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In Love With The Zanketsu Warrior	By : TristyandShane Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 516 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This fanfiction was written for fun and not for profit. These settings and characters are owned by Grand Summoners, Good Smile Company.

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Replaying the tape recorder, Berwick listened to Vox’s whispering on the recording instead of asking Vox to whisper for him again. Berwick purred when he heard Vox’s whispering again, and it was just Vox telling Berwick about his day. Berwick felt comfort and butterflies from this whispering, especially since it was the voice of his boyfriend.
Finding a pair of Vox’s worn boxers in the laundry hamper, Berwick sat down on the bathroom floor and wrapped Vox’s boxers around his hardening manhood. He tilted his head back, letting out a moan as he stroked his penis over Vox’s voice recording.
“So, today I went to the blacksmith to have my zanketsu sharpened, then I went to the adventurer’s guild to make some gren,” whispered Vox on the recording. “I made about 500 gren which I think is good for a whole morning of battling. I helped a couple of warriors in the guild. I went back home and took a shower, because fighting makes me stink of body odour,” the ending of his speech did have a chuckle in it but Berwick didn’t care.
Rewinding this recording, Berwick wanted to hear Vox’s whispering from the very beginning a second time. The whispering made Berwick feel hot; he already felt sweaty down his back and in between his thighs.
“I wanna hear you whisper more! Why can’t you whisper in my ear more often?” Berwick questioned in response to the recording, as if he was actually talking to Vox right now.
So, today I went to the blacksmith to have my zanketsu sharpened…
...then I went to the adventurer’s guild to make some gren.
Tugging on his dick even harder, Berwick stroked his manhood quicker now and with a firm grip. He closed his eyes and dreamt about Vox whispering to him. He thought about Vox laying him down on a bed of moss, and whispering in his ear out in the open field. No battles, no fights; just listening to his lover whispering.
I went back home and took a shower…
...because fighting makes me stink of body odour.
Listening to Vox’s whispering, Berwick was searching for himself and wanted Vox to find him. Berwick realised he had a fetish for Vox’s whispering, as he liked the sound of Vox’s calm voice in his ear. Berwick simply forgot himself and Vox reminded him of what he liked. It was difficult for Berwick to resist...but he touched himself whenever he thought about Vox.
Panting, Berwick concentrated on the crimson tip and gave it small strokes. His cock was pulsating and Berwick felt like he was going to explode any minute now. Berwick squeezed his legs shut and cried when his penis throbbed.
“...I can’t do it...I can’t cum,” he whimpered.
Tears swept down his face as he gave his length light, gentle massages around the lip of his cock. Berwick screamed as cum appeared at the slick slit, followed by a few ropes of semen. He caught all this semen on Vox’s boxers, however.
But this didn’t stop Berwick from replaying the voice recording of Vox’s whispering yet again. The recording itself was on a constant repeat. Berwick’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as his orgasm continued for a few more seconds, all whilst his sharp horns scratched the wall behind him.
So, today I went to the blacksmith to have my zanketsu sharpened…
...then I went to the adventurer’s guild to make some gren.
The sudden scream caused a loud knocking to appear at the bathroom door, which made Berwick jump. He looked at the door with fear, but he felt relieved when he realised he actually locked the door.
I went back home and took a shower…
...because fighting makes me stink of body odour.
“BERWICK, ARE YOU OKAY?!” Vox yelled on the other side of the door, soon repeating the loud knocking. “Why did you scream?!”
So, today I went to the blacksmith to have my zanketsu sharpened…
...then I went to the adventurer’s guild to make some gren.
Remembering the recording was still playing out loud, Berwick squealed and tried to press the stop button.
I went back home and took a shower…
“Stop, stop!” Berwick pressed the stop button again, but accidentally pressed it twice so the whispering resumed.
...because fighting makes me stink of body odour.
