One Night.

Title: One Night.
Author: IceAngel
Pairing: Tsuzuki/ Muraki
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: M/M, yaoi, oral, anal, PWP, AU-ish, kinda N/C (at the beginning only not even really strong. Just fleetin thoughts)
Disclaimer: I only own the DVD’s and hope to own the Mangas someday.
A/N: Ok this is one of those moments when a yaoi fangirl (tries to look innocent while hiding the devil horns ) just watches the show then wants to smack a character for interrupting. Heh...yes lil Hisoka just had to come in and ruin the perfect yaoi fangirl moment. So this is my interpretation of what shoulda and coulda happened (or if I was making it). Heh....

Yeah you can tell me that the title sucks. I suck at that stuff.

Also some of the quotes at the beginning are from the DVD (the subtitles) so I don’t own those, for the nitpickers out there.

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Tsuzuki’s violet eyes nervously glanced over the cards in his hands. So much was riding on this one game, this one hand. If he won, an important clue to the case in hand would be revealed to him. However if he lost...

The man shuddered, he did not want to think of what would happen to him if he lost. The consequences would be to scary. He never wanted to know that the cold Dr. Muraki wanted to do with him.

Taking a deep soothing breath, which did not seem to help calm his nerves, Tsuzuki watched as the doctor laid his cards upon the green velvet table.

The silvery haired doctor smiled victoriously as he watched the strained smile on the violet-eyed man’s face.

“Are you serious?!” Tsuzuki felt his world around him crash as he stared at the three kings and two fours that seemed to laugh at him.

Calmly Doctor Muraki laid his chin on his hands, “My hand is a full house. Kings.” Silently he began to plan the night, a full night with Tsuzuki, to do whatever he wanted. If he had been a believer, the doctor would have began offering tributes to all the gods above, thanking whichever one was responsible for this wonderful present.

Tsuzuki felt sick, his smile slowly leaving his face. A bluish tinge took over as he held his breath, praying for it to be a dream.

Muraki continued in his normal smug voice, a smile growing as his silver eyes glinting in joy, “Your hand is a hearts flush. Well it’s over.”

Though he never went back on his word, Tsuzuki was desperately trying to think of an excuse, one that would free him from the sadistic doctor’s hands. Gasping he jumped from the chair, knocking the expensive red and golden velvety piece of furniture to the ground. Instinctively he backed up hoping to evade the doctor.

Gulping he mentally swore as his thin back reached the red wall. He was trapped, to his right was a corner. However to his left...he could try to run for it, if he was lucky and skillful enough he could escape the silvery haired man. But to what avail? He was on a cruise ship, no escape. Unless he really felt like swimming for several hundred miles (if he was lucky) to the nearest shoreline. Tsuzuki could run to his young partner, but what could Hisoka really do to protect him?

Fingers scrapped at the wall, as the Shinigami wished that it would just suddenly disappear. Before him he watched the doctor walk towards him, a smile still on his face. Oh how Tsuzuki wished that he could make the smile disappear.

“So Mr. Tsuzuki,” Muraki loosened his jet black tie as he walked towards the cornered man, excitement growing at his luck. “You will be mine for this one night.” The man stared into the violet before him, those eyes had always enticed him, made him want more of the beholder.

Those eyes and only those eyes.

The same eyes that now widened in fear, as they realized that their was no escape.

Silently he walked towards the cornered man, placing a hand on the wall, blocking the guardian’s only escape route. Slowly he bent forward to the cherry lips before him. Smirking he pulled away before they met, falling to Tsuzuki’s neck. Gentle teeth nibbled on the flesh there as he relished on the flavor. His body fought to push against the guardian’s, while his brain fought to keep the silver haired man from rushing. He had all night after all.

Tsuzuki’s eyes clouded as tears built up. This was it, there was no escape, nothing that he could do. Feeling hopeless the man closed his eyes, ready for what laid before him. If there was no escape then he would take whatever came his way. And he would show no tears to the man before him. Since with how Lady Luck had been with him lately, it would be Tsuzuki’s luck that seeing his lover in pain would be one of Muraki’s weird fetishes. As far as he was concerned seemingly cold blooded killers were suspected of any and everything until proven other wise.

