Taiu Dead: Part 4

Taiu Dead: Part 4

Taiu opened the door to Katsu's room. The metal walls were draped in sheer red and purple cloth that matched the pillows surrounding the large inlaid heart-shaped bed in the center of the floor. A door on the far end led to a walk-in closet full of her clothes and costumes. In three corners were black tables with a wide variety of sex toys on each. A makeup desk with a heart-shaped mirror sat in the fourth corner. Hanging from the ceiling, a red chandelier glowed enticingly.

In the center of the room was a beautiful girl propped up on pillows in the bottom point of the heart facing him. She was dressed in a sheer pink nightgown that barely reached her upper thighs, pink silk panties beneath. She had no bra however, so two small pert areolas could be seen through the fabric stretched over her generously-sized chest. Her figure was striking, the sort that made the other female dolls jealous. Her face had soft curves to it, heart-shaped with large full lips glossed pink. Her eyes fawn-like with pink contacts, the lashes framing them long, thick and curled. Her hair was thick and silken and held in pigtails and was also a bright shade of pink. Slender fingers tipped with pink nails held onto the stick of a round cherry lolly she pulled slowly from her mouth, spinning it between her lips with a little suckle at it's tip before she took it out. Licking her lips, she looked up at Taiu expectantly.

Taiu knew exactly why Katsu was the lead doll of their house, and why she was the most sought after and highest price among them. Taiu was dressed in a sleeveless button-down black shirt with a wide pointed red collar, and black trousers that were tight at his thighs and went straight from the knee down, covering all but the toe of his black leather boots. On his wrists were black jellies. His white skin prickled a little with goosebumps as he watched her, and he felt a shift in those trousers that caused him to blush and he bowed, clasping his hands in front of himself, staring at the floor. Hoping it would look as a gesture of respect, instead of concealment.

"I..er..you called for me, Katsu?" He managed meekly.

Katsu giggled. She knew exactly what she did and shifted her thighs, sucking on her lolly again for a moment before replying. "Yes, we've got a new recruit coming in, but he can't get here on his lonesome. I need you to go to the science institute of Nalia and bring him back here."

Taiu, confused, looked back up at his elder curiously with a cant of his head. "I thought our new recruits only came from the scientists."

Katsu looked a little annoyed for being questioned, but smirked after a second and turned slightly onto her side to give him a better view of her ass and make him blush again. That made her feel better. "Doctor Sol told me that he was originally being used as a test subject for a new kind of rapid cell regeneration and some sort of remote limb movement."

'Remote limb movement?' Taiu pondered to himself silently.

Katsu continued after taking another lick from her lolly. "When they were done they were just going to scrap him for parts, but Doctor Sol saw the sexual potential in him and decided to bring him here."

"So that's my job, then." Taiu folded his arms over his chest, rather put-upon.

"Well, we all drew straws and you weren't there. So you lost out." Katsu giggled and pointed a pink pedicured toe at Taiu. "Nice tent."

Taiu had forgotten about that. Blushing and covering himself, he shuffled out of the room, shutting the door behind himself to lean against it. When he left their house, he was still a little damp from the quickest cold shower he'd ever taken.

Taiu had to take the monorail to Nalia, it was two cities away. The ride was pleasant enough. It was the middle of the night so the cars were mostly empty. He arrived at the science institute, it had just become lights-out. A note on the door instructed him on where to go to find Quentin.. 'Quentin, what a cute name.' Taiu thought to himself as he headed inside and shut the door behind himself, crossing through the large, dark empty lobby to climb up the main stairs.

He'd gotten lost twice even with the directions, the upper-level halls within the institute were labyrinthian. He felt like a tiny white muse looking for a piece of cheese. He finally found his destination however, with a simple wooden door that bared a plaque with "Quentin: 777" on the front. Just like his directions stated. He slid a hand up to the knob and opened the door gently, peeking his head into the room first before his feet followed. "Hello?"

The room looked rather empty, at first. Machenery lined two walls to the left and right, a curtain in front of him. He realized there must be more behind it as he heard a noise when he stepped forward. "Is there someone in here? Quentin?" Taiu was starting to get afraid.. It was lights-out after all, and he didn't know anything about this Quentin person. "It's Taiu, I'm here to pick you up."

