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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 16, 2012 2:06:21 GMT -5
A soft color sprung up on his cheeks at the mentioning of the heart mask. “It… was a gift…” he tried to explain. Completely embarrassed about the adorable heart mask. But, it wasn’t like he had a choice in it, since the other one was broken. Either way, it seemed he did have emotions! That and the crazy fit of laughter did not end well as the other fell back in his chair and hit the floor. Cain got up to help him, but instead saw quite the sight… He had absolutely no words, but the rather surprised expression on his face said all there need be.
He stood there, staring down at the reaper and drinking up the slight, his eyes darkening a little and a seductive smile taking over his lips. He obviously saw, and he quite liked what he saw. His eyes greedy and looked like a hunter ready to take his prey. Cain stepped over the flipped chair, literally standing above the man and dropping on top of him, mask still in hand.
“You are quite the exquisite man yourself.” he responded. Oh dear, someone was fixated on something. But really, you couldn’t blame him… When a demon wanted something, they went for it. At least, in most cases they did. Besides, he wanted to tease him. His hand pressed against his leg, sliding down towards his groin. But of course, he would not do anything the other did not want… at least in terms if signs. If he said no, and his body said a different thing, then the hell to his words.
“Did you see something you liked~?“ he purred. He leaned down some, his hair creating a long purple veil around the reaper’s face.
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Post by Ryuga on Feb 16, 2012 2:43:35 GMT -5
Julius stiffened under the demon’s touch. His hormones were raging, and he almost moaned as the demon slowly neared his bulge. He couldn’t deal with such over whelming emotion as he squeezed his eyes shut, ignoring the teasing question. Julius squirmed under the man, moving his body in such a way, as if telling the demon to go lower.
“And I thought Grell was the idiot…” A familiar, all too calm voice echoed in the room.
Julius’ eyes shot open as he instinctively tried to sit up, hitting Cain’s forehead with his own. He groaned at the pain, as he slowly turned his head to stare at the flaming eyes of his supervisor. Julius gulped, moving Cain’s hand away from body gently, and standing up, his head hanging down. “William I can explain…”
“Oh can you?” William eyed the demon. “What is your business with this man, demon?” He asked Cain, as he pushed his glasses up with his middle finger, purposefully.
Julius looked back at Cain, then at William, feeling the tension between them. He quickly took a step towards William, raising his hands out in front of him in defence. William was pretty quick with his attacks. “Look, it’s not Cain’s fault. I was being reckless…” He hung his head again, letting his guard down. In that second of carelessness, he found himself pinned to the wall behind him with William’s extendable weapon. Julius grabbed on to the stick as his neck bled. He was in pain but not about to show it in front of William. That was the last thing he dared to do. It was bad enough he placed him in the same category as Grell due to his indecent position with the demon.
“I’ll give you one chance to redeem yourself” William spoke coolly, “Finish the rest of your assignments by the end of the week, and come back to the realm to receive the next.” He glared at Cain, “And none of what I just witness. Understood?”
Julius tried his best to nod, “Yes sir…” he said without looking at the man, as the harsh reaper vanished, leaving Julius bleeding and falling to his knees suddenly. “Damn it” He cursed, too ashamed to look up at the demon. “I’m sorry you had to see that…”
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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 20, 2012 1:48:39 GMT -5
His grin spread when the other squirmed under him, welcoming his touch without much of a fight. Mmm, maybe it was not such a bad thought after all to be tied to this one… His hand brushed over his groin, coming at his belt line and his dark purple fingernail edging through the zipper and under the button, before he could sow his desire into the reaper under him, he heard another’s voice and he tilted his head up, his smile fading and his lashes lowering into a rather dire gaze. But that was momentary before he was shot in the forehead and he fell backwards, putting a hand to his head from the two cracking each other’s skulls. Gah! The hell was with the headshots today!?
Although he did not wish to retreat from the reaper, he removed himself from the other when it was signaled to by the moving of his hand and he stood up, staring back at the new man that invaded their privacy. The other asking of his business with the frantic reaper, and his eyes narrowed at his purpose use of his middle finger to position his glasses, and silence was his only answer to the insulting gesture and the crass inquiry. The tension felt like either one of them could go at each other’s throats in any mere second.
