Just passing through

Nope, sorry to those that have read this one already, this is not another chapter to the story, just adding the beta'd version.
I am working on a sequel, but don't expect it to soon :P
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The rider bent down closer to the horse's flank, and pulled his coat up, covering his face to avoid the fierce wind.

The weather had been harsh the past few days, altering switching between pouring rain and chilling wind.

The horse struggled to keep its footing. Its flanks rose and fell rapidly to get oxygen enough to keep going, but the wind seemed to have other thoughts.

Both rider and horse had difficulties breathing, and both craved a decent place to rest, yet there hadn’t been any signs of life for the past two days.

The rider felt the horse stumble underneath him and, with a sigh, realized that the horse couldn’t carry him much longer. With a hard grip on the reins he dismounted. Leaning heavily on the horse he continued forward.

After a long while, the rider caught sight of a flicker of light in the valley below them.

‘’Almost there girl. See that light? That means food and shelter.’’

His voice came out in a gasp while a gloved hand stroked the horses muzzle. A low neigh and light push on his shoulder answered him.

Moving with their very last reserves of strength and a great amount of willpower, they headed for the light.

As they got closer, the rider could make the house out to be a mediocre sized inn.
Aproaching the front door the rider noticed a sign hanging above it.
'The Windy Shack'.

’Well isn’t that an appropriate name,’ he muttered under his breath.

‘’Anyone here?’’ he shouted.

The front door opened and a busty man came out.

‘’Welcome traveler!’’ he rumbled with a deep baritone. Over his shoulder he shouted, ‘’Damien, Get out here and take care of the good man's horse!’’

A young boy came out and immediately took the reins out of the rider's hands, and with a polite tilt of his head, lead the horse to the stables.

The rider eyed the boy intensely. The innkeeper misinterpreted his gaze and hurriedly explained.

‘’No worries my dear man, Damien is very good at taking care of horses. He spends more time with the horses than he does people. He’s quite shy. Now let’s get inside. No need staying out here in blasted wind now is there?!’’

Nodding at this, the rider let himself be ushered inside.

A warm meal and a couple of mugs of ale later, the rider was leaning back with a content smile on his face. There were no other people in the inn, so the peace was only disturbed by the crackling noises from the fireplace in the corner. Right next to it was a staircase leading up to the second floor, where the rooms were located.

The innkeeper came over and sat down across from him with his own mug.

‘’Now tell me good fellow what am I to call you? And what brings you here to these remote parts of Armadalia?’’

The rider took another swig of his ale then answered, ‘’I go by the name Darkyn, and I am a bounty hunter. I am only crossing here to get to Lancoster, to the harbor city Druham. There have been rumors of a band of goblins raiding the villages near by.’’

He had a deep velvet voice with a hoarse edge to it.

The innkeeper lifted a bushy brow a whistled low.

‘’That is dangerous work lad. But I take it you are not planning to go alone?’’

Darkyn shook his head. ‘’No; a couple of friends of mine are meeting me in Druham.’’

The innkeeper took a swig of his mug, set it down and leaned over.

‘’ You may want to watch your back lad. There have also been rumors of a pack wildebeests roaming around that area.’’

A fine brow lifted at this and an almost devious smirk crossed his aristocratic face.

‘’Thank you for your warning, but there is no need to worry. My friends and I are most capable of taking care of such vermin.’’

The innkeeper merely nodded.

‘’You young people are always so confident, but who am I to say what you can or cannot?!’’ He shifted in his chair. ‘’Do you require anything else?’’

Darkyn rose from his chair. ‘’Only a warm room for the night.’’

A cold wind hit his back. He turned and saw the young boy, Damien, enter and quickly close the front door again.

‘’Good timing, Damien. Please show our guest to room five while I close up.’’

The boy bowed and motioned Darkyn to follow him.

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No light or sound disturbed the peace on the second floor.

The thick carpet absorbed the noises the boy and his guest made, as they made their way to room five.

‘’Here we are, and here is your key sir.’’

Damien bowed lightly and turned to leave, when a gloved hand shot out and grabbed him by his wrist. Startled, the boy turned to demand to be let go, but his words got caught in his throat.

