X/1999 Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet Dreams. ❯ Sweet Dreams ( Prologue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Siberian4Abyssinian 
Subaru enters Kamui's heart to see his dreams.
Anime/Manga: X/1999 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.14.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 2.6K | Status: Completed
Subaru enters Kamui's heart to see his dreams.
Anime/Manga: X/1999 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.14.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 2.6K | Status: Completed
Title: Sweet Dreams
Author: Chibi Koji
Series: X/1999 - TV series
Pairing: Fuma X Kamui, Subaru X Seishiro
Rating: NC-17
Warning: AU,OOC, PWP, little touches of angst (what X fic would be complete without it?) tiny little bit of blood play.
Episode based - contains some spoilers!
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns all the characters (so lucky) and Asuka published the manga and stuff....so really none of it belongs to me...waaaah..
Sweet Dreams.
"He's not reacting, if he doesn't soon - there's the chance that he will never regain consciousness." Sorata looked down at the unmoving body of Kamui.
Behind him, Arashi was comforting the youngest of their group as she cried for the boy that was to lead their crusade to save the world against the Dragons of Earth.
"Subaru-kun, what are you doing?" Sorata stepped away as Subaru sat down on the bed.
Pressing his forehead against Kamui's, he started to murmur the incantation that would allow him access to Kamui's soul. After a few strenuous moments, he breached the first barrier and was able to sink down into the first level of the young man's heart.
A strong current pulled at him, trying to remove the foreign element, but he swam against it, heading for the storm of floating feathers in front of him. Finally reaching it, he looked down into a pool of water, and watched as the images started to emerge.
"This," he said to himself, "Must be Kamui's dream."
Subaru watched as the scene at CLAMP Campus's main building started to unfold. He saw how Fuma caressed Kamui's face before pushing him back into the wall. For a moment he was reminded of the times that Seishiro had escaped Hokuto-chan's watchful eye and had managed to touch him. From the way that Kamui accepted the caress, he wondered if the two had a relationship similar to his former one with the assassin.
The scene moved on fast forward up to the top of the building, and Kamui was bound to the stone with wires. Upon seeing Kotori, Subaru assumed that Kamui would struggle to free himself, but he didn't make much of an effort to escape at all; then he saw why.
Monou Fuma, Kamui's best friend and 'almost brother' was sauntering towards his captive, the sword hanging loosely from his hand. Subaru winced when the blade was plunged into Kamui's hand, ensuring even further that he would not be loosening his hands anytime soon.
"What a nice screaming voice you have their Kamui." Fuma's low voice sounded deeply sultry, and Subaru wondered just what was going to happen next. He wasn't disappointed, when the Dragon of Earth nudged his knee between his captive's legs and pressed himself right up close to him.
By this point, Subaru was certain that there had been more than friendship between them - there was enough give on the wires that Kamui could have struggled, and with his power, at least equal to his friend's there really wasn't any specific reason why he could not have willed HIS own sword free and escaped.
He felt a slightly red flush creep up his nose, as Fuma licked at the trickle of blood flowing down the young boy's throat. A flickering in the background caught his eye, and looking about, Subaru realised that Kamui's dream was now diverging from the actual events. Summoning his powers, he tried to break free and return to his own body, but the intensity of Kamui's power kept him bound in place; he would have to see the whole dream play out before he could either reach Kamui or return to his own body. Fuma's voice bought his attention back to the scene below him.
"Your blood tastes nice Ka~mu~i-chan," the older boy drew his friend's name out like a lingering caress, as he moved his face until they were nose to nose, "Does the rest of you I wonder? Shall I find out?"
"Masaka...kuso," Subaru whispered to himself, he couldn't believe that he was going to be a captive audience for THIS sort of dream. Once more he tried to free himself, but the combined powers of the two Kamui's were keeping him locked in for the duration. He wanted to look away from the unfolding scene, but it was like being told not to do something - the more you were told, the more you wanted to do it anyway.
Fuma's lips were ghosting over Kamui's cheeks, and every now and again, teasing the boy's lips with feather light kisses.
Looking across at the scaffold crucifix, Subaru was surprised to see Kotori still there - and wide awake, watching her brother kiss and touch the one she loved.
As if stirred by his thoughts, Fuma turned to look at his sister, "Do you see, Kotori-chan? Do you see - he is mine; this is mine," he grabbed Kamui's chin and stroked his lips, " All mine to do with as I please. He is not yours - he never was!"
