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When; OH SO BACKDATED. The evening of April 19th, I think.
Rating; R-ish
Characters; Xulchilbara & Ayukawa Yuuji
Summary; Xulchilbara pays Yuuji a visit the night after Yui is born. He umm.. introduces Yuuji to pleasure.
Log;
It was early evening when Xulchilbara returned to the hospital after escorting Rangiku back to the manor.
He had elected to come on His own for several reasons. Chief among them being the sense of peace the Red God felt in the presence of such pure innocence.
It was rare the chaos of His mind could be muted, but the combination of Yuuji's sweetness, and his baby daughter's utter purity were something akin to spiritual balm for the open wound of darkness that was His essence.
Not wishing to wake either parent, nor child should they be resting, Xulchilbara used an obliging shadow to step through, and out from the patch of darkness behind Yuuji's hospital room door.
With luck, one, or both would be sleeping, and no one would know He had stayed to likewise feel the restful sense both gave Him.
Indeed, had Xulchilbara arrived ten minutes earlier, he may have caught them sleeping---however, Yui had woken up hungry. So when the god manifested inside his room, Yuuji was cradling his daughter against him as she suckled sleepily, bare to the waist and oblivious to anyone but the infant in his arms. --He was unusual to look at, at first, but somehow, he fit together so well that the strangeness usually faded for most people within moments. It helped, of course, that he looked mostly like a woman by this point. --He'd asked Vlad to go earlier, knowing that the vampire was probably half-starved, and wasn't expecting him back for several hours. So he was effectively alone, save for the few nurses who patrolled the corridors and checked in on he and Yui periodically.
Something seemed to alert him, however, because he suddenly glanced up, pale eyes wary and searching in the near-total darkness for the intruder. One hand freed itself from Yui, dragging the sheets up around her and over his other, bared breast.
"Who's there?" he demanded, voice wavering only slightly.
Wincing slightly at not being able to make so unnoticed an entrance as He would prefer, Xulchilbara steeped into the soft pool of light caste by the lamp beside Yuuji's bed.
"Forgive me, darling. I did not mean to startle you?" The God-turned-mortal said in His softest humanoid voice.
Yuuji may never know, but Xulchilbara hid His nature for no one else so vehemently. The strangle hold He kept over the pleasure-pain ellicited by His mere presence in a room was taxing to uphold ( for it is always difficult to deny one's self, no matter how powerful) but the dark man at the foot of Yuuji's bed had been deadly serious in the wish that no darkness ever touch little Yui...not even His.
Politely, Xulchilbara averted His eyes, more to avoid their unnatural fire's unsettling effect than modesty, His gloved hands tucked into His robes' velvet sleeves.
"If you wish for privacy, I will not intrude....but I simply wished to be close to such beautiful innocence for a little longer." He confessed, hoping Yuuji would take the honest truth as a pretty compliment.
Blushing despite himself, Yuuji for a moment couldn't look at Xulchilbara, too embarrassed to respond coherently. At last, however, he released the sheet, curling that hand back under Yui as he glanced up at the god with a gentle smile. "That's okay, then, Xulchilbara-san," he said kindly, and nodded to the seat that Vlad usually occupied. "Yui is awfully pretty, isn't she?" he added after a moment, fingers gently stroking at the dark wisps of her hair. "..I guess I might be a little biased on that account.."
Glancing back up at Xulchilbara, he offered a slightly shy smile and extricated his left foot from beneath the sheets, wiggling it at the god briefly----around his ankle, the chain of Xulchilbara's gift was wrapped several times, the Tarot charm dangling against his skin. --Yui's own gift was in her crib.
"I am glad you came back," he said softly, blushing again. "Ah-- I just.. um. I just wanted you to know that I really do appreciate everything you've done for Yui and I and.. and.. I understand. What you are, I mean. It's.. you don't really have a choice, do you? To.. do what you do. Judge those who.. wish to be. It's your duty. It's.. how you survive." He'd said a little more than he'd expected if his bitten lip was any indication. ".. I just.. wanted you to know that.."
For a moment He forgot Himself, and a flare of heat lit His crimson eyes as they snapped up to look into Yuuji's.
A slow smile, like the gradual gathering of dusk marked His features, as He saw the truth of Yuuji's words there in an innocent's eyes.
