The Stone is Cast

Title: The Stone is Cast
Author: Akari Kaiku
Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Pairing: Asch/Luke
Summary: Luke wanted to ask Asch about something important, but Asch didn’t want to listen, so Luke did something very stupid. He evoked Asch’s fury.
Perspective: Third Person
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Sex, slight angst, M/M, and WAFF
Word count: 4,469
Spoilers: Mild if any
Theme #97 of 100
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of the Abyss, or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Tales of the Abyss belongs to Namco.
Author’s note: This is the second of 100 one shots I plan on writing. This is for theme number ninety-seven: Writer’s Choice.

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“You really are an idiot aren’t you?” the blood red haired Asch questioned while looking at Luke as if he was some kind of stray puppy. Asch had of late been very irritated with the lighter haired boy simply due to the fact that Luke kept trying to talk to Asch through the mental link that the two shared. Luke had no idea how many times he had actually been successful in opening the link. Asch had always ignored anything that the younger red head said to him. It wasn’t as if Luke had anything important to tell Asch anyway. The God-General always knew about things long before Luke did so he never needed to listen to Luke warning him about traps or people coming to get him.

“Don’t call me an idiot!” Luke growled stomping his foot before shooting a weak glare at Asch. Between the two Asch had always been better at life threatening death glares. “I’m serious!”

“You should just quit while you’re ahead, reject.” Asch commented before he flicked his hair at Luke and walked away.

‘I hate it when he just ignores me like that!’ Luke hissed in his mind balled his fists. ‘Why won’t you answer my question you jerk!?’ Luke shouted mentally before he looked around on the snowy ground.

They were in Keterburg and it was snowing at the moment so patches of new and soft snow was scattered about giving Luke a very bad idea. The young Luke never thought about what consequences he would suffer for committing such a crime but he was sick of Asch ignoring him when he was trying to get an answer to a very complex question. At least, it was complex to him.

In a last ditch effort to get Asch’s full attention Luke scooped up two handfuls of snow before he made it into a lose ball and then threw it at the back of Asch’s head. The God-General stopped dead in his tracks after the ball of white ice broke over the back of his head, and only when Luke finally realized what he had done did he feel that his life was in bitter danger.

“That….” Luke pointed trying to point out that he had just put action to a bad idea. Asch turned on heel with a glare that should have killed the younger right on the spot. “Never mind!” Luke shouted before he turned and began running at a rather fast pace. Only when he heard the crunch of snow behind him did he pick up speed until he was at the point where he would not be able to stop himself from slipping when he turned.

‘He’s gonna fricken’ kill me!’ Luke cried loudly in his mind before he reached his hand out and grabbed hold of the post end of the stairs leading up to the hotel. ‘I’m gonna die at the age of seven!’ Luke squeezed his eyes closed for a second before he ran through the doors of the hotel and to the elevator.

The doors were slowly closing and Luke prayed that he would make it through. If he didn’t he was going to be a very dead noble and it would be his own fault. To his left Luke heard Guy call to him but the green eyed boy ignored the blonde and managed to slip in-between the slowly closing doors, and by the time Luke turned around to see how far back Asch was the doors had closed right in the older red head’s face.

Luke felt his breath stall before realized that for the time being he was safe. Now, if he could make it to his room he imagined he would be safe from harms way. Tomorrow, Asch will have blown off his steam and Luke would never ask his original for anything ever again. He hoped that the worst he would get was a snowball with a rock in it thrown at him. He knew that Asch was not that childish however and that his life would be a very short one.

‘Maybe I should tell everyone good bye?’ Luke wondered as he reached for the button to go to the fourth floor.

He was the only one of the party on that floor because Jade more or less demanded that they all have separate rooms. There were only five empty rooms on the sixth floor and one empty room on the fourth so Jade proposed that they draw straws and to Luke’s luck he drew the marked one right off the bat. It wasn’t a trick that Jade had pulled either because the Necromancer showed Luke the rest of the straws and commented that the red head just had the worst possible luck.

‘And worse common sense.’ Luke added to his memory before the elevator doors opened and Luke poked his head out. When he was met with no signs of Asch he quickly jogged to his room, unlocked, and opened the door.

Just as the door swung open Luke heard the stomping of feet behind him and before he realized it someone had pushed him face-to-carpet into his room. The red head sat up quickly, rubbing his face, until he heard the door shut then a soft click from the lock being twisted shut. ‘Shit…’ The young noble thought as he turned to look at Asch who had a few random and melting snowflakes in his hair.

