Pink Dessert

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Master Kootaku held Pink’s chin so that he could use his crimson eyes and see the teen’s eyes.

“Tell me, then little one, do you still think of your… best friend?” He asked, hiding the distaste for the man who took his beautiful slave’s virginity.
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He looked at the other and looked to the side before looking back to him, his eyes kind of downcast and sad.

"Yes," he said softly, suddenly wanting to cry. "I can't forget him, he took my viriginty and eventually he broke my heart," he bit his lip, looking down, ashamed almost. "I feel like crap everytime I look at myself because of him, because of what he did and what he said, how can I forget that?"

His voice was a whisper and he wanted to snuggle in really close, he felt...out of sorts now.
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He was surprised at his anger at seeing his new koibito look so close to tears. His arms tenderly pushed Pink to his chest and placed on his lips, smashing their tongue together. He did not stop kissing and tonguing the boy until he was sure Pink began to feel better. Passion was better than sadness.

“What happened, love?” the love-term slipped out of Master Kootaku’s mouth before he even knew it and he flushed at the word he haven’t spoken in hundreds of years, but he ignored his discomfort as he tried to soothe his little Dessert.
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He kissed his master back desperatly, clinging to him, whimpering and trying to cry. Soon, he felt better, kissing the other back with equal amounts of passion and sadness untill passion took over. He sighed when they parted and he looked at his master.

He looked at the other sighed softly. "He whore me out," he said softly. "Like I was his property," he hugged himself. "Like I didn't belong to myself," he bit his lip. "Like I was an object," he shivered. "I felt so dirty,"
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The grip on the side of the tub tightened as he heard his kio’s explanation.

“Whored you out..?” Master Kootaku grinded out. “I thought you said you only had sex three times…” he stated angrily but his anger immediately dampened when he saw his slave so close to tears. He kissed the soft cheeks and placed a kiss on each of Pink’s closed eye lids before stealing his mouth again. He pushed his tongue and did battle with Pink’s as his hand wondered southwards. He gently gripped the Dessert’s arousal and pumped it. He stopped kissing and lean back to see the expressions on Pink’s face as he pumped faster.
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"Three times consentually," he said softly, tears leaking over his lashes and onto his cheeks. "Only three, otherwise it's countless, they blurred into one on going nightmare. I thought that he loved me..."

He sniffled when his Master kissed his cheeks and his eyelids, the moment going to his heart and settling there as one that he never would forget.

He gasped softly as his master kissed him and he obliged by kissing him back, gasping louder when he felt his masters fingers around him, pumping him. When the other broke the kiss, he moaned softly, his head hanging back as he arched his back, his hands clinging to the others shoulders.

"Oh Sir," he whimpered, his eyes closed, his flushed lips parted and emmiting his slightly panting breaths.
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He slowed his hands as Master Kootaku’s eyes flashed red in a little shock and a lot of anger.

“Countless?!” his upset voice rang out in the gigantic bathroom. “Countless?” he repeated in a slight shrill voice. “If he treated you so badly than why did stay with him, little one… Hm?” he asked while his eyes flashed again, illuminating the tiles. “Why’d you let that bastard use you? Why?!” he demanded as he pushed the teen away from his body in anger. “I’m not exactly the kind of person that like to put his cock into something that’s already been used frequently.” He spat out and looked away from Pink.
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Pink eyes went wide and he watched in fear as the other raved angrily, curling around himself slightly, almost as if the other was going to strike him or injure him.

I'm not exactly the kind of person that likes to put his cock into something that's already been used frequently.

If he'd said anything else, he doubted it would have hurt him, but that. That cut deep and straight to his heart, straight down, right down to his soul and shattered it. Tears rose and dripped over his eyelashes in a matter of moments and his throat felt tight and blocked and he tried to sob it out of the way.

"Why did I stay?" he finally screamed, tears coursing down his cheeks. "Why did I stay? I didn't fucking choose to stay. The guy was twice my fucking size and an extra foot on my height. I couldn't run away because he would always catch me, beat me, hurt me you ass hole!" he stood up, his arms wrapped himself as he backed away, sobbing hysterically. "I stayed because I didn't have a choice, because I /forced/ to stay, you think I liked being raped?"

And he whirled around from where he'd had his back to the other.

"You stupid fuck, do you think that I liked being rapped? Being beaten and used?" he screamed further, his fingers digging into his sides as him mind revived the worst moments of his life.

