Hidden Eternity (Private)

[707]

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Yurim nodded, pouring a bit of magic in his robes as it shrunk to a manageable size. "There we go." He smiled to himself, glad that his robes were still accepting his power. "We go a little bit to the east of this place," He replied as the Prince started to follow his lead through the corridors and into the bright light that is the morning. "I am not sure as to what we will find, but I believe that with the power of the book, we'll be able to defeat the holder." And that was the last of what they spoke of.

 

~o~o~

 

Yurim stared as Ashton swayed for the umpteenth time. He knew that the Prince's condition was worsening but he had no clue as to how to help him. He sighed, groaning inwardly as another consequence of his stupidity made itself know. Ashton had half of his soul. If he die, so will Yurim. And there was nothing he could do to reverse it, not that he would. "You are not well," He stated suddenly as he stopped, Ashton almost bumping into him. "I need you to be well when we go against the holder," He explained as the other gave him a distant look. "Can you even hear me?" He asked, noticing that Ashton was looking at something just behind his shoulder. Yurim turned and had to bite back human profanities. The cave was just a few meters away.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton gave the other a soft nod as he allowed him to take the lead, dragging his feet a bit and letting out a yawn every so often of more boredom and annoyance at not finding the cave than anything else. However as he felt the climate around them begin to drop he cheered up a bit, his body cooling down a bit along with it. He had decided that as long as he focused on one defiant thing at a time he was a lot less likely to fall over. He stumbled a bit and at one point fell face down in the snow, peeling himself from the ground as he grumbled silently to himself, very thankful the angel had not seen nor heard him fall.

 

He knew he still had plenty of time left, but he knew that was was remaining could only be shortened and after some time he would end up sleeping for more hours of the day than they would travel. Using any kind of magic he planned to avoid as well as that may tire him out quicker. He had been transfixed in his thoughts and forgot to focus on something a head of him, he did not notice himself sway but he was jolted a bit when he felt himself whack into something hard an warm. Glancing up as the angel spoke to him, he felt himself sway a bit so decided to focus just past the other in order to remain steady as he gave a weak and simi annoyed protest. "I am perfectly fine..." he looked at the cave a bit more in depth as he tried to figure out why he felt himself being drawn to it. He connected the dots just as he heard the colorful words spring from the angels lips. "So, the first page is in there?" He spoke softly as he moved past Yurim towards the mouth of the cave.

 

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Ashton gave the other a soft nod as he allowed him to take the lead, dragging his feet a bit and letting out a yawn every so often of more boredom and annoyance at not finding the cave than anything else. However as he felt the climate around them begin to drop he cheered up a bit, his body cooling down a bit along with it. He had decided that as long as he focused on one defiant thing at a time he was a lot less likely to fall over. He stumbled a bit and at one point fell face down in the snow, peeling himself from the ground as he grumbled silently to himself, very thankful the angel had not seen nor heard him fall.

 

He knew he still had plenty of time left, but he knew that was was remaining could only be shortened and after some time he would end up sleeping for more hours of the day than they would travel. Using any kind of magic he planned to avoid as well as that may tire him out quicker. He had been transfixed in his thoughts and forgot to focus on something a head of him, he did not notice himself sway but he was jolted a bit when he felt himself whack into something hard an warm. Glancing up as the angel spoke to him, he felt himself sway a bit so decided to focus just past the other in order to remain steady as he gave a weak and simi annoyed protest. "I am perfectly fine..." he looked at the cave a bit more in depth as he tried to figure out why he felt himself being drawn to it. He connected the dots just as he heard the colorful words spring from the angels lips. "So, the first page is in there?" He spoke softly as he moved past Yurim towards the mouth of the cave.

[707]

Yurim grasped the Prince's shoulder as he made a move towards the cave. "We should rest before we confront the holder," He stated, guiding the elf on a nearby, but smaller, cave. "You are unwell and we must be both on our fullest strength when we confront the creature that it has become." He finished as he gathered some of the nearby branches for firewood. There was a moments silence as Yurim started their camp fire and Ashton absently preparing some of their rations. Yurim knew that Ashton needed to spend as little amount of energy in magic as he could, but it was almost impossible for them to win if the angel was the only one doing something.

 

I could lend him Illumination. Yurim thought to himself as Ashton laid his fruit cuttings in front of them in a disposable plate. Problem is, if anything happens to it the soul of the Tree of Knowledge will also be affected. He scowled at an invisible fleck the fire created. He is strong enough to handle Illumination and I would just need to keep a close eye on him. He nodded as he removed the rings on his finger.

 

"Ashton," Yurim started, smiling a little as the other regarded him with a tired look. "I know that your usage of magic is directly proportional to your health," He frowned, wondering why he was finding the words a little bit difficult to enunciate. "So I am entrusting Illumination to you," He opened his palm as he stretched it for the other to take the given item. "This will help you in battle, so that you'd only be using magic when you really need to." He smiled slightly as Ashton took the item. "I would like it if you only used magic in the most dire of situations, use Illumination as frequent as you need." He sighed, releasing a breath he didn't knew he was holding as the Prince inserted Illumination in his fingers.

