Final Fellatio | By : DiamondMask Category: Final Fantasy X > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Final Fellatio
Summary: What would Auron and Wakka do in their
last few hours before facing the unknown?
Disclaimer: This authoress does not own Final Fantasy
X or any of the respective characters.
Warnings: NC-17. Yaoi, slash, PWP, bondage, oral,
anal.
A/N: For those not in the know, ‘fellatio’ is
another term for ‘blow job’. I honestly could not resist it as a title. Right,
now this a response to a Wakka/Auron challenge. Unfortunately, it is more of an
Auron/Wakka since I just can’t picture Auron being dominated by Wakka of
all people. Add the fact that ordinarily I would never have thought of writing
this pairing and you have a short but sweet story that should not exist. But it
does. Written for RavenBlackwater since this was their challenge.
Final
Fellatio
Neither of them
had planned for it to happen.
Nor could they
have known that fate would throw them together in battle, that pure lust would
bind them together for a single moment in time.
They only knew
that they stood on the brink of oblivion.
In a matter of
hours, they would face Sin.
The airship
continued its serene glide across a sky streaked with bands of pink and orange,
unaware that a passion deep inside was beginning to beat with frantic wings.
His back
slammed against the wall of the cabin room and Auron pinned him there, crushing
his lips to a warm mouth. Wakka did not protest at the rough treatment, he revelled
in it, opening his mouth to invite the swordsman to come deeper still. The
blitzer moaned, entangling his hands in the grey streaked locks and bringing
him closer as their tongues continued the unspoken duel.
Both men were
determined to show their strength.
But one yearned
for comfort; the other desired the touch of another human being.
The kiss was
broken with a gasp by Auron, who jerked impatiently on the tight waist jacket
that graced the firm chest of his partner while Wakka attempted to do the same
to him, tearing at the snug black shirt after the red jacket had fluttered in a
heap to the floor. Once his chest was bare, Auron went on the attack,
assaulting the sensitive nipples with his tongue and teeth.
Wakka flung his
head back, hitting the wall as the burly guardian pinched one bud between his
fingers and rolled its twin with his teeth. “A-Auron…” he gasped, jolts of
pleasure making him tingle all over.
Auron smiled,
lips curving around the firm peak and he slowed down his pace, nibbling almost
delicately at the rosy tip. The blitzer sighed as the swordsman began to suckle
him like a babe, moaning encouragement and entwining his muscular arms around
the scarred back. But when heavy hands began to wander near the waistband of
his pants, Wakka reached down to snatch his wrists, clasping them around his
hips instead.
“Getting ahead
of yourself, ya?” he grinned, pinching the dark bud poking him in the chest.
The playful comment broke the sombre mood and Auron smiled, pushing his body harder
against him so that Wakka could feel his impatience. The younger man gave him a
coy look before leaning forward to capture his lips again.
He responded
eagerly, shoving his knee between the blitzer’s legs to rub his growing
arousal. Wakka groaned in appreciation and their hands quickly grew familiar
with every mark, every contour of each others bodies and soon neither were
satisfied with merely touching… but both men were dominant by nature and soon,
very soon, the problem would arise as to who would claim who.
Auron gently
steered an unresisting Wakka towards the bed, deftly working his fly along the
way. By the time the blitzer sat down with a bump on the narrow bed, it was
without pants, revealing his swollen arousal.
As he descended
towards the throbbing member, he first trailed a finger calloused by years of
swordsmanship gently along the shaft, and then tickling the warm sac lightly
with another before finally taking Wakka into his mouth.
The thin sheets
bunched under his hands as he was slowly and torturously engulfed by wet heat
and he moaned, savouring the sensation of sliding down a tight throat. Auron
paused for a moment to allow his throat muscles time to relax around the thick
organ before beginning to move, tongue sliding back and forth and spreading
warm saliva along his cock.
“Oh Y-Yevon…”
Wakka groaned, one hand flitting down to rub his stiff nipples, the other
pushing on the swordsman’s head to shove more of himself into the hot cavern.
He imagined that the skilled tongue wrapped around his hard length was stroking
and sucking him with the same strength and force with which Auron wielded his
katana, and the thought of the older man’s sheer physical power made him shiver
in delicious anticipation. Of course, Wakka was no slouch in the physical
department either, but this was Auron.
A battle
hardened, battle scarred powerhouse with a gruff and sexy voice that was the
epitome of seduction for Wakka.
