Petshop of Horrors (Tetsu/D)
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kinkfestTitle: Devour
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puella_nerdii
Rating: R
Wordcount: 666 (hee)
Warnings: cannibalism, xeno
Prompt: predatory sex - "suck you dry and lick you clean"
Notes Again, terribly sorry for the lateness on this one.
Tetsu’s request is simple, at first; he wants an oven.
“The food’s still good raw,” he says. “But if I sear the most tender cut of the flesh on the outside and leave the rest pink...” He traces his bottom lip with his tongue.
“It’s an easy enough request,” D says. “I will do what I can.”
He certainly seems content with the oven at first. D can’t pass his room without catching the smoky scent of roasting meat wafting from within. A week later, however, he asks D for salt (“for a more full-bodied flavor”), then for basil and oregano (“it’s good for accenting the richness of the roast”). D appreciates food, certainly, but he’s hardly the connoisseur that Tetsu is, so he can only venture vague guesses about Tetsu’s plans for jalapenos or cinnamon cloves or blood oranges.
The night after D brings him confectioner’s sugar (“I’m thinking of trying a sweet glaze”), he hears Tetsu howl. He raps lightly on the door, but Tetsu’s howls stretch on, accompanied by a crash that sounds like breaking china. This won’t do. He’s usually meticulous about obtaining permission before he enters any of his pets’ quarters, but exceptions can be made. And should, if Tetsu disturbs his neighbors or worse yet, harms himself in his towering fury. His kind is startlingly rare these days, and Tetsu is such an exquisite sample of his species. Such a thick coat, such a sensitive tongue.
Tetsu rests on his haunches before the charred ruins of a dish D can’t identify. His lips pull back from his teeth in a snarl, and the white serving platter meant to contain the meal lies in thin shards ringing it, their sharp tips pointing accusingly at the marred dish.
“Tetsu?”
“It’s not right,” he growls. “I can’t get it right. The flavors are all wrong -- ”
“What are you trying to cook?” D kneels beside him slowly, taking care not to wrinkle his robe.
“You,” he says. “It’s supposed to taste like you.”
D’s smile stretches across his face. “You’re still hungering for me?”
Tetsu’s eyes glaze over -- D can almost see the saliva pooling behind his tongue. “Yes,” he whispers hoarsely. “Yes.”
D brushes a speck of ash from his knee and stands. “You only had to ask.” Tetsu gapes at him mutely. He uncurls his hand before Tetsu’s mouth, the tip of his little finger grazing his bared teeth. “But something small, if you don’t mind. I’m expecting company tomorrow, and smaller things take less time to regrow.”
Tetsu’s mouth closes around his finger, hot and insistent. He hesitates at first as though he’s still caught in a dream, the edges of his canines barely making an impression on D’s skin, but then he whines and rocks forward, his rough tongue tickling D’s palm. Tetsu’s jaws are strong enough to crush bone in one bite and rip flesh from its mooring in two more. The pain stabs through his arm when his hand finally realizes what’s been done to it; he bears down on the cherry-red wires radiating from his wound and forces his flesh to seal itself shut before he loses too much blood. The finger itself he’ll regrow later, when he doesn’t have the sight of Tetsu to distract him -- crimson liquid dribbling down his chin and eyes clenched into blissful slits.
“It’s even better than -- ” he chokes out. “Oh -- ”
And he dives forward to shred the clasps holding D’s overrobe in place, snarling deep in the back of his throat. When the silk pools around his ankles, he seizes D’s hips and places his head between his thighs. Tetsu’s mouth is still slick and warm with D’s own blood, and he shivers at the feel of it.
He traces one of Tetsu’s horns with the tip of his finger. “Have you dined well?”
“It was the most --” Tetsu begins, then stops. “I -- yeah. Yes.”
“Good,” D says. “Good.”
Author:
puella_nerdiiRating: R
Wordcount: 666 (hee)
Warnings: cannibalism, xeno
Prompt: predatory sex - "suck you dry and lick you clean"
Notes Again, terribly sorry for the lateness on this one.
Tetsu’s request is simple, at first; he wants an oven.
“The food’s still good raw,” he says. “But if I sear the most tender cut of the flesh on the outside and leave the rest pink...” He traces his bottom lip with his tongue.