A moment of rather intimate contact, and The God looked away, the smile remaining.
" Yes.....I think you do." He commented honestly, as with a negligent wave of His gloved hand, the unoccupied chair moved next to Yuuji's bedside.
Sitting at His ease, He leaned forward just enough for His arm to rest at the very edges of the bedclothes.
Cheek propped on His fist, Xulchilbara's eyes slid half closed as He indulged in the soothing peace such purity gave Him. It had been far too long since He had been near children.....too long spent fulfilling His purpose.
Sluggish flames circled His obsidian pupils as He looked fondly at Yuuji's anklet.
" I must admit that it took a great deal of self-restraint not to come to your side the moment I felt your pain..." He said so softly that it could almost be a whisper.
" I was reminded that my presence would be rather unwelcome with sweet Shizune, and your loyal Count." there was a nearly imperceptible bite to the 'T'. A thread of jealousy, or distrust? Whatever it was, it was gone as soon as it surfaced; wiped away by a soft sigh.
"....But more than this, I did not wish for...."- He seemed to search for the proper words- " Darkness to touch Her."
His eyes shifted again in color to a lush burgandy; like softest velvet. A black silk glove barely lifted, as though He meant to caress little Yui's cheek..but Xulchilbara thought better of it, and let the hand drop to rest on the hem of the bedclothes.
A moment stretched into many, and the unintentional ebb and flow of His essence brushed against Yuuji; like the purring of a great, contented cat.
Then, decisively, the God's wine-dark eyes slipped up to catch Yuuji's.
" You fear for her....for her safety, and for the Nameless City's curses." He stated, the low warmth seeping into His voice as well as His gaze.
"I do not wish to cause her distress....so if you could please tuck her into her blanket, I would be greatly honored if I might hold her for just a moment?" He asked.
It was not an idle request, nor a visitor simply wishing to hold the baby.
" I have another gift for her...." He nearly whispered as the spreading heat lapped at Yuuji like thick, hot, liquid. Sensuality touched with a love that had nothing to do with the flesh, and everything to do with the adoration of beauty in innocence.
Blushing again, Yuuji eased the infant away from his breast, dragging the sheets back up slightly as he curled the sleepily-protesting girl in her crib-blanket. Yui, awake now, turned wide dark eyes on the god, whimpering forgotten in the face of something new and curious. Yuuji smiled, shifting closer to Xulchilbara and gently settling his daughter into the otherworldly creature's arms. "Xulchilbara-san," the blonde said after a moment, holding the sheets over his naked breasts as he leaned in, bare arm nearly touching the god's sleeve, pale eyes earnest and a hint shy. "You don't.. have to give us anything.. It means a lot that you have, but.. I just.. want you to know that you don't have to." He wouldn't change his mind about the god---he did like Xulchilbara, even given the things he did sometimes.
They were, after all, what he'd been created to do. Yuuji couldn't--and wouldn't--judge.
"And ah-- you're always welcome with me." The blush darkened, and Yuuji ducked his head slightly, fingers stroking his daughter's cheek as she watched her visitor near-unblinkingly. "Vlad means a lot to me, of course, but he.. I.. I'm allowed to like who I like, and.. no one can stop that. Not.. Not Vlad.. Not even Minato."
And with that, he pressed a fleeting, chaste, entirely-embarrassed kiss to the god's cheek, drawing back then with averted eyes.
A flare of fire in those wrong eyes as they flicked to Yuuji with an unblinking, almost predatory look in them. The gift of a kiss was heavy, indeed, but first things first.
For the moment, Xulchilbara offerred only a smug smile, before turning His attention back to the tiny body cradled carefully in long tapered gloved fingers.
The child looked up at Him with guiless eyes that held no fear of meeting the gaze of something so old, and so dark. ( There was no knowledge of guilt, or fear yet in such a young mind, after all)
He smiled down at her, and this smile was different than the one given to Yuuji. It was full of a love so profound, that there was no room for such things as pain, or the possibility of that love flagging....
....And for that love, Xulchilbara would see to it that nothing, and no one ever brought hurt to those beautiful eyes.
A slight shifting, and He held her against His velvet covered chest, thus allowing Him to safely free one hand without the threat of dropping her.
