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Vanitas Jones :: Affiliated with ttu :: This blog contains adult content, continue with caution. :: This character is written by Jellybean.

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--- T H E  I N T E N S I T Y  of his orgasm had left his hips trembling. He could feel his muscles relax from their strenuous exercise and he felt exhaustion strangling his mind for the first time that night. His eyelids opened and closed slowly, struggling to focus on the tired blond above him. Deidara was a complete mess from head to toe. His stomach was painted with his own semen, there were bruises on his skin from dropping out of a second story window, and dark hickeys splattered his neck from Vanitas’s shameless mouth. 

Then again, he probably looked similar. 

Vanitas groaned. This was the part about sex he didn’t like: getting cleaned up afterwards. Deidara looked as if he was going to fall asleep on top of him and he wasn’t in the mood to play Mr. Nice Guy and clean him up.

Fuck it. He would wash his sheets tomorrow.

❝Get off,❞ he grumbled. There was no sign of the sexy, sweet-talking charm that had been in his voice earlier. Their lustful night was over and being inside of Deidara was starting to hurt his softening member.

He gave the other boy a light shove and his cock popped out with a lewd, wet noise. Cum dribbled out of the blond and down his cock, but he was too overcome with exhaustion to care. Deidara was beside him now, and the two tired boys lay with their limbs tangled together; as there was no other way to share the small bed. 

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---  H E  W A S N ‘ T  F A R  from an orgasm, especially now that the rhythm of their intercourse had been going strong for a while. Every time Deidara moved up and down on his cock, he felt a rush of excitement run through his body. He was sweating profusely, soaking the sheets and the pillow beneath his head. It was so hot in his room and the friction of their bodies had only made it hotter. They were groaning and moaning and crying out with such intensity that he wasn’t sure he could make it much longer-

“Ah--! Hidan!!”

The name, an unfamiliar one, reverberated inside his head.

Who the hell was Hidan?

Deidara’s shout had distracted him from their messy fuck and as a reaction, the rhythm was broken. His partner didn’t seem to mind when the pounding came to an abrupt end; he had started to grind his ass into Vanitas’s cock instead.

This motion was just as satisfying... and the change in pace was a nice distraction. He ignored the strange twinge in his gut. It was just an unsettling feeling from hearing Deidara moan another guy’s name. 

Hell, he didn’t care if Deidara screamed for the Pope. He was the one with his cock buried inside of him, not Hidan. 

Vanitas reciprocated by moving his hips in a circular motion. It pushed the head of his cock deep against Deidara’s swollen prostate.

❝Gonna fucking cum soon,❞ he hissed between clenched teeth. ❝Gonna fucking-- ah!!!❞

Vanitas yelled and thrust his hips upward in a final attempt to pound Deidara’s prostate. The pressure in his abdomen released and he filled Deidara with his hot cum. At the same time, with a hand that was too disoriented to give a proper hand job, he grabbed Deidara’s dripping cock and gave it several quick pumps. 

It felt so fucking good to cum inside of someone--he hadn’t had the opportunity in a long time--and he basked in the feeling of tight muscles milking his cock. 

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--- V A N I T A S  C O U L D N ‘ T  tear his eyes away from the boy’s body. He watched the way his mouth opened and closed with soft sounds of gratification and pain. Deidara threw his head back and moaned towards the ceiling, overwhelmed with the stimulation he was feeling. His dripping cock was wagging against his stomach, begging for some attention. Vanitas considered reaching for it, but his hands were occupied on those curved hips. 

If he didn’t help move Deidara up the length of his cock, he wasn’t sure if the blond would be able to keep the breathless pace he’d set. Vanitas also wondered how quickly the boy would climax if he started to pump his cock. He already looked as if he was about to break at any moment. 

❝You better not finish before me,❞ he warned. His fingers dug tighter into the soft flesh of his hips and he continued over the sound of Deidara’s pleasure. ❝I want to fill you up with my cum-! ❞

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---  E V E R Y  R I S E  and fall of his chest was paired with labored breathing. He was fighting the urge to thrust upward and completely forget about the other’s discomfort. Usually, he wouldn’t bother feeling sympathetic for his partners--anal sex was painful and that was a fact--but something about Deidara’s innocence made him move unusually gentle. 

Deidara rose up and Vanitas caught sight of his glistening cock before it plunged back into the other boy. The gesture was slow and unbelievably sexy to watch. With a nod of permission from Deidara, he repeated the motion for a second time: lifting his feather-light body by his hips and then rocking him back onto his cock. 

❝So tight,❞ he repeated. The rest of his words were lost in a blur of pleasure as those tight muscles clenched around him.

