Consequences

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gateau, Marron, Sorcerer Hunters, nor will
I claim responsibility for this fic, blame may be placed upon the Evil
Hentai Slug, I am but his ambassador.

Notes: I do believe I was blushing through the entire writing of this
one, its actually a bit of practice for my upcoming fic that I want to
be better. I can’t say its my first yaoi lemon {nope, no excuses for
me}, but it is the first one I deemed worthy of exposing to the light
of day and critical eyes of the reader, so please be kind.

Notes to Fraya/Lin-san: STOP! What are you doing in this fic at all,
bad you! Go back now, you don’t want to read this! Okay, fine,
don’t listen, but I warned you and I don’t want to hear all that “Oh
my God why did you write that?” stuff at school tomorrow, so, I
never wrote this, and you never read it. Deal? Good. And
remember...I’m Omni-potent and can write whatever I want!


Consequences


“Over here,” Marron called loudly, slipping behind a giant oak tree,
hidden from his friend’s line of vision.

“Where?” Gateau questioned, just hopping the fence and a good
way from the oak.

“Here,” Marron spoke softer as the distance narrowed between
them, poking one golden eye around the trunk playfully.

Picking up the pace, Gateau ran for the tree just as the mage ran
from it and through the middle of the field, partihe whe waist-high
grass.

Turning to admonish the other for being too slow, he was caught
off guard as Gateau tackled him head on, sending both of them
tumbling to the ground in a most compromising position. The warm
wind blew lightly at their clothes as Gateau leaned in to kiss
Marron’s sweet lips, relishing the feel of the small body beneath his
own. Pulling back, he sat up to straddle Marron’s hips.

“Gotcha’,” he gleamed, mind once again pondering the beauty that
was Marron. He looked simply irresistible, laying flat on the warm
ground, sun catching the smoothness of his long dark hair and a
faint smile resting on his face. One hand lay primly across his chest,
the other came to rest on Gateau’s muscular thigh.

“So, what do I get?”

“Hm,” the boy replied, gazing at the flawless blue sky. For a
moment, that was the only answer he received. He was almost
ready to complain when the hand on his thigh moved upward to
softly cup his manhood through the tight fabric of his jeans. Bright
blue eyes locked with gold ones and a predatory smile appeared on
Gateau’s face only to be replaced by a look of surprise as long
fingers squeezed the most sensitive part of his anatomy.

“Whatever shall I give you?” Marron asked coyly. Sitting up, he
slipped an arm around Gateau’s waist, pulling them close and
forcing the larger man to spread his legs further apart and creating a
most precarious contact.

“No fair.”

“What?”

“Making me ask after I’ve won,” his false anger was betrayed as he
nuzzled into Marron’s hair inhaling the natural fresh scent.

“You don’t have to ask, not this time,” his hand left the jeans and
untucked the shirt from their edge. As his head laid against one side
of Gateau’s chest, his hand found the nipple on the opposite. Three
fingers ran across and the fourth and fifth caught it, pinching softly
until it became hard. Using the same hand, he pushed the shirt up
enough to allow his mouth access. Taking the nub between his lips,
he ran his tongue over it, drawing away to blow cool air over the
wetness and send shivers through his partner.

Unable to stand the one sided affection, the blond took action.
Slipping easily from his vest, Gateau allowed Marron to remove his
shirt entirely. Pulling his legs from their place beneath the other
man, Marsomesomewhat accidentally made him lose his balance and
fall to the grass with a none too graceful thud, knees pointing
upward and Marron kneeling between them.

“Ow,” Gateau complained, “that really hurt!”

Skeptically, Marron leant over him. “I thought your head was
harder than that.” Suddenly, he felt an arm wrap around his waist
and found himself once again pinned under Gateau who smirked at
him. All he got in response was a raised eyebrow.

“Mine,” Gateau stated prior to capturing the tantalizing lips before
him and initiating an elaborate dance of tongues. Exploring the
deep recess of Marron’s mouth, he enjoyed the sweet taste of hid
lover, like fresh strawberries after a spring rain. Forced to part by
the need of oxygen, he used the moment to unclasp the collar of
Marron’s concealing robes, pushing then down around the thin
shoulders and seeing a blush rise on the face before him. Mentally
he laughed, no matter how many times they did this, Marron was
still shy, it made him even more tempting. Golden eyes watched him
closely, filled with expectation and ever present trust.

