Earless

PsychoHanyo/Dlbn back with another fic! My Kingdom Hearts stories seem to do good, so I figured I’d try out my Loveless stuff.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. All characters and related places, names, and themes (Including Soubi, Ritsu, Septimal Moon, Seven Voices Academy, and the like) belong to Yun Kouga.

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As his sensei placed kisses across Soubi’s jaw line, the young boy couldn’t help but moan. Sensei pushed his hips into the youth’s, grinding them together. Soubi arched off the bed and moaned, feelings his sensei’s hard press into him. Sensei sucked and nibbled on Soubi’s neck, leaving a dark mark in his mouth’s place. He gave Soubi a smile before sitting up. He slowly unbuttoned the youth’s shirt, starting from the bottom. Once Soubi’s naval was exposed, Sensei licked in and around it. Soubi’s left hand grasped Sensei’s hair a little and he tugged lightly. Sensei looked up at him and pulled away before unbuttoning the rest of the boy’s shirt and sliding it off of his shoulders. Soubi shivered as he was exposed to the cold, making his sensei smirk at his innocence. The boy looked enthralled in the deepest pits of ecstasy, and Sensei loved it. He leaned down to kiss the boy and was met by sloppy, albeit passionate lips. Sensei moaned and rolled his hips into Soubi’s again. Soubi’s lips opened slightly, just enough for Sensei’s tongue to slide through and run along the boys’ tongue. Soubi wrapped his arms around Sensei’s neck, pulling forth a groan from the man as Soubi had to arch up to do it and made their erections connect again. Sensei pulled back and leaned down to Soubi’s human ear.
“Sukidayo, Soubi-kun.” He whispered, biting at the top of the curve of the young boy’s ear.
“Su…Sukidayo…Sensei…” Soubi muttered back, a bit unsure and in a bit of a moaning fashion as Sensei’s teeth dug into the sensitive flesh of his ear.
Sensei’s hands were on his chest, lightly playing with dusty nipples and bringing them to erection. Sensei’s fingers ghosted down his sides to his waistband. Soubi’s eyes widened.
“Sensei…we should…this isn’t…stop…not right…stop…”
Sensei pulled back and looked into Soubi’s dark eyes. “Stop?” He chuckled. “Are you sure about that?” He brought a hand down to Soubi’s groin and pressed his fingers against the small lump forming in the youth’s pants.
Soubi groaned and arched up.
“I thought so.” Sensei was kissing him again, licking and nibbling, and sucking on the young boy’s bottom lip. He undid his own belt and pulled it off first, before undoing Soubi’s and yanking it off of the boy. Soubi whimpered at the slightly rough treatment and undid his own jeans, lest Sensei get a bit too rough and hurt him on accident by doing so himself. Sensei chuckled against the boy’s lips and undid his pants. He pulled both his and Soubi’s pants down to pool around their ankles. The boy kicked off his jeans and Sensei pulled his own completely off. Sensei pulled from Soubi and sat back on his ankles, unbuttoning his shirt. Soubi looked away as his sensei stripped himself. He was a bit embarrassed about the whole thing, but there wasn’t much he could do. Sensei was older than him, stronger. And to top it all, he was a Sacrifice, training Soubi as a new Fighter. A Fighter that would one day be his. And Fighters had no say in the matter when their Sacrifice wanted something done. So he had to just lay there and take it, no matter how much he didn’t want to…and he really didn’t want to. He wasn’t even a teenager yet. Sex was something that should still have been a foreign concept.
Sensei leaned back down and suckled on Soubi’s left cat ear. Soubi reached to his sensei’s chest and rubbed against his nipple, like Sensei had done to him. Being so inexperienced had its disadvantages. And no doubt someone would notice Soubi’s new lack of ears and question where they went, or who they went to, at the least. Hopefully, people would just ignore it and say nothing, but that would take a miracle. Everyone knew how close he was to Sensei. Wouldn’t somebody…
Soubi’s thoughts were cut off when he felt something hard press against his inner thigh. Sensei’s…oh dear…Soubi knew he should push the older man off of him, gather his clothes, at least put on pants, and leave…but something was stopping him from doing so. Was he…enjoying this? A sudden hardness between his legs quickly gave him the answer and he shifted to try and conceal himself. Sensei chuckled warmly and touched Soubi’s left knee, pulling it to the side.
“Don’t hide that.” Sensei ordered. “It’s perfectly natural.”
Soubi didn’t know what else to do, so he just nodded and looked away. Sensei frowned and turned Soubi’s chin to face him. “Now, what in the world could be over there that’s more fascinating then this?”
