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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shaman_King
  Relationship:
      Marco/Lyserg_Diethel
  Additional Tags:
      PWP
  Stats:
      Published: 2007-06-02 Words: 2834
****** Sacrilege ******
by pretense
Summary
     "Sometimes even Maiden-sama needs to be kept out of certain things,
     Lyserg..."
Notes
     Disclaimer: I do not own the characters... Just writing for the love
     of the pairing.
     Warning: This is pure unadulterated porn, no plot whatsoever.
     Originally posted here. This is a five-years-later edited version.
A white-clad boy sat on the turf, basking in the moonlight and the cold night's
air gently caressing his face and green tresses. His emerald orbs lingered on
the lake that shimmered and seemed to glow with the reflections of the stars
and the moon on its gently rippling surface. The boy shut his eyes for a moment
and sighed as he hugged his knees close to his chest in hopes of warming
himself a little. His mind was slowly drifting to reminisce on the evetns that
had transpired in his too-young years when he suddenly felt someone embrace him
from behind. He tensed at first but eventually relaxed as he recognized the
familiar warmth wrapping around him. He opened his eyes just as the man placed
his head on his right shoulder, gazing at the lake as well.
"Marco…"
The name escaped the young boy's lips as he stared at the blonde man who was
embracing him. His hands left his knees and settled on top of the other man's
hands around his waist as he lay back against the man.
"What are you doing here, Lyserg? It's already late…" Marco's voice was quiet
and deep, drifting straight into the boy's ear as they were entwined so
closely. "I don't think Maiden-sama would forgive you easily if she found out
that you're strolling out of bounds again…"
Indeed, lakeside that they were at was separated from camp by a rather large
grove of trees. The boy named Lyserg gave a small shrug and replied, "I'm
sorry… It's just that I wanted to have sometime alone… To think, about stuff…"
"You're thinking of your parents again, aren't you?" the older man stated as
though reading the boy's mind.
The boy responded with a small sad smile. "This is just like the first time
that we met here… I felt glad back then, you know, when you told me that you
cared," he whispered softly, remembering the said event that occurred not too
long ago.
"Agreed... It  is     quite memorable to me as well and this moment is somehow
like it, but only this time, you're not crying your eyes out and cursing that
bastard Hao for killing your parents…" Marco murmured as he nuzzled Lyserg's
cheek, placing kisses along the boy's jaw line and causing the kid to give a
slight shiver. "So what do you say we make more memories here?" He added just
barely above a whisper directly into the young boy's ear as one of his hands
slid from Lyserg's waist and teasingly fondled the covered crotch.
"M-Marco…" Lyserg gasped as his face started to flush from the touches that the
man was giving him. "What if s-someone sees us…?" It had been a while since
their last encounter but he knew how much he wanted this; he longed for Marco's
touch every single night for this was the only time that Lyserg could feel that
there was really someone who loved him. But it didn't escape his thoughts that
the senior X-Law might only doing this to have his body. The blond had still to
say those three words that Lyserg longed to hear but everything was pushed to
the back of his mind as Marco flipped him over - leaving him lying on the grass
with the man on top of him.
Marco stared down at Lyserg's flushed face, at those emerald orbs half-hidden
beneath his eyelids and the moist pink lips giving passage to hot puffs of air.
With a smile laced with arousal, he leaned down and molded their lips together.
Lyserg was slowly kissing him back, still a little prudish and shy even as his
arms circled the blond man's neck. Their lip lock left the both of them
breathless and in desperate need of air but they parted for only a few seconds
before they were at it again. Marco's hands busied themselves with undressing
the younger X-Law. Lyserg gasped as his clothes were peeled away, leaving his
bare skin to meet with the cold air. Marco felt a shot of heat at the sound
that left the boy and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into the
younger one's mouth - exploring the hot and wet orifice thoroughly. He licked
through every crevice, coaxing the younger one's tongue into action and taking
a preference to the taste that it carried.
Lyserg moaned as Marco's gloved fingers rubbed his nipples, the pinching caused
spasms of hurt that translated into rousing heat that gathered in his groin.
Marco was now kissing down his neck, leaving small bite marks here and there,
taking care to ensure that they were easily concealed. As the kisses moved
lower, so did Marco's still-gloved fingers. Green-haired Lyserg could only moan
and gasp and pull the blond man closer, loosing his mind in the onslaught of
heat and desperation for more contact. His too-small shorts were popped open
and dragged down his slim legs in a single swipe that also took away his
underwear.
