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Who: Shinou/Maou
When: Sometime(s)
Where: The temple
Rating: NC-17
What: Shinou and the Maou have sex. Shinou is a jerk, but still decides to be 'in a relationship' with the Maou because the Maou has good ass-muscles. And its oddly cute and touching throughout, like a twisted Disney movie.
The Maou appeared at Shinou's temple, tying his horse to a conveniently-placed horse-tying post before sauntering inside, filled with confidence and sex appeal. He had brushed his dark hair until it gleamed, he had put on perfume, he had even put on Yuuri's best black uniform. "Shinou!" He called. "Are you in here? I want to, uh, talk." Or do you. Whatever.
Shinou was looking particularily full of sex, lounging in a particularily comfortable chair in a particuarily clean room of his quite awesome temple. He heard the sound of someone he thought he knew, and when he scanned his memory, he realized it kind of sounded like that Maou guy, so he deemed it worthy to allow him to enter his chambers. In order to do this, he took careful time and consideration in his choice of words and called out, loudly. "In here."
The Maou wandered in and paused to blush, putting two fingers to his lips as his mouth formed kind of an 'o' shape. Well, Shinou did look rather sexy, didn't he? Imagine that. "H-hello, Shinou-heika." Then he remembered he was annoyed and tried to glare. It looked more like a pout. "You never talk to me anymore. Why don't you like me?"
"Ah? Hm." Shinou stroked his chin for a moment, looking as though he was actually pondering such a predicament. "You left a baby with me and said I couldn't eat it. I hold grudges."
The Maou still hadn't forgiven any of them for that whole baby fiasco, but there would be time for JUSTICE later. "Well, fine! I don't care if you don't talk to me or...or anything." He said, staring at the ground. "I thought we had something real..." He muttered.
Shinou decided to no longer lounge on the chair and instead leaned forward as if he was looking up at the Maou's downturned face. "Is that what you want? Something real? Committment?"
The Maou frowned. "If I say yes, you'll only laugh at me, right? This is a trick question, isn't it?"
"I'll laugh at you no matter what you say."
The Maou glared and stamped his foot. "Why are you always an asshole?!"
Shinou sat up a little straighter and raised his eyebrows. "Asshole? I am no such thing. I only speak the truth, and the truth hurts."
"Well, your truth is dumb like you! I don't know why I even came here! I don't need to take this!"
Shinou chuckled and rested his arm on the armrest and thought briefly that it had quite a clever name... and then continued with his comment. "I'm not going to lie to you. You are incredibly good-looking when you're all worked up and angry like that."
"You think I'm good-looking?" The Maou said, black eyes stunned as he looked at Shinou, edging a little closer. "Really?"
"Really. But only when you're angered or in heat." He smirked. "Then you're irresistable."
The Maou blushed and rubbed his foot against the temple floor, back and forth. He scooted a little closer to Shinou, twining a strand of black hair around his finger. "So...do you want to kiss me?"
"Not when you ask like that." And Shinou was back to relaxing against the back of the chair. "I'll take you when I want you. Not when you look like a prostitute."
"I do not look like a prostitute!" There was a dangerous whoosh and the Maou levitated a few feet, his head almost touching the ceiling. Some water-snakes twined around him. "You can't talk to me like that! I'm the Maou!"
"And I'm the original maou. Get down from the ceiling right now and have a seat." Shinou's voice was unfazed and he gave his lap a little pat. The Maou was angry again and he liked that.
The Maou was down from the ceiling and into Shinou's lap so fast that he probably bent the speed of light. He snuggled against him, head butting against Shinou's shoulder like a little, gay cat. "You're so warm." He giggled.
"I have eight different layers of clothing on." Shinous said quite bluntly. "And don't giggle." He was... quite amazed at how predictable this little Maou thing was being. It was almost disappointing. Almost.
"Maybe I should help you get them off." It wasn't like he was this much of a woman with everyone else, but Shinou was so powerful and manly and....powerful. The Maou felt dwarfed by him. And he was a whore.
"That may prove useful." Shinou decided, nodding vehemently. "But do it with your teeth."
The Maou looked at him for a minute, then looked at Shinou's clothing. "No. That's dumb. I can't eat clothes."
"Then I suppose my clothes can't come off." Shinou shrugged nonchalantly.
The Maou glared at him, then grabbed for a piece of clothing and tried to rip it off with
his Super-Sai...er, Super-Maou strength. "Says who?" Bitch.
Shinou frowned and gave the Maou a mighty, mighty glare. "I LIKED that cloak." It was such a pretty color... T^T
"Well, then you should take the rest of your clothes off or I might have to rip them too." The Maou bluffed.
"Ah... hm." Shinou thought about this for a moment. "I don't really feel like taking my clothes off. It's too much effort. I can will them off with my awesome god-like powers. You, however, should invest in removing your clothing. It's so much more interesting that way."
