Partner

I've actually had quite a few questions as to why Rel would ask for a sex partner, isn't he with Muan? But Rel is just asking Paw to do what Paw threatened to do when Rel met his new parents. That thing. Right... Wait until it clues in.

Thinking you guys will like the next chapter. Please forgive me if I end up forgetting to delete it from the end of this post (what with how I work and how I copy and paste and such) You may like this one, but I am definately sure you'll like the next more. Well. Unless you hate Rel...

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Shortly after Rel went upstairs, Muan came down with the young man in his arms, protesting to being carried like a child. Violet, Raoh and Osht followed close behind. They left and Souse came down shortly after, making some excuse or other as he dragged Edno to his feet and out of the apartment. Edno didn’t bother arguing or trying to resist, the older man followed along like a dog on a leash.

Leaving them there. The three who represented the program to the media and Mik. Paw entered the kitchen shortly after, sliding into the seat beside Mik with a funny sort of look on his face.

“What was that about?” Mik asked Paw.

“Later,” Paw murmured, lips twitching upward in an odd sort of smile.

Mari entered the apartment, frowning at her phone as she clicked a button. She glanced over the table and let out a relieved sound. Sliding into the seat Edno had been in, Mari tossed her phone onto the table and put her head in her hands.

“You okay?” Mik asked.

The woman’s head bent for a moment before she sniffed, straightened and gave Mik a look that clearly stated everything was not all right, “fine. On a side note. The local university has decided to have a rally for Sidhe rights. Dart,” Mari looked at Paw, who looked away quickly, “is leading it. They have sent quiet notes to your office, as well as the offices of each of the council members. The president has already said he would attend. Can you believe that.”

“Sounds… loud,” Mik murmured, “what do people do at rallies?”

“Like I would know,” Mari snapped, “last rally that occurred started with a lock down of the women’s dormitories. We weren’t allowed to attend.”

“Talking and the like,” Tuhn filled in, “like rallying the troops, except the troops are common people. When’s it happening?”

“Next week,” Mari muttered.

Koln chocked on his tea, “that’s hardly enough time to begin planning his speech, even for you.”

“I know,” Mari replied, sounding about as impressed with that as she was with someone pissing on her shoes, “but they want to avoid attracting the attention of the Aniege. The less time the group has to plan, the less likely they are to actually do something.”

“I thought the government-” Mik started, but a look from Mari cut him off.

“Being an emancipated existence,” Mari’s head bobbled about, meaning she was imitating someone. The woman was terrible at imitation, “the government has absolutely no obligation to help the program.”

“Unless they do something stupid,” Paw muttered, “then the group isn’t a terrorist group and is just a bully, which for some reason you people encourage businesses to deal with on their own terms.”

“Keeps the government from showing favour to any one company,” Koln murmured, “are we going to attend?”

“Yes. Of course,” Mari said quickly. Then paused and huffed out, “that’s not the problem. The problem is that they want the survivor to attend.”

“The … survivor?” Paw sounded confused.

“Of the farm, Paw,” Mik murmured to Paw, patting the Sidhe’s leg under the table gently.

“Oh. Of the… who was that again… uhm… kind of… tall?”

Paw couldn’t, or wouldn’t, recall that Muan was the survivor of the farm. That part of Muan’s life had been wiped clean. It wouldn’t mar the Sidhe’s future and Mik wasn’t going to make Paw remember it.

“We’ll just send Muan and Rel, given they agree, of course,” Koln said, saving Mik from distracting Paw, “the people won’t know the difference anyway. We should all, probably, get ready for the rally.”

“Yes, most definitely,” Mari stood and snatched up her phone as it began vibrating again. The woman’s jaw clenched as she looked down at the screen. She looked like she was about to cry.

“Why don’t you take the day off,” Mik murmured quietly.

“I don’t need the day off,” Mari said desperately, “I’ll be at the office working on your speech you. Idiot.” and she rushed out.

There was stunned silence for over a minute before Tuhn said, “what, you’ve never seen a distraught woman before, get over yourselves. Come on you two,” she jabbed Taln and Koln, “we should go work on our own angles for this.”

Koln glanced at Paw and then up to Tuhn, “yes, of course we should.”

The three of them up and left, just like that. Mik looked at Paw, who was frowning, “what was that about?”

“Doubt she would want to share, you might try to ‘help’ her and then where would she be?” Paw muttered.

“Fine. Like it didn’t happen. What had you in such a mood when you came down the steps?”

“Down the… mood?” Paw looked at Mik, puzzled for a long moment before he said, “OH! Oh…” the Sidhe chewed his bottom lip, “Rel asked for a sexual partner. Paw thought maybe Mik would do it…?”

“Paw, I’m with you, I only have eyes for you,” though, if he thought about it, Rel was not bad looking. Besides the beard, but he doubted that that would be a problem for more than a few minutes. Rel was likely upstairs, already shaving it off.

“But… have Rel like had Souse. Ehm… how. Damned people languages,” Paw growled and said something in Sidhe that Mik didn’t catch, “Like. Like. How Hohi had Taln. Same kind of reasoning.”

“Rel was…”

Paw nodded, “all his childhood and in prison as well. He thinks male sex is pain, poke and hump. Even with Muan having him. Which. Don’t get me started. Yes, there was lust, but they were running on emotion and taboo alone, there was almost no actual pleasure in that. Someone has got to pull Muan to the side and explain how to actually please a receiver.”

“Why me, why not you?”

“Paw huge,” Paw motioned downward and smiled, obviously joking about it, “Rel is attracted to Mik. Finds Mik nice to look upon. When Rel first met Mik, Rel liked that kind of liked. Besides, would be threesome. Meaning Mik, Paw, Rel.”

