Dancing In the Shadows
-Original RP-
by
Shuuki and Pookie
Chapter
8: Another Journey
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There seems no end to the rain. Sheets of icy water blur the features of
the stately maze of
The sudden strike of thunder shatters the stillness of the young man's
mind, his sense of reality returning in a rush. After a rapid glance around, he
quickly realizes the storm will not end soon. In a panic, he considers his
unconscious charge...
RB: *frantically
tries to think, not knowing how or even where to move Chanserv* *suddenly
remembers his unlikely allies in the Palace*
RB: *tries to
summon the twins, all his conflicting emotions raging* Jean-Louis! Sylvain! To
me! *focuses all the power he can spare in calling the twins*
RB: *collapses on
Chanserv, breathing heavily* *slowly rises and drags his still-unconscious
lover off the cold grass and onto the patio bench* *tries to wait patiently for
the arrival of the twins*
After what seems to be an eternity, two forms make their way through the
icy rain and into the dark maze...
RB: *notices the
twins arrive and beckons them to come closer* Come. Let us take your Master
indoors.
Twins: *move hand
in hand, parting only to support Chanserv on each shoulder*
RB: *walks in
front of the twins, considering where they can go*
RB: *suddenly
stops and points to Jean-Louis* You, go on ahead to the stables and ask for a
coach. Tell them expressly whom it is for. The coach must be ready by when we
arrive. *replaces him in carrying Chanserv and glares at him to hurry*
Jean-Louis: *looks
uncertainly at his brother*
Sylvain: *glances
at RB and back to his brother and nods firmly*
Jean-Louis: *takes
a hesitant step, then runs through the rain toward the stables*
RB: *keeps moving
forward, urging Sylvain to follow*
Jean-Louis:
*stands fidgeting with the reins of two steeds hitched to the awaiting coach*
*leads them close to the mouth of the garden as he sees RB and Sylvain emerge*
RB: *actually
smiles when he sees Jean-Louis* *with the help of Sylvain seats Chanserv in the
coach* *looks at the twins and smiles* Thank you. I do not need you anymore.
*enters the coach*
Jean-Louis:
*clings to his brother, an expression like a lost child on his face*
RB: *realizes he
is without a driver* *glances back out at the twins and motions them closer* I
need one of you to guide the coach.
Sylvain: *holds
his brother protectively and hesitates to move*
RB: *glares at the
twins and orders again, in a dangerous tone* Drive the coach. Now. I am not in
a mood for games.
Sylvain: *quickly
moves into the driver's seat and helps his brother up*
RB: *gives the
twins their destination and returns his attention to Chanserv*
RB: *casts on last
glance at
After an uneventful race across the cold, wet streets of
RB: *sits by
Chanserv's side on the large bed, a concerned look on his face as his lover
still does not wake*
Chanserv: *lies
still as death, lips tinged a blue shade despite the warmth of the bedcovers*
RB: *sighs as he
runs his finger over the cold lips* Chanserveaux...
RB: *suddenly has
an idea* *bites down on his own wrist* *puts his arm over Chanserv's mouth,
letting the fresh blood drip into it*
Chanserv: *nose
twitches*
RB: *smiles
hopefully and brings his arm down to Chanserv's mouth* Wake up...
Chanserv: *lips
part slowly to accept the sanguine treat*
RB: *lets out a
relieved sigh* Drink up...
Chanserv: *color
blooms onto his lips and cheek as he begins to lap and suck at the flow*
RB: *runs his hand
through Chanserv's hair* That's it...drink...*smiles*
Chanserv: *eyes
remain closed, uttering small, gratified noises as he drinks* *sighs RB's name*
RB: *leans over
Chanserv and gently murmurs his name while letting him drink as much as he
needs*
Chanserv: *lip
movements eventually slow until only his even breath moves past them,
bloodstained, but warm and rosy again*
RB: *a great smile
forms on his lips as he watches Chanserv's breathing* *gently deposits a soft
kiss on the warm lips*
Chanserv: *sighs
gently into RB's kiss*
RB: *holds
Chanserv close to him and closes his eyes, overjoyed to have him back*
Chanserv: *wraps
his arms about RB, pulling him suddenly down by him in the bed* *sighs and
snuggles RB to him*...RB...
RB: *snuggles
back, his eyes slowly tearing, not knowing what to say*
Chanserv: *blue eyes
suddenly emerge from beneath their thick lashes and gaze dazedly at RB for a
moment* *brings a finger up to RB's wet eyes* ...What's all this?
RB: *looks up and
gazes into Chanserv's eyes* This...is for thinking I had lost you...
Chanserv: *brushes
tears away and smiles lopsidedly* I'm right here...
RB: *looks at him
hesitantly*...Do you remember getting here? *vaguely waves his arm showing
Chanserv's own bedroom*
Chanserv: *rolls
over sluggishly to view his surroundings* ... *says simply* Oh, we're home...
