(A/N:
Enjoy. My attempt at KratosxYuan. Inform me if it sucks. I'll re-do
it. Thanks!) Title: Shorts Quest
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Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia or Namco.
Warnings: Yaoi
Goal: I wish to make up to 50 KratosxYuan one-shots, but for now I choose to try and make 20.
The Trouble with Swordsman (Yuan's POV) 2
The cool night air swept into my open bedroom window and rain fell outside. I sighed and sunk down in my comforter letting the warmth overtake me. It wasn't the best kind of warmth, it wasn't better than being in someone's arms, but it would have to do.
Aqua hair fell around my face framing its pale nature. Half my face was hidden behind long locks making me appear uncaring and cold. I sighed once again and before I knew it I was drifting off to sleep.
I didn't notice the door creep open or shut. I didn't notice the quiet foot steps that were approaching my bed. I did notice however the arms that encircled my waist pulling me from my slumber and into panic.
"What the hell!" I gasped.
All I heard was the muffled reply of, "Mmmm…" from the figure who was nuzzling my neck. Familiar red locks greeted me and I turned around, smiling. "Kratos…"
Kratos nuzzled my neck more, licking and nipping at the soft flesh. "Goddess, what's up with you? It's midnight." I breathed. I then noticed something peculiar.
His eyes were closed.
"Are you sleep walking?" I gasped.
Still no reply. Just the gentle rhythm of Kratos nuzzling my neck. I moaned quietly and then stopped, trying to push him away. He stopped and curled up beside me, sopping wet from the rain.
I sighed and got up, tossing a few extra blankets on him. He would warm up in no time. I slid into my bed and turned around falling asleep once more. I had just gotten to a good dream when I felt kisses trailing down my neck and fingers running through my hair.
I groaned. "Kratos, what is wrong!" I slowly turned around and glared at him. I knew he couldn't see me, but it couldn't hurt to try.
I thought I saw a smirk flit across his face but figured it was just a trick of the dark. He planted a kiss to my lips and slowly licked my lips for entrance. I looked at him wide eyed. He's asleep and he's trying to make-out with me! He must be having one hell of a dream.
I tried to push him away but he climbed on top of me, pinning me beneath him. "Kratos Aurion." I growled. "You are dead when you wake up."
I bucked trying to get him off of me. I just wanted to go to sleep!
He seemed to enjoy this for he moaned quietly. He straddled my waist and slowly opened his eyes, grinning.
I looked at him shocked. "You bastard!" I yelled, thrashing.
Kratos only grinned wider and I managed to flip him over. He flipped me back through and pinned my hands above my head. The red head pulled a pair of handcuffs from his pockets and cuffed my hands above my head, on the headboard.
"Aw c'mon!" I whined.
He looked down upon me. "Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, what to do with you…" His eyes traveled up my body which was covered in a t-shirt and sweatpants. I watched him as he started to pant, slowly undressing me with his eyes.
"Don't even think about it." I hissed, narrowing my eyes.
He mocked hurt. "Yuan!" he cried. "You deny your lover what he craves? You selfish, selfish renegade." He started to advance his hands towards my pants and since he was straddling my waist I couldn't kick him.
"Kratos!" I whined again. This really wasn't like me, but I had no choice. If I didn't get some sleep, there'd be hell to pay in the morning.
Kratos only smirked worming my pants down and off. He then ripped my shirt in one clean motion with his sword, before tossing it aside.
I sighed, letting my head fall back on the pillow. "Whatever do what you want." I knew there was no stopping him so why try?
Kratos smirked. "Thank you…"
(Let your imagination soar! Wee!)
Let's just say I didn't get to sleep last night and Kratos was paying dearly.
"C'mon Kratos," I cooed. "The tomatoes won't hurt you." He sat in a chair, bound by belts and chains. "C'mon sweetie, you got your way last night so I get mine today."
He looked at me with narrowed eyes. "I hate you."
I faked hurt, smirking at him. "You deny your lover what he wants! You selfish, selfish human!" Way to turn it around.
The auburn haired man looked like he was about to cry. Revenge is sweet.
