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[SC] Ten Years Ahead [Genesis + Clovis]

Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice

It had been about a year or so since Genesis disappeared with Vergil. Genesis couldn't tell. He had stopped watching the time since his Meister had gone away from him. With a mission ending in failure, he couldn't bring himself to return to Shibusen, seeing that it was a losing battle.

Yet, he did see Vergil while he roamed. And it was then he decided that it was time to see what he could do in the war once more.

He thought about who to see first there on the other side. He didn't want to see Date again just yet as it wasn't sure if he was really going to contribute to the battle on Shibusen's side once more. Near, to him, was a little more like a business partner than a trusted friend most of the time. Which... perhaps left only one person.

Clovis.

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"That bruise will heal rather quickly," Genesis smiled, pointing it out as he let an arm curl around his beloved's waist, pulling him close. He bit from the apple he held, enjoying its taste in his mouth. Sometimes, he had missed the taste of the Banora White, but he had grown to enjoy the flavor of these Earth apples as well.

He brought the fruit close to Clovis, offering it to him, not shy about sharing his meal with him now that they were promised to each other. It was a comforting thing-- the sense of ownership over the Prince, and the safety he felt in their commitment to each other. Finally, he felt sure of something. It was the best sanctuary after all the time he spent exposed to the Madness Wave.

Not even Genesis minded that Clovis chose to keep close to him rather than move to get them drinks. It could wait until later. Until then, he would enjoy this-- the sight of the prince, pooled in his lap, in his arms, perfectly like a golden kitten.

It brought a smile to his face. And he moved to brush a strand of hair from the younger man's face.

"Kitten."

"I should try to show a little restraint, so that this does not happen, again." Clovis finally admitted aloud. It was the most that he could do so without bringing up his other concerns as to exactly how he was. Like asking someone to give him critique on his paintings. Though, relating the two, he supposed that he liked that romantic view.

Truly, he was certain that they were breathtaking (if his own noises of before were any indication) with one another and such an analogy suited his needs nicely. His dear Genesis being the artist and bringing about -- his face turned a little red as he was surprising himself with these sort of thoughts. Even if he had kept any and all thoughts of this nature locked away, he wondered if it was really all right to have them all slip out at once.

Taking the apple from Genesis, he stared at it for a moment. He thought of taking a bite off to the side rather than where his love had, but decided to continue on the same path that was taken by the other instead. An indirect sort of kiss, before it was handed back. Being held, being cherished, it was more than he could really hope for and wondered why he had not said any of this sooner. Kitten.

He smiled fondly at the endearment. "My dear knight." A pause, weighted. His lips pressed together and felt that he could not keep anything from the one that he promised himself to, the one who owns his heart. "I hope that you will not compare me to anyone else."

Genesis chuckled and shifted a little, just so they could fit better against each other. He liked it this way-- his naked skin against Clovis' clothing, the warmth of their proximity and their scents mingling in the room. It was an intimate comfort. Something very different from what Genesis knew.

He let the fingers of one hand gently twine in the other's hair, fond-- so very fond. "You know, I actually liked it when you set your teeth on my skin. It's thrilling. I know the act isn't that romantic-- but I guess I could call it passionate. After all, you've left this on me. It's like marking me as yours."

And just as well, he did leave a few, small marks around Clovis' neck and shoulders.

"You're incomparable, Clovis." He pressed a kiss to his forehead. "How I feel with you-- I can't match with anyone else."

Of course, bed technique was a different area. But Genesis found it pointless to even compare. He couldn't even remember who was the last person he slept with before Clovis.

"I don't to be seen in that manner, though." It seemed like since he had loosened his lips on his nervousness of being judged; he also felt the need to also let it be known of how he wanted to be viewed by Genesis. Though, the word 'thrilling' did invoke the sudden reddening of his face and pleasant warmth. "I'd rather only give you thoughts of romance, if I could."

A childish notion, but one that he was clinging onto venomously. "It really has nothing to do with being a prince or anything as it does that ... I simply never saw myself as something lustful and do not wish for you to, either." The connotations of which were simply too troubling -- that he was only with Genesis for his looks or body. No, what he loved was his soul. And his own soul was already marked as Genesis's the moment that he was able to tell him all his feelings.

"Incomparable." He parroted, dumbly.

That brought insurmountable relief to him -- the kiss had helped as well. His hands came to rest on either side of Genesis's face so that he could draw him close for a kiss. Deeply, wanting to have even more of the taste of the apple shared with him.

As much as the need for food was still there on Genesis' mind, how was he to resist his beloved's kiss? It was sweet-- sweetened by the taste of apple in his mouth, upon his lips, too.

Goddess...

