The Tattoo Chapter eighty-three
Warning for sex between Nino and the emperor, I promise that it isn't that bad but you really do have to read this chapter >.<
Nino braced himself, his body tense as he felt the head of the emperor’s small penis pressing against his anus. He was taking his time applying his poisons determined not to rise suspicion in the man that had been out to woo and flatter him all evening. Thankfully Satonori seemed disinclined to do the things that he had been expecting but Nino knew that this was part of the emperor’s own seduction. He wasn’t like the people that worked here in the palace he was special a trophy that he wanted to parade around in front of his son as another weapon to hurt him, something that Nino refused to allow.
He had accepted the kisses and the touches, the feel of the expensive fruits running over his skin and then the touch of lips against his nipples. Satonori had been almost violent to them biting and nipping in a way that was designed to draw blood. But Nino took comfort in the fact that while the older man was putting holes into his soft flesh he was sticking his needles deep into his on the pretence of his nails. His stomach twisted as a low, sickening grunt, pulled from the lips of the emperor who was finding his purchase his movements made slower by the poisons that was already infecting his body.
“My flower…Your body…It is so beautiful around me…Never have I felt one so good…” Satonori panted his foul breath flowing over his body in waves and Nino let out a moan in response digging his nails and his needles in deep loving the feeling of them tugging on the skin for just a second before it gave way and broke in injecting his poison deep into the man’s blood stream.
“Satonori-sama…” He whimpered as the man rolled his hips around sending his prick deep as it could go his saggy balls pressing against his skin. Bile was in the back of his throat and he longed for the image of Ohno to come to his mind and comfort him but he refused to call it forth not wanting to forever associate the image of his chubby faced lover to what was happening here in this bed chamber. The man gripped at his thighs forcing his legs open further than they would have naturally gone and Nino wondered if Satonori couldn’t enjoy sex unless there was some pain involved. If that was what he wanted then he would give him that as the faster his heart was beating the faster his poisons would work in shutting him down. He let out a much louder whimper trying to focus on pain that he had been conditioned by his lord to not feel for a long time.
“Yes…Yes…My little flower…You feel so good…” The man moaned biting hard on his neck and this time Nino let out a loud almost scream noting that none of the guards that were on duty outside the emperor’s door came and he supposed that they were used to such noises coming from the bedchamber. Glad to know that they weren’t going to be disturbed he focused on his role whimpering, pleading, and begging spurring the man on until the emperor pulled out and spun him around so he was on his hands and knees like a dog. It wasn’t long before he was entered again and he was relived to feel that for all his boosting of sexual prowess, Satonori was almost at the end. Though it was still several long minutes before the ending was achieved.
The emperor thrust deeper and harder into him spilling his seed with a twitching cock and Nino bore down taking it as he fought the urge not to throw up as he gripped at the sheets in front of him his tongue fixed tightly between his teeth struggling with himself to pretend to ejaculate. His cock hadn’t been hard through most of the sex but Satonori had noticed or cared seeking only his own satisfaction. The twitching man stayed in place for a few minutes more panting loudly like a beast in heat before he dropped like a sack of stones onto him crushing him to the floor and almost breaking his nose. It took several more long minutes of panting before the man was recovered enough to move away grunting;
“Flower you are amazing…”
“You…Too…Satonori-sama…” Nino whispered in a fake pant trying hard not to notice the fingers that were at his hole forcing and pushing the ejaculate back into him as it tried to find a way out.
“Better than my son?” The man before pulling away his seed soaked fingers and running them up the centre line of his back “You have an interesting tattoo flower…I never would have believed it...” Satonori said saying the same thing countless men had said to him over the years and Nino tried to not physically shudder as the fingers trailed down the marks in a similar way that Ohno’s did. “Did my son give you this?”
Nino frowned just a little turning to look at the man that was slowly dying. At the moment there were no outward effects of the poison but he knew that it would be slowly destroying his insides sapping at his strength until he was gone. Now though that didn’t matter the man sounded so serious when asking if it was Ohno that had given him the tattoo and he was curious as to why that would be the case.
“And why would you think that it was your son my emperor?” He whispered slowly needing the man to stay as calm as possible while his poison took effect not wanting him to summon the guards.
