Because I needed more reasons to be sent to hell...
Title: Caribbean jerk chicken
Pairing: Cielo/His hand
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: masturbation, possible butchering of characters
Caribbean jerk chicken
It had started out with a dare, some jerk thinking it would be a great idea to abuse the new campers. “go ahead, have sex! It's okay!” There needed to be more fuzzy animals around anyway right?
The part that stopped people in their tracks was when they actually were able to do it.
In a few days the more desperate couples gave in and lo and behold they too weren't reduced to plush animals or kittens. Within the week the combined unsatisfied sexual tension of the camp was being released left and right throughout the little patch of Louisiana swamp. And more importantly in the room next to where Kuhn was lounging on the bed.
There was a loud and heavy impact against the wall where Kuhn was leaning.
“Oh! Dat must be Heat! I did see dem go in dere.” The loud and more then a little angry cursing only helped support what Cielo had said.
“and Serph's going to try to talk him down...” WHAM “-and heat's not going to like that...” Kuhn flipped a page in his book casually, sighing.
“Ja, but Serph's good at calmin' him down.” They both looked at the wall almost waiting for it to disagree with them. And waited, then a little more.
“Well that was fast.”
“I guess dey got things worked out.”
Kuhn sighed again and poked at the more then slightly battered laptop, “I don't thing it's exactly going to stay that way. This is Heat we're talking about.”
“Dat's true...”
There was a long silence with Cielo watching the trees outside and Kuhn pointedly not looking at some of the still-flashing images on the screen.
“I still don't get why people make all dis fuss about sex.” It came out as thought he were talking about the weather.
“I's really about the orgasms Cielo.” And as if that were a cue, the rhythmic thumping against the wall started up. Right; his book, Kuhn could focus on that.
“What's so fun about dem?”
He was trying to read a little too hard, “It's.. just something you need to experience yourself.”
There was an eerie pause in the noise, and Kuhn had the bad feeling that he had just said something he would regret.
“So how do I do dat?”
Synapses fried as Kuhn whipped his head up from the book to look at Cielo, “What?!” and then, “I thought you didn't care about it!”
“I don't! But it's not against de rules right now and you said I should try it ja?” At that point Kuhn became convinced that Cielo was a sadist, deep down in his little cannibal soul.
“...No.” Another one of those long silences and then Cielo hopped up and and walked over to where Kuhn was once again buried in his book. Then he leaned over and tilted his head to the side with an 'ohhh I see' sort of expression on his face.
“What are you doin- CIELO!” and Kuhn dove to turn his laptop's screen over. “Didn't Roland tell you this anyway?!”
“It got borin'!” He was far too happy when he said that.
“I'm not going to teach you how to have sex. Heat would kill me and it doesn't exactly help that you didn't listen the first time.”
“But I'm interested now.”
“No you're not.”
“Well den I'm bored.” He was already up and walking back to his bed, smiling oh-so brightly.
Kuhn looked up again just as Cielo flopped down onto the bed and unhooked his bags and the start of his clothing. He looked at the boy with worry, then returned to his book; Cielo would have done something already if he was trying to be underhanded wouldn't he?
“Hey dat's- huh.” Oh how wrong he was. The little demon had one hand down the spandex and was moving in around in no pattern whatsoever.
“C-Cielo?!”
“So it's just touchin' dis right?”
“N-no...” His brain wasn't working right, his mind foggy and more then a little frazzled by seeing Cielo of all people working at himself in a semi-determined manner.
Cielo pulled the shorts down and off to better see what was going on down there, and it was just the thing Kuhn needed to tear his eyes away from the train wreck and to his book. He tried valiantly to tune out the boy say, “Maybe like dis...” then “...no not like dat. 'Ey bro, can I see dose pictures again?”
“NO!” and the sounds of far too much experimentation continued. When Kuhn did look over after a good fifteen minutes or so Cielo was poking at it nonchalantly, his member not exactly soft but far from erect. “Are you done yet?”
“Well dere's nothin' else to do, but this is getting borin'.” He smiled a little, “you know brudda, de sooner I figure dis out, de sooner you don't have to deal with dis.” A little half-sob from Kuhn.
“Really, and you won't tell Heat.”
“Ja! Not a word!”
“Fine!” Kuhn yanked his book down. “First of all don't just touch yourself, think of it like petting a cat.” Cielo's face lit up, he knew how to do that well! The boy brushed the tips of his fingers down himself in a stroking motion. “...Okay not exactly like that, wrap your hand around it.”
