14. Chapter 13
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Chapter 13
Dacias
Dacias leaned against the lamppost, facing the tunnel entrance. This boy is always late . He crossed his arms in a desperate attempt to stop biting his fingernails.
I told him he was like the moon, and he practically attacked my lips. More compliments like that. What else is he like? A flower? A bird? That’s weird.
He needed to calm down. Just let it flow. Don’t plan one-liners, that’s when it all goes to shit.
He’d be lying if he claimed he hadn’t planned the evening in Rugiria. He had been aching to kiss Arlo and wanted the perfect setting. He wanted their first kiss to be one for the books and the crescent moon with its alabaster glow falling as the golden sun began its ascent—it didn’t get better than that.
And he had something even better planned for today.
He thought the kiss would be slow and perhaps a little awkward. In no way had he expected Arlo to be the one to initiate it.
I want more. The words echoed in Dacias’s mind like a love song. Never were more beautiful words uttered.
Nerves tickled his belly. Am I nervous?
He looked up to see Arlo’s sweet face emerging from the tunnel. His green eyes sparkled as he looked up at Dacias .
“I’m so sorry. It took me a minute to sneak away. Were you waiting long?”
I’d wait an eternity. “No, not at all. Besides, your perpetual tardiness just adds to the enigma that is Arlo.”
Arlo’s expression was a mixture of longing and trepidation, and Dacias decided it was time for him to be the bold one. He caressed Arlo’s cheeks and pulled the boy in for a sweet kiss.
Arlo fell into him, his arms wrapping around Dacias’s neck. They parted, and Arlo’s face was the most adorable mix of awe and lust as his eyes fluttered open and stared at Dacias. I could kiss this boy forever.
Dacias ran his fingers along Arlo’s back, brushing them over the lean muscle that gave way to the soft curves of Arlo’s ass. Calm down, boy. “Missed you.”
Arlo smiled, his eyes drooping even more. “Missed you, too.”
Dacias bit his lower lip, desire consuming him. “Follow me. I have another spot I want to show you.”
Arlo released a precious little noise of excitement. “Rugiria again?”
“Not this time. We’re sticking to Cupidor.”
He led Arlo down the cobblestone path past the bars and dance courts and toward the border where the city center met the forest.
Dacias reached for Arlo’s hand as they trotted along a narrow path in the forest. “It’s just down this trail. Let me know if you have trouble. I can always carry you on my back.”
Arlo chuckled. “I like this new habit of you carrying me around. Let’s keep it.”
Dacias laughed and said in a grand drawl, “Certainly, Your Majesty.”
Arlo looked up at him. Dacias winked and continued leading him along.
The path led to a series of larger boulders. Dacias held Arlo’s hand as they navigated the stones with delicate balance.
They passed the last few boulders, finally reaching a clearing where a pristine glen unveiled itself.
The gentle hum of the cascading waterfall harmonized with the rustling leaves as sunlight filtered through the canopy of trees, painting dappled patterns on the emerald-green moss that draped over the rocks surrounding the water. A vibrant rainbow stretched along the waterfall’s base, casting its magical glow over the scene.
Dacias inhaled the sight before him. “Ah, here we are.”
He turned back to Arlo, and the look on his face nearly brought tears to Dacias’s eyes. There was so much wonder in his expression. His hands rose to either side of his face before sliding to cover his gaping mouth.
“Dacias! This is…” Arlo had to take a breath before continuing. “…oh my goodness! I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. It’s like a dream.”
A warm feeling washed over Dacias as his heart picked up speed. He wanted so badly to impress Arlo. He couldn’t hide his elation. “This is one of my favorite spots. I was hoping you’d like it.”
Arlo’s face slowly morphed into something else—something beautiful and heartbreaking. For a moment, Dacias thought Arlo might cry. His expression showed so much appreciation, and his eyes were red. Dacias wanted to see this look on Arlo’s face forever.
Arlo approached him and wrapped his arms around Dacias’s neck. His eyes twinkled from the sun’s reflection off the glen. “It’s truly magnificent. Thank you for bringing me here,” Arlo said.
“There’s something else.” Dacias motioned toward the far end of the bank, where a basket sat next to a bottle. “I brought us a little spread.”