Deep green eyes locked onto blue frightened orbs with a lustful gaze so intense it made the boy shiver with fear, yet another feeling was also present. Excitement.

Slowly Darkyn pulled the boy closer, then leaned in and whispered in a low seductive voice.

‘’Stay.’’

A gasp escaped Damien’s lips at the feel of Darkyn’s hot breath teasing his right ear.

Light nips fell on the side of his neck, as a large hand gently settled at the small of his back.

A spark ignited inside the young boy. A feeling he had never experienced before. And despite Damien’s fear for the bounty hunter, a part of him wished to explore the new emotion.

With a deep breath, the boy stepped back. A flash of disappointment crossed Darkyn’s face, and, with a sigh, he let go of Damien’s wrist.

‘’It’s okay little one. I will not force you to anything you do not wish for.’’

He smiled slightly and opened the door to his room. Just as he was about to close it a slim tan hand held the door open.

‘’Wait!…. It’s not that I don’t… Want to. It’s just…. That it’s…. I’ve never…’’

A smirk adorned Darkyn’s handsome face as he took in the flustered boy's appearance.

A deep blush covered Damien’s cheeks. His eyes were locked on the floorboards. His lips were slightly parted allowing a pink tongue to dart out and moisten them.

Everything about the boy made his tight leather riding pants tighten even further.

Stepping back slightly he opened the door and gestured Damien inside.

‘’Why don’t you light the fireplace while I go clean myself up? I haven’t had a decent since I stopped in Nordal.’’

Slightly confused Damien looked at Darkyn.

‘’But I haven’t boiled any water to fill up the bathtub. There is only cold water in there.’’

‘’No worries little one. A little cold water won‘t kill me. Perhaps you wish to join me? Help me heat the water up?!’’

A glint in his eyes sent all too familiar shivers down Damien’s spine.

With one last lustful gaze, an unspoken yet obvious invitation lingering, towards the young boy, Darkyn went to take a bath.

A sigh, half relief, half disappointment, and Damien set to his task of lighting the fire.

The fire was quickly lit, despite the fact his thoughts where in an entirely different direction.

The splashing sounds coming from the bathroom sent his imagination in overdrive.

Suddenly he heard noises not coming from bathing, coming from the bathroom. Noises sounding suspiciously like low moans.

Curiosity peeked Damien slowly made his way to the bathroom door, and gently nudged it open.

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Water rippled down tan, muscled skin.

Damien's breath hitched as his eyes followed a drop trailing down a well-sculpted chest.

Darkyn was standing up in the bathtub, bucket held high over his head, as he slowly poured out the water.

His eyes were closed and his face held an almost divine shine to it. A content smile grazed his handsome smile.

Damien could almost swear his heart had stopped for a second. His eyes bugged out of his head.
In the midst of his chaotic thoughts one thought made it self clear:

'Thank the gods I didn't make a sound.'

Apparently he had made some noise in his process of clearing his mind — a low chuckle woke him from his daze.

A set of amused forest green eyes were focused on him.

''See anything you like?''

Damien suppressed a shiver at the low, husky voice Darkyn wrapped him in.

Darkyn let his arms fall down and set the bucket on the floor next to the tub,
allowing Damien a very good look at his tight rear.

The boy couldn't help himself. A low moan escaped his lips.

Dark brown strands were brushed back as Darkyn turned towards him and stepped out of the tub, his eyes glinting with a predatory shine.

Damien swallowed nervously and took a small step back.

Darkyn chuckled and reached out and grabbed Damien’s chin. Tilting the young boy’s face up, he leaned in and pressed his lips softly against Damien’s.

A low moan escaped Damien at the feel of Darkyn’s soft lips pressed against his own.

Using the chance given, Darkyn gently slid his tongue inside the hot moist cavern. A low growl rumbled in Darkyn’s chest.

‘Damn, this boy is sweet.’

Slowly, Darkyn broke the kiss. Half-lidded eyes looked at him questioningly.

‘’Don’t worry, little one. We are just moving to the bed.’’

Damien’s face quickly reddened at the images those words brought up in his mind. His breath hitched as a particular image seemed to occur often among the others.

