I HAVE NOT POSTED A FIC-MST IN OVER A YEAR NOW
THIS MUST BE RECTIFIED
Also, there are some pretty significant spoilers in this, so if you haven't played the game I'd not recommend reading any further.
My chosen subject matter this time around is nowhere near as bad as the last, but it's still got some fun bits. I've been known to be highly critical of even very "good" writing, and your mileage may vary on the exact gravity of badness as far as this fic goes. Anyway, it's a Tales of the Abyss fic this time around. Still a pornfic, still AFF-based, but this time it's...~*~DRUMROLL~*~
"The Stone is Cast" by our beloved writer Akari_Kaiku. This fic varies greatly from the last not only in general quality of writing, but also in substance. Basically, it's a yaoi, whereas our last epic journey was a yuri as well as a...well. Something else. But we're not getting into that.
Anyway, as with before, my commentary will be bolded. Here we go.
“You really are an idiot aren’t you?” the blood red haired Asch
Aaaaand we're off to a magnificent start as far as grammatical mistakes are concerned! And am I the only one who gets EXTREMELY tired of hair-color-referencing pronouns? Really.
questioned while looking at Luke as if he was some kind of stray puppy.
"The dreck just won't stop humping my leg, doc."
Asch had of late been very irritated with the lighter haired boy simply due to the fact that Luke kept trying to talk to Asch through the mental link that the two shared.
He was also angry about the spermstains on his pantleg. But that was another issue entirely.
Luke had no idea how many times he had actually been successful in opening the link. Asch had always ignored anything that the younger red head said to him. It wasn’t as if Luke had anything important to tell Asch anyway.
Then stop pestering him. Jesus. Even game!Luke himself wasn't that obnoxious.
The God-General always knew about things long before Luke did so he never needed to listen to Luke warning him about traps or people coming to get him. Except he didn't, he was just always in the wrong place at the wrong time.
“Don’t call me an idiot!” Luke growled stomping his foot before shooting a weak glare at Asch. Fortunately the glare fell short. The footstomp, on the other hand, was fatal.
Between the two Asch had always been better at life threatening death glares. “I’m serious!” Because, you know, it's really quite impossible to be serious about wanting to not be an idiot.
“You should just quit while you’re ahead, reject.” Asch commented before he flicked his hair at Luke and walked away.
He'd learned the trick from Dist. Dist's effeminate gestures always worked well for getting Jade to avoid him, so Asch figured maybe Luke would leave him be if he, too, acted like a flippant homosexual.
‘I hate it when he just ignores me like that!’ Luke hissed in his mind balled his fists. ‘Why won’t you answer my question you jerk!?’ Luke shouted mentally before he looked around on the snowy ground.
It was kind of cold for him to be crawling around on the ground like that, especially with a bare midriff. But Luke had a plan.
They were in Keterburg
oh
and it was snowing at the moment so patches of new and soft snow was scattered about giving Luke a very bad idea.
What subtle foreshadowing! Intense.
The young Luke never thought about what consequences he would suffer for committing such a crime but he was sick of Asch ignoring him when he was trying to get an answer to a very complex question. At least, it was complex to him.
Wait, what question?
In a last ditch effort to get Asch’s full attention Luke scooped up two handfuls of snow before he made it into a lose ball to mirror the epic win ball Asch had made earlier from two handfuls of mud
and then threw it at the back of Asch’s head. The God-General stopped dead in his tracks after the ball of white ice broke over the back of his head, and only when Luke finally realized what he had done did he feel that his life was in bitter danger.
I dunno, if I were in Luke's situation, just being around Asch in general would probably make me feel pretty apprehensive. I mean, with the way he's always swinging that sword at Luke's neck and all.
“That….” Luke pointed trying to point out that he had a very good point but then pointedly dropped the subject
had just put action to a bad idea. Asch turned on heel with a glare that should have killed the younger right on the spot. “Never mind!” Luke shouted before he turned and began running at a rather fast pace. Only when he heard the crunch of snow behind him did he pick up speed until he was at the point where he would not be able to stop himself from slipping when he turned.
"Your ass is grass, replica."
‘He’s gonna fricken’ kill me!’ Luke cried loudly in his mind before he reached his hand out and grabbed hold of the post end of the stairs leading up to the hotel. ‘I’m gonna die at the age of seven!’ Luke squeezed his eyes closed for a second before he ran through the doors of the hotel and to the elevator.
I'm picturing this all happening to the tune of Yakety Sax. RUN REPLICA RUN
The doors were slowly closing and Luke prayed that he would make it through. Sadly, Lorelei couldn't answer Luke's prayer then, as it was a bit preoccupied with giving the Fon Master a handjob. Wait, wrong fic.
If he didn’t he was going to be a very dead noble and it would be his own fault. To his left Luke heard Guy call to him but the green eyed boy ignored the blonde and managed to slip in-between the slowly closing doors, and by the time Luke turned around to see how far back Asch was the doors had closed right in the older red head’s face.
Keterburg Hotel is just one big rainbow of hair and eye colors today, huh?
Luke felt his breath stall before realized that for the time being he was safe. Never before had he felt the same sense of security. It had taken a minor snowball fight to make Luke truly grateful to be alive. He could die happy now.
Now, if he could make it to his room he imagined he would be safe from harms way. Tomorrow, Asch will have blown off his steam and Luke would never ask his original for anything ever again.
Except for, you know, asking him to kill Master Van and free Lorelei and save Auldrant and all. But that was nothing.
He hoped that the worst he would get was a snowball with a rock in it thrown at him. He knew that Asch was not that childish however and that his life would be a very short one.
So wait, would he have "blown off his steam" or not? Jeesh, make up your mind, Luke.
‘Maybe I should tell everyone good bye?’ Luke wondered as he reached for the button to go to the fourth floor.
It'd be okay, after all. He'd realized the true meaning of his existence. He could die happy.
He was the only one of the party on that floor because Jade more or less demanded that they all have separate rooms.
I'm actually rather curious as to why.
Also, if I recall correctly, Luke was canonically sharing a room with Guy. So this here is fanon.
There were only five empty rooms on the sixth floor and one empty room on the fourth so Jade proposed that they draw straws and to Luke’s luck he drew the marked one right off the bat. It wasn’t a trick that Jade had pulled either because the Necromancer showed Luke the rest of the straws and commented that the red head just had the worst possible luck.
Luke later requested that a replica of the losing straw be made in compensation. Jade would proceed to beat him into the ground. The subject was never brought up again.
‘And worse common sense.’ Luke added to his memory before the elevator doors opened and Luke poked his head out. When he was met with no signs of Asch he quickly jogged to his room, unlocked, and opened the door.
Asch was laying in Luke's bed in a pair of ruby-satin tights and some seductive black lace lingerie. "Hello there, tiger," he muttered huskily around the long drag in between his pouting pink lips.
Just as the door swung open Luke heard the stomping of feet behind him and before he realized it someone had pushed him face-to-carpet into his room.
...Or that. That works, too.
The red head sat up quickly, rubbing his face, until he heard the door shut then a soft click from the lock being twisted shut. ‘Shit…’ The young noble thought as he turned to look at Asch who had a few random and melting snowflakes in his hair. ...actually, it must have been dandruff. Luke suffered from an acute case himself, so he knew.
“You picked a fight, replica.” Asch glared cracking his knuckles. “And then you ran which increased your punishment. Now the question is…what kind do you want?”
"YOUR DICK IN MY BUTT, ASCH. YOUR DICK, RIGHT UP MY BUTT."
“The kind that doesn’t hurt?” Luke chuckled nervously hoping that Asch wouldn’t hurt him too badly.
Little did he know.
