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This was going to be a normal day. A simple normal day, at least that's what he told himself. Mornings had been on a strict schedule lately. The bastard had been laying in bed with the stupid kiseru with him. Legs stretched all over the futon that he slept in comfortably. Once laying idly with the long stick was fast asleep. He had to await this monstrous man to awaken.
The day had to start before he even got up. That was his job after all, a servant disguised as a husband. He quickly got up and made sure none of his robes were out of place. That man was being handsy lately. Silently awaiting for the man to awaken. He couldn't be trusted alone after the previous incident. That incident had the god in tears of joy. Zeal cleared his mind and stayed until the man finally awoke.
When he did the soft shuffle of the covers then the sound of someone growing closer. The god draped his figure over the man, he was ridged like a statue. He spoke as the freshly awakened man whispered into his ear.
"Good morning, carry me with you. I'd like to admire you work."
His voice a tad deeper then usual. He'd just awaken so of course. Grabbing the man from below with ease. He'd practically weighed like nothing compared to a village girl. His silk robes of red and white, falling off his shoulders to mid arm. Zeal used those robes as a layer of protection from himself and the bastard. Finally going to start off another cycle again.
First a fresh basin of water from the well and placed it a few inches away from the well. As the beautiful sun rose up, the water needed to heat up. Now he made his way over towards the stream of a lake. The fresh fish is what that man ate everyday. No compliant unless it wasn't hand fed. His husband was truly a prick, sitting on the man's kimono. A god shouldn't dirty himself after all.
Recalling the night's actions he always sat in from of the god. His long disheveled white-blue colored hair flowed down to the ground, those colorful layers of silk fell down his arms to reveal his slim looking torso.
"Zeal, my love come here." Kaelix softly spoken voice called him from his kneeling position.
The servants hands gripped tightly over his lap and turned his body around to face the god. His lover, his husband, his god.
"I'd like a kiss from you."
He naturally refused and stayed silent. But the blood inside moved, his body moved on his own. No free will was allowed when bounded to this god. The hollow god wrapped his arms around the man and pulled him down for a kiss. He didn't let the puff of smoke out of his mouth before the kiss. The smoke went inside the other's mouth. He coughed into the kiss, the god could care less.
He parted lips with the other male and saw his teary eyes with disgust inside.
"You're so cute you know that, yet you cannot do anything." He took a mass puff from the pipe blowing it into the others face.
"You serve me well."
Pulling out the samurai sword he always carried with him. Piercing multiple fishes for his highness to feast upon in the later hours. Before leaving the fresh water. He got on his knee's and whispered a small prayer.
"天上の神よ、どうかこの男を打ち倒してください."
He said it quickly before walking back towards the shine with the basket of fish for his love. The love that he felt was a twisted one, a mix maybe of both truth and lies. Making the walk back to the shrine to continue on his duties.
He had to start on the fucker- lovers food. Grabbing some charcoal from the corner and placing it inside the kamado. Then grabbing rice and cleaning it thoroughly. This processed ached his arms a bit but whatever. His love needed- love? He despised calling that man his love. Then some flint and steel, putting it over the charcoal hoping for some sparks. After a few attempts he got the fire going.
Grabbing the pot he placed the cleansed rice at the bottom and placed it over the burning whole. Above the lid and putting it over, grabbing a circular shape tube and blowing at the burning rocks to keep them heated up. He repeated until steam blew from the sides. Then he knew then the rice was complete.
Now the next thing was to prepare the side dishes, but something was calling to him.
"My love."
His body was so ridged turning back to see the man hugging the kimono he was gifted. Kaelix just inhaled the sweet scents through his mouth. Blowing them back out in front of Zeal. What a nice treat.
"Come here, I miss you."
He crept foot by foot and could feel sweat dropping down his face with eyes barely hiding the fear. Sitting right in front of the man. Then lips connecting to one another, the smell of smoke, a pleasant but messed with his mind. The kiss went as long the man wanted it. Zeal simply kissed back as the man wanted.
He was serving him the way he was supposed to. The deity finally let the man breathe. It was simply a heavy kiss with salvia leaving each other's mouth.
Zeal immediately coughed a bit as Kaelix started amused.
"Ah that was pleasant, now I'm hungry. Make me breakfast Zeal~" his relaxed expression made the others blood boil.
I will kill you one of these days.
Kaelix idly stood by as he witnessed his loyal lover make a whole meal for him. Cooking the fresh fish he just caught, and some vegetables among other things. Eyes observed him and admired how he worked so diligently. But wandered off sometimes go stare off at the ceiling.
