Nun and his Hooker Series

Title: Nun and Hooker Series
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Kink: Double Penetration
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Byakuya Kuchiki x Zaraki Kenpachi x Senbonzakura
Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: I neither own Bleach nor Byakuya and Zaraki [sadly ):] and don’t get any money for writing this fanfiction.

Warning:
English is not my mother tongue – I am still studying it.

Information:
Senbon gets his revenge.

Double Penetration

He was a cockwhore. There was no other way to describe the taller man. The noble was currently laying on his back, moaning around the cock of the 11th Division captain. That one was currently leaning on all fours over him, head facing the headboard of the bed, mouth around his cock. And that man didn’t seem to have any gag reflex at all! Without any hesitation the taller man deep throated him; moaning around his cock.
It was getting almost too much for Kuchiki and as soon as Kenpachi started to use his tongue around his dick he had to let the piece of flesh fall from his mouth. A deep moan escaped his lips. Damn that demon! Another deep moan, then a chuckle. Two could play this game. Quickly he placed two fingers in his mouth, coated them with drool and placed them then against the opening. Zaraki moaned around his cock, knowing just too well what would happen now. Byakuya let out another groan, then let his fingers slip into the demon’s tightness and placed his mouth around the cock once more.
This time it was Kenpachi’s turn to let go and moan loudly into the room.

“Kushi! Damn you!”

He was working now though, and nothing could keep Byakuya from not finishing a job. So he just let his tongue slide against the other’s dick and moved his fingers in and out in a maddening pace.

“Please Kushi....no... can’t...Kushi...”

Zaraki pleaded, but that was music to his ears. And Kami, he loved it when the other begged! So he continued faster and harder and faster and harder and then, with a loud scream, Kenpachi came in his mouth. Greedily the noble drank everything then let the flesh slip once more from his lips.

He panted. Nothing compared to Kenpachi though, who had his head placed on his elbows, ass still high in the air.

“Damn you Kuchiki.” He cursed against his arms, when he suddenly felt two hands moving up his tights to cup his ass. These hands, they were strong and calloused and... did not feel like Byakuya’s.
Quickly he moved around.

“What the... what is going on here?” he demanded to know, looking from the not-so-stranger to his lover, who luckily seemed as surprised as he was.

“Indeed.” The noble agreed and sat up. “What are you doing here... Senbonzakura?”
“Payback.” The spirit answered and started to undress, his grotesque face fixing the gaze of the demon sitting across from him, who seemed rather embarrassed. How lovely.

“Payback?”
“Yes.” He said and let the last garment fall from his body, leaving his mask in place though. “Was he, the great demon Zaraki Kenpachi, not the one who over and over told you how gay I am? Flower Boy, Pinky, sissy Zanpakuto.” He started to explain. “I think it’s about time to show the man just how gay I really am.... and who is the sissy here.” He added chuckling.

“Che.” The demon spat out and glared at the spirit. “Ya can’t change what ya are sissy. Better start to get used to it.” He purred, sending a big smirk at the spirit.

Byakuya got up to stand next to his Zanpakuto spirit and for the first time Kenpachi could really see the differences between them. Where Byakuya had a noble aura surrounding him, with lean muscles on his body, Senbonzakura gave off the air of a real warrior, hard thick muscles covering his entire body. That man, spirit, whatever sure had harder muscles and a thicker waist than he himself had. Zaraki cursed at the thought. He hated it when men looked stronger than him (one of the reasons why he tried to avoid standing next to Komamura. He looked tiny next to that giant). Luckily he still had broader shoulders than the spirit.

“Who told you I would allow you something like that?” The icy voice brought Kenpachi out of his thoughts.
“Oh come on.” The spirit sure was more casual and... relaxed than his owner. “Do not tell me you wouldn’t want to pay him back for all the times he taunted us.”
“Awwww poor crybaby. Was the big, bad demon mean to you.”
“Zaraki.”
“But Kushi. Your sissy sword is whining like a little girl!”
“Sissy sword? Little girl?” the noble repeated coldly and fixed Kenpachi with a glare.
“Well yeah, just said that didn’t I?”
“Yes.” The 6th Captain crossed his arms in front of his chest. “And I think it really is time to teach you a lesson, Zaraki.”
“What ya mean?” he asked his lover confused, a dread feeling starting to rise in his belly.