"Oniichan!" Kotori sounded heartbroken, and for a moment Subaru pitied her - then he remembered that this was just a dream... Kamui's dream at that.
Fuma laughed at his sister's distress and turned his attention back to Kamui. Moving his hands, he slid the zip of Kamui's school jacket down, to reveal the thin white shirt underneath.
"You know," Fuma's smirk was dangerous and sexy, "There's a real advantage to these powers."
Subaru watched as Fuma used his powers to disintegrate the jacket and shirt, leaving Kamui bare-chested and unscathed.
"Cold,"
It was the first word he'd heard the other boy speak since he'd started watching the dream.
"What was that Kamui-chan." Fuma's eyes raked up and down the boy's body.
"The stone is cold - and uncomfortable." Kamui added in his normal monotone.
"Oh is that so," Fuma pressed himself right against his captive again, forcing Kamui's back flush against the stone, smirking as a small "Ah!" of protest escaped the golden-eyed boy's lips. Leaning down, he started to kiss along the pale collar bone presented to him, nipping and marking his friend as he went.
Reaching the boy's nipples, Fuma swirled his tongue over one, once more chuckling at the small sounds escaping from his captive's mouth. The little nub was nibbled until it was a small peak, and then the other was treated to the same treatment, before all of a sudden being let go and Fuma stepping back.
"Fu...ma," Kamui's voice was slightly breathless.
"Oh, I thought you'd be trying to get away by now Kamui-chan." Fuma smiled wickedly.
Subaru had thought so too at first, but even from where he was watching, he could see that Kamui was enjoying himself - immensely.
"And what's this?" Fuma's hand shot out and cupped his captive's groin, eliciting another soft moan. Stroking it somewhat thoughtfully, he stood apparently waiting for an answer. His only answer, was a strangled moan of his name. It seemed to be enough for the taller boy, because he moved closer and toyed with the top of the zipper.
"What to do, what to do?" instead of pacing, Fuma was moving the zip up and down an inch each time he spoke, "Do I shove them down or do I do it the fun way?"
Subaru wondered what the hell the fun way was, but supposed he was about to find out - he had his suspicions... and they proved to be correct, as Fuma used his powers once more and disposed of the rest of Kamui's clothing. Subaru had to think that Kamui had a somewhat sadistic subconscious, as Fuma pushed the boy in question back, so that his buttocks met the cold stone as well.
"Ah Fuma!" Kamui tried to arch his back up, but the wires dug into his chest and forced him back down, "It's cold - let me go!"
"Not yet," Fuma lowered his head and kissed the captive boy passionately.
Looking up at the crucifix, Subaru could see tears trickling down Kotori's cheeks as she looked on in disgusted dismay, unable to turn her head or shut her eyes and look away. Once more he tried his magic, to try and remove himself - but it didn't work. Instead, he found himself bought closer, until he was in touching distance of the two boys.
"Ah, Fuma! FUMA!" Kamui cried out as the other boy broke the kiss and resumed his petting of his friend's groin.
Looking up, Subaru was very surprised to see that Kamui met his eyes, and then it hit him - this was the dream that Kamui was hiding his consciousness in. Fully fledged blush streaked across both their faces as they realised that each other was a real presence.
"Na...nani, Su...Subaru-kun?" Kamui managed to speak coherently past the gasps spewing from his lips, "What a...re you do...ing here?"
"I was coming to get you to return to your body - we all thought that you were trapped here by nightmares, but, "he coughed delicately, "I can see that's not the case."
"Ah I s...ee," Kamui grated out as Fuma's tongue licked a pattern on his stomach and descended towards his crotch. He supposed with Subaru's presence in the dream, he ought to stop, but the sensations the dream Fuma was creating within him were too intense, and he didn't want to remember the truth that awaited him in the real world. Deciding that it was the Sumeragi's own fault for entering his heart uninvited, he turned his head away and re-focused on what Fuma was doing.
The wires about his legs suddenly loosened and came away completely. For a second, Kamui thought Fuma was going to let him go, but then his friend used his power on him and his legs flew out from under him, and he found that from the waist down, he was floating happily at Fuma's waist height.
