Change of Pace
He was small - delicate, even, with almond-shaped eyes that gently turned upward at the corners. They had a smoky, grey-purple color which were brought out by undulating waves of platinum-blonde locks. These same tendrils of silky hair framed a face that was both cherubic and impish at once. Atop his head sat a pair of satiny cat ears that matched his hair, save for the patch of slightly-darker grey at the tips. His body was slender, huggable, with prominent hips and a small waist and narrow shoulders. A slim, soft tail waved lazily behind him, matching his hair and ears.
His every movement was a graceful dance, and I couldn't keep my eyes from watching the arcs and slopes of his body. The best part of it was: he was all mine. Every curve, every pout, every orgasm was mine forever. I adored proving it to him in bed at night with claw-marks and tooth-marks, with ribbons and chains, silk and leather. I was comfortable in my spot atop his delicate body, and no one could pull me down.
Or so I thought.
"Hiro-kun, let me be on top tonight," he purred softly, snuggling closer to me. My brown-and-black cat ear twitched at the small puff of air. I smirked at him and kissed his nose.
"I don't think so, Keru-chan. You're too lightweight for that." He pouted at me and I chuckled. "You'd fall right off!" He either ignored me or didn't hear me at all, because the next thing I knew, he was straddling my hips and unbuttoning my pants. For a moment, I was stunned into silence as he pushed my pants and underwear down and lifted my pliant member. Ever the limber creature, he bent over and began teasing it with his tongue. It wasted no time in responding, and soon enough, I wanted more.
As though he sensed this, he smirked and said, "Wait here. I'll be right back. No touchy, now." He hopped from his perch and scampered over to the dresser, where he pulled out various familiar implements: lubricant, handcuffs, and a few lengths of satin ribbon. I don't know why I listened to him and remained how I was, but it was obvious he felt it as a small triumph. He clambered back up onto my stomach, this time facing the opposite direction of my cock.
At first, I wasn't sure what the hell he was doing, but I found out in short order as he raised my hands over my head and cuffed them together. All the while, my penis was stiff and wanting, dripping precum. He ignored the swollen member altogether as he tied my cuffed hands to the headposts. After that was satisfactorily done, and crawled to the opposite end of the bed and commenced to tying my ankles to the footposts, legs spread wide apart. I have to admit, he did a pretty damn good job - I could barely move.
For the third time, he regained his place atop my bound body. He crushed his lips to mine, nibbling my bottom lip. I moaned roughly in my throat as he attacked the spot on my jaw that I loved. He continued his way down my body, ending up between my spread legs. With strength I never knew he had, he hefted my hips above the bed and threaded yet another ribbon beneath me. He wrapped the satin length around my unbearably hard cock, tying it against my stomach. I moaned with a mix of need and agony. "Ka... Kakeru..."
My dick tied to my stomach, I wriggled, desperately needing release. Keru would have none of it. He grinned wickedly and bent down. I felt his tongue dart into the puckered mouth of my ass, and it made me shiver. He continued to tease me mercilessly, and I continued to writhe and whimper. I knew he was waiting for me to beg, but I was too proud. I kept silent, and he kept teasing. He sat up a moment, reaching over for the lube. He applied some to his index and middle fingers, and gently inserted his digits inside my anus. It was enough to coax a shuddering groan from me.
"You liking this, Hiromi?" Keru purred seductively. I couldn't respond with anything but a moan. "I'll take that as a yes." At that point, I was somewhere between the passionate blackness of pure ecstasy and that accursed state called consciousness. I wanted to be completely immersed in rapture. I barely understood when Keru told me to hold my hips aloft, but my body obeyed anyway. Somewhere, I was aware of the feeling of something pressing against my entrance - this feeling made my solid shaft throb with anticipation. I readied myself for penetration, but it never came. Instead, Keru decided to coax me some more by pulling back and returning his tip to my ass, only to barely push inside. It was agony. He repeated this practice, which left me thrashing as much as my restraints would allow. Finally, I couldn't take anymore. Pride could kiss my ass.
"Keru... P-please..." My voice was hoarse with need, and Kakeru replied with a giggle. His fingers were toying with my ass again, and my body jerked.
"What was that, Hiro-kun?" he asked in a song-song voice that drove me nuts. He continued to tease, giving me that feeling of being on the edge, but so far away from relief.
"Please, Keru-chan... I...I can't take it...anymore..." I panted, desperate groans slipping their way in between my words, "Just...f-fuck me already!" Though I couldn't see his face, I knew that his lips were curled into a triumphant and evil grin. What had I done? He began to purr... That always meant trouble. He was planning something awful and sweet.
"Oh, I'll fuck you," he promised, his lilting words dripping with malicious intent, "But I wanna play some more first. Kitties need playtime." I groaned, knowing full well what awaited me. Almost immediately, he was, for the fourth time, on top of me. He began to stroke my chest, stopping just before the tip of my needy penis. His tail was flicking excitedly as he raked his claws deeper and deeper into my skin. Soon, invisible finger-trails became red marks, and red marks became rivulets of blood. Keru's eyes were glazed with passion as he pressed lines into my flesh. I won't lie - it excited me, too. When he bent down to lap up delicate lines of crimson, his rear purposely raised in the air, I thought it would be enough to make me cum at last. But Kakeru wasn't going to allow that to happen.
Licking his lips, he climbed up to kiss me, a husky purr still rumbling in his ivory throat. I was panting heavily, my eyes glassy and unfocused. I required release so badly it was painful. Once again, I heard my raspy voice plead with him to do me. This time, he seemed willing to oblige. With a single, deft movement, he untied the ribbon binding my cock against my body. It served no real purpose now, seeing as my member was so hard it pressed itself there on its own. For good measure, he reapplied lube to my ass. I felt my breath catch as he backed himself up, preparing to push himself inside.
He did more than push. He slammed.
I screamed as he rammed his cock in me for the first time. Being the adamant top I was, I had never allowed him to fuck me before. Therefore, my ass was incredibly tight. This seemed to please him, as his lips were spread into a wide grin. He pumped himself in and out, and I could feel his shaft fill me again and again. It didn't take me long to cum once, twice, three times, as he rocked our bodies in tandem. My hips gyrated convulsively, the force causing my whole body to move as much as it could against its bindings. As I reached my first orgasm, the spray of fluid made the fresh openings in my skin sting, but it felt so wonderful that I didn't care. Eventually, he reached his own limit, and pulled out of me. He was visibly tired as he untied the ribbons and released me.
When I was free, he clambered up to lay beside me. Curled against me, my little kitten wasted no time in falling asleep. I knew that he'd give me an earful when he awoke. But, hey, he deserved it.
Note to self: let Keru be on top more often.
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