The spirit just chuckled and came closer to the bed before finally kneeling down on it and crawling up to the demon, who by now actually had a look of panic on his face.
“Don’t come any closer.” He growled, starting to back off.
“Now, who is the little girl?” Senbonzakura chuckled, gripped the right leg of the demon and pulled him towards himself.
“You fuckin’ asshole! Fuckin’ let go of me!” the demon shouted and started to kick the spirit with his left leg.
“Zaraki. Behave.”

That got the noble a glare from the demon.
“Relax? I don’t allow anybody else touching me!”
How endearing. Byakuya almost, almost told his Zanpakuto to let go of HIS demon, but then he remembered all the times Kenpachi has made fun of him. All the times he had to use ALL his cold Kuchiki strength to not beat the demon to the ground for it. And now he could get his revenge.
But he sure as hell didn’t want the demon to start running away from him after tonight. So it was best to cool him down some.

“Don’t get any closer.” He told his Zanpakuto, which looked perplexed at him at first, but then seemed to understand and nodded.

The noble got onto the bed and moved next to his lover, who looked between him and his spirit. Softly he placed a hand on the other’s right shoulder and moved it in soothing circles before kissing his left ear.

“I am the last person in this world who wants you to get hurt.” He whispered in his ear. “I would never allow it.”
He could feel the demon relax a little, finally noticing that it WAS Byakuya’s spirit and therefore probably just like the noble himself.
He took in a deep breath then nodded, getting even a little curious where that would take them now.

As soon as he felt the nod the 6th Captain smirked over the other’s shoulder. Good. He’s always wanted to have a threesome, until now he never knew who else he should allow to touch his possession though. Why he never thought of his Zanpakuto spirit he didn’t know, but it didn’t matter now anyway. It was time to start. He sent a look to Senbonzakura.

That one noticed the meaning behind that look right away, a demonic sparkle appearing in his eyes.
He tugged on that leg some more until Zaraki was laying straight on his back.
Ohhhh how would enjoy his revenge.

Slowly he crawled upwards, on all fours over the demon, looking down at the annoyed face. Currently Kenpachi didn’t seem to enjoy it at all. That was not his plan though. He wanted him to lose it, to go mad with pleasure, to beg, to squeal to scream... to show that HE is the one who is the sissy here. So he has to try harder.

He leaned downwards, his mask brushing the lips of the taller man, who didn’t react at all, before letting his tongue slip out and licking over thin lips. That got him a sharp intake of air. Interesting. The demon seemed quite sensible when it came to touch. All the better for him.
He let his tongue sweep one more time over the lips before forcefully kissing the other. Zaraki didn’t even think about letting the spirit past his lips, but Senbonzakura loved a good fight, and therefore pressed down harder against the mouth under him, until the flesh gave away and teeth met teeth. Yet the demon still didn’t open his mouth and unlike his owner he did not have a lot of patience. It was time to play unfair. Still pressing against the other he let his right hand slip between their bodies, gripping the soft cock and pumping it. Zaraki let out a long, hard groan and the spirit used that chance to let his tongue slip between the others teeth. Kenpachi bit down on it.

With a shout Senbonzakura moved backwards, sitting up and holding a hand over his mouth. He could taste the metallic flavour of blood. The 11th captain grinned up at him.

“Damn you Rukongai boy.” He cursed. “If you want a fight you can have it.”

He drove forwards and before Kenpachi had any chance to react he gripped his jaw in a fierce grip, pushing his fingers in between until he could feel the jaw giving in – opening the others mouth. The demon glared at him, but he didn’t give a damn about that now. He leaned down once more, openly kissing the others mouth, letting his tongue sweep in it and tasting him. And damn, that man tasted good. His owner’s lover didn’t intend to go without a fight though, he could feel his arms on his shoulders, trying to push him away. Well the captain may be taller than him, but he was stronger AND in the better position. So he just pushed his knees further in the bed and continued to kiss the unwilling mouth, drool already running down their chins.

Byakuya couldn’t say he was completely untouched by them. The cocksucking he received earlier almost has brought him to the edge and now seeing his lover being devoured by the sword he owned. He let out a groan.

The noise didn’t go completely unnoticed by Kenpachi. He looked at his lover, his head still in a deathgrip, and almost lost himself when he saw the other’s expression. There wasn’t anything of the cool, always collected Kuchiki noble left. He closed his eyes and moaned in the unwanted kiss. And even though he and the spirit weren’t on the best of terms, he could do that for Byakuya. So he let one hand slip from the broad shoulder, just to grip the wrist, which was holding his head in place. This time he did not intend to push the other away though. Slowly he stroked it while starting to kiss back.

