Archive of Our Own

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The scent of blood in the air was palpable, with the glow of the moon shining through the shoji onto a gruesome sight of a puddle of blood. The further he stepped, he stumbled upon a murdered naked couple, clearly having a… intimate… time right before their demise.

The sound of grinding teeth and gnawing flesh was reverberating off the walls.

“Isn’t it fun Aizetsu?” Urogi.

“Nothing is fun about it... It makes me sad.”

Urogi fluttered his wings, taking a big chomp out of the human flesh they had just massacred, licking his lips, blood dripping down his chin.

His sorrowful counterpart watched his fellow clone devour the forearm, letting blood smear all over his cheeks.

“I pity how messy you are.”

Urogi locked his jaws, cheeks dusting pink. He covered his mouth with his wing to hide his disgusting manners.

“Aizetsuuuu why are you so mopey!”

Aizetsu let his hand down to his side, letting his yari follow, blood dripping off the blade.

“Aren’t I always like this?”

Urogi frowned, frustrated.

“I mean… Yeah, but this time you're… more mopey than usual!”

Aizetsu looked at Urogi, his giant blue irises glistening in the moonlight shining through the window.

“How so?” His voice deep and calm.

Urogi looked back at him, mouth slightly agape. His wings drooped, feathers brushing against the hard wood floor.

“You aren’t even going to eat?”

Aizetsu looked back at the bloodied scene and back out the window.

“…I’m not hungry.”

Urogi got up, getting close to Aizetsu.

“Come on… eat.”

“Urogi-”

“Want me to regurgitate for you?”

Aizetsu’s expression changed dramatically, a look of pure disbelief in his eyes.

“Oh come on~ I know you love my leftovers.”

Urogi was so close. His grip loosened on his yari, palms sweating.

“I love how your cheeks turn blue when you’re embarrassed, ‘Zetsu ♡.”

He immediately covered his blushing expression with the back of his palm.

“S-stop messing around.”

“Aww~ you’re stuttering. Did I really have that much of an effect on you?”

Urogi turned around, talons tapping against the wood floor, smiling back at the mess he created.

“Ya’ know… I’m curious.”

Aizetsu took a look at the position in which the bodies lay. The woman, over top the man, saddled over his hips, head and arm missing, blood splattered around them.

“This position…”

Aizetsu glanced up at his counterpart.

“Hm…” a large grin outstretched across his face before he straightened up, an idea popping in his head.

“Wanna go for a fly?”

He lit up, his wings fluffing up as he avoided the entire conversation he had just sprung up. Aizetsu was a calm individual, and he knew not all of Urogi’s… lights were on, so he didn’t even want to go back to it.

“We should really get back to Sekido and Karaku. The demon hunters are crawling around like ants. It’s pathetic.”

Urogi pouted, his feathers

“I don’t want toooo..! They are probably wanting some alone time anyways!” He slouched.

Aizetsu turned, continuing out to the front sliding door, ignoring his fellow clone’s childish pouts.

Urogi perked up, feathers puffing out in excitement. He snickered, wiggling his rear, before playfully pouncing on Aizetsu from behind, wrapping his scaly arms tightly around his waist, causing them both to tumble out the front doors. Urogi grinned, wrestling him to the ground.

“Gotchu!” He chirped.

Aizetsu's eyes widened, huge irises glittering with surprise. Urogi noticed the adorable expression and blinked. Black hair fanned out beneath him, and his round, ocean-blue eyes glistened, reflecting the moonlight. He saw a reflection of himself—a contrast of yellow and blue.

Urogi's thighs rested against Aizetsu's hips, pressing against his lap. He could feel Aizetsu squirming beneath him.

“What are you doing, Urogi?”

His eyes trailed down Aizetsu's body, noting the rise and fall of his chest from his noticeable ragged breaths. The way his uraeri opened more, exposing his cleavage.

Is he..?

He felt that dark mischief cloud his mind, even though it’s what he intended all along. He smirked.

“Wanna have some fun?”

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Aizetsu was stunned by how upfront Urogi was. He was seriously ready to take him right here?!

“U-Urogi-”

“Come on Aizetsu… it’s been so long since we split…I’ve missed you~”

Aizetsu glanced over at his yari next to him that he had dropped and back at Urogi, not sure how to deal with his flirting. He felt himself sweat. 

“I’m surprised you haven’t fulfilled this desire yet. U-usually Karaku helps you…”

“No…I want you. It’s been so long.”

