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Title: Harem Candidate

Author: Topaz Kat

Disclaimer: I don’t own Megumi Kohousei (Pilot Candidate, Candidate for Goddess, whatever you like to call it). I don’t know who does, however since I have declared that I am just borrowing the characters for a little while and will return them relatively unharmed, I can’t get in trouble.

WARNING: This fic contains some elements (adults with underage participants) that some may find distasteful. There is a happy ending however

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            Hiead walked into his room, his body still sore from his recent brush with Aslan and some of the other pets. The bruises and redness from his paddling a few weeks ago had healed nicely, although he had gotten some red marks across his rear from Azuma because the man wanted to. Overall, the last few weeks were almost livable, except for the fact it was happening as it was in the first place.

            “Christ!” Zero playfully shouted, looking over at the other boy. “Where have you been?”

            Oh no Zero, Clay whined in his head. Why are you always picking fights?

            “You are such a nuisance,” Hiead muttered as he sat down to get ahead in tomorrow’s lessons.

            “You might be better Hiead,” Zero growled. “But I’ll get there first.”

            “Not likely you stupid klutz,” Hiead tossed back.

            Zero got up and walked over to Hiead’s bed and sat down next to the boy. Clay could see the all-too-familiar temple vein appear on the white-haired boy. “Remove yourself,” he bit out sharply.

            The black haired boy just leaned against the head board and put his feet up on top of Hiead’s lap, covering his book. Clay saw the action and inched further away from the two, getting ready to run from the nightly explosion of angry words. Hiead turned to glare hard at Zero, “move your shit,” he ordered.

            Zero quickly moved his feet and sat up, pinching Hiead’s cheek as he did so. “Aww, poor little Hiead, did you have a bad day?”

            The other boy wrenched his face out of his hand, “Don’t fucking touch me!”

            The two glared at each other and Clay realized something very important to the nightly pattern, whenever Hiead started to swear, that was his cue to leave for fear of being caught in the middle of the oncoming storm. He quickly got up and left.

            Zero heaved a sigh of relief, “I thought he would never leave.” He gently ran his fingers through Hiead’s hair and then brought them down to caress his cheek. “You okay baby? What did they do to you?”

            Hiead felt an eerie shiver run up his spine, a delayed reaction to the training he’d gone through earlier. He slowly shook his head no and found his lap divested of his books and lying on Zero’s stomach and chest while the black haired boy rubbed at his neck, back, and shoulders. He tried to close his eyes, and ignore the pain he still felt, and with help, the other boy’s voice called to him. “Come on baby, you know if you talk about it, you’ll feel better.”

            “I hate this,” Hiead muttered, closing his eyes tightly. “I hate not feeling in control of what’s happening to me, and I hate having to talk about it in order to feel better, but it’s the only way.”

            Zero continued running his fingers through the soft locks. “I know, but you know what, I’m surprised that you didn’t crack by now. I know that I wouldn’t have been able to handle everything by myself, and you did. You probably would still be if I hadn’t ragged you.”

            “Just like a fish wife,” Hiead bitched gently. He was rewarded with a sharp smack on his rear for the comment. Even if it did hurt, it still amused him. Hell, it amused him until the internal soreness came back to haunt him. “They all got on me today,” he shuddered.

            “Azuma and the other pets?” Zero asked calmly, not wanting to force it from his mouth. “What did they do?”

            “The master jerked my off, and found a new way to punish me. He’s decided that sharp pinches on my thighs work better than my nipples. Plus doing that leaves my tits open for him to bite. It hurts… I don’t like it.”

            Zero wrapped strong, supporting arms around him, “Shh, I know. What did the other pets do to you?”

            “Used a larger… I think they’re called dildos. All I know, is that I hurt from it.”

            A wicked smile spread across the face of the boy comforting him. “I could try rubbing in some of that cream” he teased gently.

            A soft snort escaped the white haired boy cuddling with him, “you letch.”

            Zero buried his nose into Hiead’s sweet smelling locks. Sure, they still smelled a bit like Azuma’s cigarettes, but not as much as before. They were starting to smell like the black haired boy now too. He tried very hard to not do anything that would make them smell too much of him, for fear of what Azuma would do to him. He reveled in the fact that his scent was rubbing off onto the other boy though. “Of course I’m a letch,” he replied with a teasing smile. “But how do you expect me to challenge Azuma’s claim of you if I don’t get to sample the prize from time to time? Besides, name once when that cream hasn’t felt good.”

