Appeasement [Yu Yu Hakusho, Sensui/Itsuki, NC-17]
Title: Appeasement
Author: sabordefresa
Fandom: Yu Yu Hakusho
Pairing: Sensui/Itsuki
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 for Kazuya!Sensui and all of the extreme sexual violence that goes therewith (choking/asphyxiation, gunplay, stomping, bruising), rough anal sex
Word Count: 700
Prompt: July 7- Yu Yu Hakusho, Sensui/Itsuki: violence during sex, bruises - He sometimes lost control, but Itsuki never complained.
Summary: Itsuki takes his punishment from Kazuya like a good little fuck toy should.
It was one of those moments that Itsuki relished.
He had said something to piss off Minoru a few hours earlier-Itsuki didn’t quite remember what it was- and, instead of having the orator personality strike back with some witty, snide comment, Sensui switched over to the “Kazuya” persona and started beating the living crap out of the yaminade.
Itsuki, of course, being the masochist that he was, never complained; instead, he had to foresight to merely seductively stroke his hair and let the pants of his gi down onto the floor.
“Your appeasement,” he spoke softly.
“Fuck you, pretty-boy!” Kazuya spat. He dug his gun-arm into the side of Itsuki’s face, knocking him to the ground, leaving a bruise on his jaw.
Itsuki smiled softly, to the best of his ability with a gun buried in his jaw, and said nothing.
“Oh, so you think you’re hot shit, huh? You think you’re better than me, you dumb fuck? Well, THINK AGAIN!” With that Kazuya picked Itsuki up by his hair, flung him across the room, ran to where he landed, and started stomping on the inside of his right thigh, laughing maniacally.
Itsuki merely whimpered; he enjoyed the feeling of Kazuya stomping on him, rubbing his thigh harder onto his foot, provoking an even harder round of stomping from Kazuya. With this, Itsuki inched downwards, so that he had the full weight of Kazuya’s stomping over his genitals.
“Ngggghhh….more….”
“What the FUCK?” Kazuya was frustrated now.
“I simply wanted you to stomp on me more. I like it,” stated Itsuki matter-of-factly. He then pointed out his own erection: “See? This is all that you’re doing to me by hurting me. Besides, you seem as if you have some excess energy of the sexual variety you need to get out of your system as well.”
Kazuya just stared at him, shocked. What kind of freak would actually appreciate the fact that he was trying to kill them?
“Oh, come now, Kazuya. I can see that you are aroused from beating me up as well.” Itsuki smirked as he had the shadow hands unbutton and unzip Kazuya’s pants.
With that, Kazuya ran over towards the window ledge, picking Itsuki up in the hand that wasn’t a gun-barrel by the neck and choking him against the ledge so he couldn’t say anything, aiming his gun-arm at him, and taking advantage of his position, slipping his cock roughly inside of Itsuki, lubricant be damned.
Itsuki winced; however, he really didn’t mind all of this. The bruising on his jaw, inner thigh and genitals still stung, still gave Itsuki a modicum of deep masochistic pleasure, as were the growing bruises of Kazuya’s fingers against his neck, strangling the life out of him, as he would have imagined Shinobu would have done if he were to have killed him on that day…
He wanted to scream that he wanted more, but he couldn’t, though his body was trembling in bliss from all of his injuries, as well as Kazuya roughly pounding his ass. His cock was straight up against his torso now, albeit slightly curved from the bruising; he was almost there.
Kazuya’s mad laughter only helped things along; in no time at all, Itsuki came, his rear end grinding down on Kazuya’s cock, causing him to ejaculate as well.
Now weakened, bruises smarting all over his body, making him want to touch himself more from the delight of the pain, Kazuya let him from his grip; however, Itsuki could now see that, by the look in Sensui’s eyes, the “Shinobu” persona had now taken over.
Shinobu looked guilty. “I’m sorry if Kazuya hurt you. He gets like this sometimes.”
“No, it’s fine,” Itsuki said, his body momentarily limp against the wall. “I support all of you, in whatever it is you choose to do.”
Shinobu pulled his pants up, turned the TV on, and started watching some goofy comedy program that was on.
Itsuki just sat there, became erect again from the remainder of the bruising, and quietly masturbated to orgasm again, thinking of how much it meant to him that Kazuya had chosen to make him, of all people, his personal punching bag.
-FIN