Sacrifice - Hakuei/Kyo - Oneshot
Title: Sacrifice
Author: To Semeku
Pairing: Hakuei/Kyo
Bands: Penicillin, Dir en grey
Disclaimer: All characters mentioned belong to their respective selves.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi, Smut
Prompt #6: Amaurophilia
He among amid a sea of darkness… his body tensed, knowing something wasn’t right. For one, his bodily clock told him it should be morning or midday; even if the blinds were shut, the penetrating sunlight would make itself present. Second of all, his eyes were open therefore even with darkness, he should at least see silhouettes. There was no such thing as a complete darkness with a shining silver moon hanging in the sky, illuminating little but enough. That was when he felt it, the soft cloth on his face that covered his eyes. It was not a natural darkness but an artificial one, by a blindfold.
Hands reached to rip off the offending blindfold but were stopped by an unknown obstacle. The clinking and the feel told him his wrists were bound above his head, why hadn’t he noticed before? Was he so anxious over the loss of sight? But with the impairment of one sense came the heightened of others, the part of the brain that shut off for that sight could be used in other manners, taste, hearing, touch, sense of smell. He could feel the crisp air; it was warm, but not by much. He could feel the air swirl and waltz around his body, on the surface of smooth skin. He could tell he was nude, the way the air seemed to touch him everywhere. Instinctively, his legs curled towards his cool body, attempting to bring more warmth. He was surprised to find that they were not bound. Odd. He wondered who would do this to him. Revenge for something? Could be. He was mischievous and did many things others would abhor him for. But who was it… He supposed time would tell.
Moments seemed like hours, curled into a ball as much as the binds would allow him to escape the air that seemed to taunt him, crawling on his skin. Oh how he wanted to rub his arms, wrap them around his chest in an attempt to escape what felt like a morning air. It was too cool for it to be later than morning; however, he took into account this could have been artificially produced as well, just like his blindness.
Heightened hearing heard softened, small footsteps.
“Who are you?”
No response.
“What do you want with me?” He shook against his bonds, slightly anxious of the unknown.
Soft fingers placed themselves on exposed skin. That smooth skin… the raised hills on that flat stomach that were toned muscles. He instinctively leaned into that touch, wanting to feel more than just grazed waltzing.
He heard a soft chuckle but his captor desired to remain silent.
He sighed, growing impatient and losing interest, “Can’t you tell me anything? Or just untie me? This isn’t what I’d like to be amusing… honestly, it’s more so that I’m becoming bored.”
A single word escaped his captor’s lips, “Bored?” Then another chuckle. “But we haven’t started anything yet… And how I longed for you for so long…”
That last statement had a nostalgic feeling to it, an almost melancholy tone as if they missed him. It was genuine… not that mocking nostalgia… But who was it then… Someone who he hadn’t seen in a long time… Someone that had felt a connection to him.
Then it hit him… “Kyo…”
Another stifled chuckle, though this one was more pleasured, a sense of happiness present, “I’m glad to see that you remember me.”
He sighed, “Really… what is the meaning of this… where am I… and how did you get into my apartment?”
“You don’t recognize the feel of your own bed? You are still in your apartment. As for how I got in… let’s just say I have some friends in all the right places.”
“Well… that answers two of my questions… then the third one.”
“I wasn’t lying when I said I’ve been longing for you. I haven’t felt anything so wonderful since you took me that night. It may have been nothing to you, nothing more than a one night stand… but it sent a pleasure through me I haven’t received anywhere else and no one else can bring that.”
Hakuei could hear the small shuffles of clothing and footsteps indicating movement before he felt soft lips capturing his own. He returned the kiss, his dominance calling for entrance into Kyo’s mouth which Kyo eagerly obeyed.
The contact was broken and Hakuei knew exactly what he was here for. He never expected the short blond to have such feelings for him. He never took anyone he didn’t feel attracted to so he couldn’t say that he didn’t have feelings for Kyo. But he couldn’t describe such feelings… they were in a jumble, an impossible jumble he didn’t want to sort out. It was convenient that Kyo wasn’t asking for an answer, he was just asking for action and that was something he could provide.
“Untie me.” The order in his voice was set, and he could hear a clinging of keys, and then metal hitting metal where Kyo was unlocking the handcuffs which bound his hands. He felt the handcuffs drop, and he brought his wrists together, rotating them to relieve them of the slight stiffness and rubbing one joint before moving to the other.
He heard shifting as Kyo felt awkward, the younger man expecting punishment in some form. But to Kyo’s surprise Hakuei didn’t even remove the blindfold.
