When Fates Collide

*sighs in relief* I am so happy that the last chapter wasn’t a complete mistake! As I said it was my second lemon and I didn’t know how it was, thanks for the good reviews! Also, I apologize for making you wait for this chapter, I was very busy…(yeah right, I was just watching my copy of the Esca movie, by the way I just need to get this off of my chest *takes deep breath* Movie Folken was a complete jerk for doing what he did to Dilandau, Dilly just didn‘t deserve all that, those of you who have seen the movie know what I am talking about, darn Folken…) But now that I am back, Enjoy!


When Fates Collide


Chesta milled about Dilandau’s study wondering just what he would say to the others when it was his “turn” with Dilandau. ‘I don’t know if I even want to do this anymore, maybe they will let me leave when Gatti is finished’ he thought with a sigh ‘You would be giving up your only chance to have him’ a familiar voice stated in Chesta’s mind, He was growing tired of the voice for it always made him feel uneasy ‘But I don’t want to do this, if he doesn’t want to, it just isn’t right…’ Chesta returned weakly ‘It doesn’t matter now does it?, and besides how do you know he doesn’t feel the way you do?’ the voice continued ‘I will just have to wait, and maybe talk to him when it is my turn then’ Chesta thought. He sighed heavily, tired of having so many things happening so quickly and not having enough time to think things through.

Chesta looked over at Guimel who was lounging on the couch and Dalet who was investigating the desk that occupied the room. “I don’t see why we couldn’t have gone first” Guimel complained, breaking the silence that had settled over the room “We could have drawn lots or flipped a coin or something, just because it was his idea doesn’t mean he has the right to go first” he continued “I suppose,” Dalet said in a rather bored tone “But, I didn’t think you were so eager Guimel” he laughed and in a moment had crossed the room and pinned Guimel to the sofa “Was I that much of a bore? Is Dilandau really so much better than me?” Dalet asked with a mock look of hurt on his face. “Never! With Dilandau it’s lust, the fact that I can’t, or couldn’t, have him made me want him. With you on the other hand…” Guimel trailed of as he pulled Dalet into a passionate kiss

Chesta looked away, wanting to give the two some privacy. He had never been able to so blatantly flaunt his attractions and would never of had the gall to do such things in front of other people. Guimel and Dalet on the other hand, didn’t seem to mind at all as they continued their ‘activity’. Chesta walked towards the desk and looked through the papers that were scattered on it. All were military maneuvers and what seemed to be orders from Folken and the other powers that governed the DragonSlayers. Chesta couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be in charge of Dilandau, to be able to tell him what to do. He chuckled at the thought, what a job that would be, Chesta felt almost sorry for Folken who, although he was supposed to be in charge, didn’t receive much respect from the boy. ’You could be the one in charge, for tonight at least’ the voice spoke to Chesta once again ’I could…what a thrill’ Chesta thought, a slight smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

Dalet finally pulled away from Guimel and smiled down at him, “I have an idea,” He began and Guimel stared at him expectantly. Dalet leaned his face close to Guimel’s ear and whispered “We could go together, that way neither of us would feel betrayed” Guimel let out a laugh before answering “What a wonderful idea! It has been awhile since we had a good threesome, I bet this will be ten times better than that time with Viole!” Dalet smiled as he remembered “So now all we need to do is find out who goes next” He said as he looked over at Chesta.

“So Chesta, do you want to go next, or will you let us have the honor?” Dalet asked in honeyed tones, his face rather flushed “You are both going at the same time?!” Chesta asked a little surprised “Yes, It’s more fun that way” Dalet snickered “So, What’s your answer?” “I,” Chesta began but was cut off as a loud moan reached their ears. All three Slayers turned towards Dilandau’s chamber doors “Well someone is enjoying himself “ Dalet said with a laugh, not quite sure whose voice he had heard “I hope Gatti doesn’t wear him out” Guimel sighed turning back to Chesta “So, do you want to go next or not?” He inquired “You two can go ahead” Chesta muttered at length. “Great” Dalet mutter before turning his attentions back to Guimel. Chesta took another look at the doors to Dilandau’s chamber before focusing back on his thoughts.

