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Cherries	By : Kashshaptu Category: Dir en grey > General Views: 1895 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AN: yay! 'nother ficcie by moi! Please read it and have fun with it! Tellme what you think!

Disclaimer: Don't own diru, don't make money off of them.

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I watch you as you sit there across from me, your hair tied back into a sloppy ponytail and your chest bare. Your luscious lips are stained a deep-red as they form around another cherry you hold against your lips. At the puncture of the initial skin of the berry, a line of sticky juice quickly runs over your chin and down your neck. God, you turn me on. Just seeing you sit like that, eating those cherries like they’re the last thing left on the planet. It makes me so hard for you. And worst of all, you know what it does to me. You hold all the cards, ordering me to stay here, while you eat those damned things. And I’m loving every second of it.

I intently let my eyes travel up the expanse of your stained skin, feeling such an urge to just jump you and lick up the trail of sticky juice that just keeps on trailing lower and lower. Over your collarbone, down your chest, teasing a nipple on its way. You gasp at the feel of the cold liquid running over that nipple, and it hardens within seconds.

The small cherry disappears into your mouth and you suck on it, softly moaning at the exquisite taste. Your other hand moves to that nipple, teasing and rubbing it, spreading the red stickiness over your chest. I hear a soft groan escape from your throat as you continue the sweet torture on your chest.

I must look ridiculous to you. As I sit in the large chair across from you, my eyes flaming with passion and lust for you. The raging hard-on in my pants is too obvious, but you don’t even spare a glance as you’re too wrapped up in those cherries, cherishing every bite. Your hand moves up to lick your fingers clean while your other grabs another deep-red cherry from the bowl on the small table next to your chair.

You repeat your actions of before. All I can do is let out a soft sound, filled with lust and need for you. It’s driving me crazy, sitting here, watching you run your tongue over those wonderfully plump lips. Unconsciously, my hips move slightly every time, along with your soft moans. My eyes are half-lidded. God, I need your touch so much right now, but when I make a move to get up, you look at me, making me halt my actions. I don’t sit back down though. I move somewhat towards you, sitting down on the floor in front of you, watching you touch yourself. Watching you dart out your tongue to lick and suck at the cherries, the juices still running down your neck and chest, staining you in a blood-red colour.

Your nails drag down your chest, making red welts appear next to the bright stains. I stifle a moan, trying to hold back too much of my enthusiasm, but it’s impossible. We both know it. This got me all hot and bothered for you within the minute, and it’s too painfully obvious now to deny it. “Shinya…” I softly gasp as another line of sticky red liquid trails down your chin. You look at me now. And that look tells me enough. You didn’t say or do anything to indicate I could move, but I know you want me too. And I know you wouldn’t deny me anything at this point. I crawl forwards slightly and put my hands on your leg, sitting in between them. I look up to you and see a fiery passion burn in those eyes.

I grab one of your hands and bring it to my mouth. I clearly see the stains still on your hands. You did a sloppy job at licking them clean. But I’ll make sure you’ll get clean, and I dart out my tongue. I start slowly licking your long fingers, holding your hand like they’re the most precious things in the whole wide world as I move my tongue over them. Immediately my taste-buds are attacked by sweetness. The cherries and something even sweeter, something that tastes completely like you. It drives you mad; the way I run my tongue over your long fingers like that. I can see you’re trying to keep calm and collected. Fooling me like that is futile. I know you, Shinya. I know you to the core. Your every expression, every part. It fires me and urges me to move on, knowing that when I reach your wrist, you’ll me shivering slightly, as it is a sensitive spot. Knowing that, when I run my tongue over the inside of your elbow like that, it’ll raise goose bumps. And you react exactly like I anticipated, making me eager to bring forth more of those wonderful reactions.

When your lower-arm is completely clean, I look up at you and you pull your hand away, rewarding me with the other. Your hand is stained in red from reaching into the bowl and grabbing cherry after cherry. My tongue swirls past and over your slender fingers, licking the tips clean, knowing that the red stains probably won’t really disappear, but it’s having a nice effect on you. You softly gasp whenever I suck on those adorable fingers of yours, in return making me smile lightly.

You suddenly pull your hand back though, dipping the just cleaned hand into the bowl again. You pull out a cherry on its stem and bring it to your mouth. When you suck on it slightly I can’t help but let out a soft gasp. You pierced its skin, the red fluid dripping down your chin, splattering on your chest. But this time you don’t eat the whole cherry. Apparently, you made other plans with it, moving your hand down and stroking your chest with the half-eaten cherry. It leaves wonderful stains. Your eyes meet mine and I see the hunger course through them. I know now that I have permission to take this one step further.

