Love Lost

No love. No sadness. ((Ryo Asuka RP. Crybaby centric. Please read the rules page! Tracking: devilfelled Mun is 18+))

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It’s difficult to study when thoughts of him fill his mind. How frustrating...

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The sight of Akira’s claws and the sound of the fabric ripping effortlessly... Ryo swallowed nervously. “Listen, Akira... I do not experience desire in the same way that you do. Especially not now that you’re a demon. It’s not something that I need. Something I’d go crazy without. I’m fine as I am...” Not that this wasn’t incredibly tempting. He could hardly sit still, watching him.

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Somehow, he didn’t expect to be choked. This situation would be arousing if it wasn’t so sad. As soon as he noticed Akira’s tears, he reached up to his face, wiping his tears, consoling him. “A-Akira… Don’t cry. It’ll be okay… I’m sorry.” This was in part his fault, wasn’t it?

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As soon as he was released and able to breathe again, he opted to leave a kiss on the side of the demon’s mouth. He wasn’t sure what else to do, in order to ensure Akira knew that he cared about him. It wasn’t as though he had done such a good job earlier in the night.

Ah... What a large beast. It was too late to marvel at something like this. Ryo had gotten himself into a horrid situation and there was no escaping it now. His fascination did not completely waver, but... there was the smallest hint of fear...

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Akira wasn’t too sure if his friend could handle it and it broke his heart to see that this was how it was going to be. In one day, he was both rejected and was to force himself on someone he cared about, thus, even if the professor said it was going to be alright, tears began to stream down the fiendish man’s features. It was all so painful for him and no pride was going to save him from this anguish.

Despite the obvious distress, he was still instinct-driven and slave to his own urges. Unfortunately for Ryo, he was shoved against the wall by the throat before they could even reach the room. As he had him pinned down with one hand, the other went to rip the white garments with a forceful yank. 

Still, Akira sobbed.

Somehow, he didn’t expect to be choked. This situation would be arousing if it wasn’t so sad. As soon as he noticed Akira’s tears, he reached up to his face, wiping his tears, consoling him. “A-Akira... Don’t cry. It’ll be okay... I’m sorry.” This was in part his fault, wasn’t it?

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Akira only responded with a strange guttural sound as he remained still, somehow capable to exert a small amount of control. Though, he really wanted to rip those expensive clothes off the professor and force himself on him. 

There were no words that came out, only long strings of drool and loud huffed breaths. Alas, thoughts were difficult to form as he was shifting into a feral state of mind. He seemed to mindlessly follow, groaning a few times as he was dragged. “R-Ryo…” He managed to mumble. 

Ryo squeezed his hand reassuringly. “Akira... It’ll be alright. I’ll take care of you, okay?” A brief question of morality arises, but he brushes it off. Akira would do awful things on Amon’s behalf, and no one could really stop that. It would be better if some nobody was killed or defiled rather than Ryo, but he was feeling particularly- merciful? If he became too concerned for Akira’s wellbeing, then... maybe he’d be able to calm him down before anything terrible happened.

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Even if the other insisted, Akira wasn’t entirely convinced and Ryo’s words only furthered his beliefs that this felt wrong. He didn’t want to treat his friend like he was just a hole for him to fuck- he didn’t want him to feel like he was an object…

What the professor didn’t understand was the jock preferred to be gentle at first and it wasn’t because he was holding himself back, but because he wanted it to be this way. He could say he didn’t mind, but Akira thought he would mind when seven and a half inches of man-meat was to pound him relentlessly.

As for now, the half-breed was struggling with control as drool began to seem through his fingers. Soon enough, Akira’s eye whitened and he turned around to shamble his way back to the living room. His keys fell to the floor with a soft clang sound and there was a moment where he stood there, panting like a wild beast and eyeing the blond like he was some piece of meat.

