Substitution

Substitution

A Yu Yu Hakusho fanfiction by Sir Psycho Sexy

A/N: A sequel to Thoth Moon's awesome fanfic "Will You Accept the Charges?".

Found:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5211500/1/

and here:

http://thoth-moon.livejournal.com/192969.html


Features Itsuki topping (OMFGNOES- LOL), mindfuck, heavy BDSM, blood play, and a lot of other kinky stuff. Enjoy!

-SPS
-----
“Take me”.

Itsuki had disconnected from Yomi's palace and was now standing by Sensui in their livingroom. He could feel the unease pouring off of Minoru, an unease, he thought, that was a mix of sexual frustration and bloodlust to go out and kill more humans since Yomi had rejected his offer.

Itsuki had heard his request to take him, but had decided to tease him for a while longer; it would be so much more satisfying for the both of them this way.

"Do you feel bad since you could not get him to bite into your metaphorical apple?" the yaminade mused.

Sensui just glared at him, but, in so doing, showed that he had a very marked erection outlined by the fabric of his pants.

Itsuki smirked. "Remember, that, I too, am a demon, and...I will bite into every juicy apple you feed me."

As he spoke the last part of his sentence, he walked over to where Sensui was standing and brushed his hand teasingly against his clothed erection. Sensui's hips rolled up slightly to meet his hand, while he answered, "Yes, but you are not S-class. You do not possess the ability to tear through my flesh, nor do I think that you have the energy needed to give it to me as roughly as I would like."

"You do not remember that we yaminade are...inventive? We have extra hands for a reason." As Itsuki spoke, he reached up into Sensui's shirt, grabbed a nipple, and slowly, excruciatingly, twisted it between the knuckles of his pointer and middle fingers. Sensui grunted as he felt the pain jolt down from his nipple into his crotch.

"See? I can improvise." Itsuki smirked. "How odd of you to forget such a thing when you've known about demons since you were but a child, and you've known about bedding this particular one for nine years, give or take." He gave the nipple another rough twist, and leaned into Sensui's ear. "Or is Minoru simply too bull-headed and aroused to do anything?"

"Take…me..." Minoru hissed.

"What? I did not hear you clearly."

A combination of his intense horniness and his pent-up frustration let something fly out of his mouth that he needed to say.

"You're the only demon around here. And since I have missed out on my opportunity to have a demon lord rape and kill me...I will have to make a slight substitution."

Itsuki smirked as he removed Sensui's shirt with his shadow hands. "I am very glad to hear that. Now...be a good boy and… bend over." A mischievous glint in his eye, coupled with an intense glare, meant that the yaminade meant business- or at least, he meant to attend to Sensui’s business.

Minoru snorted; the personalities were arguing inside of his head again, and he was trying his damndest to keep Kazuya's desire to reverse the situation and rape Itsuki in check. "Fine."

"If you feel like calling out Yomi's name, by all means, go ahead." Itsuki teasingly removed Sensui's pants, and, as if he were a voracious demon lord, ripped off his underwear, and yelled again for Sensui to get on the ground, in the exact same manner that he would imagine Sensui would be doing to him about now were they both not so keen on roleplaying this scenario.

"I promise a quality simulation." With that, he removed his own clothes, knelt behind Sensui, and slid his cock in, dry.

"Lord Yomi wants to make it hurt. He wants to remind you that you're a dirty, filthy piece of human scum," he whispered. Something about humiliating Sensui made him even more aroused, as if he were humiliating a part of himself, and he drove his cock in deeper and Sensui grunted in pain.

"See? He wants to tear your poor little human rectum, desecrate his food before he kills and eats it."

"Hnnn!" Sensui bucked up towards Itsuki’s rough thrusting, wanting him to tear into him harder than he was already, not caring that Itsuki was already trying his damndest.

"Ah, so you feel it." As Itsuki continued thrusting, he sent the shadow hands into the bathroom to fetch some razor blades out of the medicine cabinet.

"I bet you want to feel his claws against your back, hmm? Just slicing through your insignificant human flesh as if it were butter…”

"Yes!" Minoru grunted. He arched his back up like a cat’s.

At that instant, he shadow hands had returned, and, with them, Itsuki carved deep slashes into Sensui's back using the razor blades.

"Lord Yomi would like to have a bit of appetizer since he saw that he scratched you up."

"Of...course..." He grunted in a combination of pain and pleasure.

With that, Itsuki dipped his tongue into one of the fresh wounds, and drank some of the blood, intoxicated by the taste, the scent of it, Sensui’s rich scent, driving his tongue deeper into the wound and inadvertently moaning as he did so. He did the same with the other one; Sensui was, at this point, so erotically possessed by the idea that some demon was killing him slowly, seductively, sampling his blood, prying around in his flesh, that he began to jerk himself off.

"Lord Yomi would not like that," Itsuki scolded. He stopped licking the wounds, and slowly wrapped his hands around Sensui's neck.

"He would rather he and you...die...together." Thrusting as hard as he possibly could into Sensui, he applied pressure to Sensui's neck, choking him as best he could with his B-class strength, and yelling uncharacteristically loudly and savagely save for the times Sensui was fucking him.

"Die...die...fucking...human...you....filthy...slut...piece of...meat.."

At that instant, it was too much to bear for Sensui , the pain, the torture, the pleasure- and he ejaculated all over the floor; he wanted to cry out "Yomi", but he was being choked. Feeling his partner come, Itsuki came too, still feeling the psychological effects of his pretending-to-be-Yomi torture.

Itsuki got off of Sensui, stood up, and asked: "How was it?"

"Excellent, other than the fact that I did not actually die."

"Would you hope your actual death would be so...erotic?"

"Of course; it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for both sexual intercourse with an S-class demon, and to be victoriously killed by one." Sensui smirked.

Itsuki laughed. "So...if you ever need to visit the junction of Eros and Thanatos again before your actual death, you do know where to turn."

"Of course, so do not remind me. Demons are so scarce here...Human males are fun to manipulate for sexual favors, but they are nowhere near demons as far as…ahem… prowess is concerned."

Itsuki put his clothes back on and smiled as Sensui clothed himself again, and silently sat on the couch to watch tapes of Hit Studio, wincing slightly from the leftover pain, but being determined to overcome it; it was nothing to him, after all.

Sensui didn't really look like it at times, but he did know better, Itsuki thought as he stood behind the couch and smirked, joining his now-satisfied lover in watching the favorite television program of his youth.

-FIN