So I try my hand at fanfiction and I decided to use 'drabbles' as my base. I would be listening to fantastic music like Jonsi and suddenly I'd be getting epiphanies and wonder "why hasn't anything like this been written?" I have to admit I really cheated on this and do hope to do more then the challenge actually requires. Hopefully I won't get caught by some fanfiction authorities by bad fictionship to the meme (or whatever this is) rules for going the extra mile. I'm new at fics and have not written anything since junior year, peh!
Hope it won't make your eyes bleed. I've babbled long enough... Onward and Upward!
BRUTAL HEARTS (FEAT. COEUR DE PIRATE) _Bedouin Soundclash (3:11)
It was an oath proposed to not break any hearts, to not develop a fondness to one another, but as these amorous engagements came by, they yearned for further touches, craved fervent kisses, ached for tangled limbs, and desired the wonderful ardor of each other's heart cascaded in the way they embraced in the afterglow, craving for the static vibrations dancing after release.
But Altaïr couldn't tolerate the way a bearded man flirted with Malik. His Malik. It was rapidly blown out of proportion when the man purred into Malik's ear as his dirty hand groped his bottom, successfully embarrassing him.
The cliff side bachelor party was interrupted when the man received a black eye and Malik rushing out of the house, humiliated. Altaïr felt a pang of delight as he deemed he brought justice to that dirt bag, yet he felt deep remorse and dashed after Malik.
He was brought to a halt when he discovered him near the old, monstrous oak tree by the cliff. His hammering heart felt like it pleaded for freedom from his caged ribs. He was cautiously stepping forward, as if not to startle a deer. He noticed Malik's trembling shoulders as he stood there.
Rustling grass ripped Malik away from his thoughts and turned to see Altaïr's golden eyes transfixed on his glazed midnight, blue ones.
Altaïr rushed his steps and grabbed Malik by his cheeks and kissed him hungrily with open mouth kisses. Malik's breath becoming shallow as he was pushed against the damp bark of the tree. Holding onto Altaïr for dear life as tears slipped down his cheeks. Their bodies exerting pleasant heat and Altaïr discarded Malik's thick black coat as he shimmied out of his own, never breaking their locked lips. Altaïr exhaling deeply from his nose, tickling his cheeks. Hands roaming under Malik's dress shirt and caressing his flanks and ascending his shoulders sending shivers. Malik half moaned half sobbed as Altaïr ground his hips against his being pushed flush against the tree and draped his arms over his shoulders
Altaïr tenderly whispered brushed lips on his cheek "I don't like the man that I am… I am the Brutal Heart that breaks your night in two…" Malik moaned to his whisper. "I can't hold my whole soul back from you. Are you a vision or a waking dream? You are the music that makes me wake. It is you I pour my soul to… Please let me have this night with you…"
Malik held him tighter and breathed "I don't mind at all… I don't mind that you call me what you want. I'm just glad you want me at all… I just want this night with you. So use me."
I do need to compile my ideas and organize the grand list of music to get through for this. Just need more time and more pomms.