Senbonzakura moaned when he could feel the man under him relaxing. He let go of the jaw and used his now free hand to stroke down the long neck. His tongue in the meantime seeked out the other’s and they soon battled against each other.

Byakuya took his cock in his hand and slowly started to stroke it up and down. The scene in front of him was making him so hot. But he didn’t want to come like that, he had to be IN his lover.

“Don’t play too long with him Senbon. I want to have him soon.”

The spirit stopped the wild kissing to look at his master.

“I thought I can have him.”
“You thought wrong.”
“But I want to fuck him. Please master.”
“Nobody is allowed to do that.”
“Surely you can make an exception for your most loyal servant.”
“The fuck!” Kenpachi cursed and looked between both of them. “Ya do know I am still here, do ya? And nobody can have me. Especially not that sissy stranger!” he spat out and nodded at the spirit.

Senbonzakura growled and clamped down the hand that had been resting on the other’s neck until now.

“We will show you, who the sissy in this room is. When we are through with you, you will know that we are superior. That you have to show us the respect we deserve.”
“The hell I will do!” the demon chocked out.

So much ‘we’. Byakuya stroked his chin and smirked. Well if they BOTH had to teach the demon a lesson, then they BOTH should do it.

“I think.” He interrupted the bickering. “That we both will do you, Zaraki.”
“What ya mean?”
“You will see.” He purred and chuckled. “Now continue Senbon.”

The spirit didn’t have to be told twice. He removed his hand from around the neck and placed both of them on the other’s kneeds, spreading him widely.

“You fucking gay spirit! Damn you sissy ass! When I...”

But the spirit didn’t care what Kenpachi would do to him. He picked up his right leg and kissed his ankle before slowing licking a path upwards.
The demon let himself fall further into the cushions, groaning loudly.

In the meantime Byakuya busied himself with getting the lube out of the nightstand drawer. He looked at the tube closely. Almost empty and after today night, he shivered at the thought, they sure as hell would need a new one. Opening the tube he let it fall next to Kenpachi’s hips before moving upwards and kissing his lover.

As soon as his lover’s mouth was on him he lost every coherent thought. He slid his arms around the smaller man’s shoulders to pull him closer, while groaning into the kiss.

By now the spirit reached the other’s upper tight, showering it in kisses and little bites. The man was really gorgeous; no wonder his master wanted him all to himself. Those legs alone were to drool over. He groaned against a tight before letting his tongue sweep up to a hip bone.

Kenpachi groaned louder into the kiss, hips surging forwards. It was getting so hot in the room and these sensations; he could already feel his cock hardening again.

Byakuya let go of the delicious lips and sat back on his calves. He took three deep breathes to cool down again before setting to work on the other’s chest, taking a nipple between his lips and sucking on it.

Just in that moment Senbonzakura decided to start sucking on the proud flesh, begging for attention.

Zaraki let out a long, wailing moan; head thrown back, hands clawing blankets and feet pushed in the mattress to push hips upwards.

That sound was music to his ears. He took the tube of lube, his master placed next to them earlier, in his hand and covered his fingers in the slippery substance. All the while his tongue licked over the slit. Once his fingers were covered enough he sat back and pushed both legs against the others chest; opening him completely. His master quickly noticed that and took the left leg in his hand to hold it in place, while the spirit continued to hold back the right one. Satisfied that both limbs were not out of his way he moved forward again; licking a path from cleft to testicles before taking the hard member back in his mouth.

Holding the left leg in place, Byakuya continued to bite and suck on the other’s side. Making sure that everything he did became visible. With another man having a chance with HIS lover he felt even more possessive than before. He had to make sure to mark is poverty.

Zaraki’s mouth was slack, opened widely to let all the moans escape. His head was moving left and right, the sensations were far too much for him. Those two were killing him, killing him in the fire they created. It was far too much and before long he came again with a loud shout, blankets tearing under his fingers.

Senbonzakura moaned around the cock in his mouth, drinking down the sticky substance of the man they both indented to ravish. Sitting up he watched the other two. His master by now has reached the other’s navel, biting around it. Most likely to leave more marks, the spirit figured when he saw the chest, which was rising and falling quickly, being covered in bright red marks.
The demon had his eyes closed and head thrown back, panting heavily. His hair was tossed around him and hands still had a deathgrip on the now torn blankets.
So fuckable. He couldn’t wait any longer.

