Godchild Drabble: Slave to Love (Cain/Riff)
Title: Slave to Love (Prologue) [Godchild: Cain X Riff]
Author: iff_u_loved_me
Genre: Godchild
Pairing: Cain/Riff
Rating: g for now
Warning(s): none
Disclaimer: not mine, Kaori Yuki's
Summary: Cain and Riff's relationship in the beginning - from master and servant to something neither has been consciously searching but have always wanted
a/n: I don't know, I was looking on my desktop and came across a fragmented piece. I decided to edit it a little and 'roll with it'
Word Count: 279
I’m a slave. But I wasn’t always one. I used to my own person. Before I met you.
Sometimes, we play this game. Where you ignore me and I pretend I don’t care. When I pretend I haven’t given myself to you; that I still have some dignity. And, I've got to say, I always lose. I can’t stand it when you say nothing. There were rules to this game: I try my hardest not to love you as more than a servant should, but in those moments when I would forget, and really, we both waited eagerly for this to happen, the ball would be thrown in your court. Depending how much I let my guard down, how much you let down yours, and what mood you were in, sometimes I'd get a smile, a nod or something equally dismissive. In the beginning, I didn't know the rules. All I knew was that I was infatuated with you: so cold, so distant, so lonely. You loved to play this game, to toy with my emotions. You wanted to ensure I’d always be yours. I thought that was all there was to the game, my submission to you. But, one day…I found out something interesting. I found there was a way to get you to react the way I wanted you to. I wouldn't call it manipulation; you knew the entire time what I wanted. I learned that it was possible to get you to relax. Because sometimes when I let my guard down, you let down yours, too. And sometimes....Sometimes an almost accidental brush of your cold hand across my shoulder would escalate into something so much more...
Author: iff_u_loved_me
Genre: Godchild
Pairing: Cain/Riff
Rating: g for now
Warning(s): none
Disclaimer: not mine, Kaori Yuki's
Summary: Cain and Riff's relationship in the beginning - from master and servant to something neither has been consciously searching but have always wanted
a/n: I don't know, I was looking on my desktop and came across a fragmented piece. I decided to edit it a little and 'roll with it'
Word Count: 279
I’m a slave. But I wasn’t always one. I used to my own person. Before I met you.
Sometimes, we play this game. Where you ignore me and I pretend I don’t care. When I pretend I haven’t given myself to you; that I still have some dignity. And, I've got to say, I always lose. I can’t stand it when you say nothing. There were rules to this game: I try my hardest not to love you as more than a servant should, but in those moments when I would forget, and really, we both waited eagerly for this to happen, the ball would be thrown in your court. Depending how much I let my guard down, how much you let down yours, and what mood you were in, sometimes I'd get a smile, a nod or something equally dismissive. In the beginning, I didn't know the rules. All I knew was that I was infatuated with you: so cold, so distant, so lonely. You loved to play this game, to toy with my emotions. You wanted to ensure I’d always be yours. I thought that was all there was to the game, my submission to you. But, one day…I found out something interesting. I found there was a way to get you to react the way I wanted you to. I wouldn't call it manipulation; you knew the entire time what I wanted. I learned that it was possible to get you to relax. Because sometimes when I let my guard down, you let down yours, too. And sometimes....Sometimes an almost accidental brush of your cold hand across my shoulder would escalate into something so much more...