Part Four: The Comfort of Our Embrace

Teepo and Albireo.... How sweet :)

    The sun was shining warmly through the glass of the high ceiling overhead, filtering in with a pleasant breeze and the sweet scent of blossoms through the open glass door. The marble floor of the lucid clamber was spotlessly clean, its grey and white tones polished to a shine and covered with thick, comfortable cushions that stretched the length of the room.
    Where the cushions ended, several steps dipped down to lead into a pool of water, sculpted gracefully of the same stone that formed the floor. A small amount of steam rose from the bath, revealing the warmth of the water that filled the large indent in the marble, and several large, fluffy towels waited invitingly near the edge. So too were bars of soap tidily placed, along with a dish of shampoo, and a small stack of soft, folded cloths.
     On the other side of the bath and all its provisions, a low table stood, draped with a thick covering and stacked with dishes of every shape and size. Fruit abounded, overflowing more than one bowl in its perfect ripeness, spilling onto the tablecloth, kissed by the sun’s rays that filtered through the glass ceiling. Tureens filled with thick, warm stew were completed with long silver spoons that rested nearby. Rich, decadent meats, spiced with herbs and basted in exotic sauces waited upon delicate white plates. Silver bowls brimmed with thick, chocolate pudding, touched with sugary cream and topped with berries, and smaller desert plates held thick slices of pie, crumbly and still warm.
     Amidst the cushions, unaware of the luxury around them, two young men were entwined in each other’s embrace, slumbering peacefully. True sleep, not a spell in which to freeze their body; the two men were exhausted from all of their trials. They would now be well rested for this one.
     Albireo woke first, his eyes widening on the sight of the sleeping boy’s face inches from his. Feeling the slight legs wrapping loosely about his own. Teepo’s arms wrapped around Albireo’s waist, his heartbeat slow and regular, pelvises locked together as well. Albireo gasped as he felt the heat that had become so familiar to him in the past few days. Angry with himself, Albireo dislodged himself from the boy and shook him roughly awake. Teepo’s eyes dark red eyes fluttered open and let out a slightly frightened shriek, backing away from the other man’s touch.
     “Teepo... I…” Albireo’s face flushed with shame as he watched Teepo curl into a ball, dark eyes flashing with accusation. “Listen to me! We were both under a spell, damn it! Neither of us could help ourselves.” He pleaded as Teepo looked up again, tears shimmering in his dark eyes.
     “I know, but it hurt so much… the pain and humiliation. I can’t take it!” Teepo said in a quaky whisper. “I’m such a weakling, only fit for death.”
     Albireo knew of the boy and what would happen to him, his imminent fall to destiny. Teepo’s fate was to be slain by his only friends in his world. Teepo was, after all, a dark dragon, just like him. From deep inside he had heard Teepo’s mournful voice among the others, the dark dragons from the past. A sob choked Albireo’s throat as guilt and pity washed over him; before Teepo could get away Albireo was there. Wrapping strong arms around him, tears washing down the boy’s face, two sets intermingling as one. Accepting his protective embrace, Teepo held him back.
     “It’s all right, Teepo, we don’t have to be strong all of the time. There is such little time in life; we have to live fully for as long as we can. To have emotions, even sad and painful feelings are sometimes all we have after what happens to us. And take care to always remember the happier moments.” Puzzled yet oddly comforted Teepo nodded slightly, relaxed as Albireo pulled him up.
     The pair finally took note of the beautiful surroundings, each turning about in surprise. Their previous encounters made them expect to see nothing but desolation, but instead luxury greeted their eyes. More important at the moment was the table heaping with food greeted them. Suddenly their stomachs grumbled protests for being empty for so long. Silently they wondered if the food was safe, not a trick, or an illusion.
     “There’s only one way to find out, right?” Albireo said voicing their thoughts. “C’mon.” He picked up the dazed Teepo like a doll; legs slung over one arm and back leaning against the other.
     “What are you doing?” Teepo asked as Albireo carried him to the laid table. “I can walk!”
     “I know.” Albireo smiled. “But since you’re so weak… I feel obligated to anyway.” Albireo lowered the slight man on one of the beautiful cushioned chairs, on one side then sat down on the other chair next to Teepo.
