TRC Fic: The Other Price (KuroxFai)
Title: The Other Price
Authors: tingting & ontogenesis (http://takadainmate.livejournal.com/ - tingting's LJ)
Rating: R for sexual content. Not for kiddies.
Summary: what if Yuuko had suggested... an alternative in Chapitre 125? A rather humorous take on a serious chapitre. Spoiler warnings, sorta.
Word Count: under 2,000.
Explanation: for Obon vacation, I traveled from Fukuoka to Tokyo for Comiket where I met up with the wonderful cienna (http://cienna.livejournal.com/ ) and tingting, who shall henceforth be known as my otousama & okaasama. Much fun was had and we wasted productively spent many hours discussing the latest TRC, KuroFai in particular. The end result was that otousama and okaasama forced me to write fic for them based on a crazy idea we hatched, although I can't write pervy mature material so the extremely talented tingting mostly wrote those parts. Anyway, this is the first collaboration fic for both of us, so please enjoy it. Feedback is appreciated.
:edit: Removed because I couldn't stop worrying that some clueless dork on LJ's abuse staff would end up reading this, trying to decide if this qualifies as "art" or trash. If you wish to read it and you are an adult, give me your e-mail address. ~August 9, 2007.
:edit 2: Ah, what the heck. I'm putting it back up because I'm too lazy to e-mail it to people, and it seems Strikethrough is gone.
“Of course, there is a price.”
Kurogane narrowed his eyes at Yuuko’s projection but took care not to twitch angrily. One of his hands was still cradling Fai’s head, and he didn’t want to disturb the unconscious mage. “I don’t care what it is,” he growled. “I’ll pay anything. Just do it already.”
For the first time since she’d contacted them on Acid Rain World, the Space Time Bitch’s eyes took on that all-too familiar glimmer that Kurogane both knew and despised. Kurogane was certain the witch would be grinning ear-to-ear if the situation were any less serious and there weren’t an audience. “Are you suure, Kurogane?” she practically sang.
“Yes, damnit!” Kurogane could feel his face growing hot with anger. If it weren’t for the fact that he really needed Yuuko right now and she weren’t just a projection, he would surely strangle her right now (he didn’t usually attack women as a matter of principle, but there was no way in hell that Yuuko counted.)
“Fine,” the witch replied. “But the price is rather… how shall I phrase it? Personal.”
There was something about the way that Yuuko leaned forward and let that word roll off her tongue that made Kurogane pause. “Everyone out,” Kurogane said curtly, gesturing towards the door with his chin. “Except for you, manjuu bun.”
The disappointment was evident on everyone’s faces as they slowly shuffled out of the room - everyone except for the twin bloodsuckers, Kurogane noted. They seemed rather relieved to escape hearing what devious price the witch had concocted this time. When the room was emptied, Kurogane turned back to the witch’s projection. “Out with it,” he demanded.
Yuuko did not bother to suppress her grin any longer, and her black eyes slowly flickered over Kurogane in a way that he thought wholly inappropriate given the circumstances. “If you want Fai to live, you must sleep with him at least once every three days. Or he will die.”
The words Yuuko had spoken were Japanese and he understood them, but they did not quite register as a coherent sentence in his mind. “What?” was all he could manage.
The Space Time Bitch’s grin impossibly widened. “Fai. You have to screw him. Every three days. You do know how to do that, right?”
The blood pounded in Kurogane’s temples and he knew he was about to lose it, so he forced himself to look down at Fai’s pale, slight form as a way to anchor his emotions. The mage’s breaths were painfully shallow and sweat drenched his body, and Kurogane wished he could take Fai’s place instead. He’d do anything for Fai, and Yuuko’s “price” was in truth something he’d wanted to do for some time -he was willing to admit that to himself. But to make that decision for the both of them by himself was just wrong.
