[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand managed to catch Satoshi's arm as he swung Ryuu up to come to rest on his hip, a strong arm supporting him. "Careful, cormamin," Sand laughed. He turned his head to nuzzle Ryuu, thrilled to be having a day out with his husband and son. "Now, my wise and brave sochi-chan, I have never ridden a subway before. Vale tells me that I have nothing to worry about, but he is often very silly, so I think I would rather ask you."

Ryuu started to giggle as Sand swung him back down to the ground to stand between him and Satoshi. Sand gave Satoshi a look, opening his bond to his husband to convey a tinge of regret that he could not kiss him as he caught him, although it was what he had wanted to do. Then Sand focused entirely on the very energetic child bouncing between them.

"Well, a subway is like a big steel snake," Ryuu began. "A big snake that can go very fast and roar like a dragon." His eyes were dancing. "But it doesn't eat you, tousan. It has doors that slide open and then you can walk inside."

Satoshi caught Sand's eye and gave a small shake of his head, and the delighted glint in Sand's eye made Satoshi smile.

"Is it very squishy inside this big steel snake?" Sand asked, keeping a straight face, but Ryuu started to giggle all over again.

"Now you're being silly, tousan. It's not squishy inside, there are seats," Ryuu giggled.

"The steel snake ate seats, too?" Sand asked in mock surprise.

"Tousan!" Ryuu began to laugh harder and held his hands up, one to each of his fathers. "Chichi, you tell him, he's too silly!"

The three of them wound up in alternating fits of giggles as Satoshi gave Sand a quick description of the train system, peppered by Ryuu's enthusiastic interjections. As they were giggling, the train arrived, and they got on and found three seats together.

The Shinjuku shopping area took Sand's breath away. He was used to towers, but they were rarely taller than ten floors or so. Here, there were buildings that rose to many times that height, shimmering in the sunlight that reflected off the glass panes that covered them. There were brightly lit signs and a multitude of shops selling such a variety of goods that Sand simply stood still for a moment, until Ryuu tugged his hand impatiently.

"Tousan, we have to walk now," Ryuu said, grinning up at Sand.

Sand chuckled a little. "Of course, sochi-chan. You are quite right." The bemused elf let Ryuu tug him forward, looking over at Satoshi with wide eyes. "This is... there are so many people here! And all these cars!"

Satoshi laughed happily, delighted to have impressed Sand. He pointed out many of the more important buildings, including the Tokyo Government Building with its twin towers. Sand just shook his head in amazement, trying to take it all in at once and still finding it quite overwhelming.

Most people did not seem overly surprised to see the trio, finding the sight of someone who appeared to be a Western man holding hands with a small boy and a Japanese man. They wandered in and out of stores, with Sand falling in love with Takashimaya, and with the Kinokuniya book store, where he purchased several books on learning to speak Japanese and to read kanji. Satoshi had to remind Sand a few times that Vale already had a language program at home that Sand could use as well, and that the elf did not really need to purchase every single thing that caught his eye, at least not in a single day.

Sand kept noticing a sign in several windows, written both in kanji and in the English letters that he could read, although the words made no sense. "Satoshi, what does this mean, 'Merī kurisumasu'? And what sort of gifts should we be buying? Do you think Willow would like jewelry? We should buy gifts for Hideko and Tsutomo and the children as well, shouldn't we? And what about Yuji's family?"

Satoshi burst out laughing. "Stop, poldoramin, one question at a time!"

[The Great Sue Hunt]

BW purred as the two Were-Hunters flanked her, perfectly content to let them have their alpha display. Fury was behind her, grinding what felt like an impressively large cock against her ass, while Fang was in front of her, her nipples dragging across his t-shirt, already well sensitized by the links of her chainmail bikini.

"Tell you what, my lovely playmates, let me get this exercise in adolescent wank-fodder off," BW murmured, unhooking the annoying bottom of the bikini and letting it slither to the floor with a faint ringing sound. "That's much better." She skinned Fang's t-shirt up over his rock-hard belly, hissing in approval, and flicked her tongue out to lap at his tight nipple before teasing it between her teeth. Her hands dropped down to work open his belt buckle and undo the waistband of his tight pants. His zipper was next, and BW was delighted to see that he went commando, his thick cock springing free.

"Like what you see?" Fang growled. He reached down and slid his hands under BW's ass, lifting her up against him. She grinned and slid her arms around his neck as she wrapped her legs around his hips. She levered herself up and let his cock slide between her folds, nudging at her wet pussy.

"I'll like it even better when I can't see it," BW replied, her grin a challenge that Fang was happy to take as she lowered herself down onto his cock with a hiss of pure delight.

Behind her, Fury growled and ground in harder, and BW turned her head to catch his eye. "What are you waiting for?" She laughed as she heard Fury's pants open, and a moment later, his cock was pressing against her ass. He smeared a little precum around the puckered hole before pressing in, and BW moaned happily. It had been a while since she had two playmates, and the Were-Hunters fit the bill, and the Wench, very nicely indeed.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand shuddered as his orgasm rocked him. his entire world reduced to this single moment of being one with Satoshi, bodies and minds joined. Satoshi ground down a final time, milking every last drop of cum from Sand, and the elf moaned happily as his hands wrapped around Satoshi's hips. He gently guided Satoshi off his cock, easing himself out of Satoshi's undoubtedly tender ass.

Satoshi stood for a moment, his legs trembling a bit, and watched as Sand turned, sliding off the reverie couch and stretching his torso out along it so that his ass was presented perfectly. Sand looked back over his shoulder, sultry and inviting, as he purred, "Fuck me, cormamin. Fuck me fast and hard, and make me scream so loudly that they hear me in Skullport. Make me yours."

"Poldoramin," Satoshi moaned, his cock jumping a little at Sand's invitation, the sight of that pale firm ass so tempting. He knew Sand wanted it rough, and so Satoshi just smeared the precum from his dripping cock across the head and positioned himself at that eager puckered hole, grabbing Sand's hips tight enough to bruise. Sand was watching over his shoulder still, his face bright with anticipation, and Satoshi drove into that willing ass.

Sand howled, his eyes fluttering shut and a tear working its way free to glitter on his dark lashes, but the look of ecstasy on his face almost took Satoshi's breath away. Sand sucked in a shuddering breath, the burn of Satoshi's cock stretching him so delicious that he moaned. Satoshi seemed to be waiting to see if Sand needed to adjust, but Sand wanted the burn, the edge of pain giving the pleasure even more depth, and Sand shoved backwards, grinding himself against Satoshi's groin.

Satoshi took the hint, and set up a brutal rhythm, pounding into Sand with abandon, his balls slapping Sand's ass and the impact of flesh against flesh enough to redden that pale skin of the elf's cheeks. Sand arched his back slightly, the parallel scars striping his back rippling as he moved, and Satoshi leaned forward and sank his teeth into one thick ridge. Sand screamed in total wanton delight at this new sensation, more pressure than actual pain, but adding to the edge of the burn and the sweet pleasure of the non-stop assault on his prostate. Sand had not thought it possible, but his cock was thickening, hardening more with every thrust of Satoshi's cock, and he howled out his pleasure as Satoshi bit again. Sand's ass tightened involuntarily around Satoshi's cock, and it was Satoshi's turn to howl as that impossibly tight ass got tighter.

It was more than Satoshi could stand, this willing and wanton elf spread so invitingly in front of him, his cock buried to the balls in Sand's ass, and Sand looking at him with those loving blue eyes. Satoshi could feel his balls drawing up, and he growled and slammed home again, grinding himself against Sand's reddened ass as he screamed and unloaded spurt after spurt of cum into his husband's quivering ass. Sand howled as well, the last thrust slamming into his prostate and sending him over the edge as well, his cum spilling onto the reverie couch as he clenched around Satoshi's cock.

Utterly spent, Sand slumped forward, falling prone onto the reverie couch. Satoshi trembled as he eased his now flaccid cock out of Sand's ass, and Sand rolled to one side, holding out his arms for his beloved husband. Satoshi eagerly dove into the embrace, his lips seeking Sand's lips, and they kissed tenderly, Sand smoothing the sweat-damp hair from Satoshi's brow.

"Shall we sleep here for a bit, or shall we go home?" Sand asked, nibbling Satoshi's lower lip gently.