     “Whatever comes of this…”
     “I don’t care!”
    Leaning forward in their comfortable chairs, they attacked the food with a display of vicious ferocity, leaving utensils and napkins to collect dust while the pair devoured the perfectly prepared and served food. At the moment it didn’t matter; the food could have been something found in a dumpster for all they cared. Albireo used his fork to grab items at a greater distance, Teepo grabbing whole bowls of hot soup and drinking it down in gulps. For an hour they devoured food wildly, and though not leaving a dent in the table’s heaping pile of food, it made a huge difference to their stomachs.
     Finally Albireo stood up, stretching his lithe body contentedly, feeling satisfied and relaxed. The food caused them no more than that of the pleasant feeling of being full and they were more able to concentrate on their surroundings. An unpleasant smell wafted to his nose and he groaned unhappily, realizing it was his body that smelled distasteful… along with Teepo.
     Walking to the water’s edge, Albireo kneeled down, running a hand across the water lightly. He found it quite warm and a sweet scent emanating from it, before he could turn to Teepo, Albireo was sent flying into the large pool. Albireo gasped as he jumped up, splashing the air, surprised and slightly angry. Teepo stood over the scented bath laughing at the surprised priest. Albireo scowled and his arm shot out, pulling the boy in with him, laughing as the boy sputtered angrily.
     The laughter stopped abruptly, however, as the purple-haired boy retaliated, sending a wave to douse Albireo. When the priest had wiped the streams from his face, he was greeted with an impish grin that played across pale lips, and crimson eyes that danced with silent laughter. The priest glared for a moment, mouth tugging downward in a frown… and then dove toward Teepo, frown disappearing to be replaced with a smile of his own.
     A startled yelp escaped the boy as Albireo took him under, and for a few seconds he felt himself tense with fear, a reaction that had become almost automatic in the past few days. He wasn’t held down for long, though, and he realized shortly that the grip wasn’t rough; still, when the restraining hold disappeared and he surfaced, sanguine eyes wide, there must have been enough of the alarm lingering in his expression to startle the priest.
     They stared at one another for a moment, silent for different reasons, and then began to talk at the same time:
     “Ladon, I didn’t mean--”
     “I’m sorry, I--”
     And then both men cut off, blue eyes meeting ones of dusky red, neither speaking. Finally, Albireo broke the silence. “We should get cleaned up.” Teepo agreed without speaking, nodding hesitantly in response.
     They found the soaps quickly enough, lathering small cloths generously in their attempt to wash away the memories of the past few days. Concentrating solely on the task at hand, the two men fervently scrubbed their bodies of dirt, blood, and other materials. The alluring scent of the soap replaced the grimy stench, relaxing them somewhat. The water soothed sore muscles and dulled the pain from their wounds.
     Albireo ducked his head under the water, rinsing away the remaining shampoo in his newly cleansed hair. Shaking his head to disperse the water droplets, sending them flying. Albireo vainly tried to flatten his water-slicked hair against his head as he watched Teepo try to wash his own. Teepo’s long purple hair was covered in various grimy objects sticking stubbornly to the boy’s head, so engrossed in the difficult cleaning of his tangled locks Teepo did not notice the priest standing behind him.
     “Hold still. “ Albireo commanded softly, one hand on the boy’s shoulder to reassure him and stop him from moving away. “It helps if you can see what you are doing.”
     “Stop, I don’t need your help.” Teepo protested feebly.
     “You don’t, but if I didn’t help then you’ll be there for hours.” Albireo returned and started lathering the boy’s hair. “Just relax.” Albireo commanded sternly and Teepo shrugged, appearing to be indifferent. With deft hands Albireo thoroughly and gently scrubbed the boy’s head, dousing the entire length of his hair hoping to loosen the dirt-clogged tangle. Teepo’s eyes closed, his body loosing its tension; he felt himself grow heavy with sleep as the warm of the water seemed to cuddle him like a comforting blanket.
     “Teepo you’re not supposed to sleep in here…” Albireo said, feeling Teepo sag slightly against him.
 "Teepo? Teepo!” Albireo yanked Teepo’s hair, jarring him awake. Albireo snickered as he yelped surprised out of sleep. “Sorry.” Albireo grinned, not in the least actually sorry.
