RP Log: Shiraishi Solo
Timeline: Now
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R)
Summary: Shiraishi is bored and conflicted with his feelings caused by the war and losing friends so he goes out to forget it for a while.
He needed to get out of the apartment for something other than hunting witches and enjoying the bloodshed and death more than he had in years. Shiraishi shuddered at the thought of his old ways returning but the memories of the way blood flowed freely over his tongue and how bodies fell limp when he was finished with them to be left in the gutter were hard to keep bury when he was nearly doing the same thing now in order to gain territory for his kind at the word of his adopted fathers. If it was simply because they were greedy and wanted more land, he may have baulked at the idea but Saeki, while indeed self-centred, was doing all of this to make vampires safer and freer than they had been in decades.
But a break was still needed. Something that wasn’t senseless killing of the enemy and worry a spell would blast him to hell any minute.
The light he had started to find that kept him sane and happy was now shining in England where Hiyoshi was encouraged to study. It was a country at peace with the vampires and witches holding a truce that Shiraishi hoped would remain while his grumpy human friend was there. Of course he wasn’t sent off without some contacts of powerful friends both human and vampire that he hoped Hiyoshi would use if necessary.
Since returning to Japan he hadn’t made a lot of friends. Naturally there were Bane and Saeki but they didn’t count in such a time. There was also Ryou, a vampire hunter he had fucked after a little flirting and nearly getting staked twice. It had been one of the hottest nights he could remember having. He felt alive. The adrenaline that had coursed through his veins as they grappled for control and how sexually charged he was for the petite but deadly human had been a thrill and one that Shiraishi now wished he could have again. They had lived together for a short while after Shiraishi swore he hadn’t killed Ryou’s twin. Perhaps he could find the fiery hunter again?
No, that likely wasn’t possible. He had seen the way Saeki watched Ryou and how it changed. It used to be a game the two played in taunting the other but now Ryou seemed to lust for the vampire and Saeki seemed amused as if he was playing with a new pet, which was probably true as sad as that thought was.
Alone again, like Shiraishi knew was best given his life and the current events, the vampire found himself at the Bleeding Moon all the same. With a glass of wine in hand, he sat at one of the small tables in a dark corner, observing everyone. He knew there were others of his kind mingling with the crowd and looking for a drink or entertainment for the night but nearly everyone in the building, laughing and having a good time were humans that didn’t know the danger they were in by being in a club owned by a vampire or being in a city in the middle of a secret war.
As he watched the crowd, Shiraishi noticed the DJ, Zaizen, had his boyfriend visiting again. Kenya, wasn’t it? He didn’t talk all that much with Zaizen but he did recall Bane mentioning the blonde’s name before. There was always something attractive about the blonde human. Perhaps it was the way he carried himself with so much confidence and didn’t seem to give a damn what others thought. But the more time the vampire spent at the club and saw the human, the more he wanted to go over and talk with him. It was just a shame the man was always so wrapped up in what Zaizen was doing.
Sipping his wine, Shiraishi watched the press of bodies moving nearly as one with the way Zaizen swayed them with his hypnotic music until golden eyes darted to a curvy woman with light brown hair sauntering toward him with confidence, a smile, and a tiny dress. He knew this game. She was interested in a quick lay by the hot loner. Given his mood and the reason for going out that night, Shiraishi felt compelled to oblige for once and smiled in return, offering his lap for her to sit on as no other chair was vacant.
“You looked like you could use some company.”
“You must be a mind-reader or good at reading a body,” he wrapped his arms around her waist as she sat and wriggled just enough against his groin that Shiraishi felt himself getting hard. It seemed he was in need of a quick lay as well. Deciding it was best to skip the boring flirtatious comments, Shiraishi abused the little bit of psychic power he was proficient in by grabbing a hold of her attraction to him and encouraging it on until she leaned in for a kiss.
It wasn’t as searing as Ryou’s kisses were nor was it as sweet and confused as Hiyoshi’s rare kisses were but it would do for the night. As the nameless woman leaned in closer, Shiraishi turned his mouth to her ear, suckling the lobe before finally saying the words he knew she wanted to hear. “You up for a hard fuck tonight?”
As she whimpered and nodded, Shiraishi continued teasing her with nibbling along her neck but his attention was back on Kenya. While he would have the female tonight, what he was finding he really wanted was a romp in bed with the blonde male. Before he did something stupid like seduce the man in front of his boyfriend, he checked for Bane, still keeping his eye on Zaizen which was something to look into later on, and Saeki, chatting with a group of admirers near the bar. “Come with me. I know the owners.”
