GUNDAM 00 S2 KINK MEME

Oct 04, 2008 21:21


Gundam 00 SEASON TWO KINK MEME

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Home, 7/? anonymous March 27 2009, 03:16:28 UTC
Tieria concentrated on forming his body, for some semblance of normalcy. Lockon's hands stripped away his remaining clothes with light touches.

'I don't know if my body works like it used to,' Lockon said, looking down at himself. 'How're we supposed to...'

I don't know. Tieria squeezed Lockon's back with his arms, and arched his back up. Lockon moved closer as well, pushing their bodies together. Softness underneath him gave way, and he fell through it, pulling Lockon with him. He didn't know where they were falling, just that the pink and yellow surroundings were here, and that light was shining through the gap in the beach above.

He landed on another soft surface, though when he looked down, he couldn't see anything.

'We're floating?' Tieria looked up at him. He looked slightly shocked, but his expression calmed, and he closed his eye. 'That was weird. Tieria moved one hand to Lockon's face, slipped his fingers under the eyepatch slowly, and pushed it up. Lockon didn't stop him. It floated away, on non-existant winds. All that was under it was a sunked, scarred hole. It didn't come back when I died,' Lockon said. 'Not that I really expected it to.'

I'm sorry.

'It wasn't your fault.' Tieria pressed his fingers against the raw, pink tissue. 'It doesn't hurt anymore, at least.' He leaned up and pressed his lips against Lockon's cheek. Their bodies moved closer together again, slower this time, and he curled his legs around Lockon's hips, his arms around his back. He could feel muscles under skin, though he knew they weren't still there. It was an imprint of Lockon's body as it had been. What it was and what it wasn't didn't feel as important, when Lockon slid one hand up his thigh, trailing warmth where his hand touched. He kissed him again, and tried to imagine how it could feel, wetness and warmth and rough. Lockon's lips felt rough.

Lockon's hips pushed into him, and he gasped. Hot, too hot, it felt like he was burning. Lockon's lips kissed his neck quickly. Each one felt like a small electrical shock. Not painful, but jolting. He moved his hands to Lockon's buttocks, and urged him to move his hips more. Each movement made him cry out. Hot, blissful sensations. Like connecting, like the sensation he felt for a second when his mind first made contact with Veda, but more powerful.

Lockon?

'Yes?' Lockon stared down at him.

Do you feel... He ran his hand down Lockon's chest. Does it feel good? Lockon nodded, and nipped at his neck, very gently, but it was enough to make him sigh. He leaned his head back. The sky above him was bluish. He frowned. Regene. He concentrated on making the pink and yellow clouds move, and obscure the two of them. Every movement Lockon made made the clouds shake, and pulse, and Tieria moan and sigh. He tried. The clouds moved, overlapping and merging into a soft mass of pastel colours.

Harsh shocks were no longer so overwhelming, the heat no longer so unbearable, but he was running so many calculations at one time, to keep his body together, and the clouds above him, and he felt like he would overload, and crash. He clung to Lockon for support, gripped him with his hands and legs and his lips against his, holding him as close as he could without pulling his entire body into him. Lockon's movements were rough, quick, hurried. Tieria understood that, that hadn't felt any sensation for over four years, and was content to let the sensations wash over him even as his mind needed to concentrate. Perhaps he should stop trying to concentrate.

Oh.

He could feel more now, the firm smoothness of Lockon's chest

Oh. Ohh.

his legs, his hands on his body, hard sometimes

Oh!

soft sometimes... he didn't know why he was making sounds like that, it was far from impossible to keep them within his own thought processes, but Lockon's presence had always seemed to negate his sense, and make him feel irrational things.

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Home, 8/8 anonymous March 27 2009, 03:18:50 UTC
Lockon...

'Yes?'

