We Found Us Ch. 5 [TH Fanfic]
Summary:
Bill is a rebellious slave. Deep down he wants to find the place he belongs but he can’t help but lash out at anyone who has tried to own him. It’s not until the mysterious stranger named Tom, shows up and tells the guards that he won’t ever be returning to the slave house again that he realizes just how dangerous this man can be.
Rating: Explicit Category: M/M Fandom: Tokio Hotel Relationships: Bill/Georg, Bill/Gustav, Bill/Tom/Georg/Gustav, Bill/Tom Characters: Bill Kaulitz,Tom Kaulitz, Georg Listing, Gustav Schäfer Additional Tags: Master/Pet, Humiliation, vampire, wizard, incubus, neko, Alternate Universe, Smut, Multiple Relationships, Foursome, Orgy, Bondage, Magic Tentacles, First Time, Mating Cycles/In Heat, S&M, Nipple piercing, Training
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A week past by and Bill was once again, feeling miserable. Tom hadn’t spoken to him at all since his last punishment. He had tried several times to talk to him but any time Bill entered a room that Tom was in, his master would leave without responding. And so Bill had ended up spending much of his time in his room, sulking in bed because he had started to notice that all his moping was bothering Gustav.
The piercing he had received no longer hurt but was still very tender and it seemed to be even more sensitive than before. Sighing, Bill rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling. He was lonely and wanting someone to talk to or just sit with. But the drummer had been sent into town for shopping which left the neko with only one option to visit; Georg.
He had not dared to go to his floor since their first meeting. Every time he remembered the sensations the other had caused, it left him with chills running down his spine but he was so bored and lonely. So much so that avoiding Georg now seemed rather pointless. Getting up from the bed, he left his room and headed up the stairs till he reached the edge of the floor that was Georg’s. Though it was faint, he could feel his body tingling and he hesitated to take another step forward. Chewing his lip, he was just about to turn and head back down when the brunette’s voice sounded from behind him, startling him.
“Are you looking for something, Bill? You haven’t been up here since your first night.” He said, moving up the stairs past him and then stopping to stand before him, placing one hand on his hip, the other running casually through his hair, eyeing the taller man curiously.
Bill stammered, fumbling to grab the railing, “Um…I’m just…lonely.” He said softly, “Gustav's not home and…” he stopped, looking down as his tail and ears drooped sadly, “and Tom isn’t talking to me still.”
Georg nodded briefly, “I see. So you’re here hoping I’ll entertain you. Is that it?”
“I…well yes but I can leave if you’d rather I wasn’t here.” He mumbled, grabbing onto his tail, fiddling it with his hands. Georg’s presence left him feeling antsy and nervous. He was the only one Bill hadn’t really gotten to know as he’d been afraid to visit with him on his own. He found it silly that he trusted a vampire and a wizard but couldn’t calm down around a demon whose sole purpose was dealing with sex and pleasure.
Georg reached out, hooking one finger into the loop that connected Bill’s tag to his collar, and gently pulled him up the last few steps. Without a word, the neko was led into Georg’s bedroom. Since the last time he’d been in it though, the room had received a massive makeover. The previous reds and blacks were now various shades of blue and purple. Bill thought he was in a completely different room but all of the furniture was still the same and in the exact locations as before.
“I think I can entertain you until Gustav returns if that is what you wish.” Georg finally said, releasing his hold on the collar before closing the door and making his way to the bed, “But…as I’m sure you know, they’ll be on my terms so if you can’t handle that rule, feel free to leave now.”
Bill looked at Georg hesitantly, trying to read over his face. The majority of his mind told him that he should probably leave but the small voice and his body was telling him differently. Just from the warmth flooding through him, he knew that Georg wasn’t about to let him leave until he’d had what he wanted from him. Bill couldn’t blame him; Georg was the only one he hadn’t slept with let alone done anything with. His mind took him back to the morning of his first punishment; he remembered the disappointment he’d seen on the other mans’ face and now he felt was the time to make it up to him.
“Well? Are you staying then?” Georg’s voice broke his thoughts and when Bill nodded, he continued with a small smirk on his face, “Then come here…little kitty cat. Crawl to me.”
Gathering his courage and not bothering to hide the blush that rose on his cheeks, he let himself kneel down on the carpet, crawling forward till he was seated in front of Georg’s knees. He had gotten fairly good at ignoring the humiliation he felt much of the time when he was ordered to do something he found embarrassing but the glimmer in Georg’s eyes told him that his limits were going to be pushed further.
A soft hand caressed his cheek and cupped his jaw, lifting his head up till his eyes met with the elders. Bill shivered; the kind that went all the way down his spine and through his tail, which ended up fluffing out ever so slightly. There was so much hunger and desire in Georg’s eyes that he knew he was in for one hell of an afternoon.
“You are so stunning; every part of you from your lips to your ass. I can’t wait to feed off your pleasure.” He said lowly, his fingers moving to pet Bill’s ears; knowing full well the affect the action would have on him. But before the neko had a chance to wilt under the touch, Georg lifted him effortlessly and tossed him onto the bed behind him before standing and working his clothing off till he was in his boxers.
Bill lay against the mattress, briefly stunned from being lifted and tossed so easily. He made a quick mental note never to piss the bassist off because he was certain Georg would end up throwing him across the house if he made him angry. He turned his head, watching the other undress and then shifted to work the buttons of his own blouse open. He knew better then to remove his pants without permission. He learned that very quickly from Gustav and while he didn’t think they all shared the same rules, he wasn’t about to risk being punished right now.
