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  Series:
      Part 1 of TeniPuri_"Mythic-Verse"
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      Published: 2015-02-11 Updated: 2015-03-05 Chapters: 7/? Words: 32508
****** I Dream of Demons ******
by calhale, setralynn
Summary
     AU where much of the world is supernaturally influenced. In his
     senior year of High School, Yukimura learns that his body is
     weakening again and he only has a few months left to live. In
     desperation, he is willing to try just about anything. Even a
     questionable summoning ritual in an abandoned church.
     Title is a terrible idea, but Sanada does sort of move in like a
     certain Genie in a certain old TV show.
Notes
     This is written in roleplay style, with a shifting POV. Hopefully
     that isn't too jarring.
     The tags are a story all their own.
     We are still writing more of this story on a daily basis, so con-crit
     and comments are only going to fuel the fire. <3
***** The Church *****
Chapter Summary
     Yukimura attempts a ritual to summon a being that might be able to
     save him from his disease... for a price. It works out both better
     and worse than he could ever have imagined.
Chapter Notes
     There is graphic sex in this chapter, if you have specific triggers
     please see the end-notes for more detailed warnings about this
     chapter. They may contain spoilers .
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The spell that brings Sanada up from his kingdom of flame is powerful and like
a rush of heavenly wind that stings his flesh with it's sweetness. It leaves
him at the center of a large complex magic circle, blackened rose petals and
his own feathers whipping around in the tiny whirlwinds that remain. At his
feet, is a beautiful boy with his white shirt open and exposing Sanada's mark,
a black rose, newly formed above the boys heart. Sanada's eyes turn black with
pleasure.
Yukimura finishes reading the spell, and for a moment nothing happens. His eyes
open wide as he feels a burning sensation over his heart, and then the room is
filled with a rush of wind and feathers. He looks up in shock at the man that
now stands above him, blinking dumbly before he can manage to think or say
anything. "How- It worked?"
"You have called me, a Prince of Hell to your side." Sanada speaks, low and
dark. He reaches down and cups the boys knee, pulling him up to his feet. "In
exchange for your mortal soul I will grant your wish." He pulls the boy against
him without pretense and licks a long hot line up the column of his throat.
Yukimura moves, only slightly weak from kneeling so long on the floor. He
shivers at that intimate touch, but looks up at the man with defiance in his
eyes. "My body is sick. The doctors say in a year I won't be able to move at
all." He takes a deep breath, and finishes with the phrasing that the dusty old
book suggested. "Heal me, and I will be yours."
Sanada chuckles at the boy's request. "You speak words you do not know the
meaning of boy." He replies and traces a finger down the boy's chest to spiral
it around the rose on his chest. "You do not wish for riches or power instead?
I could make you an emperor of this world, and you do not yet know the true
price."
Yukimura tenses at the demon's challenge, he'd done the ritual out of
desperation, never assuming it would work. "I want to be strong, healthy, a
leader. I can't do that with this weakness in my body... everything else I can
do for myself."
That makes Sanada smile and he caresses the frail boy's cheek. "You would sell
your soul to a demon only for the strength to struggle through a full mortal
life?" He's never met someone so foolish or so... pure.
Yukimura has never thought of his life that way. When he was winning, his days
weren't a struggle. If he were Niou, he might have a clever quip or change his
mind, but he's only wanted one thing for the past six months. He meets the
demon's eyes and nods firmly, still standing on his own two feet, though he
feels his body leaning more and more into the winged man's caresses.
Sanada's not entirely sure he should do this and something - perhaps it is the
heavenly essence he once belonged to - makes him hesitant to claim this boy.
The other side of his brain tells him that this boy's soul will be all the
sweeter for it's purity and he would be crazy not to take this. "Very well. In
exchange for your soul I will make you healthy and strong for years to come,
but when the time comes I will drag you down to hell with me." With a smirk he
bows down on one knee, taking the boys hand in his own, "Do you agree to my
terms... my lord?"
Yukimura freezes for a moment, even now feeling some hesitation. But if it's
true? If he can go on, uncrippled? "How long will I have?" He asks, though he
already knows he'll take it, however long it is.
Sanada turns the boy's hand over and lays a gentle kiss to the palm. "You are
smarter then you appeared at first glance. I will give you twenty years from
this day. Short for a demon..." He kisses the delicate flesh at the inside of
Yukimura's wrist, letting his fangs run over the pulse point playfully. "But I
hear long enough for a mortal."
Twenty years. He'd be nearly fourty. Long enough for a career even after
school. Yukimura hisses in a breath at the sharp press of fangs to his wrist,
but takes a deep breath and forces himself to be calm as he looks into the
winged man's - demon's? - eyes. "My name is Yukimura Seiichi, and I accept your
terms."
Sanada smiles and licks his lips. "From this day until I consume your soul I
will forever be at your side.." Sanada stands and he pulls Yukimura flush
against his body, his grip tight and unyielding as his ebony wings wraps around
them both. "... my lord." He whispers and leans in to claim Yukimura's lips in
a filthy heated kiss.
Yukimura only has time to think 'oh' as he is drawn into the tall demon's
embrace and kiss. He respods in kind after a moment of suprise, feeling a soft
tingle in the tattoo seared onto his skin. He's rarely been touched by any kind
of magic before, but he can certainly feel it in this kiss. Before they break
apart, he is breathless and flushed, his body reacting with arousal despite the
strangeness of the circumstances.
"You are aroused my lord." Sanada whispers when they pull away and he leans in
to lick away a drop of their mixed saliva from Yukimura's lips. "That is good.
It will make our contract easier for you." He comments even as his hands are
sliding down Yukimura's body to rest on his ass and squeeze. "You will look
lovely, I am sure."
It takes Yukimura a moment to process that he's being spoken to again.
"...easier? The kiss wasn't the contract?" He bites his lip on a soft gasp of
suprise when large hands squeeze his ass and he suddenly has a much clearer
idea of what he might have signed up for.
Sanada smiles down at him like the fiend that he is, "No my lord. You gave your
body and soul over to me tonight. You soul will keep you strong. Your body..."
Sanada pauses to peel the open dress shirt away from Yukimura's body
completely, letting it lay on the floor. "That is what we will use to make our
deal. Are you ready my lord?" He asks even as he's pushing the boy backwards
towards the stone altar.
Yukimura sucks in a breath, both at the flush of arousal he feels as his shirt
is removed, and then cold press of the stone altar into his flesh. He licks his
lips nervously, but the repeated use of 'my lord' makes him think that maybe he
will be permitted some curiosity. "What do you need me to do?"
Sanada turns Yukimura around and softly pressing his shoulder down until his
cheek is resting on the altar and his ass is pressed out. "You need do nothing
other then let me claim you." Sanada replies and he pressed the hard ridge of
his cock in his leather pants against the cleft of his ass for clarification.
A shiver travels up Yukimura's spine as he is pressed into the altar with one
strong hand. Even a slight attempt to move tells him that he'll have no luck
and he half moans at the press of of a firm ridge of flesh against his ass. He
can feel his body tense and tries to make himself relax. He's messed around
with his team, but never been... taken, that way.
Sanada leans in and scents the air by Yukimura's throat. "Your fear is
intoxicating. Do you fear me for being a demon or do you fear me for being a
man in general?" He asks as he makes quick work of Yukimura's pants and
underwear.
Yukimura's heart is racing and he swallows hard before trying to reply, forcing
his trembling body to stay still. Though the pheramones of human fear and
arousal still pour off of him. "Should I fear you for being a demon? Am I not
your master?"
Sanada's hands slide down Yukimura's pale bare skin to cup the cheeks of his as
and spread them apart obscenely with his large warm hands. "As my Lord you have
nothing to fear." He replies even as he's dropping down to his knees. He runs a
suddenly forked tongue over his lips and finishes, "But as a man... You should
consider your inability to walk tomorrow as not being primarily caused by your
health." That wicked forked tongue flicks out and teases at the tight little
circle of muscles.
Yukimura relaxes slightly as the demon assures his safety, and then tenses and
moans simultaneously at the sudden alien slither of a tongue. His hands grip
the edge of the altar, not even sure what to brace himself for. He spreads his
legs for the demon anyway, not shying away, "I am prepared to make that
sacrifice." Despite his bravado, a little fear still shows in his voice.
The forked tongue dips in and pierces into the tight hole. While his mouth is
busy Sanada reaches out and speaks into the boys mind, "Have you ever been
touched in this way little lord?" He asks, half teasing- half wanting to know.
"You taste like a virgin."
Yukimura flinches at the echo of the demon's voice inside his mind, and his
breath comes a little harsher at the teasing. He both hates and loves that he's
going to be violated in this way. "I have never been taken this way, but I am
not some innocent virgin." He tries not to sound defensive, as pretty and frail
as he's always been, he rather likes subverting people's expectations.
Sanada's tongue pushes into Yukimura's body further and then any human's could
reach and flicks over his prostate. "You're so defensive my lord. Either way...
no one is to touch you again without my knowledge." He speaks into the boy's
mind. "You will belong to me as much as I will to you." The last words are like
summer hot whispers, full of promise, pleasure and the darkness.
The jolt of pleasure within him makes him cry out softly. "Forgive me.
Surrender has never been in my nature." The demon's voice in his mind sends
curls of pleasure and a dangerous shiver up his spine and he moans again as his
hips press back slightly, seeking more of that electric stimulation.
Sanada presses a finger inside the boy, along side his tongue and suddenly
Yukimura's inside passage is wet and slick with something that allows Sanada's
whole finger to press in without any resistance. "Don't panic my lord..." He
chuckles in the boy's head, echoing until his voice is all consuming, "I've
just made it more enjoyable."
Yukimura feels the extra pressure of a finger inside him, followed by a hot
rush of slickness that makes him gasp and his knees tremble. It takes him a
moment to find his voice. "I- I wouldn't have thought a demon would take such
care."
Sanada's tongue slithers out of Yukimura's body with a wet noise and he adds
two more fingers, stretching the slick hole further then it's ever been slow
and wide. "You wound me. my lord, I only wish to prepare you for what is about
to happen a much as possible.. " There's another rush of the phantom slick
inside Yukimura as Sanada spreads his three fingers apart letting Yukimura's
body be open to the cool night air.
Yukimura gasps again, groaning as the slight edge of pain at the stretching
gets more intense with the third finger. The strange exposed feeling makes him
tense and twitchy, but his cock is full and hard between his legs, showing that
his body is less unsure of all this than his mind is.
"You like that don't you?" Sanada asks and a forth finger is in the group
without any stretch. "You like being stretched open? I bet I could put my whole
fist in your tiny little body and you'd still moan for it." Sanada's leather
pants fade away and he presses the hot head of his cock against Yukimura's
thigh as a reminder of what's to come.
Yukimura's entire body trembles as he feels that hot pressure behind him and
the incredible fullness inside his ass. He wasn't expecting to feel this much
desire, and the idea of something even larger to come is overwhelming.
Yukimura braces himself and then next time the demon's fingers pull back he
shifts away from them, straightening up from his position over the alter and
turning to face the much taller man. He takes a nervous breath and then lifts
himself to sit on the stone alter, hissing at the cold stone against his
sensitized ass before he lays back. He keeps his eyes fixed on the winged man,
as he draws his legs up to rest at the edge of the stone and spreads his knees
wide, his cock and his entrance on full display for his demon.
Sanada smiles that dark smirk at him and he slides between Yukimura's legs like
he was born from the heavenly flame to be there. His hands roam over creamy
thighs and one hand wraps around Yukimura's cock to give it one languid pull.
"So needy for my body already my lord. Most mortals would be trembling with
fear. Yet I only see you tremble with pleasure." It amuses Sanada and he
reaches up to touch him mark on the boy's chest and flick a nail over his
nipple.
Yukimura's eyes close and roll back in his head as the demon's hand closes
around his straining erection. He gasps and opens his eyes at the sharp
sensation at his nipple. "My body wants you despite my fear. This isn't a part
of the contract?"
Sanada shrugs, not really caring much, "It is but most mortals do not find
their own pleasure from being fucked by a Prince of Hell, in a desecrated
church for that matter." He smirks and presses his own aching cock into the
valley between Yukimura's cock and thigh, smearing pre cum onto the boy's
flesh. "You're fear pairs well with your need. The scent is intoxicating." he
rolls his hip against teasing Yukimura and waiting to see if the boy with beg
to be fucked too.
Yukimura's whole body tenses and his hips shift up impatiently with the desire
to move toward the demon, and he finds the emptiness inside him aching without
fingers or tongue to fill him. He opens his mouth twice before he manages to
speak, "Please- my prince... I think I could offer you something more
intoxicating still." He reaches out to grasp the demon's wrist, realizing only
now that he doesn't know if this man even has a name.
Sanada is shocked by the boy's forwardness but doesn't allow it to show on his
face. "My prince? You may call me Sanada. My name in Hell would burn your brain
to ashes and drive you mad. He rolls his hips again, watching the head of his
cock wipe pre cum along the length of the boy's hard dick. "What would be more
intoxicating then watching you rub against my cock, begging for it?"
Yukimura bites his lip, flushed and still ashamed to ask for what he truly
wants. "You said that your goal was to claim me Sanada." His hips roll up again
a little bit, his entrance still slick and glistening though less open now.
The boy's action are blatantly wanton and shameless and it makes a rush of
unexperienced desire surge up in Sanada. He locks that away before he can think
about it however and presses the head of his cock against the boy's hole. "Is
this what you want?" And perhaps he's asking more then one question but it's
never mattered before what the answer was and now suddenly it does.
Yukimura tenses, even at that tentative pressure, his eyes flashing as he looks
up into Sanada's eyes. Still feeling a desire to taunt him a little, but also
wanting more of the heat and fullness he felt before. "Yes. Take me Sanada,
make me yours."
The vision hit Sanada like a punch to the gut and then suddenly he was back in
time, back to when he has four fingers deep in Yukimura's ass and there is
nothing more then he wants then to push the rest of his fingers inside.
Yukimura is wet and trembling beneath him and the fires of desire lick up
around him driving him to pull his fingers out and press back in against the
loose hole with all five in a tight bundle that slowly, so slowly pushes
forward.
Yukimura lets out a ragged scream as the demon's entire hand presses into him,
the sensation of stretching pushing quickly from pleasure into pain though the
incredible slickness allows it to happen.
The moment Yukimura's body slides down over Sanada's wrist sends a shudder
through his own body. Slowly his fingers curl into a fist and increase the
pressure inside the boys' frame. "Look at you..." Sananda slurs, "So full, your
hole stretched red and tight around my hand." He chuckles as he gives his fist
a small little thrust.
Every breath comes out as another rough moan and Yukimura's fingers clench
uselessly against the stone of the altar. The enormous pressure and fullness
rides the line between pleasure and pain, and when the demon's hand moves, it
stretches him more and also shifts that fist against his prostate, dragging a
rough shout from his throat at the overwhelming sensations.
Sanada's magic slicks the way as he thrusts his fist again. "Gods below you're
so open for me. Making such noises, so wanton and slutty." Sanada thrusts his
fist to torture Yukimura's prostate with a vengeance that he didn't know he was
harboring. The Vision of how this could have gone shook him and he's taking it
out on the boy, making it harder and dirtier then this needed to be.
Yukimura can do nothing but writhe, held in place by the force of the larger
man's hands. He'd expected the sex to be either pain or pleasure.... for one to
drown out the other. In this, both seem to continue building, beyond any level
he ever could have expected. His fingertips are bloody from clenching against
the edge of the altar, and his knees are barely suporting him anymore. It's all
he can do to keep forcing ragged breaths in and out of this lungs. "Pl- ah-
please... god, please it's too much, I can't..."
The scent of blood makes Sanada's eyes flash. "Would you rather have my cock in
you?" Sanada asks and he slowly pulls his fist out but leaves it at it's
largest part to hold him wide open and stretched. "Do you want that part of me
to fill you up instead?"
Yukimura's eyes are blown wide open, and the stopping of the movement and the
extra edge of pained stretch lets him compose his thoughts. Barely. He's still
so full, he can barely talk, and there are tears pricking at the corner of his
eyes. "Yes. Yes, please, I can't..."
The intense pressure of Sanada's hand slowly fades as he slides his slick hand
out of the boys body, leaving Yukimura's hole open and gaping. "My my my,
little lord, you do paint a pretty picture. I dare say I actually look forward
to fucking your fragile mortal body." He says as he lets his own cock grow
slick before pressing just the head against the abused hole.
A low moan of mixed relief and loss resonates catches in Yukimura's throat as
the intense fullness of that hand leaves him, the cold amusement in the demon's
voice makes him shiver, but he doesn't have much time to think as the blunt
pressure of something entirely different presses against his sensitive
entrance. "Please," he moans again despite himself and his hips press back ever
so slightly, seeking out more of the pleasure and pain he's already had.
Sanada chuckles and pulls away only for a moment so he can pick Yukimura up and
lay him on his back on top of the alter. "Look at that little lord... God is
watching." He nods towards the stone cross carved into the crumbling walls,
their once grand stained glass and gilded ornaments eroded and faded; overtaken
by climbing roses that thrust their thorns towards the sky. Sanada takes one of
Yukimura's hands and licks the blood from the torn tips of his fingers. "I will
devour you, body and soul." He whispers against Yukimura's fingers and then
pushes a larger then human cock into Yukimura with one brutal thrust.
Yukimura is light in the demon's hands, relieved to not have to rely on his
legs for support anymore. His eyes roll up to the ceiling, and his cheeks flush
red at the reminder of where they are. He winces and gasps at the rough tongue
sliding across his fingers, but he has little time to dwell on the demon's
ominous words as the tattoo on his chest blossoms into fiery heat and the
winged man finally slides home inside him. Yukimura writhes against the old
stone of the altar and he cries out wordlessly, the stretch isn't quite so
extreme as the previous abuse, but he's still sensitive, tender, and Sanada's
cock is long, pressing in deeper than even his fist went.
Sanada face falls into an expression of pleasure as he buries himself fully in
the boy, touching him where no one had ever been and no one else ever would.
The lush black petals on the boys chest begin to open and the bloom under his
skin, cementing the contract. "Your body is practically sinful little lord.
Claiming your virginity is sweeter then I thought it would be." Sanada hisses
and his ebony wings unfurl slightly to beat the air as he gives into the
pleasure of his first few thrusts in and out of the tight, wet heat.
Yukimura bites into his lip, trying to keep from calling out as his body has
very little time to adjust to this new onslaught. At the first thrust from the
demon, his while body trembles, the movement inside of him seeming to catch
every over-sensitive nerve, renewing both the pleasure and pain, though now at
least he can focus on the winged man's face and expression rather than just on
the sensations inside him.
Sanada smiles like a fiend and picks up the pace of his thrusts, "Do you enjoy
being fucked by a demon little lord?" he asks teasingly and Sananda wants to be
deep in the boy so he moves the boys legs over his shoulders and leans in,
practically bending him in half so he can fill him up even more. "Does the
thought of me marking you with my seed turn you on?"
Just as he thinks he's adjusted, the position changes, and the pressure inside
him increases. "Oh god," he half-gasps, half-moans, in this position his cock
is trapped between them and his hips actually rock up, driving the demon deeper
into his ass as he seeks more friction on his neglected erection.
Sanada fucks into him hard and deep, his pace brutal. "Tell me what you desire
little lord and I will give it to you..." Sanada whispers against the boy's
lips, before flicking his forked tongue over them, mocking him for thinking he
would kiss him.
As the demon picks up pace and starts fucking him in earnest, it's all Yukimura
can do to keep breathing, his short stuttering breaths choked between moans. He
leans up as the demon leans in, and turns his face away as he is denied,
flushing hotly at the reminder he should never have needed - this is not about
love or emotion to this man, just a means to an end. "Please," he manages at
last, realizing he won't get his own pleasure without asking, "Please make me
come."
Yukimura's bitten off moans and gasps for air drive Sanada closer to the edge
and the idea of filling this boy with his seed makes him shiver with pleasure.
"As you wish my little lord." He teases and wraps his hand around Yukimura's
dripping erection. "My name is Sanada..." he growls. "I want to hear you scream
it when you cum."
