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Yami no Kaze · Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 7:15 pm Post subject: plot? what plot?!

XD yes. this is my little place to get out those bizar fantasies i have randomly. there are every and any pairing here i can come up with. some of it is concentual, some of it isn't. the one thing connecting them is that they're all about sex. no plots involved. just straight *well not always so straight* lemon. they're usually pretty short too. so here's the first one. feed back encouges me to post moar.

office whore

When Hisoka finally gave it up and allowed Tsuzuki into his bed, he didn't realize that the man was going to brag about how perfect the blond was.

Soon Tatsumi was locking himself away in his office for hours and it was apparent why to Hisoka, but he had no way of knowing that the secretary was jerking off to not only fantasy but pictures of him that Tsuzuki had supplied.

Eventually Watari was in on it as well.

When news spread to Terazuma and Wakaba, things got a little strange.

suddenly she became Hisoka, sometimes dressing identically.

That morning when Hisoka came in he found it odd that no one was where they should be.

Tatsumi's office was open but he wasn't there.

Tsuzuki was late as usual, and there seemed to be no noise coming from Watari's lab at all.

not even chirping.

further down the hall he heard the distint sound of muffled cries and got worried.

quietly tiptoeing down the hall he stopped at a room that wasn't usually in use.

what he saw inside scared him and he backed away, intent to get Konoe.

Wakaba was tied to a table and it appeared as though Tsuzuki, Watari, Tatsumi, and Terazuma were taking turns with her.

he couldn't tell if it was concentual or not.

He started to back down the hall when suddenly shadows appeared behind him and grabbed him.

he let out a startled cry but too suddenly the door flung open and he found himself next to Wakaba.

the shadows gagged him so he couldn't scream and Watari began cutting his clothes off with a dagger.

His eyes widened as he stared at Tsuzuki...and then he saw something that made him sick.

on a video moniter to the side was a video of he and Tsuzuki, something he hadn't known had been recorded at all.

he looked over at his friend, wondering if she was going along with this willingly or not.

Before he had more time to think about this, Tsuzuki had mounted him.

He closed his eyes.

he was torn.

it felt so good and he was getting hard by himself, but he loved Tsuzuki and didn't want to share this with anyone else.

While Tsuzuki was pounding him, Watari was pounding Wakaba and the cries were in chorus.

When Tsuzuki was done, Tatsumi took his chance and began, but he pulled the shadows away from the blonds mouth and whispered to him.

"i want you to say no."

Hisoka's eyes widened.

"You mean you want me to pretend you're rapeing me?! no!"

Tatsumi growled and took the dagger away from Watari, placing it at his throat.

"Do as i say."

Hisoka felt dizzy as he stared at Tatsumi.

he'd never known the man well and now he wished he'd never met him.

a fetish like this wasn't one he wanted to learn about.

"Please stop."

His eyes were pleading and Tatsumi grinned.

"Very good."

He moaned softly as he began to pump.

"Tatsumi please don't."

Hisoka was trying not to think back to what Muraki had done to him but Tatsumi seemed to want to actually rape him so it was dificult not to.

"oh yes..."

the shadows went down and surrounded hisoka's hardened rod, causing a cry.

"No don't! Tsuzuki! please help me! make him stop! don't touch me like that!"

He struggled and writhed under Tatsumi, not sure if he wanted it or not.

it cirtanly didn't hurt but Tatsumi's fetish scared the hell out of him.

tears came to his eyes as the man continued.

"say it again..."

Hisoka whimpered.

"Stop. please Tatsumi."

He was being pounded so hard that his body jerked.

"Louder!"

Hisoka glanced up at Tsuzuki for a moment, hurt evident in his eyes.

there would be hell to pay later when he was free.

"STOP!"

he screamed out but Suddenly Tatsumi back handed him.

"Not that loud!"

Hisoka moaned softly.

"stop!"

Tatsumi growled low.

