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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Karneval
  Relationship:
      Gareki/Hirato
  Character:
      Gareki_(Karneval), Hirato_(Karneval)
  Additional Tags:
      demon!hirato, hirato_is_a_sex_demon, gareki_is_NOT_amused, i'm_trash
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-05 Updated: 2015-11-21 Chapters: 2/? Words: 1545
****** Entrancing eyes ******
by Animeangel1798
Summary
     "You know Gareki-kun I can grant wishes. I've even done it before for
     my special targets. If you let me feed I'll grant you a wish.
     Anything you want. Maybe money for a better place to live? Or
     knowledge? Anything you want to know I can tell you. All you have to
     do is, let me feed~" Or the demon au nobody asked for (out loud
     anyway) warnings will be added as needed as will tags.
Notes
     There will be underage (Gareki is 16) male on male sex with a demon
     in this fic. if that makes you uncomfortable please don't read. ^-^
     (Also help me. I cannot escape Karneval fic writing hell. Gareki has
     ensnared me in this smut with, debatable, plot hell)
***** Chapter 1 *****
Gareki made sure to look steadily ahead so it at least looked like he was
paying attention. Mostly though he was just trying to annoy Hirato, who he knew
was there but wasn't going to give the satisfaction of his attention to.
Honestly Gareki was glad that nobody else could see Hirato, it was bad enough
that he could.
A few weeks ago Gareki had woken up with Hirato in his room, and after the
initial fight, Hirato had explained that he was a sex demon and Gareki was his
new target. Gareki had been skeptical at first but Hirato's appearance was
proof enough that he was supernatural, well his true appearance anyway. The
most Hirato had regularly was a long black tail. In his true form though he had
wings, claws, and horns.
Gareki wasn't too worried. Hirato was mostly harmless, especially with Gareki
denying Hirato's need to feed. No way was Gareki going to do weird stuff with
some perverted demon. Besides Hirato could always find another target, it's not
like Gareki was his only option.
The bell rang and Gareki sighed in relief, school was over and he could finally
go home, though home might have been an overstatement. He lived in a tiny,
dirt-cheap apartment that barely fit the small bedroom, kitchen, and single
bathroom it had been built with let alone Gareki's small amount of belongings
and Gareki himself.
Hirato was nagging at him as he made his way back home
"You know Gareki-kun I can grant wishes. I've even done it before for my
special targets. If you let me feed I'll grant you a wish. Anything you want.
Maybe money for a better place to live? Or knowledge? Anything you want to know
I can tell you. All you have to do is, let me feed~"
His voice trailed off into a seductive purr but Gareki didn't look at him. In
the few weeks Hirato had been around Gareki had learned that Hirato's allure
only worked when you were looking at him. He couldn't seduce you unless you see
him. Gareki didn't care for money or knowledge, well that wasn't particularly
true but he didn't want them from Hirato. He wanted to get them on his own and
by his own power. Hirato sighed
"I'll make it feel good. I have centuries of experience, I'll have you
speechless by the time I'm done."
Gareki smirked
"And why would I want some old man? Anyway what if you have some kind of weird
demon STD. Do demons use condoms?"
Hirato was silent for a minute before he walked right in front of Gareki so
Gareki had to look at him. Gareki glared at him but Hirato just smiled
"First of all Gareki-kun~"
Gareki shivered a little and tried to look away but Hirato caught his chin and
held him still, Hirato continued
"I am not old. In human years I might be but by demon standards I'm fairly
young. Secondly~"
Gareki tried to pull away but Hirato just moved with him until his back was
against the side of a nearby building. Hirato smirked down at the panic in
Gareki's eyes
"Demons do not get sick and we do not have diseases."
Gareki felt the blush burning on his face and glared harder but Hirato just
smiled, his eyes were glowing slightly and Gareki knew that the bastard was
using his weird demon powers on him.
"Lastly, Gareki-kun, while I can't speak for all demons, I, for one, will enjoy
taking you without protection."
Gareki barely held in a moan when Hirato's leg slipped between his, pressing
lightly at the bulge it found there. Gareki's hands came up to push Hirato
away, they were in public! Who did Hirato think he was? Hirato smiled at
Gareki's weak efforts and nipped his ear before pulling away and, finally,
breaking their eye contact.
Gareki sighed in relief before glaring at the ground walking away. Hirato just
laughed
"Thanks for the snack Gareki-kun."
Gareki got home and slammed the door, wishing it would keep Hirato out but
knowing it wouldn't. God his life sucked.
