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It had nearly been a week and a half of constant teasing and touching, making him whimper and wanting to please his owner. Though the hand-cuffs seemed to be used nearly every time as Sakuya wanted to take his time and torment Koyuki, driving him insane with desire and aching to be touched and taken.
The mood wouldn't last long as Sakuya would stay long enough to please himself and leave the poor boy locked up to the bed for the rest of the night and no way to relieve himself of his hardened cock. Though his sour mood at being used and not actually used seemed to upset him more.
So, when dinner time came and Sakuya had not returned home, nor had he responded to Koyuki's text, he cleaned up the dishes and headed for a shower. He took his time and enjoyed the rare chance he got to bathe alone, not having to fight to wash his hair or wait outside of the shower until Sakuya finished.
Once finished and drying off, he put on his loose fitting blue pajama bottoms and a comfortable t-shirt. Whenever Sakuya returned home Koyuki figured then he'd have to sleep nude or be tormented again into a lustful arousal.
Koyuki wasn't sure how long it was before he fell into a light sleep on the couch, the book slipping from his fingers and dropping to the floor with barely a sound. His body melted into the cushions, practically purring at how wonderful it felt before sleep took over.
It was nearly midnight before Sakuya walked through his apartment door, exhausted more than usual from a draining day at work. However, the anger quickly evaporated into lust upon the sight of Koyuki dozing peacefully on the sofa. Koyuki's limbs were sprawled on the sofa, his chest gently rising and falling, still in his pajamas. Such a tantalizing view, Sakuya thought with a small smile, unable to resist just watching the boy for a moment, catching a whiff of the boy's usual shampoo scent as he loomed closer. Poor thing must be bone-tired from all the past week's torment and teasing, he thought to himself in amusement. For him it had been entertaining but clearly the same couldn't be said for Koyuki. Oh, how the boy had cried and pleaded so beautifully for release, and every time Sakuya would deny him, delighted with the boy's sexual frustration.
He couldn't decide how to proceed when such a rare opportunity was presented to him. Koyuki was always fully alert when he initiated their sexual encounters. Should he touch the boy, bring him to full hardness then purposely ignore him for the rest of night, like usual? Somehow that didn't seem like the answer he wanted. Such an innocent, sleeping boy deserved to be awaken with an award. Perhaps tonight would be the night he'd finally take the boy. Carefully Sakuya kneeled down beside the sofa, softly stroking the boy's ears, nuzzling the boy's cheek, teeth playfully nipping the skin, tasting the soap still fresh on the boy's skin. He watched in fascination as the boy slowly gained consciousness.
Even when Koyuki was asleep the gentle petting of his ears would let his body know he was being given affection, purring softly though not even conscious. The nuzzle caused the purr to deepen and the nipping to stir his body back to a more aware state. His lashed fluttered against his cheeks while his legs slowly moved and eventually his face turned toward Sakuya, green eyes beginning to open.
There was no immediate reaction as it took a little longer to focus, but a soft smile appeared on his lips and hands reached up and combed through Sakuya's hair. "You're home..." Koyuki said sleepily.
The distance wasn't that far so Koyuki easily pressed his lips against Sakuya's, letting it linger and not even thinking how Sakuya didn't protest to it. "Come join me on the couch..."
Sakuya humored the boy with the kiss, trying to find what would make the boy yield to him more. The softer and slower, the better, though Sakuya preferred licking and biting in his kisses, usually enough to draw blood. Although he'd never felt this kind of thing for anyone before, not anyone really, at least not since he was really young, and the outpouring of affection was making him overly physical, just wanting to explore every crevice of Koyuki's mouth. Easily distracting the boy by delving his tongue in the boy's mouth, he pulled Koyuki into his arms, carrying the boy into the bedroom, not bothering with the lights. Koyuki by now was moaning into their kiss, arms squeezing him tightly, arching wantonly against him that Sakuya could've sworn the boy was already fully hard.
Pushing the boy down on the bed with one hand, he broke the kiss, wanting to laugh at loud when Koyuki's lips followed, begging for more contact. His eyes were closed, so he could not see Sakuya smiling triumphantly. “Miss me?" He asked sweetly, hand slipping under the boy's pajama top to roughly pinch a nipple, listening to the hitched breathing that followed.
Sakuya had never kissed him longer than a few seconds before biting and scratching along his body, so it was a shock to Koyuki that this kiss lasted longer, went deeper and made his inside melt. Sakuya's tongue felt so warm and slippery against his own, wanting to suck on it to keep it a little longer and the very thought of that caused him to moan, fingers gripping a little in black strands.