The Maou obediently stood up and started tenatively and shyly taking off his shirt, revealing his manly chest.
For such a woman, the Maou's chest WAS very manly and Shinou was reminded why he liked it so much... and because he liked it so much, he used his godlike-powers to will his clothing away and pull the Maou closer to him on the chair.
The Maou enjoyed getting a good look at the now-naked Shinou anyway. He began to plant soft kisses against the other's neck, nibbling and nuzzling down to the those broad, manly shoulders. "You are sooo sexy."
"That tends to happen... all the time." Shinou said very cock-esque-like. He trailed his hands up the Maou's back and around to under his chin where he took a hold of it and brought the Maou's face to his lips.
The Maou's entire face drifted toward his lips, but by luck or chance, his lips found Shinou's and he kissed him passionately, parting his lips like the open doorway to his heart.
If that was the open doorway to his heart, then Shinou just licked all over it. He tried not to think of it, really, but after a while... the Maou's tongue kind of felt like a heart should...
The Maou's tongue thrust against Shinou's tongue, rather unlike a heart and more like a tongue. He slid his fingers through Shinou's hair and tongued his mouth in flicking motion.
Shinou's hands were already roaming free all over the Maou's body, across his stomach, and his chest and down to his belly button and nudging the seat of his pants. Anything he wanted.
The Maou got his pants down to his ankles. He wasn't wearing underwear, he was naughty like that. "Don't go so fast..." He muttered, stroking across Shinou's nipples with a long hand, taking a nipple and squeezing it.
"I won't go too fast. I only want to touch." He liked touching. He prodded at the Maou's now-exposed peen and stayed true to his word. He was much more preoccupied with attacking the Maou's neck with his teeth.
The Maou liked being chewed on and he moved his hair to allow Shinou to bite his neck and give him big, ugly red hickies. He slid his fingers down Shinou's manly stomach, rubbing it like Shinou was a dog.
Shinou contemplated giving the Maou some hickies in the shapes of odd things. Like giraffes. But that would use up a little too much energy that he'd rather spend on sexier things.
Then then Shinou's stomach was being rubbed like a canine and his leg twitched. ... since when did it do THAT?
The Maou continued to rub Shinou's stomach as his other hand reached to scratch him behind the ears. Ah, Shinou was just a big puppy! Who knew?
Shinou barked.
Well, no he didn't. But he wanted to and that was weird.
The Maou wanted to call him a 'good Shinou' but he wasn't about to press his luck, so he decided to kiss him instead.
Shinou wanted the Maou to know this was a wise choice so he kissed him back with a bit too much hunger in the kiss. In fact, one could argue that it was very doglike, but Shinou would deny all charges.
The Maou wasn't sure how good kissing was doglike, because as he far as he knew, dogs didn't kiss. But then he wasn't a dog. He began to rub Shinou's back, scratching nails lightly across the flesh.
Shinou had this sudden urge to pick the Maou up, pin him against the wall and do him until his ears bled, but then he wondered if he would ever come back for more and refrained from doing so. Instead he settled for pinching at a nipple or two and too bad it wasn't three.
The Maou was not a three-nippled freak, it was true, but he would have been okay with getting done until his ears bled. He slid his hand down to rub Shinou's ass lightly, his other hand rubbing Shinou's silky inner thigh, tracing fingernails over the skin.
Shinou wasn't really all THAT good at reading minds. He liked to think he was, though.... but the Maou's actions against his genital-area really made him think twice about this wall notion. And. Was he kind enough to use lube? Eh, he'd figure that out when he got there. For now, he was going diddle the Maou's peen for all of two seconds before stopping and picking the little thing from his lap and deposited him on a couch.
The Maou looked at him pitifully from his spot on the couch, reaching over to fondle his own peen because damnit, it needed attention.
Shinou swatted at the Maou's hand and glared at him. "I'm not finished with you yet." As hot as that was. He was going to suck the Maou's peen anyway, yes he was. He took a hold of both the Maou's hands and held them far from his body as he leaned in, pressing a suprisingly soft kiss to the tip of it.
The Maou let out a little giggle that turned into a hot moan and squirmed to try to press his peen against the other man's lips--and hopefully in
Shinou allowed this, taking in as much of the Maou as he wanted.
Oh and another cool thing about being Shinou that was just decided could happen... he could make the Maou's peen taste like a blow pop so he spent a lot of time on licking and sucking in the same manner he would... well... a sucker. If Shinou ate suckers.
The Maou liked what Shinou was doing with his blow pop, and he began to thrust it in and out of his mouth, making a lot of really stupid moaning and groaning sounds, tossing his head so that long black hair went everywhere. His fingers dug into the cushions as he panted softly. This totally made Shinou's personality worth it.
