Forbidden lovers

Caged

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ: 30/12/21
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! ᴛᴡ - ɢᴏʀᴇ, ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴀssᴜʟᴛ !

"Hmm... Kyojuro will like these. They remind me of his hair" Akaza spoke to himself calmly with a smile, strolling through the dark city wearing a robe of a man whom he just tried to eat again but couldn't - this way he better blended in with the many humans.

Looking at a small stand, Akaza's eyes sparkled as he saw a small hairpin in the shape of a orange flower; the pin itself most likely made out of gold.

"How much is this?" He asked the middle aged woman behind the stall, a joyful smile on her face - long black hair falling around her shoulders.

The lady picked up the pin which Akaza pointed to, holding it with a cloth and showing it to the demon "that one's 500 yen sir... it's quite the beautiful piece, only shipped in just yesterday. A lot of people have already had their eyes on it" she informed, handing it to Akaza to have a closer look.

It was a lot of money, but the good thing about being immortal is you save a good amount of money over the years. This really wasn't much of an issue to Akaza.

The woman smiled as she watched "it makes a beautiful present for a lucky girlfriend~"

The demon looked back at her "yes I'm sure it will... I'll take it thank you" Akaza handed her the money from a pocket in his trousers. "Oh delightful! Would you like it gift wrapped?" She clasped her hands together excitedly, taking the money and putting it in a small safe on the floor.

Akaza shrugged his shoulders "why not"

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"Are you hungry Kyojuro? Could I tempt you with something delicious?" Douma lured, watching a small dribble of blood fall from the pillar's parched lips - most likely from internal damage.

The one in question sent Douma a sharp glare, feeling his head begin to grow light and surroundings disoriented. "No, what do you want from me?"

The upper moon leaned forward, tapping the ice which surrounded Kyojuro's legs with a sharp claw "... to put it simply, nothing much"

A sudden wash of confusion etched itself onto Kyojuro's face as he tried to avoid the hand which was now on his thigh "get off me" he ordered with a scowl, whacking away his hand.

Douma frowned, grabbing Rengoku's hand in the process - yanking his arm forward so their faces were barely centimetres apart "You remind my of Akaza-dono, how cute" he hissed, squeezing Kyojuro's wrist hard enough till a loud snap was heard.

The pillar yelled out in pain, his body rocking to the side as his face scrunched "AGH! L-let go!" He forced out through erratic deep breaths, teeth grinding against one another.

However the hot pain only got worse as Douma continued to twist his wrist with an detached look - rainbow coloured eyes shining the more pain Kyojuro felt.

"Get off! Let- go!" Kyojuro swung his free hand and punched Douma on the side of his face, aim distorted due to the pain he was feeling right now.

"Say please~" Douma leaned closer to Kyojuro, feeling the pillar's hot breath on his face was like a treat to him. Engulfed by the torture, Kyojuro gave in and barked out exactly what the upper moon wanted to hear "fine! Please!"

Douma's hyper-fixation finally died down for a moment as he released the hashira's broken wrist, taking the advantage of the immobilised male to freeze his two hands together.