Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Blackened Rose ❯ Two ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Rai Dorian 
Hitomi and Folken have a discussion.
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.05.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Hitomi and Folken have a discussion.
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.05.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
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BLACKENED ROSE
Chapter 2
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Hitomi made a pilgrimage to Folken's room the following night, feeling awkward and embarrassed. He hadn't spoken to her at all that day, hadn't made any effort to leave his quarters. She knocked on the heavy oak door, not expecting any answer. He could be asleep for all she knew, but she wanted to give him some advance warning of her entrance. Hitomi paused, listened for movement from inside, and hearing none creaked open the door.
Folken sat at his desk, going over treaties and bills of the Asturian senate. He didn't look up or acknowledge her.
Hitomi walked up to him and watched over his shoulder as he wrote his theories. A brilliant man, a genius when it came to strategy, but still Folken had no idea how to pick up the pieces after their passionate night. Hitomi gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. For God's sake, was he really so dense as to think she wouldn't expect more after that incident in the study?
Folken turned to her, fatigue evident in his weary face. "What do you want from me, Hitomi?"
"Everything, she said, "and nothing at all. Folken, you can't just pretend last night didn't happen."
He stood up and gripped her shoulders, almost shaking her. "You got what you wanted," Folken rasped. "You don't have any need of me anymore, do you?"
Hitomi felt like slapping him. "Maybe you didn't feel anything last night, but I sure as hell did."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean that I want us to continue. I want a relationship with you. And I don't want you to forget about me."
Folken loosened his grip. "I will never forget. I felt it just as much as you did. But there's no future in this for either of us. If you do get attached to me, it will be even harder for you when I die. We need to let go, before it's too late."
"I'm not going to 'let go' now. Not when I've put this much into it. I could love you, Folken, if you let me."
He laughed coldly. "A child like you knows nothing of true love."
This time Hitomi did slap him. "What do you think I feel for you?"
"Lust," he replied.
"It's more than that. Do I have to prove every goddamn thing to you?"
Folken shook his head and turned back to his work.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you! At least pretend that you're listening." Hitomi pulled him toward her. "Let me take charge."
"And let history repeat itself?"
"Yes," she replied. "We will let it repeat itself. Because we both want it to."
"I made a mistake last night," Folken explained tiredly. "I don't want to hurt you anymore. There really is no turning back if we both lose control again."
Hitomi ignored his protests and pushed him onto the bed. "Fine. You won't make that same mistake again, because this time you don't have a choice. I am asking you to have sex with me, and you'll be hurting me even further if you refuse."
Folken's eyes flashed. "You're treading dangerous waters now."
"I know," she said. "And I like it."
Hitomi whisked off his cloak and robes and left him shivering in his sleeveless undershirt and trousers. She then placed his hands upon her shuddering frame. "Return the favor."
"As you wish. But don't say I didn't warn you." With his deft left hand and the cold mechanical one, he pulled her shirt over her head and let her skirt fall to her ankles. He pulled her onto the bed and shifted so he was on top. His weight pushed her torso into the soft mattress, but he leaned on his elbows on either side of her head so his upper body wasn't directly contacting her. "You've waded too deep, girl..."
Folken placed little kisses from her lips to her neck. This time she wasn't wearing a bra and he let his mouth find a single erect nipple. He licked and nipped until she screamed and he had to cover her mouth. "Don't want anyone else to hear us, do you?" he asked, before switching to the other breast. His hand was still over her mouth and Hitomi let herself fall into a fantasy where she was captured and bound to the bed, seduced by her handsome kidnapper.
When he felt he had worked on her breasts long enough, Folken licked the space between them and let his tongue drift downwards. He found his way to her core and explored her crevices. Hitomi drifted in and out of ecstacy, her hands wound up in his hair.
At last he finished and Hitomi felt it was her turn. She took his erect member in her hands and gently trailed her fingers up and down its length. She was unexperienced, but persistant. Folken felt himself tense up and knew it was time. He pushed her downwards onto the soft bed and eased into her gently. This time it wasn't painful at all and Hitomi enjoyed it to its fullest. Their mutual pulsing sped up until Folken spilled and released, and shortly afterward Hitomi came as well.
When Folken caught his breath, he pulled out of her and zipped his fly back up. He clumsily slipped Hitomi's shirt and panties back onto her. "You should go," he whispered.
"No, I don't think I will," said Hitomi. "I don't care if anyone finds us." She curled up next to him and pulled the blankets over them, falling asleep moments after she spoke. Folken looked at the sleeping beauty in his bed, wrapped his arms around her, and drifted into slumber.