     “Jerk!” Teepo mockingly snarled, splashing him relentlessly.
     “Stop, you’ll ruin your hair!” Albireo said, futilely trying to get away.
     “Your ‘washing’ probably did plenty of damage anyway!”
     “There’s no need to be rash… Ahhhh!” Albireo yelped as Teepo advanced a wicked grin on his face but his eyes full of laughter. Albireo screamed in mock terror, happy that Teepo was smiling again. Then suddenly the splashing stopped and a thoughtful expression came across the boy’s face.
     “Albireo... I don’t think you’re very convincing.”
     “What do you…?” Albireo was interrupted as Teepo dove into the man knocking him under the water. Albireo returned in kind wrestling with the boy as he tried to pull himself back up. After a few minutes he relented letting the priest back up. Their arms wrapped around each other forgetting to let go.
     “What the hell?” Albireo gasped while Teepo grinned mischievously.
     “Just getting you back from before.” Teepo smirked. “Albireo…” His eyes widened in surprise as he found Albireo’s azure eyes staring into his, arms still wrapped around him… and Teepo wasn’t moving away. The two men stared at each other, uncertain which step to take. Surprisingly to both of them, Teepo gently brushed his lips against Albireo’s slack mouth, which pressed back eagerly at the boy’s touches. Teepo brushed his hands against Albireo’s nipples, bringing a moan from the priest as his hands caressed the boy’s bare back.
     Albireo’s tongue nudged its way into the hungry warmth of the boy’s mouth, deepening their contact as Teepo leaned into the touch, pressing his slender body against the other man’s. The hand against Albireo’s chest rubbed at the sensitive little nub more insistently, drawing a sound from him that was lost in the depth of their kiss. The priest allowed his hands to work their way slowly down the boy’s sides, caressing tantalizingly before settling themselves near his hips and using the hold to draw Teepo against him. The resulting gasp, muffled by the contact, brought a slight smile to Albireo’s face.
     They remained in each other’s arms for several long, blissful moments, filled with a longing that no spell had created. And then, despite the desire that filled the bodies of both dark dragons, the violet-haired boy broke the kiss to stare, gasping, into the other man’s eyes.
     Their gazes locked, both uncertain, both filled with want, one set of eyes softened strangely by the situation, the other wavering and brimming with tears once more. Startled, the priest reached a hand to wipe away the first of Teepo’s teardrops as it trailed down his pale face.
     “What…?” Albireo began, but the boy interrupted, silencing him with a fingertip pressed to the other man’s mouth.
       “If we’re… Going to do this…” he hesitated. “I have to… Have to tell you something first…” The boy looked away, not daring to turn to regard Albireo directly.
     The priest waited uncomfortably, awkward in the silence that followed, until at last he realized that Teepo wanted agreement before continuing.
     “Alright…” he assented, narrowing his eyes as he scrutinized the boy before him, wondering what he wished to say.
     Nervously, Teepo pushed a strand of violet hair behind an ear, more out of habit than any real need for smoothing it. “I…” he began, but the tone came out as hardly a whisper and the boy had to begin again. “Before I knew you… I had… had never……” He couldn’t seem to go beyond that point; the words stuck in his throat and the tears burned in his eyes. He stared intently into the depths of the water, feeling a blush burn its way up his cheeks.
     For a split second the priest almost asked what he meant, but the knowledge crashed over him like a wave, setting his mind to reel. The sentence, unspoken, completed itself in the priest’s mind: never slept with anyone. He had been a virgin.
     Images of the torture chamber danced before Albireo’s eyes: Teepo screaming in pain, covered in blood, begging him to stop. The fight between them in the dank dungeon, which resulted in Teepo pinned to the ground, screaming and crying. As Albireo had brutally violated the young man’s body. Only a virgin…
     “Ladon…” Albireo struggled to keep his voice level. “I’m so sorry, Teepo.” At the sound of his voice, Teepo looked up, Albireo looked as if he were on the verge of tears himself, his eyes voicing his silent scream of despair. Teepo wiped the droplets away and stared intently at the other man before him.
     “Albireo, it wasn’t your fault.“ Teepo murmured gently.
