A Broken Seal [matsuo and Noise Prince]

[Noise Prince]

The Story

 

During the Heian era, there was an unfortunate beast that terrorized a trio of small villages. A vicious creature of vengeance, it cared not for targets innocent or guilty, so long as blood was spilt and pain fueled its need to see suffering. How could any creature who only wants chaos and ruin be reasoned with? It took a weakened human form during the day, but was crafty enough to avoid capture or harm by the villagers. Nor could it be reasoned with in this state, either. At night, the moon mingled with the scent of fear and hatred and the monstrous form of the demon would skulk through the villages, sometimes killing, sometimes maiming, sometimes destroying property or taking animals, crops, belongings. Sometimes nothing. Inconsistency was the nature of mistrust.

 

After two years, a traveling priest, hearing of the monster, came to help the villagers. Some warned against it, others were happy to have anyone who may try to help. He was not only a shinto priest, but he was light on his feet as well, as graceful as the monster was in the day, but no more so. He knew they'd be too equal a match if he approached him in sunlight. The beast came out at night, large, hulking body of mass, and the priest met him. The demon lunged, swiped, leaped, attacked, after him, but the priest avoided him at every turn. He jumped onto and between building and houses, and into the trees and into the fields. That night, no damage fell to the village, and the demon was exhausted. The priest put his jacket around his naked body, when he faded into his human self, and gave him water to drink. He let him sleep in the temple, and taught him to play goh when he woke up. The next night, it was more of the same. This time, it seemed more like a game for the monster, the bloodlust weakened in his ferocious eye. The day came, and the pattern repeated. The villagers were in awe at such a feat. That third night, many sat outside to watch, they felt so safe with the priest and the demon.

 

On the third day, the demon was so exhausted, he slept until night. He remained a human, even as the moonlight covered the village. This was his weakest state, and the priest knew. This was when he sealed him away in the temple, to sleep soundly forever. Until a descendent got bored, and realized he had some use for the demon. He created his own means to keep him in control, to keep him locked in his human form even at night, as his hatred grew.

 

He was almost found out, and again, the demon was sealed away to sleep forever. Until...

 

 

My Character

 

 

Name: Gekko Kyoi - the Moonlight Threat

History: Gekko Kyoi, or just Kyoi, is a near-forgotten monster of myth, who has been imprisoned in a now-abandoned shrine since the waning years of the Heian period. He doesn't remember the reason why he hates humanity so much, but it is indeed what fuels him to become a frightful beast come night time… last he was free of the magic bindings of the two priests.

Personality: Somber, quiet, disdainful. Tries to remain in control, but has frequent outbursts of anger, especially when he's scared or feels threatened. Honest to a fault.

Likes and Dislikes: Kyoi likes moonlight, though he wouldn't turn down the chance to see sunlight again, either. He likes goh, despite himself, and calligraphy, though more to look at, he doesn't have very steady hands. He has a fondness for art and literature, and a good many items he stole and hoarded were such things. But now that so much time has passed he's effectively illiterate. He hates sake, and he hates humans. He, naturally, detests his own imprisonment, as well as the ritual needed to keep his true power suppressed while awake. He isn't fond of sleeping now, either.

 

[matsuo]

My character

 

 

 

Name: Jinnai Asoka

 

Age: 34

 

Hobby: Researching something supernatural, reading books and experimenting with ritual

 

Personality : Sadistic when seeking pleasure and love to make fun of people . He usually laid back and a bit claustrophobic.

 

Background: One of the distant descended of the priest enslaving the demon inside one of the o-fuda. He accidentally stumble on a scroll about a certain demon that been sealed in on of the ancestors. He decided to search for it , Asoka was excited , he began to collect all the information regarding the demon and also the way to unsealed the demon.

 

 

 

The old shrine was already abandon for few hundred years , Asoka was impress how the building was still standing proud even most the wooden walls was eaten by termites or by nature itself. He glance at the weather , it was looking bad ..the sky was heavy with black cloud bringing some ill omen. Asoka loves eerie atmosphere , it didn't gives chill just excitement . It was a relieve the main hall of the shrine still intact with the scroll where kept. The place was strangely bright , he was happy..the roof was already half gone making the sky visible ..since he is a bit claustrophobic .

