xXx Hoshika xXx

Plasma

2008-09-22T20:17:40Z

Hm... I wrote this like twelve hours before my girlfriend split up with me... Maybe it was an omen...
I don't really know what it's about... I was angry at the time (damn mood swings)
Maybe it's vain of me to say this but I acctually really like this one...

Plasma

Push me over the edge
I want to hurt you
Just to hear you scream
Who will you turn to?

Let me push this blade
Deep in your temptation
Twist it in your abuse
Watch with fascination

Depraved little maggots
Never will be a butterfly
I am going to bend you
Snap and never say goodbye

Damned, pitiful rat
In which gutter do you sleep?
I will make you run crimson
Ripped skin will weep

See these bonds of arteries
As they turn you to a bruise
Feel the tendons rip as bones break
Tense up us you finally lose

Such a vile little worm
I cut you in half but nothings grown
Rusted nails pierce your heart
When it tears nothing is shown

Hoshika xXx

Life Behind A Shadowed Pencil

2008-08-05T21:42:09Z

xXx Life Behind A Shadowed Pencil xXx

xXx The Notes xXx

Series of random and sometimes sadistic/morbid poems written by me.

Each one tells a story of some kind mostly featuring a character I have named Miss Sunken Corpse.

Every and each poem in mine, do not take -be it portion or whole- without my say so. I used my own imagination using inspiration around me and did not steal anyone else's work. Please comment but do not flame me. If you do it will be deleted.

xXx The Poems xXx

Pointless Love Life

Need to start looking forward
Instead of glancing back
Need to focus on what I do have
Rather than what I lack

No more delusional photographs
Of paper thin faces
Persons painted to appeal
Behind the wall is empty spaces

Blank eyes forever staring towards me
Perfectly painted mannequins
Fingers forever reaching but never touching
Predictable bodies of manipulation

Listen closely to the lies they speak
Falsehoods of a broken promise
Sucking the life out of their fans
Never met but always miss

Blue eyes meet black
A fucked up hologram
What is real and devious
Who doesn’t give a damn

She stares back at me
There is truth in her eyes
Just another photograph
Just more fucking lies

Another paper cut to the hand
Another scar to never healed
Tears flow free from the skull
My lips are fucking sealed

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The Fires

Miss Hollow looked into her lover’s eyes
Blue fire burned with anger and sorrow
Today would be their death day
No more suns would rise for Miss Filth or Miss Hollow

Dirty little bitchies with unclean souls
These pretty women are sinners
Witches of Satan, sent to do his work
Now they will be burned to cinders

They were Ladies of the Forrest
At peace with wildlife and nature
Now the wood is stacked around them
The whores of an unholy creature

Once upon a time they danced
They danced and sang naked under the old oak tree
And whispered words of an unholy love
Now they chant together ‘You, me, and the Devil makes Three’

The priest steps up to them and circles them
He asks his god to forgive their sinning
Shouting over the chanting he throws holy water onto them
Miss Filth spits on him, chanting and laughing

Their souls cannot be saved, the fire is brought forward
A small child lights the stakes that face each other
Another punishment, the women have to watch each other die
They continue chanting unholy love as the flames climb higher

‘No matter what you do to us
Burn us but we shall never die!’
They screamed as their skin cracked
Never stopping their pain filled cries

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Miss Corpse

"What is it to 'yearn', Sunken Corpse? "
Asked the teacher, thinking for sure
That Miss Corpse didn't know
Thinking she couldn't answer

Miss Corpse gazed with sad eyes
Over the outside fire
Feeling the flames freeze her
Watching as the flames climbed higher

"To yearn, Sir, is to want something
To want it so bad it claims ownership of the mind"
She looked away from the flames
And looked into eyes unkind

He stepped behind her, breathing down her neck
"Care to give us a demonstration?"
He sneered, placing a hand on her hip
She knew he yearned to push her to humiliation

"Of course, Sir, anything you wish, Sir"
She said, voice hollow as she turned
Releasing her hip from his grip
"How about if I burned, Sir?"

