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Title: Chemical Imbalances Have Their Uses
Genre: Smutty smut smut.
Pairings/Characters: GuyxLuke
Rating: NC-17 ...my word, I write a lot of porn. : \
Summary: : O ... : \ Luke and Guy have sex.
It could have just been his imagination, but usually, being rather slow to pick up on these kinds of things, he wasn't quite sure. He leaned over to ask Anise warily, "Is it just me, or is Guy staring at me?"
"Staring at you? He's been undressing you with his eyes the entire night!" Anise grumbled, arms folded, as if she were feeling rather left out.
Luke squeaked, sneaking a glance at Guy, who only raised an eyebrow and continued to stare at him. Quickly, he turned back to Anise, panicked. "Anise, why is Guy staring at me like that?!"
"I dunno, but that's a 'come hither' look if I ever saw one." Taking a sadistic sense of pleasure in his horrified expression, Anise grinned; the Colonel was definitely on to something. "You should probably oblige and go thither already."
"I don't wanna go thither!" Luke whisper-shrieked, glaring furiously at her, face flushing dark red. Sneaking a peek over at Guy, he noticed the blonde's attention shifting from his face and slowly trailing down his neck, over his bare chest -damn Emperor Peony and his clothes and his robbery of the national treasury, damn him to the deepest pits of hell!- and stomach, and settled-
"Augh!" Luke flailed his arms for a moment before jumping up and running from the room. Tear, Natalia, Noelle and Anise, silent during his abrupt departure, turned and gaped at Guy, who shrugged.
"Guy," Jade began pleasantly, "does Tear look particularly voluptuous to you this evening?" The songstress let out a muted yelp.
Guy spared her a bored look before turning towards the Colonel and responding with, "No, but you're looking pretty good."
Ignoring the girls' hushed screams, Jade adjusted his glasses and smiled. "Thank you, I'm flattered. Did you perchance drink any of that wine Noir served at supper?"
"Yeah, I had a glass, but that's not enough to get me drunk."
"Oh, that is not my train of thought, I assure you."
"Jade," Natalia began slowly, "do you think Noir slipped him a love potion?"
"Certainly not," Jade scoffed.
"Then what are you-"
"Love potions are impossible. One cannot imitate love; besides that, I don't believe Noir has any intention of forming a relationship with him that would last beyond her bedsheets."
Natalia flushed. "That was very crude."
"Was it?" Jade continued, unperturbed. "At any rate, I believe the substance Guy consumed was a lust potion, very simple to imitate as lust is nearly always initiated by chemicals; hormones. His thieving mistress must be desperate indeed, to rely on the hope that she would be the one with whom he would sate his primal urges."
Guy scowled, but seemed rather unruffled for being under the microscope as he was. The four girls themselves were positively crimson. "Stop talking about me like I'm not here, Jade."
"However, our cunning hostess made one rather large miscalculation." Jade saw it very fit to ignore the irate, bothered swordsman. "Guy is terrified of women. Perhaps she was hoping blatant desire would overcome that fact, but apparently not. She has, perhaps, lessened her chances even further, for now women do not even appear to be on the waiting list."
"Is it hot in here? I think it's hot in here." Guy stood and walked rather stiffly over to the window, sliding it open and peering outside. He pulled his goggles from his forehead and fanned himself with the curtain; the lenses were slightly fogged.
"Regardless, something must be done." Jade crossed his arms, tapping his fingers on his bicep. "However, without knowing exactly how much Gailardia has consumed, giving him a depressant could be rather...dangerous. And I fear that the longer we wait, the worse this could be, as lust potions have a nasty habit of turning a victim aggressive, if adrenaline is not introduced quickly and efficiently into the bloodstream. With Guy's power, that could be problematic."
"Adrenaline? Should we go fight some monsters?" Tear suggested.
"A novel idea, but no. In this condition, Guy would no doubt be distracted and also foolhardy, quite like a previously fleeing redhead, only moreso." Jade hummed darkly, tapping his chin. "No, I believe this will require a much easier fix."
Tear felt that horrible, creeping sensation of dread she would occasionally receive when under the impression that Jade was attempting to lead them to a conclusion. "And that would be...?"
"Simple." Jade sounded downright chipper. "Guy merely must have intercourse with someone."
"I like that idea," Guy piped up from the window whilst the girls shouted variations of, "Absolutely not!"
"Jade, you cannot be serious!" Natalia protested. "We will not pick some random person off of the streets with whom Guy will have...RELATIONS with!"
"Perish the thought," Jade told her with a hint of disgust, as if it had been her idea. Suppressing a smile at her furious sputters, he told them, "Naturally, Guy would much rather it be someone he knows and trusts. That rather limits his choices, as those he knows and trusts are within the general vicinity of this room."
"Oh, me!" Anise waved her arm.
"Darling Anise, you are forgetting your gender."
"Boo." She stomped her foot.
Natalia gasped, a hand to her breast, looking absolutely scandalized. "You are not suggesting-"
"Surely not," Jade chuckled condescendingly. "I am hardly fit enough to keep up with a strapping young man such as Guy in battle, let alone in bed. No, I'm afraid that leaves us only one much younger choice."
"Colonel, you do not want to finish that sentence." Tear sounded a mite more dangerous than Jade seemed willing to weather, so he merely smiled.
"Luke?!" Anise squealed happily. Tear whipped her head around and glared.