Aizetsu felt the heat spread over his cheeks. Taken aback by that. There was no way.

“You want… me?”

Urogi’s feathered fluffed, and he turned pink, eyes drifting away as he smiled. Despite his love for his fellow emotions, he had always had a soft spot for Aizetsu. 

“We must get back-”

“Isn’t it obvious? I can’t help but notice everything about you.” He interrupted Aizetsu fast.

Aizetsu’s heart thumped. 

“See? Do you like me too? I can feel your heart pounding. We are one, Aizetsu. I can feel your heartbeat.”

Urogi lowered himself down, laying his head on his nervous clone, his pointed ear resting against Aizetsu’s pounding chest. 

“It’s nice… I really…” 

Aizetsu paused, waiting for Urogi to finish that sentence, but he never did. He just layed there, encircling his talons on Aizetsu’s kimono, until turning his head, those golden irises staring into his.

“You have really beautiful eyes, Aizetsu.”

Huh?

“I love how deep they are…”

“Deep?”

Urogi rubbed his head against Aizetsu’s heated chest, nestling into his collarbone. 

“Yeah… they’re so huge.. like the ocean. Deep like the ocean. I’ve only seen it once, but I feel like… I could see anything in them.”

Aizetsu shuddered, biting his inner lip. 

“Did that get you going? Your hearts’ racing even faster.” Urogi chuckled seeing how much that affected him. He shifted his thighs so that they were on both sides of his hips again.

“A-ah..” 

“Hm?”

Urogi suddenly realized that Aizetsu had placed his hands on his waist. He looked back, catching a glimpse of lust in Aizetsu’s gorgeous eyes.

“U-Urogi… you..”

“Huh?”

“Are you…?”

He was soaking wet, practically leaking onto his trousers.

“I’m sorry.. I can’t control myself. I can’t.. it’s getting harder and harder the more I lay with you.”

The wetness soaking around his own crotch was maddening. He was getting hard, that much was obvious. How could he not?

Urogi whined softly with the pressure growing between them. 

“Ai…” he clutched the fabric. 

“Why are you holding back? Your body is saying yes.” 

Aizetsu’s hips canted up just slightly, a sharp moan escaping Urogi’s throat. It was getting so difficult Aizetsu’s instincts. To spread him open and fill him to the brim.

It’s getting worse…

He needed to act fast.

Urogi sat up, straddling Aizetsu’s hips with his own, his thighs eagerly tightening up around him. He watched Aizetsu’s body jolt.

“Aizetsu~ ah-”

Aizetsu’s face completely flushed red as Urogi started grinding on his lap. He could feel the heat bubbling in his stomach, the bulge rubbing against Urogi’s tight pussy underneath the fabric of his track pants. They were perfect for each other. 

“Ah! Aizetsu—”

“Urogi- ugh!!”

“I can feel you getting hard… you’ve been dying for it too? Haven’t you?”

Aizetsu’s eyes shut tightly, attempting to suppress himself.

“Oh~ oh!”

“Pl- ngh!!”

“Aizetsuuuu~ let’s have fun. I know you want to…”

Aizetsu covered his face, frowning. 

“I-just get Karaku to do it!”

“Aizetsu… I want you- And you only!!”

Aizetsu’s hands lifted off the ground, his voice straining, struggling to gain control. 

“Please Aizetsu… I need it. I need it so bad!” 

Urogi tightly held onto him, the wetness increasing between their groins.

Aizetsu breathlessly whispered Urogi’s name, completely at his mercy, his legs trembling.

Urogi’s own thighs were shaking, almost like he had no energy left already. His wings drooped, and he layed back down on Aizetsu’s chest.

“I… I can’t.. if you don’t want to. No matter how much my body is craving it.”

Aizetsu flinched, a little… taken back by the sudden separation and stimulation.

“I just… I’ve been thinking about you a lot.”

His heart skipped a beat, and he watched Urogi’s body tense up, his legs coming together over top of his legs.

“… maybe a little too much.”

Urogi felt arms slowly wrapping around him.

He was flushing red, embracing him back. Was he..? Giving in? He felt Aizetsu’s lips brush against his neck, his expression changing. Focusing, inhaling his scent.

“Urogi…” he softly whispered.

“Aizetsu…?”

“You’re in heat aren’t you? I can smell your pheromones.”