RB: *smiles sadly*
Yes, thanks to the twins actually...
Chanserv: *rolls
back over on his side, facing RB* *brushes RB's hair from his face* Such good
boys…
RB: ...That was
not how I had planned on leaving
Chanserv:
*murmurs* Yes, it's a pity we had to leave so early…
RB: *reaches for
Chanserv's face with a small smile* At least it was an...intriguing stay...
Chanserv: *mumbles
vaguely as he pulls RB in for a kiss* Maybe we'll visit again someday.
RB: *gently holds
himself back and answers in a low voice* No...I don't want to visit it again...
Chanserv: *pokes
his head toward RB doggedly* *mumbles against RB's lips* As you wish...
RB: *murmurs
against his lips, preventing him from kissing him* I do wish...
Chanserv:
*redirects his efforts to RB's neck* What do you wish, fledgling?
RB: *suppresses a
light moan* I wish...to know you...
Chanserv: *pulls
back to face RB, blinking fuzzily*
RB: *puts his hand
over Chanserv's heart* I wish to know who hides in you...
Chanserv: *stares
at RB quietly for a few moments - an expression as if he were solving an
equation*
RB: *simply
watches Chanserv, waiting for an answer*
Chanserv: *brings
a few fingers to his temple and rubs, face paling again* My head
aches...*chuckles weakly* Isn't that curious? A vampire with a headache...
RB: *smiles sadly
at Chanserv but doesn’t say a word*
Chanserv: *looks
at RB apologetically* Might I trouble you for another draught, little one?
RB: Of
course...*smiles and offers Chanserv his wrist*
Chanserv: *rubs
his cheek briefly against the skin, inhaling deeply* *sinks his fangs
delicately into the small wrist*
RB: *inhales
deeply as he feels his blood being drawn*
Chanserv: *sighs
as his body sheds its tension and his pulse quickens with the intoxicating
taste of RB's blood*
Chanserv: *before
either realizes, he is planting sensuous kisses along RB's arm*
RB: *looks at
Chanserv, eyes wide in surprise*
Chanserv: *hand is
suddenly in RB's hair, as his mouth continues up along his neckline*
RB: *tries to fight
the sensations rising in him**mumbles very low* ..Stop...
Chanserv:
*explores the length of RB's slender form with his hand, pulling and coaxing RB
toward delight*
RB: *let out a
small moan under Chanserv's soft touch* *suddenly opens his eyes wide and tries
to push Chanserv back*
Chanserv:
*mounting hunger dominates his every movement as he snakes his hands beneath
RB's fresh bedclothes*
Chanserv: *spreads
his open palm over RB's chest, furtively brushing rising nipples*
RB: *moans
plaintively, trying to move away from Chanserv touch* Stop...
Chanserv: *sucks
sharply along RB's strained neck, brushing his fingers lower over his stomach
and between his legs*
RB: *suddenly
gathers all his remaining strength and violently pushes Chanserv off him* Stop!
Chanserv: *desire
lingers in his wide eyes as he looks up at his lover*
RB: *breathes
heavily as he looks at Chanserv* *says in a low yet firm tone* No...
Chanserv: *blinks
at RB as if he has never heard that word*
RB: *slowly
catches his breath and keeps looking at Chanserv, a hint of defiance in his
eyes*
Chanserv:
*expression changes to amusement* No, eh?
Chanserv: *pins RB
to the sheets with blinding swiftness*
RB: *glares up at
Chanserv* No.
Chanserv: *bears
his fangs in a delighted grin* Fine, we will play your little game, RB.
Chanserv: *attacks
RB's neck like a viper*
RB: *swiftly
strikes at Chanserv’s face*
Chanserv: *catches
RB's hand*
Chanserv: *smiles*
And I thought you'd tired of such violent bedgames, dear one.
RB: *glares and
answer in a cold voice* If you do this, you are no better than them...
Chanserv: *smile
drops from his lips* ....You...you are serious...aren't you?
RB: *his glare
does not change* Dead serious...
Chanserv: *fumbles
for words* .... You must forgive me then... I did…do not understand...*smiles
defeatedly* My… it has been...a while since I apologized to anyone.
RB: *expression
softens into a small smile as he watches Chanserv stumble for words*
...Apology...accepted.
Chanserv:
*straightens in an attempt to recover some face* *feigns a pout* You don't find
me attractive any longer?
RB: *smiles* You
are the most beautiful flower I have ever seen.
Chanserv: *touches
RB's face gently, genuinely touched by his words*
Chanserv: ...Warm...
RB: *puts his hand
over Chanserv's*
Chanserv: *bows
slightly and smiles* Then, may I be permitted to kiss you, dear sir?
Chanserv: Your
delight is my service. *bows again*
RB: *looks at
Chanserv with disbelief* *smiles and blushes*
RB: *nods his head
ever so lightly* You may...
Chanserv: *kisses
the top of RB's hand* *smiles charmingly and asks* May I kiss you again, fair
sir?