She gazed out to the fire once more
And leaped over the bodies to snatch the flame
Before she jumped out the window
She pointed the finger of blame

"Do you know what I yearn for, Sir?"
She asked the blacked eyed monster
"I yearn not to live in this world, I yearn to die"
Then she jumped up as the flames caught her

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Killing Savior

She waits at the alter
Arms chained to pillars
Naked, blood stained and bare
Waiting for her killing saviors

One by one they have their fun
Whipped and chained her
Angry welts never heal
They beat and rape her

They are masters with torture
They say she deserves it
She was a stupid little whore
They say she deserves to be hit

Witch, witch, little stupid bitch
They chant and dance around her
Laughing at her pain and shame
While her blood runs to the floor

She has lost the will to scream
It only makes them more excited
But because she couldn't scream
The hands around her neck tightened

She prayed he would be her killing savior
But the hands never killed her
No matter how she refused to scream
Until she died, all her blood on the floor

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Twisted Figure

Her body burns
As we inhale her death mist
Our lungs turn to ash
And we know we aren't missed

She dances to the death bells
And sings poison in the streets
Forever reminding people of those lost
She laughs at the pain she meets

She has a morbid beauty
The pale of her face in indefinable
Her hollowed cheekbones stained red
Her strangled cackle indescribeable

She smiles, empty sockets wide
The bullet hole in her head
She done it herself when she realised
He loved another instead

So now she will bleed forever
Tip toeing around the fires of hell
Forever dancing the corpses
And crooning to the death bells

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Forever Never

I see the cracks in her smile
Like a newly formed wound
That taste of falsery on her lips
And I sense that they are doomed

Skeletal hands seek blindly in the darkness
She reaches out on the strands of hope
But can never catch the ghosts of what is lost
It is a piece of thin thread pretending to a strong rope

Ships set sail into the ocean
And all friends fall in love
The fire erupts with a small, pitiful bang
And the white becomes a blackened, dead dove

A saddened circle illuminates the death
Wings fall detached from the skies
Feathers don't fly on mere beauty of color
The light is harsh on sunken goodbyes

She will grasp on forever
Ashen hands polluting the river
Forever seeking the lips of that sunken corpse
She never says never because they are forever

But the deathbeds wait for no one
And soon they claim her forever
She dies searching all her life
But she smiles because they are forever

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Blank Face, Empty Space

Imagine me with out you
Hard to imagine I know
I will be lost and so confused
And I will be incredibly low

When we leave there will be no you
Only another empty space
I will try to remember you
But you will be a blank face

I will remember your faded image
And keep you in my memory
But you will fade and distort
And disappear without the key

I could say I will whisper to you each night
But you will never hear me
Opposite worlds of black and white
Impossible for us to see

We say what we will just now
I will nod and agree
But iI know this much is true
I will be lost with out you

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Deathbeds

Acid eroding our skin
Time just passes by
We are gonna live forever
Lies, lies, lies

Tick tick tick
It's time to say goodbye
Will you hold my hand love?
Watch me as I die?

Promise to love me
Say you won't forget
Once I am gone move on
Betray with no regret

Cry cry cry
Say you'll do anything
I know when I leave
You will do nothing

Everything and everyone
We all meet the same end
Sit there and exist
Keep playing pretend

When your gone
There will be nothing
Just another place
That needs filling

Gone, gone, gone
Just another dead face
Where you existed
Just empty space

Now we are dead
We lie six feet under
Are we at rest?
You'll never even wonder

Dead and decaying
Maggots eat us
They crawl in our flesh
Only they remember us

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I Won't Be The Girl...

