》》WORLD SO COLD《《 [Asakura-Sama feat. Saga]

[Saga]

From place to place, from meeting to another meeting, Cenq barely kept his cool under the pressure of the rainy weather. His slit pupils were proof of how worsened his condition was. Loosened his necktie, the snake squeezed his jaw as a drop of unbearable and painful sweat slid down his neck. The rain washed it away as his hair got so out of perfect order. However,he looked good with his long hair wet. Even though the pure-blooded heir of Hebi-ya, he hit his limit. The clan had only one single weakness and it was during rainy days; their body temperature would drop dangerously low. Some believed it was life-threatening. Sharp breaths escaped him as he leaned against an outside wall, in front of a big residence. His slit pupils averted to side, checking the family name written on the elegant and stylish name-board. He chuckled weakly, it was just like him. Elegant, beautiful and same time fragile. Despite being from a fearsome clan, Tora-ya, Shinia could cry in such a sweet voice. Cycy closed his eyes, recalling the heat from the last night. Was it because he longed for him, or it was due to his condition that he felt like sucking heat from some memories? He knew what he did wasn't right, however he crossed the line the moment he pushed him down. Needless to mention he had his identity known now. How much worse it could get?

 

The snake male felt his chest tightened, his condition getting worsened each next minute. The beautiful silver-blueish snake scales started crawling up his chest from his tattoo up to his neck's side. As he parted lips to take some unstable and sharp amount of air, his fangs brushed lightly the corner of lips. Ah, how he hated it. He lowered his head down as his shoulders relaxed, or rather had no strength. Probably the only desire that kept him awake was to see the tiger. He craved for that fragrance and heat. So hungry he was. Hungry for him. The long hair covered the front of his beautiful face that was slowly started to get the beautiful tattooed scales showing. He looked like a divine, however he saw it nothing more than a trouble. In fact, he saw all his existence like troublesome. A reason why he hid his identity; wanted to prove he could well without the protection of his clan. He wanted to bite at his own blood, poisoning not only his origin but also his own heart.

- ...Serves me..right, huh.. - a weak mumble came out of lips.

 

The night was getting just started, but each droplet of rain punished him too much. He felt like the minutes were ages and hours were epochs. How long he had to wait for that cat? And of all willing chicks to be beside him, be it for money or for his beauty...he had to pick a cat. He knew it well, but damned should he be, if he couldn't tame such a kitty. However, rather than taming he felt like being in a need. A drop fell off the edge of his perfectly formed chin, body temperature to its dangerous level - it was a time to test how far he could go for just a rival. Was it actually a rival...?

[Asakura-Sama]

Felt satisfied with the books he just got from the library, he happily patted his massager sling bag, full of books he just borrowed, and for some unknown reason he included the book that teaches people to curse someone, but it’s not as if he would actually curse someone…., maybe….

Thoughts like that circle around in his head while he tightly grip on the umbrella on his left hand, but in that rain, he thought that his eyes is mistaking a figure, but he caught a glimpse on a man leaning in front of his house, so it was not a mistake.

 

 

At first he thought, it’s just a random stranger who is staggering and drunk, but as he got closer to his gate a unbelievable sight made him into a halt.

--did I just hear something click from me-- he thought of that whose practically annoyed, he smelled trouble from this so he turn back around to go somewhere and ignore the unwanted visitor of his

As he walk away, something deep inside started to bother him though.

--hmm… that damn snake… somethings wrong….-- he stop for a moment to think “don’t tell me” he look at the sky, the weather is practically crying out in agony, and the rain drops is getting heavier.

 

“……..” he clicked his tongue and grip on the umbrella’s handle tighter, then went back to the man in front of his residents, then he look over him and hover the umbrella on top of him

Yamato practically rushed over to the snake since something is up “hey! What are you doing here?!” he tried to grab the man because his not responding, but a chill run down in him, the other’s skin was cold as ice.

“! Are you an idiot your kind shouldn’t stay out in weather like this!” he doesn’t have a choice is he?, of course he doesn’t, this damn snake is going to die here if he don’t do something, he thought to himself.

