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tentacles2009-12-15 07:14 pm
inarticulate) wrote in tentacles2009-12-15 07:14 pm
[Tales of Vesperia] Sharing Everything
Title: Sharing Everything
Fandom: Tales of Vesperia
Pairing: Yuri/Flynn
Word Count: 382
Notes: originally written forporn_tree way back in May. Probably not compliant with movie canon. Implied underage sexual content.
Summary: Yuri and Flynn share everything.
They're both covered in sweat and grime, and there's a streak of something that could be blood over Flynn's left eye. Yuri doesn't think it is; he thinks he'd remember being good enough to land a hit that drew blood, and he just remembers being in the dirt with Flynn over him.
"Yuri?" Flynn says, and Yuri looks beside him to see Flynn still hovering, the bucket in his hand. "Are you--"
"I'm fine." He grabs the bucket and sets it on the ground, dipping the sponge in and flicking some water at Flynn, not enough to make Flynn complain about wasting water and second trips. Flynn's stripping now, which means Yuri has first crack at the water. They take turns with this, as they must with everything.
The water is even colder on his skin, and he shivers. "Yuri..." Flynn begins.
"Stop hovering, already." Yuri shoves the sponge at Flynn. What he means is for Flynn to clean himself. He doesn't mean for Flynn to start washing Yuri's back, but that's what Flynn does, and Yuri hears himself make a sound. It's not fair; fighting is exciting enough, and it's not like they have privacy, and... He hears Flynn sigh behind him and finally reaches around to snatch the sponge back, glaring. "I can do it myself!"
Flynn stares back, looking oddly lost, and, okay, that's not an invitation, but Yuri looks down anyway and sees that Flynn has the same problem. He considers, then sets the sponge carefully on the rim of the bucket before reaching out. There's no sense in cleaning up right before they get dirty again, right?
The noise Flynn makes when Yuri touches him is small, but it goes straight to Yuri's cock anyway. He's about to touch himself in rhythm, but Flynn's reaching out and already there, the same determined light in his face that Yuri always sees when Flynn's about to learn some cool new move that Yuri can't. "We'll--" he starts, then actually whines as Yuri brushes his thumb over the head. "Yuri, that-- We'll do it together, okay?"
Yuri rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. What's so special about that?"
It's a new way to fight, is how he thinks of it. And this is one that he might actually win, for once.
Fandom: Tales of Vesperia
Pairing: Yuri/Flynn
Word Count: 382
Notes: originally written for
porn_tree way back in May. Probably not compliant with movie canon. Implied underage sexual content.Summary: Yuri and Flynn share everything.
They're both covered in sweat and grime, and there's a streak of something that could be blood over Flynn's left eye. Yuri doesn't think it is; he thinks he'd remember being good enough to land a hit that drew blood, and he just remembers being in the dirt with Flynn over him.
"Yuri?" Flynn says, and Yuri looks beside him to see Flynn still hovering, the bucket in his hand. "Are you--"
"I'm fine." He grabs the bucket and sets it on the ground, dipping the sponge in and flicking some water at Flynn, not enough to make Flynn complain about wasting water and second trips. Flynn's stripping now, which means Yuri has first crack at the water. They take turns with this, as they must with everything.
The water is even colder on his skin, and he shivers. "Yuri..." Flynn begins.
"Stop hovering, already." Yuri shoves the sponge at Flynn. What he means is for Flynn to clean himself. He doesn't mean for Flynn to start washing Yuri's back, but that's what Flynn does, and Yuri hears himself make a sound. It's not fair; fighting is exciting enough, and it's not like they have privacy, and... He hears Flynn sigh behind him and finally reaches around to snatch the sponge back, glaring. "I can do it myself!"
Flynn stares back, looking oddly lost, and, okay, that's not an invitation, but Yuri looks down anyway and sees that Flynn has the same problem. He considers, then sets the sponge carefully on the rim of the bucket before reaching out. There's no sense in cleaning up right before they get dirty again, right?
The noise Flynn makes when Yuri touches him is small, but it goes straight to Yuri's cock anyway. He's about to touch himself in rhythm, but Flynn's reaching out and already there, the same determined light in his face that Yuri always sees when Flynn's about to learn some cool new move that Yuri can't. "We'll--" he starts, then actually whines as Yuri brushes his thumb over the head. "Yuri, that-- We'll do it together, okay?"
Yuri rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. What's so special about that?"
It's a new way to fight, is how he thinks of it. And this is one that he might actually win, for once.
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I love them, being all competitive about it. yum.
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