Bungou Stray Dogs - Dominion [SSKK]
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scriveynerTitle: dominion
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Characters/Pairing: Atsushi/Akutagawa
Rating: M
Length: 415
Summary: “All black,” Atsushi said softly, reaching to touch.
Akutagawa’s wings were tremendous things, their breadth overshadowed them both as he knelt on the bed, black feathers drifting loose from their expanse. Rashomon seemed to shimmer along the edges, the midnight-black feathers bleeding into a glowing crimson. “All black,” Atsushi said softly, reaching to touch. Before his fingers could make contact Akutagawa jerked his wings back, tenting them up and turning his head away.
Atsushi hesitated, fingers still outstretched, then lowered his hand. “You showed me your wings,” he said. It was intimate, this display, and the way Akutagawa flinched from his touch broke his heart. “Can I…?”
There was a long moment, as Akutagawa slowly unfolded again. “No one ever wants to touch tainted wings,” he said, roughly, and Atsushi reached for his feathers, running his fingers down their length and discovering, upon parting them, some were variegated and tipped in white. Atsushi bit his bottom lip, fingers brushing over a completely white feather, hidden midst the black.
“Your wings are amazing,” he said, soft as a whisper. Akutagawa hung his head, eyes closed and unwilling to face Atsushi; though a blush colored his cheeks at the shared intimacy.
His eyes opened, though, when the texture brushing his feathers changed. Atsushi put his forehead to Akutagawa’s, arms over his shoulders and his own eyes closed. Akutagawa lifted his head, to see Atsushi’s wings, for the first time.
They weren’t as pristine white as he expected, mottled to dark grey and - black. There were several solid black feathers mixed in the darkest of the greys, and the feathers were uneven and choppy. They were missing completely in several places, pinion feathers damaged in some places beyond repair.
“Pretty ugly, huh?” Atsushi’s voice wavered. He’d tangled his wings with Akutagawa’s despite that, and the only flinch was on his face when Akutagawa reached over his head to brush his hand down a wing.
“This black,” Akutagawa frowned. “Because of me?”
“No,” Atsushi said. He laid his head on his arm, still draped over Akutagawa’s bare shoulder. “What about your white? Is it because of me?”
“Without question,” Akutagawa responded without hesitation, and looked him full in the eye. Atsushi flushed, but smiled anyway - and was gratified when Akutagawa, falteringly, returned the expression.
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Characters/Pairing: Atsushi/Akutagawa
Rating: M
Length: 415
Summary: “All black,” Atsushi said softly, reaching to touch.
Akutagawa’s wings were tremendous things, their breadth overshadowed them both as he knelt on the bed, black feathers drifting loose from their expanse. Rashomon seemed to shimmer along the edges, the midnight-black feathers bleeding into a glowing crimson. “All black,” Atsushi said softly, reaching to touch. Before his fingers could make contact Akutagawa jerked his wings back, tenting them up and turning his head away.
Atsushi hesitated, fingers still outstretched, then lowered his hand. “You showed me your wings,” he said. It was intimate, this display, and the way Akutagawa flinched from his touch broke his heart. “Can I…?”
There was a long moment, as Akutagawa slowly unfolded again. “No one ever wants to touch tainted wings,” he said, roughly, and Atsushi reached for his feathers, running his fingers down their length and discovering, upon parting them, some were variegated and tipped in white. Atsushi bit his bottom lip, fingers brushing over a completely white feather, hidden midst the black.
“Your wings are amazing,” he said, soft as a whisper. Akutagawa hung his head, eyes closed and unwilling to face Atsushi; though a blush colored his cheeks at the shared intimacy.
His eyes opened, though, when the texture brushing his feathers changed. Atsushi put his forehead to Akutagawa’s, arms over his shoulders and his own eyes closed. Akutagawa lifted his head, to see Atsushi’s wings, for the first time.
They weren’t as pristine white as he expected, mottled to dark grey and - black. There were several solid black feathers mixed in the darkest of the greys, and the feathers were uneven and choppy. They were missing completely in several places, pinion feathers damaged in some places beyond repair.
“Pretty ugly, huh?” Atsushi’s voice wavered. He’d tangled his wings with Akutagawa’s despite that, and the only flinch was on his face when Akutagawa reached over his head to brush his hand down a wing.
“This black,” Akutagawa frowned. “Because of me?”
“No,” Atsushi said. He laid his head on his arm, still draped over Akutagawa’s bare shoulder. “What about your white? Is it because of me?”
“Without question,” Akutagawa responded without hesitation, and looked him full in the eye. Atsushi flushed, but smiled anyway - and was gratified when Akutagawa, falteringly, returned the expression.
