Drabble Request Batch 1

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[Muraki and Flynn | Repercussions]

This is an interesting turn of events.

Muraki thought idly as he stared at the blond with the open shirt and half opened pants standing at the foot of his bed. His lips quirked upwards, as Flynn narrowed his eyes. “What?”

“Revenge? You hardly seem the type. ”

Flynn's eyebrow furrowed and his lips pulled back to a scowl as he took a step around to the side of the bed. Those words had pierced far deeper than he had anticipated making the twisted doctor chuckle. The tall knight watched him, hands in fists at his sides as he stared down at his silver haired captive. Muraki sighed and tugged at his wrists idly.

“For a knight, you sure seem more than adept at such practices.” Offering a slight smile Muraki kept his sight trained on the young male. The confusion and frustration was palpable.
After a short pause, he let his voice lower as he let his fingers brush against the metal poles on the headboard, “You've done this before.”

“Shut up!” Flynn's voice was sharp, never rising above talking level, but it still held determination, and maybe a little bit of venom.

I wonder how much fun I can have with him before he breaks.

Those thoughts were his last as the blond finally settled onto the bed, his lips covering Muraki's own.




[Euphemia and Flynn - Questions Left Unanswered]


It was always the gentleness in his eyes that made Euphemia pause. It wasn't the first time she had caught Flynn looking at her.

But that wasn't the only thing that made the pink hair princess confused, and even hesitant to bring up the past. The way that the knight spoke to her, the large scar on his back, and the gentleness in the touches that lingered just a little longer than prudent also pushed questions to the forefront.

What were we? What am I to you Flynn?

The way Flynn's lips brushed her forehead, the way his fingers brushed through her hair, and the careful way he held her close as if she were a porcelain doll going to break. All of these things added up to more than a stranger helping another, more than a friend, moving into the realm of a lover. As she moved towards his bedroom door, her fingers hesitantly reached out touching the knob of the door. Already partially open, the princess went to enter.

As she did, lying on the left side of the made bed was Flynn. His eyes were closed, and face relaxed as she approached the side of the bed silently. Kneeling down beside him, her eyes softened as she listened to his slow breaths.

He must be tired, I probably shouldn't wake him.

Despite herself, Euphemia took in a quiet breath, reaching out to touch one of his cheeks her other hand coming to touch the crown of his head brushing through the short blond strands. The knight showed signs of stirring, but only briefly. Standing up and brushing out her skirts, Euphie turned and took one last look over her shoulder.

We can talk later.

With that she moved gracefully, and quietly out of the room leaving the man alone to his nap.




[Flynn and Travis - Some Things are Meant to Be]

Travis was a smooth motherfucker. So smooth he had devised a plan to again get a shot at that hot piece of ass also known as Flynn Scifo. It hadn't been hard, slipping an aphrodisiac into his drink at work had been easy.

The other had been affected quickly, much to Travis's extremely amusement. All day the knight struggled, and Travis wasn't about to make it easy on him. A touch here, and a brush there, and a caress went a long way. By the time two o'clock rolled around, Flynn was hardly able to move without grimacing. As he moved past the assassin once more, he stiffly moved towards the door.

Chuckling darkly, Travis grinned as he bounced to catch up with the distracted knight, “What's up Flynn you look like shit.”

Rubbing at his forehead the knight mustered up an uneasy smile, “I don't feel so good. Integra told me to go home.”

Walking backwards in front of the other, Travis flashed him a wide grin, “Well I'm sure the boss lady wouldn't mind me taking you home.”

“Thanks.” Flynn murmured softly.

He would win this time. Travis was sure of it.

As soon as they hit the bedroom, and Flynn was sat on the edge of the bed, Travis had been intending to pounce. However, his plans were short circuited when he found himself on the floor with the blond knight on top of him, the back of his head throbbing dully from bouncing off the floor.

“WHAT THE FUCK FLYNN?”

The blond had already made short work of his shirt, his fingers tugging at the zipper of his pants as his lips trailed downward. When the knight realized what he had done, his fingers stopped and his eyes caught Travis's as he froze.

