Title: Master and Commander
Warning(s): Contains lime (or lemon, whichever you prefer), yaoi!
Rating: R
Pairing: Ike and Soren
"Ike...!" Soren groaned as his commander sucked on him. They shouldn't be doing this, not in the tents. Yet, they couldn't help it. The sage gripped his lover's hair, holding his head down. His cock pulsed with pleasure as he thrust gently into Ike's mouth. The heat was starting to become unbearable, and once again Soren groaned.
"Stop, before I explode...!" he instructed as he pulled his cock from the warm cavern of Ike's mouth. His friend and lover panted, giving him one of his charming smiles. Soren thought that Ike was undeniably handsome, especially when he smiled. The flush on his cheeks and the sweat on his body only added to his alure.
Likewise, Ike thought that Soren was the most beautiful person that he had ever had the pleasure of meeting. With his long hair tumbling down and his back and sticking to his sweat covered skin. Even though Ike was know his general, to Soren, he would always be his commander and lover. As such, the sage was now on his hands and knees, at Ike's mercy. Soren groaned as Ike thrust into him, the pleasuring overwhelming now that he was used to him. In comparison, his own cock felt heavy between his legs.
The two men moved with each other shamelessly. Ike was soon stroking Soren's cock to futher pleasure him. Soon, from the added pleasure, Soren reached his release. The force of his climax shook his body, while Ike came soon afterwards. The sage, unable to hold himself up any longer, collapsed onto the bed with a groan. Ike, who fell down with him, was now laying on Soren's back, his flacid cock still within his lover. Even though they were in the middle of a war, the two always found time for each other. From the dirt floor of the forest to the cool water of stream, to their rooms or their tents, they spent much of their time together. Titania had once caught them fucking against a wall after one of their battles in the enemies territory.
She had said nothing, leaving them to each other. Soren smiled lightly at the memory, as he felt Ike lay to his side. The blue-haired man pulled his lover to his side as they both drifted off to sleep, sated.