[fic] Drunk Love
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Title: Drunk Love
Original Thread: here
Author:
kiyala
Word Count: 1233
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Pairing: Daryan Crescend / Klavier Gavin
Rating: R
Warnings: gay men, hints at sex, sap
Disclaimer: CAPCOM own Ace Attorney
Prompt: daryan, in a relationship with klavier, just holds him close and tells him how much he loves him, how his eyes are like the sky and how he can't go without seeing them... and daryan is drunk. he feels the same way when sober, but just can't say it when he is. too gay, and he's MANLY even when in love.
sex is good, too, bonus points for during sex.
Klavier knew that Daryan liked his liquor, but he knew just as well that Daryan was good at moderation. It was just another one of those things about him that people wouldn’t be able to guess at a first (or second or even third) glance.
Which is why Klavier was used to seeing Daryan perhaps a little tipsy, but hardly ever drunk. Definitely not as drunk as he was at that moment. His eyes were half-lidded and Klavier could see a faint flush across those cheekbones that somehow always draw his gaze down to Daryan’s mouth. And Daryan was smirking at him. Smirking down at him, from above Klavier as he pinned the prosecutor down on his bed.
Because Daryan Crescend was horny at the best of times. Losing his inhibitions just made him even worse. Though, Klavier considered as he felt the detective nibbling up his neck to his mouth for a deep kiss, perhaps it should be considered better, not worse.
“Gonna make you scream for me, Gavin,” he murmured and Klavier could feel Daryan’s lips forming the words as they moved against his skin. He felt the vibration in Daryan’s chest and throat as he spoke, and he felt Daryan’s erection against his own thigh, hot and hard just like he was. Klavier shut his eyes, exhaling a long, shaky breath. He listened to sound of his fly being unzipped as he felt Daryan’s fingers sliding past the material and sneaking past the waistband of the satin boxers to close around his cock.
“Daryan,” the blond sighed, his eyes still shut, his mouth open just a fraction.
“That’s right,” Daryan replied, fingers rubbing idly over Klavier’s erection just light enough to tease. “I want to hear you say my name in that beautiful voice.”
Klavier craned his neck back far enough to look at Daryan. The detective’s expression showed that he didn’t even notice anything out of the ordinary. He was about to ask if Daryan was feeling alright, but could do nothing but moan at the way Daryan was stroking him. The long, rough fingers sliding over hypersensitive skin and leaving him shuddering with pleasure.
Daryan kissed him hard, leaving Klavier breathless and feeling far too empty when the detective moved away, settling on his knees just beside Klavier. Smirking at the blond’s impatience, Daryan leaned over him again and began pulling the leather pants down the tanned legs. Klavier lifted his legs to help, unzipping Daryan’s shirt once the pants were off. He kissed down Daryan’s chest, relishing the breathy sighs he was drawing out of the other man until he was pulled up into a proper kiss. Daryan pushed him back down onto the bed, climbing on top of him and undoing his pants at the same time. Klavier pulled Daryan down into a kiss once he was naked save for his boxers, fingers raking over Daryan’s back as his shirt was undone.
“You look amazing like this,” Daryan murmured, eyes travelling over Klavier’s body, unconsciously licking his lips. “So. Fucking. Gorgeous.”
Klavier flushed, both thrilled and confused by the compliment. Daryan leaned over him, bringing their lips together. He didn’t pull very far away, his breath warm against Klavier’s skin as he spoke.
“I love you.”
“Daryan…?”
“I love you so much, Klavier. Always thinkin’ about you. I get twitchy when you’re not close enough to touch. I mean, I know I tell you that you’re like a wet dream for the fans but… fuck. You’re real and you’re here and you’re mine and it’s amazing.”
Klavier laughed, trying to hide his embarrassment. “Are you feeling alright, Herr Crescend?”
“Mmm, I love your voice too,” Daryan continued, his speech pausing here and there as he kissed Klavier’s neck. “The way you make English and German sound like the sexiest languages ever. The way your pretty lips move when you’re talking. And when you smile. And the way your eyes just light up when you’re happy. I love everything about you.”
Reaching across to stroke Daryan’s cheek, Klavier smiled. “You must be incredibly drunk, ja?”
Turning his head, Daryan kissed the centre of Klavier’s palm. “I’m tellin’ the truth here.”
This made Klavier smile even wider and Daryan grinned in response.
“See? That’s the smile I’m talkin’ about.”
“Honestly, Daryan. If you’re fucking with me, I will hate you,” Klavier muttered under his breath.
“Whassat?”
“Fuck me, Daryan,” the blond said, louder this time.
Smirking, Daryan kissed Klavier hard once more. “Gladly.”
*
Daryan woke with a headache and an absolute mess where he was sure his mind was supposed to be. He groaned as he blinked his eyes open, only registering the feeling of somebody else in bed with him when he saw Klavier’s arm draped across him.
