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Title: Conquering Something
Genre: Semi PWP, humor
Pairing: JadexGuy
Rating: Totally NC-17
Summary: Sometimes these things require a bit of gentleness...
There was a muffled thud accompanied by some wild, high-pitched giggling before a fonon lamp located conveniently close to the doorway flickered on, sparked by the turning of a switch that struck a shard of flint, sparking a flame that coaxed a stone infused with fifth fonons into a healthy glow. Said lumination fell across two figures tangled in what seemed to be something very involved before the taller of the two shoved the smaller -and blonder- onto a nearby bed, wasting no time in stripping the jacket from what could now be identified as his shoulders.
"Take your sstupid glassiss off," the figure on the bed slurred, struggling with his vest, then shirt, followed by his belt and finally a pair of ridiculously close-fitting pants. His boots had been abandoned in the dark, at the doorway.
"You liked them well enough when I told you they were fontech," the taller gentleman remarked smugly, amusment adding a lilt to his tone as he somehow managed to look graceful and dignified while removing the remaining of his clothing with as much haste as was physically possible. The pale skin awash in a yellow-orange light that stretched over a lithe body looked like alabastor, and the man pinned the blonde flopped perpendicularly across the bed with his arms in order to engage him in another complicated-looking kiss.
The blonde moaned into his mouth, reaching up and groping blindly at his partner's face until a slender hand slapped his fingers away, delicately removing the eyewear and setting it gently on the nightstand beside the bed. There was a wiggle of movement and suddenly the two were collapsed on the floor, Jade straddling Guy's waist and poking darkly at a bleeding lip. "Gailardia, I am praying that was not deliberate. I will not tolerate cold feet this far in the game."
"My feet issn't cold," Guy offered as he stared curiously at Jade's chest, as if the Closed Score were tattooed upon it, and reached up to drag his fingernails down Jade's sides.
Jade sighed, folding his arms to restrict Guy's teasing. "I am having the most unfortunate attack of conscience at the moment, Guy. Perhaps it would not be completely moral to sleep with a drunken, rebounding man."
"No iss fine," Guy insisted, tugging impatiently at Jade's arms to pull him forward and nibble on his earlobe.
"Had I known you were a biter, I would have told you no," Jade grumbled, but allowed Guy to nip his way down his neck, helpfully brushing his hair behind his shoulder.
"No, you'd still do it." The smirk Guy was giving him was decidedly devious, and another tally was added to Jade's tastefully short list of times he had been wrong. Without further ado, Jade pushed himself up, hands on either side of Guy's head, and used his knee to part Guy's legs.
"W-wait..." Guy's face was doubtful, and his fingers clutched Jade's forearms.
Jade raised an eyebrow and frowned. "The roles are not up for debate, Guy. Unless you are unsure you wish to proceed?"
"Don't we need stuff?"
Jade was experiencing many seldom-felt sensations, both physical and emotional; not only was sleeping with Guy turning out to be extremely satisfying, it was also apparently educational. "I assume you are referring to lubrication?" he chuckled.
"YEAH yeah that." Guy nodded firmly.
"I happen to have none on hand, as my expectations for my nightly activities most certainly did not include this. I doubt the inn provides, and unless you happen to have a bottle of Engave's finest lotion hidden somewhere within the nonexistant pockets of your pants, then I suggest we do without." Jade lifted Guy's leg and draped it over his shoulder, adjusting his hips slightly.
"Won't it hurt?"
Jade paused. "...yes, I suppose it will." And with that, he thrust into Guy.
The swordman tensed around and beneath Jade at once, clawing at his shoulders, eyes squeezing shut as he hissed. "Y-you didn't even prep!" he snapped, becoming more coherent with the introduction of pain, his face flushed and his fingernails digging tiny red half-moons into the skin of Jade's arms. "You're such an ass!"
