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As Vanitas pulled out the rope Axel had so helpfully directed him to, he emerged from underneath the bed, smirking at the fact Axel was now stood there, completely naked. Looking as gorgeous as ever, he sauntered over to his fiance, his form pressing so tightly against the male. Wanting to devour every inch of Axel’s skin, he placed a firm kiss to his mouth, almost shivering at the words that followed from the artist. Giving a hum in response the raven peppered a few kisses along Axel’s jawline, getting more hungrier as he reached Axel’s neck. His hands reaching round to get a firm grip of Axel’s ass, pushing Axel’s own naked self against Vanitas’ crotch as he claimed some skin, nipping and biting on that heated neck, now covered with the ravens saliva.
Vanitas turned his body, now facing the bed, walking with Axel merely a few steps before giving him a firm push to the bed. Crawling onto the bed like a predator, eyeing his pray, purring as his mouth smoothly placed soft, heated kisses against Axel’s skin. As he looked into those bright emeralds he adored so much, he took a moment to just stare, so much love did he hold for this man beneath him, and he was completely his. Only his…
Taking a sharp grip on Axel’s wrist, he pulled - not hard enough to hurt - bringing the taller man closer to the bed post for the rope to reach. “What a pretty colour shortcake, goes so well with your complexion” he snickered as he skillfully, quickly tied Axel’s wrist to the bed post, deliberately reaching over him and shoving his crotch in Axel’s face as he tied the other to join it. The action was performed within moments. Vanitas had a skill for these kinda things, these kinky routines were some he was used to, back in the day. Yet, he’d never wanted to perform this more with anyone than he wanted to with Axel at this current moment.
Moving back down, his hands gracing the sides of Axel’s body, giving a small smile he placed small, sweet kisses to Axel once more. “Just claiming as much of your mouth as I can before…” He reached for the tape as he kissed Axel, a taring noise gave Axel preparation as to what was going to happen next. A mischievous smirk in place as he pulled back some of the tape, quickly ripping the one end with his teeth. The raven spread the tape over Axel’s mouth, the pads of his thumbs making sure it stayed in place. Vanitas placed the smallest of kisses to Axel’s forehead before his lips moved to Axel’s ear, whispering hotly. “I love you..”
Within the blink of an eye the raven went from sweet and sultry to fierce and determined. Snaking one hand around Axel, he used a lot of strength to turn him over. The rope was flexible enough to not cause any pain to his fiance, but tight enough for him to not wriggle free. Axel now on his back the raven propping him up to his knees, leaning over him his tongue gliding down his spine. “Mmm„,Axel~” The raven was aroused just by the sight of him. Vanitas, himself was yet to undress, but for the moment he was content looking at the current position of the artist.
₳ẍ - Fingertips danced over his fiance's shoulders as the two met in that heated embrace. Axel would release deep sounds of want as the raven payed attention to his sensitive neck. Craning his neck to the side, absolutely loving the moment, smirking while Vanitas flat out groped his ass. "Oh Vani~" He teased in a playful tone. It was fun to see this side of the barista. Together, they were finding out more kinks and the artist felt even closer to his love because of it.
Moving with the raven, it seemed almost like a slow dance. Grinning slyly as his hands slowly traveled up and gradually back down the raven's back. Shining emeralds would not break from his lover's gaze. A small chuckle parted his lips as the artist was shoved to the bed. Bouncing a little before he began to scoot back, allowing his fiance more space to crawl over. The look in the raven's eyes was so damned sexy, Axel did all he could not to throttle Vanitas and take him right then and there. No, tonight was something new and exciting.
Glancing to the rope for a moment and shrugging. "It was either black or white. not exactly a tough decision to make. Black just goes better with everything." Pursing his lips as he arched a brow. Sure the artist knew a thing or two about colors and art. Fashion would definitely be second on the list. When his fiance went to tie the other wrist, Axel sure got a nice view. Smirking to himself, typical move for the raven to do and the red head was not about to complain.
The way his hands glided over the artist's bare flesh would send a pleasant shiver across his body. "By all means.." He purred before leaning into the kiss. Those lips were so delicious, letting the tip of his tongue glide across the lower tier as he set out a slow moan. Just to entice Vanitas even further.
