ficlet!
Ohgod it's been a while. I am SO out of practice. Please forgive my missteps as I gradually get the rust scraped off.
Title: Where the Need Goes
Fandom: Trinity Blood
Characters: Abel/Lilith
Rating: R
Summary: Red Mars Era. The balance of Lilith shifts from Cain to Abel; Abel doesn't get it.
FIC ART (ficlet)
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It took longer than it should have for him to wonder.
The unformed wisp of thought had briefly troubled Abel when Lilith opened the door and slid into the chilly bed next to him, gloriously warm and smelling of sweet unfamiliar things. It continued to hover, vague and unimportant, as she licked delicately around his ear and lowered a hand between them to palm his scrotum. He ignored it for some time as his cock thickened with blood in her grasp and her nipples firmed beneath the soft pressure of his teeth. However, despite all distractions, the question that had been tickling the back of Abel’s brain did eventually become clear, and he found himself mumbling it into the damp darkness between her breasts.
She laughed at him, of course, a rich breathless musical laugh, and kissed him wetly before letting him ask it again.
“Why are you here?” Abel said.
“Why do you think I’m here?” she asked, palming his chest to push his back to the bed.
“Don't be like that,” he said, though he let himself be pushed. “You love Cain. He loves you. Why are you here?”
She shifted her weight forward, her knees nudging up against the sides of his ribs, and lowered her face to his to kiss him again. Her hair fell forward to pile around both of their shoulders in thick mahogany drifts. “Cain,” Lilith whispered, “doesn’t need me.”
“And I do?” Abel knew it was a ridiculous question; even as he asked it, he felt the tickle of her bush against the tip of his cock and his hips twitched. Lilith laughed again.
“You do,” she said, shifting again, and the heat of her sank down around his cock.
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Afterwards, tangled and content, Abel nuzzled his face absently against her chest and reached up to brush a long lock of Lilith’s hair away from a smear of his fluids on the inner curve of her hip.
“I still don’t understand,” he said.
Lilith didn’t answer for a long time. Her breath was even and slow, and he might have thought she'd fallen asleep but for the shine in her eyes as they reflected the faint light around the edges of the door. Abel felt her breathe, and smelled her scent mixed with the scent of their sex. He wondered, despite himself, what Cain was doing.
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Title: Where the Need Goes
Fandom: Trinity Blood
Characters: Abel/Lilith
Rating: R
Summary: Red Mars Era. The balance of Lilith shifts from Cain to Abel; Abel doesn't get it.
FIC ART (ficlet)
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It took longer than it should have for him to wonder.
The unformed wisp of thought had briefly troubled Abel when Lilith opened the door and slid into the chilly bed next to him, gloriously warm and smelling of sweet unfamiliar things. It continued to hover, vague and unimportant, as she licked delicately around his ear and lowered a hand between them to palm his scrotum. He ignored it for some time as his cock thickened with blood in her grasp and her nipples firmed beneath the soft pressure of his teeth. However, despite all distractions, the question that had been tickling the back of Abel’s brain did eventually become clear, and he found himself mumbling it into the damp darkness between her breasts.
She laughed at him, of course, a rich breathless musical laugh, and kissed him wetly before letting him ask it again.
“Why are you here?” Abel said.
“Why do you think I’m here?” she asked, palming his chest to push his back to the bed.
“Don't be like that,” he said, though he let himself be pushed. “You love Cain. He loves you. Why are you here?”
She shifted her weight forward, her knees nudging up against the sides of his ribs, and lowered her face to his to kiss him again. Her hair fell forward to pile around both of their shoulders in thick mahogany drifts. “Cain,” Lilith whispered, “doesn’t need me.”
“And I do?” Abel knew it was a ridiculous question; even as he asked it, he felt the tickle of her bush against the tip of his cock and his hips twitched. Lilith laughed again.
“You do,” she said, shifting again, and the heat of her sank down around his cock.
***
Afterwards, tangled and content, Abel nuzzled his face absently against her chest and reached up to brush a long lock of Lilith’s hair away from a smear of his fluids on the inner curve of her hip.
“I still don’t understand,” he said.
Lilith didn’t answer for a long time. Her breath was even and slow, and he might have thought she'd fallen asleep but for the shine in her eyes as they reflected the faint light around the edges of the door. Abel felt her breathe, and smelled her scent mixed with the scent of their sex. He wondered, despite himself, what Cain was doing.
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