Epilogue VI (Wish-verse)
Title: Epilogue VI (Wish-verse)
Author: alliterationhor
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Spoilers: nope.
Rating: why you think the net was born, porn porn porn!
Word count: 1,861
Author's note: last part of the Wish-verse epilogues. sort of.
Comments/concrit appreciated.
What You Wish For (Epilogue)
I | II | III | IV | V | VI
Epilogue VI
Kurogane found Fai sitting at the desk in his room, writing something and apparently in deep concentration. He leaned over the blond man’s shoulder to get a better look at the pages in front of him, and frowned.
“What are you doing?”
Fai answered absently, “I am writing.”
Kurogane paused for a moment, thoughtfully. The words Fai had just said were unfamiliar, but the sound of them was melodic, almost like music. “What was that?”
“Oh. I am writing.”
Kurogane picked up one of the sheets of paper, looking over the strange curvy symbols that lined the page. It did not look very much like a language, or at least not like any language he had ever seen. Kurogane thought it looked more like musical notes. “Is that your language?”
“Yes.”
“Say something else.”
“Does Kuro-tan like my language?”
“Fuck.” Kurogane muttered. He wrapped one arm around Fai’s shoulders and leaned down again, letting his words brush warm against the magician’s ear. “I just found a new one.”
“A new one?” Fai asked, reaching one arm up to ruffle fingers through black hair.
“A new kink.”
“Oh.” Fai grinned, wide and teasing, and turned in his chair to face the ninja. “So Kuro-puff does like my language then?”
“Keep talking.” Kurogane murmured as he knelt down beside the chair. He leaned into the wizard, with one hand on his thigh, and began to kiss and suck on Fai’s neck while his other hand set to work on the buttons of Fai’s shirt.
“You know ...” Fai let his eyes drift closed, happily distracted by the pleasurable attention Kurogane was giving his neck. “I am not sure how flattering this is ... When you can understand me you tell me to shut up ... fuck do that again ... and now when you cannot understand me, you want me to keep talking ...?”
“More ...”
“Okay ...” Fai lifted his arms as Kurogane tugged his shirt up and off him. “My Kuro-sama has the most beautiful heart I have ever known.” One of his arms slid around the muscled shoulders, the hand caressing over shoulders and the back of a neck, touching as much skin as he could reach. “I love you to an extent that is truly insane. I will love you till the day the stars crumble, and ever after.” Fai laughed a little, twisting a lock of black hair in his fingertips. “I am glad you cannot understand me, my Kuro-chan, because you would smack me on the head for saying such romantic things.”
Kurogane mumbled, “... yes ...” against a pale collarbone and began to make his way down the wizard’s chest with light kisses and licks.
Breathless now, “Have I ever told you that you are gorgeous? Tall and handsome and strong ... my knight in shining armor.” A pause, then somewhat distracted, “Except for the shining armor part. And the knight part. Ninjas and knights are not the same thing, are they? So maybe just my shining ninja.” He gasped and started to squirm as a warm tongue began to trace the small tattoo just under his navel, the character for ‘live’ in Kurogane’s script. “But that sounds ... really strange ... oh ... fuck ...!”
Fai drew in a sharp breath and moaned when the other man’s lips closed over the head of his cock. He could barely breathe, with Kurogane kneeling in front of him, watching Kurogane’s lips slide over his length and feeling the heat of that mouth around him.
Kurogane lifted his head, his lips popping free, to look up at Fai with a teasing glint in his red eyes. “You stopped talking.”
“Sorry.” Fai murmured, taking a deep breath, “It is kind of distracting, what you are doing ... losing my ... train of thought ...” His eyes closed again and he held on tight to the chair as Kurogane’s mouth returned to sucking him, “I want ... I want to ... I ...”
“Keep talking.”
“I ... have no idea ... what to say ...” Fai could barely speak now, only managing to get a few words out between panting breaths.
It was never any less amazing, to have Kurogane do this to him; it was never any less overwhelming, the way Kurogane made him feel. It was pleasure on a sexual level, a physical level, but it was so much more than that. It was knowing that Kurogane loved him, that Kurogane wanted him, and that he was safe with Kurogane, that made these moments so incredible.
