Simplistic Loyalty (TotA [Avoria Academy RP], ori!Ion/y!Asch, PG-13) 1/1
Most likely, no one will quite understand this, but it is very much a Spinny!fic. So.
And, if anything, it makes ME happy.
Title: Simplistic Loyalty Author: Spinny Roses Fandom: Tales of the Abyss (Avoria Academy RP) Rating: PG-13 Warnings: Yaoi (original Ion/young Asch), blood Spoilers: Related to the supernatural event in the roleplay Avoria Academy. Original Ion is a demon, young Asch is a vampire Disclaimer: Don't own. Summary: "Shh," he whispered, lightly wiping the beautiful crimson off his mouth. He offered the stained digits to him, smiling as his pet suckled his fingers clean. "You're a good pet, aren't you?"
Simplistic Loyalty By Spinny Roses
His pet was truly an intriguing animal. He watched as it fed, blood warmly coating pale skin, though not drinking nearly as much as he would like. It seemed his red haired pet preferred snacks and nibbles instead of a full meal. But it did make no difference in the end; the literal mouthful of fangs versus the so-called "traditional" lengthened canines meant several beautiful lacerations - more than enough damage to inflict on a humanoid body.
Gently, cruelly, he stroked the nape of his pet's neck. The pet shivered, an exquisite torture playing out across his nerves. A longing, a need to belong and please, was visible on his face. He turned, the red of his snack smeared messily across his lips. "Fon Master," he started, speaking what was obviously a title of utmost importance with a slight gasp.
"Shh," he whispered, lightly wiping the beautiful crimson off his mouth. He offered the stained digits to him, smiling as his pet suckled his fingers clean. "You're a good pet, aren't you?"
There was a brief tensing at that, the muscles of his neck bunching at the word. It was lovely, the way the description unsettled him, though the pet never commented on it. Instead, he shuddered as the hand stroked downward slowly. The green eyes closed for a moment, then reopened, hazy. "What now, Fon Master?" he whispered, unconsciously leaning into him.
Such a loyal pet, he thought. "How do you feel about fire," he murmured into the pale ear, feeling him relax under his scent, under his seemingly gentle hand.
"Mm..." His pet buried his nose in his shoulder, inhaling at the thought. "You'll smell like flames." The delight was obvious in his voice.
He finger-combed the soft hair, reveling in the reaction coaxed forth by cruel fingers. "Shall we?"