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The Broken Wings of The Angel	By : Himenokori Category: +S to Z > Sorcerer Hunters Views: 1983 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Broken Wings of The Angel
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Hello, Author here. I
uploaded this on FF.net and I do not think it was well received. Since I have
been reading the fics on this site, I have become majorly inspired. I hope to hear from some readers with
some input into this story. Hint: Read manga three,
then read this and then read manga four, Marron and Mille are a little close N�est
pas? Disclaimer: I do not own Sorcerer Hunters, I am making no profit from this work of fiction.

The Broken Wings of the Angel
Hello, within
these pages you will find spoilers� and� well� LEMON! The series chosen for
this Story is Sorcerer Hunters ( after Manga 3)
WARNINGS: non-consensual Yaoi, then the regular fluff I am known for.
Start
Here...
"Hey
Marron, you think we should sleep together too?" Marron refused to answer.
Maybe if he pretended to sleep Gateau would go away. He felt a hand slide up
his back. He shivered and huddled closer in his blankets. "Come on Maro-Chan, you have to know how much I want you."
Gateau whispered and stroked a strand of the long flowing beautiful hair.
"Why do you always ignore me?" Marron could not ignore Gateau, not
anymore, not with Gateau's hand on his backside.
"Gateau,
please..."
"Please
what?" Gateau said and leaned his face closer to Marron's who backed away.
"I do
not... I am not attracted to...males," Marron said trying his best to be
tactful. "You are driving me mad with your constant courtship; it is
slightly... no it is very embarrassing." Marron looked down at the hand
that Gateau held waiting for him to release it.
Gateau
tightened his grip, "you are telling me no?" He said his voice taking
on a hard edge and Marron could not help but notice
the amount of muscles that made up the fellow hunter. "You want to talk
about madness, embarrassment; I will tell you about the madness of wanting you
day in and day out. Your beauty is the stuff of dreams Maro-Chan.
I�ll tell you of the embarrassment of walking around trying to hide a third
leg. You feel that?" Gateau shoved the hand he had captured between his
legs so that Marron could indeed feel the turgid hardness that throbbed in time
to Gateau's erratic heartbeat.
Marron tried
to free his hand from Gateau's grip. He began to struggle frantically when
Gateau closed his eyes in bliss of Marron's movements against his pants
enclosed shaft. "Let me go and leave here, I will try my best to forget
this night." Marron promised as he finally managed to twist his hand free
and turn his back to Gateau. Marron would later wonder,
if that was perhaps not the smartest move he had ever made.
"Madness...Madness...
You drive me to madness Maro-Chan,
you drive me to this..." Gateau said and roughly turned Marron onto his
back, climbing over him instantly. Marron began to wiggle and fight, he was
good with eastern magic and self defense, but his blows seemed to have no
effect on Gateau's superior musculature. It was not helping Marron's mobility
that he was wearing a long bed robe which hampered his legs. "Just relax Maro-Chan and I will see that you enjoy this."
"Stop
this at once Gateau, you do not have my consent, I do not want this,"
Marron gasped when Gateau dipped his legs and sucked brutally on his pale neck.
Marron was sure he would have a bruise from his hold on his wrist. Marron was
becoming panicked as he realized that Gateau had moved so that he could hold
both of his hands in one of his larger ones. This left the other hand free to roam
his slender body. "Please Gateau..."
"Please!
How many times have I begged you, only to be ignored, or politely
rebuffed?" Gateau growled and yanked the bed robe up to Marron's hips
leaving his legs bare. "How much can one man be expected to take? Oh mercy,
you have nothing on under here, tell me, secretly, you
wanted this, and you waited for this."
"No... I
did not... Please stop this..." Marron gasped when Gateau's hands groped
his backside and squeezed. Marron panicked when Gateau began to fumble with his
pants. "No Gateau, do not... please... stop..." Marron cried out when
his hands were released. He thought to move from the bed only to be pressed
back and his legs spread. Marron panicked and began to punch and push against
the greater girth of Gateau. Tears fell freely from Marron's widened eyes as he
stared in the darkness at Gateau who loomed above him. Gateau covered Marron's
mouth with his own to absorb the scream of his penetration.
"Oh
yes..." Gateau ground his hips against Marron who was in too much shocked
pain to do much of anything but sob. His fingers clutched uselessly against
Gateau's shirt in the act of trying to dislodge the larger man. "You are
so tight... It's wonderful inside of you." Gateau ground out and began to
move. Marron sobbed and felt the world melt away into a pit of inky blackness.