“When you do that ... I really have no thoughts in my head ...” A long moan rose from his throat and he threw his head back, eyes tightly closed. “That feels ... so good ...” He reached out one hand, blindly; Kurogane’s hand found his and Fai squeezed. “Oh please do not stop Kurogane, please ... keep doing ... that ... yes ... please ... oh fuck!”
“Mm.” Kurogane leaned back, running his palms over the mage’s thighs, smiling as he watched Fai’s body shuddering slightly after his orgasm. “So you like it when I do that, hm?” he said, a bit smugly.
Fai grinned, lazy and satisfied, body sprawled limply in the chair. “... yes ...”
Kurogane picked him up and tossed him on the bed, then laid down beside him. For a moment, he watched the wizard as he breathed heavily, still recovering and blissfully out of it. Kurogane ran a light, unhurried hand over the pale stomach, grinning when fingertips brushing over a pink nipple made Fai gasp.
“Okay.” Fai said, turning toward him. “Your turn.”
He tugged on the other man’s shirt and Kurogane lifted to help him remove it. Fai turned his head and kissed him while he ran a slow palm down the muscled chest, over the abdominal muscles, to the unmistakable ridge of a cock beneath trousers. Fai grinned against Kurogane’s mouth as his hand rubbed and squeezed there, earning him a deep groan from the ninja’s throat.
Kurogane caught a hand against the magician’s shoulders as he started to slither down the bed. Fai looked up in surprise.
A low, breathy moan, “Talk to me ...”
Fai hesitated, glancing down at where his fingers were poised on the buttons of the black trousers. “I cannot talk if I am sucking you ...”
“No. Your hand.”
Fai would have preferred to give Kurogane the same treatment he had been given, but more than that, Fai wanted to give Kurogane what he wanted. He turned his face into the warm curve of the ninja’s neck, breathing him in, while his hand worked to free the other man from his trousers.
“I would really like to suck you, Kurogane.” Fai murmured, low and intimate, into his ear. “Have I ever told you how much I like that? How I like feeling you in my mouth, filling me, how I like the taste of you?” He spoke the words so slowly, savouring each syllable, his lips brushing against sensitive skin as they moved. “I love the way it makes you moan when I take you so deep, and the way you twist your hips and you try so hard not to push yourself into my mouth ...”
“Oh fuck ...” Kurogane hissed when the hand found him and pulled him free of his clothes. He grabbed onto a shoulder, bringing the mage closer, and turned his face toward Fai’s. Their mouths were almost touching and their breaths mixed together. “Fai ...!”
“I like you in my hand, too.” Fai continued, glancing down to see his hand curled around the length of a heavy cock. “The way you feel, so hard ... so smooth and hot ... just for me ...” A long leg pushed between the ninja’s legs, thighs and hips warm against each other’s. “I love touching you, my Kurogane.” Still, he spoke the words slow and seductive, matching the pace of his strokes to his voice. “I love touching you and kissing you and sucking you and making love to you ... I love you so much it makes me crazy, you know that? The good kind of crazy where you never want to be sane ...”
Kurogane’s hips bucked against the slow torturous pleasure, urging, begging Fai to give him more. He could barely gasp out the words, “... please ... I want ... to-”
“Come for me, Kurogane ...” The hand squeezed tighter but did not stroke him much faster. Fai whispered, “come, now ...”
Kurogane grunted as his orgasm hit, just as mind-breaking and powerful as they always were with Fai, but it was slower and longer this time, so that he could feel it in every atom of his body. It was kind of like being run over by a semi-truck, he thought dazedly, except that it left his body humming in incredible pleasure, the opposite of pain.
Smiling, Fai watched the ninja catch his breath, watched the heavy-lidded red eyes come back into focus. He laid down, closer to Kurogane, rubbing their exposed skins together sensually. “Mmm ...”
Kurogane exhaled, “Fuck.” His hand raised to a bare shoulder, covering it with a warm palm. “That was ...”
“Mm.” Fai agreed, tipping his chin up so his teeth could nip at the ninja’s jaw. “Yes.”
