Disclaimer: I do not own these pretty boys or anything having to do with Loveless.
This story is rated "M" for Mature content. Explicit content follows . . .
"You're not getting anything, little brother."
They both froze in surprise at the interruption, thinking themselves alone in the room. Soubi raised his head and looked over Ritsuka's shoulder, confirming his worst fear. The demon prince Seimei had finally come to retrieve his younger brother and he looked extremely pissed off.
Unlike Ritsuka, Seimei was full grown; the lush black hair and cat ears looked eerie and otherworldly on the tall demon, not cute. It was the eyes, Soubi thought, as he stared at Seimei in shock. Seimei's eyes were imperious and cold, showing none of his younger brother's kindness or playfulness.
Seimei took a step towards them and Soubi suddenly snapped to attention, raising his hand to throw a protective ward around Ritsuka and himself. He wasn't quick enough – Seimei flicked a finger in response and Soubi was slammed back to the bed. He could tell immediately it was a complete restriction spell: every inch of his body was pinned to the bed and he couldn't even open his mouth; he could breathe and move his eyes, but that was about it.
He looked up at Ritsuka anxiously and saw fear in his eyes, which was followed quickly by anger and then resignation. The boy inhaled deeply and then half turned on the bed, glancing over his shoulder at Seimei, "What took you so long?"
"What took me so long?" Seimei's eyes narrowed in anger. "Oh, perhaps a certain cloaking spell that conveniently hid all traces of you. Not that you'd know anything about that, would you? I've been going out of my mind with worry over you, imagining all sorts of terrible things - and then I finally track you here and what do I find?" He peeled off his gloves and flung them on the floor, then stalked over to the bed.
Ritsuka cringed, but didn't move from his place atop Soubi.
"I find my baby brother sprawled all over . . . a human." Seimei spat out the last word and came to a stop behind Ritsuka's shoulder. He tilted his head and slowly appraised Soubi, inch by inch, his eyes lingering on Soubi's cock, just barely visible beneath Ritsuka. "He's lovely, but I didn't give you permission to take a pet, did I?"
Seimei's hand rose to stroke Ritsuka's hair and he leaned forward slightly so his lip were right by Ritsuka's ear. Ritsuka shivered at the touch and Soubi could tell he was nervous.
"Ritsuka," Seimei said, "you didn't actually have sex with him, did you?"
Ritsuka turned very pale and his ears went back. His lips parted but he didn't make a sound.
"Ritsuka," Seimei said again, his voice suddenly harsh, "answer me."
Ritsuka's eyes half closed and he trembled a bit, but he didn't say anything.
Seimei hissed angrily and grabbed a handful of Ritsuka's hair, yanking his head backwards. "You little brat, your first time was supposed to be mine. Did you forget who you belong to?"
Soubi reeled in shock at Seimei's words. What the fuck? They were brothers, he couldn't mean . . . Seimei glanced at Soubi for a minute and Soubi was stunned at the malevolence he saw there. He'd been worried for Ritsuka, but now he was worried for himself, too. This was not going to end well - the power that was starting to resonate through the room was incredibly strong.
Seimei turned his attention back to Ritsuka. He leaned in and nuzzled Ritsuka's neck, inhaling deeply, only to pull back with a frown on his face. "Ugh! His smell is all over you. We'll have to fix that." He grabbed the boy's shirt at the collar and ripped it off, stripping him to the waist . . . which exposed the binding mark on Ritsuka's chest.
"What the fuck is that?" Seimei snarled and yanked harder on Ritsuka's hair, pulling him up to look him in the eye. "Ritsuka! What did you let him do to you?"
Ritsuka's mouth fell open and he hung limply in his brother's grasp, staring up at him. "Uh . . . uh . . ." he stuttered and brought one hand up to his chest, covering Soubi's mark.
Seimei let go of Ritsuka's hair and grabbed his wrist, jerking his arm behind his back and pulling his brother close to him. "Explain. Right. Now."
"It's well . . . it's a . . . a . . . binding mark."
"A binding mark. And how did he put it there?"
"Ah . . . it was – a spell."
"A spell," Seimei said softly. "And what were the ingredients?"
Ritsuka swallowed and tried to look away.
"Ritsuka."
"Blood . . . " the boy whispered. "Blood . . . and come."
"I see." Seimei was quiet for a minute and then he leaned his forehead against Ritsuka's. "Did you like it? With him?"
His voice sounded gentle, but Ritsuka knew better. When Seimei suddenly went quiet in the middle of a rage, things got bad very quickly.
"You're not going to answer me, are you, baby brother?" Seimei said and pinched Ritsuka's nipple, twisting it painfully. "That's all right. I'll make you forget it. I'll make you forget all about him."
Ritsuka was shaking inside, but he tried to stay still. There was still Soubi to think of. If he submitted to Seimei and did what he wanted, maybe his brother wouldn't hurt the blonde.
