Abbreviated Peace

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I sighed into my normal evening cup of coffee, watching the slow business routine in my favorite diner move. It was Friday again, almost exactly a week since the last night I had time to visit the club, and I would be getting there as soon as I paid my bill for dinner. My waitress was a slightly chubby woman in her mid-thirties I guessed, and a very humble person about most everything that I could tell.

“Anything else, Rex?” She asked.
”No thanks, I’ll need to be leaving.”
”Alright, here’s your bill and I hope you have a great weekend.”
”You too, Charley. See you next week.”

I waved to the woman as I made my way towards the cash register, slip of paper in hand and moving to pull my credit card from my back pocket. I stood at the front desk and waited for the host to get there and charge me, eyes wondering around the cozy little Shoney’s Diner. I didn’t see that many people, mostly elder patrons reading a newspaper or eating happily with their families. I smiled in spite myself, remembering every time I had tried to convince myself into liking women, for the mere fact that I could have my own children, but the fake act got old and I had finally let that dream go a long time ago. I shake my head slightly; pay what I owed to the tall young man that had run up to the back of the register and leave.

I’m in no rush and take my time walking down the street a little ways to where I had parallel parked my metallic blue mustang. It was a nice day, the weather beautiful, as it was in between warm and cool with a small, calm breeze circulating. It was nearing the middle of the spring season, my favorite part of the year as a matter of fact.

The drive was peaceful to me, the top put back on the convertible part of my car, and I was tempted to close my eyes at the feeling of the wind whipping my hair behind me, but refrained due to the fact I was driving down a semi-busy road in the middle of Plymouth.

It wasn’t long until I found the entrance to the underground parking lot to the club, the horizon finally catching the impending darkness and soaking the rest of the sky in it. I noticed it was just brinking on seven, and I wasn’t surprised when I saw from across the dimly lit lot that Kaiba and Jou had just arrived. I closed my car door and locked it, turning the alarm on to which it beeped and Jou snapped his head around, smiling broadly.

“Hey Wild!”
”Good evening Puppy, Dragon.” I bid, saying their real names out loud while within a one-block radius of this place forbidden, and accepted Kaiba’s quiet nod as a reply after noticing the cell phone pressed to his ear. Jou rolled his eyes at his lover and wrapped his black trench coat around him tighter as a draft hit us. Without asking I knew he was only adorning the tiny pair of hot pants under the coat, his feet covered barely in a pair of flip flops that he would have to immediately take off before getting into the club portion. The Pets were lucky all the floors were carpeted, and that the bathrooms for the members were lavish and never dirty.

We listened to Kaiba’s somewhat light conversation all the way up the elevator and even then down the plain, dark hallway that branched off into offices mainly. It was for the regular staff that kept this place running with the help of Master Pharaoh, so it wasn’t made up as generous as everything else, which was only because this part non-members would never see, therefore they didn’t have to impress anyone with this part of the club.

Jou stopped off at the last door on our right a few paces away from the entrance that would take us into the bar half of the street-level area. He stripped himself of his trench coat and walked a little ways into the walk-in closet, placing his coat on a hanger and kicking his shoes into a locker beneath it with his Pet name on it. Kaiba handed him his own trench but kept his shoes on as Jou set to placing his Trainer’s things with his. This was when Kaiba hung up with his younger brother after bidding him good night and pocketed the device.

“How’s he doing?” Jou asked, returning to close the door again. Kaiba shrugged,
”Fine, Molly made him dinner before she left for the evening and he was doing homework when I called.”

With that the conversation was cut short as the soundproof metal doors were opened to assault us with the heavy music and loud voices. We were met immediately by two bulky bouncers who checked our member ID’s and then let us pass with small nods and blank faces, completely dedicated to their jobs. I grinned back before I turned and breathed in the thick atmosphere, nodding back to Jou and Kaiba as they parted with me to immediately take up their positions at the bar, Kaiba relieving Trainer Clown from his position. The tall young man with billowing bangs of sandy brown hair that covered one forest green eye smiled and sighed tiredly, moving out from behind the counter to disappear with Honda leading him, off to meet an appointment obviously.

Before anything else could happen Eiji, who smiled and took my most important things to be put back into tack ack room for safekeeping, approached me. He had already obtained Kaiba’s things seeing as how Jou had already put all of his belongings in his locker. I thanked him before he headed off and turned to observe the dance floor. Impulse hit me, and I took a deep breath before joining the mob on the main platform. My nerves were jittery and my mood extremely enlightened this week for some reason and I wanted to move, wanted to grind, even though I usually didn’t. I squeezed through people, swaying with them as I made my way for the heart of the group and stopped when I caught site of a rather intriguing young man. He had bright, obviously artificially dyed orange hair and striking brown eyes that caught mine, his lithe body moving inside a case of tight black pants that didn’t look like leather but shown like silk. His shirt was translucent, bronze in color and metallic as it clung to his nicely formed chest, accenting his surprisingly pale skin. Without really thinking, like people are prone to doing here, I made my way behind him and encircled his waist firmly, pulling him back to meet me.

When he didn’t protest I ground my hips against his backside, and he leant over slightly, pushing back harder. If I hadn’t been in such a good mood and needing to dance some of this excess energy out of my system I would have left him. I found him too aggressive, and that displeased me, but instead of abandoning my openly responsive partner I ground harder, proclaiming my natural governance although I had no plans for this visitor other than to finish this song. He eventually ended up being the one to leave me, letting himself be occupied with another massive non-member that had come up in front of him.

I drifted away unfazed, moving with anyone as long as they didn’t try to claim me as the uke, and stayed on the floor for a good hour before my legs started to ache faintly. I ran a hand through my hair as I finally exited the tightly weaved spider-web of people and sighed, a touch surprised that the dancing hadn’t been arousing in the least. It felt strange, because usually the dirty movements would jumpstart my body a little, but tonight I felt like I was missing somethin
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I moved away to take a seat at one of the booths that I usually got and relaxed into the cushions, content once more after having worked some of my adrenaline off. I stretched, feeling the tightness of my leather tank top restraining some of my movements and heard the rustle of my loose leather pants. I had a thing for leather, sue me, but it was only when I was in a really good mood and able to put up with its restrictive nature. It’s why I had gotten the pants a size too big, so that they fit like my normal jeans would instead of like my shirt was now. I glanced down at my hands briefly, flexing my fingers from within their casing of black, finger-less riding gloves. War had said once that the outfit made me look more intimidating, and noted that it was because of the pyramid studs lining the cut-off sleeves and the fact the fabric formed perfectly around my muscles. I was proud of my appearance, knowing I had the body at least a few people wished they had. I liked my pride.

