Lost Pet and Insane Childern (Saki + Zetsumei)

[Saki Sephron]

Saki took a small moment to study Zetsumei. He wondered what the man would taste like, what his skin would feel like. It was a childish curiousity, but also something deeper, like it was something pre-determined. It was obviously something more then an awkward friendship that maybe wouldn't be so bad. Saki never felt this was about his friends at home.

He remembered a time at home, where another boy in his class who he was friends with asked him out. The boy had simply said 'Would you go out with me?' which to the naieve Saki could've meant anything. He had agreed and waited outside for the boy thinking that was the meaning of "out". The other boy never showed up... and the next day at school seemed broken hearted.

As he looked back on it, he now knew the meaning of "out" and regretted it. When he was brought out of his trance he found himself leaning on Zetsumei heavily while the older man still sat there with his hand extended expectantly.

"Huh? Oi! Sorry!" he shot up and shook the man's hand, "Just... spaced out I suppose!"

[Zetsumei Zepher]

Zetsumei sat there for a few minutes, feeling like a complete imbecile keeping his hand extended even when Saki didn’t take it. Though he would never admit to it, the action, or lack of, hurt him dearly. Were his previous actions of coming on to the boy too strong and because of it, he didn’t want to even touch him? Or maybe the Fae figured out who he really was, a Prasidion, a freak of nature that supposedly can’t love nor feel compassion for any living being. Yes, it was true that he killed his parents without a second thought and felt barley any pain of regret, but they never care for him so why should he return the favor?

He was suddenly knocked out of his thoughts as a weight pressed down on his shoulders. Looking down, he saw Saki, his eyes dazed as if in deep thought, leaning against him. A twitch of a smile appeared on his face before he scolded himself for being so emotional. Since when did he care what other people thought of him? As long as he achieved his dream of becoming more powerful, who cared about anyone else, yet that look upon Saki’s face, so innocent and sweet, changed his mind almost instantly.

Once again, the executioner was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt the boy’s hand in his and the apologies strewn at him. He contorted his face into a slightly annoyed one, rolling his eyes at the other’s words. He was beginning to think why he saved this dunce in the first place. It would’ve surly lessened the idiot population by at least ten fold. “Right…so uh…Saki…what do you want to do?” he asked hesitantly, half because his forte was not in socializing and the other half because he was afraid of what the boy would say.

[Saki Sephron]

Saki was utterly confused. Zetsumei had given him a look as if backing off when he leaned on him was the wrong thing to do. Was it the right thing to do to keep leaning on him? Did Zetsumei think he stopped because he didn't like him. This was all giving little Saki a headache. He didn't want Zetsumei to think he hated him, they were friends. Good friend aparrently, if Zetsumei found it appropriate to squeeze the boy's thigh and act so friendly towards him.

"I dunno... you pick. It's your... uh house."

Saki hesistated at the word house, this was no house he'd ever seen before.

[Zetsumei Zepher]

“It’s a ship,” Zetsumei mumbled as he tried to think of an activity to entertain them, other than the suggestion coming from the head between his legs. Although he may think it as fun and entertaining, Saki may have other opinions considering he almost became on of the many rape victims that have been aboard this ship. Also, his conscious seemed to interfere with his thought process much more whenever it involved Saki, preventing him from doing anything too drastic. This was one of the reasons he rarely, or more of never, listened to that “voice of reason.”

The Prasidion reached out to pet his snake that usually sits on his shoulder out of habit while thinking to find that his snake was not there. His body went ridged and eyes widened, grey orbs darted across the room for his yellowish slithering friend. With a sudden bolt up, most likely leaving Saki to fall on the bed where he once sat, he stalked out the door trying to find his snake, completely forgetting about the Fae.

At quick pace, he walked down the halls of the ship with his jaw clenched tight, a glare set on his face bound to freeze anyone in their paths. The halls cleared a path for him as he was well known for his temper and most didn’t want to be there when he exploded. Also, they learned from past experiences that if one didn’t move out of his way, you were pushed to the ground and left there until a friend helped you out from under the trampling feet of pass byers.

[Saki Sephron]

Saki blinked adorably. Hands gripping the bed he was now sitting on. Being all alone in a scary ship like this was a frightening thought. And now his only friend in the entire ship was taking off down the hall. The boy nervously hopped off the bed, his skinny, hyper body looking oddly tense as his swirly eyes widened.

"Friiiennnndddd!?" he cried, tripping over himself to get to the doorway, "Frieeend! Come back here!!!"

He zipped down the hallway after Zetsumei with his tiny legs. Gliding through turns and passed several pissed looking Prasidons who were whispering something about Zetsumei getting all the cute ones. As he caught up with Zetsumei his running slowed down, feet suddenly leaving the ground as he jumped onto the Prasidon's back, his little body not leaving much of an impact but the power of pure inertia leaving it's mark.

