Snakes and Snails

The End of Our Tale
Like Weiss on Rice

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Marianne stopped at the infirmary before he went home. His two comrades had come through earlier today after their ‘practice’ together. One of them managed to knick him before he toppled them to the floor. He might have ignored it before when he was living alone, but Weiss usually fussed about every little cut and bruise on him. He thought he would just go get himself healed this time and skip all that. He never minded it on most nights, and it was sometimes nice to be ‘fussed’ over, but tonight he wanted to play with him and it wouldn’t do for Weiss to be worried about him while he was.

He opened the door to the infirmary. He nodded to the receptionist and she just waved him through. He came up to the door, the one with a golden plaque that had his mother’s name and profession stamped on it. He briskly rapped on it before he let himself inside.

“Marianne.” His mother said without having to look up. “I could tell by your knock.” She finally glanced at him.

“Mother.” Mari greeted.

“I guess you are responsible for those two men who came in earlier?” Mari nodded. “You really should be nicer to your colleagues Marianne. Really, all those stab wounds. You are lucky we live in an age of advanced medicine or they would’ve died.”

“But we do live in one.” So he would keep doing it until they learned to respect him… or die because they didn’t get to the infirmary fast enough.

His mother sighed at him impatiently. “Did you get hurt?”

He showed her his cut through the slit on his sleeve. “A scrape.”

It was at least five inches long! “Dear God Mari!” She screamed and he winced. “Are you a complete fool?! Why didn’t you come here sooner?”

“It’s not bleeding.” Mari huffed.

She just glared at him. “That’s hardly the point!” She yanked open her drawer, pulled something out and got up from her chair. He held out his arm to her and she placed her hand on it. A familiar green glow flowed from her hand and onto his wound and it knitted together again. There was a scar of course and she clucked her tongue at him. “Look at you Mari… you’re going to be nothing but a bunch of scars. Then Weiss will think you’re ugly.”

“My baby wouldn’t be that shallow.” He grinned.

“Your baby, hm?” Vivian smiled at that, her voice growing slightly nostalgic from its earlier reprising tone. “My little boy.” She touched his face.

“Mom…”

“I thought you’d never get married. You know… because I didn’t think anyone would be able to put up with you.”

“Thanks.” He grumbled.

“I’m teasing… but you used to push everyone away from you. I’m glad you finally found someone.” She sighed. “I just wish I would have been there to see it.”

“I know.” They had eloped, the only two people who knew about it being Nero and his little girlfriend, Shelke. They had been their witnesses. His mother and Weiss’ parents were a little offended that they hadn’t been invited but they got over it quickly. They just didn’t want a big to-do about their marriage.

“Let me see your ring.” She said softly.

He patiently removed his glove and presented his hand to her, she grabbed took it and looked at it closely.

“A nice strong metal, good boy.” Vivian smiled. “It will never break.” She cupped his large hand within the both of hers. “I’m proud of you.” She leaned down and kissed his forehead to his surprise. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

“It’s okay.” His voice was a little off, probably due to the shock he just experienced at her saying that.

“No it’s not. I should have said it years ago.” She sighed, “I guess I’m not very good at expressing myself.”

“It came from being married to dad.” He finally realized that himself, he had always assumed she was indifferent. He only recently realized the truth, he was just like her in that regard. They didn’t want to show anyone anything so they wouldn’t get hurt.

“Yes, you are right. Your father sort of beat the emotions right out of us so to speak.” Her smile was rueful. “He hasn’t won though, not really. Your sister was very happy before she died… and look at you… you are married and have a nice military career in front of you.”

He noticed that she left herself out. “What about you?”

She pat his hand. “I might not be married, but I am not alone. I have fulfilling friendships and I enjoy my work. I never regretted anything I ever did… even marrying your awful father. Then I wouldn’t have had the two of you. Well, I regretted not leaving him sooner and making the two of you suffer.” She sighed.

“I know.”

“But let’s not talk about your father. It’s only a pity he didn’t die after you sent him the announcement.”

“I thought the same thing.” Marianne laughed. He looked at the clock on the wall, it was getting late. He shouldn’t stay too much longer, Weiss was expecting him.

“You better head back home, hm?” Vivian noticed his eyes wandering off.

“Yes.”

“Have fun.” She said knowingly before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

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When Mari opened the door to their apartment, he found Weiss sleeping happily on the couch. By happily he meant he had quite a smile on his face and a little blush to match it. He raised his eyebrow to that before closing the door behind him and moving to the couch.

