Kiirto walked the beaten up graveyard in much boredom. His canary had already retired for the night, so he was very bored. The man was looking for something to entertain him. Something to keep him busy tonight... maybe some creature of the night could help him?

He sat on a gravestone and sighed as he looked up at the full moon. "Give me a toy."

"Not a toy... Someone to bend you over, right? You want someone to call Master..." Ibuki purred from a nearby tree. His red eyes flashed in amusement. "You're a vampire... I can smell the death on you..." Ibuki whispered, jumping down from his tree. Leather, buckles, and skin shone in the moonlight. Ibuki did nothing to hide what he was before the damned creature.

"That's what you want, isn't it...? Someone who's not afraid to pin you down and watch you bleed...?" Ibuki purred, his pupils narrowed to excited slits as he approached the vampire. "I would do it... Nothing is better than having a demon surging within you when you want a little pain and pleasure," Ibuki informed, his eyes scanning the man's body. Ibuki knew the vampire was young, and Ibuki did not fear young vampires. They were especially susceptible to fire, after all, which just happened to be Ibuki's specialty.

Kirito's eyes snapped to the sound of the voice and they narrowed significantly at the offer. "And why would you do this demon? Don't expect anything in return." He hopped down off his gravestone and took a step closer to him. It was a good thing people couldn't tell me when had a boner, because he had one right now just from the man's words.

"Or is this a thing you are doing for yourself? You secretly love torture play? If so don't make it seem like a favor to me, instead just start. Words do get boring after a while." He smirked at him and then crossed his arms over his chest expectantly.

Ibuki's eyes narrowed in delight. He had expected denial, even hostility, but this was starving for pain. Ibuki growled, slowly approaching the man. Ibuki reached out and pulled Kirito toward him with his claws. The clothes shredded beneath his touch, but, unfortunately, Ibuki had yet to pierce skin. "Bitch," Ibuki chuckled, pushing Kiroto over and kneeling on top of him. All the white he continued to tear clothing and toss the pieces aside. He might have nicked the skin in certain places, but Ibuki was careful not to do any real damage... That would come later.

"Are you going to be willing, or do you wish to fight me?" Ibuki purred, trying to turn Kirito onto his stomach. Ibuki wanted to make Kirito's back his canvas first.

Kirito rolled onto his stomach once he was stripped and then glared at the other. "I would never willingly give myself to anyone." He tried to push the other off so he could take his gloves off and even the odds. He was significantly more deadly with his gloves off because of his sharp nails.

Ibuki snarled, taking Kirito's hips and digging his nails deep into the flesh. "A little bitch who offers himself then puts up a fight? I'll teach you a lesson you wont soon forget," Ibuki snarled, leaning down and sinking his teeth vicious into Kiroto's shoulder. If Kirito wanted to pull him away, he was going to tear his flesh in the process. He rubbed his cock against Kirito's ass, trying to position himself without the use of the claws buried in Kirito's hips. He probably should have plunged inside first. Ibuki snarled in frustration, trying to get inside. He wanted to tear everything apart inside and leave Kirito's body broken and bleeding.

Kirito growled out and did pull away from Ibuki, the sound that came out of his mouth though when the flesh was ripped out was pleasure and not pain though. "Mmm That's more like it." He muttered under his breath and continued to fight with the other to keep him from entering his ass. He didn't last for long though before Ibuki was able to enter him. "Ha!" He exclaimed in surprise.

The vampire's cheek began to flush from all the intense pleasure and the smell of copper filling the air. "You are getting soft." He coaxed the other.