On a hot summers night

Author: Az

Email: az.ombie[at]gmail.com

Homepage: http://www.forgottenjuliet.net

AN: This is the last chapter before we venture into heaven. oh I and I know I contradict myself in this story (OHSN), I mean if you read older stuff with the same characters, I just like to think that I am getting better as I write more, and I am now able to make a more complex story in English than when I started out. And of course I make stuff up as I go along. At some point I really should go back to previous stories and fix it, but I am not arsed since only 2 people read this story, including me.

WIP: 11/?

Betaed by;

Rating: n17

Disclaimer: Bernhard & Nurreal are Cali’s creations. The rest is mine!

Summary: Harm and Tris leaves Bernhard’s tower to travel across the wastelands to heaven.

Warnings: wing smut?

Pairings: Tristan/Harm





Chapter 11– Speak out my name, long after I am gone.



Tristan looked at the garments Ol had tossed on the bed, “you expect me to wear that?” he said in a childish tone.



“I went out on a limb to get this for you dammit” Ol whined, but he slapped Tristan on the shoulder with a grin “I am sure you will get a whole fanclub in that uniform”



“Gods!” Tristan groaned and rolled his eyes but non the less pulled his own shirt over his head, Ol stayed silent in the corner of the room as Tristan dressed in the armour of a tower keeper. He braided his hair to a single plait and turned with the helmet still in his hand. “There” he said with a slight blush “better?”



“Perfect” Ol purred. Stepping up to Tristan, “are you sure you want to leave without speaking to Bernhard?”



“Very sure” Tristan said dryly “did Harm return?”



“No, we are to meet him and Seth at the exit of the stairs of peril” Ol said looking into the ground, “I told them to wait there, because I wanted this moment with you alone before you leave”



Tristan sighed, “Ok, I guess we have some unsolved issues between us”



“You could call it that if you want” Ol answered and gestured for Tristan to follow him out the door, “I spend years being bitter, but I think I understand now” Ol whispered. Tristan stayed silent and let the elf continue, “He still loves you very much”



“Who?” Tristan asked, knowing the answer before Ol even spoke.



“Harm” Ol said “I can see it in his eyes, he wont admit it, but I am sure he never forgot your love” the tall elf laughed a little bitterly “he told me to keep away from you with my devilry, did you know that?”



“Honestly no” Tristan said, already feeling uncomfortable in the black leather uniform.



Ol stopped at the stairs, looking at Tristan “he did, I guess he feels insecure or something, and he should. For the truth is that I still love you Tris, I guess I never stopped”



Tristan squirmed and blushed a little “so you are telling me Harm told you to keep your hands off me” Ol nodded and Tristan continued with a whisper “would you have... uhm... If he hadn’t said that”



“In a heartbeat” Ol said with a smile.



Tristan’s smile widened “you are very special to me Ol, and...” the angel looked away before he continued with a sigh “what I did, didn’t fall me easy, it was hard. Felt like having my heart ripped from my body”



Ol kissed Tristan’s cheek lightly “you did what you felt you had to, don’t worry about it anymore” he took the angels hand and they started to descend the stairs.



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Harm and Seth stood by the base of the stairs. Seth lit a cigarette and slumped down against the wall. “Why do you reject him?” he suddenly said.



“Who, Tris?” Harm said with an annoyed winch, Seth nodded, and the dark angel smiled sadly “Seth, of all people you should understand”



“I do” Seth said with a smug expression “but I also hear your lies”



“He is my brother, I would lay down my life for him, aid him in any way possible, but this one thing I cannot encourage” Harm said, rustling his wings in annoyance.



“Still” Seth mumbled, “All these fine intentions don’t change the fact that you love him” Harm opened his mouth to say something, but Seth cut him off “As a lover”



“Cousin” Harm said with a warning edge.



“Why do you lie to yourself? Once in the wastelands, why don’t you bed him? It is what you really want isn’t it? To feel his kisses and be cocooned in his love once more, no regrets, no lies, no remorse.”



“It was an unholy alliance born in sin and decay, I will not chase after eternal damnation, Seth” Harm said now trembling from something Seth could only read as a mix between fear and rage.



“Bullshit” Seth said calmly “love is love, is love is love, there is no sin in loving”



“I wont loose my heart again, I refuse to get so lost once more, and I am the motherfucking angel of death!” Harm cried startling Seth, “I am the end of all things”



Seth smiled overbearing as he looked up at Harm “you already lost your heart long ago, why deny it? It makes no fucking sense cousin Harm”



“...” Harm opened his mouth to speak, but as he did he saw Ol and Tristan descend from the stairs. And as he looked upon the silver creature, he did not see his brother, he saw Tristan, and as the turquoise eyes locked with his, he looked away, not able to deal with the torment he saw there.



