Pink Dessert

I did not write this completely. This was a roleplay with Moon-chan as Pink and me as Kootaku so that is why the format is a bit different from other submitted work.

Title: Pink Dessert

Story Summary: A story of a shop where dessert comes in a form of a delicious young male. But what if the owner is smitten by a dessert in his own establishment?

________________________________

As the elevator bounded for the 2nd floor the silence in the limited space was broken by the Owner’s smooth voice.

“First floor… I believe the new Dessert is there…” The elevator boy nodded and pressed the first floor button so that it glowed an orangey hue.

___________________________
Pink sighed and looked around. Where was the owner these days? Really, he was impossible to catch. To the women desserts he seemed to constantly be availble, like air for people to breath, for him though, the man was like a shadow, and in all fairness, it was starting to give him the shits.

Pouting and letting out a frustrated breath through his nose, he looked around and put his hands on his hips. "Where the hell are you?!?" he yelled, obviously flustered. "I'm only after one thing and it's like trying to catch a God damn ghost! Ack! What? Don't you like your male desserts?"

He sighed again and dropped into one of the seats on the first floor, drawing his feet so his knees were under his chin. "Or do you just avoid me on purpose?" he sulked, looking stormily over the top of his knees.
___________________________
Because he was a kyuuketsuki he floated behind the human easily and silently, without him noticing. With a rare show of tenderness and leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the boy’s neck and closed his eyes as he inhaled the sweet manly scent from his colored hair.

“Mm.. no… I like males..” he murmured seductively. The maids around them gawked at Master Kootaku in astonishment and stared enviously at Pink. He pulled the figure closer and gave a playful lick on the boy’s cheek. “What’s your name, sweet one…?”

___________________________
His eyebrows rose as he looked up at the random arms that appeared around his neck and the nose that now appeared to be buried in his hair. He smiled, and titled his head back a little.

"Good, cause you know, it would be no good for business if I thought that you were running a biased establishment," he was playing there, that was his sort of sense of humour. He blushed a little at the lick on his cheek and looked back to the owner.

"My name is Peter James Montogermy sir, I'm the Bubblegum dessert" he said, his pride growing at the envious looks from the maids. He liked to be envied. "But please sir, most people just call me Pink,"
_________________________
“Pink…” he whispered the name, huskily. “What do you like to do? You look very bored…” He detached himself from the slave only the go around and stand in front of him. Lifting the teen into the air with his mind, he reoccupied the seat and slowly released Pink from the air so that he sat in the Owner’s thighs.

The maids around them flushed and glared at the dessert with green jealousy as the Owner hardly ever shown affection to a new slave. Some of the girls, excused themselves as their eyes were lined with tears and their nose and cheeks were red from the sight of seeing their secret crush holding another.

____________________________
A blush covered his features at the way that his name was said, in such a hucky manner.

"Me?" he said, sqweaking as he was lifted into the air. He stretched himself out slightly, enjoying the momentary weightlessness of being held in the air before being let down. "I'm bored as all hell," he said with a smile as he settled on the owners thighs.

He watched as some of the maids scrurried off, feeling still just a little victourious. "What do I like to do?" he repeated, settling into the others lap, smiling to himself. "I like to dance sir," he gave a soft giggle. "I love to dance,"
_______________________________
He gave him a knowing smile. “Then would you like to change clothes and come to Club Riotous with me? It’s very wild, I assure you. I recently visited there…” He pets the Dessert’s head and fingers his hair. “So soft…” he murmurs before nuzzling the teen’s cheek.

________________________________
He nearly sqwealed in happiness and nodded, throwing his arms around the others neck and hugging him.

"I'd love to!" he said happily, a huge grin on his face. "I haven't been dancing for so long,"

His grin shrank a little and he lookd up through his hair at the other, from under his lashes. "The wilder the better," he said softly, a blush coming brighter across his cheeks.

"Would you like for me to go change now?" he asked softly. "Or do you have something else planned?"
____________________________________
Taking a liking to the teen and stood up with Pink in his slim but muscular arms. “I have many cloths that I think you’ll find to your liking in my room.”

All the servants, stare at the pair in pure shock. Even the butler trainees were taken back by the Owner and glare at Pink with there youthful eyes as the teenage boys also had feelings for the handsome Owner.

Ignoring all the sudden attention, he stroll to the elevator and told Tom, the elevator boy “My floor” while setting Pink down and gently pulling him to his chest and massaging his sculpt with his experienced fingers.
______________________________________
He smiled as the other lifted him up and whisked him away with a joyous laugh. He still had his arms around the others neck and he gave a soft laugh.

"Ohh, you're room?" he said with a grin on his face. "You must have everything in there," he gave a small giggle again.

