Animamundi - [Georik/Germant] - That's Golden!

Apr 05, 2009 17:34

Porn-off fic requested by wedlock. Originally posted here.

Title: That's Golden!
Pairing: Georik/Germant


Now, was the hard part. Georik leaned back with a frustrated sigh. He needed at least a cup of, well, himself to make the unearthly creature that would serve as Lilith's body. It was a distasteful thought, but what better to give birth to life than the seed of it itself.

He closed his eyes, cupping himself as he felt along his softened length. Fantasy would be easiest. No need to sully himself with another's hands as long as he could imagine...

His long fingers skimmed the length. There was plenty to imagine. The court was full of fair ladies and as much as he hated the thought of sullying their purity with his thoughts, Lilith was all the more important. Fair hands grasping fans and exposed necklines provided fodder enough for his fantasies and Georik let out a soft sigh as he felt himself come to attention beneath the stoic grace of his touch.

A turn of a heel, the sight of a well-shaped ankle just visible beneath a rustling pile of skirts made him increase the pace and ah, he was closer now, wasn't he? So lost in the sensation that he didn't even sense the eyes watching him until a clatter of instruments broke his concentration.

He whirled around, fingers leaving his skin in search of a proper sword when he caught sight of his voyeur.

"G- Germant!?" he blanched, reaching to cover himself up.

The scientist was a bit flushed-- how long had he been watching? And, for that matter, how on earth had he gotten in in the first place? --long fingers to his lips.

"Oh, my, I didn't mean to interrupt... I just didn't want to say anything until you were finished..."

"Well-- I believe I am... Quite so, now," Georik cough, all but tucking the length of his coat over his quickly cooling skin. He couldn't believe he'd been so foolish and now what Germant might think...

Germant hummed softly beneath his breath, looking almost disconcerted at the fact that he'd disturbed the other now, "But, you're not, right?" He stepped around the table to pick up the vial.

He offered Georik a smile, "We have to fill this up, right?"

Georik couldn't find the words for a few seconds, staring at Germant in abject confusion mingled with some unstated horror.

"For the gold!" Germant continued, cheerily.

"The... gold?"

Oh, saints in heaven. Germant simply could not be serious, right? Georik straightened a bit, hand slipping from covering his cock.

"The gold! That's what this is for, right?" Germant beamed, tapping the vial against his cheek.

... Saints in heaven. He was.

animamundi: germant, animamundi: georik, series: animamundi

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