Yuuko sensed his hesitation and decided to move in for the kill. “You do realize that Fai isn’t going to have an issue with this, right? The man’s been trying to get into your pants since he first met you in front of my shop.” Yuuko’s tone suggested that was one of her fonder memories.
Kurogane desperately wanted to wipe that grin off the witch’s face; he really did. But she was right - Kurogane couldn’t count the number of times Fai had tried to cop a feel from him or how often the idiot mage would jump into his lap as soon as the kids had been tucked into bed. Fai was like a force of nature in that aspect; no matter what Kurogane did or said, Fai would never stop trying to seduce him. Kurogane swallowed hard. He hoped that made what he was about to do right. “Fine, I agree. Now fix him already.”
But Yuuko wasn’t done tormenting him yet. “I must say, I’m letting you off rather easily. Sex for a life? Where’s the price in that?”
“What. The. Hell. Do. You. Want.” Kurogane ground out, with enough force that Fai stirred and whimpered in his arms.
“Pictures, of you two together. I don’t care which of you is on top, although I do like variety. I’ll be generous, though: you don’t have to give me pictures right away.”
“I hate you,” Kurogane said simply. The woman was Evil, Pure and Incarnate to be able to demand such a perverted thing without even blushing. He remembered the twin bloodsuckers’ discomfort earlier and wondered what her price had been from them.
“So you agree?” Yuuko chirped, and Kurogane managed to grunt an agreement. “Fine then, it’s done. By the way, today will count as three days, so Fai is going to need some of your tender loving when he wakes up, Kurogane.”
Yuuko’s projection disappeared before Kurogane got a chance to curse her out. Kurogane sighed and looked down at Fai. His breathing had already become less labored, and his face was no longer knit in pain. Kurogane laid him down on the bed and wiped his face and neck off with a damp cloth, then pulled a chair over to the bed so he could sit and wait and try to puzzle out a way to break the news to Fai.
“Kurogane.” Mokona stared at him solemnly, its ears low. “Please take care of him… and Mokona won’t tell anyone.”
Kurogane watched as Mokona trudged out of the room, relieved that the manjuu bun did not share its mistress’ interest in torturing him.
Several hours passed and Fai did not stir, but Kurogane noticed color gradually returning to the mage’s pale face. Feeling drained, Kurogane propped his head against one hand and placed the other on Fai’s chest. He then closed his eyes, focusing only on the reassuring feel of Fai’s heartbeat under his fingertips.
“Kuro-mu…”
Kurogane snapped to attention, wide awake. He wasn’t certain how long he’d been sleeping. One blue eye met his, questioning. “You’ll be okay now,” Kurogane said.
Fai gave him a sleepy smile and slipped a hand into Kurogane’s fingers, and Kurogane let it stay there. “How much… did you hear?” asked Kurogane cautiously.
“You said you didn’t care. That you’d pay anything. For me.” Fai’s smile grew bigger and he pushed himself up on his elbows. He leaned close to Kurogane, and Kurogane’s pulse jumped.
“About the price,” Kurogane started, but he was silenced by a finger Fai placed against his lips.
“I don’t want to talk about that just now. When I knew I was going to die, all I could think about was how I wished I’d gotten a chance to show you… that I’m not an idiot. And now I have that chance.”
Then suddenly Fai’s lips were covering his, effectively cutting off everything Kurogane had planned to say about how they would have to be stoic and dignified and somehow manage to suffer through regularly scheduled sex (courtesy of Yuuko.) Then there were fingers buried in his hair, fingers that stroked teasingly through his hair and ran down to his neck and tugged at his collar and unfastened shirt buttons, and Kurogane forgot that he even had anything to say. But he did not forget the things he had been wanting to do for a rather long time, and he slipped his hands behind Fai’s back and pulled the mage onto the chair with him so that slim long legs were straddling his waist.
“Mm, this is nice, Kuro-pon,” Fai murmured, his now-husky voice sending shivers down Kurogane’s spine.
“You’re still an idiot, you know.”