Kurogane rolled his eyes when he felt Fai wiping his hand on his trousers. When Fai was through, he lifted his hips and kicked the trousers off, over the edge of the bed. Fai only giggled a little, unrepentant, and snuggled closer to him.
“So, you were writing?” Kurogane asked, voice low and lazy.
“Before I was so rudely interrupted?” Fai returned, a teasing lilt to his voice. “Yes.”
“Another book?”
“Yes. The language of Celes. There is not much left of Celes. But the language ...” He sighed, a fingertip tracing the familiar lines of the tattoo on Kurogane’s bicep, the character for ‘strength’, in his own handwriting. “It seems a shame for the language to be lost. I would like for it to survive, even if it is only in a book.”
“Your third book ...”
Fai nodded against his chest. “I am thinking that there will be a fourth, as well. The history of Celes, written as an historical fiction.” A pause, a regretful sigh. “What happened there should not be lost, either. All of those people who died ... They do not have graves, and I do not know all their names. But I can preserve their memory in a book, to serve as a warning of what happened there.”
“That’s a good idea.”
“It is all I can do.”
They were quiet for a few moments, the sound of their breathing a comfort to each other.
“You know,” Kurogane commented, as he sat up, “I think Tomoyo would probably be interested to learn your language. Souma would probably want to learn too, if Tomoyo did.”
Fai stood up and looked down at his trousers, trying to determine if they were still suitable to wear or if he should change them. “Do you think so?”
“Yeah.” Kurogane picked up his shirt from the ground; it was a bit wrinkled but he thought it would do. “I would probably only have the patience to learn a few words.”
Fai grinned wickedly at him. “And it would ruin Kuro-chan’s kink.”
“You could ask her at dinner tonight.” Kurogane tossed a shirt at his head. “C’mon, we should get dressed.”
* * * * *
end note: I managed to include two more of Fai's books, the tatoos, language!kink, and porn. *is proud*
and note: live, strength.
also: anyone wanna beta the unofficial chapter 14 for me? I kind of want to stab it to death. like, a lot.
Author: alliterationhor
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Spoilers: nope.
Rating: why you think the net was born, porn porn porn!
Word count: 1,861
Author's note: last part of the Wish-verse epilogues. sort of.
Comments/concrit appreciated.
What You Wish For (Epilogue)
I | II | III | IV | V | VI
Epilogue VI
Kurogane found Fai sitting at the desk in his room, writing something and apparently in deep concentration. He leaned over the blond man’s shoulder to get a better look at the pages in front of him, and frowned.
“What are you doing?”
Fai answered absently, “I am writing.”
Kurogane paused for a moment, thoughtfully. The words Fai had just said were unfamiliar, but the sound of them was melodic, almost like music. “What was that?”
“Oh. I am writing.”
Kurogane picked up one of the sheets of paper, looking over the strange curvy symbols that lined the page. It did not look very much like a language, or at least not like any language he had ever seen. Kurogane thought it looked more like musical notes. “Is that your language?”
“Yes.”
“Say something else.”
“Does Kuro-tan like my language?”
“Fuck.” Kurogane muttered. He wrapped one arm around Fai’s shoulders and leaned down again, letting his words brush warm against the magician’s ear. “I just found a new one.”
“A new one?” Fai asked, reaching one arm up to ruffle fingers through black hair.
“A new kink.”
“Oh.” Fai grinned, wide and teasing, and turned in his chair to face the ninja. “So Kuro-puff does like my language then?”
“Keep talking.” Kurogane murmured as he knelt down beside the chair. He leaned into the wizard, with one hand on his thigh, and began to kiss and suck on Fai’s neck while his other hand set to work on the buttons of Fai’s shirt.
“You know ...” Fai let his eyes drift closed, happily distracted by the pleasurable attention Kurogane was giving his neck. “I am not sure how flattering this is ... When you can understand me you tell me to shut up ... fuck do that again ... and now when you cannot understand me, you want me to keep talking ...?”
“More ...”
