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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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Maybe
Maybe this was wrong.
Maybe was such a leniant word. Too forgiving, too unsure. A 'maybe' could be right, could be wrong, could be somewhere in the gray area. Kiba often thought about that word, like maybe he shouldn't have dumped Shino like he did, and maybe he shouldn't have gotten mad when Shino started being Kankuro's new toy, and maybe he shouldn't have told Hinata to go fuck off because he was too busy being pissed to worry about what her beloved Naruto was eating for breakfast.
So, maybe if he hadn't done any of that, he would still have friends. You know, people who would support him, who loved him, who would stand by him. But, he didn't.
He had Akamaru.
And on nights like these, it helped. Helped so much to have the dog on top of him, on his knees on the floor like the fucking bitch that he was, knuckles white against the couch as he felt it. Helped because he would never let anyone else be this dominant, not even Shino, but Akamaru was definitely the alpha male, and Kiba would let him be, as some sort of punishment to himself.
Kiba gave a quiet whine as he got on the floor on his elbows and knees, legs spread wide, head bowed in submission as Akamaru moved forward with all of the excitement of a puppy. He didn't understand that this was wrong, didn't even understand why Kiba was using him, didn't understand why the other boy caused himself such pain, but if Kiba treated him like a superior and moved onto the floor like that, then by gods, he would fuck the human boy.
Sometimes--not often--Kiba would turn Akamaru into a clone of himself, or sometimes even Shino, but only when he felt like crying. This was not one of those nights. Kiba could feel the fur brush up against his shivering skin, calming him, soothing him. He'd already stretched himself, but this whole thing just made him nervous sometimes, like he was afraid that Shino would burst in the door and decide that he wanted him again and see them like that. Kiba could imagine the look of disgust on his former lover's face, he could see the way the door would slam behind him... but when Akamaru's cock entered him, he couldn't bring himself to care, just moaning quietly as the dog's front paws slipped off of his shoulders and hit the ground, the claws digging deep scratches into Kiba's skin.
Akamaru's bulk forced his face even lower to the ground, made him feel like nothing but a bitch, a fuckhole, something that his dog would use to get off and nothing more. And it was blissful, so blissful, because there was no emotional attachment. Kiba was punishing himself and Akamaru didn't understand the aspect of relationships at all, so there was no emotional baggage, no awkwardness in the mornings... It was really the perfect setup.
The dog growled slowly as Kiba pushed his ass back, wanting more, wanting more of his dog's cock in him, god, he wanted his dog to fuck him more than anything, just happy when Akamaru started pumping his hips. He moved in a different fashion then a human lover--faster, more excited, more... well, dog-like.
The moments grew into minutes as Kiba's forhead touched the floor, just reveling in being nothing, slime, worthless, a bitch to be used by a dog. He loved the humilation, embraced it, told himself that he deserved it for everything that he'd done.
As Akamaru's dick dug deeper into his ass, he found himself crying out, wanting this, needing this, and feeling the slick warmth as his dog--his master--came inside of him, shoving dog-cum up his ass as he thrusted in short little spurts.
Reaching down to stroke himself, Kiba found that he wasn't going to take long to finish, feeling as Akamaru pulled out of him and left him cold to go lay on his dog bed in the corner, feeling as cum dripped out of his ass and down his balls, feeling the warmth of the liquid and sickening himself for getting off on this. He shivered without the heat of the dog over him, but Akamaru didn't understand, it was just sex, something everything did, so why should there be anything intimate about it?
Kiba whimpered as he finished, biting hard on his lower lip as his cum sprayed out onto the wooden floor, moving to lift himself after a moment before just sitting down near it, watching it and feeling even more dribble down from his asshole to the floor. It was so simple, so uncomplicated. Laying on the floor, like it wasn't the product of guilt and self-loathing, like it was supposed to be there.
He watched his cum, useless on the floor, just staring as if transfixed. Maybe he should clean it up. Maybe he should take a shower. Maybe he should get his dog's jizz out of his ass. Maybe he should stop letting his dog fuck him at night.
Maybe he should apologize to Shino and Hinata.
He sighed, standing up to find a paper towel to clean it up with, and went to take that shower as Akamaru snored lightly in his corner.