“No. Such. Thing.” Asch said pointedly before he stepped toward Luke and made a very good point of pointing him straight out the door with the point of his sword yanked him up by his coat. Luke squeezed his eyes shut expecting a punch but was surprised when he was thrown on the squishy bed. Not that THAT was much better, which Luke immediately realized when his sword had slipped out of its sheath on his back and impaled him straight through the chest. "Mission accomplished," Asch said with a grin and a light clap of his hands. But it was okay for Luke, really. He felt safe now, for the first time in his life. And he could die happy.
“Umm…” Luke started, about to explain that being thrown on a bed did not hurt but paused when he realized it actually kind of did. That and his heart was failing from the blood loss. saw Asch had stared to take off his uniform. First came the black and red tabard which fell to the floor in a silent mess then Asch moved to remove his long gloves and let them fall to the floor to join the ridiculous looking uniform piece. Asch was done with that joke of a uniform. It was time to display his true fashion sense! Luke's mouth fell agape at the sight of Asch's amazingly-sexy lingerie underneath.
After both gloves were off Asch undid his sword belt and laid his sword on the dresser across from the bed. He then turned to Luke and motioned for the younger red head to give Asch his weapon. “What are you gonna do?”
"Pull it out of your chest, you suicidal moron."
“Just give me your damn sword, or would you rather I seriously just kill you?” Asch’s tone was stern which made Luke jump a little before he handed over his sword without another word.
"Guess I'll die another day."
After Asch put Luke’s weapon along side his own
Asch's sword x Luke's sword omg otp
he sat on the foot of the bed and began to take off his long boots. Luke felt a little weird just sitting there watching Asch strip off his uniform so Luke looked at his hands before getting the idea to take off his gloves, shoes, and coat. It took him next to no time to take off the said clothing and that was when he got an idea in his head.
Asch made a point of killing him before he asked anything stupid.
“Asch…Are you going to wrestle me or something?” Luke questioned with a raised eyebrow. “I know the snowball was a cheep shot and all but can’t we let that slide?”
Asch’s back was to Luke at the time the question flew from the replica’s mouth and it hit him full-force, even harder than the snowball. Nope, no way was that sliding.
all the God-General could do was grit his teeth so he wouldn’t laugh. Once he had control over himself he cleared his throat and turned to Luke. “It is a form of wrestling if you want an overall view of it.”
read: buttsex
“I don’t get it.” Luke stated poorly with an expression of complete bewilderment.
Oh, but you will.
“I didn’t expect a replica reject like you to understand.” Asch sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. The smell of death was in the air. The funk of forty-thousand years.
As he did so a knock issued from the door and Guy’s voice asked if Luke was alright. “If you don’ tell him that you’re fine and that you ran through the lobby for reasons other then running from me I will kill you without restraint.” Asch stated in cold blood.
Interesting. Asch could have technically just said it FOR him, since they have the same voice and all.
“R…Right.” Luke nodded his head before he slowly stood from the bed and walked to the door trying to think up a very convincing white lie. “What did you need?” Luke asked after he opened the door.
"Just a cup of sugar. Tear decided to cook, and we were fresh out."
“Are you alright? You ran through the lobby like a bat out of hell, with Asch hot on your tail to top it off.” Guy questioned looking behind Luke to see if anyone else was in the room.
Asch waved eagerly from the corner. "Care to join us? I was just about to stick my penis in his butt."
“I’m fine, I really had to go to the bathroom and Asch wanted to ask me what we were going to do next. He got the impression I was running from him because I didn’t want to tell him what we were doing next so he chased after me.” Luke lied smoothly which surprised both of the red heads.
Luke was a genius. He could die happy now.
“O…kay…” Guy said slowly. “Where’s Asch?”
"On my bed, but it's 2,000 Gald per night. You may have to get your own cheaper bedwarmer, if you know what I mean."
“He took the stairs down.” Luke pointed out into the hall way. “I’m about to go to sleep. Kinda tired you know?”
"Luke. What are you talking about? It's only 3PM."
“Right.” Guy sighed scratching the side of his head. “Well, get some rest then, Nephry wanted to brief us on the conditions of Mt. Roneal tomorrow.”
"But as far as we know, the shampoos are still intact."
After Luke told Guy that he understood the red head watched Guy leave then shut the door and locked it again.
I hope I'm not the only one who had to read this sentence several times for it to make sense.
He had no idea what was going to happen to him so he went along with the situation that Asch had already set up.
It was the most complicated obstacle course he'd ever seen.
It was better to go with the God-General then against him at this point.
Just like mama always said: "It's better to be raped than to voluntarily receive."
Luke was about to question what was going to happen next when Asch grabbed him and threw him on the bed again. “That’s going to get old fast you know?” Luke mumbled sitting up while rubbing the top of his head that had hit the back board of the bed.
Kind of like you, Luke.
“That should be the last time I throw you so I wouldn’t worry about it, reject.” Asch said in Luke’s ear at almost a whisper.
This is very important! Are you listening?
“When did--!” Luke started before Asch’s hand covered the younger’s mouth.
The older gave Luke a hush before he removed the hand and bumped their noses together lightly.
It was like their noses were bumper cars, battling for dominance of the ring.
“You look flushed…” Asch pointed out as Luke’s face began to heat up quickly from the closeness. Luke moved to push Asch away but the God-General was heavier then he looked. Luke made the comment for Asch to get off which only made the older teen press against Luke more. “As if…You haven’t been thoroughly punished for throwing that snow at me, so until I punish you you’ll just have to stay put.”
"But I left my rape whistle with Jade. I have to go get it!"
“S-so…What does this have to do with a punishment?” Luke swallowed down a lump that had begun to form in his throat.
A lump of LOVE.
“It’s very simple, you get punished for throwing things.” Asch said smoothly into Luke’s ear before he licked the lobe. “And don’t you dare try to stop me.”
"You don't wanna know what happened to the last guy I raped."
“What are you doing!?” Luke said loudly before Asch began to nibble and suck on Luke’s ear lobe then make his way to Luke’s neck and down to his collar bone.
"Nothing important. Just raping you."
“Just shut up. Eventually you’ll start to enjoy this.”
...Not much of a punishment, then, is it?
Asch said as he brought his face up to Luke’s then kissed him causing Luke to gasp so the God-General took his chance to slip his tongue in and explore the inside of Luke’s hot cavern.
Cavern. Cavern.
After a few seconds of kissing Luke Asch began to work on taking off his tunic. It easily slid off his shoulders and soon fell to the floor to be forgotten until Asch decided to put his clothes back on.
Which he did right then because this was just getting a little too weird.
“S-stop!” Luke tried to call when Asch’s lips moved to his neck but it came out as a weak sigh. His original’s lips worked wonders on his skin and he could feel a tightness beginning to form in his pants.
He always wore his belt too tightly. Natalia was always chiding him about that, but he just thought it made him look classy.
Luke felt a strong wave of embarrassment wash over him before he worked up enough strength to push Asch off of the bed. “STOP IT!” Luke shouted
as his sudden release of seventh fonons obliterated his original on the spot. Whoops. He really needed to work on controlling his hyperresonance better than that.
before he grabbed the pillow behind him and hugged it tightly trying to protect himself from the other. “What are you thinking!?” Luke questioned breathing deeply trying to recover from Asch’s assault.
"I'm thinking of RAPING YOU, dumbass. WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?"
Asch looked up at Luke from the floor before he chuckled and scooted back to press his back against the wall next to the window. “I should have known that you are completely naïve in this particular of life.” Asch said as he put his hand to his face then slowly moved it back pushing his fallen hair back with the motion. “Forget it, replica.” Asch muttered.
