Decided to write this after stumbling along the song Everything Black by Unlike Pluto. Instantly became my inspiration. This is a one shot for now, but I might make it into a multi-chapter depending. Anyway, enjoy the smut!
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Everything hurts. All of the time. No matter how hard I try to ignore it. The constant pain is overwhelming, burning fire with the darkness that is me, Vanitas. I am darkness. In physical form. That's all I ever have known of myself. My very existence is a constant black hole. And then there's Ventus. Just looking at him makes my skin crawl.
Light burns. It's bright, almost too bright. He's light and I'm dark. Together, we become whole. I can't accept that though. If darkness hurts this badly, I can only imagine how light must feel. But Ventus looks happy. He looks as if he enjoys the life that he lives. Always smiling and laughing. He has friends. Friends. The very thought makes me shudder. I have my unversed and that's plenty enough for me. Trust me.
That's not entirely true. At one point I had Xehenort. That is, before the old man got himself killed. Not going to lie, after his death I felt a weight lift off of me. I felt, in a sense, free, but at the same time trapped. Stuck in the darkness, where I guess I belonged anyway. The pain was now almost numbing with how often it courses through my bones.
I'm sick and angry. Why does Ventus get to be so carefree while I continue to suffer? He gets to live a life free of worry and pain. Before I can even stop myself, I open a dark corridor and land in the Land of Departure.
I watch from the dark, blending in with ease, as Ventus and his friends stare up at the stars. The stars. Though, I don't want to admit it, I found them fascinating. The sparkle they gave off among the dark sky was interesting.
My thoughts are torn away from the sudden movement of Aqua and Terra standing up. I could barely hear it, but they said goodnight to Ventus before leaving to go inside. Ventus didn't budge, he continued to lay there, looking peaceful. His eyes were now closed. Was he sleeping? Who just sleeps out in the open where they could be attacked at any time?
I step out of the dark where I had stood watching and look over to make sure that Terra and Aqua weren't going to be coming back out. Making my way over to that stupid blonde, his eyes are still closed, and his breathing looks even. Yeah, he fell asleep. What a loser.
I kneel down before him, studying that stupid, familiar face. It reflects in my mask that I wear. He looks so damn comfortable. Too comfortable. Without much thought, I reach out and wrap my hand around his throat and squeeze. Not enough to completely block his airflow but enough to make his eyes shoot open, staring up at me with wide eyes. It was a mixture of confusion and fear. Much better than that normal happy look he gives off.
Ventus' hands reach up to grip my gloved hand, trying to rip my fingers off. I lighten it with a small chuckle and put my free hand up to shush him so he wouldn't scream. "We got to be quiet now, Venty-Wenty." I purr before grabbing him by the front of his shirt. I open another dark portal and pull both of us through to my home, the Keyblade Graveyard. We land near a large cliff, and he flops over onto the ground before scurrying to his feet and summoning his Keyblade.
I laugh. I can't help it, the way he tries to look so brave is hilarious. "Vanitas." The way Ventus says my name stirs something in me. Whether it's anger or something else, I don't know. "What are you doing? Why did you bring me here?"
"So many questions, Ven. You're too curious for your own good." I snarled, summoning my own keyblade and aiming it towards his stupid face. "Maybe I should shut you up for good."
"Aqua and Terra will find me. They'll wonder where I am soon." It sounded almost as if he was trying to threaten me. I threw my head back in another cackle. This was too good. THIS is what made me feel alive. Without my ability to wait any longer, I flung towards Ventus, the sound of our Keyblades colliding was music to my ears. I flung my keyblade back, going for another hard swing that Ventus managed to block, but barely.
It continued like that, him blocking but barely, I could feel his legs shaking, begging to give out from underneath him at the sheer force of my strength. "Give in!" I growled, feeling manic, swinging low, making Ventus finally lose his balance. He was on his knees before me, my keyblade pointed at his throat. A very fitting image.
The face he made out of fear mixed with another unknown emotion made an unfamiliar feeling flow through me. It felt like power, but more, making my own legs feel weak. I hated this feeling. It was foreign. I could feel the unversed bubbling off of me, begging to be released.
"Why are you looking at me?!" I screamed, throwing my keyblade to the side and balling my fists angrily. That was the other emotion I wasn't able to place on Ventus' face. It was pity. He fucking pitied me. "Stop it!" I threw my fist down, punching him square in jaw, sending him back a few feet.
Ventus rolled over on the ground, slowly sitting himself up and wiping away blood from his mouth with the back of hand. That was already much better than the look he had given me before. "Get on your feet!" I commanded loudly. "Summon your keyblade, Ventus!" It was rare that I used his full name, it felt like poison on my tongue.
His keyblade summoned in his hand as he staggered onto his feet. "What? Already feeling tired? That's no fun." I fake pouted, as my keyblade came back into my hand. I charged at the blonde before he even had a chance to fix his stance. His blue eyes were wide as he went to attack right back out of reflex. I quickly disappeared with speed, coming up right behind him, kicking him hard in the back to the ground. "To slow!"