'Sanada' he thinks to himself, with what little remaining focus he has left.
Obediently, his next moan is Sanada's name, breathy and needy. "Yes, Sanada,
Please!" The hand on his cock pushes the balance from pain over to pleasure,
and he reaches up to slide one hand into the hair at the base of the demon's
neck, clinging to him. At Sanada's frantic pace, it feels like only a few
moments before he's screaming, his back arching against the altar despite the
fact that he can barely move. He can feel himself tighten impossibly around
Sanada's cock as he cries out his climax. "Oh god, Sanada!"
The boy's intital touch to his neck is like fire on his skin and the shock of
it is one of the most glorious feelings but the body clamping down around him
is even better. Sanada moan is loud and full of the heat of impending orgasm.
"You're doing so well little lord..." He growls and his cadence of thrusts
begins to grow erratic and hurried with the need to claim.
The continued thrusting extends and drags out his orgasm, and as he finally
comes down, it's all Yukimura can do to cling to Sanada and ride him out. He
resists the urge to try to pull the demon in for a kiss, knowing now it
wouldn't be welcomed. He keeps one hand at Sanada's neck, and slides the other
up the larger man's chest, resting over his heart.
Sanada's face goes slack with pleasure as his orgasm rips through him and the
place where Yukimura's hand is burns white hot behind his eyes but it only adds
to the ecstasy of the release as he buries his cock deep within Yukimura's body
and cums. "Fuck the heavens..." He moans and he shakes with the intensity of
their completed bond before letting Yukimura's legs fall to either side of him
and collapsing on top of the boy.
Yukimura feels the searing heat in his tattoo settle slowly into something more
stable as they both fall silent, panting for breath and recovering slowly. He
lets his fingers stroke at the fine soft hairs at the base of Sanada's neck,
even has his own head falls back against the stone and his eyes close, too
overwhelmed to do more than ask softly, "The contract is complete?"
Sanada slowly opens his eyes and nods against the boy's chest. "Yes little
lord." He replies and his voices is quiet. His body still thrums with the
pleasure of their contract and his release but his chest still burns a little
and it bothers him. With a groan he pulls out and stands up, turning away from
the boy to look at himself. To his shock and anger there is a white crown
wrapped in thorns burned into his chest above his heart; the sign of a person
who has made a contract with an angel. He magics pants and shirt back onto his
body before turning around. "I need to go."
Yukimura groans weakly as the demon pulls away from him, missing the warmth and
fullness, but knowing he needs the time to get himself back together. He forces
himself to look up, managing to pull himself up to one elbow to see the demon
already dressed and turned away. "And I will be healthy... until you come for
me in twenty years?" He has to ask before Sanada leaves, he needs to know what
to expect.
"There are..." Sanada pauses and considers his words, "requirements that will
become apparent to both of us. But yes, you'll be healthy." It's taking every
once of his control to not strangle this kid but the contract prevents him from
doing Yukimura any harm for now. The boy clearly doesn't know that the reason
his body was dying is because his angelic powers were manifesting or that he
had powers to begin with. Sanada steps close again and runs a finger tip over
Yukimura's abused hole which is dripping his cum. He covers his finger in it
and then pushes the digit into the boy's mouth as he says, "Don't let another
touch you."
Yukimura gasps at the intimate touch to his tender entrance, flinching back
only a moment too late to avoid that finger. He swallows, rather than spitting,
because something about the demon is angrier now than he was this entire time.
He opens his mouth to demand how he's supposed to go twenty years without sex,
but his eyes lock on an edge of something visible on the demon's chest even
under his shirt. "Did... did the ritual mark you as well?"
Sanada pulls away and turns away from the boy. "You entered this contract under
false pretenses. You claimed you were dying. I should not have believed you. I
asked you for nothing but a contract is a contract and a demon always fulfills
a contract even if you've trapped me in it." He spits out and steps further
away to unfurl his wings and let out some steam.
Yukimura's eyes widen, "False pretenses?" He tries to stand and move toward
Sanada, only to learn the hard way that his legs are not up to that yet. He
crumples to an awkward kneeling position in front of the altar. "I don't know
what you're talking about!"
"No you do not which is why you still stand." Sanada threatens even though it's
empty, he can't kill the boy for twenty years now. Twenty years of devotion to
an angel's child. His brethren in the pit are probably laughing at him.
Regardless he goes over and picks the boy up bridal style. "I will take you
home since you can not walk."
Yukimura flushes, angry and annoyed at this weakness in himself now more than
ever before. "I'll be fine. Leave me if you want to." He still doesn't know how
he possibly could have tricked this man into anything... he didn't even believe
the stupid book would work, let alone have some clever plan.
Chapter End Notes
     Tags are for the entire story/universe, specifically this chapter
     contains:
     Dubious consent by a frightened minor, magical lubrication, mental
     coercion, derogatory language, anal fisting, anal penetration, sex
     without protection, magical lube, humanoid non-human having sex with
     a human, blasphemy, gay sex on consecrated ground, supernatural
     powers used for sex, and significant life-altering decisions made by
     a minor without full understanding of the choice.
***** The Hitman *****
Chapter Summary
     Something in the bonding marked Sanada as well as his prey and he
     goes to a specialist to find out why. In this chapter we meet Kite
     Eishirou: seer, negotiator of supernatural contracts, purveyor of
     black market everything to the supernatural set. He works primarily
     out of a bar called 'Hitman' which also hides the entrance to a
     pretty massive underground city. The time passage from the end of
     last chapter to the end of this one is about a week.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Yukimura loses consciousness soon after they leave the church and Sanada ends
up just reading his ID to find his address. He dumps the kid and his stuff on
his balcony rather cave man like. He'll apologize for the rough treatment
later, but even the urge to start apologizing is unusual and makes him more
annoyed. His contract is still burning on his chest and so he goes to the only
place he knows will have answers, his lawyer. It always takes a few days to
locate the man, but if anyone can solve this, it will be Kite.
Kite Eishirou runs his supernatural law firm/marketing/black market everything
firm out of a dark isolated bar called Hitman in the middle of fucking no
where; on Kyushu this time. However, it's lonely exterior hides the entrance to
a bustling underground city for the supernatural to come and shop, trade
information, and practice magic. Kite holds the keys to the kingdom, but Sanada
walks in as if he owns the place himself. This time, he finds Kite sitting at
his lonely bar with two shot glasses in front of him and a bottle of something
unlabeled.
Kite looks up as Sanada walks in and smiles smugly as he finishes pouring the
second shot. He doesn't often get premonitions anymore, but this one hit him
hard this morning, and he knew where he needed to be and when. Plus the
supernatural rumor mill has been all abuzz about a power imbalance in the
Kanagawa area and Kite just bets he knows who is at the center of that.
"Kite!" Sanada growls with a nod and takes a seat on the bar stool next to the
man. "I have a problem you might say. And as the person whom I pay to handle my
problems, I'd like you to fix this one. Don't worry I didn't get anyone
pregnant this time and no they aren't trying to start the apocalypse." He takes
the second shot glass and downs it the second he's stopped talking.
Kite's eyes widen and he leans back a little, finger circling the edge of his
glass before he knocks it back and pours Sanada another. "Yes, I did hear a
rumor that you'd been rather suddenly married. Trouble in paradise already?"
Sanada is about to drain the second glass of whatever just as the word
'married' passes Kite's lips and suddenly his grip tightens and the glass
shatters; spraying shards of glass and the toxic liquid all over the bar top.
"I'm sorry. I must have misheard you because I could swear I just heard you say
I got married."
Kite raises an eyebrow and adjusts his glasses, producing a new glass and
filling it even as a small frightened human bartender scrambles to clean up the
broken glass. "This," he reaches out one hand and taps unerringly at Sanada's
new contract tattoo, even though it is concealed by his clothes, "Says that you
made a solemn vow on consecrated ground and 'before the eyes of god'." He picks
up a larger drink that he has been nursing for most of the afternoon and sips
it. "You don't think that qualifies as a marriage?"
"Oh don't give me that small print bull shit." Sanada says as he pulls away and
rubs at his chest where Kite touched it. "It was practically falling apart,
plant life was over-taking it. It's not like I walked into Rome and made a
deal. Just some kid who wanted to be healthy for twenty years. Turns out he was
dying because he's half celestial, not sure what kind yet. We fucked on the
altar, end of story." He downs the second shot.
Kite eyed him skeptically. "Consecrated ground does not cease to be so when the
structure itself decays. Even a demon making a contract there isn't enough to
erase the impact of the location." He holds his hands up as if to fend off the
anger Sanada is going to throw at him. "What made you agree to contract with a
Celestial anyway? That's a bit riskier than your usual patterns."
"He doesn't know what he is." Sanada grumbles out on a defeated sigh, "He's
almost eighteen, his powers should have manifested at least partially by now
but I think they've been tampered with by some one." He pours himself another
shot. "Fuck....Marriage...fuck."
Kite frowns, filing that little tidbit away for research later. "For your part,
the agreement seems fairly basic. Honor, protect, and be at the side of your
'wife'. Make him happy. Very classic Old Testament stuff." The other
contract... he narrows his eyes almost to closed as he tries to draw out the
contents of both contracts simultaneously. "Dear lord, what were you doing when
he put this on you?"
Sanada shrugs, "I don't know, Fucking. I had my cock in his ass when he touched
me. What is with mortals and touching when you have sex? This is why I don't
have sex facing each other. Eye contact is invasive." He rambles a bit and
takes yet another shot, "Why? How fucked am I?"
Kite shakes his head, "Not particularly, it's just very strong is all. Probably
your own power in the moment fueled a part of the bond." He ignores the comment
about touching, there are things about puny 'mortals' that Sanada really does
not get. "I don't think you're too fucked, but the contract is going to keep
you near this kid, at least most of the time, for the first year of his
contract. Minimum."
Sanada groans and runs a hand through his hair. "He's still in high school. I
can't go with him to school. I'm a grown man." He motions to himself. "And no
matter what some creepy guy I'm sure you know says, I'm not going to stalk my
husband all invisible like. That's rude, Besides I'm his husband I should be
able to touch him whenever I want. Visibly." He pauses and licks his lips,
"What was in that bottle? You've been talking to that weird chemist with the
spiky hair and glasses who makes the crazy demon potent drinks again haven't
you?"
Kite smiles slightly, he'll have to remember to tell Inui that his claims of
efficacy against demons were not exaggerated. "Mutually effective I assure
you," he gestures to the empty shot that he drank as well. "There are plenty of
ways to be near him even with the more subtle options off the table. You could
pose as a teacher, a doctor, a coach..." Kite frowns at him slightly, "Though I
will warn you that hearing you talk makes me believe there is a degree of
modification to your own mind and motives happening as an effect of one or both
of these contracts." He wonders if Sanada will even have the power to monitor
himself for these changes, or if the magic will be strong enough to turn an
incubus into someone's tamed puppy.
Sanada glares at him, he may be bonded but he still has the power to read
thoughts. "You think this is going to make me less of demon." he accuses and
the idea that this bonding could tame him makes him a little sick. "You
shouldn't let your shields down so easily around me, hitman." he comments and
lifts the liquor bottle up to the light. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"
Kite holds up both hands, "To be fair, I didn't have to try very hard." He
gestures and the bartender brings Sanada a more standard drink, rather than the
shots he's been pouring. He shrugs and sips at his own drink, "I'm only
questioning how quickly you seem to have become attached to a child who made a
contract with you. If you believe yourself unaffected by the reciprocal nature
of the contracts, then there is nothing to worry about."
Sanada takes a sip of the gin and tonic that's brought to him. "I had a
vision." He admits slowly and he can't quite make himself look in Kite's eyes.
"Right before I completed the contract so to speak. It was... " he pauses and
takes another sip. " it as intense."
Kite frowns at that, "A vision? Regarding the boy?" He doesn't see any echoes
in the contracts that would indicate that, but...
"It was like.." He purses his lips, "It was like an alternate path of how it
could have gone. He was... commanding." He says and shakes his head with a
chuckle. "Probably should have known then to get out, but his body.... You
remember that wolf boy you were drooling over last year? The one with the
glasses that you couldn't keep your hands off of? Yeah, it was like that."
"He was not a boy, and I did not drool." Kite says reflexively before deciding
firmly to change the subject. "So, you saw a vision of him taking command over
you rather than being subservient... and you still went through with sealing
the contract? That strikes me as rather dangerous. You're lucky all this
contract appears to specify his protection." He gestures at Sanada's chest, his
eyes narrowing slightly to study the bond that is woven into the tattoo.
Sanada laughs at Kite's quick repose. "Me thinks you protest too much. What
happened, Kite? I thought for sure you'd still have him hanging around like
your little fanclub. " He pours Kite his own shot before unbuttoning his shirt
to let Kite look at his tattoo up close and personal as he continues to muse
over his own situation. "He wasn't totally a virgin. So he probably has friends
I could fool around with too."
Kite leans in almost unconsciously, his attention turning entirely to checking
the intent and the links on each thread of the power woven between Sanada and
this boy. The core goals of the bond are almost sickeningly plain, the kind of
power that a frightened mortal would wield. It assures that Sanada cannot
permanently harm the boy, and must protect him from harm if he is able. Sanada
must periodically be with him, and must respect his requests if they are stated
clearly. There is an echo of something else and it takes Kite a long moment to
focus past the bold threads of intent to see it. He pulls back cautiously,
raising his eyes to look at Sanada. "Whoever this boy is, you are not the first
demon to have touched him."
A surge of possessiveness courses through Sanada and his eyes flash red. "What?
What do you mean I wasn't his first demon? Who is it?" He looks down at the
crown and it glows luminescent when he runs his fingertips over it. "Also
you're changing to subject."
Kite frowns, sounding distracted as he's still not fully disengaged from the
power. "There was no contract, nothing formal. But his power has a hint of
someone else in it." He frowns and finally pulls back from Sanada. "I can't
tell who, or even what form the power took, I'm sorry. I don't think it was
ever a negative influence though. Possibly it explains why he lived through
puberty when Celestial powers should have burned him out."
"You think a demon sealed a celestial's powers to save his life?" Sanada asks
in confusion, "But why? Demons and Celestials aren't exactly friendly, and
demons wouldn't do anything for nothing or just to save a kid." He leans in and
pushes Kite's glasses higher up on his nose. "Are you sulking? Is that why
you're hanging out in the bar? Are you mad he left and you didn't go after
him?"
Kite flinches back slightly, giving Sanada a stern look and adjusting his own
glasses. "I'm sorry, I thought we were here to talk about your problems." He
sighs and returns to his drink. "If you must know, he did leave. He is a
werewolf, and has already participated in one mating run. The odds of him being
interested in me, let alone putting up with my particular restrictions were
extremely low. I am not sulking."
"It could be worse..." Sanada replies, "You could be ugly." He teases and pats
Kite on the back. "Well it's spring there's another mating run in a few weeks
with the full moon. Why don't you go grab yourself a bride. Ask the alpha is
you can run, even if they don't I bet you can ninja your way into the trees and
sweep him up." And suddenly it feels like they're back to being friends instead
of lawyer and employer.
Kite actually laughs at that. "I can't imagine myself running in a mess like
that. Plus, I'm fairly sure you're not meant to 'sweep up' alphas." He sighs
and takes a longer drink. "Since when did you decide to become a matchmaker?”
Sanada shrugs and pours them both shots. "Apparently I just got married. Maybe
the romance is rubbing off on me." He makes Kite lift his own shot glass so he
can cheers them both and down the liquid. "And ok, maybe the two of you can
take turns sweeping each other up and fucking in the dirt like the animals you
both are."
He clinks his glass against Sanada's and knocks it back. "Your romantic streak
is vaguely disturbing if that's the case." He can't entirely shake the image of
pressing that gorgeous young man down into the soft leaves of the forest. He
shakes his head slowly. "At any rate, it seems like your 'bride' doesn't know
anything about what saved him before, so all we can hope is that whoever it is
is out of the picture now."
"I guess so." Sanada agrees and slowly gets up. He's happily buzzed with the
Inui juice and inspiration just hit him. "Alright hitman, I'm going to go woo
my bride into going on a honeymoon with me.... or at least I'm going to fuck
him into his mattress. Wish me luck. I doubt I'll need it but hey good luck to
you and your dog problem." He teases and stretches his arms above his head
getting ready to teleport.
Kite rises and gives Sanada a friendly pat on the arm, the drink making him
more expressive than usual as well. "You do that. And keep an eye out for this
external influence. it makes me nervous that I can't see all the links in
this." He gives Sanada a nod and a half-wave, half-salute, knowing the man will
be gone in moments.
Chapter End Notes
     There you go, a little glimpse into the backstory of Tezuka and Kite
     as well. I wanted to post some extra porn for 50 Shades of NOPE day,
     but all we get is gen bantering. Look forward to Valentines for more
     explicit excitement.
***** The Honeymoon *****
Chapter Summary
     Yukimura has been questioning his sanity for a week, but Immediately
     after his meeting with Kite, Sanada returns to Yukimura's side and
     starts insinuating himself into his new bride's world.
Chapter Notes
     Porny chapter to conclude Sanada's realizations about their bond and
     'marriage'. As always, detailed notes are at the end, if you have
     triggers, please check there first.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Sanada is on Yukimura's bedroom balcony the next moment and he takes a moment
to hide his wings and compose himself a little bit before sliding the door open
and entering Yukimura's bedroom. His "bride" is on the bed passed out and
murmuring softly in his sleep. It seems illogical that seeing him defenseless
and at peace like this is making Sanada hard but suddenly he's hit with a wave
of arousal and he's sliding into the large memory foam mattress to lay out next
to him. He presses his hardening cock against the boy's backside and pulls him
in close to his chest as he kisses along the line of his throat. "Did you miss
me little lord?" He whispers into the boy's ear, trying to wake him slowly.
Not a night has passed since his encounter with the demon that Yukimura hasn't
dreamed of it in one form or another. Sometimes he is afraid, other times he
takes control and pushes the larger man away or draws him in of his own
volition. It's been nearly a week since he woke up in his own bed, sore,
exhausted, and in possession of a tattoo of a black rose on his chest over his
heart, but he's seen no sign of the demon since then. He shifts as the larger
body slides in behind him, his body reacting to Sanada's presence before his
mind does more than flicker his eyelids. He's no stranger to sleeping with
others beside him, and this isn't enough to completely break his deep sleep.
Sanada's kisses on his neck grow more heated and he searches out the marks he
left there the last time so he can bite and kiss them until the bruise bloom
anew. His hands slide up under the boy's shirt, sliding over defined abs and
teasing nipples that turn to stiffened nubs as he plays with them. "Wake up
little lord. I must speak with you."
The kisses and the slight pain of the love bites do pull Yukimura from his
sleep. Dark blue eyes blink slowly as he starts to wake, and it takes him
another moment to recognize the voice. When he does he rolls over, twisting in
Sanada's grasp to bring them face to face. "You came back!" His voice is still
soft and sleep-rough, but his eyes are bright.
"Of course I came back." Sanada replies and he runs a thumb over Yukimura's
lower lip. "You marked me. I was not prepared for it. I needed... guidance." He
chuckles at the idea of Kite as a guidance counselor but he quickly regains
himself and smiles his dark fiendish grin at Yukimura. "Did you think I would
abandon you little lord?"
Yukimura cannot possibly explain that he's spent the last week vaguely worried
that he hallucinated the whole thing, and that he'll start getting weaker again
any day. He just shakes his head, "I'd obviously upset you, and I-" he dares to
bury his head against the demon's neck. "I wanted to see you again."
Sanada smiles and maybe for the first time since he fell it is soft and kind.
"I must admit I was worried you would push me away. I did not want that." He
whispers and pulls Yukimura's body closer to his. "I have to tell you something
about our contract. You may be angry about it.
Yukimura lets his body be drawn into the contact, he never expected this
kindness from Sanada, but is more than willing to accept it. "Is it something
to do with what I did?" His hand slides up to rest against the demon's chest
where he knows the second mark appeared
"You performed the ritual to summon me in a church and we made a contract to be
bound together on the alter..." he pauses and covers Yukimura's hand with his
own, keeping it over the mark. "before the eyes of god an angel born gave
himself to a demon and we... simply put, we got married." He whispers the last
words like they're a secret.
