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  4. Flashbacks in Fiction

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    Gene Wolfe is utterly incredible and that book is simply breathtakingly good. And yes, he carries his narrative flawlessly in terms of his character's amnesia.

    Another writer who handles both POV changes and flashbacks wonderfully is Mary Doria Russell. The Sparrow and Children of God are among my favorite books ever.

  5. BronxWench's Review Replies - Original Fiction

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    Review Responses for AFF Monthly Challenge Prompt for September 2011: Harrison Winter

    From Melrick:

    An interesting twist on the old haunted house story. I've always wanted to write my own, and I will one day! Good use of the word prompts, too. Good job!

    I'm the one who should be thanking you for setting up the monthly prompts! The various prompts were fun, and I really enjoyed working them all into the one submission. The haunted house story, well, let's just say I had a wildly misspent youth when it came to my reading choices. :D

    From JayDee:

    That's an awesome ending. I'm not biased or anything. Good build up too, introducing the Harrison character and showing his confusion at her. Heh. Playing with fire

    Thank you! I managed to avoid both elves and slash for once, and wound up with a succubus and a dead guy. Funny how that works out... :rofl:

  7. Unable to View Stories

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    Both of the stories you list were hidden because they each contained an Author's Note as a chapter, with no additional story content. That is a violation of our Terms of Service and the associated Posting Guidelines.

    You received an email on 9/27/11 for each story at the email account associated with your AFF account detailing this information.

    Once you have removed the Author's Note chapter from each story, let us know and we can review the corrections and make the stories visible again.

    Sandcastles and Fireworks

    in General RP

    Posted · Edited by BronxWench

    Sand and Satoshi said farewell to the last of their guests, and hurried out to the limousine that had been reserved for them. Once inside the privacy of the limo, Sand pulled Satoshi over for a sweet and lingering kiss, his blue eyes filled with love for his new husband. Satoshi giggled a bit, but fell into the kiss, his fingers sliding into Sand's silky hair. It was unhurried and tender, and Satoshi found himself enjoying every moment of it until the limo pulled up to the gate of the estate.

    Sand used a remote to open the gate for the driver, and nibbled lightly at the beautiful rose-gold ring in Satoshi's lower lip. The driver pulled around to the front of the house, and Sand stepped out, holding out his hand to Satoshi. The driver smiled slightly as he pulled away, watching in his rear view mirror as Sand scooped Satoshi up easily and carried him over the threshold.

    Satoshi started to giggle again when Sand carried him into the house, but to his surprise, Sand did not put him down. Instead, Sand carried Satoshi straight through the portal, which left them just outside the front door of the Neverwinter house.

    "I asked Nathe to shift it slightly for tonight, saiai," Sand said, and he carried Satoshi over that threshold as well.

    "You're crazy, Masato-san, do you know that?" Satoshi was slightly relieved when Sand put him down, pulling Satoshi in for a kiss.

    The moon elf was radiant, his eyes sparkling. "I am crazy indeed, completely head over heels crazy in love with you, saiai. Tonight, I am simply the happiest person in the entire Multiverse, except perhaps for you, cormamin. I will concede that you are as happy as I am."

    Satoshi started to laugh again and swatted at his husband playfully, but he was a bit relieved when Sand held out a hand. "What? You had Nathe make another portal?"

    "Oh, no," Sand smiled. "I will teleport us there myself. Just hold my hand."

    Satoshi shivered a little, but took Sand's hand. Portals were bad enough, but Satoshi could explain them to himself as doorways. When Sand teleported them, it was something else entirely, and Satoshi could never quite get used to the feeling of being one place one second and somewhere else entirely the next second.

    Sand was adept at teleportation, however, and they arrived on the path to their little tree house, the soft lights of Suldanessallar welcoming them both. Satoshi leaned into Sand, his arm around Sand's waist, as they walked over the delicate bridge. For some reason, Satoshi never felt uncomfortable about openly touching Sand in this city in the trees. It just felt so right here, in this place that was theirs and theirs alone.

    When they got to the tree house, Sand scooped Satoshi up again before he had a chance to protest, and stepped over the threshold.

    "There, saiai. I have carried you over all three thresholds that we can call ours, and we are properly wed now." Sand kissed Satoshi deeply, and Satoshi melted into the kiss, utterly astonished and delighted that Sand had thought to observe even that small tradition.

    "This is perfect, poldoramin," Satoshi said when Sand let him up for air. "This whole day and night was perfect. I don't think I could have had a better wedding day, Masato-chan."

    Sand's smile was dazzling. "Then I am more than pleased, for that was my goal, saiai. I wanted this day to be as perfect as our love."

    "Only one thing would make it more perfect," Satoshi said, watching Sand with a mischievous gleam in his gorgeous dark eyes. "We're wearing entirely too much clothing and we're not in bed."

    Satoshi turned and ran up the stairs to their bedroom, Sand following closely behind, and they did manage to get their hakama and kimono on the chair at least before they tumbled into their bed, the stars lighting them both as they consummated their marriage, for the first time, at least.

    A day or so after the wedding, Kansas sat up, the faint light at the horizon his signal to get ready to greet the sun. He yawned and grabbed for sleep pants, tugging them on as he stepped out onto the balcony, scratching his head a bit and stretching to pop his back.

    Just before the sun actually rose, there was a soft sound, and Vale stepped out onto the balcony, slipping his arms around Kansas from behind. Since Erion had moved in with Momo, Vale had become a occasional participant in Kansas's dawn worship, given that the blond elf was generally up just before dawn himself.

    Kansas leaned back into Vale, the blond elf's warm skin silky against his back. Kansas felt the slight tingling as the sun's rays bathed him, but it still felt muddy and somehow precarious, and Kansas was reminded of the dream he had had the night before.

    Kansas turned around to Vale, but instead of the usual soft kiss they would exchange, Kansas reached up to touch Vale's cheek softly.

    "I need a favor, Vale. It's sort of an odd request." Kansas looked into Vale's calm green eyes.

    "Anything, alasse'amin, my joy," Vale replied, his smile gentle and filled with love.

    "I think Tatsuya wants to invite Adalon to his world," Kansas said hesitantly. "At least, I dreamed that last night, Tatsuya asking for her advice." He looked up at Vale. "Do you think she would agree to go to his world?"

    Vale smiled and ran a hand through Kansas's hair. "I don't see why she'd refuse. She's intrigued by Tatsuya, and she's indicated that she considers him kin of sorts." Vale shrugged lightly. "I'd be happy to ask her. The question is, how do we get her there?"