“It wasn’t? It looks like his work…As a very young child he was always drawing…He was obsessed with dragons and tigers…” The man answered sounding almost like a caring father though Nino knew that it was simply because his poisons were shutting him down giving him a stated glow much like that of the orgasm he had just had. Nino almost hissed his hand going to his back wondering if such a thing was possible. Every little thing that Ohno had said about his tattoo was coming forth in his mind and a wave of disbelief clawed through him. "Forgive me, my flower…My head is light…Your body has intoxicated me…”
“…I…” Nino said trying desperately to keep up the act when all he wanted to do was confront his love and have him tell him the truth. “I am tired myself, my emperor…”
“Then we shall sleep and I will take you again later…” Satonori laughed pulling him into his body his fingers working at his anus and Nino buried his face into his neck pressing his last needle deep into the man’s chest around his nipple making to catch him with his nail yet again to create an alibi if he noticed it though soon it would be too late, his poisons were finally taking their affect and he could already feel the emperors grip losing on him. He kissed the rubbery neck though determined to remain professional though his mind had been suddenly thrown into turmoil.
The emperor gave gasp moving away from him slowly his breathing becoming sharp as the final poison mixed with that already in his system to become a deadly fire that even his blood would not be able to cure. It wasn’t as potent as the poison that he had been making but it would serve his macabre purpose. It was strange how quickly the poison kicked in once it had taken hold, only a minute ago Satonori had been laughing but now his skin had taken on a bluish grey colour and his lips were slowly turning blue as he stared up at him with eyes that seemed too large for his face. The man’s hands came to his throat as if he were choking and Nino almost smiled shifting himself and pulling on his robe. “Flo…wer…Help…”
“I am not a flower…” Nino hissed softly flicking out his long hair so it spilled down his back like a river of polished ebony fixing the man with a cold stare “I am the poisoned spider…” Satisfaction shot through his system when he saw the dull recognition in the man’s blood shot eyes “My lord bid me come to you and end your life, Satonori-sama, it was just a job for me until I met you but now I am going to enjoy the things that I do to you…”
TBC
A/N: I apologise! I’m really not happy with this chapter but I couldn’t wait to end Satonori >.<
Nino braced himself, his body tense as he felt the head of the emperor’s small penis pressing against his anus. He was taking his time applying his poisons determined not to rise suspicion in the man that had been out to woo and flatter him all evening. Thankfully Satonori seemed disinclined to do the things that he had been expecting but Nino knew that this was part of the emperor’s own seduction. He wasn’t like the people that worked here in the palace he was special a trophy that he wanted to parade around in front of his son as another weapon to hurt him, something that Nino refused to allow.
He had accepted the kisses and the touches, the feel of the expensive fruits running over his skin and then the touch of lips against his nipples. Satonori had been almost violent to them biting and nipping in a way that was designed to draw blood. But Nino took comfort in the fact that while the older man was putting holes into his soft flesh he was sticking his needles deep into his on the pretence of his nails. His stomach twisted as a low, sickening grunt, pulled from the lips of the emperor who was finding his purchase his movements made slower by the poisons that was already infecting his body.
“My flower…Your body…It is so beautiful around me…Never have I felt one so good…” Satonori panted his foul breath flowing over his body in waves and Nino let out a moan in response digging his nails and his needles in deep loving the feeling of them tugging on the skin for just a second before it gave way and broke in injecting his poison deep into the man’s blood stream.
“Satonori-sama…” He whimpered as the man rolled his hips around sending his prick deep as it could go his saggy balls pressing against his skin. Bile was in the back of his throat and he longed for the image of Ohno to come to his mind and comfort him but he refused to call it forth not wanting to forever associate the image of his chubby faced lover to what was happening here in this bed chamber. The man gripped at his thighs forcing his legs open further than they would have naturally gone and Nino wondered if Satonori couldn’t enjoy sex unless there was some pain involved. If that was what he wanted then he would give him that as the faster his heart was beating the faster his poisons would work in shutting him down. He let out a much louder whimper trying to focus on pain that he had been conditioned by his lord to not feel for a long time.
