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Don't Speak

By: Sephanie
folder Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 9
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Reviews: 9
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Disclaimer: 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.
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Young and Tender

Hey Cocoke5 HOW DO? ^_^ Hey if you like this story and No Turning Back why don't you check out CRAZY from Gravitation as well. Well thanks to both of you for droping me a post also for your support!

Young and tender Boy

“You would know, I’m sure you’ve seen it,” Hisoka snapped at me as I continued to ride his ass.

“Well you’re a very sad child, the only thing in your favor!” I paused as I let my seed go and let it mix with his blood. I pulled out and swirled my finger in his little bloody hole. “Is your beautiful body blessed by the gods?” I ran my hands over its’ curves and felt his silky skin and hair. “Other than that you are very sad. Such a whore. You know, I bet Asato will not want you now.” I stood up and started to dress myself, he got up as well and dressed.

“No, that’s not true! And you’re going to take me too him now!” he cried as I pulled on my coat.

“Um, not today. I think I enjoyed myself inside of you though. Maybe another day.” I pinned him to the wall through his wrist so I knew he wouldn’t follow me.

As I left I heard him screaming curses at me which made me leave just a bit faster before I got hit by one.

I went home with my paint supplies and if Asato could kill with his looks that is what he would have done. When I saw him he looked very angry.

“Why can’t you leave Hisoka out of this you sick monster!” he yelled as he tried to break the chains around his wrists, remember I had left him hanging.

“I am happy to see you’re still, hanging around,” I greeted him with a smirk. I kissed his cheek, he snapped at me.

“You fucker! Don’t ever touch Hisoka again!” I slapped him and he looked even more pissed.

“I will touch him how ever I please. Now it is time for our painting week. It will be the best painting of all time. That is if the paint brush can even do you justice.” I set up my paint canvas and sat in front of Asato and began trying to make his body even more timeless.
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