Love At First Kill
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Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
5,312
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Three
Love at First Kill
Chapter 3
The apartment was warm when we entered. White walls with black carpet made the room seem harsh yet inviting at the same time. I, personally, liked it.
\"Tea?\" Tsuzuki offered.
\"Wine.\" I replied.
\"What makes you think I have wine?\"he grinned.
\"I assumed.\" I returned his cat-like smile.
\"You assumed correctly.\"
I waited patiently as Tsuzuki got the wine. He came back into the room with a glass of what looked and smelled like Merlot. 1926 was my guess as to the year. It was a very potent blend to be sure. He sat in my lap facing me and whispered into my ear, \"Tu peux m\'embrasser maintenant.\"
I never knew he could speak French, but I sat my wine on the end table and obeyed his command.
The kiss was hot. Hot and sweet, like melted sugar, only much stronger. Our tongues fought eachother for dominance until the heat between our bodies was nearly unbearable.We broke the kiss and he reached for the wine, taking a small sip.
\"Tu adores moi?\" he asked, cheeks faintly pink.
\"Toujours.\"Always. I love you always, Tsuzuki.
\"Then I am yours.\" He pushed the white suit jacket off of my shoulders and tossed it to the side. As he removed my tie, he kissed his way down my neck, leaving a trail of liquid fire in his wake. I wanted him to continue. To be sure, I wanted this badly, my body told me as much, but my curiosity got the better of me in the end.
\"Tsuzuki, I simply must know why you have made this decision. Why have you changed your mind? What is there that is different now that would make you desire my company or my love?\"
He tilted his head as he looked at me, his violet eyes reflecting so many mixed emotions it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. The only thing I saw for certain in his eyes was my own reflection.
\"Muraki...\" he paused,\"We aren\'t like other people. We can never be accepted as who we really are, and that is how it always has been and always will be. We are descendants of darkness searching forever for a light that shines only for us. You are my light, Muraki, and I am yours. That\'s all you need to know right now.\"
You\'ve been hurt, Tsuzuki. I can see it plainly now. You never could hide your emotions. I will heal you, so don\'t be afraid. I was hurt once before too, and that\'s why I know how to take you away from the pain.
We made love for hours on end. Passion beyond expectation. He would have me, and I would have him, then we would start from the beginning again. Sometimes it was slow and exotic. Other times it was raw and primal. It was more than any human body should have been able to endure, but we aren\'t exactly human, now, are we?
Chapter 3
The apartment was warm when we entered. White walls with black carpet made the room seem harsh yet inviting at the same time. I, personally, liked it.
\"Tea?\" Tsuzuki offered.
\"Wine.\" I replied.
\"What makes you think I have wine?\"he grinned.
\"I assumed.\" I returned his cat-like smile.
\"You assumed correctly.\"
I waited patiently as Tsuzuki got the wine. He came back into the room with a glass of what looked and smelled like Merlot. 1926 was my guess as to the year. It was a very potent blend to be sure. He sat in my lap facing me and whispered into my ear, \"Tu peux m\'embrasser maintenant.\"
I never knew he could speak French, but I sat my wine on the end table and obeyed his command.
The kiss was hot. Hot and sweet, like melted sugar, only much stronger. Our tongues fought eachother for dominance until the heat between our bodies was nearly unbearable.We broke the kiss and he reached for the wine, taking a small sip.
\"Tu adores moi?\" he asked, cheeks faintly pink.
\"Toujours.\"Always. I love you always, Tsuzuki.
\"Then I am yours.\" He pushed the white suit jacket off of my shoulders and tossed it to the side. As he removed my tie, he kissed his way down my neck, leaving a trail of liquid fire in his wake. I wanted him to continue. To be sure, I wanted this badly, my body told me as much, but my curiosity got the better of me in the end.
\"Tsuzuki, I simply must know why you have made this decision. Why have you changed your mind? What is there that is different now that would make you desire my company or my love?\"
He tilted his head as he looked at me, his violet eyes reflecting so many mixed emotions it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. The only thing I saw for certain in his eyes was my own reflection.
\"Muraki...\" he paused,\"We aren\'t like other people. We can never be accepted as who we really are, and that is how it always has been and always will be. We are descendants of darkness searching forever for a light that shines only for us. You are my light, Muraki, and I am yours. That\'s all you need to know right now.\"
You\'ve been hurt, Tsuzuki. I can see it plainly now. You never could hide your emotions. I will heal you, so don\'t be afraid. I was hurt once before too, and that\'s why I know how to take you away from the pain.
We made love for hours on end. Passion beyond expectation. He would have me, and I would have him, then we would start from the beginning again. Sometimes it was slow and exotic. Other times it was raw and primal. It was more than any human body should have been able to endure, but we aren\'t exactly human, now, are we?