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Title: Kink Bingo #3
Fandom: Soul Eater
Prompt: Bites/Bruises
Pairing: Noah/Kid
Rating: R
Warnings: Angst, implied non/dub-con
Wordcount: 531
Summary: Noah vows to kiss Kid's bruises better. Spoiler alert: It doesn't work.
Author's Notes: I love this pairing. Because I'm a sick fuck.
“Gopher did quite a number on you,” Noah said idly, staring down at the bruises running down Kid’s chest and arms hungrily. They always looked at him hungrily, like he was something to eat rather than their prisoner. Maybe to them he was something to eat. Think of something else, think of something else... “He should know better than to mar something in my collection.” Kid never got over the idea that one, Noah was completely serious about considering him part of his collection and two, there was actually someone significantly creepier on this earth than Professor Stein.
He was about to voice some kind of protest that they were just bruises and they barely even hurt anymore when Noah licked him. Licked him. Kid shuddered, maybe involuntarily, maybe he sort of liked it at this point, maybe he had no godly idea what the hell was wrong with him anymore.
...The bruises were starting to feel a bit better though. With those soft kisses Noah was trailing over every bruise and his tongue gently swirling over the bigger ones it was hard to not feel strangely loved.
Loved wasn’t the right word, not by a long shot.
Liz and Patti loved him. His friends loved him. His father loved him. Noah... Noah couldn’t love him. “You’re so beautiful,” he cooed, pulling Kid closer to him. They kissed. Kid shivered.
He seemed to shiver a lot these days. He shivered when Justin stared at him with his cold eyes. He shivered when Giriko laughed at him and offered him a drink ‘to loosen up a bit’. He shivered when Gopher reared his hand back before hitting him. And he shivered whenever Noah kissed him. And when Noah touched him.
Kid missed being in the book. At least when he was stuck between its pages, he was safe. Relatively safe. There no one could look at him or touch him and he had mountains of time to sit around and think and plan his escape and maybe he wouldn’t even need to plan an escape because someone would come and rescue him. Because someone had to have realized he was gone by now. Someone had to have cared. No one was thinking that they finally had some peace and quiet because finally no one was ranting about symmetry and finally they didn’t have to pull him back from a mental breakdown if anything was even slightly out of place because finally he was out of everyone’s hair an-
Noah pulled back with an odd look on his face. “Are you crying, my little Shinigami?” Kid flinched. He hadn’t realized he had actually... “Those bruises must hurt more than you let on.” Kid nodded, anything that would get him to stop. “Don’t worry; I promise I’ll be gentle with you tonight.”
He wasn’t.
Fandom: Soul Eater
Prompt: Bites/Bruises
Pairing: Noah/Kid
Rating: R
Warnings: Angst, implied non/dub-con
Wordcount: 531
Summary: Noah vows to kiss Kid's bruises better. Spoiler alert: It doesn't work.
Author's Notes: I love this pairing. Because I'm a sick fuck.
“Gopher did quite a number on you,” Noah said idly, staring down at the bruises running down Kid’s chest and arms hungrily. They always looked at him hungrily, like he was something to eat rather than their prisoner. Maybe to them he was something to eat. Think of something else, think of something else... “He should know better than to mar something in my collection.” Kid never got over the idea that one, Noah was completely serious about considering him part of his collection and two, there was actually someone significantly creepier on this earth than Professor Stein.
He was about to voice some kind of protest that they were just bruises and they barely even hurt anymore when Noah licked him. Licked him. Kid shuddered, maybe involuntarily, maybe he sort of liked it at this point, maybe he had no godly idea what the hell was wrong with him anymore.
...The bruises were starting to feel a bit better though. With those soft kisses Noah was trailing over every bruise and his tongue gently swirling over the bigger ones it was hard to not feel strangely loved.
Loved wasn’t the right word, not by a long shot.
Liz and Patti loved him. His friends loved him. His father loved him. Noah... Noah couldn’t love him. “You’re so beautiful,” he cooed, pulling Kid closer to him. They kissed. Kid shivered.
He seemed to shiver a lot these days. He shivered when Justin stared at him with his cold eyes. He shivered when Giriko laughed at him and offered him a drink ‘to loosen up a bit’. He shivered when Gopher reared his hand back before hitting him. And he shivered whenever Noah kissed him. And when Noah touched him.
Kid missed being in the book. At least when he was stuck between its pages, he was safe. Relatively safe. There no one could look at him or touch him and he had mountains of time to sit around and think and plan his escape and maybe he wouldn’t even need to plan an escape because someone would come and rescue him. Because someone had to have realized he was gone by now. Someone had to have cared. No one was thinking that they finally had some peace and quiet because finally no one was ranting about symmetry and finally they didn’t have to pull him back from a mental breakdown if anything was even slightly out of place because finally he was out of everyone’s hair an-
Noah pulled back with an odd look on his face. “Are you crying, my little Shinigami?” Kid flinched. He hadn’t realized he had actually... “Those bruises must hurt more than you let on.” Kid nodded, anything that would get him to stop. “Don’t worry; I promise I’ll be gentle with you tonight.”
He wasn’t.