Reaction

Title: Reaction
Author: LostinThought8
Dedication: for Krystal, with love
Spoilers: None, just conjecture, speculation, and general AR-ness
Word Count: 4,538 counting Author’s Note
Pairing: Lumaria/Even (aka pre-Organization MarVex)
Warnings: PWP-ish, Anal, Oral, Lumaria wheedling sex out of Even, some hurt/comfort.

/Author’s Note/: A combination of college and laptop malfunctions have kept me from posting anything at all in the past couple of months, so I thought posting this one-shot would be a good way to get back into the swing of things. I’d promised Krystal a PWP for Christmas, which was originally going to be a XemSai. Then it became a Saxel, and then a Zemyx…and now, months after Christmas, I ended up writing her more of what I wrote her for her birthday. It’s fitting, I suppose, because I’ve been on a real BBS kick lately, especially when concerning Ansem the Wise’s apprentices. So enjoy, Krystal, and weren’t the four months you waited for this worth it?


Even took a deep breath, focusing all of his attentions on the test tube half full of ammonia and bleach that was clutched in his left hand. Steady now, Even, he thought to himself, as he slowly maneuvered an eyedropper of formaldehyde so that its tip was poised just above the test tube. All he needed to do now was add a drop of formaldehyde to the ammonia and bleach mixture, and, if the theories he’d spent three weeks researching in the castle library were correct, he would observe a chemical reaction that had never been seen before. Even paused a moment before squeezing on the dropper to fully savor the moment. He was making history here! A slight smile passed over his thin, pale face at the thought of the acclaim he would receive. Ansem the Wise would be so proud. And above all else Even, like the other Apprentices, strove to make Ansem the Wise proud. He’d taken Even and the others in, given them a future and opportunities where they would otherwise have had none. Even himself had been an orphan, huddling in alleyways at night for what little warmth he could find, before Ansem had found him and given him a new life in the castle. Even owed everything he had to the ruler of Radiant Garden.

Even had carefully chosen this time to perform his experiment, because none of the other five Apprentices were around to potentially screw up his results. Braig, Dilan, and Aeleus were out in the courtyard training. Xehanort was in the library absorbed in books about the effects of light and darkness on the heart, which had become usual for him as of late. Ansem the Wise himself had taken Ienzo out to the forest on the outskirts of Radiant Garden to search for rare plants which the youngest Apprentice could study. No one could possibly ruin this moment, soon to become one of the best in Even’s life. Mind buzzing with the future praise of an entire world’s scientific community, he squeezed on the rubber end of the eyedropper-

“Why, hello there, beautiful!”

-Even jumped three inches off the floor as a pair of strong arms circled him from behind. A high-pitched “eep!” escaped his throat. He whirled around to see who it was who had assaulted him, and in his shock he dropped the test tube and eyedropper he’d been holding so carefully only a moment before. Both instruments, which were made of sterilized glass, shattered into pieces upon hitting the lab floor, spilling their chemical contents everywhere.

Practically hissing in a combination of alarm and anger, Even shoved his visitor away from the chemicals now trickling across the floor, managing to get a good look at him in the process. In front of him was a man dressed in elegant spring green robes trimmed in gold, his deep, almost hypnotic sapphire blue eyes twinkling at Even with an expression of deep amusement. Dusky rose-pink hair hung in perfectly messy waves down to his shoulders. The man was only a few inches shorter than Even himself, and physically fit as well, his muscles rippling subtly under his clothes. In short, he was drop-dead gorgeous.

And right now, he was laughing-actually laughing!-at his near-brush with chemicals that could potentially burn a person’s skin off. “Oh, Even,” he sighed, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye, “this must be the fifth time you’ve had to save me from something in your laboratory since I’ve been coming here to visit you. What is it with your attraction to all these dangerous experiments?”

