Word October 1999

Title: Word of the Day v.FFIV

Author: Garnet Eyes

Archived: livejournal.com, adult-fanfiction.org, y-gallery.net

Last Updated: 26.Feb.2011

Summary: 04 October 1999 edition.

Rating: MA

Characters/Pairings: Cecil, Kain, Kain x Cecil

Author Notes: misnomer, noun;

1. The misnaming of a person in a legal instrument, as in a complaint or indictment.

2. Any misnaming of a person or thing; also, a wrong or inapplicable name or designation.

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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“I really think you weren't given the right name.”

Crystalline emerald eyes blinked up at the dragoon as the paladin panted beneath the blonde. Cecil was slow to process the statement, but then again Kain was rutting him as though the world would just up and cease should they stop. The dragoon knew from experience that his younger counterpart could barely string together a coherent thought under these circumstances.

“O-oh..?”

His breathing was deep and steady as sweat-sticky blonde hair tumbled over his shoulders, and chocolate eyes fondly watched the smaller knight's head jerk and his breath hitch as Kain flexed his hips a bit to adjust his position before he returned to his earnest attack.

“You should have been called Anwen, or Linda, or Belle.”

Cecil groaned, his head falling to the side as dark color stained his cheeks and strong, nimble fingers solidly grasped Kain's biceps. The dragoon all but purred as he continued thrusting in and out of that blissful heat, listening to such sweet sounds.

“Do you like that? Should I call you one of those?”

Throwing his head back against the sheets, milky white fingers clenched against the larger knight's arms in an almost bruising grip as the younger man cried out in wanton abandon.

“Aaahhhh! Yes! Oh, yes!”

Cecil assuredly didn't even know he'd been asked a question, as close as he was to spilling his seed. The dragoon had been counting on that. That, and the paladin's rather vocal declarations that Kain was doing a spectacular job of driving Cecil straight to ecstasy. It was less than half a minute later that the smaller man seized and mewled his way through his release, and the blonde groaned appreciatively as his paladin's insides rippled around him. The internal spasms were enough to drive a man insane with lust, Kain often thought, but he willed himself to remain calm and focused on keeping his breathing even as he ceased his thrusts to give Cecil a chance to come back down from the highest reaches of bliss. All of the tension in the paladin's frame quickly melted and the smaller knight flopped into a boneless splay beneath the dragoon, vivid blue lips parted in gasping pants as his flushed chest heaved. It was a struggle to keep his hips still with such a view open for his perusal, so the blonde settled himself into the cradle of that pale body and nuzzled against the soft hoary locks as he waited for his younger counterpart to collect himself.

“...Kain, those were all women's names.”

The dragoon muffled his laughter into one smooth, white shoulder before he picked himself up. Cecil's moon-tone brows furrowed, but he remained silent as he awaited the larger man's response.

“Too bad. You said 'yes,' Belle.”

Bright red, the paladin pushed halfheartedly at the blonde's shoulders.

“Get off.”

“Gladly.”

Emerald eyes widened as the dragoon thrust up into the smaller knight once more, still rigid and solid inside of the yielding, languid body beneath him. Kain had yet to release, after all, and the younger man, the blonde was convinced, could achieve another orgasm even without spilling his seed a second time. There was simply no other explanation for Cecil's behaviors after his first release.

“Oh! N-nuh-noouuh-hoh! Kaaainh! Yes! Yes! Again! Ooooh!”

Grinning even through his own heavy breathing, the blonde set aside his teasing for the moment. Cecil was beyond beautiful, anyway, writhing in ecstasy as his guard speared him, but Kain didn't know of any names that were potent enough to express such magnificence.