Loverboys

Title: Loverboys
((Fire Emblem 8: Seima No Kouseki/The Sacred Stones
Author: Genis Irving
Rating: NC-17
Bonus Disclaimer: For those of you that haven't seen this fic in a while, it was taken down because I was underage at the time. Well, I'm not anymore, so it's back (hopefully for good). So let me say right now: I -am- the original author of this story, back finally after a year and a half of absence.
Warnings: Shonen Ai and Yaoi! Meaning boy love and boy sex! *^-^* if you can’t handle it, now is the best time to buzz off. This fic contains: m/m, oral, anal, minor(s), implied incest.
Summary: Ross and Yuan became good friends shortly after meeting one another. Then Yuan asks Ross the strangest of questions, just out of the blue, and friend is no longer a strong enough word. Ross/Yuan, slight Franz/Forde (FE8: The Sacred Stones)
Spoilers: This technically starts near the end of Ross/Yuan’s A Support. Then again, if you like this pair you’re likely to grab their supports as soon as they’re available (They both become excellent later on and will almost certainly be valuable to your party, so why not?), so it shouldn’t be too big of a deal, right?

Author’s Notes:
-First, this is a one shot story. I may do a separate one later if people really like this pair. Or perhaps follow it up with some other yaoi pairing that gets suggested to me from Fire Emblem 8! I’m serious! I’m gonna take the cake for FE8 writing! Just as I once did for Tales of Symphonia!
-Second, on a related note, I changed Ewan’s name a bit. For those of you that already have the English version (either by rom or by game), you’ll have discovered that his name was changed from the Japanese - and slightly less ugly - Yuan, into Ewan. So for once I’m going to keep the original name, Yuan, throughout this story. It just seems so much more natural to me.
-Third, I put out this story as sort of a celebration of the release of another Fire Emblem game on US shores. It wasn’t actually overly ruined, I found... a couple of the names got shot to pieces (Artur? I much preferred calling him Asrey. And Cormag? What’s wrong with Cougar!? It’s much cooler...), but it was still very good. And so, I’m writing this to commemorate the official release date.
-Also, for those who still don’t know the English names, in the early story Gerik is mentioned. His original Japanese name was Jist, as I’ll point out for the sake of those who didn’t know it yet.)
-By the way, this makes me the first Fire Emblem 8 writer on AFF.net, and at the time this story is posted, I’ll be the only AFF writer who’s done anything other than FE7... I’m also the one and only person to have written a Fire Emblem 6 fic for it (Wolt/Roy, if you haven’t seen it already!) This’ll be my fourth ‘AFF first’ to date - I was also the first person to write any Tales of Symphonia lemon fic for AFF... and I’m still the author with the most under that category! I also was the first to, as far as I know, do a Final Fantasy Tactics Advance lemon fic, though I could be wrong...

~~ Loverboys ~~

“Hey, Ross,” Yuan suddenly cut in, throwing Ross’ train of thought right off.
“What, Yuan?” Ross asked.
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
Now, Ross was just a little confused as to where this came from. After all, little Yuan and him had, up until a minute ago, been talking about something else. What it was, exactly, Ross couldn’t remember. It was something that made Ross really annoyed, however - because he could distantly remember it involving brainpower, or rather, Ross’ lack thereof.
Now, of course, he was even more confused. Ross and Yuan had ended up having to share a room at an Inn during their quest, and that particular room was the one they were in right now. It was already midnight outside, but the two boys seemed so energised by each other’s presence that they were still wide awake, chatting away with each other, seated side by side on one of the beds.
“What? Why?” Ross asked in return, in a quite intelligent manner. Of course, I’m being sarcastic about that. Ross certainly was quite the boy for his age - such finely toned muscles, rugged hair, excellent mastery of his fighting style for a Hero of his young years. Unlike his father, who had become a bulky warrior, Ross had discovered that his calling was in a more fine style of fighting, inspired by one of the other warriors in the team, Gerik. Anyway, the point of all this is that, despite his excellent strength, and surprising skill and speed, Ross didn’t have that same speed in the head.
