SUICIDAL TENDANCIES-SDA-Suicide/Homicide-Kurama POV
CHELSEA WELSH
Summary: Have You Ever Seen Blood In The Moonlight, Yusuke? It Appears Quite Black...
You can't see anything. Can't focus on anything aside from the horrible crimson. I can see it so clearly in your eyes, darting from side to side, looking for an escape that does not exist. It makes my heart race, my very limbs go cold from excitement. My fingers twitch, wanting so badly to wrap around that perfect throat. To marr what lay before me.
I just couldn't help myself.
The pleasant aroma of poison flowers mingled with the sour taste of blood, thickening miasma in the air around us. Now now, don't be scared. It will all be over soon. Your pupils dialated beautifully as thorns embraced you, loving you so dearly. Clean cuts. My tongue longed to taste it once more. My lips caressed the liquid ribbons upon your skin.
Addictive, this young blood.
It was on my tunic; red on white.
Small puddles of ink, like a child's fingerpaint spilled upon a mother's new carpet. But I'm not angry with you; how could I be? It's too beautiful, after all.
...Hasn't this been fun, little Yusuke? Fragile human, boasting just hours ago, that now lays silently pleading at my feet. I will not kneel to look into your fading eyes. The light weakly dances, looking for a way out.
A human instinct of survival that just won't work this time. No spirit gun to sneak up behind me. No foolish team mates to save you from my grasp. Such fun games we have.
My teeth itched. I indulged myself once more, scraping them ever so slightly against the side of your neck. Too weak to pull away. I heard you whisper something. Calling for help are we?
The thorns disappear into your flesh.
I want to hear you scream Yusuke. Let's see how much longer the arrogent spirit detective can survive. Go on, boast to me as you did to so many enemies before.
...Shall we play another game?
Let's see how long you can lay in a delightful pool of your own blood. Shall we see how long you survive before asphyxiation sets in?
Shall I penetrate your tight body until you're numb? I wonder if your cold yet. Are you merely a living corpse?
My blade catches a moonbeam, playing it's light over your face and my eyes. Such a lovely dance.
...Ready for round two?
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Inspired by my own masochistic desires ;)