perfect poison
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Author's Notes: This is meant to take place during the Greed Island arc. Just imagine that Feitan and Phinx are hangin' around in some forest on Greed Island. XD

Warnings: Sex. That is all.

Theme: #11: gardenia (くちなしの花)

Date: 4/2/2007

The day would have been tolerable if not for the constant, nagging presence of all those goddamn flowers.

Phinx sighed and ran a hand through his hair, which was sticking to his forehead with sweat. The sun was beating down on him relentlessly, and even Feitan, whose composure was normally more gathered and reserved, was beginning to show signs of weariness. He was tugging at his red collar, a slight grimace on his face, a frown drawing together his delicate eyebrows. Tiny beads of sweat were even beginning to dot his eyelashes; his cheeks were flushed rosy red, and Phinx couldn't help but think that he looked like one of those painted dolls that they had seen at the York New auctions.

Of course, the heat didn't really faze him—where he was from, after all, this heat was fairly common, fair weather, you might even say—but it was those flowers. Those damn flowers that were everywhere—dotting every tree, littering the ground with white petals, thickening the air with their heavy perfume. He blinked his eyes slowly, then shook his head.

Funny how a pair of accomplished murderers was falling victim to the power of a few flowers…

A low growl of frustration rose up from the back of Feitan's throat. Phinx grinned.

"Can't stand the heat?" he said slyly, masking his own exhaustion. Feitan rolled his eyes and turned his back to Phinx.

"Shut up," he said before pulling at his shirt, which was clinging to his skin. He tried to tug off the shirt by its sleeves, then furrowed his brow as it refused to come off. He sighed and let his arms down for a moment.

"Need help?" Phinx said, suddenly behind Feitan. He wrapped his arms around Feitan, who squirmed.

"Not now," he muttered. "It's too goddamn hot."

He tried to get out of Phinx's grasp, but Phinx only laughed and held him tighter. He leaned over and rested his chin on Feitan's shoulder.

"We're alone, you know," he whispered in Feitan's ear. Feitan shuddered as Phinx's cool breath brushed against his damp skin. Phinx chuckled and ran a hand down the side of Feitan's flushed cheek before reaching under his shirt and pulling it off, up and over Feitan's head. Feitan frowned and complied, lifting his arms. Phinx cast the shirt aside, letting it fall onto a fallen tree trunk. He let his hands run over Feitan's bare chest, then pinched his nipples. Feitan stiffened as Phinx laughed.

"I told you," Feitan hissed, "not now."

Phinx laughed and drew Feitan closer. "C'mon," he murmured. "A quick one."

Feitan vehemently shook his head, which only made Phinx laugh harder. Phinx lay down on the ground, a soft pillow of white petals, and pulled Feitan down with him. His hands traced a path up the rough bandages wound around Feitan's legs and then reached up higher. Feitan bit his lip, but did nothing to resist Phinx, who only smirked.

"A quick one, then?" he whispered in Feitan's ear as his hand began rubbing him in little circular movements. Feitan let a low moan slip out from between his lips and gave a small jerk of his head as a nod.

"Really quick," he murmured, face flushing even more. Phinx laughed, then stood and quickly shrugged out of his clothing, leaving it in a heap on the ground before he stepped back over to Feitan. He fanned himself for a moment, enjoying the cool breeze against his wet skin, then sat and pulled Feitan into his lap. He planted a kiss on the curve of Feitan's ear before moving down, tracing his tongue against the curve of his neck, lapping in the salty sweat. Feitan gave out a slight moan of protest, and Phinx chuckled, pressing his lips against his smooth skin.

"You want me to go faster?" he whispered, and Feitan nodded. Phinx trailed a hand up his chest, then kissed his shoulder.

"I'll take my time," he said, grinning as Feitan squirmed against him. He laughed and roughly turned Feitan's face to his, catching his soft lips in his own. He parted Feitan's lips with his tongue and touched his mouth, savoring the sweet electricity that was coursing through his body. Without another word, he broke off the kiss, then forced Feitan to the ground, shoving his face into the overbearing white petals that carpeted the ground. He thrust himself into Feitan, who sputtered as the white petals wound their way into his mouth, filling it with the taste of the perfume that had blanketed itself over the clearing.

After a few moments of frenzied writhing intermingled with pants and guttural sounds, Phinx let out a low, throaty groan, then parted himself from Feitan and flopped down onto the ground, leaving Feitan to lie in a puddle of stickiness that was white as the gardenias that surrounded them. He flashed Feitan a lazy grin.

"Fast enough for you?" he murmured, reaching up to touch Feitan's face. Before he could blink, Feitan was on top of him, his lips pressed against his own. Feitan held down Phinx's arms so that they were raised above his head, then coaxed open Phinx's mouth and touched his tongue against Phinx's tongue. Feitan's hips were grinding gently against Phinx's own, eliciting moans from both of them.

"Again?" Phinx said, smirking as he broke away from the kiss. Feitan raised a single eyebrow, pouting.

"You don't like it?" he said, feigning hurt. Phinx grinned.

"Oh, no," he said, voice husky as he brought Feitan down onto him again. "Far from it."

Author's Notes: Blame it all on Amai… she keeps encouraging me. D:

This collection is rapidly becoming a big pile of smut, it seems.

(Any objections:P)