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[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand held Satoshi tightly, feathering kisses to Satoshi's sweet mouth and nibbling his pierced lower lip. "I'll remember for us both, and when you need it, I'll pull us into communing and show you our music," Sand promised, his heart swelling with the utter beauty of their song. "Please don't lose all hope, saiai. Please don't let it fade. I can ask Ardiel if we can do treatments twice a day, if you want, or more. We can just sit in the Spring until you're healed."

Satoshi giggled sweetly into Sand's kisses, and shook his head a little bit, nibbling back at the elf's soft lips. "Don't be silly. It'll be no use if we sit there so long that we get boiled like lobsters. But maybe we could stay longer."

Satoshi pushed in for a slightly more possessive kiss, and one hand slid down to Sand's chest, teasing a nipple through Sand's tunic. "Maybe three or four hours a day? And you'll wear a fundoshi, whether you like it or not. I don't care that all those elves are there to heal something, I know how they look at you and that monster cock of yours."

Sand's eyes welled with tears, and he nuzzled into Satoshi. "I'll wear a chastity belt if you want me to, I promise, saiai. I just can't bear the thought of being this close and losing it all. We could do two sessions, if you think that's easier on you. We can go in the morning, and then have lunch, and then go back to the Spring. Or we could even go at night. It doesn't matter when."

Sand lifted Satoshi's hand and kissed it. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't think of the laptop sooner, so you could have hung on to your music a little better. I'm sorry I didn't try to get to you when I first felt the pain of your accident. I shouldn't have cared about who was there or what they'd think. I could have altered their memories later, made them think I ran over. I feel like no matter how much I love you, I'm hopeless at getting it right."

Satoshi grabbed Sand's face between his hands and made the elf look up at him, his eyes bright, although filled with tears. "Don't! Shut up and stop it! Please. I couldn't let you know where I was when I had my accident, so you couldn't find me. And I can promise you that if you had brought my laptop and suggested I make music on that, I would have thrown it at your head, and not missed."

Satoshi drew a deep breath, and bit his lip for a moment to make it stop trembling, then he let his breath out slowly and continued, "Don't ever say that you can't get it right, because you do. Every damned day, you do it right. Remember what I told your mother when I first met her?"

Satoshi stared intently into Sand's eyes, and smiled. He sat down and pulled Sand over to straddle his thighs, his hands sliding under Sand's tunic to stroke his scarred back, caressing the thick welts. "I told her that you are perfect, just the way you are. I meant it then, and I mean it now. You are perfect. You fuck up gloriously, and you make up for it even more magnificently, and you only love me more when I fuck up. And I've been fucking up something major these past few weeks. So, please. Just help me hold onto the little bit of music that I can still hear, and I think we will be fine."

Sand nodded, not even trusting himself to speak, instead opening his bond as wide as he could to let his love for Satoshi shine forth as he cupped Satoshi's face between his hands. Sand looked into the gorgeous dark brown eyes of his husband, and leaned in to kiss Satoshi, tender and possessive and sweet and fierce all at once, everything that Sand was being poured into the kiss. He could feel Satoshi's hands on his back, tracing the scars that bisected him.

Sand had failed Vale, and hurt him terribly, something they had never recovered from if he was being honest with himself. Sand had failed Tae, despite trying his best to protect her and keep her from harm, and still he had been reduced to watching her slowly die from the damage done to her soul. Sand could not bear the thought of failing again, of losing Satoshi, even though this time he would at least have the consolation of not having to live on alone.

None of Sand's fears made it through his bond to Satoshi, but he silently promised himself that when Satoshi was healed and stronger, he would tell Satoshi of these fears that he could not seem to escape. Sand had promised Satoshi not to hold such things back, and he would beg forgiveness for not being honest immediately, but Sand knew he would be forgiven as long as he did share his fears at some point. Sand would not destroy Satoshi's trust, at least.

Satoshi kissed Sand with all of his passion, opening their bond to let Sand feel everything that he felt, his fear and his loneliness, and most of all his fear of ending up alone, when everyone would give up on him and have enough of his dramatics. But he also poured through his undying love for Sand, stronger now than ever before, and the determination to not give up that was born from that love.

Satoshi slowly teased Sand's tunic off him, trailing gentle kisses down Sand's neck to his chest, and finding one dark nipple he latched on and teased the tight nub with his piercings and his teeth, moaning softly, as his hands traveled down Sand's back and into the waistband of his breeches.

Sand found his voice again, giving out a soft moan of pure desire as he buried his face in Satoshi's soft cherry red hair, his fingers finding the zipper of Satoshi's favorite worn hoodie and sliding it down so he could tease the garment off Satoshi's shoulders.

"Never alone, saiai," Sand murmured into Satoshi's sweetly scented hair. "Both of us, we'll never be alone again. We lost each other, and we found each other again, and I'm not letting go. Wherever you are, that's where I'll be, at your side, loving you with all that I am."

Satoshi nodded with a soft moan, and quickly he pulled his own t-shirt off, wanting to feel Sand's skin against his own. "Yes, saiai. And I'll be there for you. Wherever you are, there I will be. Always at your side, loving you with everything that I am," he murmured, before latching on to Sand's other nipple, and his fingers tugged hurriedly at the laces of Sand's breeches, his cock straining the front of his cargoes. "I want you, Masato. I want you now. You are mine. Always mine. And this is how we can keep the music alive. Let me make some perfect music with you, saiai, please."

Sand eeled out of his breeches, and then his long fingers fastened on the button at the waistband of Satoshi's cargoes, Sand's need as urgent as Satoshi's. Sand's cock was hard and jutting out from its nest of dark curls, and it twitched as Satoshi plundered Sand's nipples relentlessly.

Sand managed to get Satoshi's cargoes open, and he tugged them past Satoshi's hips, both he and Satoshi by now lying side by side on the bed. Satoshi had put on his boxers before leaving the Spring, his wet fundoshi put aside to be washed, and Sand moaned again as he cupped Satoshi's cock through the fabric of the tight little boxers. Sand slid long fingers into the waistband of Satoshi's boxers and slid down on the bed as he peeled them off, his mouth hot as he nibbled kisses along the pierced imp's hard cock.

Satoshi let himself fall back on the bed when Sand's lips wrapped around his cock, and his hand tangled in the elf's raven hair, his fingers finding Sand's ear to tease the sensitive shell. He looked around for the oil that he knew they had left on the nightstand, and grabbing it hurriedly he tugged a little on Sand's hair, asking in a husky voice, "Do you want me to prepare you, or can I just take you right now?"

"Just take me," Sand replied, his voice equally husky. His blue eyes were dark with his love and desire, and he straddled Satoshi's thighs, letting Satoshi line his cock up with Sand's pucker.

Satoshi wrapped his hands around Sand's hips, and even if his grip was not as strong as it usually was, Sand let Satoshi guide him down, his head falling back in pleasure at the burn of being breached by Satoshi's generous cock. Sand's bond was wide open so that Satoshi could feel the sensations that coursed through Sand as he was claimed and taken, and Sand let Satoshi set the pace as he gave himself over to his beloved imp.

Satoshi slicked his cock quickly with a few drops of the oil while Sand climbed on top of him again, and lined himself up with Satoshi's cock.

Satoshi moaned loudly as he sank into the tight heat of Sand's ass, his eyes glazed with the pleasure, and he opened up to Sand's pleasure with a soft purr, flooding his own sensations to Sand. Once Sand was sitting on his lap, Satoshi wrapped his arms around Sand's slim waist and guided him into a gentle but intense pace, his eyes never leaving Sand's blue eyes.

Satoshi reached up with one hand and tugged Sand down for a kiss, nibbling at his lower lip for a moment, then he pulled Sand's head back and bit down on the spot on his neck just below his ear. He suckled the pale skin until he had drawn a vivid mark, the faint tinge of blood on his tongue, and he growled possessively at Sand, "Mine. Always mine."

And through their bond there flooded a strong sense of possessiveness, Satoshi's utter certainty that they would never again be parted, and that Sand belonged to his pierced imp completely and utterly, mind, body and soul, and that Sand would never be shy to admit just that. And with that certainty came music. Glorious, wonderful music, as passionate as their love, and their love making.

"Always yours, saiai," Sand murmured, his soul soaring with the gorgeous music that was theirs alone. Sand lifted his chin proudly, the dark mark on his neck vivid against his pale skin, and Satoshi could feel through their bond just how much Sand loved to be marked by Satoshi, to be claimed as Satoshi's.

Sand leaned forward, pulling his hair to one side to keep his mark from being covered, and he lowered his mouth to kiss Satoshi, his tongue swiping across the piercings of Satoshi's lip. Sand's joy filled his eyes, and all the strength and certainty that seemed to have deserted the elf came flooding back as he made love with his soul's true partner.

Satoshi answered the kiss with great passion, basking in the glorious love that was between them. He broke the kiss with a small gasp and leaned his head against Sand's chest, moaning softly as he guided Sand's movements on his cock.

"Mark me, saiai. Claim me as yours. Let me know who I belong to," he whispered breathily, and cried out in pleasure when Sand's teeth dug into the skin at the back of his left shoulder, where neck met shoulder, marking him and claiming him.

Erion and Takahiro arrived at the movie theater, their faces shining with pleasure. There was already a crowd gathered there, and there were ropes, and carpets on the ground, and a great many photographers. The two young men exchanged wide-eyed looks, but when they walked up, a little diffident, tickets in hand, they were whisked inside, shown to seats, and given complimentary refreshments.

Erion looked at Takahiro when the usher had bowed and left after making sure that they were completely comfortable. "Wow. I mean, look at the treatment," Erion murmured quietly, sneaking peeks around. "I know so many of these people from tv and from bands. I feel like an imposter."

Takahiro gigged nervously. "I know what you mean. I sort of wish I could take pictures, to show to my girlfriend, but that would be really rude, I think. But she is never going to believe this."

"Yuki-kun! You made it! But where's Kansas?" Kohaku's voice startled Erion and Takahiro, and they all but jumped out of their seats, remembering their snacks and treats at the last possible minute.

