Kanskai Sou - Sensation [KenEd]

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Title: sensation
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, Rurouni Kenshin
AU: Muse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Kenshin/Ed
Rating: NSFW/E
Length: 468
Summary:

Kenshin gripped Edward’s shoulders with both hands, although his fingers only dug into muscle on one side, he could barely keep a grip on the metal. It was warm to the touch, strange in this weather but it was a fleeting thought and Kenshin barely grasped the tail end of it as Edward moved again and sent electricity through all his nerves.

Edward was being slow, and careful, and cautious and damn him for that – he was trying to make Kenshin beg for it and he would not kowtow to it, there was no way that Edward Elric was going to reduce him to a nerveless, shaking mass who would beg-

And then Edward’s mouth on his skin, teeth on his neck and it was like being kissed by fire. Kenshin hissed through gritted teeth as Edward trailed lips down his throat. It was impossible to grasp him closer and shove him away at the same time and he could not make up his mind what he wanted to do, so instead he just held on tight as Edward continued to move steadily and slowly.

Where were his words? Kenshin gasped as Edward shifted them, one warm hand sliding between their bodies, the other supporting Kenshin’s hips. He had words, dammit, he had a whole litany of words he wanted to use against Edward right in this moment, but the only ones that came to mind were breathy and heavy and yes and there and fuck, Ed-

Edward’s mouth over his and he was drowning in sensation, in warmth and scent and taste; Edward pressing his legs further apart, pressing in deeper and splitting him open. He felt over-full and stretched out and he couldn’t get enough of the sensation, clawing at Edward’s back and giving in, finally, his voice barely registering, the words a reverent prayer.

Please, fuck-

He can’t take it, he’s not going to last. He grabs at Edward, fingernails raking red stripes across flesh, every muscle coiled tight in anticipation of his release – and then against all odds, Edward stops. The noise he makes is inhuman, the waves recede and Kenshin pants, head thrown back and eyes barely focused, and yet somehow he can pinpoint the smirk Edward wears.

Edward leans forward, his loose hair trailing over Kenshin’s chest, and he’s so sensitive that the hair lights up his nerves in neon. He hisses and Edward grins more. “Did you really think,” Edward’s voice is husky, thick with sex and fucking attractive, damn him all to hell, seriously - “I’m going to let you come that easily?”

Fucking brat.