He cooed out a sweet "I love you~" moments before the tape was in place. Shining greens had enough emotion to portray just what the artist was thinking. His excitement made abundantly clear as he arched his back slightly. Vanitas being strong enough to turn him like that made Axel's heart skip a beat. Head turned to the side so he could give the raven a sultry gaze over his naked shoulder. Oh this was going to be a fun night indeed. Noticing how his fiance was gawking so hungrily at his form was definitely an ego boost. The artist curved his spine a little more and adjusted his position, swaying his hips in an obvious display for his love.
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Blatantly staring at the other red, a smirk lingering. "Hello to you." The artist gave a little nod up. "I like your hair." He stated with a small chuckle.
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℣; Vanitas could listen to Axel’s Italian all day, it did things to him but then, there wasn’t much that couldn’t turn the raven on, not when he was around that artist, it was like a physical flame between the two men and their chemistry. Bringing Axel’s lips to his once more he quickly deepened the kiss, dominating his mouth, smiling all the while. Pulling away he laughed a little, loving the playfulness between him and his fiance. “Well, I forgot I was supposed to be psychic. Like I said before, ya never mentioned ya had any of this stuff..” As Axel gave him that small pat to his ass he took that as his cue to head over to the bed.
He knelt down and crawled by the bed like a feline, reaching underneath, hands mooching around the boxes. “When I get back up, I expect ya to be naked baby~" His tone sounding almost like a mother telling off a child, like one would say when they were trying to get a child to bed. Vanitas decided to take a few seconds longer under the bed, if Axel was listening to him, it would take more than three seconds to strip himself of clothing. "If you’re not naked by the time my eyes meet yours, you’ll only get punished.. A good spanking might be needed..” he chuckled at his own words, his mind starting to wonder about actually trying something like that out with his fiance.
Their night hadn’t even started and it was already being filled with numerous possibilities. The raven was getting rather aroused just at the ideas flooding his mind. Smirking he found the silk rope, pulled it out and made his way from underneath the bed. “Oh look what I’ve found~”
₳ẍ - The artist would lean into the kiss. Devouring every ounce of passion delivered from his fiance. His sultry addiction, his one and only love. Axel would do anything for this man. Clearly, as he was about to let the raven actually tie him up and tape his mouth shut. If that isn't true love. Rolling his eyes and smirking a little at the shorter of the pair. "Yeah yeah, I know. Well, ya know about it now so might as well put it to good use, hmm?"
The artist wouldn't break his gaze as Vanitas crawled in such an alluring manner to retrieve the rope. Tilting his head slightly to admire the view a few moments. The instructions registered in his mind but Axel was way too fixated on his love's mighty fine ass to deliver a verbal response. Instead he started to fling off what few layers of clothing he had on. Hearing the warning made the red head laugh to himself. "I doubt anything you're gonna do to me tonight would be considered 'punishment', Vani~"
Completely nude and already at half mast by the time his fiance re-emerged with his prize. Sauntering on over, that little sway in his hips, hungry eyes locking onto Vanitas. Stopping only when his body was pressed firmly against the raven's. A smoldering gaze, slight lick of his lower lip before speaking in that husky tone of voice. "I'm all yours, killer~" Leaning in close, Axel's cheek barely brushing against his fiance's.
℣; — Vanitas stood by and watched the red head leave his room, hearing that clearly upset tone didn’t exactly make the raven particularly happy. The golden hues stared at the artist, eyes beginning to fog with water, no doubt tears. He hated this, hated making the red head feel like he didn’t matter, when all Axel was trying to do was help. No, normally he wouldn’t push away his fiance, he’d hold him close and tell him all his problems, but this.. this was something off the charts. As Axel left his room, the raven trying to hold back his crying as long as possible, but just as the raven heard the knob twist for the artist to leave, he began to sob loudly, almost choking him.
