Your Time Is Coming, Sora
"Sora..." a soft male voice called into the darkness. "Sora, it's me, Anglade..." There was silence, and then the rustling of sheets.
"Anglade? Where are you?" Sora answered, pushing his limp blond hair out of his face and glancing around the darkened room. He heard footsteps and tensed up, his eyes wide and searching before he smelled the familiar smell of Anglade as the man sat down on the bed next to Sora. "Hey you, I missed you." Anglade murmured, pulling Sora into a soft embrace, into which Sora snuggled, as if deprived of human touch. "Mmmnn..." Sora sighed happily, opening up Anglade's jacket and cuddling close to his chest, feeling his heartbeat thump softly. "You like that, don't you- my heartbeat?" Anglade asked, running his fingers through Sora's hair, his own long brown locks brushing along Sora's cheeks.
"Yeah, it reminds me of the sea waves, or the singing of the ocean..." Sora then fell silent, letting his lips rest on the soft skin of Anglade's torso. Anglade smiled and reached down, putting a finger under Sora's chin and tilting his face up. He leaned down and pressed his lips against Sora's chapped ones-his skin was so dry.
Sora smiled against Anglade's kiss, slowly parting his lips and sliding his tongue inside Anglade's awaiting mouth. He pressed his hands flat against the planes of Anglade's chest, his thin fingers splayed out as if trying to touch and feel as much as possible.
The pressure of the sea cradling him was calming to Sora, but not as calming as being cradled by the strong arms of Anglade, or feeling his hot, wet kiss branding his senses with the smell of fresh sea air and the sound of the rustling of his worn jacket.
"You know your time is coming," Anglade murmured against Sora's lips, his eyes sad and caring. Sora kissed him softly and wrapped his arms around his neck. He fell backwards onto the pillows, pulling Anglade down on top of him. He leaned up and kissed the hollow behind Anglade's jawbone and smiled.
"I know... Now c'mon, let's make it last," he whispered, curling his legs around Anglade's waist. "Make love to me Anglade." There was a moment of silence before Anglade smiled and said,
"I thought you'd never ask."
* * * * * * * * * * * * A/N- Eh. this was short and written at like one in the morning. I am really excited about it though. I love Children of the Dea, but no one seems to read it! :c oh well. REVIEW!