[tb/x - seishirou/subaru, fuuma, kotori] lineage (1/?)
Linage
Chapter 1
By: White Rain
Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Babylon/X.
Genre: Drama would be the closest fit.
Characters/Pairings: in this part, Seishirou/Subaru, Kotori, Fuuma.
Word Count: 803
Rating: R for non graphic sex
Notes: An expansion of Lose Yourself. Normally, I attempt to write an entire fic before posting it, but I'm going to do something new this time.
Summary: Subaru was scared, but not enough to ask questions.
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Seishirou walked into the room, loosening his tie.
Subaru closed the book he was reading and set it down on the nightstand next to his bed, making sure not to make any noise as he did so. Then, he set his hands in his lap and faced Seishirou with lowered eyes.
"You're coming with me tomorrow."
Subaru was practiced enough not to show the surprise he felt. "Yes, Seishirou-san."
"Take off your clothes," Seishirou said in that playful tone of his that reminded Subaru of a cat. "You're not going to be needing them tonight."
-
"Stay here until I retrieve you," Seishirou said to Subaru as he dressed. "I'll have proper attire brought in here soon."
-
The clothing was largely silver to identify Subaru's role. Silver, not gold, which was for spouses. Silver, meaning he wasn't married to Seishirou; silver, meaning he was little more than a pet, a toy, a slave.
Subaru traced the green lining with the tip of his index finger. The fabric was softer than it looked. Undoubtedly, the green was the same exact shade as his eyes. He looked at all the jewelry he'd been given, with strict orders to wear every piece. Accents to signify he was favored.
There were no gloves. The marks on the top of his hands, neatly drawn stars, the crest of the Sakurazukamori nation, burned into his skin the day he was born, would be displayed freely.
There would be no question who he belonged to.
-
"What's wrong?"
Subaru and Seishirou were riding in the back of Seishirou's limo, toward the neighboring kingdom of Angel.
Subaru didn't look up from staring at the marks on his hands, fully aware doing so warranted punishment. "I've only been trained in one area, Seishirou-san. I don't know how to do anything else."
Seishirou ran his fingers down the side of Subaru's face in order to set them under Subaru's jaw and lift it up. Subaru was forced to look at Seishirou in the eyes. He felt trapped. "Do you think that I know what I'm doing?"
"Yes," Subaru said and it was the truth.
"Then don't worry." Seishirou pressed a kiss on top of Subaru's head, then more kisses down Subaru's temple. "If it helps," Seishirou said between the kisses, his voice laced with something that made Subaru shiver, "you'll spend most of the trip in bed."
Subaru relaxed.
-
Subaru did know how to walk a step behind Seishirou with his eyes fixed on the ground.
The jewelry felt heavy. Foreign eyes were on him. Seishirou navigated through this castle as if it were his own.
-
King Fuuma walked into the room Subaru had been ordered to stay in until further notice.
Subaru's entire body tensed.
"Look at me."
Subaru did and flushed slightly under the studying eyes.
Then he left the room.
-
Subaru was still as Seishirou nibbled under the earring Subaru's was wearing and unbuttoned his top.
"Did my brother say anything to you?"
Subaru arched his hips to allow his pants to be tugged off. The air felt cool on his bare skin. I didn't know you had a brother Subaru thought. He said, "I'm not sure."
Seishirou's pushed him down. His smile was dark. "You're not sure if the king of this nation talked to you?"
"Yes, he spoke to me." At the look on Seishirou's face, Subaru continued, "I was told to look at him."
Seishirou fiddled with a bracelet on Subaru's wrist. "Did you?"
"Yes."
Seishirou mounted Subaru and then he fucked him.
The jewelry was left on.
-
The next morning, Seishirou slowly slipped off all of the jewelry Subaru was wearing and fucked him long, and hard.
-
That night, after the evening meal, Seishirou was threading his fingers lazily through Subaru's hair, when the princess wandered in.
"There you are," she said to Subaru, delighted. Subaru instinctively backed up against Seishirou's chest. "I'm Kotori! Are you Sumeragi?"
"Subaru," Seishirou corrected.
"Okay," she said. "May I talk to him?"
"Perhaps, later," Seishirou said.
-
At dawn, Seishirou began to dress Subaru. His hands expertly worked the unfamiliar clothing into Subaru's body. He slid dozens of bracelets onto Subaru's arms and wrists. Much more than he usually wore in public, more than enough to restrict his movements considerably, which was the point.
Seishirou didn't trust him.
Seishirou snapped the silver necklace around Subaru's neck. It fit like a collar. "Behave," he said as he put green earrings on Subaru, "or I will beat you."
That was a given. That Seishirou saw fit to remind Subaru was the important part.
Finally, Seishirou pressed his thumb firmly in the middle of Subaru's forehead. The touch burned so much Subaru felt tears burn behind his eyes. This pain wasn't something Subaru was used to, Seishirou normally didn't see the need to bind Subaru's magic.
Subaru was scared, but not enough to ask questions.
-
None of Subaru's fears were realized. He knelt at Seishirou's feet the entire day. He listened to the conversations Seishirou engaged in, but understood nothing.
