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17 February 2009 @ 12:25 pm
[22] FANFIC: Cinders & Smoke  
title: cinders & smoke
author: proboscus
rating: nc-17
pairing: xanxus/squalo
summary: He woke up hours later, the sun still high and unchanged. He put his clothes on hurriedly, and checked the pockets of his coat. His gun was still there. But Squalo was nowhere to be found.
misc: everything belongs to amano, but the premise. au; crazy plot bunny, but mostly just pwp. xanxus finds an "ethereal being" in the forest and then fucks it. the end. yay!





He found him at the edge of the forest; they were deer hunting. The old man said not to wander off but deer hunting wasn't something that particularly interested him. He liked the feeling of a gun in his hands, forefinger poised over the trigger, ready to shoot. But he wasn't one to wait patiently for his prey to come to him. There was always a certain thrill in the hunt, but his method of attack had always been shoot, shoot, shoot. Shoot what is in front of you before it shoots you first. Go. Deers were too easy. He liked challenges.

Sunlight streamed in between the trees, and dappled the forest floor with light. He slapped a hand over his neck where a mosquito had bit him, grimaced, and then rubbed his palm against the leg of his pants, smearing it with his own blood. The ground was covered in dead leaves, figs, and dried branches. An alcove of trees hid a mossy patch of earth, and as Xanxus followed the steep path that lead to it, he heard the sound of movement. It was a human sound, but there was also another sound, the sound of water. He stopped in his tracks and reached for the gun at his hip, flexing his fingers.

Carefully, he crept towards the noise, every stride measured as it was tense. He couldn't hear the squawking of birds or the trees stirring in the wind. It seemed as if the entire forest had suddenly fallen quiet, and the only noise was that of this person behind the tree. There was a splash of water, but it was a minute splash. Xanxus heard dripping and a rustle - of clothing? - and a soft, low, hum drifting in the breeze. The hum was distracting. There was something human and not human about it.

Finally, Xanxus stepped forward from the shadows, pulling aside the thick curtain of shrubs that obscured this person from view.

This person had long hair, long silver hair that swept over their shoulders and floated in the water. This person stood knee deep in the lake, deep green from moss, with their back to Xanxus. This person didn't even move when Xanxus cocked his gun, or stepped on a clump of dead leaves; this person was still.

"Who're you?" Xanxus said. His voice was steady, but small; he couldn't hear himself. He heard the low hum, the drip of water, but not himself. The person turned. He was a young man. His skin was pale white, but it wasn't deathly pale as if it hadn't seen sunlight, no. There was something decidedly unhuman about it; it was almost luminous.

The person, the young man, he stared at Xanxus, unmoving, with his long hair floating in the green water. His eyes were the color of the forest floor. Xanxus swallowed; he repeated his question, but this time he snarled and walked closer so that the toe of his shoes touched the edge of the water.

The young man with long hair stood still. "What are you doing here?" Xanxus spat. "Answer me, you." His forefinger flexed over the trigger. The young man turned. His movements slow, he began washing his hair, bending to scoop water into his hands and pour it over his head. He continued to hum, while methodically scooping water with his hands and washing his hair with it.

Xanxus walked forward, until he was standing knee-deep in the lake behind him. He pressed the barrel of his gun against this person's cheek, but he didn't even flinch or let out a sound. Instead, he turned and stared up at Xanxus, and looked into his eyes.

"Who're you?" Xanxus asked again, but he'd dropped the gun and his arms lay against his sides, limp, useless.

This person moved forward, then put his chin on Xanxus' shoulder. His hair smelled like the earth, rich, spanning histories, and his lips were soft against Xanxus' ear, and when they pressed against his neck, they made Xanxus shiver.

He didn't open his mouth, but Xanxus heard him, loud and clear. Superbia Squalo. It was his name.

--

The sun was still high when Xanxus had draped him on the bank, and lain him on his coat. Squalo watched him, his eyes sharp, still saying nothing. His hair spread across the ground, tangled in gnarled roots and Xanxus' fingers as he grabbed a handful to press against his face. Soft, almost unbelievably so, the smell mineral, like the earth. He put another hand on Squalo's ribs, fingering hollow dips and curves, tracing the hairless path of his underbelly, and then finally, cupping a palm over his cock. It twitched under his hand; Squalo's breath picked up.