Yuan, on the other hand, did. He was cunning beyond his years. He had quickly left Saleh’s care and training in Anima magic, taking what his teacher had at first thought to be a turn for the worst towards Shamanism. But unlike Knoll, who changed to follow the path of Druid-hood, Yuan became a Summoner. And unlike his battle sprite in the game would leave you to believe, once he took off those massive robes he still wore his other clothes underneath - his blue shirt and white shorts, very similar to what Ross liked to wear. But that’s all aesthetic - something Yuan wasn’t often concerned with.
Yuan was concerned with, however, Ross.
Though he didn’t want to say it, Ross was the deciding factor in many of Yuan’s decisions. The two had quickly developed a friendship, albeit a very strange one. Yuan got a kick out of messing with Ross’ mind, popping him brainteasers out of nowhere that, to a person of Yuan’s intellect, were really no problem. When Yuan saw that Ross took a different path in life from that of his mentor and his model - Garcia, his father - Yuan was inspired to change himself to follow his own path that had never before been followed, and becoming perhaps even more powerful than his teacher in the process.
And now, here he was, messing with Ross’ mind again, staring into the other’s eyes that he was beginning to see as more than just friendly - or at least, wishfully seeing as more than just friendly.
“No reason. I just wanna know, that’s all,” Yuan finally answered. Though no time really passed, due to the narrative it just seemed like a long time.
“Well... no, I don’t. Why? Do you?” Ross asked, his face lightening up. For some reason, Ross was overcome with the feeling like that of a giddy village girl wanting to hear about a friend’s latest love interest. He had to hold back a very uncharacteristic giggle.
“... Ah, no,” Yuan responded quickly, flushing a bit. He didn’t expect Ross to ask him the same question right back.
“Well that’s a shame. You know, two guys our age...” Ross smirked, looking at the other fourteen-year-old, “two guys like us should probably be able to pick up a couple village chicks, if we really wanted.”
Hearing Ross talk like this, Yuan flushed. His friend certainly hadn’t spoken to him like this before!
“Heck, I mean look at us! I’m strong, muscular, and no doubt I could pick up any girl my age. All I’d have to do is swing around my sword a couple times, tell her I’ll protect her, and she’d fall right into my arms!” Ross laughed aloud, looking over at Yuan, and scanning him up and down. “And, you. What’s wrong, why’re you blushing?”
“I didn’t know you talked like this...” Yuan said, flustered a little bit, but he didn’t want Ross to stop. “But keep going. What’s this about me?”
“Well,” Ross smirked. “You’re really smart. Any girl that’s into somebody that’ll make them money and lead them through a loving life, that’d be the girl that’d fall for you, I bet,” he smirked. “Heck, there’s that Lute girl...”
“I-I-I don’t really like her that much,” Yuan answered.
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not into girls...”
Yuan, thankfully, realised that that sentence could still be added onto, and saved himself a massive amount of embarrassment by adding on, “...that are all stuck up like that.”
It was odd. For a moment, the magic-user had sworn that he had seen a glint of hope in Ross’ eyes, that was then shot down a moment later, but it was probably just a trick of Yuan’s imagination.
“That’s a shame. What about Amelia?”
“You sure you’re not more her type?” Yuan asked him back.
“I probably am, but she’s not mine,” Ross answered.
“...Really?” Yuan asked, hoping to trip Ross up, but Ross ignored this and went on.
“Hmm... there’s gotta be somebody out there that’d work for you. I mean, you’re so cute, what girl wouldn’t go for you?”
Yuan’s mouth fell open for just a moment. Ross, apparently, had no idea what he’d just said, and just stared at Yuan.
“What’s up?”
“D-Did you just call me cute?” Yuan asked, finally managing to speak.
Now it was the Hero’s turn to turn shades redder. “N-No! I mean, ah... any guy-I mean girl, he’d... she’d find you cute, and...” Ross tried to fix himself just as Yuan had, but he certainly wasn’t near as fine in these sorts of things.