            He felt Hiead flush hotly before he replied, “never.”

Zero nodded his head, confirming a reality unnecessary to confirm. When he would soothe the other boy in this manner, he was always very careful. He had felt how tight the boy’s body was, and had on more than one occasion wondered what it would be like to be inside the constricting heat. “You didn’t answer me,” he pointed out.

The white haired boy shook his head from side to side on Zero’s chest. “No, I’m okay.”

Zero bent over at the awkward angle and kissed Hiead’s lips. The startled gasp brought both of their attentions to the door where Clay stood, a dark blush covering his cheeks.

The brown haired boy cleared his throat and pushed his glasses up. “I would never have expected this. How long has this been going on?”

Zero flushed, while Hiead just glared, daring the other boy to argue with them. “A few weeks,” the black haired boy answered sheepishly.

“Oh. You know, you don’ have to chase me out if you guys would like some time together. I mean, just tell me and I’ll take off for a half-hour or something.” He blushed again, “do you want to switch beds Zero? I mean, in order to be closer with Hiead and all? You’ve been muttering his name a lot in your sleep lately.”

The black haired boy raised an eyebrow, “you mean you heard that? Since when have you been up so long at night? I know I’m something of an insomniac…”

Clay smiled gently, “it hasn’t been too bad actually, just a bit annoying from time to time.” He started stripping off the sheets of his bed, doing the same with the ones that were on Zero’s. “Hey,” he called gently, teasing. “Quit making out already and come help me with this before Azuma gets here, you know he hates it when our rooms are messy.”

Hiead sat up abruptly, so quickly that Clay wasn’t even sure he saw him move. “Azuma? Why’s he coming here?”

The brown haired boy looked embarrassed, “I told him that you two were fighting again. He said he’d come personally to sort you out. He also said that since this I the first time he’s had a formal complaint, you’d both lose five points. I’m sorry, I didn’t know what else to do. But now we can tell him that you two have resolved your differences and I’m sure he’ll put them back on.”

            Clay watched in amazement as the two boys suddenly broke apart from each other as if they’d been burned. He then viewed the comical results, for in trying to separate from one another, their legs became and they fell to the floor in between their beds.

            They landed in one of the more provocative positions Clay could have imagined. Hiead was underneath Zero, and the black haired boy’s legs separated the white haired boy’s. Their groins were bumped next to eat other, and Zero’s hands were on either side of Hiead’s torso. Their lips were barely an inch apart. He would have been amused if they decided to kiss each other at that moment. They heard a loud clearing of the throat and all looked over at the doorway to see that Azuma was there. He was looking somewhere between crossed and confused.

            “Hello Instructor Azuma,” Clay began brightly. “Hiead and Zero have made up. They’re not fighting anymore, isn’t that wonderful?”

            “Yes,” the man composed himself, hiding his extreme anger. “So I see. If the two of you wouldn’t mind though, I would like to talk to you about the arguments you’ve had in the past and how you were able to sort out your differences.”

            “You mean now?” Zero squeaked out.

            “Yes now, while it’s still fresh in your minds.” He stepped sideways to the door, motioning that they should exit. When I get my hands on you… he thought to himself.

            The two boys untangled themselves and got up, both more than slightly worried as to what might happen. Both of them realized that Azuma’s threats of removing Zero from the program were little more than talk, but they had no idea of what to expect from the angry man now.

            The hard slap caught Hiead off guard badly enough that he fell sideways and to the floor. He could feel blood filling his mouth from where he’d bitten through a part of his cheek. Tears quickly formed in his eyes, and he knew that there would be a lesson learned this night.

            Azuma was surprised to see Zero step in between him and his target before the next blow fell. The black haired boy who would undoubtedly pilot one of the goddesses stood before him, his arms stretched out wide to the sides, blocking the fallen boy with his entire body. “You have no right,” he told Azuma boldly.

            Azuma raised an eyebrow, almost amused. “No,” he answered calmly, “you are the one who has no right 88. Hiead is mine and I won’t let anyone take him from me, especially not you.” This time the slap was hard enough to knock Zero over, yet the boy stood where he was, having planted himself firmly in between the irate man and his bruised pet.

            “I won’t let you hurt him damn it!” he declared, his cheek swelling quickly. “No one harms what’s mine.”

            “I believe I have prior claim,” the man snarled as he loomed over the boy.