RB: *smiles grows
wider* You may, dear sir.
Chanserv: *leans
gracefully forward and tilts his head, placing a tender kiss on RB's lips*
RB: *kisses back
just as tenderly*
Chanserv: *draws
back reluctantly* I thank you, dear sir. *bows*
RB: *bows his
head* I thank you...
Chanserv:
*repeats* Your pleasure is my service. *can't resist adding a wink to the end*
RB: *starts
laughing merrily*
Chanserv: What is his lordship's pleasure this
evening?
RB: *considers
Chanserv* My wish is to know what you keep hidden. But I will not ask it of
you. *sighs* Until then... I ask nothing...
Chanserv: *regards
the play of emotion on RB's young face* ...RB...My existence rotates about you as
the earth does the sun. Shall I regale you with tales of my travels? If you
wish. But my vision is brightest when I look toward the centuries that span
before us...
RB: *puts his hand
to his heart* Is it wrong of me to be jealous? Is it wrong of me to be scared?
To want to know what haunts you? What painful memories you hide? *sighs* Maybe
I should only look to the future...
Chanserv:
*something like frustration surfaces and recedes in his eyes* *instead, drops
his chin in one hand and props it on his crossed legs* *smirks* Might I remind
his lordship whose name he uttered the evening we first coupled?
RB: *looks at
Chanserv, his face expressionless* I am quite aware of what I did. I have
always lived in the past and find it hard to consider my new future. *lowers
his head in apology* I am sorry for that. I never meant to...
Chanserv: Now,
now...no need for that. *tilts up RB's chin* You are mine and nothing you utter
can alter it. You delight me at every turn, with every word, no matter what you
decide to speak.
RB: *quotes
Chanserv* "Hot and cold, like a summer storm you are."
Chanserv: *his
smile lights his eyes and spreads over his features* Indeed...
Chanserv: I will
spend an eternity unraveling your tempest, yet I hope to never solve all of its mysteries.
RB: *looks at
Chanserv for a moment and then smiles* Then I shall spend mine unraveling
yours.
Chanserv: *hugs RB
to him tightly* Forgive me if I do not ask his lordship's permission for an
embrace.
RB: *laughs and
hugs Chanserv* Just this once then.
Chanserv: *closes his
eyes and holds his kin* *a faint
tapping from outside intrudes upon the private moment*
Mephistopheles: *pecks
rapidly at the glass of the closed balcony window*
Chanserv: *looses RB
and slides out of bed* Excuse me, dear...
RB: *looks out at the
window* *eyes grow wide as he recognizes the bird* *watches Chanserv slip away
and shivers lightly*
Chanserv: *strides
over to the window and unhooks the latch*
Mephistopheles: *flaps
into the room, barley missing Chanserv's face* *flies in frantic circles near
the ceiling, squawking loudly*
RB: *steps out of bed
and watches the crow with a worried eye* *asks in a low voice* What is wrong
with him?
Chanserv:
Mephistopheles! *eyes narrow as the crow ignores his call* ...It is an omen...
Chanserv: *dashes out
onto the balcony, bouncing effortlessly from the railing to the roof*
RB: *quickly runs out
on the balcony, growing increasingly worried* *calls out to Chanserv* What is
it?
Chanserv: *stands
rigidly on the peak* *hair ripples behind him as he scents the wind and scans
the valley for torchlight*
Chanserv: ...They're
coming...
RB: ...They?
Chanserv: *drops back
down to the balcony and looks over his shoulder* Pharaoh's army is moving early
this time. They will arrive in little under an hour.
RB: *looks at the
garden below and sighs* ...What now?
Chanserv *takes RB's
chin between his fingers and smiles* Whatever his lordship wishes.
RB: *looks into
Chanserv's eyes* I...want to fly away... *moves closer to Chanserv* I want you
to show me the world... *smiles at Chanserv* You said you would...
Chanserv *leans down
to kiss his kin* *hums* Thy wish is
granted. *touches their lips together*
RB: Thank you...
*embraces Chanserv and kisses him back deeply*
Chanserv: *breaks
their kiss as Mephistopheles alights on his shoulder, croaking harshly*
RB: *looks at
Mephistopheles and tilts his head, half-laughing, half-pouting* Is your friend
coming along too?
Chanserv: *chuckles as
he ruffles the feathers beneath his beak* So eager to be rid of me my friend?
*looks back to RB* That is entirely Mephistopheles 's decision, isn't it,
Pretty?
RB: I guess so...as
long as he doesn't interrupt us... *stick his tongue out at the crow*
Mephistopheles: *flaps
a few times*
Chanserv: *chuckles
again* The crow makes a good point; it is time we moved ourselves, RB. Call
your servants and bid them pack our things.
RB: *suddenly
remembers the twins* The twins! Whatever shall we do with them?