Yuan giggled for a couple seconds.
Ross was really embarrassed by this point, knowing he had once again been trapped by his friend. “What’s so funny!?” he demanded, somewhat in anger.
“...I’m so glad, that’s all.”
“Glad about what?”
“That you find me cute, Ross...”
And Ross’ anger melted away when Yuan stole a kiss from him. It was nothing more than a gentle brush of their lips over one another’s, lasting no more than a moment, but it left Ross even redder than before.
“Y-Yuan...”
Yuan studied the other boy quite intently. “What? I told you. Girls like Lute aren’t my type. And neither are girls like Amelia, or Tana, or Eirika. Heck, no girl’s my type.”
Ross dared to ask something that actually sounded quite pointless after he said it. “So who is your type?”
“You.”
Ross’ eyes had only a moment or two to open in surprise and mild shock, before he was shut up, quite suddenly, by another kiss from Yuan. This time, it was longer. Yuan’s eyes fluttered shut, and lost in the sensation, his arms fell overtop of Ross’ shoulders, wrapping around the back of the other’s head and upper back. One hand strayed through Ross’ hair, lightly.
The young axeman was flustered at this action, and didn’t put up a fight at all. By the time his senses returned and he came to realisation about what was going on, he found that he really didn’t mind this. He was more surprised that his friend was so bold as to do this than that his friend was doing this, and when that realisation struck home, Ross had to stop and question if he did indeed want a girlfriend - or if the redhead that was now sitting in Ross’ lap would do the trick for a while.
Yuan pulled away, now gently straddling the other boy, and slowly pushed him onto the bed. Ross didn’t put up a fight, which was a very good sign to Yuan. He knew that if Ross didn’t want this, that the other boy certainly had the strength to stop the magic-user.
“You’re very bold all of a sudden,” Ross grinned up at the other.
“Well, you know, I’ve been thinking about doing this for a long time. Ever since we met, actually...” Yuan admitted. “Even when I met you, and you were still just a little boy villager with an axe the size of your upper body... I thought you were just... gods, I can’t put it into words.”
“Wow. Bet you Lute’d know a way to say it,” Ross teased.
“This isn’t about her right now,” Yuan grinned, and slowly laid down overtop of Ross, letting the front of his shorts rub against the front of Ross’. The stronger, slightly older brunette gasped a little bit when he realised that Yuan was fairly ready for something like this - he could feel the other through the fabric. “It’s about you and me.”
Ross blushed again, and Yuan grinned. “You’re so cute when you blush, you know that?”
“So you’ve been thinking about doing this to me for a long time, huh?” Ross grinned, looking up at his friend, two hands slowly working their way up to surround the younger of the two.
“Didn’t I just say that? Why, is there something you wanna tell me?” Yuan asked, gently rubbing his hard-on against Ross’ thigh, and the fighter felt some blood run from his head to his groin.
“Ahhh... well...” Ross muttered, his words falling away from being able to be vocalised as Yuan leaned down and gently nuzzled the other boy, letting one hand slide along the front of Ross’ shirt. The journeyman had to admit that Yuan seemed to know exactly what he was doing - he really had been thinking about doing this for a while. But the journeyman also knew he wasn’t just going to be seduced lying down. Yuan was the cute one here, and Yuan was *his*, and he was going to make sure Yuan knew that.
Yuan suddenly understood that the moment that Ross rolled the two of them over, catching Yuan beneath them and gently rubbing the mage’s crotch with a free hand, making Yuan gasp a little and arch upwards - and his crotch brushed against Ross’ own, now-equally-solid tent. This made the lithe mage gasp again.
“Ross... you...”
“Yuan...” Ross whispered, voice hoarse with lust, slipping one hand down to the hem of Yuan’s shirt, sliding it up and letting his hand feel the other’s body as he did. “I want you. I want you now. I’m going to make you mine...”
