Does my pain pleasure you?

Comment: This… this is a little product of insanity. I would like to make it clear that it was my insanity that pushed me as far as to actually publish it here. My insanity was triggered by “Perfect Girl Evolution” manga, and lack of further chapters of the aforementioned manga to devour.

English is NOT my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes within this text.

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Before anything, I would like to thank SLIGHTLY_SINFUL for pointing out that the stupid story did not upload properly~~! I would have missed the fact otherwise =_=. I owe you a big time and I want to express my gratitude somehow. So, Slightly_sinful, after you’ve read this little piece please leave a review with a short description of what you’d like to be done to Kyouhei, and I’ll see how HIS pain might pleasure YOU ^_-.


..: DOES MY PAIN PLEASURE YOU? :..

- Chapter 1: Inoocent Beginning. Unaware? -


She would have her revenge now. Now that she knew that the Radiant Creature had a weakness, she would exploit it mercilessly.

For all those fancy dresses that she was made to wear, for all those make-up sessions, for every time she was made to pretend she was going out with him. For every time he made her nosebleed or faint or go into trauma. And above all else for that last time, when he made her go into that fancy mansion, get locked with him alone in a room with a round bed and… No no no nononononono… Sunako dismissed her memories of the sheer torture, of the excess of light that nearly melted her at spot. His seductive words, his body pressed firmly against her were still fresh in her mind.

But that was beside the point. The point was that now she knew of a way to gain an upper hand on him, and be free to do whatever she wanted with him. The solution was so simple that she felt like laughing every time she remembered it. Kyouhei was ticklish. Extremely ticklish. She saw it yesterday, when Yuki accidentally tickled the blonde, trying to apply some sunbathing cream, as they were staying by the pool at the back of the mansion. The idea was caught up by Ranmaru, who started tickling Kyouhei on purpose, and soon all three of them were torturing him for whole 15 minutes.

She could do that. If only she aimed properly and then closed her yes, she could also tickle him. That would leave him helpless, and vulnerable, and from that point onwards she assumed she would come up with some improvised punishment for him for messing with her.

The oblivious horror-girl didn’t know that Kyouhei wasn’t exactly messing with her. By now it was so much more than just the game to turn her into a lady. True, at first the girl freaked him out, and there were still a lot of situations in which she would startle him and he would jerk away. But recently Kyouhei began to accept who she was, with all of her creepy interests, he began to admire that strong soul that usually stayed hidden behind the “I-don’t–care” mask. Sunako started invading his dreams in the ways he never thought possible. And much like she would shriek away from his “bright” form, he started shrieking away from her touch, from the smell of her hair, from her intoxicating presence. His reaction scared him. He didn’t want to deal with those feelings, it was just too bothersome, but he couldn’t avoid them, lock them away either. It was frustrating: having her walk around the house, preparing meals, going to school with her, occasionally chatting. The feeling grew into excoriating every time he caught a glimpse of her coming out from the bath, when she would allow him to see those smooth shoulders, or every time realization hit him, that he was helpless when it came to her, that he was unable to reach for her and make her interact with him like a normal human being.

Still, unaware Sunako kept plotting her perfect revenge plan. She decided she needed the right moment: she wouldn’t like to be discovered or interfered. After she was done with him, she could get rid of the body and leave it in some obvious place, so that the other Radiant Beings could take care of their companion and console him, or whatever the Radiant Beings did if they were exposed to too much darkness.

“The right moment” arrived on the following day. The three Creatures ascended the stairs from their Bright Apartments, and sat lazily in the living room, awaiting breakfast. In the meantime they chatted, and unusually interested Sunako listened to fragments of their talk. Apparently Ranmaru would be off for the rest of the day and, knowing him, the night as well, as he was invited by one of his girlfriends for some random trip. Yuki was planning to take his girlfriend to a theme park, and he thought he would be back after dinner. Takenaga was also going to spend the day away from home, as Noi had prepared a surprise for him. He didn’t have a clue what that was about, but he remembered her declaring that he wouldn’t be back till after supper. All of that was repeated to Sunako, as she served the breakfast, as a way to inform her that she could skip cooking means for the day. She nodded her understanding and returned back to kitchen, trying to avoid excessive contact with Radiant Beings. Having declared their plans, the three guys were off the house soon after breakfast, hurrying to their little adventures of the day.

