Chapter Fifteen
Finnick
Itrail after Vale and Lonan, over a sand dune, as the two idiots argue. I just shake my head. They are going to have to figure it out themselves.
I pull the short sword out of its scabbard, hoping the change in weight distribution makes it easier to walk in the shifting sand.
While I had camped and played here, in the desert, I was never taught to wield a weapon beyond the most basic of skills.
As is generally common of a healer—too valuable to put into combat—but my exclusion began long before my powers manifested.
When I breach the sand dune both Lo and Vale are looking at me.
Both are incredible specimens of men. Vale, with his pale blue skin, scales evident as faint lines, ripped abs visible in his open sweater, and Lonan, dark brown waves mussed and sharp nose delineated.
His tattoos cover his hands but I know from experience that they extend upwards, currently covered by his loose linen shirt.
“So...” Lonan starts, “I think we should—”
Vale cuts him off, “I heard something from that meathead about gambling. I think we should.”
Lonan’s grin takes on a hard, wild edge and I know him well enough to be worried.
“Ohhhh, yes, please, dragon, let’s do that.”
“Fine,” he declares, eyes gleaming, “I do love to win riches.”
Lonan chuckles in a way that raises hairs on the back of my neck.
“Shall we bet what Kai and I used to commonly wager?” he asks, eyes locked on mine.
“Double it,” Vale responds confidently.
“Gladly, though no magic, only our blade skill,” Lo purrs, stepping to the side and pulling his blade. “Ready?”
“Indeed. Start!” Vale yells.
Vale rushes forward, his curved sword held out and downward.
“The disadvantage of a short sword are reach and leverage,” Lonan intones, slashing his much longer sword out, and catching and twirling Vale’s blade.
They dance around each other, darting in and out for slashes, or quick meetings of their blades. But they are both so fast and so talented, it’s hard to follow.
“Aim for their hands,” Vale calls.
They circle each other more, lunging in, locking blades and darting back out.
“No spinning for you,” Lo directs as he spins, “You don’t have the foot work.”
Vale tries a large downward sweep, “But always keep moving!”
I watch them, feeling as though it’s about as clear as mud. They would do better to leave the teaching to Kai, I think, smiling.
A sword hits the ground.
Vale’s.
“In an actual fight, never overlook an advantage,” Lo lectures. But he tosses his sword and draws a dagger. “But this is a sparring match, and so, I shall act like a gentleman.”
Vale laughs and pulls his dagger out.
The fight more or less devolves into a tussle and I am worried about one of them actually slicing the other. Ollie would have a fit.
Before I know it, Lo is on his knees over Vale, his dagger to Vale’s neck.
“Concede?” His breath is heavy.
“Yes, yes, I admit defeat,” Vale says, palms upward, though still looking as debonair and nonchalant as ever.
“Perfect,” Lonan purrs. “I’d rather like to collect my first round of winnings now,” he retorts as he sheathes his dagger but otherwise stays on top of Vale.
“Fine,” Vale rumbles, “Let me get my coin—”
“Oh, no, sweet dragon,” Lo smirks as he starts to undo his breeches, “Kai and I used to bet that loser bottoms. So you owe me two. I’ll take the first right now.”
“What? That’s preposterous, that’s not how gambling works!” Vale spits, eyes locked on Lonan straddling him.
Lo yanks his belt off in one smooth go and his trousers gape a bit. He shrugs, “Preposterous or not, that was the bet. Unless you’d like to admit you won’t pay up?” Lonan’s eyes twinkle. Giving Vale an out, but one that would ding his pride.
Something crosses Vale’s fine-boned face. “Fine. I’m sure it won’t take long anyway.”
Lonan laughs and pulls out his hard cock.
Vale’s eyes drop to it. “I suppose that’s a perfectly acceptable size if you’re not a dragon.”
“You let me know your final decision on that once it’s up your ass.”
I sit down not far from them. Not a damn way I am missing this show. My dick is already hard.
While I was settling myself, Lonan has removed Vale’s pants and climbed between his legs.
“Gonna fuck me dry?” Vale asks in a challenging tone. “Probably could with your dick, given the siz—”
“Shut the fuck up, Vale,” Lo growls as he digs out a small vial. “Stones dammit, are you always this insufferable?”
“As a matter of fact, water boy, I am.”
I’m cupping my dick over my pants. Their back and forth is not my manner of foreplay, but coming from these two, it’s hot as fuck.
Vale groans as Lonan cups his heavy, blue balls and drips lube down his crack.
“I can’t wait to make you squirt all over yourself,” Lo says with an evil edge in his voice.
His hand disappears between Vale’s bent legs, and I watch him line his cock up. He leans forward, biting his lip.
