Fic: Penetration (HS/KK) (R) (1/1)
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dcmk_yaoiTitle: Penetration
Author: Saitaina
Theme(s): #14: Lust
Characters: Saguru Hakuba, Kaitou Kid
Rating: R
Warnings: Character Death, blood/gore, m/m sexual content
Summary: A gem can be not only a jewel, but, but something prized beyond all else. It can even be human.
Notes: This is again part of "Finis", one of thirty (30) fics exploring death through Saguru's eyes. (it is also un-beta'd)
Penetration
“Save a thief from the gallows and he will cut your throat.”
-French Proverb
He leaned over, smiling as the Adam's apple beneath him quivered, the blond below him swallowing thickly. Tracing his tounge over that long, pale column of neck offered to him, he bit down on the curve of Saguru's collar bone, causing the blond beneath him to groan, arching slightly.
Satisfied with the reaction he received, he sat up and leaned over to the small table next to him. He started humming as he examined the toys on display, before selecting one, licking the tip. The cold, bitter taste of the metal excited his taste buds and he shifted back over his companion, still straddling the bare waist as he studied his canvas.
He drew the tip of the knife lightly down the center of Saguru's chest, watching as the skin bended but refused to yield. He licked his lips as he turned the blade from it's path, circling lightly across Saguru's upper abdomen, before putting more pressure on the blade, watching the thin crimson lines starting to form behind it.
Saguru groaned, arching into the blade, forcing the tip deeper with his actions. The blond's mouth opened, tounge darting out to wet his lips as he stared up at the man straddling him, a small, soft pant escaping his lips.
The man smiled and leaned down, kissing Saguru, capturing that open mouth eagerly, tounge thrusting inside even as the knife slid deeper again, drawing more blood.
As they paused for air, the man sat back, lifting the blade, licking it again, gathering the bitter red drops on his tounge. He moved the knife to the side before he leaned down, kissing the blond again, this kiss fierce, demanding as the taste of Saguru's blood was shared between them. The man on top groaned, pushing his hips down against the enticing creature beneath him, one hand fisting on a shoulder, almost clawing at it as their tounge caressed one another, drowning.
Panting, the man pulled back again, causing Saguru to whimper and look up at him, pleadingly. The man smiled softly, brushing his hand through the blond bangs falling forward. He turned his attention to the red stained chest, humming again as he selected a pale patch, drawing the tip of the knife around Saguru's nipple, smiling as the body beneath his shuddered. Red lips wrapped around the nub, drawing it into his mouth, sucking softly as the tounge lapped at the blood and skin.
When the wound stopped flowing, he moved back, drawing the knife up again, slicing a long line down from the circle, scooting back as he drew the line down across Saguru's stomach, watching the muscles under the skin quiver and tighten.
Saguru was gasping, hands fisting the sheets, body taunt, pain and pleasure mixing into a heady drug. The man licked up the deep slice, before resting on Saguru's chest, studying the blond's face. He raised a blood stained hand, turning that face towards him, leaving a smear of red on Saguru's cheek. He stared into those beautiful eyes before smiling and licking the stain his hand had left on such a pure, virginal piece of skin.
He shifted off of the teen, laying next to him, studying the nude body on display, smiling as he absently drew the knife around the skin in aimless spirals, putting enough pressure on the handle to leave fain red lines.
Saguru twitched with each twist and turn of the knife, the cuts feeling soft, feathery. He made light gasping sounds, each time the knife dipped over his hips, trying to push up, to get more. The man laying next to him tisked at the action and lifted the knife each time, keeping from giving Saguru what he wanted. Saguru whimpered in response, as close to begging as he was ready to get. The man ignored him, sitting up and cleaning the blade with his tounge before placing it back on the table. His hand hovered in indecision before selecting another, this time a knife with a finer blade.
He laid back down, though propped his head up on his hand as he leaned over, searching for a new patch of skin. Low on Saguru's abdomen, just barely above his hips, the man started to work, drawing on the flesh as Saguru moaned and writhed with each fine cut.
Finished with his picture, the man looked back at Saguru and smiled, leaning up as he licked the tears flowing down the blond's cheek. Taking pity on the poor teen, he reached down, stroking him as he lapped at the deeper wounds, still welling with fresh blood.
