K: Um, I have no idea where this came from. I was in a particularly dark
mood when I wrote it. Whose point of view is it? That's my secret.lol. This
story is like a complete opposite of my normal fluffy and happy fics. I
hope you ..ummmm enjoy?
Disclaimer: K doesn't own Yugioh.
Warning: This fic contains blood, blood, and more blood. There are insinuations and mentioning of torture and death.
~Crimson Nectar~
Crimson nectar, delicious, so sweet and tangy. How I enjoy it. The coppery smell the bright red that it makes even the brightest cardinal weep in its wake. Upsetting to some, gross, to others, and for the special few, it's invigorating.
Crimson nectar so much that it appears black, dripping out of pearly white skin, or pale and cold skin. Flowing off and onto the ground creating red puddle. It's perfect to bask in, the glow of the pain it causes to harvest such a wonder.
Silver blades pressed against shivering goosebump-covered flesh. A little pressure and beads of the ruby goodness gather in shining droplets, like dew on the grass. So little, so precious. MORE, there must be more. The harder I press the more I get. Cascading waterfalls of the crimson nectar.
My victim cries out, screams in pain, and they scream out my name. They gasp when I push deeper yearning for more. When they faint or become unconscious I leave them. They are no longer any use to me.
They hate me and I hate them. It's a draw, is it not? So many ways, so many methods to use to cause pain, to draw blood. They rage at me, they weep, they beg, the weak ones do anyway. The strong ones pretend it doesn't hurt, they pretend, my happiness in their pain is not any concern to them.
The blood tastes most sweet when combined with the perspiration of pain, the depression of a broken soul. When my objects, yes they are my objects, break, they give up, that's when the blood comes most sweetly. That takes out the fun though.
How can I expect to have fun if they die out so soon? The blood lust is something I cannot control, there is always a yearning. Always.
K: 0_0 Where the hell did this come from? I have no idea. If people like this there will probably be another chapter or two.
Yami K: Trivia: Whose point of view do you think it is?
K: Any comments, suggestions, and questions are welcome.
Disclaimer: K doesn't own Yugioh.
Warning: This fic contains blood, blood, and more blood. There are insinuations and mentioning of torture and death.
~Crimson Nectar~
Crimson nectar, delicious, so sweet and tangy. How I enjoy it. The coppery smell the bright red that it makes even the brightest cardinal weep in its wake. Upsetting to some, gross, to others, and for the special few, it's invigorating.
Crimson nectar so much that it appears black, dripping out of pearly white skin, or pale and cold skin. Flowing off and onto the ground creating red puddle. It's perfect to bask in, the glow of the pain it causes to harvest such a wonder.
Silver blades pressed against shivering goosebump-covered flesh. A little pressure and beads of the ruby goodness gather in shining droplets, like dew on the grass. So little, so precious. MORE, there must be more. The harder I press the more I get. Cascading waterfalls of the crimson nectar.
My victim cries out, screams in pain, and they scream out my name. They gasp when I push deeper yearning for more. When they faint or become unconscious I leave them. They are no longer any use to me.
They hate me and I hate them. It's a draw, is it not? So many ways, so many methods to use to cause pain, to draw blood. They rage at me, they weep, they beg, the weak ones do anyway. The strong ones pretend it doesn't hurt, they pretend, my happiness in their pain is not any concern to them.
The blood tastes most sweet when combined with the perspiration of pain, the depression of a broken soul. When my objects, yes they are my objects, break, they give up, that's when the blood comes most sweetly. That takes out the fun though.
How can I expect to have fun if they die out so soon? The blood lust is something I cannot control, there is always a yearning. Always.
K: 0_0 Where the hell did this come from? I have no idea. If people like this there will probably be another chapter or two.
Yami K: Trivia: Whose point of view do you think it is?
K: Any comments, suggestions, and questions are welcome.