Guardian of Legend

Title: Plotted Passion
Written by: Auron (me)
Disclaimer: All characters and locations are property of square
Warnings: Yaoi lemon, that means graphic male x male sex, if you don't like it, turn back now. You have been warned
Summary: A Braska x Auron fic. Braska gets Auron into trouble yet again, but this time he has something else in mind. Normally I would say that Auron would never be this submissive, but I think that Braska could do anything to him and Auron wouldn't fight him.

Plotted Passion

Braska had gotten Auron in trouble, again. This time they had both been grounded and confined to their room. Auron sat on his bed with his back to the wall and his arms crossed with a most unhappy expression on his face.

“Hmph, I didn’t even do anything.”

Braska was sitting on his own bed watching Auron and wearing an odd grin. Auron turned his head just enough to see Braska.

“I hope you’re happy.”

“Oh I am,” for now.

“At least one of us is.”

Auron hmphed and rolled over on his side away from Braska. Braska snickered to himself and walked over toward Auron. Auron felt his bed shift and glanced up to see Braska hovering over him with that same smile.

“What do you want?”

“Aww, come on Auron; I know you can’t stay mad at me.”

“Hmph!”

Auron rolled over to his other side and pulled the pillow over his head.

“Leave me alone.”

Braska leaned over Auron again and lightly rested his hand on Auron’s arm.

“You don’t really want me to do that do you?”

Auron gulped. For some reason Braska’s touch sent shivers up his spine. He felt Braska’s breath across his neck and it made him shudder. Auron peeked at Braska from under the pillow and met the gaze of pure blue eyes.

“What—What are you doing?”

Braska was now very close and his hair brushed across Auron’s chest. He pulled the pillow away from Auron’s face and laid a gentle finger across the trembling teen’s lips.

“Shhhhh…”

With his shelter gone all Auron could do was look into Braska’s eyes. Auron felt something stirring inside him and his mind raced. Auron’s thoughts shot through his head at blinding speed and his senses screamed at him. Why was Braska looking at him that way and why did it affect him so? What was this new feeling growing inside him? Was it even right to feel this way? What the hell was Braska doing?

Auron felt a movement beside him and then found himself gently rolled onto his back. Braska was now straddled over his legs with one hand on Auron’s chest and one hand on the bed beside him. Auron suddenly felt very uncomfortable; part of him wanted to scream and run away and part of him wanted to stay. In any case he found himself frozen and captivated by Braska’s eyes and the light touch that pinned him there.

By now Auron was breathing heavily and his pulse was pounding. Braska leaned over him, intently watching his reactions. When Braska laid his hand on Auron’s face he nearly stopped breathing. Braska just smiled and lightly stroked Auron’s cheek with his thumb. So beautiful.

“B-Braska—“

Any protest Auron may have had was quickly silenced when Braska leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips, gently at first and then with growing intensity. Auron squeezed his eyes shut and tried desperately to sort out what was happening.

Braska slid his hand under Auron’s shirt and brushed his fingers across one of his nipples. Auron’s eyes grew wide and he whimpered, but he didn’t fight it and he didn’t pull away. Braska broke off the kiss and looked straight into Auron’s russet eyes and rested his hand on Auron’s cheek.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Auron looked up into Braska’s eyes and his mind raced to find an answer but he couldn’t form the words. Braska pulled back slightly a little worried.

“Auron? Answer me. I don’t want to push you into something you don’t want to do.”

“I-“

“Do you want me to stop?”

Auron tried to answer but all he managed was to shake his head.

“Yes or no, Auron?”

“Please,…don’t stop.”

Auron’s voice was a whisper but his answer was definite. He still wasn’t sure what was happening, but he was sure that he didn’t want it to end.

“Alright.”

Braska smiled and leaned in to claim another kiss this time to have it returned. It was a brief kiss and Braska soon moved on to bite Auron’s ear eliciting a gasp from his partner. As he did so his hand moved to Auron’s waist and unbuckled his belt.

When he had freed the belt from Auron’s waist Braska leaned back on his haunches and looked down at the young man beneath him. Auron looked from Braska to the belt he now held in his hand.

“What are you going to do with that?”

Braska responded by firmly grasping both of Auron’s wrists and binding them together with the belt and then fastened them behind his head. Ordinarily Auron would not have tolerated such at thing, but at that moment, Braska could have done anything to him and he would have accepted it.

Braska paused for a moment to nibble at the smooth skin of Auron’s neck and then occupied himself with removing the young man’s pants. When that task was finished and the pants tossed aside, Braska stood and began to remove his own clothing all the while watching Auron’s response.

Braska now stood completely naked and smiling. Auron couldn’t help but look with admiration and desire at the beautiful form before him. Auron passed his eyes over Braska’s pale silky skin and wondered why he had never realized just how beautiful Braska really was. Suddenly he wanted, no needed Braska, and it wasn’t because of the erection he displayed or the stirring he felt in his own groin.

But for all his desire and new-found love, Auron was completely lost. He had never had sex with a woman much less a man and really had no idea what he was supposed to do. Braska smiled reassuringly and once again straddled Auron grinding their hips together.

A quiet moan escaped Auron and he arched away from the bed and pressed against Braska. Braska smiled and lightly kissed Auron’s cheek.

“Just let me guide you.”

Auron gave a slight nod and submitted completely. Braska nudged Auron’s head to the side and nipped at his neck. At the same time he ran his fingers around Auron’s nipple and then roughly squeezed. Auron gasped and Braska smiled at his reaction.

