5 comments/ 7509 views/ 2 favorites Guardian Ch. 01 By: IceGlass This is my first time attempting to write a story. Please free to leave feedback. I'm thinking of writing a series; want to hear your opinions. (All characters mentioned below are 18+ of age) I fell for him the second my eyes met him. His irresistible golden brown eyes met my own and quickly invited me to sit beside him. My dear William. I suppose knowing him as a childhood friend has its merits but one great disadvantage, he would never see me more than a friend, while I am hopelessly in love with him. His sweet innocent voice once again lures me into a world I can only imagine exists, a world where he loves me as much as I love him. *** Blaine: I wake up every morning to a dream where I cover his smaller frame and other explicit details I would rather not delve into. I pull on a hoodie and running shoes that have been less that useless for some time now with bits and pieces of them tearing off. I reach my front door and run. I run until I can't feel my body anymore like every other morning, I run thinking that perhaps I can conquer his heart with my looks. I chuckle as I return to my porch after a long run. My sweet William isn't shallow. I keep up the slight jog up the stairs until I reach the bathroom. I took a quick shower and stare intently into the mirror. Several hours in the gym have made my chest broad and well-defined, my stomach hard and large arms have made many women and some men look twice at me in a casual walk down the streets. Today being a happy day, the return to school after a long yet well-deserved summer break into the final year of High school. I eat my traditional bowl of Ramen for breakfast and head to school. *** I got to school just in time and parked in the senior parking lot. I walk around without thought on the campus reveling in the fact that this is the final year of high school, When I crash into a small boy perhaps a first or second year and drop all of his books. "I'm sorry little buddy I didn't see you." I bend down and pick up his books, as I'm returning his books to him his mutters a quick thank you and quickly walks away trying to disguise the blush threatening to spread around his face. I can't help but chuckle at my mishap, "Well no harm done" I say to myself walking into my first period class. *** First period Calculus, I smirk and think 'What a gift god has bestowed upon me, I should calm down before I explode from excitement.' My sarcastic thoughts were cut short by the late arrival of a student. His honey brown hair is perfectly accented with his golden eyes, William. He smiles at me revealing his dazzling white teeth and sat in the seat in front of me. I panicked. I would never be able to concentrate in this class anymore with him being so close, with a resigning attitude I read the syllabus for the class and tried my best not to think too much about him. As fate would have it I did not share the same class as him before lunch so I searched the school grounds looking for him until I found him. My happy mood was crushed by the image in front of me. A boy who I recognized as Issaac Clark a third year was sitting a little bit too close to William. I approached them but I quickly noticed the disgusted face on him. William was at the edge of his seat and before I knew it my hand grabbed Issaac by his shirt and pulled him away from him. "What's your problem? You trying make me look bad in front of Willy over here?" He said as I threatened to punch him in the face. Warm hands grabbed my arm and I melted against the touch of him. I released Issaac and relished in his warm touch. He whispered in such a soft tone that made my heart melt, "Don't hurt him please." I turned around to apologize to Issaac but he was nowhere to be found pussy I thought to myself. And swiftly turned to William, he smiled and hugged me. I mentally thanked Issaac; I would do anything to feel this smaller man in my arms. *** William: Like every morning my younger brother woke me up. Although I am the oldest child I always felt young next to my brothers. My small 5'6'' frame made second and even first years' tower over me making me always a little bit self-conscious. Darren the second oldest brother ruffles my hair, "Pipsqueak, aren't you excited for your fourth and final year of high school?" I quickly got out of his grasp, "Stop it you're messing up my hair. And you forget I'm older, second year!" I stick my tongue out and run to the kitchen. My mother had a feast ready for breakfast. My mother, as always smacked my brother with a wooden spoon softly. "Stop running in the house, William you're next." I froze with that word, she never uses my full name, and at my reaction she began laughing and served me a mountain of food. "Don't worry my boy you're not in trouble yet. Just stay out of trouble. And stop being so adorable. Silly Willy." That was more like my mother. Her petite frame was carried with amazing grace and I found myself smiling deeply at her. My other two brothers came in, Darren A second year, Rich a third year and little Greg a first year. Even though I am the oldest all my brothers are taller or about the same size. I look at all of them; we share the same brown hair but they all had my mother's icy blue eyes. I shared my father's brown eyes; with that thought heavy footsteps approached the kitchen. My father