“Akira?” He looked up with surprise, standing up from the couch immediately and running to his side. “Are you alright? I told you this might happen...” Ryo looked on him with concern and touched his cheeks and his shoulders. He knew very well that this was dangerous, but he cared about him, he trusted him.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, okay?” He took his wrist and guided him along.

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Akira stopped and felt the keys in his hand, making them jingle softly. A soft sigh parted his lips- “I want to be myself and not be controlled by the demon inside or my urges… and I don’t want to hurt you or send you to the E.R.” He frowned once more, not yet taking his gaze off the exit- “Ryo… it’s kind of concerning that you’re so neglectful of yourself like that… You’re important too, you know? Especially for me! You might not care about what happens to you, but I do. And I not going to stop caring about you and your wellbeing. ” His hands turned to fists as he swallowed his emotions back down and gave a soft rumbling sound instead of allowing them to erupt. 

However, it was making him stall and with what just happened between them, his urges were now stronger than ever- “I have to go. If I stay I might hurt you.” His time was counted and he could feel his blood boiling, his vision already wavering. “Yeah… I’ll text you if there’s something…” The half-demon only had time to reach the corridor that he had to stop and put a hand against the wall. He needed to take a moment to focus, his breath becoming hoarse and somewhat labored.

“I’d be okay,” he insisted. “...” Akira really cared about him so much, didn’t he? Odd. Convenient, but odd. “...I suppose, if I had been in your situation- I may act similarly, because I wouldn’t hurt you. In my eyes, I was only trying to do you a favor. A living, breathing person that you could do whatever you wished with. I don’t aim to die, but... I can handle a bit of pain, in the name of research or protecting you.”

“I wouldn’t mind.” Ryo can’t help but repeat himself. “Take care. I’ll be waiting for you.”

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It’s all fun in games until a human starts a relationship with an immortal being. 

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Confusion was transpired, but he sat back and retreated his hands as requested. “I do want it badly? I just have a short moment at the beginning where I can actually prep you. You can’t take me right away, Ryo, it’ll hurt way too much and I don’t want to tear you…” He said with a frown as he was well endowed, a lot more than the average man. “I… wasn’t pretending…?”

He blinked at the notion and then felt like he’s been hit in the heart with a spear. The jock lowered his gaze, thinking that he shouldn’t have said any of this and shouldn’t have insinuated anything when it wasn’t shared. Essentially, his fear of Ryo not reciprocating was the reason he never really made a move.

“…Sorry… I shouldn’t have said anything… this was a bad idea anyway.” He said while standing from the couch and grabbing his keys from the coffee table.

“I don’t care what happens to me. How many times do I have to tell you? I want you to be free here. I don’t want you to be careful. I don’t want you to be gentle.”

“You’re leaving?” He sat up. As much as he claimed not to love him, he sure was rather concerned and protective of him. “Well... I suppose strangers suit you best.” Ryo sighed. “A relationship would ruin you with this sort of secret.”

“...Stay safe. Let me know if you need any money or weapons, okay?”

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Akira kept a frown to his face, why was Ryo saying all that? Was he really that bad of a pervert that it made him think that way? It concerned the half-breed some, causing him to pause his actions. “You’re assuming a lot of things, Ryo… Gender never mattered to me and I don’t see people like walking holes, it’s just the demon inside that thinks that.” He shook his head lightly and chuckled.

“You almost sound like you want me to be rough with you.” He paused with a smirk and gave another kiss to Ryo’s hip. “Be patient. I’ll get to it when I know you’re ready… but first- I’ll need lube. You have that right?” He inquired before leaning over the blond’s groin and giving his member a few languid licks. “Besides- it’s way easier to relax if you’re aroused.”

“Right...” He sighed and shook his head. Akira was not a demon, he was a devilman. His human heart was strong, stronger than he could ever predict.

“Do I? Wherever did you get that idea?” Ryo huffed. He quickly became disinterested, and grabbed Akira’s wrist. “Stop. I don’t want to do this anymore. You clearly don’t want it that bad, anyway.”

