The Boy with the Wolf Eyes 14

Story by Ryubarra on SoFurry

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#14 of The Boy with the Wolf Eyes series

I'm not really sure how to describe this chapter. It was by far my favorite to write and i hope you enjoy it to the same degree i did. I am still new to the whole yiff thing and therefore there will probably be more than a few errors or idiosyncrasies. If you would be so kind as to point that out via PM (just to save face) that would be awesome, but for some who can't restrain themselves, a comment works just as well. Hammerfist has been a wonderful help with the grammar, spelling, and the anatomical specifics that i had overlooked.

Disclaimers:

-m/m themes

-language

-yiff

-i don't hold nor claim any rights to Bleach, including but not limited to: characters, settings, names, and plot (however, if one of you guys does, and sees fit to integrate this into the anime... let it be known that i have no objections.)


I was still griping to myself when music started to play. Almost everyone paired up immediately; Yamada had paired up with a random girl from the academy. A small smile touched my lips when I saw Komamura dancing with Unohana; despite the fact that Komamura was twice her size, it seemed that Unohana was the one leading. I watched as a slow dance started, and everyone held their partner close to them. A slight pang of jealousy went through me. I was still watching as Unohana tilted her head back and smiled at Komamura before saying something to him that I could not hear.

Komamura's ear twitched, and then he looked over at me. He leaned down and whispered something back to Unohana. She just nodded and smiled. He broke apart from her and headed for an open door at the back of the ballroom. He beckoned for me to follow him before disappearing into the darkness of the night.

I waited for a few minutes and then got up and stretched out my legs before following him. I walked outside and stood there for a minute, letting myself be engulfed in the feeling of the area. The air was warm and carried the scent of cinnamon and herbs. The moonlight bathed everything in its silvery glow. There was a small wood in front of me that danced with the breeze, and music that drifted from inside. I walked forward and let the miniscule forest capture me. It was beautiful and vibrant with life. I jumped when I felt Komamura's breath behind me and his arm slowly ensnaring my waist. I looked up at him and rubbed my cheek against the furry hand that was on my shoulder. He turned me around and gently placed a kiss on my mouth. I gasped as I saw how he looked under the moon's enchanting luminescence. Komamura's crème colored fur blazed like a miniature inferno. His copper fur gained a silvery luster and stood out in sharp contrast with his eyes, which were a molten gold that were filled with love, tenderness, and desire.

I opened my mouth to tell him what I thought and then clamped it shut as I realized how foolish it would sound.

Komamura tilted his head to the side and looked at me before asking, "What is it?"

I shook my head. "Nothing, just something stupid; you would laugh," I said, looking down.

Komamura took my chin with his thumb and forefinger, and his eyes bored into mine. "I would never laugh at you. Now tell me what it was you were going to say."

"I was going to say that, with the light and everything, you looked beautiful," I said and then ducked my head again, feeling my face flush several shades deeper.

A low rumbling shook Komamura's chest. I looked up at him, hurt. "You said you wouldn't laugh!"

My outburst elicited a small noise from his maw. Before I could say anything, he kissed me on the lips, introducing his tongue to mine. I immediately forgot what I was mad about and was shocked at the intrusion; but then I closed my eyes and relaxed, letting my tongue start to venture on its own. All too quickly, Komamura broke the kiss.

"I wasn't laughing at you, just the irony of the situation."

I gave him a questioning look, still a little dazed from the amazing kiss.

He kissed me on the forehead before responding. "I was about to tell you the same thing."

I couldn't really say anything in response; he thinks I am beautiful.

He kneeled down beside me, still a foot taller than me, and looked at me to see if he had said something wrong. When he was close enough, I flung my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He moved his arms around my back and squeezed tightly, just under the point where it would be difficult to breathe.

He picked me up and started walking deeper into the cover of the trees. I nestled my head against his chest and could hear the steady thump, thump of his beating heart. I closed my eyes and breathed in the air as I relaxed to the rhythm and motion of Komamura's steps. Komamura walked for a few more minutes and then gently set me down at the edge of a clearing. I opened my eyes, and my breath caught in my chest as I took in the sight of what was around me. The trees formed a perfect 'O 'around a small pond that reflected the moon back unto itself. The grass was short, and the roots of the trees were covered in a green blanket of moss. All life seemed to be in a sort of stasis in this magical area. It looks like something from a fairy tale a mother would read to her child.

