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6 drabbles written while waiting to regain control of the computer. I feel productive today~. Since I’m lazy, they’re all in one post.
Title: Blame
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairing/Characters: Hakkai/Sanzo
Rating: T
Warnings: Molestation. M/M. Bad dialogue.
Summary: Just a quick drabble on what Chaos would like to see happen when Hakkai ‘loses’ his limiters.
A/N: Inspired by a conversation in![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
sinclair_ooc
“You don’t want to do this.” Sanzo promised darkly as Hakkai pushed him against the wall, vines twining over his bare skin as he captured the blonde’s hands with one of his own, pinning them above his head. The priest suppressed a shudder as the usually mild healer nipped harshly at his neck, youkai fangs teasing at his skin before he pulled back to look him in the eyes.
“On the contrary, I believe I do.” Hakkai purred, mismatched green eyes glittering dangerously as he stared down at Sanzo, reveling in the blonde’s helpless state. This time Sanzo could not quite repress his reaction when the brunette leaned forward and licked up the pale column of his neck. Hakkai smirked as Sanzo let out a low groan, banging his head against the wall behind them. Then he did it again.
“Now, do you have any more protests or am I free to ravish you?” He murmured against the skin of Sanzo’s neck, delighting in the shivers in sent through the blonde’s body as he licked and nipped at it.
“Depends,” Sanzo ground out, hands clenching into fists. “Are you going to blame this on your missing limiters in the morning?”
Title: Untitled
Fandom: FF7/DMC,
Pairing/Characters: Dante, Sephiroth, unnamed kid. Implied Dante/Seph.
Rating: K+
Warnings: Humor.
Summary: For some reason a kid wants to sit on Seph’s lap. Dante intervenes, sort of.
A/N: The first three lines of dialogue are based on a conversation between me and my sister. I was talking to the cat; she chimed in and disturbed the hell out of me. Then my muses got involved.
“No, you cannot sit on my lap.” Sephiroth snapped, glaring at the small, helpless child staring up at him with big, wide eyes. Apparently, he had taken a liking to the silver haired General, and wanted to become closer to him by doing something his mom let him do on occasion. Sephiroth wasn’t quite some kid.
“But I wanna!” Dante protested as soon as the words left Sephiroth’s mouth, causing the swordsman to recoil back, staring at him like he had lost his mind. His eyes were almost as wide as the boy’s.
“What?!” He shrieked, twitching slightly. Dante grinned back at him, casually licking at his ice cream cone and winking.
“You heard me.”
Title: Spank me?
Fandom: Original
Pairing/Characters: Xaphan, Caim, Xaphan/Caim.
Rating: T
Warnings: Drunkeness, implied M/M, Xaphan.
Summary: Naughty Xaphan is Naughty. But not enough to actually count as smut.
A/N: Written mostly for Doom, cause she loves my boys~.
“Does anyone else feel like stripping naked and dancing on the bar?” Xaphan asked, outright leering at Caim as he suggestively ran his fingers up and down the neck of the bottle he was holding. The bouncer sighed.
“If you climb up on that bar during work hours, I am going to spank you.” Caim threatened, glaring at the orange haired devil. Xaphan smirked, winking at him as he staggered in his direction.
“Promise?” He asked, wrapping his arms around Caim’s neck once he reached him, swaying drunkenly as he stared into the other’s eyes. Caim grabbed him by the waist and steadied him before he took both of them down.
“You’re definitely working towards it.” Caim growled, squeezing him tight before releasing him and shoving him back in the direction of the bar. “Now quit pretending to be drunk and get back to work.”
Title: Untitled.
Fandom: Baroque
Pairing/Characters: Archangel, the Koriel
Rating: K
Warnings: All speculation.
Summary: The Archangel is bleeding.
A/N: Was supposed to be Hero/Archangel, but I couldn’t work our blue haired protagonist in.
“You’re bleeding.” One of the Koriel remarked, raising his hand towards the cut on the Archangel’s cheek. The blonde jerked back as if he were trying to stab him before he could even get within an inch of his face, red eyes staring at him like he would a rabid dog.
“Yes...” He stated, removing his gaze from his bodyguard and directing it at the ceiling. Feeling rather disconnected from the whole situation, he raised his own hand to finger the cut, feeling the blood still dripping from the wound. “One of the patients didn’t react well to the treatment and lashed out.”
“Sir, we would prefer it if you wouldn’t go in alone, what if it happens again?” One of the other Koriel, a female this time, asked, her tone polite and concerned. She shivered as the Archangel turned his gaze on her, his face blank.
“I may be the leader of this organization,” and thus the world, but he left that part unsaid, “but I am a doctor. How can I judge if a patient is well or not if they are terrified to death by my guards?” He stated calmly, before heading towards the room of his next patient, completely unconcerned.
