disclaimer: X belongs to Clamp. I only would like to ravish a 3D version of my fav. bishounen (Su and Sei and Kamui), but since I can't, here's a fic. ^_~
Deep Inside of You
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 5 - the power of the gods.
"That's what I wanted to say all along." I smirked demurely while snapping my fingers seductively in front of me. Taking his chin between my index finger and thumb, I lifted my own and eyed him carefully like a beast who had not eaten for days.
I was starving.
Inside his eyes, I saw the frightened look that made me feel so powerful. "That's why I love you so much, Kamui," I purred as we touched forehead to forehead. "You're so easy to comply."
He pulled his face away in slight anger and walked backwards slowly away from me ready to run out of his own room.
"No, you don't mean it, Fuuma," his mouth was saying. "I won't ever believe this is what has become of you."
Plop.
He had fallen back on the bed conveniently as he looked up to me leaning down towards him. My hands placed themselves on either side of him as my right leg obstructed both of his.
Leaning even more forward, my shirt began to hang in midair as my glasses fell on the bed. His open polo was making this very hard to resist touching as beads of sweat fell down his face and slid down the line of his chest. "Fuuma?"
These pleading eyes...
They're not helping but making more fuel to an open flame. I can breathe your air. You're so close to me, Kamui.
Ignite me.
I'll consume you, I'll kill you either way.
"What is your wish, Kamui?" I pushed his chest down on the bed as I held his wrists over him. Taking off my belt, I tied it onto the bedpost over him as he tried his best to resist my advances. "Tell me what you want. I can grant it."
"Fuuma! Stop this Fuuma!" he tried to protest as he stared disbelievingly into my eyes.
Opening the buttons of his white shirt, I looked down at him and his awesome body...
This boy who held the fate of the world...
This boy whose body is that of a god...
And I was a god also. Only a different type...maybe the devil...
Placing my hands firmly on his waist, he turned his head away. "Fuuma, stop it! You have to remember!"
"Remember what?"
One...
I started to kiss his soft stomach and licked it with my tongue.
"You have to remember me. You have to remember Kotori and me!" He blinked his eyes as he winced in pain.
Two...
I began to suck on his chest almost gnawing on it. I wanted to eat him...
He was now bleeding red droplets of blood. And that was even more of an incentive to caress him with my lips while his muscles tightened.
"I won't ever accept this..." he said. Huff. "I still can't believe that you've changed Fuuma."
"Accept it," I immediately answered a bit annoyed as I began to bite his neck.
As I pushed my body on him harder, he closed his eyes and opened them in horror. "Fuuma...ah..."
I want to see you in pain Kamui...I want you to drink my pain...
"Ah!!!" He squeaked. In between the moaning, his voice suddenly changed and broke the already heated air.
"If you want to know my wish, come closer to me," Kamui announced with a sexiness that just energized me to hear more. He looked at me connivingly with red cheeks that were softly touched by the moonlight, like the first time we had seen each other after six years when he acted like a bastard to Kotori and me. Now, the tables had turned.
It was then, his tone went down lower as I nibbled on his ear and replied back just as flirtatiously dark, "Tell me, Kamui."
He lifted up his head and blew into my ear. "I want to protect, Fuuma and Kotori. Give them back to me."
My eyes opened wide as he pressed his lips on my own. As his let go of their lock on me, his teeth had caught on my lower lip. I could feel the blood dripping from the small cut.
Then, while looking at me with determined eyes, the belt effortlessly shredded in his hands like flames to the ground as he took my face between his tired hands. Pulling my face, we touched cheek to cheek.
My eyes opened in even more surprise.
Flashes of memories came back to me and flooded me like the blood running cold through my body. I couldn't feel anything anymore but the warmth of his body under mine as he embraced his arms over my back.
Kotori...
falling from the tree...
promise...
Kamui...do you know what a bride is?
I'll protect you.
I'll keep my promise...
Tomodachi dakara...
I don't think you should glomp Kamui, Kotori...
A dream? That's nice...
No, that isn't mother, Kotori...it isn't...
Mother, where are you? I need you...