I won't be the emo girl with a fringe that covers her eyes
I won't be the pretty girl with a bow in her hair
I won't be the girl, skirt pulled so high
She might as well go bare

I won't be the girly girl in pink
I won't be the girl that pulls her hair back far to tight
I won't be the girl with a face so pale,
It reflects the moonlight

I won't be that slut that nobody loved
I won't be the suicidal bitch that wants to die
I won't be the punk girl with rainbow hair so well gelled,
That someone could lose an eye

I won't be the girl so drunk she wakes up in an awful state
I won't become an invisible girl just so you won't see her
I won't be the girl that everyone loves to hate
Just for being her

I'll be my own person
You will soon realize
Your are the one,
Everyone hated and despised

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The Devil's Whore

Hidden in the shadows
Then covered in moonlight
The darkness she follows
And haunts me at night

Blood red lips fade to black
White is her complexion
The Devil' Whore is back
And she is a picture of perfection

Her fangs can bite
A deadly kiss
Her long nails grab your neck tight
She chooses the ones no one will miss

You should be honored
That your blood becomes her wine
But in that alley you were a coward
Kept telling yourself 'I'll be fine'

The ones she likes get turned
She'll open her veins for you to drink
And you skin burned
As in her teeth sink

She killed you because she is lonely
It was an attempt to melt her core
But she is the one and only
The Devil's Whore

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That's all for now...

Hoshika xXx

A Problem Shared

2008-08-02T17:09:54Z

xXx A Problem Shared xXx

Starring: the GazettE and Miyavi.
Featuring: Kai who just wants a nice dinner with his mates... yeah, right!
Kai's POV. Oneshot. Drabble.

xXx A Problem Shared xXx

Jeez,… my small apartment is pretty crowded tonight. I am making dinner for the rest of my band plus Miyavi-Chan.

Right now Miyavi is running late. Uruha has found my Sake stash and is now attempting to uncork it by gnawing at the cork. Reita and Ruki have taken over the sofa and looking like they are attempting to make babies fully clothed with Ruki on Reita’s lap facing him. And Aoi is sitting on his own, shooting daggers at Uruha every few minutes clearly feeling rejected in place of the bottle.

Luckily my dinner making is going well, nothing is burnt or boiling over.

Aoi comes over to talk to me - obviously bored of glaring at Uruha.

“What’s up, Aoi?”, I ask, even though I am pretty sure I already know.

“HE”, Aoi jerks his thumb at Uruha, “Cares more about that bloody bottle than me! I swear he can’t even get hard without a drink!”

The room goes silent at that.

It’s almost comical to watch as Reita and Ruki pull apart to stare at Uruha, whose eyes are wide and looking straight at Aoi, the bottle cork still at his mouth, which he slowly pulls away.

“Bit loud there, mate”, I whisper to Aoi who is bright red and looking apologetically to Uruha - who looks like he might cry.

Reita clears his throat. “Sooo… Kai… what’s for pudding?”, he asks, obviously trying to go away from mental pictures of Uruha naked.

The door opens alerting us to Miyavi’s presence.

“Spotted Dick”, I say in reply to Reita’s question.

Miyavi freezes in the doorway. “KAI! You promised not to tell them!”

Now everyone looks at Miyavi.

“I was telling them what was for pudding”, I say through gritted teeth.

“Oh… shit”, is all Miyavi can say before collapsing on to a chair, hiding his bright red face in his hands.

“I am away to…cook”, I say, removing myself from the awkward silence.

Ten minutes later and it’s ready.

Going back through I find Reita and Ruki back at it, Uruha halfway through the bottle having successfully uncorked it, Miyavi still sitting as he was and Aoi staring at the wall opposite him.

“Guys… dinner’s ready”

Aoi and Miyavi get up looking at no one and dutifully sit-down. Uruha follows them bottle in hand.

Ruki and Reita are still at it…

“OI! You two, I said dinners ready!”, I say loudly to them.

Breaking apart Ruki looks down at Reita’s crotch - hidden from our view - and then back up to Reita’s face… which has a distinct rosy glow around the edges of his noseband.

“Guys… something up?”, I ask looking at them.

