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 Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 10:27 am
Micheal leaned forward slightly, and looked at the scientist. He found the concept of physical defenses on a computer system interesting. Not that he had any intention of trying his hand at hacking, personally he only had basic knowledge at best about technology.
"Interesting. I wouldn't have thought that physical challenges on a computer system were possible. but I've been otherwise occupied for the decades at best."
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 7:29 pm
"And what sorts of things does a demon in punishment get occupied with?" Watari asked, one golden eyebrow arching in curiosity.
He would take any chance he had to learn about demons in general, particularly specific ones.
Usually, the scientist was an expert at reading body language as well, but Micheal was proving to be a bit of a hard read. He seemed at ease, and yet the demon's movements tended to have an imposing side to them. Granted it was a barely detectable side, but one never the less. It wasn't like holding a conversation with Tsuzuki, who's body movements were either close guarded or sporadic at best. Hisoka always held himself the same way... completely guarded. As for Tatsumi... well... he was always brimming with confidence, with a touch of compassion.
But Micheal...
The demon's posture spoke of confidence, pride, and a superiority complex... but they were also hinted at with just enough of a threat to keep Watari focused.
The blond wasn't about to let his guard down.
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Silver hair jerked back as pale lips were caught in a passionate kiss that had Muraki moaning softly.
Lithe fingers trailed down the shinigami's back to rest at his hips, massaging in teasing circles, even as the doctor's legs were pushed back roughly.
He didn't care about this being gentle.
Didn't mind at all if the amethyst-eyed man lost himself to the passion of the moment.
Because... in truth... Kazutaka had long sense stopped trying to anticipate or plan his next move or touch.
He just was... and he just let it be...
Arching his body, Muraki's head fell back against the pillow, face turned so that his fake eye was pressed against the sheets, his other half-lidded and open... watching... or he had been watching.
With a deep moan, the doctor's body arched again, squinting his eyes shut as he rode through the pain and pleasure that this shinigami's every touch ignited within him.
"Tsuzuki-san...." Kazutaka whispered, almost gasping out the end of the other man's name in sheer ecstasy.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 7:41 pm
"Call....me....Asato..." Tsuzuki panted as he continued to take the doctor, one hand squeezing and digging into the firm flesh of Muraki's a** and the other hand making its way to stroke along the others' manhood.
"Kazutaka....my Kazutaka....my angel...."
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:10 pm
Hands working their way back up to the shinigami's shoulders, Muraki's lithe fingers wrapped around Tsuzuki's neck gently and pulled the other man's head down. The doctor claimed his amethyst-eyed beauty's lips with his own, breathlessly pressing himself against the other.
His body moved in time with Tsuzuki's own, and once their kiss was broken, Kazutaka softly panted out one whispered word.
"Asato..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:29 pm
Micheal looked warily at Watari for a long moment before he shrugged. There really wasn't any harm in sharing that with the shinigami.
"Mostly it was recovering from wounds inflicted on me before Otori's guardians banished me. That and staying under the radar of my lord. At least long enough to pretend I wasn't hurt as badly as I was. What do you expect from demons by way of punishment? Down there it's alot easier to die, even if its purely in the mind."
The demon shuddered a little at that memory. He really didn't want to remember those years of subjective torture. All because Otori had given him a soul. Even now the only anger he held was the burning jealousy evoked at the thought of an alternate him with his angel. Micheal still wasn't sure what he would do in that instance, but he had to be sure of what happened and that Otori was still here somewhere.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:29 pm
The kiss was so passionate, so full of want and need. Muraki was everything Tsuzuki had ever dreamed of.
Hearing Muraki say his given name like that was enough to push the shinigami over the edge, however.
"K...Ka....Kazu!!!" Tsuzuki cried out as he finished, biting down hard on the snow-pale flesh on the doctor's neck.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:15 pm
Muraki was certainly going to have bitemarks on his neck after this was over.
Lithe body coated in sweat, the doctor collapsed back against the bed. His own outcry of 'A... Asa... To...!' had been rather quiet... but there all the same.
It hardly meant he didn't enjoy the experience.
