Loveless, (Youji/Natsuo+Soubi)
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kinkfestTitle: Take Me Over
Author: nekokazuki
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Warnings:Heavy BDSM
Word count: 410
Summary: Soubi should not be watching this.
Prompt: Heavy bdsm; the zeroes trying their damnedest to feel something - "And in your bed, I'll be your pet / You think I'm crazy well you ain't seen nothing yet / You've got the will, I got the whip / Take me over, and I'll take you on a trip"
A/N: I am so sorry. Soubi got in there somehow. I hope you like it anyway!
Take Me Over
Brit M.
Soubi adjusted his glasses and sat back in his seat, sipping a mug of coffee laced with whiskey. Youji and Natsuo smiled at him, wicked and deviant, from the bed. Natsuo’s bare body was pale, so pale and perfectly built, under the warm lamp glow. Soubi took another fortifying swallow.
“Thank you for helping,” Youji said, still dressed. He ran his hand absently down Natsuo’s side. “I know Ritsuka would be unhappy with you if he knew you watched this.”
“After all, he won’t do this to you, yet.” Natsuo piped up, wriggling. “Maybe we should have him watch, too.”
“No,” Soubi responded. “No, I won’t throw him into the deep end and tell him to swim.”
“This is the deep end, then?” Youji said, twisting Natsuo’s pink nipple harshly. The boy didn’t even whimper. He just smiled at Soubi.
“I’m making sure you don’t kill him, so yes, I’d say it is,” Soubi’s voice was gruff with barely hidden desire. “Ritsuka will learn.” The boys both gave a pointed look to the wide red mark on the side of Soubi’s neck, the little teeth outlined in purple.
“Looks like he’s learning already,” Youji said huskily, running his free hand down his partner’s body to grasp his hardening prick.
“I can’t feel that,” Natsuo teases.
Soubi found himself leaning forward, intently focused on the two pretty Zero. He watched the soft play, the biting and slapping that had Natsuo panting. It was not the pain; he couldn’t feel that. It was the thought of what it must feel like, the imagination that lets him get off on it. The girl Zeros started to feel, after all.
Then, it started getting heavier. He watched the blood pour down Natsuo’s pale chest, breathing deeply. Youji was getting into it, his eyes a bit wide, his hands shaking. Natsuo lets out a tiny cry, his gasps coming in sharp heaves. Soubi shuddered. “Youji,” he whispered. The boy turned his head to stare, hovering the scalpel over Natsuo’s collarbone. “Too much. Put it away.”
“Oh,” He said, dreamy. He dropped the metal instrument onto the floor. Soubi watched the blood spatter around it in a small arc.
Natsuo rolled onto his stomach, baring his untouched back and smooth ass. Youji moaned, quietly, fervently. Soubi clenched his hands on his thighs, wishing to be under that viscious love. Youji smiled at him, sharp and wild. “Come here, Sou-chan,”
Soubi did.
Author: nekokazuki
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Warnings:Heavy BDSM
Word count: 410
Summary: Soubi should not be watching this.
Prompt: Heavy bdsm; the zeroes trying their damnedest to feel something - "And in your bed, I'll be your pet / You think I'm crazy well you ain't seen nothing yet / You've got the will, I got the whip / Take me over, and I'll take you on a trip"
A/N: I am so sorry. Soubi got in there somehow. I hope you like it anyway!
Take Me Over
Brit M.
Soubi adjusted his glasses and sat back in his seat, sipping a mug of coffee laced with whiskey. Youji and Natsuo smiled at him, wicked and deviant, from the bed. Natsuo’s bare body was pale, so pale and perfectly built, under the warm lamp glow. Soubi took another fortifying swallow.
“Thank you for helping,” Youji said, still dressed. He ran his hand absently down Natsuo’s side. “I know Ritsuka would be unhappy with you if he knew you watched this.”
“After all, he won’t do this to you, yet.” Natsuo piped up, wriggling. “Maybe we should have him watch, too.”
“No,” Soubi responded. “No, I won’t throw him into the deep end and tell him to swim.”
“This is the deep end, then?” Youji said, twisting Natsuo’s pink nipple harshly. The boy didn’t even whimper. He just smiled at Soubi.
“I’m making sure you don’t kill him, so yes, I’d say it is,” Soubi’s voice was gruff with barely hidden desire. “Ritsuka will learn.” The boys both gave a pointed look to the wide red mark on the side of Soubi’s neck, the little teeth outlined in purple.
“Looks like he’s learning already,” Youji said huskily, running his free hand down his partner’s body to grasp his hardening prick.
“I can’t feel that,” Natsuo teases.
Soubi found himself leaning forward, intently focused on the two pretty Zero. He watched the soft play, the biting and slapping that had Natsuo panting. It was not the pain; he couldn’t feel that. It was the thought of what it must feel like, the imagination that lets him get off on it. The girl Zeros started to feel, after all.
Then, it started getting heavier. He watched the blood pour down Natsuo’s pale chest, breathing deeply. Youji was getting into it, his eyes a bit wide, his hands shaking. Natsuo lets out a tiny cry, his gasps coming in sharp heaves. Soubi shuddered. “Youji,” he whispered. The boy turned his head to stare, hovering the scalpel over Natsuo’s collarbone. “Too much. Put it away.”
“Oh,” He said, dreamy. He dropped the metal instrument onto the floor. Soubi watched the blood spatter around it in a small arc.
Natsuo rolled onto his stomach, baring his untouched back and smooth ass. Youji moaned, quietly, fervently. Soubi clenched his hands on his thighs, wishing to be under that viscious love. Youji smiled at him, sharp and wild. “Come here, Sou-chan,”
Soubi did.
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