"What am i doing to you?"

Hisoka gave a cry as he felt on the bring of cuming.

"You're raping me!"

Tatsumi's pumping became faster until finally he shivered.

"oh yes!"

Hisoka soon followed and the shadows replaced themselves over his mouth.

This went on for hours, he and Wakaba being used and reused until he couldn't take it anymore.

when they finally let him up he went directly home and waited in silence, bathing, cleaning himself inside and out...waiting angrily for Tsuzuki to come home.

he made sure he was good and hard by the time six o clock rolled around.

Tsuzuki wouldn't get away with this if he had a say.

when the brunet guiltly entered he was met by a totally naked Hisoka holding ropes in his hands.

"get onto the bed on your knees."

the seriousness in his voice made Tsuzuki cringe.

he did as he was told, not at all prepared for what Hisoka had planned.

the blond tied each arm by the wrist to the headboard and then each ankle to the side of the bed.

he then taped a vibrator to Tsuzuki's member and growled.

"you're never going to let that happen again and you're going to destroy any and all tapes you have of us. you're lucky if i don't decide to leave you after this you sick bastard! you're going to pay!"

Tsuzuki's eyes widened as Hisoka turned the vibrator on max and then slammed into Tsuzuki so hard the man yelped.

"this...is what...you get....for allowing them...to rape me!"

for the rest of the night Hisoka tortured the brunet, pounding him again and again, himself and with the vibrator.

In the morning Tsuzuki was limping as he entered the office.

He went first to Tatsumi.

"H-Hisoka wants to you after...work."

And that's all he would say. Hisoka had planned pay backs for all of them.

They'd get it like they'd never had it before and he'd be sure they never touched him again...
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Yami no Kaze · Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 6:39 am Post subject:

Hijiri's secret toy.

Hijiri had gotten home early that day and he was glad because it had been very stressful.

As he stood in the music room playing his violin he began to think about Hisoka and how much he was looking forward to the weekend to be able to spend time with him.

He imagined what he was going to do for Hisoka's birthday that friday and suddenly he noticed that he was very hard.

He tried to ignore it.

to keep playing, but the more he played, the more he thought about playing with Hisoka, the harder he got until he couldn't ignore it anymore and swiftly put the violin away.

he sat down on the piano bench and pulled off his pants and underwear.

he began to rub at the erection quickly and a bit roughly as he looked around the room.

Hijiri liked to experient with things.

masturbating wasn't just a nesscesity, it was often a game.

he'd rubbed himself with just about everything he could find, but as he stared at his violin case a new idea struck him.

still playing with himself he crossed the room and opened the case once again.

inside were two bows.

one with rosin, and one without.

he chose the unrosined one and moved back to the bench.

he tightened it, and pulled it across his erection like it was a violin.

a startled cry escaped his lips at the feeling.

it vibrated through his entire penis, making his free hand spring to it's head to rub away the sensation.

after a moment he did it again and soon he closed his eyes, playing the bow back and forth up and down his length as if he were playing a very fast paced song.

his moans and gasps could be heard down the hall where Hisoka grew worried when he walked in.

"Hijiri?"

The brunet snapped out of it and looked up just in time to see the door open to the room.

Hisoka stood there in shock for a few moments until Hijiri tried to hide himself.

"S-sorry."

he panted out.

Hisoka was replaying the image in his head and grit his teeth a moment as he felt a rush.

that image of Hijiri playing with himself in such a way made him hard as well and he shook his head.

slowly closing the door and moving forward he began to undo his own pants.

"Hijiri..."

Hijiri didn't need for the blond to speak and before Hisoka knew what happened they were on their bed, Hijiri's hands playing with him like an expert.

it seemed that Hijiri was ready for this before the blond had even come home and soon Hisoka was in blind pleasure as Hijiri rode him.

He'd brought the bow with him and smirked at Hisoka's reaction to it.

while he pumped the blond into the bed, he began to play hisoka's penis like he had his own.

when they were done Hisoka sighed happily and streached out.

