Word September 2000
Dilettante
Title: Word of the Day v.FFIV
Author: Garnet Eyes
Archived: livejournal.com, adult-fanfiction.org
Last Updated: 1.Jun.2011
Summary: 03 September 2000 edition.
Rating: MA
Characters/Pairings: Kain, Cecil x Rosa
Author Notes: dilettante, noun;
1. An amateur or dabbler; especially, one who follows an art or a branch of knowledge sporadically, superficially, or for amusement only.
2. An admirer or lover of the fine arts.
adjective;
1. Of or characteristic of a dilettante; amateurish.
Disclaimers: Final Fantasy IV is owned by Square-Enix and I in no way, shape, or form profit off of my writing. This is simply for my own pleasure, and may at any time be removed and/or modified as I see fit.
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Kain was not ashamed to admit that he enjoyed watching his king and queen in coitus. They were both very beautiful, very graceful, and they both looked stunning nude. Cecil had always been just a little bit off, just a little too androgynous for his own good, but it was exciting to watch the king and queen as they made love. The paladin was not at all a fast striker, so to speak, and the foreplay was just as necessary for him as it was for the white mage. They had nearly identical erogenous spots, from their ears to the napes of their necks to their nipples to the soft skin just below their navels to their inner thighs, just to name the most sensitive. Rosa had the additional highly sensitive spots of her feet and hands, while in Cecil's case it was the backs of his knees and his left shoulder, right around the scar Kain had given him when the dragoon had assaulted his best friend in Fabul's crystal chamber. There were other spots that they liked to have fondled, but the best spots were the only ones that Kain kept very precise track of.
Every area was exploited, teased and licked and touched, until both royals were panting and moaning. Sometimes they did not move on directly to penetration, especially if one or the other wasn't fully aroused, in which case the king and queen would lie on their sides with their heads positioned near one another's groins, and then they would consume each other. While suckling his sword, Rosa had a habit of teasing the paladin's nether mouth with her fingers, kneading the puckered ring and pushing two digits in up to the first knuckle before stretching the tender opening. The husky moans such an action provoked proved beyond all doubt that Cecil enjoyed it, that he craved true penetration, and it was difficult to ignore the way his hips humped subtly forward and back, alternately into Rosa's mouth and then back into her hands.
They were both practically dripping with desire by the time they were ready to fully join, panting and moaning into each other's mouths as they realigned head to head and groin to groin. Usually, the proceedings occurred with Cecil on his back and Rosa straddling his hips, rocking against him in sinful rhythm. Less often, the paladin would be seated or kneeling with the white mage straddling in his lap, and on the rarest of occasions, the young king would actually be on his hands and knees above his queen. Cecil preferred to be dominated, to have another usurp control and dictate the pace at which he received pleasure. Rosa preferred to be dominant, to take control and set the pace at which she achieved satisfaction. It was amazing, how well the king and queen complimented one another in that respect.
Watching the two of them make love was, in Kain's mind, equivalent with watching theater. It was performance art at its finest, deserving of the highest praises. Not that he would ever allow another soul to see it.