BronxWench

June 20, 2011

Sand pulled Momo into another embrace, holding the younger man close. "I have wept bitterly and for far less cause than this. You have no reason to apologize, not to us." Sand rubbed Momo's back gently as he would have rubbed Erion's back. "We will not think less of you for your tears. In fact, we will only hold you dearer because you weep from love."

Momo crumbled into Sand's arms, still fighting back the tears. "When I saw him like that, just sitting on the steps, so small and hurt..." Momo choked a little.

"I understand, more than you think," Sand said, his voice gentle. "I was raped myself, and it was a brutal thing. He was savage, and what he wanted was my screams. The sexual gratification was just a bonus. But I survived, and I found love again, and I will not let what he did shape my life."

Momo drew back a little, looking at Sand in surprise. "You? But you seem, I don't know, so strong."

Sand nodded, a tender smile on his lips. "I was strong, but I was taken by surprise. It can happen to even the strong. The important thing is that I did survive, and I have found the person who completes my life. Nothing that was done to me can take that away, and nothing that has been done to Kageoshi can take you away from him."

"Will you talk to him?" Momo asked, his eyes pleading. "I'm so afraid he'll think that everything's ruined. I love him, Mori-san. I can't lose him, not like this."

"I am Masato, and yes, I will talk to Kageoshi. I will do whatever I can to help. We all will," Sand reassured Momo. "Do you think Satoshi and I can see him for a moment? I will wait to talk to him, of course, until he is feeling stronger."

Momo took a deep breath. "I'll go see." He went into the bedroom to find Kageoshi still being hugged by Erion and Kansas.

"Kage-chan?" Momo said softly, and Kageoshi looked up, his small face filled with yearning for Momo. Momo sat on the bed and held out his arms, and Kageoshi crawled into his lap with a little sigh as Momo wrapped his arms around his lover. "Masato and Satoshi want to come in for a moment. Can they come in? Do you mind?"

Kageoshi cuddled closer to Momo, feeling safe in Momo's strong arms. "I don't mind. But then I want to sleep, I think. I'm so tired."

"I know, sweetheart," Momo said, all his love for Kageoshi in his voice.

Erion and Kansas stood up and went out to the living area, nodding to Sand and Satoshi. Sand held the door for Satoshi, and then followed him in, both of them struck by the beauty of Kageoshi being cradled so gently by Momo, the love between them as bright as daylight.

"Kageoshi-kun, we just wanted to tell you that we're here for you, and we'll help however we can," Satoshi said, his gorgeous eyes full of love for the small teen. "You're a part of our family, both of you, and we want to see you well and visiting us again. We miss you."

"Even if it is just to talk, we will be here for you," Sand agreed. "For both of you." He scribbled something on the back of a card. "This is my cell phone. Please do not hesitate to call me for anything. I am often up late, puttering about with my books, am I not, saiai?"

Satoshi managed a small chuckle. "He's a night owl." He took Sand's hand and laced his fingers with Sand's fingers. "But I never fall asleep alone, and I never wake up alone."

"And now we will let you rest, Kageoshi-kun. You look like you need to sleep for a bit," Sand said, his voice warm and loving. "We will leave you two alone for now, but I would like to come and visit in a few days, if I may."

Kageoshi nodded, his eyes already fluttering with exhaustion, the strain of the day taking its toll on the small teen. Sand and Satoshi left, and Momo eased Kageoshi down onto the bed, curling up beside him and holding him gently.

"I'm right here, Kage-chan. I'll always be right here," Momo said in a whisper. Kageoshi's lips twitched into what might have been a tiny ghost of a smile, and he nuzzled closer into Momo's chest as he fell into an exhausted sleep.

Momo stayed there holding Kageoshi, just breathing in the clean sweet scent of his hair, until he heard someone climbing the steps to his front door. He carefully untangled himself from Kageoshi, and slipped off the bed, heading into the living area.

Hideko had returned with a paper bag from the pharmacy, and a plastic shopping bag as well. She looked up at Momo with her sweet smile. "I picked up the prescriptions for Kageoshi-kun. Let me explain them to you." She stepped into the kitchen to put down the plastic shopping bag, and then tugged Momo down onto the couch next to her.

"This is an antibiotic. He needs to take this twice a day, and he should eat when he takes it. These are for the pain. He can have two pills every six hours. They're pretty strong, and he might be sleepy after he takes them, but that's good. Rest is good for him." Hideko handed the pills to Momo. "This is more ointment. You should put it on after he's washed. It'll help things heal faster. You can use these gauze pads to apply it, and don't be afraid to put a lot on."

Momo nodded, his throat tight. "Is he going to be okay? I mean, is there any permanent damage?" His voice trembled a little at the thought.

Hideko hugged Momo impulsively, her heart aching. "There shouldn't be any permanent damage, at least not physically. And with your help and your love, the rest will heal, too. I'll come by tomorrow, maybe around lunchtime to check on him and see how he's doing."

Momo gave Hideko a grateful look. "Thank you, Furukawa-san, but I don't want you to go to any trouble. I can manage."

"It's no trouble, Sakai-kun." Hideko took his hand and held it for a moment. "I brought a few things. Some miso soup, some fruit, and some sandwiches. You need to eat a little something yourself. You have to stay strong for him. If you can get him to eat a little something, even better."

The motherly advice and gentle concern made Momo tear up again, and all he could do was nod his gratitude. Hideko smiled again as Sand returned from the kitchen, where he had finished washing up the cups and tea things.

"This is my number at home, and my cell phone number. You call if you're worried about him, anything at all," Hideko said, giving Momo a card. "Don't even hesitate. Promise me."

"I promise," Momo said, unable to refuse the small and determined woman with the perfect eyes and sweet smile.

"Now we should all clear out and let you rest, but we'll be back," Hideko said firmly as she stood up. "Go hug that little angel and get some rest while he's sleeping." She gave Momo a fierce hug.

Sand held out his arms to Momo and gave him a hug as well. "I will call in a day or so to see if he is ready to talk, but you can call me before then if you need me, even just to talk."

Satoshi pulled Momo into a hug as well. "Take care of yourself, too." His gorgeous eyes were bright with tears behind his glasses.

Kansas and Erion hugged Momo together, the three friends clinging to each other for a long moment, not needing words to convey their mingled hurt and sorrow and deep love for each other. When they finally broke apart, Kansas reached for Erion, and Erion slid his arm around Kansas's waist, the two youngsters sharing love and strength with each other through their bond.

Momo watched them leave and carefully locked the door behind them, and then he went into the bedroom to slip into his pajama bottoms and cradle Kageoshi close to him as he fell into a fitful sleep.

Report · June 19, 2011

Ugh, the "FLASHBACK!" thing makes me crazy as well. I've used flashbacks, and I've set them apart by the use of italics, showing a deviation from the rest of the chapter without the use of neon or shouting. But those glaring all-caps warnings just ruin the flow of a chapter for me, and act as a turn-off, no matter how good the story might be.

On the topic, the endless list of how certain forms of dialogue will be shown also bugs me no ends. If you know how to do it, the reader will pick up on it without a clue card.

And yes, I can do without the often far too intimate details of the author's life. If you're writing to work through an issue from your personal life, I applaud you, but if the story's not well written it's not going to hold me no matter how much I admire your pluck and determination.

June 19, 2011

Sand hung up the phone, a stricken expression on his face, and Satoshi grabbed his arm.

"Masato, what is it?" Satoshi asked, his voice urgent.

Sand's lips felt almost numb, his blood like ice in his veins. "It was Momo-san. We need to get the car, saiai. I have to get Kansas and Erion, and Hideko as well." He looked at Satoshi, his eyes welling. "Kageoshi..." Sand's voice broke a little. "Kageoshi was attacked, and brutally raped. Momo needs our help."

Satoshi's gorgeous eyes clouded with grief, and he moaned, leaning into Sand for a moment. Sand wrapped his arms around Satoshi, and they took a moment to master themselves, knowing that Momo and Kageoshi needed them to be strong.

"I'll get the car," Satoshi said, his voice trembling only a little.

Sand hurried upstairs, knocking first on the door to Hideko and Tsutomo's room. Hideko opened the door, still dressed and she looked at Sand quizzically.

"Sand? What is it?" she asked.

"A friend has been injured, Hideko-chan. Could I ask..." Sand's voice trailed off, all his normal composure gone, and Hideko reached out and grasped his hand.

"Of course. I'll just tell Tsutomo and I'll meet you downstairs." Hideko gave Sand's hand a gentle squeeze and released him.

Sand went to Kansas and Erion's room next. He knocked, and Kansas opened the door, Erion giggling from behind him until he saw Sand's face.

"Momo needs us," Sand said. "Kageoshi's been hurt."

Kansas grew pale, his eyes fading to silver as he moaned and staggered a bit. Erion grabbed Kansas tightly, his own eyes wide.

"The vision," Kansas moaned, his eyes welling with tears.

"Hush, 'lokiamin, we don't know that yet," Erion said softly, pulling Kansas into his arms. "Let's just go see what's happened, and do our best to help, okay? Momo and Kageoshi need us."

Kansas nodded, sniffling hard and pulling himself together quickly. "You're right. We don't know it's the same as my vision."

The youngsters grabbed hoodies and followed Sand downstairs, where Hideko was already waiting. They hurried outside and Hideko slid into the back with the youngsters while Sand got in beside Satoshi, and they drove off into the night. They stopped at Hideko's house long enough for her to grab her small medical bag, and then they headed to Momo's apartment.

They parked behind the garage, and Sand was out of the car and up the stairs before Satoshi had even turned off the engine, the door opening before Sand could knock. Sand gathered Momo into his arms and held him for a moment until the others joined him, and then they followed Momo inside.

There was a man sitting in the living area already, and Sand's eyes widened slightly as he recognized Momo's visitor. Hideko looked at him quickly, and then looked again, but Sand touched her arm lightly and shook his head, and Hideko nodded.

"This is my lawyer friend," Momo said, indicating the man. His distress was made more evident by the fact that he didn't bother with introductions, but just kept looking at the bedroom door anxiously.

Satoshi bowed stiffly, not saying a word, and Mori Satoru bowed to his son with equal stiffness. Sand merely turned to Momo to introduce Hideko.

"This is Furakawa Hideko, Yuji's sister, and she is a nurse," Sand said softly. "I thought..."

Momo nodded, his throat tight as he bowed to Hideko. "Thank you for coming." He looked over at Kansas and Erion, and Momo's composure crumbled even more. "He doesn't want to go to the hospital, but he's hurt. He's so hurt." A tear slid down Momo's face, and Kansas moaned as he held onto Erion for support. Sand reached out and pulled Momo to him again, just holding the trembling young man for a moment.

"Let Hideko look at him," Sand urged gently. "We will wait here, and we will see him when she is done. I am sure he does not want us all gawking at him right now."

Momo nodded, and he and Hideko went into the bedroom. Sand took a deep breath and turned to deal with the awkward introductions. He looked at Satoshi's father, and bowed politely.

"Momo-san is very distressed right now. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Mori Masato, and this is my partner, Mori Satoshi. Our other companions are Hayashi Tatsuya and Hayashi Yuki, close friends of Momo-san and Kageoshi-san." Sand paused delicately, waiting for the response.

Satoru bowed with equal politeness, the bow of a stranger. "I am Mori Satoru. Sakai-san requested my legal advice."

Sand looked at the bag on the floor next to where Satoru had been seated, and his eyes darkened with grief as he nodded. "This seems like a rather futile thing, but perhaps I could make some tea."

Erion made a small noise, somewhere between a laugh and a sob. "You always think of tea at times like these, otooji." He waved Sand off with a small gesture. "I'll do it. I know where Momo-san keeps the tea, and I need to do something."

Kansas leaned into Satoshi, and Satoshi wrapped a protective arm around his little imp, holding him tightly.

"Mori-kun, here, sit with Hayashi-kun," Satoru said, moving away from the couch.

Satoshi nodded, and guided Kansas, pale and shaking, to the couch. Sand looked at Satoru, and then at the bag.

"Momo-san gathered evidence?" Sand asked quietly.

Satoru nodded. "For all the good it will do, Mori-san." His voice was bleak. "The law does not address this the way it does in other places. I'm not sure what kind of charges can be brought, or if Murai-san will even want charges brought. It is..." His voice trailed off, and Satoru looked at Sand.

"I understand, Mori-sama. I have had some experience with the law where I am from," Sand replied. "Justice can be an elusive thing."

Erion came back with tea, and pressed a cup on Kansas. "Please, 'lokiamin, just drink a little."

Kansas took the mug of tea and held it, Satoshi's arm still tightly around him. Sand accepted a cup of tea as well, but everyone else waved it off, and they waited in silence for Hideko and Momo to return.

Inside the bedroom, Hideko's eyes widened as she looked at the small teenager curled up in the bed, looking so lost and broken that her heart ached. She kept her tone very soft as she spoke.

"Kageoshi-kun? My name is Hideko. I'm Hayashi-san's sister, and I'm a nurse, sweetheart." Hideko turned to Momo and nodded, and Momo slid onto the bed with infinite care.

"I'm here, Kage-chan." Momo gathered Kageoshi into his arms, and the smaller teen clung to Momo with a desperate sob. "It's okay, I'm right here." Hot tears spilled down Momo's cheeks as he held the fragile teen close. "Let Hideko-san look at you, sweetheart. I won't leave you. I'll be right here."

Kageoshi nodded, a small and terribly shaky little nod, but he let Momo unbutton the pajama top and ease it off his battered little body. Hideko opened her medical bag, and took out a few things, wetting some soft cotton gauze in preparation for what she feared was coming as Momo helped Kageoshi slip the pajama bottoms past his slender hips. Kageoshi sobbed, both in pain and in humiliation, but Momo stroked his soft hair and eased him onto his stomach with Kageoshi's head cradled in his lap.

"I'm right here, Kage-chan. I love you," Momo said gently.

Hideko looked at the bruises mottling the small teen's body, some older and some fresh. His arm and shoulder looked particularly bad, and Hideko checked carefully to make sure nothing was dislocated or broken, her heart breaking as Kageoshi continued to sob.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, I know that hurt. I'll wrap that in a moment and it'll feel better, and I can give you something for the pain and swelling." Hideko turned her attention to Kageoshi's lower body, reaching for the moistened gauze to clean away the blood that was still seeping from his rectum. "I had to look, sweetheart, and this may hurt a bit. I'm so sorry, baby." Hideko crooned to Kageoshi like she would to Tomio.

"Hold on to me, Kage-chan. I won't let go," Momo promised, stroking Kageoshi's head lovingly.

Hideko checked as quickly and as gently as possible, relieved to find only some external tearing. She cleaned away the blood and dressed the area with an antibacterial ointment, putting on a thick coat. She looked up at Momo. "Do you have any underwear?"

Momo pointed to the correct drawer, and Hideko found a pair of clean white briefs that looked small enough. She helped Momo to ease them on, and then they pulled his pajama bottoms back up.

"Can you sit up, sweetheart?" Hideko asked. "I can wrap your shoulder a bit and it might feel better."

Kageoshi let Momo help him to sit, wincing at the pain of his bruises and tearing, and Hideko carefully wrapped an elastic bandage around his arm and shoulder. She took the opportunity to look at what appeared to be love bites on the small teen's body, but none had broken the skin, and Hideko gave a small inward sigh of relief.

"How does that feel, baby?" Hideko asked gently.

"A little better," Kageoshi whispered, his damp cheeks crimson with humiliation. "I can just stay here, right? Please don't make me go to the hospital. I won't go. I can't." Fresh tears spilled down his cheeks, and Hideko looked at Momo, who nodded.

"You can stay here, baby. I'll explain to Momo-san what he needs to do, and I'll get something for the pain for you." Hideko began to repack her medical bag. "I promise, sweetheart, we'll take good care of you."

Kageoshi curled into Momo's arms, and Momo wrapped his strong arms around his small lover, pressing tender kisses to Kageoshi's soft hair.

Hideko opened the door to the bedroom, sticking her head out for a moment. "Is there any tea?"

Erion jumped up, his silver eyes dulled with grief and worry, and brought over a fresh cup. "How is he?" Erion whispered.

"I'll be out in a moment, and then you can see him," Hideko promised, and closed the door gently. She handed the tea to Momo, who held the cup to Kageoshi's lips.

"Take a sip, Kage-chan. It's just tea," Momo soothed.

Hideko took a bottle from her bag and tipped out two pills. "These are just an analgesic, but they'll help with the pain and swelling. I'll call for some prescriptions when I go outside," she explained. "Now, sweetheart, can you take this for me?"

Hideko slipped one pill into Kageoshi's mouth, past his trembling lips, and Momo helped him to drink some tea. They repeated it with the second pill, and Hideko smiled sweetly at the small teen.

"You've been very brave, sweetheart, and I know you'll be fine here. Yuki-chan and Tatsuya-chan came with me. They want to see you. Do you think you can handle that?" Hideko asked. She helped slip the pajama top back on and buttoned it up as Momo cradled Kageoshi.

Kageoshi nodded. "Yes, please, I want to see them."

Hideko stroked his hair very gently and went into the living room, her face composed and calm. "Yuki-chan? Tatsuya-chan? You can go in and see him. If possible, see if Momo-san can come out to talk with me."

Hideko watched as the two youngsters hurried in, and helped herself to a cup of tea. She reached for her cell phone and pressed it, tapping her foot a little as she waited for an answer. "Tousan? Well, who else would it be?" She listened for a moment. "I need two prescriptions, one for antibiotics and one for a stronger NSAID that I can get at the pharmacy. Can you call them in for me? Yes, the twenty-four hour pharmacy." She listened again. "It's a friend of Tatsuya-san. He's been attacked and raped. The damage is mostly bruising and some external tearing, and he really doesn't want to go to the hospital." She paused again to listen, making a small face. "Do you blame him? You know what it'll be like there." Another pause followed. "I know. Thank you, tousan." She ended the call and took a sip of tea, sitting on the couch where Kansas had been sitting. Sand had seated himself on the other side of Satoshi, and was holding his husband's hand.

