Succubae part 14

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Sakurai had followed him, right to his bed and then taken him in a way that nobody else ever had. He had made love to him with his mouth first tasting every available inch of his skin before sucking on his penis. Never in his life would he have imagined that he would enjoy sex with a man but enjoy it he had. After he had drained him with his mouth he had used his hands teasing him to the point of exhaustion and then had thankfully taken him. His penis had felt good inside of him filling and stretching him and acting as if his only desire on earth was giving him pleasure. He had learned much later that it was the more aroused the partner the more a succubus could feed and Sakurai had been almost starved when they had met. The sex had lasted for hours and even that hadn’t been long enough. He had wept when Sakurai came deep inside him and he had tried to hold the penis for as long as he could, wanting to stay connected to the man that had given him pleasure. The succubus had laughed then and had kissed him calling him ‘his little one’ something that he still did in their most intimate moments and then he had promised that he would visit him again while he was in town. Nino hadn’t believed him but it was something to look forward to when he was entertaining other clients.

Sakurai had returned again and again and each time was just as amazing as the first but the more times he came the more Nino cried knowing that he was falling in love and knowing that it was impossible. Sakurai had been in the Americas when he had gotten sick. A cough that refused to go away. He had known what it was he had watched others die of the same illness. There had been pain and blood and he had had known. The illness a burned through his body so quickly that he knew in his heart that he would be dead before Sakurai returned. He wanted to die, wanted the peace that death could have given him but he wanted to see Sakurai again just once so he could say goodbye. He didn’t remember the Succubus returning but he did remember waking up in a stupidly expensive house and being told the truth of what the man was and what he had become. He wasn’t a vampire but he wasn’t human he was a leech that could only survive by feeding off of the energy from his master. Never changing perfectly preserved like a doll.

He couldn’t remember now why he had been so angry then but he could remember that he had refused to talk to the man except when he had to for almost ten years. It had taken that long for him to believe that his Master was in love with him and had simply not wanted him to die. Sakurai had been the one that had brought him home to Japan and although he had recognised any of the country of his birth he had at last fitted in and didn’t feel like an oddity. Sakurai treasured him, treating him like something pure and not the whore that they both knew he was and knew that this request must be hurting him as much as it was him but…This was the one and only time that he would be able to prove to his lover that he loved him as much as he did. He could do little for Sakurai but…He could save his beloved brother.

Nino took a breath and rose to his feet wiping away the dirt from his knees he turned to go back into the house stopping when he saw his lover standing beside the door.

“For you…” He whispered slowly and Sakurai came forward so quickly he was sure that he teleported his arms wrapping around him and their mouth crushing together.

TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^

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Oh :(
Lucky Nino that Sakurai found him before it's too late. Now ther's Jun, hope whatever Nino is able to, he can heal Jun ^^