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(Continued from this thread I'll link if I get around to finding it)

[Time didn't mean much in the underworld. People suffered, and others ensured that the suffering were subject to new tortures daily. And now that the one who'd killed Sargatanas had settled into his rightful place, things didn't really change. Some demons camer to him for tactical advice, while others were merely intent on murdering him to take his position for their own. It was a whirlwind power struggle that left no room for escape attempts. They were watched by too many at all times.

Hisoka was understood to be Tsuzuki's pet, and left mostly untouched after his initial initiation. A shinigami was a rare creature to own, and quite the status symbol. Visiting demons would discuss business and plans with General Tsuzuki while staring lustily at the barely-dressed boy at his feet. Many asked to borrow it for the experience.

It was during a rare reprieve that Hisoka crawled along the hot brimstone and dared look Tsuzuki in the eye.]

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[The demon pushes ahead, biting down on the soft skin of Hisoka's neck. His sharp teeth pierces the skin all too easily.]

[Something simply snaps in Tsuzuki at the sight of Hisoka being fondled so violently by the demon. His face twitches in rage, and it's only the fear of accidentally hurting Hisoka that keeps him from trying to physically wrestle the demon off.]

[It chuckles, it's body writhing against Hisoka's backside. It doesn't take long before it's hard as well, spreading his cheeks in order to penetrate him.]

Use of his mouth.

[Hisoka cries out at the fangs piercing his tender neck, even as his back arches in preparation of penetration. His muscles grow stiff and rigid, steeling themselves for the incoming penetration.

When the growling voice speaks, Hisoka's mouth drops open without struggle. This was necessary violence. Maybe it was even violence he deserved on some level.]

[Tsuzuki's mind objected immediately, worrying about Hisoka's emotional stability. It's slowly being drowned out by a strange mix of survival instinct and desire. He strokes the hair out of Hisoka's face, imagining kissing him. That's what makes him hard, not the violent scene in front of him (though a part of him is turned on by it, which is greatly disturbing to him.]

Let this be a lesson to you.

[It's not clear whether he talks to himself or Hisoka. He certainly blames himself for getting them into this situation.

The demon simply doesn't care about this talking. He wants to see them both suffer. As Hisoka takes him in, he grips his throat ever so lightly, cutting off his air supply for a few seconds.]

[Hisoka's grown to expect choking as part of the routine by now. It's common knowledge that shinigami can go without air longer than humans can, after all. He gags and thrashes against the hand, but the fight leaves him just as quickly.

He sinks limply onto the horse supporting him, letting himself be stuffed full at both ends like any other utilitarian creature. It's only made his erection throb harder.]

[Both participants ignore Hisoka's aching member, too caught up in the moment to tease him. The demon desires to humiliate him first and foremost, and Tsuzuki's emotions are troubled as always. The way his throat tightens and trembles around his cock feels is such bliss, he can't help himself from sliding forward. It makes him feel terrible that he's enjoying it, but that guilt makes him want an orgasm even more.]

[The demon, however, enjoys the way Hisoka struggles beneath him. He holds on to his throat just long enough for it until he's convinced Hisoka must be seeing dots, but then he eases up enough that Hisoka may gulp down some oxygen between Tsuzuki's thrusts. It's not a mercy. He simply needs his claws free to leave more marks on Hisoka's back as he fucks him raw.]

[Hisoka's eyes roll back in his head as his body is pumped erratically in both directions. He lets out a small wordless sound as Tsuzuki's desire blends into the suffocation and searing pain.

He tries to move his hipe, to shift back against the plowing demon cock and force it deeper, to make it hurt more. Likewise, he cranes his neck to take the rest of the cock into his mouth, even though the penishead scrapes against the back of his throat and blocks his windpipe. It feels too good for his body's gag reflex to object.

And it's with Tsuzuki. Everything's safe with Tsuzuki. Even when things get bloody.]