“temperature…..” he mumbles “let’s go inside” while hesitating Yamato ask his robotic assistant to open up the gate, then he lead the man inside of his living room, with a Japanese touch in it, then he immediately brought a heater and turned it on beside the snake, and the robotic machine brought two set of tea and a clean towel, just as what Yamato ask, then it immediately gone outside of the room, leaving them both alone in there.

 

“……” Yamato was sitting on the floor in front of the table, opposite side of where the other man is, Yamato was keeping the distance, while he pick up the tea and drank it, the room was quite while he drank the tea, how awkward he thought to himself, so he just decided to speak

“don’t get me wrong, I don’t care if you wanted to die or whatsoever, but just don’t die in front of my house, I don’t want a corpse trashing in my estate after all” his tone was harsh but he need to clear it out, before some misunderstanding builds up, and with that he looked at the snake under his glasses, while still sipping tea from his cup.

 

“After you’re done readjusting your temperature please take your leave” he put down the tea cup onto the small table and stood up, he ignored the snake with the heater to take his leave back into his room, he wanted to rest, and of course to get away from this idiotic man he thought to himself.

 

 

[Saga]

As soon as he got helped inside the house, Cenq felt the sensation of neither hard or soft surface beneath his back. Did he lie down by himself or abruptly fainted? He had no idea, but still was conscious. Probably his body had to feel the ground. The room's floor was covered in tatami, it kept the dirt and coldness away; so comfortable it felt. After a few the tea was brought, as well a towel. The snake could barely keep his eyes open so he slid them close. It wasn't the guilt that kept him silent, he just couldn't think properly. Couldn't even use his senses properly. It seemed that Yamato said something, but he couldn't hear him well. The only thing in importance right now was how to raise his body temperature.

 

And then it was even more silent. The room was empty after Shinia left, Yong knew very well that he had to keep his composure but never would he imagine the rain felt so bad. He knew about his weakness, but never exposed himself to rain before. Even when he was a child the household of Hebi-ya made sure the heir would stay in warm place whenever it rained.

 

The snake slowly sat up, the hair too messy and still dripping wet. There was only one sense that wasn't numb yet - his sense of smell. Yong could tell where Yamato went to. The uncomfortable feeling of coldness couldn't leave him, he had to sink himself in warmth. And he knew such a warmth, in fact, he loved it. The male got up, letting his top clothe drop, so to have only his not so wet shirt left. Although he felt weak, the desire kept him up. Cenq followed where the fragrance of the tiger would take him.

[Asakura-Sama]

With a sigh he closed the door behind him, then he let his shoulders slump and relax for a while, when he abruptly noticed that his shirt was a bit soaked, it might have been that time when he help the snake go inside his house,

Ah… yes he let a strange stranger let inside his house without thinking, well he could kick him out immediately, but he sure doesn’t want to make the other sprout nonsense about his clan members as being so heartless, and do that to a man that is in brink of dying.

 

He tug on his shirt a bit then took his glasses off, they might look as if for show but he really do have an eyesight problem, not that it affects his daily routine though. He opened his closet with sliding doors and started rummaging for clothes, while tugging on his drench shirt, but the most clothes that he had is mostly yukatas, his more comfortable in those traditional wear anyway.

 

After he found a yukata that he felt wearing today, he took of his drenched clothes and slides the yellowish yukata with some other fading stripy designs on the very bottom part of it slowly, wrapping his body with the its soft silk and with that he felt a sense of a homey feeling to it.

Anyway he drag his drench clothes in the corner of his room, and went back to his small study table beside the bed, the bed was a normal one though, he have to admit as much as he wanted traditional things, he wanted a very comfortable and soft bed to rest on, every time he comes home tired from work, that is why he requested this himself, to have this high quality custom bed, a weird combination if anyone might ask.

 

He sat slowly onto the floor and rested himself in the corner of his small table, where all books and other things are compiled, and on his front side is the books he just took from the library earlier,

He shifted his gaze to his side though, where all of the so called unread books are top the other after another, and some of it have a piece of paper stuck into it, it’s a bookmark to make sure he doesn’t lost the last page he left off.

