[Oneshot]Pretty when you're mine
Title: Pretty when you're mine
Band/Pairing: Malice Mizer Közi/Yuki
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex, D/s, handcuffs, rimming, breathplay
Summary: What song is on Közi's mind? What is Yuki willing to do to find out?
Notes: The song to go to this is Vast's 'Pretty when you cry'. Written for sylvastreak at vk_springsmut
Humming softly to himself, Közi walked down the corridor leading to his apartment-door. Right behind him was Yuki who had been trying all day to figure out just what melody was stuck in his lover's head. Of course Közi had refused to tell him, saying in a sing-song-voice that it was his little secret. And Yuki had pouted and pleaded all day, only making his lover insist more on keeping it a secret.
A pleased smile was plastered across the red-haired's features when, as soon as he'd unlocked the door, Yuki was plastered to his back, nuzzling his neck. They'd decided to not flaunt their relationship in front of the rest of the band. They all knew about it, sure, but no need to rub it into their faces.
"Tell me~", Yuki whined as he nibbled on Közi's neck. The other chuckled and slipped off his shoes.
"And why should I?", he asked as he then proceeded to take off his shoes.
"Because I wanna know", the orange-haired insisted while kicking off his shoes and slipping out of his jacket too.
"And what do I get for telling you?", came the next question, making Yuki glare at his lover.
"You get whatever you want, you know that", he said with a pout.
"And if I'd want to choke you?", Közi asked next, growing serious all of a sudden. Yuki's mouth was already open but it slowly shut at the question.
Silence settled over them as Yuki processed his lover's question, thought about what this could mean. Of course they'd already played around some. He'd let Közi hit him, order him around, tease him, but this would take things to a whole new level. He wasn't quite sure if he'd go that far just to know a stupid song. But on the other hand Közi seemed pretty serious about this and Yuki had the feeling he'd thought about this a lot already and really really wanted it. So reluctantly, he nodded.
"Then I'd let you do this. I trust you", he said softly, shifting into a more submissive posture, head lowered and hands hanging down his sides.
Közi smiled and went over to kiss Yuki softly, stroking his sides some.
"Thank you, pet", he told the other who mewled in response, under the soft petting he received.
Yuki smiled and leaned into the touches, relaxing some more before Közi took his hand and lead him into the bedroom. In there the atmosphere shifted more when Közi headed for the bed where, in the drawer of the bedside table, laid the plain black leather collar. Meanwhile Yuki undressed, folding his clothes and waiting, standing naked in the room. He had nothing to hide, the embarrassment of the first few times having vanished months ago.
Közi smiled when he saw the other like that, his beautiful lover, his pet. Because, nights like this, that was what Yuki was, his pet, his little pet to play with. Slowly he approached the other so as not to scare him. Then he wrapped the collar around his throat, fitting it a bit more securely than usual.
The orange-haired swallowed a few times, feeling the collar constrict around his throat then. Then he smiled at his lover warmly, nodding faintly to show him he was fine with this. He smiled even more when he saw the weight lift off his lovers shoulders, saw how he got more firm then, more controlled, more his master.
"Get onto the bed", Közi ordered. He didn't wait to see if Yuki would obey, he knew the other would. He turned and headed for the small shoe-box resting on the chest of drawers. In there was their small collection of toys; a blindfold, a pair of handcuffs, a candle and matches, a feather, a butt-plug, a cock-ring. Thoughtfully he looked them over and finally took the handcuffs only. Smiling widely he turned around and looked at the bed where Yuki now knelt on.
The bassist watched the other expectantly from his kneeling position. He couldn't help but grin when he saw the handcuffs in his master's hands. He forced himself to not squirm around in delight. He liked the handcuffs very much because Közi liked to tease him after he'd cuffed him to the bed. He'd kiss him and lick him and make him go insane with pleasure.
The red-haired chuckled at his lover's eagerness and headed over to the bed.
"Lay on your back, pretty", he ordered and smiled when Yuki blushed softly as he obeyed. The other always blushed when he was called pretty and that only made him all the more pretty in Közi's mind.
And the orange-haired knew better than to argue with his lover about this particular topic. He just laid back and raised his arms over his head, the usual shiver running down his legs as he submitted to his lover like that, handed control over like that.
Közi smiled and straddled the other, cuffing his wrists together and affixing them to the headboard with a short chain.
"Are you comfortable?", he asked as he leaned down to lick and nibble on Yuki's neck and when the other nodded he grinned and bit down.
"Good", he breathed out and went lower slowly, one hand caressing his lover's chest while the other arm held him up.
