Smoke and Mirrors
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Gundam (all others) › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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1,002
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Smoke and Mirrors
Title: Smoke and Mirrors
Fandom: Gundam 00
Rating: R
Pairing: Hallelujah/Allelujah
Notes: Written because I wanted to see a different slant on their relationship. Most of the fic I see with this pairing is non-con with Hallelujah as the aggressor, which I just can't see personally ^^; Hallelujah was created to protect Allelujah and I have trouble seeing him trying to hurt Allelujah mentally or physically. But yes, here is a somewhat fluffy and fun take on them XD
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"Ha-Hallelujah!" Allelujah gasped, distinctly feeling strong arms wrap around him from behind, hot breath on the back of his neck and he knew logically that it was just trickery, smoke and mirrors, that Hallelujah was just playing with brain waves to make such a feeling possible, but it felt so real. Hallelujah could never explain how he did it, never much cared for how it worked, just that it did and now Allelujah could feel the pads of fingers run across his stomach lightly, warm and solid, and his muscles twitched in response.
If he looked behind himself, he knew that there'd be no-one there, no-one at all, but he could still feel Hallelujah's weight against his back, a heavy, comforting presence, just like Hallelujah had always been. There was nothing that quite compared to the feeling of your other half, your protector, wrapped around your mind and even though Allelujah knew that most people would consider him broken if they knew, he couldn't imagine living without that voice in his head. There had been no toys in the facility, nothing to cling to to soothe the nightmares, but Hallelujah had held him like this and nothing could drag them apart. Sometimes he wondered if other people were lonely, only themselves in their thoughts and now way for anyone else to ever really know them as intimately as he and Hallelujah could relate.
Allelujah cried out, feeling a broad palm and calloused fingers wrap around his cock while his own hands dug into the bed sheets, twisting them between his fingers. He threw his head back and if there was no shoulder there to rest it against, then he didn't notice. If he closed his eyes, he could feel it even more vividly, fingers against the corner of his lips and he opened his mouth to suck at them even though there was no-one there, not really.
The hand on his cock moved faster, the other one running across his chest lightly, circling a niple and he head soft laughter in his ear for a moment. Allelujah came with a cry, his eyes squeezed tight shut, and he felt a brief kiss against the back of his neck before the sensations faded. He was left panting and squirming on the bed, the sheets sticky and damp and Hallelujah's smug, satisfied presence in his mind.
A bit of the feeling seeped into Allelujah and he couldn't help but smirk as he lay down on top of the covers, too warm to crawl beneath for now, too tired and sated to want to bother changing them. Hallelujah was quiet again, but still there, a warm familiar presence and it was sort of satisfying to be the only person on the ship to be getting any.
Fandom: Gundam 00
Rating: R
Pairing: Hallelujah/Allelujah
Notes: Written because I wanted to see a different slant on their relationship. Most of the fic I see with this pairing is non-con with Hallelujah as the aggressor, which I just can't see personally ^^; Hallelujah was created to protect Allelujah and I have trouble seeing him trying to hurt Allelujah mentally or physically. But yes, here is a somewhat fluffy and fun take on them XD
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"Ha-Hallelujah!" Allelujah gasped, distinctly feeling strong arms wrap around him from behind, hot breath on the back of his neck and he knew logically that it was just trickery, smoke and mirrors, that Hallelujah was just playing with brain waves to make such a feeling possible, but it felt so real. Hallelujah could never explain how he did it, never much cared for how it worked, just that it did and now Allelujah could feel the pads of fingers run across his stomach lightly, warm and solid, and his muscles twitched in response.
If he looked behind himself, he knew that there'd be no-one there, no-one at all, but he could still feel Hallelujah's weight against his back, a heavy, comforting presence, just like Hallelujah had always been. There was nothing that quite compared to the feeling of your other half, your protector, wrapped around your mind and even though Allelujah knew that most people would consider him broken if they knew, he couldn't imagine living without that voice in his head. There had been no toys in the facility, nothing to cling to to soothe the nightmares, but Hallelujah had held him like this and nothing could drag them apart. Sometimes he wondered if other people were lonely, only themselves in their thoughts and now way for anyone else to ever really know them as intimately as he and Hallelujah could relate.
Allelujah cried out, feeling a broad palm and calloused fingers wrap around his cock while his own hands dug into the bed sheets, twisting them between his fingers. He threw his head back and if there was no shoulder there to rest it against, then he didn't notice. If he closed his eyes, he could feel it even more vividly, fingers against the corner of his lips and he opened his mouth to suck at them even though there was no-one there, not really.
The hand on his cock moved faster, the other one running across his chest lightly, circling a niple and he head soft laughter in his ear for a moment. Allelujah came with a cry, his eyes squeezed tight shut, and he felt a brief kiss against the back of his neck before the sensations faded. He was left panting and squirming on the bed, the sheets sticky and damp and Hallelujah's smug, satisfied presence in his mind.
A bit of the feeling seeped into Allelujah and he couldn't help but smirk as he lay down on top of the covers, too warm to crawl beneath for now, too tired and sated to want to bother changing them. Hallelujah was quiet again, but still there, a warm familiar presence and it was sort of satisfying to be the only person on the ship to be getting any.