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Poison	By : HBender Category: +M to R > Ronin Warriors Views: 2247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Poison by Bender

Synopsis: This is drawn from the episode where Ryo wakes up Cye (wh sti still asleep in the whirlpool) and gets slashed up by Sekhmet in the process. With Sage helping Mia look for Kento, all chances of healing are nil. So what hap whe when Ryo finds he has a cut he fears to be infected with Sekhmet's poison and that he will only survive a short time? Slight gore, very graphic Cye x Ryo (Ryo x Cye if you wanna be technical about it).

“The power of the Wildfire and the Torrent together was fantastic. And only together can we defeat Talpa.” -Ryo

He jumped into a raging whirlpool to retrieve him. He fought an adversary and nearly lost his life. He went to the limits of his strength and capabilities in a hopeless situation for the sake of another. This selfless, almost reckless abandon was just another task for Ryo Sanada. Vini, vidi, vici as the saying goes. Ryo came, he accessed the situation, and then he conquered it. And he let nothing stand in his way.
It would be a lie to say that Cye didn't feel admiration for Ryo. The both of them defeated Sekhmet, and neither could have been successful without the other. How ironic that two complete oitesites, fire and water, should have the greatest strength when fighting together. However, the ordeal had worn the both of them to the extent of their energies, and now was the time to retreat to safety and lick their wounds.
Mia had left them a small medical kit in case of any unfortunate accidents, and Cye and Ryo made good use of the bandages, rubbing alcohol, and hydrocortisone. Now they, along with Yuli and White Blaze, were safely hidden within the decrepit subway station long since deemed as a fortress.
Now devoid of their sub-armours and only half dressed, Cye and Ryo tended to each other's cuts and scrapes while Yuli sat, curled up against White Blaze in the corner, growing sleepy against the large warm cat, his deep purr like a lullaby.
Cye dabbed some alcohol on a piece of cotton and brushed back the dark bangs that covered Ryo's forehead. Deep blue, cat-like eyes looked up at him as he gently pressed the cotton to a bloody scratch. Ryo hissed softly as he felt stinging liquid seep into the cut. Cye, face drawn and pale, gave him a meek, reassuring smile--he wasn't feeling too hot, either.
Ryo sighed as the cotton was taken away, now streaked with blood and smears of dirt. He waited patiently as Cye prepared a small bandage then held still as the other boy gently pressed it on. Afterwards, Cye leaned back and inspected his handiwork, nodded satisfactorily and began to clean up the bandaid wrappers and various ointment bottles.
Ryo, despite the qualities that made him the obvious leader, was very timid when it came to thanking his peers for saving his life. The saving of lives was his job, and Ryo felt embarrassed that he had even gotten himself in a predicament to where he needed rescuing. And after jumping into the water so cocky and self-assured that nothing could beat him or go wrong... boy, had he learned a lesson in humility. The hard way.
Ryo stared at the concrete floor. “Thanks for saving me out there. I really... appreciate it.”
Cye turned slowly and looked at him, sea green eyes almost amused. “Ryo, if anyone needs to be thanked, it should be you. If it weren't for you I'd 'av been killed by Sekhmet-”
“But you pulled me outta the water-”
“And you jumped in when Sekhmet wos thrashing me.”
Ryo and Cye looked at each other and smiled modestly.
“I guess we both owe it toselvselves,” Ryo murmured.
Cye nodded and gently patted Ryo's thigh, then snatched his hand away as the dark-haired boy let out a yelp of pain. Cye stared at him with wide eyes.
“Don't hold it back or anything... whot's the matter? Is your leg injured?”
“I don't know how I coulda overlooked something that hurt so bad...” Ryo grimaced and mildly ran a hand along the inside of his leg. He winced in sudden pain as his fingers passed over the epicentre of discomfort, and Cye frowned darkly.
“You're hurt. Ryo, you've got to let me see. It could get infected.”
Let me see it, he said. Ryo knew what that meant: off with the pants, and he wasn't about to get indecent while there were other people around. And God forbid if Yulie awoke and got the wrong idea. Ryo didn't want to have to explain that to Mia and besides, Ryo was terribly shy when it came to undressing. He glanced over at Yulie, sleeping against White Blaze. “S-somewhere else?”
Cye nodded once. “Olright. Come on.”
He stood and took Ryo's arm, helping him limp to a small back room, dimly lit by a single bare bulb hanging from a chain. An oblong metal table was directly underneath and Cye set the medical kit upon it and turned to gaze at Ryo, who blushed.
