Wings of Blood and Flame
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Category:
+S through Z › Xenogears
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,451
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Xenogears, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
We Are Too Close
We Are Too Close/Crying Heavens: Hidden Blow
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Chapter Warnings: H/C, PWP
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Making his way out into the central section of the quarantine hanger, chaos espies Rubedo standing silently over Gaignun's crumpled body. Seeing his distress, chaos wraps an arm about his shoulders, comforting the boy. Racked with silent sobs, Rubedo simply stands and stares.
"You really liked him, didn't you, Rubedo?" chaos asks, pulling him close.
"Yeah. He was the last of my... hic... from Miltia." Collapsing into chaos' arms, he breaks down entirely, letting fall hot, moist tears onto chaos' bare chest.
"Hush... It's O.K., Rubedo. You're not alone. I'll always be with you."
Rubedo clings tighter, the presence of chaos' body held tight against his as reassuring as any words. "Thanks, chaos. I..."
Roughing his untidy red hair, chaos wordlessly guides him away from the body, to a bank of computer panels off to one side. Rubedo grabs hold of it, just as his legs give out, collapsing heavily against it. He lies there, breathing heavily, wishing away this momentary weakness.
"I didn't think it would be this... quiet without him. This... empty..."
chaos shares an understanding smile. "I know I can never come that close to you. I'm not able to share our thoughts. All I can give you is this body. But it's yours, whenever you need..."
Rubedo sighs, chaos' eloquence clearly having touched him. "Please... chaos. It's so...empty. I want you to... need you..."
The words dying away, chaos places a hand on his shoulder. "It's all right. I understand. Just relax." Lifting himself onto the table, chaos straddles Rubedo. Running his fingers lightly across Rubedo's bare back, he elicits gentle shivers of excitement from his subject. Continuing to provide this subtle stimulation, he traces graceful fingers about Rubedo's tensed shoulders, gently pressing and kneading the tightness. Interspersing the simple massage with caressing strokes, he finds the knots melt away, to be replaced by a sense of erotic calm. Indeed, as he continues dancing his fingers across Rubedo's back, he finds himself painfully constrained by once loose shorts. Having no doubt Rubedo is suffering a similar fate, he releases first his companion, then himself.
Pausing for a moment, he eyes the exposed flesh beneath, drinking in the curves and contours of Rubedo, splayed on the hard plastic surface in utter vulnerability. Looking down at his own glistening cock hanging above Rubedo's sleek ass, he can wait no longer. Without a moment's hesitation, he impales the boy, slick dick sliding deep within. Wrapping his arms under Rubedo's armpits, chaos begins banging him. Pressed between warm flesh and cold plastic, their sacks colliding as chaos thrusts into him again and again, Rubedo can but whimper in bliss. As chaos begins pressing tighter and harder into him, Rubedo finds his cock rubbing in rhythm against the surface below, gently lubricated in his own precum.
As they continue fucking, Rubedo finds his spirits lifting, his fiery spirit reignited. Rejuvenated, he beings bucking himself into chaos' blows. Enraptured, chaos finds himself about to cum. Giving one final thrust, he plunges himself deep within Rubedo. Wracked in ecstasy, he unloads himself.
Feeling chaos fill him, Rubedo is drawn deeper into his need for release, beginning to jerk himself against the console in short, rapid jabs. Arching himself against chaos' limp form, the physical contact consumes him, throwing him beyond his control. Pressing even harder, he ejaculates, spraying short bursts of cum against the surface beneath him.
Replete, he falls back, laying face down in his own semen, chaos atop and still within him. After silently cuddling for a moment, they get up, chaos gently wiping him off with a somewhat bloodied towel. Managing to get the majority off, he discards the to loo looking at the terminal they had been occupying.
"I thing we should get started." Running his fingers over the terminal, he sucks them clean, continuing. "I think... I should use the one over there. This one might short out, or something."
