Gundam00 - Taste
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squeaklingsTitle: Taste
Wordcount: 1050
Fandom: Gundam00
Rating: R
Warnings: Almost noncon, Hallelujah, language. Dark fic set sometime after S2-7 and ignoring events in the last few episodes. (Note: this would be that "other fic" I mentioned with the last one.)
Summary: Allelujah doesn't always have the control he thinks he does.
’Allelujah’
He ignored the voice as he’d been doing for months, his jaw clamped tightly shut. Inside the adjacent bathroom he could hear the shower, and inside his head he could see Hallelujah grin before an image of Marie flashed through his mind.
’I want to taste her too, Allelujah.’
His jaw hurt. Shut up.
‘I’m part of you. I should get some fun, too.’ His arms wrapped around Allelujah, cold and strong. More images of Marie flashed past and Allelujah squeezed his eyes shut tight enough that he saw spots even as he knew the gesture was useless. Hallelujah laughed and continued the barrage, the images warping until there was nothing but pain and humiliation. ’C’mon, Allelujah. Don’t you want to?’
No!
The water turned off in the shower and Allelujah’s blood ran cold. Hallelujah laughed and pushed against the other’s consciousness, his lips brushing Allelujah’s ear.
’Just a little fun, Allelujah. Let me fuck her, too.’
No! He pushed Hallelujah back as hard as he could as Marie stepped into the room, her damp hair hanging around her shoulders and a pale towel held loosely around her body. She paused and stared at him in that way that she did when she knew something was wrong and he forced a smile.
“I’m fine, Marie. Just a headache.”
She hesitated and then joined him on the bed, leaving the towel in a neat pile in the basket. She placed a warm hand to his forehead and he reached up to take it.
“Really, I’m fine.”
She continued to study his face, and he was about to speak up again when she nodded slightly. “…Alright.” He kissed her fingers to reassure her and she smiled softly.
He stayed sitting up as she laid down beside him, the covers pulled up just past her chest. He wanted to run his fingers through her hair, but Hallelujah pushed at his mind, stronger and stronger with each touch.
’C’mon, Allelujah, it’ll be fun! I’ll do things you’d never try.’
Shut up. Pain spiked through his head as he pushed Hallelujah back and he doubled over, gasping silently. He couldn’t wake Marie.
’Let me, Allelujah.’ He pushed harder and his fingers dug into Allelujah’s body. The cold was numbing. ’Let me out, Allelujah!’
The pain spiked again and Allelujah couldn’t stop his choked scream. His hands clawed at his face in a vain attempt to keep Hallelujah back, but the other man thrust him aside ruthlessly.
“Finally.” Hallelujah ran his hands through his hair as he pulled them away from his face. “That guy actually put up a fi—” He grinned as the cool barrel of the gun pressed to the side of his head. “You gonna shoot, woman?”
Soma glared at him as she knelt in a pile of blankets and cocked the gun. Hallelujah’s grin widened.
“I will not let you touch us.”
“Big words.” He turned his head so he could look at her and didn’t flinch as the barrel pressed against his temple with enough force to bruise.
“Why are you here?”
“I could ask the same.” He eyed her naked body. “Maybe I just wanted a good fuck.”
Her eyes narrowed but she made no move to cover herself and the gun stayed firm against his skin.
’Hallelujah, stop!’ Allelujah pushed against his other self as he tried to wrest back control, but was brushed aside.
“Shut up Allelujah.” His grin faded. “It’s not like I’m gonna kill her. Can’t have any fun that way.”
Soma’s eyes narrowed more as she dug the barrel deeper against his skin. “I won’t let you.”
“Heeeh, you sound awful sure of yourself woman.” He moved suddenly, ducking down and throwing himself against Soma before she could pull the trigger. She hit the bed without a sound and Hallelujah pinned her arms above her head. She lurched up to head-butt him but he pulled back in time.
“Now, now, no need for that.” He put all his weight against her as he spoke and she cried out. “That’s better. Isn’t it, Allelujah?”
