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DESPERATE : KENTAxKIM

Kenta x Kim
Smut

~ Desperate ~

Night Wind was that one place out of all in that town which truly was a place to blast the night away, no arguments. Blinding lights and booming music added the spirit, the music reverberating in a rhythmic pace, adding more life to the otherwise pensive ambience. People, especially young adults, rocked the dance floor, while drinks flowed at the bar counters. Not getting anything to lift up your mood? Take a ride to Night Wind.

"What's your choice today, handsome?"

A lad sat at the counter on a stool, with one of his feet placed on the lower rod of the stool, the other touching the floor. His left elbow rested on the table, and the right on his thigh. He was dressed simple, a black shirt with two buttons open, showing his smooth chest and a silver pendant glistening in the centre, along with shirt sleeves rolled up, showing off his muscles. His tight jeans flexed his thighs, and his shoes were black too. His simple yet elegant attire, complete with a serious yet flirting look on his dashing self, his commanding and dominating aura could make anyone go weak on their knees at his command.

Kenta edged closer to the bartender, taking her hand in his and kissing it softly. The girl blushed and leaned a bit forward, showing off her cleavage as much as possible through her tight top. Kenta knew what she was trying to do, and smirked at her.

"Anything dear," he spoke, looking deep into the girl's eyes, "As long as it's made with all your love."

The girl blushed again. After a few minutes of seducing the man with vain attempts, she went off to the other part of the counter to get his drinks, leaving the man to scan his surroundings.

Kenta visited the bar often, in order to put his shits together and get his mind out of all the troubles he faced back at his workplace. Everytime things were same. He would come, have a few shots, flirt with random women, smuggle them to his penthouse, have a rough night and next day ask them to leave, sometimes with payment. Kenta's life hadn't seen much changes in the recent times. It was neither going forward towards a good end, nor backwards towards anything horrible, just stuck in a weird monotone of somewhere in between, a continuous loop of a never ending nothingness.

But today, something was different, as Kenta's interest had diverted all of a sudden. Some pair of feminine eyes were approvingly staring at his features, but he paid no heed.

He was busy staring at someone.

Not too far from his seat, right at the center of the dance floor, was a boy. Due to the dazzling lights and the numerous movements of the people, Kenta couldn't see him properly, but still was reluctant to leave his sight. The boy looked young, probably of Kenta's age or even younger. He was in a white T-shirt with a big bold YES DADDY printed on it in black, tucked into a pair of skinny leather pants, which complimented his lower part a lot, so much that Kenta couldn't help but shamelessly ogle at his firm, round ass. The boy had a white hairband with furry cat ears on either sides, subtle make-up, and a glass of drink in his hand. He was dancing on the floor with all the other dipsy youths, floating to the rhythms and enjoying himself, swaying his hips from side to side and definitely trying to seduce all the people around him, sometimes grinding against any random man that came his way. His petite figure, complete with the warn seductive gaze and his pretty face was a site that could make any man go hard down below. And Kenta was no exception.

His drinks were served and the girl tried effortlessly to flirt with him, but once again, in vain. Because, Kenta's focus was already grabbed by someone else.

Kenta sipped his drink and watched the boy, scanning his body from top to bottom, his eyes glistening as if he had found his prey for the night. After three shots, he finally decided to make his move. He got up from his stool and walked up to the dance floor, elbowing the drunk bunch of people, trying to get closer to the boy. Once he reached him, he grabbed him by his waist and made him turn towards him. And that's when he saw his face with a closer view.

Beautiful. That was the only word that came in his mind. He danced for a while, matching the rhythm of the song, in order to keep company to the boy and prevent him from going to someone else. Soon they both acquainted well.

"You're gorgeous, you know," Kenta whispered into his ears, making him blush, "What's your name?"

"Kim."

"Ahh Kim...But...do you know, Kim? You look too distracted."

And yes indeed. Judging from his facial expressions, the boy looked distracted and a lot distressed.

"A bit, I guess?" Came the hesitant reply.

"Ahh I see...so...why don't I try to bring you back on track once again?" Kenta replied, his hands grabbing him tighter by his petite waist, "Wanna spend the night with me, mn?"

