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May. 15th, 2008 10:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaSanada pressed his
dick into Kirihara's ass, his hands clutching tightly at Kirihara's shoulders. Kirihara cried out, his eyes red hazed and his face pained. Sanada grunted again, his hips jolting forward and drawing another cry from Kirihara. Sanada gritted his teeth and buried his nose in Kirihara's sweaty hair, the curls tickling his face. "Kirihara." Sanada grunted, pressing Kirihara's shoulders against the bed. Kirihara's legs twitched, Kirihara's thighs spread wide to allow Sanada access to his ass. Sweat ran down their bodies, a salty slickness that only spread where their bodies brushed against each other.
"Ah!" Kirihara shouted and his fingers ripped into the pillow he was grasping. The pillow split and spilled cotton stuffing onto the bed. Sanada growled and let go of Kirihara's shoulder to spank his ass harshly.
"Behave." Sanada grimaced, pulling out so only the tip of his cock remained inside of Kirihara and then thrusting so he was in to the root.
"Shut up!" Kirihara snapped, tossing half of the ruined pillow over his shoulder. Sanada grunted again and pulled out completely. Grabbing Kirihara's hips Sanada flipped Kirihara over so that he was on his back. Propping one leg up on his shoulder Sanada grabbed Kirihara's wrists with one hand and held them high above Kirihara's head. Kirihara snarled, looking demonic and primal, something out of man's earliest nightmares and wet dreams.
Sanada glared down at him from under the brim of his hat, the hat that had started this whole thing when Kirihara had demanded Sanada remove it while in bed and Sanada had refused. "Behave." Sanada thrust in again.
Kirihara shouted, squirming his wrists in Sanada's grip, his dick as red as his eyes and leaking pre-cum against his stomach as his eyes shined slightly with tears.
"Ah!" Kirihara shouted and his fingers ripped into the pillow he was grasping. The pillow split and spilled cotton stuffing onto the bed. Sanada growled and let go of Kirihara's shoulder to spank his ass harshly.
"Behave." Sanada grimaced, pulling out so only the tip of his cock remained inside of Kirihara and then thrusting so he was in to the root.
"Shut up!" Kirihara snapped, tossing half of the ruined pillow over his shoulder. Sanada grunted again and pulled out completely. Grabbing Kirihara's hips Sanada flipped Kirihara over so that he was on his back. Propping one leg up on his shoulder Sanada grabbed Kirihara's wrists with one hand and held them high above Kirihara's head. Kirihara snarled, looking demonic and primal, something out of man's earliest nightmares and wet dreams.
Sanada glared down at him from under the brim of his hat, the hat that had started this whole thing when Kirihara had demanded Sanada remove it while in bed and Sanada had refused. "Behave." Sanada thrust in again.
Kirihara shouted, squirming his wrists in Sanada's grip, his dick as red as his eyes and leaking pre-cum against his stomach as his eyes shined slightly with tears.