Kurogane felt Fai smile against his neck. Then there was hot breath against his skin, and a warm tongue licking a trail from his jaw to his collarbone. Kurogane growled and Fai laughed and began to fumble with the buttons on Kurogane’s pants. “You know,” Fai said between laughs, “I’ve been wanting to do this since I first met you at Yuuko-san’s place.”
“That’s what that bitch said earlier,” Kurogane snapped, and stood up abruptly so that Fai tumbled back onto the bed. Fai blinked up at Kurogane in surprise, still grinning madly. “Oh, so you’ve been discussing our sex lives with Yuuko, have you?”
“That’s what I was trying to tell you earlier before you jumped me.” Kurogane pinned Fai to the bed and kissed him on the lips, to cut off the reply he could see forming. He decided it wasn’t fair that he was more unclothed than Fai, so Kurogane tugged the black shirt over Fai’s head. He stared at the pale, exposed skin for a moment, then settled on the soft curve of Fai’s belly. “Oh,” Fai gasped as Kurogane’s lips brushed against sensitive skin, then he started giggled and squirming and pushing at Kurogane in an effort to protect his belly.
“No you don’t.” With a swift movement, Kurogane seized Fai’s wrists. He pinned one of Fai’s arms behind his head, then took the other hand and locked eyes with Fai. As Fai watched, Kurogane very slowly and deliberately licked the mage’s wrist, then he ran his tongue down each of the fingers before taking them in his mouth and gently sucking.
“Do I taste good, Kuro-woof?” Fai teased, his face flushed. “Do you want to eat me all up?”
“No, you taste like stupid mage,” Kurogane hissed, glaring at Fai as he released Fai’s wrists and ran his hands down towards his legs. Annoyed with thick fabric and continued teasing laughs, Kurogane tugged sharply at Fai’s pants.
“Oww, Kuro-muu! So rough, don’t you know you should be more gentle with someone in my condition?” Fai protested, but the effect was somewhat lessened by giggling.
Kurogane bit Fai roughly on his collarbone, then pulled away, eyes narrowed and intent. “Shut up,” he said. Then he returned to the mage’s pants and yanked them off with an indignant smirk, and ran his hands down Fai’s thighs. The mage inhaled sharply at the contact, and caressed Kurogane on the face as he pulled upwards gently so that Kurogane was drawn up for another long kiss. Kurogane felt long fingers across his shoulders, pulling the fabric of his shirt off. “Mpfhf, thisf iz betcar,” Kurogane heard Fai mumble into the kiss as he ran fingers over now-bare skin. Kurogane pulled away briefly to glare at Fai. “Don’t you ever shut up?” Fai smiled unrepentantly. “No.”
Fai was far too cheerful and mocking for Kurogane’s liking, so he decided to turn the tables on the idiot mage. A hand sent down into Fai’s underwear seemed rather effective as Fai’s breaths sped up and he moaned at Kurogane’s touch on him. Kurogane grinned triumphantly and plied Fai’s cock in his hands. “No fair, Kuro-chi,” Fai protested between gasps. “Do you want me to stop?” Kurogane growled, stilling his hands. Fai shifted pleadingly. “No,” he whined and entwined his arms around Kurogane’s waist to draw him closer. Feeling obliging, Kurogane resumed his caresses. He felt the mage’s hands playing down his sides then, light touches that heated his blood and drew his breath. Then cool hands slipped down under fabric and curled around Kurogane’s ass possessively. Enjoying the sensation, Kurogane leaned down and kissed along Fai’s jaw, watching parted lips and flushed cheeks.