It felt cruel for the kiss to end so soon and he sought out more but was rewarded with a sharp pinch against a nipple. He whimpered and squirmed, breath hitching as he replied, "Yes!"
He wiggled about on the bed, feeling strong fingers roll and push against his nipple, squeezing it and sending shocks through his system. His back lightly arched and his head moved backwards, groaning.
"You're nothing but a whore, Koyuki-chan," Sakuya breathed, fingers playing through blonde hair, squeezing the boy's hip possessively to his, rubbing against the boy and making it known just how much he wanted to fuck him. "A whore that I'm going to enjoy breaking in."
Sakuya debated if he should be gentle or rough this first time around, he much enjoyed the thought of taking the virgin boy without preparation but that would be messy and Koyuki would take longer to heal...Yes, he supposed he would just have to treat the boy this once. But not without any stimulation.
"How about you get me ready to fuck you?" They both knew it wasn't a question, it was an order. Koyuki already knew where everything was in the room. One benefit of a whore was they could do everything you normally had to do when dating. It would feel nice for a change to lay back and just have to fuck.
There could be many different ways that Koyuki could go about it, but what he had to think about as well on the preparation of his owner, it would have to work with what he wanted as well...since this was his first time and all.
Koyuki was given enough room to sit up, removing his shirt and his pajama pants, already hard and waiting to be touched, but Koyuki made sure none was done by his own hand to relieve.
He kneeled on the bed, hands carefully finding Sakuya's shirt and unbuttoning, revealing more and more of his toned chest, hands softly exploring and peppering the neck and shoulder with kisses, giving a few nips. "Sakuya-kun..." He lightly spoke, moving closer and closer to his ear, a small tug of teeth on the earlobe before he presented Sakuya with two of his fingers, "would you? I need slippery fingers..." He hoped the older man knew what he was asking for.
Sakuya chuckled and did as the boy asked, gripping Koyuki's wrist tightly and bringing the boy's fingers into his mouth, taking his time to douse the fingers with his salvia, so when he released the boy's hand the spit continued to drip onto the sheets. He propped himself on the pillows, wanting to see every angle of the boy as he prepared himself, then reached down to take himself out of his trousers, in anticipation of watching.
"Make it quick and, " Sakuya paused, trying to think the word, "efficient. If you don't do it right then I won't stop later to..." Comfort you, he wanted to finish. Not that he would waste his energy on a crying whore who couldn't do his job correctly. He would make sure he came, even if the circumstances weren't to his liking. He was being benevolent by allowing the boy to do this to himself.
Koyuki nodded, moving toward the other end of the bed as Sakuya would be watching. His legs easily opened wide and displayed his arousal to the older man, a faint sight of a blush creeping along his cheeks. Ignoring his arousal altogether, his wet fingers immediately went down to his ass, carefully and almost painfully slow to push inside of him. Green eyes began to glaze over by his own hand, pushing that one finger in just a little bit more everytime he pulled out. Then a second and finally a third finger. He knew Sakuya's cock was bigger and wider than his fingers, but at least this way there would be some lubrication.
Koyuki's cock twitched and the smallest amount of precome began to show along the slit on his head, surely fingering himself could get him off, but it was the act of doing so and knowing Sakuya would take him to make it all the more arousing.
Sakuya leaned forward, mind swirling with all the different ways he could take the boy, and how many times it would take to make the boy break completely. Unable to stop himself, he took the boy's arousal in his palm, squeezing cruelly, lips barely grazing Koyuki's lips as he told him, "Make sure you put them as deep as you can, Koyuki-chan," he murmured darkly as his own hand clasped over Koyuki's, causing the boy's motions to turn jerkier and faster, assisting the boy in pushing his own fingers knuckle-deep into himself.
The boy looked positively dirty and beautiful like this, body stretched out before Sakuya's eyes, legs open and wide so Sakuya could see everything as Koyuki fucked himself open with his own fingers.
Koyuki whimpered in pain, mouth opening as his eyes scrunched together as his cock was squeezed, fingers being shoved deeper inside of him. The heat, the fire his body was under was so new and the sharp stings of pain caused by his own hand made him want to reconsider this. He knew after that he begged the older man not to push his fingers so far inside, to let him get used to it. However, Sakuya was not a patient man and looked about ready to take what was his with no intention of asking if the boy was ready.