Yeah, every once in a while, Shinou showed that he had SOME merit. He swirled his tongue around, liking the changing taste from cherry to grape and back to green apple. At this point, he wasn't even paying attention to how the Maou felt about all this. He was busy making sure to lap at every portion of the Maou's peen and to do it as hard as possible.
The Maou cried out loudly, rocking back and forth like his peen was headbanging into Shinou's mouth--which he guessed it was. "Ohohoh...shinou-heika!" He cried out, sounding suspiciously like Gunter, on the verge of exploding into the other's mouth.
Shinou wondered briefly if suckers had cream-filling, but then he decided it really didn't matter. And if the Maou sounded like Gunter then... Shinou didn't care. Shinou ignored Gunter.
The Maou tossed his head and out came the cream-filling. He lay back, panting and rubbing his nipples. "Oh, my..." He said dumbly, his eyes unfocused.
Shinou was very glad he ignored Gunter, because had he not... he'd... probably do something very Shinou-like and whack the Maou for that. But instead, he swallowed the cream-filling and smacked his chops before crawling onto the couch with the Maou, "I think I'll do you against a wall, now."
The Maou looked at him. "You'll have to help me stand up." He said practically. "My knees are all wobbly. That was really...wow."
Shinou looked down and frowned as if it wasn't really his fault. "I see." He moved off the couch only to be able to get himself some lube. He wanted to go in with a little less friction--that was all. He figured he'd at least to a bit of preparation before he'd commence with the wall-banging and coated his fingers with the substance before pressed one to the Maou's entrance. It was already softened slightly from the orgasm and if Shinou was polite, he'd at least let the Maou rest but uh... no.
The Maou's ass greedily gobbled at that single finger anyway. "I talked to Wolfram today and he said that I should tell you what I feel even though you'll only be a jerk about it."
Shinou looked unphased and shoved in a second finger anyway, wiggling it around. "How you feel, eh? I'll be a jerk no matter what you do." He said this as he scissored, sharply.
The Maou groaned and thrust his ass against the scissoring despite the pain it caused. "Well....don't be!" He muttered. Even Wolfram has that stupid flippy-haired kid."
"I'm a jerk for a reason, you know." He frowned, but stopped being so incessantly rough with the Maou and stretched his hole with a sort of gentle anger until he was certain he could fit in a third finger. Which he did.
The Maou yipped gayly as that third finger slipped into him, his Maouly coolness allowing him to start to get hard again.
Shinou twisted his hand, rotating it back and forth until he deemed the Maou ready and pulled away from the abused hole. He frowned down at it. Maybe he should have taken longer and been more considerate but... oh well.
Instead, he was now focused on coating his own peen with the slippery substance. At least he was thinking that far ahead. When he had finished, he leaned over the Maou and planted a quick kiss to his lips. "You can tell me when I'm finished." And with that, he lifted the Maou from the couch.
The Maou lifted easily, spreading his legs and bracing himself against a wall. "Go slow, okay?" He said, sounding a little womanish. But he didn't want it to hurt...too much.
Shinou actually took this into consideration, but in doing so, he took a hold of the Maou's hips and turned him around, pinning him with his back to the wall and tilting his chin up for a kiss. "I want to look at you when I do this." He reached downward to cup the Maou's derierre and upper thighs, helping him to wrap his leg around his waist, using the wall for support.
The Maou used the wall and his powers of levitation for support, but it still wasn't comfortable. Still, he smiled because Shinou wanted to /look/ at him and that was almost like liking him!
Shinou helped with the Maou's powers of levitation by holding onto him with his big, strong and manly arms. Gravity wasn't exactly on their side, so when Shinou went to actually penetrate, he accidently shoved himself in to the hilt and had the Maou pressed up harshly against the wall. Oops.
The Maou liked it hard, of course, but he still let out a little screech and a watersnake appeared to take a snap at Shinou's nose, though it disappeared before it made contact. The Maou panted, trying to control his breathing to focus on something other than the pain
And then Shinou muttered something in passing that he hadn't said for about four thousand years. "... sorry." It was small and discreet and one really had to be paying attention in order to hear it, but it was there. Shinou held still, actually, mostly to get over the shock of the warm and tight situation he had gotten himself into. He clutched the Maou to him tightly, burying his face in his neck.
The Maou stroked Shinou's hair and felt a thrill of love and devotion. Shinou liked him enough to be /sorry/ for shoving his peen into him. He drew Shinou's lips against him, flexing his ass-muscles to squeeze Shinou's peen.
No one had been considerate enough to squeeze their ass muscles against Shinou's peen like that. His eyes widened into the kiss and he thrust forward, although it really didn't do him much good. When the Maou's muscles relaxed once more, Shinou pulled away only to move back in, all too eager to start blindly thrusting into him.