"Oh! Kohaku-san," Erion began and then blushed crimson at how familiarly he had addressed Kohaku in public.

Kohaku hugged Erion, and then Takahiro, stepping back to look at Erion inquisitively.

"He had to go help with Satoshi-san," Erion finished, his cheeks still bright. "You remember Aoki Takahiro?"

"It's good to see you again, Aoki-san. I'm glad you came with Yuki-kun. Next time, let me know if you need more seats," Kohaku said with a little wink, his voice soft. "But that is a little more important than a movie premiere. Tell him I missed him, but the next time something good is premiering, I'll see him." Kohaku winked again and then raised his voice.

"Why is it that when I want my picture taken, no one is around?" Kohaku struck a dramatic pose, pouting a little, and several photographers hurried over as Kohaku's manager waved. Kohaku threw an arm around Erion and Takahiro, holding up his fingers in his traditional salute, and the cameras flashed urgently as Kohaku turned his head a bit and even smiled.

Kohaku then insisted that his manager use Takahiro's phone to take several pictures of Kohaku and Takahiro, and he signed a small promotional movie flier as well, to Takahiro's delight. Of course, everyone started trying to figure out who Takahiro and Erion were. They did not give names and just smiled and waved away any other questions, and Kohaku was equally uninformative, knowing that the guessing would be the best free publicity he could get, while the pictures would serve as perfect fan service.

The movie lived up to all the publicity that preceded the premiere, and both Erion and Takahiro were on the edge of their seat throughout the movie, their eyes glued to the screen the entire time. By the time the movie ended, they were breathless from the excitement, and Erion could not wait to go with Kansas to see the movie, fully prepared to watch it again and knowing he would enjoy it just as much.

They left the theater to find that it was snowing, the streets looking somehow magical as the snow sparkled in the bright lights and reflected neon. There was another picture with Kohaku before they left, and another tiny burst of questions that they brushed off as they laughed, their cheeks bright. Erion sent poor Takahiro into a fit of nervous laughter when he leaned over and whispered that Takahiro would probably wind up on the next cover of Shoxx. Kohaku went off into a slight diva moment, and in the ensuing flurry, Erion and Takahiro slipped away from the crowd of people.

The whole commotion made Erion and Takahiro snicker all the way to the train, however, and they were still laughing when Takahiro got off to switch trains to go to his house. Erin waved to Takahiro through the window, looking at the snow that was accumulating rapidly on the ground. It had been unseasonably cold, cold enough that the snow was sticking instead of melting. Erion sighed a little as he settled back into his seat. It was the first real snow of the season, and Erion knew that Eryn would be up early to take Hikaru and Ryuu out to the little park to play in the snow. Normally, he would be out there with the boys, but his heart was just not in it, not now.

Erion watched the snow falling rapidly, his spirits falling just as quickly. Snow was the harbinger of far too much that was painful for the young elf, and it was hard enough to keep his spirits up as it was lately. Satoshi's hands made him so depressed that he was not healing as he should have been, and Erion could only hope that Kansas would be able to help.

Of course, it was not helping Erion that Kansas was gone, either. Yuji and Vale and Willow were home, along with Aika, Takara and Michi, but Hikaru and Ryuu were still at Eryn and Satoru's house. Mist had gone home with Santhiel, and Falon went with them for a bit, although he had promised to come back quickly. Erion was not looking forward to the next few nights alone. Yuji was feeling fragile from Satoshi's prolonged recovery, and Vale was the one he responded to best. Erion was loathe to interject himself there, especially since he and Vale were not intimate, and then Vale would be left out.

Erion sighed as the train pulled into his station. He got off and walked slowly toward the estate, his soft doeskin boots even more silent with the snow cover on the ground. He had not worn a hoodie, or bothered with a hat of any kind, and the snow fell fast and furious on his silver hair, coating his peacoat and scarf as well in a covering of pristine whiteness.

Erion punched in the access code and entered the estate, walking down the path to the house even more slowly. He was halfway there when he just could not continue. Off to his right was the small secluded area where Santhiel and Tsutomo would sneak off to smoke pot, and Erion veered off the path and into the little glade. His footprints were filled almost as fast as he made them, and he dusted off the back of the small wooden bench before hopping up to sit on it, his booted feet resting on the seat.

Erion dug in his pocket and found his cigarettes, lighting one and smoking moodily. It had snowed like this the night before Kageoshi killed himself, and the next day, although it was not snowing any longer, had been grey and cold. Erion did not have to make an effort to recall, with crystalline clarity, running through snow-filled backyards and vaulting over fences, the exact sound of their feet hitting the crisp snow ringing in his ears. He could smell the sharp tang of the air as they puffed, billowing out clouds like dragons. He could see the whiteness of the snow, as white as Kageoshi's face, and he sobbed a little as he remembered the words to Kohaku's song for Kageoshi.

Erion held out one hand, cupped a little, to catch the snowflakes, the way Kageoshi used to do. He could see Kageoshi clearly, his little pink tongue darting out to catch a white flake, his beautiful laugh ringing out as they hurried to their next class. He could feel the texture of Kageoshi's silly long scarf as it fluttered back and brushed his cheek, and the sweet flush on the teen's cheeks from the cold and from his delight in the snow. The snow collected in Erion's hand almost as fast as the tears froze on his cheeks, and Erion realized that his hand was almost as pale as Kageoshi's used to be, the last remnants of his Evereskan tan finally faded away.

Erion struggled to bite back the tears, lighting another cigarette with his free hand as he watched the snow collect in the other. He remembered sitting on this very bench on another cold day, the ground covered with the remains of another snowfall, and telling Momo that he wanted to be with him, to be his lover, and he remembered so clearly the taste of the icy beers they had drunk. He remembered seeing that bright spark of something that would grow into hope, deep in Momo's eyes, and he remembered seeing that tiny flare of pain in Kansas's eyes as he urged Erion to help Momo heal, for Kageoshi's sake.

It had not been snowing when Momo and Erion had finally split up, after nearly two years together, but Erion would never be able to forget the bone-chilling cold that had enveloped him when he had walked out of Eryn and Satoru's house that last time, leaving his key behind and getting into the taxi to come back here. He remembered the way his fingers had barely been able to move as he tried to call Kansas from the garden, afraid he had been gone too long to come back home again. Just as hard was reaching out to Momo, and trying to find a way to balance the friendship he could not surrender with the love he could not have.

Satoshi's accident had rocked Erion badly, and Kansas's reaction had rocked him worse. He had accepted Satoshi's bond, and Satoshi's ring, and although he was the newest of Satoshi's husbands, it had hurt Erion just as much to see the pierced imp so injured, and to know what this had cost Satoshi. While Erion had managed to find some purpose in helping Willow and Vale, Kansas retreated into his past as Puppy, and that night when Puppy had raped Erion had pushed the young elf to the limits. But he could do more good by stepping back, and just helping quietly in the background, and so that was what he did as he clung to the knowledge that he had survived yet again.

Erion's chest ached from the silent sobs, and his hand was more than filled with the icy snow, and he realized he had no idea how long he had been sitting on the bench. There was no sign of his footprints coming into the glade, and judging by the snow, he could have been just another garden ornament, frost-rimed and glittering. Standing was an effort, his limbs numb and slow to respond, with frozen tears beading his lashes, and he could barely feel his feet as he began to walk back down the path. His cupped hand would not open at all, and Erion simply ignored it, letting his arm fall and the snow spill to the ground.

Erion's other hand was able to grasp the handle of the door, and Erion slipped in quietly, managing to toe his snow-soaked boots off as he hung up his peacoat and scarf. He sat and peeled away the sodden socks from his blue-tinged feet, sliding them into slippers quickly before hurrying up the stairs as quietly as a shadow.

Vale looked up from the couch where he was curled up with Yuji, his eyes darkening a little. "Did you hear something?" Vale looked up at the clock on the wall and frowned a little. It was late, far later than it should have been for Erion to be home from the premiere. Vale did not have the kind of bond with Erion to be able to sense the younger elf clearly, and usually relied on his bond with Kansas to keep tabs on Erion, but Kansas was in Evereska, and Erion was all but invisible to Vale.

Yuji looked at Vale and smiled. "Go check. You won't be happy until you do, my love."

Vale chuckled a little. "You want anything on the way back?"

"More ice?" Yuji rattled his tumbler a little, and nibbled a quick kiss. "And you."

Vale grinned and sauntered off, putting a bit of a sway in his hips and hearing Yuji's muttered exclamation as he headed up the stairs. He could see a light under the door of Kansas's room, and also under the bathroom, and he paused to listen, hearing a slight movement in the bathroom.

Vale opened the bathroom door and Erion looked up, his eyes a deep and stormy grey. The younger elf's hair was wet, his skin was surprisingly pale, and he held one hand awkwardly cupped at his side.

"You alright, ai'edhel?" Vale closed the door and tilted his head, the slightest of frowns creasing his forehead. "It's pretty late. Was there trouble with the trains?"

Erion managed a stiff smile that did not touch his eyes. "The trains were fine. I just needed to clear my head a bit. I should have called, I'm sorry."

"You're freezing." Vale reached out and touched Erion's hand, the cupped one, the fingers faintly blue. "Fuck, Erion, we're not immune to frostbite."

"It's not frostbite. I can feel the fingers." Erion flexed them, looking down so that Vale would not see the pain that flickered through his eyes. "I'm going to take a shower and warm up, okay?"

Vale unbuttoned Erion's chambray shirt, the fabric damp, and he bit back a comment about that. He watched Erion fumble with the cuffs and then slide the shirt off his shoulders before reaching for the hem of his t-shirt. Erion managed that as well, but the button of his jeans was proving difficult, and Vale reached out to help, his eyes widening as Erion's hand clamped around his wrist with surprising speed and strength.

"Thanks, Uncle Vale. I've got it." Erion's cheeks had a small bit of color, and he did not meet Vale's eyes, looking down and off to the side.

Vale let his hand drop, Erion releasing his wrist. "Tell you what, I'll make some hot cocoa. Come down and get some after your shower."