            Zero smirked, even if it pained his face. “You may have taken his first kiss, you may have been the first to bring him to completion, you may even be the on to take his virginity; but I, I was given the gift of his heart, something you’ll never have. Do you honestly believe that you’ll ever be able to get him to confide in you? Do you think he’ll ever share a shy smile with you? Do you think you’ll ever see a look of lust in his eyes, directed at you?”

            This time, the blow connected much more solidly, knocking Zero away. “No,” the man replied flatly, “but that doesn’t matter. Hiead is mine.” Azuma turned back to the white haired boy who was still in a semi-fetal position on the floor. He was very surprised to feel a sharp shove to his side that made him lose his balance. He did bring Zero down with him though.

            Hiead uncovered his head very slowly, still trying to protect himself. He watched as his master rolled both himself and Zero over so that he was practically crushing the boy’s chest. This is fucking ridiculous, he thought. I’m getting sick and tired of this shit. They can all leave me alone for all I give a damn… most of them at least. His anger rose, some anger towards himself, but most of it was due to the entire situation had unfolded to begin with.

            Azuma and Zero stopped struggling as they felt the way the feeling of the room changed. They both looked over to where Hiead had fallen and were pleasantly surprised to see him standing. A large bruise marked his cheek, but that wasn’t what caught their attention though. They had seen him use the EX power before, Zero’s clearest memory of being when they last fought in training, but there was something different this time. Hiead appeared to be so mad that on top of the fact his hair had turned silver and was glowing, it was very easy to feel the crackle of energy he was emitting and Azuma knew that if it wasn’t tamed soon, they’d all be in a lot of trouble.

            Azuma turned and started to speak when he was instantly cut off when Hiead glared at him, “don’t make me blow us up.”

            While he was very proud of his lover standing up for himself, even Zero was starting to get frightened. He too was cut off when he tired to speak though. “Let me talk for a moment,” the other boy explained.

            Hiead looked hard at both of them, “I am my own person. No one owns me; no one has prior claim over me, and no one is going to hurt me ever again. Is that clear Instructor Azuma?” He could see that Zero was beaming with pride, but he wasn’t finished yet. “Is that clear to you as well Zero?”

            Zero’s jaw dropped and Azuma couldn’t help but smile. That attitude, it was back. That fierce will to live, the drive to keep on surviving, no matter what the hell got in his way; had returned. He had wanted that spirit, that fire, to be his. But it appeared to him that it would never be his, which was becoming obvious. He had thought that by pushing at the boy, he could make him his while being able to control that fire, to even turn it against the ideas of death and self-loathing. This was not to be the case. It appeared that the only one who could control that fire, was Hiead, but at least it had been brought back out.

            The fire that flashed in those lovely red eyes burned through him, directing itself at Zero as well, please him too. Well, he figured, I had been planning on training a replacement. Guess I’ve found him. It was apparent to him that the black haired boy was bound to be a good replacement for this need to flush out the will to survive and thrive amongst the more troubled boys.

            Azuma reflected on his pet, realizing that he would be a spectacular pet. Very focused, very supportive, and not one likely to roll over and play dead. This was exactly what they were looking for in the program, his own wishes and those of the higher ups. It also reflected on what kind of replacement Zero could be: strong and in control of the temperamental boy, but also very caring. Truly, he could be a fabulous replacement when he was properly trained.

            The man nodded his consent then, smiling all the while. He noted that Hiead’s EX power dropped rapidly, but along with it, his energy as well. The boy started to drop to his knees, surprised to see that Zero had moved quickly enough to catch him before he completely fell. The black haired boy placed a gentle kiss on the other’s lips and Azuma smiled an almost evil grin; what better way to teach his replacement than through his own pet?

            He went to his desk and pulled open the drawer that held the paddle along with the nipple clamps and a few other toys even. He pulled out a vial of dark red liquid and grinned. Walking over to the two boys, he smiled, handing the vial over to Zero. “Use this tonight after you’ve kicked Clay out of the room, you wouldn’t want him to see anything, now would you? You might wind up with a bloody mess all over the floor.”

            Hiead blinked curiously for a moment while Zero understood instantly. The black haired boy nodded his head, a wide smile starting to spread across his face. He brought the lips of the boy he was holding up for a deep kiss. The white haired boy understood very at that point and blushed slightly

            When they re-entered their room, Clay looked a little surprised to see the bruises on their faces, but he guessed that they were from warning slaps to never repeat their actions again. When Zero asked him to sleep in Yamagi and Ruse’s room for the night, he was confused. So Hiead answered that they were going to rearrange the room as he kicked him out the door, Clay’s blanket and pillow in his arms.

