Cold Hands
How Kurogane trained Fai so well as shown in 'Cold Hands'. Or rather, the situation referred to in the story why Fai can no longer appreciate playing house as much as he used to. This may be considered OOC, but I prefer to look at it as sadistic ;)
Conditioning
It was rather animalistic, really. Fai wove his fingers along black strands of hair, scratching Kurogane's scalp with sharp fingernails as he nipped at the man's lips harshly. Kurogane panted against his equally bruised lips, sloppily pushing his tongue in and out like he would later be doing with a different body part. Strong fingers pressed circular bruises in a neat pattern along Fai's hips, while he knocked up his knee against Kurogane's thigh a bit too harshly to even pretend being tender.
Kurogane dove down to bite Fai's collarbone sharply, drawing blood to the surface with intense sucking.
"Kuro-daddy is really excited tonight, isn't he?" Fai smirked, managing to get a grip on short black hair to pull.
Kurogane moved up, pressing their foreheads together and gave him a smirk which looked decidedly sadistic. "Why yes, it's not every night I get to share a room with Fai-mommy, is it?"
Fai shot back, hitting his head against the wall in sheer surprise. Did he hear that right? Did Kurogane say mommy?
Kurogane lifted a hand, trailing his fingers along Fai's cheek so that his blunt fingernails left a scratchy feeling, "Let's play a game. Every time Fai-mommy mutilates my name, I deny him an orgasm."
Fai chuckled, a little nervous now. "Kuro-meanie wouldn't do that."
A sharp gasp and a whine so unmanly he would have felt awkward in any other situation left his throat as a cold metal hand shot down his pants to wrap around his heated arousal in a freezing vice grip. Kurogane nipped his ear playfully and whispered low and hoarse: "One."