Title: The Hand of God
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Soma/Agni
Genres: romance
Warnings: yaoi, & possible squick over the licking of spooge off one's lover.
Word Count: 500
Summary: Soma wishes to feel the power of the "Hand of God." Agni indulges him…
Author's note: In the series, Kuroshitsuji, the character of Agni, possesses what is known as the "Hand of God." This hand can move with lightening speed, or close to it, when need be, and it also has other amazing powers, like determining the best masala for curry, simply by touch.
Author's note 2: This won first place at LJ's Hentai contest
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"The Hand of God…" Soma said softly, almost reverently, as he held his manservant's hand in his. He gently brushed his fingertips against the bandages that Agni had wrapped it in. "So powerful, and yet, so gentle," he whispered, bringing it up to cup his cheek.
"But only for you, my prince…"Agni replied. He tenderly rubbed his thumb against his young lover's lower lip. Holding the seventeen year old's face in both of his hands; the elder Bengali leaned in and kissed him.
Breaking it, Soma said, "Then show me its power."
"If that is what you desire, my prince, so shall it be…"
"Yes…" Pulling away from the elder Bengali, the prince reached down to slowly pull his kurta up and over his head. He tossed it onto the floor. Grinning cockily as he loosened the ties on his salwar, Soma lay back against the pillows on his bed. "Show me its power, Agni…"
Shifting his weight on the bed, Agni reached across the prince to tug on his salwar. With a minimum of help from Soma, the elder Bengali slid the soft cotton pants past his hips and down his legs. Before he could remove them any further, the seventeen year old playfully kicked them off like a small child. Agni lay down next him, and propping his head up on his upturned palm, he ran his right hand lightly down the flat plane of Soma's stomach to rest above the dark thatch of curls and his bourgeoning erection.
"Agni…?" The young Bengali prince looked up at his lover.
"Yes…?"
"The Hand of God's power…?"
"You mean this, my prince?" the elder Bengali teased as wrapped his hand around his young lover's cock. He slowly stroked the rapidly hardening column of flesh.
"Yes…" Soma breathed. "Harder…"
"As you desire… so shall it be…"Agni leaned over and kissed his beloved as he continued to stroke him. Breaking it, he watched the play of emotion flit across the seventeen year old's face as he inched towards his climax.
Soma closed his eyes, the waves of pleasure he felt seemed to run down his spine to pool within his cock. He moaned softly when his beloved moved the pad of his thumb back and forth over the sensitive tip. It felt so mind-numbingly good and the prince was torn between giving into the pleasure and holding back for as long as he could to prolong it. But Agni's touch proved to be too powerful, and unable to hold on any long, Soma came, spewing his hot essence all over his stomach and his lover's "Hand of God." He lay limp as he basked in the afterglow of his sexual high when the hand left him to be replaced, moments later, by Agni's warm rough tongue. The elder Bengali licked the younger clean and when he finished, he rolled onto his back, pulling his beloved prince close.
Soma picked up Agni's hand, kissing the palm. "This truly is the Hand of God…"