Fic: After All
Ugh, I'm so tired. I stayed up intil 5am with my soulmate
raineishida making her a header for her LJ, wresting with ideas and different Shippuuden images. I like how it came out, though. I'll be putting it up for her later today. It's up now, and tweaked to her specs. You should see. OMGbright...
So, I entirely blame soli of
soliandxpyne for the fact that TWO pron bunnies totally attacked my brain last night. I also blame
eyesofshinigami for suggesting 'Wake up Heart' to begin with. One will likely be done by Vday (how romantic... kinky sex...) and the other... well.
In the middle of the night at some point, a rather hot smut idea morphed into... this. O_O Read at your own risk.
I think similar has been done before.. but... well, I don't remember. This is just how it wanted to be written. O__O *feels like a creep* What's with me lately, seriously? O___O I mean, I'm usually a sap and fluff writer... but then I wrote char death for Death Note and I've gone downhill since...
Title: After All
Pairing: SanzoGoku
Rating: Hard R, nondescriptive sex but disturbing themes.
Summary: "Gods, he knew he shouldn’t do this, stealing away into the dark bed in the middle of the night."
Words: 421
Gods, he knew he shouldn’t do this, stealing away into the dark bed in the middle of the night. More and more often these days he caved to his desires -- those eyes, that smile, the way lithe muscles shifted -- forfeiting his every belief for a short few moments of ecstasy.
Slowly at first, tasting every inch of golden skin exposed, pulling the clothing off to the soft mewls of his partner. Peppered kisses across lightly rounded cheeks and up the angular jaw. Breaths began accelerating by the time he reached the ear -- teeth grazing skin, fingers tangled in messy brown hair -- body firmly pressed fully against the one beneath him.
Preparation wasn’t needed anymore, the body beneath him knowing his as well as itself. But still he went slowly, pressing deeper to the hitched breathing of his partner -- so slow it burnt, it ached, it drove them mad -- feeling completion that he refused to acknowledge. But it didn’t last for long, no, it never did. Restraint was slowly chipped away by the heat below him, the legs that automatically wrapped around his hips, the feel of skin sliding against his own.
Euphoria drove him as he moved faster, frenzied desire in his every sinuous movement. Low moans, quieter than one might expect left his partner’s mouth. Golden neck stretched back, begging to be tasted and bitten, marks left that would be gone -- they always were, no matter how dark he made them, no matter how much or little he wanted them to stay -- come morning. Faster now, breath coming in ragged exhalations as movements became less precise, more uncontrolled.
He moaned as he thrust in as deeply as he could go, climax upending his usual paradigm of control -- gods if anyone could see him in that moment, eyes bright and wild, skin flushed, and hair clinging to his face -- and shattering any façade he might have tried to hold. His partner arched back off the bed, still unusually quiet in his needy keen, the sound something of a whine and his lover’s name all rolled into one.
And Sanzo collapsed -- spent, sated, so utterly relaxed for just one moment -- uncaring of the mess that smeared between their bodies or the way his partner didn’t move. When Sanzo pushed back to extract himself, he shook his head to see Goku’s sleeping face. But it didn’t bother him.
Goku could sleep through anything. -- He hadn’t woken yet, after all. --
raineishida making her a header for her LJ, wresting with ideas and different Shippuuden images. I like how it came out, though. I'll be putting it up for her later today. It's up now, and tweaked to her specs. You should see. OMGbright...
So, I entirely blame soli of
soliandxpyne for the fact that TWO pron bunnies totally attacked my brain last night. I also blame
eyesofshinigami for suggesting 'Wake up Heart' to begin with. One will likely be done by Vday (how romantic... kinky sex...) and the other... well.
In the middle of the night at some point, a rather hot smut idea morphed into... this. O_O Read at your own risk.
I think similar has been done before.. but... well, I don't remember. This is just how it wanted to be written. O__O *feels like a creep* What's with me lately, seriously? O___O I mean, I'm usually a sap and fluff writer... but then I wrote char death for Death Note and I've gone downhill since...
Title: After All
Pairing: SanzoGoku
Rating: Hard R, nondescriptive sex but disturbing themes.
Summary: "Gods, he knew he shouldn’t do this, stealing away into the dark bed in the middle of the night."
Words: 421
Gods, he knew he shouldn’t do this, stealing away into the dark bed in the middle of the night. More and more often these days he caved to his desires -- those eyes, that smile, the way lithe muscles shifted -- forfeiting his every belief for a short few moments of ecstasy.
Slowly at first, tasting every inch of golden skin exposed, pulling the clothing off to the soft mewls of his partner. Peppered kisses across lightly rounded cheeks and up the angular jaw. Breaths began accelerating by the time he reached the ear -- teeth grazing skin, fingers tangled in messy brown hair -- body firmly pressed fully against the one beneath him.
Preparation wasn’t needed anymore, the body beneath him knowing his as well as itself. But still he went slowly, pressing deeper to the hitched breathing of his partner -- so slow it burnt, it ached, it drove them mad -- feeling completion that he refused to acknowledge. But it didn’t last for long, no, it never did. Restraint was slowly chipped away by the heat below him, the legs that automatically wrapped around his hips, the feel of skin sliding against his own.
Euphoria drove him as he moved faster, frenzied desire in his every sinuous movement. Low moans, quieter than one might expect left his partner’s mouth. Golden neck stretched back, begging to be tasted and bitten, marks left that would be gone -- they always were, no matter how dark he made them, no matter how much or little he wanted them to stay -- come morning. Faster now, breath coming in ragged exhalations as movements became less precise, more uncontrolled.
He moaned as he thrust in as deeply as he could go, climax upending his usual paradigm of control -- gods if anyone could see him in that moment, eyes bright and wild, skin flushed, and hair clinging to his face -- and shattering any façade he might have tried to hold. His partner arched back off the bed, still unusually quiet in his needy keen, the sound something of a whine and his lover’s name all rolled into one.
And Sanzo collapsed -- spent, sated, so utterly relaxed for just one moment -- uncaring of the mess that smeared between their bodies or the way his partner didn’t move. When Sanzo pushed back to extract himself, he shook his head to see Goku’s sleeping face. But it didn’t bother him.
Goku could sleep through anything. -- He hadn’t woken yet, after all. --