Erion nodded, biting his lip. Vale turned to leave, and Erion made a small noise.

"Thank you, Vale. I mean it. Not about the cocoa, just about..." Erion's voice trailed off, and his breath hitched. "You've all let me have the room to figure things out. There are times, though, when I need to know I'm still an elf... It helps knowing that you're there. A lot."

"I'm glad, ai'edhel. I'll be here whenever you need," Vale said quietly, and let himself out, heading back downstairs, his expression troubled.

Vale swung by the kitchen to put up a pot of milk, and grabbed the bucket of ice from the freezer before heading back out to Yuji.

"Was it Erion?" Yuji asked, sitting up when he saw Vale's expression.

Vale dropped some ice in Yuji's tumbler, and then some in his own. "Yes, and it looks like he's been walking around in the snow for a while. He brushed me off, but it's a little awkward sometimes between us. I'm his uncle by virtue of having been Sand's lover, so we're family and not family all at the same time. The lines between us get complicated."

"You want me to go see him?" Yuji offered quickly.

Vale looked relieved. "Would you? He got... shy with me. I can't tell if he's just having a kneejerk human reaction, or if he's really hiding something, and I can't push."

"Of course I'll go, my love." Yuji stood and kissed Vale, pouring his love into the kiss, and he could feel Vale relax.

"I'm going to make some cocoa," Vale murmured when they broke apart, slightly breathless.

Erion turned on the water, letting it run hot and fill the bathroom with steam as he returned to his struggle with his jeans, finally managing to open the button. He peeled out of the remainder of his clothing and stepped under the water, closing his eyes and letting it sluice over him.

It always boiled down to the same thing, Erion mused. He would have a choice to make, and more often then not, the choice would involve deciding which option would hurt fewer people that he cared about, or would at least benefit them after the pain wore off. The only ache in his heart that had not been a choice was Kageoshi's death, and Erion wondered if that was why it still hurt so badly, badly enough to make snow trigger the bleakest of memories.

And it was not like Erion could choose not to remember. He was an elf, for all that he had chosen to live as a human, and that meant that everything that happened could be recalled in reverie or while communing with the same clarity as when it had occurred. Every time Erion entered reverie was a chance to relive his life, and there had been enough lately that did not bear reliving. Unfortunately, the snow had brought the worst of it forward, and Kansas was in Evereska, leaving Erion alone with his memories. Erion let his head fall forward, his eyes closing as his shoulders slumped, resigned to a sleepless night. He would rather sit up and study all night than wrestle with what reverie would bring.

Yuji went upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door before opening it and walking in. The room was thick with steam, and he could make out the vague silhouette of a slender body under the water.

"Erion? You trying to boil yourself alive?" Yuji's voice was warm and teasing, and Erion turned his head to look at Yuji.

"Did Vale send you up?" Erion's voice was carefully neutral, and he looked over his shoulder without moving out of the stream of water, although he did reach out and lower the heat a bit.

Yuji sighed a little. "He's worried about you. Is that so surprising?"

Erion reached for the shampoo and soaped his hair, the rich lather dripping onto his shoulders. Yuji took the opportunity to scrutinize the slender body, seeing no bruising or redness anywhere, just the gorgeous white tiger that Kansas had drawn for Erion prowling down the elf's back like a watchful guardian.

Erion rinsed his hair and reached for the body soap, turning around to face Yuji. "I suppose it's not surprising. There's been enough shit going on in this family lately to make him jumpy, and I didn't think to call. I just needed to work some things out in my head." Erion spread his arms a little. "I'm perfectly uninjured, Yuji. I'm not going to fuck around and lie about something like that. Not with everything that's been happening."

Yuji looked at Erion, his expression revealing his hurt. "I didn't come up here just to be a spy, Erion. I happen to love you, and I worry about you, too. Especially with everything that's been happening."

Erion flushed, his cheeks turning bright red. "I'm sorry, Yuji. I'm being an asshole tonight. I just... Oh, fuck, Yuji, I love you, too. Do you know how pissed off I get that I have to wait until I'm one hundred to marry you?" Erion's blush deepened. "And that didn't come out right, either."

Yuji chuckled, his sweetly goofy laugh. "It came out fine, my little love. I promise, the day you turn one hundred, I am going to marry you in Evereska, and we are going to fuck in the gardens until our grandchildren are bowlegged."

Erion looked at Yuji and started to snigger. "I'll bet you say that to all the mopey elves in your shower."

"Only the little silver haired ones," Yuji replied, and he relaxed as Erion's snigger turned into a giggle.

Erion rinsed off, and Yuji grabbed a thick towel and held it out as Erion turned off the water, wrapping the young elf up and rubbing his back as he pulled Erion into a hug.

"You sure you're okay, my little love?" Yuji tilted Erion's face up and looked deeply into the silver eyes, the blue ring around the irises glowing and bright. The beautiful amber pendant gleamed against Erion's skin, and Erion smiled a little as he saw where Yuji's eyes had been drawn.

"I'm okay, really, Yuji. I love you." Erion nuzzled in and kissed Yuji, a sweet and yet chaste kiss. "And yes, I was thinking about our angel tonight. This helps, having this bit of him with me all the time." Erion's fingers stroked the amber pendant lovingly. "It was other shit, too, but the snow always makes me think of him."

Yuji reached for another towel and began to dry Erion's hair lovingly. "I know it does. He loved the snow. I remember him and the rest of the posse, before we met you, having snowball fights the instant there was enough snow to scoop off the cars." Yuji's eyes lit up as he remembered.

"And sticking his tongue out to catch snowflakes when we were running to the next building for a class," Erion said, and this time his smile reached his eyes and lit them.

Yuji finished toweling Erion's hair and reached for the brush, surprised when Erion actually turned around to let him brush his hair. Yuji began to brush, the bristles sliding through the silver mane easily, and Erion all but purred. Bemused, Yuji brushed until Erion was practically limp with pleasure, and then started to laugh as he put the brush down.

"You know, I think you're the only person in this family aside from Vale who doesn't scream and run away when I pick up a brush?" Yuji's laugh was bright and warmed Erion's heart. "Even Michi wails, and she's barely got any hair to brush yet."

Erion looked at Yuji mischievously over his shoulder. "Well, you can brush my hair anytime, baby." Erion gathered up his wet towels and discarded clothing, and opened the bathroom door, peeking to make sure Aika and Takara were not around, then sprinting for Kansas's room, Yuji following sedately.

By the time Yuji got there, Erion had pulled on sweatpants and a t-shirt, the sweats riding low on his slim hips. Erion did not miss the slight flicker of disappointment in Yuji's eyes, and he pulled Yuji into a kiss, not letting go until they were both slightly flushed and a little breathless.

"I love you, Yuji." Erion stroked Yuji's cheek, looking into those perfect dark eyes. "But right now, I can smell that fucking cocoa, and I want a cup. Then you can fuck me spineless. If you want to." Erion turned around and sashayed to the door, his slim hips swaying beautifully.

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What is the new archive penname that you have created?

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[The Great Sue Hunt]

Bronx slid her fingers into Myr's silvery hair, her back arching as she felt raw energy pulsing through her, the pulses of magic as delicious and arousing as the wicked fingers and clever tongue currently pleasuring her. As wonderful as it felt, Bronx was not about to let herself come just yet. She needed a few more Tzus to get closer first, to benefit from a nasty little trick Bronx had learned from a particularly rowdy group of elves.

In the meantime, however, Myr was writhing happily on Kelk's cock, and the scent of her arousal was enough to make Bronx want to shift into her draconic form. Lousy for sex, unless there was another dragon around, but it was that avaricious streak, and Myr smelled... collectible. Bronx gave herself a good mental shake. No collecting the other Authors, she reminded herself sternly. But if she couldn't collect them, well... she could still play a bit.

Bronx gently took hold of Myr's hand, freeing Myr's fingers from her own wet pussy, and stepping back before kneeling in front of Myr. Bronx licked Myr's fingers clean with a small growl of appreciation, and then lowered her head as she parted Myr's thighs a little more.

Kelk's cock looked gorgeous as Myr rode it, the purple shaft glistening and so very hard. Bronx gave another pleased little growl as she looked at Myr's clit, perfectly rosy and just needing a little attention. Bronx dipped her head and flicked her long tongue out, dragging it lightly over the tender nub, and Myr's moans increased, as did the magic that she was emitting. Bronx absorbed the magic happily enough, the raw energy combining with her own latent magical energy, almost like recharging an arcane battery.

Myr whined as Bronx's tongue stroked again, a little harder this time, tasting the ample juices flowing from Myr's pussy as Kelk continued to guide her as she rode his generous cock. Bronx could feel Myr quivering, and she could feel a party of Tzus approaching, identical outfits, identical braids, and over the top weapons.

Bronx grinned a little as she lowered her mouth and sucked hard on Myr's clit, the tip of her tongue dragging across it firmly as the same time, and Myr's moans rose to a scream of pleasure as she came hard, her pussy spasming around Kelk's cock as Bronx tormented her clit. The wave of magical energy that Myr released was easy enough for Bronx to redirect, and the Tzus screamed in unison with Myr as they were all wracked by stupendous orgasms of their own, feeling exactly what Myr felt as Kelk's cock and Bronx's tongue reduced her to a quivering mess.

Unfortunately for the Tzus, nothing in their training had prepared them for a combination of alien cock and a female's mouth. No, they were supposed to be bedded by Princes and Paladins, in a bower of roses, with little butterflies and unicorns all around. They were supposed to have delicate little bursts of pleasure that reddened their cheeks and made them moan prettily. They were not supposed to grunt and howl, and feel their pussies leaking enough hot juices to instantly soak their little pink panties.

The Tzus dropped in a collective pile of trembling limbs, and Bronx counted mentally to ten, waiting for the inevitable. She made it to six before there was a loud crack and the Tzus were reduced to a cloud of ink that dissipated before it reached the ground.

Bronx released Myr's clit, her eyes glittering wickedly as she looked over at 'Cune. "Why don't you come on over here and join us?"