After a few awkward, slow attempts of rocking his hips into Deidara, Vanitas picked up the pace. It was easier, using gravity and the strength of his hips, to bounce Deidara against his groin. The lewd sound of skin slapping against skin was accompanied by heated gasps from Vanitas and muted cries from Deidara; each sound was more racy than the last.

Before long, Deidara was riding him. Up and down, up and down. Vanitas’s lips were parted in a pleasured, frozen gasp. Every quick bounce was making him see stars and he couldn’t begin to describe how good it felt his cock buried in that tight little ass. 

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---  H I S  E N C O U R A G M E N T  had helped Deidara come down from the heights of anxiety. His body was still quaking with the overwhelming stimulation but his shoulders relaxed and he was letting out choppy sighs. Vanitas smirked. It hurt, but it felt good; he could see it in the way Deidara chewed his lip and fluttered his eyelashes.

❝There you go,❞ he soothed. ❝Feels better now, doesn’t it?❞

He lowered his hands to Deidara’s hips. The way his hipbones stuck out from his flat stomach reminded him of a girl (there were a lot of things about Deidara that reminded him of a girl) and he found himself admiring them beneath his sweaty palms. Deidara was so fucking pretty. 

The raven held onto him firmly and started to move his hips. Slowly. Gently. Even the slightest movement inside of the blond felt ridiculously good against his cock but he knew the other man was still adjusting.

❝Mmm... gonna bounce you on my cock,❞ he murmured breathlessly. ❝You want that, baby boy? You wanna bounce on my cock?❞ His own eyelids felt heavy, and the filthy words were spilling from his mouth without so much as a second thought. 

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--- D E I D A R A  could have woken the entire hallway with how loud he had shouted. Despite covering his face with trembling fingers, he couldn’t hide the tears that had started to spill over and streak makeup down his cheeks. He was crying. Vanitas loosened his grip and moved to cup his hands instead. He set his palms over Deidara’s shaky fingers and made a soothing sound akin to a hush.

❝You’re doing so good.❞ 

He forced Deidara’s hands aside and held the boy’s chin between his fingers, forcing him to look down. That pitiful trembling and nervous cry made him more aware of the boy’s fragility. He had no choice but to be gentle if he wanted to continue.

He would proceed with caution. 

❝Look at you... taking all of my cock like a good boy...❞

Every word was exhaled, and he hadn’t yet started to move his hips. The pressure of Deidara’s muscles around him was enough to steal his breath away. He didn’t want to start thrusting until Deidara could adjust to the sensation of a dick in his ass- otherwise, he was likely to give up before the real fun started.

❝You look so good when you’re filled up with my cock, baby boy.❞

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--- S I N K I N G  I N T O  Deidara’s warmth was rewarding him with the most pitiful, filthy noises. His expression alone--teary eyed and quivering with nervousness--was just as satisfying as the pleasure of that tight muscle around his cock.

Eyeliner was smudged in the corner of those eyes like a girl that had been crying. Deidara was a mess. He was a mess that was slowly coming undone on top of him with every inch of his thick cock and it looked as if he was about to burst into tears.

❝It won’t hurt much longer,❞ he muttered. ❝You’ll get used to it.❞ By this point he had such a tight grip on Deidara’s slender hips that he was nearly leaving bruises; he was halfway inside of the squirming blond.

Vanitas groaned and pulled the boy towards him with a swift, steady motion. Just like that, Deidara’s tiny little entrance had been stretched to its limit and he was full of Vanitas’s throbbing manhood. Every inch of it.

❝F-fuck,❞ he moaned, and his hands moved to grab Deidara’s ass. ❝You’re so fucking tight!❞   

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--- I T  W A S  A  M I R A C L E  that no one had interrupted them yet. The volume and the intensity of their bed-rattling was an immediate giveaway as to what was going on behind that closed door, but he supposed the rest of the party was too occupied in themselves to investigate. 

Vanitas collapsed onto his side, panting hard from the physical exertion. His cock was aching from the violent friction of raw sex and his heart felt as if it were pounding out of his chest. It was no comparison to Marluxia’s breathing, which was still staggered from being choked so violently. 

He glanced over at the pinkette, briefly locking eyes with him. Such ruthless, violent, drugged-up sex... he wasn’t ashamed of what they’d just done, but he was surprised at how dark it had gotten, and so quickly. 

❝You’re a fucking mess,❞ he sighed, dropping his hand lazily onto the front of Marluxia’s cum-painted chest.

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--- L A Y I N G  O N  his back was more comfortable than hunching over Deidara from the side of the bed. He knew all about angles and how certain positions were more effective than others. Having Deidara bent over like before was great for fingering him and eating him out, but he was going to find a whole new pleasure in sitting on his thick, filling cock.

