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 Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:06 pm
 { d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
Once spotting a shirtless Kyou on the couch, Dwaine kept his eyes down. He could feel the other male's gaze on his though, which made him rather self conscious. One hand reached up to tug lightly at his dark locks, as though that alone would get them to behave. He didn't feel presentable at all any more. The boy had little doubt that he surely looked something akin to a rain-soaked kitten that had been brought home out of pity. Dwaine didn't want to look pitiful and helpless; he wanted to look like a respectable and capable slave, one that Kyousuke could be proud of, and happy to have with him. Not one that Kyousuke felt like he had to have with him at all times because he was too pathetic to be left alone. Maybe he should have stayed in the bedroom... But whether he had or not wouldn't change the fact he had already told his Master that he didn't want to be alone. Pathetic.
So with these thoughts in mind, it was quite a surprise to the boy when Kyousuke suddenly told him he looked cute. The boy looked up with wide eyes in his shock before quickly looking down again, a blush painting across his cheeks. The raven twisted his obsidian locks around his fingers self consciously. He let his hand fall back to his side, however; when his Master spoke again so he could nod in response. Being drenched in blood was a pleasing experience for the vampire, but not once the blood dried. Then it just felt tense and coarse. His body felt much better now that it was clean. His mind... Actually felt a little better as well, even if only a tiny amount. Kyousuke seemed to be feeling better too. That was good. Very good indeed.
He had just been about to move over to his Master when his Master came to him, instead. His gaze, which had been watching the taller male move about, dropped when said male stopped in front of him. His blush, which had faded, came back to faintly caress his cheeks. "Where, um... What should I do... With these?" The raven got out finally, motioning to the bloody clothes in his arms. The small ego boost had been good while it lasted, but now that Kyousuke was standing in front of him, probably a good foot taller than himself, that pathetic, helpless feeling came flooding back. How on Earth was he supposed to be anywhere even close to worthy of being a slave for this man?
Dark eyes scanned the room as he waited for an answer (to his vocal question, or that last mental one; he'd be happy with an answer to either, or better yet both), finally resting on the desk behind his Master. This was his study? What was he working on? The papers that the male had been working with when Dwaine had entered sparked the vampire's curiosity. He hoped he hadn't interrupted anything important. His uncle ran his window-repairs business from home, so Dwaine had never been allowed in his study/office. Did Kyousuke run his business from home? Even if he didn't, what did his Master do? It must have been something very important for him to be able to to afford Dwaine in the first place. That thought brought a pang of guilt to the vampire's stomach. His Master had to pay just to get him, and now he had to pay for all the water and electricity, etc. that he used, plus clothes if his Master was still willing to buy him some new clothes like he'd offered before. Not to mention the price in blood he had to pay. Which brought on another question to the slave's mind, how exactly would he be feeding from herein? More blood packs? Or would he be allowed to hunt? Would his Master buy him a blood doll (another cost!)? Or... Maybe Kyousuke would offer himself as the blood doll. The vampire had to bite his bottom lip at that thought. It was much too appealing to even contemplate lest he lose control of himself.
((Haha, sorry this one is kind of back to the confusion, but not nearly as much angst. Just a bit of self-hating on Dwaine's part. And it's little. But... Tough luck. >.<"
Hooray for being creeps! *High fives*
Maybe...
Well... It looks a little better... Maybe... If Kyousuke stays happy in his next post. Drama = love. I picture Hyung to just be like... awesome. Just awesome. Simple as that. XD
I just watched the first episode~ And it is love! And Ciel is also love! And I don't know who else you're talking about there. *Shot* I'm off for about an hour though to go walk my dog. Then I'm gonna post and watch some more. <33
Yush. Challenge. That's good!))
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 6:03 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++Tboy's face was already flushed, but the fact that the colour could get even brighter was a thrill for Kyousuke. Still so cute. It was true, though, Dwaine did remind him of a kitten~. He even had a collar. With tags. All he needed was a neko cosplay set. [Which Kyou would be more than happy to get.] He was brought away from his thoughts of Dwaine in black cat ears and a matching tail [looking an awful lot like Ritsuka in his mind,] when he spoke about his clothes. Kyousuke honestly didn't know what to do with them. They looked awful, he'd grant that.
"Hm. Memoirs?" he grinned smugly. He wouldn't mind keeping them for that. The first time he'd ever been bitten, as well as the anniversary of buying the little vampire. Of course, it would probably only bring memories Dwaine didn't necessarily like.
+++++The Incubus gave a shrug. "What do you want to do with them? ... We could ship them to Africa if you want," he playfully suggested. He looked down at the clothes again, taking them in his hands while they were still in Dwaine's, bringing the two even closer [which was secretly his plan], examining the articles even further. They really did just look awful. +++++Shouldn't that strike Dwaine as odd? If his clothes were bad, shouldn't he be wondering how bad Kyousuke's clothes and body were or at least had been? Shouldn't he be even more concerned with that fact that the Incubus' chest and neck didn't have a single mark on them anywhere? Not even a small scar was left. No scabs. No little scratches. Just a smooth, solid, pale torso.
+++++He pulled his hands away from the clothes, stepping back a bit in order to turn around. He walked back to the couch and sat back down, leaning against the arm rest nearest to Dwaine. He wished the vampire would learn to look up more. He had a very nice face; why didn't he show it off? +++++Kyousuke narrowed his eyes in thought. They really needed to get him some clothes that actually fit, along with all of the other things he'd need or just wanted. The money simply wasn't an issue; not only was he still making hundreds of thousands almost every month, but he already had a lot saved up. It had only been him living in the house before [his workers didn't get half as many things as he did, silly. He was sure Dwaine easily surpassed them, too,] so he had more than enough to last him about 2 more full lifetimes, even including some random splurges.
+++++He was sure that money would be much funner now that he could buy someone else things with it. He didn't mean for it to sound like bribing; he just... he wasn't good at showing feelings in many other ways. That's why they have Hallmark cards and stuff. But he didn't plan on buying a card. Those were painfully stupid.
|| I can't think of a thing to type. D;
Eh, it's fine.~ I wouldn't expect everything to be fine after so many angsty, empathetic, confusing posts. xD It'd almost make me mad if one of us weren't still kind of leaning towards that way.
YAY. [/high fives computer screen] ...[/imaginary high fives] <---Much better.
