31_days | [August 8] [Tales of Rebirth] Rest in the Clover

Title: Rest in the Clover
Day/Theme: Aug. 8, 2011 "the celebrated strangeness of another"
Series: Tales of Rebirth
Character/Pairing: Mao/Eugene
Rating: PG-13
Author's comment: for

littlelinor. Now I want to write more about them!

Fur, fur, fur, short and sleek and silky. Mao pressed his face to Eugene's chest and took a deep breath. His strength was evident to Mao in the slight aroma of sweat in his scent.

They'd been training hard that afternoon and when Eugene stripped off his armor and his shirt and flopped down into the cushion-y clover, Mao hadn't hesitated in following his lead, pulling his gray-blue shirt over his head and tossing it into the grass. He'd already discarded his jacket halfway into their training session due to the heat. It currently lay flipped over a dry, broken tree branch. There'd be some tidying up to do once their break was over.

"Eugene, your fur is so pretty."

The big Gajuma patted his companion's tousled red head, "Thank you, Mao."

"If I had fur, what color do you think it would be?" Mao rolled over, resting the back of his head on Eugene's chest and attempting to look backward and up into his eyes. "Reddish, probably?"

"That sounds like a reasonable guess."

"And fur is not only attractive, it's also convenient..." The boy scanned his eyes over Eugene's form. "...Is there anywhere that you're not furry, Eugene? Because I haven't seen it."

"Well, there is one part of my body that isn't covered with the same thick coat..."

"Oh?" Mao lifted his head, "Let me see, let me see!"