Nothing would ever change if he was afraid of sacrifices.
Title: Panties?
Fandom: DMC
Pairing/Characters: Dante/Vergil.
Rating: T
Warnings: Molestation –sort of-, M/M, twincest, implied crossdressing.
Summary: Dante teases Vergil about his choice in underwear. Mostly silly.
A/N: Inspired by a conversation insinclair_ooc and a line on the TV.
“Panties off now.” Dante demanded, panting harshly as he tugged on Vergil’s belt loops. Vergil stopped what he was doing to stare at him, raising an eyebrow. The colder twin was naked from the waist up.
“What are you talking about?” Vergil questioned, pulling back from Dante to get a better look at him. The red clad devil grinned.
“You know, those lacy things you call underwear.” He teased, running his thumbs over Vergil’s hips and feeling the pantyline through the other’s pants. Vergil’s eye twitched as he glared at him.
“What. Are. You. Talking. About?” He growled dangerously, eyes flashing red as his hand twitched. Recognizing that he was about to get his ass kicked, Dante’s hands immediately left his body and rose into the air in a worldwide-recognized gesture of surrender.
“My mistake, I’m obviously seeing things.” He stated. Hands still in the air as he pouted at Vergil. He was smart enough to stop poking at Vergil when it might interfere in his ‘fun-time’, and this was one of those times.
Vergil studied him for a moment, trying to gauge his sincerity before going back to where he was before Dante had made his stupid comment. “That’s what I thought.” He said, resuming their actions. Dante had to try really hard not to grin when he found Vergil’s lacy underthing hanging from the ceiling fan after their activities were done.
Title: A Fight to Remember
Fandom: Legend of Legaia
Pairing/Characters: Gi/Vahn
Rating: T
Warnings: Molestation, M/M.
Summary: During the final confrontation.
A/N: Written because I never tire of writing almost smut with these two.
“You’re not going to win.” Vahn promised, dropping into attack position as Gi appeared in front of him. The Seru-wearing warrior smirked, eyes glittering above his mask.
“Oh, I’ll win...” He stated smugly, quickly rushing forward and knocking the weapon from Vahn’s hand, then using his superior height and weight to pin the younger to the ground. Vahn barely had time to blink before he was on his back looking straight into the green haired one’s face. “In all the ways that matter.” Gi continued, breath puffing against Vahn’s neck as he cut off the hunter’s shirt.
“This is going to be a fight...” Gi chuckled softly, “...you will remember for the rest of your life.”
Title: Blame
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairing/Characters: Hakkai/Sanzo
Rating: T
Warnings: Molestation. M/M. Bad dialogue.
Summary: Just a quick drabble on what Chaos would like to see happen when Hakkai ‘loses’ his limiters.
A/N: Inspired by a conversation in
sinclair_ooc“You don’t want to do this.” Sanzo promised darkly as Hakkai pushed him against the wall, vines twining over his bare skin as he captured the blonde’s hands with one of his own, pinning them above his head. The priest suppressed a shudder as the usually mild healer nipped harshly at his neck, youkai fangs teasing at his skin before he pulled back to look him in the eyes.
“On the contrary, I believe I do.” Hakkai purred, mismatched green eyes glittering dangerously as he stared down at Sanzo, reveling in the blonde’s helpless state. This time Sanzo could not quite repress his reaction when the brunette leaned forward and licked up the pale column of his neck. Hakkai smirked as Sanzo let out a low groan, banging his head against the wall behind them. Then he did it again.
“Now, do you have any more protests or am I free to ravish you?” He murmured against the skin of Sanzo’s neck, delighting in the shivers in sent through the blonde’s body as he licked and nipped at it.
“Depends,” Sanzo ground out, hands clenching into fists. “Are you going to blame this on your missing limiters in the morning?”
Title: Untitled
Fandom: FF7/DMC,
Pairing/Characters: Dante, Sephiroth, unnamed kid. Implied Dante/Seph.
Rating: K+
Warnings: Humor.
Summary: For some reason a kid wants to sit on Seph’s lap. Dante intervenes, sort of.
A/N: The first three lines of dialogue are based on a conversation between me and my sister. I was talking to the cat; she chimed in and disturbed the hell out of me. Then my muses got involved.
“No, you cannot sit on my lap.” Sephiroth snapped, glaring at the small, helpless child staring up at him with big, wide eyes. Apparently, he had taken a liking to the silver haired General, and wanted to become closer to him by doing something his mom let him do on occasion. Sephiroth wasn’t quite some kid.
“But I wanna!” Dante protested as soon as the words left Sephiroth’s mouth, causing the swordsman to recoil back, staring at him like he had lost his mind. His eyes were almost as wide as the boy’s.
“What?!” He shrieked, twitching slightly. Dante grinned back at him, casually licking at his ice cream cone and winking.
