Sorcerer Stabber Orphen Fan Fiction ❯ Simple Lessons ❯ Simple Lessons ( Prologue )

:: Simple Lessons ::

Sorceress Stabber Orphen

Disclaimer: I don't own Sorceress Stabber Orphen or any of the characters mentioned.

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Orphen/Majic

Warnings: PWP, OOC, slight AU, some Cleao-bashing, yaoi, language, lemon

Thanks To: Kat-chan for inspiring this one. ^_^ And for the many great ideas, lines, etc... This is dedicated to you!

Notes: No, I do understand they're out-of-character. Y'don't need to tell me; I've only seen the first three episodes thus far.

Yes, I know Orphen probably really likes Cleao or Azari more than Majic.

No, I don't know anything about the actual series as a) there isn't much information on it on the 'net and b) I don't want to spoil it for myself anyways.

Yes, Majic is my favorite character.

No, there isn't a point to this. It's pointless sex between two guys. Okie-dokie?

Yes, I dislike Cleao a great deal. There will be Cleao-bashing in here.

No, contrary to what you may believe, I don't hate Orphen/Cleao pairings. I do approve, really... I just prefer Orphen/Majic. *shrug*

Yes, I prefer yaoi to het nowadays.

Are we done? Wonderful. Moving on now...

Something was majorly wrong. It was easy for him to tell; he may have looked and even been innocent, but he always caught on quickly. He was much more perceptive than one would have thought. Maybe that was one reason why he gad been chosen as the sorcerer's apprentice.

But Orphen was acting high-strung lately, so much that he was starting to take it out on Majic himself.

'Which is no fair,' the blonde boy decided, pouting faintly as he stared up at the hotel ceiling. It had been two weeks since they had started their "training journey" but they'd been in this town for the past three days, as Orphen had decided it would be a good place to train Majic for a few days.

'If anyone, he should be taking it out on Cleao.' It wasn't very nice to think, even if it was true. Cleao was being very obnoxious lately, even more than her usual. As of late, she was constantly interrupting their training with some sort of nagging, trying to force Orphen or Majic to buy her clothes or whatever she wanted at the moment. They always denied her though (Orphen always; Majic tended to cave if his head started to throb in pain) and then Orphen would take out his irritation on his student.

Not fair.

And since it was constantly interrupted, training wasn't going so well, either. And since Orphen was so tense all the time now, he was starting to ream his pupil for even the smallest mistakes. It didn't help that a tense Orphen tended to make Majic nervous, either.

Scratch the not going so well part. Training was pretty much hell now.

Majic sighed and kicked the end of the bed with his heels, a vaguely misty look clouding his eyes. 'Master needs a break,' he decided. 'Some way to relieve stress. Something--'

"Ah-HA!"

'... Not Cleao.'

"I caught you this time!" he could hear the teenage girl shriek in the hallway, her voice filled with triumph. "Admit it! This time you were going to peep at me!"

"Oh, for God's sake." Orphen's irritated voice carried as well. Majic made a mental note to complain about the thickness of the walls... Or lack thereof. "Would you get over that already?"

"No way! I have proof this time!" Majic sighed as they continued to bicker, pulling the pillow from under his head and covering his ears. It didn't help, naturally, but at least if anyone asked...

"Then why were you peeping through the eyehole at my door, then, hm?!"

"I got your and Majic's rooms mixed up!"

"You were going to peep at Majic?!"

"NO!"

Majic felt his face redden. He pressed the pillow closer to his face as though trying to smother himself. 'Cleao can be so tactless... And Master wouldn't do that, anyway. The last time he 'peeped' at anyone he was really just watching out for that sword. It was a complete accident he saw her...'

The door slammed open suddenly, making him start. "That little bitch!" Orphen swore. Majic's eyes widened; Orphen never swore at Cleao. He was never that angry with her. He was really tense, that was for sure. "She's driving me fucking crazy!"

"Um... Master..."

"I wanna go shopping. I need new clothes. I've been wearing the same outfit for days," he mimicked, scowling as he paced the floor. "Why didn't she bring her own money? She's certainly rich enough. Damnit..."

A tiny sweatdroplet formed on the back of the blue-eyed pupil's head. "Master--"

"And now accusing me of 'peeping' at her again," he fumed, pointedly ignoring his apprentice. Majic had the feeling he was simply ranting to him for the lack of any other male acquaintance to rant to. "Like there's anything for me to see--"

"Master?" Majic interrupted, surprised when the sorcerer stopped abruptly to look at him. "Was there a reason you were looking for me?"

"Huh?" A puzzled expression set in before Orphen suddenly understood. "Oh, you heard us," he said.

