Sequel

A few days ago I made a post on the forum and then completely forgot about it. I’ve posted (under Two Lovers) a little piece on the story that will take up after Sequel and Partner end. For some reason I’ve been completely engrossed with writing the new story, even though I’ve wanted to write Sequel. Except instead of opening Sequel I’ll open the new one instead and say “oh, I’ll add a couple of sentences” and all of a sudden it’s like four hours later.

It will be posted on AFF.

Lisa asked how Muan speaks people! He's not. The two of them are occupying a state of being, in a place inside someone's mind. Whose hasn't been answered or even asked. But while in this place they can communicate. Muan tries to say cat, says it in Sidhe and it is relayed to Rel as the ... trying not to explain this by dropping into literary theory! Oh! I know. Universal translator. If you've ever watched Star Trek or what have you. And it only works when they occupy this space.

When Rel delves into Muan's mind, he can very much feel what Muan is thinking, but he's retreated recently and respected the boundaries everyone's set up. But in the real world, only ideas or partial images can be projected. It's not the same as having a conversation.

Below amused me. Raoh and Osht made me giggle, then immediately call them cowards. Mn's sister is helping Rel and getting him high at the same time. Where did she get that flower from? Una. Who else. At least I'm assuming Una. Which is bad on him. Enabling her to drug Rel.

To... possibly help both him and Ashun.

Read, Review and Enjoy.





Rel awoke the next morning feeling contented and relaxed finally. The sunlight of dawn was trickling in, the room was a nice temperature and he felt marvellous. Sex released certain hormones that promoted more sex and thus were pleasurable and euphoric.

Considering the amount of sex he’d had the night before…

He was quite happy.

Until he spotted Ashun, standing at the side of his bed, arms crossed and a lethal look on her face. Every muscle of the female screamed anger and annoyance. Rel sighed out.

“What?”

“You two are absolutely despicable. If I could have stopped you two, I would have,” Ashun snapped.

Muan sat up with a groan and rubbed his face. Ashun turned on the male and snapped at him in Sidhe. Muan blinked at her confused, then looked to the kitchen where Mn was sipping tea as if nothing were happening. As if the little spat didn’t include her. Muan spoke in his own version of his language and Mn shrugged.

“I tried explaining it to her. Though you do not seem to care what I think about you doing that with a people.”

“Fuck you,” Rel snapped at Mn, then turned to Ashun, “What do you think we did?”

“I think you two melded your minds together into one thing, into one being and that is dangerous and stupid and not worth your euphoric high.”

Rel blinked at Ashun, then looked at Muan. The male looked upset and mildly horrified, meaning that Muan likely knew what Ashun was talking about and shared the female’s thoughts on the matter.

“We. He. One of us. Made a place that has a little cabin except it’s in our minds and we just visited it.”

“Just visited it? Like I’m going to believe that. Just visiting a place doesn’t cause that. That,” Ashun’s hand moved up and down, pointing from one end of Rel to the other.

Rel and Muan exchanged a look before Muan stood from the nest and leaned close to Ashun’s ear, whispering something in the young woman’s ear. Whatever was said, which was likely exactly what they had done, made Ashun go a bright red colour.

Worse yet, when Muan pulled away, Ashun watched the male retreat to the bathroom like a curious kitten eyeing a mouse for the first time. Raoh and Osht, sitting on the couch in front of the television set, both looked at Ashun as one before they made their way to the elevator. Osht pushed the button on the elevator before Raoh jabbed the button several times. Ashun made a questioning sound and Osht began poking the button in a panic.

The elevator binged and both males winced as Ashun turned on them, “where do you think you are going?”

Raoh and Osht looked at one another and slid onto the elevator, ignoring Ashun’s question. Raoh began jabbing the close door button as soon as they were on the elevator. Poking it faster and faster as Ashun moved from the bedside, towards the elevator. The doors closed before Ashun was halfway to the elevator and the female let out a huffing, annoyed sound.

“I must admit, that interplay confused me,” Mn muttered, pulling the kettle off the stove, “but I have learned how to make something called tea. Muan says it goes along well with eggs and slabs of meat for breakfast. Would you like to break your fast? How often do you people eat?”

“Three times a day,” Rel said to Mn, climbing off the bed as Muan came out of the bathroom, “let Muan cook, he’s quite good at cooking eggs. And those two always act funny when Ashun starts hearing about sex or gets curious about it.”

“Why would they have a problem with it, they aren’t- oh. They are,” Mn made a hand motion, “a three pair? She is a bit young. Is she not?”

“I.” Ashun hissed out at Mn, “am nineteen. I’m older than he is and he’s allowed to have sex.”