Gateau could feel his loins tighten and he sped up gripping Marron's hips and
holding tighter, going faster. Gateau shouted and pressed his forehead against
the sweat dampened brow of Marron. He blinked and realized what he had just
done.
Gateau jumped
away from Marron as if burned and stared down at his prone form. Gateau checked
his pulse praying that he lived. He sighed in relief when he realized that
Marron had simply passed out. "What have I done...
Oh.. What have I done?" Gateau sobbed and pulled
Marron limply into his arms. "Oh... Maro-Chan...
What have I done to you?" Gateau sobbed and pulled the rumpled bed robe
back to Marron's dainty feet. Gateau tucked Marron back into the bed and fled the
scene of his most heinous crime.
Morning
Carrot yawned
widely and stretched before he shuffled down to his brother's room to share
breakfast with him. Carrot paused outside of the door; sure he would get yelled
at for waking so late. Oh but it was all worth it in the quest for midnight
lovin'. Carrot grinned to himself and smirked as he stared at his brother's
door. True, he had been unsuccessful in his journey to find carnal adventures,
but oh what a night. Carrot bounded into his brother's room and paused. Marron
was still lying in bed, he looked asleep. Carrot bounced onto the bed hoping to
wake his younger brother with a playful pounce.
Marron moaned
in his sleep and a tear seeped from underneath his closed eyelids. "No...
Please stop it, it hurts," Marron cried and opened his eyes. Carrot halted
his movements and stared down at his younger brother. Marron looked around
fearfully before his eyes lighted on Carrot. "NII-SAN." Marron sat up
wincing and threw his arms around Carrot and sobbed onto his brother's shirt.
Carrot was confused, but he said nothing and sat there while his little brother
soaked his shirt.
"Maro-Chan... What is wrong, you are scaring me,"
Carrot said when Marron peeled away and looked fearfully around his room.
Getting nothing but a wide eyed stare from Marron; Carrot started to leave the
bed noting that Marron winced when the mattress moved. "Did you have a
nightmare?" Carrot asked kindly. His brother was older now and Carrot did
not expect a positive answer. What he got was more tears. "I'll go get
breakfast and the others, maybe see what Tira, Chocolate
and Gateau are up to, they might want to..." Carrot trailed off at the
look of absolute terror that crossed Marron's face. "
"Don't
leave me, Nii-San."
Carrot paused
as he caught a glimpse of Marron's wrist, he pulled the sleeve of his bed robe
back and saw the bruises that marred the once perfectly pale skin. "Did a
sorcerer come in last night and attack you?" Carrot asked.
Marron hung
his head and waves of shiny black hair covered his face and shoulders as she
shook it. "I told him no but he wouldn't listen." Marron sobbed and
clutched Carrot's shirt and sobbed.
"Told who
no, about what?" Carrot asked, dangerously calm as his brother raised a
tear streaked swollen face to his and whispered.
"Gateau..."
"What did
he do?" Carrot asked he got nothing more than sobbing. Carrot prepared to
get up from the bed and heard Marron gasp loudly.
"Nii-San... Please, call a healer... I think I am
bleeding," Marron said and clenched his fingers against the residual pain
that rocketed through his body.
Carrot ran
from the room panicked, "I need a doctor, something's wrong with
Marron!" He yelled frantically. A door opened down the hall and Mille
stuck his tousled curly head out.
"What do
you mean?" He asked groggy with the need for more sleep. Every one's
shuffling about the night before had kept him awake all night. And from the
sounds of one of the rooms, some one had gotten lucky. He looked Carrot over
and decided that it was definitely not him.
"I don't
know, he was saying some things, some horrible things and then he said he
needed a doctor because he's bleeding, but I only see a few bruises."
Carrot said and pulled Mille from his room. Mille tugged on his shirt and
entered Marron's room to find him sitting up in bed sobbing.
"I have
some medical training, would you like me to look at you?" He asked Marron
gently and smoothed his hair back from his brow. Marron looked up terrified and
his eyes shifted to his older brother. Mille sighed, "Perhaps, Carrot it
would be best if you waited in the hallway, I will tell you what I find."
Mille was more serious than Carrot had ever seen him, but he nodded and left
his baby brother in the older man's capable care. "Tell me what
happened," Mille said to Marron who erupted into full bodied sobs.
