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[Magic Knight Rayearth] the great amateur art (Caldina/Ascot)
Title: the great amateur art
Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth
Length: 1822 words
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clampkink: Magic Knight Rayearth: Caldina/Ascot (in that order) - Ascot fails and flails at everything
Pairing: Caldina/Ascot; Ascot/Umi
Other: R for sex. Warnings for infidelity.
Excerpt: Ascot knew that Caldina was up to something - it was in the way she walked, the sway of her hip and the triumph in her stance.
Ascot knew that Caldina was up to something - it was in the way she walked, the sway of her hip and the triumph in her stance. But he hardly had the energy to avoid her. Most of his thoughts were caught up in the clouds, where his visions of Umi took him. So he barely registered her presence at first, due to the hair in his eyes and the reason for the blush on his face. He was sitting near a fountain in the middle of the palace, staring into the water because it reminded him of Umi, and he hadn't seen anyone else for almost fifteen minutes when Caldina appeared.
"Oh, Ascot, you've grown just so much these past couple of years," she drawled out, a grin flashing across her face. She tucked a finger under his chin, forcing him to look up and focus on her. Whatever she saw in his expression seemed to please her.
"What have you been up to?" she asked, taking her hand back so she could clap in excitement. She leaned over, taking advantage of the height difference that existed due to his low seat to flash her breasts in his face. He was used to this, and though it generally made him blush a little, he was already there.
"...Umi," he mumbled, letting himself smile a little. Caldina tweaked his cheek.
"Have you been being a naughty boy? Oh my," she answered, settling herself in beside him and fussily arranging her draped silk for maximum effect. He wasn't sure why she bothered wearing it, as it tended to call more attention to her lack of clothing than it covered (which was exactly why she wore it).
"Caldina!" he said, fisting his hands in his lap. "We don't-- I--"
She leaned in close to him, wide-eyed. "You mean to say you've been dating Miss Umi for six whole months, and you haven't even stolen a kiss?"
He shied back a little, his face hot with embarrassment. "I-it's not-- we... we kiss sometimes. And stuff."
The last words had been tacked on hastily, but Caldina squealed when she heard them. "You have to tell me all the details! I can't believe you've been holding out on me!" She stretched her upper body toward him, resting herself on her hands, so that her chest was even more prominent.
He gestured widely. "No, no, I don't-- Caldina!" He sounded exasperated, and she let her body roll with a laugh.
"You're still so innocent," she said fondly. "Miss Umi probably doesn't know what to do with all your purity. You probably get a nosebleed just thinking about her boobs."
She cupped her own and Ascot, in a fit of self-preservation, dunked his face in the fountain. When he came up, sputtering, Caldina was laughing.
"You didn't have to go to all that trouble, hon! Here, I have an idea. Come with me."
Even though he was taller than her now, and weighed more, she had no problem dragging him to her quarters. He'd been there before, of course, but it always took him a moment to adjust to the foreign smell of the rooms. She opened the door and spice and incense burned in his nose. The walls were draped with fabrics that reminded him of her garments, and there were rich-looking rugs and throw pillows all over the floor. Clearly, Lafarga had had no input in decorating. The Dal was currently in Autozam with Prince Ferio, being his bodyguard as they made certain trade negotiations. He would be gone for another week, and Caldina had spent the last week sighing about it, lounging listlessly around the palace and complaining about having nothing to do.
Ascot had been glad, at first, to see her out of her mood, but now he was a little wary. He let her pull him down to sit at a low table where she often took tea. She sat down across from him, pulling a pillow over to rest on, and then she leaned forward across the table, resting her chin in her hands, and smiled at him.
"I'm going to show you how to make the little missy very happy," she said. She reached out and let her fingers pinch the fabric at his shoulder.
He didn't tell her that he and Umi hadn't even talked about the sort of thing he feared she might be referring to. Umi had been the one to progress the physical side of their relationship, bit by bit. She seemed to be operating on some sort of internal calendar, so that they held hands by their second "date," but she hadn't kissed his cheek until the fourth one. They had recently progressed to chaste kisses on the mouth (which had been what Ascot was dreaming about, really), but he couldn't even imagine what it would be like to do more than that. Not with Umi. Someday - well. It might be nice someday.
But while he was thinking and considering, Caldina was acting. His eyes widened as she leaned further across the table and pressed her lips to his.
