TB/X-1999 (Seishirou/Subaru)
Title: Stupidity
Author: praiseofshadows
Pairings: Seishirou/Subaru
Rating: R for dubious consent and other things...
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns all. ^_~
Summary: For daily15 word #297. Subaru does some not-very-smart things. Seishirou doesn't mind.
Silence Is Golden
It’s a stupid thing to do. But Subaru has never been smart; even all those years ago, he managed to wander into the Sakurazukamori’s trap. And now he’s here. And he’s here, and they’re here.
Together.
And Subaru’s ignoring the little voice inside his head, the one that sounds oh-so-very much like his grandmother and instead allows Seishirou-san to cup his face.
Push him back into the wall and do things that should never be done to well-bred, upper-class boys-turned-young-men.
Reckless.
Even Hokuto-chan might call it such, but Seishirou-san’s biting his lips bloody, and all Subaru can do is hiss and groan and wind his arms about the older man’s neck.
There are risks Subaru is willing to take, and then there are risks he isn’t, and there’s always the chance that if he says no and don’t and it hurts that Seishirou-san will stop (he has before), and Subaru will be alone in a dirty alley or a cheap motel room with nothing but the shame and the lost moments.
But for now, Seishirou-san’s breath is heavy against his ear, and his hands are bruising Subaru’s wrists, and (best of all) his body is so hot and hard against Subaru that Subaru can’t berate himself further.
Can’t think at all, really, and so he just stops.
Author: praiseofshadows
Pairings: Seishirou/Subaru
Rating: R for dubious consent and other things...
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns all. ^_~
Summary: For daily15 word #297. Subaru does some not-very-smart things. Seishirou doesn't mind.
Silence Is Golden
It’s a stupid thing to do. But Subaru has never been smart; even all those years ago, he managed to wander into the Sakurazukamori’s trap. And now he’s here. And he’s here, and they’re here.
Together.
And Subaru’s ignoring the little voice inside his head, the one that sounds oh-so-very much like his grandmother and instead allows Seishirou-san to cup his face.
Push him back into the wall and do things that should never be done to well-bred, upper-class boys-turned-young-men.
Reckless.
Even Hokuto-chan might call it such, but Seishirou-san’s biting his lips bloody, and all Subaru can do is hiss and groan and wind his arms about the older man’s neck.
There are risks Subaru is willing to take, and then there are risks he isn’t, and there’s always the chance that if he says no and don’t and it hurts that Seishirou-san will stop (he has before), and Subaru will be alone in a dirty alley or a cheap motel room with nothing but the shame and the lost moments.
But for now, Seishirou-san’s breath is heavy against his ear, and his hands are bruising Subaru’s wrists, and (best of all) his body is so hot and hard against Subaru that Subaru can’t berate himself further.
Can’t think at all, really, and so he just stops.