Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Insect Hunter ❯ The Dance (bad pun) ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Sorry for the wait... I PROMISE I am working on all of my stories (Protesting the Conflict in Iraq will be my next update)... But my vanilla fiance keeps taking my writing notebook because he hates that I am a hentai. Warnings for this chapter: Non-consensual lime, yaoi, major angst. *thoughts* "lyrics" Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Dead Can Dance.
__Chapter 2: The Dance__
Weevil sighed happily, turning off the hot water as he stepped from the shower. *Clean for now* he thought, trying not to muse on the day's activities. He'd been working for Barely Legal Productions for a little over 4 months, after realizing that the prize money from local tournaments wouldn't afford the lifestyle he wanted for Rex and himself. Not that he'd ever even come close to telling Rex what he really wanted from him. Funny, he could force himself to take his clothes off and have sex with strangers in front of a camera, but he couldn't tell his best friend that he might be falling for him. He sighed, this time longingly, as he remembered the lovely sight he'd come home to. *Another missed opportunity... Why did I laught at him?*
Weevil toweled himself off quickly, throwing on a pair of beetle-printed boxers and heading towards the living room to wind down. He grabbed a cd marked "Weevil Suicide Mix" from the top of the television and stuck it in the stereo. He had titled the cd as a joke; it actually consisted of 12 moody goth songs. Flipping to the third song, he threw back his head and began to dance slowly to "Anywhere Out of the WOrld" by Dead Can Dance.
"And maybe it's easier to withdraw from life
with all of its misery and wretched lies
away from harm"
For some reason, sad songs always cheered him up. Weevil smiled, just barely, moving awkwardly to the songs unusual rythym.
"We lay by cool still waters
and gazed into the sun
and like the moths great imperfection
succumbed to her fatal charm"
The smile faded when he thought of laying by cool still waters with Rex, something that would probably never happen.
"And maybe it's me who dreams
unrequited love
The victim of fools who watch and stand in line
away from harm"
*Unrequited love... Why did I pick -that- song?* Weevil asked himself, scowling while he angrily turned the cd player off.
____________
Above the Kame Game Shop...
"P...Please..." Rex whimpered, forcing back the tears which threatened to spill down his face. "Please what?" Yami purred around the now-erect cock in his mouth. "Please... don't..." Moist eyes hid behind grey strands of hair. "Wrong answer, little one," Yami stated, raising himself and taking a rose-colored nub between his teeth and biting down cruelly. A thin line of blood traced a course down the bound boys side as he cried out in pain. He twisted about violently, unable to avoid Yamis tongue licking at the crimson fluid. "So spicy... so unlike the blood of my little hikari," Yami murmured maliciously. At that statement, Rex came to a realization. Yami had done this before, and he wasn't going to stop. Something inside him snapped, and crystalline tears finally fell.
__Chapter 2: The Dance__
Weevil sighed happily, turning off the hot water as he stepped from the shower. *Clean for now* he thought, trying not to muse on the day's activities. He'd been working for Barely Legal Productions for a little over 4 months, after realizing that the prize money from local tournaments wouldn't afford the lifestyle he wanted for Rex and himself. Not that he'd ever even come close to telling Rex what he really wanted from him. Funny, he could force himself to take his clothes off and have sex with strangers in front of a camera, but he couldn't tell his best friend that he might be falling for him. He sighed, this time longingly, as he remembered the lovely sight he'd come home to. *Another missed opportunity... Why did I laught at him?*
Weevil toweled himself off quickly, throwing on a pair of beetle-printed boxers and heading towards the living room to wind down. He grabbed a cd marked "Weevil Suicide Mix" from the top of the television and stuck it in the stereo. He had titled the cd as a joke; it actually consisted of 12 moody goth songs. Flipping to the third song, he threw back his head and began to dance slowly to "Anywhere Out of the WOrld" by Dead Can Dance.
"And maybe it's easier to withdraw from life
with all of its misery and wretched lies
away from harm"
For some reason, sad songs always cheered him up. Weevil smiled, just barely, moving awkwardly to the songs unusual rythym.
"We lay by cool still waters
and gazed into the sun
and like the moths great imperfection
succumbed to her fatal charm"
The smile faded when he thought of laying by cool still waters with Rex, something that would probably never happen.
"And maybe it's me who dreams
unrequited love
The victim of fools who watch and stand in line
away from harm"
*Unrequited love... Why did I pick -that- song?* Weevil asked himself, scowling while he angrily turned the cd player off.
____________
Above the Kame Game Shop...
"P...Please..." Rex whimpered, forcing back the tears which threatened to spill down his face. "Please what?" Yami purred around the now-erect cock in his mouth. "Please... don't..." Moist eyes hid behind grey strands of hair. "Wrong answer, little one," Yami stated, raising himself and taking a rose-colored nub between his teeth and biting down cruelly. A thin line of blood traced a course down the bound boys side as he cried out in pain. He twisted about violently, unable to avoid Yamis tongue licking at the crimson fluid. "So spicy... so unlike the blood of my little hikari," Yami murmured maliciously. At that statement, Rex came to a realization. Yami had done this before, and he wasn't going to stop. Something inside him snapped, and crystalline tears finally fell.