 

He leans in a bit forward and slides his pointer finger to the books side, until he came into a halt, to a thick book titled ‘how to train your dog’

“……” he stare at it for a while “why does dogs hate me.. is it because I’m a tiger…? Well not to mention I always attract weirdos, at least I want to magnetize the things I like…” he tried to think about it for a while when the windows started to make harsh noises.

 

He shifted his eyes to the windows, which caught his attention for a while,

“The rain is getting heavier…. This time…..” he closed his mouth and looked at his table, looking upset about it, because of the fact that he couldn’t send that damn idiotic snake away earlier, and it might also stay like this for an hour or so, he couldn’t even leave and go back into his office to get some materials he needed and stay there for while until the snake left, so he just grabbed a book to his liking dejectedly and started killing time like that.

 

[Saga]

Dry lips. ..His vision blurry. ..Mind blank. Cenq was completely out of it. Nothing made sense, nor he felt anything. Numb and completely sunk in needs, desires, urges. He reached his hand up,traveling across his chest, to reach for the back of his neck. He felt like he was burning from inside. A heated pant came out naturally from his lips. The snake made his way up to Yamato's room, standing tall before the door. He rested his forehead gently against it, sliding eyes close.

 

It was painful to bear it. The squeeze of jaw gave away his impatience; he wanted that male so badly. And pretty sure it was, he wouldn't let go of him until morning. Cenq left his arm relax down, swallowing hard as eyes opened to let a few heavy breathes out.

 

- Shi..nia.. - stuttered name by his low and deep voice. He was like a lost man with his urges for warmth. And that frustrating fragrance was filled around the place, up to being unbearable. Yong eased his gaze, grin spread across lips; he was up to the most twisted thing. The male pulled a bit away from the door, to rest one palm against it's side as for the other - it reached down his pants. If it meant to get the tiger's attention - he would do it. He would plainly masturbate before the male's door, just to get the attention and tease the other to the point of being flustered. Tongue traced against his own bottom lip, in his mind already holding Yamato in his embrace; corrupting everything he could - he would.

[Asakura-Sama]

--Minutes had been ticking away from his clock, the sound of a ranging storm wouldn’t stop, and he let a strange stranger entered his territory on the spot, his a bit worried because he couldn’t tell when will the other party will snap, even so he let him in without even thinking about the consequences that may occur.--

 

“huh?” he keeps reading the same paragraph in the book, he read it again to make sure, but yeah his eyes was not deceiving him, but he couldn’t help it, to think that the book was too familiar, too much, is the familiarity in fact, is the book mocking him or something?.

“gezz…The character in that story is so stupid…..” now he felt that he said that to himself.

He placed the book on the table in front of him still annoyed by it, but it might just be a coincidence, but even if it’s just a coincidence, it’s as if the story he was reading was hitting on something, or more likely describing his current situation by chance.

 

Is the world hinting on something, that his currently in a dangerous position?, he thought to himself, but thinking about it would only stress him out even more

“I guess I need something to calm my nerves..” convinced by his own suggestion, he place both of his hand in the table, using it as support to lift himself, so that he could stand up properly.

A sigh escape from his lips, as he dusted off his yukata, after that he went to the door to get down to his kitchen and get something, but as soon he opened his door he became dumb founded and just opened his eyes wide, for a second there he was under the state of shock, and without thinking he shut the door close immediately

“……..”

 

--he was just… isn’t he?....-- he thought to himself while still standing at the door, has he been doing that for a while now?, why didn’t he noticed it?, questions was popping In his head , as he keep still,

Standing there dumb founded in front of the door.

--wait is this the warning of the world earlier?-- he turned around and looked at his book still opened in that page on top of his table, anyway most probably he didn’t heard the other coming because the rain was continuously making harsh noises on his room window, besides it’s weird enough that the other was doing that kind of thing inside his house

--wait wait what what? Huh? What? His doing ‘that’ inside my house….-- he blink his eyes three to two times, while still in a state of panic.

 

But it’s not the right time to think about trivial things, he opened the door a little and tried to look somewhere else, while his boiling mad, but mostly in a awkward moment, he doesn’t even know what face his making as of the moment.