“You picked a fight, replica.” Asch glared cracking his knuckles. “And then you ran which increased your punishment. Now the question is…what kind do you want?”

“The kind that doesn’t hurt?” Luke chuckled nervously hoping that Asch wouldn’t hurt him too badly.

“No. Such. Thing.” Asch said pointedly before he stepped toward Luke and yanked him up by his coat. Luke squeezed his eyes shut expecting a punch but was surprised when he was thrown on the squishy bed.

“Umm…” Luke started, about to explain that being thrown on a bed did not hurt but paused when he saw Asch had stared to take off his uniform. First came the black and red tabard which fell to the floor in a silent mess then Asch moved to remove his long gloves and let them fall to the floor to join the ridiculous looking uniform piece. After both gloves were off Asch undid his sword belt and laid his sword on the dresser across from the bed. He then turned to Luke and motioned for the younger red head to give Asch his weapon. “What are you gonna do?”

“Just give me your damn sword, or would you rather I seriously just kill you?” Asch’s tone was stern which made Luke jump a little before he handed over his sword without another word.

After Asch put Luke’s weapon along side his own he sat on the foot of the bed and began to take off his long boots. Luke felt a little weird just sitting there watching Asch strip off his uniform so Luke looked at his hands before getting the idea to take off his gloves, shoes, and coat. It took him next to no time to take off the said clothing and that was when he got an idea in his head.

“Asch…Are you going to wrestle me or something?” Luke questioned with a raised eyebrow. “I know the snowball was a cheep shot and all but can’t we let that slide?”
Asch’s back was to Luke at the time the question flew from the replica’s mouth and all the God-General could do was grit his teeth so he wouldn’t laugh. Once he had control over himself he cleared his throat and turned to Luke. “It is a form of wrestling if you want an overall view of it.”

“I don’t get it.” Luke stated poorly with an expression of complete bewilderment.

“I didn’t expect a replica reject like you to understand.” Asch sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. As he did so a knock issued from the door and Guy’s voice asked if Luke was alright. “If you don’ tell him that you’re fine and that you ran through the lobby for reasons other then running from me I will kill you without restraint.” Asch stated in cold blood.

“R…Right.” Luke nodded his head before he slowly stood from the bed and walked to the door trying to think up a very convincing white lie. “What did you need?” Luke asked after he opened the door.

“Are you alright? You ran through the lobby like a bat out of hell, with Asch hot on your tail to top it off.” Guy questioned looking behind Luke to see if anyone else was in the room.

“I’m fine, I really had to go to the bathroom and Asch wanted to ask me what we were going to do next. He got the impression I was running from him because I didn’t want to tell him what we were doing next so he chased after me.” Luke lied smoothly which surprised both of the red heads.

“O…kay…” Guy said slowly. “Where’s Asch?”

“He took the stairs down.” Luke pointed out into the hall way. “I’m about to go to sleep. Kinda tired you know?”

“Right.” Guy sighed scratching the side of his head. “Well, get some rest then, Nephry wanted to brief us on the conditions of Mt. Roneal tomorrow.”

After Luke told Guy that he understood the red head watched Guy leave then shut the door and locked it again. He had no idea what was going to happen to him so he went along with the situation that Asch had already set up. It was better to go with the God-General then against him at this point. Luke was about to question what was going to happen next when Asch grabbed him and threw him on the bed again. “That’s going to get old fast you know?” Luke mumbled sitting up while rubbing the top of his head that had hit the back board of the bed.

“That should be the last time I throw you so I wouldn’t worry about it, reject.” Asch said in Luke’s ear at almost a whisper.

“When did--!” Luke started before Asch’s hand covered the younger’s mouth.

The older gave Luke a hush before he removed the hand and bumped their noses together lightly. “You look flushed…” Asch pointed out as Luke’s face began to heat up quickly from the closeness. Luke moved to push Asch away but the God-General was heavier then he looked. Luke made the comment for Asch to get off which only made the older teen press against Luke more. “As if…You haven’t been thoroughly punished for throwing that snow at me, so until I punish you you’ll just have to stay put.”

“S-so…What does this have to do with a punishment?” Luke swallowed down a lump that had begun to form in his throat.

“It’s very simple, you get punished for throwing things.” Asch said smoothly into Luke’s ear before he licked the lobe. “And don’t you dare try to stop me.”

“What are you doing!?” Luke said loudly before Asch began to nibble and suck on Luke’s ear lobe then make his way to Luke’s neck and down to his collar bone.