But the real lucky fact for Sunako was that the one she targeted was not downstairs yet, demanding food. If he heard of their plans, he would probably try to arrange some impromptu plans for the day, so that he wouldn’t have to stay alone in the house with her. Luckily, it seemed Kyouhei had overslept. Sunako suspected the reason could be that he went to bed really late last night. She figured that, because around 3 a.m. She was woken up by great thirst, so she went down to kitchen to get herself a glass of water. As she walked past the Death Zone [i.e. Radiant Creature’s room] she heard some muffled cries and a lot of fumbling through the bedcovers. She didn’t give it much thought then, but she guessed now it made sense.

In any case the blonde should be descending from his bedchambers soon, and she had to prepare. Sunako crawled up the corner of the living room, to the far corner next to the ceiling, right next to the stairs and crouched there with her mystical powers, waiting for her prey, much like the spider waited for a fly.

- I’m hungryyyy! – It was the voice of the Radiant Creature, walking down the stairs.

The time is near – thought Sunako and tried to disappear into the wall behind her.

- Sunako? – Came hesitant question. He must have nearly completed his journey down the stairs by then. – Guys? Where the heck did you all go?!

With that she saw him. Or at least his contour, as he appeared from behind the wall next to the stairs. She waited another 3 seconds, aimed herself towards his lower abdomen, shut her eyes, and jumped with a war-cry in the direction she figured before.

- Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Her aiming was perfect, obviously, and she got the sleepy blonde by his waist. The impact threw them both a couple of paces back, sprawling both on the stairs. What the… - was all that Kyouhei managed to think before his head connected to the stairs railing. Hard.

*Thump* - Ungh… - Kyouhei moaned.

Sunako was cushioned by his body, so didn’t receive any shock from the impact. She didn’t allow Radiant Creature any time to recover, as she dragged his light cotton jumper up his torso and started tickling his sides furiously. Thank God, I’m not watching. Normally I’d melt by now. – Sunako congratulated herself on her brilliant plan.

- Uwaaaaaaahhh! Haha haha hahahahaaa… - Tickling took the desired effect – S… Su… Sunako-chan, what are you doing?! Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh… Ha ha hahahaha…
She wouldn’t respond to him. You never knew, perhaps Radiant Beings had a way to put a spell on you simply by talking to you, for situations like that…
Kyouhei gasped and panted, desperately trying to catch his breath, as he continued to laugh because of her ministrations. He struggled to get her off him, or to roll them over, to save himself, but she wouldn’t allow that. She was sitting firmly on his abdomen, balancing herself with wide-spread legs on either side of him, pressing him into the stairs with all her strength.

It was then when his body registered his position fully. He was UNDERNEATH Sunako, who forced him HALF-UNDRESSED, who was STRADDLING his waist, which in any other situation could have looked quite SENSUAL, who was ROAMING her hands around large portion of his BODY. Occasionally, she would only tickle him with her one hand, searching for the right SPOT on his skin with the other. She still had her eyes shut down firmly, to not faint from seeing him – Kyouhei guessed. Because she couldn’t see, adjusting her hands into the right POSITION took quite a lot of gliding around his now SENSITIVE SKIN. Moreover, she was PINNING him to the floor with all her strength, using her… her… her… PRIVATE AREA – that was the only description that his thoughts could bear at the moment – to keep him in place.

The realization almost sent him jumping, with her still securely sitting on his tummy, a couple of meters into the air. The thoughts that involuntarily flooded his mind made him gasp. He couldn’t stop laughing from all the tickling, but it wasn’t the carefree, happy laughter you normally gave in this kind of position. He simply couldn’t help but laugh, but the joy left his voice. He didn’t have so much strength any more, to laugh, catch his air and struggle against her at the same time. His abdomen was beginning to hurt.