Jade ignored him and concentrated on establishing a steady pace, Guy inhaling and exhaling through his teeth until Jade managed to brush against a particular spot, and then he groaned and begged for Jade to do it again. "Y'know," Guy panted, hands slipping on Jade's shoulders in a mixture of their sweat, "that kind of burns. You could...try being more g-GENTLE," his voice rose when Jade rolled his eyes and grasped his erection to stroke him in time with his thrusts. "Th-this isn't wh-what I exp-pected," Guy stammered out, eyes shut and brow furrowed, breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps that heaved his chest up and down.
"Did you want something sweet and caring?" Jade's words were clipped, as he was rather preoccupied.
"N-no-"
"Then do kindly shut up," Jade ground out, feeling the knot inside just above his groin tighten. Guy thankfully said nothing further, although that could have been due to the fact that somehow, when he flailed an arm in response to Jade rubbing his thumb over his tip he had grasped a pillow from the bed and pulled it over his face, screaming into it as he orgasmed. Not a moment later, Jade saw a flash of white and clung desperately to the feeling of euphoric weightlessness that followed. It was not very often he enjoyed the company of another person, with his reputation and disposition, but all too soon he was awake and breathing hard atop Guy, chin cradled within the curve of Guy's neck and shoulder.
He may have not started the day intending to have sex with Guy, but he was quite glad to have ended it that way.
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"Oh Score." Guy didn't bother opening his eyes, because the soreness he felt in a certain region could only be associated with one thing, and only two people in his group of companions met the qualifications. If it had been the one he was certain it had NOT been, then first of all, he would not be the one feeling sore, and second of all, he would not be chuckling sardonically from what sounded like across the room. "Jade."
"The one and only."
Guy flung his arm over his eyes. "Please don't sound like you just conquered a country."
"I conquered something."
Guy lifted his arm slightly to glare at Jade with a bloodshot eye. "This is never happening again. This was a...a one-time thing, an 'I was too drunk to care' thing, and it does not leave this room, understood?"
"You weren't nearly so forceful last night."
"Jade-!!"
"In fact, I believe that you were rather passive. Perhaps it is lucky that it was me after all; had it been Luke, like you no doubt originally planned it to be, then both of you could have very well stood around asking for 'stuff' the entire night."
"...I hate you."
Genre: Semi PWP, humor
Pairing: JadexGuy
Rating: Totally NC-17
Summary: Sometimes these things require a bit of gentleness...
There was a muffled thud accompanied by some wild, high-pitched giggling before a fonon lamp located conveniently close to the doorway flickered on, sparked by the turning of a switch that struck a shard of flint, sparking a flame that coaxed a stone infused with fifth fonons into a healthy glow. Said lumination fell across two figures tangled in what seemed to be something very involved before the taller of the two shoved the smaller -and blonder- onto a nearby bed, wasting no time in stripping the jacket from what could now be identified as his shoulders.
"Take your sstupid glassiss off," the figure on the bed slurred, struggling with his vest, then shirt, followed by his belt and finally a pair of ridiculously close-fitting pants. His boots had been abandoned in the dark, at the doorway.
"You liked them well enough when I told you they were fontech," the taller gentleman remarked smugly, amusment adding a lilt to his tone as he somehow managed to look graceful and dignified while removing the remaining of his clothing with as much haste as was physically possible. The pale skin awash in a yellow-orange light that stretched over a lithe body looked like alabastor, and the man pinned the blonde flopped perpendicularly across the bed with his arms in order to engage him in another complicated-looking kiss.
The blonde moaned into his mouth, reaching up and groping blindly at his partner's face until a slender hand slapped his fingers away, delicately removing the eyewear and setting it gently on the nightstand beside the bed. There was a wiggle of movement and suddenly the two were collapsed on the floor, Jade straddling Guy's waist and poking darkly at a bleeding lip. "Gailardia, I am praying that was not deliberate. I will not tolerate cold feet this far in the game."
"My feet issn't cold," Guy offered as he stared curiously at Jade's chest, as if the Closed Score were tattooed upon it, and reached up to drag his fingernails down Jade's sides.
Jade sighed, folding his arms to restrict Guy's teasing. "I am having the most unfortunate attack of conscience at the moment, Guy. Perhaps it would not be completely moral to sleep with a drunken, rebounding man."
