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Title: Initiation
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Kronos/Duncan, +
Prompt: dancing, from oxoniensis' Porn Battle V
Beta and responsibility: ceruleancat


( Every step is like dancing... )

Title: Four Elements
Fandom: Highlander
Characters: Methos, Kronos
Prompt: highlander100 challenge #146; Elements: Fire, Water, Air and Earth.


# Fire #

Fire in his eyes, fire in his smile; fire he sets to the first hut, then the next. Fire is a deathly trap around the screaming people, their hair on fire, terror in their eyes. The flames are reflected in Kronos' eyes, bring shining heat to their cold surface. He does this for pleasure, he does this to taste their fear, nothing else. The horses are nervous; they're new ones. They want to turn away, run as far as their strong, long legs will take them. Within months they'll be used to the stench of smoke, indifferent to the flames.

[100][Q to Kronos]

# Water #

His hair is wet, plastered to his face. The lake is placid, green and blue, and he swims, letting the water part under his long strokes. Oasis in mid-desert, between dusty, dead mountains; far away from all dwellings of man. Here they can let the masks fall, let the water wash their faces of war paint. Methos closes his eyes and dives under.

When he rises back to the surface, shaking his head like a dog to drive the droplets out, he notices he's being watched. Kronos sits cross-legged on a patch of sand, observing with hawk-like eyes.

[100][Q to Methos]

# Air #

Hundreds of years may have passed, but still Methos wakes at night, on occasions few and far between, and expects Kronos to be there. He turns to his side, throws his arm around air.

It was his choice to leave, his many good reasons to escape that life which is long gone; still Methos sometimes looks in the mirror and it's Death's face there, and he can hear his brother's laughter.

He dreads the day he'll see Kronos again, fears for his lifestyle if not his life. He thinks he senses someone, turns quickly, and there's nothing there but air.

[100][Q to Caspian]

# Earth #

He digs, sweat on his brow. The shovel hits the hard ground insistently. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, he thinks with bitter amusement. Flesh to flesh. Immortality to the grave.

Shallow graves, he thinks. Deep burials are designed to keep the dead as far from you as possible. He owes them at least this, the shallow. A few feet closer to sunlight. Sentimental? Maybe.

He's doing this alone. No help from MacLeod. He asked for it. Wonders if Kronos would've liked it better or worse this way. Decides it doesn't matter anymore. Leaning on the shovel, Methos silently grieves.

[100][Q to Silas]

Title: Kiss of Death
Fandom: Highlander, [?]
Characters: Horsemen
Note: sorry.
Prompt: "kiss", for highlander100 #144
Summary: "Once we rode out of the sun..."



Warpaint applied in utter seriousness; mere colours, pigments rubbed on skin, but they bring such a change to a man's face. Each of the ancient immortals concentrates on his pattern, his own unique expression in paint.

The Horsemen ride again.

They walk in a line, Kronos first, Caspian after him, eager; Silas behind, his large figure hulking over the smaller, fleeting mortal helpers who skitter around them. Methos drags his feet, last in line, resigned.

The lights behind them are as bright as the sun, and a voice calls out,

"Ladies and gentlemen, the hottest band in the world, KISS!!!"


[100][Q to Gene Kronos]

Title: Bare Bones
Fandom: Highlander
Characters: Kronos/Methos
Challenge: Firsts; from calime33


Two blackened skeletons lie in the rubble between the smoking stones, their arms linked together. Methos stops to look at this display of post-mortem affection. Mortals have a way of staying together even after all this death and pain that rained upon them by their walking, laughing nightmares.

He feels a presence behind him and doesn't have to turn to know it's Kronos. His brother stands right next to him, watching the scene, the couple left in the village.

"Could've been us," Methos says in a flat voice. Kronos, macabre as ever, links his arm with that of his brother. Methos doesn't pull his arm away, but doesn't respond, either.

"It could never be us," Kronos says, fiery conviction evident in his every word. We'll live forever, he means to say. What Methos hears is, their love was real.

Title: Death's Kiss
Fandom: Buffy, Highlander
Characters: Giles, Kronos
Summary: first kiss challenge
Request: diamond9697, Kronos/Giles


( Under 200 words )

Title: Pitch Dark
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Methos/Kronos
Summary: Kissage



Methos' tongue, lying and deceptive and untrustworthy. Wet and strong and undulating, pushing itself into Kronos' mouth. He keeps his eyes open in the kiss, tries to never let Methos out of his sights. Tastes like sweet honey and beer and meat, and feels like something so soft behind the rough kiss and the battle to throw Kronos off, to confuse him; Kronos wants to find that softness behind the Methos he knows, but he doesn't want to, not really. He's not afraid of it, not him, because he's never afraid, not of anything, and least of all the softer things. He only wants to find the vulnerable spot in Methos. He only wants to never see the vulnerable spot in Methos.

Methos' tongue sneaking out of his mouth and the warmth of him disappears, and Kronos keeps his eyes open to keep track, to know where Methos is heading; Methos smiles at him, secret and promising, and turns on his knees and blows the candle out.

The tent is pitch dark now and Kronos doesn't see a thing.

Title: In Memoriam
Pairing: Duncan/Methos
Note: "In Memoriam", highlander100 #133
Credit where credit's due: the whole of the first line is from calime33 in chat.

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"When one kills the End of Time, does that mean one has made more time, or does that mean that there is now absolutely nothing?" Duncan asks, hand resting in the middle of Methos' chest, feeling the heart under the warm skin. He's not sure if he's being silly or serious. He's still not sure what this all means.

They're in bed.

They're in love.

Yet their comfort is so fragile. Old memories haunt their nights.

He's done the right thing.

"It means you cheated Death," Methos whispers, a smile on his lips that Duncan cannot see in the darkness.

[100][Q to Kronos]

For the Multifandom Six Words of Smut Challenge:

Highlander, mostly D/M

Giles/Ethan, BtVS

ETA: Quite a few of Buffy and Angel

Title: Kink # Non-con
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Kronos/Cassandra
Note: inspired by 50kinkyways


( KINK )

For highlander100:


( Under A Moonlit Sky, A Tent )
( Colour Me Crimson )
( Doctor's Choice )
( Old Romantics: a drouble ): Crossover with Buffy