Yukimura flushes as Sanada covers presses their hands together. He intends to
ask about the 'angel-born' thing, but then.... "Wait! Married?" His voice might
crack slightly on that last word.
Sanada nods, "I was a momentarily thrown at first myself. But I realized that
it might not be so bad being married to you. I mean, you're beautiful and I
very much enjoy fucking you. We could be magnificent together." he replies and
rolls his hips against the boy. "And it's our honeymoon. So we should
absolutely enjoy ourselves." He might still be a little buzzed from Kite's
enhanced booze.
Yukimura laughs at that, "I wouldn't have thought one little mortal like me
could hold your attention that way." He slides closer to Sanada. "I have to
admit, it felt very special to me too. At the time I thought it was just the
magic, but..." He licks his lips nervously.
Sanada leans in and gently nips at the dimple beside Yukimura's smile, just
teasing of a kiss. "You are taking this extremely well little lord." He says
with a smirk. "Did you think about me while I was away?" He asks as his hands
slide down Yukimura's body sliding under his night shirt and settling on his
hip and abs.
Yukimura shivers as that large, warm hand settles at his hip. He swallows
convulsively, trying to keep his wits about him a little more than the last
time.
"I already knew I'd promised you my soul... being married doesn't seem too much
more serious than that." He takes a deep breath, trying to be suave, "I can't
seem to be able to stop thinking about you. I've-" He bites his lip, "I've
dreamed about you every night."
Sanada's hand slides around Yukimura to rest on the small of his bare back, the
fingertips sliding under the waistband on his sleep pants. "No under wear
naughty little lord. Tell me," He asks, "what did you think about me doing?
What did you dream about be doing to you?"
Yukimura gives an assenting hum, trying not to squirm under Sanada's touch. He
gets a wicked smile and tips his head up to nip at the demon's earlobe. "Who
says it was what you did to /me/ that I dreamed of?"
"Oooh you think you could top me..." he chuckles as his hand slides down
Yukimura's ass and he presses a finger against Yukimura's asshole. "You think
you could do that when all you can dream about is my cock in your tight little
ass. Fucking you like no one else ever has.... my tongue tasting you deep
inside? Isn't that what your filthy mind has been filled with for days?"
Yukimura chokes, his body shifting into Sanada's hands even though he tries to
tell it not to. "Nn, yeah... it was mostly that." He gasps and slides his arms
around Sanada's back to press closer to the other man. "Though, I did want to
do one thing." He tilts his head back up and presses his lips to Sanada's, if
they are 'married' then Sanada can't deny him that anymore.
Sanada remembers kisses but he can not recall ever having kissed someone like
this or perhaps he never really had kissed anyone before this. He can't
remember kissing anyone because demons and succubi do not kiss their victims.
He likes it. Sananda leans into the kiss and he wants to taste Yukimura and his
tongue flicks out to coax Yukimura's lips open so he can slip inside.
Yukimura's mouth opens to Sanada easily, relieved not to be pushed away at the
presumption. He slides his body against Sanada's a little, bringing one hand up
to slide around the back of Sanada's neck to hold him close, remembering how
the demon reacted to that before.
Sanada presses into the hand on his neck, embracing how unnatural it is as he
runs his tongue along Yukimura's with a moan before slowly pulling away and
nipping at Yukimura's lower lip. "Does that mean I finally kissed the bride?"
Sanada teases and squeezes Yukimura's ass.
Yukimura's composure breaks completely at that and he laughs softly. "I guess
so..." He presses a soft kiss to the curve of Sanada's jaw. "Though I'm hardly
anyone's blushing bride." He gives his hips a little roll against Sanada's, his
growing erection pressing into the larger man.
"So eager little lord." Sanada purrs and slowly starts to remove Yukimura's
sleep shirt as he kisses along the boy's throat. "And as I recall I've made you
blush plenty of times as I pushed my entire fist into your body...." He hisses
low and hot into Yukimura's ear. His fingertip pressing into Yukimura's body
just to the first knuckle.
Yukimura arches into Sanada's kisses, though he's blushing again now, even
thinking about it. "I... do remember that. Ah-" He squirms a little on that
finger, "I'm not sure that would be a good idea tonight... I have class
tomorrow."
"Ah yes... school. I forgot you were still young enough to attend." Sanada
comments and slicks his finger to push it all the way inside. "Are you saying
fisting you is off the table or is fucking you all together off the table
little lord?" He asks and chuckles. "I could turn my fingers into tentacles and
slide them into you like one of those comics."
"Ungh, nnn..." He tries to keep himself focused, "Probably..." He bites his lip
to try to regain some control, "God, I don't know what comics you've been
reading... I just... I need to be able to at least sit and observe at tennis
practice tomorrow." He leans up to nuzzle Sanada's ear. "I'd like you to fuck
me though."
Sanada smirks and pulls his hands away from Yukimura so he can sit up and pull
off his own shirt, and then depants Yukimura. Sanada's pants disappear on their
own. "I want you to ride me this time... It'll be easier for you." He says and
lays back. "I'll make you slick but I want to watch you stretch yourself open
for my cock."
Yukimura shifts easily to help with the removal of clothing and then settles
onto Sanada's stomach, biting his lip as he looks down at Sanada. He slides two
fingers into his mouth to get them wet, putting on more of a show of licking
them than is strictly necessary. When he's ready, he leans forward to brace one
arm on the bed beside Sanada's head while the other snakes behind himself to
press one finger deep inside himself.
Sanada bites his lip as his little lord does filthy things to his fingers,
"Someday I'm going to fuck your mouth, watch you gag on my dick as I fuck you
with tentacles, since that thought made you flush so prettily." He half teases
half moans and he slicks Yukimura's passage with magic to make the stretch
sweeter. "Starting with two.. I bet you could add more." He encourages with a
dirty smile.
Yukimura's eyes widen and he looks down at Sanada as he presses the second
finger in as deep as it will go, twisting his wrist to provide more stretch
before he works in a third. "You... are just trying to make me blush again."
His breath is coming a little more roughly as he works himself open.
"You are my blushing bride after all." Sanada says with a smile and puts his
hands on Yukimura's ass cheeks so he can spread them apart, allowing Yukimura
to push into himself deeper. "You look beautiful fucking yourself on your
fingers little lord."
Yukimura knows first hand how good this can look from Sanada's perspective and
tries to focus on making it a good show. Once the third finger is in, he gives
himself a few short thrusts. His mouth falls open as he just misses his own
prostate and decides it's time for the real thing. He leans in to kiss Sanada
hard before he straightens up and looks him in the eye. "Do I need more lube,
or can you help with that?"
Sanada chuckles quietly, pleased with Yukimura's unabashed wantonness and
closes his eyes for a moment making his dick slick and lubing up Yukimura
inside as well. "I'm shocked you handle having lube magically fill your body so
well little lord. If I didn't know better I'd think you were addicted to being
filled up before I took your virginity." He puts his hands on the boy's hips
and supports him so he can rise and position Sanada's cock head at his
entrance.
"It's a convenient trick. And I knew- ah-" He bites his lip as he starts to
lower himself onto Sanada's cock, the stretch and size of it somehow even
larger than he remembered it. "I knew... that it could be quite pleasurable...
even if I'd never been taken by anyone myself... god..." His eyes flutter
closed as he settles all the way down, breathing hard through his mouth.
"You're even better than I remember."
Sanada groans and rolls his hips slowly as Yukimura impales himself on to his
cock. "I could make it bigger if you want." He replies and sends a pulse
through his body making his dick expand just a bit then return to it's original
size. "I'm a succubus. Sex is my game." he smiles and rolls his hips up into
Yukimura a little, pressing himself just a tiny bit further inside.
Yukimura gasps as he feels the increase in pressure inside him, making him flex
around it instinctively. He grins down at Sanada as he flexes his thighs to
easily slide up a few inches and back down. "Well, no fear of things ever
getting boring then, is there?"
"I'd be personally offended if our sex was ever boring little lord." He replies
and rocks his hips encouragingly making little thrusts inside Yukimura. "You
have such a perfect little body my lord. So tight and hot around my cock and so
responsive."
Yukimura moans softly with each little thrust, flexing his own thighs to
increase the depth of those thrusts. "Nnn... I'll try to remember that."
Sanada's dirty talk is working him up more than he expected and his cock is
hard despite being untouched. "Fuck, I never knew it could be this good..." He
leans forward again, bracing both arms on the bed so he can increase his pace.
Sanada chuckles and wraps a hand around Yukimura's dick, smearing the pre cum
on the tip around the head with his thumb. "You're such a beautiful bride. So
wanton and flushed with need. No one will ever fuck you as well as me." Sanada
whispers and it's intermixed with grunts and moans of pleasure as Yukimura
rides him slow and deep.
Yukimura cries out and then bites his lip as he remembers where they are and
tries to quiet himself to avoid waking his mother or sister. "I... fuck...." He
works hard to keep the pace, even his toned and practiced muscles starting to
tremble with the combined pleasure of being stroked and fucked at once. "I
think... I can agree to that. Hah.... shit..."
Sanada makes his cock grow larger and then back to normal again, stretching
Yukimura inside and pressing against his prostate and he grinds down. "Why do
you bite your lip little lord? I want to hear how much you love being impaled
by my cock."
Yukimura's moan is higher and sharper than he intended, his hips stuttering at
that increase in pressure. His voice a rough whisper between gasps. "Fuck...
Sanada... this is my home... my mother could hear us!" None of that seems to
stop him from speeding up his movements though, riding Sanada faster and
harder, each rock of his hips taking Sanada's cock as deep as it can go.
"Should I get you a ball gag then?" He asks, only half teasing because the idea
of his beautiful boy's lips stretched red and plump aground a gag is delicious.
He's tempted to try and summon one up but the brain power to make one is gone;
sucked away by the pleasurable grip of Yukimura's body and the low pulsing
warmth of his contract on his chest. He uses the hand not pumping Yukimura's
cock to run his fingertips over the black thorns and roses on Yukimura's chest.
"Mine." He says in a half bitten moan, arching up into the yielding body above
him.
That declaration of ownership should not be the thing that pushes Yukimura over
the edge, but he can see Sanada's control weakening, and knowing that he caused
that sends a hot jolt of arousal up his spine. He forgets entirely to try to be
quiet as he finally comes, coating Sanada's fingers with cum even as he tries
to keep moving for Sanada's pleasure as well.
Sanada brings his cum coated hand up to Yukimura's mouth and presses two
fingers against his lips. "Taste yourself little lord." He orders, his voice a
little wrecked as he teeters on the edge. "Fuck..." His hips snap up in brutal
shallow thrusts, Yukimura's body clamping down around him and it's so good, so
fucking good. And the sight of Yukimura's lips and tongue licking up his own
cum sends him over; spilling seed that claims and burns with magic deep in to
the boy.
Yukimura's mouth closes over Sanada's fingers, tongue swirling between them and
swallowing the flavor of himself. Even with Sanada's fingers in his mouth he
can't completely suppress his moans as Sanada continues to move inside him. He
feels the rush of Sanada's orgasm inside him as another sharp jolt of pleasure
and rides it out with him. He settles down slowly, letting himself collapse
against Sanada's chest, nuzzling his neck lazily.
Sanada's clean hand finds it's way up into Yukimura's hair and he holds the boy
against his chest while his orgasm finishes it's course, making him shudder.
"You are..." He doesn't even finish, just pulls Yukimura up and into a slow
sweet kiss that's a little too messy with tongue but feels good.
Yukimura leans into that kiss, keeping it soft and slow and not bothered at all
by the messy possessiveness of it. "Mmm," he pants softly as they break apart,
not certain what Sanada was going to say, but willing to agree with it anyway.
He kisses Sanada again, softer and sweeter, as he feels his body start to cool
and pull him back toward sleep.
Sanada rolls them over slowly so he can pull out of the heat of Yukimura's body
and he grabs his tee shirt to clean them up. He could easily use his powers to
clean the mess away but he likes the way Yukimura's skin flushes when he wipes
the soft black material over him, smearing his cum into his skin a little. When
he's done he lays back down next to Yukimura and pulls the covers over both of
them. "Get some sleep little lord. You have school in the morning."
Yukimura feels only slightly guilty letting Sanada do the work of cleaning them
up, and he may cling just a little bit as he gets slightly worried that the
other man is going to leave. He relaxes as Sanada lays down beside him, burying
his face between the pillow and Sanada's shoulder in an attempt to entirely
forget about how few hours are probably between him and his alarm for school.
Sanada reaches over and smooths his hand over Yukimura's hair. "Don't worry
little lord. I will keep you strong." He whispers and uses his power to let
Yukimura fall into a regenerative sleep, the few hours until he needs to wake
up will feel like a full night's rest and his body will be strong and
revitalized. He lays with his bride for a little while, watching him sleep
before getting up and making himself presentable. Sanada has work to do.
Chapter End Notes
     Basically just porn this time, and it's even fairly vanilla, though
     Sanada still talks dirty. Possible abandonment issues, more magical
     lube, Yukimura prepping himself, Uke on top, unprotected sex, dirty
     talk, discussion of tentacle porn.
     Sex with demon-Sanada is a fantasy, in real life we cannot condone or
     encourage bare-backing with humans or demons who you do not know and
     trust. -Setra
***** Moving In *****
Chapter Summary
     Yukimura's regular life resumes. We meet his family and the team,
     everyone has different perspectives on Sanada.
Chapter Notes
     Second Valentine's Day chapter for everyone! There is no sex this
     time. There are minor possible triggers for some content that is
     discussed though, so as always, check the end notes if you're
     concerned. Also, we get to meet the team, so there are some extra
     notes about who they are and Rikkai's tennis history in this
     particular universe at the end.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
When Yukimura wakes in the morning, he feels rested, and is almost worried that
he must have overslept. His alarm tells him he didn't, and he's equally
surprised to feel no pain or soreness from the previous night's activities. His
heart sinks a little as he starts to get dressed and sees no sign of Sanada.
Probably another dream... but it felt so real.
Yukimura's little sister runs past his door and bangs on it. " Seiichi-kun wake
up. Mama has breakfast ready and you promised to walk me to school!" She yells
trying to be as threatening as an eight year old can be.
Yukimura laughs, and calls after his sister. "On my way, Mika-chan!" He grabs
his school bag and heads down to breakfast. It's not until he's halfway through
his breakfast that he looks out the window and sees a low stone wall with
plants behind it outside their kitchen window... where there only used to be a
vacant lot with some scrubby weeds. "Are they building a garden or something
next door?"
His mother gives him a strange look, "A garden? No, I don't think Sanada-san
has made any changes to his yard." She frowns as she puts some sausage down on
the table beside the eggs.
Mika-chan laughs at him for forgetting their apparently long time neighbor,
"Oni-chan have you never looked out the window?" She teases and happily munches
on her rice and sausage. She hates scrambled eggs and pushes her portion onto
her brother's plate in what she thinks is a sneaky way.
Seiichi raises an eyebrow at her as his own portion of eggs doubles, but only
puts a small portion back on her plate since she's getting protein from her
sausage. "Sanada.....-san?" he closes his mouth and focuses on his food,
deciding that something is definitely up, but he doesn't want to look like a
crazy person.
Yukiko leans in to press a hand to her son's forehead. "You're not sick are
you? I know you had a fever last week, but how could you forget Sanada-san?"
Yukimura just shakes his head, "No, no of course not, mother, I'm fine." He
looks at his sister. "I forgot I had to leave early today to clean up the
clubhouse, Mika, will you be ok getting to school on your own?"
The little girl nods but sticks her tongue out at him. "You always have to do
work for tennis. You should take a break sometime." Yukimura nods and ruffles
her hair, "I should probably take that advice." He grabs his things after only
a couple more bites of his breakfast and heads out the door. He clearly needs
to find out what on earth 'Sanada-san' is doing next door.
~~~
Sanada is pouring himself tea and eating rice, fish, and miso soup. He's
wearing Yukata and the feeling is novel in a way. He's relaxed and peaceful as
he spies Yukimura heading towards his house. "Good morning Seiichi-kun, to what
do I owe the honor of your presence this morning?" He asks with a practiced
smile that looks unnatural but would fool anyone who hadn't met him as a demon.
Yukimura tenses and actually glares at the other man, but keeps a smile on his
face as he opens and closes the gate of the large house that has replaced the
previously vacant lot next to his own. "What did you do to my family? And what
are you doing here?"
"I'm making a home for myself, and for you after you graduate. Your grandmother
is a very nice woman. She offered me a very lucrative dowry if I wanted to
marry you." Sanada explains, and takes a sip of tea. He's still sitting at his
table calmly. "If only she knew I was already your bride groom."
Yukimura just stares at him for a moment. "And you really think next door to my
family is the best place for that?" He blinks as he processes more of that.
"You've spoken to my grandmother?" He collapses a little, because his
grandmother has never actually believed that he's a man... She's not entirely
in her right mind most of the time, and she doesn't think tennis is an
appropriate pastime for a young lady.
Sanada nods, "Yes she brought me the miso soup this morning since your family
had made extra." He puts down his tea and picks up the chopsticks to eat some
rice rather primly. "Did you enjoy your miso this morning Seiichi-kun?"
Yukimura opens and closes his mouth a couple of times as he stalks toward Sanda
before putting together any words to actually say. "I'm sure I would have, had
I not been so confused by the sudden appearance of a neighbor I'd never met,
but apparently my entire family has known for years." He looks actually pissed,
but possibly just at the uninvited use of his first name that makes him feel a
little like a child in this huge elegant house.
Sanada sets his chopsticks down looks up at Yukimura. Carefully he reaches up
and takes Yukimura's hand in his hand and asks very seriously, "Little lord,
what are you actually angry about? Because I do not think you are actually
angry that I live next door to you or that I spoke to your family."
Yukimura tenses, but lets himself be drawn in closer by that hand. He looks
away from Sanada, trying to hold onto his anger, which he has every right to.
With Sanada's attention focused on him and gentle - so gentle - this time, he
has to actually acknowledge what's put him on edge this morning. "When I woke
up this morning... no, every time I wake up. Ever since... our contract. I
wonder if it's a dream. All of it... if I'm still sick and getting weaker." He
keeps his eyes looking away, ashamed of his own weakness.
Sanada pauses and stands up slowly. He turns and faces Yukimura, "My little
lord, if you ever think this is a dream you only need to look here..." He
places his hand over the tattoo that marks their bond on Yukimura's chest. "I'm
written on your skin now. I will have you, body and soul." There is no humor in
Sanada's features just the barest of truth.
Yukimura looks up and swallows hard at the dark seriousness in Sanada's face.
He raises a hand to touch Sanada's hand. "Yes. That should have been enough,
shouldn't it?" He takes a shallow breath, "I'm sorry, it must seem so stupid to
you." He straightens, but still can't make himself meet Sanada's eyes. "It's
hard to remember how much has changed for me with just this." He lets his
fingers rest more firmly on Sanada's hand.
Sanada takes both of Yukimura's hands into his, his thumb rubbing over the
knuckle of Yukimura's ring finger on his left hand. "Would you feel more secure
if I put a ring on your finger?" He asks and he's being serious but there is
also a hint of playfulness there. Demons and angels do not practice marriage
the same way as mortals but Yukimura has been raised as a mortal.
Yukimura softens, not entirely sure how he managed to deserve this much
kindness when he's only been a fool today, and for the last week and more. "I-
" He meets Sanada's eyes, wanting to make sure he's not being mocked, but sees
honest intent, "Oddly, I think that would help. It would be much too
conspicuous at school though. Jewelry of any kind isn't allowed."
"Hmm," Sanada takes Yukimura's left hand and smooths his finger over the ring
finger again. This time thinking of it with a band of silver inlaid with black
stone. And then it's there, sitting perfect and bright around Yukimura's ring
finger. "You could wear it on chain or as a charm on your phone while you're at
school I suppose."
Yukimura's eyes widen, recognizing the delicate inlay designs from both their
tattoos on the ring. He slides his fingers across it and checks briefly that he
has an extra strap on his phone that will keep it safe when he's at school. He
looks up at Sanada with wide eyes, genuinely suprised at the consideration.