The Maou readied himself to receive a good hard shafting, clinging to Shinou so hard he was probably leaving bruises on those manly shoulders, his legs wrapped very tightly around Shinou.
Hey, Shinou could deal with bruises. Rare was a man who could bruise Shinou. If the Maou could pull that one off, Shinou might to something for him like... care.. for all of three minutes. He took the clinging as a good sign, however, and quicked his thrusts, jamming his mouth roughly against the other's.
The Maou opened his mouth, shoving his tongue forcefully into the other's mouth, flicking it quickly back and forth so it wouldn't be forced out. He grunted and tried to move with the other's thrusts.
The kiss was sloppy from Shinou's end, but that was probably because it was hard to snog when he was shoving his peen so hard into someone else. He didn't give up on moaning, though, as that came as a second-nature. Oh... he really did like doing the Maou.
The Maou liked being done and he was moaning and groaning, sounding far more throaty and masculine now. He worked those ass-muscles, too, tightening them as Shinou shoved in for maximum peen-squeezing.
Shinou's peen like the squeezing just a little too much and he gave a very seme-like grunt, digging his nails into the Maou's thighs as he slammed him against the wall, beads of manly sweat dotting his forehead like sparkles.
The Maou thought that manly sweat shouldn't be quite so gay, but it didn't matter because he was getting severely peened and it was really good. He whimpered into Shinou's mouth, clinging to him with stupid, animal sounds coming out of his throat.
Shinou wasn't exactly paying attention to the sounds the Maou was making because he was littering the air with some intersting noises of his own. He knew he was getting close, but he showed no sign of it, and when he finally came, he didn't scream out or make any significantly noticeable noise. He merely thrust in once, long and hard as he released his seed, and continued to pump a few times to make sure he hadn't left any drops.
The Maou squirted as well, all over Shinou's chest. That's what you got for wanting to face him. He loosened his grip and started to kind of slide down the wall, still with a peen in him.
Shinou could deal with some cream filling on his chest. Just this once. But only because the Maou was a good lay that didn't cry and complain about anal bleeding.
However, Shinou did a gentleman-like thing and held the Maou up entirely with his own strength. Flacid peen inside his peenhole and everything. Apparently his legs were too awesome to go jelloid, the same with his hands.
The Maou clung and panted and whimpered. Finally he regained the ability to speak clearly, his arms tight around the other. And what did he say?
"Did you really rape Wolfram?"
Shinou's peen went so limp from that, that it actually fell out of the Maou... even from that position... if that was possible. He frowned. "I wouldn't call it rape. It was more like sex he didn't know he wanted... and he still doesn't know he wanted it."
"Oh." He seemed momentarily comforted by this. Then he frowned. "He said it was violent."
"I didn't much feel like using lubricant at the time and he complained." He frowned. "Was I violent to you?"
"..No." Well, yes, but he liked it that way. "But its not the same..." He sighed and decided that this was too complicated. "Hey, Shinou?"
Shinou hefted the Maou a little higher and plundered back to the couch where he settled onto it with the Maou in his lap. He expended less energy this way and he could bask in his own afterglow for a little while longer. "What?"
The Maou snuggled against him, resting his head on Shinou's shoulder so he could talk directly to Shinou's neck. His arm encircled Shinou's waist. "I want a relationship."
Shinou frowned and craned his neck into an odd position so he could get a somewhat better look at parts of the Maou's face. "What the fuck for?"
The Maou hit him on the chest. "Because everyone has one even that dumbass I share my body with, and I want one too."
Shinou narrowed his eyes. The Maou just wanted to be one of the cool kids, didn't he? Conforming to everyone else and getting a boyfriend and all that... Shinou sighed and ran a hand through his own hair. "But why /me?/ Isn't there some other unsuspecting guy you can force babies on?"
In reality, Shinou wouldn't mind a relationship with the Maou. It would really... prove to be something very interesting.. but he'd have to let Shinou do other people on the side.
The Maou frowned and stared at the ground. "Because I love you..." He said. Quietly.
Shinou exhaled loudly and settled back onto the couch. "I'm not in love with you." He said blankly, having obviously heard what the Maou had said. "You intrigue me in other ways, different than everyone else, but I'm not calling it love. Not yet. But I'll be in this... this relationship with you if it so pleases you. But no forcing babies on me, I get to pick fights with whomever I want to pick fights with and no excessively mushy crap, understand?" There. That was Shinou trying to be less of a jerk than normal.
The Maou stared at him with huge glittering gay not-at-all-emo-for-a-minute eyes. "Yes! Yes, I agree to that!" Then he gave Shinou an awkward, sloppy kiss that almost missed his mouth because he was so enthusiastic.
Well... if it got him kisses like this and a free lay whenever he wanted, it wasn't /so/ bad. Right?