Even cast a forlorn look over his shoulder at the remains of his history-making chemical reaction, now hissing and bubbling and creating a brownish stain on the formerly pristine lab floor. “Lumaria,” he hissed, clenching his hands into fists at his sides, practically shaking with fury. His perfect experiment, the one he had spent countless hours researching inside the library…it had all been ruined by Lumaria, the son of the Duke of the Rose Order in Radiant Garden. And, for lack of a better term, Even’s boyfriend. Although right now, Even wanted nothing more than to take the big Erlenmeyer flask on the lab table to his left and conk Lumaria over the head with it.

“Right here, baby,” Lumaria said, smiling in that seductive way of his that never failed to leave Even a puddle of incoherent goo at his feet. He stepped forward and again wrapped his arms around Even, gently biting and then kissing at the inch of neck exposed above the collar of Even’s white lab coat. One hand wound its way up onto Even’s head, gently removing his protective goggles and tossing them aside. “ You want to go somewhere more…private?”

Even felt his face, as well as a more private area, heat up with desire. A part of him desperately wanted to say yes to Lumaria, to go up to his room and melt into sweet release beneath the pink-haired man’s skilled tongue and mouth, as they had done many times before now. But another part, a larger, more rational part of Even, was still thinking of the shattered glass and chemicals on the floor, of his wrecked experiment. And for the first time since he’d started dating Lumaria, Even felt well and truly pissed off.

“Lumaria!” Even yelled, wriggling out of the pink-haired nobleman’s grasp. “Do you have any idea what you did!?”

“Uh…no?” Lumaria looked at Even, confusion written all over his handsome features. “I only came to visit you…”

Even snapped.

“YOU RUINED MY EXPERIMENT, YOU IDIOT!” The blond Apprentice roared, pale face slowly turning bright scarlet as he released his anger. “I WAS TRYING TO CREATE A CHEMICAL REACTION THAT HAD NEVER BEFORE BEEN SEEN, AND YOU HAD TO COME ALONG AND BREAK MY CONCENTRATION! NOW I DON’T KNOW WHEN I’LL GET ANOTHER CHANCE TO BE ALONE IN THE LAB AND GET IT RIGHT!!”

Lumaria took a step back, his eyes wide in surprise, staring at his boyfriend. He hadn’t thought Even capable of such anger. He’d gotten annoyed at him, certainly…Even was almost perpetually annoyed at Lumaria, actually. But he’d never been outright angry like this before. He seemed to tower over Lumaria, his normally pale face flushed with temper. A few strands of his long, light blond hair had come free from their ponytail to hang in his face, and in his normally beautiful frosty green eyes, Lumaria could see a storm.

“I’m…I’m sorry, Even,” he whispered, taking another step back. “I didn’t mean to…”

Seeing the reaction he’d inspired in his boyfriend, the way he was tense to the point of fleeing, Even visibly deflated. His eyes cleared to their usual wintry green color and his face lightened. “Lumaria…” he said softly, realizing that the pink-haired man had been afraid of him. And that realization caused a pang of fear in Even’s own gut. Certainly, he sometimes wished the other Apprentices would respect him a bit more, but Even never wanted to actually scare anybody. Such a thing would be terrible…

Just then the door to the lab opened and Xehanort barged in, so absorbed in his research that he was blind to the emotional mess going on. “Need the lab, sorry,” he said loudly, making a beeline for the nearest empty table. In one arm he balanced a stack of books, in another a box of what looked like old Valentine’s Day decorations.

Even allowed himself a second to ponder the strange and insane directions that Xehanort’s research on hearts seemed to be taking before he fled the lab, running past Lumaria and up the main spiral staircase to the fourth floor. He didn’t pause when he reached the landing, but continued straight down the hall to his room, closing the door behind him with a loud BANG and collapsing on the bed, turning to stare blankly up at the ceiling.

Even blinked hard and bit his lip to keep from crying. Real men don’t cry, he reminded himself harshly, thinking of the reactions Braig and Dilan would have if they ever saw him crying. It was over, now, between him and Lumaria. The nobleman would never want to see him again. Even would be lucky if Lumaria even glanced his way on the street from now on. After all, who would want to stay with someone who scared you when they got angry?

