Warcraft (Arthas/Kael)
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kinkfestTitle: Victorious
Author: Kelriia Frettlar (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Fandom: Warcraft
Prompt: July 27th - 44. Warcraft, Arthas/Kael: Clash of cultures - "This is what you want, this it what you get"
Disclaimer: So very much not mine.
Warnings: Yaoi. Sex. Hatesexish. Kael being so much manbitch.
Pairings: Arthas/Kael
Summary: It had been worth kissing him just to see the look of surprise on his face.
Note: My apologies for this being late.
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It had been worth kissing him just to see the look of surprise on his face.
"What... what are you..?" Arthas demanded, staring at Kael like he'd grown a second head.
Worth it, worth it, Kael chanted to himself, pressing himself against the human prince. "Isn't this what you've been wanting, all this time?" Kael asked, keeping his voice low. Arthas Menethil was an insufferable tease, brushing against him, dismissing him as he sought Jaina out, deliberately making sure Kael knew where he would be. Not this time, he'd vowed, I'll stop him in mid-stride.
"What are you talking about?!" Arthas said, his eyes hooded. Kael smirked at him. It felt good to keep Arthas off balance.
"Didn't anyone ever explain to you about elves?" he asked, and at the single head shake, Kael continued. "You don't tease elves of the same gender, they just might tease back." He reached one hand out, cupping Arthas' roughly-shaven cheek. Ugh, body hair.
"Like... like the sailors from Kul Tiras..." Arthas managed, and Kael took a distinct amount of pleasure from watching him squirm.
"No, they have sex with other men because they're lonely or desperate," Kael corrected, moving a little closer, forcing Arthas to back up, to concede... to him. "Elves have sex with other men because they enjoy it." He leaned forward, kissing Arthas hard, and this time, the human prince had no where to go. His arms tightened around Kael almost by reflex. Pressed against him, Kael could feel Arthas harden. "Maybe you enjoy it too," Kael purred, focusing on the idea that all this was making the human uncomfortable. There was no other reason. None at all.
"You're doing something to me," Arthas snarled, shoving him away. Kael dug his fingers into Arthas' belt, and the two of them fell, slamming into the floor. Kael winced, his shoulders felt like they were on fire, and Arthas was heavy. His erection was grinding into Arthas' stomach, and Arthas' into his thigh.
"You're doing something to me," Kael returned. "I can take care of that for you."
"I don't need your help," Arthas growled, shifting to try and get up, and Kael lifted his leg a little, so the human prince would rub against him as he tried.
"No one has to know," Kael pointed out. "No one ever has to see that the next king of Lordaeron likes men."
"Shut up! Deviant!" Arthas' eyes grew wide, even as his legs shook.
A nerve has been struck, Kael thought, and deftly ran his fingers along Arthas' chest. "Not by my people's standards. We're all like this." He hissed a little as Arthas dug his fingers into his arm.
"Stop talking!" Arthas demanded. "Why won't you stop talking?!"
"Maybe you need to shut me up," Kael suggested. There were two ways this could go, really. One is that Arthas would hit him, and continue to hit him until he lost consciousness. That would be embarrassing. The other was... He shifted against Arthas again, using the friction of their clothes to tease him again.
"Shut up," Arthas snarled, kissing him hard, the scent of human filling Kael's nostrils as he inhaled sharply. The kiss was crushing, and it was almost as if he'd poked a bee's nest. Arthas' hands were everywhere, tugging at his robes, pinning down his shoulders, raking through his hair.
This will teach him, Kael thought firmly, stripping the human out of his pants, and encircling his cock with his hands. The floor was cold underneath him, and he conjured oil to his hand with a simple gesture -- the ancient elven sorcerer who had created the spell had anticipated that your mouth might be occupied during the casting -- and began to coat Arthas' hard member with it.
Arthas groaned, thrusting against Kael's hand, even as his lips crushed against the elven prince's. Kael shifted under him, as much to be suggestive as so that he could spread his legs. Arthas broke off the kiss, staring at him. Kael smirked.
