Endless Kisses
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+S to Z › Saint Seiya
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,671
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Saint Seiya, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Endless Kisses
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FIC : Endless kisses
Author : Sagakure
Fandom : Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac, Cavaleiros do Zodiaco, Caballeros del Zodiaco, Chevaliers du Zodiaque).
Pairing : Saga x Kanon & Kanon x Saga
Rating : R
Warnings : Crazy drabble. Oh, and twincest.
Disclaimer : I do not own Saint Seiya.
Saint Seiya is (C) of Masami Kurumada, Toei, Shueisha, Akita Shoten and quite probably some more people. No copyright infringement or disrespect intended here. This is a work of fanfiction, done completely for fun. No profit is taken out of it.
Completely unrelated to the disclaimer, but drop by my website if you want to see Saint Seiya fanarts I also do. ^_^ *lol* It’s here --> http://tokyo.cool.ne.jp/sagakure/index.html
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Kisses.
A thousand of them.
Endless kisses.
An infinite amount of them.
Of all flavors, all colors, all kinds.
Kisses so sweet that they tasted like the most powerful of the candies buried deep in the memories of a childhood that had been too short.
Kisses so bittersweet that the lovers had tear-streaked faces as their lips finally parted to allow the invasion of tentative tongues.
Kisses so full of insane hunger and utter passion that their lips would get bruised from their despair and their hurry to become one once again.
Kisses so painful that they would end up splitting their lips, and the lovers would drink each other’s blood, or lick it eagerly as it ran down their chins.
Kisses so feverish that molten lava couldn’t compare to the searing heat of their arousal.
Kisses the color of each emotion they felt in each of those moments.
Two identical images.
Two mirrors facing each other.
Or one mirror, with two images inside it.
If reality itself is but an illusion, which is the mirror, and which is the copy?
Are they not copies of each other, yet both utterly real nevertheless?
A kaleidoscope of pleasure, lost in a maddening dance of senses and skin, reunited and then separated, just to come together once again shortly afterwards, over and over again.
Blue hair spilled all over white sheets, tangled in such a delight that it was no longer possible to tell to whom of the two it belonged.
Fingers entwined and green eyes locked on green eyes, there was no longer any need for their mouths to voice anything other than cries of pleasure, as all that they might need to say was contained in that gaze.
Skin against skin, their hands roamed over each other’s body, their tongues traced wet spirals of glistening lust, and their desire fused and took them into vertiginous levels of a rapturous bliss, as they merged and became one over and over again, taking each other in turns and branding each other’s body and soul.
Each kiss, each touch, each shudder of utter joy would make their bond even stronger, and the lovers were now once again one same entity, each thought and sensation mirrored on each other’s mind. Sensorial perception made one with the utmost depths of their souls.
The ancient Greeks believed the seed to carry the knowledge necessary for the mentor to form the young apprentice.
The twins’ seed carried their soul and utter love over and over again into each other.
Sweet sated kisses, delicate moments of intimacy shared when their sweaty bodies would finally fall back on the sheets, and lay curled against each other to rest until the next day… physically as close as they used to be at the beginning, when they were the two only beings that existed in the universe that was the womb.
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Sagakure, April 24th, 2005
FIC : Endless kisses
Author : Sagakure
Fandom : Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac, Cavaleiros do Zodiaco, Caballeros del Zodiaco, Chevaliers du Zodiaque).
Pairing : Saga x Kanon & Kanon x Saga
Rating : R
Warnings : Crazy drabble. Oh, and twincest.
Disclaimer : I do not own Saint Seiya.
Saint Seiya is (C) of Masami Kurumada, Toei, Shueisha, Akita Shoten and quite probably some more people. No copyright infringement or disrespect intended here. This is a work of fanfiction, done completely for fun. No profit is taken out of it.
Completely unrelated to the disclaimer, but drop by my website if you want to see Saint Seiya fanarts I also do. ^_^ *lol* It’s here --> http://tokyo.cool.ne.jp/sagakure/index.html
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Kisses.
A thousand of them.
Endless kisses.
An infinite amount of them.
Of all flavors, all colors, all kinds.
Kisses so sweet that they tasted like the most powerful of the candies buried deep in the memories of a childhood that had been too short.
Kisses so bittersweet that the lovers had tear-streaked faces as their lips finally parted to allow the invasion of tentative tongues.
Kisses so full of insane hunger and utter passion that their lips would get bruised from their despair and their hurry to become one once again.
Kisses so painful that they would end up splitting their lips, and the lovers would drink each other’s blood, or lick it eagerly as it ran down their chins.
Kisses so feverish that molten lava couldn’t compare to the searing heat of their arousal.
Kisses the color of each emotion they felt in each of those moments.
Two identical images.
Two mirrors facing each other.
Or one mirror, with two images inside it.
If reality itself is but an illusion, which is the mirror, and which is the copy?
Are they not copies of each other, yet both utterly real nevertheless?
A kaleidoscope of pleasure, lost in a maddening dance of senses and skin, reunited and then separated, just to come together once again shortly afterwards, over and over again.
Blue hair spilled all over white sheets, tangled in such a delight that it was no longer possible to tell to whom of the two it belonged.
Fingers entwined and green eyes locked on green eyes, there was no longer any need for their mouths to voice anything other than cries of pleasure, as all that they might need to say was contained in that gaze.
Skin against skin, their hands roamed over each other’s body, their tongues traced wet spirals of glistening lust, and their desire fused and took them into vertiginous levels of a rapturous bliss, as they merged and became one over and over again, taking each other in turns and branding each other’s body and soul.
Each kiss, each touch, each shudder of utter joy would make their bond even stronger, and the lovers were now once again one same entity, each thought and sensation mirrored on each other’s mind. Sensorial perception made one with the utmost depths of their souls.
The ancient Greeks believed the seed to carry the knowledge necessary for the mentor to form the young apprentice.
The twins’ seed carried their soul and utter love over and over again into each other.
Sweet sated kisses, delicate moments of intimacy shared when their sweaty bodies would finally fall back on the sheets, and lay curled against each other to rest until the next day… physically as close as they used to be at the beginning, when they were the two only beings that existed in the universe that was the womb.
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Sagakure, April 24th, 2005