My head tentatively reaches forward, starting low on your belly, pressing soft kisses against the red stains. I thoroughly begin to clean you, ridding you of all the red, sticky liquid I can find, my tongue doing its job perfectly. I can feel you starting to react to this. The muscles in your abdomen begin to slightly spasm and contract whenever I run my tongue over that wonderful soft skin and I take great pleasure in knowing I’m causing all of this. I’m the only one that knows you like this. The only to indulge in your secret fetishes and fantasies. The only one allowed inside that pretty head of yours. And even then. Even when I come to the conclusion I know you through and through, you surprise me again with something like this. And that’s what draws me towards you, like a fly trapped to honey.

I hear soft moans ushering past your lips and I crawl further in between your legs, licking a trail up, tasting the sweet juices on your chest. The combination of both tastes seems deadly. It’s the best I’ve ever tasted and it’s making my head spin with lust. Speaking of lust, I can feel your arousal pressed against my stomach, almost able to feel it pulse with extreme need for more. When I reach a nipple, I circle it with my tongue, hardening the nub underneath my touches. Your soft moans and sounds get slightly louder, noticing the sharp inhales of breaths you make every time I flick my tongue directly over your nipple.

“Shinya…” I whisper softly, making sure one half of your chest is completely clean before I move to your other nipple, cleaning the whole area around it effectively. My senses are in a complete overload, the smell and taste of the cherries is intoxicating, clouding my mind together with the lust that hangs in a thick cloud around us.

All this time, my hands were resting on your legs, but now I see better use for them and they slightly stroke up your thighs, not stopping though until they reach your lower-waist, where the hem of your pants is located.

As I continue my thorough job of cleaning and tasting, my fingers softly stroke the skin of your sides, slipping slightly into the side your pants every time. My head moves up more, following the trails of red upwards towards your neck and chin, stopping to nibble on your collarbone. I take a few seconds to watch your face and I almost die right on the spot. Your eyes are closed and your red, swollen lips are slightly parted. I can almost see the short pants coming from between them. Quickly, I continue though, my tongue darting out to lick a trail up your neck, effectively swiping away the juices that stained you there. I press my whole body against you as I start sucking on your neck. I groan slightly when I feel your body tense when I press against your very obvious erection. You’re driving me crazy with lust, and all I can think now is of what is to come.

The fact that you haven’t spoken one word to me throughout this whole time doesn’t bother me at all. I know what you want, and make it perfectly clear without having to tell me. It adds to your sensuality.

When you’re about as clean as I’m able to make you, I look up slightly. All that is left now are those lovely plump lips, shiny and red. I hesitantly lick at them, making a soft sound at the simple contact made. You can’t hold yourself back anymore and gently press our lips together. It’s like a collective sigh that runs through both of us, every single of our feelings for each other poured into one simple kiss. Just the connection of our lips can make us feel so extremely overwhelmed and thrilled. We share this kiss for what it seems an eternity, never deepening it, but also never breaking apart.

My hands move to the front of your jeans. I can’t take it anymore, I’m ready to burst and I need you. I start to fumble with the buttons of your jeans, opening it one by one. You look at me intently. And when I’ve completely undone your jeans, I see a cherry dangling in front of my eyes. I didn’t notice you getting one, but it doesn’t matter. You slightly raise your hips for me to pull your pants down and my heart misses a beat when your naked length is revealed to me. You’re beautiful. Your length is proudly presented to me. The tip has gathered some pearly liquid. I gasp and run my eyes over your naked body. Damn it the things you do to me…

The cherry is still there though. You cock your head a bit to the side and questioningly look at me, bringing the cherry down towards your length. Are you going to do what I think you’re doing? I wonder. I stare intently at that cherry, closer and closer towards your arousal. Until they touch. Your length slightly twitches and the rest of your body reacts along with it. The soft moan you let out wasn’t oblivious to me either. You drag that cherry over your length torturously slow, leaving juicy, red stains everywhere, mixing them with the pre-cum that gathered at the tip. I can only stare in awe, lust coursing through me like no tomorrow and I know what to do.