“You! You embezzle w-what!? What are you doing inside my house!?, more or else what are you doing in front of my own door!?” he said that while still grabbing tight onto his door, maybe he felt that the door was a good shield to have, right about now, but what is he shielding exactly?, but one thing he knew, his completely disturbed.

 

[Saga]

He held his short breaths deep in throat, speeding the race of heartbeat even more; the sensation of being breathless gave him pleasure. The wet hair brushed against his tensed jaw line, but the heat reached to a level where he felt the coldness not. A sharp exhale broke through his lips, his eyes took the glowing shade of gold as pupils went slit. Ah, the fragrance coming from the room drove him crazy.

 

His thumb brushed against the glans as head tilted to side; fingertips of his guiding hand dag into the wood of the door's side. The closer the tiger got, the messier Yong's mind became. As soon as the door got opened, Cenq shifted his eyes in a sharp gaze, hungry one. It wasn't surprising to get such a reaction off Shinia; but still Yong felt really mocked on. However, the smirk on his lips stretched even if the door was slammed in his face.

 

The snake male moved his hand off the angered cock of his, letting the wet shirt cover his impatience. The reach of slightly wet from pre-cum hand got close to his bottom lip, where the palm met Yong's hot tongue.

-..How mean.. - he mocked on, not composed enough to wait for the other to adjust to the thought that the thing what happened last night would repeat.

 

Then the door creaked open again,

“You! You embezzle w-what!? What are you doing inside my house!?"

 

So the tiger scolded by securing himself behind the door. It was like both, curious kitty but yet scared. Yong kept his gaze sharp, but not affected by the cold words thrown his way. As his lips were relaxed in indifferent expression, his hand still before lips, Cenq averted his gaze to side.

 

"More or else what are you doing in front of my own door!?”

 

It was ticking him off. Wasn't it obvious for the other? Wasn't it obvious that Yong wasn't only after the body; if it was the case, he'd never care to come so far and check how was the other, exactly in a rainy night, after the brutal way Yong treated him last night. Even so, seemed the tiger didn't even realize his body was even washed by Cenq.

The snake parted his lips silently,

- ..So annoying.. - a second later the slit pupils of his poisonous snake gaze darted at Shinia's direction, pulling the other by the yukata's collar to crash his lips against his. Even if the other was to hit, or to bite..,even if to kick - nothing could actually tackle the snake when it was in close contact with its prey. Claws couldn't be used once muscles couldn't react.

 

Yong forced the tiger's arms together, slamming the body of the other against the door's side; his teeth scraped abruptly against Yamato's lips, breaking the silky flesh. His gaze seemed to soar somewhere far, thus it looked so cold at glance. But truth was, Yong just wanted to imagine he already had the heart of the tiger. If it was a lie, let him sink in it. He couldn't care less. Strangely enough though, the angry feeling combined with his heat were poisonous even for the snake. He clenched his jaw line, as threw the other into the room. The sight of the beautiful yukata spread open when the other would fall, hell he'd love to see that.

 

- I thought you miss me, Yamato. You shouldn't treat your superiors this way, you know?

[Asakura-Sama]

He didn’t get any proper answers from the questions he blatantly clashed on the other, it might have even annoyed it for all he know, and that only proves further when the snake in front of him suddenly pulled him by the collar of his yukata, it was a sudden notion, so counter for that move was not made present to Yamato, instead he instinctly grasp onto the door, clawing it with his fingers, not that it helped though.

 

“nnh!”

 

While still shocked by the sudden stir of events another certain contact made him grimaced, he grabbed onto the other’s shirt that’s still soaked up from the rain, with his other hand, that’s not holding onto the door.

He tried to pulled the snake away, tugging onto its shirt repeatedly with the strength he has, but with this ineffective efforts he used his other free hand to pushed the snake away, and break himself from the kiss forced on him, he also tried to turn his head to the side, but he just couldn’t get him off, Isn’t the snake weak and like a fragile glass he was earlier? He thought to himself, when suddenly his pushing hands was grabbed altogether then he was slammed onto the door, he furrowed his eyebrows and shut his eyes, when a slight pain traveled through his back, when he came in contact with the door’s side.