It burned and his muscles clenched tightly, the intrusion so new and forbidden. He felt the small scrape of teeth along his bottom lip and a rough tug on his cock. "N-Not so hard!"
The boy's outbreak was a small surprise, but Sakuya only bit down harder on the boy's swollen, bottom lip, easing the pressure of his fingers on Koyuki's arousal though still pushing the young boy past his limits. How could he expect not to feel pain? Everyone felt pain during their first time, and everybody desired it, especially whores.
Koyuki even had tears in his eyes, those same green eyes lit with desire also were pleading with him, and Sakuya had enough of 'preparing' and finally took away his hand, letting the boy continue to gently finger himself. "Lie down," he commanded, sitting up to deposit his trousers to join the heap on the floor, stroking himself leisurely as the boy obeyed while the other hand tenderly flicked the boy's ears, rolling the velvet softness between his fingers before yanking cruelly.
Koyuki did what was asked of him, fully laying down and leaving his body open and exposed as his fingers continued to move. His head turned in the opposite direction of the ear being played with, finding it sweet at first until it was yanked. Another pained whimper escaped him, wondering why it always had to be about abusing him.
Turning his attention back to Sakuya, Koyuki watched quietly as the older man stroked himself, thoughts of how his wide cock was ever going to fit inside of him. His muscles clenched around his fingers, and only when did they begin to relax did Koyuki finally remove them. Slowly his arms moved to rest above his head, letting his owner know his body belonged to the other, he was ready to be taken and was freely giving his body.
Sakuya easily brought the boy closer by gripping the boy's hips and scooting him closer, lifting the boy's legs around his hips before guiding himself into the boy, holding back and slowly doing so, all while concentrating on the boy's facial expressions. Koyuki let out a whimpered cry, reflexively throwing his head back, ears flat and arms involuntarily gripping his shoulders, nails digging in. Sakuya hissed in pleasure, not only of the feel of the boy tight around his cock, but at such a pained response. He wasn't in all the way in yet and the boy was shaking uncontrollably. But he continued to press in, ignoring the boy's open cries as if he were coming apart at the seams.
The the worst part was over, Sakuya thought out loud, muttering to Koyuki to shut up, leaning down to swipe his tongue across the boy's open mouth, needing the boy to be distracted so he could finally relax. He didn't want a tense whore. He cupped the boy's face with both hands, kissing the boy savagely, sucking on the boy's tongue with his mouth, anything to get the boy to shut up and stop crying.
It was difficult for Koyuki to relax when he was barely given any time to let his body become accustomed to the intrusion, having to deal with everything so quickly and to Sakuya's liking. He tried his best to remain calm but when every part of his body was screaming in pain, it was difficult to try and keep it muffled and not cry out. Even with being kissed his body was not reacting as it always did, his brain didn't turn into mush at the swipe of Sakuya's tongue and then the suction along his own. Somewhere along the way he felt a sharp thrust and gasped, tears trickling down the sides of his face as he realized the older man was fully inside of him now.
Tight muscles clenched and Koyuki felt like he was on fire, throbbing everywhere.
Eventually Sakuya did let go of his tongue and even though Koyuki continued to cry, his whimpering and cries of pain were very soft. "T-Take care of me...Sakuya....kun..."
"F-fuck," Sakuya's head dropped into the crook of the boy's neck, deeply inhaling as he drew his hips back, Koyuki shaking sweetly beneath him. "Oh Koyuki...you're so beautiful," he whispered, and meant it.
Koyuki looked so gorgeous like this, at his mercy and suffering because of him. Sakuya leaned down closer, seeing how the tears clumped the boy's eyelashes together, and Koyuki pleaded with him to take care of him. Reaching down between them, he grasped Koyuki in his hand, trying at least to bring the boy back to full hardness. Miraculously only after a few pumps he felt Koyuki's arousal twitch excitedly in his hand, the sound of the boy's breathing not quite so pained. So predictable. "That's it, you fucking slut, you like that, don't you?" He laughed cruelly as he thumbed the boy's slit, feeling the moisture gather along with Koyuki's soft sighs of pleasure. He took the opportunity to draw back slowly before snapping his hips forward swiftly. Koyuki's body naturally resisted him, body not expecting such a fast withdrawal and intrusion.