 

He began to walk to the old shrine, the sliding were stuck but he managed to force it open. The interior was fully of rotten wood and spider webs. He continue to walk in deeper until he find a very isolated O-fuda. The writing was one of the spell bounding the demon. He quickly prepare for the ritual. He brought the material and place them around the seal. " I hope this works.." he silently recite the spell , the main material was his semen.

 

Asoka was a bit excited doing this, stroking his member as he get excited by the notion , the demon was awaken drenching with his semen. Supernatural things makes him sexually excited. Most of his college thought Asoka was little bit crazy in the head but eventually come to accept the man. The sealed starting to tear one by one until the demon was unleash.

[Noise Prince]

 

 

Okay so I decided I didn't like that rough picture after all? But by the time I made a enw one I did like, it was too late for me to edit the post! So please ignore it and use this as a reference for what Kyoi looks like:

 

 

 

Time didn't exist here. Gekko Kyoi was sealed away in slumber, but this was not a natural slumber, nor would he dream as one might normally dream, nor did he become rested. It was an ever extending stretch of darkness where he felt he was thrashing his body around, but he never moved. He couldn't tell if his eyes were open or closed. He was exhausted, but he was half convinced he was already asleep. This might be death, or worse, being forgotten, if he hadn't been summoned out of this place before, many years ago. Or maybe it was just hours ago he was sealed. Time didn't exist here.

 

His chest felt hot. It was such a weird sensation, since Gekko Kyoi hadn't been able to feel anything when banished and sealed away here. He didn't recognize it at first. Then, for the first time in perhaps a few hours, or perhaps a hundred years, he saw color.

 

The soiled seal on the floor made way for a large black sigil, glowing red. The demon pulled himself from the floor, into the natural world. He was able to finally breath again. His palms pushed against the rotting wooden floors, pushing his back up first, then his head, white tendrils of hair covering his face, before his knees connected to the floor underneath him. He was here. Again. His robes hug loosely over his body, as they had loyally since the priest who first sealed him away had given them to him. His chest glistened with the come needed to summon him. Kyoi looked up. He smelled it on the summoner before he saw him, the scent of the priest. Very different, of course, this was a distant relative, but that scent was inescapable.

 

His clothes were very strange, unrecognizable to Kyoi as anything he was familiar with. How much time had passed now? He scowled at him. Last time a descendent pulled him out, it wasn't for the same reasons that Kyoi and the first priest alike were afraid of. He didn't want to use the Moonlight Threat for sinister reasons, but for very dubious purposes. He wasn't sure what he preferred at this time. He stared at the new summoner. What did he want?

[matsuo]

The moment the seal glow , Asoka was getting excited, the appearance of the demon was quite a sight making the male in awe. Staring at the pale skin that was obviously shown , Asoka mouth watered. ' If I've known that a demon can be this gorgeous ..I would summon one ages ago.' Asoka gaze follows the bare skin until it stops behind the glorious white ..he assume it was hair..since he didn't know if hair is what a demon would called it...the 'hair' looks like it was glowing with light.

 

He felt extremely lucky right at that moment. He forgot to make himself decent and slowly bend forward. Lifting the demon chin with his cum covered hands , he quickly analyze the demon appearance. " You look like a human...but different..say demon , what shall I call you? The scrolls didn't write any names just titles." gazing to the demon glowing eyes. He wonder if the demon would try to use some curse or even spells to him. He badly wanted to experience the feeling of being curse by a powerful hundreds year demon.

 

Thinking of that just makes him more and more interested....yokais and demons are different from each other but people often mistake it as the same..but still it makes him happy that a real demon really appeared in front him. ' Thanks distant ancestors!!' Asoka quietly thanks them in his mind.

[Noise Prince]

Prying oneself from that forsaken otherworldly prison was not easy, and the effort showed with the sweat on his brow. The world, once again, felt so alien to him. He longed to rejoin it, the world he knew, yet each time he had been summoned, everything had changed ad the world he longed for was left in the past. He lost his own world the first time he was imprisoned by the only human who had ever shown him kindness.