"No iss fine," Guy insisted, tugging impatiently at Jade's arms to pull him forward and nibble on his earlobe.
"Had I known you were a biter, I would have told you no," Jade grumbled, but allowed Guy to nip his way down his neck, helpfully brushing his hair behind his shoulder.
"No, you'd still do it." The smirk Guy was giving him was decidedly devious, and another tally was added to Jade's tastefully short list of times he had been wrong. Without further ado, Jade pushed himself up, hands on either side of Guy's head, and used his knee to part Guy's legs.
"W-wait..." Guy's face was doubtful, and his fingers clutched Jade's forearms.
Jade raised an eyebrow and frowned. "The roles are not up for debate, Guy. Unless you are unsure you wish to proceed?"
"Don't we need stuff?"
Jade was experiencing many seldom-felt sensations, both physical and emotional; not only was sleeping with Guy turning out to be extremely satisfying, it was also apparently educational. "I assume you are referring to lubrication?" he chuckled.
"YEAH yeah that." Guy nodded firmly.
"I happen to have none on hand, as my expectations for my nightly activities most certainly did not include this. I doubt the inn provides, and unless you happen to have a bottle of Engave's finest lotion hidden somewhere within the nonexistant pockets of your pants, then I suggest we do without." Jade lifted Guy's leg and draped it over his shoulder, adjusting his hips slightly.
"Won't it hurt?"
Jade paused. "...yes, I suppose it will." And with that, he thrust into Guy.
The swordman tensed around and beneath Jade at once, clawing at his shoulders, eyes squeezing shut as he hissed. "Y-you didn't even prep!" he snapped, becoming more coherent with the introduction of pain, his face flushed and his fingernails digging tiny red half-moons into the skin of Jade's arms. "You're such an ass!"
Jade ignored him and concentrated on establishing a steady pace, Guy inhaling and exhaling through his teeth until Jade managed to brush against a particular spot, and then he groaned and begged for Jade to do it again. "Y'know," Guy panted, hands slipping on Jade's shoulders in a mixture of their sweat, "that kind of burns. You could...try being more g-GENTLE," his voice rose when Jade rolled his eyes and grasped his erection to stroke him in time with his thrusts. "Th-this isn't wh-what I exp-pected," Guy stammered out, eyes shut and brow furrowed, breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps that heaved his chest up and down.
"Did you want something sweet and caring?" Jade's words were clipped, as he was rather preoccupied.
"N-no-"
"Then do kindly shut up," Jade ground out, feeling the knot inside just above his groin tighten. Guy thankfully said nothing further, although that could have been due to the fact that somehow, when he flailed an arm in response to Jade rubbing his thumb over his tip he had grasped a pillow from the bed and pulled it over his face, screaming into it as he orgasmed. Not a moment later, Jade saw a flash of white and clung desperately to the feeling of euphoric weightlessness that followed. It was not very often he enjoyed the company of another person, with his reputation and disposition, but all too soon he was awake and breathing hard atop Guy, chin cradled within the curve of Guy's neck and shoulder.
He may have not started the day intending to have sex with Guy, but he was quite glad to have ended it that way.
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"Oh Score." Guy didn't bother opening his eyes, because the soreness he felt in a certain region could only be associated with one thing, and only two people in his group of companions met the qualifications. If it had been the one he was certain it had NOT been, then first of all, he would not be the one feeling sore, and second of all, he would not be chuckling sardonically from what sounded like across the room. "Jade."
"The one and only."
Guy flung his arm over his eyes. "Please don't sound like you just conquered a country."
"I conquered something."
Guy lifted his arm slightly to glare at Jade with a bloodshot eye. "This is never happening again. This was a...a one-time thing, an 'I was too drunk to care' thing, and it does not leave this room, understood?"
"You weren't nearly so forceful last night."
"Jade-!!"
"In fact, I believe that you were rather passive. Perhaps it is lucky that it was me after all; had it been Luke, like you no doubt originally planned it to be, then both of you could have very well stood around asking for 'stuff' the entire night."
"...I hate you."