Titie: Breaking Heart
Ayashi no Ceres- CeresxMikagi
Rating (NC-17)
WC: 480 [went a bit over, well worth it though]
He didn’t want anyone else to touch her. Nevertheless see her, was out of the question as he cooped her up in the small rickety shack. Aya Mikage had been surpressed when finding that Toya had died by Mikage’s hands. Ceres, still in pain from the powerful blow that Mikage ensued on her when his fist hit the side of her head was tied to the small bed in the corner.
His lips touched hers but she stirred away from him; away from his eyes.
He growled in protest.
Fingers grasping her chin, he pulled her angelic face that stirred like a wild animal caged and looked him in the eyes.
This time his lips didn’t go for hers but went for her neck, leaving trails of marks, letting everyone know that she was his, and his alone.
She wanted to fight him, kick him so hard he flew against the hard wood behind them, but she didn’t.
Kissing along her collarbone, he moved his fingers against her body. Teasing her and taunting for her to finally give in.
Her head fell back, hissing at the feeling he wrapped around her.
So he wanted to play dirty?
Ceres’ eyes connected to the ceiling and would not look any other way.
It did the trick.
Mikagi bit her neck, blood rushing against her skin and she had to hold in the yelp of pain that wanted to rush through her lips.
“Ceres’ don’t play cooy.”
His hands moved and undressed her bossom, leaving her upper region nude and exposed to the crisp cold air that nipped at the pearl skin.
“I want nothing of you, only my mana.” But her mind shut off as his lips caught her nub between his teeth and sucked hard. Her body writhed and tried to fight off his ministrations but failed miserably as he went to do the same to other.
Bodys against one another.
She could feel something in her snap.
A moan escaped hers as her legs curled around his waist.
Memories poured back behind her closed eyes.
So warm and close. She felt safe and loved.
As the time passed beyond a century ago, Mikagi had mangaged to rid himself of all clothing and the remainder of hers and placed himself between her legs.
“Ceres don’t you see? You are my wife. And I am your husband.” Her eyes flickered with emotion. “And we are meant to be together.” Ceres’ heart pulled, his eyes had flashed those emotions he had showed her when they first made love. Hope wanted to flutter by his eyes quickly shifted to those of possesive, dangerous eyes that she dispised.
“And I shall have you when I please, whether you like it or not.”
With that, he planted himself inside her and drove in and out.
Tears spilled the whole night as Ceres’ heart broke yet again.