"I shouldn't have been so gentle with you. I should have chained you to my bed until you gave in . . . but it's too late now, isn't it? There's no reason to wait any longer." Seimei smiled and bent his head to kiss Ritsuka. His lips tenderly caressed his brother's and then he kissed him violently, biting at his lips until they bled.
He pulled his head back to look at Ritsuka. "So sweet . . . " he said and leaned back down to lick the blood that was dripping down his chin. "I bet you're sweet somewhere else too." He smirked and then yanked down Ritsuka's sweatpants and boxers.
Ritsuka was practically naked now, with his pants hanging halfway down his thighs and the remains of his t-shirt clinging to his shoulders. Seimei slowly looked his brother up and down and then started fondling the boy's cock. "Mmm, Ritsuka, I like you like this," he purred.
Ritsuka was frozen in place, trembling like a small animal. "Seimei, please don't . . . "
"Don't? Ha!" Seimei snickered and brought his hand up to his mouth. "Ritsuka, look at me." As soon as the boy's violet eyes landed on him, he slid two fingers deep into his own mouth, sucking on them slowly.
"You've been a very naughty boy, Ritsuka, and you need to be punished. You know how I punish people, don't you?"
He smiled and shoved Ritsuka down onto Soubi's chest, still holding his arm twisted behind his back. He shoved Ritsuka's thighs apart with one of his knees, then slid his fingers roughly into his ass.
"Ah!" Ritsuka cried out, "Mngh . . . Seimei, stop! That hurts!" He turned his face into Soubi's shoulder, trying to hide his tears.
Seimei completely ignored his brother's cries, continuing to thrust his fingers into his ass while he talked. "I'm going to take you right here, right on top of him, and when we're done, I'm taking both of you back home. I'm going to give him to the Oni and we're going to watch them all take turns with him, fucking him senseless."
"No! You can't!"
"Oh yes, baby brother – I'm going to let anyone who wants him have a turn with him and you're going to watch every second. You need to learn to obey me." Seimei's voice was getting low and husky; he was obviously getting turned on by what he was doing to Ritsuka. He slid his fingers out of Ritsuka to unzip his pants and take his cock out; the small sound of the zipper seemed so loud in the room.
"Shall we show your pet just how close we are? Hm?" Seimei's eyes met Soubi's for a second and then closed as he began to stroke himself. Soubi had never felt so helpless in his life; trapped on the bed under Ritsuka with Seimei about to fuck him. He was screaming inside but Seimei's spell was too strong for him to break.
Ritsuka was fighting Seimei now, struggling to get out from under him. Seimei laughed and gripped him by the back of the neck, holding him down. "Stay still, there's nothing you can do about it. You know I'm stronger than you."
The boy seemed to give in, collapsing onto Soubi and lying there silently. Seimei leaned down and kissed the tip of one cat ear. "Good boy." He looked at Soubi then and smiled at the anguish in his eyes. "Ritsuka, should I make your pet suck me before I fuck you?"
"Hmm, Ritsuka? Would you like to watch him suck me?"
Ritsuka's head suddenly snapped up and Soubi was shocked at the fierceness in them. "No," he hissed, and a violet orb appeared in the air next to him.
Soubi didn't recognize the spell, but Seimei obviously did . . . his body jerked in surprise and he went still, staring at the glowing orb.
"You wouldn't," Seimei said, with an anxious look on his face.
"Do you remember what happened the last time you tried to hurt one of my friends?"
"A friend? He's just a human, a fucktoy."
"Seimei," Ritsuka said softly, "do you remember?"
Seimei didn't respond – he was too busy staring at the orb, his body tense and watchful.
"This one's a little different, Seimei. This one will have you taking it from everyone in the castle."
Seimei swore angrily, letting go of Ritsuka and tumbling off the bed in one motion; then backing away quickly as he zipped up his pants. "How could you do something like that to your own brother?"
Rituska sat up, not bothering to fix his clothing. "I will protect what's mine, Seimei. You're not going to touch him."
The two brothers glared at each other for several minutes, then Seimei looked away. "Fine, but don't think this is finished." He threw an angry look at Soubi. "Enjoy him while you can – he'll be dead and gone before you're grown."
Seimei turned and walked away, disappearing into thin air. Soubi hardly had time to absorb Seimei's words when Ritsuka crumpled onto his chest, crying. The spell had vanished along with its master and he brought his arms up and embraced Ritsuka, stroking his hair softly. Seimei's last words echoed in his head as he tried to comfort the boy. Dead and gone before Ritsuka was grown? He knew demons aged differently than humans, but he had thought – well, he'd thought that Ritsuka would grow up soon and they'd be together. Just like they were now. He buried his nose in Ritsuka's hair and inhaled his scent. Never getting to see Ritsuka grown? His heart ached just thinking about it.
Author's note: My apologies for taking so long to update. I'm aiming for a chapter a month, but I haven't been able to write much lately. Thanks for being patient and continuing to read. I'll try to do better! Also, a big thanks to everyone who's taken the time to review . . . reviews are much appreciated, even con crit.
Up next: Ritsuka's mysterious spell explained and Ritsuka visits an exiled demon, Lord Ritsu.