It didn't take long and Yuki was squirming, hips arching up to rub against Közi's teasingly. The red-haired was currently licking and sucking and biting his nipple while his free hand scratched up and down his sides. The bassist moaned and trembled, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as he panted harshly.
"Like that?", Közi asked smugly, digging his nails into Yuki's side, making the other arch up.
"Yes~", the orange-haired hissed out and the other just chuckled. "Slut", he said, smirking down at the other and going down on him once more.
"And you love it", Yuki shot back, wrapping his legs around the other's waist, panting as Közi licked and kissed down his chest while pushing his legs down to the bed again. Seemed like there was more to come.
The guitarist slowly worked down, sucking skin into his mouth to leave soft red marks in his way. They'd be gone the next day but for now they showed who the other really belonged to. When he reached Yuki's crotch he grinned and sat back up, making the other keen and glare up at him.
"What is it, pretty?", he asked with a smirk, his hands running soothingly up and down his legs.
"You're horrible", the orange-haired complained, arching his hips up to show just how horrible.
"But you love what I do."
"Then keep doing it", Yuki ordered, sounding impatient.
And Közi chuckled. "Now, now. Don't rush me", he said and reached for a pillow that he now pushed under Yuki's still raised hips. "Stay like that", he ordered then, holding onto Yuki's thighs to keep them apart as he bend down. And as usual the other gasped when he felt lips not on his cock but his entrance. And as usual his thighs began tightening. But Közi was prepared and strong enough to keep the other spread out for him, biting his thigh in warning.
"I told you to stay like that", he chastised.
"S-sorry, boss", Yuki panted out and forced his legs to stay open when Közi's head went down again. He trembled and gasped when he felt lips and tongue caress him, soft moans falling from his lips as he was licked and teased, thighs trembling when he felt the tip of tongue push into him.
And the guitarist grinned to himself, holding onto Yuki's legs for leverage and so he knew how far gone the other was. He made sure not to take the other to far, made sure to keep him on edge, panting and trembling under him.
And finally, when he, too, couldn't take it any longer, he knelt up and looked down at his lover's contorted face. Quickly he leaned down to kiss him, muffling the whines as he undid his pants and pushed them, as well as the underwear, down and off. When he knelt back up Yuki looked at him with foggy, lust filled eyes. But there was also seriousness in there. Softly Közi kissed him once more before reaching to the bedside table, getting out lube and a condom. He rolled it onto his cock and then lube himself up, moaning some while Yuki watched him. Panting some he then leaned over his lover once more, reaching to open the clasp of the collar while the still slick fingers went to gently stretch his pet.
The bassist trembled and quivered under his lover, searching his gaze and holding it as the collar first loosened and then tightened some more around his throat, making him draw breathy gasps. When Közi's fingers withdrew he felt a bit light-headed already from the slight constriction. And when hard flesh pushed into him and he heard the guitarist groan all breath seemed to leave him.
But the red-haired was careful, watching his lover's face as he fucked him slowly, teasingly. He only constricted his air-supply a bit when he fucked him, making sure the other wouldn't black out. He knew he wouldn't hold out long, the picture of Yuki under him, around him, gasping for breathes he couldn't get, looking at him with those wide eyes, licking his lips and moving against him as well as he could.
He began fucking him harder then, tightening the collar some more so Yuki would see stars and black dots in front of his eyes. His other hand reached down to the other's cock, stroking it in time to his thrusts, noticing that Yuki, too, was enjoying their new game.
It took them a bit, a minute or two, until Közi couldn't take it any longer, he sped up once more, leaning down to steal Yuki's last breath away in a searing kiss as he thrust into him a few more time and orgasmed. He stayed where he was but raised his head and let go of the collar.
The rush of oxygen made the bassist's head spin and he all but screamed as orgasm hit him, hands desperately clinging to the chains holding him in place, legs tightening around his lover's waist and muscles tightening as he leg go, coating Közi's shirt and his stomach with his release.
The guitarist groaned at that and kissed the side of his pet's face softly, stroking his hair and neck softly, making him whimper as they stayed like that for a few more moments. Only then Yuki was able to loosen his legs some, groaning as he stretched out under the red-haired who kissed him once more and then pulled out slowly, laying next to Yuki. First he uncuffed him from the headboard and then pulled him into his arms, kissing him softly.
"Thank you", he mumbled against the other's lips, feeling the orange-haired smile.
"You're welcome", Yuki said but then looked up at the other seriously.
"Now tell me what the song was", the bassist demanded and the guitarist broke into laughter. This was so much like Yuki. In the heat of passion in one moment and down to business only a split second later.