Koyuki cried out, hips bucking upward and feeling Sakuya just going that little bit further. It hurt and his body resisted but there was a small part of the young boy that was enjoying this. Sakuya repeated himself a few times, no doubt loving the noises Koyuki made, sounds of pleasure slowly beginning to emerge. With Sakuya out of range to grip, all Koyuki could reach was his hips, digging in his nails and holding on for the ride.
Eyes rolling back and tipping his head back again, Koyuki bit down on his lower lip as he felt like he was getting close, far too soon since they had only begun.
Sakuya continued to thrust into the body beneath him, keeping a steady pace so the boy could adjust and appreciate something he had never felt before. The boy was oblivious now, too lost in pleasure and pain to notice Sakuya picking up the pace a little, daringly slamming back into the boy a little harder after every backwards thrust.
“If you come before I do, I’ll fucking smack you so hard in the face, understand, my little pet?” he said, squeezing the boy's leaking cock to keep the boy from coming all over himself. Judging by the sounds the boy was closer than him. Inwardly he was deeply pleased to know Koyuki had it in him to enjoy his harsh treatment but still felt displeasure at how much he was focusing on the boy's pleasure more than his own. Withdrawing his hand completely, he grabbed the lithe boy by the hips again, this time flipping their positions, unfortunately having to withdraw completely from the boy to do so. The boy was unsteady at first, so Sakuya gripped him easily by the hips over him, situating him perfectly over his lap and easing the boy back down down onto his cock, still feeling the tight resistance though from this angle it seemed to simulate the boy more, in turn making it easier for Sakuya to penetrate.
The view was absolutely tantalizing and sparked an idea that he knew the boy would eagerly agree to, not that he had a choice. And so he reached up to kiss the boy, tangling his fingers in blonde hair as he whispered profane suggestions to the boy. "The faster you make me come, the faster you will," he promised coldly, moving from the boy's hair to grab ahold of the boy's neck, gently squeezing, "and if you're really good I'll let you come first next time."
Koyuki's body was shaking from the quick switch, being placed in charge of sorts on top of his master, expected to resist the urge to come (if that was possible!). He easily lost himself in the next kiss, whimpering and searching out for a bit of comfort, strong fingers gripping in his hair and calming him down a little. The promise was an interesting one and one Koyuki certainly wanted to believe. Though, considering how his master usually wanted his own pleasure first before even considering anybody else's, it would have to be something to see in person to believe.
"Y-Yes, Master..." Koyuki breathed, urging his body to move upward and then down, his body practically vibrating. It didn't take long to feel Sakuya jerking up his hips and meeting Koyuki everytime he moved downward, feeling Sakuya move deep and tease a little spot inside. The pain had subsided and now his body was in full pleasure mode, riding up and down on Sakuya's cock, crying out and moaning like he'd never experienced anything so dirty. A small bit of confidence came his way due to his position, even though he was a bottom on top.
Koyuki's arms moved up and crossed behind his head, his own fingers gripping in blond hair and his owner digging into his hips.
Sakuya moaned deeply now, hands hard on Koyuki's hips enough to bruise and break, though allowing the boy to control the pace, he still sought out his own need to dominate with his own deep, forceful upward thrusts, feeling the beginnings of impending release take over and wash over him. Groaning recklessly, he gashed his teeth together as he increased the rhythm, urging the boy to move faster in his lap. Much too soon he reached the edge, filling the boy completely.
Capturing boy's lips with his mouth, he kept to his promise and started jerking the boy off at a rapid pace, twisting and tugging and concentrating on the spots that would make any teenage boy wail and explode. Moments later Koyuki's released gushed and dribbled down his hand. Koyuki whimpered helplessly as the white-hot pleasure took over before bonelessly falling forward into him, leaving Sakuya no choice but to hold the sated boy against his chest as they both tried to catch their breath.
Koyuki couldn't even think properly the second he reached climax, whimpering and falling on top of his owner, panting as he came down from his high and returning back to reality. He felt Sakuya remove himself and the younger boy moaned as the muscles contracted and continued to throb, knowing it would be a while before his body would feel alright again. Figuring that for the time being he could remain on top of Sakuya, he didn't budge an inch, resting, cuddling against his master for as long as he could.
"Well, you're not so bad," Sakuya complimented, and meaning it. For a virgin Koyuki was satisfactory, a perfect, willing slut. He really did not like the idea of a dirty, dripping whore laying on top of him like this, nuzzling and purring in content against his chest. Koyuki was a whore and Sakuya disliked clingy, emotional whores more than anything. He tried to be gentle by pushing the boy off of him instead of yelling. In time Koyuki would learn once his job was over he was expected to leave and clean up, or at the every least know to leave him alone unless asked to stay.
