His (ch. 5)
Title: His
Chapter: 5/?
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: AoixUruha, RukixKai
Genre: Supernatural, AU, romance
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MxM, graphic sex, vampirism, BDSM, Domination/submission, other various kinks
Summary: One day, Uruha decided it would be a good idea to pick up a guy in a bar. Little did he know, that his choice would change his life forever...
Disclaimer: The people are rented but at least I own the plot!
Comment: Behold! The long-awaited chapter five! This was such a huge hurdle to come over I have no idea why but I had a chat with Aoi-muse today and he was just as frustrated as I was so we figured something out. I'm so sorry for making you wait ages for this one! I really am horrible! SORRY!
Aoi had disappeared as soon as Kai arrived. Uruha had no idea what he was doing, but he didn't ask either. He would be lying if he said he wasn't the least bit curious, but he could tell that Aoi didn't want to talk about it.
“Good evening,” Kai said and bowed, but Uruha brushed him off with a wave of his hand.
“No need to bow, Kai. We've already met, remember?” At that, Kai giggled, taking off his shoes.
“Master tells me to always be polite.”
“Well, Master isn't here right now, is he?” Uruha grinned, ruffling Kai's hair as he led the way to the kitchen.
“I'm hungry. Are you hungry, Uruha? Should I cook something?” Uruha laughed at Kai's cute behaviour. His head was halfway inside the fridge when Uruha noticed faint marks on his back, sticking out from his shirt.
“Kai?” When there came a muffled 'yes' from the fridge, Uruha continued. “What's that on your back?”
Kai looked over his shoulder, trying to see what Uruha meant and frowning when he couldn't see anything. “What's what?”
Uruha walked up to Kai and traced his fingers down the red lines, making Kai shudder. “These. They look like... scratch marks.”
“Oh, probably because they are,” Kai giggled, and Uruha honestly had no idea how Kai could just laugh it off that easily when his back was scratched bloody. “Master didn't feed me yet, so that's why they're still there.”
“You haven't eaten anything all day?” Uruha frowned when Kai burst out laughing at his surprised tone.
“I didn't mean food. Remember I told you that demon blood heals wounds?” Uruha nodded in understanding, and Kai continued. “Well, like I told you, Master usually lets me drink his blood daily, both to strengthen our bond and so I can heal quickly, but he didn't have time yet today.”
Uruha sat down by the table and massaged his temples. “To 'strengthen your bond'? Kai, I have no idea what you're talking about.”
Kai smiled apologetically, humming as he found the ingredients he needed. “Hasn't Aoi told you about any of this?”
“We haven't really talked about anything... demon-related.” Uruha hung his head when he realised that Aoi probably didn't trust him enough to tell him these things yet. Or maybe he just didn't care.
“Well, I'll explain you the basics then.” Kai paused as he rummaged around to find a frying pan, the pots making clanking sounds as he searched. “Sorry about the noise.” Kai turned his head to give Uruha a bright smile, and Uruha smiled back.
“No problem.”
“The bond I was talking about is a blood bond. When a demon drinks a human's blood, nothing happens, except they get nourishment and feel refreshed. However, when a human drinks the blood of a demon, especially one who has drunk from the human previously, a certain connection is created between that demon and the human.”
“Yeah, Aoi did mention something about that. And then the demon can read the human's mind, right?”
Kai nodded, pouring some oil in a pan and turning on the stove. “Correct. But that's not all. Once the connection is formed, slowly your minds start to blend together. The process is slower for humans, and some don't feel any difference at all. The demon, however, will almost immediately start to feel the human's emotions, how they feel, if they're scared, or sad, or happy.”
“So Ruki knows how you feel all the time? Isn't that kind of scary?”
“No, it's comforting, in a way. For example, if I'm feeling lonely, he'll talk to me, or if I'm sad, he'll hug me and ask me what's wrong. I feel safe, knowing that he takes care of me like that.”
Uruha stared at Kai incredulously. “And here I thought he was a heartless asshole who did nothing but hurt you.”
Kai hid behind his hand, trying hard not to laugh. “He does seem like that type of guy, huh?” He giggled to himself, and a dreamy look took over his face. “The truth is, Master takes very good care of me. Or else I wouldn't have stayed with him, would I?”
“You love him.”
“Yeah. I do. I can't help it. Somewhere between his brutal fucking and tender cuddles, I fell for him. Because he recognises my needs and desires, and does his best to fulfil them.”
