Sequel

Okay. One. So you all know, I do, in fact, get an email from AFF every time you review. Which, oddly, means I've recieved what. Over six hundred emails from AFF in the past ten months? Two. While critiquing the work is appreciated, please do not say that you will not review again unless I return the favour. I read a story, I like it, then I don't have much to say. If I read it and I don't like it, then you probably don't want to hear me complain about how I find it unrealistic and it doesn't sync with my stories and omg, what were you thinking when you went and started the story like that!

I can edit other peoples' work, but there is a reason why I don't comment on many stories, and read as little as I do on AFF. Which is another reason I created the your stories bit on my website. It gives you a chance to showcase your stories to those who read the forum. Of course, you have to keep in mind that people who go to the forum like my stories and thus you might not want to post anything too out there for the first one.

Three. I'm running behind. Amazingly. Me. I know. I haven't updated Bondmates, despite getting the second chapter from the beta who is oh so patient with me. I haven't posted Partner or Sequel on the website, like I've said I would. I've forgotten for the past like three chapters to tell the person, on Partners or Sequel, I don't recall which, that there IS an awesome pic of Mik and Paw on the site under fanart that Suryellee did for me (who I hear less of these days adn that makes me kind of sad, I must admit). Muan and Rel are in the works and there might be a third coming along.

Four. I am dragging my feet, I know I am and the issue is something you guys will understand, if you read Partner, in a bit. You will most definately know when I post it. Once I post it, there is a very good chance that I will be on the forum/chat for you all to come along because I will need the company.

Why the verbal ... vomit? A few things. I'm currently working on the stories out of line or lists or timeline. Working on Partners, the next chapter, before I wrote this and then am working on a future chapter for Sequel at the same time. This was written in like twenty minutes and I was seriously aligning with Ashun, I might admit. She seems to let her hurt be known in this one and it is a bit subtle, yes, but it's there. There's more emotion to this than before, but talking about sex, between Rel and Ashun, is a hugely sore topic. Ashun, I dunno, but for some reason, her being creeped out by sex makes me more upset than Rel being upset by sex. Possibly because I know how to get Rel un-upset by sex. Ashun's been damaged more than Rel has and thus, not so easy.

I dunno.

Excuse the HUGE Author's note. Also, the site? ayatostales.net. Check it out, don't like the format, by all means, join the forum and tell me so and how you think it'd be improved. The forum is a bit twitchy for new users, but oddly, the more you use it, the easier it gets.

Which sounds so sexual!

Read, Review and Enjoy.





Muan carried Rel up to the apartment, despite Rel’s protests over the entire thing. Rel was set on the bed and Muan curled around him. They ended up napping, which, when Rel woke late in the morning, he found absolutely strange. He had just gotten up, had been up for just over an hour, and had ended up being so exhausted that he had slept for several more hours.

When they woke, Rel found himself reluctant to leave the bed. As if getting out of bed would set off a chain of events. Like getting out would mean that he agreed to an existence that he didn’t want to live with. The bed was warm and comfortable, it was soft and Muan was there by him, protecting him. He had no real choice, though, he had to get up, he couldn’t stay in bed forever.

The ding of the elevator made Muan lift his head. The huff of a female made Rel groan and sit up just enough to see over Muan’s body. Ashun stood by the elevator, watching Rel and Muan, arms crossed and an annoyed look on her face.

“Now you have to take four steps back and that’s practically starting over!”

“What?” Rel groaned, dropping his head to the pillow.

“Doing things in private is one thing, but if you’re caught, we have to make you start all over again.” Ashun huffed, “what are you two, retard… never mind, that was cruel of me to say,” she crossed the apartment quickly and gave the bed a bit of a kick, “how about I pretend I didn’t see you two in bed,” she looked away and Muan seemed to take the hint, the Sidhe slipped out of the bed and into the nest at the end of the bed.

“Right. Well.. Maybe you should explain the rules,” Rel murmured, “so that we don’t do that again.”

“It requires one of you to be able to speak fluent Sidhe and the tribe all together to try to un-confuse matters and when they explained it to me,” Ashun’s hands flew up to the sides of her head for a moment, “I thought my brain would explode with their… helpfulness. So no, you don’t want the tribe explaining it to you.”

Rel sat up all the way and shoved the blankets down, feeling too hot all of a sudden, “why are you here?”