“Okay ...” Fai lifted his arms as Kurogane tugged his shirt up and off him. “My Kuro-sama has the most beautiful heart I have ever known.” One of his arms slid around the muscled shoulders, the hand caressing over shoulders and the back of a neck, touching as much skin as he could reach. “I love you to an extent that is truly insane. I will love you till the day the stars crumble, and ever after.” Fai laughed a little, twisting a lock of black hair in his fingertips. “I am glad you cannot understand me, my Kuro-chan, because you would smack me on the head for saying such romantic things.”
Kurogane mumbled, “... yes ...” against a pale collarbone and began to make his way down the wizard’s chest with light kisses and licks.
Breathless now, “Have I ever told you that you are gorgeous? Tall and handsome and strong ... my knight in shining armor.” A pause, then somewhat distracted, “Except for the shining armor part. And the knight part. Ninjas and knights are not the same thing, are they? So maybe just my shining ninja.” He gasped and started to squirm as a warm tongue began to trace the small tattoo just under his navel, the character for ‘live’ in Kurogane’s script. “But that sounds ... really strange ... oh ... fuck ...!”
Fai drew in a sharp breath and moaned when the other man’s lips closed over the head of his cock. He could barely breathe, with Kurogane kneeling in front of him, watching Kurogane’s lips slide over his length and feeling the heat of that mouth around him.
Kurogane lifted his head, his lips popping free, to look up at Fai with a teasing glint in his red eyes. “You stopped talking.”
“Sorry.” Fai murmured, taking a deep breath, “It is kind of distracting, what you are doing ... losing my ... train of thought ...” His eyes closed again and he held on tight to the chair as Kurogane’s mouth returned to sucking him, “I want ... I want to ... I ...”
“Keep talking.”
“I ... have no idea ... what to say ...” Fai could barely speak now, only managing to get a few words out between panting breaths.
It was never any less amazing, to have Kurogane do this to him; it was never any less overwhelming, the way Kurogane made him feel. It was pleasure on a sexual level, a physical level, but it was so much more than that. It was knowing that Kurogane loved him, that Kurogane wanted him, and that he was safe with Kurogane, that made these moments so incredible.
“When you do that ... I really have no thoughts in my head ...” A long moan rose from his throat and he threw his head back, eyes tightly closed. “That feels ... so good ...” He reached out one hand, blindly; Kurogane’s hand found his and Fai squeezed. “Oh please do not stop Kurogane, please ... keep doing ... that ... yes ... please ... oh fuck!”
“Mm.” Kurogane leaned back, running his palms over the mage’s thighs, smiling as he watched Fai’s body shuddering slightly after his orgasm. “So you like it when I do that, hm?” he said, a bit smugly.
Fai grinned, lazy and satisfied, body sprawled limply in the chair. “... yes ...”
Kurogane picked him up and tossed him on the bed, then laid down beside him. For a moment, he watched the wizard as he breathed heavily, still recovering and blissfully out of it. Kurogane ran a light, unhurried hand over the pale stomach, grinning when fingertips brushing over a pink nipple made Fai gasp.
“Okay.” Fai said, turning toward him. “Your turn.”
He tugged on the other man’s shirt and Kurogane lifted to help him remove it. Fai turned his head and kissed him while he ran a slow palm down the muscled chest, over the abdominal muscles, to the unmistakable ridge of a cock beneath trousers. Fai grinned against Kurogane’s mouth as his hand rubbed and squeezed there, earning him a deep groan from the ninja’s throat.
Kurogane caught a hand against the magician’s shoulders as he started to slither down the bed. Fai looked up in surprise.
A low, breathy moan, “Talk to me ...”
Fai hesitated, glancing down at where his fingers were poised on the buttons of the black trousers. “I cannot talk if I am sucking you ...”
“No. Your hand.”
Fai would have preferred to give Kurogane the same treatment he had been given, but more than that, Fai wanted to give Kurogane what he wanted. He turned his face into the warm curve of the ninja’s neck, breathing him in, while his hand worked to free the other man from his trousers.