Chanserv: *shrugs* I
shall leave that to you my dear, however, I do not think unskilled nobility
such as they would weather the trip well.
RB: Hmm… That is quite
true. *thinks for a minute* I could always send them back to the castle with
the coach?
Chanserv: *smirks* My fledgling has grown attached to his pair
of lovelies.
RB: *looks at Chanserv,
his meaning lost on the boy*
Chanserv: *repeats*
Call them to work my dear. We will decide what to do with them later.
RB: Oh right...of
course. *blushes lightly and calls for the two twins*
Chanserv: *disappears
into the house*
RB: *follows Chanserv
inside, hearing the twins approach*
Sylvain: *after a few
minutes, rushes into the room* *freezes as he sees RB*
RB: *quickly waves at
Sylvain, pointing to the closet* Pack our things quickly now. *looks around the
room sadly as Sylvain follows his order*
RB: *after a few
minutes, walks down the stairs to the main hall, Sylvain following him shortly*
*looks around for Chanserv* Chanserveaux?
Dark halls echo the sound of RB's voice…
RB: ... *walks across
the halls growing slightly more nervous* Chanserveaux?
RB: *slowly makes his
way outside towards the stables*
A murder of startled crows swarm about the boy as he heaves
open the stable door.
RB: *suddenly takes a
step back, completely startled by the crows* *mumbles something about the
number of crows in this mansion*
RB: *looks around the
stable, not finding the one he seeks* Chanserveaux?
Powerful arms wrap around RB from behind, squeezing
painfully.
RB: *jumps up in
surprise and turns around to face the person* *eyes suddenly grow very wide*
French soldier:
*pulls a gag roughly between RB's teeth with one hand*
RB: *glares at the
soldier and discreetly looks around, trying to determine how many soldiers
there are, and if any noticed Sylvain*
Soldier: *murmurs*
Good boy...not putting up a fight, eh?
RB: *tries to
smile with his gag and point his head to behind the soldier*
Soldier: *turns
reflexively to look*
Sylvain: *suddenly
spears the soldier with one of the nearby pitchforks*
Soldier: *his
captive tumbles from his arms as he's knocked to the floor* *clutches at his
wound gasping*
RB: *dusts himself
off and glares dangerously at the soldier, the smell of blood invading the
room*
RB: Now, be a good
boy and die. *smirks and lunges at the soldier, planting his teeth in the soft
flesh of his neck*
Soldier: *shudders
and chokes on his scream as he coughs up blood*
RB: *drinks the
fresh fluid eagerly*
RB: *suddenly
pulls back and drops the now empty vessel to the ground* *wipes blood away from
his mouth and resumes his search for Chanserv, paying closer attention to his
surroundings*
Chanserv: *stands
in the courtyard under the clearing skies, white roses flowing over his arms
and spilling onto the ground about him*
Chanserv: *the
moon emerges from behind the clouds, illuminating the bower in his arms with a
ghostly light*
RB: *arrives in
the courtyard and gasps as he sees Chanserv and the flowers under the
moonlight*
RB: *stares at
Chanserv, his eyes slowly tearing up, unable to say anything else in front of
such beauty* Chanserveaux...
Chanserv: *seems
as if he has picked the garden clean, knicks and scratches on his hands weeping
red under the cloak of delicate blossoms* *smiles softly* A parting gift...
Chanserv: …You may
have loved them more in one night than I ever did these past 50 years...
RB: *crosses the
courtyard and embraces Chanserv, tears decorating the wild array of roses
around them* Thank you...
The heady scent of roses rises about them as RB crushes the blossoms between their bodies…
RB: *takes a
flower and gently pricks his finger on it, tainting it red* *offers Chanserv
the flower* I would never have loved them if it weren't for you...
Chanserv:
*releases the flowers to the ground as he accepts the gift* *brings it to his
nose and drinks in the hybrid fragrance*
Chanserv: *takes RB by the
hand and leads him to the house* Come my love, it is time we were away. *laughs
to himself* Simon will be furious when he sees the garden tomorrow.
RB: *glances back
at the trail of roses behind them and smiles* The garden will bloom again.
*holds himself close to Chanserv*
Chanserv: *smiles*
True. *asks as they reach the door* Have your darlings prepared us?
RB: *nods* Yes,
they did. Sylvain even helped serve a small snack. *looks lightly embarrassed*
I fear I was too greedy...
Chanserv: *licks
his lips absently* No matter, I have already dined well tonight. *thumbs RB's
wrist and smirks*
Chanserv:
*examines the small trunk and satchels Sylvain has prepared*
Sylvain: *stands
around nervously, not looking straight at Chanserv*
Chanserv: *turns
as Jean-Louis leads a pair of saddled mares toward them*
Chanserv: *shrugs
into a heavy coat and holds the arms of a second for RB*
RB: *lets Chanserv
help him with the coat*
Jean-Louis: *holds
the horses steady as Sylvain skirts around them with the luggage and fixes it
to the saddles*
Chanserv: *mounts
his steed gracefully*
RB: *follows
Chanserv lead and mounts his horse, casting one last glance around*
Chanserv: *assess
the sky as his mount dances under him* There are a few hours till dawn
yet...four, maybe less.
