King's Christmas Batch Part 2
Christmas Gift #13
Title: Sixth Sense
Prompt: Sixth Sense
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: R
Words: 249
Warnings: yaoi; King’s special abilities;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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King really did have a sixth sense when it came to sensing when his little cute kitten was taking a shower. He didn’t really need to see his lover to know. There was simply this urge to head to the bathroom, shed his clothed and either wait for Maru to come in or jump him under the spray of hot water. It was as if the young man spread I’m-all-naked-and-wet-and-waiting-for-you pheromones all over the place. And it really made King happy that they lived alone.
His sixth sense came in handy. First of all, his lover was already naked for him and it saved the time to strip him off clothes. Also, it was more difficult for Maru to escape King, especially if the pervert in question hid his clothes. His lover didn’t like walking around naked even in the privacy of their apartment - said it made him feel vulnerable and in constant danger.
Though King didn’t really get what he meant by that. Clothes were bothersome and most of them were off as soon as the door closed behind him. And he never felt threatened wandering around half-naked or naked around the house.
But he shouldn’t be thinking about all this right now. His Maru-in-the-shower alert just went off and in a matter of seconds King shed his shirt and sneaked into the shower not really surprised to see Maru waiting for him. Oh well, maybe his lover also developed some sort of sixth sense. King-on-the-way-to-fuck-you-senseless for example.
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Christmas Gift #14
Title: Punisher
Prompt: Gun
Position on King’s List: Back alley robber/Victim
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: R
Words: 920
Warnings: AU; yaoi; nonsense - it just grew and grew until it didn’t make sense anymore;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Honestly, Maru took this short cut every day since he started high school and this sort of situation has never happened before. Sure, he was aware of the danger of wandering alone through back alleys, but it wasn’t as if he was a girl or some sort of weakling. But, well, he never really learnt how to deal with a gun poking him in his back.
“What do you want?” He asked the robber hoping that playing badass would scare the guy away. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t work. Well, at least not like he wanted it too. Instead the gun moved slightly up and down as the robber laughed at his question.
“Silly, Kitten.” The guy said, his voice muffled as if he was wearing something that covered his lips. “Your wallet of course.” Kitten? What kind of robber calls his victim pet names? Maybe he was one of those mental ones.
“Tough luck, Mr. Robber. Forgot it today. “
“Oh? I’m pretty sure this does feel like a wallet.” The robber groped the back pocket of Maru’s jeans where an obvious bulge was. Here go my savings, Maru thought grimly. “And in case I’m wrong I can always take your virtue.”
“What the fuck?!” Maru almost forgot about the gun and tried to turn around to face the guy, but he was successfully stopped by the ramming into his back and pushing him against the wall again.
“Hey, this is not a way young boys should speak.” The guy was mocking him! Why the hell did he care proper behavior?
“I’m 17 already. I can speak however the hell I want.” The seventeen year old was pissed. He hated when people treated him like a kid, when they didn’t take him seriously, no matter if it were his parents, teachers at school or a crazy thief.
“Such a naughty boy. You need punishment.” The guy ‘s breath brushed Maru’s nape as he leaned and grazed the skin with his teeth.
“Wha-what are you doing?” The boy squirmed, his voice coming out weaker than he intended.
“Punishing you.” The robber replied before biting hard where Maru’s neck met shoulder. He couldn’t help but struggle as he felt the man’s teeth sinking in deeper into his skin. When his skin splitting he moved violently causing the gun to move against his back as well. Something felt off about it.
“T-that’s not really… a gun, is it?” Maru asked when the robber finally stopped abusing his neck.
“How did ya know?” The man laughed and shoved his hand in between Maru’s face and the wall showing him the stick he was previously poking the boy with. He behaved as if he didn’t really feel the need to pretend anymore.
“Didn’t feel like one when you moved it against my back.” He tried to peek through his shoulder, but the robber pushed him further against the wall.
“Such a smart little boy. Want me to reward you?” The guy whispered into his ear, his voice deeper all of a sudden and somehow familiar.
“I want you to let me go.” Well, he could try at least.
“Hm.” He made a pause as if he was really considering it. “No, sorry. Can’t.”
“Why the hell not?”
“I’ve got yet to punish you for your improper behavior.” He was leaning in again - Maru could feel the man’s hot breath ghosting against his skin.
“Then since you also have to reward me can’t the reward and punishment nullify each other or something?”
“Of course not. It won’t be any good if I don’t give you a lesson about how you should behave.” What was this all about? If the guy was really after his money he would’ve taken them a long time ago.
“Who are you?”
“Me? I’m a simple robber and defender of manners. At your service.”
“You want me to believe that?” Maru laughed, his cheek moving uncomfortably against the brick wall.
“Yes, since it’s true.”
“Show me your face then.” The voice really did sound familiar.
“What for?”
“Well, since you want to make a good boy out of me I think I should know the face of the man who made me a better man, right? In case I’d like to thank you.”
“Oh, nice.”
“Is that a yes?”
“Maybe.” The guy teased.
“Pretty please.” How did it come to this anyway?
“Haha, begging already? Makes me think that the whole badass attitude of yours’ is just a façade.” That bastard! He should’ve known from the start!
“Maybe.”
“Maybe what?”
“Maybe it really is a façade.” Maru decided to play along. For now at least since he knew who the ‘robber’ really was. April Fool’s, eh? Seriously, King had a lousy sense of humor sometimes. “So how about it? Will you show me your face?”
“Nope. But I can show you my gun.”
“What gun? We already established that you don’t carry one.” What was he talking about? Wasn’t it enough already?
“Well, because it’s not a real one. But it still can shoot.” Oh, no.
“I don’t really like where this is going.” Trust his lover to want to role-play in a back alley.
“No? I’m sure you’ll enjoy it though.” Frea licked the shell of his ear. “I can bet on it.”
“Let me go, King.” Maru warned in his best scary voice.
“No can do my sweet little kitten.” His lover didn’t seem deterred by the fact that Maru knew who he really was. “Your punishment awaits you.”