Knocking on the bathroom door, Vox blushed when he heard the tape recording behind the door. “Berwick, what are you doing in there?” Vox asked, unsure of how he should react. “Is that me on a recording, Berwick?”
Hiding the tape recorder in the medicine cabinet, Berwick tossed Vox’s cum-coated boxers back into the laundry hamper where they belonged. Berwick wiped the sweat from his forehead as he then quickly tucked his dick back into his pants.
“I’m sorry for taking so long, Vox. I...was doing something!” Berwick finally responded.
Eventually, Berwick opened up the bathroom door and met with a worried Vox. The blue-haired male just looked at Berwick without saying a word. He knew what Berwick was doing in the bathroom.
“Your hair is messy,” remarked Vox. “You took your sweet time in the bathroom, didn’t you?”
Nodding, Berwick smiled at Vox. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he responded. “I’ll just go and brush my hair then.”
“Can I brush your hair...maybe?” Vox asked. “I haven’t seen you much today. I’ve missed you so much.”
“I’d love that,” answered Berwick.
“I’ll meet you in the bedroom.” stated Vox.
Waiting, he watched the younger male walk back into the bedroom; he made sure Berwick was in the bedroom before he went to see what damage Berwick did in the bathroom. Vox crept into the bathroom, and he could smell sweat. He gasped when he spotted scratches on the wall. The medicine cabinet was still open ajar, and Vox immediately opened the medicine cupboard to find the tape recorder sitting on a shelf.
“Silly hiding place,” smirked Vox as he shook his head. “Berwick seriously recorded me?” Vox questioned himself, as he pressed the recorder against his ear.
So, today I went to the blacksmith to have my zanketsu sharpened…
...then I went to the adventurer’s guild to make some gren.
I went back home and took a shower…
...because fighting makes me stink of body odour.
“Oh, great. Trust Berwick to record this,” chuckled Vox. “I remember saying this yesterday.”
“VOX, MY HAIR IS WAITING!” Berwick yelled from the bedroom.
Slipping this recorder into his pocket, Vox closed the medicine cabinet the minute Berwick yelled.
“Oh, I’m coming!”
Meeting Berwick in the bedroom, Vox pulled out Berwick’s hairband and went on to pick up the brush. Brushing through Berwick’s long black hair, Vox tried to be gentle. Berwick watched Vox in the mirror, seeing him smile and then laugh.
“What’s so funny, Vox?”
Vox just had to ask, “Why did you record me whispering?”
“...I didn’t-- so what if I did?! I like your whispering,” answered a heated Berwick.
Leaning in while brushing those long tresses, Vox whispered in Berwick’s ear. “You must like it a lot if you recorded me whispering about my day, Berwick.”
“You’re just teasing me now,” whimpered Berwick. “Whisper some more...please!”
“After that shower I took, I shaved my face and then went into the kitchen to cook my favourite seafood dish. I wondered where you were...it even made me worry about you,” whispered Vox. “Then I found you in the bathroom, listening to a strange tape. Did you seriously need privacy for that, Berwick?”
Noticing Berwick close his eyes and give the sweetest smile, Berwick leaned back in the chair as he felt Vox proceed with brushing his hair. Berwick loved the sound of Vox’s voice, and he simply nodded at Vox’s curious question.
“I wanted to listen to your voice in the quietest place,” confessed Berwick. “I didn’t do anything...I just listened to your voice for thirty minutes straight.”
“Oh, really? You’re a young male...I thought you would have played with yourself or something,” stated Vox.
Collecting strand after strand, Vox tied up Berwick’s hair so that it was in a pony-tail again. Berwick’s black hair was long and extended past his butt.
Blushing madly at Vox’s assumption, Berwick snapped his eyes open. “I didn’t! I’m gonna get some water,” he answered. Berwick stood up and ran into the kitchen.
This made Vox roll his eyes in contempt. He knew what the younger male was up to. Something about Vox made Berwick want to give it to him, but Berwick knew he needed to keep his masturbation episode in the closet.
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