Fic- Your Arms Around Me
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mindcrackloveSo now it's all prettied up and ready for posting here! So enjoy SMS Medieval AU!
The ballroom of King Etho’s castle was bustling with activity in preparation for King Beef’s arrival. Servants were prepping tables, decorating the room and the adjoining hallways, and anyone who could be sparred was helping in the kitchens. In the middle of all the havoc of preparations, was the king’s adviser, Zisteau, who was making sure everything went smoothly. Usually he’d be attending King Etho at all times, but seeing as the only assistance he needed at the present time was what to wear, Zisteau had found that he was much more helpful downstairs.
As the day continued, everything started to fall into place. The ballroom was decked with only the finest and looked gorgeous, especially with the sun filtering through the tall windows. The tables were adorned with long dark blue table clothes, ready to be served with only the best the cooks had to offer. The courtyard just outside was ready to be lit for when night fell. As more tasks were finished, more people began going away to personally get ready, ridding themselves of their dusty and dirty clothes and making themselves presentable. Zisteau didn’t rest, staying on site just in case something happened.
By the time there was one hour left till the king would arrive, Zisteau still hadn’t gotten ready. So Etho himself (done with his own preparations) had to drag his assistant to his room in order for him to stop working and clean up.
When the King arrived, dusk had fallen and the servants were lighting the candles. The entirety of King Etho’s court was standing on the steps to the castle. Each person was either wearing the royal colors, blue and gray, or displaying the coat of arms, a simple shields containing a white tiger, ready to strike, as well as flowers wrapping around swords. Zisteau was at his usual place at the king’s right side, clean and free of any dirt.
King Beef arrived on horseback, with the rest of his servants and court right on his heels. He dismounted, white cape fluttering around him as he kicked up some dirt. He strode up to Etho, grinning broadly as he gave him a large hug.
Zisteau’s eyes flickered from the two kings to a certain member of the visiting king’s party. He was also situated at his king’s right side, rather now, the right side of his king’s horse. The man himself was astride a large white horse, reigns held stiffly in his hands. Zisteau smirked; Kurt never had been one for riding horses, preferring to walk over any other mode of transport.
He briefly noticed that the two kings had broken apart from their hug, now talking about whatever it was king talked about. Zisteau knew he should probably be listening incase if a problem arose, but he knew the two kings were best of friends and the likelihood that any conflict would come about was very small.
Besides, now that the kings were done hugging, it was a secret sign for everyone else to dismount and start to greet each other, giving him a better view of Kurt. He was wearing is usual white trimmed glasses and brown over coat. On the left breast was the coat of arms for Beef’s family, showing two meat cleavers and the horns of an ox. He ran a hand through his messy brown hair before glancing at Zisteau. The two locked eyes for a moment and shared a secret smile before moving on.
Beef shook Zisteau’s hand and continued around to the rest of the people standing on the stairs. The rest of Beef’s court went to shake the rest of Etho’s court’s hands and by the end of it they were all in the mood for a party.
As they all entered the castle, Zisteau leaned over to his king and whispered, “Am I done with my duties, sire?”
Having seen how he and Kurt had looked at each other, the king smiled, sure in his assumption. He was sure to tease Z about it after the party, but for now…
"As you wish," Etho replied, the smile still playing on his lips.
Zisteau grinned, giving a quick nod of thanks before he ran off to find where ever Kurt had gone off to.
His search lead him to the floor just above the grand hall, where the musicians would normally play, letting the music wash over any visiting guests. Kurt was leaning over the banister, watching as the two royal courts slowly made their way through the hall. He was completely unaware that anyone had joined him on the second floor.
Zisteau walked quietly across the carpet. When he was within arm’s distance of Kurt, he reached around Kurt, dragging him close, startling him.
"Guess who?" he whispered into Kurt’s ear.
"Hmmm, I wonder…" Kurt said, tapping his chin. He turned around, still acting confused, but smiling.
Zisteau adjusted his grip on the other courtier so his hands were resting on Kurt’s hips. He rested his forehead on Kurt’s, being mindful of Kurt’s white rimmed glasses.
He couldn’t help softening his smile as he looked into his lover’s eyes. “Hi.”
Kurt smiled back, just as softly, “Hi yourself.”
Both of them closed the gap between them at the same time. Their lips slid together, a familiar path taken after so many stolen moments. Kurt’s hands slid up Zisteau’s arms and rested on his shoulders. They kissed languidly, never pulling apart for more than a few seconds.
When they broke apart, each felt their lips to be swollen and hot.
"Well," Kurt said, face flushed, "that was some welcome."
"Only for you," Zisteau smirked.
"Well I’d hope so. Hate to see how some of these stewards would react to being kissed like that."
Zisteau could only laugh at that, a loud laugh that Kurt had been missing for months. The laughter was contagious as he too joined in.
When they had both calmed down, Zisteau brought down of Kurt’s hands. He rubbed a small circle in his palm. He looked back up at Kurt.
"I missed you," he admitted.
Kurt smiled, then ducked his head down. “I did too.”
"But you know what, I got the whole night off. So-"
Zisteau moved quickly, pulling the two of them away from the bannister. He dipped Kurt with all the fluidity as someone who had been doing it for a long time. Peppering Kurt’s neck and chin with kisses, he continued, “We.” kiss “Have.” kiss, kiss “The entire.” kiss “Night.”
Kurt giggled, groaning softly as Zisteau continued to kiss him, “I like that plan.”
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Constructive criticism is always appreciated!
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Date: Saturday, July 5th, 2014 03:21 am (UTC)<3
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Date: Saturday, July 5th, 2014 03:58 am (UTC)(I prefer Where No One Goes from HTTYD 2 personally.)
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Date: Saturday, July 5th, 2014 01:55 pm (UTC)And I was only just recommended this song for another prompt, I still haven't seen HTTYD2 yet.
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Date: Saturday, July 5th, 2014 11:41 am (UTC)I just wanna know how Etho would tease Z afterwards, sounds like it would be hilarious :3
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Date: Saturday, July 5th, 2014 01:57 pm (UTC)It would, wouldn't it? :P
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