AU OneShot - (**) Sashi - Kribensis ~ Study Break~               The library of Staffordshire-on-Thames University was a virtual ghost town.  Although the time for finals had arrived, the hour was late and most of the students had returned to their dormitories.  Only the dedicated, or the desperate, remained slumped over their books as the bell clock outside struck two in the morning.             Sashi leaned back in the heavy wooden chair, stretching his arms over his head and trying to alleviate the slight cramping in his shoulders.  He looked at the empty space across the table which had recently been occupied by his partner, Aki.   They had sequestered themselves in the library to study their hardest subjects; for Aki it had been comparative mathematical theory, and Sashi had reluctantly pulled out his books on political philosophy.  After watching the brown-haired boy fall asleep four times during the past hour, Sashi had sent him home to their flat, promising to follow in a bit.              Flipping to the next chapter in the textbook, Sashi stared at the black print, trying to force himself to remember the information.  Movement at the coffee bar across the room drew his attention, and Sashi looked up.              A tall, slender man accepted a coffee from the girl behind the counter.  Despite the late hour, he still wore the tie and jacket of the university uniform; the navy, burgundy, and gold dark against his pale skin.  He pushed silver strands of hair away from his face before taking a careful sip.  Sashi recognized him as Kribensis, a student from Germany that the girls on campus had gone crazy for when he’d arrived at the beginning of the semester.              Kribensis turned his indigo gaze on Sashi and smiled.  A pale, pink tongue licked slowly over slightly darker lips while their eyes remained locked.  After a moment, the silver-haired man walked to the foot of the staircase and stopped to look back, making sure Sashi was watching him.  Smiling again, he nodded and ascended to the second floor.             Even before the silver hair disappeared from view, Sashi was on his feet and crossing over the tiled floor.  He would have been surprised at Kribensis’ flirting if it hadn’t been the third time that night that the man had locked eyes with him.  At first they just stared at each other as Kribensis drank his first cup of coffee, the second time he’d purchased a sweet roll and had taken deliberate slowness in licking the icing off each of his fingers as Sashi watched.  Three offers were enough, and Sashi hastily skipped stairs as he followed Kribensis.              The silver-haired man continued up the flights, his hair shining like a halo in the pale moonlight that drifted from the skylight windows.  The shifting of the shadows on the stairwell caused Kribensis’ form to flicker in the wan light; almost as though he were a phantasm.  Sashi followed, entranced by the etherealness of the other man as he climbed.  On the fifth landing, Kribensis disappeared onto the dark floor.  Standing on the top stair, Sashi’s gaze swept over the rows of bookshelves and study tables.  The lights had been dimmed according to the late hour, but small pools lit the tables from green-shaded study lamps.  The bookshelves were another issue, however, creating a maze that snaked into the darkness of the far corners.  Only one student sat near the back, long brown hair falling over her arms as she slept.  The air was silent and still with no trace of Kribensis.              Sashi moved into the black shadows of the bookcases, twisting through the sections marking the ancient history of Europe and Asia.  After the fifth turn, he stumbled over a soft pile on the ground and had to grasp the nearest shelf to remain standing.  His hands found the blended fabric of the university’s jacket, still warm and smelling slightly of some fresh, masculine scent he couldn’t quite name.  Leaving the coat, Sashi continued on, inadvertently finding Kribensis’ socks and shoes in a trail that lead him to the wall farthest from the staircase.             Darkened windows lined the wall, separated by a row of doors that opened into the study rooms beyond.  During normal library hours, groups could sign up for the rooms to have a private place to work, but at night the area was black and still.  As Sashi moved closer to the wall, he suddenly caught a scent in the air that caused his heart to race.  It was different from the crisp smell of minor incantation or the heavy, metallic scent of magic that was fueled by rage.  The power that drove this magic was as old as his own and nearly as strong, tainted by the distinct lust-derived smells of heat and sweat.  