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Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh Zexal
Title: The Sentence
Pairing: Alit x Leonius (Prince)
Word Count: 205||Status: One-shot
Genre: Romance, Humor||Rated: PG-13
Notes: This takes place in Alit's first life, before it all went to hell in a handbasket.
Challenge: Written for the 2014 Advent Calendar Challenge, day #5; Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, section A, #72: write a fluffy piece
Summary: [one-shot, Leonius x Alit/Alit x Leonius, Lionshipping, 2014 Advent Calendar Challenge; Diversity Writing Challenge] Part of being Emperor is the need to pronounce judgment. Leonius enjoys this duty at some times more than others.
"Alit, I have bad news." Emperor Leonius ran his fingers through Alit's hair, enjoying the feeling of the sweat-soaked strands. His favored gladiator leaned his head back to look at him curiously.
"What's that?"
"You're under arrest." The smile that teased at the emperor's lips was too strong to be held back, no matter how hard he wanted to. "On the charge of being far too attractive for your own good."
Alit looked about ready to burst into laughter himself. "I'm afraid I'll have to plead guilty as charged, Majesty."
"In that case, we can proceed directly to the sentencing," Leonius said, turning to pin Alit underneath him. Alit easily wiggled out from under him.
"Dare I ask what my punishment will be?" He looked down at the emperor, sounding not at all repentant.
Leonius knew the answer already. "Solitary confinement. Right in here. You can only have one visitor, for several hours at a time. And that one visitor is me."
Alit couldn't hold his laughter back for another second. "You are tough but fair, my emperor. Your wisdom and restraint will be renowned throughout the ages." He started to rain kisses down on Leonius's shoulders and chest. "Shall we begin my punishment, then?"
The End