Karsh: *He walked down stairs, heading to his room in Viper Manor. He had delivered some papers to Lord Viper and talked about something - he didn't actually remember what was it, anymore. His mind was occupied in only one thing... or person. //Norris....// What he had done in the library kept haunting him. He sighed and turned around the corner, just wanting to go to his room and try to think of something else.*

Norris: *He was heading through the hallways of Viper Manor, intent upon reaching the library. Despite what had happened there, it had become a sort of refuge for him. Paying more attention to his feet than what was ahead of him, he accidently bumped into someone* Sorry, I wasn't... *He notices who it is.* Oh, it's you.

Karsh: .....! *He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. Unfortunately, staying calm wasn't one of Karsh's best qualities. //You... Norris. Well, say something to him.// He had raped the blond... But he found himself wanting to die because of that. //I'm sorry, ya know... Damn it! I... Just tell him that, you idiot.// He quickly took a step back, cutting the gunman's path.* Norris...

Norris: *He glared at Karsh* Get out of my way. //Or do you have something else planned for me? Damned if I'll let it happen again.// *His hand moved to rest upon his gun.*

Karsh: Hey, calm down, you don't need that, ya know. I don't... *He glanced at the gunman, taking another deep breath. //You'd want to kill me, eh. Well, can't blame ya...// Karsh didn't have his weapon - he didn't need to carry his axe with him inside the Manor. So, fighting wasn't an option if the blond gunman would decide to draw his gun.* Hey, really. I just wanna talk...

Norris: *His hand didn't move.* Why should I trust you?

Karsh: Hey, I'm unarmed. And we're in the corridor, so anyone could come... Good enough? *He glanced around quickly, not much interested in the thought of someone seeing them talking. But he didn't have much choice at the moment.*

Norris: *He let the hand drop, but distrust was still evident in his eyes.* You have a point. What do you want?

Karsh: Just to... say something. About... *He stopped, not knowing what to say. He was trying to apologize. But how? How to apologize something like that... //Damn//*

Norris: About what, Karsh? I don't plan to spend the entire day standing here.

Karsh: Dammit, waitaminute. I was gonna say that... *He gritted his teeth a bit, still trying to figure out what to say. It was obvious Norris didn't want to stay near to him any longer.* Ya know, that...

Norris: Look Karsh, either say whatever it is that you want to say now, or get out of my way. *He tried to move past Karsh.*

Karsh: *He took a step sideways, blocking the gunman's path again.* Now listen, ya... *Fire flashed shortly in his wine-red eyes, but then he managed to calm down again.* Look, I just wanna say I'm sorry that...

Norris: You're... sorry. *He dropped his gaze to the floor.* You raped me... and you're sorry about it...

Karsh: So? What I did was wrong. And I'm sorry. I feel bad for that, ya know. I... //...what? Dammit, what's wrong with me... Why am I sorry?// Look, Norris, I know you probably hate me, but...

Norris: *He looked back up at the other man.* I should hate you, shouldn't I? //Then why don't I?//

Karsh: Well, maybe ya should. How should I know? //Damn, I'm not good at this stuff... Why do I care so much, anyway?// *He took a few deep breaths, trying to plan carefully what to say next.* Ya know...

Norris: *He spoke again in a much more gentle tone.* What?

Karsh: //...ya look very pretty? The hell am I thinking....// I just mean, I'm really sorry. I feel bad hurting you like that...

Norris: You... feel bad? Why did you do it then, Karsh? *He looked hurt.*

Karsh: I can't explain that kinda thing... I guess I wanted... //Revenge. But it feels so wrong now. Now I only want... Dammit, I want you, Norris.//

Norris: If you'd've asked... *He bit his lip, abruptly stopping.* //It doesn't matter now, does it?//

Karsh: Asked? I... I'm not good at talkin', anyway! *Suddenly, he took a step forward, stopping very close to the gunman, and drew the blond closer for a passionate kiss. //Dammit, you're gonna kill me now... But I... don't mind...//*

Norris: *He leaned into the other man's arms, and returned the kiss for a few moments. Once he realized what he was doing, he pulled back.* Karsh... no...

