Reward

Tsuzuki felt little doubt that he was the luckiest man alive, emerging from an unusually brief, but nonetheless relaxing bath. He found, to his wonder, a new silk dressing gown laid out for him at the edge of the tub, toweling off and pulling it on. Hisoka had really gone all out for him, he thought, his heart swelling with joy at the thought that the best part of his evening was still yet to come.

“Oh my God,” was all that Tsuzuki could manage when he reached the bedroom.

The bedroom was lit with candles, just as the dining area had been, the soft light making the scene before him seem ever more like a dream. Hisoka was stretched out on his stomach across the bed, looking up at him with an alluring mixture of anticipation and nervousness, the light playing upon the golden highlights of his hair. The sheer white negligee pooled around his slender waist, pulled up flirtatiously for a clear glimpse of his taught behind, the tiny thong panties leaving little to the imagination. Lacy garters framed the creamy bare flesh from below, his long legs encased in filmy ivory silk. He was a perfect vision of both angelic beauty and sinful temptation, Tsuzuki thought. And he’s all mine.

“Do you like it?” Hisoka asked coyly.

Tsuzuki grabbed the doorframe for support and nodded dazedly.

“Are you just going to stand there and stare?” Hisoka asked teasingly, rolling onto his side and adjusting his garter enticingly.

Tsuzuki drifted to the bed and sat on its edge, Hisoka crawling off the sheets and standing before him. Translucent, pale material clung to his slight torso, the open front falling back at the sides to reveal tented satin.

“You can’t tell me that you don’t feel sexy looking like that,” Tsuzuki said, his eyes dark with overwhelming lust.

“I thought I would feel really ridiculous, but I like the way you look at me in it,” Hisoka said, blushing slightly. “I -- I like the feelings I read from you,” he said with a shudder, throwing his head back slightly, his long eyelashes fluttering, as if he were soaking in the waves of passion emanating from his lover. “It feels amazing.”

Hisoka lifted a stocking clad leg, resting it on the bed by Tsuzuki, placing a hand on his shoulder for balance. Tsuzuki took the invitation eagerly, running his hands over the gossamer fine material delicately, and leaning forward to kiss the bare skin above the garter. His lips traveled upward, and he lapped lightly at the skin at the edge of the satin thong, causing Hisoka to hiss with longing.

His fingers crawled up Hisoka’s thigh, until they reached the flimsy band, slipping beneath it and tugging gently downward. Hisoka pushed down on Tsuzuki’s shoulders, raising himself and allowing him to slide the panties off.

Tsuzuki gave a murmur of admiration at the sight of Hisoka’s liberated sex, delving his hands beneath the back of the negligee to squeeze his ass as he took him into his mouth. He felt as if he could truly devour the boy, as he eagerly tasted him, savoring the sexy little sounds he coaxed from him as he worked lips and tongue over his cock. The novel sensation of soft silk and lace caressing his cheek as he worked was almost enough to drive him mad, as was the desperate way Hisoka wound his fingers into his hair, pulling him forward.

Hisoka stiffened and cried his name, filling Tsuzuki’s mouth and nearly collapsing. Tsuzuki held him up as he withdrew, appreciating the delicious sight of the thoroughly debauched boy panting in his arms.

He pulled Hisoka down into his lap, sliding his arm beneath his knees and standing. He turned around and placed him on the bed, his eyes traveling down his tantalizingly clad form as he shed his robe.

“Tsuzuki,” Hisoka murmured, beckoning him with a fevered gaze of green, spreading his silk sheathed legs, and running his hand over his own chest.

Tsuzuki procured the tube of lubricant from the bedside table and knelt on the bed before him, gripping his sides with burning hands and coaxing Hisoka to turn over onto his knees. He pulled up the gauzy material covering his bottom and parted his cheeks, running now slick fingers between them and teasing the puckered flesh of his entrance.

“You look so hot,” Tsuzuki whispered, leaning over Hisoka’s ear as he worked his fingers inside of him. “I can’t even begin to describe how much you’ve turned me on tonight, Hisoka. It’s simply unreal.”

Hisoka thrust back onto his fingers with a moan, Tsuzuki reaching around with his other hand to find his lover’s arousal returning at full force.

“I’m ready. I want you inside me,” Hisoka gasped, his knees sliding apart further.

Tsuzuki removed his fingers, gripping a stockinged thigh.

“Are you going to wear the other outfit for me sometime, too?” Tsuzuki teased, as he began to grind himself against Hisoka.

“Yes,” Hisoka whimpered. “I’ll do anything you want. Just fuck me, already.”

“I like it when you give me orders, too,” Tsuzuki said, pulling Hisoka back by the hips and thrusting inside him.

“Then move,” Hisoka demanded, wriggling his rear upwards impatiently.

“You look so fucking amazing,” Tsuzuki groaned, with a frenzied push forward that nearly made Hisoka’s knees buckle beneath him. He gripped the gartered part of Hisoka’s legs, his thumbs digging into the bare flesh above them, pumping into him with fervor as the boy moaned and braced himself for the thrusts, palms flat on the headboard above him.

Tsuzuki slowed his movements, rolling his hips and savoring the sensation of sliding in and out of his lover, as he reached around his waist and pulled his torso upward until Hisoka’s weight rested on his knees, his back pressed to Tsuzuki’s chest.

“Just look at how beautiful you are,” Tsuzuki murmured into his ear, one hand sliding over his body until it cradled his chin, turning his head towards the mirror hanging above the bedside drawer.

Tsuzuki met Hisoka’s eyes in the mirror before appreciating the erotic vision of the way they knelt together, Hisoka’s silky thighs straddled back over his own, the sheer, gauzy negligee untied and hanging back over his chest, his aroused member jutting out from the frilly edges of the pale material.

Tsuzuki focused on the hooded, mesmerized gaze Hisoka gave their reflection as he took the boy in his palm and plunged upward into the perfect heat and tightness engulphing him.

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Their bodies entwined tightly afterwards, Hisoka sighed and shifted, pulling away.

“Can I take these damned stockings off, already? They’re really starting to chafe,” Hisoka groaned.

“Wait,” Tsuzuki said, sliding down the mattress and lifting Hisoka’s leg into the air, placing it over his shoulder.

“You’re so incredible,” Tsuzuki said, marveling as he carefully pulled back the garter and began to slide the hose down Hisoka’s leg, tenderly kissing the red marks left by the elastic on the boy’s smooth flesh. Tsuzuki kneaded the tormented ring of skin, Hisoka murmuring with relief. “Thank you, Hisoka.”

He removed the other stocking with equal care, laughing.

“I think you’ve got a run in your stockings, cutie,” Tsuzuki said, fingering a little tear he’d left in the material with his fingernails. He leaned in and kissed the scowling boy tenderly.

“You really love me, don’t you?” Tsuzuki asked, looking at him as he pulled back.

“Of course I do, baka,” Hisoka said, flushing slightly, and looking away. “And you were right.”

“Right about what?” Tsuzuki asked, lying on his side and pulling Hisoka against him.

“I did feel kind of sexy,” Hisoka said, smiling slightly and nuzzling back into Tsuzuki’s chest, as Tsuzuki turned his face to the side and kissed him again.

The End...at least, until I can think of something else kinky for them to do. ;D
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