“Hey Wild, wanna a drink?” Jou chirped over the music, obviously in a similar mood to mine. I grinned,
”Yeah, just a Screw-Driver to start off with.”
”Ah, like usual I see. You really shouldn’t stay in routine like that, life could get boring!”

I chuckled and shook my head as he sauntered off, his mock sense of concern humorous.

I was vaguely surprised when Mai jogged up to me, a small expression of frantic distress barely hidden in her eyes. I frowned when she nearly threw herself at me, only to drag me off towards the bar to stand behind it, Kaiba not minding as he was too busy with customers and we were out of his way anyway.

“Rose, what’s wrong?”
”It’s Peace.”

I frowned deeper, and she shook her head, trying to catch the small bit of breath she had lost in hurrying through the club.

“What about Peace?” I keep my voice low and firm, and Mai looks around, licking dry lips.
”Tell me you used condoms whenever you were with him.” She demanded, and I felt myself pale slightly.
”Yes, he always made sure I did. Why? Rose, tell me now.”
”He has AIDS, Wild.” She said evenly, eyes hard but worried and mine widened.

“What?!”
”Do you know if any of the condoms did or might have broken?”
”No, none of them did. Peace always made sure they didn’t.”
”Then he must have known he had it before the symptoms started to get worse. Gods, I’m just glad he did. Your lucky as hell, you realize right?”

I shook my head and averted my eyes. There went my good mood. Mai continued with her little speech about how I needed to see a doctor right away and how if Peace was that thorough in making sure I wouldn’t have caught this disease then I was probably fine. The task I needed to take care of now was just to get the disturbing thought off my mind. I distantly felt her pat my shoulder and heard myself thank her quietly before moving back to my seat, my Screw-Driver waiting for me.

“Fuck.” I cursed, hitting the table with a balled fist lightly. I wasn’t mad, I was worried bd bed belief for Peace’s health. Why hadn’t he told me? I rubbed my forehead and tossed my my drink bitterly. I was suddenly in the mood to be dead drunk, but restrained, not wanting to order a House Pet for the night and hurt them. I didn’t want to lose my membership that way, it was dishonorable.

I looked up to search for Jou and order a stronger drink, but stopped when a head of turquoise caught my attention. I tried to follow the color, and found the pale boy that owned it walking along the back of the board walk with a small cardboard box in his thin arms. It was whom I had thought and partially hoped it was, Pet Venus, the exotic servant that I had bought for the night last Saturday. I wondered what he was doing when he walked towards the bar, and I noticed that scrawled on a flap of the box was written ‘Vodka’. He must have just been transferring more liquor from the back room to Kaiba, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off his body as he moved inside the scandalous shorts that were the only thing Pets were aloud to be seen in upstairs.

I felt a warmth run through me that I hadn’t felt since my last appointment here, with the boy, and squirmed a little bit in my seat, barely noticing Jou return to take my empty glass. I forgot completely to order another and almost didn’t return his nod before he disappeared. I realized then that the ‘thing’ I had been missing during the time I had chosen to dance was the boy I was almost drooling after now.

I moved and stood, walking towards the bar counter where Venus stood behind trading the box with a few sheets of paper from Kaiba. I made it as the silent one bent over to retrieve something from a cabinet against the wall near the floor, and I smirked at the view as I leant against the bar on my elbows. Kaiba cleared his throat and I looked to him only to find him grinning darkly.

“What do you need?” He asked, cleaning a short glass used for straight shots.
”I need, a ‘Violent Orgasm’.” I drawled out slowly, purposely seductive as I raked my eyes along the smooth curves of the body in front of me and watched as Venus tensed mid-way into standing. Kaiba visibly seemed confused, gaze moving between Venus and me even as he moved to make the request, but said nothing.

The boy stood straight after a few moments, and turned to face me just after I had wiped my expression clear of any conflicting emotions. Maybe I’d take this one again tonight, to relieve my stress and force me to forget about Peace. I wonder how he felt about the dungeons.

When the young man swallowed and twisted his hands together I realized I was making him nervous, and grinned gently, motioning for him to join me. He did, walking out from behind the counter and to the bar stool next to me, sitting gingerly and never taking his eyes from mine. I wondered if he found that comforting. Kaiba returned a minute after that to give me my requested drink, and I sipped generously, leaning now with my back against the bar and my body balanced by my own stool.

Once my order was gone I gazed around the room, and stood, looking back to Venus I reached out with my hand and waited to see if he would reject or accept the offer. I wanted to smile when he placed his hand in mine, but instead just pulled him to me as I stepped towards the dance floor. I didn’t miss how apprehensive he looked, but kept leading him towards the middle of the taut crowd of sweaty bodies anyway, pulling him to me closer and wrapping my arms around his agile body. He still looked unsure even when he lifted his own arms to grasp onto my shoulders, eyes steady as we started to move with the herd of people around us.

I controlled our swaying, even with the frantic pace set by the non-members near us, sliding against us, and kept my hands firmly planted where they were, one on Venus’s shoulder blades and the other on the small of his back. He was still gripping my shoulders loosely, silently observing me as I did him, and I decided I wanted to tease him a little more. After all, it had been so amusing the last time.

I bit the inside of my lip before placing both my opened palms on his nicely shaped rear, took hold and in the moment his eyes widened slightly I lifted his body upwards. He took the hint satisfactorily though, and at the right moment wrapped his flexible legs around my waist, now looking down at me slightly. I smirked and began grinding with him, the people on all sides still pushing against us enough so that I had some sense of friction and stability while thrusting my hips vaguely against his. He gasped and his eyes took on a faintly hooded look once more, rotating himself in time with me.

Our dancing became a little more demanding, and without closing my eyes I moved to the spot on his neck where I had bit him last week and sucked the skin into my mouth harshly. His fingers dug into my shoulders harder and his head fell back, my hands pulling his hips firmly against mine so that our growing members were rubbing against one another forcefully. Nipping at his neck playfully I craned back to capture his lips with mine, not asking for entrance and taking it anyway. He returned it eagerly as my fingers kneaded his backside, tracing the line of his ass through his shorts and he moaned silently, a sound I felt more than heard. Breaking the kiss I looked up at him seriously.

“Play wie.” e.” I demanded, in a way a question but mostly not. I wanted him, and I usually got what I wanted in this kind of setting.

He hissed when I guided him in sliding off my body to the floor, but found he was openly for the idea of visiting the dungeons, and I inwardly danced around happily for that. Once again taking his hand decisively in mine, I led him out and towards the boardwalk, following it around to a somewhat hidden back door and meeting up with another bouncer. We were soon once again engulfed inside a cocoon of soundproof walls, and without really paying the new harsh quietness any mind started slowly down the staircase that was set before us.

The steps were carpeted in blood red and the walls black wood, the door at the bottom thick, bolted steel with a single eye box and no outside handle. The only way anyone could get in was if someone from the inside opened it for you or the hidden back entranceway that was exclusively for Master Pharaoh’s use only and which was heavily guarded.

Upon arriving at the bottom I knocked and the small rectangular door at eye level swung open, darkness coming from it along with a pair of tan colored eyes.

“Password.” Was the sweet, feminine voice, but it was thrown off by the small edge that had hooked itself onto her tone.

“Nefer.” I answered, having never really understood the meaning behind the passwords, let alone the language they had come from, and watched as the woman slammed the eyepiece shut to open the bigger door.

“Welcome back, Wild. It’s been a while.” She said in that same dark voice, this time the hardened warning gone as she turned her gaze on Venus and me. Again the same semi-shocked look passed the Guardian’s features as it had on Kaiba, and on Mai justt wet week, but like the other two, she said nothing, merely motioned for Venus to remove his last article of clothing per say the rules of the Dungeons.

Guardians were like the gatekeepers, but were not members, which is why they had no rank. Some were members on other days, but on the days they worked they never were allowed to play the part of Trainer or Pet, just to keep the confusion down with some of the more ignorant guests.

The sounds of whip cracks, chains, screams of pleasurable pain and multiple voices reached my ears through the thick curtains that separated us from the adjoining rooms, and I started to feel my body over heat. Before we could pass into the dungeons, Venus stopped to remove his shorts from his body and the Guardian of the dungeon door took the shorts to be stacked neatly next to the others. Afterwards, I turned with my now nude evening partner to enter the fantasy land of Master Pharaoh’s imagination.

We stepped in unnoticed by the participants busily dealing with their own partners, and moved past quietly. I noticed near the back, closer to the small raised area where Master Pharaoh sat, that a crowd had gathered. The people were standing in a sort of semi-circle around the X-Board, where a certain silver-haired Pet had been strapped, his chest bleeding lightly. I grinned and decided to stop by and see what masterpiece Diamond was creating this time, his additions to his work on Ring’s front really a magnificent thing. Venus followed without question, his observant grayish blue eyes flickering anxiously across the vast area that was the dungeon itself. I took a place next to Trainer Dice and his Pet, smiling minutely at the man before both our attentions went to the performance in front of us.

Ring was panting frivolously, eyes partially closed as he watched the sharpened end of Diamond’s personal dagger dig itself into his skin in shallow grooves. Diamond on the other hand, was too pre-occupied with his carvings that I doubted he noticed anyone but his Pet at the moment, and his handiwork. I saw that he was working on Ring’s stomach now, his past demonstrations still evident in elegant scars along the thinner boy’s upper torso. There were intricate patterns swirling elegantly across the pale skin, multiple designs that represented everything that related to Diamond, as he seemed to put his very soul into his project. Over the place where Ring’s heart was sat an elaborate eddy that circled towards a point, and in the center was carved a calligraphic ‘B’, probably standing for Diamond’s real name. Everything he did to his Pet was perfect, and the little masochist loved every minute of it.

I’ve never seen Diamond touch a whip, but they did frequently occupy the Stamina Tables and the smaller room near the back that contained the floor and ceiling chains. I had never been in that back cubicle, but had been told it was surrounded in mirrors, and that was the main reason I had never wished to try it out.

I glanced respectfully towards the Master, and nodded once when his dark ruby eye caught mine. He returned the gesture, one of his hands stroking his Pet’s hair lovingly as said servant had wrapped his slender body delicately around Pharaoh’s right leg. They were adorned in the basic garb of the dungeon, Puzzle in his birthday suit, his eyes outlined in black kohl and his skin painted with a light gold glitter that made him seem like something out of Ancient Egypt, which was to the Master’s liking while the Master himself only wore a pair of blood red leather pants that reflected the dim lighting.

I flicked my eyes back on the albinos when Ring mewled and found Diamond cleaning his dagger, using his tongue of course, before moving to lick away the unconscientiously streaming blood on his Pet’s body. Said servant writhed as much as he could in tightight bindings before Diamond worked his mouth up the boy’s chest to the ‘B’, and stopped to suck the scarred skin between his lips. He paid close attention to his Pet’s reactions, and once he had pleased himself with torturing his slave he pressed himself against the smaller boy and claimed his mouth. Ring was a very responsive partner, his back arching under the firm pressure of his owner and his pleading moans loud enough for everyone watching to hear. I glance my my left when Venus fidgeted, and smirked when I saw how easily aroused he was becoming watching the two play. I wondered if he was as much of a voyeur as I was, and looked back to the show that was taking place.

A few more people had joined the small group; some breathless from previous activities others near drooling as they witnessed one of the oldest couples of the cult melt into each other. Diamond didn’t even prepare Ring before he freed himself from the tight confines of his dark blue leather pants, and I found mine grow smaller watching someone else display their authority. Without wavering Diamond forced his thick cock into his Pet’s body, said Pet moaning loudly and arching to press down on the evading member even in his bound situation. I heard a few whispers surrounding us, a couple of people making little noises in the backs of their throats and a few nursing their own arousals through their clothes. Some of the women actually looked envious.

I noticed that Dice had taken Luck to a near-by set of Swings and was laying his servant out on the display, both flushed and aroused completely. I saw Trainer Death with his Pet Wing standing a little more behind the X-Board, Wing on his knees by his owner’s side with a leash connected to his black collar and his hard on quite obvious as it stood against his belly. I thought I saw someone else I recognized but was distracted again when Ring yelped and I snapped my attention back to where it had been. Diamond had already picked up his t, ca, causing his Pet’s noises of approval to grow louder and the cock ring that had been fitted around his throbbing member to contract tighter. The cock ring was merely a precaution, it always had been even if Ring had mastered the technique of holding an orgasm at bay until his Trainer deemed him worthy of his release. Diamond never left Ring unsatisfied though, and I could easily point out a few other Pets that would have loved to have that luxury.

Curious, I glanced to Venus, who had flushed a deeper shade of red and was licking his lips restlessly again. He would fidget every now and then, not noticing or too entranced to acknowledge the fact I was staring at his reactions openly, his eyes locked onto Ring as the snowy haired Pet writhed under his Trainer’s attentions. I smirked when I looked downward and saw how excited he was already, his efforts of trying not to touch himself making me realize how much of a problem my own erection was at the moment, straining against my pants. Perhaps it was time to play.