Karsh: .... //"No". I... can't do it like that again... Dammit, I want you, but...// *He let go of the younger man, moving farther.* I'm sorry... I just...

Norris: *He looked sadly at the other man, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes.* If you would've asked, I wouldn't have said no, Karsh. But you didn't. And now... I just don't know...

Karsh: Norris... //You would've said...? But what about now? You have every reason to hate me now... And why the hell do I want you so much?// *He lowered his gaze, turning to stare at the floor. Now he really just wanted to die.*

Norris: ... *He turned his back on Karsh and began to slowly walk away.*

Karsh: Norris, wait! *He took a few quick steps towards the gunman and grabbed his arm.* Don't ya leave like that. I wanted to... I want to... Dammit, I want you!

Norris: *He stopped suddenly, fear welling up inside him. This was exactly like in the library.* Karsh, please, not again. I don't think that I could stand another time. *He strained against the grip on his arm, trying to break free.*

Karsh: Stop fighting.... Please. I don't wanna hurt you. What can I do to make you believe that? I... *He drew the blond closer, gently touching his face.* Please, Norris...

Norris: *He stopped struggling, instead staring into Karsh's eyes.* I want to trust you,but I'm afraid.

Karsh: Please, Norris, trust me this time. *He smiled slightly, looking back into the gunman's blue eyes. //So beautiful...// Gently, he pressed his lips against the younger man's.*

Norris: *He returned the kiss this time, not trying to pull away.* //Do I dare trust him? Or does it matter anymore? I can't get him off my mind. I want this so badly...//

Karsh: *He wrapped his arms around the younger man, forgetting the fact that they were still standing in the middle of the corridor. He pulled away from the kiss, smiling.* Will you let me... this time, if I ask?

Norris: *He hesisitated, unsure of what to do. He was still very afraid, but the fear was slowly giving way to other emotions. And besides, he felt so safe in Karsh's arms. In the end, that feeling of safety was what decided it.* Yes.

Karsh: Then... I promise... you can trust me... *He sighed silently, feeling a lot better now. Then he kissed the blond again, this time very passionately. He lifted the younger man up, carrying him to his bedroom.*

Norris: *He leaned his head on the other man's shoulder, closing his eyes. There was still fear, yes, but it was rapidly being replaced by other emotions, want and need the most predominant. His mind cried out for him to turn and flee, to remember what happened last time, but he ignored it. For him, at this moment, there only things that mattered were the strong arms holding him.*

Karsh: Norris... *Carefully, he placed the blond on the bed, kneeling down next to him for another passionate kiss. His hands worked with the gunman's uniform. He dropped the clothes to the floor.* Why do ya Porre officers have to wear so complicated uniforms... *He noted, grinning as he started working with Norris' belt buckle.*

Norris: *He grinned at Karsh* To drive you Dragoons crazy, I suppose. *His hand moved almost of its own accord, reaching out to stroke Karsh's silken hair.* Your hair is beautiful.

Karsh: Hah. Thanks. You have pretty eyes, ya know... *He grinned, pulling off the gunman's boots. Then the proceeded to remove the blue pants.* Heh, and you're very pretty, anyway...

Norris: *He blushed lightly, but didn't remove his hand from Karsh's hair.* Am I really?

Karsh: Yep. Now... *He kissed the blond quickly, then got up and finished undressing the gunman. He smiled to he blond mischievously.* Ya see, there're a couple of good things in wearing this kinda clothes... *Quickly, he removed his white clothes, then lay down on the bed next to the younger man.*

Norris: *He wrapped his arms around Karsh, drawing himself closer to the older man. Almost hesitantly, he lifted his head, meeting the other's mouth for a kiss.*

Karsh: *He returned the kiss passionately. His hands wandered lower on the gunman's body, stopping to caress the small nubs on the smooth chest.*

Norris: *He gasped into the kiss. His own hands moved slowly down Karsh's back, tracing the line of the other man's spine.*

Karsh: *He broke the kiss, grinning to younger man.* How about... *He kissed the gunman's neck, moving lower slowly, capturing one nipple between his lips. His right hand traced down Norris' smooth skin, stopping between the blond's legs.*

Norris: *He moaned.* Karsh... please... *His fingers dug into the other man's back.*