"Yeah, never mind all that foreplay. I'm not really in the mood to rape you anymore. Good night! See you tomorrow!"
Outside the sun had finally faded away and was replaced by the half moon. Insipid light poured in through the glass casting a pale glow on the God-General’s skin. Asch had closed his eyes long ago and
was sleeping?
now Luke found himself staring at Asch’s near flawless skin in the dim moon light. He wondered how Asch had acquired the title Asch the Bloody without as much as a scar on his torso.
Duh. He just has a very violent menstrual cycle.
“That’s because there not anywhere near my torso.” Asch muttered as he had heard Luke’s wonderings. “Certain things come not by battles on the field but battles on softer grounds.” Asch’s tone had become low and dejected while his face showed a bitter smile.
"Oh, so you really were castrated? Damn...I never knew..."
“Asch?” Luke said before the older red head stood up quickly to leave. He’d had enough and he thought it was best to leave before he spilled some very personal information to the younger replica.
So he just spilled his semen all over him instead.
Luke called for Asch to stop as the God-General began to put his tunic back on quickly.
"Wait, Asch! You weren't done raping me!"
When Asch did not stop Luke stood quickly and hugged his original from behind trying his best to stop Asch from leaving. Luke felt like they were finally getting around to understanding one another through magical soul-binding rape
and just when he thought it was going good Asch decided to try and leave.
“Don’t leave!”
“Let go dreck!” Asch growled as he grasped Luke’s hands. The light haired boy held on tighter trying his best not to let go of Asch, trying his best to keep his original from leaving. “I said let go!”
"No way, man. I'm going to kill myself RIGHT NOW and you are coming down with me!"
“No!” Luke shouted burying his face into Asch’s back. “I wanna know about you! I wanna know what happened to you!”
"I DON'T HAVE ANY TESTICLES, OKAY. THERE, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? GOSH."
“What for!? It won’t change anything! It won’t make a damn difference about anything that’s happened or that’s going to happen!” Asch shouted before he managed to pull Luke’s hands off. He then spun around to come face to face with Luke who had begun to cry out of frustration. “Anything you would learn about me won’t change anything.”
“You don’t know that.” "Maybe my hyperresonance can heal your missing testes!"
Luke swallowed hard keeping himself from braking down into complete tears. “I wanna know.”
braking
“You want to know that badly do you?” Asch hissed pushing the two of them back to the bed.
So much for that being the last time you pushed your replica around, Asch.
“The only way you could ever know is to experience it for yourself.” "I'm going to cut your balls off. RIGHT NOW."
Asch’s breath ghosted over Luke’s neck which caused the younger to shiver under Asch. “I don’t think that you’d even be able to handle a gentle version of it.” Asch scoffed picking himself up off of Luke and sat on the foot of the bed next to him.
"so i'm jus gonna rape u, k."
Luke lay still for a minute as he tried to figure out why his heart started racing when Asch was on top of him. He lost understanding of anything Asch was talking about but all the same…He wanted to know.
Do you or do you not understand? Make up your mind, Luke.
Luke reached up and grabbed Asch’s sleeve trying his best to sound strong. “Show me.” Luke’s lip trembled as he felt a small bat of fear in the pit of his stomach. Asch’s gaze was cold and disbelieving that Luke really wanted to know.
I WANNA KNOW WHAT LOVE IIIIIIIS
I WANT YOU TO SHOOOW MEEEEE
“Stop trying to be strong where you’re weak…Luke.” Asch muttered looking away from the said male. “Just go to sleep. I’ll leave soon.”
After he's done raping you, anyway.
Luke did not like were the conversation was going so he sat up in an attempt to try to initiate something that would make Asch show Luke what had happened. Luke turned Asch’s face toward him then lightly pressed his lips to Asch’s in a sweet kiss.
The foe's Asch is confused! It hurt itself in its confusion!
He was uncertain of what he was doing but he wanted to learn. ‘Who better to teach me then you?’ Luke thought before drawing back to look at Asch. For some reason his heart ached and he felt a slight sorrow in place of fear.
The sorrow at being raped.
“Alright…” Asch muttered before he pushed Luke back on the bed again. “Just don’t yell at me when you don’t like it anymore.” He said in a sad tone of voice.
Everyone loves being castrated! HOW COULD HE POSSIBLY STOP LIKING IT
Luke had no time respond
it's okay luke i don't have any time responds either
as Asch had again pressed their lips together in a forceful kiss making Luke open his mouth so Asch could again taste the inside.
Mm, tastes just like chicken.
Luke felt the small flutter of uncertainty rise again before he decided to kiss back, wrapping his arms around Asch’s neck to deepen the kiss. As Luke deepened the kiss Asch
deepened the kiss. It was a very deep kiss.
took the moment to pick the younger up slightly to put him up higher on the bed. The last thing he needed was to fall in the middle of screwing the replica into the bed.
mental image of this = HILARIOUS
Once Luke was in place the light haired boy reached up and slipped Asch’s tunic off once again. He was now letting instinct tell him what to do and so far it was telling him that he needed to get any fabric off of either of them.
The Score says you shouldn't wear clothes.
Asch chose at the time to quickly remove Luke’s short shirt before he returned the kissing the younger noble. Asch slowly moved away from Luke’s mouth and to his cheek bone, neck and then to his chest where Asch began to suck, kiss, and nibble on one nipple after the other.
Nipple one, nipple two, nipple three, nipple...wait.
Luke was rather responsive to the treatment that Asch was giving him. He shuddered under almost every touch and moaned into each kiss. Luke had never done anything like this before, he had rarely even considered touching himself so everything being done to him he felt more then anyone else would have.
More than anyone. ANYone.
Then, just when Luke thought he had enough Asch reached down and touched the lighter haired Fabre’s member through his pants. It had grown rather hard with the handling that Luke was receiving on his upper body and the sudden touch made Luke gasp then grasp Asch’s shoulders.
“Should I stop?” Asch asked showing actual concern for once.
lol ooc
“N-no. I’m okay, keep going.” Luke huffed before Asch nodded and began to take Luke’s pants off of him. After a few moments of wrestling with the fabric, Luke’s pants fell to the floor quickly followed by Asch’s.
“There is a point of no return.” Asch whispered as he slowly stroked over Luke’s member through his boxers. “You’ve got one last chance to say no.”
YOUR BALLS WILL BE GONE FOREVER
“I…I’m okay, please.” Luke shivered under Asch’s subtle touches trying his best not to tell his original to stop.
Asch slowly grinded his hips into Luke’s exciting them both to that point of no return Asch spoke about. Once Asch felt it was time he threw off the last pieces of clothing that separated the two from each other.
How very specific. What did you throw off, Asch? Your pink frilly thong? Your bra? Your bunny slippers?
Asch stopped moving for a moment to take in the view that was Luke. Asch had never thought that anything was beautiful, but Luke made the exception. In the back of his mind Asch had to wonder if he was being a narcissist, thinking that Luke was beautiful, when Luke was very technically Asch. Luke’s pale skin glowed in the light of the moon that slipped in through the window, and the rise and fall of his chest made Asch’s mind buzz.
bzzzzzt
From that thought Asch slowly moved to Luke’s member, first gradually stroking it to bring it to full bloom.
YOUR DICK IS A BEAUTIFUL FLOWER, LUKE
The God-General then casually licked the tip of Luke’s excretion
ew excretion ew
before he brought it into his mouth fully working his tongue around the swollen member as he sucked. His movements began to simulate a thrusting motion as he began to move his head back and forth taking the younger’s member in deeper with each thrust and with each deeper thrust Luke’s moans grew in volume.
