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Fool's Gold	By : Zarafla_Kirtan-Pherrin Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Road to El Dorado, The Views: 1493 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to The Road To El Dorado, nor do I profit from this. Enjoy this lovely fanfic! If not, crawl in a ditch for all I care! ;P

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Paired Couple: MiguelXTulio/SLASH!/Lime
A/N: Miguel, Chel and Tulio do not belong to me, they belong to Dreamworks. So on and so forth...
Tulio reached the pond and stuck a bare toe into the water to test its warmth. Satisfied with the temperature, he undid his trousers and threw off his shirt, comfortable in the knowledge that Chel was still back at camp. Someday, the dark haired Spaniard would have to decide with himself on who he'd rather be with. The sultry El Dorado woman or his spazzy, yet sexy partner? His new-found feelings for Miguel were more than superficial, that was for sure. He never went through with things without a plan.
...Then again, the result of the two of them discovering and indulging their feelings for each other did end up being a spontaneous occurrence.
He found and sat down on a boulder in the pond, making sure his bare rear didn't sit on a jagged edge. After adjusting himself to the water, he looked over at the blond, who had been floating around on his back while gently paddling himself around with his arms stretched above his head. Miguel had a serene grin on his face.
"What's up with you?" Tulio asked.
"Just enjoying nature."
"...We're in nature every day, Miguel."
"It doesn't mean one can't enjoy it whenever they feel like it."
Tulio looked down at the water and shook his head, smiling a bit. He'd probably never figure out what made Miguel such a naturally happy person.
"So what do you think-HEY!" Just as Tulio was about to say something, he was bombarded with a large splash of water, followed with boisterous laughter.
"Catch me if you can, perezoso!"
With water still dripping down his face, Tulio pushed away the locks of black hair from his sapphire eyes and chased after the mischievous Miguel, who persistently splashed him again and again as he waded out of arms reach. After a particular splash that momentarily blinded Tulio, Miguel stopped his vigorous splashing and looked around, finding that Tulio had disappeared from sight.
"Ummm...Tulio?"
Suddenly, his feet were dragged out from underneath him. Seconds later, sputtering and gasping for air, Miguel broke the surface and found Tulio standing above him, laughing hard.
"You should have seen your face!"
Miguel broke in laughter with him, getting unsteadily to his feet. Slipping, Tulio grabbed onto Miguel's forearm, but it wasn't enough to break his momentum. They both fell down into the water.
The two got back up to their feet. Tulio looked into those bright green eyes, smiling wide. Seeing that goofy grin on Miguel's face made him want to keep seeing it there, no matter what. He never, ever wanted it to stop.
He leaned down to kiss him, only to find the blond meeting him half-way.
They passionately held their kiss for a long moment, savoring in each other's unique tastes and gently locking their tongues in ceaseless wanton. Tulio cupped Miguel's face in his hands, holding him there betwixt a storm of carnality and ecstasy. They devoured one another, unable to breathe-unable to sate their growing addiction. Miguel moaned into his mouth, enjoying this new level of desire.
Tulio's heart pounded furiously, the maddening rush of his blood through his veins making him feel light-headed. He could have never imagined before sharing this type of affection with his partner; his best friend. A week ago, he would have thought this scenario as downright bizarre if someone would have told him what was to happen. He would have questioned their sanity.
But here and now, if this was indeed madness, Tulio wanted to stay incurably insane.
His breath hitched and his heart skipped a beat when he felt hands brushing the sensitive skin along his thighs. He opened his eyes and parted the kiss to a leering Miguel pawing at him.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" The soft, insatiable purr of his voice sent shivers along Tulio's spine.
Although, as tempting as it was to let Miguel take the reigns on this, as it were, Tulio's dominating nature took hold and he spun the blond around in his arms, pressing his back against him instead.
It did little to quell the desire within him.
While his hands roamed Miguel's chest, arms, and abdomen from behind, he gently nibbled on his neck and shoulder, causing the light-haired Spaniard to hiss with pleasure.
"Ahh... Tulio..."
He bit harder. Just hearing him moan his name was enough to drive Tulio wild. He licked a single, trailing water drop from his earlobe to his collar bone. He could feel Miguel's heartbeat doing somersaults within his chest. Tulio stopped momentarily when he felt a warm hand wrap around his already pulsating member. Miguel gave him a lascivious grin, one eyebrow raised.
Looking into those emerald eyes, Tulio knew he was in paradise.
They shared a passionate kiss over Miguel's shoulder, while their hands explored each other. Miguel leaned into him and felt hands at his hips with gentle, caressing fingers. He let go of Tulio's hardened shaft, only to reach up and pull those raven locks out of their usual ponytail. He had wanted to do this for ages and couldn't believe he was able to do so now. The wet strands fell, cascading over his lover's chest and shoulders. Although he wasn't from Xibalba, it wasn't any wonder why the people of El Dorado thought this dark-haired Spaniard was a god.
