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Blueberry Love in the Afternoon
By
Kiix

Word Count: 2550
Pairing: Lanseng/ Skell
Date Completed: December 9, 2007

I was excited. Excited to the point that I couldn’t sit still. Long arms came around me and I was gently pulled across the leather seat toward the long expanse of leg that took up the other side. I angled my head and looked up into the indulgent eyes of my blueberry muffin. “I would never have thought I would ever say this, but you are just as hyper as Sex.”

“You say it like it’s a bad thing.” I just let myself flop back against him.

“It’s not a bad thing, Polar. It just means that I will have to step up when you get enthusiastic.” He leaned over and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “…I don’t mind enthusiastic. You are seeing the world through new eyes. And I find it fascinating. I did not know that I was so jaded.”

“I’ve never been to a orchestra performance. I hope it better than the cds I listened to.”

“There is something special about a live performance. I think it is even more special because it is ephemeral and can never be repeated. It is a moment lost in time but for those fortunate enough to hear it.”

“That’s deep.”

“What can I say? I’m a deep kind of guy.” He stroked the shell of my left ear.

I laughed and just lay back on his chest. Was this contentment? I felt at peace. I only got this feeling from the piano. Wow.

“Kiss me, Blueberry.”

“Your wish is my command.”

Suck face in a limo in the middle of the afternoon. Nothing could be finer. Okay, if we were going to take it to the next level and be naked in a limo in the middle of the afternoon, that would be finer. As it was…my muffin was filling my senses with the sweetness of blueberry taffy.

The limo ground to a halt. “Sirs, we are here.”

I had returned the muffin’s kisses. I somehow straddled his thighs and was sort of hovering above him. His eye arched as if to say, what happened? I was I quick study, I grinned down at him as he looked up at me with red glazed eyes. He blinked. He had the longest lashes I have ever seen on anyone. I reached up and gently rubbed at them. They were a fine baby blue. Then, why wouldn’t they be blue. His eyebrows were blue. Down there was blue. I frame his cheek bone and just felt the texture of his skin. So dark…or I was so pale. Mix us together, we’d be chocolate milk.

“We can skip this if you wish.” His voice was music. So melodic.

‘Skip what?”

“The Concert.”

“No…I’ve never been to one.”

“You’re going to have to let go of my face then, Polar. And while I love being your chair, you are going to have to get on the seat.”

“Can’t I have both?” His eyes popped open and he looked at me. So, I asked the question again. “Can’t we listen to the music and make love at the same time?”

“We can.”

“Then, can I ask that you give this to me, Blueberry. Show me new and pleasurable things? Maybe you will lose your jadedness as you show me the finer things of life.”

“I’m a finer thing?” He looked amused and indulgent and a little emotional at the same time. His hands cupped my ass. Lanny was considerate. He knew that I still tensed up from surprised touches. When I did, he stopped and made sure I knew where I was and who I was with. I don’t know what he has ‘seen’ of me but it must have been something special. It would have to be if someone as special wanted to be with me. I felt whole with him. Who knew that I had a hole in my soul that a blueberry seer filled so perfectly.

“You are the finest thing I have ever met.”

“Thank you, Polar. I am content just to stand at your side but I am thrilled that you want this body. I am meant to please you.”

I reached into his suit pocket and pulled out his shades. They were mirrored with a blue glaze tint. I was glad he didn’t were his colored contacts. I liked his red eyes. Sort of reminded me that he was in flame. Ha! I think he always was. I didn’t mind getting caught up in his conflagration. I enjoyed it. I set the aviator style frames on his face. Damn…he was beautiful.

“Come.”

“I’ll do that later.” I grinned and slid off to the side as the limo door opened. I had stunned my blueberry for a moment. I got out turned and held out my hand to him. “Allow me to escort you to your seat, Lanseng.”

Elegance. I don’t think that was something you could learn. That is what Lanny was. Elegant, refined, beautiful and a horn dog. Okay. I stepped in front of him. “You liked that, I take it.”