Marco smirked as the hardening penis was revealed to him, small and pink and
just so beautiful. He looked up at Lyserg whose bright eyes were dazed; he
smirked. Raising one gloved hand to his mouth, Marco used his mouth to undo the
button-clasp, pulling the silken fabric off and spitting it to the ground
beside them under the watch of half-lidded eyes. Lyserg's pale skin was painted
a flattering blush of pink, bathed under immaculate moonlight that made him
look like a heaven-sent angel. Marco lowered himself, never letting go of
Lyserg's gaze even as kissed the tip of the boy's cock. The petite X-Law mewled
at the touch but didn't give a sign to stop so Marco took the flushed shaft
into his mouth, running his tongue on the short length and reveling in a deeper
taste of Lyserg's arousal. Spasms of what seemed to be electric shocks coursed
throughout the young boy's body at the blond's ministrations; the hollowed
mouth sucked his member into stiffness and Lyserg couldn't help but arch his
back from the ground, pushing his member deeper into Marco's servicing mouth.
Licking up the pre-cum that had begun to spill from the cock head, Marco pulled
back and went on his knees. Clear blue eyes were now clouded were desire and
Marco hastily undid his now suffocatingly-tight pants. Lyserg pushed himself up
on his elbows, his leaking erection between his bent legs, he was panting
slightly and small beads of sweat covered his exposed body. The blond X-Law
quickly unbuckled his belt, opening his starched white pants and freeing his
own throbbing manhood. He ordered Lyserg onto all-fours, which the Brit
followed with building enthusiasm; it only took one nod from the blond and the
younger one knew what was required of him next. Lyserg gripped Marco's hardened
member with both hands, threading his thin fingers into the blond curls at the
base as he welcomed the swollen head into his mouth. Marco watched as his
thick, red cock slid past petal-soft lips, a small tongue licking the velvety
skin and coating it with saliva. More than the heated suctions, Marco found
himself getting harder as Lyserg’s moans vibrated against his cock as the boy
worked him slick; the look of helpless craving on the boy’s flushed cheeks as
he took more and more of the older man’s cock sent the right kind of shivers
down Marco’s spine.
He wasn’t even done, he wasn’t even half-way through with the heated shaft in
his hands before Lyserg felt a large hand gripping him by his hair and pulling
him off. A string of saliva connected his plumped lips to the head of Marco’s
penis. For a second, a thought to go back onto the throbbing length crossed his
mind, but then Marco was pushing him backwards, making him lie down on his
spread out uniform. The pristine fabric separated his smooth back from the dirt
and grass, situated just right to take the brunt of their approaching
intimacies. Marco’s remaining gloved hand gathered Lyserg’s wrists and held
them over the Brit’s head, positioning himself between the spread legs.
With one hand stroking his shaft, Marco leaned down and kissed Lyserg hard,
already anticipating the oncoming scream. Satisfied with the slickness coating
his cock, Marco thrust his tongue into Lyserg in the same second that he pushed
his manhood inside the boy.
Lyserg couldn't stop the scream that came from his throat; he and Marco had
done this many times before but it was still painful, although there was now
the sense of pleasure in knowing that the one he loved was inside of him.
Lust overrode the commands of his brain as Marco felt the young Brit's muscles
tighten around his cock. He broke their kiss, drawing out a whimper from his
younger companion and a smirk rose on his own lips. Securing his hold on
Lyserg’s wrists, Marco started thrusting – a slow roll of his hips, dragging
his aching hardness in and out of the tight orifice. Moans and gasps never
began spewing in regular intervals from the younger one's parted lips as the
blond pounded into him in a quickening pace, nearly doubling his initial force.
Lyserg arched from the ground, his backbone straining with the effort to keep
himself closer to the heated body above him to sate his own penis’ desire for
more contact; it met with the front of the older X-Law's clothes and was sated
enough with the friction that it received from the blond's close contact with
his body and agile movements. The knots that he felt around his private region
were becoming tighter and tighter with each thrust that he received; beads of
sweat rolled down his flushed body and his ears were assaulted with Marco’s
heady grunts.
The blonde X-Law suddenly sat up and hefting the younger one onto his pelvic
region, giving the Brit the chance to move on his own. Lyserg understood the
meaning when Marco released his hands, it took him a few moments to adjust his
seat, unable to help the shivers that wracked his body as the thick cock
filling him anchored his every move. Lyserg tentatively lowered himself onto
Marco's dick, whimpering and throwing back his head as he took the swollen
flesh all the way inside. He felt so full and his own cock trembled with
inexplicable delight. Marco’s arms wrapped around his small waist, their lips
meeting again in passionate kisses as Lyserg’s movements became faster and
bolder, impaling himself until the pain gave way to unrivalled pleasure when he
felt Marco suddenly tense up against him and release his seed. The burst of
white hot ejaculation inside him triggered his own climax, as though the knots
coiled in his groin just suddenly tightened and then broke apart; he felt a
most unexplainable feeling of liberation as his orgasm spilled onto the front
of Marco's clothes.
