Research (Mythklok Interstitial)
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tikificTitle: Research (Mythklok Interstitial)
Author: tikistitch
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sariel loves his pie
Warnings: Slash, AU, OCs,
Notes: This is just pure ridiculousness, as I have had a pretty terrible day. I do not honestly think this one quite merits and NC-17, but probably NSFW. Due to pie.
Lord Ganesh was enjoying a very pleasant evening's activities.
He moved his lips ever so slightly, and heard Sariel's soft moan.
He brushed his hands very gently down the angel's thighs, and listened to Sariel's gasp.
He flicked his tongue.
Sariel burped.
Ganesh looked up, more than slightly confused.
Sariel grinned down at him over a rather large plate of Auntie Sarasvati's rhubarb pie.
"Hey. Why didja stop?" the angel smacked.
"SARIEL! What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm helping you with the Kama Sutra!" Sariel told him as he picked a microscopic fleck of rhubarb from between his teeth.
"You're WHAT?"
"A completely new erotic experience: the pie-gasm!"
Ganesh scowled. "You're just a greedy angel who can't put down your pie. There is no such thing as a pie-gasm."
"Just because we haven't invented it yet! Come on!"
Ganesh lunged for the pie plate, but caught just air, as Sariel had suddenly, somehow (angels are quite capable of moving in mysterious ways, when it strikes their fancy) appeared in back of him. Ganesh very soon found that, what with the change of circumstances, he was enjoying himself rather a lot. He felt the delicious pressure inside him; the soft stroke of Sariel's hand down the front of one thigh; the cold, circular object pressing on the small of his back....
He jerked around. "SARIEL. GOD DAMN IT! I am not a dessert table!"
Sariel, who had just quite expertly caught the pie plate where it slid off Ganesh's back, with at least 80% of the pie still intact, grinned and told the god, "Just go with it! This will be amazing!" He forked a rather piggish bite into his mouth and tackled Ganesh, who resisted for a bare second before Sariel had placed a rhubarb-crammed mouth over his, and then Ganesh was transported by the sweet intermingling of the slightly sour fruit intermixed with the flakey, buttery crust morsels, accompanied by the rather admittedly delightful pressure of his lover's writhing body.
"All right. All right," said a somewhat mollified Ganesh, coming up for air. Sariel grinned with unconcealed lust. "But, I GET SOME PIE TOO!" Ganesh added.
Sariel sat up and pulled Ganesh to a sitting position, where, legs wrapped tightly around Ganesh, he grabbed his beloved pie and forked a rather large mouthful to the god. He managing to distribute approximately equal portions into the Ganesh's mouth and down his front, and eagerly went to see about licking up the latter.
"You missed a spot," Ganesh reported. He had now grabbed the plate and was helping himself to forkfuls of pastry.
Sariel lunged and missed, as Ganesh elevated the pie plate with one arm. "Gimme back my pie!"
"Your pie? She's my auntie!"
"I will do terrible thing to you!"
"Cool," agreed Ganesh, licking rhubarb filling from his fingers.
While it was not entirely clear whether the subsequent wrestling match indeed achieved the elusive pie-gasm, both parties agreed that it had been a worthwhile experiment, and that much further research was needed in this area.
"We need to try this when I'm True Formed," Sariel belched, tracing a finger along where pie had landed on Ganesh's belly.
"What?" harrumphed Ganesh, who was now, quite in the spirit of the evening, licking the plate. "Is that a good idea?"
"You seemed to be enjoying yourself!"
"Just don't go blaming me if you fall out of the sky because you've got your feathers all stuck together with pie filling."
"Would I do that?"
"Yes. Yes you would, actually!"
"Aw, you know what you need now?" Sariel asked, hopping up to straddle Ganesh.
"Er. No?"
"ICE CREAM!"
"I don't actually...." But Sariel was already up, pulling on pants to dash to the kitchen. "Well. See if we have any coffee flavor left!" he hollered after Sariel's retreating back. He licked up the last few crumbs from the pie plate.
"Greedy angel bahstard," he muttered contentedly.
Author: tikistitch
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sariel loves his pie
Warnings: Slash, AU, OCs,
Notes: This is just pure ridiculousness, as I have had a pretty terrible day. I do not honestly think this one quite merits and NC-17, but probably NSFW. Due to pie.
Lord Ganesh was enjoying a very pleasant evening's activities.
He moved his lips ever so slightly, and heard Sariel's soft moan.
He brushed his hands very gently down the angel's thighs, and listened to Sariel's gasp.
He flicked his tongue.
Sariel burped.
Ganesh looked up, more than slightly confused.
Sariel grinned down at him over a rather large plate of Auntie Sarasvati's rhubarb pie.
"Hey. Why didja stop?" the angel smacked.
"SARIEL! What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm helping you with the Kama Sutra!" Sariel told him as he picked a microscopic fleck of rhubarb from between his teeth.
"You're WHAT?"
"A completely new erotic experience: the pie-gasm!"
Ganesh scowled. "You're just a greedy angel who can't put down your pie. There is no such thing as a pie-gasm."
