Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Feel It Songfic ❯ Feel It Songfic ( Chapter 1 )

Authors Notes: I don't own the lovelies of Yami no Matsuei and all rights apply to the talented people who do own them. I don't make a damn thing off this except for gratifying my own sick and twisted pleasures. Same deal goes for the song I used. It is called “Feel It” and is by the band Jakalope from the album It Dreams and all rights apply to them for the wonderful music.

 

~ indicates character POV

** indicates internal/mental conversation

 

 

 

Feel It Songfic

 

 

Is that you doing that to me; with your stare?
I feel the temperature start to rise and I…
Really take it from there.

 

~Hisoka~

 

How did he make me feel this way with just his stare? It was always the same reaction to feeling his desire filled gaze on me. A blush rose to my cheeks and made me drop my eyes to my feet; flustered and aroused by the need I saw. As I felt blood start to pool in my groin bringing my dick to hardness, I heard the faintest of whispers in my head that made my heart stutter in fear. Whispers of dark passions and twisted desires. Whispers that praised my delicate beauty and compared me to the finest porcelain doll. I felt a tingling burn start under my skin and snapped my head up to meet Tsuzuki's eyes.

 

I knew what that prickling burning feeling meant and I feared it. I didn't fear the desire Tsuzuki could incite in me. That was a different kind of gentle burn that I gladly welcomed. I feared the activation of the curse marks on my body that the burn heralded. I feared the control that Muraki could take from me using the curse he had written into my body with pain, blood and passion that not even my death had been able to erase.

 

I opened my mouth to tell Tsuzuki to stop. I didn't want Muraki invading me when I was with Tsuzuki. It was bad enough that he had taken my body, my innocence and my very life that night of the blood moon. I didn't want him using my body to take the joy I felt with Tsuzuki and twisting it to his own dark desires. The decision was snatched from me when Tsuzuki leaned into me and pressed his lips passionately to mine. I was unable to resist the heat and desire of his kiss.

 

A serpent's sibilant laugh echoed in my head as I felt my control being stripped away. I moaned half in dismay and half in arousal into Tsuzuki's mouth. Muraki enjoyed making me dance to his whim; the bonds of his curse as strong as the day they had been branded into my soul. I wanted to rail at Muraki but all I was able to do was kiss Tsuzuki back with a passion that was as much mine as Muraki's.

 

 

I start to press my skin to you.
I'm craving it.
I'm feeling you.
I'm really heating up fast.
Feast your eyes on my display.
Take control.
Follow my way.
Cover me in ecstasy.

 

~Tsuzuki~

 

I began to undress Hisoka, charmed once again with his initial shyness whenever we came together. That shyness would fade; to be replaced with a hunger for physical contact that was almost fearful in its intensity. He was a startling mix of shy youth and brash street punk and it always aroused me to see him move between one persona and the other. I never knew which lover I would get in any given encounter and that appealed to me in more ways than I could say. Currently, Hisoka was pressing his body to me; rubbing our skin together sensuously. He seemed to crave the contact once it had been initiated. He told me once that by touching my skin when I was aroused by him he could almost climax from the empathic feelings alone. It was a heady feeling to be able to affect such a remote and reserved soul so strongly.

 

The feel of his skin under my fingers was making my blood heat faster than I'd ever thought possible. He pushed back from me and quickly stripped off the rest of his clothes. Once naked, he moved to the bed and crouched on all fours with his ass presented on display to me. He shot me a desire filled look over his shoulder and licked his lips. I stared at him in surprise and mounting arousal. It would seem I was to be treated to the brash street punk who knew what he wanted tonight. I felt a shiver of anticipation dance over my skin. I reached out a hand to trace the lines of the curse Muraki had imprinted on his body and felt a thrill when Hisoka shuddered under the light touch and an excited little gasp escaped his lips.

