Think What You Want

Legal BS: I do Not own Bastard so do not sue me!!! And without further ado the fic!!


A strong silent figure leaned against an open window in a grand palace. However, this was no king, no just the worlds most powerful sorcerer. Most powerful and now the most perplexed. Days had turned to weeks; weeks had turned into nearly a month and a half. The man at the window had the feeling his life was about to get considerably more complicated and he hated complications. “Arshe”, Darsh whispered, his eyes following the lightening streaks, signaling her return to him. She would arrive the next day so he still had time, though it didn’t make anything any easier.

The blonde teenager sighed, his eyes following the outside sky as well. He’d offered to just pack up and leave, he’d do anything for the man standing at the window. The fire ruler had refused, insisting he stay and they’d work this out. The teen never knew if it was just the sex he’d be missing out on or if the warlock truly cared for him like he said he did. At the end of the day it didn’t matter, he loved enough for the both of them. “Darsh come back to bed”, Kall-Su pleaded. Gods he sounded like a nagging wife, but he didn’t care. He’d had enough of his lovers brooding for one night. He climbed out of said bed completely naked from the round of sex they’d had almost an hour ago. “If you’re not going to talk to me will you at least SLEEP with me?” He questioned after wrapping his arms around his lovers tense body.

The fire ruler sighed as a lithe form pressed against his own. His blood began to heat, despite the tension in his body and mind. “Mmhh Kall-Su”, Darsh groaned, seriously considering what the blonde was offering.

“I wont force you to talk, you know that, but I’m fully planning on attempting to force you back into bed”, Kall-Su informed with a smirk. He knew the warlock’s resistance was weakening. The signs plain in the way tension was easing from his muscles as they stood body to body.

“Is that so!?” Darsh inquired with a raised eyebrow as he turned to face the teen. He was also naked, as well as very clearly aroused. There was no battle to be fought; he’d lost as soon as his lover had approached.

“Well if you’re going to be that difficult I might as well just go back to my own bed”, Kall-Su shrugged, turning to walk away. He only made it three steps before he found himself flipped on his back on the sorcerer’s bed. “That’s more like it”, he whispered before pulling the man now above him in for a heated kiss. Their hips were already grinding together, the rhythm found easily. Despite it having only been around a month, he still couldn’t count how many times they’d had sex. Darsh was an insatiable and demanding lover. The ice sorcerer had been more than happy to learn to keep up and even surprise the older man with his own sexual cravings.

“Mmmm I’m going to have you begging for me before we’re through”, Darsh purred against his lovers lips. He then let his own lips wander, tasting and teasing at every known weak spot the teen had.

“Don’t you always?” Kall-Su replied breathless. He had no problem begging for what he wanted. Though torture it may be, it was still pleasurable. Besides, he always enjoyed their drawn out bouts of sex over a quick fuck anyway. “God Darsh…” he groaned, but he refused to start begging just yet, he wasn’t that weak. There was already a slick finger pressing inside of him. The first was soon joined by another, thrusting in and out till he nearly writhed with want.

“What do you want Kall-Su?” Darsh inquired, his pace slow, knowing it would drive the teen crazy. He added a third finger, stretching, preparing the blonde below him. He lightly brushed against the bundle of nerves inside his lovers waiting sheath. The ice sorcerer cried out, his back arching, making the warlock groan in satisfaction.

“Want you to fuck me, hard, now”, Kall-Su informed, no longer shy about what he wanted. Groaning as he was rolled onto his stomach and those teasing fingers left him as well. He rested on all fours, anxiously awaiting the rough sex the position promised. “…Daarsh…” he whimpered as a warm strong body draped over him. He could feel the length of his lover pressed against him, just barely inside. One strong push and he could fill himself like he longed to do. No matter how hard he tried, however the grip on his slim hips was strong and he was stuck.

“Mmmm you told me what you wanted, but you never said the magic word”, Darsh purred, driving himself in a little further, but nowhere close to where they both wanted him to be. The teen growled in frustration before, giving in and begging for it like the older man had said he would. “Mmm Kall still so fucking tight”, he moaned as he thrust himself to the hilt in the intoxicating heat that was his lover’s body. Starting up a steady rhythm of thrusts, he relinquished his hold on the teen’s hips allowing the blonde to meet each motion.

It wasn’t long before he’d fallen over, spilling himself with a cry over the fire ruler’s hand and onto the silk sheets. Still his lover continued to pound into him, showing no signs of letting himself go anytime soon. The warlock was working out his frustrations and if the tension the blonde had felt earlier was any indication. It could be a very long night. Not that he was complaining; he was the one who’d forced the older man back to bed after all. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, god, Darsh, yes”, Kall-Su moaned, the words punctuating each thrust of his hips. He gasped as his lover suddenly pulled out and he was flipped onto his back. His entire body arched as the fire ruler grasped his hips tipping them up and literally slammed himself back inside.

“Wanted to watch you come this time”, Darsh informed as ice blue eyes blinked up at him in confusion. He continued to thrust, the blonde’s body arching into his as he did so. Sweat glistened on their skin, his fingers sliding slightly as he loosened his grip. “God, so fucking good”, he groaned, watching the teen writhe with satisfaction.

He was close to the edge again, vaguely wondering if his lover would follow him over. Body bent almost in half to accommodate, he claimed the fire ruler’s mouth with his own. “Love you”, Kall-Su whispered against his lover’s lips as the kiss broke. Only moments later, he threw his head back, careening over the edge and taking Darsh with him. Despite the high, he could still feel every push of those hips as the warlock rode out his own orgasm. Sleep was short lived and only when the rest was felt necessary that night.

It was near dawn when he was finally wound down enough to sleep. Arshe wouldn’t be back till later in the day. He could rest and be gone before then. He felt a bit bad for just leaving like that, but it had actually been the teen’s idea. This was certainly going to get interesting. He just hoped it wouldn’t end the way he feared. He loved Arshe, but he’d come to care for Kall-Su as well. Loosing either would be hard and he wasn’t sure if he could handle choosing between them. He knew the ice sorcerer was more than willing to concede and it was exactly that reason; that he didn’t want to give him up. Arshe could be so demanding at times, where Kall-Su rarely if ever asked for anything. “What have I gotten myself into?” Darsh mumbled against the teen’s shoulder blade. It was with that thought, sleep claimed him.


So there it is, sorry it took soooo long. *kicks muse* Hopefully I will have more for you soon. I have the ideas bouncing around in my head, its getting them down that\'s the hard part lol. Much luv to all of you for reviewing. PLZ let me know what you think!!! Oh and my e-mail changed. Its now ke_neko@hotmail.com so feel free to e-mail me if you have ideas or requests ^___^