But all that was becoming unimportant. He could feel the reaction arriving from deep inside his body. Her… private area… straddling… my waist… my body… being touched… hands… pinning me… forceful… her body against mine… friction… - Kyouhei could hear his own thoughts becoming incomprehensible, ragged. Heat was becoming more and more burning, searing through his veins. He tried to suppress it, tried to persuade himself that it was probably only an innocent play, that had nothing to do with the images his imagination was throwing at him. But it was too late already. It was burning him with… need. Desire. – his thoughts helped again to find the suitable words, that he did not want to hear. If that continued, if he didn’t leave the spot right now…

- Unnnngghhh… - Kyouhei moaned again, a different note in his voice this time.

He felt tightness in his jeans. And it was getting worse by second. NO! He couldn’t let her see him react in that way to her. No matter what, she couldn’t find out. If she did, she would run away from them all, scared, and he would blame himself for the rest of his life. He had to stop looking at her body hunched over his, panting as well by now, moving her hands over his ribs and sides. Perhaps if he wasn’t seeing what was being done to him, he could somehow shut it all down? Kyouhei squeezed his eyes shut, and moved his head to the side , instinctively trying to be as far away from the one that was doing that to him as possible. It didn’t matter anyway, because Sunako had her eyes shut as well, and probably wouldn’t notice his pained expression and firmly shut eyes anyway.

But that didn’t help. His body was too aware of what was sitting on top of him, and how it was moving against his tummy. The tightness in his pants increased.

- Nnnnn… - that was a groan by now.

Still, Sunako ignored it, trying to not listen to anything from him on purpose.

Perhaps shutting his eyes was a mistake after all, as Kyouhei’s imagination started coming up with images of its own, showing him scenes that never took place. The tightness in his jeans became almost impossible. It was hurting by now, and he cursed himself for choosing to wear such tight trousers on that day. With his vision denied from him, his senses decided to concentrate on his hearing, almost of their own free will. What he heard, suddenly all too clearly, sent him over the edge of sanity, into simple self-preservation.

- Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah – Sunako’s deep, panting breaths came in a clear pattern. Pattern so characteristic for quite different type of activities…
- Sun… Sunako, hah, hah, s… stop, please! – Kyouhei pleaded, feeling that he couldn’t take it any more.

She was still silent, apart from her ragged breath, as she seemingly ignored him.

- Sunakooo! – came tormented cry from the body underneath her.

Sunako smiled with satisfaction. That was for all his desperate efforts to change who she was. This was for all sessions at hair dressers, this was for all manicure and pedicure he had her take, this was for all attention from his crazy fangirls. The satisfaction of having an upper hand over him for once, washed over her. She felt in power and she liked it. His body wasn’t struggling that much now, and she knew she had won.

Kyouhei was loosing his senses. Rapidly. He was giving in to his need. He longed to be touched. For a second he wondered if he could reach to touch himself, but then the embarrassment hit him. She would definitely notice his attempt to reach behind her and would become interested about what he was aiming at. That was out of question. He had to find a way keep his hands away from his hurting proof of desire. As far as possible. He did the only thing that came to his mind: stretched both his hands above his head, and tried locking them there, holding one by the other by the wrist. It was really difficult and he had to focus on his hands to keep them where he placed them, but at least that gave him something else to think about, rather than his aching member. He did realise that his pose at that moment looked more submissive than anything else, but he hoped that she would just assume that his hands were off to the sides, away from her reach. His whole body strained itself, trying to steady him in place, to not wriggle, to calm down and not cause the tension between the fabric of his pants and his hurting member.

It was all flowing through him. Liquid fire burned deep down inside his body and spread lazily just beneath the surface of his skin as well. It was fuelled by ministrations of her hands on his skin, but also by the strength with which she pressed deep into his abdomen. He cursed her, for not sitting a bit lower. If only she sat on his pelvis, she would be causing a lot more friction to his penis, pressing herself into it as well. Maybe then he would be able to just explode into million shreds and be left alone. But no, her back was mere centimetres above the tip of his member, and amazingly the girl remained oblivious of his state. Or so it seemed, as she didn’t do anything to either run from him or help him.