Using teeth, He pulled the glove from His hand, and let it drop to the floor.
Caefully, reverently, He brought His bare hand to brush Yui's cheek, and then to settle cradling her head; His thumb resting lightly over her forehead.
Almost under His breath, He repeats a chant as His eyes slide half-closed.
Kechnoptou
Dominaqure
Tomo
Redo
Baba
Schloma
As He speaks, the strangle hold He has kept over His chaotic essence slips somewhat to reach forth and touch the two other minds in the room; a hot breath, a taste of the crimson-splashed nightmare that He is, as well as the heated press of flesh to flesh, and yet beneath that flow of sensation is the unyielding love of a God.
The love for all that is pure and innocent, and the need born of His very reason for existence to see it kept safe.
It is that underlying side of Xulchilbara that surfaces strongest now, as He leans foreward to kiss Yui's tiny forehead with both lips and power, after which, He rests His own brow against her's, and speaks again in english;
" I give to you all that I am, and all that I am capable of in protection.
Do you but call, I shall answer.
Do you but ask, and I shall obey.
On my true name do I swear this, and from all that will harm you, do I keep you shielded." He whispered, then straightened, and spoke clearly, His voice shifting away from the human affectation He usually kept to something closer to His true voice.
"En HaTalMaBa oN"
The swirling eddies of power filled sensation stilled for a breath, and a sound more heard with the soul than the mind; a lock being struck, or rather: something falling into place.
That done with, Xulchilbara turned to Yuuji, and let the fire in His eyes, and in His essence wash over him.
Yui held safely in place, He leaned foreward, and captured Yuuji's mouth in a kiss.
A kiss that was both soft, and powerful. Both tender, and ravaging...both yielding, and possessive.
As His mouth fed at Yuuji's, His unshielded essence brushed against the young hermaphrodite like the caress of a lover; hot waves of sensuality that travelled along nerve endings, setting them alight with sensation until it settled between Yuuji's legs, and intensified like the most attentive lover's fingers or tongue.
Pleasure, whole and without the edge of pain that hovered always on the edge of Xulchilbara's nature bloomed in Yuuji.....all originating from that kiss.
To be perfectly honest, Yuuji didn't really understand sexual pleasure. He had never done more than kiss his fiance on the cheek, and had in fact been a virgin (despite Minato's best attempts) up until the point he'd been raped. It had perhaps traumatised him more than he realised or would admit to, because.. even after he'd allowed Minato to finally make love to him, he couldn't truly enjoy the act. Minato was young, though, and they had both thought they were going to die--so Yuuji had done his best to pretend. And.. afterward, it had simply become habit. It didn't help that he'd been raped again during the early part of his second pregnancy. .. As far as he knew, he was supposed to feel pain during sex. Perhaps hermaphrodites couldn't enjoy it, because of what they were; perhaps they were defective.
Maybe he was defective.
But then Xulchilbara had kissed him, and perhaps for the first time ever, Yuuji let out a soft, surprised sound of utterly guileless ecstasy. It felt good---a kind of shiver, a heat, trembling up his spine. He was shaking, fingers nerveless and clumsy as he tried in vain to keep the sheet from slipping away.
"Xul.. Xulchilb-bara-san.." he managed, voice breathy and muffled against the god's mouth, lashes fluttering against his cheekbones as he shifted restlessly, toes curling charmingly. "Wh-- what----? I d-don't.. what.. is this..?"
Leaning back just far enough to speak clearly, Xulchilbara could not help but grin ( Though it showed the tips of His three sets of fangs) at the charming reaction.
Without thought, He lifted His free hand to cup Yuuji's cheek, and though mindful of His own razor-like nails, drew His thumb over Yuuji's skin, the contact leaving a trail of heat in it's wake.
" It is called pleasure, my darling one" Xulchilbara replied, His sibilant tone seeming to further wrap itself around the bewildered hermaphrodite and press against Yuuji in loving carress.
Before more questions could be asked, the God leaned foreward again, and pressed another kiss to Yuuji's lips. This time, teeth gently nipped at Yuuji's lower lip, soon to be replaced by tongue as He coaxed Yuuji to open his mouth and allow Xulchilbara to taste him deeper.