Weiss heard his approach apparently because he woke up. “Mari…” He sighed, stretching. The boy still had that goofy sort grin on his face that he couldn’t quite figure out. Weiss sat up then and moved to stand on his feet. He was a little wobbly but he managed to wrap his arms around his neck and give him a kiss.

“Have a little drink with the old man?” Mari guessed.

“Mmmm…” Weiss smiled.

“You’re not drunk are you?”

“No.” Weiss sighed.

He looked a little tipsy though, he didn’t know why but he looked incredibly cute with that little dreamy smile edging his mouth. His body was more relaxed than usual, he couldn’t help but think this might be unbelievably fun. “Let’s take a bath together.”

Weiss made a pleased noise, his hands already moving to his clothes to remove them.

Marianne took his uniform off, but silently watched Weiss as he stepped out of his clothes. He just took him this afternoon but he never grew tired of him revealing his body to him. He was perfect and beautiful in everyway… and he couldn’t wait to run his hands all over him.

But apparently he could because Weiss was looking at him expectantly. “What are you waiting for Mari? I’m all yours.”

Marianne only smiled at that and went to him, lifting him until Weiss wrapped his legs around his waist and his arms around his neck. He carried him into the bathroom and set him down on the high edge of the bathtub. His fingers gripped around the tap and turned on the water. He waited for it to warm up before he let the stopper drop.
“Husband.” Weiss sighed from his perch.

“Mmm…” Mari purred, moving to kiss him. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips onto what he thought might be Weiss’ mouth… but it turned out to be his cheek instead. “Hmph!” He kept his eyes open this time, and as he thought, Weiss was turning his head. He had a silly smirk on his face, he was teasing him! “Brat.”

He kept it up for maybe a minute, pushing at him, not letting him kiss him and playing hard to get… but he always submitted to him in the end. Always. Weiss sighed happily against his mouth when he finally captured it… but he ended their kiss rather quickly with a smirk.

That’s how he wanted to play tonight? So be it. Mari grabbed his hair firmly and bent his head back. He plunged into his mouth again, this time a little more forcefully. The surfaces of his mouth were so soft and sweet. He ran his tongue along his and coaxed it into playing with him and Weiss whimpered. He let a hand roam down his throat to his chest where he traced his nipple before running his nail across it. Weiss’ body jumped to his, his arms wrapping around his neck finally. It marked the end of his brief resistance of him and Mari let him go.

Mari moved into the bathtub first, closely followed by Weiss, which he had to grab at to keep him from slipping. He rested on Marianne’s chest for a moment, practically purring his happiness to him. He couldn’t help but notice the water was hot enough to redden his pale skin. “Is the water too hot for you?”

“No, it’s nice.” Weiss moved down and submerged himself as far as he could go and still stay atop his chest.

He looked so content to stay like that, but he knew better than that. “Tired?”

“A little.”

“After I’m finished you’ll be very tired.”

“After you’re finished I’ll probably be asleep.” Weiss sighed.

“We’ll see.”

“I guess we will.” He quipped back
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He sat up and dragged Weiss into his lap. “You know, you are always so impatient when we’re making love that I usually don’t get to play with you as I like.” He place sipping kisses along his throat. He rough hands rubbed along his back, he hadn’t submerged them yet so he could still feel the calluses on his hands.

Weiss made a pleased noise and arched into him. He ran his hands down his chest with his wet hands, enjoying the little ridges and peaks he found there. Mari’s arm went under him and he lifted him to his knees then, he let his mouth trail from his neck to his nipple and nipped at it before soothing it over with tongue. The hand he had moved him up with cupped his rear before squeezing. “You are such a pervert Mari….” Weiss moaned happily.

“Oh?” He goosed him and Weiss jumped, waking up completely.

“You’re mean!” He smacked his shoulder. “That’s what you are!”

“Hm hm hm.” He laughed, pulling him to him once more and felt Weiss almost instantly relax in his grip. “Sorry.”

“Sorry? You should make it up to me.” He grinned.

“And how should I make it up to you?”

Weiss blushed, “Do me how I like.”

Mari grinned. “I might, but first…” He slipped his finger inside him and Weiss moaned. He wrapped his other arm around his back and brought him forward again to run his tongue over his nipple.