 

At least Illumination will be of much use to him. He thought absently, taking a piece of orange and taking a bite. And promptly moaning in silent reverence to the flavor.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton felt himself tugged away from his current path and frowned in annoyance, stumbling a bit on the snow before he continued to walk down the path that was indicated to him. Entering the small, dew filled cave he leaned against a nearby wall and sunk to the floor silently. Reaching around him to pull of the small pack he held and slowly unpacking oranges and other various fruits from it, he took out a small parry knife and began to cut an apple and a few strawberries. He himself did not have much of an appatite but he knew for a fact that the angel would after his last foodgasim. Once he had finished he sat back, sitting a ways from the fire and simply watching it as the angel thunk.

 

He glanced up as he watched the other remove a ring from his hand and motion for him, sitting up then bracing himself on the wall as he made his way over to the other nodding. How the other knew so much when he had tried so hard to keep it a secret was beyound him, reaching out a wary hand he took the ring, it was cold to his touch as he rolled it around in his fingers for a few minutes. "You said I can use this as much as I like? Well what does it do?" He inquired as he sat back in his spot on the far wall.

 

"I am not that great with magic by the way, only ice spells but whatever is out here in this kind of cold likely is going to be a large deal resistant to whatever I personally can do to it." He mumbled softly as he brought his gaze once more back to the fire, he allowed his mind to wonder back to the days before all of this had happened. Before his entire race had been extinct, when he would come home from a day in the nearby pond with his best friends and be greeted by his loving mother and his usually warm father. The images of his mothers arm, broken,crushed,and tattered flashed through his mind, the fire in front of him turned into the fire that burned down his only home. He ripped his gaze from he and settled for watching a nearby ice cycle melt from the warmth of the fire.

 

He watched each and every drip as he began to wonder what would have happened if he had never actually met the other man, if he had continued his seemingly meaningless life of hoarse playing with his friends, or painting with stray berries. He would have gone his entire like without ever even knowing the slightest tinge of pain that now seemed to over whelm him, with that lost thought the elves eye lids grew heavy as he fell asleep.

[707]

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"You said I can use this as much as I like? Well what does it do?"

 

"Well," Yurim started, nibbling lightly on his orange piece. "Basically it shoots out high energy light that purges your enemy, but if you get the hang of it, you'll be able to do so much more." He continued, picking up a piece of neatly sliced apple. "You'd be able to do magic without using any pint of energy that you have."

 

"I am not that great with magic by the way, only ice spells but whatever is out here in this kind of cold likely is going to be a large deal resistant to whatever I personally can do to it."

 

Yurim nodded, knowing that resistance is just one thing. There were ways on how they could deal with the holders. He could teach the prince some of his knowledge in magic, he wasn't called Top Archivist for nothing. But even he knew that teaching magic took time even though Ashton now had Illumination. Another was if the prince would be receptive to his teachings and teaching methods, their last practice made him doubt his confidence.

 

He started as the elf began to fall sideways. He dashed, just in time to catch the prince's sleeping form. Yurim sighed as he detected sadness and regret in the other's features. He was serious when he told him that they could reverse what happened to his people and the price will always be a mystery to the angel. "Why do you pretend to be strong when you know that you're just as fragile as the snow that you love?" He whispered more to himself as he threaded his fingers on soft golden hair. "I can not help you if you do not help yourself." He murmured, letting the prince rest on his lap. "I mourn your loss and I wish none of this would've happened," He chuckled slightly in silent sadness. "But a part of me is glad that I have met your kind, especially you. As much as I say that I am more wizened, you continually teach me of things more important than most." Yurim smiled sadly. Time would just have to wait before it sank it's fangs on Ashton's life, Yurim was not about to give him up just as easily.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton was asleep for a good five hours, every now and then he would wake slightly, shift around before settling comfortably back into the others warm lap. Although it was important he stay cool, his body still craved the warm of the simplicity of a humans touch. His mind sunk back, deeper and deeper until he was once more in that dark, calming place.

 

Oh my poor little human....it seems you are back so soon? However not to stay, not yet. Come here little one.

 

As the voice echoed through the recess of his mind the elf felt a warmth from behind him, he turned and saw that a very dim, blue light, shaped in the figure of a human was sitting on something, with it's legs crossed. The voice belonged to what sounded to him to be a soft, little girl. He shifted his essence towards her willingly and lay his head in her lap, just as his position was of his sleeping body back in reality with the angel. A warm hand pressed itself to his forehead and whispered.

 

Look....look at what is to be....and what may also come to pass...

 

He looked straight up into the black void in confusion but as he did so a shape began to form, at first he could not tell what it was but after a few moments he could see it was the shape of a tree with a figure leaning against it. The tree began to grow color and the image began to shift until it became as though he was looking through a window. He could make out that the figure leaning against it was Yurim, holding a book with a soft, warm expression on his face. It appeared he was reading aloud to himself. He smiled at the idea of it, however just as soon as he took it in the entire scene flashed red, with the tree ablaze and crackled and burning. Yurim was no where to be seen.

 

Run young one run!

 

Ashton's eyes flung open as he shot up from the others lap, his hair sticking to his forehead as he panted. He tried to collect himself, not even noticing the others presence behind himself.

