Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction ❯ Just Because ❯ Say My Name ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Notes: My second Carrot/Marron and both of them are out of character, again. {sigh} I just see their relationship like this. Don't ask....I don't know what's wrong with me either.

Warnings: yaoi, lemon, incest, angst



Just Because



The sakura festival was in full swing on the Spooner continent and the Sorcerer Hunters were in the midst of it. Having been given a entire week off by the gracious Momma, they had decided to spend it in one of the larger cities that held massive celebrations. Now the sun was setting and everyone was settling in with that special someone to watch the fireworks, or they should have been.

Gateau had been distracted most of the day by posing for the beauties that crossed his path and now found himself sitting with three of them on his lap. Sure, he wasn't complaining, the one in the yellow sundress was adorable, but he wished for a moment that he actually knew their names.

Chocolate and Tira had long ago given up on keeping tabs on Carrot and contented themselves to seek out a good location to watch from. Perhaps he would wander back just in time, or perhaps not. They were content just to enjoy each others company in mutual sympathy and pray that he didn't get into too much trouble.

The object of their prayers was currently weaving his way through the crowded streets. In one hand he held a bottle of sake and in the other a cherry twig full of pretty pink blooms. His brown eyes searched the crowd, not finding what he wanted. Suddenly an idea struck him, changing corse he headed toward the lake.

And that was where he found Marron. The mage had spread a blanket beneath one of the large trees. He looked almost ethereal sitting under its swooping branches, pale skin almost glowing in the new light of the moon. His attention was elsewhere and Carrot was beside him before he even turned.

"Niisan," he welcomed with a reserved smile.

Carrot nodded, proffering the bough. Slender fingers reached to accept it, Marron sniffed it delicately before setting it down and motioning for Carrot to join him.

"I thought you weren't coming," he whispered.

"Of corse I was! I just couldn't find you, you're not exactly in the most likely place," he uncorked the sake as he talked, offering the bottle to Marron first.

"I don't like crowds. And keep that away, I'd like to be awake for at least part of the evening."

Carrot shrugged, taking a large drink himself before sitting it aside, "Are you mad at me for being late?"

"No," he sighed, "I just thought..."

"You thought I was off with a woman," he forced golden eyes to meet his own.

"Yes."

"God Marron, you know better than that! Why would I?! I mean you," he raised a gentle hand to Marron's cheek, "you're so beautiful. I don't tell you that enough."

"..."

Leaning in he touched Marron's soft lips with his own. Slipping his hand to the other's neck, he deepened the kiss, pushing in his tongue. Marron allowed it, tasting the bitter remnants of sake and something entirely different, entirely Carrot. It wasn't until he felt the impatient hands at his collar that he pushed away. Carrot pouted a bit at being denied, but knew better than to push it.

Settling back against the tree, he drew Marron onto his lap. Long dark hair tickled his arms as the mage laid his head back onto Carrot's shoulder. Tilting their eyes skyward, they watched in silence as bright colorful lights lit up the darkness.

~*~

It was much later when the last of the fireworks died, leaving the night quiet and peaceful. The far away noise of people moving back to their inns and houses could be heard, but the two were too far away to make out anything specific. Bringing the sake container once more to his lips, Carrot drank, leaving just a tiny bit in the bottle, no more than a sip. He lifted it carefully to his brother's lips. Marron turned his head away a bit lethargically, but Carrot insisted, tipping up the bottle. Marron drank, coughing a bit as the clear liquid ran down his throat.

"Just a little never hurt. Good for you," Carrot said, his voice not slurring but his thoughts somewhat disjointed. Tossing the empty decanter to the grass, he ran his hand down Marron's arm, finally reaching the cool flesh of his hand and interlacing their fingers. Nuzzling the boy's neck, he pushed Marron's head to the side, gaining access to his neck. He ran wet circles over the perfect ear, descending just beneath it to suck roughly. Marron twisted in his arms, freeing himself of Carrot's grasp to roll over and onto his stomach on the blanket. Burying his face in his arms, he laughed.

"Marron...Marron...," reaching down, Carrot lifted Marron's chin to see a bright flush already spread across his cheeks.

"Told ya'...can't," he seemed to be thinking rather hard, "can't drink." Rolling over once again, he laid on his back in the cool grass hands placed primly on his chest, staring at the stars.

Carrot moved quickly. Spreading his legs, he straddled Marron's waist. Reaching out, he fiddled once again with his brother's collar, the complicated clasp was a constant pain to him and he had suggested on more than one occasion that Marron get one with a zipper, or at the least snaps. Finally the hook slid free, and with a few more motions he had the ties undone and Marron's chest revealed to his greedy eyes. Dipping forward, he took one of the pink nipples into his mouth, using his teeth to bite lightly and pleased to feel Marron arch beneath him.