Dilandau’s room

‘I am being crushed’ Dilandau thought at length. He could feel Gatti’s weight pushing down on him and was finding it hard to breath. He tried to shift a bit and found to his discomfort that Gatti had yet to remove himself from his body. Dilandau thought about saying something, but he didn’t trust his voice at the moment. Licking his lips he could taste his salty sweat, he blinked once for his eyes stung ‘Strange’ he thought, not wanting to accept the fact that he had been crying for some time. Taking a shuddering breath he tried to calm himself enough to think straight. For the first time in a long time Dilandau was at a loss. He was ashamed and humiliated and could do nothing about it. The thought alone made him want to weep but he refused to do so.

He felt Gatti begin to stir and let out a hiss of pain through grit teeth as the Slayer pulled out of him. It was a relief to have weigweight off of him and he took a deep breath. ‘I don’t want him to see me like this’ was the first thought that came to his head and he tried to wipe his face on his sheets, hoping Gatti would think that only sweat stained his face. ‘He will pay for this…’ he thought, his anger returning with every breath he took. He felt Gatti cover him with a sheet and lean towards his face. He tried to pull away but couldn’t get too far, Gatti wiped his face and kissed his cheek before turning to leave. Dilandau lay bound in what he was finding to be a more uncomfortable way by the moment, and couldn’t think of a thing to say as he heard Gatti exit the room.

Gatti’s POV

He lay panting on his commanders back, feeling more comfortable there than he had ever felt anywhere else. He let out a pleasured sigh and realized his now softened member still lay deep inside of Dilandau’s body. ‘If only I could stay this way’ he thought wantonly before slowly pulling himself out. Gatti stood, retrieved his pants, and put them on as he looked down at his prone master. Gatti had to resist the urge to lick the glistening sweat from Dilandau’s back and, noticing that he was shivering, covered his master with a sheet. ‘If only this could have lasted forever’ he thought as he leaned forward and kissed his love before leaving the room. Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered why Dilandau hadn’t said anything but he dismissed the thought.

Dilandau’s Study

All eyes turned to the doors to Dilandau’s room as they slowly opened and a collective sigh was heard throughout the room as the occupants saw that it was Gatti who emerged. Guimel broke the silence with a sharp laugh “You sure scared us there Gatti, I for one thought it was going to be Dilandau who walked through that door” Gatti gave his a smile as he walked over to the couch and sat down. “So, how was it?” Dalet asked eagerly “Why don’t you give him a moment and find out for yourself” Gatti returned with a grin. “He is all right then?” Chesta asked nervously “Of course from what I could tell, he has even calmed down some, Why wouldn’t he be?” Gatti asked “I don’t know” Chesta replied. Gatti shrugged and looked up to see Guimel and Dalet impatiently pacing near Dilandau’s doors. “Don’t tell me you are both going?” Gatti asked with a slight smile, the two grinned back at him in answer.


I know, I know, this chapter had a lot of talk but hopefully it wasn’t too bad for you all, I also had to dangle the thought on a Dalet/Guimel/Dilandau threesome in front of your noses to make sure you will come back next time. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! More reviews = more chapters!! My ideal amount of reviews per chapter is ten!! Lemon awaits!! Until Nexme! me!

*Note: I do not own Escaflowne or any of the characters therein…WHY!!? oh cruel fate!!! WHY!!!!!??

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First and foremost I would like to thank all those who reviewed!, It makes me so happy to see that you enjoy my writing. You all must forgive me for making you wait for this chapter, I know how annoying it is when writers make you wait for weeks or months before updating. I was claimed by the treacherous…writers block! *dun dun dun, lightning strikes* Also I was very daunted by this chapter, there are only so many ways to have three guys go at it ^_^(). Hopefully you will not be let down this chapter. I tried to keep things interesting but my Yaoi writing skills might not quite be up to par for the more hardcore readers (I am still just a novice when it comes to Yaoi!) But as long as you keep supporting me, I‘ll keep writing. Enjoy!


When Fates Collide


Once He was certain that Gatti had left the room, Dilandau began to cry again. Memories flooded into his mind, memories he had buried deep inside him, memories he had hoped to forget…

He was younnly nly seven or eight, He sat huddled in the corner of his room and had cried. He remembered that he had just returned from a “visit” with the Maudoshi. He hated them, but his fear of the cloaked ones kept his hatred in check. He had always fought them when they came to take him, but it always proved to be useless in the end. The Maudoshi would take him no matter how much he cried and screamed and struggled. He remembered that they would do such horrible things to him, it was always painful to “visit” the Maudoshi. After they were through with him they would send him back. Back to his room where he was left hurt, ashamed, and alone.