            The white haired boy found himself pinned beneath Zero on his bed as soon as the door had closed. He looked up into those warm brown eyes and discovered what he could only call a look of pure wolfish lust. The other boy descended on him, kissing his mouth hard and deeply, a tongue battling to gain entrance into his mouth. When he caved in and opened his jaw, the other’s tongue plunged inside, claiming every inner recess for itself.

            Zero started running his fingers through the soft snowy locks, ever deepening the lip lock he had. He worked hard to taste every part of the white haired boy’s mouth, so he brought it closer to him. Hiead squirmed gently underneath him, but the black haired boy was too horny and too strong to let his wonderful prize get away.

            When he finally had finished in drinking the nectar from the boy’s sweet mouth, Zero pulled away somewhat. Below him, the white haired boy was panting; his eyes tightly closed and had a strong blush across his cheeks. He smiled then, proud of the things he could do to get the other boy to this state.

            The black haired boy started to undo all of the buttons on Hiead’s vest. As every inch of pure white flesh was revealed, he brought his head down to lick, suck, and nibble at it. He was hardly surprised to see several red marks quickly appearing on the almost naked torso, he could tell that with skin that fair, any mark was sure to show up sooner than he would have thought normally. He leaned forward as one of the deliciously sweet pink nipples came into view and fully engulfed it within his mouth.

            He started caressing the small, sore tit with his tongue, soothing away the indignities that had been inflicted upon it by both the older pets and by Azuma himself. He took it gently between his teeth and started to lightly flick it back and forth, drawing sweet whimpers from the boy below him. When he had enough of the light torture, he started to suckle onto it, much the same way he had done as a baby to his mother. But this time the process was meant to arouse rather than to feed.

            He did the exact same thing to the other nipple as he started to fully remove Hiead’s vest. He had latched onto the other nipple and started to pull back, forcing the other boy to sit up, lest he’d feel the tug become too harsh. He quickly removed the vest and started to push the white haired boy back down, when he felt hands on him for the first time.

            Zero looked at his precious pet and found his own chin grasped as he was thoroughly kissed. The black haired boy smirked into the other boy’s mouth and pulled away, breaking the kiss. He took boy of Hiead’s wrists into his hands and forced him back down, not letting himself be distracted this time.

            He continued what he had been doing earlier, lightly torturing the other boy with his mouth and tongue, bringing a great deal of whimpers, light squeals, and wiggling on the part of the white haired boy. He gently nipped at his belly and bit tenderly along his sides, bringing fourth the loveliest red marks of possession, claiming each part of his body.

            When Zero took the edge of Hiead’s shorts into his mouth, both knew exactly what he was after. The boy beneath him eagerly lifted his hips, making it easier for him; he also wanted to be free from the damn things.

            But the boy on top only pulled them down so far; revealing just the top of Hiead’s trapped sex. Zero grinned wickedly at the whine that managed to escape his captive’s lips and brought his head down. He started out by kissing and lapping at the exposed flesh below the white haired boy’s naval, only to eventually work out to the sides where he could kiss the boy’s slender hips, reddening them to an almost painful bruise.

            “What the Hell are you doing damn it?” Hiead asked through whimpers of pain as the other boy started biting harder.

            “Marking my territory of course,” he answered quickly. “Same thing I’ve been doing all night.” And immediately he started to nip once more along his lower belly bruising the delicate flesh.

            When he finally pulled Hiead’s shorts fully off, Zero repeated the same process, nipping all around the white haired boy’s groin and the top of his thighs. He had yet to touch him where desired it most though.

            The black haired boy looked up from his nipping, gazing intently at the boy gripping the sheets below him. “Do you want to continue?” he asked. “I know it’s what Azuma expects, and something I’d like to do, but I also know that you’re sore from earlier. I could just suck you off and we could try lying,” he suggested, concerned for his partner.

            Hiead shook his head, “no, shouldn’t risk Azuma’s wrath. He hits much harder with a paddle than with his hand. Go on, I’ll be all right.”

            Zero quickly undressed, reveling in the feel of skin-on-skin. “You are a dream babe. Just let me know if it hurts, okay?”