Kyou seems pervy to me right now. xD But when he's happy, he's a sadist and I guess he's pervy... OH. Works out nicely. // That's not simple at all. D8 What kind of awesome is he? I don't want Hyung to be a let-down.
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I dunno where to watch eeeetttttt. :C Mmmm. You should give me a pretty blue font filled with a word that I can click that will bring me to this magical place.
Challenges make me sad when I can't complete them correctly. lol. I fail. But...like... I don't think I've gotten any better or more experienced with roleplaying. D8 At all, since like... ever. e .e;; ||
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:37 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
The vampire stared down at the clothes in his hands as his Master spoke, then at his Master's hands when they joined his own in holding the bloodied articles. Memoirs? Dwaine ran his fingers over the clothes. Renn had given them to him during his first week in the Emporium after he had stripped off his jeans and shirt and refused to put them back on. He blamed the episode on being blood-deprived. Besides, he had just been thrust into the world of slavery, he was granted at least one mental breakdown, right? The clothes had been Luke's and that very thought made it feel like the clothes had been on fire. So he'd had Renn take them away, and the demon had given him the clothes he now held in his hands. They had marked his official initiation into slavery. The vampire grimaced and shook his head. He didn't want them. Africa, hmm?
"I don't care where they go. I don't want them any more." The boy told the other with a confirming nod of his head. He had gotten rid of the clothes Luke had given him, and he'd get rid of the clothes Renn gave him. Would he ever have to get rid of the clothes Kyousuke gave him? He wanted to be able to buy his own clothes, with no memories and stigmas attached to them. But... He didn't really think that would be possible any more. Whether he was discarded and found again, whether he was set free. No. It wasn't the clothes. It was him. He could pretend all he liked, but he'd never be able to wash himself clean.
The raven glanced up when his Master suddenly moved away, and, like the obedient slave he was, he followed. When Kyousuke sat on the couch, he sat at his feet, legs folded neatly beneath himself. The clothes were resting in his lap. He couldn't get rid of the memories. But... Maybe... Maybe he could make new memories? Ones he would never wish to forget.
The boy placed his arms on the seat of the couch next to his Master, forming a cradle for his head there. He looked sideways at Kyousuke's leg. Would those memories include the male beside him? Or would all the memories that included him be bad? Not all of Dwaine's memories were bad... But they didn't bring anything but bad feelings when he thought back on them, so that made them bad anyway, didn't it?
The vampire scrunched his eyes shut, forcing those thoughts out of his mind. He could worry about all that later. He had been fed and bathed, but Kyousuke hadn't eaten anything. He must be hungry, right? Surely after all the blood Dwaine had helped himself to he must be needing some nutrients. The boy sat up a little straighter so he could look at his Master properly, but his arms still lay on the couch. He kept his gaze on his Master's lips, not quite brave enough to look directly into his eyes just yet.
"Are-are you hungry?" Dwaine asked softly, still a little too timid to be able to just say what he wanted without stuttering, "If-if you show me where the kitchen is... I can cook you something." The slave ducked his head back down, wishing he hadn't spoken at all. He didn't mind cooking, of course not, he just felt incredibly pathetic. Like Kyousuke would just laugh at him. But he knew that Kyousuke wasn't a vampire, so to his knowledge, that meant that he was either carnivorous or cannibalistic, a vegetarian, or had simply a normal human diet. So within those options, Dwaine was fairly sure he'd be able to cook up something that the other would like. And even if he couldn't, it was the thought that counted, right? Pfft. Sure.
((Neither. )=
Haha, yeah. But... It's a fair bit less in this post. Dwaine is trying to be happy so that he can make Kyou happy. I'm sure they'll end up all drama-y again soon, no doubt.
Much better indeed.
Haha. He seems cuddly to me. But, it doesn't really matter how he's feeling; Dwaine'll go along with it.
I don't know. Just awesome. I picture him being more bad a** than submissive. The kind that sort of keeps Kyousuke on track, but is also the type who would be kind of disobedient and all 'Pfft. Yeah, sure, whatever you reckon, Kyou. *Walks away with cool shades and some cute little boy while Kyou's all dead-pan* ' But is still really loyal and is always the one to snap Kyousuke out of his depression moments and makes sure he keeps to all his business appointments and stuff. And I don't know. How I picture him might be completely wrong and I don't know how to explain it anyway so I'm just gonna go do the time warp a little... *Jumps to the left*
Yessir! H e r e you go. You just gotta scroll down to the bottom to the page until you see where it lists the Kuroshitsuji episodes. ^.^
Haha. I know that I've improved a damn Hell of a lot since I started. But... I haven't really improved at all in the past like... year I swear. >.<" Oh well. But that's just my writing. I'm no good at ideas or plots or plot twists or nothing. That's why I want drama! So I can practice. But... A little bit of happiness won't hurt either of them. ^.^ ))
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 10:39 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++The alleged demon nodded at the boy's words. I suppose I could have Hyung dispose of them shortly as Dwaine sees fit, he silently decided. Knowing Hyung, he'd think it a thrill to be able to destroy something and not get in trouble by the Incubus. That's the kind of pyromaniac destructionist he was. He was the only hired help Kyousuke had that didn't have complete proper manners and elegant skill. Honestly, he really didn't know what he specifically hired the man for. He usually did the work that came directly from Kyousuke. Nothing like cooking, cleaning, or gardening. He just... did little, specific things Kyou wanted done or just wanted. He drove the car, yes. He ran errands. He ordered things and had them delivered in. He had reservations prepared. He kept track of the company, even though that was supposed to be the one real job Kyousuke had. ... Hyung did a lot of things. . . . And those were just the few things Kyou could currently remember. That was terrible, wasn't it?+++++The demon was almost surprised when the vampire knelt in front of him, leaning against the couch. This made the Incubus smirk. He'd started to like being a 'Master,' and he was starting to fall into the part. Why shouldn't one such as an Incubus like being in complete control of another? He should love it. But still, the human in him felt so guilty. ... Whereas the proud Incubus in him had long forth sought to kill that human area in his heart...
+++++The suggestion the other gave just upped how pride-filled he was to be a Master. If only Dwaine knew what Kyou actually fed off of. Sure, he ate actual food every now and then, but that was just for his body. He needed both food and energy, mostly energy, to live. Pray go on with your assumption? Yes. Sex. Honest love-making for one night, and then as soon as it's over, both participants forget about the other and life goes on. Isn't love a beautiful thing?
