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Flesh and Blood

Summary:

Miyagi ascends the tower steps for a fateful meeting.

Notes:

This is my submission for the Ave Lilium translations fanfic/fanart event!

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To call her my lover would be wildly overestimating it. In fact, I would not even consider us friends. 

 

And yet, there’s this unease that won’t leave me as I ascend the tower steps.



One: The Parent is absolute. Enact their will by any means necessary.



I can’t let Father know of this. It will be fine. Just a few more meetings, and then no more.



As soon as I was far enough away from the main staircase, I took off my scarf and walked to the top of the tower. I begin my preparations. Sweeping the floor, tidying the bed, starting the fireplace and adjusting the grate to heat up the room. The cold wind drafts through the windows on this dark night. With the moon barely visible, it was difficult to get the work done. No matter, all of these are things that I do regardless of a visit. Things that shouldn’t bear a weight on my mind. And yet somehow this feels like too much work.

 

I’ll make sure she makes it worthwhile this time.



Two: Trust is absolute. Once broken, it cannot be rebuilt. To continue on despite a breach is to disgrace oneself and the Order.



I find myself cautiously looking out the window. There’s no reason for her to be here already, but I can’t trust her word. Father at least taught me that much.

 

Everything was now ready. Tonight, like several nights before, I would take her on.

 

I arm my crossbow, and put my back against the wall next to one of the windows. After taking a deep breath, I take one last look outside, and reach down. I pick up the lantern I used on the way here, small enough to conceal, but bright enough to be a signal.

 

My trembling arm raises the lantern next to the window, still not visible from outside.

 

I could - no, should end it soon. And yet…

 

Gingerly, I place it on the windowsill.

 

Whoosh .

 

Before I could even let go of the lantern, a cold burst of wind blows through, almost taking out the fireplace and knocking me off balance.

 

「I almost thought you wouldn’t call for me tonight.」

 

My crossbow was now pointed at a grinning figure across the room. Barely keeping it steady, I stand my ground, not letting her move any closer. The temperature had dropped, and Sendai gave me a hungry look.

 

「I had business to attend to with Father.」 I responded, my crossbow still trained at her chest.

 

「Besides, I’m sure some thing like you would have no trouble waiting.」

 

Staying in place, she had begun to relax until I said that. Now she was annoyed. Her dark cloaked figure huffed as she crossed her arms, her long, meaty tail swishing idly behind her.

 

「Not at all, but we had an agreement. Although…」

 

Ever so slowly, she began to take one step forward. 



Three: Extermination is absolute. Once Vermin are identified, they must be dealt with at any cost.



It would be so easy to shoot her now. It would be all done, and there’d be no trace of Sendai. I wouldn’t have to deal with these visits, and I can go back to living my life. Maybe I should shoot her. Right in the chest. If I don’t, I am lost. There’s no second chances if you hesitate with people like her. Master manipulators and charmers, even now I feel like I’m a moment away from being enthralled.

 

Instead, I take a step back.

 

「I would be lying if I said I wasn’t feeling quite peckish , Miyagi.」said Sendai, undoing her hood.

 

The way Sendai said that made me squirm. I’m the one with the deadly weapon, and yet in my own room I feel like I am constantly prey. The fact that her very presence makes the room colder certainly doesn’t help my nerves. 

 

「Stop.」

 

I manage to blurt out a command. It at least gets her to halt her advance, although her look of amusement tells me she’s only doing this to see what I’ll try next.

 

「Sit down.」

 

「Oh, orders already, Miyagi? I thought my payment would come first.」 she replied.

 

「You’ll get your payment. Sit.」

 

I try to muster the most commanding voice I can, but it falls short. Father never taught me anything about using my voice to deescalate situations, and it is now taking its toll. 

 

Sendai, instead of taking this attempt seriously, contemplates for a moment. With a mischievous smile, she eventually relents and sits down on the floor, her spiny tail curling up behind her.

 

This is all just a game to her.

 

With the crossbow still pointed at her chest, I slowly approach her.

 

She’s hungry, but she won’t try anything drastic while I have this.

 

Sitting down on the bed beside her, I put my left foot up to her chest.

 

「Undo my sandal.」

 

「Really?」

 

「That’s an order.」 I replied.

 

Sendai gives me a look . I hate it. It’s the look of “I don’t think you know what you’re doing”. Like I didn’t have a crossbow trained at her chest. Like I had no control over this situation at all.

 

But I hated even more what she did next.

 

「Okay~」said Sendai, as she leaned in towards my foot.

 

Ever so gently, she undoes the straps of my sandal. At least the action itself is gentle, it speaks nothing about how her long nails scrape and dig into my skin. I hate the feeling. The way they slowly make grooves and indentations on the surface of my foot makes me shiver.

 

Sendai looks at me as I grab my wrist with my other hand, struggling to keep the crossbow steady as she assaults my foot with her sharp nails. The way she looks at me tells me she knows exactly what she’s doing.

 

Something sickly and diseased stirs inside me. I… can’t say that I’m not enjoying this.



