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Sorry for the long pause in-between chapters. Things have been really tough lately, mentally and physically. The next chapter is pretty long, so that might take some time as well, but I'll get it done as soon as I can with the limited time I have and with the energy I have... Thank you all for reading, favoriting, and commenting. <3 ","writing":"[b]THE BOY HEROES FROM THE LAND OF ERIK (A Series of Epics)[/b]\n[b]Epic no. 3 -[/b]\n\n[b]Prisoner[/b]\nBy [i]DamiJon[/i]\n\n[i]Note[/i]: Sorry for the long pause in-between chapters. Things have been really tough lately, mentally and physically. The next chapter is pretty long, so that might take some time as well, but I'll get it done as soon as I can with the limited time I have and with the energy I have... Thank you all for reading, favoriting, and commenting. <3 \n\n[b]Chapter Three[/b]\n\n\n\tA few hours pass. Aldan seems to sleep soundly, cuddling and holding Drew throughout his slumber. He stirs a bit before he wakes, yawning as he opens his eyes. He looks around the cell, smiling when he recognizes Drew's face. “How long was I asleep?” He kisses Drew's chest and then his lips, pulling himself up to sit with his boy demon. Stretching, he pops one shoulder and then his knees, ankles, and knuckles. “I'm kind of hungry.”\n\tDrew walks over to the box, looking around in it. “Uh, there's a few squids left. You were out for only five hours.” His head twitches, along with his tail. “The guards are quite loud this morning.”\n\tAldan swings his legs over the side of the bed and stretches again. He cocks his head to one side and listens. “You can have the squid. I'll head out for more. Is there anything you'd like?” He stands and walks lazily to the toilet, yawning and scratching his chest.\n\t“More fish, if possible.” He gawks his head to catch his lover taking a piss.\n\tSpying Drew watching him, Aldan halts his stream. “Um. . .did you want any of this?”\n\tHe walks over to him, grabbing one of the wine glasses. “Here.” He hands it to him. “I'm a bit thirsty, anyway.”\n\tAldan shrugs and fills the glass carefully. Handing it to Drew, he finishes relieving himself.\n\tThe boy studies the fluid in the glass before swallowing it all down in one gulp. His eyes squint and he makes a weird face, smiling back at him. “Awww, I wasn't ready for that! I'm glad I tried to though. I couldn't resist.” He walks back over to the bed, shaking Aldan's clothes and straightening them with the warmth of his hands. As he continues to listen, he finally connects the dots, catching another guard speaking. “Ahh, now I understand what they're saying.”\n\t“How was it? I was going to try. I've drunk piss before, you know. On campaign. Didn't like it, not like yours. Yours is . . .well, good. Mine? Didn't care for it.” He shakes and head back to sit on the bed and then pulls Drew onto his lap.\n\t“They're executing three rapists today. Hanging. So the guards are excited.”\n\t“Ah, yes. Rapists.” He spits on the ground. “Truthfully, Drew, we have more sympathy for a murderer than a rapist. That's why we hang them and behead murderers. Hanging isn't always quick. Sometimes they dance a bit, suffocating with a dislocated neck instead of a quick broken neck.” He glances at Drew, thinking. His face is serious, and questions hang in his eyes.\n\t“That makes sense. I don't know why anyone would ever do that to someone... I mean, I possess evil myself, but that is far worse.” He sighs. “Today will be quite a long day, won't it? The priestess will come, right?\n\t “She will. As soon as I fetch her and escort her here.” He starts to speak, stops, starts again, stops, and then begins pulling on his socks and undergarments.\n\tDrew notices the silence and confusion on Aldan, he squeezes his arm, putting his shirt on for him. “I know. We can talk about things later. Go out. You must.”\n\t“I just wonder. Would you care to observe the hanging? I can arrange it. It would get you some sun and fresh air. I don't know. It's a stupid idea.” He angrily slides into his shirt and pants. “I'm sorry.”\n\t“It's fine. No, I don't think I'd like to. I know they let the bodies hang for a while and then they burn them to make an example. I saw it happen once myself when I first moved here with my father. Demons are just as brutal about it. I won't even go into detail, really. I'd much rather observe an execution like mine so that I can better prepare myself for what is to come.” Drew walks over to the table, reaching to grab Aldan’s sword, keys, and dagger. “Doesn't it alarm you to leave these here, knowing I could take them at any time?” He finishes off the remaining squids, licking his fingers clean, then goes to his clothes and puts them on. “Bring clean clothes from the guards as well, will you? When you return, I mean.”\n\t“Of course.” He takes his sword and walks over to Drew. He places the point against his own ribs, angled up to slide between them and into his heart. He takes Drew's hand and wraps it around the hilt. “It doesn't alarm me at all.” He closes his eyes and waits.\n\t“Because I wouldn't betray you. I love you.”\n\t“I know.” He takes the sword and sheaths it. “It might be more merciful to do it. I mean, without you. . .” He turns away and makes himself look busy. “If I didn't have the children. I'd escape with you and leave this world, this life behind me.”\n\tDrew’s face depresses, looking a bit disappointed. “Yes, you would, but that isn't the case. You have family that loves you and you also have duty. Even I have respect for the kingdoms law of justice, despite my circumstances. Now go.” He turns his around to the door, following him to it. “Don't worry. I'll still be here.”\n\tHe hugs Drew tightly. “Duty. A lifetime of duty.” He kisses Drew's cheek. “I'll be back as soon as I can. Love you.” With that, Aldan straightens himself and marches down the corridor.\n\tAs the door closes and his lover walks away, the boy pouts back to his bed and talks to himself. “What a fool! Doesn't he realize that he's not the only one going through this? I love him more than anything, but I would never forgive him if he just became some beggar drunk on the streets or wasted away the rest of his life. All I can hope and pray is that he'll come through and understand what I said yesterday at some point in his life, realize that he can do more, make a bigger difference...” The boy falls back into his bed, reaching for a book.\n\n\tTime passes slowly. Drew reads. A pair of guards and a trustee come, bringing him fresh clothes and fresh water and clean restroom equipment. They're cautious, but generally leave Drew alone as they work, keeping a close eye but not taunting or engaging him. His keen ears pick out the sound of rolling drums, along with the other sounds of the hangings. Rather than listen, he activates the music box, replaying the blood symphony he shares with Aldan. Later on after finishing his last book, he exercises, completing fifty pushups, two-hundred hundred sit-ups, backflips, front-flips, stretching while meditating, memorizing passages and prayers, and returning to the music box every thirty minutes or so after one cycle of exercising. Eventually, he sits on his head, anxiously waiting for his lover to return.\n\tAldan returns home for an hour or so. He plays with his children, spends time with his wife. She doesn't understand his fascination with a murderer, a demon no less! But she love Aldan and has learned to trust him. She knows of his relationship with the demon, that they have sex. She would be angry except for Aldan's honesty in his confessions and the pain in his voice as he tries to explain. After the respite of hearth and family, he rushes to the high temple of Selune. He meets with the same priestess and finalizes the arrangements. She and an acolyte accompany Aldan back to the jail. Detouring along the way to procure the needed essentials for the Binding of Hearts Ritual as well as food and drink and other things to make the night a festive occasion. Aldan and his companions barely stop in the guardroom, only long enough to inform the watch commander who the visitors are. A glare from Aldan quiets any whispers or murmuring from his fellow guards. The trio heads into the cells. Drew hears the main door into the cell block open. Three people enter before the door is closed and locked. He recognizes Aldan's footsteps.\n\tDrew sniffs, smelling his lover with someone else. “Oh, his wife? That fuck! Oh wait!” He slaps his forehead. “It's the other woman!”\n\tAldan rushes ahead, forgetting manners in his eagerness, his need to see Drew. He smiles as he spies his love through the bars, fumbling with the keys as he unlocks he cell door. The priestess and her assistant follow more cautiously, the assistant's eye going wide as he lays eyes on Drew. The young man, barely more than a boy, shrinks back. The priestess, a young woman who carries herself with a calm assurance, reaches back to touch him on the shoulder. He blushes and falls in behind her. They wait just outside the door as Aldan and Drew greet each other.\n\tDrew immediately kisses Aldan, holding him in firmly, kissing again and again, forgetting that there are others, hungry for a tongue kiss. Once he's satisfied, he breaks off, smiling. “You've brought company. Are they scared of me?”\n\tThe woman clears her throat. “My assistant was unnerved. I reminded him that love knows no forms.”\n\tDrew steps off of his bed, kneeling on one foot, then stands back up. “Priestess, you have no idea how greatly we appreciate your help. It is a sense of urgency that we do this ritual today.”\n\tShe bows gracefully, her assistant bows more deeply. She is dressed in silks, with a silver necklace with a pendant in the shape of a female profile, the symbol of her goddess. Her clothes hint at her curves without revealing anything immodest. The teen wears simple cotton tunic and trousers. “Leftenant Aldan has explained your unique situation. If you are truly in love, we will see you united for your time here and in the forever after.” She bows slightly. “I am Allanah, this is Edric. Please, do not interrupt your reunion on our account. We will prepare quietly.” They enter and move to one corner, unpacking the required materials with hushed prayers.\n\tDrew steps back towards Aldan, holding his hand tightly.\n\tAldan hugs Drew, lifting him off of the ground. He sets him down with a kiss. Looking around the cell, he nods. “I see they brought your clothes and changed your water. Good. I brought food if you're hungry. We can eat a bit before the ritual.” Still holding Drew's hand, he leads him to the table, where he unpacks tonight's repast. “Fresh fish, including more eels. You seemed to enjoy them yesterday. Fruit, vegetables. Meat pies, pork pies, a roasted goose stuffed with raisins and carrots. And pastries, many pastries.” He pours four glasses of wine.\n\tLooking over the food, Drew squints his eyes, confused. “So many vegetables and fruits. Are they really good? I've never really cared for them. I'll try them if you'd like.” He leans over the table to peck him on the cheek. “Thank you for the food.”\n\tAldan shakes his head. “Try them if you'd like! I enjoy them. You may not. You like eels. I only like one eel. One tiny eel that keeps spitting at me.” Allanah laughs under her breath. Edric whispers to her. She shakes her head and whispers back. Edric stops what he's doing and stands straight up, his jaw dropping. He blurts out before he thinks, \"They couple together??? But...but...\". She pulls him back to his duties as he blushes, and she apologizes for his outburst. \"He is new to the church and has much to learn.\" Aldan smiles and sips his wine, gnawing on some goose.\n\tDrew puts some fruit and veggies on his plate first, giving a funny smirk on his face as he does so, pouting his tail from side to side, and then he moves one meat pie, a single pastry, and a half of fresh fish to his plate. “It's a colorful plate, like us!” He sips his wine, then puts it back down, looking to the right of him as the two continue preparing.