Auron drew back
leisurely, licking off a drop of cum that beaded enticingly on the tip of the
pulsing member and giving it a hard tug. The blitzer made a noise of protest,
motioning frantically for him to go down on him again but the guardian smiled,
shaking his head. “Beg for it,” he growled huskily.
The younger man
scowled but gave in surprisingly quickly at the sound of the throaty voice.
This time, he picked up the pace, bobbing his head as he slid all of Wakka down
his throat. The increased speed was heaven to the orange haired blitzer and
soon he was a panting mess, begging for more in breathless gasps.
The swordsman
smirked, listening with a hint of pride to the desperate pleas and sucked
harder and moved faster. Finally, with the intense pressure building to
unbearable levels, Wakka could no longer hold back and he came with a shout,
shooting a thick stream of creamy white into a waiting throat. Auron swallowed
the cum readily, savouring the slightly bitter fluids of the blitzer, who
wilted onto the bed, panting heavily with a wide, blissful grin on his face.
Not waiting for
Wakka to fully recover from his orgasm, he climbed onto the bed to straddle him
in one smooth movement, brushing his hand across the firm chest, now slicked
with sweat. Never one for small talk, he asked the blitzer a direct question.
“Do you want
this?”
He watched the
younger man intently, watching for a flicker of doubt in his eyes.
Wakka swallowed
before answering, reaching up to caress the rough cheek. “Yeah. I do.” There
was no doubt in his eyes, only pure desire.
Auron honestly
could not remember the last time someone had looked at him like that and
smiled, slipping off the bed to retrieve his jacket from the floor. Keeping his
gaze locked with that of his partner, he slid one hand into his pocket,
withdrawing a long length of silken cord. Wakka looked a bit apprehensive at
the sight and the stoic guardian chuckled reassuringly.
“If this is
indeed to be our first and last,” he said softly, “it should be something we
would not easily forget.”
Wakka nodded his
agreement, the spike of orange hair bobbing up and down. A tiny smile curved
the corner of Auron’s mouth and he motioned for him to lie flat on his back and
proceeded to tie his wrists to each corner of the metal bedposts, repeating the
same action for his ankles.
The blitzer
wriggled a bit, the silky material rubbing against his skin. The rope around
his ankles also spread his legs apart, making him feel a little embarrassed but
giving Auron a very nice view. He watched the swordsman at work, anticipation
tingling up his spine. When he dropped his pants, the tingling became a fiery
rush that burned his blood and Wakka swallowed hard, his arousal rearing its
head once more.
“Tell me if it
hurts,” Auron said, watching the bound man carefully.
Wakka shook his
head. “I’m fine. Just… hurry, ya?”
“With
pleasure,” he murmured throatily, sitting astride the blitzer once more. He wet
his lips, lowering his head to place gentle kisses along his throat and
collarbone, giving a playful nip here and there, but not hard enough to leave
marks. Using his hands to stroke the orange hair, his lips gradually made their
way down the well-defined chest, following the silky stripe down to his
destination.
At this point,
Wakka was looking a bit hopeful but Auron shook his head, an amused smirk
playing around his mouth. “I have far better things in mind,” he told him, the
beginnings of a spell already on his lips.
The blitzer
watched with some amazement and trepidation as a small tongue of flame began to
flicker and dance on the tip of Auron’s finger. “Auron, what-?”
“Shh,” he
commanded, placing a finger over Wakka’s lips. “Trust me. I won’t hurt you.”
Slowly, he
nodded. “… I trust you.” With a wry grin, he glanced at the bonds securing his
arms and legs. “I’ve let you go this far, haven’t I?”
Auron laughed,
lowering the flame closer to his exposed cock. “You trust me even for this?” he
asked teasingly, waving his finger back and forth. The heat passed dangerously
close to his stiff flesh and Wakka winced, but did not take his eyes away from
Auron’s.
“You said you
wouldn’t hurt me and I believe you.”
The laughter
stopped and the swordsman felt his lips curve upwards. Gently he drew the flame
closer to Wakka, pausing so that the blitzer could feel the heat, watching the
sweat bead on his forehead.
He gasped
softly, his member twitching from the searing heat. Pain was there, of course,
but there was something else as well… pleasure? Was he enjoying this?
More sweat rolled down his temple, tracing the curve of his cheek and he closed
his eyes, his entire mind focused on the fire rushing through his groin.
“Auron…” he
panted, throwing his head to one side.
The guardian
looked at him expectantly. “You want me to stop?” he asked, already moving the
flame away from Wakka.
