Forbidden lovers

Love me

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ: 02/04/22
2705 ᴡᴏʀᴅs.

"Kyojuro you don't understand how long I've waited for this." Akaza hushed, wrapping his legs around the pillar's waist; holding his struggling body at bay.

Excruciating agony. That's all Kyojuro could feel. Flares of white hot pain exploding through his veins, vision clouded with a blackened sheet of thirst. The previous emotions Rengoku had experienced were nothing but a faraway memory now - a translucent echo.

The pillar screamed and thrashed, it felt as if his very soul and body were being clawed and torn apart like a piece of thin fabric. he was pale, mysterious like a lily, drowned under water with a horrific craziness in his features.

The night took safety in his eyes, a blackness like pure coal diluting the hashira's injured eye as the male's pupils flashed and vibrated on the spot. 

"Just hold onto me and it'll all be over soon" The demon calmly spoke, hands restraining the younger's flailing limbs - tremendous growls and roars rumbling through his body. Akaza whispered comfortingly in the pillar's ear, however his hymn of symphony was hardly noticed by the other.

Kyojuro's vibrant eyes flashed towards the inky sky, howls of people's laughter below them from the ongoing festival - celebrating the end of the fireworks. Rengoku could hear everything amidst his unbearable pain.

Their heartbeats, pulsing organs, fresh flowing blood.

Akaza flinched a little as Kyojuro let out a horrible surge of high pitch shrieks, sharp red claws snagging Akaza's cheek in a fluffy of movement.

The demon worriedly started to restrain Kyojuro's hands by grabbing his wrists tightly, shifting his position to pin the younger to the floor so he wouldn't move as much.

This felt so surreal.

Akaza's dream finally coming true?

The older watched with a smile as Rengoku squirmed and roared as two large canines ripped through his gums, sending blood spurting from his mouth as a result.

Akaza bent down and held Rengoku's scrunched face in place, flickering his tongue to lick up the blood slathered on Kyojuro's chin.

He tasted amazing... as usual.

The upper moon savoured Rengoku's taste for a moment before thinking about when they killed Douma. Tanjiro and Giyuu had helped them, and the red haired boy carried his demon sister.

She apparently had never eaten a human. Akaza didn't want Kyojuro to loose his humanity, because perhaps he may loose their moments together at the same time?

The demon wondered...

Perhaps he could be like her? It was an option...

Akaza glanced at the hashira's rage filled features, eyes clouded with a haze of hunger and pain - the transformation ongoing.

Feeling a sudden flux of pity, Akaza grabbed a smooth stick laying next to Kyojuro's head and shoved it roughly into the new demon's mouth; securing it afterwards with the tassels of his trousers around Rengoku's head to hold the stick in place.

This was only a temporary solution.

Kyojuro looked even more agitated now, teeth clashing and gnawing violently at the wood - biceps and legs curling and tensing underneath Akaza in struggle.

"Shhh..." in a last attempt to comfort, Akaza stroked a hand through the pillar's scruffy hair and kissed him gently on the forehead while whispering soft nothings.