Uruha grinned playfully and walked up to Kai, batting his lashes at him and making goo-goo eyes. “Kai and Ruki, sitting in a tree~ F. U. C. K. I. N. G~” he sang, and Kai blushed furiously, hitting Uruha's head.
“Well of course we do! Just not... in trees.” Kai snorted when Uruha wiggled his eyebrows at him. “Moving on. Like I said, sometimes, the connection goes both ways, meaning the human can feel the demon's emotions as well. Sometimes, I feel what Master is feeling, though it's easier with some emotions. When he's happy, or angry, or horny, I know that he is. It's a weird feeling. But it's harder if he's sad. It's like he closes up emotionally.”
“Isn't it that way with humans too, though?” Uruha leaned against the counter, watching Kai's face as he continued preparing their meal.
“I suppose, although at the same time it's different. It's hard to explain, but I sometimes I can't feel his emotions at all, whereas other times, I know exactly how he's feeling, and I don't think it's something he controls it himself.”
“Why do you think Aoi hasn't fed me his blood yet?”
Kai hummed, deep in thought for a moment before he remembered that he was still cooking, turning down the heat before the food got burnt. “Well, have you needed it yet? I mean, demons are generally reluctant to feed humans their blood unless absolutely necessary, and if you haven't gotten hurt or have any wounds that need healing, I think Aoi doesn't want to do that yet.”
Well, that made sense. Of course he wouldn't put himself in a vulnerable position if he didn't have to. “I'm an idiot.”
“Can I ask you a question?” Kai's words snapped Uruha out of his thoughts, and he nodded. “How do you feel about Aoi?”
Uruha stood in silence, contemplating that question for a long time. “I don't know yet. I've only known him for two days, cut me some slack, will ya!” Both Kai and Uruha started laughing, Uruha looking up at the ceiling. “Sometimes, he's really scary, and other times, he's not. But he's mostly nice to me. At least I don't have any broken bones or anything.”
“At least you don't hate him. I think that's a good thing.”
“Did you hate Ruki at first?”
Kai pursed his lips, stirring the noodles with a bit more force, and Uruha was worried they would break. “Yeah. I lost a lot. He took me away from a loving mother, good friends, and an okay school. I lost any chance at a normal life. Everyone thinks I'm dead. They stopped looking for me long ago. I have no education, and nothing I would use it for anyway. To begin with, I was furious.”
A deep sigh filled the air, and Kai loosened his hand a bit. The noodles were safe, for now. “I hated him. He took everything from me. The only life I have is with him, and after that, there is death. I was bitter, angry, especially since he was so cruel to me. He hurt me, raped me, and I will be honest with you, the first few weeks were hell. I was constantly in pain thanks to him.”
The room was silent for a long while. Uruha drew a shaky breath. “Then how can you still love him?”
“At some point, I came to realise that there was more to him than his cruelty. He is more than just a demon, a blood-thirsty monster who abducted me. I mean, he is that as well, but he's so much more. And everything he does, he has a reason for it. Demons have feelings, they get hurt, they get mad, they get lonely. And that's what Master was. Lonely. He was so lonely, and he didn't want to be lonely any more, so he wanted a friend, a lover. It's not his fault that the only way he knew was to kidnap me. That's just how demons work. And with time, I learnt to look past that. And yes, he may be a sadistic beast, but as weird as it may sound, it's his way of showing affection. I could probably ramble about that for hours and hours, but the point is, he loves me, although his ways of showing that aren't exactly conventional.”
Kai took a deep breath, dividing the noodles on two plates, handing one to Uruha and taking chopsticks for them both. “And as shocked as I was to discover it, I like a lot of the things he does to me.” They sat down by the table, and Kai quickly gulped down a mouthful before continuing. “I bet I sound like some kind of freak with a death wish. Truth is, I'm really masochistic, so I don't mind his harsh treatment.”
“No,” Uruha shook his head. “I understand you.”
A wide smile stretched on Kai's lips, and his eyes glinted in the light from the window. “I'm glad.” For a second, he looked so happy and peaceful, Uruha couldn't help but smile back.
~
They had watched at least ten anime episodes when Aoi came back, only to find them both on the couch, giggling at the TV with a bowl of snacks in front them.
“I see you're feeling at home,” Aoi said and grinned, and Kai quickly paused the DVD player, lowering his head.
“Sorry, Aoi-sama, we just-”
“Nothing to apologise for.” Aoi waved his hand dismissively, sitting down on the couch next to Uruha. “I did tell you to have fun, didn't I? So, how are you boys?”
