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“My god it seem things are getting worse…”
The past year had not gone smoothly for Sevaran and his
father. He glanced over lists of citizens being arrested for suspicions of
having dragon blood, executions to be held out of innocent people in the town
square, even lists of pardons of criminals, drow criminals, who were far worse
than those being put to death. He ran his fingers through his brunette locks
and heaved a heavy sigh. Neither he nor his father would have condoned this…but
his father was not present in the kingdom for disturbances in the south
mountains with the dwarves had drawn him away, and he had his own suspicions
that someone else was pulling strings behind the curtains to get what they
wanted. If he was going to find out who was behind all this mess he was going
to have to hire those who played in the shadows to get more information. The
best place to find someone for such a task was down by the shore, where pirates,
ruffians, whores, and assassins met. A place where mermaids were so beautiful
that they would entice pillagers with their siren songs and feast upon the poor
saps that fell into the water. It was then while these thoughts whirled around
in Sevaran’s mind that Laeon had entered the room with a tray that held a
platter of meat, a flagon of mead, a bowl of fruit and a partial loaf of bread
as well as some cheese. There was also a small jar that held tobacco for the
pipe hose in the corner of the room. He released a sigh as he shut the door and
placed the tray of sustenance upon Sevaran’s desk.
“You look dismal…” he commented.
“I feel dismal…things are going from bad to worse…I don’t
know how to stop it…”
Laeon released another sigh as he moved to stand beside his
master. He reached out to brush some of the brunette locks out of Sevaran’s face
and stroked the bearded cheek with the back of his hand lightly.
“I know Varan but we have to find a way…”
Blue met silver as Laeon slid into his lap embracing him
close. Sevaran returned the affection allowing his head to rest against Laeon’s
shoulder lightly. It was the presence and touch of his friend and sevant that
comforted him, if only a little.
“I know you will be able to turn things around. I can feel
it.”
“You have far too much confidence in me my friend.” Sevaran
laughed a bit, but Laeon pressed a kiss to the soft brunette tresses with a
smile.
“And you forget that I can see future events…well sometimes.
I am still honing my abilities.”
“Aye tis true my friend.”
Sevaran smiled a bit as his gaze met that of his friend’s.
Laeon’s fingers languidly stroked the supple locks of his master as he smiled
back and tilted his head downward so his forehead touched Sevaran’s slightly.
He took a deep breath, having planned this moment in his head for weeks, and
then soon he hesitantly pressed his lips against those of his master’s. This
surprised Sevaran but he smiled against Laeon’s lips, his arms hugging the
smaller male around his waist and he kissed back, elated that Laeon was
beginning to initiate intimacy. The smaller male had brought light to him even
in his darkest moments. After a few seconds Laeon slowly drew away, cheeks
flushed and eyes locking with Sevaran’s. He found nothing but joy, love and
adoration swirling in the brilliant blue orbs of his master.
“You have such soft lips Laeonaron.” Sevaran commented
leaning in and kissing him once more. Laeon smiled as he cupped the man’s face
in his hands enjoying the touch and taste of his friend. He decided to test the
boundaries by parting his lips slightly and poked his tongue at Sevaran’s lips
and he received a delightful reward in return. Sevaran willingly had parted his
lips to allow Laeon to take charge, graciously allowing Laeon to slide his
tongue into his mouth. The prince released a groan as his friend shifted his
body to where he straddled his hips. Such an action caused Sevaran to groan
into Laeon’s mouth as his own hands slid down to grasp the firm rounded
buttocks clad by the soft cotton tunic. A slight gasp left Laeon’s lips when
Sevaran gripped his behind but he found the sensation to be quite…arousing…this
sensation was new to him but he felt that if he was with Sevaran he would be
safe. That he wouldn’t get hurt. Sevaran constantly promised him that he would
never hurt him and for the past year the man had stayed true to his word. Laeon
felt his pants grow a little tight around his groin but he also sensed the
bulge in Sevaran’s pants and the heat radiating from it. It was if the organ
was aching to be freed. Laeon drew away slightly, gently nuzzling his friend
breathing a bit heavily. He felt a hand cup his cheek, stroking it lightly.
