Title: Cut A Little Deeper
Pairing: 8/5
Warning/Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Leave me be.
A/N: This idea came to me after reading "Circular" by maxw3llsmage on LJ
It wouldn't take much to kill him. He was practically begging for it anyway. He just lay there on the floor, like some sick, sad, little red-headed kitten. The marks down his back, I recognized them easily. The first time it had happened, he blamed it on the long finger-nailed woman he had slept with. I knew that there was no woman. He had disposed of the linen on his bed. I had thought it odd that he would do that. Why change the sheets? He never brings his women, his whores, to the rooms we share. No, there was something else, something he was lying to me about.
The memory came to me in flash. How could I have forgotten that, my hands grabbing at his hips, claws digging into his flesh? He doesn't scream for help or beg me to stop. He's use to this, my invasion of his body. And, oh god, what a beautiful body it is.
After I heal him, I watch him struggle to sit. I almost smile as another memory comes to me. I'm inside of him, pounding into to him. I have laid claim to this beautiful man. He is mine. "Mine," I whisper. I say it softly, but I know he hears me. "My kitten," I whisper just as softly. I see him stiffen and it makes me smile. How easily I am amused by his discomfort.
I pull one of my limiters off, letting it drop to the floor. He stops breathing as he looks down at it. I drop the second and now he's looking at me. I can almost see it, the image that has evaded me for so long. I drop the third. There! It's quick, fleeting, but I see it. Fear. I see the fear in his eyes, but just as quickly as it appears, it disappears. Oh, we can't have that now, can we?
I wrap my fingers around his throat and squeeze. I want to hear him beg, I want to make him scream. I want…I wa…What am I doing? I release my hold on him.
"Go…Gojyo?"
"Yeah?"
"What…"
"It's nothing. Come on, go back to bed." His voice sounds rough. He tries to smile, but it is sad and weak. "You're just tired. Try getting some rest".
He tucks me in, kissing me on my forehead. "Goodnight Hakkai"
"Goodnight, Gojyo. Gojyo?"
"Yeah, Hakkai?"
"I love you."
"I know, I love you too. Now get some rest"
I wait until I hear his breathing become shallow. I can't sleep. Too many images assault me. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't….