Squalo looked up at Xanxus with curious, expectant eyes, and his mouth opened, sucking in a noiseless gasp. Xanxus rubbed a thumb over his nipple, and Squalo did it again - that noiseless gasp, the apples of his cheeks deepening with color, and his cock, twitching in arousal. He moved his hips, but it was a slow movement, a tiny movement. Xanxus palmed him until he was fully erect, running two fingers against the underside of his cock. The skin was damp with moisture. He dipped his head and licked at the tip, smirking when Squalo bucked his hips and seized his shoulders. Squalo still wasn't speaking, but he was moaning, and that was a start. Xanxus nuzzled his hip, thumb pressed to the base of Squalo's cock. "You will come for me," he whispered into his skin. "Like an animal."

Xanxus had pressed a gun to his temple, and it didn't take long to deliberate. In exchange for his life, Squalo allowed Xanxus to fuck him. Guns worked wonders, instilled the proper amount of fear. Xanxus undid his pants. He unbuttoned his shirt next and tossed it aside. Then he lay on top of Squalo, pressing his cock against his warm thigh. Squalo moaned again, pressed his face against Xanxu's shoulder. There were arms embracing Xanxus, fingers skimming over the muscles on his back. He pulled back from Squalo's hold to slide down between his legs; he shoved Squalo's knees apart. Down there, under Squalo's cock, his tongue lapped at his entrance. Squalo's cock twitched, his knees on Xanxu's shoulders trembled violently. He raked the ground with his fingers, gathering filth under his nails. Xanxus alternated between tongue and finger, or sometimes fingers, and Squalo's ankles crossed over Xanxus' back as his fingers rubbed forcibly inside him.

Finally, Xanxus withdrew his fingers, and it was with a pitiful moan that Squalo dropped his legs from Xanxus' shoulder to the ground. But Xanxus picked them up again shortly after and spread his thighs apart. "Look at me," he growled. "Open your eyes; watch as I fuck you like the animal you are."

Xanxus slid in, and something inside Squalo gave, and gave. The muscles of his back tightened with the force of Xanxu's thrust, the suddenness of it, but Xanxus kept on, undeterred, shoving and shoving and shoving. The pain dissolved, turned quickly into something else.

Xanxus kissed him, a press of tongue and teeth and lips, saliva in the corners of his mouth. Heat pooled in their bellies, Xanxus stroked his nipples, let Squalo's cock rest against his stomach, untouched. "You will come for me," Xanxus whispered in his ear with a rough scrape of teeth against the skin. "You will come for me like a woman comes for a man." Then he kissed him again, but it was nothing like a kiss. It felt like they were trying to claw each other out, melt into each other's skin and punch holes into each other. That was what Xanxus was doing, he was fucking Squalo to the ground. Fucking him, cock pistoning in and out and in and out.

Squalo's face flushed, serene; light fell between the leaves on trees and dappled his eyelids and skin. Xanxus closed his mouth around a nipple, teeth grazing the hardened nub. He lurched forward, buried his cock/ Squalo's arms tightened around him, and muffled a sound against his neck.


--

He woke up hours later, the sun still high and unchanged. He put his clothes on hurriedly, and checked the pockets of his coat. His gun was still there. But Squalo was nowhere to be found.

Xanxus didn't call for him, or look for him. Instead he buttoned up his shirt and smoothed out the creases. Behind the tree, something rustled. Xanxus stepped forward and grabbed his gun. His finger poised over the trigger.


"Master Xanxus!" It was Oregano. "You've been missing for weeks! Your father has been worried sick." Oregano wasn't alone; she'd brought a team of six people with her, guns strapped to their hips.

"I haven't been gone very long." Xanxus scoffed. "Don't exaggerate."

"But Master Xanxus -"

He shot her a look. Her lips thinned. "Very well. But whether you like it or not, the truth is that you've been missing for a total of twenty four days. The Ninth will be relieved to know that you are alive and well. Are you injured?"

