I don't Ai no Kusabi. All rights go to the respective authors of this novel. Happy reading!
The night strikes softly in the bustling city of Tanagura. The two symbolic moons of the planet starting to give off it's soft hues, not all that essential to the people who were already used to the artificial lights that were made from technology.
You were already bored and - could you describe it, mentally exhausted to the point of cancelling the whole meeting itself and going back to sanctuary of your apartment in Eos tower. Now, newly made more enjoyable with the exotic, ferocious and untamed mongrel pet known as Riki.
Thankfully the meeting ended quite quickly ; though the ride back to the tower was nonetheless uneventful and boring.
As the door to your apartment opened by your furniture Daryl, you were greeted with the exceptionally clean and organised interior, just how you liked it. Daryl's respectfully timid voice flowed over with evening greetings, there was no sign of Riki.
As usual, the mongrel pet had no manners that the usual pet would have for its master.
Very entertaining, as usual.
An amused smirked stretched your face as you headed towards Riki's room -which was rather more like a training room- with a very pleasing glass of red wine clasped delicately within your hand.
Riki's dark, tanned skin was like smooth satin, you had noted it the first time you had met that fierce boy.
You loved the way it felt through the silk of your gloved hand, the way the skin rippled like coiled snakes, filling the surface with goosebumps - wether from the cold or from your slow touches.
You had caressed that tanned skin several times to point there was not a place left on Riki that you hadn't touched. But still, the thirst remained, to caress the boys skin until he screamed your name to the world.
And you realised for the first time, that those sensually soft lips had never screamed your name during the heights of pleasure.
As you probed a finger between the mongrels lips in wonder, the sharp hound like teeth bit down at said finger and saw blood oozing out, staining the priceless silk cloth. Your elegant brows furrowing into bafflement.
As you stared at the bloodied clothed finger, you felt frustration mixed worth anger like no other creep up from the depths of your mind. The only organic part left on your artificially engineered body.
And you take him, in hard and fast strokes without an ounce of mercy or gentleness.
You are left wondering for the rest of the night.
How much had this mongrel actually changed in you?
AN- So this is my first shot to ai no kusabi...this came out pretty short...this is also my first time writing Iasons POV, so I don't know if this came out that good, but it's pretty good in my opinion.
Keep in mind this was also posted in my LJ!
I hope you enjoyed it!