+++++It's actually most disgusting to the Incubus half. The human found it adoring.+++++Kyousuke thought for a moment, Doesn't he know that I have a hired cook already? On the other hand, how cute would he be in an apron? He smiled at this and looked to the boy knelt so obediently in front of him. How bloody naive and blind you are, like a child. Although, I'm sure even one such as you are tainted. Just as I'm sure you're much more mature than you're letting on. It was an awful thought. But everyone is ruined to some extent. Consequently, it was almost upsetting for Kyousuke to know that somewhere inside Dwaine was a corrupt little (adorable) creature. And knowing that someone else had caused it. A double---no, triple whammy.
+++++He leaned towards the boy, smiling arrogantly. He felt urged to ask the boy if he were hungry - er... thirsty...? "Oh? You've no idea what I even eat." Kyousuke truly was a terrible person. He wanted to mess with the boy's mind so awfully! Would he tell Dwaine what he was? Or would he make the answer even more tantalizing and mysterious than it already was?
|| Shortness! [/swallows sadness] // I do have a plan for not only Hyung to come in, but for Dwaine to meet him at the same time. C: Let the ceremony of burning his clothes BEGIN.
It probablly will. Don't take that the wrong way, though; I've nothing planned. I just... well, it's common sense that it'll happen again. xD
Cuddly and pervy thus far. Got it.
xD Your description of Hyung made me giggle. I like it, though. Out of all of the servants, one of 'em has to be a jackass, right? I'm planning for the rest to be pretty nice. ... Dang, it sounds like I have a whole work force planned out for Kyou, doesn't it? xD
I totally went there! But I saw the Black Blood Brothers title and I was all, "Nah, that's not what I'm looking for," and I back-spaced it. Well.. I went back. And then I went to AniLinkz, and so far it's been working out ok... But your place looks so much more reliable. xDD
Oh, me too. I was a complete newbie when I started. DD8 But, recently, I can't really tell if I've made any real improvements. Looking back on some of the stuff I did a few monthes ago seem to contradict that, though. ... I say blasphemy. Even though we're not talking about religion. Otherwise, lies. Uso-da. ...[/insert some other way to say 'lies' here] ||
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 12:08 am
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
Somewhere in the back of the vampire's head he was sure that almost every silence that had fallen between the two since his leaving his cage yesterday was only a matter of moments, but every one felt like it lasted a life time to the poor boy, and this one was no different. Kyousuke was laughing at him. Silently, but undoubtedly. Dwaine let his forehead rest on his folded forearms, hiding his face from his Master's view. He really shouldn't have said anything.
And then, just as the regret was settling firmly atop his shoulders, he felt his Master's breath ruffle his dark locks ever so slightly. He couldn't stop a shiver from escaping down his spine. It wasn't the words, but rather the voice that Kyousuke spoke them with. There was a confident power there that Kyousuke hadn't used up to this point. Dominance. But, with a hint of something else. Something, maybe even a little threatening.
A soft mewl escaped the teen, sounding much likened to the kitten that so often (and unbeknownst to Dwaine) preoccupied his Master's mind. Now that was how a Master was supposed to talk.
"Uh... Mm..." The vampire scratched lightly at the couch with one clawed finger. His cheeks were bright with the rose that had suddenly filled them, and his ability to speak had clearly deserted him. But, such was the power of the Master; to put his slave in his place. Submissive and willing, at the foot of his Master. Right where Dwaine was now.
The boy swallowed, trying to regain enough of his senses to speak, for his Master was clearly awaiting an answer. Okay. He could do this. "Whatever you want... I'll try and make it for you!" Dwaine beamed up at his Master. His initial grin softened, but his eyes still shone, even if he had only looked his Master in the eye for an instant before dropping his gaze back to Kyousuke's lips. Besides, Dwaine had practically tried to skin him alive yesterday for his own meal, how could he judge whatever it was his Master ate?
((Gahh. Short! But I blame Kyou! His Master-ness made Dwaine a little puddle of submissive kitty slave goo. And thus Dwaine wasn't up to helping form a proper post. It makes sense. Yups.
Yush! Let eet beginnnn!
Yeah, well, they're both pretty emotionally screwed over, so... It's inevitable.
Haha. Hyung is bad assss! I can't wait for him to burn Dwaine's clothes! =D
The more servants he has the less Dwaine has to do and the more time he can spend with Kyou! And the more obsessive he'll become about knowing why Kyou really bought him. XD
Me too! But then the thing at the top said that that was the sight, so I just scrolled down and then bingo! There they were! And they are awesome!
Oh gosh, me too! I was all *Fail fail fail, fail fail fail. Fail!* "Talking fail" *Some more faily faily fail fail.* If I got to that long. But then I discovered literacy, and I haven't seemed to improve much since then.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 12:58 am
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++Oh. Kyousuke couldn't help but agree that that little noise the other emitted was the most stunning sound he'd ever heard. Why was he a vampire when he most definitely could be a neko? It just didn't make sense. Then again, he made a rather fitting vampire as well... His blood lust hour had been especially fun and intoxicating a time... Oh, well. In his next life he would most undoubtedly have to be a kitten! Or a neko... preferably neko, because Kyou didn't want to take in a pet; he wanted a lover. He was hoping to find the boy in his next life, if it ever came down to there being a sequel for the vampire... hopefully not, though.+++++But, really, Kyousuke could only respect the boy's determination. The fact that they were so close together now that he'd looked up was just icing on Kyou's imaginary cake, anyhow. (Maybe he could talk Dwaine into making him a cake?) His eyes narrowed in some unknown form of emotion, undoubtedly along the lines of sadism. The vampire was fun to play with. His reactions never ceased to somehow please the Incubus, give or take a few. He took the boy's chin between his pointer finger and thumb, leaning in further until their lips were a hair away from brushing together. "My 'food' is more along the lines of... Hmph. I don't think you'd favor the idea, as appealing as it is to me." The demon grinned widely, pulling back an ever-so tiny bit to briefly look over the other. A split second later and he was just as close as he had been, becoming much closer as he enthusiastically licked the corner of the vampire's mouth.