Weiss let out a drawn out noise of pleasure. “Mari…” He sighed. “Don’t tease me tonight.”

“Don’t tease you? I haven’t even started.” He groaned when he felt Weiss’ fingers encircling him.

“I don’t want to be teased… not right now.” He kissed him firmly on the mouth. “I want you.”

Mari grinned at him, he was being a little pushy today. He watched as Weiss got into a crouching position on top of him.

Weiss took hold of his member and positioned him at his entrance before he slowly sank down on him. When he was deep enough he let go and moved his hands on his chest for balance and he lowered himself.

Mari loved that almost pained expression on his face. He watched as Weiss bit his lower lip and shook as he almost pushed him in as deep as he could go.

“Mari…” He whimpered. “You feel so good inside…” He lifted himself again and sobbed, he felt so wonderful inside him he almost couldn’t think to move on him. He felt Mari grasp his hips and he looked down at that wicked smile. He almost gurgled his pleasure to him, he knew what he was thinking. He grabbed the tub edge in enough time for him to lift him up and slam him back down on him with an upward thrust. “Mari!” He screamed, his back arching. Oh God! Oh God! He couldn’t think, he couldn’t even breathe. He was going to go insane. His eyes filled up with tears and he sobbed. “Mari…” He lowered his head.

“My pretty baby…” He thrust into him again and his head fell back once more. “You’re so beautiful.” He had long since gotten used to this reaction to their love making. He used to be a little frightened that he hurt him but once Weiss begged him to continue, well… it had been different. He always wondered how far he could push him… but whatever he did he always had him sobbing and writhing. He could almost get his fulfillment through his reaction alone.

He was pushing him into him so forcefully he cried out and came. “Mari!”

Mari tittered when his cum shot across his chest. “Pretty baby.” He sat up and brought his knees forward. Weiss took a quick breath when he did. “Turn around.”

Weiss lifted himself on shaky legs and turned himself. Mari pulled him down onto his lap. He didn’t slide into him again despite the hard arousal he found sticking into his back. He heard a growling noise issue forth from behind him. “Mari?” Weiss asked, moving one arm up to wrap around his neck. Mari grabbed it suddenly and held it still. “Mari?” He questioned again.

“You like saying my name a lot.” Marianne observed, rubbing his face into his neck before tracing upward with his tongue.

“Do you not like it?” Weiss wondered.

“I hate my name.” Mari admitted, his freehand moving up the boy’s chest to fondle him. “But I like it when you say it.” He said in Weiss’ ear causing him to giggle. “Pretty baby.” And he shivered. “You like it when I call you that?”

“I like it because you only say it when you’re doing things to me.”

“Doing things to you?” He asked, nibbling on his ears, piercing and all. “That sounds awfully vague.”

“Mari…” Weiss whined, hoping Mari wasn’t thinking what he thought he was thinking. “Don’t make me beg.”

“But you beg so nicely pretty baby.” He teased one nipple than the other with brief unsatisfying touches.

Weiss held back a moan that would only encourage him to continue. “You’re so mean Mari… I don’t know why I love you so much.”

“Because I make you feel so...” His fingers trailed down his chest into the water, Weiss’ body couldn’t help the spasm that ran through it. “Good.”

“Yes.” He couldn’t help but agree. “But I love you for other things of course.”

“Of course.” He agreed, nibbling on his ears again. “Have enough piercings?”

“I think I could fit a few more on there.” Weiss tittered.

He didn’t mind really, but he thought he would tease. “Every time I kiss your ear I feel like I have gone to the dentist’s office… I’m sure that it scraps off some of that plaque from the day.”

“Mari!” Weiss shrieked, horrified at that. “You’re so mean!”

“If you keep calling me mean, I’ll get mean.” He growled, the vibrations tickling his ears.

Weiss turned his head and looked back at him seriously for a moment. Mari couldn’t help but stare at his eyes. That light shade of blue doted with a golden color. He was sure as long as he lived he would never see another pair quite like his.

“You… are mean.”

He snapped back into reality at that. He grinned, “So you want to play do you?”

“Mmm…” Weiss purred, sensing the tension in his body.

“I usually just fuck you don’t I?” Mari asked, licking that flesh that connected his neck to his shoulder. “Maybe I’ll just tease you instead?”

“Did I say you were mean?” Weiss tittered. “What I meant to say is you were really nice.”