Cain stood his ground, lightly fixating the mask back over his face and the cold, and rather ironic symbolic, mask staring back at the two’s interaction. He wondered if he could hurt this one with the strange item and glasses. But then, he did not wish to risk having his tempting reaper taken from him so soon. You could almost feel the defiant grin behind that blank mask when the tenacious bossy man looked his direction, ordering them not to do any of what they just did or more.
“Quite the repugnant trepidation, isn’t he.” was his only words he sneered when the bastard with the glasses left. Cain slowly stepped over to the reaper, lightly using a hand to tie back his hair in a more proper fashion and running his fingers through it momentarily before crouching down before the reaper and pulling the lilac handkerchief out of his front pocket and offering it out to him for the bleeding, the other hand placing itself on top of his head in a reassuring and almost embarrassingly familiar fashion. “Do not apologize.”
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Post by Ryuga on Feb 20, 2012 18:23:20 GMT -5
Julius felt pathetic and at lose. He wasn’t supposed to be here. He wasn’t supposed to be doing, or feeling any of this, and it seemed William’s sudden appearance reminded him of that. Tears threatened to leave his eyes as he looked up at this demon he felt so attached to. He didn’t want to leave. He wanted to stay here, by this man’s side as long as it took for him to comprehend his own feelings, and maybe longer. He wanted to be comforted, he wanted to be loved. Something he’d been longing for since the day he was pronounced grim reaper. Something he had never wanted more than ever until he’d met this graceful demon. As Cain patted his head, as if telling him everything was going to be fine, Julius closed his eyes, allowing the tears to run freely down his face.
Julius reached for Cain’s hand, not taking the handkerchief offered to him, but grabbing hold of his hand instead. Julius brought Cain’s hand to his quivering mouth, kissing his index finger lightly. Without moving Cain’s hand away from his mouth, Julius sniffled then said, “Please don’t leave me…” his voice only a pained, helpless whisper. Julius looked down, ashamed of his own weak actions, not daring to let go of the other’s hand as he held it close to his beating heart.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 20, 2012 20:17:49 GMT -5
Oh dear, he was going to cry, wasn’t he? He could see it coming, the gathering of tears ready to pour over and soon quite did. It was difficult not to feel pity for the reaper, or any other sort of sympathy. And with all considering, it must have been quite the feat for this reaper to pull the heart strings of a demon that was usually the one doing the pulling. He did not pull his hand away, letting the other hold his hand. It had to be one of the saddest things he had ever seen, mainly because he had seen the reaper before his fall from glorious composure. However so it certainly was not as sad as some other things, it was quite sad enough for the demon to sympathize.
He lightly moved closer to Julius, sitting down next to him and taking the handkerchief in his free hand and lightly pressing it to his throat to ease some of the bleeding. “Oh, I could not leave you even if so I wished, Master Reaper.” he replied. “I am bound to you until you coming death, even so, I have doubts that this messy knot will ever straiten itself out.”
“Perhaps now I shall tell you what our contract is.” he spoke, arm wrapped around him in a comforting manner. “My original contract is protected by a certain safety clause, the sentence that may make the most sense- ‘If the death of the soul bearer is caused by another sentient being, then the responsibilities of the deceased shall be theirs to resolve.’ - I do suppose it should make things clear for you. The dead is no longer my master- you are. And it is upon this clause to serve you so long as you live.”
“Speaking of such things … I did not receive your name.”
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Post by Ryuga on Feb 20, 2012 21:27:28 GMT -5
Julius was in trouble. Ever sense he met this demon everything he did was going completely against the grim reapers’ rules, and corrupting the balance of the world. He knew he was going to be punished for his actions but before they could take him away, Julius was going to make sure that his feelings were true. That he truly loves this man before him.
He ignored the ‘contract talk’, as he knew of it from previous assignments, even though he was never tied to one before, and pulled on the other man’s arm in order for their bodies to touch. He couldn’t feel any warmth come out of this one’s body, as he clearly was not human, but he still wanted to feel every inch of him. Julius intertwined his fingers with Cain’s hand that he claimed not that long ago, as he touched his face with his free hand. Their faces were inches away from each other, Julius’ needy, hot breaths warming up Cain’s face. “Julius” he whispered, his lips touching the other’s as the word escaped from his mouth.
