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Eat Me, Drink Me 10: Like a Moth to the Flame


“H-Hello?” hesitantly greeted Kuroko, strongly clutching at the sheets underneath his body. He needed to make this phone call the shortest possible since he had absolutely no idea how powerful the effects of the curse would be while talking on the phone with the redhead.

“It was about time for you to pick up, Kuroko,” readily said Akashi, a slight tone of annoyance in his voice.

“Ngh… I’m s-sorry, but I…” apologized Kuroko, his whole body starting to heat up and shiver just the slightest. It seemed that it was easier to take it if it was only the redhead’s voice that he heard – but it didn’t change the fact that he was already burning with desire. “I-I’m feeling fine already. Thank you for taking me home.”

“I see. I’ll be able to breathe easily again, then,” acknowledged Akashi, releasing a soft sigh.

“Um… I-I’ll be going now. I have to go have dinner,” announced Kuroko, trying to regulate his already pitched breathing. It was only an excuse since he still didn’t have to go downstairs to eat the said dinner, but it was something that the taller male would not read as one, taking the hour of the day into account. “H-Have a nice rest of day.”

“Wait, Kuroko,” suddenly said Akashi, stopping the bluenette as he was about to press the end call button.

“Ngh…!” Kuroko hurriedly motioned his free hand up and clutched his mouth shut, trying to muffle the moan that was almost released at the sound of the redhead’s voice calling his name. He took a few shaky deep breathes and departed his trembling hand from his mouth, gulping down hard. “W-What is it? Do you n-need something, Akashi…kun…?”

“No. I just wanted to make an acid test but…” started explaining Akashi, a small tone of amusement in his voice. “I think I already got the answer to what I was searching for.”

“I-I see. Good for you. Now I have to hang up,” hurriedly acknowledged Kuroko, the temperature on his body escalating more and more. He could no longer focus on the conversation and all his attention was drifting to the throbbing and tightness he felt in his crotch area.

“I’m willing to bend over backwards, Kuroko,” suddenly said Akashi, preventing the bluenette from ending the call one more time.

“Haa… haa…” Panting heavily, Kuroko did his very best to focus on the conversation enough for him to find a way to simply end it. His body trembling with unfulfilled desire, he let himself fall back to the bed and clutched at the sheets with his free hand. The bluenette gulped down hard and feebly opened his mouth once again to speak. “What do you mean… by that?”

“Your curse is an accident waiting to happen,” elaborated Akashi, his voice softening a few decibels. “You can’t exactly make of it a hot potato and you will probably be glad to see the back of the person you’re crushing on so they don’t find about it. So right now you’re caught between two stools and I want you to choose one.”

“I-I’m not really following what you’re saying, Akashi-kun…” interrupted Kuroko, his panting escalating by the second as he continuously listened to the voice of the redhead. “What is it… haa… that I have to choose?”

“I’ll make the long story short, then,” sighed Akashi. He softly cleared his throat and continued explaining, “A little of what you fancy does you good so accept this offer and let me act as your guinea pig until you ask your crush out.”

“W-What…?” interjected Kuroko almost instantly, feeling his face ignite on fire with what the redhead was suggesting right now. An even stronger wave of arousal motioned at full speed to his crotch and he shifted his body against the mattress of his bed, desperately trying to still the shivering. “I-I can’t do something like that! I—“

“But Kuroko... You were pleased as Punch when I kissed you, right?” pointed out Akashi, the tone of his voice hinting a smirk on his face.

“Ngh…!” Once again, Kuroko released the sheets he was gripping at and lunged his hand forward, clutching at his mouth to prevent a moan from escaping his throat. He desperately needed to end his phone call. He was already beginning to stray from rationality and the redhead was only making it once with the things he was saying. “Haa… E-Enough… with this conversation…”

“But it did, didn’t it?” proceeded Akashi, chuckling softly. “You know what would thrill you to bits? The person you’re crushing on pinning you down. Even if they are a girl, I can see her being able to do it blindfolded. After all, you would be too turned on to fight it off.”