It also gave him the opportunity to see the blonde’s flushed, embarrassed face when he fucked him. It felt good to be able to shove someone’s head in the mattress and pound them from behind, but fucking someone like this was a little more... intimate. Still stroking himself with one hand, Vanitas used the other to run his fingers through messy, tangled hair that fell around the other’s shoulders.

So soft... 

Deidara looked so naive and innocent and sexy. Vanitas touched his heated cheeks and brushed his thumb across those plump lips. 

❝You ready?❞

He took Deidara’s hips into his hands and aligned their bodies. The tip of his cock, slick with pre-cum, brushed teasingly against the other’s entrance. With a slow intensity, he started to lower the boy onto his cock, sighing loudly as it invaded the tight warmth of his body.

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---  M A R L U X I A  looked as if he was about to pass out at any second. His skin was a dangerous hue of red and purple and those brilliant blue hues were rolled back into his head. It was a shame, Vanitas thought, that he’d have to ease up so soon. The raven released his grip, allowing the man to gasp a breath of air. While he writhed and struggled to breathe, Vanitas took the opportunity to grind against his prostate, pounding him into the bed in rough, merciless motions. 

He could feel himself close to the climax of his orgasm. With every thrust of his hips, and every pained gasp from the man before him, he was growing more and more desperate for that sweet release. His fingers fluttered across Marluxia’s neck, tracing the bruises of his fingerprints and the redness of his skin. 

In a final, desperate rut, Vanitas pulled out of the man and spilled his hot seed. It splattered against Marluxia’s chest, painting his body in an abstract design of milky white. He groaned loudly, his face screwed in a concentrated orgasm, and the pleasure lasted for several seconds before his cock relaxed. 

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---  V A N I T A S  could hear the fear in Deidara’s voice when he stopped what he was doing to spread his ass cheeks apart. Once he started appeasing that entrance with his mouth, that anxiety turned to nervous gasps and moans; the poor kid was uncertain but obviously enjoying himself. It was exactly the sort of reaction Vanitas expected from the naive young man. Every time that asshole twitched and clenched, he could feel the muscles tighten against his tongue. 

He stopped after only a few moments; it had been enough to give Deidara a taste of what it was like to get his ass eaten out, and simultaneously enough time for Vanitas to sneakily remove his own boxers. With his cock bouncing free, he gave Deidara a pat on the ass and straightened up.

❝C’mere.❞ 

He climbed onto the bed and moved up until he could set his head in the comfort of his pillow. One hand moved to touch his own cock, slowly stroking its hardened length, while the other beckoned Deidara to climb on top of him.

❝I’m gonna fill you up,❞ he promised with a devilish smile and half-lidded eyes. ❝Gonna sit you on my cock, baby boy.❞

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--- T H E  S O U N D  of Marluxia’s voice was cut off by his fingers tightening around his throat. He was already digging his nails into pale flesh, threatening to bruise it with his merciless grip. Harder? He could choke him harder, but Marluxia was pushing the boundaries of pure violence. The kinky bastard probably liked it that way. Perhaps it was the one thing they shared in common. 

❝Choke me what,❞ he snarled, sinking his thumb deeper into Marluxia’s throat. He was going to humiliate him; the pinkette had enjoyed his raunchy tactics so far and Vanitas had a hunch that he would like this as well.

He gave another quick thrust, burying his cock deep into the other’s prostate. The color on Marluxia’s face was darkening as his oxygen was threatened and the battle between immense satisfaction and life-threatening terror had begun. 

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--- S W E E T  W H I N E S  of pleasure and deep, low sighs from the boy below him was all the confirmation he needed: he was still sober enough to work that little asshole into submission. Even with wild colors dancing through his vision and what sounded like whispers in the depths of his eardrums, he remained focused on the task at hand. A few seconds later, he dared to add a third digit.

Deidara had shifted when he wasn’t paying attention. The blond was on his knees now, legs spread and completely spread for Vanitas’s convenience. He straightened up and watched his glistening fingers slip in and out of that tight entrance, mesmerized by the way it pulsed and clenched on its own. With Deidara’s legs spread as they were, it gave him a perfect view. 

❝Mmm... look at you.❞ He spoke under his breath, studying the way that Deidara tightened around his digits. ❝You’re such a pretty little boy.❞

A soft snicker escaped his lips and he stopped fingering the boy. In the brief instance that there was nothing to penetrate that eager entrance, Vanitas pulled those cheeks apart and dipped the tip of his tongue into that little pink knot. He hummed, alternating between dragging his tongue across the outside and burrowing deep inside. 