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Christmas Gift #15
Title: Lesson
Prompt: Sound
Position on King’s List: Teacher/Student
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 511
Warnings: AU; yaoi; a sample of my rpg with King (I played with the thought of adjusting the whole scene to the prompt, but that’s not what prompt’s are about, ne? so I just used a few of the sentences);
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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“Do you know why I told you to stay after class?”
Frea-sensei stood leaning against his desk with his arms crossed at his chest. He was dressed in a royal purple shirt and a pair of jeans, both articles of clothing hugging his lean body tightly and making Maru’s mouth water with saliva. King Frea was one of the few teachers that didn’t wear suits to school in favor to more comfortable clothes, but Maru knew he’d make even rags look good on him.
“Maru, are you listening?”
Of course he was and that was the problem. The reason why he was about to get detention was that he could never focus on what was going on during classes with Frea-sensei. It wasn’t because he was stupid or didn’t try hard enough. It was because of Sensei that his thoughts were filled with images that made his cock throb. It was all because of his Sensei’s voice.
They way his lips moved, his tongue danced inside his mouth producing words that sounded so unbearably hot that they set his whole body on fire. It didn’t really matter what the teacher was talking about as long as he was talking. The way his voice brushed his ears he could as well be pushing Maru against the nearest wall and telling him that he would be pounding in so fast and hard he wouldn’t be able to walk for a week; that he’ll make him cum over and over again and he’ll lick him clean; that he won’t let him go until he fucked him on every single desk in class, on every chair, against the windows and the blackboard; that he’ll make him scream so loud that his voice would be hoarse for days; that…
Maru shook his head. He really couldn’t control himself, could he?
“I wasn't paying attention during your lectures, Sensei.”
“And why was that?” The man pressed, his expression not giving away his mood.
The boy guessed that truth would be best, because no matter how hard he tried to fight his feelings they wouldn’t go away. And if he couldn’t win with them why not join forces and give it a shot.
“I was mesmerized by your voice, Sensei, my eyes able to focus on your lips only. I was imagining myself together with Sensei on the teacher's desk or against the blackboard with Sensei’s cock buried deep inside me.”
“Isn’t that a bit too bold, Maru?”
“I’m just being honest.” The boy answered barely able to contain himself. Sensei didn’t look disgusted with him! He didn’t tell him to go see a doc or that he was sorry, because he couldn’t return his feelings! Did that mean…? “Don't you think I deserve punishment, Sensei?”
“I guess the only way to get you to finally pay attention in my classes,” The man answered rubbing his temples as if he was still dealing with a troublesome student, “Is to get all those fantasies out of your head, and onto the table.”
He didn’t need to tell Maru twice.
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Christmas Gift #16
Title: Master
Prompt: Touch
Position on King’s List: Way too rich guy/Boy bought at auction
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 742
Warnings: AU; yaoi;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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This wasn’t the first time he got sold to someone. Though sold wasn’t a good word - he was borrowed. Because his Owner only lent his toys to others, but never gave them up entirely. He just let people play with them for some time if they wished for it and, of course, could afford it.
It was a whim thanks to which this was the fourth or fifth time a bored old man bought him for two weeks. Honestly, he didn’t even get to rest after the previous guy; couldn’t his Master give him a day or two off?
He let out a heavy sigh and let his temporary master’s bodyguards lead him to the bedroom where he was supposed to see the man for the first time. Maru tried not to have any expectations; he didn’t want to feel disappointed. It made things easier when it came to sharing the bed with his Master’s customers.
This time however, when the wooden door opened, he was pleasantly surprised to see that this wasn’t another old fart. For once his Master sold him to someone good-looking. Though honestly, good-looking was an understatement.
King Frea, because that was the name of the man that bought him for those two weeks, was a tall man with short, spiky white hair. His eyes were the color of a deep sea, but somehow still managed to be warm. He usually wore expensive suits, like any other man of his status. Or, where it was only the two of them, only a pair of silk boxers that drove Maru crazy more than if Frea was completely naked.
But it wasn’t his temporary master’s looks that made him for once happy that he got away from that lousy Master of his.
It was the way King touched him.
Up till now Maru was lent to old men that cared only about themselves. That never once tried to be gentle with him, to treat him like a human being and not like a toy.
But Frea. Frea was different. His touch made Maru feel special. Exquisite. For once someone cared for him too. It didn’t really matter whether King wanted it fast and now and screw the fact that it wasn’t the right place to be doing it; or he took his time exploring Maru’s body inch by inch with his elegant, long fingers, with his devilish tongue and soft lips, with his teeth. He was so delicate with him that it broke Maru’s heart every time and brought him on the verge of tears.
It was almost like making love.
Two weeks weren’t long and before he knew it, Maru was ready for Master Frea’s bodyguards to take him back home.
No.
Home was here. Home was where Frea was, where at last Maru wasn’t just a toy. Where he was treated like an equal. Where he was touched and caressed like a lover.
But he didn’t have a say in it, so he just stood in the hallway waiting for the car and feeling as if he was being torn apart.
To his surprise, King sat next to him in the limousine heading towards his Master’s mansion.
This were their last minutes together and Maru felt the urge to say something, but he feared that it might come out wrong, that he might be despised, so he kept silent and just observed the man from the corners of his eyes.
Before he knew it he was staring openly at him and Frea was looking back. Something in Maru snapped and in a matter of seconds he found himself in King’s lap kissing him fiercely, as if there was no tomorrow. Because that was the way he felt about it.
“Take me. Take me one last time.” Maru gasped into King’s ear and clung to the man waiting for his reply.
“What do you mean by ‘last time’?” Frea murmured into the skin of his neck.
“Well, since I’m going back to my Master…”
“Who told you that you’re going back, Mar? We’re only going there to get the formalities done and over with and pick up the rest of your stuff.”
“Huh?” Maru loosened his hold on King’s a bit so he could look the man in the eyes. “Does that mean…?”
“I’m not letting you go, Maru. From now on you belong to me.”
“Yes, Master.” Maru replied and hugged his new Owner closely. “I’m all yours.”
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Christmas Gift #17
Title: Accident
Prompt: Accident
Position on King’s List: Hospitalized pervert/Caring boyfriend
Genre: Romance/Angst
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 270
Warnings: BL; little bit of angst (sorry!);
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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It was an accident. It really was. He simply didn’t notice that car coming his way. And the driver didn’t make it in time. Might have happened to anybody.
