His left hand closed over Miles’ crossed
wrists, crushing them together until the bones grated. Miles winced. The
wrists were pinned to the small of his back, pushing his chest forward.
Teeth caught a hardened nipple, grinding it
until he heard a hiss escape from Miles’ mouth. His tongue lapped against
the tip, pushing it back and forth. Miles’ wrists twisted in his hand.
Kaminogi tightened his grasp until Miles stilled.
Miles let out an unsteady breath, slowly
and carefully not to make a sound. His face was flushed. Hot. He kept his
eyes on the slow spin of the ceiling fan, watching the blades turn. He
grimaced, when the teeth bit down harder and pulled him back to the present
again.
A thumb grazed over the other nipple,
firming it with the slightest contact. Then the pad of the finger pressed
down on the hardened flesh, letting it up. Pulling and kneading it until a
moan finally was wrenched from Miles’ throat.
Kaminogi’s mouth pulled away. The little
bud was shiny with saliva. Miles quivered, when Kaminogi blew on it
softly. After a brief kiss on Miles’ mouth, he worked on the other nipple.
Touching only the hard morsel with the tip
of his tongue at first, wetting it. A slow circle traced the small areola,
then the tongue lashed against the nipple – pushing it side to side.
He held to Miles’ wrists harder, when the
struggles renewed. This time, Miles was trying to slide himself off his
lap. With his free hand, he held Miles by nape of his neck. He was pulled
closer and the fight ended as soon as it began.
“K..Kami…” Miles’ voice was broken. And
although that was all he said, Kaminogi knew what he wanted. Miles’ bulge
was pressed against his. Their tucked erections rubbed against each other,
the fabric of their pants made the sensations even more maddening.
And even as aroused as Miles was, his body
shaking with need, he refused to ask. Everything had to be taken from him.
Miles did not know how to give.
“Are you going to behave?”
The slightest nod was all Miles could give
him. Kaminogi’s hand left Miles’ neck and worked to undo the zipper of his
own pants, pulling out his cock first. He took his time undoing Miles’
pants. Instead, sliding his fingers over the straining erection until Miles
hissed at him.
“A little impatient?”
The eyes that stared down at him were the
same fierce ones that wanted to devour him in court. It made Kaminogi
smile.
“We are already running late,” Kaminogi
said softly, palming their cocks together, the undersides pressed together.
“Shut…up…”
Slow start at first, so he could watch
Miles’ face. Then the strokes came harder, faster. the only moisture had
been dripped from the droplets of precum. The sensitive nerves rubbing
against each other. His grip on the shafts was hard and might have been
painful.
Miles came first, crying out as he did so.
Until he was certain Miles had drained completely, he allowed himself to
cum. Thick viscous fluid spilled over his hands and stained both of their
pants. Kaminagi continued to pull at their cocks until both had lost their
hardness. Miles fell against Kaminagi, panting.
For awhile, neither moved or spoke.
“The court will be in session in 10 minutes,” Kaminagi said.
Miles pushed himself away after his wrists was released. A
little dazed, Miles dressed as Kaminagi got up to use the bathroom that was
in the corner of his office. His mind was still whirling and his body still
tingling, even as he wrapped the cravat around his neck. When Kaminagi came
out, he was drying his hands with a hand towel he had snatched from the
cabinet.
“We didn’t have time to discuss the hearsay evidence,” Kaminagi
said and tossed the damp towel to him. Miles caught it and dabbed at the
wetness on his slacks as best as he could. “I am sure we can do what we
always did…”
Another glare at Kaminogi.
Kaminagi snatched the tan accordion folder from the desk and
tucked it one arm. The coffee he had left beside the folder had gone cold.
He made his way toward the door way and raised the mug to Miles then took a
sip from it.
“Better get a move on, counselor. The judge threatened contempt
orders when we were late last time.”
Kaminogi gave Miles a wayward grin.
“See you in court, kitten.”