Suddenly Kurogane gasped, feeling dexterous fingers wrap around his cock. “Does it feel nice, Kuro-won?” murmured Fai, nuzzling Kurogane’s neck. Kurogane grunted in response and arched into Fai’s hands, aroused and desiring more. “Mmm, but don’t neglect me, selfish Kuro-tan,” Fai pouted, thrusting against Kurogane’s hands as a reminder. Kurogane snorted but returned to stroking Fai, this time with renewed intensity and speed. Fai matched him with twisting fingers and gentle presses, making Kurogane hiss and writhe above him. Then Kurogane kissed Fai again, tasting him. Feeling Fai in his hands and Fai’s hands on him, each thrusting against the other was an incredible sensation and Kurogane could feel himself teetering on the edge. Below him, Fai moaned and Kurogane realized Fai was also quickly losing control.
More thrusting and more touching and no inane chatter from the idiot mage - Kurogane, content and smug, stroked faster and watched Fai tremble in anticipation, his lips open and inviting, so he kissed him again and harder as Fai came in his hands. Then the friction and the sensation and Fai’s hands and body and lips were overwhelming and Kurogane came too.
Fai chuckled weakly, pulling his hands from Kurogane’s underwear. “Wow, Kuro-pi must really like me.”
Kurogane removed his hands as well, wiping them on the sheets. “Shut up, idiot,” he said, bringing his hands up to brush through Fai’s hair.
***
Kurogane opened his eyes lazily, feeling rather satisfied. Fai lay awake and sprawled over his chest, long limbs draped over him like a reclining cat, but Kurogane found he couldn’t muster the energy to be annoyed. “You never did tell me what the price was, Kuro-rin,” Fai said sleepily.
“That’s because you threw yourself at me before I got the chance,” he retorted. “And the price is this.”
Stunned, Fai blinked slowly. “The price is… sex? How exactly is that a price?”
Kurogane sighed and rolled his eyes. He hated having the same conversation twice. “That’s more or less what the Time Space Bitch said, and she demanded an additional payment.” He found he couldn’t quite bring himself to say what it was.
Fai, lacking any sense of propriety, proceeded to harass him until he finally answered. “Pictures? Of you and me, naked?” Fai giggled as if he found Yuuko extremely amusing and clever. “Did she say who gets to be on top?” he managed to say between giggles.
Kurogane threw a pillow at Fai.
-Owari.
Authors: tingting & ontogenesis (http://takadainmate.livejournal.com/ - tingting's LJ)
Rating: R for sexual content. Not for kiddies.
Summary: what if Yuuko had suggested... an alternative in Chapitre 125? A rather humorous take on a serious chapitre. Spoiler warnings, sorta.
Word Count: under 2,000.
Explanation: for Obon vacation, I traveled from Fukuoka to Tokyo for Comiket where I met up with the wonderful cienna (http://cienna.livejournal.com/ ) and tingting, who shall henceforth be known as my otousama & okaasama. Much fun was had and we wasted productively spent many hours discussing the latest TRC, KuroFai in particular. The end result was that otousama and okaasama forced me to write fic for them based on a crazy idea we hatched, although I can't write pervy mature material so the extremely talented tingting mostly wrote those parts. Anyway, this is the first collaboration fic for both of us, so please enjoy it. Feedback is appreciated.
:edit: Removed because I couldn't stop worrying that some clueless dork on LJ's abuse staff would end up reading this, trying to decide if this qualifies as "art" or trash. If you wish to read it and you are an adult, give me your e-mail address. ~August 9, 2007.
:edit 2: Ah, what the heck. I'm putting it back up because I'm too lazy to e-mail it to people, and it seems Strikethrough is gone.
“Of course, there is a price.”
Kurogane narrowed his eyes at Yuuko’s projection but took care not to twitch angrily. One of his hands was still cradling Fai’s head, and he didn’t want to disturb the unconscious mage. “I don’t care what it is,” he growled. “I’ll pay anything. Just do it already.”
For the first time since she’d contacted them on Acid Rain World, the Space Time Bitch’s eyes took on that all-too familiar glimmer that Kurogane both knew and despised. Kurogane was certain the witch would be grinning ear-to-ear if the situation were any less serious and there weren’t an audience. “Are you suure, Kurogane?” she practically sang.