He stepped out of the bath, looking at the other both angrily and in tears. "How can you ask me that? How can you?" he kept screaming, angrily and sadly. "How?"

His hands rose, shaking to his throat and he reached, looking for the clasp on his collar, meaning to rip the thing off.

"I suppsoe I should take this off," he whispered softly. "You wouldn't someone like me, would you?" he asked, his eyes blazing. "You wouldn't want a fucking whore!" he screamed. "Would you?"

It was pretty obvious that Pink, despite most things, hated himself deeply.

"You hate me don't you?" he asked softly, sobbing hysterically still. "I do to, so get on the bandwagon,"
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The kyuuketsuki was use to seeing tears and uncontrolled emotion but the way Pink said it to him.. It felt different, like a knife slowly breaking into his heart.

“No.. Pink!” He got up to capture the boy into his arms, uncaring at the way the boy thrashed and tried to get away as he locked his arms. “No- Pink- PINK! Listen to me!” Having no other choice, he forced his lips on the boy’s mouth and pushed his tongue into the mouth, desperately trying to soothe the younger boy.
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"No! Let me go! How can you touch me when you yourself that I'm disgusting? " he continued to thrash and pushed at him. "You're lying to me, no, you can't. No!"

His sobs had turned to crying, which was hysterical as he still tried to pull the collar off. His Master couldn't want him anymore know that he knew, he couldn't. He was disgusting, dirty, used.

He cried and screamed into the others mouth as he kissed him, thrashing in his arms still, crying hard into the kiss. He was thrashing less, but he still made vain and half hearted attempts to get away. He pulled his lips away from the others, crying heavily still.

"You hate me," he whimpered, saggining slightly. "I'm sorry..."
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“No I don’t little one…” he kissed Pink’s flushed cheeks and drank away his tears. “Not anymore… Stop.. You’ll bruise your neck.” As he took hold of the hands and licked the palms. He cradled the boy and rocked them both. “Why didn’t you get any help, love?” the love-nickname slipped out and he didn’t bother to cover it as he continued to rain kisses down the boy’s neck and face.
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Stop..you'll bruise your neck.

"Good," he whimpered, crying still as the other took hold of hands. He buried into the other chest, sobbing hard into the smooth skin and the hard, comforting body. He couldn't help it, he didn't mean to ruin the mood, he really didn't.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, soon repeating the words over and over again as they rocked.

Why didn't you get any help, love?

He looked up, his tears still falling thick and fast.

"He was one of the most popular boys at my school, who would believe me? The students wouldn't, neither would the teachers or the principle, not even the councillers. Not the police, not the guy who ran the corner store. He-He was the golden child of the town that came from the respectable family and got straight grades and was going to take his football and make us famous, and I-I, was the bastard of the woman who lived in a shay appratment, the qu-queer one. Who would believe that he was gay and doing that?" he chocked on his breath and his breating sped up, trying not to burst into tears again. "They're probably say that I wanted it because I was gay, or that I should be happy. I was /in/,"

He sobbed again. "Highschool is hell put on Earth," he said softly. "Where could I turn to get help when no-one believed me? After all, we were the best of friends,"
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“There, there Pink,” he cooed softly. He bend down to take the boy’s lips into his own before swinging him into his arms again and reentered the bathtub. He took a scrub and squirted some soap before turning Pink to scrub his back.
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"I'm sorry," he whimpered softly. "I really am, I should've been stonger..."

And he trailed off as the other claimed his lips again, and this time he returned the kiss, almost as if trying to apolgize through that as well. He did feel sorry for some reason, he wasn't sure why though.

He gave a low sigh when they reentered the bathtub and he smiled slightly, sniffing as he splashed the water slightly. He smiled as his Master set to cleaning him, relaxing a little though still very shaken and fragile.
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Master Kootaku lifted the boy up and pushed him down onto his arousal. He kissed away the tears of pain and pleasure before asking, “When I do this.. Is it different?”
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Pink sighed softly when the other lifted him and moaned gently in spite of himself as he put onto Kootaku's member, shifting and wriggling, sighing in pleasure. His hands rose to the others shoudlers and rested there as he looked into the others face.