Urogi shuddered, brushing up against him. His gaze shifted away, his self conscious fluttering. He could feel his counterpart's lungs expanding on his ribs. It was exhilarating to feel Aizetsu up this close again. 

Aizetsu was aware of Urogi’s heat cycles, but he didn’t realize how bad they were until now. 

“Aizetsu-!” 

Urogi hugged him tightly, rubbing his body against his counterpart. Aizetsu could smell just how horny Urogi really was now.

“Aizetsu!!” He flushed, eyes shut.

“I can give you what you want. What you need.”

“I… I do want you.”

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“You do?” Urogi’s feathers puffed up, not expecting the sudden confession from his clone.. Did he really? Was he lying? 

“You’re not just sparing my feelings are you?”

Aizetsu looked at him. A look of assurance. His eyes were huge. Bigger than usual. That look.. it stirred something deep inside him. He could feel himself getting wet just from his gaze, a throbbing pulse deep inside him.

Damn. He really wasn’t lying.

Urogi ruffled and flared his majestic wings, as if acknowledging praise. He shuffled his feet. "I didn't realize you would find it...forward."

"Forward?" Aizetsu repeated, laughing. "It's nice. I like it."

He tucked his wings back, pressing them against his back as if trying to hide them. "Really?"

"Really," Aizetsu said. He held out his hand. "Do it again."

Urogi hesitated, then ruffled his wings once more, but this time with more confidence. He watched Aizetsu's eyes light up, a sign that he was doing well.

Aizetsu stepped forward, closing the distance between them. He reached out and touched one of Urogi's wings, tracing the delicate feathers with his fingertips. "They're so soft," he murmured.

Urogi shivered at his touch, and Aizetsu smiled. "Do you like that?"

Urogi nodded, unable to speak. He was too caught up in the sensation of Aizetsu's touch, the way it made his feathers tingle and his heart race.

Aizetsu leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Urogi's ear. "I want to see more," he whispered. "Show me everything."

Goosebumps ran up his arms, heart pumping in his chest. He really wanted Aizetsu now more than ever.

He ruffled his feathers, and wrapped them around him, shuffling them up his back as he nuzzled into his shoulder, lifting his kimono tucked from his high waisted pants, exposing his lower back. 

Aizetsu watched Urogi’s wings move from behind and touch him in such an organized and dignified way, feathers lightly tickling him.

Aizetsu saw the lust in Urogi's sharp, slanted eyes. It wasn't just lust, though; there was a performative quality to the hazy look, as if Urogi were putting on a show.

Aizetsu tilted his head.

“Are you trying to seduce me?” 

Urogi seemed embarrassed, Aizetsu noticing his feathers tightly drawn. He retreated behind them, but Aizetsu wouldn't let him feel self-conscious, his gaze tracing Urogi's flushed face.

"Is it your mating dance?" he teased with a chuckle. Urogi always blushed when Aizetsu smiled, a rare and cherished sight. It was an honor for Urogi to witness such trust.

Urogi responded by ruffling his majestic wings, as if acknowledging praise. His tender lips beckoned, drawing Aizetsu closer. He brushed his lip along Urogi's chin, then his bottom lip, finally joining them together.

"I like it," he whispered.

A small squeak came from Urogi’s throat.

Success!!

Aizetsu suddenly slipped from the back to up his crotch, making his way up, pushing past soft fur to find that sensitive area, collecting the slick until he found his clit. 

“HAHH!!~”

Urogi’s body was unique. He had both reproductive organs. His avian body structure allowed him to lay eggs, even have offspring. 

“Ai- A-Ai-!”

He shuddered under his touch. Aizetsu’s fingers were incredible. He knew every spot!

“You’re so sensitive this time.”

Aizetsu trailed kisses up his throat, causing Urogi to release low shallow breaths.

His fellow clone sighed into the warm skin, leaving soft wet kisses behind, much to Urogi’s enjoyment. He arched his back, grinding on his delicate fingers, biting his lip from the stimulation.

“Aizetsu… It feels so good… I can’t…”

Aizetsu blushed, gripping Urogi’s thighs. He thrusted his hips a little, pressing against Urogi’s slit, slightly spreading him open.

“Ooo♡”

He whimpered at the sensation of his sorrowful fingers pushing into him, he could just feel himself slick with his own fluids.

He’s already so ready…

Pink dusted over his cheeks and a hum escaped his throat. 

Urogi was now on top of Aizetsu, rubbing his dripping pussy against Aizetsu’s skilled fingers. 