“Yes, damnit!” Kurogane could feel his face growing hot with anger. If it weren’t for the fact that he really needed Yuuko right now and she weren’t just a projection, he would surely strangle her right now (he didn’t usually attack women as a matter of principle, but there was no way in hell that Yuuko counted.)
“Fine,” the witch replied. “But the price is rather… how shall I phrase it? Personal.”
There was something about the way that Yuuko leaned forward and let that word roll off her tongue that made Kurogane pause. “Everyone out,” Kurogane said curtly, gesturing towards the door with his chin. “Except for you, manjuu bun.”
The disappointment was evident on everyone’s faces as they slowly shuffled out of the room - everyone except for the twin bloodsuckers, Kurogane noted. They seemed rather relieved to escape hearing what devious price the witch had concocted this time. When the room was emptied, Kurogane turned back to the witch’s projection. “Out with it,” he demanded.
Yuuko did not bother to suppress her grin any longer, and her black eyes slowly flickered over Kurogane in a way that he thought wholly inappropriate given the circumstances. “If you want Fai to live, you must sleep with him at least once every three days. Or he will die.”
The words Yuuko had spoken were Japanese and he understood them, but they did not quite register as a coherent sentence in his mind. “What?” was all he could manage.
The Space Time Bitch’s grin impossibly widened. “Fai. You have to screw him. Every three days. You do know how to do that, right?”
The blood pounded in Kurogane’s temples and he knew he was about to lose it, so he forced himself to look down at Fai’s pale, slight form as a way to anchor his emotions. The mage’s breaths were painfully shallow and sweat drenched his body, and Kurogane wished he could take Fai’s place instead. He’d do anything for Fai, and Yuuko’s “price” was in truth something he’d wanted to do for some time -he was willing to admit that to himself. But to make that decision for the both of them by himself was just wrong.
Yuuko sensed his hesitation and decided to move in for the kill. “You do realize that Fai isn’t going to have an issue with this, right? The man’s been trying to get into your pants since he first met you in front of my shop.” Yuuko’s tone suggested that was one of her fonder memories.
Kurogane desperately wanted to wipe that grin off the witch’s face; he really did. But she was right - Kurogane couldn’t count the number of times Fai had tried to cop a feel from him or how often the idiot mage would jump into his lap as soon as the kids had been tucked into bed. Fai was like a force of nature in that aspect; no matter what Kurogane did or said, Fai would never stop trying to seduce him. Kurogane swallowed hard. He hoped that made what he was about to do right. “Fine, I agree. Now fix him already.”
But Yuuko wasn’t done tormenting him yet. “I must say, I’m letting you off rather easily. Sex for a life? Where’s the price in that?”
“What. The. Hell. Do. You. Want.” Kurogane ground out, with enough force that Fai stirred and whimpered in his arms.
“Pictures, of you two together. I don’t care which of you is on top, although I do like variety. I’ll be generous, though: you don’t have to give me pictures right away.”
“I hate you,” Kurogane said simply. The woman was Evil, Pure and Incarnate to be able to demand such a perverted thing without even blushing. He remembered the twin bloodsuckers’ discomfort earlier and wondered what her price had been from them.
“So you agree?” Yuuko chirped, and Kurogane managed to grunt an agreement. “Fine then, it’s done. By the way, today will count as three days, so Fai is going to need some of your tender loving when he wakes up, Kurogane.”
Yuuko’s projection disappeared before Kurogane got a chance to curse her out. Kurogane sighed and looked down at Fai. His breathing had already become less labored, and his face was no longer knit in pain. Kurogane laid him down on the bed and wiped his face and neck off with a damp cloth, then pulled a chair over to the bed so he could sit and wait and try to puzzle out a way to break the news to Fai.
“Kurogane.” Mokona stared at him solemnly, its ears low. “Please take care of him… and Mokona won’t tell anyone.”
Kurogane watched as Mokona trudged out of the room, relieved that the manjuu bun did not share its mistress’ interest in torturing him.
