In order to gear myself up for writing 'In the Castle of Aberration' (for those of you who don't know, that will be my future KxC multi-chapter fic), I've decided to start a little KxC collection thingy. There are other reasons for this as well, but I won't go into them here. But I'm sure I won't be the only one who finds enjoyment in this, teehee. ^_^ Also, I'm keeping this at the M rating since changing it repeatedly would be annoying, and there'll be content like that anyhow. In any case, I'll be putting what the specific rating is for each one. Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Final Fantasy 4 and, as such, make no profit from this.
Specific Warnings/Notes: boy-boy romance, post-game AR, small mention of sex (oh yeah XD). Title is totally oxymoronic, by the way. Yays! XD
Rating: T
~**Winter Calescence**~
Out of all the inhabitants of Baron Castle, Kain detested the cold with a passion unrivaled. The summer months were quite easily the most manageable out of the entire year of climate altercations and the like. A simple wardrobe change could effortlessly rectify any discomfort felt on anyone's part, especially in the case of armored guards and knights, who would otherwise feel suffocated underneath the specially fashioned metal encasing their bodies. However, winter brought forth the irrevocable temperature drop, and thereby made wearing armor practically intolerable due to their protective gear taking on the chill twofold. Although, many people could not rely on a warmer set of clothes to help prevent the chill, or even afford to purchase them.
And, while Kain wasn't exactly of the poor class, he unfortunately did not possess much to keep himself comfortably warm by his standards without having to constantly readjust.
The sun setting in the sky and night coming in its stead further aggravated the situation. Without the heat and light emitting from that burning star, the air only got colder with the rise of the moon, and the chill was equivalent to being surrounded by body numbing snow. Lying in his bed alone, with only a few sparse blankets to hold off the cold, and back facing the doorway to his bedchamber, Kain was presently rather the miserable entity.
Turning down Cecil's last request before they both decided to settle in for the night seemed foolish now, in retrospect. All in all, the offered gesture was beyond kind-hearted, which befit Cecil nevertheless, but accepting the offer was a completely different matter entirely.
Cecil was his lover and certainly his best friend without a questionable doubt, but having his person grace the bed of a king was ignominious. Only royalty or the wedded spouses of royalty had the right to sleep in that bed, and Kain was neither of the two. The power of a king demanded respect from all his subjects; the dragoon had no right to take advantage just because he and the beloved paladin were intimate. Most would consider it bad enough for him to have gone even that far with Cecil, seeing as how he was a man and clearly not fit for such things like marriage.
Despite himself and his former resolve, the lavish pillows and thick blankets of a king's bed was beginning to sound a lot better to Kain than his currently unsatisfying arrangement. Sighing out a long breath, he curled further in on himself, clutching the blankets closer to his body, preferably focusing on his face—which had turned a light red—and upper torso. Closing his eyes, he attempted to fall into slumber, hoping that would take his mind off the whole ordeal.
"You are quite the stubborn man, Kain."
His eyes snapped open just in time for the bed to dip in behind him and the blankets to be moved to accommodate another person underneath them, a body pressing close to his back with an arm draping around his waist. It was bad enough he hadn't detected the presence in the first place, having been thoroughly distracted by trying to warm up, but had it been an enemy instead of someone he was all too familiar with, he would have been very ashamed at his lack of awareness to his surroundings. Regardless, having a fully clothed Cecil sharing his space was close to being worth the risk.
"You wouldn't lay with me in my bed." The paladin's voice was nearby, virtually right in his ear, but turning his head to look at the speaker's face wasn't something he necessarily needed to do. "Coming to you was the only option you left me to choose from."
Kain furrowed his eyebrows at those words. He had denied the presented invitation to a definitely better sleeping arrangement out of respect, but here Cecil was—taking his decision and shoving it back in his face with clear refusal to acquiesce tagging along with it, and a different setting being the noticeable variation as well. Even so, it still seemed wrong for him to be here for reasons Kain couldn't quite dredge up at the moment. The body of his lover could truly be an effective tool of diversion when so near to his own.
"But, Cecil—"
"Please don't make a fuss," Cecil said, tightening his hold around Kain's waist and effectively pulling him closer. "I could not sleep properly knowing you would be alone in the cold so allow me this much, will you?"
Silence followed next, for the dragoon couldn't fathom a response suitable enough to argue with his companion. Admittedly, having Cecil against him was decidedly pleasant, whether it was normally or during the occurrence at hand. The white knight was practically melded to him, that pale face pressed lightly into a bare back and forehead resting on an equally naked shoulder, white hair a tickling sensation on his skin. Kain could feel the heat gradually building up between their closely pressed together bodies, slowly sliding in like creeping water, but it was not like the warmth of passion he was familiar with when around Cecil in this type of setting.
This was the kind of warmth a cold winter's night could bring to the bodies and souls of lovers. Not one of intimacy, but of compassion for not wanting their partner to freeze, or to do it alone were the conditions that bad, for that matter.
Perhaps taking up the next offer to lay with Cecil in his room during the night wouldn't be so bad after all.
FFIV seems kinda olden time setting, like way back in the ages where kings were just about everywhere, so this little thing is sort of going for what winter and the general situation might have been like in that sort of setting. Basically, the king (and, to maybe a bit of a lesser extent, the queen) got everything, his soldiers—especially knights—were reasonably outfitted and financed, and commoners got very little. You can tell that it isn't quite like that in the game, but it is pretty comparable. But Cecil's just so sweet and kind so I couldn't make him be all greedy like that with Kain involved~ :D
Oh, and as a little guideline for requests, I won't/can't do real world AUs. Only canonverse please. Putting these two in that type of environment just doesn't work for me. Feels like something is missing. :/ Please Review. Anonymous is accepted, but please login if you have an account.