He wasn’t badly hurt. A few broken ribs, scratches, bruises, concussion. That was all, really.
But the moment his worried to death lover entered the hospital room staring at his bandaged form with his eyes blurry, his lower lip shaking and hugged him carefully minding his injuries King felt fear for the first time since he woke up.
What if he was hit harder? What if the driver didn’t hit the brakes and didn’t manage to slow down a bit and the car hit him with full force?
What if he’d never get to make love to Maru again, drive him crazy with his tongue and fingers, make him moan so loud that their neighbor banged into the wall. What if he wouldn’t be able to kiss him, touch again, call his name? What if he’d never be able to see Maru again?
King shook his head.
Get a grip. Everything is okay now. You’re alive and Maru is here with ya. No use in worrying ‘bout ‘what if’s.
He looked at the sobbing bundle in his arms and smiled softly, lovingly. Then wider. Then he smirked.
He could use this accident to his advantage. Maru would be fusing around him, responding to his whims, being sweet and obedie… nice, that is. The boy would do give his best to please King.
Frea hugged his lover closer.
Strange as it sounds, he was actually happy that he was in that accident.
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Christmas Gift #18
Title: Daily routine
Prompt: Circle
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 465
Warnings: yaoi;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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It was a vicious circle.
He’d wake up and get fucked before school. It would be either in bed if he didn’t manage to get up fast enough or King woke up before him (which happened only on weekends when Maru was deaf to any alarm that might want to interrupt his sleep).
Or in the shower under the stream of hot water where he’d be pushed against one of the shower walls with Frea holding him up and pounding into him at the same time until there was no warm water left.
Or when he’d finally get dressed and wandered into the kitchen in search of breakfast which usually consisted of a cup of tea and a look in the direction of the fridge - the only time when he didn’t get to finish his drink was when he was sprawled on the kitchen table, or moving up and down in King’s lap as he sat in the kitchen chair.
Or just after he gave his lover a have-a-nice-day kiss and found himself back in their bed in a remarkably short time with all his clothes off.
Since he and King went to different Universities school was the only place Maru felt safe. Unless of course Frea decided to drop in and drag him into the bathroom for a quickie. Or an appetizer as his older lover liked to call it.
The next round began after the both of them got back home. It was also called an appetizer except the times when it went on and on until it became the main dish. Maru often wondered how he managed to always finish his schoolwork on time.
It all began anew with the beginning of a new day.
Practically everything leaded to him being either molested or fucked silly. He was mean or a tease - King called it punishment. He was cute - he got jumped. He did well as school - he had to be rewarded. They had a fight - they had make up sex. He undressed - “Well, since you’ve already got your clothes off.”. He dressed - “You look so tasty I wanna eat you up.”.
Those few days when he had to live by being unfucked was when King ended up in hospital after he was hit by a car. The worst two days of his life (on the third day the nurse interrupted them though it didn’t stop Frea from continuing after she excused herself and fled).
Well, maybe after all this time together he was finally getting used to his lover’s insatiable appetite. And maybe, just maybe, he was just as hungry as his King. Even though he wouldn’t admit it and keep struggling and playing hard to get.
It was all a vicious circle. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Christmas Gift #19
Title: Skin
Prompt: Moon
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 222
Warnings: yaoi; poetish ramble;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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His skin glistened in the moonlight. The fine sheen of sweat covering his lithe body made it shine even more. It was so bright, so light the color almost hurt his eyes. So ethereal.
The creamy white skin and the darkness of the night. They went together so good, the contrast between them so strong. So powerful it made him stand out. The only thing you needed to be able to see him was the moon.
Sometimes it made him think that his lover’s skin and the orb shining in the night sky had the same color, the same light. That they were the same.
The porcelain white always teased him, mocked him, made him want to leave marks on it, bite, nibble, suck, abuse until it was all read and more human like. Until he didn’t look so divine anymore. Until he was just as human as he was and squirmed beneath him in pleasure like any other lover would.
Sometimes he felt as if he was having sex with an unnatural creature that might disappear the moment he’d close his eyes. It felt so unreal. So sublime.
But at the same time it made him want to bring him down to earth. Make him more real. Made him want to mark him, defile him.
Beneath the light of the moon.
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Christmas Gift #20
Title: Snowball fight
Prompt: Snow
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 514
Warnings: BL; fluff;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Maru sneaked from tree to tree trying to make as little noise as possible in the tall snow. Almost there. A few more meters and… Yes! He should be close enough now.
He peeked from behind the tree. Yeah, there was his target. Gathering the shopping bags in his arms and closing the car door with his foot. Maru did feel sorry for the groceries, but oh well. Now or never.
He aimed. He threw. He scored!
“Mar!”
Now run!
“Get back here, you little bastard!”
Maru hid behind the snow wall just in time - the snowball Frea threw at him became now an element of his fortress. The barrier that protected him from his lover was about 1,5 meter tall and hid him well as he crouched behind it. He built it while King was gone shopping. Frea most probably expected him to be still in bed when he came back.
He picked another snowball from the pile he prepared earlier and after confirming his target’s location and avoiding another hit jumped up and threw it.
“Agrh! This means war!” His lover proclaimed. “I hope you’re prepared for your punishment, because that wall won’t stop me for too long!”
Maru just laughed and threw another snowball in King’s general direction. For the time being he felt safe where he was. He had enough ammunition to burry Frea under it.
“Come and get me if ya can, King!” The young man replied readying to throw another one.
No answer came however and when he peeked from behind his snow wall he couldn’t see his lover. He couldn’t vanish just like that! Well, Frea’s hair was more or less the same color as the snow, but still!
Minutes passed and no noise was made.
“King!” Maru called, but no one answered him.
“Hey, are you sulking?” He teased. He didn’t like not knowing where the older man was - it meant trouble.
“King? Where are ya?” He stood up, his upper body now a clear target above the wall.
“I’m right behind ya, Kitten.”
Maru swirled around at the words and was greeted with a snowball in the face and another one shoved under his jacket and shirt.