 

Kyoi hadn't realized that the human who summoned him was in fact masturbating, as he was peripherally taking in the fading temple. Rotting, falling apart. There was a hole in the roof, but no light came in, as the sky was cloudy. Still, it had been so long since he had seen the sky. sky. Had the billowing, dark forms of clouds foreboding rain always been so soft and alluring? How could he have taken such a sight for granted? 8

 

He didn't raise his head to look more closely, though, trying to keep his face hidden behind a curtain of pale hair. But the man who summoned him reached and took a hold of his face, his hand coated with his own cum, the same that dripped down Kyoi's torso now. He was forced to look up at him, his hair falling away to reveal a cold stare, a face full of disgust. That didn't seem to deter the descendent. It didn't the first time, either. Kyoi scoffed and recoiled from his hand.

 

"I only have titles," He hissed. His name was as lost as his own time, forgotten with his past life along with everything that wasn't the lingering memory of betrayal.

[matsuo]

The demon was indeed interesting , he smile. " Well you got many titles dear demon and which one do you want me to address you with?" Asoka didn't let the demon icy attitude bother him. It was said in the scroll the demon consume by his hatred to his past ancestors due to him being sealed in an abandoned shrine and forgotten by time.

 

He looks at his hands and realize that he just touch a proud demon with semen coated hands . He sheepishly let go, looking a bit guilty . He tried to explain that the ritual needed to use bodily fluids so instead of blood ..he use semen.

 

Grabbing a handkerchief , Asoka pour some mineral water to make it wet and offer it to the demon. " Here ..you can use it to wipe my ..err semen off." he also grabs a pair of clean spair clothes and offer the demon .He came prepare in case the ritual succeed.

 

After making himself decent , he carefully organize his questions in his mind. Clearly the world right now looks strange for him ..being in the sealed for so long. He began explaining all the event had been happening since last time the demon was summoned. The shifting of era from the Hein period to the modern time. He pause a bit trying to analyse the demon , to see any reaction but the demon just stood there without any expression.

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi didn't respond to him. As pleased as he was to be freed from the suppressant of the seal, he couldn't be grateful until he knew what the man intended to do with him. He could continue calling him 'dear demon' for all he cared. It was always humans who decided what they wanted to call him in the end, anyway. That's how his own name became forgotten.

 

He was still rather numb to everything. The fact he was covered in someone's seme bothered him less than the fact that he had touched him, though when he was handed a wet cloth- an act of kindness Kyoi was a little suspicious of- he knew what it was for, to wipe the man's grime from his body. The cloth was thick, and soft, the water was cold. New sensations, he felt like he was learning to sense things again. Kyoi wiped his face first, then scraped the copious amounts from his chest and stomach. He was handed more cloth, now a very thick bundle of it. Kyoi could not recognize it as clothes, only seeing modern clothing on the summoner's body, he had no context for it folded up. That is until he unfolded the shirt, and recognized it as the same cut. The idea of wearing something similar was so bizarre, even though he essentially only wore an overcoat for the past couple hundred years. But that didn't suffice as enough clothing if he were to leave here. And Kyoi figured that the man intended to take him from this place. While he had no idea what laid beyond the rotting walls, this temple was only his prison. And no matter the reason why Kyoi was summoned, he could accept the condition of being taken from this wretched place. It took him a while to figure out how to put on these strange clothes, but he did manage, letting the coat drop off his body. He had no need for modesty before a descendent of the priests who had seen his form so many times before.

 

He was about to speak, to ask the man's intentions, when he instead started talking first. Kyoi was not in the best condition to take in such a compressed history lesson, and he barely reacted to all the news, the nearly fantastical history of the future he slept through. His chest ached softly, dully, for a world past he never could have known. He hadn't expected him to tell him anything of this world. Was it relevant to something he wanted him to do?

 

Kyoi pulled the jacket off the ground, and pulled it over his shoulders, over these modern clothes, of the style of the 'western world' beyond China. He couldn't think clearly to ask any questions, if he could think clearly to have any. He started to get the sense that perhaps he was more like the first priest than the second. So he responded to his first question now.

 

"Call me Kyoi,"

 

It might not be the best way to be called, akin to 'menace' and 'threat'. But, it was the closest he considered to being his name.

[matsuo]

" Such a fine name.." Askoka quickly write tye demon name on his notepad. The sky was getting darker and a sudden chill surround the area. " It seems there's was an alarm instill in the seal. You going to have to stay with me for the time being it seems."