He snuggled into the other, purring almost softly in the back of his thraot at the fingers in his hair, snuggled right up to the other. He was so comfortable.
__________________________________________
“Hn.. You’ll see when we get there… and here we are” as the chime of the elevator announced their arrival. Master Kootaku picked up Pink again and entered his room. He set the teen lightly on a plush sofa before going to a sliding door. Nudging the door to the side, he turned on the switch of the room with a push of his finger. Light illuminated the hundreds of clothes in the walk-in closet. It was like a mini store with all the clothes one can imagine.

“Come, Pink.. choose something you like.. ” as he twirled a circular rack as he looked for a fitting outfit to join Pink at the club.
__________________________________________
Pijk snuggled into the Owner when he picked him up again and smiled. Did he feel spolit or what?

He sat patienly on the counch and his eyes went wide when Master Kootaku flicked the light swtich on the walk in wardrobe.

"I knew that you'd have everything in here," he said softly, walking into the wardrobe.

"So I can pick anything?" he asked softly, already looking through the racks of tops and pants and accessoires and shoes.

He was in heaven.

After looking through quite a few options, he eventaully picked out what he was going to wear. Club Riotus called for something, not raver. Really, well. Kind of, but not really.

He'd picked out a pair of pacariously low slung rather form fitting black short short and a chunky black belt with a large silver jolly rodger buckle. Over his legs he planned to put a pair of bright red fishnet stockings and on his feet a pair of knee high, platform black boots with silver buckles up one side and holes in the other. His chose his usual style of shirt, only it was plain black with bright red edging. Up his arms were to go a pair of gloves to match his stockings and around his throat was to go a black chocker.

"Umm...sir," he said with his armful of clothing. "Where do I get changed?"
__________________________________________
“Do you want to take a shower before going or just change..?” he asked, still rummaging for an outfit.
__________________________________________
"Umm. I've showered already, earlier, like, just before I saught you out, so I'm good actually," he said with a smile. "I'd like to just get changed if that was alright,"

Man, he really wished he had some getting ready music. Just something for him to bop along to and get him right in the mood. Shame the owner probably wasn't a real techno sort of guy.
___________________________________________
He gazed lazily at the Dessert with his scarlet eyes, exploring the slender figure up and down. “Then, please, change…” His mouth formed a small smirk as he stopped fingering his cloths to stand and give Pink his full attention.
___________________________________________
"Here?" he looked around and back to the Owner. "Alright then," and he shrugged.

He toed off his boots and stripped off his socks, undid the sash around his hips and got rid of his pants, his short following as well as anything else he didn't want to be wearing.

The Dessert stood there, naked as the day he was born with a smile on his face as he continued to dress. He'd never had anything to ashamed about.

Fighting his way into his shorts after putting on his shirt, he let out an exhausted breath as he sat on the lounge.

"They're hrader to get into then I remember," he said with a chuckle, beginning to roll on his stockings.

The shorts and the boots, they were....interesting to put on.
___________________________________________
His red eyes devoured the unclothed figure and his blood boiled. He went to the figure and leaned down to take hold of the teen’s legs.

“Here.. I’ll help.. I’m more familiar with my own clothes..” he said in a low murmured that brought a shiver of desire to the listener. His experienced fingers took hold of the boot and placed it onto the foot, his hand lingered on the skin above the boots as he gave a tender squeeze before standing up.

“Entertain yourself in this room.. I’m sure you’ll find something to your liking…” he walked over to yet another door and opened it. There were bullet-proof glass cases of rare jewelry and gems. He opened one drawer and it was filled with glow sticks and raving sticks. “you’re right..” he looked at Pink out of the corner of his eyes. “I guess I do have just about everything..” he drawled.

___________________________________________
Pink had to bite his slip from letting out a noise that might be stupid and watched the other with a blush on his face still.

"Thank you," he said softly, doing the buckles up on his boots and standing, stretching high into the air and wiggling his toes. He pulled on his gloves and other things, wiggling himself a little with a smile.

"Are you going somewhere?" he asked, cocking his head to the side in curiosity, following the other.

He gaped at the sight of the jewllery and the glows sticks and smiled.

"You do! You must have everything," he smirked. "Well, nearly everything," he continued. "Is there a place I can put a bit of makeup on?"

Yes, make up. Just around his eyes and on his lips. Nothing big. He drifted into the room, looking in interest at the big fat ruby stuck in the middle of a leather band.

"That's hot," he said, looking at the silver loop that may have been made of a leach or something underneath the ruby.
___________________________________________
He smiled as his eyes followed the boy. “Yes, in my bed room.. The door to the far right. Go right in and make yourself at home.. I’ll dress..” If his maids were here, he’ll wager that they will either die of shock or faint from astoundment because he rarely ever let a new slave, especially one he just got to know, into his bedroom by themselves.
___________________________________________
He nodded in understanding and smiled.

"Alright, thank you sir," he said with a small smile. "I'll be back in a bit,"

He began to move to the door and paused before looking over his shoudler.