Karsh: Already? Hey, calm down a bit... *He grinned, continuing to caress the younger man. True, he did want to take Norris now, but he felt guilty about hurting him earlier, and now he wanted to make sure that the blond enjoyed every bit of this.*

Norris: *He buried his head in the junction of Karsh's neck and shoulder, gently nipping the skin there with his teeth. His hips began to move involuntarily in reaction to Karsh's touch. It all felt so good, and this time there was no fear covering the other emotions.*

Karsh: Heh... *He nibbled the hard nub gently with his teeth, while stroking Norris' length with his hand. He was quite amazed of his own self-control, as normally he'd already taken the blond... //Heh... But not now. I'll make sure you really want it this time, Norris...//*

Norris: *He moaned loudly into Karsh's shoulder.* Karsh, please...

Karsh: Just wait a little longer... *His hand continued caressing the length while he raised his face, glancing around quickly. //Hmm. If I don't want to hurt him, we'll need some lubricant...// He noticed a bottle of some lotion on the nightstand and grinned. //That'll do...// He stopped fondling the blond for a few seconds to grab the bottle, and rubbed some of the lotion on his hand.*

Norris: *His back arched as Karsh worked a long finger into him. He bit his lip, trying to keep from crying out. It hurt, but he couldn't stop his body from moving so that the digit was drawn further in.*

Karsh: *He smiled to the blond, moving his finger a bit.* I know that hurts a bit, but try to relax, will ya? *He shifted his position a bit, moving lower to kiss the tip of Norris' erection, then took the length to his mouth.*

Norris: *His hands tangled in Karsh's hair, stroking it softly. Low moans began coming from his mouth at regular intervals.*

Karsh: *He was starting to have hard time controlling himself. //Just a bit longer, dammit...// Carefully, he pushed another finger in, to make sure that Norris would be ready. He sucked gently, pleased to hear the blond's moans. //He'll be ready soon enough...//*

Norris: *His hips began thrusting of their own accord, forcing his member deeper into Karsh's mouth. The pain caused by the fingers was rapidly being replaced with pleasure.*

Karsh: //Aw.... dammit, I can't take this any longer...// *He changed position so that he was between Norris' legs, and gently nudged them apart some more. He withdrew his fingers, carefully replacing then with his member. //Damn careful now Karsh, you don't wanna hurt him...//*

Norris: *He couldn't help wincing a little. He shifted slightly, trying to find a better position.*

Karsh: *He stopped for a few seconds, taking a deep breath. He didn't want to hurt Norris in any way. //Careful now...// He started moving slowly, pressing his lips against the blond's again.*

Norris: *He returned the kiss passionately, slowly growing used to having Karsh inside him. It really didn't hurt that much, and it felt so good.*

Karsh: *He continued kissing the gunman, carefully starting to move faster, finding a smooth rhythm. Norris' eager response to the kiss made him feel more encouraged, and he thrust a bit harder, his self-control still barely holding.*

Norris: *He wrapped his arms tightly around Karsh's neck, rubbing his body against the other man's.* //I never thought anything could feel so good.//

Karsh: *He closed his eyes, concentrating only on kissing the blond, and to stay calm as he kept thrusting. It felt good, better even before. //Just... a little longer...// His wrapped his arms around the younger man's neck, breathing heavily under their passionate kisses, trying to stay calm as he felt how close he was to releasing.*

Norris: *Moaning erotically, he felt his body tense, preparing itself for release. White spots appeared before his eyes, and suddenly he came, wetting his and Karsh's lower bodies.* KARSH!

Karsh: Norris... *He mumbled, too lost in the bliss to think straight anymore. He thrust in a couple more times, then the pleasure completely took over his body as he finally released.* Norris... yer great, ya know... *He grinned tiredly, pressing his face against the younger man's shoulder, just wanting to rest.*

Norris: *He blink several times, unable to think straight.* I am?

Karsh: Yup... Now... *He withdrew from the younger man, lying down on the bed next to him.* Really great.... *he mumbled, kissing the blond on the cheek softly. He smiled and drew the gunman closer, half asleep already.*

Norris: *He smiled, resting his head on Karsh's chest. He was asleep almost before his eyes closed.*