Laying beneath Tsuzuki, grey gaze focused on the shinigami above him, the doctor smiled slightly through his haze of euphoria.
"I better... not be... be bleeding..." Kazutaka teased, meaning the bite to his neck.
(((BTW... your turn in Shounen Pop. Hehehe.)))
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Watari smiled ever so slightly, "Believe me, Micheal... I understand completely what it means to die in the mental sense. Of course, shinigami also understand what it means to die in the physical sense as well... since usually, our mortal deaths were hardly a peaceful fall into sweet surrender." his smile turned into a bit of a smirk. "There's a reason we choose to be shinigami, after all..." he sighed slightly, crossing one leg over the other and changing his position to be more comfortable. "Punishment for a demon is, more than likely, somewhat akin to punishment from Enma-sama. If not a bit worse or better. Since I've never experienced the punishment of a demon... I wouldn't personally know."
Which meant that he HAD experienced the punishment of the Lord of Meifu.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 9:05 am
"Mmmm...gomen...." Tsuzuki leaned over to kiss the mark on Muraki's neck. He hadn't meant to bite, at least not so hard. Unfortunately, there had been a bit of blood drawn. Sticking out his tongue, Tsuzuki lapped at the blood, cleaning it away. The taste was delicious, the shinigami thought in passing. Never occurred to him how odd that was to think.
Leaning back he smiled softly, a bit of blood lingering at the corner of his lip, eyes dark as jet with lingering passion.
"You're amazing, Kazu..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 4:04 pm
Micheal looked Watari over for a long moment. "If you wish to know something more. I'm not completely healed from it, I just took an oppurtunity to come to Earth and leapt at it. That isn't to say that I can't take on any of you without breaking a sweat. It's merely a simple truth." The demon smiled, a tad bit too widely. "The truth is much more fun after all."
"Enough about me, How did you become a shinigami? And how did you die?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 9:54 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 9:11 pm
((I think she got eated by reality))
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 9:40 am
((-kicks reality in the stomach- Let her goooo!!!!!!))
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 2:03 pm
((~pulls out the almighty spork +1 and stabs reality~)
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 8:38 pm
((I can't take this anymore...I'm having withdrawals. I need to RP...so...badly...ohgawd!!!!!))
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:17 pm
(((OOC: Generic "why I've ninjaed for 3 weeks or so" reply to everyone... gomen!
SOOOO
Work kicked my a**! Yes, that's right! Two waitressing jobs that had me working mostly nights... and since I have dialup and only get online at night (to keep the phone clear) it was pretty damn impossible to get online much to my own frustration.
THEN... I had to have some minor toe surgery so those days, while at home, I couldn't sit AT the computer because it hurt.
Today I FINALLY had the evening off... thus I'm alive!
I've soooo so sorry for disappearing like that. I was just getting home around 1am and would have to be at work at 10:00am or 10:30am the next morning so I'd basically get home and go to bed... I haven't been able to watch anime, to get online, to draw, to write... ANYTHING!
Thus I am insanely sorry... I've just been exhausted lately... though it looks like I have less nights to work this and next week, so I should actually be around! Plus... I don't have excruciating toe pain anymore so I can actually sit at the computer for once.)))
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Smirking slightly, Muraki half sat up. "Look who's talking..." he whispered before claiming Tsuzuki's lips with his own once more.
When the doctor lay back once more, that speck of blood was gone.
"Taking into account that I don't remember everything over the past few years, and the fact that I'm not one to usually suffer memory loss... I'm rather sure that this was certainly something that I won't be forgetting any time soon."
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Watari suppressed the urge to laugh. "My co-workers don't even know the answers to those questions, Micheal-san." the scientist folded his arms over his chest, a clearly guarded position to sit in. "I'm a scientist in death, as was I in life, I'm sure it isn't difficult to figure out why I'm dead if you try hard enough."
Which was true...
Tatsumi jokes regarding the fact that he expected Watari to blow up half of the office sooner or later... were hardly far from the truth.
He had a knack for things exploding.
In his face.
And catching an entire university on fire.
Luckily... there had only been one casualty from that incident.
Though... perhaps... not lucky enough?
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