"Last
night... He... It Hurt... I told him to stop... I..." Marron could not go
on, he lay on his side and clutched his pillow to his breast and sobs.
Mille stared
at him slack jawed before he sighed and sat on the bed. He placed a gentle hand
on Marron's hip, "Marron," he said softly. "Who raped you?"
Marron gasped
and then looked behind him peering through piles of hair at Mille. He lowered
his eyes and whispered, "Gateau."
"Dear
Lord," Mille said and exhaled a low breath. "I will need you to take
off your robe, it will be easier for me to treat
you..." Marron nodded and began to disrobe.
Carrot paced
back and forth out side his brother's door when Tira
and Chocolate found him. "Carrot, what is wrong, Chocolate said you called
for a doctor this morning. And Gateau is no where to be found and Salad says
she heard strange things last night, like an attack. She was afraid to leave
her room and call for help, but she thinks their might be a parsoner in danger.
Do you think that is where Gateau is?" Carrot stared at Tira and tried to think of an answer. Before he could the
door opened and Mille stuck his head out.
"I have
to go," Carrot said and slipped inside leaving the girls standing in shock
outside the wooden barrier. �What�s wrong with him? What is with the bruises on
his arms?"
"There
are bruises on his arms, and his legs and his neck. There are also bruises on
his backside. Inside he is torn pretty badly, there was some bleeding, but I
managed to get it stopped. His physical wounds will heal in time, but mentally
and emotionally... I am not so sure." Mille said not quite meeting
Carrot's gaze.
"I don't
understand," Carrot said looking towards the bed where Marron lay on his
stomach crying into the pillows and wrapped in blankets.
Mille sighed,
hating the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He placed a hand on
Carrot's shoulder. "Your brother was forced... I mean..."
"Forced
to what?" Carrot asked, "did a sorcerer
attack him? He said it didn't, but then he..."
"A
sorcerer did not attack your brother. A hunter did," Mille said and
sighed, there was no help for it. He just hoped that Carrot would not fly off
the handle. "Last night, Gateau raped him."

No Rain Can Kill The
Rainbow
Carrot turned
to look at his brother who had been sobbing on the bed. Carrot panicked when he
saw Marron give a great sigh and then lie as if unconscious. �Calm down Carrot,
I gave him a sedative. When he wakes he will feel less pain.� Mille said and
waited for Carrot's response. Carrot nodded and turned to the door. �Where are
you going?�
�To kill
him... he hurt my brother,� Carrot was gone before Mille could catch up to him.
�Carrot...?�
�Darling...?� Tira and Chocolate called when he stomped out of his
brother's room. Carrot ignored them both and stomped to his room. He emerged
moments later carrying his sword free of its sheath. �Where are you going?�
Chocolate asked she got no response and began to follow Carrot. Tira shrugged and followed her sister. Carrot stomped to
Gateau's room and frowned, it was empty. He left the room and searched the
grounds around the resort. He found Gateau sitting underneath a tree with his
head in his hands. Gateau looked up at Carrot and stood to his feet.
�You know why
I am here,� Carrot said and raised his sword high and charged forward.
�Carrot, stop
that! What are you doing?� Tira yelled and ran behind
him trying to stop him from this fight.
�Stay back Tira,� Carrot growled, he had never spoken to her with such
vehemence before. �I am going to kill him for hurting my brother.�
�Hurting...
Darling?� Chocolate said but got no further when Carrot ran forward and
attacked Gateau who could do nothing but defend himself.
Mille heard a
small sound and he looked to the bed and saw Marron looking at him. �Where is
...� Marron swallowed hoping to alleviate the dry heaviness of his tongue. �Nii-San?� He asked softly.
Mille sighed
before he said, �Carrot went to... He said he is going to kill Gateau.�
�Where are
they?� Marron gasped out and fought his way free of the blankets. �We have to
stop them, I will not have hunter blood on Nii-San's hands.� Marron weaved on his feet until Mill
grasped his waist to steady him.
�Just try to relax, I gave you quite a large dose of sedative. By all
accounts, you should still be asleep. You are stronger than I thought.� Mille
said with a bright smile.
Marron frowned
sadly and sighed. �I am not as strong as I should be.� He said and limped from
the room as fast as he could.
Gateau had
never seen Carrot so fierce. He had no choice but to fight back. Carrot swung
wildly but with deadly intent. Gateau could not predict his movements. He could
not even attack. The only thing left to him was defense. Carrot saw an opening
and lunged he landed on Gateau's broad chest with his sword pointed at Gateau's
jugular ready to severe the much needed blood vessel. Gateau closed his eyes
and waited, �NII-SAN!� Marron yelled across the trashed field which bore signs
of the battle that had raged.
