Arachnophobia
Rated: MA/k+ for Mature Audience. Giriko`s Foul mouth, and perverted mind.
I don't own Soul Eater.
What`s wrong Father, never experience such a pleasurable sin before. I'll make this quick and painless as possible; even though I love to see you squirm.
Those words went through the back of Justin`s mind. Embedding an image of Giriko nipping his ear and slightly, stroking his tongue across his jaw line. Your too damn cute, you know that Priest. Giriko stared at Justin and things went dark.
The blonde woke up in a heavy sweat, covering his whole body. The sound of soft piano music flowing in the air. He simply smiled. I'm back at the Academy, he thought. I don't have to worry about that Heretic anymore. It was only just a dream.
Justin started to relax and observe the details of the room he was in; he noticed a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, white candles lit on the dresser next to him. A nice Red Wood table and two chairs in the left corner. He noticed that the atmosphere of the room was warm and comforting. The scent of Roses slightly caressed his nose.
He felt the soft smooth blanket that covered his body. It was maroon, with a soft velvet feel to it. This must be a guest room Lord Death prepared for me. He started to pull the blankets from his body, only to find that he was completely naked, except the light blue boxers he was wearing. His eyes widened when he saw the gashes across his chest wrists and left leg. So it wasn't a dream Justin thought, while studying his injuries carefully. I was actually kidnapped by that, that demon.
Justin just sighed, letting a little tear slip from his eye. He lay back down onto the bed pulling the sheets up to his neck looking up at the ceiling. That's when he noticed it. There was a symbol of the spider arachnophobia was known for. "I don't understand" Justin shakily said. "Why would they give me a nice room, when their intentions were to kidnap me and use me, it just doesn't make sense?"
Justin heard a simple murmur strait ahead of him. "You might be our hostage but, you're still a Guest." Lady Arachne said. She was leaning in the door way of his room. "I hope you enjoy your stay here, it's important to me that you're completely satisfied. Your rival will be here within moments, to dress your wounds." With that she simply glided her hand across the door way, with such elegance and then, she was gone.
Giriko was the last person Justin wanted to see. He hated that man, what he did to him invading his privacy, touching him with his hands in such a provocative way. He was so lost in his own thoughts, that he didn't hear someone enter the doorway.
"Hey Priest, it's time for me to fix you up, I feel so terrible for hurting you the way I did." Giriko said bluntly, with a soft expression on his face Justin though would never see again. "I promised to never hurt you and I did." Giriko said, now his face serious.
This scared Justin, he couldn't tell if Giriko was mocking him or was truly sorry. That's when the chain saw walked up to him and pressed the back of his hand to his forehead. Justin flinched at the motion of his hand, expecting to get slapped. "You're running a fever, and you're sweating like no other!" Giriko yelled.
This caught Justin off guard, Giriko was being nice to him and then all of the sudden started yelling. "I can't have you sick, you need to be good and healthy for Arachne`s plan to work." Giriko said, frustration masking his face.
"Um, do you mind if I take a quick shower before you dress my wounds." Justin said while looking at the sheets that covered his legs.
Giriko grabbed him by the chin, pulling him forwards. "You look at me when I'm talking to you, you little shit!" Giriko replied, slightly spitting in Justin's face.
Justin lightly brushed his cheek to remove the saws spit. His eyes narrowed, "Such a fowl mouth, didn't your mother teach you some manners." Justin said calmly.
"What gives you the right to talk back to me?" Giriko said while grabbing Justin's neck. The blonde allowed a little gasp to leave his lips, from the pressure of the saw`s hands slightly grazing his neck.
Giriko started to startle himself on the bed above Justin, trapping him underneath his body. "Such a cute sound, coming from someone so innocent." Giriko started to lean towards Justin. "I wonder if I can get you to sing for me sometime." Giriko`s voice softly replied leaning away from the Guillotine.
Justin simply stared at him, starting to feel his cheeks flush. "W-what do you mean, w-why would I ever sing for you?" Justin said out of shear curiosity.
