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chaos_silk) wrote2009-01-14 02:54 pm
chaos_silk) wrote2009-01-14 02:54 pm
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December 27: 2008: Escaflowne
Title: December 27: 2008: Escaflowne
Fandom: Escaflowne
Warnings: AllenxVan
Summary: Stop running.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept.
Written for December 27, 2008, in celebration of the year ending/Christmas.
Was supposed to be Monochrome Factor, but while I remember characters, I forgot names. So Esca –stuffs for you.
Prompt: Run
“Stop running.” Allen demanded, staring into Van’s eyes, not allowing the prince to flinch away from his gaze. Van looked away, or tried to, as soon as he moved his head, Allen’s fingers were under his jaw, forcing him to meet his eyes.
“I’m not running.” Van protested, shivering when Allen’s other hand slid around his waist, pulling him flush against the blond swordsman’s body. Allen chuckled, causing the pilot to jump when he felt the sound vibrate through the knight’s chest.
“I think you are.” Allen whispered, gently brushing his lips against Van’s forehead. The young prince shuddered, letting a soft sigh escape his lips as he surrendered.
Late as hell, but totally worth it.
Fandom: Escaflowne
Warnings: AllenxVan
Summary: Stop running.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the concept.
Written for December 27, 2008, in celebration of the year ending/Christmas.
Was supposed to be Monochrome Factor, but while I remember characters, I forgot names. So Esca –stuffs for you.
Prompt: Run
“Stop running.” Allen demanded, staring into Van’s eyes, not allowing the prince to flinch away from his gaze. Van looked away, or tried to, as soon as he moved his head, Allen’s fingers were under his jaw, forcing him to meet his eyes.
“I’m not running.” Van protested, shivering when Allen’s other hand slid around his waist, pulling him flush against the blond swordsman’s body. Allen chuckled, causing the pilot to jump when he felt the sound vibrate through the knight’s chest.
“I think you are.” Allen whispered, gently brushing his lips against Van’s forehead. The young prince shuddered, letting a soft sigh escape his lips as he surrendered.
Late as hell, but totally worth it.