Devour - Tora x ? - 1/1
Title: Devour
Author: infinitysanti/silveryxdark
Genre: Angst, drama, romance?
Rating: PG-15
Pairings: Tora x ? (anyone with him, basically~)
Warning: Obsessed [insert person you want to be with Tora], swearing, implied sex etc.
Disclaimer: Nope, I do not own anything or anyone except the story.
Summary: You might as well mark me as yours, and claim me for your own for all to see. Even if people were to look at me in disgust for being such a dirty whore, I wouldn't care, not as long as I'm yours, and yours alone.
A/N: This is for my dearest lil' sis loveless226 who requested this~ Happy birthday darling! <3 Also, this is sort of related to my previous story Filth in the Beauty which was an anyonexSaga fic, but you don't need to read that to understand this :) I do keep thinking this is ToraxSaga though >D I hope you like it~
The first time I saw you, I wanted you.
It was more than those sharp, handsome features, with a hint of exoticism I couldn't place. More than that tall figure, muscles barely hidden by a slightly tight-fitting shirt. More than that pair of plush pink lip slightly curved up in a smirk, the tip of your tongue toying with the little metal spike in your bottom lip.
When you turned your piercing hazel eyes to me, I was gone.
There was power in them, a knowledge that you could have anyone you wanted, with just one look. You exuded charisma and confidence, yet you remained quiet and almost, but not quite, gentle.
You have not changed.
You might remain aloof, a lone wolf - or should I say, tiger - but at the same time you choose to do what you want, free from rules. You always get your own way. You always get what, or who, you want. It would be impossible to refuse you, of all people.
And for some reason, you want me.
I crave you like a drug. With a single look, I go to you willingly, and I never regret the nights spent with you - in a shower stall, on a hotel bed, even in our own bedrooms. Even if I'm left shaking in your arms, exhausted, sometimes even sobbing from how fucking intense every minute is.
I know I shouldn't want you so much.
We're band mates and friends. Band mates and friends do not fuck behind the rest of the band's backs. I stopped caring from the first night you took me. Or perhaps, I never did care.
After all, I was completely lost when I first laid eyes on you, Tora.
I know what every look directed at me across the stage means, and you don't know how much I want you. It's hard to keep my mind on what I'm supposed to be doing, because at that moment lust burns my skin, and I'm just waiting for everything to end so you'll take me.
Call this an unhealthy obsession, or a torrid love affair, or what you will.
I don't know if there's love involved. I don't know if I truly am obsessed. All I know is that I want you more than anything or anyone.
You might as well mark me as yours, and claim me for your own for all to see. Even if people were to look at me in disgust for being such a dirty whore, I wouldn't care, not as long as I'm yours, and yours alone.
But what does it matter? You already have me completely.
I know you hate it whenever someone else goes near me, but then again, you already know that I will never go to them. Like a true tiger, you can be solitary - and territorial.
You'll fight for what is yours.
And if you want to fight, I'll let you fight, because that will translate into a lot more later. And how I'm always craving for later. I may be left drained, but sated to some extent, and I am always waiting for more.
More that you will not give, for even though I am yours, you are not truly mine. But I shall always wait for the day when you might be mine, too, because this hunger for you seems to be practically insatiable.
It is an endless, torturous desire.
But until then, Tora, take me.
Use me.
Destroy me.
Kill me.
Devour me.
I hope you liked this, mei mei~ <3
Author: infinitysanti/silveryxdark
Genre: Angst, drama, romance?
Rating: PG-15
Pairings: Tora x ? (anyone with him, basically~)
Warning: Obsessed [insert person you want to be with Tora], swearing, implied sex etc.
Disclaimer: Nope, I do not own anything or anyone except the story.
Summary: You might as well mark me as yours, and claim me for your own for all to see. Even if people were to look at me in disgust for being such a dirty whore, I wouldn't care, not as long as I'm yours, and yours alone.
A/N: This is for my dearest lil' sis loveless226 who requested this~ Happy birthday darling! <3 Also, this is sort of related to my previous story Filth in the Beauty which was an anyonexSaga fic, but you don't need to read that to understand this :) I do keep thinking this is ToraxSaga though >D I hope you like it~
The first time I saw you, I wanted you.
It was more than those sharp, handsome features, with a hint of exoticism I couldn't place. More than that tall figure, muscles barely hidden by a slightly tight-fitting shirt. More than that pair of plush pink lip slightly curved up in a smirk, the tip of your tongue toying with the little metal spike in your bottom lip.
When you turned your piercing hazel eyes to me, I was gone.
There was power in them, a knowledge that you could have anyone you wanted, with just one look. You exuded charisma and confidence, yet you remained quiet and almost, but not quite, gentle.
You have not changed.
You might remain aloof, a lone wolf - or should I say, tiger - but at the same time you choose to do what you want, free from rules. You always get your own way. You always get what, or who, you want. It would be impossible to refuse you, of all people.
And for some reason, you want me.
I crave you like a drug. With a single look, I go to you willingly, and I never regret the nights spent with you - in a shower stall, on a hotel bed, even in our own bedrooms. Even if I'm left shaking in your arms, exhausted, sometimes even sobbing from how fucking intense every minute is.
I know I shouldn't want you so much.
We're band mates and friends. Band mates and friends do not fuck behind the rest of the band's backs. I stopped caring from the first night you took me. Or perhaps, I never did care.
After all, I was completely lost when I first laid eyes on you, Tora.
I know what every look directed at me across the stage means, and you don't know how much I want you. It's hard to keep my mind on what I'm supposed to be doing, because at that moment lust burns my skin, and I'm just waiting for everything to end so you'll take me.
Call this an unhealthy obsession, or a torrid love affair, or what you will.
I don't know if there's love involved. I don't know if I truly am obsessed. All I know is that I want you more than anything or anyone.
You might as well mark me as yours, and claim me for your own for all to see. Even if people were to look at me in disgust for being such a dirty whore, I wouldn't care, not as long as I'm yours, and yours alone.
But what does it matter? You already have me completely.
I know you hate it whenever someone else goes near me, but then again, you already know that I will never go to them. Like a true tiger, you can be solitary - and territorial.
You'll fight for what is yours.
And if you want to fight, I'll let you fight, because that will translate into a lot more later. And how I'm always craving for later. I may be left drained, but sated to some extent, and I am always waiting for more.
More that you will not give, for even though I am yours, you are not truly mine. But I shall always wait for the day when you might be mine, too, because this hunger for you seems to be practically insatiable.
It is an endless, torturous desire.
But until then, Tora, take me.
Use me.
Destroy me.
Kill me.
Devour me.
I hope you liked this, mei mei~ <3