(Disclaimer: Yes, I *know* that's a VAST song title...but I've met Jon Crosby, singer for VAST and I don't think he'd care if I used it and neither should you. So there.)
"I didn't wanna hurt you baby, I didn't wanna hurt you..
******I didn't wanna hurt you but you're pretty when you cry.." ~VAST
/what the hell went on last night..?/
The room looked as if a tsunami had crashed right in through the front door and had taken its sweet time running out the back; leaving everything in disarray in its wake..
Gackt shivered..another small groan left his chapped lips as he realized he was in the buff.
/great.../
His whole body was mostly numb, only a rare buzzing feeling surged through his legs. No wonder he had lost circulation...even blurred vision provided an image clear enough to see the naked body draped over Gackt's legs...
/Kirito..?/
Gackt sat up and poked Kirito softly...no response. He pushed Kirito gently, off of his legs. He heard a slight groaning, and realized it was Kirito. He crawled over to Kirito and Kirito looked up at him with a blank stare. A small smile began to spread over Kirito's face...
"Have fun last night babe..?" Kirito almost purred to Gackt, sitting up with ease. Gackt blinked once or twice, obviously, he didn't remember. Kirito chuckled softly..that raven mass of hair looking even more disheveled than when he willed it so with all that hairspray.He pushed Gackt gently and pulled himself into Gackt's lap.
"What the...?" Gackt started...maybe it was the alcohol that provoked him to do..*whatever* it was that he had done. Gackt swatted at a stray lock of white-blonde hair and made a weak and perhaps half-hearted attempt to push the smaller man away. They *were* naked after all. Kirito pouted softly...it almost looked malicious.
"Don't worry Gackt. Everyone else left hours ago..." Another chuckle. It sent shivers down Gackt's spine. Kirito's skilled hands moved up to caress Gackt's chest. "Hungry?"
"E-Excuse me?" Gackt replied, unsure of what Kirito's intention was.
Kirito slid his hand from Gackt's chest, to his cheek. He pulled Gackt's beautiful face closer to his. His mouth found its way towards Gackt's neck, where he nipped, then proceeded to slide his tongue up to Gackt's ear. He whispered in a seductive voice,
"Hungry?" He wrapped his arms around Gackt., pulling his body closer...holding him, not letting Gackt get away.
Gackt's entire body was tense. Now that he was sober, Kirito's advances were almost frightening. A muscle somewhere in his back twitched as he felt Kirito's hands on his back. Gackt's mind was swimming and Kirito was still pressed against him like a predator over its quivering prey.
Kirito had moved his head so that he could look into Gackt's unnatural blue eyes. He licked his lips, a motion that seemed to take far too long. Gackt stared at Kirito, eyes wide, studying his captor. Those chocolate brown eyes, that mass of wild raven hair...Kirito looked wild..maybe even erotic. Gackt gave himself a mind-slap.
/..get..out./
And he attempted just that, Gackt squirmed but Kirito held onto him tight. Surprising how the meek always turn out to be strong. Gackt stopped, no sense in trying right now; Kirito looked like he was out for blood.
Before Gackt could react, Kirito moved in one fluid motion, his head slipping down towards Gackt's. Kirito's lips brushed Gackt's just barely strong enough to be called a kiss. Gackt went tense again. A small gust of hot breath fluttered by Gackt's chin as Kirito chuckled at the tension and Gackt could feel his cheeks flushing madly. Kirito's lips were again brought to Gackt's, a little stronger this time. Kirito's small frame pressed harder against Gackt's body and Kirito smiled against the kiss. By this time, Gackt had closed his eyes.
Slowly, achingly slow, Kirito ground his hips against Gackt's, tearing away from the kiss in the same manner, Gackt's bottom lip just barely caught between gently clenched teeth. Before his lip was freed, a quite unwelcome, shuddering moan escaped from Gackt's throat.
Kirito could sense that Gackt was unhappy and he let go of him, placing his hands back on Gackt's chest. Kirito looked Gackt in the eyes with that look of want...that look of need. His face slowly crept back towards Gackt's, and Kirito's soft lips met Gackt's own once again. He wrapped his arms around Gackt's neck, his tongue parting between Gackt's lips; exploring his mouth. Kirito's tongue searched every corner of Gackt's mouth... he tasted so good.
Kirito broke the kiss, he needed to breathe. He placed his hands back on Gackt's cheeks and Gackt looked back at him. His face displayed an expression Kirito hadn't seen before. Gackt looked pleased; as if he had realized Kirito's need. Kirito kissed Gackt softly, their lips barely touching. Gackt finally reached up and caressed Kirito's face finally...what Kirito had wanted.