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[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand looked at Kansas and Satoshi with shining eyes, his love for his two husbands making him look young and radiant. "Of course you can go first, alasse'amin. We've been sneaking in quick fucks since Satoshi got moved to the regular ward, but you've missed out. I can't be greedy all the time," Sand laughed, and shifted to one side of the bed to give Kansas and Satoshi room. His long fingers teased through Satoshi's hair, and he tilted his head to steal a kiss from Kansas as the slender little imp wrapped himself around Satoshi with a sweet moan.

There was something so tender and almost hesitant about the way Kansas touched Satoshi, an innocent feeling of newness, and Sand caught his breath with tears of joy beading his lashes as he watched Kansas kiss Satoshi softly. There was desire and need, yes, but there was a healing power to Kansas's gentle devotion, and Sand sent out a wave of love to them both, feeling like he was witnessing something magical.

Kansas moved to let Satoshi roll slightly on to his side, so they could entwine their bodies more closely, their lips touching in gentle kisses. Kansas withdrew from his bond to Sand, suddenly wanting to only feel Satoshi in this moment, and he could feel Satoshi withdrawing on his bond as well. Not closing it down completely, but only letting the faintest trail remain, his one thread to Sand.

"I love you, Satoshi," Kansas whispered between kisses, and Satoshi moaned into his mouth, his strong hands guiding Kansas to straddle his hips.

"I love you, Tatsuya," Satoshi whispered, his eyes perfectly dark, and his face radiant with love for the slender imp.

Kansas let out a sweet cry when Satoshi reached down and pressed a finger against Kansas's twitching pucker, then crashed their lips together in a deep kiss. Kansas reached out a hand and grabbed at the sheets, as if he was looking for something, never taking his eyes off Satoshi, or his lips off Satoshi's lips.

Sand pressed the vial of sweet oil into Kansas's hand, enjoying being allowed to watch his husbands as they renewed their love for each other. He pulled back on his bonds as well, understanding that they needed to feel only each other at the moment, and knowing it did not mean he was any less loved by either of them. What Sand could do, and did do, was to reach out to Hawk and send him a wave of calm reassurance, feeling his older brother's emotions settle.

Kansas was only half aware of Sand handing him the sweet oil. His mind was so completely focused on Satoshi at the moment that he could barely comprehend anything else. Satoshi seemed to be just as taken by Kansas, and they both moaned loudly when Kansas hurriedly dripped some oil on Satoshi's fingers, and the pierced imp reached down again, teasing the tight pucker with his fingers, before pressing one finger into the tight muscle.

Kansas moaned loudly, his voice keening slightly in his throat as his back arched, and his eyes fluttered closed, Satoshi raising his head to latch on to one small nipple, teasing the nub to hardness with gentle nips and sucks. Kansas started to press his hips down to meet the thrusting finger, and Satoshi smiled radiantly around the tight nipple between his lips. After a few minutes, Satoshi added another finger, and Kansas's hands fisted in the sheets on either side of Satoshi's shoulders, the little imp utterly lost to the sensation of being so carefully teased open.

Satoshi moved his attention to Kansas's other nipple as he eased a third finger into the tight pucker, making Kansas throw his head forwards and bury it in Satoshi's hair, and Satoshi whispered ever so softly, "It's alright, baby, I've got you. Just like the first time, I've got you. I love you. Let go for me."

Sand scarcely dared to breathe, watching as Satoshi tenderly opened Kansas up, the slender imp responding with such sweet need and desire that Sand wanted to reach out and stroke that black and blue hair. He was reminded of how appealing Kansas had been at the vacation, and how he had tried so hard to make up for his foolish lack of understanding. Of course, he had not known then what he knew now, and that was in the past, his inadvertent cruelty forgiven by a generous young heart, and Sand knew he would never make Kansas hurt again.

Kansas mewled loudly as he pushed himself down on Satoshi's fingers, lost to his sensations. Satoshi's eyes were bright with his love and adoration for the young man on top of him, and for this moment he could see nothing else.

Kansas mewled and jerked his hips in an odd way, which made Satoshi chuckle softly. He withdrew his fingers quickly and rolled them over gracefully, so he was lying between Kansas's spread thighs, the small imp keening softly, his dark gray eyes hooded and glittering with pleasure.

"I've got you, my sweet. I've got you. Just like the first time," Satoshi whispered, and Kansas bucked his hips, lifting his thighs.

"Just like the first time." Kansas whispered back, and threw his head back with a howl of pleasure when Satoshi moved, pressing the head of his cock against Kansas's loosened pucker.

Satoshi stopped when he breached his precious little imp, letting Kansas adjust to the intrusion, then he pressed in so slowly that he barely seemed to move. When Satoshi was finally buried balls deep in Kansas's ass, the little imp wrapped his arms and legs around Satoshi as tight as he could, and Satoshi kissed him deeply, waiting patiently for Kansas to be ready for him to move.

The love between them seemed to practically glow around them, so strong that it washed out of them in warm waves, and they only had eyes for each other. Finally after a long while Kansas moved his hips ever so slightly and Satoshi withdrew slowly, then pushed back in just as slowly, angling his hips so that he would drag over Kansas's prostate, drawing the sweetest mewls from the little imp. His own voice was lost to his moans and cries, and their lips never strayed further from each other than to necks and ears, only to find each other again, taking turns plundering each other's mouths with all of their passion.

Sand was lost in the sweet love between his beautiful husbands, watching them with loving eyes. He knew that somehow, on some deep level, Kansas and Satoshi were healing each other, ancient wounds finally closing thanks to the balm of their love for each other. Like Erion, Sand cherished this precious bond between Satoshi and Kansas, and vowed to nurture it and keep it alive for all their days.

Kansas mewled sweetly under Satoshi, his head thrown back against the pillows and his eyes hooded, his hands digging into Satoshi's back, trying to draw Satoshi closer. One of Satoshi's hands was wrapped around the back of Kansas's shoulder, while his other moved up and down his side, stroking his ribs gently, moving down to lift his hip slightly occasionally.

Kansas's eyes slowly filled with tears, but the smile on his face told that they were tears of pleasure, and Satoshi's smile was just as radiant as he plundered the young man under him with delicious slow thrusts, Kansas's whole body trembling with the intense pleasure.

Soon pearls of sweat were gathering in the hollow of Satoshi's back, and Kansas's forehead shone with glittering beads of sweat, their eyes glazed with the pleasure. Tears fell constantly from Kansas's eyes, the little imp mewling constantly, Satoshi mumbling loving words to him between panting breaths.

Satoshi slowly tugged one of Kansas's arms loose and laced their fingers together on the pillow beside Kansas's head, the imp crying out in pleasure as Satoshi thrust a little harder.

"I've got you, sweet love. Just like the first time. You're safe. I've got you. I love you," Satoshi whispered and Kansas cried out, his back arching into a tight bow, and the heavy scent of his cum filled the air, as he spilled himself between their stomachs, and his ass clamped down on Satoshi erratically, pushing Satoshi over the edge.

"I love you," Kansas whined loudly, his voice trembling, and Satoshi moaned loudly when he crashed their lips together and thrust in harder and more erratic. After a couple of more thrusts he spilled himself into Kansas, load after load of searing hot cum filling the little imp, and he ground himself down to milk every drop from Satoshi.

After long shivering minutes, they both sagged down on the bed, and Satoshi rolled off Kansas, the little imp hissing when Satoshi withdrew from his ass, then followed Satoshi to cuddle into his embrace, crying softly.

Satoshi stroked the black and blue hair gently, soothing Kansas with loving whispers, and then Kansas whispered, his voice filled with love, and strength, despite being a little wobbly, "Just like the first time."

Satoshi kissed the sweaty forehead of his young husband and nodded, whispering back, "Yes, my sweet love. My beautiful Tatsuya. Just like the first time." Satoshi's smile was radiant as he stroked his broken hand slowly over Kansas's cheeks, drying the imp's tears, holding him tightly, yet gently.

Sand watched as Satoshi held Kansas, the love between them so strong that he could practically see it as a golden light surrounding them. He smiled as they clung to each other, feeling no urgency. Satoshi would gain much needed strength from this time with Kansas, and that strength could only help him when it came time to head to the Spring to heal Satoshi properly. There would be time to make love to them both, his precious husbands, and then they could all heal a little more. Ardiel was right. They were what they all needed to heal.

Satoshi rested his head against Kansas's head for a long while, holding the imp tightly, the two of them murmuring softly to each other, but too low for the elf to make out any words, although it sounded a little like they were singing to each other. Kansas relaxed perfectly, and Satoshi lay him down on the pillows almost reverently, his eyes locking on Sand's eyes over Kansas's head.

"I love you, Masato," Satoshi whispered, crawling carefully over Kansas, the little imp mewling softly and curling up on his side, with the most radiantly sedate look on his face, his lips curved in a tiny smile.

"I love you, Satoshi," Sand replied, and he held his arms open for his beloved husband, his face radiant as he met Satoshi's lips in a tender kiss. "You're so beautiful together, you and Tatsuya. Thank you for letting me see that. I've watched you make love before but that was special, like he is and like you are, saiai." Sand ran his fingers over Satoshi's face, tracing the planes and angles and sweet curves as though he was memorizing the very feel of Satoshi. "May I love you now? I want to show you how much I love you."

Satoshi smiled radiantly, his eyes fluttering closed when Sand touched his face, the pleasure of feeling Sand's now scar free fingers on his skin heavenly. "Please love me. Show me how much you love me," Satoshi whispered, and let himself fall over onto his back, his thighs parting slightly, and his arms open to receive Sand.

"That was special, honestly. It felt so much like the first time," Satoshi whispered, sounding almost like he was talking to himself more than Sand.

"I don't think I want to try for our first time again as far as setting, but I do want to remember the feeling of you in my arms for the first time," Sand murmured, and he let his fingers wander down to Satoshi's shoulders, stroking down his upper arms and then drifting over to toy with Satoshi's nipple rings as Sand kissed Satoshi again. Sand explored Satoshi's mouth thoroughly, languidly, taking his time and nibbling on Satoshi's pierced lower lip.