"Mmph," he said as his eyes shut. Caldina's lips were full and firm. He could smell the floral scent of her shampoo and half-wondered if her hair was as soft and feathery as it looked.
She teased at his bottom lip and his mouth opened a little, instinctively. She licked at his teeth and then she was pushing away the little table, removing the obstacle between them. He could hear it scrape softly on the rug.
His whole body went stiff with uncertainty and she pulled back from kissing him, allowing one last bit of distance between them. She put her arms around his neck and let her lip quiver.
"I'd like to do this for you, Ascot," she said. "With you. But if you say no, I won't mention it again. Actually... if you say yes, we'd better keep it a secret, too."
Ascot nodded. He didn't think Lafarga would be angry at him - honestly, no one would think of him as provoking the situation - but he didn't want the man disappointed in him, either. Or sad. And if Umi was sad--! He'd simply die of shame.
If he were truly honest with himself, he'd admit that Caldina's offer held an appeal. She was his friend, she was more experienced than he was with these things, and she was quite beautiful. He could learn about women without having to fumble around (even though he'd probably fumble anyway). And Caldina wouldn't lie: she could keep a secret. This could be their one thing.
He held his breath a moment, and then expelled it with a sigh. "Okay," he said. "We can - we can do it."
"Wonderful!" she answered, the muscles in her legs tensing, and she pushed him backward onto another pile of pillows. Her knee crept up between his legs, resting just shy of their juncture. She was leaning over him, her breasts pressed to his chest, and her weight was nothing, but he still found it hard to breathe suddenly.
"Don't be shy," she hummed against his ear. She breathed warmly on his neck and then kissed him there. He slowly lifted a hand and let it come to rest on the small of her back. His fingers felt hot. She kissed him on the mouth again, with slow luxury, until that was all he could think of, the press of her lips on his, punctuated by the brush of her fingers against his face. Her nails were a little long and made him shiver.
Finally she pulled back and grinned at him. His breathing was uneven, his face warm. "You get to move your hands, you know," she said, gesturing down her body. "Here, it's simple."
She reached around behind and caught one of his hands in hers, lacing their fingers for a second before she placed his hand on her breast. It curved perfectly against his grip and he gasped. Caldina grinned again and arched into his touch.
"Squeeze," she said, almost a purr, into his ear, and she groaned loudly when he did so. He let go at once, looking up into her face worriedly.
"That was a good sound!" she said, rolling her eyes. "Just like this one." And with those words, she palmed him through his clothes, and he managed an exclamation that sounded like, "Urk!" His body responded powerfully to her follow-up squeeze. And then she pressed her hips against him, and they fit somehow very well in a way he hadn't expected.
She guided him through the rest of their tryst, instructions and encouragement between moans and gasps. His touches were uncertain until she railed at him to be firm - "You're not going to hurt me, Ascot!" - and she kissed him until he felt he couldn't breathe. She stripped him with wild abandon, leaving their clothes to rumple, and then she assessed him.
"You'll do just fine," she said with a wink. "Now, I'll teach you something that Miss Umi will most definitely appreciate," she continued, straddling his shoulders. He stared at her sex as if it were a particularly difficult puzzle, unsure what to do with it now that he had it before him, but she took his hands again, and guided him.
"And your mouth, just like - don't be afraid of it! I won't bite!" She laughed throatily until he worked with more vigor. She grew louder, then, if that were even possible, sharing corrections and thanks and demands. When she came, shuddering against his fingers and his tongue, he released as well, unable to wait any longer. He wondered if she would be upset, but she just climbed off and smiled at him.
"You're a quick learner," she declared, walking off into the next room, comfortable in her nudity. She returned with a towel and gave it to him, and then set putting herself to rights. He cleaned himself up, suddenly tired and feeling just as awkward as before (though, he supposed more experienced). He looked at her as she adjusted her top half and reapplied her lipstick. After a moment, she noticed him staring.
"What? Nothing you haven't seen before." Caldina laughed and leaned down to toss him his hat.
Just like that, the awkwardness broke, and they were back to who they were, a dancer and the boy she always teased. He pulled his hat back on, and then she set the table back and they had tea and talked for a while. Finally, he got up to go. She walked him to the door, as pleased as ever.
"Now, go impress her," she whispered in his ear, giving him a shove, and he was left in the hallway with his blush.
