Fanfic: Legend of Sun Knight
Title: The Beginning that Resembles the End: Chapter 2
Creus xXx Leithe
Genre: Yaio
Disclaimer: You know the drill...i don't own Creus Sun nor Leithe Judge even how much i want to [tough luck:]
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Present.
Leithe was cloaked in black, hiding beneath the shadows, no one can see him. And really, even without the darkness he can easily sneak at the gallows but with this tight security, a security he himself had organized, he required more than darkness.
At last he's at the specialized cell…he temporary put the guards' unconscious and proceeded inside. There, he was greeted by a smiling face of someone he once considered as a friend.
"You know you can get in trouble with this Leithe." Creus said. His robe all in tatters and dirt stick to his skin. A state no one has ever seen and no one has to except for him and probably the court.
Leithe didn't reply. He quickly closed the distance between them and took possession of his lips. He wanted to taste him, take him, it doesn't matter he can't take this any longer. It's like Creus' devouring him whole, eating away every thoughts in his mind when in fact he's the one who's owning the honeyed lips that Creus openly offers to him.
Leithe pulled him closer until only their clothes take the space between them and even with that it's not enough. He can't wait to throw away their clothing but he knew he can't do that in this place…not in here, ever. He can't do that to Creus. He deserve better.
Gasping for breath, they both look at each other's eyes, glazed with desire that has been brewing for days, months, even years.
"Leithe…" Creus murmured with a voice Leithe had dreaded he will never hear again. But he quickly silenced him with a kiss. Tonight is not the time for talking. Their time is too precious for that when every minute is stolen, and every second is a step closer to the end.
He plunged his tongue which his lover received with the same desperation. How he wants to do more than kiss him but being able to kiss him is already a blessing. A gift he would cherish.
Sun pulled away, "I-I need to tell you something."
Hearing his voice, he said "It can wait." It was all he could do to stop himself from taking him entirely.
"You're the Judge Knight."
"I know." He replied.
"And tomorrow…"
But Leithe didn't let him to finish. He imprisoned him to his embrace, and whispered "Tomorrow is not tonight."
Then his lips travelled to the blonde's delicate neck. "Leithe!" Creus struggled, "I haven't taken a bath!"
"I don't care." He said wriggling his crotch to his pelvis. Both are hard, both wanted to be inside each other.
He unraveled Sun's robe. He let it slide down to his waist and saw Creus' body already glistening with perspiration. With the ray of moonlight, it looks like jewels, and each drop he want to place in his mouth. But before that, he licked the pink bud in Creus' chest. With just this intimate contact, he heard Creus' gasp. "L-leithe….p-please."
He kissed his nipples even deeper, sucking it, it's like he's making love and really he is, until it's already taut and moist with his saliva. He even bit it which almost made Creus' knees weak.
Not able to bear it, Creus collapse to the ground with Leithe. They are both sitting with only the wall supporting them. Creus' legs spread between Leithe's waist but still Leithe didn't paused.
When he's finished, he took his attention to its twin. Creus arched his body, offering everything to his lover. Leithe's hand caressed the now swollen bud. As he took his fill, the raven tentatively fondled his nipple, pushing Creus even farther.
Then Leithe felt Creus' hips rose, up and down, sliding his crotch to Leithe's. This made him groan. "Harder…" he muttered which Creus obliged. He continued gritting both their bodies until it seems like they're one. And at the last moment, they both reached their climax. Creus' scream was swallowed by Leithe's kiss.
For a moment, it was only their breathing that can be heard echoed between the corners of Creus' cell. It was these moments together that Creus didn't mind their surroundings. All he's concerned about is Leithe.
Seconds passed, when their hearts finally became calm, Leithe scooped Creus to his lap. He placed him between his arms and cradled him. Embracing him, he inhaled deeply, taking Creus' scent. No one uttered a word and both knew there's no need.
Leithe then combed his hand to Creus' hair, and planted a soft kiss to his head. Still not contented, he made a trail of kisses to Creus' face, one to his forehead, his eyes, nose, he even nibbled his earlobe, saving his lips for last. He only stopped just to take quick breathes.
Creus didn't dare to move. He can't help feeling like Leithe can't get enough of him, like he is the one desperate to take as much as he can at the moment, like Leithe is the one who's going to be persecuted tomorrow not he.
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