“N-No…” he
glanced up with half closed eyes glowing with desire. “More…”
He raised a
brow in surprise. “If you wish.”
Wakka was
surprised at himself and he hissed as the flame neared the tip of his cock,
hovering dangerously close. Auron was careful, never allowing the tiny fire to
actually burn his partner, only allowing him to feel the intense heat. But soon
he grew bored, fun as it was to watch the blitzer writhe because of him and he
prodded the narrow hips, gently urging Wakka to raise himself. He complied
eagerly, revealing his tight entrance to him.
When the heat
of the miniature blaze touched him so intimately, Wakka could not hold back a
cry and moaned, his hips jerking upwards. Auron forced him back down, holding
him down effortlessly with one hand and pressed the flame even closer.
Wakka trembled,
pleasure making him so giddy that he thought he would faint. “Auron…” he
managed to whisper. “Please… I need you now.”
The torturous
heat was removed and he opened his eyes to see Auron staring down at him.
Without saying a word, a blizzard spell began forming on both hands and the
flame was extinguished. But Wakka was still feeling the heat and Auron quickly
grabbed his cock, clenching a cold fist around the hot flesh.
He could have
cried at the sweet relief and a deep moan escaped his lips, his hips jerking of
their own accord. Auron began to lead his fingers up and down the burning
length, his movements’ tender and soothing. Eyes rolling back in his head,
Wakka did not believe that it could get any better.
“Oh Yevon…”
Auron smiled
secretly at the look of bliss on his face before dipping an icy finger
shallowly into him. At the cry of ecstasy that ripped from his throat, Wakka
hit heaven. Breathing hard, he begged for more, pushing back on the finger that
offered such delicious release.
The older
guardian granted his request, jamming the cold finger inside him in one smooth
stroke. Before long, Auron was thrusting three fingers into him and mumbled
pleas were spilling from Wakka’s lips, the blitzer savouring the feeling of the
slick heat embedding itself in him.
But when Auron
pulled his fingers out and did not thrust back in and Wakka gave a moan of
protest, the swordsman swiftly replaced them with something immensely more
satisfying. He entered the blitzer in one clean stroke that knocked the breath
from Wakka’s body, relishing the feeling of tight flesh massaging him so
intimately.
Pulling out so
that the tip of his of his pride just nudged the ring of reluctant muscle, he
slammed back in, quickly settling into a rhythm as he pounded repeatedly into
the muscled blitzer. Wakka wrapped his arms around the rough scarred back,
lifting himself higher in an attempt to bring him deeper. With every thrust he
pushed back with a groan, until he was literally begging for more in gasps and
huffs.
Auron grasped
his sweaty form tighter, pausing for a moment to lean forward, placing a hard
kiss on the parted lips. He returned the kiss with equal ardour, a harsh cry
ripping from his throat as the swordsman smashed into his prostrate. Sweet fire
rushed through him, setting his body alight in a blaze of passionate bliss and
he clung tighter to him, moving his hips harder.
“You’re so tight…”
he growled huskily, eye closed as he began to feel the orgasmic wave pounding
the edge of his consciousness. Wakka felt it too and the same wave soon
assaulted him, breaking over him in a single surge that let all restraint
loose. With a hoarse shout he came, tightening almost painfully around Auron.
The older guardian followed suit with several quick bucks of his hips, emptying
his seed down to the last drop inside the limp body of his partner.
Breathless, he
collapsed on top of Wakka, who could just about muster the strength to push him
off and then wrap his arms around him in a close embrace. Silence, save for
heavy breathing, descended as both recovered from their explosive climaxes.
“How was that
for one last time?” Wakka whispered jokingly, absentmindedly stroking the grey
streaked hair.
Auron smiled, a
smile touched with a poignant sadness. Wakka, you have no idea… a
piercing ache knifed through his heart at the thought, the painful reminder of
what he had missed for ten years: the warmth of another human being. But he had
accepted death; he waited to be reunited with the ones he had lost. He had
fulfilled his promises, there was nothing left for him here.
Nothing…
Wakka raised
his head at the lack of an answer and saw that the eye was closed, the
breathing shallow and deep. Chuckling softly, the blitzer settled down beside
him, soon drifting off into sleep, feeling safe and warm for the first time in
many years.
It was only
once Wakka was deeply wrapped in sleep’s embrace that Auron gave his answer.
“Thank you.”
But his words
were lost in the fading light, adrift on the winds of change stirring in Spira.
And they slept on.
Safe and
secure… in each other.
The End
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