 

“ngh! Nh.. ngh..fu-ouch…” he tasted a slight flavor of blood in his mouth, creating another uncomfortable feelings within him, did he get a wound on his lips, because it’s stinging a bit

“pwuah ha! Ha.. what are- ah“ before he could ask again, he was just thrown off back into the room violently, making him stumble onto the floor, he tried to hold onto something, but his palms just slides off into the desk full of papers, scrambling some of the documents into the floor.

 

“ugh…” he hold onto the table with his other hand and with the other, he check his scraped lips, tapping it with his thumb

 

“I thought you miss me, Yamato. You shouldn't treat your superiors this way, you know?” [/Quote]

 

That statement made Yamato tick off, so he raised his voice while he turned his head back to the other impatiently as he struck on words to the other after another

“What are saying to hell with that! Do you know what you are doing? I’am Yamato Shinia the heir of the Tora-ya clan! Don’t belittle me you bastard… I work hard for what I aim for, unlike you who keep on hiding inside a hole taking it easy, every single hellish day could count, what are you afraid of, the sun, rain, humans? as if, I think your just trying to escape something are you?,….... Ah.” Yamato stopped and looked at the man before him, he burst out something so insensitive to talk about, a slight guilt strike before him, but a thought in mind saying it’s not his fault anyway so why would he care about such things is roaming inside his head, he didn’t started it anyway, he thought to himself silently.

 

[Saga]

“What are saying to hell with that! Do you know what you are doing? I’am Yamato Shinia the heir of the Tora-ya clan! Don’t belittle me you bastard… I work hard for what I aim for, unlike you who keep on hiding inside a hole taking it easy, every single hellish day could count, what are you afraid of, the sun, rain, humans? as if, I think your just trying to escape something are you?,….... Ah.”

 

To some point it was true, to other though it was more of an incorrect insult. But Shinia needed not to know about Yong's past, right? If that was how he judged the man, probably that was how he truly felt about Cenq. The snake had his chin lowered, listening to every each stabbing word. Darkness has befallen his face, his eyes covered by the black silk of hair, one to wonder what face he was making right now.

 

A sudden click of tongue broke the brief silence.

 

- You might be right. And as you are such a hard worker, why not work your ass off for me? Last time you did a good job.

 

So said, Cenq reached abruptly down to raise the male on two feet. But that wasn't so he could punch him, rather he dragged him forcefully. With stomping steps, he made his way in the male's bathroom. It was a door slightly open in the room, one had to be dumb to not realize what place it was. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he pushed the tiger inside. A slam of door, he locked behind. So they both were in that narrowed space, be it suffocating or intoxicating - Yong stared indifferently at Shinia.

 

- Undress.

[Asakura-Sama]

The room turned silent and the pouring rain outside was filling up the awkward atmosphere, but soon enough that silence was exchange by something else.

He might have angered the already ranging man far too much, maybe even too too much.

 

Yamato started breathing slowly and he kept on looking to the man cautiously, and not before long, the other had gone in his way and started picking him, Yamato surely thought he was going to be beaten up because of the things he said.

But instead he was yank somewhere else.

 

“What?”

 

His feet was tangling a bit while he was being dragged off, but into his wondering mind he was dragged off into the bathroom, above all places why here?, he thought to himself, as he stumbled down on the floor tiles of the bathroom.

 

“……..“

 

The way he was in, the situation is bad enough already, he furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the snake in the eye, he was surely different from before, choosing to be stuck here is suicide.

 

-Undress.

 

 

He lowered his head hiding his eyes with his messy bangs, than he breath in and out slowly, than finally he curved the corner of his lips and laughed slightly.

 

 

 

“Cocky bastard.”

 

He stood up as fast as he could, and grabbed the showerhead turning it on immediately, as the high pressure of water comes out he sprayed it to the snake’s face probably trying to hit his eyes to blind him a bit.

Then he let go of the shower head making a loud echo thud inside the bathroom and with his palm he swing it to the air and scoop the items like soap, shampoo on the wall side.

 

“I’m Yamato Shinia.”

 

And he slammed the items to the snake.

 

“Bastard!”

 

Then he dashed to the side of the man and with his whole strength he pushed the man away from the door, and immediately he tried to open the door.

 

“Shit.”