“Too late to sweet talk me now.” He nibbled on his skin, before he set his teeth into the groove of his neck and bit down hard.

“Ah!” Weiss cried out, his eyebrows lifting somewhat. “Mari…” His voice was soft and apologetic.

“Oh no you don’t!” He growled, “I’m not going to feel bad for you now.”

Weiss moved out of his grasp and sat down in his lap, he placed warm little kisses along his jaw line before he placed a soft peck on his mouth. “Mari…” He said again, just as sweetly as before. “Mari… I got you.”

What? Was all he could think before Weiss playfully dunked his head under the water. The move had caught him so off guard that when he came up a second later he was choking and sputtering. Weiss of course thought it had been great fun as he was laughing his head off. His glare made the younger man stop short.

Mari didn’t look amused with him at all! Weiss tried to make a run for it, he didn’t even move an inch before Mari’s hands snapped around his hips and held him in place. He giggled nervously.

“Don’t think by acting cute that it’ll save you now.”

“Of course not Mari.” Weiss said sweetly anyway. He raked his nails across Mari’s chest then, startling the man into letting him go and he made a dash for it. He practically slid out of the bathroom and made it to the hallway before Mari tackled him to the floor. He mercifully fell on his back, otherwise he might have been in a great deal of pain. He struggled against his overbearing weight for maybe a moment before he went pliant underneath him.

“Very stupid.” Mari growled in his ear and he shivered. “If you want to act like a bad kitty, I’ll treat you like one.” He flipped him over onto his stomach and jerked his hips up.

“Mari…” Weiss voice was a happy one.

“I don’t think I said you could talk you little wretch.” He pushed his head down to the floor. “Spread you legs.” Mari purred when he did that at more, he even arched his back to facilitate his entry. He nuzzled the back of his neck causing Weiss to shiver once more. He was incredibly sensitive right now. By the time he entered into him again Weiss made a pleased little noise. “My love.” He trailed his hands from his back to his buttocks and squeezed them. His fingers clamped around his hips almost cruelly then and pulled himself back and swung himself forward.

“Mari!” He dug his fingernails into the carpet and just went along for the ride.

After a few moment Marianne grabbed his arms and pulled them back, making sure not to twist them too much and pull them out of joint. Weiss let his head fall along with his damp hair and sobbed his name. He closed his eyes for a moment. He was going to cum… part of him wanted to wait for Weiss, then again… the other part of him wanted to punish the boy as well.

Weiss knew what he was going to do to him, and he couldn’t care less if he left him behind as long he was inside him. He felt those hands holding his arms tighten as he pistoned his hips into him. Marianne growled his pleasure to him before he came. “Mari!” Weiss threw his head back and sobbed, he might not have cum himself but the feeling of his excitement alone drove him to cry out, not to mention that wonderful and now familiar feeling of his warm cum inside him. His slippery fingers gripped his arms until he released him. He felt Mari’s breath in short bursts against the back of his neck. Oh God, he thought. He was so tired that he slumped against the ground.

“Did I wear you out?” Mari leered and Weiss shuddered underneath him. “I’m not finished with you yet.” He lifted him up and threw him over his shoulder.

Weiss grunted at the impact it hand on his stomach. “Mari…”

“Too late.” Mari teased. “I hope I don’t hit your head on the doorframe when I turn around.”

Weiss held his arms up as he said that, thinking he might just do it. Marianne felt his movement and laughed. Mari locked the door behind him, making sure Weiss could see him do it. It was just one more barrier to have to run through in case he tried to escape again. His husband then playfully tossed him back in the tub headless of water that came spraying out onto the floor… or that he’d hit his head on the tub. “OW!” He shrieked, clutching the back of his head. “Mari!”

“You have a hard head.” Marianne observed with a smile getting back into the rapidly cooling water. “Let’s take a bath now shall we?” Weiss growled at him. “Don’t be a brat. Come here.”

Weiss patiently allowed him to dump water over his head before he shampooed his hair, making sure to run over that tender spot a little more forcefully… just to be mean of course! Weiss just dug his nails into his thighs when he did it, earning himself an even rougher scrubbing. “Mari…” He whined painfully. “Stop being mean or when I do you I’m going to get soap in your eyes.”

“I’d like to see you try it.” Mari growled at him but stopped all the same. He dumped water over his head again, his normally feather like hair flattened against his skull. He didn’t know why but it reminded him something of a drowning rat. He knew from experience as it dried it would fan out again. Some people had strange hair like that while others had relatively flat hair… like his.

