Thank you, everyone, for your encouraging reviews. I really appreciate it!

Another muse that hit me, however, I have to warn that this one is very suggestive so if you're not comfortable with that sort of thing, you may want to skip this one.

Maybe I should call this series "Messing with Haji" because that's all I make Saya do. It's fun.


Drabble #2: A Dominant Wish

Haji just couldn't bear it.

With his fingers clawing into his palms, and his breath tied in his chest, he listened to the faint sighs on the other side of the plaster wall. The voices were distinct and unmistakable—regrettably, on his part. For the first time in his life, he felt his knees weaken and in the same instant, a severe blood thirst gorge at him.

He wanted so badly to kill the man on the other side. The one with his Saya.

'Leave,' she said. And so, he did.

And now he was there, weighed heavily by a new pain against the other side of something he could do nothing about. After all, his sole purpose was to please Saya and obey her wishes. A bitter taste bubbled between his teeth as Haji grinded an ear closely, attempting to keep his presence undetected from both Saya… and Kai.

"Saya. I've waited all these years-"

Haji felt his palms dampen. From sweat or blood, he didn't know.

There was a sigh, definitely from an uncertain Saya. How close were their bodies? How close was Kai's breath to his Saya's lips?

Kai continued, "I've wanted to do things to you- for you-".

"Kai…"

The Chevalier struggled to stay tame. This was getting to be too much. Although just a whisper, her voice had grown bolder. He wouldn't allow it. He couldn't. But he had to. If it was Saya's wish…

"I know, it's been thirty years, but that doesn't change how I feel about you and I just-"

A soft shift of material and skin was heard. Haji clenched his eyes shut. He tried to blot it out, but his heart wouldn't let him. Something inaudible was whispered that Haji couldn't quite make out. Something between touching and pleasure was all he caught, and those bits were enough to send his teeth gnawing furiously at his thin bottom lip.

Had he no shame? Kai was nearing fifty, although the sparkle in his eye and the sun baked skin made him look a decade younger. His wife was still living! Would he forsake her for a lustful endeavor with his lost 'sister' and crush? Kai just couldn't, would he?

He would. Or so it sounded like. A small whimper was released. Another shift of material and something fell to the hardwood floors. The Chiroptera in him could sense it, the spike in her adrenaline, the musky scent of her arousal. It pulsed through his enhanced senses and he felt his will beginning to break.

A throaty yearn was moaned by his Queen, crisp and clear. "Please. Do what you want to me. I can't- I can't hold back anymore".

Kai hummed with approval. Saya's heartbeat increased, pounding through Haji's ears. Heat seared through him, fangs flared between his anger-ridden jaws. He thought he'd finally lost it, but the words uttered next proved to be what would make him go against anything Saya had ever asked of him, anything she had ever wished for in the entire series of her life, just so that he could sink his claws into Kai for defiling what was most precious to him.

With a hint of confidence, no- perhaps mockery in his voice, Kai responded, "As you wish".

Haji didn't spare it anymore thought before animalistic rage threw him into the room, fangs bearing and fingers drawn as his weapons. The Chevalier would've pounced forward and ripped her former brother to pieces if it hadn't been for the scene he'd interrupted – and the sly smirk evident on Saya's face.

They were fully clothed, only Kai's jacket sprawled out onto the floor beneath their feet. With impish grins and a knowing glance exchanged between the two of them, apparently there was something Haji missed. Saya look satisfied, as if everything had fallen into place the way she had desired. With a nod, Kai snatched up his jacket and slung it carelessly over his shoulder before wordlessly walking out of the room.

Claws still upright in the air, Haji stared blankly at the woman before him, her back against the wall and a devilish aura about her. The bedroom was only highlighted by the moonlight and between her black tousled hair, her glowing eyes and the way her fingers shook nervously over her thighs, Haji couldn't quite figure out what was going on.

"Is this-" Haji swallowed uncomfortably, "-your way of entertainment, I suppose? Fooling with your Chevalier?"

Her smile grew wider as if the expression on Haji's face was worth all her trouble. "It was staged, Haji," she said as if it were obvious.

The man was confused, blinking at her before uttering a reply, "Why?"

Saya was reluctant to answer. The one time she depended on his habit to speak few words, he was babbling uselessly. Pulling at the ruffles of her short skirt with a new intention, she caught the corner of his eye before she locked gazes with him, her pouted lips parted and her eyelids barely open. Haji could make out the glint of moisture on her lip and the flesh on her collarbone as she turned away.

"What are you waiting for -- Haji?"

With an almost aloof expression, Haji stood cemented to the ground, "I'm afraid, I don't understa-"

Had she used Kai in this absurd plan of hers just to get him to come out? To provoke him? Had Kai been the key to unlocking Haji's true feelings just as he had that day when the young man had sent his fist through his cheek because of his stubbornness?

"Damn it, Haji. Forget the manners and the wishes! I need you to do things without me having to ask and do it on your own free will-"

This time, she was the one babbling uselessly. Her words were finally cut short when a Haji's forced raised her against the wall with such power, if she'd been human, it would've bruised her shoulder blades. As his claws dug into the plump skin of her thighs and his hard heat prodded against her, she responded with a moan before she fisted his strands of hair into her needy fingers.

His lips hovering over her neck, mouth watering at his own thirst, he couldn't help but ask one more question, before he transformed all that rage of his and used it to do ungodly, unimaginable and pleasurable things to his lady.

"I could smell- I mean, I could feel your senses rise. That much was genuine, was it not?"

Taking hold of his sharp cheekbones in her palms, Saya breathed over Haji's moistened lips. "I only imagined it was you who was talking to me in that way".

With a grunt, Haji thrusted his weight against her and Saya shivered, her fingers pulling at the nape of his hair. He angled his forehead onto hers, nodding with understanding, "Then you will get what you desire, Saya, but only because I wish it so".

She smiled dreamily as their mouths began to close the space between them, "As you wish, Haji".


I was just messing around with this one. Hope it was entertaining.