“Ross...” Yuan gasped out, arching upwards again. He was finding himself even more turned on then he had been before by the fact that Ross seemed to be the one wanting to be in charge. This, of course, was totally okay for Yuan. As long as it meant that Ross was his, and that he was Ross’, then it was all good.
The two young males were slowly becoming overcome with lust, and quickly clothes began to fly about the room - a couple of shirts, a bandana, a hand-axe hit the ground with a dull thud, then shoes, socks, two pairs of shorts, and then it was shortly followed by a couple of undergarments.
Both boys laid on the one bed, now straightened out (in terms of position - they certainly aren’t straight). Yuan’s head was falling back on the pillow, as Ross laid above him, slowly teasing him with licks and kisses that slipped farther and farther down his body. The ministrations paused for a while at each nipple, during which point Yuan was surprised how much of a reaction his body gave instinctively from such a tiny area. His hips kept thrusting into the air, the head of his heated desire brushing against Ross’ abs, which were very well toned for somebody so young.
Ross, on the top, was certainly the much more muscular of the two. Both the muscles in his legs and those in his arms and upper body showed a lot of strength and toning. Despite being fourteen and a half years old, Ross had the build of somebody who was a couple years older, and who worked out fairly regularly. He was sexy by almost any standard you could imagine.
Yuan, on the other hand, was petite, lithe, and nimble. He didn’t have any baby fat, but neither did his body overly reveal any of his muscles. Indeed, probably the only hard part about him was the one that, by this point, was gently pressing against Ross’ throat, as the older’s head continued to slide down farther and father.
“Oh, gods, Ross...” Yuan moaned, as Ross pulled his head up, and then went straight to work on the other’s hard member with his mouth. Yuan bucked his hips upwards, driving his cock as deep as it could go into his friend - and now lover’s - mouth. Ross didn’t flinch. After all, being young, both of them still would grow a little bit more. Besides, Ross had a natural talent for this, as he and Yuan were quickly discovering.
Yuan moaned aloud, trying to stifle himself to keep from alerting anybody else in the inn. But it was hard - as Ross gently swirled his tongue around the hot rod in his mouth, Yuan had to bite back a scream. It only got worse when Ross began to bob his head up and down slowly, tantalisingly. A tongue flicked out, tasting a bit of the mage’s precum, and Ross grinned at the taste. It was different, but quite alluring to him. So, in the hopes of drawing out more, he began to suck.
That was too much for poor Yuan, who had never even imagined that sex could feel this good, and the redhead boy came hard in the brunette’s anxious mouth, voicing his pleasure with a massive scream. His seed was quickly sucked down the other’s throat, but Ross didn’t quite yet have the experience he needed, and some of it trickled out of his mouth.
When Yuan finally found the strength to open his eyes again, he looked up to see that Ross was above him, a couple trails of cum down the side of his mouth. Yuan reached up, gathering them with his fingers, and laid back as Ross kissed him. Yuan could taste himself in Ross’ mouth, but he was more interested in doing something else at the moment.
When Yuan gasped into the kiss, Ross was forced to break it, and he lifted himself up a little bit, looking around to see what had caused Yuan to gasp. Then he saw.
Yuan had pushed one of his cum-lubricated fingers into his rear, trying to stretch himself out. Ross flushed even redder than he had before, which now matched the look Yuan had on his face, as the younger tried to prepare himself.
“What are you doing...?” Ross asked, as Yuan slipped a second finger inside, beginning to slide them in and out.
“I want you... inside me... Ross...” Yuan moaned out, and both boys blushed a bit harder. He gasped again as he slipped his third finger inside. He knew he should have been going slower, but he was getting so hard again already, just from the thought of having Ross inside of him, claming him, making him feel good...
Ross nodded, and slid a bit down Yuan’s body, positioning himself. Yuan pulled his fingers out, and was glad at how soon the missing pleasure was replaced by something harder, thicker, and longer. And much, much faster than he could take.
“R-ROSS!” Yuan shouted in a mix of pleasure and pain.
