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driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
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Careful, [the voice warns,] you could lose a finger like that.
[If Yosuke turns to look, he'll find it's not Souji standing there in the shop anymore - not exactly. His features are mostly the same, but there are small horns on his head, a pair of dusty red wings at his back, and a wicked smile on his face. He wears an old-style military coat and carries a long, this sword at his side. In his right hand, he holds an identical knife to the one Yosuke selected from the wall.]
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Yeah, that looks like Yu. Like Souji. Whatever. But it's not. And if he has to, he'll just keep telling himself that, like a mantra in his mind.
His eyes quickly flick over Souji - horns. wings. coat. sword. that other knife. - before he meets his gaze again. ]
Hey, you don't have to worry about that, man. I think I know what I'm doing. [ Beat. ] So who are you supposed to be?
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Kingpin, [he says, with a small flourish of his hand, knife still held loosely in his fingers, and a slight bow.] At your service.
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Is this even a fight waiting to happen? He doesn't know, but he doesn't like where this is headed, regardless. ]
Kingpin, huh? [ He smirks a little - defense mechanism, mostly ] That's a hell of a name. Did you pick it out yourself?
cw self injury + blood
[Silently, from behind the demon, a thin, black-clad blond figure appears. He moves with an inhuman gracefulness, gazes at Yosuke with a hunger burning in the blue of his eyes, unashamed of the scar that covers the left half of his face. Then he turns his full attention to the demon, reaching forward to fumble at undoing the buttons of his coat.]
This one, [the demon says, turning to the blond while still speaking to Yosuke,] doesn't even have enough power to remember his name.
[He tucks a bit of hair behind the other man's ear, sliding his hand to hold the side of his jaw. Gestures of fondness, if not for the almost-invisible undercurrent of malice, the sharpness of the demon's stare, like a predator sizing up its prey.]
Those without power want, and want. They're always hungry.
[After a quick glance to make sure Yosuke is still watching, still paying close attention, he leans in toward the blond and plants a kiss on the side of his mouth, then murmurs to him:] Tell me - what do you hunger for the most?
[The blond grasps tightly at the demon's jacket, mesmerized by his presence, the closeness, the sound of his voice. He turns his head into the kiss and answers, his voice hoarse with hunger:] You.
[The demon grins, victorious and cruel. Then he pushes back the open collar of his jacket and brings the knife in his hand to his own throat, marking a neat incision from which black blood begins to flow. The blond descends on him in an instant, hands gripping the demon's shoulders to hold him in place, mouth pressed close on the gash on his neck.]
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Who...?
[ Doesn't matter who, he realizes only after he's asked. Whoever this guy is, he doesn't even seem all that alive, the way he practically clamors for the demon's attention, revels in affection that isn't actually there. And next, all he can do is watch as the demon holds the blond close, kisses him, cuts himself open, and...
A small moment of a different kind of panic. Is that... Plane blood? No. It can't be. It's similar - thick, black, and sinister even just to see. But there's no glimmer. No shine. Whatever it is, it's still not good news, but at least he knows... this isn't a trick of The Machine. This has nothing to do with that. And that? Is still not Yu, and he's pretty damn sure it's not actually Souji, either.
Still, seeing that thing with his partner's face doing all of this is so many different kinds of unsettling, he can't even keep a up with his own reeling mind. His grip on the knife tightens, reflexively, and grits his teeth. ]
What the hell are you doing to him?!
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Isn't he beautiful? An exquisite creature of pain and disorder.
[His hand comes up to the back of the blond's head, fingers weaving into his hair. He closes his eyes, a blissfully wicked smile on his lips as he continues to speak to Yosuke.]
Peregrines survive on blood and ichor. They'll do anything for it, and M here - he's done more than most. This is his payment.
[The blond pulls back from the wound on the demon's neck and fixes his gaze on his mouth, both of them breathing hard in concert and intoxicated on their mutual lust, for blood, for touch, for power. The demon opens his eyes again, the cold grey of polished steel, and rights his head to stare down at the - not quite man - in front of him.]
I give him what he wants, and he gives me what I want.
[The demon reaches out and pushes back the hair at the unscarred side of the blond's face, pinning it back with his fingers as he cradles his skull. Then he grins, cruelly, as he reaches up to the black blood still oozing out of the cut on his neck, gathers some on the pad of his thumb, and swipes it across the blond's lips, marking him as owned. The blond holds the ichor on his lips, inhumanly still for a long moment, then speaks:]
I want to go with you.
[The demon grins again - wider, sharper - and leans in to crush a kiss on the blond's black-blood-stained mouth. He answers when the kiss breaks, his own mouth stained black:]
I think that can be arranged.
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The demon marks the other, and Yosuke can't watch anymore. He looks away, sharply, scrubs at his eyes with his free hand as if that's gonna help somehow - but it's more of a mere twitch than anything. How... How could anyone actually want something like that? The demon continues speaking, and a low growl builds in his throat, until he finally looks up again and lashes out. ]
He gives you what you want too, huh? And what might that be, exactly?
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Haven't you been paying attention? Power. That's what he gives me - power and control.
[He brings his gaze back to the blond, who has pulled back enough to look up at the demon with desire bubbling up in the blue of his eyes.]
I'm hungry.
[His fingers curl tight around the demon's hips; it's not blood he hungers for now. The demon allows his head to drop lazily to the side, grinning as he reaches up to brush his thumb across his lips, then push the tip of his thumb into the parting of his mouth.]
What will it take to satisfy you?