[707]

Yurim rubbed his eyes tiredly as he noticed that Ashton was no longer resting on his lap. He yawned, stretching his arm as he pulled the panicking teen towards him in an unconscious embrace. "You had a nightmare," He mumbled, closing his eyes and inhaling Ashton's scent. "I'll be here, don't worry." He yawned, fixing the stupefied elf so that he was straddling Yurim's waist. "Go back to sleep." He mumbled finally as he drifted of into sleep.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton felt himself tugged backwards and shifted a bit in confusion to escape whatever grasp was pulling him. However as soon as he realized it was the angel much to his own surprise he relaxed, his own eyes growing a but heavy once more as he leaned his head on Yurim's shoulder, and rested his hands on the slowly rising and falling chest. Feeling the other go limp beneath him yet still keeping a tight hold on the little elf caused him to smile. Just this once, he would allow himself to trust this angel, the one who he would protect no matter what. He fell back asleep in time with Yurim.

[707]

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Yurim woke feeling extremely content and warm. He shivered slightly as a breath ghosted across his neck. He looked down and had the extreme embarrassment of blushing from the tips of his ears to his neck. Ashton was cutely sleeping atop of him, his mouth slightly open as he inhaled and exhaled in even calmness. He smiled, noting that the prince looked more peaceful than the previous night had been.

 

I hope in this times of silent intimacy that I'd be able to alleviate his pains. The angel thought to himself, moving his hand to caress the elf's hair as the other's hold tightened around him. "Don't worry," Yurim silently whispered as the prince let out a small whimper. "I'll protect you."

 

Yurim stared mesmerized as the other blushed ever so slightly in his dreams, his eyelashes fluttering just shy of opening. He swallowed the lump that suddenly appeared in his throat as he memorized the contours of the prince's face. Yurim was not sure why his heart was beating a little bit faster, not sure why he was breathing a little bit slower and not sure why all he could see was those pink tempting lips. He inhaled sharply as Ashton moaned ever so slightly in his dreams. He leaned in and promptly stopped as those eyes fluttered open.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton watched as the final page was retrieved, both he and the angel cheered wtih joy. However it was short lived for they both new what was coming, it would be time for the elf to decide if he would reverse everything or leave it be, and it would also be time for the Angel to go back home. Ashton smiled softly as he gave the other a distant look, reaching up and tracing his fingers around the cool crystal that hung from his neck.

 

"So, I guess your going to be going now huh? I really wanted to you know....thank you for everything you have done for myself and the whole of humanity. You are really a great guy." The words sauntered from his lips, he drug out each syllable in order to prolong the inevitable. He simply could not take the parting, he turned to flee into the recess of the trees behind them but felt a hand grab his arm.

 

Eyes widening he turned just at Yurim pulled him against his chest, they both stood there for a moment. All was quiet and the elf, for the first time in a long time felt at peace. He blushed softly and felt a tugging sensation in the depths of his stomach but ignored it completely, he wanted to never move. He felt the other whisper into his hear those three words. "I'll protect you." And with that there lips met, kissing feverly, a very subtle and soft moan came from the princes lips at the lips deepened.

 

His eyes opened slowly, the world was a blur at first. Sleep still clouding his mind as he released his final holds on that dream, however as soon as his vision cleared he blinked in confusion. Coming face to face, with a very red Angel. He leaned foreward and knocked his head against the others frowning. "You are kind of red you know? Are you feeling okay?"

[707]

Yurim swallowed harder as Ashton's forehead collided softly with his. Now the scent of the elf was overpowering and all he could see was the vibrant blue of his eyes. The angel was torn as to what to do. On one hand he so desperately wanted to cross that little gap between them and seal their lips, but on the other hand he was afraid that the prince would reject him and that their slowly growing trust and friendship would be impaired. There were also other things that was crawling in the angel's mind but those two were the more prominent as his dilemma intensified as Ashton continued to stare at him, not even moving an inch.

 

"I-uh...I'm-" Yurim stuttered, glancing from the prince's parted lips to his eyes. "I'm....I-uhm...I think-...uhh.." Yurim inhaled slightly as Ashton placed a gentle hand on the side of his face. And his control promptly left him at the same time as his body took the wheels that controlled his being. "Don't hate me.."

 

With those words, Yurim bridged the gap that separated them, planting his lips firmly with the elf's. Magic would be an understatement at what the sensation truly was. It was like flying and swimming in cool waters at the same time. A part of his mind was furiously screaming at him, telling him that any second now Ashton was gonna push or punch him. But it was quickly silenced as no forthcoming violence happened. While the absence of violence was something that surprised the angel, what happened next shocked him to his core. Ashton responded back, pushing against the angel slightly and tilting his head just a little bit to deepen the kiss.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton watched in curiosity as the other went through out ever emotion he could muster. He could not keep the pink tinted blush from rising to his cheeks, the other was so close to him and it caused his eyes to widen a bit. Trying to figure out what thoughts were going through the others head. He was going to stand back up and walk to the mouth of the cave to get some cool air but could not bring himself to move an inch, he was growing hot bit somehow for once he did not mind. He wanted to wrap his arms around the angels neck and pull him into a fevery kiss, he took in Yurims beautiful eyes that gaazed so longingly into his own.

 

His lips parted as he looked at Yurims eyes in confusion, his lips parted a bit as he preparred to speak but stopped. He watched as the other began to stutter a few words out, was he really so ill he could not even speak propperly? Reaching up to sooth Yurim he placed his hand on that hot,smooth cheek, holding it softly in his soft little fingers as he searched the angels face for an answer.