Too preoccupied by his own thoughts, Damien didn’t even notice as Darkyn led him out of the bathroom, over to the bed, and laid him down on it. The rustle of cloth being discarded on the floor got his attention. He looked up at Darkyn and a whimper left him. His body shivered from the still cool air caressing his now naked chest. Without him even noticing Darkyn had stripped him of his shirt and was already working on untying the belt keeping up his trousers.

Damien’s hand shot down and grabbed Darkyn’s wrists. Damien’s knew he was not nearly as strong as the mysterious bounty hunter currently looming over him like a tall, dark, ominous shadow, yet Darkyn stilled his hands nonetheless and looked down at the boy beneath him. Big blue eyes held so much fear in them that he sat down on to the bed next to the boy and pulled the slender body onto his lap.

‘’Easy, little one. We’ll take it slow. ‘’

His lips brushed ever so lightly against Damien’s. Darkyn’s hands started working on the young boy’s belt but he kept his eyes locked together with Damien’s.

Finally the belt snapped open and Darkyn pulled the trousers down the boy’s slender hips with his right hand while his left hand held Damien’s head steady as he nipped at his earlobe.

His right hand pulled the trousers down entirely and threw them I a corner, then drifted upwards ever so gently gliding across slightly sweaty skin. A small gasp rewarded his effort. The blue eyes looking up at him were half-lidded and clouded with renewed lust.

Shifting around a little, Darkyn managed to bunch some pillows together that he lay Damien on, making sure his back was arched, leaving the boy’s rear perfectly positioned.

After settling between pale thighs, Darkyn stopped and took in the sight sprawled out before him.
Damien’s pale skin was tinted with a pink glow in his embarrassment and his desire. His cock jutted out pink and already dripping transparent liquid.

‘Beautiful...’

Darkyn’s cock seemed to agree as it twitched and a few droplets on pre cum dripped onto Damien’s flushed skin.

Blue eyes widened as Damien for the first time laid eye’s on Darkyn’s fully erect cock. He had looked big in the tub, but standing to full attention it was far larger than he had expected.

He swallowed harshly and his first thought was to scamper back, but his natural curiosity got the better of him and he reached down and brushed his fingertips over the warm skin. It jerked under his touch, and an approving rumble resounded from the man above him. Darting his eyes up to Darkyn’s face, he got a nod of encouragement. Lowing his eyes back at the task at hand, he finally grabbed the hard flesh loosely. Darkyn’s head bent down and rested on his shoulder, a low pant next to his ear gave him courage to take a firmer grip and slide his fist slowly up and down the hard shaft.

A hiss escaped Darkyn’s lips at the curious yet inexperienced touches from the boy. He didn’t think he could hold on for much longer, so he grabbed Damien’s wrists and pinned them above his head.

‘’Hold them there, little one.’’

He stood up from the bed and walked over to the corner where his things were. He soon found what he was looking for and returned to his spot between Damien’s legs.

‘’Damien, listen to me. This is going to feel a little strange and a little uncomfortable, but I need you to relax alright?’’

Damien bit his lower lip, but nodded nonetheless.

Satisfied, Darkyn unscrewed the lid of the bottle and poured some salve into his hand and set the bottle aside.

When his fingers were slick enough, he took a hold of Damien’s hips, spreading them further apart, and bent down to get better access to the wrinkled pink pucker. Teasingly, his index finger glided around it before he leaned down and licked around the muscle to loosen it up for what was to come. Using one hand to hold the boy’s hips steady, he continued his ministrations until Damien was crying out loudly and coming all over his own chest. With a sexy smirk on his face Darkyn lifted his head up.

‘’What a lewd body you've got, little one. Coming without even being touched there.’’

At these words, Darkyn slid one finger up and down the now flaccid cock. Blushing deeply, Damien looked away but despite his embarrassment Darkyn could see his cock start to harden again.

He chuckled. Fisting Damien’s cock, he brought it to full hardness before dipping his tongue into the slit and sucking the head. Damien arched off the bed, eagerly seeking more contact. Grinning, Darkyn pulled away then laughed out load at the groan of disappointment it elected from Damien.