“Do not worry, I will take it. Any way you wish to give it to me.”

/Freak/ Azrael whispered with a laugh. /Have fun./

I ignored him.

Lanny looked at me. “Brother was butting in. Why did Hades give up his box seat for us?”

“Really, you don’t know?”

He was mocking me? No. His tone wasn’t facetious. That tone I knew courtesy of Orel Wessel. I got two long arms wrapped around my torso and Lanny pressed himself against my back. “I am sorry. I forget that you miss the subtleties of the language. Never think that I am making sport at your expense. I would never tease my cuddly little Polar cubbie.” I got a kiss to my temple.

Polar cubbie? So I could call him Muffie? I snorted. Mufflie…hahahahh.

“Hades and Liam are like the seasons. They cycle. They sow, grow and reap and then things lay fallow for a bit. If you watch Liam, you will see that his neck has been gnawed upon lately. His bruises are not even healed when he has new ones. In the past, Liam as been the farmer and Hades the land…this time, Liam is the one to be ploughed.”
I busted out in laughter. Oh my god. Lanny was puzzled for a moment then he smiled.
“That was not what I meant.”

“Come on.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs.

The Opera House was spectacular. It dripped like Lanny – elegance and refinement. I was glad now that Xavier had loaned me his tuxedo. I thought I looked absolutely stupid in this black and white penguin suit but I felt less so when Lanny came out of his brownstone similarly attired. He cut a fine figure. Just watching him walk toward the limo was enough to tent a little problem. His hair hung behind him like a waterfall, swaying as he walked. I could watch him walk for hours. I wonder if he would run with me in the mornings. I would love to see that tail flipping around in front of me for a couple of kms.
Lanny stopped at the bar then came back with a tumbler of something wicked and a bottle of beer. “I have noticed that your body does not handle hard liquor well.”

I took the bottle. “Maybe it depends on the licker.” I smirked.

He grinned back and lead the way to the box seats. Of course, Hades would have the best. The program was supposed to be Wagner. I wasn’t familiar with it since Hades only offered the tickets a couple of hours ago. Still, it was a full orchestra. I saw a violinist cough on stage and I heard it as clear as if he was sitting right beside me. Amazing.

Lanny settled down in the chair next to me. “Enjoy it, Polar. I will get my pleasure from watching you.”

“The acoustics are amazing.”

He took a sip of whatever was in the tumbler. “You keep that in mind.”

Huh? I turned and looked at him. The house lights flickered then dimmed. He took his shades off and pocketed them away. I set my beer down and prepared to enjoy this new experience. Oh my god. I got chills listening to that music. The hair on my arms were standing up. I was enraptured. Intermission came too soon.

“I will get you your own box, Skell. You are in tune with the music.”

“I was speechless. I had never experienced something like that before. It was like I was enfolded in music’s arms. Lanny reached out and brushed at my cheek. I didn’t even know I was crying. “I should have thought to bring you here.”

“Thank you…”

I hadn’t touched my beer during the performance. It was flat now. Lanny left to get refills. I just leaned forward with my arms on the ornate railing surrounding the box seat. I just basked in the ambiance. The lights flashed. I sat upright and prepared myself for another moving experience. The house lights went down. Where was Lanny?

The orchestra started up again. I jumped and barely bit back a yelp when I felt hands on my calves. I looked down and Lanny was kneeling between my legs and the short balcony barrier. He leaned forward and kissed the inside of my knee on my right leg. His red eyes looked up at me, asking if this was what I wanted. My Blueberry was a considerate lover. He always asked. He never took. He gave without reservations. I could only hope to be as unselfish in my love back to him. I would learn from him what it meant. I leaned back in my chair and spread my legs. I took a deep breath and prepared to keep quiet no matter what he did.