[The Great Sue Hunt]

BW looked around, sipping the excellent bourbon and toying idly with her cake. The Sue hunt had been fun, but quicker than she liked, and the prey had not put up much of a fight. They never do, BW thought, amused.

Foe seemed to be enjoying himself with Demonsangel, and Kagome was happy enough to chatter and eat cake. BW stretched, her chainmail bikini shifting slightly, and she wondered why she had worn the ridiculous thing. It looked fabulous, but the truth was it chafed her nipples in a most irritating manner. She made a mental note to wear her drow leathers the next time she decided to hunt in human form. DA had been marvelous enough to modify them so that they would shift with BW, eliminating the annoying need to try and strip while shifting in battle, never a wise plan unless the prey was a barbarian male.

Being in human form was fine for certain things, though, as she looked around the room. Fang and Fury looked interesting enough, to be sure, but this was not BW's home 'Verse, and she was reluctant to piss off any local powers. Pity, though, BW mused. She was well aware that her thoughts were not hidden from the powers that ran this Sanctuary, but a little honest admiration for some delectable males should not be cause for alarm, especially since she was managing to restrain her usually forward nature. Still, cake and bourbon were not going to remain sufficient diversion for long, not with the escalating sexual tension in the room.

Fucking chainmail bikinis. BW's mental snarl made DA look over with a small grin as BW shifted irritably in her seat, crossing one bare leg over the other. At least I didn't appear in those ridiculous high-heeling boots. Who the fuck fights in stilettos? BW returned to admiring Fang and Fury, imagining running her tongue over all that fine sweet flesh. Oh, Hells, who was she kidding? Playing with Were-Hunters was dangerous, and that was the largest part of the attraction. BW shook her head, her silvery hair shimmering in the dim light of the bar, as the Were-Hunters' heads turned simultaneously in her direction. Wanton disregard for personal safety, her personal creed...

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand silenced Satoshi with a kiss, and then looked at him, utterly bemused. "Slowly, cormamin. What are you talking about? What is this christmas? And what are oseibo gifts?"

The elf looked so puzzled that Satoshi forgot to panic. Instead, he began to giggle.

"Christmas is a holiday that Willow sort of brought with her. We celebrate it on the night of December 24th, which is actually the night before, but that's okay." Satoshi snuggled a little closer to Sand who sat beside him with his arms around him. "We buy presents for each other, for everyone in the family, and we try to find something that is just right for that person. We wrap them up in special paper, and make it a special night, and then there's Willow's traditional holiday dinner. That woman is cooking for days."

Sand looked intrigued, both by the prospect of gift giving and by the general prospect of shopping, and Satoshi giggled again. Sand did seem to know every merchant in every city along the Sword Coast.

"And what is the other?" Sand asked.

Satoshi smiled. "That's more our tradition. We give gifts at the end of the year, usually before christmas, to our bosses, the people we work with, the teachers at the kids' schools, our friends, our family, everyone." He looked up at his puzzled husband. "Don't you do anything similar?"

"We celebrate Midwinter, which comes at the end of Hammer and at the beginning of Alturiak, what you call January and February, I think. We do give gifts to those we know and those we love, so I suppose it is similar, and we dine with friends and family as well."

"But we really need to get to Tokyo to shop, or we're completely fucked," Satoshi said, beginning to look anxious.

Sand quickly kissed Satoshi again. "We have a permanent portal now, cormamin, and we each have a portal key to activate it. We can go any time you want."

[Post your character description here!]

Character Description:

Name: BronxWench

Race: Unknown. Appears human but can shift to a red dragon at will

Age: Unknown. Aside from silver hair, can be taken for late 30s

Height: 5' 5" but looks taller

Hair: Silver-white, slightly wavy, falls to mid-back

Eyes: Very dark brown, with a slightly slitted pupil

Build: In human form, slender and fine boned, but is much stronger physically than she appears. In draconic form, a fully adult red dragon, capable of breathing fire.

Personality:

Sarcastic, often impatient, and has a pathological dislike of Sues. Can be very patient with friends and is loyal, both to people and to causes she espouses, which are remarkably few. She is fond of elaborate armor, in particular drow elven armor, and prefers daggers when she needs to resort to weapons.

Abilities:

In human form, she is an adept fighter in hand to hand melee combat and uses her deceptive strength to good advantage. She is fast and agile, with almost preternaturally fast reflexes, and has above average hearing and sight. She is also quite charismatic, and can often sway an opponent with her words when violence is not the prime option.

In draconic form, she is capable of flight, can breath fire and has considerable resistance to both magical and non-magical attacks. Her scales are nearly impervious to most weapons, although she is susceptible to cold-based attacks. Her talons can penetrate and tear steel, including armor and most vehicles. Her teeth can crush bone easily, and she can digest the most saccharine of Sues with ease.

[The Great Sue Hunt]

BW raised an eyebrow as Apollo strolled over to Acheron, only to be intercepted by Tory. She watched as Apollo swiftly diffused Tory's jealousy with a well-placed kiss, and then shrugged and turned back to her drink, which was irritatingly empty.

"Sam?" BW smiled and waved to their waitress, the picture of pleasantry if one did not look too closely at her teeth.

Sam came over with her sweet smile in place. "What can I get you?"

"I'll take another round for the table, and do you have anything sweet for dessert? Maybe something chocolate?" BW looked at Sam hopefully.

"Sure thing. I'll bring out some Death by Chocolate cake." Sam looked around at the rest of the group. "Anyone else?"

Demonsangel perked up at the mention of the cake. "Oh, I'll have some of that, too!"

BW grinned. "Tell you what, Sam? How about you just bring the whole cake and a bottle of your best bourbon."

"And a bottle of cabernet, too!" Demonsangel chimed in.

Sam just shook her head and walked away as Foe looked at BW.

"At least I didn't ask for popcorn," BW grinned.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand moaned in delight as Satoshi withdrew his cock almost to the point of pulling out altogether, and then slowly drove back into his ass. It was wildly erotic, and Sand shivered with pleasure, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment as he savored the sensation of Satoshi's cock sliding slowly through his tight passage.

"Cormamin, i' nat'ea umalle," Sand gasped, forgetting for a moment that he was speaking in elven. His cock was so hard that it literally ached, and each time Satoshi slid over his prostate, Sand could feel his cock get harder. Somewhere in the haze of pleasure, Sand registered Satoshi's puzzlement. He struggled for a moment to remember the English words, and then they returned to him in a rush. "The things you do," Sand said, his voice ragged but full of desire. Satoshi pulled back quickly, and Sand mewled a little, feeling empty until Satoshi started his slow push back in.

Satoshi was reveling in Sand's utter abandonment to the sensations Satoshi was arousing in him, watching as Sand struggled not to buck his hips and ruin the careful pace of Satoshi's thrusts. It was the kind of sweet, slow fucking that made Sand even more determined to cherish this marvelous husband of his for the next five hundred years, and beyond.

Satoshi moaned a little at the sight of Sand's straining cock. Satoshi could feel himself getting close to coming himself, and he wanted Sand to come with him. He reached down and captured Sand's face, turning the muddled elf to look at him.

"Poldoramin, I want you to touch yourself, for me. Let me see you, my love," Satoshi said. He watched as Sand's eyes darkened with arousal, and the elf wrapped his fingers around his cock with a wanton moan. He stroked languidly, his eyes heated as he watch Satoshi watching him, the tips of his elegantly pointed ears rosy with passion.

Satoshi felt himself close to the edge, watching as Sand stroked his cock, those blue eyes molten with lust. Satoshi could see the subtle shift in Sand's eyes as the elf sucked in a harsh breath before letting out a howl as he came, his cum painting his own chest and face. Sand's ass was impossibly tight as he spasmed around Satoshi's cock, and he licked his cum off his lips.

That was it for Satoshi, and he screamed as he felt his balls draw up so tightly that it was nearly painful. He poured what felt like an endless load of cum into Sand's ass as the elf's back arched, driving him further onto Satoshi's cock. Satoshi shivered as he sank forward, Sand's strong arms wrapping around him as he murmured sweet nonsense in elven into Satoshi's ear.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

The tight heat of Satoshi's ass was almost maddening, and it was all Sand could do to restrain himself from pounding Satoshi into the reverie couch. Sand planned on enjoying Satoshi more than once tonight, and it would not do at all for the moon elf to need to send out for healing potions after the first time. Sucking in a deep breath, Sand withdrew again, only the head of his cock still in Satoshi's sweet ass, and he looked down at his husband, his blue eyes filled with love.