 

Hisoka reached out for my hand and brought it between his legs to grasp his erection. He squeezed his hand over mine and gave a sharp little cry as he stroked himself with my hand. He was being unusually demanding but I was willing to follow whatever plan he had in mind; at least for a while. His next words spoken in a husky, wanting voice had me shedding my own clothes in record speed.

 

“Cover me in ecstasy Tsuzuki. I want to feel you; I need to feel you over and in me.”

 

I moved to cover his smaller frame. His skin was hot to the touch and he groaned with want at the feel of our skin sliding against each other once again. I kissed his shoulders and the nape of his neck; enjoying his moans and little cries of delight. I continued to stroke his cock, biting back a growl as he twitched his hips against my groin. I wanted to devour his mouth and slip my tongue in to duel with his, but he had dropped his head down as he panted with the arousal in his own body as well as what he could feel in mine.

 

I moved off him and let go of his cock. Hisoka protested with a whine and shot me a look of need over his shoulder. I gave him a slow, seductive smile and proceed to kiss a path down his spine and over the firm globes of his ass. I gently spread his cheeks apart and placed a kiss over his hole before licking him until he began to squirm. I slipped my tongue gently into his body, mimicking what I was soon going to be doing with my cock.

 

“Tsuzuki,” he pleaded in a heavy wanting voice as he wriggled against my hold.

 

“Not yet. You're not ready. I'll hurt you,” I said as I started to slowly thrust a spit slicked finger into his tight heat.

 

“I don't care. I… It's too much… You… Me… It's too much want. Please Tsuzuki.”

 

“I care. You're not going to be hurt by me. Not when we're together like this. Never like this,” I said as I held back on my own needs and continued to carefully prepare him. I had made it my mission to always make Hisoka feel nothing but pleasure from our encounters.

 

 

Let me ride to heaven.
Let me feel the swelling.
Oh let me concentrate.

 

~Hisoka~

 

Tsuzuki was unknowingly tormenting Muraki with his gentle, slow lovemaking to me. Muraki wanted my pain. He enjoyed it. He had no way of knowing that causing me pain would be the last thing that Tsuzuki would do. There was confusion from Muraki over this and some of his control over me slipped. I seized the opportunity to shore myself up against him and struggled against the binding of his curse.

 

Pleasure burst over me as Tsuzuki stroked with sure fingers over my sweet spot. I let a desire filled groan slid from my throat and rocked back onto his hand. Tsuzuki sprinkled kisses over my lower back and thighs as he patiently stretched me and pushed my arousal higher. I could feel his desire and need tangled up in his deep affection for me. I was never gladder that I was empathic than at that moment. To feel how badly he wanted me and yet held himself in check to make sure I felt nothing but bliss; was a gift of immeasurable price to me.

 

I whimpered when he slid his fingers from me and knelt on the bed next to me. He reached for the tube of lube and poured a generous amount into the palm of his hand and worked it over his cock. I watched his strong fingers work over his erection and felt a little flutter of anticipation, knowing I was going to be taking him into my body to give us both pleasure. Before he had a chance to reach for me, I gave him a hard shove, startling him and toppling him to his back. His surprised expression made me smile in wicked delight.

 

“Let me ride you to heaven Tsuzuki. Let me feel you swelling inside me just before you come. Let me concentrate on giving you as much pleasure as you give me,” I said as I straddled his hips and guided his cock to my stretched entrance.

 

I groaned at the feel of Tsuzuki filling me. It was a pleasure unlike any other. This was what I should have experienced my first time. The joy of sharing your body with someone you cared about and who cared about you in return. The passion of mutual want and need. Tsuzuki understood and made sure I knew how special he felt our joining was with softly uttered words and gentle, almost reverent strokes of his hands.

 

I pressed myself fully down on Tsuzuki's cock before leaning down to kiss him with all the passion he had brought to life in me. Our tongues twisted around each other briefly before Tsuzuki sucked on mine as he gripped my hips and surged up into me. I whined low in my throat at the burst of heat that filled my groin from that action. I squeezed my hand between our bodies and gripped my cock, stroking as I began to slowly raise and lower myself. I watched the passion build on Tsuzuki's face and felt it wash through his body and into mine.

