It had been an interesting few days for Orochimaru. He'd dealt with his demotion in the way a man would really deal with a hardship such as that. He'd been quite pleased with himself, really.
He'd allowed Sasuke to take him to the cell, to tie him up, and he'd allowed the meeting between his sweet Jacky, the older man Edgeworth and, of course, Reeve. He'd found their visit to be nothing short of interesting. Something that he was sure would be left to linger in his mind for a long time, if not on this body that he currently inhabited.
He'd taken his time, already with Sasuke, being sure that the boy was being appropriately punished, and he'd taken, with almost too much ease, what was owed to him. He'd opted not to have the eyes placed into this body, so damaged already, and so he'd simply placed them in a jar in the room he shared with his former teammate. It was not something that he was pleased to have to do, but he just took his time to be sure that he kept the jar with his prized possessions on his person at all times.
Sasuke had been the most fun for him.
Next on his agenda had been Reeve. The man had been fun to play with, fun and interesting to break. Watching the man cry and scream and revert back to little more than a young child had teetered on the edge of arousing to him, and he licked his lips in that moment, lingering in that memory. He'd certainly taken his time with that man. Touching him just so, his tongue sliding easily over the smooth cheek. He'd tasted delicious. Smelled of little more than fear and pain and grief. It was everything he could have wanted in that moment.
It'd been something that he'd taken great pride in. How far the strongest of them had fallen.
He'd not planned anything specific for Edgeworth. He saw the man as little more than the man who currently took care of his little Jacky. He assumed that they must have had a deal of some sort. He wouldn't have put it past Jack to allow himself into some sort of sexual relationship with the so called lawyer. He knew that was something that younger people did. Offering their body for protection. It was almost amusing to him to watch the two men play back and fourth with being 'friends'. He was sure that he would think of a way to bring that man. However, he was in no rush, the younger man was very little of a threat to him.
Laughing coldly, he shook his head and crossed one leg over the other as he sat comfortably on his bed.
Last but certainly not least was Jacky. His Jacky. His. He'd seen him with that girl. His arms around her, her body pressed against his as they'd moved along the floor. He'd stood in the corner, watching from the darkness, barely noticeable as they'd moved, laughing and smiling and holding each other. It was something completely indecent, something inappropriate. It was filthy and disgusting, and that smile, that laugh, that happy freedom... it was something he was disinclined to allow Jacky to experience in his free moments here. He wasn't willing to allow those hands, his by right, to be soiled by such a creature.
He'd allowed Sasuke to take him to the cell, to tie him up, and he'd allowed the meeting between his sweet Jacky, the older man Edgeworth and, of course, Reeve. He'd found their visit to be nothing short of interesting. Something that he was sure would be left to linger in his mind for a long time, if not on this body that he currently inhabited.
He'd taken his time, already with Sasuke, being sure that the boy was being appropriately punished, and he'd taken, with almost too much ease, what was owed to him. He'd opted not to have the eyes placed into this body, so damaged already, and so he'd simply placed them in a jar in the room he shared with his former teammate. It was not something that he was pleased to have to do, but he just took his time to be sure that he kept the jar with his prized possessions on his person at all times.
Sasuke had been the most fun for him.
Next on his agenda had been Reeve. The man had been fun to play with, fun and interesting to break. Watching the man cry and scream and revert back to little more than a young child had teetered on the edge of arousing to him, and he licked his lips in that moment, lingering in that memory. He'd certainly taken his time with that man. Touching him just so, his tongue sliding easily over the smooth cheek. He'd tasted delicious. Smelled of little more than fear and pain and grief. It was everything he could have wanted in that moment.
It'd been something that he'd taken great pride in. How far the strongest of them had fallen.
He'd not planned anything specific for Edgeworth. He saw the man as little more than the man who currently took care of his little Jacky. He assumed that they must have had a deal of some sort. He wouldn't have put it past Jack to allow himself into some sort of sexual relationship with the so called lawyer. He knew that was something that younger people did. Offering their body for protection. It was almost amusing to him to watch the two men play back and fourth with being 'friends'. He was sure that he would think of a way to bring that man. However, he was in no rush, the younger man was very little of a threat to him.
Laughing coldly, he shook his head and crossed one leg over the other as he sat comfortably on his bed.
Last but certainly not least was Jacky. His Jacky. His. He'd seen him with that girl. His arms around her, her body pressed against his as they'd moved along the floor. He'd stood in the corner, watching from the darkness, barely noticeable as they'd moved, laughing and smiling and holding each other. It was something completely indecent, something inappropriate. It was filthy and disgusting, and that smile, that laugh, that happy freedom... it was something he was disinclined to allow Jacky to experience in his free moments here. He wasn't willing to allow those hands, his by right, to be soiled by such a creature.
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