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Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 2

This entry is part 2 of 7 in the series Weiss Kruez On the Run

© 2006 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a continuation of a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– LEAVING –

It was inevitable, of course. Any assassin would know that. One couldn’t stay in one place too long or one got caught.

Killed.

Aya told himself that as he packed the bag that was always half full. His other bag was still packed from the previous night, still sitting downstairs where Omi had left it. He’d known that they probably wouldn’t be able to stay where they were for long but… But this time he’d allowed himself to hope, to think that maybe things would calm down enough for him to enjoy life a little.

Ha! Not in the cards for Ran Fujimiya. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 2

Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 1

This entry is part 1 of 7 in the series Weiss Kruez On the Run

© 2006 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a continuation of a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

Please note that this fic falls AFTER my Night Out fic.

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– SUSPICIOUS DATA –

Ken was warm and happy. Happier than he’d been for a long time. Content. He snuggled down closer into the body he was wrapped around. Smaller, but firmly packed in all the right places.

Ken smiled. Omi.

He nuzzled the younger man’s neck, letting Omi’s sweet, vanilla smell lull him back to sleep. Omi wiggled back into the bend of Ken’s body, pressing that sweet little ass against…

Now Ken was awake. His eyes snapped open, immediately full of the blurry vision of hair streaked three different shades of blond and soft neck. Wondering if Omi was fully awake, he let one of his hands trail down a smoothly muscled chest. He’d just check to see if Omi had morning wood. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – On the Run – Part 1

Nera and the Prince – 3

This entry is part 3 of 7 in the series Nera and the Prince

Please note this is #3 in a story. I highly suggest you read #1 & #2 before reading this one.

Continuing the experiment and the non-con starts.

This loosely goes with this series of images.

See the previous two chapters about how this one is mainly stream of conscious.

WARNING: non-consensual sex.

As for Aiden *sigh*. You really didn’t think I could get through a story anymore without one amazingly pretty man, did you? Oh no. I’m afraid the yaoi bug has me in its firm grip.

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He pushed up off her spent body. She couldn’t have struggled if she tried. The fire had consumed her limbs and she fully expected to deteriorate and die on the spot.

Her eyes closed, she could only guess at his movements. But her guess told her that he’d moved from the bed.

Why wasn’t she dead?

She opened her eyes to see him cross the room, staggering just a bit, to a table on which sat a few bottles and glasses. He grabbed one and poured golden liquid into a glass then drank it all in one gulp. He muttered then repeated the process.

After the second drink, he took a breath, slammed down bottle and glass, and turned back to her.

Framed by fading sunlight streaming in through door open to a balcony to the right, he was beautiful. She could admit that. He reminded her of the stallions she’d seen in the herd that roamed the valley to the east of the temple. They were sleek, magnificent creatures, as was he. Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 3

Nera and the Prince – 2

This entry is part 2 of 7 in the series Nera and the Prince

Please note this is #2 in a story. I highly suggest you read #1 before reading this one.

Continuing the experiment. Here’s where the non-con starts.

This loosely goes with this series of images.

See chap #1 for warning on how I’m writing this one.

WARNING: non-consensual sex in this chapter. Stop now if that squicks you.

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He carried her back down the same corridor and up the flight of stairs. Again, no one stopped them or spoke to him. Nera tried to adjust so that the thick meat of his shoulder didn’t dig quite so badly into her belly, but the sleek skin of his back didn’t allow much purchase. His soft, loose hair tickled her side. One big arm was wrapped securely about her thighs and she gasped in shock when his free hand came up to caress her buttock.

“Oh yes. We’re going to have some fun,” he murmured.

They passed what she thought was the door to the original bathing chamber and mounted another flight of stairs. Her braid trailed loose over her shoulder, slapping against his tight rear end as he hurried along the carpeted passage.

At last, he opened a door and went through it, kicking it closed as they passed through. Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 2

Nera and the Prince – 1

This entry is part 1 of 7 in the series Nera and the Prince

The following is an experiment. It was posted here the same day that it was written, with no beta readers to proof it. I provide this freebie read mainly because I’m pretty sure that I couldn’t sell this story. It involves non-con, you see. For those of you who don’t know what that is, it’s rape. Nera does not in any way, shape or form consent to what’s happening to her.