Muraki slowly traveled up the pale neck to Tsuzuki’s earlobe, he licked the bottom of it teasingly before letting his tongue travel up and around the shell of his ear, tracing it’s delicate shape, memorizing the curves. Pulling away slightly he blew on it, watching Tsuzuki shiver lightly as the cooled air hit it. Pulling back down Muraki captured the lobe between his teeth, pulling on it slightly before nibbling.

Tsuzuki bit on his tongue, desperate to tune out the man and his actions. He hated the doctor. That was all he had to think of or so Tsuzuki tried to convince himself of. But the doctor’s teeth and tongue felt so nice upon his skin. Slowly he could feel his body loosening up to the tender touches.

Pulling away from the mauled ear Muraki rubbed his soft cheek upon Tsuzuki’s. “You do not know how long I have waited for this. For one night with you.” The movements stilled as silver eyes stared at the wall, “Though having your partner would be nice too,” Tsuzuki stiffened at the comment, never would he let the doctor get his hands on Hisoka. The doctor continued as his hands slowly drifted up Tsuzuki’s sides, “But you are the one I’ve wanted the most. Ever since I saw your beautiful eyes.”

Reaching his chest Muraki let his hands slide down the firm muscles until he reached Tsuzuki’s black vest. Muraki slowly moved forward capturing the lips before him in a light kiss. Smiling against Tsuzuki’s lips the doctor fumbled with the buttons, slowly pushing each disk from it’s snug home. “You’re wearing too many layers you know.” The doctor commented idly before pressing against Tsuzuki’s lips again.

The guardian of death tried to pull back, his head pressed firmly against the wall behind him, but the doctor followed his movements never breaking the kiss. The kiss became more passionate, more demanding as Muraki reached the last button. His hands slid back up, caressing the firm muscles once again as they followed the vest’s hem, to the guardians shoulders. With a gentle push Muraki slid the garment down Tsuzuki’s arms, pulling off the first layer.

Teeth nibbled on the cheery lower lip before them, begging for entrance. Tsuzuki kept his eyes clenched, clamping his teeth together. Just because he was someone’s pet for the night, did not mean he had to let it happen easily.

Black fluttered to the blue carpet below as Muraki broke the kiss. Tsuzuki’s eyes opened, confused at why the doctor had given up so quickly.

“Now Mr. Tsuzuki, do you really want me to force you?” A porcelain right hand caressed the man’s cheek tenderly before the fingers danced down to the jaw, his thumb claiming one side while the other four, swooped under his chin, claiming the other side. Smiling silver eyes never left the violet as he pressed harshly on the jaw, the pressure forcing Tsuzuki’s mouth to open widely.

Wide eyes stared as the guardian desperately tried to close his mouth, fear gathering as he realized that this way he had no control over what the doctor would do. His breath increased as his heart fluttered.

But to his surprise Muraki never dove forward to claim his mouth. Instead he gently let go rubbing the tense joint, relaxing the muscles around there. Swiftly he planted a chaste kiss on Tsuzuki’s lips, before pulling away. “I will let you decide. If you do not cooperate I will have to use force, I don’t want to but I will if I have to. It’s your choice.”

Muraki leaned forward again, nibbling once again on Tsuzuki’s lower lip. Sighing the guardian opened his mouth slightly, giving the man what he wanted. As much as he hated thinking of being with Muraki for the night, Tsuzuki hated even more of not being in any control for the entire time.

Muraki smiled lightly upon the lips before diving in, tasting and relishing in the man’s moist cavern. Already he was growing drunk at the taste, praying for more as he dove deep before pulling away.

“Delicious,” he whispered before looking down at the white formal shirt. Sighing he looked back up at the saddened eyes before him, “Now what are we to do with this shirt? Should I really unbutton each and every button? Or should we just take care of it quickly.”

Violet eyes widened as Tsuzuki watched the doctor effortlessly grab the front of the shirt, where numerous buttons fastened it, ripping it with one swift move. A few small white buttons fell to the floor below with soft thuds. “T-t-that was a rental. I was supposed to return it in good condition.”

Muraki laughed as he stared at the toned chest, “Oh don’t worry. I’ll pay for it.” Smiling he let his fingers dance on the chest as they moved up towards his shoulders. Grasping the white material Muraki pulled it off of Tsuzuki’s arms, letting it flutter to the floor alongside the black vest.