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A/N: Riiight. This was another kink meme request. I'm not usually a beastiality, nor an Aka/Kiba shipper, but the opportunity for angst was too much to pass up. Anyway, thanks for reading, and I really hope you like it. :)
Maybe was such a leniant word. Too forgiving, too unsure. A 'maybe' could be right, could be wrong, could be somewhere in the gray area. Kiba often thought about that word, like maybe he shouldn't have dumped Shino like he did, and maybe he shouldn't have gotten mad when Shino started being Kankuro's new toy, and maybe he shouldn't have told Hinata to go fuck off because he was too busy being pissed to worry about what her beloved Naruto was eating for breakfast.
So, maybe if he hadn't done any of that, he would still have friends. You know, people who would support him, who loved him, who would stand by him. But, he didn't.
He had Akamaru.
And on nights like these, it helped. Helped so much to have the dog on top of him, on his knees on the floor like the fucking bitch that he was, knuckles white against the couch as he felt it. Helped because he would never let anyone else be this dominant, not even Shino, but Akamaru was definitely the alpha male, and Kiba would let him be, as some sort of punishment to himself.
Kiba gave a quiet whine as he got on the floor on his elbows and knees, legs spread wide, head bowed in submission as Akamaru moved forward with all of the excitement of a puppy. He didn't understand that this was wrong, didn't even understand why Kiba was using him, didn't understand why the other boy caused himself such pain, but if Kiba treated him like a superior and moved onto the floor like that, then by gods, he would fuck the human boy.
Sometimes--not often--Kiba would turn Akamaru into a clone of himself, or sometimes even Shino, but only when he felt like crying. This was not one of those nights. Kiba could feel the fur brush up against his shivering skin, calming him, soothing him. He'd already stretched himself, but this whole thing just made him nervous sometimes, like he was afraid that Shino would burst in the door and decide that he wanted him again and see them like that. Kiba could imagine the look of disgust on his former lover's face, he could see the way the door would slam behind him... but when Akamaru's cock entered him, he couldn't bring himself to care, just moaning quietly as the dog's front paws slipped off of his shoulders and hit the ground, the claws digging deep scratches into Kiba's skin.
Akamaru's bulk forced his face even lower to the ground, made him feel like nothing but a bitch, a fuckhole, something that his dog would use to get off and nothing more. And it was blissful, so blissful, because there was no emotional attachment. Kiba was punishing himself and Akamaru didn't understand the aspect of relationships at all, so there was no emotional baggage, no awkwardness in the mornings... It was really the perfect setup.
The dog growled slowly as Kiba pushed his ass back, wanting more, wanting more of his dog's cock in him, god, he wanted his dog to fuck him more than anything, just happy when Akamaru started pumping his hips. He moved in a different fashion then a human lover--faster, more excited, more... well, dog-like.
The moments grew into minutes as Kiba's forhead touched the floor, just reveling in being nothing, slime, worthless, a bitch to be used by a dog. He loved the humilation, embraced it, told himself that he deserved it for everything that he'd done.
As Akamaru's dick dug deeper into his ass, he found himself crying out, wanting this, needing this, and feeling the slick warmth as his dog--his master--came inside of him, shoving dog-cum up his ass as he thrusted in short little spurts.
Reaching down to stroke himself, Kiba found that he wasn't going to take long to finish, feeling as Akamaru pulled out of him and left him cold to go lay on his dog bed in the corner, feeling as cum dripped out of his ass and down his balls, feeling the warmth of the liquid and sickening himself for getting off on this. He shivered without the heat of the dog over him, but Akamaru didn't understand, it was just sex, something everything did, so why should there be anything intimate about it?
Kiba whimpered as he finished, biting hard on his lower lip as his cum sprayed out onto the wooden floor, moving to lift himself after a moment before just sitting down near it, watching it and feeling even more dribble down from his asshole to the floor. It was so simple, so uncomplicated. Laying on the floor, like it wasn't the product of guilt and self-loathing, like it was supposed to be there.
He watched his cum, useless on the floor, just staring as if transfixed. Maybe he should clean it up. Maybe he should take a shower. Maybe he should get his dog's jizz out of his ass. Maybe he should stop letting his dog fuck him at night.
Maybe he should apologize to Shino and Hinata.
He sighed, standing up to find a paper towel to clean it up with, and went to take that shower as Akamaru snored lightly in his corner.
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A/N: Riiight. This was another kink meme request. I'm not usually a beastiality, nor an Aka/Kiba shipper, but the opportunity for angst was too much to pass up. Anyway, thanks for reading, and I really hope you like it. :)