Uruha giggles. “I think that’s exactly the problem!”

From Ruki and Reita’s expressions, I see Uruha is right…

“Oh…no”

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OMG I am so amused!

Hopefully you guys are too!

Heh heh… A Problem Shared… is an embarrassment to us all!

Hehe, this came into my head during an msn convo I was having with Sayzi a couple of nights ago and then again tonight (well, it’ll be last night by the time I wake up tomorrow)

Let me know what yas think!

Hoshika xXx

Watashitachi No Ai Hausodearu

2008-08-02T15:06:05Z

Watashitachi No Ai Hausodearu

Uruha is always out drinking 'til the early morning... Kai realizes he's out for more than just Sake.
Kai POV. Oneshot.
Songfic to Your Love Is Just A Lie - Simple Plan.
Kai x Uru - Uru x Aoi
Suggested sex (yaoi), swearing, drinking

Watashitachi No Ai Hausodearu

Uruha’s always out late nowadays - and he always comes back causing a racket by falling or locking himself out or something. I go out occasionally but the busy bars and clubs that are so loud I can’t hear myself think. I like peace and serenity. Glancing at my phone I see it’s just past two - he’s normally back by two so he shouldn’t be much longer. I curl up at the end of the sofa, clinging to a pillow to keep me company. Not much longer now.

I fall asleep by the telephone

It's 2 O'clock and I'm waiting up alone

“Kai? Oi, Kai, open the door will you?”, it seems I fell asleep waiting for him. It’s 4.36AM.

I get up -feeling dizzy from standing up to fast- then go to unlock the door to a tanked-up Uru who’s normally sweet smell of perfume is masked by stale smoke and drink.

“Where were you?! Do you know what time it is? I fell asleep waiting for you!”, I am angry at him, very angry. He could have been pasted out in a gutter somewhere and I wouldn’t have known.

“Chill out, Mother. I just got carried away, that’s all”, his voice is slurred and his eyes half-way to bloodshot. And this is how he acts?

“No, Uru, I won’t ‘chill’!”, I say through clenched teeth. His mobile goes. He takes it out but I snatch it out of his hand.

Tell me where have you been?

I found a note with another name

‘Had a great time, must do it again sometime, you were fantastic! Aoi x’

“You were out with Aoi?”, I ask confused because he would probably have told me that…

“Yeah… he just happened to be at the same club as me - his date didn’t show so we just hung out. Stop making such a big deal”, he leans in and kisses me roughly. I want to push him away because he’s still drunk and I am still mad but… I can’t. With a mental sigh I surrender to his touch.

xXx The Next Night xXx

He’s just about to head out again. I want to stop him, make him stay in the night… but he wouldn’t listen to me if I tried.

He opens the door to exit our apartment.

“Kouyou…”

He stops halfway out the door and sends me a questioning look.

“I…”, it’s no use… “I love you”, I mutter but I know he can hear me. Tears burn my eyes and a lump slowly forms in my throat. But he won’t notice.

“Love you, too”, is his blatant reply and he blows me a quick kiss and winks before closing the door in his wake.

Tears slowly crawl down my face as I side down on the sofa, clutching my pillow to my chest just like last night. At one time Uruha and I were inseparable, unable to keep our hands off each other. Now? Now it’s like he’s never here at all.

You blow a kiss, but it just don't feel the same

Cause I can feel that you're gone

xXx Next Day At Band Practice xXx

Last night gave me hardly any sleep as I waited up for Uruha -who didn’t come home until around half two- and then he wanted to have sex. I couldn’t really say no to him, so I just lay there and let him do what he wanted. That’s all we really have now. It’s just sex.

I can't bite my tongue forever

While you try to play it cool

I want to sleep but band practice must come first, which is hard with Reita and Ruki constantly flirting and hardly ever coming up for breath as their lips are almost permanently sealed together. And then there is Aoi and Uruha… a person would have to be blind to notice how much closer they are and forever glancing at each other when they think no one is looking. Well they are wrong. I am watching and I know something has changed.