The mood wouldn't last long as Sakuya would stay long enough to please himself and leave the poor boy locked up to the bed for the rest of the night and no way to relieve himself of his hardened cock. Though his sour mood at being used and not actually used seemed to upset him more.
So, when dinner time came and Sakuya had not returned home, nor had he responded to Koyuki's text, he cleaned up the dishes and headed for a shower. He took his time and enjoyed the rare chance he got to bathe alone, not having to fight to wash his hair or wait outside of the shower until Sakuya finished.
Once finished and drying off, he put on his loose fitting blue pajama bottoms and a comfortable t-shirt. Whenever Sakuya returned home Koyuki figured then he'd have to sleep nude or be tormented again into a lustful arousal.
Koyuki wasn't sure how long it was before he fell into a light sleep on the couch, the book slipping from his fingers and dropping to the floor with barely a sound. His body melted into the cushions, practically purring at how wonderful it felt before sleep took over.
It was nearly midnight before Sakuya walked through his apartment door, exhausted more than usual from a draining day at work. However, the anger quickly evaporated into lust upon the sight of Koyuki dozing peacefully on the sofa. Koyuki's limbs were sprawled on the sofa, his chest gently rising and falling, still in his pajamas. Such a tantalizing view, Sakuya thought with a small smile, unable to resist just watching the boy for a moment, catching a whiff of the boy's usual shampoo scent as he loomed closer. Poor thing must be bone-tired from all the past week's torment and teasing, he thought to himself in amusement. For him it had been entertaining but clearly the same couldn't be said for Koyuki. Oh, how the boy had cried and pleaded so beautifully for release, and every time Sakuya would deny him, delighted with the boy's sexual frustration.
He couldn't decide how to proceed when such a rare opportunity was presented to him. Koyuki was always fully alert when he initiated their sexual encounters. Should he touch the boy, bring him to full hardness then purposely ignore him for the rest of night, like usual? Somehow that didn't seem like the answer he wanted. Such an innocent, sleeping boy deserved to be awaken with an award. Perhaps tonight would be the night he'd finally take the boy. Carefully Sakuya kneeled down beside the sofa, softly stroking the boy's ears, nuzzling the boy's cheek, teeth playfully nipping the skin, tasting the soap still fresh on the boy's skin. He watched in fascination as the boy slowly gained consciousness.
Even when Koyuki was asleep the gentle petting of his ears would let his body know he was being given affection, purring softly though not even conscious. The nuzzle caused the purr to deepen and the nipping to stir his body back to a more aware state. His lashed fluttered against his cheeks while his legs slowly moved and eventually his face turned toward Sakuya, green eyes beginning to open.
There was no immediate reaction as it took a little longer to focus, but a soft smile appeared on his lips and hands reached up and combed through Sakuya's hair. "You're home..." Koyuki said sleepily.
The distance wasn't that far so Koyuki easily pressed his lips against Sakuya's, letting it linger and not even thinking how Sakuya didn't protest to it. "Come join me on the couch..."
Sakuya humored the boy with the kiss, trying to find what would make the boy yield to him more. The softer and slower, the better, though Sakuya preferred licking and biting in his kisses, usually enough to draw blood. Although he'd never felt this kind of thing for anyone before, not anyone really, at least not since he was really young, and the outpouring of affection was making him overly physical, just wanting to explore every crevice of Koyuki's mouth. Easily distracting the boy by delving his tongue in the boy's mouth, he pulled Koyuki into his arms, carrying the boy into the bedroom, not bothering with the lights. Koyuki by now was moaning into their kiss, arms squeezing him tightly, arching wantonly against him that Sakuya could've sworn the boy was already fully hard.
Pushing the boy down on the bed with one hand, he broke the kiss, wanting to laugh at loud when Koyuki's lips followed, begging for more contact. His eyes were closed, so he could not see Sakuya smiling triumphantly. “Miss me?" He asked sweetly, hand slipping under the boy's pajama top to roughly pinch a nipple, listening to the hitched breathing that followed.
Sakuya had never kissed him longer than a few seconds before biting and scratching along his body, so it was a shock to Koyuki that this kiss lasted longer, went deeper and made his inside melt. Sakuya's tongue felt so warm and slippery against his own, wanting to suck on it to keep it a little longer and the very thought of that caused him to moan, fingers gripping a little in black strands.