Braska pushed Auron’s shirt up over his shoulders and then his head until it only hung from his bound wrists. After placing several kisses along Auron’s collarbone, Braska moved down Auron’s chest to lick and then bite Auron’s nipples in turn.

Braska took great pleasure in the moans, cries, and rocking he was drawing from the body beneath him especially when he reached down and passed a light touch over Auron’s hard cock.

Braska took advantage of Auron’s gasp to claim a deep and passionate kiss plunging his tongue into Auron’s mouth and savoring his taste. Had Auron’s hands been free he would have wrapped them around Braska and pulled him close. But he was bound and forced to obey Braska although he made no attempts to fight and willingly submitted.

Braska slowly made his way down Auron’s body never taking his eyes from his lover’s face. When he was comfortable with where he was, Braska laid a hand on Auron’s thigh and made a generous lick along the shaft of his cock.

“Ah God!”

Auron had never felt such a thing and he almost couldn’t stand it. It was just too much and his virgin senses overloaded as passion flooded him and crushed him in its grip. Auron’s mind worked hastily and he soon found himself giving in and his reservations began to melt away.

Braska took a moment to remark at Auron’s expression and then slid his mouth over his lover’s cock. Auron felt Braska’s lips move along him and he responded by thrusting into Braska’s mouth.

Braska placed his hands on either side of Auron’s hips and sucked on him. Auron gasped and threw his head back. For all Braska’s attempts to hold him steady, Auron’s hips would not be stilled.

Braska felt Auron’s body begin to tighten and he knew how close he was. As much as Braska wanted to taste Auron come, he was not ready for the young man to climax yet. No, Auron deserved much more from his first time.

Braska felt the groan of protest as he pulled away from Auron and sat back. Braska looked into Auron’s questioning eyes and smiled at him reassuringly.

Braska reached over the side of the bed and rummaged through the pile of clothing until he found what he was looking for. When Braska’s arm returned he was holding a small bottle of oil. Braska searched Auron’s eyes for a moment and then pushed the young man’s legs apart and knelt between them.

Braska opened the bottle and poured some of the oil over his hand silently aware that Auron was watching his every move. Braska lifted Auron’s hips slightly and rubbed his fingers over Auron’s entrance. Auron moaned softly and his pulse quickened.

When Braska pressed a finger inside Auron, he gasped loudly and arched his back from the bed. While Auron didn’t fight it, his body did and his muscles involuntarily tensed. Braska was as gentle as his own raging desire would allow as he moved his finger along the walls of Auron’s passage.

When Auron’s body at last calmed Braska added a second finger inside and repeated the process before adding a third finger. When Braska was satisfied that Auron was ready he pulled his fingers out and retrieved the bottle.

Braska found his position quickly and spread the remaining oil over his own cock. When Braska was ready himself he lifted Auron’s hips to his liking and then pushed inside him.

Auron whimpered and tears formed it the corners of his eyes.

“It…hurts.”

Braska wiped a tear from Auron’s cheek with the back of his hand.

“Shhh…It’ll pass soon.”

Braska began with slow but strong thrusts. Auron was nearly in tears. Never had he thought it possible to feel just burning pain and intense pleasure all in the same moment. He squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his fists, an act that wasn’t making things any easier for Braska.

“Try to relax.”

Auron was unbelievably tight, tighter than Braska had ever imagined, so tight it was almost painful. Braska had never thought that anyone could feel so wonderful and his pleasure was only intensified by the knowledge that he was the first one here.

Gradually Auron began to respond as sensations of pain were replaced with those of pure passion and pleasure. He wrapped his legs around Braska’s waist and rocked his hips in time with each of Braska’s thrusts.

Braska responded with increasing intensity as his own desire took over and spurned him on. His thrusts became faster and stronger as he nearly pulled out and then drove back in each time. He wrapped his hand around Auron’s cock and began to stroke him roughly in time with each thrust.

By now, both men where completely consumed and lost in the moment. Desire and need had taken over and there was no stopping it. They would have been grateful for the soundproof walls of their room had they been conscious enough to care.

Now Braska was pounding Auron, all thought of being gentle lost in his own raging passion. Auron responded with ferocity, driven onward by the force that raged through his body.

Auron’s body tightened and a scream wrenched itself from his throat as he came and orgasm ripped through him. Braska felt Auron tighten around him as he thrust in once more and it pulled him to his own climax filling Auron with volumes of his cum.

The orgasm seemed to last forever and they both clung to it desperately until the last moments faded. When it was over, Auron collapsed to the bed in complete exhaustion. Braska crawled up beside him and ran his fingers through Auron’s now tangled and sweat-soaked hair. Auron lifted his eyes to look at Braska and his words came between pants.

“You…had that planned…didn’t you?”

Braska didn’t answer but the mischievous grin on his face was all the confirmation Auron needed.

“Damn you.”

Braska laughed softly and pulled Auron against his chest. Auron made a small grunt of protest and Braska remembered that his hands were still bound.

“Oh.”

Braska unfastened Auron’s wrists and then tossed the belt aside along with Auron’s shirt. Auron lowered his arms and then gratefully curled up against Braska’s chest.

Auron was exhausted and completely spent. His eyes had grown heavy and he found fighting the sleep that was creeping up on him to be a useless battle. Braska’s hand found the blanket and he pulled it over them both. He wrapped his arms around Auron and lightly kissed his cheek.

“Sleep well, my love.”

Auron barely heard Braska’s whispered words as he drifted off to sleep, a path that Braska was soon to follow.

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