“Paw has sent out orders and requests,” Ashun murmured, sitting on the edge of the bed. The young woman was clearly uncomfortable being so close to him.

Perhaps Rel wasn’t the only one who would learn from this little experiment of Paw’s.

“And these orders are…?”

“He and Mik will be your. Partner. I will take you to the tribe’s floor tonight and you, in turn, will go to the floor. Ehm. I don’t actually know what’s expected of you,” Ashun murmured quietly, looking away, “not even Raoh and Osht have sex near me. I don’t know how it all works. Uhm. But Mik is good enough to make Paw broadcast his emotions at times, which is not something that is easily accomplished. Paw is very closed off not like…” Ashun glanced at Rel and away, “well. You. You broadcast quite loudly. But Paw seems to think that that, what you and Muan have done in the past, what has been done to you in the past to make you broadcast, is not how it’s supposed to be done. Hence why he suggested you have a sexual partner. Of course. He didn’t suggest I have a sexual partner.”

“You look underage, which makes him uncomfortable,” Rel muttered with a shrug, “he’s just looking after you, in his own odd sort of way.”

Ashun sighed, “when you step onto the floor, try to follow their directions. Like. How you follow Raoh and Osht, even when they want to touch you and you don’t want to be part of the family. Raoh and Osht, they can wait if you want to edge away, but you can’t wait with as sex partner. This might be a one time encounter, it might be offered again later. It all depends on how you two feel afterwards. From what I can tell, it won’t be threesome, both on you, or you in between them. Paw is concentrating on teaching you, instructing you, in one on one, private pleasure. Which. I think,” Ashun paused, chewing her bottom lip for a moment, “means that they will have you in such a way that it seems you are only with one of them. But, yes, both will likely have you.”

“Alright…” Rel’s nerves were starting to twinge, were starting to bring him a sort of fear that he didn’t like. Yet at the same time there was hope. Hope under the despair and the fear of being in a compromising position. He worried that someone might take advantage of him, might start something that he didn’t want to finish. But Mik. Paw. The one lit up a room. The other was Whisper himself, tied to the throne of the gods.

But then, someone once said that a person could be a good Whisper and at the same time be a terrible man. Paw didn’t feel like a terrible man but the doubt was already sown. Had been years before. If he gave his trust to Paw now, and the Sidhe betrayed it…

Rel didn’t think he could survive that.

“Which,” Ashun let out a breath and looked at Muan, then gave Rel a sad sort of look, “means Muan will be by himself. Muan’s parents are… occupied and Raoh, Osht and I cannot be at the same place as him without you present, the tribe frowns on it because we might take advantage of Muan.”

“Occupied? And a pause?” Rel met Ashun’s eyes, “as in. They’re having sex?”

“Mating. Ehm. It seems that Nave’s time came up and Uhwan wants to take advantage of it. We told them that it would be, you know, not the best, because the child would be born come close to winter. But Paw gave his blessing. Said that a child conceived now could be very powerful indeed. Stars in alignment and the such.”

“Oh. So. They’re occupied. What would happen to Muan in the wild?”

“The tribe would take up the rules, but at the moment the tribe’s not exactly a proper tribe. So they won’t care for him but we can’t care for him. It’s,” Ashun turned her body away from Muan entirely and looked at Rel, “been suggested that perhaps one should spend the night alone to discover reactions, understandable?”

Ashun was garbling the message on purpose. As much as she thought she possibly could but not so much that Rel couldn’t understand it. She didn’t want Muan knowing that he was being left alone on purpose. Souse and Essuan could have looked after Muan, there were likely others. Hohi and whoever Hohi was mated or paired with.

“Alright.”

“Wash,” Ashun said straight to Rel, “I’ll bring a razor and you can cut that beard off, since you no longer like it. Wash thoroughly, and when I say thoroughly, I mean between your legs as well. I doubt you have any sex sickness, Muan, given his power, could fix it, but Paw is up in a panic about Mik catching something and if Mik caught something. If Mik … died…”

“No one knows what Paw would do.”

“Oh no, no, not at all,” Ashun murmured, “the problem isn’t that we don’t know what Paw would do. But we do know. It would be the end of your race. He has the power and the capability to destroy all of you, with a single swipe of his mind.”

“Oh.”

“Unless of course he’s not feeling merciful. Then you’ll all have a very, very, painful and long death.”

“Oh.”

“So let’s not get Mik sick or killed.”


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