Dilandau hadn’t felt that way in a long time. For years he had been the one in charge, the one who inspired fear, and the one who caused pain. But now, lying bound on his bed, he felt the same way he had back then. As his carefully hidden memories were revealed he couldn’t help but weep. ‘Get a hold of yourself!’ his mind said sharply ‘You are Dilandau Albatou, Captain of the elite DragonSlayers of Zaibach! And you will not be broken by this’ the disciplined military part of his mind stated, disgusted at the weakness he was showing. Dilandau forced himself to stop crying.

“They will pay,” He said with conviction “I could not make the cloaked ones pay, but they will pay” He said softly and took a deep breath. ‘I will wait, they are not finished with me yet,’ He thought with a shudder ‘But, nothing they do could compare to what I have suffered through. I will wait…and they will pay’ He thought angrily. Heked ked up as the door to his room opened and in walked Dalet and Guimel.

Back, and in Dilandau’s study

“I think we have given him enough time” Guimel proclaimed as he tapped his foot impatiently. “You never were patient Guimel, especially at a time like this” Dalet laughed as he turned to Gatti “So what do you think? Has he had enough time or did you really give it to him?” he asked Gatti with a smirk. Gatti blushed slightly before replying “I think he should be fine by now, he is the Commander after all”. “Great” Dalet said as he and Guimel headed toward the door. “Don’t worry Chesta, we’ll leave some for you” Guimel called back as Dalet opened the door and the two disappeared inside.

Dilandau’s room

Dalet and Guimel entered to find Dilandau bound and lying on his belly. He had a wild look in his eye and the boys were slightly taken aback, but brushed the feeling aside as they approached him. “Dalet! Guimel! You two will release me at once!” Dilandau practically yelled as the two stopped near his bed. “I am sorry but I can’t do that right now sir…unless you plan on going along with things peacefully” Dalet said laughter in his voice, Dilandau didn’t know the meaning of the word ‘peaceful’. Dilandau let out a string of curses at this. “I didn’t think so. So Guimel how do you want to do this?” inquired the brown haired Slayer. “We can start by flipping him over” Guimel stated, and the two went about adjusting their leader to suit them.

When they were finished, Dilandau lay towards the top of his bed on his back. The two Slayers sighed and took a minute to rest, Dilandau had struggled and cursed the whole time. Standing, Guimel removed the gag that they had placed in Dilandau’s mouth “Comfortable” He asked only half serious. Another string of curses was all he got. Guimel sighed but relaxed as he felt Dalet’s hands snake around his torso. “Don’t worry he’ll come around soon enough” He whispered into Guimels ear. Guimel smiled as he lowered himself onto Dilandau’s bed and crawled towards his supine master. Both boys removed their clothing and tossed it to the side not wanting to struggle with it later.

Dilandau’s POV

He had fought as his Slayers moved him, cursing and threatening the whole time. It had only earned him a gag. ‘So they intend to take me together then?’ he thought struggling not to fall into despair. The gag was removed, “Comfortable?” Guimel asked sarcastically. Cursing, Dilandau could find no articulate way to voice his rage. He eventually stopped himself and watched as the inevitable approached. He began to wonder what exactly the two had planned for him. ‘If you dwell on it, it will only make it worse’ he told himself. He shuddered as Dalet and Guimel snaked their way to either side of him and began to suck at his neck. He nearly cried out as the pleasurable sensation he so hated ran through his body.

‘My body betrays me yet again,’ He thought miserably as the two continued their sensual tortures by moving down to his chest. ‘Would it be so wrong if I went along with it?’ Hederedered as he felt his nipples being taken into the warm mouths of his tormentors. ‘Such a feeling…perhaps I should give in…’ He thought before yelping in pain alet let bit a little to hard. ‘Never,’ He decided stubbornly ‘I will never submit to them willingly’ He promised himself silently gathering up his dignity, his mind resisting as his body complied. The feelings that coursed through his body were becoming more intense. Both Guimel and Dalet gave his one last hard suck before pulling away and moving ever lower. Dilandau gasped as the sheet that had been covering him was removed.