’No! Stop!’
Hallelujah ignored him and rubbed against Soma’s body. “You don’t have any figure but you’re rather soft woman. It’s about time I got to feel you myself.” He put more pressure on her wrists and she winced. “You know how frustrating it is to only be able to watch, don’t you?”
’I said stop!’
Soma lurched again, only this time when he pulled away, a grin on his face, she jerked her knee up to hit him in the groin. Hallelujah gasped and loosened his grip enough that she could wriggle free and grab the gun.
“Woman…”
She pressed it against his forehead. “I will not let you.”
“You—“ Hallelujah doubled over as Allelujah clawed at his consciousness.
’I won’t let you hurt Marie!’
“You damn-- Stop it, Allelujah! You’re fucking annoying!”
’I won’t let you!’
He pushed again as hard as he could and Hallelujah gave in. Allelujah’s consciousness lurched as Hallelujah receded, the cold that had been surrounding his body gone with the phantom limbs. Allelujah gasped and fell against the bed, and he vaguely recognized the feel of the gun barrel pressed to the back of his head.
“Mar—no, Soma.” He gritted his teeth and slowly raised himself up. Soma didn’t lower the gun until she saw his face, and even then she hesitated.
“Allelujah Haptism.” She eyed him, the gun still held loosely in her hands. “The next time you decide to attack Marie—“
His eyes opened wide and he shook his head. “No! I never—“
“Next time,” she continued, her eyes hard, “I will shoot. No matter how much she fights me.”
Allelujah watched her, the way her eyes shone coldly, the set of her shoulders, and slowly nodded as he lowered his head.
“I understand.”
Hallelujah raged inside and he suppressed him with a shudder, his fingers digging into the blankets.
“…Allelujah.” Warm hands wrapped around his shoulders as Marie pulled him against her, her chin resting on the top of his head. Allelujah held her tight, his arms circled around her.
“I’m so sorry. I—“
“Shh.” She tightened her grip and they both fell silent. Allelujah held her close and didn’t dare fall asleep.
Neither did.
Wordcount: 1050
Fandom: Gundam00
Rating: R
Warnings: Almost noncon, Hallelujah, language. Dark fic set sometime after S2-7 and ignoring events in the last few episodes. (Note: this would be that "other fic" I mentioned with the last one.)
Summary: Allelujah doesn't always have the control he thinks he does.
’Allelujah’
He ignored the voice as he’d been doing for months, his jaw clamped tightly shut. Inside the adjacent bathroom he could hear the shower, and inside his head he could see Hallelujah grin before an image of Marie flashed through his mind.
’I want to taste her too, Allelujah.’
His jaw hurt. Shut up.
‘I’m part of you. I should get some fun, too.’ His arms wrapped around Allelujah, cold and strong. More images of Marie flashed past and Allelujah squeezed his eyes shut tight enough that he saw spots even as he knew the gesture was useless. Hallelujah laughed and continued the barrage, the images warping until there was nothing but pain and humiliation. ’C’mon, Allelujah. Don’t you want to?’
No!
The water turned off in the shower and Allelujah’s blood ran cold. Hallelujah laughed and pushed against the other’s consciousness, his lips brushing Allelujah’s ear.
’Just a little fun, Allelujah. Let me fuck her, too.’
No! He pushed Hallelujah back as hard as he could as Marie stepped into the room, her damp hair hanging around her shoulders and a pale towel held loosely around her body. She paused and stared at him in that way that she did when she knew something was wrong and he forced a smile.
“I’m fine, Marie. Just a headache.”
She hesitated and then joined him on the bed, leaving the towel in a neat pile in the basket. She placed a warm hand to his forehead and he reached up to take it.
“Really, I’m fine.”
She continued to study his face, and he was about to speak up again when she nodded slightly. “…Alright.” He kissed her fingers to reassure her and she smiled softly.
He stayed sitting up as she laid down beside him, the covers pulled up just past her chest. He wanted to run his fingers through her hair, but Hallelujah pushed at his mind, stronger and stronger with each touch.