“Haa… Stop… saying things like that… Ngh!” feebly complained Kuroko, sinking the back of his head further in the pillow. When the redhead started talking once again, he painfully bit into his lower lip to stop any sound from being freed and heard from the other side of the phone.

“They would pin you down against your will, without any consideration to those who might arrive on the scene, and then kiss you, exactly like I did,” continued Akashi, his smirk widening as he heard the heavy breathing of the bluenette.

“Ngh… Haa… Akashi-kun, please stop already…” complained Kuroko, turning his body sideways to more easily grip into the messy sheets underneath his feverish body.

“Then they would run their tongue down your neck, covering your as pale as a ghost skin with bright red marks.”

“Ahh—“ As the other male continued putting that straight out fantasy into words, Kuroko unconsciously released the blankets and motioned his hand to his neck, lightly tracing the length of his neck until he reached his collar bones. The temperature of his body only rose even more with it. “Akas— Stop…”

“They would take your clothes off as slow as molasses, painfully so, and your perverted body would get even hotter and bothered with your desperate need to have your fill of pleasure,” added Akashi, his smirk growing more sly as he heard the bluenette desperately trying to control his mewls of arousal and feebly pleading him to stop. “They would try to find your Achilles’ heel as they licked your body, acquiring a taste for the salt of your sweat and the sweetness of your eroticism. Going down… and down… and down.”

“Haa… Ngh… Haa…” Once again, Kuroko involuntarily slid his hand down from his collar bone, rustling it through his clothes as he got closer and closer to his crotch. He had fallen completely. He could no longer resist the immeasurable need to find relief. And it was all Akashi’s fault. It was his and the words he was sensually purring to his ear’s fault.

“Tetsuya…”

“Ahhh—!” The bluenette’s body strongly shook at the call of his first name and he loudly moaned at it. Closing his eyes tightly and biting into the fabric of his pillow, as to prevent his voice to once again break free and possibly be heard by his family, Kuroko stopped the motions of his hand on top of his erection, feeling the heat that had pooled down in that area with his sweaty fingers.

“That’s how they would call you as they continued getting ahead of the game with their ministrations on your body, not even an inch left untouched. Then they would spread your legs and fully expose your hard, twitching cock,” proceeded Akashi, slowly licking his lips as he started to hear clothes softly rustling from the other side of the phone call. “Ah, but if it is a girl, it would go slightly different from here on out. However… it’s as plain as the nose on one’s face that you aren’t attracted to a girl, right?”

“Ngh… Haa… Ha…” softly whimpered Kuroko as his hand worked its way to the insides of his pants. He was hearing the redhead’s voice, but he wasn’t truly listening to it. He was so immersed in the things being told to him that he had been stripped of his reason completely and fully succumbed to his curse and the strong wave of arousal that it was causing in his body.

“As a matter of fact, it’s a male. So let’s put on them a face and a name on at random. I think it would be as crooked as a dog’s hind leg to use another person as an example so I’ll allow you to use me in this simulation,” explained Akashi, trying to suppress a mischievous giggle as he understood that he had finally achieved what he was searching for with this whole conversation. “After I did all of that and made you become a panting mess, I would slowly start to feast on your cock and tell you to not cum until I said you could. But you would be at the end of your rope and cum anyways, splattering your sticky honey all over the place. Of course, I would be forced to give you a slap on the wrist over it.”

“Ahh— Ngh…” half moaned Kuroko as he pumped his hard-on with his free hand while the other one strongly pressed the cell phone to his ear. He wanted to hear more of the redhead’s voice. He wanted him to kiss him again and touch him. He wanted all that but… “Haa… Akashi…kun… Stop… Ngh…”

“Yes, that’s exactly what you would say. But I’ll leave the slap on the wrist to your imagination,” answered Akashi, chuckling slyly at the bluenette’s moans. “Then I would use my fingers to stretch your small entrance, aiming at the spot that makes you writhe in ecstasy.”

“Haa… Ngh!” Panting heavily and with his lips parted to try to gulp down more air to his overheated body, Kuroko felt his body throbbing with curiosity and expectation. How would he truly feel if the redhead did all of that to him?