"I do love when I make you scream," Sand murmured, and slid forward again, making sure to hit Satoshi's prostate and draw another delicious howl from the imp. Sand shivered with the intensity of Satoshi's response, feeling Satoshi's ass clamp around his cock. Satoshi's cock was starting to harden again, and Sand grinned wickedly as he pulled back again, as slowly as he could manage, Satoshi mewling as Sand paused before driving home again.

"I see you like this, so wanton beneath me, taking me so eagerly, and I know I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life," Sand said, and slammed in to the hilt yet again, his balls slapping against Satoshi's ass. "I can taste you on my lips, and I feel you so tight around me, and I know I am home because wherever you are is home."

Satoshi looked up at Sand, the truth of those words echoing through their bond. Satoshi gasped a little at the intensity of Sand's emotions, love and desire and pride mixing in a heady storm that washed over Satoshi in a cleansing wave.

Sand kept up his maddening pace of withdrawing slowly and then driving his cock all the way into Satoshi's ass, never taking his eyes off his beloved husband as he plundered him, Satoshi's cock rock hard again and bouncing against his belly with every thrust.

"Tonight, we love like elves love, each time new again, rediscovering all the ways we can please each other and never letting this become ordinary," Sand purred. "And I promise you, when we fight, as we will, it will be even more extraordinary when we make amends in bed. And on our last day together, it will be as sweet as our first." Sand's slim fingers wrapped around Satoshi's cock, stroking possessively as he continued to bury his own cock in Satoshi's ass. He could feel the pleasure building in his belly, the sweet heat coiled and waiting for release, and Sand stroked a little faster as Satoshi moaned loudly, precum dribbling over Sand's fingers.

"Come with me, cormamin. Fall over the precipice, let yourself go, and I will catch you," Sand promised. "I will always catch you." He could feel the telltale throb in the thick vein beneath Satoshi's cock, and Satoshi's strong legs were tightening around the elf's hips. Sand thrust again, hitting Satoshi's prostate dead on, and Satoshi screamed and came, ropes of cum splattering Sand's belly and chest as his ass molded itself around Sand's cock. Sand flung his head back, his silky hair brushing against Satoshi's legs as he screamed along with his husband, filling Satoshi's ass with spurt after spurt of cum, his release feeling like it would never end.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Nytara bowed to Satoshi with great respect. "I'm not sure how much I could teach you, Satoshi. It's obvious that you've studied with a swordmaster, and although you said your expertise is with a katana, I think you'll be a natural with this weapon."

Nytara bowed again, and kicked off her shoes as well. She was wearing thin breeches and a short tunic without sleeves, and the finely honed muscles of her arms moved smoothly as she stepped into a fighting stance, her sword held with casual ease. When Satoshi nodded, Nytara stepped into a fast and graceful attack, her sword swinging up fast and deft, the notes different from Satoshi's, more militant. Satoshi parried easily, almost anticipating where Nytara would be, and Sand watched appreciatively as they circled and traded a few blows.

Nytara stepped back, lowering her blade and bowing very deeply. "You honor me, Master Satoshi. Your skill is remarkable." She straightened up, her reddish eyes bright. "If you're ever in Skullport for a moonhunt, I'd be honored to have you join my team. Sand has been on one with me."

"We will keep it in mind, Nytara." Sand held out a hand to Satoshi, who had sheathed his sword in an elegant leather scabbard that Nytara had offered him. "We do have a dinner engagement, though."

Sand slipped his arm around Satoshi's waist again, and they were standing in The Greymist, Beredir hurrying over with a smile on his face.

"Sand, Satoshi! It's good to see you both. The wedding went well?" Beredir asked, showing them to a barely visible door. "Never mind, tell me another time. Dinner's waiting inside already, and some wine." Beredir closed the door behind him, and Sand pulled Satoshi into a kiss, plundering the small tight mouth of his husband eagerly as his fingers worked Satoshi's shirt buttons.

"You are extremely arousing when you wield a sword, do you know that?" Sand informed Satoshi when they broke for air. "My jeans have been uncomfortably tight since you picked up that blade. We must start sparring together, I think." Sand gave Satoshi a wicked grin as Satoshi looked down to see the bulge in Sand's jeans.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Nytara examined his right hand carefully, and then his left hand. "Very good, Satoshi. You have a swordsman's hands, indeed."

Nytara rummaged among a selection of hilts, beautifully shaped and inlaid with strips of gold and mithral. Sand watched with interest, pulling Satoshi closer and wrapping his arms around his husband from behind. "I wanted this to be a complete surprise, but the hilt needs to be properly fitted to you." He nuzzled Satoshi's ear a bit, nibbling very lightly on the lobe.

"Try these," Nytara said, her ebony face gleaming in the dim light of the smithy. "I think they might do nicely."

Satoshi took the first hilt she offered, his fingers curling around it easily. Nytara frowned a little and handed him a second hilt, which fit better, the grip feeling natural in Satoshi's hand.

"Almost," Nytara said, and gave Satoshi a third hilt.

No sooner did Satoshi wrap his hand around it then he burst into a bright smile. It felt as comfortable and familiar as the hilt of his katana. He tried it in his left hand as well, and it felt just as good, as though it had been made for him.

Sand grinned happily. "And now the blade."

Nytara took the hilt over to a long table, and brought out a blade, shimmering and beautiful, with a delicate pattern of holes of varying sizes at the top of the blade, running down the center for several inches. She carefully fitted the hilt to the blade and chanted softly, a glow surrounding her hands as she worked, and the hilt joined to the blade.

"Now, let's see you try a few practice swings." Nytara presented Satoshi the sword, hilt first, with a graceful bow. She reached for another sword, already in a scabbard, and drew it forth.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand looked at Satoshi, his eyes bright. "Then this will indeed be a perfect gift for you, cormamin." He grabbed Satoshi's hand, as excited as Satoshi had ever seen him. They hurried down the walkway and into the temple through a pair of graceful doors three times the height of Sand.

Inside the temple, the song was clearer, but Satoshi could not recognize a word of what was being sung. It did sound elven, but different, the accent a little harsher.

"What language is that?" Satoshi asked.

"It is the Ilythiiri tongue, and it is a hymn of praise to the goddess," Sand explained. "The Ilythiiri have lived apart from the rest of the elves for so long that they have evolved a language of their own."

A slim drow female walked up to them, and held out her hands in welcome. "Sand, it's been a while. How are you?"

"I am very well, Nytara. This is my husband, Satoshi. Satoshi, this is the Lady Nytara, priestess of Eilistraee and and one of her Huntresses." Sand took her hand and smiled. "Satoshi is the one I wanted the sword for, my dear."

"Oh, wonderful," Nytara said. "Come this way, then." She led them into the main chapel, where an obsidian statue of a naked elven woman revolved slowly, Her hair was mithral, and hung to her ankles, wrapping about her as she revolved, and in her raised arm was a beautiful sword, the blade of which had a delicate pattern of holes.

"Is this the goddess?" Satoshi asked, looking at the beautiful elven face of the statue, her lips in a warm smile.

"Yes, it is," Nytara replied. "That is how she appears to us, and how we Huntresses go forth when we seek out those who cause harm." She led them further on, into a small and tidy smithy. "Now, let's see your sword hand."

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

"If you wear your jacket, how will I admire the view?" Sand asked, a very wicked gleam in his eye. "We will teleport there and back, and the place we are going is sheltered from the weather, so it will not be necessary." Sand had shrugged a shirt on over his t-shirt, one of the plaid ones that Satoshi had bought for him, and he tugged on a pair of boots quickly, delighted by Satoshi's enthusiasm.

"We should be at The Greymist by dark," Sand told Yuji. Sand slipped his arm around Satoshi's waist and they disappeared.

Sand was still holding fast to Satoshi when they appeared on a quiet walkway. The light seemed a bit odd to Satoshi, until he realized that they were in a vast underground cavern, and he turned to Sand with an expression of wonder.

"Welcome to Skullport," Sand said, smiling. "The name is much worse than the city truly is, I assure you. This is part of a network of caverns, connected by a river." Sand gestured at docks, with ships moored, loading and unloading cargo. "We are, in fact, beneath the city of Waterdeep."

Satoshi was shocked to see an elf walk by, an elf with coal black skin and stark white hair, his eyes gleaming with a faintly reddish light. "Poldoramin, is he an elf like you?"

"Mm," Sand murmured. "He is drow, or Ilythiiri, as they were known on the surface. For their crimes, they were banished by the Seldarine to the Underdark, along with all their gods save one, Eilistraee, Lady Silverhair. She was told that she could remain in Arvandor, but she chose to go to the Underdark as well, so that some drow might remember love, and laughter, and the sweet light of the moon."

Sand gestured at an imposing building, elven in appearance, with soaring, graceful windows. An incredibly sweet song floated out to Satoshi's ears. "That is our destination today, the Temple of Eilistraee. It is the largest one in existence, and the priestesses constantly sing their hymns to the Silver Lady, so that the song is unending."

"They never stop?" Satoshi asked.

"Never," Sand confirmed. "There is a statue within of the goddess, and it is held aloft in a perpetual dance by the power of the songs. If they stop, the statue will fall and shatter."

Satoshi just shook his head in astonishment. "But what are we going there for?" He dodged someone that looked exactly like a minotaur from the stories Willow read and wrote.

"A songsword," Sand said with great satisfaction.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand's smile widened, and he murmured quietly a second time, and there was that pleasant tingling again, and Satoshi's skin was once again scarred.

"This is you," Sand said, his voice full of love. "Right now, with your scars, because they are you, as mine are me. Scars are not ugly, my heart. They merely show that we have survived a challenge." Sand dared to feather his fingers lightly over Satoshi's right side, not lingering long, as he captured Satoshi's lips in a kiss, full of love and desire.

"Do you think, cormamin, that I can steal you away for a bit?" Sand ran his hands through Satoshi's hair, nibbling at his piercings gently. "I want to take you to a very unusual place, but it is the best place for me to get something that I have wanted for you. No, don't ask, it is a surprise."

Sand pulled on his t-shirt, his blue eyes glittering with mischief. "And then I have reserved a room for us at The Greymist. We shall make love until the dawn, cormamin." Sand pulled Satoshi into another kiss, this one definitely heated.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand followed Satoshi upstairs, a bit bemused by his request, but wanting to please Satoshi in any way he could. Sand let Satoshi lead him into their bedroom, watching as Satoshi peeled off his t-shirt, trembling a little.

"You might feel a slight warmth as the spell works," Sand warned. He murmured quietly, and Satoshi felt a pleasant tingling, only a little warmth, and then he looked in the mirror, astonished. His skin was flawless, the pale golden expanse without a single mark. Satoshi's eyes widened a little at the sight, and he turned to look at Sand in wonder.

"Is that really how you see me?" Satoshi asked softly, not daring to speak any louder.

Sand's smile grew wider. "It is," the elf confirmed. "You can touch your skin. You will feel nothing there."

Satoshi ran a hand over his right side, and felt nothing but smooth skin. His eyes grew even wider, and his lip trembled a bit.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

"Oh, my heart," Sand murmured, cradling Satoshi against his chest. "They were blind, all of them, not to see what a gift you are, and how foolish I was not to have taken what you offered when you first offered it. They are all wrong, you know."

Sand nuzzled his face in Satoshi's hair, pouring out his love for his husband in endless waves. "Do you know what strikes me the most? How you just found more and more love within yourself, despite all of that rejection. And I was guilty of rejecting you as well, was I not? I could not believe that you wanted me, a stubborn, proud, often foolish elf who was wearing a borrowed glamour to appear without scars, pretending to a perfection that does not exist. And so I took what you offered, and did not return it properly. And still you managed to love me. How can I deserve such love?"

Sand tilted Satoshi's face up again, wiping away the tears with gentle fingers. "We have at least five hundred years for me to convince you that you do not fail anyone, but let me start now. The men who raped Kansas in front of you had done it before. It was all he could ever expect from them, that pain and hatred. But you never stooped to that. All you ever offered him was love and protection, and that is not failure."

Sand kissed Satoshi softly. "Yuji sat with you in the hospital because he loved you and cared about you, and had he not been there, perhaps no one would have noticed him getting ill until it was too late. And when he did get ill, you did not fail him. You sat by his side as he sat by yours, and you loved him."

Sand kissed Satoshi again. "I never thought you were a cheap slut. I was so overwhelmed by your beauty and your sweetness, by the incredible way you responded to me, and I was afraid that you would find me lacking if you learned I was not quite the beauty that I seemed to be. And I was afraid to touch such beauty as you had, for fear I would mar it with the darkness in me."

Sand smiled at Satoshi, a gentle smile that made his eyes shine. "As for those others, you were a mirror that reflected the lack in themselves. You gave without hesitation, you loved with a pure heart, and you refused to stoop to their level, to visit cruelty upon others to hide your own pain. Instead, you turned that pain inward, and tore at yourself. But, cormamin, my husband, my soul's completion, it is time to begin healing, and to allow yourself to love yourself as much as you are loved by us."

Sand kissed Satoshi again, a little heat in the kiss this time. "We have all the time in the world before us. Five hundred years, half a millennium. I think we can find healing together, you and I, for you heal me as well."

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand took Satoshi's face between his slim, scarred fingers, and tilted it up so he could look Satoshi in the eyes. "Do not ever say that, cormamin. Do not belittle yourself like that, or think that you are not worthy of love." Sand pressed a tender kiss to Satoshi's lips. "You still do not see yourself as I see you, do you? Then let me show you."

Sand reached out and opened his bond to Satoshi, touching his husband's mind with all the love he could bring to bear, easing past Satoshi's hesitation and wrapping him in a mental blanket of reassurance. "This is how I see you, my heart, love of my life."

Satoshi saw himself, almost as if he were looking into a mirror that reflected more than just an image. Satoshi saw himself, a slim man with jet black hair tipped with amethyst, deep brown eyes behind thick-rimmed glasses, and a gentle, shy smile above his pierced lower lip. There was a light around him as well, and behind him Sand's voice, warm with love.

"You are beautiful to look at, cormamin, and that much is easy to see. But the lights you see are the lights of your soul, what I see every time I look at you. Do you see the rich blues and warm greens of your love and compassion? Do you see the red of passion? You give so much of yourself to all of us and never think of it as the treasure it is." Sand wrapped his arms tightly around his husband, feeling Satoshi's heart beat against his own heart. "You saved Kansas's life by rescuing him, and held him together all these long years. You stood by Yuji when he struggled with his illness, more than once. You forgave a very foolish elf who did not realize what he was offered, and you offered your heart again. And this time, I have accepted that gift, that treasure that is you, and I will not let you go. We will heal this, you and I. I will always be here for you to lean on."

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Vale looked a Yuji for a moment, and then began to howl with laughter. "You know, it's not a bad bed at all. One day, we might even use it, maybe when you tease me again."

Yuji laughed as well, his sweet, goofy laugh that made Vale's heart sing. Vale leaned in and kissed Yuji, nuzzling his ear, his green eyes bright. They spent a few minutes lying there, kissing and just reveling in the after-sex glow, and Vale marveled once again at how much he loved this man of his. Then he stirred and sat up, still enjoying the twinges in his ass from the desk encounter.

"We can wash up." Vale led Yuji behind a screen, and burst out laughing. Sand had apparently conspired with Nathe, and there was a shower in addition to Vale's beloved stone tub. Vale and Yuji showered quickly,and Yuji grabbed his clothes and dressed, giving Vale a slightly dubious look. Vale wandered back into his office to find his clothing, and dressed just as quickly, and then he led Yuji down to the barracks on the second floor of the tower

A small group of mages stood ready, all human except for one other elf. Vale gave them a somewhat feral grin. "Ready to hunt? Luskan is testing our defenses again, and we have some spies in the Back Alley. My husband Yuji is coming with us." Vale turned to Yuji and spoke in Japanese, sounding suspiciously like Ryuu in his pronunciation. "Stay close to me."

Vale and the other mages teleported to just outside the safe house in the Back Alley, Vale taking Yuji with him. Vale gestured for one of the humans, a slim man, to check the door, and he nodded. He held his hand near the door, and then drifted quietly back to Vale.

"It's warded, Captain, but I can unravel it." The slim man moved back to the door when Vale nodded, and he held his hand over the door again, pausing to touch a finger to the door at a few spots. He straightened and nodded to Vale. Vale nodded back, and the mages moved, opening the door and fanning out, their hands crackling with energy. An inner door opened, and a shabbily dressed man peered out.