"Luke?" Guy perked, turning around to look at them as he stroked his chin. "Hey, that sounds like a great idea."
"Oh, don't say that like you haven't been ogling him all evening," Tear snapped, much to everyone's surprise. She caught herself, blinking, before muttering out an apology, her head bowed. "S-sorry..."
"I don't see what the problem could be," Jade announced loftily. "Luke has made it perfectly clear that he would do anything to help Guy, and Guy has made it perfectly clear on multiple occasions that he would not mind in the least being involved sexually with Luke."
"No, I wouldn't," Guy agreed helpfully. He pulled at the collar of his jumpsuit, flapping it in an effort to circulate some air.
"You can't ask Luke to do that!" Tear pinked, but ground her teeth and continued, despite her discomfort with the conversational topic. "It's unfair to him to put him in that kind of position-"
"Well, the position he is in would depend on what he and Guy feel like-"
"COLONEL THIS IS SERIOUS!"
"I am being serious," Jade breezed. "Perhaps you are not thinking from all perspectives, ladies. What about Guy? He would clearly be uncomfortable and humiliated to ask a complete stranger, not to mention the health risks, and I fear for his safety if we do not remedy the situation soon." He gestured towards Guy, who had unzipped his jumpsuit and shed the upper portion, which hung around his waist, white undershirt damp with sweat as he propped himself up against the wall with his hands, his back to them, breathing hard.
"You mean...Guy could get hurt if he doesn't...?" Noelle whispered, frightened.
"Lust potions are an introduction of chemicals into the body that stimulate the glands to induce a heightened sense of sexual awareness. This includes but is not limited to elevated heart rate, shortness of breath and increased temperature." Jade, completely serious, pushed his glasses up onto his nose. "Guy could very well go into cardiac arrest."
There was a silence as the four women gazed worriedly at Guy, who had begun to shake slightly, his head hung low, breath loud and harsh in the quiet.
"And...there's no way we can go to Belkend and get some kind of antidote?"
"Certainly we could, but more than likely Guy would perish en route. I suspect the problem is direr than he lets on; it is only speculation, but I believe he is fighting it in an effort to control himself."
Silence again.
"I-" No one would ever discover precisely what Tear thought, for at that moment the door flew open and Luke, with a determined -nearly furious- expression on his face, marched towards Guy, seized him by his shoulders, spun the surprised blonde around, slammed him against the wall and gave him what looked to be the most fiery, passionate, desperate kiss ever engaged in by two people in history.
Tear's jaw dropped, Natalia and Noelle both shrieked and looked away, Anise squealed and Jade smirked.
Slowly, Luke pulled back, both of them panting, lips barely a centimeter apart as he spoke. "I was listening outside the door.” He licked his lips, brushed them against Guy’s. “I...I was gonna say something corny like, 'I'm not gonna let you die,' but-"
"Don't," Guy growled, tangling his fingers within Luke's hair and pulling him fiercely back, forcing his mouth open and deepening the kiss; Luke moaned.
"Perhaps we should give them some privacy?" Jade suggested lightly, setting a hand on the shoulders of a shell-shocked Tear and a mortified Natalia -who refused to remove her hands from her eyes- and steered them from the room.
"I don't think they'll notice," Anise giggled, plopping down in a chair and looking to make herself quite comfortable. She "ooh"ed in appreciation when Guy slipped Luke's jacket from his shoulders to kiss down his neck, shoulder, down to his chest. Luke's head rolled back and he groaned a low, guttural sound as he clutched at Guy's collar.
"Anise," Noelle snapped sternly, face beet red as she pointedly did not look over towards them. Grabbing one of the girl's pigtails and tugging, Noelle forced her to her feet and out the door, despite her indignant protests.
"Luke," Guy murmured against Luke's nipple -he'd been licking it- as he smoothed his hands over Luke's chest, outlining his pectorals with this thumbs before caressing his stomach, "you don't have to if you're nervous."
"Guy, if you stop doing that to ask me if I'm sure again, I'll kill you." Luke backed up towards the bed, taking Guy with him and fell back, the blonde toppling over but catching himself on his hands on either side of Luke's shoulders. "Sure, I've never done this before but- ah!," he jerked and gasped when Guy moved onto his other nipple.
"This doesn't feel weird to you?" Guy asked, and shed his own shirt; moments later, Luke's own fingers were massaging his chest, and it didn't quite matter so much any longer if he received an answer or not. "Luke, are you-"
"Guy!" Luke snapped before wrapping a leg around Guy's waist, pushing himself up on one elbow for leverage and flipping them on the mattress, so that he was on top. Straddling Guy's waist, Luke folded his arms and frowned down at him. "Stop asking me that! Every time you stop, I start getting nervous again and wonder if I really should be sexing around with my best friend, but when you don't stop I can concentrate on how fucking amazing it feels instead!"
With that, it was moments later that Luke found himself naked on the bed, Guy's head between his legs and distracting him from how this might be a bad idea. "Oh God oh God," he gasped out, unable to stop a leg from rising, heel lifting and digging into the small of Guy's back as his fingers tightened around the blonde locks at his hips. "Guy," he choked out, and without knowing why, gently stroked Guy's hair back towards his neck in an almost loving gesture. Whether that was a weird thing for a best friend to do or not didn't occur to him, because Guy saw fit to reward him using his tongue coupled with a maneuver that sucked the breath right from his lungs like a punch to the gut. Guy paused for breath and Luke drew in one of his own, which was fortunate because Guy did it again and this time Luke was able to scream, "Shit Guy, SHIT!"