    "I can take her in," Kansas said. "The thing is, I want you to come as well. You know Adalon better than anyone, and Tatsuya can be a little difficult sometimes, especially when he feels like he might look weak to someone."

    "We'll ask her now, then." Vale went back into the bedroom and waited for Kansas before digging in his sleep pants for a small pouch. He pulled out a smooth gem, and stroked it lightly, and an image appeared above it, a very small silver dragon.

    "Erthevorastrix?" Adalon said, her rich voice soft but still resonant with power. "And the ulhardarastrix, the blue dragon as well as my sorcerer? To what do I owe this honor?"

    Vale smiled. "Greetings, vorelorndarastrix, most beautiful silver dragon. We actually have been asked to convey a message."

    "Such impressive messengers," Adalon said, her voice lit with both amusement and fondness. "I am of course inclined to hear any message delivered by you both."

    Kansas took a deep breath. "It's actually a message from Tatsuya, Lady Adalon. He says that he needs your advice and he's inviting you to visit him. In his world." Kansas looked at the small image of the dragon nervously.

    "I see," Adalon said, her tone thoughtful. "I am surprised that it is time so soon, but time seems to move faster than I expect, and more often than I would like. It is no matter. I will be pleased to accept his invitation. Is it a good time for me to come to you?"

    Vale looked at Kansas, who nodded. "I have a feeling that sooner is better," Kansas admitted.

    Adalon nodded. "I will need a brief time to prepare, and I will come to the estate, if that is acceptable."

    "We'll expect you," Vale agreed, and the small image faded. He looked over at Kansas, love and concern in his green eyes. "Do you have any idea what this is about?"

    Kansas sighed a little. "Do you remember when I got sick? It was more than the flu, which I guess you might have figured out already. The dragons got loose. Migime and Hidarime." Kansas gestured at where his tattoos were. "They broke free, and they took a great deal of Tatsuya's power with them. Since then, I've been feeling like crap myself. I'm tired all the time, and sometimes I get dizzy spells. The dawn worship isn't helping, either. I feel good for a little bit, and then it's just gone again."

    Vale reached out and pulled Kansas into a hug. "I could feel something was different. Usually, it's like sparks running up my spine when you greet the dawn, but lately it's been almost nothing."

    Kansas nodded. "It's better if Erion's here, but even Yuki can't do it all. Tatsuya needs to find a way to restore some of his power, and soon. The magic's not stable there anymore, and I'm no help."

    Vale stroked Kansas's back gently. "Well, then, alasse'amin, we should shower and I'll make us something substantial for breakfast. When Adalon gets here, we can go to Tatsuya."

    "You know how to get there?" Kansas asked, his arms around Vale's slim waist. It felt good in Vale's arms, and Kansas was not ready to let go just yet.

    "I'll follow you," Vale replied calmly. "The first bond I forged here was with you. I can find you anywhere, my Kansas. Not that I expect that idiot moon elf to ever remember that." Vale's voice was filled with love despite his words, and Kansas chuckled. "As far as getting back here, if anything goes wrong, well, that's easy enough. I grab you and follow my bond to Yuji. Adalon can find her own way out, trust me on that."

    "Are you sure? That's Tatsuya's world. He's a god there." Kansas nuzzled into Vale's chest.

    "Adalon is very ancient, and very powerful. I have my suspicions about her, but I'm not stupid enough to ask her outright." Vale grinned at Kansas. "Let's just say that if I'm right, Tatsuya has nothing to worry about from Adalon's visit, and this'll go very smoothly."

    Adalon arrived a couple of hours later, appearing in the garden as she did when she would come to see Ryuu. She had chosen to arrive in her humanoid form, and Vale gave an inward sigh of relief. There was no telling how a very large silver dragon would register on things like radar and tracking satellites, and Vale preferred not to have to clean up that mess.

    Kansas bowed very deeply to Adalon, and when he stood, she cupped her hand under his chin and smiled at him with great warmth.

    "You do not need to bow so deeply to me, ulhardarastrix, blue dragon. You have such a noble soul, and we share a gift, that which lets us see beneath the surface of things, and taste what is to come." Adalon stroked Kansas's cheek with tenderness. "We have no need for such formality between us, erthethurirl, my friend."

    Kansas trembled a little, struggling to find the words to respond to Adalon. "Thank you, my Lady Adalon. I'm honored that you think of me as a friend."

    "Good, and so you will call me Adalon, as erthevorastrix, my sorcerer, does." The transformed dragon looked over at Vale and nodded. "I assume you will be guiding me?"

    "Kansas will guide you, Adalon. I'm following him myself." Vale reached out and took Kansas's hand. "We might want to go to your room for some privacy, alasse'amin. I've told Yuji what we're up to, and we won't be disturbed."

    Kansas led the way to his room, and he looked at Vale nervously. Vale smiled and gave Kansas's hand a reassuring little squeeze.

    "The magic of Tatsuya's world is very physical, very intimate," Vale told Adalon. "I think it would make the most sense if Kansas lies on the bed, and you and I are next to him. The proximity is enough, and we can hold hands."

    Adalon nodded pleasantly. "There are many places where such things hold great power. Let us get comfortable, then."

    Kansas stripped off his t-shirt, as did Vale, but that was as far as either of them went. Adalon was in a long sleeveless shift, and she waited until Kansas was settled before curling up at his side and taking his hand. Vale was on Kansas's other side, his silky skin warm and comforting, and he too held Kansas's hand. Kansas took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and let himself fall into Tatsuya's world.

    Vale opened his eyes, and smiled a little. Although Kansas was not beside him, Vale turned his head to see Adalon, still in her humanoid shape. Sand had told Vale that Tatsuya's world had a way of unveiling visitors, and Adalon was certainly no exception. She might have been humanoid in shape, but her skin was fine silver scales, and her eyes were molten silver, the pupils slitted. Her silver hair hung free to her ankles, and shadows clung to her like gossamer wings.

    Vale wondered briefly what he looked like, and then shrugged off the thought as silly. Instead, he looked around. They stood on a hill, green and rounded, and in the distance there were mountains, their tops lost in the clouds. At the very top of the hill stood a beautiful gazebo, with sheer curtains that revealed ornately woven garden furniture covered in thick silk cushions. Delicate flowers in white and silver-blue decorated the gazebo, their sweet fragrance perfuming the air. A slender figure stood outside the gazebo, waiting with surprising patience.