He felt retched lying uncovered in front of his underlings his obvious arousal exposed to them. ‘Damn this body’ he thought, for once not completely satisfied with it, ‘for betraying me’ he finished as Guimeleredered his head close to his manhood. He wanted to beg for him to stop, ask him not to do what he knew was coming, but what was left of his pride held him in check ‘I will not beg’ he thought as his vision became blurred by the tears he held back. “You will pay” he muttered softly. He saw Guimel lower his head, engulfing his hardened member, and all thoughts flew from his mind.

Guimel’s POV

Guimel loved the taste of Dilandau. It was how he had always dreamed it would be ‘He tastes as clean and sweet as he looks’ he thought as he lapped at his masters neck. He watched as Dalet lowered his head towards the plain of Dilandau’s chest and followed suit. He heard Dilandau moan softly and smiled against his chest. ‘He enjoys this more than he lets on’ he thought, smiling, and he sucked the nub that rested in his mouth. It was now completely erect, Guimel gave it a farewell lick as he moved ever lower. Softly kissing Dilandau’s toned abdomen, Gu pul pulled himself away unable to keep himself from his prize anymore. He removed the sheet that Dalet had insisted on keeping their commander covered with and was glad to see his theory was true.

‘He is liking this’ Guimel thought with a smile as he looked down on Dilandau’s stiffened member. Letting out a short laugh, he thought ‘Well if he liked that, he will love this’. He slowly lowered his head to the apex of Dilandau’s thighs and prepared to fulfill the wish he had had since he first lay eyes on his commander. He took his commander into the warm cavern of his mouth and with practiced form moved his tongue up and down the its length. He could feel Dilandau’s body shiver with pleasure and he smiled as he rubbed the sensitized ridge near the tip of the shaft. Guimel didn’t think he could possibly enjoy himself more, but he was proven wrong as he felt Dalet’s fingers slick into him, slowly moving in and out. Letting out a pleasure filled sigh, Guimel focused his attentions on the flesh that occupied his mouth.

Dalet’s POV

He was tenderly suckling Dilandau’s nipple and could feel his master’s body heat rising. He smiled at receiving such a reaction from Dilandau. He began to gently nip at the nub loving the soft moans his attentions brought. He looked over to see his partner with a look of bliss on his face ‘He is enjoying himself a little too much’ Dalet thought, his slight fit of jealousy causing him to bite down a little too hard. He smiled as Dilandau let out a muffled yelp ‘So he cael pel pain’ he thought as he licked at the would to sooth it. He watched as Guimel moved towards Dilandau’s legs. Seeing Guimel take their master into his mouth, Dalet moved into place behind his love and prepared him.

Once he was sure his partner was ready, he maneuvered his stiff member into place and pushed in, loving the soft moan Guimel let out. He pushed in and out slowly at first then faster, building momentum just the way his lover liked it. He could feel Guimel shiver in pleasure as he hit the spot inside him that would cause the most pleasure. Smiling to himself he looked up at Dilandau whose face was alternating between a grimace and a rather sated look. ‘He is fighting for control’ thought the brown haired Slayer as he grabbed Guimel’s hip in one hand and reached under him and grabbed his throbbing member with the other. ‘He won’t last’ Dalet thought as he began to stroke his love, feeling that orgasm was fast approaching.

Dilandau’s POV

Dilandau could feel his body coming closer to release, he shivered in anticipation. Guimel was assaulting his senses and he hardly had the will to fight He moaned as Guimel created a slight suction with his mouth and took him ever deeper. Struggling to resist the instinct to buck his hips towards the pleasurable sensation, his pride was all that held him. ‘I will not moan at their touch’ he thought as he bit his lip to hold in the sounds of pleasure ‘I will not let them know the pleasure I feel’ he thought hoping he would be able to keep his promise to himself. Suddenly Guimel began to moan, the hum sending vibrations through him. Dilandau bit his lip to keep from crying out, so close to his release. The feeling abruptly stopped and he could feel Guimel removed his mouth from him.

He forced himself to look down, seeing them both lying panting towards the end of the bed, one on top of the other. They had both climaxed, he hadn’t. Dilandau lay in shock as his body screamed for release, it had been so close for it all to be taken away. Not realizing it, or caring, Dilandau began to squirm in his bonds. ’What are they doing?’ he thought frantically, his painfully erect member growing more and more uncomfortable by the moment. He could feel a pressure inside of him that demanded release and as much as he hated it, he wanted one of his Slayers to take care of it. ’Now’ he thought desperately as he continued to move in his bonds unconsciously trying to draw their attention.