Suddenly, the warm wetness that had encompassed him left, and Luke vaulted from where he lay to come face-to-face with a very aroused Guy. "What the hell is the big idea?!"
"I didn't want to wear you out," Guy mumbled, nudging Luke's face before dragging his lips slowly from the corner of Luke's mouth to his earlobe, nibbling it.
"Guy," Luke breathed, slowly wilting back onto the bed, and noticed that Guy was engaging in more foreplay than the actual act itself. Shouldn't they hurry up and do things so that Guy would be all right? He asked this.
"Luke, this may be the only time I'll ever get to sleep with you," Guy murmured into his neck, "and I'm going to make the best of it."
Luke hesitated before lifting himself up to a reclining position, reaching out for some unknown reason to brush his knuckles against Guy's cheek. "...Guy, do you like me?"
Guy laughed, but it sounded strained. "You're an idiot." Expecting an indignant squawk from Luke -what usually followed that particular insult- he was surprised when Luke pursed his lips, brow furrowing, and gently kissed him. "Luke," he began, stopped when Luke touched two fingers to his lips and kissed him just beneath his ear. Unsure, Guy lay back, following Luke's lead when the redhead gently nudged his shoulder back with the heel of his palm before dragging his lips half-kissing, half-licking his way down to Guy's stomach. With a foggy mind, Guy attempted to piece together what was going on; quite suddenly, realization slammed into place and he jumped and yelped, "Luke, you-!" just before Luke took him into his mouth. Something in his chest tightened, and Guy found himself unable to form words -his mouth worked soundlessly- and he groped before finding a pillow and bringing it to his face to bite.
Luke reached up and dragged his fingers down Guy's stomach, blunt nails scraping the skin, and the blonde jerked and shouted a muffled something.
On the other side of the door Anise, who was crouched with an ear pressed against it, covered her mouth, eyes wide open and face red against her own will. "Wow, they're really going at it! Luke must be doing something, because it sounds like Guy's screaming into a pillow."
"Anise!" The young girl jumped and spun to see a very irate Natalia, arms crossed and imperiously tapping a foot. "You are shameless! Stop listening in, it is behavior quite unbecoming of a lady!"
"I'm not listening in for my own benefit," Anise protested, smiling sweetly. "I'm listening so that in case Guy has a heart attack, Luke doesn't have to be embarrassed and run out here to tell us completely naked."
"Oh?" Natalia blinked, and brought a hand to her chin in thought. "That's quite thoughtful of you."
"I know. I'm just really, really concerned about Guy." Anise pulled a concerned expression sincere enough that even the Colonel would have been proud.
"Anise." Noelle was not fooled.
Despite the conflict outside the room, the occupants within seemed quite undisturbed. Luke tried not to let the thought, ‘I am giving Guy head,’ into his mind, so that he could concentrate on figuring out the proper way to do it, rather than having a mental breakdown because he was giving Guy head. As if hearing things from a distance, he noted that what he’d just done with his lips had made Guy gasp, so he did it again and was surprised to feel Guy’s fingers in his hair, tugging in bursts, as if to get his attention. He lifted his head and stared questioningly up at Guy; had he done something wrong? Based on recent experiences and in his own opinion, only the world ending would be a good reason to tell someone that you didn’t want a blowjob, thank you all the same.
“That’s…that’s enough,” Guy gasped, and the hand on Luke’s head was trembling fiercely. Luke felt a knot of worry twist his stomach tightly.
“Guy, are you okay?” he asked, quickly crawling up the length of the bed to Guy’s side; silly things like embarrassment fell to the wayside in the wake of worry for Guy’s health. “Do I need to go get someone?” How awkward that would be if he did.
“No, I…I didn’t want…not like that,” Guy stammered, disjointed, and his face flushed further; whether it was in humiliation or with arousal, Luke wasn’t sure, but the way Guy’s eyes darted from his face suggested the former. “I mean…only if you…I don’t want to force you into anything…”
“Oh good Lord,” Luke groused. “You’re such a pain. Listen, if it’s really making you that uncomfortable to have sex with me, we can ask Jade to hypnotize us or whatever later so we forget everything-”
“No!” Guy’s hand gripped Luke’s forearm, and it almost hurt. “I never want to forget this!”
“Then stop being such a dork,” Luke grumbled, shaking him off. “You have to take the lead here, because I only get the general idea of what we’re supposed to do for the next part.”
Guy, impossible as it seemed, blushed darker and told him, “I…I guess I’ll be top…um…we probably need some lubrication.”
“What for?” Luke paused before turning nearly purple. “Oh. Um, I think there’s probably some lotion in the bathroom.” He extracted himself from Guy -who had apparently unconsciously wrapped his arms around Luke’s waist, judging by his own surprised expression- and left to rummage in the adjoining lavatory. Returning shortly with a small bottle of complimentary lotion, Luke grinned and tossed it to Guy, plopping onto the bed, curling a leg inward and holding his ankle as he sat. Why wasn’t he more self-conscious about being naked in front of Guy? “Okay, now what?”