Sand nodded. "Thank you, Hideko-chan. I am sorry to have dragged you out in the middle of the night like this."

"There are times when I really wish I was a big hulking man so I could beat the shit out of people," Hideko sighed. "Do we know who did this?"

Sand put his arm around Satoshi, who was trembling. Sand knew exactly what was going through his gentle husband's mind, the memories that were plaguing him, and Sand sent Satoshi all his love and reassurance through their bond. "I do not know if he told Momo-san anything." Sand looked over at Satoru.

"That's not for me to say, Mori-san." Satoru sounded grim. "But even with a name, proving this and pressing charges will be difficult, if not impossible."

Inside the bedroom, Erion and Kansas crept close to the bed, their hands linked as they looked at their two dear friends, Kageoshi curled up in Momo's lap and looking so small and fragile that Kansas sobbed.

"Toror'amin?" Erion whispered. "Oh, my little angel." Erion slid onto the bed, and Kageoshi crawled into Erion's arms, Kageoshi's beautiful face soaked with tears.

"Yuki-chan, you're back," Kageoshi sobbed. "Tatsuya-chan..."

Kansas slipped next to Kageoshi with another sob, wrapping his arms around both Erion and Kageoshi, and the three friends held tightly to each other. Erion looked up at Momo, his eyes bright with tears.

"Hideko-chan asked if you could talk to her outside. We'll stay here," Erion said, and Momo bent to kiss Kageoshi's soft hair one more time before he went into the living room.

Momo looked at the four people in his living area, and the grief-stricken young man's shoulders sagged with the weight of his pain. He looked at the tea things on the table, and crossed to a cabinet to get a fresh bottle of sake and some glasses.

June 19, 2011

Pen Name: BronxWench

Story link: Kingmaking

Review Replies: Review Replies

Type of fic: Flashfic

Rating: Adult

Fandom: Games > Dragon Age: Origins

Warnings: AFFO, ChallengeFic, M/M, NoSex

June 19, 2011

Evereska felt like a homecoming, and Eryn was waiting with Mist and Falon as Santhiel and his Guard flew the family down on eagleback. Vale's radiant glow made Eryn's smile widen, and she hugged the blond elf as he dismounted.

"It's good to have you back, all of you," Eryn said, stroking Vale's hair gently as she looked at him with her healer's eye. She could feel the wholeness of him, and her heart soared, for she was very fond of her elven son in law.

Kansas flung himself into Eryn's arms with his usual sweet exuberance, and she hugged her youngest son with great joy. Kansas looked tired still, and a little drawn, and Eryn cupped his face between her hands, looking at him steadily.

"What is it, utinuamin? You look so tired," Eryn said, pressing a tender kiss to Kansas's forehead.

Kansas tried to brush it off with a wave. "There's so much going on, jitsubo. I'm fine. I just need a good night's sleep."

"You know that if there's anything I can do to help, I will." Eryn brushed a stray lock of hair into place on Kansas's head, making sure to tuck it where it belonged.

"I know," Kansas said, hugging Eryn tightly before bounding over to hug Mist and Falon.

"Where is Hawk?" Sand asked, hugging his mother. "Did he at least visit my tailor?"

Eryn laughed merrily. "Hawk is making final arrangements, and he's seen your tailor and your jeweler as well. He's beginning to ask if there's any merchant in Evereska that you don't know."

Sand's answer was cut off by Ryuu, who raced past his tousan to fling himself at his sobo, Aika right behind him. Eryn managed to scoop them both up, showering them with kisses and hugging them tightly. When she was done hugging her grandchildren, Willow and Satoshi were hugged and kissed, and Yuji was given the fiercest hug of all, Eryn grateful to him for all he had done for Vale. Erion came over, Santhiel's arm around him and Tsutomo both, the elven captain thrilled to welcome his friend back to Evereska. Tomio raced into Falon's arms, and Hideko was hugged and petted over as baby Sora was promptly snuggled by Mist.

The biggest surprise for Eryn was Maela, the pretty little sun elf maid carrying a giggling Hikaru. Sand had spoken with Caradur, and then offered Maela employment with the family in Neverwinter, as both a permanent caretaker for the house and as help with the little ones. Maela had agreed with great delight, and Aika had decided that her keifu was wonderful because she wanted to keep Maela. Sand was pleased because he hated to impose on Beredir and Nathe all the time, and Maela was looking forward to having a household of her own to care for, so it had seemed the ideal arrangement for everyone. Caradur assured Sand that Maela could always return if she decided she did not like Neverwinter, and that had sealed the matter.

Eryn insisted that dinner be at her house, and reassured Yuji that his house was cleaned top to bottom and properly furnished if the family wanted to sleep there. Eryn had even arranged for an east-facing room with a balcony for Kansas and Erion, and she had sent for a bed from Suldanessallar after Sand had described the tatami bed that he and Satoshi loved in Tokyo. The elven bed was a firm platform with a woven reed top, and the mattress was a thick firm pad that could be rolled away like a futon. That was a small surprise from her to her son and his beloved imp.

Dinner was a lively affair, with Sora and Hawk joining them. Santhiel had been charged with arranging a bachelor party for Hawk, and he and Tsutomo exchanged many meaningful glances and smirks over dinner as Hawk tried to pry details from them. All Santhiel would say was that Sora would have no cause to skin anyone, but they were going to have a full day to recuperate before the wedding. Mist did her best to glower at her lover, but Santhiel was cheerfully oblivious, and even Eryn was trying not to laugh. Sora was thrilled to have her family there, and she kept hugging Hideko and Yuji and Satoshi, her sweet goofy giggle making Hawk giddy with happiness. At one point, Hawk dragged Yuji and Hideko on the side to show them the rings he had chosen, the tall elven warrior as nervous as a schoolboy until they assured him that Sora would love her ring.

Falon invited Ryuu and Tomio to stay in his room at his house, and Ryuu looked at Satoshi and Sand with such shining eyes that they both had to laugh and agree. Falon offered to help him and Tomio pack their things after dinner, as Mist beamed at the thought of more youngsters to liven up her house. Willow and Hideko agreed that they would stay at Sora's house the night before the wedding, to help her get ready, and Mist said she would take Tomio and Ryuu for that night, of course. Maela immediately volunteered to take care of baby Sora along with Hikaru and Aika, and Hideko agreed after Willow's enthusiastic approval. Hawk was staying with Eryn that night, and Tsutomo offered to stay with him and keep him company.

The bachelor night was an incredible success, and Tsutomo's contribution of pot made the party merrier. Much to everyone's surprise and amusement, it was Santhiel who required assistance in getting home, the silver haired elf having consumed enough whiskey to paralyze a small dwarven clan before suddenly sitting down and declaring that he had misplaced his legs. Erion just stared at his father in utter amazement, and then snickered as he and Tsutomo guided Santhiel back to his house. Mist just laughed and informed Santhiel that he was not getting any potions until the morning, when he would be begging for them. Hawk was walked back to Eryn's house by Sand and Satoshi, who hugged the nervous elf and reassured him that he would indeed survive this process.

After a day of recovery, the night before the wedding was oddly peaceful. Sora, Willow and Hideko stayed up late talking and reminiscing, and they hugged and laughed and even cried a little before all falling asleep. Hawk sat up with Eryn at her house, and Eryn promised Hawk that he had only thought he was happy until now, and that Sora would bring him the kind of happiness she had known with Anessath, which made Hawk slightly teary.

The morning of the wedding was gorgeous in the way of Evereskan summer days, with clear skies and the most gentle of breezes, and everyone hurried to dress and meet at the temple. All the men of the family except for Hawk, Santhiel and Falon were resplendent in hakama and kimono and their haori with the five kamon embroidered on them. Even Hikaru wore his tiny kimono and obi, mildly frustrated by not having anything more interesting to chew on than his chichi's hair. Willow wore a gown in jade green that made her hair look simply perfect, and Hideko's pale rose gown made her golden skin look like a vision.

The vows were spoken, and Hawk trembled only a little when he slid the ring onto Sora's finger, and accepted the matching ring from her, and then they kissed, and it was as though the sun had risen within the temple. It felt like all of Evereska attended the feast afterward, and when the musicians struck up a lovely dancing tune, Hawk swept Sora out onto the dance floor, her pale blue gown swirling as they danced. The rest of the family joined them, and the feast grew so merry that no one noticed when the newly wed couple slipped away to the bower prepared for them.

June 18, 2011

Sand chuckled a little, that wicked little chuckle that made Satoshi's heart lift. "Perhaps a healing potion would help?"

Satoshi looked at Sand and then giggled, such a sweet sound that Sand's heart soared. He took the potion and drank it, the warmth of the magic coursing through him, and Sand leaned in to kiss Satoshi with deep passion.

"You will always be the beauty that my moonlight illuminates, saiai. I promise you that, in this life and in Arvandor." Sand deepened the kiss as Satoshi's leg wrapped around him in their private signal, and Sand obliged, lifting Satoshi and reaching for the oil on the shelf. Their lovemaking was slow and tender, and Sand fell in love with his slender husband all over again, as he did each morning. By the time they left the shower, they were pruned and radiant, clinging to each other with sated passion and ignoring the smirks from their husbands who had been waiting for their own chance to shower.

They spent a few more days in Drelagara, giving Vale a chance to renew his bonds with his family, and Yuji was overjoyed to see how Vale radiated such pure happiness at discovering that he was loved and cherished by his uncle Caradur. Ardiel and Danathor hosted a dinner for the family as well, and Vale convinced Willow to dance with him when Caradur tugged Ardiel into a dance. Aika demanded her own partner, and Danathor obliged with a beautiful smile which made Aika fall madly in love with her new cousin. Erion and Kansas snuck in another night in Leuthilspar with Haedrith, the three lovers more certain than ever that they would continue to meet. It was with deep regret that the family finally left Evermeet amid promises to return as soon as they could, Caradur accompanying them to Leuthilspar and seeing them off on the elfship that was heading to Neverwinter.

Once in Neverwinter, Sand, Satoshi and Willow used the portal to return home to Tokyo, both to satisfy Willow's need to confirm her pregnancy and to collect Hideko and Tsutomo and the children for Sora and Hawk's wedding. Tomio was particularly excited, eager to see Ryuu and Falon again and to explore Evereska in their company, and Willow cooed over baby Sora, making Sand and Satoshi share bright smiles. Willow's doctor promised to see them the very next morning, and the three spouses curled up together in Willow's big bed. Willow did not want to make love since they were seeing the doctor early in the morning, but she was more than happy to be kissed and cuddled by her husbands, who promised to make up for the chaste night afterward.

Sand actually rose early the next morning and headed downstairs to make tea. Willow had insisted the night before that Sand come with them to the doctor's office, and Sand found himself intensely curious as to what the visit would entail. Satoshi had tried to explain an ultrasound to Sand, and had only managed to alarm the elf and reduce Willow to helpless giggles. Willow had also purchased a home test as well, and Sand could hear Satoshi and Willow upstairs, their delighted reaction to that test confirming what they all knew.

Satoshi was the first down, his face radiant as he threw his arms around Sand. "We're pregnant! We're really pregnant! I knew because of the kaki, but look!" Satoshi handed Sand a small plastic wand with a pale window that had a blue stripe showing. "There's a stripe!"

"Ah," Sand said, utterly mystified but thrilled to see Satoshi this happy. "There is indeed a stripe. So, the stripe means that Willow is pregnant. Does this mean that the doctor will not need to rub her belly?"

Willow came in just as the puzzled elf asked his question, and she kissed both her husbands with a happy laugh. "The rubbing is the best part, sweets. We'll see the baby."

Sand arched an eyebrow, still dubious, and then let Satoshi put him to work setting the table while Satoshi made breakfast for them. Sand found himself missing Ryuu's bright chatter and Aika's sweet giggle, so like Yuji's giggle, and the weight of a cuddly half-elf in his lap. Willow leaned over and took Sand's hand, her smile beautiful and loving.

"It feels funny, doesn't it? But they're fine, and we'll see them all later, when we go back with Hideko." Willow was pleased when Sand returned her smile.

"I have become so accustomed to our mornings, with the children all around. It does feel odd," Sand admitted.

Satoshi brought in breakfast, his own face wreathed in a gorgeous smile. "I'm too excited to even be nervous. We have to get the pictures to bring back, though, because Ryuu wants to see his new brother or sister."

They ate quickly, and Sand cleaned up while Willow had some more tea and Satoshi went to get the car out of the garage and into the driveway. Satoshi drove with his usual effortless confidence, but he did not smoke while they were in the car, only lighting up after they had parked near the doctor's office. Sand could see a slight tremble in Satoshi's hand as he lit the cigarette, but Satoshi's bond radiated immense joy and excitement rather than anxiety, and Sand relaxed.

The receptionist greeted Willow with a bright smile. "Hayashi-sama, it's so nice to see you again. If you will just have a seat, the doctor will see you in just a few minutes." She bowed very politely to Willow and her husbands, and gestured to the comfortable couches in the waiting area.

The three spouses waited patiently for a minute or two before a nurse came out, and beckoned for Willow to come with her.

"Hayashi-sama, ihaku-sama will see you now." The nurse bowed politely, and Willow followed her into the office.

Satoshi looked at Sand with a sweet smile. "When Willow was pregnant with Ryuu, we thought he was Yuji's. I missed this part of it, going to the doctor and getting excited over ultrasounds. I have to admit I was a little jealous of Vale, since he got to be a part of everything when Willow was pregnant with Hikaru." Satoshi gave a little giggle. "But I'm so excited now, Masato."

Sand's blue eyes were equally bright as he looked at Satoshi with infinite love. "Promise me you will be this excited if it is decided that I should have a child."

"It's when, poldoramin," Satoshi replied.

Sand smiled brightly, and looked around the cheerful office. There was a wall that was decorated with pictures of babies, precious and adorable, and Sand's eyes lit up when he recognized Ryuu and Aika among them. Satoshi saw his expression, and giggled again.

"The doctor likes to display pictures of all the babies he's delivered. We should really get a picture of Hikaru for him, even though we were away when he was born." Satoshi looked up as the nurse returned, bowing once again.

"Mori-sama, would you like to come with me?" She hid a tiny giggle behind her hand. "Hayashi-sama says both of you, please."

Sand and Satoshi followed the nurse to the examination room, where Willow was stretched out on a comfortably padded table, her head against a pillow and her tummy exposed. The doctor looked up at they came in, and Sand and Satoshi bowed very politely.

"Everything is just perfect," the doctor said, his eyes sparkling. "It is a little early to tell, but the baby is fine and healthy, as is Hayashi-sama. I would estimate about eight weeks. Would you like to see?"

Sand's eyes widened as the doctor turned and nodded to a quiet woman who was seated next to Willow, holding a small device in her hand. The woman glided the device over Willow's belly, which was covered with a gel of some sort, and Satoshi gave Sand a gentle poke and gestured at a screen.

Sand's eyes got even wider as he saw an image appear, a form that was clearly a very tiny body. It looked odd, with an enormous head and very tiny limbs, and for a moment Sand's heart skipped a beat until he realized everyone else was beaming. Behind the screen was a chart with similar pictures, showing the stages of a baby's development within its mother, and Sand felt a rush of relief when he realized that this was indeed quite normal and proper.

Willow looked radiant, her face lit with joy as she watched the tiny baby on the screen, and Sand and Satoshi both melted a little at the sight of their gorgeous wife. Sand was slightly startled by the sudden fiercely protective urge that swept over him, a need to make sure that nothing harmed this wonderful woman and the precious new life inside her, and he could feel that same fierceness rising in Satoshi.

"I'm sure it's a girl," Willow grinned. "I know we can't be sure yet, but I feel like I did when I was pregnant with Aika."

Satoshi's heart gave a huge leap in his chest, and he could not keep the grin from his face. The thought of having a sweet little girl, a little sister for his Ryuu, nearly made him teary-eyed, and he could feel Sand's joy as well.

"I'll meet you back in the waiting room," Willow told her dazzled husbands, and the nurse led them back out, the two men rendered speechless with happiness.

"A little girl," Sand breathed, his voice barely a whisper. "Do you think she is right?"

"I don't know," Satoshi murmured. "It's wonderful either way, though."

Sand wanted to hug Satoshi tightly and celebrate, but he knew that they needed to wait until they were home, and so he contented himself with a bright smile, his heart filled with joy. Willow came out a few minutes later, and arranged for her next visit, her face shining with happiness, and they headed back to the car, pictures safely tucked in Willow's purse.

Back at the house, Satoshi hugged Willow, his face so bright that Sand's breath caught in his throat. Satoshi was beyond beautiful like this, totally unguarded and open as he nuzzled Willow's hair.

"We did it, Satoshi, my love," Willow laughed, hugging Satoshi tightly.

Sand watched them, his own heart overflowing with joy. He already loved Ryuu utterly, and thought of Ryuu as his own son, and this baby would be as dear to his heart as Ryuu. Sand could not wait to see Eryn's face when Willow told her the wonderful news, knowing that his mother would be overjoyed at the prospect of a new grandchild to love, when they were able to tell her, that was. Willow was adamant that no one be told until she was safely past the three month mark of pregnancy.

Willow looked up and held out one arm to Sand, beckoning the elf into the hug. "Come here, sweets. You're a part of this, too."

Sand fell into the embrace, his heart brimming over as he held his husband and his wife close, savoring this perfect moment. Willow finally broke the embrace, excusing herself to run off to the bathroom, and Satoshi looked at Sand, his eyes widening as the reality of things set in, and he began to struggle to catch his breath. Sand immediately dove for the kitchen, rummaging in a drawer and coming up with a paper bag.

"Here, saiai, breathe into this," Sand said, opening the bag and handing it to Satoshi. He helped Satoshi to position it properly, and rubbed Satoshi's back a little as the slender man's breathing evened out. "Is that better?"

Satoshi nodded but still held the paper bag over his mouth for a few minutes longer. He pulled it away finally with a sheepish grin. "I just realized that we're having a baby."

"Yes, we are, saiai. We are having a baby," Sand agreed, hugging Satoshi with a bright smile.