Tristan stepped outside together with Ol, “Seth, Harm” he said saluting them both with a grin. “So did you manage to find me some weapons?”



“Indeed” Seth said. Looking awfully smug again, the black haired angel stood up and pulled a large knapsack from the shadows “here is a crossbow” he handed it to Tristan, “and a sword” he gave that to Harm, “and a pair of twin daggers, arrows and a shield” finally Seth held two bottles of some disgusting looking liquid “moonshine, the best in the cities”



“Where did you get all this?” Tristan whispered, looking at the crossbow in fascination.



“They are Nurreal’s. He gave them to you” Seth said, offering a little smile “the booze is Vishnu’s”



“Really?” Tristan said blushing a little, remembering all the things he had called the incubi, and here he was saving his own ass. “Oh man..” the silver angel sighed and grabbed a dagger and fastened it to his boot “then maybe he is not such a big asshole as I first thought”



“Maybe he is just in love with your son” Seth grinned, looking very much proud of himself.



“...Maybe” Tristan reluctantly agreed.



“Listen” Seth said, the smile gone and replaced with a little tick in the corner of his mouth “if you should cross path with Vishnu, would you... uhm.. Tell him that I am ok, and that I love him”



“Of course” Harm said, suddenly embracing their cousin, “even if you are a jerk” he squeezed Seth even tighter.



When Harm let go, Seth turned to Tristan “you look stunning in that uniform, you should consider a career here as a tower guard” he smiled gently “Tris, my beloved cousin, give my very best to Godiva and cherub Adrian”



“I will Seth” Tristan said gathering his cousin in a crushing embrace “give my best to Lord Nurreal, I cant thank him enough for this, really... and Seth, be safe”



Tristan turned to Ol and hugged him “take care of yourself, kitten”



“You too Trissy” Ol whispered with a smile “give my love to Godiva, he is really his fathers son” Tristan raised a brow, but Ol just smiled.



Tristan let go of the elf, and watched as Ol hugged Harm before they gathered their belongings, “come along grumpy, we are more than two days behind Vishnu and Godiva”



“Yea” Harm said walking after Tristan, looking over his back he saw Seth smiling a knowing smile, that Harm would almost have given anything to wipe off permanently. But he just waved back and left together with his brother.



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Camping under a large out spring of rocks, Tristan watched as Harm build a fire; he felt his heart contract painfully just watching his brother. The silence was crushing and Tristan tried to focus on cleaning Nurreal’s crossbow. “Harm” he finally said. The dark angel turned and looked at Tristan, and Tristan looked up and met Harm’s liquid black eyes, “go home”



“What?” Harm said visibly surprised.



“You can go home, I don’t need a nanny” Tristan said with a frown.



/Liar! Liar!/ Harms mind cried out, but the angel of death just stood up and walked over to lay down his sword next to Tristan. “If that is what you wish, brother”



Tristan took a swag of the disgusting looking booze “it is” he croaked winching because of the aftertaste of the liquid. Looking up at Harm he furrowed his brows “really, piss off Harm. With a cherry on top”



“Fine” Harm spat and turned, walking from the campside. Somehow this was not what he had expected of their journey across the wasteland, and he had to control himself to not stop and turn around, frowning as he found himself wishing that Tristan would call out for him, having changed his mind. But Harm knew why he was dismissed, he could see it in Tristan’s eyes, already when they arrived here, his brother had never been able to bury their love. And truthfully never had he. But he could not give in to his urges on a whim, because of sad eyes and softly spoken words. Oh no sir!



As soon as Tristan was sure Harm was gone, he took another gulp of the bottle, he kept drinking even if the liquid spilled running down his throat and down on the uniform. And when he pulled the bottle from his lips he let out a wail. Hiding his face in his hands crying bitter tears, hating God with his entire existence, what had he ever done to deserve this punishment? Had his love not been pure? Had he not loved his creator enough? Had he failed? He had, hadn’t he?