“Good. Kai's a wonderful cook!” Leaning his head on Aoi's shoulder, Uruha closed his eyes and inhaled the bitter scent of... blood?
Uruha pulled back immediately, furrowing his brows and scrunching his nose up in disgust. “Master, you smell like blood.”
Lifting his arm up to his nose, Aoi sniffed the fabric. “You're right, I do.”
“Why? What were you doing out there?”
Aoi's eyes narrowed dangerously, and Kai pinched Uruha's shoulder in warning. “That's none of your business.”
“Well, I'm curious!” Uruha ignored Kai, who was now whimpering and pulling repeatedly on Uruha's sleeve.
Growling, Aoi turned to Uruha with a furious glare. “I will say this only one more time, Uruha. Where I go when I'm not at home and what I do has nothing to do with you. You have no right to demand anything from me. If I want you to know, I will tell you, is that clear?”
“Like crystal, Master,” Uruha said through gritted teeth, and Aoi smiled softly.
“That's better. You're starting to learn.”
“Should I go home now?” Kai asked cautiously, staring intently at the carpet as if it would save him from the awkward situation.
“Probably. Ruki will expect you back soon,” Aoi said, getting up and going through the hallway. Kai got up and hugged Uruha, thanking him for the company and saying goodbye, before following Aoi to the door. He left, and Aoi locked the apartment securely before returning to the living room with a grin on his face.
“No, wait, I need to go to the toilet first,” Uruha rambled as he finally realised what Aoi was thinking about. He quickly dashed to the bathroom, not missing Aoi's chuckle as he left. When he had finished and was washing his hands, the door was opened and Aoi pressed himself against Uruha's back, kissing the side of his neck.
Uruha whimpered when Aoi nibbled on his skin lightly, wanting to turn around, but Aoi held him still when he tried. A hand dipped down between his legs and started rubbing the growing bulge in Uruha's trousers, and he whimpered slightly. Aoi continued teasing him while Uruha gripped the edges of the sink tightly.
“Please,” Uruha panted, bucking his hips against Aoi's palm. “Please, fuck me.” He whined when Aoi's hand left his crotch, and he felt his shirt being tugged at. Lifting his arms, he let Aoi pull his shirt over his head, sighing softly when Aoi started to pull down his trousers. He shimmied out of his boxers as well, leaving him naked in front of Aoi's devouring eyes, and he didn't miss the hungry look Aoi gave him in the mirror.
Aoi leaned forward to kiss the blade of Uruha's shoulder, letting the wet tip of his tongue trail up to his ear. He licked at the back of Uruha's neck before sinking his teeth deep into one of the veins, enjoying the gasp of surprise coming from Uruha. He ripped open the wound with his teeth, pulling back to watch the red blood drip slowly down Uruha's back, painting his beautiful, pale skin in red streaks.
Whimpering, Uruha arched his back as the wound on his neck stung. The skin pulsed with pain, but oddly enough, it only made Uruha harder. Maybe this was what Kai had been talking about lately, pain for pleasure. Whatever it was, it felt good, and Uruha reached back with a hand to touch the open wound, moaning loudly as he prodded gently at the cut.
Aoi watched in amazement as Uruha sucked his fingers into his mouth, eager to taste his own blood. He was sure Uruha purposely smeared some over his lips, because he stretched his neck backwards to look at Aoi, silently begging for a kiss. And Aoi delivered. He ran his tongue over Uruha's lips, tasting his sweet blood, before their lips met and he pushed his tongue inside inside Uruha's willing mouth, moaning at the taste.
Twisting a hand back to tangle in Aoi's hair, Uruha pulled him closer, feeling Aoi's teeth dig into his lip, making him bleed into their mouths. Aoi fucked his mouth with his tongue for a while before they pulled away, Uruha heaving for breath as Aoi smirked at Uruha's flushed face.
“Master?” Uruha was curious now, or maybe addicted, he had to have more of that pain from earlier. It was one of the most delicious things he had ever felt, and he wanted to feel it again. “Please, bite me again.”
Slightly taken aback by Uruha's blunt request, Aoi's eyebrow rose as he chuckled. “Did you like it?” Uruha nodded, and Aoi leaned his head to lick the other side of Uruha's neck, the unmarked one, before he whispered gently against the skin. “Does my naughty little pet like pain?”