He let a finger slide over the cleft, Kenpachi moaning loudly, ass moving towards him.
The spirit chuckled.

“My, my, aren’t you a little cockwhore?” he purred.
“Shut the fuck up!” a breathless Kenpachi cursed, not sounding threatenly at all though.
“You must have been liked by a lot of men in Zaraki. Those long legs... and that attitude in bed. I am quite sure they loved to smash you in the ground, taking pleasure out of your sweet, little ass while you cursed them all to hell and back.” He continued.
“Fuck you!” the demon shouted and leaned up on elbows. “I told you to shut the fuck up you fucking asshole! You fucking know nothing about that damn place! So either get going or move the fuck out of this fucking bed!”

The demon seemed more than just pissed off, big waves or raietsu moving around him.

Byakuya sat up quickly, placed his free hand on Kenpachi’s shoulder and pressed him down on the bed again. The 11th Captain let it happen, still fixing the spirit with a mean glare.

“Do not listen to him, Zaraki. You are right, he knows nothing. WE know nothing. He just wants to get a raise out of you. Ignore him.” He soothed the taller man.

The spirit knew that he had to do something quickly now to calm the situation again. He did not want to leave the bed now. Especially when his cock was aching like that.

“I apologize.” He breathed out and then, while having surprise on his side, moved the finger quickly in the other’s ass.

Kenpachi didn’t have time to answer, the finger moving inside of him keeping him from forming words. So he let his head fall back once more, enjoying being filled.

Happy that the situation didn’t go out of hand Byakuya breathed out and went back to business. He stroked over the tight he was still holding; from knee to ass and back up again, while licking a path from one hipbone to the other.

The noises the taller man let slip from his lips almost made him come. It slowly became a torture to hold back. But he had to do this slowly. It was the least thing he could do for him. Carefully he let a second finger slip in; it surprised him a little that the demon was THAT tight. Thought he’d be loosened there a little already after all the fucking those two did. But that man was still as tight as a virgin. Senbonzakura groaned and added a third finger. He pushed them in and out, in and out, always making sure to hit the other’s prostate. Then he started to spread them widely, needed to widen the man as much as he could.

He groaned curses against the pillows; his dick already aching once more. How often were they going to make him come until they started with the main event? Until he lost his head? Well then they better hurry soon, because he was pretty damn sure he already lost it some time ago. He whined when his prostate was touched once more. And suddenly he felt the noble’s mouth over his dick for the second time tonight. Zaraki cried out.

Byakuya noticed that his servant intended to put everything on the next step. So the least thing he could do for Zaraki was to completely take his mind off of Senbon. He just hoped the demon was willing in the end; the thought of what they planed already sending shivers down his back.

As soon as he saw his master wrapping his lips around the demon’s flesh he added a fourth finger in the tight opening. He could feel the 11th Captain clench down on it, not used to that many fingers in his tight ass, but Byakuya immediately started to suck harder on his dick while starting to play with his balls, the other hand spreading Zaraki’s legs some more. That seemed to be enough to get the man relaxed and moaning again. The spirit continued to carefully push all four fingers in and out of the tight, little opening, while watching the man’s face. He was so aroused. His eyes seemed off focus and dazed, mouth open wide to get at least some air in his lungs, while moaning loudly; a noise between an animal growl and whining. The spirit had to avert his gaze in fear he’d lose it before he even started. Once he felt that the walls were loosened enough he added his fifth finger.
Zaraki let out a pained groan. He felt sorry for the man, so he stopped his movements to give him some time to relax once more, while he saw his master stroking soothing circles on a tight.

Damn that hurt! The fourth finger already was painful, but Byakuya managed to take his mind off it. The fifth finger was already too much. Never before had he been filled like that! What were those two trying to do with him? He was just thankful the fingers stopped for a moment, although the spirit did not remove them. So it was probably best to get used to them. Kenpachi groaned and took in deep breathes, trying to put all the strain on his hands, clenching the blankets, and off his ass. That seemed to be the trick, because after some moments the stabbing pain became numb, a pleasant tingling already starting once more.