Georg crawled onto the bed, moving over him and raising a brow curiously, “He really did pierce your nipple. I didn’t think he’d through and actually do it.” He mused, rubbing his thumb over the ring, “He came to me demanding the box saying he was gonna be giving you one as a punishment. Honestly, I’m surprised. Did it hurt?”
“A bit yea but I’ve had piercings before so I kinda know what to expect. It was the tenderness and soreness and not the sensitivity I didn’t anticipate.” He replied, watching Georg’s fingers on the ring and his nipple. With a soft pinch and a gentle tug from the demon above him, Bill was whimpering and fidgeting, “P-please don’t do that.” He stammered.
Georg smirked softly, “Oh? Why not? It makes you feel good so why shouldn’t I do it? Perhaps I should do this instead.” He leaned down, licking over it before sucking gently.
Bill gasped, eyes fluttering closed as pleasure shot through him going straight to his groin. He let out a breathless moan of Georg’s name, his hands moving to tangle into his short hair. He could feel the other working his jeans open, pushing them down enough to shove one hand into his boxers and then soon wrapping around his cock; stroking him steadily which drew another low moan from the neko.
Humming softly in approval, Georg worked his way lower, kissing and nibbling over his ribs and stomach, tonguing the star tattoo before both hands pulled the remainder of his clothing off, discarding it off the bed and onto the floor, “You look delicious and your pleasure is already so high; we’ve barely even started.” He murmured, flicking his tongue over the tip of Bill’s cock, who then whimpered and spread his legs further apart. But Georg had another idea in mind, “Hold your legs up for me, Bill.”
Confused, he did as asked, watching as Georg settled more comfortably between his now wide spread legs. As he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to try and push aside the embarrassment he felt, something warm and very wet brushed over his hole. Gasping again, his eyes flew open only to be greeted by Georg’s dark glittering ones and suddenly he understood; Georg was going to be eating him out to ready him for the final act. Neither Tom nor Gustav had done this to him so it was very much something he hadn’t expected.
“Just enjoy.” Georg said, lowering his head back down and setting his focus onto his task. The others tongue worked Bill over very skillfully; dipping in and out of him, running up his perineum and balls every so often and then back down again. After awhile, fingers started working in as well and it wasn’t much longer after that when Georg pulled back, sitting up to kneel between his legs, licking his lips, “How was that?”
Bill’s mind formed words but his mouth wouldn’t connect to it in order for him to speak them so he merely moaned softly as the brunette’s fingers curled up into his prostate. His back arched, body writhing in desperate need for release and more pleasure. With his chest heaving, he managed to stammer out a small, “More.” And the fingers left his body.
Georg rolled him onto his stomach, lifting his hips with one hand while the other rubbed around the base of Bill’s tail. Almost instantly the neko wilted against the bed and effortlessly, Georg pressed into him, groaning lowly at the warmth and tightness that surrounded him, “Fuck…Bill you’re tight as hell. How on earth can that be possible with how much Gustav's been doing you this past week?” he groaned, pulling back and then pressing back in.
“Don’t know.” He stammered, panting out in a shaky voice, his body trembling as the waves of pleasure rushed over him, “It just is.” He wasn’t sure if Georg really was manipulating the intense sensations he was feeling or if it was just how good the other felt to him but it was beyond incredible; he felt like mush from head to toe. He’d honestly expected much more teasing and torment from Georg but maybe the other just had too much pent up sexual frustration that he didn’t want to do that this time around.
Unlike the other two men, Georg’s movements were fast, sharp and precise; never missing a single strike to his prostate. Cries spilled from Bill’s lips, hands fisting into the sheets as he felt himself weakening. He faintly remembered the other mention something about feeding off his pleasure and wondered if that’s what he was doing now. Regardless of if it was or not, Bill honestly didn’t care because the next thing he knew, his mind was going blank and he was coming hard onto the sheets below them. He could hear Georg cursing behind him then the others cock left his body; hot sticky liquid splattering over his ass a few moments afterwards.
“Bloody hell…” Georg groaned, dropping down beside him, “You’re one of the tastiest meals I’ve had yet.” He murmured, licking his lips with a satisfied smile. Bill could only smile weakly, trying to regain his head and body strength to move. The demon shifted onto his side, running his hand through the blonde’s hair, “Are you alright? I didn’t push you too much did I?”
With a shake of his head, Bill whispered a soft no, pushing himself over onto his back, “I feel…fucking amazing.” He murmured, wiping his hand over his sweating forehead, “I don’t know why I waited so long to come up here.”
Georg chuckled, “Well I can be intimidating I suppose but don’t worry over it. You came in the end, in more ways than one I might add, so we’re both pleased with the outcome I think.”
Bill nodded, “Oh yes; very happy indeed.” He replied, closing his eyes. He felt utterly exhausted now and the idea of sleeping sounded fucking amazing to him. Georg pulled covers over him, a gentle kiss soon placed to his forehead, “Sleep. I’m sure Tom will be ready to see you within the next few days or so.”
The idea of finally being spoken to let Bill fall asleep easily; he was missing Tom more than anything else. He missed the others touch, his voice, his smile, his laugh; everything. It was driving him crazy but more than anything, he wanted Tom’s forgiveness. So as he drifted off into a deep slumber, his thoughts were soon full of the one person that he knew he had fallen for; his master, his beloved Tom.
