Haseo\'s Sexy Skeithy Escapades

Haseo's Sexy Skeithy Escapades

Chapter 4 - Core Heartbeats


The light from above flickered on and off rapidly as if it were one of those flickering dance lights that were meant to give people seizures. At the very least he was starting to develop a headache from it.

"Would you knock it off already?!" Ryou yelled. Turning, he glared at the tall black clad figure that was standing at his bedroom door, hand on the light switch.

"Light switch." Skeith said and paused. "The element of turning you on."

Without a word Ryou got up, grabbed the avatar by the horns and slammed his face into the door. He normally wasn't so violent, but sometimes you have to get your point acrossed by beating it into them. Add in the fact that he felt less guilty doing it because he didn’t view Skeith as a real human to being with. The avatar was nothing more than dumbits of data from a game, which reminded him to ask why the avatar was standing there, seemingly fresh and blood, to begin with.

"That's not very nice." Skeith said folding his arms acrossed his chest. "Maybe I won’t let you use my body anymore."

Ryou flushed several shades of red before throwing his school notebook at him. "Shut up!"
The notebook landed face down in front of his bedroom door. Skeith had moved out of the way to avoid getting smacked and now peeked back in with a smug look on his face. Ryou was two seconds away from jumping up to smack that look right off his face. Instead, he merely sighed and fetched the notebook, going back to his chair to finish up.

This was yet another time that he had attempted to question why and/or how and became distracted, flustered or molested into forgetfulness.

After a few moments of silence the avatar spoke up. "Ryou..."

"What now?" Ryou asked not bothering to even look up.

"I learned about something new and exciting today." Skeith said still standing in the doorway.

"What’s that?" Ryou wasn’t sure he wanted to know and kept his eyes on his work.

"The strange object that you use to suck things up." Skeith said making a pushing motion with his hands that went unnoticed.

Ryou turned and looked over at him. "....What?"

"A VACCUM." Azure Kite called out from the other room.

"I suppose it would be something interesting to you." Ryou said, having forgotten the fact that the two AI's would be unfamiliar with some of the objects here in the real world.

"I want to try it on you." Skeith stated simply.

"Try what?" Ryou asked as he tried to wrap his head around what exactly Skeith meant, or intended by the statement.

"You might like it."

"What does that mean?" Ryou asked. Surely Skeith wasn’t serious, and the way he had said it sounded as if he had been experimenting with it earlier. That thought alone sent a shiver up his spine.

"I'll show it to you." Skeith replied disappearing momentarily only to return with the vacuum in tow, attachment hose held firmly in his hand.

Ryou looked at him ludicrously and continued to stare at him as he fiddled with the machine, trying to make it work. Finally he spoke up. "What are you trying to do?"

"Make it work." Skeith said as if he were making a demand and not answering a question.

"No." Ryou stated simply. He was freaked out enough already, his mind deciding it wanted to display a mental image of Skeith suctioning himself in his unmentionables. If he had any, he hadn't paid any attention to really know or care.

"KITE!" Skeith called to his companion, if he could be called that. He was more or less a tag along and the two were more akin to acquaintances then friends.

Kite entered the room; he was donned in a pink apron and held a sponge in one hand. "Aaaaaa." He said, and then left.

Why couldn't he have said that from the kitchen as he had before? It was more than likely curiosity on the zombifed AI's part, and probably to mess with Ryou's head some more with his undead moaning.

Truth be told, Kite hadn’t perfected his usage of vocalizing any kind of language. He understood and could perfectly process it, but sometimes when he’d open his mouth to speak nothing would come out but a raspy sound. Maybe it had to do with the fact that his body was incomplete, making him unable to completely control all of his functions perfectly like Skeith could. Although in the beginning Skeith couldn’t speak either, but unlike the avatar, he had no one to learn from. Thus why he had wanted to become closer to Haseo, he wanted to connect and learn things. Sure, he could have learned from someone else, but he felt more accepted by Haseo then anyone else he had met.

Skeith pouted and dropped the hose to the floor. Although he wouldn’t be able to try it out on his pet he did have a hell of a time using it on Magus, but he wished that Kite would have at least told him how the contraption worked.