RB: *looks at
Chanserv* I guess we should hurry then...
Chanserv: Say
farewell to your toys RB, and to
RB: *looks around
and smiles sadly* I think I shall miss some of it. *looks at the twins* I
wonder what will happen to them. *laughs*
Chanserv: *glances
at Jean-Louis, clinging to Sylvain's sleeve in the doorway*
Chanserv:
*suddenly spurs his horse toward the
RB: *glances at Chanserv
and smiles* *urges his horse to follow and calls out to the night behind him* Adieu
The pair flies down the valley toward the river road, the last night of
the full moon lighting their way…
Chanserv: *gallops
easily, his freshly braided hair whipping behind him*
RB: *calls out as
he guides his horse alongside of Chanserv* Where are we headed?
Chanserv: *calls
back over the din of pounding hooves* To
RB: *leans lightly
on his horse, feeling the powerful muscles under him* *whispers to the horse*
Then fly for me! *spurs his horse faster and laughs*
Chanserv: *deep
laughter follows RB* You think you can beat me there?
RB: *glances over
his shoulder and sticks his tongue out at Chanserv*
Chanserv: *urges
horse forward, pulling a head past RB's*
RB: *grins as he
directs his horse closer to Chanserv's, forcing him ever so slowly off the
road*
Chanserv:
*viper-quick, whacks the nose of RB's horse with his crop*
RB: *as his horse
shakes his head at the sting, pulls away from Chanserv* No fair!
Chanserv: *smirks
at RB mischievously* Oh? And running me off the road was?
RB: *smiles back
innocently* I was simply guiding your horse, not hitting it.
Chanserv: *teases*
You play dirty, young gentleman.
RB: *shrugs* We
shall see who wins then. *winks at Chanserv and sends his horse in a wild
gallop*
Chanserv: *smiles
and allows RB to pull ahead*
RB: *glances
behind him and wonders why Chanserv is letting him go ahead* *decides not to
think too much on it*
The pair rides in silence on the deserted road. A half hour slips by and
RB's horse is drenched in a dark sweat…
RB: *realizing his
horse is getting tired, slows her down* *pats the horse and murmurs gently to
it* *looks sheepishly back at Chanserv* Oops?
Chanserv: *gives
RB a sidelong look* Tsk tsk. She deserves better treatment than that, poor
girl. No complaints from myself though; you've given me the race! *smiles
happily*
RB: She is a good
girl. I didn't mean to push her like that...It's just I've never really been
able to race like that. It's so... *smiles as he tries to find the right word*
RB: *gives up
trying to find his word and just laughs* It's so something. *smiles happily at Chanserv*
Chanserv: *turns
his smile toward RB* There is nothing quite like a race among the desert sands
on the back of an Arabian stallion. Rhyme and reason are lost to the thrill of
the race and the pride of the clan. *chuckles* And there's nothing like
convincing a chieftain to race at night.
RB: *drinks in
Chanserv's words, completely entranced* *glances longingly at the skies ahead*
That sounds wonderful...
Chanserv: You
would do well there.
RB: You think?
Chanserv: Of
course.
RB: Maybe one day?
*gazes hopefully at Chanserv*
Chanserv: *smiles and
repeats* Of course.
RB: *blushes
lightly and looks ahead, a great smile on his face*
Chanserv: *heart
thumps in his chest as he catches RB's expression: eyes sparkling and hair
swept back and free from his face*
RB: *only sees the
empty stretch of road ahead of him and all the possibilities it holds*
With dawn on their heels the hunted pair sprints the last mile to
RB: *slows his
horse down as they cross the soon-to-awaken town* Chanserv? Where should we go
now?
Chanserv: We
haven't time to be choosy, love. We will take the first inn we can find. *picks
his way through the cobbled streets, searching for an establishment*
RB: We will stay
in an inn then? *follows Chanserv, his eyes searching the many stores and
shops*
Chanserv: We do
not want to leave a trail for our pursuers; better to blend into the mixed
pallet of the middle class for the time being.
Chanserv:
*dismounts as they arrive at a non-descript inn, faint light emanating from its
thick windows*
Chanserv: *hands
his reins to RB* Take them round to the stable, RB. If the stable hand is still
sleeping you will have to rub them down yourself. I will take the luggage and
order a room.
RB: You mean I
can't wake them? *sighs and takes the reins slowly making his way towards the
stables*
Chanserv: *shakes
his head, amused* So spoiled that one...
Chanserv: *raps on
the front door*
A plump woman cracks it and pokes her graying head through, squinting
into the dim light…
Inn Keeper:
*expression softens at the sight of the golden-haired gentleman*
Chanserv: Excuse
the late hour Madam, but I'm seeking a room for a companion and myself.
