Bandages

Bandages
By: Karie Chaos

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Whee! I\'m in... a mood. ^.^ I\'ll let more of it out later on my Dahling, but right now I\'m going to write. More of my lovely slash boys, Real and Take. ^.^ Didn\'t we like them? I\'m not sure what Take is but I think I\'ve settled on some sort of cross between a demon and a vampire. ^.^ Well, Dahling likes him anyhow. So, whee!

WARNING!: ^.^ Shameless use of Cherry Monroe\'s song Bandages. I got to meet them! On my birthday! I bought their CD and they signed it, gave me hugs and kisses and signed my T-shirt. It was SO cool. ^.^ Slash. Lemony goodness, master/slave treatment, bit o\' bondage, some more lovely play with Real\'s blood. And general Me-ness. ^.^ Enjoy!

Bandages (c) Cherry Monroe

Real and Take (Atherial Stone and Attaken) (c) Karie Chaos\'s twisted mind.
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Take smirked at his captive before his hand slashed across his throat, ripping it out, bone, blood vessles, arteries, and flesh hanging from his long white fingers as the nameless body fell over, head thudding against the concrete. He dropped the mangled flesh in his hand to the ground and walked away, fingers dragging across the wall, wiping blood and gore away. He walked out and proceeded down the street, stemming panic by mind-fucking everyone who cared to notice the blood spattered over him. He even smirked at some pretty boy who\'s girlfriend looked horrified before he walked on, leaving them both quivvering and wanting him but unable to follow.

He walked through the town until sunrise and then ducked into a cafè, slipping into a seat at the counter and charming the waitress until she handed him his breakfast without asking for payment. He smiled, nibbling the bagel and sipping the tea until he was satisfied for now and then he slipped out, listening to the manager yell at the poor woman.

He passed a music shop, the sign boasting vintage records and brand new releases. A pouting, moody, garnet-haired, royal-blue eyed face was pasted up in one window, a long lean body wrapped in black and metal framed by words boasting of the new disk released. He smirked and walked inside, pulling some crumpled bills from his pocket and tossing them at the clerk before he took the CD off the stand beside the counter and walked out. He managed to pilfer a CD player from beside the door before he left. He dropped the plastic packaging on the ground as he wandered the city, leaving it towards the east, walking along the side of the road.

Several trucks pulled to a stop but none of them ever remembered why. Take smirked as he donned the headphones, the song beating into his ears. He walked with his hands tucked in his jeans pockets, a heavy chain holding them down and jangling against his thigh as he walked.

\"~Star-studded dream maker
Psychadelic heartbreaker
Isn\'t life a drag
You lock me up like a porno mag

Girl you need to be chilled on ice
So I don\'t get burnt twice~\"

He smirked, eyes flashing as darkness fell on him as he walked into a forested area, tree\'s reaching over head to either side of the road.

\"I\'m coming for you... You just keep asking for me...\"

He laughed, the sound ringing up through the darkness.

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\"Let this be an anniversary
Of the simple things
That keep seducing me

I love her, Love her madly
But she treats me oh so badly
Leaves me in bandages
Leaves me in bandages\"

The voice rang clear over the gathered audience, but to the sharp ears waiting outside the backstage doors, it was quivvering and waiting, expecting to see cat eyes flickering from the masses. Blood-stained lips curled sweetly as he sang along to his human.

\"The walls on my inner self
Are the shadows of someone else
I\'ve got the new desease
That\'s plagued by my jealousy

Move your feet to the beat of my drum
Keep dancing till you\'ve had enough...\"

He smirked and then kicked the head sitting at his feet aside, letting it fall into the grass and be hidden, fingers lifting to his lips where he sucked them down before a figure stepped out of the shadow of the building. Thick, vibrant purple hair with streaks of black flickering through the underneats fell into clear ice blue eyes. Honey golden skin glistened in the heated night, a tribal tattoo scrolling down the left side of his chest, crooking arounf his nipple and then ending a hand\'s breadth above and over to the side of his navel. A second tribal tattoo went down the outside of his right arm, from his shoulder to his elbow. They resembled Take\'s tattoo\'s faintly, as though they were from the same hand.

A heavy pendant that looked like a cross at first look, but wasn\'t - it had a second crossed setting a third of an inch above the first one, a double cross - settled against the broad chest. A pair of tight jeans kissed lean thighs and caressed down smooth calves, tucked into shit kicking black boots.

\"Hey, Masa.\"

The ice blue\'s glimmered sharply, pupils returning to their cat-slitted form instead of the pin pricks that disguised him as human. Long arms streached out to press firm hands to the wall at either side of Take\'s head.

\"Hello, Take. What\'re you doing here? Watching the show? Or do you wanna have one of your own?\"

Lush lips slid into a leer. Masa was one of the lustiest demons he knew, and Take loved it. He leaned forwards, mouth curling and he licked the corner of the leering lips.

