Title: The moon weeps saga.
A taste for blood.
Summary: Each of them have little secrets. At night
they seam to slip out to dance in the dark.
Description: Hakkai has needs from his past, that only
his lover understands.
Warnings: Blood play, knife play, yaoi.
Notes: beta(s) car jack and epiphanytiff.
A TASTE FOR BLOOD.
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
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
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
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
"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
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
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
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.
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
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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