“You want it, right?”
Kyo replied with a soft noise of confirmation.
“Then you have to come and get it. As you can see, I’m a little handicapped.”
“But-”
“No buts. I am blind. And you can’t expect a blind man to do all the work.” He curled his lips into a grin.
He could hear the sigh within his sea of blackness, a pure blackness. But he knew Kyo knew what he was getting at. So he shifted his body backwards so he was leaning on the wall and he waited for the younger man to begin. Shuffles of clothing and a light shuffle again told him the younger man was removing his clothes, not bothering to tease but get straight to the point. He heard the creaks of the springs in his head of increased weight the blond crawling towards him and then the feeling of the lighter man straddling him.
Hakuei could feel the hard flesh of an erection as Kyo was on top of him… so the young one was already aroused. Hakuei hadn’t had the stimulation to be driven into such a state, and he felt the soft fingers that brushed on his chest once more, drifting to Hakuei’s own manhood, fingers brushing the sensitive area.
Sounds and touch told him of Kyo’s location, and long arms reached to curl around Kyo’s thin body, bringing the warm body closer, to keep away that cruel morning air. Kyo brought his lips onto his once more, before moving his mouth onto his neck drawing a path downward with his tongue. The warm appendage drew a trail downward, stopping once to run its wet saliva over a hard nub and then once more to dip into the cavern of Hakuei’s belly button. Kyo was now on the bed, no longer straddling Hakuei. He ran his tongue, up and around the soft length… hoping to stir something within the older one.
Hakuei could feel every touch of that warm, wet tongue… that wet contact that was intensified by the loss of sight. There was sense of eager anxiety over where exactly Kyo would go and what would he do… Would he tease or touch? He couldn’t tell, and this filled him with an odd excitement, that was raising with Kyo’s sweet, warm tongue brushing on him and when it came into contact with his manhood… how that warm appendage felt on that skin that had been exposed to that cool air. The contrast caused him to shudder, it was an odd sensation that sent a shiver down his spine… but it was pleasurable… He could feel himself become stimulated by such sensations and he had to resist the instincts that tugged at his hips, wanting to trust into that unsuspecting mouth.
Blood rushed to his nether regions, and instincts defeated rational thoughts as he felt for the soft, feather light locks, and pushed Kyo’s head further down his length. Kyo gagged at first, but adjusted his throat accordingly. He hadn’t realized Hakuei was so pushy, the older man wanting his own climax as fast as possible. He worked his throat around the large object within his mouth but pulled back, against Hakuei’s grip and took the erection out of his mouth.
The erection was throbbing, fully aroused and now coated with a thick layer of saliva. Hakuei pushed his hips up for emphasis over his needs, and Kyo straddled Hakuei again, adjusting his body so Hakuei’s erection was at his entrance. He placed his hands on Hakuei’s shoulders to brace himself and Hakuei wrapped his arms around Kyo’s thin waist to help the blond.
Kyo sank himself down raw, with no preparation aside from his saliva that provided little lubrication though it was better than nothing. He cried out, face wrenching in pain but he inched his body slowly down. Once he reached the hilt, he was panting heavily, remaining still to allow his body to adjust to the large intrusion.
Hakuei’s hands moved from their spot on Kyo’s waist, moving sporadically with Hakuei’s lack of sight downward until it found what it was searching for. Warm hands wrapped around Kyo’s erection, earning a gasp from the other, not expecting the warmth. Hakuei ran his fingers over the length, learning every inch of it not by sight but touch as he continued to move his hands on the erect member. Kyo’s breathing hitched at all the touches, before his breathing increased. He lifted his body before slowly dropping it down again. Pleasure increased with the motions, drowning out the pain and Kyo’s primordial instinct came into effect as his speed became faster as he rode the erect member.
Hakuei became emitted low moans beginning to drown in the pleasure Kyo was consumed in, but he continued in his task to pleasure the man that was pleasuring him. Soon both were emitting moans or cries as their pleasure reached a height, each of their seed spurting out.
Kyo was panting as he lifted himself off of Hakuei and lay next to him, worn out with their activities. Hakuei lifted the blindfold off, the piece of cloth now around his forehead like a headband. He grinned at the tired blond, resting a hand on the feathery head of hair.
“Let’s do that again sometime. You can experience the wonders of the lack of sight.”
“I don’t see what’s so great about it. You can’t see anything you’re doing.”
“Ah, but the feeling is increased greatly for the cost of what you’re sacrificing.”
“And I’m sacrificing the sight of you…” Kyo captured the older man’s lips with a kiss before drifting off to sleep.