Sand let his cock brush against Satoshi's cock, feeling the slender pierced man's generous length already hardening again, and Sand moaned into the kiss. Sand bumped his hips a little, gasping in pleasure as Satoshi's hand slid into his hair to tease one gracefully pointed ear, and his thick cock seemed to press a little harder against Satoshi. Sand inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent of Satoshi, and he released Satoshi's lips in order to bury his face in the soft cherry red hair that crowned Satoshi.

Satoshi mewled softly as he felt Sand's cock slide against his own, his body still tingling from his session with Kansas, but his cock thickening merely at the thought of having Sand within him.

"I love you so much, Masato," Satoshi moaned as Sand breathed him in, his heart hammering in his chest in delight, knowing that he was loved beyond measure by this beautiful elf.

With a shy smile he looked up into Sand's eyes, and whispered, seeming uncertain whether Sand wanted to know this, but he felt the need to share it anyway. "I didn't mean it felt like the first time I made love to him. It felt like the first time, when I took him home."

Sand nodded, understanding the difference immediately. "I remember gathering you up, wounded and ill, but so strong and unafraid as I carried you to my small shelter, there on a snowy mountainside. I remember looking into those dark eyes of yours, and seeing the reflection of something so amazingly pure, and feeling very humble."

Satoshi's blush darkened and he looked down to hide his embarrassment, his smile radiant with love for the elf. "It is so strange to remember that. It isn't just remembering something we saw. I can remember how it felt. The feel of your skin under my hands for the very first time, the way your hair fell to your shoulders when I released it from your knot. The way you smelled after we made love next to the fire in the dead of winter, the tea warm in the pot and the incense burning on the altar," Satoshi said shyly, his fingers walking slowly up Sand's arms, tracing every little flaw on the perfectly pale skin.

"The scent of the pine on the winter breeze, and the way your cheeks would glow after we'd been outside for a while," Sand laughed, and his eyes were so loving. "And the way your hair felt after we washed it in the hot spring, like silk through my fingers."

Sand reached for the sweet oil, and looked at the vial for a moment, his eyes still bright. "You used to rub sesame oil through my hair after I washed it, to keep it from tangling. I remember using the sesame oil when we made love, too." Sand coated his fingers, his lips seeking Satoshi's lips as one finger slowly circled Satoshi's tight pucker.

Sand pressed one finger past the muscular ring, feeling the way Satoshi resisted initially, and then relaxed, a small mewl escaping his lips as Sand sank his finger in slowly, coaxing the pucker to relax as he thrust a little. Sand kissed Satoshi with gentle passion, adding a second finger when he thought Satoshi was ready. Sand let his fingers slide over Satoshi's prostate, lightly, but it was enough to make Satoshi moan, his hips bucking a little.

Sand added a third finger after another minute, and Satoshi opened his thighs a little more, his hips bucking a little as he welcomed Sand's touch. Sand thrust slowly, not wanting to rush, the slower pace helping him to mend small hurts that plagued his own soul.

"Please, Masato," Satoshi whispered, his dark eyes filled with love and desire. "I need to feel you in me, my love."

"Oh, saiai," Sand breathed, and he withdrew his fingers, sliding over Satoshi's prostate again as he moved between those strong pale thighs. Even with the inactivity of his convalescence, Satoshi's legs were so powerful, the translucent skin covering well defined muscles, and Sand ran his hands down Satoshi's thighs appreciatively.

Satoshi parted his thighs wide, shivering a little as Sand ran his hands down his thighs, the feeling of being stretched and ready to receive his beautiful elf making Satoshi breathless with happiness. "Please..." he moaned, reaching out for Sand, his eyes almost black with pleasure. Satoshi raised his legs from the bed, spreading himself as open as he could, a look of blatant invitation on his face, and his tongue snaked out to lick seductively at his lips.

Sand positioned himself and looked into Satoshi's eyes as he pressed the head of his generous cock past Satoshi's loosened pucker, feeling the velvet heat of Satoshi's ass surrounding his cock as he pressed himself in almost leisurely. Satoshi's back arched as Sand pressed in, and Sand let his hands slide up to cup Satoshi's firm round ass.

When Sand had sunk in to the balls, he leaned forward and captured Satoshi's lips in another passionate kiss, waiting for Satoshi to adjust to his cock. After a moment, Satoshi bucked his hips a little, and Sand withdrew slowly, his cock sliding over Satoshi's prostate and setting off white hot sparks behind Satoshi's eyes.

"You're so beautiful, saiai," Sand murmured, and he looked at Satoshi with wonder in his eyes. "I love you, Satoshi. I've never loved anyone the way I love you, the way I've loved you for so long, and for so many lifetimes."

Sand began to move again, long steady thrusts and languid withdrawals, gliding over Satoshi's prostate with every movement. Sand let himself fall forward, catching himself on his strong arms as he leaned over Satoshi to lap at his nipples before plundering his mouth again.

Satoshi mewled when Sand breached him, his eyes rolling back in his head as his mind emptied of everything except the glorious feeling of Sand stretching him and filling him. Satoshi had always loved just this moment more than everything, ever since that first time with Sand, because the elf filled him so perfectly, the burn just the right side of deliciously painful, and Satoshi somehow knew that they would always be like this. He bucked his hips, and arched into the licks to his nipples, whimpering into their kiss as Sand began to move, and the worlds all disappeared as Sand plundered him so slow and delicious.

"I love you, Masato," he moaned, his eyes sparkling with delirious pleasure, his voice raw and heated.

"The feeling of your coarse futon, and the blankets. And how we still preferred those after we returned to the court, and got to sleep with silk sheets, on thick futons. How we used to sneak quick encounters, in the stables, or down by the river."

Sand moaned wantonly as Satoshi surrounded him with molten pleasure. "Those stolen minutes were sweet, but not as sweet as our winter on the mountain, when I could love you without shame, watashi no samurai. That humble little hut, and that coarse futon was better than any palace."

Sand continued to thrust, feeling the heat in his belly expanding as he continued to plunder Satoshi. Satoshi mewled a little, his cock proudly erect and straining to find some friction, and Sand shifted to lower himself a bit, to press his belly against Satoshi and grind his cock between them.

"I'm so close, saiai. Come with me," Sand murmured, his hair falling over his shoulders like a glossy curtain. "Fall over the edge with me, watashi no kokoro."

Satoshi arched his back off the bed, his head falling back as he cried out in pleasure. Suddenly he grabbed Sand's hips and cried out, "Stop. Please stop. I want you to take me from behind. I want to feel that ring in your cock. I love that ring. And I love it when you make me come with your hands."

Satoshi pushed at Sand's chest, all but squirming under the elf, lifting his leg so he could turn around without letting Sand's cock slip from his ass.

Sand moved with Satoshi, helping him to turn and making sure he did not slip free, and when Satoshi had gotten his knees back under himself, Sand wrapped strong fingers around Satoshi's left hip and reached around Satoshi with his right hand, teasing his fingers up the length of Satoshi's cock. Sand pressed his own cock into Satoshi's ass, the ring in his cock riding Satoshi's prostate mercilessly, and Satoshi pressed himself backward, grinding his ass against Sand.

Satoshi's breath came in short gasps as he rolled over onto his knees, the feeling of Sand moving within him making him shiver uncontrollably with pleasure. Once he had his knees under himself, and Sand pressed into him, he rose up on his hands and knees, grinding back to take Sand in as deep as he could with a soft cry.

"Oh, fuck, Masato!" Satoshi howled, and grabbed the headboard to lift himself up on his knees, finding just the right angle to let Sand ride his prostate continuously, the thick ring in the head of Sand's cock setting off fireworks in Satoshi's head.

As Sand wrapped his hand tightly around Satoshi's cock, and stroked it, in time with his hard thrusts, Satoshi cried out with every movement, his head falling back onto Sand's shoulder. Then Kansas reached out and grabbed one of the steel rings in Satoshi's chest, giving it a slight twist and a tug, and Satoshi screamed. "Oh, fuck, I'm coming."

Sand fastened his mouth on the back of Satoshi's shoulder, where the neck met his shoulder, and he worked the mark he had begun earlier, darkening it as he felt his cock gripped by Satoshi's tight little ass. Sand's balls drew up as well, and he growled a little as he ground himself into that delicious heat.

"Oh, fuck, Satoshi, I'm going to come," Sand managed to gasp out, his hand stroking Satoshi's cock. Sand could feel himself hanging on the edge, and he knew he would spill the moment Satoshi spilled.

Satoshi shivered and whimpered, hot tears spilling from his eyes as his mind went utterly blank with pleasure, and he sobbed when his balls drew up hard and his cock twitched in Sand's hand. Long thick spurts of cum flew out over the pillow and Satoshi's ass clamped down around Sand so hard that Satoshi thought he could feel the shape of Sand's cock within him. He pushed himself back hard to meet the elf, still sobbing with pleasure and his muscles started to tremble with the intense orgasm, his ass rippling around Sand, drawing the elf in deeper.

Sand howled as his balls emptied convulsively, and he filled Satoshi's eager little ass with what felt like an endless stream of hot cum, his hips bucking as he pressed himself in fully, letting Satoshi milk him of every drop of cum. Sand buried his face in the hollow of Satoshi's neck where it met his shoulder, all but sobbing with the pleasure of his release.

Satoshi shivered convulsively as he felt Sand empty himself, grinding himself into Satoshi, his face buried in Satoshi's neck. Satoshi sobbed quietly as his muscles all went limp at the same time, and he slumped back against Sand, his head falling forwards and he could no longer hold himself upright.

"I love you, Ishikawa no Masato," Satoshi mumbled, his voice barely audible.

Sand eased Satoshi down to the bed, his cock slipping out of Satoshi. "I love you, Mori no Satoshi." Sand helped Satoshi to settle on the pillows, leaning over Satoshi to feather kisses across his damp cheeks tenderly. He curled up around Satoshi's back, his arms cradling Satoshi and he urged Kansas to nestle against Satoshi's chest.

"So beautiful, my loves," Sand murmured, one arm reaching out to drape across Kansas as well. "I'm so lucky to have you both in my life. I love you both, my sweet dragons."