 

He saw something snap in Yurim's face and heard the words fly from his mouth, blinking in confusion for a moment. "Are you al-" His eyes widened as he felt lips crash against his own, he sat there for a moment, not having an idea what to do. This was an angel, and beautiful, soft, extraordinary angel and he was kissing such a common,earthly elf! He did the only thing left he could do, and they only thing he wanted to do, he kissed him back. Deeply and softly, this was absolute bliss, he wrapped his arms around Yurims hair and curled his fingers in those soft locks, kissing him deeper and nipping at the plump lip.

[707]

Yurim inhaled sharply as Ashton started to nip his lips, his hands going around his neck and tangling in his now messy hair. There were a few thing that the angel wanted to tell the elf but they were silenced as the prince crashed their lips again in a hard and possessive kiss, Yurim groaning slightly as Ashton pressed himself even closer. Yurim pulled back a little bit to stop his surroundings from spinning and the prince's whine of protest made him chuckle a bit.

 

"I just-" Yurim didn't even finish his sentence as the prince was on him again, kissing him deeply as if it was their last day together. And the angel thought that it might as well could. He let out a surprised yelp as the elf started to remove the buttons that kept his robes closed, not even bothering to stop their rather involved kiss. He let out a huff of breath as he felt tentative hands glide through his bare stomach and chest, letting out a small whimper as Ashton started licking his neck. Yurim let out a shaky breath as the upper portion of his robes fell down his shoulders, Ashton nipping at the newly exposed flesh.

 

Yurim decided that reciprocating would be welcome in this instances. He snaked his hands around the raven and found himself staring at soulful eyes that conveyed so much emotion but the more palpable one is complete and utter trust. He swallowed, taking in Ashton's slightly parted lips that was glistening with saliva, his cheeks tinted pink and his breathing beautifully uneven. Yurim smiled slightly as the prince held his arms up in silent invitation for him to undress him. He nodded slightly, not trusting his voice at the moment as he slowly lifted the prince's upper garment. Ashton was toned but he was also curved, just hinting a bit of ethereal shape that defined his body. They both sucked in a breath as their heated flesh came in contact with each other. The feeling was like having a live wire inside their body, the electricity humming and dancing through their nerves. Yurim gasped in as the prince promptly attached his lips with his own, drinking him up like a man in desperate need of water.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton pulled the other to him, wanting to taste his tongue, his lips, his essence. Feeling his lips and the others break a bit of contact caused him to elicit a slight whine of protest, tightening his grip in the mans hair to attempt and pull him closer. This could all go wrong and he or the other could die this very day and he did not want to die with regrets, the resolution set itself in the younger elves mind as he leaned back a bit. Trying to memories the others every feature, twirling around a soft strand of hair before he shifted to bring his lips back to meet the others in a soft, sensual kiss.

 

Not wanting to hear the others words in case they were anywhere along the lines of protest,disgust, or even distaste towards the princes actions. He did not think he could bear being rejected by the angel, who he had grown to somehow eternally long for. He had never so much as had a boyfriend under the over protective reign of his father, hell he had never had a real kiss at that. All the feelings that were exploding and spreading throughout his body were new and exciting to him and he wanted to explore every single one of them.Reaching up he began to clumsily remove the angels shirt, stopping the kiss for only a moment in order to slide the now open garment down Yurims shoulders.

 

Taking advantage of the others surprise in order to nip and lick at his neck, panting in Yurims ear slightly before nipping at the lobe and tugging it between his teeth. His skin was growing very hot and his eyes were fading to a deep silvery gray and seemingly swirled in his deep gaze, he could feel the weird sensation of his eyes but was to preoccupied to pay it much mind so simply ignored it by closing his eyes and using the opportunity to feel the others body even more. Nipping at the neck before suckling at an area on it, pulling back a bit and fluttering his eyes back open to stare into the angels own endlessly deep ones. He knew that he wanted the other and he knew that wanted Yurim and he knew he had to have him, forever. Panting against the lips before raising his arms up a bit Take me... his mind whispered the invitation that his body and eyes were also conveying. Feeling the garmet removed from his torso he gasped at the feeling of the cool air hitting his body, his was blushing up to the tip of his ears. His skin was hot to the touch, this would be growing dangerous if the elf grew hotter, that is why his kind were so scarce as it was. If there body became to hot it was problematic, and many died if they attempted intercourse. It took skilled partners that usually had to do it in cool water or other varying methods.

[707]

Take me...

 

Yurim breathed sharply as Ashton's voice penetrated the haze that was clouding his brain. The sound was breathy and it left the angel wanting. He nodded lightly, stroking the elf's cloth covered thigh in an attempt to regain some semblance of control. Yurim knew that this was Ashton's first time, what he was doing was evidence enough. But he also knew the problem. The Prince had often times told him that he didn't do well in hot temperature and from the way that the angel could feel him, he knew that it could be dangerous.

 

Not really having enough control yet, Yurim nuzzled the elf's clavicle and bit down on the spot where the skin was thinnest. He smiled, continuing the trail of nips and licks down to one of the prince's nipples. Then inspiration struck as the angel noticed Ashton's breath in the cold air. He could alter their temperature so that they generated minimal amount of heat. And so lost in the sensations that he was, Yurim forgot to take into consideration the possible side effects.

 

"We need to-" He gasped, cutting his statement short as their clothed erections rubbed against each other when he tried to sit up properly. Yurim swallowed hard, shaking his head a little to remind himself that he had something very important to do if he wanted them to continue with their activity. He pressed his forefinger on Ashton's chest, a soft glow illuminating it lightly as he did the same to himself. "It's necessary." He stated, answering the elf's unasked question.