“We should probably do this the classic way…um, on your hands and knees would be easiest for the both of us,” Guy pointed out, clearly anxious. When Luke obeyed his instructions, he opened the lotion and covered a couple fingers with it, coming up behind him. “This is gonna feel really weird,” he warned Luke, before inserting a finger into him.
Luke jumped and squeaked at the intrusion, fingers tightening on the bed-sheets. “W-whoa. That does feel weird,” he complained haltingly, sucking in a breath when Guy added another finger. “Do you have do to that?”
“It’ll hurt more later if I don’t.”
“Oh, fine then.” Guy inserted another finger, and Luke frowned; he hoped the actual act itself wouldn’t feel like this, because then the experience wasn’t going to be a very pleasant one if he was going to feel squeamish the entire time. The fingers disappeared, and he relaxed slightly until he felt Guy’s hands on either side of his hips. Sudden nervousness descended, but he bit his lip, not wanting to give the already conscious Guy any second thoughts.
“This might hurt a bit…” And with that, Guy slid into him.
Luke lurched, groping blindly and coming back with a pillow, clutching it to his chest, eyes wide. Yes, that did feel very strange, thank you, and yes, it hurt. A second later, he caught his breath and noticed that Guy was leaning over him, chest against his shoulderblades, whispering into his ear and stroking his hair back from his face. “Luke, we don’t have to-”
“I’m okay.” Luke’s words shook, and he cursed, swallowing and trying again. “I’m fine. Keep going. It only hurts a little bit, I’ll get used to it.” And he would; already, it wasn’t nearly as intrusive a feeling as it had been seconds ago.
Guy, unsure, began a gentle rocking motion that tested Luke’s patience.
“Guy, I’m not made of glass. I refuse to believe that two men having sex would be like this, because it wouldn’t be as popular as it is if it didn’t feel great, so hurry up and make it feel great already!”
Guy couldn’t help but laugh. “That sounds like the old Luke.” And he thrust pointedly into him.
Luke gasped, stars flashing in front of his eyes; he had no idea what the hell just happened, but whatever it was had felt absolutely incredible, and he saw fit to tell Guy that. “A-again!”
It was with that command that they settled into a rough thrust pattern, and Guy’s chest heaved against Luke’s back and one of his hands had covered Luke’s, their fingers laced together, clenching into a single fist atop the mattress. Luke hissed, “Guy,” out through gritted teeth, and Guy panted next to his ear, “Luke.” When Guy reached around to his front to stroke him, Luke flung his head back with a strangled curse, and Guy kissed his cheek. How strange. Sex with Guy was no longer uncomfortable, either physically and emotionally, and suddenly a repeat performance sounded extremely appealing. A strange feeling began creeping up from just below his stomach, clenching his insides, and Luke’s free hand lifted to grip Guy’s hair.
“Guy,” he muttered lowly, “Guy-“
Apparently Guy knew what that meant, for one particularly hard thrust soon followed and quite suddenly Luke found himself screaming out Guy’s name, fingers yanking on Guy’s hair, and his entire body shook and Guy was shuddering too; the pain in his shoulder didn’t register until later, when he was collapsed on the bed, one of Guy’s arms wrapped around his waist and one of Guy’s legs curling around his own. In a haze, Luke brought their intertwined hands to his chest; his heart was pounding, and it seemed difficult to catch his breath, but oh he felt so terrific that he grinned. Guy had bit his shoulder, but who the hell cared? “Ah ha haaa,” he panted out, laughing breathlessly. “That was awesome.”
“You liked it?” Guy kissed the shoulder wound apologetically, and Luke felt him extract himself from inside of him.
“Hell yeah. That was great.” Attempting to slow his trembling, Luke released his deathlike grip on Guy’s fingers and rolled over, draping an arm over Guy’s side and touching their foreheads together. “How are you feeling?”
“Absolutely amazing.”
Luke laughed again. “You’re going to have to start drinking lust potions more often.”
Guy fell silent, and he wordlessly ran a hand down Luke’s arm.
“Hey.” Luke recognized Guy’s tactics of clamming up when he was worried, and put a hand to Guy’s cheek. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“…what if…” Guy licked his lips. “What if I said I wanted…I wanted to do this again with you?”
“I’d say you’d have to be crazy not to.”
“What if I said…that…the next time we did, I…I’d want it to be as lovers.” Guy’s eyes drifted to the bottom left, pointedly avoiding Luke’s. “What if I said that I don’t want to do it again unless it’s as lovers?”
Luke chewed on the inside of his cheek. “Guy, I…don’t really know how this works. I mean…I know how relationships work, I guess, but I’m really…not good with them. In case you haven’t noticed,” he added jokingly, and was rewarded with a small smile. He fell silent for a moment, and then properly addressed Guy’s question. “I’d say that it’s worth a shot.” Guy looked at him then, and the hopeful expression on his face, the light in his eyes made something within Luke twist, but not unpleasantly. “I’ll screw up, Guy, you know I will.”
“Of course you will.”
Luke scowled and smacked Guy’s shoulder when he laughed. “Asshole.”
Guy snuggled up soundly next to Luke, tucking his face into the curve of his neck and shoulder, unable to stop the deliriously happy grin from spreading across his face. “Luke, thanks.” A hand lifted to his hair, and he wrapped his arms around Luke’s shoulders and squeezed, pressing his face into Luke’s shoulder and smothering a giggle.
