Thread: [ king of yaoi + aeichii ] Ouch.

Please...hurt me more.. make me bleed. Aiko moaned, quite audibly. The small teasing beginning to get to him now and feeling arousal forming. He wanted..no needed..for the other to thrust so deeply that the other's balls slapped against his bare skin. That he was dominated so powerfully that he would fall forward and be pushed into the ground to be rubbed against it throughly. The boy's imagination was getting to himself, licking his already somewhat moistened lips seductively mindlessly partly engulfed in memories the two shared in the past. Shifting a bit in his stance, beginning to feel a bit hot and bothered. Aiko bit his lip harshly- as if to restrict himself from letting his mind run from the moment wanting to cherish this moment. And besides, the pink haired boy had to admit that as fun as it was to be fucked hard- it was even more delightful to be played with cruelly and slowly. Yes, to be teased- eyes stared devilishly up to Bakuya . Mm. So wonderful...The violating could wait as long as the other wanted there was no rush. Due to being free of work for the night, his job of being a stripper being very fitting, he had all night open for whatever his partner had in mind. The fingers that prodded around the sensitive and tender area pushing back slightly to the fingers that brought the delectable feeling. How could the smearing of mere blood around such a spot invoke such ecstasy? Aiko could not answer it. A nice light sigh hummed past through his lips lustfully. It was at times like these that the boy regretted wearing such formfitting clothes at times, the sort that clinged to his body. It was at times a bother to get off. Though, the other seemed to be doing pretty well with ridding him of some of the pieces of his attire. In a way he was taken back that the other male hadn't just pushed him to the ground and ripped the clothes off but it seemed that they both had more time tonight and that the other was in a good mood. Which, actually made Aiko's heart warm a bit. He couldn't help but feel a little satisfaction when Bakuya was content. It would be no fun to feel darker and poorer feelings all the time. Deciding to end the little struggle with the removal of clothes in such a tight spot, the boy decided that he could maybe get away with doing something small at least since he had been a good boy lately. And if he continued to watch his behavior, there could be the possiblility that he could ride the other's thick flesh. Taking the petite situation in his hands wanting to cure Bakuya of the state of dress. Fingers reaching up to slide along his chest rubbing slowly before reaching under it and playfully pushing it up by allowing his hand to graze the naked skin underneath. Guiding the other back a bit glad that they had placed a couch in such a convinent spot- he gently pressed the other back so that he could sit or lay against the comfortable seat. Purring lowly in pleasure on all fours, crawling forward a bit and bending down to take the zipper inbetween his teeth and slowly pulling down. Hooking his fingers at the waistband and pulling down. Looking down for a split second, and nuzzling his cheek against his private area before ridding the other of his pants completely. Ending the little act he tilted his head slightly- watching Bakuya steadily.