"Thank you. I think that will actually help. A lot." He leans up, but
hesitates, not sure if kissing is still allowed outside of bed.
Sanada closes the gap and kisses him sweetly. "Have a good day at school little
lord." He replies and softly spanks him on the ass. "Study hard and be careful
at practice. It's your first day at full strength. Do not overexert yourself."
He warns cheerfully. "I will see you later," he adds and steals another kiss.
Yukimura smiles and leans into the kiss for a moment, feeling surprisingly
warmed by the entirely-too-paternal instructions. "I know my own body and it's
limits, as you well know." He gives Sanada a teasing look before leaning into
that second kiss. "Thank you. Again. Ittekimasu." He says this last purely out
of habit before realizing that this isn't his home, not really. He has a long
quiet walk to school to think things over, and ends up jogging for a portion of
it when he finds that he has the energy to do so for the first time in months.
~~~
Sanada walks into his classroom early, wearing the dove gray three piece suit
he had been rather fond of in a magazine once and a black tie. His pocket
square may actually be a piece of the white dress shirt Yukimura had been
wearing when they made their contract that he's had his tailor finish the edges
on and embroider the kanji for Yukimura Sanada on it. If anyone asked he could
say it's a homage to the warlord in history which makes sense since he's a
history teacher at Rikkai's High School now, taking over for Yukimura's old
teacher who sadly happened to become inflicted by something vague and
untreatable for the time being or at least until Yukimura graduates.
Yukimura is on time as usual and it takes him a moment as he's filing away his
homework from the previous class and getting out his notes for history. He's
been a little distracted all day, but has been enjoying the returned strength
of his body, and planning to push himself even harder at afternoon practice.
His phone buzzes.
[From Niou: "Rumor from Yagyuu is that the new history teacher is hot. I am
running late, distract him for me? <3"]
Yukimura sighs and looks up to consider the new teacher, taking a moment before
recognition hits. He blushes bright red for a moment and only barely prevents
himself from storming up to the front of the room and asking Sanada what the
hell is going on.
[To Niou: "Get to class on time, you can't miss practice for detention again.
Also, I think he's out of your league."]
Sanada calmly sets his briefcase down on the desk. He takes off his jacket and
lovingly puts it on the back of the chair behind the desk. Then he goes to the
board and writes his name on it in perfect beautiful kanji that's one part
practiced technique two parts showing off. He pulls out the copies of his new
syllabus and goes row to row counting out how many desks there are in that row
and having the students pass them back so each person has one. He does this all
without even glancing at Yukimura. it's a test for himself as well, being close
to him without letting anyone else knowing but craving Yukimura's closeness all
the more for it. While deflecting the blatant flirtation of a female student
who comes up to welcome him to the school he runs his hand over the pocket
square.
[From Niou: "Out of my league? Buchou, you wound me. Just let me know if he
reacts to Sakakibara when she inevitably flirts with him ok?”]
Yukimura accepts the new syllabus and passes the stack back, taking one for
Niou as well since he still has not arrived. He watches Sanada cautiously,
trying not to stare. He smirks slightly as Sakakibara Erika 'drops' her stack
of the papers, just for the excuse of bending over to pick them up in front of
the teacher. Sanada appears entirely unphased and does not let the girl touch
his hand when she reaches out to 'apologize'. One glance at the syllabus tells
him that they're changing time periods slightly, and the first unit will be
covering Sanada Yukimura and the Warring States period. He smiles faintly at
the name on his paper, though in elementary school the inevitable teasing about
his name had been deeply annoying.
[To Niou: “No reaction on that front. He seems perfectly professional.”]
There are only a few more minutes left before class is scheduled to start and
Sanada takes a moment to gather himself after sending the girl back to her seat
with a smile. He had anticipated several students paying him attention but not
like this. The girls and boys in D and E classes had practically been
presenting themselves on the desk for him and it was humorous how hard they
were trying. He gives himself a moment to look at Yukimura, who was texting
someone, and he smiles at the slowly fading flush on the apples of his cheeks.
His bride was very very lovely.
Yukimura looks up as he finishes his text to Niou, and catches Sanada's eyes
briefly, favoring him with a polite smile and a curious raised eyebrow, but
making no other indication of their acquaintance. He glances up at the clock.
[To Niou: "You have thirty five seconds. If you're late, you're running laps."]
Niou slides into the classroom and to his seat at the exact moment the bell
rings, reaches over to Yukimura's seat and takes the extra syllabus that he
sees on Yukimura's desk as if it had all been carefully planned.
As soon as the bell rings Sanada is out of his seat and up in front of the
class. "Hello, my name is Sanada. You will refer to me as Sanada-sensei. If you
feel the need to shorten it 'sensei' will be acceptable. For the remainder of
the trimester we will be focusing on the warring states period starting with
Sanada Yukimura and moving forward to the unification of Japan and then ending
with the Edo period and seclusion. Does anyone have any questions before we
start?" He asks, leaning back against the desk and showing off the long line of
his body mostly to tease Yukimura.
[From Niou: "You're cramping my style, buchou, how am I supposed to get
'special detention' with Super-hot-sensei when I'm on time to class?"]
Yukimura rolls his eyes at Niou's text and then slides his phone into his
pocket, smiling softly as the silver and black ring clinks softly against the
plastic. He watches patiently as several hands shoot up, including Niou's. The
questions are more or less the usual for new teachers, with an overtly
flirtatious tone from some students.
"Where did you come from, sensei?"
"How long have you been teaching?"
"What happened to Takakura-sensei?"
The ordinary questions are followed finally by Niou's entirely inappropriate
"Sanada-sensei, do you have a girlfriend?"
"I grew up abroad. I recently came into teaching and as of now Takakura-sensei
is in stable condition at a major hospital. And as for your question..." he
looks down at his notes with the students names on them, "...Niou-kun I feel as
if that subject is rather base and unproductive for someone who needs this
class to graduate so let's begin with Sanada Yukimura..." for the most part the
rest of class and the rest of the day go rather smoothly.
~~~
The rest of the day goes smoothly and then it's after Tennis practice. It was
an average day, and by now Yukimura is very pleased with how well his body is
responding. He even ran laps with his team at the end of practice. This is the
post season and mostly the regulars are focusing on training the rest of the
team for their next year. Tennis and team bonding have become just a way to
blow off steam while studying for entrance exams for some, and staying in shape
for college or pro try-outs for the boys that are on that path.
Like most schools, Rikkai has separated teams for those with supernatural
powers. Yukimura got delegated to that side of things when his 'Child of God'
powers started scaring people back in Junior High, and has long since been used
to being the most 'normal' one on his team. Until now anyway, now he's bonded
to a demon, and Sanada said that he's 'angel-born', whatever that means.
Yukimura is on a couch, Kirihara is laying with his head in Yukimura's lap and
half-asleep from a hard practice. It was a suprisingly mild day for February
and Yukimura pushed the team hard. Yanagi is organizing the roster for one
final set of ranking matches for the second and first years, so they can start
identifying next year's potential regulars. Yagyuu and Niou are ostensibly
stretching out, but there's a lot of friendly and helpful touching going on.
Toshi has Mori in his lap, scent marking him. Because the team is the next best
thing to his pack as far as Toshi is concerned, and none of them seem to care
how close he gets to his mate when it's just them around.
Niou doubles over to stretch out his hamstrings. "God, you nailed it about the
new history teacher though." He grins at Yagyuu and settles down onto the floor
to stretch his legs. "We need to find a way to get some of that. What do you
think, buchou, you in?"
Mori looks up from where he's letting Toshi groom him. "What new teacher, I
don't remember a new teacher in history?"
Yagyuu smirks at him. "That's because you were asleep half the day and Toshi
covered for you by flexing at the teachers and looking menacing."
Mori smiles and nuzzles his mate's throat. "That's why I love him. But yeah you
should hit that while you can if he's into it, it's the last few months of
school after all."
Yukimura is playing idly with Akaya's hair and just smiles at Niou. "I won't
stop you, if you really want to make a move on him, but I don't think there's
much I can do to help you."
Niou rolls his eyes. "Well, I think I'll aim for an easy detention or two.
Assign me laps now if you want. Or else I'll find out when he's in the
classrooms alone. Yagyuu, you think you could keep me posted if he gets
assigned patrol with the disciplinary council?"
Yagyuu rolls his eyes and drags Niou over to him to bite at his neck. "You are
going to get fucked. Not a single student that made a move on him got any
reaction." He warns, but knows that Niou will only take that as a challenge.
Renji chuckles at the doubles one team. "If anyone can find Sanada-sensei's
weak spot and exploit it, it will be you, Niou. But you discredit yourself
buchou, I have it on good authority that he actually paid attention to you
today."
Yukimura raises an eyebrow at Renji, "I didn't think he paid me more attention
than anyone else." Kirihara stirs a little, looking up at Yukimura, "But you're
good at history, buchou... maybe he liked you?"
Niou waggles his eyebrows at Yagyuu, "That is entirely the point. Did you see
him? I bet he is just ... delicious." He leans back into Yagyuu happily.
"Anyway, it's worth a shot, right? Think he'll give me special tutoring if I
ask nicely?"
Yukimura lets his head fall back against the couch, forcing himself not to
blush as Niou speculates about Sanada's prowess, knowing he could never even
imagine.
Yagyuu shakes his head at Niou and Renji throws them both a quelling look. "I
don't think you're going to get what you expect from that man. He looks like
the type who ties you up and slaps you...." He pauses and thinks about it. "And
he probably wears leather gloves. There's a 99% chance I'm right about this."
Yukimura chuckles at Renji's prediction and looks across the room at his
Doubles One pair, "Maybe that's what Niou is looking for, what do you think,
Yagyuu?"
Kirihara flinches a little, "He'd hit students? Is that even allowed?"
Toshi answers, "I think the kind of hitting he'd be doing to Niou is the
pleasure meets pain kind Aka-chan." Yagyuu flips Niou over and slaps his ass
hard, "Really? Are you into this sort of thing Masaharu? Because I'm fairly
certain Yanagi's right, and I wouldn't want you unprepared..."
Niou squirms a little on Yagyuu's lap, being intentionally teasing, "You know,
I think I am Hiroshi. Maybe we can get Sanada-sensei to give you lessons, hmm?"
Kirihara rolls his eyes and looks away from his sempai as Niou shifts around to
be straddling Yagyuu's lap, he sorta wants to ask Toshi what he meant about
pleasure and pain, but that's embarrassing, so he'll wait for later.
Yukimura stays silent, glancing over at Renji to see if their data player wants
to weigh in on any of this.
Renji and Yagyuu exchange a look. Yukimura has been exceptionally tight lipped
about the new teacher when normally he would be plotting with Niou on how to
seduce him. "Buchou you've been very quiet today." Renji comments and Yagyuu
nods, "Yes, in fact you've seemed a little distracted all day. There's a
strange aura around you today."
Yukimura flinches a little, but covers quickly. "An aura, Yagyuu? Could it be
some of my powers from the match are still affecting you?" He knows full well
that's not it, but maybe it will distract them.
Yagyuu can feel Niou getting distracted in his lap and smacks his ass once more
before leaning in and whispering against his lips, "Behave, the adults are
talking. If you're good I'll reward you later."
However Renji has already moved on to press Yukimura about his distraction.
"Your thoughts seem to be elsewhere and you keep looking at your phone. Are you
expecting a call?"
Yukimura shakes his head, "Nothing really, I-" he reaches for a story, "I'm
supposed to meet with a new tutor this evening, but that's not for a while. I'm
sorry, I should be focused on the team." His fingers slide over the ring
hanging from his cell phone again, which is of course what Renji has been
noticing and he forces himself to put the phone back in his pocket. "So, Niou,
how many days do you think you'll need to ask impertinent questions in class to
get those detentions you're wanting? Sanada-sensei seemed to shut you down
today..."
Niou pouts slightly at Yagyuu and then shifts off his lap to just sit next to
his partner, still crowding his personal space, but behaving, marginally.
"Mmm... today he shut me down, sure. But he didn't look at the girls in class
for a second, so I think I have a good chance. I'll leave him some persuasive
notes this week."
Toshi and Mori laugh at the thought of Niou's persuasive notes. Niou looks like
he's about to defend himself when there's a short but insistent rapping on the
door. Yagyuu stands up and walks over to the door and slides it open. Sanada is
standing on the other side, in his perfect suit and smiling at him. "Yagyuu-
kun, correct? Hello, I am Sanada-sensei. I'm so sorry to intrude on club time
however Yukimura-kun's mother has called me and asks that I walk him home since
he was sick the last few days and I live just across the street."
Yukimura's eyes widen probably far too honestly as he hears Sanda's voice, and
he gently relocates Kirihara so that he can stand and move to the door.
"Sanada-sensei? I'm so sorry, my mother didn't need to do that. I'm completely
recovered."
Niou's eyes narrow, because Yukimura said nothing about living across the
street from Sexy-sensei and he would only hide that if there was some reason...
Niou sidles up behind Yagyuu and Yukimura, and gives Sanada-sensei a long
appreciative once-over again. "I'd be happy to accompany Yukimura-kun home,
sensei. His mother knows how much the team cares for him, I'm sure she'll
understand if he stays with us a bit longer." He licks his lips briefly, "I can
even come over and let you know once he's safely home, if you like."
Yagyuu face palms meantally and exhales heavily at the blatant stupidity of his
partner. Mori is doing his best to contain his laughter and has Toshi's hand
over his mouth. Sanada gives Niou just as through a once over as he received
and keeps his expression calm but there's a spark of mischief in his eyes.
"Niou-kun if I remember correctly? You asked if I was single in class today. I
hope that you do better at asking constructive questions for the essay you were
assigned today than the ones you seem to think are appropriate for class time."
He turns to Yukimura and his expression gentles the slightest bit. "However,
Yukimura-kun, if you feel like having one of these...." He looks around the
room at the boys. "...gentlemen walk you home instead of myself, I would be
happy to call your family and let them know you are safe."
Yukimura gives Niou an exasperated look and sighs. "No. No, I think for today,
perhaps I should go home a bit early. I wouldn't want my mother to worry after
all." He ducks back into locker room to get his bags and checks in with Renji.
"You don't mind locking up, do you Renji? I have that meeting with my tutor
tonight, and I think it's best Niou be kept away from new faculty for the time
being." He smiles sweetly and returns to the door. "Yagyuu, Niou, I assume you
two can keep yourselves out of trouble for the remainder of the evening." He
fixes both of them with a look that's more like his 'child of god' expression
on the courts than his usual kind demeanor.
Chapter End Notes
     Tags/Warnings: Memory Modification (Yukimura's family) without
     consent, Discussion of Teacher/Student Relationships, Discussion of
     Consensual S&M, Implication of Team Orgies, Werewolf Mating Stuff,
     Niou being generally a horny fuckwit.
     Other things:
     Tennis Team. In this world, Marui and Jackal did not have superatural
     abilities, so they may still be out there playing tennis, but they
     are not on Yukimura's regulars by High School. Who we do have:
     S1 - Yukimura Seiichi (Child of God, awesome at all the things)
     S2 - Yanagi Renji (Data Player, Onmyouji, generally observant person)
     S3 - Kirihara Akaya (Part Demon, seriously, that's canon, right?)
     D1 - Yagyuu Hiroshi (Demon Blood - he's fully half and has a lot of
     potential but doesn't know it.) & Niou Masaharu (Avatar/Agent of
     Inari, God of Luck, Tricks, Rice, Knowledge, and basically all the
     cool things. His power suite was designed mostly by ladyofthegate for
     "Beyond the Real World" which can still be found on LiveJournal.)
     D2 - Takagi "Toshi" Satoshi (alpha werewolf, son of the local
     regional Alpha. Inspired by Derek Hale of Teen Wolf because Cal loves
     him.) & Morinoji "Mori" Benisai (Fox-shifter, magical-witch-spark
     powers. Yeah, he's Stiles, because of reasons.) A lot of their
     backstory and family is inspired by "Festival of Red" by hoars. Other
     traditions described in that story as modified by us will be
     important to other parts of the story as well.
     Next year, Kirihara's team will have two current 2nd-years in it:
     Zaizen Hikaru (Formerly of Shitenhouji) and Otonashi Noizu (Inspired
     by Noiz from Dramatical Murder) They play doubles and are amazing and
     someday we will write them. Really.
     Finally, this is the first you've seen of Niou, but it won't be the
     last. I LOVE Niou as a character, and I realize we're really only
     writing one side of him, and it makes me a little sad, but he's
     serving a particular purpose in this story at the moment. He and
     Yagyuu will get a lot more love later.
***** The Beginning *****
Chapter Summary
     Sanada brings Yukimura home from school, and decides it's time to
     explain a little more about who Yukimura really is and what powers he
     might have. They inevitably get distracted.
Chapter Notes
     This chapter is about fifteen percent exposition and eighty five
     percent porn. Detailed warnings for that at the end of the chapter,
     since they may contain spoilers. If you have specific triggers,
     please read that note first.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The walk home is quiet to start with and Sanada keeps a respectful distance
between them to start. However as soon as they are away from campus a little
Sanada pulls Yukimura into an alley way and pushes him again the wall.
"Hello..." Sanada whispers before leaning in and giving Yukimura a fast and
dirty tongue fuck of a kiss that leaves him a little unsatisfied when he pulls
away but only because he had to stop or risk getting caught. He stays pressed
lightly against the boy so he can reach into Yukimura's pocket and free his
phone. He removes the ring from it's tiny strap and then slowly pushes it back
onto Yukimura's ring finger. "That's better. How was school today?" He asks as
he pulls away and offers Yukimura his hand.
Yukimura stays quiet until they're off school grounds, carefully planning what
he needs to say about Niou and the team. He moans softly as he's pressed to a
wall and kisses Sanada back hungrily, breathless and flushed as he only manages
a soft "Hi," in response. The feeling of the ring sliding onto his finger makes
him smile though and he looks up at Sanada with a more honest smile than he's
put on his face all day. "My day was good. How about you sensei?" He takes
Sanada's hand, only glancing around briefly to make sure Niou or Renji aren't
lurking in any bushes nearby.
Sanada smiles, "It was interesting. My students are ok for the most part but I
have my eye on one or two of them who look like they may start...." He pauses
and adjusts his tie with his free hand. "...trouble. You were playing with your
ring all throughout my class. Was there something on your mind?" He asks with a
smile.
Yukimura grins, "Only the usual. It turns out I rather enjoy having a secret
like this. Though it won't remain so for long.... I think my team needs to
know." He glances down at their joined hands, surprised again by how simple
contact with Sanada makes him feel. "Niou-kun can be very persistent about this
sort of thing."
"Niou-kun wants me to lash him to my desk and fuck him until his legs give
out." Sanada comments with his practiced human smile. "Or at least that's what
he was thinking about the entire class period. He has no mental walls to keep
his thoughts from bombarding me or if he does he chooses not to use them. It
was momentarily distracting. But what is to be expected from a child of Inari.”
Yukimura chuckles, not disapproving of that mental image. "We were all
theorizing as much this afternoon. Yagyuu is at times not quite... firm enough,
to handle Niou's appetites." He slants a look up at Sanada as they keep
walking, "I didn't realize you were so sensitive, mentally, I mean. With Niou
it might have been purposeful, but I hope a day at Rikkai wasn't too
exhausting."
Sanada shakes his head, there's a weight of the outside world coming off him
the further they are away from the school and prying eyes. "I'm a succubus
little lord. I feed off of it. It's not draining it's filling in a way. However
the sexual appetites of teenagers all day have left me..." He pauses and leans
into Yukimura's space to whisper, "in a state of longing for your body all
day." He pulls away and chuckles, they're almost to Sanada's house. "At the
clubhouse I almost said fuck it and pinned you to the floor to fuck you while
the others watched. I doubt they would have cared. Even the mated pups in the
back seemed to be thinking about me like that."
Yukimura smiles, "I'm glad, I wouldn't want your proximity to me to hurt you."
