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[August 5] [Fate/stay night] Transfer Procedures
Title: Transfer Procedures
Day/Theme: August 5 - Supply and demand.
Series: Fate/stay night
Character/Pairing: Archer/Rin
Rating: PG-13
Notes: One day, I will write legitimate Archer/Rin. One day. Um, pointless fluff.
Rin drifted into awareness slowly. She cursed silently at the sun and rolled over, intending to go back to sleep.
That is, until she bumped into another warm body and panic forced her to wake up fully.
The body shifted in its sleep, but did not wake up. Its silver hair was disheveled, but its face was oddly peaceful, and Rin realized that its arms were wrapped around her.
Oh, it’s just Archer.
Wait a minute, why is Archer in my bed!?
Forcing herself to calm down, Rin tried to remember what had happened the night before.
Gilgamesh. They’d fought the Archer-class Servant from the previous war, and survived. And somehow, after a difficult battle and through Archer’s Unlimited Blade Works, they’d actually won.
They had barely dragged themselves home before Archer, with a seriousness Rin hadn’t known he possessed, informed her that the battle had used up most of his mana supply.
Rin knew what that meant, knew what she had to do, and accepted.
After that…
His lips on hers. His hands everywhere, teasing, caressing. His name ragged on her lips. Her filled, him fulfilled, them both riding out the waves of pleasure until they reached their peak-
A-After that, she’d fallen asleep, exhausted. And that brought her to… right now.
She was never going to be able to look Archer in the eye ever again.
They’d had s- transferred mana. It… it had been to prevent Archer from fading away, so she couldn’t say she regretted it…
What exactly was she going to say to him when he woke up?
Almost as if on cue, he pulled her closer, unconsciously mumbling her name.
She stared at him for a few seconds before sighing and resting her head against him. I’ll think of something later, she thought as she drifted back to sleep.
Day/Theme: August 5 - Supply and demand.
Series: Fate/stay night
Character/Pairing: Archer/Rin
Rating: PG-13
Notes: One day, I will write legitimate Archer/Rin. One day. Um, pointless fluff.
Rin drifted into awareness slowly. She cursed silently at the sun and rolled over, intending to go back to sleep.
That is, until she bumped into another warm body and panic forced her to wake up fully.
The body shifted in its sleep, but did not wake up. Its silver hair was disheveled, but its face was oddly peaceful, and Rin realized that its arms were wrapped around her.
Oh, it’s just Archer.
Wait a minute, why is Archer in my bed!?
Forcing herself to calm down, Rin tried to remember what had happened the night before.
Gilgamesh. They’d fought the Archer-class Servant from the previous war, and survived. And somehow, after a difficult battle and through Archer’s Unlimited Blade Works, they’d actually won.
They had barely dragged themselves home before Archer, with a seriousness Rin hadn’t known he possessed, informed her that the battle had used up most of his mana supply.
Rin knew what that meant, knew what she had to do, and accepted.
After that…
His lips on hers. His hands everywhere, teasing, caressing. His name ragged on her lips. Her filled, him fulfilled, them both riding out the waves of pleasure until they reached their peak-
A-After that, she’d fallen asleep, exhausted. And that brought her to… right now.
She was never going to be able to look Archer in the eye ever again.
They’d had s- transferred mana. It… it had been to prevent Archer from fading away, so she couldn’t say she regretted it…
What exactly was she going to say to him when he woke up?
Almost as if on cue, he pulled her closer, unconsciously mumbling her name.
She stared at him for a few seconds before sighing and resting her head against him. I’ll think of something later, she thought as she drifted back to sleep.