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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,604
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuYu Hakusho, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Tidbits
Welcome aboard, everyone, to my small corner of short YYH stories. I will write any pairing that I like here, be it m/m, m/f, f/f, or more than two people. Because I need to get my impulses out in between the time I get hit with a major plotbunny-of-porn. Thanks for understanding!
-SPS
Title: Addict
Fandom: YYH
Pairing: Sensui/Hagiri
Rating: NC-17 (oral)
Summary: Hagiri was an addict. He didn’t know that though…
DISCLAIMER: I dun own Yû Yû. No sue, no touchie.
Hagiri Kaname was an addict.
It was the last thing he’d ever admit about himself- that he was embroiled in a world of violence, idealism, and lust, and he lived for the endless mixture of the three.
He remembered the first time he shot a projectile at one of his classmates. It was a girl that had constantly asking him out on dates, pestering him beyond belief. He felt a great sense of relief when the piece of chalk he had fired split the girl’s head in two and blood, brains, and small pieces of skull came out with the projectile. He had no guilt, no shame; that had been erased thanks to a relentless conditioning program that involved a top-secret Reikai tape and the man that controlled him, made him lust after him uncontrollably, made him want his hands on his body and his cock down his throat, in his ass…
Whenever he came back to Sensui’s apartment, he would boast of how many humans he had killed that day, and Sensui would smile and laugh maniacally in approval, and then pop the Black Chapters tape into the VCR. Hagiri waited eagerly for the moment when Sensui was aroused enough from the tape, and would unzip his pants and nod his head as if to say, “This is what you want”.
He wanted it, all right. To have what seemed to be the holy of holies in his mouth and down his throat; to be used for Sensui’s pleasure, to have him grunt and start fucking his face. Hagiri couldn’t get enough, and soon it had become a Pavolvian cycle of “do his bidding, then sleep with him for his approval, then go out and do his bidding again”.
By the time he was fighting Yuusuke, Sniper’s conditioning was out of control. He was truly an addict: when Hiei threaded him along his sword, all he could think of was the violence he had been shown and had committed, and Sensui’s constant piercing of his flesh…
He grasped out towards the horizon, half-unconscious, and whispered an incantation of the only thing he could feel:
”Sen- sui- san…”
-SPS
Title: Addict
Fandom: YYH
Pairing: Sensui/Hagiri
Rating: NC-17 (oral)
Summary: Hagiri was an addict. He didn’t know that though…
DISCLAIMER: I dun own Yû Yû. No sue, no touchie.
Hagiri Kaname was an addict.
It was the last thing he’d ever admit about himself- that he was embroiled in a world of violence, idealism, and lust, and he lived for the endless mixture of the three.
He remembered the first time he shot a projectile at one of his classmates. It was a girl that had constantly asking him out on dates, pestering him beyond belief. He felt a great sense of relief when the piece of chalk he had fired split the girl’s head in two and blood, brains, and small pieces of skull came out with the projectile. He had no guilt, no shame; that had been erased thanks to a relentless conditioning program that involved a top-secret Reikai tape and the man that controlled him, made him lust after him uncontrollably, made him want his hands on his body and his cock down his throat, in his ass…
Whenever he came back to Sensui’s apartment, he would boast of how many humans he had killed that day, and Sensui would smile and laugh maniacally in approval, and then pop the Black Chapters tape into the VCR. Hagiri waited eagerly for the moment when Sensui was aroused enough from the tape, and would unzip his pants and nod his head as if to say, “This is what you want”.
He wanted it, all right. To have what seemed to be the holy of holies in his mouth and down his throat; to be used for Sensui’s pleasure, to have him grunt and start fucking his face. Hagiri couldn’t get enough, and soon it had become a Pavolvian cycle of “do his bidding, then sleep with him for his approval, then go out and do his bidding again”.
By the time he was fighting Yuusuke, Sniper’s conditioning was out of control. He was truly an addict: when Hiei threaded him along his sword, all he could think of was the violence he had been shown and had committed, and Sensui’s constant piercing of his flesh…
He grasped out towards the horizon, half-unconscious, and whispered an incantation of the only thing he could feel:
”Sen- sui- san…”