“I doubt you have the ability. I imagine this will be like a rather,” he gasps here and Lonan settles onto his knees, waiting, “uncomfortable visit to a healer, to make sure my—”
“Finnick!” Lo barks. “Get over here and put your dick in his mouth.”
“I—me?” I murmur, flummoxed.
“Yes, shut him the fuck up. Give him something to do with that mouth.” Lo starts to thrust, long and slow, into Vale.
“Now, now, Lonan, no need for such hostilities...” Vale’s voice is breathy and his cock, even in his Fae form, has soft ridges that run in concentric circles on the middle length and scales that trail from his groin up the top of his cock.
Blue cum is dripping steadily onto his stomach, from a cock more pointed than any I’ve seen before. Which are not many, but still.
I stand quickly, fumbling with my breeches. I get my dick out and drop to my knees next to Vale’s face. His hand is already between my thighs, curling around the back of one as he touches me gently.
“You...” I start, needing to say it, “You don’t have to do this.”
“Do what? Suck your elegant green cock like I’d been poisoned and you hold the antidote in your balls?” He looks up at me, a leer on his face. “But what if I want to?”
And at that, his other hand wraps around my base and he literally uses my dick to tug me closer. His mouth opens over me and I gasp breathlessly. Vale’s body rocks with Lo’s thrusts but his hand swirls over my shaft and he takes as much of me in his mouth as he can at that angle.
“Up,” Lonan commands and I look over to see him pull out roughly.
Vale chuckles and rolls onto his hands and knees.
“I wanna fuck you while you have your tail out,” Lonan declares.
Vale again laughs and his tail appears so quickly I barely see the blue mist.
He lifts it, swinging the end to wrap around my dick and pull me to him.
He makes a whimpering sound and I assume Lonan’s cock is back inside him.
I can hardly keep my eyes open, the pleasure of Vale’s mouth and throat is so great.
He’s working me hard and Lonan is fucking him with gusto now, his body rocking between our cocks.
His tail wraps around my waist tightly, forcing more of my cock into his throat.
He mumbles happily as he drools around me.
I look up to see Lonan holding the slender base of Vale’s tail in his hand, holding his tail up and out of the way as he fucks him. Getting some leverage from it too, from the looks of it.
I notice that the end of Vale’s tail is now curled loosely around Lonan’s thigh.
Suddenly, Vale’s body rocks frantically as he whines.
“That’s a good dragon,” Lonan crows. “Make a big mess for me, hmm?”
Lo is still holding Vale’s tail, using it to pull his ass back onto Lonan’s cock as he bounces him, Lo’s other hand hanging at his side, his shirt tucked up to reveal his cut abs.
“Ohhhh, oh shit,” I mutter as I start to cum.
“Oh ho, two good boys,” Lonan purrs. “Let him drink your cum, Finn, love.”
My hips thrust a little into Vale’s greedy mouth as I shoot. I pant, hands going to his face.
“Keep that dick in your mouth, dragon,” Lo’s voice has an edge to it and I can tell he’s close.
“Fuck, yes, take it,” he grunts, hips slapping hard. Vale whimpers around me, eyes closed in pleasure.
As Lonan pulls out of Vale’s ass, his hand slips under him and helps him roll out of the way of the cum puddle under Vale. I avoid it too as I flop back on the sandy grass, panting. Goddess. Vale tosses himself on one side of me as Lo does the same on the other.
“Not even polite enough to ask if you can finish inside me, hmm?” Vale intones, still breathless.
Lo’s head snaps up, his gaze going frantically to Vale, but upon seeing the smirk on Vale’s face, he relaxes.
He tucks an arm under his head. “Didn’t need to. Knew you were a little cumslut.”
I feel Vale’s tail slowly unwrap from Lo’s leg and withdraw, but not before rubbing teasingly against my soft, wet cock.
I turn my head to look at Vale. “You’re incredible at that,” I say softly.
“What?” He raises both blue eyebrows, obviously insulted. “Surprised?”
“I... no, I mean, yes, a bit. I didn’t get a... submissive vibe from you.”
He blinks slowly. “What exactly makes you think sucking someone’s soul out of their cock is submissive? I do believe I have you quite wrapped around my finger now, Finn.”
Lo props himself up on his arm behind me. “Is he a better cocksucker than Ollie?” He pauses a moment—in which I see something dark flicker in Vale’s eyes—but he continues, “Never mind, I’ll have him show me when I collect the rest of my winnings.”
Vale grumbles and I bite down a smile.
They’re getting along swimmingly, honestly.
AFTER DINNER OVER THE fire, we settle in, drinking tea as the sun sets. Insects click and buzz in the distance, broken by the occasional sound of nocturnal birds, and the fire’s crackling merrily.
There are only two tents and I’m already a bit worried about the fight on where Ollie is sleeping.