“You heard me.”
Title: Spank me?
Fandom: Original
Pairing/Characters: Xaphan, Caim, Xaphan/Caim.
Rating: T
Warnings: Drunkeness, implied M/M, Xaphan.
Summary: Naughty Xaphan is Naughty. But not enough to actually count as smut.
A/N: Written mostly for Doom, cause she loves my boys~.
“Does anyone else feel like stripping naked and dancing on the bar?” Xaphan asked, outright leering at Caim as he suggestively ran his fingers up and down the neck of the bottle he was holding. The bouncer sighed.
“If you climb up on that bar during work hours, I am going to spank you.” Caim threatened, glaring at the orange haired devil. Xaphan smirked, winking at him as he staggered in his direction.
“Promise?” He asked, wrapping his arms around Caim’s neck once he reached him, swaying drunkenly as he stared into the other’s eyes. Caim grabbed him by the waist and steadied him before he took both of them down.
“You’re definitely working towards it.” Caim growled, squeezing him tight before releasing him and shoving him back in the direction of the bar. “Now quit pretending to be drunk and get back to work.”
Title: Untitled.
Fandom: Baroque
Pairing/Characters: Archangel, the Koriel
Rating: K
Warnings: All speculation.
Summary: The Archangel is bleeding.
A/N: Was supposed to be Hero/Archangel, but I couldn’t work our blue haired protagonist in.
“You’re bleeding.” One of the Koriel remarked, raising his hand towards the cut on the Archangel’s cheek. The blonde jerked back as if he were trying to stab him before he could even get within an inch of his face, red eyes staring at him like he would a rabid dog.
“Yes...” He stated, removing his gaze from his bodyguard and directing it at the ceiling. Feeling rather disconnected from the whole situation, he raised his own hand to finger the cut, feeling the blood still dripping from the wound. “One of the patients didn’t react well to the treatment and lashed out.”
“Sir, we would prefer it if you wouldn’t go in alone, what if it happens again?” One of the other Koriel, a female this time, asked, her tone polite and concerned. She shivered as the Archangel turned his gaze on her, his face blank.
“I may be the leader of this organization,” and thus the world, but he left that part unsaid, “but I am a doctor. How can I judge if a patient is well or not if they are terrified to death by my guards?” He stated calmly, before heading towards the room of his next patient, completely unconcerned.
Nothing would ever change if he was afraid of sacrifices.
Title: Panties?
Fandom: DMC
Pairing/Characters: Dante/Vergil.
Rating: T
Warnings: Molestation –sort of-, M/M, twincest, implied crossdressing.
Summary: Dante teases Vergil about his choice in underwear. Mostly silly.
A/N: Inspired by a conversation in
sinclair_ooc and a line on the TV.“Panties off now.” Dante demanded, panting harshly as he tugged on Vergil’s belt loops. Vergil stopped what he was doing to stare at him, raising an eyebrow. The colder twin was naked from the waist up.
“What are you talking about?” Vergil questioned, pulling back from Dante to get a better look at him. The red clad devil grinned.
“You know, those lacy things you call underwear.” He teased, running his thumbs over Vergil’s hips and feeling the pantyline through the other’s pants. Vergil’s eye twitched as he glared at him.
“What. Are. You. Talking. About?” He growled dangerously, eyes flashing red as his hand twitched. Recognizing that he was about to get his ass kicked, Dante’s hands immediately left his body and rose into the air in a worldwide-recognized gesture of surrender.
“My mistake, I’m obviously seeing things.” He stated. Hands still in the air as he pouted at Vergil. He was smart enough to stop poking at Vergil when it might interfere in his ‘fun-time’, and this was one of those times.
Vergil studied him for a moment, trying to gauge his sincerity before going back to where he was before Dante had made his stupid comment. “That’s what I thought.” He said, resuming their actions. Dante had to try really hard not to grin when he found Vergil’s lacy underthing hanging from the ceiling fan after their activities were done.
Title: A Fight to Remember
Fandom: Legend of Legaia
Pairing/Characters: Gi/Vahn
Rating: T
Warnings: Molestation, M/M.
Summary: During the final confrontation.
A/N: Written because I never tire of writing almost smut with these two.
“You’re not going to win.” Vahn promised, dropping into attack position as Gi appeared in front of him. The Seru-wearing warrior smirked, eyes glittering above his mask.
“Oh, I’ll win...” He stated smugly, quickly rushing forward and knocking the weapon from Vahn’s hand, then using his superior height and weight to pin the younger to the ground. Vahn barely had time to blink before he was on his back looking straight into the green haired one’s face. “In all the ways that matter.” Gi continued, breath puffing against Vahn’s neck as he cut off the hunter’s shirt.
“This is going to be a fight...” Gi chuckled softly, “...you will remember for the rest of your life.”