Cielo looked down to where he rested his hand around the base of his penis, not moving. “Den what?”
“Then you move it Cielo. Push in and out of that space in your hand and don't grip too tightly. And when it feels good stroke in that one area that you liked.” That was a little more clear and soon the boy had a decent rhythm going, which was as good a cue as any for Kuhn to turn back to his book. Hadn't he read that one page before? Yes, about five times he concluded.
Meanwhile Cielo was doing pretty good for his first time, now starting to feel a little warm and moving into his grip pretty easily. He slid his palm up to the head and let out a little surprised noise before focusing his attention there. He bent over himself slightly, shivering and broke away just long enough to get the rest of the way undressed. Somewhere, someplace deep down Kuhn had a feeling that for some reason he should be saying “I told you so”.
The boy worked on himself at a good clip, thrusting between his fingers and grabbing the sheets with his free hand. Cielo's breathing became more heavy and he let out a moan, preferring to lean back on the bed and rock his hips into his grasp. He was getting more loud then Kuhn wanted, but he didn't want to get any more involved then he was.
Cielo let out a sound that was more then a little desperate, “Kuhn- bro I need somethin' I donno what-”
Did he have to say that so loud? “Lotion sometimes helps.” He was fine really, just he liked this book, It wasn't that he had a writhing demon on the next bed over or anything. The ragged breathing slowed down for a moment, long enough for Kuhn to hope that Cielo was finished; then the boy cried out louder then anything he'd heard from him.
When Kuhn looked over in surprise he saw Cielo arching up with his head thrown back, eyes closed and his entire body tense. The thin blue lines faded away from his atma and he slumped against the bed, looking entirely stunned. “Never thought it'd be like...” He halfway turned to Kuhn, skin shining from the layer of sweat.
Kuhn shook himself for a second, what the hell was he thinking? It was Cielo for god's sake! “W- well now do you get it?” He figured it was just a moment, after all he didn't find the kid attractive any other time.
“...Ja.” Which might have been a good time to warn Kuhn, but he was tired and sleep seemed like a good option.
Kuhn for his part, was completely and utterly thankful that he'd managed to stay so much out of that.
“KUHN!” until he noticed the angry older brother-type demon.
Pairing: Cielo/His hand
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: masturbation, possible butchering of characters
Caribbean jerk chicken
It had started out with a dare, some jerk thinking it would be a great idea to abuse the new campers. “go ahead, have sex! It's okay!” There needed to be more fuzzy animals around anyway right?
The part that stopped people in their tracks was when they actually were able to do it.
In a few days the more desperate couples gave in and lo and behold they too weren't reduced to plush animals or kittens. Within the week the combined unsatisfied sexual tension of the camp was being released left and right throughout the little patch of Louisiana swamp. And more importantly in the room next to where Kuhn was lounging on the bed.
There was a loud and heavy impact against the wall where Kuhn was leaning.
“Oh! Dat must be Heat! I did see dem go in dere.” The loud and more then a little angry cursing only helped support what Cielo had said.
“and Serph's going to try to talk him down...” WHAM “-and heat's not going to like that...” Kuhn flipped a page in his book casually, sighing.
“Ja, but Serph's good at calmin' him down.” They both looked at the wall almost waiting for it to disagree with them. And waited, then a little more.
“Well that was fast.”
“I guess dey got things worked out.”
Kuhn sighed again and poked at the more then slightly battered laptop, “I don't thing it's exactly going to stay that way. This is Heat we're talking about.”
“Dat's true...”
There was a long silence with Cielo watching the trees outside and Kuhn pointedly not looking at some of the still-flashing images on the screen.
“I still don't get why people make all dis fuss about sex.” It came out as thought he were talking about the weather.
“I's really about the orgasms Cielo.” And as if that were a cue, the rhythmic thumping against the wall started up. Right; his book, Kuhn could focus on that.
“What's so fun about dem?”
He was trying to read a little too hard, “It's.. just something you need to experience yourself.”
There was an eerie pause in the noise, and Kuhn had the bad feeling that he had just said something he would regret.
“So how do I do dat?”
Synapses fried as Kuhn whipped his head up from the book to look at Cielo, “What?!” and then, “I thought you didn't care about it!”
“I don't! But it's not against de rules right now and you said I should try it ja?” At that point Kuhn became convinced that Cielo was a sadist, deep down in his little cannibal soul.