Inn Keeper:
*ushers Chanserv in with a scant polite greeting and leads him to the front
desk*
Inn Keeper:
*shoves the inn book at Chanserv and hands him a pen*
Chanserv:
*continues to smile charmingly as he takes his time signing in*
Inn Keeper:
*squints skeptically at Chanserv's elaborately scrawled signature before
showing him to his room*
Chanserv: *sets
down the luggage by the bed* Merci
beaucoup, Madam. My companion is stabling our horses. He should be at your
door momentarily.
Inn Keeper:
*grunts her acknowledgement and closes the door behind her*
RB: *arrives at
the stables and dismounts, calling out* Anyone here?
RB: *pokes his
head in and looks around* Hello? *hears a soft snoring sound from a corner*
RB: *sighs as he
spots the stable hand sleeping soundly* *turns around and leads the horses
inside smiling* Oh well...
RB: *starts unsaddling
the horses, whistling cheerfully* There you go.
RB: *looks around
for the brushes* Aha! *spots them near the sleeping boy and quietly removes
them, trying not to wake him*
RB: *proceeds to
brushing down the horses, his thoughts on the journey ahead of them*
RB: * the mares
brushed and fed, he bids them goodnight as he walks out the stables* *makes his
way back towards the door to the inn and knocks merrily*
Inn Keeper:
*cracks the door and regards the boy on her doorstep*
Inn Keeper: State
your business.
RB: Evening,
Madam. *smiles* I believe my friend has taken a room in your lovely inn. I was
just putting our horses in the stables.
Inn Keeper:
*swings the door open and turns her back on RB, indicating him to follow*
RB: *bows his head
lightly and follows her* Thank you, Madam.
Inn Keeper: *leads
RB to their room, opening the door and heading back down the hallway with only
a gruff bid goodnight*
RB: *closes the
door behind him and looks at Chanserv* She seems nice...
Chanserv: *lies on
one of the twin beds, arms crossed behind his head* *says through a yawn* Yes,
delightful.
RB: *looks at the
two beds and raises an eyebrow* *smiles and lays down in Chanserv's arms,
stifling a yawn of his own*
Chanserv: *sighs a
laugh as he holds RB to him* What would the neighbors say if I asked for a
single bed?
Chanserv: Besides,
the linens make excellent window shades.
RB: *giggles* Well
as long as no one walks in on us during the day...
Chanserv: *murmurs
about bolting the door as his eyes drift closed*
RB: What was that?
*yawns loudly and settles his head on Chanserv's chest, sleep gradually taking
him*
Chanserv: *deep
and even breath is RB's only answer as the pair fall into an exhausted slumber*
The voice of the mocking bird is joined by the muffled clatter of
activity as day begins to break…
Chanserv: *brow
creases as a dull pain stabs through his sleep*
RB: *stirs in his
sleep, murmuring incomprehensibly*
Chanserv: *slowly
opens his eyes, blinking against the glare of a bright light* *blots upright as
realization dawns on him*
RB: *is suddenly
startled awake as Chanserv sits up* What? *rubs his eyes at the painful light,
his senses awakening*
Chanserv: *draws
RB up against the headboard and wraps the blanket over his head and around his
body* Don't move!
RB: *slowly
realizes what is happening and stays still as Chanserv covers his entire body*
What about you?
Chanserv: *pulls
his coat and boots on and flips the hood over his head* *vaults over his bed
and yanks the sheets from its twin*
Chanserv: *stuffs
the fabric in the cracks of the windows, drawing the curtains as extra
protection*
Chanserv: *the
task takes a few minutes, Chanserv working with quick skill and efficiency*
Chanserv: *trudges
to the door, bolting it securely as a final touch*
RB: *upon hearing
the bolt being drawn, dares to peek out from under his covers* Chanserveaux?
Chanserv: *stands
by the bed, his breathing slowing, but making no effort to remove his coat*
Chanserv: It is
safe to come out now, fledgling.
RB: *takes off his
covers and looks around* *hurries to Chanserv's side, looking very worried* Are
you all right? *gently takes off his coat*
Chanserv:
*recoils, sucking air sharply in between his teeth* *holds his hands above RB's
head* Just a moment, dear one! I'd rather not soil my coat.
Chanserv: *slowly
brings his hands down and presents them to RB - a burned and bloody mess*
RB: *looks at
Chanserv, not understanding* *eyes water as he sees the bloodied hands of his
lover* Chanserv...I'm so sorry...
Chanserv: Shhh.
It's all right now. 'Twas my fault as much as yours. I'm old enough to recover
from wounds like this...with a bit of help if you'd be so kind.
RB: *gently takes
the hands and licks them softly, healing the burnt hands*
Chanserv: *smiles
at the sight, hating to interrupt* ...May we sit down?
RB: *looks up* Of
course.