    "I do believe that is our host," Adalon murmured to Vale, her silver eyes amused as she looked at her sorcerer. "Shall we present ourselves?"

    "Of course," Vale said, offering his arm to Adalon.

    They walked the short distance up the hill and stopped when they were a few paces away from Tatsuya. The young god was in one of his long black skirts, the sides slit to his hips, the pale skin of his muscular thighs showing as he took a step forward. His thick hair was that shade of raven black that shines blue in the sunlight, and his eyes swirled, blue and silver, in his beautiful face.

    "Welcome to my home," Tatsuya said, the faintest echoes of thunder in his musical voice. He bowed very slightly, a god in his realm.

    Vale bowed with great respect, and Tatsuya paused to admire this other powerful elf, this golden archmage. Vale's hair hung to his waist in thick waves, golden and bright, and his pale golden skin was complimented by the deep emerald green of his sheer loose pants. His eyes, too, were emerald green, slanted and elegant above perfect cheekbones and full lips. An emerald circle rested in the hollow of his throat, glittering with every breath that Vale took. There was a tangible cloak of energy that surrounded the beautiful elf, dormant for now.

    Adalon nodded her head regally, her hand still resting on Vale's arm lightly. "I thank you for inviting me, young god, kosjurathaer. Your realm is beautiful indeed, and suits you well. Let there be peace between us in this place."

    Tatsuya nodded, and there was the faintest suggestion of relief in the way his shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly. "I can offer refreshments while we speak." Tatsuya turned and held the sheer curtain open as Adalon and Vale entered the gazebo.

    There was a table in the center, holding a teapot and beautiful porcelain cups, and platters of fruit and tiny pastries. Vale held out a chair for Adalon, and once she was seated, Vale moved to another seat, waiting for Tatsuya to sit as well.

    "Shall I pour the tea?" Vale offered, and Tatsuya smiled at the elf and nodded. Vale poured tea for them all and served it around, graceful and serene. Vale sent a wave of love and reassurance through his bond to his beloved little imp, hoping Kansas could feel it, to let him know all was well. Things were going very smoothly, much more smoothly than could be expected when two such powerful dragons met, but Adalon had offered peace, and Tatsuya had accepted with his offer of food and drink. It was proper protocol, the forms correctly observed, and now Tatsuya could speak freely to Adalon. Vale was intensely curious as to what would unfold, and he watched quietly.

    "I do not know if the little mortal told you, but I wish your advice." Tatsuya began the conversation a little stiffly. "You offered me friendship when we met before, in your home. Now I am asking for your help, if you meant that offer."

    Adalon inclined her head slightly, taking a sip of tea and nibbling a pastry. "I have eaten at your table. Our friendship is not an issue. Ask of me what you will, thurirl."

    "This world of mine exists because I wish it to exist. It is my magic that sustains it, and it is the little mortal, Kansas, who sustains me." Tatsuya looked over at Vale. "My power was largely contained in my dragons, twin brothers who were both my totems and my lovers. They were bound to me, but those bonds were weakened when I helped that foolish elf rescue his brother."

    Vale hid a smile at the reference to Sand, although Vale would never have questioned Sand's decision to rescue Hawk.

    "When Kansas was sick, the dragons took advantage and freed themselves. They fled this world, and with them, my hold over my magic was nearly destroyed. My loved was able to help me regain some control, but it is not enough. My magic is not stable, and Kansas does not have the control over his portion of the magic that is required." Tatsuya held his head high, still proud despite being forced to seek help. "Kansas needs to be stronger, so that he can control the magic here, and so that he can hold on to the power that he gains when he greets the new sun each morning."

    Vale's eyes widened slightly. He had felt the diminished energy, but he had not thought it this bad. Adalon looked over at Vale, and Tatsuya watched Adalon, wary and hopeful at the same time.

    Adalon took another sip of tea, and finished her pastry with surprisingly delicate nibbles. While she did so, she looked around, taking in the beauty of this world that Kansas and Tatsuya had created. As much as this was Tatsuya's realm, Adalon felt Kansas's hand everywhere, and she knew the young human held great power here.

    "What aid I can offer must go through Kansas," Adalon said, her voice grave. "It is all that is permitted me, but I believe it will be enough for now. I am still bound by ancient treaties that limit my ability to aid you directly, Tatsuya. Still, the treaties were old before humans walked among us, and so Kansas is outside their scope."

    Tatsuya stood, his fangs showing as he smiled. "Thank you, Adalon, for your help. It has been a very long time since I was able to call one of my own a friend. It feels... good."

    Adalon inclined her head. "I am pleased as well, my young god. It is a rare thing to witness a god becoming, and I believe you will prove to be a worthy power."

    Tatsuya escorted them all to the base of the hill, where they had first arrived. He nodded as Vale bowed deeply once again. Tatsuya nodded to Adalon, and then actually bowed slightly before opening the way home for his visitors. As they were leaving, Vale looked back, his last sight that of Tatsuya transformed, his wings spread as he roared his triumph to the sky.

    Vale opened his eyes, once again beside Kansas in the imp's room. Adalon sat up, her eyes on Kansas.

    "Young one, do you still have the scale I gave you?" Adalon asked. Kansas nodded and got up, a little stiff, and crossed to his dresser, retrieving the scale and handing it to Adalon with reverence.

    Adalon took the shimmering silver scale. "Kansas. There is a way, my blue dragon, for you to use this scale much the way the moon elf wields his telkiira. I have already given you a Tear of mine, and so I know that you will be able to use this."

    Adalon held out the scale to Kansas, who took it back reverently. The scale was warm from Adalon's hand, and Kansas looked at Adalon, his slate grey eyes fixed on her silver eyes.

    "Place it against your chest, my young dragon." Adalon waited and watched.

    Kansas placed the silver scale flat against his skin, and he felt a tingling begin, very much like what he felt during dawn worship, power racing along his skin like lines of current. The power seemed to all converge on the scale, and Kansas's eyes widened a little as the scale shimmered and then faded into his skin, disappearing altogether.

    "As I told you, we are kin, you and I." Adalon smiled at Kansas. "I can aid you freely, and so I have. My scale can hold the power that you gain each morning from your worship of the new sun. It will also allow you to focus your power in Tatsuya's world, to control the magic of that place so that you may aid Tatsuya in maintaining control."

    "Thank you, Adalon," Kansas said, his eyes wide. "I can feel it already." He looked over at Vale, who nodded, Kansas's power evident to him as well.

