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moe81Title: A Taste of Something Real
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: TRC
Pairing: Fai/Kurogane
Warnings: Sex. Angst. Good combination. XD
A/N: Set somewhere during Infinity Arc. There are POV changes, so I apologise for any confusion.
Another fight, another round of blood loss. While Fai tended to Syaoran’s wounds, Kurogane was trying to rest up in the front room of the apartment and the only thing staunching his blood was a wadded up towel. That didn’t stop the scent of it from reaching Fai.
The beast inside of him growled in hunger at the taste of prey in his mouth. It had been several days since he had fed and he could feel the roiling in his veins. Fai stamped it back down, wanting to finish his attentions to his companions before anything else.
He tied the last bandage on Syaoran and left the boy to sleep. He gathered his provisions and turned to the bedroom door, prepared for the last patient. It opened quietly and Sakura and Mokona both entered, worried frowns on their faces. Fai gave them a reassuring smile and made to slip past them. Mokona caught his eye and silently asked if he needed help with the other man. A gentle head shake and Fai stepped out, closing the door with a soft snick.
His tread to the couch was muffled by carpet, no sound to signify his passage. That didn’t change the fact that he knew the other man knew that he was there, the connection between them – now bound in blood – calling to each other.
Fai could still feel his vampiric self straining against the thirst but he pushed it aside to worry about the hole in Kurogane’s side. The other man didn’t so much as twitch when Fai removed the blood soaked towel to reveal a ragged wound. Fai had the overwhelming urge to hit him and if he hadn’t been so worried, he would have. Instead, he picked up a clean cloth and the antiseptic, intending to try and clean up the mess.
Kurogane cracked his eyes open and stared at the blond. He looked pale. Well, paler then normal anyway. When was the last time he’d eaten? Kurogane remembered. He could still feel lips wrapped around his wrist, sucking, pulling, tongue lapping. The memory was making him hard, a condition he was slowly getting used to.
He watched silently as fingers probed gently at his ribs, as the singular gold eye gleamed in want of what his body was spilling. He had a handle on his control where sexual desire was concerned, but it looked like Fai had even greater control over everything else. Kurogane could feel need coursing through his body; to have, to possess and he knew his heart had to be beating fast enough to catch the other's attention. It would be so easy to pull him closer, wrap his arms around slim hips and drown himself in taste and feel: all skin, heat and pulse pounding.
Perfect control.
So perfect that he didn’t need to reach his hand out to blond hair, didn’t need to grip hard enough to produce a small whimper from the other body, didn’t need to pull down so lips and teeth could latch onto his bleeding wounds, didn’t need to urge him to suck harder, longer, deeper.
Fai pressed closer, intent on healing what he could, body heat curling in the small space separating the two of them. He could feel all his blood – his borrowed…given blood – pound through his veins, rushing to his groin. He clenched his teeth against the onslaught of need as his senses heightened, the sound of bandages slipping over skin was the only audible noise in the room. Fai cursed his vampire hearing for picking up the sound of Kurogane's heart speeding up.
He tried to ignore it. He tried to ignore the tightening in his pants. He tried to ignore the unconscious calling of his prey. He tried but the pull was so strong. His fingers clenched around the antiseptic he was using and he leaned closer, inhaling deeply. He almost purred when the sweet scent hit his tongue. He grew harder and pressed his erection against Kurogane's leg, realising briefly that he shouldn't. He knew that he wouldn't be able to blame the other man when the inevitable happened.
His control was slipping and Kurogane cursed the mage for the insistent nudging against his thigh. His fingers spasmed and he closed them into a fist, nails biting into his palm. He had no regrets giving a part of himself to save the blond but it would be so much easier if the other would just give in to his nature and accept him.
Fai shifted around for supplies and stood before him. The straining in his pants was presented to Kurogane's face and he debated for all of a second before grabbing Fai's waist and yanking him into his lap, forcing the mage to spread his knees and straddle him. Fai pushed against his shoulders and opened his mouth to protest, until Kurogane ran his fingers over the blond's jaw and his thumb caressed a pale cheek.
Fai stilled and watched him carefully. Kurogane's mouth parted under a silent sigh and he turned his head just enough to expose a wound on his neck. His pulse thumped under his skin, pumping blood out of the shallow cut.
Through narrowed eyes, he watched blue turn to predatory gold. Fai licked his lips and pressed hard on the wound in his side, eliciting a pained groan. Fai hissed through his teeth in response. Kurogane grabbed the back of the blond's head and tilted his to the side, exposing his neck in all its bloody glory. A low growl vibrated through his hand and white fangs flashed in the low light. Kurogane held back a moan and strained further, urging Fai to take what he wanted.
Fai hesitated and the war within himself grew louder until it blocked out any reasonable logic. He moved fast, the top of his head nudging Kurogane's chin further away, stretching the tanned skin tighter. His lapped at the blood before settling his mouth over the cut. His fangs scored unblemished flesh and he sucked hard, drawing the other man's life essence into himself.
Kurogane arched up under him and the hands at his back clawed at him through his shirt. Fai placed a hand on the other side of Kurogane's neck and pressed down. His tongue darted between open flesh and the accompanying whimper drove him into a frenzy. He thrust his lower body against Kurogane's stomach, seeking friction through his pants.