shared many of my appearances the only difference was his huge body. With large muscles rippling on his body he sometimes wondered how I could be his son. I ate carefully and kept the conversation alive. We spoke about everything and anything at all. I ate all my food while my mother kept a watchful eye on me, insuring I ate all of it. I rode to school with Darren. I was truly excited to go to school. *** I got to class a couple of minutes late cursing under my breathe. I was a senior and was still getting lost on the first day of school. First period Calculus, just my luck. I walked into class and saw Blaine, my best friend since I could remember. We practically grew up together and as the years passed by he has changed. His tall body was accented with bulging muscles which made every girl want to have him and every guy want to be him. He is always very kind and protective over me, and I smiled warmly at him. I took a seat in front of him and concentrated on my class. *** At lunch I took out my boxed lunch and sat in the same table as my friends has sat in since we were first years. A note slipped out of my pack and someone picked it up. Issaac... he picked it up and sat next to me. I disguised my disgust and said, "Thank you Issaac you are very kind. Would you please give me back that paper?" He got closer pushing me to the edge of my seat, "Sure sweet heart I would do anything for you." His face was too close to mine; I panicked and thought I couldn't do anything to stop him if he tried. I whispered, "Please don't get any closer Issaac, you know I don't see you the same way you do." I covered my face and when I uncovered it someone pulled him back crushing him into the wall. My savior, Blaine. He gave a threatening look to Issaac and the wave of relief that rushed over me quickly disappeared as fear over took me. I did not want Issaac to get hurt, I place my hands on Blaine's arm I quietly whispered, "Please don't hurt him." He let him go and turned to me giving me an undeserved look of admiration. He turned where Issaac was but he was gone. When he looked at me again without words I hugged him tight. Blaine has always been here to protect me. My Knight in Shining Armor. *** I shared my final two classes with Blaine, both periods being a swim class. He was truly a sight to behold seeing him in such small tight jammers. Everyone was looking at him and I couldn't help but feel jealous. My friend Valerie was also ogling him and see said, "Wow, I should have grabbed him while I had a chance. That hunk is way out of my league now. Although Willy, he might be in yours." I blushed deeply and didn't notice Blaine sneaking up on me. He picked me up and carried me away. "How's my little Will? I saw you blushing and thought I might want to save you." I found myself hiding in my hair trying to hide the fact that I was blushing even harder now. He looked at me with concerned eyes and softly put me down on a bench. "I'm sorry I picked you up without asking. I just saw you in your cute swimsuit and couldn't resist." I didn't believe what Blaine was telling me. I always suspected he felt something for me but this is the first time he acted on his feelings. *** Blaine: I panicked. I joined swimming because I knew William was a member. I didn't know if I could withstand seeing him in a swimsuit just thinking about it brought less than appropriate thoughts to mind. I saw him talking to Valerie, a mutual friend and something she said made him blush. Only I can make him blush. I snuck up on him and carried him in my arms. He felt so good in my arms. But he was hiding behind his hair, his blush only growing with every passing moment. I ignored all the eyes on us and placed him softly on a bench. I apologized, "I'm sorry I picked you up without asking. I just saw you in your cute swimsuit and couldn't resist." The words simply slipped out of my mouth. I didn't realize what I said until it was too late he gave me a deer in the headlights look. Our instructor called us that moment and I was spared. For the rest of the day I swam, and swam until I couldn't feel pain anymore. I decided to avoid him, give him time to think but I guess he had the same though. I couldn't help but feel hurt. *** William: Blaine as always overachieving. On the first day of classes it is understandable for a student to laze around but today he swam and swam like there was no tomorrow. The instructor was impressed by his abilities although Blaine confessed he began to learn how to swim over the summer, always so modest. His earlier confession wasn't as upsetting as it was nerve-racking. Blaine, to put it in Valerie's terms is such a hunk and could have anyone at all in the school. Now that I think of it, I've never seen him with anyone else, man or woman. I thought of the feeling of his body enveloping mine and I covered my face and joined him in the swimming pool. There wasn't any opportunity to talk to him and I was glad, ignoring him on the way to the showers. On my way out he was there waiting for me. "Hey Will, you want to grab a bite to eat? My treat." He smiled warmly making my knees shake. "I-II can't" I stuttered, "I have to go home, need to get there on time or else my mom worries." With a look of disappointment he said, "Well at least let me wait here with you for Darren, I don't want anything bad happen to you Will. Seeing you today at