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A little bit of my NaNo project Red Dragon.
I was given a challenge to write a sex scene that takes place on Broken Glass.... this what what i could come up with in 20 mins. The chapter is not finished and it is unedited at this point so it's a little (or really) rough. Obviously not work safe
Chapter Ten - Broken Glass
"I cannot believe this fucking shit!" I yelled throwing knocking a vase off of Takahiro's desk and watching it smash on the floor. I didn't care, I couldn't care. How the hell was Yukio going to do this to me?
"That was expensive you know." Takahiro muttered in from his place in his chair. We were currently in his library talking about what the hell to do about our situation.
"Ask me if I care." I shot back. With the mood that I was in now there was nothing that could calm me down.
"Do you care?" He asked sarcastically. I just glared at him in response before throwing a book at the mirror that was next to him.
"And that is seven years bad luck. Do you really think that we need that?" I couldn't help but just be amazed by his lack of uncaring. Here I was destroying his precious library and he didn't care. I threw another vase into the now growing pile of glass next to him. He didn't even flinch as it hit the ground.
"Fuck Takahiro, how many god damn vases do you think you need in a room like this?" It wasn't an answer that required a response but more or less my way of justifying my actions. He knew this so he said nothing.
"You know I understand that you are angry at Yukio but explain to me why you have to tear apart my library rather than his?" I shook my head before running my arm across his desk knocking the contents that decorated it to fall to the floor.
"If Yukio had a fucking library I would fuck that one up too. Yours just happens to be closer." Takahiro shook his head at me as I threw another book and another past his head into the wall on the other side. My aim slipped up and I sent a book flying through the now broken window that sat next to the once whole mirror.
"You are going to pay for that." he told me calmly before standing up and walking over to me. "I don't understand why you are so pissed off. So Keiji had a kid and now you have to look after her. What the hell is the problem with that?" He didn't understand, there is no way that he would ever understand. I shoved him away and made a swing at him which he easily caught. With a quick twist of the wrist he forced my body to spin around and fall into his, my arm effectively trapped behind my back.
"Fuck you." I yelled. "Fuck you for trying to think that you can understand how fucked up this whole situation is when you know damn well you can't. You are a Black Dragon and lord knows that compared to us you all live the easy lives." I felt him breathing in my ear as he spoke.
"You think I had an easy life? I was taken from my parents when I was old enough to still remember who the fuck they were." I could feel him breathing heavy in my ear, the breath brushing the nape of my neck causing small goose bumps to rise. "You may think that you have it rough because you killed Keiji and now you have to kill his daughter but how the fuck do you think I feel knowing that I have to kill you?" He wrenched my arm up a bit higher causing me to give a small gasp of pain.
"Well you are not the only one ass hole." I shot back "Or did you forget that I am supposed to be killing you as well?" He let the grip he had on my arm loosen just a bit when I said this.
"No I didn't forget, but if I remember correctly I am supposed to kill you by the end of next month. where as you have more time to come up with a plan to make it look like you killed me." He was right about that I would give him that much, but it didn't do much to get me out of my mood. I swung my head back as hard as I could into his face grimacing as I felt his nose in the back of my head. I didn't mean to hit him there.
He automatically dropped my arm and grabbed his nose, eyes watering from the impact. I spun around just in time to see his fist flying into my face. I didn't have time to react but just feel it connect solidly with my eye.
"That hurt you fucker." he yelled. one hand was still holding his nose while he was shaking the other to get rid of the pain from hitting me in the face. I gave him a small smile before launching myself at him looking for this fight, looking for anyway to forget what was happening. I had learned from experience that the best way to get rid of unpleasant thoughts was physical pain. And the best way to get my physical pain was to pick a fight with a guy I knew would be able to hold his own against me.
He grabbed me as I flew at him and tossed me to the side as if I was nothing more than a rag doll. I felt glass cutting my hands and knees they hit the floor to help stabilize me. My smile only grew at the feeling. I felt his foot fly into my stomach and I coughed out a grunt before being flipped over onto my side. Before I knew what was happening Takahiro had flipped me on my back and started to punch me while straddling my legs.
I bucked my hips making him loose enough balance that I could shimmy my way out. I hissed as the glass bit into my skin cutting long angry marks in my back. "Where the fuck do you think you are going?" Takahiro hissed at me grabbing my hair and wrenching my neck so that I was forced to look at him. I spit at him. I was to wrapped up in what I was doing to really stop myself. With his free hand he whipped away the spit on his face and glared at me. "Of all the fucking childish things you could have done." he swore
I smiled up at him glad that I was getting some kind of reaction. He looked at me confused for a moment and for the first time since I had started to tear up his library there was silence. The only noise made was that of our heavy breathing and the glass that was crunching under my arm.
Takahiro pulled me up by the hair a moment later and threw me against the wall pinning me there with my arms at my side. I groaned a little as my head hit the back of what use to be a mirror. His lips descended on my harshly almost as if his desire was to rip them off and eat them rather than just kiss me. I returned the heated kiss with my own fervor not noticing how much of a turn on all of that had been until just now.