"When you give up on something like that so easily it makes me wonder what else you have planned."

Skeith grinned as he flopped down on the bed, stretching out and staring at the ceiling before rolling over to focus his eyes on the other. "Interested?"

Creeped out, yes, interested, no.

It was then that Kite appeared at the doorway, sans apron and hat. "Haseo, we're going to do it!"

"What do you mean, ‘do it?’"

"Do the things that Skeith does to you." Kite answered back as he fully entered the room and proceeded to roughly shove Skeith off the bed.

Skeith hadn’t expected it and met the floor with an 'umpth' sound. He stood up and proceeded to tackle Kite. "He can't do it with you!"

"Why not?" Kite asked curiously. He tried to kick the other but forgot there was a mysterious hole in the avatars mid section.

"Because he's mine." Skeith declared selfishly as he pulled on the sea green hair.

Ryou, still seated at his desk, turned to watch the two fight over him. He never thought he’d actually see anyone fight over him. Well, now that he thought about it, he did witness the many times Atoli tired to beat up Alkaid, and that one time she had tried to beat up Shino but then..... who knew Shino was into girls? That actually explained a lot.

While the two pulled on each others hair and clothing Ryou noticed that Kite had a rather odd red mark on his face. "Did you both beat each other up earlier?"

"Hm?

"What?"

The two had stopped in mid pull, as if they were in the middle of a game of twister instead of a fight, to look at the teen.

Ryou motioned to Azure Kites cheek, Kite blushed slightly. "An accident with the vacuum."

Now he really didn’t want to know what happened earlier. "Stop it you two." As amusing as it was, he didn’t need anymore drama.

"But Haseo...." Kite began.

"As far as I am concerned neither of you are touching me." Ryou declared as he shoved books, papers and notebooks into his schoolbag.

They both pouted and sat on the bed like scolded children.

"What about you touching us?" Skeith questioned innocently.

Ryou raised a brow, as if the question needed to be seriously answered. Instead of being a jerk and giving a snappy response his mind wandered back to those nagging questions he had easily dismissed the first time the avatar had appeared before him.

Skeith was pleased that his pet was actually taking the time to seriously think it over. He actually wanted to be petted and played with, instead of the other way around. The looks and hesitant touches his user made in The World were so painfully cute he thought his core might explode from how fast it beat against his body.

"Touch me, Ryou." Skeith whispered not caring if Kite disagreed or punched him for it.

"Touch me to!" Kite demanded, not wanting to be left out.

What the hell was he supposed to say to that? Here he was, in his room with two AI's demanding to be molested by him. Oh if only he had his scythe, or at least his broadsword.

"I know you want to." Skeith said with a smug look.

Kite only nodded in agreement.

"You don’t know that."

"I know you call out my name when you masturbate." Skeith added. It was actually Ovan's name but he knew Ryou wasn't going to admit to that. Either way, it was a good buff.

"I, I don’t do that!" Ryou protested waving his arms about to further emote the point. Not that it did him any good with the flush creeping up into his face.

"Then whose name do you call out when you're pleasing yourself?" Kite asked now wondering if what Skeith said was true or not.

"I don’t---" Ryou began but Skeith cut him off with his next words.

"You have no reason to lie about it." Skeith interrupted as if reassuring the other that everyone did it, and he had nothing to be embarrassed over. "I do... to the thought of you."

Whoooooooa. Okay. He did NOT want or need to know that. At all.

Kite pouted slightly and shoved the other off the bed again. He had wanted to be the one to tell Haseo about calling out his name in heated passion and it seemed he wouldn’t be able to now.

Skeith, now face first on the floor, giggled. "Kite also does it."

Were they trying to give him mental trauma? As if he hadn’t gone though enough already and now his mind decided to torment him further by giving him a mental image of Azure Kite, hand around his cock as he stroked it lovingly.

"You seem excited enough." Skeith replied from his new place on the floor, leaning his back against the bed.

"Why are you looking there in the first place!?"

"The same reason you are." Skeith replied having kept a tab on how many times he had made the teen look down at him.