He gasped suddenly when Tulio's hands had left his hips, only to trail lower and encircle his length. That rough, callused hand pumped him into near bliss within seconds.
"...Miguel..."
From there, the minutes melted by in erotic vagueness. Teeth... tongues... caresses... strokes... It was more than either of them could bear.
Without warning, Tulio grabbed Miguel by the arms, pulling him up from kneeling in front of him. Although that devilishly quick tongue did wonders, and Tulio wouldn't have minded letting the blond keep going, he wanted to experience that final release with his best friend; his lover...
He lead them to the shallow end of the pond. Miguel laid back against the ground, a gentle smile gracing his lips as he watched Tulio approach him on his hands and knees. He grabbed a hold of Miguel's legs and propped them onto his shoulders, lining himself up to penetrate.
With one small look into his blue eyes, the fair-haired man nodded, holding onto his lover's forearms in preparation for a new kind of adventure.
"Mi amor..."
"...Te quiero..."
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Miguel was getting fed-up! All day, Tulio had been ignoring him, avoiding eye contact, and would flinch away from any kind of physical contact since they had left camp hours ago. After what they had shared this morning, he figured that they would both get used to this kind of affection.
Apparently not. Tulio had become the world's biggest prude when they had walked back into camp from the pond. From that moment forward, Tulio devoted his attention to what Chel was doing, which was making crude spears from some branches she had gathered. Although Miguel had not thought much on it at first, he began to notice the sudden emotional shift when he had reached out to touch the dark haired Spaniard's shoulder, as he was looking over him at the weapons, when Tulio shrugged his hand off.
It wouldn't have been a big deal if Tulio had at least said more than one word to him since then.
He didn't know what had caused this sudden rift between them, but he was determined to get to the bottom of it. He was Miguel, after all! This blond would not be ignored!
They had walked about two and a half miles so far, Tulio keeping pace with the native woman and Miguel taking up the rear. He glared at that insufferable man's back, the gears in his head turning as he thought of a way to get his attention well and clear.
...Screw tactics!
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"WHAT THE FU-"
The blond crashed blindingly into the raven-haired Spaniard's back, causing them both to tumble into a nearby bush filled with thorns and non-edible leaves. Chel had prudently stepped out of the way in time, avoiding the horrific tackle into the painful underbrush.
"What are you doing, Miguel?" She asked, laughing lightly, as she was thinking that the spazz was only playing around.
"Getting this idiot's attention for once!" Miguel yelled amidst the wrestling limbs and tangling vines.
Chel stopped laughing, hearing the distinct anger in the usual happy vigor of Miguel's attitude. This was not going to be good...
"Ow!-I'm the idiot?-Ow!-You're the one who pushed us into a bed of thorns, you-Oh!-moron!" Tulio walked away from the underbrush at last, pulling out painful, quill-like thorns from his arms, legs, and backside.
"Well, if you would listen, I just said I was trying to get your stupidly short-sighted attention!-Ouch!" Miguel dislodged a thorn from his chin, following in pursuit.
"What are you even talking about?-Ouch!-You haven't been saying a word to me today!"
"That's because any time I ever try to, you ignore me-Oh!-or run away!"
"No I haven't!"
"Yes, Tulio, you have! And frankly, I'm getting sick of it already!" He pulled out a particularly long thorn from his shoulder blade, cursing wildly, before presuming his argument. "What happened to this morning, Tuls? We go from sharing a passionate moment-Ow!-to you-Ah!-instantly giving me the cold shoulder the rest of the day? Qué diablos te pasa? Es egoísta... hijo de puta... gallo tomadura de pelo-"
"Whoa whoa whoa! Miguel, what are you saying?" Tulio looked back at Chel fearfully. "It's not what you think, Chel-"
She sighed, already guessing what was going on. "I already know, Tulio."
Both men stopped mid-sentence. "You know?" They said at once.
"Yes! I already knew! I overheard you two talking last night."
"Why didn't you tell us that you already knew?" Tulio managed to ask at last.
"I didn't see the big deal in saying anything. You two had just come to this thing you have going on between you and I didn't see the point in making it awkward." She reasoned. "And now that it's all finally out in the open, I think you have some explaining to do with your boyfriend over there."
Tulio looked over his shoulder at the furious blond. He walked back over to him, eyes cast downward in apology. "Miguel... I'm so-"
"Spare yourself the trouble. It's not like any of it meant anything." Miguel brushed past him, colliding shoulders in a pointed reminder of his anger as he walked on ahead.
"...Shit."
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N/A: So! This looks like it'll be one interesting ride... :D Stay tuned. You'll love what comes next... R&R like always!
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