"And we're not telling anyone right away, outside of us," Willow said, coming back into the kitchen. "I'm a little superstitious that way, sweets." Willow gave Sand a kiss. "We're telling Eryn, though. I want her to deliver this baby, too."

Sand's face lit up. "You have no idea how happy you will make her, vanimaer. "

"And speaking of which, Hideko should be here and minute with Tsutomo and the kids. Did you two remember to pack everything on Vale's list of things we needed?" Willow looked at Sand, who nodded and held up a bag of holding. Willow laughed and shook her head. "I'm glad our ditzy blond is back to himself."

"And I'm glad we have bags of holding," Satoshi muttered, but his eyes were bright.

"Bags," Sand muttered, and ran into the kitchen to add a stack of paper bags to his bag of holding.

Hideko and Tsutomo arrived with Tomio and baby Sora, and after hugs and kisses all around they all stepped through the portal to Neverwinter, brimming with excitement.

June 17, 2011

Sand cradled Satoshi close to him, opening his bond so that Satoshi could feel the love that Sand had for Satoshi. Sand's voice was tender and soft when he spoke.

"Do you know what you are, saiai? You are music, and wonder, and you drag me away from my dusty scrolls and tomes and into the sunshine so that we can drive up the side of a mountain far too fast, and fuck with all the abandon of lusty youngsters. You are life, saiai, and all the joy of living it, and you make me feel young, and like dancing until dawn as I did when I was Erion's age." Sand kissed Satoshi with vast tenderness, his love for his slender husband pouring out in an endless wave. "You, saiai, are love given form, with a heart so vast and generous that I am in awe of you and your gift for loving. And you are strong, saiai, so very strong. You have endured so much that could have made you surrender, that very nearly did make you surrender, but that inner core of you, that part that knows only how to love is so very strong that you did not succumb. And I am the luckier for it, saiai. Will you laugh if I say that I choose to believe that you waited for me?"

Satoshi trembled in Sand's arms, his sobs not quite ending but slowing a little. "You really believe that?"

"I do," Sand said, stroking Satoshi's back gently. "I believe that with all my heart, saiai. There is no one anywhere in the multiverse as perfect as you, not for me. I will not lie to you, my Satoshi. I too can love others, just as you do, but you are always first in my heart. I am Mori Masato, in my heart and engraved on my very soul, until time ends. I may still love Vale, but we would had drifted apart, my sun and I. I could never have been what he needs, and I cannot change that. I do not want to change that. I have no desire to be his dominant partner, and that would have come between Vale and I eventually."

Satoshi relaxed a little in Sand's arms, his sobs slowing even more. "I hate feeling so afraid like this, but I can't seem to stop."

"It is alright, saiai. What you fear, that you have somehow come between Vale and I, is not true, and I have never come out and told you that properly. I have failed you." Sand kissed Satoshi again, another tender kiss that asked for nothing. "But let me tell you now. You are the other half of my soul, the only one who could complete me so perfectly, and I am the luckiest elf alive to have found so perfect a lifemate as you. And I will tell you another thing, saiai. You have not lost Yuji. You could not lose Yuji. He loves you so very much, and you love him, and that is as it should be. There has been so much that has happened in so short a time, saiai, and we have all had so little time to properly adjust. But this?" Sand stroked the tattoo of Suldanessallar on his arm. "This is ours, and our alone. I have never brought anyone to that little tree house except you, and I never will. And these?" Sand stroked the koi swimming under the moonlight. "What use is the moonlight if it does not illuminate beauty? I would be the moonlight that illuminates the beauty that is you, if you will permit me."

June 16, 2011

"Good morning, my beautiful ones, although it may not be a good morning if my deasar decides not to cook for us. I'm told my skills don't go much past fruit, bread and cheese." Haedrith leaned in to kiss Kansas and Erion both very sweetly. "The bath is through that door if you want to wash first, or you can feel free to just help yourselves to sleep pants and tunics if you want to wash later. I'm going to wash now, and I don't mind company."

Erion looked at Haedrith, his silver eyes bright as his stomach gave a plaintive growl. "A bath," Erion said with a small moan. "Oh, 'lokiamin, I really want a bath."

Kansas laughed at Erion's expression. Erion was moving cautiously this morning, feeling the aftereffects of the wild sex the night before, but he radiated contentment and joy. Haedrith was already stripping, and Erion followed him into the bath eagerly, sighing happily when he saw the intricate grill in the floor and the waterspout overhead. Haedrith was already turning the taps that would set the water to flowing, and fetching bottles of shampoo and a basket of soaps.

Kansas grinned at the sight of the elven version of a shower, and the three lovers helped each other to wash, backs scrubbed and hair shampooed in between nuzzles and kisses. When all three were clean and rinsed, Haedrith handed out thick towels, and they dried off and cleaned their teeth.

As they were dressing, Haedrith cleared his throat gently, not quite sure how to begin. "Last night seemed the wrong time to mention this, and I suppose I probably wouldn't even be telling you right now, or at least not like this, but my son will be joining us for our meal." Haedrith's turquoise eyes begged for understanding, a sweet but sad little smile on his lips. "I'm a widower. My wife died a few years ago, giving birth to our second child. Herenith was just a small elfling, and it's been just the two of us ever since. He was visiting his grandparents up in Taltempla, north of here, which is why I was out last night in search of company." Haedrith took a deep breath, looking at Kansas and Erion. "He wasn't supposed to be home until late this afternoon, so I didn't mention him. I didn't think... I never expected to meet the two of you, and to want to be able to see you again, sometime."

"How old is he?" Erion asked, his heart going out to Haedrith. Kansas slipped a comforting arm around Haedrith's waist.

"Herenith is twenty-two," Haedrith replied. "He was not quite twelve when Elenwen died." Haedrith leaned a little into Kansas's comforting embrace. "We were very young, Elenwen and I, and we knew it was too soon for her to be pregnant again, but Herenith was such a joy, and she really wanted another child. I never could say no to her."

"My brother, Falon, is twenty-five. He's back home in Evereska," Erion remarked, reaching for his breeches. He gave Haedrith a beautiful smile. "So you still want to see us again? We didn't scare you off last night?"

Haedrith laughed in surprise and relief as he reached into his wardrobe for breeches and a tunic. "I'll admit the way you dropped off so suddenly was a little startling, but Kansas is right. You're completely adorable when you snore."

"I don't snore!" Erion protested, and then saw Kansas trying to stifle a laugh. "Do I snore? 'Lokiamin! I snore?" His expression was so comically puzzled that Kansas gave up and just burst out laughing.

"It's the tiniest little snore, and your nose wrinkles a little when you do it, and I love it when you do," Kansas reassured Erion, the silver-haired elf still looking doubtful.

"And it was our fault for wearing you out so thoroughly, although I don't think you were unhappy about it," Haedrith added, his own laugh sweet and gentle.

Erion gave up and grinned. "I wasn't, trust me. I feel like I got buggered by a balor, though, like Uncle Vale says." His stomach gave another rumble. "And I'm starving." Erion finished fastening the silver chains around his slim waist.

Haedrith led the way to his kitchen, a comfortable and homey room filled with sunshine and the smell of good food. The cook was an older elven woman, her smile bright as she turned to greet Haedrith and his guests.

"Herenith told me we had company, Sit, everyone, and I'll bring the food over." She reached out and grabbed Herenith by the collar of his tunic. "Not you, you little rascal. For all your teasing, you get to help me serve." She shoved a platter of perfectly grilled fish into Herenith's hands. She brought over a tray of perfectly cooked omelet and some freshly baked bread rolls with butter and honey on the side. Herenith went back to the counter to get a large bowl of white rice, and the cook added pitchers of cold tui and iced fruit juice. She seated herself at the table with them, her smile bright.

"My name is Aira, by the way, since my daft employer seems to have forgotten it this morning," the cook said, her coppery hair bright in the sunny room. She pressed food on Kansas and Erion, who helped themselves gladly, Erion's face bright as he loaded his plate.

Haedrith just smiled his sweet smile. "Kansas and Erion, I'd like you to meet my son, Herenith, and Aira, without whom we'd all starve and live in squalor."

Aira gave Haedrith a playful little pat on the shoulder. "Nonsense. You can manage fruit and cheese."

"And bread," Herenith interjected helpfully, his eyes curious as he looked at Kansas and Erion. "You know, atar, this is why atarim says I should live with him and atararim. Talk about being foreign... a star elf and a human? You are a star elf, aren't you? I thought you were legends or something." Herenith was dipping his bread in honey and nibbling as he spoke, his slim hands deft and nimble.

"Worse," Erion said cheerfully. "Star elf and moon elf both. I'd give your grandfather holy fits, if I'm understanding you."

Haedrith shook his head a little. "It's Elenwen's parents, and I'm afraid they're a little conservative."

"A little conservative? Atar, that's like saying Selûne is sort of bright." Herenith yelped as Aira gave him a sound smack on the arm. "It's true! He hates Queen Amlaruil simply because she's a moon elf, and he goes on and on about the 'foreign' influence that's corrupting Evermeet. I'm so sick of his ranting, atar, especially when he gets started on you. So I left."

Haedrith sighed a little. "They still blame me for your mother's passing, utinuamin."

"Which is completely unfair," Herenith said stoutly. "So, where do you two live, and should I get used to seeing you at breakfast?" The change of subject caught everyone by surprise, and Kansas had to pat Aira on the back as she choked on her fruit juice. Erion was equally speechless for a change, and Kansas answered for them both.

"Erion's from Evereska, and we also have a place in Neverwinter. But most of the time, we live on another Prime, called Earth." Kansas grinned at Herenith's expression. "As far as seeing us at breakfast from time to time, I think that's between Haedrith and us."

Aira laughed in delight. "And there's a proper answer for an impudent young rascal. Honestly, you're like this every time you come back from Taltempla. As much as I adored your mother, her parents are a sour pair, and they make you cheekier than usual for days."

"Sour?" Herenith grumbled. "He could make sisyita seem sweet." The elfling named the bitter citrus fruit that elves loved for its juice, which they sweetened with a bit of honey and served iced.

"He's still your grandfather," Haedrith said gently. "He loved your mother very much, and he's still mourning her. I can live with what he thinks of me." He turned to Kansas and Erion with his sweet smile. "When do you leave Evermeet?"

Erion and Kansas exchanged a glance. "Vale wants to have a couple more days with his family," Kansas said. "We're actually staying in Drelagara, but it's easy enough to take the elfgate here."

"I'd like to see you again before you leave," Haedrith said, his eyes bright with affection. "If that's possible."

Herenith grinned brightly. "I can stay with one of my friends here in Leuthilspar for the night."

Aira stood up and went back to the counter to bring over bowls of custard and berries, and sweet little pastries. "Or you can stay at my house, if you want, my rascal."

They finished eating, even Erion's stomach finally satisfied, and Haedrith walked with them to the front door. "Thank you, both of you, for the most amazing night." He kissed Kansas and Erion lingeringly, his turquoise eyes warm. "Send a messenger and let me know if you can come back for a night. You can always reach me at Tower Reilloch."

Erion hugged Haedrith tightly. "Thank you for being such a wonderful lover, Haedrith." His silver eyes were bright with deep affection. "Maybe you can even come to Evereska some time. Herenith and my brother would be fast friends instantly."

Haedrith chuckled a little. "I might be able to do that. I've never left Evermeet, and maybe it's time I did."

Kansas pulled Haedrith into his arms. "You were perfect, Haedrith. Thank you for being so incredible."

"My beautiful ones," Haedrith murmured, stroking their cheeks gently. "I'll see you again."

June 16, 2011

Haedrith returned with a tray with tall glasses of tui, cold and refreshing, and some sliced fruit, bread and cheese. He put the tray down on a nightstand, and handed Kansas a glass of tui, stealing a kiss as he did so. Haedrith handed Erion a glass as well, and took one for himself, curling up on the bed to watch as Erion fed Kansas a berry.

"You're so beautiful together," Haedrith commented. "Have you been betrothed long?"

"A little more than six months," Kansas replied, looking at Erion with such love in his eyes.

Haedrith looked mildly surprised. "I would have thought longer, the way you are around each other."

Erion just grinned. "How about you? Is there anyone special for you?"

Haedrith just smiled. "No one special, aside from you two young gods." Haedrith reached out to stroke Erion's cheek. "Would you be terribly offended if I said I'd like to do this again, when you're visiting Evermeet another time?"

Erion's grin widened as he and Kansas exchanged a look. "Pleased is more like it. We like you, sweet Haedrith, a lot."

Kansas nodded in agreement, and leaned in to plunder Haedrith's mouth. "Now, let's see if you can make Erion forget his own name."

Erion drained his glass of tui in a single graceful swallow, tilting his head back as he drank, and Haedrith moaned a little at the sight. Haedrith put his own glass aside and tugged Erion off the window seat and back onto the bed, the younger elf falling into his arms with a giggle as he fit perfectly into the embrace.

Kansas watched as Haedrith moved atop Erion, nibbling at Erion's ears and making Erion writhe underneath him. The friction had the effect of making Erion's cock harden fully, and Erion moaned as he ground himself against Haedrith.

"Oh, not so soon, vanimaedhel, beautiful elf," Haedrith chuckled, and he moved down between Erion's parted thighs, leaning over to nip and suck Erion's sensitive little nipples. Erion let out a wanton shriek, and arched his back, striving to make contact with his cock, but Haedrith kept himself just out of Erion's reach, and Erion moaned as he writhed under Haedrith's assault on his tender nipples.

Kansas watched, his plump lips parted slightly, and his fingers drifted to his cock as he listened to Erion moan so deliciously. Haedrith was working his way down Erion's chest, stopping to nibble the sapphire belly ring and dip his tongue into Erion's navel, as sensitive a spot for the younger elf as his nipples. Erion's cock was dribbling precum freely, and he whimpered a little as Haedrith managed to stay just out of reach of that eager cock. Instead, Haedrith nipped and sucked his way along the sharp angle of Erion's hipbone, and licked a trail along the inside of a tanned thigh.

Haedrith worked his way up that thigh, and then licked and sucked at Erion's sac, making Erion howl as Haedrith took first one ball and then the other into the hot cavern of his mouth, his tongue wrapping around the tender flesh.

"Please," Erion moaned, his eyes fluttering closed and then opening, nearly black with desire. "Saes, melindo, sana'amin. Please, lover, take me." Erion's voice was hoarse with his need, and Haedrith released his sac with a last loving lick.

Haedrith urged Erion to turn over, his sweet ass in the air, and Haedrith gripped the firm cheeks and spread them to contemplate the tight pucker between them. Haedrith bent his head, his burnished gold hair falling forward over his far shoulder so that Kansas had an unobstructed view as Haedrith dragged his tongue across Erion's pucker. Erion howled again, his back arching and he tried to push back against Haedrith, but Haedrith's grip held, and Erion could not move as Haedrith pressed the tip of his tongue against the pucker, laving it with slow strokes.

Erion moaned loudly, his cock twitching helplessly and dripping precum as Haedrith continued to tease Erion with long, lazy licks. Kansas's hand stroked hs own cock slowly as he watched Erion's face, his cheeks flushed and his eartips rosy with his arousal, but as much as Erion whimpered and writhed, Haedrith was intent on taking his time over that delectable ass.

Finally, when Erion was moaning nonstop, Haedrith pressed the tip of his tongue past the tight little muscle, and Erion responded with a shriek. Haedrith chuckled a little as he pressed his tongue in again, a little deeper this time, and Erion let out the most wanton and desperate little moan. Haedrith began to fuck Erion's ass with his tongue, the strong muscle entering easily as Haedrith kept Erion in place with a firm grip on his buttocks.

Erion's eyes closed as he gave himself over to the sensation of being plundered by Haedrith's tongue, and Kansas watched as Erion's arousal and delight played across his unguarded face. Kansas loved the way Erion's every emotion was displayed so openly, the little elf far too lost in his pleasure to guard his expression. Erion's bond was wide open as well, and Kansas kept his connection passive, just drinking in each sensation that Erion experienced.

Erion screamed, his balls tightening involuntarily, and he shot a thick stream of cum onto the bed covers, his balls emptying as Haedrith continued to tongue-fuck him. Erion gasped, his pucker trying to tighten, but Haedrith's tongue was far stronger than that, and he thrust it fully into Erion's quivering hole, drawing a strangled howl from Erion.

Erion was ready to sag down to the bed, but Haedrith lifted his head, shifting his grip to Erion's hips and holding the little elf up as Haedrith replaced his tongue with the head of his cock. The slick little pucker parted readily, and Haedrith pressed the head of his cock into Erion's tight little ass as Erion howled again, nearly mindless with pleasure. Erion could not buck backward to take more of Haedrith's cock within himself, and Erion gave a whimper, his tongue peeking out from between his lips as he arched.

Haedrith took pity on the needy little elf, and he slowly sank forward until he was buried to the balls in Erion's ass. Erion gasped and moaned, the feeling of being filled by Haedrith's cock driving him nearly wild, and he ground himself down on Haedrith's cock, his own cock beginning to harden again. Haedrith withdrew almost all the way, slow and lascivious, and then he slammed forward, hammering Erion's prostate and making Erion shriek in abandon. Haedrith kept that up, varying his rhythm and making Erion incoherent with arousal, his prostate under relentless assault.

Kansas was stroking himself harder now as he watched Erion, oblivious to anything beyond Haedrith's cock churning his guts as Haedrith drove Erion right back to the edge again. When Haedrith reached around Erion to wrap his fingers around Erion's cock, Kansas had to bite back a moan of his own. Haedrith was flushed as well now, barely holding himself in check as he stroked Erion's cock, and Erion screamed as he came a second time, his cum spurting out and coating Haedrith's hand. This time, when Erion's ass tightened around Haedrith's cock, the older elf surrendered as well, his howl mixing with Erion's scream as he filled the little elf's ass with a prodigious amount of hot cum.

Erion went completely limp, and Haedrith eased the spent little elf to the bed, withdrawing carefully and spooning up behind Erion to cradle him close as Erion shuddered, his eyes fluttering.

