Misplaced Citrus: Panda Barrettes
Chapter Six: Coming Together
Kami moaned in anticipation as Kusama's blood-heavy dragon nosed about the entrance to his cave. He was surprised then, to feel it pulled back. Despite his fear, Kami hissed in disappointment.
Kusama heard this soft sound and gave a small laugh.
He pushed himself up against Kami's hips and leaned over the teen's glistening slender form. Kusama braced himself up off of the table with one of his powerful arms, hovering above the youth. With his free hand, he gently stroked the back of the thief's damp neck. Then Kusama trailed his fingertips over the expanse of Kami's muscled shoulders and slowly up and down the length of his captive bandit's outstretched arms.
The light tracing of Kusama's digits on Kami's taut flesh tickled, sending shivers coursing through the maid's slender frame. The thrill of his master's gentle touch was maddening when Kami could feel the hard, heated length of the man's shaft resting against the cleft of his still burning bottom.
He started to writhe as his master ran his huge palm up and down his sweat-slicked sides.
Kusama allowed a single finger to drift down the delicate ridge of the maid's spine; it skated across the youth's lower back, swirled in the dimpled hollows above Kami's ass.
Kami was in agony; his desire had completely overwhelmed him.
Kusama lay down, almost on top of his captive. He could feel the maid's heaving chest, straining beneath his own.
During his thrashings, as he was being spanked, Kami had knocked the panda barrettes completely askew. Kusama pulled the loose, damp hair away from where it had fallen over the maid's long-lashed eyes. The man could see Kami's pulse, beating under the delicate skin along his throat: his heartbeat fluttered like a frightened bird.
Kusama licked up the length of Kami's neck; he kissed along the fine edge of the youth's ear and took his earlobe into his mouth, sucking and caressing it with his tongue, worrying it gently between his teeth.
"I could take it from you, Kami-chan, so easily if I wanted… But I think it would be so much sweeter if you gave it to me." Kusama's breath brushed like silk against the side of the tortured maid's tear-stained cheek as he whispered these words.
"Tell me you'll give it to me freely, Kami," Kusama's voice was suddenly so low and husky with desire it was barely audible. The businessman could feel the shudder than ran through the heated body beneath him as he uttered these words.
He sensed Kami's conflict and patiently waited.
Finally, Kami heaved a deep sob. "Everything … everything that I have… all that I am… take it, Kusama-sama… I give it all to you… pl…please…please take me." Beneath his master, Kami trembled with the exertion of pulling these words from his heart and releasing them into the silence of the room.
"What do you want, Kami?" Kusama pushed the boy to the brink.
"I want you inside me, Kusama-sama," Kami choked. "Please… fuck me."
At these words Kusama raised himself up off the youth. Within moments, a slick finger returned, slipping inside Kami, making sure that the maid was adequately prepared.
Kami almost wept for joy when he felt the dripping snout of Master Kusama's dragon press against his eager entrance.
Kusama entered Kami slowly, relishing the tightness, as well as each gasp and moan that his maid emitted as he sank further and further inside.
"I want everything, Kami, every breath, every sigh. Give it all to me."
The shuddering maid complied and offered his master the most delicious moan as Kusama suddenly thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in the quaking body beneath him.
Kusama began, setting a slow easy pace, working his length in and out of Kami's deliciously tight portal in shallow thrusts, getting the youth used to him. It was not long, however, before Kusama felt the body beneath him begin to push back into him, meeting his movements.
Kusama gripped his boy maid's narrow hips. "Tell me what you want, Kami," he ordered.
"Harder!" came Kami's wanton growl, followed by tones of sweet pleading, "Please, Kusama-sama."
Kusama smiled at the youth's hunger. He picked up his pace. He grabbed the silken shoulder straps of the maid's apron in one of his large hands, using these to help hold Kami in place as he was rocked by his increasingly violent thrusts.
Kami had wrapped his own hands around the tie that stretched him over the table. He clung to this like a lifeline as his body slammed against the rounded edge of the table as Kusama drove into him time and time again.
Kami cried out unabashedly as his tender ass was pounded, filled with Kusama's strength and heat.
Eventually under the rigors of Kusama's performance, the thin strips of fabric, clutched in the man's hand tore and the uniform slipped down, baring Kami's tight torso altogether. This sight stoked the fires of the businessman's desire even further.
Kusama stopped. He slid from Kami's heaving body with a slick sound. He turned Kami on his side. He wrapped one of maid's lithe legs around his hip, the other leg he lifted into the air, supporting it with his powerful arms, simultaneously bracing himself against it. He positioned himself, and once past the youth's pucker, re-entered Kami, with a single hard thrust, causing the poor maid to cry out.
Kami bit down on his own tender shoulder, trying to stifle the cries that were jarred from him as Kusama drove on relentlessly.
"Don't hide from your desire, Kami," Kusama commanded, removing his hand from the youth's hip, gripping Kami's damp, dark hair, and pulling the Kami's head back, his mouth away from his shoulder.
The man then slid this hand down and used it to stroke his captive maid's now deliciously bare chest, to tease Kami's small, pert and highly sensitive nipples. Kusama pinched one of these rosy petals between his fingers and gave it a slight twist. Without his shoulder to muffle his sounds, moans of ecstasy echoed in Kami's throat and erupted from between his kiss-bruised lips.
These melodies of abandon only increased when through this new position, Kusama's dragon was sniffed out Kami's sweet spot. As the beast's snout repeatedly nudged this place; the poor maid was beside himself.
"Please, Kusama-sama…" Kami begged, his voice frantic with need. "I'm going to…"
"Not yet, Kami!" Kusama's order was firm.
Kusama maneuvered Kami's body easily, repositioning him yet again, rolling him over onto his back without ever fully withdrawing this time.
Kami wrapped his legs tightly around his master's trim waist, locking the man into him. Kusama lifted the maid and slid him back further on to the table. Kami gave a sharp bark of pain as his tender backside came in contact with its hard surface.
The businessman leaned over and wrapped one long arm around Kami's stiff shoulders, pulling the youth tighter to him. With his free hand he stroked his maid's fevered brow. He kissed Kami deeply and then rested his dark forehead against the Kami's lighter cinnamon one.
"Look at me, Kami," Kusama whispered. "Look at me. I want to watch you come."
Kami's eyes slowly fluttered open. Their expression, initially dulled with lust and surrender, soon sparked, kindled by the flames in the other man's eyes.
Kami and Kusama's gazes locked. As the maid looked into the dark blue eyes of his master and saw all the man's emotions, laid bare for him there, Kami's eyes began to well with tears of an entirely different sort.
Now, it was the master's tone that was pleading. "Stay with me, Kami-chan. Please don't look away."
Kusama resumed his motion, but his thrusts had gentled slightly. He reached his hand down and took Kami's weeping shaft in his hand and began stroking it.
"Please…" Kami started.
"Hush now, just come." Kusama said lovingly and pulled the youth to him as the power of Kami's release wracked the maid's lean muscular frame. Watching the handsome young maid come, combined with the spasms that constricted Kami's tight passage, Kusama's dragon once again roared forward spewing its liquid flames.
With his release Kusama collapsed onto the panting body of the maid beneath him. He gently kissed his repentant thief's salty cheek, buried his face in the crook of Kami's neck, and murmured, "You're hired."
You might think we're through here… but not quite! Thank you for reading and please review! Next one will be 100! Hooray!
Hey, BabeBlkBear, how about now? Not bad service, eh?
So all, I am headed off to the gym, but I hope to have the rest of this posted before the end of the night.