    "This world is important. The why is not known to me yet, but it is vital that it be preserved." Adalon looked at Kansas solemnly. "Old wounds will be healed, old wrongs righted, but only if this place exists. I will aid you both, you and the young god, and between us all, we will restore the balance."

    Adalon turned to Vale. "There is one last thing, I think, erthevorastrix. You are a golden elf, a sun elf, and such names were not granted idly."

    Vale looked at Adalon, and smiled suddenly, understanding her completely. He turned Kansas and smiled. "Allow me to infuse the scale with some of the power of the sun."

    Vale held out one hand, the palm facing skyward. A small glow began in his palm, gradually increasing until it appeared that Vale was holding a miniature sun in his hand. Kansas watched, a faint grin forming as he felt the raw energy in that tiny orb.

    Vale looked into Kansas's eyes, another wave of love and reassurance traveling through their bond, and Vale brought the glowing orb over to Kansas's chest. The orb lifted off Vale's hand and floated gently over to where Kansas had placed the scale, and Kansas's eyes widened as he felt the rich energy fill him as the orb sank into the scale. Somewhere deep inside him, Kansas heard Tatsuya's scream of joy as Kansas's power filled him once again.

    Sandcastles and Fireworks

    in General RP

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    Erion grinned as he watched Yuji and Momo pressed up against each other, the heat between them as arousing as anything Erion could imagine. They fit together so well, the teacher and his former student, and Erion moaned happily as Momo's hands wrapped around Yuji's ass. Personally, Erion was entirely sure that he wasn't the only nympho in the room, but he was quite content to be plundered thoroughly by both men. He stretched and rolled over, opening the nightstand drawer to get out the lube. Tossing the lube to Momo, Erion grinned again.

    "Somebody fuck me," he teased, and spread his thighs, his cock already half hard from the show Yuji and Momo were putting on.

    Yuji growled and slicked his fingers with some of the lube, reaching down to stroke Erion's eager pucker. Erion wriggled a little impatiently, and Yuji just chuckled.

    "Oh, no, you don't, my love. I want you to be able to last through all I have planned for you, so you're going to have to be patient and let me open you up properly." Yuji slipped a finger into Erion's tight little ass, chuckling again as Erion arched his back and pressed down. Yuji was quick to add a second finger, and then a third, as Erion's eartips flushed rosy.

    Momo was pressed against Yuji from behind, his generous cock pressing against Yuji's ass as he watched Yuji prepare Erion. The familiarity between them gave Momo a brief twinge of jealousy, and then he remembered that he was about to fuck sensei, the man who had fueled far too many handjobs in the shower, the man who had sent him prowling Ni-Chome for release. Yuji was mindblowingly hot, his raw and open sensuality making Momo's mouth water in anticipation.

    Momo collected his scattered thoughts and slicked his own fingers with lube, teasing around Yuji's pucker as he watched Yuji line his thick cock up against Erion's ass. Erion's legs were hooked over Yuji's arms, the young elf spread open, and his silvery eyes were bright with lust and anticipation. Momo flinched inwardly at the thought of Yuji's cock splitting his little lover's ass, but Erion let out a wanton little moan as Yuji pressed into the young elf's ass until his balls were snug against Erion's round cheeks.

    "Fuck, Yuji, you feel so good," Erion moaned, and Yuji smiled down at the little elf.

    "So do you, Erion," Yuji purred.

    Yuji's purr rose into a moan as Momo's slick fingers pressed into his ass, thrusting firmly as Yuji's muscle loosened quickly. Momo spread the rest of the lube over his own aching cock, smearing precum with it, and then he pressed the head of his cock into Yuji's ass before he had time to think about what he was about to do and get nervous.

    Yuji's ass was tight and hot, and Momo moaned in delirious pleasure as he sank forward into that inviting heat. Momo's hands were wrapped around Yuji's hips, and Yuji pressed back a little to urge Momo to move. It was everything Momo had ever fantasized that it would be, and he could not stop the words that slipped from his lips.

    "Oh, sensei," Momo moaned, and Yuji slammed his ass back to grind himself down on Momo's generous cock. At the same time, Momo's hips bucked forward, and Erion let out a howl of pure bliss as Yuji slammed back into the little elf, hitting Erion's prostate dead on and setting off fireworks behind Erion's eyes.

    Momo let Yuji set the pace, timing his thrusts and adjusting his angle slightly to thoroughly plunder Yuji's prostate. Erion was mewling almost non-stop, his back arched and his eyes fluttering closed as he surrendered to the pleasure of being soundly fucked by Yuji.

    The complete bliss on Erion's face, the tight heat of the young elf's ass, and the knowledge that the former Sakai Mamoru, the hot bad-boy student from Yuji's old teaching job in the high school, was pounding Yuji's prostate into next week all conspired to push Yuji right to the edge. He could feel his balls drawing up, full and heavy, and the first waves of heat built in his belly.

    Yuji looked down at Erion, growling, "Touch yourself for me, Erion. Fucking come for me, now, baby."

    Erion moaned happily, his slim hand wrapping around his cock and tugging on it roughly. It only took a couple of tugs before Erion let out a wanton scream, his balls emptying as his cum painted Yuji's chest and his own with thick white ropes. Erion's ass clamped down on Yuji's cock tightly enough to almost hurt, and Yuji ground himself into that sweet little ass, his own ass clenching around Momo as the heat built in Yuji's belly.

    "Sensei, fuck," Momo groaned, Yuji's ass molding itself around his cock.

    Momo's words pushed Yuji over the edge, and he howled as he came, spilling an endless load of cum into Erion's eager little ass. Yuji's back arched, and his head fell back onto Momo's shoulder, Momo's lips finding Yuji's sensitive ear as Momo nipped and sucked on the shell. Yuji's ass spasmed again, and Momo let out a strangled howl as he filled Yuji's ass with his own load of cum, his legs trembling as Yuji pressed back into him.

    Yuji and Momo collapsed onto the bed, Erion rolling to one side to give them room as he let Yuji's cock slide out of his ass. Erion whimpered a little at the loss but Yuji pulled him close and plundered his mouth thoroughly, until the little elf was breathless and grinning. Yuji licked a little of Erion's cum from the young elf's chest and turned his head to kiss Momo, Momo moaning at the taste of Erion in Yuji's kiss.

    Yuji extricated himself from the youngsters and went to the cabinet where he kept the whiskey, pulling out a bottle and some tumblers. He poured them each a generous measure and sat on the bed. Momo sat up next to Yuji, letting Yuji tug him into a lazy kiss, while Erion sprawled on his stomach with his head resting on Yuji's thigh.

