What's Your Secret
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Fantasy & Science Fiction › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
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9
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19
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Tell Me the Secret to your Heart
Ch.5: Tell Me the Secret to Your Heart
The rest of the weekend was awkward since Derrick didn’t have to work Sunday. But Zeil avoided him the best he could, staying in his room unless he had to leave. It was two days before he decided he could handle being around Derrick again. It was early Tuesday morning when he went down stairs to find Derrick on the couch with an ice pack on his head. His eyes were closed and his chest was rising with a steady rhythm, he was obviously asleep, but why on the couch?
Zeil made his way to the kitchen to find his brother making breakfast as usual. “Why is Derrick on the couch and not at work?”
Shane didn’t turn to Zeil and continued to cook as he answered, “He called in sick.”
It was Zeil’s turn to frown, “Sick? How did he get sick?”
“He’s got Love Sickness.” Shane said seriously.
Zeil let out a harsh laugh, “Are you joking? Seriously Shane couldn’t you do better than-”
Shane interrupted him with a large, angry scowl, on his face and a spatula pointed at him, “I’m not joking! Its part of his secret and he would TELL you but you won’t give him a chance too!”
“He’s got fangs!”
“I know!” Shane yelled back. He then sighed and went back to cooking, “I know everything about his secret because I was the only one who would listen to him and not ridicule him about it.”
Zeil shifted his weight and fiddled with his hands. His brother rarely got angry. “But he’s different. What if he hurts me?”
Shane chuckled, “He’s not a Vampire or any thing like that. The worst he can do is make you tired and it’s a very good tiered.”
“So,” he looked back to the door that lead into the living room then to Shane, “He really is Love Sick?”
Shane nodded, “If you spend some time with him today he should get better by tomorrow.”
“Oh, well I don’t know…”
Shane shoved a plate at him, “Think about it while you eat.”
And Zeil did just that. While he ate he thought about Derrick and how much he actually missed Derrick’s company. His teasing flirty moods, his jokes and playful nature, his kisses. Zeil licked his lips, his cut didn’t even hurt but a few hours after it had happened; and it wasn’t like Derrick did it on purpose. Zeil put up his plate and washed it off. He really did miss Derrick and he didn’t want him to be sick. Zeil entered the living room and looked at Derrick who slept innocently on the couch and knelt down beside him.
Zeil looked at Derrick’s hand that laid on his stomach. Derrick had always touched him on the cheek. He had never really thought about it before but almost every time that they would kiss or become intimate, Derrick would touch his cheek so sweetly it would make him swoon. Zeil took Derrick’s hand into his own and locked his fingers between Derrick’s before placing it against his cheek.
“Zeil?”
Zeil looked up at Derrick with a light blush once his brown eyes met Derrick’s orange ones. “I’m sorry.”
Derrick lifted a brow, “For what?” He squeezed Zeil’s hand in a loving manner, “It was my fault. I shouldn’t have rushed you.”
Zeil stared at Derrick for a moment before asking, “Wont you tell me your secret?”
Derrick sighed as if he were very tiered. “Zeil, I can’t tell you now. Your not ready.”
Zeil turned his head and kissed the hand that he held, “But you will tell me eventually, right?”
Derrick chuckled and closed his eyes, “Yeah. You know what would make me feel better?”
“What?” Zeil asked curiously.
“If you laid down on the couch with me.”
Zeil chuckled at the idea but agreed. “Alright, scoot over.”
It wasn’t but a few hours later that Shane walked in to find the two asleep on the couch. Derrick and Zeil spooning, Derrick’s head resting in the crook of Zeil’s neck, whose head laid on Derrick’s arm. Their legs were slightly intertwined and Derrick had his hand laying on top of Zeil’s as they held hands.
Shane smiled. He only hoped that it stayed that way for the couple. He’d hate to come home only to find them separated again.
*
Derrick opened his eyes sleepily to find Zeil’s sleeping face in front of him. He smiled and lifted his hand to move some of his orange-red hair out of his face. The small movement made Zeil to wake and open his light brown eyes.
Zeil grinned a light blush decorating his cheeks, “Do you feel any better?”
“A thousand times better.” Derrick said with a smile. He leaned in for a kiss but Zeil moved away a little. Derrick let out a sad laugh, “You don’t trust me?”
“I-I’m just nervous because of what happened last time.”
Derrick ran his hand down Zeil’s cheek and let his finger brush over Zeil’s bottom lip. “Then why don’t you kiss me, that way you won’t have to worry about anything.”
Zeil’s blush deepened and his eyes moved down to look at Derrick’s lips. Just one kiss wouldn’t hurt him, and he really did want to kiss Derrick. “Alright, but just one kiss.”
