Final Fantasy VI.Theme 13; Kiss. Fever.
Title: Fever
Author/Authoress: shaded_mazoku
Disclaimer: Not mine at all. They’re Squeenix’. I just borrow them.
Theme/Challenge: #013: Kiss
Fandom: Final Fantasy.
Pairing: Leo/Kefka.
Rating: R-ish.
Notes: Apologies for my recent, and future, absence. I'm on holiday.
Kefka is always warm, like he has a fever, though he claims to be chilled himself. Cid says it’s the Esper infusions in his blood that does it. But Cid says a lot of things, and neither Kefka nor Leo listens. Kefka doesn’t care, anymore, and Leo is too busy keeping an eye on his lover.
Some parts of him are warmer than others, though. His fingertips, as an example.
His lips are the warmest, though. Leo notices that the first night after the infusions, as Kefka shivers in his arms all night. Even while he complains that he is freezing, his lips feel hot against Leo’s neck, like a hot water bottle or the outside of the metal palace in the sun.
And when Kefka kisses him, the heat from his lips seems to spread through Leo’s body and all the way to his toes. Leo knows it’s just his imagination, but it doesn’t stop him from using it as an excuse to kiss Kefka often as he can in private. Not that he needs an excuse; Kefka enjoys his kisses as much as ever, if not more.
Kefka is a passionate kisser, eager and demanding, like in most other things. This is one area where Leo doesn’t mind giving into his demands, though. Their relationship is strained; by Kefka’s insanity and by their opposing views on the world and on the people in it, but when they’re kissing, they can forget this and just focus on the feverish passion between them, and the love that is still there, just hidden beneath madness and insecurities.
They both worry that it’ll get buried completely one day, but neither of them speaks of it, both too incapacitated by their nature, Kefka by madness and Leo by his sense of right and wrong. So they kiss, instead, and drown their worries in each other’s arms. Everything can be forgotten when safe in strong, secure arms, kissed by lips that leave warmth on the skin for a long time after they’ve gone away, like a lingering fever.
Author/Authoress: shaded_mazoku
Disclaimer: Not mine at all. They’re Squeenix’. I just borrow them.
Theme/Challenge: #013: Kiss
Fandom: Final Fantasy.
Pairing: Leo/Kefka.
Rating: R-ish.
Notes: Apologies for my recent, and future, absence. I'm on holiday.
Kefka is always warm, like he has a fever, though he claims to be chilled himself. Cid says it’s the Esper infusions in his blood that does it. But Cid says a lot of things, and neither Kefka nor Leo listens. Kefka doesn’t care, anymore, and Leo is too busy keeping an eye on his lover.
Some parts of him are warmer than others, though. His fingertips, as an example.
His lips are the warmest, though. Leo notices that the first night after the infusions, as Kefka shivers in his arms all night. Even while he complains that he is freezing, his lips feel hot against Leo’s neck, like a hot water bottle or the outside of the metal palace in the sun.
And when Kefka kisses him, the heat from his lips seems to spread through Leo’s body and all the way to his toes. Leo knows it’s just his imagination, but it doesn’t stop him from using it as an excuse to kiss Kefka often as he can in private. Not that he needs an excuse; Kefka enjoys his kisses as much as ever, if not more.
Kefka is a passionate kisser, eager and demanding, like in most other things. This is one area where Leo doesn’t mind giving into his demands, though. Their relationship is strained; by Kefka’s insanity and by their opposing views on the world and on the people in it, but when they’re kissing, they can forget this and just focus on the feverish passion between them, and the love that is still there, just hidden beneath madness and insecurities.
They both worry that it’ll get buried completely one day, but neither of them speaks of it, both too incapacitated by their nature, Kefka by madness and Leo by his sense of right and wrong. So they kiss, instead, and drown their worries in each other’s arms. Everything can be forgotten when safe in strong, secure arms, kissed by lips that leave warmth on the skin for a long time after they’ve gone away, like a lingering fever.