The Imaginings of a Feeble Mind
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Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
1,935
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Chapter 2
Yarg…Chapter 2. I don’t own them, I just never see enough of this pairing in the written world so I play with them for a few hours each night and make them do evil…ungodly things to each other. –giggles- Enjoy.
Warnings: Same as the first chapter. M/M relationship. Psycho babble. Gross misuse of shinigami/shikigami priviledges. Short chapter, meant for character and situation building. They’ll get longer, I promise.
“Sacrifice…”
He whispered it softly from his real life lips, his head bowed down so that his chin rested on his chest, his hands fisted tightly over his throat as he clawed at it, trying to release the hold that someone or something had on it. He snapped his eyes open and felt the hot tears make their way down his cheeks, blinking wildly to try to clear his vision as the room came into focus then went back to a blurry, hazy state. He thought briefly about the box of candies on the table, wondering if he’d ever be able to give them to his…lover…the word sounding strange in his head but making him tear up that much more, the man’s face a shining beacon to him even as his vision started to darken again. They had been lovers for over a year by this time, the relationship blossoming beautifully regardless of their busy schedules and difference in living quarters.
He squeezed his eyes shut and forced himself to work the grip loose, his own hands making it even worse as they fought to release it as well, hearing his lover’s presence before actually seeing him in the steamy bathroom, the man’s clawed hands easily peeling the other’s from his throat, holding one of his own to the brunette’s sweaty brow and pressing lightly, closing his eyes and whispering something in a foreign tongue the other couldn’t understand. He swallowed audibly and blinked, the hold on him slowly loosening as the warm hand peeled away from his face, his eyes turning upwards to the dark clad figure hanging over the edge of the tub, a concerned look on his face.
He shivered slightly in the chilled water and lifted both arms, like a child that wanted ‘up’, waiting for the larger man to scoop him up and wrap him in one of the fluffy white towels hanging behind him, snuggling it as he was held so tightly, the man’s body heat soothing him enough for him to yawn from lack of sleep but not wanting to sleep in case the dream came again.
His lover knew to take him to the bedroom and lie him down on top of the plush comforter, lifting it and pulling it over him while he snuggled in as well, wrapping both arms around the shivery form, holding him close as he rubbed his chin in the damp hair. It was always like this after one of his nightmares, the fear of being alone and of being hurt usually brought the mysterious lover out of his spirit world home, his job of both fighting for the shinigami and serving as his comfort keeping him happy, despite his normally steely demeanor.
Touda sighed softly as he heard his master’s snores start again, the soft lilting tone to them telling him it was deep, uninterrupted sleep, dream free as the man usually was when in the shikigami’s presence. He had come to believe that his dark soul kept the other darknesses at bay, soothing the violet eyed man so that he could sleep peacefully and without the haunting nightmares of his past. He grunted once when the man turned over and nuzzled his face into the snake’s shoulder, lifting one large hand to brush the man’s hair back from his face and card through the silky strands, the lovely chocolate brown tresses a stark contrast to his once lush black ones.
He gave a genuine smile as his master smiled in his sleep, murring softly from the touch on his head and burying his nose even deeper against the man’s chest, his upper arm and leg draping over the servant’s body as he got as comfortable as possible. Touda closed his eyes behind the visor and sighed again, the sound coming out as a gentle hiss before he tilted his head towards his lover and kissed the top of his head, lingering long enough to give the man three good pecks, his nostrils taking in the smell of sweat and slight fear, the latter dissipating quickly. It pleased him to be of such a use to his master, a fighter, a confidante, a lover. It suited the snake god just perfectly, even if he couldn’t be around him all the time. He knew when the man needed him and that’s what mattered. That night’s incident only furthered his decision to stay with him full time, to avoid any future mishaps.
He resigned himself to lying comfortably with the smaller man against his side, his breathing finally evened out to normal sleep standards and mind at peace for the time being, no memory of the dream lasting because of the shikigami’s hand on him earlier. He lifted his hand and flicked off the side table light before settling into a sleep of his own, a shallow one where he could monitor his lover’s movements and mind. There was a barely noticeable purple tinge to Tsuzuki’s mind, the snake catching it just before he fell into his own sleepy chasm, his own fire filled mind telling him it wasn’t anything to worry about. He should have known better however, not realizing that once the shikigami fell asleep, his master could begin to dream again.
Touda let his mind wander as he rested, searching out the violet coloured darkness that resided within the shinigami’s mind, hoping to catch it at whatever mischief it was currently working on. Once breaking through his master’s weak inner defenses he cringed in his half sleep, instantly waking and losing his grip on the other presence, his eyes open wide behind the visor. Had he seen what he thought he had? He had never doubted his own recognitions before but if that darkness was what it most certainly seemed like, they could both be in danger…
A/N So yeah…just curious how everyone likes this so far. I seem to write better psychological fics than dirty ones, but believe me, it gets dirtier as time goes on. –snickers- I LIVE for reviews guys! I stitch them together with leather roping to make Touda his thong underwear. ^_^;;
Warnings: Same as the first chapter. M/M relationship. Psycho babble. Gross misuse of shinigami/shikigami priviledges. Short chapter, meant for character and situation building. They’ll get longer, I promise.
