Spoilt Dreams
#4 – Worship Me.
Another night, another dream. Tsuzuki had cheered up now, and his appetite had returned that day, much to Hisoka's horror. Even more to Hisoka's horror was the theme of this new dream world fantasy that Tsuzuki's subconscious had thought up:
"More sake, my Lord?"
"Chocolate cake?"
"The young sacrifice you asked for has arrived, my Lord!"
"Only fifteen plates full? You mustn't go out with such an empty stomach, my Lord!"
The marble throne had returned, but this time, Tsuzuki was more than just 'Lord Asato'. He was a God.
Hisoka was left lying before him, his hands and feet bound together, his clothes torn, unbuttoned.
'This is getting seriously 'echi',' Hisoka thought.
Tsuzuki stood and bent over to stroke Hisoka's cheek with one index finger.
"This'll be fun. Leave me be with him." He spoke confidently, and smirked. Hisoka never liked when Tsuzuki smirked, it was like he was possessed by a demon, perhaps his own.
Suddenly Hisoka opened his eyes to see Tsuzuki's smiling, sleeping face. There was a hand. Touching him. On his bare skin. On his stomach.
"TSUZUKI!"
Tsuzuki was a pain to sleep with.
Author's Notes
Short and sweet. And a bit naughty. XP
Hope you had fun. :0