 

Asoka hold out his hand , wanting to help the demon but he also wander what does demon's skin feels like since their body is build differently from humans.

 

Just thinking , makes him feel tingling all over. The thought of exploring inch but inch, makes Asoka grin unconsciously grinning from ear to ear. He temporaryly entered into his fantasy.

[Noise Prince]

"Tch," The demon couldn't hold back his tongue, taking the man's genuine comment as a snide insult. He looked up at the sky, freely now. It was growing darker, and there was a frigidness in the air. He was now more thankful for the clothes he'd been given. They felt weird, and hugged in strange places, tighter than what he was used to, but it was certainly better than nothing at all. It wasn't like there were solid walls or a ceiling to protect him from the weathering elements anymore, either.

 

Kyoi stared at his hand for a second, before taking it. Despite his mistrust of humans, he could never bring himself to truly reject an act of kindness from one, even if he suspected they had ill intentions. He accepted his assistance in raising himself to his feet. It felt like he had jumped from the ceiling, sharpness shot through his legs. It'd been so long since they had to bear any weight.

 

He stood upright and let the man's hand go, and eyed him. Stay with him… was he implying that he was taking him out of the temple? He'd see what has happened to Japan after so long?

[matsuo]

The moment Kyoi accepted his help, Asoka could not hold his grin. Asoka smiles and ask him to follow him to get out from the temple. He use a large flashlight and slowly walk towards the exit .

 

The sounds of insect and the dark surrounds them, Asoka sudenly stumble a bit as he couldn't see a branch that was in front of him.

 

The moment they got out of the temple, it collapse suddenly. Asoka was glad that they manage yo get out quickly . The temple was very old and the only thing that kept the temple one piece maybe the demon influence . The sealed that Kyoi was sealed is the only place was perfectly intact .

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi followed the man out, his heart beating heavy against his chest. They were truly leaving the temple, stepping outside for the first time since the capital of Japan was Heian-kyo, now Kyoto. The first time in nearly a thousand years. His bare feet touched the ground and he felt something quiver. But every little sensation was so grandiose to him after to long in nothingness, he merely assumed he forgot what earth felt like underneath him. The sounds of singing insects around them almost seemed like an alarm, despite the soft and distant nature of it. A moment after he stepped away from the temple, the entire thing collapsed. The impact of the temple falling apart into a heap swiftly pushed air into the men, into Kyoi's back. He didn't look back for a moment. He hadn't realized the infrastructure was as poor as the ceiling, the walls. It was due to the seal that used his power to preserve the standing of his own prison that held it up for so long. Slowly, he looked over his shoulder, then turned all the way around to fully inspect the rubble of what was once a fine, if simple, temple.

 

Never again would it be his prison. This new summoner wouldn't be able to return him here to seal him away, the temple that held the first priest's charms to power the seal and entrap him, crumbled away. This modern descendent would have to start from scratch if he wanted to imprison him again. But Kyou couldn't know how powerful he was.

 

Looking at the rubble, his millennium prison nothing but rot, he couldn't bring himself to feel happy. He could hardly mourn for the place, either. He turned his back on it. There was no point dwelling on a past that the world had left behind.

[matsuo]

They walk a little bit more until they see a white minivan , Asoka open the front door, gesturing for Kyoi to get in. His mini van was messy inside , full of research material and boxes of books.

 

He get in and started the engine, the distance of the temple and his house was around four hours drives. " Kyoi , Japan have change so much since the last time that you are here...I was wondering if other than you, is there any demon sealed by the clan? You see I'm not the direct descended the priest that had sealed you off , my senses aren't that great so I was bit curious. The main branch are here near your temple but I guess most of them don't really believe in yokai and demons."

 

Asoka excitedly chatted aling the drive, occasionally glancing at Kyoi. There's so many questions he wanted to ask but the demon was giving him the icy attitude . Aah..he makes his heart beats when the demon gives him a death glare. Asoka didn't put on Ac intsead he lower the window down, feeling the night air. He seldom use the Ac since with the window close makes him feel a bit ill.

 

The slow voice of the dj on the radio, filled the mini van , giving some news or information about what currently happen.