During our break Ruki and Reita take over a sofa so Uru and I have the other one - which Aoi quickly joins us on sitting on Uruha’s side. The silence is deadly which a person could cut with the daggers I am shooting Reita and Ruki - I am sure they don’t need all those whimpers and moans.

“So, Aoi, Uruha was telling me your date didn’t show on Saturday?”, I ask. My voice is calm to cover my heart slowly rupturing in my chest.

“What? Oh yeah… yeah bad call I guess… but it’s fine, Uruha kept me company”, his cover up is shit, I saw the confusion cross his face when I asked him. It’s all falling into place, it’s a place I don’t want to visit but I know it’s just over the wall in my mind.

You can hide behind your stories

But don't take me for a fool

It’s starting to get fairly late but band practice is finally over and Reita and Ruki have already left, leaving Uruha, Aoi and myself behind to pack up.

“Hey, Kai? Am going for a drink with Aoi ok?”, Uruha asks although I know he would still go even if I objected.

“Yeah, try not to be too late home, ok?”, I keep my happy sunshine smile up to distort the hurt I feel.

“Sure, see you later”, he walks out with Aoi, not even a kiss goodbye. It’s obvious what is going on, his sweet voice is obscured with fabricated half-truths.

You look so innocent

But the guilt in your voice gives you away

Yeah you know what I mean

I know where he is really going, I saw it in his eyes. But I have to find out for myself. I finish closing up and lock the door with a click before heading towards the truth.

I walk the familer road to Aoi’s hoping I will find the truth. I almost don’t want to know but I have already started to crash in the space of two days, god only knows what I’ll be like if I carry on.

I reach the driveway opposite Aoi’s bungalow and look in the window. The lights are on but I don’t see anyone. I hide behind one of the large trees -which are placed on the walk way every so often - and wait for someone to reveal themselves.

I don’t have to wait long before Aoi’s bedroom light is flicked on and Aoi appears in the room - with his lips firmly on my Uru. They break apart and Aoi comes to the window to close the drapes - not seeing me from my hiding place - Uruha comes up behind him, placing a kiss to his neck.

Looking around through hazed eyes I see a large stone sitting in someone’s garden. Without thinking I walk over, pick it up and then proceed to hurl it at Aoi’s window, in evitably causing a large crack in it - but not smashing it fully. Then I set off at a run, tears streaming and heart disintegrating in my ribs.

How does it feel when you kiss when you know that I trust you?

And do you think about me when he fucks you?

Could you be more obscene?

I don’t know how long I sit in the dark at the apartment - I can’t really call it home anymore, home was the place I shared with Uruha when we got together, now it’s just a place where we live and have meaningless sex in.

There is aloud bang at my door, “Kai? Kai let me in!”, it’s Uruha. I stay seated and silent.

“Kai? It’s cold out here, let me in, baby”, he pleads. He obviously doesn’t know it was me that broke the window.

“Did you have fun with Aoi?”, I ask, sweet venom dripping off my tongue like acid.

“Yeah… sure. Something up? Why won’t up let me in?”, he obviously doesn’t get the hint.

“I don’t think you heard me right, did you have FUN WITH AOI?!”, I shout the last bit and he is silent for sometime.

“Kai, I-”

“SHUT UP, KOUYOU! I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR YOUR PATHETIC EXCUSES!”, I scream through the wood, “GO BACK TO YOUR WHORE!”

“I am sorry, Kai. Kai? Please…”, I hear a dull thud on the wood, like his head just hit the door. It takes all of my energy not to open the door and either slap him or beg him not to leave.

“Just… fuck off, Kouyou”, I sigh, the tears breaching the walls I only just put up.

I hear a sigh but he must realize his efforts are in vain because faiding footsteps tell me he is leaving.

I curl up, crying once more as hug the pillow that is close to stretching out of shape as I realize one thing. He never loved me.