“Just shut up. Eventually you’ll start to enjoy this.” Asch said as he brought his face up to Luke’s then kissed him causing Luke to gasp so the God-General took his chance to slip his tongue in and explore the inside of Luke’s hot cavern. After a few seconds of kissing Luke Asch began to work on taking off his tunic. It easily slid off his shoulders and soon fell to the floor to be forgotten until Asch decided to put his clothes back on.

“S-stop!” Luke tried to call when Asch’s lips moved to his neck but it came out as a weak sigh. His original’s lips worked wonders on his skin and he could feel a tightness beginning to form in his pants.

Luke felt a strong wave of embarrassment wash over him before he worked up enough strength to push Asch off of the bed. “STOP IT!” Luke shouted before he grabbed the pillow behind him and hugged it tightly trying to protect himself from the other. “What are you thinking!?” Luke questioned breathing deeply trying to recover from Asch’s assault.

Asch looked up at Luke from the floor before he chuckled and scooted back to press his back against the wall next to the window. “I should have known that you are completely naïve in this particular of life.” Asch said as he put his hand to his face then slowly moved it back pushing his fallen hair back with the motion. “Forget it, replica.” Asch muttered.

Outside the sun had finally faded away and was replaced by the half moon. Insipid light poured in through the glass casting a pale glow on the God-General’s skin. Asch had closed his eyes long ago and now Luke found himself staring at Asch’s near flawless skin in the dim moon light. He wondered how Asch had acquired the title Asch the Bloody without as much as a scar on his torso.

“That’s because there not anywhere near my torso.” Asch muttered as he had heard Luke’s wonderings. “Certain things come not by battles on the field but battles on softer grounds.” Asch’s tone had become low and dejected while his face showed a bitter smile.

“Asch?” Luke said before the older red head stood up quickly to leave. He’d had enough and he thought it was best to leave before he spilled some very personal information to the younger replica.

Luke called for Asch to stop as the God-General began to put his tunic back on quickly. When Asch did not stop Luke stood quickly and hugged his original from behind trying his best to stop Asch from leaving. Luke felt like they were finally getting around to understanding one another and just when he thought it was going good Asch decided to try and leave.

“Don’t leave!”

“Let go dreck!” Asch growled as he grasped Luke’s hands. The light haired boy held on tighter trying his best not to let go of Asch, trying his best to keep his original from leaving. “I said let go!”

“No!” Luke shouted burying his face into Asch’s back. “I wanna know about you! I wanna know what happened to you!”

“What for!? It won’t change anything! It won’t make a damn difference about anything that’s happened or that’s going to happen!” Asch shouted before he managed to pull Luke’s hands off. He then spun around to come face to face with Luke who had begun to cry out of frustration. “Anything you would learn about me won’t change anything.”

“You don’t know that.” Luke swallowed hard keeping himself from braking down into complete tears. “I wanna know.”

“You want to know that badly do you?” Asch hissed pushing the two of them back to the bed. “The only way you could ever know is to experience it for yourself.” Asch’s breath ghosted over Luke’s neck which caused the younger to shiver under Asch. “I don’t think that you’d even be able to handle a gentle version of it.” Asch scoffed picking himself up off of Luke and sat on the foot of the bed next to him.

Luke lay still for a minute as he tried to figure out why his heart started racing when Asch was on top of him. He lost understanding of anything Asch was talking about but all the same…He wanted to know.

Luke reached up and grabbed Asch’s sleeve trying his best to sound strong. “Show me.” Luke’s lip trembled as he felt a small bat of fear in the pit of his stomach. Asch’s gaze was cold and disbelieving that Luke really wanted to know.

“Stop trying to be strong where you’re weak…Luke.” Asch muttered looking away from the said male. “Just go to sleep. I’ll leave soon.”

Luke did not like were the conversation was going so he sat up in an attempt to try to initiate something that would make Asch show Luke what had happened. Luke turned Asch’s face toward him then lightly pressed his lips to Asch’s in a sweet kiss.

He was uncertain of what he was doing but he wanted to learn. ‘Who better to teach me then you?’ Luke thought before drawing back to look at Asch. For some reason his heart ached and he felt a slight sorrow in place of fear.

“Alright…” Asch muttered before he pushed Luke back on the bed again. “Just don’t yell at me when you don’t like it anymore.” He said in a sad tone of voice.