He was proud of his demon. He did not move away, tried to even accept the fingers. Moving his mouth off the flesh, which earned him a displeased groan, he placed the hand, which has until now stroked the quivering tight, around it and pumped it, while moving downwards to take a nut between his lips, rolling it around. Hips surged upwards, forcing himself deeper onto the fingers and into the mouth, which were both torturing him. Poor, little Zaraki.

Feeling the walls relaxing again he started to move his fingers, making sure to always touch the little gland inside. And just after a few moments the demon was moaning loudly again, moving himself faster and harder against the fingers. The spirit was very pleased with the man. Looking down he noticed that, even though his fingers were quite thick and calloused, they were not enough to prepare the man. He removed them, hips jerking against him to take them back in, and spread some more lube onto them, this time making sure to cover his whole fist though. He gripped the leg tighter, kissed it softly and spread it even more, before moving his fist against the opening. The spirit sent a short glance to his master, who was watching him while sucking on a nut, and then forced his fist into the entrance.

Zaraki screamed, before covering his mouth with a hand. Has that damn spirit completely lost it? The pain was unbearable; he wanted to get away from it! But the two men were holding tightly onto him, keeping him from escaping. Damn those two! He’ll so beat BOTH their asses next time he had the chance to.

“Shhhhh....” the soft whisper and kissing of his leg cooled him down a little. The spirit. “Try to stay calm. This pain also will disappear soon. Try to relax.”
“You idiot.” He chocked out. “You try to relax when a fist is moving in your ass!”
That earned him a chuckle from his lover, who had his lips still around him. The sensation was heady and managed to make him relax a little.
“That’s it.” Another kiss; this time on his knee. “Calm down. Accept it.”

He so wished he could say something back. But the pleasant feeling on his balls and the stabbing pain in his ass made it impossible. He hoped the method from before would help again, so he clenched the blankets, which by now didn’t look like blankets anymore, harder again while trying to relax his inner walls. It took by far longer this time, but in the end it actually worked. The pain seemed to go numb again and he was able to take in deeper breaths once more.

“Good Rukongai boy. That’s how you do it.” He chocked out. He himself was so close already and seeing now his fist, his fucking fist, move in and out of that little opening. It became too much.
“Master. Master please. I can barely hold back.” He pleaded.

It was not like Byakuya was doing any different. So he was all too happy to hear his servant asking for permission. He sat up over his lover’s waist and moaned deeply when he saw the fist of the spirit moving in and out. It really was too much.
It was time they started.

Quickly the noble got off the waist and sat down next to his lover. He gripped the tube of lube and spread half of the left-over content on his aching dick. When he was sure his flesh was coated enough he laid down on his back and nodded at his servant, who nodded back and removed his first.
Once more a whiny groan escaped the taller’s lips.

Byakuya moved out his arm, stroking his lover’s cheek until he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at him.

“Come boy. Straddle me.”

Shakily the demon got up and placed his knees left and right of the noble’s waist. The 6th Captain placed his hands on the other’s hips and moved him downwards. Finally he felt the tight walls around his cock. It was about time. He groaned loudly and let Zaraki get used to the feeling before he moved his hands to the other’s arms, pulling him downwards until he lay flat on his chest.

“Baby.” He started to whisper in his ear. “Try to stay relaxed now. The pain will ebb away soon Dear.”

He was so damn close. And when he saw that tall, lanky man sliding down on his master’s cock it became unbearable. Now he was kneeling behind them, swallowing down the drool that formed in his mouth. Quickly he coated his cock with the last bit of lube, all the while looking at the place where his master vanished in the demon. So hot.

At first he wondered why his lover was telling him that, or why he was drawing soothing circles on his back. It was not his first time and the other was already in. So what was going on? Then he felt the strong hands of the spirit on his ass, stroking up and down until they gripped his hips tightly. A dread feeling started in the pit of his stomach. Suddenly he felt the tip of the other’s penis against his opening. Was he going to penetrate him too?

“Wait!” he said panicked and tried to move away, but too late. Slowly the samurai slid in next to his lover.

Zaraki let out a pained grown and clenched Byakuya’s shoulders. The noble continued with the soothing circles, had trouble taking in much needed air though. The other captain was usually already always so tight and now with a second cock in that tight space. He bit down on his lips until they bled.

Senbonzakura clenched the hips tighter and led out a shout. Never before had his cock been held so tightly. He didn’t dare to move though, not while the demon still tried to get rid of him. Carefully he leaned downwards and started to kiss the neck in front of him while stroking up and down the demon’s side.