Arlo’s eyes widened again as he gasped. “ Dacias! This is so sweet!”
Dacias threaded his fingers through Arlo’s and led him to the basket. He pulled out a small blanket and spread it over the ground with a flourish. Dacias knew he was laying it on thick but couldn’t help it. He peered up at Arlo, who seemed entranced by it all. Good work so far, ol’ boy.
He opened the bottle and handed it to Arlo. “I did forget glasses, so…not all of my plan is going off without a hitch.” He motioned for Arlo to sit.
Arlo sat next to Dacias, reached for the bottle, and smirked. “I’ll overlook it this time.” He laughed a bit then, with hooded eyelids, said, “You know I’m being facetious. This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me, Dacias. You’re…” Arlo’s voice trailed off, and his eyes turned toward the blanket. Blush coated his cheeks as he looked back up at Dacias and whispered, “…you’re very special. ”
A salvo of cannons erupted in Dacias.
Arlo handed him the bottle, and Dacias took a swig. “Well, now I really hate that I forgot those damn glasses because I’d be toasting us right now.”
A devilish smirk stretched across Arlo’s face as he leaned in and kissed Dacias. “We both have intoxin on our lips. Close enough to a toast, right?”
Dacias’s body became hot as he inhaled Arlo’s sweet, woody scent. He held his breath to capture Arlo’s aura and let it fill him fully. He wanted more.
The kiss settled, and Dacias whispered, “Arlo.”
Arlo’s lips caught him again, and the kiss became ravenous, both grasping to pull each other closer. Dacias kissed along his neck, then opened Arlo’s black tunic to worship that pale skin dotted with freckles.
As much as he wanted to take Arlo right here, on the blanket, he had an even better place in store—one with a bit more privacy.
Dacias pulled back and couldn’t help but silently chuckle at Arlo’s yearning face and a slight trace of disappointment that the kissing stopped. Dacias knew what he was doing, though. “Let’s go swimming.”
Arlo blinked a few times, then said, “Um…sure, but I didn’t bring anything to swim in.”
Dacias shrugged. “Undergarments it is, then! I promise you’ll love this. The water is incredible.”
Arlo nodded and began unbuttoning his tunic. “It sounds lovely. The water looks extraordinary.”
The black tunic fell to the ground, revealing Arlo’s sharp angles. The sun reflected off his skin, casting an ethereal glow.
Arlo unbuckled his boots and kicked them off. As he slid the pants down his legs, the irresistible dusting of blush on his cheeks and neck emerged, revealing the white undergarments beneath; they nearly matched the color of his skin. The freckles along his cheeks and neck intensified on his shoulders. Dacias took in the delicate edges of muscle weaving about his arms and stomach, leading to long, slender legs.
Arlo’s dark hair against his skin hypnotized Dacias. The lush foliage surrounding the glen augmented the green hue of his eyes. A necklace with a blue pendant resting on his chest caught the sun and shimmered like a jewel.
Dacias’s pants bulged, and his mouth watered at the sight of Arlo before him. His head spun, and his temperature rose.
Arlo stood there, half-naked, for a bit. Dacias absorbed him for a few more moments before realizing he hadn’t disrobed at all, and Arlo looked a little awkward with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Sorry!” He cleared his throat, but it came out like he was choking. “We’ll take a swim to the fall.” Dacias’s fingers trembled as they tried to unlace his doublet. Fucking lace. Just untie…dammit…
“Here.” Arlo approached and began untying it for him. His eyes peered up at Dacias through dark lashes as he loosened the doublet. “There. I hate those damned things. Always knotting when least convenient, right?”
Dacias noticed Arlo’s hands resting on his chest. Arlo saw, too, and quickly backed up. He feels awkward. Get a grip, Dax! Stop making this weird!
He finally disrobed to his undergarments, and he motioned to the water. “Shall we?”
Arlo smiled sheepishly and nodded. They waded into the water, and the cool glen did nothing to alleviate Dacias’s hot body. Arlo looked happy as a clam as he submerged himself and came back up, strands of dark brown hair drooping into his eyes before flipping them out of the way with his hand.
“This is lovely! Is the Rugirean Sea this warm? I imagine not since it’s an ocean, but what a marvel if it is.”
