Scenario: Pleasure & Pain

As Azusa bit him, (M/N) screamed and started struggling, his knees touching and trembling together. However, (M/N) couldn't shove him away, not when he's being drained of life. So, (M/N) hurt him, with his own beloved bloody knife. "Get off of me!" (M/N) croaked, while slashing his cheek, as Azusa smirked and stumbled backwards. "You're impossible, Azusa! I had enough of you."

Unfortunately, (M/N) could barely stand, but still lifted himself up. Of course, (M/N)'s knees shook, his body fatigued and frigid. For this reason, (M/N)'s eyes watered, (E/C) orbs overflowing with tears. "You hate me, don't you?" Azusa chuckled, while watching him from afar, as (M/N) reaches for the doorknob. "It's okay, (M/N). I don't hate you. I could never hate you. You're special to me."

Instantly, (M/N) turned around, with his hands balled. But, (M/N) moved too fast, lightheadedness taking him over. Yet, (M/N)'s voice didn't falter, embodying bottled disappointment and dissatisfaction throughout their relationship. "Well, I don't feel special," (M/N) confessed, while teardrops dripped down his chin, as (M/N) then bitterly laughed. "No, I only feel pain - the unpleasant kind, the one only you know."

***

In the distance, Azusa had heard loud laughter, his brothers chuckling and chortling gleefully. Even so, Azusa didn't care, not upset with them. However, Azusa was upset at himself, but didn't understand why. "What does he mean?" Azusa asked, while lowering his head, as his lavender orbs drifted shut. "What does he want? That's what pain is. Pain should hurt."

However, Azusa's brothers disagreed, like always. After all, Azusa's brothers didn't understand his affliction, but still they try to. For this reason, Azusa heard them out, not expecting anything different from them. "Not necessarily," Yuma answered, while mischievously grinning, as Azusa tiredly sighed. "You're too naive. (M/N) wants to feel good. If done right, pain and pleasure can become one."

So, Azusa scoffed, pale lips tugging up. After all, Azusa had expected another lecture, not actual advise. For this reason, Azusa knelt down, his knife laying bloody and discarded. "He'll feel something," Azusa admitted, while clutching his knife, as Azusa slyly smirked. "It'll feel good. Well, I hope so. After all, I have a higher pain tolerance than him."

XOXO

As his bedroom opened, (M/N) slowly sat up, his hand reaching for the light switch. However, (M/N) was too late, his body already pinned. So, (M/N)'s lips parted, his shrill scream echoing throughout the mansion. "Hush now," Azusa smiled, while his knife gilded against (M/N)'s lips, as (M/N) whimpered and writhed underneath him. "It's okay, (M/N). It's only me."

In that case, (M/N) would have felt safe, but not anymore. After all, (M/N) hated that familiar knife, especially feeling pain too. So, (M/N) sobbed and started struggling, except vainly. "Let me go!" (M/N) shrieked, while flailing his arms, as (M/N) felt lips brushing his. "What are you doing, Azusa?"

Even so, (M/N) couldn't turn away, not truly either wanting to. Then, (M/N)'s eyes began drooping drown, (E/C) orbs half-lidded and heavy. But, (M/N) kept them somehow open, staring into lustful lavender pools. "What do you think, (M/N)?" Azusa snapped, while sliding his hands underneath (M/N)'s nightgown, as (M/N) blushed bright red. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

***

So, Azusa flipped (M/N) over, his hands grabbing (M/N)'s waist. Then, Azusa pushed himself into (M/N), who squeaked and squeezed shut his (E/C) eyes. However, Azusa didn't relent, thrusting through (M/N)'s sobbing and shaking. "It feels so good ... " (M/N) moaned, while clawing at the bedsheets, as Azusa playfully licked his ear. "Don't stop ... "

However, Azusa thought that too, not wanting to stop. After all, Azusa also felt good, his thrusts then turning rough and rugged. For this reason, Azusa heard (M/N) gasp, feeding and fueling his animalistic nature. "I love your voice ... " Azusa mumbled, while bruising (M/N)'s hips, as Azusa's fingernails dug into (M/N)'s skin. "You're so beautiful, (M/N)."

Then, Azusa's fingers trailed lower, stroking (M/N)'s hardened member. After all, Azusa enjoyed hearing (M/N), squirming and squealing underneath him. In other words, Azusa liked teasing (M/N), especially listening to (M/N) beg for more. "Faster ... " (M/N) mewled, while tearing the bedsheets, as Azusa just chuckled. "Go faster ... "

XOXO

As his body buckled, (M/N) cried and collapsed, (E/C) eyes quickly drifting shut. However, (M/N) couldn't fall asleep, not with his hair harshly yanked backwards. But, (M/N) didn't fight or resist, just stared at the ceiling. "We're not done here," Azusa smirked, while licking (M/N)'s neck, as (M/N)'s fingers curled around the torn stained sheets. "You have to give me what I want now."

However, (M/N) found himself succumbing, his head nodding too. Then, (M/N) hugged him, offering himself up. So, (M/N) felt fingers threading through his hair, rather than tugging his (H/C) locks. "What are you waiting for, then?" (M/N) sighed, while cool lips touched his neck, as (M/N) simply smiled at the gesture. "Go ahead."

Then, (M/N) groaned and grimaced in pain, sharp fangs biting him. But, (M/N) felt then the pain go, twisting and turning into pleasure. So, (M/N) found himself relaxing, letting himself being drained. "You taste so sweet," Azusa snickered, while wiping his mouth, as (M/N) started feeling weak. "I want more."

***

So, Azusa grabbed his knife, the tip tracing (M/N)'s thighs. However, Azusa pushed down, piercing (M/N)'s skin. Then, Azusa bit into (M/N)'s thigh, (M/N)'s finger curling into his hair. "Ahhh ... " (M/N) moaned, while tilting his head backwards, as Azusa's fangs sank deeper inside of him. "Darling, I'm so tired ... "

But, Azusa continued drinking, not stopping until (M/N)'s fingers fell from his hair. Then, Azusa retracted his fangs, licking clean (M/N)'s wounds. So, Azusa heard another moan, (M/N)'s voice soft and shaky. "I love you," Azusa mumbled, while embracing (M/N), as Azusa also kissed (M/N)'s cheek. "I love you so, so much."

Then, Azusa closed his eyes, his forehead resting against (M/N)'s. But, Azusa felt lips kissing his, but shyly and slowly. So, Azusa cupped (M/N)'s face, leading and finishing their kiss. "And, I love you," (M/N) murmured, while smiling and sighing, as Azusa chuckled. "Sweet dreams, my love."  

A/N: What do you think? Leave me your thoughts.