Fic - Tamed to My Hand [Loveless, Ritsuka/Soubi, R]

[a-mael.livejournal.com]

Title: Tamed to My Hand
Author: a_mael
Beta: The lovely and amazing macavitykitsune
Pairings: Ritsuka/Soubi
Words: 386, MS Word
Rating: R for sexual themes written in an oblique kind of way?
Warnings: Not precisely worksafe.
Disclaimer Loveless is the property of Kouga Yun, not me.
Prompt: June 17th: Loveless, Ritsuka/Soubi: collars - It isn’t just symbolic



There have been so many things that I have taken from you, that I have thrown aside in disgust for their ugliness…but this, this one thing, I will keep.

I know you think that this is for you, but do not be fooled. It is for me, for the tiny part of myself that is dark and angry. I do it because your submission is a thing of such sublime beauty that it enchants the beast within me.

A tug on your chain brings you gracefully to your knees, your bowed head an enticement that even you cannot possibly know. Lift your chin, show me the delicate features of that face I love so well, those lips still swollen from bruising kisses. Yes, that’s good. Look into my eyes as you open your mouth to let me in.

Oh, what a wondrous thing, this heat that engulfs me now; the gentle brush of your hair on my hip is intoxicating. I want to give you more, more, until you are drowning prettily at my feet. Oh god, the need is so strong, the current running so fast and deep that it threatens control. Somehow, it must be calmed.

Turn now, just like that. So much beauty awaits me, my pleasure, and my grief. Slick, strong and impatient, you cry out again and again, your body no longer your own. Master of this puppet, I watch hungrily as you dance to my tune. Still, I want to give you more.

Lithe body in my arms, be still for a moment. I do not want to miss the honey-sweet taste of this. Long fingers grip my thighs, and it spurs me onward. Put your head back; let the silk of your hair trail down over my shoulder. And there it is, amid the tangled breaths and straining muscles, the circle that I refuse to banish. It is supple and smooth, like you; when it is in my hand, you belong only to me. And more, and more, and more, until you have taken all that I have.

There, now, my beauty. Gather close, here in my embrace. Sleep, as the beast within sleeps when we are one. Never fear, for I am with you and when next it roars, this simple circle of leather will save us both.


I was writing a longer one, but I realized that it was going in exactly the opposite direction, and in order to preserve that one, my brain made me get up at 3 am to write this. I do hope that it doesn't disappoint.

C&C are always appreciated ♥~

Comments

[r0ck3tsci3ntist.livejournal.com]

I don't even know the story but this was really sexy. ♥

[a-mael.livejournal.com]

Thanks! This was one of those ones that comes to you in an odd way, so I was a bit worried about it.

It's easy to write sexy for this fandom. It's a sexy story *grin*

*puddle*

[mightymaeve.livejournal.com]

". . .your submission is a thing of such sublime beauty that it enchants the beast within me."
WHAT an incredible line! *Madly attempting to memorize so as to throw into casual conversation.*

Re: *puddle*

[a-mael.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! ♥~

That was the line that started the whole thing, in my head...so I'm very happy that you like it ^__^

Erm...I'm not sure it will ever fit into casual conversation though. Of course, if you're like me, that won't matter!

Thanks again!

Re: *puddle*

[mightymaeve.livejournal.com]

Oh to be surrounded by people where that WOULD fit into casual conversation!
On the other hand, it IS evilly fun being the oddball who throws those sorts of things into what is normally classed casual for conversation. I have done it a few times. Mostly, I'm politely ignored by all parties. The look of shock (or confusion) on people's faces gives me a tingle of delight, though. Hee. No reaction is annoying and frustrating though. Yes, I have a thing with being ignored or I get down on myself because not a lot of people share my topics of interest in my real life and i have issues with sharing when i KNOW said conversation partner is not really interested.

Usually I am bored to tears when people (mostly at my p/t office job) start talking about diets and shopping and reality shows amongst other stupid office gossip. Then there is my husband who talks about computer programming. *happy he's sharing but, holy f*&k, SIGH*

(And that is a good day, when I'm bored to tears but I can still get losts in dreaming about stories like yours.) Sometimes it turns to pure, barely controllable rage. Those are the days when I must put my headset on *real loud* and read smutty fanfic to contain myself from throwing out STELLAR sentences that are far more interesting to me than crap about dieting or computer code. Trying to get a conversation going about an awesome story and writer (such as yourself), i have discovered, is very difficult among the people i keep.

**Gotta find me some new real-time cohorts!** Orrrr maybe I just like being the loner weirdo? Who knows the human psyche. Damn Jungian thinking! Messes with me every time! ;)

SORRY so long. I do go on, don't I? Considering I'm a veritable stranger to you. . .

Thanks for reading!

Re: *puddle*

[a-mael.livejournal.com]

*blushes* Thank you, again.

You know, I think you and I have a lot in common...if you would like, feel free to friend me ^__^

I would have a lot more to say, but methinks we should not spam up the comm ^_~