Knight

Yuan's blade pierced through the brush, slashing at the beast with all of the slim-boy's strength. The rusted blade connected with the wild beast, but it's weakened state reduced it to shards of metal that glittered through the air, like confetti celebrating the beasts victory.

The beast, his weapon the powerful fangs that knew not the meaning of rust, charged forward. Yuan's eye's clenched shut, not wanting to face his surely pitiful death. In his last moments of life, he only thought of Senel, not of his family, or other friends from Ladel, only Senel.

"Yuan!" The cry ripped through the forest. Yuan's golden eyes opened, watching Senel slay the beast that had otherwise defeated him. "Yuan!" He cried again, as though the beast had already inflicted a mortal wound.

Having felled the beast, Senel dropped it to the ground, turning his attentions to the brown haired boy at his back. "Are you alright?" He cried out, wrapping his arms around Yuan's neck. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone!" His voice panicking, spilling the tears that he wouldn't allow his eyes.

"I'm alright..." Yuan was still on the rush of near death. "It's...no big deal. I thought I could handle it...and I couldn't."

"I'll never, ever leave you to be hurt like that again Yuan. I swear to you. I'll be your knight, and protect you." He pulled Yuan closer, his strong corded muscles refusing to release their captive.

A blush crept over Yuan's face, looking up into Senel's dark eyes. His heart pounded, he tipped himself up, pushing his lips against Senel's, in their first kiss. "Senel...I...I love you..." He whispered, unsure if it was the adrenaline, or his emotions running wild from Senel's otherwise ridiculous outburst.

"I love you too, Yuan..." Senel held Yuan tight. That night, back at their shack in the village, Yuan and Senel made love for the first time.

Bright light flooded his eyes, Yuan awakening from his pleasant dream, recollecting the events of the day before, though none of it felt real. As his eyes fell upon the very nude General in the room with him, his face turned flush and he realized how real it all had been.

"Sorry!" Yuan covered his eyes, having caught a glimpse of the General's very creamy ass.

A slight blush crept over Cecil's face as he pulled up his boxers, and began to put on the white layers of his Knight uniform. "N-No, my apologies. I thought you might sleep a while longer." His outfit on, he tied his hair with the red ribbon that was his trademark.

After dressing, he sat on the edge of the bed, placing his soft hand to Yuan's forehead. "You don't feel like you have a fever. After your assault yesterday I actually expected you too..." He pulled his head away. "Though, your face looks a little flush. Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm...I'm fine." His face was a deep scarlet. The General's body was gorgeous, flawless. Something the very gods themselves would've sculpted statues of to worship.

"Well, if you say so. I have an early morning meeting I must attend. I'll return within the hour with breakfast. After that, the bath should be empty so we'll get you cleaned up." Cecil stood, making sure his outfit was in pristine condition as he headed for the door.

"W-Wait, General!" Yuan called out, his flustered state almost causing him to forget his intentions.

"I've sent a messenger to Ladel to explain the situation. I'll barter your release with the Marquis today as well. I apologize to say, you may end up staying one more night in my company." He flashed Yuan a brief smile, "And please, call me Cecil." Having answered the appropriate questions Cecil exited, leaving the embarrassed boy to his thoughts.

Yuan lie in the bed, his thoughts filled with Senel. "He must be so worried..." His gaze upon the ceiling. He smiled. "I'll have to treat him real nice when I get back. Guess I can't tease him for a little while." As he continued to reflect on his and Senel's relationship, the hour passed rather quickly and it wasn't long before Cecil had returned, a tray filled with various cheeses, breads, eggs, and fruit. It was a larger spread than Yuan had ever seen as it was lay over his lap in the bed.

"Eat up." Cecil beamed, running his fingers through Yuan's feather-soft hair. "You'll need your strength up when we get ready to take you home."

"I-I can't eat all of this..." Yuan muttered, his eyes scanning the food.

"Sure you can. You're so skinny, a little weight would do you good." The Generals slender fingers plucked a piece of cheese from the tray and pushed it bast Yuan's lips.

"Like you can talk..." He opened his mouth, allowing Cecil to place the food on his tongue, albeit a soft blush creeping over his face as he felt the delicate fingers graze his tongue.

"I'm not just skinny you know. I have to keep a low body weight to maintain quick speed in combat."

The same damn thing that Senel always said. "Well, maybe I'm the same, you don't know." He pouted, taking a piece of fruit from the tray and relishing in it's sweetness.