“I don't- Ah, Travis I'm sorry.”

As if to make matters worse, the door to the bedroom swung open barely missing Travis's head as Yuri's took a step into the room. “Hey Flynn I heard from Euphemia that-”

Travis tried to peer up at the long black haired man as Flynn looked up at Yuri, his cheeks flushed as he sat up from between Travis's legs. “Yuri...”

Instead of getting upset, Yuri pointed at the two males on the floor, “So it's true. Flynn does top.”

Travis's head hit the floor once more as he groaned bringing his hands to his face, “It wasn't supposed to go this way this time. I gave HIM the aphro so he's supposed to be the bottom.”

“What?” Flynn's voice sounded surprised, and Travis grimaced.

Shit. Lucy would have some splanin' to do.




[Homurabi and Shuichi - Picking Up Where We Left Off]

With things back to normal Shuichi found himself spending more and more time with Akira and Shirogane, and less time with Homurabi. Moving through the monochrome halls of the palace, his steps stopped short when he reached the main chamber. The white marble was unblemished once again as if to erase the deed and the actions afterward.

This was where Ryuko died. His death was the start of everything, and part of this is my fault.

It wasn't until a pair of hands touched his shoulders that Shuichi was brought out of his thought, and it wasn't until he turned around that his breath was taken away. Standing in front of him was the man that had been responsible for it all. Dressed in his customary dark clothing with his long red hair wild as always, Homurabi stood there taking in the sight of his counter part.

Shuichi could do nothing more than look back.

Thin fingers brushed over his lips, as Homurabi gave a dark smirk his brows narrowing. The tip of his thumb gently pushed against the soft skin of his lips as he stood there. “Open your lips.”

Open yourself and everything you are to me. I'll devour you completely.

The light king could hear the words, and the floated between the pair even if they hadn't been spoken. After all nothing spoke louder than actions.

Slowly parting his lips Shuichi saw a glint of something, maybe lust, pass over the dark male's face before he chuckled deep, “Good boy.”

It was then that Shuichi felt his lips covered, and his hands came up to steady himself on the other's shoulders as Homurabi's tongue plunged between his parted lips in a heated kiss.




[Thor and Tiz - Missing You]

The sunlight shone through the trees as Thor found himself walking alone. However, he was never really alone at these times. True to his thoughts, his second in command broke through the brush, skipping up to his side as she touched his forearm gently and gave him a large smile. “Here you are Thor! You should know better than to walk alone without someone. It can be dangerous out here.”

“Same goes for you Tiz.” Thor pointed out as the girl laughed. Her laugh was like a chime in the wind.

“I'll be okay, it's you I'm worried about!” Tiz protested as she continued to walk along with him through the trees. Her grip on his arm tightened a little more as they continued to walk.

“Ever since I've been dropped here, I've survived. I doubt a walk in the trees will kill me.” Thor argued back, not really putting any strength of the argument. After all this girl beside him was the one he had come to care for. She was one of the ones that kept him grounded.

As they came to the edge of the clearing and back towards the Ochre ring, her pace slowed, and eventually stopped. “Hey Thor? Stay here with me for a while.”

Thor stopped and turned to look at her, his lips turned down into a frown as he turned to face her. He hadn't seen that she had been gripping her stomach the entire time, or that the pink clothing she normally wore was stained with blood. “Tiz?”

Panic rose, as his heart hammered in his chest and his hand covered her own. “Tiz!”

The girl simply smiled, tears starting to gather at the edges of her eyes threatening to spill. Her free hand covered his hand, “Are you happy Thor?”

Pausing, he stared back into her tranquil but sad eyes. He couldn't answer her, even before he could open his mouth, she started to fade away from his eyes once more. “Please live a long life for all of us and be happy...”

The words were but a whisper on the wind, and again she was gone. Sitting up gasping for air Thor gripped at the necklace that hung around his neck. Brushing a hand over his forehead, he covered his face with his other hand as he let out a shaky breath.