"Thanks..."

He yawned.

Hijiri wrapped his arms around him tightly, kissing his neck.

"for what?"

Hisoka grinned a bit.

"you're new toy is good. do this again tomorrow. you were so hard and so good...i haven't had an orgasm like that in months..."

Hijiri chuckled and set the bow on the dresser.

"i'll remember that..."
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laustic · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 660 Location: Florida

I can't believe that I missed these fics. Both are excellant and quite enjoyable to read.

Yami no Kaze · Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2008 12:50 pm Post subject:

XD win! these things are usually what i'm thinking about when i'm quietly grinning like a mad man in the corner. lol check back often. i like to write them when i'm annoyed and D: HOGAWD that's been every day rescently.....
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I will make sure to keep checking back Smile

Yami no Kaze · Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2008 11:45 pm Post subject:

Shadows.

Tatsumi was experiementing one day with his shadows when he found an ability that was very interesting.

They created something close to worm holes.

it was purely accidental that he'd found this.

he'd been extreemely hard and Hisoka had come to drop off some papers.

So to hide himself and make sure the blond didn't see it, he moved his shadows to cover it, only to see it reappear at his feet.

after Hisoka left he pulled the shadow away and it sank into the floor.

then he grinned.

if he could manipulate where things went he could have all kinds of fun.

so concentrating, he put the shadow back over it and suddenly it slid up through the wood on his desk.

he reached out and began to stroke from a whole new angle.

he quite enjoyed this and suddenly realized he could give himself a blow job.

which is what he did, experiementing with licks and how hard to suck.

it was odd being on both ends.

when he was finished with himself he decided to have a little more fun and called Watari.

Said blond was already playing with himself and could hear the intention the secretary had.

he rushed to the mans office quickly, totally unprepared for what he was about to experience.

the blinds were drawn closed and it was semi dark.

he shivered as he closed the door.

a shadow came up and suddenly his penis appeared across the room.

Tatsumi grinned as he began to rub the head and Watari had to cover his mouth.

it was both shocking and terribly arousing to see.

"on you're knees, and pull off you're pants. crawl to me."

Watari winced.

this was difficult with Tatsumi's neverending, feather light touch.

when he got there, Tatsumi let up a bit and undid his own pants.

Watari leaned up and began to suck him while he continued to stroke until they almost came.

the shadow disappeared for a few moments while Tatsumi repositioned Watari in the corner of the room.

it appeared again, this time protruding from the wall right before Tatsumi penitrated.

He grinned as he began to pump.

Watari's penis was being thrusted in and out at mouth level.

So while pounding Watari hard enough to give him rugburn had it been touching the ground, he leaned over a bit and let it pump his mouth, sucking rather hard on it.

Watari was having a hard time keeping his moans low enough not to be heard and finally he exploded with Tatsumi.

the secretary sat back when the blond had totally finished and finally pulled away.

"All the fun....and none of the mess."

Watari rolled his eyes as he laid there, the shadow returning his penis to it's rightful place.

"You're an anal retentive bastard you know that?"

Tatsumi chuckled as he stood and pulled his pants back on.

"yes...i know."

Watari groaned softly as he pulled himself off the floor and began to redress himself.

Tatsumi watched him intently, the grin never leaving his lips.

"We could have a lot of fun with this."

Watari nodded and went over to him, suddenly licking at the corner of his mouth.

"You missed a spot."

And before Tatsumi could answer, the blond was gone.

'Lot's of fun...'
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laustic · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 660 Location: Florida

Naughty Tatsumi's fun to read!

Yami no Kaze · Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 6:46 am Post subject:

XD indeed.

Help

once a week, every week since Hisoka had arrived, he observed a very strange ritual.

Watari would come in early and Tsuzuki would stop by to see him before work.

fifteen minutes or so afterward, Tatsumi would visit.