+++++Then, all at once, he pulled back completely from the other. He took a minute's leisure before standing up and turning towards the door, gesturing over his shoulder for the other to follow him. He swung the door open, leaning against it in order to keep it open for the other. Ah, in such a short amount of time he'd come to utterly love being in charge of the adorable little bishi of a slave. How he hadn't noticed earlier was ridiculous.+++++Dwaine truly was perfect for the Incubus. Usually Kyousuke had only slept with people more-so like him, submissive lovers hardly ever coming into the picture. The women he'd taken to before were... well, like most women willing to have a one-night-stand, whores. Never hookers or prostitutes; if anything, the women should have payed him.
+++++He wondered what kind of person Dwaine was in those sort of situations. He didn't have the tag saying otherwise, so he'd definitely partaken in sex. The only assumption he could make was that he was truly and fully a shy, submissive little uke. Judging from the few reactions Kyou had forced out of him, he didn't seem to be too far off.
|| Mine is still short, too. x .x;; I'm under the pressure of my parents to gtfo the comp. Oh, Kyou is that intimidating? <3
Heehee.~
... I'll grant that.
Woo! I know. I think I know how to play Hyung. I've had a character similiar to the personality before in a different guild. Ah. I missed playing Kai. D8
Oh! I never thought about that. ... Well, now Kyou has to be the pimp of all servants.
I was too driven to scroll down. xD I wanted the episodes right then.
I knoooooow, right? D8 I feel so ashamed when I look back at something I wrote so long ago. :C ||
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:01 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
That look on his Master's face... The softest of gasps escaped him when his jaw was taken in the other male's grip, as though reawakening him to the world. Dwaine didn't have enough senses at the moment to pull away even if he had wanted to. Another soft sound escaped when his Master again spoke in such a voice. It was intimidating, but exhilarating! That kind of adrenaline you only get when you're doing something you know is beyond the realm of just 'dangerous', but where fatalities become quite a real possibility. Dwaine didn't think he'd even mind if his Master killed him if he spoke in that voice while he was doing it.
The lick to the corner of his lips had his eyes widening and his stomach flipping. And of course; a hot blush flooding onto his cheeks. When Kyousuke abruptly stood, it took a few moments for the vampire to come back to himself and realise he should be following. So when he came to this conclusion he naturally scrambled to do so, nearly dropping his old clothes in the process. The slave ducked his head and hugged the clothes to his chest as he moved past his Master and back out into the hallway.
"I don't mind, Master." The raven murmured softly. It wasn't like his own diet was especially favourable. Now that he had taken his fill, temptation was easy to resist, but that didn't mean he wasn't still sorely tempted to overindulge in his Master's blood if given the chance. He knew already that his willpower to continue resisting would slowly wilt over the coming days as the blood he had consumed worked through his system until it was no longer beneficial to him and he would need to feed again. Which wasn't something he was particularly looking forward to for the simple fact that he wasn't sure where his next meal was coming from, and he certainly knew where he wanted it to come from.
((Also still short, but I have to get off now too and *Shudder* ...clean. Bleh! And yush, yush he is. But it's good!
XD Hyung shall surely be da bomb. <33
Lawl. I don't think Dwaine would like him being a pimp. (Even though he's an Incubus, so that's like the pimp of all pimps. XD )
Haha. So you spent more time than needed in an ultimately unsuccessful voyage? Brilliant. And I really really really want to watch it right now! And I can't 'cause I have to get off and clean! Dx (Obviously I am also stalling.)
I know! The shame. The shaaaammmmeeeee! *Octopus arms*
Okay! Getting off for real now! I'll try and sneak on as much as possible to reply!))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:45 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++How could Kyousuke possibly keep away from the boy when he kept being so damn innocent? And, God, when he called him 'Master'... That had to have been the most arousing thing he'd ever heard. It was a horrible thing to be thinking something like that at the moment, but Kyousuke couldn't help it. He was, like, one of the sex Gods. He can't change that! His mind and body were over-dosed with male hormones; that's part of how an Incubus works! Sometimes that was a great thing to have, though, he had to say. Ah. Did that make him some sort of a *****? Dwaine is so much younger than him. Doesn't look it; compared with looks, Dwaine probably thinks Kyousuke is two or three years older than him. He's actually... at least over fifteen-hundred years older. ... He's definitely a *****! Wait... does it count if one's body is in their early, early twenties? He had stopped aging so long ago. ... So, with that note, Kyousuke declared that he, indeed, was not a man who liked to pray on young boys and girls. He took to anyone who caught his eye, regardless of age. ... That doesn't sound charming at all.+++++The Incubus wanted to wrap his arms around the boy from behind and whisper non-too-nice things into his ear. He wanted to tease him, explore him, make him cry out in complete ecstasy. Never had he waited so long to have someone. Oh, yes. The longest he'd ever had to wait up until this point was 46 minutes. Alcohol actually slowed Kyou's progress instead of speed it up. People couldn't comprehend anything for the life of them when drunk! It was too much of a hassle. Furthermore, Kyousuke hasn't set foot in a bar since. He'd no reason to. Incubi don't get drunk off of alcoholic beverages. They get drunk off of pleasure. Although, not the stupid kind of drunk humans get into. They, much like Dwaine had, get sleepy and happy. Hyper, almost. Kyousuke never became hyper, he just became kind of silly and playful, but still very sadistic. Playfully sadistic. Not at all how a child is playful... Kinky, maybe? That fits rather well, actually. But, Kyousuke always had a spot for kinky things... Some characteristics came straight from his race. But, just like there were dominant Incubi, there were submissive, cutesy ones. Again, Kyousuke never slept with any of them, either. Having intercourse with another Incubus is almost painfully unbeneficial, as well as against the code, but, hell, was it satisfying to the body. One didn't receive any energy, though. No aura to feed off of. It was a huge disappointment, really.+++++But, no one said that having such relations with a vampire was against any kind of code... And, there was even less stated about a fledgling vampire. So, that meant there was no one to tell Kyousuke otherwise. Besides, even if there were some sort of law against it, Kyou never abode [I hate the word 'abide.' No idea how the past tense works.] by those. They were mere suggestions to the demon.
+++++Having turned in a complete one-eighty, Kyousuke's thoughts were no longer doubting. How could they be after such... 'reassurance'? He moved over to stand behind Dwaine, placing his hands on his shoulders, holding him both gently and firmly in place. He leant down to gently press his lips to the area under his ear, where jaw connected to neck.