Hot waves of bliss lapped at the young hermaphrodite in time to his heartbeat. Each wave curling against and around the hollows and secret places of Yuuji's body; questing and finding other erotic points on his body. The backs of his knees, his neck, his sensitive nipples, the crooks of his elbows....anywhere the sensation could settle itself and send bursts of blissful rapture back along the network of nerve endings it travelled along.
Squirming and gasping at the feelings, Yuuji clutched Xulchilbara's sleeve to steady himself, breasts heaving as he tried in vain to control his breathing. --A tongue in his mouth was familiar, at least, and he latched onto that one point of sanity in the sea of sheer exhilaration. He'd never.. never felt anything like what the god was doing to him. He'd had.. moments, perhaps, but never anything so lasting, so.. intense.
Feeling dampness between his thighs, Yuuji couldn't help but blush, helplessly aroused and stimulated and having no idea what to do about it. --To his great (if distracted) embarrassment, he was even whining, a high-pitched, desperate sort of sound as he shifted restlessly against sheets. Something was building, and God, but he wanted it without even knowing what 'it' was.
.. Was this why Minato enjoyed being inside him? Was this why Minato took him even after he knew that Yuuji was pregnant?
He hadn't been aware that he could feel it, too. He'd thought only normal men and women could.
Glowing, hungry eyes opened to watch the young hermaphrodite before Him, and as Xulchilbara was about to slide His hand into Yuuji's hair, Yui made a fussy sound and kicked a corner of blanket away.
Perhaps unknown to Yuuji, but throughout the intense sensations that wrapped the God and mortal in their heated embrace, little Yui had been shielded.
For the best really, that she lodged such protest at that time....Yuuji seemed on the brink of climax, and Xulchilbara was not a being known for his restraint.
Like a slow receeding of the tide, Xulchilbara withdrew from the kiss.
A parting moment of suction on Yuuji's lower lip marked the recession of that chaotic, corrosive bliss that had danced along and into Yuuji from the moment Xulchilbara first touched him....
A soft hiss and snap of preternatural teeth at being denied, and Xulchilbara stood, in order to hand Yui over.
....But the look in His eyes never changed, even as His 'human' voice returned with the slight addition of a touch of breathlessness.
"Don't worry, Inima...one day I will teach you more...."
Rating; R-ish
Characters; Xulchilbara & Ayukawa Yuuji
Summary; Xulchilbara pays Yuuji a visit the night after Yui is born. He umm.. introduces Yuuji to pleasure.
Log;
It was early evening when Xulchilbara returned to the hospital after escorting Rangiku back to the manor.
He had elected to come on His own for several reasons. Chief among them being the sense of peace the Red God felt in the presence of such pure innocence.
It was rare the chaos of His mind could be muted, but the combination of Yuuji's sweetness, and his baby daughter's utter purity were something akin to spiritual balm for the open wound of darkness that was His essence.
Not wishing to wake either parent, nor child should they be resting, Xulchilbara used an obliging shadow to step through, and out from the patch of darkness behind Yuuji's hospital room door.
With luck, one, or both would be sleeping, and no one would know He had stayed to likewise feel the restful sense both gave Him.
Indeed, had Xulchilbara arrived ten minutes earlier, he may have caught them sleeping---however, Yui had woken up hungry. So when the god manifested inside his room, Yuuji was cradling his daughter against him as she suckled sleepily, bare to the waist and oblivious to anyone but the infant in his arms. --He was unusual to look at, at first, but somehow, he fit together so well that the strangeness usually faded for most people within moments. It helped, of course, that he looked mostly like a woman by this point. --He'd asked Vlad to go earlier, knowing that the vampire was probably half-starved, and wasn't expecting him back for several hours. So he was effectively alone, save for the few nurses who patrolled the corridors and checked in on he and Yui periodically.
Something seemed to alert him, however, because he suddenly glanced up, pale eyes wary and searching in the near-total darkness for the intruder. One hand freed itself from Yui, dragging the sheets up around her and over his other, bared breast.
"Who's there?" he demanded, voice wavering only slightly.
Wincing slightly at not being able to make so unnoticed an entrance as He would prefer, Xulchilbara steeped into the soft pool of light caste by the lamp beside Yuuji's bed.
"Forgive me, darling. I did not mean to startle you?" The God-turned-mortal said in His softest humanoid voice.