Kirito began to kiss Gackt deeply again, slowly lowering him to the floor. Gackt's eyes shut and he could feel the weight of Kirito's body on top of his. Gackt let out a sigh, a sigh of pure pleasure as Kirito straddled his legs, bending down to trace a trail down his chest with his tongue. Gackt's eyes were jolted open, accompanied by a surprised gasp as Kirito's tongue found its way over the tip of Gackt's obviously excited cock. A kiss was also placed there, light, teasing...and Gackt found himself tense again. Every expression that crossed Gackt's face was carefully noted by Kirito. He had to have Gackt wrapped around his little finger; he had to *play* with his food.
Kirito smirked playfully and peered up at Gackt's face, fingertips brushing the shaft of Gackt's erection idly with a feather-light touch. Gackt's eyes were once again closed, and after a moment or so of Kirito's teasing, he almost looked pained. Kirito pulled his hand away and looked at Gackt, who, without being preoccupied by Kirito's playing, was looking back at him.
"..You *can't* just stop there Kirito!" Gackt whined. Kirito's response was a dismissing shrug as he got up and sat on the couch. Gackt sighed heavily and sat up, but remained on the floor staring at Kirito. "Are you honestly just going to tease me like that?" Gackt continued. Kirito raised and dropped one shoulder in a tiny shrug and pouted.
"You weren't enjoying yourself." Kirito responded, crossing one leg over the other at the knee. "Not a single moan. You don't even want me, do you?" At this point Kirito's expression could almost be compared to that of a neglected child, of course, it was fake.
"..O-of course I do Kirito." Gackt assured him hesitantly, sitting up a little, leaning to rest his chin on Kirito's knee. Kirito looked down at Gackt and smirked. That good old wicked grin spreading across his lips.
"Prove it."
Gackt knew that he was going to finally have to show his true feelings for Kirito. He got up from the floor, and sat in Kirito's lap. He ran his hands up Kirito's chest and held onto his shoulders. He looked Kirito in the eyes... and smiled. Tackling Kirito on the couch playfully, Gackt held Kirito down... hovering above him with the evilest of smiles. Kirito relaxed, he was ready for anything Gackt had planned.
Gackt tilted his head down to begin lapping at Kirito's left nipple; then his right. His tongue moved his tongue down Kirito's tensing body slowly, his intent to cause excruciating arousal. Gackt stopped at Kirito's stomach and started back up his body. His hands found their way to the inside of Kirito's thighs, rubbing that sensitive skin there before moving his hands again, palms resting on his face. Gackt kissed Kirito passionately sliding his body down Kirito's. He ran his tongue up the length of Kirito's cock which coaxed a small gasp from Kirito's lips. For once, Gackt felt like he was completely in the position of power...and he liked it. Gackt let his tongue run up the shaft of Kirito's cock several times, teasing the head now and again with a small flick of the tip of his tongue.
/you get what you give Kirito../ Gackt thought with a smug smirk as he opened his mouth to take in the head of Kirito's erection. Kirito moaned audibly, arching his back a little bit in an attempt to force Gackt to take the rest of him into his mouth. Gackt wouldn't hear of it and he raised his head to look at Kirito. Kirito blinked, the small moment of euphoria had ended but his erection still throbbed with lust.
"Oh no you don't, Gackt.." Kirito growled, not willing to be teased as he had teased Gackt. He sat up just enough to put both of his hands flat on the back of Gackt's head. His fingers tangled themselves in Gackt's hair as he yanked his head downward. Gackt was taken by surprise as Kirito's length was taken into his mouth by force. He gagged a bit, trying to relax his throat muscles to accommodate this..foreign object. Gackt's head throbbed from having his hair yanked on and he hadn't quite adjusted himself to give head to Kirito properly yet. But Kirito was relentless, he thrust his hips upward and pulled back. Fucking Gackt's throat in a sense. Gackt really had no say in this situation, his head was still being held firmly in place by Kirito's hands. Kirito's head was tilted back as far as it could go in a laying position and his mouth gaped open in pleasure. A small moan would escape him here and there until he tensed and let out a scream loud enough to shatter glass. Gackt had decided to drag his upper teeth along Kirito's shaft. He had to breathe and it was hard to do so with someone's cock in your mouth. Gackt had thought the teething would be the best option until his head was yanked back up, his eyes falling upon a enraged Kirito. Gackt swallowed hard as he studied Kirito's face.
/That *can't* be a good expression../
He silently wished he hadn't done that.
Kirito slid himself out from under Gackt carefully, still holding onto Gackt's messy blonde hair.
"I don't think you would want me to do that to you, now would you Gackt?" Kirito asked, his voice surprisingly calm. Gackt shook his head, he almost trembled. "So why did you do that to me?" Kirito continued. Gackt averted his eyes to the couch and took in a deep breath.
"...I had to breathe." Gackt explained. Kirito smirked slightly and stood, grabbing one of Gackt's arms in a near death grip. He yanked Gackt off of the couch and shoved him towards the next room. Which, as luck would have it, was the bedroom.