He shivers a little as Sanada leans into him, looking up at him through lowered
lashes. "Well, that would have made the situation clear to everyone." He waits
just long enough for them to get behind the walled fences of Sanada's home
before turning to wrap his arms around Sanada's neck to kiss him again. "For
today, I think I'm glad I still have you to myself though." Eventually he'll
have to tell Sanada about his relationship with the team, or find out what the
demon already knows, but for now he's content to be here.
The seclusion of the garden is a haven and Sanada presses into his bride,
kissing him slow and filthy. "Don't think about them right now. I only want you
right now." He whispers between nipping little kisses down Yukimura's jawline
and throat. "I want to mark you up so people know that you belong to me, that I
own your soul and you have my powers." It's a startling confession even to
Sanada and he did not know he felt that way until he had said it.
Yukimura arches into Sanada, moaning softly at the possessive bites on his neck
and rising to his tip toes to get more contact between them. As much as he
wants to lose himself in this, that declaration means that he has to say
something about the team. "I can't be only yours, you know. You must have seen
the kind of relationship I have with my team." He keeps Sanada close, hoping
this isn't about to ruin the path this evening was clearly headed down.
Sanada laughs, full-on laughs against Yukimura's neck. "I know what happens in
that clubhouse of yours. I've been in your head and Niou's. I understand that
you use it for bonding and I won't stop you." Here, alone he lets the human
facade slip a bit and licks a forked tongue over Yukimura's Adam's apple. "I
plan on indulging Niou's lurid fantasies if you allow me to. However, the other
demons on your team..." He pauses and bites down on Yukimura's neck with almost
too sharp teeth to leave a mark. "They do not use their powers efficiently. I
would like to rectify that. Train them."
Yukimura groans, even as some portion of his mind wants to shy away from the
obviously inhuman nature of his lover. "I'd like... to see that.... if I may."
He cries out a little at the sharp bite, the edge of fear making it easier to
focus despite Sanada's attentions. "Akaya needs that guidance, I think. There's
only so much we've been able to do for him."
Sanada licks and nips at Yukimura's ear lobe. "I wouldn't have it any other
way. I'll build you a throne to sit upon while I punish your underlings for
their.... incompetence." He hisses and Sanada's hand is making quick work of
the buttons on Yukimura's shirt to slide in and touch the mark on his chest. "I
want them all to see this and see mine and see how high it elevates you my
lord." And then Sanada is kissing Yukimura rough and sweet at the same time.
Yukimura finds that image more arousing than he probably should, but there's
time to worry over that later. "Yes." he manages to hiss roughly before Sanada
claims his mouth. He leans up into the kiss, trying to put his approval and his
delight at being owned this way into thoughts rather than words, knowing now
that there's a chance Sanada will sense them anyway.
Yukimura has submission written all over his body and fuck if that isn't the
prettiest thing Sanada has ever seen in his millennia of partners. But then
again, he's never been bonded before, not like this. He's never cherished
anyone or needed anyone beneath him like he needs this boy. It's terrifying and
exciting at the same time. "I want to try something." He whispers and he places
his hands on the sides of Yukimura's face. His human cover has slipped fully
away and his wings shutter into existence but that's not what he's doing. He
closes his eyes and reaches for the power that's locked inside his bride and he
can see it but it's closed off by demon touch. With a deep breath he focuses on
that power and lets his own change Yukimura's appearance to come close to what
he would look like with his powers. He wants to touch Yukimura's wings. Has
wanted to since he saw the way he wore his jackets and realized that his
subconscious misses the way wings would hang on his back. He smiles when he
opens his eyes and soft feathered wings, the palest of pale blues, now sit on
his lord's back.
Yukimura nods ever so slightly and goes still under Sanada's hands, his eyes
widening as Sanada's wings appear, shadowing them both from the slowly setting
sun. For a moment, he's not sure what else Sanada is doing and closes his eyes,
his bond-mark and something else deeper inside of him both burning slightly as
he waits to see what will happen next. He stumbles slightly as his balance
shifts and he tries to twist his head around, his wings spreading wide to help
maintain his balance. His.... wings.... he stares up at Sanada in shocked awe,
"What-"
Sanada chuckles and reaches out to steady the boy for a moment. "They look
beautiful on you. Only one set but you are only half." His hand runs over the
bond mark and then up to caress one of Yukimura's new and still sensitive
feathers. "But they look strong and healthy." He smiles at the boy whose skin
has gained it's faint celestial glow. He presses in and rolls his leather clad
hips against the boy. "Fuck you smell so good... like heaven and sex."
Yukimura shivers as Sanada's hand slides over his feathers, and he can feel
every one of them. "I'm... half..." he remembers other things Sanada has said
that didn't make sense and finally puts some things together? "Half angel?" The
constant reassuring presence of Sanada keeps that revelation from being quite
so panic-inducing, even as that blatantly sexual roll of Sanada's hips makes
his wings flex again to help maintain his balance. "How- what does that mean?"
"That's what you are, little lord." Sanada replies calmly and he soothes a hand
over Yukimura's jaw to settle on his neck, holding him close and steady. "You
are a child of god, ironically enough, as was I so long ago. We are two sides
of a coin that has been flipping since the beginning. " He groans and licks
Yukimura's cheek, tasting his angel flesh, "Fuck, I've never wanted someone so
much. Never felt anything as good as holding you against me. The heavens are
cruel to have made you so perfect."
Yukimura processes that, then shivers again at the surge of arousal he feels
from Sanada's words. "Not so cruel after all, since you can have me whenever
you choose." He decides to try something, wrapping his arms around Sanada's
neck and flapping his new found wings once to give him enough lift to get his
legs off the ground and around Sanada's hips, so he is slightly higher up as he
leans into kiss Sanada deeply.
"Except during class." Sanada teases and his hands are quick to land on
Yukimura's ass and hold him up as they kiss and lick into eachother's mouths;
tasting each other in new ways. Yukimura tastes like light and grace and
everything Sanada misses about heaven and it's heartbreakingly good. "You are a
natural." He comments on Yukimura's quick uses of his new limbs between heated
kisses.
"Mmm, now that would be scandalous." he rocks his hips lightly against Sanada's
body as they kiss. Yukimura gasps out a soft laugh as they break apart, his
heart lighter than it's been in years, "Am I? They feel.... right." He clings
to Sanada for now, enjoying the new angle and the slightly sharper, even more
impossibly attractive angles of Sanada's face in his true form.
Sanada grinds into Yukimura's body and licks across his lips, "Are they still
sensitive little lord?" He asks as he starts walking through the garden with
Yukimura in his arms. "New wings on a body not used to having them. And you're
already flying into my arms. You are brilliant little lord." He finishes his
words with kisses and pants into the boys mouth.
"They are a little sensitive... but I like the feel of your hands on me. Even
there." Yukimura returns Sanada's kisses, focusing to keep his new wings out of
the way as Sanada carries him toward the house. He flushes a bit at the praise,
"Someday we'll have to see what other powers I have that you enjoy." It's clear
that seeing him this way is effecting Sanada as much as the demon's true form
affected him the first time, maybe more.
"Then I will lavish them with as much attention as I desire...." Sanada says
with a smirk. "And as to what other powers you have..." His face falls only
minutely. "That may take time for me to unbind your power. It will be slow and
at times painful for you to be filled with divine light." He nuzzles his cheek
against Yukimura's as if to sooth a pain that has not happened yet. He takes
them up stairs and the doors slide open and shut on their own until they are in
his bedroom.
Yukimura leans into the touch as Sanada caresses him, "We'll take it slowly
then. I'm stronger than I look." He ducks his head slightly as they move inside
the house. He looks at Sanada's bed with a delighted expression, but bites his
lip, "I suppose that these make any position where I'm on my back a little
awkward, don't they?"
Sanada nods as he sits down on the bed slowly, keeping Yukimura in his lap.
"But we can still me face to face like this." He replies, "And I feel this will
be a good opportunity to see you try and use your powers, if you would like. To
help with hiding them tomorrow morning." He leans in and kisses the side of
Yukimura's mouth, just at the edge of his smile.
Yukimura settles into Sanada's lap, letting his legs relax a little and
fluttering his wings slightly to let them fold and rest more comfortably. He
looks slightly uncertain, but steels himself to learn this like he's learned
everything else important in his life. "What else should I be able to do?"
Sanada smiles at the boy's hesitance. "Nothing that hard today. You have the
talent to take away other people's senses and that's very powerful but you also
have the ability to manipulate your own body. You can change the way it looks
and feels, like I do. " He gives Yukimura's a body a leer. "You can make your
clothes disappear. Why don't we try that. Close your eyes and pictures your
clothes going from on your body to where they would land on the floor if I took
them off of you."
Yukimura nods hesitantly and looks down at his pants, closing his eyes to focus
on them and his underwear, on the boundaries of his skin separating the clothes
from his body, and then on moving everything that's outside of him off to the
side. He tries to use the same focus he does to choose what someone can and
can't see on the courts and then pushes, surprised when he actually feels his
legs become bare against Sanada's leather-clad thighs. He flushes when he looks
down and realizes he still has one sneaker and both socks on though. "Well,
that almost worked.”
Sanada laughs and kisses him sweetly, "You did a marvelous job." He replies and
helps divest Yukimura of the socks and remaining shoe. "The more you practice
the easier it is but the same thing can be done with putting on clothes, but
that's much less fun and at the moment..." He pauses to wrap a hand around
Yukimura's cock and begins to stroke it slow and teasing. "I like you naked.
Can you guess what the next step in manipulating your body will be?"
Yukimura gasps and bites back a moan even as his hips rock up into Sanada's
hand. He thinks for a moment and then remembers what Sanada has done for him...
"Can I... make myself slick?" He closes his eyes again and focuses, imagining
extra lubrication on his cock and Sanada's fingers to start, but he can tell it
doesn't work and looks back up to Sanada, "That's not as easy, I take it. Any
hints?"
Sanada smiles and leans in closer to whisper in his ear. "Creating mass like
that is tricky. Let's start at a halfway point. I'll make you slick but I want
you to relax your body like it would if I took my time preparing you and making
your open. But don't touch yourself. Close your eyes and focus on making your
body move and open around my fingers even though they're not there." He teaches
and flicks his forked tongue over Yukimura's ear lobe, sucking on it and
breathing hotly on his neck.
Yukimura's breath catches at that, but he nods shifting up to his knees as he
would to allow the preparation, but keeping his hands locked together behind
Sanada's back, He tries to visualize the slow intrusion, not daring to just
shove like he did with the clothes, but groaning softly as he starts to feel
the stretch and will his body to relax with it, the lack of friction from the
invisible 'fingers' making it easier. He keeps his eyes closed as he leans into
Sanada, willing the stretching force a bit wider, and deeper than his fingers
could normally go. He gasps as he feels the wetness and lubrication that Sanada
promised coat his insides, losing focus for a moment, and feeling himself close
up a little before he brings the invisible fingers back, holding himself open
and panting as he opens his eyes to look at Sanada. "I.... I think it's
working, I can feel it...."
Sanada presses an actual finger into Yukimura's body and it slides right in
without any trouble. He pulls it out slowly and it's wet and shiny with the
slick Sanada gave him. He presses it to Yukimura's lips to taste. "Very good.
Now I've put some slick in you and you know how it feels and tastes now think
about more of that same thing inside of you, think about it making you wet
inside like a female. Make it multiple and duplicate until you're practically
dripping." He instructs.
Yukimura nods tightly, closing his eyes to refocus on his body and on
maintaining the invisible stretching fingers while he imagines that heated rush
of extra wetness and slickness that he'd felt the first time they were
together, this time trembling with the effort to hold control as he feels if
start to creep down inside him, coating the walls and easing the way for an
intrusion that isn't coming yet.
Sanada's fingertips tease over Yukimura's hole, rubbing at the small gaping
hole and the tight ring of muscles, testing for slick until it's there, the
small droplets rolling down Yukimura's thighs like he's an omega in heat.
Sanada smiles and finally presses two fingers deep inside, making the stretch
real, "Relax little lord, you've done very well for me." He leans in and kisses
the boy's slack mouth, making Yukimura's lips red and kiss bruised.
Sanada's two fingers slide in easily with room to spare and Yukimura makes a
point to actually stretch himself little wider for a moment before he lets his
focus waver and his body relaxes a bit more, trying to push aside the low pulse
of a headache that's all too familiar from days pushing himself and his mental
powers too hard. He leans into the kiss until he breathless. "I'll need to
practice that more..." He flexes his hips back onto Sanada's fingers, "Nnn, do
you think I can effect others the same way?"
"Perhaps next time I give you homework in class I'll add an extra assignment
for you.." He replies and smooths the hair at Yukimura's temple, and for once
he wishes he had a werewolves ability to take pain and share the burden. "And
there's always the matter of Niou... I'm sure he would enjoy being teased this
way in class where he couldn't react. You should try it sometime."
Yukimura's eyes widen a little at that, "God, you're going to love playing with
him, aren't you?" he grins wickedly, because Niou is one of his best friends in
the world, and he's more than a little excited to share all his new
discoveries. "You already know him as well as we do, and you haven't even seen
all he can do." He rocks his hips back onto Sanada's fingers again, reminding
him that there is perhaps a more pressing matter at hand than Niou's delectable
ass.
Sanada chuckles as Yukimura rubs against him and his dick leaves trail of
precum on the demon's abs. "Well aren't you eager today? I'll tell you what, if
you can get my pants off with you pretty little powers I promise to fuck you
into the mattress and make you feel it all the way through dinner with your
family. However if can't I'm going to fuck you until I cum inside then I'm
going to put a plug in your ass that you have to wear until later tonight."
Yukimura squirms a little, wishing he hadn't stretched himself out so far that
he was craving Sanada so badly now. He nods and closes his eyes to focus, it's
harder to feel the boundaries of Sanada's body as he did his own, but he tries,
pouring as much of his power into his lover as he can before he tries to
separate the pants from Sanada and pull them off. He pouts when he feels no
change between them. "You're not stopping me, are you?"
Sanada smiles and shakes his head. "No little lord. but do not despair, you
will get better. You are strong and your powers are just beginning to emerge."
He explains and slowly he makes his own leather pants vanish. His cock freed
and hard against Yukimura's. He grinds them together a little while he makes a
leather cock ring appear in his hand. "In case you can't control yourself
little lord." He replies and wraps the cock ring around Yukimura; leaving him
hard and wanting. "Hands and knees if you will."
Yukimura's cheeks burn a little with annoyance at his failure, but he's soon
distracted by more pressing issues. His eyes widen at the cock ring, but he
follows Sanada's directions before complaining at all, arranging himself on
hands and knees on the bed, facing away from Sanada, before he asks. "Like
this?"
Sanada nods even though he knows Yukimura can't see him and he has to remind
himself that this is all about Sanada taking what he wants right now. He can't
drag this out because he's rock hard already and he just wants to plow into
that tight little ass that's never gonna stop being tight because he's fucking
a god damn angel. And that's pretty much all the motivation Sanada need to just
press his cock head into the tight ring of muscle and then slide all the way
home into that contracting pulsing heat that's so wet from earlier. "Fuck, you
feel so good." He groans and he doesn't wait for Yukimura to get comfortable;
he just start thrusting and reaching out to stroke the boy's wings and the bond
mark burns on his chest but it feels so fucking good.
Yukimura lets out a low groan as Sanada pushes home, finally filling the
emptiness he created when preparing himself. He doesn't get much time to adjust
before he has to brace himself against hard, rough thrusts from the demon. He's
just about settled into the slow-building pleasure of that when Sanada's hand
slides over the smooth, tender feathers of his wings and he shivers, the
combined pleasure/pain of the fucking combining with the bizarre tingling
sensitivity of his limbs.
Sanada does his best not to utter the sweet soothing words he wants to in order
to calm his bride's shaking but that's not what this is about. His thrusts
remain brutal and fast as he enlarges his cock making it thicker and a little
longer to stretch open Yukimura and brutalize his prostate in perfect torture.
His fingers are going to leave bruises on the boy's hips and he just can't get
enough. "Fuck..."
Yukimura feels Sanada swell and grow impossibly inside him and his low constant
moans grow louder, a mindless chant of, "Yes, Sanada, more, oh god, fuck...
please!" He can feel his body nearing the edge, even though he knows with the
ring on there no way he can come. His wings shift as the rest of his body
tenses and arches with the denied orgasm and he's grateful that there's nothing
in the room to knock over. "Please, god, Sanada, I can't...."
"Can't what darling?" Sanada asks with a grunt he's so fucking close so be
slaps Yukimura's ass, leaving a brilliant welt that rising almost immediately..
The shock of the hit makes Yukimura tight so blissfully around Sanada's cock
and he's cumming; filling Yukimura up with a shutter out moan that should have
been Yukimura's name but was bitten off.
Yukimura gasps and tenses at the sharp slap, feeling Sanada start to fill him
up and writhing shamelessly, continuing to fuck himself on Sanada's cock,
trying fruitlessly to get himself off. "Please, Sanada, please let me come, I
can't take it, I'm so close..."
Sanada does his best not to stay buried in the boy but he pulls out and ignores
his lord's pleas as he pulls a plug out from one of the drawers under the futon
and slicks it up before pressing it firm and snug into Yukimura's body. The
wide head flaring just so to just barely press against Yukimura's prostate. "I
have a thing you can wear home that will keep the plug secure until I tell you
to remove it little lord." he replies and tosses the black lace thong onto the
bed beside Yukimura's head.
Yukimura whimpers pitifully as Sanada pulls away and his whole body tenses as
the plug presses in to replace him. He looks blearily at the tiny pile of lace
on the bed next to him and makes a face. He collapses carefully to his side,
wincing and moaning softly as the plug shifts inside him and his cock pulses
and throbs painfully. For a moment he just curls in on himself a little, one
wing shifting protectively around his body as he tried to get control of
himself and come back to any sort of rational thought or plea that will get
Sanada to give him some relief.
Sanada watches his bride writhe and gives him a soft smiles. "My dear little
lord." He whispers and lays upon the bed next to him to stroke his cheek and
catch the wetness welling up in the boy's eyes. "I will give you relief but the
plug will not leave and you may regret having this moment of peace." He warns
and then the cock ring is gone and Sanada's hand is wrapped, warm and slick
with Yukimura's own pre cum, around Yukimura's cock, stroking him to orgasm.
It only takes the barest touch, a few strokes and Yukimura comes messily all
over Sanada's hand, his body tensing and moving the plug against his prostate
making him cry out with the release. He clings to Sanada in the aftermath,
carefully balanced to avoid crushing his wings until he closes his eyes and
focuses, imagining them folding away entirely into invisibility and they obey.
"Thank you," he whispers against Sanada's shoulder, feeling strangely drained
and not wanting to move, even as the insistent pressure of the plug reminds him
that he will have to.
Sanada holds him tightly and kisses his hair, smoothing a hand over Yukimura's
shaking frame. "Don't thank me yet my beautiful, beautiful boy. You're still
expected home for dinner in 20 minutes. You're getting better though and I'm so
proud of you just now with your wings." Sanada lifts Yukimura's left hand and
laces their fingers together before kissing the knuckle above the wedding band.
Yukimura lets himself relax for another few minutes in Sanada's arms, immensely
grateful that his lover somehow understands his need for this. This peace and
closeness that he's rarely had with anyone else. He's just opening his mouth to
say something as Sanada's lips brush his ring finger and he smiles softly. "We
really are 'married' aren't we?" He still can't bring himself to move, but
he'll get there.
Sanada gives him a sad look and nods. But he's not sad that he's married to
this boy. He's actually very happy that he's bonded to someone so amazing but
he's sad that Yukimura is an angel and he will have to spend his life a fallen
one. "Yes, little lord. We are bonded as deeply as your friends Toshi and Mori.
It's written in our flesh." He leans in and kisses Yukimura softly.
Yukimura tilts his head up to return Sanada's kiss, holding it for a long
moment before he forces himself to move, though at first all he does is reach
up to grab the thong that was thrown on the bed beside him. "You're really
making me go home to dinner? I wouldn't be more entertaining here with you?" He
tries his best to be persuasive, but knows that he's not quite getting it
right.