Muraki tugged at the hem of Tsuzuki’s formal pants as he nibbled on Tsuzuki’s neck again, slowly trailing down to his pulse point. Slowly he unclasped the pants, tugging at the tiny zipper.

Tsuzuki gasped as he turned his head away ashamed. Muraki nuzzled against the crook of Tsuzuki’s neck, murmuring lightly into the flesh. Pulling away from the warm body he pushed Tsuzuki down to the floor, straddling the man.

Chocolate hair laid sprayed out on the floor below as Tsuzuki stared into the doctor’s eyes, unable to turn away.

Muraki chuckled as he slipped off his coat, placing it on the floor. Slowly he unbuttoned his formal shirt, his eyes glued to Tsuzuki’s.

The guardian knew he was stuck there on the floor. He was too scared to move, knowing that it would cause an unwanted effect, namely Muraki’s enjoyment. So he laid silent on the floor watching the doctor take his sweet time with his own shirt.

Having freed the last button from its confine the doctor slid the white piece of clothing from his lithe body smiling at the man under him.

How often had he dreamed of this. Muraki remember the long nights that he would spend moaning over the images that crossed his mind. He would lie in his cold lonely bed, his eyes closed trying to imagine those violet eyes watching him. When the visions got to be to much he would relieve himself, always moaning ‘Tsuzuki’ as he fell over the edge.

Every time they met, the doctor would drown in those eyes, losing his sense as he tried to stay afloat.

And now the doctor had him. For one whole night he could live out his fantasies with this man. Just the thought made the doctor moan in pleasure. Ecstasy coursed rapidly as he rocked his hips sharply against Tsuzuki’s. Both men moaned at the contact, Tsuzuki’s deep eyes closing as he arched slightly at the feel.

The doctor’s body was quivering with overwhelming desire and need as he ran his fingers lightly over the perfect skin. It took all his self-control to keep from ripping the man’s clothes off and slamming into his body with unbridled force.

Slowly he slid down, low enough so that he could easily kiss the guardian. Moaning he deepened the kiss as his fingers danced along the other’s muscular arms. Tsuzuki closed his eyes as he tried to keep from moaning at the kiss, already he could feel his body react.

Pulling away the doctor smirked at the whimper of protest from Tsuzuki. Deep violet eyes opened again as Tsuzuki stared at the other man, a clouded haze covering his beautiful eyes. Lightly he licked his lips, tasting what remnants remained of the doctor, a light flush coloring his porcelain cheeks. Just seeing the doctor above him, made the guardian’s breath sped. ‘Idiot,’ he scolded himself, ‘This is your enemy. A cold blooded killer, not a date. He’s forcing you.’ The anger based thoughts flew out of his mind as he felt the doctor move slightly again, accidentally rubbing against Tsuzuki. ‘But then why do I love this so much.’

Muraki bent down again, this time bypassing the cherry lips. His lips fell upon the perfect neck, as he attacked the flesh with nips, kisses and love bites. His hands remained busy as he trailed over Tsuzuki’s chest, tracing muscles and drawing light pictures.

Moaning Tsuzuki threw his head back exposing more flesh to the doctor. Muraki immediately attacked the offering, as a thin finger traced his collar bone.

Pulling away, Muraki stared at the ravished skin before slowly moving back up to the lips. His very own ghosting Tsuzuki’s shuddering frame. The doctor hummed lightly as he licked the guardian’s lips before diving in. His tongue slipped through to the other’s moist cavern, tasting every bit again. This time Tsuzuki joined in, their tongues dancing as they roamed, feeling each other. Slowly the silvery haired doctor retreated back to his mouth, urging the other muscle to follow. Feeling alone and empty, Tsuzuki did not need a second invitation. Happily he dove into the doctor’s mouth relieved to feel the other’s presence. Slowly a haze was covering Tsuzuki’s mind, leaving nothing but mush.

Pulling away the silvery-white haired man traveled back to the beloved ear, breathing gently warm waffs of air as he nuzzled the guardian. Flicking his tongue out Muraki bathed the ear in feathery soft touches.


