Fire Emblem Kink Meme~!
The Fire Emblem Kink Meme has MOVED! The new kink meme is here and the anon meme is here.
The comment screening issue from before should be solved now; anon comments are enabled so any fills that you feel like posting here can still happen.
Thanks to this secret posted on fandomsecrets, I decided to go ahead and do something I'd been toying with for a little ( Read more... )
The comment screening issue from before should be solved now; anon comments are enabled so any fills that you feel like posting here can still happen.
Thanks to this secret posted on fandomsecrets, I decided to go ahead and do something I'd been toying with for a little ( Read more... )
To further drive home his point, he shifted, grinding his hips into Matthew's. The assassin's surprised cry dissolved into a muffled moan at the heat and contact; the sound stopped abruptly as he bit his tongue, determined not to let the Demon get the best of him.
With a lunge, Matthew managed to flip their position so that he was the one doing the pinning-- breathing heavily, he glared into Karel's eyes. Blood dripped from his cut lip and rolled down the side of the swordsman's cheek, the bright red dotting his dark hair. Now Matthew was the one biting, kissing, streaking blood across Karel's face, neck, chest, every small press of lips to skin tainted with the coppery taste of his own blood.
He gasped as he felt nails digging into his back, pushing him harder against the other man, the contact sending shocks across his body; this wasn't a battle, wasn't a brawl, wasn't even sex-- he couldn't find a word for it; competition? Was it a test?
Almost as if to affirm his idea, there was the heat of their bodies touching again, rubbing against each other, friction, contact-- waves of heat, sparks of pleasure mingled with the pain from numerous cuts and scratches. The only sounds for some time were ragged breathing, soft moans, the brush of fabric on fabric, the occasional gasp as teeth grazed sensitive places--
A strangled cry as Matthew was pinned again; Karel took over, grinding against the assassin, pressing him into the ground, pressing their bodies together, teeth and lips working furiously at the curve of the spy's neck, every gasp and moan egging him on--
Matthew came with a whimper, arching against Karel, and sank back to the ground, defeated. The Sword Demon hovered over the assassin, panting, eyes glinting a challenge, then stood up slowly and walked over to where his undercoat was crumpled in a heap on a ground.
"I accept," he muttered gruffly, dusting off the coat and folding it over his arm. He walked over to his other coat and picked it up, then went after his belt and sword.
Matthew propped himself up on one elbow, still panting, eyes half-closed.
"You're... you're crazy," he gasped, halfheartedly.
The Sword Demon paused for a moment, holding the tent flap open.
"Get used to it."
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I sort of forgot to put this at the beginning. ^^;
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author!anon says thank you <3 she takes cash, paypal, and personal checks
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