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi stared at the unusual large, white metal figure the man was leading him to. He raised his eyebrow when Asoka approached it, and gestured him to get inside when he opened an unusual side flap. Kyoi waited until the man had sat down before getting in himself. So this was a car, then. It was packed with a variety of items, it almost felt like a storage than a means of transportation. But Kyoi was intrigued by the idea of how fast being in a car would be. He licked his lips, his mouth felt really dry for some reason.

 

Kyoi did not look at the descendent, though he grimaced at the question. Something about there being another demon sealed elsewhere really irritated him. Maybe it was this bizarre sense of possessiveness he had about his own treatment, especially by the first priest. He didn't know if there were others, though, so he shook his head no.

 

"I am not aware if there are others." He replied, now giving him a cold side glance. He wasn't made happy that moments after summoning him, this man was already thinking about others. Was he trying to form an army of imprisoned demons bound to his family? Kyoi still didn't understand what his intentions were. He seldom spoke for the remainder of the ride, listening to the descendent talk. So much of it felt so abstract, it was difficult to make sense of it.

 

The night air flowed into the car. Kyoi wondered how long it would last, this lingering weakness. At his full strength, he'd already become a monster at this point. But after being summoned back to this plane, he was weakened, a side effect of the seal. He smirked a little, thinking how the man driving would have to figure out when the demon would regain his strength before Kyoi did. If he was too late, Kyoi would devastate the land as he did before.

[matsuo]

Asoka was chatting by himself until he remembered something important. " The actual ritual needed the true heir to release you fully, since I was a very distant decended , I though for sure it wont work." Asoka remembered reading in the scroll that only the true owner of the demon can release the full power.

 

Since he wasn't serving the main branch and it was forbbiden to take out the old scroll in the clan archive, he wasn't sure if Kyoi could get his true power. The bloodline in Asoka veins was thinner due to his minor heritage.

 

He stops for a bit and quickly search for something. Handing a mineral bottle to Kyoi , he turns to search again . He frowns a bit before turning back to his seat and starts driving, he mumbles to himself.

 

After several hours on the road , they arrive at a medium size old house back in the mountains , a little bit isolated from the town. The old house have 4 bedroom and 2 of them are made like a japanese room while the other two is western styles. Outside of the house was small building. That is Asoka's private studies , the building connected with the kitchen sharing a short hallway. It's been a few years since he have someone over.

 

He parked his car and pull the door for Kyoi. " Well , welcome to my humble abode .. it's a bit old since it was a parting gift from my late grandpa. I hope you will find it suits you." sheepishly scratching his beard. He than carried the boxes in and ask Kyoi to choose any room he wanted. Asoka usually sleeps in his private studies , researching and writing document on his projects.

 

The house was messy with papers , files and old scroll scatter on the floor, the kitchen was dirty and full of take outs leftover. The rooms was dusty since no ones use it fir years. Asoka had someone came to clean but the last time the housekeeper came here it was 2years back. The girl got married and Asoka was too busy with work to clean or hire a new one. The bathroom too was a disaster area. Dirty laundry was pilling all over the basket.

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi's twisted his head to give him a straight-on glare, a glint in his eye almost of anger, or fear. So he wasn't from the head family… so when he summoned him, he did not summon him in all his strength. He leaned back in his chair. Of course there would be some sort of safe guard in the ritual to prevent someone outside of the main family, who would lack the power, to release a demon they wouldn't be able to contain. Kyoi in this state would not be a challenge to keep in control for a descendent of relatively low power. How powerful was Asoka, though?

 

So if he couldn't gain his full power, he couldn't transform in the night, why did he want him, anyway? Asoka still hadn't explained himself. And Kyoi hadn't asked, either. He wasn't sure he wanted to hear the answer. The human handed him a strange object full of water when he was rummaging. He seemed to be searching for something specific, but didn't find it. But he left the water with Kyoi. It looked strange, but it was clearly a bottle of water, or at least most likely water. It took him a while to realize that Asoka had given him the water to drink. It took him a while longer to figure out how to open it, and he drank half the bottle immediately. He hadn't realized ow thirsty he was.

