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10 October 2007 @ 04:47 pm
[Voice Post]  
[shaky breaths]

Please... just...

Stop it. I can't-

I can't take this. I'm sorry. Next time, I-

[Crackle and then a pop as it cuts off]

ooc: |D Un-affected, but oh, punishments from the flower mafia are the bestest, rly.
Current Mood: sicksick
byakuran: let's capture the dreambyakuran on October 12th, 2007 08:50 pm (UTC)
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And do compose yourself; it's a bit difficult to continue with you curled up like that.
Irie Shouichi: Real mafiosos get stomachacheswhite_anemone on October 12th, 2007 09:32 pm (UTC)
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We're not... quarreling.

[ tightening his grip on the flowers, starting to feed off the pain to get his focus ]
Irie Shouichi: He says you killed his dogwhite_anemone on October 12th, 2007 09:33 pm (UTC)
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Yes, sir.
byakuran: they may look cute &innocentbyakuran on October 12th, 2007 10:26 pm (UTC)
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Well, it's no longer a matter of concern.

[ slender fingers wrap around shouichi's arousal, which is now laid bare to byakuran's enigmatic gaze. he handles it as if tending to a flower, calmly & with careful tact. it's a gesture that gives no continued relief, he knows, yet it also allows his favorite to know that his punishment is far from over. because, despite his previous words, his subordinate's failure still hangs over his head. ]

It's my failure, as well. Isn't it?

For not . . .
byakuran: watch my icy hot super slidebyakuran on October 12th, 2007 10:26 pm (UTC)
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[ the pause itself is merely a brief calm before the storm. byakuran, himself, remains unaffected yet appropriately apologetic even as he stalls his ministrations to retrieve a familiar looking crystal vial from his pockets. he opens it, allowing clear liquid to spill out across his palm, and down each & every finger. he's confident that shouichi can recognize the fragrance for what it is ]
byakuran: step aside home-schoolbyakuran on October 12th, 2007 10:28 pm (UTC)
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educating you properly.

[ this time byakuran's fingers slip between shouichi's thighs, slick with the vials' torturous contents. it's not enough, of course, to allow a smooth entry, but punishment is never easy. especially not within the millefiore ]
Irie Shouichi: eeeeughwhite_anemone on October 12th, 2007 11:57 pm (UTC)
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[ fighting the urge to curl up again and gripping tight to the thorns now so he doesn't pull away, even as every tiny movement of byakuran's is starting to send off warning signals in his mind. draws in a slow breath as he tries to still the fear of what feels like is coming next ]

... Educating?

ooc: orz wrong journal.
byakuran: troubled childhood?byakuran on October 26th, 2007 10:16 pm (UTC)
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To develop the faculties and powers of (a person) by teaching, instruction, or schooling.
byakuran: i see you got fatbyakuran on October 26th, 2007 10:17 pm (UTC)
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Ah, no. Now that I think about it, I see that it's still your fault.

[ slowly & steadily, a rhythm is defined. nothing about byakuran's actions are rough, only dignified. &, as tense as shouichi is, he finds it easy to slip a third finger in ]
Irie Shouichi: DO NOT WAENTwhite_anemone on October 26th, 2007 10:34 pm (UTC)
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You just-

[ choking and trying not to pull back, because he's getting the feeling that struggling is the last thing he wants to do when byakuran's smiling like that ]

How is it my fault? You never-
byakuran: i just threw up in herebyakuran on October 26th, 2007 11:24 pm (UTC)
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[ to keep his subordinate in place, byakuran takes a hold of shouichi's hip, while perfectly trimmed nails dig miscellaneous crescents along exposed skin. it's a clear message, if anything else, as well as a warning ]

There it is, the expression I wanted to see the most~♪
byakuran: they may look cute &innocentbyakuran on October 26th, 2007 11:25 pm (UTC)
Quickly, make it again before I lose interest.
Irie Shouichi: DO NOT WAENTwhite_anemone on October 26th, 2007 11:55 pm (UTC)
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Make what again?

[ tightening his grip, trying to temper his frustration, but he doesn't get it ]

You're not making any sense. It hurts.
byakuran: watch my icy hot super slidebyakuran on October 27th, 2007 12:14 am (UTC)
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It's supposed to, Shou-chan. It's punishment.

[ however, despite his words, byakuran eases his grip & leans down to place a brief, elegant kiss along the marks he's left behind. shou-chan is his favorite, after all. & because he's his favorite, he alters the angle of his fingers. searching for tell-tale signs. an intake of breath, or a gasp. either will do as long as he gets what he wants. ]
Irie Shouichi: eeeeughwhite_anemone on October 27th, 2007 12:49 am (UTC)
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[ gritting his teeth, vision starting to get a little blurry behind his glasses as byakuran's fingers go deeper ]

I know, I know. It's-

[ biting his lip and closing his eyes as byakuran hits it, fingers scraping against the thorns to keep himself steady. typing is not going to be fun next week ]
[FILTERED :: { white spell } ] - byakuran on November 3rd, 2007 08:48 pm (UTC) (Expand)