Sequel

Wrote this last night and started a Partner chapter but it will have to wait several more chapters.

Being ill, I can't promise I'll update again today, but I'll try.

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Rel paced the apartment, unable to calm his nerves and not certain where in the name of the gods Una was. The Sidhe were ignoring him still and Mari seemed more puzzled over their reaction to his masturbation than anything else. Apparently Sidhe didn’t usually interfere with people masturbating, to each their own sort of thing.

But because Rel was part of the Sidhe tribe and all that fun stuff he was subject to the rules that the Sidhe themselves are subject to. Rules that Mari was aware of but did not entirely understand. Something about Sidhe males not being allowed to masturbate. A control or something but.

But.

Fucking kidding?

The elevator binged and Rel growled as he turned towards it, as Una stepped off, cane in hand and one hand poised to take off his hat. The immortal stopped and straightened, hat just off his head, purple eyes taking on a darker shade as they roved from Rel, up and down the young man, to the Sidhe and back to Rel. Something that might have been fear rippled through the other’s conscious mind. But Una still removed his hat and straightened, ready to face the onslaught that was Rel.

Una paused in thought, obviously trying to judge what best to say. “Rel. You are upset.”

Rel made a hand motion towards the Sidhe.

“And why are they being so… what happened?”

“I masturbated,” Rel said bluntly, meaning it to shock or startle Una.

What startled Una was not quite what Rel meant to cause apprehension. Oh, Una was shocked that Rel had masturbated, was shocked that the Sidhe would ignore him for such a thing. Una was even mildly shocked that Rel was being blunt about it, but the shock quickly dissipated when Una decided that Rel was trying to shock him.

“Aniege, when enraged, always seem to find a way through,” Una tapped his temple with one finger, “tell me, is masturbation for the tribe wrong?” Una turned to Mari.

“Yes. Mik has suggested possibly it is to control males.”

Una spoke in fluent Sidhe, to Muan. Muan shrugged and responded to several questions before Una shook his head and sighed, tossing his hat with a twist of his wrist, to the couch. The immortal made a motion to Rel and moved towards the plants. Rel followed, annoyed, angry and upset.

Una pulled to a stop in front of the makeshift altar, looking down over it and making an … a… a face Rel didn’t quite recognise. The immortal muttered something under his breath and turned his attention, his full and undivided attention to Rel. It was like everything around him narrowed down and all that existed was Una.

“Frankly,” Una muttered, swallowing and looking out over the city, “A young man of your beauty should not be masturbating. In any other time or place you could have your choice of man, woman or goodness knows what else. Goodness. If Muan did not exist… my boy I would be in the process of seducing you into my own bed.”

“I’m not having sex with a stranger.”

“Have sex with Muan.”

“They won’t let me.”

Una frowned, eyes moving from the window, to Rel for a moment, “boyo, every line of that Sidhe’s body screams that he wants you but is waiting for you. But of course, you are waiting for him. Take him.”

“But they-”

“Take him,” Una muttered once more, lips twitching upward for a moment, “What would they do? Say no? Tear you off of him?”

“But they said-”

“And what did your father say when he hurt you?” Una responded quietly.

“That is hardly.”

“When they hurt me, they didn’t tell me what they were planning to do with me,” Una paused for a moment and let his breath come slowly out, “sharing, yes? Is how your society says to deal with abuse. So I tell you. Let not a word get back to others.”

“They have pretty good hearing.”

“Not if your back is fully to them.”

Rel turned making certain that his back was fully to the Sidhe, “they will still ignore me.”

“They ignore you now because, I think, the Sidhe population is so low. One named Souse owned the tribe before the one named Taln and that one, Souse, implied such rules, I suppose. Or perhaps they came about before. One with your power and your… body. Would not be allowed to masturbate in this tribe, in this, I stress, tribe, for they want you to breed and a Sidhe who mounts another is more likely to breed.”

“Almost makes sense.”

“In some ways it is the highest compliment a Sidhe can pay you.”

“But homosexuality is allowed?”

“He has you as you have another.”

Rel shuddered as he thought back to that third time with Mik and Paw. Of how that happened and how he had felt. And it made sense. Have him while he had a female would make certain that he bred and he would still have Muan.

“Oh,” Rel tried not to be interested. But he had to be. He was bisexual. The ultimate sex act would be for him to have a woman while a man had him and. And. The heat flushed through him once more.

“If you want.”

“No.”

“Are you certain? An honest offer.”

“No. Una. You are not attractive to me,” Rel snapped back, “despite what you think, you are not a sexual god.”

“I do not think that I am. However, I usually can seduce someone to bed rather quickly and it can be a bit of a game to me. It can, I say, but at times it is about more than just sex or games. Rel. If my having you will make your self confidence bloom, then I would have you in a heart beat.”

“Seriously.”

“In all honesty. However. If you would prefer Muan, I suggest you have him and have him soon.”

“Why?”

“Uhm…” Una adjusted as if uncomfortable, “there is a little known fact about Aniege power users.”

“And that is…”

“The more power you use, the more sex you need. The more you crave it and the more the,” Una motioned towards Rel’s crotch and then to his head, “affects you.”

“Affects me.”

“I know that you have touched Rahl-ta, which considering your adorable little frigidity you have going on, means Rahl-ta has had you. So, what do you think. If I say Rahl-ta’s bare, gorgeously gold chest.”

Rel shuddered at the image, shivered and bit his lip even as he growled out, “his chest is not gold.”

“And how does he thrust?”

Every swear word he knew came out of Rel’s mouth, he rubbed a hand down his pant leg, “so you’re saying.”

“You need sex. Not masturbation, it won’t do you much good besides putting it off for a few hours so I do suggest you, jump his bone, I believe your generation says.”

“Jump his bones.”

“I said what I meant.”

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