He was surprised by how much the knowledge that Lumaria would never see him again, never touch him again, never kiss him again or convince him to have sex in semi-private locations again hurt. It was as if he’d been kicked in the gut, then rolled down a hill to get trampled on in Radiant Garden’s marketplace. Somewhere along the way, he realized dully, as he’d been desperately trying to keep Lumaria away from him, trying to keep romantic entanglements out of his life in favor of science, he had fallen madly, hopelessly in love with the pink-haired nobleman.

Even had never really understood why Lumaria had wanted him in the first place. The man could have had anyone in the city, and yet he’d chosen Even…Even, who was too tall, too thin, and whose hips were too bony and feminine. Whose hair hung flat and limp around his waist, whose skin was too pale from too many hours inside the castle, doing endless research and experiments. Even, whose voice was too shrill, who was too annoying, too much of a perfectionist, and overall much too weak. And because of all those things, no one really tolerated him outside of his fellow Apprentices.

But Lumaria…Lumaria had somehow been able to look past all that. He’d wanted Even from the moment he’d laid eyes on him. He said that Even was absolutely perfect. Lumaria was always saying that nobody else’s skin or hair was as fine as his, no one else’s eyes were his exact, lovely shade of green. No one else’s hips were as well made for…well. Even felt his face warm up at the thought of that particular comment.

Even abruptly turned over onto his stomach, burying his face into his pillow to hide the tears prickling at the corners of his eyes. He was so focused on trying to keep himself together that he didn’t notice his bedroom door open quietly, or someone’s footsteps tread softly across the floor toward him. However, Even did notice the slight dip in the bed as someone sat down on the edge and stretched out a hand to gently stroke his hair. It was a rough and slightly callused hand from hours spent working in a garden, despite the pretty appearance of the man to whom the hand belonged. This was a touch that Even would know anywhere, and he leaned slightly into it, making a soft, appreciative noise deep in his throat.

“Why are you here?” The blond murmured, still not looking up from his pillow. “Why didn’t you go back home? I thought I scared you. You deserve so much better than me, Lumaria…”

Lumaria’s soft chuckle floated above him. “Silly Even,” he said. “There is no one better for me in this entire world than you.”

At this, Even lifted his head up to regard his boyfriend with narrow-eyed suspicion. “You’re not just saying this because you want sex, are you?”

“What? No! How could you even think such a thing?” Lumaria spluttered. Even, however, just continued to stare at Lumaria, and after about a minute the pink-haired man flushed slightly and averted his gaze to the floor. “Well…maybe a little,” he admitted. “You can always figure me out, can’t you, Even?”

“When it comes to sex, I’m afraid you’re incredibly easy to.”

“See, I told you. We’re perfect for each other,” Lumaria murmured, and then he leaned in and fastened his lips onto Even’s. The Apprentice’s eyes widened in shock as Lumaria reached around the back of his head and gently pulled out the rubber band that was tying his hair back, allowing the long, pale locks to fan out behind him.

“You’re gorgeous,” Lumaria whispered, nipping at Even’s bottom lip and running his hands through his loose blond hair, “so fucking beautiful…” At that, Even tried to say something, but was cut off by Lumaria’s tongue delving into his mouth, curling pleasantly along his teeth and arching against the roof of his mouth. Finally giving in a little, Even sighed into the kiss, and pushed his own tongue up against his lover’s, leaning into Lumaria’s broader chest.

Grinning slightly, Lumaria brought his hands up and pushed Even back onto the bed, climbing over his legs and straddling him as he did so. The two reluctantly broke their kiss, both slightly red-faced and breathless from having gone so long without air. “So what do you say?” The pink-haired man asked. “It can’t hurt to have a little romp, can it?”