"Idiot!" Was all Ryou could come up with. It was all Skeith's fault that his eyes just happened to wander, on their own accord, down to that particular spot.

"I suppose we could both play with you." Skeith suggested. He didn’t mind since it was Azure Kite, though if it were anyone else he’d have torn them piece by piece for even thinking about doing such things.

"No. I want Haseo to myself!" Kite announced.

Though he downplayed it around certain people and came off as more playful then serious, Skeith was, in all actuality, very selfish and possessive of his Haseo... or Ryou if that was the case and it was. "...Kite."

Azure Kite looked over to the avatar and the dangerous look now evident in the heated crimson eyes. It didn’t scare him, and it didn’t matter if the avatar tore him to pieces. "You don’t own him so you can't decide who gets to have him first."

The situation was quickly getting out of hand and becoming seriously creepy. "It’s my body so I get the choice of who is touching it."

"I'll let you touch mine as much as you like." Skeith replied. His voice still laced with a dangerous undertone, though his eyes had dulled back to their normal crimson hue.

"Aaaaaaa." Was as much as Kite could get out, his voice failing on him for whatever reason.

Ryou had more or less expected that out of the AI. Both of them. "Neither of you are touching me, period."

"If you bind me, you won’t have to worry about it." Skeith added. The thought of this new act excited him, and it would at least get the boy to touch him, though he was pretty sure Ryou wouldn’t be able to accomplish anything other than tying a blindfold, if he could even get him to go that far.

Ryou merely open his mouth in shock. Kite was a bit shocked as well, he wasn’t into that kind of thing, and didn’t think Haseo was, though it did explain a lot in terms of Haseo's choice of clothing.

Skeith then turned to Kite. "He can play with you as much as he likes later. I get to be the first."

"Says you!" Kite replied his vocal cords letting him speak once again.

"Yes, because he's mine."

"Who decided that and when?" Ryou asked.

"I did, of course." Skeith said matter of factly, as if it had been signed on paper with some nice ink.

"When?"

"When I was born.”

". . ." Ryou took this to mean when he, the player Haseo, had been created in The World for the first time.

Skeith took this chance climb over and capture his prey, quickly sliding over and snaking his arms around the other.

"Hey, let me go!" Ryou protested.

"Only if you promise to play with me."

"Or me!" Azure Kite replied glomping on to Ryou's other side.

"If you both agree to leave me alone when I’m busy." Ryou said then added. "From now on, not just for a day, starting right now.”

"Anything you say..." Skeith replied.

"Well, I don’t have to worry about you, since you’re more behaved." Ryou added, speaking to Kite.

"See, I’m more useful." Azure Kite replied. He turned toward Skeith and stuck out his tongue.

"Useful as a maid. I’m the better lover."

"Is that why you don't do any housework?" Ryou added looking at Skeith. The avatar seemed to be nothing more than some kind of kinky lay about, doing whatever he pleased.

"I help out." Skeith said grinning widely over the fact that no one had disputed his title of ‘best lover’.

"Oh? How?"

"I offered to dress you this morning."

"That’s not helping out."

"I helped clean today."

"If by cleaning you mean discovering the sexual uses of a vacuum." Kite interjected.

Ryou flushed and said nothing.

"And spanking Magus with a broom and mop." Kite further went on, proving that Skeith was indeed a lay about.

"That’s enough. I don’t want to hear anymore." Ryou said, his face going pale.

"You heard him, so leave us be." Skeith said as he shoved the other off the bed and then flopped on to.

Azure Kite began to pummel him, and Skeith just let him, grinning as he did so because Kite punched like a little girl and he would have told him so, but he decided on a different approach. "Unless you want to watch us do it."

"I don’t think Id want to with the way you are." Kite said and left, being polite enough to close the door behind him. Or maybe it was because he didn’t want to hear whatever abuse Skeith had undoubtedly planned to do to poor Haseo.

Ryou almost regretted it, but it was too late, although he could always just toss Skeith out the window if it came to that.

"What will you do to me? Hm?"

"You were serious!?" Ryou said. He thought for sure... like the rest of the times he had been in these situations, that Skeith would have total control.

