Kurogane was no stranger to sex. Having devoted his life to the protection of Princess Tomoyo there had not been enough hours in the day to even consider a relationship. Not that he ever wanted one. Relationships were messy. They clouded your judgement and left you struck with living two different lives at the same time. Balancing, always prioritizing one or the other. Never being enough and always letting someone down.
No, Kurogane had been perfectly happy with his life, just the way it was. Well, before Princess Tomoyo sent him away that's it. He had simply taken his pleasure where he found it and and when he felt like it. No strings attached.
He had never really cared much about his own appearance, being more interested in honoring his skills as a swordsman than anything else. But he knew that he was good-looking enough that most of the castle servants and even his fellow swordsmen wouldn't say no a tumble in his bed or two.
Not that he minded.
So when the mage had invited him to his bed he had simply shrugged his shoulders and accepted the offer. Fai might annoy the hell out of him at times but he didn't particular dislike him, and there really was no arguing that the other male was attractive. So why not?
They were stranded, isolated. Some kind of glorified babysitters for two kids that had more one their shoulders than anyone their age should, or anyone for that matter. Sakura slept most of the time and the kid spent all his leftover time dotting on her. So he was struck drinking, staring at the stars in the ever changing skies. Every new world reminding him of how far away from home he actually was. Time passed slowly at evenings like this, he had never needed much sleep to begin with and this constant traveling made him feel out of place and always on guard. A quick fuck gave him some much needed distractions, and as an added bonus it made the mage shut up. At least for awhile.
In the end Kurogane firmly believed that this situation would be over soon anyway. That they would all end up in the country of Nihon sooner rather than later and he could leave this entire ordeal behind him. He figured that the rest of the group would keep traveling without him until the very last of the feathers were found, and then it would just be Fai and Mokona left, jumping from world to world until whatever Fai was running from finally caught up with him.
Not that he cared. That was Fais' issue and not his. They might share a bed but that was all there was too it. Two adults seeking a distraction, to keep themselves occupied in strange countries they knew nothing about as the night crept upon them over and over again.
And it was not like Fai was a bad companion to have in your bed, far from it. The male was experienced and delicate at the same time, and Kurogane found pleasure in watching the contrast of his tan hands against the mages creamy skin. It was surprisingly soft to the touch and it quickly flushed as the other males excitement rose. The shudders that rippled through Fai as he grabbed him and pressed him down to the bed made him swallow hard, like something suddenly got caught in his throat.
Fai looked so very different from the people from his own country. He looked almost exotic with his blonde hair and slender build. Maybe that's why everything felt slightly different from how Kurogane's sexual encounters. Because something was off. Not necessarily in bad way, but it was different nonetheless.
Maybe it was because Fai was technically a mage. Kurogane couldn't remember that he had ever took one to bed before, (not for lack of willing participants mind you).
He didn't really have anything against mages in the first place, but he had just prefered to keep them at an arm's length. He did understand the gist of magic, as much as someone that didn't possess the ability could, and he was painfully aware of just how dangerous mages could be, having faced his fair share in battles. And even if Fai didn't happen to use his magic he was a mage nonetheless, and a strong one at that.
Oh yes, he did his best hiding it behind silly words and whatnot, fooling most people they met on their travels and probably the kids too. But not him.
Kurogane had sensed the power emitting from the slender form since the first time he had laid his eyes upon him. He remembered every fiber in his body had screamed at him that that man was dangerous, and to tread very, very carefully.
He silently couldn't help but wonder if Fais' first impression of him was anything like his own.
Maybe.
Not that it mattered.
They never said much during the act itself, just tiny breaths of air against each others lips. Fingers digging into skin to encourage. A tug here or a pull there as a form of communication, to convey a request, a wish. A demand.
Strands of blonde hair was flowing over the pillow and he unconsciously reached out with one of his hands and let the fine fibers fall through his fingers. Fai was looking at him through half-lidded eyes that were slightly dazed and maybe he would even have had marveled at their colour if it weren't for the fact that he could see a question building up behind them.
Annoyed he grabbed a strand of said hair and pulled at it just as he slammed into the body beneath him once more. He focused on the tension that had assembled during the day, all his worries, his exasperation at the situation, his anger at himself and channeled it into every trust he made into the slender frame underneath him. This was the way the other liked it too. Harsh, almost hateful. Devoid of emotions. There was no pretense here, just two beings using the other for their own selfish gains.
Fai's back arched up to meet him, biting down slightly on his lips to not make any unnecessary noise. A small pant escaped though and Kurogane felt himself grin before grabbing further into slender hips, angling the mage before continue to pound into the slim body. He could feel beads of sweat starting to trickling down his chest as he towered above the other, his muscles working to satisfy the most primal of all urges.
One of Fai's hands which so far had been busy with desperately grasping at the covers now rose to place itself over his face, covering him as yet another quiet moan rolled of full lips.
A moment later that same hand was pinned back against the mattress, rough, calloused fingers wrapping itself around a thin wrists as their movements continued. Red eyes meeting blue before Kurogane leaned down into the crock of a neck and with a quiet grunt finally found his release.
Slowly catching his breath, but still panting softly Kurogane pulled out and rolled to the side, his hand already moving downwards, intending to finishing the job the rest of his body had failed to do. He had almost reached the other males member before Fai gently swatted him away, shaking his head.
"Im fine," blinking in slight confusion Kurogane watched as Fai got up and slowly, on slightly swaying legs crossed the room to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Shrugging it off he made an attempt to clean up the mess they had made instead. There was no question what Fai was doing behind that closed door but it didn't matter. He had offered his services but the mage had declined, which was fine.
It wasn't the first time it had happened and it would probably happen again in the future with whoever he took to bed then. Kurogane had learned early on that some people just didn't find pleasure in being the center of attention. To have someone focus on just you and your needs, to see the emotions crossing over your face and listen to every lusty sound that escaped your lips. Seeing you at your most vulnerable.
Maybe in the future, if he ever ended up in a relationship he might have wanted to bother to work on the other person's insecurities, but this was not what this was. Fai was not his problem.
So when the Fai finally emerged from the bathroom he found the worst of the mess already cleaned up and Kurogane back in his own bed, fast asleep.
A soft, but sad smile was playing on his lips as he crept down under his own covers, which still held the smell of sweat and the sweet, alluring scent of sex.