Uruha moaned in response, arching his back and rubbing his ass against Aoi's crotch, who chuckled and dug his fangs into Uruha's skin again. The bite was deeper this time, and Aoi pulled of a chunk of skin with his teeth, making Uruha cry out. First came the painful sting, then the sweet pleasure. More blood trickled down Uruha's back, and Aoi started to lap at the red liquid, licking it off and savouring the taste of Uruha.
When Aoi had made sure he'd caught every single drop, he sucked gently on the wounds, making Uruha's neck pulse with sweet pain again. He licked his lips one last time before he stuck three fingers in his mouth, coating them with saliva and blood, shoving two inside Uruha's ass. He twisted and curled them, making Uruha grab the sink again, bucking his hips against Aoi's hand.
Pushing the third digit in, Aoi started scissoring his fingers, stretching the hole while he licked a few drops of blood that emerged from the fresh wounds on Uruha's neck. He pulled his fingers out and wiped them on Uruha's back, delivering a smack to his ass and grinning at him through the mirror. He started to unbuckle his trousers, sighing when his cock was finally free from the tight confines. He gave it a few jerks, slicking it with precome before he positioned himself at Uruha's entrance, grabbing his hips to hold him still.
Uruha's eyes closed as Aoi started to push into him, and he leaned over the sink, panting as inch by inch breached him and rubbed against his nerves. When he was fully sheathed, Aoi stilled inside him, yanking on Uruha's hair and forcing his head up. “I want you to watch,” he growled, scraping his teeth on Uruha's shoulder. “I want you to look in the mirror and watch yourself get fucked, see yourself come apart in my arms, begging for more like a good pet.”
Uruha opened his eyes, almost closing them again when he saw the way Aoi was smirking at him in the reflection. He fought the urge to close them when Aoi pulled back and thrust in, hitting Uruha's prostate directly and making him moan out. Grinning widely, Aoi started fucking Uruha hard and fast, grabbing his hips and slamming his cock against his prostate repeatedly.
Groaning at the vulgar sight in the mirror, of his naked, sweaty body bouncing on Aoi's dick and the ecstatic look on his face, Uruha shut his eyes tightly. It was embarrassing, seeing himself like that. A bit hot maybe, but still. Of course he knew Aoi wasn't going to let him get away with that, though, and he wasn't even surprised when Aoi pulled out of him completely.
“Open your eyes again.” Slowly, Uruha let his eyelids part, taking in the sight of his naked body once more. He drew a shaky breath that was knocked right out of him as Aoi rammed back inside, nails digging into Uruha's hips and pulling him back to meet his thrusts. The more Uruha watched, the easier it became, and eventually, his eyes stayed open on their own. He was moaning at the sight now, of Aoi possessing him and his body responding, his dick twitching and leaking precum as Aoi continued to ravage his ass.
Uruha didn't even notice when he started begging Aoi to go faster, harder. All that mattered was the pleasure of Aoi's cock inside him, of the pain in his hips from the bruising thrusts to his ass. Aoi's laughter above him and his coos of 'good pet' only served to turn Uruha on even more, pushing back against Aoi's thrusts, fucking himself on Aoi's dick.
“Master, I'm gonna come,” Uruha panted, clenching around Aoi's dick and watching the pleasure on Aoi's face as he did so. A hand wrapped around his dick, stroking him in time with Aoi's thrusts and Uruha took it as permission, crying out as he came on the sink, hands coming up to brace him against the wall. When he had milked Uruha for every last drop, Aoi threw his head back and rode out his orgasm as his dick pulsed inside Uruha.
Aoi pulled out, leaving Uruha hunched over the sink, panting harshly while Aoi adjusted his trousers. He cleaned Uruha up with a towel, cleaning the sink as well and throwing the dirty towel in the shower. Kissing Uruha's spine, he spun him around and lifted him up, carrying Uruha to the couch where he laid him down, wrapping a blanket around him.
“See, that wasn't so difficult, now was it?” Whether Aoi meant the part about voicing his desires or watching himself get fucked, Uruha nodded. Aoi grinned and went to his bedroom, and Uruha listened to the lock clicking in place as he rolled over on his side, trying to find a comfy position. Sated, happy, and with boosted self-esteem, Uruha went to sleep with a smile on his face.
A/N: Soooo was it worth the wait? Probably not lol! I suck, I know. though Aoi sucks more
Uruha is finally starting to adjust. Mysterious Aoi is mysterious. And no, I'm not going to let you hate Ruki muhahahaha! Kai loves him. Go give him love.