Right.
When: Sometime(s)
Where: The temple
Rating: NC-17
What: Shinou and the Maou have sex. Shinou is a jerk, but still decides to be 'in a relationship' with the Maou because the Maou has good ass-muscles. And its oddly cute and touching throughout, like a twisted Disney movie.
The Maou appeared at Shinou's temple, tying his horse to a conveniently-placed horse-tying post before sauntering inside, filled with confidence and sex appeal. He had brushed his dark hair until it gleamed, he had put on perfume, he had even put on Yuuri's best black uniform. "Shinou!" He called. "Are you in here? I want to, uh, talk." Or do you. Whatever.
Shinou was looking particularily full of sex, lounging in a particularily comfortable chair in a particuarily clean room of his quite awesome temple. He heard the sound of someone he thought he knew, and when he scanned his memory, he realized it kind of sounded like that Maou guy, so he deemed it worthy to allow him to enter his chambers. In order to do this, he took careful time and consideration in his choice of words and called out, loudly. "In here."
The Maou wandered in and paused to blush, putting two fingers to his lips as his mouth formed kind of an 'o' shape. Well, Shinou did look rather sexy, didn't he? Imagine that. "H-hello, Shinou-heika." Then he remembered he was annoyed and tried to glare. It looked more like a pout. "You never talk to me anymore. Why don't you like me?"
"Ah? Hm." Shinou stroked his chin for a moment, looking as though he was actually pondering such a predicament. "You left a baby with me and said I couldn't eat it. I hold grudges."
The Maou still hadn't forgiven any of them for that whole baby fiasco, but there would be time for JUSTICE later. "Well, fine! I don't care if you don't talk to me or...or anything." He said, staring at the ground. "I thought we had something real..." He muttered.
Shinou decided to no longer lounge on the chair and instead leaned forward as if he was looking up at the Maou's downturned face. "Is that what you want? Something real? Committment?"
The Maou frowned. "If I say yes, you'll only laugh at me, right? This is a trick question, isn't it?"
"I'll laugh at you no matter what you say."
The Maou glared and stamped his foot. "Why are you always an asshole?!"
Shinou sat up a little straighter and raised his eyebrows. "Asshole? I am no such thing. I only speak the truth, and the truth hurts."
"Well, your truth is dumb like you! I don't know why I even came here! I don't need to take this!"
Shinou chuckled and rested his arm on the armrest and thought briefly that it had quite a clever name... and then continued with his comment. "I'm not going to lie to you. You are incredibly good-looking when you're all worked up and angry like that."
"You think I'm good-looking?" The Maou said, black eyes stunned as he looked at Shinou, edging a little closer. "Really?"
"Really. But only when you're angered or in heat." He smirked. "Then you're irresistable."
The Maou blushed and rubbed his foot against the temple floor, back and forth. He scooted a little closer to Shinou, twining a strand of black hair around his finger. "So...do you want to kiss me?"
"Not when you ask like that." And Shinou was back to relaxing against the back of the chair. "I'll take you when I want you. Not when you look like a prostitute."
"I do not look like a prostitute!" There was a dangerous whoosh and the Maou levitated a few feet, his head almost touching the ceiling. Some water-snakes twined around him. "You can't talk to me like that! I'm the Maou!"
"And I'm the original maou. Get down from the ceiling right now and have a seat." Shinou's voice was unfazed and he gave his lap a little pat. The Maou was angry again and he liked that.
The Maou was down from the ceiling and into Shinou's lap so fast that he probably bent the speed of light. He snuggled against him, head butting against Shinou's shoulder like a little, gay cat. "You're so warm." He giggled.
"I have eight different layers of clothing on." Shinous said quite bluntly. "And don't giggle." He was... quite amazed at how predictable this little Maou thing was being. It was almost disappointing. Almost.
"Maybe I should help you get them off." It wasn't like he was this much of a woman with everyone else, but Shinou was so powerful and manly and....powerful. The Maou felt dwarfed by him. And he was a whore.
"That may prove useful." Shinou decided, nodding vehemently. "But do it with your teeth."
The Maou looked at him for a minute, then looked at Shinou's clothing. "No. That's dumb. I can't eat clothes."
"Then I suppose my clothes can't come off." Shinou shrugged nonchalantly.
The Maou glared at him, then grabbed for a piece of clothing and tried to rip it off with
his Super-Sai...er, Super-Maou strength. "Says who?" Bitch.
Shinou frowned and gave the Maou a mighty, mighty glare. "I LIKED that cloak." It was such a pretty color... T^T
"Well, then you should take the rest of your clothes off or I might have to rip them too." The Maou bluffed.
"Ah... hm." Shinou thought about this for a moment. "I don't really feel like taking my clothes off. It's too much effort. I can will them off with my awesome god-like powers. You, however, should invest in removing your clothing. It's so much more interesting that way."