It felt cruel for the kiss to end so soon and he sought out more but was rewarded with a sharp pinch against a nipple. He whimpered and squirmed, breath hitching as he replied, "Yes!"
He wiggled about on the bed, feeling strong fingers roll and push against his nipple, squeezing it and sending shocks through his system. His back lightly arched and his head moved backwards, groaning.
"You're nothing but a whore, Koyuki-chan," Sakuya breathed, fingers playing through blonde hair, squeezing the boy's hip possessively to his, rubbing against the boy and making it known just how much he wanted to fuck him. "A whore that I'm going to enjoy breaking in."
Sakuya debated if he should be gentle or rough this first time around, he much enjoyed the thought of taking the virgin boy without preparation but that would be messy and Koyuki would take longer to heal...Yes, he supposed he would just have to treat the boy this once. But not without any stimulation.
"How about you get me ready to fuck you?" They both knew it wasn't a question, it was an order. Koyuki already knew where everything was in the room. One benefit of a whore was they could do everything you normally had to do when dating. It would feel nice for a change to lay back and just have to fuck.
There could be many different ways that Koyuki could go about it, but what he had to think about as well on the preparation of his owner, it would have to work with what he wanted as well...since this was his first time and all.
Koyuki was given enough room to sit up, removing his shirt and his pajama pants, already hard and waiting to be touched, but Koyuki made sure none was done by his own hand to relieve.
He kneeled on the bed, hands carefully finding Sakuya's shirt and unbuttoning, revealing more and more of his toned chest, hands softly exploring and peppering the neck and shoulder with kisses, giving a few nips. "Sakuya-kun..." He lightly spoke, moving closer and closer to his ear, a small tug of teeth on the earlobe before he presented Sakuya with two of his fingers, "would you? I need slippery fingers..." He hoped the older man knew what he was asking for.
Sakuya chuckled and did as the boy asked, gripping Koyuki's wrist tightly and bringing the boy's fingers into his mouth, taking his time to douse the fingers with his salvia, so when he released the boy's hand the spit continued to drip onto the sheets. He propped himself on the pillows, wanting to see every angle of the boy as he prepared himself, then reached down to take himself out of his trousers, in anticipation of watching.
"Make it quick and, " Sakuya paused, trying to think the word, "efficient. If you don't do it right then I won't stop later to..." Comfort you, he wanted to finish. Not that he would waste his energy on a crying whore who couldn't do his job correctly. He would make sure he came, even if the circumstances weren't to his liking. He was being benevolent by allowing the boy to do this to himself.
Koyuki nodded, moving toward the other end of the bed as Sakuya would be watching. His legs easily opened wide and displayed his arousal to the older man, a faint sight of a blush creeping along his cheeks. Ignoring his arousal altogether, his wet fingers immediately went down to his ass, carefully and almost painfully slow to push inside of him. Green eyes began to glaze over by his own hand, pushing that one finger in just a little bit more everytime he pulled out. Then a second and finally a third finger. He knew Sakuya's cock was bigger and wider than his fingers, but at least this way there would be some lubrication.
Koyuki's cock twitched and the smallest amount of precome began to show along the slit on his head, surely fingering himself could get him off, but it was the act of doing so and knowing Sakuya would take him to make it all the more arousing.
Sakuya leaned forward, mind swirling with all the different ways he could take the boy, and how many times it would take to make the boy break completely. Unable to stop himself, he took the boy's arousal in his palm, squeezing cruelly, lips barely grazing Koyuki's lips as he told him, "Make sure you put them as deep as you can, Koyuki-chan," he murmured darkly as his own hand clasped over Koyuki's, causing the boy's motions to turn jerkier and faster, assisting the boy in pushing his own fingers knuckle-deep into himself.
The boy looked positively dirty and beautiful like this, body stretched out before Sakuya's eyes, legs open and wide so Sakuya could see everything as Koyuki fucked himself open with his own fingers.
Koyuki whimpered in pain, mouth opening as his eyes scrunched together as his cock was squeezed, fingers being shoved deeper inside of him. The heat, the fire his body was under was so new and the sharp stings of pain caused by his own hand made him want to reconsider this. He knew after that he begged the older man not to push his fingers so far inside, to let him get used to it. However, Sakuya was not a patient man and looked about ready to take what was his with no intention of asking if the boy was ready.
It burned and his muscles clenched tightly, the intrusion so new and forbidden. He felt the small scrape of teeth along his bottom lip and a rough tug on his cock. "N-Not so hard!"
