{{ I am really sorry, but it seems like I am completely worn out by the sudden heat here, along with the shooting I had and my allergies. To tired and exhausted to be anything near productive today. }}
Sand Castle story doodle….
Because Saru is so damn cute…… and Reishi…..is wearing a….. freaking speedo
Hidaka maybe has become one of my favorite character ヽ(愛´∀｀愛)ノ
Silence wafted over them after that last sentence was said. Satoru had chosen to not comment about what Captain had just said because honestly, it broke all resolve on him. Never had he felt so disgusted with himself. And now he hadn’t noticed that his hand had been clenching his pen tightly, breaking it in the process.
What broke the silence wasn’t the loud crack of the pen that resounded but it was the heavy sigh that left the younger bluet’s lips as he calmed himself down, his palm now sporting a tender bruise he had forced upon it when he applied pressure on his pen.
“Hm, I had a feeling about that.” So they had the same blood running in their veins was it? Well, still the same blood even though it was only half of it. But the two of them were so different from each other. They were nothing alike, right?
{♚}| Of course, the Kind noticed the mixture of feelings inside the younger one’s head. Hearing the pencil break only confirmed his own conclusion.
“You still decided to go on even knowing it?” Somewhere along the line, the Blue King stopped understanding his own son. Either in his whole characteristic and as well in their conversation at the very moment.
Violet orbs directed towards blue ones, the King analyzing every movement the other made, every hint of emotion he could possibly show. “Why?” That question raised, his gaze never leaving the other. Ignoring his own disappointment towards a certain redhead, Reisi concentrated his attention towards their son and how he would deal with that.
Blue orbs widened in shock as the brunette jumped slightly from the sudden disappearance and reappearance of her king. Carefully listening to his words, the gears in the brunette’s head slowly started turning.Her king was technically perfectly fine, he was just…hungry.
“A-Ahh…Yes. I remember that strain, C-Captain…” Ryoko stuttered nervously after she was tugged closer to the bluenette. Her cheeks flushed a soft shade of red as the other buried his face into the crook of her neck, her expression softening slightly.
She took in a deep breath before letting out a long, drawn out sigh, one hand reaching up to her face in slight embarrassment to brush away a few obstructive strands of her hair. “W-Well…I-I don’t mind letting you have my blood if it will make you better, Captain. But…I could never lock you up.”
{♚}| Hungry— indeed, he was. That hunger and craving for a certain deep red liquid flowing through her veins. In this very moment, he could almost see the single beats her heart made, seeing every wave her blood made…
“Someone needs to stop me… otherwise I’m not sure if I can’t hold back for very long…” With that, his mouth opened wide, revealing those fangs once more before they disappeared into her flesh, drawing that blood he desired so much right now. One hand around her waist, the other on her shoulder, Reisi kept her in place while he started sucking. Still hesitantly, even while his hunger forced him to take more, his mind stopping on the right time.
Leaving him still craving for more, but kept her from collapsing in his arms.
(Source: ao-no-eishi)
{♚}| Still panting from the aftermath, Reisi let his husband take the lead for now, resting on his warm chest. The water was still warm enough for them both to stay in there, caused by the warm radiation the Red was emitting from himself. Though, his skin started to get wrinkled a bit, showing him to get dry soon.
Getting his glasses from the chair besides the tub, the Blue pulled himself up a bit, meeting ember eyes with his own. “I guess we are clean enough now.”
It took a few moments for Fushimi to even notice he was being spoken to but once he realized the blue teen turned to face his superior. “how so?” he questioned not that he was overly curious about that statement. at this point he also noticed the blue king had an improved dress sense compared to earlier and as for himself, he wore the same clothes they were comfortable and didn’t show too much skin either.
{♚}| The sun was already setting, making everything appear more red-ish, along with the sand on the castle, making it shimmer almost golden. The King had stopped in front of it, standing a few steps away from his third-in-command, far enough to have a good view on the smaller one’s body and expression. “You appeared to be highly discouraged as we started rebuilding that castle together.”
(Source: ao-no-eishi)