"Wet this." Fuma instructed him, and pushed a slender finger in his mouth. Sucking and nibbling at it, Kamui wetted the digit as much as he was able; quite happily forgetting about the shocked ohmeji(*) watching them.
The finger was pulled out of his mouth with a pop, and he shivered as it was trailed lazily down his chest, teased over his erection and then put inside Fuma's own mouth, he groaned at the sheer eroticism of the man in front of him - the one he had longed for even when they were both children.
"Something wrong Kamui-chan?" Fuma's voice was deep and sultry as he took his finger out and reached under Kamui's body.
"Ahhh!" Kamui twisted and turned in a reflexive movement as Fuma's finger stroked the rim of his hole before pushing knuckle deep into it in one go. Shortly afterwards, a dry finger was wormed inside beside the first one and he moaned as he was stretched and something pleasurable inside him was stroked.
Subaru could feel his face heating up as he watched Fuma prepare Kamui for sex. The crotch of his trousers was uncomfortably tight, and he hoped to Kami that no one in the real world would sit him up - if they did, they would see both his erection and Kamui's. He uncrossed his legs and stretched them out in front of him, hoping that it would relieve a bit of the tightness, he was very reluctant to sort himself out inside of Kamui's heart.
"Ah! OH Fuma...Ahhh!"
Kamui's pleading cries bought his attention back to the scene before him, and the sensations in his crotch grew ever more maddening as he watched Fuma rapidly finger-fuck Kamui with three fingers, driving them deeply into the unresisting body, before yanking them out, only to plunge them back in again.
"Are you ready my little Kamui-chan?" Fuma slid his hands along Kamui's thighs and stroked the delicate skin.
"Let me go Fuma," Kamui panted, "I want to touch you - onegai, onegai, pleeeease."
"Hmm," Fuma seemed to think it over, before letting the power wrapped around the wires and Kamui's legs go. Pressing himself up against his prey once more, he ground his still covered crotch over Kamui's bare one, relishing in the delightful torrent of groans and soft pleas it produced. Reaching up, he yanked the sword free of Kamui's hand, and bought the injured one to his mouth, greedily lapping up all the blood that oozed from it, until Kamui's regenerative powers took effect and the wound healed.
Freeing his hand, Kamui reached up and locked them behind Fuma's neck, bringing his taller friend's face down for an intense kiss.
Subaru felt sad as well as aroused; the desperation in Kamui's kiss surely reflected how much he wished Fuma was real. He thought back to the night Hokuto-chan was killed. He had raced to the park, sure that it was wrong, that it wasn't his two most precious people facing off against each other - but it was. That night had been the first and last time he had slept with Seishiro, it was something that to this day, a part of him felt guilty about. He had let the assassin's hands, still stained with his sister's blood, wander over his body and try to claim it as their own. But, despite the guilt - he knew it was something that he had needed to do, it had bought a sort of finalisation between them, and allowed him to be more distant and less clingy to the only person he loved in *that* way. Deciding to hell with it, Kamui wasn't watching, he unzipped his fly and delving past the flimsy confines of his underwear, pulled his erection free and returned his vision to the scene playing out before him.
Kamui's arms were still locked about Fuma's neck, and it seemed that neither of them would be coming up for air anytime soon. Fuma's hands however, were kneading and clenching Kamui's ass, and occasionally a finger or two would delve deeper and toy with the entrance hidden between the pale cheeks.
Finally Kamui broke the kiss by throwing his head back with a loud moan, as one of Fuma's fingers delved a little deeper than before.
"Fuma, please Fuma," more tiny pleas spilled from Kamui's kiss-bruised lips and Fuma obliged. Lowering his lover to the ground, he unzipped his fly and pushed his trousers and underwear down just far enough to free himself. Hefting Kamui's legs up, he positioned himself and thrust home in one smooth move that had Kamui clawing the dirt and tossing his head from side to side.
Subaru grasped himself hard and pumped vigorously in time with Fuma. In his mind though, it wasn't Kamui and Fuma he saw, rather it was himself and Seishiro, rutting like wild animals on the sakura-strewn floor of the park, mere feet away from his sister's cooling body.
"Fuma...ahh...Fuma," Kamui managed to pull his hands free of the dirt and twine them in Fuma's hair, pulling the other boy down for another desperate kiss.
The thrusts got harder and rougher as they both reached their limits. Kamui caught hold of Fuma's hand and interlaced their fingers.
