[-✘✘✘-] ;; Things were just getting better and better in front of his eyes. She was actually loving every bit of it and offered him something no sane person would’ve. Complete control. Ready to slave around for him. Though it disgusted him that she grabbed at the foot that kicked her and gave her yet another one of those she seemed to enjoy so much. Wether or not he could use a toy for his sadistic needs and maybe even test out some of his knives. He still turned around and walked off, but stopped just a few steps in before turning back at her. With a malicious smirk on his lips he faced the struck down girl and squatted. Gesturing at her to come closer with his index finger.
“A’igh, crawl fa m’. Fuckin’ mutt."
ღ·¨·¨❝悲しみと憎しみ❞
Again she was pushed away, and it left her feeling empty and unwanted. Were her words not enough to entice him to keep her around? Or perhaps he already had a pet and merely indulged in her for his own sick amusement; both sent her reeling with annoyance and it was plainly written on her face.
Even when he turned around and then returned, crouching before her and then giving a ‘come hither’ motion with his finger and with his words a chord was struck at the back of her mind. Weakly her palms pressed on either side of her, and she willed her body forward. And oh, it did hurt, she could feel her labia rub against her injured clit, forcing gasps of pain from her, all the while her breasts soaked in green, dribbling on the concrete below.
Each huff expelled a strange white mist from her fanged jaws,
coupled with her saliva that looked white and fairly sticky. And
just when she made it to him, her chest felt tight and it burned –
the anticipation was killing her.
[-✘✘✘-] ;; The hand he previously held on her throat ascended, placed on the back of his neck where he found some comfort in the warmth of his hair and muscles. A disgusted look appeared in those, now completely, dimmed down crimson hues while lips curled down even further.
His other hand was shoved in his pocket to present himself even more uninterested than before and allowed the nimble fingers running along his leg, but the second they reached his thigh he placed the underside of his boot against her chest. Shoving her backwards.
“Gimme one gud fuckin’ reason not ta.”
ღ·¨·¨❝悲しみと憎しみ❞
The second she feels the soul of his boot settle against the square of her chest, kicking her back and right into her own mess. A dejected look was given while she thought over in a panic what it was she could say to sway this strong-willed man – anything or nothing at all? Her body still covered in the light green sheen of her own blood, she returned to her knees and crawled back, grabbing at the foot that so deliciously kicked her away.
“You liked it too, as much as me.
I’ll be your… toy. I will obey.”
[-✘✘✘-] ;; The kicking of her legs hadn’t fazed him even in the slightest though did entice him to put more force into the grip he held on her throat. But what happened just a second later was something even he hadn’t expected, or even seen before. This bitch orgasmed right in front of him after he ripped out her clit piercing and eyes fell on the puddle of whatever the fuck that was. A mixture of fluids and some neon green bullshit that appeared to be her blood.
This was one strange girl to say at the least. However his focus got pulled back when his ears were filled up with the odd eagerness of her pleads and the grin he had plastered on his face was tugged into a more crooked form. Without even a warning of what he was gonna do next he pulled at the chain again. Therefor ripping out the jewelry in her nipples and left her struggling for a bit in his grasp before dropping her to the ground, and swimming in her own filth. When his crimson optics fell on the mutilated girl his amusement fell off of his features and spoke in an almost lazy, and bored tone.
“Yer fuckin’ trash."
ღ·¨·¨❝悲しみと憎しみ❞
The next set of piercings were slowly pulled from her body; the agonizing pain left her body arching – trying to stop him from pulling them out – but they ripped from her flesh. Each hard yank forced a whimper from her drooling mouth, all the while her stare looked half-dead, her body limp in his hold before she was tossed to the ground like a used tissue.
Stretched out on the ground, Nana stared up with a glazed expression for a time, before weakly pushing into a sit, her head felt like a million pounds and bobbed from one side to the other, while her nimble fingers began to run along his legs and then his thighs.
”Onegaishimasu…
. . .Ikanaide“
[-✘✘✘-] ;; Amusement fell over his features when her outfit melted away into pretty much nothing but bare skin. Man, he really does run into the weirdest bitches around. Though even he couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering over the several pieces of jewelry that pierced her flesh here and there. What might’ve worked for her on every other guy or even female didn’t work on him.
It only brought up the sadistic side to him and slender digits curled themselves around the chain connecting the several parts. He made sure to have calculated what he was doing and ripped the piercing in her clit out of the flesh by pulling the chain with a chuckle. His hand continued upwards along the length of the chain and tugged when he reached the split leading to her breasts.
“Fuckin’ beg m’"
ღ·¨·¨❝悲しみと憎しみ❞
If there was one thing from this encounter Nana hadn’t expected – it was sudden flash of pain strike up from the lower half of her body and upward. His forceful yank had split her clit and she began to bleed; its color that of a neon green, while her legs kicked out in reflex to the tug.
”NYAAAH!!!“
Nana was in a mix of pain and pleasure; the wound on her clit only enhanced her delight and she orgasmed right on the spot, soaking the ground just between them. Her lips parted like a wanton whore, begging for more of what made her scream out in murder.