Author: To Semeku
Pairing: Hakuei/Kyo
Bands: Penicillin, Dir en grey
Disclaimer: All characters mentioned belong to their respective selves.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi, Smut
Prompt #6: Amaurophilia
He among amid a sea of darkness… his body tensed, knowing something wasn’t right. For one, his bodily clock told him it should be morning or midday; even if the blinds were shut, the penetrating sunlight would make itself present. Second of all, his eyes were open therefore even with darkness, he should at least see silhouettes. There was no such thing as a complete darkness with a shining silver moon hanging in the sky, illuminating little but enough. That was when he felt it, the soft cloth on his face that covered his eyes. It was not a natural darkness but an artificial one, by a blindfold.
Hands reached to rip off the offending blindfold but were stopped by an unknown obstacle. The clinking and the feel told him his wrists were bound above his head, why hadn’t he noticed before? Was he so anxious over the loss of sight? But with the impairment of one sense came the heightened of others, the part of the brain that shut off for that sight could be used in other manners, taste, hearing, touch, sense of smell. He could feel the crisp air; it was warm, but not by much. He could feel the air swirl and waltz around his body, on the surface of smooth skin. He could tell he was nude, the way the air seemed to touch him everywhere. Instinctively, his legs curled towards his cool body, attempting to bring more warmth. He was surprised to find that they were not bound. Odd. He wondered who would do this to him. Revenge for something? Could be. He was mischievous and did many things others would abhor him for. But who was it… He supposed time would tell.
Moments seemed like hours, curled into a ball as much as the binds would allow him to escape the air that seemed to taunt him, crawling on his skin. Oh how he wanted to rub his arms, wrap them around his chest in an attempt to escape what felt like a morning air. It was too cool for it to be later than morning; however, he took into account this could have been artificially produced as well, just like his blindness.
Heightened hearing heard softened, small footsteps.
“Who are you?”
No response.
“What do you want with me?” He shook against his bonds, slightly anxious of the unknown.
Soft fingers placed themselves on exposed skin. That smooth skin… the raised hills on that flat stomach that were toned muscles. He instinctively leaned into that touch, wanting to feel more than just grazed waltzing.
He heard a soft chuckle but his captor desired to remain silent.
He sighed, growing impatient and losing interest, “Can’t you tell me anything? Or just untie me? This isn’t what I’d like to be amusing… honestly, it’s more so that I’m becoming bored.”
A single word escaped his captor’s lips, “Bored?” Then another chuckle. “But we haven’t started anything yet… And how I longed for you for so long…”
That last statement had a nostalgic feeling to it, an almost melancholy tone as if they missed him. It was genuine… not that mocking nostalgia… But who was it then… Someone who he hadn’t seen in a long time… Someone that had felt a connection to him.
Then it hit him… “Kyo…”
Another stifled chuckle, though this one was more pleasured, a sense of happiness present, “I’m glad to see that you remember me.”
He sighed, “Really… what is the meaning of this… where am I… and how did you get into my apartment?”
“You don’t recognize the feel of your own bed? You are still in your apartment. As for how I got in… let’s just say I have some friends in all the right places.”
“Well… that answers two of my questions… then the third one.”
“I wasn’t lying when I said I’ve been longing for you. I haven’t felt anything so wonderful since you took me that night. It may have been nothing to you, nothing more than a one night stand… but it sent a pleasure through me I haven’t received anywhere else and no one else can bring that.”
Hakuei could hear the small shuffles of clothing and footsteps indicating movement before he felt soft lips capturing his own. He returned the kiss, his dominance calling for entrance into Kyo’s mouth which Kyo eagerly obeyed.
The contact was broken and Hakuei knew exactly what he was here for. He never expected the short blond to have such feelings for him. He never took anyone he didn’t feel attracted to so he couldn’t say that he didn’t have feelings for Kyo. But he couldn’t describe such feelings… they were in a jumble, an impossible jumble he didn’t want to sort out. It was convenient that Kyo wasn’t asking for an answer, he was just asking for action and that was something he could provide.
“Untie me.” The order in his voice was set, and he could hear a clinging of keys, and then metal hitting metal where Kyo was unlocking the handcuffs which bound his hands. He felt the handcuffs drop, and he brought his wrists together, rotating them to relieve them of the slight stiffness and rubbing one joint before moving to the other.
He heard shifting as Kyo felt awkward, the younger man expecting punishment in some form. But to Kyo’s surprise Hakuei didn’t even remove the blindfold.
“You want it, right?”
