#thelewdestconcubine

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Dragon Heart || Toshiro & Szayel

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Continuation of this here thread X

How long had it been since he had first met this strange human? A few weeks definitely, possibly a little over a month or so. After all the injuries that Toshiro had sustained had been substantial ones and it was a real wonder that he was still amongst the living thinking back on how close to death's door he had been. 

Now most of those injuries were mere memory, nothing more than scars upon his skin that will fade with time. It was not uncommon for his kind to bear the signs of battle anyway so they did not worry him. He was more concerned with this strange human he found himself in the company of still. 

 No longer did Toshiro think that the man had it in him to harm him, that was in the past, but his curiosity over him was not yet sated. After all he had yet to speak to him despite the man's chatter directed towards him on a daily basis. At first it had been because he was wary and did not trust him but now with questions unanswered buzzing around his head he burned to have them answered. 

 Carefully he observed the red-head from across the clearing they were settled in still, watching as the man's hand brushed across the pages of a small book, writing something in strange symbols that were foreign to him. Now how could he go about this? There was no way around startling the man but he couldn't just speak to him when he was doing something could he? No that would be rude- instead he stood up from his spot and carefully padded towards the man until he stood over him. He nudged his shoulder gently to get his attention and then stared. Waiting. Patiently for him to finish and engage him before he began.

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"You get turned on by the weirdest shit."

Meme [Here] || @the-lewdest-concubine

A black brow winged up, and a smirk twisted Tsukishima’s iips. “You’re not exactly one to talk.”

He flicked the blood from his Book of the End and let it collapse back into a bookmark. The young man on the ground whimpered, clutching at his head as Tsukishima stepped over him to get to Szayel. 

“Besides...you usually benefit from the process, even if the particulars can get a bit..unusual.”

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13!

Meme [Here] || @the-lewdest-concubine || 13. our  muses  sleeping  together  in  their  victims  bloody  sheets.

The iron tang of old blood and a lock of hair teased Tsukishima’s nose as he eased awake. One eye cracked open to glance down at Szayel sprawled against his chest, a living blanket warming him despite the open window. He stretched. The stickiness of died blood pulled where their skin came apart, and Tsukishima chuckled at the situation. 

A turn of his head revealed a glimpse of the morning light falling across the corpse they had tossed aside last night. With a sigh, he shrugged the shoulder Szayel was using as a pillow, fingers running along a thin arm. 

“You...have gotten me into some less than ideal habits,” Tsukishima murmured.

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Meme [Here] || @the-lewdest-concubine

Candles were burning low at one end of the long dining room table, several bottles of wine were scattered at the other -some empty now-, and Tsukishima lay stretched across the middle. His legs were crossed, he’d opened the buttons on his shirt, and an empty wine-glass lay near his head.

And scattered across the high, dark ceiling above him, a dozen knives had been embedded haphazardly in the plaster. Half-open eyes regarded the pattern with interest, and Tsukishima swirled one finger in the tassels of his bookmark. 

Eventually, once he’d finally realized someone was there, he peered out of the corner of his eye without moving his head to examine the tall smudge of pink and white that was Szayel. He grinned.

“Finally,” he drawled with deliberate slowness, pausing often as he searched for the right words. “I was starting to think that I....that I was going to have to find some...something...to keep me entertained.” 

He let one hand flick up to point out the ceiling. “I ran out of knives,” he explained with a frown. “We really need....We need more of those.”

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Arms wrapped around Szayel from behind, small cold hands resting upon the arracncar's and smoothing over the rings that rested on his left hand. With a smile Toshiro let go but only so his love could turn around and he could drag him down in a sweet kiss. He didn’t have anything else to give him but he knew that wasn’t necessary- simply holding the man that had stolen his heart so completely in a tight hug.

“Happy anniversary, Szayel,” He said with a gentle smile up at him. “Sorry I don’t have much to give you right now, besides my full undivided attention, I hope it will be enough.”

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meme ┇ accepting ┇ ☁ for a half-asleep thought

Curling up on the nest she made in his lab she purred in contentment. She was full and worn out. They had gone out hunting and she got to chase down her dinner until he saw her swaying on her feet. She opened her eyes looking at his blurred form as he leaned over on of those many lab tables.

She enjoyed watching him work, he always lost track of everything else around him when he got focused. She shifted and stretched as her eyes started to flutter closed again with a murmur.

“You go away stupid.. [mumble]. I know you aren’t a robot... you don’t have missiles..”

She rolled over to her back and used her arm to cover her eyes and yawned once more as she started to sleep farther into her food induced coma. “I bet it’s filled with red bean paste and clams..”

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He had been expecting to be chastised for working so late and neglecting himself when Szayel approached the desk so he was pleasantly surprised when instead he got a gentle kiss to the cheek. He should have known better now that he thought of it. He loved him so much, it was a real comfort just having him there in the room with him.

“It really is never ending it seems, but that is just a part of my duty as a captain.”

He leaned back into his chair and Szayel, turning his head while he was still leaned over so that he good give his cheek a kiss back.

One snowy eyebrow quirked in the air- a silent question hanging- when his husband mentioned that he had brought something for him to eat but to be careful to not spoil his dinner. He need not speak any words as soon a bag was produced and a candied bean was pressed to his lips. Soon a small smile curled them upwards, Szayel knew just how to get to him.

“I suppose a bite or two could not hurt...” Toshiro takes the amanatto bean and in just a few bites it is gone and he licks his lips to pick up the last traces of sweetness.

“Thank you, love.” He hummed, one hand guiding Szayel down so that he could give him a kiss while his other hand was already reaching for the bag of its own accord. “You are amazing, you know that? I’m sorry for not coming home sooner.”

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Toshiro grumbled in his sleep, little wrinkles forming as he frowned. He could feel something warm press against his cheek and lips, gently beckoning him to wake up. The soft touches were actually quite soothing, he didn’t want it to stop, but after some more coaxing his eyes finally fluttered open to be met with pink lips as they met his nose.

“Mhmm… is it morning already?” He mumbled, nuzzling into his husband’s warm body and settling his face into the hollow by his neck. He couldn’t really tell since there was no light peeking through the blinds. “Is there any particular reason that you woke me up for?”