     “But…”
     “No.” Teepo said firmly, finding Albireo’s hands and squeezing them firmly. “Albireo, do you want to…?” Teepo asked, his eyes filled with warm passion. A soft smile played across Albireo’s lips as he leaned forward, nuzzling the boy’s neck with his mouth. Kissing and softly nibbling on the sensitive flesh, as Teepo pressed Albireo’s body closer,  wanting to feel more. Albireo obliged, slowly trailing his mouth over the dark dragon’s water slicked chest, his hands cupping and kneading the boy’s butt.
     Teepo groaned loudly, begging the other man to go further, to bring him to the depths of ecstasy. Albireo lifted the boy out of the water, walking on the carved steps out of the pool; water droplets dripped from the pair, leaving a trail as Albireo walked and found a suitable pile of cushions to lower Teepo onto. The pair descended on the soft mattress, caressing each other, mouths hungrily pressed together.
     Albireo lay on top, grinding his hips against Teepo, but the boy grabbed Albireo’s torso and flipped him over. Putting Teepo in the position of power over the priest.
     For a moment Albireo’s eyes widened, startled, but then he relaxed, smiling slightly as the boy bent his head in order to offer a soft kiss. It wasn’t long before both had adjusted to the new position, deepening their embrace as the priest circled his arms around the boy’s slender form, pulling him closer.
     Teepo’s hands roamed up over the other man’s chest, exploring skin slicked with water, and he broke from the kiss with the hint of a smile. When Albireo opened his mouth to protest, the violet-haired boy’s smile only crept wider, and he pressed a hand to the other’s mouth. Lowering his lips to the priest’s jawline, he rained feather-light kisses that trailed down to the graceful curve of Albireo’s neck. Soon his attention turned to the other man’s collarbone, soft touches leaving the priest beneath him wanting more.
When at last the caresses reached the muscled chest, crimson eyes glanced upward to gauge the reaction as the boy’s tongue flicked out to wet a nipple. Albireo gasped in response, unconsciously tightening his hold on the other’s waist as pleasure rolled through him. Closing his lips around the sensitive nub, Teepo sucked softly, letting one hand drift downward to rest on the dark dragon’s hips.
    Softly a finger danced between Albireo’s legs, exploring the sensitive secret place. Albireo sighed blissfully his body enthralled with the pleasure given freely. Teepo’s other hand rose to the man’s soft lips running his finger along his mouth then moving to caress his cheek. Albireo dreamily turned his mouth to the boy’s palm, warmly kissing it.
    Teepo sucked with increased vigor moving the kiss-covered hand to the other nipple, massaging it enthusiastically. Albireo gasped, wrapping his legs around his waist his hands pressed against Teepo’s head, stroking the soft strands of hair. Teepo moaned as Albireo’s crotch rubbed along the lower part his quivering body. His eyes darted to Albireo’s face, uncertain whether he should continue. Sensing the boy’s hesitation, Albireo dislodged him and grinned mischievously at the slight trembling man.
     Albireo turned himself up side down, laying on his side. Positioning his erection tantalizingly close to the dark dragon’s face and Teepo’s in front of his own. Teepo ran a tentative hand over the man’s shaft, exploring it curiously. Albireo wasted no time with his hands, bringing Teepo’s penis closer as he began to lap at the tip. The boy shivered deliciously under the touch, his hands shaking as Albireo teased him.
     “Ohh, Albireo, please…” Teepo begged.
     “Whatever you need.” Albireo said submissively, wrapping his mouth around him.
         Teepo spasmed uncontrollably as Albireo’s mouth serviced him expertly, gentle but with tantalizing strokes of a soft tongue. Teepo cried ardently, his hands grasping Albireo’s erection almost painfully, desperately trying to keep his body controlled. Teepo’s shaking hands rubbed the priest’s throbbing length, roughly cupping and massaging the balls. Albireo’s cries muffled by his work, eagerly thrusting into the boy’s hands. Changing tactics, Teepo’s mouth took in Albireo’s engorged member, sucking it as softly as he could in his frenzied state, his hands gripping his hips, pushing it deeper in his mouth. The pair worked vigorously on each other, turning from gentle caresses to passionate ministrations upon each other’s flesh. Sweat mingling with fresh smell of their scrubbed bodies, screams of pleasure bursting from both men.
