I was dying to write something with Saralegui, considering I love that ruthless bastard.
So I was looking through some kinks, and I stumbled upon friction. I had to write this; it's just a drabble, but I enjoy it.
I own nothing.
Title: Friction
Author: Crope
Characters: Saralegui, Berias
Rating: T+
Friction is an endless source of concern for Saralegui. Friction between countries, between his courtiers and subjects, between his own desires. However, nothing anguishes, as well as well as excites, Saralegui more than the friction between his legs while riding.
He's not uncertain to as if his reactions are only the physical pressure between himself and the saddle or the psychological link horseback riding held to Berias. Berias had taught him to ride, legs around his waist and chest pressed against Saralegui's back. The first time Saralegui learned to ride, there was no issue; he was far too young. However, Sara had broken his leg a few years back, a break so bone-shattering that even after magical healing, the leg was notably unaccustomed to the positions and movements involved in riding for him to ride immediately without training.
So when Saralegui again settled in between Berias' strong legs he was older, and he found himself electrified. Between the friction against his pelvis, hips, and back, Saralegui made a connection between riding and pleasure that would last a lifetime. Even just seeing Berias astride a horse became a fountain of arousal for Saralegui. He controls it the best he could, at least until a moment of solitude.
This is what the King of Small Cimaron debates night after night. So many evenings…friction, riding, Berias, thoughts wafting through his mind until it becomes too much and he is forced to pull his sheet between his legs, applying the longed for friction his body yearns for before sleep captures him. Berias, ever the dedicated servant, never questions why his master is covered in his own wetness many mornings, damp sheets clutched between alabaster thighs. He simply wakes Saralegui and prepares him for a morning ride around the castle.