Date: Sun, 27 Jun 2004 23:07:12 -0400 (EDT)
From: Danny <twinkchaser@excite.com>
Subject: Love Magick Part 30

This is a work of fiction. It is straight out of my imagination, except for
most of the pagan practices mentioned. This is written for adults and if
you are not supposed to read this where you live, then please don't.


Part 30


The next morning, Ryan and I slept in.  I couldn't quite remember getting
home, but we woke together in our bed.  I looked down and saw that we were
nude, and our suits were hanging on the back of the door.  I looked over at
Ryan, and found his eyes looking at me.  He smiled and pulled me closer.

"Good morning love," I said and looked around the room.  The light streamed
through the window at a high angle so I looked at the clock.  It was nearly
eleven o'clock.  I stretched and suddenly felt the call of the bathroom.  I
jumped up and ran to the toilet.  The alcohol from the night before had
done a number on me.  My head was heavy and I ached all over.  I could
barely remember the odd dreams I had the night before.

I walked back into the bedroom and looked at Ryan still lying on the bed.
I shook his foot and he rolled over.  His cock popped up and looked
inviting.  I walked over to the bed, and crawled over him.  I licked his
nose and cheeks, tasting his salty skin.  He smiled and grabbed me, pulling
me closer.

"I can't remember if you got my ass last night."  I said with a laugh.

"I can't remember either.  Maybe we should do it now to make sure."  I
laughed and sat up, resting my ass on his belly.  I reached over to the
table and grabbed the lube.  I squeezed some onto my hand and rubbed it on
my hole.  Ryan reached between my legs and pressed his finger against my
pucker.  He massaged it for a moment and then slid the finger in.  I moaned
and rubbed his chest.  I pinched his nipples and played with them as he
worked on my ass.  I leaned forward a little and he pushed a second finger
in me.  I moaned again and pushed my hips down on his fingers.

"Ready," he asked, pulling his fingers out and reaching for the lube.

"More than ready," I said and lifted up so that he could position his cock
head at my hole.  He put some lube on his dick and rubbed it against my
ass.  He teased me, running the partly sheathed head along my crack.  He
pushed it against my pucker and I pushed down.  I felt the head enter me,
and the skin pull back.  He thrust his hips up to meet me as I settled down
on his rod.  I moved up slowly and then back down.  He moaned and reached
up to touch my face.  He caressed my cheeks and ran his hands through my
hair.  I leaned down on my knees to make it easier for him to reach me.  I
loved the feeling of his hands on my skin.

"I am going to cum," he moaned.  I smiled, thinking of how youth doesn't
always equal stamina.  I moved faster trying to bring him to a peak.  He
thrust his hips and moaned as he filled me with his seed.  I leaned down
and kissed him hungrily.  He rubbed my sweat covered back, and scratched me
softly.

"I am ready for breakfast," I said and climbed off of him.  He rolled over
on his side and watched me clean up.  I tossed him the towel I used and
looked out the window.

"You know, I had a weird dream last night," Ryan said as he climbed off of
the bed.  He walked into the bathroom to empty his bladder.  The meaning of
his words finally hit me.

"You had a weird dream too," I asked.  "I had a rather bad nightmare.  I
was glad when I woke up next to you."

"Really?  What were we drinking," he asked with a laugh.  "I had a
nightmare too.  You and I were attacked by your old girlfriend.  I wonder
what a therapist would say about that."  I ran to the bathroom and grabbed
Ryan by his shoulders.

"You dreamed what," I nearly screamed.  "Cecilia?"

"Yeah, um, August was actually Cecilia.  It was just a silly dream."  I
held his shoulders and looked into his eyes.

"I had the same dream."

"It's about time you boys got up," a voice said from the doorway.  It was
Marina leaning against the doorjamb with a glass of orange juice in each
hand.  I covered myself immediately, but Ryan just stood there.  He was in
shock, and not worried about modesty.  I grabbed a towel and handed it to
him.  He wrapped it around is waist and stepped towards Marina.

"So it really happened," he asked, taking the offered juice.

"Oh, it happened alright.  I suppose the stuff I gave y'all to help you
sleep, made it seem like a dream."  She handed me a glass of juice after I
had found myself a towel.  "I'll have to remember that next time I do
something stupid.  I'll just take some and it will have just been a dream."
She watched me working to stay covered and smiled.  "You are something
else, Caison.  Who do you think undressed you in the first place?  You
think I would leave you, groggy and naked to one of those lecherous witches
from the ball.  "Hell, Danny volunteered first."  I started laughing and
sat on the edge of the bed.

"It is my New Year's resolution to get him a boyfriend."  Ryan said as he
sat next to me.  Marina walked over to the suits and ran her hand across
the fabric.

"He needs it," she said and turned to walk out the door.

"Wait, what happened to Cecilia," I asked before she could leave.

"I wacked her with a bat," she said with a smile.

"No, I mean after that.  I remembered that," I said.

"Oh, well she is probably on her way to a dungeon in eastern Europe.  I
really don't know and really don't care.  As long as she is away from us."

"Here, here," Ryan said and tapped his juice glass to mine.  "What about
Steven's body?  How did the police handle that?"

"Don't you worry.  As long as anyone is concerned he slipped on a banana
peel.  They will take care of everything.  They know how to play ball.  The
press never gets it right anyway."  Marina smiled and crossed her arms.

"All that time she was in my home and I didn't know it.  She could have
killed Ryan, or me, at any time."  I looked down at the floor, looking back
to see if there were any clues I missed.  She must have taken off her
pentacle when she posed, and the glamour spell was quite impressive.  I
suddenly recalled a hazy memory from the night before.

"Now, one last thing.  What was that blue thing that formed between me and
Cecilia."  I looked over at Ryan to gauge his response.  He sat looking at
me with interest.

"I have no idea, doll.  I didn't see anything like that."  She walked over
and touched my cheek.  "You know who it was," she almost whispered.  She
caressed my cheek then suddenly slapped it.  "Now get a shower; you smell
like sex." she turned and walked out of the room.  A few moments later we
heard the front door close.

"Are you okay," Ryan asked after a few moments.  I looked over at his sad,
beautiful face and tried to smile.

"I will be fine.  How are you?"

"As long as I have you, I will always be okay."  A tear ran across my cheek
and fell.  Ryan reached out and caught it in mid air and closed his hand
into a fist.  I leaned forward and our lips touched.  We kissed until we
had to stop to catch our breath.  We fell into the bed and put off the
shower for another hour.

The End?

If you would like more, tell me.  I am toying with the idea of a sequel.
twinkchaser@excite.com