+++++"Such a naive thing to say," he started, speaking huskily against the delicate skin of the other, "What if I were a cannibal? Would you let me eat you?"
|| This post, though short, was so fun to type. <3
I hope so! I don't want him to be a disappointment to either of our expectations. :C
xD Hopefully not. I wouldn't want him being ok with Kyou being more than just eye-candy to someone besides him.
Yes, actually. But that's over now! xD
Heehee. Hope you have time to read and reply to this. Make your Grandpa stall more!
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:01 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
The vampire started a little when he suddenly felt Kyousuke's hand on his shoulders. Realising that it was indeed Kyousuke's hands on his shoulders he relaxed a little, but not completely. Mainly due to the lips pressed so sweetly against his skin that elicited a soft, please mewl from the boy. Apparently, Kyousuke was planning on staining Dwaine's cheeks pink forever with the way he was always making the poor boy blush.
He shivered lightly both at the voice and the words this time. If he were of a different kind, perhaps he would say something along the lines of 'You wouldn't really do that would you?' or 'Well, you let me eat you, didn't you?', most likely in a flirtatious voice. But that wasn't the type of person Dwaine was. He never had been, and he couldn't see it happening any where it the near future. So the only response he could really manage to give to such a question were a few incoherent sounds and a nod. If that was what his Master wanted, then who was he to deny him such?
But... That voice, the way he had said that... It didn't sound like he was really a cannibal, or even really like he was just teasing though Dwaine had little doubt that that was probably the main point of asking such things to begin with. No. It sounded like Kyousuke was asking... Something. Something else, that Dwaine couldn't place. But it was something that his body must have subconsciously recognise, because his stomach had down a back flip at the word 'eat' and Dwaine had a strange feeling that it wasn't really meant in the way that context implied. It was a frightening proposition, but at the same time a little comforting. He didn't really want to be eaten; it was usually him that did the eating! But... He wouldn't object. Not if that was what Kyousuke wanted.
But even with all the thoughts running through his mind, the vampire felt far from fearful, or repulsed. If anything, he felt safer. Not happy, but certainly happier. They were quite a way away from where they had been only earlier this very morning, but with Kyousuke falling properly into the place of Master, it allowed Dwaine to fall comfortably back into his place of Slave. And that was indeed where Dwaine felt most comfortable; it was what he was used to.
And Kyousuke acting the way he was now... Speaking with that voice he was now! Why couldn't it have been like that from the beginning when he woke this morning instead of... The way it did. But that was this morning, and this was now. So it was now that was important. And now was... Well, now was going pretty damn good as far as Dwaine was concerned, as shown by the many pleased sounds that the vampire had already given off since he'd first offered to make Kyousuke breakfast and his Master had started acting like, well, his Master. Yes, this way was definitely much better for both of them.
Who knew a bath really could do such wonders?
((I made it! My sister's-ex-boyfriend's-brother is over, so he's distracting Mother with all his woes.
I'm sure he'll be awesome! * U*
Haha! If Dwaine is only feeding from him, then Kyou is sure as Hell only feeding from Dwaine! But... He wouldn't be brave enough to confront Kyousuke unless their relationship had developed enough by then for him to really feel like he wanted to be with Kyousuke, instead of just wanting to be with his Master. Which is similar, but not quite the same. Because Dwaine could say no to Kyousuke, but not his Master. Gahh! I can't wait~! <33
That's good. Now you can just enjoy the ride!))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:40 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++The Incubus really couldn't be any more pleased. Kyousuke wasn't a cannibal, though somewhat close to it, and yet the boy agreed to letting Kyou have a feast from him. Kyou would resist, however. Much too early for the Incubus way of feeding, right? He still sort of cared for the boy; he was wanting there to be many more nights than just the first. Besides, he was wanting Dwaine to be into it as well, more than a slave would. He didn't want just the Slave Dwaine to want it, but the actual Dwaine as well. Otherwise it wouldn't be as satisfying.
+++++Kyousuke moved his right hand away from the boy's shoulder, sliding it around to brush along his neck before finally coming to take his chin again. He tilted the vampire's head back, exposing more of his neck. Somehow, Kyousuke wasn't too surprised to see a scar painted along the crook of the boy's neck. Now, where had that come from? +++++He then took the time to move his free hand down to the boy's hip, taking the hem of his shirt lightly in his hand. He only took to holding it, deciding that pulling the shirt up would be much too much. The scar, upon closer inspection, had a partner that was located along the front that moved around a little to the opposite side of his neck. Oddly, Kyousuke was fond of scars. When caused by him. But, who had caused these?
+++++He moved to place light kisses along the scar, almost thinking they would heal it. It seemed only rational; Kyousuke could heal himself, so why shouldn't he be able to heal others? However, when pulling back a small bit to look over it, the scar was still very much there, and it didn't seem to be going away any time soon. How disappointing.
+++++The demon chuckled to himself, still very pleased regardless of the scar. He wondered if Dwaine had more. Was it coincidence that he had scars on his neck when being a vampire himself? Then again, Renn said he was a fledgling... surely whoever caused these was the full-blooded vampire who turned Dwaine? . . . That made Kyousuke remember a name. Luke. Could he be that very vampire? +++++Kyousuke kept his hold on the boy, keeping his neck arched back as far as he'd know it could go without starting to become painful as he himself moved to be able to look down at him. He was so glad he was tall enough to do this, or that Dwaine was short enough for him to do this. He moved his hand to caress his cheek instead of lightly holding his chin. The Incubus elegantly smirked down at the boy.
+++++"You'd let me kill you?" he inquired, his tone dropping an octave and becoming that much more dangerous, despite how truly satisfied he actually was. His voice was almost menacing. If one didn't honestly know any better, they would probably think he would kill them at that very moment. Was Dwaine so loyal that he'd throw his life away if Kyousuke deemed it to his wanting?+++++Hypothetically, let's say Kyou was a cannibal. Well... an Incubus is still rather close to being so, but let's say he was an actual cannibal. He would have eaten Dwaine as soon as he set foot in the manor. And, according to Dwaine, he would have been fine with it. Now, why was that? A Slave is to be loyal, but to the point of dying, regardless of the sake of their Master... wasn't that loyalty to a fault? A Slave was to stay by their Master no matter what, yes? Dwaine couldn't do that if he was dead. Thus, that would make him quite the failure of a Slave. ... But, that was just Kyou's opinion. He didn't think a Master should leave the Slave or vice verse. Once a Slave, always a Slave, and still vice verse. Once a Master, always a Master. Once a pair... always a pair. There can't be one without the other.
|| [/jumps for joy]
Hoping sooooo.