Finally, he nodded, just barely.
Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth
Length: 1822 words
Prompt:
clampkink: Magic Knight Rayearth: Caldina/Ascot (in that order) - Ascot fails and flails at everythingPairing: Caldina/Ascot; Ascot/Umi
Other: R for sex. Warnings for infidelity.
Excerpt: Ascot knew that Caldina was up to something - it was in the way she walked, the sway of her hip and the triumph in her stance.
Ascot knew that Caldina was up to something - it was in the way she walked, the sway of her hip and the triumph in her stance. But he hardly had the energy to avoid her. Most of his thoughts were caught up in the clouds, where his visions of Umi took him. So he barely registered her presence at first, due to the hair in his eyes and the reason for the blush on his face. He was sitting near a fountain in the middle of the palace, staring into the water because it reminded him of Umi, and he hadn't seen anyone else for almost fifteen minutes when Caldina appeared.
"Oh, Ascot, you've grown just so much these past couple of years," she drawled out, a grin flashing across her face. She tucked a finger under his chin, forcing him to look up and focus on her. Whatever she saw in his expression seemed to please her.
"What have you been up to?" she asked, taking her hand back so she could clap in excitement. She leaned over, taking advantage of the height difference that existed due to his low seat to flash her breasts in his face. He was used to this, and though it generally made him blush a little, he was already there.
"...Umi," he mumbled, letting himself smile a little. Caldina tweaked his cheek.
"Have you been being a naughty boy? Oh my," she answered, settling herself in beside him and fussily arranging her draped silk for maximum effect. He wasn't sure why she bothered wearing it, as it tended to call more attention to her lack of clothing than it covered (which was exactly why she wore it).
"Caldina!" he said, fisting his hands in his lap. "We don't-- I--"
She leaned in close to him, wide-eyed. "You mean to say you've been dating Miss Umi for six whole months, and you haven't even stolen a kiss?"
He shied back a little, his face hot with embarrassment. "I-it's not-- we... we kiss sometimes. And stuff."
The last words had been tacked on hastily, but Caldina squealed when she heard them. "You have to tell me all the details! I can't believe you've been holding out on me!" She stretched her upper body toward him, resting herself on her hands, so that her chest was even more prominent.
He gestured widely. "No, no, I don't-- Caldina!" He sounded exasperated, and she let her body roll with a laugh.
"You're still so innocent," she said fondly. "Miss Umi probably doesn't know what to do with all your purity. You probably get a nosebleed just thinking about her boobs."
She cupped her own and Ascot, in a fit of self-preservation, dunked his face in the fountain. When he came up, sputtering, Caldina was laughing.
"You didn't have to go to all that trouble, hon! Here, I have an idea. Come with me."
Even though he was taller than her now, and weighed more, she had no problem dragging him to her quarters. He'd been there before, of course, but it always took him a moment to adjust to the foreign smell of the rooms. She opened the door and spice and incense burned in his nose. The walls were draped with fabrics that reminded him of her garments, and there were rich-looking rugs and throw pillows all over the floor. Clearly, Lafarga had had no input in decorating. The Dal was currently in Autozam with Prince Ferio, being his bodyguard as they made certain trade negotiations. He would be gone for another week, and Caldina had spent the last week sighing about it, lounging listlessly around the palace and complaining about having nothing to do.
Ascot had been glad, at first, to see her out of her mood, but now he was a little wary. He let her pull him down to sit at a low table where she often took tea. She sat down across from him, pulling a pillow over to rest on, and then she leaned forward across the table, resting her chin in her hands, and smiled at him.
"I'm going to show you how to make the little missy very happy," she said. She reached out and let her fingers pinch the fabric at his shoulder.
He didn't tell her that he and Umi hadn't even talked about the sort of thing he feared she might be referring to. Umi had been the one to progress the physical side of their relationship, bit by bit. She seemed to be operating on some sort of internal calendar, so that they held hands by their second "date," but she hadn't kissed his cheek until the fourth one. They had recently progressed to chaste kisses on the mouth (which had been what Ascot was dreaming about, really), but he couldn't even imagine what it would be like to do more than that. Not with Umi. Someday - well. It might be nice someday.
But while he was thinking and considering, Caldina was acting. His eyes widened as she leaned further across the table and pressed her lips to his.
