Iron Smut FMA contestant ring!

[mikkeneko]

This is the official writing post for the FMA Iron Smut event! Everyone, watch this thread for the contestants' stories!

Contestants, your smut flavor of the day is: Scar/Any alchemist.

Your theme is: The fall of Ishvar. (Please note that this theme does not exclude lighter or romantic fics.)

You have half an hour to consider what you want to do, OR to appeal to me for an alternative request -- although keep in mind that your alterate challenge may be no better! ^_~

[edit] 12:30: All right, contestants... start! After ten minutes, post your offering below. :D Then continue to post in the same thread for the ensuing time marks.

Good luck, and let's get smutting!

[edit] 2:00: Surprise! Contestants who have not yet finished, you have an extra ten minutes to round off your stories. A gift from your friendly mod. ♥

[edit] 2:10: Okay, contestants, put down your pens! It's time to vote. :)

Voting: Each participant will have two votes to distribute. You cannot vote for the same story twice, no matter how much you like it. In order to cast a vote, respond -- either signed in, or, preferably, anonymously, to the author's story thread.

You have until 2:30 to finish reading the stories and cast your votes. :)

Everyone, thanks for participating!

[edit] 2:30: And at the closing of the votes, it looks like we have a winner!
kawaiimae: four votes
jade_pen: four votes
kaltia: two votes
kaitou_marina: five votes

Congratulations, Kaitou!

Thanks to all the participants, assistants and judges! It was a lot of fun! We'll have to do this again sometime. *throws confetti*

Comments

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[kaitou-marina.livejournal.com]

If they weren't his memories, whose were they?

Some nights he was merely a spectator to the destruction, other nights he was lying in the middle of it, dying along with the country. And on the nights that were the worst, he felt every single life die with his own body -thisbodyhisbrothergavehimatwhatcost-. He would writhe in pain and scream and scream but nobody would come for him.

His brother was gone, how could he save him?

Punishment, punishment, the voices around him screamed sometimes -wediedforyou-.

But what was he being punished for?

On these nights, he felt more trapped than even when he dreamed of being sealed in armor.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[kaitou-marina.livejournal.com]

He dreamed of being older, but not being able to see his brother's face. Shadowed figures haunted him, taunted him, tortured him. A man with a maniacal grin threatened to break his body by exploding him.

And then there was the scarred man.

His face sometimes hidden from him by his subconscious, but he could remember red eyes and the stark contrast of the scar that criss-crossed his forehead against his dark skin, and the hard jawline. This was one dreamfigure he didn't fear. Somehow, he knew this one was safe.

As he dreamed again about toothy, terrifying grins and a thousand voices blaming him, the scarred man saved him once. He had been laying on the ground, back bent in horror at all the sheer agony coursing through his veins, and the scarred man's visage had appeared above him. Huge arms had slipped beneath his body and he was suddenly craddled to a heavy chest. The pain stopped. The pain had stopped.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[kaitou-marina.livejournal.com]

The scarred man carried him to safety as he shuddered in relief, pressing his pale forehead into the dark crook of the man's neck. He felt himself come to rest somewhere soft, safe. Yes, safe, at last. The man had laid him down somewhere and, with a very strange, rough tenderness belied by his size and invisible edges, he swept the hair from his eyes.

But now another gaping hole yawned open within him, and that feeling of missing sensation came roaring back. The scarred man had stood back up to leave, and he couldn't bear the thought of him being gone. His hand shot out before he could even think, grabbing at the man's thick wrist.

Don't. Go.

He pulled the man down next to him, and was immediately engulfed in warmth, scent. The scarred man smelled like the sun, like the baked stone of the desert. He buried his face in the man's chest, inhaling and reveling in the comfort it brought him. The man's hands were on his body, touching him almost curiously. He nodded, he wanted it hewantedthisandhecouldn'tsaywhy, and shivered as his skin was explored.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[kaitou-marina.livejournal.com]

The palms were rough and firm, but he wasn't afraid, he knew the man wouldn't hurt him. He smiled at the thought of someone admiring this body, it was the one his brother had given his everything for. He could feel this touch now, because of that.

The scarred man seemed as though he somehow understood. His touches weren't reverent, but they were very near to it.

The voices screamed at him again -prideinthatbodywediedfor!-, but then he realized it was him screaming. The scarred man's arms were around him, his weight on him and he calmed again. Ah, he was so warm, too warm, hot, burning...

It was as though he'd been lost in the sands and was dying of thirst, and the clouds had opened upon him. He ran his hands over the body above him and drank in every sensation of touching him. The man's breath was in his ear and he answered with his own gasps. This feeling was so foreign to him, but he wanted to experience it. He had to fill that maw inside of him with sensation of every sense. The color of his skin, the smell of him, his touch... taste...

He sucked on the man's shoulder and salt and earth filled his mouth. The scarred man reciprocated, leaving a line of wet trails down his chest.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[kaitou-marina.livejournal.com]

The man's breath ghosting over the dampness left a confusion of hot and cold tattooed on his skin.

A hand was on him now, stroking, and he cried out, clinging to the scarred man's shoulders. It was almost too much, a fine edge that made him tense, relax, arch, move, move, move...

The hand was gone and he moaned in frustration nonodon'tleavemelikethis!, but then another sensation overtook him. The scarred man's fingers were inside him. Inside his body! Something about that brought some dim flash of memory and he shuddered as he clung to the man's shoulders, shifting his hips to get a better angle.

It burned, but he enjoyed it. It was feeling. As long as he felt, it was all right to hurt. Feeling was all that mattered. His head was thrown back and he was gasping, clamping down on the fingers inside him...

He found himself back in the man's arms, and something strange was being murmered in his ear. He couldn't understand. It was like hearing him through water, he couldn't understand, he couldn't understand.

"I don't understand," he said, though he never remembered speaking outloud in these dreams before.

The man surged inside him and he choked on a gasp.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[kaitou-marina.livejournal.com]

The world was pain for a moment, and he tensed against it. But, it wasn't the pain of people dying. No, no, this was different, so he welcomed it, embraced it. He moved with the man as he started a swift rhythm within him. He folded his knees to the man's sides and just moved, riding him though the man was the one above him, strangled noises rushing between his teeth.

He suddenly realized what the scarred man had said. Forgiveness. This was forgiveness. Everyone forgave him. He must forgive himself, forgive his brother, forgive the scarred man, forgive everyone... forgive, forgive

forgive...

The rhythm went ragged, he felt ragged and he shouted as he came against the man's taut stomach, a name he shouldn't have remembered.

"Scar...!"

The man rumbled "Alphonse...!" into his ear, then arched and froze within him, coming in a warm rush.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[kaitou-marina.livejournal.com]

The voices told him he was a sinner, but he ignored them. He was lost in the ebbing waves of ecstasy, just breathing, smiling at the scarred man above him. But the man's face was dark with something unreadble, and has he suddenly got up to leave, he tried to reach out for him, but he slipped from his grasp.

-noforgivenessforhimjustforyou...-

"I can't save you again..." was the last thing he heard.

When Al opened his eyes that morning, he felt sick.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[(Anonymous)]

This one gets my vote. :) Sweet and romantic and tragic and scariffic.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[(Anonymous)]

Favorite!!

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[(Anonymous)]

Vote 2! I like the nice simple style here. Sexy, clean, and angsty! Yes!

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[(Anonymous)]

This gets my second vote. It feels finished. That's a positive thing.

Re: Starting over, because she's a retard <3

[(Anonymous)]

One vote from me!