“It’s an easy enough request,” D says. “I will do what I can.”
He certainly seems content with the oven at first. D can’t pass his room without catching the smoky scent of roasting meat wafting from within. A week later, however, he asks D for salt (“for a more full-bodied flavor”), then for basil and oregano (“it’s good for accenting the richness of the roast”). D appreciates food, certainly, but he’s hardly the connoisseur that Tetsu is, so he can only venture vague guesses about Tetsu’s plans for jalapenos or cinnamon cloves or blood oranges.
The night after D brings him confectioner’s sugar (“I’m thinking of trying a sweet glaze”), he hears Tetsu howl. He raps lightly on the door, but Tetsu’s howls stretch on, accompanied by a crash that sounds like breaking china. This won’t do. He’s usually meticulous about obtaining permission before he enters any of his pets’ quarters, but exceptions can be made. And should, if Tetsu disturbs his neighbors or worse yet, harms himself in his towering fury. His kind is startlingly rare these days, and Tetsu is such an exquisite sample of his species. Such a thick coat, such a sensitive tongue.
Tetsu rests on his haunches before the charred ruins of a dish D can’t identify. His lips pull back from his teeth in a snarl, and the white serving platter meant to contain the meal lies in thin shards ringing it, their sharp tips pointing accusingly at the marred dish.
“Tetsu?”
“It’s not right,” he growls. “I can’t get it right. The flavors are all wrong -- ”
“What are you trying to cook?” D kneels beside him slowly, taking care not to wrinkle his robe.
“You,” he says. “It’s supposed to taste like you.”
D’s smile stretches across his face. “You’re still hungering for me?”
Tetsu’s eyes glaze over -- D can almost see the saliva pooling behind his tongue. “Yes,” he whispers hoarsely. “Yes.”
D brushes a speck of ash from his knee and stands. “You only had to ask.” Tetsu gapes at him mutely. He uncurls his hand before Tetsu’s mouth, the tip of his little finger grazing his bared teeth. “But something small, if you don’t mind. I’m expecting company tomorrow, and smaller things take less time to regrow.”
Tetsu’s mouth closes around his finger, hot and insistent. He hesitates at first as though he’s still caught in a dream, the edges of his canines barely making an impression on D’s skin, but then he whines and rocks forward, his rough tongue tickling D’s palm. Tetsu’s jaws are strong enough to crush bone in one bite and rip flesh from its mooring in two more. The pain stabs through his arm when his hand finally realizes what’s been done to it; he bears down on the cherry-red wires radiating from his wound and forces his flesh to seal itself shut before he loses too much blood. The finger itself he’ll regrow later, when he doesn’t have the sight of Tetsu to distract him -- crimson liquid dribbling down his chin and eyes clenched into blissful slits.
“It’s even better than -- ” he chokes out. “Oh -- ”
And he dives forward to shred the clasps holding D’s overrobe in place, snarling deep in the back of his throat. When the silk pools around his ankles, he seizes D’s hips and places his head between his thighs. Tetsu’s mouth is still slick and warm with D’s own blood, and he shivers at the feel of it.
He traces one of Tetsu’s horns with the tip of his finger. “Have you dined well?”
“It was the most --” Tetsu begins, then stops. “I -- yeah. Yes.”
“Good,” D says. “Good.”
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Date: 2007-07-16 02:42 am (UTC)Oh, D. So understanding and so sweet about his charges' needs. This is beautiful. Thank you so much. <3
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Date: 2007-07-16 02:45 am (UTC)D actually is quite compassionate, I think, even if he sometimes gets pissed off. (Not that you can really blame him for getting that way.) He's just not always so nice to humans. Unless they're Orcots. And even then, it's not exactly a given.
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Date: 2007-07-16 02:44 am (UTC)Couldn't help but like it anyway.
I thought Tetsu was gunna take something else for a second, but a finger's always good. A little bony, though, isn't it?
Er, stopping now. No treading in uncomfortable subjects. Bad self. -smacks head-
D's so... himself. So is Tetsu. Nice work! ^^
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Date: 2007-07-16 02:47 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it even though it was creepy -- I'm always honored when people read something I wrote that might be out of their comfort zone. Thanks!