Fire flared over his skin, and Sashi closed his eyes as it shot through his groin.  He could have resisted Kribensis’ lithe body and inviting looks, but the magic was a force he couldn’t ignore, and it had been too long since he’d felt the touch of its dark, sexual urgency.  His body automatically responding to the siren song, Sashi moved through the shadows and along the row of study rooms.  In the exact center of the row was one open door, beckoning him within.  For a long moment, he stood there, the rush of twisting magic at the core of his body threatening to erupt, like a river being held back by a dam, and he shivered at its intensity.  Gathering control over both his body and his magic, Sashi moved forward to stand in the entranceway, breathing in sandalwood as it hit him in a rolling wave of scent.  Dozens of candles warmed the small room, their romantic light a stark contrast to the animalistic lust brought on by the magic.  The square-backed, wooden chairs ringed the room’s central feature: a heavy, dark-stained rectangular table that looked as though it had been pulled out of a medieval castle.  A stack of textbooks sat in one corner, along with two green-shaded study lamps.  His slender frame mirrored in the heavily polished veneer of the table, Kribensis casually leaned on one drawn-up knee, his bare feet pressing against the surface of the wood.  He still wore the blue oxford shirt, striped tie, and navy pants of the University uniform, each article looking as crisp and fresh as if he’d just begun the day.  The flickering candlelight cast half of the silver-haired man in shadow, but his eyes locked on Sashi’s immediately.  Lust and unmet desire similar to his own rested in the indigo depths, and Sashi gripped the doorframe to keep from shaking in anticipation.  The urgency to taste the alabaster skin and touch the silkiness of the silver hair rose to the forefront of Sashi’s mind, driving out all other thoughts of pleasantries or caution.  He stepped into the room just as Kribensis slid to the edge of the table.  Behind him, the door silently glided shut and locked with a metallic click.  The silver-haired man tossed a pack of imported cigarettes into the air, and as Sashi’s eyes followed its path to the floor, Kribensis lunged forward and grabbed his shoulders, forcing him against the wall.  Surprised by the reflexes of the man, Sashi gasped as his head banged against the wood paneling.  The pale fingers dug cruelly into his flesh and Kribensis’ hot breath panted in his ear.  “Haben die Finsternis, es uns beide, das ist nicht so geschaffen?”[1]  The whispered German words sounded in his ear, and Sashi tilted his head a bit as the silver-haired man began to kiss his neck.  The smell of magic was overwhelming, filling his senses and tainting his vision with tiny, electric sparks of gold.  The two commingling forces of power were similar, just as Kribensis had said.  However, the unmistakable presence of humanity lingered at the edges of the silver-haired man’s magic.  This meant…  Sashi laughed softly as realization struck him.  “Ja sind wir beide getragene vom Selestarri.”[2]  His magic was stronger, but Kribensis’ was older and only half as powerful.  He’d only heard of half-Dark Selestarri in myths and legends, yet to find one pressing him against the wall in a London University was completely unexpected and unquestionably hot.  The Dark magic pressed against the flood gates and his control wavered momentarily before he quelled its surge and relaxed against the other Selestarri’s heated kisses.  He felt Kribensis smile against his throat.  “Dann stellen Sie auf Ihre Kniee werden sein sogar süßer.”[3] “You think so?” Sashi asked softly.  He slowly moved his hands over Kribensis’ chest, feeling the heat of the slightly-smaller body beneath the smooth fabric.  The other Selestarri may have intentions of forcing him to submission, but obviously Kribensis did not know him well enough.  Sashi grasped the silver-haired man’s chin and pulled his face up to look into the indigo eyes.  “You can certainly try,” he said before leaning down to kiss him. Kribensis’ hands tightened painfully at his shoulders as Sashi bore down, forcing the Selestarri’s mouth open.  He thrust his tongue into the hot wetness, stifling a small noise of pleasure as the half-Dark nipped hard at the invading force.  The dam holding his magic began to crack, and a small thread of pure energy trickled through, its power racing over his nerves like electricity on water.  He knew that when his control broke, so would Kribensis.  