A kiss with a fist is better than none [FINISHED]

RE: A kiss with a fist is better than none [Poptart]

Sebastian hissed angrily yet again as Hari picked him up, both pleased and angry with himself; pleased because he had managed, despite still being trapped in his current body, to make Hari pause, and angry, for it did not seem that Hari cared much for his anger after that initial pause. Instead, the his finally-human-again boyfriend picked him up, his hands warm and gentle against Sebastian's scaled skin, yet still irritating him, if for nothing else than for the fact that he was small enough for Hari to pick up. He found himself hissing yet again, this time in order to announce that he was more than displeased with this action.

Of course we are he thought, somewhat surprised at the sudden optimisms in the other man's voice, his annoyance still waning down somewhat as he felt his boyfriends lips press against his head. It felt nice, even with him in this form. Warm and safe, he thought, curling at the edge of the table to watch as Hari slowly began to make order of their now more messed up then ever room. Somehow, it felt like a metaphor.

For a while, he simply watched Hari move, enjoying the relief which the sight of him caused to form in his gut, trying not to think about all those things he had screamed inside his head, and which were still left unsaid. There was even more to that than just his thoughts, he knew. A lot of things needed to be explained and new boundaries sat. It would have to wait, however, until he too was human again, so he tried not to rail himself up before he actually had the means to release the emotion, simply focusing instead on the movement of his boyfriend's body. It had almost lulled him back to sleep, watching Hari work.

The man had not approached him again for quite some time too, and as he noticed that, his lulled state broke as he rose, his tongue instinctively tasting the air for Hari's smell. Then the other man was there, his skin clean from dirty, his hair braided. Suddenly, Sebastian found himself on a bedside table, a lamp casting warmth all along his back. He hissed in pleasure before he could think about how he really did not want to, curling even more tightly around himself. Hari's words however made him stop acting like a common snake, making him raise his head towards the man yet again.

Cute, he thought, eyeing the man with as much suspicion as a snake could. How could Hari even think that, with him trapped in this irritating scaled skin. He was not cute. It was not cute. He was a snake. A small, yellow, not even poisonous snake. It was irritating. Maddening. Everything and anything under the sun, except cute. He found himself hissing again, unbelieving. His thoughts were however once again halted as his boyfriend continued to speak. This time, he when he curled around himself again, it was because there was a slight chill (was that even possible?) running down his spine, because while he was glad to hear Hari had already heard all of that which he had said so he would not need to repeat himself, he also remembered he had pretty much planned a good chunk of their life together after they had finished school, which he did not know what Hari thought about. The man seemed anything but displeased however, as he probably continued planning what to do with Sebastian while he was a snake.

I will feel better as soon as I'm out of this cursed skin he hissed, irritated yet again, sliding from the table and wrapping himself around Hari's hand and wrist. It was warm there, just as warm as under the lamp and far more comfortable, and he felt the need to be close to his lover right now. And we are actually going to talk then he thought to himself, both dreading that moment and wishing it was already there.

RE: A kiss with a fist is better than none [Poptart]

Sebastian sighed from within his head, for the snake could not sigh in any other way. Hari's continuing efforts to put him in a box were in equal measures irritating and endearing. He would, however, he thought as he curled himself faster around the other man's wrist and forearm, have to present Hari with his problem with the fact, not only because he found it irritating on principle, but also because there was the fact that being in a box once it was time for him to turn back could, indeed, prove to be troublesome on so many levels he could not even begin to list them right now.

''Honestly'', his voice cracked with relief some hours later when he had finally regained his human body, and voice, and limbs. With his eyes closed, he sighed, simply enjoying the moment of peace, of that feeling of wrongness he carried around within himself whenever he turned into a snake finally disappearing.

''You are such a silly man sometimes'', he whispered into Hari's skin, as he placed a kiss onto his shoulder, his body curled around his lovers in a way which was as similar as he could get to how they had laid while he was still a snake now that he had four limbs and shoulders to account for.

His head was placed on Hari's chest, right above his heart, as he was not looking to part from the sound of his heart yet, having gotten somewhat used to it in the last few hours he had spent curled around Hari's wrist, the other man's hand placed so close to his chest he could practically feel it beat. His hands were wrapped around as much of Hari's body as he could get, covering as much skin as it was humanly possible, drawing immense pleasure from both the fact that he had hands at all, and that there was actual skin for him to touch there, and not cold brown wood. For maximum coverage, he had intertwined their legs as well as best as he could without waking Hari up, for for all his need to talk to his lover about what had just happened, he didn't exactly wish to do so, especially if it meant waking him up from his sleep.

Thus, Sebastian settled instead for pressing another warm kiss against his equally warm skin, letting out yet another sigh of relief before he closed his eyes as well. He had not slept as a snake again, finding he did not feel the need to. Instead he had spent his last few remaining hours in that body listening to Hari breath and his heart beat. Right now, however, as a human, he felt as if he had run a thousand miles without stopping to rest once. He needed sleep, so much, that he did not even bother taking off clothes which were somehow, mysteriously, still with him, despite the fact that he had changed shaped and spent exactly 24 hours as a snake. He simply settled down his head, before sighing again, and drifting off himself. Talking, it seemed, would have to wait.