Ross started, but didn’t pull out - Yuan was so tight that he felt like he could never move again and be happy for the rest of eternity. “I-I’m sorry, Yuan... Do... what should I...?”
“Just wait a moment...” Yuan whispered, as he clenched the sheets, a couple tears trickling along the sides of his eyes. Ross gently leaned over and licked them up as they fell away. Finally, after a little bit he began to relax. “...Okay, Ross. Please. I want you to make me yours...”
And that was an offer Ross just couldn’t refuse. Slowly, he began to slide in and out of his loverboy, not removing himself too much before thrusting back in. Yet, it quickly became obvious that he wasn’t going to be able to hold himself to a slow pace for Yuan’s sake for long.
And neither did Yuan want this.
“Come on... Ross... Faster...” Yuan pleaded, his cock twitching at the torturous pleasure its owner was receiving.
Ross obliged quite happily, beginning to steadily pick up his speed, gently shaking the bed beneath them. The pace started to grow faster and faster, and somewhere in the mix Ross reached down, grabbed Yuan’s second erection in his hand, and began to jack his friend off at the same time.
Yuan’s moans became louder and louder, as Ross continued to speed up, to the point where he was pounding into Yuan almost savagely, intent on making sure that Yuan was his, and even more intent on finding sweet release. Yuan, too, was nearing that edge. He was thrusting himself down on Ross every time, to try and get his friend to go deeper, to strike that spot inside of him harder and harder each time.
Ross growled, above him. “Gods, Yuan... I can’t... keep going much longer...”
“It’s alright... I’m almost... oh gods... R-Ross!”
With that scream, Yuan climaxed for the second time, with such force that his cum sprayed up and splashed on Ross’ chest and abs. His muscles clenched up throughout his whole body, and he became suddenly much tighter around Ross’ boyhood, forcing his partner to come as well. Yuan was overcome by the feeling of the heat that was filling him up, and felt nearly ready to pass out, as Ross gave a couple final thrusts, making sure both were completely sated, before he collapsed, still half-lying on the equally tired Yuan, but not pulling out.
The two lay, panting, for a while. Then, finally, they were startled back to reality by the sound of their door opening.
Ross looked over his shoulder, and Yuan looked over Ross’, and they both saw Franz standing there in the doorway, wearing nothing except for a pair of breeches that looked as though they had been put on without much effort, by tired hands. Franz and Forde had taken the room right next to them, and they had probably woken the two up from their slumber.
Looking over their combined form, it was obvious to Franz what the two of them had been doing. After all, both were still naked, on top of the bed, seed still fresh on both of their bodies, Ross still planted quite firmly between Yuan’s legs, and apparently with no intent of removing himself for a while yet.
They were, quite simply, caught.
But Franz didn’t seem to care at all. “The next time you two loverboys decide to get it on, can’t you keep it quiet?” he demanded, as a sleepy-looking Forde walked up beside him, looking just as not surprised to see the sight, and no more dressed than his younger brother was. “How’d you like it if me and Forde kept you guys up for another hour or so after screwing?”
“...You know, that’s not a bad idea,” Forde grinned and wrapped an arm possessively around his younger brother.
Yuan and Ross both gaped in surprise as the realisation hit them.
Thankfully, though, the night would remain quiet - Franz turned down the offer (I’m too tired, brother... you know you do that to me...), and Yuan and Ross were finally able to get a bit of rest.
Ross pulled at the sheets that were scattered amongst the bed, and finally managed to draw them over him and Yuan. They had to roll about a bit, so the smaller, lighter Yuan was resting on Ross’ chest, but in the end the stronger boy was still buried in the weaker, who was pleasantly curled up against his lover’s chest.
“...Loverboys, huh?” Ross mumbled, tiredly, his eyes fluttering half-shut.
“...I like that idea,” Yuan giggled.
“...Yeah. I do too, love,” Ross smiled, as he kissed Yuan one last time, before the two of them fell asleep, quite content.