"Oh, sod it," the man began, and a bolt of energy hit him and dropped him where he stood. There was an answering crackle of energy, taking the form of a bolt of lightning, and Vale flung up a hand and deflected it.

"Mage!" Vale shouted, and a human woman and the elven mage darted forward. The woman unleashed a stream of fireballs, and the elf following with balls of reddish energy that drove through the enemy mage's defenses. They fell back, and another human, a man, loosed what looked like a lightning storm in the room ahead. There were screams, and a gout of flame erupted from the enemy mage.

Vale spun Yuji behind him, and a pale globe of force enveloped them both as Vale countered with a beam of glacial cold. The mage's fire danced harmlessly off the globe, but Vale's beam found its mark, and the woman and the elf stepped up again. The woman unleashed a hail of ice shards, sharp as knives, and the elf used the same cold spell that Vale had used.

"Arcane Brother down," the woman barked.

"This room's clear!" the elf added.

"Go!" Vale barked, and the mages moved forward, globes of force surrounding most of them. Vale said something that Yuji didn't understand, and the glowing globe stayed with Yuji while a new one formed around Vale. "Are you good, a'maelamin?"

Yuji was a little startled by the speed at which the Cloaktower mages were moving through the house. Vale took point on the next room, going through the door at a dead run, energy dancing at his fingertips. "Crossbow!" Vale barked, and a bolt of crackling lightning danced up the crossbow and sizzled into the flesh of the Luskan spy.

"Vale, down!" Yuji yelled, seeing a movement out of the corner of his eye. Vale dove, and another crossbowman fired, his bolt sinking into the wall harmlessly.

"Got him," the woman mage called, and she hit the crossbowman with a surge of dark energy that seemed to shrivel him. He screamed as he dropped, but a fast bolt of lightning from Vale silenced him.

Vale looked at Yuji, his green eyes shining. Yuji didn't need words to understand the look in those eyes. Yuji's warning had saved Vale from an injury or worse, and his elf knew it.

"Two more!" the elven mage barked, red balls of energy dancing from his fingers to slam a man into a wall. The woman hit that man with more of the dark energy, and he was also down.

The last man threw down his weapons and screamed, "I surrender!" He looked terrified, as though he expected to die, but Vale's Cloaktower Guards were impeccably trained. The slim man darted forward and wrapped a coil of energy around the Luskan's wrists, while the elf snatched his weapons.

"Take him back, and find out what he knows," Vale said, and the team teleported off with their prisoner.

Vale turned to Yuji, and dismissed the globes of force around them both, and pulled Yuji into a searing kiss. Then Vale teleported them straight to his bedchamber in his office.

Vale was stripping off his breeches the moment they arrived, his boots toed off already. Yuji yanked Vale to him, crashing his lips against Vale's lips, his tongue demanding entry and plundering the elf's mouth hungrily. Vale moaned into the kiss, rubbing his cock against Yuji's jeans, his fingers busy with the button and then the zipper. Vale slid the jeans down, and then Yuji's boxers, and Yuji fisted his hands in Vale's hair and pushed the elf to his knees. Yuji's cock bumped up against Vale's lips, and Vale slid his hot mouth over Yuji's cock, his tongue flattening as Yuji fucked his mouth. Yuji's cock hit the back of Vale's throat, and Vale relaxed, letting the head slide further in, swallowing and feeling Yuji tremble as his throat muscles massaged Yuji's cock.

Then Yuji was tugging on Vale's hair, pulling him upright and turning him to face the bed. Yuji pushed Vale forward, his torso flat on the bed and his legs spread slightly, and Yuji pressed the head of his cock against Vale's quivering pucker, pausing for a moment to admire the sight of Vale spread open for him.

Vale moaned a little, and Yuji chuckled. "Always so eager, my wanton elf." Yuji gripped Vale's cheeks, spreading them even further apart, and then he pressed his spit-slick cock against Vale's hole and pressed the head in, feeling the tight muscle clamp down around his cock. "So tight," Yuji moaned.

Vale mewled a little, pressing back, and Yuji slapped his ass hard. Vale's cock jumped, and a dribble of precum leaked out as Vale moaned louder, his ass reddening where Yuji had slapped him. The elf pressed back again, and Yuji slapped him again, and Vale howled a little, his hips twitching eagerly.

"Tell me what you want," Yuji growled, leaning over to bite and suck a dark mark under Vale's ear.

Vale mewled again, the pain of the bites making his cock ache as even more precum drooled out. "Fuck me," Vale moaned. "Fuck me until I forget everything but your cock in me. Own me."

Yuji nearly sobbed with pleasure, and he slammed his cock forward, burying himself to the balls in Vale's ass. Vale screamed at the intrusion, the burn incredible but the pleasure of being thoroughly filled far outweighing any pain. Yuji's hand tightened in Vale's hair again, and he tugged the elf upright, one arm wrapped around Vale's waist as Yuji found Vale's prostate and punished it repeatedly, Vale's sobbing moans spurring him on.

"Touch yourself," Yuji ordered, his breath hot against Vale's ear. "Let me see you make yourself spill."

Vale let his head fall back against Yuji's shoulder, his fingers wrapping around his own cock and he stroked in time with Yuji's thrusts.

"Tell me when you're cumming," Yuji growled, and Vale shivered a little, his breathing ragged. He stroked as Yuji thrust, the nonstop assault on the elf's prostate approaching painful.

"Now," hissed Vale, the heat in his belly wound so tightly and ready to explode. Yuji pushed Vale's head forward just as the elf came, thick ropes of cum splattering Vale's face and chest. Vale' opened his mouth instinctively, knowing what Yuji wanted, and he caught as much of his own cum as he could in his mouth. Then Vale let his head fall back again, turning his face to Yuji and letting Yuji taste his cum as they kissed.

Between the heat and pressure of Vale's ass, and the taste of the elf's cum in his own mouth, Yuji could not hold out, and with a scream he filled Vale's ass yet again, thrusting with each spurt and savoring the pleasure of feeling Vale's tight little ass milk him dry.

Vale's knees buckled, and Yuji caught him, lowering the elf to the bed carefully, and easing his cock out of Vale carefully. Vale shivered from the loss, mewling a little, and Yuji lay down facing him, pulling the elf against his chest and holding him tightly.

"I love you, Vale, my perfect husband," Yuji murmured, kissing Vale's sweat-damp brow as Vale nuzzled closer, a blissful smile on his face.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Vale looked at the piles of parchment with a visible shudder.

"It's not that bad," Nathe said. "The two piles tied with ribbon are for you to take home and read whenever you need to be lulled to sleep."

"And the rest of this?" Vale gestured at the pile Nathe had left on his desk earlier.

"Those require your signature, not my forgery." Nathe shrugged. "It's something new up at the Castle. They hired some idiot hedge wizard to verify signatures by scrying to see who touched ink to parchment."

"Fucking Nevalle," Vale muttered, "I liked it better with Nasher in charge."

Vale frowned and began to read the first parchment of the other stack, scanning it quickly and scrawling his name in bold elven lettering. Vale was trying to rush through the papers Antha had brought, not in the mood to indulge her unrelenting attention. The fact that Vale had served as the captain of the Cloaktower Guard for nearly two hundred years seemed to impress her for reasons Vale could not fathom. He looked up when Yuji cleared his throat quietly and asked for something to drink. Nathe obliged, and Vale turned his attention back to paperwork, until he made the mistake of looking up again.

Yuji had been wandering a bit, looking at the shelves crammed with tomes and scrolls, but when Nathe had returned with the ale and fruit Yuji had requested, Yuji had seated himself on the sofa opposite the desk, on the far side of the room. Yuji began to nibble on the fruit, managing to be utterly distracting as he licked berry juice from his lips.

When Yuji spread his legs and sucked on a bit of apple, Vale began to twitch. Then Yuji feathered his fingers over a delicious looking bulge in his jeans, and Vale had had enough. He scrabbled furiously through the parchments, looking for something in particular. His breeches were feeling tight, and despite the ache in his ass, Vale was contemplating throwing everyone except Yuji out and relieving his frustration with another good fuck, and perhaps a nice quick raid.

Vale brightened considerably when he found a sheet of parchment detailing what promised to be a fast but lively raid on a Luskan spy cell.

