My Beloved Shadow

Nick feels sleep leave him slowly and he struggles to keep it. He draws the duffle bag closer, wanting to fall back asleep, but it moans and he’s forced to open his eyes. His duffle bag shouldn’t be moaning…

“Morning sleepy head.”

Nick blinks a couple times, his vision clearing to show him that he’s laying against Michael, one arm draped around his waist, their legs twined. His first instinct is the get off the bed and out of the room as fast as he can. But he doesn’t go on his first instinct, remembering that it had been himself that had initiated all this. Give or take a little.

It would be bad form to just run away in the light of day. So instead of running, Nick forces himself to relax and to return Michael’s smile.

“It’s not that late, is it?”

Michael chuckles, “It’s nearly noon.”

“Noon? Why did you let me sleep so long?”

“It’s Saturday.”

“Oh…”

Nick turns around, his back to Michael, and buries himself deeper into the blanket. Now that he knows what day it is, he doesn’t want to get up yet. After a moment he feels the bed move and Michael press against his back, his hand moving around Nick to rest on his stomach. Nick can feel Michael’s erection pressed against his ass.

“Want to have a little fun?”

Nick doesn’t move, doesn’t do or say anything for a long time. He’s not sure whether he wants to or not, his body screams yes, but his mind screams no just as loudly. He’s torn, so very torn. But it’s the same argument as before, the same reasoning that always ends up being the same.

Nick relaxes against Michael, “Don’t you ever get tired?”

“Eventually. Most of the people who have known me through the years, even my parents, have always joked about how high my sexual drive is. Lance liked to refer to me as an adolescent boy discovering sex for the first time.

I don’t know the reasons for it, maybe the gods actually got something right. But, I know I don’t mind it in the least.”

Nick wasn’t sure he wanted to do anything at the moment so he searches for something to distract Michael.

“How old are you?”

Michael kisses the back of Nick’s neck, his hand moving to cup Nick’s cock and slowly starts to tease it to life.
“For now we’ll just say that I’m older than you. Later I’ll tell you more. Later we’ll sit down and really talk about things. What you know now is only a small portion of what is there.

Nick hoped that they would, that Michael, or Tsion, would actually tell him everything and not leave it up to those in his past to reveal things to him. Nick is still upset about Lance. Jealous that Lance had touched Michael so intimately, and mad at himself for being jealous. You don’t get jealous about someone who’s hurt you.

It had been easy to hate his father for all the things he had done, but Nick can’t find it in him to hate Michael. It doesn’t seem to matter what Michael does. He could hurt Nick every day, eventually killing him, and he’s sure he wouldn’t hate him.

The way his thoughts are moving make him feel a little depressed so he closes his mind to all thought, leaving it open to sensation. The feel of Michael’s hand moving along the length of his cock. Michael’s lips, tongue, and teeth at the back of his neck and his back. And the fully erect cock at his ass.

“If your going to do something, do it. I’m not in the mood for the teasing this morning.”

Nick’s voice comes out a little irritate, something Michael notes.

“Wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Maybe you should go back to sleep and wake up on the other side.”

Nick takes Michael’s hand and removes it from his cock. Nick turns around, still holding Michael’s hand. His face says very clearly that he’s not happy. He’s not even certain if he wants to be doing this, Nick is almost certain that Michael will suddenly change and give him no choice in the matter.

“How about I just sleep in my own bed tonight?”

He quickly releases Michael’s hand, as if it were hot, and moves off the bed. At the moment he doesn’t care that he’s moving around naked, he just feels the need to get away from Michael. Nick doesn’t look back as he leaves the bedroom and makes his way to the bathroom.

“You don’t have to be so moody, madam.”

Michael says from the bedroom doorway, a smirk on his face. Nick turns around and glares at him.

“If I really knew how to use these powers that I seem to have I’d use them to wipe that look off our face.”

Michael’s expression turns serious, “We could fix that. Where we’ll be going you will need to protect yourself. When your done throwing a fit and want to learn something, we can see how many lessons in magic we can get in before Jason and Norris come.

By the way, they are coming around six this evening.”

Nick calms down, a little, the idea of learning more magic excites him. But, Michael hadn’t called anyone, had he?

“You call them early this morning?”

Michael moves towards Nick, the latter doesn’t even blink as he does so.

“Jason is very sensitive to magic, though he possesses none of his own. I can communicate with him telepathically. Usually he can answer back. I think it’s because we’re connected.

I have a bond with all of my people, since Jason and Norris will be mine in a few days they are no exception. But, the bond I have with them is nothing compared to what we have.”

