Eduard
“How long have we been out?”
“Almost a day,” Cecil answered. “I tried to convince the young master that it was normal for magical creatures such as yourself to go into a healing sleep, but it brought him little comfort.”
He tossed back the fluid, gulping it down while pretending it didn’t taste like death itself.
“The young master has refused to eat. He did have one of my restorative shakes, but hasn’t accepted anything since.” Cecil rubbed his hands together worriedly.
“The others?” Eduard asked. He could see Draco and Andvari curled around Henry in the bed beside him. They were pale, but breathing easily.
“Healing, sir. Andvari’s wounds were the most serious, as you know, but Master Henry was extremely weak after his display of magic followed by his gift of blood.”
Henry’s wrist was wrapped in a white bandage which stood out starkly against Draco’s chest. Andvari’s chest was healed, his skin re-knitted and as good as new. It would have taken a lot out of him though, even with the aid of his and Draco’s blood. If they hadn’t been there…
Eduard slid his legs over the side of the bed and managed to stand without toppling over. Cecil’s potion worked its magic as he walked slowly over to Sawyer, with Cecil hovering beside him.
“It’s okay, Cecil. Thank you for looking after him.”
“Of course, Master Eduard.”
“I presume you’ve prepared quite the feast?”
Cecil’s mouth twitched in an almost smile. “Yes, Master Eduard.”
“We’ll be ready for it in a few hours. I’m going to get this stubborn fool into bed and make him take a nap. The others should be awake before long and we’ll want to have a nice meal.”
“I’ll be ready.”
“Thank you.” Pearl was curled against Sawyer’s feet and she looked up at him pitifully. “Take Pearl with you. She needs a break as well, I’m sure. Go on, girl. Let Cecil take you outside.”
Her ears perked up at the word. She looked nervously up at Sawyer for a minute, then lumbered to her feet with a big stretch. Cecil followed her from the room, closing the door softly behind him.
“Silly man,” Eduard said. He ran his hand over Sawyer’s head, chuckling over the state of his hair.
It looked like he’d been running his fingers through it over and over, the strands sticking up at all angles.
He had a stack of papers in front of him, scribbled notes that weren’t in any semblance of order.
Arrows pointed to words, which circled around to other points on the page. “Sawyer.”
Sawyer opened his eyes and bolted to his feet in one jerking motion. “Eduard!”
He flung himself into Eduard’s arms and Eduard closed them around him in a tight hug. Sawyer trembled against him, nearly overcome with emotion. “I’m fine, sweetheart. We’re all fine.”
Sawyer raised his head and looked over to the bed.
“They’re fine. Sleeping is what we need to heal. I should have explained that to you.”
“Cecil told me.”
“But you didn’t hear it from us, so it was hard to believe.”
Sawyer shrugged, then buried his face against Eduard’s chest again. “I was so scared.”
“I bet you were. Come to bed. Lie with me.”
“I’m fine,” Sawyer protested. “Go back to bed. Sleep.”
Eduard grumbled and pulled Sawyer with him. “I want you in bed with me.”
“You need to rest.”
“I know I do. And I’ll rest more easily with you beside me.”
Sawyer tried to protest again, but Eduard could see that he was so tired he couldn’t find the words. Instead he let Eduard guide him back over to the side of the bed. He stripped off Sawyer’s T-shirt and shorts with barely a protest.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to be skin to skin with you. It’ll help me.”
Sawyer arched a brow and made a face at him. “You’re making that up.”
“Maybe.” He stripped off his own clothes, then pulled Sawyer against him. “But you’ve heard of sexual healing, right? They even made a song about it.”
Sawyer poked him in the ribs. “Don’t be ridiculous. We can’t have sex. We’ll disturb the others.”
“Hmm. I guess that means you’ll have to be really, really quiet then. You think you can do that for me, Sawyer? Let me get inside you, but stay so quiet.”
Sawyer trembled. “I don’t know.”
“You can do it. Come on.”
He helped Sawyer lay down on the bed. When he slid into bed beside Sawyer, he saw that he had his full attention. He reached for the bottle of salve and sat it carefully on Sawyer’s stomach.
He dipped his fingers into it, then traced them over Sawyer’s soft cock. “So perfect,” he whispered. “Beautiful.”