His fingers trailed over Tsuzuki’s chest slowly trailing to the nubs. Smirking against the ear he ran his thumbs over the flesh. Tsuzuki moaned into the doctor’s ear as his head fell to the side, his hands grasping the doctor’s arms, as though to keep him afloat. Thumbs rubbed over the hardened flesh, before rolling around the nipples. Tsuzuki shuddered as his grasp tightened on the arms. Moaning the man arched to get closer to the touches.

Sliding down Muraki bent down capturing one of the hardened nubs of flesh in his mouth. Suckling lightly the doctor smirked as he felt the man quiver under him. Already the guardian was gasping and panting as he writhed on the floor. Muraki’s tongue rolled over the nipple before biting down. Gently he soothed the pain away, his tongue circling the nub lightly. Pulling away the doctor blew on the dusky nub letting his finger lightly trail circles around it before tweaking it. Tsuzuki moaned deeply as he arched in a perfectly rounded arch. Pleased with the results Muraki moved to the other nub, showing it the same attention.

Tsuzuki’s soft hands slid up the doctor’s arms as he grasped the thin, yet muscular, shoulders tightly. Moaning at the mouth on him, Tsuzuki slid his hands down the doctor’s back, nails raking over the perfect flesh leaving red marks in their wake. The chocolate haired man bucked into the doctor’s hips.

With one soft touch from the tongue, Tsuzuki gave a loud shout bucking desperately. Muraki pulled away, giving Tsuzuki a light stare. Without a word he pressed a finger to the man’s lips shushing him lightly. “Don’t make too much noise. We don’t want anyone coming in and spoiling our fun do we.”

Tsuzuki whimpered as he bucked his hips again, giant pleading eyes staring into the silver ones before him. A word never passed through his lips as he watched the doctor. Velvety soft hands trailed around the doctor’s hips grasping them. Gently he moved his arms, mimicking gently thrusts, begging for Muraki to agree.

Sneering the doctor decided that he had tortured the guardian enough. His hands slowly trailed down Tsuzuki’s chest to his stomach. Tsuzuki gasped as he felt the feathery touches. Desperate he reached up, grabbing handfuls of the soft hair. With a groan he pulled Muraki down to his lips, pressing their lips together hard. Without hesitation, or thought of who he was with, Tsuzuki’s tongue dove in, claiming the others mouth.

Muraki groaned into Tsuzuki’s mouth as he pulled lightly at the waistband of the guardian’s pants. His hands grasped the tiny zipper he as drew it down smiling into the others mouth. Tsuzuki moaned as he felt the doctor’s hands slip beneath the separated cloth.

Slowly he let his fingers run over the mound of cloth. Sighing Tsuzuki thrusted into Muraki’s hand begging for relief. But the doctor was unfazed as he continued to stroke it, nipping at random places on Tsuzuki’s neck and shoulders.

Tsuzuki moaned as he thrusted his body quivering violently with need. Slowly he lifted his arms, amazed at how heavy his arms felt. Still he ignored that small fact as he made it to Muraki’s chest. Moaning he let his fingertips brush against Muraki’s nipples tweaking them lightly. The doctor moaned deeply as he tossed his head back his eyes clenched tightly. Tsuzuki continued the assault on Muraki loving the reactions he was getting.

Need filled the doctor as he lowered down, trailing his tongue down Tsuzuki’s chest, drawing a line down to the man’s navel. He paused for a moment dipping his tongue into the navel, before trailing down to Tsuzuki’s underwear. Grasping the hem the pulled it down and off. Tsuzuki gasped as he felt t he cooled air rush on his straining erection.

Muraki dipped his head down, licking his lips lightly before licking around the head of his erection. Tsuzuki gasped as his hands flew to Muraki’s head as he gripped pressing the doctor’s head down.

Muraki relaxed his throat muscles taking the guardian as far as he could. Tsuzuki cried in pleasure as his head flew back, violet eyes clenched tightly. Muraki swallowed around the man as he slowly pulled back up. His mouth reached the tip before he pushed back down, his head sliding along Tsuzuki’s erection. The guardian of death moaned as his nails racked along the soft skin.

Moaning Muraki slid his hand down to Tsuzuki’s sac, rolling and squeezing, as he plunged back down. The assault drove Tsuzuki wild as he moaned and writhed, an occasional whimper edged the doctor on to continue.

