Midnight Flowers_Chapter 5
Midnight Flowers
Chapter: 5/?
Rating: NC-17 overall.
Bands/Characters: Alice Nine, The GazettE, OC's, Atsushi Sakurai.
Pairings: very fluid pairings. Some Atsushi Sakurai x Tora, Kai x Shou.
Genre: AU, angst, supernatural
Warnings: male x male, violence, suggestiveness, group sex, frottage, oral sex, anonymity kink, mild blood play, adult themes, foul language.
Summary: Can two rival vampire covens learn to coexist in one small city? For Shou, head of the powerful Alice Nine coven, it seems like a rather complicated task.
Commentary: So here is some porn, finally. I know this plot is moving at a snail's pace but eh…
***
There were many rooms in the large manor. So many rooms.
Shou was amazed at the intricate planning and attention that had been given to detail. It was a lavish party. He ran into a few strays, and into two other coven leaders he was rather intimate with. They had immediately recognized him, despite the rabbit’s mask. He learned through the idle chitchat that Ruki’s new leader would be introduced formally to the council, Alice and Sakurai, both already in attendance despite the fact that he had not run into them already, in a little more than an hour’s time. It suited his purposes quite well, giving him plenty of time to look around.
He ambled through a few rooms, socializing here and there but mostly observing, listening, until he reached a room where there was mostly dancing occurring, and the music was altogether too loud to hear any worthy conversation. He thought of skipping it, for maybe half a second, standing unsure in the wide doorway, until he caught someone’s gaze across the crowd.
Standing off to the side in elegantly dark clothes, leather, his domino mask all black feathers and jet beads, chestnut hair in soft curls down to his broad shoulders. Tall, although not nearly as tall he was, sleekly muscular, his clothes accentuating his toned body in the most delicious of ways.
He radiated charisma and power, so strong that Shou could not have ignored it even if he’d wanted to.
It was just for a second, maybe less, but the intensity of those black as night eyes nailed him to the spot and made his spine tremble. His field of vision narrowed until all he was seeing was that beautiful stranger, pushing off the wall and ambling over to him in elegant, leisurely steps, almost feline grace rooting Shou to the spot.
Desire overwhelmed him completely, unbidden. The kind of burning want that could not be ignored and had to be sated in any way possible, the kind of desire he had not experienced since he’d seen Tora for the first time, back when the raven haired sold his body to the highest bidder in darkened clubs, to fill that gaping void in his heart.
There was the same seductive animality to this stranger and he was assailed with a mixture of nostalgia and remembered pleasure that had all of his senses running wild. Until all logic was gone.
He had to have him.
The stranger’s mouth, a gorgeous, full lipped mouth at that, curled into a pleased smile as he got closer, thoughtfully pausing just short of stepping into Shou’s personal space. The power of his charisma overwhelmed him and felt like in a daze, the stranger clearly noticing his power, and smiling wider, sharp white teeth peeking, inched a little closer, bringing his face close enough for Shou to feel his warm breath against his neck when he finally spoke.
“That is a really lovely mask…” he remarked, voice muted, maybe a little higher than Shou expected, but soft, full of breathy undertones that turned his knees to water and his heart to a hammering mess, “I had to come closer to admire it.”
His mouth felt drier than a desert when he replied, slowly not to stutter, the stranger’s velvety gaze piercing him to the core. Feeling that inexplicable urge to get to his knees and submit to all of that beautiful stranger’s desires, no matter how twisted. His woodsy perfume, mixed with the heady scent of his skin permeated his heightened senses and he felt that familiar spike of lust sing through his blood. Curling in his lower belly, overwhelming and demanding.
This strange, masked creature was turning him into a horny animal and he could not for the life of him explain why. Was it the fact that he could barely even see his face, the anonymity of their encounter a goad to his desire, or was it only remembered lust, triggered by the vivid memories of his early encounters with Tora, when the tiger had been but a quiet, broken boy with a desperate need to be loved.
Maybe a mix of the two, combined with the tremendous amount of attraction that the stranger possessed.
“Thank you, yours is just as lovely.” he managed, but scarcely, feeling light headed as all his blood was rushing out of his head to slightly less logical parts of his anatomy, “I do not happen to know you…” he started, hoping for a coven, a name, anything.
“No one knows me yet…I’m rather new here. But I certainly would like to know you better…” the stranger purred, getting even closer, until his mouth touched Shou’s earlobe and he could not for the life of him refrain his spine from shivering with delight, “I could not help but notice that you seem rather hot and bothered. How about we go someplace cooler, and maybe less crowded…”
Now that was an offer he could not refuse, duty and responsibility sliding out of his mind as easily and mindlessly as water out of a drain.