The blond moaned deeply, thrusting into the hand around him, desperate and needy. It caused the man to chuckle, enjoying watching the cool and confident detective so broken. As he continued his pleasure, he leaned back across the blond, grabbing one of the scalpels that glinted in the low light. He slowed the movements of his hand as he rested his head against the blond's chest, listening for the frantic thumping of Saguru's heart.
Saguru whined in protest, trying to get the man back to the pace he had been enjoying before arching, gasping as the scalpel bit into his flesh. Though of pace and need were gone, and Saguru was simply a being, desperate with the surges of pleasure and pain flowing through his body. He let the man do as he please, simply enjoying it, riding the waves.
The man smiled fondly as Saguru gave in completely, and he rewarded the blond with a return to the previous pace, focusing more on the scalpel that was drawing across Saguru's chest, framing either side of the heart beating under muscle and flesh. A heart for a heart.
Saguru cried out as he came, body arching up, forcing the scalpel deep into his body. Panting harshly, he collapsed against the bed, eyes shut tightly, trying to relax when he just wanted to explode all over again. He weakly raised an arm, caressing his hand down the man's face, before threading it in thick, brunette strands and drawing the man in, kissing him softly, weakly.
Losing himself into the kiss he ignored the man shifting, the movement of the bed as the man moved half over Saguru, pressing more into the kiss. Saguru gasped, blood tainting their kiss as a knife slid deep into his chest.
The man pulled away, licking blood from his lips as he pressed the knife deeper, watching the golden light fade for Saguru's eyes. He smiled softly, brushing a hand over the detective's lips, wiping away the mess of blood before kissing those slack lips softly.
He then sat back on his heels, selecting a fresh scalpel and cutting into Saguru's side, removing a small, red gem from the wound. He carefully toweled it free of blood and tissue, before placing it in a plastic bag, securing it in his inner jacket pocket.
With a final kiss to the blond he slid off the bed, standing and grabbing the top hat resting on the dresser. “Good night, my sweet Pandora,” Kid whispered to the body in the bed, turning and heading for the door, moonlight illuminating his blood stained white suit.
Fin
Author: Saitaina
Theme(s): #14: Lust
Characters: Saguru Hakuba, Kaitou Kid
Rating: R
Warnings: Character Death, blood/gore, m/m sexual content
Summary: A gem can be not only a jewel, but, but something prized beyond all else. It can even be human.
Notes: This is again part of "Finis", one of thirty (30) fics exploring death through Saguru's eyes. (it is also un-beta'd)
Penetration
“Save a thief from the gallows and he will cut your throat.”
-French Proverb
He leaned over, smiling as the Adam's apple beneath him quivered, the blond below him swallowing thickly. Tracing his tounge over that long, pale column of neck offered to him, he bit down on the curve of Saguru's collar bone, causing the blond beneath him to groan, arching slightly.
Satisfied with the reaction he received, he sat up and leaned over to the small table next to him. He started humming as he examined the toys on display, before selecting one, licking the tip. The cold, bitter taste of the metal excited his taste buds and he shifted back over his companion, still straddling the bare waist as he studied his canvas.
He drew the tip of the knife lightly down the center of Saguru's chest, watching as the skin bended but refused to yield. He licked his lips as he turned the blade from it's path, circling lightly across Saguru's upper abdomen, before putting more pressure on the blade, watching the thin crimson lines starting to form behind it.
Saguru groaned, arching into the blade, forcing the tip deeper with his actions. The blond's mouth opened, tounge darting out to wet his lips as he stared up at the man straddling him, a small, soft pant escaping his lips.
The man smiled and leaned down, kissing Saguru, capturing that open mouth eagerly, tounge thrusting inside even as the knife slid deeper again, drawing more blood.
As they paused for air, the man sat back, lifting the blade, licking it again, gathering the bitter red drops on his tounge. He moved the knife to the side before he leaned down, kissing the blond again, this kiss fierce, demanding as the taste of Saguru's blood was shared between them. The man on top groaned, pushing his hips down against the enticing creature beneath him, one hand fisting on a shoulder, almost clawing at it as their tounge caressed one another, drowning.
Panting, the man pulled back again, causing Saguru to whimper and look up at him, pleadingly. The man smiled softly, brushing his hand through the blond bangs falling forward. He turned his attention to the red stained chest, humming again as he selected a pale patch, drawing the tip of the knife around Saguru's nipple, smiling as the body beneath his shuddered. Red lips wrapped around the nub, drawing it into his mouth, sucking softly as the tounge lapped at the blood and skin.
