Fetish

Fetish ~~~~ All disclaimers apply meaning that I do not own or take credit for D.Gray-man or any of its characters. This is a work of fiction written entirely for entertainment purposes only. No profit is being made for this writing whatsoever. Also, this is a lemon yaoi fan- fiction meaning that there is graphic sex between two males. If you do not like yaoi or are not a mature age I recommend that you do not read any further. Also, as a warning there is some very kinky activity and mild sadism in this fanfic. There also may be some moments of OOC-ness (out of character/non-canon) Flames and spams are not welcome. If you wish to give constructive criticism that is fine, but please be gentle with it. I also want to make it clear to all readers that in reality I know nothing about fashion, clothes design or sewing, so there is a chance that I might make a mistake or two. Corrections on this matter are welcome, but please be polite. Thank you and enjoy ^_^ ~~~~ A low growl filled the room as General Cross exhaled from a freshly lit cigarette. A minute before lighting a fully satisfied female guest had left with a smile on her face. Unfortunately Cross was not so lucky. For the past few weeks sex did not have the same spark as it used to. He just wasn’t feeling fully satisfied lately and it was working his nerves. This didn’t mean that the sex was bad, it was never bad. For Cross sex was always fantastic, or at least it used to be. Nowadays it was just “good” which made his blood boil. The only good thing about this situation was that his entertainers were none the wiser. The women were still fully satisfied, which was the only solace that the red haired General could find in the situation. Once the ash line on his cancer stick was a few centimeters away from the filter he put it out and decided to take a walk. His idiot apprentice would surely be back at the room by the time he got back, with perhaps some nice wine to drown his frustration. The suave General absentmindedly strolled down the street simply thinking about solutions to his problem. He was snapped back into reality just in time to see that he was in the seedy area of town and before a fetish costume shop. He shrugged his shoulders and decided “what the hell” and walked inside. A friendly and effeminate looking clerk gave him a very enthusiastic greeting. His deep red eyes travelled the store until they fell on a particular maid costume in the far end of the store. His boots thumped hard on the wooden floor as he made way toward the lonely outfit. The overall look of the dress was an average mini maid dress. However, when he looked a bit closer he noticed that this one was a bit special. The first was that the apron of the dress was made of satin. It was silky soft to the touch and shimmered in the light. The rest of the dress was also made of high quality fabric. He didn’t know what it was, but the feel and appearance were definitely not that of cotton. The sleeves had a bit of an extra puff, and the petticoat was a bit more firm giving the skirt more flare. A gloved hand reached out to fiddle with a piece of lace on the sleeve that was a bit stiffer than the norm and sewn a bit tighter to the material. “Ah I see you noticed our special maid costume. Well it’s your lucky day because this piece is on sale for almost a third of the original price” said the clerk enthusiastically. “Why is it marked down so much?” The General inquired. The clerk let out a sigh and smiled. “Though this is a higher quality costume, our beloved manager and sewer made a huge design error. The shape is all wrong and isn’t accommodating for a woman’s body. Frankly, I can’t help, but wonder if it was even designed for a woman. There is not enough room on the hips or chest, and too much on the shoulders. The overall size is a bit loose, but much too small for a larger woman. It breaks manager’s heart to see it sitting in the back all lonely like that, but we can’t just toss it out either” Cross never took his eyes off the costume as the clerk explained the problems with it. A devious smile crossed his lips knowing that a specific youth that would fill the costume quite nicely. “I’ll take it, and everything that goes with it” he said with a smirk. The clerk was stunned, but also very overjoyed. The two spent a half hour digging into shoes, ruffling through stockings, and even sifting through panties until they had everything short of a feather duster. As the pair made their way back to the counter the clerk rang everything up with a grin and neatly placed them in a discreet bag. As Cross made his way back to the Inn, he couldn’t help smiling the entire way. Finally his idiot apprentice was going to do something useful for him. ~~~ He opened the door to the room where he and his apprentice were staying and sure enough, he was there. Allen looked at him and nervously gave him the insincere “welcome back master” that he always gave him. Cross grinned in a feral manner. The white haired exorcist apprentice was an innocent little lamb that was about to get devoured by a starving wolf. Allen saw the look on his face and shook with fear. “Put this on” the redhead said gruffly as he tossed Allen the bag. Allen began pulling out the articles of clothing and looked up at his master flabbergasted. “Master….you can’t be serious….is this a joke?” The General glared at him with fiery eyes. “Does it look like I’m joking” he replied “Put everything on now” he bellowed. Allen though shaken up by the loud demand was struggling with himself. He didn’t dare go against his master’s wishes, but surely this was crossing a line. He was being ordered to put on women’s clothes, and a maid costume at that. Before Cross had another chance to yell at him he ran to