Majic gave him an exasperated look. "It wasn't hard."

Pretending he hadn't said anything, Orphen leaned against a wall and smirked faintly, mahogany eyes pinning him and causing him to blush faintly as he remembered Cleao's shocked outburst. "I was just going to suggest we take tomorrow off."

"That's a great idea!" The brunette raised an eyebrow and his student quickly corrected himself. "I mean... Just to relax. It's not like I want to slack off..."

"Right," Orphen said slowly, shrugging it off. "Just enjoy your day off. I probably won't see you... And don't let Cleao trick you into giving her any money," he snapped. Majic started at his suddenly harsh tone but nodded quickly.

"Of course, Master. Not a single coin, I swear..." Orphen kept staring at him, making Majic shift uncomfortably. His master was acting very strange... "Master? Are you all right?" he asked timidly.

"Of course," Orphen replied, blinking and looking partially normal again. A strange smile lit his face. "I just... Want to get one last lesson in before midnight."

Majic groaned softly. Not another one... Normally he wouldn't object, but with Orphen acting as weird as he was...

He yelped when he realized his master was suddenly in front of him, leaning very close and grinning. "Relax. It's a simple lesson; you don't have to do much at all. All you need to do," he continued, poking him in the middle of the chest while he grin broadened, "is relax and let your body do what it wants to."

"Huh?" Majic was usually quick to catch on, but Orphen was being more vague than usual. His eyes flitted down nervously to the finger trailing down his chest while Orphen simply stared at him, still smiling, still looking very, very strange...

Then their lips made contact, just for a brief moment. It was a simple touch, so light Majic barely felt it. Even so, he gasped and jerked back, staring at his master with wide eyes. "Master...?" he whispered, edging back slowly. He wasn't sure if he was repulsed or excited, but whatever was making his heart pound scared him.

"Relax," Orphen reminded him, backing him up against the bedpost. "Just do what your body wants. Trust me, it's great stress relief."

"I... But--"

Orphen smirked; leaning in until they were nearly nose-to-nose, hands on either side of Majic's head. "Hey, who's the master here?" he asked calmly. "Just relax already." He then pressed a forceful kiss to the blonde's lips. Majic squeaked in surprise, realizing too late that had given Orphen the opening he wanted. A tongue slipped into his mouth and blue eyes widened in shock. 'M-Master?!'

The brunette pushed him hard against the headboard, practically sitting on his apprentice's lap as he kissed him. A whimper escaped Majic's throat; why was Orphen acting so... So...

He'd completely lost his train of thought. What was going on again? Orphen was kissing him... So why had he been so freaked out a moment ago? He couldn't remember. His eyes lapsed shut; one pale hand reached up to tangle itself in dark, chocolate-coloured hair. A small moan escaped the blonde's mouth as he allowed his master to further the kiss, but just as he began to do so Orphen pulled back, a faint smirk on his face. Majic panted softly as he tried to regain control of himself, a pout gracing his lips. "That's not fair," he whispered.

"You need to calm down," Orphen replied. "You'll waste all your energy if you're tensed up all the time. That goes for fighting as well," he added almost thoughtfully.

"But... Master..." Majic trailed off as Orphen leaned forward, once again being gentle with his kisses. This time the boy was quicker to open his mouth, eager to feel the pleasant sensations run through his body again. His master seemed intent on teasing him though; just barely brushing tongues before retreating again.

One hand ran up the blonde's leg, causing him to gasp and start badly, smacking his head against the wall. Orphen snorted in amusement, that annoyingly superior smirk still on his lips. He was literally sitting in Majic's lap now, pulling the boy's shirt over his head while trailing searing kisses down his throat. Hands flitted over the boy's chest, fingernails lightly scraping him. A warm, wet tongue dipped into the curve of his collarbone, forcing a hitch into the younger male's breath. Almost unwillingly, he began to calm down and force the thoughts telling him something had to be wrong with this out of his mind. How could it be wrong? It was just another lesson, just like Orphen said...

There was a smooth falling sound of fabric as Orphen shrugged off the black leather vest, doing his best to do so without removing his hands or mouth from his apprentice's body. He nibbled on the boy's neck, drawing a rather loud moan as Majic completely slumped against the headboard, chest rising and falling unevenly as excitement began to build up in his body. Orphen was vaguely amused; it was like his student was a virgin or something.

... Well, that would explain a lot. It would also mean Orphen would have to be a little more cautious... Damn. Well, that was okay. He could still make it fun without hurting the blue-eyed teen too badly.

Then he felt warm lips press to his throat. He was startled to see Majic leaning forward, tentatively repeating his own earlier actions. It was obvious he didn't really know what he was doing, but he had to give the boy credit for trying. Even so, Majic could try another time. He was going to learn things the first time around.

