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Dependable (Tale of Saiunkoku, Ensei x Seiran)

Title: Dependable
Fandom: Tale of Saiunkoku
Pairing: Rou Ensei x Shi Seiran
Author: Cheesecake and Chiboust
Recipient: Rei
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Scruffy Ensei, sex
Summary: Prompt: "I would adore a story in which Ensei helps Seiran deal with his bad memories of the Sa Province. Some sweet, tender loving at some point in the story would
not be amiss."



Notes: This takes place somewhere between Ensei's and Seiran's separation from Shuurei and their reunion in Kinka.





The blossoms have fallen,
The fetters of my heart have loosened,
And it has become summer:
A rivulet murmurs cool and clear. (Rengetsu)




Memory has a way of being unremitting yet unfaithful, Seiran discovers as he twists the charred remains of the catfish off its skewer. When he first stumbled into Sa Province, the ground crackled with frost. Yet, here with the sweat of summer trickling down his cheek, the pain of the past abruptly resurfaces.

It is hot enough that most of the reeds near the water have dried out. When the wind blows they rustle hollowly. Maybe it is their near-human rasping that causes Meishou's face to loom before him. Perhaps it is the lingering smoke from the fire which has triggered it. "Thieves of the murderous blade," they might be, but the Satsujinzoku certainly never stopped at the sword to carry out Meishou's torment. Whatever the cause, the memory leaves Seiran in a dark mood. He bites savagely into his meal. Despite the catfish's blackened exterior, it is succulent and flavorful, a testament to Ensei's campfire skills.

The man in question is floating languidly near the riverbank. He is submerged up to his chin and his scruffy beard bobs above the water. He looks so peaceful that Seiran is irritated.

"Are you going to loaf about in the water all day?" he barks.

Ensei blinks lazily. "Hah?"

Seiran's jaw ticks. "Good for nothing ... thick-headed ...ne'er-do-well...," he mutters under his breath.

"What? You want to join me?" Ensei teases, smiling. He stands and his sun-browned body ripples with muscle. A shower of droplets clings to his beard.

Seiran's irritation only grows. He is used to protecting others. With Ryuuki and Shuurei, he is always patient. Yet, when Seiran is with Ensei, all his tumultuous emotions return. The temper he normally suppresses flares. He feels hotheaded, petulant.

Ensei grins. Deliberately rough, he grabs Seiran by the wrist and jostles him towards the water's edge. "How many times do I have to tell you? If you need a hug just say so."

"Who needs a hug from you? I'd rather be embraced by a snapping beetle!" Seiran growls, swatting at the hands that are deftly plucking his clothes away. His pants and tunic land in a heap on the grass. His underwear soon follows. Before Seiran knows it, he is knee-deep in cold water and Ensei's arm is locked about his waist.

Ensei presses Seiran to his chest. His large hand strokes Seiran's hair. "Better?" he murmurs.

Seiran closes his eyes. He doesn't say anything. All that escapes him is a shuddery breath. Ensei's skin is warm and Seiran can hear the powerful thudding of his heart--steady sure and dependable. Perhaps that is why he let himself be caught so easily. The pain always returns but even more constant is Ensei's presence. In those dark days or now, whether he is fighting a mortal enemy or even more elusive demons, Seiran only has to look around and there is Ensei with that determined look in his eye and grinning that roguish grin of his. Seiran is used to protecting others but suddenly he realizes he has also been protected.

Ensei is always more perceptive than Seiran gives him credit for. Maybe he senses Seiran's realization; maybe it's just good timing, but right there, in the midst of the swirling water, Ensei kneels and takes him into his mouth. Seiran gasps. His cock is soft at first but with Ensei's hot tongue rasping over him, he is erect in minutes. Ensei works him from root to tip, suckling him until his body is drawn taut. Even though the current is powerful and the gravel must be hell on Ensei's knees, Seiran is the one who is trembling. He cradles Ensei's head. When he looks down, he is caught in his gaze.

Ensei pulls back, then slides all the way to the hilt--hot, wet, silky-sweet and so good that a ragged cry is torn from Seiran's throat. Ensei's nose is pressed against him, his dark mustache mingling with the silvery thatch of Seiran's pubic hair. It's almost enough to make him lose it. Heat gathers, coils, bursts through him like a storm. Broad fingers dip between his cheeks, brush over his hole and return to tease him in a hot circular motion. Seiran's head lolls.

"God. Ensei!"

"Hmm?" Ensei's laughter rumbles through him. One of his fingers presses into Seiran. Nothing much, just up to the first knuckle but the sensation grabs Seiran by the balls. He manages to choke out a warning, then he is shooting helplessly into Ensei's mouth. The next time two of Ensei's fingers push into him they don't stop, slickened by Seiran's own come. Direct as ever, Ensei goes straight for the gold. Or maybe he's finally feeling a bit of urgency himself. He massages Seiran's prostate, stretching and caressing him with each thrust, until Seiran can't help but rock back onto Ensei's hand. His eager response earns him a groan from Ensei.