    The trio enjoyed their drinks, all of them catching their breath, and the kisses between Yuji and Momo slowly grew more heated. Yuji's fingers found the scar above Momo's right nipple, stroking it as Momo's cock began to harden again. Momo's fingers slid through Yuji's silky hair to toy with his sensitive ears, until Yuji growled into the kiss.

    "I want you, on your knees, now," Yuji told Momo, and Momo moaned a little as Erion took his tumbler and slid off the bed to put it on the side with his and Yuji's finished drinks.

    Momo rolled over onto his knees, bending forward to present his ass perfectly to Yuji, and Yuji gripped the pale golden cheeks of Momo's ass tightly, spreading his cheeks to reveal Momo's twitching pucker. Yuji bent his head, his wicked tongue teasing around the rim of that tight little muscle, and Momo gasped a little at the sensation. Yuji just chuckled and lapped harder, his tongue pressing against Momo's pucker until it began to relax and open. Momo's hands were fisted in the bed covers, his eyes closing as he gave himself over to the pleasure of Yuji's tongue-fucking, until he was writhing in utter need.

    "Please, sensei, fuck me," Momo begged, his cock rock hard and beginning to leak precum.

    Yuji found the lube, coating his cock and swiping some across Momo's pucker, his thumb sliding easily past the muscle. Yuji slipped his other thumb in as well, spreading Momo open and growling happily as Momo moaned and pressed backward, begging to be filled.

    "Is that what you want? You want me to fuck you?" Yuji asked, his voice thick with desire, and Momo turned his head to look at Yuji.

    "Fuck, yes, sensei, I want it," Momo rasped, and he shivered in delight as he felt the head of Yuji's thick cock pressing against his ass.

    Yuji's long fingers gripped Momo's hips hard enough to leave marks, and he pressed his cock into Momo's ass, seating himself fully in a single fluid thrust as Momo howled in bliss.

    "Sensei," Momo moaned, his back arching as he was completely and perfectly filled, Yuji's balls snug against his ass.

    Yuji pulled out slowly and then slammed back into Momo's ass, striking Momo's prostate dead on and making the youngster scream in pleasure. Yuji kept that up, the slow withdrawal followed by the hard thrust back into Momo's ass, and Momo's hands fisted even tighter in the covers as tears of pure bliss leaked from his eyes, mumbling, "Sensei, yes, oh fuck," over and over.

    Erion watched for a few moments, stroking his own cock as he enjoyed the sight of Yuji thoroughly plundering Momo. Yuji looked over at the young elf and nodded before wrapping his arms around Momo and pulling the younger man upright. Erion grinned and crawled over to sink his mouth over Momo's cock, his tongue swirling lasciviously around the head before the young elf swallowed Momo's cock to the root.

    Momo screamed, the double sensation of being plundered by Yuji and swallowed by Erion almost overloading his senses. Momo's hands fisted in Erion's silvery hair as the young elf drew back up along Momo's cock, his cheeks hollowed as he sucked hard, his tongue pressing firmly along the underside, while Yuji rode Momo's prostate mercilessly, his thick cock churning in Momo's ass as Erion's head sank forward again.

    "Oh, fuck, sensei." Momo screamed, and his balls tightened as Erion drew his mouth back on Momo's cock a final time, letting the tip of his tongue tease the sensitive cleft under the head. Momo howled again and came, and Erion purred as he drank down Momo's cum eagerly, swallowing spurt after spurt until he had milked Momo dry. Erion released Momo's cock with a soft plop and crawled to the top of the bed to watch Yuji as he rode Momo's prostate, dragging out Momo's orgasm even longer until finally Yuji roared and came, filling Momo's ass with his hot cum.

    Momo was trembling, spent and utterly sated, and Yuji eased his cock out of Momo's ass, lowering the younger man to the bed. Erion slipped off the bed, heading for the small refrigerator Yuji had put in his bedroom and pulling out bottles of water for all of them. Erion opened the bottle for Momo, and Momo took it gratefully, the cool water soothing his throat and restoring him a bit. Yuji leaned over to plunder Momo's mouth one more time, and Momo moaned happily into the kisses as Erion pressed against him, Erion's hard cock rubbing against Momo's thigh.

    Yuji looked over at Erion, and smiled wickedly. "Still so eager, my love? You think you can handle two of us?"

    Erion's silver eyes lit up and he launched himself into Yuji's arms, his lips seeking Yuji's plump lips eagerly. "Oh, fuck, yes, Yuji. I want you both."

    Momo looked at Erion, startled for a moment until he remembered how much Erion had enjoyed taking two cocks at once when Momo and Kansas had done that. Yuji had a gleam in his eyes as he looked over at Momo.

    "Are you up for this? You want to help me reduce this pretty little nympho to a puddle?" Yuji grinned as Momo's cock began to stiffen.

    "Yes, sensei," Momo breathed, watching the lithe little elf press himself against Yuji, wanton and purring. Yuji pulled Momo into the kiss as well, the three of them tangling tongues, Erion already mewling happily as Yuji stroked his pert ass.

    Erion was still nicely loosened, but Yuji coated his cock well with lube before pulling Erion over to him. Yuji sat back against the headboard, his legs folded under him, and Erion pressed his back to Yuji's chest as he straddled Yuji's strong thighs. Yuji nibbled one rosy ear tip as Erion rose up to let Yuji line his cock up with Erion's ass, and then Yuji guided the little elf down onto his cock.

    Momo drew in a sharp breath at the beautifully wanton sight of Yuji's thick cock disappearing into Erion's ass, and his hand dropped to his own cock as he stroked it lightly. Yuji caught the motion and grinned over Erion's shoulder.

    "Come on, my little love. Let's show Momo how good you are at this." Yuji tugged Erion backward, supporting the little elf on his chest. Erion's thighs were splayed, his eager little pucker wrapped deliciously around Yuji's cock. Yuji let his long fingers stroke the already stretched muscle, and then he slid one finger in alongside his cock, tugging on the tight ring as Erion moaned happily.

    Momo slicked his own cock well, watching as Yuji got both his forefingers in alongside his cock, opening Erion slowly and carefully as the little elf mewled. Momo leaned in to nibble at one peaked little nipple, and was rewarded with a howl of bliss as Erion bucked his hips upward. When Yuji decided Erion was loose enough, he nodded to Momo.