"It's very different," he said softly, placing a kiss on the others cheek. "I want it when you do it, you make it pleasurable for the both of us, you make it...like I touch heaven," he blushed, closing his eyes. "It's very different and much, much better then when they did it to me,"

He was so not going to be able to walk for the next week, but that was a good thing.
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He lifted the boy up again and pushed him back down, so that the teen sat in his thighs fully. He nudged the boy a bit so that he could bend his head down to recapture one of Pink’s nipples. He tirled his tongue on the aroused stone before releasing and looking up under his bangs, looking extremely sexy. “How’d you leave him..?” he inquired as he lifted the boy up again, water wrapping around his member, and pushing him to sit on his lap.
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He gave another low sigh when he lifted and pushed him back down, wiggling his hips again and squeezing his insides slightly. He leaned back at his Masters nudging, letting his back arch and his head hang back, his breaths coming out in anticiparoty pants that were soft and delicate.

He looked down at his master, who looked up at him so very sexily and bit his lip, trying to moan at the sight. Damn, how could one man look so damn good?

How did you leave him....?

He swallowed and looked to the right for a moment before looking back.

"I ran," he said softly. "I gathered up some money, got on a plane and went to somewhere that neither of us knew of all in one afternoon, I left the country completely," he gave a small smile. "He couldn't follow me if he didn't know where I was. I changed the way I looked, the way I acted and my name. I reinvented myself,"

His smile twisted into a pleasuable grimace as the other shifted him again, letting out a low breath through his nose as the other lifted him and pushed him down again. Pleasure mixing with pride, that was an interesting feeling.
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“Come.. Put your hands on my shoulder.. Move yourself, love” Master Kootaku whispered to Pink in a deep voice as he leaned back and put his weight on the tub to watch with his glittering eyes at how Pink fuck himself.

“Oh…?” after he heard that his koi changed himself. “How’d you- Unnng…” he let out a pleasured moan, gasped before continuing “How’d you look before..? How did you act before? What was your name..? Tell me, Pink…” he pushed himself up, not only to embedded his rock hard cock farther into the boy but also to kiss his lips. “I want to learn everything

about you.. Now.. And before..” he told the slave in a low murmured that was mixed with sharp desire.
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Pink gave a gentle sigh and smiled. He thought that his master was happy moving him, but he was happier moving himself. Raising his hands to his shoudlers, he shifted a little, his fingers digging into the strong muscle he felt there and he began to shift himself up and down the others hard cock, gasping and moaning as he rocked and shifted himself. He'd get a little faster in a moment, he just had to re-adapt.

"I -ah- I used to have long blonde h-oh-hair down to my a-ah-ass and b-bl-oh-ue eyes. I used to dress differently, cover myself up with h-uh-ge sweaters and baggy pants and things," he had to stop talking for a little while while he shifted himself in a different direction, sighing gently, eyes closed. "I used to be shy and lack confidence. I used to be a book worm, very smart but couldn't deal with people and they couldn't deal with m-ey-e," he swallowed and opened his eyes to look up at the other. "My name was Phillipe Fabien Michelon," he murermed, beginning to shift himself to that faster pace he liked. "I was French, I ran away to America to escape my past,"

He cried out softly when the other pushed up into him, his head falling backwards after sharing a heated kiss, as he began to fuck himself properly on the others cock, hard adn fast up and down the rock hard shaft.
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“French..?” As he thrust his penis into the boy just as Pink descended himself onto him. “That’s where I hear that slight-ahh.. accent from you..unng.. Very cute…” he complicated as he thrust into the teen harder and harder adding to the already intense pleasure of the Dessert fucking himself. “But..” he lifted the teen by his buttocks and plunge his hole into his member, ruthlessly as he stood up. “I still.. Ahh! Unnggg…. P- Mmm….!!” he moaned out loud as his little koi doubled his pace. Gasping he continued “I still- ung.. Like Pink..ah! The nam- ungg mmm… name… Pink..AHHHHH!!!!!!” He spurted himself into his Dessert and slide slowly back into the water until it came to his sweaty chest, cleansing him.
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Mmm," he nodded, crying out and patning, thrusting himself onto the other, meeting the other thrust for thrust. "That's where ah it's fr-oh-m,"

He continued to fuck himself, his fingers digging into the muscles as he slammed himself as hard as he could into the other, shifting so that his masters cock hit his prostate every time. He cried out and threw his head back as the other fucked him and he fucked himself, as ruthless as the other and picking up his pace.

"Master," he said breathlessly as the other came into him and he spurted his own seed onto both their chests and stomachs, panting and clenching around the other. He squeezed close to the other, trembling slightly as he clung to the other. He was whimpering as he came down from the height of his orgasm.