“Talk to me sweetheart….please let me know what you are
thinking.” Sevaran’s voice was tender as he spoke. Slowly Laeon raised his eyes
to meet his friends with a heavy sigh.
“I…I want to do this…but…”
“But what?”
Laeon paused closing his eyes feeling ashamed.
“Please don’t shut me out Laeon. Please.”
He loved that about Sevaran. The man always said please when
he wanted him to do something.
“I’m afraid…I’m afraid that the memories will return...” He
was referring to the years of rape and torture he endured. But Sevaran only
cupped his cheek lightly and kissed him briefly.
“You have no reason to fear anything sweetheart. If they do
start to surface we can always stop.”
Slowly Laeon nodded. He wanted this. He wanted to not be
afraid of intimacy but he knew he could not dive into it. Slow and steady was
how he would have to take this. Once more he pressed his lips to his master’s
with a groan but gasped when he felt a hand cupping his manhood. Sevaran’s
hand. He pulled away slightly with a sharp breath when he felt someone touching
him in this gentle manner. Blue irises shone and smiled upon Laeon and they
were greeted with silvery grey ones that shone love and a hint of lust in
return.
“Sevaran…” Laeon breathed.
“Shhhh just feel. Don’t think.”
Laeon allowed himself to focus on Sevaran’s hand upon his
hardening manhood, allowing himself to let all thoughts wash away. Don’t think,
just feel. He focused his energy to the hand on his growing erection, sensing
the gentle strokes of his lover. Something in him caused him to shudder and
caused his manhood to swell with desire even more. Then before he could
register what was happening he felt the calloused hand against the smooth flesh
of his organ, stroking it ever so tenderly. A small gasp of pleasure loosened
his lips as silver and sapphire met again. In his haze of lust Laeon kissed his
prince excitedly and with a small moan, his hips tilting into the sweet touch
of Sevaran’s bare hand. Sevaran’s hand gently rubbed against the very smooth
flesh of Laeon’s cock before fingers curled around the hardened flesh, his
thumb bushing over the very tip. He had always wondered how Laeon’s cock felt
in his hand. The flesh like silk. Smooth and sleek. Even the hair surrounding
Laeon’s manhood was fluffy and downy soft. What surprised Sevaran even more was
how gifted his petite lover was. He had not expected such a large organ on a
smaller male but he was rather delighted at the prospect. Curling his fingers
around Laeon’s penis, he eagerly returned his lover’s affections, nipping
lightly at his lower lip and began to slowly stroke him.
“Ahh…Varan…” He breathed.
The strokes came quicker and were soon accompanied by soft
kisses upon Laeon’s neck. Sevaran’s beard brushed against his flesh. Soft
whimpers and small moans emitted from Laeon’s lips as he felt himself come
closer and closer to his peak.
“Come for me my sweet. Give into your flesh.” Sevaran
whispered into his ear before pressing his lips against Laeon’s jawbone.
It didn’t take long for Laeon to finish. Tanned fingers
clasped onto his friend’s shoulders as he buried his face into the man’s neck,
not wanting to be heard as he came. He had always muffled himself when he would
reach his climax, only because he did not want to give his former masters any
satisfaction in ‘pleasuring’ him. But Sevaran, he was different. Even as Laeon
hit his peak Sevaran stroked the cock in his hand, milking it of every last
drop Laeon had to give, a small smile upon his lips at the warm milky liquid
that had spilled onto his hand. He pressed a kiss to the soft locks upon
Laeon’s head, a hand stroking his friend’s spine idly. The warm breaths Laeon
exhaled brushed against his neck every so lightly. This brought and even bigger
smile to his face. There were so many things about this man that he enjoyed The
way he blushed when Sevaran would flirt with him, the softness of his copper
skin, the silky way his hair felt, whenever he would smile, the way his silver
eyes shined when he was happy, the way those same silver eyes would gaze at him
adoringly.
