The Games We Play
Disclaimer: Legacy of Kain belongs to Edios
and
Warning: it has to be said . . . . This
fic contains YAOI (GuyXGuy), blood
play and a lemon, if this offends or upsets you do not read this, it’s that
simple. Please also note it contains Possible
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Pairing: Magnus/Sebastian
Rating: NC-17
Part: One of One
Set: Post all games in the time of ‘creation’
Authoress note: This was a request ficlet which
I was more than happy to write as in Creation these two took on a life of there
own and at several time threatened to take over the fic. The only way to shut
them up was to give them a ficlet all there own.
For all my
reviewers, who without I would have surely given up a long time
ago.
The Games We Play
The
mansion was quiet; it always was in the early afternoon.
Magnus
was creeping slowly towards the pantry; his brother had hidden himself
somewhere in the mansion, leaving Magnus a note in their chamber reading simply
‘find me. You have ten minuets.’ So now Magnus was searching the mansion. He
enjoyed it when Sebastian was in a playful mood it always led to ‘entertaining’
results. The pantries were always a good place to start as Sebastian had one
hell of a sweet tooth when it came to blood, but then again all vampires did,
it was after all part of what made them vampires. Magnus remembered when he had
confronted Sebastian with the idea of him having a sweet tooth for blood;
Sebastian had given him a look that basically said ‘you’re mad aren’t you.’
The
mansion was so quiet during the day down here, the corridors which ran along by
the sleeping quarters were usually filled with the soft sound of sleep, or
quiet words spoken by those who could not sleep or those who had no interest in
sleep because they had far more interesting things to occupy there mind with.
Magnus wondered briefly if this was why Vorador kept his and Janos’ rooms
separate from the others. Rumour had it Vorador was quiet vocal, that thought
made Magnus glad that Vorador had separated the rooms. Turning a corner that
would lead straight to the pantries he walked head first into something warm
and hard. Hitting the floor he rubbed his head and looked up to see a white
hand reaching down to help him up.
“Jerk.”
He snapped at Kain “what the hell are you doing?” Kain blinked at him,
obviously having risen from sleep moments before, as his eyes appeared bleary
and he seemed only half aware of what was going on around him.
“.
. . Food . . .” Kain managed around a wide yawn, he rubbed at an eye with a
closed fist and Magnus smiled. It was hard to believe by looking at him now
grumbling sleepily at a door handle that this creature was in fact the most
powerful life form on Nosgoth, that he had saved Nosgoth. Right now he appeared
to be in vampire terms a ‘teenager’ but Magnus knew that this one had lived far
longer than any of them truly knew, he doubted Kain really knew how old he was
anymore, all the time travelling he had done must have really screwed up his
perception of time.
“Open!”
Kain snapped at the door giving it a sharp kick, the door creaked open and Kain
disappeared inside. Magnus smiled and turned away to go and find his brother.
It would be a lie to say he didn’t still have feelings for the scion, it was
impossible not to. He looked exactly the same as he had when he had known
Magnus for the first time and Magnus still found him to be one of the most
beautiful creatures in existence but Kain had changed, inside where it counted
he had grown old, true he still acted like a child most of the time but there
were times when Magnus would catch him staring off into space, or reading and
it was in those quiet times that Kain felt a thousand years old. Magnus shook
his head, remembering the last time he had seen Kain as such and the resulting mayhem
caused by Melchiah who in trying to make his father snap out of his sulk
decided to ‘play’ and ‘play’ usually meant trying to kill each other, in an
affectionate way.
The
idea made Magnus snigger to himself when he was human the idea of
affectionately trying to kill someone would have deeply confused him, but now
he understood, vampires could not ‘rough house’ unless they were out for another’s
blood. He often played with his brother this way; he shivered absently as he
turned into one of the halls which held doors to all the different wings of the
mansion. Rough housing with Sebastian was tricky, sometime when Seb was feeling
particularly devious he would use his speed to defeat his brother declaring
victory in a number of ways. Magnus smiled hoping that by winning this little
game they were currently playing he would be able to claim his victory in the
usual fashion.
* * *
The
green house was beautiful and Magnus loved it out here, the sunsets from this
part of the hill were beautiful, it would seem as f the whole sky was aflame.
The night skies were often clear here, no pollution from
Sebastian’s
scent was strong out here, muffled slightly by the vast flowers and scents of pollen
but still it was fresh and he could tell where it was coming from. He moved
slowly towards the corner where the lilies were grown and sure enough curled on
a bench in the dim afternoon light was his brother. Either feigning sleep or
truly asleep, he did not move as Magnus came closer.