I don't... know... Lockon pulled away from him slightly. No, more, I want more. Lockon pushed back in roughly and Tieria moaned. Less, less, it was too much. He hated, hated, loved these feelings that threatened to make him fall apart into nothing and then something. The clouds above his head churned like they were water in a rough sea. Looking at them made him feel nauseous (he didn't have a digestive system, feeling like that should be easy to override, but it was easier to just not look) so he closed his eyes.

Soft, soft, harder, hot

Fingers that dug into his back felt like

hot

no

There was the sounds of waves crashing on a beach

thoughts were becoming disjointed

Lockon...

Golden grains of sand kept falling from above

He couldn't let go like this there was too much his fingers were collapsing and his hair his toes everything...

Everything shut down.

Dark. Voices. Something stung. Shaking. Shaking him. Inexplicable pleasure, pain.

His thoughts process mess... were a mess... processes... he couldn't focus.

They returned to normal, slowly. vision started to return, but it felt like he was looking through water. Everything rippled and waved.

You crashed.

Crashed?

Orgasm. What? Are you really so innocent? No. Maybe a little. A laugh resounded, and it seemed to echo.

'Tieria, wake up, you're fading!'

His vision snapped back into focus, and he saw Lockon above him, his face full of concern.

'I thought you were going to vanish,' he said, and smiled. Tieria looked at his hand. Parts of it were missing, but not uniformly. Data had broke off, leaving holes in the shell that his form was. 'Are you all right?'

Yes. He sat up, shakily, and tried to reform himself. Head first, then his hands, then the rest of him, with smaller, simpler calculations this time, to keep him calm. Are you?

'Yes.' Lockon sighed, and hugged Tieria close. His chest tightened slightly, and held Lockon back and let him stoke his hair, even though he felt fragile at that moment. Like he couldn't hold himself together properly. 'I was really worried there, you went completely blank and started to disintegrate or break apart, or whatever it was.'

I know. It was strange. He rested his head on Neil's shoulder. He glanced around at the dissipating clouds, tinged with blue light.

What do you want?

I'm making sure you're happy. Tieria nuzzled against Lockon's neck.

I am.

'Pardon?'

I'm happy. Lockon chuckled quietly.

'That's good.' Regene's colours started to fade; he was backing off, just slightly. Perhaps he was learning about personal space, after all. Tieria didn't let it bother him. There weren't any secrets in Veda.

The two of them sat still, entwined with each other, for a long while. Time passed outside, he knew he should be monitoring it, sending messages, keeping in contact, trying to keep a connection, but for now, just for now, he wanted to be here.

Home.

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Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous March 27 2009, 03:40:56 UTC
Cool formatting trick at the (literal) climax. <3

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Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous March 27 2009, 04:02:48 UTC
Normally weird sentence structure/formatting drives me crazy, but somehow (I don't know how) you made it work. A+ anon, this was a pleasure to read. ♥~

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Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous March 27 2009, 04:17:48 UTC
Not OP, but I love this. From the data to the fact that Tieria just wants a hug, just....HHHNNNNGGGG I just gave myself diabetes.

A+++ for you, from one writer!anon to another. I love the trick with the formatting, by the way. So good.

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OP Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous March 29 2009, 06:12:08 UTC
*cries*

It's wonderful! Thanx for the PERFECT ENDING...it's end isn't?
Thanx Thanx Thanx! *hug*

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Re: OP Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous March 29 2009, 09:52:02 UTC
Yep, it's the end. Which is good because I'm not sure I could extend it.

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Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous April 1 2009, 07:21:37 UTC
So. Much. Love.

I don't have the words to fully express how much I love this.

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Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous April 7 2009, 14:32:08 UTC
HOLY SHIT! I-I'm speechless.

The formatting... The imagery... It was gorgeous.

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Re: Home, 8/8 anonymous April 12 2009, 07:37:40 UTC
I needed this fic so much. Thank you, Anon! You've taken some of the sting of the ending away for me. ♥♥♥♥♥♥

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