“Lumaria, for heaven’s sake, not everything has to be about sex!” Even half-growled, trying to push himself away from the nobleman. Lumaria, however, was not about to give up the prospect of sex so easily. He was, after all, a duke’s son, and was used to getting whatever he wanted, when he wanted it. And right now, what he wanted was Even, naked and writhing beneath him on the bed. He clamped his arms around the blond scientist tightly, nuzzling and nipping at his neck so that Even ceased struggling, instead half-closing his eyes with pleasure and letting a quiet little moan slip out of his lips.

Lumaria grinned. He had the scientist trapped.

“So what you’re trying to say,” Lumaria murmured, biting and licking and kissing an impressive line of hickeys along Even’s neck and collarbone, “is that you don’t want sex?”

“Mmnn…yes! That’s exactly what I’m trying to…to say…” Even muttered, quickly becoming more flustered as Lumaria continued his ministrations along his neck, occasionally leaning back up to kiss his lips or lick around the sensitive shell of his ear. Lumaria’s smug grin widened as he realized he had Even exactly where he wanted him.

“Really?” The nobleman continued. “Because I think that this says differently.” He moved one of his hands downwards, slowly and sensually running the pads of his fingers over Even’s chest and abdomen and stomach, to tightly cup the hard, straining bulge in the Apprentice’s gray slacks.

“Ah! Lumaria…” Even moaned.

“Tell me what it is you want, Even dear.”

“I…want you to…to touch me,” Even muttered, his face going deep pink with embarrassment. Damn it, he had absolutely no idea how Lumaria managed to get by his defenses so quickly! But every time the pink-haired man touched him like this, Even felt a hot, burning desire in his stomach, something he’d never felt before in his entire life. And although he complained about it outwardly, Even wouldn’t have traded the feeling Lumaria gave him for anything in all of Radiant Garden.

“Excellent.” Lumaria said, and before Even’s lust-fogged brain could comprehend what was going on, his lover had pushed his trademark white lab coat off of his shoulders and tossed it onto the floor. Lumaria was able to draw a few more moans out of Even by massaging his stiff sex while he unbuttoned the Apprentice’s green shirt, which soon went the way of the lab coat. After that went Even’s slacks, shoes, boxers, and the ruffled purple ascot he wore at his neck. In the space of a few minutes, the blond was stark naked, his pink flush growing deeper as Lumaria ran his eyes over him.

“Absolutely perfect,” the nobleman muttered.

“How come you’re still dressed?!” Even growled, but Lumaria knew from the playful sparkle in his eyes-a sparkle that rarely came out, but oh, how Lumaria delighted when it did-that he wasn’t serious.

“Believe me, that won’t be a problem for much longer,” Lumaria said. After a few twists and turns that made Even’s already stiff cock stand up straighter, he was out of his elaborate robe and shoes, as naked as Even was. The blond couldn’t help but roll his eyes when he noticed that Lumaria hadn’t worn any underwear, though. Typical.

“Now…” Lumaria smirked, and leaned down to kiss Even once more. He ran his fingers through his lover’s long hair and appraised him as one might a bar of sea salt ice cream on a particularly hot day. “What would you like me to do to you, Even?”

“Lumaria…dammit…make me cum!” Even cried, writhing as he felt the nobleman’s touch upon him once again. He didn’t understand how in the world Lumaria could remain so calm, especially when Even could plainly see that the nobleman’s cock was just as stiff and aroused as his own.

“Such foul language,” Lumaria snickered, then leaned down to suck at one of Even’s perked nipples. Even hissed and brought his hands up to tangle in Lumaria’s wavy hair, pulling his head down for closer contact. The nobleman reciprocated, sucking and gently nibbling on the stiff flesh, stopping every now and then to roll and pinch between his fingers, until the nipple was a reddened, hard peak. Then he moved over to lavish the other one with the same attention.

“Lu…mar…ia…” Even bit out, as the pink-haired man moved, with agonizing slowness, away from Even’s chest and down to his stomach and abdomen. Lumaria bit and licked trails of hickeys leading ever downwards, all the while gently massaging the Apprentice’s bony hips. He made soft, gentle murmurs of approval as he did so, causing Even to yelp and buck his hips upward, his neglected cock straining fit to burst.