As he heard the door shut, the raven collapsed to his knees, arching his back and violently banging his head to the carpet of his bedroom, hand tugging at the raven spikes. “Fu…Fuck… saaake” He cried, tears flooding his face, aggressively pulling at more of his hair. This couldn’t be happening. Surely it was some kind of sick joke. His fiance wouldn’t kill his family would he? The sick, dark thought of him being next in line occurred to the raven. No. This was all wrong. Regretting smashing his phone he picked up the suddenly weak form of himself to make his way to the kitchen, picking up the wireless house phone and trudging back to his bedroom. Thankfully he had a number he could use to contact the last person he spoke with. He’d broke his phone a few times before in the past, so times like this, were extremely convenient.
The phone rang, Vanitas’ heart was beating rapidly, biting his lip, grinding his teeth, high pitched sobs rang through his apartment, waiting for a response.
"Ahh.. Vanitas, we thought we’d be expecting you to call back. Not so sure that red head is telling the truth now?"
Vanitas stayed silent, thinking carefully of his next words. He could easily continue his rant, screaming down the phone to someone he didn’t know or care to know, or actually listen. Listening and coming to some arrangement would kill him, but so would denial. “Be here, ten minutes, bring whatever fucking proof you think you have.. I can honestly prove it all to be wrong.” A shaky thumb hovered over the phone, pressing the red phoned button. If they brought down there so called ‘proof’ he could put it all to shame and have it all ended. So why did something inside him, deep inside him think ‘What if?’ What if the guy was right, what if Axel really killed his brother, and even worse.. what if he had to kill his own fiance. Breathing ragged, struggling to hold himself up. The raven screamed again, bringing a fist up to punch his cupboard in front of him. Shortly bringing another clenched fist to punch his cupboard with violent force, acting as if it were some boxing bag. At first it was more of a determined punch, an angry expression, not soon after was it followed by more sobs, the raven leaning his forehead against the cupboard, still punching and suddenly gasping in pain at something sharp. A shattering noise meant parts of Vanitas’ mirror cascaded to the floor, a small shard cutting the ravens bare skin. Instead of caring, he just fell to his knees, his whole world shattering just like that mirror.
The raven soon brought his sobs to an abrupt halt, his hand now trickling with scarlet. He should’ve probably wrapped something on it, placed his arm under the sink. Standing up slowly, as if he’d injured his entire body he trudged to the front door. His bloodied hand reached out, realizing just how sever it was he winced, opening the door to see them same guys stood before him. He didn’t so much as blink at the other men, just watched them walk in. Sighing and staring out into the corridor, quickly bringing his head out of the frame to search for his fiance. Nothing. He must have left. What the fuck have you done Vanitas? God, telling the other to leave was one thing, but considering he was his world, this was so much harder than it might have been when the two first started dating.
He slammed the door, following the other men who had comfortably helped themselves to the stools in the kitchen the raven slowly sticking his hand under the sink, eyes glaring at the other men. “Let’s just get this over and done with..” he said, muttering under his breath, the others looking rather chilled as if they’d expected this, planned this.
"Very well…" A devilish smirk emerged on the leaders face as he brought out his pieces of evidence from a suitcase. "This was found at the crime scene.. I don’t know if this means anything to you.." Vanitas kept his hand under the water, craning his neck to check what the other was showing. It was a picture of him and Axel. True, they had loads, but this one was printed, Vanitas gave it to Axel especially. He wouldn’t put it past his fiance to lose it, but to have it somehow at the crime scene. "Could’ve just been passing by.. Brother might have found it.." His reasons sounded pointless, pathetic. "Right, what else ya got.." he shook the water from his hand, trying to not let himself break down again.
"We have these.. DNA prints, Axel’s DNA matched those found on the shirt of your brother." The other sounded genuine, his tone so casual. Vanitas looked at the DNA results. Little did the raven know, but both pieces of so called ‘evidence’ were a set up. The guys had previously swept across Vanitas’ apartment, Axel’s wallet was left on the side, they slipped out the picture. The shirt Vanitas’ brother had also been wearing was one of Vanitas’ that he’d borrowed, Axel had just happened to have prints all over it. It was just a chance they took but it worked.