the bathroom and put everything on. He was mortified beyond belief that not only that he was being forced to do this, but if he didn’t something much worse would happen. Once the dress was on, Allen started putting on all the accessories, even a pair of white cotton panties that lay in the bottom in the bag. Allen was caught between fear and anger for doing this. He examined himself in the mirror to make sure that everything was on perfectly. Master was a man of perfection, and considering how much he had spent on this there would be hell to pay if there was even one improper tuck. Once he knew that everything was nice and neat he took a deep breath before going back into the room. The elder exorcist sat on the bed grinning like the Cheshire cat as his young charge stumbled to the bed with a crimson face. How he looked so delicious in his little uniform. Young smooth thighs exposed to the world. Calves wrapped in white with the crowning lace accenting his knees. The soft material hugging his toned teenage body accentuating every curve and crevice. Pale tresses topped with a white headdress, but the most appetizing part of him was his face. A deep shade of red colored his face and even reached out to his ears. His facial expression was the very picture of innocent submission that was nothing short of erotic. If the elder man had less self control the cross-dressing teen before him would have been ravaged hard right there on the floor, but he wanted to savor this night as long as possible. “Excellent” he said in a timbering and seductive voice. “Come here and pour me a glass of wine” he said with a satisfied smirk. Allen said nothing as he took a few steps forward before another yell filled his ears. “Idiot! When I give you an order you respond with “yes master” got it?” he shouted making Allen recoil “Yes….master” he said nervously making the General smile once more. He approached the nightstand on his clumsily on his thick soled shoes, and picked up the bottle of wine. He poured it into the glass with shaking hands making it splash wildly in the glass. Once the glass was full the bespectacled man reached his arm around to give a firm squeeze to the plump backside of his new maid. If he didn’t know any better he’d swear he was groping a woman, it was such a nice little ass. Allen jumped having the strong hand on his young backside. The same gloved hand slid down his legs only to slide back up under the front of the skirt to rub him through the thin fabric. Allen nearly dropped the bottle in both surprise and pleasure. He managed to pour his master another glass shakily before putting the bottle on the night-stand. Cross sipped down his wine while watching the youth struggle to stand as he was being stroked. When the glass was empty he roughly pushed Allen down to his knees before his spread legs. “I think you know what to do idiot apprentice” he said with a smirk. Allen looked at the crotch before him utterly stunned. He could see the large bulge ready to break free of his pants. Young hands shakily reached out to free the raging erection from the tight cloth and held it in his hands. He felt it throb hard in his hand as he gently stroked it. Embarrassed grey eyes met with impatient red ones looking down on him before he returned his attention to the erection jumping at his face. He closed his eyes tightly and began tentatively licking it. Allen gently lapped the head and licked up and down the shaft slicking it down before taking it into his mouth. Cross looked down at the white topped head bobbing up and down on his cock. The visual alone was enough to make him moan in pleasure, but the sensations were amazing. The hot mouth sucking him hard as the slick tongue massaged the underside. It was amazing how different this blow-job felt from all of the others. Whatever the reason, it was so good that he leaned his head back in relaxed pleasure. Allen despite himself was very aroused. He had heard his master moan like this before, but never in his wildest dreams would he imagine causing them. He felt the vibrations of the moans in his hardening his young manhood. He felt the head peak up past the now moist panties. His red hand reached down and pushed down the soft material past his stiffening balls. He began stroking himself in time with his sucking. Cross looked down in time to see Allen pleasuring himself while still sucking him hard. He felt a strong tingle in his loins which pushed him into a powerful climax with a loud grunt. Allen lightly coughed as his mouth was shot full of ejaculate. Allen knew what his next order was and before it was spoken he swallowed the warm contents in his mouth. Cross pulled Allen to his feet and lifted his skirt with a smile. “Looks like you want to finish too. I don’t recall giving you permission to act on your own. How should I punish you?” He asked lazily while thumbing the weeping head. Allen let out a gasp and began to lightly pant. Cross just could not get enough of the erotic display before him. He grabbed the hem of the skirt and pulled it to the young, slightly parted lips. “Put this in your mouth, and finish what you started” Allen took the fabric between his lips without a moment to spare and began stroking himself once again. At this point the white haired teen could not have been any more embarrassed, and strangely he also could not have been more aroused. His legs wobbled as they threatened to collapse under him. The red haired voyeur was feeling immense pleasure as well. Watching the teen before him holding the skirt in his teeth as he jerked off before him was a sight to behold. The pale flesh blushed in ecstasy, clear prejaculate seeping out of the hot pink head onto the small hands, and eyes cloudy with lust and submission. Cross pulled him close until his beard tickled his pubic line, and wrapped an arm around the small waist. He tilted his head downward and took the tip of Allen’s young cock into his mouth. Another high pitched gasp of pleasure split the air, as he fought desperately to stay balanced on his legs as he was pleasured by the elder mouth. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced in his entire young life. His back arched and his legs gave way as he climaxed hard into Cross’s mouth. The arm around his waist gripped him as the connected upper body pivoted to place him on the bed. The General began slowly slipping the dress off of his sleek trembling frame. One hand pulled down the panties while the other unbuckled the shoes which were tossed aside. He stared down on the nude body shuddering on the sheets. A pair of strong wine flavored lips smashed against the younger begging ones in a passionate and dominating kiss. As the elder man thrust his tongue into the smaller mouth he lightly grabbed one of the pert nipples and squeezed. His fingers started lightly pulling and twisting it before moving his mouth to the lonesome twin to gently suck on it. Cross backed away and promptly stripped himself. It was the first time that Allen had seen his master naked. He truly was a beautiful man. Large broad shoulders, a perfectly chiseled torso, pure beautiful muscle wrapped tightly by smooth skin. Cascading tresses the color of rich red wine fell down onto Allen’s shoulders lightly tickling them. He reached out to lightly grab a small handful of the silky strands. Cross then gave him what looked like a genuinely kind smile and kissed him once more. He backed away and grabbed a small bottle of lube from the nightstand. He uncorked the cap and poured a small amount onto his fingers. His lubed index finger traced the puckered virgin entrance of the teen beneath him. Allen squirmed slightly at the alien sensation waiting for the penetration. The probing digit squirmed its way until it was completely swallowed by the tight heat. He slowly moved his finger in and out coating and loosening his insides. “Don’t fight it, just relax” Cross whispered gently in Allen’s ear. Once again the young exorcist apprentice was stunned. He was being treated gently, kindly, almost affectionately by the devil himself, General Cross Marian. It was so very alien, but wonderful at the same time. He inhaled deeply and relaxed the rest of his body. The elder man smiled feeling him become more accepting of his finger, and gently slid in another. The feeling of the two fingers moving in and out of his tight entrance was painful at first, but was slowly starting to feel very good. His breathing began to get heavier, and when he felt his special spot being gently brushed his hips began to buck. The Exorcist took this as a hint to move forward. He poured more of the lubricant onto his hand and coated it onto his throbbing cock. Once he was fully covered he pressed against the young virgin hole. His hips slowly pushed forward entering the young, hot body beneath him. Allen let out a cry of pleasure and pain, and once he was totally filled, and his both men took a moment to catch their breath. This was a first for both of them. Cross had done many things, a virgin of any gender was not one of them. He had on occasion slept with some women with little experience, but never virgins. The fact that he was ravishing this beautiful untouched body and the fiery tightness was the feeling of pure virgin, and it was enough to drive him mad with lust. When he saw the blushing face relax he took this as a signal to move. The strong hips pulled back slowly and pushed back in. At first his thrusts were slow and steady. Cross wanted so badly to pound Allen through the mattress, but he didn’t want to hurt the boy. There would be plenty of time for that later. Moans escaped from the younger lips as he gripped the sheets in pleasure. The elder man began picking up the pace until finally he was madly thrusting in and out of his apprentice. Allen moaned in ecstasy the entire time and wrapped his stocking clad legs around the strong hips. The soft fabric rubbing lightly on the hot and sweaty skin sent another shock of pleasure through his nerves. A large calloused hand reached down to firmly stroke the bouncing young erection. Grey eyes flew open as Allen cried out. “Master if you do that….I’m going to…” “It’s alright Allen, cum, I want you to” replied cross before biting his neck. Warm splatters of cum coated his large hand and the heaving pale chest. A loud deep grunt shook the room as the climaxing body clenched him hard and milking him dry. He let out another grunt as he let out a final spurt of cum inside of his overflowing entrance. He pulled out and collapsed next to him panting, and grinning in accomplishment. His smiling lips then migrated to Allen’s to give him yet another passionate kiss. He was far from done with him for the night, and for once the white haired teen was exited to spend a night with his master. ~~~ A loud, deep yawn filled the room as the General reached out to grab the pack of smokes. He placed a cigarette between his smiling lips and proceeded to take drags once it was lit. Finally he had been fully satisfied. He looked over to his fully nude, sleeping companion. He combed through the soft white locks listening to his soft breathing as he lay sleeping. Cross cared more for the boy than he would dare admit to anyone, himself included. Now that he had proved himself a very valuable sexual treasure there was no way he would escape. He gathered the articles of clothes littered across the room and put them back in the bag. These would be necessary for their future together, and for the sake of his new fetish.