“I doubt the poor guy could handle that.”

“Not. No. Mik. Then later Paw if Rel wants. If Rel doesn’t want Paw. Well,” Paw eyed Mik hungrily, “suppose Mik would have to do.”

“Uhhuh. And what do I get for doing this now? I mean, I’m not doing it for my pleasure, as my pleasure is you. So.”

“People idea of favours in relationship,” Paw sighed, “Well. Mik’s not going to get anything except hot sex.”

Mik sighed, “Was afraid that was what you were going to say. But… I suppose for Rel’s sake I should do it.”

“Good,” Paw stood and pulled Mik to his feet, “will arrange it all. For tonight maybe. Leave Muan alone over night and see how he takes then. So. Then. How are we going to do it?”

“What, you want me to plan before I-”

“Hot sex, this is the hot sex you get.”

“Oh,” Mik blinked at Paw, startled for a moment, “Well… I’ve been having this odd fantasy.”

“Which is…”

“Meet me in the bathroom.”

Mik gathered the items as Paw went to the bathroom. A blindfold, the cuffs Paw liked to use on Mik and the wallbanger. The idea of using the wallbanger sent a shiver down his spine that was not entirely pleasurable. But then, it wasn’t exactly bad, either. Mik strode to the bathroom and kicked the door shut, grinning at Paw.

Paw eyed the wallbanger and then Mik, “where’s that going?”

“Where do you think?” Mik asked, setting the items by the shower before he stripped off his clothing. When he turned to look at Paw, the Sidhe’s head was cocked to the side, eyes about hip level, “what?”

“Nothing,” Paw shook his head as if waking from a dream. The Sidhe began slowly stripping off his clothing, “so. Handcuffs. Shower. Wallbanger and blindfold. Is Mik finally coming around to Paw’s way of thinking?”

A coy little grin played over Paw’s features. Mik returned the smile and picked up the blindfold, “maybe,” he murmured, walking up to the Sidhe, “but you said I get hot sex, so. It’s how I want it, right?” he tied the blindfold around Paw’s eyes, “they say sex while blindfolded is much better than regular sex.”

Paw snorted, “Says crazy people. Paw like seeing during sex. Sidhe like seeing during sex. Ever fall out of a tree?”

“No,” Mik responded, guiding Paw to the shower, “Can’t say that I have. But I can understand the thought behind that.”

He lowered Paw to the floor of the shower and retrieved the handcuffs. A click and Paw’s eyebrows drew down as Mik tightened them around the Sidhe’s wrist. When Mik laced the handcuffs through the bar and caught Paw’s other hand, the Sidhe made a whimpering sound at the back of his throat. Being handcuffed didn’t leave Paw helpless, but likely it was a bit painful to get out of without the key.

Next came the wallbanger. By then Paw had put two and two together. The Sidhe trembled as he lifted his hips, as per Mik’s instructions, so that Mik could place the wallbanger on the floor. The suction cup grasped the tile floor and Mik guided Paw’s hips down.

Paw gasped at the penetration, arching upward as Mik pushed the Sidhe’s hips ever downward. A shudder ran through the male’s body, followed by a low moan as Paw’s heated flesh touched the cool tile. Mik watched Paw rise for a moment before he kissed the side of the Sidhe’s neck gently. He straddled Paw then thought better of it and stood, turning so that his back would be against Paw’s chest. Mik carefully lowered himself.

He thought he was ready for it, prepared mentally at the least. But it was still a shock to push himself onto Paw. Mik gasped but continued to push his hips downward.

It was the mask of control, the mask of dominance. According to people thought the handcuffs, the blindfold, brought Paw under Mik’s complete control and it had been so hot for several nights. But Mik hadn’t the guts to ask Paw to do something like this.

Their hips met and Paw’s breath was right in Mik’s ear. Mik bent his head back, placing it on Paw’s neck and baring his own. If Paw was free, a hand likely would have wrapped around his neck, strong hands would have pushed his hips up and guided him back down slowly, so slowly.

Mik groaned, pulling his hips upward and pushing back down onto Paw. Waves of pleasure were beginning to wash through him, he knew this wouldn’t last long. It never seemed to last long enough. It was never enough. Mik quickened the pace, pushing himself faster and harder against Paw. The Sidhe mewled and arched up under Mik. The wallbanger. Mik had already forgotten about it. Each thrust, he knew, would push Paw against the wallbanger and the damned toy had a way of finding all the right places and driving a man out of his mind.

“Please,” Paw moaned.

Mik shuddered, knowing he was coming to completion, and reached behind him. A flick of his hands and the blindfold fell away. Mik moaned, muscles contracting as he came to a shuddering stop. He panted, arms wrapped back and against Paw as the Sidhe bent and bit his shoulder gently.

“Mm,” Paw groaned, “now shower and nap.”

“Nap?” Mik muttered, “you just got up.”

“But tired. Sex with Mik takes a lot out of Paw.” Paw yawned against Mik’s shoulder, “we’ll need our energy for tonight, too.”

Mik swore and eased himself off of Paw, “you’re right. You will need your energy for tonight.” He laughed.

Paw glared at him, the unhappy pout of someone who knew they were being teased, and said, “unlock me already so I can fuck you against the wall.”

“Not entirely certain I want to,” Mik replied, crossing his arms.

“Please?”

“Mmmmm”

“Fine. Won’t fuck you against the wall.” Mik grabbed the key and flicked the switch on one of the handcuff loops before Paw said, “just fuck you while we shower.”

Oh. Crap.



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