Yes. A marvel. Oh, he asked me a question. “It’s not quite as warm, but still very nice. You swim well! I imagine the water is frigid in Lapistra.”
Arlo groaned, “It’s unbearable. But we have gymnasiums with heated swimming basins. We’ve developed irrigation systems that bring water from mountain streams that pass through furnaces before pumping into the basins. Swimming is the only thing I can do that is the slightest bit athletic. Unfortunately, nobody cares about swimming in Lapistra.”
“I imagine water isn’t ideal for people who throw wind around.”
Arlo swam closer. Their eyes locked, and Dacias wrapped his arms about him, treading water with his lower half to keep them afloat .
A pained look stretched across Arlo’s face. He averted Dacias’s gaze and started biting his lower lip. “Dacias, I want to tell…”
The roar of the fall drowned out his voice. Dacias hadn’t even noticed that they had drifted across the glen.
He shouted, “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you! We’re near the fall! Shall we see the rock shelter?”
Arlo smiled and nodded, the mist of the fall forming a coat of diamonds on his hair as they drew closer.
Dacias yelled, “Follow me!”
He submerged himself, and Arlo followed. The two of them dived deep enough to avoid the force of the fall. They emerged safely in the rock shelter.
Light filtered through the cascading water, reflecting on the shelter’s green stone. Smooth stones pressed against their feet as they waded to the outcropping blanketed in moss. Dacias lowered himself onto the mossy floor and motioned Arlo to sit beside him.
The enclosure felt like a sanctuary, with the fall acting like a palisade protecting them from the harsh world of territory conflict. Dacias could see the awe on Arlo’s face as he took in the natural beauty. It filled Dacias with yearning, and he couldn’t stop himself as he brushed his fingers along Arlo’s inner wrist. Arlo turned to him, those shimmering green eyes looking right at him, and Dacias just…fell. Fell in love. Fell in lust. Fell in every way possible.
The sound of the fall subsided, overpowered by the rush of desire pumping through Dacias’s veins, and before he knew it, his lips pressed to Arlo’s. He sucked on Arlo’s lower lip, so plush and delicious, as his fingers pushed Arlos’s hair behind his ear and traced down his neck and along the curve of his shoulder.
Dacias pressed against Arlo; the friction felt glorious as he thrust against him. Arlo’s legs wrapped around Dacias’s waist, and his hands traced along Dacias’s back down to his ass, gripping and pulling Dacias in.
So much. So intense. Dacias’s mind started spinning again, and he pulled himself away and rested his head next to Arlo’s.
He whispered in Arlo’s ear, “Arlo, I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. Am I moving too fast or too slow? Is this what you want? I want…I just want…”
Arlo whispered back, “I want this. So much. So very, very much. Please, Dacias. I need you.”
Dacias raised his head and looked into Arlo’s eyes. “Arlo…”
His voice was deep and breathy. Tinged with hunger.
Whatever self-restraint Dacias managed until then vanished as his lips joined Arlo’s. Their tongues met, and Dacias went wild. His cock throbbed as he planted kisses down Arlo’s neck and chest and made his way to the lines leading to his groin. His fingers latched onto Arlo’s waistband and slid his undergarments down his long, beautiful legs.
Arlo’s length leaped out of the pants and smacked against his stomach as Dacias dragged them down to his ankles and off his body. Oh…my…
He took in three deep breaths. Arlo’s beautiful body lying on the ground was enough to make him orgasm right then and there. His cock looked delicious. Pink at the tip, long and thicker than Dacias expected.
It’s always the tall, skinny ones. Dacias wanted his mouth on that cock; to feel it hit the back of his throat, but he also needed to pace himself. He wanted this to be wonderful for Arlo. He deserved to feel as amazing as possible. Dacias kneeled before Arlo and took another deep intake of air.
Julen
This is it. Oh, by the Mother Planet, this is it.
Julen’s eyes scanned Dacias’s body as he kneeled before him. Dacias stood and pushed his undergarments to the ground. Dacias stood there, blue eyes drunk with desire, looking down at Julen. His muscular chest heaved. The deep tan of Dacias’s skin looked exquisite. Julen’s eyes trailed lower to see Dacias’s throbbing cock.