June 16, 2011

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June 15, 2011

Vale returned the kiss, sweet and tender, his long fingers tangling in Satoshi's amethyst hair. "But you're so easy to love, mela en' coiamin. I'll never forget how you opened your heart to me when I first came here, or how you took my pain on yourself these past months. You saved me with that. You're incredible, and generous, and loving, and I've missed you, my sweet Satoshi."

Vale cupped Satoshi's face, letting his tongue swipe Satoshi's piercings, his own tongue stud clicking lightly against the bright metal. Satoshi moaned a little, Vale moving with that easy grace of his to slide his long body against Satoshi in the most tantalizing manner. Satoshi pressed himself against Vale, their pierced nipples sliding against each other, and Vale shivered in delight at the sensation. The elf ground his cock against Satoshi's cock, wanton and loving.

Vale let his kisses trail lower, careful not to leave any marks that would show, until his hot tongue found a pierced nipple. Vale laved it with great pleasure, nibbling and sucking before tugging the steel nipple ring until Satoshi's nipple was a hard little nub. Vale repeated his caress on the other nipple before kissing and nibbling his way down Satoshi's belly until he reached Satoshi's cock, already hard, precum beading at the tip.

Vale gave a wanton little moan and dragged his tongue over the head of Satoshi's cock, lapping up the precum with delight before letting his hot mouth engulf Satoshi's cock. Satoshi mewled and fisted his hands in Vale's hair as Vale teased the cleft underneath the head of Satoshi's cock with his tongue stud before flattening his tongue and sliding his mouth down the length of Satoshi's cock until his nose was buried in the soft curls of Satoshi's groin. Vale hummed a little as he swallowed hard, and Satoshi howled at the combined sensation of being squeezed by Vale's throat muscles while the vibration danced up his spine. Vale drew his lips back up, sucking hard enough to hollow his cheeks, and then dove back down to engulf Satoshi's cock once again.

Satoshi was writhing beneath Vale as Vale continued to suck Satoshi's cock, his bond wide open so Satoshi could feel how much Vale was enjoying making love to his husband. One of Vale's slim hands cupped Satoshi's balls, and the elf could feel them tighten as Satoshi mewled under the ministrations of Vale's talented mouth. Satoshi's hands tightened in Vale's hair, and he howled as he came, Vale pulling back a little so he could taste Satoshi's cum as his mouth was filled. Vale swallowed all but the last mouthful, and he rose up, pulling off Satoshi's cock with a soft little pop as he pressed his lips to Satoshi's lips, letting some of Satoshi's cum trickle into the imp's mouth. Satoshi moaned as he tasted himself on Vale's tongue, his thighs parting to allow Vale to slide between them.

Vale continued to kiss Satoshi, plundering his tight little mouth with loving kisses as Vale lined the head of his cock up with Satoshi's already loosened pucker. Vale had slicked his cock with a little lube already, and as he pressed forward, Satoshi's ass opened easily for him, letting Vale sink in to the root as Satoshi's muscular legs wrapped around Vale's hips.

Vale paused to give Satoshi a moment to adjust, and then he began a sweet, slow thrusting, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back into Satoshi's ass, making sure to glide across Satoshi's prostate. Satoshi was still riding the last of his orgasm, and he was deliciously tight around Vale as Vale kept up his languid strokes, nibbling on Satoshi's plump lips. Satoshi's hands slid through Vale's hair until he found Vale's ears, gently stroking the shell and tweaking the sensitive tips as Vale moaned in delight.

"Mela en' coiamin, love of my life," Vale murmured, his eyes filled with love for his gentle husband. "You're so worthy of love, so perfect." Vale leaned in to kiss Satoshi again, moaning a little as he felt the heat beginning to build in his belly.

Satoshi let his hands trail down Vale's back until they came to rest on the firm globes of Vale's ass, and Satoshi gripped tightly as Vale picked up his pace a bit, his balls heavy and tight. Satoshi's back arched slightly as he ground himself against Vale with each thrust, taking Vale in as deeply as he could, and Vale howled in pleasure as he felt himself dive even deeper into the heat of Satoshi's ass. It was too delightful, and Vale could not hold on any longer, his balls aching with the need to empty. Satoshi tightened his ass around Vale's cock deliberately, and Vale let out a glorious scream as his balls emptied in a powerful convulsion, filling Satoshi's sweet ass with his cum.

Vale's muscles were trembling as he lowered himself slowly, rolling to the side a little and wrapping his arms around Satoshi as he pressed in for a kiss.

"I love you, Vale," Satoshi murmured, his gorgeous eyes so dark and tender, and Vale smiled his most radiant smile, cradling Satoshi close to him as their hearts beat together.

June 14, 2011

Sand felt Yuji try to dominate the kiss, and he pushed back, just a little, before giving the faintest of sighs and letting Yuji win the small battle, his blue eyes bright with amusement as Yuji plundered his mouth. When Yuji finally let him up for air, Sand chuckled, running his hand through the black silk of Yuji's hair and teasing one of Yuji's ears gently.

"We do need to talk, do we not? But not tonight, my love," Sand murmured, his voice rich with desire. "Just know that in the end, when all is said and done, I do look to you as head of this combined family."

Yuji looked at the moon elf, still managing to look elegant even naked and with kiss-swollen lips, and he chuckled, "Do you, then?"

"Oh, yes," Sand drawled, his eyes glittering as he lay back, his thick cock already hard and eager, and he looked at Yuji with a blatant invitation in his eyes. "This family is something you crafted, from the bottomless love you have in your heart. I may push here and there, but I am well aware of the fact that you hold us together. I ask only two things of you."

Yuji moved to lean over Sand, his hand sliding into Sand's silken hair. Yuji's lips brushed against Sand's lips as he murmured, "Ask."

"As you are Vale's primary spouse, I am Satoshi's. Let us respect that between us." Sand arched very slightly, letting himself brush against Yuji. "The second thing I ask is that you do not mark me. I am not yours to claim in that manner."

"We might need to remind each other, every so often, while we get used to this, I think." Yuji tugged on Sand's hair, pulling the elf into a kiss. "And I won't mark you, if you will show me that same courtesy."

It was Sand's turn to chuckle, when they broke again to breathe. "Listen to us, circling so carefully around each other." He looked at Yuji with genuine love in his blue eyes. "Yuji, my love, I do not question the decisions you make for Vale, or Willow, or for Aika and Hikaru. I trust you completely, but I do not think I have remembered to quite say that."

Yuji looked at Sand, and smiled. "And I will defer to you when it comes to Satoshi and Ryuu, and the new baby. You have my trust as well, and I'm honored that you do look to me as the head of our combined family."

"Then I would suggest we seal our accord properly," Sand said, that wicked glitter back in his eyes. "I am in the mood to be taken, and taken hard, by you, my love."

Yuji smiled a wonderfully predatory smile, and pulled Sand into a demanding kiss, savoring the moon elf's eager mouth. Sand slid his long finger's into Yuji's hair, teasing his ears and thoroughly enjoying Yuji's groans as Yuji ground his cock against Sand's thigh. Yuji turned Sand over, gripping Sand's hips and pulling Sand so that his feet were on the floor, his legs spread to present his ass perfectly as Yuji stood behind him. Yuji took a moment to savor the sight of that pale ass, firm cheeks just waiting to be spread, and he reached for the lube.

Sand gave an eager growl as Yuji slicked a little lube over his cock, looking over his shoulder at Yuji as he leaned forward onto the bed. "Do not bother preparing me," Sand rasped. "I prefer the burn."

Yuji raised an eyebrow, but he gripped the pale globes of Sand's ass and spread them, positioning his cock at the rosy pucker. Yuji pressed forward, breaching Sand's ass and Sand moaned as he bucked backward into the intrusion, until Yuji was buried to the hilt in that inviting heat. Yuji was prepared to wait a moment for Sand to adjust, but the moon elf was have none of that.

"Move, please, my love," Sand said, his voice thick with desire. "Make me scream."

Yuji moaned a little, but he complied, withdrawing almost fully before slamming back into Sand's ass, hammering the elf's prostate and dragging a howl from Sand. Yuji watched the scarred back arch as Sand ground himself against Yuji, savoring the sensation of being taken so perfectly. Yuji set a punishing pace, and Sand howled again as his prostate was thoroughly plundered, Yuji's long musician's fingers wrapping around Sand's cock and stroking in time to the powerful thrusts.

Sand's back arched again, his precum dripping freely and coating Yuji's fingers as Yuji continued to plunder Sand's tight ass. Yuji could feel the heat building in his belly, the sight of Sand so eagerly taking his cock utterly delicious. For his part, Sand pressed back into every thrust, delighting in the feel of Yuji's cock churning within him, thick and entirely satisfying.

Yuji growled as his balls began to tighten, and he stroked Sand's cock harder, dragging another wanton howl from the moon elf as Sand's back arched even more, muscles rippling under the scarred skin. Another thrust, and Sand screamed as his balls drew up, and Sand came almost violently, thick white ropes of cum splattering across the bed covers as his ass clamped down around Yuji's cock. Yuji left out a howl of his own, his own balls emptying convulsively as he filled Sand's ass with the heat of his cum, grinding himself against the pale globes as Sand milked him dry.

Thoroughly sated, Sand leaned forward onto the bed, Yuji slumping on top of him as his muscles trembled with the aftershocks of his orgasm. Sand turned his head, twisting a little to let Yuji's lips find his lips, and Yuji lost himself in a fierce kiss as he eased his softening cock out of Sand's ass. Sand twisted in Yuji's arms, turning to face his husband.

"Amin mela lle, melamin," Sand murmured into the kiss, his blue eyes full of passion.

Yuji looked at his fellow alpha, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of equality between them, the feeling that they had reached an understanding that would satisfy them both. "Daisuki desu," Yuji replied, and Sand's delighted laughter rang out as he reached for Yuji to pull him into another kiss.

June 13, 2011

His lust burning hotter by the minuet

The dance, it burns me, master..... :blink:

June 12, 2011

Pen Name: BronxWench

Story link: Royal Bastard

Review Replies: Review Replies

Type of fic: Flashfic

Rating: Adult+

Fandom: Games > Dragon Age: Origins

Warnings: Anal, AFFO, ChallengeFic, HJ, M/M, Oral

June 12, 2011

Erion sauntered over to the bar, his slim hips swaying just enough to be intriguing without being overly provocative. The turquoise-eyed elf gave Erion a warm smile as the young elf approached, his pint of Evermead in his hand.

"I wanted to come and thank you for the drinks," Erion said, the faintest blush in his cheeks, and he smiled with utter sweetness. "You're very kind to make a visitor feel so welcome."

"I had wondered if you were merely visiting our fair city," the elf said, his voice was warm as his smile. "I am Haedrith, and I'm very pleased that you came over to talk."

Erion's smile brightened. "I'm Erion, and my betrothed is Kansas."

"Ah, betrothed, is it?" Haedrith said, and there was a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Well, yes, until I reach my majority and can formally marry Kansas and my other husbands-to-be," Erion replied, watching the spark of interest flare back up in Haedrith's eyes. "Yuji and Satoshi are human, but Yuji has some elven blood, and he's the lord of his own House." Erion said this in a slightly breathless voice, his silver eyes wide.

"You're only betrothed to the humans of your party?" Haedrith asked, intrigued.

Erion giggled a little. "The moon elf, Sand, is my uncle, and I've always thought of Vale as another uncle, which sort of makes them unavailable." Erion gave a small sigh. "But anyway, I did want to thank you for the Evermead."

"It's my pleasure, really," Haedrith said. "So, tell me, what brought you to our fair city?"

"Oh, we were visiting Vale's family," Erion said brightly. "He's from Drelagara, actually, but we had to see Leuthilspar while we're here. I'm from Evereska myself."

Erion sipped his mead, darting out the tip of his pink tongue to catch a drop from the rim of the pint glass. Haedrith's breath hitched a little as he watched Erion lick the rim of his glass, and Erion shot him a look from under his thick lashes.

"So, what do you do here?" Erion asked with deceptive innocence.

Haedrith lifted his own pint of Evermead, the faintest tremble in his hand. His voice was slightly husky when he spoke. "I'm a librarian, actually. I keep the library at Tower Reilloch." He gave a slightly apologetic shrug. "Not a terribly exciting profession, I know."

Erion let his eyes widen in admiration. "Oh, but it is! My uncles are both mages, and Sand has such a passion for tomes and scrolls. I'm a student myself, so I spend a lot of time in libraries."

"A student?" Haedrith asked. "So young, then?"

Erion laughed, the sound bright even against the cacophony of the tavern. "I'm old enough, you know. I attend a sort of academy on the Prime where I live. Kansas and I both hope to eventually help children who don't have anyone to speak for them."

Haedrith looked relieved. "You're so intriguing, do you know that? You and Kansas both. That's a wonderful profession you're pursuing." He paused delicately. "And Kansas is how old?"

Erion laughed again, this time letting his silvery hair swing a bit around his shoulders. "Kansas is past the age of majority for a human, don't worry." Erion reached out and brushed a lock of hair off Haedrith's forehead. "You have the most gorgeous eyes."

It was Haedrith's turn to laugh. "Then I can assume my interest in you both is reciprocated?"

Erion lowered his voice to a throaty purr. "Oh, definitely. Shall we find a table and get to know each other a little bit better?" He turned his head and flashed Kansas a brilliant smile, and Kansas walked over to meet Erion and Haedrith at a small table away from the noise of the bar.

XXX

As Yuji plundered Satoshi's tight little mouth, Sand reached over to run his fingers through the gold and emerald silk of Vale's hair.

"I have missed you, anoramin," Sand admitted, his blue eyes heated as he gently traced the edge of a delicately pointed ear. "As hard as that might have been to tell from my surly manner of late."

Vale shivered a little as Sand stroked his ear, and shifted closer to lean into Sand. "Things should be calmer now, ithilamin, without all this drama from me. Eru's arse, I hate all this fuss because of me." Vale chuckled ruefully. "But I've missed you, too, istaramin, my wizard."

Sand's long, faintly scarred fingers wrapped around the back of Vale's head, and he tugged Vale into a kiss, Vale returning it with equal heat. "Gularamin, my sorcerer," Sand murmured when they finally broke apart. "You ensorceled me long ago, and the spell is as strong as ever."

Vale chuckled. "As I remember it, you dragged me off to bed. I was a tongue-tied fool, and didn't know how to tell you that I wanted you."

Sand looked over at Yuji and Satoshi, still wrapped in each other, mouths joined. "Well, then. Let me see about getting us a room, and I shall drag you off to bed again."

Sand walked over to the bartender, his hips moving with that sinuous grace that always drove Vale half-mad with desire, and this time was no different as Vale's cock hardened to an almost painful state of arousal. Vale knew his other spouses could feel his desire, as he could feel theirs, and that only added to his wanton mood. While Vale would always be Yuji's, first and foremost, he relished sleeping with his other spouses, and the thought of feeling Sand against him, in him, made Vale nearly moan aloud.

Satoshi did moan a little as Yuji buried his fingers in Satoshi's amethyst hair, and the love and joy that radiated from them gladdened Vale immensely. Satoshi had been Yuji's first love, and Vale knew that love had only deepened over time, a bond that Vale had never wanted to disrupt. Vale loved to see Yuji with Satoshi, and his own joy spilled over as he felt Yuji's pleasure.

Sand returned with a key and a wicked smile, holding his hand out to Vale. "Satoshi already arranged it. Come, anoramin. I want to taste every inch of you, and reacquaint myself with all the pleasures we both enjoy."

Vale rose, graceful and lithe, and slid into Sand's embrace with a familiar ease, fitting perfectly against his elven husband, and Vale ground his aching cock against Sand's thigh. Sand shifted slightly to rub his own bulging crotch over Vale's, his blue eyes dark with wild passion.

"Yuji, Satoshi, my beloveds," Sand said, waiting until they broke apart and looked at him, their lips kiss-swollen. "We have a room. Shall we make proper use of it?"

XXX

Erion watched as Haedrith took a drink of mead, tilting his head back so that Erion could get a good look at the long column of his throat. Under the table, Kansas pressed his thigh against Erion's thigh and gave Erion a slight nudge, approval and desire flowing through their bond. Haedrith was exactly what he claimed to be, and neither youngster sensed any darkness in the turquoise-eyed elf.

Erion leaned over and nuzzled that long throat, his lips trailing upward and along Haedrith's jaw until Erion was nibbling lightly up the sweep of Haedrith's elegant ear. Haedrith moaned a little, his hand sliding up to cup Erion's cheek as the young elf moved to plunder Haedrith's willing mouth. When they finally broke apart, Haedrith was slightly breathless, his eyes a little wide as he looked at Erion.

"Not too young at all," Haedrith murmured, letting his hand slide through Erion's silver hair. "If you want, we can get a room here, or we could go to my house, which is quite near."

Erion considered for a moment. Judging by the look of the other four, they would be getting a room in short order, since Yuji was busily plundering Satoshi's mouth and Sand was toying with Vale's hair with a graceful passion that Erion remembered well from his uncles' visits. Staying at the tavern meant he would have the rest of his family at hand, but he wanted this to be just for him and Kansas. Kansas did not seem disturbed by either option, and Erion let a wicked little smile curve his lips. "Take us home?"

Haedrith smiled in return and stood, and the three of them sauntered past the rest of their family as they left the tavern. Haedrith's house was only a few minutes' walk away, a small alabaster building with tall windows that promised plenty of morning light. Haedrith led them inside, and Erion felt him tremble a little.

"It's not terribly large or fancy," Haedrith said softly. "But it's a little quieter than the tavern, at least."

Erion laughed and pulled Haedrith into another kiss, loving the feel of the lithe older elf in his arms, Kansas wrapped around the back of Erion and grinding his cock into Erion's ass. Haedrith moaned again as Erion devoured his mouth, wanting to feel more of Haedrith, his cock sliding against Haedrith's bulging breeches.