- Nnnnn… nnnnhhhh…. Hah, hah, hah… gaaaaaah, gaaaaaaaahhh… - Kyouhei couldn’t silence the cries that escaped him at the thought of her sitting directly at his penis. He couldn’t restrain himself from that point anymore. Once out from his lips, he couldn’t stop them any longer. He never thought he was that vocal. But in this situation it was beyond his control. – Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh… hah hah hahahahaaaaaaaah, gaaaaaaaah, uuuuuuunnnnnnnggggg…. P…please… aaaaaaaaahh… hah… pleaseeee… aaaaahhhh…

By now Kyouhei was in serious pain. He couldn’t cum no matter what, he couldn’t stop himself any more either. The fabric of his pants bit viciously into his flesh. His tummy hurt from laughing. He felt his muscles flex on reflex, and he could feel the pain of that happening. It stopped being funny a long time ago, but now it was starting to scare him. He was suffering, and he could see no way out of it. The pain started mixing with desire coursing in his veins, and was delivered to every part of his body. His lungs hurt from fighting for air, his shoulders and hands hurt from forcing them into a vulnerable position, in which he had no chance to pleasure himself. His back hurt from the edges of the steps biting into the ribs in his back. His body was shaking with the sheer force of emotions running through it. Muscles couldn’t take it much longer.

- S… hah… Sunako… pleeeeeaaaaseeeeee… aaaaaaaaaaaaah… I… I can’t… mmmmm… please… gaaaaah… Sunako… hah hah hah hahahahahaha… please… you’re… hah hah, you’re hurting meeeeee…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… hah, hah, it… ah… it hurts. Gaaaaaah… P… please… hah, hah… r… release meeeeee… aaaaaaahhh… hurts… aaaaah… - Kyouhei pleaded in a weak voice.
- No. – came her only reply till now.
- Sunakoooo, I… hah, hah, haaaaaaah, I beg haaah, you… - he had to get away. He would die otherwise.
But Sunako continued to ignore him.

Pain was covering the need. His fists were curled tightly, and the fingernails dig into his flesh, leaving crescent marks. Soon, the marks became crimson, and the nails drew blood.

- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! - Knuckles white, his whole body shaking, Kyouhei heard himself scream. Scream with real pain. For the first time in his life. He never screamed of pain before, not even when he broke his leg, and they had to set it right.

Suffering was too much. Every muscle in his tormented body demanded to be released, to be left alone, to rest. His desire was still there, adding to the pain, but it was less important now, only one ache of the many. He thought he was going to go insane or die. There was nothing else in the world apart from pain.

His mind started going numb. He was insane with need for release, but also for letting his muscles rest. And yet it was not coming to him. His awareness started to slip. Kyouhei thought he was dying. Yes, surely, the torment was too much, and his body was giving up on him. For a second he thought it was funny, that a girl he grew to l… like would kill him, but that didn’t matter. Nothing seemed to matter any more. The reddish colours still visible through his closely squeezed eye-lids started to fade into cool blackness. He welcomed it, as it meant freedom from pain. The darkness engulfed him.

Sunako felt the body beneath her cease all of the struggle and go limp. Did the Radiant Creature faint? Did she tease him a bit too much? Oh well, at least now he knew how she felt when he leaned in closer with that sexy expression on his face, or when he kissed her. When she couldn’t take his closeness any more and just drifted into darkness. It happened so many times, it was only fair that she showed him what it was like. She rose from his unconscious form, and stumbled a bit over his side. She debated whether she should drag him into his room or not, but in the end dismissed the idea. She’d have to walk around with her eyes still closed, dragging her heavy luggage up the stairs, and down the corridors. She would probably bump into many things, and possibly also hit his body into many solid objects. She decided that Radiant Creature would recover quickly enough, and the other Creatures wouldn’t be back until the late evening anyway. With that she cautiously walked a couple of steps up, and not looking back walked towards her room.

If she did look back, she’d see a view that would probably render her unconscious and burn into her mind for the rest of her life. Kyouhei was sprawled on the bottom steps of the stairs. His hands still spread high above his head, the head thrown to the side, with a halo of very tousled hair, his torso almost naked, white creamy flesh, reddened a bit over his ribs, a big bulge between his legs, clearly restrained by his jeans, legs thrown in opposite directions. Helpless, very sexy, submissive, and… unconscious.


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