    Yuji withdrew until only the head of his cock was still in Erion's ass, and Momo moved forward to rise over Erion. His cock slid up along Yuji's cock until the head was resting against Erion's ass, and Momo pressed forward as Yuji held Erion still.

    "Oh, fuck," Erion moaned as Momo pressed a little harder. His pucker stretched a bit more, and Momo found the head of his cock sliding along Yuji's cock and past the tight ring, and both Yuji and Momo pressed themselves into Erion as far as possible.

    Erion screamed, tears of bliss tracking down his cheeks as he looked into Momo's eyes. Erion's silver eyes were bright with love and pleasure, and his slim hands gripped Momo's shoulders tightly as Momo and Yuji gave him a moment to adjust.

    "Move, please," Erion begged after a few moments. "Fuck me, make me scream."

    Momo looked at Yuji, and Yuji nodded, letting Momo make the first move. As Momo's cock slid against Yuji's cock, deep in Erion's ass, Momo gasped a little.

    "Sensei," Momo breathed, almost overwhelmed by the sheer tightness and the feel of Yuji's cock's next to his.

    Momo leaned forward and nibbled a kiss from Erion, his dark eyes locked on Erion's eyes, watching for any signs of pain or fear. Erion responded by wriggling his hips a little, grinding down on the two thick cocks buried in his ass, his own cock twitching and leaking precum onto his taut little belly.

    It was bliss for Momo, a fantasy he had never thought to realize, and if not for Erion, one he probably never would have done. Erion let his head fall back onto Yuji's shoulder, baring his throat to Momo and howling a little as Momo's sharp teeth grazed his tender skin. Momo's cock was pressed so tightly against Erion's prostate that even breathing was rocking Erion with waves of pleasure. Erion mewled again, beyond words by now, his whole world reduced to the delirious pleasure of being utterly filled.

    As Momo and Yuji thrust together, their cocks sliding against each other in the tight velvet heat of Erion's ass, Erion's back arched and the little elf screamed until his voice shattered, his cum searing as it painted Momo's chest. Erion's ass tightened even more, trying to clamp down on the two thick cocks inside him, and Momo groaned as Yuji screamed and came as well. The sheer heat of Yuji's cum, bathing Momo's cock as it slid inside Erion's spasming ass, pushed Momo over the edge, and he came as well, his cum mingling with Yuji's cum and trickling out of Erion's well stretched pucker.

    Momo shuddered through his orgasm, his dark eyes never leaving Erion's silver eyes, and Erion released Momo's shoulder and stroked his cheek, tender and loving. Then Erion's eyes fluttered closed and he went completely limp, as Yuji chuckled.

    "You first," Yuji told Momo, and Momo eased his cock out of Erion's ass, a trickle of cum following it. Momo helped Yuji lift Erion off his cock, and together they eased the unconscious little elf to the bed.

    "He's so pretty when he's fucked into unconsciousness, isn't he?" Yuji asked, pulling Momo over for a kiss.

    "Sensei," Momo moaned, falling into the kiss as Yuji plundered his mouth yet again. He moaned a little when Yuji finally broke the kiss.

    "Sleep," Yuji ordered, and laid down in the middle of the bed, gathering Erion into his arm and smiling as the little elf instinctively burrowed close to Yuji, his silver head in Yuji's shoulder. One slim hand rested on Yuji's chest, and Momo curled up on the other side of Yuji, his leg falling over Yuji's leg as Momo reached out to take Erion's hand in his. Yuji smiled a little, pressing a kiss to Erion's silver hair and then turning to give Momo a soft kiss.

    "Thank you," Yuji murmured, smiling into Momo's dark eyes.

    "Thank you, sensei," Momo replied, his eyes closing almost involuntarily, the last thing he registered being Yuji's chuckle before sleep carried Momo away.

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    The POV markers are indeed just as annoying. We're actually being treated like we're unable to gather that the POV has changed, and I was well past the "POV For Dummies" stage when I was ten. If you feel the need to put something in case we've missed the obvious change in tone between characters, be creative. Put a date, or something equally probable, followed by just a name. It's still an interruption but not as jarring.

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    Review Responses for AFF Challenge Prompt Lithium: Special of the Day

    From Apollo:

    Your Japanese obsession is showing :P Nice quick use of the prompt word with out turning it into a theme!

    Blame Neko for my obsession with Japanese men! :D It's a nice change from elves, though. And thank you! :D

    From Gslinger:

    Short and Sweet! And to point,and certainly one got it! Yo aren't Labs suppose to kept sanitary... doing that in a lab...LOL not sanitary! Anal G

    Labs are sort of like restaurant kitchens... best not to know what goes on in there! :D And thank you! :D

    From JayDee:

    Back to the prompts with a bang! From lithium flux to lithe man fucks... I wondered where you'd go with the title, it's good how you get the meal reference in a couple places without over-laboring it as less talented writers would have done. You even have a sequel hook with dessert :D

    Oh, gods, that's fecking brilliant wordplay! I adore you! :rofl: But thank you so much, and I'm glad I didn't overdo the meal references. You're so right, it's easy to get ham-handed and I re-read more times than I can count to try and catch that stuff. And oohh... sequel! ::watches Apollo cringe::

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    Review responses for AFF Challenge Prompt Gamma: Almost Home

    From JayDee:

    That was different! From Swords and Sorcery to Sci Fi! With a title like Almost Home and an MCD tag it wasn't hard to know that survival wasn't likely, but you still took it along an interesting turn, and then the end was genuinely suprising. Likable characters in the brief time, too.

    Thank you! It's always fun to try something new, and I'm glad you enjoyed my little venture into space! :D

    From anesor:

    I can understand her pain, and to still hear him and then not would be awful. But I fear all I can think is why take a resource like a ship with him?

    His raider was already damaged, hence the reason he did not survive, and he was locked onto the hull, so his ship could be scavenged for parts. Tierney, however, took a perfectly good raider with her...

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    Flashbacks. They can be a wonderful way to bring in some back story, or illuminate a character's motivation or reasons for reacting a certain way. But I need to rant just a teensy bit...

    Flashbacks should not need to be announced. Please. It's disruptive, and drags me right out of the flow of a story. I'm reading along happily, and there it is. The clue-by-four, in all caps and bold lettering. FLASHBACK. Now I've come to a full stop, and I'm yanked right out of my immersion in the story, and that's not fun at all.

    If you've been using a regular font, italics can serve to highlight a flashback. Really. It's how it's generally handled in the books you buy in bookstores. Or set it off another way, if you've already reserved italics for characters talking to themselves and bold lettering for mental telepathy. But please... no great big warnings that we are entering the flashback zone.

