;;Into the Woods;; {{18+ Atemluver and Ciel}}

[Atemluver]

Lazaro had his eyes shut for just a little over a half an hour, before he felt the small spirit's hands grasp onto his shirt. He slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them slightly. Was the spirit still afraid that he was going to hurt him? What could cause the teen to be this tense in his time of slumber? He embraced the spirit a little tighter trying to convey the fact that he was harmless, hoping to ease the teens tension at least a little.

 

Now fully awake he figures that the spirit will probably be hungry after his nap, and quietly rummages through his bag for some food, careful not to wake the spirit. He pulls out a package of some dried jerky and some cheese and a couple slices of bread. Did the spirit even eat meat? Surely he wouldn't harm the animals in the forest....or maybe...he eats human flesh? Lazaro quickly shakes the idea from his brain not wanting to ponder on the thought for much longer. Either way bread tastes better when toasted, so he gathers a few sticks around the sleeping bag and pulls out his lighter making a small fire to place the bread slices on.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The small spirit opened his eyes as the other began to move, not liking the feeling of the other moving around him while he was trying to sleep. Glancing, to see what he was doing, the young druid nearly panicked, his eyes going wide once he saw the flames.

"No! Don't do that! Please stop!" There was fear in his eyes, and that wasn't something good for him... he did bad things when he acted out of fear. Tugging on the man's sleeve, he was acting rather frantically, "Please! I don't want to hurt you! Please stop the fire!" There were tears forming in his eyes. He didn't want to hurt the man, but if he had to, he would. The fear in his eyes wasn't fading away, it was growing more intense with the seconds that the flames continued to burn and smolder..

"Please....stop..."

[Atemluver]

Just as he had started the fire he noticed the small spirit started to stir from his slumber. "Good morn..ing" he began to say until he noticed the spirits worry. Over a small fire of already dead tree branches? His confusion washed over him as he wondered why this was such a problem. These were branches that had already died and succumbed to natures way, it was not like he took the life out of him. He thought for sure that he was not wrong in his judgement, this was how his master taught him. But seeing as how the spirit was reacting he quickly put out the fire.

 

'Shhh it's okay it's out now see. Sorry. They were already decomposing sticks, I was certain that it was fine for me to use them...but if you don't want me too it's fine, I'll be more careful now, so it's okay"

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The young boy glanced at the sticks and murmured, "I don't allow fires in my forest... if it's not controlled, it will spread, and will burn down the whole forest." His voice seemed rather tense, and a bit more serious than it was before. When it came to the forest, he wasn't as ditzy and cute as he was before, he was a bit dull, and put things bluntly... he decided that just saying it how it actually was, was probably the best way to tell someone what they were doing was wrong.

"What were you doing with that anyways? Fire is dangerous and harmful...and...annoying..." murmured the young man, glancing at the ginger , one of his slightly long ears twitched in annoyance. What was the point in fire anyways? It was warm out, there was sunlight, so there was no need for a fire. It wasn't like he cooked, so he wouldn't really know.

[Atemluver]

The man blinked a few times, surprised that the previously small and fragile teen could speak in such a demanding, serious tone. 'Well the fire was controlled. It was small and I am pretty skilled so I know that it wouldn't spread any farther into the forest.... I don't know if you spirits eat...but I was just toasting some of the bread for you, it always tastes better toasted... I didn't get to toast both pieces but you can have the one I toasted.' Lazaro extended out to the small spirit the piece of bread that he had toasted, topped with some melted cheese. He decided against putting jerky on the slice of cheese bread just in case the spirit didn't eat meat.

 

'Its good, try some.'

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

"People think that fire can be controlled...but really, it's unpredictable. And once it starts, it's hard to put out." grumbled the spirit with a pout, crossing his small arms across his chest in a bit of defiance. Inhaling heavily, he gazed at the food and cocked his head the slightest bit. "I haven't eaten any bread in almost 900 years." murmured the young spirit as he gazed at the other's hand. Carefully, he took the still slightly warm bread in his hand, still holding a slightly suspicious look in his eyes as he glanced up at the ginger-haired man, before quietly taking a small bite. He looked delighted when he did, a small smile on his lips, and his eyes shutting with delight at the warmness that slid down his throat.

 

"It's not required that I eat food, though I do admit, I appreciate the act of eating...it makes me feel....more alive...I can't really say that I'm alive, nor am I dead. I have the mortality of an elf...but the same, disgusting blood as a human. The only reason why I probably haven't at least grown a few human years is due to the fact that I have a curse on my soul...I can't really age past the human age of "19" and the elven age of 100."