He reaches a hand out and caresses the side of Nick’s face. Nick doesn’t cringe or pull away, lost in the darkness of Michael’s eyes. Like the blackest night.

“I’m sure I should be upset about that, but I’m not and it’s probably a good thing. I’m going to get dressed and if you want to show me some magic I would love to learn.”

Michael lets Nick walk away this time. His own erection screams at him to take Nick, but his will wins out. If Nick doesn’t want to do anything right now he has to respect that. And if he must suffer a little, the end rewards will just be that much greater. Because he will get Nick before the other two come.

He had known Nick would respond positively to his suggestion of magic lessons. He had spoken the truth, Nick would need to know how to protect himself, but he had also known it would soften him up. They can relax after the lessons with a little sex, or a lot of sex. It doesn’t matter to Michael as long as he gets some.


After dressing and eating a little they meet up in the living room.

“The first thing I’ll teach you is defense. This particular defensive maneuver is also used as an offensive tool.”

Nick nods his head, letting Michael know that he’s listening. When Michael touches his arm he stills but doesn’t do anything more.
“Relax, meili. You can have several people within your sphere of protection, but no more than five. Your attack/defense just will not be as powerful. For each person your protecting with yourself you lose a little ’push’.

Now, one of the first rules of this piece of magic is touch. For you to include someone you have to be touching them. It doesn’t have to be flesh to flesh contact, just as long as there is a connective line between you and them.

Now, close your eyes and clear your head. I want you to imagine a bubble surrounding the both of us. Imagine that it’s made of the strongest materials you know and is held tight.

Next, I want you to heat it up, made it burn until the material is red with the heat. Now give it a push outward, make it grow.”
Nick closes his eyes as does as Michael instructs. He pictures a bubble around them, made of titanium, or the strongest metal he can think of. He pictures it getting hot, so hot that it’s red with it. Nick can feel the heat from it as if it were a real and tangible thing. When Michael tells him to push it outward he gives it a little nudge and can feel the materials, the bubble itself, expanding. At the same time it feels as if the heat rises.

Michael watches the effects of the shield, how about three feet away from them in a circular pattern burn marks appear on the floor for about two feet. Nick had done well, Michael could even feel the heat from the shield.

“Good, very good. Now make it cool down, turn it blue, then slowly take it apart.”

Nick wills it to cool, can almost feel an arctic breeze blow by as he takes the wall of metal apart. When it’s gone he stumbles a little, his eyes opening to see the world in twos.

“Whoa. I forgot to mention that the first few times it takes enough concentration to drain you. Not enough to disable you, but enough to weaken you. Borrow some of my energy. It takes a lot to weaken me.”

Michael rubs Nick’s arm and Nick relaxes, trying to figure out how to take a portion of Michael’s energy to make him warm again. That arctic breeze had chilled him to the bone. Suddenly he can see what must be an aura around Michael. A golden halo of light surrounds Michael and for a moment it’s nearly blinding. When his vision clears he reaches out towards that light with his mind, with that part of himself that had drawn the shadows to him when he Shadow Danced.

He watched in fascination as the light shot out, connecting with him. He felt himself almost instantly become better. His vision cleared and he didn’t feel so unsteady. After a moment of drawing the light to him he released it and focused back on Michael.
He could still see the light surrounding Michael, and odd light for one as dark as Michael. What could that possibly mean? Would everyone glow with that light?

“Better?” When Nick nods his head Michael smiles.

“You did good for your first time around. And it’s a good thing I don’t plan on keeping this house. You burned it good.”

“What do you mean?”

Nick’s face is full of confusion and when Michael points to the floor, at the two feet of circular burn marks he is surprised.
“I did that?”

“Yes. If this had been a real emergency you would of pushed harder and burned alive anything in the way of your wall. To be used simply as a shield you just hold it in place, you don’t give it a ‘push’.”

“Amazing. I can’t believe I just did that, that I just borrowed some of your energy.”

Indeed, he couldn’t, all this seemed so surreal. Like a dream he couldn’t wake up from, but a dream that he cannot decide whether it’s simply a dream or a nightmare.




** Magic. lol A little turning point for Nick, now he has the knowledge of at least two ways to kill a person. What\'s the second one? I\'ll leave that for you to guess.
All this new stuff seems to have Nick completely confused, and pissed. But, at the same time, I think he\'s getting stronger.
Anyways, I\'m going to need some reviews to help me write more chapters. Anyone who reviews gets a cookie of their choice. *grins*