One lay bound, naked, submissive.
One kneeled behind him, dominant, a cruel smile hiding behind a swirled mask
Roles reversed; the once-dominant man lay helpless before the once-idiot.
The blonde didn't expect this to happen.
Not now; not ever
Not like this.
Searing white-hot pain.
Ripped flesh.
Red, iron-tinted liquid spills over white bedsheets.
Will soon be joined by the raven-haired man's pleasured release.
Cries of pain
Pleasure
Confusion
Longing
Begging
Urging
Satisfaction
No more tension.
The uke lies, heaving great breaths.
Another hidden smile is made behind orange and black.
A weapon is twirled in the air.
Slices soft cervical muscle.
A note is left.
Thanks Sempai.
Reviews would be appreciated~