Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Enough said.
Warnings: Alternate universes, YAOI SEX (and lots of it), cursing, and others depending on the chapter. Not every chapter will have sexual scenes, but this one does, so be warned. I'll post a warning before each chapter so you can avoid the sex if you want… or go right to it, depending on your level of perversion! ;)
Pairings: This one's going to have Tetsu x Sou as well as Sou x Tetsu; I might also include a few more pairings… Probably Masaki x Kunihiro, Hiroto x Tetsuhiro, and… well, we'll see, won't we? ;) This particular story will be Tetsuhiro x Souichi (with Tetsu on top), but I don't really have a planned order for the pairings to appear.
Summary: A collection of one-shot stories based on various fantasy and mythological settings. Demons, mermaids (er, mermen…), angels, nymphs, dragons, vampires, and more!
Notes: Just wanted to do something different. I'm always writing these little one-shots, but until now I didn't really want to post them as they were. I've decided to post them all as one collection of fics, so feel free to read them in any order you like. Oh, and there might be some OOC moments here, but remember that these all take place in different times and places. There are some things that certain characters would or would not think or do when put in such settings, but I'll try to keep everyone as in character as possible (after all, they're still the characters that we know and love!). Enjoy!
Heat
"Damn you, Hiroto!" Tetsuhiro groaned loudly as he slumped against a rock. He was just as kind-hearted as any other angel, but damn if he wasn't going to kill the red-head as soon as he got out of this mess. It felt like he had been wandering for ages, and with each throb of his sore legs he cursed his friend. Not that Hiroto was entirely to blame. Tetsuhiro admitted that he'd pretty much asked for this when he had agreed to take the bet in the first place. "But still, did you have to send me down here?" he cried to the blood-red sky.
The realm of the demons wasn't pleasant in any season, but in the summer it really did live up to the name humans gave it – Hell. The harsh sun baked everything it touched, convection ensuring that even the shaded places were blazing hot. It was a far cry from Tetsuhiro's home; the angel's realm was temperate year-round.
"Why me?" Tetsuhiro moaned, "Why did I have to agree to look for you?" He shook the bunch of wilted grass that he currently clutched in one fist. It was his prize, the thing that he had come down here for. Hiroto had said it would make a killer drink if added to the already-potent Dreamwield wine. It was said to bestow pleasant dreams to whoever imbibed it, and the grass would enhance that effect tenfold. "But nobody would be brave enough to go get some," Hiroto's voice echoed in Tetsuhiro's memory, mockingly, "I'd bet you a year's supply of free drinks that you couldn't find it."
"Damn you!" he shouted again. At the moment, he couldn't care less about tasting "the greatest drink ever." He just wanted some water, of which there seemed to be none around. On the way to the field where the grass supposedly grew, he hadn't seen a single lake or stream. The way back seemed even longer than the first trip.
Taking labored step after labored step, he felt his body weaken even more. Sweat was pouring off of him, soaking his thin robe. His ebony wings itched terribly. "How do demons survive down here?"
"We manage."
Tetsuhiro stopped in his tracks, his head whipping around. Was it his imagination, or was there a person standing on the rocks to his left? The sun was behind the figure, so he couldn't see clearly.
"What are you doing here?" the same harsh voice that had answered him earlier rang out, echoing off of the barren rocks.
"Ah… Wh- who are you?"
"You rude little shit!" suddenly the person was swooping down towards him; the outline of silver, smooth wings confirmed that it was a demon. Tetsuhiro fell back a little as the demon came face-to-face with him, his features now crystal-clear. The glare was enough to scare the crap out of him. "I asked you a question!" the demon snarled, "Answer me, feather-brain!"
"I- er, um… I was just…"
"Oho! What's this?" the demon reached out and snatched the bundle of grass from Tetsuhiro, "So you came here for this, huh? Well, you're not the first." He took a step back, allowing Tetsuhiro to gain his footing again.
"Yeah… A friend of mine sent me here for it…"
"You angels…" the demon sighed.
"Um… can I have that back, please?" Tetsuhiro asked, wondering what the demon wanted.
"This? Hell, no! This is mine!"
"Huh?" Tetsuhiro frowned, a little irritated, "But there's a whole field of it growing back there! I came all this way to get just a handful…"
"So? You're trespassing. Don't think that you're justified in doing so, angel." Never before had Tetsuhiro thought of the term 'angel' to be derogatory, but the way the demon said it made it sound like a curse word.
"I'm sorry. I was just going back, I promise!"
"Does that mean that you didn't trespass in the first place? Don't be stupid!"
"So what are you going to do? It's not like you can re-plant cut grass!" the heat was making Tetsuhiro irritable, and the demon wasn't helping.
"Exactly. You'll have to pay for it."
"Huh? But it's grass!"
"And trespassing is still a crime, grass or no grass!" the demon stalked towards Tetsuhiro once more, his tail lashing behind him. "But I'll tell you what I'll do. Since you're so desperate, I'll give you a chance to get away."
"You will?" Tetsuhiro's face lit up. "I guess demons aren't as bad as everyone says!" he thought.
