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Caught Unawares	By : Provocative_Zephyr Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 1596 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Caught Unawares
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He had been caught off guard.
Soren's cheeks reddened as the tall man brought him into his embrace, brushing a kiss across the heated skin. The sage made a small sound - an approving noise perhaps - and Stefan's lips quirked upwards.
He had been alone and he thought the chance of being found were slim. Logic dictated it; who would wander out here?
The raven-haired man slowly wrapped his arms around the sword-master's waist, burrowing further into the no-longer-one-sided-hug. Soren groaned softly as his forgotten need brushed against the coarse material of Stefan's pants.
Just because he was closed off to most people didn't mean he had no sexual desires. He just didn't have the urge to satisfy himself a lot, but it did happen occasionally. Today had been one of those days.
Stefan bent down and met Soren's lips with his own, marveling at the soft flesh as he captured it in between his teeth. He bit down lightly and the sage moaned, louder this time, fire coursing through him.
He had left a note with Ike that he would be busy for a while, and figured that that would be enough to say for some time alone. However, he didn't take into account someone following him.
The strategist frowned at his lack of clothes against Stefan's fully-clothed body, how was that fair? He pulled away from the kiss and glanced down at the sword master's belt, decidedly, he tugged on it, loosening it. Stefan stared down at him with dark eyes.
Soren was too into his actions to notice that someone was behind him at first. When Stefan revealed himself and pulled him into a hug, Soren was too lust-induced to resist.
The belt fell to the ground with a thud and Soren started working on the tall man's pants. The green-haired man let his coat fall to the forest floor, fiddling with the buttons of his shirt just as the first button of his pants came undone. The sword-wielder kicked off his shoes. Soren sighed softly when the black trousers slowly slipped down the man's muscled legs, revealing sun-kissed skin. He pulled his eyes away and looked instead at Stefan's fingers working on the buttons of his shirt.
Letting loose a small, irritated sound, Soren brushed away the sword master's hands and worked on the offending buttons himself. Stefan smiled down at the small sage, his heartbeat speeding up.
When the shirt slid off of Stefan's sculpted shoulders, they both looked down at the pants still on the taller man's legs. Soren moved slightly trembling hands towards the top of the black garment, lowering the fabric until it revealed the older Branded's length. He couldn't stop the blush nor his quickening heartbeat at the sight of it.
Stefan suppressed a smirk at the unconsciously widened eyes and tugged the sage closer to him again. Soren offered his lips upwards and a moment later was answered. The sword master glided his tongue across the sages lips and was allowed entrance almost instantly.
While they battled, Stefan lowered them to the ground, legs spread so that Soren could sit in between them. Their tongues continued to dance around each other and the sage let out a keening noise, suddenly moving closer and rubbing against the tall man's erection.
Stefan pulled away from the kiss and sucked in a breath, glancing down at the raven's facial expression. It screamed of need and desire, the Branded was awed that he was actually seeing it. When Soren's grinding increased in franticness, Stefan decided that it was time to fulfill the younger man.
He pulled away from the shorter male, smiling slightly at the cry of distress the action received. Stefan wrapped his hands around small shoulders and pushed firmly, Soren hesitantly allowed himself to be lowered to the ground. After taking in the sight of the sage splayed out on the ground, black hair fanned out around a pale face, Stefan lowered his head.
The strategist cried out when his lover's mouth completely engulfed his length; he muffled the embarrassing noise a moment later, only to have his hands slapped away by the man in between his legs. "I want to hear you." those were the first words Stefan had said the whole day…
Soren didn't spare it another thought when the mouth around his cock began to vibrate as Stefan hummed. "Ngh…" the sage arched his back, he had never felt anything like this, it was…indescribable.
He closed his eyes, letting himself float on waves of pleasure, therefore missing when Stefan raised an arm up towards his face. A feather-light touch made contact with the mark on his forehead and Soren's eyes shot open in shock. The simple touch had sent a shock straight to his groin and a choked cry made its way past his lips.
"S-Stefan!" said male groaned in appreciation at the sound of his name falling past pleasured lips. He moved his head up and down the length in his mouth with newfound eagerness, humming full force, trying to get the sage to yell his name again. He also increased the touches to Soren's brand, lightly scraping his nails across the mark.
The actions disabled Soren from forming a coherent noise, but Stefan wasn't at all disappointed by the cries in its place. "S-oh…Mm-Ahh-ngh…" the sage was lost, fire coursing through his veins and tension forming in his stomach. He arched up into the caresses on his forehead, a broken moan slipping through his lips. His skin felt like it was on fire, it felt like his body was being tightened, and his orgasm was approaching increasingly fast.
"Stefan!" he screamed just as white light filled his vision, his back arching and muscles flexing. The sword master swallowed the younger man's release happily, pulling away only when it was all gone. Soren just laid there -basking in the afterglow- breathing heavily through his mouth, trying to catch his breath.
Stefan sat back, watching the entrancing sight with intense eyes, trying to ignore the almost painful hardness of his cock. He wasn't sure if this was going to go any further, and he definitely wasn't going to push it.