"W-Would I be able to wear that ruby chocker?" he asked softly, knowing that he may have been stepping over the marker. "The one with the leash attachment to it? Cause you know, it's really hot,"

He gave a sheepish grin and started walking again.

"Let me know when you finish dressing," he said, vanishing into the Owners beautiful bedroom, set on blacking up his eyes and redding up his lips.
___________________________________________
He ambled back to his closet to choose his outfit.

When he entered his bed room to see the Dessert he had a leather black jacket that was covered with straps and buckles. His onyx glossy pants shone when he walked and looked as if it was going to fall off if it was not supported by a black belt and he don on a dark red cloak that was barely hanging on on his shoulder. He had on a simple silver chain with a crucifix to decorate his chest. He came up behind Pink as the mirror reflected his hands going to Pink’s neck to take off the black choker. His right hand held the gleaming red ruby choker which he, personally, placed on Pinks neck before putting his slim fingers under the slave’s chin to turn his head and gave him a warm sweet kiss on the lips.
___________________________________________
Pink looked over his shoudler and had to stop himself from drooling all over the table. Damn did the Owner look hot. He smirked. That really did suit him, he looked like God damn sex on legs like that.

He gave a soft gasp at the fingers on his neck, theyw ere cold and his neck was sensetive and watched as the other chocker was removed to be replaced by the big fat ruby. He felt oh so sexy right now.

His eyes hooded slightly as the other turned his face to him and he smiled just before the other kissed him. He returned the kiss, his glossy almost blood looking lipstick transferring to the others lips.
___________________________________________
Using his tongue, he gently nudge the other’s lips to open and invite him in as he shifted to pull the teen into his arms.
___________________________________________
Letting out a low exhale through his nose his let his arms wrap around the others neck and pressed himself closer. He parted his lips for the Owner, let him in, inviting him in with his own cheeky introductions.

This wasn't what he imagines when he said that he wanted to go dancing, mind you, he was anything but complaining right at the moment. He curled one of his legs slightly around the back of the others, grinning on the inside.
___________________________________________
He gave a aroused moan and picked the teen into his arms as he regretfully released the boy’s lips to drag in some air. He lunged at the Dessert’s lips again when he drank enough air into his system. His tongue did a fierce battle as he walked over to the massive bed and set him down.

___________________________________________
ooc: PM and post.

Pink let out his own panting breaths when the other broke away from him. He looked up through his lashes with hooded eyes, feeling fire and arousal running through his body.

This was the life.

He gave a low exhale again when the Owner reclaimed his lips, moving with him to the bed, pushng himself as close to the other as he possbily could. That bed was looking very good.
___________________________
His hands went to the shirt and practically ripped them from Pink’s body where it landed on the ground, forgotten. He scooted down to capture one of his pink nipples and traced the outline, teasing the teen, before putting the pebble into his mouth and sucked. His hands went down to the shorts where he hesitantly fingered the rim, wondering if he’s going too fast.
__________________________
He let out a gasp of suprise and arousal, a shudder running through his body in extreme arousal at the others movements. He licked his lips and gave a breathy sigh and a low moan.

His back arched when the other claimed his nipple, a gasp escpaing his lips again as he looked at the roof with blank eyes full of arousal. His hands rose to lace in the others hair and he gave a low moan.

"Oh sir..." he whimpered, biting his lip.

That meant, please continue.
______________________________
Master Kootaku’s desire hardened to hear the gasp escape from the teen’s sweet lips. With hooded eyes, he looked at Pink’s face that was covered with longing and his multi colored hair spread out on his black satin pillow. He lustfully captured the lips and stole the gasps from the boy’s mouth when the Master felt through his shorts to run his hands on the growing arousal he found there. He released the pink lips only to hear the boy cry out when his hand stole under the clothing to touch the trembling shaft. His finger rubbed and spread the precum on the tip as he grasped firmly. He leaned down to lick the teen’s lips before murmuring, “Pink.. “
_________________________________
Another soft whimper escaped his lips when Master Kootaku stole his lips as the others fingers explored around his member, causing him to moan and arch his hips up a little.

He cried out and gasped loudly, his eyes fixing to the others when his hand stole underneath his shorts to grasp his memeber. He moaned and thrashed his head in ecstacy as the other rubbed and played with him.

"Oh God, /Master/," he whined, his hands coming up to find a spot to rest on the others shoulders.

He loved all the attention, but he wanted to be able to make the other feel just as good as well.
_________________________________
Sensing the boy's thoughts he ground their arousal together harder and pushed Pink into the fluffiness of the bed. He leaned over him to whisper into his ears, "I want to make you remember this.. Pink..." before licking his ear and nipping the boy's earlobe. Feeling the Dessert thrusting into his hand as he grasped the hard member, he licked downwards until he was face to face with the object. He wrapped his already damp hands around it to pull it closer to his opened lips. His breath blew hot air in hope to tease the boy, endlessly. "Pink.." he murmured seductively. "Is this.. your first time... laying with a man..?"
____________________________________
He gave another gasp and arched up, grinding them together again, enjoying the feeling of the electricity that shot through his body to pool in his groin.