Julius couldn’t hold back any longer as he crushed his lips to Cain’s, tears still falling down his cheeks. His violent actions led to him unintentionally pushing Cain down to the floor, as he attacked him with his lips. Biting Cain’s lower lip, playing with his tongue. Moving on to his strong jaw line, liking it softly. Going down to his neck, and lightly biting his collar bone. All this time, their hands were still intertwined. Julius ran his free hand up and down the demon’s body, as he played with the buttons on his coat. They were such frustrating little things, but Julius was careful not to rip them, as he’d already done enough damage with the mask. He let go of Cain’s hand, and stopped kissing him as he concentrated on opening that damn coat. He looked like a frustrated child. His knees were on either side of Cain’s hips, his hands busying themselves with those buttons. He huffed in anger, “What’s with these damn buttons?!” he said through his teeth, receiving a chuckle in return from the demon. He wasn’t about to ask for help for such a seemingly simple task, as he worked hard to not rip the coat in half.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 20, 2012 22:11:44 GMT -5
There was no words to be exchanged when the other pulled him closer, no space left between their bodies. So it seemed the shenanigans would continue sooner than expected~ He highly doubted the snobby William prick would come by so soon after his last pop in… so why not? He untied his mask, setting it aside, not worrying about it, a very odd thing all considering how he had acted earlier towards concealing his scarred face. The other’s skin was soft over his, gentle even, caressing his cheek as he felt the other’s fingers lock with his, eyes gazing into the other’s dark chocolate ones.
Julius… what a magnificent name, breathed over his skin with a prickling warmth. There was little to restrain Julius as he crushed his lips to his, leaning so far into him with his sudden attack of his lips that he fell backwards from the other’s weight, landing on his back. He wasn’t a bad kisser, although a little clumsy… he was sure he could fix that. Although he let the other explore his mouth willingly, then trailing his kisses and wet, hot tongue over his skin, down his jaw line and to his tender neck that he lightly exposed more to the other as he tilted his head to the side. However, the attention seemed to stop at the jacket.
Cain stared up at him as the other man was trying to work with the irritating silver buttons, fumbling with them. The thought of the other’s dismay came to mind when he would find yet more buttons just bellow, and even more yet beyond that. It made him laugh, although not necessarily ay Julius himself. It seemed Julius wanted to do it himself, so he would, but that did not mean he could not help Julius. He snaked his hands up and his hand went up his jacket, suddenly pulling it apart from the front. Amazingly, not a single button was ripped loose, although maybe a tad stretched, but that was nothing to fuss about.
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Post by Ryuga on Feb 20, 2012 23:02:57 GMT -5
Julius’ cheeks burnt with embarrassment and frustration. He stared at the man’s white shirt underneath the coat and groan, working on those buttons as well. Finally, minutes later, he had revealed the other’s naked chest. It was beautiful. Muscle as if carved in artistically, nipples small and pink. His body built yet slim and not too pale. He bent closer, his tongue admiring the other man’s body, running down his abs slowly, kissing his belly button, then up to his nipples. He’s read, and studied sex, as it was one of the mandatory needs of the human being, something he had to know, but he’d never actually done it. He was nervous and stiff. He was scared he was doing, or going to do something wrong. He ran through the instructions in his head, his body tensing further. He slowly kissed the other’s nipple, then bit down on it as gently as he could, looking up from underneath his lashes at Cain’s face to see his reaction. Julius froze. Cain almost looked in pain as a moan escaped his lips. Julius quickly sat up, his knees still on either side of the demon. Julius’ hands were on the man’s stomach, frozen in place, not daring to do anything else to him.
“I-I’m sorry! Did I hurt you?!” Julius frantically stuttered.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 27, 2012 21:32:54 GMT -5
More buttons for the poor reaper to work with, it was amusing to lay there for what seemed so long as the other fumbled with them clumsily, trying his best to get them free without damaging his shirt. To be so careful, honestly, he had never met anyone so patient as to not ruin his clothing. So it was very interesting to stare at him as he worked away at the buttons until he finally revealed his chest. Cain only but stared up at Julius as the other admired him, exploring his skin with his hot tongue and lavishing the soft fair skin with wet warmth. Why was he being so gentle, he wondered, as he looked down at the other as he kissed his navel.
He did not linger on wondering however when Julius decided to take it upon himself to bring his attention to his nipple, lips gingerly touching the tender flesh before biting down on it. Despite being such a small touch of the nerves, it did well to get a reaction out of Cain. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back a little, enjoying the bit of pressure and small bit of pain in the bite, allowing a moan to purr from his thin lips. Disappointment was all he honestly felt when the other suddenly pulled away.