Kyo replied with a soft noise of confirmation.
“Then you have to come and get it. As you can see, I’m a little handicapped.”
“But-”
“No buts. I am blind. And you can’t expect a blind man to do all the work.” He curled his lips into a grin.
He could hear the sigh within his sea of blackness, a pure blackness. But he knew Kyo knew what he was getting at. So he shifted his body backwards so he was leaning on the wall and he waited for the younger man to begin. Shuffles of clothing and a light shuffle again told him the younger man was removing his clothes, not bothering to tease but get straight to the point. He heard the creaks of the springs in his head of increased weight the blond crawling towards him and then the feeling of the lighter man straddling him.
Hakuei could feel the hard flesh of an erection as Kyo was on top of him… so the young one was already aroused. Hakuei hadn’t had the stimulation to be driven into such a state, and he felt the soft fingers that brushed on his chest once more, drifting to Hakuei’s own manhood, fingers brushing the sensitive area.
Sounds and touch told him of Kyo’s location, and long arms reached to curl around Kyo’s thin body, bringing the warm body closer, to keep away that cruel morning air. Kyo brought his lips onto his once more, before moving his mouth onto his neck drawing a path downward with his tongue. The warm appendage drew a trail downward, stopping once to run its wet saliva over a hard nub and then once more to dip into the cavern of Hakuei’s belly button. Kyo was now on the bed, no longer straddling Hakuei. He ran his tongue, up and around the soft length… hoping to stir something within the older one.
Hakuei could feel every touch of that warm, wet tongue… that wet contact that was intensified by the loss of sight. There was sense of eager anxiety over where exactly Kyo would go and what would he do… Would he tease or touch? He couldn’t tell, and this filled him with an odd excitement, that was raising with Kyo’s sweet, warm tongue brushing on him and when it came into contact with his manhood… how that warm appendage felt on that skin that had been exposed to that cool air. The contrast caused him to shudder, it was an odd sensation that sent a shiver down his spine… but it was pleasurable… He could feel himself become stimulated by such sensations and he had to resist the instincts that tugged at his hips, wanting to trust into that unsuspecting mouth.
Blood rushed to his nether regions, and instincts defeated rational thoughts as he felt for the soft, feather light locks, and pushed Kyo’s head further down his length. Kyo gagged at first, but adjusted his throat accordingly. He hadn’t realized Hakuei was so pushy, the older man wanting his own climax as fast as possible. He worked his throat around the large object within his mouth but pulled back, against Hakuei’s grip and took the erection out of his mouth.
The erection was throbbing, fully aroused and now coated with a thick layer of saliva. Hakuei pushed his hips up for emphasis over his needs, and Kyo straddled Hakuei again, adjusting his body so Hakuei’s erection was at his entrance. He placed his hands on Hakuei’s shoulders to brace himself and Hakuei wrapped his arms around Kyo’s thin waist to help the blond.
Kyo sank himself down raw, with no preparation aside from his saliva that provided little lubrication though it was better than nothing. He cried out, face wrenching in pain but he inched his body slowly down. Once he reached the hilt, he was panting heavily, remaining still to allow his body to adjust to the large intrusion.
Hakuei’s hands moved from their spot on Kyo’s waist, moving sporadically with Hakuei’s lack of sight downward until it found what it was searching for. Warm hands wrapped around Kyo’s erection, earning a gasp from the other, not expecting the warmth. Hakuei ran his fingers over the length, learning every inch of it not by sight but touch as he continued to move his hands on the erect member. Kyo’s breathing hitched at all the touches, before his breathing increased. He lifted his body before slowly dropping it down again. Pleasure increased with the motions, drowning out the pain and Kyo’s primordial instinct came into effect as his speed became faster as he rode the erect member.
Hakuei became emitted low moans beginning to drown in the pleasure Kyo was consumed in, but he continued in his task to pleasure the man that was pleasuring him. Soon both were emitting moans or cries as their pleasure reached a height, each of their seed spurting out.
Kyo was panting as he lifted himself off of Hakuei and lay next to him, worn out with their activities. Hakuei lifted the blindfold off, the piece of cloth now around his forehead like a headband. He grinned at the tired blond, resting a hand on the feathery head of hair.
“Let’s do that again sometime. You can experience the wonders of the lack of sight.”
“I don’t see what’s so great about it. You can’t see anything you’re doing.”
“Ah, but the feeling is increased greatly for the cost of what you’re sacrificing.”
“And I’m sacrificing the sight of you…” Kyo captured the older man’s lips with a kiss before drifting off to sleep.