Written for iy_fanfiction contest "Bite" Prompt. Written in Miroku's POV.
When did it change for us?
It went from sweet, tender love to rough, frantic couplings. I need the feel of your flesh, sweet between my teeth. I relish the love bites that leave a bruised trail over the most sensitive areas of my body.
The hidden symbols of your love.
Would the others even begin to understand this need, this desire? It has consumed our souls and filled us with a dark passion. We have tried to hide it from the world, this dark desire but the sight of your flesh only makes me long to feel your soft firmness between my teeth. Hearing your moans of pain turn into those of pleasure as I caress your tender peaks with my teeth only heighten my lust for you. I can never get enough.
I know you use me to satisfy your ravenous need. You fight no more hence your need for release. I come to treasure those moments, to be the tool of your liberation. I lay on the edge of arduous discharge as you assail me with your teeth. There is so much sweet, sweet pain, so forbidden yet when it comes from you, my love, so exquisite. I will be whatever you need me to be.
They would not understand. Those that love us would think of us as sick, twisted even. They would whisper we've spent too much time in the clutches of evil and now we have fallen over the edge of sanity. If they could only feel the flame that burns with every bite, a flame that can only be extinguished by the gratifying affliction we apply to each other. And like a moth to the flame, I will fly, to be consumed by the inferno, until I am no more that a spark. I know the time will come when spark will flicker and burn with renewed vigor and consume us again and again.