"Bedroom," Haedrith gasped when Erion finally let him breathe, and he tugged Erion and Kansas into a comfortable-looking room with a huge bed and east-facing windows. Kansas and Erion exchanged delighted grins, and Erion unclasped his silver belt and let it drop, peeling off the heavy ankle-length tunic of his formal clothing with a sigh of relief, his nipples hard and dark against his tanned skin.

Haedrith moaned again, pulling off his own tunic and dropping the maroon and gold garment as he gathered Erion against him, his own skin as tanned as Erion's. His fingers slid down Erion's flat belly to gently touch the sapphire belly ring, and Erion giggled at the touch. Erion let his own hands explore Haedrith's silky skin, warm and golden brown, and Erion ran his thumbs over Haedrith's brown nipples experimentally, delighted when Haedrith moaned again. Then Haedrith turned Erion around, his eyes wide as he took in the white tiger that prowled down Erion's back.

"Oh, this is magnificent," Haedrith breathed. He touched the tattoo with one finger, Erion shivering happily as Haedrith stroked Nim'Cath.

Kansas watched Erion explore, wanting to give his beloved little elf a chance to enjoy Haedrith by himself at first, and he took off his haori and folded it carefully before laying it on a chair. Just watching Erion slide himself against Haedrith was making Kansas's cock ache, and through their bond he could feel every bit of Erion's amazement and delight.

Haedrith tugged off his tall boots, and unlaced his breeches, letting Erion slide them down over his slim hips. Haedrith's cock sprang free, generous and eager, and Erion gave a wanton little whimper as he ground his own silk-covered cock against Haedrith's cock. Haedrith reached for the laces of Erion's trousers as the young elf kicked off his silk slippers, his arms twining around Haedrith's neck as Erion demanded another kiss. Haedrith's hands trembled a little as he slid Erion's trousers down and helped Erion step out of them, and Erion looked at him for a long moment.

"You're so beautiful," Haedrith murmured, his eyes dark turquoise as he looked at Erion.

Erion laughed happily. "So are you, sweet Haedrith." Erion looked at the older elf, gloriously naked, his skin tanned and silken, his burnished gold hair loose and hanging down his back. Erion slid into Haedrith's arms again, and they tumbled onto the bed, Erion nibbling kisses along Haedrith's jaw and down his neck until he reached one brown nipple. Erion's tongue lapped at the pebbled nub, his pearly teeth teasing it, and Haedrith moaned and arched into the assault, fingers tangled in Erion's silver hair.

Erion continued on to the other nipple, and then bit and licked his way across Haedrith's flat stomach until he reached Haedrith's eager cock in its nest of burnished gold. Erion looked up, his eyes dark with desire.

"In the box, there," Haedrith gasped, and Kansas quickly retrieved the vial of sweet oil and handed it to Erion. Erion licked delicately at the precum beading the head of Haedrith's cock, and slid his mouth slowly over the head as Haedrith gasped.

Kansas had finished undressing, folding his kimono and hakama properly and placing them with his haori. His tabi and geta were placed to the side, and wearing only his fundoshi, he curled up at the top of the bed to watch his little elf enjoy his treat. Kansas's cock was rock hard as he watched, and he moaned a little as Erion began to use his talented little mouth to unhinge Haedrith.

Erion teased the sensitive cleft under the head of Haedrith's cock, purring a little as he slowly slid his lips down Haedrith's length, his flattened tongue pressing firmly. Erion never even paused as Haedrith's cock hit the back of his throat. Erion just tilted his head and let Haedrith slide into his throat, still purring, and Haedrith howled a little as Erion swallowed hard. Erion stroked Haedrith's tight pucker with one oiled finger, breaching him as he swallowed, and Haedrith's back arched as Erion's finger slid across his prostate.

Haedrith loosened quickly, and Erion added a second finger, and a third as he slowly drew back off Haedrith's cock, tasting his precum as it dribbled freely. Haedrith tasted different from Kansas and Erion savored the taste on his tongue, his eyes dark with his desire. Even Yuji and Satoshi did not taste quite like this, and Erion decided it was quite nice, and dove in for another swallow as his fingers worked Haedrith's ass open.

"Please, saes," Haedrith moaned, feeling his belly tighten as Erion engulfed him again. Erion purred, making Haedrith moan and writhe helplessly, and then Erion swallowed hard, and Haedrith howled as he came, his cum pumping out into Erion's throat. Erion drew back a little, wanting to taste this as well, and he thrust his fingers into Haedrith's ass, making sure to press Haedrith's prostate. Haedrith bucked into Erion's fingers, his cum almost sweet as Erion drank him down.

Haedrith did not even have a chance to catch his breath before Erion rose and pressed his own cock against Haedrith's loosened pucker, breaching him and burying himself balls deep in that tight ass, and Haedrith howled again, his fingers clenching the bed covers as his back arched. Erion paused, giving Haedrith a chance to adjust, and then he withdrew and plunged back in, savoring the whimpers of pleasure as he fucked the sun elf.

Kansas moaned as he watched Erion play with Haedrith, the older elf howling as Erion hammered his prostate, Haedrith's cock hardening again as Erion ground it between their bellies. Haedrith's fingers brushed across Erion's sensitive nipples, and Erion let out a yelp of pure delight, which encouraged Haedrith to play with the little brown nubs even more.

Kansas could feel Erion's own approaching orgasm, and he palmed himself through his fundoshi, thoroughly enjoying the sight of his little elf completely unhinging Haedrith with his deep thrusts. Erion was wanton and beautiful like this, and Kansas sent a wave of love and heat through their bond.

Erion could feel his own balls getting tighter, and he growled a little as he began to thrust into Haedrith's ass a little faster. The older elf howled again, his back arching and Erion let out a wonderful scream as he felt Haedrith's ass tightening around his cock as Erion pounded his prostate relentlessly. Erion felt his balls release, and he came almost explosively, filling Haedrith's ass with cum, Kansas's moans mixing with his scream and Haedrith's howls.

XXX

The door to the room had barely closed when Yuji and Satoshi began to strip with indecent haste. Sand and Vale exchanged a quick glance, and they carefully folded discarded haori and hakama, the two men oblivious to anything other than their need for each other. Both elves stripped as well, watching their husbands as they crashed together in desperate longing, their utter familiarity with each other so clear and beautiful.

Vale slipped the tube of lube into Yuji's hand before turning to slide into Sand's arms, the two elves kissing with increasing heat as they watched Yuji push Satoshi's torso down onto the bed, slicking his cock with a little lube and then shoving a lubed finger into Satoshi's tight little ass, working him open quickly. Satoshi just howled and pushed back against Yuji's fingers, mewling a little as he opened easily, and Yuji withdrew his fingers and pressed his cock into that waiting ass, his fingers tight enough to bruise as he gripped Satoshi's hips. Satoshi howled again as Yuji buried himself to the hilt, growling a little as he sank into the tight heat, and Sand toyed idly with Vale's nipple rings as Yuji proceeded to fuck Satoshi into the mattress, hard and frantic in his need.

Yuji reached around Satoshi, gripping Satoshi's cock and stroking it almost roughly in time with his rapid thrusts. Satoshi howled, pushing back against Yuji's cock, his own cock dripping precum onto the bed. Yuji's long fingers tugged insistently, and Satoshi howled as he gave himself over to a powerful orgasm, Yuji knowing exactly how to get him off quickly, and Satoshi shivered as he painted the bed with thick white ropes of cum, his ass clenching around Yuji's cock. It did not take long before Yuji screamed and came explosively, filling Satoshi's sweet ass with an endless load of cum, all Yuji's muscles shivering with the intensity of his release. Yuji sank forward, collapsing to the bed and rolling to one side, still buried in Satoshi's ass as he wrapped his arms around his first love.

Vale moaned a little as Sand tugged his nipple rings, shifting to straddle Sand's lap as Sand leaned back against the head board of the bed, Vale's mouth seeking Sand's as he ground his ass down on Sand's thick cock. Sand ran his long fingers through Vale's thick hair, teasing the sweep of Vale's ears and stroking the tips with gentle pressure. Vale moaned into the kiss, the light caress maddening, and Sand chuckled, his mouth moving down to a spot on Vale's neck just behind one graceful ear. Sand bit down, worrying the flesh and sucking a dark mark into Vale's golden skin, claiming his elf as he had not done in some time.

Vale moaned again, writhing against Sand, sinuous and wanton, and Sand let his hands wander down the silken length of Vale's back to cup his firm ass. Sand reached for the night table, thinking to get the vial of oil that he knew would be there, but Vale stopped him, emerald eyes nearly black with heat.

"It's not necessary," Vale murmured, his lips brushing against Sand's ear. "I'm already prepared. I'm always prepared."

Sand shivered a little and Vale raised himself up to position his ass over Sand's thick cock, swaying a bit to smear Sand's precum over the pucker. Vale lowered himself, feeling Sand breach his ass, that thick cock filling him with familiar heat as Vale sank down until Sand's balls were brushing his ass. Sand growled at the tightness of Vale's ass, the lube-slick walls gripping his cock as Vale ground his hips in slow undulations, watching Sand's eyes darken even more. Vale leaned in to kiss Sand, pouring forth his love for his elven husband, the sweet familiarity of their lovemaking making both their hearts soar as they renewed their bond.

Vale moved with graceful languor, in no hurry to bring Sand to orgasm. Vale wanted to savor this, his arms wrapping around Sand, feeling the familiar scars under his fingers. He shifted his hands to run his fingers over the new tattoos grading Sand's upper arms, feeling slightly wistful as he stroked them. They were gorgeous, both of them, and clear reminders that Sand had bound himself to Satoshi soul to soul. Vale did not resent that in the slightest, having bound himself the same way to Yuji, and long before Sand had done so with Satoshi, but the tattoos gave it a finality that had not struck home before.

Vale shook off the momentary feeling, leaning in so that his cheek rested against Sand's cheek, their customary caress comforting in its familiarity. "We should do this more often, ithilamin. I really have missed you."

"Ten'oio, anoramin," Sand replied, rubbing his cheek gently against Vale's cheek. "Amin mela lle, vanima edhelamin, my beautiful elf."

Yuji and Satoshi had shifted, Satoshi turning to face Yuji, and Yuji nibbled tender kisses from Satoshi, teasing his pierced lip. The love that flowed between them was as familiar and comforting to them as it had always been, and Yuji wondered why they had let it go so long since they had made time for each other.

"It's been too long, my love," Yuji murmured between soft kisses, his love for this beautiful, gentle man with the huge heart just overwhelming him for a moment.

Satoshi just chuckled a little, grinding himself against Yuji with a slow and sensuous wriggle. "It's been a little crazy lately, and Vale needed you. I didn't mind, and besides, that insatiable wife of ours kept me busy."

Yuji's face lit up as he remembered. "When we get back to Neverwinter to pick up Hideko, you two are going to stop home and test, right?"

"Yes, but I'm sure she's pregnant," Satoshi grinned. "Our family is growing again."

"And it'll be your turn to be up all night," Yuji teased, loving Satoshi so deeply that he wondered how he could hold so much love. He turned his head for a moment, seeing Vale straddling Sand, the two elves moving together languidly, touching and nuzzling, and his heart soared to see them joined like that.

Satoshi groaned and laughed. "Fuck, Yuji, I'm not going to think about that now. Just shut up and kiss me."

Yuji complied happily, loving Satoshi's confidence, his new-found ease with himself. Yuji ground back against Satoshi, his cock already hard again. "Daisuki desu," he murmured into Satoshi's lips.

Satoshi giggled and rolled on his back, his thighs parting as Yuji rose up to kneel between them. Yuji lifted Satoshi's ass onto his thighs, looking down at his first love, just as beautiful as the day they had met. He could feel everything inside him, the events of the whole day, all falling into place. He had done what he needed to for his husband and his family, and it was all right and good. Vale was healed and happy once again, and that bitch could never harm him or anyone else.

Yuji's face lit up with all the joy and love he felt, and Satoshi's breath caught for a moment in his throat as he saw the Yuji he had fallen in love with, so long ago, a love that had never wavered despite their occasional fights. Satoshi moaned a little, and Yuji pressed his cock against Satoshi's ass. Satoshi looked up, his gorgeous eyes shining with his love for Yuji, and Yuji breached Satoshi's sweet ass, pressing in slowly this time, his cock gliding over Satoshi's prostate and sending waves of pleasure rolling over Satoshi.

Vale could feel Yuji's love and joy, and he rocked a little faster as he rode Sand's thick cock. Sand wrapped his long, faintly scarred fingers around Vale's cock, stroking it as he nuzzled Vale's ear, murmuring tender nonsense in elven as he felt the heat building in his belly. Vale was delicious and silken and as enchanting as he had been the first night they had loved, in the bedroom above Sand's shop. Vale's pierced nipples rubbed against Sand's chest as Vale leaned in to press his cheek to Sand's cheek, his face flushed with his arousal, and he moaned, low and sweet, as he came, spattering his chest and Sand's with white ropes of cum, his tight ass even tighter as it spasmed around Sand's cock. Sand growled deep in his throat as he followed Vale, his balls emptying as he filled Vale's ass with his cum as Vale ground down to milk him of every last drop.

Vale shuddered, subsiding into Sand's arms, his face buried in Sand's neck as he panted a little, feeling the last waves of his orgasm roll through him. Sand wrapped his arms around Vale, holding his beloved elf close, nuzzling the gold and emerald hair of his husband and breathing in the scent that was subtly and uniquely Vale.

"Diola lle, anoramin," Sand murmured. "Thank you, my sun, for making me remember just how much I love you."

Vale chuckled, still a little breathless. "Oh, ithilamin, I've never forgotten, and I never thought you did, either." He dipped that golden head and lapped some of his cum from Sand's chest, and Sand shivered in delight at the wanton sight, Vale's pink tongue hot against his skin.

Yuji wrapped his arms underneath Satoshi and pulled him upright, Satoshi's muscular legs wrapping around him as Yuji continued to thrust into his imp. Satoshi arched his back, and Yuji caught one of his steel nipple rings between his teeth, tugging on it as Satoshi howled in delight. Satoshi's ass was hot and tight, and Yuji growled as he felt Satoshi close around him tighter every time Yuji's cock slid over his prostate. Satoshi's cock was pressed between their flat, hard bellies, and Satoshi arched his back to increase the friction on his captive cock, his moans musical. One of Satoshi's hands found its way into Yuji's hair, stroking Yuji's sensitive ear and making Yuji howl a little. Yuji switched to the other nipple ring, nipping and sucking before tugging on the ring with his white teeth, and Satoshi writhed and howled in his turn, his cock throbbing and twitching as it was ground between them.

Satoshi let out a scream as his balls tightened almost painfully, his cock jumping as he came and some of his cum spattered his own chest and face. Yuji licked off some of the cum, feeling Satoshi's ass so tight around his cock, and it only took another thrust or two before Yuji howled and came, once again pouring his cum into Satoshi's tight ass. Satoshi sagged into Yuji's arms, spent for the moment, and Yuji eased Satoshi off his softening cock and onto the bed, lying beside Satoshi to cover his face in kisses.

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"What did you think, isilmeamin? Did you like your first elf?" Kansas's voice was rough with lust, his eyes the most beautifully stormy grey.

Erion gave a breathless little laugh. "Oh, 'lokiamin, Haedrith is delicious. Come play with us."

Haedrith smiled up from where he lay beneath Erion. "Please play with us," he purred, his turquoise eyes bright with desire as he looked at Kansas, so pale and slender and beautiful.

Erion reached over and tugged at Kansas's fundoshi, freeing the end and unwinding it to reveal Kansas's substantial cock, and Haedrith's eyes widened in utter delight.

"Oh, Seldarine," Haedrith murmured. "You are a young god."

Erion began to giggle a little, giving Kansas a quick grin. "Do you think you're ready for both of us?"

Haedrith managed to tear his eyes away from Kansas, looking up at the silver-eyed beauty that still had his cock buried in Haedrith's ass.

"Seldarine help me, I hope so," Haedrith murmured, and held out his arms.

June 10, 2011

Vale was surprised when Ardiel and Danathor met them outside Caradur's house. Ardiel was in the formal robes of a priestess of Corellon, and Danathor was dressed in Court robes similar in style to Vale's robes.

"You are my brother," Ardiel said, taking Vale's free hand for a moment. "I'm not going to hide away like our mother did. You've done nothing to be ashamed of, toror'ai. You were the victim in all of this."

Ardiel turned to Yuji. "May Corellon himself guide your hand today, and bring justice upon the one who harmed your husband." She bowed formally to Yuji, her eyes full of warmth and admiration.

Danathor bowed to Yuji as well. "Thank you for the honor you do our House, my uncle."

Caradur held out his hand to Ardiel. "Let us proceed to the elfgate, child, and travel to Leuthilspar."

Vale twined his fingers through Yuji's cold fingers, his bond wide open and all his boundless love and strength flowing out to Yuji. Vale walked beside his husband with his head held high, his other husbands and family giving him even more strength to face what lay ahead. Vale had been in the forced reverie when Kidriel was seized and accused, and he had yet to face the one who had harmed him all those centuries ago. Still, he was ready, bolstered by the love that surrounded him, and by the peace within himself. As they walked, Vale deftly tugged his emerald collar out and settled it over the high collar of his tunic so that it was visible. He was who and what he was, and he was proud to wear that collar.

The small party emerged from the elfgate in Leuthilspar, and stepped out onto the main road, called the Diamond Road, its surface smooth and entirely made of crystals that gave it the appearance of being paved with diamonds. Kansas's eyes widened, and he gave Erion a sidelong glance, surprised to see that Erion was as dazzled as he was. The entire city of Leuthilspar was a feast for an artist's eye. Most of the buildings were alabaster or glass, with roofs made from crystals and gemstones, and the side roads off of the main road were paved in crystals and semi-precious stones of every imaginable hue.

They followed Ardiel down the Diamond Road until they reached the Hall of the Justicars, next to the Temple of the Seldarine. The three justicars that Yuji had met at Vale's healing were waiting, and two guards from the Temple stood on either side of Kidriel, who was dressed in a simple white linen shift, her hair pinned up to bare her long pale neck. A white linen cloth draped the wooden block, and a woven basket lined in white linen was placed in front of the block.

