Candy Heart
Title: Baby doll.
Fandom: YGO!Zexal. (UA)
Pairing: Key+Tenta.
Table and prompt: Candy Heart.
Summary: True love.
Word count: 486.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: Mutilation.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
Status: Complete.
“Here, sweetheart.” Black Mist sweetly said while offering Yuma a cup of water, holding it near his mouth and waiting for their boy to gulp it down.
“Today is a bit too warm. The best outfit would be this one.” Astral was saying from the big wardrobe placed near a wall, one of the pieces of furniture in Yuma’s room.
The walls were painted a pale pink, a few white and golden strips to give it a special touch. The ground was covered by a fluffy rug, one that the twins really liked to use as a second bed for Yuma, lying him down once in a while just for the pleasure of having a good view from above.
Many plushies were displayed on shelves around the walls, some lying on the bed and the flower-patterned sofa.
Inside the enormous wardrobe, Yuma had a collection of dresses and shirts and shorts and skirts and accessories and jewels. All bought by the twins, especially Black Mist, who could never get tired of seacrhing online and ordering things for their boy.
Their sweet boy, always so shy and easily dependable…
“The bear overall, it’s cuter than the blue one.” 96 pointed to the outfit, Astral accepting their opinion and approaching, sitting it on the bed before looking at Yuma, who was looking at him with expectant eyes.
He almost always did. Before, it was with the hopes of Astral helping him escape. Now, it was with hopes of receiving attention, something Astral liked to give away with pleasure.
Bathing Yuma, feeding and walking him around, carrying him in his arms and taking turns with his sibling, who also always had a smile plastered on their face when taking care of their precious love.
“We’ll change you now, baby.“
Yuma only nodded, closing his eyes before the twins could start stripping off his pajamas, still not used (and no wanting to) see his mutilated body.
“Your skin is even softer than before… We’ll keep using the lotion.” Black Mist ran their palms all along his stomach, following the curves of his hips to his thighs and then stopping at the knees, right where Astral had made an incision, cutting off skin and muscles and bone.
“Does it still hurt, sugar?”
“--A bit...” He whispered, feeling fingers press against his nipples, playing with them for a while.
“Then we’ll use something here, too.”
Astral dressed him with a white shirt, the overall coming later. Hands were running all over him, petting. Voices whispering how good and sweet he was acting. A good boy.
“A choker and maybe a leg garter?” 96 suggested, Astral once again going to the wardrobe and coming back with said pieces in hand.
Yuma was now used to it. Being babied and dressed up. Kissed and loved all the time. Watched over and treated as a doll.
This, through his eyes, was what true love was.
Fandom: YGO!Zexal. (UA)
Pairing: Key+Tenta.
Table and prompt: Candy Heart.
Summary: True love.
Word count: 486.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: Mutilation.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
Status: Complete.
“Here, sweetheart.” Black Mist sweetly said while offering Yuma a cup of water, holding it near his mouth and waiting for their boy to gulp it down.
“Today is a bit too warm. The best outfit would be this one.” Astral was saying from the big wardrobe placed near a wall, one of the pieces of furniture in Yuma’s room.
The walls were painted a pale pink, a few white and golden strips to give it a special touch. The ground was covered by a fluffy rug, one that the twins really liked to use as a second bed for Yuma, lying him down once in a while just for the pleasure of having a good view from above.
Many plushies were displayed on shelves around the walls, some lying on the bed and the flower-patterned sofa.
Inside the enormous wardrobe, Yuma had a collection of dresses and shirts and shorts and skirts and accessories and jewels. All bought by the twins, especially Black Mist, who could never get tired of seacrhing online and ordering things for their boy.
Their sweet boy, always so shy and easily dependable…
“The bear overall, it’s cuter than the blue one.” 96 pointed to the outfit, Astral accepting their opinion and approaching, sitting it on the bed before looking at Yuma, who was looking at him with expectant eyes.
He almost always did. Before, it was with the hopes of Astral helping him escape. Now, it was with hopes of receiving attention, something Astral liked to give away with pleasure.
Bathing Yuma, feeding and walking him around, carrying him in his arms and taking turns with his sibling, who also always had a smile plastered on their face when taking care of their precious love.
“We’ll change you now, baby.“
Yuma only nodded, closing his eyes before the twins could start stripping off his pajamas, still not used (and no wanting to) see his mutilated body.
“Your skin is even softer than before… We’ll keep using the lotion.” Black Mist ran their palms all along his stomach, following the curves of his hips to his thighs and then stopping at the knees, right where Astral had made an incision, cutting off skin and muscles and bone.
“Does it still hurt, sugar?”
“--A bit...” He whispered, feeling fingers press against his nipples, playing with them for a while.
“Then we’ll use something here, too.”
Astral dressed him with a white shirt, the overall coming later. Hands were running all over him, petting. Voices whispering how good and sweet he was acting. A good boy.
“A choker and maybe a leg garter?” 96 suggested, Astral once again going to the wardrobe and coming back with said pieces in hand.
Yuma was now used to it. Being babied and dressed up. Kissed and loved all the time. Watched over and treated as a doll.
This, through his eyes, was what true love was.