Chanserv: *sits
down on the edge of the bed, watching his little fledgling wash his fingers like a cat*
RB: *as the last
of the fingers heal, sighs and holds a hand against his cheek*
Chanserv: *wiggles
his index finger against RB's soft cheek, brushing over the peach-fuzz hair*
Chanserv: *says
quietly* Thank you.
RB: *looks at
Chanserv's beautiful face and smiles, nodding ever so slightly and answers as
quietly* You are welcome...
Chanserv:
*continues in a low voice* I am eager to try them out now… *pulls his hand from
RB's grip, trailing his finger down RB's cheek and over his lips*
RB: *feels his
body shiver lightly under the soft touch* *gently takes the finger in his
mouth, his eyes fixed on his lover*
Chanserv: *a
pleased smile spreads over his lips* Now what can I do with you occupying my
hand like that?
RB: *smiles back
teasingly as he nibbles on the finger* You'll think of something...
Chanserv: *sighs
at RB's sharp little teeth on his sensitive new flesh*
Chanserv: *dips
his head close to RB's ear* *whispers hypnotically* I want you...
RB: *gently pulls
Chanserv onto the bed, his eyes shining with desire*
Chanserv: *sheds
his coat and tugs at RB's rumpled clothes* *runs his lips and tongue along RB's
neck*
Chanserv: *pulls
RB up into something like an embrace, raking his fingernails lightly down the
length of his back*
Chanserv: *fans
RB's moist neck with his warm breath, nipping along the tendon and behind the
ear*
RB: *feels his
entire body shiver as Chanserv's fingers trail down his sensitive back* *small
moan escapes his lips*
Chanserv: *tickles
RB's ear with a whisper* Undress me.
RB: *smiles
mischievously at those words* As you wish. *slowly runs his fingers down Chanserv's
shirt, ripping it, barely leaving a trail on the now exposed chest*
Chanserv: *slides
his fingers up RB's neck, threading them through his feathery hair and cradling
the back of his head* *hovers close to RB's lips* What am I to do with you?
RB: *says in a
small whisper still smiling* Whatever you wish...
Chanserv: *traces
RB's smile with the tip of his tongue, teasing and darting it between RB's
lips*
RB: *moans
helplessly, his tongue chasing after its lover*
Chanserv: *drags
his hands forward to RB's face, exploring it gingerly with his fingertips*
*brushes RB's lips with his own, tasting RB's impatient tongue* *grasps it
lightly between his lips and sucks*
RB: *eyes shine as
Chanserv grasps his tongue* *wraps his arm around him and pulls himself closer*
Chanserv: *lets go
of RB's tongue and kisses him briefly* *drags his teeth down RB's bottom lip,
tugging it outward before he releases* *kisses a line down RB's chin and along
his throat*
RB: *tilts his
head backward, exposing more of his neck* *lets out a long moan* *runs his hand
through Chanserv's hair and back*
Chanserv: *slides
his left hand along RB's slender waist, holding him firmly with his right,
lavishing his chest with kisses*
RB: *his lover's
name escapes his lips as his body reacts to all the kisses*
Chanserv: *pushes
him gradually back down to the pillows as his head continues lower*
Chanserv: *draws
his left hand up RB's inner thigh, sighing pleasurably as he feels RB shudder*
RB: *shudders
course through his body expectantly* *looks at Chanserv with eyes full of
desire*
Chanserv: *pauses
to gaze up at his little lover* *purrs* Do you know what I wish, fledgling?
RB: *answers in a
light voice, his lips curling into a smile* What do you want?
Chanserv: …To hear
you sigh my name; to feel your body surge beneath me as you lose yourself
within me; to blind you with pleasure so deep it is painful....
RB: *looks at
Chanserv with an almost quizzical expression for half a second and then smiles*
*nods his head lightly, his eyes never leaving Chanserv's face* Chanserveaux...
RB: *reaches up
for his face* I am always blinded with pleasure when I am at your side, my
love...
Chanserv: Then
grant my wish. *closes his mouth about the head of RB's flushed member*
RB: *gasps as he
feels Chanserv's mouth engulf him*
Chanserv: *runs
his lips down the length, taking RB in slowly*
Chanserv: *pulls
back up just as slowly, swirling his tongue about the tip as he reaches the
top*
RB: *breathing
comes in ragged breaths as he feels his body responding*
Chanserv: *holds
RB's hips, increasing pace and pressure bit by bit*
RB: *throws his
head back, thrusting his pelvis forward*
Chanserv: *his own
moan buzzes against RB's head as he deep-throats him*
RB: *grasps the
sheets as his control over his body rapidly disappears*
Chanserv:
*caresses RB's length with his tongue as he sucks, squeezing RB's hips tightly
as he bucks with each unexpected swirl*
RB: *moans, barely
able to keep control* *with a panting breath* I'm…going...to...
