young!Saren/Sparatus - And It's Time That You Love - 1/?
anonymous
May 10 2014, 23:34:31 UTC
So, I succumbed to temptation and started writing a young!Saren/Sparatus fill for this. This is looking like it's going to be a bit of a slow burn, so I hope you'll bear with me while I build towards the requested smut
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Re: young!Saren/Sparatus - And It's Time That You Love - 2a/?
anonymous
May 12 2014, 03:58:40 UTC
Saren was sprawled lazily across the couch, his spurs hooked over one arm, when Sparatus returned to the apartment with a pair of take-out cartons. To Sparatus's great relief, he'd remembered to take his armor off; a quick look around the apartment revealed the white ceramic plates stacked on top of Saren’s neatly-folded thermals in the laundry room, and not so much as a drop of water on the floor. It shouldn't have surprised him; Saren was a Cabal soldier, of course he was neat and meticulous even when he was running ragged with grief
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I don't think I could write this and NOT try to explore Saren's emotions. Between his personality as of ME1, and all the biotic stigma in turian society, I just can't fathom writing smut for him without some character development, too.
Which is how it should be done. I've always though he was a bit different before indoctrination. Plus at the end of the FCQ, he was only 18, still just a kid so he'd be pretty fucked in the head over Desolas. Just......Dude take your time with this thing because it's already so beautiful.
young!Saren/Sparatus - And It's Time That You Love - 3a/?
anonymous
May 14 2014, 04:17:02 UTC
It was, Sparatus later decided, a worthy death for an old, half-empty bottle of horosk. It had served its purpose; any decent turian would agree that there was no better end than that. Not that any decent turian would have openly admitted to drunkenly pondering the virtues of an empty bottle of alcohol while a much younger - and painfully attractive - male slept on their shoulder. Permissive society or not, some things you just didn't admit to if you wanted to maintain the appearance of being a good, responsible turian
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young!Saren/Sparatus - And It's Time That You Love - 3b/?
anonymous
May 14 2014, 04:21:41 UTC
He was tempted; it burned like acid in his gut, tasted like bile in the back of his throat and on his tongue, but he was tempted all the same. A fever heat was building just under his skin, pooling in his groin, even if his mind turned to static when he remembered that it was a male - no, it was Saren - straddling him and grinding against him. Sparatus had never looked at male turians that way before, though the rest of his species wouldn't have given a damn if he had; Saren was just something else entirely.
No, this had to stop before it went too far.
Saren made a small whine of protest when Sparatus planted his hands on the biotic's shoulders and shoved. He felt a brief surge of pride when he actually managed to push Saren off of him, though he was a few decades older and more than a little out of shape, and so hard that it hurt"What are you-" Saren said, his subharmonics fuzzy with lust. He leaned back against the arm of the couch that he'd fallen against, getting his bearings. "I thought
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young!Saren/Sparatus - And It's Time That You Love - 4b/?
anonymous
May 15 2014, 02:53:56 UTC
Saren lunged to his feet, spitting blue; it looked like he had been hit, after all. He curled his fist, and Sparatus could nearly see the biotic power uncoiling down his arm as nerves fired and muscles contracted in just the right sequence. Heat coiled in Sparatus's belly; Saren's perfect control was achingly beautiful, almost erotic, even when he was fighting for his life against a blood-mad krogan. The scintillating halo of dark energy that burst from Saren's arm slammed into the krogan's face, and the shifting mass effect fields practically tore its head apart in a welter of orange gore
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Just......Dude take your time with this thing because it's already so beautiful.
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No, this had to stop before it went too far.
Saren made a small whine of protest when Sparatus planted his hands on the biotic's shoulders and shoved. He felt a brief surge of pride when he actually managed to push Saren off of him, though he was a few decades older and more than a little out of shape, and so hard that it hurt"What are you-" Saren said, his subharmonics fuzzy with lust. He leaned back against the arm of the couch that he'd fallen against, getting his bearings. "I thought ( ... )
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Ha ha, so awesome! Love the tease, A!A!
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