| Untitled, for Jenni 01-01-01 �You�re an idiot. I just want you to know that.� �Yes, Diryn, I know. You�ve been telling me as much of the past hour.� Jei wince at the tug on his wounded arm. �Must you be so rough?� Diryn glared down at him, grey-green eyes flat and unforgiving. �Yes,� he said shortly, face stubborn. �You�re not immortal, you fool, and I wish to the gods that you would remember that sometimes.� He slapped a poultice against Jei�s arm. �Damned idiot aristocrats.� �Ex-aristocrat, if you please.� �It doesn�t matter. You still haven�t got any sense.� Diryn tied a bandage over the poultice. �What the hell were you thinking, anyway? Even you can�t take on four goblins single-handed.� �I knew you would back me up,� Jei said lightly. Diryn growled at him. �You know, I�m beginning to think I had you worried.� �Bastard. Diryn slammed a handful of medicines down, rolling to his feet and stomping away. Jei lifted an eyebrow at this curious behavior. I seem to have struck a nerve. He worked himself to a sitting position, wincing as his injuries protested. Perhaps he should have exercised a little more circumspection, at that. �Diryn?� �Don�t talk to me right now, Jei.� The other man refused to look at him. �What? What did I do?� Jei was confused now, and a touch peeved. �Forget it. Just forget it.� Diryn sighed and returned to finish the job of patching Jei up. �You�re damn lucky I was there, and that�s all there is to it.� �I know.� Jei smiled at him, the expression shifting his scarred cheek in strange ways. �I appreciate it, Dir.� �Hn. You�d better do more than just appreciate it,� the wizard snapped. �Why are you so upset about this?� Jei inquired, switching tracks. Diryn waved an admonishing finger at him. �I did not spend the better part of a year giving you back your life just to see you waste it. I like to know my philanthropic efforts, rare as they may be, do not go to pointless ends.� �So you�re protecting your investment.� �Something like that.� He poked Jei�s shoulder. �So try to stay alive, eh?� �Fine.� Jei leaned back onto his bedroll and sighed. �Hungry?� �I suppose.� He watched quietly as Diryn fussed with the meal preparations. �Why did you do it?� �What?� Diryn sprinkled spices into the pot that was starting to smell like soup. �Spend that year on me.� Diryn shrugged. �Call it a rare streak of conscience. I don�t know.� �Thank you.� He smiled faintly. �You�re welcome.� They lapsed back into their casual silence, Diryn helping Jei eat his soup one-handed and then cleaning up the mess of the meal. �Really, why were you so worried?� Diryn shot Jei a look over the campfire. �You�re chatty tonight, aren�t you?� �Just curious.� �I�ll have to remember that nearly getting killed loosens your tongue.� �Diryn. Why were you so worried?� �Go to sleep, Jei, you need the rest.� Diryn sounded grumpy. �You�re dodging my question, aren�t you?� �So what if I am?� Jei made a face at him. �I can take a h-oh, shit.� He sucked in a sharp breath. �What?� Diryn sat up. �I don�t-� He tried to sit up. �Aaaa-a-aa.� �What did you do?� Diryn was already hovering over him, face peering concernedly down at him. �I-� Jei�s voice cracked. �Dir-� He reached out with his good hand, fumbling blindly. �Talk to me, Jei, what is it?� Diryn gripped the shaking hand, leaning closer. Blue eyes glinted from beneath slitted eyelids. �Diryn?� �Jei-� �Was this why you were so touchy earlier?� Jei pulled Diryn down, kissing him. Diryn pulled back enough to blink owlishly at Jei. �You are a bastard. Yes.� �I thought so...� Anything else he might have had to say was cut off when Diryn kissed him again, his mouth demanding on Jei�s, too insistent to be anything but perfunctorily gentle. The kiss wrestled back and forth for a few moments, Diryn first tasting the hot recesses of Jei�s mouth, then relenting a little and allowing Jei the same privilege. Diryn pulled back again to look at Jei seriously. �If we don�t stop this right now, I am going to find out for myself if your ass is really as tight as it looks. Just so you know.� �You still talk too much.� Jei smirked at him. �I�m waiting.� �Shut up.� Then his mouth was stopping Jei from speaking again, urgent and desperate. Without breaking the kiss, Diryn moved from his crouch over Jei to a more relaxed sprawl next to him, hands already eagerly pushing aside his loose shirt. He rested his hand flat against the muscles of Jei�s stomach, feeling them ripple a little with each unsteady breath Jei took. He moved his hand up the planes of Jei�s chest, over pale skin crisscrossed with paler scars and darkened with old bruises and new. Jei sighed into his mouth as Diryn circled the pad of his nipple with one lazy finger. Diryn smiled faintly, bending his head and lapping at Jei�s chest, feeling and hearing the other man�s sharp breath. He paid languorous attention first to one nipple, then the other, methodically tracing the same patterns around each with his tongue. Jei tangled his good hand in Diryn�s short, dark hair, willing him to do more, faster. Diryn propped himself up on one elbow, amused. �A person would think you were eager or something.