Seeing that chaos hasn't moved, but rather that his hand has returned for more, Rubedo grins lecherously. "Whatever... If you want more, I'd be happy to..."
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Chapter Warnings: H/C, PWP
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Making his way out into the central section of the quarantine hanger, chaos espies Rubedo standing silently over Gaignun's crumpled body. Seeing his distress, chaos wraps an arm about his shoulders, comforting the boy. Racked with silent sobs, Rubedo simply stands and stares.
"You really liked him, didn't you, Rubedo?" chaos asks, pulling him close.
"Yeah. He was the last of my... hic... from Miltia." Collapsing into chaos' arms, he breaks down entirely, letting fall hot, moist tears onto chaos' bare chest.
"Hush... It's O.K., Rubedo. You're not alone. I'll always be with you."
Rubedo clings tighter, the presence of chaos' body held tight against his as reassuring as any words. "Thanks, chaos. I..."
Roughing his untidy red hair, chaos wordlessly guides him away from the body, to a bank of computer panels off to one side. Rubedo grabs hold of it, just as his legs give out, collapsing heavily against it. He lies there, breathing heavily, wishing away this momentary weakness.
"I didn't think it would be this... quiet without him. This... empty..."
chaos shares an understanding smile. "I know I can never come that close to you. I'm not able to share our thoughts. All I can give you is this body. But it's yours, whenever you need..."
Rubedo sighs, chaos' eloquence clearly having touched him. "Please... chaos. It's so...empty. I want you to... need you..."
The words dying away, chaos places a hand on his shoulder. "It's all right. I understand. Just relax." Lifting himself onto the table, chaos straddles Rubedo. Running his fingers lightly across Rubedo's bare back, he elicits gentle shivers of excitement from his subject. Continuing to provide this subtle stimulation, he traces graceful fingers about Rubedo's tensed shoulders, gently pressing and kneading the tightness. Interspersing the simple massage with caressing strokes, he finds the knots melt away, to be replaced by a sense of erotic calm. Indeed, as he continues dancing his fingers across Rubedo's back, he finds himself painfully constrained by once loose shorts. Having no doubt Rubedo is suffering a similar fate, he releases first his companion, then himself.
Pausing for a moment, he eyes the exposed flesh beneath, drinking in the curves and contours of Rubedo, splayed on the hard plastic surface in utter vulnerability. Looking down at his own glistening cock hanging above Rubedo's sleek ass, he can wait no longer. Without a moment's hesitation, he impales the boy, slick dick sliding deep within. Wrapping his arms under Rubedo's armpits, chaos begins banging him. Pressed between warm flesh and cold plastic, their sacks colliding as chaos thrusts into him again and again, Rubedo can but whimper in bliss. As chaos begins pressing tighter and harder into him, Rubedo finds his cock rubbing in rhythm against the surface below, gently lubricated in his own precum.
As they continue fucking, Rubedo finds his spirits lifting, his fiery spirit reignited. Rejuvenated, he beings bucking himself into chaos' blows. Enraptured, chaos finds himself about to cum. Giving one final thrust, he plunges himself deep within Rubedo. Wracked in ecstasy, he unloads himself.
Feeling chaos fill him, Rubedo is drawn deeper into his need for release, beginning to jerk himself against the console in short, rapid jabs. Arching himself against chaos' limp form, the physical contact consumes him, throwing him beyond his control. Pressing even harder, he ejaculates, spraying short bursts of cum against the surface beneath him.
Replete, he falls back, laying face down in his own semen, chaos atop and still within him. After silently cuddling for a moment, they get up, chaos gently wiping him off with a somewhat bloodied towel. Managing to get the majority off, he discards the to loo looking at the terminal they had been occupying.
"I thing we should get started." Running his fingers over the terminal, he sucks them clean, continuing. "I think... I should use the one over there. This one might short out, or something."
Seeing that chaos hasn't moved, but rather that his hand has returned for more, Rubedo grins lecherously. "Whatever... If you want more, I'd be happy to..."