The Selestarri was pulling at Sashi’s uniform shirt, his hands seeking the flesh beneath even as their mouths remained locked.  He was surprisingly strong and his hands were well practiced as they unbuttoned the oxford and slid under the t-shirt Sashi wore.  A moment later his fingers pinched Sashi’s nipples, and the moan slipped from his throat before he could contain it.  The crack widened further. Happy with his small victory, Kribensis bit Sashi’s tongue again, hot, metallic blood flowing into their mouths.  The pain sent another wave of electricity into Sashi’s groin, and the golden sparks swimming through his head began to multiply.  He released the silver-haired Selestarri’s chin and pushed him back until they reached the table.  With one hand on Kribensis’ hip and the other on his shoulder, Sashi forced the smaller body onto the table’s polished top.  Blood dripped from the corner of Sashi’s mouth as he finally broke the kiss, and Kribensis reached out and wiped it away.  His sharp, white fangs showed briefly as he licked the crimson stains from his fingers, a wicked smile gracing his delicate features.  The indigo pools of the Selestarri’s eyes were slightly glazed with desire, and the entire feeling of his magic was coated with lust. “You liked it when I hurt you.”  The words were heavily accented, but the meaning of the statement pulled at the control over his magic, and Sashi gripped the edge of the table as he fought to keep it intact.  Kribensis laughed and nuzzled Sashi’s neck, his warm tongue gliding over the sweaty skin before he bit down.  Sashi groaned as the silver-haired man’s teeth pressed into his flesh, hard enough to leave a mark, but not breaking through the skin.  He turned his head to take in the smell of the smaller Selestarri’s hair before roughly pushing him away.  If Kribensis kept that up, Sashi would lose his tenuous grip on the magic and for now he wished to remain in command of his actions. Kribensis knelt in the center of the table, smiling once more as Sashi pulled himself onto the mirrored surface.  They studied each other in the flickering candlelight for a long moment before mutual lust pulled them together.  Lips locked once again, they began to wrestle on the broad tabletop.  Fighting for dominance, they rolled and grabbed at each other, pulling off pieces of clothing and tossing them to the floor.  Before long they were both panting with the exertion and the brightly polished wood beneath them was streaked with sweat.  Sashi broke their kiss, wiping at the spot where Kribensis had bitten his lower lip.  He sat on the Selestarri’s thighs, pinning him to the table.  They were both nearly naked, clad only in their boxers, and in Kribensis’ case, his burgundy and gold tie.  The Selestarri’s slim body was perfectly formed, the alabaster skin rippling over the tight muscles in Kribensis’ stomach and chest.  His legs were strong and beautifully tapered at the knees and ankles.  Sashi pushed a shaking hand through his black, sweat-streaked hair, his gaze sweeping over the figure pinned beneath him.  The grappling had almost destroyed his control, and from the way the silver-haired Selestarri was looking at him, he knew it showed in his eyes.  Sashi half expected him to be afraid, like so many of his previous bedroom partners, but Kribensis slowly licked his lips, pleasure clearly visible in the dark, indigo pools.    The depth of desire and anticipation in Kribensis’ eyes held Sashi transfixed, drowning in the depths.  When the Selestarri leaned forward and teasingly ran a long-fingered hand over the bulge in Sashi’s boxers, he jumped and his moan filled the study room.  Golden sparks raced behind his tightly closed eyes, leaving long, shining trails as they blazed in the darkness.  With an almost audible snap the dam restraining his magic broke apart.  The wild flow of magic at the core of his body surged, rushing down each hyper-stimulated nerve ending.  The tightly-contained, primal, animalistic need to possess the being below him was freed, and Sashi wrapped his hand around Kribensis’ tie.  Using it like a collar, he yanked the slim form flat on the tabletop.  The silver-haired Selestarri fought, trying to use his elbows to keep himself from complying with Sashi’s wishes.  Lost in a lust and magic induced haze, Sashi pulled him down hard, smiling a little as Kribensis’ head hit the table with a sharp smack and he winced.  “Stay down,” he ordered, forcing Kribensis to look at him.  He wanted the Selestarri now, and the knowledge that the golden fire in his eyes was an aphrodisiac for the pale-skinned half-Dark made his groin twitch with excitement.  