� �A person would be right.� Jei glared at him with narrowed, calculating blue eyes. Releasing his hold on Diryn�s head, he instead grasped the front of the wizard�s own shirt, pulling him back down and rolling with him. Diryn gaped up at him from his new position, pinned underneath Jei�s sprawling mass. �Not fair,� he protested. �Fair? Who ever said anything about fair?� Jei traced one finger over the line of Diryn�s lower lip, probing gently for entrance. Diryn�s lips parted, and he probed more deeply. Diryn bit him. �That�s for being a bastard earlier,� he grinned, when Jei snatched his hand back, shocked. Then he took advantage of the moment to nuzzle against the sensitive exposed skin of Jei�s neck, mouth open and hot and apologetic. Jei moaned as Diryn�s mouth moved lower over his collarbone and chest, and abruptly remembered that he was supposed to be the one in charge. With fingers made clumsy by both Diryn�s distracting mouth and by the awkward position, he worked at the ties of Diryn�s shirt, loosening them. Diryn paused in his attentions for just long enough to push Jei back and to wriggle out of the offending shirt, which he immediately tossed aside. Jei flattened his hand at the center of Diryn�s chest, pushing him flat against the ground and holding him there. Diryn wriggled, trying vaguely to free himself, but relaxed instantly as Jei�s mouth descended on one wrinkled brown nipple. Instead he brought his hands up, circling them around Jei�s body and running them down his back, over the ridges of old scars. His fingers ran into the obstruction of Jei�s breeches, and he smirked. �Dir-aaa...� Jei�s breath caught in his throat as Diryn worked the breeches down over his hips, reaching for and manipulating his erection. Dimly he was aware that Diryn was pushing him back and that he was the one on bottom again, but it was beginning to seem like a very trivial thing. Diryn moved purposefully now, working his fingers up and down Jei�s erection and listening to the soft gasps and liquid moans bubbling out of Jei�s lips. When he judged the time was right, he moved down, wrapping his lips around the tip of Jei�s erection and working his tongue skillfully over the slit. Jei swore raggedly as his hips bucked into Diryn�s mouth and he came. Diryn pulled away, carefully spitting the mouthful into his palm and working his pants off with the other. Jei watched him lazily, the firelight glinting off his sweaty body. Diryn leaned over, kissing him hard, letting him taste the salty-bitter flavor of his own climax before working his lips over Jei�s face, memorizing each feature with his lips. He nipped at Jei�s throat, licking patterns into his skin. Jei sighed, running his fingers down Diryn�s spine, counting each vertebra before cupping Diryn�s buttocks in his hands, kneading them. Diryn�s breath was coming in harsh needy pants, as he worked his way down Jei�s body, teasing his erection back to life. Jei moaned a little as Diryn�s hand snaked between his legs, searching for and finding the tight wrinkle of his anus. Biting his lower lip and forcing himself to go slowly, Diryn worked the first semen coated finger inside of Jei, who hissed slightly at the intrusion. Diryn added the second finger, stretching and probing carefully until he found the spongy prostrate. He stroked carefully, and was rewarded as Jei gasped his name, surprised and shocked and pleased. He forced himself to wait a few more moments, then withdrew his fingers, coating his own erection with what remained of Jei�s ejaculate. Mutely, Jei wrapped his legs around Diryn, pulling him closer and burying his face in Diryn�s shoulder. Diryn penetrated Jei as slowly as he could, panting as he listened to his lover�s soft keen of discomfort. He snaked a hand between their bodies, stroking Jei�s erection, distracting him. Gradually, he felt Jei�s body relax around him, and he shifted a little, drawing out slightly and thrusting in again, getting used to the rhythm and the feeling. Jei moaned as he thrust in again, angling this time. The fourth time, Diryn found what he was searching for, as Jei exclaimed into his shoulder as Diryn struck his prostrate. Diryn deepened his thrusts into Jei�s body, moving more rapidly now and nearly lost in the tightness and the heat. He was moaning, and it was coming too fast, but it�d been so long since he�d done this with anyone. He quickened the tempo of his strokes, timing them with his thrusts as he felt his insides tightening. He gasped Jei�s name one final time as he came, and felt Jei tightening around him as his hips moved convulsively, spilling across his hands. Exhausted, he pulled out and collapsed next to Jei, draping a comfortable arm across his lover�s chest. �I still think you�re a bastard,� he murmured distractedly. Jei snorted. �It�s a gift.� He groped lazily for the scattered blankets of his bedroll, pulling them up around them both. �Go to sleep, we�ll talk in the morning.� Diryn�s soft snore was his only reply. ~end |