Broad hands skated over covered skin and grabbed at his ass. Fingers dug in and he could feel himself being spread through the material. He was forced down until his erection pressed against Kurogane's. He growled before he moved again, driving his hips forward. The heat between the two of them was near unbearable.
Kurogane shifted a hand and fumbled with the buttons on Fai's shirt before resorting to ripping it open. Several of the buttons went flying and Kurogane parted the material. Pale flesh was laid out in front of him and he dragged a nail over one pale pink nipple. It peaked under his ministrations and he twisted it between two fingers, rousing a long moan from the blond and harder sucking on his neck.
The hands on his neck left and he was suddenly surround by lean arms and the smell of musk. He was sure he could also taste a hint of magic rolling off the blond. Or maybe that was because Fai was literally sucking the life out of him. He grasped one of the sleeves, pulled it down and mouthed at the skin, tonguing at the inside of an elbow, biting down and drawing the blood to the surface, marking the mage as his. Fai hissed at him and arched back, spreading himself open.
Kurogane bent his head and licked at Fai's chest, sucking hard on a nipple, biting it, rolling it between his teeth, then doing the same to the other. One of his hands drifted to Fai's crotch and he palmed him through his pants. He was given another growl and if he hadn't been in a haze of lust, he would have smirked.
He pawed at the waistband and opened the multiple buttons holding the pants together. His hand slipped in and he curled his fingers around the hard flesh. It was hot and it pulsed under his grip. He fondled the blond as his other hand fumbled at his own zip and the sound of it opening was loud over their panting. He brought them together and his eyes closed at the feel of silken flesh touching his. He wrapped one hand around both of them and stroked hard.
Fai made a noise of assent in his ear and Kurogane fisted his hand in blond hair, pulling him in for a kiss. Kurogane kept a steady rhythm of long strokes and fast jerking as their tongues surged together, teeth nipping at swollen lips. Fai bit down and he tasted blood. The blond sucked at it, teeth digging into his flesh.
A growl rumbled up from Kurogane's chest and his hand spasmed around their cocks. He could feel the throbbing between their shafts and his balls tightened as his climax grew closer. He pinned Fai with his gaze, telling him silently what he would never say out loud.
Kurogane's eyes bored into his, burning. His mind tripped over itself as he felt the ninja's emotions rippling beneath the surface. The need for him to possess was strong and Fai faltered at the intensity. Fai sucked in a harsh breath. Kurogane was so passionate.
The hand around him clenched and stroked hard. Blazing heat rushed through his body and Fai threw his head back as he came, mouth open in a silent scream. He heard Kurogane growl and glanced down as he did the same, painting pearlescent across their stomachs.
Fai slumped forward, his head resting on Kurogane's shoulder. His licked his dry lips and his ragged breathing evened out. Small drops of blood dotted Kurogane's neck and Fai touched his tongue to them, soaking up the taste of the other man. A small shiver danced up his spine. He closed his eye in resignation and shifted back.
Kurogane beat him to it and wrapped a tight arm around his waist, keeping him in place. Any remaining tension left the silent man and Fai twitched when hot breath played with the hair around his ear.
The apartment was silent and Fai considered leaving, if only to make himself feel better with some kind of denial. He sighed when the fingers at his waist rubbed gently over his skin and he figured that it couldn't hurt to stay just a little longer.
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Date: 2010-03-01 10:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-01 11:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-01 06:33 pm (UTC)Just dropping by to say I would appreciate if you'd credit that icon...given that I am the artist of the fanart. Actually, I would prefer if people asked me before they used my artwork to begin with...
Thank you.
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Date: 2010-03-01 10:22 pm (UTC)Not a problem. I can completely remove it if you would prefer. I found it on a random search through google so I wasn't sure who to credit.
In place of that, I humbly ask if I can use your artwork with full credit. I understand if you don't want me to.
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Date: 2010-03-02 05:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-02 06:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-02 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-02 05:25 am (UTC)Quote unquote from Tsubasa Abridged.
Awesome work.
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Date: 2010-03-05 10:44 pm (UTC)(for some reason, I loved that little bit of tenderness at the end...)
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Date: 2010-03-08 03:59 am (UTC)The fluffy wins out over the angst. I think that's a good thing. Although, in the later arcs where these two are concerned, the fluff doesn't really exist. We need more fluff.
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Date: 2010-03-08 05:11 am (UTC)There can never be too much fluff. The last... a hundred or so chapters of tsubasa made me seriously miss silly!Fai and grumpy!Kurogane... it was all wangst wangst wangst after that... (though granted, there was a heck of a lot of fanservice mixed in with the wangst)
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Date: 2010-03-22 09:55 am (UTC)But did the fanservice make up for all that lost time with the Fai and Kurogane that we all love? Did the blood sucking and wangsty USTing make us feel any better that the interaction chan... Umm. Never mind.
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Date: 2010-03-12 09:07 am (UTC)I have to say that is one of the most intriguing and creative ways of expressing release like that. Thank you, this was a great read...
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Date: 2010-03-12 02:22 pm (UTC)Good fic. *nod*nod* They are still my ultimate OTP.