\n\tAldan leans close. “Do they disturb you?” he whispers.\n\t“No no. They intrigue me. Excite me?” The boy tastes some of the fruit, chewing it around more than the meat he loves and is natural to his kind. “It's decent. I think I can eat it.”\n\t“You don't have to. I brought beef heart, two this time. And a whole piglet.” Aldan sits close to Drew, resting a hand on Drew's leg as they eat.\n\tHe makes a sound with his armpit. “Oink oink! Looks like I'm gonna get a full belly, huh?” He relaxes into his chair, sitting up on his feet, and eats his meat pie.\n\tAfter a few minutes, the priestess stands. “We can begin whenever you wish, Drew, Leftenant.”\n\tDrew looks at him, licking his fingers clean. “Well, I think we should start as soon as possible. Right? If things get cold for you, I can always warm it up.”\n\tAldan winks at Drew. “Yes, you can. We're ready, Silver Heart.”\n\tDrew stands up out of his chair and walks over.\n\tEdric unfurls a small rug, placing two cushions upon it. “If you would each kneel? He bows to each of them.”\n\tAldan kneels on his cushion, smiling incessantly.\n\tDrew does the same, his eyes locked on his lover.\n\tAllahna faces the pair. She holds a silver incense burner. She raises it above her head and intones a prayer of blessing and protection. She places the burner on the rug, between Aldan and Drew. Edric takes a taper and lights the contents of the burner. “Please hold the censer between you and both of you breath in the smoke together. Share it, together. Blow it into each other's faces, share it anyway that you can imagine.” Her voice is gentle and calming.\n\tDrew does as told first, easily inhaling the smoke, letting it fill into his mouth, lungs, nostrils, and so on. He holds it in before blowing it out slowly towards Aldan. Upon exhaling, he feels a strange feeling in his chest, heart, tail, and horns, something powerful radiating inside of him.\n\tAldan breathes in, exhaling slowly into Drew's face. He tries to breathe in Drew's breath, moving his face close to Drew's. He feels warm all over, especially his chest. He rests a hand on Drew's hip as they continue to breathe in the sweet, pungent smoke.\n\tAgain, Drew takes in the smoke, inhaling it also when Aldan blows it towards him, but this time he leans in to lock lips with him to share the smoke. He finishes the kiss, blushing. “Was that against the rituals rules?”\n\tAldan kisses him back.\n\tThe priestess smiles, warmly, at them. “Tell me, Drew, what are the rules of love?”\n\tHe looks to her, in a trance, and doesn't think about his answer. “To let it come to you and recognize it when it does. To never betray it. To love without mercy. To understand, sympathize, empathize, become one with who you love.”\n\tShe smiles again, nodding slowly. “I think that what you did was well within the rules of love. And well within our purpose here today.” She turns to her assistant Edric, the bowl and blade. He bows to her and hands her a small, ornate silver bowl and small ivory dagger. She takes them and kneels before Drew and Aldan, Edric slipping a cushion beneath her knees at the last moment. “I will take seven drops of blood from each of you. Who will go first?”\n\tDrew raises his hand. “Oh! Me me me me me me! But, well, I've been hogging all of the fun. Maybe you should go, Aldan.”\n\tAldan shrugs. “I'll go first. He holds out his hand to her.”\n\tShe takes and pierces his middle finger. “We pierce the middle finger, for it connects most directly to the heart.” She turns his hand over, holding it above the bowl. “The first drop come from the heart.” The drop falls into the bowl, an oddly audible drip sound accompanying the drop. The bowl, for an instant, glows green. “The second drop from the mind.” Again, a strangely loud sound and momentary glow. “The third drop from the soul.” The sound is louder, the glow brighter and lasts longer. “The fourth drop comes from your past, alone.” A different tone, more discordant, the glow is reddish. “The fifth, your present.” Strings, faint strings, almost like your music box. The glow is clear. “The sixth is your future, together.” A single note. A flash of white. Then nothing. Aldan takes a deep breath, his teeth clenched. She seems sad. “The seventh drop binds you. Forever.” There is no sound or flash. She bows her head and places Aldan's hand over your heart. She holds her hand out for Drew's.\n\tDrew is quiet in focus. He lifts out his left hand to her. “Why wasn't their sound?”\n\tShe shakes her head, almost imperceptibly. “After. Ssshhhh.”\n\tHe nods, stays quiet.\n\tShe takes Drew's hand and pierces his middle finger. “This is your heart, most connected to the middle finger.” The drop lands with a loud echoing sound, a brief glow of blue. “The second drop is in your mind.” Another loud drip sound, the glow of blue swirls for a split second with black and white. “The third drop is your soul.” The drip sound reverberates through the room. The glow is sustained for several seconds, orange and red mixed and swirling. She seems surprised but continues. Edric gasps. “The fourth drop is your past.” The sound is a lone horn, mournful and short. The glow is muddled. “The fifth drop is your present. Today.” The horn is joined by others, rising to an audible crescendo that shakes the room. The glow starts blue but is joined by green. She breathes in sharply, Edric takes a step back. Aldan squeezes Drews leg. “The sixth drop. . .” she hesitates “Is your future.” the drop makes no sound. There is a flash of blue and green, the blue fades, leaving green which grows dimmer and dimmer until it vanishes. “The seventh drop is forever.” The drop makes no sound, there is no flash. She watches the bowl expectantly. “You are about to speak, torn by curiosity and fear?” She takes his hand and places it over Aldan's heart. She reaches behind her, and Edric slips a large silver hoop into her hand. She holds it before him, between the two lovers. “Kiss through the ring.”\n\tAldan nods and holds his face near the opening, which is large enough for you to stick your head through.\n\tDrew does the same, kissing him deeply, pushing his tongue into Aldan's mouth. A wave of emotions floods him and his heart, sending shivers all over his body. His tail jolts, then rests. They kiss for what seems like forever, eyes closed, and for a moment the two of them feel themselves in each-others bodies, then returning. The kiss breaks apart, a trail of spit stretching out from their lips. Drew says with his lips, not speaking, “I love you.”\n\tAldan mouths the words to Drew, “I love you. Forever.”\n\t“Forever,” he says with mouth in return.\n\tThe priestess bows her head and lowers the ring over Drew’s head to touch his shoulders, then lowers it over Aldan's head to touch his shoulders. The ring glows blue and green and disappears without a sound. She smiles happily. “It is done. You are joined throughout time, throughout eternity, across all planes and realities. Your hearts will ever seek each other and guide you together. Forever.” She bows gracefully to each of them, then sighs. “Is there more wine?”\n\tDrew laughs a bit. “Yes, there is plenty enough for the two of you!” Drew leans over to hug at Aldan for a moment, then stands back up to fill two glasses of wine. “So why was there no sound? Or should I not know? And why did you both act so surprised on my fifth drop?”\n\tShe joins him at the table, as Edric cleans up the ritual area. She drinks deeply and hold her glass out. “May I have more? Edric, drink your wine before you do all that.” He scurries over, bowing to Drew, and taking his wine. “Are you sure you want the answers to those questions?”\n\t“I don't know...”\n\tShe takes his hand and places it in Aldan's. “There was not sound because the day after tomorrow. . .”\n\t“I see. And for the other thing?”\n\t“You have no idea, either of you, do you?” She takes bit of goose, nibbling politely.\n\t“I might.” He thinks for a moment, a bit paranoid. He says something in his language under his breath. “It could be something else that I don't know about though.”\n\tShe smiles, interested in Drew's ideas. Aldan scoots closer to Drew, holding him and playing tag with his tail, gently. She prods Drew. “Tell me your thoughts, young man.”\n\tHe looks at Aldan, holds his hand for a moment, then sighs to explain. “Demons have their own forms of magic and no spells have been added to it for a long time. Well, that is until a few years before I was born. A boy said he saw a creature when he was just five years old that attacked him. Later on, he felt himself consumed with new powers. He was the first in six hundred years to have invented new spells, but every time he used them, he was consumed with horrible emotions, the need to hurt others, to kill. He went insane and killed thirty people one night, then ended himself. The magic he learned was taken from the books, sealed away. I saw this same creature when I was five years old. My father and I moved here when I was very young, but I'd visit my ancestors for three months every year. When I was nine, I had found myself in a trance when studying magic and had also founded a spell of my own. When I first used it, I felt myself overcome with dark emotions that are still present. I used this power to kill others and I enjoyed it. Even now, I don't know if I regret it, because I justify it... Again, the spell was taken out, sealed away, but I still possess it. I don't know if I can blame all of my anger issues and tendencies on it though.” He reaches for his wine, finishing it quickly. “But it was probably something else, right?”\n\tShe raises her eyebrows. “It was something else. The darkness you unleashed, that you performed is no longer a part of you. Except that part of it that you hang on to with your memories and guilt. The spell you remember. But the darkness no longer corrupts you. Take the time you have left to accept this and do not seek to carry it with you into the next world. Your dark emotions are a part of you, Drew. Not all of you. The love with you is so much stronger than the darkness. So much.” She takes a sip of wine. “The two of you have done this before.”\n\tEdric has finished and sits on the floor, beside Allahna. She looks at him and sighs. “You may use a chair, Edic, and help yourself to whatever you wish, unless the two you do not wish to allow him to eat?”\n\tDrew looks confused. “Of course he can eat! We have plenty of food. And fruit!” He takes some of the squids out of the box, eating them up quickly.\n\tEdric hops into a chair and eats happily. “Thank you, lords.”\n\tDrew steps out of his chair, standing in the middle of the room, forming a fire in his hand. He faces towards them, showing a figure inside of it. “There will be a third boy like me and the boy before me. His powers are... Beyond this world. Sometimes when I cast a fire, I can see him in it or hear him.” The flame dissipates. “Anyway.” He walks back to his seat and sits down. “Thank you for everything. You have no idea how much of a relief doing this feels.”\n\tShe looks at Drew, studying him. Then at Aldan. He speaks first. “You said we'd done this before. Done what before?”\n\tShe look at Drew again. “Do you know what I meant?”\n\tThe boy nods. “No... Not really.”\n\tShe takes a pastry. “The Ritual. I'm surprised you hadn't realized that. I am also not surprised that you have vision in your flames. You both have done this ritual with each other before.”\n\t“In another life, you mean?”\n\t“Yes.” she nods. “In other lives. Because you are a demon, you are not completely severed from your other lives. Thus, you have visions. Warnings, perhaps. Or memories. But you and Aldan have met and fallen in love before, in other lives.”\n\tAldan frowns and takes a swallow of wine. Edric watches, quietly chewing his food.\n\t“Strange.” He doesn't know what else to say. “Uhm, not to be rude, but I was wondering when my lover and I can be alone. We don't have much time left in the day.”