"Ahh Kamui...I'm almost...ahhh...there," Fuma panted, his eyes slightly wild, "Ahh aishiteru Kamui-chan!" he called out as he came explosively deep inside his friend.
Subaru and Kamui came shortly afterwards.
The three of them lay there for a short while in silence, before the dream started to disintegrate; taking a sated Fuma and a sad-eyed Kotori with it, until all that was left was Subaru tucking himself back in, and Kamui dressed once more in his school uniform.
"Subaru-kun," Kamui looked mortified and kept his eyes trained on the ground.
"Kamui - I understand, we are more alike than you think." he walked over and raised Kamui's head to look him in the eyes, "And I understand that you want to stay here and live this dream again and again, but if you do - Fuma will forever remain caught as a Dragon of Earth and nothing will ever change."
"I know," tears were welling in the corners of Kamui's eyes, "I know that - but I don't want to see him as he is; everything and everybody that gets close to me dies or hurts, if I'm here then no one will ever get hurt by me again."
"That maybe so, but maybe Fuma will be more hurt if you don't do something, you need to come back Kamui - but I can't force you, it's nobody's decision but you're own." and saying that he gathered his magic together and left Kamui's heart.
When he returned to his body, the first thing he noticed was that his underwear was sticky, and he was sure that his pants were stained as well.
"Subaru-kun! We were worried about you, at one point you and Kamui started convulsing," Sorata leant over him, "But then you woke - is Kamui coming back? Are you alright?"
"I don't know," the strain of using his magic and the comedown from orgasm were making him sleepy and so he lied quickly, "I think I used too much of my strength." and putting his head down on Kamui's shoulder he let himself drift off to sleep, glad to hear just before he did, Kamui murmur to him that he was back.
In the future, he would protect the Kamui as his destiny foretold, but he would also protect the soul of the delicate boy, that one day he might be able to regain Fuma and make his dream come true. He wondered on a whimsy if he would ever have Seishiro back again, and thought that it would be nice if he could.
Kamui wrapped his arms about the sleeping Sumeragi and snuggled in close. There was something in his heart stirring for the older man and he was looking forward to spending more time with him after the final battle was over. Drifting off into natural sleep, he dreamed of a world where he laughed with Subaru by day, and loved Fuma by night.
O.W.A.R.I
(*) I'm not sure how to spell ohmeji, so I just spelt it phonetically.
Author: Chibi Koji
Series: X/1999 - TV series
Pairing: Fuma X Kamui, Subaru X Seishiro
Rating: NC-17
Warning: AU,OOC, PWP, little touches of angst (what X fic would be complete without it?) tiny little bit of blood play.
Episode based - contains some spoilers!
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns all the characters (so lucky) and Asuka published the manga and stuff....so really none of it belongs to me...waaaah..
Sweet Dreams.
"He's not reacting, if he doesn't soon - there's the chance that he will never regain consciousness." Sorata looked down at the unmoving body of Kamui.
Behind him, Arashi was comforting the youngest of their group as she cried for the boy that was to lead their crusade to save the world against the Dragons of Earth.
"Subaru-kun, what are you doing?" Sorata stepped away as Subaru sat down on the bed.
Pressing his forehead against Kamui's, he started to murmur the incantation that would allow him access to Kamui's soul. After a few strenuous moments, he breached the first barrier and was able to sink down into the first level of the young man's heart.
A strong current pulled at him, trying to remove the foreign element, but he swam against it, heading for the storm of floating feathers in front of him. Finally reaching it, he looked down into a pool of water, and watched as the images started to emerge.
"This," he said to himself, "Must be Kamui's dream."
Subaru watched as the scene at CLAMP Campus's main building started to unfold. He saw how Fuma caressed Kamui's face before pushing him back into the wall. For a moment he was reminded of the times that Seishiro had escaped Hokuto-chan's watchful eye and had managed to touch him. From the way that Kamui accepted the caress, he wondered if the two had a relationship similar to his former one with the assassin.
The scene moved on fast forward up to the top of the building, and Kamui was bound to the stone with wires. Upon seeing Kotori, Subaru assumed that Kamui would struggle to free himself, but he didn't make much of an effort to escape at all; then he saw why.