"No."

"Are you hungry, thirsty, anything at all?"

Xanxus pushed past her. "I'm fine, but your babbling is giving me a headache."

She bristled, but said nothing. The rest of the team parted to make room for him. On the branch of a tree hung a loop of silver hair.

Xanxus stopped for a moment, before continuing to walk.
 
 
 
Oujo-sama: XSakumugan on February 17th, 2009 05:32 am (UTC)
*O* This was a very different sort of XS fic that I've ever seen! What was Squalo? A nymph of some sort? THis was very nicely written and I enjoyed it muchly (not a real word but all well). :3 I have no other words to express my joy of reading this. *YOUSOUNDSOCLICHEXD* But thanks for writing this. <3
proboscus on February 17th, 2009 09:58 am (UTC)
Hooray for matching icons! Thank you for reading. I'm not exactly sure what Squalo is in this fic, but I'll work on it. It certainly won't be the last you'll see of him, rofl. Thanks again!
Oujo-samaakumugan on February 17th, 2009 05:33 am (UTC)
*I just realized this XD* We have an icon that is from the same fanart. XD LOL *SHOT*
.•°Cristina°•.: khr!• just name the time and place.talklikeazombie on February 17th, 2009 06:37 am (UTC)
*A* wow
proboscus on February 17th, 2009 09:53 am (UTC)
thanks for reading! (:
keleosnoonna: KHR! || Xanxus x Squalokeleosnoonna on February 17th, 2009 09:39 am (UTC)
WOW That was so very interesting! Different from your usual XS, and I absolutely LOVED it, especially the beautiful descriptions ♥
Do we get to read more about Xanxus/Nymph!Squalo (was he a nymph btw?)

Great job!!
proboscus on February 17th, 2009 09:56 am (UTC)
Thank you for reading! IDEK what Squalo is, exactly, but I'm working on it. Maybe he's the spirit of the forest, or a sea nymph, that's good too, lmao. But it certainly won't be the last of him. I think. I'm planning an epic fic, maybe. >D
keleosnoonna: KHR! || Mukuro kufufufufukeleosnoonna on February 17th, 2009 12:06 pm (UTC)
EPIC FIC. YES.
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galeaya: uri59galeaya on February 17th, 2009 12:17 pm (UTC)
whoa. good one! <3 very insteresting and original! though I'd have to ask... was Squalo a spirit of some sort..? :3 and will there be more?
proboscus on February 17th, 2009 04:09 pm (UTC)
Yes, probably. That sounds about right as he can't exactly be a sea nypmh, there isn't a sea for miles. ((: Thank you for reading! This is going to sound random but I saw your profile, and I wanted to say that I'm from UPD. [:
galeayagaleaya on February 18th, 2009 01:16 pm (UTC)
omgee, UPD! Yay!


by any chance, are you a member of AME? :3
proboscus on February 18th, 2009 01:47 pm (UTC)
LOL. YES. If you went to the fair last NOV, I was the hippie chick/cashier selling tickets at the back entrance, wearing the brown overalls with tons of zippers on them and purple tights.
galeayagaleaya on February 18th, 2009 01:55 pm (UTC)
o-o I wasn't able to come to the fair orz I wanted to go, but it was a bad time for cash... D:


uhm, uhm.. will there be any events soon? :3
proboscus on February 18th, 2009 04:05 pm (UTC)
AME FAIR this year is around NOV/DEC I think, depending on sponsors and how early/late BNA is booked, it's always held during the second semester. :3 But invite your friiiends, you should come. It'd be loads of fun. Next week on the 28th is the event for TAGCOM at Robinson's, then this summer I'll be cosplaying with some people at Mangaholix. Bel/Fran * 6927. You should also come! (((:

</ ramble
galeayagaleaya on February 18th, 2009 04:11 pm (UTC)
XDDDD I'll be at the Tagcom for sure. <3


Are you coming on Ozine too?



