Dansu no Bishounen

Dansu no Bishounen
Chapter Five: Interlude

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Clothes were hastily flung into the corner, and Sephiroth sank into the bed, crushing Kuja in his strong arms. Kuja trailed a fingertip over his bicep and swooned. "Just what are you going to do to me?" he inquired.

"Whatever I want," was Sephiroth's response as he claimed Kuja's lips with a bruising kiss. "You're mine, little cat." He slid one hand underneath Kuja to trace a long nail around Kuja's entrance, hidden tightly between his buttocks.

They were slick with perspiration, both of them, which was hardly surprising. Kuja dabbed at Sephiroth's face with his fingers and daintily began to lick the sweat from his brow. "Mmm," he sighed. "What is it about a rough brute of a man that turns me on so . . . ?"

"Who knows." Sephiroth's mouth sank to Kuja's neck, sipping and suckling. "Probably the same thing that turns me on about you."

"Hey, you in there?" Zack's knock came from outside the room, on the door.

"Yes, you insensitive thing," - Kuja wailed suddenly as he was penetrated and stroked from the inside by Sephiroth's long fingers - "and must you interrupt us? We're busy . . . " He arched his back and opened his mouth, his tongue sliding out over his lower lip and stirring in the moisture between teeth and lip. "Mmmnh," he groaned, "that's terribly good, Sephiroth . . . give it to me, let me feel you inside me . . . "

"You're hurrying me along," Sephiroth mused. "You're as horny as I am. Well, all right," he nodded. "Turn over . . . I'll ready you first."

"I don't think so," Kuja shook his head, anticipating Sephiroth's next move. "You lie down and I'll slicken that rod enough." He licked his lips and gazed at Sephiroth with a look of obscene hunger.

Sephiroth leaned back, relaxing in the bed. "What have you planned for me . . . ?" he wondered before Kuja's talented mouth slid down onto his phallus, suckling and drawing moisture from its depths. He swirled his tongue over the tip, which wept and pulsed between his lips, and pulled away. A small thread of glittering saliva connected them for a moment before it thinned and snapped in two, sparkling droplets falling on Sephiroth's thighs. "That was . . . too quick for me to enjoy," the General mused softly. "I wish you'd continue."

"Later, later, Sephiroth," Kuja purred huskily. "For now, it's time . . . " - He lifted himself to meet the hard shaft - "to have more consummate play . . . " Drawing himself up, he lowered himself onto the hard cock before him, feeling it widen him, and groaned in pleasure.

Sephiroth's head fell back against the pillows, and he too nodded with lust. "That's good . . . " he murred with glowing eyes. "Let me help." Lifting his hips, he held Kuja still and began to withdraw, then sank back in fast and deep. Kuja moaned with ecstasy and licked his lips, raking his fingernails over Sephiroth's nipples.

"Yes, Sephiroth, yes," he gasped. "Yes . . . " He whined as he was pushed back into the bed, Sephiroth sinking down onto him and deepening his thrusts. "Mmmmmhn . . . " Wrapping his legs around the silver-haired General's back, he rocked with every one of Sephiroth's hard thrusts. "Harder," he moaned. "Harder . . . "

Sephiroth drove in and ground his hips against Kuja's. "You really are a cocktease," he said smugly. "But I like you that way . . . don't you change." He kissed down Kuja's neck contentedly and thrust deeper, harder, until Kuja gasped in pain. "Is that deep and hard enough for you . . . ?" he wondered.

"Yes," Kuja moaned, "that's good . . . I don't suppose you knew I liked pain."

"It isn't hard to tell." Sephiroth gave Kuja a wink. "And, being a swordsman, I'm accustomed to it as well . . . so dig those pretty little nails into me as hard as you like." He ached to feel the familiar pain associated with his domination again; it had been so long . . .

Kuja raked Sephiroth's back with his nails, until he was sure he could feel flesh loosening under his hands. He pulled them back to find blood on his fingertips. "Well . . . First blood to me?" he ventured.

"Very good," Sephiroth agreed and bit down into Kuja's neck. "And now I have my first blood of the night." Lifting his head, he found a perfect crescent of teeth marks in the croft between Kuja's neck and shoulder. "Care to exchange, or would you like to taste me?" He looked up to see that Kuja had already begun to lick his fingers clean, sensuously stroking his tongue over the pads of his own fingers. "Mmm," Sephiroth expressed lustily and snapped his hips back and forth against Kuja.

The sorcerer moaned out, moving his own hips in return. "Yes, Sephiroth, so good . . . " His lips were aflame with passion's blush, and it was cascading down his throat, his chest, to his nipples, which were a dusky, rosy red. Sephiroth lowered his lips to one and suckled it deeply, then treated the other in kind, pummeling and abusing it with his lips, teeth and tongue. Kuja's fingers stirred in his hair and pulled him closer. "Yes, yes," he urged in a hoarse whisper. "Yes . . . !"

Sephiroth's mouth was filled with the taste of Kuja, his nose was full with his distinctive, pleasant scent, and his body was enflamed with the feel of the sorcerer's delicate, though obviously strong body. Kuja's hands moved to his buttocks and raked as he thrust, scratching, leaving what he was sure to be not just marks, but gashes.

Kuja's gasps becane ineffective, womanly sobs. "Please, Sephiroth . . . no more . . . I'm going to . . . I can't hold it . . . "

"Are you sure you don't want any more?" Sephiroth questioned, his hand sliding down between them to clasp Kuja's slender penis. "I can give you so much more . . . "

"No . . . no more, please, no more . . . "

The stroking began, turning his spine to fire.

" . . . Oh Gods, yes . . . more more-more-more," Kuja rasped, feeling the breath in his lungs being stolen away by the indelicate caress. "More, more, more more more more!" he wailed. "Don't stop, Sephiroth, don't stop . . . " His voice reached a squealing tone as Sephiroth's thrusts found his prostate, and slammed into it with unerring aim. "Sephiroth, I . . . Iiii . . . "

"Yes?"

" . . . I'm c-coming," Kuja panted, arching his back, "I'm coming . . . "

Sephiroth quickened his thrusts. "Give me just a moment, hold it back . . . " He slammed hard into Kuja, deeper than he'd found before, and Kuja's gasp of ecstasy became a yowl of pain. "Yes," Sephiroth groaned, burying his face into Kuja's hair. "Now . . . "

Kuja wasn't quite used to climax on command, but felt his orgasm quicken faster, pounding out of him in waves. "Sephiroth~~~~" he wailed. "So, so good . . . . . . "

"Yes," Sephiroth hissed. "Yes . . . " His seed poured out within Kuja, filling him with sinful, erotic warmth.

"Sephiroth . . . " Kuja pulled the General close, nestling his face into the silver hair above him, falling over them both like a silken veil.

The two of them would couple many times that night, but at the moment, Kuja could only think of sleep . . . sleep with the silver General, and the warmth of the next morning . . .

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VVL69: Nice lemon, don't you think?
Sephiroth: *Lounging and sipping a martini* It will do.
Kuja: *over his Cosmopolitan* Oh, Sephy, give her a break. She's only 21, and she's never had anal sex. She wouldn't know what it's like.
VVL69: Well, I think I do well enough for a writer. "Cum" again soon, mah peepz.
Kuja and Sephiroth: *Laughing* 'Mah peepz' . . .
VVL69: *Evil look* Don't make me kill you both in my next fanfic. I don't think snuff fics are illegal on this site.
Both: ><*