[Atemluver]

Lazaro smiled in relief as he watched the teen eat the bread, and to enjoy it. "You see, there are some good things that can come from fire. To be honest I think fire resembles life." Lazaro sat back and stated up at the blue sky through the lush brush of the trees. "Life begins with a spark, and continues to burn until it looses the will to keep going. If used right it can create wonders...but if used wrong it can destroy everything in its path." He let out a gently sigh before looking back over at the spirit. "But you are right, it can't be controlled, much like a life. And this is your forest and I need to play by your rules, sorry." He speaks with a gentle smile.

 

Lazaro listens to the words of the spirit, and the story of his age, and how he feels of his existence. "It may be ignorant of me to say....but I don't believe all human blood is bad, nor is all elven blood holy. As they say power is neither good nor evil, it all depends on how you use it. I don't believe just because I was born a Human I was destined to kill and destroy, nor if I was born an elf that my blood was pure. Rather I think it depends on the soul of the person. So I don't think you should label yourself 'bad' or 'disgusting' based off of the vessel your soul was born into, rather you should judge it based on what is in here." He spoke softly and calmly to the spirit, and and he spoke the word 'here' he lightly tapped by the spirits heart with his hand, before flashing a gentle smile.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The young boy listened the the other speak, his ears twitching when he heard something that sparked his interest. Nodding to the other as he chewed on his bread, he let out a small huff as he was done eating, and crawled back into the human's lap, yawning softly before murmuring, "You really are an unique human...you seem rather intelligent, unlike your human brothers." He rubbed the crumbs off of his mouth quietly before he rested his head on the others' shoulder, a small huff escaping his lips as he then murmured, "And...I'm not quite sure if there is anything 'there' anymore...I mean...sure, I can be killed, lets be honest, we can all die... but I can never feel my own heartbeat when I'm all alone...which is almost all of the time. The only time I can actually feel alive is when a human touches me...isn't that a sad existence? Only able to feel your own heartbeat when something you hate so much touches you?" His voice held a bit of sadness in it. Though, the heartbeat he was talking about was rather faint, lightly beating in his chest as he basically straddled the other, sighing quietly.

[Atemluver]

As the small teen made his way to Lazaros lap, he gently pets the spirits hair while listening to his words. His expression saddens as he hears the spirit talk about how he feels that nothing is "there" within him. He lets out a gentle sigh before answering, "Of course there is something "there", there is something "there" inside of all living creatures no matter how big or how small. Also, not all living things have a definite heart beat. If you listen to the trunk of a tree can you hear anything? Well maybe you can since you are special, but most creatures cannot, but you know that the tree has life, and a spirit." Lazaro silently brings his hand up to the teens chest again before asking, "Well do you hate me? I am a human. Am I that disgusting?"

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

"I just...don't know if I'm alive or not. Everyone calls me a druid or a spirit. All I can feel is pain whenever a human stabs me. If an elf tries, it doesn't work, if a mermaid tried, it wouldn't work...how am I alive if I'm just a spirit?" questioned the teen quietly as he wrapped his arms around the other's neck as he placed a hand against his chest once more, "You're not disgusting... you're....unlike any human I've ever met... and you haven't tried to hurt me or the forest yet...you're a nice human..." The pulse in his chest grows slightly quicker when the hand was placed directly above it... though based on where the others' hand was, the pulse grew fainter and fainter.

[Atemluver]

Lazaro reached his hand out to the teens face, stroking his cheek gently. "Why of course you are alive, and I can prove it to you," He speaks calmly but has a faint spark in his eyes. He wants to show the teen that this world isn't quite as bad as he thinks it is, and that he has a meaning for being here.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The young spirit blinked a few times, his cheek growing warm to the touch as the other cupped it. His eyes were soft, though confused, the dark red in them not as menacing as they were before. He quietly asked, "H-How...can you do that? Are you going to use a spell? Or some sort of potion? Or..break the curse?" His eyes looked a bit hopeful as he looked at the other's face, crimson orbs curious.

[Atemluver]

Lazaro chuckled at the teens innocent response. I guess it could be a form of magic, if one thought of it in that kind of a light. "Well I suppose you could call it that. I've never tried it before, but I've heard that It can be addicting if done right." He spoke gently as he stroked the teens cheek. "I do not believe you told me your name yet. It doesn't work too well if I don't know your name."

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

"Something addicting? That doesn't sound like something all that great to me..." murmured the spirit quietly as the other rubbed a thumb against his cheek, "My...name...right...my name is Caddell." It was a Gaelic name that meant "battle". It didn't seem to suit him all that well at first glance... but it truly did, at least on the inside it did. "What...do you plan on doing?" His voice was a bit tedious, as if he were scared.