\n\t“That's not rude at all.” She stands. “You should stay together from now until the. . .until the end. You will find each other and be together again, but who can say how quickly.” She steps closer to Drew, taking his hands in hers. She leans down on kisses his cheeks and his forehead. “The Lady bless you and fill your heart with love.”\n\tHe gasps, kneeling quickly down in respect, then back up.\n\tEdric packs everything up. As he's about the leave he turns. “I'm sorry if I was rude. I've never seen a demon before. I . . .I didn't know what to think. Thank you.” he steps out of the door, before turning again. “I'm sorry.” He heads down the hall.\n\tShe kisses Aldan the same way, whispering something to him. She smiles and bows gracefully, exiting the cell and joining Edric as they leave.\n\tThey're silent for a moment. Drew doesn't know how to read his reaction. “I'm glad you brought them. Are you?”\n\tAldan nods. “Yes, I am. And not just because it pleases you. Knowing that we'll be together again is a comfort. Knowing that our love is true is a comfort. Knowing that I've loved you before helps this make more sense. So, yes, I am glad that we are married now.” He grins, grabbing a pastry and holding it out to Drew.\n\tDrew takes it, breaking it in half eating it. “If there is anything you would like to ask me, today would be the day. I didn't want to bring anything out last night, but today, I think we have to confront whatever is on our minds.”\n\t“Everything. Tell me everything.” Aldan refills both of their glasses. The wine and the smoke have them both relaxed and calm. “Oh?” He arches ad eyebrow. “Is there something you wished to ask or tell me?”\n\t“Maybe later. But I have been asking most of the questions. So I think you should now.”\n\tAldan heaps a plate with cheese, fruit, and pastries, grabs a bottle of wine and gestures towards the bed. “Let's get more comfortable and I will ask at least two questions.”\n\tDrew follows him there, sitting cross legged. He finishes the second half of the pastry.\n\tAldan settles in. “I have to be holding some part of you. I am curious about the darkness you unleashed when you were younger. You hurt people? And I would like to know what happened the night you killed the men that landed you here.”\n\t“And the one I robbed too, I'm sure.” Drew thinks back, casting a flame in his hand again, letting it float over the table, then letting it vanish. “That night, when I was attacked by it, my mother came rushing into my room. I don't remember doing it, but... I did. Everyone knew exactly what had happened the next day, that I must have been going through the same thing the boy went through. So I had felt nothing but shame and anger over it. They said they didn't judge me, that they were just worried and understood. But it didn't feel like it. We moved shortly after that and when I visited, the hate would fester more and more. I got in fights with people and I don't even know why. The spell is simple and natural to me. I just imagine it when I see the person I want to hurt, and it burns them alive from the inside. For the man I robbed in his home, I didn't mean to make it so bloody, but I guess I hadn't realized how strong it was. Most of his body exploded when I casted the spell on him.” He looks away. “I don't understand how you can love someone like me that's done such destruction.”\n\t“Did you kill your mother?”\n\tThe boy nods. “I think it was on accident. What happened to the man I robbed happened to her on a much more extreme level. I don't want to describe it.”\n\tAldan drains his glass, carefully setting it on the floor. “It might ease your mind if you shared. I love you, Drew. Fate, destiny, the will or Selune, luck. Whatever it is, I've pledged myself to you through all of time. Do you want to know what I think when you tell me these things?”\n\t“I don't know.”\n\tAldan pulls himself into a crosslegged position and turns Drew so that they are facing each other, knees practically touching. He leans forward and rests his forehead against Drew's. “I think that I love you. I think that I wish we had more time. I think you hold these things inside you, and you shouldn't. I love you, Drew. It's too much for a boy to bear on his own. Tell me everything, Drew. Everything.”\n\tA single tear goes down his face. “The other boy, he is a bit younger than me. He's here, in the kingdom, and lives beneath a temple. You must save him before he snaps. If not, everyone in the entire kingdom will die.”\n\tAldan leans close and kisses the tear away. “Tell me everything about him. But tell me about your mother. And the men at the tavern. Tell me so you don't have to carry that. Let me carry it.”\n\tHe holds his hand. “I don't know who he is. Just the details. He's half black wolf, half demon.” Drew licks his parched lips and catches his breath. “My mother was always loving to me. I'm sure that's why she rushed in when she heard me screaming in pain. Before I was born, she was a healer in wars for people of this kingdom, as this place provides them with safety in the comfort of the forests becoming overrun by Cruiberg soldiers. Dad says that she healed more than a thousand lives in her lifetime.”\n\tAldan holds Drew's hand as he talks.\n\t“The men at the tavern... It was a month after that incident had happened. I was standing outside at night when they came up and noticed me, started mocking me about who I was, how their ancestors killed so many of my ancestors. I told them to shut up or I would kill them. They laughed, said I was just a weak boy, and one of them grabbed my horns. That's when I snapped. I put my hand against his chest, and he was blown in half. The next was stunned and frozen in fear, confused, and the other went for his knife. I looked at him, smiling, and let the flame burn him alive slowly, taking the knife from his hand, and then I stabbed him in the heart. The other fell to the ground begging for his life, saying how sorry he was, that it was just a joke. I pointed one finger at him and walked away, hearing him scream. People from the tavern ran for help. A few hours later they came to my house where I was with my father. I was going to fight, but one man had used a spell on me that made me tired and weak, and then he knocked me out. Next thing I knew, I was in a different cell, awaiting trial. And you know the rest.”\n\t“Your mother died only a month ago?”\n\t“No. When I was five. When the spirit attacked me. Whatever it was.”\n\t“And you're fourteen?”\n\t“I would be in two months.”\n\t“Did she ever heal the King's troops?”\n\tHe nods. “For all I know, she might have once healed you.”\n\tAldan nods, then speaks very quietly. “She did.”\n\t“There's no way I would have done it on purpose.”\n\t“I know.”\n\tDrew rubs his fingers over Aldan's hand.\n\t“She healed me and I'm here with you now. So, in a sense, she's here with both of us.”\n\tThe boy nods again. He moves the plate of food out of the way.\n\t“It's almost like she saved me so I could be here with you. It's said your people see things others can't. Maybe she knew.” He hugs Drew. “She knew that you'd need me. So you wouldn't be alone.” He looks deep into Drew's eyes, caressing his cheek.\n\tDrew looks up, placing one hand on Aldan's side and kisses him softly. “I've changed my mind. You can sleep with me tomorrow night on one condition. You will wake up before me and prepare that everything is right, that I am not thrown in with the rest, but instead buried somewhere peaceful like you said.”\n\t“I agree.” He returns the kiss. “What shall we do, Drew? What do you want to do right now?”\n\tThe demon boy kisses back. Again and again. “I want to be touched by you. I want you to feel me. Make love to me again. Not like the time before. Intimately. Then you will give me a bath and tell me a story.”\n\tHe smiles. “That sounds wonderful.” He eases Drew down onto his back and cups the back of Drew's head as he kisses his demon boy. His tongue searching slowly in Drew's mouth. He pauses as one hand slides down, massaging his lover's boyhood through his clothes. “Would you like blood?”\n\t“Not yet.” Drew kisses him back, submitting to his lover, the smoke in his body still having effect on him. He pulls off his shirt and comes back down to kiss him again, swapping mouth and tongue.\n\tAldan peels off his own shirt, pulling Drew's face to his chest, where he can feel his heartbeat against his cheek and smell his manliness. He slips his hand inside Drew's garments and fundoshi, squeezing and massaging his dick. “I want to be inside you.”\n\tHe moans, feeling his way down Aldan's pants to grip at his ass. “Do you know where the oil went?”\n\t“Yes, don't worry.” He pulls Drew's pants off and buries his face in his fundoshi. Taking loud and long deep breaths, Aldan bites and nibbles the white fabric, rubbing his face against it. He slowly unties it and begins to remove it. Every inch of Drew that is revealed in the process is kissed and licked, nibbled and tongued.\n\tDrew pulls at the base of his erect cock, pointing it to Aldan's mouth, then he feels at his pubic hairs. His other hand is playing with own nipples before he then uses it to touch his lovers face.\n\tAldan takes the head into his mouth, wrapping it with his tongue, surrounding it with warmth and wetness. He sucks hard, exploring the pee slit with his tongue. “If you have to pee, warn me first...I want it...I want everything you can give.” He slides down on the demon cock, loving it with his mouth. The gentle curve of it, the taste, the smell...memorizing ever part of it. He moves off of the dick, lowering himself to suck Drew's balls. He lets his tongue roam over Drew. His sack and his cock receive most of his attention, but he also licks Drew's thighs, just where they join his torso, then up along his belly, tonguing his belly button before returning to the sweet dick and balls of his lover.\n\tOne hand runs along in Aldan's hair as his legs rise up, tail curling around the left one as he leans up on his elbows to watch him suck. “That feels amazing. You're perfect at this.” He leans his head down, moaning softly, sometimes jolting when a certain spot on his dick is licked.\n\tNoticing his boy's reaction, he returns to the spot every few licks or strokes, giving it gentle, but fleeting attention. He grins up at Drew, his mouth filled with demon-boy cock. He muffles, “How do I look?”\n\t“Good. Better than ever.” He giggles a bit. “You can do me down there now, if you'd like.”\n\t“Let me lick you there for a while first, if that's okay?” He pushes Drew's legs up and spreads his cheeks with his thumbs. He slowly licks and kisses his way from Drew's balls, down to his hole, not missing any part of his boy. Gently, he kisses and probes the hole with his tongue. When his tongue enters easily, he greases a finger and finger's Drew, sucking his balls and dick as he works. Aldan's expression is pure contentment. He's concentrating on pleasuring Drew, and is enjoying every moment, every lick, every touch.\n\tDrew relaxes his bodies into the sheet, one hand under his head behind the pillow, the other on his stomach, allowing himself to accept this pleasure. “Ah, yes, lick me there. Finger me. Everything you do is transcendent.” He grips his cock, stroking slowly, roughly, licking his hand every once in a while, before he returns to it.\n\tAldan spends a good ten minutes or more eating Drew's ass. Licking, tonguing, fingering, adding more lube, more spit, taking Drew slowly to new heights of relaxed pleasure. He reaches down, stroking his cock until the first drop of precum appears. He smiles at Drew. “It's time, love.” He crawls up on Drew, placing his arms within easy biting distance of his lover, and positioning his cock to enter. “I'm going to fuck you now, Drew.” He slowly presses his cock, thick and hot, into Drew's hole, wet and tight. He slowly begins fucking his young boyfriend, his young husband. Long, deep strokes ending when his balls touch Drew's ass. Slowly withdrawing and repeating the process. He leans his head down, kissing Drew, slowly and passionately. Nibbling his tongue, his lips, his ears, his neck. He rubs his nose to Drew's whispering how much he loves him, how much his demon boy lover makes him happy and how he yearns to fill him with cum or cover his face with cum.