“King!” The brown haired man practically squeaked as he jumped and tugged at his shirt to get the snow from under his clothes.
After a few more seconds of Maru dancing around King, still laughing, took pity and helped him out.
“That’s what you get for picking up a fight with me, Kitten.” The man put his arms on Maru’s shoulders and rubbed his nose against his lovers chuckling at the young man’s pouting face.
“You’re cold.” Maru complained.
“And so are you.” Frea replied. “Now help me gather the groceries and then we’ll make some hot chocolate and drink it while snuggling under the blankets.”
An hour later Maru was dozing off cradled in King’s arms, the hot chocolate and his lover’s soothing warmth making him sleepy.
Ah, he loved winter even if only for it being so cold. He had a legitimate excuse for being cuddly.
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Christmas Gift #21
Title: Water
Prompt: Water
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 421
Warnings: BL; fluff;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Maru loved water.
He enjoyed long soaks in the bathtub until the water got cold, or long showers under the scorching stream. It helped him relax, gather his thoughts, sometimes it woke him hope. Unless of course his lover sneaked into the bathroom. Then there was no way he’d get to relax.
He liked walking in the rain without an umbrella. Of course, he wouldn’t go out it it was raining heavily. But warm, summer rain was something he’d never simply watch from behind the window.
He liked the softness of grass still wet from the morning dew. Running around bare feet, relishing in the freshness, the pure joy. It always made him feel full of energy.
He absolutely loved swimming. Not in the pool since his eyes were sensitive to chlorine and not in the see since the water was rarely warm enough for his liking. He preferred trips to the lake. Preferably with his friends, or with his lover only (as long as he behaved). Just like now.
He and King had a few days off from school and work and they decided to relax somewhere far from the crowded and noisy streets. Since autumn was warm this year they lent a little house near a lake, surrounded by a forest.
It was quiet here, the calm atmosphere soothing them, making them, feel a bit lazy. They went for long walks, swam in the lake, shared a blanket by the campfire, made love as much as they wanted and anywhere they felt like. It was really nice.
Maru got out of water after and shook his head much like a dog to King’s amusement. He toweled himself briefly before crawling on the blanket they set out and collapsing at Frea’s side with a content sight.
King watched him from the corner of his eye.
“For a Kitten, you really do like water, don’t you?”
“Yeah. I like swimming, though it would be more fun if you joined me.” Maru replied lying on his stomach now and resting his head on his crossed arms.
“Maybe next time, right now I still feel like napping.”
“Me too.” His Kitten said and yawned stretching on the blanket. “’m tired.”
“C’mere.” King pulled his lover closer and wrapped his arms around the young man’s waist.
Really, there was nothing that could relax his younger lover just s much as water. Maybe he should invest in a jacuzzi - warmth, water and bubbles - it’s made his Kitten putty in his arms in no time.
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Christmas Gift #22
Title: Lock
Prompt: Lock
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 265
Warnings: AU; a little angsty maybe;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Solitude was something that Maru never minded before. He was used to people going away, leaving his side, betraying him. He never really believed in them, never trusted them. They just were.
He never felt the joy of being with someone you care for and who cares for you, the warmth of friendship, the warmth of love.
He locked his heart a long time ago and threw the key away giving up all hope on finding someone who’d really like him, be interested in him. In someone that would make him feel whole, someone who’d make him want to change.
At first King was just another person from the crowd. But that impression lasted thirty seconds only.
Frea was like a breeze of fresh air despite his perverseness. He teased Maru, tormented him, groped him whenever he could, irritated the hell out of him. But at the same time he really cared for Maru. He was always there when the young man needed someone to talk to, always there to cheer him up and help him find a solution to whatever problem he was having at the moment.
The man somehow managed to find the key and unlock the door to Maru’s heart. He threw away all the locks, broke the walls Maru set, shattered the barriers preventing the young man from getting too close to anybody. And the worst of all - King sneaked into his heart and refused to leave. Just like that. As if it was all that easy.
He broke the lock and Maru could do nothing, but simply fall in love.
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Christmas Gift #23
Title: Savior
Prompt: Wings
Genre: General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 251
Warnings: ah, getting angsty again, but…;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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He was his wings.
He was the one who set him free. Who freed him from the clutches of everyday routine. Who saved him from dying due to boredom.
He brought joy into his life. Joy and excitement. He could never predict what King would come up with, what he was up to. Every day was a surprise. Every day was new.
He freed him from himself and brooding over life. Released him from his past. He showed him that life wasn’t all about the things you couldn’t have, things you couldn’t do.
He showed him that life was a game. And as long as you lived you should never cease fighting. Never stop struggling. You should fly up above it all, up towards the scorching sun and feed on life force.
Life lost its taste when there was no chance of losing and you should always give your all even if the chances of winning were low. What was it if it was easy?
Frea showed him love, how wonderful it felt to be embraced by the one who cared for you so deeply it burned you both. He brought him high on cloud nine and higher. So high he wasn’t even afraid he’d fall anymore.
He was the one who showed him the beauty of the world. Of another human being. Who helped him open and warm up to others. Who showed him how.
He set him free from darkness. He led him towards light.
He was his wings.
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Christmas Gift #24
Title: Taste
Prompt: Dark
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 191
Warnings: BL;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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I am addicted.
I am addicted to you, to your smell, your voice, your touch, your kisses. To your hands, your fingers, your mouth, teeth and tongue. I’m addicted to your smile, your devilish grin, your evil smirk, the simple curve of your lips. I’m addicted to your caresses, to your teasing, to your laugh, to the way you drive me mad.
But most of all I’m addicted to your taste.
The dark richness of chocolate overwhelming my senses. Sweet, but not overly so. Bitter, but just the right amount. Spicy, just the way I like. Dark. Dark and overpowering, drowning me, leading me astray. Dark and intoxicating. Making me always crave for more. Hungry for more. Dark and trapping me. I’m yours only. I’m yours to devour. Yours.
I can’t live through a day without a fix. Without a simple touch of your lips. Without you.
I…
My name is Maru and I’m an addict.
You’re the addiction I never want to end.