Monou Fuma, Kamui's best friend and 'almost brother' was sauntering towards his captive, the sword hanging loosely from his hand. Subaru winced when the blade was plunged into Kamui's hand, ensuring even further that he would not be loosening his hands anytime soon.
"What a nice screaming voice you have their Kamui." Fuma's low voice sounded deeply sultry, and Subaru wondered just what was going to happen next. He wasn't disappointed, when the Dragon of Earth nudged his knee between his captive's legs and pressed himself right up close to him.
By this point, Subaru was certain that there had been more than friendship between them - there was enough give on the wires that Kamui could have struggled, and with his power, at least equal to his friend's there really wasn't any specific reason why he could not have willed HIS own sword free and escaped.
He felt a slightly red flush creep up his nose, as Fuma licked at the trickle of blood flowing down the young boy's throat. A flickering in the background caught his eye, and looking about, Subaru realised that Kamui's dream was now diverging from the actual events. Summoning his powers, he tried to break free and return to his own body, but the intensity of Kamui's power kept him bound in place; he would have to see the whole dream play out before he could either reach Kamui or return to his own body. Fuma's voice bought his attention back to the scene below him.
"Your blood tastes nice Ka~mu~i-chan," the older boy drew his friend's name out like a lingering caress, as he moved his face until they were nose to nose, "Does the rest of you I wonder? Shall I find out?"
"Masaka...kuso," Subaru whispered to himself, he couldn't believe that he was going to be a captive audience for THIS sort of dream. Once more he tried to free himself, but the combined powers of the two Kamui's were keeping him locked in for the duration. He wanted to look away from the unfolding scene, but it was like being told not to do something - the more you were told, the more you wanted to do it anyway.
Fuma's lips were ghosting over Kamui's cheeks, and every now and again, teasing the boy's lips with feather light kisses.
Looking across at the scaffold crucifix, Subaru was surprised to see Kotori still there - and wide awake, watching her brother kiss and touch the one she loved.
As if stirred by his thoughts, Fuma turned to look at his sister, "Do you see, Kotori-chan? Do you see - he is mine; this is mine," he grabbed Kamui's chin and stroked his lips, " All mine to do with as I please. He is not yours - he never was!"
"Oniichan!" Kotori sounded heartbroken, and for a moment Subaru pitied her - then he remembered that this was just a dream... Kamui's dream at that.
Fuma laughed at his sister's distress and turned his attention back to Kamui. Moving his hands, he slid the zip of Kamui's school jacket down, to reveal the thin white shirt underneath.
"You know," Fuma's smirk was dangerous and sexy, "There's a real advantage to these powers."
Subaru watched as Fuma used his powers to disintegrate the jacket and shirt, leaving Kamui bare-chested and unscathed.
"Cold,"
It was the first word he'd heard the other boy speak since he'd started watching the dream.
"What was that Kamui-chan." Fuma's eyes raked up and down the boy's body.
"The stone is cold - and uncomfortable." Kamui added in his normal monotone.
"Oh is that so," Fuma pressed himself right against his captive again, forcing Kamui's back flush against the stone, smirking as a small "Ah!" of protest escaped the golden-eyed boy's lips. Leaning down, he started to kiss along the pale collar bone presented to him, nipping and marking his friend as he went.
Reaching the boy's nipples, Fuma swirled his tongue over one, once more chuckling at the small sounds escaping from his captive's mouth. The little nub was nibbled until it was a small peak, and then the other was treated to the same treatment, before all of a sudden being let go and Fuma stepping back.
"Fu...ma," Kamui's voice was slightly breathless.
"Oh, I thought you'd be trying to get away by now Kamui-chan." Fuma smiled wickedly.
Subaru had thought so too at first, but even from where he was watching, he could see that Kamui was enjoying himself - immensely.
"And what's this?" Fuma's hand shot out and cupped his captive's groin, eliciting another soft moan. Stroking it somewhat thoughtfully, he stood apparently waiting for an answer. His only answer, was a strangled moan of his name. It seemed to be enough for the taller boy, because he moved closer and toyed with the top of the zipper.
"What to do, what to do?" instead of pacing, Fuma was moving the zip up and down an inch each time he spoke, "Do I shove them down or do I do it the fun way?"
Subaru wondered what the hell the fun way was, but supposed he was about to find out - he had his suspicions... and they proved to be correct, as Fuma used his powers once more and disposed of the rest of Kamui's clothing. Subaru had to think that Kamui had a somewhat sadistic subconscious, as Fuma pushed the boy in question back, so that his buttocks met the cold stone as well.