He opened his eyes, looking up at the other male, who looked extremely worried. And then he realized it- he was a virgin! Cain could have laughed, for someone so eager, he had no experience what so ever. Now, that just would not do, now would it? It seemed he would have to do some teaching, not that taking control was a bad thing. Oho, not at all.
“Such innocence~ I will gladly make this first sexual encounter of yours quite pleasurable.” he said with a smirk, intending to tease him, if only so he could turn the tables. It was easier that way, for not all first timers were willing to take the bottom so quickly. Cain snatched Julius by the leg, pulling him up and suddenly getting up, flipping him on his back and ending up on top of him, hand still firmly placed at his leg. His lilac eyes briefly took in the now vulnerable Julius as he shrugged off the shirt that was still clinging at him by the sleeves, freeing himself from the cloth as he tossed it away and worked swiftly on Julius’s cloths, not caring to be extremely delicate as the other had as he forced his jacket off and ripped his shirt off, tearing buttons and the collar in the process. He had spare clothes, so he was never worried if they were to become disheveled in the process. Cain easily got to his pants, unbuttoning them and sweeping them off his legs, tossing that away as well.
His hands worked over Julius’s body as he sat over him, pin pointing as many spots as he could that the man was sensitive to and that made him shiver or caused his muscles to tighten ever so subtly. He targeted those spots mercilessly, running his delicate and skillful fingers over his torso and legs, swirling over the curves of his body and toying with him. His eyes gazing coolly down at him. He leaned down, long purple hair falling over Julius’s skin, flowing over him and tickling his skin as he ran his lips over his chest, his breath spilling over him in purposeful warmth. He pulled a hand away from it’s duty of torturing the reaper’s soft spots, assigning it the new task of rubbing over his nipple, finger circling around it and teasing.
Cain was not new to this, oh no. And it was always a treat to have a virgin every once in a while, it satisfied him to steal their innocence away, to engraved them with sin and lust. If anything, that thought alone made Julius all the more desirable. He ran his tongue of his nipple, innocently lapping at it, before digging his nail into the flesh, pinching a little roughly and bringing some crimson coloring to the surface before licking over the wound. He was being quite tame, more gentle than he usually was for the sake of Julius, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to hurt him a little. It was all in the fun of marking him, drawing his pretty crimson liquid up to the surface.
He trailed his lips up away from his chest, biting and nipping at his collarbone and the soft flesh of his neck and shoulder until he came to his jaw line. He traced his tongue over the defining bone and to his ear, his free hand teasing low to his abdomen, brushing past his navel and to the muscle that traced down to his most sensitive area. Cain briefly flicked his tongue over the edge of Julius’s ear, taking the ridge between his lips playfully before whispering to him.
“For future reference, my dearest Master Julius, I quite like it rough.” he spoke to him. So of course the other did not have to worry about hurting him, it was in his nature to enjoy the pain of others, and quite loved the nature of pain biting at his nerves. He wasn’t much of a glutton for it, per say, so much as it only proved to turn him on more than normal sex. His hand disappeared down to his groin, grasping his organ in his hand and giving only small bits of attention towards it, intentionally teasing him, torturing him. “Tell me what you wish for me to do, Master Julius.” he taunted. “Would you like me to take you, or would you prefer me to ride you~?” he inquired. His voice laced with seductive purrs that elegantly swiveled from his tongue. To be so candid and forward, he honestly was not embarrassed about this at all, while Julius on the other hand was sure to be more than embarrassed by it, he was sure.
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Post by Ryuga on Feb 27, 2012 22:13:13 GMT -5
Julius had not expected the latter. Cain had picked him up, turning him so he was bottoming this time. He clearly wasn’t being gentle at all as he ripped his shirt apart. Julius let out a small gasp from sheer surprise. It was interesting seeing the demon like this. He thought with such a gentle face and beautiful features he would be docile, but turned out to be the opposite. He was rash, violent and… Damn hot.