“F-fuck! Lumaria! Stop teasing me!”

“I can’t help it, darling. Your hips are just too perfect.” Lumaria made no secret out of practically worshiping Even’s hips, which were his favorite part of the blond’s anatomy besides his ass. Sometimes, just watching those hips curve in and out under Even’s lab coat as he puttered about was enough to get Lumaria up. Especially when they made other areas of Even’s body sway so enticingly…

The fact that Even’s hips were also particularly sensitive was only an added benefit, in Lumaria’s opinion.

“Please, please, Lumaria, just…” Even was practically whining now. Lumaria secretly loved getting Even this worked up. Knowing that he was the one making the blond go that enticing shade of pink, knowing that it was his kisses and touches and caresses that turned the normally reserved scientist into a creature crying out for release…it was almost as good as an actual orgasm. Almost, but not quite.

However, thinking of orgasm made Lumaria’s cock throb almost painfully. He figured he’d better quit teasing his scientist while he was ahead, or else he’d come before they’d gotten to any of the really good parts. “As you wish, then,” he said, and leaned down to swallow Even’s cock.

“Ah!” The Apprentice cried out as his sex was engulfed in Lumaria’s hot, wet mouth. Even didn’t think there were words for how good Lumaria was at giving blow jobs. The things that man could do with his mouth were simply obscene, especially for a nobleman. Lumaria sucked hard, bobbing his head up and down and drinking in the salty pre-cum already dripping copiously from Even’s penis. He swirled his tongue around the head and ran it up and down the sensitive vein at the base, all the while drinking in Even’s screams and gasps of pleasure.

After only a few minutes, Lumaria felt Even’s body tense beneath him. Sure enough, with a loud cry of “Lumaria!” Even came, arching his back so high it lifted clear off the bed. Lumaria drank down every last drop of the scientist’s cum, relishing its salty, slightly bitter taste. He had only a minute to reflect on how surprisingly flexible Even was during sex, surprisingly so, as he was particularly inflexible the rest of the time. Then the scientist went bony and limp and collapsed on the bed, Lumaria rolling up next to him.

Still panting and flushed from his orgasm, Even cuddled close to Lumaria, allowing the pink-haired man to wrap his arms around him. “That was good,” the scientist mumbled.

“Of course. It was me, how could it be otherwise?”

Even shoved him playfully. “Stuck-up royal brat.”

Lumaria laughed and flicked him on the nose. “Nerdy science boy.”

The nobleman allowed Even to relax and cuddle a few minutes more before he felt his cock starting to act up again. He groaned inwardly, remembering all too well that he hadn’t gotten his release yet. And Even was still right there next to him…

“Even, I’ve still got a bit of a problem here,” Lumaria said, showing the scientist his stiff cock.

Even heaved a sigh that was probably meant to be dramatic and long-suffering, but the effect was ruined somewhat when his breath hitched at the end because Lumaria had started massaging his own cock back into hardness. “Oh, all right then.”

“That’s the spirit.” Lumaria waited for Even to get the lube out of the secret compartment in the drawer of his bedside table before snatching said tube out of his lover’s hand, rolling him over, and climbing over his waist to straddle his legs.

“You could have asked for it nicely, you know,” Even said. “Maybe I wanted to use it for once, hmm?”

“Oh please, dear, you know I always top.” And with that, Lumaria generously slicked down his sex, enjoying the way that the action made Even’s cock flush a delightful shade of pink. The nobleman quickly coated his fingers in lube as well before positioning his fingers by the puckered hole of Even’s ass. “Ready?” He whispered, gently kissing the top of Even’s head.

“Yes, now get on with it already.”