"You're a swordsman?" Despite being a General, he seemed to be generally in awe of the slender boys declaration.

"W-Well...I've never been, you know, professionally trained or anything but...Senel taught me a few things...." A piece of bread made it's way to his mouth next.

"Senel?"

"O-Oh...Senel is my...my...."

"Lover?" Cecil quirked an eyebrow as he watched Yuan's red face answer him. He took a piece of cheese and ate it down. "I heard you talking in your sleep."

"You...don't look down on me for having a man for a lover?" He drank the glass of juice down as though to cool his heated body.

"Of course not. I too have known the touch of another man." Yuan's face burned at the General's admittance Why did the man trust him so? He only met him less than a day prior, and yet he revealed secrets that could have him stripped of his position. "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret though."

"Thank you...General."

"Once more. Too my friends, I'm Cecil." He pushed another piece of cheese inside of Yuan's proper mouth.

"F-Friends?"

"You mean you don't want to be my friend?" The General almost seemed hurt, if a little teasing.

"N-No it's not that. Sure, I'll be your friend. You did save me after all, Gen-I mean...Cecil..." It felt so awkward to address such a high-ranking knight so casually.

Satisfied, Cecil assisted Yuan in cleaning the tray of food, and despite his words to the contrary Yuan really was hungry and had easily eaten more than his portion of breakfast.

"Now, I'll escort you too the bathes to get you clean. I'll get you a change of clothes as well." Yuan realized how scantily he was garbed. Naught but his boxers, as the rest of his clothes had been stripped by the perverted pig of a minister. He accepted Cecil's outstretched hand as he was guided to the bathes.

Once inside of the very large bathing room, a large pool whose steam clung to the surface and flower petals scattered across the surface of the crystal water. "Shall I wait outside while you get undressed and into the water?"

"Y-Yes, please..." Cecil stepped from the room as Yuan stripped his scant clothing. He slipped into the hot pool, feeling so awkward as he dipped into such royal waters, feeling like he didn't belong.

"Are you in yet?" The General's words were innocent enough.

"Y-Yes, you can come in." He announced, his delicates safely shrouded by the floral waters. Cecil re-entered the steamy room, sitting at the edge of the pool, laying a neatly folded pile of clothes at the side.

"So, how's it feel?" He asked, dipping his hand into the water, swishing it around.

"G-Good. My back's still a little tender, but the water feels like it's helping." Yuan splashed the water against his face.

"Want me to help wash your back?" Cecil asked. It was so very innocent, and it wasn't Cecil's intentions he doubted. It was his own.

Shaking his head, he splashed some of the water down his back. "Thanks but...it'd be a little embarrassing."

"I thought friends washed each others back." He giggled as Yuan flushed. "I'm only teasing you. I'd hate to make Senel angry." Despite having never met Senel, the charisma that Cecil exuded made it seem as though he and Senel were old friends. "Can I get you anything?"

"Um...well when I get out of this bath, maybe something to read?" He felt so awkward again, giving a request so trivial to man with so many responsibilities.

"My, you read? I'm impressed."

Yuan flushed. "Yeah, I taught myself. Taught Senel too, as well as some others in the village. It's...really no big deal."

Looking at the flush that marred Yuan's tanned features, Cecil stood, a little impressed by the beautiful boy. "Very well, I'll make a quick run to the library. Don't leave without me." The blond general retreated from the room.

His words only further confused Yuan. He didn't want to be attracted to the naive, yet worldly innocence that Cecil carried so well. His confused emotions weren't at all helped by the fact the man was gorgeous, early twenties and built like a god. Yuan hated himself for even being remotely attracted to the man, he loved Senel, with every fiber and cell of his being he did love Senel.

As he was again caught in his thoughts, he didn't notice the door thrust open. "You little punk!" Yuan spun around, noticing a very famliar portly man storm the room. He snatched Yuan by his brown locks, yanking the golden eyed boy's naked form from the bath.

"You little bastard! I was demoted three ranks this morning because of you, all because you caught the eye of that queer General!" The Minister screamed. "I'll peel your flesh for this! Make you wish you were never-"

Yuan saw only red as his fist balled and he punched the minister in the mouth. He sprang from the bath, never minding his nudity as he dropped the chubby bastard with a powerful punch to the face, the oaf blubbering slobber wherever it would fall.