It had been a long time since he’d had this much fun. Sashi’s hands found the elastic tops of Kribensis’ silk boxers and tugged them over the slim, ivory hips.  An impressive, pink-toned erection immediately rose to greet him, its reddish-purple head glistening with clear fluid.  Although he was only half-Dark, Kribensis was hairless from the neck down, like all Selestarri.  Kribensis shivered and gasped as cold air met the heated skin, and his hands traced the edge of Sashi’s blue and green striped shorts, dipping ever so often beneath the waistband to stroke the bones of his hips or the flat lower muscles of his stomach.    Ignoring the exploring fingers, Sashi wrapped his hand around Kribensis’ throbbing erection and began to glide over the velvety skin.  He alternated the pressure of his grip as he moved over the thick shaft and the silver-haired man began to moan in short, panting breaths.  The questing fingers found the opening in the front of his boxers, but Sashi swatted them away.  “Stop,” he warned, and sped up the pace of his stroking, causing Kribensis’ hips to move in time with his hand. After a moment, the fingers returned, and Sashi seized them with his free hand.  Irritated, he released his hold on the pulsating flesh and reached across the table.  Draped over one of the high-backed chairs was his burgundy and gold tie.  Kribensis’ watched his movement from behind half-lidded eyes, and his hips jerked impatiently.  Sashi shifted his position so that one knee pinned the lean, muscular chest, holding the Selestarri immobile on the tabletop.  “I told you to stop,” he growled, the strong, Dark magic coating his voice.  The ends of the tie looped over each pale wrist and cinched tight, a foot of fabric hanging slack.  Sashi used his knee to push Kribensis toward the corner of the square table.  Forcing the Selestarri’s arms over his head, Sashi slid the connecting length of tie under the corner and pulled Kribensis down until his arms were straight.  With the slender body beneath him effectively restrained, Sashi stripped off his boxers and repositioned himself between Kribensis’ legs.  The indigo pools of the half-Dark’s eyes watched intently as Sashi returned to stroking the quivering erection.  Each long, slow pull brought a shuddering moan from between gritted teeth, and when the silver-haired Selestarri’s eyes closed and his head sank back onto the wood, Sashi knew he was the victor in the fight for dominance.  The sight brought a smile to his lips as he increased the pace of his hand.  Kribensis should have known that he always won. Sashi lowered his face to the shadowed space between the half-Dark’s legs, inhaling the unique scent of male sexuality.  It was musky and strong, so unlike the delicate smell of a woman, and it lit a fire in his veins.  Reaching out with his tongue, Sashi licked the hairless flesh of Kribensis’ scrotum.  A deep groan resonated through the air and the Selestarri eagerly spread his legs to give him more room.  He nibbled and kissed the sensitive area, keeping the rhythm of his hand on the hard length steady.  His free hand slid over the cleft of the silver-haired man’s skin, and Kribensis jerked a bit as Sashi pressed his index finger against the tight opening.  Pulling away from the sweaty dampness of Kribensis’ skin, he wet two fingers and roughly forced them into the half-Dark, pushing forward until he reached the small bump that was the prostrate.  A half-shriek, half-moan escaped the body below him, and Kribensis lifted his hips off the table, thrusting them at Sashi.  He complied with the silent plea by brutally slamming his fingers into the tight hole repeatedly, taking care to hit the prostate each time.  Kribensis began to groan in earnest, great, heaving gasps that grew louder as his entire being was given over to the double stimulation.  Not wishing for the Selestarri to come quite yet, Sashi slowed the pace of his fingers and lowered his mouth to head of the quivering erection.  The burning flesh slid over his lips with the smoothness of silk and he stroked the hardness with his tongue.  With painstaking slowness he began to slide up and down the shaft, breathing through his nose and ignoring the gag reflex as Kribensis’ erection bumped the back of his throat.  It wasn’t long before he felt the hard length begin to thicken, signaling that the Selestarri was growing close to orgasm. Pulling his slick fingers from Kribensis and licking the heated length one last time, Sashi sat up straight.  The half-Dark whimpered and opened his indigo eyes.  