Mmm... By this point, I'm not sure if Dwaine would be that comfortable yet... unless... he's liking all the crap Kyou's doing? Kyousuke's an awful, awful person. xD But, both I and Kyou both are hoping for him to be so comfortable with him later. C:
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 8:39 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
A sharp, yet still soft, inhale of breath as his Master's fingertips grazed across his skin. There was no resistance, the boy let himself be manoeuvred as his Master pleased. He might have bitten his bottom lip or given some other reaction to his Master's gripping his shirt, if he had completely frozen with the realisation that Kyousuke seemed quite interested in his neck.
A small sound escaped the boy at the feeling of lips on the brutalised skin. It would be quite a surprise if the other some how hadn't noticed the scars there, and, though it could very well have been Dwaine's imagination, judging by the way it felt like his lips were trying to hit every scar that was visible, he most certainly had. Disgusting. They were disgusting. He was disgusting.
The vampire flinched at the laugh, interpreting it as a bad sign. If Kyousuke was mocking him for those, what would he think if he saw how horrible the skin beneath the uncharacteristically wide collar he wore was. Indeed, they were the very reason he had been given such a large collar to begin with, yet some still poked into view. His neck was bad enough... What if Kyousuke saw the rest of him! The boy couldn't bring himself to pull away, in fact, quite the opposite. That voice he'd used, how gently lips and fingers met such marred skin... The smell of his blood. The vampire had taken to leaning on his Master just in the slightest just so he might remain standing. His head was resting against the taller males shoulder so keeping his neck exposed like that wasn't so painful.
Only a few nonsensical sounds answered Kyousuke's question. And he thought the voice he was using before was as befitting to a Master as could get. Indeed, it took a few attempts before the boy could gather himself enough to form a coherent sentence.
"Mmm... I told you... I won't... Take it back..." He finally managed to get out. With the slave in him so placated by the way his Master was acting and speaking, even despite his apparent fascination with the scars that Dwaine so abhorred, the vampire in him was feeling particularly lackadaisical and craving just that extra bit of blood to really satisfy him, and this unfortunately also meant that side of him was feeling particularly tormented by his Master's close proximity, and as though that wasn't enough, the fact that his Master was indeed an Incubus and so he was giving off such an aura whether he meant to or not, it really was a miracle that the slave had enough willpower left to drag any semblance of a sentence together, let alone one that actually made sense, and, as far as he was concerned, actually provided a perfectly reasonable argument for just why he would let his Master take his life. He had told Kyousuke that he would do anything for him, to make him happy, and he meant it. If that meant that his life would be taken, then that was the price to pay. After all, it wasn't like it would be the first time he'd made such a sacrifice... But it would undoubtedly be the last.
((Fail post. >.<"
He's loving what Kyousuke's doing. But... As a slave and a Master. Not at Dwaine and Kyou. At the moment. I'm sure Kyousuke can make that change eventually.
I was going to say that Dwaine's already dead, so Kyou doesn't really have to worry, but then I realised; Dwaine's already dead! He's already given his life for one lover. He truly is hopeless with love, isn't he? Poor dead. But yeah, hence the little angst tacked on at the end of that one.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:47 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++Kyousuke didn't comprehend Dwaine's reasoning. Kyousuke, himself, would never give his life for someone. At least, not at the current moment in his life. Dying for Dwaine would be ridiculous at the point. Kyou would fight for him; he wouldn't die for him. He, unlike the vampire, was still very much alive. He wasn't even sure if an Incubus could die. There had to be a point in an Incubi's life when it's their time, but who knew when that was? Kyousuke had never heard of an Incubi's death before. Nonetheless, it had to be possible. There can't be life without death; besides, Incubi multiply like rabbits. So, unless they were planning on taking over the world, then somewhere, somehow, they were dying. ... Oh, man, what if Kyousuke was considered elderly in his race? That's repulsive to think about. +++++Kyousuke had a moment of depressed thoughts for a moment, If that's what the Slave thinks... what's Dwaine's opinion? About everything the Slave has said thus far? He thought of them as two people, just like how he thought of the Incubus and the Human in him. Should he be happy that the Slave thought that way? Or should he be angry about it? He'd told Dwaine to be himself, hadn't he?
+++++So, he wouldn't take it back? Ever? It was a sweetly morbid thing, knowing that no matter when or what happened, that the Slave wouldn't mind somehow being killed one way or another. A vampire is almost something akin to a zombie; praying off of humans and being among the walking dead. How is one to kill something that is already long gone? In the movies and games, all you had to do is shoot the zombie in the head. With the vampires, there's stupid methods using wood and garlic and even a metallic cross. Would a gun suffice anyways? Though, Kyousuke had heard of that, too. The only catch was that one had to use a silver bullet. He could easily have that arranged.+++++Kyousuke, pushing these thoughts aside, tried to keep his prior mood. There was no reason for him to be depressed at such a time, is there? Unfortunately, it doesn't sound too convincing. But, at the moment he was able to be so close to Dwaine. Wasn't that a win in itself? Er... At the moment he was able to be so close to the Slave. No, he needed to stop that. Dwaine had no backbone of his own, did he? Were all Slaves that way?
+++++By this time, Kyousuke's smirk had rather vanished. His eyes were still narrowed, but it didn't give off much of the look it had held before. If anything, he just looked to be in thought or looked to be feeling kind of determined. But, was that the right word for it? Determination? It was as good a word as any. +++++The demon felt no reluctance, while the human felt so much of it at once that it was almost suffocating. Reluctance, guilt, hesitation; they all clouded the human's half of his mind. The Incubus couldn't care any less on either part. What if they were wrong? What if they were taking the Slave's words the wrong way? . . . Then it was the Slave's loss; it would be the Slave's fault.