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--- T H E  S I G H T  of Marluxia squirming feverishly against festive restraints--restraints that he had thought to utilize--was an image that would be burned into the back of his skull for weeks to come. It was ravish and more enchanting than this ridiculous party could have hoped to be. Every well-aimed thrust brought a ripple of pleasure throughout his body and the intense gratification only coaxed him to move harder. Faster. Deeper.

The filthy remark about his size brought a twisted smirk to his lips; he was cocky and knew very well the size of his manhood was built to please.

❝Yeah,❞ he hissed. ❝You love my big cock, don’t you?❞

He was cruelly violating the man before him and Marluxia was enjoying every second of it. Golden eyes fixated on the sight of that thick cock bouncing shamelessly in front of him. With every thrust of his body, more pre-cum glistened on the head of Marluxia’s cock. Vanitas growled in an animal-like way. Instead of reaching for the pinkette’s manhood, he grabbed his throat and gave it another squeeze.

❝That’s not all you like,❞ he hissed, pressing his thumb into the other’s airway.

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---  T H E  W A Y   that Deidara lowered his back and raised his bottom in the air granted him easier access to the other’s pulsing entrance. It also allowed him to press his clothed erection against the back of the other’s thigh, as if to taunt him with its mere presence. He could feel the way Deidara’s body was tightening around his finger, adjusting itself to the strange new sensation of being penetrated by such a probing object. His finger wriggled for a moment more while he basked in the sounds of Deidara’s whines. 

❝You can barely take this,❞ he teased with a snicker of doubt. ❝But it’s cute how you’re being so desperate.❞

A wave of dizziness washed over him. The heated moment had been so consuming that he had forgotten about the acid they had popped earlier. How many hours had it been since they were tripping on the second floor of that old building? It seemed like decades had passed, but here he was getting another splash of heavy colors behind his eyes, blinding him.

Vanitas lowered his head, resting his cheek against the other’s spine. The sheen of sweat from Deidara’s skin felt cool against his face. A quiet sigh escaped his mouth and he struggled to concentrate on the boy beneath him. Deidara was eagerly awaiting the best damn sex of his life and he was having a trip to Wonderland.

A second digit began to tease the hot muscle of Deidara’s entrance. As most of his hand was slick with lubricant, he slipped in his ring finger with ease. The two fingers together gave more pleasure than a single one, and he quickly alternated between pumping them inside and scissoring them. 

❝I can’t wait to be inside of you...❞ he whispered, his breath hot and heavy against Deidara’s curved spine. The drugs were making him move slower, sloppier, but he was determined not to let it corrupt their moment.

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--- H O L D I N G  B A C K  another visual observation--the fact that Deidara was going to make himself nervous if he kept peeking over his shoulder like a child-- Vanitas kept his mouth closed and instead focused his attention on the tight ring of muscle at the tip of his finger. The idea of anal penetration was disturbing to some, disgusting to others, but he found nothing disgraceful in the act. The part of Deidara’s flesh he was touching now was no less sexual than a cock or a cunt. It brought pleasure to both parties, so Vanitas was shameless.

He also knew from experience that many people were turned on by the filthy, blunt observations of sex. When he mentioned the tightness of Deidara’s asshole, he hadn’t missed the flush of embarrassment that crossed his cheeks or the slightly higher pitch to his voice when he called him a jerk. Deidara was stubborn, but it was easy to tell that he liked the way Vanitas was talking.

❝ I’m serious. ❞ He leaned over Deidara, molding his body over the boy’s spine and speaking low and close to his ear. ❝ I don’t know if your tight little ass can handle the size of my cock. ❞

With this, he plunged his finger deep into Deidara’s hole, giving it a wiggle against the tight muscle.

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--- T H E R U S H  of adrenaline, whether it was from the act of raunchy sex or the high that was still ebbing through his bloodstream, was enough to switch his body into overdrive. The moment his cock found the deepest muscle of Marluxia’s body, he started to thrust his hips in a rhythmic beat. The steady movement, as rough as it was, would knock the mattress into the headboard. Each time he threw himself into the other man, the bed shook and thumped against the wall with a loud, satisfying noise. He couldn’t get enough of it.

Nor could he get enough of the high-pitched whines that escaped Marluxia’s throat, a sound that was somewhere between a gasp and a cry of pleasure. 

Vanitas echoed the other man’s voice with a husky gasp of his own. The friction of his cock pounding into Marluxia’s tight ass made him feel filthy. 

Everything about fucking Marluxia made him feel filthy.

❝ Fuck! ❞ He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of Marluxia’s bottom as he mercilessly thrust inside of him. Fucking him like this was almost painful for himself; if the pinkette wasn’t used to getting stretched open with the girth of a cock, he most certainly would be screaming.