 

Then he felt it. Everything got cold but in a pleasant way. There was still heat but it was easily disregarded as their activity turned more carnal. "There," Yurim stated breathily. "Now we don't need to worry about you being over heated."

 

He latched at the elf's neck, marking it with light nips and countless nibbles. He smirked lightly as Ashton whimpered. Yurim took the initiative to grope the prince's cloth covered rear, smiling in satisfaction that he was the first one allowed to do so. "Are you sure?" He asked, nibbling lightly on the elf's collar bone.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton's arms hung limply around the angels neck for a few minutes as he tried to gather his breath, his ears a pint tint all the way to the very tips of them. However he jolted lightly when he felt the hands with probing finger tips brush across his thigh, biting his own lip to suppress a moan that was slowly trying to elicit from his now swollen lips. He began to fall back from the other, struggling a bit to keep his hold on Yurims neck in order to keep himself up straight. The heat was beginning to cloud his mind a bit and he was finding it a bit hard to concentrate, such as one who may become drunk.

 

He tilted his head to the side a bit as the angel nuzzled his head into the smooth skin on the elves neck. Attempting to gather himself enough to thred his fingers up through the angels soft and lucious hair. Allowing his eyes to close lightly despite all of the things that were happening now he began to nod off on the angels shoulder, jolting back away when he felt the teeth sink lightly into his skin. His moves were sluggish as he felt the trail of heat travel down his neck, then chest. He was all but humming in anticipation, he panting quicker as he shifted in the angels lap.

 

When they other sat up, or attempted to, his grip loosened once more causing him to cling tighter to the other and there erections to press even harder together. This time, despite his lips being pursed he low moan escaped his lips, he mused softly as he tried to help the other continued what he was tying to say, yet he was afraid Yurim was going to say that they needed to stop, he did not think he could take it if they stoped this far into this. However he frowned slightly in confusion when he felt the finger against his chest.

 

Looking to Yurim in confusion he immediatly felt the cool sensation wash over him, his entire body shook as it slowly sunk in. His eyes went into a very vibrant shade of blue as they seemed to swirl in joy, it had been a long time since his mind had been so clear, since his body had felt so cool.

 

Attacking the angels lips once more, now with not just longing but also gratitude. He pressed against the others erection once more, eliciting a moan from himself as he felt his body riveting in pleasure, however he was not used to being so....aware of his self. She shifted slightly and scrapped his knee against a rock and noticed that is seemed to hurt quite a bit more than such a wound usually would. However his mind was brought back to the pleasure as he felt rolls of pleasure sprind through his body, a deep need he had neve felt before was bubbling to the surface. Pressing down against the angels hands he crashing his lips to the others once more before muttering between breaths "Yes..."

[707]

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"Yes..."

 

Yurim growled lightly, pulling on Ashton's pants as the elf's erection sprang free. He stared in fascination, throwing the prince's pants on a nearby corner. Ashton's erection was as elegant as he was. The pink head bobbing slightly up and down, as if winking at the angel, pearls of pre-come dripping slightly from the tip. He reached up and pulled the elf in a searing kiss, noting that the pleasure was more pronounced. He bit Ashton's lower lip and took advantage of his gasp of surprise to map the elf's mouth with his tongue. He took hold of the prince's erection, pumping it slowly and almost giggled at the whimper that he swallowed.

 

He flicked his tongue lightly, teasing Ashton's as he withdrew it and groaning as the elf followed. Yurim exhaled a breath as they parted, a string of saliva still connecting them. He leaned in slightly, licking the trail of drool on Ashton's chin and immediately plunging back in, still not stopping the light strokes of his hand on the elf's erection.

 

After a couple more minutes of sinful kissing, Yurim noticed that Ashton's grip on his hair had turned to vice. He stopped their kiss and the motions of his hand, noting with a satisfied smirk at how the Elf shuddered. He smiled lightly, laying the panting prince down his discarded cloak and had to bite his lip at the half lidded look the other gave him.

 

Yurim hummed, nipping the very tip of Ashton's ear before burrowing behind it with his nose, nipping at the tender, sensitive ridge of bone just there. He smiled lightly, moving his assault on the elf's neck to his chest and nipples. The angel chuckled, nibbling on one of the elf's nipple and used his finger to lightly scrape the other one. The prince's moans and groans were growing louder and it was something that he treasured to hear.

 

The angel eased back, caressing Ashton's thighs before giving the elf's erection one long lick. Yurim smirked, looking up and staring directly at the prince's sapphire eyes as he mouthed his erection. He was gonna make sure that Ashton remembered his first time. Explicitly. He bobbed his head from a fast pace then to a slower one while his tongue swirled around the head and prodded the slit. And doing it over again. He knew that the elf was close with his moaning and spasmodic jerking, it was just a matter of time before he came. Yurim gave one hard and long suck, using his teeth to scrape the head of the elf's erection as Ashton came with a shout, his come filling Yurim's mouth. The angel swallowed but some of the prince's come dribbled down his chin, his own erection straining under the tightness that was now his pants.

 

"Ready for the main event?" He asked sinfully, licking his lips as he stared at Ashton's heaving frame.