As Takahiro ground his hips into mine I could tell that I wasn't the only one who thought so. I silently thanked any god that would listen to me for Cho being in with the tutors right now. It had been three weeks since she came to live with me to start her training and because of that the time I got to spend with Takahiro had dwindled to nothingness.
My body suddenly felt hot... very hot and I could feel color coming to my cheeks. My back slipped a little on the mirror due to the blood that was now seeping through my shirt slicking the mirror. Takahiro tore at my shirt almost as if he was trying to tear my skin off with it. His lips never left mine as button after button was ripped from their holes to fall with a clink on the glass below us.
As if continuing with our fight he kicked my foot out from under me causing me to loose balance and land with a smack on the shards. I pulled away from Takahiro and yelped in pain as I felt them embed themselves in my now exposed, and already tender skin.
“You don’t get to say shit.” He whispered in my ear. “You broke it, you deal with it.” All I could do was nod. He began to place harsh kisses and bites on my neck, nipples, stomach as he striped his pants off his waist and pulled them down to his knees. I whimpered when he bit me hard enough to draw blood on my shoulder and squirmed as his hands ran over my navel causing the glass to be pressed deeper into my back. I was torn between pulling away from the glass and trying to lighten the rough touches Takahiro was giving me.
I heard more than felt him pulling my pants and boxers down together. The pain in my back was getting worse but for some reason my body was responding more and more. He roughly grabbed my cock and began a pumping motion in slow agonizing movements. I bit my lip to prevent from calling out any more. Then suddenly everything stopped.
Takahiro remained poised over me looking down almost as if he was startled. I wanted to ask him what was wrong but I didn’t dare say anything. Both of us were breathing heavy and trying to regain the air that had all but become thin around us.
And then he kissed me in one of the tenderest kisses I had ever experienced. It was feather light at first, barley a meeting of the lips before he overtook them licking my bottom lip in a slow motion as if all the sudden asking my permission. Our tongues danced to the rhythm of our hearts beating hard against our chests. It was a slow erotic dance that conveyed wants, needs, and lust while at the same time showed complete and total adoration.
When we pulled apart he smiled at me and I knew that all was forgiven. He began to place kisses over my body with his hands moving softly with barely there touches so that I wouldn’t know where I would feel the sensation next. I tilted my head back as far as it could go no longer caring that I was bleeding or that there was a need to remove the shards from my skin. I tried to focus on anything other than the touches that were driving me closer to insanity.
Then I felt it, the heat and moisture that was his mouth as he sucked me off slowly, letting his hands rest gently yet firmly on my hips as his thumbs moved in small circles over the skin that they could reach. Up and down, up and down, the movement was slow but quickly gaining speed until I was writing with the impending orgasm that was sure to come.
It was hot, to hot for comfort and I could feel sweet forming on my body in attempts to cool it. Everything in front of me held a vivid color that I had never noticed before and then it went white as I cried out my release. My body shook uncontrollably as it overtook me causing me to moan in a long low voice.
I felt Takahiro probing around my ass preparing me for what was to come using nothing other than his own saliva and my seed to lubricate. When he pressed on finger in I tried to push away. It was harder, rougher than anything that I had experienced before. But at the same time my body was once again responding to the pain that came along with it.
“Relax.” I heard Takahiro repeat over and over to me like a mantra that was supposed to comfort me until I was able to will my body to calm it’s self. Then what was one became two as he scissored his finger to loosen the skin and relax the muscles there. He dug deeper and at different angles until he hit something in me that caused me to sigh in pleasure. Knowing what he had found he continued to hit that spot over and over again.
My back arched off the shards littering the floor and I could hear them falling from my moist skin to the floor below with dull thuds. When Takahiro had removed his fingers to replace it with his sex I was unsure, but I knew it the second that he began to press into me.
I once again had to force myself to try and not cry out with the pain. I bit the side of my hand tasting some of the blood that was coming from the wounds in the palm of my hand.
“Relax” Takahiro began his mantra again and I forced and willed my body to calm down. Finally in what felt like forever he had pushed completely into me and time its self stood stock still. I moved a little trying torn between wanting more of him and wanting to pull away because of the pain. Eventually the pain began to ebb away, and as if sensing this he began to move slowly at first until I got use to the feeling, but then he hit that spot again and I lost all control calling out for got to save me.
He picked up the pace every now and then letting out his own low moans and sighs of pleasure as he came closer to his climax. I felt him begin to pump me again. He matched his pumps to the thrusts of his hips causing a cocoon of pleaser like nothing I had ever felt.
I was the first to reach climax unable to take it any longer. My body once again became like jelly on the floor with all my energy zapped from me. Takahiro soon followed laying his head on my chest as he road out his own wave of pleasure.
Once he had gained enough strength and sense to move again he pulled out and reached a hand out to me to help me sit up. I grabbed it and couldn’t help but let out a painful gasp as I sat up. Takahiro then stood up and helped me to stand guiding me with gentle hands to the couch that sat in the far corner of the library.
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