Torin & Samayel
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Paranormal/Supernatural › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
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6
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19
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Morning Would?
---So, what you think of the updates? Better? I think it flows better. Well here is the next installment...Enjoy!!!
Chapter 5
Morning Would?
Immersed in a most satisfying dream, Torin sighs in his sleep, gently pulling Samayel to his bare chest. Samayel, who was not tired anymore and feeling a little frisky, curls his fingers in Torin’s hair and kisses him Wolfen style, jolting him out of his sleep. Torin growls softly and forces himself to relax into the kiss, parting his lips slightly to grant Samayel access. Samayel makes a pleased noise at this and slides his tongue into Torin’s mouth, gently searching. Frustrated at Samayel’s slow pace, Torin switches their positions and wraps his arms around him, momentarily breaking the kiss. Without releasing Samayel, Torin moves to Samayel’s neck. Samayel gasps and his fingers tighten in Torin‘s hair when his incisors tear through his flesh and pierce the artery. Torin swallows a few mouthfuls then swipes the puncture wounds with his tongue, healing them instantly. He gently kisses Samayel again then moves back. Slightly dazed, Samayel licks his lips and looks up at him with a slightly embarrassed smile.
“Good morning Samayel, I trust you slept well?”
Samayel laughs softly and buries his face in Torin’s shoulder.
“Mmm hmm, sorry I woke you Torin.”
“It’s fine, that is actually one of my favorite ways to wake up.”
Suddenly the comm. buzzes, completely destroying their pleasant moment. Torin growls deep in his chest and stands up, getting all sorts of protests from a very comfortable Samayel. He rakes a hand through his hair and presses the button.
“What?!?” His tone is more than a little annoyed.
The responding voice belongs to Lynkz, the front desk man.
“My apologies Master Torin, but the eldest San Ra`jen is here to collect you.”
Torin curses colorfully in Nocturna.
“Lovely; of course you told him exactly where I was…”
Lynkz makes an apologetic sound in response.
“I…I couldn’t not tell him Master Torin.”
There was a muffled protest from Lynkz, followed by Torin’s oldest brother Yves voice breaking over the comm.
“Listen runt, you are needed at home. There is an “issue” that requires your attention, and if it is not taken care of immediately I will dispose of it. Come home at once.”
With that last remark, the comm. clicks off leaving Torin to cuss to thin air. Sighing, he moves back to the bed, sits down, and lowers his head into his hands. Samayel, very concerned, brushes Torin’s hair back from his face and nuzzles his ear. Torin lifts his head and graces him with a weak smile.
“What’s wrong?”- only having heard the beep of the comm.
“I have to go.”
“Alright, when will you be back?”
“Probably not for some time, I’m not sure.” -He leans forward and kisses Samayel deeply and holds him close for a moment.
“Gods Samayel I wish I could take you with me. I have wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you sitting on the stairs. *sigh* Now that I have you I don’t want to let you go.”
Bewildered, Samayel looks up at him. He searches Torin’s face for traces of a lie, eyes finally meeting Torin’s. Those eyes… Understanding shows on Samayel’s face.
“The stairs…that ^was^ you…”
Torin smiles warmly at him.
“Yes Samayel that was me, and since that moment I have been searching for you.”
“I…I thought I dreamed you…” ~He blushes and laughs to himself.
“If you knew how often I fantasized about you rescuing me and taking me away from this place. Or how much I simply fantasized about…you.”
“No it wasn’t a dream, that was a very nervous and awkward me."
Just as he was leaning over Torin to steal another kiss, the nagging comm. buzzed again, followed by the growling baritone of Yves voice.
“Get the lead out of your ass runt, or I’ll come get you.”
“Calm the fuck down, unless you want me there naked, you can fucking wait!!!”
His statement was met with a hostile silence. Torin smiled wickedly and turned back to Samayel, but he was not to be found on the bed. Torin heard a giggling on the floor next to the bed. Leaning over, he was presented with a red faced Samayel. He climbs back on the bed, still laughing. Torin tucks his hair behind his ear and kisses him again.
“Gods, who was that?”
“My brother.”
“You have a brother?”
“Yes, three of them actually. That’s my oldest one Yves, he thinks he’s my father.”
Samayel starts laughing.
“His name is Eve? Gods who would do that to a kid, especially a big bad Nocturna? That’s just cruel.”
Tying the drawstring to his pants, Torin shakes with laughter
“I never thought of it like that…”*snickers* “Ooh he would be so pissed if I called him Eve.”
“Yeah probably. Don’t tell him I said that okay? Why does he call you runt?”
“Because I’m the smallest in our family, not counting our Ama.”
“Ama? Oh mother, gotcha. But you’re not small, heh in any way…Wait, how big are your brothers?”
“All are over 7 feet tall.”
Samayel whistles appreciatively. “Damn, I’m short.”
Torin laughs softly. “I have to go for now my Samayel, but we will most definitely continue this discussion when I get back.
Torin traced the blush on Samayel’s cheeks with his fingertips and kissed him gently on the lips.
“I love you my Samayel, I’ll see you very soon.”
