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Your Sins Into Me	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. I do not personally know any of the members of Dir en grey or Penicillin, and do not profit from this work.

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Full lips – kiss-bruised and glistening – panted harshly, a lean chest heaving with every sharp inhale. Tattooed arms were stretched above feathery blond hair and bound with thick silk rope to a sturdy wooden headboard. Nothing existed in this place beyond the bed and its entwined occupants, no sounds besides their gasping breaths and throaty moans. Slender legs writhed and kicked against the smooth surface of the bedspread, scrambling for leverage to push himself up and finding none. Between those legs, a monster prowled. A black tongue – impossibly long and wickedly dexterous – flicked and teased at the blonde’s weeping erection as glowing purple eyes stared hungrily up at his flushed face. Every time the bound man tried to thrust further up into that devious mouth, the long-fingered hands gripping his narrow hips pressed them down firmly to keep them still. Clenched hands pulled furiously at their bindings, itching to bury themselves in tendrils of living black hair and force that wet, wonderful heat to take him in.
“FUCK, Kaoru!” Kyo cried, his voice hitching over a needy whine. “Please, Kao, please, I can’t take anymore!”
“Well, since you ask so sweetly… what do you want me to do?” the demon purred, his calm voice belied by his eagerly lashing tail.
“Suck me off, fuck me, anything, I don’t care just stop teasing me, please!”
“Mmm, how can I say no to that?” Kaoru grinned wickedly, baring rows of deadly sharp teeth. “We don’t have any lube though. We’ll have to improvise.”
Kyo threw his head back and howled as that fiendish tongue snaked its way down to his entrance, pressing into him and wriggling against sensitive internal flesh. Deeper and deeper it slid – impossibly deep, slick and hot and wet inside him – such a foreign, exotic sensation that he could scarcely breath for it. Stars flashed in dark gold eyes as the narrow tip brushed over a fleshy bundle of nerves and another lusty moan tore free of the smaller man’s throat. The serpentine appendage did little to stretch him and when it disappeared, and something much harder and thicker began to press at his entrance, a masochistic little thrill washed over him.
“Oh gods, Kao, please, please do it, please, please, please!”
A deeply inhuman sound rolled out of Kaoru’s chest as he thrust powerfully into Kyo’s tight heat; something between a purr and a growl and a hiss that would have sent shivers down his lover’s spine if ecstasy weren‘t already coursing through him. Tears of pain-streaked pleasure were streaming beautifully down round, flushed cheeks. Kaoru smelled a faint trace of blood, felt thick warmth slicking the narrow passage beyond what his saliva had done, and knew he had torn the blonde’s flesh.
But the legs clamped around him and the hips twitching needily against his own begged him not to stop just as desperately as Kyo’s breathless voice. And how could Kaoru – a most attentive lover by nature – possibly deny his beloved victim everything the man’s greedy little heart desired? Thick black talons shredded the blankets and mattress beneath them as Kaoru plunged wildly in and out of that blood-slick heat.
An unending litany of gasps, moans, screams, and throaty cries of his lover’s name poured out of Kyo’s mouth and filled the air around them. He was already so close to the edge, driven mad with pleasure by a teasing tongue and clever hands. This loving manipulation of his body, every stinging thrust angled to strike against the spot that made his every nerve sing with pleasure, was too much. When razor-sharp claws ran up the side of his ribcage, then ripped their way back down, his mouth fell open in a scream too powerful for even his throat, silent in its intensity. Lights exploded behind his eyes as Kyo felt his pleasure, his pain, his soul, his everything go rushing out of him in brutal climax.
Kyo jolted, his gasping cry echoing in the silent room as the aftershock of his release awoke him. His hands slid frantically over his aching sides and found the flesh there perfectly intact; no blood or ragged claw-marks. Looking down, he saw his skin marred only by a streak of pearly white fluid splashed up over his belly, and the hand-shaped bruise forming in the center of his chest where he’d borne his lover’s weight. A shift of the hips found his ass only a little sore; a mild twinge that would hardly even affect his walking. He collapsed back into his pillow with a breathless laugh.
