Title: The Desk
Author: kerusaiyuki
Pairing: Kenren/Tenpou, Konzen
Warning/Rating: pg13-sexual themes
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Leave me be.
A/N: I did the beta-all mistakes are on me. My brain is turning to mush from re-reading so I'm leaving it in your hands. All reviews are helpful...really :)
He looked over at the now immaculate space. Not a speck of dust was to be seen on the highly polished surface. Boxes that had been piled high with papers, quills and inkwells, none of those items appeared on the once overburdened desktop. No, these things were not to be seen because they had been callously thrown to the floor.
Documents that had been stamped, those that had yet to be stamped and those that were just too stupid to even acknowledge, were mixed together in a mess of black and blue inks. His stamps and many of the quills were trampled, broken or just crushed. He couldn't imagine who would do such a thing to him. HIM!!! How dare someone just waltz into his office and destroy...
(One hour before)
It started with a look, then a hand brushing a cheek. Lips touched, hands groped. Fingers moved with lightening speed over buttons, zippers and buckles. Tongues and teeth clashed over various pieces of skin. One body pushed the other backwards, a growl of frustration over the lack of clear surfaces. One arm sweeps the items of the desk to the left, on to the floor, the other to the right.
Bodies are climbing onto the desk now, pushing and pulling, licking and sucking, biting and scratching. Names are moaned, releases are screamed and then bodies collapse.
Minutes have passed. Both have now moved off the desk and are now sitting on the floor, smoking. The after-glow is quiet, peaceful. Shirts are now being buttoned, pants zipped, shoes and jackets buckled. Both stare at the clean desk, then each other. They smile, lean in and kiss.
They both leave quickly, knowing that Konzen will return shortly after his meeting with his aunt. He will be pissed if he finds them there. Best for them to make a hasty retreat now.