Epilogue IV (Wish-verse)

Nov 28, 2006 00:11

Title: Epilogue IV (Wish-verse)
Author: alliterationhor
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Spoilers: nope.
Rating: la la la, PORN!
Author's note: yet again, part of the Wish-verse.
Comments/concrit appreciated.



Epilogue IV

“Kuro-pii!!”

It had been two months since they had seen each other, and now Fai was running toward him with those long arms in the air and a stupid, happy grin on his face.

Kurogane would never admit it, but he had missed the idiotic nick-names.

Fai sprang on him and swung him around, kissing him soundly on the mouth.

“Hey,” Kurogane said. He ignored the ache in his muscles as Fai hung off him as if the man had no muscle strength of his own.

“Hi!” Fai returned, enthusiastically, and kissed him again.

“Do you have to do that in public?” Kurogane muttered. He did not have to look around to know they were being stared at. It was an occurrence he was getting used to, when he was around Fai; even without his effulgent personality, the magician would draw stares from the people around him. Kurogane really did not mind it too much, but he would rather not have members of his Guard see him kissing another member of the Guard.

“Hm?”

Kurogane caught the hand that was subtly wandering toward his ass. “We’re in public.”

Fai grinned, sexy and mischievous. “I think I have shown marvelous restraint, actually.” He leaned close to whisper, confidentially, “What I really want to do is throw you down and ravish you right here.”

“So I suppose this means you’re not still mad at me?”

Fai pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes at the ninja, as if he had just remembered that they had parted on less than amicable terms.

“You are still mad at me,” Kurogane surmised.

“Later.” Fai said, waving a dismissive hand. “Bedroom, now.”

Kurogane sighed. “I like that idea.”

Fai waved to Tomoyo as he started to drag the ninja away. “Welcome back, Tomoyo-chan!”

“Take good care of him, Fai-san.” she called, waving in return.

“I will!”

* * *

Fai eagerly helped the ninja shed his clothes, and Kurogane collapsed gratefully onto the bed and closed his eyes. Fai undressed in record time and climbed on top of him.

“Hey.” Fai poked him in the shoulder. “Are you sleeping?”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“I’m tired.”

“I am horny.”

Kurogane yawned, but did not open his eyes. “Sorry.”

“We have not seen each other for two months-and you want to sleep?” Fai asked, incredulously.

Kurogane did not answer.

Fai grumbled and heaved over onto his side, facing away from the ninja.

* * *

Kurogane groaned as he sat up. He was so damn tired, but he could not fall asleep. He was too tired, too achy, too wound up to relax. He rubbed the back of his neck with a tired hand.

“Is something the matter?” Fai asked from the other side of the bed, still a touch of petulance in his voice.

“Can’t sleep.”

“Hm.” Fai sat up behind him and ran his hands over the ninja’s back. “No wonder you cannot sleep. You have a knot the size of New Zealand back here.”

Kurogane only grunted in response. Fai sighed and kissed the tanned, muscled shoulder.

“Stay here,” he ordered.

Fai went to his room and retrieved a bottle, then returned to Kurogane’s room and sat behind him again. He cupped his hand against the broad back and dripped some oil into his hand.

Kurogane stirred sleepily. “What are you doing?”

“I am going to give you a massage.”

“Okay,” Kurogane agreed, too tired to protest or argue about what else Fai might have in mind with the oil.

Fai’s hands started at his shoulders, pressing deep and hard against the tight muscles. Kurogane groaned deeply and his head fell forward.

“That feels good.”

“So,” Fai began conversationally. “You were only supposed to be gone one month, not two.”

Kurogane sighed, rolling his neck slowly as he explained, “The ‘friendly negotiation’ turned out to be not so friendly. Tomoyo really wanted to reach a compromise with that king, but they couldn’t find terms both of them could accept. And he got a bit forceful.”

Fai smiled small, knowing smile. “And I am sure my Kuro-tan got a bit forceful in return.”

“Mm. On the way home we got information that the king had set an ambush on the road we were going to travel.”

“And naturally, Kuro-myu wanted to go that way anyway, so that he could have fun beating up anyone who tried an ambush.”

“But Tomoyo insisted that we take the long road home. That king sent assassins after us. They attacked almost every night for two weeks.”

“It is no wonder you are so tense, then.” Fai sighed. “If you had let me come with you-”

“You know it was not because I didn’t want you to come with me.”

“I know.”

“You’re still recovering. It would have been too much stress for you. I want you healthy more than I want to be selfish.”

“Sweet.” Fai leaned over and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. “And annoying.”

Kurogane chuckled.

“But you do not have to take care of me anymore.” Fai assured him, “I can take care of myself. I could have taken care of you if you had let me come along, then you would not be so tired and so tense right now.”

“I needed you here. Gareth’s on his honeymoon with Jalen, and there was no one else I trusted enough to look after the security of the palace.”

“Mm.” Fai made a face, a mixture of annoyance and pride. “That was a nice touch, I admit that. It is not exactly as though I could refuse when you ask something so important of me. And it did keep me occupied.” He added flippantly, “I hardly had time to miss you.”

Kurogane knew that was a lie; Fai had missed him just as much as he had missed the annoying wizard. He also knew that they both knew it was a lie, so he did not bother to argue it. “Hmph.”

Fai’s hands worked for a few more minutes, kneading out the tension in the broad back. “Pants off,” he commanded. “Lay down on your stomach.”

Kurogane obeyed without hesitation. It did not escape the wizard’s notice that Kurogane was getting hard.

Fai knelt with his knees on either side of the ninja’s thighs, keeping most of his weight carefully off the body below him. His hands pressed hard, searching for any tension he might have missed. Satisfied that he had done a thorough job, he leaned back and let his hands trail down the smooth curve of spine to the hard muscles of Kurogane’s arse.

