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The Limit of Irrational Behavior
Fandom: Star Ocean 3: Till the End of Time
Title: The Limit of Irrational Behavior
Author: Ciissi
Theme: #11 - MissionImpossible ; limitation
Pairing: Albel Nox x Fayt Leingod
Rating: PG-13 (I guess…)
Disclaimer: SO3: TtEoT is owned by SquareEnix.
Author’s Note 1: If someone finds a plot from this, please inform me of it. I will go and kill it…
The Limit of Irrational Behavior
There is a limit how much one can take. Limit how much pain, joy, suffering, happiness and any other emotion one can stand before breaking down and becoming unable to feel more of it.
There is a limit how long one can feel emotions. Limit how long one can feel pain, joy, suffering, happiness or any other available emotion that nests inside the human heart before the emotion is gone and one has to wait some other stimulation to raise it once again.
Fayt Leingod had reasoned as much as this. They were good reasons, sensible reasons, *scientific* reasons fine and dandy. Fayt had gone through a *lot* of explaining and reasoning. But the hell if Albel Nox listened to him!
The whole ordeal was in steady proceeding of becoming quite unappealing to Fayt.
Fayt was amazed how someone with intellect of Albel Nox could be this much in denial. It also irked him and made him feeling twitches every time he reasoned with Albel.
There is a limit how much one can abuse one’s body. Limit how much cuts, wounds, gashes and hurt one’s body can bear before it can not take any more and dissolves into nothingness leaving behind only useless piece of meat and bone which they too decayed turning into minerals and atoms.
Albel was wondering silently how on earth it was possible that Fayt still believed all those things that he was sprouting out of his mouth after refusing to give up from showing Albel Nox that humans were limited creatures. Not that Albel minded Fayt’s explanations. Or rather he did not mind *where* they eventually lead.
Albel had discovered couple of months ago that Fayt had this very sensitive spot in his neck. Touching that spot had became the most effective way to shut blue-haired youngster up. Albel continued his angst for fun to keep Fayt trying to reason with him so that he could do some real-life experiments. He already knew that kiss Fayt’s lips without warning or reason left other speechless and touching Fayt’s sensitive spot on his neck with his lips resulted in completely different reaction that touching with fingers. But Albel’s favorite reaction from the neck-spot – as he had started to call it – had become the one he received when touching that spot with the blade of Crimson Scourge.
When Albel had done it first time, he had been grandly pissed off because Fayt had been talking with Nel and Cliff for hours and completely ignored his presence. So he had decided to remind Fayt with *whom* the blue-haired boy shared his bed with. Of course the blade that he had placed on Fayt’s neck had drawn blood and made Fayt stiff – from surprise and fear Albel had first thought – before the younger one had turned around and simply jumped on Albel.
Albel still did not know – or cared for that matter – how or when Nel and Cliff had excused themselves and left shocked Albel Nox on the hands of sex-crazed Fayt Leingod.
After that Albel always knew how to regain his foolish lover’s attention that had been diverted on something meaningless. So it was touch of sword for hot sex, touch of lips for slowly bewitching sexual tension and touch of fingers for heart-warming snuggling that might or might not end up sex but always granted Albel a sleep without nightmares.
Albel never said to Fayt how much he loved to study his fool. He was always certain that no matter how many ways he found to please his enchanting lover there would be lot of more of them. It was like there was no limit the ways he could please his fool. Albel voiced this thought several times and it never failed to make Fayt rant how everything had its limit. But Albel always just listened before moving to find out new ways to caress Fayt and shut him up.
There are limits because humans are limited creations and those limitations also apply on every thing that humans have created and made up. Circle of Life is seen everywhere. It does not matter whether one is looking at buildings, animals, ornaments, plants, furniture or humans themselves. The Circle of Life is there and does not go away.
Fayt was frustrated and wanted to know how far away his lover’s limitations for ceasing his irrational behavior were.
Author’s Note 2: There will be continuation for 'To Became Tainted by Your Hands (prelude)' but I have not finished it... yet... I will do it... When the plot-bugbear comes back to me...
