tampered | Log! Ongoing!

When; Now!
Rating; Hardcore NC-17
Characters; Greed, and TRC!Kamui
Summary; Kamui is depressed and needs some distraction. Seriously kinky sex ensues.
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This wasn't normal for Kamui, or, at least... it didn't used to be. His current feelings of emptiness, loss, sadness; he had become quite accustomed to it in the last three years, but he hadn't always been this way. He was usually spunky, bratty, and often aggressive, but those were things he tended to lose as he lost hope.

Just as he had while waiting all those years for his brother to emerge from the water; just as he had in the last week, finally figuring out his twin just wasn't here. He didn't know what to do now: he needed his twin to survive, just as much as he needed blood. They were separated again, though, and he wasn't sure if they would find each other again this time. Finding someone in another world was near impossible.

And then there was the fact that Seishirou was still searching for his twin and could find him while they were separated; a fact... Kamui didn't even want to think about at the moment. "Goddamnit!" he wail-whimpered, curling up, his forehead to his knees as he sat on the floor. He needed something to stop him from thinking, and he needed it now.

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The homunculus gave one very HARD slap that echoed through the room and pulled back further on his hair, raising the smaller male vertical against Greed's chest. Though he was a fairly nice guy, being with masochistic partners often brought out Greed's homunculus nature. The part of him that enjoyed playing rough.

"What's that, bitch? I asked ya' a question!" he said, pushing in on Kamui's abdomen to better position his G-spot. Greed's cock rubbed back and forth against it mercilessly, "I asked ya' what ya' want. The answer is, 'I want your cum in my ass, Greed-sama', got it?"

He growled and forced Kamui back over, plundering his ass hard enough to make the frame of the couch crack.

"Now say it."

Kamui had hissed when he was yanked up, eyes squeezed shut as he cried out. This was making him want to come so bad now, but no... no... he would come second this time, if at all. Orgasm denial was an interesting concept, as well, he thought momentarily before mentally kicking himself. He was seriously going to have to find out where this masochism was coming from. Not that he wasn't enjoying it quite a bit.

"I... I..." his nails dug into the couch, tearing the fabric. He would probably need a new one, after this. "I want your come in my ass, Greed-sama!" he finally got himself to cry out, eyes tearing in embarrassment. This was just as he wanted it.

He snatched back up again to roughly crush their lips together as he began to add a twist to his hips, rotating his cock inside the boy, churning his insides harshly.

"Not loud enough!" he whispered to him between rough kisses. Greed sliced his own tongue open with razor-sharp teeth and forced the bloody appendage into Kamui's mouth.

"Ya' know I could do it all day," he cooed into his ear, still keeping a tight, furious pace with him, "I could just lock you in here with me tomorrow and make you do whatever I want. Would you like that, bitch? Would ya' like me to fill that sloppy hole of yours with cum all day? At the end of the day, you'd just be a filthy mess, pasted to the bed. A mindless fuck-toy? DO YA' WANT THAT?!"

Greed stroked and fucked him even faster, feeling his own orgasm approaching.

The taste of blood only filled Kamui with more need, spiking all sensations. His body was shaking now,tears running down his cheeks, though it was all in pleasure. A deep, dark, forbidden pleasure that no one else would have to know of. "Y-yes!" he yelped, panting hard. This was actually using up more energy than he was used to. "I want... I want to be filled with your come! I want to be your fuck-toy!" he was screaming by this point, not even thinking straight. He might regret this all later, after it was said and done, but then again, he might not. If it brought him pleasure, it was good, right?

His thrusts were punishing and relentless, hammering into Kamui's tight ass. Greed gave several strained grunts and the pushed deep inside, still hammering and stroking even as he came.

"Fine, you horny bitch, here's another reward for ya'!" he roared, bearing down on him.

He could feel his ass and his testes twitch as the tingling pleasure rolled through him, shots of hot, thick come bathing Kamui's passage. It was a full minute and a half before he finally stopped spurting.

"Ah..." he sighed, still hard within his lover.

"Oh, fuck!" Kamui cried, whimpered out with the hardcore pounding, and then... he suddenly felt his ass filling with the other's seed. Well, that was expected enough (and throughly appreciated), but what wasn't was Kamui's own orgasm. Oh no, he'd meant to hold it back, but he found himself coming uncontrollably, eyes widdening as he felt himself release over and over onto the back of his couch. It was almost unsettling, losing control of his own body like that.

"Oh my god," he whimpered, moving himself a little now to tease. At least, tease as best he could, feeling as if he'd entirely surrendered to the larger man. "Please don't pull out, not yet." The vampire was still enjoying the feeling of the hard cock in his ass.

"Eh? What the hell are you talkin' about?" he asked, giving another thrust, "I was dead serious. I'm not done till I say so, remember?"

Kamui looked over his shoulder, giving a look of wide-eyed, innocent wonder. "Serious?" Thank god. So Kamui wasn't going to be disappointed. "Hell yes." He pressed his forehead to the edge of the couch's back, spreading his legs a little more. "Please use me," the tone was surprisingly begging. "I am yours..." Complete submission.

"Fine with me," he grinned, grabbing his shoulders from behind, "Don't blame me if ya' get hungry again in a few hours."

He pushed in to the hilt again and readjusted his position.

"You'll just have to allow me a snack, if you wish for me to go on," he said simply, softly. Wasn't a demand or anything; merely a suggestion. Besides, Kamui was more worried about getting physically tired (first time ever, possibly) than getting hungry.

He moaned loudly again as he was pressed into deeply again, hiding his face in the couch. Oh, god, this was going to be fun.

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