Title: Sixth Sense
Prompt: Sixth Sense
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: R
Words: 249
Warnings: yaoi; King’s special abilities;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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King really did have a sixth sense when it came to sensing when his little cute kitten was taking a shower. He didn’t really need to see his lover to know. There was simply this urge to head to the bathroom, shed his clothed and either wait for Maru to come in or jump him under the spray of hot water. It was as if the young man spread I’m-all-naked-and-wet-and-waiting-for-you pheromones all over the place. And it really made King happy that they lived alone.
His sixth sense came in handy. First of all, his lover was already naked for him and it saved the time to strip him off clothes. Also, it was more difficult for Maru to escape King, especially if the pervert in question hid his clothes. His lover didn’t like walking around naked even in the privacy of their apartment - said it made him feel vulnerable and in constant danger.
Though King didn’t really get what he meant by that. Clothes were bothersome and most of them were off as soon as the door closed behind him. And he never felt threatened wandering around half-naked or naked around the house.
But he shouldn’t be thinking about all this right now. His Maru-in-the-shower alert just went off and in a matter of seconds King shed his shirt and sneaked into the shower not really surprised to see Maru waiting for him. Oh well, maybe his lover also developed some sort of sixth sense. King-on-the-way-to-fuck-you-senseless for example.
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Christmas Gift #14
Title: Punisher
Prompt: Gun
Position on King’s List: Back alley robber/Victim
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: R
Words: 920
Warnings: AU; yaoi; nonsense - it just grew and grew until it didn’t make sense anymore;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Honestly, Maru took this short cut every day since he started high school and this sort of situation has never happened before. Sure, he was aware of the danger of wandering alone through back alleys, but it wasn’t as if he was a girl or some sort of weakling. But, well, he never really learnt how to deal with a gun poking him in his back.
“What do you want?” He asked the robber hoping that playing badass would scare the guy away. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t work. Well, at least not like he wanted it too. Instead the gun moved slightly up and down as the robber laughed at his question.
“Silly, Kitten.” The guy said, his voice muffled as if he was wearing something that covered his lips. “Your wallet of course.” Kitten? What kind of robber calls his victim pet names? Maybe he was one of those mental ones.
“Tough luck, Mr. Robber. Forgot it today. “
“Oh? I’m pretty sure this does feel like a wallet.” The robber groped the back pocket of Maru’s jeans where an obvious bulge was. Here go my savings, Maru thought grimly. “And in case I’m wrong I can always take your virtue.”
“What the fuck?!” Maru almost forgot about the gun and tried to turn around to face the guy, but he was successfully stopped by the ramming into his back and pushing him against the wall again.
“Hey, this is not a way young boys should speak.” The guy was mocking him! Why the hell did he care proper behavior?
“I’m 17 already. I can speak however the hell I want.” The seventeen year old was pissed. He hated when people treated him like a kid, when they didn’t take him seriously, no matter if it were his parents, teachers at school or a crazy thief.
“Such a naughty boy. You need punishment.” The guy ‘s breath brushed Maru’s nape as he leaned and grazed the skin with his teeth.
“Wha-what are you doing?” The boy squirmed, his voice coming out weaker than he intended.
“Punishing you.” The robber replied before biting hard where Maru’s neck met shoulder. He couldn’t help but struggle as he felt the man’s teeth sinking in deeper into his skin. When his skin splitting he moved violently causing the gun to move against his back as well. Something felt off about it.
“T-that’s not really… a gun, is it?” Maru asked when the robber finally stopped abusing his neck.
“How did ya know?” The man laughed and shoved his hand in between Maru’s face and the wall showing him the stick he was previously poking the boy with. He behaved as if he didn’t really feel the need to pretend anymore.
“Didn’t feel like one when you moved it against my back.” He tried to peek through his shoulder, but the robber pushed him further against the wall.
“Such a smart little boy. Want me to reward you?” The guy whispered into his ear, his voice deeper all of a sudden and somehow familiar.
“I want you to let me go.” Well, he could try at least.
“Hm.” He made a pause as if he was really considering it. “No, sorry. Can’t.”
“Why the hell not?”
“I’ve got yet to punish you for your improper behavior.” He was leaning in again - Maru could feel the man’s hot breath ghosting against his skin.
“Then since you also have to reward me can’t the reward and punishment nullify each other or something?”
“Of course not. It won’t be any good if I don’t give you a lesson about how you should behave.” What was this all about? If the guy was really after his money he would’ve taken them a long time ago.
“Who are you?”
“Me? I’m a simple robber and defender of manners. At your service.”
“You want me to believe that?” Maru laughed, his cheek moving uncomfortably against the brick wall.
“Yes, since it’s true.”
“Show me your face then.” The voice really did sound familiar.
“What for?”
“Well, since you want to make a good boy out of me I think I should know the face of the man who made me a better man, right? In case I’d like to thank you.”
“Oh, nice.”
“Is that a yes?”
“Maybe.” The guy teased.
“Pretty please.” How did it come to this anyway?
“Haha, begging already? Makes me think that the whole badass attitude of yours’ is just a façade.” That bastard! He should’ve known from the start!
“Maybe.”
“Maybe what?”
“Maybe it really is a façade.” Maru decided to play along. For now at least since he knew who the ‘robber’ really was. April Fool’s, eh? Seriously, King had a lousy sense of humor sometimes. “So how about it? Will you show me your face?”
“Nope. But I can show you my gun.”
“What gun? We already established that you don’t carry one.” What was he talking about? Wasn’t it enough already?
“Well, because it’s not a real one. But it still can shoot.” Oh, no.
“I don’t really like where this is going.” Trust his lover to want to role-play in a back alley.
“No? I’m sure you’ll enjoy it though.” Frea licked the shell of his ear. “I can bet on it.”
“Let me go, King.” Maru warned in his best scary voice.
“No can do my sweet little kitten.” His lover didn’t seem deterred by the fact that Maru knew who he really was. “Your punishment awaits you.”
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Christmas Gift #15
Title: Lesson
Prompt: Sound
Position on King’s List: Teacher/Student
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 511
Warnings: AU; yaoi; a sample of my rpg with King (I played with the thought of adjusting the whole scene to the prompt, but that’s not what prompt’s are about, ne? so I just used a few of the sentences);
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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“Do you know why I told you to stay after class?”