"Y-You might've knocked a tooth out!" He screamed.

"Shut it!" Yuan planted his foot into the former-minister's cushioned side. "You watched me being whipped for no damn reason as I was crying out in pain! This is mild compared to that!" He lashed his foot out again. "And you come in here, picking a fight with me!"

The door to the bath opened again, the General entering the room with a stack of books in tow. "What's going on here?" He asked, taking in the scene before him.

"Thank god, General!" The minister sprang to his feet, clinging to the blond's coattails, the very blond he'd previously deemed "queer." "Arrest this boy, he's assaulted me! He should see the blade of the guillotine for this!"

Cecil's blue eyes fixed on the minister, then moved up to Yuan, the look of mischief not lost on the brunette. "Wow, this could've been a serious offense. However, since I didn't witness it, I don't suppose anything can be done." Almost as though to add insult to the ministers very prevalent injury, Cecil pulled a handkerchief from his pocket. "Here former- minister, wipe the blood off your nose. You look like you took a very nasty fall, you should be more careful."

Devastated and defeated, the minister retreated from the room, slapping the handkerchief to the ground. "Oh well..." Cecil cooed.

Yuan's eyes darted to his feet, unable to meet Cecil's gaze as it turned back to him. "I...I really did punch him though. Twice...I kinda lost my temper...."

"Scum like that was made to be knocked around. Think nothing of it. Besides, he called me a very nasty insult, so I thank you for defending my honor." Cecil bowed his head to Yuan, setting the books down. "Now, you should get back in the water...not that I don't admire the view..." Cecil's eyes became almost lecherous as they trailed down Yuan's nude form.

"Pervert!" Yuan covered his member as he slipped back into the water, hoping to use it's steam to mask his shame.

"Aww, don't be ashamed of such a beautiful body." He almost sounded like he was purring. "Anyways, once you've finished your bath I'll escort you back to my room. I apologize, but I must ask you too remain in there for the day. I brought you various books, I wasn't sure what type you liked so I brought a little of everything."

"Thank you..." Yuan felt a slight smile creep across his face.

"Such a beautiful smile. You should do it more." The General's words only caused Yuan's face to become redder.

True to his word, after Yuan finished his bath, he put on the very nice clothes that Cecil had brought in and followed the knight back to his room where he sat on the bed and looked through the selection of books that Cecil had brought him. A very nice selection from history of their kingdom to romantic fiction, and everything in between. Yuan always preferred fiction, not caring to know how their oppressive monarchs came to power that was always made less demonic and more human in their alleged "non-fiction" biographies.

Around mid-day Cecil returned with a very fat sandwich for lunch, but he didn't stay as he was whisked off too another meeting. Yuan was quickly becoming more and more uncomfortable at how comfortable he was becoming. Still, as he ate the delicious sandwich and read his book, he figured he may as well enjoy a day of luxury, he'd be back with Senel tomorrow, and no material good in the world could make him stay away from his ebony haired lover. He giggled as he thought of all the things he would do to apologize to Senel for his extended absence.

"He really likes it when I tease myself..." He purred to himself. He didn't like fingering himself very much, but Senel always gawked whenever he did it, staring like he could see something else other than Yuan's puckering hole.

Catching himself back in the romantic novel he read, Yuan didn't realize how quickly the hours passed as he studied techniques the characters in the novel used, some actually making him blush, and before long his golden haired friend returned to the room, with a familiar tray decorated by a wide spread of different foods for supper.

"You're back!" Yuan knew he seemed too excited, but he had to admit that the General was growing on him.

The General didn't seem thrilled, a very sad expression slipping from his otherwise beautiful blue depths. "I'm sorry...." He muttered softly.

"Sorry? For what?"

Cecil sighed, setting the tray of food down on the table before sitting himself on the foot of the bed with Yuan. "Well...I managed to barter your release with the king. He said, given the circumstances, that you'd normally be jailed for a week for trespassing, but considering the brutality of the beating you received, he believed that it was more than enough punishment and even sends his apologies but..."

"That's great news Cecil! I can go home tomorrow!" He threw his arms around Cecil's neck, never minding why the General might have been so down.

"It's...it's bad Yuan. The messenger I sent to Ladel returned today...."

"Yes, and how was everyone. I know they're worried, and I hope they'll forgive me for..." A twinge of guilt shot through him. "...For failing to protect old man, Kewell..."

