Don't Speak

The Night of Sensual Touch

Hisoka now lay naked on the bed with Tsuzuki hovering over his body. He began to touch him lightly with his fingertips. He slowly worked his way from his neck, watching his fingers glide over that smooth white beautiful body. He enjoyed hearing Hisoka shudder from his touch; he just had to taste him. He leaned in and kissed him on the neck; then his kisses followed his hands.

To Hisoka everything felt so wonderful. He sighed as his heart beat quickened. He ran his fingers up Tsuzuik’s back into his hair. He loved how Tsuzuki loved his body with his hands and mouth; he couldn’t wait for those warm lips to take his throbbing member. He wanted this moment to last forever. If Tsuzuki wanted to take his time, Hisoka wouldn’t complain.

Tsuzuki came to Hisoka’s standing penis and took him into his mouth. “Oh!” his cry was music to Tsuzuki’s ear, like lovely singing. He slowly slid his mouth up and down his hard shaft getting moans of pleasure every time. He loved how Hisoka gripped his hair. He started to go faster and Hisoka couldn’t help but buck his hips.

“Oh, Tsuzuki. Oh, I’m going to let go,” he sighed softly then gasped and spilled his seed, sitting up some. Tsuzuki let his seed run down to his open rectum. Tsuzuki had such a longing to be inside of Hisoka that he took him with reckless abandon.

His hips slapped Hisoka’s so hard; it took Hisoka’s breath away and took him off guard. He never remembered Tsuzuki being so rough before, he was always gentle. “Tsuzuki, you’re hurting me,” Hisoka cried, grabbing on to his arms trying to pull away.

“Oh come on love. I must take you like this, it’s been so long.” He pinned Hisoka’s hands over his head so he couldn’t push on him. He went on fucking him perhaps even harder than before. Tsuzuki went on fucking him until Hisoka was crying and very upset about the whole thing. Tsuzuki was blind with his lust and need for sex, as his Master was a sex vampire after all.

He finally shot his seed into Hisoka’s tight warm tunnel with a gasp. Hisoka was about to yell at him for being so rough when he saw Tsuzuki’s purple eyes turn red. Tsuzuki opened his mouth and leaned in. He was going to bite Hisoka but Hisoka slapped him then pushed him off with his feet. Tsuzuki flew into the air hissing.

“What has he done to you?!” Hisoka cried, frustrated that Tsuzuki seemed to be a baby of the vampire world. Was he playing with him this whole time so he could suck his blood?

“I want you as my own, Hisoka. Let me make you mine,” Tsuzuki’s voice was clouded over with that of a demon’s or the vampire that had taken this angel’s body over. He had a very strong desire to see his Master again; it set a blaze in his heart just like a fire in a very dry forest. He was thirsting for blood and he wanted Hisoka’s, it smelled so sweet. “Please let me have you,” Tsuzuki cried, rushing toward him and pinning the boy down again. Hisoka was going to submit; at least he would be with him he thought.

Tsuzuki was yanked off of Hisoka by Tatsumi. He spoke a blessing, “God of Grace hear my prayer, send this vampire from this place!!”

“No!” Hisoka screamed as he watched Tsuzuki squirm. The God of Grace who, looks like a unicorn, galloped in and pointed his horn at Tsuzuki’s heart. This paralyzed him but did not kill him. No god can undo the curse of the vampire, but she did put him in torpor.

“Hisoka! How dare you ever try and give your body like that. How dare you go around him on your own! You knew there was danger and we told you no.” Tatsumi scolded the boy who was trying to get to Tsuzuki, but Tatsumi held him back.

“Let me go! I want to be with him!” Hisoka cried, but Tatsumi slapped him knowing this was the only way to show he meant it.

“Stop this right now! You’re coming back with me and I am going to lay Tsuzuki to rest as he should be.” Tatsumi hated having to do this to Tsuzuki but he was a vampire now and this is what happens to them. Hisoka would never hurt him so he had to do it, which he hated.