So I decided to write a partner fic to Her Wounds, His Child all from Reino's point of view since he's someone I need to work on. It will be rated M but mainly the M is just for this chapter. Whereas I like to base my updates based on review, this story is updated based on how far I am in Her Wounds, His Child.
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My Child, Her Hatred
Chapter One :: That Night
I look down, this bed is rather untidy for what has just happened...to be expected I assume. When I saw that girl getting followed around a terrifyingly accurate portrayal of hate swarming around her no wonder it peaked my interests. I had to follow her and mark her as my own.
She looked to be a young girl, someone who had just been listening to a nearby radio, perhaps someone who had been listening to words of someone she hated, I don't exactly know the reasons but she was beautiful in that obvious way, but this time not in a way that I hate. It wasn't those model type of girls who have nothing floating about in their heads, there are enough of those boring type of girls to entertain all the Fuwa Shou's in this world. What I found interesting was a girl with such raw emotion
The night's sessions were very short, me on top of her, which was annoying having to do all the moving around but at least I was in control, her panting, screaming and yelling the word 'Beagle'. To tell you the truth, I didn't know what was happening until it happened. I had grabbed her out of a dark corner and with the lights out told her I was taking her to our room...is that what I said. What an annoyingly cliché thing to say, it's more than boring...it's inaccurate to the way I portray myself. She responded with the words, "Yes Brother". What was I to do?
When I was with her in the dark room we went to, I couldn't believe my luck that such a cute girl with such wild emotions would just follow me, but that was how it happened...I guess. I told her that I wanted to get to sleep and when she looked at me and realized she had followed the wrong person she screamed, it's pretty a woman's scream you know?
I could tell from the aura around her that she was trying to stay in character, but then I saw it...a grudge and not a grudge that looked like this girl, a grudge that looked like Kyoko. Although she was a more boring girl than the Mio I had originally felt so strongly about this Kyoko was more of a woman that any of those boring girls that scream when our band takes stage...which is such a hard, tiresome thing to do.
"Get on the bed..." I remember I whispered to her, "Get on the bed before I make you go insane," I reach out and pull a grudge towards me and idiotically she does. I hear my friend Miroku, who also shares this room asking if I'd like to use his handcuffs...I remember that I nodded and tied her down. I mean, if she was going to keep moving it would be harder to insert me into her, not just in the physical way but mentally, emotionally and psychologically.
Finally...after our job is done and she stops moving I throw back the clothes that she was wearing and unlock her. She seems too weak to fight back but I can see her through the darkness. "You can leave," I tell her gesturing her to go. She looks at me and then starts to change, "I won't touch you again...tonight," I promise her as she looks at me, her face ruined with tears.
It is only now when I look down that I realize what I have done, but you can't blame someone for their sex drive, especially someone like me. If anything I've made her hunger for me, made her love me just right now she hasn't realized this fact. I hear Miroku enter.
"Did you use protection?" he asks me as I blink at him and reach for my cell phone, saving my vocal chords for 'singing' once again although I'm sure I sang a lot of sweet words at her right then.
'No' I type and Miroku raises an eyebrow, he looks at me and knows my plan.
"Did you want to get her pregnant?" he asks as I look at him
"Anything to allow her to think of me," I whisper hating this hotel bed, it's too large, too comfortable...not like the good things in life. Not like her.