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Your Sins Into Me	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Toshiya woke with a groan, writhing between sheets that seemed too hot. A glance at the clock revealed an ungodly hour of the morning, and he was bewildered at his own pounding heart and the sweat that beaded on his skin; had he been having a nightmare? He dismissed the foolish thought immediately. He knew himself to be incapable of dreams unless under the influence of another creature capable of inflicting them. There was no such creature nearby. The confusion lasted only a moment though, before another faint wave of sexual energy pulsed through the apartment, almost too weak to detect. He moaned, shivering as he sucked in the morsel greedily.
It was spicy and sweet, like honeyed ginger.
Suddenly hungry – appetite whetted by the barest taste of a nearby meal – he let himself lose a little of his control over his human form. His pupils narrowed into slits that flared wide in the darkness, allowing him to see more clearly, and a long, black tongue snaked out to wet full lips hungrily as he slid gracefully out of bed toward the source of the wave. The door to Kyo’s room was open – unusual, since the blonde typically shut it behind himself when he turned in for the night – and he stalked toward it eagerly. He’d promised his roommate to behave himself, but how could he be expected to hold himself back when their guest was tempting him like this?
What Toshiya saw in that room made his breath hitch in his throat. Kaoru was on all fours over Kyo, and he’d clearly lost all control of himself. Long, tubular ears coated with a fine black fur flicked toward the sound of Toshiya’s soft gasp, then dismissed the sound and refocused forwards. Glossy back hair formed slender tendrils that slithered over tattooed shoulders with a life of their own, long horns spiraling gracefully out of the writhing mass. Fingers, tipped with wicked claws and abnormally long with an extra knuckle on each digit, pressed hard into Kyo’s chest, making the blond struggle for every breath. Slim legs were coated with more sleek black velvet fur and had reformed into an animalistic bone structure that stretched the ankle into a hock, all pressure resting on the balls and clawed toes of each foot. A long, slender tail whipped at the end of his spine like that of an agitated cat, also furred and tipped with a thick tuft of longer hair at the end.
The irises of Kaoru’s eyes had gone deep violet and expanded to swallow the surrounding white until all that disturbed the eerily-glowing hue were narrow black slits down the centers. He was staring, unblinking, at the blonde sleeping fitfully beneath him. Toshiya had never seen Kaoru so thoroughly let himself go, but his older friend hardly had his interest. He’d seen the man’s true form plenty of times, and it was similar enough to his own.
It was Kyo that made his breath quicken.
Kaoru had the young man deeply entrenched in a powerful wet dream. The blonde had kicked his covers away and Toshiya was torn between elation that the man slept nude, and hatred for Kaoru’s thigh blocking the view of more enticing parts. Even partially obscured, the sight of so much smooth, golden flesh was absolutely intoxicating. Slender, sweat-slicked hips undulated insistently as the man writhed, tattooed arms raised above his head and hands gripping the pillow with white-knuckled force. Lean legs flexed and kicked slowly against the sheets, fighting and failing to gain purchase on the slick fabric. Full lips gasped for air as he bucked against the pressure crushing his chest, harsh panting punctuated by whimpering moans.
With every desperate thrust of his hips, the delicious energy that had drawn Toshiya to the room pulsed out of the blonde, and he could feel Kaoru consuming the vast majority of the waves released. It was little wonder the bit of energy that had reached him had been so faint.
When at last Kyo climaxed, Kaoru and Toshiya both moaned along with him, greedily sucking down the absolute torrent of power that rushed out of the blonde. Toshiya’s now-clawed hands were digging gouges into the soft wood of the doorframe with the force of his grip, and he panted as he watched Kaoru slowly back off of the bed. The older man was gasping for breath, and looked pained as he fought to regain control of his form. Purple eyes stared longingly at the now-still figure on the bed, too-long fingers braced against the wall.
Nude, it was apparent now that Kaoru was thinner than Toshiya had ever seen him; his ribs and hip bones too prominent, his arms and legs too slender. The older man had always been slight of frame, but this was crossing the line into starvation. And even now, after feeding, his teeth were bared in an anguished grimace that made his angular face look desperate and feral. His tail was lashing wildly with agitation, thumping against the wall more than once. It was a harrowing sight.
“Kaoru…” Toshiya whispered apprehensively. He’d never seen his older friend so distraught, never seen the man’s iron control so much as bend, let alone break completely.
A wide, guilt-ridden gaze snapped to the doorway. “Toshiya…Totchi, I…”
“Kao… what’s happening to you?” Toshiya wondered, opening his long arms.
Kaoru staggered into his friend’s embrace, shaking as the taller man lead him out of the room. “I don’t know, I just… I couldn’t help myself! I’ve been trying so hard not to feed on him while he’s sick but I just… I needed it so bad…”
“Shh, okay, it’s okay, I’ve got you. Come on.”
Once in his own bedroom, the older man flopped facedown on the bed with a strained groan. Toshiya sat next to him, legs crossed underneath himself, and began to run his fingers through his friend’s unruly hair. It was a soothing touch, rubbing gently against the sensitive base of heavy horns. As agitated as he was, Kaoru was by nature a deeply tactile creature, particularly in his proper form, and he found his nerves settling in spite of himself. Slowly, under his friend’s patient hands, he allowed himself to shift back into his human form, extra limbs and knuckles sinking away with the horrible sound of crunching, shifting bones.
“You can’t keep doing this to yourself; you’re going to go mad if you let yourself starve all the time. A dream release isn’t going to hold you over for very long. Look at you, you’re so skinny!”
“I know! I know, I just… Toshiya, I want him so bad, I can’t think about anything else, I can’t feed on anyone else. But he’s so damn caught up on that abusive fucking bastard, I can’t-…”
“Then feed, Kaoru! Do what we’re made to do! Seduce him, Sway him, whatever, you know it won’t hurt him. It wouldn’t even be hard; he already likes you well enough.”
Kaoru’s voice was a frustrated whisper. “I don’t want to Sway him. I don’t want to twist his dreams. I want him to want me.”
“What… what do you mean? I don’t understand.”
“I don’t want to feed on him, Toshiya. I just… want him.”
Toshiya bit his lip. He wished there was something he could do to soothe Kaoru’s ache, but this situation was as unfamiliar to him as it was to his roommate. Sex, he understood. He’d thought that Kaoru just wanted to sleep with the blonde to feed on his energy, and Kyo was giving him trouble by being too devoted to his lover. It made sense; the blonde had a delightfully addictive flavor, and his friend had a fairly strict policy about touching people who were already in relationships. It was somewhat problematic, but not a real issue. But now it sounded like Kaoru wanted something... more from the little human, and that was something Toshiya simply couldn’t reconcile with how he saw the world and their places in it. They seduced humans, they impelled desire and kindled the flames of fantasy, they fed and focused solely on the energy released during sex. Maybe every now and then, they’d come across one whose flavor they preferred over others, but the concept of love went against their very natures.
After all, incubi were supposed to be the incarnation of loveless lust.
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