"Is it so wrong that I want you to dominate me for a change? I wonder if you can handle it."

"Pfft." Ryou was miffed at the comment. He knew Skeith was merely taunting him, but he didn’t like anyone thinking that he was a pussy bitch.

"You’re so cute when you’re angry."

"Keep it up and I'll change my mind." Ryou threatened.

"Aw." Skeith pouted again. "Then I have no choice but to behave."

"Whatever..." It wouldn’t be long before Skeith took over anyways, he was guessing no more than ten minutes and he’d be pinned down and at the avatars mercy.

"Ryou..." Skeith whispered heavily, as if he couldn’t keep the excitement out of his voice.

"Id rather you just call me Haseo instead. It’s.... less weird that way." Ryou said. //Especially when we’re doing these things...//

"Whatever you want."

"Whatever?" Ryou said raising a brow upward.

"Yes." Skeith replied with a nod, his voice full of passion. "Come to me, Haseo."

Somewhat reluctant, as he had no idea what to expect, Ryou kneeled on the bed next to the outstretched avatar. Skeith sat up slightly, and grabbing Ryou’s hand placed it upon the red circular mark that glowed softly at the center of his neckline.

Ryou moved his hand back in surprise. "It’s....."

"My Core. You’ve felt it, but you haven’t touched it before.”

It was strange. It felt almost like a beating heart and he placed his hand upon it again.

"It beats hotly for you." Skeith said. His tone now laced with lust as his lips turned up in a grin.

Ryou felt the hotness rushing into his face. "So that’s what it is." He had briefly wondered about it before, but dismissed it as nothing more than a strange design aesthetic. "Does this do anything?" Ryou further inquired as he explored the hole in the avatar's midsection.

"It does the same thing my horns do."

"And that is?"

"Make me sexier." Skeith said narcissistically.

"Pfft."

Skeith reached up and slid his hands over the horns in an erotic fashion. "They are my best feature you know… along with my slender fingers and red eyes."

"...And your hair… and your wave markings." Haseo sarcastically added.

"Which part do you like, Haseo?" Skeith asked as he jerked Ryou's hand back to feel the heat from his core.

"I... never thought about it before."

"Really? Maybe.... " Skeith pulled down Ryou's hand and placed it between his legs. "This part?"

Ryou was seconds away from pulling his hand away when he noticed the lack of.... anything. He patted it further, a confused look on his face, but there was nothing, nothing other than the soft, smooth, black skin. "I thought you were wearing spandex."

Skeith laughed. "You didn’t even realize I’ve been naked this whole time? In front of you?"

"H-how was I supposed to know.... it’s not like anything’s there!"

"...Not yet."

"What do you mean 'not yet'?"

"You'll see... soon enough. I don’t want to spoil the surprise too soon." Skeith replied, laughter still in his tone.

Ryou wanted to quit just to spite him but it was too late. He was already curiously exploring him, hands running all over the black skin. It felt so soft, so much like skin, yet it had a dulled look it to that made it look like he was wearing something tight fitted which was why he originally thought so.

"Taste it."

"W-what!?"

"Aren’t you curious?"

He wasn’t that curious... was he? It still mystified him how it looked so unlike skin yet felt so much like it at the same time.

"Haseo."

"Whaffffmmm..."

Skeith kissed him interrupting Ryou's vocalizing of 'what'. The black tinted lips crushed against Ryou's light hued ones and he wondered, as he pulled back and out of the kiss, if the lips were tainted that way, like his skin, or if it wasn’t some type of lipstick.

"You’re always so rough and demanding." Ryou said as he reached up to touch the avatars face, tracing a finger along the lips. Skeith flicked his tongue out to lick at the digit. The long serpent like appendage licked down the length of skin that was Ryou's forefinger. Moving his head slightly forward Skeith captured the finger in his mouth and began to lightly suck on it.

"There you go again." It hadn’t even been five minutes. Maybe, he wasn’t really keeping an eye on the clock to know for sure.

"I was being gentle..."

"No, not about that."

"Hm?"

"Even though you say you want me to be in control you overtake it at some point." Ryou pointed out.

