Agnus Dei

This was fun to write :D



xXx



The rising sun hid behind a thicket of forests, barely discernible through the shabby mansion\'s windows. Balaur grimaced, willing the weather to change. Clouds slowly crept into view, masking the sun\'s putrid light. Sighing with relief, the composer adjusted his position beside James in his bed, though it was much later than he would have liked for laying around. Practice would be starting in less than two hours...



But he liked watching this teen sleep. It was as if there was no important decision, no soon-to-be losses. Nothing was set in stone, because there wasn\'t a stone. Time held still, at least for this moment, to allow thorough thinking.



Would he go through with it?



Could he?



The thought made Balaur queasy and instead of pushing his limits, resumed watching the blond teenager mumble in his sleep.



James rolled into the man\'s chest, cuddled closer, then stayed silent for a few more minutes. Balaur smirked. He was a healthy teenager, indeed. The blond shuffled some more, grinding his fully awake organ against the man\'s leg. Though slightly awkward, Balaur couldn\'t help but be impressed. Even through the harsh living conditions, James had grown into an above average body.



The man patted James\' blond mat of hair upon noticing the teen stirring out of sleep. Balaur looked down at hazel eyes blinking lazily. Though the teen didn\'t wake up, he only shifted his position, firmly draping his leg over a hard surface, boldly pressing his manhood against Balaur\'s.



Sudden stimulation caused him to wake up. James stared into Balaur\'s sun lit eyes, recalling that this definitely was not his normal eye color, and slowly came to realize what had woke him (his own erection) was grinding against something even more solid (the conductor\'s). He instantly separated himself, getting out of bed without a second for hesitation.



"Good morning." Balaur called, his accent standing out to be a bit seductive. He noticed James adjusting his pants, attempting to hide his obvious arousal. "Does your body already miss a man\'s touch?"



James shot him a disgusted look and then admitted honestly, "This \'s never happened before... It\'s kinda embarrassing"



"I am also in your position. It has been quite a long time since someone cuddling against me was arousing.”



James blushed, looking to the elegant man with a peak of interest. Perhaps it was the raging hormones in his body right now, but for a second he wanted Balaur. And it seemed like the man noticed his wavering mind, for Balaur stood beside James, nearly cupping the teens arousal.



"Do you want this?" Balaur whispered in James\' ear. Heat radiated from the teens groin, attracting the composer even closer.



Balaur\'s voice contained higher levels of seduction, drawing James in and willing him to agree. As he stared into dawning eyes, James whispered, "... Yes..."



Instantly James\' mouth had an owner. Balaur ravished the orifice before him, spreading apart his lips to graciously plunge his tongue inside. One hand crushed blond hair fervently, the other placed docilely on James\' hip, yet Balaur was stunned by the invigorating experience. It was like nothing he had done before.



Pure adrenaline Pure emotions. Tangled in a mass of pure adulteration. Balaur felt his self-control loosening, daring to uncover the truth. Knowing what was imminent to happen, the conductor couldn\'t help but kiss the teen and hold his plush body.



A surge of desire burst in his body as James thrust his hips forward, forcefully urging awareness to his manhood. Balaur was at his breaking point, barely finding the will to ease away from the teen. However James didn\'t want it to stop and continued the kiss, pushing against the man, denying an escape route.



Balaur ignored the burning in his throat and build up of venom under his tongue to thoroughly kiss the teen. He could feel honed teeth grazing James\' lip, yet still did not withdraw. Only until a strong scent of blood, a minuscule taste included, and James\' shrieking did Balaur gain hold of his senses.



"Y-you bit me!" James yelled. He didn\'t realize what they had been doing until he dabbed his finger on his lip, picking up a bit of blood. Though even then, he couldn\'t recall when exactly he agreed to such an act.



"Sorry. I got a bit too excited." Balaur breathed calmly, slightly startled as to how badly that could have ended. "The bathroom is down the hall. Prepare yourself; we are leaving in twenty minutes."





The usual detour to Elle\'s bakery continued as always. Balaur and James sat at their normal seats, waiting for the brunette to appear. When she finally showed up, once taking in James\' appearance, her face turned sodden.



"What\'s wrong?" James asked, rising to his feet.



"You haven\'t heard?" Elle whispered. Her voice was pathetic, if anything, "Your mother... Is very sick. He beat her last night. They say she isn\'t going to make the day."



James\' world froze over in that second. His beloved mother... was dying in his place. Edmon hit her in his place. That was probably an edited version of events, too. Who knew what cruelties he forced her into? And it was all because he ran away before confirming her safety.



"No." James stated firmly, "She\'ll live. Even if I have to die for it."



"James. What are you planning?" Elle scolded within good reason, "Don\'t go back there. You finally got free!"



"But my freedom at the cost of my mother\'s life? How could I live with that?"



"You will not go." Balaur interrupted The man set his eyes upon James, the fiery burst of passion locked deep inside, "You swore to remain with me."



"Not at mother\'s cost." The teen strictly imposed, "I love her and I won\'t be the blame for her death."



James escorted himself out of the bakery, fully intent on storming into his house to resume "punishment" or slay the beast of a father. Foot steps behind him seemed to go the same pace, but instantly he was blocked by Balaur.



"No." The composer demanded.



"All you ever say is \'no\'!" James screamed, emotionally unstable at this point, "I don\'t have to listen to you!”



"If your father touches you, he will die." Balaur said sincerely, "I will make sure to that."



"Then I hope you plan a funeral." The teen sneered, "Because either way, someone is going to die."



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