Several hours passed and Fai did not stir, but Kurogane noticed color gradually returning to the mage’s pale face. Feeling drained, Kurogane propped his head against one hand and placed the other on Fai’s chest. He then closed his eyes, focusing only on the reassuring feel of Fai’s heartbeat under his fingertips.
“Kuro-mu…”
Kurogane snapped to attention, wide awake. He wasn’t certain how long he’d been sleeping. One blue eye met his, questioning. “You’ll be okay now,” Kurogane said.
Fai gave him a sleepy smile and slipped a hand into Kurogane’s fingers, and Kurogane let it stay there. “How much… did you hear?” asked Kurogane cautiously.
“You said you didn’t care. That you’d pay anything. For me.” Fai’s smile grew bigger and he pushed himself up on his elbows. He leaned close to Kurogane, and Kurogane’s pulse jumped.
“About the price,” Kurogane started, but he was silenced by a finger Fai placed against his lips.
“I don’t want to talk about that just now. When I knew I was going to die, all I could think about was how I wished I’d gotten a chance to show you… that I’m not an idiot. And now I have that chance.”
Then suddenly Fai’s lips were covering his, effectively cutting off everything Kurogane had planned to say about how they would have to be stoic and dignified and somehow manage to suffer through regularly scheduled sex (courtesy of Yuuko.) Then there were fingers buried in his hair, fingers that stroked teasingly through his hair and ran down to his neck and tugged at his collar and unfastened shirt buttons, and Kurogane forgot that he even had anything to say. But he did not forget the things he had been wanting to do for a rather long time, and he slipped his hands behind Fai’s back and pulled the mage onto the chair with him so that slim long legs were straddling his waist.
“Mm, this is nice, Kuro-pon,” Fai murmured, his now-husky voice sending shivers down Kurogane’s spine.
“You’re still an idiot, you know.”
Kurogane felt Fai smile against his neck. Then there was hot breath against his skin, and a warm tongue licking a trail from his jaw to his collarbone. Kurogane growled and Fai laughed and began to fumble with the buttons on Kurogane’s pants. “You know,” Fai said between laughs, “I’ve been wanting to do this since I first met you at Yuuko-san’s place.”
“That’s what that bitch said earlier,” Kurogane snapped, and stood up abruptly so that Fai tumbled back onto the bed. Fai blinked up at Kurogane in surprise, still grinning madly. “Oh, so you’ve been discussing our sex lives with Yuuko, have you?”
“That’s what I was trying to tell you earlier before you jumped me.” Kurogane pinned Fai to the bed and kissed him on the lips, to cut off the reply he could see forming. He decided it wasn’t fair that he was more unclothed than Fai, so Kurogane tugged the black shirt over Fai’s head. He stared at the pale, exposed skin for a moment, then settled on the soft curve of Fai’s belly. “Oh,” Fai gasped as Kurogane’s lips brushed against sensitive skin, then he started giggled and squirming and pushing at Kurogane in an effort to protect his belly.
“No you don’t.” With a swift movement, Kurogane seized Fai’s wrists. He pinned one of Fai’s arms behind his head, then took the other hand and locked eyes with Fai. As Fai watched, Kurogane very slowly and deliberately licked the mage’s wrist, then he ran his tongue down each of the fingers before taking them in his mouth and gently sucking.
“Do I taste good, Kuro-woof?” Fai teased, his face flushed. “Do you want to eat me all up?”
“No, you taste like stupid mage,” Kurogane hissed, glaring at Fai as he released Fai’s wrists and ran his hands down towards his legs. Annoyed with thick fabric and continued teasing laughs, Kurogane tugged sharply at Fai’s pants.
“Oww, Kuro-muu! So rough, don’t you know you should be more gentle with someone in my condition?” Fai protested, but the effect was somewhat lessened by giggling.