�I tried to
tell him to stay in bed,� Mille called out to Carrot who fixed him with a
murderous glare.
�You mustn't
kill him.� Marron said, �last night... His eyes,� Marron looked away from
Carrot and breathed deeply before he continued. �Last night, his eyes were
glazed over as if he were possessed. I think I was indeed attacked by a
sorcerer last night. The sorcerer that manipulated him.� Marron breathed in and
finally looked up to meet his older brother's eyes.
Carrot stood
to his feet and angrily threw his sword aside. It landed with a loud clang that
made Marron startle, �fine.� Carrot ground out, �I won't kill him.� Carrot
marched over to Marron and looked him deep in the eyes before he grasped his
arm gently. �Return to bed and...� Marron sucked in a breath at the meaningful
look Carrot gave him. �Don't you ever lie to me again.�
�Hai Nii-San.� Marron said and
looked away from his brother ashamed of his behavior; his weakness. Carrot
surprised all around them by picking Marron up into his arms and carrying him
back to his bedroom. Tira and Chocolate looked at Gateau
who had gotten to his feet and stalked away from them.
�Gateau!�
Chocolate called out to him. �What is going on?� She sighed when she received
no answer. She looked at her sister and went back inside the lodge.
Carrot felt
Marron tense in his arms as they neared his room. �Nii-San,
I do not wish to return to that bed... Please...� Marron blushed and looked
away from Mille's sad look.
�He can take
my room, we'll switch.� Mille said and tried his best to avoid looking at
Marron as Carrot headed for his room instead.
�He will stay
in my room with me,� Carrot affirmed and kicked the door open. The best way for
him to assure his baby brother's safety was to keep him close, and so he would.
�If I had been with you last night... this never would have happened.�
�You can not
blame yourself...� Mille said and placed a hand on Carrot's shoulder after he
gently deposited Marron onto his bed.
�Then who...�
Carrot began but paused and gasped as Marron burst into tears.
�Me!� He
sobbed brokenly. �I am to blame! I swore that I would get stronger, like you Nii-San and yet... I was weak. I was over powered and...
Why would anyone do that to someone else? Something so cruel... why!�
Carrot stared
horrified at the wild panic in his younger brother and was unsure of what to
say to the anguish that marked his pretty features. Mille sighed and reached
out a hand to Carrot. �Why don't you go to his room and collect his things.�
Carrot nodded and left the room wide eyed and stunned. Mille sat beside
Marron's hunched over form and peeled the blankets from his clenched fingers.
�It is not always painful, not always brutal and harsh.� Mille smiled gently
when Marron looked up at him. �Actually with the proper preparation and the
right provocation it can be wonderful.� Marron looked at Mille as if he had
just told him the sky was bright neon green. Mille smiled his most gentle smile
and handed Marron a glass of slightly cloudy water. �Drink this, and please,
this time, get some rest.�
When Carrot
returned to his room it was to find Mille tucking the heavy comforter around
his brother's frame. Mille looked up and smiled before he went to shut the
drapes shrouding the room in semi-darkness. �Is he alright?� Carrot whispered
and looked at his brother's face that was red and splotchy from crying. He saw
the tell tale signs of bruises on his once creamy neck and blanched.
�He will be. I
gave him something to help him sleep. It is the best medicine for him now.�
Mille said and backed out of the room leaving Carrot to sit beside the bed
stroking Marron's thick hair.

Break
Mille knelt in
from the elaborately dressed Big Mama and waited for her to speak. �Report
knight.� She commanded and Mille sighed before he tried to think of what to
say. �Was there a sorcerer involved in last night's activities?�
�No Big Mama,
there was not.� Mille answered, �I would have felt it and interfered. Passion
is hard to decipher, the sounds I heard were easily mistaken for pleasure.�
�Why would
Marron protect Gateau if he truly did force him?� Big Mama asked looking at
Mille with a look of concentration she so rarely displayed. �do
you think Gateau had it half right? Did Marron ...�
�No, Big Mama,
Marron simply did not want the blood of a fellow hunter on his brother's
hands.� Mille answered he blushed at Big Mama's raised eye brows at his
vehemence. �He said as much.� Mille said and looked away from her. �What are
your orders My Lady?�
�Stay with
them and inform me of any changes. They are to stay there and rest for now.