Derrick nodded and waited. For a moment Zeil hesitated, his heart pounding as it always did when he was intimate with Derrick. Then he leaned forward, a hand on Derrick’s chest, and kissed him lightly. He sighed blissfully at the contact and moved away, but Derrick fallowed and their lips were together once again. Zeil didn’t mind this time and allowed the kiss.
Derrick pulled away and Zeil snuggled against him, “ Zeil, would you like to be mine?”
Zeil blushed and fiddled with Derrick’s shirt, “I would love to be yours, but…” Zeil moved away so that he could look Derrick in the eyes. “I can’t be until you tell me your secret.”
Derrick frowned, “I don’t want to scare you, or make you think I’m lying and I couldn’t stand to lose you.”
Zeil took Derrick’s hand and moved his fingers so that they were connected, “You won’t lose me again, because I can’t stand to be away from you either.”
Derrick moved Zeil’s hand up to his lips where he kissed his hand, “If you think your ready, then I’ll tell you.”
Zeil watched Derrick in anticipation, almost holding his breath to hear the secret that he had been longing to hear.
“I’m an Incubus.”
“What is an Incubus?” Zeil asked in confusion.
“An Incubus is a creature that feeds off sex and the excited state of arousal of another person. They normally go into the other person’s mind while they sleep to excite them, but the problem with that is that if the person doesn’t like you in real life, they won’t like you in their dreams.”
“So when you were in my dream and said you needed Shane, it was only because I was upset about it before?”
Derrick nodded. “I normally fed off people through dreams, except with Emma, but it wasn’t like it is when I’m with you. Just a kiss is enough for me. Its like I’ve been in a desert and it keeps raining but I can’t drink the water; then with you its as if I’m submerged in a vast ocean and I can drink as much as I want. I don’t want to lose that, or you, just because I’m not human.”
“You won’t, but what about your fangs?”
Derrick licked his lips, “I’m not exactly sure, I know it happens every time I get really excited. Its like I want to mark you as mine so no one else can take you.”
Zeil blushed and bit his lip, “Oh, I see.” He sat up and Derrick did the same.
Derrick pulled Zeil into his lap and kissed his neck making the younger teen shiver a little, “Please don’t be afraid of me.”
“I won’t. It’s just going to take some time for me to get use to all of this.”
(A/N: I'm thinking that the next chapter is going to have some delicious lemony flavor to it *wink wink* Thanks for the reviews! I hope you guys like the secret! I noticed that not a lot of people use Incubus or Succubi so I thought I'd use it. I'm also putting a twist on the creature in my own way.)
The rest of the weekend was awkward since Derrick didn’t have to work Sunday. But Zeil avoided him the best he could, staying in his room unless he had to leave. It was two days before he decided he could handle being around Derrick again. It was early Tuesday morning when he went down stairs to find Derrick on the couch with an ice pack on his head. His eyes were closed and his chest was rising with a steady rhythm, he was obviously asleep, but why on the couch?
Zeil made his way to the kitchen to find his brother making breakfast as usual. “Why is Derrick on the couch and not at work?”
Shane didn’t turn to Zeil and continued to cook as he answered, “He called in sick.”
It was Zeil’s turn to frown, “Sick? How did he get sick?”
“He’s got Love Sickness.” Shane said seriously.
Zeil let out a harsh laugh, “Are you joking? Seriously Shane couldn’t you do better than-”
Shane interrupted him with a large, angry scowl, on his face and a spatula pointed at him, “I’m not joking! Its part of his secret and he would TELL you but you won’t give him a chance too!”
“He’s got fangs!”
“I know!” Shane yelled back. He then sighed and went back to cooking, “I know everything about his secret because I was the only one who would listen to him and not ridicule him about it.”
Zeil shifted his weight and fiddled with his hands. His brother rarely got angry. “But he’s different. What if he hurts me?”
Shane chuckled, “He’s not a Vampire or any thing like that. The worst he can do is make you tired and it’s a very good tiered.”
“So,” he looked back to the door that lead into the living room then to Shane, “He really is Love Sick?”
Shane nodded, “If you spend some time with him today he should get better by tomorrow.”
“Oh, well I don’t know…”
Shane shoved a plate at him, “Think about it while you eat.”
And Zeil did just that. While he ate he thought about Derrick and how much he actually missed Derrick’s company. His teasing flirty moods, his jokes and playful nature, his kisses. Zeil licked his lips, his cut didn’t even hurt but a few hours after it had happened; and it wasn’t like Derrick did it on purpose. Zeil put up his plate and washed it off. He really did miss Derrick and he didn’t want him to be sick. Zeil entered the living room and looked at Derrick who slept innocently on the couch and knelt down beside him.
Zeil looked at Derrick’s hand that laid on his stomach. Derrick had always touched him on the cheek. He had never really thought about it before but almost every time that they would kiss or become intimate, Derrick would touch his cheek so sweetly it would make him swoon. Zeil took Derrick’s hand into his own and locked his fingers between Derrick’s before placing it against his cheek.