"Ah Fuma!" Kamui tried to arch his back up, but the wires dug into his chest and forced him back down, "It's cold - let me go!"
"Not yet," Fuma lowered his head and kissed the captive boy passionately.
Looking up at the crucifix, Subaru could see tears trickling down Kotori's cheeks as she looked on in disgusted dismay, unable to turn her head or shut her eyes and look away. Once more he tried his magic, to try and remove himself - but it didn't work. Instead, he found himself bought closer, until he was in touching distance of the two boys.
"Ah, Fuma! FUMA!" Kamui cried out as the other boy broke the kiss and resumed his petting of his friend's groin.
Looking up, Subaru was very surprised to see that Kamui met his eyes, and then it hit him - this was the dream that Kamui was hiding his consciousness in. Fully fledged blush streaked across both their faces as they realised that each other was a real presence.
"Na...nani, Su...Subaru-kun?" Kamui managed to speak coherently past the gasps spewing from his lips, "What a...re you do...ing here?"
"I was coming to get you to return to your body - we all thought that you were trapped here by nightmares, but, "he coughed delicately, "I can see that's not the case."
"Ah I s...ee," Kamui grated out as Fuma's tongue licked a pattern on his stomach and descended towards his crotch. He supposed with Subaru's presence in the dream, he ought to stop, but the sensations the dream Fuma was creating within him were too intense, and he didn't want to remember the truth that awaited him in the real world. Deciding that it was the Sumeragi's own fault for entering his heart uninvited, he turned his head away and re-focused on what Fuma was doing.
The wires about his legs suddenly loosened and came away completely. For a second, Kamui thought Fuma was going to let him go, but then his friend used his power on him and his legs flew out from under him, and he found that from the waist down, he was floating happily at Fuma's waist height.
"Wet this." Fuma instructed him, and pushed a slender finger in his mouth. Sucking and nibbling at it, Kamui wetted the digit as much as he was able; quite happily forgetting about the shocked ohmeji(*) watching them.
The finger was pulled out of his mouth with a pop, and he shivered as it was trailed lazily down his chest, teased over his erection and then put inside Fuma's own mouth, he groaned at the sheer eroticism of the man in front of him - the one he had longed for even when they were both children.
"Something wrong Kamui-chan?" Fuma's voice was deep and sultry as he took his finger out and reached under Kamui's body.
"Ahhh!" Kamui twisted and turned in a reflexive movement as Fuma's finger stroked the rim of his hole before pushing knuckle deep into it in one go. Shortly afterwards, a dry finger was wormed inside beside the first one and he moaned as he was stretched and something pleasurable inside him was stroked.
Subaru could feel his face heating up as he watched Fuma prepare Kamui for sex. The crotch of his trousers was uncomfortably tight, and he hoped to Kami that no one in the real world would sit him up - if they did, they would see both his erection and Kamui's. He uncrossed his legs and stretched them out in front of him, hoping that it would relieve a bit of the tightness, he was very reluctant to sort himself out inside of Kamui's heart.
"Ah! OH Fuma...Ahhh!"
Kamui's pleading cries bought his attention back to the scene before him, and the sensations in his crotch grew ever more maddening as he watched Fuma rapidly finger-fuck Kamui with three fingers, driving them deeply into the unresisting body, before yanking them out, only to plunge them back in again.
"Are you ready my little Kamui-chan?" Fuma slid his hands along Kamui's thighs and stroked the delicate skin.
"Let me go Fuma," Kamui panted, "I want to touch you - onegai, onegai, pleeeease."
"Hmm," Fuma seemed to think it over, before letting the power wrapped around the wires and Kamui's legs go. Pressing himself up against his prey once more, he ground his still covered crotch over Kamui's bare one, relishing in the delightful torrent of groans and soft pleas it produced. Reaching up, he yanked the sword free of Kamui's hand, and bought the injured one to his mouth, greedily lapping up all the blood that oozed from it, until Kamui's regenerative powers took effect and the wound healed.
Freeing his hand, Kamui reached up and locked them behind Fuma's neck, bringing his taller friend's face down for an intense kiss.
