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Pleasure Garden
Chapter 5
By WhiteWings9
Krad stood in cool silence at the doorframe, watching as his redheaded pet drink water. He observed the way his lips were pressed against the glass, the way his throat moved as he swallowed, exposed skin simply asking to be kissed, teethed, licked. Daisuke finished his drink and set the glass down on the counter with a chink. He turned around and froze at the sight of his master; shock gave way to fluster, and he lowered his head meekly, submissively.
Eyelids drooped over gold, and something stirred inside Krad. The sight of the grovelling boy was beginning to irritate him. Suddenly he wanted to hurt him – no, tear him. Hear him whimper in that sickeningly endearing voice of his, pleading painfully in its puppy-like innocence. Harm him bodily and watch him submitting, writhing in pleasure and slicked in sweat and cum, even as he begged for him to stop.
Daisuke knew something was wrong the moment his master took hold of his forearm and he looked into cat-like gold. Before he could protest, Krad silenced him with a hard kiss, cold, bruising and dispassionate. With a frightened squeak, Daisuke pulled away – a stinging slap landed across his cheek, triggering a shameful flow of tears.
“Undress,” Krad hissed in a tone that demanded instant obedience.
Willing away his tears, feeling sick to the stomach, Daisuke did as he was told and, with trembling hands, begin to take off his clothes. He pulled off his shirt, reached for the front of his trousers. Too slow.
Krad slammed him against the wall, hands groping to undo Daisuke’s zipper. When it prised open, he immediately eased in his throbbing member; after a few brutal thrusts, hips grinding painfully, jarring, he emptied himself forcefully into the enclosed space, bathing Daisuke in the warm stickiness of his essence.
Daisuke grimaced at the feel of the squelching mess, head turned away in shame. Krad’s lips searched for his to seal in a sloppy, lust-filled kiss, his tongue slipping into his mouth. He could feel the intruding muscle sliding over his own in a gentle massage, creating wet, sucking noises. It pushed in to the back of his throat then pulled out, in and out, a mock mimicry of the events to unfold.
Krad finally pulled away, drawing out his softening member. He gazed appreciatively at Daisuke; trembling, half-naked, lower abdomen spattered with cum.
“You’ve grown hard,” he whispered seductively. A smirk twisted the corners of his lips as a horrified blush crept into Daisuke’s cheeks. “Did you enjoy it that much, how I came all over you?”
Daisuke felt terribly embarrassed and could not bring himself to face his master. Krad moved in to kiss him again, his demeanour changing radically. This time the kiss was soft, almost loving. A small sob choked from Daisuke – he felt himself weakening to his master’s ministrations, knees buckling and head tilted back as Krad gained full control, the kiss deepening ferociously, hungrily.
A hand slid over his stomach, smearing cum as it inched its way into his undone trousers. Slowly it slipped into the wet warmth, and Daisuke squirmed as it fisted his shaft, index finger pressing into the tip. A low moan reverberated up his throat; in a grip of panic Daisuke seized hold of his master’s hand, eyes swimming with fresh tears.
“Please stop,” he begged in a frightened whisper that was barely audible and all too easily ignored. Krad patiently pulled away his hands, and Daisuke found that he could only stay helplessly still as he was unwillingly serviced. His eyes begin to glaze, his breathing grew erratic; the only show of his reluctance was in the way his back pressed tightly against the wall, as if trying to melt into the bricks.
Krad’s smirk grew with each gasp the boy elicited. He withdrew his hand at last, and was satisfied to find it coated with warm pre-cum. Golden eyes never leaving Daisuke’s flushed inviting face, he brought the drenched fingers to his lips and ran his tongue along them, licking off the mess in a fastidious, erotic fashion.
The provocative sight sent a stab of guilty excitement running up Daisuke’s spine. He watched transfixed, mouth opened slightly and eyes half-lidded in unmasked pleasure. It barely registered when Krad kissed him again, letting him taste himself on his lips.