"Boy, when I get done with you, you won't remember *how* to breathe." Kirito threatened, giving Gackt's ass a good hard smack. That smack sent Gackt reeling into the bedroom and Kirito shut the door behind them.
With Gackt safely locked in his own bedroom, Kirito stalked towards him, extending one hand to firmly shove Gackt onto the bed. Obliging to the push, Gackt toppled onto the bed and scurried into a seated position. Kirito looked down on him, something was in his eyes...pity? Kirito moved swiftly about the room, searching for something. He stopped abruptly in front of a window, light from outside barely illuminating his lithe body through the thick drapery. Kirito's hand wrapped around the cord used to withdraw the drapes and he yanked hard, pulling the cord free from its place and almost dislodging the drapes entirely. He grinned a bit, grasping the cord tightly in both hands he snapped it tightly until it might pull apart. Gackt simply watched, frightened, quivering...and excited
Cord in hand, Kirito got onto the bed next to Gackt and pushed him down onto his back with one hand, straddling him. He pulled Gackt's hands together and wrapped the cord around his combined wrists tightly, he would *not* get away. With a knot secured, the cord and Gackt's hands were fastened to the headboard behind him. Gackt squirmed underneath Kirito, struggling a bit to get his hands free but to no avail. Looking around, Kirito searched once again. Gackt would get what he deserved for that stunt. Kirito dismounted and got off of the bed, moving to a nightstand that sat lonely against a wall. The surface held a book, a lamp, cigarettes and..what's this?
"Candles...how quaint." Kirito said through a grin, picking one candle up, studying the flawless white wax for a moment. He had also taken ahold of a lighter that sat on top of Gackt's cigarettes and he proceeded to light the candle's wick. Kirito grinned down at Gackt maliciously and Gackt swallowed hard once again. "We'll wait until the wax starts pooling..." Kirito explained, holding the candle, now looking into the flame.
When the candle was good and ready, Kirito got onto the bed carefully.
"You're not going to...." Gackt started to ask.
Smiling with pseudo-innocence Kirito tilted the candle downward, sending a stream of hot wax cascading down onto Gackt's chest. Gackt never finished his question, and he broke the silence of the room with a scream. A beautiful noise that weakened Kirito's knees and melted his spine. Gackt's spine arched, casting his wax-burned chest further off the bed in an arch. Kirito looked down at him for a moment, his eyes taking in the beauty of his little slave.
As Gackt's scream died down, Kirito ran one fingertip over the waxy lines on Gackt's chest lightly, looking down at him. Gackt simply returned the look rather blankly. Kirito leaned down, his skin just barely brushing Gackt's. His lips breezed against Gackt's cheek and he whispered to him,
"...Are you sorry yet?"
Gackt looked down to his wax-stained chest then raised his eyes to stare back at him, eyes narrowed. No answer, but the look on his face screamed "no" to Kirito. A small chuckle from the captor.
"Hmm..We'll take care of that." Kirito snickered evilly. He returned to that nightstand, and studied the lamp. "Wonder what I could do with this thing.." Kirito mused, laughing under his breath. Kirito unplugged the lamp and removed it from the nightstand, setting it on the bed. Gackt peered over anxiously to see what Kirito was up to. After yanking the cord from the lamp itself, Kirito began to split it down the middle. Gackt's stomach began to knot as Kirito looked over his shoulder to smile innocently at him. Once the cord was split to Kirito's satisfaction, he took the plug and jammed it back into the wall, into a closer outlet. He could feel the electricity course through the cord as he tapped it against his hand. Gackt's eyes widened considerably and he squirmed with all his strength. The sight of small sparks every now and again was not the most exciting thing. Kirito laughed softly and smiled, that smile that sends shivers down your spine. "So are you sorry yet?" Kirito asked once again. Gackt simply didn't answer. A wicked grin spread across Kirito's face... he raised the cord and whipped Gackt across his chest.
Gackt yelped, his whold body tensing as that electric whip slammed across his chest, leaving small welts in its wake. He couldn't really feel the electricity itself, but the combination was almost unbearable. A few salty tears gathered in Gackt's eyes as he bit down on his lower lip, trying not to concentrate on the pain he was in.
"Kirito, please..." Gackt begged in a trembling voice, his watery eyes looking down at the fresh wounds on his chest
Kirito watched Gackt shake, close to breaking down in tears. It's not like he didn't feel sorry for the poor bastard but he deserved it. In a rare moment of sympathy, Kirito reached down to caress Gackt's wounded chest for a brief moment. Kirito crawled up onto Gackt and leaned down, Gackt could feel his breath stream by his ear.
"Say you're sorry, or else you're going to be punished."
Gackt still refused to say he was sorry. Kirito got off of him and said in an excited voice,
"You asked for it.."