To the doctor this was a dream come true. He had always wanted to hear Tsuzuki moan, to see him a mound of goo in his arms. To watch him writhe underneath him begging for more. He continued on, loving the reactions he was getting.

No longer able to stand the pain in his lower regions, the silvery haired man pulling away sitting back. There lying on the floor was Tsuzuki, and what a site to behold he was. Lying there on the floor, chocolate tresses framing his flushed face. Lids cracked the famous deep violet orbs barely peaking through. The man lied on the thin carpet, mouth opened slightly as he panted, a light sheen of sweat just beginning to show.

The site of Tsuzuki almost made the doctor come. Groaning he lulled his head back tugging at his black pants, he had to get the offending pants off now. The doctor sighed as he pulled the button through it’s tight home, tugging the zipper down. He sighed as his erection sprang from its confines. Already pre-cum dripped from the twitching edge.

Bending down Muraki took Tsuzuki’s erection back into his mouth, suckling lightly his tongue pressing and twirling around the stiff member. His hand reached over to the mound of clothes, his wandering fingers searching for a specific item.

While his hand searched, the doctor’s head bobbed as he sucked upon Tsuzuki, his tongue rubbing across the tip. Tsuzuki moaned deeply as he arched violently. His fingers clawed at the floor below snagging a few times.

Muraki, having found what he wanted, pulled away barely hearing the guardian’s whimper of protest. Smiling he licked his lips, pulling the last of Tsuzuki’s taste. Uncapping the tube, the doctor coated his fingers.

Violet eyes watched unwaveringly as the doctor pressed an oiled finger at the puckered entrance. Bending over the guardian, he captured the cherry-red lips, kissing Tsuzuki deeply as he pressed a finger past the virgin barrier.

Tsuzuki screamed loudly, most of the sound swallowed by Muraki as he tried to keep the guardian’s mind on something else. Muscles clamped tightly around Muraki’s finger. Tears welled up in the violet orbs as Tsuzuki tried to pull away. Unsuccessfully though as Muraki lied over his body, halting his actions.

Slowly he pulled out, only to thrust deeply back in. Moaning in pain Tsuzuki grabbed the doctor’s hair harshly, pulling fists of hair as he tried to ignore the pain.

Slowly the doctor could feel the muscles relax. Pulling away, he watched the guardian’s priceless face. Now used to the feeling Tsuzuki was able to enjoy the feeling that welled in him. Violet eyes were barely cracked as he gasped and sighed with each thrust. Moaning Tsuzuki licked his lips smiling at the salty taste from his sweat.

His back arched as he felt a second finger enter. Moaning chocolate tresses fell into violet as Tsuzuki opened his eyes to watch the doctor above.

Muraki smirked at the figure below, “So do you like this?” Muraki added a third finger, thrusting deeply into Tsuzuki’s entrance.

The man nodded lightly as his head fell back.

“I want to hear you...tell me how much you like it.” Muraki pulled his fingers out, “Or I’ll just stop...”

Tsuzuki moaned at the loss, his eyes begging for more as he wrapped long legs around Muraki’s hips. Silently he begged for more. Seeing that when the doctor was not going to cave in he licked his lips, testing out his voice. “Yes...yes,” Tsuzuki moaned, “I want it.”

Muraki smirked, a dream come true, that was the only way he could explain it. A dream that came true. Shakily he grabbed the tube, squeezing out some of the liquid into his palm. Carefully he rubbed it in, moaning as his hand pumped his erection lightly.

Grudgingly he pulled his hand away, not wanting to end the fun to soon. Grabbing Tsuzuki’s hips, he positioned the guardian pressing the tip of his cock at the puckered entrance. Bending over he captured Tsuzuki’s hardened nipple, suckling lightly as he pushed in deep. Tsuzuki groaned as he clawed desperately at the floor his back arching. The doctor pulled his mouth away, as he held still, letting Tsuzuki’s body get used to him.

Moaning the guardian thrusted as his long legs wrapped tightly around Muraki’s hips. The doctor took that as the sign as he pulled out until just the tip lied within the man. Snapping his hips he trusted deeply within Tsuzuki. The guardian arched moaning as he felt the doctor start a steady rhythm.