[~Ashton~]

Ashtons eyes went wide, blushing hard as he felt the cool air hit his erection, frowning slightly as he felt it as almost painful. It was like he had jumped straight from a warm bath into a frozen lake, the feeling was new to him and confused him as much as anything else. His breath stopped as he followed the angels gaze to his erection, reaching down to cover himself but he was distracted when he felt himself pulled forward. Forgetting his erect member now out in the open for a moment as electricity rocketed through him, eliciting from the angels lips which molded with his own in perfect sync. Gasping softly he felt the others tongue slip in, his tongue admitting defeat and giving the others dominance almost immediately.

 

He reached around shakily to move his hands higher in the angels hair, as though Yurim was his sole remaining hold on the real world, if he let go he would surely be lost in this onslaught of pleasure sensation. Physically jolting up as he felt the firm, calloused hand close around his very erect member. Pre seeping out over the others hand, blushing softly as he began to shake.

 

However he shook due to a mixture of things, he shook because of the pleasure that was over whelming him, he shook because of the fear as well, the fear of what the angel was doing to him. He found himself lustful and wanting, he had always been a rather naive and innocent young boy, never realling longing for affection in any way such as this. He had always wanted a girl friend or things like that, but he had never had any idea that he may one day desire sex or things of that nature.

 

He was scared, but he pushed it back because knew that above all of that he was lustful, so lustful. The once innocent and sometimes clueless look that he wore was gone and replaced with one of desire, his eyes grew a cloudy gray and his lids lowered a large bit. A choked sob threatened to raise from his throat but he suppressed and disguised it with a moan. Arching his lower back towards the angel to attempt to try and force more contact between the angels hand and his throbbing eection.

 

He felt Yurim pull away from him and let out a small, almost mute, sound of protest as he attempted to follow those full lips. Moaning softly in appriciation as he felt the tongue return to slip between his anticipating lips. There seem to be a heat building inside of him, however it was not one of temperature, but one of a great intensity. His grip did not loosen as he was laid back, allowing very little distance between him and the angel. He watched Yurim through a hazy gaze, trying to figure out what could be going on behind those lustful eyes that hovered over him like a predator. His eyes were heavy, the pleasure seemingly trying to force them close, tilting his head to the side so the other could better access his ear and nape, letting out a light gasp as he felt his member jolt in the other hand as his ear was nipped. Bitting into his lip hard enough to draw blood and whimpering lightly in pain, however he paid it no mind as the pressure in his lower regions began to grow. A tear fell down his cheek as he jolted upwards, feeling his nipple attacked caused him to yearn deeply for more.

 

Whimpering softly when he glanced down and saw Yuims head between his legs, that image alone made him harder still. The moment Yurims lips were over his own he cried out, his back off the ground as his head tilted back, seemingly crying out to the heavens. With that he was completly gone, his mind wiped clean of everything but this pleasure that had finally taken over him, with one last stuggled breath he cried out louder, his voice echoing through the cave and rebounding, imagies of his scrunched face could be seen reflected in stray ice as he released heavily into the others mouth. When he finished he fell back, more tired than he had ever been before. His head lolled to the side as he panted quickly, looking up and giving Yurim an almost scarred look."H-how can th-ere be more?" He murmured his voice just above a whisper.

[707]

"H-how can th-ere be more?"

 

"Just watch." Yurim answered lewdly, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them halfway down his thighs, freeing his erection which was now a dark red in color. It almost looked painful and in a way it was. "There, at least I won't be smothering myself." He chuckled in jest.

 

He crawled up Ashton's still trembling body and planted searing kiss on the elf's swollen lips, making the other taste himself. He pulled back slightly, inserting his index and middle finger in the prince's mouth. "Make it as wet as possible. It's necessary." He stated, sucking in a breath as the elf did as he was told

 

Yurim hummed lightly, sucking and biting on the skin where Ashton's neck met his shoulder. The angel didn't know why but he just wanted to mark the elf. He hadn't done that to Michael. And he was surprised to note that he didn't really care. They may have just met but Yurim knew that Ashton was something else, in a way that did not consider his race. It was something more on who he was rather than what he was.

 

He gently pried Ashton's mouth open and withdrew his fingers, chuckling lightly and replacing them with his lips. Yurim walked his fingers down Ashton's chest, through his stomach and against his erection before lightly pressing his index finger on the elf's entrance. "Shhhh. Easy." He whispered against Ashton's lips when the elf stiffened. Yurim started pumping the prince's already half hard erection, noting how his muscles seemed to relax.

 

He smiled lightly, continuing his assault on Ashton's neck as his finger slipped in easily. "Relax." Yurim murmured against skin, his finger pushing in only to pull out and push in again. He continued nuzzling and biting the elf's neck as he inserted another finger, Ashton stiffening predictably. " Steady." Yurim whispered in his ear, nudging his thighs a bit to ease some of the elf's discomfort.

 

"That's it." Praised Yurim, thrusting his fingers in and out, scissoring them on each pull down, stretching Ashton's entrance for what was to come. On the next push in, he sought Ashton's prostate and prodded it. He grinned at the elf's strangled cry. Sometimes the first time was the most extreme, the pleasure so new and so peculiar.

 

Yurim continued working the elf's erection and his prostate until Ashton was writhing in abandon, fucking the angel's fist and fingers at the same time. "Are you ready?" He asked, his voice gravely low with his own desire and need.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton was still, laying beneath the larger male as he tried to gather his quickening breaths.There mere idea made him quiver with anticipation and curiosity. His eyes scanned Yurims form and watched as his pants were pulled lower, eyes going wide at the large erection that sprang free, he was impressed by the large size of it.

