Lethal Affections

Chapter 3: Venomous Kiss

AN: Hey folks! Hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry I was hastily writing this, so it may not be at its best. ^,^

Yuki's House

5H pm

In the Bedroom

A week past since that crazy, unexpected night. That boy was so unique and overly flamboyant, that I can't erase him from my memories. And it's for that exact reason that I can't get his garish image out of my head—especially that green hair! Damn it, he was so annoying and still he's annoying in my thoughts.

Another week past and now it's been 2 weeks and that boy still isn't vanishing from my eyes…

However, to an unknown reason, my writer's block has been cured ever since I met eye to eye with that stupid punk and I was able to finish that damn manuscript on time.

"Why am I obsessing?" I whisper hopelessly. "He used to obsessed over me the same way." I chug the last half of my bear and smoke up a whole cigarette.

5H30

In The Bedroom

The doorbell rings….

It rings several more times before I finally decide to get out of bed. I lazily stride to the annoying visitor. "Alright already!" I shout.

The door bell continues to be rung. I angrily open the door and to my utter shock, it's the green haired freak.

"What the hell!?"

"Usually you greet people with a 'Hello'" he said, "I was really busy with work lately so I didn't have much time to visit."

My mouth moves, but no words come out.

"You're cute!" he said, and without permission, the kid walks into my house.

I slam the door shut, "Who do you fucking think you are!?"

He turns around and smiles gently. "Miyaji Hinata; age 19, graduate of an all boy's private school, a girly male, a—"

"Shut up!" I demand.

He pouts, "Well you asked…"

"It wasn't a fucking real question…" I said, "Dumbass."

An ocean of silence washes over us. The kid, without any words, walks around the room; observing every damn item in the room. He picks up a particular item from off my bookshelf—a copy of one of my books.

He said aloud, "The Rose that Never Bloomed." He turns to me; we catch each other's eyes. "Who is it about?"

"Huh?"

"This book you wrote, it's clearly about someone," Miyagi advances towards me and stands very close. He holds the book tightly to his chest. "A book about someone you loved, someone that you lost that didn't have a chance to grow-up—a lover perhaps?"

That choice of words, the softness of his voice, and his bereaved eyes stricken me with awe. I notice him biting his lower lip—just like he used to do in nervous situations.

"Miyagi, it's time for you to leave."

"Usually, you let the guest have tea before asking them to leave." He exclaims.

"I don't have fucking tea. All I have is beer, water, and coffee."

"Coffee perhaps?" He said, "Make it black too."

"Fine."

I make the brat black coffee and hand him over a coffee mug. He is sitting on the couch and I decide to join him. I furtively watch the boy drink the black coffee. He shivers every time he takes a little sip.

"You hate black, don't you?"

Miyagi shakes his head, "You're wrong, I like it."

"Then why do you shiver in disgust with every damn sip?"

He didn't answer back. Miyagi sets the coffee mug down on the coffee table and gazes at me with those big eyes. His staring eyes feel like their reading my mind and trespassing into my thoughts.

"Eiri-kun…" he whispered. "I honestly don't know why I shiver when I drink black coffee."

My eyes widen as he scoots closer to me on the couch.

He promptly hugs my neck and whispers into my ear, "Why do you write only love stories?"

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"I mean you write so many love stories and you're great at them…but you don't have one yourself."

I push him off of me and he lands on his back. "Get the fuck out!" I snapped.

Miyagi's expression doesn't change. He stares at me with those hypnotizing eyes, I scan his beautiful body.

"I-I used to have a love story." I admitted. I have no idea why I'm confessing to this person.

Miyagi sits up on the couch and rests both his hands on my cheeks. "Maybe I can be your new love story…"

He forcefully kisses me. His tongue slides into my mouth. The kiss seems so natural.

I hear his moans, "Ahn….nnn" he moans just like him too….

I lick his cheek, behind his ears, and down his neck, leaving a trail of saliva trickling on his skin. I lift his shirt up with my hand. I lean over him and kiss him even rougher.

"Yuki…" he moaned.

I immediately cease the moment and back off of the boy. I grab Miyagi by the arm and force him to the door.

"Wait! Wait! What are you doing?"

"Get out and never come back." Once I throw him out of the door and slammed it in his face, I touch my lips. "Strawberry….chapstick."

Yuki's House

5H55 pm

Since that kiss, I feel somewhat disappointed by my actions. Maybe I was too rough with him?