"Yuan..." Cecil's large hands grasped Yuan's small shoulders, holding the boy back and piercing him with his intense gaze. "...Your village was razed. Burned to the ground. According to the messenger, there were no survivors..."

Yuan smiled. Cecil was joking, and Yuan would just laugh it off and Cecil would laugh, and then he'd explain why he made such a cruel joke. Yuan felt an almost erratic chuckle spill from his mouth, contradicting the tears that had started spilling down his cheeks. "W-What...no...that, heheh, can't be...why...?" The laughing stopped, realizing the side of him that knew it wasn't a joke taking control, uncontrollable tears flooding his cheeks.

"No!" He cried out. "Mama, papa, Senel!" Yuan's began to sob, pulled against the blond's chest as he cried. "No! No! No!" He thought of his mother, his father, and all of his friends from the village. He thought of Senel, the lover he would never see again. And all he could do was cry into the gentle blond's shoulder.

"I'm so sorry. I'm running a full investigation on former Minister of Foreign Affairs, Dorlin, on his role in all of this. If he is responsible I shall seek justice. I swear this oath too you."

"No!" Was the only thing Yuan could say, to deny the death of all he loved.

"I'm...not going to spend the night in here. Tonight I shall go to the barracks to sleep. Please eat and get some rest. Tommorow I'll open the investigation." His fingers slipped through Yuan's chestnut locks. "I can't tell you that it'll be alright...but...I swear I'll do all I can to make it right, after all..." He placed a soft kiss on Yuan's cheek. "We're friends."

He slipped out of the room, Yuan wishing he'd begged him to stay as he had the night before, but he truly did need to be alone. And yet, he also needed someone to embrace. Senel, that's who he needed, all he needed. "Senel...you can't be dead..." He pressed his face into the pillow. "No...No!" The pillow drenching with the deluge of his tears.

The portly man paced around the garden, the only other one inside of the expansive floral garden other than himself was a young, very beautiful man, who seemed to border between sexes with his femine beauty. His hair, black with an ethereal blue tint, was short cut at the back, yet the bangs were long, cloaking one side of his face. "Damn you!" The portly man screamed. "I'm a laughing stock because of what you told me to do!"

"Relax..." His voice was soft, like a gentle melody cutting through the night. "You brought the boy back here. And as I predicted, the General took a liking to him. Everything's proceeding accordingly. And, you did wipe away all evidence. Correct?" He brushed back his bangs that covered his eye, tucking them behind his ear as his dual-colored eyes were exposed to the milky light of the moon.

"Yes, the village was burned to the ground. We did a body count, but we found that one was missing from the roster. We didn't bother to locate him, it would've taken too much time for what might have been a small child that would eventually die anyway."

The man's gentle gaze became feral as he stepped forward, pressing a dagger drawn from his waist against the fat former-Minister's throat. "You incompetent buffoon! I said kill everyone! Everyone! Not everyone your fatass can find!" The dagger caused a tiny slit on the portly man's chubby neck, as Dorlin began to sweat and pant profusely at the threat of death the man was bringing. "Do...you realize that I could lose everything over a mistake like that!? Do you!?" The man's gentle persona was quickly shattering into shards of malice. "What then? You and I will face the guillotine!"

"I've already lost everything!" Despite his blubbering, the fat disgraced Minister offered weak retaliation. "I've lost...everything! My rank, position, even my housing because of that fiasco!"

"Stop your blubbering. It makes you more pathetic." The man's shards of sanity recollected into the tranquil mosaic he always worse. His bangs defiantly fell back over his face. Pulling the dagger from the man's throat, he sheathed it at his back. "I already told you. Once I overthrow the Marquis, you'll have a greater position. Yes, you will have to suffer a little, but compared to what I've...Nevermind. Resume your duties." He dismissed the blubbery man with a wave of his hands.

He turned to leave, trying to escape the man's malice, when he heard the melodious words again cut through the darkness of the night. "Don't forget, Dorlin. If anything goes wrong I'll take great pleasure in skinning you alive." What truly frightened Dorlin, was that he knew it wasn't an empty threat.

A week passed since Yuan discovered he no longer had a home to return to. He still slept in Cecil's room, and occasionally the blond would join him in bed, their warm bodies heating each other through the cold nights. Cecil brought him books, food, drink, almost as though the General had become Yuan's personal waiter.