\n\tDrew presses his arms over Aldan's back under his armpits to bring him in closer, kissing him deeply for long periods of time. He licks at a spot on his husbands upper right arm, then sinks his teeth in carefully. The pain is sharp, but more like a needle. He does it so well that Aldan can barely notice how deep it has gone into him. When he releases, the blood runs down, thick and glowing red. He licks it up, bringing the taste into his next kisses, caressing his lovers back, brushing it softly as he's fucked. It helps that he was fucked so hard yesterday. Today, his muscles are beyond relaxed and adjusted, and every thrust against his prostate feels like he's having an orgasm. “Fuck me, Aldan, my husband...” Drew kisses him again, their tongues meeting and pressing against each other. “I will always love you. Forever. For eternity. In this life and beyond.”\n\tAldan continues to fuck his demon boy. He increases the power of his strokes, somehow keeping them gentle. Every thrust pokes and prods Drew's prostate. Kissing Drew, he savors the mix of his husband's spit and his blood. Drew can tell by Aldan's breathing that he's close. No words need be exchanged. Aldan leans his head down and bites Drew's shoulder, his dull omnivore's teeth hurting before they draw blood. He kisses Drew, mixing their blood together with their spit. “I will always love you, Drew. I will always be your husband and I will always seek you. In this life and beyond . . .” His head arches back and he grunts and gasps, his cock swelling and erupting inside of Drew. Two, three strong ropes shoot deep into the boy and then Aldan hurriedly withdraws and jacks himself, milking his load onto Drew's chest and stomach. Four more ropes, thick and sticky, wet and warm, pelt Drew's chest and stomach.\n\tAs soon as Aldan cums, Drew feels himself come close to ejaculating as well. Without even touching his hands, he has his own orgasm after his lover finishes shooting all over his stomach. Five shots spurt out into the pool of mixed semen. He looks at it in amazement, beaming with love. “What a beautiful mess.” He places his hand in it, sucking up the cum, and then puts his hand out to Aldan, who sucks his fingers respectfully. They clean up all of their cum by eating it, then they collapse into each others arms, exhausted, deeply in love. A few minutes later after resting, Drew props himself up. “Ready to clean me?” He walks over to the bowl of water, large enough for him to sit in if he wanted to, only two feet tall. He sits next to it and puts a cloth on his knee.\n\t“A little wine as I wash.” He pulls a chair next to his boy, fills glasses for each of them. He raises his glass. “To my husband.” They clink glass and drink. Aldan wets the cloth and begins to wash Drew. He kisses just before he washes an area. Using firm, gentle strokes he makes the washing a sensual experience, almost a cleansing massage.\n\tDrew places his hand into the water, warming it up. “That should help. Tell me when you want me to stand up.”\n\tAldan nods. He washes Drew carefully, mindful of what awaits. He doesn't dwell, though, pushing those thought aside to concentrate on Drew's body. Memorizing he hair, every pore, every goose bump, the smell, the taste, the feel of every inch of his husband. “Okay, stand, please.” He continues with the legs and lower body, studying closely, etching every detail into his brain. He lets Drew take the cloth to wash his horns. Washing Drew's butt, he can't resist another dive into his hole, eating him again for a few minutes, before cleaning him. The last place he cleans are Drew's feet, and once finished, Aldan picks Drew up and carries him back to bed, laying him down and sucking his toes for several minutes. “What now, my love. You've been loved and cleaned. What's next, husband?”\n\tHe twirls a finger over Aldan's chest, a painful smile on his face, his heart aching knowing that this will be one of their last nights together. He hugs him, kisses his shoulder a dozen or so times, then looks back up at him. “A story. About you, or anything.”\n\t“Anything?”\n\t“Sure.” He pulls the pillow up a bit closer and adjusts it.\n\tAldan cuddles Drew close. “As you wish. Let me think.” Aldan plays with Drew's hair as he thinks, or his tail if it come close and seems in a mood to play. Aldan holds Drew close, enjoying his warmth and his smell. He wracked his brain for a story. Something to help his boy-husband relax. That meant no war stories, too much death. He had an idea. “Would you like to know about my children?” He thinks for a moment. “Your step-sons and step-daughters, aren't they now?”\n\tDrew hadn't thought about that until now. “Yes, I would love to.”\n\tAldan smiles and kisses the top of Drew's head. “Okay, daddy. Well, I have three sons and one daughter. Bryan is the oldest, he's going to be 11 when the leaves fall this year. He's a serious boy, always thinking, always studying. Even when practicing with the sword or bow, he's always asking question. Picking my brain. He wants to be a soldier, an officer. To lead men into battle.” Aldan smiles and fairly swells and glows as he talks. “He's shorter than you, a good deal leaner and thinner, but he's already getting muscles. When his growth spurt hits, he'll be as strong as his old man in no time. We hunt together, fish. I've already mentioned he trains with the sword and bow. And can he ride a horse! Fearless on a horse. He has his own, we keep at the stables down the road from the house. Whirlwind he named him. A little small, but perfect for Bry. Gods, I wish you could see the two of them racing or just riding for fun. When I get home, he asks about you. \"How's Uncle Drew? Has the King changed his mind yet?\" Such a good boy. He doesn't understand yet that Kings don't change their mind.”\n\tHe grins, continuing to feel along his lovers skin.\n\t“The next oldest is Milliken. He's 9 last month. He studies just as hard as Bry but doesn't favor sword or bow. Saves every penny he can to buy paper and quill and ink and writes down his flights of fancy. He's got a stack, oh, yay high.” He holds his hands two feet apart. “Every page packed full, side to side and top to bottom. He'd got his own shorthand and the wife and I can make neither hide nor hair of most of it. But he reads them to us most nights. Bry got my coloring, eyes, and hair, but Mikey is blonde and green eyed. A little pudgy, but he's a good lad. He'd talk to you for days, writing every word you said.”\n\t“Maybe he will write about us one day and publish it.”\n\t“Then we have Sally. Oh, sweet Sally. Eight years old and full of piss and vinegar. Hates being a girl. Her brothers have all the fun. Bry gets to play with swords and ride horses, Mikey is going to be a scholar, Sally wants to know why she has to get married. I leave that to her mother.” Aldan laughs. “She's fair like, Mikey. She cooks as well as her mother but doesn't want to ever get married. We're hoping that will change, since she's so young. Just hope she finds a husband that respects her and doesn't try to control her.” Aldan begins caressing Drew's shoulders and back. He takes a drink of wine and continues. “Our youngest is Jereminy. He's our little hellion. Always asking why, always trying to tag along with Bry. Steals a sword if we're not careful. More than once, he's marched in to inform us he's leaving home to hunt dragons. Six years old, ready to fight any and all. When he gets tired or hungry, he falls back to his age. Needs mommy or daddy to hold him when he sleeps or make him a snacky.” Aldan laughs. “His hair is mud colored because he's always covered in mud. Most of the time he looks like a goblin, covered in dirt and leaves.”\n\tDrew sits up on his elbow, his tail flaunting around as he takes in what he's learned about his stepchildren, those he believes he will never see. “What about your wife?”\n\tAldan sighs, He looks at Drew, or rather looks beyond him as if seeing a mirage in the distance. His fingers absently trail lightly over Drew's skin. “Which one?” He smiles as he asks.\n\t“Hey!” He pokes his stomach. “I'm no wife. I'm your husband.”\n\t“And a fine husband at that!” Aldan pokes and tickles Drew, before pulling him in close and wrapping his arms around his demon love. “Katey is better than any of us deserve. She doesn't understand you and I, but she trusts me. I've been a soldier all my life and I've marched and bled over three kingdoms. I've had my share of camp women and beggar boys. But I always come home to Kate.” He sighs “And she's always been there when I've returned.” Aldan leans over Drew, grabbing the glass and finishing the wine. “We have our rituals, Kate and I. When I return from a campaign, we walk together along the river and I confess every transgression I've made. So far, she's forgiven each one. Men stray, she tells me. I've strayed less than most, I suppose.” He looks at Drew and brushes down a few stray hairs, gently tracing a finger along his horns. “I never loved another until you. She has a hard time with that, I think. She asked me why and I can't explain it to her. Were you a free man…” Aldan's voice trails off and he falls silent.\n\t“Ssshhhh.” Drew takes Aldan's hand, kissing it. “You said that she's pregnant. When will your next child be born?”\n\tAldan's face brightens, excitement shining from his eyes. “Four, maybe five months. The midwife and omens say it will be another son.”\n\t“And this will be the last one? You'll be quite busy with that many rascals always running around.” He brushes one hand over Aldan's hairy chest, playing with the curls in it, hoping to relax him. “You said that your son Bryan asks about me a lot. Why don't you bring him here? Let me meet him.”\n\t“Kate says it will be the last one, but she said that after Sally. When she found she was pregnant with Jer, she could have ended it. The midwife has a mixture that would have purged the pregnancy. She chose not to. She had that chance this time, too. Who's to say what she'll do next time? I suspect we may have one or two more after this.” He watches Drew playing with his chest hair. “It calms me when you do that. I want nothing more than to close my eyes and let your hands and mouth wander all o'er me. Bring Bryan? Are you sure?”\n\tDrew nods. “Sure. You don't have to. I mean, would you let your son speak and get to know any other killer in the prison other than me?” He laughs at his own joke.\n\tLaughing, Aldan nods. “You are his step-father, after all. Very well. Tomorrow, I'll bring him along, if he wants to come and Kate has no objection.” He thinks for a moment. “We might be able to arrange something special.” Drew recognizes the look on Aldan's face. He's planning something.\n\t“I guess I'll just have to wait and see.” He snuggles up closer but avoids having his horns puncture Aldan's skin. “You can fall asleep whenever you want. I'll wake you up like I always do.”\n\tAldan settles in next to his lover. He sighs contentedly, kissing Drew's forehead. “I will dream of you.” Closing his eyes, Aldan's breathing becomes deep and regular, falling asleep in a matter of minutes.\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"THE BOY HEROES FROM THE LAND OF ERIK (A Series of Epics)
Epic no. 3 -
Prisoner
By DamiJon
Note: Sorry for the long pause in-between chapters. Things have been really tough lately, mentally and physically. The next chapter is pretty long, so that might take some time as well, but I'll get it done as soon as I can with the limited time I have and with the energy I have... Thank you all for reading, favoriting, and commenting. <3
Chapter Three
\tA few hours pass. Aldan seems to sleep soundly, cuddling and holding Drew throughout his slumber. He stirs a bit before he wakes, yawning as he opens his eyes. He looks around the cell, smiling when he recognizes Drew's face. “How long was I asleep?” He kisses Drew's chest and then his lips, pulling himself up to sit with his boy demon. Stretching, he pops one shoulder and then his knees, ankles, and knuckles. “I'm kind of hungry.”