Soubi didn’t know if Sensei meant himself or what they were doing. Soubi tried to shake his head, but Sensei’s fingers impeded that. He shrugged instead and muttered a quiet “Sorry, Sensei”. Sensei smirked and placed a kiss to Soubi’s forehead. He reached down and took the pre-teen’s length in his hand. A touch to such a sensitive place was unusual for Soubi. He cried out before clamping his mouth shut.
“You must never raise your voice.” Sensei repeated what he had said in training a dozen times.
“I must never raise my voice.” Soubi repeated, as he had so many times before.
Sensei grabbed Soubi’s left leg behind the knee and brought it up to rest on his shoulder. “You must grit your teeth.” He repeated the process with the other leg.
“I must grit my teeth.”
“You will be able to withstand.”
“I…will be able to withstand…” Soubi looked away, unable to meet the slate blue eyes of his sensei.
“Good boy.” Sensei purred, kissing Soubi again.
Soubi shut his eyes and let Sensei’s lips move against his own. He didn’t respond the way he knew Sensei wanted him to, which made the older man press down against him. The shocking sensation made Soubi’s eyes flare open and a moan come from his lips. Sensei smiled against Soubi lips and pressed down harder. Soubi moaned again, arching almost off the bed. Sensei suddenly pulled from Soubi and reached over to the nightstand. He flicked off the light before opening the drawer. His nipple was right above Soubi’s head, since he had to lean so far over, but Soubi didn’t pay any mind. He concentrated more on watching the floor and the sensations from Sensei’s hand still on his member. Sensei pulled a jar out of the nightstand and moved back to sit on his ankles again, Soubi’s legs slipping foreword a bit, but not leaving the older man’s shoulders. Soubi couldn’t help but look his Sensei over. He had a nice body, Soubi had to admit. He unscrewed the lid to the jar and smirked, tracing his fingers around the rim.
“Like something?” Sensei wondered, catching Soubi’s eyes.
Soubi looked away and muttered something.
“Huh?” Sensei asked. “I’m sorry, Soubi-kun, but I didn’t quite catch that.”
“Sorry, Sensei.” Soubi responded. “It wasn’t anything important.”
“Hm-hm.” Sensei chuckled. He dipped his fingers into the jar and swirled them around. “Do you know what this is?” Sensei wondered.
Soubi looked away and nodded.
“Good.” Sensei leaned back over Soubi and kissed him.
Soubi rolled his eyes at the kiss and let his sensei do what he wanted. Soubi felt a coolness press against his rear end. Sensei’s hand was behind Soubi’s body, massaging him with the gel on his fingers. Soubi arched up more to allow Sensei a bit more access. Sensei’s fingers spread the round globes lightly. One cool, gel covered finger, slipped against Soubi’s entrance and pushed its way in. Sensei made no efforts to be gentle as he penetrated Soubi’s virgin ass with his fingers. Soubi cried out in pain against Sensei’s lips. Sensei chuckled. “Grit your teeth.” He mumbled into Soubi’s lips.
Soubi nodded and, metaphorically, did as told. Another finger was inserted into Soubi’s backside. The burning sensation shot through Soubi’s rear-end. “Sensei…please…!” Soubi cried against his lips. “I can’t take it…stop…please!” His voice was muffled by Sensei’s lips. They tasted like salt. What in the world was Sensei eating before they started? Sensei chuckled at that. He started pushing his fingers apart, scissoring Soubi’s rear-end. Soubi cried out, though it was a bit muted. Sensei began to pump along Soubi’s shaft in time to thrusting his fingers in and out of him, scissoring them as well. Soubi tried not to cry out again, gripping the sheets between his hands, balling them into tight fists. The pain was almost unbearable, but it felt so good! Soubi was…enjoying this? He knew Sensei was a bit of a sadist, so it would be a perfect fit of he was a masochist, he guessed. As quick as they were inserted, the fingers were removed. Soubi let go of the sheets and bit and let a sigh of relief flow from his lips.
“That was only the beginning, Soubi-kun.” Sensei whispered against Soubi’s lips as he pulled away a bit.
Soubi blinked. “Beginning?”
Sensei chuckled. He dipped his fingers into the gel again. He coated his fingers with gel and reached down to himself. Soubi watched Sensei rub the gel onto his swollen member. Sensei removed Soubi’s glasses with the hand that didn’t have gel on it.
“Uh…Sensei…I can’t see…”
“Don’t see.” Sensei said. “Feel.”
“Sensei…” Soubi tried to object. He liked to know what was going on and to be able to see things.