Just as his fingers glided along the red string, tugging fiercely on the piercings that looped through her nipples, a whine of defeat escaped the thirsty creature. Her eyes that had been glowing a bright red began to dampen, and his command was immediately obeyed with a strange sort of eagerness.
”Do whatever you want to me!
Please… I’m at your mercy!
A n y t h i n g you w a n t...“
[-✘✘✘-] ;; “Jus’ shut da fuck up."
Though his posture might’ve been that of a helpless puppy not knowing what was about to hit him. He saw everything. Felt everything. Heard everything. The change in her eyes, the change in her voice and even the fingers sharpening into sharp claws. The crimson of his eyes grew a vibrant glow while thin, pierced lips curled upwards into a grin exerting every ounce of malice he had going on in his sick and darkness filled mind.
Tattooed fingers shot out at a blinding speed and gripped a hold of the female’s throat when he finally turned to face her, and stood up to lift her off the ground. His own slender figure surrounded by a ink like substance that seemed to move freely around it as black painted nails grew into sharp talons poking at the flesh of her neck.
"Looks like I jus’ foun’ m’own fuckin’ course righ’ ‘ere."
ღ·¨·¨❝悲しみと憎しみ❞
Nana is thwarted before she can even begin, her throat is held tight in place while her entire outfit melts away into a more submissive appearance; someone who might be classified as the dominatrix’s toy. Pierced breasts and clit with a red string attached to said neck he was poking, leaving the turquoise female dangling at his mercy. Her teeth gave resounding snaps, like a mindless beast until finally she spoke.
”Ugh! Let me go!
Asshole!“
"Oh man! Hey!
Hey! Kon'nichiwa!“
Nene aggressively points to the item the woman’s holding,
” あなたはそれを食べるつもりですか？“
[-✘✘✘-] ;;“Yeahh, nah. I ain’ goin’ ‘nywhere. ‘m sittin’ jus’ fine ‘ere, buh’ yer free ta fuckin’ bounce. Li’l bitch.”
A huff was directed in the general direction of the female before he diverted his gaze away from hers again and simply stared out in front of him. Fucking strange idiots nowadays. Why did he always run into them. It was almost as if he was born with a magnet attracting stupidity.
"You know what? I change my mind…
I’m feeling a little hungry.“
What were the odds of him fighting her off, after all? If anything, Nana was consistently bored of the populace that polluted these streets, and how many of them never put up any resistance to her will. So out of her boredom and the growling at the pit of her gut, she made her move on the man sitting just next to her.
Her lips parted to reveal vicious fangs, those eyes once vibrant and full
of light were quickly replaced by bright red pupils, while her fingers sharpened into claws.
”You look like my kinda filler.“
Willpower
If there’s one thing you should understand about the Kurōn its that their will is significantly weak to those who are stronger and powerful. They were created to serve and o b e y, and act on the will of Subete no hahaoya. But there is a flaw in their design, Hahaoya did not anticipate humans ( or other creatures concerning AU’s ) having a strong enough will to usurp her hold on the Kurōn. So if a woman or man comes along with a significantly stronger will than the Kurōn in question ( like Nana ), she will immediately o b e y.
Willpower isn’t immediately sensed, however, for the Kurōn – it’s more like an assertion of dominance. A command given to the Kurōn for which they cannot disobey and immediately follow the order; its an intoxicating feeling for the alien species in particular, and they feel rewarded, happy and full of p u r p o s e when told what to do.
This also feeds their more sinful desires; sex, gluttony, obsession, etc. They have no concept of what is ‘too much’, only what they think is 'too little’, and because of that many of them take on a characteristic of something they feel isn’t enough. In Nana’s case; it’s food of any kind – doesn’t matter if its sweet, bitter, tangy, tasteless, she has an insatiable need to eat and fill herself up.
Ironically, food other than the flesh of humans can truly satisfy her. So it’s an endless cycle of stuffing her face and feeling completely empty.
[-✘✘✘-] ;; “Minless dipshit? Nah, wudn’t call m’ tha’. Jus’ dun’ giv’ a fuck ‘bout people tha’ ain’ shit."
Wether or not the look gave out a different message than her words did had no effect on the guy. His gaze as icy as ever with the crimson irises on unusual black sclera’s hinting at a faint glow. Half lidded eyes gave this girl an almost lazy and uninterested look for a second or two before diverting them.
"Tha’d b’ a firs’. ‘m jus’ askin’ m’self da fuck ‘m doin’ talkin’ ta ‘verage girl’s nowadays."
Nana’s curiosity is peaked for a second; average? His ‘cool guy’ air and smooth exterior made her want to chortle in a fit of laughs, yet maintained a neutral attitude. Running her slender fingers along her neck and then around the collarbone, she purrs, ”yeah? Well, go away then if I’m so average.“
”Baka.“
[-✘✘✘-] ;; “Feisty. Waddaya? On yer period or sum’in?"
Okay now this peaked his interest. Normally people would avoid him completely let alone talk to him like that.
”Mmm, that sure give you an
excuse to keep being a mindless dipshit.“
Her tongue was quick to flick barbs, and yet the look in her eyes spoke an entirely different language; they focused on this man for quite sometime. The iris was pink while the outer eye was a vibrant violent; and they were hypnotic when together.
”What’s wrong? Pussy got your tongue~?“