Kansas smiled softly as he snuggled closer to Satoshi, kissing Satoshi's collarbone gently, his hand reaching around Satoshi to tease Sand's ear.

"I love you, Satoshi," Kansas whispered, nibbling the softest of kisses from Satoshi's lips and Satoshi moaned softly, hooking his leg over Kansas's thigh.

"I love you, Tatsuya," Satoshi whispered back, stroking Kansas's back, and Kansas looked over Satoshi's shoulder, smiling brightly at the elf.

"You've kept your promise to me. I love you, Masato."

"I love you, Tatsuya," Sand replied, his eyes filled with joy. "I'll always keep my promise. Always." He lifted his head, leaning over Satoshi's shoulder to kiss Kansas sweetly, tasting his youngest husband's mouth and loving the slightly minty taste that was uniquely Kansas. "If I ever don't, kick my ass hard, okay?"

Kansas moaned softly into the kiss, and giggled when Sand asked him to kick his ass if he ever broke his promise.

"Oh, I'll do worse than that. You know I will. The same goes for you, too," Kansas said, and crawled sinuously over Satoshi, into Sand's arms, his slim tattooed thighs straddling Sand's hips, and pearly white teeth teased the sensitive shell of Sand's ear.

Sand moaned happily under the assault on his ear, and his hands slid up along Kansas's ribs to tease Kansas's tight little nipples. His generous cock was already hardening, and he bucked his hips a little to press himself against the silken little ass that waggled so pertly on his thighs.

Kansas moaned a little and thrust his ass down to meet Sand's hips, grinding himself down on the thick cock that slid between his cheeks. For a moment he thought about taking Sand, and fucking him into next week, but he glanced over at Satoshi, noticing the longing look in Satoshi's eyes, and he decided against that. He realized that Sand and Satoshi both needed this, they needed this first time to be between themselves, their fresh start, their new beginning.

Kansas grinned a little wickedly at Sand, and grabbed the sweet oil and dribbled a generous amount into his palm, reaching down to stroke Sand's cock tightly, slicking it quickly. Then Kansas lifted himself up on his knees and smeared the rest of the oil over his slightly loosened pucker, grabbing Sand's cock again, and pressing himself down on the thick length with a loud howl. Kansas slammed his ass down, taking Sand in to the root in one swift plunge, his eyes filling with tears and he gasped breathlessly, his chin wobbling slightly with the intensity of the burn, as he sat prettily on Sand's cock.

Sand's hands wrapped around Kansas's slim hips, and he searched the little imp's face for signs of pain or unacceptable discomfort.

"Breathe, my sweet," Sand urged, not wanting to move until Kansas was ready for it. Their first time together had been far too rough on Kansas, and there was no way that Sand wanted to duplicate that. He knew Kansas had forgiven him completely, and he no longer dwelt on it himself, but Sand would not repeat mistakes if he could help it.

Kansas started to rise again, but Sand's hands on his hips stopped him, the elf urging him to breathe, and Kansas looked down into the dark blue eyes. Four years ago, they had been filled with longing, and a feral desire, and an appreciation for the beauty that Kansas was, and Kansas had screwed that up royally. Now those beautiful eyes were still filled with that desire and longing, but also with love. A deep never-ending love that belonged only to Kansas.

The little imp relaxed and ground his ass down a little, sighing as he adjusted to the thick girth, his eyes dancing when he smiled down at Sand. "You're still being smart for me. Here I go again, trying to take on something that's too big for me, too quickly," Kansas said with a slight giggle, splaying his hands on Sand's chest, and wriggling his ass around a little as the tight round muscle relaxed slowly.

"I want us both to enjoy this, my Kansas. It's been too long since we had a chance to play," Sand said with a radiant smile, looking at the beautiful slender imp and falling in love with him all over again. He reached up and ran his fingers through the black and blue mane that so perfectly framed the pale face of his youngest husband. "Look at you, so grown up and so gorgeous. I love you."

Kansas purred softly, his head automatically following the hand that ran through his hair, exactly like a loving puppy would do, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment, but then focused back down on Sand, the imp unaware of what he had just done.

"I do enjoy this, you know. I like it rough sometimes. I just need to remember that I have a limit. And the size of your cock is toeing the line, especially if I'm not prepared for it," Kansas said with a soft giggle, and sank down on Sand's chest to kiss him sweetly, whispering between nibbles, "I love you, Masato."

As the short imp reached up to kiss Sand, his ass moved so that Sand's cock withdrew almost all the way, and Kansas moaned softly, lifting his chest a bit from Sand's chest as he slid back down on the thick cock, taking him in to the root. Kansas's generous cock skidded lightly against Sand's scarred abdomen, leaving behind a small trail of precum, and above the throbbing length, there roared Migime, his golden eyes now dull and looking just like any other human tattoo, the colors slightly faded.

Sand ran his fingers over Migime lightly, feeling a brief sorrow for Tatsuya's loss and remembering how wounded the young god had been. There were promises to be kept there as well, and Sand knew he would have to bring Satoshi to meet Tatsuya soon, when Satoshi was healed. Sand smiled up at Kansas, his smile tender and sweet.

"I know you like it rough sometimes. I do, too, but I don't like hurting you, not really hurting you. The burn, well, we both enjoy that." Sand laughed a little, his fingers teasing along the length of Kansas's generous cock to swipe a bit of precum. He licked his finger and smiled radiantly.

Kansas made a small playful growl deep in his chest and then barked at Sand, lifting his hips until only the head of Sand's cock was within his ass, and slammed down again, hard enough to make skin slap against skin. He sat up again, his hands splayed on Sand's chest, long slender fingers prodding at Sand's nipples, and he set their pace hard, his eyes rolling back in his head as he plundered himself on Sand's cock with wild abandon.

Sand moaned wantonly as Kansas's deft fingers toyed with his nipples, and he wrapped his own hands around the slender imp's hips, guiding him as he slammed himself down on Sand's thick cock. Sand's hips rose almost of their own accord to meet Kansas's frenzied bucking, and Sand could not bite back his moans as his cock was buried in that tight little ass. Sand shifted his angle, and he could tell by Kansas's shout that he had found the imp's sweet spot.

Kansas cried out deliriously when Sand hit his prostate dead on, and for a moment white light filled his head and his vision, his mind blank except for the heavenly pleasure that coursed through his small body.

Kansas could feel tears of pleasure pearling in his lashes, and he had lost his voice completely, the most coherent thing that came out of him a string of moans and cries. His whole body was singing with the pleasure that Sand was creating in him, and his heart felt light as a feather.

He opened up his bond to Sand as wide as he could, and his soul reached out to touch Sand's soul, allowing the elf to feel exactly how wonderful this all felt. Kansas's head lolled back as he arched his back, his mewls sounding a little bit like a little puppy's.

Satoshi stirred beside Sand and chuckled softly, nuzzling Sand's ear as he whispered, "I used to be able to make him mewl like that once."

Sand turned his head slightly to nibble a quick kiss from Satoshi, his love for Satoshi filling his eyes, and then he turned back to look up at Kansas, so close and so beautiful. Sand released one slim hip and wrapped long fingers around Kansas's cock, stroking it hard and fast.

"That's it, my joy, alasse'amin," Sand murmured, his voice husky with desire. "My beautiful little husband, my Kansas. Come for me, my love."

Kansas shivered slightly when Sand's hand wrapped around his cock, his back arching in a gorgeous arch, and his head falling back as he howled. His whole body twitched and his arms went limp, the imp so lost to his passion that he lost all control of his body, and his thrusts became terribly erratic. He started to mewl constantly, a long quiet string of nonsense, his eyes rolling back in his head and small tears trickling from his lashes, as he cried out and arched his back so hard that his head and arms were thrown back.

His balls drew up suddenly, and thick hot spurts of cum flew over Sand's chest, painting the pale chest with long glistening lines. Kansas's tight ass clamped down on Sand's cock painfully hard, and Kansas bucked his hips down almost hard enough to hurt, grinding down on Sand's cock as the tight passage rippled around the elf, drawing him over the edge with Kansas.

Satoshi sat up quickly and grabbed Kansas around the back so he would not fall backwards, his slender body utterly limp in Satoshi's arms, his hips unconsciously grinding down on Sand to milk him dry.

Sand screamed, his back arching as Kansas's tight little ass clamped down on his cock like a fist, and his balls emptied all at once, hot cum filling Kansas's spasming passage. Sand reached up for Kansas instinctively, stroking the beautiful pale skin as Satoshi supported the limp youngster. Sand could not even form words, so overwhelmed was he by the powerful sensations that gripped him, and he cried out as tears of pleasure leaked from the corners of his eyes.

Sand shuddered, his orgasm finally easing enough for him to focus his eyes, and he carefully lifted the limp Kansas off his softening cock and took him in his arms to ease him down in the bed. "Beautiful Kansas," Sand murmured, brushing sweat-damp tendrils of hair back from Kansas's forehead and kissing him tenderly. "Sweet little husband of mine, you're so gorgeous."

Satoshi helped Sand lay Kansas on the bed, then lay down beside his little lover, stroking his cheek gently. Kansas stared up at Sand with wide, innocent eyes, utterly lost to the power of his orgasm, his muscles trembling ever so slightly and his lips quivering as he smiled happily up at the elf. He was utterly unable to move, completely worn out by the explosive orgasm, and he could feel Tatsuya within, purring happily with his own release. Satoshi's arms around his small body felt wonderfully perfect, like home, and having the elf on his other side, only compacted that feeling even more. He felt a tiny pang in his heart when the thought flashed through his head that this would be perfect if he had his little silver haired star elf in his arms, but the thought was quickly replaced by the thought that he would be going home to his Erion only the next day.

Kansas licked his lips quickly, and tried to say something, but his brain would not cooperate, so he only managed a soft little moan, and his hand reached up to stroke Sand's cheek lovingly.

Sand cupped Kansas's cheek in his hand and leaned in to kiss Kansas's plump lips, his face radiant with love for his young husband.