Frea-sensei stood leaning against his desk with his arms crossed at his chest. He was dressed in a royal purple shirt and a pair of jeans, both articles of clothing hugging his lean body tightly and making Maru’s mouth water with saliva. King Frea was one of the few teachers that didn’t wear suits to school in favor to more comfortable clothes, but Maru knew he’d make even rags look good on him.
“Maru, are you listening?”
Of course he was and that was the problem. The reason why he was about to get detention was that he could never focus on what was going on during classes with Frea-sensei. It wasn’t because he was stupid or didn’t try hard enough. It was because of Sensei that his thoughts were filled with images that made his cock throb. It was all because of his Sensei’s voice.
They way his lips moved, his tongue danced inside his mouth producing words that sounded so unbearably hot that they set his whole body on fire. It didn’t really matter what the teacher was talking about as long as he was talking. The way his voice brushed his ears he could as well be pushing Maru against the nearest wall and telling him that he would be pounding in so fast and hard he wouldn’t be able to walk for a week; that he’ll make him cum over and over again and he’ll lick him clean; that he won’t let him go until he fucked him on every single desk in class, on every chair, against the windows and the blackboard; that he’ll make him scream so loud that his voice would be hoarse for days; that…
Maru shook his head. He really couldn’t control himself, could he?
“I wasn't paying attention during your lectures, Sensei.”
“And why was that?” The man pressed, his expression not giving away his mood.
The boy guessed that truth would be best, because no matter how hard he tried to fight his feelings they wouldn’t go away. And if he couldn’t win with them why not join forces and give it a shot.
“I was mesmerized by your voice, Sensei, my eyes able to focus on your lips only. I was imagining myself together with Sensei on the teacher's desk or against the blackboard with Sensei’s cock buried deep inside me.”
“Isn’t that a bit too bold, Maru?”
“I’m just being honest.” The boy answered barely able to contain himself. Sensei didn’t look disgusted with him! He didn’t tell him to go see a doc or that he was sorry, because he couldn’t return his feelings! Did that mean…? “Don't you think I deserve punishment, Sensei?”
“I guess the only way to get you to finally pay attention in my classes,” The man answered rubbing his temples as if he was still dealing with a troublesome student, “Is to get all those fantasies out of your head, and onto the table.”
He didn’t need to tell Maru twice.
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Christmas Gift #16
Title: Master
Prompt: Touch
Position on King’s List: Way too rich guy/Boy bought at auction
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 742
Warnings: AU; yaoi;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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This wasn’t the first time he got sold to someone. Though sold wasn’t a good word - he was borrowed. Because his Owner only lent his toys to others, but never gave them up entirely. He just let people play with them for some time if they wished for it and, of course, could afford it.
It was a whim thanks to which this was the fourth or fifth time a bored old man bought him for two weeks. Honestly, he didn’t even get to rest after the previous guy; couldn’t his Master give him a day or two off?
He let out a heavy sigh and let his temporary master’s bodyguards lead him to the bedroom where he was supposed to see the man for the first time. Maru tried not to have any expectations; he didn’t want to feel disappointed. It made things easier when it came to sharing the bed with his Master’s customers.
This time however, when the wooden door opened, he was pleasantly surprised to see that this wasn’t another old fart. For once his Master sold him to someone good-looking. Though honestly, good-looking was an understatement.
King Frea, because that was the name of the man that bought him for those two weeks, was a tall man with short, spiky white hair. His eyes were the color of a deep sea, but somehow still managed to be warm. He usually wore expensive suits, like any other man of his status. Or, where it was only the two of them, only a pair of silk boxers that drove Maru crazy more than if Frea was completely naked.
But it wasn’t his temporary master’s looks that made him for once happy that he got away from that lousy Master of his.
It was the way King touched him.
Up till now Maru was lent to old men that cared only about themselves. That never once tried to be gentle with him, to treat him like a human being and not like a toy.
But Frea. Frea was different. His touch made Maru feel special. Exquisite. For once someone cared for him too. It didn’t really matter whether King wanted it fast and now and screw the fact that it wasn’t the right place to be doing it; or he took his time exploring Maru’s body inch by inch with his elegant, long fingers, with his devilish tongue and soft lips, with his teeth. He was so delicate with him that it broke Maru’s heart every time and brought him on the verge of tears.
It was almost like making love.
Two weeks weren’t long and before he knew it, Maru was ready for Master Frea’s bodyguards to take him back home.
No.
Home was here. Home was where Frea was, where at last Maru wasn’t just a toy. Where he was treated like an equal. Where he was touched and caressed like a lover.
But he didn’t have a say in it, so he just stood in the hallway waiting for the car and feeling as if he was being torn apart.
To his surprise, King sat next to him in the limousine heading towards his Master’s mansion.
This were their last minutes together and Maru felt the urge to say something, but he feared that it might come out wrong, that he might be despised, so he kept silent and just observed the man from the corners of his eyes.
Before he knew it he was staring openly at him and Frea was looking back. Something in Maru snapped and in a matter of seconds he found himself in King’s lap kissing him fiercely, as if there was no tomorrow. Because that was the way he felt about it.
“Take me. Take me one last time.” Maru gasped into King’s ear and clung to the man waiting for his reply.
“What do you mean by ‘last time’?” Frea murmured into the skin of his neck.
“Well, since I’m going back to my Master…”
“Who told you that you’re going back, Mar? We’re only going there to get the formalities done and over with and pick up the rest of your stuff.”
“Huh?” Maru loosened his hold on King’s a bit so he could look the man in the eyes. “Does that mean…?”
“I’m not letting you go, Maru. From now on you belong to me.”
“Yes, Master.” Maru replied and hugged his new Owner closely. “I’m all yours.”
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Christmas Gift #17
Title: Accident
Prompt: Accident
Position on King’s List: Hospitalized pervert/Caring boyfriend
Genre: Romance/Angst
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 270
Warnings: BL; little bit of angst (sorry!);
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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It was an accident. It really was. He simply didn’t notice that car coming his way. And the driver didn’t make it in time. Might have happened to anybody.