+++++Without any more arguments from the Human, the demon captured the vampire's lips. The Incubus did it out of temptation and want; the human out of comfort. He didn't mind the awkward posture; it was fine, as long as his head was tilted enough. Also, so long as no tongue was involved; he didn't want to bite the Slave's tongue on accident. Or would it be Dwaine's? ... Surely the Slave's. . . . Were the Slave and Dwaine really as different as he thought? Kyousuke really hoped not. But, if he were right, then it couldn't be helped. No matter what. It would be a pointless case to try to solve.
|| Well. Back to an emo Kyou. D8 Hopefully it's a one-post thing this time, though. >. <;;
Which leads Kyou to thiiiiis post. Bwah. I dunno if Kyousuke can change it so easily. Or at all, actually. I'm doubting it.
Yeeeh. I didn't think of that. xD Even though it should have been kind of obvious to me, seeing as he hasn't aged in the past two years. ||
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:49 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
If it weren't for the fact that Dwaine was completely intoxicated by everything about his Master at that moment - his voice, his blood, his aura - then he would no doubt be worrying about the silence that followed as he always did. But even though it was far from comfortable and thick with emotions he didn't care to think on, and something he couldn't even name... It didn't bother him. The way he was leaning against his Master meant he could feel his heart beating against his back, right where his own was beating in it's own foolish vanity. There were none of the emotions that plagued Kyousuke's mind when the vampire kissed back.
Normally he would have been surprised by such an act, maybe even pulled away in his shock. But Dwaine's mind was far from clear by this point, to the point where such an occurrence seemed the only natural thing to happen after such a conversation, and more so, after such a silence.
All of Kyousuke's worries were in vain, for that instant at least. The slave in Dwaine kissed back because that was the natural and expected response for a slave when their Master kissed them, but the human in him kissed back for the same reason Kyousuke had kissed him in the first place. The comfort. The desperation, to have someone to hold, and to hold him back.
Dwaine had never been a strong, or a really independent boy. He'd been burned, time and again, but he couldn't stay away. A masochist? It certainly seemed like it. But... If he didn't have the hurt, what would he have? Kyousuke thought it strange that Dwaine would so easily throw his life away for him, but Dwaine had never really felt like it was his life to begin with. He had nothing to lose, and he didn't really think he had anything to gain either. He had... Nothing. Nothing to live for. Except for the pain. Was it so horrible, to want a purpose? To make ensuring his Master's happiness that purpose? If dying was what it took to grant Kyousuke that happiness then, he could die happy as well.
But... Dying hadn't made Luke happy. In fact, it did quite the opposite.
All at once, the vampire tore away. He stood about two meters from his Master, bent over a little. His chest was racking with his heavy pants. One arm was clutching the clothes to his chest, but his hand was clamped over his mouth.
It was a lie. He was a liar.
There was more to lose. He had thought there was nothing to lose and everything to gain if he gave his life to Luke, and he was wrong. If... If he gave his life to Kyousuke and it didn't make him happy... Then he would be losing so much more than just his life. He would lose his purpose. His... Purpose.
His knee's gave out, and he fell to his knees. He sat back on his heels, bent over nearly double as though he was about to be sick.
His purpose had always, always been to make them happy. Make them happy. But no one was ever happy, no matter how hard he tried. And God knew the poor boy tried. He'd given his life time and time again to make them all happy, not only in the literal sense. Maybe... Maybe he had no purpose.
They always said... He wasn't supposed to be born. Even his aunt and uncle. They were strict, but kind. But... He heard them at night too, when they thought he was asleep. He didn't know what it meant to say things 'in the heat of the moment'. Everything said was meant. Maybe they were right.
A few tears slid down the vampire's cheeks, and he clutched the clothes in his grip tight enough that his claws slid easily into the folds of material. The idea of knowing he had no purpose, or worse, that he could never fulfil that purpose was devastating to the boy to say the least. He had searched his whole life for... Something. Something worth searching his whole life for. And the realisation that maybe that something didn't exist... It was difficult to believe that feelings so terrible, so destructive, could be leap forth from such a comforting moment... If Dwaine had been in a better state, he would probably curse that this 'epiphany' had to occur with such wonderful timing.
((I... Doubt it. *Shot*
I swear I had no idea that Dwaine was this... Broken. Kyouuuu! Fix heeemmmm!
It won't be easy, no. But he'll get there!
Lawl. I just realised. I wrote 'poor dead' instead of 'poor dear'. Oops.
It's kind of amusing though because Dwaine is feeling as suicidal as he is determined to live until he has a reason to live. Because... Finding that reason seems to actually be his reason. Trippy, no?
But... Yeah. *Hands Kyou a broom* Have fun cleaning up all the little Dwaine-pieces that you inadvertently broke~ ^.^ ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 11:50 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++Words couldn't express any of the feelings Kyousuke was feeling. Mainly because he didn't know. He didn't really feel anything. When the kiss had been returned, he had felt somewhere near relaxed. Though, that didn't last anytime before that in itself was stomped into the ground. The Incubus was pissed. The Human was hurt. The place in-between--the place that actually held The Kyousuke--felt nothing. He was neither sad nor mad, but of course not happy. Confusion was completely out of the picture. He'd nothing to be confused about now.
+++++So, this was Dwaine. That broken little thing on the floor. Did Kyousuke cause that? Had he been selfish before? Of course he had been. Of course he caused it; what else could have at the time? Maybe time was the answer. Bad memories? Or was it really just Kyousuke? +++++The Human wanted to do the same thing Dwaine was. To go into somewhat of a fetal position and cry. The Incubus... couldn't think of something that would be enough to make him calm down. Kyousuke still didn't feel anything. His body felt as if it could collapse, too, like Dwaine. He didn't let that urge be indulged though, so he leaned against the wall instead. He couldn't look forward, because if he did then he would see the poor boy on the floor. Thus, he looked at the ceiling like he had in his bedroom. Incubus' mood was starting to seep into Kyousuke. He, just like he shouldn't have, started to get mad. He didn't know at what--probably himself. Maybe even Dwaine. Maybe just for the sake of feeling something. Maybe because feeling sadness would just make Kyousuke hate himself. He didn't like depression. He'd went down that road too many times. Anger was funner; less pathetic.
+++++Or maybe anger was even more pathetic when in such a situation. It had to be, because otherwise the Human wouldn't be resisting as much as it was at the moment. The Human didn't want to hurt Dwaine, whereas the Demon really cared less. Kyousuke, when feeling such a powerful hatred coming from the Incubus, couldn't help but allow it. +++++He raised a hand to brush through his bangs, leaving it to cover his right eye in what he felt was a comforting action. It kept his hand from shaking.