“Zeil?”
Zeil looked up at Derrick with a light blush once his brown eyes met Derrick’s orange ones. “I’m sorry.”
Derrick lifted a brow, “For what?” He squeezed Zeil’s hand in a loving manner, “It was my fault. I shouldn’t have rushed you.”
Zeil stared at Derrick for a moment before asking, “Wont you tell me your secret?”
Derrick sighed as if he were very tiered. “Zeil, I can’t tell you now. Your not ready.”
Zeil turned his head and kissed the hand that he held, “But you will tell me eventually, right?”
Derrick chuckled and closed his eyes, “Yeah. You know what would make me feel better?”
“What?” Zeil asked curiously.
“If you laid down on the couch with me.”
Zeil chuckled at the idea but agreed. “Alright, scoot over.”
It wasn’t but a few hours later that Shane walked in to find the two asleep on the couch. Derrick and Zeil spooning, Derrick’s head resting in the crook of Zeil’s neck, whose head laid on Derrick’s arm. Their legs were slightly intertwined and Derrick had his hand laying on top of Zeil’s as they held hands.
Shane smiled. He only hoped that it stayed that way for the couple. He’d hate to come home only to find them separated again.
*
Derrick opened his eyes sleepily to find Zeil’s sleeping face in front of him. He smiled and lifted his hand to move some of his orange-red hair out of his face. The small movement made Zeil to wake and open his light brown eyes.
Zeil grinned a light blush decorating his cheeks, “Do you feel any better?”
“A thousand times better.” Derrick said with a smile. He leaned in for a kiss but Zeil moved away a little. Derrick let out a sad laugh, “You don’t trust me?”
“I-I’m just nervous because of what happened last time.”
Derrick ran his hand down Zeil’s cheek and let his finger brush over Zeil’s bottom lip. “Then why don’t you kiss me, that way you won’t have to worry about anything.”
Zeil’s blush deepened and his eyes moved down to look at Derrick’s lips. Just one kiss wouldn’t hurt him, and he really did want to kiss Derrick. “Alright, but just one kiss.”
Derrick nodded and waited. For a moment Zeil hesitated, his heart pounding as it always did when he was intimate with Derrick. Then he leaned forward, a hand on Derrick’s chest, and kissed him lightly. He sighed blissfully at the contact and moved away, but Derrick fallowed and their lips were together once again. Zeil didn’t mind this time and allowed the kiss.
Derrick pulled away and Zeil snuggled against him, “ Zeil, would you like to be mine?”
Zeil blushed and fiddled with Derrick’s shirt, “I would love to be yours, but…” Zeil moved away so that he could look Derrick in the eyes. “I can’t be until you tell me your secret.”
Derrick frowned, “I don’t want to scare you, or make you think I’m lying and I couldn’t stand to lose you.”
Zeil took Derrick’s hand and moved his fingers so that they were connected, “You won’t lose me again, because I can’t stand to be away from you either.”
Derrick moved Zeil’s hand up to his lips where he kissed his hand, “If you think your ready, then I’ll tell you.”
Zeil watched Derrick in anticipation, almost holding his breath to hear the secret that he had been longing to hear.
“I’m an Incubus.”
“What is an Incubus?” Zeil asked in confusion.
“An Incubus is a creature that feeds off sex and the excited state of arousal of another person. They normally go into the other person’s mind while they sleep to excite them, but the problem with that is that if the person doesn’t like you in real life, they won’t like you in their dreams.”
“So when you were in my dream and said you needed Shane, it was only because I was upset about it before?”
Derrick nodded. “I normally fed off people through dreams, except with Emma, but it wasn’t like it is when I’m with you. Just a kiss is enough for me. Its like I’ve been in a desert and it keeps raining but I can’t drink the water; then with you its as if I’m submerged in a vast ocean and I can drink as much as I want. I don’t want to lose that, or you, just because I’m not human.”
“You won’t, but what about your fangs?”
Derrick licked his lips, “I’m not exactly sure, I know it happens every time I get really excited. Its like I want to mark you as mine so no one else can take you.”
Zeil blushed and bit his lip, “Oh, I see.” He sat up and Derrick did the same.
Derrick pulled Zeil into his lap and kissed his neck making the younger teen shiver a little, “Please don’t be afraid of me.”
“I won’t. It’s just going to take some time for me to get use to all of this.”
(A/N: I'm thinking that the next chapter is going to have some delicious lemony flavor to it *wink wink* Thanks for the reviews! I hope you guys like the secret! I noticed that not a lot of people use Incubus or Succubi so I thought I'd use it. I'm also putting a twist on the creature in my own way.)