RENDING THRUST
‘You’re this responsive from just this?’ Asch said mentally with a rather cocky tone. ‘Scream my name.’ Asch commanded seeming to have recovered from his slight emotional distress.
“A-ASCH!” Luke called obediently as he felt all the heat in his lower portion jet out into Asch’s mouth as the young noble climaxed hard.
...lower portion
"MY FEET ARE HOT, ASCH"
Asch greeted the cum with an expecting moan before he quickly drank the fluid down. Making sure to suck anything left over out before he went back up to kiss Luke hard allowing the lighter red head to taste himself. “Surprisingly sweet.” Asch smirked looking into Luke’s eyes.
ew ew ew ew
“S-stop making fun of me.” Luke flushed bright red while pushing Asch slightly away.
Not gonna happen, Luke. Not now, not ever.
“I’m not making fun.” Asch cooed ghosting his hand over Luke’s bare and muscled stomach and up to cup his cheek. “If anything that’s a complement.” Asch said kissing Luke lightly before he slipped his tongue into the younger’s mouth.
Magical soul-binding rape.
Meanwhile, Asch’s free hand managed to find its way back to Luke’s reemerging lower half.
i'm picturing luke's legs having curled into his torso and now they're falling back out and oh god it's just like baman
This time though instead of simply pleasing Luke he carefully slipped his index with Luke’s entrance.
I slip my index on a pretty regular basis, but not with an entrance at the same time! Asch, you amazing multitasker.
The younger red head broke the kiss with a surprised gasp. The finger inside him was far too foreign and it didn’t help Luke’s discomfort when Asch added another finger.
Luke began to shake rather violently from the intrusion but never said to stop. Not that Asch could stop at this point. He needed a release and Luke was just the tool he needed for that release.
now look what you've done, Asch, you've broken his brain
His fingers pressed in and out a few times then made a scissoring motion before Asch pulled them out and positioned his tip at Luke’s entrance. “This will feel extremely uncomfortable at first.” Asch said pressing up against Luke a little. “Ready?”
Without lube, too. ouch.
Luke didn’t respond for a few seconds. Truthfully he was terrified at what was happening. He could never remember being this scared before in his entire seven years of living. ‘I know it’s a lot to ask but trust me.’ Asch nudged Luke mentally.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. TRUST YOU, ASCH? YOU ARE RAPING HIM. WHAT.
‘Okay.’ Luke nodded before Asch returned the motion before pushing into Luke quickly. After he entered Asch began to shake. He had never expected Luke to be this tight or this hot.
He should have known. I mean, he's not even using lube.
He felt as if Luke was swallowing his shaft whole
HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHA
which easily caused Asch to want nothing more then to fuck the replica until the springs broke.
Aramis would be the first to go.
The God-General had to use every bit of self control he had to stop from just ramming into Luke without mercy. Asch was surprised at himself. He had been given far cruller
cruller
treatment then what he was giving Luke. Then he realized; he did not want to stoop to the level of those to had taken advantage of him. Besides, other then this little bed fiasco and Akzeriuth, Luke was pure and unsoiled by the world.
ooc ooc ooc ooc
In the time Asch spent thinking Luke had grown adjusted to Asch within him. The younger red head andnever expected
(sic)
to feel anything like what he was feeling. It just felt wrong that there was anything that could hard and hot within him like Asch was.
Asch can hard AND he can hot? AT THE SAME TIME? Asch is a machine
After surveying Luke carefully Asch began to move. Slow at first so that Luke wouldn’t be torn, then faster until Asch found Luke’s prostate. Once Asch hit that spot Luke let out a rather loud moan as he griped the sheets tightly.
All he ever does is gripe anyway. Nothing new here.
The younger really could be loud if he let himself go. It was indeed a good thing that there was no one else in his party on this floor or it would have led to the door being broken down long ago.
Well, if anyone heard, he could always just pretend he was masturbating. Close enough anyway.
Asch thought about saying something about the level of Luke’s voice but instead smiled. The difference between the loud outbursts Luke was giving now compared to when Asch made the younger climax the first time was that these would by no mistake sex moans. Anyone that came by would probably dismiss it or wait until later to question about it.
“A-Asch! Faster!” Luke moaned as Asch assaulted the prostate over and over again causing stars to appear in Luke’s vision.
He never could get them out after that. It was like the damn things were burned into his retinas.
Asch happily obeyed increasing his speed until he felt a soon coming release. In response to the oncoming climax Asch grabbed Luke’s member and began to pump in it time with his thrusts. “Ah, no! It’s too much at once!” Luke cried out in mid-moan as Asch plunged into him over and over again. With each movement the two red heads came closer and closer until finally Luke came, shooting seed into Asch’s hand and across their stomachs.
As he climaxed Luke tightened the area that Asch was driving into
lol
and in result sent Asch over the edge. The original pushed in hard as he released into Luke until he was sure that the younger was completely full. After a few seconds of stillness Asch pulled out of Luke before flopping over beside the replica.
Both red heads were breathing deeply and covered in cum, sweat, and saliva. Luke looked into Asch’s eyes with a tired but affectionate look. Regardless of how things were outside, in this room, at this moment, Luke loved Asch. Even if Asch had simply just used him to relive sexual stress, Luke was happy.
I LOVE sexual stress and I'd love to re-live it every day.
“You’re too naïve.” Asch shook his head sitting up. “You don’t even know what love is. You’re just a kid.” Asch looked to the floor; he had just had sex with his replica. Why?
Because you are at the mercy of fangirl.
“I’m not kid.” Luke growled. Guy had used that same kind of term on him before.
"Me Luke. Me macho."
“Whatever.” Asch said moving to stand. He had to leave before something happened that would seriously glue him to Luke.
Siamese twins. Joined at the hip.
Right now he could simply dismiss it as a quick fuck, but he stayed long then it might not stay that way.
“You’re leaving?” Luke questioned grabbing Asch’s hand.
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
Asch said nothing for a long time. He just sat still looking at the floor as if he was trying to figure out what he was going to do. He wanted to leave so he wouldn’t grow attached to Luke. “Because this wasn’t anything more then a quick fuck.” Asch said coldly looking to look with distant eyes.
Denial. It's a river in Malkuth.
“I see.” Luke bit his lip. He wanted to ask Asch something but he didn’t know how to ask.
“Out with it, what do you want?” Asch less then snapped at Luke.
“I promise not to think anymore of what you did then just as you said but…would you stay here tonight?” Luke asked the older Fabre. “The inn and the hotel are completely maxed out, and its night outside so walking to the Albiore would be difficult if not impossible, so please. Stay with me a little while longer. Even if you’re gone when I wake up that’s fine. Once we leave this room it’ll be like nothing happened right?”
Oh Luke, you're just made of logic.
Asch was surprised that Luke understood him at all.
It wasn't like he ever understood Luke, anyway. He didn't speak dreck.
The God-General supposed that Luke had a point
so he pointedly pointed at the door with the point of his finger, earning him plenty of points
and that it wouldn’t hurt to reward Luke for staying more or less realistic. “Just for tonight, and like you said I probably won’t be here when you wake up.” Asch added.
“Okay.” Luke nodded with a smile.
“Go to sleep, idiot.” Asch muttered the insult that had started the night’s events. He patted Luke on the head before the two of them got comfortable. Luke laid half on Asch’s chest while Asch loosely held Luke close, and as time passed Asch found himself growing attached. “And you started this.” He whispered kissing Luke’s forehead before he put his eyes to rest.
The fact that there is still a wad of sexjuice cooling on Luke's stomach just makes this seem really gross to me. Maybe it's just me though. Maybe.
“Sleep well, Luke.”
As far as I know, yes, that is Luke saying this.
Asch will never let him live this down.
THE END.
