guiltyred (guiltyred) wrote in areyougame, @ 2008-10-09 21:30:00 |
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Stillness Shatters, Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core (Angeal/Genesis)
Title: Stillness Shatters
Author: GuiltyRed
Rating: NC17
Warnings: No warning necessary other than NWS – you wanted sex, you got it. :3
Word count: 588
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core, Angeal/Genesis: wake-up sex - "Stillness shatters"
Summary: Waking Genesis can be like provoking a wild animal: first you have to be absolutely certain you want to, and then you have to be very, very careful.
A/N: This was for October 8 -- sorry for the delay!
I don’t have to look to know he’s still sleeping.
Hard though it is, I resist the urge to look at him. The pre-dawn is blue and cold, like mako; I don’t like to see him in its light, so I wait, watching shadows chase each other across the ceiling. Only when those shadows are ringed in gold do I turn, lifting up on one elbow to look down at my softly snoring love.
Strands of sun paint his skin a rosy gold and strike fire from his hair. Even asleep, he wears his color, as though it never existed before him. Smiling fondly I give that thought another moment: what could the world have possibly been like, before Genesis?
I reach down and brush a strand of hair from his cheek. His lips are parted, dry from sleep. I debate touching them, but I know this would probably wake him, and to wake Genesis before he’s ready is to invite all the furies down before breakfast. Instead, I caress his cheek as lightly as a breeze.
He snorts in his sleep and turns his face away from my hand, and I try not to laugh out loud. A mischief mood takes me then, prompting me to tug the covers down. My fingers trace down his neck to his collarbone, follow the gilded path of the sun across his lean chest, then pass lower. My touch is firm so as not to tickle; the last thing I want is to startle him awake like that and get a swift kick for my troubles. It’s been known to happen.
Carefully, I move to the foot of the bed to crouch between his legs. He’s slightly aroused, probably from some dream at this point. I doubt he’s even aware of what I’m doing. Smiling wickedly, I take him in hand and tug gently.
Genesis sighs deeply but does not wake.
Bold now and fairly reassured, I continue stroking him, then lean down to catch the head of his cock between my lips.
His back arches slightly and he groans, but I can’t tell if he’s awake yet. If he isn’t, he soon will be, of that I’m certain.
I let my tongue caress the underside, the tip, the delicate skin around the head as my hand keeps jacking him off, all so very slowly as my other hand drops to my own erection and squeezes.
He shifts, then I feel his hand tangle in my hair.
I give him a low growl of approval as I release my hold on his cock and take him fully into my mouth. My fingers trail down to caress his balls, tickling the soft skin before gripping them gently but firmly so that I can feel the growing tightness in them.
Smiling around his cock, I work my way back to the tip, letting my tongue play.
Genesis groans and tries to thrust up into my mouth.
I pull back.
Too-bright eyes open, daring me to do that again as he arches his hips more slowly upward.
I swallow him down.
With a violent shudder, Genesis comes. I don’t have to look to know that his eyes are tight shut now, his mouth open in a silent scream.
The fingers clenching in my hair tell me all I need to know.