The best thing Cecil brought was company, as he'd often ask Yuan about his village, and get the brunette to reminsisce, the blond hanging on Yuan's every word as they laughed, and even cried over stories.

In the week, Yuan had also learned a great deal about Cecil. He'd been a commoner by birth, but his natural sword talent had him recruited to the military by age twelve, ascending to becoming a knight by fifteen, and now, Cecil at age twenty one had achieved the highest rank of General among the knights. His commoner status must've been the reason that Yuan felt so comfortable around him, as the knight wasn't raised by pampered parents and had everything handed to him, he'd worked to achieve his status and his aura reflected that.

It didn't hurt that the General was gorgeous.

Still, he wouldn't betray Senel, even in thoughts of death. He needed to see Ladel with his own eyes, but he hadn't asked Cecil to take him. He wasn't ready to go yet, he didn't want to see his home burned to the ground. Not yet.

The memories that would surface would hurt far too much.

Cecil walked through the halls of the castle, ignoring the whispers that he often heard the nobles speak, none of them daring to voice their complaints aloud. Cecil refused to acknowledge the insults of one who wouldn't even speak them too his face. He knew what they said, "Upstart commoner" or "Pretty boy" or some variation on his sexuality. In truth, it was amusing, and Cecil had laughed many nights over the stories they often fabricated. Still, he wondered how being called pretty passed as an insult.

He'd opened an investigation into the pampered son of nobles, Dorlin, who he believed to be responsible for the razing of Ladel. No, he was sure of it, as he was the only one who could have. The fat former minister was the only one in the area, and yet he couldn't find a shred of evidence to convict him with. What was worse, according to Yuan, the fat bastard was with a platoon of soldiers at the time, yet the records showed no absence that day among any of the soldiers.

"Get away, filthy beggar!" The words snapped the General from his thoughts, he turned his head to investigate the source of the cry.

He stepped outside the palace doors onto the marble steps that guided the entrance. At the iron gate, where two soldiers stood duty, stood a man trying to beg his way into the palace, having descended to all fours, his head bowed to the two foot soldiers. His black hair was hung over his face, and his bare upper arms trembled as he'd been holding the position for over ten minutes.

"Please!" He begged again. "I beg you, I'm only asking for information! I just need to know if he's here!!"

One of the soldiers stepped forward, tipping up the raven-haired boy's chin, setting his spear on the ground as he did so. "How about you offer your beautiful body to us. Do that, and I'll see what I can find out."

Nodding, the raven haired boy was lifted to his feet by the crude knight.

Cecil decided to intervene. "Demanding sex in return for service. How vile our knighthood system is becoming."

The two soldiers shot their gazes to Cecil. "G-General...forgive us, we.."

"Leave. I'll discuss this later." The two soldiers hurried away, as Cecil turned his blue eyes to the black-haired man's curious scarlet eyes. They were beautiful as they complimented his ebony hair. "Who is it that you're searching for?"

"U-Um..." He fidgeted under the icy gaze. "Well, he's kinda skinny, brown hair, tanned skin. Kind of a smartass, but he usually doesn't voice it aloud and well...I heard from people in the city that he was seen being brought here. I just want to know if it's true or not...please, sir General..." He bowed his head again, his face at Cecil's feet. "Is there anyone here matching that description?"

Cecil's hands grasped the raven haired boy's shoulders, lifting him up to eye level. "Please, do not bow to me. It makes me feel so...dirty..." He let out a soft laugh, despite the worry in the others crimson pools. "Yes, I do, please tell me his name."

"His name is Yuan Tensa, he's from my village."

"I see..." A survivor from Ladel, how pleased Yuan would be. "And, would you tell me your name? You are a survivor from Ladel, so I have a few questions for you after I've shown you to Yuan."

"He's here!" Excitement danced in his crimson eyes. "Thank god, he's alive!" He dropped to his knees again, this time as he clenched his beating heart, tears spilling from his eyes. "He's alive, he's alive. I saw blood at the island and...." He opened his eyes, realizing that he'd not yet answered the General's question. "My name is Senel Leingod. And, I'll answer any questions you have, but I don't really know anything."

Cecil's smile broadened. He'd known who Senel was from the minute he'd laid eyes on him, able to perfectly match him to the description he'd been given over the last week. "He's missed you."

He guided the raven-haired man to his room, knocking at the door to his room. "Come in!" The voice from the other side chimed.