But I know,

I know

Your love is just a lie

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Okay, good, bad? It’s my first posted song fic…

Sorry to all those Kai lovers…

To explain the title… it translates as Our Love Is A Lie and is written like 私達の愛はうそである

Please leave your opinion

Hoshika xXx

Deceptive Looks To Kill

2008-08-02T12:49:27Z

Deceptive Looks To Kill

"His eyes are so pretty. I want to rip them out and wear them as jewelry."
Kei POV. Oneshot KeixSho.
Kei finally turned Sho. What happens next?
Featuring a dominitive Kei and a broken Sho.
Rated M for dark themes, dub-con and Yaoi smut. R&R please xXx

Deceptive Looks To Kill

I killed him tonight. I am not sure why. I think I was lonely. I couldn‘t take the hunger. He’s sitting staring at me now. His hand covers his blood-caked neck. An attempt to stop blood that stopped flowing a few hours ago. He hasn’t talked since he screamed for me to stop. I couldn’t stop. Hunger and desire for him overpowered me and I drained him almost empty. I only stopped when I felt his heart slowing almost to a complete standstill. He drank deeply from my wrist though, as if it would somehow save him. It did in a way. Only now he has to walk with me in darkness.

A single word leaves his lips.

“Why?” It is a dry, hollow sound, like a log that crashes to the ground after a fire has consumed it’s life. He looks up at me, his eyes swollen and red. I both love and hate to see him in pain.

My mind races through all the million replies I have then settles on the simplest; “Because I could, because I love you.”

He looks up at me. His eyes are so pretty. I want to rip them out and wear them as jewelry. I think he knows what I am thinking because he closes his eyes. A tear slips out of his left eye. God, he is so beautiful. Slowly, he pulls his hand away from his neck, eyes still closed. I look at the dried blood, it’s such a waste. I so want to rip his throat out just to taste him again.

But I don’t.

Instead I walk out of the room, down the hall to the kitchen and run a bowl of warm water then I grab a clean cloth. Knelling down next to him I dip the cloth in the water, rinse it out to leave it damp but not dripping the gently start to wash away the copper impurities. The cut has healed but that is to be expected now that he is a moon child.

After I rinse the cloth out a few times in the bowl, the water is a reddish pink. I never did like blood diluted with water, it reminds me of killing in the rain. I prefer to feed in the dark.

Why hasn’t he tried to kill me yet? He always said he would if I did this to him. I think I broke him. It doesn’t matter. Unlike most children, I like it when a new toy breaks, it means I can have a better look inside.

His top is stained as well. I don’t know how to much escaped my mouth when it seemed like the river ran down my throat forever. How far can I push him? I decide to test it.

I take his hand and pull him to his feet. He doesn’t resist. Then I start to lead him to his bedroom, he has the double bed, I don’t. Sitting him down I straddle his slightly skinny but muscled thighs. Slowly my hands creep up his pretty, well defined chest pulling his top up with me. His eyes are blank as he lifts his arms for the removal of said top.

I like how much control I have over him. If I wanted to, I could probably shatter his ribcage and pull out his heart in one move. It’s temping. But no, not yet at least. I have waited to long for this.

My hands reach up to pull of my own top while he just stays blank. This is not exactly how I imagined things would go, he should really be squirming under me as I ride him but, I suppose, this will have to do as I doubt he will even get hard. Not that I care, I’ll fuck him anyway.

This isn’t really about him at all.

I kiss his neck as my hands trail to his crotch, god I really want to sink my teeth back into him. I start to undo his zipper, then I feel his hands on mine, is he really trying to stop me? His hands try to pull me off of him. Yeah, like that’s going to happen.

I pull his wrists into my hands and pin him to the bed, it’s funny when he tries to struggle by thrashing his legs. His knee narrowly misses my cock. Now it’s not so funny. I bring my head down to collide with his skull to knock him out cold.