“And sense.”
Soubi didn’t know what he meant, but he felt something else press against him. Soubi tried to say something and arched off the bed, his words coming out as a yelp.
“Sensei!” He cried out.
“Yes?” Sensei growled out, pushing in quickly.
The pain of having something so big, hard, and hot inside of him made Soubi cry out again. He felt a little liquid, he assumed it was either gel or his own blood, trickle from where Sensei was entering him. Sensei grunted as he thrust inside, then stilled. Soubi couldn’t make out the expression on Sensei’s face, but he was sure it was some sick form of pleasure. Soubi knew his own face was contorting in agony. He felt the coolness of the sheets below him between his fists, which were white-knuckled from how hard he was gripping them. Damn, this hurt! He knew Sensei wasn’t gentle with him at all, but…surely the bed called for a bit more tenderness…no? Sensei pulled almost all of the way out of Soubi before thrusting back in harshly. Soubi cried out loud, sure that everyone in the dorms could hear him, though he was in Sensei’s private chambers on the other side of campus. When Sensei had come to get him earlier and said that what they were going to do couldn’t be done in the dorms, Soubi had no idea what he meant…but now he did. Sensei pulled out and slammed back in again. Soubi yelped. The forces of Sensei’s trusts had Soubi moving on the bed a little, the headboard hitting the wall. Thankfully it was his study on the other side, or anyone who may have been in there would surely have come into his room to see what all the ruckus was. At this point, though, Soubi wouldn’t care if people came in. Maybe it would stop Sensei. That wasn’t to say that he wanted Sensei to get into trouble; he just wanted the pain to stop.
A hand was on his manhood playing with the tip and moving around the liquid forming there. Soubi moaned and threw his head back, thankful for the plushy pillows under his head. Sensei rubbed the liquid up and down Soubi’s length, hard, paying special attention to the tip and some veins that made Soubi buck against him, forcing his sensei’s hard member further into him. Sensei’s speed was increasing and he was making pleasured sounds. The sounds coming from Soubi were soon drowned out by Sensei’s pants and moans. The sound of the headboard on the wall was getting to be a bit too much. The hand on Soubi’s length pressed harder and rubbed faster up and down. Soubi couldn’t see himself, but he knew his flesh had to be red and raw from the treatment. Sensei pushed a few more times in and out of Soubi.
“Almost done…” He muttered, gripping Soubi’s hips tightly with his left hand. Sensei’s nails were a bit sharp as they dug into Soubi’s flesh, but Soubi didn’t pay it no mind. He was too busy concentrating on the pain he felt in the back and the raw pleasure he felt from the front.
With a grunt and a final thrust, liquid shot out of Sensei’s hard and into Soubi. Soubi moaned. “Sensei!” He cried out, feeling the liquids flowing into him.
“Soubi-kun…” Sensei purred. “Hm…you’re so good…so tight…god, I can’t take this much longer…”
“Please…stop!”
Sensei continued pumping himself in and out of Soubi’s smaller frame. His hand increased in speed on the length, and his other hand let go of Soubi’s hip in favor of massing the sacks behind his shaft. Sensei’s fingers were rough there as well, rubbing and rolling the skin between his fingers. The sensations made Soubi’s cloudy vision worse and he saw stars. “Sensei!” He cried. “I love you!”
Whitened liquid shot from his shaft and splattered on Sensei’s chest. Sensei put his hands on either side of Soubi’s head to stop himself from falling on the boy. He kissed Soubi’s forehead.
“I love you too, Soubi-kun.” He purred. Sensei pulled out of Soubi quickly, his softened member easily slipping out.
He put Soubi’s glasses back on and reached to his head. Soubi felt his tail shrink into him and vanish, as a weight was lifted from his head. Oh god…his ears…Sensei held ears in his hand the same color as Soubi’s blonde tresses. Soubi gently took the ears from him and watched them disintegrate. That was it…Sensei just took the one thing most sacred to him...
His ears were gone…
People would notice...
Ask questions…
Sensei rolled off of Soubi and pulled the boy close. He covered them both with the blankets. Soubi curled the opposite direction, taking off his glasses again and flinging them to the floor. He didn’t want to see anything right now. Sensei curled an arm around Soubi’s frame and pulled him close, snuggling in to sleep. Soubi felt Sensei’s member against his lower back and let tears flow from his eyes. Sensei had just taken him against his will…
Soubi vowed that he would never trust the pewter-haired man again…and the first chance he got, he was getting as far away from Seven Voices Academy as his feet would go.