Devotion's Kiss -- EnerxOhm
Aug. 10th, 2005 02:20 pmTitle: Devotion's Kiss
Pairing: EnerxOhm
Rating: PG
Theme: First Kisses
Words: 225
Notes: More in my invented backstory for Ener. The young ex-angel acquires the first of his followers. I'm such a freak. X3
"You have the aura of a boy who prays for death," the man was older than he, and bigger, and the sword he wielded looked as though it might be painful if one were confined to a flesh and blood existence. "I will release you from your suffering."
But the steel-sharp cloud merely passed through his neck and came out the other side hissing with electricity, not a drop of blood spilled. "What's your name?" Ener asked.
"Who are you?" the man's eyes widened behind dark glasses.
Ener smiled then, standing, stepping up to reach a pale hand to the warrior's shoulder. "You are right. I do pray for death. But not my own." Then in an blast of sound and light the ground encircling them exploded outward, electricity burning the cloud in a thick, cracking ring around their feet. When the snap of lightning flickered and faded, both men stood uninjured, but the larger of the two sported blackened wings and smoldering clothing.
The stranger stared down at this pale, skinny boy for only a moment before dropping to his knees. "I am--"
"Ohm," Ener smiled. "The first of my priests. I know."
"Kami-sama," Ohm replied, taking one long hand in his own and pressed his lips to it in a kiss that singed his mouth.
God. He liked the sound of that.
Pairing: EnerxOhm
Rating: PG
Theme: First Kisses
Words: 225
Notes: More in my invented backstory for Ener. The young ex-angel acquires the first of his followers. I'm such a freak. X3
"You have the aura of a boy who prays for death," the man was older than he, and bigger, and the sword he wielded looked as though it might be painful if one were confined to a flesh and blood existence. "I will release you from your suffering."
But the steel-sharp cloud merely passed through his neck and came out the other side hissing with electricity, not a drop of blood spilled. "What's your name?" Ener asked.
"Who are you?" the man's eyes widened behind dark glasses.
Ener smiled then, standing, stepping up to reach a pale hand to the warrior's shoulder. "You are right. I do pray for death. But not my own." Then in an blast of sound and light the ground encircling them exploded outward, electricity burning the cloud in a thick, cracking ring around their feet. When the snap of lightning flickered and faded, both men stood uninjured, but the larger of the two sported blackened wings and smoldering clothing.
The stranger stared down at this pale, skinny boy for only a moment before dropping to his knees. "I am--"
"Ohm," Ener smiled. "The first of my priests. I know."
"Kami-sama," Ohm replied, taking one long hand in his own and pressed his lips to it in a kiss that singed his mouth.
God. He liked the sound of that.
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