Hi everyone! I'm here to write a nice little smutty two-shot for Tsukiyama and White-haired Kaneki. Oh yeah; White-haired Kaneki. Now, you should fairly enjoy this because you'll get to see Tsukiyama get a little... naughty. Now, I will do this for you:

WARNING: THIS CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL MATERIAL. ALSO THIS IS YAOI, MEANING BOYXBOY RELATIONSHIPS; IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT PRESS THE BACK BUTTON.

There I warned you. Everyone else who didn't heed and wants to look; be my guest. Oh yeah and Tsukiyama will be OC. Just to let you know.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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Tsukiyama and Kaneki agreed on one thing—that Tsukiyama would absolutely, under no circumstances, try and eat Kaneki's flesh. Because that would mean betrayal and Kaneki couldn't have that; especially because of his ruthless nature. On the other hand, Tsukiyama and Kaneki would still do things together. Like have secret sparring sessions in the middle of the night when everyone slept. And they'd always start with a bet.

Tsukiyama would tip-toe up the stairs to the White Room that had books laying everywhere but the middle of the floor. And there Kaneki would be standing in the middle of the floor waiting for the lavender-haired man to come to him.

"Kaneki-kun~! I'm here? Where are you, amour?" The man purred peeking into the room that lit up bright in the dark, and otherwise, moonless night. Through the windows peering out to the city below Kaneki stood there staring contently outside.

His smell wafted around the room and Tsukiyama couldn't help but take a deep breath in. It was something that soothed his aching stomach for at least a moment. Never completing the hunger but making his stomach somewhat settle.

The teen was dressed in all black loose clothing—black tank top with black shorts to compliment his pale, ghost-like skin. Tsukiyama couldn't help but take a glance at the object of his desire. His deepest, and darkest, yearning for what he wanted but still couldn't have.

The lavender-haired man licked his lips slightly gazing upon Kaneki. Under a dark moon Tsukiyama's hunger would increase for some strange reason.

"I'm right here. I'm ready whenever you are." The teen replied while relaxing his muscles completely. "What's the bet this time?"

"I've always been ready, Kaneki-kun." There was a low growl in the words that Tsukiyama uttered. He was hungry—hungry for Kaneki to come at him. There were many surprises that the lavender-haired man had in store for Kaneki. "If I get you to trip up, I get to bite a piece off of that luscious skin of yours. For you... I don't know; you think of something."

"Hmm. I like that bet." Kaneki instantly accepts the challenge.

With that, Tsukiyama's eyes turned. Black eyes to red irises. His lavender kagune spiraled around his arm near to his fingertips. He was so ready to lunge at Kaneki his legs trembled. Swiftly Tsukiyama went for Kaneki.

Dancing around the room with ease the pair gracefully dodged and attacked. Kagune against bare fist, and fists against kicks, there was so much contact with so little distance. Each time they met with intent to kill, Tsukiyama would smile deviously. His plan would go into action if he did it correctly. All he had to do was distract Kaneki a bit.

The dodging-kicking pattern continued. Kaneki was making it harder for the older man to conduct his little experiment. With him being so agile it was a little bit hard for this to occur. He had to move faster. So he did just that. He started moving faster, and so did Kaneki. But this allowed him to get winded faster.

Kaneki did a nice snap kick to Tsukiyama's face sending him flying across the room. Even though this did not hurt the man, he acted as if it hurt by groaning and making unnecessary noises, to convince Kaneki that he was in pain.

"A-agh... Kaneki-kun. That hurt... this won't do, du tout." The lavender-haired man pressed the teen's nicer side to come out. He knew the sweet, protective Kaneki wouldn't allow him to see a friend hurt.

Kaneki sighs with his eyes closed. He slowly approaches Tsukiyama who is clearly waiting anxiously for a strike against him. Reaching out a completely innocent hand to the man in "need"; Tsukiyama trips Kaneki catching him off guard. He pounces on top of Kaneki, fully taking in the extravagant smell of the teen into his nostrils. His stomach turned in agonizing need for food. He was only hungry for Kaneki. Mouth nearly watering, his eyes grow more menacing as the night wears on.

"Oh cher, looks like I win Kaneki." The lavender-haired man's voice deepens as his hunger strengthens. He chuckles deviously, "I think I'll need a reward for getting you so easily."

Licking his lips he opens his mouth reaching for Kaneki's skin. Just one bite. It was only one.

"Wrong. You lose." Kaneki replies with a chuckle.

Tsukiyama doesn't believe those words until he feels something wrap around his back. Warm and a bit sticky... it's Kaneki's kagune. The lavender-haired man is tossed across the room and pinned to the wall.

"N-No! Kaneki, you cheated! Let me go! I won't have this!" Tsukiyama goes into a rampage while trying to escape the grips of Kaneki's Rinkaku.

"Actually, you're the one who cheated Tsukiyama. That was a damn dirty move you did there, and I didn't like it. I have to punish you. So that's my part of the winning bet. I need to punish you with the one thing you want the most."

Tsukiyama's eyes widen with that statement. "Ka-Kaneki! Assez! Stop this right now! Let me go! I want..." The lavender-haired man is shocked by the words that are exiting his mouth. He can't believe he's begging! He absolutely refuses to do it anymore.

"Ahh~, I like it when you do that. I'll make you do it more." Kaneki only gets aroused by the man's apparent begging. He removes his shirt and the sweat running down his body that engulfs Tsukiyama's sights only make his stomach turn even more. The salty smell of Kaneki's sweat along with the sweet fragrance wafting off his body drove Tsukiyama's senses insane. His body wasn't handling this well.

Tsukiyama fought hard to get out of the grip of Kaneki's kagune even harder. "Let me go! Let me go!"