 

For a moment, with his cheeks a bright red, he began to reach for it, not knowing if Yurim was hinting at the elf to return the favor that had just been bestowed upon him. However before he could he was flattened back once more against the cave floor as the angel once again loomed over him like a hungry predator. He tilted his head into the kiss, meeting his lips with Yurims as he shakily threded his fingers back through the others hair.

 

He could taste his salty extract on Yurims tongue and closed his eyes lightly, trying to collect what little barrings he was holding onto. Panting softly he gave Yurim a wary look as he did as he was told, parting his swollen lips he took in the two fingers. Closing his lips around them he sucked hard, circling his tongue around and over the digits he made sure to coat them effectively. Jolting lightly he shifted in discomfort as his length began to steadily harden once more, as he felt the teeth sink into his neck.

 

He arched up again as he felt a particular pleasure shoot up his spine as his length and the others made contact, his head lolled to the side even as he continued to suck on the fingers. He felt his entire body humming with pleasure, slow, stimulating and sensual. Whimpering slightly when the fingers slipped from his swollen lips, for now he had no distraction from the current heat that was building up below them. It almost scared the boy, this pleasure was something that allowed Yurim to hold complete control over him.

 

Panting softly against the others lips he moaned lightly against them, Gasping softly as one of the slick fingers swept across his hightened nipple. His head swam in pleasure, jerking up and stiffening as he felt fingers probe at his entrance. He really had no idea what sex was, so he gave the other a wild, questioning look. Not having the energy to voice a protest, gasping and whimpering as his breathly moans were swallowed by the other. He simply could not take this, his vision blurred with pleasure, pressing his throbbing member up as he felt the stimulation around it build and build.

 

Turning his head to the side he froze, he could see himself in a reflection off of a block of ice. His eyes widened as he gazed at the image in awe. His hair was ascew and clung to his head, his lips were large and plump from the various nips at them. His eyes were half lidded and blurry with pleasure, a strand of siliva clung to his lips. His coulod see his chest was heaving heavily, and the shifting around of the others head as he continued his attack on Ashtons neck, shifting lightly he noted the various bite and hicky marks and thought.

 

Who am I...

 

His thoughts were cut off as he felt the fingers slip inside of him, crying out softly as pain rocketed his spine. His hands flew up and glasped onto Yurims arms, tears fell from his eyes quicker now. However after a few moments of this he began to calm, trying to focus on the pleasure Yurim was blessing upon his neck. Soon the pain fadded becoming only displeasure and then the pleasure came. His back visibly arching from the ground as he jerked, spasming as pleasure not even close to that of before shook him to the very core. His body acting of it's own accord as he shifting around to math the angels prodding rymth, he left the angels uestion unanswered, not having the attention to here it.

[707]

Yurim's hands left his body, only to grasp Ashton's hips and hold them steady. The angel noted that the elf stiffened again when he rubbed the blunt head of his erection on the place where his fingers had been. "Relax." He instructed again, pushing a bit forward and biting his lip until it bled. Ashton was just TOO tight. "Please, relax." Yurim breathed, gripping his sanity and stopping himself from just ramming into the elf. He exhaled a long slow breath as he felt the prince slowly relax, his walls releasing their vice like grip on his erection, even for a bit.

 

"You're doing good." He praised, pushing a bit more so that the entire head disappeared from his view. Then more as he removed one of his hands, from Ashton's hips, to stroke the elf's erection. "Open up a bit more." Yurim gritted through his teeth, wondering if he should have prepared the elf more. It looked as though his size was too much for the small prince. He shook his head, maybe next time. It was just too late now.

 

Yurim exhaled a surprised breath as Ashton opened up completely, his erection sliding in quickly with a bit of difficulty before the tip rested perfectly on Ashton's prostate. And the tightness returned at the elf's surprised pleasure. "F-fuck!" The angel breathed, sweat rolling down from his forehead, down to his nose and on to the prince's heaving chest. "Re-relax." He stated again, resuming his strokes on Ashton's erection with his now trembling hand.

 

When Ashton thrust his hard length on Yurim's hand, the angel pulled back and filled him completely. Their movements were awkward and uncoordinated at first, but once they established a working rhythm, their bodies surged together and apart as if they'd been doing this forever. Yurim continued to tug and squeeze Ashton's erection, adding a twist of his wrist each time his hand met the base of the elf's shaft. The angel noted that Ashton had subsided into breathless moans and cries of pleasures, signaling that he was close. Yurim could understand. Without the heat that came with intercourse, the sensations were much, much more pronounced. It was like their skins were over sensitized and every soft caress was a pinch.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton shifted up lightly, moaning softly as he felt himself pressed back to the ground. A soft whine escaped from his lips as he was denied grinding against the other. Stiffening slightly as he tried to grind once more and was denied, jerking a bit when he felt the others hand wrap around his member once more. The more the other pushed forward the farther back his head tilted, his mouth a gap in a silent scream, weather it was from pleasure or pain he could not tell, all that he did know was that it was intense.....very intense. He felt the cool breath in his ear and shivered softly as he heard the soothing words and visibly relaxed a bit.