lunch has made me worry more than usual, but I guess I can't do anything about it." I felt truly bad rejecting him, he has always been so kind and I didn't want something as small as him flirting with me get in the way of our friendship. He came closer and pulled me to him; I couldn't help but melt at his touch. "You look cold Will; here let me warm you up." And he did warm me up; I felt blood rushing to my groin. I just laid my face against his strong chest and forgot about everything else in the world. With a jolt I parted from his embrace, he held on tighter. "Wassup Darren? You're keeping your brother waiting too long aren't you?" With those words I turned around and saw my younger brother. His face was attempting to mask the disgust he felt towards the two. "Nah I'm alright had to get some things, why don't you give William here a ride home. Save me a lot of trouble." Blaine nodded and I followed him to his car. I sat in the familiar black Toyota with spotless seats and carpets. I smiled at him and we headed home. Guardian Ch. 01 Twenty years had passed since Mikael had first met the baby that had grown so fast into a woman. She'd been kept in the hospital for a few weeks until the adoption procedures had been completed. One of the midwives who'd been at the birth was unable to have their own children, and she'd adopted the baby. She'd given the baby a name, a home and a loving start in life. Until she'd died of cancer soon after Eleanor's fifth birthday. Ellie had been left alone once again, and shoved back into the foster system that had held her in its evil grasp until her eighteenth birthday had allowed her to set out on her own; away from the people who'd abused and shadowed her, snuffing out all of the hope and confidence that she'd built up during her first five years of life. Mikael stood over Ellie's restless frame, watching helplessly has she once again cried herself to sleep. She'd curled herself up into a tiny ball in the middle of the bed, wrapped herself around the bunched up duvet as if she actually had someone to comfort her. He couldn't resist brushing a few stray strands of her long, black hair away from her watery spring green eyes. She looked up - staring right through him - and glanced at the window. It was closed, yet her mind still rationalised his touch as a draft. He sighed, wishing he could wrap her in his arms and for her to know that he was there for her, that he always had been. Ellie closed her eyes, squeezing them shut again as she returned to the dark thoughts that caused her despair. She wore no makeup, not that she had any real need to; she had naturally thick black eyelashes that framed her beautifully shaped eyes, a small nose, full, rosy lips and flawless sun kissed skin that blessed her face. In Mikael's mind, she was perfect, beautiful both inside and out; yet in her ex's mind, she was nothing but an easy target. Someone to use and abuse. Someone who'd take what he'd dish out and still come back for more. He yearned to close his fists around the man's throat and squeeze tightly; feeling the life drain out of the man who'd caused his Eleanor so much undeserved pain and heartache. But all he could do is watch, helpless as one danger after another passed through her life, snuffing out the bright light of her soul. Ellie sighed, her muscles relaxing as she fell into a deep sleep. Mikael prepared himself to enter her dream - the only time he could really spend time with her, he could hold her and talk to her. He could tell her that it could all be ok, that he'd protect her. Darkness surrounded Mikael. He heard crying in the distance, yet couldn't see where it came from. He knew she was here - this was her dream, so she had to be there somewhere. He remembered a happier time, when he'd played with the small girl and kept her nightmares away. But now her dreams were darker, filled with unseen monsters and endless paths that always lead to the same destination - pain and despair. Ellie screamed, and Mikael ran towards the source of her voice - if he didn't calm her soon, then she'd wake and he'd have to wait until the next time she was exhausted enough to sleep. Vines grabbed at his feet, clawing at his skin as he rushed towards her. He ignored the pain - he'd gained many scars in her dreams as endless amounts of terror attempted to keep him from her. He reached Ellie just as John did. She often dreamt of the people that were in her life. She was vulnerable even in the brief moments that she slept - a time when most people were safest. John was her ex. "Please, can't you just leave me alone?" she pleaded with him, backing away. The surroundings suddenly changed, from the dark shadows that grasped at them and into the flat that she'd briefly lived in with her ex. "You shouldn't have left me, you don't have the right." John moved forward, pressing her into the wall, "You're mine." He'd pinned her and started ripping at her clothes with one hand whilst holding the other tightly against her mouth to muffle her pleading cries. Mikael felt the anger rise in him, he wouldn't let the man terrorise Ellie in her sleep - the only time when he could protect her. He ran up to her and John and grabbed the man by the throat. He pulled him away from her, leaving her to fall to the floor whilst he struggled with her attacker. He let all of his pent up anger be released as he fought