Four: Focus is absolute. Relenting even for a moment will cause you to lose sight of the important work before you.



The “important work” before me begins to undo the rest of my sandal. The wind outside has become still, and the silence makes me even more aware of how heavy my breathing has become.



「Stop that.」

 

「Stop what?」 Replied Sendai.

 

「You’re hurting me.」



I focus my weapon on her chest again, pointing it closer to get her to comply.

 

「Fine, fine. It’s not my fault my nails are so long you know?」

 

She relents and completely takes off my sandal. My hands still won’t stop shaking.

 

I put my foot up to her mouth.



「Sendai?」

 

「Yes, Miyagi?」

 

「F-feed.」



Almost like she’s unconvinced, she looks at me, my bare foot, then back to me and my crossbow. She puts her teeth to my foot without breaking eye contact.



Closing her eyes, she applies the pressure, until I feel her canines dig into me, finally breaking skin. I grip the sheets with my right hand to try and keep myself steady, but I have to instead use it to cover my mouth to stifle a moan as Sendai begins to suck . Her canines inside me, my blood going inside her, my legs quiver as I struggle to keep my crossbow pointed at her chest. The pressure that she applies with her bite, coupled with the feeling of blood draining and coming out of me, being consumed by Sendai, it was too much. 

 

Before I knew it was arcing my back and was almost laid against the bed, my hand raptly gripping the cushions. My weapon wasn’t threatening her anymore, but no matter, she was too engrossed in the act of sucking blood off my foot that I doubt she was paying attention. I could barely catch my breath as Sendai drained me, and I felt myself becoming paler by the moment.

 

「Enough!」

 

I forced myself to straighten up and point the crossbow at her again, but it was too late. Although she had stopped as soon as I told her, Sendai had already noticed how much I enjoyed having my blood sucked.

 

「Enough, Miyagi? I don’t think it’s enough at all.」

 

She had placed my foot down, and stood up as she leaned closer to me. The moonlight from the window revealed her face to me. Her wicked smile, the tresses of her braids casting a dark shadow over her bloodshot eyes. If I stared at them any longer I would have been taken, but I retained my focus and kept my crossbow trained at her chest.

 

「You know, I never believed for a moment that you could do it, Miyagi.」 said Sendai, placing a knee on the bed as she leaned closer, the tip of my crossbow digging into her chest.

 

I was beginning to lean backwards against the bed, propped up by my right arm. As Sendai begins to tower over me, I feel the grip on my weapon begin to falter.

 

「Do what?」

 

「Kill me.」 Sendai had already gripped the wrist of my left hand.

 

「Don’t be ridiculous.」

 

I push the crossbow further into her chest, and I could tell that the point of the bolt had completely cut through her cloak already. It was touching thin skin and bone, metal to her sternum, a loaded stake pointed at her cold, unbeating heart.

 

「I’m not. Any good Hunter of your church would have shot me already. I’m sure you know that much.」

 

Sendai was practically straddling me at this point, and whether I liked it or not what she said was true. She was the first one I met, and I immediately went back on my principles. The only remaining vestige of my loyalty was the bolt digging into her chest.

 

「Come on, Miyagi. What’s stopping you?」Sendai taunts.

 

She really was not making this easy for me. I was lying on the bed now, her weight placed firmly on my hips, her face very close to mine. Sendai was not at all hiding how much she enjoyed teasing me, her nails beginning to stroke and dig into my wrist.

 

She places her head beside mine and whispers in my ear.

 

「Don’t you want to do it, Miyagi? It would be so easy.」

 

This is really not helping. Her cold breath wafting across my face, her body moving as she slowly grinds her hips against mine, her nails assaulting my wrist.

 

Three: Extermination is…

 

I want to…

 

She bucks her hips against mine, the pleasure building up inside of me. My hand is barely able to keep the crossbow steady as she continuously assaults my senses. Further and further she pushes into me until I can’t handle it anymore, I grip the sheets tighter as breathless moans escape my mouth. It keeps going and going and going in a way that I can’t keep up with, my body convulsing under Sendai, her weight keeping me down until… I end up pulling the trigger.

 

I feel blood splatter against my stomach as the bolt goes through her and bounces off the stone ceiling.

 

Sendai winces, curling up, pushing her hips into mine and sending me further into ecstasy.

 

After a moment the blood stops coming out of Sendai, and she relaxes. I hear her slight chuckle as she straightens up.

 

「What a good girl, Miyagi. It seems you could shoot me after all. But unfortunately…」

 

Sendai places her palm at the puddle of her blood on my stomach.

 

「You missed.」

 

I did miss. I shot her through the liver. I wish I could say that was an accident, that I intended to kill her. My quivering hand lets go of the crossbow as Sendai continues to push more of her weight onto me.

 

「What a strange thing. I can’t imagine a Hunter of your caliber missing like that. Don’t tell me you couldn’t do it after all?」

 

Sendai was wearing a sickening grin now. She begins to grind against me again. She puts her face up to my ear and whispers.