He wasn’t badly hurt. A few broken ribs, scratches, bruises, concussion. That was all, really.
But the moment his worried to death lover entered the hospital room staring at his bandaged form with his eyes blurry, his lower lip shaking and hugged him carefully minding his injuries King felt fear for the first time since he woke up.
What if he was hit harder? What if the driver didn’t hit the brakes and didn’t manage to slow down a bit and the car hit him with full force?
What if he’d never get to make love to Maru again, drive him crazy with his tongue and fingers, make him moan so loud that their neighbor banged into the wall. What if he wouldn’t be able to kiss him, touch again, call his name? What if he’d never be able to see Maru again?
King shook his head.
Get a grip. Everything is okay now. You’re alive and Maru is here with ya. No use in worrying ‘bout ‘what if’s.
He looked at the sobbing bundle in his arms and smiled softly, lovingly. Then wider. Then he smirked.
He could use this accident to his advantage. Maru would be fusing around him, responding to his whims, being sweet and obedie… nice, that is. The boy would do give his best to please King.
Frea hugged his lover closer.
Strange as it sounds, he was actually happy that he was in that accident.
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Christmas Gift #18
Title: Daily routine
Prompt: Circle
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 465
Warnings: yaoi;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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It was a vicious circle.
He’d wake up and get fucked before school. It would be either in bed if he didn’t manage to get up fast enough or King woke up before him (which happened only on weekends when Maru was deaf to any alarm that might want to interrupt his sleep).
Or in the shower under the stream of hot water where he’d be pushed against one of the shower walls with Frea holding him up and pounding into him at the same time until there was no warm water left.
Or when he’d finally get dressed and wandered into the kitchen in search of breakfast which usually consisted of a cup of tea and a look in the direction of the fridge - the only time when he didn’t get to finish his drink was when he was sprawled on the kitchen table, or moving up and down in King’s lap as he sat in the kitchen chair.
Or just after he gave his lover a have-a-nice-day kiss and found himself back in their bed in a remarkably short time with all his clothes off.
Since he and King went to different Universities school was the only place Maru felt safe. Unless of course Frea decided to drop in and drag him into the bathroom for a quickie. Or an appetizer as his older lover liked to call it.
The next round began after the both of them got back home. It was also called an appetizer except the times when it went on and on until it became the main dish. Maru often wondered how he managed to always finish his schoolwork on time.
It all began anew with the beginning of a new day.
Practically everything leaded to him being either molested or fucked silly. He was mean or a tease - King called it punishment. He was cute - he got jumped. He did well as school - he had to be rewarded. They had a fight - they had make up sex. He undressed - “Well, since you’ve already got your clothes off.”. He dressed - “You look so tasty I wanna eat you up.”.
Those few days when he had to live by being unfucked was when King ended up in hospital after he was hit by a car. The worst two days of his life (on the third day the nurse interrupted them though it didn’t stop Frea from continuing after she excused herself and fled).
Well, maybe after all this time together he was finally getting used to his lover’s insatiable appetite. And maybe, just maybe, he was just as hungry as his King. Even though he wouldn’t admit it and keep struggling and playing hard to get.
It was all a vicious circle. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Christmas Gift #19
Title: Skin
Prompt: Moon
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 222
Warnings: yaoi; poetish ramble;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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His skin glistened in the moonlight. The fine sheen of sweat covering his lithe body made it shine even more. It was so bright, so light the color almost hurt his eyes. So ethereal.
The creamy white skin and the darkness of the night. They went together so good, the contrast between them so strong. So powerful it made him stand out. The only thing you needed to be able to see him was the moon.
Sometimes it made him think that his lover’s skin and the orb shining in the night sky had the same color, the same light. That they were the same.
The porcelain white always teased him, mocked him, made him want to leave marks on it, bite, nibble, suck, abuse until it was all read and more human like. Until he didn’t look so divine anymore. Until he was just as human as he was and squirmed beneath him in pleasure like any other lover would.
Sometimes he felt as if he was having sex with an unnatural creature that might disappear the moment he’d close his eyes. It felt so unreal. So sublime.
But at the same time it made him want to bring him down to earth. Make him more real. Made him want to mark him, defile him.
Beneath the light of the moon.
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Christmas Gift #20
Title: Snowball fight
Prompt: Snow
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 514
Warnings: BL; fluff;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Maru sneaked from tree to tree trying to make as little noise as possible in the tall snow. Almost there. A few more meters and… Yes! He should be close enough now.
He peeked from behind the tree. Yeah, there was his target. Gathering the shopping bags in his arms and closing the car door with his foot. Maru did feel sorry for the groceries, but oh well. Now or never.
He aimed. He threw. He scored!
“Mar!”
Now run!
“Get back here, you little bastard!”
Maru hid behind the snow wall just in time - the snowball Frea threw at him became now an element of his fortress. The barrier that protected him from his lover was about 1,5 meter tall and hid him well as he crouched behind it. He built it while King was gone shopping. Frea most probably expected him to be still in bed when he came back.
He picked another snowball from the pile he prepared earlier and after confirming his target’s location and avoiding another hit jumped up and threw it.
“Agrh! This means war!” His lover proclaimed. “I hope you’re prepared for your punishment, because that wall won’t stop me for too long!”
Maru just laughed and threw another snowball in King’s general direction. For the time being he felt safe where he was. He had enough ammunition to burry Frea under it.
“Come and get me if ya can, King!” The young man replied readying to throw another one.
No answer came however and when he peeked from behind his snow wall he couldn’t see his lover. He couldn’t vanish just like that! Well, Frea’s hair was more or less the same color as the snow, but still!
Minutes passed and no noise was made.
“King!” Maru called, but no one answered him.
“Hey, are you sulking?” He teased. He didn’t like not knowing where the older man was - it meant trouble.
“King? Where are ya?” He stood up, his upper body now a clear target above the wall.
“I’m right behind ya, Kitten.”
Maru swirled around at the words and was greeted with a snowball in the face and another one shoved under his jacket and shirt.
“King!” The brown haired man practically squeaked as he jumped and tugged at his shirt to get the snow from under his clothes.