“Yes…Yes…My little flower…You feel so good…” The man moaned biting hard on his neck and this time Nino let out a loud almost scream noting that none of the guards that were on duty outside the emperor’s door came and he supposed that they were used to such noises coming from the bedchamber. Glad to know that they weren’t going to be disturbed he focused on his role whimpering, pleading, and begging spurring the man on until the emperor pulled out and spun him around so he was on his hands and knees like a dog. It wasn’t long before he was entered again and he was relived to feel that for all his boosting of sexual prowess, Satonori was almost at the end. Though it was still several long minutes before the ending was achieved.
The emperor thrust deeper and harder into him spilling his seed with a twitching cock and Nino bore down taking it as he fought the urge not to throw up as he gripped at the sheets in front of him his tongue fixed tightly between his teeth struggling with himself to pretend to ejaculate. His cock hadn’t been hard through most of the sex but Satonori had noticed or cared seeking only his own satisfaction. The twitching man stayed in place for a few minutes more panting loudly like a beast in heat before he dropped like a sack of stones onto him crushing him to the floor and almost breaking his nose. It took several more long minutes of panting before the man was recovered enough to move away grunting;
“Flower you are amazing…”
“You…Too…Satonori-sama…” Nino whispered in a fake pant trying hard not to notice the fingers that were at his hole forcing and pushing the ejaculate back into him as it tried to find a way out.
“Better than my son?” The man before pulling away his seed soaked fingers and running them up the centre line of his back “You have an interesting tattoo flower…I never would have believed it...” Satonori said saying the same thing countless men had said to him over the years and Nino tried to not physically shudder as the fingers trailed down the marks in a similar way that Ohno’s did. “Did my son give you this?”
Nino frowned just a little turning to look at the man that was slowly dying. At the moment there were no outward effects of the poison but he knew that it would be slowly destroying his insides sapping at his strength until he was gone. Now though that didn’t matter the man sounded so serious when asking if it was Ohno that had given him the tattoo and he was curious as to why that would be the case.
“And why would you think that it was your son my emperor?” He whispered slowly needing the man to stay as calm as possible while his poison took effect not wanting him to summon the guards.
“It wasn’t? It looks like his work…As a very young child he was always drawing…He was obsessed with dragons and tigers…” The man answered sounding almost like a caring father though Nino knew that it was simply because his poisons were shutting him down giving him a stated glow much like that of the orgasm he had just had. Nino almost hissed his hand going to his back wondering if such a thing was possible. Every little thing that Ohno had said about his tattoo was coming forth in his mind and a wave of disbelief clawed through him. "Forgive me, my flower…My head is light…Your body has intoxicated me…”
“…I…” Nino said trying desperately to keep up the act when all he wanted to do was confront his love and have him tell him the truth. “I am tired myself, my emperor…”
“Then we shall sleep and I will take you again later…” Satonori laughed pulling him into his body his fingers working at his anus and Nino buried his face into his neck pressing his last needle deep into the man’s chest around his nipple making to catch him with his nail yet again to create an alibi if he noticed it though soon it would be too late, his poisons were finally taking their affect and he could already feel the emperors grip losing on him. He kissed the rubbery neck though determined to remain professional though his mind had been suddenly thrown into turmoil.
The emperor gave gasp moving away from him slowly his breathing becoming sharp as the final poison mixed with that already in his system to become a deadly fire that even his blood would not be able to cure. It wasn’t as potent as the poison that he had been making but it would serve his macabre purpose. It was strange how quickly the poison kicked in once it had taken hold, only a minute ago Satonori had been laughing but now his skin had taken on a bluish grey colour and his lips were slowly turning blue as he stared up at him with eyes that seemed too large for his face. The man’s hands came to his throat as if he were choking and Nino almost smiled shifting himself and pulling on his robe. “Flo…wer…Help…”
“I am not a flower…” Nino hissed softly flicking out his long hair so it spilled down his back like a river of polished ebony fixing the man with a cold stare “I am the poisoned spider…” Satisfaction shot through his system when he saw the dull recognition in the man’s blood shot eyes “My lord bid me come to you and end your life, Satonori-sama, it was just a job for me until I met you but now I am going to enjoy the things that I do to you…”
TBC
A/N: I apologise! I’m really not happy with this chapter but I couldn’t wait to end Satonori >.<