He didn’t worry about taking a human to Saeki and Bane’s bed as their past together had been extremely kinky and involved all three of them in bed together with or without others. A quick trip to borrow their bed again that night wouldn’t bother them unless they were already using it. Given Saeki didn’t say anything as he passed by with the woman in tow, Shiraishi knew he was in the clear.
Time wasn’t wasted once they were in the room. Clothes were quickly scattered and the woman was tossed onto the bed where Shiraishi eagerly slid his cock home. They moaned and writhed together, the human climaxing twice before Shiraishi flipped her onto her hands and knees to take her from behind. Again and again he slammed her pussy, rocking the bed in a steady rhythm.
It wasn’t until he was bold enough to pull out and press against her ass which she begged for once she realized what he wanted, that Shiraishi’s mind wandered. What would Kenya be like in bed? Would he be wild and carefree like he was in normal day life? Ryou was a hell of a surprise with what he liked and boy did he want another wild ride with that one as well, so would the sexy blonde like it from behind with his ass being slapped or maybe he liked to ride?
As he tensed with the wave of ecstasy crashing into him as he came in the tight ass, Shiraishi knew he had to find out and began formulating a plan to properly meet the human. He needed to talk to Bane about what he knew of the humans and if Kenya knew anything of their nature and that his boyfriend was a feeder for the second in command. He also needed to know what was going on with Ryou.
He was still hard as he pulled out but Shiraishi was done with the woman. His mind was on what was and what could be and she didn’t factor into the equation anymore. In fact, with his deeper urges awakened and determination not to give into the bloodlust like he had so long ago as a fledgling, neither human would satiate his sexual hunger.
“Thanks for the good time but this is where we part ways.” A mental nudging was given to keep her temper in check and have her leave without too much of a fuss. Once she was gone, Shiraishi didn’t make a move from where he laid on the bed and instead waited for the return of the men that could keep up with what he needed right then. It was funny where his thoughts were now given the grand return he had made by walking in on Bane and Saeki having sex, them inviting him to join with him declining and walking away.
There was nothing like family to help set you straight when times were tough and confusing.
He’d sort out his urges and then make a new friend with that tempting blonde.
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R)
Summary: Shiraishi is bored and conflicted with his feelings caused by the war and losing friends so he goes out to forget it for a while.
He needed to get out of the apartment for something other than hunting witches and enjoying the bloodshed and death more than he had in years. Shiraishi shuddered at the thought of his old ways returning but the memories of the way blood flowed freely over his tongue and how bodies fell limp when he was finished with them to be left in the gutter were hard to keep bury when he was nearly doing the same thing now in order to gain territory for his kind at the word of his adopted fathers. If it was simply because they were greedy and wanted more land, he may have baulked at the idea but Saeki, while indeed self-centred, was doing all of this to make vampires safer and freer than they had been in decades.
But a break was still needed. Something that wasn’t senseless killing of the enemy and worry a spell would blast him to hell any minute.
The light he had started to find that kept him sane and happy was now shining in England where Hiyoshi was encouraged to study. It was a country at peace with the vampires and witches holding a truce that Shiraishi hoped would remain while his grumpy human friend was there. Of course he wasn’t sent off without some contacts of powerful friends both human and vampire that he hoped Hiyoshi would use if necessary.
Since returning to Japan he hadn’t made a lot of friends. Naturally there were Bane and Saeki but they didn’t count in such a time. There was also Ryou, a vampire hunter he had fucked after a little flirting and nearly getting staked twice. It had been one of the hottest nights he could remember having. He felt alive. The adrenaline that had coursed through his veins as they grappled for control and how sexually charged he was for the petite but deadly human had been a thrill and one that Shiraishi now wished he could have again. They had lived together for a short while after Shiraishi swore he hadn’t killed Ryou’s twin. Perhaps he could find the fiery hunter again?
No, that likely wasn’t possible. He had seen the way Saeki watched Ryou and how it changed. It used to be a game the two played in taunting the other but now Ryou seemed to lust for the vampire and Saeki seemed amused as if he was playing with a new pet, which was probably true as sad as that thought was.
Alone again, like Shiraishi knew was best given his life and the current events, the vampire found himself at the Bleeding Moon all the same. With a glass of wine in hand, he sat at one of the small tables in a dark corner, observing everyone. He knew there were others of his kind mingling with the crowd and looking for a drink or entertainment for the night but nearly everyone in the building, laughing and having a good time were humans that didn’t know the danger they were in by being in a club owned by a vampire or being in a city in the middle of a secret war.