***
Tora was uneasy.
Not that meandering through rooms crowded with well dressed, attractive people was unsettling per say, he’d navigated the club route inside and out and this was rather similar. It was the emotions that he could feel through his bond with Shou that were far from restful, especially not that sudden spike of lust and hazy desire. It made him wonder what his maker was up to. There was no alarm or discomfort, just a sudden want that seeped right into him until even he felt aroused by it.
Jealous rather than uneasy may have been a better qualifier for what he was experiencing, however far too proud to acknowledge it to himself. No matter the cause, it was distracting, forcing him to stop moving and stand in a secluded corner trying to regain his focus.
Distracting enough for a rather devious elder to sneak on him undetected, realizing rather belatedly that he was face to face with a rather pleased looking Atsushi Sakurai, whose finely carved, horned demon mask was pushed up on his forehead.
He bowed, a little stiffly, rather surprised by his sudden apparition.
“Your grace,” he murmured, knowing that it was the title to use in a formal setting for an elder.
The older man chuckled, replying to the bow with a little tilt of his head. He wore an elegant, perfectly tailored black suit and black button down, undone at the collar, and a rather luxurious, fur trimmed, black brocade haori on top. His usual mixture of tradition and modernity, with a twist.
“If it isn’t my precious tiger…” Atsushi purred, fingers playfully tracing the slope of his exposed jaw when he straightened, “tsk…no need to be formal with me my sweet, not when its only us two…”
Tora sucked in a breath, forcing his heart to slow down. The lust he was feeling through Shou mixed with the elder’s expert and intimate touch was a combination that could easily make him lose his mind. He could not deny that the elder was immensely attractive from every angle.
“I’m surprised that Shou would leave such a precious creature such as yourself unattended at a soiree full of rather hungry predators…”
Tora scoffed, pushing his own mask up to avoid his face from getting overheated, not that it would help much but one could try.
“I am not a child, nor a helpless lamb let me assure you…” he replied, a little haughtily, and Sakurai laughed this time, a full blown exclamation, clasping Tora’s shoulder in a steady grip.
“You are so delicious…I’m almost sad you belong to Shou, I would definitely love having you for myself…”
Tora smirked at that, despite himself.
“What makes you think I would agree with any of it?” he asked, knowing he was being ridiculously insolent yet feeling that somehow, he could allow himself to be a little daring in Sakurai’s presence.
The elder’s eyes nearly sparkled at his question, and he inched a little closer, grabbing hold of Tora’s chin in his warm hand, tilting his head down a fraction, mouth parting in a devious smile. Tora felt the heat between them soar, high enough for him to feel rather lightheaded and weak in the knees, in the best possible way. One would have to be insane to be immune to the seductive power that the elder radiated.
“Oh you would…you would absolutely love me lavishing you with attention I am sure of it. I would spoil you rotten, precious tiger…”
Tora was finding himself agreeing with Sakurai’s words more and more, especially when the elder’s body pressed close against his, close enough for their lower bellies to touch and their breaths to mingle, forgetting about where he was and the crowd around them. Sakurai’s mouth brushed his, tentative and teasing, and he let out a breathless gasp, lashes fluttering. All of his submissive desires surfacing and swimming in his mind, vivid images of all the things he could possibly crave for.
Fleetingly remembering his past, bodies and skin, male and female alike, pleasure and messy hotel beds. Only the good things, before it came crashing down.
“Oh yes…” Sakurai whispered, hot and breathy, “I would do all those wild, unspeakable things you dare not ask for to you, and more. So much more, sweet boy…I want to hear all of your secrets...”
The sultry kiss that followed the intimate entreaty made his head swim and his spine tremble, all smooth lips and perfect heat, the slightest hint of playful tongue against his and he nearly groaned with displeasure when they were interrupted by rather pointed throat clearing behind them.
“Could you please stop molesting Shou’s fledgling you ancient pervert.”
Alice was a dreamlike vision in a pale blue kimono embroidered with delicate pearls and watery patterns, her blonde hair in artful curls ornate with water-lilies. Her domino was encrusted with pearls to match her elegant garb, and she looked at once annoyed and amused as Sakurai released him with a sigh.
“We are at a social event where we are supposed to behave my dear…” she admonished, smiling despite herself.
“He started it.” Sakurai pleaded, whining in displeasure.
“What do you mean I started it?” Tora interjected, crossing his arms on his chest.
The elder grinned.