Yuan watched the door as it cracked open, excited to see Cecil. He'd been looking forward to their evening talk all day, as the books were boring him quickly. As the door opened, he welcomed Cecil with a bright smile, but as the figure behind him came to form, the smile became one of shock.

"Senel!" He cried out, springing from his bed and closing the distance between them rather quickly.

Saying nothing, Senel embraced Yuan, pulling his body close to his muscular chest. He checked everything, the warmth of his body, the smell of his hair, the softness of his skin. All was in check, it wasn't a phantom he was embracing, it was the little village boy he so loved. "Yuan!" He pressed his head into Yuan's hair, staining the chestnut locks with tears. "I'm so...so glad you're alive."

"Don't cry, you're gonna make me cry, you idiot!" Yuan's blubbered among his already spilling tears.

Cecil smiled, watching the two embrace each other so lovingly. "Senel, I'll save my questions for tommorow. You two may stay in my room for the night."

"No!" Yuan pulled away from Cecil. He slipped out of the raven-haired one's strong grip and wrapped his arms around Cecil's waist. "We can't take your room from you! Not after you've been so good to me. We'll stay at an inn in the city or something. Hell, we could stay in the streets and I wouldn't care."

Cecil placed a finger to Yuan's lips. "Hush little one. I wasn't planning to stay here tonight anyway. The room would be better used by the two of you." He turned his attention to Senel. "Take good care of him, he's mourned your death for the past week." He pushed Yuan back into Senel's arms and closed the door as he exited the room.

He rested his body against the door. This was right, Senel and Yuan belonged together. So why did he hurt so bad? Why did he feel like he wanted to tell Senel that no one matching Yuan's description was in the castle?

"Feeling selfish?" The words were a melodious bell that rang from Cecil's side. Cecil's head turned, meeting with the intense green gaze of the man next to him, as he brushed back his bluish-black bangs and exposed his different colored scarlet eye. "You wanted the boy for yourself, no?"

"Asura...no, I wanted no such thing." Cecil held his head high. He felt the beautiful man's slender arms wrap around his waist, his plush lips pressing against his neck.

"Don't lie. You were lusting after the boy. You haven't seen me in so long, I figured you'd moved on." His bangs spilled from their confined spot and tickled Cecil's neck. "Such a beautiful man is missed from my bed."

Yes, he could forget Yuan in Asura's arms, sparing the boy his unrequited love. "Well, I'm free tonight..." He whispered, spinning his body around and pressing Asura against the wall, the little imp cooing in delight as Cecil pressed his hard body against him.

"Well then, handsome, let's take this back to my room. Some of the pampered nobles in this castle may not like seeing your beautiful cock slamming into me..." Despite his words, he placed his lips against Cecil's nibbling the General's rosy lips, pressing his body harder against the others solid frame.

Cecil took the raven-haired one up in his arms, rushing down the hall to the boy's room. Slipping inside, he tossed Asura too the bed. He began to strip his own body of clothes to relieve the heat that was quickly accumulating on him. "Oooh, such a beautiful body..." He heard Asura purr as his upper, well defined torso was exposed to the gentle chill of the night air.

Pulling his hair from it's ribbon, allowing the blond locks to spill down his back, Cecil dropped on top of Asura, crushing their lips together in an almost bruising kiss. He slipped his tongue into the hot cavern of the dual-eyed boy's mouth, exploring every inch as his hands stripped the upper torso of it's royal purple tunic and exposed the pale, slender body hidden underneath.

His fingers grasped a pink nipple, pinching and teasing the tiny bud as a soft hiss escaped from the mouth under his. He explored every inch of the small frame, before delving his hand into the others pants, and grasping the erection underneath.

Their lips parted, their hots breathes mingling between their bodies as their saliva broke and trailed down Asura's chin. "So ferocious tonight..." He purred. "Like a wild animal."

"Sorry..." Cecil hadn't realized how consumed he'd been. "Shall I take it slower?"

"No, be rough. I'm not going to break." His chilly hands ghosted down Cecil's hard body, the soft skin so heated to the the touch. He traced the hard lines of Cecil's abdomen with his finger.

Cecil shuddered under Asura's cold touch as he dipped lower, pulling off Asura's pants and under wear, exposing his rather sizable erection to the elements.

