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Antalogía	By : Astharoche Category: +M to R > Pandora Hearts Views: 1956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Antalogia

Author: Astharoce

Genre: Humor, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Pairing: GilxOz

Language: English

Disclaimer: I don't own Pandora Hearts in any form or shape and make absolutely no money from this. I also don't own the song, but it's owned by Shakira.

I need a reason to love you

And it's hard to believe that there exists

No other reason than this love

There's so much left inside this heart

Even though they say that years are wise

This heart still feels the pain

Because of all the time we spent together

Left it's thread woven Inside of me

And I learned to take seconds from time

You made me see the sky's depth

With you I think I gained more than 3 kilos

With your many spread kisses

You developed my sense of smell

And it was because of you I started liking cats

Detached my shoes from the cement

So we could escape and fly for a while

The sound of laughter filled every corner of the big mansion. Today was an exceptionally bright day, one that could lift anyone's mood up. Including the ever brooding, Gilbert Nightray. The sun was up, his sun anyways, bouncing around with Alice, while the latter asked her "man servant" to get her some ever loved meat. It was a miracle that Alice was not rolling around the streets-instead of walking- in over weighted fat.

The blonde headed boy turned to him, the radiant smile ever present, "Gil~ Come here~" he sang, holding his hands behind his slim back. His piercing green eyes shone in the morning light, giving them a mischievous look. One that somehow is always present when the taller man was concerned.

Oz's smile was far too wide to be considered a good sign, but Gil didn't mind. He never did. He already knew his masters' personality, the mischievousness, the sadness, even the minimal malice that exists inside the 15 year old body. 'If only I could learn other aspects as well...like l-love...' the thought had barely crossed his mind before a bright blush took over his facial features.

Gil quickly shook his head, trying to rid himself from the horrendous and completely inappropriate thoughts, earning two strange stares. Thankfully, they were dismissed rather quickly. 'That's what make me follow him unconditionally,' Though the tall young man, coming closer to his most prized possession. His little master. That thought alone made him smile but at the same frown when he looked to the side, his golden eyes catching sight of the rabbit. Eating. Like always. It wasn't as if Gil so much as dislike the girl. She was just hard to stand, with her possessiveness of his master and the enormous obsession with meat.

His thoughts were interrupted when Oz, his precious master, shoved a tiny kitten to his face, his face stretched apart into a wide and almost creepy smile. Any wider and it would probably split his face in half. Gil felt his insides freeze. His face went blank while his pupils retreated down to a tiny black dot in the middle of his golden gaze. A scream wanted to rip out of his throat and be heard around the house.

He could feel, more than he could see, it's tiny, biddy, evil eyes looking at him and a cold chill passed down his spine. Sweat had started to undoubtedly run down his forehead. His shaking hands were clutched at his sides, and Gil gulped, trying to form a smile on his face. He probably looked like he was having a mini seizure instead of an attempt at a smile.

"O-o-oz...w-what have you g-g-got ther-re?" the older man asked in an uneven and shaking voice. The blonde frowned and lower the kitty down to his waist, before shaking his head and completely lowering it to the ground.

"Gil~" he whined, "Why aren't you screaming! It's no fun if you don't scream," he pouted, sticking out his bottom lip and crossing his arms over his chest.

Gil raised an eyebrow, better composed-even as he hid his still trembling hands behind him-now that the cat was a safe distance away, licking the rabbit on the sofa. 'I could make you scream...' though the not-so-innocent part of his brain. Once registering the thought, his face went up in flames, making him resemble a tomato-a very handsome tomato.

The black hair young man shook his head and smile, "What would you get of me screaming? Don't be a little tease Oz," his smile turned to a smirk as he reached out a gloved hand and ruffled the blonde locks.

Oz continue with his whining, not liking that his little prank had not gone as planned, "I'll get you," he mumbled under his breath.

Gil chuckled, not doubting for even one second that his Master will try time and time again. He hopes that he's just ready for whatever may be thrown at him.

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A couple of hours passed and Oz hadn't tried anything.

Gil sat on the previously-occupied-by-the-rabbit-sofa. His insides were tensing with preparation. Any time now. Xerxes was out with Alice, probably shopping for candy and meat. The only food that those two ever consumed.

Just as he expected a blurred blonde image of Oz shouted an, "AHA!" and jumped on top of Gil, effectively straddling the man. "Hello Gil~ whatcha doing here all alone, huh?" he asked, dragging the last word as long as possible before running out of breath.

Gil was shocked into silence for the second time that day. There he was, with an excited blonde on his lap and all he could do was tense. There was nothing more. Oz wasted not time and wrapped his arms loosely around Gil's neck, making the black hair man even more tense with the intimate contact.

"Gil, you can speak you know. What happened, cat got your tongue?" Oz asked, a smirk adorning his face. He might look like a 15 year old, but Gil knew Oz was in fact 25 inside and knew very well what he was doing. 'At least I hope so,' thought the raven haired man. Besides, Oz hadn't been a flirt his entire life for nothing.

Gil frowned and a deep sigh passed his lips, "As a matter of fact, my tongue is still safely attached to my throat," he deadpanned as he spoke, his words coming out in a monotone.

"Oh really, should I check?" Oz purred, sliding a couple inches forward and pressing himself flush against Gil. He untangled one of his arms and placed his hand on Gil's cheek, moving it slowly over the older man's lips. Without warning he slipped his pointing finger inside, touching the wet organ and wiggling his finger. He slipped it right back out and brought it down to his own lips, "Indeed, your tongue is still safe and sound," he used Gil's monotone tone to reply, before sticking the short appendage in his own mouth, managing a teasing smirk at the same time.

Throughout the whole ordeal, Gil was frozen solid. 'What did just happened?' was the only thought registering in his brain. He felt numb all over. Did he fall asleep on the sofa? This was surely a cruel dream, though delicious nonetheless. Oz quirked an eyebrow, intrigued. He had thought that his servant would be going off on a rampage and preaching against little teasing like this. Since, for Oz, this was all harmless teasing to get a reaction from the silent man, with no side effects.

OH.

How wrong he was.
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