You did it last time, Kim. Nothing happened. You can trust this stranger, right? Right! You gotta get off your mind of the race! Anyways, he looks hot. Guess he might have a big-

"Yes," replied Kim. Kenta smiled and soon, both of them were out of the bar and were in Kenta's car, as Kenta drove away towards his penthouse, a secret which no one knew.

This night will we wild.

* * *

Kenta sat on the huge couch that faced the entire room. He pulled out a cigarette from his jeans pocket and quickly lit it. Taking a long satisfactory puff, he looked right at Kim, the cigarette still between his lips. His legs were parted, his hand grazing his bulge, a sight which made Kim shiver in excitement yet nervousness. He did not blink at all, his eyes fixed at the boy in front of him, as he obediently started taking off his clothes.

Kim took off his pants, and was about to pull off his t-shirt when Kenta spoke,

"Dont take it off...I like what's written on it. Also let your cat ears stay. You'll look sexy....a sexy little kitten."

Kim blushed and slowly pulled down his boxers. Once naked, he quickly got down on his knees and crawled toward his legs, kneeling right in front of him, his hands behind his back, his shoulders straight and his head bowed a little.

"You're trained, I see?" Kenta said, taking the cigarette off his mouth and holding it between jis fingers, "Look at me, baby boy."

The amount of power and authority that deep, husky voice held made Kim gulp. He raised his head and look up at him, his lips slightly parted he gazed at the hot and handsome face staring down at him, the look of hunger and lust glazing on his face.

"First of all things, we aren't going to kiss during this entire thing-"

"B-But-"

"Well, did I sk you to speak?" Kenta growled, as he clenched Kim's jaws in his rough fingers, glaring straight into his pupils. Kim froze.

"N-No."

"Then shut up and listen," He took another puff from his cigarette and continued, "I must see how good of a pet you can be and if you fulfill all my needs tonight then...I might consider a kiss?" That made Kim look up at him in a little more excited manner.

"What do you want your safe word to be, mn?"

"Um...Race?" Kim replied, his voice quiet.

"Really?" Kenta chuckled, "Out of all words? Still...it's fine. So...let's see how much you can race tonight."

Kenta dropped the burnt cigarette into the ash tray and got up and walked up to the huge bed that lay right at the centre of the room. He started unbottoning his shirt and soon took it off. Kim wouldn't dare to lie, the man was hot. He was ripped, his muscles strong and his light toned abs contrasting with each breath he took. Kim also noticed that there were numerous scars on his back and also near his stomach. He couldn't help but wonder....how did he get those?

"Walk up to me."

Kim got up and slowly walked up to Kenta to where he was standing, near his huge bed. As he drew closer, Kenta quickly wrapped his hand around his waist and pulled him towards himself, Kim landing right on Kenta's chest.

"You look so beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous." Kenta whispered, running his fingers on his body without any restrictions, scratching and trailing down, "Soft skin, beautiful, beautiful eyes, lovely smile...Fuck! I've never seen a boy more beautiful than you, Kim."

The way his name came out from that man's voice made Kim quiver all over, his erection growing painfully hard. Kenta didn't stop, as he trailed his fingers over the curve of his ass. "Mn...your healthy. Your skin would look so lovely, all flushed red after I spank you over and over again, have you strapped and bent over, ready for me to do as I please with your body."

Fuck why is he teasing me? What does he want?

"On my bed, pet." Kenta ordered. Kim quickly got up, crawling and lying exactly in the centre, his legs spread out and everything underneath his tshirt was visible. He looked around and still couldn't take his eyes off all the toys that lay scattered across Kenta's desk. Kenta caught him staring and smirked.

"Oh I know what you want...and I'll definitely give them to you," Kenta replied as he collected a few chosen things from his galore and came back on the bed.

"Hands in front, pet," he commanded as Kim quickly brought his hands in front of him, so that Kenta could cuff them. The handcuffs weren't the usual metal ones, but soft and leathery, with furr on the outer surface. Kenta now took a blindfold in his hands and looked at the pretty boy in front of him.