“It was my pleasure.”
Genre: Smutty smut smut.
Pairings/Characters: GuyxLuke
Rating: NC-17 ...my word, I write a lot of porn. : \
Summary: : O ... : \ Luke and Guy have sex.
It could have just been his imagination, but usually, being rather slow to pick up on these kinds of things, he wasn't quite sure. He leaned over to ask Anise warily, "Is it just me, or is Guy staring at me?"
"Staring at you? He's been undressing you with his eyes the entire night!" Anise grumbled, arms folded, as if she were feeling rather left out.
Luke squeaked, sneaking a glance at Guy, who only raised an eyebrow and continued to stare at him. Quickly, he turned back to Anise, panicked. "Anise, why is Guy staring at me like that?!"
"I dunno, but that's a 'come hither' look if I ever saw one." Taking a sadistic sense of pleasure in his horrified expression, Anise grinned; the Colonel was definitely on to something. "You should probably oblige and go thither already."
"I don't wanna go thither!" Luke whisper-shrieked, glaring furiously at her, face flushing dark red. Sneaking a peek over at Guy, he noticed the blonde's attention shifting from his face and slowly trailing down his neck, over his bare chest -damn Emperor Peony and his clothes and his robbery of the national treasury, damn him to the deepest pits of hell!- and stomach, and settled-
"Augh!" Luke flailed his arms for a moment before jumping up and running from the room. Tear, Natalia, Noelle and Anise, silent during his abrupt departure, turned and gaped at Guy, who shrugged.
"Guy," Jade began pleasantly, "does Tear look particularly voluptuous to you this evening?" The songstress let out a muted yelp.
Guy spared her a bored look before turning towards the Colonel and responding with, "No, but you're looking pretty good."
Ignoring the girls' hushed screams, Jade adjusted his glasses and smiled. "Thank you, I'm flattered. Did you perchance drink any of that wine Noir served at supper?"
"Yeah, I had a glass, but that's not enough to get me drunk."
"Oh, that is not my train of thought, I assure you."
"Jade," Natalia began slowly, "do you think Noir slipped him a love potion?"
"Certainly not," Jade scoffed.
"Then what are you-"
"Love potions are impossible. One cannot imitate love; besides that, I don't believe Noir has any intention of forming a relationship with him that would last beyond her bedsheets."
Natalia flushed. "That was very crude."
"Was it?" Jade continued, unperturbed. "At any rate, I believe the substance Guy consumed was a lust potion, very simple to imitate as lust is nearly always initiated by chemicals; hormones. His thieving mistress must be desperate indeed, to rely on the hope that she would be the one with whom he would sate his primal urges."
Guy scowled, but seemed rather unruffled for being under the microscope as he was. The four girls themselves were positively crimson. "Stop talking about me like I'm not here, Jade."
"However, our cunning hostess made one rather large miscalculation." Jade saw it very fit to ignore the irate, bothered swordsman. "Guy is terrified of women. Perhaps she was hoping blatant desire would overcome that fact, but apparently not. She has, perhaps, lessened her chances even further, for now women do not even appear to be on the waiting list."
"Is it hot in here? I think it's hot in here." Guy stood and walked rather stiffly over to the window, sliding it open and peering outside. He pulled his goggles from his forehead and fanned himself with the curtain; the lenses were slightly fogged.
"Regardless, something must be done." Jade crossed his arms, tapping his fingers on his bicep. "However, without knowing exactly how much Gailardia has consumed, giving him a depressant could be rather...dangerous. And I fear that the longer we wait, the worse this could be, as lust potions have a nasty habit of turning a victim aggressive, if adrenaline is not introduced quickly and efficiently into the bloodstream. With Guy's power, that could be problematic."
"Adrenaline? Should we go fight some monsters?" Tear suggested.
"A novel idea, but no. In this condition, Guy would no doubt be distracted and also foolhardy, quite like a previously fleeing redhead, only moreso." Jade hummed darkly, tapping his chin. "No, I believe this will require a much easier fix."
Tear felt that horrible, creeping sensation of dread she would occasionally receive when under the impression that Jade was attempting to lead them to a conclusion. "And that would be...?"
"Simple." Jade sounded downright chipper. "Guy merely must have intercourse with someone."
"I like that idea," Guy piped up from the window whilst the girls shouted variations of, "Absolutely not!"
"Jade, you cannot be serious!" Natalia protested. "We will not pick some random person off of the streets with whom Guy will have...RELATIONS with!"
"Perish the thought," Jade told her with a hint of disgust, as if it had been her idea. Suppressing a smile at her furious sputters, he told them, "Naturally, Guy would much rather it be someone he knows and trusts. That rather limits his choices, as those he knows and trusts are within the general vicinity of this room."
"Oh, me!" Anise waved her arm.
"Darling Anise, you are forgetting your gender."
"Boo." She stomped her foot.
Natalia gasped, a hand to her breast, looking absolutely scandalized. "You are not suggesting-"
"Surely not," Jade chuckled condescendingly. "I am hardly fit enough to keep up with a strapping young man such as Guy in battle, let alone in bed. No, I'm afraid that leaves us only one much younger choice."
"Colonel, you do not want to finish that sentence." Tear sounded a mite more dangerous than Jade seemed willing to weather, so he merely smiled.
"Luke?!" Anise squealed happily. Tear whipped her head around and glared.