"For a life of one sort of servitude, instead of another?" A smooth, soft voice came from behind the curtain.

Taiu approached hesitantly, pulling back a little to peek behind it. He blushed darkly, then. That side of the room was set up like a boy's room, the bed four-poster with different colored balls at the end of each post and stripes going up along them. The blankets were blue, and had patterns of old fashioned jesters dancing over them. His dresser matched the bed and had jester marionetts sitting atop it, dangling and staring with dead eyes and creepy grins. All over the floor were various dolls and children's toys. Trains, building blocks, coloring books, paper and crayons with rudamentary drawings scribbled upon them.. Quentin himself was seated in a large blue velvet throne in the back corner of the room. He was a sensory overload. His face was beautiful, like a Bottacelli angel with it's youth and full, girlish lips. His eyes were as large as his own, a mix of blue and violet in shade. His skin had a milky peach color to it, his hair hanging like silk, at least four feet in length. It started out brown at the root, turning blonde halfway down.

Quentin was dressed in a tiny navy blue and white sailor's suit. He had a slender, lean beautiful body, except for a few very noticable flaws. His legs ended mid-thigh, his right arm ending halfway from his elbow to his wrist, and his left arm wasn't attached to his body at all. His left arm was on the right side of him. Detatched from his body. Yet still moving, his slender fingers playing in his hair. Quentin regarded Taiu with a half-lidded look. "Does your job hurt?"

Taiu was a little taken aback by that question at first, until it hit him. "You're a virgin.." It wasn't his first time meeting a virgin, he'd seen a few new dolls before their first clients. They were scared and naive, and always cried after the first time. Taiu remembered his first. The man was large and frightening and it was painful, he wasn't gentle at all.

"What is a virgin?" Quentin's detached arm lowered to drape over the one propping him up as he considered Taiu with mild curiosity veiled with suspicion.

The innocent sincerity of that question made Taiu chuckle, grinning. "A virgin is someone who hasn't had sex." He was given a chiding look from Quentin for his laughter and Taiu quickly sobered, clearing his throat and looking toward the carpeted floor. "Sorry.." His snowy brows quirked as pink eyes glanced up at blue-violet ones. "Do you know what sex is?"

"I am aware of what sex is." Quentin lifted his hand and flicked it rapidly at Taiu irritably. "I've just never had to do it before, is all." To Taiu's great amusement, Quentin started to look rather shy, lowering his eyes. "I just wanted to know if it hurt. The scientists never gave me the details of it."

Taiu made up his mind.. He didn't want sweet Quentin's first time to be with some lecherous old man. He moved to kneel before the throne, bowing his head reverently. "I ask my my prince to show him the ways of the body." He spoke quietly. Quentin eyed him for a second, then laughed as he moved his hand to brush gently over Taiu's soft white hair. "I'm not a prince, idiot.. But-- If it were anyone to teach me, I suppose I could do worse." As Taiu looked up at Quentin, the quadriplegic jerked his head toward the bed. "Take me over there."

Taiu looked over Quentin slowly. The fingers from Quentin's detached arm started to claw their way over to the bed, where his arm pulled itself up onto the bedspread. Quentin looked at the albino expectantly and held up his three-quarters arm. Taiu leaned down to scoop him up, carrying him to the bed where he laid him down. Quentin was roughly the size of a child without his legs. Taiu marveled at how innocent he looked surrounded by those dancing jesters in his sailor outfit.

"Pretty.." Taiu whispered softly as he crawled up to rest a knee on either side of Quentin's thighs. Quentin's hand crawled up to rest against his own chest so the arm could bend and fingertips could brush lightly over Taiu's lips. Taiu found it surreal, an arm that moved free of it's body. As he kissed those soft fingertips against his lips, his tongue darting out to catch a quick taste, he felt a heat rise within his groin. Everything about Quentin felt unreal. He almost felt as if he could do anything, unabashed.

Quentin's cheeks colored faintly as he slid his hand into Taiu's hair, pulling him down gently into a kiss. Taiu lost himself in those soft plush lips, his eyes sliding shut. He parted his lips after a few moments and tentatively licked Quentin's open so he could explore the inside of his mouth, discovering he'd eaten chocolate not too long ago. Quentin was shy and awkward about the kiss at first, but it only took a short while for the hunger in his kiss to drive Taiu wild.

Time seemed to hold no more meaning as the two lost their clothing in a flurry of fabric and motion, Taiu's hips settled firmly against Quentin's between his thighs. Quentin whimpered softly as he curled his hand loosely into Taiu's hair. "What.. What's going on? It's so hot.." Quentin rested his weight against his elbow so he could see between them, his youthful features taking on a slightly panicked look. "What are they doing?"

Taiu chuckled breathlessly as he slid his hand down to curl his fingers around their erections, rubbing them together slowly. "When you get excited, your penis gets hard like this. You see how wet it's getting?" Quentin let out a low groan and Taiu shivered as he ran his fingertip over their heads, spreading around the moisture that started leaking out. "This.. this is called semen.. A lot more will come out soon."

Taiu let go for a moment to reach down into his clothes, coming back with a small tube. He felt those blue-violet eyes on him as he twisted it open and squeezed some of the slick clear liquid over his and Quentin's fingers. "While I do this to you, do it to me. So you can learn." He positioned Quentin's arm behind himself just so, giving him a reassuring smile and a gentle kiss. "It will feel strange at first, but then it will feel good." He spread Quentin's thighs a little more and pushed two fingers into him slowly.

Quentin cried out and arched, his erection jerking as a little stream of precum shot out over his stomach. Taiu started moving his fingers in deeper slowly, until they were all the way in. Quentin panted as he tried to compose himself and propped himself up a little on his leg stobs and elbow. "Now do it to me." Taiu whispered quietly.

Quentin was a little awkward as he slipped his fingers in, having a slightly easier time of it than Taiu had. Then again, Quentin was much tighter. Letting out a soft moan, Taiu rocked back against Quentin's hand. He instructed Quentin how to finger, showing him where the prostate was and just how to rub it until they were both so close to the edge it was near painful.

When Taiu traded his fingers with his throbbing extension, they both let out whimpered cries at once. "It hurts." Quentin trembled though his erection didn't soften. His hand had crawled up to curl around Taiu's shoulder, arm wrapped around his. His nails were digging in. Tears were threatening to fall.

Taiu instantly moved his hand to brush over Quentin's cheeks, kissing him softly. "It will stop hurting soon." Quentin looked pensive but Taiu had to push himself in entirely so it would hurt less. He kissed him again, then gripped his hips and shoved quickly, taking in a quick breath as he felt hot tight walls engulfing all of him. Quentin's nails dug in deeper as he let out a choked sound.

Taiu held Quentin for a little while, nuzzling him until he stopped trembling. After he started moving for a little while, Quentin's pain abated and his whimpers turned into moans. They became impatient not long after the pain was gone, the need for release causing their bodies to pound against one another with animal lust. Sweat glimmered off of their skin as their lips met again and again between moans and gasps.

Taiu felt liquid heat starting to build within his groin again, tingling from stomach to toes. When he stood on the razor's edge he took hold of Quentin's length and stroked him to his. He let out a gasped cry as his body jerked and he filled him, his stomach becoming soaked shortly afterward following a scream from Quentin.

Quentin decided he liked the act enough to go home with Taiu. They set him up in a room very similar to his old one, only without the surgical area. Dr. Sol had even made him a small electric wheelchair that looked like a gold and blue-velvet throne. Taiu noticed Dr. Sol had apparently taken quite a shine to Quentin, as he acquiesced to all of his demands, even so far as Taiu being his bedmate whenever he pleased. Taiu didn't mind in the least, he liked the quadriplegic little prince a lot more than most of the dolls, who he had a rather foul attitude toward.

His first night there, Taiu slept in Quentin's bed with him, curled up with him in a pair of matching sky blue sheep pajamas. Taiu's fingers twirled a strand of brown and gold between them, a soft smile curling his lips. "I'm glad you decided to live with us, Quentin."

Quentin's remote arm was draped over Taiu's shoulders, his hand rubbing his arm gently. Quentin kissed the albino's temple softly. "I think I'll like it here. I think I like Dr. Sol, too."

Taiu laughed and snuggled him. "Good luck. If only we could all be so lucky to find love."