It stood in attention, and Julen’s mouth watered at the sight of it. The big head led to a long, thick shaft. Dacias used the slick of precum to massage himself. The veins of his forearms flexed as one big hand gripped his cock and the other pinched a nipple .
Dacias was a sight to behold. Julen’s eyes crept back up to those green claw marks etched into his neck, and, for the first time, there wasn’t a trace of anxiety. He just wanted Dacias. All of Dacias. Now .
Julen raised himself to a seated position. “Dacias. Come here.”
The most delicious sound came out of Dacias. A mix between a groan and a growl, he practically pounced on top of Julen.
“Arlo…fuck, you’re so beautiful.”
He’s calling me Arlo. Don’t think about it now. You tried. You need this. Take this. Feel this. Never forget this.
They kissed wildly, and then Dacias lowered down Julen’s body and licked up Julen’s length. His body jumped at the pleasure of Dacias’s tongue sliding up his cock and playing with the little slit. He trembled and felt a little embarrassed at how strong his reaction had been.
He wanted to be good. His hands fell over his face in worry, but Dacias moved them away.
“I want to watch you, Arlo. I want to see you enjoy this. Let go and love it.”
Dacias angled Julen’s legs up and dove into him. His tongue did loops along Julen’s rim, and Julen couldn’t hold back his whimper. It felt so good.
His body shook with tingles of ecstasy. Dacias slid his tongue from the rim, then up along his cock before swallowing Julen entirely.
Julen went wild. “Ohhhh…fuuuuuck. Dacias. Oh, fuck. It feels so good.”
Dacias pushed Julen deeper and deeper until he choked. He reeled back and then swallowed Julen to the base again.
Dacias released himself from Julen’s cock and then began seeking out all of Julen’s erogenous zones. He found the space on his thigh next to Julen’s groin and kissed it with force. Dacias worked his way up and sucked the skin at Julen’s hip, his nipples; he bit along the length of his arm. Julen writhed as Dacias took control and kissed everywhere.
He made his way back down and swallowed Julen’s length. “Oh…Dacias. Oh…f-fuuck…”
Julen started babbling nonsense. It made Dacias chuckle, and Julen felt the vibrations of it along his shaft, which only made Julen writhe harder. His heart pounded. The ripples of pleasure crashed in his body like waves.
Dacias released Julen’s cock with a pop of his mouth, then angled Julen’s legs and pushed his tongue inside Julen.
Julen moaned loud enough to overpower the crashing falls. “That’s it… Dacias…that’s it.”
Dacias looked up at him. His eyes were dark, and his grin was wicked. Julen loved it. “You like that, Arlo?”
“Yes, please. Please, don’t stop.”
Dacias licked his finger and massaged it against Julen’s hole. “How about this? Do you like this?”
Julen could feel his eyes rolling in the back of his head. He bit on his wrist to stop his cry of ecstasy, but why? For whom? They were alone. Let go, Julen. Just let go. “Yes! I love it. Please. ”
Dacias continued massaging around Julen’s rim. Julen wanted more. “Come inside me.”
Dacias looked up with a wicked smile on his face. “I want to, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
Julen remembered the necklace. He took it off and gave it to Dacias. “It’s oil. Just twist the top off.”
Dacias looked at the bulb and then back at Julen. “And here I was, taking it slow…” He winked, and Julen felt his cheeks turn red.
Dacias twisted off the top and dripped oil on his fingers. He massaged Julen again, then slowly inserted his finger. Julen gasped, and when Dacias pressed against Julen’s sensitive spot, Julen almost lost his fucking mind. He cried out, begging for more.
Dacias slowly worked Julen open with one finger, then inserted another. Julen’s breath hitched. Dacias’s hands were so big.
“Tell me to stop, Arlo. Tell me if it’s too much.”
“It’s not! Please…more…Dacias…you. I want you.”
Julen was almost sobbing; the craving he felt consumed his body. He wanted Dacias inside him. He wanted to feel the pressure of Dacias’s girth stretching him. He wanted that intimacy—the closeness.
“Are you sure, Arlo? We don’t have to. I love all of this, and we can take it slow…”
“ Please. I want it. I need it. Please fuck me, Dacias. Fuck me !”
As if Julen wasn’t already a puddle of babbling nonsense, Dacias released another filthy grin that destroyed him.