Subaru felt sad as well as aroused; the desperation in Kamui's kiss surely reflected how much he wished Fuma was real. He thought back to the night Hokuto-chan was killed. He had raced to the park, sure that it was wrong, that it wasn't his two most precious people facing off against each other - but it was. That night had been the first and last time he had slept with Seishiro, it was something that to this day, a part of him felt guilty about. He had let the assassin's hands, still stained with his sister's blood, wander over his body and try to claim it as their own. But, despite the guilt - he knew it was something that he had needed to do, it had bought a sort of finalisation between them, and allowed him to be more distant and less clingy to the only person he loved in *that* way. Deciding to hell with it, Kamui wasn't watching, he unzipped his fly and delving past the flimsy confines of his underwear, pulled his erection free and returned his vision to the scene playing out before him.
Kamui's arms were still locked about Fuma's neck, and it seemed that neither of them would be coming up for air anytime soon. Fuma's hands however, were kneading and clenching Kamui's ass, and occasionally a finger or two would delve deeper and toy with the entrance hidden between the pale cheeks.
Finally Kamui broke the kiss by throwing his head back with a loud moan, as one of Fuma's fingers delved a little deeper than before.
"Fuma, please Fuma," more tiny pleas spilled from Kamui's kiss-bruised lips and Fuma obliged. Lowering his lover to the ground, he unzipped his fly and pushed his trousers and underwear down just far enough to free himself. Hefting Kamui's legs up, he positioned himself and thrust home in one smooth move that had Kamui clawing the dirt and tossing his head from side to side.
Subaru grasped himself hard and pumped vigorously in time with Fuma. In his mind though, it wasn't Kamui and Fuma he saw, rather it was himself and Seishiro, rutting like wild animals on the sakura-strewn floor of the park, mere feet away from his sister's cooling body.
"Fuma...ahh...Fuma," Kamui managed to pull his hands free of the dirt and twine them in Fuma's hair, pulling the other boy down for another desperate kiss.
The thrusts got harder and rougher as they both reached their limits. Kamui caught hold of Fuma's hand and interlaced their fingers.
"Ahh Kamui...I'm almost...ahhh...there," Fuma panted, his eyes slightly wild, "Ahh aishiteru Kamui-chan!" he called out as he came explosively deep inside his friend.
Subaru and Kamui came shortly afterwards.
The three of them lay there for a short while in silence, before the dream started to disintegrate; taking a sated Fuma and a sad-eyed Kotori with it, until all that was left was Subaru tucking himself back in, and Kamui dressed once more in his school uniform.
"Subaru-kun," Kamui looked mortified and kept his eyes trained on the ground.
"Kamui - I understand, we are more alike than you think." he walked over and raised Kamui's head to look him in the eyes, "And I understand that you want to stay here and live this dream again and again, but if you do - Fuma will forever remain caught as a Dragon of Earth and nothing will ever change."
"I know," tears were welling in the corners of Kamui's eyes, "I know that - but I don't want to see him as he is; everything and everybody that gets close to me dies or hurts, if I'm here then no one will ever get hurt by me again."
"That maybe so, but maybe Fuma will be more hurt if you don't do something, you need to come back Kamui - but I can't force you, it's nobody's decision but you're own." and saying that he gathered his magic together and left Kamui's heart.
When he returned to his body, the first thing he noticed was that his underwear was sticky, and he was sure that his pants were stained as well.
"Subaru-kun! We were worried about you, at one point you and Kamui started convulsing," Sorata leant over him, "But then you woke - is Kamui coming back? Are you alright?"
"I don't know," the strain of using his magic and the comedown from orgasm were making him sleepy and so he lied quickly, "I think I used too much of my strength." and putting his head down on Kamui's shoulder he let himself drift off to sleep, glad to hear just before he did, Kamui murmur to him that he was back.
In the future, he would protect the Kamui as his destiny foretold, but he would also protect the soul of the delicate boy, that one day he might be able to regain Fuma and make his dream come true. He wondered on a whimsy if he would ever have Seishiro back again, and thought that it would be nice if he could.
Kamui wrapped his arms about the sleeping Sumeragi and snuggled in close. There was something in his heart stirring for the older man and he was looking forward to spending more time with him after the final battle was over. Drifting off into natural sleep, he dreamed of a world where he laughed with Subaru by day, and loved Fuma by night.
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(*) I'm not sure how to spell ohmeji, so I just spelt it phonetically.