The Maou obediently stood up and started tenatively and shyly taking off his shirt, revealing his manly chest.
For such a woman, the Maou's chest WAS very manly and Shinou was reminded why he liked it so much... and because he liked it so much, he used his godlike-powers to will his clothing away and pull the Maou closer to him on the chair.
The Maou enjoyed getting a good look at the now-naked Shinou anyway. He began to plant soft kisses against the other's neck, nibbling and nuzzling down to the those broad, manly shoulders. "You are sooo sexy."
"That tends to happen... all the time." Shinou said very cock-esque-like. He trailed his hands up the Maou's back and around to under his chin where he took a hold of it and brought the Maou's face to his lips.
The Maou's entire face drifted toward his lips, but by luck or chance, his lips found Shinou's and he kissed him passionately, parting his lips like the open doorway to his heart.
If that was the open doorway to his heart, then Shinou just licked all over it. He tried not to think of it, really, but after a while... the Maou's tongue kind of felt like a heart should...
The Maou's tongue thrust against Shinou's tongue, rather unlike a heart and more like a tongue. He slid his fingers through Shinou's hair and tongued his mouth in flicking motion.
Shinou's hands were already roaming free all over the Maou's body, across his stomach, and his chest and down to his belly button and nudging the seat of his pants. Anything he wanted.
The Maou got his pants down to his ankles. He wasn't wearing underwear, he was naughty like that. "Don't go so fast..." He muttered, stroking across Shinou's nipples with a long hand, taking a nipple and squeezing it.
"I won't go too fast. I only want to touch." He liked touching. He prodded at the Maou's now-exposed peen and stayed true to his word. He was much more preoccupied with attacking the Maou's neck with his teeth.
The Maou liked being chewed on and he moved his hair to allow Shinou to bite his neck and give him big, ugly red hickies. He slid his fingers down Shinou's manly stomach, rubbing it like Shinou was a dog.
Shinou contemplated giving the Maou some hickies in the shapes of odd things. Like giraffes. But that would use up a little too much energy that he'd rather spend on sexier things.
Then then Shinou's stomach was being rubbed like a canine and his leg twitched. ... since when did it do THAT?
The Maou continued to rub Shinou's stomach as his other hand reached to scratch him behind the ears. Ah, Shinou was just a big puppy! Who knew?
Shinou barked.
Well, no he didn't. But he wanted to and that was weird.
The Maou wanted to call him a 'good Shinou' but he wasn't about to press his luck, so he decided to kiss him instead.
Shinou wanted the Maou to know this was a wise choice so he kissed him back with a bit too much hunger in the kiss. In fact, one could argue that it was very doglike, but Shinou would deny all charges.
The Maou wasn't sure how good kissing was doglike, because as he far as he knew, dogs didn't kiss. But then he wasn't a dog. He began to rub Shinou's back, scratching nails lightly across the flesh.
Shinou had this sudden urge to pick the Maou up, pin him against the wall and do him until his ears bled, but then he wondered if he would ever come back for more and refrained from doing so. Instead he settled for pinching at a nipple or two and too bad it wasn't three.
The Maou was not a three-nippled freak, it was true, but he would have been okay with getting done until his ears bled. He slid his hand down to rub Shinou's ass lightly, his other hand rubbing Shinou's silky inner thigh, tracing fingernails over the skin.
Shinou wasn't really all THAT good at reading minds. He liked to think he was, though.... but the Maou's actions against his genital-area really made him think twice about this wall notion. And. Was he kind enough to use lube? Eh, he'd figure that out when he got there. For now, he was going diddle the Maou's peen for all of two seconds before stopping and picking the little thing from his lap and deposited him on a couch.
The Maou looked at him pitifully from his spot on the couch, reaching over to fondle his own peen because damnit, it needed attention.
Shinou swatted at the Maou's hand and glared at him. "I'm not finished with you yet." As hot as that was. He was going to suck the Maou's peen anyway, yes he was. He took a hold of both the Maou's hands and held them far from his body as he leaned in, pressing a suprisingly soft kiss to the tip of it.
The Maou let out a little giggle that turned into a hot moan and squirmed to try to press his peen against the other man's lips--and hopefully in
Shinou allowed this, taking in as much of the Maou as he wanted.
Oh and another cool thing about being Shinou that was just decided could happen... he could make the Maou's peen taste like a blow pop so he spent a lot of time on licking and sucking in the same manner he would... well... a sucker. If Shinou ate suckers.
The Maou liked what Shinou was doing with his blow pop, and he began to thrust it in and out of his mouth, making a lot of really stupid moaning and groaning sounds, tossing his head so that long black hair went everywhere. His fingers dug into the cushions as he panted softly. This totally made Shinou's personality worth it.