I reached out with my left hand and touched the small of his back, trailing feather light touches up his spine until my fingers were able to thread into the hairs on the back of his neck. The boy had closed his eyes, lips parted gently as he breathed and using the hold I had on the back of his head I turned him up to me and kissed him, slipping my tongue into his mouth dominantly. It was a slow kiss though, no matter how demanding it really was, and we moved against each other passionately, exploring each other’s mouth as if it were the first time. It felt just as glorious.

Easing away from his mouth I looked down into his newly opened eyes, our lips still grazing against each other and our breathing unhurriedly growing faster although not noticeable.

“Follow me.” I breathed, and he shuddered against me slightly, before doing as I bid when I pulled away. We had left the circle of people just as Ring had screamed out his intense release, Diamond lasting almost a full two minutes longer, successfully torturing his poor slave’s prostate before he himself fiy cly climaxed. Small applause could actually be heard from the group, before it disappeared to allow the couple their space. I did happen to catch the fact that Master Pharaoh was even lightly clapping, not enthusiastic, but a small smirk on his face as he watched one of his oldest customers. I did not doubt that he was proud of Diamond, or Ring for that matter, and smiled their way in encouragement although they would have never have known I had given it to them.

There were three entrances in the very back of the dungeon, more like archways missing the actual doors that led to separate rooms based off different themes. The one with the hanging chains and the mirrors looked to be full, although I hadn’t even been considering the section in the least, and glanced towards the remaining two. I didn’t want to use the Leather Chamber, because I had left my whip at home, but the last one appealed to me greatly. It was all dressed up like Ancient Egypt, rows of gold adorned, intricate beds lined up next to each other and facing the opposite wall where fake balconies that portrayed what the small towns must have looked like beneath the palace of an Egyptian Temple. It was beautiful, and, seeing that only a few couples had taken over three out of the eight beds I smirked and guided my servant into the chamber. I had never really understood the meaning of thiom oom other than that Master Pharaoh had a fetish for Ancient Egypt, and if you were to see the Master and his Pet playing anywhere it was in here more often than not.

The slight anger and worry from earlier, combined with the stress of a week’s load of work took control of my hormones, I g I grabbed Venus by his slim shoulders and pushed him into the bed forcefully. He winced in surprise, and perhaps fear, but I calmed him when I kissed him fervently, laying my body on top of his and still pinning him down. I was not in the mood for taking this slow, and icoulcould help it I wouldn’t even bring myself to prepare him.

I slid down his body hurriedly, nipping sharply and absorbing his gasps and mewls before I reached his swollen member. Ignoring his shivers I by-passed his erection and licked at the juncture where thigh turned into pelvis, breathing heavily over the heated skin. He visibly tried not to squirm as I wrapped my arms around each thigh and clamped eager fingers on each hip.

I licked lightly at his sack, beforerloorlooking that as well to trail my tongue to his entr. He. He squealed, and I looked up at his gorgeous face briefly, semi-shocked at the volume of the sound, before moving back down to ravish his most private orifice mercilessly, causing the curious yelp to once again rip from his throat. I pushed my tongue through the tight ring of muscle and felt the heat of a half-embarrassed half-aroused blush reach all the way down to where my hands were on his sides. He obviously didn’t know what to think of the odd pleasure.

Too eager to torture him anymore I moved back up to claim his mouth in mine, moaning uncontrollably as that delicate little tongue slid with mine and his intense gray eyes slid shut silently. Without really thinking, I grasped his shoulders once more and pinned him firmly.

Carefully still keeping him restrained with one arm, I ran my free hand down his body demandingly, bringing my fingers to my own pants and undid the button and zipper absent mindedly. Venus was panting, trying to catch his breath every time I leant back to breathe myself before claiming his mouth again feverishly. He was aware of my intentions, and even though I felt an urgency in him that made it seem like he really didn’t want this without prep first he wasn’t pushing me away. A bitter thought crossed my mind, reminding me that House Pets had been ‘conditioned’ to be that way, to give what was wanted of them without needing something in return, but the muse passed quickly when my erection was freed and pressed to his entranced.

He mewled into my lips when I forced the head inside his body, and even though he squirmed in the uncomfortablelingling he still encouraged my journey. I had to stop paying attention to his plush, warm mouth for a few moments to collect my sanity as his tight passage clamped onto me harder, the fact that he had not been stretched or prepared for this time made it all the more enjoyable for me. I stopped when I was seated though, and resisted the urge to just madly take him, hearing a tiny whimper escape his throat.

“If you wanted prep, you should have asked.” I almost growl, voice extremely husky and body ready for a fast, hard release. He tensed and opened his eyes to look at me through his glasses, surprised once more by something I’ve said and I feel angered suddenly by the fact that nearly everything I did was new to this young man. This kind of respect shouldn’t be novel to him, and it was beyond pissing me off that someone would think to harm someone so gentle, yet so erotic and passionate at the same time.

I smooth out my features and bend to kiss him a little slower this time, trying to comfort him and trying to still my nerves. It wasn’t just his past I was infuriated by, it was the fact I had started this without giving him any sensecontcontrol. I knew why though, and it was because I hated lending anyone some of my dominance, even if it included this servant beneath me. I didn’t berate myself for long though, as Venus quickly adjusted and touched his timid hands to my shoulders, nudging the fabric away to trail against my heated skin. I groaned and pulled my hips back, encouraged completely and erasing my mind of the intelligent, distracting thoughts for the moment.

Venus whimpered, almost in chorus to the other Pets in the room, and I moved down to suck on a patch of skin on his creamy neck. He arched his back as best he could, and stretched his neck back to allow me better access, which I took hungrily. He was reacting differently than last time, I noticed though, and I began thrusting harder, forgetting momentarily about him to focus on releasing my own stress.

Without warning I pulled myself from his body abruptly, enjoying the feeling of the channel as I was removed from it, and sat back on my heels. Venus was visibly confused, but he said nothing against my movements when I slowly slid off backwards to stand straight. Hooking my arms under his back I pulled him to his own feet, his body nearly weightless to me, and crushed our lips together. He went along with it, fingers clenching from their places on my biceps before I ended the kiss to turn his back to me. I couldn’t help myself, and dragged my tongue up his spine to his ear, nibbling on it delicately before leaning him over so that his upper body was on the bed with his nicely shaped ass in the air on display. I distantly heard him whimper and thought I saw him clutch at the mattress, but I couldn’t pull myself to do anything more than thrust back inside his luxurious body in borderlining ire.

I wasn’t paying attention when tracks of tears started to make their way down Venus’s cheeks, but I was conscious to his whimpers. My sex-drugged mind was in overload right now and all I wanted was to get this coil of myf my gut before it exploded inside of me. The boy was just too perfect, too beautiful, too pure for me not to enjoy his company to this extent, and I started pounding myself into him faster at the feeling.