\"I\'m waiting on my human to come out and play.\"

\"Human?\"

There was a distinct laugh to the question. Take just smirked as Real continued to sing.

\"Let this be an anniversary
Of the simple things
That keep seducing me

I love her, Love her madly
But she treats me oh so badly
Leaves me in bandages
Leaves me in bandages

I love her, Love her madly
But she treats me oh so badly
Leaves me in bandages
Leaves me in bandages\"

Masa just advanced on him, tilting his head and sliding warm lips against Take\'s chilled ones, white, even teeth nipping softly at the bottom. Take parted his lips, his teeth sharper, biting back, hands lifting to bare skin, cool fingertips pressing against the faint bumps of his spine. Masa just laughed into the night, strong hips rocking into Take.

\"I wear you like a sweet sunburn
I can\'t get no appologies
I wear you like a sweet sunburn
Bittersweet\'s your company.

I love her, Love her madly
But she treats me oh so badly
Leaves me in bandages
Leaves me in bandages

I love her, Love her madly
But she treats me oh so badly
Leaves me in bandages
Leaves me in bandages

I love her, Love her madly
But she treats me oh so badly...\"

The song trailed off and the excited roar of the crowd grew louder as the door opened and the garnet-haired, dark royal-blue eyed singer walked out. His eyes widened slightly upon seeing Take and then they fractured like glass seeing him pinned in the arms of another. Almost as though his heart had just been dashed on a stone. Take just smirked, eyes glittering before he slid out of Masa\'s arms and walked over, fingers skating across the warm, sweat-damp cheek.

\"This is my human, Masa. Atherial, this is Masochist. Now be good for him.\"

The red-head looked like he\'s just swallowed something sour, lips pursed tightly. But he gave a short nod, eyes angry. But the demon just laughed and walked over, eyes sliding over the boy\'s figure wrapped in all those chains and leather.

\"Looks good enough to eat.\"

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Masa looked on while Take stood over his human, the boy\'s body bound spread-eagle against the bed. The sheets were dark green and bright silver, and blood stained. Fine lash marks made a webbing across pale skin and Take held the whip in one hand, the tip twitching against his leg lightly, hand shifting his grip before he let the thing fly, sending a new stripe across soft white flesh. Real\'s skin was covered in thin red marks where the lash had bit into his skin and He\'d long since ceased crying out in pain, his body twitching away every time the tell-tale sound of the thing whistling through the air came.

Masa\'s ice blue eyes sparkled as he drank in the way the boy writhed slightly against the pain, unconciously lifting his hips and arching back. As much as it hurt, the boy practically begged for it, and it fed Masa happilly. Take finally put the thing down and looked over at Masa who just grinned, lips parting slightly.

\"He\'s gorgeous when he hurts.\"

It was a compliment on Masa\'s part. Take laughed and leaned down, forcing blue eyes to meet his own and then he leaned down and licked the boy\'s mouth, tounge tracing it but not quite entering, not quite kissing. Those lush lips of his human parted however, he expected to be kissed, he wanted it. Once his options were taken away he was a willing toy.

Masa finally walked over, wrapping his arms around Take\'s chest and lips falling to the graceful curve of pale throat.

\"Want to show him what it\'s all about?\"

Take\'s back arched and he tilted his head against the warm shoulder, a laugh leaving his mouth. His response was to turn and push Masa against the wall, lips meeting feircly. The kiss was like an exercise to see who could devour the other first, growling and biting before Masa switched their positions, pressing Take\'s chest to the wall and fitting himself firmly against him from behind.

Atherial\'s blue eyes watched desperatly as Masa bit into his master\'s throat and those deft hands peeled the denim off his body and then wrapped around the slender waist, lifting him and arranging it so that his upper body was supported by the wall, and long legs curled around strong hips.

Masa\'s painted-on jeans had been discarded earlier, and the demon simply pulled Take down onto him, the silver-haired one giving a loud cry of the other\'s name, fingers clutching at the smoothness of the wall desperately. Masa gave a wordless shout of his own and the two writhed against one another, Masa\'s hips working forward and back with short, deep thrusts while Take worked his hips upwards and back, making him brush against his spot each time.

Without preparation Masa had torn Take slightly, Atherial could see the ribbon of blood slowly sliding down to the floor. Take didn\'t seem to notice it. He simply screamed for more of this abuse, more of this pain. And Masochist seemed happy to oblige.

It peaked out eventually, Masa\'s fingers digging into those white hips tightly, drawing more blood while Take\'s hands finally cracked the plaster under the paint, both of them throwing themselves into a few final movements before it crashed down around them. Take coated the floor and the wall with his release while Masa\'s became trapped deep inside the albino. They slid to the floor, the golden-eyed one still seated in the other\'s lap, one trapped inside the other.

Sated eyes flicked across the pet.

\"And you fight me.\"

~OWARI~