Author note: I don't own the Last Story, nor do I own Dagran or Count Arganan.
Warning: Smut, drabble-ish, DagranxCountArganan, possible spoilers for the game
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Hot
It was so damn hot with the way both would wrestle for control.
Dagran liked the power he could coax from the Count. And the Count liked that, too.
So there they would be, furiously locking lips with each other, hissing and grinding against one another as they tried to get the other naked first.
Usually Dagran would win, but sometimes he'd let the Count take the lead and strip him naked.
Then there would be banter and teasing between each other.
"Look's who's hard first. You're that eager for me, Count?"
"Shut up." Arganan growled back as he nearly shoved Dagran onto the bed. "Don't deny yourself being turned on by this!"
Sex could be rough, but tender too. It all depended on the situation.
Usually it was a mix of both.
Dagran loved the way the Count would groan and buck up against him, loved it whenever he could get a man as powerful as the Count to whimper and writhe underneath him in the sheets, sweat and seed mixing together as they kept kissing and touching.
Arganan, on the other hand, enjoyed it when he could relish the sound of Dagran's moans and give him love bites all over his chest. It was fine. A little makeup would fix it. He liked it when Dagran would stroke and kiss the scarred side of his body, near-worshipping that part of him as much as the rest of him.
They would be loud. They would be quiet. It all just depended on what the hell was going on.
But that was often a mix of both too.
But in the heat of the moment, they often didn't care too much about anything else.
It was too hot between them to care about anything other than each other.
But after everything was done with, the two would lazily sleep beside each other. Arganan would cling onto him, one arm slung over the younger man's chest while he buried his face into the crook of his neck.
Then he'd wake up, realize that Dagran was gone, and that it was colder without him by his side.