“Laeon.” He whispered.
But Laeon didn’t hear him, he was too distracted by what had
just happened. He was slumped in Sevaran’s lap, the man’s hand around his now
flaccid member and his fingers trailing along the length of his spine. No
thoughts or memories of old haunted him, just the thought of wanting more from
Sevaran. It was true. He did want more. Not just sex but a deeper bond with
him. After a moment he shifted and glanced up to his lover, eyes shining in
desire.
“Varan…” he whispered with a smile and received a smile in
return as Sevaran kissed him once more. Tongues battled for dominance once more
as saliva exchanged between them. Laeon became a bit possessive and needy with
his kissing. He lusted for more of Sevaran, not just his sex but of the man
himself. Sevaran pulled away, his lip being bitten slightly by his lover. The
sapphire eyes shone with love and adoration. Laeon was safe with Sevaran. And
for the first time in his life he was confident of this. The prince would never
strike him, never hurt him.
“Varan, sia itov.” Laeon whispered in draconic. The language
came to him naturally, rolling off his tongue in a melodious fashion. He called the prince ‘my love’, for it was
true. Laeon did love him, and it was not until this moment that he had realized
it. His cheeks heated up in a flush at the broad smile Sevaran flashed at him.
It matched the look of pure delight glimmering in the prince’s blue eyes.
“Aye, a'mael?” Sevaran replied in his own tongue. Laeon was
his beloved. He meant it from the heart when he said this. He had fallen in
love with the man the first time Laeon was summoned to him It was Laeon’s turn to smile and he kissed
Sevaran again but pulled away slightly. Their foreheads touched, as Laeon
cupped Sevaran’s cheek, stroking the soft beard with slender tanned fingers.
“I want more my love.” Laeon spoke in the common speech. “I
want more of you…I want you to show me what it is like…when one consents to the
act of…making love.”
“I am honored to be the one to show you such a thing my
dearest.” Sevaran whispered again before capturing Laeon’s lips with his own in
a tender kiss. He gently nibbled at his lover’s lower lip, sucking ever so
lightly before parting his own as he felt his lover’s tongue flicker across his
upper lip. A small moan left Laeon’s lips as he felt his lover’s hands slide
under his tunic, shuddering in delight at how delicate the touch was. Sevaran
pinched at Leon’s nipples, grinning at the hoops that pierced them. He gave one
of the rings a gentle tug. Laeon tossed his head back with a sharp gasp as
pleasure sparked throughout his body.
“Gods Varan…” he gasped.
“Laeon…” Sevaran breathed as he slid the tunic off of his
lover smiling at the tanned flesh before him. So soft and velvety. He brushed
his thumb over a pierced nipple flicking the golden ring lightly and his lips assaulted
Laeon’s neck in a tender fashion. Arms slid around him, fingers tangling into
his brunette locks as Laeon pulled himself closer to the man. He felt Sevaran’s
lush lips kiss up his neck and to his earlobe tugging on the golden ring
circling through it with his teeth before he whispered.
“We should move this to the bed…” The prince whispered in
his ear before licking the outer shell of it with the tip of his tongue.
“Nnnn….yes love…” Laeon agreed before turning his head to
meet the gaze of his lover. He smiled a bit, still catching the love and adoration
in Sevaran’s eyes. Sevaran couldn’t help but smile back as he picked up his
lover, clasping his hand beneath Laeon’s buttocks and carried him to his bed.
He laid his lover down gently and hovered over him as lips began their attack
once more. He planted tender kisses all over Laeon’s exposed flesh, tugging at
the golden rings in Laeon’s nipples before circling his tongue around them. He
smiled against Laeon’s skin when he felt his lover’s fingers tangle into his
hair and small moans emit from his lips. His own fingers trailed the hem of
Laeon’s leggings, inching them downward to expose more and more of his flesh. Eagerly,
Laeon lifted his hips and wiggled them a bit as Sevaran tugged the clothing off
gently and tossed them aside. Blue eyes scanned Laeon’s body taking in every
beautiful feature upon him. His fingers trailed along the silky skin but paused
when they reached a faint brand upon Laeon’s hip. He frowned at this but was a
bit startled when he felt Laeon’s hand gripped his, intending to move his hand
away. Blue met silver. There was an expression of pleading in Laeon’s eyes but
Sevaran sighed and kissed his lover as he laced their fingers together. Pulling
away briefly, he nuzzled Laeon’s cheek.