 Teepo’s body released first, a tidal wave of ecstasy pouring over him. Shouting his pleasure wildly, his hands crushed Albireo’s hips almost painfully.  The vibrations from the cries of bliss dragged the other man over the edge, and he froze for a moment, too overcome with rapture even to voice his pleasure. Their tableau of elation remained for several seconds; both dark dragons allowed their eyes to fall closed as shudders wracked their pale, well-chiseled bodies… and then the two fell backward onto the cushions, tension released at last.
     For a long moment, neither moved, content to simply exist in the aftermath of sheer pleasure, the soft sound of their breathing and quiet bird songs the only noises within the glass chamber. After a long while Teepo stirred, pushing himself up in order to crawl the short distance that would let him lay at eye-level with the priest. Their gazes locked, half-lidded; clear, azure depths searched dusky crimson ones as both men tried to read the others’ feelings.
     Finally Albireo smiled almost mockingly, stretching lazily. “Teepo, are you hungry?” The boy stared surprised, his face crestfallen. Then Albireo rolled over to the boy, a warm smile beaming from his face, his blue eyes sparkling. Teepo lay rigid, and Albireo wrapped a arm around his waist, tracing up and down the boy’s side. Bending his face towards Teepo: “I’m just tired from all of our exertions, but don’t worry I’ll be ready for more later if you wish.” Albireo tilted Teepo’s chin up, giving a breath-taking kiss. Albireo moved to stand but Teepo held on, keeping their mouths locked together. Albireo merely laughed, keeping the boy close to him, “I guess that means you would.” Teepo blushed scarlet as they made their way to the table together.

    Teepo lay amidst the cushions, a towel wrapped loosely around his midsection. Purple hair spread out, a flowing shiny waterfall, drying slowly in the sun’s gentle rays. Crimson eyes staring at a round fruit contemplating how it should be used, along with the rest in a heaping bowl beside him. Then his eyes focused on the man sitting by the table and a naughty grin spread across his pale lips.
     Albireo stared absently, drinking a dark red wine, the rich taste slipping into his throat. When a something exploded on the back of his head, pulpy juice running down his hair and neck, Albireo leapt up, expecting to see Teepo. But the dark dragon had disappeared along with his bowl of fruit… and then another two slapped his lower back.
     “Very funny, Teepo.” Albireo said a predatory look on his face, then turned, and again only barraged with a few more of the delicate orbs. Covering his backside with the dripping substance, running down the well-rounded butt and muscled inner thighs. Albireo repressed a shudder of delight as he looked for his opponent. Finally one dropped on the top of his head and Albireo had the sense to look up.
     A violet and sanguine half-transformed warrior dragon flew above, shaking with laughter. Most found dragons extremely hideous, but Albireo stared transfixed at the graceful creature in the dazzling sunlight. The dragon form making the boy appear more powerful, his body covered in light scales, muscles bulging powerfully, and to his delight the towel was gone. Teepo looked down expecting retaliation, only seeing Albireo’s face staring at him lustfully. Albireo’s body changing as well, his body writhing like a sensuous snake, wings and tail bursting out, scales replacing skin, claws and teeth elongating.
     With a roar Albireo flew up to the other dragon, both pairs of eyes focused on the lithe forms flying tantalizing before them. Teepo licked his lips, somehow their new forms made their blood boil hotter then before, primal lusts fueling them. Then Albireo smirked, folding sleek wings to dive abruptly to the cushions below, pausing only to seize a bowl before returning to the air. With a sly grin he lifted the container for Teepo to see… and then hoisted its entire contents to spin through the air and connect with the other dark dragon’s forehead.
     When the crimson eyes narrowed in response below dripping melon, the fight was sealed. It was a race to scoop more of the fruit from the dishes that held them, a game to bury the other in a barrage of dripping, flying bits. And when at last the hail of food ceased, it was only because the containers that held it were now empty.
     Glaring as balefully as able while still sporting a grin, it was Teepo that closed the gap between the two of them in mid-air, flying forward in a rush of leathery wings to tackle the dragon-priest. His response wasn’t met with a counter-tackle, as he’d expected; rather, the other man wrapped strong, scaled arms round the boy’s form and held tightly, effectively halting the momentum of the mock-attack with a few flaps of the wings.
