He Gets Around

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

Warning: Again, heavy spoilers for vol. 11 - vol. 14. If you don\'t want to know what happens, please don\'t read this (as tasty as it is).

That said, please enjoy. ^_^


Resting on his bed, unable to sleep, Tetheus quickly turned his head at the soft knock on the door. Getting up, he made his away there unarmed; no demon would knock that politely and very few castle residents either for that matter. All this in mind, the Black Dragon officer was not surprised to see Ruwalk standing there, looking lost in a yellow kimono and his brown hair hanging loose around him.

“Yes?” Tetheus asked shortly though his body language betrayed his cool tone. It was clear that his fellow officer and friend was taking the deaths of their comrades hard.

“I…Tetheus…Can…Can I stay with you tonight?” It wasn’t often that the secretary of state was at a loss for words but tonight, the past few days and weeks really, had been the hardest of his long life. The normally stoic Black officer remained that way but nodded and moved from the door to let the Yellow in. Ruwalk, while seeming unfocused and detached, bee lined towards the bed and crawled onto the surprisingly plush and cozy surface. Settling in, he pulled a pillow to his chest and hugged tightly, curling himself around it. Tetheus joined him, stretching out a platonic distance from the other. Feeling the bed sink that little bit, Ruwalk looked up, golden eyes shimmering with tears.

“They’re gone….Alfeegi, Kaistern…we’re the only ones left…” the dragon whimpered, digging his nails into the pillow to keep from bursting into tears again.

“That’s what happens in war.” The other replied, reaching out to stroke the long hair that was obscuring his friend’s face, his fingers getting caught in a few kinky strands.

“I could have stopped them….I could have saved them…if I’d only arrived moments earlier, Alfeegi wouldn’t have died waiting on me…he’d still be here…” Ruwalk trailed off, mumbling to himself about their last comrades. Tetheus lifted an eyebrow as he listened. There was a lot of talk about Alfeegi going on, particularly surprising since it had been Kaistern who’d perished earlier that day. Perhaps the years of castle gossip about Ruwalk and Alfeegi being closer than they publicly appeared had some merit. Tetheus decided to question it with as much tact as he could muster.

“You seem to have a great deal of concern for Alfeegi when Kaistern just passed away.” It couldn’t be said that the former demon had a lot of tact. The Yellow officer looked up with surprised eyes and the faintest blush on his cheeks.

“I…feel that…I could have done more for Alfeegi…Kaistern had already been poisoned had he not? My chances of saving Alfeegi were much higher…” Ruwalk tired to explain, curling a few strands of hair around a finger as he spoke.

“Again you speak mostly about our White Dragon officer. Was he really that much more important to you than Kaistern?” Tetheus continued with his questioning. This time, Ruwalk didn’t have an answer. This time, he looked down to the pillow he was hugging. This time, the tears couldn’t be held back any longer. The Black officer sat up and awkwardly held his friend while he sobbed into the pillow, stroking his hair again and offering soothing noises into his pointed ear.

Once he’d gotten his sobs out of his system and his shoulders had stopped shaking, Ruwalk’s surprisingly strong grip grasped the collar of Tetheus’ nightshirt, his other hand pushing away the material of his own kimono away from his chest.

“I can’t forget him…please…Tetheus….help me forget him.” He pleaded, slowly raising his eyes to the other’s jade green pair. Tetheus was taken aback by this; it was perhaps one of the last things he expected to come out of the other’s mouth. He started at the other for quite some time, keeping his fingers at play in his hair to keep him from feeling rejected and running away. He too had lost a companion in the recent deaths of the other officers. Perhaps not a romantic partner but a good lay nonetheless and that was a void that would need to be filled. Forgetting however, was not an option he was going to let either of them have.

“I won’t help you forget…but I will distract you until you’re ready to handle it.” He decided, explaining it to the other as he ran his fingers along his jaw and drew him in.

“That’ll do…” Ruwalk sighed as their lips came together, the salty taste of his tears slipping into the former demon’s mouth. He wanted more of it, breaking the kiss to press his lips and flick his tongue over the damp tracks that marked his new lover’s face, then drifted down his throat to lap up those drops which had slid passed his chin. These light licks and somewhat heavier sucks drew soft whimpers of pleasure from Ruwalk, his head tilted back to give his partner more access to his throat, his hands pulling away his kimono to reveal more and more smooth, peachy skin, the scars that slashed across his chest somewhat swollen and red by the pleasure heated blood rushing through his body. Tetheus took a moment to pull away and observe the body on display before him. Clearly the other was not embarrassed by showing off like his. Once he’d noticed Tetheus’ eyes on him, he pulled the yellow material off further until it was all pooled in his lap. The Black officer mimicked the movements, peeling off his nightshirt and casting it away, leaving him bare. His body was built of long, hard muscle, evidence of decades at work as a sectary of security, numerous scars sliced and crossed over the pale skin, some deeper and darker than the majority. All of this however could not distract Ruwalk from the portion of Tetheus’ body he was focused on. Apparently some of those demon rumours were in fact, very true. For a moment he was distracted from the heartbreak and desperate need that had brought him to this new lover’s room.