I grab your hand holding the stem and slowly start to make my own patterns, guiding your hand gently. You keep on making soft, shuddery sounds form the back of your throat and I lick my lips. I can’t wait, and I don’t want to anymore. My head moves forward and I hesitantly run my tongue all the way up your length, slowly following the cherry in its path. Your reaction is wonderful and you buck up your hips, letting out a groan of pleasure. I don’t stop though as my tongue swirls over the tip of your length, tasting the pearly liquid together with the sweetness of what the cherry left behind. God that taste. It’s heavenly, wonderful. I move your hand away, but not before popping the cherry off the stem and taking it in my mouth. Then I lover my head again and slowly start to take you inside, my mouth running over the velvety skin, tasting and licking every part of your sex. You can’t hold back now and moans spill from your lips second after second as I continue my job, my own arousal forgotten. This is about worshipping you, your body and your mind. While my tongue traces the large vein on the underside of your length, one of my hands start fumbling with my pants’ zipper and button. You don’t notice that, which is good, because I want this to be a surprise.

My head starts slowly bobbing up and down over your length. Most of the cherry-flavour is long gone, but the taste that is specifically you remains, no matter how hard I suck and lick. The sounds in your throat multiply and turn into soft mewls and I know you’re close. I can feel it. I can hear it by the sounds you make. And gently I pull back, giving the tip one last lick. Your eyes fly open and look at me, the need clearly imprinted in those dark orbs of yours. I smile up at you and sit up straighter, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, tongue darting out to share your taste between the two of us. I use the leverage and new position to undo most of my pants and boxer short and my arousal is now out in the open, needy for any contact.

Our tongues play and battle, and for once, I’m the one that actually lets you explore me. I let you take dominance in the kiss, making you obviously, but pleasantly surprised. After a while, though, we break off the kiss, both panting for air. I look at you and slowly crawl onto your lap, shaking off the last of my pants, my knees on either side of you. Your eyes widen at the implication of this and I look as submissive as possible, quickly taking off my shirt, making me feel naked and vulnerable under your heavy gaze. We both know what’s going to happen, but you wait for me to start, knowing I’ve never been in this position before. I reach behind me to grab your length and position it at my entrance. One of my hands grab your shoulder to steady myself and I slowly move down, feeling the press of your arousal again the tight ring of muscles. As I slowly move down, your length becomes encased in my tight heat inch by inch. I squeeze my eyes shut. It hurts slightly. I have done this before, but never with you and I look at you. Your face is contorted with pure pleasure. “Kyo…” You pant out. It’s the first word I’ve heard you say today and this turns me on so much. When I’m completely seated, your throbbing heat inside of me, I wait for a bit, getting used to this all. Your hands move over my body, caressing every inch of skin, while mine move around you, needing to hold you close right now.

After a few moments I take a deep breath and move my hips up, drawing you almost completely out of me, making you shudder and moan, before moving down again. This feels more than exquisite. Of course, it still hurts, but the feeling of being completely owned by you, the feeling of your sex brushing against my insides, it drives me crazy and I softly begin to moan, building a slow, but steady rhythm. Your hands move to my hips, helping me move on top of you as we get lost in the pleasure that builds and builds between us. Your length is driving over and over inside of me, brushing against my sweet spot, making me see stars in front of my eyes.

We’re both moaning out loudly, not caring if anyone can hear us. The only thing that matters now is the two of us, moving faster and faster on top of each other, creating an almost brutal rhythm. And I realize you can’t hold on much longer as your hand reaches out to start pumping my length in time with the thrusts. My head moves backwards and I can’t think straight anymore. I feel the constant build of pleasure, the tight knot in my stomach, waiting to explode. I feel your thrust becoming more frantic and my moans becoming needier.

“Please…Kyo…come….for me.”

Those words were the final straw, coming from your lips. I let out a particularly loud scream of your name as I feel the ball in my lower belly exploding. I see stars in front of my eyes as I come all over you hand and our bodies. All my muscles contract and I feel you thrust into me for the last few times as you tense all over and release yourself inside of me, groaning out my name.

We collapse onto each other, both completely out of breath. You wrap your arms around me protectively and press a few small kisses onto my ear. “I love you.” I whisper as I snuggle up against you. I can feel your smile against my neck and you kiss me again. “I love you too, Kyo.”

“Thank you.” You add and I know what he means, but my mind goes back to the cherries and I slightly shake my head. “No…Thank you.”

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AN: whoo! I had so much fun (and craving for cherries) while writing this! Please leave a kind review!
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