"Ah, Seiran," he breathes. He turns his face to kiss Seiran's hip. "I want you."

Seiran nods and pulls Ensei to his feet. Only then does he see the effect he's had on his lover. Ensei's swollen cock lies flush against his belly and the tip of him glistens with excitement. Darker where Seiran is pale, and thicker where he is more graceful, the sight of him takes Seiran's breath away. He wraps his hand around Ensei and the brunet staggers.

"Ungh ... not now, Baby. I'm too close." Ensei is trembling.

"You really are hopeless aren't you? Well, I guess there's no helping it...." Seiran pretends to sigh. He leads Ensei back to the spot where the other man was lounging earlier. He presses his mouth to Ensei's and they embrace in the shallow water. Ensei pulls him down into the cold mud, but Seiran barely notices. He settles over Ensei's lap and rides his lover in a slow steady rhythm. As he moves, Ensei's hands roam his body. He finds Seiran's nipples, stiff from the cold and his desire, and he warms them between his fingers, rolling and plucking the tiny nubs until Seiran's hoarse cries echo through the glade. Wherever he touches, Seiran burns. Ensei's teeth close about Seiran's earlobe and fire races through him; he murmurs in his ear and Seiran's control threatens to shatter apart.

Ensei buries his face in Seiran's neck, nipping at the tender skin while their bodies continue the scorching rhythm they have established. When they are fighting together each anticipates the other's moves without having to think or speak. It is no different here. Ensei understands the arching of Seiran's body and Seiran knows that Ensei's fierce expression--the tension radiating from his limbs--means he's close. Seiran kisses him again, tracing the rim of his upper lip beneath the ticklish softness of his mustache. Locked together like this, there is no room for pain or sadness. All Seiran feels is freedom. He rocks his hips. Deep inside where they are joined, he squeezes and caresses his lover. Ensei moans wildly. His thrusts become more disjointed. Seiran can't hold back any longer either. They finish in a messy heap, the mud squelching beneath their bodies.

When they finally catch their breaths, Ensei gently extricates himself from Seiran and wades deeper into the water. He takes a few dives to wash off the mud then gets out to find his knife. Humming an old tune, Ensei shaves so that bit by bit, the clean lines of his face are revealed again. Seiran watches him, unwilling to move just yet. The sunlight dances off Ensei's broad back, highlighting his strong muscles and the deep groove of his spine. He is beautiful in a way that is simple and entirely masculine. Seiran wants to tell him this, but he holds back, convincing himself that it will only give Ensei a bigger head.

While he has been daydreaming, Ensei has finished cleaning up. He tucks his knife back into his pack and turns to eye Seiran at the water's edge. "Can't get your legs under you just yet, huh?" he crows, sounding very pleased.

Seiran rolls his eyes and starts to get up, but before he can move, Ensei is splashing back into the water and washing him.

"Why are you bathing me?" Seiran growls.

"Because you're spoiled, selfish and need to be indulged. It's the only way to keep you from moping around." Ensei gives Seiran's calf a playful lick. He is smiling, but his eyes are serious and all too knowing. Seiran looks away.

Satisfied, Ensei continues his washing and Seiran has no choice but to give in to his quiet but inexorable kindness. Besides ... he supposes it's not so bad to be reminded that he is not alone. Sometimes it is all too easy to forget. With Ensei at his side, however, the memories aren't so painful and that is the most any warrior could ask for. It is enough.

Ensei releases Seiran. Together, they leave the water and return to the bank to rekindle the campfire. The reeds whisper, but Seiran can no longer hear them. Ensei's laughter is too loud, too bright.


End

Comments

Oh wow, Ensei/Seiran *happy*. Thanks a lot for writing this! =D (and Rei for requesting..XD)

(Anonymous)

You're welcome! I'm glad you like it. Ensei/Seiran is one of my favorite Saiunkoku pairings. :)

Cheesecake_and_chiboust
Mmmm, that was very yummy. And I liked the one little moment where Seiran describes Ensei as masculine. It's kinda funny, in Saiunkoku, that Ensei is by FAR the most masculine man of the bunch, though there are a couple of others of the older crowd that also qualify. Most of them are very effeminate.

(Anonymous)

Thank you! *nod nod* Ensei is probably the "manliest man" of the bunch though it seems Seiran calls most of the shots. ^_^ I'm glad you enjoyed this!
Oh dear lord - someone finally wrote Ensei/Seiran?!

*glomps*

THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm new to SaiunMono ~ haven't even finished Season 1. But Ensei x Seiran is my OTP!! (along with Shuuei x Kouyuu, OF COURSE!)

Sweeet and oh so yummy fic!! I am officially on the hunt for more Ensei x Seiran!! About to check your journal to see if you've written more b/c this one was fanTASTic!!! XDDD

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