THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN CHAPTER TWO. PLEASE DO NOT READ.
This is the only (rated M) Kakeru x Kyo fic on the ENTIRE SITE. :0
It's kind of a genius couple pairing. This was requested by ben4kevin, who's always been my biggest fan and has commented on all my stories, every chapter. My biggest thanks are represented in this story. ;3
Summary: Kakeru has learned about Kyo's secret. And he's not going to let this opportunity go to waste.
Warning: yaoi, boyXboy, blackmail, non-con, rape(ish) scenarios, sex, smut, the whole nine-yards, foot fetish, stupidity on Kyo's part
Rating: 'M' for smut, lemons, sex, yaoi
"Kyo." I turned to see Kakeru, Yuki's friend, leaning against the hall's wall.
"What?" I asked, trying not to sound too short. I was on my way home, and Tohru said she would wait for me.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?" Kakeru asked, looking blasé.
"I don't have time." I responded.
"This'll only take a second, I promise." Kakeru said, pushing himself off the wall and walking past me. "I just need to ask you something. It's about Tohru." He pushed open a door down the hall.
I sighed. If it was about Tohru... "Fine. But I only have a minute."
"Of course." Kakeru said. I walked into the room as he held it open. Once I walked inside I heard a distinct 'click'. I turned around to see Kakeru slip a key inside his pocket. "It helps these situations to be the student council president." He smiled at me warmly.
"Okay, what is it?" I asked, annoyed. What was this big secret that Kakeru had to lock the door?
"I know about what you are."
"What?" I asked, confused.
"I know what you are, Kyo." Kakeru repeated, a small smile remaining on his face.
"I don't have time for this bullshit," I growled. Kakeru was just wasting my time. "Unlock the door."
"No." Kakeru kept his poker face, staring at me from across the room. My frown deepened. "You don't understand what I'm saying, Mr. Cat."
"Don't call me that." I snarled at him. Some kids had picked up the nickname from the time when all the cats hung off of me.* "I don't know what you want, but I'm not in the mood for games. Move."
"Games sound like fun to me." Kakeru smirked. "You sure are dense, Sohma-kun."
"Wait…" I said, something finally clicking. "What is it that you know?"
"I know why you can't 'hug girls.'" He said, smiling.
I paled. There was no way Kakeru could have found out. I hadn't hugged anyone, especially in front of him! "I don't know what you're talking about." I said, trying and failing to keep a poker face.
"You can't pull out of this one." Kakeru said. "I have concrete evidence." I swallowed, feeling impossibly tense.
"Tell anyone? I won't." Kakeru cut me off with a wave of his hand. "But I'll need you to do something for me."
"What?" I asked, skeptic.
"Let me fuck you."
"THE FUCK?! Two guys can't…have sex, you moron!" I yelled, face flushed.
"NO! No way in Hell would I ever do it with you!" I tried to shove past him, but he pushed me back soundly with one hand.
"Then I'll tell everyone your secret." Kakeru's smile was fading.
I'd forgotten about that. "There must be something else I can do!" I nearly begged.
Kakeru looked at me heavily for a moment. "No." He finally said, a stern yet reproachful gaze falling upon me. "I need you, Kyo. I want you, and I always get what I want."
Kakeru started walking steadily towards me, eyes never leaving mine. He back me up until I hit a desk."Kyo." Was all the warning I got before he captured my lips with his.
The way Kakeru kissed me made me feel disgusted, but at the same time weak in the knees. Honestly, I'd never been kissed before. The sensation alarmed me, and I tried pushing him off, only to find him as strong as the stupid rat.
Kakeru's mouth got more needy against my own, and I felt his tongue push through my lips and run along my teeth, almost like her was trying to get inside my mouth. I started to yell at him, when he slid to organ inside. If the kiss before made my heart race, it now made it explode.
I found myself moaning. Kakeru, upon hearing this, gripped me tighter with left hand, while his right slid my back and started massaging my ass. Kakeru ran his fingers along the seam of my pants, gently caressing the cleft. It felt strange, hot almost. He dug his finger deeper, pressing harshly again my opening. My breath hitched noticeably and my hands flew from my sides to grab onto Kakeru's shirt.
Kakeru lifted his mouth from mine, to suck on my neck, his hands rubbing through the fabric of my pants. Despite myself, my dick was starting to harden. Now that Kekeru's lips were otherwise occupied, I could speak.
"Stop! Let me go and get off!" I yelled, starting to push against Kakeru's chest. His expression grew angry, and I felt his hands move from my lower half to grab my shoulders.
"Shut up. You don't have a choice anymore." Kaker u shoved me hard, sending my body toppling over the desk. I looked up, slightly breath taken, to see him breathing harshly, eyes never leaving me, as he slipped off his school jacket. "Kyo," He moaned.
Kakeru once again went down on me, mouth finding mine. Yet this time, the kiss started fast. His tongue swept along my teeth, the inside of my mouth, pushing against my tongue. Suddenly everything seemed a lot more serious.
I felt my shirt being pulled up my chest, Kakeru's coarse hands running along my stomach, up to my nipples. My hands found themselves groping on Kakerus' body, trying to find purchase. I found his hips, and grabbed on, unintentionally shoving them upwards into mine.
The hardness that ground in to me was unmistaken able. He let out a low growl as I arched my back, digging our hips together. "God dammit," he groaned, rubbing into me. I realized my own arousal was completely stiff, and I felt my hips moving with his, creating a strange rhythm.
"No..." I moaned, this was going too far.
"You're so sexy and you don't even realize it." Kakeru whispered into my ear, giving me goosebumps. He leaned off of me, and stared down at my face. I'm sure I looked terrible—flushed, sweating, lips wet and swollen, hair disarrayed. Yet all I could feel was desire rolling off of him.
"I can't do this." Suddenly Kakeru was off of me. I looked up, in a shocked aroused daze, as he picked up his jacket from the floor. The hardness in the front of Kakeru's pants was straining against the fabric. He looked back at me, still lying on the desk, shirt pulled up.
Kakeru clenched his fists and turned his head quickly. "I'm sorry," He mumbled, heading towards the door.
TA EFFIN DAH.
That took so bloody long to write! I've already started working on chapter 2, and I was originally going to make this a one shot, but it was getting too long.
ben4kevin, thank you for the constant support of my stories. I promise to get the foot fetish into to the next chapter.
~Wobsie (/^.^)/ \(^o^\)