Damn.

”Sexy.” He whispered, pressing his nose into Urogi’s heated ear.

Urogi met his gaze, understanding the unspoken question. Aizetsu's hand rested on his shoulder as Urogi scanned their surroundings, seeking privacy. Feeling exposed, he flared his wings, clutching Aizetsu tightly as Urogi launched them into the air, heading for a secluded spot.

There it was!

A small, solitary minka bathed in moonlight. Urogi landed, still holding Aizetsu close, and slid open the door. Empty. Perfect. He led Aizetsu by the hand into one of the side rooms. The house was clearly inhabited, yet unoccupied. The room featured a plush futon amidst luxurious decor, evidence of a wealthy family.

"This is nice! Now... shall we-"

Before Urogi could turn, Aizetsu broke free, only to pull him back into a passionate kiss. Urogi chirped in surprise at Aizetsu's sudden move.

"Am I better than him?" Aizetsu huffed impatiently, his fingers slipping into the corners of his trembling clone’s mouth.

He then seized Urogi's lips once more.

Aizetsu is so hot!!

They quickly rubbed against one another, increasing the arousal in the air. 

“Oh Aizetsu~!”

His lips were so powerful. It was like he was ravished with hunger although they had just ate. Well- he ate. The leftover taste of metallic sweetness was bittersweet on Aizetsu’s tongue. He craved it. Each time Urogi had slightly pulled his body away, Aizetsu would pull him right back onto his too-hot body. 

“Tell me.”

 He pulled Aizetsu’s collar, letting out a squeak, yanking him to the ground, landing on the soft futon, taking their breath away. Just before Urogi could catch his breath, Aizetsu plummeted his lips right back onto his own. 

“Rogi…”

That nickname…

“Yes Ai- so much better… you’re mine-”

The nickname only fueled his excitement. His claws trailed down Aizetsu’s muscular, curvy body as he broke away from their kiss, a talon gently tracing his lips.

"You’ve always had such a pretty face…" Urogi whispered.

Aizetsu melted, his eyes fluttering shut. His blue eyes made his skin look paler, almost feminine with that cute, shy expression on his petite face. He leaned in to nip at Urogi's lip, pressing his own against those plump ones.

"Kissing me so ferociously. You must be hungry~"

That look, those starving, hazy, half-lidded eyes, were so intense they made Urogi blush. Aizetsu caressed his inner thigh, straddling him.

He was excited and nervous, a feeling mirrored by Aizetsu as Urogi hooked his talons on the waistband of his pants. His cold claws contrasted against Aizetsu's vibrant brown skin. Urogi's thighs tightened around Aizetsu's hips, preventing any escape. They were in trouble. Missionary. Typical. Cliche. But it’s what Urogi wanted, so Aizetsu wasn’t going to judge. His hips nestled between Aizetsu's legs, a vulnerable position as he hovered over his cooing counterpart. He was aware of Urogi’s parts and a spark of concern followed. If… he put it in, would…

“It’s not… gonna come out is it?”

“My body knows what it wants, baby~ Don't you worry.”

Urogi gave him a face full of seduction, riling him up. He had to admit the anxiety stirring inside him. It’d been a awhile. He could feel his pants start to strain against his growing member.

“Uh.. I-I”

Urogi’s face immediately changed, his claws retracting slightly.

“Ah- you don’t… have to if you don’t want to…” Urogi tried closing his legs. 

Aizetsu was startled. He watched as Urogi covered himself in his giant wings, hiding his head. 

Aizetsu came over, pulling Urogi’s feathers to see his face. He was almost crying, frustration washing over himself.

“Urogi…” 

“I shouldn’t have even- I’m sorry…”

He covered his face, so ashamed.”

“Urogi no- it’s- I- I haven’t…”

Aizetsu turned away, flush covering his cheeks.

 “…it’s been a long time.” 

Urogi’s eyes widened, still not looking at Aizetsu. 

“It’s not you. It’s me. I know that sounds cliche but.. I… got nervous. It’s been awhile and I just.. what if I can’t satisfy you?”

Urogi’s wings relaxed, and he looked up into Aizetsu’s gorgeous eyes. Emotional and full of insecurities. 

Just like him.

“Aizetsu…”

“Urogi…”

They inched back towards each other, sharing hot breath. 

“I’m sorry…” Aizetsu whispered.

“U-Urogi…” his voice cracked and shook.

“C-can you help me remember..?”