Landing gracefully on my feet, I stared down at the body laying beneath me. He didn't even bother to get up, just rolled to his side almost in fetal position. His blue eyes opened and looked up at me. "You're such a coward." He grumbled. Ventus calling ME a coward?! HA!
"How so, Venty-Wenty? How am I the coward here?" That was hilarious.
"You can't even bother to show your face. Always hiding...behind a mask." Ventus was grunting as he slowly sat himself up, casting a small cure spell over his body. I didn't even bother to stop him. It was useless, anyway. I'll just knock him down again. "Why are you so afraid of the light?"
"Afraid?! I'm not afraid of anything, loser." I responded, more confidently than I felt. He wasn't wrong, I did have a slight fear of the...never mind. The light was futile. Darkness was the only thing I've ever known.
I was broken out of my thoughts by Ventus reaching up to grab at my mask. I instinctively grabbed his wrist, gripping harder than I had intended to, causing the blonde to gasp. "You want to know fear? Real fear? I'll show you real fear." I growled, using my free hand to rip my mask off my face, tossing it aside like it was a useless piece of scrap.
There was that feeling again. What the fuck was wrong with this feeling in me?! I couldn't describe it. It felt hot in my stomach. "Get on your knees." I don't know why I demanded that, but I did. Ventus just stared at me, his blue eyes searching my face. I could feel heat reach my face. From anger or something else, I don't know. "NOW!"
With that, he flipped to his knees below me, looking like a lost puppy. It was almost...adorable. "Fuck..." I had heard about this before...this feeling. I know what it is now...
I bent down to Ventus, shoving my mouth roughly to his, biting his bottom lip enough to draw blood. I heard a muffled scream of shock and possibly pain as he tried to push back, but I gripped his shoulders, forcing him to stay put. The taste of blood was sweet, nothing like the darkness that I had always felt inside of me. I sucked on his bottom lip as if to get every last drop of the blood that seeped out. Some dribbled down his chin and I used my sharp tongue to lick it away, emitting a small moan from the blonde. Well, that was a new sound. It made something turn in my stomach and I felt something grow inside of me. Something I was not used to.
I stopped kissing him and glanced down. Fuck. My dick was hard. Well, this was also new. An idea came across my mind and I smirked at the blonde who continued to study me, his face looking much more flush than usual. I stood up slowly, my dark suit fading away as I willed it to retract, leaving me nude in front of Ventus. His eyes ran over my naked body, and I admit, it made me uncomfortable, but I wouldn't show that, especially not to HIM.
"What..." He started, his eyes staring directly into mine.
"See something you like?" I mused, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Did Xehanort do that to you?" Was all he asked, and it took me a moment to realize he was talking about the scars that littered my torso and arms. There was a huge lightning scar that trailed down from my left shoulder blade to my right hip. That pissed me off.
"You have no right to question anything!" I snapped angrily, glaring daggers at the blonde. It made him jump slightly and he looked apologetic on that angelic-like face of his. I hate that face. It reminded me too much of OUR past. I wanted him to shut up.
"Suck." I grunted, ignoring the heat the rose to my face at the demand I gave. He looked up at me questionably, tilting his head to one side. "Did I stutter? Suck...my dick." I looked away, unable to keep eye contact much longer without feeling embarrassment. It wasn't something I was used to, obviously, but I wanted him to pay for making me feel this way.
"Vani..." His voice was merely a whisper and I wanted to yell at him for calling me that, but before I could do that, I felt warmth pool around my groin. My eyes widened as I looked back, staring down at the blonde hair of Ventus. I could just barely see his eyes and they were closed as he inserted me into his mouth.
It was a feeling I had never experienced before. More of a tingling sensation as I felt his tongue swipe along the head of my penis, before running down the side almost teasingly. "F-Fuck." I breathed, bringing a hand down to grip his soft blonde locks. Ventus opened one eye, making eye contact down at me and it sent chills down my spine. I'm supposed to be in control. Not him. He shouldn't be able to control me like this.
I growled and pulled away from him before pushing him onto the hard ground, clawing at his shorts, ripping them in the process as I pulled them down.
"V-Vani..." He gasped and I glared up from my position.
"Don't call me that." I hissed as I carelessly tossed his ripped shorts to the side. Bringing my focus back down to his boxer briefs, I couldn't help but laugh at the baby blue color that they were. "That's cute." I ripped them down the side, not caring that they were completely torn. Ventus shuddered as my fingers grazed his skin. This was more like it. I should be the one making him shiver and writhe. Not the other way around.
I didn't even take a second to look over his body as I took him in my mouth, a little too quickly and it made me gag after accidently bumping the back of my throat with his penis. He gasped loudly, which made me recover quickly, getting into a motion that was more comfortable. I slid my tongue over his head the way he did me, hearing a soft moan. I want him to be louder. I want him to scream and beg. I gripped his inner thigh, digging my ragged nails into the soft flesh and drawing blood, making him hiss.