As he watched the crowd, Shiraishi noticed the DJ, Zaizen, had his boyfriend visiting again. Kenya, wasn’t it? He didn’t talk all that much with Zaizen but he did recall Bane mentioning the blonde’s name before. There was always something attractive about the blonde human. Perhaps it was the way he carried himself with so much confidence and didn’t seem to give a damn what others thought. But the more time the vampire spent at the club and saw the human, the more he wanted to go over and talk with him. It was just a shame the man was always so wrapped up in what Zaizen was doing.
Sipping his wine, Shiraishi watched the press of bodies moving nearly as one with the way Zaizen swayed them with his hypnotic music until golden eyes darted to a curvy woman with light brown hair sauntering toward him with confidence, a smile, and a tiny dress. He knew this game. She was interested in a quick lay by the hot loner. Given his mood and the reason for going out that night, Shiraishi felt compelled to oblige for once and smiled in return, offering his lap for her to sit on as no other chair was vacant.
“You looked like you could use some company.”
“You must be a mind-reader or good at reading a body,” he wrapped his arms around her waist as she sat and wriggled just enough against his groin that Shiraishi felt himself getting hard. It seemed he was in need of a quick lay as well. Deciding it was best to skip the boring flirtatious comments, Shiraishi abused the little bit of psychic power he was proficient in by grabbing a hold of her attraction to him and encouraging it on until she leaned in for a kiss.
It wasn’t as searing as Ryou’s kisses were nor was it as sweet and confused as Hiyoshi’s rare kisses were but it would do for the night. As the nameless woman leaned in closer, Shiraishi turned his mouth to her ear, suckling the lobe before finally saying the words he knew she wanted to hear. “You up for a hard fuck tonight?”
As she whimpered and nodded, Shiraishi continued teasing her with nibbling along her neck but his attention was back on Kenya. While he would have the female tonight, what he was finding he really wanted was a romp in bed with the blonde male. Before he did something stupid like seduce the man in front of his boyfriend, he checked for Bane, still keeping his eye on Zaizen which was something to look into later on, and Saeki, chatting with a group of admirers near the bar. “Come with me. I know the owners.”
He didn’t worry about taking a human to Saeki and Bane’s bed as their past together had been extremely kinky and involved all three of them in bed together with or without others. A quick trip to borrow their bed again that night wouldn’t bother them unless they were already using it. Given Saeki didn’t say anything as he passed by with the woman in tow, Shiraishi knew he was in the clear.
Time wasn’t wasted once they were in the room. Clothes were quickly scattered and the woman was tossed onto the bed where Shiraishi eagerly slid his cock home. They moaned and writhed together, the human climaxing twice before Shiraishi flipped her onto her hands and knees to take her from behind. Again and again he slammed her pussy, rocking the bed in a steady rhythm.
It wasn’t until he was bold enough to pull out and press against her ass which she begged for once she realized what he wanted, that Shiraishi’s mind wandered. What would Kenya be like in bed? Would he be wild and carefree like he was in normal day life? Ryou was a hell of a surprise with what he liked and boy did he want another wild ride with that one as well, so would the sexy blonde like it from behind with his ass being slapped or maybe he liked to ride?
As he tensed with the wave of ecstasy crashing into him as he came in the tight ass, Shiraishi knew he had to find out and began formulating a plan to properly meet the human. He needed to talk to Bane about what he knew of the humans and if Kenya knew anything of their nature and that his boyfriend was a feeder for the second in command. He also needed to know what was going on with Ryou.
He was still hard as he pulled out but Shiraishi was done with the woman. His mind was on what was and what could be and she didn’t factor into the equation anymore. In fact, with his deeper urges awakened and determination not to give into the bloodlust like he had so long ago as a fledgling, neither human would satiate his sexual hunger.
“Thanks for the good time but this is where we part ways.” A mental nudging was given to keep her temper in check and have her leave without too much of a fuss. Once she was gone, Shiraishi didn’t make a move from where he laid on the bed and instead waited for the return of the men that could keep up with what he needed right then. It was funny where his thoughts were now given the grand return he had made by walking in on Bane and Saeki having sex, them inviting him to join with him declining and walking away.
There was nothing like family to help set you straight when times were tough and confusing.
He’d sort out his urges and then make a new friend with that tempting blonde.