Julius whimpered at the stronger man’s teasing touch, and let out another gasp as the demon bit his nipple. His hormones were raging as his member hardened with each shiver. His breathing was becoming so loud and uneven from simple touches he was ready to smack himself awake. But he didn’t. He allowed his body to melt into Cain’s touch. His body began trembling as the demon grabbed on to his sensitive organ, teasing him further. Julius found himself moving his hips back and forth in order to intensify the feeling of ecstasy. He let out moans, and gasped for air, his vision becoming hazy slowly. He wasn’t used to this feeling of pleasure, so it wasn’t a surprise he was slowly losing consciousness. He dug his nails in Cain’s upper arm, his expression shameless as he begged. “Please… Take me… Cain… Cain.” He whispered between gasps.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 27, 2012 22:55:40 GMT -5
Cain licked his lips, just what he wanted to hear. “As you wish.” he spoke into his ear, removing himself from Julius, only to pick him up and cart him off to the bed, dropping him down on the sheets and greedily taking him into his arms.
:Skiiipp:
Cain slipped out of the arms of Julius and out from under the covers of the bed. It was near noon now. Oh how time flew, not that he had anything to do now… Which had a rather empty feeling. Strange, that he actually wished he had something to do. He stretched his muscles, his back gloriously decorated with the marks of the other, just as Julius probably had more than a few deep scratches from him. Julius held up nicely for his first time, wonderful for him. However, he did feel the need to shower, some sweat still clinging to his glorious naked body from well spent lust. He ran a hand over his back, smearing some of the blood in the process, feeling the new small ridges that overlapped an old scar.
To bad he did not have any means of showering in this place, the best he could do was to sneak downstairs and see if anyone was home. In all honesty, he lived in a sealed off attic above another’s home and shop, usually during the day the couple were not in their home. A little lowly to live in an attic, but not as bad as the places he had lived before. It was better than a cave or sleeping in the open woods. Those were nights he wished he had a bed.
He started gathering his clothes, as well as Julius’s, pulling on his pants and slipping on the rest of his clothes before folding Julius’s and retrieving him a new shirt, laying it on the chair beside the bed as he gathered the use dishes and carted them off to the kitchen area, deciding to at least clean up a little. He did not like to stay in bed for too long, being so inactive was against his better nature.
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Post by Ryuga on Feb 27, 2012 23:34:46 GMT -5
As he predicted from his previously untouched body, he fell into unconsciousness seconds after they’d gasped in pleasure for the last time that night. His eyelids felt heavy on his eyes, and his body was sore. Cain wasn’t being gentle with him at all, especially when that was his first time. He left him bleeding from places he never thought he’d be bleeding from. It was torturous yet brilliant, but his body couldn’t put up with as much as he’d wanted. He felt wonderful nevertheless. A strange feeling of warmth creeping up and down his body as he cuddled into the demon’s back.
Disappointment over powered the warmth inside of him. Julius felt the bed sink in and back up as his partner moved out of his reach. He slowly opened his eyes, watching the demon move around the room and disappear into the kitchen. His eyes widened as he noticed the new marks Cain had on his back before he covered them with a shirt and winced at his own. They really did go too far, but it felt good either way.
Something about the demon wasn’t right though, he could feel it. It threw him off, and he needed to find out what had him bothered. In usual situations he would ignore this feeling and let nature take its course as if he didn’t notice the other’s hurt. He didn’t care enough. But Cain was different. Julius shared his body with this man. There were no more personal boundaries between them and he wasn’t about to start building one. A groan could be heard as Julius forced his heavy, sore body up. He located his pants and slipped them on, ignoring the new shirt placed out for him. He rubbed his back with a sigh. “He’s really rough…” Julius whispered quietly to himself. Another sigh escaped his lips as he followed Cain into the Kitchen. He watched the distracted demon carefully. Something was certainly off about him. He didn’t even notice him moving as Julius softly wrapped his arms around the taller man’s waist, hugging him from behind, causing the demon to flinch a little. Julius put his lips to the back of the man’s head, kissing his hair, “if you ever cut your hair, I’ll find a way to end you” he threatened lovingly chuckling into the man’s neck.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 27, 2012 23:58:59 GMT -5
Cain had his hands busy, washing the plate between his soapy hands. Almost too concentrated on cleaning it, as if he couldn’t bare to have any part of it imperfect or dirtied. Nothing but the same old rather cold expression back on his face as he scrubbed at the dish with the wet cloth, digging at the stuck on food with his nail. In all honesty he had not noticed Julius get up, nor him follow him into the kitchen- that is, until he felt the warm and sudden sensation of the other grab him by the waist, hugging him close. He had inexplicably flinched at the action, having been caught off guard by the reaper. He had stopped scrubbing at the dish, seemingly just a tad tense. Julius went on about his hair, threatening him if he cut it.
