Giving In

Disclaimer; I do not own Angel Sanctuary.



:::Giving In:::

.:Chapter Three.:



*I\'m devouring him, his lips, his essence, the trickle of blood that trickles from his hairline...

*He\'s delicious.

*The little boy in me, the real Kira Sakuya in me says I shouldn\'t. To be more gentle with Setsuna.





\'Why should I?\'



*It\'s not like he\'s complaining.



*As I rub his crotch, Setsuna grunts in frustration.

*Breaking off the kiss, I ask him.

\"What?\"



\"You know what.\"

*Snarling, Setsuna looks quite the devil himself.



Albeit a devil a little too sweet to be handling a devil\'s affairs.



\"Really, I do? Why don\'t you tell me what\'s the problem?\"

Kira looks smug as he puts on his most innocent expression.

Which really isn\'t much.



Setsuna stalls for a moment even as his body moves along with Kira\'s half-hearted strokes.

\'Wait... I know I want it. But is it right? This ain\'t Kira sempai. He gives off this, vibe, that he won\'t pull you up when you fall. He\'s more likely to pull you down, straight with him\'



Kira stares at him, grey eyes meeting light brown eyes that were questioning in their gaze. His hand begins to stroke Setsuna\'s member harder, rubbing in the rough fabric of his school uniform. Losing control...

\'Who cares?\'



Setsuna gasps out.

\"Harder, sempai.\"



A hint of a smile reaches Kira\'s face.

\"And...?\"

The strokes become more thorough, and Setsuna feels the first tremors of an orgasm.



\'You teasing son of a- \'



\"More.\"

With that, Kira gives Setsuna a dashing grin that somehow makes Setsuna feel cold inside.

Yanking down Setsuna\'s pants in one go, Kira kneels down in front of him so quickly he doesn\'t find the time to protest.



\"As you wish, Sets-chan\"

Hearing his name said in the lilting sing-song voice Kira usually calls him by, Setsuna shivers.

Taken into his mouth, fondled by his bare hands, white-hot pain shoots through Setsuna\'s mind. Even as he comes from the pleasure, gasping and moaning, he gives out a keening sound for the pain, the searing touch of something alien filling him, engulfing him...



Kira smiles even as he stands up, wiping Setsuna\'s semen from the corners of his mouth.

Setsuna\'s shaking violently, feverishly, barely staying upright on his own.



Caressing Setsuna\'s face,
\"Now, we really ought to take this somewhere else... \"



Muttering the finishing phrases needed to bind Setsuna\'s astral power to his own, Kira slides his hand down to Setsuna\'s neck, where a dark bruise is forming on his skin.



A bruise in the shape of a collar.









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