“Wow…” he murmured appreciatively, reaching out to touch the pierced shaft of flesh. Tetheus smirked, biting down on the inside of his lip to keep back a groan. He instead reached forward himself to pull away Ruwalk’s kimono, getting a surprise himself. The Yellow officer wasn’t of any impressive size, though it was enough to keep anyone from laughing, but what had surprised Tetheus were the curled ribbon like tattoo that danced along the other’s abdomen and groin. Muttering his own words of approval, and wondering if all natural Dragons did this, he caused the other to blush and move in close to him again. Tetheus gathered him Ruwalk into his lap, nuzzling his throat while the other blushed, running his hands over the larger dragon officer’s chest, pressing a few light kisses to his skin.

“I’m not used to being taken…please be gentle?” Ruwalk requested softly, leaning as heavily against Tetheus as he dared, fingers twirling stray black strands around them. The Black dragon was not, for one of the few times this night, not surprised. He couldn’t imagine Alfeegi dominating anyone. He simply nodded in response however and reached over to his nightstand, picking up a small vile of oil. He held it in one hand while dripping the contents on to the other, then offered the slicked hand to his partner, letting him guide it. The dragon obliged and pushed the hand downwards to the other’s own length, helping him to apply the oil.

“How does it feel? Inside….for your lover I mean.” Ruwalk asked tentatively brushing his fingers over the other’s Prince Albert piercing.

“Never had any complaints.” Tetheus shrugged and pushed the other down on to his back, taking in the lithe body below him again with a sweeping gaze. It was lovely and its owner still not the slightest bit ashamed of his nakedness. He was, however, looking off to his left, a mournful expression on his face as he played with a few long hairs.

“He…he always wanted to be on top…I always said ‘later’ or ‘another time’…I was so obsessed with possessing him that I never gave myself to him…now he’ll never be able too…” tears began to run down Ruwalk’s pale cheeks again, his body trembling while trying to hold back sobs. Tetheus frowned at this tearful display then leant down to kiss the salty tears away again.

“Think of this as giving of yourself then.” He murmured into the other’s delicately pointed ear and pushed his way into him. A soft whimper escaped Ruwalk’s lips, his eyes clenching shut the same way his hands did, both drawing forward a little of life’s juices. Tetheus didn’t bother to wait for the other to adjust however; he was doing this to distract his new lover after all and taking it slow wasn’t going to do that. Slow and steady may win the race but fast and hard blew the mind and that’s how the former demon intended to do things tonight.

Propping himself above the other, the Black dragon made sure the only areas touching were those spots directly involved in their sex, keeping their chests and most importantly, their lips at a distance. He intended to watch every moment of Ruwalk’s reaction to being fucked. And the reactions he had were certainly dramatic. At first there had been the whimpers and grabbing hands that tried to pull his partner down but they soon changed to moans with head thrashing and the lithe body arching like a contortionist. Golden eyes remained clenched shut through it all however; Tetheus pretended that the other was simply trying to focus his attention on the sensations in his body. It was what he was doing after all, concentrating on how hot and tight Ruwalk felt around him and what a wonderful stress reliever sex was.

So wrapped up in his own pleasure, Tetheus would have missed the other’s orgasm if it wasn’t for the glass shattering shriek that erupted from his lips.
“Alfeegiiiiiiiiiiii!!” Ruwalk howled, his back arching sharply as his seed splattered all over Tetheus’ abdomen. Only now did the gold eyes fly open again, though clearly not seeing reality as their own reached for the long teal pony tail that wasn’t there and dragged down their lover for a fiercely passionate kiss. Tetheus let him dominate it while he pushed himself to his own climax, eventually making it and spilling into the other while groaning into the kiss. He had to pull away then in order to recompose himself, his breath coming back in heavy gasps. Ruwalk didn’t let him go for long however, cuddling in close against his chest, murmuring the right name this time. Tetheus smiled slightly and pulled out of the other, gathering him close into a position where they could both sleep comfortably. Ruwalk fell asleep quickly while his lover remained as awake as he’d been before he’d gotten the night time visit. He mused to himself about the companion he’d lost recently while fussing with the Yellow officer’s hair.

“Who’d have thought you to be such the player Alfeegi…?”



Whyyyyyyyyyy do I always slut-i-fy the quite, nonslutty characters?? Must be a kink or something...now, back to the writing of Beyblade fic.