Lumaria put a finger into Even’s ass, frowning slightly at Even’s hiss of pain. He hated it when his scientist was in any way uncomfortable. With that thought, Lumaria set about searching for that magic spot that would make Even writhe with pleasure. When he brushed up against it, he reveled in the gasp and long moan of want and longing that came from the blond beneath him.

“Lumaria, more…”

Grinning, Lumaria inserted another finger, making sure to hit Even’s prostate as he thrust and carefully scissoring with both fingers in order to minimize pain. Sure enough, Even’s initial cry at the entry of another finger was quickly drowned out by more load moans, and Lumaria was able to put in a third finger and continue thrusting and scissoring without much effort.

Seeing Even moaning and bucking beneath him, his cock flushed and leaking pre-cum, Lumaria knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “Even, I need you now,” he whispered against the blond’s ear, carefully removing his fingers and placing his cock by the entrance of Even’s ass. “Please, let me…”

“Fine! Just-just fuck me already!” Even cried. He thrust up towards Lumaria’s cock, aroused and desperate for stimulation.

Lumaria entered his lover in one quick thrust, enjoying the tight heat that squeezed his erection. “You feel amazing,” he grunted. Although the pink-haired man wanted nothing more than to simply fuck Even senseless, he forced himself to wait for Even to adjust. He was always careful not to hurt the Apprentice during sex. He had to remember that Even was fragile and delicate, a treasure that could break if not looked after properly…

“Lumaria, move already!”

…And sometimes, the scientist could be quite resilient. He never failed to surprise Lumaria, that was for sure. The pink-haired man pulled out of his ass, then carefully plunged back in, “Sing for me, dear,” he said as he moved.

Even moaned, an utterly wanton noise that had pre-cum dripping out of Lumaria’s cock in seconds. “Faster, Lumaria…harder…”

Not able to hold back himself, the nobleman picked up his pace, fucking Even hard and fast and hitting his prostate with each thrust. The Apprentice was quickly able to match Lumaria’s pace, and before long the two had developed a rhythm, their hips meeting and drawing apart and meeting again, Even’s back alternately drawing up in an arch and pushing down deep into the mattress, Lumaria moving up and down, in and out…

Even’s muscles clenched, and he gripped Lumaria to him as he felt the familiar whiteness of his peak approaching. “Lumaria! I’m…I’m going to…” Then Even convulsed and shuddered briefly, thick spurts of white cum shooting out to coat his and Lumaria’s bellies, before falling limply back onto the pillows.

Feeling and seeing his lover’s orgasm was all it took to bring Lumaria over the edge as well. With a few last thrusts and a low moan of “Even…” Lumaria came as well, his cum filling Even’s ass and dripping out onto the sheets.

“Aaaahhh…that was amazing…” Lumaria sighed, collapsing next to Even and drawing the scientist into his arms. “I think that was the best sex we’ve ever had.”

Even snorted. “You always say that.” Then, the scientist surprised Lumaria by snuggling a bit closer and murmuring, “But this time, I agree with you.”

“Do you see now, Even?” Lumaria said, eyes drooping with tiredness. “No matter what you might observe in that lab of yours, the best reaction is always going to be between you and me.”

Even rolled his eyes, obviously feeling the need to defend his beloved science. “You moron. I’m sure you thought that was clever.” Then the scientist kissed him and whispered, “Thank you, Lumaria.”

“You’re welcome, dearest. Anytime.”

“With your libido, it damn well will be, I’m sure.”

“Oh, shut up and go to sleep, will you?” Lumaria said, poking Even in the side.

And so they did.

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Even the Apprentice and Lumaria the Duke’s son were total opposites. Their relationship was a strange thing, one that nobody could have ever predicted. But perhaps even more strangely, their differences played off of and helped to neutralize each other. Even’s difficult temper and logical mind kept Lumaria grounded, and Lumaria’s general flamboyancy and more relaxed nature allowed Even to loosen up and actually have fun every now and then. And so the two made their strange love work out.

Like two chemicals in a laboratory reaction, two different people worked together to create something that had never before been seen.


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