When the wound stopped flowing, he moved back, drawing the knife up again, slicing a long line down from the circle, scooting back as he drew the line down across Saguru's stomach, watching the muscles under the skin quiver and tighten.
Saguru was gasping, hands fisting the sheets, body taunt, pain and pleasure mixing into a heady drug. The man licked up the deep slice, before resting on Saguru's chest, studying the blond's face. He raised a blood stained hand, turning that face towards him, leaving a smear of red on Saguru's cheek. He stared into those beautiful eyes before smiling and licking the stain his hand had left on such a pure, virginal piece of skin.
He shifted off of the teen, laying next to him, studying the nude body on display, smiling as he absently drew the knife around the skin in aimless spirals, putting enough pressure on the handle to leave fain red lines.
Saguru twitched with each twist and turn of the knife, the cuts feeling soft, feathery. He made light gasping sounds, each time the knife dipped over his hips, trying to push up, to get more. The man laying next to him tisked at the action and lifted the knife each time, keeping from giving Saguru what he wanted. Saguru whimpered in response, as close to begging as he was ready to get. The man ignored him, sitting up and cleaning the blade with his tounge before placing it back on the table. His hand hovered in indecision before selecting another, this time a knife with a finer blade.
He laid back down, though propped his head up on his hand as he leaned over, searching for a new patch of skin. Low on Saguru's abdomen, just barely above his hips, the man started to work, drawing on the flesh as Saguru moaned and writhed with each fine cut.
Finished with his picture, the man looked back at Saguru and smiled, leaning up as he licked the tears flowing down the blond's cheek. Taking pity on the poor teen, he reached down, stroking him as he lapped at the deeper wounds, still welling with fresh blood.
The blond moaned deeply, thrusting into the hand around him, desperate and needy. It caused the man to chuckle, enjoying watching the cool and confident detective so broken. As he continued his pleasure, he leaned back across the blond, grabbing one of the scalpels that glinted in the low light. He slowed the movements of his hand as he rested his head against the blond's chest, listening for the frantic thumping of Saguru's heart.
Saguru whined in protest, trying to get the man back to the pace he had been enjoying before arching, gasping as the scalpel bit into his flesh. Though of pace and need were gone, and Saguru was simply a being, desperate with the surges of pleasure and pain flowing through his body. He let the man do as he please, simply enjoying it, riding the waves.
The man smiled fondly as Saguru gave in completely, and he rewarded the blond with a return to the previous pace, focusing more on the scalpel that was drawing across Saguru's chest, framing either side of the heart beating under muscle and flesh. A heart for a heart.
Saguru cried out as he came, body arching up, forcing the scalpel deep into his body. Panting harshly, he collapsed against the bed, eyes shut tightly, trying to relax when he just wanted to explode all over again. He weakly raised an arm, caressing his hand down the man's face, before threading it in thick, brunette strands and drawing the man in, kissing him softly, weakly.
Losing himself into the kiss he ignored the man shifting, the movement of the bed as the man moved half over Saguru, pressing more into the kiss. Saguru gasped, blood tainting their kiss as a knife slid deep into his chest.
The man pulled away, licking blood from his lips as he pressed the knife deeper, watching the golden light fade for Saguru's eyes. He smiled softly, brushing a hand over the detective's lips, wiping away the mess of blood before kissing those slack lips softly.
He then sat back on his heels, selecting a fresh scalpel and cutting into Saguru's side, removing a small, red gem from the wound. He carefully toweled it free of blood and tissue, before placing it in a plastic bag, securing it in his inner jacket pocket.
With a final kiss to the blond he slid off the bed, standing and grabbing the top hat resting on the dresser. “Good night, my sweet Pandora,” Kid whispered to the body in the bed, turning and heading for the door, moonlight illuminating his blood stained white suit.
Fin
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Date: 2007-01-23 03:06 am (UTC)it really was.
it sort of reminds me of a manka i read. like...crystal hearts...not with the...stabbing and stuff...but the whole pandora being in hakuba...thats a little of how it was...
it wasn't as bad as i thought it was going to be.
it was...sexay....good job.
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Date: 2007-01-24 07:48 am (UTC)Sadly I can't post the next of the series here, as it's m/m/f, not just slash.
Then again, no one does anything in it so...yeah.
Thank you for your review!