Komamura sat down beside me and slung his arm over my side, pulling me close to him. I took my usual spot, cuddling with his chest. We stared out at the pond in silence for a couple of minutes, just enjoying the feeling of being close to each other. Komamura's hand started rubbing lazy circles on my arm. I let out a contended sigh and breathed in his scent, a light animal musk that filled my nostrils with its intoxicating qualities. Komamura's body shifted as he slid his hand into the folds of my Hakama; his fur bristled across my skin as if it carried a static charge. I moaned a little as his paw started to move across my chest, exploring the new area. I brought my hand up and gently placed it on his lap, tracing the abundant muscle through the thin cloth. A shiver ran up Komamura's body as he felt the contact. I shyly took my hand away.

"Don't stop," Komamura breathed gently.

I smiled a little and put my hand back where it was before and resumed running my finger along the slightly bulging muscles in his lower thigh. I was so completely transfixed on the feeling that I hadn't noticed my hand rubbing along a slight firmness in his pants. I looked up at Komamura questioningly.

He just let his hand continue to explore my chest, occasionally teasing one of my nipples. I held my breath and started rubbing my hand directly on his throbbing crotch. A low moan liberated itself from Komamura's maw. I picked myself up from the ground. Komamura opened one of his eyes in question; I plopped myself down into his lap, facing him. I leaned my head forward and placed my lips gently onto his. He chuckled a little bit before bringing my body closer to his, smothering me in his warmth. The music from the hall drifted through, carried on the lazy breeze. I broke the kiss and looked at Komamura seriously.

"Can I ask something of you?" I asked him, whispering in the silent darkness.

"Anything," Komamura breathed.

"Will you dance with me?" I asked.

He looked at me before sighing. "I can't dance, but if it makes you happy I will endure." As he finished his sentence, he sat me down and stood up. He took my hand in his and walked toward the center of the clearing.

I laughed a little. "That's okay, I can't either; we will learn together," I said, bouncing up and down, caught up in the magic of the moment.

"Or fail miserably," Komamura grumbled under his breath.

"Alright, no need to be pessimistic about it," I said, playfully.

"I'm not; I'm being realistic," Komamura said before pulling me close to him.

He placed one of his hands on my shoulder and the other around my waist. We swayed for a bit, just moving in time to the music as it filled the air. Then Komamura started moving me to the left and right, and soon we were dancing rather clumsily through the little clearing.

I looked up at Komamura and smiled before saying, "Still think we are going to fail miserably?"

He just grunted in response, and we continued to dance.

I looked up and stared at Komamura. His eyes were gently closed, and he seemed to be humming something to himself. I once again took notice of the sheer size of him. He was over nine feet tall and despite that, I was not intimidated. I took comfort in the fact that he so easily dominated me. I leaned my head back against Komamura's flat stomach, listening to his steady pulse. We danced for a little while longer but had to stop when I tripped over Komamura's foot and we ended up as a tangled mass on the ground.

"That is what I meant by failing miserably," Komamura said, heaving himself up off of the ground.

I was about to say something when I saw the small smile on his face. "Well It could be worse, but I guess we probably should get a shower though," I finished as I saw the mud that had caked on Komamura's fur.

"That probably wouldn't be a bad idea," he said as he noticed a spot of dirt on the tip of my nose.

"Shall we go then?" I asked, standing up.

"Might as well," Komamura said, picking up his Zanpakutõ.

I picked up Heiwa-Tekina Kagami and followed Komamura.

We arrived at the barracks without incident and went to Komamura's quarters where a sleeping Lieutenant Iba could be seen from behind a mountain of papers at Komamura's desk.

Komamura walked over to him and gently shook his shoulder. "Tetsuzaemon, why don't you go to your quarters and get some sleep. You've done more than enough and deserve to sleep in an actual bed."

Iba just grunted and stood up, heading for his quarters. As he left, Komamura went to the door and locked it.