"Yeah," the demon smirked, "You can go back home with the grass, no problem… if you can beat me in combat."
"What?" Tetsuhiro looked the demon up and down. He was a little shorter, with a lean body that looked strong enough. His long, silver hair gave off an air of grace that belied the intensity of his cold, red eyes. He was strikingly beautiful, but was obviously no novice when it came to fighting.
Tetsuhiro took a moment to consider himself. He was tall, yes, but not very experienced in combat. Angels were peaceful by nature, and he'd never had an occasion to fight with anyone in his life. He was also probably the demon's junior by at least a few decades, judging from their comparative wing sizes.
"Um… y- you really want to fight me?" he asked.
"That's what I said. That's how we do things down here, angel. If you don't like it, you shouldn't have come down here." There was something in his eyes that made Tetsuhiro uncomfortable.
"Couldn't we just talk this out? Look, you want me to pay a fine, right? Here…" he held out his coin pouch, offering what little money he had.
The demon's tail lashed out to whack the angel's hand, making him drop the money. "When I said you'd have to pay, I meant you'd have to pay in blood. Not money."
"O- oh…"
"If you think you can beat me, then go ahead and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll drag you into town and have you put into the dungeon. It'll be nice and cool there, though I can't say much for the company…" the demon smiled cruelly.
"Fine, then! I'll fight you," Tetsuhiro took a step back, his fists up and his expression determined.
Before Tetsuhiro could even react, the demon had lunged at him. He hit the ground hard, his back burning from contact with the scorched earth and his lungs momentarily emptied. By the time he regained his breath, the demon was clawing at him. With a loud rip, his robe flew open in the front. "What the hell are you doing?" Tetsuhiro cried as the demon leaned down to bite his neck.
"I've been in heat for too long…" the demon's voice was ragged as he breathed into Tetsuhiro's ear, "This is your fault for finding my hiding spot."
"H- hey!" to Tetsuhiro's horror, he felt himself getting a little aroused. Something hard bumping against his thighs only made things worse.
"Guess it's just not your day, angel."
"Wait a second!" Tetsuhiro flapped his wings, sending a surge of air upwards and rolling them over so that he was pinning the demon to the ground. "You said you'd fight me!"
"And I did," the demon huffed, "I knocked your ass to the ground before you even knew it! I won, so you have to submit to me!"
"No way!"
The look in the demon's eyes had intensified; he now looked half-crazed. "Shut up and spread your legs!" He tried to roll them over again, but Tetsuhiro held onto him as hard as he could.
Perhaps it was the heat of the day, or the heat of the moment. Maybe it was the beauty of the demon below him, and the threat of having his virginity taken, that made Tetsuhiro push back. Whatever it was, Tetsuhiro soon found himself plunging his fingers into the snarling demon's body. The sun had gone down a bit, and the rocks above them shielded them from its rays. Though heat still radiated from the ground, it felt much cooler now. Tetsuhiro didn't notice, though. His body was hot for an entirely different reason as he held the struggling demon.
With the first stroke of his cock inside the feisty demon, the silver-haired man let out a hiss and seemed to melt into Tetsuhiro's embrace. The younger clutched at the demon's hips as they began to buck wildly. It was a frenzied moment, and they both came hard after just a few thrusts.
Tetsuhiro lay panting on top of his lover, his body trembling from the first orgasm he had ever experienced with another person. It had felt incredible – so much better than the furtive moments he took with himself when his brother was out of the house. His head was still spinning from the physical release as well as the weight of the situation. He was an angel; he was supposed to follow the rules, and there were more than a few rules against consorting with demons. And here he had just slept with one; not just a demon, but a total stranger.
However, Tetsuhiro's assumption that they were already at the "morning after" phase was absolutely false. As soon as he tried to pull out of the panting demon, he was reprimanded with a growl and the pain of claws raking down his sides.
He cried out in surprise when the demon began moving again, his already-hardened cock jutting against his stomach. "H- hey, stop!" Tetsuhiro gasped. His own cock was starting to get sore, but the demon's undulating hips didn't stop. Just as he was about to try to fight his way free, he felt something probing at his entrance. "Hey! What the – AH!"
It was the demon's tail. Tetsuhiro couldn't believe what was happening; the leathery limb pushed into him, mimicking the movements of its owner as he writhed and impaled himself again and again. Tetsuhiro cried out again, only to be silenced with a rough kiss when the demon yanked him down by his hair.
By the time the demon was sated, the sun had long since gone down. The night was cold, with only the barest hint of the day's heat radiating from the rocky ground. Tetsuhiro lay next to the sleeping demon, too tired to move. His wings furled around his shoulders as he dozed, lazily watching the demon sleep. He had known that demons went through a period of constant sexual arousal that they called heat, but he hadn't known how intense they could be during that time…
A soft groan roused him from his thoughts. The demon was waking up. Slowly, his eyes opened and he looked around, apparently confused. Then he focused on Tetsuhiro, and his icy stare returned. Tetsuhiro gulped. As the demon pulled him in for another kiss, the angel sighed. It was going to be a very long night.
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Well? Let me know if you like the idea, and I'll post more. I might even post a sequel to this story!