After that he felt numb and allowed himself fall onto the older X-Law's arms,
his own semen stuck onto his bare chest upon contact with the clothes and it
mixed with the sweat already on his body making him feel all sticky. His face
fell onto the blonde's chest, green tresses now damp and sticking onto his
face, and he just stayed there as he tried to gather up his strength listening
to the blond’s heartbeats, feeling the other's hands caressing his back. Lyserg
recognized Marco’s hands palming his ass and he rocked against them almost
automatically, causing a groan to escape the man’s lips in a low rumble. A
small throb of pain made itself known to him as Marco lifted him slightly to
pull out his sated cock from within Lyserg.
Marco pulled the boneless boy against him, flaccid members pressed up together,
causing the green-haired boy to voice out a soft gasp; a small chuckle from
him, arms once again snaking around the slim waist. "You liked that, didn't
you, Lyserg?" came Marco's low, drawling voice as his fingers sought out the
younger boy's anus, feeling his own semen dripping out from it. With a wide and
almost lewd grin, Marco slipped one finger in, stretching out the puckered hole
and having more of his seed spill out, making the young one give an involuntary
shiver at his actions
The Brit allowed the other to continue his exploration of his back until he
finally found enough strength to ask the question that had begun to plague his
mind a long time ago, "Marco…?" he started rather unsurely, gasping out a
breath as a second finger traced the rim of his asshole. "I-I just wanted to
know… Wh-What am I to you…?" His eyes were still closed but he forced them open
when he felt Marco's gloved hand tilting his chin up. His emerald orbs met
azure eyes that carefully studied him.
 
Marco saw uncertainty within the emerald sea of the younger X-Law's eyes, but
there was a speck of hope, but hope for what? He did not know the answer to it
himself. In fact, he had never really thought what anything meant to him, he
hadn't really paid much importance to the things or people around him, except
of course to their leader, the Iron Maiden Jeanne, whom he had placed his full
trust and service… But the question was: who was this young British boy to him?
Was he important to him? His mind answered him with an instant 'yes'. How
important, then? But for that he was met with unexplainable silence. He had
seen Lyserg as a friend, yes, but as a lover? He knew that their age difference
was unspeakable and people would probably be disgusted if they ever knew that
they have a relationship but that still doesn't answer his question. Even
though he would always act cold towards the boy in front of others, deep within
the depths of his complex mind he was always alert and was constantly worried
about the boy's well-being. Lately, he was often times stealing glances at the
Brit, always careful not to be caught by the others and he found himself half-
smiling whenever the younger X-Law regarded him with bright eyes and a blinding
smile. He silently observed the green-haired boy that was pressed up against
him, Lyserg was still staring intently, waiting for his answer, his frail arms
were surrounding the blond man's neck and his legs were wrapped around his
waist.
A chilly night breeze chose to blow past them at that very moment, breaking the
two X-Laws' concentration. Lyserg shifted closer to the blonde man, searching
for more warmth against his bare skin. A fond smile surfaced on Marco’s kiss-
swollen lips as he watched the young Brit’s actions, then he placed both hands
on the boy’s waist and lifted Lyserg off of him as he stood up, saying, "I
think we should have you dressed up first, before anything else…" Looking up
and down at the young one's shivering form before setting the kid back on the
ground.
Wordlessly, Lyserg turned and began to re-dress himself under the watchful eyes
of the blonde X-Law who had pulled his pants up again and was now busy with
buckling back his belt. When both were properly dressed, Marco informed him
that they should head back to their camp site.
"But Marco, you still haven't answered my question…" Lyserg stated quietly as
he looked down on the turf beneath his boot-clad feet.
The blonde man placed a hand on the younger X-Law's shoulder, making Lyserg
look up at him. "I still have yet to find my answer to your question, Lyserg…”
He spoke in hushed tones, swiping the boy’s green locks of hair into their
proper place. “I am still unable to determine what my true feelings are towards
you, but I am certain that you are a person of special importance to me…"
The green-haired boy flushed deep crimson upon hearing Marco’s words, it
wasn't' exactly the 'direct-to-the-point' answer that he had been hoping for
but nonetheless he couldn't help but feel elated since he knew at the very
least that the man he cared for the most had felt that he was of 'special
importance'.
Marco then moved his hands towards the younger boy's chin and leaned in closer
as he brought the younger one's face nearer to his until their lips met in a
sweet, short kiss. When they parted the blonde man gave one last advice to his
junior, "Remember, we must not let anyone know of us…”
"Even Maiden-sama?" Lyserg asked not wanting to have secrets from his leader
since he knew of the dismal punishments that the Iron Maiden gave when anyone
goes against her will.
"Yes… because sometimes even Maiden-sama needs to be kept out of certain
things, Lyserg," replied Marco as he stood up, his glasses catching the
moonlight making his eyes imperceptible due to the reflection of the light as
his lips curved into small smirk.
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