Kurogane bit Fai roughly on his collarbone, then pulled away, eyes narrowed and intent. “Shut up,” he said. Then he returned to the mage’s pants and yanked them off with an indignant smirk, and ran his hands down Fai’s thighs. The mage inhaled sharply at the contact, and caressed Kurogane on the face as he pulled upwards gently so that Kurogane was drawn up for another long kiss. Kurogane felt long fingers across his shoulders, pulling the fabric of his shirt off. “Mpfhf, thisf iz betcar,” Kurogane heard Fai mumble into the kiss as he ran fingers over now-bare skin. Kurogane pulled away briefly to glare at Fai. “Don’t you ever shut up?” Fai smiled unrepentantly. “No.”
Fai was far too cheerful and mocking for Kurogane’s liking, so he decided to turn the tables on the idiot mage. A hand sent down into Fai’s underwear seemed rather effective as Fai’s breaths sped up and he moaned at Kurogane’s touch on him. Kurogane grinned triumphantly and plied Fai’s cock in his hands. “No fair, Kuro-chi,” Fai protested between gasps. “Do you want me to stop?” Kurogane growled, stilling his hands. Fai shifted pleadingly. “No,” he whined and entwined his arms around Kurogane’s waist to draw him closer. Feeling obliging, Kurogane resumed his caresses. He felt the mage’s hands playing down his sides then, light touches that heated his blood and drew his breath. Then cool hands slipped down under fabric and curled around Kurogane’s ass possessively. Enjoying the sensation, Kurogane leaned down and kissed along Fai’s jaw, watching parted lips and flushed cheeks.
Suddenly Kurogane gasped, feeling dexterous fingers wrap around his cock. “Does it feel nice, Kuro-won?” murmured Fai, nuzzling Kurogane’s neck. Kurogane grunted in response and arched into Fai’s hands, aroused and desiring more. “Mmm, but don’t neglect me, selfish Kuro-tan,” Fai pouted, thrusting against Kurogane’s hands as a reminder. Kurogane snorted but returned to stroking Fai, this time with renewed intensity and speed. Fai matched him with twisting fingers and gentle presses, making Kurogane hiss and writhe above him. Then Kurogane kissed Fai again, tasting him. Feeling Fai in his hands and Fai’s hands on him, each thrusting against the other was an incredible sensation and Kurogane could feel himself teetering on the edge. Below him, Fai moaned and Kurogane realized Fai was also quickly losing control.
More thrusting and more touching and no inane chatter from the idiot mage - Kurogane, content and smug, stroked faster and watched Fai tremble in anticipation, his lips open and inviting, so he kissed him again and harder as Fai came in his hands. Then the friction and the sensation and Fai’s hands and body and lips were overwhelming and Kurogane came too.
Fai chuckled weakly, pulling his hands from Kurogane’s underwear. “Wow, Kuro-pi must really like me.”
Kurogane removed his hands as well, wiping them on the sheets. “Shut up, idiot,” he said, bringing his hands up to brush through Fai’s hair.
***
Kurogane opened his eyes lazily, feeling rather satisfied. Fai lay awake and sprawled over his chest, long limbs draped over him like a reclining cat, but Kurogane found he couldn’t muster the energy to be annoyed. “You never did tell me what the price was, Kuro-rin,” Fai said sleepily.
“That’s because you threw yourself at me before I got the chance,” he retorted. “And the price is this.”
Stunned, Fai blinked slowly. “The price is… sex? How exactly is that a price?”
Kurogane sighed and rolled his eyes. He hated having the same conversation twice. “That’s more or less what the Time Space Bitch said, and she demanded an additional payment.” He found he couldn’t quite bring himself to say what it was.
Fai, lacking any sense of propriety, proceeded to harass him until he finally answered. “Pictures? Of you and me, naked?” Fai giggled as if he found Yuuko extremely amusing and clever. “Did she say who gets to be on top?” he managed to say between giggles.
Kurogane threw a pillow at Fai.
-Owari.