 

 

I can feel it; when I taste.
Like the wind; I breathe.
Crawling inside of me baby.
Oh…oh…oh

 

~Muraki~

 

I could feel the desire in my beautiful doll building from the attentions of Tsuzuki. The curse I had placed on him allowed us to be tied together briefly when I so choose. He was mine to control whenever the mood took me. Not even his death had changed that.

 

I lay naked on my bed and stroked my cock as I feed on the energy of Hisoka's arousal. I felt a light sheen of sweat break out on my skin when Tsuzuki began licking and kissing Hisoka. I could feel Tsuzuki's tongue swirling across my flesh as if he were with me and not pleasuring my beautiful toy. I spread my legs and bent my knees as I felt his tongue swipe across my entrance before slipping in gently. I gasped as I first felt ghostly fingers penetrate me; then the larger intrusion of Tsuzuki's cock. When Hisoka kissed him, I could taste the unique flavour of Tsuzuki in my own mouth as I groaned and stroked myself faster.

 

When Hisoka began to slowly ride Tsuzuki, the sensations whipped through me like the wind. I struggled to breathe normally when all I wanted to do was pant my excitement and let my orgasm wash over me. I had never experienced a pleasure quite like the feeling of Tsuzuki stroking in and out of my ass that I was able to share through Hisoka. I could feel my lust crawling and clawing inside of me; strengthened by the feelings Hisoka was enjoying as he pleasured himself with Tsuzuki.

 

 

Now's the time for you to let go of all your inhibitions.
We can do this one more time.
With a little tease…and conversation.

 

I pulled hard on the strings of my puppet; demanding that he let go of all his inhibitions and allow us the bliss that I could almost taste just out of reach. Hisoka resisted me and slowed his motions over Tsuzuki until he was simply rocking against him. I wanted to drink the energy from their sexual release now and had no patience for this resistance from my toy.

 

**Seek release now my poppet. We can do this one more time; but I want to feed now. Tsuzuki can be aroused again with a little teasing conversation if you want to have his cock later at a more relaxed pace. **

 

 

Watch the way my body moves.
Feel the rhythm melting you.
Mmmm…this is how it should be.
Crawl over you; I'll dominate.
Your destiny.
I'll be your faith.
I will be your fantasy.

 

~Hisoka~

 

I heard Muraki's evil whispering in my head and could have sobbed from the unfairness of it all. I had found a measure of happiness with Tsuzuki and one of the most private, intimate moments we shared was being tainted by the evil that followed me past the grave. I tried to resist the command from Muraki but the power of the curse over road my will. I found myself mouthing words that Muraki wanted to say to Tsuzuki.

 

“Watch the way my body moves and feel the rhythm of it melting you,” I panted out as I began to helplessly move faster. I stroked my cock with one hand and pinched and rolled one of my erect nipples with the other.

 

Tsuzuki groaned and gripped my hips tighter; his eyes locked with mine. He watched me intently for several minutes before dropping his eyes to watch me jerk myself off in time with the now frantic motion of my hips. He closed his hand around mine to help me stroke to completion.

 

“Mmmm…you feel so good Hisoka. This is how it should always be,” Tsuzuki moaned as he watched me through desire filled eyes.

 

**Yes, Hisoka, this is how it should always be. Sharing Tsuzuki in ecstasy. I'll crawl over you and dominate your world. I am your destiny, ** Muraki gasped as he neared his own release and began to gorge on the sexual energy swirling between the three of us.

 

I clung to the knowledge that Tsuzuki would be the one to keep me safe from Muraki. He would be my faith. He was my fantasy and had been from the very beginning. Muraki couldn't steal that from me. With that knowledge firmly in mind, I did my best to push Muraki to the farthest reaches of my mind and concentrated on simply enjoying the bliss of being with Tsuzuki. I was determined to keep Muraki from permanently contaminating the enjoyment I had found with Tsuzuki.