"Thank you, now bring the sake and meal to the main room."
Zeal plated all of the foods and walked over to the main room. Then awaiting the man to sit. He sat down putting the pipe down for once. Zeal picked up a bit of the rice with chopsticks and started to feed the god. All just disgusted thoughts went into his head as the man ate happily.
"Zeal pour me some sake, drink some and serve me the rest."
He did as he was told. Poured a little bowl of it. Drank some himself, bleh he hated the taste of it. Then the rest went down the god's throat.
He could feel himself feel the effects of the sake on him. His human level tolerances was different from this monsters. Kaelix gulped it as if it were nothing. While the servants showed a light shade of red on his face. Kaelix noticed it and could feel the dread just disappearing off him. He could do whatever he wanted with this man.
"Come on Zeal, I'm still hungry.. feed me more."
He did as the man wanted. Gifted him food after bite of food. After a few more bites the god graced frail hand over his husband's face.
No words were spoken between them. The eerie silence filled the room beside those crows making a storm outside. Zeal prayed the man would let go of his face. The sweat was getting to him terribly. But the touch was oddly comfortable at the same time.
Love bounding them together after all. The boned finger ran over the man's cheek. His blown eyes out of his mind crawled over into Zeal's arms. He dared not to move. All he did was steady the god on his lap. Kaelix giggled while staring into the other's eyes.
"You're so kind to me my love."
He picks back up his kisaru and blows smoke again. The smoke fills the air the mind fusses up a bit. Not enough to lose full consciousness, but enough to cloud the mind up. He giggled then played around with the other's shorter hair. It was so smooth so easy to grab. He grabbed and pulled, making the other wince in pain.
"Come on don't be shy, be rough with me."
Those words broke something in Zeal. Grabbing the god and shoving him against the wall. A small 'oof' came from the frail looking guy. Eyes staring at the one's filled with hatred. It wasn't over for him yet. A small dagger was slipped from the obi and unsheathed.
He admired it, giggling a little at it. "Continue your idea," reassuring the man. "Do it Zeal."
He did, grabbing the weaker male's hands. Pinning them against the wall. Blood flowing down his palms while the other smiled at his husband. Oh he loved his husband for this. What an extraordinary moment between them! It made his little friend down below a little hard...
"Grab my pipe and place it my mouth would you?"
Kaelix knew he couldn't disobey. His movement got sloppy and slow. But he still brought the stick over. Placing in the opened mouth. Then it fell to the ground. Zeal was hit with more of the smoke. It should take a little longer to take effect on him. Blue eyes teared up a little from pain.
"Touch me more, take off my clothes," Kaelix hissed to the dazed man.
His hands above trickled blood down, palms bleed downwards. A beautiful man pinned down like a useless prize. Zeal did what he was told. Taking off the few layers he already had on. His movements were sluggish from the drug taking effect. Kaelix didn't mind after all. Starting out slow then going into madness. Sounds perfect to him.
"Kiss me more, let me feel your warmth~"
Their lips touching once more. Both bodies hugging one closer. Zeal's hands hovering around the god's torso. Squeezing the already petite waist. It was driving the other man crazy how slow he was getting touched. He desired more of it.
His own dick was already a little hard. Pushing his lower body against his husband made him moan a little. Zeal's legs laid flat on the floor He loved the friction already and craved more. Their interaction was one they've had many times. He always enjoyed the power held.
Their rendezvous continued between them. Kaelix whispered such soft praise to Zeal. It made him want to vomit and peel off his own skin. Between them was so hot, the smell of alcohol and sweetness filled their lunges. Dilated pupils stared at one another, strong arms wrapped around the other's tiny waist.
"Zeal please," he whined "put it in already!"
He did it on command. Slamming inside the man without any preparation. A strained moan spilled out, while a thick groan came from Zeal. They stayed still for a second. Both face glistening with sweat as the younger one attempted to move more inside.
Kaelix hissed at the pain of being suddenly full. He liked the fullness, but he wanted more.
"Zeal don't move," He ordered.
The man listened and stood completely still. He had control once more. The usual smirk was plastered again, thrilled seeing him being submissive. He could hear the man's rapid beating heart from the distance. Lifting himself out with a small whimper missing the warmth. Seeing the girth standing tall, pushing himself gently back inside.
The moment between them went on for a while. The dilated purple-yellow iris blown out while the other's were eagerly blown. Kaelix kept sliding down on him inch by inch. Soft moans from both of them. Zeal's hands gripping tightly around but only that. Control was all left to his god. He was a toy for his service after all.