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    "Aishi teru, saiai. I will count the hours until I am your husband." Sand kissed Satoshi tenderly, his blue eyes bright with love. It was hard to let Satoshi leave, but Yuji's point was valid, and Sand contented himself with watching the car drive away until he could not see or hear it any longer.

    Sand retired to his room fairly early, curling up in bed with a book he had been meaning to read. He was vaguely aware of hearing Vale and Yuji closing up the house, and then it was still and quiet, giving Sand time to reflect on the wedding. Satoshi had been so beautiful as he left to go to his father's house, and Sand smiled as he thought of how far they had come since they had met again in Neverwinter. Satoshi was stronger now, and more secure, and every day Sand watched him grow more beautiful as he grew more confident. Their first wedding in Evereska had been wonderful, but this wedding was for them alone, and it would be magical.

    Sand heard a tiny cry from the baby monitor, and he slid out of bed and into his sleep pants, hurrying down the hall to Willow's room. Michi was just awake, her small face scrunched up in indignation, and Sand scooped her up with a radiant smile.

    "Sweets?" Willow said groggily. "You want to pass her to me for feeding?"

    "I will feed her, vanimaer. I am awake anyway, and I will enjoy the moment with our daughter." Sand leaned over to kiss Willow tenderly. "I love you, Willow."

    Willow chuckled and then yawned. "Go feed Michi, sweets."

    Sand took Michi downstairs and warmed her bottle, crooning to her softly in elven. The little half elf stared up at her father with wide eyes, and Sand bent his head to kiss a velvety cheek. He tested the bottle, and then went into the living room to give Michi her milk, watching her suck eagerly.

    "There you are, my sweet girl. Chichi has your milk for you tonight. We shall let mama have her rest, hmm?" Sand smiled down at the little half elf nestled in his arms. "Do you know what tomorrow is, tinuamin? Tomorrow, chichi and tousan are getting married. It is very exciting, ai'er. After tomorrow, chichi and tousan will also be your legal parents, which means that we will be able to decide what is best for you. Of course, we will always ask mama, too, because mama is very wise."

    Michi let Sand remove the bottle from her tiny mouth so that he could lift her to his shoulder and rub her back. He nuzzled her soft fuzz and when Michi had given him a nice burp, he cradled her again to give her the rest of the bottle.

    "I am a very lucky elf, do you know that, tinuamin?" Sand watched Michi drink, less hurried than before but still with great appetite. "I have tousan, and we have three wonderful children, and I have mama, and this whole amazing family of ours. I do not think there are many people as lucky as I am. I married tousan once before, back in my homeland. Elves do not think it is wrong to love another man. But now here, where tousan is from, it is considered right, and so I will marry tousan again. He is worth marrying twice, your tousan. I would marry him a thousand times if I could, to show him how much I love him."

    Michi finished her milk, and Sand rubbed her back again, coaxing forth another little burp or two. Sand held her against him, just breathing in the sweet scent of her and feeling her tiny heart beating against him. Michi's breathing began to even out, and Sand took her back upstairs to change her diaper and tuck her back into her crib.

    Willow was asleep again, and Sand took a moment to admire the beautiful woman who had given him such joy. His heart was so full of love that it was hard to slip quietly out of the room and head back to his own bed, but the anticipation of waiting until he could make love to his legal husband was well worth a night alone. Sand slipped under the covers and let himself fall into a peaceful reverie, Satoshi occupying his thoughts as he rested.

    The next morning was a whirlwind of activity. Sora and Hawk arrived with Maela to take charge of the smallest family members and give everyone else a chance to get ready. Sora promptly left for Satoru's house, since she and Satoru were going to escort Satoshi at the reception. Eryn and Hawk were going to do the same for Sand, but Eryn decided she wanted to meet at the temple, since she wanted to come with Satoru. Aika insisted only Maela could help her dress, and Yuji was delighted to let her have her way, giving Willow a bit of peace. Vale had Hikaru dressed in a gorgeous kimono in jade green, with a dark red obi, and he was busily trying to get dressed himself while Hikaru "helped." In the midst of all this, Mist and Santhiel arrived with Falon, all of them resplendent in traditional Japanese attire.

    The only one who was not flustered was Sand. Hawk shook his head as he wandered into Sand's room to see his brother brushing his hair, perfectly serene. Sand had asked Kai to redo his highlights, replacing the dark amethyst with a deep garnet color that caught the sunlight beautifully. Two kimono boxes were on the bed, one containing his formal black kimono for the ceremony, and the other holding his kimono for the reception. Sand was wearing only a towel slung around his slim hips, not yet ready to put on his finery, and he looked up at Hawk with a smile.

    Hawk had opted for Japanese traditional wear as well, at Sora's insistence, and his black divided hakama and slate-blue kimono were more than flattering to the warrior elf. His obi was a deep indigo, and Hawk had pulled his hair back into a low ponytail, and then braided it tightly.

    "You look marvelous, toror'alta." Sand turned back to finish brushing his hair, smiling as Hawk sat on the corner of the bed carefully.

    "How can you be so calm, toror'ai?" Hawk demanded. "I was ready to throw up and pass out right before my wedding, and that was at home."

    Sand chuckled. "It is easy to be calm when I know I am doing exactly the right thing. Marrying Satoshi is just that."

    Hawk snorted. "You're calm when you're doing exactly the wrong thing, too. But you're right. Marrying Satoshi here is exactly the right thing. You two belong together."

    "Where is Sora?" Sand asked. "Did she go over to meet atara?" He stood up and opened the box containing his formal kimono, touching the fabric reverently.

    "Yes, they're doing that getting dressed together thing." Hawk looked briefly mystified. "I don't know why they can't just get dressed, but then again, I also know better than to question it. She spent the morning helping Mist get dressed."

    Sand looked delighted. "Is Mist wearing a kimono as well? Really, you are all marvelous, do you know that? This shall be a perfect wedding." Sand reached for his fundoshi and dropped his towel.

    Hawk snickered a little. "I still can't get used to you voluntarily wearing smallclothes."

    "It is quite gratifying, actually, to see how much my husband enjoys me in fundoshi," Sand replied mildly. "I find it equally arousing when he wears one. It is a curious thing, is it not?"

    Hawk watched as Sand dressed quickly, the Japanese clothing suiting him perfectly. Sand seemed so at ease in it as well, and Hawk chuckled to himself, thinking of how Satoshi always teased Sand about being secretly Japanese. As Sand tucked a fan into his obi for the finishing touch, Hawk applauded softly.