"Just because we haven't invented it yet! Come on!"
Ganesh lunged for the pie plate, but caught just air, as Sariel had suddenly, somehow (angels are quite capable of moving in mysterious ways, when it strikes their fancy) appeared in back of him. Ganesh very soon found that, what with the change of circumstances, he was enjoying himself rather a lot. He felt the delicious pressure inside him; the soft stroke of Sariel's hand down the front of one thigh; the cold, circular object pressing on the small of his back....
He jerked around. "SARIEL. GOD DAMN IT! I am not a dessert table!"
Sariel, who had just quite expertly caught the pie plate where it slid off Ganesh's back, with at least 80% of the pie still intact, grinned and told the god, "Just go with it! This will be amazing!" He forked a rather piggish bite into his mouth and tackled Ganesh, who resisted for a bare second before Sariel had placed a rhubarb-crammed mouth over his, and then Ganesh was transported by the sweet intermingling of the slightly sour fruit intermixed with the flakey, buttery crust morsels, accompanied by the rather admittedly delightful pressure of his lover's writhing body.
"All right. All right," said a somewhat mollified Ganesh, coming up for air. Sariel grinned with unconcealed lust. "But, I GET SOME PIE TOO!" Ganesh added.
Sariel sat up and pulled Ganesh to a sitting position, where, legs wrapped tightly around Ganesh, he grabbed his beloved pie and forked a rather large mouthful to the god. He managing to distribute approximately equal portions into the Ganesh's mouth and down his front, and eagerly went to see about licking up the latter.
"You missed a spot," Ganesh reported. He had now grabbed the plate and was helping himself to forkfuls of pastry.
Sariel lunged and missed, as Ganesh elevated the pie plate with one arm. "Gimme back my pie!"
"Your pie? She's my auntie!"
"I will do terrible thing to you!"
"Cool," agreed Ganesh, licking rhubarb filling from his fingers.
While it was not entirely clear whether the subsequent wrestling match indeed achieved the elusive pie-gasm, both parties agreed that it had been a worthwhile experiment, and that much further research was needed in this area.
"We need to try this when I'm True Formed," Sariel belched, tracing a finger along where pie had landed on Ganesh's belly.
"What?" harrumphed Ganesh, who was now, quite in the spirit of the evening, licking the plate. "Is that a good idea?"
"You seemed to be enjoying yourself!"
"Just don't go blaming me if you fall out of the sky because you've got your feathers all stuck together with pie filling."
"Would I do that?"
"Yes. Yes you would, actually!"
"Aw, you know what you need now?" Sariel asked, hopping up to straddle Ganesh.
"Er. No?"
"ICE CREAM!"
"I don't actually...." But Sariel was already up, pulling on pants to dash to the kitchen. "Well. See if we have any coffee flavor left!" he hollered after Sariel's retreating back. He licked up the last few crumbs from the pie plate.
"Greedy angel bahstard," he muttered contentedly.
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Date: 2011-03-11 01:36 am (UTC)Heh. I like that that had a legitimate reason to be said.
Just don't go blaming me if you fall out of the sky because you've got your feathers all stuck together with pie filling.
Also that. I like that that had a legitimate reason to be said, too. X3
And for that matter, I like that this entire scenario happened--funny stuff here. Also cute. Yay pie. :3
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Date: 2011-03-11 01:49 am (UTC)Though they might need to stage a pie intervention....
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Date: 2011-03-11 01:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-11 01:47 am (UTC)And you know what's the worst? Sariel is one of those horrible people who can eat and eat and still stay skinny. :D
and all those crumbs in the bed has got to be itchy.
Pus you know it annoys the hell out of Ganesh, who's kinda the Felix to Sariel's Oscar.
Oh, you guys.
Date: 2011-03-11 11:15 am (UTC)Pffft. Poor Ganesh. Sariel's going to insist on keeping this up, and one of them is going to outgrow his Gucci pants. The other one will just get slightly more toned from all the sex. Soon, Ganesh will be forced to remove the fish from his diet... and then replace it, due to Sariel discovering that two kinds of pie are better than one.
Once Raziel learns why Ganesh refused to leave the gym for six days solid, the two of them will never hear the end of it.
And Auntie Sarasvati will continue to send them pie.
Re: Oh, you guys.
Date: 2011-03-11 04:15 pm (UTC)*tsk* Can't let Sariel pine away! He's so precious.
You gotta promise you'll read through Chapter ... 37. That's the one I think.
Re: Oh, you guys.
Date: 2011-03-11 08:32 pm (UTC)And I still say this needs to be an original series.
Re: Oh, you guys.
Date: 2011-03-12 12:00 am (UTC)And I still say this needs to be an original series.
You're so nice. *glomps* You're like the Enchanted Ficcy Godmother or something.
I probably need to stop and think about that next. I have another major thing I wanna do to poor Sariel. But then a lot of stuff that pops up has to deal with OCs, so I sense waning interest from the poor folks still hoping for Nathan Explosion to do something awesome.