Thread: [ king of yaoi + aeichii ] Ouch.

Please...hurt me more.. make me bleed. Twisted, both Bakuya and Aiko were in their own little way. Both relying on each other for different reasons. No matter the case for either- each individually weren't exactly...all right in the head. While Aiko was pretty okay in the head for the most part, the twisted cravings he had wouldn't be considered normal. And Bakuya, well- this was rather obvious. Sane or not, the heated tension in the air was unmistakable. Oh, this was far better than being lonesome having some-one's body heat beneath your fingers- warm or cold. Either is good enough- to wake you up, to make you feel alive. Aiko's appetite for another inflicting pain or some sort of touch didn't ever seem to falter, and with Bakuya fulfilling these peculiar wishes the boy felt at his high and completely satisified. Purring lowly in a appeased tone, very fragile and light, as he felt the tongue flicker over the wound where the intrusions had been made. Fingers scarcely lingering on the man's shoulders letting them fall down- gently petting over the other's arms - a finger tip pressing into the other a bit. Testing the skin as he dragged his fingernail lightly across the flesh and along the path down his arm. Allowing for his hands to retrace their steps and soon lock around the male's neck. Fingers lacing through silk white strands. In taking a breath sharply as the other's tongue coaxed the puncture wounds- lapping and licking over the bloody skin- spreading it further and making his white skin tainted in variations of rogue. The other soothing the harsh yet enjoyable stinging sensations that had been inflicted on his neck. The pink-haired male couldn't help but question how he had been so fortunate to come across Bakuya gasping in velvet pitches and of the moaning nature. Keeping eye contact with the other male through half-lidded eyes he studied his actions and movements carefully. Devilish smile hinted in his eyes as he rubbed the other's shoulders subtly in sensual play. Not hard, not too soft but just enough to be felt. Trying to focus on this as the other male's tongue wandered up his neck and began to taste his tears. Beginning to pant softly now closing his eyes briefly as the length of Bakuya's tongue swept in and around. Aiko's fingers grasping onto the other male for a moment as he felt a wave of delight. When the fervent kiss came into play he welcomed it gratefully- and replied with equal flame. Allowing for his tongue to rub across the other's and provocatively across the other male's bottom lip- tempting him with a minor bite. Though, allowing the other to have complete control over domination he enjoyed to have a little fun here and there as well. Watching the other with interest finding the other's eyes to be smoldering and enticing. Completely allured by the man whom nibbled and chewed on his lower lip. Feeling some of his own blood in his mouth, bitter yet sweet- the pink haired boy wasn't ashamed to admit he adored the sight of blood and that it didn't sicken him at all but excited him. It was wrong, and immoral, he knew this all to well but couldn't help but wonder how Bakuya's blood tasted like at times such as this. Regaining his breath mutely watching the other with parted lips moaning softly at the intense kiss. He very rarely enjoyed when people kissed him, but for Bakya the boy felt the need to make a exception to that. And as the other parted, he couldn't help but feel the need to feel them again. 'Aiko'. The boy almost shivered, this tone he used it was so innocent, so kind and sweet. The melody of his voice was well played, and at times he almost fell deceived though with the evidence of cold blood still trickling down his neck it pushed the thoughts of Bakya being labeled as such away. No matter how many times he heard the other say his name, it felt better and greater every time. Aiko felt his words as powerful as his actions at time. Watching as the charming smile fell in place, he couldn't help but allow a smile of his own also a tad sugary but with obvious mischievous undertones. Mm..bakuya. he responded simply though the emotion in his words great. Leaning forward a bit pressing himself against the other as well- spreading his legs somewhat while doing so. He lightly rubbed himself against the other teasingly smile fading but still resting on the boy's lips.