All these pictures in my head...and yet I couldn't hold onto any of them. They were swimming like water in a bleached pool in which they were fading and I didn't know which came from where anymore.
No matter what I did, there was always something Kamui would come up from under his sleeve. He always somehow had the upper hand over me. And I couldn't understand it.
I went around wanting to grant wishes...and yet I couldn't grant his.
My hands trembled as I stared at the red eyes in front of me. In a way, I felt like he was taunting me as he smiled...like he did when we were children.
When we knew nothing about cruelty in the world...
Inside my heart, I was breaking, trying to hide it away with an evil smirk...that look of arrogance that maybe only Seishirou could pull off without wincing when he looked at his precious gloved Sumeragi as I had pushed my fingers through his right eye.
I was remembering...
I was remembering everything...
from the time I held Kotori when mother died...
And my mind was shattering once again. Everything was falling apart inside of me. My eyebrows shook as a tear emerged and dropped onto a place under Kamui's right eye as if he were the one who was starting to cry.
A look of hope emerged. "Won't you grant me my wish, Fuuma?"
It was a taunt though I knew he was truly sincere in his attempt to desparately plea with me for that one thing he pined for.
I can't grant it...
And now, I can't keep from falling apart...
Pushing myself off him, I stood there watching him as he laid on the bed looking at me with eyes that I couldn't describe.
Deep inside of me...you had never gone away. I'm just like a kite, blown by the wind going either which way.
I'm still here Kamui...
But I'm just sleeping.
Wake me...
By now, I was looking at him as if I were in someone's else body. This wasn't me. This wasn't the Fuuma or the me that Kamui had known...that I had known. It couldn't be.
From all the impact, my body slipped as I reached towards Kamui. "Then Save me Kamui..."
You know what I desire...only you can grant my wish, isn't it? Aren't you the one who must know all?
I came here to tear you apart in your own dreams as you were sleeping. To undo you...
And yet...
"This is the power of the gods..." I mumbled in his ear as my face fell next to his while my body weakly hugged his.
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Author's note: I'm not one for the pairing...but damn...that's hot.
I dedicate this to XFuumasLoverX (you never gave me your name...
Deep Inside of You
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 5 - the power of the gods.
"That's what I wanted to say all along." I smirked demurely while snapping my fingers seductively in front of me. Taking his chin between my index finger and thumb, I lifted my own and eyed him carefully like a beast who had not eaten for days.
I was starving.
Inside his eyes, I saw the frightened look that made me feel so powerful. "That's why I love you so much, Kamui," I purred as we touched forehead to forehead. "You're so easy to comply."
He pulled his face away in slight anger and walked backwards slowly away from me ready to run out of his own room.
"No, you don't mean it, Fuuma," his mouth was saying. "I won't ever believe this is what has become of you."
Plop.
He had fallen back on the bed conveniently as he looked up to me leaning down towards him. My hands placed themselves on either side of him as my right leg obstructed both of his.
Leaning even more forward, my shirt began to hang in midair as my glasses fell on the bed. His open polo was making this very hard to resist touching as beads of sweat fell down his face and slid down the line of his chest. "Fuuma?"
These pleading eyes...
They're not helping but making more fuel to an open flame. I can breathe your air. You're so close to me, Kamui.
Ignite me.
I'll consume you, I'll kill you either way.
"What is your wish, Kamui?" I pushed his chest down on the bed as I held his wrists over him. Taking off my belt, I tied it onto the bedpost over him as he tried his best to resist my advances. "Tell me what you want. I can grant it."
"Fuuma! Stop this Fuuma!" he tried to protest as he stared disbelievingly into my eyes.
Opening the buttons of his white shirt, I looked down at him and his awesome body...
This boy who held the fate of the world...
This boy whose body is that of a god...
And I was a god also. Only a different type...maybe the devil...
Placing my hands firmly on his waist, he turned his head away. "Fuuma, stop it! You have to remember!"
"Remember what?"
One...
I started to kiss his soft stomach and licked it with my tongue.
"You have to remember me. You have to remember Kotori and me!" He blinked his eyes as he winced in pain.