Following suite was Terazuma, Wakaba, and the Hokaido sisters.

each within a fifteen minute period of each other with the exception of the twins who always came together.

the one thing in common that they all had, was leaving the lab with a pleasent smile and pleanty of thank yous to the doctor.

After many years of wondering, Hisoka finally pryde the answer from Tsuzuki.

"Well...he gives hand jobs...really really good hand jobs."

Hisoka blinked a few moments.

"Hand jobs?"

Tsuzuki nodded.

"Like the kind you get when you're...?"

Again Tsuzuki nodded.

"Really?"

Tsuzuki shivered a bit.

"i have to stop thinking about it."

Hisoka nodded.

"i have to go give these papers to Tatsumi."

a few weeks later Hisoka was growing frustraighted in the mens bathroom on his lunch break.

Tsuzuki had been having very erotic thoughts and now he was hard as a rock and trying desperately to get rid of it.

when he glanced at his watch to find he was late back from lunch but still too hard to walk around, he ghosted himself into Watari's lab.

he made sure to zip himself up before becoming visible, but his pants being so tight it was clear that he had an erection and Watari was silently staring at him.

"Can i...help you?"

Hisoka looked away.

"I hear you give good handjobs."

Watari burst into laughter.

"I should start a tip jar."

Hisoka scowled at him.

"do you or don't you? i'm in trouble here!"

Watari frowned a bit.

"i do. i usually do them on thursday though."

Hisoka growled.

"well i'm not going to stand in line, and if i still have this by tomorrow morning i'll shoot myself."

Watari choked back another laugh.

"Okay, okay. come here and take off your pants."

Hisoka warily stepped forward, dropping his pants shyly.

Watari grabbed a blanket and pulled him into his lap in a chair.

"Close your eyes and lean back against me. don't think about who's touching you, just concentrate on the feeling my hand is giving you."

He wrapped the blanket around Hisoka's lap for cover and warmth.

it was a soft fleese blanket and the younger blond shivered as Watari's hand came to caress the head, the fabric feeling insanely good and after a moment a small moan escaped his lips.

Watari smiled softly and began to kiss his neck, hand increasing speed.

then it dipped under the blanket and began to rub the staff.

softly at first but the longer he rubbed, the harder and faster he rubbed until Hisoka could hardly hold still and he was panting.

Moans, soft and low continued to escape.

the doctor suddenly stopped and unzipped his own pants.

"yes or no."

Hisoka held his eyes closed.

"yes."

So Watari picked him up and carred him into a room just off his lab.

this room had no windows and various devices with which to keep someone hard for days if he so desired.

he tied Hisoka into a chair, then slipped an off metal ring around his penis.

"What's that?"

Watari grinned.

"A vibrator."

and he turned it on.

Hisoka writed for a few moments until he got used to it.

before he could speak again, his legs were thrown over Watari's shoulders, and the doctors hard rob was pounding deep inside him.

"i don't know...what's wrong...with me today..."

Hisoka couldn't open his eyes, or barely speak.

"Why? do you...say that?"

Watari's pounding increased in speed and he began to pant and moan himself.

"i don't usually. get hard...giving a hand."

Hisoka really had no answer to this.

he was completely lost in the heat and pleasure.

when finally they came, it was in unison and Hisoka nearly screamed with escape.

after getting dressed again he walked to the door.

"Thanks Watari...i really needed help with that."

He smiled brightly at the doctor and ran into Tsuzuki on the way out the door.

Watari smiled widely and waved.

"see you next week?"

Hisoka nodded.

"definately."

Tsuzuki waited until the blond was down the hall before closing the door.

"Hey...i know you usually do this on thursday, but i really need help. it won't go away."

Watari smiled.

"no problem. come in."
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laustic · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 660 Location: Florida

Haha! Watari is just great.

Yami no Kaze · Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 6:11 pm Post subject:

XD count is better!