Yeah, every once in a while, Shinou showed that he had SOME merit. He swirled his tongue around, liking the changing taste from cherry to grape and back to green apple. At this point, he wasn't even paying attention to how the Maou felt about all this. He was busy making sure to lap at every portion of the Maou's peen and to do it as hard as possible.
The Maou cried out loudly, rocking back and forth like his peen was headbanging into Shinou's mouth--which he guessed it was. "Ohohoh...shinou-heika!" He cried out, sounding suspiciously like Gunter, on the verge of exploding into the other's mouth.
Shinou wondered briefly if suckers had cream-filling, but then he decided it really didn't matter. And if the Maou sounded like Gunter then... Shinou didn't care. Shinou ignored Gunter.
The Maou tossed his head and out came the cream-filling. He lay back, panting and rubbing his nipples. "Oh, my..." He said dumbly, his eyes unfocused.
Shinou was very glad he ignored Gunter, because had he not... he'd... probably do something very Shinou-like and whack the Maou for that. But instead, he swallowed the cream-filling and smacked his chops before crawling onto the couch with the Maou, "I think I'll do you against a wall, now."
The Maou looked at him. "You'll have to help me stand up." He said practically. "My knees are all wobbly. That was really...wow."
Shinou looked down and frowned as if it wasn't really his fault. "I see." He moved off the couch only to be able to get himself some lube. He wanted to go in with a little less friction--that was all. He figured he'd at least to a bit of preparation before he'd commence with the wall-banging and coated his fingers with the substance before pressed one to the Maou's entrance. It was already softened slightly from the orgasm and if Shinou was polite, he'd at least let the Maou rest but uh... no.
The Maou's ass greedily gobbled at that single finger anyway. "I talked to Wolfram today and he said that I should tell you what I feel even though you'll only be a jerk about it."
Shinou looked unphased and shoved in a second finger anyway, wiggling it around. "How you feel, eh? I'll be a jerk no matter what you do." He said this as he scissored, sharply.
The Maou groaned and thrust his ass against the scissoring despite the pain it caused. "Well....don't be!" He muttered. Even Wolfram has that stupid flippy-haired kid."
"I'm a jerk for a reason, you know." He frowned, but stopped being so incessantly rough with the Maou and stretched his hole with a sort of gentle anger until he was certain he could fit in a third finger. Which he did.
The Maou yipped gayly as that third finger slipped into him, his Maouly coolness allowing him to start to get hard again.
Shinou twisted his hand, rotating it back and forth until he deemed the Maou ready and pulled away from the abused hole. He frowned down at it. Maybe he should have taken longer and been more considerate but... oh well.
Instead, he was now focused on coating his own peen with the slippery substance. At least he was thinking that far ahead. When he had finished, he leaned over the Maou and planted a quick kiss to his lips. "You can tell me when I'm finished." And with that, he lifted the Maou from the couch.
The Maou lifted easily, spreading his legs and bracing himself against a wall. "Go slow, okay?" He said, sounding a little womanish. But he didn't want it to hurt...too much.
Shinou actually took this into consideration, but in doing so, he took a hold of the Maou's hips and turned him around, pinning him with his back to the wall and tilting his chin up for a kiss. "I want to look at you when I do this." He reached downward to cup the Maou's derierre and upper thighs, helping him to wrap his leg around his waist, using the wall for support.
The Maou used the wall and his powers of levitation for support, but it still wasn't comfortable. Still, he smiled because Shinou wanted to /look/ at him and that was almost like liking him!
Shinou helped with the Maou's powers of levitation by holding onto him with his big, strong and manly arms. Gravity wasn't exactly on their side, so when Shinou went to actually penetrate, he accidently shoved himself in to the hilt and had the Maou pressed up harshly against the wall. Oops.
The Maou liked it hard, of course, but he still let out a little screech and a watersnake appeared to take a snap at Shinou's nose, though it disappeared before it made contact. The Maou panted, trying to control his breathing to focus on something other than the pain
And then Shinou muttered something in passing that he hadn't said for about four thousand years. "... sorry." It was small and discreet and one really had to be paying attention in order to hear it, but it was there. Shinou held still, actually, mostly to get over the shock of the warm and tight situation he had gotten himself into. He clutched the Maou to him tightly, burying his face in his neck.
The Maou stroked Shinou's hair and felt a thrill of love and devotion. Shinou liked him enough to be /sorry/ for shoving his peen into him. He drew Shinou's lips against him, flexing his ass-muscles to squeeze Shinou's peen.
No one had been considerate enough to squeeze their ass muscles against Shinou's peen like that. His eyes widened into the kiss and he thrust forward, although it really didn't do him much good. When the Maou's muscles relaxed once more, Shinou pulled away only to move back in, all too eager to start blindly thrusting into him.