The boy's outbreak was a small surprise, but Sakuya only bit down harder on the boy's swollen, bottom lip, easing the pressure of his fingers on Koyuki's arousal though still pushing the young boy past his limits. How could he expect not to feel pain? Everyone felt pain during their first time, and everybody desired it, especially whores.
Koyuki even had tears in his eyes, those same green eyes lit with desire also were pleading with him, and Sakuya had enough of 'preparing' and finally took away his hand, letting the boy continue to gently finger himself. "Lie down," he commanded, sitting up to deposit his trousers to join the heap on the floor, stroking himself leisurely as the boy obeyed while the other hand tenderly flicked the boy's ears, rolling the velvet softness between his fingers before yanking cruelly.
Koyuki did what was asked of him, fully laying down and leaving his body open and exposed as his fingers continued to move. His head turned in the opposite direction of the ear being played with, finding it sweet at first until it was yanked. Another pained whimper escaped him, wondering why it always had to be about abusing him.
Turning his attention back to Sakuya, Koyuki watched quietly as the older man stroked himself, thoughts of how his wide cock was ever going to fit inside of him. His muscles clenched around his fingers, and only when did they begin to relax did Koyuki finally remove them. Slowly his arms moved to rest above his head, letting his owner know his body belonged to the other, he was ready to be taken and was freely giving his body.
Sakuya easily brought the boy closer by gripping the boy's hips and scooting him closer, lifting the boy's legs around his hips before guiding himself into the boy, holding back and slowly doing so, all while concentrating on the boy's facial expressions. Koyuki let out a whimpered cry, reflexively throwing his head back, ears flat and arms involuntarily gripping his shoulders, nails digging in. Sakuya hissed in pleasure, not only of the feel of the boy tight around his cock, but at such a pained response. He wasn't in all the way in yet and the boy was shaking uncontrollably. But he continued to press in, ignoring the boy's open cries as if he were coming apart at the seams.
The the worst part was over, Sakuya thought out loud, muttering to Koyuki to shut up, leaning down to swipe his tongue across the boy's open mouth, needing the boy to be distracted so he could finally relax. He didn't want a tense whore. He cupped the boy's face with both hands, kissing the boy savagely, sucking on the boy's tongue with his mouth, anything to get the boy to shut up and stop crying.
It was difficult for Koyuki to relax when he was barely given any time to let his body become accustomed to the intrusion, having to deal with everything so quickly and to Sakuya's liking. He tried his best to remain calm but when every part of his body was screaming in pain, it was difficult to try and keep it muffled and not cry out. Even with being kissed his body was not reacting as it always did, his brain didn't turn into mush at the swipe of Sakuya's tongue and then the suction along his own. Somewhere along the way he felt a sharp thrust and gasped, tears trickling down the sides of his face as he realized the older man was fully inside of him now.
Tight muscles clenched and Koyuki felt like he was on fire, throbbing everywhere.
Eventually Sakuya did let go of his tongue and even though Koyuki continued to cry, his whimpering and cries of pain were very soft. "T-Take care of me...Sakuya....kun..."
"F-fuck," Sakuya's head dropped into the crook of the boy's neck, deeply inhaling as he drew his hips back, Koyuki shaking sweetly beneath him. "Oh Koyuki...you're so beautiful," he whispered, and meant it.
Koyuki looked so gorgeous like this, at his mercy and suffering because of him. Sakuya leaned down closer, seeing how the tears clumped the boy's eyelashes together, and Koyuki pleaded with him to take care of him. Reaching down between them, he grasped Koyuki in his hand, trying at least to bring the boy back to full hardness. Miraculously only after a few pumps he felt Koyuki's arousal twitch excitedly in his hand, the sound of the boy's breathing not quite so pained. So predictable. "That's it, you fucking slut, you like that, don't you?" He laughed cruelly as he thumbed the boy's slit, feeling the moisture gather along with Koyuki's soft sighs of pleasure. He took the opportunity to draw back slowly before snapping his hips forward swiftly. Koyuki's body naturally resisted him, body not expecting such a fast withdrawal and intrusion.
Koyuki cried out, hips bucking upward and feeling Sakuya just going that little bit further. It hurt and his body resisted but there was a small part of the young boy that was enjoying this. Sakuya repeated himself a few times, no doubt loving the noises Koyuki made, sounds of pleasure slowly beginning to emerge. With Sakuya out of range to grip, all Koyuki could reach was his hips, digging in his nails and holding on for the ride.