His gaze locked with Sashi’s and the primal lust and desire that had lain dormant as he enjoyed Kribensis’ body surged to the forefront of his mind.  Sashi pressed his knee roughly up against the Selestarri’s ass and pushed him forward until Kribensis was able to pull the trapped piece of striped fabric from under the corner of the table.  As Kribensis regained the use of his arms, Sashi grasped the tie around the smaller Selestarri’s neck and flipped him onto his stomach.  Digging his fingers into the alabaster hips, he pulled him back until the smooth, muscular ass bumped his thighs.  The silver-haired half-Dark thrust impatiently against him, but Sashi pulled away.  “Beg me,” he rasped though a throat thickened with magic and carnal desire.  Kribensis tried to grind against him again, but Sashi slapped his ass.  The Selestarri turned to look over his shoulder, his hair clumped with sweat and eyes glazed.  “I want—“ “In German,” Sashi interrupted, grasping the gold and burgundy tie and hauling Kribensis up on his knees, their skin pressed together at back and chest.  “So I know you mean it.” The Selestarri struggled for a brief moment against the pressure of the fabric at his neck, until Sashi pressed his fingers against the sensitive opening  and he mewled in pleasure.  “Bitte, Sashi... bitte” the silver-haired half-Dark begged.  “Fick mich.”[4] Not needing another invitation, Sashi pushed Kribensis forward and slid in with one violent thrust.  The Selestarri screamed and bucked at the rough handling, but with his hand still wrapped around the tie, Sashi pulled him backward and set a brutal rhythm.  The hot, tightness of Kribensis became his central focus, and he was only dimly aware of the other Selestarri’s moans and gasps as Sashi hit his prostate with every thrust. After a few minutes of hammering the beautiful frame before him, Sashi slowed, more to prevent his own release than to spare Kribensis from the harsh treatment.  Purple bruises were already forming on the ivory hips and the skin on the smaller Selestarri’s neck was an angry red.  The lasting marks made his blood run hot, and Sashi wrapped his free hand over Kribensis’ erection and began to stroke in time with the slow motion of his hips.   Incomprehensible German and English words spilled from the half-Dark’s mouth, alternating with gasps and groans as Sashi worked over his cock and prostate.  His long, slender back arched, its muscles rippling with each thrust.  The pressure on his throbbing flesh as Kribensis clamped down forced him to speed up as his body demanded release. Sashi’s own gritted moans mingled with Kribensis’ as he neared orgasm, his body trapped in the velvety, tight heat.  As he reached the edge, the Selestarri’s lean frame shook and hot liquid coated Sashi’s hand.  He thrust half a dozen more times before the constricting muscles caused black and gold spots to form in his eyes.  With a loud groan he shot deep into the Selestarri, continuing to move in and out even as sticky, white fluid and a small amount of crimson liquid slid down the pale thighs.              Kribensis collapsed to the tabletop and Sashi slumped with exhaustion.  His blood was still coated with a liquid fire that put every nerve on edge, but his mind was foggy with the haze that lingered after an intense orgasm.  The Dark magic that formed the core of his body had faded as well, leaving him with an empty, hallow feeling.  He pushed a shaking hand through his damp hair before reaching down to untangle his tie from around Kribensis’ slim wrists.  The silver-haired Selestarri gazed up at him with a smile, and Sashi leaned over and kissed him.  He was slow and gentle, all the urgency having drained out in the aftermath of their fucking.  Kribensis sighed as their lips parted, and Sashi traced the delicate, pale line of his jaw with his fingers before sliding off the table. “Vielen Dank,”[5] he whispered. Kribensis watched in silence as Sashi pulled on his boxers, pants, and t-shirt.  He stuffed his feet into his shoes, not bothering to tie them and threw his oxford shirt and tie over his shoulder.  Turning, he bent down to pick up the discarded pack of cigarettes.  Taking one, he tossed the package to Kribensis and summoned a weak thread of magic to light the tip.  Drawing the smoke deep into his lungs, Sashi stepped into the darkened library and headed for the stairs.  Fucking Kribensis had been a welcome break, but he still had studying to do.    End: Study Break   Bounce 2004   [1] The Dark, it has created us both, is that not so? [2] Yes, we are both borne of the Selestarri.  [3] Then putting you on your knees will be even sweeter. 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