You Owe Me

Hisoka trembled slightly as he pulled off his clothes.

He couldn't believe he'd agreed to this, but he prided himself in owing no one and in this particular instance the person he was to owe was certainly not one he wanted to owe for long.

"You must need this favor badly."

Hisoka looked up into the darkness behind the camera and lights.

"It's not for me. It's for someone who deserves a second chance."

The voice softened as Hisoka turned from the camera to slip off his underwear.

As requested they were black lace.

"Slowly..."

Hisoka bit his lip and pulled them off slowly, letting them drop to his ankles from his knees.

"Now crawl onto the bed and lay on your back."

Hisoka shivered as he stepped out of the black lace and began to crawl up the bed.

Once he reached the pillows, he turned slowly to his side.

"A little more...I can't see you."

Hisoka took a deep breath, trying to force himself to move.

"There's not much to see."

The voice laughed.

"If the bulge in those panties was any indication I believe there's plenty to see. Come now; don't make me be violent with you. You’re the one who agreed after all."

Hisoka took a few deep breaths and rolled to his back.

"Must you wear that the whole time Compte?"

There was a chuckling as he stepped into view, holding the mask in hand.

"Not the whole time. But believe me, when you watch the video later you'll thank me."

And with that he disappeared.

All but the mask.

He didn't even wear a glove this time.

Hisoka tried to keep still as he watched the mask come closer.

"You run and I'll hunt you down."

Hisoka's breathing was getting harder.

"Just to be on the safe side..."

He snapped his fingers and vines lashed out from the plant beside the bed and secured Hisoka's wrists to the head bored.

With a startled scream and a few tugs to try to get out, there was a hand on his face as he stared up into nothing but a crude silver mask.

His eyes suddenly went unfocused and after a moment he fell limp, eyes closing, feeling like lead.

Count frowned a bit but took the opportunity to continue.

He moved down, stroking gentle, slender fingers against the length until it started to harden.

Hisoka began to come around and stared down at himself.

"Was that...necessary...I wasn't going to run."

He was fully trembling now.

"Yes you were. I understand your fears. I’m sure Tsuzuki told you all about how rough I was with him."

Hisoka looked away.

"Two or three times..."

Count nodded.

"I see. But what you weren't told is that Tsuzuki and I have had a fling or two once before. I know his breaking points and I never cross them."

Hisoka closed his eyes again as count's fingers continued to play with him.

It was getting harder and harder by the second.

"But you don't know mine. What if you do?"

Count again reached up and touched his face softly.

"Because I know you as a person and what you like. I never intended to be rough with you. Tsuzuki doesn't like to admit it but he likes it rough. Now hush and let me pleasure you."

Hisoka looked down, eyes wide when he saw the hardness of his own rod.

He expected the man to have been unforgiving with his body.

The thought of getting pleasure out of this himself was a foreign one.

Count saw the look in his eyes and sighed softly as he turned off the camera for a moment.

“I thought you’d done this at least once before.”

Hisoka shook his head.

“Not willingly and not in a very long time. I don’t get it. Why would you want to pleasure me?”

Count took his mask off and once again snapped his fingers.

The vines disappeared back into the plant and he pulled the trembling blond close.

“Because sex isn’t about making just one person happy, that’s what masturbating is for. It’s about giving each other pleasure. I touch you in ways that make your body feel good. And in return my penis enters you and it makes us both feel good. It can be uncomfortable the first time but that accursed man was trying to hurt you.”

He kissed the blond deeply, hand slipping down to stroke him again.

“Doesn’t that feel good?”

Hisoka closed his eyes.

“it’s not your hand that I’m afraid of.”

Count kissed him deeply again.

“You’ll see. I want to make it nice for you. Close your eyes.”

Hisoka squeezed his eyes closed and count put his mask back on, dipping down to the erection just before turning the camera back on.

Hisoka laid flat on his back and couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped his lips as Count’s mouth closed around his lower head.