Finally, he gave in. Letting out a whimper of wanton desire, he spoke “finish it”. He saw the two look up and wished he could crawl into a hole and die. He had been forced to ask them to fulfill his need. Hatred and sorrow seethed inside of him but it was smothered by what his body was feeling. He let out a sigh of relief as he felt the two moving towards him, only to let out a frustrated cry as Dalet teased him by giving him nothing more than soft kisses on his tip. Swallowing his pride, he began to whine pumping his hips trying to entice Dalet into coming closer. Eventually Dalet gave in, taking his master into his mouth. Dilandau held back a cry of ecstasy as Dalet gave him a hard suck. His body obeyed its instincts and he bucked his hips forward pushing himself deeper into Dalet. Dilandau let out a soft cry as his body shook with the force of his release. He lay panting, trying to regain his senses.

Dalet/Guimel POV

Dalet turned to Guimel and kissed him deeply, letting him taste of Dilandau’s seed. Guimel smiled once the kiss was broken and the two stood to gather themselves and their clothes. They both turned back to their leader once they had dressed. He lay disheveled and sweaty on his bed, his eyes closed tight. Dalet moved to cover him, then both of the Slayers gave their master a final kiss on the cheek and turned to leave.

Dilandau’s study

Chesta paced nervously, wondering if he should tell Gatti that he had changed his mind and wanted to leave. Gatti watched Chesta walked around the room, eventually his curiosity got the best of him, that and the fact that Chesta was becoming very annoying, caused him to ask “Something wrong Chesta? What is bothering you?” Chesta stopped dead in his tracks. ‘Should I tell him?’ he thought worriedly ‘You really do want o go through with it’ the ever present voice in his mind stated ‘I know but,’ Chesta began ‘Stop thinking about it and do it’ the voice said sharply putting Chesta’s doubt to rest. “Nothing is wrong” Chesta said to Gatti. He now knew he would go through with it, exactly what he would do with Lord Dilandau was another thing entirely. He turned and stared at Dilandau’s door, hearing only muffled sounds coming from it. ‘I’m ready’ he thought.


Woah, long chapter *wipes her forehead* Lots of lemony freshness in this chapter. Poor Dilly, I feel sorry for him, I love the poor guy to death!. Basically I am riding on that old saying for this fic, you know “You always hurt the ones you love” Yeah, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Hope the lemon wasn’t too bad, umm…yeah…I hope it wasn’t bad enough to scare you away from this fic *gets on knees* Please! Don’t leave me!!. Next time it will be the part I am sure at least some of you were waiting for, Chesta will finally get his time with Dilandau!!. I think by now you know I love reviews, ten is the goal per chapter people! So keep reviewing and I’ll keep writing! Until Next Time.

*Note: I do not own Escaflowne or any of the characters therein…*sob*

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^_^() Heh heh…before you complain to me about how long it took to get this chapter up, I have one word for you…school. Yes the bane of my existence is back *sigh* This won’t necessarily be a bad thing, I write a lot at school, but that is only after I settle into the classes. Well with that aside, Chesta finally gets his turn this chapter!! *waits for applause, hears none, continues anyway* Will sweet Chesta stay so sweet? Will poor Dilandau ever get a brake? Maybe! I was feeling sorry for him because it was his birthday August 8th and I was writing this?! Once again I apologize for the wait and once again I warn you that this fic is rated NC-17. Enjoy!


When Fates Collide


The door to Dilandau’s chamber opened and out stepped Dalet and Guimel. The two boys were flushed and, looking rather tired, walked to the couch and took their seats. Gatti watched them both with upraised eyebrows while Chesta tried to ignore the knot in his stomach. Letting out a sigh, Dalet smiled and looked to Chesta “You’re up” Chesta swallowed hard as he stared at the two “Shouldn’t I wait a few moments” he muttered looking towards Dilandau’s door. “Maybe, but I think it would be fine if you go now. besides it’s getting late” Guimel sighed at Chesta who now had no excuse. ‘Well, here I go’ he thought as he walked to the door and placed his hand on the knob. “There’s no need to rush once you get in there Chesta” Gatti called “We all took our time and it’s not that late” he finished with a slight smile. Chesta forced a smile in return and entered Dilandau’s room.

