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Jun. 8th, 2009 04:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaOtoya bit down on the white gag in his mouth, squirming uncomfortably. His hands were tied behind his back, and they were trapped between him and the car seat, feeling uncomfortable and sweaty. Despite this Otoya was trying to press himself even further into the car seat, he was trying to get away from J, and the things J was doing to him, and the way J was making him feel.
"Nnn." Otoya tossed his head from side to side, he couldn't he. It was wrong. GOD it was so wrong.
J stopped licking Otoya's dick and pulled away, his mouth open and slightly wet looking. "Is he there yet?" J asked the driver, and Otoya looked uncomfortably away. He should try to lose the erection, he should think of things that weren't sexy, but the least sexy thing in the world (J, his BROTHER, the person who had KILLED HIDE) was on his knees in between Otoya's thighs and Otoya was still hard.
"He's coming down the street." The driver stated, uncaring, like his boss wasn't sucking off his captive in the backseat, or like J did that all the time. Otoya didn't want to think about that, he knew that J had trapped Fujimaru at least once.
"I guess I better finish you off then, little brother." J licked his lips. "A few more seconds should do it."
Otoya screwed his eyes shut and cursed J's name in all the foreign languages he knew, because, damn it, he was right.
"Nnn." Otoya tossed his head from side to side, he couldn't he. It was wrong. GOD it was so wrong.
J stopped licking Otoya's dick and pulled away, his mouth open and slightly wet looking. "Is he there yet?" J asked the driver, and Otoya looked uncomfortably away. He should try to lose the erection, he should think of things that weren't sexy, but the least sexy thing in the world (J, his BROTHER, the person who had KILLED HIDE) was on his knees in between Otoya's thighs and Otoya was still hard.
"He's coming down the street." The driver stated, uncaring, like his boss wasn't sucking off his captive in the backseat, or like J did that all the time. Otoya didn't want to think about that, he knew that J had trapped Fujimaru at least once.
"I guess I better finish you off then, little brother." J licked his lips. "A few more seconds should do it."
Otoya screwed his eyes shut and cursed J's name in all the foreign languages he knew, because, damn it, he was right.
