The moon weeps saga.

Gojyo x Hakkai.

A TASTE FOR BLOOD.

****Hakkai's POV****

Moonlight glinted off the blade for one moment, small and well honed to a sharp cutting edge. The handle was such an old familiar friend in my hand that it would need replacing soon, I realize with a slight feeling of loss.

His eyes search my face as they always do on nights like this. I don't know if he looks for my salvation or his own. Whatever he finds is kept hidden behind those crimson eyes of his. I feel his hand taking the blade from mine with care.

I look at my now empty hand and a moment of worry hits me that this time he will refuse my request, toss his long blood red hair and walk away. But I fear even more that he will keep the blade from me.

No, it's alright, as again the moon catches the blade as he checks the sharpness. We both know it's to buy me time. Just one word breathed or fake smile and he will stop. He always can read past my smiling mask, through my emerald doors, straight to my soul. This is why we do this, he understands the pain. As one who has felt pain himself.

Three little buttons and I am ready, the moon light now on my naked back as I lay down in the grass. Pain. Not the most I have felt but not a scratch. We are both well practiced at this, that it's like a dance. Cut slowly down followed by a long lick of his tongue as my blood wells up. My moans mingle with his soft sigh. Cut, lick, cut, lick.

There is his hardness pressing into me, but tonight is about me and the blade. I need it just as much as he does. Later I will see to my lover's needs, repay this small kindness, with my own sacrifice. We both have our tastes, mine more dark than the night surrounding us like a blanket.

Ten cuts along my shoulders running down for five inches. Two red eyes watching the wounds fill and spill only for him to lap at. Ten rivers of blood that mix and mingle and merge. Long fingers trace his work then brings the crimson offering to my lips and I kiss them clean

****Gojyo's POV****

I knew it would be one of those nights that Hakkai would need me and that cursed blade. All the signs were there for me, too subtle to pick up on; a pained look here and flat note to his voice as he keeps tight control of his emotions.

When we stopped for the night, camping out under a thankfully clear sky, I could see him vibrating like a taut wire, green eyes building into a ball of fire held in place only by his smiling mask. Oh the need was deep. But then he had never held off so long before; almost a month and this was the first time I would be able to help my friend and lover.

I found him easily enough. Damn blade in hand and that look I still cringe inside to see. Not just a huge amount of anger but a deep sadness I could taste in his flesh. We never talk about what I will do next, he`s still not ready. But somehow, when the blood flows, it makes him relax. This is his need that I can`t deny him. Just like he can`t deny me mine. Later, I will play that card but tonight will be about him, the blade and me.

On the ground all that pale skin shining as stray moonbeams dance on unmarked flesh. Damn, he makes me hard.
Cut, lick, cut, lick; his sighs like music to me and my jumping erection. Lazily, I play with the long crimson lines, running fingers over the little rivers and feeding Hakkai his own blood.

With swift and practiced moves, we lose the rest of our clothes; night air caressing my skin and I shudder, looking at my lover kneeling for me.

Tonight I wanted to take my lover on his knees, his rich, tight hole winking up at the moon before my crimson eyes.

"Fuck me hard.” he pleads and I know he wants this badly, as much as the blade I had played over his skin with such great care.

No foreplay, just my hard erection slamming in and out, making him gasp, fingers curling into the green grass below.

Leaning over, I lick one of his cuts that has not yet begun to dry. Rolling the blood on my tongue, savoring the copper and earth taste that is uniquely Hakkai.

I feel his inner muscles clench me like a vice. There is a slight rise in his body heat, he is close; trying so hard to hold back and make me cum first.

A smile lights up my face in the darkness. Grabbing firm hold of my normally gentle lover’s hips, I tilt them upward, my cock,brushing his sweet spot. A loud cry rips from his throat as he orgasms; only I can make him so vocal and I feel pride swell in my chest.

Little tremors run up and down his spine as he is panting and he turns back to me, the question written so clear on his face. Wordlessly I take my still hard heat from within such heaven, only to seek out a equal joy.

We don't need words. Hakkai knows I like to have him suck me off on nights like this, nights when his need for blood runs high enough to make me mad with lust for
him.

He takes me slowly; what a tease. Leaning down to his ear I whisper, "Next time, you take me with out your limiters." Green sparkles for a moment and I feel him smile around my weeping slit.

**** Hakkai’s POV ****

Dipping down to press my nose to red curls is my reply to him. I open my throat to take all his cock as I growl, the vibrations adding to his building lust. Long
fingers trace around my ear, over the cool clips and on down to my collar bone.

Gojyo has a very sexy moan, it`s like he is thanking me for each lick, each suck I give him. It makes me feel warm inside, and when I look up at him, the smile on my lips is the real thing.

With care, I rub the sensitive flesh just below his sack, cupping him, feeling the trapped heat there. He is close by the tightness. Gentle pants have made way to needy demands from me.

"Use your teeth"

I know what he wants. Letting my teeth scrape his length and then bite deep at the root to bring him to an orgasm that has his hands clutching at my shoulders, leaving bloody half moons behind.

With care, I clean the blade, Gojyo casting dark looks at it. He knows it’s the same one she used,the same one I used and now the one he uses. The cycle has moved on slowly. Maybe I will be able to break it completely. But for now...


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Vamp: oh I was evi to leave you hanging.
Gojyo: looks shocked.
Hakkai: a prime use of a clif hanger.