The white-haired teen smiles at Tsukiyama's desperation to escape his hold. It rouses the boy to do it more. "My smell must be exceptionally strong right now. Sweat actually makes meat more tender right? Maybe I should do some more since you're doing pretty good right now."

Kaneki takes one of his nails and scratches it across his skin. It makes a nice little incision on his skin and slowly the blood begins to drip out. The smell intensifies; Tsukiyama's stomach groans angrily.

Panting, sweating and nearly disheveled, the lavender-haired man grunts in exertion. "Kaneki! Stop! Let me go! Give me a bite! Stop!"

"No because if I let you go, you'll be getting what you want, and we can't have that. I need to savor this." Kaneki replies in response watching the cut heal slowly. He continues, "I haven't got what I wanted yet."

Tsukiyama is all but confused by those words. What is it that the teen wants him to do? He's already going crazy, there's no more that he can do to him. "By all means Kaneki-kun what do you want from me?"

Kaneki makes a deeper cut across his wrist, the blood slowly making a trail down his skin. "For you to beg."

"I-I refuse to do that! Non!"

Kaneki knew that Tsukiyama's narcissistic pride would never let him do anything like that. But for Kaneki's blood he would definitely be willing to do anything to have it. But anything, anything other than begging. Kaneki's blood kept dripping and he slowly walked toward Tsukiyama. The smell grew stronger; his saliva pooling over his lips, it's immense. Kaneki brings his hand up to Tsukiyama's face that still drips easily with blood.

The lavender-haired man sticks out his tongue that drips with saliva trying to get to his blood. He tries to lick the fluid from the skin of his desire. But the cut heals just as fast as it was there.

"N-No!" Tsukiyama protests. He wants the blood. He wants the flesh of Kaneki, and it's killing him, that Kaneki is teasing him with his body. It feels as if his stomach is ripping apart.

The white-haired teen chuckles. "No what? It doesn't appear that you're asking nicely."

He brings his body closer to Tsukiyama and takes a finger to play with his chin. Tsukiyama trembles at the smell that emanates from Kaneki's body. Especially from his newly healed hand.

"Mon Dieu Kaneki. I'll admit that you are doing a number on me... But I won't allow myself, me, to beg."

"Humph," Kaneki gives a false whimper, "That's too bad. You'll give in eventually. A dark moon always makes ghouls go wild. And you sitting here right now is not the best position I assume greatly."

Kaneki walks away from the older man to a light switch on the opposite end of the room. He places his finger on it. "The dark enhances people's senses. Wouldn't you say the same, Tsukiyama?"

It was like torture to Tsukiyama. Once Kaneki turned off that light, his senses would go overboard, and his full cravings would explode. "You're driving me crazy, amour..." By this time drool was spilling over the sides of his mouth. He was craving Kaneki.

The teen flips the switch and the room goes completely dark. Tsukiyama's nose goes to where the source of the smell is. Kaneki's kagune shrinks off his arms and the older man is free to roam the room.

"Mon cher where are you?" Tsukiyama desperately calls to the teen in the dark. His smell was stronger than before, and it drove him almost to the breaking point. Breathing heavily and sniffing like a bloodhound in search for prey, Tsukiyama traces the room. It seems that Kaneki is moving around, his smell doesn't stay in one place. His stomach groans and turns; he lays a hand over it to try and comfort his own agonizing hunger.

The lavender-haired man soon feels hands wrap around him. Kaneki's scent is overflowing his nostrils. Drool is spilling from both sides of the older man's mouth. The air around Tsukiyama is enticingly warm, like he's being embraced by another body, hotter than his own.

"Tsukiyama." Kaneki says. His voice is close enough to where Tsukiyama can feel his breath touching something else. "Can you feel this heat?"

Suddenly Tsukiyama's nose is completely filled with his smell again. Stronger, potent, and almost to the point where it's taking over him. The smell over takes his body like he's wrapped in an embrace that he can't get out of... but he doesn't want to leave. There is pleasure. An orgasmic pleasure to smelling this scent. An ecstasy that comes along with the agony he feels in the pit of his stomach.

"Haa, Kaneki, stop playing with me already... Just let me have a bite." The older man's voice nearly gives out. He's wrapped in something... He just doesn't know what it is. Whatever it is, it's warm, and it smells extravagant.

"You still aren't asking nicely. You won't get what you want unless you say 'please'." The teen's savory voice exits the darkness and makes Tsukiyama's ears tingle in delight.

Tsukiyama's lips urge to let that simple word from his lips. But he's so stubborn. He does not want to submit to begging for that boy. But the smell... the pleasure. It was all taking Tsukiyama's senses to a place that he's never been before. .

"...No. I just...can't." The lavender-haired man's voice fades away as he feels the hands run down his torso proceeding down to his lower extremities. The hands teased the area below his belly button arousing him even further. His voice became shambles. His breathing ragged and raspy.

He soon feels lips touch his earlobe. His breath htiches at the ticklish feeling it creates. "Say it. You've got to hold up your end of the bargain."

The feeling. The pleasure. The sickening arousal that made his stomach turn in even more want for the boy near him. He sputters, "Ka-Kaneki..."

"Yes? What do you want Tsukiyama?"

The lavender-haired man swallows his almost broken pride knowing he's about to lose this bet. He can't fight that smell. That damned smell. The smell that makes his body give into his desires. He can't fight it any longer.

"Please... let me have you. Please...! I can't anymore~... I'll lose my damn mind..."

The boy's hands still toy with the older man. He chuckles. He takes his teeth and dabs them on Tsukiyama's neck.

"Good boy."

To Be Continued...

Steamy read yes? Well I thought I might put this up for Halloween. Y'all need a treat. My other two stories will be continued at a later time. I need more time to think on them. But thank you for being patient!

See yay for the last chapter release,

Rhye.