“Please…”

I stopped at that tiny cry in that tiny voice, scaring me to an extent but confusing me mostly. It was like someone had hit a pause button on my movements, my thoughts and my feelings, and all the lust I had previously been drowning in disappeared to be replaced by worry. I looked down over the Pet’s shoulder and felt myself pale slightly in that horrible guilt that started to swell more painfully than the spring my impending orgasm had made before I immediately pulled my cock from his body and felt it soften as I moved to pick him up.

His muscles were tensed and he was rejecting something in his past, but I wouldn’t have it. He was not to be miserable because of something I’ve done. I situated us so that he was curled into my lap with my legs crossed Indian style underneath both of us, Venus trying to keep his hands to himself and avoid my touch feebly.

“Forgive me. I lost my control.” I whispered as I kiss the top of his head, my body slowly returning to normal temperatures. “Don’t cry, this has to be about you too. Tell me something, anything to make my behavior up to you.”

But the boy said nothing; only accidentally let a sob escape his throat before clenching his fists into harder balls of restraint. I frowned, and buried my nose tenderly in his hair, trying to think of some way to get him to open up enough to give me at least a hint of how to fix what scar I reopened with my selfishness. I was getting no where though, and even as couples stared at us funny as they passed by us the only person I cared about was the one crying in my arms.

“Venus, I need you to relax, alright? You don’t have to say anything if its that important to you.” I murmur, but I know he hears it when his breath catches for a moment.

I sat there like that, cradling the young man for a few minutes as I mused on what I could do. I didn’t know anything about this person, not even his real name, so how was I supposed to know what to do next. Trying to think hard enough I almost smile when something comes to me so unexpectantly I want to smack myself for not thinking of it sooner.

I slide my right hand from around his back to his slightly heaving chest and begin to rub the skin there until it warms up again, massaging away as much strain as I could before moving my fingers downwards until I hit one of his little pink nipples. I can feel him trying not to squirm or enjoy the touch, but I can also feel him losing that fight. For the sole purpose of torturing him a bit more I twist the hardening nub, toy with it for a while longer before switching to the next one. I’m somewhat satisfied when the previously frightened young man turns his face in order to press his forehead against my shoulder, his arms slack in his lap as he visibly enjoys the ministrations.

Having had enough of just his nipples I let my hand fall to take his member into my hand, and his entire body jerks, his eyes snapping wide as the pupils shrink. He looks up at me, face flushing and tears almost non-existent as I feel him harden in my palm. I smirk and kiss his nose playfully, before moving my hands faster and gripping him tighter, proving that what I said was serious, not just some joke to get him to let me fuck him some more. I wasn’t like that with people I cared about, and I can admit that this little minx had grown on me just after two visits. When Venus’s eyes start to droop and his hands reach up to grip at my shirt I know I’ve won this battle, and lean down to kiss his lips gently. It soon turned needy, and I was lying back on top of him in the end, his hips rotating against mine in the most demanding way I’ve ever felt from him. Even though he was currently trying to take some power for himself from me I didn’t have the heart to crush him again, and I let him set the pace for the time being.

I was leaning over him, our lips brushing when his arms came up to wrap around my neck. He pulled me down into him and I groaned at the feeling of our heated erections rubbing against each other before we were both silenced inside a passionate kiss. For some reason I was finding it hard to keep up with the hurried pace he was trying to get us into, because the moment before had been so much softer, it was like he was trying to forget something, trying to cover it up.

I pushed away as gently as I could without discouraging his boldness and looked down at his flushed features curiously. He was panting again, but there was a different spark in his eyes that made me sit back up and stop. The spark had been fear, a fear so strong it had rippled little streaks of dark blue into his pupils and paled his skin tone.

This wasn’t the right place, the right time to be making up for this, to be covering up something, and I sighed through my nose noiselessly, running my fingers along Venus’s cheek. I needed to get him alone and in a place where he could feel a whole lot safer than here.

“Where do you live?” I ask him quietly after a great hesitation of just pondering.

I find I’m quite easily distracted when the object of my lust is sprawled out beneath me, nude and turned on to the point of having that stinging sensation in his balls, but I manage to keep my exterior calm as I tuck myself away, trying to fit my hard on comfortably back inside my pants. Venus just stares at me as his breathing rate evens back out, before he sits up with me, his pale legs still on either side of my hips.

“Here.” He murmurs hoarsely, a muted whisper, and I hold in a gasp of shock. I didn’t think anyone really lived in the cult’s club building, but to hear him admit to having no place of his own threw me off completely. Carefully, I schooled my features into an expression of understanding, even though I didn’t, and cupped his cheeks. After pulling him in gently for a chaste kiss I touch our foreheads together and smile.

“Come home with me tonight then.” I tell him, and there’s an immediate answer in his appearance that screams ‘no’ but what leaves his mouth sounds more like ‘yes’. I continue to do mental cartwheels as we exit the dungeons, nodding our biddings to Master Pharaoh before coming back upon the thick purple curtains and the bolted steel door. The same Guardian from earlier looks at us strangely, before handing Venus his exact same pair of shorts from memory before opening the door to let us out.

“Maybe next time you’ll play longer, eh Wild?” The Guardian called, and I threw her an empty smirk over my shoulder before she locked us out once more, carefullying ing my fingers with Venus’s to try and keep the beautiful boy calm.

It was still early in the evening, so when we made it back out into the club there were some people that were just getting there and Kaiba looked swamped. I saw Jou having a little bit of trouble with a frisky customer, and wondered for a moment if I should help him out when I noticed his dominant lover was too busy to have a clue what was going on beyond the bar counter. Frowning I walked towards the blonde, Venus following silently, and grabbed the bulky man’s shoulder. I pushed him aside and he whipped his head around, semi-long black hair flying in his quick movement.

“Hey, you wanna lay off a taken Pet?” I demanded, and although the man was a good two or three inches taller than me I held my ground.

“I don’t care who you are but you’d better take your freak show elsewhere asshole!” The non-member bellowed in a deep voice, and I barely flinched at the volume of the sound even over the music. I flicked my eyes over to Jou and he took the hint, hurriedly moving back towards Kaiba for safety’s sake, and I shrugged up at the rude man.

“Whatever you say.” I answer before I leave him like that, hearing his angered cry of frustration when he realizes Jou has run off, and smirk to myself. The jerk had it coming, and I bristled just thinking about the idiots that came in here trying to get sex out of people I knew like Jou, people who were already happily taken and in love. It irked me horribly for some reason.