"Mmph," he said as his eyes shut. Caldina's lips were full and firm. He could smell the floral scent of her shampoo and half-wondered if her hair was as soft and feathery as it looked.
She teased at his bottom lip and his mouth opened a little, instinctively. She licked at his teeth and then she was pushing away the little table, removing the obstacle between them. He could hear it scrape softly on the rug.
His whole body went stiff with uncertainty and she pulled back from kissing him, allowing one last bit of distance between them. She put her arms around his neck and let her lip quiver.
"I'd like to do this for you, Ascot," she said. "With you. But if you say no, I won't mention it again. Actually... if you say yes, we'd better keep it a secret, too."
Ascot nodded. He didn't think Lafarga would be angry at him - honestly, no one would think of him as provoking the situation - but he didn't want the man disappointed in him, either. Or sad. And if Umi was sad--! He'd simply die of shame.
If he were truly honest with himself, he'd admit that Caldina's offer held an appeal. She was his friend, she was more experienced than he was with these things, and she was quite beautiful. He could learn about women without having to fumble around (even though he'd probably fumble anyway). And Caldina wouldn't lie: she could keep a secret. This could be their one thing.
He held his breath a moment, and then expelled it with a sigh. "Okay," he said. "We can - we can do it."
"Wonderful!" she answered, the muscles in her legs tensing, and she pushed him backward onto another pile of pillows. Her knee crept up between his legs, resting just shy of their juncture. She was leaning over him, her breasts pressed to his chest, and her weight was nothing, but he still found it hard to breathe suddenly.
"Don't be shy," she hummed against his ear. She breathed warmly on his neck and then kissed him there. He slowly lifted a hand and let it come to rest on the small of her back. His fingers felt hot. She kissed him on the mouth again, with slow luxury, until that was all he could think of, the press of her lips on his, punctuated by the brush of her fingers against his face. Her nails were a little long and made him shiver.
Finally she pulled back and grinned at him. His breathing was uneven, his face warm. "You get to move your hands, you know," she said, gesturing down her body. "Here, it's simple."
She reached around behind and caught one of his hands in hers, lacing their fingers for a second before she placed his hand on her breast. It curved perfectly against his grip and he gasped. Caldina grinned again and arched into his touch.
"Squeeze," she said, almost a purr, into his ear, and she groaned loudly when he did so. He let go at once, looking up into her face worriedly.
"That was a good sound!" she said, rolling her eyes. "Just like this one." And with those words, she palmed him through his clothes, and he managed an exclamation that sounded like, "Urk!" His body responded powerfully to her follow-up squeeze. And then she pressed her hips against him, and they fit somehow very well in a way he hadn't expected.
She guided him through the rest of their tryst, instructions and encouragement between moans and gasps. His touches were uncertain until she railed at him to be firm - "You're not going to hurt me, Ascot!" - and she kissed him until he felt he couldn't breathe. She stripped him with wild abandon, leaving their clothes to rumple, and then she assessed him.
"You'll do just fine," she said with a wink. "Now, I'll teach you something that Miss Umi will most definitely appreciate," she continued, straddling his shoulders. He stared at her sex as if it were a particularly difficult puzzle, unsure what to do with it now that he had it before him, but she took his hands again, and guided him.
"And your mouth, just like - don't be afraid of it! I won't bite!" She laughed throatily until he worked with more vigor. She grew louder, then, if that were even possible, sharing corrections and thanks and demands. When she came, shuddering against his fingers and his tongue, he released as well, unable to wait any longer. He wondered if she would be upset, but she just climbed off and smiled at him.
"You're a quick learner," she declared, walking off into the next room, comfortable in her nudity. She returned with a towel and gave it to him, and then set putting herself to rights. He cleaned himself up, suddenly tired and feeling just as awkward as before (though, he supposed more experienced). He looked at her as she adjusted her top half and reapplied her lipstick. After a moment, she noticed him staring.
"What? Nothing you haven't seen before." Caldina laughed and leaned down to toss him his hat.
Just like that, the awkwardness broke, and they were back to who they were, a dancer and the boy she always teased. He pulled his hat back on, and then she set the table back and they had tea and talked for a while. Finally, he got up to go. She walked him to the door, as pleased as ever.
"Now, go impress her," she whispered in his ear, giving him a shove, and he was left in the hallway with his blush.
Finally, he nodded, just barely.