[Fic] The Critic, PG-13 (Anissina/Gwendal)

[poisonangel]

Author/Artist: poisonangel7
Characters/Pairings: Anissina/Gwendal
Word Count: 692
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Adult themes
Author's Note: Written for kkm_challenge. Prompt: "What If Anissina Built Speak-Your-Mind-kun?"



After years of his mother trying to set them up, somehow the unbelievable had actually happened. Gwendal and Anissina were in a relationship—and not just the dysfunctional friendly association of a relationship they had shared since childhood. They were actually dating and kissing and doing other unmentionable things.

For instance, he was letting her style his hair when they were alone.

Tonight, they had plans to ride into town and see a play. There was a box seat reserved and a bottle of wine chilling. But instead of making their way to town, they were still in Anissina's laboratory.

After the sixth time she said, "just five more minutes," Gwendal looked around for something to occupy his time. He passed up interaction with her inventions since he wasn't a complete masochist. Instead, he picked up her latest novel and began to read.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed when an Anissina-shaped shadow obscured the text from view.

"I see you got to the good part," she said proudly with a gleam in her blue eyes.

Gwendal just grunted and normally he would have left it at that, but for some reason he found himself elaborating. "Your sex scenes are completely unrealistic."

He expected some sort of explosive response, but she just smiled instead, so he continued. "Neither of the men in your story are experienced, but their encounter goes on for pages."

"Who wants to read a short sex scene?" She countered.

"Who wants to read an unrealistic one?" Gwendal asked.

Anissina folded her arms defensively across her chest, but before she could retort, he brought up another point.

"Speaking of being unrealistic, most couples experiment. One person isn't always on the bottom with the other on the top even if it is usually one way or the other."

"I didn't depict their entire lifetimes, just a small part of it," she began before being cut off by the suddenly talkative Gwendal.

"Right, the part where they get together and fall in love and have sex for the first time with each other and then manage to go all night, getting three or four rounds in. They aren't women. Some of us need a refractory period."

"Just because my characters are better than typical..."

"And another thing, you kept referring to their smooth, supple skin," Gwendal began. "When was the last time you touched a man who was smooth and supple?"

Her brow rose in amusement, but he shot her a warning look that told her to keep whatever comment she was about to make to herself.

"Men have hair. If men shave that hair then they have bumps or stubble. And don't even get me started on all this licking they are doing to each other. They aren't covered in honey, Anissina. Besides, they'd have to stop every few minutes to spit out the hair that was getting caught in their teeth."

The redhead made a face, "I can't write something like that. It isn't sexy at all!"

"Sex isn't sexy," Gwendal argued.

"This isn't sex. It is a book. It is about creating a mood and evoking emotions, not getting into the disgusting details that go into things."

His eyebrow arched slightly. "Disgusting?"

She could feel her cheeks warm slightly. It must be from all the work of dealing with Gwendal. "That's right. Disgusting," she said, holding her ground.

The eldest prince stood from the chair and wrapped an arm around Anissina's small waist. "That's too bad. Besides," his lips dipped close to her throat. She could feel his breath against her skin. "I've always thought it was worth it."

"Gwen…dal…" She closed her eyes as she felt his mouth warm and wet upon her. "The play…"

"If it is good they will do it another night. I feel like making a book."

She gave him a playful slap on the shoulder. "That was an awful metaphor. Leave the writing to me."

He sighed slightly, "I always do."

She smirked as they left her laboratory, casting a glance back to her latest invention. She was definitely marking down Speak-Your-Mind-kun as a success.

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