Cookies to you all for being patient with me! *throws cookies*
Chapter: 5/?
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: AoixUruha, RukixKai
Genre: Supernatural, AU, romance
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: MxM, graphic sex, vampirism, BDSM, Domination/submission, other various kinks
Summary: One day, Uruha decided it would be a good idea to pick up a guy in a bar. Little did he know, that his choice would change his life forever...
Disclaimer: The people are rented but at least I own the plot!
Comment: Behold! The long-awaited chapter five! This was such a huge hurdle to come over I have no idea why but I had a chat with Aoi-muse today and he was just as frustrated as I was so we figured something out. I'm so sorry for making you wait ages for this one! I really am horrible! SORRY!
Aoi had disappeared as soon as Kai arrived. Uruha had no idea what he was doing, but he didn't ask either. He would be lying if he said he wasn't the least bit curious, but he could tell that Aoi didn't want to talk about it.
“Good evening,” Kai said and bowed, but Uruha brushed him off with a wave of his hand.
“No need to bow, Kai. We've already met, remember?” At that, Kai giggled, taking off his shoes.
“Master tells me to always be polite.”
“Well, Master isn't here right now, is he?” Uruha grinned, ruffling Kai's hair as he led the way to the kitchen.
“I'm hungry. Are you hungry, Uruha? Should I cook something?” Uruha laughed at Kai's cute behaviour. His head was halfway inside the fridge when Uruha noticed faint marks on his back, sticking out from his shirt.
“Kai?” When there came a muffled 'yes' from the fridge, Uruha continued. “What's that on your back?”
Kai looked over his shoulder, trying to see what Uruha meant and frowning when he couldn't see anything. “What's what?”
Uruha walked up to Kai and traced his fingers down the red lines, making Kai shudder. “These. They look like... scratch marks.”
“Oh, probably because they are,” Kai giggled, and Uruha honestly had no idea how Kai could just laugh it off that easily when his back was scratched bloody. “Master didn't feed me yet, so that's why they're still there.”
“You haven't eaten anything all day?” Uruha frowned when Kai burst out laughing at his surprised tone.
“I didn't mean food. Remember I told you that demon blood heals wounds?” Uruha nodded in understanding, and Kai continued. “Well, like I told you, Master usually lets me drink his blood daily, both to strengthen our bond and so I can heal quickly, but he didn't have time yet today.”
Uruha sat down by the table and massaged his temples. “To 'strengthen your bond'? Kai, I have no idea what you're talking about.”
Kai smiled apologetically, humming as he found the ingredients he needed. “Hasn't Aoi told you about any of this?”
“We haven't really talked about anything... demon-related.” Uruha hung his head when he realised that Aoi probably didn't trust him enough to tell him these things yet. Or maybe he just didn't care.
“Well, I'll explain you the basics then.” Kai paused as he rummaged around to find a frying pan, the pots making clanking sounds as he searched. “Sorry about the noise.” Kai turned his head to give Uruha a bright smile, and Uruha smiled back.
“No problem.”
“The bond I was talking about is a blood bond. When a demon drinks a human's blood, nothing happens, except they get nourishment and feel refreshed. However, when a human drinks the blood of a demon, especially one who has drunk from the human previously, a certain connection is created between that demon and the human.”
“Yeah, Aoi did mention something about that. And then the demon can read the human's mind, right?”
Kai nodded, pouring some oil in a pan and turning on the stove. “Correct. But that's not all. Once the connection is formed, slowly your minds start to blend together. The process is slower for humans, and some don't feel any difference at all. The demon, however, will almost immediately start to feel the human's emotions, how they feel, if they're scared, or sad, or happy.”
“So Ruki knows how you feel all the time? Isn't that kind of scary?”
“No, it's comforting, in a way. For example, if I'm feeling lonely, he'll talk to me, or if I'm sad, he'll hug me and ask me what's wrong. I feel safe, knowing that he takes care of me like that.”
Uruha stared at Kai incredulously. “And here I thought he was a heartless asshole who did nothing but hurt you.”
Kai hid behind his hand, trying hard not to laugh. “He does seem like that type of guy, huh?” He giggled to himself, and a dreamy look took over his face. “The truth is, Master takes very good care of me. Or else I wouldn't have stayed with him, would I?”
“You love him.”
“Yeah. I do. I can't help it. Somewhere between his brutal fucking and tender cuddles, I fell for him. Because he recognises my needs and desires, and does his best to fulfil them.”