    "You're gorgeous. Now let's go get you married." Hawk gave Sand a quick hug, and the two elves went downstairs to get sorted out for the drive to the temple.

    The monk who had married Kenji and Yori had offered to perform the wedding for Sand and Satoshi, to their delight. The families gathered in the temple, splitting into two groups with a few giggles as everyone sorted themselves out on the proper sides. Yuji and Kansas stood on Satoshi's side with Hideko and Tsutomo, while Vale wound up on Sand's side. Kenji and Yori, newly returned from their own honeymoon, stood with Satoshi's side as well. Momo grinned as Erion hurried over to join Mist, Santhiel, and Falon. Eryn smiled at Satoru and walked over to stand on Sand's side, while Hawk escorted Sora to Satoshi's side before walking over to stand with his younger brother. Maela held Michi in her arms and Hikaru stood proudly by Vale's side while Ryuu held Takara's hand and stood with Aika by Yuji and Willow.

    Sand and Satoshi stood facing the monk, and they read their vows in turn. The monk then read the wedding contract, his face lit by a wonderful smile. The three traditional cups of sake were presented, and Sand and Satoshi each took three sips from each cup. The family members were all served sake as well, with the exception of the children, and they drank once Sand and Satoshi were finished. The rings were brought out, and as Sand slipped the ring on Satoshi's finger, his face lit with the most radiant smile. Satoshi was just glowing as he placed his ring on Sand's finger, their bond throbbing with love as they kissed sweetly. Finally, Sand and Satoshi offered three small twigs of sakaki to the kami as an offering.

    It was off to the hotel then, for the reception, and Sand and Satoshi were each dragged off to change into their reception kimono. The guests assembled in the banquet room, everyone talking and finding their table and waiting for the happy couple to arrive. One corner of the room had been reserved as an area for the children, and Maela happily supervised with many giggles. Kohaku and Emiko had brought Kaede and Fuji, and Tomio and Sora had joined the rest of the children.

    The buzz of conversation ended when Sand and Satoshi finally arrived. To honor the traditional ways, they each entered through a door on the opposite side of the room, and as the guests and family members watched, Sora and Satoru escorted Satoshi to the center of the room to meet Sand who was escorted by Eryn and Hawk. A murmur of appreciation ran around the room as everyone watched Sand and Satoshi reach each other, the husbands having eyes only for each other.

    Satoshi was utterly breathtaking in charcoal and white striped hakama and a cherry-red silk kimono with delicate embroidery in rose-gold thread. Sand had chosen black and white striped hakama, and his kimono was royal blue silk with a brocaded pattern of cranes. The new husbands bowed to each other and then clasped hands as their lips met in the gentlest of kisses, their smiles as they did so triggering a round of applause.

    The celebration began in earnest then, with exquisite food and the finest sake being served. The music was soft while people were eating, and then things got livelier as the music picked up, the band taking requests. The guests and family mingled and there was increasing merriment as the sake continued to flow freely.

    Kenji and Yori stopped by to greet Sadao and some of the other instructors and students from the dojo that had been invited. Matsu and his wife Umeko were there as well, sitting with Kohaku and Emiko. Satoshi had invited some of his other friends and colleagues from the studio, and even some of the teachers from the music academy that knew the family had been invited. The Murai family had been invited, along with the posse and their families, to the delight of Kansas and Momo and Erion. Falon found himself tugged along to join the posse as well, his eyes bright with excitement at being included.

    At one point, Vale had requested a slow song, and swept Willow off to dance, his green eyes bright as they moved effortlessly together. Satoshi looked at Sand, his eyes bright, and Sand kissed Satoshi sweetly as they too began to dance, swaying together gracefully. Santhiel promptly pulled Mist to her feet and joined them, the elven couple looking at each other with such love that Falon blushed and muttered something to Erion about expecting a new sibling if they kept this up. Eryn and Satoru danced as well, and Hawk bowed and offered his hand to Sora with an impish grin that made her giggle even as she took his hand.

    Sand looked around for Satoshi, but Satoshi had disappeared. Sand was about to go in search of his husband, but Eryn touched his arm gently to ask him a question, and Sand smiled at his mother as he turned to answer. The band stopped, and there was an excited murmur, and Sand turned back to see Satoshi standing with the band.

    "I wanted to thank you all for coming today, to help Masato-san and I celebrate our marriage." Satoshi's cheeks were a little pink, but his smile was as beautiful as a sunrise. "In honor of our wedding, I wanted to sing something, a song I wrote to try and explain what Masato-san means to me. It barely begins to convey the love we share, but it's our song, and I can't think of a better time to sing it than now."

    Sand's eyes welled with tears of joy as the band began to play, and Satoshi's beautiful voice filled the room and his heart. Hawk slipped an arm around Sand's shoulders and guided Sand through the tables to stand in front of the band, Sand's eyes never once leaving Satoshi as Satoshi opened his bond with Sand to further bathe the elf in his endless love. When the final notes faded, there was a breathless silence.

    "Aishi teru, Masato-san," Satoshi said softly, and Sand crossed the space between them in a few swift strides to take Satoshi's hand and press a tender kiss to Satoshi's lips.

    "Oh, saiai, aishi teru." Sand's smile was as radiant as Satoshi's smile, and the room broke into applause.

    Kohaku walked over and took the microphone from Satoshi's hand with a bright smile. "I don't think I can even come close to matching that, but there's a little something that Masato-san wants to say to Satoshi-san, and I offered to sing it for him."

    Satoshi looked at Sand, and the two of them moved to one side to watch as Kohaku nodded to the band, their fingers laced together. When Kohaku's supple voice filled the room, Satoshi and Sand turned to each other as Satoshi listened to the beautiful words that declared Sand's eternal love for his Satoshi. More applause greeted Kohaku when he was done, and he bowed to the happy couple deeply, his joy for his friends apparent to everyone.

    The cake was brought out, a gorgeous confection covered in delicate sakura blossoms in spun sugar. Sand and Satoshi held the knife together to make the first cut, and then the waiters finished cutting the cake and serving it to the crowd. After the cake, some of the guests began to leave, and Sand and Satoshi were kept busy with farewells. They had the gifts waiting for the guests already, bottles of fine sake for the men and an exquisite plum wine for the women. There were special gifts for each of the children as well, to their delight. Once the crowd had thinned out, however, the whiskey came out, and things began to really liven up.

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