After a few minutes Hisoka was writhing in pleasure, crying out.

Count didn’t let up, he pulled more into his mouth every few seconds until his lips touched the base.

All the camera saw however, was ripples in the flesh on Hisoka’s large penis.

Up and down, Count’s tongue playing all around it while he sucked on the head at the back of his throat.

“Stop!”

Hisoka moaned as he sat up a little.

“I’m….going to cum!”

Count grinned, focusing on his head now, fingers kneading the blonds balls, throwing him into an orgasm.

It came out, thick and white and there was a lot of it.

Count pulled off the mask just before swallowing it all.

He smirked as he moved back to lay next to him.

“Now I’ll begin.”

Hisoka was trying to catch his breath.

“wh-why did you…do that?! Now I’m finished!”

Count grinned.

“you’ll cum again. Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. Now on your stomach.”

Hisoka did as he was told.

Count reached up under the pillow Hisoka’s head had been laying on and pulled out a bottle.

“Nice and warmed.”

He used quite a bit of it before carefully positioning himself.

Hisoka didn’t know what to expect as he slid in.

It was easier than he thought it would be, and there was no pain.

Soon count was quickly but still gently pumping into him and Hisoka was once again writing in pleasure, moans louder than before.

Count’s hand slid around the blonds waist and down to begin to fondle him.

Hisoka bit down on the pillow, body racked with suppressed moans and screams.

His entire body burned with pleasure, feeling almost drugged.

Every touch sent him a little closer to the edge until finally he couldn’t take it anymore, shooting all over Count’s hand and sheets.

The count grinned madly as he finished with a grunt and allowed the blond to collapse to the bed.

He was out within seconds and count took this opportunity to take him to the bath.

Hisoka woke, still semi hard but Count was determined to settle that.

“So…”

Count grinned.

“What did you think?”

Hisoka moaned softly.

“I don’t get it…”

Count chuckled.

“it’s only because you were a virgin. There are better lovers out there. However.”

He pulled off the mask and went before him. Hisoka’s eyes widened.

“You’re…”

Count again chuckled.

“Handsome? Did you think I was ugly?”

Hisoka looked away.

“Why else do you wear that mask all the time?”

Count set it aside with a small frown.

“These one night stands is all I can have. So I suppose it’s because I don’t want to be real to others.”

Hisoka closed his eyes with a gasp as Count grabbed his member.

“You think looking at you will…”

he had to take another gasp for air as he was lifted to the side of the bath so that count stood and was eye level with Hisoka’s rod.

“Make people want to stay with you?!”

Count nodded.

“If they know I’m only human they can forgive me.”

He looked down into the man’s eyes.

“Why then show yourself to me?”

He reached up to rub circles into the head.

Hisoka threw his head back in a moan, fists clenching.

“I know who you’re in love with. And no amount of beauty, lust, or seduction will tear your heart away from him.”

Hisoka blushed madly as count began to lick at him, much like a cat.

“I wish…”

he moaned.

“you’d have…AH!”

Counts fingers began to kneed at the balls again.

“Taken it off before.”

After only a few more moments Hisoka came for the last time and Count pulled him down into the water again, into his lap as he sat on one of the benches.

“Are you going to faint on me again?”

There was amusement in his eyes and tone and Hisoka shivered.

“What if I do? It’s not my fault.”

Count grinned.

“You’ll wake up in Tsuzuki’s arms in a nice warm bathrobe…”

Hisoka was silent for a moment.

“That does kind of sound nice…”

Count began to rub his shoulders gently.

“Or perhaps just fall asleep. I’ll get you home.”

Hisoka sighed softly as he closed his eyes.

“I am really tired.”

Count smiled and pressed his thumb into a nerve in the boy’s shoulder.

Hisoka fell totally limp without so much as a moan and count stood, lifting him from the bath.

“I hope you’ll owe me again soon…”

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