\tDrew walks over to the box, looking around in it. “Uh, there's a few squids left. You were out for only five hours.” His head twitches, along with his tail. “The guards are quite loud this morning.”
\tAldan swings his legs over the side of the bed and stretches again. He cocks his head to one side and listens. “You can have the squid. I'll head out for more. Is there anything you'd like?” He stands and walks lazily to the toilet, yawning and scratching his chest.
\t“More fish, if possible.” He gawks his head to catch his lover taking a piss.
\tSpying Drew watching him, Aldan halts his stream. “Um. . .did you want any of this?”
\tHe walks over to him, grabbing one of the wine glasses. “Here.” He hands it to him. “I'm a bit thirsty, anyway.”
\tAldan shrugs and fills the glass carefully. Handing it to Drew, he finishes relieving himself.
\tThe boy studies the fluid in the glass before swallowing it all down in one gulp. His eyes squint and he makes a weird face, smiling back at him. “Awww, I wasn't ready for that! I'm glad I tried to though. I couldn't resist.” He walks back over to the bed, shaking Aldan's clothes and straightening them with the warmth of his hands. As he continues to listen, he finally connects the dots, catching another guard speaking. “Ahh, now I understand what they're saying.”
\t“How was it? I was going to try. I've drunk piss before, you know. On campaign. Didn't like it, not like yours. Yours is . . .well, good. Mine? Didn't care for it.” He shakes and head back to sit on the bed and then pulls Drew onto his lap.
\t“They're executing three rapists today. Hanging. So the guards are excited.”
\t“Ah, yes. Rapists.” He spits on the ground. “Truthfully, Drew, we have more sympathy for a murderer than a rapist. That's why we hang them and behead murderers. Hanging isn't always quick. Sometimes they dance a bit, suffocating with a dislocated neck instead of a quick broken neck.” He glances at Drew, thinking. His face is serious, and questions hang in his eyes.
\t“That makes sense. I don't know why anyone would ever do that to someone... I mean, I possess evil myself, but that is far worse.” He sighs. “Today will be quite a long day, won't it? The priestess will come, right?
\t “She will. As soon as I fetch her and escort her here.” He starts to speak, stops, starts again, stops, and then begins pulling on his socks and undergarments.
\tDrew notices the silence and confusion on Aldan, he squeezes his arm, putting his shirt on for him. “I know. We can talk about things later. Go out. You must.”
\t“I just wonder. Would you care to observe the hanging? I can arrange it. It would get you some sun and fresh air. I don't know. It's a stupid idea.” He angrily slides into his shirt and pants. “I'm sorry.”
\t“It's fine. No, I don't think I'd like to. I know they let the bodies hang for a while and then they burn them to make an example. I saw it happen once myself when I first moved here with my father. Demons are just as brutal about it. I won't even go into detail, really. I'd much rather observe an execution like mine so that I can better prepare myself for what is to come.” Drew walks over to the table, reaching to grab Aldan’s sword, keys, and dagger. “Doesn't it alarm you to leave these here, knowing I could take them at any time?” He finishes off the remaining squids, licking his fingers clean, then goes to his clothes and puts them on. “Bring clean clothes from the guards as well, will you? When you return, I mean.”
\t“Of course.” He takes his sword and walks over to Drew. He places the point against his own ribs, angled up to slide between them and into his heart. He takes Drew's hand and wraps it around the hilt. “It doesn't alarm me at all.” He closes his eyes and waits.
\t“Because I wouldn't betray you. I love you.”
\t“I know.” He takes the sword and sheaths it. “It might be more merciful to do it. I mean, without you. . .” He turns away and makes himself look busy. “If I didn't have the children. I'd escape with you and leave this world, this life behind me.”
\tDrew’s face depresses, looking a bit disappointed. “Yes, you would, but that isn't the case. You have family that loves you and you also have duty. Even I have respect for the kingdoms law of justice, despite my circumstances. Now go.” He turns his around to the door, following him to it. “Don't worry. I'll still be here.”
\tHe hugs Drew tightly. “Duty. A lifetime of duty.” He kisses Drew's cheek. “I'll be back as soon as I can. Love you.” With that, Aldan straightens himself and marches down the corridor.
\tAs the door closes and his lover walks away, the boy pouts back to his bed and talks to himself. “What a fool! Doesn't he realize that he's not the only one going through this? I love him more than anything, but I would never forgive him if he just became some beggar drunk on the streets or wasted away the rest of his life. All I can hope and pray is that he'll come through and understand what I said yesterday at some point in his life, realize that he can do more, make a bigger difference...” The boy falls back into his bed, reaching for a book.
\tTime passes slowly. Drew reads. A pair of guards and a trustee come, bringing him fresh clothes and fresh water and clean restroom equipment. They're cautious, but generally leave Drew alone as they work, keeping a close eye but not taunting or engaging him. His keen ears pick out the sound of rolling drums, along with the other sounds of the hangings. Rather than listen, he activates the music box, replaying the blood symphony he shares with Aldan. Later on after finishing his last book, he exercises, completing fifty pushups, two-hundred hundred sit-ups, backflips, front-flips, stretching while meditating, memorizing passages and prayers, and returning to the music box every thirty minutes or so after one cycle of exercising. Eventually, he sits on his head, anxiously waiting for his lover to return.
\tAldan returns home for an hour or so. He plays with his children, spends time with his wife. She doesn't understand his fascination with a murderer, a demon no less! But she love Aldan and has learned to trust him. She knows of his relationship with the demon, that they have sex. She would be angry except for Aldan's honesty in his confessions and the pain in his voice as he tries to explain. After the respite of hearth and family, he rushes to the high temple of Selune. He meets with the same priestess and finalizes the arrangements. She and an acolyte accompany Aldan back to the jail. Detouring along the way to procure the needed essentials for the Binding of Hearts Ritual as well as food and drink and other things to make the night a festive occasion. Aldan and his companions barely stop in the guardroom, only long enough to inform the watch commander who the visitors are. A glare from Aldan quiets any whispers or murmuring from his fellow guards. The trio heads into the cells. Drew hears the main door into the cell block open. Three people enter before the door is closed and locked. He recognizes Aldan's footsteps.
\tDrew sniffs, smelling his lover with someone else. “Oh, his wife? That fuck! Oh wait!” He slaps his forehead. “It's the other woman!”
\tAldan rushes ahead, forgetting manners in his eagerness, his need to see Drew. He smiles as he spies his love through the bars, fumbling with the keys as he unlocks he cell door. The priestess and her assistant follow more cautiously, the assistant's eye going wide as he lays eyes on Drew. The young man, barely more than a boy, shrinks back. The priestess, a young woman who carries herself with a calm assurance, reaches back to touch him on the shoulder. He blushes and falls in behind her. They wait just outside the door as Aldan and Drew greet each other.
\tDrew immediately kisses Aldan, holding him in firmly, kissing again and again, forgetting that there are others, hungry for a tongue kiss. Once he's satisfied, he breaks off, smiling. “You've brought company. Are they scared of me?”
\tThe woman clears her throat. “My assistant was unnerved. I reminded him that love knows no forms.”
\tDrew steps off of his bed, kneeling on one foot, then stands back up. “Priestess, you have no idea how greatly we appreciate your help. It is a sense of urgency that we do this ritual today.”
\tShe bows gracefully, her assistant bows more deeply. She is dressed in silks, with a silver necklace with a pendant in the shape of a female profile, the symbol of her goddess. Her clothes hint at her curves without revealing anything immodest. The teen wears simple cotton tunic and trousers. “Leftenant Aldan has explained your unique situation. If you are truly in love, we will see you united for your time here and in the forever after.” She bows slightly. “I am Allanah, this is Edric. Please, do not interrupt your reunion on our account. We will prepare quietly.” They enter and move to one corner, unpacking the required materials with hushed prayers.
\tDrew steps back towards Aldan, holding his hand tightly.
\tAldan hugs Drew, lifting him off of the ground. He sets him down with a kiss. Looking around the cell, he nods. “I see they brought your clothes and changed your water. Good. I brought food if you're hungry. We can eat a bit before the ritual.” Still holding Drew's hand, he leads him to the table, where he unpacks tonight's repast. “Fresh fish, including more eels. You seemed to enjoy them yesterday. Fruit, vegetables. Meat pies, pork pies, a roasted goose stuffed with raisins and carrots. And pastries, many pastries.” He pours four glasses of wine.
\tLooking over the food, Drew squints his eyes, confused. “So many vegetables and fruits. Are they really good? I've never really cared for them. I'll try them if you'd like.” He leans over the table to peck him on the cheek. “Thank you for the food.”
\tAldan shakes his head. “Try them if you'd like! I enjoy them. You may not. You like eels. I only like one eel. One tiny eel that keeps spitting at me.” Allanah laughs under her breath. Edric whispers to her. She shakes her head and whispers back. Edric stops what he's doing and stands straight up, his jaw dropping. He blurts out before he thinks, "They couple together??? But...but...". She pulls him back to his duties as he blushes, and she apologizes for his outburst. "He is new to the church and has much to learn." Aldan smiles and sips his wine, gnawing on some goose.