Orphen shoved him back, grasping his shoulders and easily turning and pushing him down onto the bed beneath him. Majic looked half-dazed, gazing up at him in mild confusion but definite need. He wanted more if his touch... 'Isn't there some kind of sin about sleeping with your master?' a tiny voice murmured to him. He pointedly ignored it as Orphen quickly proceeded to rid them of their clothes. He was only doing what his master wanted. That was what half of the training was about.

Both were surprised, though, when Majic grew impatient and sat up, pressing his lips firmly to Orphen's. He seemed surprised with himself but almost instantly melted into him, his pale fingers clutching at spiky brown hair. He moaned again when his master drew him painfully closer, eyes flickering open momentarily as tanned hands went to work, stroking and touching in just the right places. Majic gasped when Orphen finally broke the kiss to move down again. "Master... Please," he pleaded, not completely sure what he wanted but knowing whatever it was, Orphen could give it to him.

"Just Orphen," the brunette murmured in his ear, rocking against him gently and eliciting a gasp from his apprentice as their erections ground together. "For tonight... Just Orphen. Understand?"

Majic whimpered again as Orphen shoved him back down, keeping him pinned to the bed with one hand. The blonde boy tried to thrust up but was once again restrained by his master. He began to whine in frustration, glaring up at him. "Master... Orphen... Orphen, come on! Please!"

Orphen's mouth curved into a smirk of sorts as he complied, positioning himself and grasping Majic's hips. "Hold still," he cautioned, sliding in slowly. Majic's chest heaved as he fixed a stare on the ceiling, obviously trying to hold back from screaming in pain. Poor little virgin boy... It hadn't occurred to Orphen to maybe prepare him first. He hadn't dealt with a virgin in a long time...

Majic's body trembled; his hands clutched at whatever they could find and this happened to be Orphen. His eyes clenched tightly shut, opening again in surprise as his master bent down to kiss him. He shifted, sending out another shot of pain. He shuddered slightly but found himself quickly relaxing as their tongues intertwined, sensing a vague 'Calm down, I'm not trying to hurt you' from Orphen... His master and now lover.

How strange to think that...

Orphen began to lightly thrust and withdraw, small hitches of pain catching Majic's breath. Eventually, though, the pain subsided and he found himself wanting more. "Ma... Orphen," he whispered, correcting his own mistake quickly. He thrust upwards, urging him to go faster. "Please, Orphen... Please..."

Another odd spark of triumph lit his master's sienna coloured eyes. He proceeded to taunt his pupil further until Majic was whining, sweet music to his ears. Only then did he give in to both Majic and his own desires, moving down deep into the blonde boy beneath him. Majic moaned loudly; there was no doubt Cleao was in her own room, questioning what in the world was going on in the room next door.

Orphen exhaled slowly, reaching between their sweat-slicked bodies to grasp the younger boy's erection. Majic cried out, arching back with his blue eyes shut tightly. He shuddered as Orphen tightened his fingers around him, something akin to his name falling from his lips. He made his thrusts harder and deeper, keeping the younger boy from coming too early by lightening his touch again.

"Orphen!" Majic fairly screamed when he realized what was going on. "That's not fair--" He broke off with a yelp when his master's hand suddenly clamped down around his length, moving his hand in time with his thrusts: fast, hard and quick.

"Shh," Orphen whispered, his own eyes shutting as he felt his pleasure reaching its peak. 'Goddamn, but he's a loud little boy...'

Majic either didn't hear or completely ignored him. With a near-violent shudder he came, his cry rather loud and drawn-out as he covered himself and Orphen's hand with the sticky cum. "Majic..." Orphen muttered, biting back his own cry of ecstasy as he filled the younger boy with his seed.

Majic whimpered again, going lax as Orphen collapsed half on top of him. He buried his nose in the crook of the older man's neck, pressing as close as he could to him. Finally he murmured, "Orphen--"

"Master," Orphen corrected while catching his breath.

'Of course,' the blonde boy thought tiredly but he smiled faintly, feeling his face redden as he turned his face into his master's chest. "Master?" he questioned hesitantly, unsure if this was the appropriate time to say this or not.

"Hm?"

He blushed furiously, keeping his gaze down. "... I liked that lesson. Can we review it sometime?"

... Hm. I think the lemon got weird halfway through. ^^; That's when I started to listen to Scream of the Butterfly on repeat, though, so maybe that's why...

Well, I wrote it for you, Kat-chan. What do you think?

What about everyone else? How was it for a pointless... Plotless... Strange one-shot lemon? ^^;;