“Sacrifice…”
He whispered it softly from his real life lips, his head bowed down so that his chin rested on his chest, his hands fisted tightly over his throat as he clawed at it, trying to release the hold that someone or something had on it. He snapped his eyes open and felt the hot tears make their way down his cheeks, blinking wildly to try to clear his vision as the room came into focus then went back to a blurry, hazy state. He thought briefly about the box of candies on the table, wondering if he’d ever be able to give them to his…lover…the word sounding strange in his head but making him tear up that much more, the man’s face a shining beacon to him even as his vision started to darken again. They had been lovers for over a year by this time, the relationship blossoming beautifully regardless of their busy schedules and difference in living quarters.
He squeezed his eyes shut and forced himself to work the grip loose, his own hands making it even worse as they fought to release it as well, hearing his lover’s presence before actually seeing him in the steamy bathroom, the man’s clawed hands easily peeling the other’s from his throat, holding one of his own to the brunette’s sweaty brow and pressing lightly, closing his eyes and whispering something in a foreign tongue the other couldn’t understand. He swallowed audibly and blinked, the hold on him slowly loosening as the warm hand peeled away from his face, his eyes turning upwards to the dark clad figure hanging over the edge of the tub, a concerned look on his face.
He shivered slightly in the chilled water and lifted both arms, like a child that wanted ‘up’, waiting for the larger man to scoop him up and wrap him in one of the fluffy white towels hanging behind him, snuggling it as he was held so tightly, the man’s body heat soothing him enough for him to yawn from lack of sleep but not wanting to sleep in case the dream came again.
His lover knew to take him to the bedroom and lie him down on top of the plush comforter, lifting it and pulling it over him while he snuggled in as well, wrapping both arms around the shivery form, holding him close as he rubbed his chin in the damp hair. It was always like this after one of his nightmares, the fear of being alone and of being hurt usually brought the mysterious lover out of his spirit world home, his job of both fighting for the shinigami and serving as his comfort keeping him happy, despite his normally steely demeanor.
Touda sighed softly as he heard his master’s snores start again, the soft lilting tone to them telling him it was deep, uninterrupted sleep, dream free as the man usually was when in the shikigami’s presence. He had come to believe that his dark soul kept the other darknesses at bay, soothing the violet eyed man so that he could sleep peacefully and without the haunting nightmares of his past. He grunted once when the man turned over and nuzzled his face into the snake’s shoulder, lifting one large hand to brush the man’s hair back from his face and card through the silky strands, the lovely chocolate brown tresses a stark contrast to his once lush black ones.
He gave a genuine smile as his master smiled in his sleep, murring softly from the touch on his head and burying his nose even deeper against the man’s chest, his upper arm and leg draping over the servant’s body as he got as comfortable as possible. Touda closed his eyes behind the visor and sighed again, the sound coming out as a gentle hiss before he tilted his head towards his lover and kissed the top of his head, lingering long enough to give the man three good pecks, his nostrils taking in the smell of sweat and slight fear, the latter dissipating quickly. It pleased him to be of such a use to his master, a fighter, a confidante, a lover. It suited the snake god just perfectly, even if he couldn’t be around him all the time. He knew when the man needed him and that’s what mattered. That night’s incident only furthered his decision to stay with him full time, to avoid any future mishaps.
He resigned himself to lying comfortably with the smaller man against his side, his breathing finally evened out to normal sleep standards and mind at peace for the time being, no memory of the dream lasting because of the shikigami’s hand on him earlier. He lifted his hand and flicked off the side table light before settling into a sleep of his own, a shallow one where he could monitor his lover’s movements and mind. There was a barely noticeable purple tinge to Tsuzuki’s mind, the snake catching it just before he fell into his own sleepy chasm, his own fire filled mind telling him it wasn’t anything to worry about. He should have known better however, not realizing that once the shikigami fell asleep, his master could begin to dream again.
Touda let his mind wander as he rested, searching out the violet coloured darkness that resided within the shinigami’s mind, hoping to catch it at whatever mischief it was currently working on. Once breaking through his master’s weak inner defenses he cringed in his half sleep, instantly waking and losing his grip on the other presence, his eyes open wide behind the visor. Had he seen what he thought he had? He had never doubted his own recognitions before but if that darkness was what it most certainly seemed like, they could both be in danger…
A/N So yeah…just curious how everyone likes this so far. I seem to write better psychological fics than dirty ones, but believe me, it gets dirtier as time goes on. –snickers- I LIVE for reviews guys! I stitch them together with leather roping to make Touda his thong underwear. ^_^;;