\tDrew puts some fruit and veggies on his plate first, giving a funny smirk on his face as he does so, pouting his tail from side to side, and then he moves one meat pie, a single pastry, and a half of fresh fish to his plate. “It's a colorful plate, like us!” He sips his wine, then puts it back down, looking to the right of him as the two continue preparing.
\tAldan leans close. “Do they disturb you?” he whispers.
\t“No no. They intrigue me. Excite me?” The boy tastes some of the fruit, chewing it around more than the meat he loves and is natural to his kind. “It's decent. I think I can eat it.”
\t“You don't have to. I brought beef heart, two this time. And a whole piglet.” Aldan sits close to Drew, resting a hand on Drew's leg as they eat.
\tHe makes a sound with his armpit. “Oink oink! Looks like I'm gonna get a full belly, huh?” He relaxes into his chair, sitting up on his feet, and eats his meat pie.
\tAfter a few minutes, the priestess stands. “We can begin whenever you wish, Drew, Leftenant.”
\tDrew looks at him, licking his fingers clean. “Well, I think we should start as soon as possible. Right? If things get cold for you, I can always warm it up.”
\tAldan winks at Drew. “Yes, you can. We're ready, Silver Heart.”
\tDrew stands up out of his chair and walks over.
\tEdric unfurls a small rug, placing two cushions upon it. “If you would each kneel? He bows to each of them.”
\tAldan kneels on his cushion, smiling incessantly.
\tDrew does the same, his eyes locked on his lover.
\tAllahna faces the pair. She holds a silver incense burner. She raises it above her head and intones a prayer of blessing and protection. She places the burner on the rug, between Aldan and Drew. Edric takes a taper and lights the contents of the burner. “Please hold the censer between you and both of you breath in the smoke together. Share it, together. Blow it into each other's faces, share it anyway that you can imagine.” Her voice is gentle and calming.
\tDrew does as told first, easily inhaling the smoke, letting it fill into his mouth, lungs, nostrils, and so on. He holds it in before blowing it out slowly towards Aldan. Upon exhaling, he feels a strange feeling in his chest, heart, tail, and horns, something powerful radiating inside of him.
\tAldan breathes in, exhaling slowly into Drew's face. He tries to breathe in Drew's breath, moving his face close to Drew's. He feels warm all over, especially his chest. He rests a hand on Drew's hip as they continue to breathe in the sweet, pungent smoke.
\tAgain, Drew takes in the smoke, inhaling it also when Aldan blows it towards him, but this time he leans in to lock lips with him to share the smoke. He finishes the kiss, blushing. “Was that against the rituals rules?”
\tAldan kisses him back.
\tThe priestess smiles, warmly, at them. “Tell me, Drew, what are the rules of love?”
\tHe looks to her, in a trance, and doesn't think about his answer. “To let it come to you and recognize it when it does. To never betray it. To love without mercy. To understand, sympathize, empathize, become one with who you love.”
\tShe smiles again, nodding slowly. “I think that what you did was well within the rules of love. And well within our purpose here today.” She turns to her assistant Edric, the bowl and blade. He bows to her and hands her a small, ornate silver bowl and small ivory dagger. She takes them and kneels before Drew and Aldan, Edric slipping a cushion beneath her knees at the last moment. “I will take seven drops of blood from each of you. Who will go first?”
\tDrew raises his hand. “Oh! Me me me me me me! But, well, I've been hogging all of the fun. Maybe you should go, Aldan.”
\tAldan shrugs. “I'll go first. He holds out his hand to her.”
\tShe takes and pierces his middle finger. “We pierce the middle finger, for it connects most directly to the heart.” She turns his hand over, holding it above the bowl. “The first drop come from the heart.” The drop falls into the bowl, an oddly audible drip sound accompanying the drop. The bowl, for an instant, glows green. “The second drop from the mind.” Again, a strangely loud sound and momentary glow. “The third drop from the soul.” The sound is louder, the glow brighter and lasts longer. “The fourth drop comes from your past, alone.” A different tone, more discordant, the glow is reddish. “The fifth, your present.” Strings, faint strings, almost like your music box. The glow is clear. “The sixth is your future, together.” A single note. A flash of white. Then nothing. Aldan takes a deep breath, his teeth clenched. She seems sad. “The seventh drop binds you. Forever.” There is no sound or flash. She bows her head and places Aldan's hand over your heart. She holds her hand out for Drew's.
\tDrew is quiet in focus. He lifts out his left hand to her. “Why wasn't their sound?”
\tShe shakes her head, almost imperceptibly. “After. Ssshhhh.”
\tHe nods, stays quiet.
\tShe takes Drew's hand and pierces his middle finger. “This is your heart, most connected to the middle finger.” The drop lands with a loud echoing sound, a brief glow of blue. “The second drop is in your mind.” Another loud drip sound, the glow of blue swirls for a split second with black and white. “The third drop is your soul.” The drip sound reverberates through the room. The glow is sustained for several seconds, orange and red mixed and swirling. She seems surprised but continues. Edric gasps. “The fourth drop is your past.” The sound is a lone horn, mournful and short. The glow is muddled. “The fifth drop is your present. Today.” The horn is joined by others, rising to an audible crescendo that shakes the room. The glow starts blue but is joined by green. She breathes in sharply, Edric takes a step back. Aldan squeezes Drews leg. “The sixth drop. . .” she hesitates “Is your future.” the drop makes no sound. There is a flash of blue and green, the blue fades, leaving green which grows dimmer and dimmer until it vanishes. “The seventh drop is forever.” The drop makes no sound, there is no flash. She watches the bowl expectantly. “You are about to speak, torn by curiosity and fear?” She takes his hand and places it over Aldan's heart. She reaches behind her, and Edric slips a large silver hoop into her hand. She holds it before him, between the two lovers. “Kiss through the ring.”
\tAldan nods and holds his face near the opening, which is large enough for you to stick your head through.
\tDrew does the same, kissing him deeply, pushing his tongue into Aldan's mouth. A wave of emotions floods him and his heart, sending shivers all over his body. His tail jolts, then rests. They kiss for what seems like forever, eyes closed, and for a moment the two of them feel themselves in each-others bodies, then returning. The kiss breaks apart, a trail of spit stretching out from their lips. Drew says with his lips, not speaking, “I love you.”
\tAldan mouths the words to Drew, “I love you. Forever.”
\t“Forever,” he says with mouth in return.
\tThe priestess bows her head and lowers the ring over Drew’s head to touch his shoulders, then lowers it over Aldan's head to touch his shoulders. The ring glows blue and green and disappears without a sound. She smiles happily. “It is done. You are joined throughout time, throughout eternity, across all planes and realities. Your hearts will ever seek each other and guide you together. Forever.” She bows gracefully to each of them, then sighs. “Is there more wine?”
\tDrew laughs a bit. “Yes, there is plenty enough for the two of you!” Drew leans over to hug at Aldan for a moment, then stands back up to fill two glasses of wine. “So why was there no sound? Or should I not know? And why did you both act so surprised on my fifth drop?”
\tShe joins him at the table, as Edric cleans up the ritual area. She drinks deeply and hold her glass out. “May I have more? Edric, drink your wine before you do all that.” He scurries over, bowing to Drew, and taking his wine. “Are you sure you want the answers to those questions?”
\t“I don't know...”
\tShe takes his hand and places it in Aldan's. “There was not sound because the day after tomorrow. . .”
\t“I see. And for the other thing?”
\t“You have no idea, either of you, do you?” She takes bit of goose, nibbling politely.
\t“I might.” He thinks for a moment, a bit paranoid. He says something in his language under his breath. “It could be something else that I don't know about though.”
\tShe smiles, interested in Drew's ideas. Aldan scoots closer to Drew, holding him and playing tag with his tail, gently. She prods Drew. “Tell me your thoughts, young man.”
\tHe looks at Aldan, holds his hand for a moment, then sighs to explain. “Demons have their own forms of magic and no spells have been added to it for a long time. Well, that is until a few years before I was born. A boy said he saw a creature when he was just five years old that attacked him. Later on, he felt himself consumed with new powers. He was the first in six hundred years to have invented new spells, but every time he used them, he was consumed with horrible emotions, the need to hurt others, to kill. He went insane and killed thirty people one night, then ended himself. The magic he learned was taken from the books, sealed away. I saw this same creature when I was five years old. My father and I moved here when I was very young, but I'd visit my ancestors for three months every year. When I was nine, I had found myself in a trance when studying magic and had also founded a spell of my own. When I first used it, I felt myself overcome with dark emotions that are still present. I used this power to kill others and I enjoyed it. Even now, I don't know if I regret it, because I justify it... Again, the spell was taken out, sealed away, but I still possess it. I don't know if I can blame all of my anger issues and tendencies on it though.” He reaches for his wine, finishing it quickly. “But it was probably something else, right?”
\tShe raises her eyebrows. “It was something else. The darkness you unleashed, that you performed is no longer a part of you. Except that part of it that you hang on to with your memories and guilt. The spell you remember. But the darkness no longer corrupts you. Take the time you have left to accept this and do not seek to carry it with you into the next world. Your dark emotions are a part of you, Drew. Not all of you. The love with you is so much stronger than the darkness. So much.” She takes a sip of wine. “The two of you have done this before.”
\tEdric has finished and sits on the floor, beside Allahna. She looks at him and sighs. “You may use a chair, Edic, and help yourself to whatever you wish, unless the two you do not wish to allow him to eat?”
\tDrew looks confused. “Of course he can eat! We have plenty of food. And fruit!” He takes some of the squids out of the box, eating them up quickly.
\tEdric hops into a chair and eats happily. “Thank you, lords.”
\tDrew steps out of his chair, standing in the middle of the room, forming a fire in his hand. He faces towards them, showing a figure inside of it. “There will be a third boy like me and the boy before me. His powers are... Beyond this world. Sometimes when I cast a fire, I can see him in it or hear him.” The flame dissipates. “Anyway.” He walks back to his seat and sits down. “Thank you for everything. You have no idea how much of a relief doing this feels.”
\tShe looks at Drew, studying him. Then at Aldan. He speaks first. “You said we'd done this before. Done what before?”
\tShe look at Drew again. “Do you know what I meant?”
\tThe boy nods. “No... Not really.”
\tShe takes a pastry. “The Ritual. I'm surprised you hadn't realized that. I am also not surprised that you have vision in your flames. You both have done this ritual with each other before.”
\t“In another life, you mean?”
\t“Yes.” she nods. “In other lives. Because you are a demon, you are not completely severed from your other lives. Thus, you have visions. Warnings, perhaps. Or memories. But you and Aldan have met and fallen in love before, in other lives.”