I stare at the screen of my laptop. Every word I write, every sentence structure seems to be encircling around that punk. Damn it!

Deep in my thoughts, my watch beeps. I realized it's six o' clock in the evening. "Damn I have to get to the pharmacy before it closes." I grab my trench coat and head out the door—leaving my laptop on.

Mr. Good Drugs Co.

6H45 pm

"Thank you Mr. Uesagi!" the cute pharmacist technician said.

"Yeah," is my plain response. She blushes as I grab my bag from her trembling hands.

As I walk out of the pharmacy door, a sound attracts my attention—muffled moaning.

I follow the sounds to a nearby alleyway next to the pharmacy. What I see strikes me with nausea.

A man is devouring a familiar boy with green hair. Saliva is trickling down the boy's chin and neck. He was breathing heavily, and blushing brightly. He's clenching the man's shirt as the man had his hand down and around Miyagi's pants.

"Ah….ahn….nnn." the boy moans in the older man's ear.

I let out a small gasp. The boy heard me but not the man. Our eyes meet and he looks completely terrified to see me. I glare at him and walked away from that disgusting scene.

Yuki's House

2H am

I'm at day number two of a sleepless night. Insomnia.

All I think about is that little pink haired Brat, heh, I can't even say his name! I remember when I heard the news of what happened. I believed I lay in bed for almost a week until my brother forced me to get out.

I was in a middle of a writers block. That day, I couldn't think of anything to write, I had this terrible feeling inside of me.

I came to a decision to check up on that little Brat since I didn't get a chance to talk to him after school. I still felt bad for forcing him to give me a blowjob—I honestly don't have any clue as to why I did that.

Instead of driving my car, I walked. I was walking down the main alley that leads to his house.

Then….I saw a horrific scene.

I witness a boy -I believed his name was Amida- with his brains shot out. Police had set up a crime scene around the area. Officers and detectives were encircled around the scene and I could tell by their expressions they were at a loss of what happened. I approach one of the officers.

"Sir…" I said.

The officer turns around and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Eiri Yuki; I need to know what happened here."

"We're not allowed to release that information. Please move along." He continued to gaze among the scene.

I grabbed the officer's arm, "Tell me now what happened! Were there two people involved? Was a pink haired boy shot? Tell me!"

The officer looked shocked. "Please son, let me—"

A man stops the officer from speaking, "Yuu, let me handle this."

The officer walked away and I'm left alone with this old detective.

"What happened? I demand to know!"

The detective hesitated at first to tell me but eventually told me what happened.

"It was a murder-suicide. A young male shot another male, then shot himself."

"Who's that other male?" I anxiously await his response. I thought to myself, Please God don't let it bet that little Punk…please!

"His name was…."

A ringing of the doorbell rescues me from the horrid memory.

I hear shouting from outside my door to my house, "Eiri! Eiri! Please open up. I know you're not asleep!"

I open the door and Miyagi plops in. He lands in my arms. I gaze down upon him and embrace the boy. At this point, I can't help my desires—they're just too strong.

Miyagi's eyes are red from crying, "Eiri…please don't think badly of me!" he digs his head into my chest.

"What were you doing with that man?" I embrace Miyagi tighter in my arms.

"Men pay me to do things like that with them."

"You're a prostitute…!?"

"No! I don't have sex with these men…I mean I only let them get as far as with fingers and maybe oral sex….but I never actually gone all the way!" He stares at me intensely. "Please, believe me..."

"Shut up, Brat." I kiss him and lick the strawberry chapstick off his soft lips. "Just shut up…."
My sexual desires for this kid is too overwhelming. "Take that garish shirt off."

Miyagi blushes but he takes his tight orange shirt off and I nibble my way down his chest, I bite his nipples and I can feel his body trembling. I shut the door behind us and take him down to the floor. "I'll show you how to really touch a boy's body."

"Eiri…"

I dive in on Miyagi and kiss the boy roughly. "I won't go gentle." I said. He nods. I take his leather shorts off and stick my hand down his pink underwear, and began to stroke him. "Did you know," I look into his eyes, "…that if I do this, it gets bigger…"

"Ah!" he moans beautifully, "I-It feels good…"

I slide his underwear off and slide my fingers in him; he let out a gasp or two. "Eiri!" he bites his lower lip. I pulled down my sweats.