Deciding the teasing had lasted long enough, he bent down again and deep throated Damien, using one hand to hold down Damien’s hips while the other slid down under Damien’s cock to the quivering entrance and plunged two fingers into the tight virgin passage.

A loud pained, pleasured moan emitted from the writhing body beneath him. Humming around Damien’s cock, Darkyn started stretching him out carefully with two fingers.

By the time three fingers were sliding in and out of the moaning and bucking boy beneath him, Darkyn’s cock was aching so badly it hurt. Withdrawing his fingers he leaned down and captured Damien’s lips in a fierce kiss before hooking Damien’s legs over his shoulder and pushing the head of his cock into the hot body.

With every inch or so, he stopped to let the boy get used to his size. Finally, he was fully sheathed inside the tight body. Both were panting hard.

Damien had never imagined that anything could feel so good. The feeling of being so full was strange, but every time Darkyn shifted his cock would brush against a spot inside him that made him see stars.

When Damien pushed back against Darkyn, he knew the younger man was ready. Sliding out slowly, then slowly sliding back in. He continued the lenient pace until Damien cried out.

‘’Harder Darkyn! Please, faster!’’

Very happy to comply, Darkyn pulled back until only the tip was inside, and then slammed back in, hitting Damien’s prostate dead on.

Damien’s hands were fisting the sheets, but he needed something more substantial to hold onto. So, as Darkyn pulled back, Damien slipped his legs off Darkyn’s shoulders and around his waist, reached up, wrapped his arms around Darkyn’s neck, and leaned his head on Darkyn’s shoulder.

Surprised yet delighted, Darkyn shifted his legs under Damien so that Damien was sitting in his lap.

‘’Lift yourself up and down, little one,’’ he whispered in the boy’s ear before he attacked the beautiful pale neck offered up so willingly.

Blushing furiously, Damien considered saying no, but as Darkyn chose that exact moment to slam up into him, those thoughts vanished immediately. Using Darkyn’s strong shoulders as leverage, he started lifting himself up and down on Darkyn’s hard, throbbing shaft.

The pace too slow for his liking, Darkyn slid his arms around Damien’s waist and grabbed the young boy’s rear and lifted him up and down at a far greater speed than before.

The pace set was almost brutal, and it wasn’t long before Darkyn could feel that he could hold on any longer. He moved one hand from the boy’s rear to the boy’s straying arousal, pumping it in time with his thrusts.

It only took a few pumps before Damien gripped Darkyn’s shoulder almost painfully, as he, with his head thrown back, cried out his release, spilling his seed all over their chests.

At the erotic sight of his partner's release and the muscles that clamped down on his length, Darkyn only managed a few harsh thrusts before he to went over the edge and released his seed inside the hot body.

Heavy breathing was the only thing to be heard as the both basked in the afterglow.

Darkyn’s hands gently caressed Damien’s back until their breathing was normal again.

Gently, he lifted Damien off him and laid him down. Getting off the bed, he went into the bathroom to get something to clean them off with.

After he had cleaned of both himself and a half-asleep Damien, he moved the pillows to the headboard and laid Damien under the covers before laying down beside the exhausted boy.

*****

‘’Will you be back?’’

Big blue eyes were looking up Darkyn sadly. Darkyn leaned down and brushed a few strands of hair out of the young boy’s eyes before caressing a soft cheek with the back of his hand.

‘’If I am ever in the area I will most certainly come and visit you.’’ A soft smile grazed his handsome face.

Wiping a few stray tears away Damien nodded and squished Darkyn’s hand then let go and moved to step back, but Darkyn’s hand grabbed him by the neck and pulled him closer.

He looked around to see if anyone was close by, when he saw noone he leaned down a little further and pressed a soft kiss on Damien’s pink lips. Damien kissed back before he pushed Darkyn away gently.

‘’You must go. If you don't you be late at meeting your friends ’’

Nodding, Darkyn turned his horse, and, with one last look back at the beautiful boy, he rode off.
A long journey awaited him with many dangers, yet Darkyn couldn’t help but feel convinced that they would meet again. The young boy had a future ahead of him that had nothing to do with taking care of horses. Damien was far to much like himself at that age. Yes; they would most definitely meet again.