Uruha grinned playfully and walked up to Kai, batting his lashes at him and making goo-goo eyes. “Kai and Ruki, sitting in a tree~ F. U. C. K. I. N. G~” he sang, and Kai blushed furiously, hitting Uruha's head.
“Well of course we do! Just not... in trees.” Kai snorted when Uruha wiggled his eyebrows at him. “Moving on. Like I said, sometimes, the connection goes both ways, meaning the human can feel the demon's emotions as well. Sometimes, I feel what Master is feeling, though it's easier with some emotions. When he's happy, or angry, or horny, I know that he is. It's a weird feeling. But it's harder if he's sad. It's like he closes up emotionally.”
“Isn't it that way with humans too, though?” Uruha leaned against the counter, watching Kai's face as he continued preparing their meal.
“I suppose, although at the same time it's different. It's hard to explain, but I sometimes I can't feel his emotions at all, whereas other times, I know exactly how he's feeling, and I don't think it's something he controls it himself.”
“Why do you think Aoi hasn't fed me his blood yet?”
Kai hummed, deep in thought for a moment before he remembered that he was still cooking, turning down the heat before the food got burnt. “Well, have you needed it yet? I mean, demons are generally reluctant to feed humans their blood unless absolutely necessary, and if you haven't gotten hurt or have any wounds that need healing, I think Aoi doesn't want to do that yet.”
Well, that made sense. Of course he wouldn't put himself in a vulnerable position if he didn't have to. “I'm an idiot.”
“Can I ask you a question?” Kai's words snapped Uruha out of his thoughts, and he nodded. “How do you feel about Aoi?”
Uruha stood in silence, contemplating that question for a long time. “I don't know yet. I've only known him for two days, cut me some slack, will ya!” Both Kai and Uruha started laughing, Uruha looking up at the ceiling. “Sometimes, he's really scary, and other times, he's not. But he's mostly nice to me. At least I don't have any broken bones or anything.”
“At least you don't hate him. I think that's a good thing.”
“Did you hate Ruki at first?”
Kai pursed his lips, stirring the noodles with a bit more force, and Uruha was worried they would break. “Yeah. I lost a lot. He took me away from a loving mother, good friends, and an okay school. I lost any chance at a normal life. Everyone thinks I'm dead. They stopped looking for me long ago. I have no education, and nothing I would use it for anyway. To begin with, I was furious.”
A deep sigh filled the air, and Kai loosened his hand a bit. The noodles were safe, for now. “I hated him. He took everything from me. The only life I have is with him, and after that, there is death. I was bitter, angry, especially since he was so cruel to me. He hurt me, raped me, and I will be honest with you, the first few weeks were hell. I was constantly in pain thanks to him.”
The room was silent for a long while. Uruha drew a shaky breath. “Then how can you still love him?”
“At some point, I came to realise that there was more to him than his cruelty. He is more than just a demon, a blood-thirsty monster who abducted me. I mean, he is that as well, but he's so much more. And everything he does, he has a reason for it. Demons have feelings, they get hurt, they get mad, they get lonely. And that's what Master was. Lonely. He was so lonely, and he didn't want to be lonely any more, so he wanted a friend, a lover. It's not his fault that the only way he knew was to kidnap me. That's just how demons work. And with time, I learnt to look past that. And yes, he may be a sadistic beast, but as weird as it may sound, it's his way of showing affection. I could probably ramble about that for hours and hours, but the point is, he loves me, although his ways of showing that aren't exactly conventional.”
Kai took a deep breath, dividing the noodles on two plates, handing one to Uruha and taking chopsticks for them both. “And as shocked as I was to discover it, I like a lot of the things he does to me.” They sat down by the table, and Kai quickly gulped down a mouthful before continuing. “I bet I sound like some kind of freak with a death wish. Truth is, I'm really masochistic, so I don't mind his harsh treatment.”
“No,” Uruha shook his head. “I understand you.”
A wide smile stretched on Kai's lips, and his eyes glinted in the light from the window. “I'm glad.” For a second, he looked so happy and peaceful, Uruha couldn't help but smile back.
~
They had watched at least ten anime episodes when Aoi came back, only to find them both on the couch, giggling at the TV with a bowl of snacks in front them.
“I see you're feeling at home,” Aoi said and grinned, and Kai quickly paused the DVD player, lowering his head.
“Sorry, Aoi-sama, we just-”
“Nothing to apologise for.” Aoi waved his hand dismissively, sitting down on the couch next to Uruha. “I did tell you to have fun, didn't I? So, how are you boys?”