Dilandau’s POV

What was left of his pride had been shattered the moment he had given in to his Slayers. He lay panting on his bed, disheveled and sweaty. ’Am I this pathetic?’ he thought angrily holding back a sob. He loathed what had happened, and hated himself for being so weak. His entire existence had been based on strength and power, for this to happen was unthinkable. His eyes stung from crying, and though his heart was weeping, his body refused to release any more of its salty hot secretions, he had cried all his tears. “What now? Was that the last?” Dilandau thought hopefully trying to remember who had originally captured him.

”Gatti, Dalet, Guimel…” he spat each name as if it was dirty “And…Chesta” He thought bitterly as the blond haired Slayers face came to his mind ‘Sweet Chesta, always so innocent…how could he betray me like this’ he thought sadly as he heard the door open. Turning his head slightly he could see Chesta shutting the door to the room. Involuntarily shivering, he opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Dilandau wanted to beg Chesta to release him, ask him not to hurt him, ask him to leave, and to leave him alone. But he couldn’t form the words. He knew if he was to open his mouth nothing but bitter sobs would come out. ‘How could they do this to me?” he moaned to himself. The whole thing was like a horrible nightmare, one he couldn’t wake up from…not yet.

Chesta’s POV

Stepping into the room Chesta could hear Dilandau’s heavy breathing. Shutting the door and looking towards the bed , what he saw wrenched his heart. His commander, who he had always seen in such an immaculate condition and had seen as exerting such an air of authority, strength, and power, was lying disheveled and broken on the his bed. Chesta had never imagined that his commander could look so pathetic. He slowly looked into Dilandau’s eyes, expecting to see his usual hatred and anger, but was surprised to see something else there.

‘He’s afraid’ Chesta silently realized exactly where he had seen that look before. He had seen it on the countless faces of those he had killed, that look of fear one gets when they are waiting for the inevitable to happen. The look a rabbit has as it is cornered by a wolf. He remembered feeling the same kind of fear when he had made his first mistake as a Dragon Slayer.

“He’s afraid of me” Chesta breathed feeling a thrill run through his body, he recalled his earlier thoughts ‘I could be in charge’ he thought “I am in charge” he whispered as he took a step closer to Dilandau. Chesta smiled as his leader shuddered “What a thrill it will be to control him, to have him do what I want” he thought eagerly as he shrugged off his coat. He walked to the end of the bed and stared at Dilandau for a moment, before pulling his covering off. He watched as Dilandau shivered and closed his eyes. Chesta could feel the blood rushing through him as his excitement grew.

Dilandau’s POV

It took all he had to keep from screaming as Chesta pulled the sheet away, exposing both him and his intentions. Dilandau didn’t think he could take anymore, he had been hoping that Chesta would leave him be or at least be to frightened to try anything serious. That hope was dashed as Chesta pulled off his clothing and crawled on top of him. Dilandau tried not to let his sadness and fear show, but knew his emotions must have been plain to see. He was tired, so tired. ‘When will this end?’ he thought as Chesta began to rub against him.

Chesta’s POV

It was like a dream. He lay on top of his dearest master, enjoying the closeness and warmth of the body he had always dreamed of. Rubbing his cheek against his masters chest, Chesta stopped to hear Dilandau’s quickened heartbeat. This got him to thinking ’In what delicious ways could I control his body?’ he thought hungrily as he licked his lips. Opening his eyes he looked at the plain of Dilandau’s shuddering chest and spied one of his nipples. With a sigh of ecstasy he began to lick and bite it, drawing the sounds from his master that he had so long waited to hear. Leaving one nub erect he moved to the other and did the same, once again relishing Dilandau’s tortured moans.

Chesta could feel himself becoming hard and wondered what would be the best way to proceed. He had always allowed one of the others to take care of it for him while he pleasured them, but somehow he thought Dilandau would be less than eager to share the experience. The thought made him a little sad, that his master did not really want this. ’So what? He wouldn’t care if it was you lying there’ the back of Chesta’s mind nagged ’You should enjoy yourself tonight, it’s all for you, you should be the one who enjoys it’ the voice concluded.

