Possession
A Shiki/Akira drabble.
Togainu no Chi
By Yue-eternal
Disclaimer: I don't own True Blood or Akira or Shiki.
If Shiki wanted something, he would have gladly taken it. No questions asked. It was his policy after all and nothing's going to make him change it. He could have all of the girls swooning at his feet but why? Why was he this attracted to that man?
That he would never understand.
So when he reached his apartment only to find the man staring off into space with a pitiful expression on his face. He was downright furious. There were times when he had told Akira not to do that. One. He won't be giving out any hugs as much as the other man wanted him to. And two, didn't he already warned that man that he wouldn't be able to control himself especially when he's wearing nothing more than an oversized shirt just waiting to be pounced on.
Shiki was not a sadist and he refused to be one so when Akira turned to face him with once more that annoyingly but attracting expression. He almost cracked and could hear bells ringing in his ears. Not that he would admit himself being a pervert. But he just couldn't help teasing that man. It was just too much for him.
Shiki is a person who is calm, cool and collected so apart from wandering around with his briefcase full of Line and slashing off whoever chased after him and basically doing nothing, he was happy with his life. Very happy. And when this man appeared out of nowhere and him thinking that he's one of them, Shiki's mood dampened. Che. Another small fry.
And the following series of events that led them both together again was enough to make him go crazy. He was annoyed to see him. He was irritated at that stubborn man but couldn't help but feel a bit excited whenever the man continued to defy him. Basically, he was at bliss. And that didn't make the scenery in front of him that less innocent than in his mind.
Akira was now slowly crawling up to him, giving a gentle tug on Shiki's long black cloak. The growling sound emitted from his stomach was obvious. His little pet was hungry. The oversized shirt wasn't helping much. So you could probably imagine the look on Shiki's face when Akira bent a little with his newly exposed chest glimmering in the light.
Shiki cracked.
Reaching out his still-gloved hands, Shiki abruptly turned the shocked Akira around before hiding his face between the thighs of Akira, planting a long lick on his denim jeans.
"Shiki! What do you think you're doing?!"
Awarded with a more confused look, Shiki smirked and felt that it was worth it after all.
Owari
I was on crack. Review please!