    A quick change of tactics remedied the surprise of the situation, however; bringing his mouth to the priest’s, Teepo kissed him hard and firmly, allowing Albireo to hold him in the air in favor of getting close enough to render his wings useless. The other man faltered a moment, but quickly corrected the error with several broad strokes of his wings, leaning in to return the other’s kiss with a raw, animal passion.
Teepo hissed, wrapping powerful legs around the priest’s waist, rubbing his crotch against his midsection. Albireo broke the kiss, snarling for breath; Teepo merely pressed his mouth against his neck scraping sharp teeth painfully against the scaled flesh. Albireo groaned loudly, his body becoming putty, his wings flapping desperately to keep them in the air. Albireo’s hands grasped Teepo’s smooth bottom, balancing the boy’s weight against him, giving him a slightly firmer grip. Teepo’s arms were wrapped securely around Albireo’s waist, as he rubbed his lower body against the priest more intensely.
    “Bastard….” Albireo moaned, arching his taut beautiful body, as Teepo somehow lowered his mouth to a nub on Albireo’s chest. Eagerly clamping his cruel mouth on the flesh, suckling it fiercely, laughing gleefully as Albireo writhed. “I’ll dr- op…yoouu…” Albireo said feebly, actually tightening his hold on the other dragon.
    Teepo smirked and started to flap his powerful wings, and dove downwards, taking the surprised dragon with him. Moving too quickly for Albireo to react Teepo flew over the cushions intending to dump the dragon on them, but Albireo managed to hold on, dragging them both into the soft pile. The two creatures crushed each other in a passionate embrace, lips locked once again. Albireo broke the kiss suddenly and stared at the puzzled and flushed face of the dragon before him. Then the priest turned over posterior side, offering himself to the other dragon. Teepo ran a clawed hand over Albireo’s back nervously.
    “Won’t this hurt?”
    “I trust you.”
    Teepo was speechless, his heart throbbed with sudden tenderness. Slowly and gently he pushed himself into the other dragon, to keep from injuring Albireo. Slight pain coursed through Albireo but the endurance of his dragon form kept him from showing it. Teepo moaned ardently, the warmth and tightness felt incredible, one hand grabbing Albireo’s waist, helping him thrust into the prone body. The other hand stroked Albireo wildly, seeking to return the favor.
    Albireo growled animalisticly, ripping the cushions to shreds under his hands, thrusting wantonly, eager to bring the boy pleasure. Greater pain coursed through him as Teepo went deeper and faster, but Albireo only concentrated on the hand massaging his erection, the rapt bliss it brought him. Teepo grunted in need as his body tingled with hot desire burning through his very being. Both men working each other to their peaks, pain lacing through one while the other floated in powerful bliss. The thrusts came faster, more urgently, falling into a rhythm older than time itself as both men soared toward release.
    At last the moment came, striking both men at the same time, blinding in its intensity and completely overwhelming. Only sensation existed, fiery tendrils burning through the bodies of both dark dragons as the moment remained frozen in time, white-hot ecstasy burning through every nerve.
And then they fell to the cushions, bodies separating as they returned to human form, the effort they had put forth leaving them drained. Soft breathing filled the silence that followed, ragged at first but becoming calmer as the seconds passed.
    With a dreamy kind of weariness, the violet-haired boy circled a sweat-slicked arm around the other man’s form. His crimson eyes, still slightly distant with the intensity of the pleasure he’d felt, searched the priest’s face silently. “Albireo…?” the word was a murmur, and the voice that spoke it unsteady.
    “…Mm?” The blonde man shifted slightly, leaning down to leave a feather-light kiss on the boy’s forehead.
    There was long pause, filled only by the sound of quiet breath. The whisper of cushions was barely audible, then, as Teepo hesitantly lifted himself, moving the short distance to lay against the other man. A soft sigh escaped him as he allowed his head to lean lightly against the priest’s bare chest.
    For a moment, Albireo was certain that the boy wouldn’t speak again, but then the whispered words reached his ears: “…Thank you.”
    “Hmm.” Albireo snorted lightly. “There’s no need for that.” He tilted Teepo’s face to meet his sky blue eyes, expression softening, speaking his feelings for the dark dragon. Teepo grinned back, all the seriousness gone from his face. Then, standing up, pulling the priest with him, Teepo headed for the pool.
