Assassination?

I don't plan on doing a second chapter for this, but if a few people ask me to I might. I'm not really sure if Raz and Rei merit a second one. What do you guys think?

I messed up my tags and only managed to get one on here and now I can't figure out how to edit them so here are your warnings: This has two men having anal sex. One of them is tied up for a while but they get set loose. WAFF ending. If any of this bothers you, locate your back button and go away.

The blonde traveled in near silence, grumbling to himself on occasion. It was rare for him to get jobs that required him to leave the country, and even rarer for someone to kill someone who actually mattered in foreign politics. The man he was sent to kill was the consort of a queen, and he wondered what kind of man let a woman dominate him, and what he must look like to make a queen risk her life to sleep with him. Raziel could understand physical desire, but none that strong.

After several days of traveling he arrived on the edge of Korthal, the city he knew the mark would be in. The city was huge, stone walls surrounded it entirely, and there were guards at every gate. He held up his mercenary pass and was admitted, though he knew that it wouldn't be that easy to just move about in a strange city. He figured it would be very hard to get into the castle.

To his surprise however, there was a tournament going on. He easily registered to compete and then went into the huge arena, surprised once again, to see the queen and king seated on their thrones high up in the stands. At first he expected to see the queen's consort somewhere around her, but then he saw him chained to the prince's, the rumored fairy man the queen kept for her pet.

He wasn't anything like Raziel expected. The angelically beautiful face was half shielded by a sheet of blood red hair that looked as soft as rose petals. His perfect skin, appearing to be untouched by the sun, seemed to shimmer lightly. His eyes were hidden by a blindfold made of sheer silk folded over many times and his hands were bound in his lap. There was a delicate silver chain around his neck, charms on it preventing him from escaping. His cherry lips were parted as though he were locked in constant ecstasy, and his head was titled slightly back, heavy breaths coming from him. He appeared to have some sort of spell on him to keep him in check. To top off the appearance he was draped in almost transparent gossamer. Paper-thin wings that occasion flicked, creating a soft pleasurable hum, changing colors every few seconds.

Compared to Raziel's own solid frame he looked tiny, vulnerable... and he was supposed to kill this seemingly perfect creature? They were complete opposites in nearly every way, Raziel being a sturdy blonde with a caramel tan. His own skin was marked with scars from training, and his eyes were an impish green. Despite being sent to kill him Raziel couldn't' bring himself to do it. He shook his head. No, instead he would have to take this fey man away from these humans. He could tell that the fairy man wasn't in control of himself, and couldn't have possibly seduced the queen.

He disappeared before his turn in the tournament, fading off into the streets to plot a way to capture the fairy. He asked around and found out his name was Reitan, a fey prince sent from the city of Armennia as a fostering several years ago. The queen took a liking to him and when he tried to leave he had been bound and turned into her sexual toy. All of this, Raziel stored away, murmuring his name on his lips. “Reitan, Don't worry... you won't be in that bitch's clutches much longer.”

A few nights went by before Raziel made his move. The next morning the queen was to leave on a diplomatic mission, and he knew her pet would be going. He had bribed a guard to let him into the castle, and one of the maids who had the duty of bathing the pet would just happen to mysteriously disappear at the right moment for him to come in and spirit him away. He had it planned down perfectly, and when he was inside the castle he wasn't a bit shocked to see everything falling into place. He pushed his way into a bathing room and smiled.

There, sitting in the huge silver tub with his arms bound behind him and his eyes still covered by silk, was the mysterious Reitan. The mercenary quickly walked forward, sweeping a large plush drying cloth around the fairy and pulling him from the tub. Reitan made a small sound of surprise and it nearly broke Raziel's heart. It was as pure as crystal and sweet as birdsong, though it only lasted a second it left the mercenary aching to hear more. This was why the queen had imprisoned the fairy, he was a sensual creature, and she had wanted that for herself.

He sprinted from the castle, never stopping until he was on a horse nearly out of the city. The smaller male in his arms didn't make another sound, only clinging to the man stealing him away as best he could. He didn't stop rising until the sun was rising and he knew no man could possibly find him. Only then did he slid from his horse's back and set Reitan on his feet. He gently removed the bonds on his arms and then watched as the young man reached up to remove his blindfold.