 

A few more hours on the road, Kyoi's eyes scanning the window to the world outside, marveling behind a straight face, at what had become of the world he had known. He had truly been gone for a thousand years… how much he had missed. He would occasionally sigh through his nose, but otherwise didn't emote.

 

Eventually, the drive came to an end. They arrived to a house in the mountains. It looked peculiar to him, but of course it seemed to be the norm now. Asoka opened the car door for him, and Kyoi still wasn't sure how he did it, so he just silently stepped out of the car. He gave the man an odd look. Why was he acting so strange? Kyoi thought he was being unusually… gentle with him. What exactly did he want with a demon, anyway?

 

He followed him into his home, and looked around, surprised by how dirty the place was. Incredibly cluttered, and dusty. Various papers and scrolls about, old food sitting in strangely shaped boxes in the kitchen, all sorts of things he didn't recognize were everywhere. Was this the standard of the modern day? It seemed so… squalor.

 

Kyoi wasn't sure if he wanted any room, though the offer to have any was an exceptionally kind one, so he was a little flustered, and chose the nearest one as his own.

 

"What are your intentions?" He finally brought himself to ask.

[matsuo]

"Intention's ?" the demon questions puzzle him for a moment before he answer. " I don't know ...I just experimating and the result were successful ..but seeing you now , my dear Kyoi ...I was wondering if you let me experiment on you?" looking at him up and down with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

 

The demon look very good in western clothing but kimono and haori looks perfect on the Kyoi. He shivered in excitement remmembering the pale skin and Kyoi face stain with his essences .

 

He also got other ideas since one of the scroll mention that Kyoi can get stronger if he consume enough essences from a human. He also remember one of the summoner were deeply inlove with the demon and had force Kyoi to have sexual connection..well Kyoi was ver attrative , it may be one of the reason Kyoi's hatred towards his ancestors.

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi nodded firmly. He was feeling a little anxious that the human seemed confused by the question. Surely he intended to tell him at some point, didn't he? The idea that he was just to accept anything was quite insulting. Of course, it wasn't as if Kyoi really would have much of a choice. He belonged to the summoner, for all intensive purposes. And if the alternative was to be sealed away again, then there really wasn't a choice between them.

 

His eyebrows rose when he asked if he would partake in his experiments. He had no idea what sort of experiments he was talking about. But he had just contemplated his choices here, hadn't he? Whatever the experiments were, they were far preferable to being sealed in a well of darkness and nothing.

 

"Yes. I will allow it." He replied, though he widened his stance defensively, he was made quite subconscious when the man eyed him like that. "What are the experiments?"

[matsuo]

Asoka gave the demon a questionable smile before he explains. " I want to see your true power...the rumored power that said can destroy the whole humanity if you wished for..and to study about demon anatomies since you are the first demon whose appearance is human-like. I can usually see the normal ones but I was getting bored experimanting on them..you see I can't understand the language ."

 

He slowly walk forward , examining the demon. His hand automatically touch the demon body as he mumbles to himself. He wanted to see if the bone structure was any different. The clothes was getting irritating as it blocks certain area. Asoka eyes glare at the material. It was bloking his view.

 

Asoka ask the demon to come with him into a small room inside his studies that fills with some kind of device. He wanted to help the demon to be completely free and hands him a simple white robe. " These device will help analysis your body.." there's was a bed with some kind of restraint , unidentified tools that strangely looks suspicious . Asoka assure Kyoi it was necessary .

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi gave him a skeptical look. The power to destroy the whole of humanity…? Was such a thing truly obtainable for someone like him? His face softened, though he had to remain skeptical that a human would unleash such a thing. But still, if such a thing had been recorded by the people who had kept him imprisoned for so long, there must be truth to it, right? And he didn't want to think that this man really summoned him just to see if he could, such frivolity would really piss him off.

 

He looked down at his hands. Human-like… Kyoi never considered himself human like, by no small part because he detested humans. But he was often asleep during the day, when he took this form. His moonlight beast's form was the one he associated most with himself. But for however long he was in such a weak state, this was who he was… a human-like demon.

 

Kyoi tried not to flinch when the human reached and placed a hand against his body. He looked down at the man's hand against him, wondering exactly what sorts of experiments these were in nature. Maybe he was more like the second priest after all.