 

 

Let me ride to heaven.
Let me feel the swelling.
Oh let me concentrate.

 

Tsuzuki let me set the pace I wanted as the need for release screamed through my body; urged on by my desires as well as Muraki's. Tsuzuki was doing as I had asked. He was letting me ride him to the heaven I knew was possible. His back suddenly bowed and he thrust sharply into me. I felt his cock swell seconds before his orgasm caught him and coated my insides. He cried out hoarsely and panted as I slammed down on him; concentrating on feeling the rapture that flooded his body from his release. I screamed as my own powerful peak caught me and smashed through me. My cock spurted almost painfully in my hand and spilled my seed over Tsuzuki's belly and chest. Tsuzuki moaned under me and ground our groins together as he enjoyed the feel of my ass clenching his sensitized cock. I fell forward boneless; suddenly exhausted and breathing hard, my body tingling from the pleasure of release.

 

 

I can feel it; when I taste.
Like the wind; I breathe.
Crawling inside of me oh baby.
Oh…oh…oh

 

~Muraki~

 

I jerked my cock hard at the feel of Tsuzuki hitting his peak. Through Hisoka, I could feel the absolute joy of his cock in my ass as he released. It throbbed and pulsed as he shot his hot seed inside. I tossed my head and whined as my own release rushed through my body. I could feel and taste the energy flow through me like the wind, more precious than the air I breathed. It crawled inside of me and found a home that welcomed it. I was giddy from the rush of energy and let some of my control slip from Hisoka to wallow in the tingly heat of the power I had stolen from the lovers.

 

 

If I've fallen in love with the soul.
If I've fallen in love with myself.
I'll take it all in one time.

I can feel it; when I taste.
Like the wind; I breathe.
Crawling inside of me oh baby.
Oh…oh…oh

 

 

~Hisoka~

 

I lay across Tsuzuki trying to regain my breath. In spite of the taint of Muraki, this joining with Tsuzuki had only brought me closer to him. I had already fallen in love with his soul and was just as surely bound by the chains of love to him as I was by the curse marks to Muraki. I couldn't change either thing and had to just accept it and take it all in at one time. I could feel and almost taste the strength of my love for him. He was a force like the wind. Unstoppable, fierce, gentle and entirely unpredictable. He had crawled inside my heart and refused to be moved. And I was content to let him stay there.

 

~Tsuzuki~

 

I stroked my hands down Hisoka's back, basking in the warm and relaxed feelings. I wanted to tell him that I had fallen in love with him but I worried that would scare him away. I knew he felt he was tainted by Muraki's curse and would continue to feel that way until the day the marks faded from his body. It would take time, but that was something we had a good deal of. I could wait until he was ready to hear that I loved him regardless of whether he still bore Muraki's curse or not.

 

I loved the way he felt in my arms and the way he tasted on my tongue. He had become as important to me as the air I breathed. He had crawled inside my soul; with my permission; and I vowed to do everything in my power to keep him safe there.

 

~Muraki~

 

I had created an absolute masterpiece in Hisoka. This was an experience that I was going to repeat. I'd fallen in love with myself and my sheer brilliance once again. The curse was one of my finest works and I was inordinately pleased at how well it had turned out. Eventually, I'd be able to take all the energy that Hisoka and Tsuzuki produced inside of me at one time. This time it had been too much and I had to let much of it go. I still felt drunk from the magnitude of power I had siphoned from them.

 

I could still feel it and taste the exotic combination of two such dissimilar personalities winding around one another. It was heady stuff and better than anything I had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. It was even better than feeling the life of one of my victims slip away under my own hands. It had been like a strong wind blowing a breath of fresh air into the stagnant corners of my mind. I could still feel it crawling inside of me and gave a little blissful shiver. I raised my hand and licked my cooling seed from my fingers. This was something I would be sharing again with Hisoka and Tsuzuki.

 

Whether Hisoka wanted to or not.