Gateau is to appear before me and Chocolate will remain with you until this is
settled.� Mille bowed and left the grand hall.

Break
�Hungry?�
Mille asked when he returned to Carrot's bedroom carrying a tray of food. He
noted Carrot sitting on the floor by the bed sleeping soundly. Marron blushed
and looked away from Mille. �You have to eat something; I have given you enough
drugs that your system needs sustenance.� Marron accepted the tray. Mille
sighed and sat on a chair near the bed. �How do you feel?�
�There is less
pain,� Marron said and hid his blush behind the large cup of tea. He sniffed it
to make sure there were no more sedatives. Mille noted the gesture and smiled.
�I have been thinking, and there is no way that that could possibly be
enjoyed.�
Marron's eyes
widened when Mille swore. �That should not have been your first encounter with
physical love.� He said softly and touched Marron's hand. �One day you will
find some one who truly cares for you. Be it a male or a female and... it can be wondrous Marron. Why do you think Carrot is horny
all the time?�
�Nii-San does to girls, what Gateau did to me...? (insert large sweat drop) No wonder they all turn him down.�
Marron frowned into his soup, he took several spoonfuls. The sound of the spoon
dipping and being refilled was louder in the tense silence that his words had
brought. Carrot slept on blissfully unaware of the conversation around him.
�Show me,� Marron said staring at Mille wide eyed and slightly fearful.
�What!� Mille
asked and looked quickly at Carrot to make sure that he still slept. �You are
in no condition to... It ... you are still too sore...� Mille shook his head
and looked away from Marron hoping the desire he felt for the younger hunter
would not be plain for him to see. What Mille saw when he looked at Marron was
dejection and sadness of his rejection. Mille sighed and moved the tray from
Marron's lap and sat on the bed. Mille was gentle when he placed his hands on
Marron's shoulders and drew him close. �Relax,� Mille said and pressed his lips
to Marron's.
Marron gasped,
it was a complete opposite from his experience the previous night. Where Gateau
had been rough and demanding, Mille was gently seducing his lips apart. Mille's
tongue traced slow delicious circles around Marron's mouth until Marron sighed
and opened up. Mille smiled before he slid his tongue inside and tasted the
tea, soup and a special flavor that was all Marron. �Give me you tongue,� Mille
said against Marron's lips. Marron hesitated before he stuck his tongue out at
Mille. Mille smiled before he took the wet appendage into his mouth and sucked.
Marron moaned and closed his eyes melting into Mille's embrace. Mille gasped
and shoved away from Marron. �There ... see... it ... Can be... Enjoyed.�
Milled looked away from Marron and placed the tray back into his lap as Carrot
sat up and looked at them.
Carrot noted
his brother's flushed features and grew worried. �Eat something, you need it.�
Mille said and left the room in a hurry. Marron stared blankly after him.
Carrot tried to smile at Marron and playfully inspect his meal hoping that
soon, his brother would be his old self again and not the stunned, terrified
creature he had become.

And The Sun Shines on�
It had been a
week and still Mille berated himself. What had possessed him to do it? He could
not find a rational excuse that would make sense in his befuddled mind. Mille
knew the reason even as he thought of a way to apologize to Marron.
He could not find an excuse because there was none. Mille observed Marron where he sat in the garden and sighed
it was now or never. Carrot had been a hound keeping his little brother near
him. Right now he was off speaking to Big Mama. They had all been summoned over
the course of this week. All except Marron.
Marron sat with his legs folded underneath him and his hands folded as he
meditated. He could hear some one approaching him and knew from the sound of
the movements that it was not his brother. Marron
snaked a hand out and grasped the ankle of the intruder. Any other person would
have fallen, but Mille instinctively caught himself and jumped over Marron to land softly on his right side. Marron was confused, that attack should have rendered an
attacker at a momentary disadvantage. He looked up and blinked several times as
he got a look at Mille.
�Good morning
to you.� Mille said with a gentle smile. �How do you feel?� Mille felt he
should ask, though it was obvious that Marron felt
better for he sat on the ground with no look of discomfort about him.
�You were
quite correct when you first examined me. The body will heal.� Marron said quietly and refused to admit that it had seemed
to take his body forever to stop aching with his every movement. He had begun
to fear that it ever would. Marron lanced at Mille
but found it nearly impossible to maintain eye contact. Mille sighed at the
younger man and wished there was something he could do to help heal his mental
and emotional wounds. Only time could do that, he thought sadly. Only time. �I will see Big Mama when Ni-San returns.� Marron said staring at the small blue flower he held.