Vanitas choked back his tears. This couldn’t be real, this ‘evidence’. “We have more if you want we have-“
"Just… leave." The raven cut them off with a threateningly cold tone, almost whispering his words, but a growl emitted them. The other men paused, waiting for Vanitas to comment on what he’d seen. "Just.. Fucking.. LEAVE!" He screamed at the men, none of them flinching. The leader had done exactly what he’d wanted, make Vanitas believe everything he’d said was the truth, though Vanitas looked away at this point, the male smirked, leaning forward and whispering almost seductively into the raven’s ear. "Look, I get it.. You don’t want to believe he did this.. But, you do know the only way this can all end.. right?" Vanitas froze, eyes never meeting the other. "We both know you have a very shiny gun your father gave you not so many years ago, right? I know a lot about you Vanitas.. Look, you kill Axel, all this is over. You’re only putting your own life on the line otherwise.. Just think about that." And with that, they disappeared, door shutting lightly behind them.
Vanitas stayed completely still, not breathing, not crying, not even sobbing. He looked at his still bloodied hand, he really needed to clean that up. What could he do? His mind was completely fucked, dark thoughts crossed his mind, he didn’t want to ever go back to those ways.. or drugs. No, that was never the answer. The raven loved Axel, more than anything in the world. Like hell could he kill him. That was just not an option, he’d rather Axel kill him, he’d rather live a lie of happiness. Yes, that’s what he was going to do. If he could carry on, pretending it never happened.. Then it didn’t happen. None of this happened.. Right.
₳ẍ - He wasn't sure how much time had passed since he sat down. Judging by the butts smoked down to their filters, most likely a half hour, at least. The more he replayed the scene in his mind, the more tears would stream down his pallid cheeks. Axel had a knack for dramatics but this was real and it hit the artist like a ton of bricks. His forehead resting heavily upon bent knees, a stream of smoke lingering from the burning clove between two slim digits. Wracking his brain for any possible reason Vanitas was being so secretive. Those men certainly looked like bad news but the raven knew them. That in itself confused the hell out of the red head.
It was just then he got a glimpse of those same shady guys walking back into the building. Viridian hues trailed their movements until the goons were out of his line of sight. None of them seemed to pay attention to the artist slumped on the stairs. Good, Axel wanted nothing to do with these guys. Still... they were going in to, no doubt, pay his fiance another visit. This brought on a whole new set of worries. The men didn't seem to have an aggressive intent. In fact, the one he assumed was in charge carried a rather smug expression. Even if there was a fight or something, what the hell could Axel do? He wasn't anything of a fighter but he would do all he could if it meant keeping Vanitas from harm.
The artist stood up and began pacing, smoking more nervously now. He didn't want to just barge on in, though he felt like making sure the raven was alright. Then again, given how his fiance was speaking to him, Vanitas might say he doesn't need a babysitter or something just as snarky. No.. this wasn't just some everyday occurrence. This was important, Axel needed to see him. Nodding to himself in confirmation. "Fuck it, I can't wait this out.." He was about to reach for the handle when it clicked and opened. Those guys making their way outside once more and hopefully for the last time.
One gave the artist a little smirk and chuckled under his breath. It wasn't anything really, but it gave Axel a bad vibe. Shaking his head to get focused on the task at hand, he pulled the door open and bolted down the hall. His heart was pounding, not knowing what to expect once he entered Vanitas's apartment. The raven was there, alive but was bleeding. Emeralds darting to the other differences in sight, broken glass, the photo and his fiance.. his eyes were bloodshot as if he'd been crying. Blinking a few times and Axel focused on the blood coated arm. Instantly darting over to the raven with heavy concern in his voice. "Holy shit, Vani! Wh-what happened to your arm? Are you alright? Dammit, you need to bandage this shit!" His words coming out in streams as he inspected the injured arm from all angles. Being careful not to move it too much.
His eyes drifted up to those golden hues that would always draw him in so easily. Axel's features softened as he ran his free hand through those jet black locks gently. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? I fuckin hate fightin with you, babe." The red bent down enough to lean his forehead to the other's. "I love you so damned much, Vanitas. Nothin is gonna change that." The words whispered delicately as one hand lifted to caress the edge of his fiance's jawline.
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