Luke had no time respond as Asch had again pressed their lips together in a forceful kiss making Luke open his mouth so Asch could again taste the inside. Luke felt the small flutter of uncertainty rise again before he decided to kiss back, wrapping his arms around Asch’s neck to deepen the kiss. As Luke deepened the kiss Asch took the moment to pick the younger up slightly to put him up higher on the bed. The last thing he needed was to fall in the middle of screwing the replica into the bed.

Once Luke was in place the light haired boy reached up and slipped Asch’s tunic off once again. He was now letting instinct tell him what to do and so far it was telling him that he needed to get any fabric off of either of them. Asch chose at the time to quickly remove Luke’s short shirt before he returned the kissing the younger noble. Asch slowly moved away from Luke’s mouth and to his cheek bone, neck and then to his chest where Asch began to suck, kiss, and nibble on one nipple after the other.

Luke was rather responsive to the treatment that Asch was giving him. He shuddered under almost every touch and moaned into each kiss. Luke had never done anything like this before, he had rarely even considered touching himself so everything being done to him he felt more then anyone else would have. Then, just when Luke thought he had enough Asch reached down and touched the lighter haired Fabre’s member through his pants. It had grown rather hard with the handling that Luke was receiving on his upper body and the sudden touch made Luke gasp then grasp Asch’s shoulders.

“Should I stop?” Asch asked showing actual concern for once.

“N-no. I’m okay, keep going.” Luke huffed before Asch nodded and began to take Luke’s pants off of him. After a few moments of wrestling with the fabric, Luke’s pants fell to the floor quickly followed by Asch’s.

“There is a point of no return.” Asch whispered as he slowly stroked over Luke’s member through his boxers. “You’ve got one last chance to say no.”

“I…I’m okay, please.” Luke shivered under Asch’s subtle touches trying his best not to tell his original to stop.

Asch slowly grinded his hips into Luke’s exciting them both to that point of no return Asch spoke about. Once Asch felt it was time he threw off the last pieces of clothing that separated the two from each other.

Asch stopped moving for a moment to take in the view that was Luke. Asch had never thought that anything was beautiful, but Luke made the exception. In the back of his mind Asch had to wonder if he was being a narcissist, thinking that Luke was beautiful, when Luke was very technically Asch. Luke’s pale skin glowed in the light of the moon that slipped in through the window, and the rise and fall of his chest made Asch’s mind buzz.

From that thought Asch slowly moved to Luke’s member, first gradually stroking it to bring it to full bloom. The God-General then casually licked the tip of Luke’s excretion before he brought it into his mouth fully working his tongue around the swollen member as he sucked. His movements began to simulate a thrusting motion as he began to move his head back and forth taking the younger’s member in deeper with each thrust and with each deeper thrust Luke’s moans grew in volume.

‘You’re this responsive from just this?’ Asch said mentally with a rather cocky tone. ‘Scream my name.’ Asch commanded seeming to have recovered from his slight emotional distress.

“A-ASCH!” Luke called obediently as he felt all the heat in his lower portion jet out into Asch’s mouth as the young noble climaxed hard.

Asch greeted the cum with an expecting moan before he quickly drank the fluid down. Making sure to suck anything left over out before he went back up to kiss Luke hard allowing the lighter red head to taste himself. “Surprisingly sweet.” Asch smirked looking into Luke’s eyes.

“S-stop making fun of me.” Luke flushed bright red while pushing Asch slightly away.

“I’m not making fun.” Asch cooed ghosting his hand over Luke’s bare and muscled stomach and up to cup his cheek. “If anything that’s a complement.” Asch said kissing Luke lightly before he slipped his tongue into the younger’s mouth.

Meanwhile, Asch’s free hand managed to find its way back to Luke’s reemerging lower half. This time though instead of simply pleasing Luke he carefully slipped his index with Luke’s entrance. The younger red head broke the kiss with a surprised gasp. The finger inside him was far too foreign and it didn’t help Luke’s discomfort when Asch added another finger.

Luke began to shake rather violently from the intrusion but never said to stop. Not that Asch could stop at this point. He needed a release and Luke was just the tool he needed for that release.

His fingers pressed in and out a few times then made a scissoring motion before Asch pulled them out and positioned his tip at Luke’s entrance. “This will feel extremely uncomfortable at first.” Asch said pressing up against Luke a little. “Ready?”

Luke didn’t respond for a few seconds. Truthfully he was terrified at what was happening. He could never remember being this scared before in his entire seven years of living. ‘I know it’s a lot to ask but trust me.’ Asch nudged Luke mentally.