“You’re the beautiful ones. All of you.”
“Shh,” Eduard said. “You’re supposed to be quiet.”
Sawyer scowled at him.
Eduard responded by giving his cock a squeeze and a stroke. It thickened in his hand.
“Can I confess something to you?” Eduard whispered. He continued working Sawyer’s cock as he spoke, leaning down to whisper in his ear.
Sawyer opened his mouth to reply so Eduard lifted his hand from Sawyer’s cock. Sawyer snapped his mouth closed again and nodded.
Eduard began his ministrations again. “I was so jealous seeing you up there on Draco’s back. Riding him. Soaring through the sky with him between your legs and Andvari at your back.”
Sawyer scowled again. Eduard traced his hand lower, rolling Sawyer’s balls between his fingers.
“What? You don’t think it was a beautiful sight?
It was. You were all stunning, but Sawyer, how you looked with your arms flung out into the sky…
I wanted you in that moment. I wondered if it was me behind you up there if I could have found a way to lean you forward and bury myself in your sweet hole. Let the dragon feel us on his back.”
Sawyer trembled. Eduard dipped his hand lower and Sawyer spread his legs to allow him easier access. He traced his slick fingers over Sawyer’s entrance and sighed. “I have so many fantasies where you’re concerned. I should start writing them all down.”
Sawyer grinned, then nodded. Eduard rewarding him by slipping a finger into his hole.
“Hmm, can I confess one of them to you now?’
Sawyer nodded again.
“I want to take you while you’re sleeping. I want you to wake up with my cock deep in your ass. I’d have to wait for a night when Draco had used you good and hard, stretched you loose and open for me. Then, once you were passed out and all loose and ready, I’d come in behind you.”
Sawyer bit his lip, then reached for Eduard’s hand. He met Eduard’s stare, then tugged his hand from between his legs. Sawyer rolled to the side, pushing his ass back toward Eduard’s body.
“Oh, you like that idea, do you? I’ll do it if you say it’s okay.
Let you wake up dripping with me and not even having to do a thing to get me off.
I’d even let my lion side come out. You liked that, didn’t you?
He liked it. He wanted me to breed you, fill you up with a litter.
He’s proud, my lion. Proud to be yours.”
Sawyer bit back a whimpering moan.
Eduard coated his cock in the slick salve, then pushed against Sawyer’s hole.
He slid in easily even though he’d not taken time to really stretch Sawyer out.
Sawyer needed to be filled, and Eduard would have to make sure they never left him isolated and alone like they just had.
He clearly hadn’t managed being alone with them well.
It was their job to take care of him and they’d failed.
Eduard pressed his hand against Sawyer’s flat stomach and rubbed it gently. “I love being inside you, feeling your body hugging mine close. Do you know what you do to me, Sawyer? Do you have any idea how much I adore you?”
Sawyer laid his hand on top of Eduard’s and threaded their fingers together. “I want to mate with you, too, you know. I… this probably isn’t the best time to keep confessing my secrets, but Sawyer, you have to know. I love you. I’d do anything for you.”
Sawyer rolled his head back and he angled his neck for a kiss.
Eduard complied, moving his hips in a slow rhythm that matched the teasing of teeth and tongues.
Eduard pulled away and their eyes locked together for a long moment.
“I love you, too,” Sawyer mouthed. He’d kept his promise to be quiet, but the words, and the look in his eyes said all Eduard needed to hear.
“Oh sweet boy.” Eduard tucked his other arm beneath Sawyer’s head, letting him rest it against his muscled bicep.
The other hand he kept on Sawyer’s stomach, stroking in a gentle soothing rhythm.
Sawyer relaxed against him, his eyes drifting closed.
Eduard kept moving, thrusting inside him carefully, rocking him to sleep with his body.
His cock thickened even as Sawyer’s breathing slowed.
He spurted his release, but his cock remained, holding Sawyer next to him, keeping him as close as he could.
Eduard’s heart pounded in his chest, more happy and fulfilled than he’d ever been.
He closed his eyes and thanked the Goddess for sending him to Sawyer.
He felt a tingle down his spine and smiled, knowing she’d acknowledged his thanks in her own way.