He was very certain Clovis would drive him mad with the kind of affection he had for him-- it was almost as if they truly couldn't take their hands off from each other. And indeed, Genesis hands were doing just that, moving underneath Clovis' shirt, caressing the soft skin he remembered so well from their first coupling a few hours ago.

If he didn't break away soon, he supposed, they might forgo dinner once more in favor of other bodily delights. Yet-- no. Clovis didn't want to be seen as lustful. He wanted to be a romantic to the very end. Genesis was far too comfortable with the concept of lust to consider romance in his actions. But perhaps... perhaps he could sweeten them for Clovis-- endear every lustful gesture with a pinch of dream-like romance.

The warmth returned to him as he let out a satisfied sigh at being touched once more. Wanting more of his hands, then finally breaking the kiss. He smiled softly, almost dizzy with his happiness, before his stomach brought to his attention that he was still hungry.

"I suppose my relief at being such to you allowed me to remember other issues." Still, he could not help but be a little embarrassed at its interruption. He let out an exasperated sigh this time, but realized that it was probably for the best. If he did continue as he was, he would simply stay in bed forever with Genesis. The war would have to do without them, and he laughed softly at the thought.

Realizing his laughter, he shared what it was that he was concerned with -- reaching to pick up some of the bread that he brought to satisfy his poor, neglected hunger. "I was merely thinking that I may not be able to leave this room if you are in it." He looked away as it sounded funnier in his head, but saying it aloud made him feel suddenly shy.

Goddess, Genesis had to admit that Clovis truly was an adorable lover to have: his laughter, his romantic, gentle whims and the way he turned shy every once in a while just reaffirmed that pet name he had given the Prince.

"Really now?" Genesis grinned as he leaned in to bite one end of the bread that Clovis picked up. "I don't see anything wrong with that... save that we do need to eat every once in a while."

Clovis did raise the bread so that Genesis could take a bite, before feeling just a little playful and pulling it away instead. In a silly show of ownership that it was his bit of food alone.

"I see just a little harm in it as I have small duties that I have to carry out now." His laugh returned to the end of his words, lightly chiding Genesis for thinking it fine to -- he allowed his blush to spread. More shyness showing itself despite his wanting it to be. "Besides, I do not know what other sides of myself would begin to show if I were to take you up on such an offer."

"Hm." Genesis nosed after the bread, meaning to wrestle more of it from Clovis but instead pulling back to smile at the other man as he continued to hold him there upon his lap.

"Hm? Other sides of yourself, Clovis?" There was a playful gleam in Genesis' eyes just then: "Looks like there's a lot of exploring for me to do."

Clovis laughed softly to himself before returning to eating. Really, it was starting to feel like Genesis never left and that this was how it always was between them. That warm and safe feeling; he sighed softly to himself and thought that even if it was a childish thought that it really did feel like nothing could hurt him at this moment.

"Eh?" The bread hung from his mouth before he took hold of it again a few seconds later when he turned to stare at Genesis. Surprised at what he had said. "But I ... I don't know what they are." Even if it was a joke, it was also the truth.

"That's why we need to explore," Genesis said, the smirk on his face now full on as compared to past times when he'd play his expression down, if only so Clovis wouldn't think him a deviant or some kind of undesirable company.

"We'll explore together. Both you and me. I'm certain that there are some parts of me I have yet to realize, too."

He reached over to the tray to pick up the other piece of bread for himself.

"We need to..." Those little thoughts were coming back to him. The door which he had closed for years opened just a little more as he returned to his small meal quietly thinking. Barely noticing that he had finished until he bit hard on the tips of his fingers. "Ow!"

Realizing his silence would give the wrong impression, he turned to Genesis to explain. "I was just thinking on those different sides of myself. I suppose that I should want to share all of them with you." A beat. "No, I should. But I was wondering where to begin. Do I tell you of my thoughts?" His injured finger went into his mouth to lightly suck on while he waited for his love's reply.

"To be honest, I would rather be able to watch these different sides of you unfold before me... like a story I have yet to read," at that, he took Clovis' hand, bringing the bruised fingertips to his own mouth to kiss. With his lips still pressed to the skin, his eyes shifted up, watching Clovis' face, needing to see his reaction to the kiss.

"Although being friends for so long already, I believe there truly are things that only you will show to a beloved."

It was not so much allowed Genesis to take his hand as curious what it was that he would do, especially after what he said. He did dislike the warming that he felt across his face -- still, it was something innocent and sweet for Genesis to just kiss his injured hand. He smiled softly, kindly. Yes, he will take away all my pain, all the things that I am afraid of still.

It was a terrible sort of reaction after the thought. Tears starting to fall. How many times would he cry over how happy he was? He didn't want to give the wrong impression, but it seemed like at the moment, it couldn't be helped. His head did lift a little as a thought came to him, leaning close he did have to ask. "You're right. There are only things that I want to show you." The smile stayed despite his crying. "Like the sort of weak and emotional creature that I still am."