            The other boy simply nodded his head and then gasped loudly when the black haired boy took his sex into his mouth and then swallowed him whole. Even if his mouth was full, Zero managed a smile, loving the way his lover reacted; thrusting his bitten hips up somewhat and clenching the sheet in his hands firmly. Occasionally, a light whine slipped as well.

            Zero shifted himself in between his lover’s legs, laying flat on his stomach almost as he gently pushed the legs apart. He continued to suck hard on the other boy’s sex like a favorite candy, but at the same time, he lovingly pushed his legs apart. He wasn’t surprised by the resistance that met him; it was only made him feel sad that the other boy interpreted almost any contact as something that would lead to unpleasantness.

            He carefully took in the small, finger-shaped bruises that he found on the white hair boy’s inner things, and tried hard to get upset. He could see where Azuma asserted his dominance, as well as where he meted out punishment. He found the desire to kiss away those hurtful marks, even if it meant letting go of the marvelous treat he had.

            Zero pulled away then, letting Hiead’s hard sex fall from his mouth and shifted his attention to the boy’s inner thighs. He loved away the bruises, lapping and kissing at the harsh marks. It was only then that he started to claim that part of the other boy’s body as well. He could hear the whimpers and feel the squirming, yet he just continued to bite firmly, albeit lightly; on the boy’s inner thighs.

            His desire shifted again, the black haired boy quickly engulfed the other’s sex to the base, drawing out a cry of absolute pleasure. He drew back only for a moment to say “come baby, I want to taste you,” before swallowing him again. He listened to his lover’s sweet cries and the rustling of the sheets as he twisted almost violently.

            The loud shout was the only warning he had before his mouth filled to almost more than he could handle with Hiead’s seed. He was more than a little surprised that so much had come out and was sort of sad to realize that he had a small dribble of cum on the corner of his mouth. He was further startled when the white haired boy sat up a little and licked it away.

            Zero laughed quietly at the face of disgust the other boy made. “Why on earth would you want to swallow that so much?” he was asked.

            “Because,” he answered soothingly as he ran his fingers through the soft lock. “It’s your essence; all that is you. You might taste only bitterness, but I love the hidden, almost shy sweetness.”

            Hiead just shook his head, “you’re weird.”

            The black haired boy shrugged, and then grinned again, “I’ve also got a full stomach, and a very hard erection.” He growled softly as he pushed the white haired boy back down. “Don’t worry,” he whispered as he bit one of the boy’s nipples. “I won’t ever make you suck on me, I’ll just get rid of it another way.”

            Hiead was more than a bit wary at the way Zero was looking at him with such lust. He was nervous, if not somewhat afraid that the other boy would lose control and somehow hurt him.

            He felt his legs being pushed back again and knew that he was exposed now. He felt a shiver run through him and knew it meant many different things: reluctance, acceptance, want, desire, fear, and shame all coursed through him at once.

            Zero felt the shiver and growled a little; not in annoyance, but in a form of dominance that promised immediate retribution to anyone who would further harm his mate. He placed a sharp bite less than an inch away from the virgin entrance, pleased when he heard the cry the boy below him made, especially since he knew that it provided a strange sort of comfort to his mate anyway. That sort of dominance and control Hiead would almost welcome if it meant being safe from others.

            Zero knelt and picked up the vial that he had been given by Azuma. He opened it and was assailed by the rich smell of a potent cherry wine the he recalled drinking when he was younger. He dipped a fingertip in and tasted the thick liquid. He blinked surprised; it tasted exactly like the wine had. He coated his first two fingers in it and brought them up to his Hiead’s lips. “Taste it,” he commanded.

            The white haired boy gently wrapped his lips around his fingers and licked them off tenderly with his tongue, nodding that he liked it. The black haired boy really didn’t care anymore what the other boy had thought of the flavor, as the erotic scene played and replayed in his mind. His own erection was bobbing a bit hard in between his legs from watching.

            He shook his head out of his daze and recoated his fingers. He brought the first to Hiead’s tight bud and gently dragged his finger around in a small circle, relaxing the muscle an coaxing it open with a pleasant promise. He was surprised to see his finger sink inside about half-way at the first half-hearted push, but he was also happy that they other boy could relax that well.

            He glanced up to his lover’s face, making sure he was okay, and was pleased to see that there was a look of surprise mixed with pleasure, signifying that all was okay thus far. He dipped his head and gently kissed the white haired boy, taking the opportunity to push in the rest of his finger, drawing out a moan of content.