"Right." Vale shoved the rest of the papers aside. "This needs handling. Antha, hold the rest of this until tomorrow. Nathe, I want the portal mage in here now, and you can assemble a team for me while I deal with him. Give me about an hour, and we're going to clear out a small spy cell. I hate giving those whoresons a minute longer than necessary in my city."

Nathe grinned, knowing exactly who to assign to Vale's team. He nodded and ushered Antha out the door, as Vale turned to Yuji with a wicked grin.

"Want to play with me?" Vale asked.

Yuji nearly choked on his ale at the look in Vale's eyes, and Vale jumped up and patted his back as another mage walked in.

"Oh, good," Vale said briskly. "I need a permanent portal. Nathe will sign anything that requires it, but I want a portal between my home here in Neverwinter and a location on another world in a parallel universe."

The mage nodded. "Can you give me visuals?"

"Of course." Vale took the small mirror from the mage and summoned an image of the living room in Neverwinter. The mage murmured something.

"The other end?" the mage asked.

Vale summoned an image of the living room in their new home in Tokyo. "The world is called Earth."

The mage nodded again. "You'll have it by tonight. How many keys?"

Vale thought quickly. "Make it a dozen, and all to me, if you will."

The mage nodded again and left. Vale turned back to Yuji, his green eyes dark with lust. Without taking his eyes off Yuji, Vale began to strip, pausing to run his hands over his pierced nipples as he shed his tunic.

"The raid should be fun. There's about a half dozen Luskan bastards holed up in a slum house in the Back Alley. Odds are they'll have a few traps set, but nothing we can't handle, and smart gold says they'll fight rather than surrender. And they almost always bring a Hosttower mage." Vale grinned wickedly as he took his time unlacing his breeches, making sure that Yuji got a good look at the bulge straining the laces. "It's going to be fast and furious, and you'll love it."

Vale slid out of his breeches and sauntered into the bedchamber, his hips swaying provocatively, knowing that Yuji would follow.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Vale screamed so loudly that Yuji's ears rang, and it was all Yuji could do to keep Vale on the desk as the elf's head came up. Vale's back arched so sharply that for a fraction of a moment Yuji feared it would snap. Vale used the brief distraction to shove his hips backward, slamming Yuji's cock into his prostate again, and the elf screamed even louder as he spilled, cum pooling on the carpet beneath the desk. Vale's ass clenched around Yuji's cock so hard that Yuji bit back a scream of his own, relishing the utter abandon of Vale's release.

Yuji managed a couple of thrusts before his balls drew up, and he filled Vale's ass with spurt after spurt of cum. Vale was shuddering and moaning non-stop beneath him as Yuji ground himself into Vale's ass, the tight passage milking him dry. Then Vale collapsed in a boneless heap on the desk, mewling with bliss as Yuji let himself slump forward to lean on Vale's back. It took a few minutes before Vale could find his voice.

"Oh, fuck, Yuji, that was amazing," Vale managed, his voice raw from his screams. "Do you think the entire Cloaktower heard that?" The elf did not sound displeased by the notion.

"Probably," Yuji chuckled as he eased his cock out of Vale's ass, pausing to stroke the reddened cheeks before he pulled up his boxers and jeans.

Vale laid on the desk for a moment longer before his managed to get his elbows underneath himself, and lever himself up a bit. His ass ached just the right side of painful, and even the bruises on his hips from the edge of the desk felt delicious. Yuji wrapped an arm around Vale, and helped him to stand, Vale muttering a quick cleaning cantrip to deal with the mess on the rug before twisting around to steal a kiss from Yuji. Then Vale reached for his breeches, and groaned in dismay.

"Oh, fuck a balor." Vale looked at the ruin of the breeches, and shook his head. "Kiss a fucking glabrezu, why didn't I ever learn that fucking mending cantrip?" Vale took a deep breath and bellowed, "Nathe!"

The moon elf stuck his head in the door. "Yes?"

"Tell me you learned that mending cantrip Sand uses all the time," Vale demanded.

Nathe shrugged. "Sorry, not my school of magic."

Vale glared at his second. "I'd terminate your job if I hadn't expressly forbidden myself from firing you," he grumbled.

"No, you wouldn't," Nathe countered, digging a spare pair of breeches out of a cabinet. "You'd have to come back to work if you did."

"Fucking moon elves," Vale retorted. "Always right all of the time."

Vale grabbed the new breeches and hopped on his desk, toeing off his tall boots and discarding the ruined breeches. He slid on the new pair, laced them deftly, pulled his boots back on, and nodded to Nathe, who left briefly to send in Antha.

Vale pulled Yuji into a passionate kiss, nibbling Yuji's plump lower lip, his green eyes fluttering closed briefly as Yuji returned the kiss, plundering Vale's mouth as he fisted his hand in Vale's hair, tugging the elf's head back a bit.

Antha made a small choking sound as she walked in, and the pile of parchment in her arms slid out of control and fell onto the floor. She dropped to her knees and started gathering them up, her cheeks red. Nathe had followed her and he sighed as he knelt to help her gather the scattered sheets.

Vale broke the kiss and looked at the stack with trepidation. "All that?" he asked, and the sheer horror in his voice made Yuji chuckle even as he rubbed Vale's back. Vale buried his head in Yuji's shoulder, his eyes tightly closed.

"You have been gone a while," Nathe pointed out mildly.

"Is my resignation in that pile?" Vale mumbled.

Antha looked shocked. "Of course not, Captain, sir!"

"Oh, fuck me," Vale moaned again, and Yuji burst out laughing as he hugged his elf.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Vale wriggled backward a bit, snugging his ass more firmly into Yuji's groin. The sky was still dark, and Vale guessed that he had perhaps an hour before dawn. Hikaru was sleeping later these days, and Vale was happy to have the extra time in bed with Yuji, time he frequently occupied much the way he was now, soliciting a quick fuck. In fact, Yuji's cock was nicely hard and Vale gave another contented wiggle.

"We'll never make it to the Cloaktower if you keep doing that," Yuji mumbled, his face buried in Vale's shoulder.

Vale chuckled. "Not even a very quick fuck?"

Yuji snorted. "You, a'maelamin, don't know the meaning of the word 'quick'." Yuji did press his cock a little more firmly against Vale's ass, though, and the elf shifted his leg a bit to make access easier. Yuji gave up pretending not to be interested, and gripped Vale's hip tightly as he breached Vale's ass in a quick thrust.

Vale moaned and pressed backward onto Yuji's cock, his own cock hard and eager as he wrapped his slim fingers around it and stroked in time with Yuji's lazy thrusts. Yuji had reached around underneath Vale and was tugging on one nipple ring while nibbling Vale's ear, and the combination of sensations was devastatingly effective. Vale was moaning almost non-stop as Yuji shifted slightly and found the elf's prostate.

"Oh... Fuck, Yuji! Don't stop," Vale moaned, stroking his cock harder as light exploded behind his eyes. He tilted his head back, turning his face into Yuji until he was able to reach Yuji's ear, and he scraped his teeth along the shell, dragging a muffled howl from his husband. Yuji thrust harder into Vale's ass, and Vale felt the heat in his belly release as he spilled into the sheets, his ass spasming around Yuji's cock. Vale bit a pillow to keep from screaming the house awake when he felt Yuji's teeth sink into his shoulder, Yuji's cum a hot geyser in his ass as he ground himself down on that wonderful cock.

Vale shuddered happily, the last waves of his orgasm riding him as he felt Yuji lick the spot he had bitten. "See, that was quick," Vale snickered, giving a last grind of his ass against Yuji's groin.

"You're going to be the death of me one day," Yuji retorted, but his voice was bright with love and Vale sighed happily as he wriggled off Yuji's cock.

Vale turned around to face Yuji, nibbling at Yuji's plump lips and letting Yuji plunder his mouth. When Yuji finally let Vale breathe, Vale gave him a radiant grin. "Are you really going to come with me to the Cloaktower today?"

"Of course I am. I want to see where you work, and what you do." Yuji gave Vale a last kiss and then slapped the elf's pert ass. "I'm so fucking glad Sand had these showers put in all the bedrooms. Let's get cleaned up, love, and get breakfast ready."

