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[ BANG, BANG, BANG. / bloodplay, gunplay, noncon / R ] [1/3]exotificationNovember 12 2009, 00:59:52 UTC
Bang, Bang, Bang. bloodplay, gunplay, noncon
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"Shut up," Kiku hisses out, grip clenching tighter on the elder's hair. Before the other can make any noise of protest, he firmly smacks him along the left side of his face. Red and swollen, and not simply because of the rough contact. He smirks, roughly tearing off the last piece of clothing Yao has decided to cling on to. It is silk; the richest red (died with both literal and metaphorical blood), no matter.
"I hate you, you know?" he begins conversationally, unbuckling his belt. In a slow motion unfit for the action, he ties it tightly around the other's mouth. Golden eyes widen in something akin to terror, but the only thin he feels is a rush of anticipation down his spine. "You're such a liar, gege," his Chinese accent is as flawless as ever, and the only reason he uses it is to show the disparity between the two of them. Where he is, and where Yao is not right now
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[ BANG, BANG, BANG. / bloodplay, gunplay, noncon / R ] [2/3]exotificationNovember 12 2009, 01:00:28 UTC
Casually, he removes the glove from his right hand with his mouth, letting the white fabric fall to the floor, forgotten. Yao's shivering and shaking and tears are leaking down his face. Kiku laps them up, uncaring of the saltiness--he rather enjoys the taste (it is the taste of victory, and of the other's defeat). He digs his fingernail into a newly-healed wound down the other's back, running a single finger in the sanguine liquid, coating it and not caring of the 'excess' which continues to make its way to Yao's thighs, slow and sensuous and dirty all at once
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[ BANG, BANG, BANG. / bloodplay, gunplay, noncon / R ] [3/3]exotificationNovember 12 2009, 01:00:48 UTC
And then Kiku places the gun nearby, using both hands to force Yao to sit upright. Yao's legs are shaking when Kiku pries them apart, and the glistening drops of precome on the other's shaft are licked up like the previous tears. Without any hesitation, he takes the other's cock into his mouth entirely, sucking and swirling and tasting; Yao is everything that he had expected, and when the other comes, moaning and crying and upper-body falling over, Kiku makes certain to suck him completely dry, planting a wet kiss on the twitching and swollen organ
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Re: [ BANG, BANG, BANG. / bloodplay, gunplay, noncon / R ] [3/3]dreamsofdest1nyNovember 13 2009, 06:27:24 UTC
Um, on a side note, I'm going to move for a reposting of the list of kinks on the side/new-locked post so that they can be easily accessible and not make scrolling this thing a Leviathan, OK? ^^;;
And no, this is actually not just to add more entries... heheh... XD
Seriously. Wow. Um. Mind-blowingly awesome and somehow or another brilliant and hot and sexy and a billion other awesome!adjectives that I cannot think of right now because... wow. Wow.
Always so awkward with compliments. ^^ But good job; it was very good and very descriptive and absolutely hot (particularly for you seeing as how you don't write this kind of stuff often, do you? [or do you???] XD) and the gunplay mixed in with the bloodplay and noncon was just... win! and awesome~
Re: [ BANG, BANG, BANG. / bloodplay, gunplay, noncon / R ] [3/3]blindalchemistJune 22 2010, 17:56:00 UTC
GORGEOUS. This perfect kink-fic is a lethal nosebleed in itself. You've made me a very happy fangirl. Oh NiChu I simply can't get enough of you. Much, much love, thank you!!!
bloodplay, gunplay, noncon
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"Shut up," Kiku hisses out, grip clenching tighter on the elder's hair. Before the other can make any noise of protest, he firmly smacks him along the left side of his face. Red and swollen, and not simply because of the rough contact. He smirks, roughly tearing off the last piece of clothing Yao has decided to cling on to. It is silk; the richest red (died with both literal and metaphorical blood), no matter.
"I hate you, you know?" he begins conversationally, unbuckling his belt. In a slow motion unfit for the action, he ties it tightly around the other's mouth. Golden eyes widen in something akin to terror, but the only thin he feels is a rush of anticipation down his spine. "You're such a liar, gege," his Chinese accent is as flawless as ever, and the only reason he uses it is to show the disparity between the two of them. Where he is, and where Yao is not right now ( ... )
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WIN!
Two thumbs up~
etc. ^^~
:------D
(er, that's supposed to be a bleeding nose, but I'm not too certain as to what it really is...)
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And no, this is actually not just to add more entries... heheh... XD
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8---DDD
Seriously. Wow. Um. Mind-blowingly awesome and somehow or another brilliant and hot and sexy and a billion other awesome!adjectives that I cannot think of right now because... wow. Wow.
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But good job; it was very good and very descriptive and absolutely hot (particularly for you seeing as how you don't write this kind of stuff often, do you? [or do you???] XD) and the gunplay mixed in with the bloodplay and noncon was just... win! and awesome~
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/would like more gunplay.
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