Mill took a
moment to appreciate the flow of Marron's hair and
his pristine white robes. �I would like to apologize to you.� Mille said and
sighed when Marron stared at him unblinking. Marron had never known Mille to be so serious and his brow
knitted in obvious confusion. �I can not help but feel that I took advantage of
you when you were... emotional and confused.�
�What are you
talking about?� Mille asked and tried to think of an occasion that Mille could
be speaking of. He gasped and wet his lips with his tongue before he smiled and
a small hint of pink graced his pale cheeks. I do believe I asked you to show
me.� Marron said crisply and looked out over the
field. �You did not take advantage of me. I know what it feels like to be taken
advantage of. It is not nearly so pleasant.�
�You were
distraught, I just... did not have the strength to tell you no.� Mille said
almost instantly wishing he could take the words back. �I must be on my way.�
Mille said and stood quickly to his feet. He paused when he felt Marron holding his sash. Mille caught his breath when he
saw what Marron was offering him. He had not even
realized it was missing. What was this young hunter doing to him?
Marron looked down at the feather in is hand and saw the star along the
seam a clear marking of the... �Haz...� Marron lifted his eyes to Mille who took the feather and
brought a single finger to his lips with a secretive smile. Marron
nodded and blinked, in an instant, Mille was gone.
Marron bowed low before Big Mama and waited for her to ask for an
explanation. �I am greatly disturbed by this turn of events Marron
Glace.� Were her first words to him. Marron could not look up at her. �I do not like it when my
hunters find themselves at odds with each other. It makes missions dangerous
for all. I have spoken at length with Gateau.� Mama waited and watched as Marron flinched only a little at the name of his attacker.
�You were wounded, and mishandled. If it is your wish I will punish Gateau, and
further still separate him from the group.�
Marron thought long and hard, he knew what Mama was asking him. He had
not wanted Gateau's advances, he had not invited him. He did not want it to
happen again, but... �I believe that he is punishing himself with thoughts of
regret. I would like some time away from him to... Think, but the separation
need not permanent.� Marron said staring at the floor
of the large chamber. Big Mama leaned back against her elaborate chair and
smiled. Marron was stronger than he thought. She
hoped Mille could see that and respond accordingly.
�You are
dismissed.� Mama said and smiled as she watched him bow and walk graceful as
ever out of her sight.
(Three Weeks
Later)
Marron sat under a tree and watched the petals of the small pink and
white blossoms fall from the trees. The moon hung low in the sky glowing pale
light over the starry sky. Mille sat idly staring up. Marron
looked up at the moon; he had always liked the rain of petals, it made him feel
as if he sat in a fragrant and warm snow. Carrot yawned widely beside him. �If
you are tired Ni-San, you should return to bed. I will only be out here for a
moment more... Perhaps.�
�Perhaps?� Carrot asked, he caught a meaningful look from his
brother and sighed. They had talked about this, he had
tried to discourage Marron from his current decision.
But his mind was made up and Carrot got to his feet and dusted off his bottom
and headed inside.
Mille realized
they were alone and hastened to stand. Lately Marron
had made him uncomfortable with his steady gaze. As if her were pondering
something seriously. �I will bid you good night as well. Gateau will be
returning tomorrow sleep well.� Mille tried to beat a hasty retreat but Marron stopped him with a sad look.
�You know what
I would request of you... do you find me repulsive now because...� Marron paused when Mill forcefully pulled him to his feet.
�You are very
young, confused and possibly traumatized. What kind of man would I be to...� Mille paused when Marron
stretched up onto his toes and pressed a kiss to his lips. When he pulled away
tears glistened in his large eyes making Mille's
knees wobble slightly.
�You do not
want me?� Marron asked and began to turn away. �I
need to know the difference.� Marron turned his back
to Mille and wrapped his arms tightly around himself trembling in the slight
breeze that should not have bothered him but lifted his hair. He raised a hand
to smooth it back and felt Mille standing directly behind him.
Mille battled
with himself in every possible way. He knew that Marron
was upset, and as he had said earlier, possibly traumatized. He placed his
hands on Marron's waist and gave a gentle squeeze. He
should not do this, he knew it as sure as he knew how
badly he wanted this beautiful young hunter. �I am going to bed.� He said
feeling crushed when Marron's shoulders slumped in
sad dejection. �I will leave my door unlocked... If you are
sure.� Mille squeezed again and turned to walk away leaving Marron alone underneath the falling showers of petals.