Chanserv: *slows
immediately*
Chanserv: *pulls
back from the whimpers of his fledgling,
kissing the tip of his upright manhood*
RB: *looks wildly
at Chanserv not understanding, his breathing still heavy*
Chanserv: *leans
backward, bracing himself on one elbow, his opposite hand rummaging in one of
the satchels by the bed*
RB: *watches
Chanserv's action with curiosity and a little frustration*
Chanserv: *sits
back up, a small jar in his hand* *says as he unscrews the lid* I don't suppose
anyone else took as much care with you...
RB: *looks at the
jar carefully and shakes his head lightly, a smile on his lips* No...
Chanserv: *digs
out a silky clear substance with two fingers and tosses the jar aside*
*distracts RB's gaze from his fingers by leaning close, meeting RB's glassy
eyes with his own*
Chanserv:
*smoothes RB's brown bangs back from his face with his free hand and kisses
him*
RB: *focuses his
eyes on Chanserv's, even if his body tenses lightly* *kisses Chanserv back
deeply, his previous thoughts erased*
Chanserv: *strokes
the puckered surface of RB's entrance in small circular motion as they kiss*
RB: *tenses
lightly but quickly relaxes again, completely entranced by their kiss*
Chanserv: *runs
his tongue over RB's sharp canines and explores every crevice of his hot mouth*
*simultaneously, he guides RB's hand down to his own and spreads the goopy
substance over RB’s palm*
RB: *absently
realizes his hand is now covered with the substance as his tongue dances with
his lover's*
Chanserv: *closes
RB's fingers over his swollen manhood and urges him in upward and downward
strokes*
RB: *gently grasps
Chanserv's manhood and continues to stroke it in long movements*
Chanserv: *groans
into RB's mouth as he feels his hand glide effortlessly over the taut skin*
RB: *answers with
his own muffled moan at the sensations created by that light touch*
Chanserv: *breaks
their kiss for air, his breathing labored under RB's ministrations*
Chanserv: *rests
his chin on RB's shoulder* *whispers, his voice thick with desire* I want you…
RB: *takes a deep
breath and answers in a whisper* Yes...
Chanserv: *slips
out of RB's skillful fingers and hooks his own hands under RB's knees* *hikes
them up on either side of his lean body*
Chanserv:
*positions himself between RB's legs and begins to work the head of his arousal
against RB's entrance*
RB: *his hand
slides back onto the sheets as he watches his lover, trying to relax his body*
*clenches the sheets as he feels Chanserv* *lets out a small moan*
Chanserv: *a
throaty sigh rumbles up from the back of his throat as he penetrates RB, taking
his time despite the delicious ease of the lubrication*
RB: *a small gasp
escapes him followed by a long, pleasured moan as Chanserv enters him with
careful ease*
Chanserv: *takes
hold of RB's erection again, smearing the last of the lubrication over its
surface*
Chanserv: *pumps
RB in time with his increasing thrusts, watching RB's blushing face as he mewls
helplessly*
Chanserv: RB...
RB: *his breathing
becomes heavier and his small cries louder*
Chanserv: *whole body
is heated with desire, control splintering with every thrust...but can't bring
himself to close his eyes against the blushing beauty under him*
RB: *senses
himself nearing the edge and softly cries out his lover's name, his voice
overwhelmed by the sensations racking his body* Chanserveaux...
Chanserv: *thrusts
with abandon, striving to drive himself as deep as possible* *calls out
feverishly* I want you, RB!
RB: *his panting
grows louder* I...I...
RB: *is suddenly
spilling his seed over Chanserv’s fingers as he calls out his lover's name*
Chanserveaux!
Chanserv: *strains
forward with a long cry, his body tensing as he comes deep inside his love*
RB: *senses
Chanserv tense and release within him and whispers with a pleasured sigh*
Chanserveaux...
Chanserv: *shaky
little cries tumble off his lips as he shudders above RB, unable to move off of
him yet*
RB: *still
trembling from their lovemaking, slowly raises his hand towards Chanserv's
face*
Chanserv: *gazes
down at RB, catching his breath, a few drops of perspiration dropping onto RB's
sticky stomach*
RB: *gently
caresses Chanserv's face, brushing away a damp strand of hair and smiles, not
able to word his feelings*
Chanserv: *voices
the only thing he can at that moment - breathes RB's name as he lowers himself
into a kiss*
RB: *embraces
Chanserv and kisses him back with all his emotions*
Chanserv: *wraps a
long arm around RB's shoulders, holding RB's head in his palm* *breathes
through the kiss* Mine...forever mine...
RB: *answers in
the same breath* Forever...yours...
Chanserv: *holds
RB tightly, kissing passionately until the last of their strength runs out*
Chanserv: *head
collapses to the pillows, arm still protectively draped around his lover*
RB: *sighs
happily, safely nestled in his lover's arms, and closes his eyes*
Chanserv: *pulls
the covers haphazardly over them and kisses the top of RB's head before falling
into a another deep and sated sleep*
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Fin?...