“You started it by being absolutely irresistible, precious tiger.” Sakurai purred, his hand sliding down his spine to settle at the small of his back, fingers splaying underneath the hem of his jacket.
“Hmmph…” Tora grunted in reply, trying very hard no to look too pleased at the praise, and that intimate touch.
He did have an ego after all, and Sakurai knew just how to stroke it the right way. But now with the distraction gone, his mind was back to focusing on Shou, and that lambent lust permeating their bond. He did his best to focus on the task at hand however, entertaining the two elders, and he gave Alice a crisp bow, trying to forget the blazing hot hand against his back.
“My lady.”
“Its good to see you Tora,” she replied, not bothering with a bow and instead dragging him down to press a soft kiss to his heated cheek.
“That’s how we greet each other where I come from,” she explained, grinning at his shyness, “none of that confusing bowing nonsense…” she chuckled, “Where is the rest of your coven, tiger cub?”
“We arrived earlier, Shou decided it would be a good idea to maybe roam a little and see what we could overhear about this new leader of theirs. So far I haven’t heard anything interesting to be fair…I don’t know where the others are but we agreed to meet up after an hour had elapsed.”
He didn’t know where Shou was, but he sure as hell was enjoying himself, the lust transforming into pleasure intense enough for Tora to feel it in the pit of his stomach, a rush of heat that made cold sweat break down his back and his mind haze. That alone made him want to go and look for him, and maybe drag him off whoever was ravishing him by the scruff of the neck. It was taking all of his mental capacity to stay focused. Sakurai squeezed his hip softly, a little concerned at seeing Tora so distracted.
“Are you alright my sweet? You look a little distraught…”
Tora shook his head, dispelling the haze at best he could.
“I’m alright. A little tired and somewhat nervous, I’m worried about Shou.”
Sakurai nodded, never letting go of Tora’s slender hip, his hand reassuring and grounding.
“We will always side with Shou, no matter what happens, you can be sure of it. Alice and I will always do all that is possible to keep your coven safe, you can trust us with that.”
The words were serious this time, with none of the elder’s usual playful tones and Tora had no doubt that the two elders would stand by their word. That small fact already contributed to make him feel slightly less worried about his leader. Now if only he could find out what, or who rather, he was doing…
“How much time has elapsed since the five of you parted ways?” Alice asked.
He eyed his watch.
“Maybe forty minutes or so.”
“Ruki told us he would formally introduce their leader to us in half an hour’s time, maybe we could go gather your coven, Shou will want to be present. Come…” Alice suggested, dragging Tora out of Sakurai’s grip to loop her delicate arm around Tora’s own, the two of them smirking at Sakurai’s pout at being robbed of his conquest.
He may not have been formally introduced to the vampire world, but to make his first appearance at the arm of a powerful elder certainly was not something easily overlooked if the murmurs that accompanied their slow move through the crowd was any indication. He had failed in getting around completely stealthily, but for the first time truly appreciated the high status of his coven.
As he felt another spike of pleasure sing through his blood, he wondered if he really wanted to find Shou right away Maybe it would be safer, for all parties involved, if he looked for the others first…
***
The stranger had wasted no time.
As soon as they entered the huge, deserted bathroom equipped with a daybed and mirrors, and of course a locking door, the slightly shorter stranger was turning to face him and had pushed him against the nearest wall, devouring his mouth with what felt like mercenary intent, hands fisting in the thick fur of his collar.
Not that it was a bad thing, Shou briefly pondered, as his mouth was deliciously plundered by an expert tongue. Not a bad thing at all.
The stranger’s mouth tasted of sweet, fruity drinks and the pleasing numbness of alcohol, and underneath the sharp coppery tang of blood. They paused to breathe, harshly, and the stranger’s perfect mouth curled up again, a devious smile.
“I thought it would be much harder than that to lure you…” the stranger teased, hands already fumbling with Shou’s diaphanous shirt, starting to undo the small mother-of-pearl buttons.
“Are you calling me easy or something?” Shou gasped, his head pushing back against the marble tiled wall when a heated mouth adhered to the hollow of his throat and sucked deep, marking him.
The stranger hummed, amused.
“You make it sound like its a bad thing. Less time talking and more time indulging is always good as far as I’m concerned…”
Shou hissed as one of his pale pink nipples was uncovered and promptly licked, sucked into wet heat. He reached up, for the laces of the black mask but the stranger stopped him, backing off a pace with a playful grin, fingers tracing down Shou’s chest and stomach.