"That should prevent any unwanted disturbances," Komamura said as he turned to face me. "I am going to take a shower," he said, heading for the bathroom.

I was going to ask him if it would be okay for me to join him and closed my mouth before it could slip out. Then I thought what the hell. We were probably going to do more things than that.

"Komamura?" I asked, trying to build up some courage.

"Yes?" he replied.

"Can- can I join you?" As the last word left my mouth I felt my face flush red.

Komamura turned toward me with a small smile on his face. "Yes, I would like that."

I smiled and rushed over to him. He slung his arm over my shoulder and brought me close as he led me to his giant bathroom.

He opened the door and led me in. He immediately started to take off his haori, letting it drop to the floor around his feet. I turned around and gave him a small amount of privacy, hoping he wouldn't notice the blush coloring my cheeks. I bent down and started untying my sandal straps. When that was done, I turned around, and my jaw almost hit the floor.

Komamura was standing with his back to me a couple of feet away, undoing the lower part of his shinigami uniform. As it fell away, revealing his naked body I had to pinch the bridge of my nose to prevent a fountain of blood from spewing. Komamura's body was covered in bulging muscle that rippled with the tiniest of movements. His fur covered him from head to foot and was a solid copper all the way down. His ass was PERFECT! it was two round lumps of flesh that boasted their own masculinity, and finally HE HAD A TAIL! It was a wolf's tail that swished playfully in the air as he looked over his shoulder at me. He turned around and used his tail to cover up his crotch. I took in the front of his body and noticed the same amount of muscle that rippled with every movement. His chest was a solid hunk of muscle that rose and fell regularly with his breathing. The crème color of his fur reached from his lower muzzle and bloomed on his chest, ending in sharply defined edges in the middle of his torso.

Without really noticing it, I stepped forward and started running my fingers through his soft fur. It felt like the fur of his hands and face but just a bit thinner. I looked down and couldn't contain my curiosity any longer. I gently nudged his tail out of the way. My eyes became the size of planets as I took in the sight of Komamura's penis. It was eleven inches long and two inches in girth AND STILL GROWING. I watched as it pulsed with the beating of his heart. Komamura didn't say anything as I continued to take in the sight of his body. A minute passed, and Komamura gently touched my shoulder in silent question.

I slumped my shoulders and let my haori fall to the ground.

Komamura placed his hand on the inside of my Hakama's collar. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he breathed in my ear, the warm air making me shiver in excitement and anticipation.

"I'm a little nervous, but yes," I said.

"There is no need to be. If you are uncomfortable we will stop," he said gently.

"Thank you." I took a deep breath and then shrugged off the top of my Hakama.

Komamura didn't need any more encouragement and undid the sash at my waist' letting the bottom of my outfit fall in a pool of fabric at our feet, leaving only my light kimono and underwear still on. Komamura removed the kimono with a flick of his wrist and then pulled me up into his arms. He kissed me gently and hooked a thumb under the waistband, removing my last article of clothing. I blushed as he looked at my entire body bared before him. I gasped a little as he ran a finger down my stomach and started to softly stroke my penis.

He chuckled a bit and walked us to the shower. When we got inside, he set me down on the ground and started to rinse himself off. I did the same and soon all the caked dirt and grime was flowing down the drain. I grabbed some soap and started rubbing it into the fur on his stomach. I slid my hand down and started stroking his hardening member. A glob of precum started to ooze from his slit, and I started pumping harder. Komamura stopped me and held my hand still. I took the hint and left it alone. I looked up at him and hugged him. He picked me up in an embrace, and I wrapped my legs around his torso. I kissed him on the lips, and he slid his tongue into my mouth gently. He grabbed a glob of soap and rubbed it into my hair, some of it getting into my eyes. Scowling, I shot my hand forward and pinched one of his nipples.

A startled yelp elicited itself from his lips. He leered at me evilly as I laughed. "You want to play like that, do you?"

I sucked in a breath as he grabbed both of my nipples and twisted them, hard. I gasped in surprise as his mouth enclosed one, and he started licking and sucking on it. He finished by nipping at it and then turned his attention to the other pert nipple.