That's when Giriko slid his hands between Justin's legs, slightly massaging them. Justin tried hard not to let a whimper escape his lips. His blade appeared from his arm, blood trickling down his forearm; as he lightly pressed hit blade against Giriko`s neck. The brunette simply smirked, knowing Justin wouldn't have it in him to kill him off so easily.
"Sing for me God damn it!" Giriko yelled pushing his hands higher up Justin's inner thigh. Justin's pupils restricted simply from fear, his mouth slightly opened letting out a loud gasp. "Hmm, that's exactly what I wanted to hear. Maybe later I can get a little moan out of you." Giriko flashed Justin a slight smirk. With pure lust showing through his eyes.
Oh my lord, what does this man plan on doing to me. Justin though I-I don't want him t-touching me. Like this Justin's face flushed even reader at the thought of Giriko touching him. He let his arm down from Giriko`s neck and allowed his blade to retrace back into his arm.
"I would suspect that you would like it when I touch you Father." Giriko said braking Justin from his trade of thought. That's when Giriko started to massage Justin's groin. The blonde arched his head back from the sensation, gripping the sides of the maroon bedding letting out a little moan. The chainsaw simply snickered at this, completely amused. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Never though a Priest could be so dirty." This broke Justin's concentration, the sensation he was feeling felt nice, but it was ungodly sinful.
"G-get off of me!" Justin yelled "I don't like this one bit!"
"Oh, but your body tells me different." Giriko cooed "I think you like the thought of me touching you." Giriko's said leaning into Justin's ear.
Justin didn't have the comfort of his music to calm him down from this awkward situation. He wanted to escape Giriko's grasp but at the same time, he wanted this man to softly touch him over and over again. Giriko started to see that Justin was about to cry, so he got off of the bed.
"Get into the God damn shower; I'm going to get you some aspirin to bring your temp down." Giriko narrowed his eyes on his rival. "Well get in there, before I change my mind!"
With that Giriko left the room. Justin started to get a feeling of relief that the chainsaw was finally gone. He swiftly got on his feet but, fell to the floor when he felt a sharp pain shoot up his left leg and then to his chest when his whole body hit the hard carpet. Just after he fell Giriko came back into the room with a glass of water and a bottle of aspirin.
"Oh yeah, forgot that your leg was torn up, you can't walk that easily." Giriko bluntly remarked. He walked over to the Guillotine and put two tablets of aspirin into Justin's hands. "Here take this; it will help with the pain."
Justin looked up at his rival with no thoughts going through his mind and took the glass of water from his hand as he swallowed the pills. Giriko watched intently as a couple streaks of water drizzled down the blonde's neck. He started to think of the priest sucking on him, filling his mouth with his warm fluid from his dic..
"Umm.. Could you possible help me to the shower room?" Justin said looking up to the chainsaw for any sort of reaction.
Giriko snapped out of his perverted thoughts about the priest and started to blush, as he put his hand behind his neck. "Yeah Shure, why not." Giriko made contact with the Priests eyes; he didn't seem to notice that he blushed. This set the chainsaw at ease. He started to pick Justin up; cradling him like you would a baby in his arms. Justin looked up at him, looking at his rough features, that look suited him for some reason. Justin smiled resting his head onto Giriko`s chest, feeling him slightly tense up a bit. Before Justin knew it, they were at the shower room. From across his bedroom.
Giriko walked him into the room setting him gently on the side of the bath tub. "Well, here you go; I'll leave you to do your thing. Just ask one of Arachne`s servants to come and get me when you're done; so I can dress your wounds properly." The saw said, slightly blushing. With that he left the room, gently closing the door behind him.
Justin just sat on the edge of the tub lost in thought. I don't understand why this man is so nice, then so mean to me? Justin started the bath water and closed the drain pipe. I don't understand why this man makes me feel so nervous and light headed, why did he blush so much? Oh Lord, please forgive me; forgive me to falling into sin and giving into his touch.
With that, Justin removed his boxers and relaxed his lean pale body in the warm bath water.
Hope you enjoyed, I enjoyed writing it, even though it was kind of long. Sorry about that for people who have a hard time concentrating for long periods of time. I just describe things in too much detail. Hope you enjoyed it. I didn't want it to be that long but just got lost in the moment I guess.
I don't own Soul Eater.