"That was not overtaking you." Skeith wrapped his arms around Ryou then flipped him on his back so that Skeith was now on top. "This is."

Ryou only sighed, he should have saw this coming, but what he didn’t expect was for Skeith to flip them both back over, so that Ryou was on top.

Skeith merely giggled at the look of surprise.

"I don’t get you at all."

"It wouldn’t be very fun to explore me when I have you pinned down, now would it?"

He supposed not, and he went back to eyeing up that empty spot between Skeith's legs.
Instead of asking, which he doubted would have gotten it done anyways, he pulled (more roughly then he intended) Ryou down until the black haired teen was facing the ambiguously empty area of his crotch.

"Skeith!"

"Asking will get me nowhere."

"Maybe if you, I don’t know, said please?" Ryou said with a bitter tone.

"Would you please pleasure me, Haseo?" Skeith added sweetly, which ended up sounding more disturbing then it should have.

"There’s---"

"I asked nicely."

And so Ryou licked, licked at that ambiguous empty space. His tongue slid up in a slow deliberate manner, while giving Skeith a look that said ‘You asked for it’. The avatar merely giggled and Ryou gave him the IRL version of Haseo’s pissed off and annoyed look.

"Alright, I'll show it to you." Skeith replied as he gently pushed Ryou aside. Placing his hand over the area, he started to slowly move his hand upwards. Black on black was difficult to see, so Ryou wasn't quiet sure what he was looking for until Skeith had removed his hand. When he did he could clearly see the thick hard shaft throbbing against his body.

"How did you..." Ryou asked trailing off.

“If I told you, it wouldn’t be a secret, now would it?” Skeith paused, seeing the displeased look on the others face. He though his pet would be more pleased, so he frowned, but only for a moment. “It would continuously be a surprise. You would never know when it would appear. That’s half the excitement.”

“Skeith…” Haseo gave a little frown like pout that was insanely cute.

"It works the same as it does in The World. It won’t appear unless I want it to."

That was.... the strangest thing he had ever seen, and... did it just jump at him?

"You look as though it’s the first time you've seen it." Skeith replied trying to keep the need out of his voice. Although it certainly was a very sexy appendage, he didn’t have to admire it so much. "Haseo..."

Ryou, or Haseo was he was being called now, was still in awed at the whole thing. Even in real life the avatar kept doing mysterious things that shouldn’t be possible at all.

Skeith was growing impatient and grabbed Ryou's hands to place on top of the painfully hard shaft. "Don’t make me force you."

"Like you weren’t already planning to?"

"…Maybe later." Skeith said with as slight pause at the beginning as if he had actually considered being ‘nice’ for a change.

Ryou ran his fingers over the veins lightly, curiously touching it in various places as he took the time to feel the texture, the indentions on it, feeling the way the blood pulsed inside of it, throbbing hotly in his hand.

“Haseo…” Skeith whimpered.

"What!?"

"Don’t tease me so…" Skeith whimpered more which was painfully cute in and of itself.

Ryou grinned. “Why don’t you do this with me? I noticed you tend to get impatient with things.” Just like himself. They were alike in so many ways it was scary.

“Nothing wrong with that; and nothing wrong with teasing and making you beg either.”

“So I guess that means its okay to tease you.” Haseo replied, and it was his turn to smirk.

“Going to have me beg for it?” Skeith asked his voice low and sensual.

“I might.”

“Does that make you hot?”

“N-no! I just… thought it would be interesting.”

Skeith laughed but then caught his breath as Haseo jerked on him. “H-haseo!”

Now it was Ryou’s turn to laugh as he went back to teasing it. His fingers slid over the head as he caressed it gently, his thumb sliding acrossed the slit in the center, then sliding down to trace the veins underneath. They weren’t very visible but he could feel them with his fingertips.

"I want you….” Skeith briefly paused for dramatic effect. “…To be rough with me."

Ryou blinked as he turned several shades of red. "Seriously?"

Skeith nodded. “Please…” He added for good measure.

Ryou sighed but decided to play nice and go along with what the avatar wanted. He reached over for the bottle of lotion that was on his nightstand.

“Do it without.” Skeith replied.

“To give you a reason to do it to me? No way.”

