The sight was... disquieting, to say the least, and not because of how broken Hakkai looked. No, not entirely. His head down, the occasional fine shudders and soft groans, they tugged at something dark in Sanzo, something he hadn't known existed until just then. Maybe it hadn't existed.
It must be this place.
It was a fleeting thought, there and gone in the time it took him to shift his attention Hakkai's apparent handler. "Not so pretty is a matter of opinion." With that, he opened the stall door and stepped inside. He touched his fingertips to Hakkai's hair.
[OOC: *Nibbles on a cookie while wondering what she's doing* ^^"]
The touch made the muscles along Hakkai slim back tense. In the back of his drug addled brain, he recognized the scent of the man near him, but there was no way he could actively process it. Not with the heavy fog that clouded conscious thought.
The manacles binding him clinked as he shifted restlessly, the noise counterpoint to a quickly drawn in breath.
As soon as he saw that the 'livestock' wasn't going to try and threaten the blonde, the handler just shrugged and chuckled softly.
"We've got prettier. I suppose this one would appeal to some, though."
He chose to ignore the handler after that point, focusing instead on the man on his hands and knees in front of him. He felt too warm, but his hair was soft and Sanzo gently dragged his fingers through it before they found the bare curve of his shoulder. The dark impulse inside him unfurled a bit more, quietly urging him to... to what? Sanzo frowned slightly as he knelt, a hand coming under Hakkai's chin to draw his head up.
You have officially made my morning.green_eye_demonJanuary 29 2011, 15:21:18 UTC
He shivered again at the gentle touch, but he didn't move until the fingers under his chin forced him to. Glassy green eyes met Sanzo's gaze, his usual monocle or the glasses he'd come to prefer as of late absent. There was no way to miss the heavy bit parting his lips, the quick breaths noisy as they were sucked in around the thick metal.
I'm glad I could make someone's. xDunorthodoxishJanuary 29 2011, 16:30:07 UTC
Sanzo touched one end of the bit, then ghosted a thumb over his bottom lip. His own eyes were strangely heated, the violet irises a bit brighter. He took a slow, deep breath, attempting to calm himself, to ease the nagging desires coming to life under his skin, in his blood.
It didn't work.
The hand at his shoulder trailed along a collarbone, down his chest.
You usually do when I see your Sanzo ^^green_eye_demonJanuary 29 2011, 16:47:56 UTC
A barely audible whimper rolled low in Hakkai's throat. Leaning as far as the restraints would let him, he did what he could to move into the touches, almost blindly encouraging them. Hakkai's usually sharp senses were heightened even more now and the mix of sweet air and awakening desire from Sanzo were a heady mix in his addled state.
Oh, that whimper didn't help matters either. Sanzo trailed his hand still lower, reaching under Hakkai, fingertips skimming down to the scars he knew to be on his stomach. Dipping his head, he pressed a light kiss to Hakkai's chin, tongue flicking out to draw up his jawline until he reached his earlobe and caught it between his teeth in a teasing graze.
The touch made Hakkai shift restlessly, the muscles under his skin rippling as if trying to move away from the intimate touch. Another soft noise settled into the air around them, this one both moan and whine at the feel of the teasing bite.
Those hazy green eyes tracked him as he moved, but the motion was sluggish at best. It was still a sure sign that no matter how far gone he was, he still knew what was going on to an extent.
Once Sanzo got far enough behind him, he'd noticed that Hakkai had been carefully prepped for 'testing', even going so far as to keep him stretched and ready with a plug that was capped with a long tail of dark, soft hair.
No wonder he looked so uncomfortable, if he'd been held like that for long.
When he spotted the tailed plug, he stared for several seconds. Sanzo slowly reached down, touching the hair, letting it slide through his fingers. He swallowed thickly. What the hell was he doing? He should have been working to get Hakkai out of there as quickly as possible, not... teasing him, prolonging this strange encounter.
The manacles clinked sharply as Hakkai jerked at the shifting of the plug inside him. A sharp breath hissed around the bit as he arched his back and tried to twist around enough to look at the man behind him. Panting harshly past the blockage between his teeth, he kept trying to move enough to see Sanzo, but the most he could make out was the edge of his oh so familiar robes.
It took a moment before he could manage to push a ragged, "please" from around the bit clenched in his teeth.
That ragged plea undid what was left of his restraint against the depraved compulsions as they flared like wildfire through his veins. Sanzo grabbed the plug near the base by the hair and gave the lightest tug, just enough to pull it out slightly before pushing it back in. At the same time he knelt again, reaching between Hakkai's legs to stroke his cock.
The brunette's body shuddered with frustration and lust, legs trembling as he tried to part them even more. There was no shame or guilt in Hakkai at the moment as he moved to try and prolong the contact. Groaning, he let his head drop between his shoulders once again, leaning back into each far too light stroke.
Sanzo continued to stroke, slow, his middle finger rubbing over the tip of him. Leaning in, he licked a line up the side of Hakkai's hip, still lightly thrusting the plug in and out of him.
The groan chocked off before rising into a sharp moan as he tried to push back even harder. Of course, the manacles wouldn't let him move as much as he wanted to, but if he could, he really didn't know what he'd be pushing into; the hand around his cock or the teasing thrusts behind him.
It must be this place.
It was a fleeting thought, there and gone in the time it took him to shift his attention Hakkai's apparent handler. "Not so pretty is a matter of opinion." With that, he opened the stall door and stepped inside. He touched his fingertips to Hakkai's hair.
[OOC: *Nibbles on a cookie while wondering what she's doing* ^^"]
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The manacles binding him clinked as he shifted restlessly, the noise counterpoint to a quickly drawn in breath.
As soon as he saw that the 'livestock' wasn't going to try and threaten the blonde, the handler just shrugged and chuckled softly.
"We've got prettier. I suppose this one would appeal to some, though."
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It didn't work.
The hand at his shoulder trailed along a collarbone, down his chest.
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Once Sanzo got far enough behind him, he'd noticed that Hakkai had been carefully prepped for 'testing', even going so far as to keep him stretched and ready with a plug that was capped with a long tail of dark, soft hair.
No wonder he looked so uncomfortable, if he'd been held like that for long.
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It took a moment before he could manage to push a ragged, "please" from around the bit clenched in his teeth.
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