"May I?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah...." Kim trailed on, as Kenta blindfolded him. Soon, he grabbed his hands and pushed him back on the bed, as Kim fell over, and Kenta was now completely on top of him, his hands pinned on Kim's, restricting every form of his motions.

Kim couldn't see anything, so, he when he felt a an object tracing down his bare part, he couldn't help but think. A flogger? Whatever it was it was definitely doing a wonderful job of turning him on. But disappointing was it's owner, as Kenta touched the object everywhere on his body except the places he needed him to touch.

"P-Please..." Kim moaned.

"What do you need, pet?" Kenta asked, slightly pinching the inner soft portion of his thigh, making the boy whine, the tingling sensation of the pain shooting across his body like a rocket.

"Y-You....P-Please...Y-Your-"

There was the sudden sound of something dropping to the ground and everything went silent. Kim couldn't help but think what would happen next, when suddenly, he felt his legs being roughly held and lifted up in the air, and then supported on something, someone's shoulders. Before he could realise further, he felt a warm, slick lick at his hole.

The lick drew a loud moan out of him. Kim heard a chuckle, deep and dark and he was so sure that the man was smirking right now. Kenta gripped his legs tighter, grabbing him at his thighs. He then slowly travelled his right hand over the curve of his ass, his fingers spreading him even more open. He quickly puts his tongue in, licking right into Kim, his nails digging into the skin of his soft thighs as he proceeded to make him moan loudly and dirtily. Kim couldn't think anymore, and the continuous thrusts of his tongue made him want to ride his face, painting his smug face with his release.

He thrusted upwards, pushing his hips into him, so that his tongue goes deeper inside. Kenta didn't protest, but went with the flow. Soon, Kim began pushing harder into his mouth, while Kenta didn't stop assaulting his hole with his tongue.

"Fucking tight," Kenta growled as he removed his tongue from the hole, the entrance all wet and slick with his saliva. He looked down at the boy, his eyes dark with lust as he gave his hole another long lick, his gaze still fixed at the boy underneath.

"Ah...F-Fuck....ahhh..."

Kim let out a long and loud whine as felt a long rough finger being slipped into him. Kim gasped and moaned louder, as one finger quickly turn into two and suddenly they were pounding into him at such a hard, fast pace, there was no time for him to catch his breath. The fingers hit the right spot, making him arch backwards, his hands wanting to grab something but could do nothing.

"Shit! So fucking gorgeous," Kenta spoke, fingers still fucking his hole, "Letting me fuck you like this...Gosh! What will you do when you take my dick in, hm?" He slowly crawled forward, placing his mouth near the boy's ear, "Such a slut you are. I bet you want to come right now, don't you?" He took a small bite of his earlobe, sucking on that spot.

"Y-Yes....nghh...p-please...ple-please..." Kim begged helplessly.

Kenta smirked, not reducing his pace a single jot, instead his thrustings go even harder and faster.

"Not yet," He growled, "Only when I allow you...Fuck! Just look at how flushed you are...the way your little hole takes my fingers like it were made just for it. Like you were made just for me, boy."

Kim couldn't resist it. He felt hot everywhere, being stretched out like that and getting his hole ravished like that was in fact something new to him. Kim was used to rough sex without any preparation, so this thing was completely foreign.

Also....Kenta's words.

Every syllable that fell out of the man's mouth kept pushing him over to the edge and he knew wouldn't be able to hold any longer. He hadn't even touched him there yet. He hadn't even touched him everywhere. Kim thought...Fuck! What will I do when his cock-

"Can my pet come just like this? With just my fingers fucking you?" Kenta whispered, the grip on his thighs growing tighter.

"P-Please...I can....nghh....P-Please... ahhhh," Kim pleaded over and over.

"Then...will you be a good boy and come for me, hm?"

"Y-yes..."

"Ah...let's get a taste of you when you cum, alright?"

No sooner had Kenta finished his words than he quickly pulled out his fingers and wrapped his lips around Kim's dick. Kim gasped, the sudden warmth around his hard erection made him shiver. Kenta sucked in a slow pace, accelerating it soon, taking in full of Kim and coating him completely with his saliva.

"Cum."

