So... Remember that part that didn't save? Well a bit of it did and i managed to pick up the pieces and write more so hereyougo!
P.S. I really like this chapter! :P
Enjoy!
~G~
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Giriko was, once again, lying in bed as Justin was cleaning their bedroom.
"You need to help me." Justin growled.
"Says who?" Giriko mumbled.
"Me. Now get up." Giriko laughed.
"You can't tell me what to do." Justin marched over and dragged the chainsaw into a sotting position.
"Do as i say. This is my house!"
"Our house dear. And you forget whose on top, priest." Justin turned a bright red and glared at the man.
"Th-that means nothing!" He stammered and Giriko laughed.
"Well you seem flustered so obviously it does matter." Justin grabbed the man by his shirt and lifted him off the bed.
"Clean. Now." Giriko laughed.
"Make me." Justin's brow furrowed. "I won't give in. You have no dominance over me." Justin tossed Giriko kn the bed.
"How do you propose i make you?" Giriko smiled.
"If you can assert your dominance, i'll clean everything by myself. If not, it's up to you and you don't complain about being submissive again." Justin growled and tackled the older man.
"There you go priest!" Giriko shouted and grabbed at him. Justin wrapped his hands around the chainsaw's neck and straddled him.
But Giriko had managed to get a leg under Justin and licked him off and onto the floor. Justin managed to get to his knees before Giriko was on him.
"Get off!" He yelled and fell backwards, driving his elbow into Giriko's side and winded him.
"Fuck." Giriko gasped as Justin pilled his arms. Giriko panted beneath him and smiled. "Just get it over with." He managed between breaths. Justin laughed and smacked him.
"That's for being a jerk." Giriko laughed.
"I still don't see where you're going with this." He growled. "How are you demonstrating-" Justin brought down his arm which had turned into a metal clasp onto Giriko's head and the last thing Giriko saw was Justin's smirking face.
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Giriko woke up with a splitting headace and when he tried to move he found that his arms and legs were restrained. Slowly the events leading up to his predicament returned to him and he groaned.
"So you're finally awake then?" Giriko tried to see where Justin was standing but couldn't see him from his spread-eagle position on the bed.
"Where are you?" Giriko growled, trying to look behind him until he felt a weight on top of him. He looked down and frowned. Justin was straddling him and only then did Giriko's mind register that they were both naked.
"Just get this over with." Giriko muttered and Justin laughed.
"I shouldn't tease you first...?"
"No would you just-" Giriko inhaled sharply when Justin slipped a wet finger inside of him though he couldn't remember when Justin had grabbed the lube. Justin laughed.
"Not too bad huh?"
"Oh would you just-ngh." Justin slipped another finger in and began scissoring them.
"You're tight." Justin observed.
"I don't get my partner's dick shoved inside so that would contribute to-" Giriko whined and squirmed under Justin as the priest slipped in another finger.
"Well we are about to fix that, aren't we?" Justin pulled his fingers out and kissed Giriko gently on the lips before lining himself up. "Are you ready?" Justin's large blue eyes held such innocence and Giriko had to keep from laughing.
"Just get this over with." Giriko muttered. Justin nodded and slipped himself inside if Giriko but paused when the older man winced in pain.
"Remember what you told me the first time?" Justin asked, lying down on Giriko's chest. "Relax."
"Shut up! It's harder than it looks." He growled, eyes squeezed closed.
"I know." Justin chuckled and slid himself the rest of the way in. Giriko whimpered as Justin moved his hips, waves if pleasure running through him and he grabbed Giriko's erection.
"Oh my God..." Justin panted and Giriko smiled at the look of pleasure on Justin's face. And then Justin hit Giriko's prostrate and Giriko moaned in pleasure and came in Justin's hand.
Justin sped up am came hard inside of Giriko, throwing his head back and screaming in pure ecstasy. Giriko squirmed under him and briefly though that if the neighbors didn't already know what the two weapons did alone, they dis now.
"Giriko..." Justin whined and fell off of him and collapsed beside him.
"That will never happen again." Giriko managed between breaths and Justin nodded.
"That was almost too enjoyable." Giriko chuckled weakly.
"Now can you untie me?" Justin hauled himself to his knees and untied Giriko's hands, letting the older man untie his ankles.
"I won." Justin mumbled as Giriko fell beside him.
"I let you." Justin chuckled and pulled the chainsaw close to him, kissing his neck. And for that moment, Giriko was content to just lie there in his Priest's arms.
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Chains of Love (BoyxBoy)
RandomGiriko x Justin Law A series of one-shots and short stories revolving around a death scythe and a chainsaw.