Marron dropped to the soft grass in relief and unexplainable fear. He
sat for a bit longer, wondering what Mille would do to him. Fearing that he
cold not take it, not the pain... not again. Marron
squared his shoulders and got to his feet. He was stronger now, he was capable
of... Of what he was not exactly sure. But he was
bound and determined to find out. With a firm shake of his head, Marron resettled his hair and walked to the Inn.
Mille called
himself every kind of fool that he knew of. He paced back and forth in his room
before he sighed and undressed. As he put on a pair of loose fitting sleeping
pants and crawled into bed, he decided that it was for the best that Marron had changed his... Soft knocking on his door
disturbed his train of thought so much that it was a moment before he answered.
�I am awake and the door is unlocked as I told you it would be.� Mille tried
not to swear as Marron walked into his room wearing
his own sleeping robe tied loosely. Mille sat on the edge of his bed with his
hands folded neatly in his lap and waited for Marron
to cross the expanse of the room.
Marron had never seen Mille's hair unbound and
he reached out to touch a soft curl. He faltered and his hand fell limp at his
side and he stood silent by the bed lacking the nerve to get in. Mille looked
up and made a firm decision and got to his feet. He placed his hands on Marron's hips and pulled him forward. �You can leave here
anytime you want.� He said before he placed his lips to Marron's.
Marron sighed and melted against Mille opening his
mouth to the soft tongue that slide between his lips. Slowly...
Mille cautioned himself and pulled back to look into Marron's
eyes which were slowly clouding with desire.
Mille pulled
him closer until their bodies were pressed together. Marron
gasped and Mille drank in the small exhalation of sweet air. Mille worked his
way over to Marron's neck and kissed it softly before
moving his tongue in lazy circles Marron swallowed
trying to contain a moan. He had never known that a mouth could be so warm. He
felt as if his skin should be burned and yet. He brought his hands up and
clutched Mille's head feeling his fingers sink into
the curls. Mille lost the battle and turned Marron to
the bed and sat him on it.
�You are very
beautiful Marron, I will be very careful. Do you
understand?� Mille said and watched waiting. Marron
nodded and smiled. He was glad that Mille had agreed. Marron
was silent when he reached up and undid the sash at the waist of his bed robe. Marron pushed the robe from his shoulders and shrugged free
of the soft garment. He sat bare before Mille and blushed slightly when Mille
simply stared at him. Mille brought his his hands up
and undid his pants. He inclined his head to the pillows and Marron nodded before he lay back among the pillows. Mille
took a moment to appreciate the sight of Marron
laying on his silky hair before he crawled into bed and pulled the covers up
around them.
Marron trembled slightly when he felt Mille's
lips at his ear. Mille's hand traveled up to Marron's chest, he found his nipple and stroked his before
taking it between his finger and thumb and gave it a gentle pinch. �Oh...� Marron gasped and leaned up into the tantalizing touch. He
turned his head and allowed Mille's tongue into his
mouth for a deep exploration that left him breathless. Mille backed away leaving
Marron breathless and trembling.
�Cold?� Mille asked with a smirk. Marron
shook his head and blushed brighter glad for the
darkness of the room. Mille lowered his face to Marron's
chest and took the previously tortured nipple into his mouth. Marron felt it all the way down his spine. Mille took his
other hand and began to ply the other nipple with similar treatment. Marron moaned and brought a hand to his mouth in surprise.
�Feels good?� Mille said not waiting for an answer before he kissed Marron again holding back a smile when Marron's
tongue eagerly sought out his own and he wrapped his arms his neck and held
tight. Mille could feel Marron swelling with need and
lay fully atop him spreading Marron's legs in the
process.
�Mille ...
Ah...� Marron moaned when Mille shifted causing Marron to slide against his stomach as he moved down. Mille
stared before he opened his mouth and took Marron in.
�Oh!� Marron gave a surprised yelp before he melted
and arched his back offering more of himself to Mille's
warm mouth and slick tongue. Mille backed off and inserted his index finger
into his mouth to moisten it before he pressed it against Marron'
entrance causing the younger man to squirm in fear.
