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Fandom: Hagaren
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Envy/KImbley
Summary: Envy makes nightly visits to Kimbley's tent.
The last of the day’s bombs fades away, spiraling plumes of smoke scattered by the wind. Kimbley rubs his fingers together, feeling the fine dust covering his hands. A drop of blood stains the moon crescent on his left hand, crimson spot edging the inner curve. He looks at it for a moment, then wipes it off on his pant leg. Everything’s dirty in this place. His hair, his clothes, his skin. It all reeks of blood and death. Kimbley smiles as an unheard whisper tingles in his flesh. Envy is watching. He always comes out when Kimbley is on duty, disguised in whichever form is most convenient. Kimbley glances at the soldiers posted in the area as he walks past on his way to his tent. None look directly at him. They don’t have the courage to raise their heads and look at the killer alchemist in the eye. Except for one. His blonde hair and sharp nose are unfamiliar, but his blue eyes pierce Kimbley with their demonic intensity. Kimbley passes him by without a word, his gaze lingering for no more than a few seconds. Now isn’t the time. Later, when the fires burn low and sleeping bags rustle with slumbering men, he’ll wait.
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The moonlight stretches in long shadows across the tent canopy. Kimbley lies on his back, arms behind his head, gazing up lazily at the play of white on green-black. It’s like looking at a night sky with ghosts for stars that moan their miseries with the only means left to them. A soft swish of fabric catches his attention. He turns toward the unfamiliar face he saw earlier. Kimbley doesn’t move as the tall figure steps forward and sets his feet on either side of him. He grips Envy’s ankles, grinning as the fabric melts away, leaving bare skin smoldering in his hands. Envy looms over him, his green lidded eyes and knife sharp teeth gleaming in the ghostly night. Kimbley follows Envy’s calves up to his knees and pulls him down, so that Envy is straddling his hips with steel strong legs. Kimbley strokes the black tattoo on Envy’s thigh, trailing the curved serpent with the tip of his finger. Envy slowly draws his hand down Kimbley’s chest, his claws ripping Kimbley’s t-shirt, staining the white fabric with crimson flowers. Kimbley hisses, his hands tightening cruelly on Envy’s legs, but he doesn’t look away from Envy’s lecherous eyes, even as Envy leans in close, his breath grazing Kimbley’s mouth, grin cold as death.
“Scream for me.”
Envy’s words rake over Kimbley’s skin like hot coals over a frigid glaze. Kimbley twists his mouth into a defiant leer and clutches Envy’s black hair, pulling the long strands tight against his skull.
“I’ll oblige when you do,” he says
His other hand slithers inside Envy’s top, stopping just above the homunculus’s feral heart. He squeezes, enjoying the panic flashing over Envy’s face. Then Envy’s mouth widens into a savage smile and he strikes.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Envy/KImbley
Summary: Envy makes nightly visits to Kimbley's tent.
The last of the day’s bombs fades away, spiraling plumes of smoke scattered by the wind. Kimbley rubs his fingers together, feeling the fine dust covering his hands. A drop of blood stains the moon crescent on his left hand, crimson spot edging the inner curve. He looks at it for a moment, then wipes it off on his pant leg. Everything’s dirty in this place. His hair, his clothes, his skin. It all reeks of blood and death. Kimbley smiles as an unheard whisper tingles in his flesh. Envy is watching. He always comes out when Kimbley is on duty, disguised in whichever form is most convenient. Kimbley glances at the soldiers posted in the area as he walks past on his way to his tent. None look directly at him. They don’t have the courage to raise their heads and look at the killer alchemist in the eye. Except for one. His blonde hair and sharp nose are unfamiliar, but his blue eyes pierce Kimbley with their demonic intensity. Kimbley passes him by without a word, his gaze lingering for no more than a few seconds. Now isn’t the time. Later, when the fires burn low and sleeping bags rustle with slumbering men, he’ll wait.
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The moonlight stretches in long shadows across the tent canopy. Kimbley lies on his back, arms behind his head, gazing up lazily at the play of white on green-black. It’s like looking at a night sky with ghosts for stars that moan their miseries with the only means left to them. A soft swish of fabric catches his attention. He turns toward the unfamiliar face he saw earlier. Kimbley doesn’t move as the tall figure steps forward and sets his feet on either side of him. He grips Envy’s ankles, grinning as the fabric melts away, leaving bare skin smoldering in his hands. Envy looms over him, his green lidded eyes and knife sharp teeth gleaming in the ghostly night. Kimbley follows Envy’s calves up to his knees and pulls him down, so that Envy is straddling his hips with steel strong legs. Kimbley strokes the black tattoo on Envy’s thigh, trailing the curved serpent with the tip of his finger. Envy slowly draws his hand down Kimbley’s chest, his claws ripping Kimbley’s t-shirt, staining the white fabric with crimson flowers. Kimbley hisses, his hands tightening cruelly on Envy’s legs, but he doesn’t look away from Envy’s lecherous eyes, even as Envy leans in close, his breath grazing Kimbley’s mouth, grin cold as death.
“Scream for me.”
Envy’s words rake over Kimbley’s skin like hot coals over a frigid glaze. Kimbley twists his mouth into a defiant leer and clutches Envy’s black hair, pulling the long strands tight against his skull.
“I’ll oblige when you do,” he says
His other hand slithers inside Envy’s top, stopping just above the homunculus’s feral heart. He squeezes, enjoying the panic flashing over Envy’s face. Then Envy’s mouth widens into a savage smile and he strikes.
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If you're interested in the pairing, I have two more Envy/Kimbley fics on my journal and another one coming out soon.