This loosely goes with a series of images that I started a few years ago and have lately been playing with again. They can be seen here.

Fair warning I have no end in mind for this. Really. I’m just kind of writing. There’s no special climax I’m working for nor a set goal I’ve got for “ending” the story. This is just kind of going along. I don’t really know how far I’m going to take this. It could go far or it could stop after a few installments. Might depend on if people like it or not *g*

I hope you like.

WARNING: non-consensual sex in future chapters. Stop now if that squicks you.

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Nera stumbled forward and fell to her knees on the smooth, hard tiles of the bathing chamber floor. Frightened, she scrambled to the side, anxious to avoid the man behind her.

He stood just inside the doorway, the thick rough blue silk of his robe settling about his tall frame. He pointed to the sunken bath. “Wash yourself.”

She stared at him, eyes wide. “Please, tell me what…”

He raised a hand, back of the palm to her, poised to deal another blow.

She cringed back against the bench carved into the wall.

“Do not question. Obey and you will be treated well. Disobey and you will not. Do you understand?” Continue reading Nera and the Prince – 1

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 6 of 6

This entry is part 6 of 6 in the series Weiss Kruez Night Out

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

I’ve been asked if I’ll continue this one. The answer is yes. As soon as the boys tell me what comes next and as soon as I get some other characters’ stories out of my head.

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– MISSION COMPLETE –

Aya’s hands clenched and released the steering wheel. He kept a close eye on the speedometer, aware that he was entirely likely to put on too much speed in his current state of mind.

Beside him, Omi’s fingers clacked on the laptop, recording Aya’s version of the mission. The whole thing had gone without a hitch and Aya hadn’t gotten to kill anyone. Which was a shame. He’d wanted to. He’d very nearly needed to. He was so frustrated, he could have taken on Schwartz and Shrient and still gone looking for more. All because what he really wanted to do was shove his cock so far into Kudoh Yohji’s hot little ass that the slut knew he’d been branded. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 6 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 5 of 6

This entry is part 5 of 6 in the series Weiss Kruez Night Out

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS –

Yohji lay on his bed, sulking. An ashtray with the butts from half a pack of cigarettes lay on his chest, his fingers holding yet another cigarette above it. American blues played from his CD player, a fitting soundtrack, he thought, for his current blue mood.

Aya hadn’t even been gone three hours! Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 5 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 4 of 6

This entry is part 4 of 6 in the series Weiss Kruez Night Out

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– INEVITABLE COINCIDENCES –

Omi had never spent a more frustrating time in his life! Well, that wasn’t true. There were some pretty frustrating days back before the fall of Esset. And then before that, the memories he’d suppressed of the time he was kidnapped…

OK, he hadn’t spent a more sexually frustrating time in his life. Yes! That was it. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 4 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 3 of 6

This entry is part 3 of 6 in the series Weiss Kruez Night Out

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– PURE ENJOYMENT –

Yohji stared at the ceiling, wondering what the hell he’d just done.

Aya’s heart beat in time to his and the time was racing. Unthinking, seeking comfort, Yohji pressed his cheek against Aya’s head, distracting himself with the silkiness of his hair. He so didn’t want to think about it. He just wanted to enjoy before something like reality interfered. Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 3 of 6

Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 2 of 6

This entry is part 2 of 6 in the series Weiss Kruez Night Out

© 2005 Jet Mykles for the story. The characters however are not mine. Click here for more info on these beautiful kitties. Or check out the Bishonenworks WK gallery, which is where my obsession began.

Authors note: This is a work of love. Pure fan fiction. I get no payment or kickback out of this except pure enjoyment and a wish to share the image of Aya, Yohji, Ken and Omi in my head.

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– EXCELLENT OPPORTUNITY –

“Yohji!”

Yohji flinched back from the open window. “What?!”

He spun to face Ken, who leaned in his doorway, fingers hooked above him on the doorframe. It made the muscles of the bare arms poking out of his sleeveless t-shirt all the more evident. And why the hell are you noticing Ken’s body? Continue reading Weiß Kruez – Night Out – Part 2 of 6