The first place I move towards though is not the back exit, but the Egyptian Hallway where the ordering rooms are, the same hallway Honda ran. I turn to Venus as I get to the opening and notice he’s shivering. I know it’s from fear, but play it off as if he were cold.

“Do you have any warmer clothes?” I ask carefully, and am relieved when the House Pet nods his head ‘yes’ slowly. It’s easy to tell he’s still nervous and unsure of his decision and I interlace our fingers again loosely to try and calm his jittery mood.

There’s a buzzer, kind of like a doorbell on the outside of the door to the hallway, painted black so non-members don’t grow a streak of curiosity and press the random button to see what it does. I, however, found it easily and pressed it gently, seeing the office door at the very end open after a few moments to reveal the Key Guardian in nothing but a pair of navy colored silk pants, black boots on his feet. Honda yawns slightly on his walk towards where I was leaning against the doorframe, but once he got there I could smell the fresh sex floating around him and said nothing.

“Can I help you Wild?” He asks, keys jingling on his belt loop as he glanced over my shoulder at Venus. He was the fourth person to look between Venus and me strangely, and I frowned unnoticeably. The bizarre looks were starting to bother me.

“I need a favor.” I whisper, but he hears me and he crosses his arms.
”Wait a minute now, last time you said that I was letting you in the office so you could look up background on Master Pharaoh because you thought you recognized him from a college class you had, and that alone almost cost me my job AND my membership. What favor could you possibly want now?”

I chuckled lightly, remembering the event well and the look on Honda’s face when Eiji had almost caught me trying to hide.

“Nothing that big, but you owe me anyway.”
”What the hell do I owe you for?” He asked, trying to be innocent, and I raised my eyebrow. He sighed, “Fine. What is it?”
”I’ve been informed Pet Venus lives here, in this building. He’s agreed to come home with me but I don’t trust that he’ll come back out of his ‘room’ because of some fear he harbors. I owe him an apology and I would also like to find out a few other things. The favor is for you to let me get into the back and make sure he follows through with his word.” I make sure none of my conversation leaves the space between Honda and me, not really wanting Venus to know I didn’t trust his current mood. The Key Guardian drops his arms and stares at me, but I’m not smiling anymore, and I watch him realize that I’m completely serious.

“Alright, but tim time make it quick, and don’t get cocky. Eiji likes to take cigarette breaks at around ten and he walks through the residential hallways to get to the parking lot, so keep an eye out.” He hands me a single key, discreetly, and I smirk as he walks away with a shake of his head.

I glance to my partner and frown slightly when I notice he’s visibly shaking harder. Squeezing his hand gently though, I try to offer him a smile. This time, it doesn’t seem to work.

“Come, show me how to get there.” I whisper, and Venus does nothing but move forward towards the furthest possible corner of the club, keeping a shifty eye about the place, looking for Eiji and other guards. I unlock the door by reaching in front of him and he literally drags me into the older looking hallway.

I watch him take a deep breath and let it out erratically, before he walks ahead of me down the wide corridor, passing multiple living rooms and a rather large but messy kitchen before getting to what looks like a hotel hall. He stops at the third door on our left, enters a numerical code into the lock box and pushes the door open, revealing a suite like room with nothing more than two dressers, a nightstand, a small screen TV, bathroom and a twin size bed. I automatically feel sorry for him, and as soon as the door is closed I wrap my arms around his small waist and kiss the back of his neck.

“It’s cozy.” I tell him, and the tension in some of his back muscles lessens as a result. I knew he was looking for reassurance that I didn’t see him as trash, and I didn’t want him to feel lower than me just because he was less fortunate than I had been in life.

“Find some clothes you would like to wear, and a long coat. I have everything else you might need so don’t worry.”

He looks back at me, still unsure of his decision, but nods anyway and walks off. He keeps his eye on me the entire time as I look around the hotel like room, and I wait patiently as he pulls a t-shirt and a pair of dark colored jeans. He slips on worn looking tennis shoes without socks and then stands in front of me with his things hanging from his crossed arms. I get the distinct feeling he’s trying to hide himself from me again, but say nothing about the issue. We leave after he grabs a coat like I had requested, and make it out to the parking structure without Eiji being a real threat to us.

Venus stops early as I get to my side of my car, and I turn back to see him starring uneasily at my ride. I also pick up on his shivering as he catches the cool draft running through the underground parking lot, and walk over to stand in front of him.

“Here, put your coat on and come on, it’s about a fifteen minute drive back to my house and I don’t want you to get sick because of me.”

He watches me, an unreadable look crossing his eyes as I literally put his coat on his shoulders and arms for him. I get the feeling he likes the attention, and maybe it has to do with his past, and that’s the resurfaced problem I wanted to get to the bottom of. Once the old rain jacket is completely on I zip it closed and kiss the boy morally, smiling lightly before motioning for him to get into the Mustang. To my delicate surprise Venus returned the shy grin, and got into the passenger’s side of the car.

Once I had gotten the vehicle onto the main road I noticed Venus relax considerably into his leather seat, his gorgeous eyes closing and his head rolling to lie on the headrest comfortably. I had a hard time keeping my eyes on the road, torn between driving and watching the wind catch and play with Venus’s hair as he smiled into it as if nothing in the world was wrong.

I thanked God we got to my house safely and not a few minutes later, seeing as how I was given the pleasure of touching the boy once more, holding his hand as I walked him up to the front porch of my home and unlocked the wooden door. It was a small cottage, and it was fairly new seeing as how I had only recently been able to afford it thanks to my new board member position for Kaiba Corp. I had been in an apartment with the previous company. It was dark when we entered, and before anything else I reached to my immediate right and flicked on the nearest table lamp, to which the den was lit up with.

I turned and took off my shoes, opening the small hall closet and putting them inside before looking at Venus. He seemed frozen. I wanted to pity him, I truly did and it was pulling at my insides to do so but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew he it wasn’t what he wanted.

“Here, let me put your coat and shoes away.” I offer, and he blushes ever so lightly before ducking his head away and pulling the articles off himself. Sensing his incredible apprehension I reached forward and took the jacket, hugging him with my free arm tightly while I unnoticeably kicked his sneakers in next to mine.

“Please don’t be frightened. You are my guest Venus, I am here to see to your needs.” I whisper into his ear, and after a tiny sound that resembled a cross between a whimper and a sob escaped him into my leather shirt he brought his thin arms around my waist. This boy was so fragile and soft, I felt as though I’d break him if I held him too hard.

After hanging up his coat I turned back to him and took the rest of his things, kissing his cheek before telling him to follow me and led him off into the dim house.