Yuuji may never know, but Xulchilbara hid His nature for no one else so vehemently. The strangle hold He kept over the pleasure-pain ellicited by His mere presence in a room was taxing to uphold ( for it is always difficult to deny one's self, no matter how powerful) but the dark man at the foot of Yuuji's bed had been deadly serious in the wish that no darkness ever touch little Yui...not even His.
Politely, Xulchilbara averted His eyes, more to avoid their unnatural fire's unsettling effect than modesty, His gloved hands tucked into His robes' velvet sleeves.
"If you wish for privacy, I will not intrude....but I simply wished to be close to such beautiful innocence for a little longer." He confessed, hoping Yuuji would take the honest truth as a pretty compliment.
Blushing despite himself, Yuuji for a moment couldn't look at Xulchilbara, too embarrassed to respond coherently. At last, however, he released the sheet, curling that hand back under Yui as he glanced up at the god with a gentle smile. "That's okay, then, Xulchilbara-san," he said kindly, and nodded to the seat that Vlad usually occupied. "Yui is awfully pretty, isn't she?" he added after a moment, fingers gently stroking at the dark wisps of her hair. "..I guess I might be a little biased on that account.."
Glancing back up at Xulchilbara, he offered a slightly shy smile and extricated his left foot from beneath the sheets, wiggling it at the god briefly----around his ankle, the chain of Xulchilbara's gift was wrapped several times, the Tarot charm dangling against his skin. --Yui's own gift was in her crib.
"I am glad you came back," he said softly, blushing again. "Ah-- I just.. um. I just wanted you to know that I really do appreciate everything you've done for Yui and I and.. and.. I understand. What you are, I mean. It's.. you don't really have a choice, do you? To.. do what you do. Judge those who.. wish to be. It's your duty. It's.. how you survive." He'd said a little more than he'd expected if his bitten lip was any indication. ".. I just.. wanted you to know that.."
For a moment He forgot Himself, and a flare of heat lit His crimson eyes as they snapped up to look into Yuuji's.
A slow smile, like the gradual gathering of dusk marked His features, as He saw the truth of Yuuji's words there in an innocent's eyes.
A moment of rather intimate contact, and The God looked away, the smile remaining.
" Yes.....I think you do." He commented honestly, as with a negligent wave of His gloved hand, the unoccupied chair moved next to Yuuji's bedside.
Sitting at His ease, He leaned forward just enough for His arm to rest at the very edges of the bedclothes.
Cheek propped on His fist, Xulchilbara's eyes slid half closed as He indulged in the soothing peace such purity gave Him. It had been far too long since He had been near children.....too long spent fulfilling His purpose.
Sluggish flames circled His obsidian pupils as He looked fondly at Yuuji's anklet.
" I must admit that it took a great deal of self-restraint not to come to your side the moment I felt your pain..." He said so softly that it could almost be a whisper.
" I was reminded that my presence would be rather unwelcome with sweet Shizune, and your loyal Count." there was a nearly imperceptible bite to the 'T'. A thread of jealousy, or distrust? Whatever it was, it was gone as soon as it surfaced; wiped away by a soft sigh.
"....But more than this, I did not wish for...."- He seemed to search for the proper words- " Darkness to touch Her."
His eyes shifted again in color to a lush burgandy; like softest velvet. A black silk glove barely lifted, as though He meant to caress little Yui's cheek..but Xulchilbara thought better of it, and let the hand drop to rest on the hem of the bedclothes.
A moment stretched into many, and the unintentional ebb and flow of His essence brushed against Yuuji; like the purring of a great, contented cat.
Then, decisively, the God's wine-dark eyes slipped up to catch Yuuji's.
" You fear for her....for her safety, and for the Nameless City's curses." He stated, the low warmth seeping into His voice as well as His gaze.
"I do not wish to cause her distress....so if you could please tuck her into her blanket, I would be greatly honored if I might hold her for just a moment?" He asked.
It was not an idle request, nor a visitor simply wishing to hold the baby.
" I have another gift for her...." He nearly whispered as the spreading heat lapped at Yuuji like thick, hot, liquid. Sensuality touched with a love that had nothing to do with the flesh, and everything to do with the adoration of beauty in innocence.