Harm had stayed behind some rocks, not being able to decide what to do, telling himself he would just watch out for Tristan until dawn, because he was drunk and might not hear approaching wild creatures or worse. But as he heard the heart wrenching sobs, he battled with his pride. And in the end Seth’s words came back to him //Bullshit! - You already lost your heart long ago// and with a sigh, he went back to the campside. Finding Tristan sitting with his arms wrapped around his legs, and his forehead on his knees, crying softly. It is told that to hear an angel cry would break your heart and drive you insane, if you were mortal of course, but Harm couldn\'t remember when he had heard a more pitiful sound. Taking a deep breath he cast off his charm spell, and there in the desert night stood not the angel of death, but just a wide-eyed pale angel. He walked over to Tristan and wrapped his arms around him as he rested his head on his shoulder. “Thanatairan” he whispered “don’t cry”



Tristan turned his head, and looked directly into two dark grey eyes wet with tears of their own “Horatio?”



Harm just smiled feeling his own tears begin to fall “I tried so hard to forget Tris, but someone made me realise what an idiot I am”



“Why would you forget?” Tristan whispered “then all our sacrifice would be in vain”



“My logic kept telling me that what we had was an” Harm searched for the correct word “Infatuation, born from decadence and boredom, but my heart told me differently. I saw your punishment, and I was afraid Tris, scared to death, later I let my heart go cold, my position leaves nothing for feelings, and what I felt was a faint echo of what we once had. Or perhaps I lulled myself into a pleasant illusion” Tristan listened, watching his hands trembling, but non the less he reached out for the bottle and offered it to Harm who took a greedy gulp of the spirit. “Father kept me from the trial as much as he could, if he had only known that I was the one who seduced you, the beautiful embodiment of light you were, and ever so tempting”



“He knew” Tristan whispered, not knowing why he suddenly felt like unburdening the secret he had sworn to keep until the end of all things. “And so did Ænideniel”



“But..” Harm took another gulp of the bottle “why weren’t I punished?” the dark angel’s eyebrows furrowed in wonder.



“Because I made a deal with Ænideniel” Tristan whispered, smiling lovingly to Harm “do you really want to hear the truth? I had sworn never to tell you”



“Yes” Harm whispered, gripping the neck of the bottle for dear life.



“As I hung there on the divine wheel, Ænideniel knew of my indiscretions, and had charged me for not obeying the creator to the fullest. I had committed infidelity with my own blood. But Ænideniel knew better, he knew how old our love were, being fathers friend he had a hard time having to do this to me, but as he slowly ripped my wings off, he made a deal with me. To say I had gone to earth and coupled with the vile elf, and thus the divine masters of karma would punish Ol, and not you. And by God I agreed. I wanted to keep you safe, and so that matter stayed between father, Ænideniel and us, this is why you were spared” Tristan watched Harm’s dawning horror. “It’s true, it is why you were sent to death to be taught by her, call it a lenient exile”



“You... you... did that for me?” Harm stuttered. “I never knew”



“You were not supposed to” Tristan said with a little smile



“If I were you, I would have hated me with vengeance!” Harm whispered, “I didn’t even speak up, I did nothing... I...I... actually walked out as the verdict was presented”



“I know, I saw you leave” Tristan whispered with a sad tone. “But you saved me, and had you spoken you would have made a liar our of Ænideniel, father and me. I was counting on you staying silent, you did and saved yourself, I would not have said anything either if I had been in your place”



Harm blushed “I did come for you, I always did. You are my baby brother. Father told me to keep you safe, and I did” the grey eyed angel leaned in and kissed Tristan’s forehead “and in doing so I lost myself and my heart” he whispered against the soft skin.



“Harm don’t tease me” Tristan said with a vague, tired voice.



“Seth told me to take you far out in the wastelands and make love to you, no regrets, no remorse, only love” Harm whispered “and I intent on following his advise, brother”



Tristan’s pupils dilated hearing this, and his breath caught in his throat. But as he felt Harm’s soft lips against his he could have cried, timidly wrapping his arms around the darkhaired angel, he had expected it to feel strange, but it felt like home, his hands still knew every inch of this other divine creature. “I love you” Tristan whispered against Harm’s lips.



“I love you too” Harm whispered back, carefully leaning back until he was laying on the ground, he reached up and ran a hand over the thick black leather of Tristan’s uniform.



Tristan turned nestling himself between Harm’s legs, holding his upper body up on straight arms, looking down at his brother under him. Smiling as Harm wrapped his legs around his waist as a silent invitation. “Are you sure?” the whispered



Harm just smiled, and let go of his grip around Tristan’s waist and let his legs fall to the ground, reaching down to his own waistband wiggling out of his pants, blushing as Tristan pushed to a sitting position and just watched, kicking off his boots, naked from the waist down Harm popped up on his elbow and watched Tristan whom seemed mesmerized. “Tris?” he breathed



“Stand up” Tristan said with a little mischievous grin, and Harm did. Tristan grabbed his hips and pulled him close, harm could hear his breathing speed up at the ghostly touch of Tristan’s lips on his sensitive skin of his inner thigh. The silver haired angel ran a hand up under Harm’s shirt, and to Harm it felt like it left a burning trail. So lost in that feeling he couldn\'t help but let out a yelp as soft lips closed around his arousal, he had forgotten what it felt like, what absolutely precious spiral of heat that spread inside him.



