Page 11 of Henry & the Dragon
It seemed a simple thing, but Henry was so nervous, he kept losing his hold. Especially when a fluid weeped from the tip, and coated Henry’s fingers. It was clear, and warm and….
“Is this an orgasm?”
“No, not yet,” Kai said, his voice taking on a dreamy quality. “That precedes it. If you keep going, it will happen soon.”
Henry stroked up and down, and once he figured out the rhythm, he found it to be quite enjoyable. Especially the way Kai’s eyes drifted shut, and his hips canted as he pressed into Henry’s hand.
“Oh, Henry. You could tempt the strongest of men,” Kai gasped. “I… I…. Ungh!”
He pushed up once, twice more, and then a fluid burst from his rod, thick and warm. It dribbled down Henry’s hand, and pooled on Kai’s stomach. Kai gasped for breath, his eyes squeezed shut. As he was not looking, Henry decided to be daring. He swept a finger through the remnants on Kai’s skin and brought it to his mouth. It had a sweet, but also a bit salty flavor. It wasn’t exactly a burst on his tongue, but more an earthy flavor that filled Henry’s mouth, and made him eager for more.
Kai lay there, his chest heaving. He looked beautiful in repose, and Henry felt blessed to be here with him. When Kai tugged Henry down beside him, it was an easy choice to make. He pressed close to Henry, the fluids on him warming Henry’s skin. This was, by far, the most intimate thing Henry had ever done. Ever dared of doing. Kai moved slowly, languidly, as he covered Henry’s body with his own, placing kisses on Henry’s cheeks, lips, eyes, throat.
“You are magnificent, Henry. Never have I felt like this before.”
“Nor I,” Henry assured him.
“There are still so many things I wouldst do with you. For now, however, the sun is beginning its trek toward the horizon, and we should—“
“No.”
Kai’s eyes widened. “Are you well?”
Was he? His aches had all but disappeared, except now one was forming in his heart.
“I have no wish to leave you.”
Kai brushed a hand through Henry’s hair, weaving the strands through his fingers. “Nor I, but you yourself said you needed to return, and though I am loathe to let it be so, I also have no desire to see damage done to you if you’re late.” He pressed his lips to Henry, who opened his mouth to Kai. It seemed to startle Kai for a moment, but then he touched his tongue to Henry’s. When he drew away, Henry chased Kai’s mouth. “As I said, you are a temptation that I find near impossible to resist. Only your safety is more important.”
Though he claimed it so, Kai moved slowly, seemingly unwilling to stop touching Henry. When he got to Henry’s stomach, he must have realized that his spend was there, and he bent down and laved the area with his tongue, clearing away the remnants.
“I taste good on you, my dear. Wouldst I had time to savor the flavors of your skin.”
Henry groaned. “And you say I’m a temptation.”
One last sweep of his tongue, and Kai stood, then reached down to help Henry up.
“Remain here. I shall go fetch your ghost moss. I shan’t be gone but a short time. If you wish to clean your body, there is a small stream over the hill to the west.”
Kai grabbed the basket, and plunged into the forest. Henry stood, dazed by the speed Kai possessed. Henry himself was exhausted. He’d had an… what did Kai call it? Orgasm? Strange word, but if Kai said it was so, then Henry would believe him. Still, it seemed as though it took a small part of his energy with it.
Not that he minded. He’d been with a man. No, he’d been with Kai.
“That was a very stupid thing to do,” Kai muttered as he went deeper into the woods. He would have to go home soon, and that would leave Henry here, unprotected. Would Henry want to have sex with others? What dangers would that put him in? “How could you do that to him?” he chastised himself.
He grabbed handfuls of the black moss with the thin white veins running through it and angrily stuffed it into the basket. Damn Neron for making Henry do this. These woods were dangerous, and Kai had seen bandits enter them, probably hoping to hide out. That was generally followed by a bloodcurdling scream that ripped through the air, and then was cut off with a gurgle. That was often followed by the crunch of bone and loud tearing of flesh. Kai shuddered at the thought Henry could fall prey to one of the creatures that dwelled within.
He quickened his pace, not wanting Henry to be alone for any length of time. He should be safe, as long as he didn’t enter the woods, but sometimes animals were attracted by the scent of a person, and now that his scent was mingled with Henry’s, Kai had little doubt that would draw the creatures out in search of their combined spoor.
Henry… Kai sighed. How different things were now that he’d met the man. It was Kai’s intent to finish his assignment, then leave and return home with his bounty. Now? Going home no longer seemed as appealing. How could it be that a man he’d only known a day, was more appealing than seeing his family again?
How could it be that Henry’s scent, his taste, his reactions all screamed that this man was meant to be Kai’s home. Something precious he would protect to his death. Kai wished he could speak to his parents. Perhaps they could help him understand this need to envelop Henry and become a shield to keep all others at bay. Especially Neron. Why would anyoneneed or want to hurt Henry? He was a shining example of what everyone should strive to become.
No. Henry wasn’t meant to be a servant to one such as Neron. Or to anyone. To cage him was akin to keeping a beautiful bird locked away, where none would ever lay eyes on its plumage. He was meant to be free, to fly as high as his imagination could take him. Already he’d learned the uses of plants others had dismissed, and that was without any resources. How much could Henry accomplish if he was simply given the chance by someone who believed in him?
And Kai wanted to be that person! He wished to be the one who’d praise Henry for his discoveries. Who’d be the one to remind Henry to eat when he was so deep in thought that he missed dinner. Who would take him to bed, and wrap around him and hold him so tight they’d become one person. He wished to be buried inside Henry’s body. To have his seed bind them together.
Even if he knew it wasn’t to be.