Kurogane made a muffled noise and humped his hips into the mattress.

Fai grinned and leaned down again, this time letting the hardness at the front of his pants push against the other man’s ass; Kurogane pushed back against him. Fai grinned even more.

“Kuro-chan ...?”

“Mm?”

“Would you like me to fuck you?”

“Please yes ...”

“Are you sure?” Fai traced a teasing fingertip down the long curve of spine, over the bumps of vertebrae. “You were awfully cranky when I wanted to have sex before ...”

“Fucking do it.”

Fai laid a stinging slap on the ninja’s ass. “Naughty language.”

Kurogane growled, “Fuck you.”

Fai slapped again. “Talking back.”

Another slap, the sharp sound of skin meeting skin ringing in the small room.

“What was that for?!”

“Leaving me alone for two months.” Fai ran his palm lightly over the reddening skin. He murmured, “It was terrible.”

Another slap, this time to the other cheek.

“And that one?” Kurogane inquired. He was somewhat resigned to his fate; Fai was in a mood to play a little and he had learned that usually had very interesting and very pleasurable results if he went along with it, at least for awhile.

Fai smirked. “Because I wanted to.”

“Bastard.”

Slap.

“Because your ass looks so pretty, all rosy and red.”

Fai rubbed the red cheeks, soothing the sting. Then he dripped some more oil onto the broad, tanned back below him and massaged it in with his hands again, making sure the muscles were still relaxed. He smeared some more oil onto his hands and kneaded it onto Kurogane’s arse and the backs of his thighs.

With a low groan, Kurogane spread his thighs apart a little more; waiting.

Fai placed a light kiss to the back of his shoulder, running his hands down the ninja’s back as he slowly kissed his way down Kurogane’s spine. He pressed his lips to the small of the other man’s back, and a little lower, and paused.

A long exhale of a whisper above him, “... please ...!”

Fai grinned and moved even lower. Kurogane bent one knee without prompting, giving the magician easier access. Fai stuck his tongue out and flicked the tip over the ring of sensitive muscle; Kurogane groaned deeply and clutched at the pillow. Fai’s tongue pressed a little more, and licked.

“Oh fuck!” Kurogane moaned, desperate and raw. “Don’t stop!”

Kurogane loved this to a truly sinful degree, Fai knew. Fai loved doing this to Kurogane because of how much the other man enjoyed it. This was the only time when Kurogane would completely lose control, abandon all pretenses of dignity and pride. This was the only time when Kurogane was completely at his mercy. This was the only time, when Fai’s tongue was between his cheeks, that he could have Kurogane making those little broken whimper-cries with every breath, almost sobbing in pleasure, begging him for more please never stop.

Fai pushed two fingers inside easily. A loud, gasping grunt noise came from Kurogane’s throat. His hips pushed back eagerly onto the fingers, squirming with impatience. Fai pulled himself up and laid down over the ninja’s back, the underside of his cock fitting between the other man’s cheeks.

Kurogane made a small, pleading sound and pushed back against him.

“I think ...” Fai murmured, teasing and sweet, “you need to get laid, Kuro-kitten.”

“Fuck me already.”

“Are you going to be helpful?”

Kurogane growled, “No.”

Fai laughed and dropped a kiss on the back of his neck. “I did not think so.”

“Fuck me,” Kurogane demanded again.

Fai moved his hips back, positioned his cock, and entered with one smooth, deep thrust.

“Yes,” Kurogane hissed. “Fuck me. Come on!”

Fai murmured something unintelligible. He pulled out, pushed back in; continuing to thrust slow and deep and steady, setting a leisurely rhythm.

“Harder.”

“Slower.”

Kurogane growled. Fai wrapped his arms underneath the ninja’s arms and bent his elbows so that his hands were holding onto Kurogane’s shoulders. He still marveled at the way their two bodies fit together perfectly. Kurogane gave up, pressed the side of his face to the mattress, and breathed hot, harsh breaths over the back of a pale hand.

Fai continued to fuck him slowly, so slowly, murmuring nonsense into his ear. Kurogane cursed occasionally, but did not put up a fight.

Sweat was thick on their skins, their bodies burning. The air was hot and reeking of sex. The small room was quiet except for panted breath and the obscene soundtrack of slick skins coming together and parting with a slippery sound.

“How do you want to come?” Fai whispered into his ear.

“Now.”

Fai did not even have the energy to chuckle. He tugged them over onto their sides, never losing the connection of their bodies. His fist closed tight and pumped fast, while his hips continued their leisurely pace.

Kurogane growled in appreciation and his hips arched back into the thrusts, arched forward into Fai’s hand. One of his hands found Fai’s unoccupied hand, which was splayed against his chest, and their hands joined. Fai moaned as the larger hand squeezed his, and his hips began to rock faster, readying for release.

Kurogane shuddered and grunted and warmth spilled over Fai’s hand.

“I missed you,” Kurogane muttered, voice heavy with sleep.

The rhythm of Fai’s hips quickened and he came a moment later. He thrust his cock inside the tight heat of Kurogane’s body a few more times, his own body still trembling after his orgasm.

“I missed you too,” he returned, even though the dark-haired man was already asleep.

Fai stood up on somewhat shaky legs and pushed the ninja over onto his back (Kurogane was always a little more cranky than ususal when he had not slept on his back). Then he used a towel to wipe his hand and Kurogane’s stomach, folded the towel and laid it over the wet spot.

Fai climbed into the bed and pulled the covers over them and snuggled up contentedly against the ninja’s side.

“I am happy you are home,” he murmured, before he fell asleep.

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