With each thrust Tsuzuki met the doctor pushing him in as deep as he could. With each thrust Tsuzuki threw his head back, a soft whimper emerging from his lips. Muraki stared into Tsuzuki’s eyes as he pounded into the lithe body under him. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the doctor’s ears edging him on.

Grabbing Tsuzuki’s legs, he pulled them a little higher, re-angling his thrusts. Pulling out, the doctor paused for a split second before thrusting back in, with a quick huff of air.

Muraki slammed harshly into Tsuzuki’s sweet spot. The guardian gasped his back arching wildly. Muraki was almost afraid that the guardian would harm himself.

Gasping for air, Tsuzuki stared into the silvery eyes above him, “again...” he breathed. His eyes never broke from Muraki’s as the doctor complied, thrusting as far into Tsuzuki as he could. The man under him shuddered violently, as that one spot was slammed into repeatedly.

Grasping the weeping erection, Muraki pumped it in time with his thrusts giving a light squeeze every now and then. Tsuzuki moaned as he arched at the double assault. He could feel his end coming soon as he grasped the silvery hair, pulling him down for one last passionate kiss.

Two sets of lips locked as tongues fought for dominance. The feel of the erotic dance caused the doctor to quicken his thrusts, as he pumped Tsuzuki’s erection wildly.

Arching Tsuzuki pulled away his mouth opened in a silent scream as he came. White seed spilt from his twitching erection onto Muraki’s awaiting hand and his stomach.

The muscles clamped tightly around Muraki, a strangled cry broke from his lips as he relished in the tightened feel. Feeling his end fast approaching, the doctor thrusted wildly, Tsuzuki’s limp body shaking with the sheer force. The guardian cried at the feeling, his nails digging deeply into Muraki’s arms.

With one last desperate thrust Muraki came, unable to stand the tightness any longer, his back arched as he buried himself deeply within Tsuzuki. “Tsuzuki,” he moaned before collapsing lightly on the man above him. Slowly he pulled his limp member out, noticing as Tsuzuki flinched lightly.

Careful to not squish the guardian Muraki rolled to the side, grasping the guardian’s waist, pulling him flush to his body.

With a finger he traced the seed left on Tsuzuki’s stomach before swiping some up. Silently he brought the finger up to Tsuzuki’s lips, letting the guardian suckle upon his finger.

“Love the way you taste?” Muraki asked, silently remembering to keep this in mind. As it was starting to give him ideas for the next time they got together.

Tsuzuki nodded silently, fatigue slowly taking over him. Smirking the doctor pulled him close placing one more kiss on those oh so delicious lips before sitting up. Sighing pushing sweaty chocolate strands away from the memorizing eyes. “Delicious,” he whispered trailing his fingers down the silky porcelain skin.

Tsuzuki sighed as he turned into the fingers, desperate for their touch. It felt wonderful for him to be loved, even if it was lust caused. It was the one feeling that he had missed all of his life. The one part of him that had caused him pain was now what showed him love.

Muraki slowly bent down his silvery eyes trained on the violet. Tsuzuki reached up, grabbing the doctor pulling him down sharply crushing their lips together. Moaning Muraki closed his eyes relishing on the feelings that coursed through his veins at the touch.

Tsuzuki sighed as he deepened the kiss before pulling away. “You know, this is bad.”

Muraki nodded as he twirled a strand of chocolate, “So what should we do about it?”

Tsuzuki chewed on his lip as he felt wandering fingers travel down his chest to his stomach. Moaning he arched at the touch, “Probably....should....keep it...secret...” Tsuzuki gasped as he felt fingers roam back up curling lightly around his chin.

“I can do that I think,” Muraki purred lightly as he stole a kiss from the other man. Breaking the kiss he pulled away from the other man, gathering his clothes. “If we are to keep this secret I had better leave before you know who gets suspicious.” Silver eyes studied the naked man on the floor intensely, “You better get dressed before he wonders what your doing.” Turning the doctor slowly walked out of the room, leaving a blushing man to sit up, slowly gathering his clothes.

Shakily he dressed, his thoughts jumbled from his recent experience. Yes this one night would remain quiet. Hopefully he could keep the feeling from radiating to this psychic partner. Fully dressed the man slowly walked out from the casino, glancing back one last time before shutting the lights off.

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See what I meant by Hisoka just had to come in and ruin it. ^_^ Yeah anyways tell me how it was.