‘Okay.’ Luke nodded before Asch returned the motion before pushing into Luke quickly. After he entered Asch began to shake. He had never expected Luke to be this tight or this hot. He felt as if Luke was swallowing his shaft whole which easily caused Asch to want nothing more then to fuck the replica until the springs broke.

The God-General had to use every bit of self control he had to stop from just ramming into Luke without mercy. Asch was surprised at himself. He had been given far cruller treatment then what he was giving Luke. Then he realized; he did not want to stoop to the level of those to had taken advantage of him. Besides, other then this little bed fiasco and Akzeriuth, Luke was pure and unsoiled by the world.

In the time Asch spent thinking Luke had grown adjusted to Asch within him. The younger red head and never expected to feel anything like what he was feeling. It just felt wrong that there was anything that could hard and hot within him like Asch was.

After surveying Luke carefully Asch began to move. Slow at first so that Luke wouldn’t be torn, then faster until Asch found Luke’s prostate. Once Asch hit that spot Luke let out a rather loud moan as he griped the sheets tightly.

The younger really could be loud if he let himself go. It was indeed a good thing that there was no one else in his party on this floor or it would have led to the door being broken down long ago. Asch thought about saying something about the level of Luke’s voice but instead smiled. The difference between the loud outbursts Luke was giving now compared to when Asch made the younger climax the first time was that these would by no mistake sex moans. Anyone that came by would probably dismiss it or wait until later to question about it.

“A-Asch! Faster!” Luke moaned as Asch assaulted the prostate over and over again causing stars to appear in Luke’s vision.

Asch happily obeyed increasing his speed until he felt a soon coming release. In response to the oncoming climax Asch grabbed Luke’s member and began to pump in it time with his thrusts. “Ah, no! It’s too much at once!” Luke cried out in mid-moan as Asch plunged into him over and over again. With each movement the two red heads came closer and closer until finally Luke came, shooting seed into Asch’s hand and across their stomachs.

As he climaxed Luke tightened the area that Asch was driving into and in result sent Asch over the edge. The original pushed in hard as he released into Luke until he was sure that the younger was completely full. After a few seconds of stillness Asch pulled out of Luke before flopping over beside the replica.

Both red heads were breathing deeply and covered in cum, sweat, and saliva. Luke looked into Asch’s eyes with a tired but affectionate look. Regardless of how things were outside, in this room, at this moment, Luke loved Asch. Even if Asch had simply just used him to relive sexual stress, Luke was happy.

“You’re too naïve.” Asch shook his head sitting up. “You don’t even know what love is. You’re just a kid.” Asch looked to the floor; he had just had sex with his replica. Why?

“I’m not kid.” Luke growled. Guy had used that same kind of term on him before.

“Whatever.” Asch said moving to stand. He had to leave before something happened that would seriously glue him to Luke. Right now he could simply dismiss it as a quick fuck, but he stayed long then it might not stay that way.

“You’re leaving?” Luke questioned grabbing Asch’s hand.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

Asch said nothing for a long time. He just sat still looking at the floor as if he was trying to figure out what he was going to do. He wanted to leave so he wouldn’t grow attached to Luke. “Because this wasn’t anything more then a quick fuck.” Asch said coldly looking to look with distant eyes.

“I see.” Luke bit his lip. He wanted to ask Asch something but he didn’t know how to ask.

“Out with it, what do you want?” Asch less then snapped at Luke.

“I promise not to think anymore of what you did then just as you said but…would you stay here tonight?” Luke asked the older Fabre. “The inn and the hotel are completely maxed out, and its night outside so walking to the Albiore would be difficult if not impossible, so please. Stay with me a little while longer. Even if you’re gone when I wake up that’s fine. Once we leave this room it’ll be like nothing happened right?”

Asch was surprised that Luke understood him at all. The God-General supposed that Luke had a point and that it wouldn’t hurt to reward Luke for staying more or less realistic. “Just for tonight, and like you said I probably won’t be here when you wake up.” Asch added.

“Okay.” Luke nodded with a smile.

“Go to sleep, idiot.” Asch muttered the insult that had started the night’s events. He patted Luke on the head before the two of them got comfortable. Luke laid half on Asch’s chest while Asch loosely held Luke close, and as time passed Asch found himself growing attached. “And you started this.” He whispered kissing Luke’s forehead before he put his eyes to rest.

“Sleep well, Luke.”

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The Stone is Cast End

It was cute at the end! I didn’t really know what I was doing. I had most of this written for a while and just now decided to finish it and submit it. I think I could have written better smut then this but its just one of many to come. Thanks for reading.

Akari_Kaiku