It was satisfying but not what I wanted. I wanted more. I wanted to hear him scream and plead for more. To be at my mercy. I reached for Ventus' balls with the hand that had gripped his thigh earlier and rubbed them gently, almost teasingly, before squeezing and making him yelp. Better. But not quite what I wanted.
"V-Vanitas!" He shouted as he squirmed beneath me. I loosened my grip on his balls, massaging them lightly as I worked my mouth over him. Drool started to pool from my mouth, and I pulled away to use it to coat my fingers heavily. An idea came across my mind and I grinned darkly, putting my mouth back on Ventus' dick as I quickly shoved a finger all the way into his ass. He let out a sharp hiss and scream, arching his back. THAT was what I wanted. Perfect.
He clenched around my finger, and I kept it still, feeling the tightness surrounding me. Once it seemed he had calmed down a little, I continued giving pleasure with my mouth, bobbing up and down, while my finger followed my motions, moving in and out of him, coming to where it was almost out of his entrance before shoving back in. Each time I thrusted my finger in, he would grunt or let out a sharp gasp. I wasn't going to give him much time to adjust before I shoved another spit coated finger inside, hearing another scream that made my dick throb excitedly. This time I didn't wait for him to adjust as I moved them both in and out fast, working my mouth to match the speed.
"I... I'm...close..." Ventus groaned out. I wasn't ready for him to be done yet so I removed my mouth off of him instantly, earning a whimper from the blonde. Closing my eyes, a flood Unversed leaked out from my shoulder, with Ventus watching in awe at how it came to be. The Unversed twitched and looked at Ventus with it's beady eyes before silently listening to the command I gave it and wrapped a tendril around the base of Ventus' cock and squeezing, keeping him from finishing. Ventus writhed again, this time out of being uncomfortable from the hold the flood had on him.
Three fingers were now pushed into the pretty boy's ass. I was grinning, watching with amusement as he panted, his eyes shut tightly, arching his back. I could tell I reached a sweet spot when I felt a bundle of nerves and Ventus had moaned loudly, his hands gripping on the gravel as if trying to find something to hold onto.
"Oh, you like that Venty-Wenty?" I licked my lips and pushed again into the bundle, resulting in another desperate moan. With that, I pushed in and out, hitting that spot each time with my fingers.
"I... I want to come, Vani...Please..." He pleaded, and I decided to be a generous soul and ignore the fact that he had called me 'Vani' again. Instead, I took my fingers out of him completely and coated my dick with my own spit, pumping furiously as I watched Ventus pant and moan. I could see a couple stray tears roll down his cheeks and they looked absolutely delicious.
Making sure the flood still had a tight grip on the base of his cock, like a makeshift cock ring, I lifted his legs and positioned myself. I kept my dick at his entrance just barely touching him. "Beg for me, Ventus." I growled teasingly.
His eyes opened slightly staring up at me hungrily. "P-Please, Vani..." He whimpered, which I felt was too weak. Rolling my eyes, I pushed into him hard. He groaned and cried out again, and I almost came just from feeling his warmth around me, clenching and tightening around my shaft. The feeling had been better than anything I had ever experienced. Better than the taste of his blood.
Taking deep breaths, I slowly started pushing in further before almost completely pulling out before pushing in again, building up a steady pace into the blonde underneath me. Damn, it felt so fucking good. I gripped his legs hard, digging my nails roughly into him as I started to pick up the pace faster, thrusting in and out hard. Once hitting that spot, I didn't stop, hitting it over and over again. Ventus cried and moaned.
"Beg if you want release, Venty!" I screamed with glee as I fucked his asshole hard and rough.
"Please, Vani! Please let me come!" He moaned out and that was enough to send me about over the edge with how desperate he sounded. At that, the Unversed let go and Ventus came all over his stomach with a loud groan, throwing his head back. I did one final push, releasing inside of him, biting my bottom lip until blood ran down my chin.
"Fuck..." I grunted, riding out my release inside of Ventus. I was breathing hard, and I could tell with the way Ventus was panting, that he was just as exhausted. Pulling out, I collapsed beside him roughly, numb to the rocks that dug into my back from the ground. Sweat trickled down the side of my face as I stared up into the empty sky. I had no energy to even look at the boy next to me and I was sure he felt the same.
"Vanitas..." Ventus' voice broke me out of my daze, and I lazily glanced at him out of the corner of my eye.
"What?" I snapped harshly. Why couldn't he just be quiet for once.
"That...was nice." He had a soft smile on his face, his cheeks still heavily flush, strands of blonde hair sticking to the sides of his face from sweat and tears.
"Don't get used to it." I grumbled, closing my eyes, feeling sleep starting to take over. Although I said that, I wasn't sure I necessarily meant it, and that scared me more than darkness and light themselves.