Breakfast was cheerful and full of laughter, and Vale had himself in fits of giggles as he fed Hikaru a bit of rice soaked in soup. Hikaru seemed puzzled but intrigued by this new feeding technique and even Willow could not help but laugh at their antics. Sand offered to clean up from breakfast with Satoshi, and Vale gave HIkaru a last nuzzle and kiss, scooped up Aika for a kiss and a hug, and ruffled Ryuu's hair and kissed him as well. Ryuu tried to act annoyed, but wound up giggling at Vale.

"Let's go, love," Yuji finally said, tugging a laughing Vale out the door. They walked over to the gate that led from the Merchant Quarter to the Blacklake District hand in hand, Yuji still marveling a little at how easily the people of this world accepted two men openly showing their love. It was one thing Yuji would miss about Neverwinter, and one of the reasons he was looking forward to having a permanent portal between Tokyo and Neverwinter, that and being able to see Sora hibaba at will. Sand had made sure that Sora knew she was expected to use the house in Neverwinter whenever she wanted a break from Evereska, and Beredir was more than happy to look after things otherwise.

Vale walked into the Cloaktower, still holding Yuji's hand, and Yuji was astonished at the change in his elf. Several younger men in Cloaktower robes saluted Vale smartly, and he nodded and returned the gesture as though it had been expected.

"Is Nathe in his office?" Vale asked one of the mages, a tall human woman with deep brown eyes and tanned skin.

"He is, Captain... Councilor... sir," the mage finished, blushing. "Sorry, sir, I can't get used to your new title."

Vale looked at her, a pale eyebrow raised. "I prefer Captain, if you need a title." He did not give her time to launch into a fresh spate of apologies. "I need someone in my office immediately who can open a permanent portal. I'll collect Nathe myself on the way, and you can see to it that anything I urgently need to see is brought up for my review." Vale paused. "I do mean urgent. Requisitions for additional smallclothes will be tossed into the nearest brazier." Vale nodded in dismissal and turned to Yuji. "Sorry about that. I'd be up to my ass in paperwork otherwise, and Antha is far too impressed with my supposed importance to think I might want to delegate the small shit."

Vale and Yuji walked up the curving staircase that wound its way up the tower. They went up what had to have been five floors before Vale turned off the stairs and crossed to a beautifully carved oak door. Vale opened it unceremoniously and stuck his head in, speaking to an elf seated at a large desk, an elf who looked familiar to Yuji.

"My office, Nathe," Vale said, and Yuji looked surprised when the other elf just waved a hand at Vale, shooing him away as he continued to write furiously.

Vale led Yuji into a large office, with several tall bookcases crammed with books and scrolls, and a very large desk made of a richly brown wood, inlaid with intricate designs in a lighter wood and mithral. A neat pile of parchments sat on one corner, and another stack was bound with a silk ribbon. There was a crystal inkwell, several quills and a pot of sealing wax next to a large alabaster seal. Yuji looked at the impressive desk, bemused by how neat it was, and then struck by how delicious Vale would look bent over that desk with his ass in the air. Yuji felt himself harden a little, and then he blushed as the door opened to admit Nathe, holding a fresh stack of parchment tied with a ribbon. Nathe dropped that pile on the first ribbon-bound pile.

"Copies of all the orders and requisitions you've signed since Ches," Nathe said calmly. "Take them with you when you leave."

Vale looked at the stacks of parchment balefully. "Did someone open a link to Oghma's fucking library? I'm sure I don't need to read all of that."

Nathe looked at Vale calmly. "Yes, actually, you do. And please do not tell me to go bugger a balor. I've had Lord Nevalle breathing down my neck for nearly a year, and I'm about ready to shove a fireball up the ass of the next person who reminds me that I'm not you."

Vale looked at the first sheet of parchment in the new pile. "You sign my name better than I do," Vale remarked. "It'll get better. I'm having a permanent portal established between my house here in Neverwinter and the house on the other world. The only person in this fucking place who gets a portal key is you, and I'll leave you my express orders to that effect to shove up Nevalle's ass when he whines at you."

Nathe grinned. "Much appreciated. The alternative was to summon a balor for real, in Lord Nevalle's bedchamber."

Vale snorted. "I'd pity the balor." He shot Nathe a look. "Do me a favor, Nathe."

"Oh, this never ends well," Nathe drawled.

"Antha's on her way up with more fucking paper, and I asked her to find someone to establish the portal for me. Stall them a bit?" Vale grinned, and Nathe sighed.

"Fine. It'll feel like old times, when you and Master Sand had just met." Nathe shook his head and left, closing the door almost all the way.

Vale turned to Yuji, his eyes heated. "I have a bedchamber through those doors." Vale gestured at a set of doors that Yuji had not even noticed.

"Who needs a bed?" Yuji growled. "Turn around and bend over."

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Sand buried himself to the hilt in Satoshi's sweet ass, his balls snug against the pale cheeks. He held himself there for a moment, Satoshi's scream of pleasure echoing in his ears and he leaned forward to suck another livid mark on Satoshi's other shoulder, his teeth scraping along the skin and the metallic taste of blood teasing his tongue as he sucked harder.

"Mm, I love to see you marked as mine," Sand growled, feeling Satoshi shiver under him. The pause while Sand marked Satoshi had given him time to adjust to Sand's cock, and now Sand drew back until only the head of his cock remained in Satoshi's ass before he paused again. Satoshi mewled and tried to shift backwards, but Sand's strong hands had his hips, and the elf held him in place easily.

"Oh, no, not quite so soon," Sand chuckled, his voice a throaty purr that sent shivers up Satoshi's spine. "I think I want to make this last." Sand pushed in just a little and then withdrew, repeating the shallow thrusts until Satoshi was all but incoherent with frustration, moaning nonstop as he tried to slam backward onto Sand's cock.

"Tell me, cormamin. Tell me what you want," Sand instructed, his hands holding Satoshi in place easily, the arcane power flowing through him making him so much stronger than normal.

Satoshi whined a little, and Sand pulled back a bit more. "Please," Satoshi moaned. "I want you to fuck me until I forget my name, and then I want you to name me all over again. I want to lose everything in your arms except the knowledge that I'm yours."

Sand shivered as he heard Satoshi's words, his heart overflowing with love for his husband. In all the many worlds and planes of the multiverse, there could not exist anyone who so perfectly fit his soul as Satoshi did. But right now, Satoshi did not need this tender side of Sand.

"Is that all?" Sand purred. "Very well, let me see what I can do." Without warning, Sand slammed forward, driving Satoshi forward as well as he buried his cock in Satoshi's ass as far as it could go. Sand set the pace hard and fast, and aside from Satoshi's delirious howls, the only sound was flesh slapping against flesh. Sand reached around Satoshi and pulled him upright, one hand twisting Satoshi's nipple ring sharply while Sand nipped at the nape of Satoshi's neck, all the while pounding into Satoshi's ass, his arm around Satoshi's waist. The cock ring prevented Satoshi from spilling, but he screamed as a powerful orgasm ripped through him from the relentless assault on his prostate, and Sand howled as his balls drew up sharply, his cum filling Satoshi's ass yet again.

Satoshi sagged forward, shuddering, and Sand eased him down onto the mattress, panting as the last waves of pleasure rippled along his nerves. Sand slid his cock out of Satoshi carefully, watching as Satoshi twitched a little and mewled, his cock still erect thanks to the cock ring. Sand reached over for the Elverquisst, pouring a goblet full, and he helped Satoshi to sit up enough to drink, nibbling on Satoshi's pierced lower lip when he was done drinking. Then Sand reached down and stroked Satoshi's aching cock, teasing the cleft behind the head with a finger. Satoshi whined a little, desperate for release, but Sand decided it was not quite time.

Instead, Sand eased Satoshi down onto his back and straddled him, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at the man sprawled beneath him. Sand reached for the lube, not wanting Satoshi to be chafed, and smeared a little across the head of his cock. He lined Satoshi's cock up with his own tight pucker, and lowered himself onto Satoshi's cock in a single fluid thrust as Satoshi howled, his eyes rolling up in his head as his cock was swallowed up in the heat of Sand's ass. Sand rode him eagerly, grinding himself down and reveling in the feel of Satoshi filling him, loving the slight burn from being unprepared. Satoshi's cock rode Sand's prostate with every thrust, and Sand's cock swelled as the heat built in his belly, coiled and waiting for release.