He sighed, lying back down on the bed and squinting at the ceiling until the light stopped straining his eyes as much. He could hear Klavier’s deep breathing beside him and turned slowly to lie on his side. Klavier had a faint smile on his face as he slept, which made Daryan grin to himself. He reached out, his fingertips brushing against Klavier’s cheek.
“Mm…” Klavier turned his face further into the pillow, tightening his grip on Daryan.
Love you, Daryan formed the words silently, the corners of his mouth twitching down into a light frown. He couldn’t even bring himself to say it aloud to Klavier when he slept. His reluctance to outwardly express affection was something that irritated him on occasion – he could only guess how much it bothered Klavier. He sighed, hating the fact that caring about the other man made him so concerned about these things in the first place. I love you, Klavier.
Mumbling incoherently again, Klavier shifted and slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a few times before registering Daryan in front of him with a smile.
“Good morning,” he greeted, snuggling against Daryan. “Have you been awake for long?”
“Just woke up,” Daryan replied. He assessed their surroundings and raised an eyebrow. “We must’ve had fun last night.”
“You could say that,” Klavier smirked. “…You don’t remember it?”
“I… was drunk, wasn’t I? …Sorry.”
“A little bit,” the prosecutor said, amused. “You don’t need to apologise – it was… rather useful.”
“Useful?”
“Ah, how shall I put this?” Klavier rolled onto his back and grinned up at the ceiling before looking at Daryan. “You say the most interesting things when your self-restraint suffers.”
Daryan froze. “Like… what?”
“You wouldn’t shut up all night. How much you loved my voice. My lips. My eyes. Me.”
“You’re fucking with me.”
“Do you believe that?” Klavier watched him carefully.
“Fuck.” Daryan looked away before glancing back. “What else did I talk about?”
“Mm, just how badly you wanted me,” Klavier murmured, smirking. “Old news.”
“Uh. ‘Scuse me. Gonna go to the bathroom. Head hurts and…” he gestured vaguely at his head. “You know.”
Klavier caught Daryan’s wrist before he’d even sat up.
“You’re not running from me, Crescend.”
Daryan opened his mouth to argue, but fell silent as Klavier placed a finger over his lips.
“You wouldn’t shut up last night. Not even to let me speak. So I wanted to say…”
“Klavier?” Daryan asked in a quiet voice.
Klavier gave him a deep kiss, smiling at the dazed look in Daryan’s eyes when he pulled away.
“I love you too, Daryan.”
x
Original Thread: here
Author:
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Word Count: 1233
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Pairing: Daryan Crescend / Klavier Gavin
Rating: R
Warnings: gay men, hints at sex, sap
Disclaimer: CAPCOM own Ace Attorney
Prompt: daryan, in a relationship with klavier, just holds him close and tells him how much he loves him, how his eyes are like the sky and how he can't go without seeing them... and daryan is drunk. he feels the same way when sober, but just can't say it when he is. too gay, and he's MANLY even when in love.
sex is good, too, bonus points for during sex.
Klavier knew that Daryan liked his liquor, but he knew just as well that Daryan was good at moderation. It was just another one of those things about him that people wouldn’t be able to guess at a first (or second or even third) glance.
Which is why Klavier was used to seeing Daryan perhaps a little tipsy, but hardly ever drunk. Definitely not as drunk as he was at that moment. His eyes were half-lidded and Klavier could see a faint flush across those cheekbones that somehow always draw his gaze down to Daryan’s mouth. And Daryan was smirking at him. Smirking down at him, from above Klavier as he pinned the prosecutor down on his bed.
Because Daryan Crescend was horny at the best of times. Losing his inhibitions just made him even worse. Though, Klavier considered as he felt the detective nibbling up his neck to his mouth for a deep kiss, perhaps it should be considered better, not worse.
“Gonna make you scream for me, Gavin,” he murmured and Klavier could feel Daryan’s lips forming the words as they moved against his skin. He felt the vibration in Daryan’s chest and throat as he spoke, and he felt Daryan’s erection against his own thigh, hot and hard just like he was. Klavier shut his eyes, exhaling a long, shaky breath. He listened to sound of his fly being unzipped as he felt Daryan’s fingers sliding past the material and sneaking past the waistband of the satin boxers to close around his cock.
“Daryan,” the blond sighed, his eyes still shut, his mouth open just a fraction.
“That’s right,” Daryan replied, fingers rubbing idly over Klavier’s erection just light enough to tease. “I want to hear you say my name in that beautiful voice.”
Klavier craned his neck back far enough to look at Daryan. The detective’s expression showed that he didn’t even notice anything out of the ordinary. He was about to ask if Daryan was feeling alright, but could do nothing but moan at the way Daryan was stroking him. The long, rough fingers sliding over hypersensitive skin and leaving him shuddering with pleasure.
Daryan kissed him hard, leaving Klavier breathless and feeling far too empty when the detective moved away, settling on his knees just beside Klavier. Smirking at the blond’s impatience, Daryan leaned over him again and began pulling the leather pants down the tanned legs. Klavier lifted his legs to help, unzipping Daryan’s shirt once the pants were off. He kissed down Daryan’s chest, relishing the breathy sighs he was drawing out of the other man until he was pulled up into a proper kiss. Daryan pushed him back down onto the bed, climbing on top of him and undoing his pants at the same time. Klavier pulled Daryan down into a kiss once he was naked save for his boxers, fingers raking over Daryan’s back as his shirt was undone.