\tAldan frowns and takes a swallow of wine. Edric watches, quietly chewing his food.
\t“Strange.” He doesn't know what else to say. “Uhm, not to be rude, but I was wondering when my lover and I can be alone. We don't have much time left in the day.”
\t“That's not rude at all.” She stands. “You should stay together from now until the. . .until the end. You will find each other and be together again, but who can say how quickly.” She steps closer to Drew, taking his hands in hers. She leans down on kisses his cheeks and his forehead. “The Lady bless you and fill your heart with love.”
\tHe gasps, kneeling quickly down in respect, then back up.
\tEdric packs everything up. As he's about the leave he turns. “I'm sorry if I was rude. I've never seen a demon before. I . . .I didn't know what to think. Thank you.” he steps out of the door, before turning again. “I'm sorry.” He heads down the hall.
\tShe kisses Aldan the same way, whispering something to him. She smiles and bows gracefully, exiting the cell and joining Edric as they leave.
\tThey're silent for a moment. Drew doesn't know how to read his reaction. “I'm glad you brought them. Are you?”
\tAldan nods. “Yes, I am. And not just because it pleases you. Knowing that we'll be together again is a comfort. Knowing that our love is true is a comfort. Knowing that I've loved you before helps this make more sense. So, yes, I am glad that we are married now.” He grins, grabbing a pastry and holding it out to Drew.
\tDrew takes it, breaking it in half eating it. “If there is anything you would like to ask me, today would be the day. I didn't want to bring anything out last night, but today, I think we have to confront whatever is on our minds.”
\t“Everything. Tell me everything.” Aldan refills both of their glasses. The wine and the smoke have them both relaxed and calm. “Oh?” He arches ad eyebrow. “Is there something you wished to ask or tell me?”
\t“Maybe later. But I have been asking most of the questions. So I think you should now.”
\tAldan heaps a plate with cheese, fruit, and pastries, grabs a bottle of wine and gestures towards the bed. “Let's get more comfortable and I will ask at least two questions.”
\tDrew follows him there, sitting cross legged. He finishes the second half of the pastry.
\tAldan settles in. “I have to be holding some part of you. I am curious about the darkness you unleashed when you were younger. You hurt people? And I would like to know what happened the night you killed the men that landed you here.”
\t“And the one I robbed too, I'm sure.” Drew thinks back, casting a flame in his hand again, letting it float over the table, then letting it vanish. “That night, when I was attacked by it, my mother came rushing into my room. I don't remember doing it, but... I did. Everyone knew exactly what had happened the next day, that I must have been going through the same thing the boy went through. So I had felt nothing but shame and anger over it. They said they didn't judge me, that they were just worried and understood. But it didn't feel like it. We moved shortly after that and when I visited, the hate would fester more and more. I got in fights with people and I don't even know why. The spell is simple and natural to me. I just imagine it when I see the person I want to hurt, and it burns them alive from the inside. For the man I robbed in his home, I didn't mean to make it so bloody, but I guess I hadn't realized how strong it was. Most of his body exploded when I casted the spell on him.” He looks away. “I don't understand how you can love someone like me that's done such destruction.”
\t“Did you kill your mother?”
\tThe boy nods. “I think it was on accident. What happened to the man I robbed happened to her on a much more extreme level. I don't want to describe it.”
\tAldan drains his glass, carefully setting it on the floor. “It might ease your mind if you shared. I love you, Drew. Fate, destiny, the will or Selune, luck. Whatever it is, I've pledged myself to you through all of time. Do you want to know what I think when you tell me these things?”
\t“I don't know.”
\tAldan pulls himself into a crosslegged position and turns Drew so that they are facing each other, knees practically touching. He leans forward and rests his forehead against Drew's. “I think that I love you. I think that I wish we had more time. I think you hold these things inside you, and you shouldn't. I love you, Drew. It's too much for a boy to bear on his own. Tell me everything, Drew. Everything.”
\tA single tear goes down his face. “The other boy, he is a bit younger than me. He's here, in the kingdom, and lives beneath a temple. You must save him before he snaps. If not, everyone in the entire kingdom will die.”
\tAldan leans close and kisses the tear away. “Tell me everything about him. But tell me about your mother. And the men at the tavern. Tell me so you don't have to carry that. Let me carry it.”
\tHe holds his hand. “I don't know who he is. Just the details. He's half black wolf, half demon.” Drew licks his parched lips and catches his breath. “My mother was always loving to me. I'm sure that's why she rushed in when she heard me screaming in pain. Before I was born, she was a healer in wars for people of this kingdom, as this place provides them with safety in the comfort of the forests becoming overrun by Cruiberg soldiers. Dad says that she healed more than a thousand lives in her lifetime.”
\tAldan holds Drew's hand as he talks.
\t“The men at the tavern... It was a month after that incident had happened. I was standing outside at night when they came up and noticed me, started mocking me about who I was, how their ancestors killed so many of my ancestors. I told them to shut up or I would kill them. They laughed, said I was just a weak boy, and one of them grabbed my horns. That's when I snapped. I put my hand against his chest, and he was blown in half. The next was stunned and frozen in fear, confused, and the other went for his knife. I looked at him, smiling, and let the flame burn him alive slowly, taking the knife from his hand, and then I stabbed him in the heart. The other fell to the ground begging for his life, saying how sorry he was, that it was just a joke. I pointed one finger at him and walked away, hearing him scream. People from the tavern ran for help. A few hours later they came to my house where I was with my father. I was going to fight, but one man had used a spell on me that made me tired and weak, and then he knocked me out. Next thing I knew, I was in a different cell, awaiting trial. And you know the rest.”
\t“Your mother died only a month ago?”
\t“No. When I was five. When the spirit attacked me. Whatever it was.”
\t“And you're fourteen?”
\t“I would be in two months.”
\t“Did she ever heal the King's troops?”
\tHe nods. “For all I know, she might have once healed you.”
\tAldan nods, then speaks very quietly. “She did.”
\t“There's no way I would have done it on purpose.”
\t“I know.”
\tDrew rubs his fingers over Aldan's hand.
\t“She healed me and I'm here with you now. So, in a sense, she's here with both of us.”
\tThe boy nods again. He moves the plate of food out of the way.
\t“It's almost like she saved me so I could be here with you. It's said your people see things others can't. Maybe she knew.” He hugs Drew. “She knew that you'd need me. So you wouldn't be alone.” He looks deep into Drew's eyes, caressing his cheek.
\tDrew looks up, placing one hand on Aldan's side and kisses him softly. “I've changed my mind. You can sleep with me tomorrow night on one condition. You will wake up before me and prepare that everything is right, that I am not thrown in with the rest, but instead buried somewhere peaceful like you said.”
\t“I agree.” He returns the kiss. “What shall we do, Drew? What do you want to do right now?”
\tThe demon boy kisses back. Again and again. “I want to be touched by you. I want you to feel me. Make love to me again. Not like the time before. Intimately. Then you will give me a bath and tell me a story.”
\tHe smiles. “That sounds wonderful.” He eases Drew down onto his back and cups the back of Drew's head as he kisses his demon boy. His tongue searching slowly in Drew's mouth. He pauses as one hand slides down, massaging his lover's boyhood through his clothes. “Would you like blood?”
\t“Not yet.” Drew kisses him back, submitting to his lover, the smoke in his body still having effect on him. He pulls off his shirt and comes back down to kiss him again, swapping mouth and tongue.
\tAldan peels off his own shirt, pulling Drew's face to his chest, where he can feel his heartbeat against his cheek and smell his manliness. He slips his hand inside Drew's garments and fundoshi, squeezing and massaging his dick. “I want to be inside you.”
\tHe moans, feeling his way down Aldan's pants to grip at his ass. “Do you know where the oil went?”
\t“Yes, don't worry.” He pulls Drew's pants off and buries his face in his fundoshi. Taking loud and long deep breaths, Aldan bites and nibbles the white fabric, rubbing his face against it. He slowly unties it and begins to remove it. Every inch of Drew that is revealed in the process is kissed and licked, nibbled and tongued.
\tDrew pulls at the base of his erect cock, pointing it to Aldan's mouth, then he feels at his pubic hairs. His other hand is playing with own nipples before he then uses it to touch his lovers face.
\tAldan takes the head into his mouth, wrapping it with his tongue, surrounding it with warmth and wetness. He sucks hard, exploring the pee slit with his tongue. “If you have to pee, warn me first...I want it...I want everything you can give.” He slides down on the demon cock, loving it with his mouth. The gentle curve of it, the taste, the smell...memorizing ever part of it. He moves off of the dick, lowering himself to suck Drew's balls. He lets his tongue roam over Drew. His sack and his cock receive most of his attention, but he also licks Drew's thighs, just where they join his torso, then up along his belly, tonguing his belly button before returning to the sweet dick and balls of his lover.
\tOne hand runs along in Aldan's hair as his legs rise up, tail curling around the left one as he leans up on his elbows to watch him suck. “That feels amazing. You're perfect at this.” He leans his head down, moaning softly, sometimes jolting when a certain spot on his dick is licked.
\tNoticing his boy's reaction, he returns to the spot every few licks or strokes, giving it gentle, but fleeting attention. He grins up at Drew, his mouth filled with demon-boy cock. He muffles, “How do I look?”
\t“Good. Better than ever.” He giggles a bit. “You can do me down there now, if you'd like.”
\t“Let me lick you there for a while first, if that's okay?” He pushes Drew's legs up and spreads his cheeks with his thumbs. He slowly licks and kisses his way from Drew's balls, down to his hole, not missing any part of his boy. Gently, he kisses and probes the hole with his tongue. When his tongue enters easily, he greases a finger and finger's Drew, sucking his balls and dick as he works. Aldan's expression is pure contentment. He's concentrating on pleasuring Drew, and is enjoying every moment, every lick, every touch.
\tDrew relaxes his bodies into the sheet, one hand under his head behind the pillow, the other on his stomach, allowing himself to accept this pleasure. “Ah, yes, lick me there. Finger me. Everything you do is transcendent.” He grips his cock, stroking slowly, roughly, licking his hand every once in a while, before he returns to it.