I yelped when his teeth grazed my sensitive skin. "All right, you win!"

He chuckled menacingly. "Not yet, I haven't."

With that, he continued to tease my nipples with one of his hands while stroking my cock with the other one. He buried his face into my neck and started to suck and nip at the flesh there.

He continued to jack me off for about two minutes before he stopped, feeling my cock throbbing meaning it was about to cum. He pulled his face back and stared at the new hickeys on my neck with satisfaction.

"Now I won," Komamura said, kissing each one of the new love marks.

"I'd say," I replied, coming down from my high. I rubbed my sore nipples. "That hurt Komamura."

He just chuckled and then grew slightly serious. "Sajin."

I looked up at him. "What?"

"Call me Sajin; it's my name," he explained.

"Sa-jin Sajin," I said, testing it out. "I like it! I like your name."

"Call me it from now on," he said as he washed the soap from my hair.

We continued to wash ourselves, and then we both got out to dry off. Sajin wrapped me in a towel and vigorously rubbed me down and patted me dry, paying very good attention to my still-hard penis. He stroked me a few times and then looked me in the eye.

"Are you uncomfortable with this?" Sajin asked, still lightly fingering my cock.

"Quite the contrary, actually," I said, smiling at the feeling.

"Would you like to feel something even better?" he breathed.

"Absolutely," I said, doing my best to keep from thrusting into his hand.

"Good," he said. He reached down and picked me up in a fireman's carry, walked out of the bathroom, and gently set me down on the bed.

He climbed up so that he was over me and staring right into my eyes. He closed his eyes slowly and started to kiss me. His tongue forced itself into my mouth and wrapped around my tongue and explored my mouth passionately. He broke the kiss and opened his eyes. He kissed me on the forehead and slowly started to work his way down my body: he kissed my neck, my chest, and started to play with my nipples some more. He skipped my crotch entirely and let his tongue slowly glide up and down my legs. I shivered as the sensation over took me. Finished with my legs, he kissed his way up to my member and gently kissed the head, purple with need for release. He kissed it a few times and then slid his black lips over it and started to knead my balls with his hand.

I gasped as I felt the warm flesh of Sajin's mouth enclose my cock, his tongue gently stroking it and wrapping around it. His hand playing with my balls felt like magic as the fur rubbed against the naked skin stretched tight. He let go of my cock with a wet plop and took my balls into his mouth and started stroking my shaft with his free hand. The sudden air was cold and sharp after the moist warmth of Sajin's mouth. His hand acted as a firm insulator as he started stroking me feverishly. His tongue was all over my balls and it felt amazing as he sucked them and let them pop out of his mouth, only to be brought back in again and again. He released my balls and watched as they retracted into my body as my orgasm approached. He lowered his head some more and licked my scrotum, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through my body. Finally done with teasing me, Sajin wrapped his mouth around my throbbing shaft and started bobbing his head up and down again while using his tongue to create a moist friction.

I groaned as the throbbing in my cock took on a whole new level. I knew I was going to cum soon. "Unh- Sa- Sajin, I'm -unh- going to- unh- cum!" I cried as I felt myself approach the point of no return.

Sajin chuckled a bit and started bobbing faster, using his tongue to create even more friction. I gasped as the vibrations worked into my cock and sent me over the edge.

"Sajin!" I screamed. My back arched with my release as my hips lifted off the bed in a final thrust into his mouth, and my slit felt as if it were on fire as it shot rope after rope of cum into Sajin's throat. I rode the wave of euphoria and laid back down, panting and covered in sweat. Sajin kept my length in his mouth long after it had gone limp, milking it for every last drop of cum. After a couple of minutes, he let it fall from his mouth and land on my stomach with a soft thud.

He brought his head up to mine and gulped loudly before opening his mouth. "Delicious." he said before kissing me.

I met his tongue halfway and was surprised, and slightly turned on, by the fact that I could taste myself on his breath. I kissed him harder pressing my hands to either side of his face and smashed my lips against his. He seemed caught off guard and pulled back a little.

"I want you in me," I whispered, caught up in the moment of passion and lust.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Positive," I said, slowly grinding my hips against his.

"We don't have any lubricant," he said, then groaned as he felt my hand grab his shaft.