Soon it was Weiss’ turn and he patiently repeated the process with him. He dumped water over his head and washed his hair. His hair, likewise, changed shape as it turned from waves to ringlets. Weiss enjoyed playing with them; in fact he was doing just that right now.

Mari fisted his hand under the younger man’s chin and brought his head up for a kiss. All the fight was out of him for now. “Are you going to be sweet now?” Weiss looked away demurely before he nodded. “Good.” He took his almost wilted form and kneeled him down at the edge of the tub and Weiss was looking out into the bathroom.

“Mari?” He couldn’t believe he was sliding into his body yet again. He leaned back and brought Weiss with him. It wasn’t quite what he thought he would do… but it was nice. A strong arm was banded across his chest and arms while his other hand came up to his stomach.

“Hm hm hm…” Marianne chuckled.

“What are you going to do?” Weiss was worried now. Mari dragged his nails across his stomach and chest, not enough to cut through but to leave red lines in their wake. “Oh!” The muscles underneath his skin quaked underneath his knowing hands. “Mari… please.” He felt Mari release him before grabbing the back of his legs to lift him up. “Mari!” He squirmed happily against him.

“This is what you wanted right?” He growled into his ear.

“Yes!” He cried out when he lifted him up and dropped him down. The water rushed up over the tub as he thrust up over and over. Weiss arms went up behind him and encircled Mari’s neck. “Mari I love you!” He sobbed when he brought him down again. “Please, I can’t stand this! Faster!” He did as he asked and his mind couldn’t even function as that dick of his rammed into his body, he gasped and let out a wail of pleasure for him and screamed after every thrust.

If he didn’t know better, he would have thought Weiss was in pain from all that enthusiastic screaming he was doing right now. But he wasn’t and he knew it. God he loved how perfect he was, how he gave himself over to him with such trust. How he panted every time he pulled him up and screamed every time he let him drop on his member. It was fulfilling to watch him cum when he took him like this, when he could watch his body react from above if he looked.

Weiss rested his head into the nook of his throat then. The hands Weiss used to hold him steady were being used to grip at the back of his neck, his nails digging into the skin they found there.

Mari growled at him then and Weiss cried out at the vibrations from his chest. He pressed his face into his neck when his body jerked against him. Weiss came then, his body tightening one last time before he went limp in his grasp. He slammed into his tight hole a few more times before he came himself and shuddered against that warm body in front of him.

Weiss was not only pliant but he dozed against him a few times. Mari smiled at that. He was still quite innocent despite all that they did together. He bathed his tired form before washing the grime and sweat off of him.

Weiss made a soft noise then and leaned against him, seeking out his warmth. The water had long since run cold so Mari pulled out the stopper and lifted Weiss out of the tub with him. “Weiss, wake up.” He said gently.

“Mmm.” He protested.

“You need to dry off.” Marianne tittered. “I can’t hold you up and do that at the same time.” He set Weiss down on his feet and handed him a towel.

The younger man took it and rubbed it over his skin briskly, he was shaking because of the cold. Even with his newfound activity and shivering Mari silently wondered if he was even really awake. Sometimes when he got very tired like this he was more or less like a zombie.

Mari sighed and toweled Weiss’ hair then to help him out. He really was hopeless sometimes. Weiss’ shivering form sought him out again and he pressed himself against him. Mari lifted him up before taking him into their room and laying him down on their bed. Weiss never relinquished his hold on him all the while, making getting into bed somewhat difficult. When he brought the covers around their shoulders he too suddenly felt very heavy and tired. He felt Weiss’ leg move over his hip and he pressed himself into his body. Mari ran his hand absently over his hair and back until he stopped shaking and then embraced him for the night.

“Mari?” He heard his soft voice call into the darkness of their room.

Nothing else was said for a moment and he decided to ask. “What?”

“It’s like the whole world stops, and you’re in heaven.”

He had to blink a few times to keep his eyes from tearing up, he thought he had forgotten. “It is.”

“I love you Mari.”

This was all he had ever wanted: to be loved and to be worthy of it. “I love you too.” He answered back. He fell asleep that night, listening to Weiss’ quiet breathing.

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Author’s Notes:

Yay for the rough stuff! Well, that’s the end of that story! I hope you enjoyed it! Read and review if you will!

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+Watching the Sunset+
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