Hanamiya Makoto/Imayoshi Shouchi; Kuroko no Basuke blood, mind control vampire!Imayoshi word count: 480
Hanamiya knows he's in trouble the moment that he sees Imayoshi open his eyes.
He knows Imayoshi well enough to know that it's bad news at the best of times. Right now, however, Imayoshi has him backed up against a wall with no way to escape. Hanamiya doesn't think that he's understating things when he realises that he's screwed.
"You don't have to be so afraid of me," Imayoshi taunts with a low chuckle as he leans in. His lips spread into a grin that bears his fangs, and Hanamiya shudders.
The worst part is that he can't tell if it's a good shudder or a bad one.
Imayoshi grins even wider, his hands gently resting against the wall on either side of Hanamiya's shoulders, caging him in.
"Look at me," he murmurs, and Hanamiya knows that he shouldn't but for the life of him, he doesn't know how to disobey Imayoshi in this state.
He meets Imayoshi's eyes and he immediately feels like he's being pinned in place. He can't move. He can't even blink.
He feels Imayoshi get his hooks into him and for a moment, it feels like his skin is actually being pierced. It feels like Imayoshi is clawing his way inside, and Hanamiya is trembling with it.
Then, just as suddenly as it started, it's gone. In its place, there's a sense of utter relaxation. Like Hanamiya has been sealed away in his own mind, surrounded by a barrier of glass so he can't quite reach the surface.
In his mind, Imayoshi curls around him, surrounding him, smothering him. Hanamiya can feel the panic rising in his chest but then it doesn't go anywhere. It stagnates, then fades, and Hanamiya knows that it's Imayoshi's doing. Imayoshi's presence strengthens, and Hanamiya feels himself falling into a trance, like sinking into an ocean. Only, this ocean isn't made of water; it's something viscous instead, clinging to him as it pulls him under, crawling into his mouth and nose, suffocating him.
He knows that Imayoshi is feeding from him, but can't feel the prick of fangs against his neck. Hanamiya can't even feel himself losing blood and he knows that this is bad. He's entirely in Imayoshi's hands right now, and it's the most dangerous place to be, but he can't bring himself to care. He only vaguely feels himself tilt his head back so that Imayoshi can move closer, drinking deeper.
He doesn't know how long it lasts for. All he knows is that when Imayoshi is done with him, he feels utterly drained. He comes back to himself, collapsed on the floor at Imayoshi's feet, unsure if he's feeling lightheaded because of blood loss or because he's feeling the absence of Imayoshi's magic in him.
"Wasn't that fun?" Imayoshi smiles, and it's a small relief that his eyes are closed again. "See you next time, hmm?"
FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, T
blood, mind control vampire!Imayoshi
word count: 480
Hanamiya knows he's in trouble the moment that he sees Imayoshi open his eyes.
He knows Imayoshi well enough to know that it's bad news at the best of times. Right now, however, Imayoshi has him backed up against a wall with no way to escape. Hanamiya doesn't think that he's understating things when he realises that he's screwed.
"You don't have to be so afraid of me," Imayoshi taunts with a low chuckle as he leans in. His lips spread into a grin that bears his fangs, and Hanamiya shudders.
The worst part is that he can't tell if it's a good shudder or a bad one.
Imayoshi grins even wider, his hands gently resting against the wall on either side of Hanamiya's shoulders, caging him in.
"Look at me," he murmurs, and Hanamiya knows that he shouldn't but for the life of him, he doesn't know how to disobey Imayoshi in this state.
He meets Imayoshi's eyes and he immediately feels like he's being pinned in place. He can't move. He can't even blink.
He feels Imayoshi get his hooks into him and for a moment, it feels like his skin is actually being pierced. It feels like Imayoshi is clawing his way inside, and Hanamiya is trembling with it.
Then, just as suddenly as it started, it's gone. In its place, there's a sense of utter relaxation. Like Hanamiya has been sealed away in his own mind, surrounded by a barrier of glass so he can't quite reach the surface.
In his mind, Imayoshi curls around him, surrounding him, smothering him. Hanamiya can feel the panic rising in his chest but then it doesn't go anywhere. It stagnates, then fades, and Hanamiya knows that it's Imayoshi's doing. Imayoshi's presence strengthens, and Hanamiya feels himself falling into a trance, like sinking into an ocean. Only, this ocean isn't made of water; it's something viscous instead, clinging to him as it pulls him under, crawling into his mouth and nose, suffocating him.
He knows that Imayoshi is feeding from him, but can't feel the prick of fangs against his neck. Hanamiya can't even feel himself losing blood and he knows that this is bad. He's entirely in Imayoshi's hands right now, and it's the most dangerous place to be, but he can't bring himself to care. He only vaguely feels himself tilt his head back so that Imayoshi can move closer, drinking deeper.
He doesn't know how long it lasts for. All he knows is that when Imayoshi is done with him, he feels utterly drained. He comes back to himself, collapsed on the floor at Imayoshi's feet, unsure if he's feeling lightheaded because of blood loss or because he's feeling the absence of Imayoshi's magic in him.
"Wasn't that fun?" Imayoshi smiles, and it's a small relief that his eyes are closed again. "See you next time, hmm?"