Tears silently flowed down both of thier faces. Zeal's eyes were staring at the sky not even focused on the male. All he wanted to do was sleep. But he can't even do that remembering the one promise he made.
"Zeal wake up," Kaelix whispered. "I want you to fill me up."
He immediately gripped onto the man's hips and lifted him up and down rough. The sharp groan was followed by a wordless moan. Then the onslaught the bound man lifted up and down ruthlessly. Not giving him room to rest.
Kaelix's back arch's a little and a high pitch moan was forced out. What few words gave a man such power. He surely wouldn't regret it at all. Wet sounds echoed throughout the room. With his much quieter voice while the other moaned like a courtesan.
The stars were getting closer to him. He could feel the special spot being brutally hit over and over again. Face stuck with tears flowing and snot slowly leaving his nose.
"Come on!" He begged. "I want your seed inside me."
Zeal lifted him up all the way off his cock. The dagger cut into his skin and blood flowed down from his hands to his owns and Zeal's torso. He was in pure agony but blissful at the same time. Kaelix kept getting louder and louder until his eyes finally rolled back again. White spilling over him and his body shivering from the sensation.
Zeal didn't let the man have his peace. Hes not done until the man spoke he can stop. His hands were white while he could feel himself being close to cumming. Kaelix stared down at the man's face. Breath heavy and sweat stuck hair, this was s beautiful sight got him.
"Come for me—, inside me," desperately to the other.
Lifting him up one final time. Slamming him down with a shuddered groan. Filling him up and the other cumming along with him. Kaelix wanted to lay on the Zeal's chest. Drops of red still fell from above. He definitely needed a shower. Then a clean of this room was needed.
"Take me to the spring, I'd like a bath."
His voice now horse from intercourse. Zeal's eyes stared dead at him, realizing he needed this now. Lifting him off, a small whimper escaped. But the dagger was keeping him from moving. Pulling it out with fresh blood dripping below onto the mat.
Zeal was tired of him, lifting him up from his lower torso. Kaelix's quiet broken moan made the other eyes stare at his lover. Sweaty body, hair stuck onto his skin. Blood leaking still from his hands, he felt a little bad for stabbing— not much a little. He was also a mess from gripping that man tightly. Grabbing the older male's under-robe. Slipping his arms through it, trying not to stain his own cloths. Whatever he'd have to wash it soon.
But they also needed fresh robes before heading to the baths. Silent stretched when the two, well one and carrying the other like a princess. Grabbing a white and red robe, along with a silk for his lower parts. Zeal's clothes weren't stained but the smell of sweetness lurked around on them. Grabbing some white kimono that was around. Kaelix was purely dazed just staying silent.
He took the time to carry over him down the hill. They had a small private spring for a god of course. It would be a burden for a god to lower itself to come towards humans. He walked in and the single person greeted them with such enthusiasm.
"Shush his heavenly self is tired. We'd like to be left alone."
That tone with a frustrated expression on his face made the worker leave. It then shifted to rushing inside the baths to cleanse him. Placing him down on one of thestools so he can take off the robe. Putting him inside the hot spring to relax. His face covered with mist, Zeal stepped next to him and got to work. Grabbing at his ass to make sure no sticky solution was left inside.
He stirred a little as fingers got close to his hole, he placed one inside and felt it. Damm this pervert kept it all inside? Greedy, spreading his legs underneath the water, kindly go his own manor started to swipe out the sticky cum from insider. Kaelix whined a ton, face turning into a frown at the lost of the warmth inside of him. Zeal continued for about a minute, then he stopped.
He grabbed some liquid from a bowl from behind and gently rubbed it over his hands. Bubbles emerged and put some of the seemly unconscious man. Going from the top of his upper body to the lower half. Between the legs was tricky but he did it. Putting a different liquid on top of his long hair. He gently messaged it in and every so often poured a little of the water on it. Zeal kept calm and made sure the man was clean all the way.
A god was supposedly pure, not this one. At least his appearance half the time isn't. Zeal took himself out and the silent man. Kaelix was now fully passed out, staring at the unconscious body in the water. He could leave him to drown, let him die to avenge his fallen siblings.
Those souless blue eyes staring at him all day. Ending it now would be pointless if he wasn't conscience. Putting him in the fresh clothes which were his usual white and red layered robes. On properly for once, putting his own clothes at once. Grabbing the holy man with himself feelikg like filth. Caried him home, the cycle wasn't going to end. It'll continue until someone, whoever it would be.