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Date: 2007-07-16 03:26 pm (UTC)My comfort zone stretches way beyond what it should. Gets me uncomfortable with myself, feeling that I should be grossed out when I'm not. ^^'
Well, your stuff's cool. Like your writing style, from what I've read of yours that cross into my fandoms.
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Date: 2007-07-16 10:07 pm (UTC)I know the feeling re: extremely flexible comfort zones. I have been known to call my boyfriend at obscene hours of the night and ask him if I should be disturbed by some of the things I come up with.
And thank you! ^^
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Date: 2007-07-16 10:15 pm (UTC)I don't have the disturbing-people-at-ungodly-hours tendency, but I can talk about just about anything with my friends. I think I should be disturbed but they aren't so maybe I'm normal, I think. Until it turns into a debate and they come up with even weirder things, or I say something that gets me a WTF group look. Normal or not. Hmm...
Ah, who cares. The worry-because-I-don't-worry is a little annoying, though.
You're welcome. ^^
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Date: 2007-07-16 03:56 am (UTC)My...my Tetsu is over here PURRING. It is VERY DISTURBINGyet somehow sweet!
I felt bad for poor Tetsu in this, so frustrated at not having something so simple....
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Date: 2007-07-16 03:58 am (UTC)And at least Tetsu gets what he wants in the end. And everybody's happy! In a rather abnormal sort of way! Yay!
Thank you. :D
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Date: 2007-07-16 04:04 am (UTC)Yes! Such a happy little cannibalistic old goat. <3! Something like this was what I was kind of aiming for for the prompt, and it just didn't work out, quite. Of course, I was also aiming for porn, and it missed that mark sorta, too. ;P
But hey, this is probably more action than Tetsu's had in fandom for, like, forever! He's happy with it! ^_^
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Date: 2007-07-16 04:08 am (UTC)And I liked yours, dear. :D But I agree, it is nice to give characters what they want sometimes. Especially normally-grumpy cannibalistic old goats.
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Date: 2007-07-16 04:19 am (UTC)Tetsu: :sniffs dismissively: The child is at the wrong age. Tough, and lacking flavor....
you know, in the original manga, there was a part that was left out of the Tokyopop edition. Have you seen it? A little minicomic about Tetsu pining after this other ewe-like creature (hot sheep girl in Tetsu-vision) in the shop. Leon felt bad for him and was giving him pointers on how to get the girl. Tetsu gives her flowers and it's all very lovey dovey until it cuts away...and the next thing you see, Tetsu's all streaming chibi tears because he got dumped, and the girl's got a chunk taken out of her wool, and they say how to Tetsu, desire and appetite are the same thing. ^_^
(And they actually say in the manga:
Chris: Well, Tetsu always tries to eat Leon, so does that mean....?
D: ...no comment.)
<3!
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Date: 2007-07-16 04:33 am (UTC)(Also, HA. I think Tetsu would probably bite anyone who insisted that his desire to eat Leon was indicative of any other desires, but hee nonetheless.)
...I kind of want to see Leon flip his shit if he ever finds that out, actually.
"You're leaving my little brother around cannibals?"
"T-chan isn't a cannibal. He doesn't eat his own kind."
"But he eats people! HE COULD EAT CHRIS!"
"He doesn't want to eat Chris."
"Yeah, that's what he says. I leave Chris here so he'll be safe, goddamnit!"
"And Chris is quite safe when you leave him alone in your filthy apartment, where he's surrounded by the worst kinds of humans?"
"...at least they won't try to EAT HIM!"
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Date: 2007-07-16 04:41 am (UTC)pffft, yeah. :) "THAT'S WONG! YOU LET MY LITTLE BROTHER PLAY WITH THE MAN-EATING CHEF PERVERT! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" ^____^ And meanwhile Chris is all like, "...you were a chef, Tetsu? And a pervert?"
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Date: 2007-07-16 04:43 am (UTC)And then Tetsu's all "I'm not the pervert, your brother's the pervert," and Chris goes "What?" and Tetsu says "Oh yeah, have you seen his porn collection -- " whereupon Leon shouts "THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT SHUT UP ALL OF YOU." And D goes ^^ because it's all so very amusing.
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