His breath caught as his eyes caught the purest amethyst. “W..Who are you?” Reitan asked, cocking his head to the side. Standing he was only five feet four inches tall, shorter than Raziel by almost a whole foot. A tiny pink tongue darter out across his lips and Raziel shook his head, trying to clear his sudden lusty thoughts. What magic did those fairy eyes posses? “I'm sorry... for what you are feeling. I could cover my eyes back up...” He never got a chance to finish his sentence.

Raziel was upon him, his lips covering the fairy's. At first Reitan resisted, but when he wasn't bound again he relaxed. He blushed deeply. He had never been kissed by a man, only the woman that had kept him captive for the last twenty years. He didn't have long to contemplate this even though, as Raziel's lips descended down his throat, making him moan.

He pushed the blonde lightly away and then pulled the blanket Raziel used as a saddle from the horse's back, laying it out on the ground. The mercenary quickly got the idea and helped him spread it out, pleased with the desire that had caught fire in those enchanting purple eyes. Before one could blink they were both on the ground, soft moans and whimpers of pleasure escaping Reitan as for the first time ever someone pleasured him instead of the other way around. Raziel's tongue swirled up and down Reitan's flesh, worshiping him by profane gesture. The redhead's back arched as the other man's hands caressed down his body. He hadn't gotten a chance to dress since he had been stolen from the bath, and now he was glad he hadn't.

Raziel groaned, pulling himself back up and looking Reitan in the eyes again, groaning at the wave of pleasure that raced through him. “W..What is that?” He asked him as he dipped his head down to kiss his neck.

Reitan sighed happily as he was kissed, then tried to speak, only to be cut off as his impromptu lover captured his lips. When he could speak again he apologized. “I'm sorry. You see, my bloodline is known for their sexual prowess. There is magic in our eyes that makes others desire us. You are a victim.”

Raziel shook his head. “I wanted to do this the moment I saw you, even before I saw your eyes.” This made the fairy gasp, but not as much as when he felt his legs lifted over the mercenary's head.

“Ah..W..What are you? But we're both men. I can't.. I'm not..” He moaned out as a single finger probed him gently, slicked by their shared desire. “This is not natural...” He groaned, though he couldn't keep the pleasure from his voice.

The blonde chuckled and kissed the fairy gently, sliding another finger into him. “Just relax. I promise you that you will enjoy this.”

Under him the redhead nodded, barely able to contain the tears of pain, and he was ready to beg him to take the fingers away when Raziel pushed against something inside him. He howled out, not in pain but in pleasure, swearing he could see stars. “What was that!?” He asked, panting and moaning out again as the after shocks of pleasure slammed through his thin body.

“The sweetest spot inside a man.” The mercenary responded as he scissored his fingers, loosening his lover up until he was no longer wincing quite so much every time he thrust his fingers inside him. Then he removed them, making the fairy prince growl at the sudden emptiness.

“What no..” Once again his question was cut off, though this time it was by a throbbing heat pressed against his opening. “N..No it's too big. That can't go the..ahhh..” He clenched his teeth and gripped Raziel's shoulders, expecting horrible pain, but instead he was met with something akin to pleasure.

Once his lover was used to the large intrusion Raziel began to gently thrust, his movements increasing as his desire mounted. “A..Am I hurting you too much?” He asked after his lips captured Reitan's.

The redhead was in no state to answer though, only mewlets and howled professions of pleaure could escape him. Whenever Raziel slowed down the slightest bit Rei would twist his hips and thrust back against him with as much strength as he could, moaning out his captor's name.

It wasn't long before the fairy was releasing, his hot essence covering his stomach and chest, as well as his lover's stomach. When those velvet muscles clenched down around him Raziel couldn't help but howl out and join him in ecstasy, filling him with his seed.

The two collapsed together in a tangle of flesh, lips clashing for a moment as they kissed passionately. When they separated Reitan shook his head, clinging to Raziel. “Please, don't make me go back to the queen. I'll do anything.”

The mercenary stood and scooped him up, pulling the blanket back onto the horse and mounting, his fairy still in his arms. “Back to her? Never. You're my lover now. You will never be held against your will again.”

Tears sprang up in Reitan's eyes and he kissed Raziel warmly, thanking him. “Your lover? You mean... we get to do that again?”

Raziel laughed, nodding. “Later, my love. You'll need breaks on occasion. Now onward. To my home, where we can do that as many times as you wish.”