"I can take care of that, just say yes," I breathed in his ear.

"Yes," he said, slowly thrusting his hips into my hand.

"Thank you," I said, kissing him once more on the lips before scooting down.

I started to finger his shaft lightly, tracing it with my finger before kissing the tip of it gently. It throbbed involuntarily in response. I ran my tongue over my lips and got the light taste of it. It tasted slightly salty with something that wasn't really describable that I knew was skin. I swallowed before opening my mouth and fitting about half of Sajin's meat into my mouth. I tried to put more in, but I gagged and decided to just keep it where it was. I bobbed up and down slowly, letting my tongue apply saliva to lubricate his twitching meat. I let a pool of drool build up in my mouth, and I let it slide down his pulsing cock, completely lubricating it. I used my hand and spat a little into it and started spreading the fluid evenly across his entire length. I kissed the tip one more time and came back to face Sajin.

"That should do it," I said.

"Are you absolutely sure you want me in you?" Sajin asked, making sure I didn't change my mind or get cold feet.

"I am positive. Don't worry; I will let you know if I change my mind. I want you to enjoy yourself too," I said.

"I enjoy every second I am with you," Komamura whispered before straddling me. "I will go slow and give you time to adjust."

"Okay," I whispered as I felt his twitching heat press against my entrance.

He guided it in with his hand and forced steadily, trying to get past my entrance.

I pushed out a little to help him enter and gasped in pain as his huge head entered me. I clenched the sheets as I felt Sajin enter me slowly, adding inch to inch, filling me entirely. I moaned a little as I felt something inside of me tear. Sajin stopped immediately and started to pull out a little.

"NO!" I exclaimed. "Don't stop, just give me a minute to get used to it."

Sajin seemed reluctant but stayed where he was. After a few minutes, I sighed and told him to continue. He slid in, and once again I was gripping the sheets for dear life as I felt every centimeter fill me. I let out a sigh of relief when I felt his hips pressed against my ass. He sat there a minute before slowly pulling back and sliding back in.

I gasped at the foreign sensation and bit my tongue as I felt him hit my prostate. He waited and thrust into me again. After a while he picked up speed and started thrusting harder.

I clenched my teeth the entire time, not wanting him to stop on my account. I groaned in pleasure every time he hit my prostate just the right way to send shivers through my entire body. Soon, the pain dulled to a faint throbbing, and finally it went away entirely, leaving only the burning pleasure of him thrusting in and out of me to fill its space. A feeling started to bubble in my stomach, and soon I started rocking my hips to meet his every thrust.

"Oh...oh god, oh god, oh FUCK!" I panted as the feeling spread through my body.

Sajin took my moans and outbursts as encouragement and started thrusting harder and faster. I felt his balls slap against my ass a mere instant after his hips and could hear his quiet grunts of pleasure with each thrust. I smiled up at him and lifted my body off of the mattress to kiss him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed our lips together. Sajin kissed me back passionately, forcing his tongue down my throat and panting little puffs with every thrust of his hips. I broke the kiss and took several breaths as I felt myself approaching orgasm for the second time.

I rocked back into his thrusts as hard as I could and let my orgasm take me. My anal walls tightened around Sajin's pulsing meat and sent him over the edge. With a howl, Sajin thrust his knot in and out of my ass until it locked inside of me. Sajin came inside of me; filling me almost instantly with his seed. Soon, it spilled out around his engorged and onto the sheets beneath us. He thrust a few more times before stopping, panting and covered in sweat. I fell back against the sheets and regained my breath slowly.

Sajin picked me up in an awkward, yet soft, embrace. He brought me to the other side of the bed where it was cleaner and laid down, settling me on top of him.

Just before unconsciousness took me, I managed to get out a sentence. "That was amazing Sajin. I love you so much." I nuzzled my head into the hollow of his neck.

"It sure was," Sajin said and then added, "I love you too."

I felt his soothing heartbeat and fell asleep to his regular deep breathing, happy with what we had just done and even happier with the fact that he had finally said that he loved me. If I had had the energy, I probably would have done a victory dance.

Maybe tonight wasn't so bad.