“Come along, mate,” Cye whispered reassuringly. “We're both men 'ere.”
Ryo's trembling fingers fell to the button of his jeans, undoing them, sliding them off of his hips. Cye stiffened his upper lip and tried not to stare at the tanned, sinewy legs rippling with muscles. Ryo sat on the edge of the table and gingerly inched the jeans off, grimacing with the pain in his leg.
The jeans landed on the floor; Cye picked them up, brushed them off and folded them. Then he turned his attention to Ryo. “I cahn't... see the wound.”
Reluctant and very embarrassed, Ryo bit his lower lip and inched his legs apart. Cye gasped, and Ryo turned his head away.
“Is it bad?”
Cool hands were suddenly pressed to his hot flesh, and he looked down to see Cye inspecting his inner thigh, where there was a swollen red gash about three inches long. Not very deep, but the infection was evident.
Cye paled. “My God, Ryo.” He looked up at the dark haired boy with a frightened face. “You've been poisoned.”
Ryo clenched his teeth. “Sekhmet,” he growled. “He-he sliced me up. Those swords of his are poisoned, that's how I lost my vision-! Only Sage was there to heal me...”
He trailed off. Sage was with Mia, looking for Kento. No healing, nothing but a medical kit. When looking at the supernatural powers of Sekhmet's venom, they might as well be equipped with Chanel no. 5.
“How long does it take?”
Cye furrowed his brow. “It all depends on the strength of the poison and the extent of the wound. It might just be an infected cut, I can't say when it's this far along. There's no way to tell. But if it is poisoned...” He placed his fingers delicately near the cut. Ryo squeaked, and Cye gazed up at him. “A day at the most. If it's olready in your bloodstream, a few hours.”
Silence fell between them.
“I'll be... dead. In a few hours?” Ryo had a hard time choking the words out. Tears clouded his vision and he blinked frantically. “But... but the fight is just beginning. I can't die. We need to find the others. We have to defeat Talpa! This isn't happening... Cye, tell me this isn't happening. Even if you have to lie to me.”
Cye blinked once. “I won't lie to you, Ryo.” He stared at the puffy wound. “I'll save you.” He kneeled down and put his hands on Ryo's knees, spreading his legs open. Ryo was startled.
“Wh-what are you do-”
“I saw this in a movie once,” Cye explained evenly. “Suck out the venom. It's the only thing I can think of. At least it's worth a try.”
Ryo thought a moment before closing his eyes. “Okay. Do it.” I'll try not to die of embarrassment...
Cye lowered his face and engulfed the flesh in his warm mouth. Ryo winced as he felt a hot tongue slip into the wound, then Cye gently bit down and Ryo clenched his fists, gritted his teeth in agony. Cye turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, then grasped the flesh around the wound tightly, forcing blood to ooze out slowly.
“This might take a while,” he murmured. “Relax, Ryo.”
He nursed the wound again and spit out the infected blood. Ryo felt as if his face were ten thousand degrees and he knew it was probably as red as his Wildfire armour. He felt Cye deepen his suction, breathing heavily onto Ryo's bare skin and sucking hard on his tender flesh. Ryo became suddenly short of breath, working into full-blown gasps. And it wasn't in pain. Looking down he saw, humiliatingly enough and to his greatest surprise that he had gotten rather hot and aroused by Cye's ministrations.... Cye, whose cheek was dangerously close to brushing against the obvious erection concealed in Ryo's underwear.
“Aa-!” Ryo choked, mouth open but barely able to say a word.
Cye, thinking something was wrong, spit to the side and looked up at Ryo. “Whot is it? Wos I...”
He trailed off and suddenly focused his eyes, almost crossing them at the huge quivering beast before his face. And the only thing standing between he and it was a millimetre of white cotton. Cye blushed hotly and gazed up at Ryo with a grin tugging the corner of his mouth up into a coy smile. “You look like you could use some healing 'ere too, love.”
Ryo was too ashamed to look the British boy in the face and closed his eyes, looked away. Cye politely ignored the embarrassing situation and stood, fetching some healing gel and bandages from the medical kit. He applied the gel and primly wrapped Ryo's injury. When he was done, Ryo had what looked like a white garter around his thigh. He looked up at Cye gratefully.
“I... th-thanks, Cye.”
The brunette smiled craftily. “Don't I get a reward for a job well done?” He slid his hand in the crook of Ryo's crotch, grazing his long and slender fingers lightly over the dark-haired boy's massive erection.
“Aauhh!” Ryo squealed in surprise, staring at Cye as if unable to believe a boy so proper and tempered could be capable of such mind-clouding pleasure. And why him? Was Cye... liket

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