I took him into my bedroom, turning on the main light and the ceiling fan before putting his clothes delicately into the bottom drawer of my dresser. When I stood back up straight I watched as he moved slowly around the area, his fingers running along the side of the TV I had hanging from the wall, one of those new Phillips Flatscreen designs, before he continued around to the queen sized bed in awe. I managed to catch his eyes and moved around to stand in front of him, gently taking him into my arms and sitting us both on the edge of the mattress behind us.

“Are you hungry?” I ask, and he looks up, caught between accepting and rejecting before his eyebrows furrow cutely.
”What’s your name?” He questions in a very small and delicate voice that I just want to cry over. It was just the most heartbreaking sound.

“My club name is Wild. My real name is Ryuzaki. I would much appreciate it if you called me Rex though.”
”Rex?”
”It’s been my nickname since high school. Here, I’ll make you something to eat. Anything in particular you would like?”

I stand and he stares at me for a moment, probably waiting for me to ask for his real name, but I hadn’t planned on it. I wanted him to tell me freely, not just because he thought he should give me the benefit of knowledge merely because I was being so kind. I wanted him to trust me with his life before I’d ask him for his secrets, and I was that way with everyone.

“J-Just, water?” He manages a while later, and I try to frown without seeming like he had disappointed me.
”I know your hungry Venus, please let me treat you to a decent meal.”

I offer, almost hearing myself beg and watch him lock my eyes with his before his expression cleared dramatically.

“You wouldn’t h-happen, to h-have…” He hesitated in his polite question, and in encouragement I ran my fingers through his supple hair slowly. It helped, and I listened to his manners and his native, proper upbringing that I had the feeling I was the first to see in a long while.
”Have what, Venus?”
”Fettuccini?”

I chuckled lightly at the odd request and nodded, “I can make it. Would you like to relax in here or stay with me?”

Without any real thinking this time he reached upwards and took my hand affectionately, when he grasped it, lacing our fingers together I pulled him to his feet. I knew his answer and kissed his forehead before we walked back out into the dark hallway, not turning on any lights until I reached the tiled floor of my kitchen. He squinted somewhat in the harsh lighting of the overhead fan but Venus adjusted and sat himself at the dining room table with my assistance.

The noodles were not hard to prepare at all, and as I set the pan of water on the stove to boil I turned and leant against the counter next to it and looked over to Venus. He had crossed his arms on the table and was resting his cheek on top of them, watching me in turn and I tried to offer him a smirk. It was a sincere gesture this time, and I think he realized it when his eyes softened visibly and a tiny curl of his lips was visible from behind his arm. On impulse I held out my right hand,

“Come here.” I whispered, and Venus did, standing rather gracefully I might say before moving forward, around the island bar counter and took my offering.

I brought him into my chest without resistance, holding him to me contentedly and feel him relax, his hands gripping the front of my leather shirt loosely as he actually snuggled into me. This position was so comfortable to me that I didn’t want to let him go, but the sounds of the water finally beginning to boil made me sigh. I stood up straight and rubbed his back as sort of an apology and turned to add the noodles to the pan. To my mild surprise though he doesn’t return to his seat, he moves over to the side I had been leaning on moments before and stands there, holding himself and I notice happily that he’s become more at ease here, in my home with me.

It doesn’t take much longer to finish his meal, and after adding the seasoning and the sauce that had been prepared before the noodles I sit him back at the table.

“What would you like to drink?” I ask him, picking a fork and knife from a drawer before turning to get a glass.

“Water.” He murmurs, and although I want to protest I don’t and let him have his request.
”Are you sure you don’t want anything else? I have wine that would go wonderfully with your dinner.” I suggest instead, sitting his plate, silverware and water in front of him. He only shakes his head no, grinning shyly in thanks for the food and I watch him pick at the noodles slowly.

I sit next to him, not too close but not too far away and pull today’s newspaper from behind me to read while I wait. I want to say something, start a conversation with him, ease his nervousness, but I find nothing that would suit this situation. I was still extremely horny, even though I had managed to lose my erection, and all that was currently highlighted in my mind was sex. I didn’t want to push Venus into it again, although that’s what House Pets were for we were no longer at the club, we were in my house which brought the decency levels back up to a civilized status and that meant I couldn’t just pin him to the table and take him. Although I wouldn’t have anyway it’s what my body would have done if my heart hadn’t decided to grow in the last hour and a half.

I wanted to take care of this young man, and the need to felt so great it seemed as if my chest had expanded and I shifted uncomfortably in my leather outfit as my body demanded to be comfortable. I stood, folding the paper and placing it on the tabletop.

“I’m going to go change, I’ll be right back.” I tell Venus before walking away, knowing he’s following me with his eyes.

I’m hoping to return to see his dinner at least half gone, and I sigh as I step out of my pants once I’m in my room. I pulled the tight tank ove over my head and tossed it towards the general direction of my dirty clothesbasket before stretching in my birthday suit.

Once my sleeping outfit is set out on my bed I stand back up to stifle a yawn, and gasp in the extra breath when warm arms encircle my waist from behind. I turn and smile down at Venus, who looks nervous and is blushing as I return the embrace.

“Did you finish your pasta?” I ask him quietly, not trying to jump into sex so quickly even if I know that’s what he wants. It was his mask kind of, I realized, and when he didn’t answer me I leant forwards and kissed him chastely.

I break away and start to dress even as he stands there in confusion, clearly thinking I had brought him to my house just to be able to use him more freely. I didn’t want him thinking like that, I wanted him to look at my home as a haven, a place for him to feel normal again. I wanted to be the person that gave him that.

“Come,” I say once I’m dressed. “I’m sure you would like to change. I know those shorts aren’t comfortable because Puppy complains about them all the time. You can borrow something of mine if you like.”

He blushes again, but this time from my kindness, and I watch him move timidly towards the drawer I had put his clothes in earlier, pulling a long night shirt and standing back up. He changes quickly, not wearing any boxers I notice even though the shirt covers his body down to his knees and step forward, reaching around him to the top drawer on the dresser. I pull another pair of my boxers and hand them to him, and again he seems confused.

“I want you to be at ease here, I want you to think of it as your own home. And that means you get to be comfy. Here, try these on.” I offer, and he looks overwhelmed suddenly.

I’m totally caught off guard when the boy launches himself at me, arms around my neck and face buried into my shoulder as his body shakes. I’m scared at first, but then hear the muffled, almost too quiet ‘thank you’ coming from my shirt, and smile broadly. This was exactly how I wanted him to feel, how I wanted him to react, and when he stepped back, wiping his eyes and looking apologetic for the sudden move I handed him the night shorts.

“I’m glad you’re happy.” I tell him sincerely, and watch him almost eagerly slip on the boxers I had given him in order to follow me back out into the kitchen, where I find his food not even close to half done.