Sand waited until he felt the tingling in his balls that signaled the approach of his own orgasm, and he leaned back, reaching behind and beneath him to open the cock ring and free Satoshi. Another couple of thrusts, and Sand howled as he came, his cum spattering Satoshi's chest and his ass tightening around his husband sharply. Satoshi screamed, his hips bucking wildly, and his long delayed orgasm rocked him as spurt after spurt of cum filled Sand's ass, the spasming of that tight passage milking him dry. Satoshi's eyes fluttered closed, and he relaxed utterly as he drifted in a haze of fucked-out bliss.

[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Satoshi moaned, his cheeks flaming, but Sand's breath was hot against his ear as the elf murmured, "Oh, cormamin, you have no idea how much that pleases me, to think I can have such an effect on you." Sand chuckled wickedly. "Now I want you all the more."

Sand hooked his thumbs in the waistband of Satoshi's boxers and slid them down, tossing them towards the laundry basket with a slightly feral growl. Sand turned Satoshi around and dropped to his knees, licking Satoshi's belly and cock clean, savoring his husband's cum. Satoshi moaned again, but this moan was full of heat, and his cock began to stiffen again as Sand ran his tongue slowly up the length of Satoshi's shaft before curling around the head. Sand chuckled again as Satoshi's cock twitched, and he stood, grinding his own fierce erection, still trapped behind his tight jeans, into Satoshi's cock.

Sand was achingly hard, and ready to burst himself, but he knew he needed to prepare Satoshi a little, and he forced himself to reach into his jeans pocket for the tube of lube they had all taken to carrying. He turned Satoshi around and pushed his torso down onto the bed, moving Satoshi's legs apart, his lubed fingers plunging into Satoshi's ass and thrusting firmly. Satoshi mewled at the intrusion, pushing his ass back to drive himself further onto those long fingers, Sand's free hand gripping his hip hard enough to leave marks.

"Seldarine, Satoshi, you're so tight, my heart," Sand groaned. Sand's cock was throbbing, and he let go of Satoshi's hip long enough to fumble open the waistband of his jeans and undo the zipper so he could free his weeping cock from the tight boxers he had on underneath. Satoshi mewled when he heard the zipper, his ass in the air and his tight hole quivering in anticipation of Sand's thick cock. As Sand smeared a little lube across the head of his own weeping cock, Satoshi realized that they were surrounded by a soft violet glow, the air heavy with potential, a slight tang of ozone tickling his nostrils.

Then Satoshi howled as Sand breached him, the head of his cock pushing past that still tight puckered ring and rubbing along his prostate as Sand pushed himself forward, seating himself fully in Satoshi's ass with his balls pressed against his husband's cheek. Sand leaned forward, draping himself across Satoshi's back as one hand sought a pierced nipple, twisting the ring sharply enough to make Satoshi cry out. At the same time, Sand withdrew until just the head of his cock remained in Satoshi's ass, and then he slammed forward, Satoshi's ass reddening where the elf slapped against it. There were fireworks going off behind Satoshi's eyes as Sand ravaged his prostate, the sensation just the right side of painful, and Satoshi screamed in ecstasy.

Sand fisted his hand in Satoshi's hair and pulled him upright, his other arm wrapping around Satoshi's waist to hold him firmly as Sand continued to pound Satoshi's ass. Satoshi was mewling nonstop, the thick cock nearly splitting him in two as he bucked backward to seek even more. Sand's teeth latched on to the golden skin of Satoshi's shoulder, and he worried a livid mark into the tender flesh, licking where he had bitten to soothe it. Sand could feel his balls tightening, the heavy sac drawing up, and he buried himself to the hilt in Satoshi's sweet ass, feeling his cum explode like magma in the tight passage as he screamed, sparks of raw powers dancing along his skin and Satoshi's harmlessly.

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[Sandcastles and Fireworks]

Erion touched the silver chains that appeared around his neck and wrists, looking at Tatsuya steadily, his eyes bright with love. "I am your companion, in this world and in the outer world, and I will take my place at your side." Erion lifted his chin proudly, and claimed a kiss from Tatsuya, gentle and loving, before turning his attention to Hidarime as he writhed at Tatsuya's side.

Erion lifted himself off Migime's thick cock, his ass feeling almost painfully empty as he stood, his own cock still rock hard and weeping precum. Hidarime was watching Erion, amber eyes hot and almost feral as his forked tongue flickered out to lick his lips. The dragon moved toward Erion, but the elf frowned slightly and held up a hand. Hidarime growled a little, deep in his throat, but those odd shadows rose up in Erion's eyes, and Hidarime tilted his face up for a kiss instead, whispering, "Master."

Erion fisted his hand in Hidarime's mane of royal blue hair, taking the offered kiss and accepting the dragon's submission. Then Erion guided Hidarime's head to his cock, moaning in pleasure as the forked tongue curled around the shaft and swiped across the head of his cock, Hidarime savoring the taste of Erion's precum with relish. Erion yanked Hidarime off his cock after a few swipes of that long and talented tongue, though, knowing that he needed to claim Hidarime fully. Hidarime turned, presenting his ass to Erion, and Erion lined his cock up with Hidarime's puckered hole, shoving in and burying himself in the searing heat of the dragon's ass with a howl of conquest.

Erion wrapped his hands around the blue-scaled hips and slammed himself into Hidarime's ass, the dragon's scream as he was claimed driving Erion into a frenzy. He fucked the willing dragon hard and fast, growling low in his throat, the tightness of Hidarime's passage pushing Erion on. He could feel the waves of love and approval from Tatsuya as he asserted his victory, Hidarime's breathing harsh and erratic as the elf plundered his ass, pounding the dragon's prostate with his fierce thrusts. Hidarime's head reared back, and the dragon roared as he spilled his cum onto the mattress, his ass closing around Erion's cock tightly enough to hurt. It was Erion's turn to scream his triumph to the sky as he finally came, filing Hidarime's ass with thick spurts that he thought would never end, his arm wrapping around the dragon's waist to hold him upright as Erion shuddered through the exquisite pleasure.

Sated, Erion released Hidarime, letting the dragon curl up beside Tatsuya, amber eyes half lidded. Erion watched as Tatsuya rode Migime's thick cock, Hidarime's tongue snaking out to lap at Tatsuya's cock as Erion leaned in to claim Tatsuya's mouth, his tongue dancing with Tatsuya's, neither seeking mastery. Tatsuya howled then, his balls drawing up and his hot cum spattering both Hidarime and Erion as Migime howled and filled Tatsuya's ass with his own cum. Erion scooped up Tatsuya's cum from his chest, and licked his fingers clean, his eyes dark with lust as Tatsuya pulled him back into the kiss to taste himself on Erion's tongue. Erion's knees buckled then, and he sank gracefully to the mattress, his arms around Tatsuya's neck and his heart as light as a feather.

Sand and Satoshi shivered as they watched the young couple in front of them, the firelight turning them golden and glorious as they writhed. Satoshi had seen this before, when Kansas had retreated to his inner world, his dragons taking away the pain of the real world with frenzied couplings. Sand had witnessed it as well, when he had breached the inner sanctum of a dying young god and fought to bring him back from the brink. Now, Sand and Satoshi could only watch in wonder as Erion carved out his place in that world, and Sand watched as blood trickled briefly down Erion's side, only to vanish a few moments later. Sand smiled, his hand tightening around Satoshi's, and he felt the tension leave his muscles, the power he had gathered uncoiling and fading back into the telkiira as the violet glow faded.

"They are bound, and Erion has claimed his place at Tatsuya's side," Sand said. He looked at Satoshi, seeing the same burning desire in his husband's eyes as he felt. Watching Kansas and Erion had been unbelievably erotic, the slim muscled bodies intertwined and their screams of pleasure driving Sand almost to the brink more than once. His voice was thick when he spoke again. "We should wake them, and get them upstairs."

Satoshi reached out and stroked Kansas's cheek, his eyes wet as he considered how far the imp had come. Erion's eyes flickered open, and the smile that curled his lips was beautiful as he looked at Satoshi with pure love in those beringed eyes. Erion turned to look at Kansas, and his expression changed to one of utter belonging and wonderment. Kansas's eyes flew open as well, stormy and dark, and he looked at Erion with unbridled love.

Sand poured four more glasses of Elverquissst and handed them around, raising his in a toast. "May your bond endure until time itself ceases to be."

Four glasses touched, and they drank down the liqueur, and then Sand rose, all elven grace, his eyes heated as he held out his hand to Satoshi. "I think our bedrooms call, do they not? Come, cormamin, and let me love you."