“Its more fun if we keep the masks, don’t you think? I don’t know you, or your name, and you don’t know me…” the stranger purred, reaching for the buttons of his own shirt.
His skin was pale and fine grained underneath the elegant dark clothes, moving sleekly over taut muscle and the sight of that strong chest, defined stomach, a teasing peek at a dark pink nipple had Shou’s cock throbbing in anticipation.
The anonymity of their encounter was rather exciting, Shou had to concede, his breath short and heavy as he pushed off the wall. He would play along, for a little while at least.
“Okay, let’s keep the masks then…” Shou agreed, playfully pushing aside the stranger’s hands as they were inching down to the visible bulge in his fitted black leather trousers.
There was no need for him to undress himself when Shou was more than happy to do it for him.
He traced the heated leather with careful fingertips, before cupping heat in the palm of his hand and hissed at the size of that bulge. That stranger may have been a little shorter than he was, but his girth was impressive. In the best possible way.
He tugged at the button closure, prying it open and nearly gasped when his fingers immediately met skin as they delved in the opening, hot and velvet soft.
The stranger grinned at his reaction, tugging down his waistband, off muscular hips, baring a smooth lower belly and his erect cock that Shou was already reaching for.
His hand closed over the thick length, blazing hot in his fingers, and he squeezed, pulled from root to tip and pushed back down. A hard caress that had them both moaning in anticipation before his lover tugged him closer.
“Tight leather looks so much better without bothersome underwear don’t you think?” the stranger asked, playful tone and hot breath against his throat, his own hands reaching for Shou’s belt.
“Fuck…” Shou hissed, unable to think of a better response as his mind was completely full of things he wanted to do to this perfect creature.
“That’s the idea.” the stranger replied, chuckling, tugging the leather out of the buckle and then reaching for the tab of Shou’s trousers, pulling it down.
The zipper parted with a hiss and the smooth fabric slipped down his hips, pushed down by eager hands along with the tight underwear. Expert fingers delved past his waistband and closed around his own painfully erect cock, tugging it out of the tight fabric and he shivered when heated skin met slightly cooler air.
He barely even had the time to utter a pleased sound, his face was tilted down by the stranger’s free hand and his mouth plundered by an eager tongue, his cock caressed and tugged on in the most perfect of ways. So perfect that he forgot to move his own hand for a few seconds, belatedly resuming to stroke the heated flesh underneath his fingers.
They parted from the kiss gasping, and Shou’s eyes just fluttered shut, going lightheaded when his nameless lover pressed even closer against him, grasping both their cocks in his broad hand to rub them together at the same time. Velvet heat against velvet heat and crushing pressure, so overwhelmingly good that he clung to the undone lapels of his lover’s jacket to stay grounded.
“You love this don’t you…” the stranger purred, “My big cock rubbing against yours…”
“God yes…” Shou hissed, breathless, groaning deep when the stranger let go for half a breath, coating his palm with saliva, a slow flick of tongue before reaching back down for their heated cocks.
He felt hot and cold and his mind completely empty but for the intensity of the desire between them, moaning helplessly when the stranger’s broad thumb pushed against the slit of his cock, smearing it with pre-come. His hips pulsed in response and the stranger chuckled, urged him closer with a broad hand splayed on the small of his back, hips responding to his in their eager rhythm.
The pleasure spiralled, so high he felt like he was losing his mind and at the peak, his lover, reading into the desperate rhythm of his hips, bit down on his throat.
Hard enough for sharp canines to puncture skin and he lost himself completely in the hazy glory of his orgasm, spilling heat all over his lover’s hand and cock, pain and heat and coppery brightness exploding behind his closed eyelids.
The hand on his cock slowed, gently, and the mouth on his neck eased, licking, sucking at the bloody trails as Shou’s breath evened out. He had still to be sated, his cock hard and throbbing against Shou’s softening one.
“Do you know what I’d really like?” his lover asked, a soft teasing purr, “I would really like to see you on your knees…”
Shou, without even considering anything else, complied, dropping to his knees on the cool tiles, lust spiralling back up and up in a heartbeat. His lover was demanding to be satisfied and he would give him what he wanted, what they’d both wanted even, ever since their had entered the dim bathroom.
To get on his knees and worship this flawless creature with the body of a god and eyes like a midnight pool, with a desire so well matched to his.
His lover gasped with a mixture of surprise and sheer pleasure when he buried his face in a warm lower belly, the thick musky scent of leather and arousal another facet to his pleasure. His hands wrapped around his lover’s thick erection and without preamble he parted his lips and took him in deep.