Eyes rolling back and tipping his head back again, Koyuki bit down on his lower lip as he felt like he was getting close, far too soon since they had only begun.
Sakuya continued to thrust into the body beneath him, keeping a steady pace so the boy could adjust and appreciate something he had never felt before. The boy was oblivious now, too lost in pleasure and pain to notice Sakuya picking up the pace a little, daringly slamming back into the boy a little harder after every backwards thrust.
“If you come before I do, I’ll fucking smack you so hard in the face, understand, my little pet?” he said, squeezing the boy's leaking cock to keep the boy from coming all over himself. Judging by the sounds the boy was closer than him. Inwardly he was deeply pleased to know Koyuki had it in him to enjoy his harsh treatment but still felt displeasure at how much he was focusing on the boy's pleasure more than his own. Withdrawing his hand completely, he grabbed the lithe boy by the hips again, this time flipping their positions, unfortunately having to withdraw completely from the boy to do so. The boy was unsteady at first, so Sakuya gripped him easily by the hips over him, situating him perfectly over his lap and easing the boy back down down onto his cock, still feeling the tight resistance though from this angle it seemed to simulate the boy more, in turn making it easier for Sakuya to penetrate.
The view was absolutely tantalizing and sparked an idea that he knew the boy would eagerly agree to, not that he had a choice. And so he reached up to kiss the boy, tangling his fingers in blonde hair as he whispered profane suggestions to the boy. "The faster you make me come, the faster you will," he promised coldly, moving from the boy's hair to grab ahold of the boy's neck, gently squeezing, "and if you're really good I'll let you come first next time."
Koyuki's body was shaking from the quick switch, being placed in charge of sorts on top of his master, expected to resist the urge to come (if that was possible!). He easily lost himself in the next kiss, whimpering and searching out for a bit of comfort, strong fingers gripping in his hair and calming him down a little. The promise was an interesting one and one Koyuki certainly wanted to believe. Though, considering how his master usually wanted his own pleasure first before even considering anybody else's, it would have to be something to see in person to believe.
"Y-Yes, Master..." Koyuki breathed, urging his body to move upward and then down, his body practically vibrating. It didn't take long to feel Sakuya jerking up his hips and meeting Koyuki everytime he moved downward, feeling Sakuya move deep and tease a little spot inside. The pain had subsided and now his body was in full pleasure mode, riding up and down on Sakuya's cock, crying out and moaning like he'd never experienced anything so dirty. A small bit of confidence came his way due to his position, even though he was a bottom on top.
Koyuki's arms moved up and crossed behind his head, his own fingers gripping in blond hair and his owner digging into his hips.
Sakuya moaned deeply now, hands hard on Koyuki's hips enough to bruise and break, though allowing the boy to control the pace, he still sought out his own need to dominate with his own deep, forceful upward thrusts, feeling the beginnings of impending release take over and wash over him. Groaning recklessly, he gashed his teeth together as he increased the rhythm, urging the boy to move faster in his lap. Much too soon he reached the edge, filling the boy completely.
Capturing boy's lips with his mouth, he kept to his promise and started jerking the boy off at a rapid pace, twisting and tugging and concentrating on the spots that would make any teenage boy wail and explode. Moments later Koyuki's released gushed and dribbled down his hand. Koyuki whimpered helplessly as the white-hot pleasure took over before bonelessly falling forward into him, leaving Sakuya no choice but to hold the sated boy against his chest as they both tried to catch their breath.
Koyuki couldn't even think properly the second he reached climax, whimpering and falling on top of his owner, panting as he came down from his high and returning back to reality. He felt Sakuya remove himself and the younger boy moaned as the muscles contracted and continued to throb, knowing it would be a while before his body would feel alright again. Figuring that for the time being he could remain on top of Sakuya, he didn't budge an inch, resting, cuddling against his master for as long as he could.
"Well, you're not so bad," Sakuya complimented, and meaning it. For a virgin Koyuki was satisfactory, a perfect, willing slut. He really did not like the idea of a dirty, dripping whore laying on top of him like this, nuzzling and purring in content against his chest. Koyuki was a whore and Sakuya disliked clingy, emotional whores more than anything. He tried to be gentle by pushing the boy off of him instead of yelling. In time Koyuki would learn once his job was over he was expected to leave and clean up, or at the every least know to leave him alone unless asked to stay.