Asura let out a heated moan as he felt Cecil's wet heat engulf his shaft, swallowing the member to the root. His dual-colored eyes looked down to see Cecil's mouth moving up and down the entire length of his shaft, effortlessly bobbing his head up and down as his hand held back his long hair that continued to cascade over his broad shoulders. His burning azure eyes connected with Asura's, a saliva wet finger slipping into Asura's puckering, pink entrance as the boy let out a soft cry into the emptiness of the room.

Cecil pulled his mouth off of Asura's hard length, wiggling his tongue into the boy's urethra as he never once broke eye contact with the blue-haired beauty. "Feel good?" He purred, his hand imitating the actions his mouth had earlier taken.

"Such a strong man sucking my cock. How could I not feel good?"

"I'm not strong..." Cecil's eyes cast down to the cock at his mercy, slipping a second finger into Asura's opening as he stretched him for the actions to come. "Not strong at all..." The words were ignored by Asura as Cecil wrapped his lips again around the throbbing member, sucking it deep into his throat, licking and teasing every inch as he slipped a third finger into Asura, thoroughly stretching the snow white boy's opening. He opened his own white pant bottoms, springing his member free.

Cecil pulled his mouth off of Asura's member, pushing his own against Asura's entrace. With one swift motion, he took Asura dry, the young noble crying out again. "So good..." He gasped, Cecil's member brushing his prostate.

Light, hot kisses traced Asura's neck as Cecil began to thrust deep into Asura, never falling short of completely impaling the bluish-black haired man. Their bodies rocked together, Cecil hitting Asura's sweet spot just right, the hand on his cock bringing him steadily closer to completion as their bodies mingled as one. Through the lusty haze of their gentle fucking, Cecil couldn't help but continue to transmogrify Asura's gentle features into Yuan's, longing to bring the boy the very pleasure he brought the writhing noble beneath him. The pleasure the man's body brought him brought him to completion, the sexual body and the thoughts of Yuan ripping an orgasm from him as he emptied himself into the very willing body beneath him. Asura let out a soft cry as well, his orgasm spilling on his and Cecil's belly, a few stray bands of pearly white landing on Cecil's hand.

"Y-Yuan..." He cried out on deaf ears. Reeling from his orgasm, he rolled off of the body underneath him, pleased to feel Asura place a soft kiss on his cheek as he fell into the serenity of sleep.

"Sleep, little angel..." Asura purred, brushing a few stray bangs from Cecil's face. "So...his name is Senel Leingod, the one survivor..." He rolled over, pulling a playful dagger from his bedside table. "I suppose, if you want a job done right..." He purred, licking the silver gleam of the blade.

His plan wouldn't fail, he'd done far too many horrible acts for it to fail now. If one more body had to lay at his feet as he walked the trail to emperor, then he would happily step over it.

Yuan sighed contently as Senel's limp member slipped from his ass, their third round of the night, and neither were tired and both were ready for round four. "This is so wrong..." He muttered as he lay on top of Senel, planting a chaste kiss on his knights lips.

"We'll change the sheets, I swear..." He giggled, pulling Yuan's naked body closer. "But...I'm just glad to know you're alive. I love you, love you, love you, love you-" He repeated like a broken record until Yuan's lips crushed bruisingly against his, the brunette's hand stroking Senel's hard-again member.

"Let's go again, and I love you too, my knight..." During their sex, Yuan kept imagining a second pair of hands, strong, creamy, and soft that danced along his body. Not instead of Senels, rather with. Biting his lip as Senel thrust again into him, he realized that he'd fallen in love with two men.

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Author's Note Time!: As I'm VERY appreciative of all reviewers and criticisms even, I always give acknowledgements to my reviewers in my Authors Note. So, this is an authors note/shout out. So with respect to that, OddlyAppropriate, wizlii, Bo, and kylee for your reviews. Even just expressing a problem you had with they story is appreciated. Anyways, that said this story is going to turn into a love triangle/threesome story (with Senel/Yuan/Cecil becoming the pairing by the end.) Also, I doubt anyone was confused by this, but the guy that Cecil had sex with is the very same guy that was talking to the fat minister. SCANDAL! Anyways, now I'm done being dumb. Like with Crimson Moonlight, I'm working on some artwork for this story I hope to have done by the next chapter.

Preview: Yuan is further confused by his growing attraction to Cecil, but his still very strong love for Senel and assumes himself to be a deviant. Cecil gives the title of Apprentice Squire to Senel and takes him under his wing to become an official knight. And Asura sets forth his plan as he prepares for a second trip to Isle of the Gods.