“You know that brand doesn’t make you who you are. You aren’t
a slave anymore Laeonaron and I don’t ever think of you as such.” He whispered
kissing his cheek again. “You are so much more my love.”
Before continuing anything he waited for Laeon to respond
and was pleased when his lover nodded slightly.
“Please don’t touch it…”
“I won’t Laeon. I promise. Not unless you want me to.”
And he sealed that statement with a chaste kiss before
sitting back on his knees and unbuckling the belt around his waist. Slowly he
removed his tunic and flaunted his muscled and somewhat hairy torso. Laeon
flushed at the sight, never seeing him this nude before, and what a beautiful
sight Sevaran was. He traced the contours of the prince’s muscles with his eyes
trembling in sheer delight and he even felt his manhood grow hard again.
Receiving a grin and another kiss from Sevaran he smiled at this feeling more
at ease with the prince than with any other bedmate. He sat up slightly as Sevaran
moved off the silk blankets and began removing his trousers and boots then straightened
up as he stood fully nude, and erect beside the bed. In an instant, Laeon’s eyes
widened at this Adonis before him, his eyes taking in every delicious inch of
the man. It was difficult for him not to stare at Sevaran’s manhood for it
stood at attention, eagerly awaiting to be sheathed. ‘My god he is...beautiful!’
Laeon thought placing a hand to his mouth and taking a deep breath. Sevaran was
bigger than most men that had bedded him, and much more gentle.
“Sevaran…” Laeon finally breathed. But Sevaran smiled
sheepishly and blushed a bit. It wasn’t that he wasn’t proud of his size but
more humbled by how the gods had blessed him. Yet he always seemed embarrassed when
he would show it off. Laeon moved off of the bed and too his beloveds side
taking his hand in his own.
“The gods have blessed you,” Laeon spoke softly, “you truly
have their favor my prince.”
“If you speak of my cock,” Sevaran grinned as he began the
statement as he slid an arm around his lover, fingers stroking the small of
Laeon’s back. Laeon smiled at the statement and removed the tire from his braid
and shook out his hair. Black waves cascaded down his back, just barely
tickling Sevaran’s hand.
“I speak of you of you as a person. Not your cock. Even
though you are well gifted.” Laeon began, “But they gods have given me to you,
for your kind act of helping me escape my old ways. You brought a lowly slave
out of hell and showed him what heaven is like. They favor you because of how
you treat those below you.”
Before Sevaran could respond his lips were taken captive by
Laeon’s in a deep and passionate kiss. Groaning both of his arms wrapped around
his lover, pulling him into a protective embrace as he kissed back. Laeon’s
hands cupped Sevaran’s face as he parted his lips for the man. He inhaled
sharply as he felt the prince’s hardened cock brush against his own. Drawing
away, Laeon deftly trailed his fingertips down to Sevaran’s chest and gently
shoved him towards the bed. With a small thud Sevaran’s buttocks connected with
the silk bedding, a small smile upon his face. Laeon grinned at him taking a
deep breath and knelt before his lover, tanned fingers wrapping around the
erect organ between Sevaran’s legs. Before he could even begin to pleasure his
lover he felt Sevaran grasp his wrist slightly but Laeon shrugged it away
before he began to stroke his lover. With a groan Sevaran leaned his head back
and gasped somewhat tilting his hips towards Laeon as he felt a hot moist mouth
surround his manhood.
“By the gods….Laeon…” he moaned.