’C’mon, Allelujah, it’ll be fun! I’ll do things you’d never try.’
Shut up. Pain spiked through his head as he pushed Hallelujah back and he doubled over, gasping silently. He couldn’t wake Marie.
’Let me, Allelujah.’ He pushed harder and his fingers dug into Allelujah’s body. The cold was numbing. ’Let me out, Allelujah!’
The pain spiked again and Allelujah couldn’t stop his choked scream. His hands clawed at his face in a vain attempt to keep Hallelujah back, but the other man thrust him aside ruthlessly.
“Finally.” Hallelujah ran his hands through his hair as he pulled them away from his face. “That guy actually put up a fi—” He grinned as the cool barrel of the gun pressed to the side of his head. “You gonna shoot, woman?”
Soma glared at him as she knelt in a pile of blankets and cocked the gun. Hallelujah’s grin widened.
“I will not let you touch us.”
“Big words.” He turned his head so he could look at her and didn’t flinch as the barrel pressed against his temple with enough force to bruise.
“Why are you here?”
“I could ask the same.” He eyed her naked body. “Maybe I just wanted a good fuck.”
Her eyes narrowed but she made no move to cover herself and the gun stayed firm against his skin.
’Hallelujah, stop!’ Allelujah pushed against his other self as he tried to wrest back control, but was brushed aside.
“Shut up Allelujah.” His grin faded. “It’s not like I’m gonna kill her. Can’t have any fun that way.”
Soma’s eyes narrowed more as she dug the barrel deeper against his skin. “I won’t let you.”
“Heeeh, you sound awful sure of yourself woman.” He moved suddenly, ducking down and throwing himself against Soma before she could pull the trigger. She hit the bed without a sound and Hallelujah pinned her arms above her head. She lurched up to head-butt him but he pulled back in time.
“Now, now, no need for that.” He put all his weight against her as he spoke and she cried out. “That’s better. Isn’t it, Allelujah?”
’No! Stop!’
Hallelujah ignored him and rubbed against Soma’s body. “You don’t have any figure but you’re rather soft woman. It’s about time I got to feel you myself.” He put more pressure on her wrists and she winced. “You know how frustrating it is to only be able to watch, don’t you?”
’I said stop!’
Soma lurched again, only this time when he pulled away, a grin on his face, she jerked her knee up to hit him in the groin. Hallelujah gasped and loosened his grip enough that she could wriggle free and grab the gun.
“Woman…”
She pressed it against his forehead. “I will not let you.”
“You—“ Hallelujah doubled over as Allelujah clawed at his consciousness.
’I won’t let you hurt Marie!’
“You damn-- Stop it, Allelujah! You’re fucking annoying!”
’I won’t let you!’
He pushed again as hard as he could and Hallelujah gave in. Allelujah’s consciousness lurched as Hallelujah receded, the cold that had been surrounding his body gone with the phantom limbs. Allelujah gasped and fell against the bed, and he vaguely recognized the feel of the gun barrel pressed to the back of his head.
“Mar—no, Soma.” He gritted his teeth and slowly raised himself up. Soma didn’t lower the gun until she saw his face, and even then she hesitated.
“Allelujah Haptism.” She eyed him, the gun still held loosely in her hands. “The next time you decide to attack Marie—“
His eyes opened wide and he shook his head. “No! I never—“
“Next time,” she continued, her eyes hard, “I will shoot. No matter how much she fights me.”
Allelujah watched her, the way her eyes shone coldly, the set of her shoulders, and slowly nodded as he lowered his head.
“I understand.”
Hallelujah raged inside and he suppressed him with a shudder, his fingers digging into the blankets.
“…Allelujah.” Warm hands wrapped around his shoulders as Marie pulled him against her, her chin resting on the top of his head. Allelujah held her tight, his arms circled around her.
“I’m so sorry. I—“
“Shh.” She tightened her grip and they both fell silent. Allelujah held her close and didn’t dare fall asleep.
Neither did.