He reached for his clothes to get dressed. “I’ll give you what you want, but this isn’t what I want. Giving it up to you on the basis of caring for you- and all you want to do is pretend to love me.”

“You don’t love me. I don’t love you. Even you should be smart enough to know the difference between sex and love...”

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“Ahh... nn...” The sensations grew. The biting was particularly arousing. “Don’t be ridiculous. You’d at least prefer a woman, wouldn’t you? Or does it matter? As long as there’s holes to fill.”

This foreplay was agonizing. What was he trying to accomplish? “Ah- Stop. Forget about me. Satisfy your urges. Use me like a toy, Akira. Fuck me. I’ll be fine. I only want you to be sated. This isn’t about love.”

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Akira’s eyes widened at the laughter and he rose an eyebrow for as long as it took for the other to explain. What Ryo didn’t know is that he actually had wanted this for a while, but didn’t want to ask or initiate by fear it could ruin their friendship. “I know you aren’t. I just… want to soak in the details…” He admitted softly, pursing his lips in embarrassment. “And I don’t want to be rough with you right away- even if you asked me to destroy you. I want to be sure you’re used to the roughness before I give any. Wouldn’t want you to end up in the hospital.” A small smile tugged his lip corners as he went down on the professor’s chest.

With an intense gaze, his feverish mouth connected with one of his nipples, where he twirled his tongue, suckled and teased with his jagged teeth. Meanwhile, his hands worked their way downwards and began to undo Ryo’s pants.

“You have so much control... I’m sort of amazed. Are you learning?” He supposed it made no difference. Humans and demons alike would destroy the world, regardless of Akira’s temperament. 

“You sound as if you’re in love with me.” Ryo turned his head, sinking into the couch. “Hilarious... I bet you’re thinking about that Miki girl, aren’t you? You’d rather have sex with her.”

He arched his back at the sensation of Akira’s mouth. Those teeth.

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Akira gave a pleased rumbling sound when he was stroked and even momentarily closed his eyes as if to show he really appreciated the touch. He thought that whores were much easier to deal with considering he’d never have to see them again or speak to them- not to mention that it was their job to service their customers and it made Akira feel less bad about the idea of having sex with someone. 

However, As Ryo had a lewd choice of words, it practically triggered something feral within the Devilman and by consequence, his fur suddenly bristled. There was a moment of silence and hesitation before the half-demon rose and manhandled the other to lay onto his back. His gaze was much different and transpired hunger as he eyed Ryo much like prey. A soft guttural sound left him and he reached with his large hands to undo the buttons of his friend’s shirt.

Gradually, his form shifted and he decreased in size, making it easier for him to get the shirt open without tearing it. He gave the display an intense stare and then flicked his eyes upward to look at Ryo in the eyes for a split second. Then, his hands clamped to the other’s frame with a certain sense of urgency and caressed in a near marveling fashion from his ribs to his hips. 

“Ah-” His eyes widen, pleased by the sudden initiative shown by the other. Akira’s gaze was different, but... even now... 

Ryo couldn’t help but to start laughing, as rude as it was. “So gentle!” It was as if he cared about Ryo or something. “You can do better than that, don’t you think? I’m not fragile, Akira. I won’t break.” He couldn’t imagine how this was going to go. It wasn’t as all like he had imagined, and he felt that he was usually quite good at predicting the future.

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He pursed his lips as Ryo was practically scolding him. The half-demon let out a complaintive groan in response. “I can go through one day without it, I’ll just… be on edge until I get my ‘fix’.” Funny that this was all kind of like a drug addiction.