"Thank you, my Kansas. Thank you, Tatsuya. I love you, watashi no ai. You're so perfect." Sand opened his bond with Kansas to share his own joy and love, the sated bliss of their lovemaking still sending small shivers up his spine. "Rest now, my beautiful imp."

Sand reached over and pulled Satoshi into a kiss, looking into those gorgeous dark eyes and smiling his radiant smile. "Let's cuddle this sweet imp for a bit, and then, if you feel up to it, will you fill me and make me yours?"

Satoshi shivered into the kiss, his hands fisting in Sand's hair and he moaned softly, his eyes sparkling with desire. When they broke the kiss, he licked his lips nervously and blushed sweetly.

"I'm sorry, I'm kind of exhausted. Maybe if we had some of those crazy wines you always make me drink, that keep me going like an elf, I'd have more in me. I'm so sorry. I really want to. I'm just too tired," Satoshi whispered, and his bond opened up to Sand again, to let Sand feel how Satoshi's muscles ached with the exertion, and how he really just wanted to lie down and sleep with his two most beloved husbands.

"Do you really think the Elverquisst would help?" Sand asked. "I don't want to push you too hard, saiai. Really, I don't, but I so want to feel you in me. I know we have Elverquisst here."

Sand reached out to stroke Satoshi's cheek tenderly. "I'm being greedy, aren't I? But I feel like we're being given a whole new chance. I'm being an idiot." Sand gave Satoshi a sheepish little look.

Satoshi leaned his head into the touch and smiled, his voice husky with his desire, and their bond pulsed with his longing for his elf.

"I'm sure. I'm just tired. I've been tired ever since I woke up from the coma. I'm not going to be able to fuck you to kingdom come, like you did with me, but honestly, I just want to make love to you now. And the Elverquisst would give me enough strength to do that," Satoshi said quietly, his hand reaching up to cup Sand's hand where it lay against Satoshi's cheek. "I love you, so much. I can feel it now. It's still buried deep, but I can feel it a little bit."

Sand gave Satoshi a radiant smile. "I know that you love me. I can feel it, saiai, even when you can't. I'm going to go and get the Elverquisst. You cuddle our little husband, and I'll be right back." Sand pressed a kiss to Satoshi's lips, his blue eyes bright with love. He slid off the bed, grabbing for his loose pants and slipping them on. He leaned over and kissed Satoshi one more time before dashing out into the main house, to the liquor cabinet in the living room.

Satoshi snickered a little when Sand all but jumped out of the bed and ran for the door. Satoshi snuggled down on the bed, gathering a softly snoring Kansas into his arms, and pressed a soft kiss to the young man's temple.

"I love you more than anything too, you know, Tatsuya. We've survived so much, and seen so much. I don't ever want to lose you, and I'll try my very best not to make you lose me. I promise, I'll try my best. I just wish I could let you feel it how much I love you, like I can let Masato feel it. Then you would never have to doubt me," he whispered softly, hoping that Kansas could feel his words, even if he did not hear them.

Santhiel looked up, startled, as Sand ran past him with a bright smile. "Masato? Is everything alright?"

"It's glorious," Sand replied over the clinking of bottles. "I know we have some here. Atara bought most of the production of Elverquisst for our wedding, and I brought some here. Aha!"

Sand leaned back, holding up a bottle triumphantly.

"I don't want to ask, do I?" Santhiel watched as Sand stood, his hair tousled and hanging loose, his pale skin marked with love bites, and his eyes glowing with joy.

Sand grinned and dashed back toward the apartment, his bare feet making no sound as he raced back into the bedroom.

"I have it, saiai!" Sand shimmied out of his pants and bounced into the bed, still holding the Elverquisst.

When Sand came hurtling into the bed again, Satoshi laughed softly and rolled Kansas to the side, tucking the little imp in with the blankets tight around his small body, and he smiled a little when Kansas stuck the tip of his thumb into his mouth, and curled up into a tight little ball, purring happily in his sleep.

"You are insatiable. Have I ever told you that?" Satoshi said with a giggle, falling back onto the pillows and licking his lips seductively, as he tugged on one of his nipple rings.

"You've told me, and I am, and it's because I can't get enough of you, my Satoshi." Sand leaned in and kissed Satoshi, nibbling his lower lip as he opened the bottle of Elverquisst. He handed the bottle to Satoshi as he reluctantly broke the kiss. "I forgot glasses."

Satoshi laughed brightly, and grabbed the bottle, huffing a little."Who needs glasses. I say they're overrated," he said with a snicker and took a long swig of the bottle, his eyes widening a little, then he moaned and his eyes fluttered closed as he chugged a couple of swallows before he handed the bottle to Sand again.

"Fuck. What is that wine? It's so weird. It tastes so... so... so... edoooo," Satoshi scratched his head as he tried to find the right words but when nothing came to mind he continued sheepishly, "Magical?"

Sand took a deep drink himself, savoring the flavor as the Elverquisst sent sparks up his spine and warmth through his veins. "I suppose it's magic," Sand replied with a grin. "It's the essence of a perfect summer's day, or so we claim, anyway. The fruits used to make it are only grown in a few carefully tended plots, and they ripen and need to be harvested in a single tenday." Sand shrugged. "Magic or masterful winemaking, either way, it works."

Sand leaned in and captured one of Satoshi's nipples in his mouth, teasing the little nub and scraping his teeth across it lightly.

Satoshi giggled and grabbed the bottle, chugging a few more sips, moaning softly between swallows as Sand teased his nipple to hardness.

"Okaasan is going to kill us for drinking this stuff like it's sake, though. I have a feeling that she does not approve of this being used as a pick me up so I can fuck some more, when I'm supposed to be recovering," Satoshi giggled, taking one more long swallow, before he reached out and put the bottle on the nightstand, precariously close to the edge, and tangled his hands in Sand's hair to pull the elf over to his other nipple. He could feel the warmth of the wine spreading through his body, reviving his muscles, clearing away the small aches and pains, and making his cock stir, waking up again slowly.

"Well, then, we don't have to tell her," Sand murmured between lapping at Satoshi's nipples. He moved lower, nibbling and licking his way down Satoshi's stomach and belly, heading for Satoshi's cock with singleminded fervor. "You taste delicious, do you know that? I love the way you taste."

Satoshi burst out in a giggle, knocking the back of his head against the headboard as he threw his head back. "Ow! What, you like the taste of sweat and haven't taken a proper bath in weeks? That's lovely. I think your tastebuds are broken, dude."

Sand started to giggle helplessly, but he still dragged his tongue across the head of Satoshi's cock with delight, tasting the velvety skin of the head with great delight. "No, don't think anything's broken. You taste like Satoshi, with a little hint of Kansas. Very nice."

Before Satoshi could say anything, Sand slid his lips over the head of Satoshi's cock, rubbing his tongue stud over the tender little cleft underneath. He purred around his mouthful, his hair spilling over his shoulders like a curtain as he began to lower his lips.

Satoshi moaned and banged his head against the headboard again when Sand lowered his lips over Satoshi's cock.

"Stupid headboard," Satoshi growled and smacked it with his hand, wincing slightly at the pain that shot through his broken hand. He reached down and fisted his hands in Sand's hair, pushing a little to urge the elf to take him in deeper, wanting to bury his cock in Sand's mouth, and press the elf's pretty nose in the black curls at the base of his cock, much like he himself enjoyed doing when he went down on Sand.

Satoshi mewled softly, and lay his head carefully against the headboard so he would stop banging against it.

Sand purred louder when Satoshi fisted his hands in his hair, and he obligingly lowered his mouth, his tongue stud teasing its way along the thick vein that ran down the underside of Satoshi's generous cock. Sand slid down until Satoshi's cock hit the back of his throat, and he purred again as he shifted slightly and let Satoshi's cock slide down his throat, his nose buried in the soft black nest at its base.

Sand's cheeks hollowed as he drew back slowly, sucking hard the entire way, and Satoshi's hands cramped in Sand's hair as he writhed, his cock fully hard. Sand's tongue stud pressed firmly along the underside of Satoshi's cock and teased the cleft as Sand swirled his tongue around the head, teasing the slit with the very tip of his tongue.

Satoshi moaned loudly when Sand took him down to the roots, his hands pulling on Sand's hair a little to push the elf's nose into the curls at the base of Satoshi's cock. When Sand withdrew again, Satoshi growled a little bit, still tugging on the raven hair, but his growls quickly changed into a loud howl when Sand teased the cleft under the head.

"Oh, fuck. You're too fucking good at that," Satoshi mewled, his eyes glazed and his hips twitched as he tried to keep from thrusting into that tight mouth.

Satoshi groped around the bed until he found the vial of oil and reaching down to tug on Sand's shoulder he ordered in a husky voice, "Turn around. Let me taste that ass, while you suck me."

Sand shifted his position, straddling Satoshi's torso as he knelt and presented his ass to his pierced husband, never letting go of Satoshi's cock as his tongue continued to tease the slit and cleft. The position had the benefit of spreading Sand open for Satoshi, and Sand purred as Satoshi spread his cheeks even more.

Sand lowered his head, his agile tongue pressing against Satoshi's cock as Sand took him in to the root again, his nose pressed against Satoshi's balls this time as Sand swallowed around the generous cock in his throat.

Satoshi moaned as he felt Sand's nose press against his balls, the sight of the dark patch of skin before him utterly enticing. Satoshi purred like a cat and spread Sand's pale cheeks as wide as he could, swiping his tongue over the tight pucker.

"Oh, fuck, Masato," he moaned softly, twirling his tongue around the round muscle, flicking the tip of his tongue against the twitching opening, then pushed in hard. The ball stud in his tongue caught on the puckered skin and he twirled his tongue a little before he pulled out again and lapped at Sand's hole a few times, before pushing in again. He purred again, this time louder, and so hard that his chest vibrated, Sand's cock dribbling precum where it rested against Satoshi's sternum.

Sand purred as well, his throat vibrating around Satoshi's cock as he lifted his head, sucking hard as he withdrew. The sensation of being breached by Satoshi's tongue was maddeningly wonderful after so long, and Sand could not help pressing just a little into the strong muscle, feeling himself loosen in response. Mewling in delight, Sand sank down on Satoshi's cock again, his eager hole twitching happily under Satoshi's tonguing.