    “You stink.” Teepo explained, smirking at the other man. Albireo shrugged appearing nonchalant… Then without warning pushed the boy into the bath, snickering while Teepo glared at the priest. Albireo lowered himself in the water, taking a cloth and soap with him. Teepo watched the priest warily, uncertain of what to do. Albireo pulled the boy close, then lathered the cloth.
    “Let me.” He murmured softly tilting the boy’s face to him. Teepo relaxed as the cloth explored the contours of his face, as if it were seeking to engrave them into memory. When Teepo’s face was covered in soap Albireo stepped back and splashed the boy, rinsing off the soap. Both men laughed, one cursing through gasping breathes while the other grinned smugly.
     Albireo smiled apologetically. “I couldn’t resist.” Then he grasped the scowling boy by his waist, washing the boy’s upper body thoroughly like a protective mother bathing her child. The touches of soap rubbed into skin were soft caresses and the boy was unable to resist the sweet joy coursing through him. Teepo sighed softly, relying on the arm that held his wait to keep him on his feet, his eyes fluttered closed.
     “Mm…” Teepo murmured as Albireo suddenly embraced him, another arm pressed on the boy’s back. The dark dragon moved to lean his head on Albireo’s chest, but the priest tilted the boy’s face to his with a hand. Teepo’s eyes opened in surprise as Albireo kissed him gently, to bring more sweetness to the moment. The dark dragon wrapped soapy arms around Albireo’s neck deepening the kiss, pushing his tongue into the man’s mouth. The dark dragons’ hands stayed demurely in place, refusing to muddle each other with desire, content with the simple embrace shared.
     “Albireo…” Teepo broke the kiss suddenly. “Shouldn’t you wash my back now?” He teased, watching Albireo pull away, disappointment clear on his face.
     “Fussy brat.” Albireo muttered as he turned the boy around, soaking the cloth in the cleansing fluid, swinging shimmering hair over the boy’s shoulder. Teepo gasped as Albireo massaged him with strong hands, scrubbing his back, relieving taut muscles that had ached constantly over the past few days. The dark warrior’s head lolled back he relaxed, his body warmed by Albireo’s blissfully strong touch. Teepo’s body felt heavy with sleep again, though consciously he felt Albireo’s arms around him, lifting and carrying him, saying something about washing his legs. The water swished quietly at Albireo as lowered the boy on the steps that lead into the pool. Vaguely Teepo felt water lapping his midsection.
     Teepo would have drifted off into slumber then and there, if Albireo hadn’t grasped the boy’s left leg suddenly and scrubbed it vigorously, starting at the boy’s feet and working quickly upward. So seemingly concentrated on his task, Albireo didn’t notice the boy’s face flushed red with desire. Not until he reached the inner thighs, did Albireo’s hand brush against the throbbing erection.
     Albireo smiled seductively, revealing how aware he was of the shivering boy, with his legs spread, chest heaving, head turned in a vain hope that Albireo wouldn’t see the blush on normally pale cheeks. “I guess I should get here too,” Albireo murmured, massaging the boy with the cloth, seeking to relieve the ache between Teepo’s legs as he whimpered softly. Pulling the washcloth away Albireo planted his lips on the head, sending shivers through Teepo. Then he proceeded to do the other leg. The dark dragon whimpered, slightly disappointed, but grinned again when Albireo finished cleaning him.
     “My turn.” Teepo said, taking the soap and towel, advancing to the priest. With a crooked grin, he glided through the water to stand behind Albireo, crimson eyes gleaming with a decidedly mischievous light. A slow, gentle, massaging motion did quite a bit to put the startlingly impish smirk of Teepo’s from the other man’s mind though, forcing him to focus instead on the warmth of the water and the gentle motion of the cloth on his back.
     It wasn’t long before the action lulled him to a peaceful rest, leaning against Teepo’s chest, relaxing trustingly as the boy reached forward to gently clean his chest. The blonde man turned into the feeling, laying himself open, and slender fingers reached around to add their own soft touch to that of the cloth. A quiet sigh escaped Albireo’s lips as the violet-haired boy worked the lather over his chest.