“You think that I honestly would?”

“Honestly, yes and I don’t even want to know why you’d want me to do it raw.”

Skeith gave a little pout but it didn’t last long as he couldn’t help further express himself with a low sigh of pleasure as Ryou wrapped his hand around him. His cock was thick, thick enough that he almost couldn’t grasp all the way around it.

Ryou began a firm motion, pacing himself in a way that was similar to what he’d use on himself, but this obviously wasn’t pleasant for Skeith as he whimpered in frustration.

"Rougher." Skeith replied trying to keep his hands from forcing the others to do what he wanted. He wanted…. needed…. intense, harsh, painful movements.

Shrugging he picked up the pace, tugging and stroking heavily at the throbbing hard cock in his hand.

Skeith squirmed and moaned. "Tighter..."

"This is tight; do you want me to crush you or something?"

"If you’d like." Skeith replied with a fanged smile “You could always use your fingernails…” He further said knowing that Ryou wouldn’t have done it without the suggestion.

Again he complied with his avatars demands, gripping the thick throbbing cock as tight as he could while curling his fingers, almost digging the nails into the skin. He had lost the fast pace as he readjusted, and it made Skeith whimper in dissatisfaction again.

“Faster." Skeith commanded breathlessly. The sounds coming out of him were also something Ryou hadn’t ever heard before. They were more intense and excitable, though he hadn’t ever paid any attention to it before as he was always too busy screaming his own lungs out.

Finally getting a tight, fast pace, he continued it for as long as he could, though his arms where already starting to tire on him. Skeith’s hips started to buck and his moans turned into screams and the screams shortly turned into a fountain as Skeith came, the translucent liquid running down Ryou's hand and his inner thighs which then dripped down to soak into the bed sheets.

"That... wasn’t half bad." Skeith said still panting a little.

"Half bad? The way you were screaming and thrusting against me I thought I was doing an awesome job."

"Would you like me to show you what I consider an 'awesome' job?"

"No way! I don’t want to end up with a bloody cock.”

Skeith could only laugh at that. "…Love on me, Haseo.”

Ryou raised a brow.

"No, it wasn’t enough. I want more." Skeith said to the unasked question.

Ryou gave him a look then got a face full of cock as it jumped up and smacked him in the face. He started to wonder if what Skeith said before was true or not, but either way, the horned avatar was already as stiff as a rock, even though he had just came. Wonders never ceased it seemed.

“I suppose you’d want me to be rough with that to.”

“Unless you like hearing my whimpering cries.”

“It sounds so… unnatural, I think I like your moans better, though they sound suspiciously the same as when I take damage controlling you.”

Skeith gave a wicked grin in response and if it wasn’t for Ryou’s tongue sliding around slowly on the head he would have gave a throaty chuckle, instead he merely moaned from the sudden wet feeling that now consumed him.

Ryou’s tongue danced and twirled around the top, sliding the moist pink flesh around the mushroomed like base then up to slide along between the thin slit. He placed more of his mouth upon it, slurping and suctioning it, making the avatar squirm and pant.

Skeith started to whimper again and pushed a bit roughly on Ryou’s head. Ryou took the hint and took more into his mouth, his tongue now feeling the veins, sliding over them momentarily as he drew back up and then back down.

The avatar moaned breathlessly. “More….More rough, Haseo.” Skeith tried to sound commanding but it was hard with the pant in his voice.

Ryou ignored him; after all it would likely be his only change to get his avatar to beg him for a chance. So he continued at his measured pace, slurping and sucking on the thick black cock that threatened to choke him each time he took more into his mouth.

As expected, Skeith started to whimper and push down on the teen’s head, his white hands entwining themselves in the thick black strands.

“Use your teeth…” Skeith said his hips bucking up in desperate need.

It was almost a plea, but good enough and he didn’t dare tease the avatar too much, at least not that the moment considering he just might receive a sharp tug on his hair if he didn’t.

Much like before, he had to re-adjust; slowing his pace as he lightly grated his teeth along either side of the thick black shaft. It was actually a lot easier to do then he had anticipated and soon had the horny figure below him quivering in pleasure.

