The first of the 100 challenge i'm trying to do. Motivation has suddenly struck me for a few of the prompts, but no doubt I will struggle with a few of them. Here I give you number 32, since i've had this idea in my head for a while and this was the prompt it seemed to fit with the best. Besides, numerical order is for squares.
032- Sunset
The lord of Aki stood gazing out onto the vast oceans, watching as the rays from the rising sun sunk below the waves, colouring them crimson. It was a sight he never tired of witnessing, always enraptured by how the clear light pierced through the roughness, seemingly caressing the ocean into a calm stupor. It reminded him of the pirate and himself in some ways, ways he wished he could forget sometimes.
Closing his eyes, he allowed his thoughts to drift into those of him; he never could leave Motonari alone, even when he was drinking in the sight of his god. The familiar chill struck him suddenly, opening his eyes to see his God's counterpart hanging among the stars. Its light was nothing to him, it only served as purpose to remind him of the pirate. He often wondered if the sun had the same effect on him.
His slender frame began to shiver, taking this as time to walk inside of his fortress, pulling his yukata across his body to hide it from the glare of the moonlight; he despised it when the cold light touched him.
'Been waitin' a while for you Mori...Thought you'd forgotten about me for a minute.' The gruff tone shattered Motonari's train of thought, much to his own annoyance. 'Perhaps I did' he answered simply, narrowing his thin eyes at the pirate before him. He couldn't recall inviting the brute onto his fortress, yet he'd not turned him away. He could never say no to that stupid grin.
Motochika just cocked his head, his lips curling into the smirk he knew the tactician could never refuse, 'Ah well then, might have to make a few marks this time so you don't forget about me...Can't have that now can I?' he gestured for Motonari to move over to him. The brunette just tutted at him.
'Always so vulgar pirate...Really, I should just cut out that tongue of yours...' he gave a slight grin, his gaze shifting to the moonlight pouring into the room, momentarily distracted. Though Motochika didn't take kindly to being ignored for more than a few seconds, standing to block the flow of light, his shadow looming across the smaller male. 'Ah but if you did that, I couldn't do this.' Quickly, but not harshly, he pressed his lips against Motonari's, ignoring the muffled protests as his tongue slipped past the tactician's parted lips.
The kiss caught him unusually unaware, moving to ball his hands into fists against the pirate's chiselled chest, knowing it would do nothing but excite him further. Nothing could stop the brute when he wanted him, and he'd never have it any other way. Once the sun bowed to the rising power of the moon, he had no desire to stop him. In the morning he would have his revenge, or so he told himself, loosely threading plots together in his mind before his thoughts were clouded with his own carnal desires.
They both knew that revenge would never come.
I'm thinking about extending this into a full sex fic, but that depends if I get distracted or not. The sex may possibly come in another one of the prompts though. Hope you liked it ;w; .