“You look amazing like this,” Daryan murmured, eyes travelling over Klavier’s body, unconsciously licking his lips. “So. Fucking. Gorgeous.”
Klavier flushed, both thrilled and confused by the compliment. Daryan leaned over him, bringing their lips together. He didn’t pull very far away, his breath warm against Klavier’s skin as he spoke.
“I love you.”
“Daryan…?”
“I love you so much, Klavier. Always thinkin’ about you. I get twitchy when you’re not close enough to touch. I mean, I know I tell you that you’re like a wet dream for the fans but… fuck. You’re real and you’re here and you’re mine and it’s amazing.”
Klavier laughed, trying to hide his embarrassment. “Are you feeling alright, Herr Crescend?”
“Mmm, I love your voice too,” Daryan continued, his speech pausing here and there as he kissed Klavier’s neck. “The way you make English and German sound like the sexiest languages ever. The way your pretty lips move when you’re talking. And when you smile. And the way your eyes just light up when you’re happy. I love everything about you.”
Reaching across to stroke Daryan’s cheek, Klavier smiled. “You must be incredibly drunk, ja?”
Turning his head, Daryan kissed the centre of Klavier’s palm. “I’m tellin’ the truth here.”
This made Klavier smile even wider and Daryan grinned in response.
“See? That’s the smile I’m talkin’ about.”
“Honestly, Daryan. If you’re fucking with me, I will hate you,” Klavier muttered under his breath.
“Whassat?”
“Fuck me, Daryan,” the blond said, louder this time.
Smirking, Daryan kissed Klavier hard once more. “Gladly.”
*
Daryan woke with a headache and an absolute mess where he was sure his mind was supposed to be. He groaned as he blinked his eyes open, only registering the feeling of somebody else in bed with him when he saw Klavier’s arm draped across him.
He sighed, lying back down on the bed and squinting at the ceiling until the light stopped straining his eyes as much. He could hear Klavier’s deep breathing beside him and turned slowly to lie on his side. Klavier had a faint smile on his face as he slept, which made Daryan grin to himself. He reached out, his fingertips brushing against Klavier’s cheek.
“Mm…” Klavier turned his face further into the pillow, tightening his grip on Daryan.
Love you, Daryan formed the words silently, the corners of his mouth twitching down into a light frown. He couldn’t even bring himself to say it aloud to Klavier when he slept. His reluctance to outwardly express affection was something that irritated him on occasion – he could only guess how much it bothered Klavier. He sighed, hating the fact that caring about the other man made him so concerned about these things in the first place. I love you, Klavier.
Mumbling incoherently again, Klavier shifted and slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a few times before registering Daryan in front of him with a smile.
“Good morning,” he greeted, snuggling against Daryan. “Have you been awake for long?”
“Just woke up,” Daryan replied. He assessed their surroundings and raised an eyebrow. “We must’ve had fun last night.”
“You could say that,” Klavier smirked. “…You don’t remember it?”
“I… was drunk, wasn’t I? …Sorry.”
“A little bit,” the prosecutor said, amused. “You don’t need to apologise – it was… rather useful.”
“Useful?”
“Ah, how shall I put this?” Klavier rolled onto his back and grinned up at the ceiling before looking at Daryan. “You say the most interesting things when your self-restraint suffers.”
Daryan froze. “Like… what?”
“You wouldn’t shut up all night. How much you loved my voice. My lips. My eyes. Me.”
“You’re fucking with me.”
“Do you believe that?” Klavier watched him carefully.
“Fuck.” Daryan looked away before glancing back. “What else did I talk about?”
“Mm, just how badly you wanted me,” Klavier murmured, smirking. “Old news.”
“Uh. ‘Scuse me. Gonna go to the bathroom. Head hurts and…” he gestured vaguely at his head. “You know.”
Klavier caught Daryan’s wrist before he’d even sat up.
“You’re not running from me, Crescend.”
Daryan opened his mouth to argue, but fell silent as Klavier placed a finger over his lips.
“You wouldn’t shut up last night. Not even to let me speak. So I wanted to say…”
“Klavier?” Daryan asked in a quiet voice.
Klavier gave him a deep kiss, smiling at the dazed look in Daryan’s eyes when he pulled away.
“I love you too, Daryan.”
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Date: 2009-01-12 08:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-13 08:19 am (UTC)SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME <3 Was that a Yu-Gi-Oh! Abridged reference? Because if it is, you've just gained a million awesome points :DThank you! I love writing fluff :D
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Date: 2011-07-18 08:14 pm (UTC)at first i was like "omgdaryanissoocuuute!" and in the end i thought "omgandklavierissoocuutetooo" .. hahaha.. no really, i love it :3
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Date: 2011-07-19 02:42 am (UTC)