Gentle Hands
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
778
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Diary
Disclaimers: I don't own Celtic Guardian....... but I DO own the card and action figure!!!
ShadowofLight: You're right. CG stories aren't common. There is a sad lack of monster based stories. I mean come on, they deserve some fan fic too!
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part 2 - Diary
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With a sigh, I closed my diary. It wasn't much of a diary in the normal sense, just a collection of my poems. It wasn't often that my creative muse reared it's head and let me write, but when it did it often picked the worst times. Like the time the creative urge struck while I was cooking, that time I was up to my elbows in dirty laundry, or the time I was sick as a dog but had to drag myself out of bed to write a poem. Yes, inspiration strikes at strange times, like the middle of the night. Leaning back, I rubbed my eyes before getting up from my small desk. The house was quiet this late. Even the crickets outside had gone to sleep. It seemed everyone and everything in the world was asleep, except me....
"Are you planning on coming to bed soon, or do I have to drag you over here?"....... and him.
Smiling slightly, I turned around. In the faint light of a single candle, his eyes glowed an unearthly amber. I gasped softly, what felt like a flock of butterflies swirling around in my belly. For a moment I was back in the forest that wonderful night, under the nearly full moon, looking deep into his warm, amber eyes. The first time I'd ever seen them glow with an inner light. The first time we ....... I cut that thought off before it could fully form. This wasn't the time to be thinking about...... that.
I walked over to the bedside table, setting the candle I had used to write by on it. "I didn't mean to wake you up." I said softly before blowing the candle out and crawling into bed.
"You didn't..... it was that damn pen of yours. Could you write any louder?" he said, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me to his side.
"Oh well excuse me!" I said, trying to sound indignant, but it's hard to pull it off when your trying not to giggle, "I forgot how oh-so sensitive those dinner plates you call ears are."
"HEY!" he growled before rolling over, pinning me to the bed beneath him, "My ears aren't *that* big. Besides...." My breath quickened as he leaned in close, his eyes changing from warm amber to fiery gold. His lips curved upwards in a knowing smirk, "...... I know how much you like them."
"You do... do you?" I said, a slight tremor in my voice. I could feel my face flush with color as he leaned closer still, our lips bearly an inch apart. "Liam.... I...... I don't think......"
"Good," he chuckled, his lips touching mine just enough to send shivers racing across my skin, "Thinking is overrated." With that, he claimed my lips with his own.
A soft, strangled moan escaped me as I melted into his embrace. Leaving my tender lips behind, he left a trail of burning kisses across my cheek before catching my ear with his teeth. Giving it a gentle tug, he chuckled again at my sharp gasp, "Damn it, Liam.... we.... you.... shouldn't....." I tried to finish but his hands under my night gown was making coherent thought near impossible. I bit down on my lip, the sharp jolt of pain allowing me to ignore that he was doing, for the moment, "Liam...." my voice came out as a breathy whisper, I tried again, "Liam..... you shouldn't..... your ribs......"
"Feel fine," he growled as he let go of my ear to make his way down my neck, nipping and sucking on the soft skin.
I couldn't give up, I had to try to reason with him, "But..... your shoulder......"
"What about it?" he said before leaning away from me just long enough to pull my nightgown up over my head and toss it across the room.
I sighed, even as the cool night air made me shiver, or was it the way he was looking at me, "Fine....... but don't you dare complain about being sore tomorrow."
He chuckled as he leaned back down, his passion filled eyes glowing a bright burnished gold in the darkness. I trembled as his weight settled down upon me, his lips brushing mine as he looked deeply into my eyes and whispered, "I won't..... if you won't."
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I don't really know where this is going... You'll be just as surprised as me.
Please Review!!!
ShadowofLight: You're right. CG stories aren't common. There is a sad lack of monster based stories. I mean come on, they deserve some fan fic too!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
part 2 - Diary
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
With a sigh, I closed my diary. It wasn't much of a diary in the normal sense, just a collection of my poems. It wasn't often that my creative muse reared it's head and let me write, but when it did it often picked the worst times. Like the time the creative urge struck while I was cooking, that time I was up to my elbows in dirty laundry, or the time I was sick as a dog but had to drag myself out of bed to write a poem. Yes, inspiration strikes at strange times, like the middle of the night. Leaning back, I rubbed my eyes before getting up from my small desk. The house was quiet this late. Even the crickets outside had gone to sleep. It seemed everyone and everything in the world was asleep, except me....
"Are you planning on coming to bed soon, or do I have to drag you over here?"....... and him.
Smiling slightly, I turned around. In the faint light of a single candle, his eyes glowed an unearthly amber. I gasped softly, what felt like a flock of butterflies swirling around in my belly. For a moment I was back in the forest that wonderful night, under the nearly full moon, looking deep into his warm, amber eyes. The first time I'd ever seen them glow with an inner light. The first time we ....... I cut that thought off before it could fully form. This wasn't the time to be thinking about...... that.
I walked over to the bedside table, setting the candle I had used to write by on it. "I didn't mean to wake you up." I said softly before blowing the candle out and crawling into bed.
"You didn't..... it was that damn pen of yours. Could you write any louder?" he said, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me to his side.
"Oh well excuse me!" I said, trying to sound indignant, but it's hard to pull it off when your trying not to giggle, "I forgot how oh-so sensitive those dinner plates you call ears are."
"HEY!" he growled before rolling over, pinning me to the bed beneath him, "My ears aren't *that* big. Besides...." My breath quickened as he leaned in close, his eyes changing from warm amber to fiery gold. His lips curved upwards in a knowing smirk, "...... I know how much you like them."
"You do... do you?" I said, a slight tremor in my voice. I could feel my face flush with color as he leaned closer still, our lips bearly an inch apart. "Liam.... I...... I don't think......"
"Good," he chuckled, his lips touching mine just enough to send shivers racing across my skin, "Thinking is overrated." With that, he claimed my lips with his own.
A soft, strangled moan escaped me as I melted into his embrace. Leaving my tender lips behind, he left a trail of burning kisses across my cheek before catching my ear with his teeth. Giving it a gentle tug, he chuckled again at my sharp gasp, "Damn it, Liam.... we.... you.... shouldn't....." I tried to finish but his hands under my night gown was making coherent thought near impossible. I bit down on my lip, the sharp jolt of pain allowing me to ignore that he was doing, for the moment, "Liam...." my voice came out as a breathy whisper, I tried again, "Liam..... you shouldn't..... your ribs......"
"Feel fine," he growled as he let go of my ear to make his way down my neck, nipping and sucking on the soft skin.
I couldn't give up, I had to try to reason with him, "But..... your shoulder......"
"What about it?" he said before leaning away from me just long enough to pull my nightgown up over my head and toss it across the room.
I sighed, even as the cool night air made me shiver, or was it the way he was looking at me, "Fine....... but don't you dare complain about being sore tomorrow."
He chuckled as he leaned back down, his passion filled eyes glowing a bright burnished gold in the darkness. I trembled as his weight settled down upon me, his lips brushing mine as he looked deeply into my eyes and whispered, "I won't..... if you won't."
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I don't really know where this is going... You'll be just as surprised as me.
Please Review!!!