Chapter 22: His Libation

There are duration's in which seclusion is a stimulating spirit that inebriates you with freedom. Other days its a insidious analeptic victimizing even the native, and sometimes its a scourge which inflict mayhem.

If I were the destitute pauper then he was the magisterial sovereign who sat rested on his throne one erected upon the corpses of mortals. I was the prisoner who was duped by the seductive tone of my keeper. Why was it that I couldn't escape him? I blamed it on the erratic thud of my heart that acclaim to me its blatant devotion. Yes, he was my beloved and the possessor of my heart.

We sat together the aged wooden bench which lay beneath us, it was dreadfully fractured, numerous keen strips of wood jut outward. Yet, the material of our clothing protected our bottoms. The hazy golden fixture was remarkably dim you couldn't even see the hands in front of your face. From where we sat you could see the brilliant stars that litter the sky. I silently sipped of the juice I had received from Ayato.

"Ayato-kun, Thank you for this."

"Hee, is it that nice." He responded.

"Yes!"

He leaned over me and spoke, "Let me drink it too."

Wait...It will be an indirect kiss like this....

His fingers secured my wrist with faint tension, his hands were like porcelain so sublime without a scant of aberration. Yet his nimble hands were a outlandish cadaverous pigment and his touch was arctic. I felt his unkempt bloody strands skim my cheek as he drank my juice.

"Nnn...Well, it doesn't taste bad does not does it taste good."

He sighed then resumed, "It feels like it's not a good substitute for other drinks."

"Eh....Is that so."

His emerald eyes narrowed as he looked at me.

"But, well it's not like pancake's blood is rich in sweetness."

An impish smirk emerged on his lips. His expression was one of pride, his eyebrows curved towards his nose.

"Hehe, it could be that ore-sama's tongue just has good taste."

Why was he comparing my blood to juice!?!

"Anyways, I'll give this to you. Drink it as you like."

"T-thank you."

It's the juice Ayato-kun drank from before...

The juice remained idle between my fingers as I was lost in thought.

"Whats wrong? Getting carried away. Aren't you going to drink it?" He asked.

I want to drink it....I-it would be an indirect kiss....

"I-I'm not thirsty anymore...so I'll drink the rest later."

I felt embarrassed as I stared at the lid of the drink where his lips touched.

"Hee..."

"Hey, pancake."

My stomach churned I had bad feeling.

"It can't be that you are doing that because of having an indirect kiss with ore-sama."

"S-such a thing."

I denied it but I knew he hit the nail on the head.

I could feel my heart stir in my chest. It beat uncontrollably at the though of intimacy. 

"Instead, it's making my heart pound though..."

"...........hmmm."

Suddenly he lurched forward meeting me face to face.

".....Ayato-kun. Don't come so close."

He leaned forward again arriving at my ear.

His voice deepens as he whispered into my ear, "Hehe, don't make a fuss about an indirect kiss at this point."

"B-but..."

"Aren't we always kissing like this..."

He pressed his lips to mine and then invaded my mouth. With his forcible kiss he used his mouth to harasses me, his tongue fiercely stoked the nerves on my tongue. I quivered as my body responded.

"Nn....say, an indirect kiss can't become hot like this right?" He questioned his face flushed.

"Y-yeah."

"Hehe, I do not dislike you being honest. I'll reward you with drinking from mouth to mouth."

He lifted the drink in my hand to his mouth and took a swig. He begins to kiss me again this time the sweeten juice mingled. When the juice slid done my throat he finished his kiss.

"Haa...how was it, it was tasty right?

"I-it was tasty."

It wasn't just the juice

"Since your stomach is full now, it's my turn to be satisfied, haha."

He slid the cloth covering my shoulder down. He gives my neck a lick before sinking his teeth in.

"Haa...Sweet.." He spoke after he swallowed.

His cold fingers skimmed my arm placing it to his lips.

"Next, I'll suck from your upper arm."

He sharply bites down.

"Ah!...."

After drinking for a short period he lifted his lips and spoke, "I'm having a proficient time with your taste."

"Feel my fangs..." He said as he bite down once more.

I felt discomfort as his teeth dug deeper.

"You'll get my carved mark on your body." He growled.

Author Notes:

Author-san is incapacitated

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Oh God! Oh God. Something's really wrong.

Delete things at random?

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(POV UNKNOWN)

I think Author-san is broken...

What should I do? She suddenly collapsed. Was it due to something from the audio she was listening to?

Suddenly Author-san randomly jerks.

NOO Senpai! don't die...

"Eto... Author-san?"

I poke her shoulder and I crotch down.

She stands quickly adjusting her glasses.

"What is it?"

"....."

"Are you....ok?"

"Urrr...yes..."

She lowers to the floor and starts drawing cycles with her fingers muttering.

"You saw nothing, nothing, nothing. I wasn't listening to Ayato's character song..."

I broke Senpai!

"Quick think about Reiji losing his glasses."

"PFFFFT....HAHAHA..."

"I could imagine him stumbling into wall and being like..."

"How uncouth of me.." As he furrows his brows.

"When I find who stole my glasses....yes, a strict punishment must be dealt."

See you... 

☮ RUKI-SENPAI ☮