Laeon, pleased by Sevaran’s response drew his head back,
kissing the tip of his lover’s cock before engulfing it with his mouth once
more. He raised and lowered his head as he moistened the organ with his saliva,
as he drew Sevaran deep into his mouth, his hand gripped the man’s testes,
giving them a slight squeeze. Sevaran fell back against the bed at the attention
he received from his lover with a groan. He gripped the blankets beneath him
trying to keep from bucking his hips into Laeon’s mouth but the man’s lips
around his manhood felt like paradise. Sevaran could only imagine what it would
be like inside of him. He whimpered when Laeon removed his mouth from his cock
but looked up with pleading eyes as the smaller male crawled on top of him and
straddled his hips. The calloused hands found their way to Laeon’s hips, giving
them an affectionate squeeze.
“Laeon…” Sevaran breathed.
Laeon smiled a bit at his lover before taking saliva coated
cock in hand and placed it at his entrance. He took a deep breath as he felt
the tip of it poke into him but groaned as he fully lowered himself upon the
man. This is what heaven felt like. Sevaran penetrating deep into his core.
This was heaven and he was with his beloved. He released a small moan as
Sevaran completely sheathed himself inside, and glanced down to his lover,
tanned hand resting upon pale shoulders. Sevaran’s hand rested upon his hips,
gently massaging them and his blue eyes asked the unspoken. Laeon just smiled
and nodded at his lover as he lifted himself up slightly and then slid down on
the spear invading his center. He began a slow pace at first but quickened
slightly when he felt Sevaran thrust up into him, filling him deeper than he
had ever known. The sensation of begin filled radiated throughout his body.
Pure ecstasy surge within him and the intimate contact with Sevaran made it all
the more pleasurable. He felt his lovers hand wrap around his waist as Sevaran
shifted into a sitting position. Tanned arms pulled Sevaran close as a small
moan escaped his lips.
“Ahhh…Varan…” Laeon whimpered as the pace between them
quickened. Sevaran clutched his lover close as he felt his climax draw near but
he held off until Laeon had his release. He reveled in his lovers whimpers for
more and gave the man more. He groaned as he kissed Laeon and held the man
close to him but he slowly shifted their position to where Laeon laid upon his
back and Sevaran took control. Blue and silver met again as Sevaran plunged
deep into Laeon. Over and over again he plunged into the tight warm core of his
lover and groaned at hearing such soft whimpers from Laeon’s plump lips. He
captured them with his own as one hand slid down Laeon’s side and around his
waist to hold him close, the other hand helped balance him on the bed as he
increased the pace of his thrusts. Faster and faster he thrust into Laeon
delighting in the mewls of pleasure from his lover beneath him. He felt a
delightful pain in his shoulders as Laeon’s fingers dug into his flesh.
“Gods! Varan!” Laeon whimpered. He was getting close to his
peak once more. His hardened flesh rubbed against Sevaran’s torso as the pace
quickened. Sweat rolled down his skin and Laeon yelped in pleasure when he felt
Sevaran’s cock brush against that
spot in his center. He bit his lower lip as he once again buried his face in
his lover’s shoulder and within minutes he let out a muffled cry against it as
hot white liquid covered both of their torsos. As soon as he felt Laeon come,
Sevaran buried himself into his lover, emptying himself into the man, and
released a low groan from his throat. Breathing hard he slowly withdrew from
his lover and collapsed onto his side, his strong arm still around his lover.
Happily Laeon cuddled into his embrace, elated at their union.
“By the gods Varan…”
“The gods have favored us Laeon…” Sevaran smiled as she
stroked Laeon’s flushed cheek. There was a glow on Laeon’s face, a smile that
radiated the room.
“They have my love…” Laeon replied his fingers tracing
patterns in Sevaran’s beard. He leaned in kissing his beloved once more as he
curled even more into the man, safe in his own personal heaven. Sevaran
clutched him close, fingers stroking long black tresses in the most tender
manner.
“I love you Laeonaron. Don’t ever doubt that.” Sevaran
whispered as he buried his face in the smaller man’s hair.
“I love you too…there will never be a need for me to doubt
you.”