"Luke?" Guy perked, turning around to look at them as he stroked his chin. "Hey, that sounds like a great idea."
"Oh, don't say that like you haven't been ogling him all evening," Tear snapped, much to everyone's surprise. She caught herself, blinking, before muttering out an apology, her head bowed. "S-sorry..."
"I don't see what the problem could be," Jade announced loftily. "Luke has made it perfectly clear that he would do anything to help Guy, and Guy has made it perfectly clear on multiple occasions that he would not mind in the least being involved sexually with Luke."
"No, I wouldn't," Guy agreed helpfully. He pulled at the collar of his jumpsuit, flapping it in an effort to circulate some air.
"You can't ask Luke to do that!" Tear pinked, but ground her teeth and continued, despite her discomfort with the conversational topic. "It's unfair to him to put him in that kind of position-"
"Well, the position he is in would depend on what he and Guy feel like-"
"COLONEL THIS IS SERIOUS!"
"I am being serious," Jade breezed. "Perhaps you are not thinking from all perspectives, ladies. What about Guy? He would clearly be uncomfortable and humiliated to ask a complete stranger, not to mention the health risks, and I fear for his safety if we do not remedy the situation soon." He gestured towards Guy, who had unzipped his jumpsuit and shed the upper portion, which hung around his waist, white undershirt damp with sweat as he propped himself up against the wall with his hands, his back to them, breathing hard.
"You mean...Guy could get hurt if he doesn't...?" Noelle whispered, frightened.
"Lust potions are an introduction of chemicals into the body that stimulate the glands to induce a heightened sense of sexual awareness. This includes but is not limited to elevated heart rate, shortness of breath and increased temperature." Jade, completely serious, pushed his glasses up onto his nose. "Guy could very well go into cardiac arrest."
There was a silence as the four women gazed worriedly at Guy, who had begun to shake slightly, his head hung low, breath loud and harsh in the quiet.
"And...there's no way we can go to Belkend and get some kind of antidote?"
"Certainly we could, but more than likely Guy would perish en route. I suspect the problem is direr than he lets on; it is only speculation, but I believe he is fighting it in an effort to control himself."
Silence again.
"I-" No one would ever discover precisely what Tear thought, for at that moment the door flew open and Luke, with a determined -nearly furious- expression on his face, marched towards Guy, seized him by his shoulders, spun the surprised blonde around, slammed him against the wall and gave him what looked to be the most fiery, passionate, desperate kiss ever engaged in by two people in history.
Tear's jaw dropped, Natalia and Noelle both shrieked and looked away, Anise squealed and Jade smirked.
Slowly, Luke pulled back, both of them panting, lips barely a centimeter apart as he spoke. "I was listening outside the door.” He licked his lips, brushed them against Guy’s. “I...I was gonna say something corny like, 'I'm not gonna let you die,' but-"
"Don't," Guy growled, tangling his fingers within Luke's hair and pulling him fiercely back, forcing his mouth open and deepening the kiss; Luke moaned.
"Perhaps we should give them some privacy?" Jade suggested lightly, setting a hand on the shoulders of a shell-shocked Tear and a mortified Natalia -who refused to remove her hands from her eyes- and steered them from the room.
"I don't think they'll notice," Anise giggled, plopping down in a chair and looking to make herself quite comfortable. She "ooh"ed in appreciation when Guy slipped Luke's jacket from his shoulders to kiss down his neck, shoulder, down to his chest. Luke's head rolled back and he groaned a low, guttural sound as he clutched at Guy's collar.
"Anise," Noelle snapped sternly, face beet red as she pointedly did not look over towards them. Grabbing one of the girl's pigtails and tugging, Noelle forced her to her feet and out the door, despite her indignant protests.
"Luke," Guy murmured against Luke's nipple -he'd been licking it- as he smoothed his hands over Luke's chest, outlining his pectorals with this thumbs before caressing his stomach, "you don't have to if you're nervous."
"Guy, if you stop doing that to ask me if I'm sure again, I'll kill you." Luke backed up towards the bed, taking Guy with him and fell back, the blonde toppling over but catching himself on his hands on either side of Luke's shoulders. "Sure, I've never done this before but- ah!," he jerked and gasped when Guy moved onto his other nipple.
"This doesn't feel weird to you?" Guy asked, and shed his own shirt; moments later, Luke's own fingers were massaging his chest, and it didn't quite matter so much any longer if he received an answer or not. "Luke, are you-"
"Guy!" Luke snapped before wrapping a leg around Guy's waist, pushing himself up on one elbow for leverage and flipping them on the mattress, so that he was on top. Straddling Guy's waist, Luke folded his arms and frowned down at him. "Stop asking me that! Every time you stop, I start getting nervous again and wonder if I really should be sexing around with my best friend, but when you don't stop I can concentrate on how fucking amazing it feels instead!"
With that, it was moments later that Luke found himself naked on the bed, Guy's head between his legs and distracting him from how this might be a bad idea. "Oh God oh God," he gasped out, unable to stop a leg from rising, heel lifting and digging into the small of Guy's back as his fingers tightened around the blonde locks at his hips. "Guy," he choked out, and without knowing why, gently stroked Guy's hair back towards his neck in an almost loving gesture. Whether that was a weird thing for a best friend to do or not didn't occur to him, because Guy saw fit to reward him using his tongue coupled with a maneuver that sucked the breath right from his lungs like a punch to the gut. Guy paused for breath and Luke drew in one of his own, which was fortunate because Guy did it again and this time Luke was able to scream, "Shit Guy, SHIT!"