"It's not so different from being with a woman, if you're prepared," he said, suppressing the hysterical you are not prepared! that came to mind just afterwards. He stroked Arthas again, flicking the tip of his cock with his thumb, and the human prince hissed. "All you have to do is-- Ahh!"
Arthas pushed into him, slowly at first, and moaned, the sound low in his throat. Kael tilted his hips a little, encouraging Arthas to continue. He'd brought Arthas to this point, forced him to see Kael as something slightly different than a rival. He was damned good at this. His people had perfected this, along with vibrating specialty wands and flavoured lubrication oil.
Arthas began to pick up his pace as his understanding of having sex with another man grew, and Kael smiled. This meant he had won and -- he gasped sharply, Arthas learned quickly, he almost had it -- Kael had come out on top, such as it were. Arthas kissed him hard, and Kael moaned into his mouth, the smug satisfaction of a job well done mixing with the feeling of his own orgasm building and, fingers digging into Arthas' silk shirt, he released. He panted, jerking his hips a little when Arthas came with a cry, and lay back on the floor, staring up at the pretty, painted ceiling.
"If you tell anyone, I'll--" Arthas began, pulling out of Kael with a slick pop.
"Have sex with me again?" Kael guessed, and Arthas grimaced.
"No, this is never happening again," Arthas said firmly. "I don't like men."
"Of course not," Kael agreed smoothly. He'd won, after all. He could be generous. A rather... messy victor, but the champion nonetheless.
The End
Author: Kelriia Frettlar (
the__ivorytower)Fandom: Warcraft
Prompt: July 27th - 44. Warcraft, Arthas/Kael: Clash of cultures - "This is what you want, this it what you get"
Disclaimer: So very much not mine.
Warnings: Yaoi. Sex. Hatesexish. Kael being so much manbitch.
Pairings: Arthas/Kael
Summary: It had been worth kissing him just to see the look of surprise on his face.
Note: My apologies for this being late.
~ * ~
It had been worth kissing him just to see the look of surprise on his face.
"What... what are you..?" Arthas demanded, staring at Kael like he'd grown a second head.
Worth it, worth it, Kael chanted to himself, pressing himself against the human prince. "Isn't this what you've been wanting, all this time?" Kael asked, keeping his voice low. Arthas Menethil was an insufferable tease, brushing against him, dismissing him as he sought Jaina out, deliberately making sure Kael knew where he would be. Not this time, he'd vowed, I'll stop him in mid-stride.
"What are you talking about?!" Arthas said, his eyes hooded. Kael smirked at him. It felt good to keep Arthas off balance.
"Didn't anyone ever explain to you about elves?" he asked, and at the single head shake, Kael continued. "You don't tease elves of the same gender, they just might tease back." He reached one hand out, cupping Arthas' roughly-shaven cheek. Ugh, body hair.
"Like... like the sailors from Kul Tiras..." Arthas managed, and Kael took a distinct amount of pleasure from watching him squirm.
"No, they have sex with other men because they're lonely or desperate," Kael corrected, moving a little closer, forcing Arthas to back up, to concede... to him. "Elves have sex with other men because they enjoy it." He leaned forward, kissing Arthas hard, and this time, the human prince had no where to go. His arms tightened around Kael almost by reflex. Pressed against him, Kael could feel Arthas harden. "Maybe you enjoy it too," Kael purred, focusing on the idea that all this was making the human uncomfortable. There was no other reason. None at all.
"You're doing something to me," Arthas snarled, shoving him away. Kael dug his fingers into Arthas' belt, and the two of them fell, slamming into the floor. Kael winced, his shoulders felt like they were on fire, and Arthas was heavy. His erection was grinding into Arthas' stomach, and Arthas' into his thigh.
"You're doing something to me," Kael returned. "I can take care of that for you."
"I don't need your help," Arthas growled, shifting to try and get up, and Kael lifted his leg a little, so the human prince would rub against him as he tried.
"No one has to know," Kael pointed out. "No one ever has to see that the next king of Lordaeron likes men."
"Shut up! Deviant!" Arthas' eyes grew wide, even as his legs shook.