It took some trying, but Kirito managed to get Gackt over onto his stomach. With the cuffs off and Gackt's wrists free, Gackt rubbed at his sore wrists and arms, trying to get some circulation back.
"Ohh... this is going to be great!" Kirito said devilishly, his eyes focused on Gackt's lovely backside. Kirito licked his lips, rubbing his hands together. He got up on top of Gackt, kind of straddling Gackt's lower back in a sense. He ran his hands up and down Gackt's back, then massaged his shoulders. Leaning down, he gave Gackt a gentle kiss on the cheek, then whispered, "Remember Gackt, you asked for this." Gackt shuddered against Kirito's weight..it wasn't hard to tell that the man was quite obviously excited. Kirito pulled himself off of Gackt and crawled behind him, near the end of the bed. Taking one more moment to look at the adonis before him, he grabbed Gackt at the waist and pulled him up into the "hands and knees" position. Gackt hung his head down, he felt like such a bitch. Kirito proceeded to grab Gackt's ass and smack it gently...so firm. He leaned forward and bit a fleshy part of Gackt's back gently. Not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make him even more uncomfortable. Kirito's tongue found itself running down Gackt's back and teasing near the entrance that Kirito so longed for. Gackt, surprised, jolted forward and Kirito laughed. Gackt tensed up as he felt one of Kirito's fingers slide into him... he cringed in pain when he felt another go in. Kirito was widening his entrance.
Kirito sat up on his knees and began to position himself. Gackt looked over his shoulder and gave Kirito a helpless look. Kirito laughed,
"Gackt, don't look at me like that. Remember, my dear, you asked for this."
Gackt dropped his head again, knowing what was next. Kirito grabbed Gackt's hips with both of his hands and slowly began to slide his cock into Gackt. He cried in pain, his hands ripping at the sheets below him. Kirito's hips thrust as he rammed into Gackt hard. He could almost swear he felt Gackt's delicate tissues shredding under the enormous strain.
Freeing one hand, Kirito took Gackt's cock into his grasp. It was only right that Gackt get *some* pleasure out of this. Gackt's eyes widened, he was half expecting Kirito to rip his dick right off. With surprising care, Kirito stroked Gackt's cock. All the while slamming into his ass at an increasing rate. Gackt screamed in a euphroric state of pain. Kirito kept up with a steady pace, thrusting in and out of Gackt, while sliding his hand over Gackt's erection. Kirito tilted his head back and moaned loudly, leaving his mouth to gape open in ecstasy. Gackt closed his eyes tightly, his body jolting forward with the force of Kirito's every thrust. He let out a shuddering moan as Kirito picked up the pace with his hand.
Kirito continued to plunge into Gackt, harder and faster, moaning progressively louder. He knew he was about to climax. Kirito gave a little squeeze to Gackt's cock, stroking him faster, keeping time with his thrusts. Both Kirito's and Gackt's chests heaved with heavy breaths, beads of sweat began to glisten across Kirito's body.
A sudden yelp escaped from Kirito's throat as he leaned back, his body near convulsing. A wild cry of euphoria followed as Kirito sent his cum streaming into Gackt. However, Kirito continued his thrusts, slowing down gradually; allowing Gackt to enjoy the sensation.. and he was. Gackt let out a rather audible moan..the sensations of Kirito's climax inside of him and his gentle stroking were almost too much to bear at once. A few more motions and the job was done. Gackt cried out in ecstasy...he cried out Kirito's name.
Stunned, Kirito let his hand drop and he withdrew himself from Gackt, who promptly flipped around and collapsed onto his back. Kirito followed suit, slowly lowering himself on top of Gackt. Not that it made much of an impact..Kirito was always too thin to be healthy. So they both lay there, too breathless to utter a single word. Kirito positioned his head on Gackt's chest. A few strands of his hair were enough to gather a small whimper from Gackt as they brushed over those welts. It would be a shame if they scarred. Looking back on the moment that he had been possessed to whip Gackt, Kirito felt regret. He settled himself quickly to spare Gackt more pain and simply listened to the gentle beating of Gackt's heart.
Once Gackt had composed himself, he spoke barely audibly..a plea.
"Please let me go..."
A whisper of a reply.
"Just a little longer."
Kirito's allowed his eyes to drift shut for a moment before reopening them to look down upon the damage he had caused to Gackt's body. Somehow, it seemed that nothing could alter the beauty of that man. He was beautiful when he smiled, alluring when he teased...pretty when he cried. Kirito was jealous..and jealousy prompts people to do some evil things. It had been so long since Kirito had touched anyone...or been touched himself. He was beginning to think he'd forgotten how to feel. He was sure of what he felt now, however..he felt horrible.
Some time elapsed in silence...when Gackt awoke, Kirito was gone.