That problem is soon fixed though when he sits quickly and begins eating like he’s been starved for months. I wouldn’t doubt it with the salary he made working at the club and having to pay them rent, but said nothing and just watched him swallow the last of his meal. I swell with pride when he gives me a face that just beams the statement ‘that was incredible’ and take his hand to lead him into the den afterwards. Carefully sitting on the black leather couch I pulled him to me, sighing as he gently tucked and wrapped his body around mine and pulled my arms a little tighter around his waist.

“Would you like to watch something?”

He shrugged and I reached forward anyway to pick up the remote control. It was just about time for that ‘Dinner and A Movie’ show anyways, and ‘Ace Ventura’ was supposed to be playing. I forgot whether it was the first one or the sequel but found I didn’t really care when Venus brought a hand up to clench his thin fingers around my shirt.

Looking down at the beautiful boy in my arms I almost gasped, seeing the honest to God purity in him and in everything he did and said although that was practically nothing. The position he was laying in screamed innocence, although I knew he wasn’t, the softness of his skin and the way it felt when he was at ease like right now as I rubbed my thumb across his arm tenderly made me feel like I’ve been with him for years now, and knew exactly how to take care of him.

That’s when it hit me, and I realized then that I wanted to keep the boy.

I smiled when I ran this by myself a few more times, knowing it was the truth. I wanted to keep him, not only to protect him from things such as his past, but to keep him happy as well. I shifted, feeling my hormones coming back to life as one last thing came to mind at the thought of being with Venus as a lover, and that was what it was, the being a lover part. I cursed my mood inwardly, but outwardly I nearly lurched forward as I found a small hand inside my boxers and grasping my awakening arousal.

I caught Venus’s eyes as he began to move his hand, pulling my thickening shaft from my shorts in order to slide his palm along it easier. I watched without words as he crawled to the floor, keeping our gazes together as he moved between my legs and took my head into his sweet little mouth. I had never received a full blowjob from him, and sifted my fingers through his hair as I experienced one entirely; finding mewls escaping my throat as he worked his mouth around me. I moaned deeply, tensing my fingers around his scalp and moving my hips vaguely against him, licking my lips repeatedly and keeping eye contact with Venus intently.

I gasped when he increased the suction he was putting on my throbbing member slowly, the affection I felt him put into his movements driving me quickly over the edge before I came into his awaiting mouth. He swallowed greedily as I felt my body shudder in a strange sort of calm ecstasy, a sigh escaping my lips at the otherwise relaxing feeling of completion.

“Thank you Venus.” I murmur, leaning down to kiss his lips in gratitude. That was probably the most relaxing orgasm I’d ever experienced, it had been so slow and yet the oral act had not taken place longer than a few minutes. I made a mental note of how good he was at that, and tucked it away for later before pulling the boy in question into my lap, having resituated myself.

“Now, tell me what you want.” I whisper, and he looks confused. “I would like to return the favor, if you’ll let me.”

He blushes, caught between answering and turning down the request. I run my fingers along his spine in what I hoped to be encouragement, watching his eyes flicker in thought as I waited patiently. Although I loved being dominant all the time, that did not mean I would forget my partner’s pleasure. I wanted him to feel the way I had, wanted him to trust me.

“If you can’t decide, would you let me surprise you?”

His nervous gaze stops as he stares down at me, before he nods slowly, curiosity bright in his gray eyes. I smile and twist my body in order to lay him down on the couch, kissing his cheek sensitively before standing.

“I’ll be right back.” I tell him, and walk into the hall and then my bedroom.

I had a few toys that I was sure he’d love, some of which I hadn’t used in quite a while but that didn’t take away quality.

I pulled my chest out from under my bed, unlocked the lid and opening it. I smiled at the contents, before pulling out a small tube of lubricant and another object that I couldn’t resist. I had to replace the battery before I closed the small trunk and pushed it back to its place before I left the room, leaving the door open on impulse. I had stuffed the toy I had brought out of view from Venus, having it held up by my boxers in the back and slipped back on the couch over him.

I kissed him deeply, rubbing my hand over his chest though his shirt slowly and firmly. He sighed through his nose as our tongues danced, my fingers finding one of his nipples before rolling it between the digits carefully. He mewled quietly into my mouth, one of his arms moving to wrap around my neck, but then he stopped, and I had remembered last week when I had made it clear that that was a sign of advance that I didn’t like. I mentally berated myself before forgetting the kiss to look him in the eye as I moved his arm for him to where it had been going in the first place.

I grinned down at his flushed face and kissed his nose, before moving back to his lips as my free hand slid down to the boxers I had leant him. They were pulled off his thin body slowly and tossed carelessly across the room before unbeknownst to him I popped the packet of lube onto my fingers.

I wrapped them around his growing arousal and the boy moaned, jerking his hips slightly but then controlling them as his arms tensed. I deepened the kiss, light pants escaping both of us as I pleasured Venus the least bit I could for now. That’s when I reached back around and took the toy out of my boxers, bringing the light blue plastic sleeve to my lubed hand and then sitting up. I kept a hand on Venus’s chest, keeping his eyes locked with mine, him never noticing the cock sleeve I had in my hand until I had slipped it onto his arousal.

I smirked when his eyes opened wider and his mouth dropped to say something, protest maybe, but nothing escaped as I turned on the vibration in the inside out like dildo. It fit him perfectly, and I watched him buck to the sensation before gripping my hand around the sleeve and moving it along his shaft teasingly. In a sense it was sort of like a hand job, but with a vibrator, and I smiled broadly when I watched the ecstasy wash across Venus’s face as he enjoyed himself completely.

What surprised me though was when the boy began to moan, louder than he usually was, while relatively contcontrolling the kisses we were sharing as he pushed forward. Because I was ignoring my own pleasure I was not becoming aroused, focusing wholly on Venus alone as I drove him steadily towards orgasm.

He bucked upwards hard finally, pulling away to pant noisily the moments before he came, his breath hitching as his body stretched into an elegant arch. I turned the vibration off eventually, pulling the cock sleeve off of his softening member, as he lay limp against the couch. I put the dirtied toy on the coffee table before returning to him, kissing him passionately, resting my body against his.

“T-Thank you,” He whispered, almost unsure. “Rex.”

I smiled, uncontrollably as I tightened my hold around him a fraction tighter.

“You’re very welcome Venus. I was glad to be able to do this for you.”

“No, my name is Haga.” He said quietly, and I felt my heart leap into my throat at the sincerity in his tone. He had found enough trust in me to let me know his real name, and I grinned as I cupped his cheek tenderly.

“Thank YOU, Haga.”

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