Soren slowly fluttered his eyes open and stared at the man in front of him, how could he have never noticed how attractive he was? Defined muscles from years of fighting, naturally tousled hair, brilliant violet eyes…Ruby eyes trailed lower and he blinked to see the man still fighting arousal, no doubt painful by now.
The strategist swallowed and sat up, meeting Stefan's gaze hesitantly, "I…"
"Nothings forcing you to do anything else, Soren." the man's voice was honest and reassuring, the sage made up his mind. He bent moved in between the taller male's legs again, looking up into violet eyes questioningly. Never before had he been with another person, he didn't know what to do.
Stefan felt a weight lift off his shoulders and he eagerly pulled the sage closer again, wrapping his arms around the other man's smaller frame. "Soren…" he said no more, instead he offered three of his fingers to his lover.
"We'll have to resort to this for lubrication." he didn't have to say anymore, Soren was smart enough to piece these things together. The raven pulled the digits into his mouth, clumsily - from lack of experience - sucking on them.
Stefan swallowed, staring at the sight of the object of his desires being so intimate with his fingers…He bit his lip when the sage's tongue glided across the pads of his fingers, enticing a shiver from him.
"Alright." Soren released the man's fingers, a flush on his cheeks, he had never seen such an expression on the man before… He blinked when Stefan spoke again, "You'll need to relax, it'll be painful at first."
The strategist nodded and leaned into the man's bare chest, startling Stefan. The Swordmaster wrapped his free arm around the younger Branded's waist, trailing the other one towards his entrance.
Soren tensed slightly at the touch before relaxing at Stefan's urging. He lowered his face so that it was nestled in the taller man's neck, whimpering at the intrusion of one finger easing its way inside of him.
Stefan continued stretching until he was up to three fingers, by then, Soren was keening and halfway hard again. The Swordmaster was thankful, he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last, the aching in his groin almost unbearable.
Pulling his fingers out of the sage's entrance, he moved to spit on his hands, but the strategist pulled away, grabbing his wrists all the while. The Swordmaster watched with wide eyes as Soren lowered his head and wrapped his lips around his length.
"S-Soren…!" the sage ignored him, running his tongue along Stefan's cock, coating it with saliva. He pulled away a moment later, looking up at his lover, slightly unsure. "By the Goddess, Soren…"
Stefan struggled for control, pushing the sage down onto the ground again, eyes flashing with lust. The raven stared up at the man in awe; tensed muscles, eyes screwed shut, and mouth thinned made for a glorious sight. However, he looked incredibly pained.
The younger Branded slowly wrapped his legs around the man's waist and pulled him down…Stefan shuddered as the tip of his cock met Soren's entrance. "Stefan." violet eyes opened and blinked at the determined look on his lover's face.
"…Enter me?" the words weren't uncertain because of reluctance, but because of a lack of knowledge on what should be said. Soren had never done something like this before…The Swordmaster fought back the excitement of that thought, holding onto his control for dear life.
Stefan squeezed his eyes shut and Soren huffed…Then proceeded to do the most reckless thing he had ever done in his entire life. He lifted his hips and penetrated himself, crying out in pain but not releasing his hold on the man's hips, keeping himself in place. Tears stung his eyes, and he bit down hard enough to draw blood from his lips.
"S-Soren…Wh-y…Oh Goddess." he forced his hips to stay still, letting his little lover catch his breath.
They stayed there for a while, Stefan's labored breathing and Soren's pained gasps the only noises in their surroundings. Suddenly, Soren shifted his hips, drawing Stefan's length deeper into his body. Violet eyes snapped open, meeting with hazy red.
Stefan nodded and slowly drew out of the tight heat, hissing at the loss, until only the tip of his cock was engulfed. He swallowed and pushed back in, searching for something. Soren grunted, eyes flickering in discomfort. Stefan pulled out and tried again, this time, ripping out a scream from the man below him. He smirked in satisfaction and pulled out again, lowering his head slightly. Stefan aimed his hips, thrust back in and brushed against Soren's prostate, at the same time, running his tongue across the sage's brand.
The loud moan it produced was gratifying to say the least. Stefan picked up the pace, Soren moving along with him. The Swordmaster thrust in and out, letting deep-pitched, quiet groans fall from his lips. They harmonized with Soren's higher pitched cries.
Stefan let his lips brush against the other's brand, and moaned loudly when Soren's hand brushed past green bangs to touch his own mark. They picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping joining their moans.
A breathy groan escaped Stefan's mouth and he reached for Soren's unattended erection, swallowing the answering cry with a kiss. They battled briefly before the sage let Stefan lead, movements getting frantic.
Stefan slammed into Soren's prostate brutally and the sage screamed his completion, arm falling away from Stefan's temple. The tightening of his muscles around the older Branded's cock sent him over the edge a couple thrusts later. He reached completion with a long, guttural moan…
Stefan collapsed on top of the sage, breathing heavily…Soren hesitated for a moment before slowly wrapping his arms around his lover's shoulders. The Swordmaster pulled out of the sage before pulling him into his arms and laying on his back.
When they returned to camp, Soren allowed Stefan into his tent to sleep. The next day, no one could figure out why the cold strategist was suddenly more friendly with the strange Swordmaster.
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