Kaoru was kneeling between the blonde’s splayed legs, violet eyes glazed with satiation and just a little out of breath. He was physically drained, but full to the brim of his lover’s spent energy, and absolutely satisfied to the core. Even his tail’s enthusiastic lashing had slowed to a lazy flick of the tip every now and again, stretching out behind him in a content drape.
“Okay, love?”
“Aa…” was the self-indulgent response. “It was perfect… you’re perfect… everything is perfect…”
Kaoru hummed his pleasure and stretched out alongside the younger man, arms and legs winding around the smaller frame. “Mmm… good.”
For a long time, Kyo had struggled to hide his masochistic tendencies from his lover, afraid that it would create a new rift between them. Their relationship was already so bizarre, how could he allow the vicious kink in his nature to add even more strain? He loved Kaoru, deeply and absolutely, but part of him craved sex with a painful twist, and the older man still – a year later – had a tendency to handle him with kid gloves. He had known without having to ask that his beloved knife would never find itself in those unnaturally long fingers. But then his otherworldly lover had caught him, literally red-handed in the shower, pulling desperately at an aching erection and moaning his name.
Kaoru, once recovered from the unexpected “meal” he’d come home to, had presented an elegant solution. Kyo was right in that he could never bring himself to hurt his little lover for real, but he could absolutely indulge the blonde’s every last fantasy and whim in his dreams. And so it came to pass that whenever Kyo’s skin began to shiver and itch for the kiss of a blade, Kaoru would find gold eyes peering up at him pleadingly, crooked teeth digging into a full lip with barely restrained hope. He would take the blonde to bed, and weave a wet dream for him that would leave Kyo quivering with residual pleasure for days at a time.
Such violent play wasn’t his usual taste, but he could hardly complain; the sheer intensity of the energy released from such couplings was enough to send him flying high as a kite for hours.
“Did you finish?” Kyo wondered sleepily. “If you want me to, I could take care of you…”
Kaoru chuckled, “How many times have I told you not to worry about that?”
“It’s-” the blonde loosed a wide yawn, “It’s important.”
“Well then, you’ll be happy to know that I absolutely plowed you while you were dreaming and you, you stunning little creature, were fantastic. Even with your mind occupied, your most divine body knew just how to move to drive me mad and milk me dry. Then, as you reached the heights of pleasure, your soul burst with that delicious golden energy that I am so addicted to, and filled me up. I could not be more satisfied than I am now.”
Kyo blushed, nuzzling into his lover’s chest. “Oh… well that’s… that’s good, then.”
Kaoru smirked. Sometimes his little human was terrifically brazen, but when Kaoru lavished praise on him, he could become incredibly shy and sweet. The incubus loved the fluidity with which the mortal moved through facets of his personality; each aspect distinct and fascinating, ever shifting as they were. He expected the younger man to drift off then, so he was a bit surprised when Kyo spoke up again.
“Do you want to dream with me tonight?”
Kaoru felt a little shiver of joy rush through him. He had mentioned off-handedly to Kyo once that he was incapable of dreaming on his own, and the blonde had taken the information to heart. Days later, Kyo had asked if, since Kaoru could see and manipulate his dreams, it was at all possible for Kaoru to join him in them without altering their content. It was hardly a month after the blonde had discovered his lover’s true nature, and he was still uncomfortable with anything that involved Kaoru’s preternatural abilities. Sleeping with their minds so closely entwined was almost terrifyingly intimate, and Kaoru had known – still knew – that the offer was a difficult one to make. He was, to this day, deeply touched every time Kyo did so.
“If you’ll have me, I would love to.”
“Aa…” Kyo slid one hand up Kaoru’s neck, then cheek, then forehead to run along the curve of one thick horn. “We… have a weird relationship, don’t we?”
“Yes, I suppose we do.” Kaoru kissed the top of the blonde head fondly. “Are you happy?”
“Being a demon’s banquet on an almost-nightly basis?” Kyo pondered the question for a moment, then nodded. “Happier than I’ve ever been. You?”
“Absolutely.”
“Mmm… then I guess a little weirdness is okay.” A pause, then, ever so softly, “…Love you, Kao.”
Kaoru closed his eyes and smiled. “I love you too, Kyo.”
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