 

He followed Asoka down the hall and towards a small room, just as cluttered as the rest of the home, but with a good amount of space taken up by an unusual contraption. Kyoi was not very suspicious of it, since there were a good many things he wasn't aware of what they were.

 

Kyoi took the strange white robe from him, eyeing it curiously. He looked up at the device for a moment, before back to the rob. So he needed to wear this for this strange thing to look at his body? The demon's eyes wandered to a bizarre raised, thick futon with restraints- something he was familiar with, and bizarre tools by it. Asoka told him they were necessary when he saw him eye them, and Kyoi could only assume they would be used on him. And by the looks of the restraints around the bed, it wouldn't be pleasant, either. Kyoi took off his clothes again, and changed into the robe, he had already agreed, after all.

[matsuo]

The robe looks good on Kyoi body, making the demon look more ethereal ...but without it he looks more amazing. He quickly puts the restraint on making the demon spread out with his hands and legs bounds. The cuff was douse with water from the nearby temple but Asoka wasn't sure if i can hold onto the demon strength .

 

Burning the image in his mind , Asoka also puts on a bp monitor trying to measure the blood pressure but it wasn't showing any changes..no pulse either. He quickly noted on a memo.

 

Several test was involve, probing the demon skin trying to get a blood sample also was useless. Asoka was getting more intrigued as the demon body resist any physical examination he had done.

 

The body reacts upon being touch but it rejects any type of medical intrusment being use on him such as needle . He was curious to see how Kyoi reacts to pleasure...since he read that Kyoi was formely used as a substitute for sex partner with one of late summoner in his clan. The details wasn't really explain but it may due to the consumption of the human essence . Using semen rather than blood sacrifice .

 

He also read by making the demon taking or consume the essence it may help to make him stronger but it wasn't prove as the part of the scroll was lost due neglect by the new generation of the clan.

 

Asoka wanted to see if pleasure will make the demon react. He walks towards the bed...pulling the knot infront of the robe making it spread open , revealing Kyoi naked body. His eyes travel up and down taking in the view.

 

The sounds of the bed creaks whenever Kyoi tries to move was making him more arouse. Kyoi eyes was mesmerising looking at him with something he couldn't be sure whether is hate or disgust. His hands moves unconsciously ..caressing the skin . Kyoi's body looks like it glowing, like a moon shines in the darkness.Asoka thought he looks so pure, something that should not be tainted by humans hand.

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi tried not to tense up as Asoka bound each wrist and each ankle to keep him spread out, with little freedom. He could feel that the cuffs against his skin had been doused with blessed water, which was a good precaution to have, but also not very necessary. He had just emerged, he wouldn't regain any supernatural strength for a few days, he reckoned. That's what it seemed like with the last man who summoned him, or at least it took him that long to revise a ritual to keep his power under his control.

 

He didn't understand what the modern priest descendent was doing now, but he wasn't uncomfortable yet, so he remained relatively motionless as he watched the man looking at strange flat screens of light, and write things down. He prodded at his skin, and tried to stick something sharp into him. Kyoi could have told him that wouldn't work. Kyoi may be weakened, but he'd never be pierced by an ordinary human tool. Though it was uncomfortable to have it pushed into his skin like that, and he groaned softly.

 

The man continued to study the demon, and the demon waited with various degrees of patience for him to finish.

 

It certainly wasn't the worst outcome. Kyoi waited expectantly, trying not to squirm around to much, being bound was always quite unpleasant, especially by people who already held such power over him, but nothing overtly terrible seemed likely to happen now. Still, Kyoi couldn't help but test the bounds by moving an arm or leg, he would shift his body, the bed softly creaking underneath him. Asoka returned to him.

 

Instead of trying yet another instrument to try to draw blood, he unfastened the front of the thin white robe, and threw each end to either side, exposing Kyoi's form that was hiding underneath. Kyoi's breathing became heavier for a minute, his restraints creaked from an attempt to resist. He should have known this would have happened. He should have known. He should have known. Why did he try to believe otherwise? There was no human he could trust.

 

The human's hand was warm against Kyoi's torso. He forgot what it felt like to be touched.

[matsuo]

The sensation and the knowledge of touching a real demon was giving Asoka goose bumps , the feel of Kyoi's skin was really bit different ..the body temperature was cool to touch reminds him the morning dew. He continue caressing Kyoi's body.