Blushing again, Yuuji eased the infant away from his breast, dragging the sheets back up slightly as he curled the sleepily-protesting girl in her crib-blanket. Yui, awake now, turned wide dark eyes on the god, whimpering forgotten in the face of something new and curious. Yuuji smiled, shifting closer to Xulchilbara and gently settling his daughter into the otherworldly creature's arms. "Xulchilbara-san," the blonde said after a moment, holding the sheets over his naked breasts as he leaned in, bare arm nearly touching the god's sleeve, pale eyes earnest and a hint shy. "You don't.. have to give us anything.. It means a lot that you have, but.. I just.. want you to know that you don't have to." He wouldn't change his mind about the god---he did like Xulchilbara, even given the things he did sometimes.
They were, after all, what he'd been created to do. Yuuji couldn't--and wouldn't--judge.
"And ah-- you're always welcome with me." The blush darkened, and Yuuji ducked his head slightly, fingers stroking his daughter's cheek as she watched her visitor near-unblinkingly. "Vlad means a lot to me, of course, but he.. I.. I'm allowed to like who I like, and.. no one can stop that. Not.. Not Vlad.. Not even Minato."
And with that, he pressed a fleeting, chaste, entirely-embarrassed kiss to the god's cheek, drawing back then with averted eyes.
A flare of fire in those wrong eyes as they flicked to Yuuji with an unblinking, almost predatory look in them. The gift of a kiss was heavy, indeed, but first things first.
For the moment, Xulchilbara offerred only a smug smile, before turning His attention back to the tiny body cradled carefully in long tapered gloved fingers.
The child looked up at Him with guiless eyes that held no fear of meeting the gaze of something so old, and so dark. ( There was no knowledge of guilt, or fear yet in such a young mind, after all)
He smiled down at her, and this smile was different than the one given to Yuuji. It was full of a love so profound, that there was no room for such things as pain, or the possibility of that love flagging....
....And for that love, Xulchilbara would see to it that nothing, and no one ever brought hurt to those beautiful eyes.
A slight shifting, and He held her against His velvet covered chest, thus allowing Him to safely free one hand without the threat of dropping her.
Using teeth, He pulled the glove from His hand, and let it drop to the floor.
Caefully, reverently, He brought His bare hand to brush Yui's cheek, and then to settle cradling her head; His thumb resting lightly over her forehead.
Almost under His breath, He repeats a chant as His eyes slide half-closed.
Kechnoptou
Dominaqure
Tomo
Redo
Baba
Schloma
As He speaks, the strangle hold He has kept over His chaotic essence slips somewhat to reach forth and touch the two other minds in the room; a hot breath, a taste of the crimson-splashed nightmare that He is, as well as the heated press of flesh to flesh, and yet beneath that flow of sensation is the unyielding love of a God.
The love for all that is pure and innocent, and the need born of His very reason for existence to see it kept safe.
It is that underlying side of Xulchilbara that surfaces strongest now, as He leans foreward to kiss Yui's tiny forehead with both lips and power, after which, He rests His own brow against her's, and speaks again in english;
" I give to you all that I am, and all that I am capable of in protection.
Do you but call, I shall answer.
Do you but ask, and I shall obey.
On my true name do I swear this, and from all that will harm you, do I keep you shielded." He whispered, then straightened, and spoke clearly, His voice shifting away from the human affectation He usually kept to something closer to His true voice.
"En HaTalMaBa oN"
The swirling eddies of power filled sensation stilled for a breath, and a sound more heard with the soul than the mind; a lock being struck, or rather: something falling into place.
That done with, Xulchilbara turned to Yuuji, and let the fire in His eyes, and in His essence wash over him.
Yui held safely in place, He leaned foreward, and captured Yuuji's mouth in a kiss.
A kiss that was both soft, and powerful. Both tender, and ravaging...both yielding, and possessive.
As His mouth fed at Yuuji's, His unshielded essence brushed against the young hermaphrodite like the caress of a lover; hot waves of sensuality that travelled along nerve endings, setting them alight with sensation until it settled between Yuuji's legs, and intensified like the most attentive lover's fingers or tongue.
Pleasure, whole and without the edge of pain that hovered always on the edge of Xulchilbara's nature bloomed in Yuuji.....all originating from that kiss.