Once he is out I climb off him, pulling his tight leather pants off as I move. I don’t think he will be out long maybe ten minutes at most so I’ll have to move quickly. Rooting through my drawers I find the ropes we use to tie up the bad guys when we need to torture them for information.

Going back over to him I consider a blindfold. No. I want to see his eyes when he awakes to see what I have done to him. I slide back onto him then lift his hands above his hands, tying them securely to the bedpost. No matter how much he will struggle, he won’t get out of the knot I place him in.

I do the same to his legs, tying them either end of the bed. Then I move back to the drawers pulling out a silver ring and a small bottle of lube. After ridding myself of my pants I go atop him once more. I look at the silver ring, it should be a perfect fit. After coating it in lube I slide it over his limp cock. It looks so beautiful on him.

He should start to wake any minute now… I might as well get a head start on him.

Slowly I start to rub his cock, playing with the foreskin a little and cupping his balls. As I fondle him I feel mentioned cock twitch in my hand, I guess in some distant part of his mind his brain registers my administrations and he is starting to waken.

I am proved correct when I hear a low groan coming from deep in his throat. I move my hand faster as he gets semi-hard. I know he is almost fully awake as I watch his face and his eyelids start to flutter. His eyes then snap open as he realizes he cannot move his arms or legs.

“Kei, wha-”, he starts but I cut him off.

“Shhhh”, I whisper continuing my long hard strokes. Once he is hard he will have to stay that way until I release him.

“Kei, stop it!”, he shouts at me. It hurts that he doesn’t want this. I don’t really care about what he wants anymore. He owes me.

“Shut the fuck up, Sho, before I cut that pretty little tongue out of your mouth”, there is venom in my voice, I know that. I don’t care.

He’s fully up now. His mind might not want this but his body does.

I consider being the one doing the fucking but that wouldn’t be as much fun, not when I can ride him.

After dipping my fingers in the lube I reach behind my self and slide two fingers in, not even bothering to start with one. It’s not like I haven’t done this before. A lot. Street whores and hustlers are very good when you were a vampire, I can’t catch STDs or STIs.

Sho watches me. I think he is glad he is at least the seme… of course I am the one in charge, I could twist his head right off and drink from his skull like a glass of wine if I wanted to.

I finish stretching myself then look Sho in the eyes. He still looks empty… I love it. I slide forward and down on to his prick, moaning as he fills me. I hear him let out a gasp as well. I start to move slowly, shifting a bit to find the button that sends electric pleasure up my spine and through my balls.

I go faster, impaling myself over and over again on him, digging my nails into the skin on his chest. I wonder what he would look like without skin. I hear him moan even though he is trying to be quiet, he enjoys what I am doing to him.

His skin breaks beneath my nails and eight small, bloody puddles form when I move my hands to his shoulders. I hear him wince in pain.

I quicken my pace again as I feel myself getting near to the edge. I know he wants to come as well. But he can’t, not until I say so. It’s amusing.

I come with a half formed, low growl in my throat which is quickly quenched as I dip my head low to lick at the bloody, half moons I just created. Sho breaks my happy moment.

“Kei, please”, he begs. I know what he wants, question is; Should I release him? Or wait until his cock falls off from lack of blood.

“Did I say you could talk? Did I, Sho?!”, I reply, gripping his balls in a vice fist. He’s a good boy though, all I hear is a whimper then he shuts up. I release my grip, slowly trailing my nails along that vein throbbing on the underside of his pretty little cock…well…maybe not so little. He hisses but stays silent otherwise. He is a good little pup, always has been since that day he found me. I wanted to burn that day. But I wasn’t allowed. Some little kid had to come along and ruin my death day by putting me in shade. After a while I didn’t mind so much. In return for helping them steal money, I was allowed to drink from the ‘Bad Guys’ . I wonder though, when did I turn to hate this boy as much as I love him? It’s unimportant. Now I have him where I want him; under me and at my mercy.