�Relax,� Mille
informed him and pushed the tip of his finger inside. Marron
was amazed at how pleasant that finger felt inside of him. Mille moved it
around before another joined it. All the while, Mille's
tongue continued to drive Marron crazy. Closer and
closer the edge he swerved dangerously, but Mille held him at the precipice of
release. �Oh... Please...� Marron begged knowing that
whatever he was getting closer to would be spectacular. Mille smiled around his
mouthful before he sucked deeply and shoved his fingers all the way inside and
tasted Marron as he came.
When Marron opened his eyed he was cradled in Mille's arms and Mille was stroking his hair. Marron blushed and looked out the window at the moon that
seemed to smile at him. He felt extremely pleasant. Mille wondered why Marron would not look at him. He sighed, �If you wish to...
leave now, I will understand.� Mille said denying his own straining erection. Marron turned to face him and Mille could see the smile in
the dim light from the bright moon. Marron slowly
shook his head and kissed Mille. He could taste faint traces of himself on Mille's tongue and he felt himself stiffening again. Mille
sat up and pulled Marron with him. �If you are sure,�
Mille said and pulled the covers aside and away from his waist. �Can you... get
me wet? It will make it easier.� Mille explained when Marron
gave him a questioning look.
Marron blushed brightly when Mille's meaning
became clear. He wet his lips before he lowered his head and placed his tongue
tentatively against Mille. Mille tried to keep his hips still as Marron discovered the taste and texture of him leaving
moisture in his wake. �Enough...� Mille half moaned the word as he pulled Marron and lay him back on the pillows. Marron
was almost eager as he spread his legs for Mille to nestle snug against him.
Mille slide his fingers into Marron's warm mouth and
felt the smooth recesses suck his fingers with a smile. He removed his fingers
and inserted theminto Marron
spreading the slickness around and making sure that Marron
was comfortable before he took himself in hand pressed forward.
�Oh...� Marron said when Mille slide cleanly inside and held
himself still.
�Does it
hurt?� Mille asked against Marron's soft kiss swollen
lips.
�Please,� Marron said and raised his hips gasping when it felt as
Mille slide deeper inside. �More... Do not stop.� Milled smiled and was more
that happy to comply.
�Move with
me,� Mille said and grasped Marron's hips lifting him
in time to his own thrusts. �Just like this.� Mille said when Marron began to move on his own.
�Oh... This...
Feels... Good.� Marron gasped surprised that Mille
had been right. Proper preparation and... �Oh...� Marron
cried out and squeezed his lips together to hold back his cries. Mille kissed
him and paused shaking his head when Marron tried to
move his hips to encourage Mille to move. Marron
looked questioning up at Mille.
�I want to
know how you feel, don't hold back.� Mille said and flexed his hips grinding
down against Marron causing him to shiver and moan.
�It feels...
good... oh... I... Oh... I like... it.� Marron said
and clenched his hands against Mille's shoulders
before he buried his hands in the abundant curls. Mille grinned and kissed Marron and began to move again swallowing his cries of
pleasure. Mille pulled back and concentrated on moving his hips and staring at Marron's beautiful face as it clouded over with bliss. Marron had never felt anything so stirring that it caused
the pit of his stomach to clench so tightly. �Oh... Mille... Oh...� Marron cried out and Mille reached between them and stroked
once... twice... Marron cried out again as he came
bathing them both with his release. Mille pushed in several more times before
he tensed and came deep inside of Marron who lay as if n shock underneath him.
Mille pulled
free and collapsed beside Marron pulling him into his
arms. �You are cruel.� Mille said as he held Marron
tightly.
�Cruel?� Marron asked and sat up partially to look into the pain
that covered Mille's face.
�To experiment
so, when there is... So much more.� Mille said
disappointed with himself for giving in.
�Experiment? Mille, I do care for you. I was angry with you and myself
when we first met.� Marron said before he lay down
and cuddled Mille. �I was angry with you because you seemed drawn to my
brother, and at myself when I was being drawn to you.
I did not like men, I knew it, but... Then just when I
wanted to talk to you about my feelings... Gateau...� Marron
could not continue and Mille raised a hand to wipe the tears from his face. �I
was terribly frightened to tell you, I feared you would do something as
horrible as... and then you said that it could be wonderful... I feared that
you lied.. I ... but now I know and...�
�Shh,� Mille said pressing a soft finger to Marron's lips and tucking his head securely into the crook
of his neck.�Get some sleep.� Mille said and stroked Marron's smooth, thick hair. Marron
lay quietly against Mille and he could tell the moment when his breathing
evened out in slumber. Mille smiled before he joined him.

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