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kinkfestTitle: Chance Meetings
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hiza_chan
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: sex, rape, crack...
Word count: 801
Prompt: Kingdom Hearts II, Sephiroth/Jasmine: Chance meetings - "I see the darkness in your eyes."
It’s a meeting of chance that brings them together. In his endless search for Cloud, he had stumbled across this desert world. The world is bright and hot, and the sand gets in his hair and makes the leather he wears quite uncomfortable. During the days, he stays silent; he takes refuge in abandoned homes, and is thankful for the reprieve against the sun and the sand.
At night, he emerges from his shelter and stalks the world, looking for a flash of blonde hair, a glimpse of mako induced blue eyes. The desert is much cooler in the night, and getting over the palace wall is ridiculously simple, even for him. He searches the palace and when no sign of Cloud is made apparent, he prepares to leave. She catches his eye, just as he is preparing to call to the portal that will take him to the next world.
He remembers talk of the Princesses of Heart, and he thinks that she must be one of them.
She looks otherworldly in the moonlight, damp hair falling over her shoulder to pool in the water at her waist. Her skin is dark, her hair as black as the night around her. He thinks that she is breathtaking and the dark shadows of her breasts have the first stirrings of arousal coiling low in his stomach.
She does not react much when he reaches her, turning to him and staring at him with eyes as dark as her hair. The echo of darkness he sees within them is a delightful change from that of the other princesses.
He slides closer to her, and her breath catches in her throat as he runs a careful thumb over one dark nipple. He steps into the pool, and his boots are loud when they come in contact with the cool water. He crouches above her and he thinks it odd that she is not the slightest bit afraid.
I see the darkness in your eyes.
She gives a little gasp as he lifts her from the water and deposits her on the edge of the pool, and the way she arches against him is as delicious as the little sound she makes as her backside touches cool stone. She does not respond, her eyes fierce and challenging. He towers above her and his eyes flash with annoyance at her challenge. She reminds him a bit of the woman who follows Cloud around constantly, and he isn’t sure if that annoys him or not. It makes anger curl within him and he grabs a handful of wet hair, pulling her close to him. He glares at her and lifts her free of the bath. When he pushes her against the tree, she gives a little cry and squirms against him. She is growling now, and the curses she hiss against his lips are fiercer than that of the pirates he had seen in the previous world.
He bites down on her neck, and tastes the oils she has rubbed into her skin. The skin gives, and the taste of blood against his tongue makes him smirk into her perfumed skin.
Their dance is that of growls and curses, of soft flesh and small gasps. She is warm around him, and the way she bites and scratches at his neck and chest is encouraging. She rocks with him, rocking down to meet him in time with his thrusts and the little gasps and growls she makes sound more pleased than angry.
She presses close to him, and the leather he is encased in rubs against her breasts in a way that must surely be uncomfortable. They rock together in this strange world, and pale skin contrasts with her dark skin in a way that seems enchanting. He watches their bodies move together, and when she pulls him down to kiss her it is all lips, teeth and tongue. The kiss is bruising, and she bites his lip so fiercely that he can taste his own blood. It is not as sweet as hers.
He slams into her, and with each thrust she gives a little snarl and claws at him, biting his exposed chest and neck.
He comes with a small growl, and he bites down on her neck so hard that she goes still and whimpers. After a moment, he releases her.
They stare at one another for a few long moments, and he can see the pleased glint in her eyes as she takes in the bleeding marks littering his skin.
He calls a portal to him and as he steps through, he can still feel her eyes on him. That woman would not be defeated easily. He pities the man who decides to go against her.
Perhaps he will visit Agrabah again someday.
Author/Artist:
hiza_chanRating: R/NC-17
Warnings: sex, rape, crack...
Word count: 801
Prompt: Kingdom Hearts II, Sephiroth/Jasmine: Chance meetings - "I see the darkness in your eyes."
It’s a meeting of chance that brings them together. In his endless search for Cloud, he had stumbled across this desert world. The world is bright and hot, and the sand gets in his hair and makes the leather he wears quite uncomfortable. During the days, he stays silent; he takes refuge in abandoned homes, and is thankful for the reprieve against the sun and the sand.
At night, he emerges from his shelter and stalks the world, looking for a flash of blonde hair, a glimpse of mako induced blue eyes. The desert is much cooler in the night, and getting over the palace wall is ridiculously simple, even for him. He searches the palace and when no sign of Cloud is made apparent, he prepares to leave. She catches his eye, just as he is preparing to call to the portal that will take him to the next world.
He remembers talk of the Princesses of Heart, and he thinks that she must be one of them.
She looks otherworldly in the moonlight, damp hair falling over her shoulder to pool in the water at her waist. Her skin is dark, her hair as black as the night around her. He thinks that she is breathtaking and the dark shadows of her breasts have the first stirrings of arousal coiling low in his stomach.
She does not react much when he reaches her, turning to him and staring at him with eyes as dark as her hair. The echo of darkness he sees within them is a delightful change from that of the other princesses.
He slides closer to her, and her breath catches in her throat as he runs a careful thumb over one dark nipple. He steps into the pool, and his boots are loud when they come in contact with the cool water. He crouches above her and he thinks it odd that she is not the slightest bit afraid.
I see the darkness in your eyes.
She gives a little gasp as he lifts her from the water and deposits her on the edge of the pool, and the way she arches against him is as delicious as the little sound she makes as her backside touches cool stone. She does not respond, her eyes fierce and challenging. He towers above her and his eyes flash with annoyance at her challenge. She reminds him a bit of the woman who follows Cloud around constantly, and he isn’t sure if that annoys him or not. It makes anger curl within him and he grabs a handful of wet hair, pulling her close to him. He glares at her and lifts her free of the bath. When he pushes her against the tree, she gives a little cry and squirms against him. She is growling now, and the curses she hiss against his lips are fiercer than that of the pirates he had seen in the previous world.
He bites down on her neck, and tastes the oils she has rubbed into her skin. The skin gives, and the taste of blood against his tongue makes him smirk into her perfumed skin.
Their dance is that of growls and curses, of soft flesh and small gasps. She is warm around him, and the way she bites and scratches at his neck and chest is encouraging. She rocks with him, rocking down to meet him in time with his thrusts and the little gasps and growls she makes sound more pleased than angry.
She presses close to him, and the leather he is encased in rubs against her breasts in a way that must surely be uncomfortable. They rock together in this strange world, and pale skin contrasts with her dark skin in a way that seems enchanting. He watches their bodies move together, and when she pulls him down to kiss her it is all lips, teeth and tongue. The kiss is bruising, and she bites his lip so fiercely that he can taste his own blood. It is not as sweet as hers.
He slams into her, and with each thrust she gives a little snarl and claws at him, biting his exposed chest and neck.
He comes with a small growl, and he bites down on her neck so hard that she goes still and whimpers. After a moment, he releases her.
They stare at one another for a few long moments, and he can see the pleased glint in her eyes as she takes in the bleeding marks littering his skin.
He calls a portal to him and as he steps through, he can still feel her eyes on him. That woman would not be defeated easily. He pities the man who decides to go against her.
Perhaps he will visit Agrabah again someday.
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Date: 2008-03-01 07:27 pm (UTC)