 

Asoka started to try stimulate Kyoi's nipple, rubbing and teasing the tip, watching for any kind of reaction from the demon. He make sure that every little data he gather he burned in his mind to documented it later.

 

He glance down to Kyoi's private areas after touching him on the chest. The physical anotomy was similar with a human male but Kyoi's true form was a beast. Asoka wasn't really sure but in every scroll he read , Kyoi was some form of beast when they first sealed him.

 

Curious he begans to touch it , gently at first...the appearance was about the same , it was also warm..this intrigued Asoka. He ask " Your sexual organ are the same as a normal human..how do demon mate anyway? Do you use sex as a reproduction or do demons just manifestation of human belief and desire?"

 

He excitedly rubs Kyoi member , trying to get it hard. All sort of questions keeps on popping in his head. Do demon even have semen that continue the lineage or anything related.

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi started to relax a little. The feeling was not unpleasant. He wasn't unaccustomed to being touched by humans, as much as he despised them as a whole, he wasn't opposed to the light grazing of the man's finger tips over him. It felt comforting, to an extent. It was when his hand moved over his chest, roaming over one side before closing in on the nipple, hardening it under his teasing, that Kyoi's breathing became heavy through his nostrils. It was harder to calmly accept what he was doing now so passively. He glared at the man, who seemed more interested in studying his body's reactions. The restraints clinked again when Kyoi couldn't help but move his limbs against the tethers, to prevent him from moving his chest too much towards or away from Asoka's hands.

 

Then the human eyed his lower center for a moment, and Kyoi was not surprised when he took his rod into his hand, lightly, so unattached it didn't seem sexual. He really was just studying him. His breathing became tighter, and his hips squirmed ever so slightly under his grasp.

 

"I manifested from a dead man's desire to reap destruction on humanity." He answered curtly. "I have no need for sexual-." He shortly added, though it was difficult to seem sincere as Asoka's rubbing only became more fervent and stroking him to the point where his arousal couldn't be denied.

[matsuo]

It was getting harder as Asoka absentmindedly stroking them, he was really impress as the Kyoi becomes more sensitive down there.

 

" Hmm~~ are you sure? You really don't need sexual stimualtion? Look it's getting hard each time I touch it." as a demonstration he tease the tip of the demon shaft.

 

The bed creaks as Kyoi moves , struggling a bit. Asoka got an idea. He grabs something from a box, a ribbon...a red satin ribbon. He wraps the ribbon around the base. It was standing proudly as the demon couldn't fight the arousing stimulation .

 

Asoka continue to touch the balls, fondling it. " I wonder if your appearance is the something was desired from the previous priest. Demon doesn't have a true gender....makes me curious.."

 

The color of the ribbon looks so good on Kyoi erected member, Asoka gently touch the tip, feeling a little bit of clear liquid. " Fascinating ...do demon also posses the same sexual function ...looks it's so clear."

[Noise Prince]

Kyoi tried not to give any sort of verbal reaction as he continued to stroke him until it stood fully erect. The bed would squeak under him at nearly every movement. Since he was getting hard from his touch, there wasn't much sense in trying to hide any other portrayals of his arousal, but the proud demon still attempted.

 

But he couldn't help himself when Asoka's fingers teased over the head, and Kyoi moaned behind his clenched teeth. There was yet another sensation, strange and unfamiliar after so long, but an amount of sweat was forming on the skin of his brow. He clenched his fists, and glared at the human tormenting him. What sort of experiment involves such blatantly lewd acts?

 

Asoka left him be for a moment after that, and returned with a length of thin red ribbon. Kyoi wasn't sure what use it would have, until he began to tie it firmly around the base of his shaft. His back arched when Asoka's hands reached for his balls, fondling them delicately. He grunted, lolling his head to the side. One leg tried to lift, but the restraint held it in place. The idea that the last priest's desires could form the way he looked made him furious. He wanted to deny it… but he didn't even know how he looked, then or now. He remembers his first human-like form, and he truly hoped it hadn't changed.

 

His hips writhed as Asoka examined the liquid out of the tip.

 

"W-what more of the experiment must be done?" He asked him, keeping his voice as steady as he could.