     With a gentle touch, Teepo tilted the priest’s head back, working a generous amount of soap into the soft blonde hair. Slender fingers, used to the task, were deft and pleasant, leaving no strand unattended to. After the mound of lather had grown to a suitable size, slight pressure to the lower back and a supporting hand about the shoulder prompted Albireo to lean back enough for rising. Once more, the pale hands that did the work made it short work, and shortly after, the violet-haired boy let the other man sink low enough that he could see the amused smirk flickering across pale lips… And then dropped him.
     Sputtering, Albireo struggled to rise in the shallow water, but was stopped when the boy pounced on him, still grinning, red eyes dancing. “No,” he chided softly, putting a firm hand on the priest’s chest. “I’m not done yet.”
     A quiet gasp escaped the blonde man as he found himself the target of much the same teasings that he had inflicted before, obliged to stay still by the restraining grip on his shoulder. When Teepo smiled smugly, letting his hands go no further than the blonde man’s thighs, though, the priest growled with frustration. “All done,” the boy announced, smirking widely as he rose from his place at Albireo’s feet.
 “Oh, no you don’t!” the priest told him, clambering to his feet with a splash. Teepo only had a second to glance back with startled crimson eyes before Albireo had knocked him to the pools’ floor again, only inches deep on the steps as they were.
     The priest brought his face near Teepo’s, almost close enough for their noses to brush, narrowing his eyes slightly. “You little tease,” he accused jokingly. “You need to be taught a lesson. And before the boy could protest, Albireo’s hands had already begun to wander Teepo’s eyes widened surprised as the boy’s mouth opened ready to protest. The young man kissed the boy hungrily seeking to silence any objections.
     Teepo’s body writhed as Albireo’s hands stroked the boy fervently, both hands working up and down the boy’s length. Massaging every inch, eager to please the gasping dark dragon. The thought that Albireo was going to teach him a lesson deserted Teepo as he thrust eagerly into the priest’s hands.
     Albireo laughed breaking the kiss to move down to the boy’s throbbing desire. “Should I..?” He wondered out loud as he stopped rubbing the boy with his hands. Teepo whimpered arching to the missed caress.
     “Hmm I don’t know if you ‘deserve’ it Teepo.” Albireo teased trailing a hand across the heaving chest.
     “Please…” Teepo moaned as a hand rubbed a nipple ethusiastcally. Albireo chuckled softly as he began to plant soft kisses along the boy’s length, bringing impassioned cries from the slight form underneath him. His tongue snaked from his lips and the priest worked it slowly along the boy’s throbbing desire. Teepo panted, thrusting into the blissful warm mouth, the sensations rolling throughout the boy’s body. Albireo’s fingers massaged the water-slicked butt, pushing the boy deeper as he sensed Teepo coming to his peak.
     Teepo screams become louder he thrust deeply into Albireo’s eager mouth. He grabbed the slick steps, his head tilted back animalistic sounds ripped from his throat. Sweat poured his skin mingling with water, as tendrils of pleasure raked through his body. Finally Teepo lifted screaming wildly as he came inside Albireo’s mouth.
     When the dark dragon was finished Albireo gently lifted the boy out of the water. Teepo wrapped his arms around the young man’s neck, leaning against the warm flesh. Albireo smiled warmly dropping the boy on the cushioned ground. The pair snuggled up to each other, drifting once again into sleep.
     “Aww.” Rya appeared from the shadows of the room. “Do we really have to let them go now?”
     “Unfortunately yes.” Ceiti sighed watched the pair sleep peacefully. “Just when they were getting sweet on each other.” Rya nodded sadly and stood next her friend, preparing the spell that would send the men to their separate homes.

    “Teepo…?” Albireo woke up, missing the warmth of the other boy’s body. Only to find himself back in his room in Angel Tower. Sitting alone in his rumpled bed, sunshine poured through a window, indicating that it was morning. A sob nearly escaped the priest’s mouth as he realized where he was.
Then a soft warm voice echoed in Albireo’s mind, sending a warm feeling through him. A smile traced the pale face, as he realized that at least one of the voices from the past wasn’t crying anymore.

    I’ll be with you…

I’ll let that be my comfort, Albireo thought as he stood up and prepared to face the day.

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