Yuji took a deep breath, his fingers tightening around Vale's fingers involuntarily. Whether by a trick of the light, or perhaps by the will of the gods themselves, Kidriel's face was bathed in light at the exact moment she looked at Vale with such utter hatred that all of Yuji's doubts melted away. Satoshi's words rang in his mind, and Yuji looked at her with the impartial gaze of an executioner ready to do his duty. His plain white cotton haori and his formal black kimono and hakama, with the snow white juban underneath, combined to give Yuji an air of stern authority as he stepped to the side of the block, Vale moving with his usual grace to stand behind Yuji.

The Temple guards walked Kidriel to the block, and the first justicar stepped forward.

"Does the guilty one wish to speak?" the justicar asked, his voice grave.

Kidriel shot him a look of utter contempt, and knelt with exquisite grace to lay her head on the block.

Yuji drew Caradur's sword from its scabbard which had been tucked in his obi, the fine blade gleaming in the afternoon light. His right hand wrapped around it with perfect tension, exactly as he had practiced with Caradur.

"Do you have any words, my Lord Hayashi?" the justicar asked.

Yuji remained silent, his left hand joining his right hand around the hilt of the elven sword as he raised it to the ready position. The justicar nodded and stepped back, and all three bowed deeply to Yuji.

Yuji took a steadying breath, and brought the sword down in a perfect arc, the blade passing through Kidriel's neck smoothly to come to rest against the white linen covering the wooden block. A Temple guard stepped forward swiftly and lifted the basket, turning in a slow circle to display the severed head to the justicars, and to Vale and Yuji.

"By the will of the Seldarine, justice has been meted out," the justicar said, and again all three bowed deeply to Yuji and then to Vale.

Vale looked at Yuji, and Yuji collected himself quickly, lifting the elven sword from the block and stepping back. The second Temple guard stepped forward with a clean linen cloth, and helped Yuji to clean the blade. Yuji slid the sword back into its scabbard and tucked it into his obi, and then turned to Vale, who took Yuji's cold hand and poured forth his love and pride in a continuous wave.

"Thank you, a'maelamin," Vale murmured, and he leaned in to kiss Yuji, a chaste kiss that was belied by the heat in his green eyes. "You are my perfect husband, my lifemate, and I am so very proud to be yours."

As they left the forecourt of the Hall of Justicars, Caradur steered them down a side street. Yuji was too preoccupied to notice at first, still trying to sort out how it felt to have taken a life with his own hands. He had often felt angry enough to think he wanted to kill someone, but the reality was very different, and Yuji wondered if this would change him in some way. His somber thoughts filtered through his bond with Vale, and Vale pressed his hand a little tighter in sympathy.

"If it's any consolation, my love, you don't need to worry until it gets easy. As long as you're worrying if you did the right thing, you're fine." Vale's voice was soft enough that only Yuji heard him, and Yuji looked into Vale's beautiful eyes and saw nothing but love.

"We are here," Caradur announced, and Yuji looked up at a rather odd sign over a building that emitted a great deal of noise and the smell of fine whiskey. "This is the Green Sword, so named for the weapon that hangs behind the bar, which was reputed to have belonged to a green dragon. This tavern is loud and often rowdy, but the whiskey is superb, and after Morcaunen, I came here myself to steady my hand." The old elf looked at Yuji with great warmth and friendship. "Thank you, my friend. You brought honor to both our Houses today."

June 9, 2011

Erion took a deep breath as he sank into Kansas's nightmares, knowing how bad this was going to be. But this was Kansas, his Kansas, and nothing would deter him from doing whatever he could to help. Erion had meant what he said earlier. He was far stronger than he seemed, and despite being sheltered by loving parents and an adoring grandmother, Erion had also seen the darker side of life in Evereska.

Erion saw Kansas's soul-self and made his way to stand beside his beloved, watching as the Japanese men bullied Kansas's parents and then struck their dreadful bargain. Erion watched Katya, so still in her mother's arms, and Kansas, so small and helpless, as they walked down to the small boat. Erion watched as Katya was whisked away once they were on the larger boat, and he watched as Kansas was dragged off, fighting like a small wildcat, refusing to submit even as he was beaten, refusing his attacker even the smallest scream after that initial cry of pain.

"Kansas." Erion kept his voice soft and gentle, not yet touching his beloved even though he yearned to pull him away from the gruesome visions.

Kansas moaned, but did not respond, his eyes silvery in the shadows where they stood.

"I'm here, Kansas. I'm right beside you, 'lokiamin, where I'll always be," Erion said in that same gentle voice.

It was if Kansas did not even hear Erion, and the young elf's eyes widened slightly as he realized his mistake. Kansas was reliving the scene, not merely observing it. Kansas did not yet exist. He was still a small and frightened boy, beaten and alone.

Erion took a deep breath and reached into Kansas's memories, finding the place where Kansas still remembered his first language. This was one of the things Santhiel had shown him, something that was lost to most elves, but that the elves of Sildëyuir still remembered. Erion was not supposed to use this ability lightly, he knew, but this seemed the time.

"Vazily? Slushaĭ menya. Eto vospominaniya, a ne ryealʹnym." Erion waited a moment, seeing a small twitch in his beloved. "Eto bylo davno. Eto proshloe. Eto ne mozhet povreditʹ vam." Erion kept his words simple, talking to the frightened child, not his strong lover.

"Proshlogo?" Kansas whispered the word, turning his head to look at Erion.

Erion chanced returning to Japanese, keeping his voice very soft. "It's over, and you're safe."

Kansas's eyes narrowed a little, and his breath hitched. "Safe. It's never safe."

"I promise you, you're safe now. These are old memories, and they haunt your dreams. You need to leave them in the past, where they belong. Let me help you, Vazily." Erion held out a slim hand, pale in the shadows.

"That's not right." Kansas frowned in concentration. "That's not my name anymore." His voice was stronger, more certain, and even his posture was different as he drew himself up."

"No, it's not your name anymore. You left it behind." Erion let his hand fall back to his side, understanding that he should not push his beloved. Kansas gave him a look, his eyes too shadowed for Erion to read, and he turned away again to watch as Katya was brought up to the deck of the boat when they made port in Tokyo, still oddly sleepy. A tall woman in a severe black suit, not Japanese like the men, took Katya and gave the men two suitcases in return before getting into a large and luxurious silver car with the drowsy little girl.

"Katya?" Kansas's voice was a whimper, the grief of a child for his sister, and Erion's heart nearly broke. Mixed in with the child's grief was the knowledge of her fate, and Erion felt a sudden rage that his beloved should know such terrible truths while still so young.

"She fell asleep, and she did not wake." Erion knew what he said was true, the dreadful certainty giving his soft voice the ring of a death knell. "They gave her too much of the medicine, and her heart was too fragile. They never had a chance to hurt her."

Kansas shuddered, and some of the pain lifted from his handsome face.

Erion suppressed his rage and grief, knowing that Kansas did not need that from him, not now. Instead, Erion focused on the age-old love he had for Kansas, the soulmate he had sought for uncounted years, torn from him once and now found again. Erion watched with perfect stillness, but there was a subtle difference in Kansas. His posture did not crumble again and his eyes, while still pale, did not well with tears.

"Show me," Erion whispered. "Show me the past, so you can leave it behind." This time, when Erion extended his hand, Kansas's icy fingers gripped it tightly.

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Slushaĭ menya. Eto vospominaniya, a ne ryealʹnym. – Listen to me. These are memories, not real.

Eto bylo davno. Eto proshloe. Eto ne mozhet povreditʹ vam. – This was long ago. It's the past. It can't hurt you now.

Proshlogo? – The past?

June 9, 2011

The market of Drelagara was much larger than the market of Evereska. The shops and stalls were all made of the same pure white marble as the rest of the city, and the market canopies were silk and held up by beautifully carved and decorated wooden poles. Merchandise was displayed with great attention to making the display pleasing to the eye, and there was color and music everywhere.

Dae and Maela took Ryuu and Aika to a small grassy area with what looked like a puppet theater. Instead of puppets, however, small magically created figures acted out stories, and Satoshi nearly exploded trying not to laugh at the expression on Sand's face when Aika screamed out that it was just like storytime at home.

Fortunately for Sand, Willow had been distracted by a display of delicate elven jewelry, and Sand hastened over to help her select an exquisite sapphire necklace to celebrate her newly pregnant status. Willow protested a bit, but Sand simply kissed her and paid for the necklace anyway. He also picked out a lovely bracelet for Aika, garnets because they suited her golden skin so well. Sand also chose a lovely rope of pearls of a delicate pink hue for Maela.

Caradur led Kansas and Erion to a small shop that had a dazzling array of artist's materials, and Kansas's eyes lit up. There were charcoals and chalks and paints in such a range of hues that it took his breath away, and Kansas immediately began to talk with the merchant, the two of them deep in conversation within moments. Erion just grinned and snuggled close to Kansas, content to see Kansas so happy and enthusiastic, even when Kansas tugged on a little of Erion's hair to explain his problem.

Caradur went back outside and insisted on taking Hikaru for a bit so that Vale and Yuji could shop. Vale led Yuji on a meandering path through the market before ducking into a small shop that had a rather amazing variety of toys well suited to their taste in play. Vale found some silk rope that felt so delicious against his skin that he had to have it, much to Yuji's amusement. Vale also chose a string of beads that looked like the most delicate and fragile glass, and Yuji protested until the merchant explained that they were theurglass, as sturdy as mithral and perfectly safe. Vale added some candles made of the finest beeswax, and headed for the dildoes with an enthusiasm that made Yuji laugh as he followed his wanton elf. Yuji chose one with a leather strap to hold it in place, and another that vibrated as it warmed, the vibrations increasing with the temperature. Vale's eyes went a little wide at that, but it was with interest, not apprehension. Yuji also found wrist and ankle restraints of soft leather, lined with velvet, with mithral rings and clasps, and Vale tried them on his wrists eagerly.

By the time everyone was done shopping, it was close to lunch, and Caradur suggested that they purchase food and eat in one of the parks. That idea was met with cheers, and so they wound up in a lovely little park, listening to an elf playing what looked like a lute. Satoshi was positively wide-eyed and Sand was quite sure that Satoshi would dive for his guitar the moment they got back to the house, seeing the look in Satoshi's eyes that meant he was composing in his head. Then Ryuu taught Hikaru to say 'mama' and the little half-elf practiced his new word happily as Ryuu and Aika screamed with laughter. When Ryuu calmed down, he solemnly promised Vale that the next word he would teach Hikaru would be 'chichi' and it was Vale's turn to laugh in delight. Yuji lay on the grass, his head in Vale's lap, and Vale fed him dalvasa. It was a wonderful lunch, and when Ryuu and Aika began to get droopy-eyed, Sand scooped up Ryuu and Yuji scooped up Aika, and they walked back to Caradur's house, Hikaru already fast asleep in Caradur's arms.

Erion and Kansas hung back a little, and Kansas explained to Erion that he wanted to try facing his nightmares, with Erion's help. Erion agreed enthusiastically, willing to do anything he could to help ease some of the pressure of those awful dreams that robbed his beloved of rest. Kansas's eyes were shadowed, and he looked a little drawn, and Erion's heart ached for him.

When they arrived home, there was a messenger from Leuthilspar waiting. The execution was set for the following day, late in the afternoon.

June 8, 2011

Erion wrapped his arms around Kansas, nudging Kansas's face up so he could press a sweet kiss to his betrothed lips.

"I love you, Kansas, and I'll never stop loving you, not for a second, not ever," Erion murmured. He was having a hard time keeping his kisses chaste enough for public, his fingers already tangling in Kansas's thick black and blue hair. "You were forgiven the instant it happened. I know it's been hard, 'lokiamin. You can barely sleep between the nightmares and the vision dreams, and even sharing reverie with me isn't helping enough."

Kansas looked up at Erion, his eyes still too pale for Erion's liking. "The nightmares will go away eventually. They always do. It's just this time of year. I was hoping that not being in Tokyo would help, but it doesn't."

Erion nibbled another kiss from Kansas's plump lips. "And then the visions, and what I knew about them." He nodded a little sadly. "Even if the dreams are just a warning about what's already happened, I'm scared, too, 'lokiamin. I can't bear thinking about that bastard hurting our angel."

Sand leaned over to press a kiss to Kansas's forehead. "Please know that I also forgave you instantly, my love. I do understand the pressures on you, perhaps more than even you realize." Sand trailed long, faintly scarred fingers along Kansas's jaw. "It is not easy, this gift of yours. It demands much, and gives little in return. Now that Vale is restored to himself, I will remind him to contact Adalon and speak to her about assisting you in mastering your gift. That may help, even if just a little."

Kansas sighed, feeling some of the weight lift off of him. At least his beloved little elf had forgiven him, and Sand as well.

"I just wish I could sleep, just a decent night's sleep," Kansas sighed. "I feel like my head is full of cotton half the time, I'm so fucking tired."

Erion held Kansas tighter. "I know, 'lokiamin. I wish there was more I could do."

Satoshi was curled up with Willow, Ryuu and Aika snuggled up on either side of them, and Vale had appropriated Hikaru when he came in, nuzzling his son happily.

Ryuu looked up at Satoshi with such an adorably pleading expression that Willow could not help but giggle. "Chichi, are we going to eat soon? I'm feeling starveded," Ryuu confided, and his tummy grumbled again for emphasis. "Borunzudoragon says I'm making more noise than him."

"I am starveded, too," Aika added, not wanting to be left out of this.

Willow looked at them both with a bright smile. "Dinner will be in a few moments, and there will be some of your favorites, too."

Ryuu brightened up at that, and snuggled in with Satoshi happily. "I'm going to eat eleven helpings."

"Oniisan is very hungry," Aika said, giggling.

On the other side of the table, Vale looked at the drawings, his green eyes widening, and Yuji felt such a mixed wave of emotions through their bond that he sat up, looking at the sketches as well.

"What is it, my angel?" Yuji asked, fearing a setback and hoping that it was not anything that serious.

"How did he know? He couldn't have met them." Vale's voice trailed off and he looked at Caradur.

Caradur trailed a finger on the edge of the paper with the sketch of the young elven warrior. "Cadrien," Caradur murmured, his blue eyes bright with tears. "A'mael utinuamin, my beloved son."

"Who is the other one?" Yuji asked Vale softly.

Vale turned his head to look at Yuji, his expression somber. "That is Morcaunen. Kansas captured him perfectly."

"As beautiful as his mother, but with such darkness in his soul," Caradur added.

Kansas looked up, his eyes a little wide when he saw Vale and Caradur looking at his sketches. Vale just smiled at Kansas, his green eyes full of gentle love, and made room on the couch for Kansas, who came over and curled up between Vale and Yuji.

"You know them," Vale said very gently. "When did you see them?"

Kansas looked at Vale somberly. "I saw him the day we arrived." Kansas pointed at Morcaunen. "He tried to attack you." Kansas looked at Caradur. "He's been following you around ever since, shouting all sorts of stuff at the family, and especially at Vale. He's angry, and he's crazy."

Caradur smiled sadly. "He was a sweet elfling, but the darkness must have always been in him. As much as we loved him, it was never enough. He resented Cadrien, and he resented Vale."

"He was there, too." Kansas pointed at the picture of Cadrien. "He was in a long grey cloak, and he was staying back, in the shadows. Later, I was napping, and he came to me and told me who he was." Kansas snuck another look at Caradur, his eyes still pale. "He loves you so much. He stays back and he watches over you."

Kansas reached out and turned the pages of his sketchbook until he came to an incomplete sketch, just pencil lines, and no color. It was a woman, just a bit of her cheek, and and one eye, her jawline sketched in along with part of her mouth, but it was easy to see that she was beautiful. Caradur's hand trembled as he touched the page reverently.

"Aniel, mela en' coiamin, vanima verne'amin. Amin mela lle, me'a'amin. Rato, rato amin yanwuva lle, melamin." Caradur looked at Kansas, the most beautiful smile on his lips. "That is my lady, my Aniel, the light of my life. I will be reunited with her soon enough, and we will spend eternity in Arvandor, in each other's arms."

The love in Caradur's voice made Kansas sob a little, and he touched Caradur's arm very lightly. "She watches over you, too. She loves you still, and she always will."

Caradur laid his hand over Kansas's hand and nodded. "Then tonight, when I take reverie, I will be sure to open my heart so that I may hear her voice. She sang like a nightingale, my Aniel. I would lay down my pen, and put aside my papers, and listen to her singing in the garden, and I would feel so very blessed to have found such a wife."

Dae cleared his throat very softly. "Deasar says that the meal is ready, and asks that you all come to the dining room."

"Then let us not keep him waiting," Caradur said. He led the way into the dining room, where a feast was spread out on a long table. The chef had prepared elven dishes as well as dishes that were as close to Japanese food as he could manage with local ingredients, and everyone's eyes lit up as Ryuu's stomach gave a huge rumble.

"Maybe twelve helpings," Ryuu said very quietly, and Satoshi had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.

Vale did laugh, his eyes sparkling, and Hikaru let out a small cry of excitement, his bright eyes fastening on Willow.

"Ra!" Hikaru giggled, and repeated himself. "Ra!"

"Yes, utinuamin, that's your atara," Vale agreed. "Doesn't she look especially beautiful tonight?"

Willow's eyes went wide as Hikaru patted Vale's cheek in delight. "Oh, sweets, his first word," she breathed, her face bright with love for her youngest. Beside her, Satoshi gave her a hug, remembering that she had the exact same reaction when Ryuu had called her mama for the first time.

Everyone took seats around the table, Dae hovering over Ryuu and making sure to fill his plate with all his favorite things, and Maela did the same for Aika, who insisted that Maela sit beside her. Vale held Hikaru, feeding the cheerful little half-elf all manner of tastes of things, while managing to do justice to his own meal. Deasar had remembered Vale's favorites as well, and Vale ate better than he had in a long time, which made Yuji's heart soar anew.

