Titolo: Swords&Knives
Fandom: Free!
Personaggi: Sousuke Yamazaki/Rin Matsuoka
Genere: erotico, romantico, commedia, fantasy (sort of?)
Avvertimenti: lime, yaoi, future fic, pre-series, bondage, in inglese
Parole: 1900
Note: alloraaaaa, questa è per il giorno 2 della sourin week, con incorporati i prompt "victory&loss", "Shibari/Bondage/BDSM" e "When We Were Kids"; è anche per la seconda Lezione Settimanale del COW-T, il prompt è "Swords and Knives - Tears for Fears", come ieri ho inserito solo il titolo. E potrei anche essere stata ispirata dalla picavasnormandy e le sue fantasy!AU, anche se qui non ho usato il fantasy alla D&D ma più quello alla Final Fantasy XD e vabbè, il modello è come quello di The Great Black Dragon, perché mi è piaciuto scrivere con due narrazioni diverse e alternate. E boh, pensavo di essere in blocco dello scrittore ma queste sono quasi 2000 parole quindi insomma, ho scritto abbastanza da non farmi del tutto schifo e mi sono divertita tantissimo XD

The big, brave man walked for days covering miles of hot sand, dirty marshes or thick woods under a burning, cancerous hot sun and the heaviest of rains and hail; challenged impossibly strong winds and overcame the highest altitudes with brave efforts, looking forward with one wish, only one goal in his mind: defeat the Lord of Evil living at the core of an active, dangerous, destructive volcano which no-one before ever attempted to even approach out of fear.
Until he finally, finally stepped into the dark mage's lair, with ivy climbing up the exterior walls and lava quietly threatening him from a canal flowing slowly all around the room situated deep inside. His face was wet with sweat, covered in dirt and with green spots due to the grass he had fallen face down in so many time due to all the exhaustion. And still, he had kept going for the good of his kingdom, for the freedom of his people. Thus in the end, he got here, allowing himself a smile and some refreshments.

"Ah! If it isn't the legendary warrior Yamazaki, here to fight me!" Rin announces with a wide smirk and a sparkle to his eyes that fits with his exaggerated malicious tone, as he sits on a cut-down tree trunk, a child's figure pretending to be an evil man. Sousuke glares at him frowning while he chews on a chocolate bar, and tips his chin up dramatically, before pointing the wooden stick he just picked up in the undergrowth to Rin's small chest, barely inches away.
"I came to defeat you, Lord of Evil!" He proclaims, bold, and brushes his lips clean with his wrist, then his chest puffs out proudly. Rin begins creeping around him like a wolf ready to fight, giggling in a mischievous tone.
"I don't think you're powerful enough to even touch me, knight," he retorts mockingly, and extracts a twig from the back pocket of his trousers.
"Are you going to fight me with... a knife?" Sousuke replies still in character, raising a brow while following Rin's movements with his mock sword and turning slowly on his legs to keep up with Rin's steps.
"You forget blades are not my only weapons," the other replies, then scoffs with a look of condescension.
The woods around Iwatobi are their favorite place to play like this, with their general quiet, because they can be alone and not be interrupted by adults or other kids as they spar with tree branches or improvise with leaves mixed with berries and spit to produce make-believe potions; occasionally they drag Gou into it to play the princess - even though in those cases they always inevitable accept her demands of revealing that she is not only royalty, but actually a warrior princess or a skilled witch that will be more powerful than them both. The only other kid they cannot argue with is her.
"I'm not afraid of magic!" Sousuke snaps back, waving his stick around and frowning again with a challenging look.
"Very well," Rin hisses, pointing his twig against the tip of Sousuke's 'knife'.

The fight was tremendous and marvelous at the same time. The knight, already exhausted and hurt from the long travel and from having been given no time to properly rest his tired flesh, was corageous and valiant nonetheless, charging into the evil mage with a heavy sword that nobody else would have been able to wield. He parried, slashed and moved his skilled feet with strength and determination, kept on fighting for his land, for all the children who would surely die one day because of the bad mage in the fire mountain, without anybody to defend them.
He was humanity's last hope, after all.

"Firaga!" Rin screeches after jumping back and pointing his twig against Sousuke's chest. The latter tilts his head, surprised, lowering his branch.
"That's a knife. You don't do magic with a knife," he points out, with another small frown, and receives an annoyed puff in reply.
"The knife can turn into a wand at will," Rin establishes on the spot, and nods. Sousuke glares at him, but then shrugs, focusing again.

The knight was startled by the flames that began erupting from the tip of the black mage's wand, however he had been trained by the last surviving blue mage of the world, who was also the greatest warrior known to mankind, a woman called Gou. She had recommended him to expect spells at any moment, and had taught him to reflect magic with a sword. And the warrior's blade had been forged with the rarest and strongest blessed mithril from the mountains in the colder North, which made it truly an admirable weapon.
In a moment, he defended his body from the flames, gritting his teeth against the magic's sheer power, and angled the hot blade in a fashion that would allow it to cast that fire back, with a confident grin. Then, he immediately charged, each step resounding in the burning hot cave with coal crackling under his feet, and cut the air with his majestic sword, charging it with all of his strength and the hopes of thousands of Men.

