"nn... ah... S-Stein... n-no... don't cut me again... please." The red headed Deathscythe moaned out. He was pinned to the bed by soulthreads, placed there by the white haired man stradling him. "ehehehehe but, Spirit, it's such a pretty color, your blood... and you know that after the little pain... I'll make you feel better than ever." Stein ran a hand down Spirit's bleeding chest, gaining a slight groan from Spirit. Spirit turned his head and closed his eyes as he felt the cold, wet blade of Stein's favorite tool cutting a line across his stomach. The cut wasn't deep, it was actually very shallow, just deep enough to cause pain. Stein's hand ran further down his partner's lean body, to his stomach, his hip, and to his member. The Deathscythe gasped at the feel of his friend's hand on his groin. The white-haired man began to gently pump his weapon's length, earning a wonderful sounding moan from the man beneath him. Spirit looked at his meister and said "S-Stein... p-please--" Before he could finish his sentence, Stein's lips crashed down on Spirit's, locking the two in an intense kiss, all while Stein still pumped his partner's shaft. Spirit moaned into the kiss because of the wonderful friction his patner's hand provided. Stein pulled away and he placed the blade of his scalpel on Spirit's cheek, then dragged it along lightly. Spirit didn't know whether to groan in pain at the fresh wound or moan in pleasure when his friend began to pump him faster, more aggressively. Stein smirked crazily and then leaned in and licked the blood now dripping down Spirit's cheek. He trailed his tounge along Spirit's jaw, then down his neck, to his collar bone. The redhead beneathe him moaned again. "Stein... please... don't make me wait anymore... p-please stop torturing me..." said Spirit, he was begging Stein to just take him, he felt humilliated that he was reduced to begging for his friend's love. Stein smirked and said in a low voice "What was that, Spirit? I didn't quite catch it." The redhead's cheeks began to turn red and he said "P-please Stein.... stop torturing me... just... please..." Spirit closed his eyes and his face became almost as red as his hair. Stein grinned and he whispered in a husky, low voice "Please what?" Spirit looked up at Stein, his eyes were glazed with want and he said "Stein... Please... Fuck me..."(A/N No other way to put that.) Stein's grin stretched further, showing most of his teeth and he would be happy to oblige. He whispered in Spirit's ear "Gladly." Stein had already stripped Spirit of his shirt and pants, leaving just his boxers. The white-haired man used his scalpel to cut off his friend's boxers freeing his arrousal. Stein looked at his weapon's need and he said "Well, Spirit, it looks like you really want me. Amazing that you still want me so badly after I've performed so many experiments on you." Spirit looked away momentarrily, emabrrassed at the fact that no matter how Stein treated him, it was always so easy for the madman to turn him on. Stein smirked and he twisted the bolt in his head. Spirit looked at him as the bolt clicked and then stopped, the one turning it saying "hm... where to begin. Should I start here," Stein said as he ran his hand down his friend's side, then slid his hand around to the back, holding the redhead's ass, "or here?" Stein ran his other hand down Spirit's chest, lower, lower, untill he reached his desired extremity. Spirit gasped and twisted a little. The scientist smirked and said "Hm... I guess that's my answer..." Before he did anything else to his weapon, the meister removed his own clothes. Of course, he didn't take his clothes off like a sane person, no, he cut them off with his favorite disecting tool. When they were both undressed, Stein smirked and kissed his lover on the lips passionnately. Their tounges fighting for dominance, then with out warning, Stein pulled away. He began to kiss down Spirit's body. He kissed down his friend's chest and abdomen, then further down. Stein had released the soulthread stitches that had held Spirit down and Spirit now balled his hands in the sheets. Stein glanced up at his partner before taking Spirit's need in his mouth. Spirit's eyes snapped open when he felt the wet warmth of the madmand's mouth around him. He let out a long moan as Stein began to take more of him into his mouth. Spirit couldn't help but moan as his meister took him in to his mouth all the way to the base. Stein was enjoying himself, he loved how Spirit would squirm and moan his name and beg for more. Stein had already gotten Spirit arroused so it didn't take long for him to reach his climax, when he did Spirit moaned Stein's name. Stein smirked internally at the sound of his name being said like that and he swallowed down every last drop of his weapon's seed. The madman crawled up his redheaded lover's body and he kissed the still slightly shaking man beneath him passionately, completely dominating the kiss from it's begining. Spirit wasn't in control of his body and his hips jerked up, casing friction between Stein and himself. Stein moaned slightly into the kiss, then he pulled away. Spirit looked up at Stein slight confusion in his already want-filled eyes. Stein smirked and he reached over to the counter and grabbed a small bottle of lube. Spirit watched his meister as Stein squirted some of the lube onto his fingers. Stein eyed his partner as if he were his prey and he slipped his hand under Spirit and began to play with the tight ring of muscle, slipping a finger into his lover. Spirit gasped at the sudden intrusion and shifted slightly in discomfort. Stein whispered "relax Spirit." Spirit tried his best to relax, after a few moments of gettting used to Stein's finger, he nodded. Stein slipped in another finger and started to stretch his out his weapon. Spirit bit his lip, he was a little uncomroftable, but he knew the discomfort would lead into pleasure. Once Stein knew Spirit was sufficiently stretched, he removed his fingers and positioned himself. Stein leaned over Spirit and whispered in his ear "Ready or not, here i come." Spirit braced himself as Stein pushed in to him. Stein grinned, he loved the feel of Spirit's heat around him. Spirit moaned out loudly. Stein began to pull out, then push back in, like the tide of the ocean. The redhead moaned louder as his lover pushed back into him. Stein had been arroused the minute he had thought up this idea and it wouldn't take much to push him over the edge. He knew he'd pull Spirit over the edge with him. As Stein repeated the motion, angling his thrusts so he'd hit the deathscythe's prostate, making him not moan, but scream out Stein's name. This alone nearly sent the madman over the edge, but he held out. He hit that same spot again, Spirit screamed his name again, throwing his head back and wrapping his arms around his lover's neck. Stein couldn't hold out any longer and he filled Spirit with his seed. Spirit moaned loudly and he was dragged over the edge with his madman lover. Stein collapsed on top of the redhead, the milky white substance between them acting almost like a very weak adhesive. The two were panting in unison. Stein looked up at his lover and said "I love you, Spirit." He removed his now softening member and moved so he could kiss and embrace his best friend. "I love you too Stein." Spirit said breathlessly. Then the weapon and meister drifted off to a light sleep...

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