Title: Prolonged Torture
Author: Phaeton
Spoilers: none, really
Rating: PG
Warnings: implied character death

Author's Notes: This is a direct sequel and kind of a fix-it drabble to Coup de Grâce


( Prolonged Torture )

Title: His Duty
Author: Phaeton
Spoilers: none, really
Rating: G
Pairing: Touda/Tsuzuki
Warnings: voyeurism, a bit of m/m slash


In nights like these Tenkuu's walls are trembling with fury, making its inhabitants loose their balance and stumble around.

The two people who are the cause of this never notice anything. The palace assumes that Touda at least suspects that they are being watched, but Tsuzuki is oblivious, lost in a world of pleasure.

If they knew, they would only move their encounters to another part of Gensoukai, leaving Tenkuu frantic with worry instead of anger.

The palace hates himself for it, but can't stop watching. Someone has to protect Tsuzuki and keep an eye on the traitor after all.

Title: Coup de Grâce
Author: Phaeton
Spoilers: none, really
Rating: PG
Warnings: character deaths

Author's Notes: I'm depressed, otherwise I would never do that to my Touda. Please forgive me.


( Coup de Grâce )

Title: Skin Care
Author: Phaeton
Spoilers: none, really
Rating: still G, I think
Warnings: a bit of Touda/Tsuzuki


Touda shivered from the sensation of lips ghosting along his neck. Tsuzuki chuckled softly.

"Still with me, then."

Barely. It felt so good to just relax and enjoy his master's caresses. Touda sighed with pleasure.

"Let me do your front now."

The serpent was a boneless weight in Tsuzuki's arms as his master helped him lie back in the hot tub.

A gentle kiss was pressed to his lips, and then Tsuzuki's hands were stroking over his chest, carefully peeling the dead skin away.

Since his master had started helping Touda like this, moulting wasn't the tedious affair from before.

Title: A Serpent's Eyes
Author: Phaeton
Spoilers: none, really
Warnings: hints of Touda/Tsuzuki
Author's Notes: my first YnM drabble. Don't run away!


A serpent's eyes are selective and Touda's sense of sight is even more impaired by the visor, rendering him almost blind in the darkness. A very effective way to artificially cripple his power.

But Touda doesn't need eyes or the absence of the visor to know who enters his room in the middle of the night. He would recognise the vibrations of those hesitant steps everywhere.

It's no surprise to him when the slight form of Tsuzuki seems to appear just out of the dark, like a blurry vision from a dream, pale and ghostly.

Touda silently lifts the blankets.