“As soon as you got fully prepared, I would put my cock in there, thrusting inside right to hilt in one go,” proceeded Akashi, licking his lips at such a prospect. He could easily understand just how turned on the bluenette currently was, by the unusual eroticism in the voice of a male that was usually as expressionless as a wall, and that was contaminating him, making his body react in the exact same way as the smaller male. “And what would you scream when that happened?”

“Haa… Ak… Akashi…kun… Ahhh—“ Calling the redhead’s name at this point came as the last drop. Kuroko hastened the movements of his hand as he felt his release growing closer and closer. He would most likely never be able to look Akashi in the eyes again if he really did climax while talking with him on the phone… but it wasn’t like he had any other option at the moment. He had, actually. He could end the call whenever he wanted. But he didn’t want it to end. “Akashi…kun… Ngh…!”

“That’s right. You’ll scream my name and beg that I start to move because you just can’t take it anymore,” acknowledged Akashi, feeling his own arousal becoming more prominent on his pants as he heard the heavenly purrs of his name. “As soon as I start to do it, you will cum right away. You just can’t hold it in anymore but you’ll get hard once again, with me thrusting non-stop into you and hitting your sweet spot all the livelong day.”

“Ah… Akashi-kun… Haa… Ngh…” Kuroko tightly closed his eyes and let his body be overcome with the tingling sensation of his climax bursting forward, moaning unrestrictedly as it happened. “Ahhh—!”

“Have you acted according to Hoyle and cum, Kuroko?” slyly asked Akashi. When he heard no answer whatsoever to it except the sound of the bluenette’s irregular breathing, he immediately knew that he had. “Does it turn you on even more the thought of how I would make love to you?”

“Haa… Aka… Haa… Akashi-kun…” softly whispered Kuroko, as he tried to recover from the afterglow of having had climaxed under such circumstances.

“Hm? What is it?”

“You’re… awful… Doing this to me…” grudgingly hissed Kuroko with a slow and tired voice. He really would like to have better stamina, even if only to angrily admonish Akashi right now.

“I have no intention of being awful, Kuroko. However, you gave me the cold shoulder and are trying to avoid me like the plague so at least allow me to slap your wrist a little bit,” argued back Akashi. He stayed silent for some seconds and then cleared his throat. “But what a pity. Time is over.”
“…Eh?” unintentionally interjected Kuroko, his breathing had calmed down a little bit. It would be a good thing if the conversation ended here since he didn’t know for how long he would be able to maintain his body in check. But even so…

“I have some business to attend so if you want to continue, you’ll have to do it all by yourself,” continued Akashi, chuckling softly. A mischievous smirk immediately popped up at his next words. “But do thoroughly enjoy the little scenario that I set for you. If you need help once again, I’m all for getting you all fired up again. Have a good night, Kuroko.”

“Ah…” Before Kuroko could speak once again, the call ended. He released an exasperated sigh and dropped the cell phone in the mattress of the bed. Slowly, the bluenette lifted his other hand and peered at it, a bright red blush appearing in his features as he saw the sticky white cream covering most of the skin of his hand. “Ugh… I need a shower. That and to suddenly develop a case of amnesia.”

-.-

Akashi got up from the sofa where he had installed himself while talking on the phone with Kuroko and walked over to the big window of that room. He stared away to the distance, a smirk on his features as he softly bumped his cell phone on his lips.

“It seems that this will be easier than I expected. I will have to offer my thanks to both Murasakibara and Himuro-san for unknowingly providing me such a wonderful opportunity. But before that…” Akashi let the hand that was holding onto the cell phone drop to the sides of his body and walked over to the small round table located next to the sofa. He grabbed a piece of paper that had been put there by one of the servants of his household and dialled the number written there. He waited for a couple of seconds and when the call connected, he couldn’t help but smirk at it. “Good evening. Akashi Seijuurou speaking. I would like to talk with Aida Riko-san.”

My dear Tetsuya, you’re mine now.

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