“I would really like to suck you, Kurogane.” Fai murmured, low and intimate, into his ear. “Have I ever told you how much I like that? How I like feeling you in my mouth, filling me, how I like the taste of you?” He spoke the words so slowly, savouring each syllable, his lips brushing against sensitive skin as they moved. “I love the way it makes you moan when I take you so deep, and the way you twist your hips and you try so hard not to push yourself into my mouth ...”
“Oh fuck ...” Kurogane hissed when the hand found him and pulled him free of his clothes. He grabbed onto a shoulder, bringing the mage closer, and turned his face toward Fai’s. Their mouths were almost touching and their breaths mixed together. “Fai ...!”
“I like you in my hand, too.” Fai continued, glancing down to see his hand curled around the length of a heavy cock. “The way you feel, so hard ... so smooth and hot ... just for me ...” A long leg pushed between the ninja’s legs, thighs and hips warm against each other’s. “I love touching you, my Kurogane.” Still, he spoke the words slow and seductive, matching the pace of his strokes to his voice. “I love touching you and kissing you and sucking you and making love to you ... I love you so much it makes me crazy, you know that? The good kind of crazy where you never want to be sane ...”
Kurogane’s hips bucked against the slow torturous pleasure, urging, begging Fai to give him more. He could barely gasp out the words, “... please ... I want ... to-”
“Come for me, Kurogane ...” The hand squeezed tighter but did not stroke him much faster. Fai whispered, “come, now ...”
Kurogane grunted as his orgasm hit, just as mind-breaking and powerful as they always were with Fai, but it was slower and longer this time, so that he could feel it in every atom of his body. It was kind of like being run over by a semi-truck, he thought dazedly, except that it left his body humming in incredible pleasure, the opposite of pain.
Smiling, Fai watched the ninja catch his breath, watched the heavy-lidded red eyes come back into focus. He laid down, closer to Kurogane, rubbing their exposed skins together sensually. “Mmm ...”
Kurogane exhaled, “Fuck.” His hand raised to a bare shoulder, covering it with a warm palm. “That was ...”
“Mm.” Fai agreed, tipping his chin up so his teeth could nip at the ninja’s jaw. “Yes.”
Kurogane rolled his eyes when he felt Fai wiping his hand on his trousers. When Fai was through, he lifted his hips and kicked the trousers off, over the edge of the bed. Fai only giggled a little, unrepentant, and snuggled closer to him.
“So, you were writing?” Kurogane asked, voice low and lazy.
“Before I was so rudely interrupted?” Fai returned, a teasing lilt to his voice. “Yes.”
“Another book?”
“Yes. The language of Celes. There is not much left of Celes. But the language ...” He sighed, a fingertip tracing the familiar lines of the tattoo on Kurogane’s bicep, the character for ‘strength’, in his own handwriting. “It seems a shame for the language to be lost. I would like for it to survive, even if it is only in a book.”
“Your third book ...”
Fai nodded against his chest. “I am thinking that there will be a fourth, as well. The history of Celes, written as an historical fiction.” A pause, a regretful sigh. “What happened there should not be lost, either. All of those people who died ... They do not have graves, and I do not know all their names. But I can preserve their memory in a book, to serve as a warning of what happened there.”
“That’s a good idea.”
“It is all I can do.”
They were quiet for a few moments, the sound of their breathing a comfort to each other.
“You know,” Kurogane commented, as he sat up, “I think Tomoyo would probably be interested to learn your language. Souma would probably want to learn too, if Tomoyo did.”
Fai stood up and looked down at his trousers, trying to determine if they were still suitable to wear or if he should change them. “Do you think so?”
“Yeah.” Kurogane picked up his shirt from the ground; it was a bit wrinkled but he thought it would do. “I would probably only have the patience to learn a few words.”
Fai grinned wickedly at him. “And it would ruin Kuro-chan’s kink.”
“You could ask her at dinner tonight.” Kurogane tossed a shirt at his head. “C’mon, we should get dressed.”
* * * * *
end note: I managed to include two more of Fai's books, the tatoos, language!kink, and porn. *is proud*
and note: live, strength.
also: anyone wanna beta the unofficial chapter 14 for me? I kind of want to stab it to death. like, a lot.