(A fanfiction based on the book "The Forger" by Shannon Neprily)
By: Joybug
Yaoi Rated M for language and sexual scenes M/M
I don't own the Forger or its characters, but I did write this little fic I hope you enjoy: )
Don't kill me for writing this, but Torian and Sevron are my favorite couple, they're perfect for each other.
"Torian, come out of your room. You've been locked in there for a week now. I don't care how damned good your book is, you can't stay in there forever!" Sevron called, banging his fist on the door.
"Fuck off!" Torian hissed from the other side of the door, huddling around his book. His long white tresses fell forward again, tickling his fragile arms and pooling around him.
Sevron wasn't about to let that go. He knew that Torian couldn't afford to lose any more weight, he was small enough as it was.
"Torian, I know that it's not as good as the demons that you like to eat, but I've made you some steak. I want you to come down and eat," Sevron rammed his shoulder against the door, popping it open.
Torian hissed furiously, his eyes shining bright violet out of his beautiful babyish face. His claws clicked on the floor as he roared at his lover.
"Get your stubborn ass up and let's go eat," Sevron crossed his arms over his muscular chest, some of his long dark hair falling out of its tie.
"I'm going to rip out your liver!" Torian seethed, crawling across the floor toward him, needle-sharp teeth bared.
"Like hell you will!" Sevron easily caught Torian by the slender shoulders, slamming him back down against the ground. He straddled the ridiculously beautiful Drakatra. Normally it was more of a fight to pin Torian, but he hadn't eaten in so long.
"Well, now that you've got me here, what are you going to do with me?" Torian asked with a cheeky smile. He shifted upward, pressing himself against Sevron.
Sevron kissed him hard, delving his tongue into that sweet dampness before devouring him.
Torian's cheeks stained pink as he tugged his wrists free from Sevron's grip to wrap his arms around those broad shoulders.
He stiffened when Sevron shoved his robes up, fingers trying at his entrance. It was always like this; neither one of them liked to waste too much time with foreplay.
Torian fumbled with Sevron's zipper, pulling it down before yanking the leather pants down over those muscular hips. He snapped his legs around Sevron's waist, not bothering to undress him the rest of the way. He was too desperate.
Sevron nudged at him, staring into those glossy violet eyes as he pushed into that tight warmth. Torian arched up against him, cheeks flushing as he clung to Sevron for dear life. Sevron hit a spot inside him that had him seeing stars. His heart strained with the overwhelming love he felt. He didn't ever want to lose this moment where they fit so perfectly together. Just one more memory to lock away in an emergency drawer for later when insanity would tug at his mind again; trying to draw him down into a never-ending spiral of despair.
Torian's body was like a cup filling to the brim, it was too much and he was starting to overflow. He screeched as he came in time with Sevron, calling out his name as though someone were trying to steal him away.
Sevron collapsed down on top of him, kissing the side of Torian's neck before slowly rolling off him. He drew Torian up against his chest, cuddling him close.
"I love you," he grinned as Torian's stomach growled.
"Let's get some of that steak," Torian snickered, nudging him.