A nerve has been struck, Kael thought, and deftly ran his fingers along Arthas' chest. "Not by my people's standards. We're all like this." He hissed a little as Arthas dug his fingers into his arm.
"Stop talking!" Arthas demanded. "Why won't you stop talking?!"
"Maybe you need to shut me up," Kael suggested. There were two ways this could go, really. One is that Arthas would hit him, and continue to hit him until he lost consciousness. That would be embarrassing. The other was... He shifted against Arthas again, using the friction of their clothes to tease him again.
"Shut up," Arthas snarled, kissing him hard, the scent of human filling Kael's nostrils as he inhaled sharply. The kiss was crushing, and it was almost as if he'd poked a bee's nest. Arthas' hands were everywhere, tugging at his robes, pinning down his shoulders, raking through his hair.
This will teach him, Kael thought firmly, stripping the human out of his pants, and encircling his cock with his hands. The floor was cold underneath him, and he conjured oil to his hand with a simple gesture -- the ancient elven sorcerer who had created the spell had anticipated that your mouth might be occupied during the casting -- and began to coat Arthas' hard member with it.
Arthas groaned, thrusting against Kael's hand, even as his lips crushed against the elven prince's. Kael shifted under him, as much to be suggestive as so that he could spread his legs. Arthas broke off the kiss, staring at him. Kael smirked.
"It's not so different from being with a woman, if you're prepared," he said, suppressing the hysterical you are not prepared! that came to mind just afterwards. He stroked Arthas again, flicking the tip of his cock with his thumb, and the human prince hissed. "All you have to do is-- Ahh!"
Arthas pushed into him, slowly at first, and moaned, the sound low in his throat. Kael tilted his hips a little, encouraging Arthas to continue. He'd brought Arthas to this point, forced him to see Kael as something slightly different than a rival. He was damned good at this. His people had perfected this, along with vibrating specialty wands and flavoured lubrication oil.
Arthas began to pick up his pace as his understanding of having sex with another man grew, and Kael smiled. This meant he had won and -- he gasped sharply, Arthas learned quickly, he almost had it -- Kael had come out on top, such as it were. Arthas kissed him hard, and Kael moaned into his mouth, the smug satisfaction of a job well done mixing with the feeling of his own orgasm building and, fingers digging into Arthas' silk shirt, he released. He panted, jerking his hips a little when Arthas came with a cry, and lay back on the floor, staring up at the pretty, painted ceiling.
"If you tell anyone, I'll--" Arthas began, pulling out of Kael with a slick pop.
"Have sex with me again?" Kael guessed, and Arthas grimaced.
"No, this is never happening again," Arthas said firmly. "I don't like men."
"Of course not," Kael agreed smoothly. He'd won, after all. He could be generous. A rather... messy victor, but the champion nonetheless.
The End
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Date: 2007-07-30 02:12 am (UTC)And, ugh, god, *HOTNESS*. VICTORY FOR THE ELVEN RACE. Sort of. Oh dear XD, I adore this, and, yes, ancient elven inventor of a gesture that doesn't require the mouth I salute you XD, and I adore that Kael has a smug orgasm XD, it's genius and special and awesome.
And now I'm going to go over to the other fic to review, because oh, lordy, I can't wait.
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Date: 2007-07-30 04:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-20 10:12 am (UTC)Ahem. Well, yeah, this ficlet really made my day, I think - I'm sitting here with a wide, wide grin, trying to think of a coherent comment and not meeting with much success.
Loved it, even though I only know Warcraft from playing Warcraft II (and finishing it, too).
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Date: 2007-09-20 02:53 pm (UTC)This was possibly one of the more fun fics I've ever written.
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Date: 2007-11-20 06:27 pm (UTC)Snarky, prissy, slutty elves. You gotta love them
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Date: 2007-11-20 07:18 pm (UTC)fffffYES.
Date: 2011-11-20 05:45 am (UTC)Just...the funny, and the snark and the hawt and <33333 seriously. Their last exchange, I could not stop giggling. You win all the internets.
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Date: 2011-11-20 05:54 am (UTC)There's no expiry date on fic appreciation. I'm glad you liked it.