Laylah (laylah) wrote in ironman7, @ 2007-08-27 15:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | final fantasy xii, laylah, week 2: prompt 1 |
Final Fantasy XII (Zecht/Zargabaath) [week 2, prompt 1]
Title: Feverish
Author: Laylah
Rating: not worksafe! ^^
Word Count: 200
Summary: "Then you wake," Zecht says, "and you're flesh and blood after all. Come here."
"And then I realize there were people in there, too," Zargabaath says softly. The room is dark, cool, but he still feels feverish from the dream. "But even knowing that I only tried to save the library. And I'm standing there as the keep burns, and I'm trying to feel remorse, but it won't come. And then I realize --" he's turning his hands over in the moonlight, staring at their ghostly pallor -- "that there's nothing to me but the armor, and --"
Zecht's hand catches his, warm and dark. "Then you wake," Zecht says, "and you're flesh and blood after all. Come here."
Zargabaath lets himself be pulled down, parts his lips for Zecht's kiss, but when Zecht would speak afterward he interrupts: "Don't tell me I'm thinking too much."
"Never," Zecht says. He kisses Zargabaath's jaw, his throat, nips his collarbone. "I love your thoughts. Your words."
He rolls on top of Zargabaath, warm skin on skin, and kisses his way slowly down, broad hands closing around Zargabaath's hips and lush mouth teasing, enveloping Zargabaath's cock to suck him hard. Zargabaath feels himself brush the back of Zecht's throat, gasping: the only words left to him are yes and please.