Title: The Limit of Irrational Behavior
Author: Ciissi
Theme: #11 - Mission
Pairing: Albel Nox x Fayt Leingod
Rating: PG-13 (I guess…)
Disclaimer: SO3: TtEoT is owned by SquareEnix.
Author’s Note 1: If someone finds a plot from this, please inform me of it. I will go and kill it…
The Limit of Irrational Behavior
There is a limit how much one can take. Limit how much pain, joy, suffering, happiness and any other emotion one can stand before breaking down and becoming unable to feel more of it.
There is a limit how long one can feel emotions. Limit how long one can feel pain, joy, suffering, happiness or any other available emotion that nests inside the human heart before the emotion is gone and one has to wait some other stimulation to raise it once again.
Fayt Leingod had reasoned as much as this. They were good reasons, sensible reasons, *scientific* reasons fine and dandy. Fayt had gone through a *lot* of explaining and reasoning. But the hell if Albel Nox listened to him!
The whole ordeal was in steady proceeding of becoming quite unappealing to Fayt.
Fayt was amazed how someone with intellect of Albel Nox could be this much in denial. It also irked him and made him feeling twitches every time he reasoned with Albel.
There is a limit how much one can abuse one’s body. Limit how much cuts, wounds, gashes and hurt one’s body can bear before it can not take any more and dissolves into nothingness leaving behind only useless piece of meat and bone which they too decayed turning into minerals and atoms.
Albel was wondering silently how on earth it was possible that Fayt still believed all those things that he was sprouting out of his mouth after refusing to give up from showing Albel Nox that humans were limited creatures. Not that Albel minded Fayt’s explanations. Or rather he did not mind *where* they eventually lead.
Albel had discovered couple of months ago that Fayt had this very sensitive spot in his neck. Touching that spot had became the most effective way to shut blue-haired youngster up. Albel continued his angst for fun to keep Fayt trying to reason with him so that he could do some real-life experiments. He already knew that kiss Fayt’s lips without warning or reason left other speechless and touching Fayt’s sensitive spot on his neck with his lips resulted in completely different reaction that touching with fingers. But Albel’s favorite reaction from the neck-spot – as he had started to call it – had become the one he received when touching that spot with the blade of Crimson Scourge.
When Albel had done it first time, he had been grandly pissed off because Fayt had been talking with Nel and Cliff for hours and completely ignored his presence. So he had decided to remind Fayt with *whom* the blue-haired boy shared his bed with. Of course the blade that he had placed on Fayt’s neck had drawn blood and made Fayt stiff – from surprise and fear Albel had first thought – before the younger one had turned around and simply jumped on Albel.
Albel still did not know – or cared for that matter – how or when Nel and Cliff had excused themselves and left shocked Albel Nox on the hands of sex-crazed Fayt Leingod.
After that Albel always knew how to regain his foolish lover’s attention that had been diverted on something meaningless. So it was touch of sword for hot sex, touch of lips for slowly bewitching sexual tension and touch of fingers for heart-warming snuggling that might or might not end up sex but always granted Albel a sleep without nightmares.
Albel never said to Fayt how much he loved to study his fool. He was always certain that no matter how many ways he found to please his enchanting lover there would be lot of more of them. It was like there was no limit the ways he could please his fool. Albel voiced this thought several times and it never failed to make Fayt rant how everything had its limit. But Albel always just listened before moving to find out new ways to caress Fayt and shut him up.
There are limits because humans are limited creations and those limitations also apply on every thing that humans have created and made up. Circle of Life is seen everywhere. It does not matter whether one is looking at buildings, animals, ornaments, plants, furniture or humans themselves. The Circle of Life is there and does not go away.
Fayt was frustrated and wanted to know how far away his lover’s limitations for ceasing his irrational behavior were.
Author’s Note 2: There will be continuation for 'To Became Tainted by Your Hands (prelude)' but I have not finished it... yet... I will do it... When the plot-bugbear comes back to me...