As they were eating, Caradur reached out his arms for Hikaru, and the little half-elf went to him with a happy giggle. Caradur cradled his great-nephew on his lap, his face radiant with happiness, and he looked over at Kansas.

"It occurs to me that you might wish to visit a particular merchant tomorrow. I will be glad to take you. He has all manner of artist's supplies, and perhaps there might be something there that will please you," Caradur offered. "If nothing else, it is always pleasant to wander around the market and see what is being offered."

"Oh, 'lokiamin, we should all go," Erion enthused. "I'll make sure you get some rest tonight, I promise."

Kansas nodded, his eyes almost back to their usual color. "I have been looking for some new colors." He smiled back at Caradur a little shyly. "Thank you. I'd like that."

Everyone began to talk about the market, and what kind of things they might find there. Ryuu was slightly disappointed to find out there were no dragons there, but he cheered up when Dae mentioned a magical show. It was the kind of meal they had not had in a while, and for the moment, all dark things were put aside and everyone just relaxed and enjoyed the evening.

Elven translation:

Aniel, love of my life, my beautiful wife. I love you, my light. Soon, soon I will join you, my love.

June 8, 2011

Sand had been reading a tome from Caradur's library, a rare treatise on the nature of elementals, when the very hells seemed to break loose in the general direction of the room Kansas and Erion had appropriated. Sand put the tome down and hastened down the hall, slipping into the room entirely unnoticed, in time to see a chair sail through the large balcony window. Sand muttered a fast spell to confine the glass to the balcony, fearing that Willow or the children might be injured if they were in the garden below, and then he settled against a wall to watch, ready to intervene if it was necessary.

Erion fled onto the balcony, trying his best to keep distance between himself and Kansas, and Sand realized that Kansas did not recognize Erion at all in his fury. The moon elf readied a spell of holding, fully prepared to immobilize Kansas if it came to that, since Sand knew full well that Erion would not defend himself. Erion did not dare. Santhiel had trained his eldest son as harshly as he trained his Vale Guards, elves already past their majority, and Erion was more than a match for most of the younger Guards, even unarmed.

The sight of Erion sliding down against the balcony railing seemed to snap Kansas out of his blind rage, and Sand watched as Kansas hurried to console Erion. Sand listened as Kansas and Erion talked, and he felt the rage building in his own belly, a desire to find this Taka and rend him darkening Sand's eyes. With the strong will that made him such a deadly battlemage, Sand forced the rage into a small mental compartment and focused on the youngsters, both of them completely unaware of the blood dripping from Erion's foot.

As Kansas lifted Erion's face to kiss his betrothed with great tenderness, Sand stepped forward into the room, his eyes once again a clear blue.

"Either that chair was unforgivably rude, or you have discovered a new form of foreplay that is somewhat harder on the furnishings than is practical." Sand arched an elegant eyebrow at the two young men. "The blood loss alone would make it unpleasant."

Kansas looked startled, his eyes wide and pale, and Erion looked down at the small pool of blood under his foot.

"Am I bleeding?" Erion asked, lifting up his foot to look at the jagged piece of glass buried in the ball of his foot.

"Do not touch that," Sand snapped as Erion's hand shot up to pull the glass out. "Sometimes I do believe that Hikaru has more sense than you, aier. If you pull it out, the wound will bleed even more, and I would like to at least procure a healing potion rather than have to resort to sending for the clerics to deal with you. I am quite sure Santhiel covered basic wound care in his relentless training, so you should not be quite so surprised."

Sand addressed most of his comments to Erion, but despite his sharp words, his bond with Kansas radiated nothing but love and warmth, and Sand's eyes were full of his love for his nephew. Erion blushed at the reminder of his father's diligent training, and he let his hand fall away. Kansas stroked Erion's hair, giving Sand a glare, and Sand suppressed a smile, satisfied that he had deflected any residual anger to himself rather than Erion.

"Do not move," Sand warned, and went to the door, several anxious servants hovering nearby. "Would you be so kind as to fetch a minor healing potion, two clean cloths and a bottle of Saerloonian Glowfire?" Sand smiled warmly at the servants. "A minor mishap, and one which shall be remedied with all due haste." Sand closed the door gently and went to the bathroom to draw a basin of warm water, listening to Erion and Kansas once again.

"It really hurts, 'lokiamin. I didn't even feel it until Sand said something." Erion leaned into Kansas, looking for the comfort of touch, his heart hurting far worse than his foot.

Sand set the basin down, and looked at Kansas. "Please bring the chair back in from the balcony." Sand lifted Erion with surprising ease, and carried his nephew in to the room, settling him on the edge of the bed and placing a washing stool covered with a towel under Erion's foot. "Now, if you would sit with Erion, I will tidy things up a bit."

Sand murmured a cantrip, and the shards of glass and puddle of blood vanished. Another cantrip, and the balcony window was once again filled with glass, and the shredded curtains were whole.

"How much did you hear?" Kansas asked, his chin lifted stubbornly as he looked at Sand.

"Enough to understand why you flew into such a rage, and I will deny hearing anything should Kageoshi ask," Sand replied, his elegant eyebrow arching again. "Your love for your friend excuses much, Kansas, and I cannot say that I would not have done the same. I will assure you that Vale would have done far worse." Sand reached out to stroke Kansas's cheek, his love for the young man flowing outward.

A servant came in with the potion, cloths and wine, and Sand thanked him graciously. Sand unstopped the potion and handed it to Erion.

"The moment I remove the glass, I will press on your foot with a clean cloth and you must drink the potion at once," Sand instructed. "The glass is quite deep, and I fear this will be uncomfortable. Kansas, will you hold Erion quite still for me?"

Kansas wrapped his arms around Erion, pressing a kiss to his silvery hair and flooding Erion with love and comfort as Sand took a deep breath and then swiftly plucked the glass out of Erion's foot. Erion hissed a little, and turned pale, but he drank the potion immediately as Sand applied pressure to the wound until the potion had taken effect. Sand used the second cloth to wash away the blood and smiled at the youngsters.

"I recommend a nice long cuddle and a glass of this wine," Sand said gently, kissing them both on the forehead. He took the soiled cloths and the basin and left as quietly as he had come, pleased to see Kansas helping Erion get settled against the pillows and then snuggling up with his little elf.

XXX

Dae closed the front door gently, looking at the two parchment scrolls, and he sighed just a little. Ryuu looked up at him in concern.

"What's wrong, Dae?" Ryuu asked.

Dae smiled gently. "It's not so much that anything is wrong. I simply hope that it is right. These letters are for my Lord Caradur and my Lord Yuji. Shall we deliver them?"

Ryuu nodded, very serious. "I can give gifu his letter."

Dae handed the scroll addressed to Yuji to Ryuu, and they walked to Caradur's study first to deliver his letter. Then Dae walked upstairs with Ryuu, and Ryuu carefully opened the door to Yuji and Vale's room since it was quiet.

Vale was resting, his eyes open but unfocused, and Yuji was seated on the bed beside Vale, stroking Vale's golden hair. Yuji looked up and smiled at Ryuu, holding out his arms, and Ryuu scrambled up onto the bed and crawled into Yuji's lap for a quick cuddle.

"You have a letter, gifu," Ryuu said, handing Yuji the scroll with great seriousness.

"Thank you, my dragon," Yuji replied, hugging Ryuu and kissing his soft hair.

The scroll was in espruar, and Yuji looked at Dae with a wry smile. "Now I know how Vale felt when all he saw was kanji," Yuji chuckled.

"May I assist, my Lord?" Dae asked, bowing respectfully.

"When it's just you and Caradur, what do you call him?" Yuji asked.

Dae looked briefly nonplussed, and then smiled. "When it is just the two of us, we call each other by name," Dae admitted.

"I'd like it if you'd do that with me," Yuji requested. "I know that as the head of a House, that's my title, but I'm not used to it, and I feel like I'm pretending to be something I'm not."

"As you wish, then, Yuji," Dae said with his sweet smile. "I would be happy to translate the letter, if you like."

Yuji nodded and handed the scroll to Dae, who looked it over quickly and then began to read.

" 'To the most honored Yuji, Lord Hayashi, our kin from our cherished sister land of Evereska, our greetings. As was called for by the charges leveled against Kidriel, priestess currently in the service of Corellon Larethian, First of the Seldarine, our mages did question Kidriel under a truth spell, and found the charges against her to be worthy. The justicars were witness to the questioning, and Kidriel has been judged guilty of intent to commit kinslaying, and of intentionally causing harm to one of our People, your own husband and lifemate, Vale en Nosse Hayashi, noste a' Anorongil.' " Dae paused for a moment, taking a quick look at Yuji's face.

" 'As has been our law since before we came to these lands, there can be only one sentence. Kidriel will be executed in the forecourt of the Hall of the Justicars in our city of Leuthilspar. We offer to you, our cousin, the right of serving as executioner if this is your desire. Should you wish to decline, we shall offer this right to Caradur, Lord Anorongil, as blood kin to your husband,' " Dae read. " 'We offer you our most profound regrets that such cruelty and malice was visited against your good husband, and we grieve that justice was not delivered sooner. May the Seldarine bless you and guide your steps.' " Dae looked up at Yuji. "It is signed by the hand of Queen Amlauril Moonflower herself."

Dae rolled up the scroll and handed it back to Yuji. "My Lord is in his study, and the Queen's messenger awaits a response."

June 7, 2011

Caradur opened the door to his house, his face wreathed in a bright smile as he heard the merry laughter from the pool ringing out. He held the door wide so that Yuji could walk in easily, Vale still in his arms and nestled close. Willow heard them come in, and she walked out into the foyer with Hikaru in her arms. The little half-elf let out a happy shriek as soon as he saw his fathers, and Vale's head lifted off Yuji's shoulder, his smile radiant.

"Can you stand?" Yuji asked with tender concern.

Vale nodded. "I think so, at least long enough to hug our wife." Vale held out his arms, and with a small sob, Willow launched herself into his embrace, kissing him with great passion. Vale wrapped his arms around Willow and Hikaru both, returning the kiss with equal passion as Hikaru nuzzled Vale's hair.

"Oh, sweets, it's so good to have you back to your normal self," Willow murmured, her eyes damp as she hugged Vale tightly. "I love you so much."

"And I love you endlessly, lirimaer," Vale said, his eyes sparkling. He breathed in the spicy scent of Willow's favorite shampoo, and then turned his head to nuzzle Hikaru. "Hello, my sweet sochi-chan."

When Willow released Vale, he reached for Yuji, still feeling a little unsteady. "Can we walk to the pool? I want to see Ryuu and Aika."

Yuji's smile was as radiant as Vale's. "Of course, my love." He slipped his arm around Vale's waist and they walked to the pool, and Yuji was delighted to see Vale's eyes nearly back to their usual emerald green.

"Keifu!" Ryuu waved brightly, swimming over to the steps and hurrying over to Vale, Dae in close attendance. Vale knelt to hug his small dragon, laughing happily as Aika scrambled out to throw herself on him as well with a shriek of, "Tousan!"

Ryuu hugged Vale tightly, smoothing Vale's hair with one wet little hand. The Ryuu let go and stepped back, looking up at Caradur with approval. "You helped fix my keifu's heart. Thank you." He held out his hand in a very grown-up manner, and Caradur took Ryuu's hand and clasped it as he would an elven warrior, making Ryuu beam happily.

"Go swim, my little fishes," Vale laughed. "I need to rest a bit and change, but I'll be down for dinner." He kissed Ryuu and Aika, and then let Yuji help him up.

"There is plenty of time for you to rest, my nephew," Caradur said, reaching out to stroke Vale's hair tenderly.

Vale's eyes widened a little, and he smiled at Caradur. "I remember you doing that when I was a very small elfling, and came to swim in your pool." Yuji could feel the joy surging up in Vale's heart, as he turned to look at the gentle elven servant watching Ryuu. "Dae used to hover over me exactly like that."

"You never needed much watching, tura'nessa, young Master," Dae said with his sweet smile. "You were always a joy to us. You gave me this name, do you remember?"

"Because you said I was as bright as the sun, and I said you were my faithful shadow," Vale laughed. "I do remember."

Yuji watched Vale with so much joy that he felt like his heart could almost burst. This was his perfect Vale, his beloved elf, whole once again and full of endless love. Vale turned to Yuji, his brilliant emerald eyes sparkling.

"Let's go rest, a'maelamin. I want to nap in your arms." Vale leaned in and kissed Yuji with such deep love that Yuji was breathless when they broke apart.

When they got to the top of the stairs, a slightly disheveled pair of youngsters was waiting, eyes brimming with tears of happiness. Kansas moved first, grabbing Vale and hugging him tightly as he sobbed into Vale's shoulder.

"You're back, really back," Kansas moaned, hugging Vale as hard as he dared.

"I'll never leave you, alasse'amin," Vale said, his joy rolling off him in waves. "I love you, Kansas."

Erion flung himself into the embrace. "Uncle Vale," the young elf said, nuzzling in and managing to hug Vale and stroke Kansas at the same time.

"I love you, too, aier," Vale laughed, and he held the youngsters for a long moment, until Sand and Satoshi came out of their room.

"Anoramin," Sand breathed, and Vale went to Sand and kissed him fervently.

"Hello, ithilamin," Vale murmured, with a sweet and crooked grin. "Lost and found again, eh?"

"Let's try not to lose you again, shall we?" Sand replied, and his blue eyes were bright with tears as he stroked Vale's cheek.

Vale turned to Satoshi, holding out his arms. "Mela en' coiamin, my sweet Satoshi, how I love you. I couldn't have lasted without your help."

Satoshi fell into Vale's arms with a sob of pure joy. "After all you've done for me, I was glad to be there for you." He kissed Vale with sweet passion. "I love you."

Vale turned back to Yuji, exhausted but radiant, and Yuji led him into their room. The bed had been freshly made, the covers turned down invitingly, and the curtains were drawn so that the room was cool and dim. Yuji helped Vale out of his finery, and then he removed his own gorgeous hakama, folding it with careful reverence before putting it away with his kimono and haori and obi. Yuji slid into bed beside his beloved elf, both of them naked and Vale moaned with pure joy as he pressed himself against Yuji, stroking his husband's golden skin.

"I love this, Yuji, feeling us touching like this," Vale murmured, pressing a few soft kisses to Yuji's shoulder and neck. "I want more, but I'm so exhausted. I think I might even sleep."

"Not reverie?" Yuji asked, trailing kisses along Vale's jaw and down his throat. "I thought elves didn't sleep."

"We can sleep," Vale said, snuggling closer. "Sora does it. When I'm this tired, sleep feels better than reverie." Vale sighed happily and closed his eyes, breathing in the comforting scent of Yuji's soap and shampoo, and Yuji's own personal scent, a spicy, delicious fragrance that made Vale shiver a little with sheer pleasure.

It only took a few short minutes before Vale was asleep, and Yuji let himself fall asleep as well, a deep and refreshing slumber, their bond wide open between them.

XXX

Erion dragged Kansas back into their room, and headed out to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. Kansas flipped through his sketchbook, frowning as he looked through the rough sketches of the posse. Erion was torn, remembering how Kansas had mentioned that he was missing some huge piece of the puzzle. Erion knew exactly what was missing, but he was struggling with whether or not he should tell Kansas what he knew. Erion hated keeping a secret from his betrothed, but this was Kageoshi's secret, not Erion's, and the young elf could not help but feel like it would be the worst sort of betrayal to reveal it to Kansas.

Erion stubbed out his cigarette and went back into the room, opening the door and stopping a passing servant.

"I'd like some wine, please," Erion asked politely. "Berdruskan Dark, if that's possible. If not, maybe some quefirre or even talkana."

The servant looked mildly surprised, but nodded and disappeared. Erion wandered back inside, rubbing his hands along Kansas's back tenderly. Erion was shocked when Kansas shook him off irritably.

"Fuck, Erion," Kansas growled. "I'm trying to think."

"I'm sorry, 'lokiamin," Erion said contritely. He ran his hands through his silvery hair, restless and uneasy. Whatever it was that Kansas was seeing was just as disturbing to Erion, and he loathed feeling helpless and unable to fill in the blanks for Kansas.

Erion wandered back into the hall, and waited for the servant, who returned quickly, beaming as he presented Erion with a bottle and two goblets.

"Thank you," Erion said with a sweet smile, and he went back into his room and out onto the balcony, lighting another cigarette and looking at the bottle. The servant had found the Berdruskan Dark he had asked for, and Erion filled a goblet with the potent wine and tossed it back casually. He refilled his goblet and sipped the second drink, staring out blankly at the sky, his thoughts a jumble.

XXX

Sand looked at Satoshi, a gleam in his blue eyes. "Do you know what I would like to do, saiai? I would like to join our dragon in the pool."

Satoshi looked at Sand, and a beautiful smile lit his face. "What a perfect idea. You don't think anyone will laugh at me if I practice a bit, do you?"

"Of course not, cormamin," Sand said, stealing a nibbling kiss from Satoshi, his tongue teasing across Satoshi's lower lip.

They grabbed towels and hurried down to the pool, both men leaving their boxers on in deference to Aika. Ryuu was delighted to see his fathers, and screamed with joy when Satoshi walked down the steps into the pool, stopping when the water was nearly to his nipples.

"I have an idea, saiai." Sand lay back and let himself float, and gestured for Satoshi to lean across him a little. "Let yourself relax, and let your legs come up behind you, and then scissor them. You will not fall, as long as you hold on to me."

Satoshi's eyes grew wide, but he leaned over Sand's flat stomach, the faint web of scars silvery against Sand's pale skin. Satoshi let his legs come up, and he began to kick, hesitantly at first, and then with more vigor as he propelled himself across the pool.

Ryuu screamed with laughter, and begged Dae to do the same thing for him, and Dae complied with a happy laugh, and Satoshi and Ryuu decided to race across the pool on their elven floats. Aika watched them with huge eyes, deciding that they were impossibly silly, and Maela agreed. Maela and Aika did cheer quite vigorously, though, and Aika shrieked even louder than Ryuu when Ryuu won the race.