 

His hand was kind of shaking because of the sudden rush, impatient he grabbed a hard object and slammed it to the door breaking the lock, and finally he opened the door and tried to escape.

 

 

[Saga]

Drenched.

 

As he was standing from side, pushed absurdly like some fly lost in the summer wind, a few droplets rolled off the edge of his damp hair. The male hated cold water. Not only because weak to it physically but also because it reminded him how cold blooded his race was. His pupils slit, the color melted to yellow - without even meaning so even his fangs appeared.

 

With a raise of hand, he out stretched his arm towards Shinia to yank him by the silky hair from behind.

 

Now he's done it.

 

- Shinia. Yamato. - his chin tilted to side to glance over the other, his grip firmly set, slender fingers tangled in these soft hair strands.

- I heard it the first time you introduced yourself. Now, let me introduce myself as well.

 

With a strong tug, he jerked the male's body and slammed him against the wall (right where the shower head has been dropped). When the other hit the surface, Cenq was more than 'just being close' - he pressed his soaked body against the male's front and snake pupils stared briefly.

- Cenq Yong. But I guess you already know that. Now, why not skip the formalities and go buddy-buddy like, hm? - all he could offer was a small smile that looked anything like a friendly one; more like one of a freak ranaway from a mental institution.

[Asakura-Sama]

 

“Argh!”

 

Well it was not really very effective, but it was very effective on raging the snake, not that he felt a sense of accomplishment to that either way, Sharp stings travelled from his scalp down to his spine.

He grinds his teeth together, out of pain, it was a banging pain while your hair is being grabbed and pulled.

 

“tch! let go basta- !“

It was fast and sudden, so he didn’t really get a chance or get a moment to react, so next thing he knew, he was licking the blood out from his teeth, and his vision started to get woozy upon impact.

 

“bastard…”

 

- Cenq Yong. But I ______________ that. ____ not skip the _______and go buddy-buddy like, hm? –

 

The sentence was a bit hazy, so he didn’t really understand but soon his hazy vision, came back to normal.

 

When his head became clear once again, the first thing he noticed was the shower head that he used earlier, it was beginning to annoy him, since it’s still not turned off and it kept on making ::sching:: echoing sounds.

 

 

 

The snake was pissed so much, Yamato know very well that the aura surrounding the man was becoming abnormal, but that was not a reason to be mocked so low like this he thought to himself.

A tiger wouldn’t back down so easily, as the snake would thought so.

 

 

He looked at the snake from the corner of his eye and gave a mocking laugh.

“heh… to hell with your introduction.. you don’t even deserve a name. Your just one of those hundreds of people I meet every day with such lonely existence, your family doesn’t even give shit whether your there or not…”

 

Yamato swallowed the blood inside his mouth and grimaced with a laugh.

“I pity nonexistent beings like you….”

 

 

[Saga]

“heh… to hell with your introduction.. you don’t even deserve a name. Your just one of those hundreds of people I meet every day with such lonely existence, your family doesn’t even give shit whether your there or not…”

 

His eyes bored indifferently at the other, his lips curves calmly relaxed as he listened to these chest-wracking words. Probably was true. In fact, it was true. It was one of those things Yong always brushed off. But whenever he closed eyes, he could clearly see it. That day when his mother died and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. But what was worst of all, his father didn't seem to give a damn. After all, they were the cold blooded clan, Hebi-ya.

 

“I pity nonexistent beings like you….”

 

For unknown reason Cenq felt the urge to turn this 'nonexistent being' into everything that existed in Shinia's world. The snake's slit pupils loomed dangerously at the other with nothing but cold stare. The silence seemed to be even more fearsome than whatever word he could offer. Only the clank sound of the shower head and its running water could decorate the echo in the bathroom.

 

 

If any clan that could stand up to Hebi-ya, that would be Tora-ya. Tigers. They never backed off, didn't they? But no matter how strong their claws were, or sharp their fangs could be - if bitten by the poisonous snake, even they could die.

 

However, Shinia forgot one thing. Yong made his way to the top without his clan's help. And it was fully thanks to his ability to judge the situation and perceive the moment. With a smooth lean he was a hair away from Yamato's lips. A stretch of lips, he cracked a grin.