 

「Looks like there’s nowhere to run, Miyagi.」

 

Sendai puts her bloodied hand up to my mouth.

 

「Lick it.」 She whispers, I could almost hear her smirking through that command, if such a thing were possible.

 

But I don’t even question it. I lap her blood off her palm like a dog. I lick it clean for Sendai.

 

Once I was done, she puts her hand down and whispers to me again.

 

「Is there anything you want to tell me, Miyagi?」

 

I can barely keep up with what she’s doing, her cold breath makes me shiver while her grinding causes me to stifle a moan. I feel her slick, fleshy tail slowly slither up my thigh.

 

「Please…」 I replied weakly.

 

「Please? Please what, Miyagi?」

 

Submission feels like something I’ve always wanted to walk towards. My feet struggling to keep steady on the cold cobble floor. Sendai was my way, her cold hands guiding me through the hallway down. Her teeth deep inside me, my flesh opening up to accept her. This is it.

 

This is it.

 

「Please feed on me, Hazuki.」

 

I had never seen Sendai’s bloodshot eyes light up before. A moment ago the Sendai I knew was on top of me, but now I am straddled by a beast. A beast I had invited into my abode, into my body, into me. The look she gave me was of uncontrollable hunger, and before I knew it both my hands were held down, and she was tearing off my tunic. In a moment I was bare and exposed before her. She eyes me up and down like a meal, savouring the sight of my bare skin and chest. Now I am a pile of flesh for her consumption, blood and bone for her to feed, covered in the past marks and scratches she left behind. She lowers her mouth to my neck.

 

But she didn’t bite yet. 

 

Instead, she begins to lick my neck, her unbearably cold saliva causing me to grip her hands tighter, our fingers intertwining as my legs curl into me.

 

I feel her tail travel across my body, slathering it with her blood, before making it’s way into my mouth. Her fleshy member presses itself into my lips, and I allow it into me, opening my mouth. It spends a few moments placidly thrusting into me, making me unable to breathe, lubricating itself with my saliva as it rests on my tongue, before pulling out. I can hardly catch my breath as Sendai continues to lick my neck, teasing me by making contact with her teeth from time to time.

 

Her left hand deftly undoes my pants, opening me up to be assaulted by her slick tail. My legs quiver with anticipation as her tail places itself, lubricated with blood and saliva, onto my groin.

 

「Are you ready, Miyagi?」

 

「Please. I want nothing more. Please don’t make me wait any longer.」

 

「Good.」

 

She opens her mouth, the points of her incisors touching my neck, but once more she relents.

 

「Hey, Miyagi? You can relax. I’ll take good care of you, okay?」

 

For a moment I am back in reality. It’s odd, to hear Sendai being kind to me, and yet I’m not surprised. I guess I’ve always known that she was always considerate of me. She’d leave her marks in easy to conceal places, she’d bring food and cook me meals to make up for all the blood I’ve lost. This is why I could never bring myself to get away, that I could never bring myself to hurt her.

 

I feel the tension leave my body as I relax. Sendai’s left hand parts my thighs as to let her member in further. Gently, her teeth sink into me. Unlike the bite she left on my foot, this one was slower, as if waiting for me to let her in myself. I allow her sharp teeth to break into me, as her tail begins to slowly penetrate me.

 

I’ve always thought that bloodsucking was a terrifying thing, and I was correct for the most part. But the way Sendai does it is gentle and pleasurable, especially tonight. The many ways that she is inside me is comforting, a feeling I welcome despite the act. My blood slowly being drained out of me, Sendai’s tail thrusting into me, lubricated in our blood and saliva, picking up a rhythm as her hands hold me in place. All of this is as it should be. In her arms is where I belong tonight. Her left hand lets go of mine to rub my clit as she thrusts deeper into me, tail and teeth, but it doesn’t hurt. None of it hurts somehow. In my delirious state I reach my hand to her hair and stroke her head as she sucks my blood, our bodies rocking back and forth. I hold her closer to me, pushing her teeth further in. 

 

I feel Sendai moan through the bite as her movements and breathing become more ragged. Her thighs begin to wrap around mine as she continues to grind against me, and within moments she has sunk her canines up to the hilt, almost causing me to pass out. It feels like an eternity spent in that moment inbetween falling unconscious and an intense orgasm. Sendai continues to piston into me with her throbbing member, her tail slick with both of our fluids. I can’t move at all. My body has surrendered long before my mind followed suit, and yet it all felt welcome.

 

My body won’t stop shivering. It’s so cold. I feel my consciousness fading away, but it is so calming. There is no fear in me as I drift away into ecstasy and unconsciousness. I accept all of Sendai as she makes a mess of me. Her nails scrape open wounds along my chest and stomach. By the time I open my eyes again I see her licking the blood off me, lapping it up like a dog drinking water. I close my eyes again.




By the time I awake, she is gone. She at least left me breakfast on my bedside and cleaned up, but I wish she had stayed until morning.

 

I look wistfully out the window, my legs apparently still aching, as I think of when our next meeting could be. I’ll call for her again soon.