Title: Pieces of Heaven - Sweet Nothing
Author: Shadow Arashi
Fandom: Tsubasa Chronicle
Pairing: KuroganexFay
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1314
Summary: In which a little bit of role reversal happens but this hardly bother Kurogane at all. After all it's give and take in a relationship.
Warnings: Lemon, kurofay smut (still uke!fay in case you were wondering) and a tender moment of their life in Nihon. Now with a beta!! Thank you conundrumxx!! Second part of the Pieces of Heaven series.
Disclaimer: You really think I would be writing fanfics if I own TRC, Kurogane or Fay?
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Kurogane was grumpy and hurt and not in the mood to be pestered. Therefore he was ready to yell at the person who dared to disturb his rest when he saw the paper door slide open.
Bright golden hair and pale skin stopped him before he could utter a word.
Soundlessly the slender figure standing in the doorstep walked up to Kurogane and sat down next to him, putting down the medical supplies he was carrying on the nearby table.
"Tomoyo-hime told me you were back from your mission."
When the other man merely grumbled Fay shook his head and raised his eyes heavenward.
"Silly Kuro-sama, what were you thinking?"
Fay admonished gently as he proceeded to deftly treat and bandage the numerous cuts on the ninja's body. A ninja who swatted his hand away and growled.
"I'm fine, will you stop it already?"
"I will once I'm done tending to your wounds. Honestly Kuro-tan, how did you do that? I thought it was only a single demon you were fighting; not an army."
Kurogane grumbled some more, frowning and looking away, to the amusement of the blond ex-magician.
"That 'single' demon had offspring. Seems like nobody knew about it though, which is a pain in the ass because mothers are notoriously harder to deal with."
He let out an irritated 'tch' but didn't push away the blonde's hand when it moved to cleaning up a wound on his side. They were silent for a while then, until Fay was wrapping the last of his cuts.
"Well, you are lucky this 'mother' didn't give you any more serious injuries this time."
Something in his tone made Kurogane ticked-off and he caught Fay's hand when he tried to pull away.
"Oi, I'm not that easily taken down, you know."
Fay smiled and shook his head.
"I know that Kuro-sama. I just can't help but worry about you each time you go out there to hunt demons though."
"Remind me to never let Tomoyo-hime tell you when I go on mission. You two act like I can't take care of myself! I'm not a little kid!"
The ex-mage laughed out loud and dropped the no-longer-needed medical supplies on the table before turning back to the other man and sitting down on the futon next to him.
"And I thank every deity that I know of for that, because if you were… then I couldn't do this."
He caught Kurogane's face in his hand, a teasing light dancing in his eyes as he crushed their lips together.
Kurogane reacted instinctively; grabbing onto the smaller blond and pressing their bodies close. A hand buried itself in the gold hair, cradling Fay's head as Kurogane deepened the kiss.
They only broke apart when they were breathless and panting with the need for oxygen.
"We really should stop now, you are still wounded…"
Fay gasped softly when his lover growled and bit his neck, expressing his displeasure.
"No. I'm well enough to kiss, so I'm well enough to make love to you."
And to stress his point he rolled them over before Fay could protest and untied his obi. His metal hand pushed the fabric of the white kimono open while the other was quick to tease the nipples now offered to his eyes, pulling gasps and whimpers from the vampire.
"Kuro-sama…!"
"Shut up, you idiot."
He laughed breathlessly for a few seconds before he received another warning nip, hands clutching reflexively at the sleeves of the darker man's clothes.
"You sound so determined…"
He bit back a moan when Kurogane chuckled in his ear, causing him to shiver.
"Maybe I am."
His lover kissed him deeply, preventing any more talking, and achieved freeing them from their clothing and settled between the blonde's legs.
Fay made a muffled sound of protest from under the heavier body and struggled into a sitting position. He pushed Kurogane back down, straddling him in one graceful movement and bending over until their foreheads were touching.
"I'm the one taking care of you tonight Kuro-sama, so just lay down and relax."
How could he refuse such an offer? With a sharp nod he relaxed, half-sitting against the cushions, eyes never leaving the slender body above him.
After a kiss that left Kurogane reeling because of the sheer reverence in it, Fay grabbed one of the previously discarded bottles on the side table and opened it, squeezing some of the liquid onto his fingers.
He let his hands crawl down the tanned chest of his lover to his crotch, curling his grip around the hardness he found there with a cat like smile. And stroke.
A growl that had nothing to do with anger escaped the ninja.
Fay's gold eye turned predatory as he picked up the pace, watching every reaction and emotion flickering on his lover's face intensely. When Kurogane started panting softly he cuddled closer and nuzzled his neck while he prepared them both as quickly as possible.
Once he was satisfied with his preparation he repositioned himself on Kurogane's lap and they locked eyes just as Fay lowered himself onto his erection, neither looking away as a metallic hand went to hold onto the blonde's hips instinctively, warm and comforting as its owner. Not commanding; just there.
They both moaned out loud when Fay rocked forward, the pace slow and unhurried yet hot and passionate.
Their mouths chased and searched each other's quickly; tanned and white hands tangling into light and dark hair, caressing every inch of skin they could reach, feverishly.
A sharp bite, a pale leg thrown over a strong shoulder- and they both toppled over backward on the futon.
Fay arched into the thrusts, giving into the languid rhythm, nearly purring; his eyes cat-like and dazed. He nibbled on the exposed neck before him, resisting the urge to bite down and screamed with the next thrust.
The slender body beneath the darker one opened up welcomingly, wrapping itself lovingly around Kurogane. It was an almost protective, unconscious gesture and he relished it as he linked their hands together, closed his eyes and lost himself into the embrace.
A sharp intake of breath, a low moan and a shiver and the pace finally picked up speed.
The blonde's pale arms strengthened their hold onto the tanned shoulders above him as he strained his body to accommodate his lover's powerful thrusts, face flushed and expression wanton, blissful and unguarded.
Kurogane felt something in his chest tighten at the sight and he slipped a hand between their bodies to tease Fay's own length as he burned the image into his memories.
A few minutes later they were both losing themselves to ecstasy, reduced to a tangled pile of sweaty limbs and refusing to let go of each other.
The ninja pulled out gently and was about to roll off of his lover, but Fay refused to relinquish his prey, keeping the red eyed man firmly on top of him.
"Oi, I'm going to squish you if you don't let me go."
Fay merely giggled and kissed the top of his nose.
"I'm stronger than I look Kuro-sama. Besides I promised, didn't I? That I would take care of you."
Kurogane 'tch-ed' but did not move away. Nothing would stop his blond vampire of a lover when he wanted to pamper him, anyway.
Thin arms wrapped around him and a soft hand caressed his hair, relaxing him and easing whatever pain and tension were left in his body.
Slowly, Kurogane fell asleep to the sound of Fay's heartbeat and the warm comfort of his lover's protective embrace.
"Goodnight Kuro-sama."
Fay whispered before he let sleep claim him as well. He did not let go of the other man until the following morning.
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That night Kurogane dreamt of his family and slept with a small smile at the corner of his lips.