with the man who he'd helplessly watched terrorise his Eleanor that day. As he pulled back his muscled arm once more to deliver a strong blow to John's face, the scene changed again and he fell to the floor. He crossed to Ellie and wrapped his arms around her shaking body. "Shh, I'm here." "I knew you'd come, you always do", her bright eyes looked up at him, "I wish you were real..." "You have no idea how much I'd want that, but you know I'm not." "Well... Technically you are, but you're just not alive anymore, are you?" He couldn't resist tickling her, "I'm alive enough to do this." He smiled at her laugh, at times he feared he'd never hear her happy again. "Why can't I ever remember you when I'm awake?" "I don't know, but you can remember me when you go back to sleep again, and you know I'm always watching over you, don't you?" "I know... It's just..." She trailed off. "You wish I could protect you when you're awake too." He finished her sentence, knowing what she'd been unwilling to say. "If I could, you know I'd do anything for you, but I can't." "I know, forget I said anything." She turned to him, "I love spending this time with you." "Me too." He replied, and, unable to resist the urge, he wrapped her in a tight embrace. "I want to try something." She pulled away from him slightly and looked up at him whilst he waited for her to explain. But instead of saying anything more, she stretched up on her toes and pressed her lips against his. Mikael pushed her away a little, his heart breaking at the hurt in her eyes. "We can't do this." "We can, I know you want to. And I want to as well, please, let me just be happy for a moment." "Ellie..." He protested, but she hooked her hand around his neck and pulled his head down to her, before kissing him once again. This time, he didn't push her away, but held still as she slipped her tongue between his lips. She moved against him as he relaxed his hold on her, running his hands down her sides to rest on her softly rounded hips. He groaned as she moved her fingers over the back of his neck and wrapped them in his hair to pull his head back slightly. "I want you, Mikael." She said, "Let me have you for at least this moment before I wake up again." She stared up into his eyes, holding her breath waiting for his response. "Ok." He said, and she smiled widely up at him before moving to unbutton his grey shirt. She pulled his shirt down, leaving it to fall to the floor. The scene had now shifted to her bedroom. Mikael marvelled at her strength, as she pushed him down onto the mattress of her bed which was now neatly made. She moved one leg over him and straddled his hips as her hands explored his chest. "I always wanted to see what was under that shirt," she smiled, running her hands over his muscled abdomen. She leaned down to kiss one of his nipples before moving down to tackle the button on his jeans. "Ellie..." Mikael groaned as she pulled his jeans aside and wrapped her small hand around his swollen cock. She slowly rubbed her hand up and down, before moving down to take him in her mouth. Ellie moaned as Mikael threaded his fingers into her hair, and he revelled in the feel of the soft vibrations running the length of his cock as she took him deeper into her mouth. "Please..." he pleaded, as he felt his balls tighten, "I'm close". His heart almost dropped as Ellie let his dick slide out of her mouth with a popping sound, and shuffled above him, until she straddled his hips. She rocked herself gently on top of him as she removed her t-shirt and her pink lacy bra. Although he'd seen her breasts before, he never thought in a million years that he'd ever be able to hold them. Mikael raised his arms and cupped one large breast in each hand, gently rubbing his thumbs against her pebbled nipples. At her soft moan, he couldn't help but lift himself up to take one of them into his mouth, slightly scraping his teeth against the sensitive bud. He smoothed a hand down her back, tracing the soft curve of her spine to the waistband of her jeans and then round the front as he popped the button out of the hole. He released her nipples long enough to roughly tug her jeans down her slender legs and throw them onto the floor - he'd wanted this for so long, he couldn't wait anymore. As she came to hover over his waiting prick again, he slipped his hand between her legs, "You're so wet," he marvelled, sliding one finger, then two into her dripping pussy. Ellie moaned again as she rode his hand, fucking herself on his fingers. He allowed her to continue, but just as she came to the brink of orgasm, he stilled her hips, and grasped his cock with one hand before slowly guiding her back down on top of it. Eleanor, cried out as he pushed his way into her tight passage, and Mikael couldn't prevent the groan from escaping him as he stared at the stunning image above him. Her legs spread, one on either side of him, he could see his cock slowly disappear then reappear as he delved into her. As he grasped her hips, to take control of the pace, her breasts bobbed above him. Her face was slightly flushed, as she once again got closer to climax. Feeling his own about to take him, he slammed her hips down, driving his dick deep inside her, feeling the ripples of the inner walls of her pussy clamp around him, milking him of his come. "Mikael..." She moaned, falling onto his chest in exhaustion.