Yeah, not as good as the last one, I think. BUT STILL FUN |D
Also, there are some pretty significant spoilers in this, so if you haven't played the game I'd not recommend reading any further.
My chosen subject matter this time around is nowhere near as bad as the last, but it's still got some fun bits. I've been known to be highly critical of even very "good" writing, and your mileage may vary on the exact gravity of badness as far as this fic goes. Anyway, it's a Tales of the Abyss fic this time around. Still a pornfic, still AFF-based, but this time it's...~*~DRUMROLL~*~
"The Stone is Cast" by our beloved writer Akari_Kaiku. This fic varies greatly from the last not only in general quality of writing, but also in substance. Basically, it's a yaoi, whereas our last epic journey was a yuri as well as a...well. Something else. But we're not getting into that.
Anyway, as with before, my commentary will be bolded. Here we go.
“You really are an idiot aren’t you?” the blood red haired Asch
Aaaaand we're off to a magnificent start as far as grammatical mistakes are concerned! And am I the only one who gets EXTREMELY tired of hair-color-referencing pronouns? Really.
questioned while looking at Luke as if he was some kind of stray puppy.
"The dreck just won't stop humping my leg, doc."
Asch had of late been very irritated with the lighter haired boy simply due to the fact that Luke kept trying to talk to Asch through the mental link that the two shared.
He was also angry about the spermstains on his pantleg. But that was another issue entirely.
Luke had no idea how many times he had actually been successful in opening the link. Asch had always ignored anything that the younger red head said to him. It wasn’t as if Luke had anything important to tell Asch anyway.
Then stop pestering him. Jesus. Even game!Luke himself wasn't that obnoxious.
The God-General always knew about things long before Luke did so he never needed to listen to Luke warning him about traps or people coming to get him. Except he didn't, he was just always in the wrong place at the wrong time.
“Don’t call me an idiot!” Luke growled stomping his foot before shooting a weak glare at Asch. Fortunately the glare fell short. The footstomp, on the other hand, was fatal.
Between the two Asch had always been better at life threatening death glares. “I’m serious!” Because, you know, it's really quite impossible to be serious about wanting to not be an idiot.
“You should just quit while you’re ahead, reject.” Asch commented before he flicked his hair at Luke and walked away.
He'd learned the trick from Dist. Dist's effeminate gestures always worked well for getting Jade to avoid him, so Asch figured maybe Luke would leave him be if he, too, acted like a flippant homosexual.
‘I hate it when he just ignores me like that!’ Luke hissed in his mind balled his fists. ‘Why won’t you answer my question you jerk!?’ Luke shouted mentally before he looked around on the snowy ground.
It was kind of cold for him to be crawling around on the ground like that, especially with a bare midriff. But Luke had a plan.
They were in Keterburg
oh
and it was snowing at the moment so patches of new and soft snow was scattered about giving Luke a very bad idea.
What subtle foreshadowing! Intense.
The young Luke never thought about what consequences he would suffer for committing such a crime but he was sick of Asch ignoring him when he was trying to get an answer to a very complex question. At least, it was complex to him.
Wait, what question?
In a last ditch effort to get Asch’s full attention Luke scooped up two handfuls of snow before he made it into a lose ball to mirror the epic win ball Asch had made earlier from two handfuls of mud
and then threw it at the back of Asch’s head. The God-General stopped dead in his tracks after the ball of white ice broke over the back of his head, and only when Luke finally realized what he had done did he feel that his life was in bitter danger.
I dunno, if I were in Luke's situation, just being around Asch in general would probably make me feel pretty apprehensive. I mean, with the way he's always swinging that sword at Luke's neck and all.
“That….” Luke pointed trying to point out that he had a very good point but then pointedly dropped the subject
had just put action to a bad idea. Asch turned on heel with a glare that should have killed the younger right on the spot. “Never mind!” Luke shouted before he turned and began running at a rather fast pace. Only when he heard the crunch of snow behind him did he pick up speed until he was at the point where he would not be able to stop himself from slipping when he turned.
"Your ass is grass, replica."
‘He’s gonna fricken’ kill me!’ Luke cried loudly in his mind before he reached his hand out and grabbed hold of the post end of the stairs leading up to the hotel. ‘I’m gonna die at the age of seven!’ Luke squeezed his eyes closed for a second before he ran through the doors of the hotel and to the elevator.
I'm picturing this all happening to the tune of Yakety Sax. RUN REPLICA RUN
The doors were slowly closing and Luke prayed that he would make it through. Sadly, Lorelei couldn't answer Luke's prayer then, as it was a bit preoccupied with giving the Fon Master a handjob. Wait, wrong fic.
If he didn’t he was going to be a very dead noble and it would be his own fault. To his left Luke heard Guy call to him but the green eyed boy ignored the blonde and managed to slip in-between the slowly closing doors, and by the time Luke turned around to see how far back Asch was the doors had closed right in the older red head’s face.
Keterburg Hotel is just one big rainbow of hair and eye colors today, huh?
Luke felt his breath stall before realized that for the time being he was safe. Never before had he felt the same sense of security. It had taken a minor snowball fight to make Luke truly grateful to be alive. He could die happy now.
Now, if he could make it to his room he imagined he would be safe from harms way. Tomorrow, Asch will have blown off his steam and Luke would never ask his original for anything ever again.
Except for, you know, asking him to kill Master Van and free Lorelei and save Auldrant and all. But that was nothing.
He hoped that the worst he would get was a snowball with a rock in it thrown at him. He knew that Asch was not that childish however and that his life would be a very short one.
So wait, would he have "blown off his steam" or not? Jeesh, make up your mind, Luke.
‘Maybe I should tell everyone good bye?’ Luke wondered as he reached for the button to go to the fourth floor.
It'd be okay, after all. He'd realized the true meaning of his existence. He could die happy.
He was the only one of the party on that floor because Jade more or less demanded that they all have separate rooms.
I'm actually rather curious as to why.
Also, if I recall correctly, Luke was canonically sharing a room with Guy. So this here is fanon.
There were only five empty rooms on the sixth floor and one empty room on the fourth so Jade proposed that they draw straws and to Luke’s luck he drew the marked one right off the bat. It wasn’t a trick that Jade had pulled either because the Necromancer showed Luke the rest of the straws and commented that the red head just had the worst possible luck.
Luke later requested that a replica of the losing straw be made in compensation. Jade would proceed to beat him into the ground. The subject was never brought up again.
‘And worse common sense.’ Luke added to his memory before the elevator doors opened and Luke poked his head out. When he was met with no signs of Asch he quickly jogged to his room, unlocked, and opened the door.
Asch was laying in Luke's bed in a pair of ruby-satin tights and some seductive black lace lingerie. "Hello there, tiger," he muttered huskily around the long drag in between his pouting pink lips.
Just as the door swung open Luke heard the stomping of feet behind him and before he realized it someone had pushed him face-to-carpet into his room.
...Or that. That works, too.
The red head sat up quickly, rubbing his face, until he heard the door shut then a soft click from the lock being twisted shut. ‘Shit…’ The young noble thought as he turned to look at Asch who had a few random and melting snowflakes in his hair. ...actually, it must have been dandruff. Luke suffered from an acute case himself, so he knew.
“You picked a fight, replica.” Asch glared cracking his knuckles. “And then you ran which increased your punishment. Now the question is…what kind do you want?”
"YOUR DICK IN MY BUTT, ASCH. YOUR DICK, RIGHT UP MY BUTT."
“The kind that doesn’t hurt?” Luke chuckled nervously hoping that Asch wouldn’t hurt him too badly.
Little did he know.
