Changing Fate Series 2: Meltdown | By : ctsama Category: +. to F > Fushigi Yuugi Views: 1818 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ch. 4: The Joining
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Miserable and frustrated, Tasuki trudged along looking for a
good place to relieve some stress. He
finally came across a secluded clearing.
‘This’ll work,’ he thought. He
shed his coat and shirt, stripping his upper body to the skin. It was a cold night, but he’d heat up
quickly enough with what he was about to do.
It was something that used to calm his restless mind in the
past; he could only hope it would help him now. He hadn’t had a chance to test out the tessen since the
sand-witch had powered the thing up, and he was eager to see what it could do
now. He sat cross-legged in the grass,
and picked the weapon up for some practice.
He closed his eyes and settled his mind as best he could, sending his qi
into the fan. It wasn’t easy like it
usually was, but he figured it was just the fever he had making it difficult.
He started by forming a flame. He found that he could vary its size more easily now, making it
bigger or smaller at will. That was
something he was familiar with. He
wanted to try something new. He
concentrated on the heat of the flame, and tried to make it hotter. It worked!
Then he reversed it and made the flame cooler. That worked as well.
Next, he pictured the flame elongating and breaking
apart. He found that he could shape and
send out multiple jets of flame at one time.
If he ever got his concentration back, he figured he’d be able to hit
several targets at once. Calling the
flames back to himself, he just let the cooled fire have free reign. It encircled him, warming his skin without
burning it. He stayed like that for a
while, savoring the heat’s delicate touch on his skin. It was almost like…
He frowned as something niggled in the back of his mind. Someone was watching him. Familiar.
“Tama? That you?”
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Tamahome followed Tasuki’s qi through the trees. It led in the direction of a clearing, and
Tamahome could see firelight ahead.
When he got closer and could see where the light was coming from, he
stopped. And stared.
His lover sat in a clearing, wrapped in spiraling
flame. It twined around his body like a
thing alive.
The flames licked Tasuki’s skin, flickering light playing
along his body. As they rose up, they
danced through his hair, lifting it and blending in with the fiery strands
before disappearing into the night air.
It was the most painfully beautiful and erotic thing
Tamahome had ever seen, and he was almost instantly hard.
After a few minutes, the peaceful expression on the bandit’s
face fell into a frown, and the flames withdrew back into the fan.
“Tama? That you?” he
called out.
Tamahome stepped out from his hiding place and came closer,
trying very hard to remember how to form words. It was no easy task with no blood in the brain. “Yeah, it’s me. I wanted to… talk to you.”
Tasuki gave him a halfhearted smirk, giving him the once
over. “You shouldn’t be here. You sure as hell don’t look like ya wanna
‘talk,’ Tama.”
“Good point,” Tamahome muttered, closing the gap between
them and tackling the redhead to the ground.
The one corner of his mind still thinking rationally provided a curt
explanation of his actions before shutting down completely. “It’s okay now. Miaka won’t send me away from you. Clothes off, now.”
“Someone could hear us…” Tasuki groaned as skilled lips and
tongue attacked a sensitive spot on his neck.
Tamahome knew it was a feeble argument at best, judging by the rapid
speed at which Tasuki was snatching off his coat and shirt.
“I don’t care,” Tamahome replied, continuing his attack on
Tasuki’s neck. “Let ‘em hear how good
I’m making you feel. It’s been too
long.”
“Geez, yer such a perv,” the bandit mumbled as the last of
his resistance faded away.
Need.
Tamahome thrust his own erection hard against Tasuki, who
answered in kind. Lips met and tongues
tangled as the two men desperately tried to fuck each other through their
clothes.
Hunger.
They both realized they’d have to separate in order to take
things farther, but neither was willing to give up the contact they had. Finally, Tasuki broke the deadlock. “In me.
Now!” he ground out between kisses.
When Tamahome finally pulled away enough to get his pants
off, pain flared through them both.
Tasuki practically ripped his own off and reached out to restore contact
as soon as they were both naked.
Hurry.
Panting with exertion, Tamahome reached over and grabbed a
bottle out of his coat pocket. He
slicked himself quickly with the contents, and paused. He needed to stretch Tasuki, but he didn’t
think they could wait that long.
Out of time!
Shaking and past words, Tasuki locked his legs around
Tamahome’s hips and hoped that he got the message.
NOW.
Gratefully, Tamahome grabbed the bandit’s ass, spreading him
and positioning himself at the entrance to his lover’s body. Tasuki locked onto his gaze and held it as
Tamahome thrust fully inside without pause.
At last!
Tasuki was expecting pain, but there was none. There was only the amazing feeling of being
filled and loved, and the need to be…
Not enough.
“Closer!” they both voiced.
Tamahome slid his hands under Tasuki’s back and lifted him into a
sitting position in his lap, bringing them closer together. Tasuki immediately took the chance to wrap
his arms around Tamahome’s neck, locking lips with the other man as Tamahome
thrust up into him.
More!
Tamahome growled out a warning before tightening his hold on
the bandit’s hips and driving into his body faster and harder. Tasuki threw back his head and shouted as
his prostate was hit over and over.
Tamahome latched onto the exposed skin of his neck and bit down almost
hard enough to break the skin. Pressure
built and magnified, until it found an outlet.
Gray eyes met amber, and the world erupted in fire.
YES!
Their character marks blazed to life and red light engulfed
them. They exploded, melting into each
other.
It’s done.
Together now. Rest.
Tamahome toppled backward into darkness and Tasuki followed,
landing in his arms.
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Elsewhere, a mage and a physician noticed a bright red glow
in the depths of the trees, and breathed a sigh of relief before smiling
knowingly at each other and discouraging anyone from investigating.
Elsewhere on a mystical mountain, an old sand-witch of a
woman looked into a mirror and smirked.
“It’s about damn time. Now,
things start getting interesting.”
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Heh heh, lemons. Not
my forte. Ah well. Hope it wasn’t too bad. -_-;;
Confused about that italic’ed stuff?
So are the guys. You’ll find out
what that is when they do!
Bwaaahahaaaaa!!!! ::Ahem.:: One more chappie and an epilogue to go!
To Tasukigirl78: Hope that was worth waiting for! I don’t know if Miaka will ever actually
apologize to Tasuki for the rotten way she’s treated him. I just don’t know if she’s mature enough to
admit she did something wrong, even if she feels bad about it. ::sigh::
But we’ll see. ^_~
To Yahnkehy: It would make more sense for the bond to be
based on physical contact. It really
would. Unfortunately, I wanted its
creation and stabilization based on sexual contact because I am. A. Pervert!
More sex!! Meaningful
sex!!!! Ohohohooooo!!!!!!
::Ahem:: Sorry ‘bout
that… -_-;; I wanted the whole ‘bond’ thing to be a bit of a mystery for
awhile, but I’m sure Tasuki can annoy Chichiri into giving up some info pretty
soon. And thanks much for the beta
offer; I’d like that! I’ve been
piddling around with Comfort every now and again when I need a break
from this whopper of a story, but I’d appreciate some help with it. ^_^
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