Salty and musky on his tongue, bittersweet with his own come, heavy, delicious.
His lover almost backed off a step, startled at the sudden sensation but Shou’s hands shot right up, grasping his hips tight and holding him into place as he took a deep breath and started to pull back, tongue curling on the underside of his lover’s cock. Cleaning the thick fluid he had spilled all over him eagerly.
“Oh fuck…fuck…” his lover hissed, hands tangling in his hair, pushing him back down and Shou groaned in response, thrilled at being manhandled.
He looked up, taking in his nameless lover’s fiery eyes and parted lips, gasping breath and slowly, ever so slowly slipped his hands down from hips and back up smooth leather, grasping his lover’s muscular ass instead. Cupping it with both hands and pushing him closer, forcing more of that thick cock down his throat with a low pleasured sound that had the fingers in his hair clenching.
He sucked hard, revelling in the musky taste and his lover’s head fell back with a groan as his hands gripped at muscular flesh, pressing him close, so close and deep inside his throat. His lover’s hips thrust forward tentatively, already so deep down Shou’s throat that he didn’t stall, thrusting forward harder and Shou drank him down with a pleased moan.
Once again the heat spiralled up, and then the hands in his hair tugged, tugged at his tawny strands and then the mask, wrenching it off and it fell to the ground beside them. He felt exposed, vulnerable yet he didn’t stop, sucking hard, letting his mouth be plundered by mercenary thrusts. Until his lover pulled out of his mouth with a desperate moan and his head was tilted back by the strong grip in his hair.
His lover looked him straight in the eye as he came, spilling thick warm come all over his mouth, face, never once breaking eye contact even at the peak of his pleasure.
They looked at each other for what felt like eternity, pressure dropping, until the stranger dropped down to his knees as well, joining him on the floor, still gasping and he starts licking at Shou’s face, cleaning off his come all over his cheeks, nose, and then their mouths entangled. They kissed and kissed, it felt like drowning, and Shou was once again forgetting everything but his lover’s mouth, tasting his own coppery blood on that slick tongue, mixed with the musky bittersweetness of his come.
They pulled apart, his lover smiling, completely satisfied, fingers cleaning odd the last few drops down his chin.
“I didn’t want to mess up your mask…I have to say that I’m glad to be so considerate, the view is really worth it. You are fucking beautiful.”
Shou thought that it was a really odd time to get flustered but he did anyway, heart speeding up.
“I would return the compliment, if only you let me see…”
The stranger chuckled, reaching down for Shou’s rabbit mask, and gently adjusted it back on his face, the weight falling back into place.
“Hmmm soon you will know who I am, very soon actually…And then you can find me, no? I would really love to get to know you more in depth…”
“I would like it a lot too…” Shou echoed, letting his lover adjust his mask back the way it should be.
His lover smoothed a few strands of his hair, tilting his head left and right before kissing his lips with a smirk, getting them both back to their feet. Shou realized that he was still a little weak in the knees and backed off against the wall with a chuckle, thankful for the support as he buttoned up his shirt and tugged his pants back up.
He looked at his beautiful stranger, carefully tucking himself back into tight leather with a teasing smile and for half a second he wanted to take off all of their clothes again and get to know this man inside and out right away, in no mood to be patient. But he held back and zipped up his trousers instead.
His lover eyed him all over, adjusting his shirt collar and his hair again, and then his arms slipped around his waist, between his shirt and jacket and he held him close, silent.
“When can I see you again?” Shou murmured against soft chestnut waves, breathing in the sultry sandalwood of the other man’s fragrance.
“Very soon, I swear…You don’t have a face anyone could forget, even if they wanted to.” he pulled away, a little reluctantly, paused long enough for a sultry, lingering kiss.
The last one. For that night at the least.
“There’s somewhere I have to be, I’ll find you later okay?”
Shou nodded, treasuring the pleasant burn on the side of his neck and the coppery bittersweetness thick on his tongue.
He watched his lover leave the room with a sigh. No name, no coven, he barely even knew what he looked like, only that he wanted to see him again.
What kind of mess had he gotten himself in this time?
***
If that wasn't hot I don't know what is…xD So once again the plot thickens! There's that budding attraction between Sakurai and Tora, that little glimpse into Tora's past too. Just a hint of it, to show that his relationship with Shou runs a lot deeper than initially hinted at, and of course, the Kai x Shou! These two are in trouble aren't they? Neither knows who the other is, and there's all that attraction between them already…that's gonna make for interesting plot twists I assure y'all xD I hope you guys enjoyed this, let me know in the comments! Love y'all xoxo