“And I don’t look like a thirteen year old,” Rel snapped back at Ashun.

“Oh, go sit on Muan and rotate.”

“That’s not even. And it sounds,” Rel’s mind did a stumble as he tried to figure out how exactly that would work, “bad. Painful.”

“She is nineteen,” Mn murmured, “really? Mm.”

Muan ducked his head into the fridge, placing the door between himself and Mn. The male winced as he pulled the eggs off of the bottom shelf. As Muan stood, he smiled at Mn innocently, walking around the suddenly angry female. Mn watched Muan move around her, glaring the whole while, moving only her head.

“Mm,” Mn let out.

Muan went about the motions of making breakfast, ignoring Mn the entire time. Ashun huffed out and slid into a seat at the table.

Rel ignored them all and went to the bathroom. There he relieved himself and shaved. Back into the living area he went, where Mn and Ashun were having a quiet and friendly female discussion in Sidhe. Muan looked awkward and uncomfortable.

Which meant Rel should have walked back into the bathroom and locked the door. Curled up in the tub and prayed to the gods that no one decided to break down the door.

Instead he manned up and went to the kitchen table, sitting between them. Mn pushed a purple flowered tea across to him and Rel grimaced. When the first batch of buds had wilted and fallen off of the plant Muan got the flowers from, Rel had hoped that that would be the end of the purple flower tea. Apparently the damnable plant had decided to blossom again. Something that could not have been healthy for the plant.

Or Rel.

His sipped the tea and felt the tingle that moved down his throat and through his stomach. After the first sip, he realised his mistake. This was not the purple flower Muan gave him. This was something stronger, more powerful.

Fucking hells.

Muan served them all breakfast and then sat down at the table. Because he had no other choice. The male ate like it was his last meal. Rel ate as if he had never had eggs before. They were such a strange texture. Such a different flavour. Mn blinked at Rel overzealously eating his eggs. The female moved Rel’s tea away with two fingers and turned her attention to Muan.

“So. Mm.”

Muan swallowed hard as if choking down something hard and dry. The male looked at Rel, then glanced at Mn worriedly.

“Ashun, this one, is stunted.”

Muan gripped one of his fingers in the other hand and pulled, cracking the joints. Apparently a nervous habit, Muan focused entirely on the motion until all his fingers were crack. Mn waited patently until Muan was done before she continued.

“I recall you fixing another runt with mother’s magics,” Mn said quietly, knowingly. Implying that Mn had been the runt. Considering Muan’s knowledge of plants and Mn’s earlier comment about Muan having no power at the farm. Muan had changed Mn from a runt into the lethal female she was. A bit on the petite side for Sidhe females, but size would not matter to the Sidhe.

The question was.

Did Mn mean mother, or Mother?

Muan shrugged idly and muttered something in Sidhe.

“Yes, and at that time, if she did not change then she would be sealed in the body of a child with the desires of a woman. As it is, her body distorts her view of the world and the world’s view of her.”

“What?” Ashun muttered. “he can-”

Muan muttered something and hunkered down and away from Mn, as if expecting a blow. Mn blinked at Muan then turned to Rel very calmly.

“What do you think, oh great Whisper?”

“If Ashun,” Rel pointed at Ashun and then looked at his finger, wondering if perhaps that was someone else’s digit, “if she… has sex. Maybe she’ll stop whining about us having sex.”

Muan muttered something under his breath at Mn shrugged this time, “you really should not have taught me how to drug Whispers. He at least will answer me properly. Unlike someone else.”

“Why won’t he make Ashun better?”

“Because he says she is not sick.”

“But she’s thirteen,” Rel muttered drunkenly as Ashun protested her actual age, “all thirteen year olds are sick.”

“He says-”

“Is his pirogue. Pehrogue. Perograte. Prerogative.” Rel mumbled, pushing his plate away from him, “is allowed to not heal whenever he deems fit.”

Muan made an agreeing sound.

“Though to be fair,” Rel jerked his head up from the table and shook a finger at Ashun, “if you really wannnnner. Want him to make you bigger. You could just keep him from having sex until you can.” Rel snorted out a laugh, “telling my own mother to blackmail my lover. That sounds like a smart idea.” he looked at Mn, “you’ve got pretty eyes. If you were people I’d do you.”

“If I were people?”

“Having sex with a Sidhe is out of the question. Female, anyhow. I’m fertile so you’d get pregnant and then we’d both be dead. So. I’m sorry. I like living more than I like the idea of doing you.”

Rel’s head hit the table and he groaned out. Having drugs with breakfast was never a good idea.


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