"Oh I'll be quite entertained from here." Sanada replies and lays back, naked
and on display with watch his lover put on the black lacy thong. "You could
always magic your clothing on if you don't want to bend down." He suggests and
runs his hand over his bond mark as it flares with Yukimura's pleasure. "I'll
be observing from here so be a good boy and keep the plug in. I'll know if you
take it out.'
Yukimura pauses and sends Sanada a narrow eyed look that get's entirely
diverted by appreciation of his lover's naked form, not realizing that he's
equally on display himself. "Actually, I wanted to try something else first."
He closes his eyes and focuses on the boundaries of his skin again, this time
with the intention of vanishing the cum and sweat and dirt of the day. He can't
see the white light flare around him, but when he shifts slightly, it's clear
that it's worked and he smiles. "That is going to be my new favorite trick. He
pulls the ridiculous lace thong on, wincing only a little as he adjusts it, and
then does manage to get his pants on by magic, but has to pick up his shirt
himself. He walks the few steps to the side of the bed carefully, learning his
bodies reactions to the toy. "At least give me one last kiss?"
Sanada smiles up at him and leans up to kiss him slow and sweet. "Good luck
tonight little lord. Remember I'll be watching." He says and pats the welt
that's still on Yukimura's ass. As Yukimura's about to leave he whispers, "I'm
glad I'm married to you..." and he doesn't know if Yukimura could hear it but
that's okay because he's not really ready for that feeling yet that's
threatening his every breath so he'll settle for tormenting his bride and
hoping the message gets through some how.
Yukimura pulls on his shirt as he walks toward the door, buttoning it up and
entirely not caring that he appears to have lost his tie. His school bags are
on the porch, dropped there hours before and he hisses as he picks up his
school bag, opting to leave the tennis things where they are. It takes him a
full five minutes to walk carefully across the street to his own home, and by
the time he makes it he's flushed and half-hard and has no idea how he’ll make
it through dinner.
Chapter End Notes
     In this chapter: Wing Porn, Mind Powers, Punishment, Orgasm Denial,
     Magical Lube, Telekinetic Manipulation, Unprotected Sex, Butt Plug,
     actual Angel/Demon Sex.
     Yukimura's dinner with his family and the aftermath of that was
     originally attached to this chapter, but we're going to split them up
     to save Setra some more time to edit.
***** A Test of Dedication *****
Chapter Summary
     Yukimura attempts to take an evening to return to his normal life.
     With Sanada's influence, it's not likely to work out so well. Resumes
     immediately after Chapter 5.
Chapter Notes
     As Always: Crazy demon sex is crazy. Please check the end notes
     before you read if you have specific triggers or turn-offs.
     This is the second or third to last thing that we have written up for
     this portion of this universe. I plan to get this and Chapter 7 up in
     time for Seiichi's birthday on the 5th of March. After that, things
     go a little off the track and we have spin-off stories that may get
     updates alongside this one. More angsty bits have also been
     happening, and this is maybe the first touch of that. More commentary
     in the end notes.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
It’s only next door, but by the time Yukimura makes it to his house, he’s
already flushed and aching from the he chooses to avoid the stairs up to his
room, instead heading straight for the kitchen to greet his mother. "Tadaima!"
Yukiko looks up and smiles as she sets the table. Ayame, Yukimura's
grandmother, is sitting at the head of the table where Yukimura's father would
normally sit however he has been overseas doing medical seminars for several
months. "How was tutoring with Sanada-san dear?" Yukiko asks and Ayame hits the
ground with her cane. "He will make a good husband for you. He has a nice
garden, and a big house. You will be richer than your father." Yukiko chuckles
but doesn't stop her mother's rambling.
Seiichi smiles tightly and decides to go with his grandmother this time, he
doesn't have the energy to get annoyed with her while keeping himself carefully
perched on the dining room chair so as to shift the plug as little as possible
inside him. "Tutoring went well, mother, thank you. I think I'm making good
progress." He takes a small bite of his food while he tries to decide how to
answer his grandmother this time. "He would make an admirable husband for
someone, grandmother, though I'm not sure he's quite as rich as you imagine."
Mika comes running in from upstairs with her hair up in bunch of pony tails.
"Oni-chan! Is there a werewolf on your tennis team? We learned about pack
dynamics today in supernatural society class. And Usagi and Chie don't believe
me that I've met a werewolf." She prattles as she takes her seat across from
Yukimura.
Yukimura actually laughs softly at Mika's indignant face at her friends not
believing her and immediately regrets it when he has to bite his lip to stifle
a moan. "Mmm, yes, Toshi is a werewolf. And he says that he thinks of the whole
team as a part of his pack, so you might even have seen some pack dynamics in
action." He looks back down at his plate, taking another bite and letting Mika
take over conversation at the table.
They all eat in between the random comments about work and school and Yukimura
coming of age and needing to act more like a lady. It's peaceful for a moment
and then the vibrations start. At first the plug just pulses once, a short
burst of energy that vibrates against Yukimura's prostate. Then another
happens, and another, until the plug is just buzzing tight inside the boy,
vibration too low to be satisfying or heard by anyone else at the table but
enough to drive Yukimura crazy.
Sanada is laying in bed, draped in a light yukata and holding on to the remote
control of the plug.
Yukimura smiles and nods and tells his grandmother yet again that no, he will
not be quitting tennis to take up a more ladylike hobby. He's in the middle of
trying to reassure his mother that he'll have no trouble with the college
entrance exams for RikkaiDai when his eyes widen and he snaps his mouth shut at
the short burst of energy. He manages to ask Mika a question about her classes
that will keep her talking for a while before the next vibration comes and he
clenches his jaw to keep quiet. He can feel his cock starting to stir, and
starts to try to come up with an excuse to leave the table. By the time the
vibrations are constant, he's squirming a little in his seat, and his mother
has to say his name three times before he responds.
"Seiichi are you feeling okay?" Yukiko asks and presses a hand to his forehead.
"Your face is flushed and you seem distracted." The vibrations pick up a notch
and it's rather insistent now. "You should probably go to bed early. Did you
want me to wrap up your dinner for you?"
Yukimura flushes and nods, "I- yes, I think I may be getting a fever. I'm so
sorry." He feels his phone buzz in his pocket and ignores it as he stands
carefully and makes his way to the stairs. He does manage to grab his bag, but
knows he won't be doing any homework right away.
From Sanada: "Go to bed... don't take the plug out." Yukimura's eyes narrow at
the text message, even as the bond mark on his chest hums pleasantly with
Sanada's pleasure.
When he makes it upstairs, he replies: "Next time, I'm getting more info on
what to expect before something truly embarrassing happens in front of my
grandmother." He locks his door and strips before crawling cautiously into bed,
laying on his side and trying to get his body to calm down a little.
"I like the way you look in black lace." Sanada says from where he's suddenly
lounging on the bed next to Yukimura. He's human looking for the most part and
his yukata is open at the chest, exposing his bare flesh and the shimmering
white of the soul mark. "And you should learn to ask more questions." He says
and lifts the remote control to flick it up another notch.
Yukimura jerks slightly as the vibration increases, squirming against the plug,
though it makes little difference. "Christ, Sanada, are you trying to drive me
insane?" He shifts forward, reaching out to try to pull the other man in for a
kiss.
In a flash Sanada is on the other side of the room, leaning back in the window
seat. "No touching tonight little lord. And you summoned a demon in a derelict
church to heal yourself. I'm fairly certain you were a little insane to begin
with. But for entertainment purposes I'm going to say yes." He replies with a
smirk and makes the plug start pulsing frequently at the high level that it's
at.
Yukimura would say something in response, but the shift in the pulsation of the
plug makes him moan and he just rolls to his back, throwing his head back
against the pillows and wrapping his hand around his throbbing cock. If Sanada
doesn't want him, he can damn well take care of himself. None the less, his
tone pleading a desperate as he strokes himself. "Fuuuck.... Sanada..."
Sanada laughs and picks up the black lace thing from where Yukimura tossed them
and comes to sit down on the bed next to his writhing bride. "Well I can't have
you ending the fun too soon can I?" He teases and carefully binds Yukimura's
wrists to the head board slats with the thong. The stretchy material allowing
Yukimura to roll around but not touch his cock.
Yukimura half-growls at him as Sanada takes his hands off his aching cock. He
strains up to try to touch Sanada, but the other man is too fast and he settles
back on the bed, dissatisfied and still squirming against the insistent
vibrations of the plug. After a moment, he narrows his eyes at Sanada, and
tries to turn his tone more pleading. "And what would you have me do, my
prince? That is what you called yourself, wasn't it? A prince of hell?"
Sanada's eyes flash black and he runs a finger over the naked boy's hip. "I am
a prince in hell..." He admits. "It is the privilege I was afforded when my
wings turned black and I fell from grace." He says in a whisper. "I was an
archangel when I belonged to the light. I kept my rank when we were sent to
hell." The memories hurt in a way and he ramps up the power another level to
watch the boy shake.
Yukimura trembles at even the slight touch from Sanada, arching fruitlessly
against the demon's hand. He would feel sorry for Sanada because of the pained
look on his face, but at the moment he is mostly frustrated and horny and can't
quite muster the sympathy he should. Yukimura cries out as the power on the
vibe amps up, and bites his lip hard enough to draw blood trying to keep quiet
lest his meddling mother or grandmother appear to check on him.
Sanada leans in and pulls Yukimura's wounded lip from his teeth by running his
thumb over the swollen flesh. He smiles and leans in, licking at the blood and
it fucking burns like it did the first time at the church but it's so fucking
good that he can't get enough. So he leans in further to kiss the boy, sucking
his bottom lip into his mouth and lapping at the crimson beads of liquid.
"Would you like some relief little lord?" He asks in a dark whisper. "I will
give it to you."
"If you ask for it nicely." He adds.
Just the touch of Sanada's hands and lips is enough to calm him a little, and
there's still enough shame in that fact to make him flush. He takes a deep
shaking breath, and then another, trying to get control back from the desperate
pulsing need. He's still panting and his hips are moving in little jerking
circles trying for friction he can't get in his position. "Please, Sanada, I...
I understand this is punishment... but I don't know how to do better."
"Shhh shhh, this is not a punishment." Sanada replies and he intersperses it
with little calming kisses. "This is a lesson, to motivate you. To give us both
pleasure. To push your limits and make you stronger." He adds and slowly turns
off the plug and pulls it out of Yukimura's body. His hole is red and puffy
with being held open and Sanada moves Yukimura up onto his knees so he can
watch as his own cum starts to slide out of the boy. "Such a good boy, holding
my cum inside you like an omega in heat." He says with a smile and Yukimura's
hole can't close all the way so it gapes open as he runs a finger over it and
his slick. "Would you like a taste?" he asks.
Yukimura leans up into Sanada's kisses, sighing slightly with relief as the
plug stills and lets him relax slightly. He flushes red as Sanada moves between
his legs though, looking away. He gasps slightly as he feels Sanada's finger
move inside him, teasing sensitized flesh and nerves. Yukimura licks his lips
in response to Sanada's question, but stays silent, opening his eyes to look at
the demon, but still not trusting his voice.
Sanada grins and dips a finger into the thick cum slowly dripping out of
Yukimura and brings it up to his lips to feed to Yukimura, "Here little lord,
taste us." he says an smears the cum on to Yukimura's lips. "You're so lovely
with cum on you, and in you.. I'll have to cum on your face someday soon." He
adds in a completely neutral tone. Sanada keeps his hand on Yukimura's cock
slow and drawn out.
Yukimura squirms slightly, feeling dirty and not nearly as sexy as Sanada seems
to think he is. He does lick hesitantly at Sanada's fingers, taking one into
his mouth and circling his tongue around it before pulling back and swallowing,
the flavor is not as bad as he'd expected, and it feels like his tattoo burns
slightly as he swallows it, reminding him of their bond. He looks up as Sanada
keeps talking, somewhat reassured by the demon's smooth, even voice. "I'm glad
it makes you happy... it might take some getting used to for me." His eyes
flutter closed for a moment and he groans lowly at the continued attention to
his cock, still hard even with the stimulation of the plug removed.
Sanada pushes Yukimura onto his back, leaving his hands tied up above him and
Sanada moves into the space between his thighs gaining a better grip on the
boy's cock to stroke him with a little bit more fervor. "Don't hold yourself
back little lord. You should embrace your desires not hide them. Tell me what
you desire when I am not touching you and I will let you come." He hisses and
leans in to kiss along his jaw.
For a moment, Yukimura just moans at the pressure and pure pleasure as Sanada
strokes his cock, only slowly realizing that an answer was requested and tries
to decide how to explain it. "I think..." He says with only a hint of
hesitation, "I want to try to see how much I can take... I think about how full
you can make me feel, and I... still want more." He looks up at Sanada, his
pupils blown wide with lust and nearly on the edge of coming already.
"You want more?" Sanada asks and his lips turn up in a dirty smile. "I've had
my fist in you, and my tongue.... What more do you want?" He asks even though
he knows the answer, but he wants to hear the boy say it out loud and make the
desire real, so all Yukimura can do is think about it. Sanada's hand speeds up
his strokes and he adds slick to sooth the friction. "Tell me little lord."
Yukimura's hips are driving up into Sanada's stroking fist, but he tries to
make himself focus. "I've thought about taking your fist again too, but...
You've teased me that you can make yourself larger... I want to feel that." He
bites his lip, flushing redder with embarrassment. This is never something he
thought he wanted before he met Sanada.
Sanada takes a moment to consider these thoughts. "Do you want my cock to be
bigger and spread you open in the most impossible of ways until your little
fucked out hole can't close until I heal it or do you want me longer and slick
so I can slide deeper into your tight body, touch you in places that things
have never touch you, fill you up with so much cum if feels like you're
pregnant?”
Yukimura's eyes widen impossibly, because of course Sanada can say aloud all
the things that he can barely even articulate to himself. Just the description
is enough to push him over the edge, his fingers gripping the headboard he's
still bound to as his cock pulses hot cum into Sanada's hand, forgetting where
they are entirely as he cries out. "Oh god, yes, Sanada!" He wants desperately
to kiss the other man, but still can't sit up or reach out to him.
Yukimura doesn't get to fret long about going unkissed because Sanada is there;
pressing in to kiss him deeply, swallowing Yukimura's moans and gasps like
they're the oxygen he needs to breathe. Sanada rubs Yukimura's cum into the
muscles of his abs and it smears, messy and hot, against his own. "I can do all
those things." He whispers into Yukimura's mouth as he's licking inside,
tasting the boy's tongue while his hand comes up to rip the panties and free
Yukimura from bondage. "I'll fill you up until there's nothing else that will
satisfy you."
Yukimura leans up into the kisses hungrily, and the instant his hands are free,
they are all over Sanada, stroking his hair and shoulders. When they break for
breath momentarily, he nips at the lobe of Sanada's ear, tracing the outside of
it with his tongue. "I'm pretty sure I'm already ruined for anyone else. You're
a hard man to compete with."
Sanada chuckles and laces their fingers together so he can kiss the knuckle of
Yukimura's ring finger. "This is true but I could not be as great unless I had
you to inspire me little lord. A demon is nothing without purpose and a
beautiful kinky bride is the most attractive of purposes." He replies with a
chuckle as he dusts tiny kisses over Yukimura's palm and wrist.
Yukimura's heart aches a little, still unused to the incredible tenderness
Sanada can exhibit when he feels like it. He smiles and leans back in to kiss
the older man. It's only slowly that he realizes he can still feel Sanada's
firm cock pressed between them somewhere near his hip. He runs his hands over
the soft cotton of Sanada's robe, and down to rest at his hip. "You've been
very controlled so far tonight, what would you like me to do for you?" He knows
he tends to be selfish at the best of times, and is trying to balance the
tables.
Sanada smirks at Yukimura's insinuating touches and licks his lips. "I suppose
you could probably use that brain of yours to think up something but if I have
fucked your brains out it will not be the first time I have gone home hard." he
replies and he softly moves a stray strand of hair back behind Yukimura's ear
so he can see his face better.
Yukimura purses his lips briefly at that, because if Sanada wants him to take
the lead, then that is certainly something he can do. He shifts his legs until
he can get enough leverage to roll the demon over onto his back and slides up
beside him, one hand sliding smoothly between the layers of Sanada's yukata to
find the warm hardness of his cock and stroke it slowly. "Well, I can think of
one thing I haven't done for you yet." He gives Sanada one more deep, dirty
kiss before he shifts down the bed between his lovers legs and gives the length
of his cock a slow teasing lick.
Sanada goes where's he's pushed and he's certainly not going to stop Yukimura
from following his plotted course so he lays back and prepares to enjoy the
view. The first lick sends of volt of pleasure up his spine and he rolls his
hips and bites back a moan. He's been hard since he watched Yukimura put the
thong on and it's fucking brilliant how good it feels. He's shocked they
haven't done this yet but there's no time like the present right?
Yukimura is pleased that Sanada seems to respond well. He takes the head of
Sanada's cock into his mouth, circling it with his tongue and keeping the base
wrapped in his hand, stroking as he sucks lightly. It only takes him a moment
to remember the trick Sanada just used on him and he takes a moment to imagine
warm slick lube between his fingers and Sanada's flesh. This time he gets it to
work, and the slow slide of his hand and mouth are warmer and slicker than the
moment before.
Sanada smiles with pride at his bride's use of his powers but it's not there
for long because the feeling is amazing and he let's his head fall back and his
eyes shut; enjoying how fucking good it feels.
Humming with pleasure at Sanada's obvious enjoyment, Yukimura pulls back for a
moment to give Sanada's cock long smooth strokes with his hand as he
repositions himself for a better angle, so he can take more of Sanada into his
mouth, his tongue tracing the ridges and slit of the head on every up stroke
and cradling the underside with the flat of his tongue each time he slides
lower.
Sanada could draw this out. He has the power to cum at will and he could
prevent himself from cumming at all. But Yukimura's wide are wide and lust
blown in that wrecked sort of way that makes Sanada forget how to breathe.
"Fuck..." He grunts and his hips give a little involuntary shudder as
Yukimura's tongue flicks into the dip at the head. Someday, he's going to have
the boy suck his cock while he's in demon form, so he can watch the boy's lips
stretch out wider on the girth.
Sanada's little jerky movements encourage him and he redoubles his efforts,
speeding up his strokes and adding a little more suction as he raises his eyes
to watch Sanada's face while he works. His free hand slides under Sanada's
yukata, fingers teasing along the line of his hip and thigh, and then lower to
stroke his balls.
Sanada's hips roll up into the wet tight heat of Yukimura's mouth in a slow
blissful wave. He wants to cum and he's been hard for hours now so he thinks he
deserves it. Yukimura's eyes catch his and he's gone; shuttering to orgasm like
a freight train trying to stop as it heads towards a bridge that's been blown
up. He's falling into the noiseless abyss before he knows what's happening and
pumping his seed into Yukimura's mouth.
Yukimura catches the signs in Sanada's expression and pulls back enough to
catch Sanada's release in his mouth, swallowing the first pulse of sperm before
he remembers something else Sanada said he wanted. He pulls back even more, as
his hand keeps stroking to let Sanada's cum splatter on his cheeks and down his
chest. He settles back to looks up at Sanada and licks his lips slowly, hiding
a little satisfied smile and waiting to see how his lover will react.
Sanada is rarely surprised but he can honestly say he has no idea what to do
with the perfect angelic boy nestled between his thighs and the image of him
with Sanada's cum on his flushed face is downright sinful. "Gods, you look
wrecked..." He groans and he says it like he is in awe of how beautiful the
young man is. Before he knows it he's grabbing the back of Yukimura's head and
dragging him up his body to bring them face to face. Sanada leans in and licks
a long wet strip up the boy's cheek, licking up a puddle of his own cum and
then feeding it to him in a deep, hungry, tongue fuck of a kiss.
Yukimura smiles slightly as it's obvious that his little show had the desired
effect on Sanada. He goes gladly as he's pulled in and moans into the kiss as
Sanada seems intent on trying to consume him entirely through it.