Waah, Bel/Fran! <3 and 6927... dear me, I should see this! XDDD
proboscus on February 18th, 2009 05:38 pm (UTC)
We could... maybe arrange something for Tagcom, rofl. I'm not sure about Ozine though, but probably, if I have nothing else to do, and I don't. See you there, I guess. We could discuss this in detail, maybe. (Oh, and I've friended you, if you don't mind.)
galeayagaleaya on February 19th, 2009 12:28 pm (UTC)
friended you back. :3


will wait for news. :D



uhm, AME question: do you know a certain Daniel Devela? uhm, he goes by the name alabapoy/pyro... :3
proboscus on February 19th, 2009 03:03 pm (UTC)
Haha si Pyro. Sure, we were co-apps two years ago! We applied together back when we were such noobs and afraid to venture to the tambayan, alone. It's a long and complicated story. I think he still has my wig from his Code Geass cosplay. ):
proboscus on February 19th, 2009 03:15 pm (UTC)
I have another journal, my RL journal, Pyro and I are lj-friends there. (:
galeayagaleaya on February 20th, 2009 01:34 pm (UTC)
XD We were from the same high school. I doubt he remembers me though...


:3 Lol, that geass addict.. XD
Elise: Free Hugs!eigwayne on February 18th, 2009 03:38 am (UTC)
I really liked this! It's different, but very nicely done. There's something very eerie and beautiful about Squalo in this, while Xanxus is still very much himself.

It reminded me of those stories in folklore (British, especially, but must cultures have their versions) about men who spend time with a woman, only to find out that she was a fairy, and he's been gone for years and years and everyone he knew is long dead... Xanxus should consider himself lucky it was only twenty-four days!
proboscus on February 18th, 2009 08:13 am (UTC)
Thank you! I toyed with the idea of Squalo not screaming, and this was born, lol. The story is based on folklore, and I do believe I've heard of that one, something like it at least, where a knavish sprite seduces a man and they actually fall in love but it doesn't go exactly as planned? IDK, lol.

Also, hey 24 days is a long time to be having sex. (; Thanks for reading!
desumethis on February 18th, 2009 05:16 am (UTC)
Reminds me of Keats, for some reason. *A* It's really lovely, and I'd like to ask what Squalo was in your fic but reading a couple of comments up told me already. XDD;; I thought he was an elf!

Xanxus stopped for a moment, before continuing to walk. My favorite part♥ It's as if nothing and everything happened already.

Will there be a part two to this? *is slightly hopeful*
proboscus on February 18th, 2009 08:10 am (UTC)
Lol. Keats? Which one of his works? I haven't read Keats in a long while, unless it was for school. I'm still not sure what Squalo is exactly, but I'm banking on forest spirit. It was what I had in mind writing this, then it sort of wandered off from there. The initial idea was Squalo the Mershark after I saw Ponyo At The Cliff By The Sea (don't watch it unless you are heavily medicated or like visuals > plot )

Lol. Xanxus is all WHAM BAM THANK YOU - SEA NYMPH/FOREST SPIRIT!

There will be a part two. It will probably be epic. Thanks for reading! :33
E X T R E M E L Y Fyre'd U↑P: Daryan: red-hot jammin'fyretoppaaa on February 18th, 2009 08:44 pm (UTC)
I freaking love the narration in this and I have no clue why. XD

That being said, the 'o hello random forest spirit, let's fuck now' PWP ping'd my happy button for some harebrained reason, and hell yes totally hot. 8) Mem'ing ufufufu and waiting eagerly for moreee.

*let's just... pretend I can grammar
proboscus on February 19th, 2009 02:53 am (UTC)
Thank you! I enjoyed writing this, and I'm glad you liked the narration.

The plot bunny is crazy but, again, hey it's Xanxus; he sees something he likes, he'll probably want to stick his dick in it. Or not. Just Squalo. Thank you for reading! I'm flattered this made it to your mems!
ishiya_paradise: Lamboishiya_paradise on February 19th, 2009 08:01 pm (UTC)
Aww this was so beauiful, you just made my day XD
I really loved this different kind of story!
Xanxus rocks somehow...XDDDDD Nice as always <3
And Squalo *///////* Hot~
proboscus on February 19th, 2009 11:56 pm (UTC)
Thank you for reading/commenting! Glad you liked! (: