Alphabet drabble
The alphabet fairy's still taking prompts here if you're interested.
C
Culmination for rizuka
Viewfinder. Asami/Akihito. PG13.
At the taste of Asami's kiss, Akihito felt the fight flooded out of him. The older man licked his lips with the flat of his tongue. He coaxed Akihito's tongue out of the confine of his lips, not even bothering to seal their mouths together.
"Don't," he told Akihito after they broke the kiss.
Akihito laughed, or sobbed. He didn't know which. It didn't matter. It wouldn't change the fact that this was it. The culmination of all the catch me if you can that he'd played for years. He was never able to escape, even the brief time he thought he had was nothing but an illusion Asami allowed him to have.
"You've ruined me for better things," Akihito spat.
Asami held him close, closer than before; arms encasing Akihito's torso almost painfully. "Good," he said. "Good."
D
Desecrate for nherizu
Vampire Knight. Zero/Kaname. PG13. Warning: blood
Darkness slid into his heart; it settled there like a child into its mother's arms. Every time he did this, it lingered, ever longer, whispering sweet promises laced with pin pricks of guilt.
"Trash," Kaname called him. His prim persona shed beautifully around him behind closed door. Every word a barb. Every touch intending to hurt. Though Kaname was the one giving, Zero felt empty each time he emerged from the room.
Zero licked salty skin, fangs sinking in one perfect push. Rust flooded his mouth. It should taste vile, not warm and brimming with sunlight; it should not taste like the tender kisses of life and sustenance. But it was. And he hardly could stop. Every mouthful a gift.
"Stop." Kaname never let him past fourth mouthfuls. His hand clenched painfully around Zero's shoulder, drawing blood even as he pushed Zero away.
Zero panted, licking spilt blood from his lips, savoring. He took two steps back and leaned against the cracks and tatters on the wall. And after Kaname closed the door behind his back, every time, as he slid down to the floor, he wondered what had become of that boy who once patrolled the night dormitory with anger in his eyes.
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/stares dejectedly at the hours
I don't want the weekend to end! /crai
C
Culmination for rizuka
Viewfinder. Asami/Akihito. PG13.
At the taste of Asami's kiss, Akihito felt the fight flooded out of him. The older man licked his lips with the flat of his tongue. He coaxed Akihito's tongue out of the confine of his lips, not even bothering to seal their mouths together.
"Don't," he told Akihito after they broke the kiss.
Akihito laughed, or sobbed. He didn't know which. It didn't matter. It wouldn't change the fact that this was it. The culmination of all the catch me if you can that he'd played for years. He was never able to escape, even the brief time he thought he had was nothing but an illusion Asami allowed him to have.
"You've ruined me for better things," Akihito spat.
Asami held him close, closer than before; arms encasing Akihito's torso almost painfully. "Good," he said. "Good."
D
Desecrate for nherizu
Vampire Knight. Zero/Kaname. PG13. Warning: blood
Darkness slid into his heart; it settled there like a child into its mother's arms. Every time he did this, it lingered, ever longer, whispering sweet promises laced with pin pricks of guilt.
"Trash," Kaname called him. His prim persona shed beautifully around him behind closed door. Every word a barb. Every touch intending to hurt. Though Kaname was the one giving, Zero felt empty each time he emerged from the room.
Zero licked salty skin, fangs sinking in one perfect push. Rust flooded his mouth. It should taste vile, not warm and brimming with sunlight; it should not taste like the tender kisses of life and sustenance. But it was. And he hardly could stop. Every mouthful a gift.
"Stop." Kaname never let him past fourth mouthfuls. His hand clenched painfully around Zero's shoulder, drawing blood even as he pushed Zero away.
Zero panted, licking spilt blood from his lips, savoring. He took two steps back and leaned against the cracks and tatters on the wall. And after Kaname closed the door behind his back, every time, as he slid down to the floor, he wondered what had become of that boy who once patrolled the night dormitory with anger in his eyes.
---
/stares dejectedly at the hours
I don't want the weekend to end! /crai