Chesta decided to go along with the thoughts and moved down until he was between Dilandau’s spread legs. He ran his hands up the boys thighs to their apex, enjoying the shivered response he received. He took Dilandau’s sac into his hand and began to massage it slowly, trying to keep the boy occupied as he slipped a few fingers into him. Dilandau tensed with a short intake of breath and Chesta eventually removed his fingers. Giving Dilandau a final squeeze, Chesta began to position himself and prepared to enter his love. Dilandau began to struggle and Chesta was forced to hold him still as he continued, ‘It will be wonderful’ he thought not looking at Dilandau’s face as he tried to regain his position.


Dilandau’s Room

“Chesta…“ Dilandau began in an uncharacteristically small voice “Chesta…please…” Dilandau said in desperation, drawing out the word. Chesta immediately caught himself, stopped, and moved away from his leader. “W…what was I doing?” he thought slightly panicked as he looked down at Dilandau’s body and tear stained face. Chesta felt as though his heart would break at the sight. ’How could I be so cruel as not to think of his feelings?’ Chesta thought as he stared at the frightened boy before him ‘How could I? How could we?” He moved back towards Dilandau, untied his arms and cradled his distraught master against his chest. Dilandau clutched at Chesta who made soothing sounds and held him close ‘It wasn‘t supposed to happen this way, not like this‘ he thought sadly as he continued to rock back and forth. The two sat for quite some time that way before Dilandau pulled away and wiped his face, “Untie me” he said at length.

Chesta was torn between following Dilandau’s instrons ons and going to fetch Gatti. ‘Remember who he is, he might be trying to trick you, how do you know this isn’t a ruse and he won’t try to kill you as soon as he’s free?” Chesta thought as he stared at his commanwho who looked back at him expectantly. In the end caution won over and Chesta decided it would be better to get Gatti, “I can’t, I need Gatti to cut you free” he said slowly and flinched as a spark of rage showed in Dilandau’s weary eyes. ‘He can, but he won’t’ Dilandau thought bitterly as he looke his his Slayer ‘No discipline, no loyalty’ he concluded angrily before speaking again “I am too tired to argue Chesta,” he began figuring he had nothing left to lose by telling the truth “If you can’t untie me then get Gatti to do it” he sighed using his free hands to cover himself and lying back on his bed.

He had regained some of his confidence and was sure they were finished with him, so he figured there was need to sound in control. Pushing his emotions aside he concluded “Now Chesta”. Chesta moved off of the bed and gathered his clothes. Dilandau stared at the ceiling trying to sort out what to say and do next. Once finished dressing Chesta exited the room. Hearing the door close Dilandau let out a shaky sigh ‘What now?’ he thought, having gained control of his emotions again he could only think of doing one thing once he was free: Getting his revenge.

Dilandau’s Study

Stepping into the study, Chesta was met by the other Slayers. “What took you so long?” Guimel asked impatiently “Yeah I said to take your time but…” Gatti added. Chesta moved out of the circle of Slayers took a deep breath and spoke “I untied his arms but we will need a knife to free his legs” he said in one breath thinking it was best just to get it out there. “What!?” Gatti nearly screamed “What were you thinking!? Do you have any idea what he will do to us if he gets free!?” Dalet yelled grabbihesthesta and shaking him. “He’ll kill us!” Guimel wailed. “Wait!, you only untied his arms right? He’s not really free, we still have a chance” Gatti said trying to calm the Slayers.

“We can’t keep him locked up forever Gatti” Chesta said nervously “What do you plan to do with him?”. All eyes turned to Gatti who thought a minute before speaking. “We can’t kill him, so we will have to do the only thing we can do,” the sandy haired Slayer began as the other three looked on expectantly. “Whatever it is, you had better be sure about it Gatti” Dalet said as he nervously eyed the door. They had grabbed the lion by the tail, and now they had to deal with it’s teeth.


I left you hanging didn’t I? Muahahahaha! Yes, Dilandau’s horrific experience and the Slayers night of fun has come to an end…but what now? How will the slayers get out of this mess? Will Dilandau do something awful to them and make them suffer for the horrible injustice they have done him? Of course he will! If he can that is…The final chapter awaits you. Now I know I don’t deserve to receive reviews from you people, especially since I took so long to update, but you could review couldn’t you? I would really appreciate it if you tell me how the chapter was, it really does spur me on and keeps me writing. Oh and thanks to all who took the time to review the last chapter, you guys are great!. Until next time!

*Note: I do not own Escaflowne or any of the characters therein. I think that is a good thing, for their sake at least ;)