Sliding back over Marron's thighs, he lifted the boy in his arms, taking a moment just to hold him before slipping the white satin fabric from his shoulders and laying him back onto the ground. Delicate hands reached up to tug at the hem of his shirt, pulling ineffectively at the cloth. Marron let out a frustrated sigh as Carrot pushed his hands away.

"Let me ototo, just tonight, let me be in control."

Golden eyes closed in resignation. Carrot smirked. He placed a gentle line of kisses down Marron's chest and stomach, letting his tongue dip playfully into his navel before untying the maroon sash that blocked his progress. Soon the mage lay naked before him, his face flushed with more than alcohol. Kneeling between the slightly bent knees, Carrot caressed Marron's inner thighs, marveling at how soft the flesh was, how beautiful. It was a rare moment that he could look, explore, and he took full advantage of it.

He laid soft kisses there, moving slowly to the straining erection that lay so close. His lips brushed it and Marron shivered beneath him.

"Niisan," he whispered. Never would a plea pass those lips even as lost as he was, there was still a measure of control. Carrot wanted to hear him beg as he had been forced to do on so many nights past.

He braced his hands on Marron's hips, determined to get just what he wanted. Closing his mouth around the tip, Carrot flicked his tongue in what he knew was a taunting fashion. He moved up and down, never taking in more than a few inches. Moving his hand under Marron's bottom, he brushed against the tight ring of muscle. Marron pushed back against his fingers, making it perfectly clear what he wanted. Carrot simply moved on, cupping the other's balls and massaging them gently.

Suddenly Marron pulled away. He sat up, crossing his legs and balancing himself a bit shakily. He glare, however, was steady.

"This," he said, "is why you are not allowed to be on top."

"Ototo--"

"I don't like to be teased," he stated calmly, in shocking monotone for his condition and words, " I have never liked it. Now, if you do not want me to throw you against that tree and make you scream my name, then I suggest you get on with it."

Carrot's eyes wavered. He wanted to hear it, he wanted...

"Please Marron. I...I..."

Marron sighed, he was getting a headache and his floundering lover was not helping. Silently damning the alcohol that made it hard to think, he pushed back his mussed hair to look once again at the hesitant boy before him.

"Niisan. Tell me what you want. Now."

"I want to hear you say it."

Resisting the childish urge to roll his eyes, Marron leaned forward. Grabbing a fistful of Carrot's hair, he brought their mouths together in a harsh, demanding kiss. Leaving the other breathless, he pulled back just enough so their foreheads were resting against each other.

"Take me Carrot. Fuck me."

Falling back to the ground, he pulled Marron with him, quickly rolling to place himself on top before the other got any different ideas. Struggling to his knees, Carrot fumbled with the drawstring of his pants. Nimble hands soon took over. With a practiced skill, Marron pushed the pants down about Carrot's knees, thankful that his sword had been lain aside lest it cause even more problems then they already had. Pulling at the shirt, Marron went to lift it over his head but Carrot pushed him back.

"I got it. I got it."

Tossing the garment aside, he lifted Marron's shapely leg over his shoulder, getting his own arm caught momentarily before figuring out the correct dynamic of the position. Sure, they had done this before, ever catering to Marron's moods, but the other three times had been impromptu moments in rather obvious situations. Shower. Table. That time with leash and....

He had better things to do than reminisce. Stroking Marron's arousal, he distracted him as he positioned himself. It was at that crucial moment that he realized he hadn't brought any lubricant. Damnit! Marron was not going to let him do this again if he didn't--

"Just do it!" the mage yelled, clasping a hand around his brother's wrist.

Moving in instant response to the demand, he plunged forward, burying himself completely in the warm passage. Marron threw back his head, hand grasping Carrot's wrist hard enough to bruise, eyes pinching shut and trying to hold back the tears that escaped without his consent. A gentle hand was instantly at his cheek, wiping them away.

"Shhh...don't cry, don't cry Marron. I'm sorry."

Sorry. A word that had never passed between them involving sex. All the nights of tears and pain sprang to Marron's mind and for a moment he saw clearly how wrong it was, but it passed, swallowed by the need.

"Move!" he gasped, swatting away Carrot's hand and turning his face away so he wouldn't have to look his brother in the eyes.

Carrot obeyed. With fierce motions he thrust into Marron, bringing them both into quick completion. Their desperate cries shot through the night, no names.

~*~

Walking into the room Marron found the older boy curled up on his side of the bed. Leaning down, he placed a chaste kiss on Carrot's cheek. Wide eyes fluttered open to look at him.

"Why?" Carrot whispered.

"Because I'm sorry."


~end~

Notes: Was there a plot in that? I don't know. This is why you don't leave an evil yaoi writer waiting for two hours in a hallway with only her laptop.

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