Band/Pairing: Malice Mizer Közi/Yuki
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex, D/s, handcuffs, rimming, breathplay
Summary: What song is on Közi's mind? What is Yuki willing to do to find out?
Notes: The song to go to this is Vast's 'Pretty when you cry'. Written for sylvastreak at vk_springsmut
Humming softly to himself, Közi walked down the corridor leading to his apartment-door. Right behind him was Yuki who had been trying all day to figure out just what melody was stuck in his lover's head. Of course Közi had refused to tell him, saying in a sing-song-voice that it was his little secret. And Yuki had pouted and pleaded all day, only making his lover insist more on keeping it a secret.
A pleased smile was plastered across the red-haired's features when, as soon as he'd unlocked the door, Yuki was plastered to his back, nuzzling his neck. They'd decided to not flaunt their relationship in front of the rest of the band. They all knew about it, sure, but no need to rub it into their faces.
"Tell me~", Yuki whined as he nibbled on Közi's neck. The other chuckled and slipped off his shoes.
"And why should I?", he asked as he then proceeded to take off his shoes.
"Because I wanna know", the orange-haired insisted while kicking off his shoes and slipping out of his jacket too.
"And what do I get for telling you?", came the next question, making Yuki glare at his lover.
"You get whatever you want, you know that", he said with a pout.
"And if I'd want to choke you?", Közi asked next, growing serious all of a sudden. Yuki's mouth was already open but it slowly shut at the question.
Silence settled over them as Yuki processed his lover's question, thought about what this could mean. Of course they'd already played around some. He'd let Közi hit him, order him around, tease him, but this would take things to a whole new level. He wasn't quite sure if he'd go that far just to know a stupid song. But on the other hand Közi seemed pretty serious about this and Yuki had the feeling he'd thought about this a lot already and really really wanted it. So reluctantly, he nodded.
"Then I'd let you do this. I trust you", he said softly, shifting into a more submissive posture, head lowered and hands hanging down his sides.
Közi smiled and went over to kiss Yuki softly, stroking his sides some.
"Thank you, pet", he told the other who mewled in response, under the soft petting he received.
Yuki smiled and leaned into the touches, relaxing some more before Közi took his hand and lead him into the bedroom. In there the atmosphere shifted more when Közi headed for the bed where, in the drawer of the bedside table, laid the plain black leather collar. Meanwhile Yuki undressed, folding his clothes and waiting, standing naked in the room. He had nothing to hide, the embarrassment of the first few times having vanished months ago.
Közi smiled when he saw the other like that, his beautiful lover, his pet. Because, nights like this, that was what Yuki was, his pet, his little pet to play with. Slowly he approached the other so as not to scare him. Then he wrapped the collar around his throat, fitting it a bit more securely than usual.
The orange-haired swallowed a few times, feeling the collar constrict around his throat then. Then he smiled at his lover warmly, nodding faintly to show him he was fine with this. He smiled even more when he saw the weight lift off his lovers shoulders, saw how he got more firm then, more controlled, more his master.
"Get onto the bed", Közi ordered. He didn't wait to see if Yuki would obey, he knew the other would. He turned and headed for the small shoe-box resting on the chest of drawers. In there was their small collection of toys; a blindfold, a pair of handcuffs, a candle and matches, a feather, a butt-plug, a cock-ring. Thoughtfully he looked them over and finally took the handcuffs only. Smiling widely he turned around and looked at the bed where Yuki now knelt on.
The bassist watched the other expectantly from his kneeling position. He couldn't help but grin when he saw the handcuffs in his master's hands. He forced himself to not squirm around in delight. He liked the handcuffs very much because Közi liked to tease him after he'd cuffed him to the bed. He'd kiss him and lick him and make him go insane with pleasure.
The red-haired chuckled at his lover's eagerness and headed over to the bed.
"Lay on your back, pretty", he ordered and smiled when Yuki blushed softly as he obeyed. The other always blushed when he was called pretty and that only made him all the more pretty in Közi's mind.
And the orange-haired knew better than to argue with his lover about this particular topic. He just laid back and raised his arms over his head, the usual shiver running down his legs as he submitted to his lover like that, handed control over like that.
Közi smiled and straddled the other, cuffing his wrists together and affixing them to the headboard with a short chain.
"Are you comfortable?", he asked as he leaned down to lick and nibble on Yuki's neck and when the other nodded he grinned and bit down.
"Good", he breathed out and went lower slowly, one hand caressing his lover's chest while the other arm held him up.