“No. Such. Thing.” Asch said pointedly before he stepped toward Luke and made a very good point of pointing him straight out the door with the point of his sword yanked him up by his coat. Luke squeezed his eyes shut expecting a punch but was surprised when he was thrown on the squishy bed. Not that THAT was much better, which Luke immediately realized when his sword had slipped out of its sheath on his back and impaled him straight through the chest. "Mission accomplished," Asch said with a grin and a light clap of his hands. But it was okay for Luke, really. He felt safe now, for the first time in his life. And he could die happy.
“Umm…” Luke started, about to explain that being thrown on a bed did not hurt but paused when he realized it actually kind of did. That and his heart was failing from the blood loss. saw Asch had stared to take off his uniform. First came the black and red tabard which fell to the floor in a silent mess then Asch moved to remove his long gloves and let them fall to the floor to join the ridiculous looking uniform piece. Asch was done with that joke of a uniform. It was time to display his true fashion sense! Luke's mouth fell agape at the sight of Asch's amazingly-sexy lingerie underneath.
After both gloves were off Asch undid his sword belt and laid his sword on the dresser across from the bed. He then turned to Luke and motioned for the younger red head to give Asch his weapon. “What are you gonna do?”
"Pull it out of your chest, you suicidal moron."
“Just give me your damn sword, or would you rather I seriously just kill you?” Asch’s tone was stern which made Luke jump a little before he handed over his sword without another word.
"Guess I'll die another day."
After Asch put Luke’s weapon along side his own
Asch's sword x Luke's sword omg otp
he sat on the foot of the bed and began to take off his long boots. Luke felt a little weird just sitting there watching Asch strip off his uniform so Luke looked at his hands before getting the idea to take off his gloves, shoes, and coat. It took him next to no time to take off the said clothing and that was when he got an idea in his head.
Asch made a point of killing him before he asked anything stupid.
“Asch…Are you going to wrestle me or something?” Luke questioned with a raised eyebrow. “I know the snowball was a cheep shot and all but can’t we let that slide?”
Asch’s back was to Luke at the time the question flew from the replica’s mouth and it hit him full-force, even harder than the snowball. Nope, no way was that sliding.
all the God-General could do was grit his teeth so he wouldn’t laugh. Once he had control over himself he cleared his throat and turned to Luke. “It is a form of wrestling if you want an overall view of it.”
read: buttsex
“I don’t get it.” Luke stated poorly with an expression of complete bewilderment.
Oh, but you will.
“I didn’t expect a replica reject like you to understand.” Asch sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. The smell of death was in the air. The funk of forty-thousand years.
As he did so a knock issued from the door and Guy’s voice asked if Luke was alright. “If you don’ tell him that you’re fine and that you ran through the lobby for reasons other then running from me I will kill you without restraint.” Asch stated in cold blood.
Interesting. Asch could have technically just said it FOR him, since they have the same voice and all.
“R…Right.” Luke nodded his head before he slowly stood from the bed and walked to the door trying to think up a very convincing white lie. “What did you need?” Luke asked after he opened the door.
"Just a cup of sugar. Tear decided to cook, and we were fresh out."
“Are you alright? You ran through the lobby like a bat out of hell, with Asch hot on your tail to top it off.” Guy questioned looking behind Luke to see if anyone else was in the room.
Asch waved eagerly from the corner. "Care to join us? I was just about to stick my penis in his butt."
“I’m fine, I really had to go to the bathroom and Asch wanted to ask me what we were going to do next. He got the impression I was running from him because I didn’t want to tell him what we were doing next so he chased after me.” Luke lied smoothly which surprised both of the red heads.
Luke was a genius. He could die happy now.
“O…kay…” Guy said slowly. “Where’s Asch?”
"On my bed, but it's 2,000 Gald per night. You may have to get your own cheaper bedwarmer, if you know what I mean."
“He took the stairs down.” Luke pointed out into the hall way. “I’m about to go to sleep. Kinda tired you know?”
"Luke. What are you talking about? It's only 3PM."
“Right.” Guy sighed scratching the side of his head. “Well, get some rest then, Nephry wanted to brief us on the conditions of Mt. Roneal tomorrow.”
"But as far as we know, the shampoos are still intact."
After Luke told Guy that he understood the red head watched Guy leave then shut the door and locked it again.
I hope I'm not the only one who had to read this sentence several times for it to make sense.
He had no idea what was going to happen to him so he went along with the situation that Asch had already set up.
It was the most complicated obstacle course he'd ever seen.
It was better to go with the God-General then against him at this point.
Just like mama always said: "It's better to be raped than to voluntarily receive."
Luke was about to question what was going to happen next when Asch grabbed him and threw him on the bed again. “That’s going to get old fast you know?” Luke mumbled sitting up while rubbing the top of his head that had hit the back board of the bed.
Kind of like you, Luke.
“That should be the last time I throw you so I wouldn’t worry about it, reject.” Asch said in Luke’s ear at almost a whisper.
This is very important! Are you listening?
“When did--!” Luke started before Asch’s hand covered the younger’s mouth.
The older gave Luke a hush before he removed the hand and bumped their noses together lightly.
It was like their noses were bumper cars, battling for dominance of the ring.
“You look flushed…” Asch pointed out as Luke’s face began to heat up quickly from the closeness. Luke moved to push Asch away but the God-General was heavier then he looked. Luke made the comment for Asch to get off which only made the older teen press against Luke more. “As if…You haven’t been thoroughly punished for throwing that snow at me, so until I punish you you’ll just have to stay put.”
"But I left my rape whistle with Jade. I have to go get it!"
“S-so…What does this have to do with a punishment?” Luke swallowed down a lump that had begun to form in his throat.
A lump of LOVE.
“It’s very simple, you get punished for throwing things.” Asch said smoothly into Luke’s ear before he licked the lobe. “And don’t you dare try to stop me.”
"You don't wanna know what happened to the last guy I raped."
“What are you doing!?” Luke said loudly before Asch began to nibble and suck on Luke’s ear lobe then make his way to Luke’s neck and down to his collar bone.
"Nothing important. Just raping you."
“Just shut up. Eventually you’ll start to enjoy this.”
...Not much of a punishment, then, is it?
Asch said as he brought his face up to Luke’s then kissed him causing Luke to gasp so the God-General took his chance to slip his tongue in and explore the inside of Luke’s hot cavern.
Cavern. Cavern.
After a few seconds of kissing Luke Asch began to work on taking off his tunic. It easily slid off his shoulders and soon fell to the floor to be forgotten until Asch decided to put his clothes back on.
Which he did right then because this was just getting a little too weird.
“S-stop!” Luke tried to call when Asch’s lips moved to his neck but it came out as a weak sigh. His original’s lips worked wonders on his skin and he could feel a tightness beginning to form in his pants.
He always wore his belt too tightly. Natalia was always chiding him about that, but he just thought it made him look classy.
Luke felt a strong wave of embarrassment wash over him before he worked up enough strength to push Asch off of the bed. “STOP IT!” Luke shouted
as his sudden release of seventh fonons obliterated his original on the spot. Whoops. He really needed to work on controlling his hyperresonance better than that.
before he grabbed the pillow behind him and hugged it tightly trying to protect himself from the other. “What are you thinking!?” Luke questioned breathing deeply trying to recover from Asch’s assault.
"I'm thinking of RAPING YOU, dumbass. WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?"
Asch looked up at Luke from the floor before he chuckled and scooted back to press his back against the wall next to the window. “I should have known that you are completely naïve in this particular of life.” Asch said as he put his hand to his face then slowly moved it back pushing his fallen hair back with the motion. “Forget it, replica.” Asch muttered.
"Yeah, never mind all that foreplay. I'm not really in the mood to rape you anymore. Good night! See you tomorrow!"
