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BUSUJIMAsaeko ([personal profile] nurete) wrote in [community profile] inserts2013-07-29 07:54 pm

[ Saeko would take no more.

She had been watching most carefully the interactions between her beloved and other females belonging to their group and otherwise. Saeko knew Shouichi would get along with Takagi. Their personalities and skill sets were similar. And when that big breasted pig of a nurse pressed up against Shouichi-- seeing the flush that colored his face (a natural reaction, she knew) sparked jealousy.

It grew as that antennae spear whore tried to get friendly with Shouichi, too. Making her burn more and more. A flame that couldn't be doused by the mere slaughter of walking corpses. The rotting flesh gave less satisfaction with each cut of meat and bone.

He is mine.

Mine alone.

He is loves me.

Me and not you.

But her jealousy burned brighter as the others noticed him. Noticed him for the man he was. Enamored by him and the way he reciprocated--

She couldn't take it anymore.

And so it had come to this. Knocking him out after calling him around the corner with a quick strike to the back of his head. She had dragged him to a deserted warehouse she had scouted much earlier on an independent mission. It would serve her purpose.

Love.

This was love. ]


Shouichi.

[ She calls out, voice honeyed soft to the figure bound to a convenient folding chair. ]
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[personal profile] binaries 2013-12-03 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ not even recovered, he lurches forward with his hands covering his face. quickly drawing breath in, only to let it out in a low, pleased moan. it felt too good; she was just too good. feeling how tight and hot she was around his cock only did well to light his senses on fire and make him feel submerged. ]

Y-yes -- [ he answers without hesitation, though his throat is scratched and raw. the words spill out without any thought; he knows the answer before his brain can process it. it's a trick question, anyway. but he doesn't really care if it is. ] I, I love you...

Of course, [ through gritted teeth, though there's no way to suppress the overwhelming onslaught of sensation, abusing his nervous system. he's completely on display. physically; mentally, body & soul, they're all bare and open for saeko to do as she pleases. it's all shouichi is there for. to be whatever it is that saeko needs, to be used for whatever it is that saeko wants.

feeling his conscience slipping into the dark, his body makes a pathetic attempt to reciprocate her efforts, her love. even if somewhere in the back of his mind he can't help but wonder if he's actually dying.

or maybe fucking after such a trauma is just asking for too much, physically. ]

Sae...
Edited 2013-12-03 05:48 (UTC)