Apparently he was intent on driving me loony.
I yanked the elastic out of my hair and shook my head to hide my face. Lanny’s mouth was the least of his talents. I had unfurled down the leg of my boxers. He took his darkly tanned hands and pushed my knees as wide as they would go in this chair and set his shoulders between them. I couldn’t see anything but I could feel. His hands continuously stroked the back of my calves as his mouth traced my erection through my pants. All I saw was massive amounts of blue hair in my lap.

I tried to keep my upper torso still and my breathing even. This might be a private box but it wasn’t that private. Lanny released me from my confinement. One hand came up and urged my swell organ out into the air. I was caressed with the softness of his cheek; by the wispy strands of his long luxurious hair. Breathe. Just breathe.

He was in no hurry. He matched his mouth to the music. Allegro.

Love and Music. Blueberry and Cinnamon. I ripped the arm of the side of the chair as coldness ran along my length then slipped beneath me. I heard the chink of ice again as he dug into his drink. His head lifted and I watched fascinated and horrified as he popped that ice cube into his mouth. His other hand had circled that melting cube about the base of my cock and down behind my balls…edging closer and closer to …. I sucked in my breath and closed my eyes.

“Ssshhhh.” That came from the box next door. Oh…dear…. The ice cube slipped inside me. The whole arm came off as my hand tightened on it. Thank God that it wasn’t attached to the legs. The whole of the chair would have listed sideways and there would be an investigation.

I was swept under by his ministrations and enraptured with the music that resonated through the building. I tried to keep still and quiet as his mouth burned me with his heat and chilled me with the icy coolness. I came with the crescendo of the orchestra. My mouth opened into a silent cry as I pulsed into my muffin’s throat. He suckled me tenderly, taking all my body had to offer…including my bones. I slipped out of the chair.

I think I fainted.

I opened my eyes and spied more than just my red eyed temptation staring down at me. There were ushers and I think a paramedic was making his way over to me. “Cubbie?”
Lanny pressed my hair back off my face. His expression was nothing but concern.

I sat up and threw my arms around him. I began to weep. I’d never felt anything like that ever. I was special. I was cherished. “Cubbie…”

“That was beautiful…”

“Please back away, and let us take a look at him.”

Lanny wiped my tears then hugged me back whispering through my hair. “Others saw you faint and called the management. I told them the chair broke and your hit your head.”

The paramedics came in and starting doing their job. I let them. My backside was a little wet from the melting ice cube. My cheeks flushed. /See I told you he was a freak./

I followed the pen with my eyes as he flashed light in my face. “You might have a slight concussion. Other than that, you look okay.”

Lanny came forward and helped me to my feet. He took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. It hit me mid-thigh which was good because it covered up my…ahem, our musical interlude. “Thank you…”

He had his sunglasses back on but I could see the smile in his eyes. “I am for you, Skell.” Mindless of the number of people crowded into Hades box, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to my lips. He tasted of whiskey with a hint of cinnamon.chaser. “Any wish is my pleasure to fulfill.”

“I wish to continue this back at your place.”

“Definitely my pleasure.”

“Ours.”

“Yes, ours.” Lanny turned and ushered me forward through the crowd.

“Mr. Von Drachenfeld, aside from the accident what did you think of the performance?” The manager asked as he held the door open for us.

“I was right up there with best orgasm I have ever had.”

The man stuttered and spluttered. Lanny shoved me in the back and got me moving toward the stairs. “Really Skell.”

“You and an forty piece orchestra on par with my best experience ever. May I have an encore?”

“Anytime, anywhere. I will gladly give you a command performance.” He moved in front of me and offered his hand. I was still a little lightheaded so I used him as a beautiful blueberry cane. Once I never thought I could be happy. I never thought I could be loved or know what love was. He turned back and I caught my reflection in his blue mirrored glasses. That was me, looking like that. I smiled and the reflection mimicked me. I never thought it could happen but I couldn’t deny it now even if I wanted to. I had the look of love. All thanks to a Blueberry.