Drabbles!
Finally I am able to submit some fanfiction! Sure, it's just a couple of drabbles, but I worked hard on them! I am still changing back and forth, making sure they are exactly a hundred words and stuff. They are both Tekken and number two contains mature yaoi content. Both of them contain violence and the first one is very spoilerish for Bryan Fury's ending in Tekken5. Still interested? Thought so. It's that mature warning, isn't it?
Oh, and does my new icon rock or what? I made it myself, but I admit that I stole the chibies.
Death
Yoshimitsu closed his eyes, feeling Fury’s steps like gentle tremors through the cold earth. He heard the harsh click of the gun as it was raised, drawing his last, shuddering breath on the ground. He anticipated the impact of the bullet, pain and then darkness. Slowly he became aware of the blood that soaked his clothes underneath the armour, and the pain of the bullets that had brought him down. Slowly he realised that Fury wasn’t pulling the trigger. He opened his eyes, and he was alone. The sudden overwhelming relief told him how afraid he had really been.
Dark
Cruel ropes biting into his wrists, red blindfold over his eyes, his body weak with fear in the darkness. Blood on his dark skin, red and rich and made to be played with, making sensual patterns on his chest and stomach, running down his quivering thighs. Cold hands, teasing him, hurting him, humiliating him and making him forget who he is, but he never forgets the name behind that laughter, low and soft. His voice, lost somewhere in desperate screams, bodies entwined, all he is, helpless in his lover’s arms. Lei arches up, begging Bryan to fuck him harder.