The Ceremony Of The Roses
Chapter 2
A/N: Well . . . I am dreadfully sorry for the long time in between updates. I swear. . . I updated this thing. . . but then they (fanfic.net). . . lost it! They did it! Them! *points at Fanfic.net* O.o Anywayz. . . yeah, here's the second chapter of "The Ceremony Of The Roses"
Warnings (for this chapter): 3x4 sap, fluff, yaoi-ness, half-naked Quatre (and that's a bad thing? o.O), Naked Trowa (wow, it gets better), Hints towards MalexMale sex, and BDSM, Lime
Rating (for this chapter): R
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The light shined in the window the next morning, bright and clear into their bedroom. Quatre, who almost always got up first, goes to the window, still clad only in his light blue boxers, looking out towards the new day with hope, and excitement. He and Trowa were going to perform an age old ritual today. . .one that would bind them together forever. Even more important than marriage. . . at least. . . in their lifestyle. The blonde smiles, as he thinks of this, his blue eyes lighting up, as he watches a bird, and its mate on a tree outside of their window, and sighs in contentedness.
Trowa awoke to the pleasant sight of his angel standing in the window, nicely silhouetted against the backdrop of the window. A bit sneakily, but still pleasantly, he gets up off of the bed, completely nude, but not caring for the moment, approaching Quatre. He had been around the blonde naked before, so it didn't really bother him anymore, he had even been in the Sandrock pilot, so there was no reason for them to be shy around each other. He slowly puts his hands upon the silhouetted one's shoulders, placing a soft, featherlight kiss, upon his slave's ear. "Good morning, pet, how are you?"
Smiling, and gently blushing, Quatre turns around, facing his partner, and master, with a soft grin. He still had sleep in his eyes, but that did not take away the love that he had in his face for the other man that was there before him. "I'm fine. . . good morning to you. . . Trowa." He replied, and smiled softly up at the Heavyarms pilot, seemingly stunned because of the raw, complete beauty of the man, this making him blush a bit harder, his cheeks becoming more pink.
Trowa smiled, and lifted up his arms before the blonde, gently placing a collar around the smaller boy's neck, and fastening it securely in the back of the ornament of his ownership that he had bestowed upon him. "This, is yours. . . Quatre. . . this represents my ownership of you." He says, in his nice, deep voice, as he smiled softly, looking into the smaller boy's eyes. 'I wonder. . . does he know how truly beautiful he is?' The Heavyarm's pilot thinks, as he tilts Quatre's head up gently with his index finger, touching his lips to the blonde's.
Closing his eyes softly, the blonde feels Trowa's warm, powerful, yet gentle arms wrap around his small body protectively, as he pressed their lips together. 'Oh. . . Trowa. . . I feel so. . . weak. . . when I am in your arms. . .' He thinks, as his arms go almost placid on the other boy's shoulders, him making a small, delicate-sounding moan into Trowa's lips.
Smiling softly, and seeing that his pet was ready, he slowly delves his tongue into the other's mouth, gently flicking it around, exploring the blonde's mouth, and holding him tighter against his nude body, which seemed to be getting hotter. It was still the early morning. . . so they could afford to. . .
Trowa reached around, grasping the other boy's hands, and putting them behind his back, holding them there, as he pressed his erection against the blonde's growing one. 'That's it. . . I was hoping that you were as excited as I am. . .' Then, slowly bringing up a piece of rope, he binds him gently, yet snuggly, as he brings his hands back up, slowly, to the smaller boys chest, moving one hand around, and squeezing his ass softly, pressing him harder against his erection, making their members rub. He continues to delve his tongue into his pet's mouth, as he grinds roughly against him, closing his eyes, as he prepares to take him, for a final time, before the ceremony commences.
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A/N: *looks at what she just wrote* O.o Uh, well. I hoped that ya'll liked the second chapter! I will update sooner this time! ^_^ Ja ne!
Chapter 2
A/N: Well . . . I am dreadfully sorry for the long time in between updates. I swear. . . I updated this thing. . . but then they (fanfic.net). . . lost it! They did it! Them! *points at Fanfic.net* O.o Anywayz. . . yeah, here's the second chapter of "The Ceremony Of The Roses"
Warnings (for this chapter): 3x4 sap, fluff, yaoi-ness, half-naked Quatre (and that's a bad thing? o.O), Naked Trowa (wow, it gets better), Hints towards MalexMale sex, and BDSM, Lime
Rating (for this chapter): R
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The light shined in the window the next morning, bright and clear into their bedroom. Quatre, who almost always got up first, goes to the window, still clad only in his light blue boxers, looking out towards the new day with hope, and excitement. He and Trowa were going to perform an age old ritual today. . .one that would bind them together forever. Even more important than marriage. . . at least. . . in their lifestyle. The blonde smiles, as he thinks of this, his blue eyes lighting up, as he watches a bird, and its mate on a tree outside of their window, and sighs in contentedness.
Trowa awoke to the pleasant sight of his angel standing in the window, nicely silhouetted against the backdrop of the window. A bit sneakily, but still pleasantly, he gets up off of the bed, completely nude, but not caring for the moment, approaching Quatre. He had been around the blonde naked before, so it didn't really bother him anymore, he had even been in the Sandrock pilot, so there was no reason for them to be shy around each other. He slowly puts his hands upon the silhouetted one's shoulders, placing a soft, featherlight kiss, upon his slave's ear. "Good morning, pet, how are you?"
Smiling, and gently blushing, Quatre turns around, facing his partner, and master, with a soft grin. He still had sleep in his eyes, but that did not take away the love that he had in his face for the other man that was there before him. "I'm fine. . . good morning to you. . . Trowa." He replied, and smiled softly up at the Heavyarms pilot, seemingly stunned because of the raw, complete beauty of the man, this making him blush a bit harder, his cheeks becoming more pink.
Trowa smiled, and lifted up his arms before the blonde, gently placing a collar around the smaller boy's neck, and fastening it securely in the back of the ornament of his ownership that he had bestowed upon him. "This, is yours. . . Quatre. . . this represents my ownership of you." He says, in his nice, deep voice, as he smiled softly, looking into the smaller boy's eyes. 'I wonder. . . does he know how truly beautiful he is?' The Heavyarm's pilot thinks, as he tilts Quatre's head up gently with his index finger, touching his lips to the blonde's.
Closing his eyes softly, the blonde feels Trowa's warm, powerful, yet gentle arms wrap around his small body protectively, as he pressed their lips together. 'Oh. . . Trowa. . . I feel so. . . weak. . . when I am in your arms. . .' He thinks, as his arms go almost placid on the other boy's shoulders, him making a small, delicate-sounding moan into Trowa's lips.
Smiling softly, and seeing that his pet was ready, he slowly delves his tongue into the other's mouth, gently flicking it around, exploring the blonde's mouth, and holding him tighter against his nude body, which seemed to be getting hotter. It was still the early morning. . . so they could afford to. . .
Trowa reached around, grasping the other boy's hands, and putting them behind his back, holding them there, as he pressed his erection against the blonde's growing one. 'That's it. . . I was hoping that you were as excited as I am. . .' Then, slowly bringing up a piece of rope, he binds him gently, yet snuggly, as he brings his hands back up, slowly, to the smaller boys chest, moving one hand around, and squeezing his ass softly, pressing him harder against his erection, making their members rub. He continues to delve his tongue into his pet's mouth, as he grinds roughly against him, closing his eyes, as he prepares to take him, for a final time, before the ceremony commences.
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A/N: *looks at what she just wrote* O.o Uh, well. I hoped that ya'll liked the second chapter! I will update sooner this time! ^_^ Ja ne!