“Found
you.” Magnus smiled at his brother moving dark hair from his eyes, Sebastian
yawned and slowly uncurled from sleep.
“Longer
than . . .” he was interrupted by a yawn “ten minuets.”
“Your
too smart for me,” Magnus smiled and unable to help himself, kissed his younger
brother softly. Sebastian responded sleepily before drawing back giving a sleep
filled smile.
“I
suppose I’ll forgive you.” Sebastian smiled
“so
I win,” Magnus asked, lifting his brother and moving out of the green house
back to the normal walls which were filled with passageways which made
travelling through the mansion much faster. Sebastian nodded and closed his
eyes feeling relaxed as Magnus carried him up hidden stairs towards the
sleeping quarters.
The
sound of sleep filled the hallway, the warmth from so many sleeping bodies made
the air heavy and drowsy. Magnus yawned and Sebastian moved quietly in his
arms, the idea of sleep fled from Magnus mind slowly giving way to the earlier
idea of ‘playing’ with his brother. Sebastian currently seemed too exhausted to
do anything of interest besides sleep but Magnus knew Sebastian well and knew
exactly how to wind him round his little finger.
“Seb,”
Magnus breathed opening the door with his mind, and closing it the same way
when they were inside their suit of rooms. “Seb wake up.” Sebastian groaned and
opened a bleary eye at his brother who smiled and leaned down to kiss him, a
simple touch of lips, the way a child would kiss, Manus smiled against his
brother feeling Sebastian relax slightly and press himself against him harder,
turning in his brothers arms, the movement almost made Magnus lose his balance
but he managed to remain upright. Magnus gently mouthed his lips against his
brothers and Sebastian groaned as heat rushed through him at the contact and he
returned the gesture; deepening the slow kiss until their tongues met and
stroked together.
Fire
blazed through both of them, and Sebastian raised his hands up to cup his
brothers face, sleep falling from him quickly to be replaced by a slow rising
arousal. He deepened the kiss still further, the two of them fighting for
breath as the kiss grew more passionate, more out of control. Sebastian raised
one of the hands cupping Magnus’ face to lace it through his hair, his clawed
hand wrapping around behind his brother to pull him closer. Drawing back from
the kiss Magnus slowly put his brother down so his feet were on the carpeted
floor,
“I
love you.” He breathed and Sebastian felt himself shiver, and Magnus knew he
had succeeded; his brother was often far more susceptible to soft seduction
than harsh uncontrolled lust. Sebastian made a sound of delighted joy and
pulled his brother close mouth closing on his throat as Magnus’ claws made
themselves busy at removing his clothing. A lose shirt and trousers fell away
without much bother and Magnus drew back as he always did to look at his
brother.
“And
you call me beautiful.” He smiled, Sebastian blushed and moved forwards, using
sharp little claws to remove what little clothing his brother had on.
“I
love you.” Sebastian breathed as they moved back to the bed.
Time
slowed down, almost seeming to stop at moments, at times Magnus wondered if
Kain had taught his brother some of his time manipulation spells. Gently, they
moved together, soft touches knowing what they liked, finding familiar places
which would cause shivers or small cries. Mouths on skin, claws biting deeply,
"Magnus…" Sebastian
whispered after a time, eyes closed, gasping. He forced himself upright pushing
his brother down, Magnus shivered, pulling his brother close. Sebastian kissed
him, and then slowly worked his way down his body to his hips he smiled warmly
for a moment before he heard Magnus’ short gasping cries as he took him into
his mouth, tasting him as he worked his tongue around him.
"Oh heavens,"
Magnus whispered. Looking down watching his brother work as heat rushed through
him on an emotional level as well as a physical one.
This was truly perfect,
nothing could compare to this, the sex was good but it only made up part of
what he was referring to, the bursting emotion made up a much larger part.
Sebastian was his entire world, and despite how corny Magnus knew it sounded his
brother completed him, he was silent where he was loud, composed where he was
manic he was everything Magnus could ever want silent, passionate, brave and
strong. Stifling a cry he pulled his brother back up to him to kiss him as a
starving man would. Sebastian purred quietly undulating there blood sweat
slicked bodies together. Sebastian drew back slowly and smiling down at his
brother sat up, straddling him. Magnus tried to return the look of complete
trust and love his brother gave him but found himself crying out when Sebastian
moved down taking him inside himself.
The
cries of desperation, love and passion filtered out into the sleep heavy
hallway until the sun slowly started to set and the two finally came apart,
lying down fell into sleep.
The
game had finished for another day.
End Fic.
Authoress note: oh this was fun to
write, I may write more of these two in the future there so cute *squishy face*