“...No.” Another one of those long silences and then Cielo hopped up and and walked over to where Kuhn was once again buried in his book. Then he leaned over and tilted his head to the side with an 'ohhh I see' sort of expression on his face.
“What are you doin- CIELO!” and Kuhn dove to turn his laptop's screen over. “Didn't Roland tell you this anyway?!”
“It got borin'!” He was far too happy when he said that.
“I'm not going to teach you how to have sex. Heat would kill me and it doesn't exactly help that you didn't listen the first time.”
“But I'm interested now.”
“No you're not.”
“Well den I'm bored.” He was already up and walking back to his bed, smiling oh-so brightly.
Kuhn looked up again just as Cielo flopped down onto the bed and unhooked his bags and the start of his clothing. He looked at the boy with worry, then returned to his book; Cielo would have done something already if he was trying to be underhanded wouldn't he?
“Hey dat's- huh.” Oh how wrong he was. The little demon had one hand down the spandex and was moving in around in no pattern whatsoever.
“C-Cielo?!”
“So it's just touchin' dis right?”
“N-no...” His brain wasn't working right, his mind foggy and more then a little frazzled by seeing Cielo of all people working at himself in a semi-determined manner.
Cielo pulled the shorts down and off to better see what was going on down there, and it was just the thing Kuhn needed to tear his eyes away from the train wreck and to his book. He tried valiantly to tune out the boy say, “Maybe like dis...” then “...no not like dat. 'Ey bro, can I see dose pictures again?”
“NO!” and the sounds of far too much experimentation continued. When Kuhn did look over after a good fifteen minutes or so Cielo was poking at it nonchalantly, his member not exactly soft but far from erect. “Are you done yet?”
“Well dere's nothin' else to do, but this is getting borin'.” He smiled a little, “you know brudda, de sooner I figure dis out, de sooner you don't have to deal with dis.” A little half-sob from Kuhn.
“Really, and you won't tell Heat.”
“Ja! Not a word!”
“Fine!” Kuhn yanked his book down. “First of all don't just touch yourself, think of it like petting a cat.” Cielo's face lit up, he knew how to do that well! The boy brushed the tips of his fingers down himself in a stroking motion. “...Okay not exactly like that, wrap your hand around it.”
Cielo looked down to where he rested his hand around the base of his penis, not moving. “Den what?”
“Then you move it Cielo. Push in and out of that space in your hand and don't grip too tightly. And when it feels good stroke in that one area that you liked.” That was a little more clear and soon the boy had a decent rhythm going, which was as good a cue as any for Kuhn to turn back to his book. Hadn't he read that one page before? Yes, about five times he concluded.
Meanwhile Cielo was doing pretty good for his first time, now starting to feel a little warm and moving into his grip pretty easily. He slid his palm up to the head and let out a little surprised noise before focusing his attention there. He bent over himself slightly, shivering and broke away just long enough to get the rest of the way undressed. Somewhere, someplace deep down Kuhn had a feeling that for some reason he should be saying “I told you so”.
The boy worked on himself at a good clip, thrusting between his fingers and grabbing the sheets with his free hand. Cielo's breathing became more heavy and he let out a moan, preferring to lean back on the bed and rock his hips into his grasp. He was getting more loud then Kuhn wanted, but he didn't want to get any more involved then he was.
Cielo let out a sound that was more then a little desperate, “Kuhn- bro I need somethin' I donno what-”
Did he have to say that so loud? “Lotion sometimes helps.” He was fine really, just he liked this book, It wasn't that he had a writhing demon on the next bed over or anything. The ragged breathing slowed down for a moment, long enough for Kuhn to hope that Cielo was finished; then the boy cried out louder then anything he'd heard from him.
When Kuhn looked over in surprise he saw Cielo arching up with his head thrown back, eyes closed and his entire body tense. The thin blue lines faded away from his atma and he slumped against the bed, looking entirely stunned. “Never thought it'd be like...” He halfway turned to Kuhn, skin shining from the layer of sweat.
Kuhn shook himself for a second, what the hell was he thinking? It was Cielo for god's sake! “W- well now do you get it?” He figured it was just a moment, after all he didn't find the kid attractive any other time.
“...Ja.” Which might have been a good time to warn Kuhn, but he was tired and sleep seemed like a good option.
Kuhn for his part, was completely and utterly thankful that he'd managed to stay so much out of that.
“KUHN!” until he noticed the angry older brother-type demon.