“Well yeah…?” He looked a bit confused as to why the blond didn’t understand why it was awkward. “It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t mind, it’s just weird. I don’t want to do it with your secretary… every time I’m around her it’s just really awkward and that’s kind of a BIG turn-off. It just won’t work, Ryo…” 

In other words- he wouldn’t be able to get it up, to begin with, and wouldn’t exactly enjoy it. It would feel wrong and he didn’t exactly want to have a strange relationship with someone he spent a lot of time around. Plus, he thought she was better than that… “I’ve always wanted to be close? Kind of hard to do when you’re overseas.” He said moments before sputtering. Akira’s eyes went wide while a minute of silence followed. There was some consideration as the demon’s eyes softened a tad. “I don’t want you to do this to yourself just because I have urges to deal with. I don’t want to do this if it’s not something you want- otherwise, it just feels like I’d be using you… it’s gross and I don’t want that for you. I don’t want it to be forced…”

“I don’t want that for you.” He ran his fingers over Akira’s sideburns. “There’s no reason to make this any harder on yourself. The only time you should be ‘on edge’ is when you’re maintaining your image for the public. Right now? You should be free.”

“Ah... I see. Whores will have to do. It’s a waste, but- for your comfort, I suppose it is worth the price.”

“What you’re saying is that you missed me?” Ryo chuckled. “I missed you, too,” he admitted. “I will be content to stay in Japan until every last demon is eradicated, at which point... I will likely have to change the focus on my research.”

“It won’t be forced. You can do anything you want to me, Akira. Anything. I can handle it.” Personally, he had very little to no sexual experience. Normally, he had no desire for such things. The act of having sex with a demon would be incredibly dangerous and painful- Yet, nothing turned him on more than violence.

“If nothing more... It will provide valuable information on the nature of demons. A firsthand account, if you will.”

“I want this,” he urged. “Destroy me, Akira.”

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“I get the urgency, but only focusing on that will make the both of us crazy.” He said with a sigh, which kind of sounded exasperated now that Ryo was talking about the offer to indulge with Jenny- “It would be VERY awkward and I don’t think I would be able to even look at her… I’d rather do it with someone I’m close to, someone I’d never see again or a sex worker.” He gave a light shrug, his whitened gaze visibly lowering as he did felt awkward and perhaps a bit sheepish as he basically insinuated he’d do it with close friends.

-Which kind of included Ryo.

“Are you sure…? You seemed like you wanted to spend some time together. It kind of worries me that you’d want to stay home- you sure everything’s okay?”

“It’s not something easily contained, is it? Not something that you can ignore for too long. A day you said. And at that point- What? You’d be absolutely insatiable? Is that really something worth risking?”

“You’d be... embarrassed? Is that it? I can’t imagine why. It’s not that she minds. She’s my loyal secretary and she’s very dedicated in helping us in whatever way we need.”

“I am fine. It just seemed that you wanted to be close with me as well...”

He sighed. “If it must be someone you’re close to... then how about you do it with me?”

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“I kinda don’t, you haven’t really explained anything.” Though, Akira was kind of dull-minded and would probably have a hard time understanding whatever was explained to him. And now that he thought of it, he believed that the demon only really manifested in the form of urges as he couldn’t sense the being’s presence other than in the form of needs and raw emotions. “I don’t know what Amon wants, I just like to be petted…” He said with a loud guttural groan, really enjoying the sensation. 

The head-wings twitched and then he looked over his shoulder and back at the professor with a somewhat worried yet surprised stare. “Feeling sentimental now?” He teased with a slight smile. “I guess staying in for one night wouldn’t hurt… I should be fine. Though- I’ll definitely need to go hunt tomorrow.” He wondered if his friend might need some sort of emotional support or something and just… wanted to be there for him, even if it was to prove difficult considering his own special needs. However, he was confident he could last.

“Haven’t I? It’s thanks to my research that we know anything about demons. That’s what this is all for, Akira.”

“There must be different ways of satisfying your destructive urges. Don’t you think? You refused my offer of having sex with Jenny before... I find it particularly strange. Most men find her rather attractive.” Not him, of course.

“There have been some demons on my radar, so we can hunt if you would like to. I can’t let these urges destroy you. I need you, Akira.”

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