After a few more seconds of Maru dancing around King, still laughing, took pity and helped him out.
“That’s what you get for picking up a fight with me, Kitten.” The man put his arms on Maru’s shoulders and rubbed his nose against his lovers chuckling at the young man’s pouting face.
“You’re cold.” Maru complained.
“And so are you.” Frea replied. “Now help me gather the groceries and then we’ll make some hot chocolate and drink it while snuggling under the blankets.”
An hour later Maru was dozing off cradled in King’s arms, the hot chocolate and his lover’s soothing warmth making him sleepy.
Ah, he loved winter even if only for it being so cold. He had a legitimate excuse for being cuddly.
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Christmas Gift #21
Title: Water
Prompt: Water
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 421
Warnings: BL; fluff;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Maru loved water.
He enjoyed long soaks in the bathtub until the water got cold, or long showers under the scorching stream. It helped him relax, gather his thoughts, sometimes it woke him hope. Unless of course his lover sneaked into the bathroom. Then there was no way he’d get to relax.
He liked walking in the rain without an umbrella. Of course, he wouldn’t go out it it was raining heavily. But warm, summer rain was something he’d never simply watch from behind the window.
He liked the softness of grass still wet from the morning dew. Running around bare feet, relishing in the freshness, the pure joy. It always made him feel full of energy.
He absolutely loved swimming. Not in the pool since his eyes were sensitive to chlorine and not in the see since the water was rarely warm enough for his liking. He preferred trips to the lake. Preferably with his friends, or with his lover only (as long as he behaved). Just like now.
He and King had a few days off from school and work and they decided to relax somewhere far from the crowded and noisy streets. Since autumn was warm this year they lent a little house near a lake, surrounded by a forest.
It was quiet here, the calm atmosphere soothing them, making them, feel a bit lazy. They went for long walks, swam in the lake, shared a blanket by the campfire, made love as much as they wanted and anywhere they felt like. It was really nice.
Maru got out of water after and shook his head much like a dog to King’s amusement. He toweled himself briefly before crawling on the blanket they set out and collapsing at Frea’s side with a content sight.
King watched him from the corner of his eye.
“For a Kitten, you really do like water, don’t you?”
“Yeah. I like swimming, though it would be more fun if you joined me.” Maru replied lying on his stomach now and resting his head on his crossed arms.
“Maybe next time, right now I still feel like napping.”
“Me too.” His Kitten said and yawned stretching on the blanket. “’m tired.”
“C’mere.” King pulled his lover closer and wrapped his arms around the young man’s waist.
Really, there was nothing that could relax his younger lover just s much as water. Maybe he should invest in a jacuzzi - warmth, water and bubbles - it’s made his Kitten putty in his arms in no time.
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Christmas Gift #22
Title: Lock
Prompt: Lock
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 265
Warnings: AU; a little angsty maybe;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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Solitude was something that Maru never minded before. He was used to people going away, leaving his side, betraying him. He never really believed in them, never trusted them. They just were.
He never felt the joy of being with someone you care for and who cares for you, the warmth of friendship, the warmth of love.
He locked his heart a long time ago and threw the key away giving up all hope on finding someone who’d really like him, be interested in him. In someone that would make him feel whole, someone who’d make him want to change.
At first King was just another person from the crowd. But that impression lasted thirty seconds only.
Frea was like a breeze of fresh air despite his perverseness. He teased Maru, tormented him, groped him whenever he could, irritated the hell out of him. But at the same time he really cared for Maru. He was always there when the young man needed someone to talk to, always there to cheer him up and help him find a solution to whatever problem he was having at the moment.
The man somehow managed to find the key and unlock the door to Maru’s heart. He threw away all the locks, broke the walls Maru set, shattered the barriers preventing the young man from getting too close to anybody. And the worst of all - King sneaked into his heart and refused to leave. Just like that. As if it was all that easy.
He broke the lock and Maru could do nothing, but simply fall in love.
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Christmas Gift #23
Title: Savior
Prompt: Wings
Genre: General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: K
Words: 251
Warnings: ah, getting angsty again, but…;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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He was his wings.
He was the one who set him free. Who freed him from the clutches of everyday routine. Who saved him from dying due to boredom.
He brought joy into his life. Joy and excitement. He could never predict what King would come up with, what he was up to. Every day was a surprise. Every day was new.
He freed him from himself and brooding over life. Released him from his past. He showed him that life wasn’t all about the things you couldn’t have, things you couldn’t do.
He showed him that life was a game. And as long as you lived you should never cease fighting. Never stop struggling. You should fly up above it all, up towards the scorching sun and feed on life force.
Life lost its taste when there was no chance of losing and you should always give your all even if the chances of winning were low. What was it if it was easy?
Frea showed him love, how wonderful it felt to be embraced by the one who cared for you so deeply it burned you both. He brought him high on cloud nine and higher. So high he wasn’t even afraid he’d fall anymore.
He was the one who showed him the beauty of the world. Of another human being. Who helped him open and warm up to others. Who showed him how.
He set him free from darkness. He led him towards light.
He was his wings.
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Christmas Gift #24
Title: Taste
Prompt: Dark
Genre: Romance/General
Pairing: King/Maru
Rating: M
Words: 191
Warnings: BL;
Claimer: I own Maru and King owns us both.
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I am addicted.
I am addicted to you, to your smell, your voice, your touch, your kisses. To your hands, your fingers, your mouth, teeth and tongue. I’m addicted to your smile, your devilish grin, your evil smirk, the simple curve of your lips. I’m addicted to your caresses, to your teasing, to your laugh, to the way you drive me mad.
But most of all I’m addicted to your taste.
The dark richness of chocolate overwhelming my senses. Sweet, but not overly so. Bitter, but just the right amount. Spicy, just the way I like. Dark. Dark and overpowering, drowning me, leading me astray. Dark and intoxicating. Making me always crave for more. Hungry for more. Dark and trapping me. I’m yours only. I’m yours to devour. Yours.
I can’t live through a day without a fix. Without a simple touch of your lips. Without you.
I…
My name is Maru and I’m an addict.
You’re the addiction I never want to end.