When Blood Brothers Become Blood Lovers
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sapphoatsunsetTitle: When Blood Brothers Become Blood Lovers
Author: beililee
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ohkura X Hina
Disclaimer: Don’t own
Prompt: top!ohkura, !unestablished relationship, !bloodplay would be nice but not necessary.
Word Count: 556
Warning: bloodplay
A/N: I may have inadvertently created some OOC-ness. I am VERY sorry if I did ^^ (but blood is love, ne!?! ^.~)
Attempt #2 = better in author's opinion ^^ <3
for JE SMUT/KINK ANON MEME
It started as a simple movie night between two friends, the American film not understandable on any level but humorous nonetheless. He should have known better to agree to the softly suggested blood brothers pact when he saw the darkened look in the other’s eyes but Ohkura was swept along on the film prompted rabbit trail as well. One was always swept along in Hina’s plans with him.
“So let me get this straight. All I have to do is cut my thumb, watch you cut yours, and we’re magically closer?”
Hina’s eyes danced merrily, his head resembling a bobble-head. It was only when the elder sliced his thumb - seemingly painless – and a low moan sounded in the room, that he realized something might be amiss, but he wasn’t going to be branded a coward forever, baby of the group that he was.
“Itai! Fuck that hu-” His statement was cut off when Hina grasped the finger, pulling it to his mouth, before flicking his tongue out, much like a snake, and snatching up the droplets, moaning in delight at the taste of metal. He moaned as well, a strangled sound, shock worming its way in.
The finger was released, “Sorry, just a whim.” A wink, a smile. Ohkura was going under, but he didn’t know why. He lifted his finger to his mouth, tasting the other on him, so distinctive, so Hina.
Hina’s eyes got darker – what that possible? – and he said “Unless you want me to have random plans that you can’t go along with, stop that now.”
Confusion crossed the other’s face, and then he was being kissed, stripped; assaulted with tongues and teeth. It was too much; he couldn’t contain the moans; he was caught up in the flow, the flow of desire originating in their pact, a pact gone slightly awry, slightly taboo, but neither cared. He pulled the other down for a kiss, flipping him over, and turning the tables.
Their erections rubbed against each other as Ohkura stripped his elder and soon he was sucking on the elder, nibbling softly, licking firmly, caressing the balls, moaning in pleasure.
Hina stroked him to full hardness and grasped one of Ohkura’s hands, sucking on the fingers, mimicking the motions the younger was making on his cock. Ohkura moaned and took him fully in. Then he was thrusting his fingers into Hina’s ass, stroking.
The elder bucked when his spot was found, a beautiful keening noise sounding in the room. Ohkura smirked and thrust his fingers repeatedly against that spot, gradually adding more, stretching and preparing his band mate. When the fingers were removed, Hina whimpered at the loss, but his protests were quieted when something replaced the fingers – Ohkura’s cock.
It was delicious, this feeling of being so full. To think a blood pact had brought it about. But then Hina couldn’t think anymore, his spot being stroked and hit once more, and he fisted his own cock as his ass was pummeled.
When Ohkura was about to orgasm, he leaned down and bit Hina hard enough to draw blood, and they both fell of the edge of the chasm into completion, the metallic pleasure an effective catalyst.
The last thing Ohkura managed to do was pull out and pull Hina close so he could sooth away the newest wound.
Author: beililee
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ohkura X Hina
Disclaimer: Don’t own
Prompt: top!ohkura, !unestablished relationship, !bloodplay would be nice but not necessary.
Word Count: 556
Warning: bloodplay
A/N: I may have inadvertently created some OOC-ness. I am VERY sorry if I did ^^ (but blood is love, ne!?! ^.~)
Attempt #2 = better in author's opinion ^^ <3
for JE SMUT/KINK ANON MEME
It started as a simple movie night between two friends, the American film not understandable on any level but humorous nonetheless. He should have known better to agree to the softly suggested blood brothers pact when he saw the darkened look in the other’s eyes but Ohkura was swept along on the film prompted rabbit trail as well. One was always swept along in Hina’s plans with him.
“So let me get this straight. All I have to do is cut my thumb, watch you cut yours, and we’re magically closer?”
Hina’s eyes danced merrily, his head resembling a bobble-head. It was only when the elder sliced his thumb - seemingly painless – and a low moan sounded in the room, that he realized something might be amiss, but he wasn’t going to be branded a coward forever, baby of the group that he was.
“Itai! Fuck that hu-” His statement was cut off when Hina grasped the finger, pulling it to his mouth, before flicking his tongue out, much like a snake, and snatching up the droplets, moaning in delight at the taste of metal. He moaned as well, a strangled sound, shock worming its way in.
The finger was released, “Sorry, just a whim.” A wink, a smile. Ohkura was going under, but he didn’t know why. He lifted his finger to his mouth, tasting the other on him, so distinctive, so Hina.
Hina’s eyes got darker – what that possible? – and he said “Unless you want me to have random plans that you can’t go along with, stop that now.”
Confusion crossed the other’s face, and then he was being kissed, stripped; assaulted with tongues and teeth. It was too much; he couldn’t contain the moans; he was caught up in the flow, the flow of desire originating in their pact, a pact gone slightly awry, slightly taboo, but neither cared. He pulled the other down for a kiss, flipping him over, and turning the tables.
Their erections rubbed against each other as Ohkura stripped his elder and soon he was sucking on the elder, nibbling softly, licking firmly, caressing the balls, moaning in pleasure.
Hina stroked him to full hardness and grasped one of Ohkura’s hands, sucking on the fingers, mimicking the motions the younger was making on his cock. Ohkura moaned and took him fully in. Then he was thrusting his fingers into Hina’s ass, stroking.
The elder bucked when his spot was found, a beautiful keening noise sounding in the room. Ohkura smirked and thrust his fingers repeatedly against that spot, gradually adding more, stretching and preparing his band mate. When the fingers were removed, Hina whimpered at the loss, but his protests were quieted when something replaced the fingers – Ohkura’s cock.
It was delicious, this feeling of being so full. To think a blood pact had brought it about. But then Hina couldn’t think anymore, his spot being stroked and hit once more, and he fisted his own cock as his ass was pummeled.
When Ohkura was about to orgasm, he leaned down and bit Hina hard enough to draw blood, and they both fell of the edge of the chasm into completion, the metallic pleasure an effective catalyst.
The last thing Ohkura managed to do was pull out and pull Hina close so he could sooth away the newest wound.