Slowly I make my fingers crawl back down his cock to just above the ring, then press the release button at the back of ring, with a small click he is released once more.

I hear him sigh with relief. Maybe it is time to let him come? Lowering my head I take him deep into my throat. People always enjoy it when I give head because I don’t need to breathe every two damn seconds. As I bob my head I scratch his skin with my teeth on the way up, I consider drawing blood as well as spunk but I think I will wait to do that later. It doesn’t really last to long before I feel him coming in my throat, it doesn’t taste as good as blood but it still isn’t to bad.

He lays there for a few seconds trying to regain his breath, it’s funny because he doesn’t actually need to breathe at all. It’s a shame he won’t have time to get used to his breathless un-death.

I crawl back up that wonderful body, feeling every inch of him as I go for the last time. As I reach his lips I force a kiss upon him, biting down hard enough to draw a little red peril. Again his wince of pain amuses me and I move to his neck, same side as where I bit him before and sink my teeth into those pretty white scars. He tries to move his head away from the pain I know he is in. I clamp my hands on the opposite side of his head to keep him frozen to my lips as I drink from him. He tastes so good.

I remember once he asked me why I drank blood. I told him it was because blood is life, you need it to live, breathe, keep you warm. Without it you would be a pile of long forgotten, nameless ash. Blood makes your heart go thump when you get scared or you see some one hot. Then I added that blood is what makes you get a hard on. His innocent blush was cute.

Now it’s an angry and fearful pink that covers his face. I can see it out the corner of my eye.

“Kei, Kei, funs over let me go!”, he muttered, obviously not wanting to move much due to the pain. How fucking dare he try to tell me what to do! I tear my mouth away, his blood running down my throat and chin.

“Shut…the fuck…up! Do you really want me to fucking kill you? Do you?!”, I shout at him, digging my nails into the side of his face.

“Kei, I mean it, let me go!”, he’s getting angry now, he thinks he can order me about! Yeah fucking right! Wait… ok, let’s play his game…

I climb off him with out a word and fetch my knife that I carry around with me out of my pants pocket. Then I walk to the foot of the bed and cut the bonds that keep his legs in place, after that I cut his arms free and watch as he rubs the slight rope burns on his wrists.

Pulling my pants back on I watch him out of the corner of my eye then leave the room to the sitting room. I hear footsteps shortly afterwards and keep my eyes on the ground as his feet come into view. He stops about two feet in front of me. The silence is deafening. I see his feet move as he lunges forward, toppling me and the chair backwards as he grabs for my throat. He’s still weak so it doesn’t exactly take a lot for me to have him pinned to the wall.

A sharp pain in my side. Did he actually just try to stab me? Looking down I see a three inch handle sticking out my side… yup he did.

“That wasn’t very nice, Sho”, I whisper darkly, pulling it out with my left hand as the other keeps him pinned. I wonder if it is sunny outside. Let’s find out. Gathering all my strength I grab both his shoulders and throw him through the glass out into the street.

Quickly I retreat backwards into the shadows but not to far away that I can’t still see him catch fire. He screams as the fire quickly spreads, coating his body in a red haze. It’s a harsh red, not at all like blood. Across the street I see people pointing at him as he turns to ash before their eyes, then pointing up at my broken window. Time to go I guess. Running into the bedroom I grab the thick blanket and toss it over my shoulders, making sure my head and all of my body is covered save for a tiny little space so I can see.

I jump out of the broken window, into the streets below, then run as fast as I can into a rundown, darkened alleyway. It’s like where I first met Sho and when Luka told me his plan to die, where I have killed so many people to feed my hunger and satisfy my sexual desires.

Oh look, there is a pretty little whore at the corner sleeping. Well, might as well go say ‘Hello’ instead of sitting round here waiting for nightfall.

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Well... That was my second time writting a smut scene... how did I do?
Sorry to all that love Sho but I gave my mate letters to pick and well...yeah she picked the 'wrong' ones lol
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