Samayel gave a half-hearted wave and watched the door click shut behind him. Not bothering to get up, Samayel rolls over onto Torin’s side of the bed and falls asleep.
Chapter 5
Morning Would?
Immersed in a most satisfying dream, Torin sighs in his sleep, gently pulling Samayel to his bare chest. Samayel, who was not tired anymore and feeling a little frisky, curls his fingers in Torin’s hair and kisses him Wolfen style, jolting him out of his sleep. Torin growls softly and forces himself to relax into the kiss, parting his lips slightly to grant Samayel access. Samayel makes a pleased noise at this and slides his tongue into Torin’s mouth, gently searching. Frustrated at Samayel’s slow pace, Torin switches their positions and wraps his arms around him, momentarily breaking the kiss. Without releasing Samayel, Torin moves to Samayel’s neck. Samayel gasps and his fingers tighten in Torin‘s hair when his incisors tear through his flesh and pierce the artery. Torin swallows a few mouthfuls then swipes the puncture wounds with his tongue, healing them instantly. He gently kisses Samayel again then moves back. Slightly dazed, Samayel licks his lips and looks up at him with a slightly embarrassed smile.
“Good morning Samayel, I trust you slept well?”
Samayel laughs softly and buries his face in Torin’s shoulder.
“Mmm hmm, sorry I woke you Torin.”
“It’s fine, that is actually one of my favorite ways to wake up.”
Suddenly the comm. buzzes, completely destroying their pleasant moment. Torin growls deep in his chest and stands up, getting all sorts of protests from a very comfortable Samayel. He rakes a hand through his hair and presses the button.
“What?!?” His tone is more than a little annoyed.
The responding voice belongs to Lynkz, the front desk man.
“My apologies Master Torin, but the eldest San Ra`jen is here to collect you.”
Torin curses colorfully in Nocturna.
“Lovely; of course you told him exactly where I was…”
Lynkz makes an apologetic sound in response.
“I…I couldn’t not tell him Master Torin.”
There was a muffled protest from Lynkz, followed by Torin’s oldest brother Yves voice breaking over the comm.
“Listen runt, you are needed at home. There is an “issue” that requires your attention, and if it is not taken care of immediately I will dispose of it. Come home at once.”
With that last remark, the comm. clicks off leaving Torin to cuss to thin air. Sighing, he moves back to the bed, sits down, and lowers his head into his hands. Samayel, very concerned, brushes Torin’s hair back from his face and nuzzles his ear. Torin lifts his head and graces him with a weak smile.
“What’s wrong?”- only having heard the beep of the comm.
“I have to go.”
“Alright, when will you be back?”
“Probably not for some time, I’m not sure.” -He leans forward and kisses Samayel deeply and holds him close for a moment.
“Gods Samayel I wish I could take you with me. I have wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you sitting on the stairs. *sigh* Now that I have you I don’t want to let you go.”
Bewildered, Samayel looks up at him. He searches Torin’s face for traces of a lie, eyes finally meeting Torin’s. Those eyes… Understanding shows on Samayel’s face.
“The stairs…that ^was^ you…”
Torin smiles warmly at him.
“Yes Samayel that was me, and since that moment I have been searching for you.”
“I…I thought I dreamed you…” ~He blushes and laughs to himself.
“If you knew how often I fantasized about you rescuing me and taking me away from this place. Or how much I simply fantasized about…you.”
“No it wasn’t a dream, that was a very nervous and awkward me."
Just as he was leaning over Torin to steal another kiss, the nagging comm. buzzed again, followed by the growling baritone of Yves voice.
“Get the lead out of your ass runt, or I’ll come get you.”
“Calm the fuck down, unless you want me there naked, you can fucking wait!!!”
His statement was met with a hostile silence. Torin smiled wickedly and turned back to Samayel, but he was not to be found on the bed. Torin heard a giggling on the floor next to the bed. Leaning over, he was presented with a red faced Samayel. He climbs back on the bed, still laughing. Torin tucks his hair behind his ear and kisses him again.
“Gods, who was that?”
“My brother.”
“You have a brother?”
“Yes, three of them actually. That’s my oldest one Yves, he thinks he’s my father.”
Samayel starts laughing.
“His name is Eve? Gods who would do that to a kid, especially a big bad Nocturna? That’s just cruel.”
Tying the drawstring to his pants, Torin shakes with laughter
“I never thought of it like that…”*snickers* “Ooh he would be so pissed if I called him Eve.”
“Yeah probably. Don’t tell him I said that okay? Why does he call you runt?”
“Because I’m the smallest in our family, not counting our Ama.”
“Ama? Oh mother, gotcha. But you’re not small, heh in any way…Wait, how big are your brothers?”
“All are over 7 feet tall.”
Samayel whistles appreciatively. “Damn, I’m short.”
Torin laughs softly. “I have to go for now my Samayel, but we will most definitely continue this discussion when I get back.
Torin traced the blush on Samayel’s cheeks with his fingertips and kissed him gently on the lips.
“I love you my Samayel, I’ll see you very soon.”
Samayel gave a half-hearted wave and watched the door click shut behind him. Not bothering to get up, Samayel rolls over onto Torin’s side of the bed and falls asleep.