Nations- Reprieve
Title: Reprieve
Fandom: FF7
Warning: The universe! And implied sex!
Note: I um, completely skipped the porn in this chapter. If enough people poke me I might actually write it. But, fluffy! And Outlands has some updates. And is about over to boot. Nations isn't anywhere near that pint yet. If it even has one...
It was times like these that the problems in the court came to a hold for a little while. Amethyst had finally stopped fretting, well distracted by the king, and the king wasn't concerned over his frustrations with the board of advisors. They, his Gems, were the only ones that could do that for the man, and he really saw no shame in the fact he was one of them.
When he'd still been royalty officially, he certainly hadn't had anyone that he could trust that far. He'd have been more concerned that the person or slave he was taking to bed was going to knife him on someone else's orders. Often, that someone else would have been a sibling of his, which made the prospect even more urgently in need to be avoided.
This king though, knew that they would not do that to him. How he weeded out those who would from those who would not he wasn't quite sure of. It might have had something to do with the glow of the man's eyes, but it was impossible to be certain since he'd never honestly seen him do magic.
He felt a faint tug on his hair, and turning his head to find the cause brought him eye to eye with Sapphire, who gave him a small smile. "You're thinking too hard right now Diamond."
The murmur was loud enough to catch, and he opened his mouth to reply before getting distracted by a sudden bout of laugher from off in the pillows. "That tickles!"
The king's quiet, not often heard laugh followed, and he leaned over the dark-haired slave that he tended to spend most of his time with. They'd quickly learned not to be jealous about it. "Yes, I know it does. Vincent?"
Leaning over, Ruby caught and pinned the flailing and giggling mess that Amethyst had sunk into. "Has he ever kicked you doing that?"
"Once or twice." Both blonds moved over to where the other three were, drawn by the obvious shared amusement, and it quickly became clear that the king was tormenting the man with his hair. It wasn't exactly something a man would expect to see a king doing.
"Ack! Tag teaming. So, so not fair." Amethyst was laughing still, his gaze bouncing between Ruby and the king as the crimson eyed man showed a bit of rarely observed humor and shook his head, making his hair tickle on bare skin as well.
That only seemed to increase the flailing, so he took it upon himself to join in the fray, hands catching and pinning an ankle so that he could tickle the bottom of a foot. "Why didn't I ever realize he was so ticklish?"
The king apparently didn't mind, merely shooting the blond an amused look before turning back to his doings. His visits never were the same from one time to the next. "Because you have to be creative for it to show itself Rufus. Cloud, get the other limb?"
The priest did as asked, not taking any liberties with the opportunity. Then again, he still was the shyest of them about certain things. If he'd believed they'd be in trouble, he was certain the king's attention would have shifted well before now, but the signs of temple training still showed themselves glaringly. He never had liked the stupid things. They took all the interesting quirks right out of people.
Amethyst, meanwhile, was finally starting to calm down, even under the continuing assault, little giggly laughs that escaped with his breaths subsiding into amused hums. The king switched tactics when he noticed, crouching over his naked slave, then leaned over to kiss Ruby.
He should have been expecting something like that from their king. He wouldn't neglect them. Just as they made sure that his mind was off of the stresses of day to day, he made sure to try and keep the four of them from feeling ignored. It didn't take long for the play to slide into foreplay, then into sex from there, one well pinned Amethyst staying caught on the bottom of the pile until the king returned his attention to him.
Best for last maybe? He doubted it. If he had his guess, he'd say that the king just liked to feel the man squirm. He'd done things like that himself when he still had rank, and even if the king didn't mean it that way… well, it certainly amused him for Amethyst to squirm.
When the king wasn't distracting him that is.
Fandom: FF7
Warning: The universe! And implied sex!
Note: I um, completely skipped the porn in this chapter. If enough people poke me I might actually write it. But, fluffy! And Outlands has some updates. And is about over to boot. Nations isn't anywhere near that pint yet. If it even has one...
It was times like these that the problems in the court came to a hold for a little while. Amethyst had finally stopped fretting, well distracted by the king, and the king wasn't concerned over his frustrations with the board of advisors. They, his Gems, were the only ones that could do that for the man, and he really saw no shame in the fact he was one of them.
When he'd still been royalty officially, he certainly hadn't had anyone that he could trust that far. He'd have been more concerned that the person or slave he was taking to bed was going to knife him on someone else's orders. Often, that someone else would have been a sibling of his, which made the prospect even more urgently in need to be avoided.
This king though, knew that they would not do that to him. How he weeded out those who would from those who would not he wasn't quite sure of. It might have had something to do with the glow of the man's eyes, but it was impossible to be certain since he'd never honestly seen him do magic.
He felt a faint tug on his hair, and turning his head to find the cause brought him eye to eye with Sapphire, who gave him a small smile. "You're thinking too hard right now Diamond."
The murmur was loud enough to catch, and he opened his mouth to reply before getting distracted by a sudden bout of laugher from off in the pillows. "That tickles!"
The king's quiet, not often heard laugh followed, and he leaned over the dark-haired slave that he tended to spend most of his time with. They'd quickly learned not to be jealous about it. "Yes, I know it does. Vincent?"
Leaning over, Ruby caught and pinned the flailing and giggling mess that Amethyst had sunk into. "Has he ever kicked you doing that?"
"Once or twice." Both blonds moved over to where the other three were, drawn by the obvious shared amusement, and it quickly became clear that the king was tormenting the man with his hair. It wasn't exactly something a man would expect to see a king doing.
"Ack! Tag teaming. So, so not fair." Amethyst was laughing still, his gaze bouncing between Ruby and the king as the crimson eyed man showed a bit of rarely observed humor and shook his head, making his hair tickle on bare skin as well.
That only seemed to increase the flailing, so he took it upon himself to join in the fray, hands catching and pinning an ankle so that he could tickle the bottom of a foot. "Why didn't I ever realize he was so ticklish?"
The king apparently didn't mind, merely shooting the blond an amused look before turning back to his doings. His visits never were the same from one time to the next. "Because you have to be creative for it to show itself Rufus. Cloud, get the other limb?"
The priest did as asked, not taking any liberties with the opportunity. Then again, he still was the shyest of them about certain things. If he'd believed they'd be in trouble, he was certain the king's attention would have shifted well before now, but the signs of temple training still showed themselves glaringly. He never had liked the stupid things. They took all the interesting quirks right out of people.
Amethyst, meanwhile, was finally starting to calm down, even under the continuing assault, little giggly laughs that escaped with his breaths subsiding into amused hums. The king switched tactics when he noticed, crouching over his naked slave, then leaned over to kiss Ruby.
He should have been expecting something like that from their king. He wouldn't neglect them. Just as they made sure that his mind was off of the stresses of day to day, he made sure to try and keep the four of them from feeling ignored. It didn't take long for the play to slide into foreplay, then into sex from there, one well pinned Amethyst staying caught on the bottom of the pile until the king returned his attention to him.
Best for last maybe? He doubted it. If he had his guess, he'd say that the king just liked to feel the man squirm. He'd done things like that himself when he still had rank, and even if the king didn't mean it that way… well, it certainly amused him for Amethyst to squirm.
When the king wasn't distracting him that is.