"To be honest... sometimes I wonder why you do trust me so much with these tears of yours." Genesis pressed his lips to this beloved's eyes then.

"It's not that they bother me but... I honestly do wonder why... why do I make you feel so safe like this, when I have done nothing but violence in my own world."

And these two are taken away. That sort of warmth grew in his chest, tightening his throat just a little at how much he loved Genesis. Clovis lightly shook his head, not wanting the other to see himself in that manner. "You only showed me that gentle side of you. You only showed me someone that was like me, who wanted to look for someone to trust and believe in. Someone who would be willing and able to show weakness to without being ridiculed for it."

His hands settled over his own heart then. "I feel safe because I know that you will protect me from those things that I'm afraid of. You'll protect me from my weaknesses and help me to be strong." He smiled softly, and laughed a little, even as he raised his hands to brush away a few tears that had slipped down his chin. "I feel feel safe because I love you. It's really that simple, I suppose."

A pause as he leaned forward to bump his forehead lightly against Genesis's. "So, don't go away. Don't leave me. I don't know what will become of me, if you do."

"Clovis..."

All this time, ever since he rose from his rest, Clovis' words to him were nothing but that of sheer love for him. All the more now, Genesis' heart beat loudly in his chest, wanting to keep the Prince close-- to grant him that protection that he believed only he could give. He brushed his lips against Clovis' forehead, over a tear's wet trail and finally against his lips with utmost tenderness.

"All these thing you believe of me... they surprise me. I've never been this loved in my entire life."

"I don't know why you're surprised." Surely, surely, other people had told you these things. Still, he could not help but copy the same tenderness -- lightly pressing soft kisses against his cheek and lips. Stopping only to smile happily to himself. His hand covering his mouth to hide it just barely with the tips of his fingers.

"Still, I'm happy to be the first to say it. I'm happy to be the first person to love you like this." He leaned forward a little to look at him, observe him a little more. I don't even want to forget. "In all honesty, I feel like I am on my honeymoon. The sort of feelings I think I would have at that time. I wonder if it is selfish of me to be this happy?"

"But isn't this a kind of honeymoon? After all... we're... each other's now. We have our vows. I, too, feel immensely happy now-- right here, with you in my arms, rather distracted from our eating," Genesis beams, his arms moving to cradle Clovis closer.

"Would you feed me? If I had to feed myself, I would need to let go of you, which I wouldn't want to do."

"I wouldn't mind feeding you, actually." Of course, he could not keep the surprise from his face at the request. It was a problem -- how he could not keep his hands away from Genesis. He covered his mouth to hide both smile and laugh. "Though, I wonder if I should feel just a little bit bad for being such a distraction to you."

His hands came to rest on either side of his own face, allowing for an expression of mock sorrow. "While feeding you is fine, I wonder how I will be able to carry on the day after this if I cannot have you holding me. I don't suppose that it will go very well for me, or you."

"Well then, I believe I wouldn't have any other choice but to keep finding ways to hold you close at every moment I can get," Genesis laughed leaning in for a moment to press a pleased, playful kiss to the hollow of Clovis' throat.

Clovis did suddenly become shy once more, after the kiss. He did reach out to grab the tray which he had brought before he forgot. It was interesting to go about the motions to feed Genesis. Reminding him briefly of when Bartley would do so when he was a child and too sick to eat on his own.

"And at night." He did ask, almost hesitantly, as he offered the spoonful of soup to Genesis. "Will this now be your room, too?"

As the soup was offered to him, Genesis downed it gratefully, glad to finally feel some food in his system. While he was strong enough to keep Clovis in his arms, not having decent food in such a long time made his body yearn for every bit of nutrition in their simple meal.

As Clovis asked his question, though, Genesis couldn't help but feel a strange warmth come over him. Sharing a bed with Clovis at night-- a place where he finally belonged. He couldn't ask for anything more.

"Yes. Yes, it will be. I will live with you."

With every spoonful offered, he felt the desire to wrap his arms around Genesis. It was followed shortly by silly little thoughts came into his head of rings, and all the other little things that would tie them closer together. An even quieter wish to climb on him to hold him as close as he could. The simple idea that Genesis would be willing to live and stay with him -- that warm feeling, the safety and love that he would be able to feel always.

"Thank you." Clovis was surprised that he said as much aloud and elaborated. "Thank you for loving me back. I know that it seems silly to thank you for such, but I really do not know what to do with the feelings that I have." A brief pause. "At least until I am done."

"Until you are done?" Genesis didn't quite understand what the prince meant.

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