[Atemluver]

"Caddell huh. Its a beautiful name." Lazaro moves his hand to pet Caddell's hair as he speaks. "Don't worry, we can stop the spell at any time." He says softly as he brings his lips to Caddell's forehead. "All you need to do is tell me." He moves in closer again and this time he brings his lips to the teens lips, pulling Caddell closer by his waist. He kisses the teen gently, but with passion so the teen can tell that he is serious. "The spells called 'Love'," he whispered softly into Caddells ear.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The young spirit blushed faintly as the other stroked his hair... it made him a bit confused, but it felt nice. Though, he really got flustered when the man pressed his lips against his... the energy the the man gave off...was...amazing. Though he didn't really know how to react to this... he didn't know what he should do. "Lo-love...." He played with the word on his tongue for a few moments before saying, "C-can you teach me...?"

[Atemluver]

Lazaro smiled at the teens flustered words. "Of course. It's quite easy, it's like dancing. You feel it through your body." As he spoke he ran his hands gently down the sides of Caddells body, before resting his hands on the teens hips. He then cupped Caddells chin between his thumb and index finger before kissing the teen once again. He gently parted the teens lips and slipped his tongue inside.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The young druid's faintly dusted rose cheeks grew a heated vermillion when the other placed his lips back upon his. And that sickly sweet appendage... he allowed it in, enjoying the delicious, sinful feel of it. He wasn't used to it; no, he didn't know anything like it. Closing his eyes in pleasure, he timidly poked back against the other's tongue. It was obvious to feel that the young spirit had sharp teeth, almost like thorns... though, he didn't try to hurt the other what-so-ever with them, making sure not to bite down.

[Atemluver]

He pulled Caddell closer to him, as he felt the teens tongue timidly poke against his. As if to answer the teens timid response, he pushes his own tongue back against the teens, but with more force than he had previously used. He allows his tongue to roam around the spirits mouth, making wet noises as he continues their kiss. He takes one of his hands and brings it under the teens shirt, slowly drawing it up the length of Caddells chest.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The small spirit makes a small noise that was in between the noise of a whine and a moan as the other forced his tongue down more... he blushed darker at the sound of the wet noises that he heard coming from their mouths. He felt weird... like something was pooling in his lower abdomen... it felt rather..awkward, so to say, though it wasn't painful. Though he was mildly concerned as to what it was... When the other ran his hands up his shirt, another small noise came from Caddell's mouth, his toes curled the slightest bit... his ribs were rather ticklish and sensitive, along with his neck and collarbone.. it tickled to feel the shirt pulled up his ribs.

[Atemluver]

A small grin spreads over Lazaros face as he hears the soft moans coming from the teen. He waits a few seconds before removing both his tongue and mouth from the others face, a small trail of saliva still connecting the two when Lazaro removes his lips. "Whats this?" He whispers huskily into Caddells ear as his other hand moves down to Caddells crotch and lightly grabs the teens stiffening dick through his shorts. "Are you already half-hard from just a kiss?" He moves his tongue so that he is playfully licking Caddells ear as one of his fingers lightly pinch one of Caddells nipples.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

"W-what does that mean!?" He was far too innocent, his eyes growing wide. He felt confused for once. He was usually rather intelligent when it came to most things... but he didn't understand what he meant by "half hard". His large red eyes closed the slightest bit as another soft moan spilled from his mouth, loving the feeling of the other pinching is nipple with those large, beautiful fingers. He felt embarrassed... though this also felt amazing... he felt filthy... yet so pure at the same time. He felt horribly conflicted about this...

[Atemluver]

He smiles at the spirits innocent question, and decides to answer him. "It means that this.." he takes one of Caddells hands and places it over Caddells crotch so the teen can feel just how stiff his dick has grown. "Is half hard. It happens when you feel good from this.." as he says "this" his fingers pinch one of Caddells nipples with more force this time, as he peppers light kisses across the teens neck.

[{｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel]

The young teen nodded, his cheeks turning rather dark in color against his white skin, not knowing exactly what to do about this. His large crimson orbs closed as he cocked his head the slightest bit, revealing the flesh of his neck so the other could take more of it into his mouth. A small moaned left his mouth once more once his nipple was squeezed, his body trembling the slightest bit against the other, his mouth falling open the slightest bit in satisfaction.

[Atemluver]

As the teen was immersed in the pleasure from Lazaros touch, he took this opportunity to lift the teens shirt completely off. He admires Caddells pale skin and the light pink of the teens nipples, the teen was really quite cute. Lazaro then beings to lick from the teens neck down to one of his nipples, taking the hardened pink bud into his mouth. As his tongue plays with the teens nipple, his hand trails down to Caddells pants, and this time takes out the teens dick and begins to stroke it.