 

He felt his walls begin to relax, the other still seem gigantic however not as big as he seemed a few moments ago. When he felt the pleasure begin to eminate from his own member once more caused him to shift up towards the hand, jolting lightly when he also felt Yuims head shift inside him at the same time. Hearing the others comment he let out a shaky laugh "L-losen up Hmmm? N-not that easy..." He murmured softly, trying to form proper sentences despite his current situation.

 

Despite that he was feeling a bit looser he could not help the tears that still fell, his was not finding pleasure in Yurims member but the slow stimulation of his length caused him to once more harden painfully. Crying out as he felt Yurim slide all the way inside of him, he gasped softly as the large tears fell from his large eyes. He did not get it, was this not supposed to feel good? He did not understand and he was beginning to grow scared, he searched the others face for an answer.

 

"Y-yurim?" He asked softly, he could feel the pleasure begin once again only this time it did not over whelm him, he was to busy trying to focus on how to make the others member fit better. He moaned and bit into his wrist to silence himself, jerking back in surprise at it hurting far more than it should have. He felt the head of Yurim hit something inside him that sent any reason scattering, reaching up he tugged as Yurims hair one last time before releasing heavily. His entire body flexing one last time before he collapsed down, gasping for air. He was so tired, very very tired, his glanced back one last time at the image of him. Noting the particularly large hickey on his neck he reached up, placing his hands on it softly to trace the contours. His eyes drooped softly as he panted, glancing up he began to cry, reaching up and clinging to the others chest. He was scared, he did not want to lose this man in his grasp...ever.

 

[707]

Yurim sucked in a breath as Ashton's inner walls promptly clenched his erection with such force that he thought he'd never get it back. He moved inside the elf twice more before he came inside the prince, growling a breath as he did so.

 

Then everything was quiet, except their panting breaths and the soft sobs that Ashton was making. Yurim sat up, not even bothering to take himself out from the prince and taking Ashton with him and holding the sobbing teen close.

 

"Shhhhh." Was the only thing that the angel could whisper, not even trusting himself to be able to form coherent words yet. After their rather intense activity, after the pleasure, Yurim knew that the emotional tsunami would come next. They didn't know much about each other but he knew that he never wanted to let go. Never wanted to leave even if that meant that he won't be able to return to the Golden City.

 

"I'm here." Yurim whispered, helping Ashton curl himself closer to his chest. Now the angel had different reasons to protect the prince. His Prince, he corrected himself. He continued to murmur soft and sweet nothings to the still trembling elf, letting the other use his chest as would someone use a pillow when they were upset. He continued nuzzling and kissing Ashton's hair, still being hopeful that this activity would just bring them closer and not separate them. Yurim didn't know if he could take the latter of the two if it happened.

[~Ashton~]

Ashton felt himself physically shaking, his arms were pulled to his chest as he hugged himself lightly. His large orbs were staring as his member, realizing he was still fully naked he shifted slightly. With a shaky hand he reached out and picked up his shirt from before,not bothering to put it on but setting it in his lap in order to cover himself.

 

He felt terrible, for being so distraught when Yurim had just gone through all of that. He had made him feel so good but it simply escalated to much for the young boy, his entire body was still ringing with sensation as he was still trying to calm himself down.

 

He heard the the calming tones whisper in his ear and tilts his head towards them, nuzzling his face into the others neck softly. Reaching up subconsciously, he took a hold of the necklace that hung around his neck. Holding it tightly as he used to do when he was upset as a child, if he was ill or hot he would simply stroke the pendant that always emitted a cooling air. He hiccuped in the others arms and choked back a sob, trying to stop the insistent cries that were escaping from his lips.

 

He felt the arms circle around him and pull him to the angel tighter and slowly calmed, his sobs quieted and he visibly relaxed. He lay still in the arms that were around him reaching up silently and playing with the hair that hung just above his face. Twirling a stray strand of it he smiled slowly "I'm sorry, I did not mean to cry....it wasn't that I did not like it...In fact I really liked it a lot..." He was scrambling for the correct words to say, he was trying to convey that he ...well he did not know what he was trying to say, he loved it he did but it was so strong. His large orbs began to fill with tears once more as he kept trying to form the words. Subsiding with nothing he simply sighed, sagging against the warm chest and allowing his eyes to droop, allowing himself to sink into sleep.

[707]

"I'm sorry, I did not mean to cry....it wasn't that I did not like it...In fact I really liked it a lot..."

 

Yurim hummed, smiling lightly as Ashton began to calm, exhaling a light breath as he fell asleep. As much as what the elf had said, he knew that they wouldn't be doing this again for some time and he understood why. He might not have shown it, but the feelings and sensations were extreme for him too. It still was.

 

He'd been with Michael, no doubt about that. But Yurim just knew that this was more. Just something more. He have not felt such intense emotions, even for Michael. It was like they were just fond of each other and maybe screwed around from time to time. With Ashton it was different. They just met, yes but there was something there and the angel may not be able to take it if the prince returned to his usual cold self.

 

Yurim sighed lightly, resting his head above Ashton's and closing his eyes. He would make sure that they finished the mission and maybe he could stay with the elf. He had no wings anymore and that meant that he wasn't allowed in the Golden City. Still allowed in Eden but only for a time. And as for him being the protector of the Well of Souls, that could be remedied. He could pass the privileged title to someone else or maybe return it to the Archon.

 

He smiled lightly, nuzzling the elf's hair and inhaling his crisp and minty scent coupled with various odors but it was pleasant, if not a bit intoxicating. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.