“Nn!” eyes screwed shut, Daisuke’s hands formed a weak resistance as they pushed against his master. The fingers probing his entrance begin to force themselves in, sliding wetly into tight warmth. Krad kissed his neck, tasting the salt of beading sweat. His lips curved into another smirk; with each thrust his little redhead elicited a shuddering gasp, trembling all over. He had the boy exactly where he wanted; resistance annulled and body begging for release.
Abruptly, Krad pulled out his fingers and swallowed Daisuke’s whimpering protest with a passionless kiss. He saw the longing in Daisuke’s bright red eyes, shadowed with confusion.
“M-master?” he breathed, quivering and sounding pitiful.
Krad’s eyes narrowed as he regarded him. “You must hate me,” he said suddenly in a deadly soft voice. At Daisuke’s growing confusion, he continued, “I’ve hurt you, raped you – ” Daisuke shivered at the snarl “ – now I want to hear you tell me. How much do you hate me?”
Krad paused. He had on a feral smile, but his eyes remained cold, watching Daisuke.
“I d-don’t ... hate you,” Daisuke said at last. “I n-never ... hated y-you ... because I ...” He swallowed, then rushed, “Master, I-I ... love you!”
Tears cascaded down his cheeks as he blurted the last of his words. He bit his lip, horrified.
“Love?” Krad, who had listened impassively, uttered in slight bewilderment. The boy closed his eyes as his master’s warm breath ghosted over his lips, his trembling growing more violent. He seemed to press harder into the brick wall, cowering like an animal expecting to be beaten. Krad, who had taken pleasure in his hurt, his misery, found himself suddenly unable to look at him; averted his eyes. The answer wasn’t what he expected. He wanted to ask – why?
“I’m s-s-sorry,” Daisuke hiccupped. He began to shiver slightly from the cold.
The events that unfolded from that point seemed to blur. Krad slowly thumbed away his tears and brought his face closer to his. Their lips hovered close, their breath mingling, growing steamy. Then the distance lessened and they shared a kiss, slow and passionate, and deepening. Daisuke’s sobs muted to pleasurable moans as their tongues entwined, sucking and licking. Krad came in strong, this time not controlling it but losing himself into the kiss as well. It grew more and more heated, saliva streaked down the corner of Daisuke’s mouth, until at last it broke, leaving them panting for air.
Daisuke’s face was flushed. He opened his eyes and met amber ones, holding his gaze and studying the tears clinging to his lashes. Slowly, Krad brought his hand to caress Daisuke’s cheek, and he watched as the boy leaned to his touch, his ruby eyes drooping, closing.
“I’ve always loved you.”
A/n: I’ve been working on this fic for, what, two years now? Sorry it took forever to update! I have no excuse, only that I was lazy and I don’t deserve the kind attention you readers have given me. I get the odd review, fave and alert, so I am reminded that it’s still sitting around waiting for me to finish. My writing style has changed quite a bit in that time, so this chapter might feel inconsistent to the previous four.
Also, I’m afraid I will be putting my yaoi writing days behind me now. Much as I enjoyed it, it’s just too tiring to come up with new ideas one after another. I’m finding shonen-ai much more enjoyable to write, it’s subtle and more fulfilling than mindless buttsex. As you can see, I kind of tailed off at the end of this chapter. Not that there’s anything wrong with yaoi, I do like to read the odd pr0n now and again, hehe! Just that, I feel it’s time to move on and develop my writing. I won’t say I’ll never write yaoi again, just that it’ll probably be few and far between, maybe the odd oneshot or two if that.
So apologies again – god, I do nothing but apologise in these sections... I’m trying to wrap up this fic soon, I owe it to you that much at least, so you won’t be left hanging anymore. The next chapter is likely to be the last and short. I hope you will give me your support for my future ventures. Thank you again for sticking with me and for not giving up hope!
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