Dacias made his way back down, massaging Julen’s ass with his tongue while his fingers continued to work their magic, carefully easing Julen open more and more.
Then Dacias slicked his length with the oil. Julen’s eyes grew wide as Dacias positioned his cock at Julen’s opening.
“Are you s-”
“ YES ! I promise. I want you so bad. Please, Dacias.” He had never blurted anything out so fast.
Dacias slowly breached Julen’s opening, his head pushing past Julen’s tight ring of muscle. The intensity made Julen yelp. He knew he had a bug-eyed look, but try as he might, he couldn’t control it. It was so much. It burned a bit, but he didn’t want it to stop.
“Are you all right?”
Julen was speechless, but in no way did he want it to stop, so he reached for Dacias’s ass and pulled him in deeper. Dacias groaned, “Oh fuck.. .”
Julen moaned long and hard. It was so much so quickly. I should have thought about that a little more. He breathed through it, and the pain soon gave way to pleasure.
Julen could feel Dacias’s hips pressed against his ass. He knew he had taken all of Dacias now, and he felt so fucking full. Dacias hit every spot. His girth stretched Julen in the best way possible. He steadied his gaze and looked up at Dacias, who looked down at Julen like a beast does its prey. Julen loved it.
“Fuck me, Dacias. Fuck me.”
“You asked for it.”
Dacias reeled his hips back, almost exiting entirely, then pushed back in as deep as before. His cock pounded the sensitive part inside Julen.
It’s so good. It’s so good. “That’s it. Dacias. You keep hitting…ohhhh…”
Dacias developed a rhythm, pumping into Julen, brushing over the sensitive part over and over. Julen’s vision blurred. The sounds of water disappeared as blood rushed through his ears. Each pump released an explosive wave of ecstasy that shook Julen’s body. He mewled for more. Dacias was so heavy on top of him, and Julen loved it. He loved feeling crushed under the weight of Dacias.
“Dacias. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“Oh fuck. Arlo. Arlo ….”
Julen could feel his own cock pulse. The slick of precum coated his stomach as Dacias pumped his cock into him over and over.
Dacias looked down and saw it. He grinned and gripped Julen’s length. He brushed his thumb over the slit, then licked the precum off his thumb.
“You taste so fucking good, Arlo. You’re fucking perfect.”
Julen could feel his eyes rolling back. The stones of the rock shelter started pressing into Julen’s back. He wanted to ride Dacias.
“Dacias. Let me be on top,” Julen said with gasping breaths.
Dacias nodded. “Yes. Fuck, that’s so sizzling.”
He scooped Julen up, pressed him close, then turned and laid on his back.
Julen yelped as Dacias’s dick jostled inside him, but he soon adjusted.
Dacias was even deeper now, and Julen could barely contain himself.
“Oh, by the Mother fucking Planet. You’re so deep!”
He began riding Dacias, slow at first, then picking up speed. It felt better like this. He had more control over it. He looked down and almost came from the look on Dacias’s face.
“Arlo…you’re incredible. Look at you.”
Dacias looked down at Julen’s hard cock slapping against his abs. He found the bulb nearby, slicked his fingers, and began stroking Julen.
“Dacias! I think—I think I’m going to go…”
“Do it. Come for me, Arlo. Come on my fucking stomach. I want—”
Before Dacias could finish, thick ropes of come shot from Julen. He sobbed with pleasure.
“Fuck! Arlo! That is so sexy! I’m gonna go too! Should I…do you…oh….”
Arlo answered through heaving breaths. “Come in me, Dacias. I want you inside me!”
Dacias’s eyes squeezed shut as he groaned. He began thrusting up into Julen, his cock pulsing. “Ohhhhh, fuck, ARLO!”
Dacias practically growled. Not a lion growl. His own. His deep, bellowing voice bounced off the walls of the rock shelter. Julen felt the warmth rush into him. He looked up at the rock shelter ceiling and sighed.
Dacias pumped into Julen a few more times, then finished. He settled, trying to catch his breath, and looked up at Julen.
“Arlo. You are…perfect. Amazing. I’m so…oh my…”
Julen smiled. The purest, most beautiful feeling of contentment washed over him. He never wanted this moment to end.