+++++"Somehow, I believed you. Everything you've said today - I believed it all. I thought you were being honest. . . . I guess I have bad judgement." Both his tone and his words were obviously cold, no matter how numb he really felt. The words were like a dagger to the remaining heart of the Human. The Demon's words had to have been lies. They had to. There's no way they could have been the truth. The Human wouldn't accept it. Dwaine didn't mean to. He's in worse condition than Kyousuke is; Kyou had no right to feel like that or act like that. So why wasn't the Human fighting back anymore?+++++Kyousuke felt alone. He felt... weird. Again. Only, it was worse this time. He felt like a parasite. Small, meaningless, hated by everyone and everything. What the hell happened? When did any of that happen? It all occured so fast. He would barely comprehend it, if he were able to at all. Why did being alive suddenly suck so badly?
+++++There was a sudden change in Kyousuke's mood. The Demon had taken over again. "So, who's Luke?" it inquired, the ever-so-smallest hint of sarcasm and arrogance hidden behind the words, as if he knew exactly what Luke was to Dwaine. As if he knew that the name would hurt the other even further than he already was. Maybe that was exactly what the Incubus sought to do. Why did he suddenly want to hurt Dwaine? Before he had wanted the exact opposite. He didn't want Dwaine to hate him, yet here he was making damn sure that he would. +++++After brief thoughts, the Demon decided that was exactly what it wanted. Maybe by making Dwaine hate him, neither of them could hurt the other anymore. The most damage would already have been dealt with; there wouldn't be any more to take. But, unfortunately for the Demon, the amount of pain one could take was an outstanding number. Most would think it impossible, but it was very well possible.
|| Hate it, hate it, hate it. Hate it. I don't like this post. I don't. It makes me sad. I don't like it. I'm not helping Dwaine at all. [/still crying | DAMMIT.]
Kyou fails at life.
I horribly doubt that by this point.
It still made sense, though. ... I would laugh if I didn't just... Damn. xD
Trippy indeed... To the point that I barely understand it.
{ Kyou: Oh, thank you. [/sarcasm] Nice knowing it's indirectly my fault and that I'm just making it worse. }
DWAINE. I'm so sorry. DDDx ||
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:51 am
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
If there was ever anything that Dwaine wanted to feel then apart from completely numb, then he did not know it's name. For once, it seemed that no matter how many emotions he felt, they wouldn't just cancel each other out. Instead, they just made each other grow, feeding off it all. Every word. Every word that Kyousuke spoke. It was more than just cutting. More than ice, or fire. Thank whatever cruel and sadistic God there was that Dwaine did not need to breathe to survive, because he just couldn't get the air. Or maybe... Curse that God.
Dwaine had meant it. Meant every single word. But it was so hard. No one was ever happy. And he couldn't forget. It didn't matter how hard he tried, how far down he tried to bury the memories, they would always resurface. But try as he may, no matter how many times he shattered, in tinier and tinier fragments. He just couldn't die. He couldn't forget, he couldn't stop feeling. There was always something, something that wouldn't go away. That invites in the danger, and burns and burns and burns. But just does it all over again, no matter how much it kills him to do it.
But apparently that wasn't the only thing inside of him. Because the instant that Luke's name fell from Kyousuke's lips... Something snapped. Something else. Something that had never broken before. Sort of like blood lust, but... Different. He was so consumed by this something in that instant, that it didn't even occur to him to be curious as to how Kyousuke even know that name. Or how much it would hurt him...
"You don't know anything." The raven hissed out, his voice much stronger than usual with the vehement he suddenly felt. The boy pushed himself to stand. The clothes fell soundlessly to the floor and he swayed a little, his mind dizzy from the sudden movement. "You don't understand anything!" It was the first time Dwaine could remember yelling in his whole life. It hurt. And... It felt... Good.
Before he knew what was going on, he was right back in front of his Master, his small fists beating down on his other male's chest. "You think you can just do this? You think you can just buy someone and pretend that you don't really want to play the Master? Well guess what? Too bad! You are the Master! You tell me to be myself, that's an order! You kiss me, that's an order! You're upset, that's an order!" Tears were streaming from his eyes and he continued to assault on his Master's chest, though it was probably little more than a mere annoyance to the other; Dwaine had never been strong, in any way. "I wasn't lying! All I want is to make you happy. To have a purpose! If killing me makes you happy, then kill me, but I don't want to die, no, I don't want to live without a purpose. I don't want to live just for the sake of living, and I don't want to die just for the sake of dying!" His blows had died down quite considerably, one hand actually gripping the demon's shirt, while the other was still lightly hitting him. "But don't... Don't play with me. If you want me, then take me. If you don't, then give me back to Renn. You can't just... Dangle me while you decide. I can't..." He shoved away abruptly and turned around, wrapping his arms around himself. "Everything that I touch breaks. Everyone I touch..." He shook his head violently, "I don't know how to make you happy. I don't know how to make anyone happy. And I feel like all I do is try and try and try, and all I manage to succeed in is driving everyone away. I can't... I just can't do it again. No matter how much I want to see you happy, because I'll just fail again... I don't want to be left alone again."
The vampire clenched his eyes shut, before opening them again, his anger seeming to still have some fire yet. One hand rose to the collar at his neck, curling his fingers around it. The tears were gone from his eyes. "No. You want to know who Luke is?" He asked, his voice deadly low, a voice that Dwaine had never used before, "Luke..." His voice positively dripping with hatred, "Luke the ******** b*****d-" Another first for Dwaine, he'd cursed before, but never actually insulted another person, "-I thought he loved me. So I let him. I let him do whatever he wanted. I let him change me, create me, whatever phrase takes your fancy... And then he left me, like all the others. No, worse. He sold me. And you!" He whipped around to face the other once more, his eyes narrowed in his anger, "You're his customer. Do you want to see what you bought?" All at once the vampire tugged the shirt over his head, revealing the many scars that littered his body. He threw the shirt at his Master's feet. "Congratulations. I hope you enjoy your ******** wares." Dwaine snarled, such contempt he had never felt before lacing every word.
((I cried a little too. In my last post, reading yours, and writing this one. I love it! <33
You're awfully pessimistic. Dwaine'll get over it. Besides, this was healthy for him. It's the first time he's ever allowed himself to get angry in his entire life. About damn time.
Oh you totally made it worse~ But don't give up hope! *Waves broom around some more*))
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