The Maou readied himself to receive a good hard shafting, clinging to Shinou so hard he was probably leaving bruises on those manly shoulders, his legs wrapped very tightly around Shinou.
Hey, Shinou could deal with bruises. Rare was a man who could bruise Shinou. If the Maou could pull that one off, Shinou might to something for him like... care.. for all of three minutes. He took the clinging as a good sign, however, and quicked his thrusts, jamming his mouth roughly against the other's.
The Maou opened his mouth, shoving his tongue forcefully into the other's mouth, flicking it quickly back and forth so it wouldn't be forced out. He grunted and tried to move with the other's thrusts.
The kiss was sloppy from Shinou's end, but that was probably because it was hard to snog when he was shoving his peen so hard into someone else. He didn't give up on moaning, though, as that came as a second-nature. Oh... he really did like doing the Maou.
The Maou liked being done and he was moaning and groaning, sounding far more throaty and masculine now. He worked those ass-muscles, too, tightening them as Shinou shoved in for maximum peen-squeezing.
Shinou's peen like the squeezing just a little too much and he gave a very seme-like grunt, digging his nails into the Maou's thighs as he slammed him against the wall, beads of manly sweat dotting his forehead like sparkles.
The Maou thought that manly sweat shouldn't be quite so gay, but it didn't matter because he was getting severely peened and it was really good. He whimpered into Shinou's mouth, clinging to him with stupid, animal sounds coming out of his throat.
Shinou wasn't exactly paying attention to the sounds the Maou was making because he was littering the air with some intersting noises of his own. He knew he was getting close, but he showed no sign of it, and when he finally came, he didn't scream out or make any significantly noticeable noise. He merely thrust in once, long and hard as he released his seed, and continued to pump a few times to make sure he hadn't left any drops.
The Maou squirted as well, all over Shinou's chest. That's what you got for wanting to face him. He loosened his grip and started to kind of slide down the wall, still with a peen in him.
Shinou could deal with some cream filling on his chest. Just this once. But only because the Maou was a good lay that didn't cry and complain about anal bleeding.
However, Shinou did a gentleman-like thing and held the Maou up entirely with his own strength. Flacid peen inside his peenhole and everything. Apparently his legs were too awesome to go jelloid, the same with his hands.
The Maou clung and panted and whimpered. Finally he regained the ability to speak clearly, his arms tight around the other. And what did he say?
"Did you really rape Wolfram?"
Shinou's peen went so limp from that, that it actually fell out of the Maou... even from that position... if that was possible. He frowned. "I wouldn't call it rape. It was more like sex he didn't know he wanted... and he still doesn't know he wanted it."
"Oh." He seemed momentarily comforted by this. Then he frowned. "He said it was violent."
"I didn't much feel like using lubricant at the time and he complained." He frowned. "Was I violent to you?"
"..No." Well, yes, but he liked it that way. "But its not the same..." He sighed and decided that this was too complicated. "Hey, Shinou?"
Shinou hefted the Maou a little higher and plundered back to the couch where he settled onto it with the Maou in his lap. He expended less energy this way and he could bask in his own afterglow for a little while longer. "What?"
The Maou snuggled against him, resting his head on Shinou's shoulder so he could talk directly to Shinou's neck. His arm encircled Shinou's waist. "I want a relationship."
Shinou frowned and craned his neck into an odd position so he could get a somewhat better look at parts of the Maou's face. "What the fuck for?"
The Maou hit him on the chest. "Because everyone has one even that dumbass I share my body with, and I want one too."
Shinou narrowed his eyes. The Maou just wanted to be one of the cool kids, didn't he? Conforming to everyone else and getting a boyfriend and all that... Shinou sighed and ran a hand through his own hair. "But why /me?/ Isn't there some other unsuspecting guy you can force babies on?"
In reality, Shinou wouldn't mind a relationship with the Maou. It would really... prove to be something very interesting.. but he'd have to let Shinou do other people on the side.
The Maou frowned and stared at the ground. "Because I love you..." He said. Quietly.
Shinou exhaled loudly and settled back onto the couch. "I'm not in love with you." He said blankly, having obviously heard what the Maou had said. "You intrigue me in other ways, different than everyone else, but I'm not calling it love. Not yet. But I'll be in this... this relationship with you if it so pleases you. But no forcing babies on me, I get to pick fights with whomever I want to pick fights with and no excessively mushy crap, understand?" There. That was Shinou trying to be less of a jerk than normal.
The Maou stared at him with huge glittering gay not-at-all-emo-for-a-minute eyes. "Yes! Yes, I agree to that!" Then he gave Shinou an awkward, sloppy kiss that almost missed his mouth because he was so enthusiastic.
Well... if it got him kisses like this and a free lay whenever he wanted, it wasn't /so/ bad. Right?
Right.