Satoshi's hips bucked a little, twitching with the longing to thrust into Sand's mouth hard and deep, and he tried to control himself by concentrating utterly on Sand's ass. Swirling his tongue around the tight ring of muscles, Satoshi dragged his lip piercings against the sensitive skin right behind Sand's balls, then pressed his tongue into the tight hole, breaching his elf and swirling his tongue a little. He pressed his thumb against the patch of skin behind Sand's balls and rubbed the elf's prostate from the outside, while he continued to fuck Sand's tight ass with his tongue. He could feel the muscle relaxing and pulled his tongue out to tease his thumb over the twitching ring, before pressing his thumb in and pulling slightly to stretch Sand a little. He chuckled faintly as the round muscle gaped a little at him, and he thrust his tongue in as deep as he could, suddenly wishing he had a long tongue like Vale did.

Sand drew back again on Satoshi's cock, his own cock twitching each time Satoshi pressed that wicked tongue into Sand's ass, and Sand had to concentrate so that he would not press back into that wonderful probing. His ass was loosening quickly, eager to be breached by the glorious cock he was sucking, and Sand mewled, torn for a moment between the pleasures of the cock in his mouth and the thought of that cock filling him perfectly.

Satoshi's thumb joined in the play, and Sand engulfed Satoshi's cock again, his nose teasing Satoshi's balls as Sand nuzzled them, the elf savoring the taste of Satoshi's precum as he swallowed. He could feel Satoshi's cock responding to the pressure of his throat, and Sand tried to focus on not pushing Satoshi over the edge too soon, a thought his ass seconded as Satoshi's tongue breached it again.

Satoshi pulled his tongue free for a moment and frowned with a slightly puzzled look, wishing that he had three hands because he wanted to touch that cock that was sliding against his chest so happily. After a moments hesitation, Satoshi left off rubbing Sand's prostate from the outside and wrapped his stronger left hand around Sand's cock, stroking it languidly. He pushed his thumb deeper into Sand's ass, stretching the willing muscle even more, and thrust his tongue in again, twirling it around and making sure that his tongue stud caught on the sensitive skin here and there. Sliding his thumb out slowly, he replaced it with his middle finger. Hooking his finger he found Sand's prostate, and teased the nub hard, while he fucked that wonderful willing ass mercilessly with his tongue, his hand stroking Sand's cock hard and tight.

Sand mewled, unable to keep himself from pressing back into the combined assault on his ass, his cock hard and leaking precum freely. He could feel his balls getting heavy, and the heat was growing low in his belly again, and he swallowed around Satoshi's cock almost desperately before drawing back and sucking hard. Keeping his mouth around the head of Satoshi's cock, he gave a needy moan, one hand fisting in the sheets as he shivered with the sensations wracking him.

Satoshi could sense how close Sand was getting, and he doubled his efforts, pushing his small tongue into Sand's ass as deep as he could, adding another finger to rub at Sand's prostate, and he tightened his fist a little around Sand's cock, despite the pain in his injured hand. His whole body longed to feel Sand come, just from this, and he thought to himself, Please, come, please, let go and come for me. Please, let me still be able to do it like this.

Sand shivered again, and then he gave a muffled howl as the heat in his belly spread, his balls drawing up and his ass spasming around Satoshi's finger and tongue. He released Satoshi's cock from the hot cavern of his mouth, his thighs quivering as he tried to refrain from pressing back too hard.

"Oh, fuck, Satoshi, I can't hold on," Sand moaned, his lashes beaded with tears of pure pleasure. "Oh, fuck..." His voice trailed off and then he screamed, his ass closing around Satoshi's finger as his cock jumped in Satoshi's hand, thick ropes of cum painting Satoshi's belly and his own chest as he screamed out his pleasure. Fireworks exploded behind his eyes as Satoshi pressed his prostate again, and Sand screamed even louder, his whole body trembling with bliss.

Satoshi pressed his fingers harder against Sand's prostate as the elf came so hard that he trembled, his tongue getting caught in the spasming muscle. Satoshi moaned as he felt the hot cum spread on his stomach, and he teased the spasming passage a little with his fingers while he withdrew them slowly, drawing out Sand's orgasm as long as he could, his hand milking every drop from Sand's cock.

Once he had the elf reduced to a shivering mess, Satoshi withdrew his fingers completely and gently eased Sand over onto his side, rolling him over completely and then crawled over to kneel between Sand's thighs.

Satoshi slicked his cock quickly with oil before lying down and pressing the head of his cock against Sand's loosened ass, breaching the elf in one hard thrust, making sure he jabbed Sand's prostate head on.

"Oh, fuck, my love. You are so perfect," Satoshi moaned and pushed in until his balls were snug against Sand's round globes.

Sand mewled as Satoshi breached him, his generous cock pressing past Sand's loosened pucker and making the elf's back arch in utter bliss as he was filled. Satoshi's cock hit his prostate, and Sand's mewl rose to a wail as lights exploded behind Sand's eyes again.

"Oh, fuck, Satoshi, yes," Sand managed to gasp out. "Oh, saiai, you feel so perfect." Sand's ass tightened around Satoshi's cock instinctively, the last echoes of Sand's orgasm still rocking the elf, and he spread his thighs as much as he could, welcoming Satoshi as his hands danced up Satoshi's chest to tease his nipple rings.

Satoshi stopped once his balls pressed against Sand's ass, and he rocked his hips a little to churn himself inside his elf, relishing the feeling of the prolonged orgasm that was still rippling through Sand.

"You are perfect, poldoramin. My perfect everything," Satoshi whispered softly, kissing Sand deeply as he withdrew slowly, and pressed in again, setting their pace mindnumbingly slow, and making sure he would drag over Sand's prostate in every stroke.

Sand looked at Satoshi, his blue eyes shining with his love for his slender pierced husband. "I love you," Sand whispered, tears of joy beading in his lashes as he gave himself over to the sensation of being filled, the slow pace drawing out the pleasure and amplifying the love that flooded Sand through his bond with Satoshi. It had been so long since Satoshi had even wanted to take Sand, and the sweet tender pace made it perfect.

Sand shivered every time Satoshi's cock dragged over his prostate, his own orgasm still sending faint tingles up his spine as Satoshi managed to prolong those final waves of rapture. Satoshi's dark brown eyes were the most beautiful sight as he watched Sand give himself over to the sweet lovemaking.

Satoshi sighed softly as he sank down on Sand, his head leaning against Sand's shoulder, his teeth nibbling on one sharp collarbone, his tongue painting delicate patterns on the pale white skin, his hips moving languidly.

Satoshi opened up to their bond, his soul reaching out to touch Sand's soul, and slowly the heat built in Satoshi's belly, as he climbed towards his own orgasm. Hot tears pearled in his lashes, his lips tickling up Sand's neck until he found that spot where he was used to marking his elf, and he nibbled on the soft skin, teasing it slightly until Sand lifted his chin to let Satoshi revive the mark.

The minutes ticked by, and after a long long while Satoshi's thrusts began to grow a little faster and slightly erratic, his balls heavy and full, and his body shivered with the pleasure that was building up deep within him.

"I love you so much. I can't tell you that enough," Satoshi whispered, looking into Sand's dark blue eyes, his hands stroking Sand's raven hair, and he pressed his lips against Sand's in a tender kiss, his hips moving a little faster, driving a little deeper into Sand.

Sand moaned in wanton bliss as Satoshi marked him again, renewing the dark mark that Sand wore proudly, his hips lifting to meet Satoshi's faster thrusts. His slim fingers slid into Satoshi's hair as he kissed Satoshi with tender passion, letting all his love flow outward to envelop Satoshi.

"I know you love me, saiai. I feel it, always, everywhere I am," Sand murmured into their kisses. "I love you, I've always loved you, and I always will. You'll never lose me, I promise."

Sand's hips lifted again, and he could feel almost a miniature orgasm building again, a heat in his belly and fireworks behind his eyes, and he gasped in pleasure as he kissed Satoshi again.

Satoshi moaned softly into the kiss and lifted Sand's hips a little more, driving himself a little harder into the tight ass. He could feel his muscles aching for release, his balls so tight and heavy it was becoming painful, and his cock twitched within Sand. Sand's ass spasmed around him erratically, suddenly squeezing him hard, and Satoshi howled as his balls finally jumped up and he emptied himself into the velvet heat of Sand's ass.

"Oh, fuck," Satoshi screamed, his entire body as good as convulsing with the intensity of his orgasm, an endless stream of cum filling the willing elf, and Satoshi could feel some of it spilling out as he ground himself against Sand. Satoshi's arms and legs gave out on him, and he fell down on Sand's chest, his hips bucking against Sand as he milked himself dry. After long drawn out minutes Satoshi finally stopped writhing, his cock softening slowly still in Sand's ass.

Sand wrapped his arms around Satoshi, his lips seeking Satoshi's lips as he kissed his beloved imp tenderly, his tongue teasing the pierced lower lip. "My beautiful Satoshi," Sand murmured, nuzzling the soft cherry red hair. "I've missed this, being yours. I know we'll get better now, both of us, because we still have our love."

Sand eased Satoshi over onto the bed, curling against Satoshi, cradling Satoshi against his chest. Kansas made a small and utterly adorable snort, wrinkling his small nose and then turning to wrap himself around Satoshi's back, one leg thrown over Satoshi as he snuggled close.

Sand managed to drag the covers up over the three of them, his entire body limp with relaxation. Kansas's arm as resting across Satoshi, and Sand laced his fingers with Kansas's thin fingers. "Let's sleep a bit, watashi no kokoro. I love you."

Satoshi pushed his arm under Kansas's neck and pulled the little imp closer, relishing the feeling of being squished between his two lovers. His husbands.

"Yes, let's sleep a bit. I'm exhausted," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss against Kansas's forehead, then turning to press a kiss to Sand's lips. He snuggled down, leaning his head to rest against Sand's head, and his eyes fluttered closed, sleep claiming him within minutes.

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