He gazes at my erection, "You don't wear underwear!?"

"Not with pajama pants." I snort.

Miyagi is staring at my crotch with huge eyes, "I-It's huge! Is that going inside of me….?"

I press against him, "Yeah, it is."

"Will it hurt Eiri?"

"I'll make it so it won't…." I kiss his ear lobe and nibble some more on his neck until I head down to his crotch area and sucked on him. He came and I use that as lubrication for myself.

I thrust into Miyagi and he moans from pain. "Eiri…..!"

I put my cum lubricated fingers into his mouth, "Suck it and taste it."He sucks on my fingers and licks the last bit of cum off my fingertips.

I move him so that he's sitting on me with his back pressed against my chest.

We last until the sun came up. He fell asleep on the floor next to me and I moved him to my bed.

I tucked him in and I fell asleep next to him.

When I woke up, he was gone….

Next in Lethal Affections

Ever since Yuki and Miyagi's sexual encounter, Miyagi has been visiting Yuki every weekend. As the weekends roll by, Yuki notices something is troubling Miyagi though he won't say what. After pressing the issue on Miyagi, the boy finally tells Yuki the disturbing truth.

Chapter Special!

The Daily Life of Miyagi Hinata

"Miyagi!" a man shouts. "Miyagi come here you fuck-up!"

I stand up from the chair and walk over to my boss. "What's up Donovan?"

"Miyagi, you have a costumer in room 3."

"Alright…" I feel disgusted at my job, but I have to do it in order to live. Money is low and this is the only fast way to earn money. Plus, it's all I'm good for anyways—I'm a lost boy in a grown man's world.

"He wants order 10."

I tremble in horror, "Order 10!?" At my workplace, there are 10 levels of 'orders' a man can buy. 1 being the least sexual, and 10 being the most sexual. So far I've only done levels up to 5, which include foreplay, masturbation, blowjobs, hand jobs, and fingering. So far I'm basically still a virgin in some ways….until that novelist, Eiri, made love to me.

"Do I have to fucking repeat myself!?"

"No…but Donovan, I haven't done any levels above a 5!" I clasp my hands together, "Please don't make me jump from a 5 to a 10…please Donovan! Choose someone else!"

"Shut up!" he snaps, "Men, take him to room 3."

Two men grab me by the arms and drag me to room 3. In the room awaits a man. This man has black raven hair, a scar on his right eye, and is glaring at me with dark demonic eyes.

"Mr. Aizawa, here is your order."

Aizawa? Where have I heard that name before? I know I heard of him somewhere! I just can't place it.

"Get in slut!" The man pushes me into the room and they immediately lock the door behind them.

The man with the familiar name looks me up and down with his eyes and he smirks, "Come here…" he whispered. He lights out his cigarette.

"O-Okay…" I bite my lips and climb over the bed. Donovan taught me how to do all the levels, but I never actually done them before, well at least not levels above a 5.

Supplies were laid out in a table beside the bed. He grabs a rope, and advances towards me with it. "Come here so I can tie you up."

"Ugh….okay." is this guy a fucking sicko or what!?

"But first…. Take off your ugly clothes."

I take my sparkling orange shirt off and then my purple leather shorts. My teal underwear is the last to be taken off.

"Mr. Aizawa…what are you going to do?"

He takes the rope and ties my hands up, "I'm gonna do a whole lot of shit to you….things you'll never forget."

I stare at him with frightened eyes. He smirks the whole time, Aizawa enjoyed the pain and misery he caused and wrecked upon my body. He tied my arms so tight they bruised; he restricted my cock until it throbbed with unbearable pain that caused tears; he stuck vibrators in and out of my body; he also sounded, not only himself, but on me as well.

The worst part was the sounding. I never experienced any pain like that in my life. Blood came out of my crotch after he took the metal rod. The metal rod had blood and cum trickling down itself. He licks it like a spoon.

"There….you like that? I knew you would like that you slut!" He kicks me off the bed and tells me to get the hell out of his sight. I can barely stand, the pain is so immense that I couldn't stop crying.

That night is the worst night I ever experienced. I go home with my whole body aching. I sit in the shower with hot water pouring down on my disgusting body.

I slip into my bed and cried.

"Eiri…" I hold a pillow to my chest, "…I need you…"

AN:

Sorry if my chapters are kinda quick and short. My apologies!!!! I have finals for school….