"You left me alone! Don't do that again!"

[Zetsumei Zepher]

After Zetsumei had pushed past the many people that were, for some reason or another, crowded outside of his room, he slowed to a steady walking pace, grey eyes scanning the ship. It shouldn’t be too hard to find his snake as it should stand out with his bright yellow skin against the white floor. As if the mere thought of it conjured it to him, the snake appeared behind one corner, slowly making its way towards him.

However, before he got his chance to even try to pick up his pet, he was stopped by a loud voice echoing down the hallway. He turned his head to see what the commotion was about, wondering if Saki had gotten into any trouble yet again, to find himself face to face with the boy clinging on his back. The sudden force of the tackle would have sent him flying on the ground if not for his fast reflexes, catching himself just before he lost his balance.

Just as he regained his balance, Saki decided to talk, extremely loud, in his ear, which yet again, threw him off balance, but this time, he could not save himself, landing painfully on his back. He groaned irritably, annoyed by the boy’s antic with only an hour of his presence. He looked up at him, a glare set on his face, meeting his pink swirly eyes. His adorable expression made him so cute, so kissable, so fuckable.

“You’re so goddamn annoying…” Zetsumei mumbled before placing his hand behind the other’s neck to push him against his lips, kissing him hungrily. After so many hours of working, not able to take more than a few hours of break, it was nice to get a time to relax and release some stress, and few maybe something else as well. As for kissing in the middle of the hallway, it didn’t matter to him. Public affection never bothered him, nor did putting on a good show.

[Saki Sephron]

And suddenly his dear "friend's" lips were pressed to his own. Saki squirmed and fidgeted against Zetsumei. It looked like he was struggling, when really he was just finding it especially hard to stay still right now. He was being kissed, not just any kiss but by a man older and stronger and with a lot more experience then he had. The boy gasped into the kiss, shaking, hyper hands lacing themselves around Zetsumei's neck. He tasted so yummy, so sweet and safe and just right. Yes, he liked this game.

The boy pressed back weakly, his swirly eyes were wide and shocked, worried about doing it wrong and Zetsumei being mad at him. He'd never even been kissed before, let alone by somebody so much older and hungry. Saki gasped, pink eyes widening even more when he felt what appeared to be his dear friend's tongue against his own, the taste was overwhelming... suddenly his eyes were relaxed, half-lidded, the pretty boy craving more of Zetsumei.

"Mmmmm... MMM!" he moaned into the strong kiss, trying to press back with a weak one of his own.

[Zetsumei Zepher]

Zetsumei felt Saki squirm and wriggle in his lap as if he were trying to escape the assault on his lips. This act surprised him as he thought the boy didn’t care since he put his hand on his upper thigh with no response, not a bit of a fidget even after almost being raped. However, just in case the Fae had changed his mind, he snaked his free hand around his waist and held him tightly against him. He would not be getting away, especially once he’s had a taste of him.

His tongue pushed past the boy’s rose petal lips, tasting his sweet mouth. He gently pushed him down on the floor so he was on top, straddling his hips. One hand moved to the side to support himself, while the other tugged at Saki’s shirt before ripping it off entirely, throwing it somewhere behind his shoulder.

Breaking the kiss of for a moment, he takes of his shirt as well to feel the wondrous feeling of skin on skin contact. His lips leave Saki’s, moving towards his neck, sucking and licking at the tender flesh. His hands wonder downward, hastily unbuckling his pants with practiced hands. He did not care for any foreplay or emotional garbage of lovers. He was horny and he wanted his little whore right here and now.

[Saki Sephron]

Saki gasped and trembled with fear and anticipation and so many other things only Zetsumei could make him feel that he'd never felt before. The man's lips overpowered the small, hyperactive boy. His body practically melted under the weight of Zetsumei's eyes half lidded and lost in the older man's powerful kiss. No! He couldn't let himself become weak. He didn't want to just lie there, the boy's hyperactivity wouldn't allow it. Suddenly he was fidgeting even more against the older man, his weight becoming too much.

The struggling halted when the Prasidon took off his shirt. That body, Saki had never felt this way for any of the boys in his class, no, nobody had ever made him stare at a single person the way Zetsumei did. He was so hot! The Fae wanted to explore it, wanted to taste it the way he was sure Zetsumei was planning on doing to him. Suddenly all this talk of mates, finding the one for him, like what the wizard would tell him, all of that made sense! And now that was what Zetsumei was. That was why he was on his ship. Destiny. It was because they were going to fall in love and be together forever like what happened in the late night movies the boy would watch on a sugar high and not get, but watch anyway.

Saki moaned eagerly when his bare chest made contact with Zetsumei's broad, muscular one. The moans turning needy when the Prasidon's lips moved to his neck, one of his ticklish spots. He couldn't help but to laugh as he moaned, it felt so good.