Suddenly, the warm wetness that had encompassed him left, and Luke vaulted from where he lay to come face-to-face with a very aroused Guy. "What the hell is the big idea?!"
"I didn't want to wear you out," Guy mumbled, nudging Luke's face before dragging his lips slowly from the corner of Luke's mouth to his earlobe, nibbling it.
"Guy," Luke breathed, slowly wilting back onto the bed, and noticed that Guy was engaging in more foreplay than the actual act itself. Shouldn't they hurry up and do things so that Guy would be all right? He asked this.
"Luke, this may be the only time I'll ever get to sleep with you," Guy murmured into his neck, "and I'm going to make the best of it."
Luke hesitated before lifting himself up to a reclining position, reaching out for some unknown reason to brush his knuckles against Guy's cheek. "...Guy, do you like me?"
Guy laughed, but it sounded strained. "You're an idiot." Expecting an indignant squawk from Luke -what usually followed that particular insult- he was surprised when Luke pursed his lips, brow furrowing, and gently kissed him. "Luke," he began, stopped when Luke touched two fingers to his lips and kissed him just beneath his ear. Unsure, Guy lay back, following Luke's lead when the redhead gently nudged his shoulder back with the heel of his palm before dragging his lips half-kissing, half-licking his way down to Guy's stomach. With a foggy mind, Guy attempted to piece together what was going on; quite suddenly, realization slammed into place and he jumped and yelped, "Luke, you-!" just before Luke took him into his mouth. Something in his chest tightened, and Guy found himself unable to form words -his mouth worked soundlessly- and he groped before finding a pillow and bringing it to his face to bite.
Luke reached up and dragged his fingers down Guy's stomach, blunt nails scraping the skin, and the blonde jerked and shouted a muffled something.
On the other side of the door Anise, who was crouched with an ear pressed against it, covered her mouth, eyes wide open and face red against her own will. "Wow, they're really going at it! Luke must be doing something, because it sounds like Guy's screaming into a pillow."
"Anise!" The young girl jumped and spun to see a very irate Natalia, arms crossed and imperiously tapping a foot. "You are shameless! Stop listening in, it is behavior quite unbecoming of a lady!"
"I'm not listening in for my own benefit," Anise protested, smiling sweetly. "I'm listening so that in case Guy has a heart attack, Luke doesn't have to be embarrassed and run out here to tell us completely naked."
"Oh?" Natalia blinked, and brought a hand to her chin in thought. "That's quite thoughtful of you."
"I know. I'm just really, really concerned about Guy." Anise pulled a concerned expression sincere enough that even the Colonel would have been proud.
"Anise." Noelle was not fooled.
Despite the conflict outside the room, the occupants within seemed quite undisturbed. Luke tried not to let the thought, ‘I am giving Guy head,’ into his mind, so that he could concentrate on figuring out the proper way to do it, rather than having a mental breakdown because he was giving Guy head. As if hearing things from a distance, he noted that what he’d just done with his lips had made Guy gasp, so he did it again and was surprised to feel Guy’s fingers in his hair, tugging in bursts, as if to get his attention. He lifted his head and stared questioningly up at Guy; had he done something wrong? Based on recent experiences and in his own opinion, only the world ending would be a good reason to tell someone that you didn’t want a blowjob, thank you all the same.
“That’s…that’s enough,” Guy gasped, and the hand on Luke’s head was trembling fiercely. Luke felt a knot of worry twist his stomach tightly.
“Guy, are you okay?” he asked, quickly crawling up the length of the bed to Guy’s side; silly things like embarrassment fell to the wayside in the wake of worry for Guy’s health. “Do I need to go get someone?” How awkward that would be if he did.
“No, I…I didn’t want…not like that,” Guy stammered, disjointed, and his face flushed further; whether it was in humiliation or with arousal, Luke wasn’t sure, but the way Guy’s eyes darted from his face suggested the former. “I mean…only if you…I don’t want to force you into anything…”
“Oh good Lord,” Luke groused. “You’re such a pain. Listen, if it’s really making you that uncomfortable to have sex with me, we can ask Jade to hypnotize us or whatever later so we forget everything-”
“No!” Guy’s hand gripped Luke’s forearm, and it almost hurt. “I never want to forget this!”
“Then stop being such a dork,” Luke grumbled, shaking him off. “You have to take the lead here, because I only get the general idea of what we’re supposed to do for the next part.”
Guy, impossible as it seemed, blushed darker and told him, “I…I guess I’ll be top…um…we probably need some lubrication.”
“What for?” Luke paused before turning nearly purple. “Oh. Um, I think there’s probably some lotion in the bathroom.” He extracted himself from Guy -who had apparently unconsciously wrapped his arms around Luke’s waist, judging by his own surprised expression- and left to rummage in the adjoining lavatory. Returning shortly with a small bottle of complimentary lotion, Luke grinned and tossed it to Guy, plopping onto the bed, curling a leg inward and holding his ankle as he sat. Why wasn’t he more self-conscious about being naked in front of Guy? “Okay, now what?”