The lips left as sudden as they had engaged, and Tristan slowly stood up, Harm smiled lovingly, seeing the flustered skin of his lover, pulling him in for a deep demanding kiss. It was not really a surprise as Harm suddenly felt raw rock against his back, and Tristan who couldn\'t help but to grind himself against him. Wordlessly Harm ended the kiss and turned in Tristan’s arms, closing his eyes tight as he felt the warm hand on his hip, knowing what was to come, he tried to mentally prepare himself, but as the brutal thrust came, he let out a loud cry, dizzy from the intrusion he was a bit flattered that his brother had even remembered that he wanted it like that, but every coherent thought soon fled as he felt a arm around his waist keeping him in place, and soft lips on his neck. The first thrusts was slow and awkward, but soon they had found a rhythm, lost to all but what they felt, Tristan whispered whatever came to his mind into his lovers ear, smiling as he heard Harm purr and moan softly, Tristan stopped thrusting, if he didn’t take a break he would be finished very soon, and he wanted this to last, reaching up he ran his fingers across Harm’s lips before he gently pushed the digits inside in the moist cave, feeling as his brother sucked on them, biting Harm’s ear tenderly he whispered “let them hear you all the way to Eden, my love” he pulled his fingers out again and instead entwined his fingers with harms that rested against the stone, tightening his grip around his lovers waist, before he started to thrust in its earnest. The blood pumping so hard in his ears that he did not even hear Harm climax, but was caught by surprise as he felt his brother contract around him, milking him with a force he was unable to withstand, and so he too whimpered in his completion.



Withdrawing his lax member from Harm he let himself fall to the ground, pulling his brother with him. “Oh my God” he purred kissing Harm’s hand softly. he opened his eyes and saw Harm’s stupid grin in return. “I think they fucking well heard us all the way to earth”



Harm blushed but smiled resting his head on Tristan’s chest closing his eyes savouring the feeling of Tristan’s fingers running through his hair. “What now?” he whispered, dreading the answer as he felt Tristan’s hand stop and rest on his head.



“I don’t know” Tristan admitted, with a sigh he caressed the raven hair of his brother “are you still leaving?”



“If you wanted me to” Harm whispered, running his finger in a lazy path up and down Tristan’s inner thigh. “But I want to stay,” he said as he swallowed hard, still fearing that he would be dismissed.



“And I want you to stay” Tristan whispered “But Harm I need to know if you will stay as my brother, my lover.. Or both”



Harm turned a little, so he could see Tristan’s face, he still were made of light and temptation, “It will leave us both heart broken and crippled, but... in my heart I am both, brother and lover in one” he smiled a little timid smile to Tristan “for now...” he whispered, feeling tears stinging in the corners of his eyes “until you find your son, and return to earth, I am both”



Tristan knew exactly why Harm said as he did “Then let me come with you, I cannot part from you again, not after I just found you underneath all the glamour of death”



Harm’s tears fell hearing Tristan’s begging voice, and his tears rolled down over the black leather and unto the ground. “I can’t keep you in death’s halls” he whispered. “In there your light would falter and die, we might have our love, but in time that too will fail and give way to the despair of the gloomy halls. Don’t ask me to bring you there, please Tris, I can’t”



“Then come with me, renounce your... No, I can’t ask you to do that” Tristan said with a hoarse voice, filled with tears. Tristan sat up and grabbed Harm crushing him in a desperate embrace “don’t tell me its over before it begins, that is just too cruel”



Harm ran his hand over Tristan’s silver hair and kissed his jaw line, “hush, we have each other now, let us make the best of it”



Tristan loosened his embrace and let go of Harm “you are right, I am just so afraid to loose you again”



“You will. You knew that before we started. So did I, and that is why I couldn\'t kiss you that day.” Harm whispered “maybe our love is doomed to be like this, desperate meetings decades apart”



“Why Harm? I don’t understand, weren’t we punished enough?” Tristan whispered, leaning forward to kiss a tear away from Harm’s cheek.



Harm just silenced his brother with a kiss. They could worry about the future when it hit them, but right now, they were here, alone and together. Watching the sunrise in the east, making it look like the great white tower of Eden was in flames.



-TBC-