"I will sir," he promised, letting out a short breath as the other nipped and licked at his ear. He returned the minsitrations of his own on the mans neck adn sighed when the other came eye to eye with his member.

He gaped again and arched up slightly, clambering to his elbows to look down at the other. He shivered at the seductive tone and gave a low sigh.

"I'm sorry to say that it isn't sir," he said, shaking his head, almost as if he were ashamed. "I'm sorry,"
____________________________________
Just when he was going to place the Dessert into his warm cavern, he paused.

“… who was the first? Do you remember..? How many did you have..?” he asked, devoid of emotion. The only other response from the kyuuketsuki(japanese vampire) was his gripped on the teen’s thigh waa gripped a little tighter. He released the member and used both of his perspiring arm to push himself up, to hover over the boy. He leaned down so that their nosed touched and their lips inches apart. “Who…?”
_____________________________________
He whimpered when the other paused and he frowned. Why the sudden questions? He was slightly scared at the others tone, at the way he gripped his leg and the way he moved to be above him to asser this power.

Biting his lip in fear, he looked down, away from the other lest he see the dear.

"My first was my best friend," he said softly. "He was helping me pick up the peices of my otherwise fucked life and he...he made me feel better, beautiful and worthwhile while I was feeling like I meant nothing to anyone," He whimpered and almost wanted to cry, he was feeling a little anxious. "I've had only two more after that, it was my other friend while my best friend watched and then all three of us at once and the other was a one night stand with a rave DJ. He was clean, I'm clean,"

He looked up with apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "But that's the truth. I swear, that's it,"
______________________________

The air of silence stretched out and Master Kootaku looked as if he was debating what he should do. He looked up into Pink’s eyes before leaning in to imprison his lips with his own. He pressed his mouth to the other boy’s desperately after taking a deep inhale of air. He opened his mouth and used his tongue to make Pink do the same, to entwine his slick tongue with the boy’s. He explored the hot cavern; committing all the new discovery into his memories. When they drew apart, a thin saliva connected their mouths as they both pant heavily.

“I’ll make you forget those moments,” the kyuuketsuki swear as he plastered himself to the slender body beneath him so that they align. “I’ll make it so only the imprint of my body and lips are in your memories…” As he grinded their harden arousal together. “I’ll make it so you’ll forget how it felt with them…” As he took the naked member into his hands again and squeezed gently. “I’ll make it so you only think of me and no one else when we do this…” As he trailed his tongue downwards. “I’ll make it so you scream my name, only think of me… until my being consumes you!” And with that, he suddenly plunged Pink’s arousal deep into his mouth, taking every inch until his nose in buried into the hair. He agonizingly licked his way back up, and demanded, “Look at me! I want you to look at what I’m doing to you!” and he plummet his moist mouth on the rock hard cock again.

Master Kootaku moved his head up and down, pumping Pink into his mouth. He swirl his tongue expertly on the tip and traced the responsive slit, stabbing it with his soft tongue. Then he plunge his mouth back down again as he savored the screams of ecstasy.
______________________________
Pink was concerned in those moments of silence, when the other had nothing to say and didn't move an inch. He felt a huge knot release out of his stomach when the other claimed his lips, his arms raising to circle the others shoulders as they shared a passionate kiss that sent him relling.

I'll make it so you forget those moments

"Oh sir," he sighed, arching is naked body up into the other one on top him. His skin felt like heaven to plastered to. It just made him hotter.

I’ll make it so only the imprint of my body and lips are in your memories…

He cried out and arched up again as the other ground them together, is eyes looking blank and full of pleasure as he looked at the Owner. Dear God this was intense in the best way possible.

I’ll make it so you’ll forget how it felt with them…

If he thought about it, he really didn't want that. But as the other took his member into his hand and sqweezed it, he didn't care. All he wanted was more. More of the other. Of everything.

I’ll make it so you only think of me and no one else when we do this…

"Oh sir, I'd only think of you," he gasped, watching as the other trailed down his body, knowing where he was going to, his membet throbbing harder. "Only you sir, only you,"

I’ll make it so you scream my name, only think of me… until my being consumes you!

He cried out loudly when the other plunged down on him, his back arching. His head jerked up when the command to watch was issued and he did. He watched and moaned and cried out and panted and seated and writhed and bucked.

"Oh sir," he whimpered. "Take me, please, have me," he begged and he cried out again. "Oh God sir, please. I want you to fill me, to have me,"

He was nearly crying in pleasure.

"Please,"
______________________________