Word November 2000

 

Title: Word of the Day v.FFIV

Author: Garnet Eyes

Archived: livejournal.com, adult-fanfiction.org

Last Updated: 17.Jul.2011

Summary: 15 November 2000 edition.

Rating: MA

Characters/Pairings: Cecil, Kain, Kain x Cecil

Author Notes: ukase, noun;

1. In imperial Russia, a published proclamation or order having the force of law.

2. Any order or decree issued by an authority; an edict.

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 completely ridiculous sometimes.

“You are not honestly going to make me say this, are you?”

From his position above the paladin, the blonde elegantly shrugged his bare shoulders but did not remove his hands from cradling milky white hips up against his own pelvis above the bed.

“That's up to you.”

It wasn't that easy to think when the dragoon was up to his hilt inside of Cecil's core, unmoving and completely unyielding. Kain had a fondness for sheathing himself inside of the younger knight, possibly as great of a fondness as Cecil had for having his guard inside of him. The blonde could make him delirious with just a subtle twitch of his hips; a languid roll of his pelvis and the paladin was halfway to ecstasy. Being inside of someone was heavenly, but drawing another inside of himself was otherworldly. And Kain was just sitting there perched on his knees and not even shifting the barest hint.

“Well, then do me a favor and stop teasing!”

Chocolate eyes flashed, the dragoon's deep voice whispering low in the still air.

“Is that an order?”

That man was being completely impossible, and any sane person would know it if shown this kind of foolishness.

“Oh for-! Stop it!”

Kain snorted, his tone quirking into something lighter, even though his voice did not rise.

“As you wish.”

The dragoon pulled his hips back, easing his length from Cecil's nether mouth, and the paladin moaned blissfully at the slow withdrawal, pleased that his guard was finally taking their intimacy seriously. That is, until the spear slipped fully from him, and Kain laid down at his side and rolled over. Hazy emerald eyes blinked in shock at the back presented to him at his side, taking several seconds before the full impact struck him. The blonde had stopped. Cecil was going to kill him.

With a strangled cry, the paladin launched himself on top of his guard and shoved him flat on his back. Straddling narrow hips, the younger knight leaned down so close to the dragoon's face that their noses bumped, and he bared his teeth in a snarl.

“Kain, I swear to you that I will end you. You want orders? Enough games!”

Chocolate eyes widened as the paladin reached behind himself to grasp the still stone-hard spear jutting up between long legs.

“This goes in a safe place or I will remove it.”

There was no hesitation between the command and Kain grasping Cecil's hips to hold him steady even as the blonde rocked up into the clutch of the younger knight's body. With one solid thrust, Kain was completely inside of him once more and the paladin's eyelashes fluttered as he gasped and panted.

“Aah...hnnh... N-now move, you blackguard.”

With a growling groan low in his throat, the dragoon bucked his hips and Cecil moaned in response. Kain could be a bit overly rough in bed, but usually he was just right, and that maneuver felt incredible.

“As you command, Your Majesty.”

His guard had such bizarre fetishes.