He threw himself face-first onto his tiny bed after dropping his backpack on
the floor. He could hear Hirato humming happily in the background and all it
did was annoy him.
Gareki sighed and reached into his bedside drawer, he pulled out his mp3 player
(he'd found it in the trash and had fixed it a few months ago) and his old pair
of headphones. He needed to block out Hirato and forget the latest blow to his
pride and this was the easiest way. He let the music calm him down and fell
asleep with a small smile on his face
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     sexy stuff in this chapter you have been warned.
Gareki woke up with a moan, sleep fuzzed eyes opening slowly. He felt a bite on
his hip, teeth scraping against his flesh and his back arched automatically as
he groaned. Suddenly his brain caught up with reality and he stared at Hirato
in surprise. Hirato had somehow pulled Gareki's shirt off without him waking up
Hirato smiled
"Good morning Gareki-kun~ Did you sleep well?"
Hirato's finger traced over the hickey he'd made and Gareki blushed angrily
"G- Get off!"
He pulled away from Hirato until he was at the head of the bed, still blushing.
Hirato just seemed amused
"Whatever you say Gareki-kun. Thank you for breakfast."
Gareki glared at that
"I didn't say you could do that you bastard."
Hirato just smiled
"I was doing you a favor. Surely a 16 year old boy can't complain about
somebody wanting to help relieve them."
Gareki sighed, anger dissipating'
"Whatever." He looked at his clock "Get out so I can get dressed for school."
Hirato waved his hand dismissively
"Alright Gareki-kun. I'll go. But first-"
He stalked up the bed until he was almost pressed right against Gareki. Gareki,
for his part, had backed up as far as he could but there was only so far you
could go with a wall against your back. Hirato laughed lightly and his hand
settled on Gareki's cheek, thumb sweeping across Gareki's lips.
Gareki tried to avoid Hirato's eyes but it was to late, he was caught in his
gaze. His skin felt hot and Hirato's hand on his cheek felt like it was
burning. Hirato smirked, eyes half-lidded. He whispered a word in a language
Gareki didn't know and the heat in his body pulsed. Gareki whimpered, squirming
slightly.
Hirato leaned in "What do you want to do?"
Gareki couldn't answer.
Hirato smiled "Tell me what you want Gareki-kun~ I'll give it to you."
He whispered that word again and Gareki was shaking, eyes closing at the
pleasure. Not that it mattered, eyes closed or not he was stuck in the trap
until Hirato let him out
A hand grabbed his arm and slowly pulled him away from the wall and towards
Hirato until he was straddling Hirato. His eyes fluttered open at that and
Hirato caught his gaze immediately.
Hirato cooed "You looks so good right now Gareki-kun. High on my power and
under my control. I could do whatever I want. I won't though. I want to know
what you want to do."
Gareki nodded, even caught in Hirato's trap he knew that they didn't have a lot
of time. Gareki had to go to school. Gareki made a decision and tentatively
pulled Hirato in for a kiss.
The part of his mind that was still rational (a tiny part but it was still
there) was screaming at him but he ignored it. He could worry about that later.
Hirato kissed back instantly, taking control of the kiss with ease. Gareki
whimpered slightly, hips rocking down on Hirato instinctively, sending sparks
of pleasure up his spine. He was hard but so was Hirato.
Hirato met his small thrusts with a roll of his hips and Gareki broke the kiss
with a small moan, hands curling into the back of Hirato's shirt as his face
buried itself in Hirato's neck. Hirato smirked and kept up a steady pace as he
rolled his hips against Gareki. It didn't take long to get Gareki to the edge,
he was 16 and inexperienced it was to be expected, and he came with a shout,
shuddering violently at the aftershocks of pleasure rolling through him.
Hirato gently pushed him on the bed and got up. Gareki eyed him from the bed as
Hirato rummaged through Gareki's dresser. He pulled out some clothes and went
back to Gareki
"Come here Gareki-kun."
Gareki, still recovering from orgasm and still slightly under Hirato's spell,
obeyed and let Hirato clean him up and dress him. Hirato smiled and kissed the
top of Gareki's head before whispering another word in that weird language and
disappearing.
Gareki blinked for a second before clarity came rushing back and he groaned,
head dropping into his hands. He'd let Hirato trap him. Hirato had won, if only
for now, this was awful. Hirato would be ten times harder to deal with now that
he'd won once. Now that Gareki had fallen into his trap. Gareki was screwed,
hopefully not literally.
He sighed, a headache forming as anger and slight disgust at himself filled
him. He needed to go to school.
 
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