Fanfic: Legend of Sun Knight
Title: The Beginning that Resembles the End: Chapter 3
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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Past.
He started licking Creus' wound.
"What are you doing?" he asked startled that he jerked his arm away.
"I'm disinfecting your wounds…" he replied nonchalantly.
"Is that a new power for Judge Knight?" he asked, amazed. "That's amazing!"
"Idiot. It's normal." Leithe lectured. And tried to take his wound again but Creus stopped him.
Blushing, he exclaimed more forceful than he intended "I'll do it! Ahh, I mean, you don't have to-…I can…you know?"
Leithe just let him be but when he looked to his friend, he felt something stirred from his gut.
Creus hesitantly licked his own wounds. He flicked his tongue at each one. Even the ones that Leithe has already disinfected weren't spared. He didn't know why but it seems like Creus lingered longer to them or was it only his imagination? He felt uneasy and yet he couldn't glance away.
"Now it's done!" Creus announced, merrily, but there's something in his eyes that seems different.
Leithe stepped closer to Creus and slowly traced the small lacerations to his face. "How about these?" he murmured.
Absentmindedly, Creus patted his hand to his face which made his wounds sting.
Seeing Creus flinched, Leithe offered "Would you mind if I do it?" He didn't know what's wrong with his head, he could easily send Creus home where he can be treated more appropriately but here he is suggesting something idiotic! He actually expected Creus to refuse him but all Creus did was nod.
Again, the feeling in his gut is nagging him. It also became more prominent but amazingly it also became almost pleasant.
He started at the one in the eyebrow. Creus' eyes shut tightly like he's waiting for the worse. But when he's at the third wound, Creus loosen up, but Leithe could still feel his heart beating frantically.
Almost over, he looked at Creus' face. His expression is still filled with tension, his eyes are still closed but at least his brows are not knitted into a frown like before.
He stared at each wound, making sure he didn't leave any. Then he noticed one in Creus lips. More on impulse, he started licking it. Creus eyes widen in alarm. When Leithe realized what he's doing, he stopped moving. Lips still in contact, everything turns into a slo-mo. It feels like eternity before his brain's able to process what just happened. And then he felt Creus' tongue answering his lips.
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