“Good. Kai's a wonderful cook!” Leaning his head on Aoi's shoulder, Uruha closed his eyes and inhaled the bitter scent of... blood?
Uruha pulled back immediately, furrowing his brows and scrunching his nose up in disgust. “Master, you smell like blood.”
Lifting his arm up to his nose, Aoi sniffed the fabric. “You're right, I do.”
“Why? What were you doing out there?”
Aoi's eyes narrowed dangerously, and Kai pinched Uruha's shoulder in warning. “That's none of your business.”
“Well, I'm curious!” Uruha ignored Kai, who was now whimpering and pulling repeatedly on Uruha's sleeve.
Growling, Aoi turned to Uruha with a furious glare. “I will say this only one more time, Uruha. Where I go when I'm not at home and what I do has nothing to do with you. You have no right to demand anything from me. If I want you to know, I will tell you, is that clear?”
“Like crystal, Master,” Uruha said through gritted teeth, and Aoi smiled softly.
“That's better. You're starting to learn.”
“Should I go home now?” Kai asked cautiously, staring intently at the carpet as if it would save him from the awkward situation.
“Probably. Ruki will expect you back soon,” Aoi said, getting up and going through the hallway. Kai got up and hugged Uruha, thanking him for the company and saying goodbye, before following Aoi to the door. He left, and Aoi locked the apartment securely before returning to the living room with a grin on his face.
“No, wait, I need to go to the toilet first,” Uruha rambled as he finally realised what Aoi was thinking about. He quickly dashed to the bathroom, not missing Aoi's chuckle as he left. When he had finished and was washing his hands, the door was opened and Aoi pressed himself against Uruha's back, kissing the side of his neck.
Uruha whimpered when Aoi nibbled on his skin lightly, wanting to turn around, but Aoi held him still when he tried. A hand dipped down between his legs and started rubbing the growing bulge in Uruha's trousers, and he whimpered slightly. Aoi continued teasing him while Uruha gripped the edges of the sink tightly.
“Please,” Uruha panted, bucking his hips against Aoi's palm. “Please, fuck me.” He whined when Aoi's hand left his crotch, and he felt his shirt being tugged at. Lifting his arms, he let Aoi pull his shirt over his head, sighing softly when Aoi started to pull down his trousers. He shimmied out of his boxers as well, leaving him naked in front of Aoi's devouring eyes, and he didn't miss the hungry look Aoi gave him in the mirror.
Aoi leaned forward to kiss the blade of Uruha's shoulder, letting the wet tip of his tongue trail up to his ear. He licked at the back of Uruha's neck before sinking his teeth deep into one of the veins, enjoying the gasp of surprise coming from Uruha. He ripped open the wound with his teeth, pulling back to watch the red blood drip slowly down Uruha's back, painting his beautiful, pale skin in red streaks.
Whimpering, Uruha arched his back as the wound on his neck stung. The skin pulsed with pain, but oddly enough, it only made Uruha harder. Maybe this was what Kai had been talking about lately, pain for pleasure. Whatever it was, it felt good, and Uruha reached back with a hand to touch the open wound, moaning loudly as he prodded gently at the cut.
Aoi watched in amazement as Uruha sucked his fingers into his mouth, eager to taste his own blood. He was sure Uruha purposely smeared some over his lips, because he stretched his neck backwards to look at Aoi, silently begging for a kiss. And Aoi delivered. He ran his tongue over Uruha's lips, tasting his sweet blood, before their lips met and he pushed his tongue inside inside Uruha's willing mouth, moaning at the taste.
Twisting a hand back to tangle in Aoi's hair, Uruha pulled him closer, feeling Aoi's teeth dig into his lip, making him bleed into their mouths. Aoi fucked his mouth with his tongue for a while before they pulled away, Uruha heaving for breath as Aoi smirked at Uruha's flushed face.
“Master?” Uruha was curious now, or maybe addicted, he had to have more of that pain from earlier. It was one of the most delicious things he had ever felt, and he wanted to feel it again. “Please, bite me again.”
Slightly taken aback by Uruha's blunt request, Aoi's eyebrow rose as he chuckled. “Did you like it?” Uruha nodded, and Aoi leaned his head to lick the other side of Uruha's neck, the unmarked one, before he whispered gently against the skin. “Does my naughty little pet like pain?”