The next morning, they went home.
Chapter 1
By: White Rain
Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Babylon/X.
Genre: Drama would be the closest fit.
Characters/Pairings: in this part, Seishirou/Subaru, Kotori, Fuuma.
Word Count: 803
Rating: R for non graphic sex
Notes: An expansion of Lose Yourself. Normally, I attempt to write an entire fic before posting it, but I'm going to do something new this time.
Summary: Subaru was scared, but not enough to ask questions.
-
Seishirou walked into the room, loosening his tie.
Subaru closed the book he was reading and set it down on the nightstand next to his bed, making sure not to make any noise as he did so. Then, he set his hands in his lap and faced Seishirou with lowered eyes.
"You're coming with me tomorrow."
Subaru was practiced enough not to show the surprise he felt. "Yes, Seishirou-san."
"Take off your clothes," Seishirou said in that playful tone of his that reminded Subaru of a cat. "You're not going to be needing them tonight."
-
"Stay here until I retrieve you," Seishirou said to Subaru as he dressed. "I'll have proper attire brought in here soon."
-
The clothing was largely silver to identify Subaru's role. Silver, not gold, which was for spouses. Silver, meaning he wasn't married to Seishirou; silver, meaning he was little more than a pet, a toy, a slave.
Subaru traced the green lining with the tip of his index finger. The fabric was softer than it looked. Undoubtedly, the green was the same exact shade as his eyes. He looked at all the jewelry he'd been given, with strict orders to wear every piece. Accents to signify he was favored.
There were no gloves. The marks on the top of his hands, neatly drawn stars, the crest of the Sakurazukamori nation, burned into his skin the day he was born, would be displayed freely.
There would be no question who he belonged to.
-
"What's wrong?"
Subaru and Seishirou were riding in the back of Seishirou's limo, toward the neighboring kingdom of Angel.
Subaru didn't look up from staring at the marks on his hands, fully aware doing so warranted punishment. "I've only been trained in one area, Seishirou-san. I don't know how to do anything else."
Seishirou ran his fingers down the side of Subaru's face in order to set them under Subaru's jaw and lift it up. Subaru was forced to look at Seishirou in the eyes. He felt trapped. "Do you think that I know what I'm doing?"
"Yes," Subaru said and it was the truth.
"Then don't worry." Seishirou pressed a kiss on top of Subaru's head, then more kisses down Subaru's temple. "If it helps," Seishirou said between the kisses, his voice laced with something that made Subaru shiver, "you'll spend most of the trip in bed."
Subaru relaxed.
-
Subaru did know how to walk a step behind Seishirou with his eyes fixed on the ground.
The jewelry felt heavy. Foreign eyes were on him. Seishirou navigated through this castle as if it were his own.
-
King Fuuma walked into the room Subaru had been ordered to stay in until further notice.
Subaru's entire body tensed.
"Look at me."
Subaru did and flushed slightly under the studying eyes.
Then he left the room.
-
Subaru was still as Seishirou nibbled under the earring Subaru's was wearing and unbuttoned his top.
"Did my brother say anything to you?"
Subaru arched his hips to allow his pants to be tugged off. The air felt cool on his bare skin. I didn't know you had a brother Subaru thought. He said, "I'm not sure."
Seishirou's pushed him down. His smile was dark. "You're not sure if the king of this nation talked to you?"
"Yes, he spoke to me." At the look on Seishirou's face, Subaru continued, "I was told to look at him."
Seishirou fiddled with a bracelet on Subaru's wrist. "Did you?"
"Yes."
Seishirou mounted Subaru and then he fucked him.
The jewelry was left on.
-
The next morning, Seishirou slowly slipped off all of the jewelry Subaru was wearing and fucked him long, and hard.
-
That night, after the evening meal, Seishirou was threading his fingers lazily through Subaru's hair, when the princess wandered in.
"There you are," she said to Subaru, delighted. Subaru instinctively backed up against Seishirou's chest. "I'm Kotori! Are you Sumeragi?"
"Subaru," Seishirou corrected.
"Okay," she said. "May I talk to him?"
"Perhaps, later," Seishirou said.
-
At dawn, Seishirou began to dress Subaru. His hands expertly worked the unfamiliar clothing into Subaru's body. He slid dozens of bracelets onto Subaru's arms and wrists. Much more than he usually wore in public, more than enough to restrict his movements considerably, which was the point.
Seishirou didn't trust him.
Seishirou snapped the silver necklace around Subaru's neck. It fit like a collar. "Behave," he said as he put green earrings on Subaru, "or I will beat you."
That was a given. That Seishirou saw fit to remind Subaru was the important part.
Finally, Seishirou pressed his thumb firmly in the middle of Subaru's forehead. The touch burned so much Subaru felt tears burn behind his eyes. This pain wasn't something Subaru was used to, Seishirou normally didn't see the need to bind Subaru's magic.
Subaru was scared, but not enough to ask questions.
-
None of Subaru's fears were realized. He knelt at Seishirou's feet the entire day. He listened to the conversations Seishirou engaged in, but understood nothing.
The next morning, they went home.