To be perfectly honest, Yuuji didn't really understand sexual pleasure. He had never done more than kiss his fiance on the cheek, and had in fact been a virgin (despite Minato's best attempts) up until the point he'd been raped. It had perhaps traumatised him more than he realised or would admit to, because.. even after he'd allowed Minato to finally make love to him, he couldn't truly enjoy the act. Minato was young, though, and they had both thought they were going to die--so Yuuji had done his best to pretend. And.. afterward, it had simply become habit. It didn't help that he'd been raped again during the early part of his second pregnancy. .. As far as he knew, he was supposed to feel pain during sex. Perhaps hermaphrodites couldn't enjoy it, because of what they were; perhaps they were defective.
Maybe he was defective.
But then Xulchilbara had kissed him, and perhaps for the first time ever, Yuuji let out a soft, surprised sound of utterly guileless ecstasy. It felt good---a kind of shiver, a heat, trembling up his spine. He was shaking, fingers nerveless and clumsy as he tried in vain to keep the sheet from slipping away.
"Xul.. Xulchilb-bara-san.." he managed, voice breathy and muffled against the god's mouth, lashes fluttering against his cheekbones as he shifted restlessly, toes curling charmingly. "Wh-- what----? I d-don't.. what.. is this..?"
Leaning back just far enough to speak clearly, Xulchilbara could not help but grin ( Though it showed the tips of His three sets of fangs) at the charming reaction.
Without thought, He lifted His free hand to cup Yuuji's cheek, and though mindful of His own razor-like nails, drew His thumb over Yuuji's skin, the contact leaving a trail of heat in it's wake.
" It is called pleasure, my darling one" Xulchilbara replied, His sibilant tone seeming to further wrap itself around the bewildered hermaphrodite and press against Yuuji in loving carress.
Before more questions could be asked, the God leaned foreward again, and pressed another kiss to Yuuji's lips. This time, teeth gently nipped at Yuuji's lower lip, soon to be replaced by tongue as He coaxed Yuuji to open his mouth and allow Xulchilbara to taste him deeper.
Hot waves of bliss lapped at the young hermaphrodite in time to his heartbeat. Each wave curling against and around the hollows and secret places of Yuuji's body; questing and finding other erotic points on his body. The backs of his knees, his neck, his sensitive nipples, the crooks of his elbows....anywhere the sensation could settle itself and send bursts of blissful rapture back along the network of nerve endings it travelled along.
Squirming and gasping at the feelings, Yuuji clutched Xulchilbara's sleeve to steady himself, breasts heaving as he tried in vain to control his breathing. --A tongue in his mouth was familiar, at least, and he latched onto that one point of sanity in the sea of sheer exhilaration. He'd never.. never felt anything like what the god was doing to him. He'd had.. moments, perhaps, but never anything so lasting, so.. intense.
Feeling dampness between his thighs, Yuuji couldn't help but blush, helplessly aroused and stimulated and having no idea what to do about it. --To his great (if distracted) embarrassment, he was even whining, a high-pitched, desperate sort of sound as he shifted restlessly against sheets. Something was building, and God, but he wanted it without even knowing what 'it' was.
.. Was this why Minato enjoyed being inside him? Was this why Minato took him even after he knew that Yuuji was pregnant?
He hadn't been aware that he could feel it, too. He'd thought only normal men and women could.
Glowing, hungry eyes opened to watch the young hermaphrodite before Him, and as Xulchilbara was about to slide His hand into Yuuji's hair, Yui made a fussy sound and kicked a corner of blanket away.
Perhaps unknown to Yuuji, but throughout the intense sensations that wrapped the God and mortal in their heated embrace, little Yui had been shielded.
For the best really, that she lodged such protest at that time....Yuuji seemed on the brink of climax, and Xulchilbara was not a being known for his restraint.
Like a slow receeding of the tide, Xulchilbara withdrew from the kiss.
A parting moment of suction on Yuuji's lower lip marked the recession of that chaotic, corrosive bliss that had danced along and into Yuuji from the moment Xulchilbara first touched him....
A soft hiss and snap of preternatural teeth at being denied, and Xulchilbara stood, in order to hand Yui over.
....But the look in His eyes never changed, even as His 'human' voice returned with the slight addition of a touch of breathlessness.
"Don't worry, Inima...one day I will teach you more...."