Chapter End Notes
     Potential Triggery Warnings: Semi-Torture, Over-Stimulation, Size
     Kink, Discussion of Kinks, Questionable Consent, Dirty Talk, Use of
     Sex Toys, Magical Lube, Surprisingly Non-Magical Sex Toys, Sexual
     Thoughts/Behaviors in a Family Context, Inappropriate Behavior,
     Gender Stereotyping (Yukimura's grandmother is insane, ok?), Gaping,
     Cum Eating/Feeding (we can't find the words for some of the kinks
     Sanada has, it's an actual problem), Entirely Vanilla Oral Sex.
     The end of this one is pretty sudden, and the next chapter starts up
     about a week or so later. Yukimura is really growing into himself
     though. Or into his uke-self at least.
     Upcoming: Chapter 7 - Unexpected Guests. More Kite, More Niou, and
     the inception for both our Spin-Offs "Between a Rock and a Hard
     Place" and "What We Are". The second is over 15k already, and the
     first is much shorter but needs more explanation and development and
     a spin-off or two of it's own.
***** Unannounced Guests *****
Chapter Summary
     Sanada and Yukimura's 'honeymoon' weekend is interrupted twice; once
     by a friend and once by a visitor who gets more than he bargained
     for.
Chapter Notes
     This chapter is half Gen and half very very filthy. Please read the
     end notes for specific warnings if you may have specific triggers.
     This has some of the most dubious consent that we've written, fair
     warning.
     Happy Birthday Yukimura~! (I'm not technically late in my Time Zone.
     XD)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Kite straightens his glasses as he walks up to the huge traditional house at
the address his tracker contact had provided for Sanada's whereabouts. The gate
isn't locked, so he saunters in, feeling the buzz of a warding spell and
knowing that Sanada will know he's here now. He heads toward the front door,
knocking softly on the frame like a normal person.
Sanada had been lounging in bed with Yukimura, both wrapped around each other
in post coital bliss when he feels the warding spell trigger and he’s quick to
get up, throw on his yukata, and head for the door. If it had been a threat the
garden would have come alive and protected the house but Sanada knows who's
rapping on his door. "Kite! You came to visit. Come in." He says greeting his
friend after opening the door. "Did you bring me any booze? I want to get my
bride drunk and regular stuff won't do."
Kite laughs and offers two bottles, wrapped together in a cloth for easier
carrying. He looks Sanada over as he's ushered inside. "I never pictured you
settling down, but this house suits you. Sorry to arrive unannounced."
"As the closest thing to a friend I have you are always welcome in my house."
Sanada replies and leads the man towards the main living room. It's open and
the two story windows let in a lot of light as well as a great view of the
garden. "Please sit. How did you find me this time? Was it that blonde guy who
smells like sea water? I thought I saw him the other day at the store. He
looked shifty."
Kite whistles as he takes in the large living space and settles himself on the
couch. "You're definitely not slumming it for your little mortal, are you? He
rolls his eyes, "Hirakoba Rin is not 'shifty' and no, this time it was Chinen
digging out your new employment records. He fleshed them out a little while he
was there, I hope you don't mind."
Sanada shakes his head and gives a small smile, "Not at all. I pay you to cover
my tracks and my bride is well worth the money. I can actually say that I am
enjoying married life very much." He replies and goes about pouring two glasses
from the bar in corner for them of the surprisingly bright red and bubbly
liquid that comes from one of the bottles.
Kite grins and accepts the glass, tipping it toward Sanada. "Shall we toast to
your young 'bride' then?" He sips at the drink before setting the glass down
and pulling his briefcase out to shuffle through some papers, he did come here
for business.
Sanada raises his own glasses, "To my happy bride I hope. I need to set up a
college fund for him by the way. Just enough so he can go anywhere he wants and
we can live in comfort. We could tap into the crusade account I think."
Kite nods and makes a few notes in a book, and flips through a few pages
thoughtfully, keeping out only the sheaf of papers he needs and setting the
leather case back on the floor. "Mmm, I have a few options that will work for
rotating that money over to other accounts. I also wanted to let you know about
some other changes I'm making to a few of the other accounts. Is this land
already paid for, or should I be moving some funds around for that?"
Sanada takes a sip of his drink before answering, "I bought it. Took a week for
the papers to look real but the neighborhood and the proper city officials all
think I've lived here for almost a decade." Sanada looks around the room and it
makes him smile. "Did that export business finally cave or are we going to have
to put more pressure on them to buy them out?"
Sanada's quick departure wasn't enough to stir Yukimura completely awake, but
the friendly voices let him know that his lover is not coming back to bed, so
he drags himself up and dresses as properly as he can in a thin yukata - Sanada
seems to appreciate traditional aesthetics - and wanders out toward the living
room.
Kite nods approvingly and then grins, "Oh, you know me. We reached an amicable
agreement last week. That's one of the contracts I brought for you to look
over...." He trails off as a stunningly lovely young man enters the room moving
like liquid sex. He finds himself suddenly gaining a little more understanding
of Sanada's apparent devotion.
Sanada looks up at Yukimura and as soon as he's in arm's length he reaches up
and pulls the boy into his lap to nuzzle at his throat. "Hello there little
lord. Did we wake you?" He asks softly and smiles at Kite as if to say 'look at
this beautiful perfect thing that I have! I love it so much!' Yukimura's neck
is sleep warm and his body is pliant against his. Sanada could really get use
to this. "Yukimura this is my lawyer and long time friend, Kite Eishirou. Kite,
this is my bride Yukimura Seiichi."
Yukimura smiles and leans into Sanada as he's pulled off his feet. He offers a
hand to Kite, slightly formal despite the entirely informal situation. "It's
good to meet you Kite-san." He leans into Sanada's neck and whispers, "Do we
get to play with your friends like we do with mine?"
Kite shakes the boy's hand firmly and nods, "The pleasure is all mine,
Yukimura-kun." He holds the contact for a moment longer than he needs to,
unable to hide his curiosity about the boy's power and their bond. He actually
chokes slightly at Yukimura's entirely-audible inquiry and adjusts his glasses,
clearing his throat. "Almost certainly not, young man. Sanada and I choose to
stay out of one-another's... personal business."
Sanada laughs at Kite's reply and gives the boy a quick peck on the lips. "I
will have to agree little lord. Kite is terrifying and I'm pretty sure his body
is covered in needles. And besides, he's in love with his ex boyfriend still
and can't be bothered to move on. You should get a new puppy." Sanada teases in
good fun. The jibe may hit a little close to home but the only way Kite will do
anything about his puppy problem is if someone pushes him to make a move.
Kite resists the urge to roll his eyes. "I am in love with no one and have no
need for a 'puppy' of any kind to complete my life, thank you for your
concern." He sets down his paperwork neatly and picks up his drink, settling
back into the couch to study the couple.
Seeing Kite take a drink inspires Sanada to pick up his glass and hold it up to
Yukimura's lips. "Here you should try some of this. I know we tried the regular
stuff last night and it didn't affect you, but this stuff should." He tells
Yukimura as he holds him tight against him. "It tastes a bit like fermented
raspberries. And you should totally take my advise about the mating run Kite."
He adds to his friend.
Yukimura pouts slightly, just for the sake of teasing Sanada. "Ah well." He
smiles brightly and takes the glass, drinking deeply and licking his lip
thoughtfully as he hands it back to Sanada. He tilts his head to look Kite over
again, "Mating run? If it's the local one you're looking at, I can probably get
you an interview with the Alpha. Her son is on my team, so I'm honorary pack."
Kite's eyes widen as Yukimura takes an interest in the conversation, he'd been
mostly assuming the boy was pretty but dumb and this seems to contradict that.
He sighs, and decides to lay it out, maybe this boy can talk Sanada out of his
bizarrely antiquated 'love will conquer all' mindset. "My former partner is a
werewolf and will be running for the second time this year. I doubt that any
amount of backroom dealing would get the Alpha to approve me to run, because in
addition to my target being an alpha, I would be pursuing a man. As we could
never bear children, our bond would be of no value to the pack."
'He likes you. He doesn't like anyone.' Sanada whispers into Yukimura's mind.
"Tezuka was a dick. Probably still is a dick. I'm pretty sure they will be
happy to see him not procreate." Sanada growls, because he thought Tezuka and
Kite worked well together but he's angry at the guy for messing his best friend
up this bad. "And you never know until you try."
Yukimura glows a little at the praise and projects back 'That's because I'm
charming.' Yukimura then nods at Sanada's words. "You might be surprised. The
local pack is fairly progressive, and stranger things have happened. There was
an alpha last year who defended an omega from three separate challengers and
then walked away without claiming him. Toshi said it was a family thing, but
she's still been invited to run again."
Kite listens to them, and sighs. Does he really want to do this? It's not as if
he has nothing to offer as a mate, just possibly nothing that Tezuka wants from
him anymore. "I will take that under advisement. As I've told Sanada before,
the situation is a good deal more complicated than I'd like it to be."
"You could always try summoning him using an archaic ritual and unknowingly
trap him into marriage." Sanada suggests before leaning in to place a few
kisses up Yukimura's throat; on top of the love bites he's left there over the
past few days.
Yukimura grins at Sanda’s suggestion, “That would be traditional at this point,
I suppose.” He steals Sanada’s glass and drains it, then tilts his head to
expose more of his neck for his lover’s attention, giving Kite a look that’s
probably more flirty than it should be.
Kite chokes slightly at the and drains his own glass, “Traditional? Well, if
you stumble across any spells for summoning otherwise ordinary alpha
werewolves, I’ll consider it.” He sets his glass down and refocuses on the
paperwork, very pointedly ignoring the looks Yukimura is giving him.
Sanada can see the flush of the drink on Yukimura’s cheeks and nudges him, “Why
not go pour us some from the other bottle?” He turns to smile at Kite, “Your
Inui does want feedback of both these drinks, doesn’t he?”
"Only because you ask nicely." Yukimura presses a soft kiss to Sanada's lips
before he stands languidly and collects their glasses, moving over to the bar
and pouring a vivid green liquid into both glasses. After a moment, he pours a
third for himself, though with less in it. He neatly balances the glasses as he
returns to the couch, this time perching on the arm of the couch beside Sanada.
Kite adjusts his glasses and smiles slightly, "Inui finds feedback most useful
when it's based on someone of a high power level who is consistently in control
of their power." He shrugs and lets Yukimura take his glass when the boy rises.
"I think this is one of his better offerings so far."
Sanada gives Yukimura a look when he doesn't slide back into his lap but
doesn't press him. Instead he lays on a hand on Yukimura's thigh and keeps it
there while he wraps up business. "Well, leave any contracts you need me to
sign here and I'll have them on your desk tomorrow. I hate to be rude and
you're welcome to stay but I think I may need to get myself and my bride naked
soon."
Kite smiles at the two of them, and then glances down at his fresh drink. "Of
course, I apologize for barging in on your weekend. I'll try not to overstay my
welcome." He takes a long drink and then sets the glass down to start marking
papers, arranging them neatly and indicating where Sanada's signature is
needed, and which identities each account is listed with.
Yukimura smiles at the hand on his thigh and knocks back the partial glass he
poured himself before shifting down into Sanada's lap, feeling pleasantly fuzzy
in a way regular alcohol has never really managed. "He leans into Sanada and
buries his face against the demon's neck and nibbling down the side of it.”
Sanada is pleased as a peach when his bride slides into his lap. "You never
apologize Kite, don't start now on account of the angel in the room." Sanada
says to him over the boy's shoulder before throwing back his own drink and it
reminds him of absinth. Sanada laces his fingers with Yukimura's and he kisses
the ring again, because he can. "And I'm serious about the mating run. A little
fresh air will be good for you."
Kite rolls his eyes. "I'm serious about considering it." He glances over at
Sanada and smiles despite himself, "You two go, I can put up a sound shield if
I need to, and this will take me a few more minutes." He shoos them away,
trying to be more annoyed than amused. Yukimura just looks up at Sanada
questioningly, he's all for returning to their weekend plans, but doesn't want
to push it.
Sanada shrugs and puts his arms around Yukimura so he can pick him up and carry
him after he stands up. "I will take your permission to fuck my husband as
unneeded but greatly appreciated." He replies to Kite and starts off towards
the stairs with Yukimura in tow.
Kite waves one hand at them without looking up, using the same gesture to
silence his immediate area and continues arranging paperwork, spreading it out
on the coffee table until he has all the stacks organized and he can start
reducing them to a single neat pile. He's nearly done and filing some notes
back in his briefcase when there is a knock at the door and he goes to answer
it rather that let some stranger stand outside Sanada’s house indefinitely.
Niou looks up as the door slides open, he's wearing skin-tight jeans and some
artfully layered shirts that accent his toned muscles rather than hiding them.
His eyes widen as he takes in the new and incredibly hot man in front of him.
"Um, hi... are you Sanada-sensei's husband?" Because he would totally hit /all/
of that. Yeah.
Kite frowns and then winces as he gets the boy's entirely filthy mental
projection before he blocks it. He studies the boy momentarily and nearly
groans at the absurdly lazy nature of his avatar contract with... Inari? Well,
that explains it. Kite shakes himself out of his reverie. "First, no, Sanada-
san and his husband are occupied. Second, you will get yourself into trouble
projecting like that at strangers if you're not careful. Third...." He trails
off and just sighs. "Third, this is none of my business and I'm leaving." He
shoulders his bag, drops the silencing spell, calls "Sanada, you have more
company." and walks straight out of the house without looking back. Whatever
that idiot boy is about to have happen to him, he's probably earned it.
Niou just stares at the older man, rolling his eyes at the unnecessary caution.
“Only the kind of trouble I want to get into.” He smirks. His projections are
awesome and he's good with them. He just stands in the entryway as the man
leaves with a briefcase, wondering who Sanada's husband is if someone that hot
is just some kind of PA or something. "Sensei?" He calls into the house,
hearing murmuring from another room and moving slowly in that direction.
Sanada's head snaps up the moment he hears Niou's voice in the entryway of his
house. "Mother Fucker." He groans and pulls away from trying to bury his tongue
just that extra couple inches deeper in Yukimura's ass. "I hate your
friends..." He moans despairingly. "Niou's downstairs. I'll be back after I get
him situated.”
By the time Niou has wandered into the living room Sanada is standing on the
halfway landing of the stairs looking at him. "Niou-kun. I don't recall
inviting you to my house this weekend." He says with a black face as he slowly
makes his way down the stairs, looking every bit like the predator he is as he
stalks his prey. "Did you need something?"
Niou looks up at the demanding voice, eyes wide as Sanada looks genuinely
pissed off. "I came to drop off some information from the school?" His easy lie
sounds much more flimsy than it did on the phone convincing Yukimura's mother
to give him an address for 'Sanada-san'. "And I... wanted to know if you needed
help with anything else..." He does his best to project a nice sexy little
vision at the teacher, Yagyuu has assured him that it works and he's been
practicing.
Sanada blinks his eyes at the image of Niou sitting prettily on his desk at
school, naked except for his tie. "Niou-kun, you should stop with the
projections." He explains as he comes up to Niou and looks down at him. "They
are theatrical and over the top. If someone actually believed they were their
own rather than your filthy thoughts, they are indulging you." he grabs Niou's
arm and holds him in place since he looks like he might bolt. "And you don't
need them for me to fuck you. You were just not patient enough to wait a few
more days. Now you will be punished for your childishness. Remove your clothes
and go stand in the center of the room please." He commands and leaves the boy
to return to his bride's side.
Niou's eyes widen, as far as anyone at school knew, Sanada-sensei was
completely baseline human. He should not have been able to do that. He's also
strong apparently. Very very strong. His eyes widen hopefully at the mention of
fucking though, so maybe today isn't lost. He decides that punishment can be
fun sometimes, and has entirely forgotten that the man at the door said that
Sanada's husband was here as well.
Yukimura is sitting on the bed, Yukata tugged roughly back into place by the
time Sanada comes back. He stands to move toward his lover, reaching out for
him as he gets closer. "I'm so sorry, did you get rid of him?"
Sanada shakes his head and takes the boy's hands in his own. "He's down stairs
getting naked. I think he believes I plan on fucking him today. However..." he
pauses and pushes a strand of hair back behind Yukimura's ear. "I was hoping
you could help me in enforcing his punishment for showing up here without being
invited." He admits and leans in to press his forehead to Yukimura's. "He's
positively one of the filthiest creatures I have ever met and I am a succubus."
Yukimura laughs a little darkly, "You're not the first person to say so, though
you are the best qualified." He meets Sanada's eyes, "Of course I can help,
just tell me how. He needs to learn to be more careful."
Niou strips off his clothes quickly and then tries to decide what to do. He
tries kneeling, then standing, the decides fuck it and puts his shirt down on
the couch before sitting there. He keeps looking around the room, amazed at how
huge the place is.
Sanada leans in and kisses his bride slow and deep. "I'll prepare him for you.
Get ready, relax, think about using your powers and get them warmed up....
perhaps you could...." Sanada gives Yukimura a once over, "... prepare yourself
a little, just a little so I can slide right in? I'll let you know when we are
ready." He suggests before kissing him one more time and then heading back down
stairs.
Yukimura leans up into the kiss, but doesn't cling when Sanada pulls away. He
nods, shivering a little in anticipation, but taking several deep breaths to
calm himself and relax. He's had close to two weeks to practice with his powers
now and they answer him easily. He uses them first to remove his own clothes
and then starts the preparation proper, making sure he has a plug laid out, not
the damn vibrating one, and then going to work silently while he listens
carefully for any sign from Sanada.
Before Sanada reaches the top of the stairs, he’s changed his clothing into his
leather pants and a pair of tight, soft, leather gloves. "I did not instruct
you to sit down and relax Niou-kun." There's a riding crop in his heads and he
flexes the stiffness of it.
Niou looks up and then stands up, giving Sanada a long lingering look in his
new clothes. "Damn, sensei." He stands dumbly in the middle of the room, his
eyes flicking between the older man's face and the riding crop, not sure
whether to be worried or excited.
"Niou-kun you have come here without an invitation. You have also made a near
fool of yourself in your attempts to seduce me, a teacher and someone much more
powerful than yourself." Sanada says as he comes up to the boy and runs the
flap of riding crop across his bare chest and then down the snowy white happy
trail to have it settle on the dip above Niou's half hard cock. "You are truly
shameless."
Niou half-grins at that and shrugs, fighting back the fear. "What can I say?
I'm very drawn to authority figures?" He looks over at the crumpled papers he
left on the bar, "I did actually bring you some papers from the school." They
may be papers that he stole from Sanada's desk first thing in the morning so
that he could 'deliver' them later, but that's just semantics.
"I was looking for those." He replies and then there's a crack and Sanada
smacks the sensitive flesh right above Niou's cock with the riding crop. It's
not a hard hide, but he makes the edge of it sting to prove a point. "Your
punishment has been heightened due to stealing. Are you sure you want this
Niou-kun?:
Niou gasps at the stinging hit, "Shit! I-" Niou does actually hesitate at the
pure ice in Sanada's gaze, "Yeah, sensei, I really do."
As he speaks, he adjusts his posture and voice subtly, shifting effortlessly
into an illusion. When he meets Sanada's eyes again, Sanada would swear that he
was looking at Yukimura. Niou's hair color and eye color have even shifted and
there is just the right combination of defiance and fear in his eyes as he
says, "But I think I have something you want too."
Sanada arches an eyebrow at him and circles the mimic. "Impressive, had I never
once touched Yukimura I would almost believe you were him. As is it, your
illusion is flawed from his current state and thus sickens me. " The snap of
the back hand is like a thunderclap in the quiet peace of the living room. "If
you insist on this charade you should at least do your research as to not
defame the original."
Niou doesn't even realize what hit him until he's looking up from the floor and
his cheek and jaw start to ache. He looks up at Sanada with wide eyes, trying
to hold the illusion, but letting it fade after a moment. He swallows hard and
tastes blood. "So you have touched him. Damn, that was my trump card." Still,
good info to have for the future.
'If you had any smarts in your head, you'd realize Yukimura is much more than
he appears to be and so am I.' he hisses in the boy's head before his eyes go
black and Sanada lets his yukata fall to expose his wings as well as his naked
body. "I would tell you to run but I like you on your knees. Sanada reaches out
and grabs the back of the boy's head to press his hardening cock along against
Niou's lips and bruised cheek.