Satoshi practiced swimming on his own a bit, Sand always at his side and ready to catch Satoshi if he needed to, but the pool proved easier than the Pond for Satoshi, and he managed to get a decent distance without Sand's aid. Ryuu cheered his chichi on, being very grown up and not cannon-balling into the pool until Satoshi declared he had done enough practicing.

Sand and Satoshi curled up on a ledge in the shallow end, Sand's arm wrapped around his beloved husband as they watched Ryuu practice being a dolphin, or even a sea dragon. Dae's energy seemed inexhaustible, and Ryuu clearly adored his new playmate. Satoshi moved closer to Sand, feeling more relaxed and content than he had in a long time, his fingers dancing along Sand's arm as he watched Ryuu play.

XXX

Yuji woke, Vale still curled up against him, his emerald eyes closed as he slept. Through their bond, Yuji felt the sweet calm and boundless love that Vale had for him, and he returned that love endlessly as he watch his elf sleep like a golden angel. Through the curtains, Yuji could see the late afternoon sunlight, and he wondered how long he had actually slept. Yuji felt curiously refreshed, though, and thoroughly restored after the emotional roller coaster of the healing. Yuji decided he needed to ask Caradur if there was a way he could thank Nenian and Malana for what they had done for Vale.

Vale stirred a little, and Yuji looked at him tenderly, tracing the fine line of Vale's jaw with a long finger. Vale's chin lifted, and Yuji could see the wonderfully dark mark underneath, at his pulse point, an dhs finger traveled down to stroke that as well. That got a sweet little moan from Vale, and Vale's eyes fluttered open, a beautiful smile curving his lips.

Yuji leaned in and kissed Vale, those plump lips falling open to allow Yuji to plunder Vale's mouth as Vale's arms slid around Yuji's neck. Vale pressed his body against Yuji with a wriggle, grinding his cock against Yuji's cock, both of them hardening almost immediately at the contact. Vale moaned into the kiss, his slim fingers finding Yuji's ears and stroking the edge of the shell, and it was Yuji's turn to moan as his cock jumped from the sensation.

Yuji's lips traveled down until he was nipping at the tender flesh under Vale's jaw, working the silky skin and darkening the mark that Vale so loved to flaunt, Yuji's claim on his sweet elf. Vale arched, grinding against Yuji insistently, one long leg lifting to wrap around Yuji's hip, and Yuji let his hand slide down the curve of Vale's back and over the tender globe of his ass to tease at the tight little pucker. Vale howled a little, the sound pure music to Yuji's ears, and Vale pressed back against Yuji's finger, eager to be breached. Yuji's other hand toyed with the gold and pearl ring in Vale's nipple, and Vale howled again, wanton and utterly beautiful as he writhed against Yuji.

"Please, a'maelamin, just take me," Vale pleaded, his eyes hot with desire, and Yuji groaned, unable to resist any longer.

Yuji flipped Vale over, lifting his slim hips to bring Vale's knees underneath him, the sweet ass perfectly presented. Yuji gripped one pale globe in each hand firmly, spreading them to reveal the twitching pucker as Vale arched his back sinuously. Yuji knelt behind Vale, his cock aching to be buried in that tight little ass, precum dribbling from the slit as Yuji spat into his hand. Yuji smeared the precum and spit across the head of his cock, and pressed it against Vale's ass, and Vale moaned in anticipation, giving Yuji a smoldering look over his shoulder.

Yuji gripped Vale's hips tightly, and pressed the head of his cock past the tight ring, and Vale howled with pleasure as he was breached, trying to buck his hips backward to take more of Yuji's cock into his ass. Yuji chuckled and held Vale fast, not letting the elf move, and Vale responded with a wanton little wriggle, his golden mane sliding over his shoulders.

Yuji pressed forward, feeling the lube-slick ass surround his cock with incredible heat and tightness, and Yuji moaned as Vale howled again, pleasure pouring through his bond with Yuji. Vale tried again to buck backwards, whining a little as Yuji held him firmly. Yuji took pity on the squirming elf, and he pressed forward, burying his cock to the balls in the maddening heat of Vale's ass with a howl of his own.

Vale shrieked in ecstasy as he was breached fully, his ass filled with Yuji's thick cock, and Vale's back arched in pleasure as precum ran freely from his own aching cock. Yuji gave Vale a moment to adjust, and then he withdrew almost all the way, and slammed back in, hammering Vale's prostate and making Vale scream again. Yuji set up a vigorous pace, pounding Vale's ass and reddening the pale skin as Vale howled in delight, bucking back against Yuji's thrusts and impaling himself happily on Yuji's thick cock.

Yuji reached around and wrapped his long fingers around Vale's cock, stroking in time with his increasingly ragged thrusts. Vale screamed again, his ass tightening reflexively as his balls began to draw up, and Yuji's howl rang in Vale's ears as Yuji leaned forward to bite Vale's shoulder. That was all the elf could stand, and he came explosively, a stream of cum splattering the bed covers beneath him as his ass molded itself around Yuji's cock almost painfully tight.

Yuji howled again as his own balls emptied, and he filled Vale's hot ass with spurt after spurt of cum, the elf's scream of pleasure the most beautiful sound imaginable to Yuji. Yuji shivered as he was milked dry by that sweet ass, and he sank down onto Vale's back as the elf slowly sank down onto the bed, shuddering happily with the last waves of his orgasm.

June 6, 2011

Malana took up her position behind Nenian's shoulder, and laid her slim hand on the old elf's shoulder again, her eyes focusing on Vale.

"Good girl," Nenian murmured. "Now, let's see what's in here." His eyes narrowed in concentration. "What a mess this is. He broke the wall himself. Strong child, this one, very strong. Do you see that, my girl?"

"I do," Malana murmured, the faintest line creasing her smooth forehead. "Those are construct memories, totally false, and so bitter. Why so bitter?"

"Good question. Let's find out." Nenian hummed a little, and then hissed. "Well, bugger a balor, what's this, then?"

Yuji thought his heart would stop when Nenian hissed, and Caradur laid a hand on Yuji's arm.

"This one's real enough," Nenian murmured. "The whole night like that? It's a wonder the child wasn't barking mad after that."

"Look, there," Malana said. "That's... oh, Seldarine, is that what I think it is?" Her beautiful face paled slightly.

"Nasty business, this," Nenian growled. "Lend me your strength, girl. What a fucking mess."

Malana stiffened briefly, and then let out a slow breath as Nenian frowned. He clicked his tongue abstractedly, and his slim fingers pressed on Vale's temples firmly. Caradur took Yuji's hand and held it tightly, nearly as anxious as Yuji as they watched.

"There we go," Nenian said, sounding satisfied. "Fucking barbarian amateur. It's like opening wine with a warhammer."

Malana cleared her throat gently. "May I look?"

"By all means, girl. You can see what I did?" Nenian sounded pleased.

"Yes, I can, and nicely done as always," Malana replied. "We need to do something about that one, though."

"Oh, we will," Nenian said grimly. "Left her mark everywhere, and covered her tracks like an oliphaunt marching through the Queen's fucking roses."

Malana nodded slowly. "I can do the rest of this, Nenian. You need to deal with the bitch."

Nenian nodded, and Malana moved to the side of the reverie couch, her hands covering Nenian's hands. As Nenian pulled his hands away from Vale's face, Malana's hands replaced his, her touch deft and gentle.

Nenian looked over at Yuji and Caradur. "Give me a moment, and I'll explain." He crossed to the door and opened it, murmuring in elven.

Caradur looked at Yuji, his blue eyes wide. "Nenian is sending for the temple guard and the justicars," he translated. "Does this mean he knows who did this, or is he searching for evidence?"

Nenian returned, smiling that innocent smile again. "Ready to kill me yet?"

Yuji just growled a little, his eyes returning to Vale.

"Vale is going to be fine," Nenian said calmly. "The one who did this to him? No such assurances. Bear with me, because I'm too bloody old to say this all twice, so we'll wait for all the proper parties to show up." He looked over at Malana. "Any problems?"

Malana never took her eyes off Vale. "Just dealing with the false memories, and getting rid of the last remnants of that wall. I'm nearly finished."

Nenian nodded. "I'll check when you're done, before I bring him up a bit."

The temple guard arrived first, and Nenian scribbled a few words on a slip of parchment and handed it to them. The guards read it, their eyes widening slightly, but they nodded and left. The justicars came in shortly after the temple guard left.

"Eldest?" one justicar asked. He looked at his two companions.

"The temple guard is fetching your subject as we speak." Nenian offered up his beautiful childlike smile. "The victim is, of course, the patient on my reverie couch. I'd rather let him remain in reverie for this." It was more of a command than a request, and the justicars actually bowed slightly.

Caradur looked at Yuji and pressed his hand reassuringly. For his part, Yuji found himself eager to see the face of the person who had so hurt his beloved Vale. Yuji wondered if he would be able to restrain himself, and when he looked over at Caradur, he could see the same struggle in the older elf's eyes.

Malana remained utterly focused on Vale for the moment, her fingers rubbing small circles against Vale's temples. She looked perfectly serene as she worked, oblivious to the justicars behind her. She did not even respond when the temple guard returned, a sun elf woman gripped between them.

"What is the meaning of this?" the woman demanded, her eyes flashing. "I was at my devotions when these two seized me!"

"You are Kidriel, once priestess of Hanali Celanil?" Nenian asked, his eyes cold. He suddenly looked nothing like a mischievous child.

"You know I am!" Kidriel tossed her head defiantly.

"Then I charge you with intended kinslaying." Nenian let the power of his goddess flow through him, suddenly appearing larger and quite a bit more dangerous. "This elf here was brought to you when he was still an elfling, traumatized by violence and death, and you were charged with healing him. Instead, you sought to hide the fact that you permitted him access to the aina'melarim when he was still an elfling. You tore apart his memories, you burdened him with false memories, you buried all that was good and bright behind a wall, and if that wasn't enough, you laid a clever little trap. If he tried to reach those buried memories, if he broke your deliberately flimsy wall, he would fade."

Yuji fought to remain calm as he listened to the charges, spoken in English for his benefit. Caradur had thrown an arm around Yuji, more to restrain himself from leaping at the priestess, his blue eyes pure flames. Nenian turned to look at them.

"Before this elf's blood kin, and before his lifemate, I call for justice." Nenian beckoned to Yuji and Caradur. "Add your voices to mine."

Caradur spoke first, so that Yuji would know what he needed to say. "I am Caradur, Lord Anorongil, and this elf is my nephew. I call for justice by right of the blood we share."

Yuji stood tall and proud. "I am Yuji, Lord Hayashi, and this elf is my husband and lifemate. I call for justice by right of the bond we share."

"Then let the priestess Kidriel be questioned, and the truth known." The justicars bowed, and gestured for the temple guard to bring their prisoner.

"Fools!" Kidriel spat as they dragged her away. "I'll still win!"

Caradur and Yuji embraced, both men trembling with the emotion of the moment.

"What happens now?" Yuji asked.

It was Caradur who answered, his tone weary. "She will be questioned by the Queen's mages, who will place her under a truth geas. If the accusations are correct, and I have no doubt that they are, she will be sentenced as a kinslayer. There is only one penalty, and that is death." Caradur looked at Yuji. "It is likely that you will be offered the chance to carry out the execution yourself. It is traditional to behead the guilty party."

"I'm more than willing to behead that bitch," Yuji growled, looking at Vale as Malana worked on him.

Caradur nodded. "If you do not have a sword of your own, I will be pleased to offer you my personal sword."

Nenian had moved over to Vale's side again, and Malana let him take over for a moment as he checked her work. Nenian nodded and Malana smiled.

"Nenian will be bringing Vale out of the forced reverie now," Malana informed Yuji, who turned around, trembling a little.

"Can I go to him?" Yuji asked.

"Of course," Malana said with her sweet smile.

Yuji hurried over to Vale's side, lifting Vale's hand and looking at his beautiful, serene face. Vale's chest rose and fell with the slow, even breathing of deep reverie, and his fingers were warm in Yuji's hand.

Nenian frowned a little. "What's this, then?" His tone turned urgent. "Girl, I need you, now!"

Malana hurried over to place her hand on Nenian's shoulder, and her eyes widened. "How did we miss that?"

"Evil fucking bitch," Nenian growled. "Almost... almost... got it!" He looked up at Yuji. "If you have any way of reaching him, through your bond or otherwise, do it now!"

June 6, 2011

"I'm so afraid, Yuji." Vale reached out and touched Yuji's cheek very gently, his hand trembling. "I trust Ardiel, and I know she won't knowingly let me be hurt, but the priests, my love. One priest. It was just one priest." Vale drew a shuddering breath. "I don't want to think about it, but I keep picking at those tatters of memory, trying to make sense of it all."

"Don't try, my angel," Yuji murmured, his hands around Vale's slim waist. Vale leaned his head forward so that his forehead rested against Yuji's forehead.

"You really mean it," Vale said very softly. "I can feel the truth of it. Do you know that I love you as much? There aren't words, you're right, but can you feel it, even through everything else?"

"I've never doubted it, not for a second, my precious Vale." Yuji gave Vale a last chaste kiss. "Now let's go and see the healers."

All along the way to the temple, they were greeted with deep and respectful bows, and Caradur inclined his head regally, Yuji following his example. Once there, Ardiel led Vale, Yuji and Caradur down a hall and into a spacious room. There was a comfortable reverie couch and a beautifully inlaid wood table with some flasks, a basin, and a pile of snowy linen cloths. A wide, well cushioned couch was positioned to allow for a good view of the reverie couch. The back of the room had a workbench that looked a great deal like Sand's alchemical bench, and Yuji looked at Ardiel quizzically.

"Our high priest,Nenian, the Eldest among us, will be doing the actual healing. This is his private healing chamber. He's also very accomplished at making potions, and that's his workbench," Ardiel explained.

Vale gave a wan grin. "I wonder if they taste as bad as Sand's potions."

Yuji's breath hitched a little at Vale's small attempt at humor. He could feel the fear rolling off Vale in waves, and Vale's hand was clammy when Yuji grasped it firmly, and yet his beloved elf was trying to make jokes.

Ardiel looked at her brother oddly before continuing. "Yuji, you and Uncle Caradur can sit on the couch, and you'll be able to see and hear everything. Vale, you need to be on the reverie couch, lying down. Let's take off your coat and your belt and tunic so you'll be comfortable."

Vale let Ardiel take off his embroidered coat, and he fumbled with his belt of woven gold cords until Yuji gently moved Vale's nerveless fingers away and removed the belt. Yuji opened the gold clasp at Vale's throat, and eased the elegant tunic off, smoothing Vale's hair with a tender smile. Vale looked at Yuji, his eyes pale.

"Yuji, if something happens, if I don't seem to be responding, use this." Vale's fingers traced lightly over his collar, dancing along the circle of emeralds. "I will always hear you, but I might not be able to respond. Akira can. He's not bound by what the priest did to me. Don't ask me how I know this, but I do. It won't violate our contract."

Yuji's eyes filled with tears, and he was unable to speak for a moment. When he had regained his voice, he said softly, "It won't come to that, my love. But if it does, I will do whatever it takes to bring you back to me. I promise."

Vale nodded, and for a brief moment the love he had for Yuji utterly eclipsed the pain in his green eyes, making them shine like emeralds. Vale lifted his mouth to Yuji's for a tender kiss, and then he let Yuji ease him back on the reverie couch, his gold and pearl nipple rings gleaming against his pale golden skin.

"I have to leave, toror'ai. I won't be far, and Yuji and Uncle Caradur won't leave you." Ardiel looked into Vale's eyes, so like her own. "Trust Nenian, and his apprentice Malana. I love you, Vale, and I will see you when you are healed." Ardiel pressed a kiss to Vale's forehead, her golden hair spilling forward and blending with Vale's gold and emerald hair, and then she left quietly, closing the door behind her.

Vale turned his head, looking over at Yuji and Caradur, managing a small smile. The door opened, and his head whipped around to see who was entering.

A slight and grey haired moon elf walked in, dressed in the blue robes of Sehanine Moonbow. His blue eyes were slightly faded with age, but kind and wise, and his smile was the gentle, innocent smile of a child. A young sun elf followed him, also in Sehanine's robes, her thick hair plaited and hanging past her hips.

"Hello, child. I am Nenian, Eldest of this temple of the Seldarine. This is Malana, my chosen apprentice." The moon elf walked up to Vale, and laid a slim hand on his cheek. "You look like the Hells, child. Let's see what we can do about that, hm?"

"I look like the Hells?" Vale asked, somewhat startled. "Is this something new in healing? Insult the patient?"

"Nonsense," Nenian retorted. "If I was going to insult you, child, I'd have told you that you looked like something that was dragged out of the Abyss." He arched a greying eyebrow at Vale. "Now that we've gotten the pleasantries out of the way, let's see what the barbarians did to you."

Malana laid a hand on Nenian's shoulder as Nenian put both his hands on either side of Vale's face. As Nenian looked down at Vale, Malana turned to Yuji and Caradur.

"Nenian will place Vale in forced reverie, for Vale's own protection," Malana explained, speaking in English so that Yuji could understand her. "In this reverie, Vale will be unable to move. If Nenian trips a painful memory, or worse, Vale will not be able to harm himself."

"Harm himself?" Yuji asked, sitting forward. His hand was clenched on the arm of the couch so tightly that his knuckles shone white through the skin.

Malana looked at him with gentle sympathy. "We have seen a great many things, my master and I. There are many compulsions that can be placed deep in the mind, and the victim is helpless to stop themselves from carrying out the demands."

"What happens to them? These patients?" Yuji's voice was rough with anxiety as he watched Vale fall deeper and deeper into reverie, the lines of stress and pain fading away and leaving his beautiful face smooth and peaceful.

Nenian answered. "We cure them." He looked up, his faded blue eyes bright. "I only work on patients like this child here, patients that were deliberately damaged. I'm the best at this, and I've only lost one patient in over nine hundred years, so I'd say I know what I'm doing."

"Now would be the best time for any questions," Malana added. "Please ask anything that is on your mind."

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