Closing his eyes, Kenta took in all of his ejaculation and swallowed as his cum came spurting out. Kim's entire body trembled with pleasure, his orgasm rushing through him while moans continued to escape his parted lips.

Kenta didn't stop. Instead he hollowed his cheeks and sucked him harder while running his tongue beneath the underside of his cock, desperate for his taste. The way the hard erection made his throat choke, it made Kenta's bulge grow painfully harder and almost irresistible to be trapped between his pants.

"Uhh...pl-pleasee....p-put it in..." Kim moaned and Kenta knew exactly what he meant.

It's time.

Kenta quickly grabbed a condom from his desk and tore one open, his eyes still on Kim as he rolled it down his cock.

Kim raised his restrained hands over his head, crossing it at the wrist, spreading his legs as Kenta slowly crawled between. He gripped his thighs as he slowly slid into him, taking his time and giving Kim some time to adjust to his size.

Kim let out a silent gasp when he was fully inside the hilt. Kenta slowly leaned down and kissed and nipped at his neck, leaving reddish blue marks. He pushed his shirt upwards, revealing his hard, perky nipples, soon taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking and slurping at it until it was swollen and red. He does the same to his other nipple, teeth tugging at the bud.

"Y-You c-can m-move ahh...."

That was all he needed to hear. Kenta grabbed his hips and pulled back far enough that his head caught at the entrance and then thrust back mercilessly into him with so much strength that Kim screamed. Kenta quickened his pave, doing this again and again, hitting the same spot over and over again.

"So fucking tight!"

Kim couldn't see anything, he could only hear, the raspy voice of the man above him. He could feel, the feeling of being ravished so hard that every corner of his body tingled. Kenta didn't stop as he fucked the boy underneath in an animalistic pace, faster and wilder. Wild moans and groans filled the room. Kim was in ecstasy, diving into the overstimulation of pain and pleasure, that made him forget all his worries. Every thrust made his gasp, tears cascading down his cheeks underneath the blindfold. He couldn't help but feel excited at it, as he felt Kenta's tongue on his body once again, licking him off while fucking him like there was no tomorrow.

Kenta smacked him hard on his ass, creating a rhythm as he pounded away into the boy. The sound of skin against skin, together with the occasional smacks and his loud needy moans made Kenta go absolutely nuts. He could only think of one thing....

I've never fucked someone like this in my entire life. Why is he so different?

"I-I....nghh...n-need...t-to....c-cum..." Kim managed to pant.

"Aw...were you a good boy? Do you deserve to cum?" Kenta spoke, his hands kneading his ass.

"Y-Yes pl-please..."

"Cum for me, little one."

Kim shooted his release all over Kenta's face, which he licked away at ease. Kenta too came simultaneously inside the rubber. He quickly pulled out of him and opened his blindfolds and freed his hands. Kim was too tired to even speak. Exhausted to the core, he just laid back, as Kenta covered him in his soft blankets after cleaning him a bit and soon joined him under the covers.

Kenta had never felt like this before. This warm tingling feeling of wanting someone, caring for them, protecting them had never occured to him. But now that he was seeing a beautiful face fast asleep near his chest, under his arms, made his heart beat like crazy. All his life he had never felt like that for even once. Then why now?

Kenta smiled, as he saw the boy scooting closer to his chest for warmth. He pulled him closer and engulfed him within himself, his eyes never leaving his face. He's beautiful, indeed. Kenta didn't know what would happen the next day, but one thing he was very sure of was that...he was falling in love.

Just as he was about to drift away in slumber, ge heard a notification pop up in his mobile. He turned around to check the message and in a second, his mood was ruined by seeing the sender's name. He opened the message and as soon as he read the contents....he froze.

The message held a picture which was none but a photo of the same boy who lay asleep in his arms right now. Underneath was a short text, written:

Boss: Your next target. Exterminate him from this Earth within 3 days...without any fail.


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KK starts!! Another unholy chapter for your unholy souls!

This cp has continuations, but not very orderly. Dw! Y'all will understand it once y'all read :')

Also, to those people who are going to read this at night....GO TO BED!

Till then, see ya<3

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