“We should probably do this the classic way…um, on your hands and knees would be easiest for the both of us,” Guy pointed out, clearly anxious. When Luke obeyed his instructions, he opened the lotion and covered a couple fingers with it, coming up behind him. “This is gonna feel really weird,” he warned Luke, before inserting a finger into him.
Luke jumped and squeaked at the intrusion, fingers tightening on the bed-sheets. “W-whoa. That does feel weird,” he complained haltingly, sucking in a breath when Guy added another finger. “Do you have do to that?”
“It’ll hurt more later if I don’t.”
“Oh, fine then.” Guy inserted another finger, and Luke frowned; he hoped the actual act itself wouldn’t feel like this, because then the experience wasn’t going to be a very pleasant one if he was going to feel squeamish the entire time. The fingers disappeared, and he relaxed slightly until he felt Guy’s hands on either side of his hips. Sudden nervousness descended, but he bit his lip, not wanting to give the already conscious Guy any second thoughts.
“This might hurt a bit…” And with that, Guy slid into him.
Luke lurched, groping blindly and coming back with a pillow, clutching it to his chest, eyes wide. Yes, that did feel very strange, thank you, and yes, it hurt. A second later, he caught his breath and noticed that Guy was leaning over him, chest against his shoulderblades, whispering into his ear and stroking his hair back from his face. “Luke, we don’t have to-”
“I’m okay.” Luke’s words shook, and he cursed, swallowing and trying again. “I’m fine. Keep going. It only hurts a little bit, I’ll get used to it.” And he would; already, it wasn’t nearly as intrusive a feeling as it had been seconds ago.
Guy, unsure, began a gentle rocking motion that tested Luke’s patience.
“Guy, I’m not made of glass. I refuse to believe that two men having sex would be like this, because it wouldn’t be as popular as it is if it didn’t feel great, so hurry up and make it feel great already!”
Guy couldn’t help but laugh. “That sounds like the old Luke.” And he thrust pointedly into him.
Luke gasped, stars flashing in front of his eyes; he had no idea what the hell just happened, but whatever it was had felt absolutely incredible, and he saw fit to tell Guy that. “A-again!”
It was with that command that they settled into a rough thrust pattern, and Guy’s chest heaved against Luke’s back and one of his hands had covered Luke’s, their fingers laced together, clenching into a single fist atop the mattress. Luke hissed, “Guy,” out through gritted teeth, and Guy panted next to his ear, “Luke.” When Guy reached around to his front to stroke him, Luke flung his head back with a strangled curse, and Guy kissed his cheek. How strange. Sex with Guy was no longer uncomfortable, either physically and emotionally, and suddenly a repeat performance sounded extremely appealing. A strange feeling began creeping up from just below his stomach, clenching his insides, and Luke’s free hand lifted to grip Guy’s hair.
“Guy,” he muttered lowly, “Guy-“
Apparently Guy knew what that meant, for one particularly hard thrust soon followed and quite suddenly Luke found himself screaming out Guy’s name, fingers yanking on Guy’s hair, and his entire body shook and Guy was shuddering too; the pain in his shoulder didn’t register until later, when he was collapsed on the bed, one of Guy’s arms wrapped around his waist and one of Guy’s legs curling around his own. In a haze, Luke brought their intertwined hands to his chest; his heart was pounding, and it seemed difficult to catch his breath, but oh he felt so terrific that he grinned. Guy had bit his shoulder, but who the hell cared? “Ah ha haaa,” he panted out, laughing breathlessly. “That was awesome.”
“You liked it?” Guy kissed the shoulder wound apologetically, and Luke felt him extract himself from inside of him.
“Hell yeah. That was great.” Attempting to slow his trembling, Luke released his deathlike grip on Guy’s fingers and rolled over, draping an arm over Guy’s side and touching their foreheads together. “How are you feeling?”
“Absolutely amazing.”
Luke laughed again. “You’re going to have to start drinking lust potions more often.”
Guy fell silent, and he wordlessly ran a hand down Luke’s arm.
“Hey.” Luke recognized Guy’s tactics of clamming up when he was worried, and put a hand to Guy’s cheek. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“…what if…” Guy licked his lips. “What if I said I wanted…I wanted to do this again with you?”
“I’d say you’d have to be crazy not to.”
“What if I said…that…the next time we did, I…I’d want it to be as lovers.” Guy’s eyes drifted to the bottom left, pointedly avoiding Luke’s. “What if I said that I don’t want to do it again unless it’s as lovers?”
Luke chewed on the inside of his cheek. “Guy, I…don’t really know how this works. I mean…I know how relationships work, I guess, but I’m really…not good with them. In case you haven’t noticed,” he added jokingly, and was rewarded with a small smile. He fell silent for a moment, and then properly addressed Guy’s question. “I’d say that it’s worth a shot.” Guy looked at him then, and the hopeful expression on his face, the light in his eyes made something within Luke twist, but not unpleasantly. “I’ll screw up, Guy, you know I will.”
“Of course you will.”
Luke scowled and smacked Guy’s shoulder when he laughed. “Asshole.”
Guy snuggled up soundly next to Luke, tucking his face into the curve of his neck and shoulder, unable to stop the deliriously happy grin from spreading across his face. “Luke, thanks.” A hand lifted to his hair, and he wrapped his arms around Luke’s shoulders and squeezed, pressing his face into Luke’s shoulder and smothering a giggle.
“It was my pleasure.”