Two...
I began to suck on his chest almost gnawing on it. I wanted to eat him...
He was now bleeding red droplets of blood. And that was even more of an incentive to caress him with my lips while his muscles tightened.
"I won't ever accept this..." he said. Huff. "I still can't believe that you've changed Fuuma."
"Accept it," I immediately answered a bit annoyed as I began to bite his neck.
As I pushed my body on him harder, he closed his eyes and opened them in horror. "Fuuma...ah..."
I want to see you in pain Kamui...I want you to drink my pain...
"Ah!!!" He squeaked. In between the moaning, his voice suddenly changed and broke the already heated air.
"If you want to know my wish, come closer to me," Kamui announced with a sexiness that just energized me to hear more. He looked at me connivingly with red cheeks that were softly touched by the moonlight, like the first time we had seen each other after six years when he acted like a bastard to Kotori and me. Now, the tables had turned.
It was then, his tone went down lower as I nibbled on his ear and replied back just as flirtatiously dark, "Tell me, Kamui."
He lifted up his head and blew into my ear. "I want to protect, Fuuma and Kotori. Give them back to me."
My eyes opened wide as he pressed his lips on my own. As his let go of their lock on me, his teeth had caught on my lower lip. I could feel the blood dripping from the small cut.
Then, while looking at me with determined eyes, the belt effortlessly shredded in his hands like flames to the ground as he took my face between his tired hands. Pulling my face, we touched cheek to cheek.
My eyes opened in even more surprise.
Flashes of memories came back to me and flooded me like the blood running cold through my body. I couldn't feel anything anymore but the warmth of his body under mine as he embraced his arms over my back.
Kotori...
falling from the tree...
promise...
Kamui...do you know what a bride is?
I'll protect you.
I'll keep my promise...
Tomodachi dakara...
I don't think you should glomp Kamui, Kotori...
A dream? That's nice...
No, that isn't mother, Kotori...it isn't...
Mother, where are you? I need you...
All these pictures in my head...and yet I couldn't hold onto any of them. They were swimming like water in a bleached pool in which they were fading and I didn't know which came from where anymore.
No matter what I did, there was always something Kamui would come up from under his sleeve. He always somehow had the upper hand over me. And I couldn't understand it.
I went around wanting to grant wishes...and yet I couldn't grant his.
My hands trembled as I stared at the red eyes in front of me. In a way, I felt like he was taunting me as he smiled...like he did when we were children.
When we knew nothing about cruelty in the world...
Inside my heart, I was breaking, trying to hide it away with an evil smirk...that look of arrogance that maybe only Seishirou could pull off without wincing when he looked at his precious gloved Sumeragi as I had pushed my fingers through his right eye.
I was remembering...
I was remembering everything...
from the time I held Kotori when mother died...
And my mind was shattering once again. Everything was falling apart inside of me. My eyebrows shook as a tear emerged and dropped onto a place under Kamui's right eye as if he were the one who was starting to cry.
A look of hope emerged. "Won't you grant me my wish, Fuuma?"
It was a taunt though I knew he was truly sincere in his attempt to desparately plea with me for that one thing he pined for.
I can't grant it...
And now, I can't keep from falling apart...
Pushing myself off him, I stood there watching him as he laid on the bed looking at me with eyes that I couldn't describe.
Deep inside of me...you had never gone away. I'm just like a kite, blown by the wind going either which way.
I'm still here Kamui...
But I'm just sleeping.
Wake me...
By now, I was looking at him as if I were in someone's else body. This wasn't me. This wasn't the Fuuma or the me that Kamui had known...that I had known. It couldn't be.
From all the impact, my body slipped as I reached towards Kamui. "Then Save me Kamui..."
You know what I desire...only you can grant my wish, isn't it? Aren't you the one who must know all?
I came here to tear you apart in your own dreams as you were sleeping. To undo you...
And yet...
"This is the power of the gods..." I mumbled in his ear as my face fell next to his while my body weakly hugged his.
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Author's note: I'm not one for the pairing...but damn...that's hot.
I dedicate this to XFuumasLoverX (you never gave me your name...