The twig cracks as Rin instinctively covers his head with it and a loud bonk after, he falls down on his butt on the humid ground with a yelp, then rubs his head looking angrily at Sousuke's stunned face.
"What was that? Magic can't be avoided!" He screeches loudly, and the woods seem to echo his objection.
"Are you okay?!" Sousuke asks immediately, dropping his tree branch and crouching next to Rin's scowling figure with an expression that switched from aggressive to worried immediately after realizing he hurt his best friend.
"I'm fine. You can't defend against magic!" Rin barks even louder, with tears already gathering in his eyes.
"Yes, you can!" Sousuke argues, with a pout. "You can make rules up on the go, so I can too!"
"No, you can't!" The other protests, jumping up and wiping the dirt from his pants. "You can't just reflect magic!"
"And you can't just turn a knife into a wand!"
"Yeah, because I'm a mage! I can do everything!" Rin whines, pounding his foot on the muddish ground.
"That's not fair!" Sousuke declares, raising his voice. "You're the bad guy, so you have to lose."
"I'm always the bad guy and I always lose, so this time I win!" Rin decides, with a pout, before pushing at Sousuke's chest.
Sousuke immediately pushes back, and then pounces on the boy yet again plopping down on the floor, beginning a strength challenge where they push at each other's hands until Rin gives up with a snort.
"It's not fair!" He repeats, now upset, with his eyes letting out a few tears but still pouting, persistent in wanting to be right.
Eventually Sousuke sighs, before eyeing his friend with an idea mulling over in his mind to decide who will win.
"Let's do..."
"... The usual, okay," Rin agrees, now calmer, and wipes the tears off his face.

"Rock, paper, scissor!" They both recite, sitting cross-legged in front of one another on the unmade bed, with light from the tired sun caressing gently their skins and bringing up the less noticeable traits of their shapes in the most delicate way, for example making Rin's features look even more elegant yet robust, magnifying the form of his perfectly trained body, and highlighting Sousuke's strong back muscles, the way his chest naturally leads down to a tonic stomach and then joins with the soft, enticing lines of his hip bones disappearing under the blanket. There's some genuine focus in his expression as the throws down a clenched fist. Rin grins up at him, with his own hand open, and hisses, "I win."
"You threw it down like half a second after me," Sousuke opposes him, with his eyebrows wrinkling. "It's not fair, let's do it again."
Rin's hair swish as he shakes his head in amusement, and then leans forward displaying his perfectly sharp teeth in a smug grin.
"Nope, I didn't. You lose, Sousuke," he purrs, moving closer fluidly to settle on Sousuke's lap, completely at ease with their naked bodies. "The Evil Lord wins."
"The Evil Lord never plays fair," Sousuke mutters, however one of his hands reaches Rin's hip, resting on it as he settles better under him.
"You're being whiny," Rin hums, while tilting his head to go kiss and nip at Sousuke's neck, with a sharp smirk at the shivers running under his man's skin. "And you can't change the fact that you lost, baby."
"Don't call me 'baby'," Sousuke growls, as he closes his eyes and sighs while melting under Rin's mouth and liquid purring.
"Yeah, you're right, I'll call you 'pet' since I won," Rin replies with even more petty amusement, as his hand reaches for the rope they laid down on the bed beforehand. "The Lord of Evil is going to play a little with you." He then whispers, before nibbling at the helix of the other male's ear. Sousuke groans, before forcing Rin's face back and kissing him, hungry now and forgetful of the entire discussion, but remembering the moment Rin lays him down then begins pampering him with kisses while tying his wrists to the headboard.
Once the job is done, Rin crosses his arms tilting his head while maliciously pondering on what to do now.
"Let's see, what can we play with?" He hums pensively, while his hips move atrociously slow right on Sousuke's naked boulge, teasing and taunting him.
"Let's play 'you suck me off right now'," the other breathes out, and then bites down on his lip while looking at his partner rock softly on him.
Rin hums, now touching his chin in an unnerving, blatantly fake pause. "No..." he finally replies, rolling away to stand up and pull at a drawer. He comes back with a small leather ring which he wraps around the base of Sousuke's almost entirely hard sex, a couple of small finger gloves with little teasing nubs that he wraps around his fingers and a bottle of slick lube he slowly coats his hands with. Looking straight at Sousuke's flushed and tense expression, he grins wide, an amused glimmer in his eyes, and witnesses his handsome man melt right into his hands at each stroke of his fingers.
"I decide what we play now and which role I have for once," he adds, with his hand excruciatingly slow in teasing and edging his boyfriend. "And I win."
Sousuke glances at him through suddenly heavy eyelids, tugging at the ropes with his wrists, and finally gives up on protesting with a gentle, melancholic smile and a soft nod.
"And thus the Lord of Evil won, the Hero failed, and the land was doomed," he narrates gravely, holding back a moan as he looks up at Rin between his legs, while slowly thrusting with his hips into wet, slick hands.
"Shut up, nerd!" The other barks back after a couple of seconds of silent, and then slaps his thigh, beginning to laugh.
His smile is just as charming as it always was. Sousuke looks at it with his own brightened by love and joy, and in a corner of his mind he thinks, I won everything the moment I got you anyway.