- I might exist not, Yamato. - his pupils firmly fastened at Shinia's eyes, - But do you know what my proof of existence is?

 

With a nudge his knee came between the tiger's legs, making them spread a bit as the upper thigh rubbed against Yamato's privates.

- Your cries, your shivers. - his forearms settled on each side of the tiger's head, his hot breath slapped again and again the male's lips, - Your pleads.

 

- Simply. Your own existence is the proof of mine.

 

And it was true. After all, even in business matter - Tora-ya's heir proved and recognized the existence of a dangerous rival and that rival was no one but Cenq. So said, the snake tilted his chin, taking the other male's lips into a strong and hard kiss, not letting him even take a breath before diving into the passionate clash.

[Asakura-Sama]

 

:: Shhhhh…. ::

 

The shower heads were really annoying, more or less the momentarily silence in the bathroom is irritating as heck as well, he doesn’t like the current presence the other one is looming does he made the other stop already, did he hit something? He thought.

 

He clicked his tongue.

Yamato was definitely getting frustrated, he doesn’t know what where the snakes true intentions were, does it want to silence him about the snakes identity? Or give up the company entirely?

Whatever that is he would not more likely he could not give it up most certainly, but what do the snake really want?

Yamato thought to himself while ranging vengeful aura around him.

 

He glanced back at the snake to check, but as he guessed, whatever he did, did not faze the heir of the mighty clan rival of his.

The snakes eyes stared rather colder and colder each time he acts, but how unusual the eyes of the dangerously looming snake doesn’t only contain cold stares and what not, but definitely something else.

- I might exist not, Yamato.

He snap back to the actual man tormenting him.

- But do you know what my proof of existence is?

 

A uncomfortable nudge came between his legs, that made him jerk a little and make some irritated faces again.

“w-what are you doing you bastard, stop it!”

 

- Simply. Your own existence is the proof of mine.

 

Baffled with the words the snake delivered, his lips were sealed in once again, how many times does this same activity going to happen.

 

“fngh!” Yamato grabbed the snake by the shoulder and tried to push it off of him, but it’s as if his pushing a rock, what was with this snake? He thought.

 

“ngh! NGH!” the noisy shower, became a silent noise in Yamato’s ears, as he tried to push harder and grasp some air, but it would not budge.

 

 

Having the feeling of your breathing being stolen away, as the instincts would call for he bite the snake just to release the kiss, he didn’t even know what he had bitten, is it the tongue or the lips, he just turned away and covered his mouth with the back of his hand and started coughing, as he panted and tried to catch the precious oxygen of his that he had lost from that disgusting activity.

 

 

[Saga]

The drips caressed Cenq's jawline, smoothly tracing down the chin to meet the crimson liquid escaping his lip corner. The stinging feeling in his mouth was uncomfortable and it mainly reminded him - the man before him was indeed from the Tiger clan.

 

Pupils followed the gesture made with disgust by the other. So after all Shinia clang dearly to the so said pride. That hurt but yet, Yong knew very well what pride tasted like and what price it required. The male leaned in closer, having Yamato's neck exposed for a trace of his still pulsing from the pain tongue. Slightly salty but yet with a nice odor, the skin of the male was so silky and soft.

 

Instead of getting angry, Yong wanted to explore each patch of skin and each corner of Yamato's body - slowly and time-worthy. With a reach of his hand he captured a few strands of the male's hair to caress gently, before a light tug to call for Shinia's attention,

- I forgot you have fangs and claws, kitten. - velvet and deep-pitched voice tickled Yamato's ear.

 

Yong wasted no time and his other arm moved forth, tearing abruptly the half-open yukata. The beautiful body of the other was of no secret, Cenq already knew this body. But even so, he was as excited as if it was a first.

 

With a faint stretch of lips, he grinned. If the other could bite, so the snake could. In fact, he would drown him in an endless pleasure as if poisoning the tiger in a damn cursed cycle he wouldn't be able to break free from. With a slight gesture, his jawline followed the movement and the long haired male sank his teeth into the male's flesh against the neck. But no, it wasn't hard enough - so he clenched more until blood streamed into his mouth, the tiger's pure blood.