Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Masochist ❯ Alice is Falling ( Chapter 22 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Chapter Twenty-Two: Alice is Falling:
The trail they were following led them nowhere. Everyone had seen
the couple at one point. Tsuzuki, Tatsumi, and Watari always found
themselves one step behind. Tsuzuki couldn't hold back his worry
anymore.
"Why can't we find them?" he asked. Tatsumi rested his hand on
Tsuzuki's shoulder. His former partner looked up with big eyes.
Tatsumi gave him a reassuring smile.
"We'll find him," he said. "I promise." It may not have been
entirely true, but Tsuzuki needed to hear something like that right
now.
"Right, right," he said, nodding.
"You guys!" they heard Watari shout. Tatsumi and Tsuzuki looked up
to see him hurrying over with a piece of paper in his hand.
"What did the receptionist say?" Tatsumi asked. Watari took a
moment to catch his breath.
"They were here three nights ago," he said.
"Did he say where they went after that?" Tsuzuki asked. Watari
shook his head.
"Though, it seems Bon left us this letter," he said. Tatsumi and
Tsuzuki rushed over for a look. The contents left them more puzzled
than before.
"What is this?" Tsuzuki asked. The three had to read the letter
over another time.
Dear Guys,
Jessie and I went to her mother. Don't follow us.
The problem was some of the Kanji were missing in the letter.
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They were at a house party this time. Hisoka stood, dazed in front
of a wide, wall-length mirror. He seemed to be looking through
himself. His green eyes looked so hollow and soulless. He gently
touched his cheek. An empty smile spread on his face. His mind
already went elsewhere with the booze, pills, and white powder. The
pounding music didn't even faze him.
Jessie came up behind her lover and rested her arms on his
shoulders. She nibbled on his ear, as and he giggled. Hisoka turned
and kissed her on the lips. She pulled him away and led him further
into the house. The shinigami let her lead again just like he did
the past few nights. He would even probably follow her straight
down to Hell right now.
Their surroundings made sense for such a place. The dim, red light
from the floor lamps gave the atmosphere a whore-house feel was a
miracle the neighbors hadn't called the police on them yet. Hisoka
nuzzled Jessie's neck. She lightly shoved him off. The overwhelming
smell of pot didn't even faze them.
Jessie gave the shinigami another kiss on the lips. She tasted
different tonight. He couldn't exactly put his finger on it, but
something inside of him awoke to tonight's deviant party. Jessie
led him into the living room. The red lights reflected off of
Jessie's long blonde hair.
They passed a woman dancing on the coffee table, surrounded by
candles. Some of the drunken men watched as she fingered herself to
heavy music. The only thing that covered her was the black spiked
collar around her neck. Even the red lights moved hypnotically to
her naked form.
If only Hisoka's family could see him now. Despite the fear and
loathing of him as a child, this would make it worse on the
Kurosaki name. They wouldn't want their only heir acting like a
drunken commoner and partying with a slutty demon. It felt like a
rebellion against the family that had forsaken him. Jessie gave him
another kiss and led the Shinigami down the hall.
The sexual energy in the house could be likened to a deadly virus.
The couple passed two girls in a '69 on the stained carpet. The
speed pushed them to consume each other so deep in their desire.
Hisoka's mind vanished with the moans heard all around as it made a
strange music to him. Jessie paused and kissed him on the lips.
Hisoka happily accepted her tongue in his mouth. His hands squeezed
Jessie's breasts. The horny demon shivered and moaned into the kiss
as his hands slid down to her hips. He tugged on her black jean
shorts. The shinigami pinned her against the wall as he unzipped
them. Jessie slid off her shorts and kicked them aside. They broke
off the kiss and continued their walk down the hall.
The flashing electric lights from the TV drew the couple deeper
into the next room. Hisoka took in the louder moans. His eyes
always returned back to the black thong Jessie had on tonight. The
heat spread through his body from a contact high.
Suddenly, Jessie let go of his hand. Hisoka's face looked so empty
as she walked away further into the den. His eyes glanced at a
pink-haired girl giving a man head on a couch. Hisoka's attention
turned back to the crowd in heat and noticed that his lover had
disappeared. Soon, he caught the eyes of another girl. The
shinigami watched as her naked form swayed towards him. Her dainty
fingertips caressed along his arm and bare chest. Hisoka walked
away and disappeared into the crowd.
He found Jessie waiting near the big window. She rose to her feet
and gave him another kiss. Her hands went for his jeans and boxers.
Hisoka sat down on the window sill as she disrobed him. The
shinigami sank back into empty pleasure as Jessie sank down on her
knees and took him into her mouth. He closed his eyes and let it
all blend in around him. Each suck Jessie gave him dragged him
further into the pit of depravity. Hisoka only wanted to the escape
the endless growing pain.