Lowering himself on all fours, Gateau kissed the pale skin of
Marron’s shoulder, there would be a mark tomorrow, but for now
there was only his love’s reaction. Each breath was like an
invitation, he would accept. Nipping lightly in the same place, he
was rewarded with another soft moan. Dividing his attention,
Gateau trailed one hand to Marron’s sash, untying it with one
motion and slipping under the tunic to run light touches over the
chest and flat stomach located there. He received a sigh from
Marron as one ivory arm wrapped around neck and drew them
closer still Uncontented, he broke off his ministrations to pull
Marron up and push the fabric over his head, taking a moment to
caress his dark hair before laying him back into the tall grass.

Gateau sighed, “Beautiful.”

This led a chuckle to meet his ears. The overused compliment had
become their own inside joke, but truly he meant it every time and
Marron knew that as well. Lost momentarily in this thought on the
matter, Marron came to find himself being devested of his pants and
shoes.

Realizing that, by rules of their game, he should be doing the
“work”, Marron was about to say something but all his thoughts
dissipated instantly as Gateau’s warm mouth closed about his
hardening length. Slowly, Gateau moved up and down, swallowing
the entirety over and over again. Unable to watch without blushing
furiously, he focused his eyes on the sky above. Marron’s breath
became shallow, transforming into gasps and pants as his body
filled with pleasure urged on by his lover. One delicate hand caught
in Gateau’s short hair, guiding and asking for a quicker pace. The
request was granted as Gateau sped up, bringing him near to the
brink but pulling away a bit too soon.

He smiled slightly as his small lover whimpered in protest. Marron
was so different making love than in other walks of life, here his
stoic shield was dropped and true feelings were revealed. Gateau
reveled in it, heart soaring each time a flush painted those pale
cheeks as it was now. Golden eyes refocused to watch him intently
as he drew a small tube form his jeans, looking on appreciatively as
the pants themselves along with the undergarments were
disaguarded to reveal the muscled for beneath.

Pulling the cap off the tube, Gateau coated his fingers with the clear
substance. One finger sought Marron’s tight entrance, his lover
being distracted with a kiss, he slipped the digit inside. The mage
hissed against his mouth but made no more protest. Soon their kiss
was deeper, passions beyond the point of human control, and two
more fingers were added without notice. Carefully Gateau prepared
the smaller man for what was to come, reaching until he hit a spot
that caused Marron to gasp in something other than pain. Feeling
his own need could be delayed no longer, Gateau withdrew and
positioned himself.

At Marron’s nod, he plunged into the boy with one swift motion.
The mage’s head fell back as the sensation of completeness
embraced his mind. Gateau paused, taking a breath and giving
Marron a moment to adjust. The mage seemed so fragile each time
they made love, and the last thing Gateau wanted to do was hurt
him. Feeling Marron push against him impatiently, he began to
move.

He went slowly at first, setting a rhythm and stroking Marron’s
erection in time. Shifting a bit, he hit the spot that made Marron
gasp. And again. The sounds his lover made broke the last strand of
control as blind passion consumed his body and thoughts of Marron
his mind.

His speed increased and they moved together in sweet synergy.
Faster and faster under the watching sky until with a cry of
Gateau’s name, Marron came. Feeling his love’s release sent
Gateau over the edge and into the pure bliss, with one final motion
he spilled his hot seed into Marron.

As the bright light cleared from his head, Gateau collapsed beside
Marron, pulling him close and placing a light kiss on his forehead.
“Love me?”

“Always.”

And they would have lain there comfortably but Marron kept
fidgeting.

“What?” Gateau finally asked, wondering what could possibly be
wrong with the usually still mage.

“The grass,” he said, once again shifting positions, “it itches.”

Gateau chuckled, drawing Marron up to lay across his own broad
chest. “That’s what you get for playing games.”

~finis~

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you happen to know the Miko, never speak of this again.

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