Outside the sun had finally faded away and was replaced by the half moon. Insipid light poured in through the glass casting a pale glow on the God-General’s skin. Asch had closed his eyes long ago and
was sleeping?
now Luke found himself staring at Asch’s near flawless skin in the dim moon light. He wondered how Asch had acquired the title Asch the Bloody without as much as a scar on his torso.
Duh. He just has a very violent menstrual cycle.
“That’s because there not anywhere near my torso.” Asch muttered as he had heard Luke’s wonderings. “Certain things come not by battles on the field but battles on softer grounds.” Asch’s tone had become low and dejected while his face showed a bitter smile.
"Oh, so you really were castrated? Damn...I never knew..."
“Asch?” Luke said before the older red head stood up quickly to leave. He’d had enough and he thought it was best to leave before he spilled some very personal information to the younger replica.
So he just spilled his semen all over him instead.
Luke called for Asch to stop as the God-General began to put his tunic back on quickly.
"Wait, Asch! You weren't done raping me!"
When Asch did not stop Luke stood quickly and hugged his original from behind trying his best to stop Asch from leaving. Luke felt like they were finally getting around to understanding one another through magical soul-binding rape
and just when he thought it was going good Asch decided to try and leave.
“Don’t leave!”
“Let go dreck!” Asch growled as he grasped Luke’s hands. The light haired boy held on tighter trying his best not to let go of Asch, trying his best to keep his original from leaving. “I said let go!”
"No way, man. I'm going to kill myself RIGHT NOW and you are coming down with me!"
“No!” Luke shouted burying his face into Asch’s back. “I wanna know about you! I wanna know what happened to you!”
"I DON'T HAVE ANY TESTICLES, OKAY. THERE, ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? GOSH."
“What for!? It won’t change anything! It won’t make a damn difference about anything that’s happened or that’s going to happen!” Asch shouted before he managed to pull Luke’s hands off. He then spun around to come face to face with Luke who had begun to cry out of frustration. “Anything you would learn about me won’t change anything.”
“You don’t know that.” "Maybe my hyperresonance can heal your missing testes!"
Luke swallowed hard keeping himself from braking down into complete tears. “I wanna know.”
braking
“You want to know that badly do you?” Asch hissed pushing the two of them back to the bed.
So much for that being the last time you pushed your replica around, Asch.
“The only way you could ever know is to experience it for yourself.” "I'm going to cut your balls off. RIGHT NOW."
Asch’s breath ghosted over Luke’s neck which caused the younger to shiver under Asch. “I don’t think that you’d even be able to handle a gentle version of it.” Asch scoffed picking himself up off of Luke and sat on the foot of the bed next to him.
"so i'm jus gonna rape u, k."
Luke lay still for a minute as he tried to figure out why his heart started racing when Asch was on top of him. He lost understanding of anything Asch was talking about but all the same…He wanted to know.
Do you or do you not understand? Make up your mind, Luke.
Luke reached up and grabbed Asch’s sleeve trying his best to sound strong. “Show me.” Luke’s lip trembled as he felt a small bat of fear in the pit of his stomach. Asch’s gaze was cold and disbelieving that Luke really wanted to know.
I WANNA KNOW WHAT LOVE IIIIIIIS
I WANT YOU TO SHOOOW MEEEEE
“Stop trying to be strong where you’re weak…Luke.” Asch muttered looking away from the said male. “Just go to sleep. I’ll leave soon.”
After he's done raping you, anyway.
Luke did not like were the conversation was going so he sat up in an attempt to try to initiate something that would make Asch show Luke what had happened. Luke turned Asch’s face toward him then lightly pressed his lips to Asch’s in a sweet kiss.
The foe's Asch is confused! It hurt itself in its confusion!
He was uncertain of what he was doing but he wanted to learn. ‘Who better to teach me then you?’ Luke thought before drawing back to look at Asch. For some reason his heart ached and he felt a slight sorrow in place of fear.
The sorrow at being raped.
“Alright…” Asch muttered before he pushed Luke back on the bed again. “Just don’t yell at me when you don’t like it anymore.” He said in a sad tone of voice.
Everyone loves being castrated! HOW COULD HE POSSIBLY STOP LIKING IT
Luke had no time respond
it's okay luke i don't have any time responds either
as Asch had again pressed their lips together in a forceful kiss making Luke open his mouth so Asch could again taste the inside.
Mm, tastes just like chicken.
Luke felt the small flutter of uncertainty rise again before he decided to kiss back, wrapping his arms around Asch’s neck to deepen the kiss. As Luke deepened the kiss Asch
deepened the kiss. It was a very deep kiss.
took the moment to pick the younger up slightly to put him up higher on the bed. The last thing he needed was to fall in the middle of screwing the replica into the bed.
mental image of this = HILARIOUS
Once Luke was in place the light haired boy reached up and slipped Asch’s tunic off once again. He was now letting instinct tell him what to do and so far it was telling him that he needed to get any fabric off of either of them.
The Score says you shouldn't wear clothes.
Asch chose at the time to quickly remove Luke’s short shirt before he returned the kissing the younger noble. Asch slowly moved away from Luke’s mouth and to his cheek bone, neck and then to his chest where Asch began to suck, kiss, and nibble on one nipple after the other.
Nipple one, nipple two, nipple three, nipple...wait.
Luke was rather responsive to the treatment that Asch was giving him. He shuddered under almost every touch and moaned into each kiss. Luke had never done anything like this before, he had rarely even considered touching himself so everything being done to him he felt more then anyone else would have.
More than anyone. ANYone.
Then, just when Luke thought he had enough Asch reached down and touched the lighter haired Fabre’s member through his pants. It had grown rather hard with the handling that Luke was receiving on his upper body and the sudden touch made Luke gasp then grasp Asch’s shoulders.
“Should I stop?” Asch asked showing actual concern for once.
lol ooc
“N-no. I’m okay, keep going.” Luke huffed before Asch nodded and began to take Luke’s pants off of him. After a few moments of wrestling with the fabric, Luke’s pants fell to the floor quickly followed by Asch’s.
“There is a point of no return.” Asch whispered as he slowly stroked over Luke’s member through his boxers. “You’ve got one last chance to say no.”
YOUR BALLS WILL BE GONE FOREVER
“I…I’m okay, please.” Luke shivered under Asch’s subtle touches trying his best not to tell his original to stop.
Asch slowly grinded his hips into Luke’s exciting them both to that point of no return Asch spoke about. Once Asch felt it was time he threw off the last pieces of clothing that separated the two from each other.
How very specific. What did you throw off, Asch? Your pink frilly thong? Your bra? Your bunny slippers?
Asch stopped moving for a moment to take in the view that was Luke. Asch had never thought that anything was beautiful, but Luke made the exception. In the back of his mind Asch had to wonder if he was being a narcissist, thinking that Luke was beautiful, when Luke was very technically Asch. Luke’s pale skin glowed in the light of the moon that slipped in through the window, and the rise and fall of his chest made Asch’s mind buzz.
bzzzzzt
From that thought Asch slowly moved to Luke’s member, first gradually stroking it to bring it to full bloom.
YOUR DICK IS A BEAUTIFUL FLOWER, LUKE
The God-General then casually licked the tip of Luke’s excretion
ew excretion ew
before he brought it into his mouth fully working his tongue around the swollen member as he sucked. His movements began to simulate a thrusting motion as he began to move his head back and forth taking the younger’s member in deeper with each thrust and with each deeper thrust Luke’s moans grew in volume.
RENDING THRUST
‘You’re this responsive from just this?’ Asch said mentally with a rather cocky tone. ‘Scream my name.’ Asch commanded seeming to have recovered from his slight emotional distress.