            Zero slowly pumped the single digit in and out several times, lubricating the channel as well as lightly stretching it. He added another finger a moment later and was glad to feel the wondrous shiver of pleasure go through Hiead’s body. The other boy now had a darker shade of blush across his cheeks, plus his eyes had grown darker with the lust he felt. He added a third finger, drawing out a pleading moan. It amazed the black haired boy a little, most boys his age would stop at two, but he was a larger than most of his peers in this department, and he knew that he would only get larger. He was sure that it would be interesting for the both of them.

            He removed his fingers then, brushing ever so lightly against the hidden spot in Hiead that made his back arch. Carefully, he placed his sex at just before the white haired boy’s opening. He put one of the other boy’s legs on top of his shoulder and spread the other one out to the side, stretching the boy’s legs apart.

            He was met with resistance, but not as much as he had been afraid. Moving very slowly, he allowed for the other boy to adjust to his girth and length. Hiead breathed deeply for a length of time, adjusting to the drawn-out, ongoing pain, his eyes closed. Zero simply waited a moment once he was inside, letting the other boy fully adjust to him.

            Hiead’s back arched, drawing Zero in a little bit. Oh it hurt, but it hurt in such a wonderful way. It felt so good to him to be speared this way, so much better than when fingers or dildos had been used. He closed his eyes, panting harshly and calming down a little. He felt the black haired boy inside of him, brushing against that sweet spot. His eyes opened slowly and he saw the other boy smiling down tenderly at him.

            Zero started to move then; he wanted more than just the beginning of this possession. He wanted to fully claim the boy below him, heart, body, and soul. He could feel pressure in his belly getting more and more difficult to ignore. A thought occurred to him and he reached out to caress the white haired boy’s sex, wanting him to cum again. At first there was no reaction in either the other boy, or his sex, but slowly, deliberately, and with a great amount of moaning, the black haired boy coaxed the other back into full hardness.

            The white haired boy below him whimpered, feeling more than a bit over stimulated. He had already cum once before, he wasn’t so sure he had it in him to do so again. Part of him fought with the building pressure and pleasure, not wanting to have to go through the powerful rush at the end, as well as the total exhaustion that would be sure to meet him.

            Zero started to pout in earnest then so that he could be brought to completion, bringing his lover loudly over the edge with him. He was able to keep a steady rhythm going for several minutes before the churning inside of him got to be too much. He tried not to pound fiercely, somewhat afraid that if he harmed his pet, that his eyes would be torn out, but desire overpowered his consciousness. He knew he was driving harder and harder into the white haired boy’s body, but he honestly felt he couldn’t stop himself.

            He gasped, moaning loudly as Hiead’s body tightened around him a lot just as his lower belly was coated in the white haired boy’s release. He came with a loud shout a moment later, releasing all of the tension from within his body. He looked down to make sure his lover was all right.

            Hiead eyes were tightly closed in a combination of pain concentration. The sheets were clenched in his hands, and he was panting heavily, trying to regain himself after his own hard release.

            Zero winced as he pulled out from the wonderful body below him, disturbed to see a bit of red fluid that he was fairly sure wasn’t from the lubricant that they had used. He released the white haired boy’s legs and started to gently kiss him all over his face; eyelids, forehead, and lips in specific. “I’m so sorry baby, I got carried away,” he whispered as he hugged the other boy close to him. “Do you think you’ll be all right?”

            Hiead didn’t know how to answer that exactly, he just buried his head deeper into the other boy’s chest, curling his legs up together as he lay on his side. “Yes and no. It was good for the most part… that last release was overwhelming… and things were only hurting at the beginning and ending. But now there’s something else, I feel, oh, I don’t know… empty I guess.”

            Zero smiled as he gently kissed the other’s ear. “That’s okay, it’s a good sign. You don’t need to worry about it. That just means that something good happened, something more than sex, a connection.”

            The normally stand-offish boy shrugged and snuggled a little closer, “yeah, we connected all right: whatever. One thing I do regret with all my training is that even though I’ve been bitten, I still don’t understand the significance of it.”

            The black haired boy blushed severely, “if I had a way to explain the desire, I would. But just think, you’re wearing my marks. We belong to each other now, that’s good isn’t it?”

            Hiead raised an eyebrow, “you can tell Azuma that and see if you get away with it” he muttered jokingly as he drifted off to sleep.
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