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Oct. 4th, 2008 01:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"Byakuran-san marshmallows shouldn't go there."Shouichi's voice was slightly strained, and really it wasn't any wonder. Shouichi had been under so much stress lately, after all he was monitoring the radiation that would kill the Arcobaleno, and working in his lab, and of course there was the Vongola affair… well, Shouichi was under so much stress that Byakuran had gotten worried! Especially when the Cervello told him how much Shouichi tended to fall asleep in strange places, or positions that had to be bad for him. It only made sense that after that Byakuran would order that Shouichi take a rest day, and of course in order to be sure Shouichi was resting and not working Byakuran had decided to monitor it, and since Shouichi would have complained about spending the night in Byakuran's bed (which was far more comfortable and better for Shouichi's posture than Shouichi's) bed, Byakuran had to have Shouichi restrained.
So really, it was no wonder Shouichi's voice was strained.
"Now, Shou-chan, marshmallows are perfectly natural." Byakuran stroked another white bit of fluff over Shouichi's glistening erection before popping it into his mouth, salty and sweet, perfect. "They aren't going to do you any harm."
Shouichi's mouth was set into one of those stubborn little lines that never meant any good, and his eyes were narrowed becomingly behind his glasses. It hadn't seemed fair to remove the glasses, despite how awkward they made kissing. They looked adorable when they steamed up though. "Byakuran-san, you should re-"
Deciding to head off any silly complaints Byakuran rubbed a marshmallow over the head of Shouichi's penis, soaking up some precum and spreading it around. The texture had to be quite interesting as well, and certainly arousing considering how Shouichi's breath hitched and his hips twitched forward just a little. Byakuran slid the marshmallow down Shouichi's shaft to brush against his balls. It was so weird how little hair Shouichi had on his body, just light orange fuzz where Byakuran was covered in white.
"Shou-chan." Byakuran slipped the marshmallow into his mouth and chewed it. "I think we'll agree I know best about this… won't we?" Byakuran dropped his head down and took Shouichi's shaft into his mouth. The salty taste of pre-cum, and the musky, heady taste of Shouichi… it was such a delight. Not as tasty as marshmallows, but a delicacy to be appreciated, like fine wine, or the coppery taste of blood. "Mmm." Byakuran stroked his fingers over Shouichi's balls and down along his perineum, tickling the sensitive skin.
"Ah! Aaah!" Shouichi' wrapped his hands around the dark wooden headboard he was tied to, his white-knuckled grip and pale yellow skin a contrast to the dark wood. "Byakuran-san!"
Byakuran chuckled, and took all of Shouichi into his mouth. Really, Shou-chan was so small, just a little over half the size of Byakuran's hand when he fanned his fingers out. It was cute too, just like the rest of Shouichi.
"By-ah." Shouichi twitched, his muscles straining with the effort not to move. Shouichi's restraint was admirable, but really quite tiresome sometimes. Byakuran sucked, and licked, and stroked his nails up and down Shouichi's perineum, dipping low enough to tickle the crack of his ass. "A-aah!" Shouichi whined, his hips jerking into Byakuran's mouth, thrusting once, and twice before Shouichi came. Byakuran waited until Shouichi was done coming before pulling away, a dribble of semen slipping out of the corner of his mouth and down his chin. Byakuran sat up, then crawled up Shouichi's body, his fully dressed form irritating Shouichi's skin. Buckles pressed against Shouichi's chest Byakuran smiled slightly at Shouichi, and pressed his glasses up so they no longer sat on the edge of Shouichi's nose.
Shouichi's mouth tipped into a small smile, and behind his glasses his eyes were half lidded and lazy. Byakuran pressed his lips to Shouichi's, pleased when Shouichi opened his mouth under a little pressure. Byakuran opened his own mouth and let Shouichi's seed spill out, and his tongue followed, invading Shouichi's mouth, marking it as his own. Shouichi's throat worked when he swallowed his own come, and Byakuran stroked a hand down Shouichi's fair throat. Pulling away from the kiss Byakuran smiled sweetly.
"My turn now, Shou-chan."
So really, it was no wonder Shouichi's voice was strained.
"Now, Shou-chan, marshmallows are perfectly natural." Byakuran stroked another white bit of fluff over Shouichi's glistening erection before popping it into his mouth, salty and sweet, perfect. "They aren't going to do you any harm."
Shouichi's mouth was set into one of those stubborn little lines that never meant any good, and his eyes were narrowed becomingly behind his glasses. It hadn't seemed fair to remove the glasses, despite how awkward they made kissing. They looked adorable when they steamed up though. "Byakuran-san, you should re-"
Deciding to head off any silly complaints Byakuran rubbed a marshmallow over the head of Shouichi's penis, soaking up some precum and spreading it around. The texture had to be quite interesting as well, and certainly arousing considering how Shouichi's breath hitched and his hips twitched forward just a little. Byakuran slid the marshmallow down Shouichi's shaft to brush against his balls. It was so weird how little hair Shouichi had on his body, just light orange fuzz where Byakuran was covered in white.
"Shou-chan." Byakuran slipped the marshmallow into his mouth and chewed it. "I think we'll agree I know best about this… won't we?" Byakuran dropped his head down and took Shouichi's shaft into his mouth. The salty taste of pre-cum, and the musky, heady taste of Shouichi… it was such a delight. Not as tasty as marshmallows, but a delicacy to be appreciated, like fine wine, or the coppery taste of blood. "Mmm." Byakuran stroked his fingers over Shouichi's balls and down along his perineum, tickling the sensitive skin.
"Ah! Aaah!" Shouichi' wrapped his hands around the dark wooden headboard he was tied to, his white-knuckled grip and pale yellow skin a contrast to the dark wood. "Byakuran-san!"
Byakuran chuckled, and took all of Shouichi into his mouth. Really, Shou-chan was so small, just a little over half the size of Byakuran's hand when he fanned his fingers out. It was cute too, just like the rest of Shouichi.
"By-ah." Shouichi twitched, his muscles straining with the effort not to move. Shouichi's restraint was admirable, but really quite tiresome sometimes. Byakuran sucked, and licked, and stroked his nails up and down Shouichi's perineum, dipping low enough to tickle the crack of his ass. "A-aah!" Shouichi whined, his hips jerking into Byakuran's mouth, thrusting once, and twice before Shouichi came. Byakuran waited until Shouichi was done coming before pulling away, a dribble of semen slipping out of the corner of his mouth and down his chin. Byakuran sat up, then crawled up Shouichi's body, his fully dressed form irritating Shouichi's skin. Buckles pressed against Shouichi's chest Byakuran smiled slightly at Shouichi, and pressed his glasses up so they no longer sat on the edge of Shouichi's nose.
Shouichi's mouth tipped into a small smile, and behind his glasses his eyes were half lidded and lazy. Byakuran pressed his lips to Shouichi's, pleased when Shouichi opened his mouth under a little pressure. Byakuran opened his own mouth and let Shouichi's seed spill out, and his tongue followed, invading Shouichi's mouth, marking it as his own. Shouichi's throat worked when he swallowed his own come, and Byakuran stroked a hand down Shouichi's fair throat. Pulling away from the kiss Byakuran smiled sweetly.
"My turn now, Shou-chan."