It was so painful. He had to swallow down a sob. But the touches were so soothing. He took in deep breathes, his eyes tightly shut. He could do it. He could let them do it. He took in some more breathes. Slowly the pain once more became numb. Yes, he really could do it now. Besides, it’s not like he hasn’t felt worse pain before. He laid his head down on the noble’s shoulder after moving his hands away from his shoulders, clawing the pillows next to his head.

Slowly he stroked down his lover’s back to his ass, which he held tightly until he could feel him relax again. Finally. He didn’t know how much longer he could have lain still. Carefully he started to move that ass against his pelvis, searching for the other’s prostate to make him enjoy the situation.

When he felt his master start to rock that ass he let out a moan. It was about time. Carefully he too started to move Zaraki against him, all the time licking and sucking on the delicious neck in front of him. Suddenly the demon shoved backwards and let out a long, needy moan.

“Master, I think we found it.”
“Oh yes,” a chuckle. “I think we did.”

Pushing his knees in the bed, between his master’s legs, he slowly sat up, making sure to not slip out of that tight channel. The spirit let go of the slim hips and moved his arms to the other’s side, slipping around his waist and picking him up until the demon’s back was against his chest.

“Mhm Rukongai boy. You are gorgeous filled up like that.” He whispered in his ear before kissing it. Then he moved downwards, sucking once more on the neck while playing with those cute, pink little nipples. Once he had the tall man moaning he started to move his hips against the other’s ass, groaning loudly against the skin.

The sight was unbearable. His lover’s head was on his servant’s shoulder, who sucked that fine neck while playing with the other’s nipples. Zaraki moaned loudly, eyes closed tightly and dick standing out proudly. And from this angle he could even see himself disappearing in him. He moaned and sat up, catching his lover’s lips in an open-mouthed kiss while placing his hands on his hips and moving them against his.

He was so close to coming all over them. His prostate was touched non-stop, those two taking turns hitting against it. And hands, hands all over him; playing with his nipples and moving his hips harder against them, which caused their cocks hitting his spot even harder than before. He knew that Byakuya was kissing him, but by now he was far too gone to kiss back. He let the other devour his open mouth, while he moaned – tears of arousal running down his cheeks. They were burning him alive.

He knew he was going to come any moment, but he needed to mark his lover some more. Letting go of the hips he moved his hands further south, gripping that ass, pulling those nicely shaped cheeks apart and slamming his cock into the tight channel with everything he got. He couldn’t use technique anymore. He just had to fuck. Simply fuck.

As soon as he noticed that his master, who always had a cool head, lost control he did too. He wrapped one hand around the demon’s cock, pumping it in a hasty pace, while moving his other on the inside of the other’s right tight, spreading Kenpachi even more.

“Yes. Yes that’s it Rukongai boy. Just look at yourself. Getting fucked by the sissies eh? What does that make you Rukongai boy? The biggest sissy on earth? You are so gay for our cocks, are you not? Love to be filled up until you can feel our cocks coming up your throat. You gay little sissy.” He groaned in the other’s ear while slamming himself forcefully in the taller man, causing them all to almost fall over.

Zaraki didn’t know what the other was babbling about. He continued to moan and sob, everything was far too much for him. And when both of them suddenly slammed their cocks against his prostate at the same time he came. He came and he came and he came. It felt like he would never stop. As if his life was drained out of him.

Byakuya let out a scream when his cock was gripped so tightly. He bit down on his lover’s lips and came deep inside him.

Senbonzakura bit down on the demon’s shoulder as he finally could let go and came deep inside the tall man. Once he was done he slowly slid out of him, still holding the other tightly against him.

The noble let himself fall back on his back, hands moving back to the other’s hips to pick him up long enough to slip out of him. He moaned when he saw all the cum running down these long legs.

Once they slid out of him he let out a shaky moan. Then he removed the hands around his body and laid down next to his lover. He didn’t trust his voice to say anything anymore tonight.

As soon as his lover had his head on his chest he started to stroke through the silky hair, while watching the ceiling. He took in a deep breath and then closed his eyes. This moment was so perfect.

At first the samurai spirit wasn’t sure if he should leave or not, but decided against it. He took in a deep breath and then laid down against the demon’s back, placing a hand on the other’s hip, stroking it carefully.

The demon purred contently.
“But damn.” He thought. “I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”