It takes Niou a second to process that, yeah, that voice was not out loud. He
looks up in shock just in time to get some more extremely dramatic evidence
that Sanada is not the boring history teacher Niou had pegged him for. His eyes
widen as Sanada's cock presses against his lips and. yeah, ok... he can do
this. He licks his lips and shifts his jaw awkwardly before leaning in to take
Sanada's cock into his mouth, going as deep as he can immediately and giving
him light suction.
Sanada growls and presses his cock deeper down the boy's throat. "If you're not
going to make it better I may as well just use this hole the way I want." He
says with a threat heavy in his voice before grabbing the sides of Niou's head
and thrusting his hips in and out at as brutal pace. Spit dribbling down Niou's
chin as Sanada brutally throat fucks him.
Niou rolls his eyes. planning to pull off and snipe at Sanada, until the grip
on his hair puts a stop to that. He chokes as Sanada thrusts in, and then just
has to focus on breathing and not biting the bastard as apparently no technique
is required of him.
Sanada shoves his cock deep enough down Niou's throat to make him choke before
he pulls out and let's Niou gasp for air. He only lets Niou take one breath
though before he's plunging back in and doing it all again. Over and over
Sanada cuts off the boy's air until Niou actually collapses onto the carpet
shaking with oxygen deprivation. "Ready for more Niou-kun?"
Niou does his best to stay in control, but by the time Sanada pushes him away
he's coughing and gasping for breath. "Fuck you," is all he manages to say
before he starts coughing again, staying collapsed on the floor for the moment.
"That's what you came here for wasn't it?" Sanada teases as he creates the
crimson silk robes he needs. He opens up his power centers and the robes come
to life and begin to wrap themselves around the naked teenage boy in decorative
knots and straps that snake around him beautifully. His arms are pulled back
behind his back and his legs are spread as he's suspended from the rafters.
Niou is just catching his breath as the first rope slides around him. It
doesn't surprise him particularly, and he focuses on getting control of himself
back. He squirms a little as more and more complex knots and ropes are added,
but there's no getting out now and he knows it. "Who the hell are you, anyway?"
He manages to spit out at Sanada.
Sanada laughs and he leans down to take Niou's face in his hand. "I am your
teacher Sanada." He gives Niou a teasing kiss with a little teeth and a flick
of his forked tongue. 'Yukimura we are ready for you, my little lord.' He sends
towards his bride and casually takes a seat on the couch in front of Niou. "I
also happen to be a prince of hell."
Yukimura smiles and checks himself over in the mirror as he hears Sanada's
call. Once he was prepared, he decided to change, and is dressed in a white
women's kimono that he found in Sanada's closet. He bites his lip as he turns
from the mirror and heads out toward the living room, more used to the feel of
the plug now, and more comfortable since he can use his powers to keep it still
if he needs it to. He studies Niou and Sanada on his way down the stairs,
smiling wickedly. "Oh my, Niou... you seem to have gotten in a bit over your
head this time."
Niou looks up at the sound of Yukimura's voice, but for a moment, all he can
think is 'holy shit'. When he does get his voice sorted out, all he can think
to say is, "Buchou, I thought you were opposed to sleeping with teachers."
Sanada has to take a breath when he sees his bride come down the stairs. "Like
an angel from heaven." Sanada stands up and reaches out for Yukimura's hand. He
kisses the ring and pulls his bride in to kiss him deeply. "Niou-kun I'd like
to introduce you to my husband. Yukimura Seiichi."
Yukimura smiles up at Sanada, "I thought you'd like this robe." He turns his
head to look over at Niou, "And no, what I said was that he was out of your
league. Which you've now seen to be true." He glances at Sanada for permission
before he reaches out to trail a hand down Niou's chest along one of the ropes.
"I don't want to hurt you, Niou.... but I think you need to learn there are
consequences to your behavior." He steps back to stand by Sanada, projecting
carefully, 'It looks like you hit him, what did he do?'
Niou's eyes narrow at Yukimura, "You could have said something, and I might not
have come over here like this." He licks his lips, finding himself more
distracted by how pretty Yukimura is, if the team had ever seen him like this,
they’d have gotten him to let them experiment a little more.
Sanada keeps a hand on the small of Yukimura's back as he walks around the boy.
"He insulted your beauty. I slapped him because he thought he was being clever
by mimicking you." Sanada leans in and kisses Yukimura's throat. "You are far
too perfect to be duplicated little lord." Sanada who had been looking at
Yukimura with kind soft eyes suddenly turns cold as he looks at Niou. "You
would have come over regardless of it being rude or not. You were looking for
trouble."
Yukimura chuckles coldly, "Oh, Niou... with all the risks, you still tried to
imitate /me/?" He can only imagine how Sanada must have reacted. "You know,
Niou, I think Sanada is right. Everyone warned you... and you're still here."
Now Niou is just pissed. "I'm not an idiot, I could see how you two were
looking at eachother. I just didn't know you were already fucking and thought /
sensei/ might want something from me instead..." He twists his head around to
look at the two of them. "I guess he gets enough of your ass to keep him
satisfied, huh?"
Sanada back hands him again. "For your information I would have bent you over
my desk had you been patient enough to wait until our honeymoon was over. But
as it stands you will have to be taught a lesson about control Niou-kun."
Sanada leads Yukimura over to the couch and pulls Yukimura down into his lap.
Yukimura smiles again and settles into Sanada's lap, in full sight of Niou, and
smiles thoughtfully at his team-mate. "You're lovely like this, Niou. I almost
want to call Yagyuu over just to see you."
Niou stares hard as they settle onto the couch, "So, what, I'm just an art
piece now? Buchou, you are seriously fucked in the head."
"We could take a picture and put it up in the tennis club house." Sanada teases
and kisses him on the cheek. "Little lord, why don't you show Niou the lessons
I have been teaching you on how to relax the body. Make him nice and wet for
the vibrator you hate so much."
Yukimura laughs, "Mmm, if only." He extends his power carefully, trailing
invisible fingers down Niou's body, tracing the ropes and flicking his nipples.
"See, Niou, we were taking time... to help me learn to control /my/ powers."
His eyes flash pure pearly white for a moment as the invisible fingers converge
on to Niou's ass, spreading the cheeks apart and circling his entrance.
Niou opens his mouth to ask why Yukimura is doing this if it's just to put on a
show for Sanada, but the look in his buchou's eyes shuts him up. And then he's
being touched... all... over. "Hahn.... jesus, buchou..." He tenses as his ass
becomes the focus, but no amount of shifting away can stop the touch of those
fingers.
Sanada's lips twist up into a smirk as he watches his bride preps the boy.
Meanwhile he slowly begins to tug open the obi of Yukimura's kimono and slides
his hand inside to stroke his hand over Yukimura's hard cock. "My my little
lord, does the image of Niou-kun tied up make you hard?"
Yukimura murmurs approvingly, "Mmm, he does make a rather beautiful image, but
your power over him makes it even better." He slides one mental 'finger' into
Niou's entrance, and starts to press the forces outward, stretching him wider,
and slowly adding a little magic lubricant to start getting Niou ready for the
next part of Sanada's plan.
Niou gasps as he feels an intrusion in his ass, small at first, but stretching
him open more smoothly and quickly than fingers could. He tries to will his
body to relax around it, knowing that at least it's Yukimura who's doing this
to him. He gasps softly as he feels slick dampness coat the insides of his ass,
it's vaguely uncomfortable and his muscles try to contract reflexively.
Sanada's wandering hands move under the kimono and Sanada rearranges Yukimura
so his legs are spread and straddling his legs and when Sanada pulls open the
kimono Yukimura is exposed to Niou as his strokes and teases over the boy's
sensitive flesh. "Spread him open wider, little lord. I want to see him
gaping."
Yukimura goes easily with the movement, enjoying showing off for Niou, a little
more than he should probably. "I will... it's a bit of a challenge to keep
focused at the moment." He increases the pressure to stretch Niou open, giving
Niou the sensation of stroking fingers rather than just the pressure in order
to help him relax.
Niou actively moans as the sensations inside him change, if this were ordinary
preparation, he'd guess there were three fingers in him, maybe even four, but
the sensation is entirely different and he can feel his cock start to harden as
the memory of Sanada's violence is overwritten with the promise of pleasure.
Sanada chuckles and reaches down to circle his finger around the base of the
plug. He presses on it slightly, pushing it deeper into his mate to watch him
shiver. "Am I distracting you little lord?" He pauses and locks eyes with Niou,
"Are you enjoying the show Niou-kun?"
Yukimura's focus wavers at the added pressure on the plug, and just for the
show of it he lets out a filthy moan. As he refocuses on Niou, he watches the
other boy's reactions carefully as he stretches him wider and encourages hot
lube to slick him up, nearly to dripping. He flicks his gaze up back to Sanada
and then twists around to give him a kiss. "I think he's ready for you."
Niou licks his lips hungrily, and gives Sanada a filthy grin, despite being
tied up, he is enjoying the show, surprisingly, and he's going to have to talk
to quite a few people about whether Yukimura has always had this side to him or
is being mind-controlled in some way. The momentary relaxing of the fullness in
his ass makes him hiss in pain as it returns, and he feels fuller than he ever
has, even with the largest dildo or plug he's ever played with making him try
to shift uncomfortably. "Jesus, buchou, that’s fucking big... what the hell do
you think he's going to fuck me with?"
Sanada chuckles, "I should warn you to be prepared but really want to see the
color drain from that smug little face of yours." Sanada's hands are moving
across Yukimura's pale skin with a skillfulness that his ages of practice
allow. "Do you want my cock little lord?" Sanada whispers in his bride's ear
before nibbling his ear. Meanwhile his powers are surfacing and forming into a
swarming mass of pitch black tentacles behind Niou.
Yukimura shivers under Sanada's hands and nods slowly. His eyes widen as the
tentacles spring into being. He leans back to press kisses to Sanada's neck and
murmur in his ear, "Yes, please, but I want to watch this too... you won't have
problems doing both at once?" His tongue flicks out to moisten his lips as he
looks back at Niou, still held open and slick with no idea what's about to
happen to him. "You understand this is partially punishment, don't you
Masaharu? You're still sure you want whatever we give you?" His mental fingers
caress Niou's prostate, reminding his friend there will be some pleasure as
well.
Niou looks at them with a vaguely jealous unease, "Are you really giving me a
choice?" He jerks in his bonds, and bites his lip to keep from moaning as one
of them gives him some actual pressure on his prostate, but it's gone just as
quickly. "You should know that I can take whatever you can dish out, buchou."
"Of course my lord." Sanada replies and he carefully pulls the plug out of
Yukimura. His fingers play over the sensitive skin of Yukimura's open pucker.
The tentacles grow slick and the first one begins to press at Niou's openness,
mimicking Sanada's fingers as the slowly press into Yukimura.
Yukimura shifts up, his eyes fluttering closed as Sanada removes the plug,
leaving him open and ready. He watches eagerly as the first tentacle of
Sanada's power slides inside Niou and lets his own powers release so Niou can
feel the full effect as the slick black appendages press into him and slide
against his skin.
Niou is still watching Yukimura, and he's never seen him so docile. He's tense,
but not nearly prepared as something presses into him, hot and slick and not
entirely unpleasant but very very strange. It's only once it's sliding into him
deeper than any cock or toy ever could and he can look down his body to see
another twinning along the rope around his ankle that he realizes what's
happening and his face does pale a little. "What- ah!" He cries out as the
first... tentacle... thing seems to pulse inside of him, growing thicker. "What
the fuck?"
"I've heard enough of this noise." Sanada growls and with a flick of his hand
the tentacles are sliding their way up and around Niou's body so two of them
can press between his lips, effectively gagging him as they pulse and thrust
into his throat. A second sinuous appendage snakes into Niou's ass as well and
as the first one pulls out this one pushes in; their thrusts and pulses
opposite of each other. Meanwhile Sanada slides Yukimura's kimono up so he can
pull the boy up and then with some arranging sheath his cock with his bride's
body until he's fully buried deep inside the hot wet tightness.
Yukimura watches eagerly as Niou's eyes widen and the slick black tentacles
wind around his pale neck and fill his mouth. His eyes fall closed as Sanada
pressed into him though, long and thick and enough bigger than the plug to
still stretch him more as he slides home. "Oh, god...." He opens his eyes to
meet Niou's, and rocks his hips sinuously against Sanada at the same time that
the second tentacle slides in, making Niou's body shake though he can't cry
out. He does it once more, wanting to show off what he has as much as he wants
to watch Niou take everything Sanada can dish out. He leans back against
Sanada, turning his head for a kiss. "He's so beautiful like this... You're so
good to me, Sanada."
Sanada smiles, twisted and with teeth a little too sharp as he's still in demon
form. "Your happiness gives me bliss little lord." He groans and rolls his hips
as he beings to nip at Yukimura's neck, testing his reactions to the fangs
pressing against his throat. The two tentacles inside Niou press in together
and slowly begin to expand, stretching his hole and his insides so that when
another rush of magical slickness gushes inside him a third tentacle can join
them and being it's alternating thrusts. All three seeking out Niou's prostate
as they thrust in and out of him brutally and the tentacles in his throat give
off a pulse of aphrodisiacal slick into his stomach. "He is rather beautiful
while he's pliant. However his beauty is nothing compared to your rare light."
Sanada hums and then claims Yukimura's lips with his own.
Yukimura tilts his head, moaning with each thrust of Sanada's hips and gasping
at the sharp pressure of the demon's fangs. He flushes at the outrageous
compliments, and gladly accepts Sanada's kisses if it will silence his lover
for a moment.
Niou can barely focus far enough away to be concerned with Yukimura anymore.
He's filled beyond anything he's ever felt, and the waves of pleasure hitting
him from his prostate are overwhelming even the knowledge that he'll be sore
enough to not move at all in the morning. He swallows convulsively around the
tentacles in his mouth, and whatever liquid he swallows hits him almost
instantly like a shot of whiskey, making him feel flushed warm all over. He
groans deep in his chest as he feels something wrap tight around the base of
his cock and his balls, making sure he won't get any relief from the impending
orgasm he can already feel building.
Sanada places the ring of power tight around Niou's cock and balls, enjoying
the way his dick is dribbling precum on the carpet like the wanton slut that he
is. The tentacles within him constrict a little and drive deeper inside of him
to wriggle against untouched flesh that sends shivers throughout Niou's body.
"I think he likes the taste of my power." Sanada comments with a smirk when he
pulls away from Yukimura leaving him breathless. He runs a fingertip over
Yukimura's kiss bruised lower lip and smears the aphrodisiac across them so his
bride can suck it into his mouth. The rolls of Sanada's hips are getting harder
and his cock expands inside the boy to fill Yukimura up and press insistently
against his prostate.
Yukimura licks his lips, tasting the burn of the liquid and knowing what it is.
"Mmm... I don't need that you know, I already want you more than I've ever
wanted anything." He moans openly as Sanada's cock swells inside him, bracing
himself as Sanada increases his pace and watching Niou's swollen lips and
flushed, abused ass with quiet delight. He could come right now if he touched
his cock, but continues to ride Sanada out, enjoying the utter debauchery of
the scene.
Niou is flushed and panting hard, glad the tentacles appear to understand that
he needs to breathe, even if they combined with the drug are making him dizzy
and lightheaded. He writhes fruitlessly against the continued assault, low
groans and moans muffled by the gag are pouring out of him constantly.
Sanada let's the appendages slide out from Niou's throat, letting the boy gasp
for air and shudder around the pulsing tentacles in his ass. The sight of Niou
wrapped up in red and black is stunning but the boy in his lap is breathtaking
and he can't help but be amazed that he has this. "You have bewitched me little
lord." He whispers and in his giddiness he lets the ropes holding Niou up being
to spin him so his bride can see all of Niou; see how his power is stretching
him open and wide.
Yukimura's eyes widen as Niou is displayed for them, and the sight combined
with Sanada's rough growling voice and steady thrusts drives him over the edge,
his cum splattering his thighs though his cock stays hard courtesy of Sanada's
aphrodisiac. He leans back into Sanada, turning his head for hungry kisses.
"Should we let him cum?"
Niou's body is contracting uselessly, the waves of stimulation from his
prostate keeping him on the edge that the damned cock ring and lack of any
stimulation on his cock won't let him fall over. He can breathe better now, but
that just means that he can't stop the constant stream of moaning profanity
that escapes his mouth
Sanada takes his time rubbing Yukimura's cum into his thighs, bringing his hand
up to lick the taste of the boy off his fingers. "You're so lovely when you cum
little lord. I want to milk you dry, make you cum so many times you have
nothing left to give and orgasm just wreaks your succulent body." He growls and
Sanada lets himself cum, filling Yukimura up with more cum than he's ever given
him before. The afterglow is soft and warm as he nuzzles his bride and watches
the boy watch Niou. "There will be no relief if he does." Sanada answers after
a few long sated moments but with a wave of his hand the ring around Niou's
cock is gone and the three tentacles in his ass are targeting his prostate
relentlessly.
Yukimura just absorbs Sanada's dirty talk with a wicked grin, his cock
twitching closer to return to full hardness as he feels Sanada fill him with
cum. He squirms slightly, just to tease Sanada as he turns his attention back
to Niou.
The instant the pressure is released Niou's body jerks hard and adds the stains
of his cum to the already ruined carpet, moaning loud and mostly incoherent
except for "Oh, fuck!" He has a moment of relief before he realizes that the
movement of the tentacles in his ass and now snaking across his chest and
thighs hasn't stopped and he groans in dismay, not sure how much more his body
will take.
"How are you feeling Niou-kun? Have you learned your lesson?" Sanada questions
as he brings Yukimura's hand up to kiss up and down the delicate skin of the
inside of his wrist. He lets his fangs run over the pulse point, watching
Yukimura's body flush. "And the tentacles in Niou and expanding and compressing
in a way that would make most men crazy but the devastated look on Niou's face
is worth it. "Should we take pity on him little lord?"
Niou looks up blearily at Sanada and Yukimura, both still mostly naked, the
terrifying teacher still flanked by massive black wings, and fights down a
snide remark. He does want to live. He bites his lip and tries to focus, how
would Yagyuu say this? "I... should not have invaded your privacy. I'm sorry."
His body jerks again with the continued torment of the tentacles, and he cries
out softly still writhing against the bonds.
Yukimura looks up, distracted from wondering if Sanada really wants to drink
his blood or if he's just acting like it. He studies Niou's body closely,
trying to see if it's an act or if he's had enough. "Pretty as he is, I think
it's safe to let him down. He's learned your true power at least. And that he's
not to imitate me, as he's been told before." His voice turns a little colder
at that last, but he smiles up at Sanada. "If I know Niou though, he has an
excuse clear through the weekend, so we can keep him as long as you like."
Personally, he'd as well go back to what Sanada is calling their 'honeymoon',
but practicing his powers more on Niou is also tempting.
Sanada smiles back at Yukimura and with a wave of his hands the ropes lower
Niou to the floor, the tentacles pulling back and vanishing for the moment. “Go
care for your friend, little lord. I’ll wait for you upstairs.”
Niou shivers a little as he crumples onto the floor, feeling too empty and
sensitive and just curling in on himself on the floor.
Yukimura pulls himself away from Sanada reluctantly, rearranging himself and
kneels to stroke Niou’s hair, “Shh, you’re all right.” He helps Niou up and
after exchanging a look with Sanada, takes him to a small guest room, making
sure to get him under a blanket and to banish the ropes before he returns to
Sanada’s side.
Sanada gives him a smirk and kisses Yukimura’s hair. “I believe the little
demon will have his hands full after today.” He replies.
Chapter End Notes
     Chapter Specific Warnings: Tentacle Porn, Very Questionable Consent,
     Underage Drinking, Bondage, Lack of Safe Words, Failure to Withdraw
     Consent, Aphrodesiac, Magic Lube, Telekinetic Anal Manipulation,
     Overstimulation, Lack of Aftercare. Seriously, this is the craziest
     stuff we have written yet.
     The promised Niou and Kite have appeared, and now it may be a while
     until the next bit of Sanada and Yukimura's story. Niou and Yagyuu
     have a lot to deal with, and Kite has decisions to make about Tezuka.
     Keep an eye out for the other stories in the universe to start up and
     we WILL be back
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