It didn't take long and Yuki was squirming, hips arching up to rub against Közi's teasingly. The red-haired was currently licking and sucking and biting his nipple while his free hand scratched up and down his sides. The bassist moaned and trembled, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as he panted harshly.
"Like that?", Közi asked smugly, digging his nails into Yuki's side, making the other arch up.
"Yes~", the orange-haired hissed out and the other just chuckled. "Slut", he said, smirking down at the other and going down on him once more.
"And you love it", Yuki shot back, wrapping his legs around the other's waist, panting as Közi licked and kissed down his chest while pushing his legs down to the bed again. Seemed like there was more to come.
The guitarist slowly worked down, sucking skin into his mouth to leave soft red marks in his way. They'd be gone the next day but for now they showed who the other really belonged to. When he reached Yuki's crotch he grinned and sat back up, making the other keen and glare up at him.
"What is it, pretty?", he asked with a smirk, his hands running soothingly up and down his legs.
"You're horrible", the orange-haired complained, arching his hips up to show just how horrible.
"But you love what I do."
"Then keep doing it", Yuki ordered, sounding impatient.
And Közi chuckled. "Now, now. Don't rush me", he said and reached for a pillow that he now pushed under Yuki's still raised hips. "Stay like that", he ordered then, holding onto Yuki's thighs to keep them apart as he bend down. And as usual the other gasped when he felt lips not on his cock but his entrance. And as usual his thighs began tightening. But Közi was prepared and strong enough to keep the other spread out for him, biting his thigh in warning.
"I told you to stay like that", he chastised.
"S-sorry, boss", Yuki panted out and forced his legs to stay open when Közi's head went down again. He trembled and gasped when he felt lips and tongue caress him, soft moans falling from his lips as he was licked and teased, thighs trembling when he felt the tip of tongue push into him.
And the guitarist grinned to himself, holding onto Yuki's legs for leverage and so he knew how far gone the other was. He made sure not to take the other to far, made sure to keep him on edge, panting and trembling under him.
And finally, when he, too, couldn't take it any longer, he knelt up and looked down at his lover's contorted face. Quickly he leaned down to kiss him, muffling the whines as he undid his pants and pushed them, as well as the underwear, down and off. When he knelt back up Yuki looked at him with foggy, lust filled eyes. But there was also seriousness in there. Softly Közi kissed him once more before reaching to the bedside table, getting out lube and a condom. He rolled it onto his cock and then lube himself up, moaning some while Yuki watched him. Panting some he then leaned over his lover once more, reaching to open the clasp of the collar while the still slick fingers went to gently stretch his pet.
The bassist trembled and quivered under his lover, searching his gaze and holding it as the collar first loosened and then tightened some more around his throat, making him draw breathy gasps. When Közi's fingers withdrew he felt a bit light-headed already from the slight constriction. And when hard flesh pushed into him and he heard the guitarist groan all breath seemed to leave him.
But the red-haired was careful, watching his lover's face as he fucked him slowly, teasingly. He only constricted his air-supply a bit when he fucked him, making sure the other wouldn't black out. He knew he wouldn't hold out long, the picture of Yuki under him, around him, gasping for breathes he couldn't get, looking at him with those wide eyes, licking his lips and moving against him as well as he could.
He began fucking him harder then, tightening the collar some more so Yuki would see stars and black dots in front of his eyes. His other hand reached down to the other's cock, stroking it in time to his thrusts, noticing that Yuki, too, was enjoying their new game.
It took them a bit, a minute or two, until Közi couldn't take it any longer, he sped up once more, leaning down to steal Yuki's last breath away in a searing kiss as he thrust into him a few more time and orgasmed. He stayed where he was but raised his head and let go of the collar.
The rush of oxygen made the bassist's head spin and he all but screamed as orgasm hit him, hands desperately clinging to the chains holding him in place, legs tightening around his lover's waist and muscles tightening as he leg go, coating Közi's shirt and his stomach with his release.
The guitarist groaned at that and kissed the side of his pet's face softly, stroking his hair and neck softly, making him whimper as they stayed like that for a few more moments. Only then Yuki was able to loosen his legs some, groaning as he stretched out under the red-haired who kissed him once more and then pulled out slowly, laying next to Yuki. First he uncuffed him from the headboard and then pulled him into his arms, kissing him softly.
"Thank you", he mumbled against the other's lips, feeling the orange-haired smile.
"You're welcome", Yuki said but then looked up at the other seriously.
"Now tell me what the song was", the bassist demanded and the guitarist broke into laughter. This was so much like Yuki. In the heat of passion in one moment and down to business only a split second later.