This is broken up into two sections. You're free to imagine yourselves in either place... I've left the characters ambiguous enough I think. (Unless you have big hands or something, but that shouldn't deter you I would think!)
I am, however, going to reveal the first "she," merely because I'm shameless and I'm not embarassed about it as the other "she" certainly is. ;p It's meant to be a joke after all. And I'm going to treat it as such!
And this is directed to forbidden lover who appears to have laid claim upon Yuki. Well! *hisses* MINE!! ^_~
("She" is ME ...Just in case you thought otherwise.)
...She looked down in satisfaction at the glazed look in Yuki's eyes, the flush on his cheeks, and the slightly bruised lips from the thorough administrations of her affections. Her voice rose up in her throat as a purr of complete and utter contentment, and she gloried in the feeling of his skin against hers.
On the cool silken sheets, curled up against Yuki's body, also stripped of clothing, lay Hyde; one leg flung possessively over Yuki's hip, one hand wandering in languid patterns down Yuki's chest as he nuzzled his face into the other man's neck, his lips and tongue working the wonders that his onstage antics promised.
Yuki arched, his body aching for more of the contact of heated flesh against flesh. Lost in the embrace of his new lovers, he had no inclination to return to his previous home.
The second and third are two that follow each other, but are completely unrelated to the first. ^_^
...Ken hissed, gritting his teeth and pulling hard against the rough fibers of the ropes that bound his hands together chafing his wrists, only succeeding in driving him further over the edge of sexual frustration. He wanted to touch her damn it! He wanted to feel her hair slithering between his fingers like silk as he held her tightly against him, wanted to feel her skin, lathered in a thin layer of sweat and blood and thicker fluids, against his palms, wanted to feel her heated body undulating with his. He wanted to hear her cry out his name and to drive him screaming over the edge until he fell down down down with her into that sweet, glorious oblivion.
But he couldn't. The bonds held and despite his struggles, she knelt above him with that infuriatingly sexy teasing smile, her bared breasts a tantalizing few inches farther than he could strain to reach with his tongue. She slipped backwards down his chest, and he cried out, thinking for a single horrified moment that she'd changed her mind, that she was leaving him like this.
And then he felt her hot little hands close in a firm grip around his aching cock, and her mouth... oh gods her mouth... those lips... that TONGUE...
Oh god oh god oh god oh god...!!!
Of course, Ken is always up for some good revenge, especially if it involves sex of some sort... And so... That and "she" was greedy for more. >.>;;;;
She let out a whimper as she struggled against her bonds, the glittering silver chains clinked softly with her every movement. "Unfair..." she whispered, with a voice gone hoarse from hours of deliciously sensual teasing. "Let me see you..."
Her world was darkness; her every nerve tensed to his touch as he ran his fingers along her skin, hot to the touch. She whimpered again, thrusting, arching upwards to maintain that delicate, teasing contact. How could he have this much self control? It had been hours... veritible hours, days, millennia... she ached for the release that he refused to give her, working her up to a wet, slippery tangled ball of sexual frustration.
She should have known Ken would take his revenge like this. Hadn't they played this game so many times? He could be rough and hot and sexy and fast, bringing her screaming as he thrust as hard and deep into her as he could. But he could also be this infinitely patient, infinitely teasing, infinitely SEXY.
She felt his fingers trace the line of the blindfold, and could almost hear the smile curling his lips. "You little minx," he whispered roughly into her ear, his lips grazing the delicate outside shell making her gasp. "You tie me up and tease me, letting me see you and never letting me touch you... oh now my little bird, you're going to get all the touching you want..."
She cried out when his tongue flicked out, tasting the saltiness of her skin, right beneath the swell of her left breast, drawing a line of sensation right to the tip where he clamped down his lips and SUCKED. Lips, throat, teeth, tongue... she twisted against the chains that bound her hands together against the solid backboard, the bonds that kept her legs spread, between which he knelt leaning forward, weight braced with his arms. Just as abruptly, he pulled away, eliciting another gasp from her throat and a strangled "Ohhh~"
Then his mouth was on hers, no longer delicate, but hard, rough as he fed hungrily on her mouth, her lips, her tongue, and she felt his heart hammering in his chest, beating as fast as her own as he gripped her and he guided himself into her with a single exhilarating thrust that left her gasping, unable to draw breath.
He didn't pause to leave it at that, didn't pause to let her adjust to the hard, hot thickness of him inside her before he began to thrust, pulling out until he was nearly free of her, then slamming right back in as hard as he could. She struggled against her bonds, tight enough that she couldn't move, couldn't thrust her hips up against his, and the effect was maddening as he rode her and she felt her body tighten around him as that now-familiar feeling of going up and up and up until he forced her screaming over the edge, crying out his name as the world exploded into splinters of bright white light, regardless of the blindfold forgotten against her tightly-shut eyelids.
Oh yes oh yes oh yes yes yes yes YES!!
Something to stem the tide and prove that I am still capable of writing something in a relatively short period of time, giving the right urging. ^_^;; Hope you liked, I haven't proofread or evenly lightly edited any of them at all. Very unlike me. But I'm rather lazy right now. ^^;;