He sighed softly as they slid back into the water, clining to the other still, snuggling into him.

"Thank you Master," he said softly, looking up through his lashes. "Thank you for everything,"
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“That’s all I can do to make it up to you..” Master Kootaku responded, rubbing the boy’s back as to soothe him. He placed his forehead on Pink’s “I’m sorry…my little Pink.. I really didn’t mean to make you cry..” His eyes begged forgiveness even though his pride denied him to ask the Dessert to forgive him.
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"You're making up to me well," he said softly, smiling genuinely up at Kootaku, relaxing at the other rubbing his back. "It's alright Master," he replied just as softly. "You didn't know, how were you too know? And it's still perhaps raw for me, I can't seem to let it go," he shrugged, raising a hand to cup the others face gently, smiling at him. "There's no need to be sorry Master,"

He smiled and placed a gentle kiss on the others forehead, full compassion and perhaps...love?

"You don't need to make it up to me," he said softly, eyes closing as he hugged the other close to him. "You're doing it just by letting me be with you,"
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He, too, hugged the Dessert close to him as he snaked one hand free to press a button at the side. Immediately, the water started to decrease as it was drained out. Master Kootaku carefully stepped out of the tub, making sure not to make too much movement least he’ll cause pain to his new little lover. The glass that cast an indistinct image that of the inside, opened slowly and the Owner and his favorite stepped inside. Automatically, the door closed and the shower head pours water out as the knobs adjusted themselves to fit the temperature to the Master’s liking. A towel floated inside the immense shower stall and landed on the marble seat where the Owner tenderly place his Dessert upon, checking his face for sign of any pain. Floating in midair was two scrubbers and a bottle of expensive soap that smelled of roses and musk. He grabbed one of the scrubber, spurt some soap onto it and began to clean himself. He paused when he started to clean his stomached, then he moved forward, his hand behind Pink’s head and gently nudge him towards the love juice, willing him to clean his mess.
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Pink looks in amazement as things around him changed and moved ane became different. He was shivering slightly after the water was drained out of the tub. He didn't mind when the other moved him around, it caused him very little to no pain at all and he smiled as the glass door of the shower opened.

He sighed when he was set on the marble bench covered with the towel, watching as things floated in the air around his master, it was like being in a lovely but very adults version of a fairytale, like say, Alice in Wonderland. He sighed and smiled.

He watched his master as he washed himself, taking in the sight of Master Kootaku with water and suds sluicing over his addictive, he shivered at the sight, it was beautiful.

He looked up through his lashes as the other guided his head towards the mess he'd made and smiled, placing his hands on either side of his masters hips before leaning foreward, beginning the task of cleaning his own seed off the pale skin with a low purring sound in the back of his throat and with long, slow, deliberate licks and soft sucks.
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He began to pant as he felt the small tongue touch his stomached and he began to shiver in delight and desire. His breathing became a little more shallow as the held the head more firmly, racking his fingers through the bangs every now and then and digging slightly when the tongue licked a sensitive spot. His eyes hooded with contentment as the moaned quietly. “Pink.. I- you’re-” he stuttered, lost for words for the first time.
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His eyes hooded heavily as he focused on his task, licking the stomach deliberatly and slowly, dragging his tongue across the warm skin, glancing up at the other every now and then. He took the breathing and the panting and the grip and racking of his hair as encourgment to continue to do what he wanted.

He looked up and smirked at the other, his eyes hooded and hungry as he stutterd. "Shh," he said softly. "Please Master, just let me show you," he whispered, letting his licks go lower across the others lower abdomen, close to the curls that gaurded the one prize he was after. He'd get there. Just wait.
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He was writhing from the teasing his little Dessert was giving him. He involuntary thrust his hips, in hope to gain Pink’s attention as his breathing hitched an octave higher. “Pink… mm… my- my little Pink..” He closed his eyes and let his head go slack as he impatiently waited for his beloved to do the arousing task.
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Pink could only smirk. There was something he liked about having such a powerful being begging for him to do something for him. It made him feel worthwhile. His grip on the others hips slid down to his thighs and he gave a soft moan as he ran a long line up the underside of his masters cock and across the head, dipping his tongue in the slit before repeating the action, breathing in the others musky, heady scent.

He smelt as good as he tasted and he tasted as good as he looked. That was was pretty damn good according to him.
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