In the Secret | By : phantomness Category: +. to F > Card Captor Sakura Views: 4193 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Oh, I’m going to get flamed for this one. *Evil smirk*
Disclaimer: if I owned CCS, Syaoran would be paired with
Yue. Or Yukito. Or both… so no, I don’t own Card Captor Sakura
Notes: Eh, I guess its canon, kind-of… never mind, its’ not.
>.<
Warnings: PWP, shota/chanslash, Yukito x Syaoran, voyeurism…
implied hypnosis
Timeline: Post-capture of Time, Pre-capture of Return… eh,
that’s still not very detailed is it? Sorry!
Rating: NC-17
Title: In the Secret
Meiling
slowly walked home from school alone. Syaoran had run off somewhere right after
class, claiming that he was busy with some project or another. Since Kinimoto
hadn’t been rushing around like a chicken with her head cut off, it probably
wasn’t a Clow Card.
So what did
Syaoran have to do?
Something seemed
off, but Meiling shrugged ad headed for home. It probably wasn’t anything
alarming… unless…
Oh no! What
if he secretly had a girlfriend?
Meiling’s
eyes began to burn brightly with the fires of determination. She absolutely had
to make sure that wasn’t the case! After all, she was his fiancée, so she had a
right to know whom he was seeing, right?
With that,
she raced back towards the school. What she found was not quite what she had
expected.
Yukito sat
in the library, trigonometry textbook open; one hand busily taking notes on the
hyperbolic sine functions. Syaoran sat next to him, busily practicing his
English vocabulary with flash cards.
It looked
deceptively innocent, certainly.
However, if
one looked carefully, which Meiling did, what she saw wasn’t exactly innocent
anymore….
Yukito was
cradling Syaoran against him carefully, while one hand moved inside the boy’s
pants, with a clear intent in mind. Gentle caresses worked over rapidly
hardening flesh, as Syaoran moaned softly.
“Shh…” The high
school student smiled. “Now then, Li-kun, translate this phrase – ‘If you
touched me I think my heart would stop’.”
Syaoran
colored as he stammered out a translation. Yukito smiled.
“That’s
very good, now… “Holy angel in heaven blessed, my spirit longs with thee to
rest…””
“Where are
all these quotes from?” Syaoran’s voice was the barest hint of a whisper.
“English
Literature class,” Yukito smiled. “The first one is from a novel, the second
from Faust.”
“Faust?”
“It’s a
story of an old scholar who sold his soul to the devil in return for youth and
riches.” Yukito smiled.
“Oh?”
Syaoran’s breathing was still soft, but he was trembling as Yukito continued to
brush fingers over his aching shaft… “I can’t… concentrate like this…”
Yukito did
not reply verbally, as he was also drawn into the eroticism of the moment, and
with one deft finish, brought Syaoran to completion, muffling the boy’s cry of
pleasure with his other hand.
Meiling
continued to stare from behind a bookcase, shaking. Although she had seen it
all, she still couldn’t believe-!
Yukito must
have seduced Syaoran! How… how horrible of him!
“Beautiful,”
Yukito crooned. It was luckily the library was deserted, as Syaoran was now
firmly ensconced in his lap, one hand still between the boy’s legs, moving
slowly over velvety skin… his other hand had trailed down, opening Syaoran’s
sailor collar, exposing creamy skin to the air…
Syaoran
shivered slightly. “Y-yukito-san…” He whispered. “Will this hurt?”
“Only a
little,” Yukito promised, eyes gentle. “Trust me, Syaoran…”
“I…I trust
you, Yukito-san…”
No, no, no!
Meiling squeezed her eyes shut so she didn’t have to watch, clamped her hands
over her ears to block out their soft, muffled voices, but it was no use…
Syaoran… I
can’t believe you would do this to me…
She
continued watching as they cleaned up, exchanging a few more shy glances and
kisses, almost… innocent.
However,
then she saw Syaoran’s lips curve up in a smile that could only be termed as
malicious as he drew out his sword and a single card.
“Time!”
No, I can’t
forget… I can’t… if I forget, then I’ll still… love him…
Both
Meiling and Yukito’s eyes went blank.
“Meiling,
you will go straight home and forget any of this ever happened. Did you
honestly think I wouldn’t notice your presence?” Syaoran directed. Meiling
obediently moved out of the room, softly, doll-like.
He laughed
a bit harshly as she was gone. “Yukito-san… I cannot let you remember either.
I’m sorry. If Touya ever found out, he’d kill me. But… I promise you, this won’t
be the last time. Now, you spent the entire afternoon studying here. Nothing
happened between us.”
His sword
retracted to amulet form as the Time Card vanished back into subspace. He was a
little shaky, but the energy drain was less this time.
I’m sorry…
End fic
I’m a cruel, cruel authoress, aren’t I? *Shrugs*
Completed 5/25/05
And yes, I’m making it so you can mess with people’s
memories and such just by using the Time card. After all, it controls the time
stream, doesn’t it? ^^
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