\tAldan spends a good ten minutes or more eating Drew's ass. Licking, tonguing, fingering, adding more lube, more spit, taking Drew slowly to new heights of relaxed pleasure. He reaches down, stroking his cock until the first drop of precum appears. He smiles at Drew. “It's time, love.” He crawls up on Drew, placing his arms within easy biting distance of his lover, and positioning his cock to enter. “I'm going to fuck you now, Drew.” He slowly presses his cock, thick and hot, into Drew's hole, wet and tight. He slowly begins fucking his young boyfriend, his young husband. Long, deep strokes ending when his balls touch Drew's ass. Slowly withdrawing and repeating the process. He leans his head down, kissing Drew, slowly and passionately. Nibbling his tongue, his lips, his ears, his neck. He rubs his nose to Drew's whispering how much he loves him, how much his demon boy lover makes him happy and how he yearns to fill him with cum or cover his face with cum.
\tDrew presses his arms over Aldan's back under his armpits to bring him in closer, kissing him deeply for long periods of time. He licks at a spot on his husbands upper right arm, then sinks his teeth in carefully. The pain is sharp, but more like a needle. He does it so well that Aldan can barely notice how deep it has gone into him. When he releases, the blood runs down, thick and glowing red. He licks it up, bringing the taste into his next kisses, caressing his lovers back, brushing it softly as he's fucked. It helps that he was fucked so hard yesterday. Today, his muscles are beyond relaxed and adjusted, and every thrust against his prostate feels like he's having an orgasm. “Fuck me, Aldan, my husband...” Drew kisses him again, their tongues meeting and pressing against each other. “I will always love you. Forever. For eternity. In this life and beyond.”
\tAldan continues to fuck his demon boy. He increases the power of his strokes, somehow keeping them gentle. Every thrust pokes and prods Drew's prostate. Kissing Drew, he savors the mix of his husband's spit and his blood. Drew can tell by Aldan's breathing that he's close. No words need be exchanged. Aldan leans his head down and bites Drew's shoulder, his dull omnivore's teeth hurting before they draw blood. He kisses Drew, mixing their blood together with their spit. “I will always love you, Drew. I will always be your husband and I will always seek you. In this life and beyond . . .” His head arches back and he grunts and gasps, his cock swelling and erupting inside of Drew. Two, three strong ropes shoot deep into the boy and then Aldan hurriedly withdraws and jacks himself, milking his load onto Drew's chest and stomach. Four more ropes, thick and sticky, wet and warm, pelt Drew's chest and stomach.
\tAs soon as Aldan cums, Drew feels himself come close to ejaculating as well. Without even touching his hands, he has his own orgasm after his lover finishes shooting all over his stomach. Five shots spurt out into the pool of mixed semen. He looks at it in amazement, beaming with love. “What a beautiful mess.” He places his hand in it, sucking up the cum, and then puts his hand out to Aldan, who sucks his fingers respectfully. They clean up all of their cum by eating it, then they collapse into each others arms, exhausted, deeply in love. A few minutes later after resting, Drew props himself up. “Ready to clean me?” He walks over to the bowl of water, large enough for him to sit in if he wanted to, only two feet tall. He sits next to it and puts a cloth on his knee.
\t“A little wine as I wash.” He pulls a chair next to his boy, fills glasses for each of them. He raises his glass. “To my husband.” They clink glass and drink. Aldan wets the cloth and begins to wash Drew. He kisses just before he washes an area. Using firm, gentle strokes he makes the washing a sensual experience, almost a cleansing massage.
\tDrew places his hand into the water, warming it up. “That should help. Tell me when you want me to stand up.”
\tAldan nods. He washes Drew carefully, mindful of what awaits. He doesn't dwell, though, pushing those thought aside to concentrate on Drew's body. Memorizing he hair, every pore, every goose bump, the smell, the taste, the feel of every inch of his husband. “Okay, stand, please.” He continues with the legs and lower body, studying closely, etching every detail into his brain. He lets Drew take the cloth to wash his horns. Washing Drew's butt, he can't resist another dive into his hole, eating him again for a few minutes, before cleaning him. The last place he cleans are Drew's feet, and once finished, Aldan picks Drew up and carries him back to bed, laying him down and sucking his toes for several minutes. “What now, my love. You've been loved and cleaned. What's next, husband?”
\tHe twirls a finger over Aldan's chest, a painful smile on his face, his heart aching knowing that this will be one of their last nights together. He hugs him, kisses his shoulder a dozen or so times, then looks back up at him. “A story. About you, or anything.”
\t“Anything?”
\t“Sure.” He pulls the pillow up a bit closer and adjusts it.
\tAldan cuddles Drew close. “As you wish. Let me think.” Aldan plays with Drew's hair as he thinks, or his tail if it come close and seems in a mood to play. Aldan holds Drew close, enjoying his warmth and his smell. He wracked his brain for a story. Something to help his boy-husband relax. That meant no war stories, too much death. He had an idea. “Would you like to know about my children?” He thinks for a moment. “Your step-sons and step-daughters, aren't they now?”
\tDrew hadn't thought about that until now. “Yes, I would love to.”
\tAldan smiles and kisses the top of Drew's head. “Okay, daddy. Well, I have three sons and one daughter. Bryan is the oldest, he's going to be 11 when the leaves fall this year. He's a serious boy, always thinking, always studying. Even when practicing with the sword or bow, he's always asking question. Picking my brain. He wants to be a soldier, an officer. To lead men into battle.” Aldan smiles and fairly swells and glows as he talks. “He's shorter than you, a good deal leaner and thinner, but he's already getting muscles. When his growth spurt hits, he'll be as strong as his old man in no time. We hunt together, fish. I've already mentioned he trains with the sword and bow. And can he ride a horse! Fearless on a horse. He has his own, we keep at the stables down the road from the house. Whirlwind he named him. A little small, but perfect for Bry. Gods, I wish you could see the two of them racing or just riding for fun. When I get home, he asks about you. "How's Uncle Drew? Has the King changed his mind yet?" Such a good boy. He doesn't understand yet that Kings don't change their mind.”
\tHe grins, continuing to feel along his lovers skin.
\t“The next oldest is Milliken. He's 9 last month. He studies just as hard as Bry but doesn't favor sword or bow. Saves every penny he can to buy paper and quill and ink and writes down his flights of fancy. He's got a stack, oh, yay high.” He holds his hands two feet apart. “Every page packed full, side to side and top to bottom. He'd got his own shorthand and the wife and I can make neither hide nor hair of most of it. But he reads them to us most nights. Bry got my coloring, eyes, and hair, but Mikey is blonde and green eyed. A little pudgy, but he's a good lad. He'd talk to you for days, writing every word you said.”
\t“Maybe he will write about us one day and publish it.”
\t“Then we have Sally. Oh, sweet Sally. Eight years old and full of piss and vinegar. Hates being a girl. Her brothers have all the fun. Bry gets to play with swords and ride horses, Mikey is going to be a scholar, Sally wants to know why she has to get married. I leave that to her mother.” Aldan laughs. “She's fair like, Mikey. She cooks as well as her mother but doesn't want to ever get married. We're hoping that will change, since she's so young. Just hope she finds a husband that respects her and doesn't try to control her.” Aldan begins caressing Drew's shoulders and back. He takes a drink of wine and continues. “Our youngest is Jereminy. He's our little hellion. Always asking why, always trying to tag along with Bry. Steals a sword if we're not careful. More than once, he's marched in to inform us he's leaving home to hunt dragons. Six years old, ready to fight any and all. When he gets tired or hungry, he falls back to his age. Needs mommy or daddy to hold him when he sleeps or make him a snacky.” Aldan laughs. “His hair is mud colored because he's always covered in mud. Most of the time he looks like a goblin, covered in dirt and leaves.”
\tDrew sits up on his elbow, his tail flaunting around as he takes in what he's learned about his stepchildren, those he believes he will never see. “What about your wife?”
\tAldan sighs, He looks at Drew, or rather looks beyond him as if seeing a mirage in the distance. His fingers absently trail lightly over Drew's skin. “Which one?” He smiles as he asks.
\t“Hey!” He pokes his stomach. “I'm no wife. I'm your husband.”
\t“And a fine husband at that!” Aldan pokes and tickles Drew, before pulling him in close and wrapping his arms around his demon love. “Katey is better than any of us deserve. She doesn't understand you and I, but she trusts me. I've been a soldier all my life and I've marched and bled over three kingdoms. I've had my share of camp women and beggar boys. But I always come home to Kate.” He sighs “And she's always been there when I've returned.” Aldan leans over Drew, grabbing the glass and finishing the wine. “We have our rituals, Kate and I. When I return from a campaign, we walk together along the river and I confess every transgression I've made. So far, she's forgiven each one. Men stray, she tells me. I've strayed less than most, I suppose.” He looks at Drew and brushes down a few stray hairs, gently tracing a finger along his horns. “I never loved another until you. She has a hard time with that, I think. She asked me why and I can't explain it to her. Were you a free man…” Aldan's voice trails off and he falls silent.
\t“Ssshhhh.” Drew takes Aldan's hand, kissing it. “You said that she's pregnant. When will your next child be born?”
\tAldan's face brightens, excitement shining from his eyes. “Four, maybe five months. The midwife and omens say it will be another son.”
\t“And this will be the last one? You'll be quite busy with that many rascals always running around.” He brushes one hand over Aldan's hairy chest, playing with the curls in it, hoping to relax him. “You said that your son Bryan asks about me a lot. Why don't you bring him here? Let me meet him.”
\t“Kate says it will be the last one, but she said that after Sally. When she found she was pregnant with Jer, she could have ended it. The midwife has a mixture that would have purged the pregnancy. She chose not to. She had that chance this time, too. Who's to say what she'll do next time? I suspect we may have one or two more after this.” He watches Drew playing with his chest hair. “It calms me when you do that. I want nothing more than to close my eyes and let your hands and mouth wander all o'er me. Bring Bryan? Are you sure?”
\tDrew nods. “Sure. You don't have to. I mean, would you let your son speak and get to know any other killer in the prison other than me?” He laughs at his own joke.
\tLaughing, Aldan nods. “You are his step-father, after all. Very well. Tomorrow, I'll bring him along, if he wants to come and Kate has no objection.” He thinks for a moment. “We might be able to arrange something special.” Drew recognizes the look on Aldan's face. He's planning something.
\t“I guess I'll just have to wait and see.” He snuggles up closer but avoids having his horns puncture Aldan's skin. “You can fall asleep whenever you want. I'll wake you up like I always do.”
\tAldan settles in next to his lover. He sighs contentedly, kissing Drew's forehead. “I will dream of you.” Closing his eyes, Aldan's breathing becomes deep and regular, falling asleep in a matter of minutes.
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