Yami no Matsuei - Hold You Back.
Title: Hold You Back.
Fandom: Yami no Matsuei.
Warnings: None.
Characters/couples: Hisoka/Tsuzuki.
Summary: Hisoka knows that it's impossible to promise forever.
Rating: NC17.
Hold You Back.
Tsuzuki is always so hungry when he kisses him, but especially after a mission, especially when it goes so bad. Hisoka tries not to dwell in Tsuzuki's guilt, tries to focus just on how soft and smooth his mouth is, how Tsuzuki clings to him but-
(“He promised!” the woman had cried, holding unto the barely alive body, the body she had somehow managed to keep alive even when the soul was ready to go. “He promised to stay with me forever!”)
Tsuzuki takes his tongue into his own mouth and sucks on it, slowly, enough that even with Tsuzuki's grief clouding Hisoka's mind, Hisoka can feel himself grow hard, hears himself moan as he touches Tsuzuki's chest, as he lets Tsuzuki pull him on top of him. He can feel Tsuzuki half hard against his thigh, Tsuzuki's breaths quick and warm against him.
(“He didn't want to leave you!” Tsuzuki had called, trying to break through the ice and the wind that the woman's despair brought without hurting her. “He did want to stay with you!”
“But he didn't!” The woman sobbed.)
He pushes in, almost clumsily because even if Tsuzuki's lust is there, his pain hasn't diminished, the guilt still heavy inside of him, in the way he clings at him. Hisoka winces as he tries to focus just on the slide of warm skin and how much Tsuzuki wants this, how hot he feels, so tight and hot around his cock.
“Hisoka...” there's a strange catch in Tsuzuki's voice as he clings to him. Hisoka nods and he pulls out a little before pushing back in again, watching Tsuzuki's eyes flutter close, his back arching.
(Hisoka had felt her despair at having such a short time with the one she loved. She could feel her loneliness and her pain and her anger, and it had been almost overwhelming, the spell she had managed to do.
Tsuzuki's pain and understanding had mixed with that, too, as he had to break the shield surrounding her, because he had to take her beloved away without exceptions.)
Tsuzuki pants, skin moist with sweat, cock hard against his belly and moans. Hisoka's thrusts deepens and he tries to go faster, knows that Tsuzuki wants it faster, wants this to help him forget once more and if he can help Tsuzuki... there's gratitude in Tsuzuki's feelings, and love, and if the grief remains, now this, the way he touches his partner is more than enough for him to let go enough to enjoy this, and Tsuzuki trusts him on this.
Hisoka shivers too, burying his face in Tsuzuki's shoulder, tongue tasting the salt of his sweat and Tsuzuki moans his name, their pleasure linking together through Hisoka's empathy, so that Hisoka feels like coming long before he does.
Tsuzuki doesn't let him go, just pushes a hand between them, closes his hand around his cock and tugs and Hisoka let's go a few moments before he feels Tsuzuki spill hotly over their skin, their pleasure all that there is just for a few moments.
(She had hated them, in the end. He didn't think that Tsuzuki needed empathy to know that. Not when the woman had used a knife to kill herself, clinging to the dead body of her boyfriend.)
Tsuzuki sleeps calmly afterwards, face almost peaceful. Hisoka looks at him for a moment, thinking on Tsuzuki.
There is no forever to promise.
But he can promise today.
Fandom: Yami no Matsuei.
Warnings: None.
Characters/couples: Hisoka/Tsuzuki.
Summary: Hisoka knows that it's impossible to promise forever.
Rating: NC17.
Hold You Back.
Tsuzuki is always so hungry when he kisses him, but especially after a mission, especially when it goes so bad. Hisoka tries not to dwell in Tsuzuki's guilt, tries to focus just on how soft and smooth his mouth is, how Tsuzuki clings to him but-
(“He promised!” the woman had cried, holding unto the barely alive body, the body she had somehow managed to keep alive even when the soul was ready to go. “He promised to stay with me forever!”)
Tsuzuki takes his tongue into his own mouth and sucks on it, slowly, enough that even with Tsuzuki's grief clouding Hisoka's mind, Hisoka can feel himself grow hard, hears himself moan as he touches Tsuzuki's chest, as he lets Tsuzuki pull him on top of him. He can feel Tsuzuki half hard against his thigh, Tsuzuki's breaths quick and warm against him.
(“He didn't want to leave you!” Tsuzuki had called, trying to break through the ice and the wind that the woman's despair brought without hurting her. “He did want to stay with you!”
“But he didn't!” The woman sobbed.)
He pushes in, almost clumsily because even if Tsuzuki's lust is there, his pain hasn't diminished, the guilt still heavy inside of him, in the way he clings at him. Hisoka winces as he tries to focus just on the slide of warm skin and how much Tsuzuki wants this, how hot he feels, so tight and hot around his cock.
“Hisoka...” there's a strange catch in Tsuzuki's voice as he clings to him. Hisoka nods and he pulls out a little before pushing back in again, watching Tsuzuki's eyes flutter close, his back arching.
(Hisoka had felt her despair at having such a short time with the one she loved. She could feel her loneliness and her pain and her anger, and it had been almost overwhelming, the spell she had managed to do.
Tsuzuki's pain and understanding had mixed with that, too, as he had to break the shield surrounding her, because he had to take her beloved away without exceptions.)
Tsuzuki pants, skin moist with sweat, cock hard against his belly and moans. Hisoka's thrusts deepens and he tries to go faster, knows that Tsuzuki wants it faster, wants this to help him forget once more and if he can help Tsuzuki... there's gratitude in Tsuzuki's feelings, and love, and if the grief remains, now this, the way he touches his partner is more than enough for him to let go enough to enjoy this, and Tsuzuki trusts him on this.
Hisoka shivers too, burying his face in Tsuzuki's shoulder, tongue tasting the salt of his sweat and Tsuzuki moans his name, their pleasure linking together through Hisoka's empathy, so that Hisoka feels like coming long before he does.
Tsuzuki doesn't let him go, just pushes a hand between them, closes his hand around his cock and tugs and Hisoka let's go a few moments before he feels Tsuzuki spill hotly over their skin, their pleasure all that there is just for a few moments.
(She had hated them, in the end. He didn't think that Tsuzuki needed empathy to know that. Not when the woman had used a knife to kill herself, clinging to the dead body of her boyfriend.)
Tsuzuki sleeps calmly afterwards, face almost peaceful. Hisoka looks at him for a moment, thinking on Tsuzuki.
There is no forever to promise.
But he can promise today.