~Mystic Lovers~

·Chapter 8·

A certain boy with flame like hair, and phoenix wings was laying on a bed with his arms tied behind his back, "So... Mr. Kitsune imposter, what do you want with me? Or shall I say, what do you want with my dad?" He asked, glaring at a man with long dark blue hair, "If you give me the answer, then I might be a good boy." He said with a small chuckle as he looked away with a small bead of sweat falling from his face.

The man frowned a little and then smiled before crouching down and grabbed his head and forcefully made him look at him, "First of all. I'm not a Kitsune imposter. I may look like one from a distance, but I'm from the Gumiho race which I'm very sure you know what it is. And you can't tell me what to tell you. If I'm twice as stronger than your father, then you won't even reach my strength." The man named Isemu said to him with a smirk.

"Tch, bastard..." He muttered, gritting his teeth a little, "Can't you at least loosen these ties? Hurts a little." He said, moving around a lot.

Isemu smiled a little more, "No. What can I do if my ultimate grand prized prey is finally within my grasp?" He asked him as he pinned him down underneath himself and sat on top of him, not realizing where he sat at, "Don't move so much or I might just mistake you for my dinner." He added as he licked his lips while staring at him with a hungry smile.

He groaned and looked away, "Get off, you weigh too much, you're crushing my loins..." He muttered. Isemu looked at him in surprise and then looked down before gasping and instantly jumped off and then grabbed him and pulled him up close, wrapping an arm around the boy's neck, "I'm quite grateful you pointed it out, but I'm still not going to let you do as you please!" He growled before opening his mouth and clamped down onto his shoulder, causing him to bleed quite a lot, and then licked up the blood quite desperate, "Why... Why do you taste so delicious?" He added and then held him closer to continue licking it up hungrily, "I want more..."

The boy named Okamo yelped, "Ngh! Get off!!" He growled, thrusting his elbow against his nose, "Leave off...!! Only my father is allowed to go near me...!" He growled.

Isemu ignored it as he pressed himself closer so he wouldn't lift his arms even though a bit of his own blood ran down from his nose, "Your father? Are you talking about the one who bore you? Elrath?" He asked as he stared at him a little psychotic while slightly trembling due to his bloodlust and hunger, "Tell me what happened and I might just let you go even though you taste like the high quality type of meal I like." He said to him and then leaned down and placed his mouth over the deep bite mark and suckled on it a little more gentle to clean the blood.

He growled from all the pain, "What would you do with that information?" He asked as he tried to get out from under his grasp. Isemu pulled away with a string of saliva and blood connecting between his tongue and the boy's shoulder, and then licked it up before smiling, "I'll take it in to consideration and decide whether or not I should let you go or munch away at your body until there's nothing but bones just like I've done to many others." He said to him and licked his lips as he loosened his grip slightly.

The boy shivered underneath him, "My father... He's so sweet to me... I was born and I grew up rather quick.... I have the lifespan of a phoenix, I've never met Fushicho, my dad, until yesterday... My father brought me up, he's teached me how to love and show feelings and affection... At times, he'd teach me how to show lust, using his own body. He had sex with me quite a few times, until I got the hang of it." He muttered, he pushed out his words hesitantly, worrying with what he'd do to Elrath, his father.

Isemu stared at him, and then smiled, "Oh? Seems that even the most feared Demon of all time can also catch feelings for his own offspring." He said to him teasingly before suddenly pushing him away, letting him fall to the floor and then stood up and untied the boy's arms, and then went to the door of the small house and opened it as he stood behind it, "Go. Leave this place before you regret it and don't ever come across this place again. I don't want to see you around here." He added and stood where there was shade as only his eyes shone a little bright.