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Oct. 16th, 2009 10:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"The clairvoyant and his pet shifter were involving themselves again." Tezuka said, looking up from his position between Atobe's thighs. Semen dripped from the corner of Tezuka's mouth and down his chin.
Atobe smirked, his hand reaching out to grasp Tezuka's chin, and his thumb rubbing the semen into Tezuka's lip. "It's such a shame we can't kill them." Atobe's thumb pushed between Tezuka's open lips and rubbed over Tezuka's tongue. Tezuka closed his mouth and sucked on Atobe's thumb. "Mmm, better, Kunimitsu."
Tezuka closed his eyes and ran his tongue over Atobe's thumb. It had been three years since he had been appointed to the UCD, revered to as Spooksville by most of the precinct. Tezuka had taken the job because many officers from the UCD ended up being promoted. The current police director was a former UCD cop. Six months after joining the UCD Tezuka had discovered how frustrating it was, and how little got done. Crimes were investigated of course, but the UCD had the biggest amount of unsolved cases in a year. Those that were solved were often caused by things that had just been overlooked.
Those that weren't had explanations that no one would believe.
Two weeks after that Tezuka was approached by Atobe.
'Would you like to solve the case?' Atobe had asked, standing across from Tezuka at a police function. Tezuka had stared at Atobe, who was standing there dressed elegantly, one hand loosely holding a glass of champagne. Tezuka had frowned at this man who looked like no policeman he had ever met. Tezuka had said yes. He had no idea where it would lead him.
Atobe withdrew his thumb from Tezuka's mouth and rubbed it over the underside of Tezuka's chin, down Tezuka's throat, and over the bite marks on the side of Tezuka's throat. Tezuka shuddered. He was glad that Dan was protected by a mysterious older man named Banji, because Tezuka knew that Atobe would have given Dan and the werepanda to some of his rougher coven for a feeding. It would have just been one more of the UCD's unsolved crimes.
"Let's take this to the bedroom, Kunimitsu."
Atobe smirked, his hand reaching out to grasp Tezuka's chin, and his thumb rubbing the semen into Tezuka's lip. "It's such a shame we can't kill them." Atobe's thumb pushed between Tezuka's open lips and rubbed over Tezuka's tongue. Tezuka closed his mouth and sucked on Atobe's thumb. "Mmm, better, Kunimitsu."
Tezuka closed his eyes and ran his tongue over Atobe's thumb. It had been three years since he had been appointed to the UCD, revered to as Spooksville by most of the precinct. Tezuka had taken the job because many officers from the UCD ended up being promoted. The current police director was a former UCD cop. Six months after joining the UCD Tezuka had discovered how frustrating it was, and how little got done. Crimes were investigated of course, but the UCD had the biggest amount of unsolved cases in a year. Those that were solved were often caused by things that had just been overlooked.
Those that weren't had explanations that no one would believe.
Two weeks after that Tezuka was approached by Atobe.
'Would you like to solve the case?' Atobe had asked, standing across from Tezuka at a police function. Tezuka had stared at Atobe, who was standing there dressed elegantly, one hand loosely holding a glass of champagne. Tezuka had frowned at this man who looked like no policeman he had ever met. Tezuka had said yes. He had no idea where it would lead him.
Atobe withdrew his thumb from Tezuka's mouth and rubbed it over the underside of Tezuka's chin, down Tezuka's throat, and over the bite marks on the side of Tezuka's throat. Tezuka shuddered. He was glad that Dan was protected by a mysterious older man named Banji, because Tezuka knew that Atobe would have given Dan and the werepanda to some of his rougher coven for a feeding. It would have just been one more of the UCD's unsolved crimes.
"Let's take this to the bedroom, Kunimitsu."
