ikigai [ reverse harem x reader ] ON HOLD

09

⚠️ BLOOD PLAY, MURDER

"What was it you wanted to talk about, Hayate?" You asked as you sat on a cushion in his bedroom.

Hayate stood before you, flustered and nervous before he prostrated himself before and said "Y/n-sama, please let me have a taste of you. Daisuke and Genji already have... and I cannot bear to go any longer without pleasing you."

You smiled and stood up, a sudden thought arising to your mind.

"Well... Hayate... I have other ways you could please me. Sexual favors isn't all that I desire." You knelt before him and cupped his face, forcing him to lock eyes with you.

He nodded his head and said "What can I do for you then?"

He sat up and you lifted your kimono to reveal a garter with a knife tucked into the sheath nicely.

Hayate's cheeks flushed and his eyes widened as you pulled out the silver pocket knife you had bought at the Saturday market.

You crawled over to your boy and sat on his lap, cradling it between your legs.

Hayate was flaming hot as you pulled down his Kimono to reveal his shoulders and collarbones. You ran the blade softly against his bare chest, making him shiver.

"W-what are you gonna do with that?" The white haired boy asked shyly.

You laid kisses on his collarbone, leaving him in a puddle of complete ecstasy.

You pressed the tip of the knife into the crook of his collarbone, making him wince from the sting. Slowly, you drew the blade vertically as he let out a noise of pain.

"T-that hurts... Y/n-sama." He wined as all your focus was on the blood dotting on the cut, just barely drawing enough blood.

You licked the blood dotting his flesh, your salvia seeping into his cut, making him whine and squirm.

You sucked on the incision, hoping to draw more blood out.

Hayate snaked his arms around you and pushed you closer against him as you drew your knife and started cutting deeper down his collarbone and towards his chest.

He yelled out in pain, mixed with a moan of pleasure as more blood trickled down his chest.

Hayate hated to admit how much he loved you playing with his blood, making precise incisions and feasting on his crimson liquid like some erotic, bloodthirsty vampire.

Your tongue trailed down his cut as you caught the blood flowing down in to your tongue.

It tasted metallic-like, with a strong iron aftertaste.

You got off Hayate's lap and ripped his kimono off, revealing his nude body with blood trickling down his long incision on his chest.

Your mind started clouding with unseemly thoughts, and your body trembled uncontrollably over your boy bleeding and panting from experiencing those sharp pains of the cuts.

You wanted more. These little cuts and blood licking weren't satisfying your deep desires of bloodlust and other unspeakable, immoral things.

But you had discarded any sort of moral you had when that Kami came to you that night, and had stripped you of humanity, empathy, and compassion.

You pushed him down, his nude body falling into his kimono on the floor and you straddled his body before running your knife down his chest, making him whimper.

"Hayate... you will forgive me for this, correct?" You asked, although you could care less for forgiveness from your lowly slave for what you were about to do.

He smiled at you, a bright blush on his cheeks as he said "Forgive you for what? You could do no wrong. Please... do as you want to me. It would be a blessing to be used by you... Y/n-sama."

You smiled softly before you slammed the knife into his chest, his eyes growing wide as he choked and coughed up his blood.

Those brown eyes of his spiraling in horror made you smile deviously.

Nothing was more satisfactory then seeing a pretty boy die. You pulled the knife out and licked the blade.

It tasted heavenly. You sucked on the blade until it came out of your mouth clean and shiny.

Hayate's last moments were you licking his murder weapon, your fingers tracing the wound before dipping your fingers into it, making him groan before putting those fingers into your mouth.

You sat up and looked down at the lifeless body, your free hand trailing down between your legs.

You knelt down at his head and kissed his soft lips that were still warm. "Good boy, Hayate."

Your hand reached down to his fatal wound that had killed the boy, and you pressed on it hard.

You closed your eyes as you felt the sinister Kami energy flow through your veins. It was so powerful it was making you feel sick.

You focused on the darkness that flowed through your bloodstream and out your hands covering the stab wound.

"I don't want you dead forever, Hayate..." You said as you groaned a bit as the Kami magic took its course.

You removed your hands and Hayate's eyes shot open as he saw you massaging a scar that was on his chest.

"Welcome back." You said sweetly before kissing his face as his eyes darted around the room in a desperately confused manner.

"I'm sorry if I went too far... but you'd do anything for me now, Hayate. Wouldn't you?"

The confused boy nodded in agreement before asking "Did I die?"

You nodded your head and cupped his cheek before saying "Just for a moment. Don't you worry. I'll make sure the others pamper and treat you well like you deserve tonight. You were such a good boy."

You ran your fingers through his white locks as he was dazed and confused. He had died... and came back to life. How?

Was Y/n-sama a God? A Kami?

At this point, she sure as hell wasn't human.

— FUN FACTS —

— Y/n-sama possesses all the knowledge of the world due to the mysterious Kami that visited her in her dreams.
— She also can perform resurrection but only on those who fell prey to the Shrine's energy

— What do you think this mysterious Kami is and why did it give these dark powers to the reader? —