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A/N: Kya77: Yes, there will even be more to come after this chapter. Don't worry about the angst---it won't completely overtake the story. Inda: No, you're not sick. I have those fantasies too! Heeeeehehehe! Princess Destiny: Yup, when the power goes out in Maine, smut happens. ^_^
BLACKENED ROSE
Chapter 2
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Hitomi made a pilgrimage to Folken's room the following night, feeling awkward and embarrassed. He hadn't spoken to her at all that day, hadn't made any effort to leave his quarters. She knocked on the heavy oak door, not expecting any answer. He could be asleep for all she knew, but she wanted to give him some advance warning of her entrance. Hitomi paused, listened for movement from inside, and hearing none creaked open the door.
Folken sat at his desk, going over treaties and bills of the Asturian senate. He didn't look up or acknowledge her.
Hitomi walked up to him and watched over his shoulder as he wrote his theories. A brilliant man, a genius when it came to strategy, but still Folken had no idea how to pick up the pieces after their passionate night. Hitomi gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. For God's sake, was he really so dense as to think she wouldn't expect more after that incident in the study?
Folken turned to her, fatigue evident in his weary face. "What do you want from me, Hitomi?"
"Everything, she said, "and nothing at all. Folken, you can't just pretend last night didn't happen."
He stood up and gripped her shoulders, almost shaking her. "You got what you wanted," Folken rasped. "You don't have any need of me anymore, do you?"
Hitomi felt like slapping him. "Maybe you didn't feel anything last night, but I sure as hell did."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean that I want us to continue. I want a relationship with you. And I don't want you to forget about me."
Folken loosened his grip. "I will never forget. I felt it just as much as you did. But there's no future in this for either of us. If you do get attached to me, it will be even harder for you when I die. We need to let go, before it's too late."
"I'm not going to 'let go' now. Not when I've put this much into it. I could love you, Folken, if you let me."
He laughed coldly. "A child like you knows nothing of true love."
This time Hitomi did slap him. "What do you think I feel for you?"
"Lust," he replied.
"It's more than that. Do I have to prove every goddamn thing to you?"
Folken shook his head and turned back to his work.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you! At least pretend that you're listening." Hitomi pulled him toward her. "Let me take charge."
"And let history repeat itself?"
"Yes," she replied. "We will let it repeat itself. Because we both want it to."
"I made a mistake last night," Folken explained tiredly. "I don't want to hurt you anymore. There really is no turning back if we both lose control again."
Hitomi ignored his protests and pushed him onto the bed. "Fine. You won't make that same mistake again, because this time you don't have a choice. I am asking you to have sex with me, and you'll be hurting me even further if you refuse."
Folken's eyes flashed. "You're treading dangerous waters now."
"I know," she said. "And I like it."
Hitomi whisked off his cloak and robes and left him shivering in his sleeveless undershirt and trousers. She then placed his hands upon her shuddering frame. "Return the favor."
"As you wish. But don't say I didn't warn you." With his deft left hand and the cold mechanical one, he pulled her shirt over her head and let her skirt fall to her ankles. He pulled her onto the bed and shifted so he was on top. His weight pushed her torso into the soft mattress, but he leaned on his elbows on either side of her head so his upper body wasn't directly contacting her. "You've waded too deep, girl..."
Folken placed little kisses from her lips to her neck. This time she wasn't wearing a bra and he let his mouth find a single erect nipple. He licked and nipped until she screamed and he had to cover her mouth. "Don't want anyone else to hear us, do you?" he asked, before switching to the other breast. His hand was still over her mouth and Hitomi let herself fall into a fantasy where she was captured and bound to the bed, seduced by her handsome kidnapper.
When he felt he had worked on her breasts long enough, Folken licked the space between them and let his tongue drift downwards. He found his way to her core and explored her crevices. Hitomi drifted in and out of ecstacy, her hands wound up in his hair.
At last he finished and Hitomi felt it was her turn. She took his erect member in her hands and gently trailed her fingers up and down its length. She was unexperienced, but persistant. Folken felt himself tense up and knew it was time. He pushed her downwards onto the soft bed and eased into her gently. This time it wasn't painful at all and Hitomi enjoyed it to its fullest. Their mutual pulsing sped up until Folken spilled and released, and shortly afterward Hitomi came as well.
When Folken caught his breath, he pulled out of her and zipped his fly back up. He clumsily slipped Hitomi's shirt and panties back onto her. "You should go," he whispered.
"No, I don't think I will," said Hitomi. "I don't care if anyone finds us." She curled up next to him and pulled the blankets over them, falling asleep moments after she spoke. Folken looked at the sleeping beauty in his bed, wrapped his arms around her, and drifted into slumber.
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A/N: Kya77: Yes, there will even be more to come after this chapter. Don't worry about the angst---it won't completely overtake the story. Inda: No, you're not sick. I have those fantasies too! Heeeeehehehe! Princess Destiny: Yup, when the power goes out in Maine, smut happens. ^_^