“A-ASCH!” Luke called obediently as he felt all the heat in his lower portion jet out into Asch’s mouth as the young noble climaxed hard.
...lower portion
"MY FEET ARE HOT, ASCH"
Asch greeted the cum with an expecting moan before he quickly drank the fluid down. Making sure to suck anything left over out before he went back up to kiss Luke hard allowing the lighter red head to taste himself. “Surprisingly sweet.” Asch smirked looking into Luke’s eyes.
ew ew ew ew
“S-stop making fun of me.” Luke flushed bright red while pushing Asch slightly away.
Not gonna happen, Luke. Not now, not ever.
“I’m not making fun.” Asch cooed ghosting his hand over Luke’s bare and muscled stomach and up to cup his cheek. “If anything that’s a complement.” Asch said kissing Luke lightly before he slipped his tongue into the younger’s mouth.
Magical soul-binding rape.
Meanwhile, Asch’s free hand managed to find its way back to Luke’s reemerging lower half.
i'm picturing luke's legs having curled into his torso and now they're falling back out and oh god it's just like baman
This time though instead of simply pleasing Luke he carefully slipped his index with Luke’s entrance.
I slip my index on a pretty regular basis, but not with an entrance at the same time! Asch, you amazing multitasker.
The younger red head broke the kiss with a surprised gasp. The finger inside him was far too foreign and it didn’t help Luke’s discomfort when Asch added another finger.
Luke began to shake rather violently from the intrusion but never said to stop. Not that Asch could stop at this point. He needed a release and Luke was just the tool he needed for that release.
now look what you've done, Asch, you've broken his brain
His fingers pressed in and out a few times then made a scissoring motion before Asch pulled them out and positioned his tip at Luke’s entrance. “This will feel extremely uncomfortable at first.” Asch said pressing up against Luke a little. “Ready?”
Without lube, too. ouch.
Luke didn’t respond for a few seconds. Truthfully he was terrified at what was happening. He could never remember being this scared before in his entire seven years of living. ‘I know it’s a lot to ask but trust me.’ Asch nudged Luke mentally.
HAHAHAHAHAHA. TRUST YOU, ASCH? YOU ARE RAPING HIM. WHAT.
‘Okay.’ Luke nodded before Asch returned the motion before pushing into Luke quickly. After he entered Asch began to shake. He had never expected Luke to be this tight or this hot.
He should have known. I mean, he's not even using lube.
He felt as if Luke was swallowing his shaft whole
HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHA
which easily caused Asch to want nothing more then to fuck the replica until the springs broke.
Aramis would be the first to go.
The God-General had to use every bit of self control he had to stop from just ramming into Luke without mercy. Asch was surprised at himself. He had been given far cruller
cruller
treatment then what he was giving Luke. Then he realized; he did not want to stoop to the level of those to had taken advantage of him. Besides, other then this little bed fiasco and Akzeriuth, Luke was pure and unsoiled by the world.
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In the time Asch spent thinking Luke had grown adjusted to Asch within him. The younger red head andnever expected
(sic)
to feel anything like what he was feeling. It just felt wrong that there was anything that could hard and hot within him like Asch was.
Asch can hard AND he can hot? AT THE SAME TIME? Asch is a machine
After surveying Luke carefully Asch began to move. Slow at first so that Luke wouldn’t be torn, then faster until Asch found Luke’s prostate. Once Asch hit that spot Luke let out a rather loud moan as he griped the sheets tightly.
All he ever does is gripe anyway. Nothing new here.
The younger really could be loud if he let himself go. It was indeed a good thing that there was no one else in his party on this floor or it would have led to the door being broken down long ago.
Well, if anyone heard, he could always just pretend he was masturbating. Close enough anyway.
Asch thought about saying something about the level of Luke’s voice but instead smiled. The difference between the loud outbursts Luke was giving now compared to when Asch made the younger climax the first time was that these would by no mistake sex moans. Anyone that came by would probably dismiss it or wait until later to question about it.
“A-Asch! Faster!” Luke moaned as Asch assaulted the prostate over and over again causing stars to appear in Luke’s vision.
He never could get them out after that. It was like the damn things were burned into his retinas.
Asch happily obeyed increasing his speed until he felt a soon coming release. In response to the oncoming climax Asch grabbed Luke’s member and began to pump in it time with his thrusts. “Ah, no! It’s too much at once!” Luke cried out in mid-moan as Asch plunged into him over and over again. With each movement the two red heads came closer and closer until finally Luke came, shooting seed into Asch’s hand and across their stomachs.
As he climaxed Luke tightened the area that Asch was driving into
lol
and in result sent Asch over the edge. The original pushed in hard as he released into Luke until he was sure that the younger was completely full. After a few seconds of stillness Asch pulled out of Luke before flopping over beside the replica.
Both red heads were breathing deeply and covered in cum, sweat, and saliva. Luke looked into Asch’s eyes with a tired but affectionate look. Regardless of how things were outside, in this room, at this moment, Luke loved Asch. Even if Asch had simply just used him to relive sexual stress, Luke was happy.
I LOVE sexual stress and I'd love to re-live it every day.
“You’re too naïve.” Asch shook his head sitting up. “You don’t even know what love is. You’re just a kid.” Asch looked to the floor; he had just had sex with his replica. Why?
Because you are at the mercy of fangirl.
“I’m not kid.” Luke growled. Guy had used that same kind of term on him before.
"Me Luke. Me macho."
“Whatever.” Asch said moving to stand. He had to leave before something happened that would seriously glue him to Luke.
Siamese twins. Joined at the hip.
Right now he could simply dismiss it as a quick fuck, but he stayed long then it might not stay that way.
“You’re leaving?” Luke questioned grabbing Asch’s hand.
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
Asch said nothing for a long time. He just sat still looking at the floor as if he was trying to figure out what he was going to do. He wanted to leave so he wouldn’t grow attached to Luke. “Because this wasn’t anything more then a quick fuck.” Asch said coldly looking to look with distant eyes.
Denial. It's a river in Malkuth.
“I see.” Luke bit his lip. He wanted to ask Asch something but he didn’t know how to ask.
“Out with it, what do you want?” Asch less then snapped at Luke.
“I promise not to think anymore of what you did then just as you said but…would you stay here tonight?” Luke asked the older Fabre. “The inn and the hotel are completely maxed out, and its night outside so walking to the Albiore would be difficult if not impossible, so please. Stay with me a little while longer. Even if you’re gone when I wake up that’s fine. Once we leave this room it’ll be like nothing happened right?”
Oh Luke, you're just made of logic.
Asch was surprised that Luke understood him at all.
It wasn't like he ever understood Luke, anyway. He didn't speak dreck.
The God-General supposed that Luke had a point
so he pointedly pointed at the door with the point of his finger, earning him plenty of points
and that it wouldn’t hurt to reward Luke for staying more or less realistic. “Just for tonight, and like you said I probably won’t be here when you wake up.” Asch added.
“Okay.” Luke nodded with a smile.
“Go to sleep, idiot.” Asch muttered the insult that had started the night’s events. He patted Luke on the head before the two of them got comfortable. Luke laid half on Asch’s chest while Asch loosely held Luke close, and as time passed Asch found himself growing attached. “And you started this.” He whispered kissing Luke’s forehead before he put his eyes to rest.
The fact that there is still a wad of sexjuice cooling on Luke's stomach just makes this seem really gross to me. Maybe it's just me though. Maybe.
“Sleep well, Luke.”
As far as I know, yes, that is Luke saying this.
Asch will never let him live this down.
THE END.
Yeah, not as good as the last one, I think. BUT STILL FUN |D