“I assure you it shall never happen. It is the one thing I am proud of.” he replied, head lowering a bit and going back to scrubbing the dish, soaking it in the water and bringing it back up. Still some stuck on food. That’s what he got for leaving it out. He did not mind the other cuddling into him as he was, but he was not partaking in it either as he focused on the stubborn dish that refused to become clean.
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Post by Ryuga on Feb 29, 2012 3:17:08 GMT -5
Julius frowned at the other’s indifference towards his closeness. He felt a little hurt, but the feeling quickly subsided as stubbornness took in. Julius reached from underneath his partner’s arm and grabbed hold of the man’s right hand in order to stop him from washing the dishes. The reaper’s other arm went around the demon, reaching up for his face as he covered Cain’s eyes with his left hand, leaning his head back a little so the demon’s head touched Julius’ shoulder. They stood there, in the same position, in silence for what seemed like a few minutes. Their slow breaths and the running water were the only things that could be heard. It was somewhat eerie in a sense that Julius didn’t know what exactly to say, thinking maybe the taller man wasn’t as comfortable as he was. He just wanted to make the man he loved to feel better, but he may have failed.
Julius sighed into the other’s ear, receiving a small shiver which brought a smile to his face. “Are you alright, Cain?” Julius finally asked not letting go of the man at all. “You’re acting a bit strange…” He wondered if that was the right approach, but it didn’t seem wrong to ask. He didn’t even know why exactly it was necessary to hide the man’s eyes. It just happened he guessed. As if covering the demon’s eyes could stop his distractions so he could only focus on Julius and nothing else. He found himself subconsciously rubbing his unshaven face against the demon’s softer one, realising he probably should stop before it gets uncomfortable for the other. He desperately needed a shave… Julius closed his own eyes slowly, breathing in the man’s scent. It was pleasant yet he knew the man needed a bath. They both did. They were at it for too long last night. Not that he was complaining or anything.
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Post by Geinkotsu on Feb 29, 2012 3:52:16 GMT -5
Cain stared down at the mucky water, eyes shifting, gazing at the other’s hand resting over his, staying his movements, forcing him quit scrubbing at the dish. Forcing his attention away from the trivial task as his arm shifted around him, fingers brushing over his cheek as he covered his eyes and gingerly tilted his head back, fitting themselves together as he held the plate in his hand. He was stilled, almost uncomfortably so, as the other kept a firm, yet caring hold on him, keeping him in place. Trapping him.
Standing here like this, it made his knees want to give out, made his chest ache as if some invisible force were to constrict him. He could feel the other breathing, his chest gently shifting as it rose and fell with each tender breath, feeling that soft breath even tingle over the tip of his ear and the side of his jaw. The soft sigh brought a spill of warmth that send a cold chill through his body, goose bumps forming over his skin. He held a little tighter on the dish as the words came from the reaper’s tender lips, intruding on his ear like an unwanted visitor.
“What could possibly be wrong…” he muttered. “I have purpose, I have someone to serve- is that not all a lowly demon could ever hope for.” he said, just a bit spitefully. The crack of the dish could be heard as it broke from his hard grasp, shattering in his hand and cutting his soft flesh. He lightly dropped the remains of the plate in the water, reaching up and grasping his wrist, pulling his hand away from his eyes, staring up at Julius. What could one describe such a look as? Melancholic, hurt, rather angry even. Perhaps he was angry at himself. Who could really tell why.
The truth was… Although he did have a new master, a new purpose… the purpose was empty. This one would be gone and he would have nothing. A week was his time left, after that, this one would vanish, and so to would he. Back to a distasteful life, should Julius abandon him. He wasn’t sure what he was most displeased at- the fact he was ensnared by a reaper, only to be left and useless, or the fact it only dared remind him of just how pitiful he was. How weak… Perhaps it was something else he did not bare think about.
“I am fine- do I not always seem to be?” he responded, sweeping away the traces of his weakness. He was not willing to show it. Never would he willingly let another see the cracks of his fragmented reality. And never to this man- especially this one… He would never forgive himself if this one saw any more than he had, more than the mark of his weakness. For if this man seemed to be the only one able to break him.
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