Unfortunately Ryou hadn’t thought the whole process though as a gush of liquid rushed into his mouth and instinctively, almost reflexively, spat it out all over one of Skeith’s legs. Most of which slid down to meet the previously wet spot.

“I figured you were going to do that.” Skeith replied pouting slightly. Though he supposed it was enough that he at least got him to do it. He even took his girth without much gagging. “You did a good job.”

“Just good?”

“Impressive.” Though Skeith said it dismissively, it was as close to any sort of compliment he was going to get. “Now… for you...”

Ryou moved back a bit, mostly out of fear of what was going to be done to him, or quite possibly, made to do.

Shocked wasn’t quite the word he was looking for after the digital deity had pushed him off and ended up on all fours on his bed, Skeith’s rear end facing him, and he shook it alluringly, as if to say ‘come and get it.’

Still surprised at this new turn of events he raised his brow questionably.

“Nervous?” Skeith asked his sly fanged grin visible as he turned his head slightly to see the other out of the corner of his eye.

Unprepared was closer to the mark. He had never…. taken anyone and had been a virgin up until he started receiving visits from his avatar, though that was all in the game.

“There’s no need for preparation… as you might have guessed from my previous requests.”

Ryou remembered back to the time when his avatar had done this very thing as a sort of punishment. It had been one of the most painful things he had experienced in his entire life and now he was being asked to do it. It was as if karma was coming back in some kind of twisted revenge. The avatars title, Terror of Death, was certainly fitting for him. He didn’t even want to try to understand where said figure had learned all this.

Skeith reached back and grabbed Ryou’s wrist painfully. “It will be the first… and last time.” He let go. “So, you have to give me a reach-around.” Naturally he was demanding, not asking this.

How hard could that be? He had already masturbated the horned avatar, and if he wanted it, why the hell not? He was already complying with all of the other requests.

Taking a deep breath he positioned himself at Skeith’s entrance, both hands resting on the slicked black skin of Skeith’s waist. With a final exhale of breath he began to push himself in.

The feeling was amazing; the tightness squeezed against him snuggly as if it were a fitted glove. He pulled himself back before unsteadily plunging back in. His hands on Skeith’s waist tightening, nearly digging in, as he almost came after a few thrusts. Unknowingly he was already moaning loudly, as was the horned figure. Ryou kept going, though he rushed it, his hips bucking forward as if on their own accord, thrusting as he quickly came. He didn’t even have time to call out the others name as a scream ripped itself from his lungs, drool trickling down the corner of his mouth. He was out of breath, panting and heaving as he pulled himself out and laid his head exhaustively on the cool back of Skeith’s skin.

“Ryou….” Skeith’s scolding tone reached Ryou’s ear’s as he felt him catch his breath. “Even if you were punishing me for not asking nicely, it still wasn’t a nice thing to do.”

“Huh?” Ryou asked, not noticing he had been called by his real name.

“You were too fast. I didn’t even get any enjoyment out of it.” Skeith said, pouting.

“Since it was the only time, I guess I can’t make it up to you.” Ryou said snidely replied. After a moment his arms reached down as he started to stroke Skeith’s aching member.

The avatar made a soft sound of surprise when he felt Ryou’s hand squeezing him so very tightly.

“Better late then never?”

“You suck at this.”

“Hey!” Ryou cried. He gave an exceedingly rough upward tug on Skeith’s cock.

It made a shiver run though the avatar’s body and he cried out, almost as if he would come. Ryou repeated the motion a few more times as Skeith squirmed and bucked, screaming out the teen’s name as a surge of hot, sticky fluid shot all over the Ryou’s hand, coating it.

Skeith whispered something but Ryou didn’t catch what it was. “What?”

“The blood means it’s a good job.”

Ryou quickly drew his hand up, and the avatar laughed, rolling over to fall back on the bed. He then cleaned his hand on the bed sheet as he gave the other an annoyed look.

“It was as you said… an awesome job.” Skeith said as he patted next to him in a ‘come here’ motion.

They then laid together, Ryou drifting off to sleep, lulled by the pulsating ‘thump thump thump’ of Skeith’s core.

- TBC