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| Part 5 Arrangements were made for Rothgar�s funeral, and both myself and Wulfgar insisted that Weilew remained behind, while a slave girl accompanied Rothgar. There were mutterings about that too. I think some of the less observant and older members of the village thought I was bedding her; something the other four found very funny. There was almost a dichotomy in Venden, although the old ways were still strong, many of the younger men had new ideas which contradicted them. Weilew had once told me that before the Wendol had come they had had strong trade ties with a town across the sea in Jutland that was Christian. Christians had some funny ideas, and I did not agree with many of them. Especially the idea that love between two men is wrong, hah! Love is never wrong. At the same time I knew that Ahmad�s beliefs forbade it also, I wondered how he�d come to terms with it. After the funeral, he and I rode up to the watchtower to be alone for a while, and I brought it up. He stared at me as if I was insane. � In my family we were always taught that love is pure and good,� he said to me seriously, � Although I was taught by others that love between two men is unnatural and wrong, I have always felt that Allah must have His reasons for my feelings. I do believe love is never wrong,� he hugged me and I smiled. Then he chuckled at me and said, � Besides, it feels so good!� I took mock offence at the comment, � I knew you only wanted me for my body,� I exclaimed, lips twitching with barely contained laughter. I sobered quickly when he trailed a finger down my neck to my chest, coming to rest n the v of my shirt. � Can you blame me?� he smirked, before fisting his hand in my shirt and pulling me forward for a fierce kiss. I grasped his head, pulling him back slightly to slow the kiss, exploring his warm mouth thoroughly. He tasted of the mead we�d drunk at the funeral, but it was Ahmad I found intoxicating. I groaned shamelessly into his mouth when he pressed his lithe body up against me. I was already hard, and I could feel his own arousal pressing into my groin. I knocked his feet out from under him, rolling and controlling the fall so that he landed on top of me. He didn�t break the kiss or let go, the level of trust arousing me further. He ground his pelvis against mine rhythmically and I pushed up, increasing the exquisite pressure. I slid my hands down his back and slipped them under his trousers, kneading his buttocks before running a finger along the crease. He grunted and spread his legs, allowing me easier access. I pulled my hand out and brought my finger to his lips. He licked and sucked at it, wetting it thoroughly, then I returned to my explorations and he returned his mouth to mine. I dipped my finger between his cheeks, circling the small pucker of his opening, before gently pushing inside. He gasped, bucking harder against me. I pushed further in until I found the small protrusion inside him and stroked it firmly. He lifted his head with a strangled moan, eyes shut, his face beautiful as he got his release, jerking against me, muscles clamping down on my finger. I cried out as I joined him, warm wetness flooding my pants, my whole body stiffening from pleasure. � Feels so good,� he whispered, repeating his earlier words as he collapsed bonelessly on me. I chuckled breathlessly, holding him tightly till he poked me for air. I let him roll off me and propped myself up on one elbow to stare at him. � I love you Arab,� I said with a smile. � I love you too, Northman,� he replied. He pushed me back against the ground and untied the fastenings of my pants, hitching them down slightly. Then he licked me clean, kissing my limp cock gently when he�d finished. I sighed happily, stroking his short curls, before I pushed him down and returned the favour, eager to taste him again. I sucked the bittersweet seed from his furry stomach and licked it from his spent penis until he was clean. I lay my head on his groin. � I�m glad you came back,� I said quietly. � So am I,� he replied, combing his fingers through my hair. We sat up and straightened our clothing, grinning inanely at each other. I pulled him to his feet and this time when he stumbled against me, I did kiss him. He pulled away with a quiet groan, it was getting late and we had to get back, neither of us really wanted to. TBC. |