Intertwined Destiny

Chapter 7: Declaration of War

Chapter 7: Declaration of War

Akashi lay Kuroko on the four-poster bed, his ankle chains had clanged loudly against each other, his choker made a soft jingle before brushing against the soft sheets. It was the expression that Akashi had patiently waited and longed for. A scowling Kuroko. A smirk had crept its way, etching itself onto Akashi's expression. Three years was a long time. "Welcome back, Tetsuya."

Kuroko embraced Akashi with his small delicate arms, twirling themselves around Akashi's neck. "S... Sei-kun! I'm sorry I forgot about you, Sei-kun." The trepidation of feelings Kuroko have kept bottled within his small fragile body have resurfaced, vividly visible, its detailed features was reflected in Kuroko's usual deadpan nature.

Akashi accepted Kuroko's embrace, and was returning his embrace. "Tetsuya, this is not like you." He chuckled softly. "Say, did you miss me? Because I am going to make you take responsibility for my loneliness for the past three years."

Kuroko's eyes were imploring for forgiveness, Akashi's inclination of disposition had said otherwise. No one defies me, Tetsuya. Not even you, my love. Akashi lined pale lips with his, engaging in an act of sensuality, robbing Kuroko of his freedom, taking dominance of everything Kuroko has to offer. It wasn't their first kiss, Akashi had felt the nostalgia of Kuroko's innocence was an invaluable characteristic that he had fallen in love with, just like that time all those years ago.

"Sei-kun.... sto...p...." Kuroko moaned through small gasps. Their sensuality exchange had clouded their rationality, their senses of pleasures increases, climbing higher towards the state of plateau. Akashi had snaked his way, his dominance demonstrated higher levels of vehemence with Kuroko's small, lithe figure. Kuroko was at the border of capitulating to the pleasures, submitting to the master he belongs to. Kuroko's intervals of achieving the state of breathlessness inchmealed with each breath under Akashi's arms, their frequencies slowly increased as they synchronized their prevalence. "No...more...."

Akashi caressed Kuroko's cheeks gently, pushing his fallen bangs with the back of his hand. "Let's become one, Tetsuya." Their lithe muscles were covered in sweat, the precipitation of salt minerals stuck onto their skin like an extra coat.

The pleasure gained from the little exercise they were engaged were reflected in their actions. It wasn't enough. Kuroko's innocent lips were taken again and again, countless times into a deep kiss. They both had felt the taste of faint vanilla and tofu lingering as they broke the kiss, the urgent need for air, an imperceptible line of saliva trailed connecting them together.

Kuroko's layers of kimono were easily tossed away in a corner of the room, and was faced with a naked Akashi above him. "Sei-kun...." Kuroko was flushed with extreme shyness and embarrassment. The sexiness Kuroko displayed had a switch turned on within Akashi. That innocent, yet pale, elegant erotic sexiness which had been extremely inconspicuous. Kuroko was like a hidden rose that legends had preached since the ancient days. The beloved rose of the king shall bloom when the time is right. And before Akashi, Kuroko is the legendary rose that said to bloom, blessing with king with great prosperity, success and love. If the king had loved his treasured rose profoundly, the magic of the legends shall transform into reality.

"Why are you being embarrassed for? You realize what lies ahead, don't you?" Akashi had teased Kuroko. "Tetsuya."

Akashi had hoisted Kuroko, positioning his erected phallus and alining right into Kuroko's oral entrance. Kuroko's face was flushed with pleasure, hanging on the dear life to stay sane from the tremendous sensations of pleasure. Kuroko knew what his husband had wanted him to do. Kuroko took Akashi's phallus with both hands, began licking the rubbery tip of Akashi's penis. The motion was slow and sensual, just like how Kuroko was treated to a large cup of his favourite vanilla shake. Careful as not to hurt Akashi with his fangs, Kuroko took Akashi's phallus into the back of his throat. Kuroko's words were enveloped, smothered and went unheard. Akashi began thrusting into the pathway of Kuroko's throat, the movement of contractions and relaxations of the muscles had further assisted in heightening the peaks of pleasures. Akashi breathed and gasped between intervals pleasures Kuroko was giving, he ran his hand across and entangled within the pale blue strands of hair. Noting that Akashi was soon a achieving plateau and climax, Kuroko taken Akashi's phallus deeper into the pathway of his esophagus, granting Akashi gateway to euphoria, singing voices of rhapsody.