Uruha moaned in response, arching his back and rubbing his ass against Aoi's crotch, who chuckled and dug his fangs into Uruha's skin again. The bite was deeper this time, and Aoi pulled of a chunk of skin with his teeth, making Uruha cry out. First came the painful sting, then the sweet pleasure. More blood trickled down Uruha's back, and Aoi started to lap at the red liquid, licking it off and savouring the taste of Uruha.
When Aoi had made sure he'd caught every single drop, he sucked gently on the wounds, making Uruha's neck pulse with sweet pain again. He licked his lips one last time before he stuck three fingers in his mouth, coating them with saliva and blood, shoving two inside Uruha's ass. He twisted and curled them, making Uruha grab the sink again, bucking his hips against Aoi's hand.
Pushing the third digit in, Aoi started scissoring his fingers, stretching the hole while he licked a few drops of blood that emerged from the fresh wounds on Uruha's neck. He pulled his fingers out and wiped them on Uruha's back, delivering a smack to his ass and grinning at him through the mirror. He started to unbuckle his trousers, sighing when his cock was finally free from the tight confines. He gave it a few jerks, slicking it with precome before he positioned himself at Uruha's entrance, grabbing his hips to hold him still.
Uruha's eyes closed as Aoi started to push into him, and he leaned over the sink, panting as inch by inch breached him and rubbed against his nerves. When he was fully sheathed, Aoi stilled inside him, yanking on Uruha's hair and forcing his head up. “I want you to watch,” he growled, scraping his teeth on Uruha's shoulder. “I want you to look in the mirror and watch yourself get fucked, see yourself come apart in my arms, begging for more like a good pet.”
Uruha opened his eyes, almost closing them again when he saw the way Aoi was smirking at him in the reflection. He fought the urge to close them when Aoi pulled back and thrust in, hitting Uruha's prostate directly and making him moan out. Grinning widely, Aoi started fucking Uruha hard and fast, grabbing his hips and slamming his cock against his prostate repeatedly.
Groaning at the vulgar sight in the mirror, of his naked, sweaty body bouncing on Aoi's dick and the ecstatic look on his face, Uruha shut his eyes tightly. It was embarrassing, seeing himself like that. A bit hot maybe, but still. Of course he knew Aoi wasn't going to let him get away with that, though, and he wasn't even surprised when Aoi pulled out of him completely.
“Open your eyes again.” Slowly, Uruha let his eyelids part, taking in the sight of his naked body once more. He drew a shaky breath that was knocked right out of him as Aoi rammed back inside, nails digging into Uruha's hips and pulling him back to meet his thrusts. The more Uruha watched, the easier it became, and eventually, his eyes stayed open on their own. He was moaning at the sight now, of Aoi possessing him and his body responding, his dick twitching and leaking precum as Aoi continued to ravage his ass.
Uruha didn't even notice when he started begging Aoi to go faster, harder. All that mattered was the pleasure of Aoi's cock inside him, of the pain in his hips from the bruising thrusts to his ass. Aoi's laughter above him and his coos of 'good pet' only served to turn Uruha on even more, pushing back against Aoi's thrusts, fucking himself on Aoi's dick.
“Master, I'm gonna come,” Uruha panted, clenching around Aoi's dick and watching the pleasure on Aoi's face as he did so. A hand wrapped around his dick, stroking him in time with Aoi's thrusts and Uruha took it as permission, crying out as he came on the sink, hands coming up to brace him against the wall. When he had milked Uruha for every last drop, Aoi threw his head back and rode out his orgasm as his dick pulsed inside Uruha.
Aoi pulled out, leaving Uruha hunched over the sink, panting harshly while Aoi adjusted his trousers. He cleaned Uruha up with a towel, cleaning the sink as well and throwing the dirty towel in the shower. Kissing Uruha's spine, he spun him around and lifted him up, carrying Uruha to the couch where he laid him down, wrapping a blanket around him.
“See, that wasn't so difficult, now was it?” Whether Aoi meant the part about voicing his desires or watching himself get fucked, Uruha nodded. Aoi grinned and went to his bedroom, and Uruha listened to the lock clicking in place as he rolled over on his side, trying to find a comfy position. Sated, happy, and with boosted self-esteem, Uruha went to sleep with a smile on his face.
A/N: Soooo was it worth the wait? Probably not lol! I suck, I know. though Aoi sucks more
Uruha is finally starting to adjust. Mysterious Aoi is mysterious. And no, I'm not going to let you hate Ruki muhahahaha! Kai loves him. Go give him love.
Cookies to you all for being patient with me! *throws cookies*