Lev's Tale Chapters 1-3

THE BOY HEROES FROM THE LAND OF ERIK (A Series of Epics)

Epic no. 4 -

Lev's Tale

By DamiJon

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Authors Note: This series is longer than any of the others posted. If you liked Aizen and Holt, you'll find those characters in this series as well. And if you enjoyed the Aranathra story, you'll like the next series that comes after this one, because characters from all stories are in it! Appreciate everyone that reads and emails to let me know that they want more and that I should keep going with this project. You're all awesome. Alright. Onto the story.

Chapter One.

Three months have gone by since the passing of Drew. It's a bristle night in early October, an orange harvest moon hanging in the sky, cold air brushing by. Further deep into the kingdom where various minority tribes live together, a young demon boy with extravagant blonde hair and deep red eyes sits outside of his temple on a tall tree stump softly playing his lute. His clothes are handmade, camouflage green, black shorts, and his ashen silver tail is curled around the stump. He sings a song about a warrior who has lost his love, and then his voice cracks. A girl laughs at him, then covers her face. A decent crowd watches him play as they eat and enjoy the music, generously offering him money into his top hat before they leave. He stops for a moment, stretching out his legs, and listens to the sound of chanting, singing bowls, laughter and love from inside of the temple.

Another boy walks up the staircase to the top entrance, standing by the doorway and watching as Aizen practices a flute he has carved. The boys name is Lev, a short boy with long crimson-black hair that hands below his eyebrows. His ears are that of a wolf, black and soft. His horns are four inches long, same as the younger boy. Lev's eyes are a mystical green. He's wearing a gray kimono that stops down above his knees. Barefoot, as all demons always are. His tail is shorter than most, a sparkling black, only the tip of it can be seen out of the kimono. He pulls on it by the neck, panting, and rubs his forehead.

Aizen notices this, stops playing his flute and looks at him concerningly. "Another migraine? Here."

He grabs his container of water. Lev drinks half of it down, falling to the floor and still in pain. Lev is mid thirteen, about five foot seven, skinny with muscle at his stomach, legs, and a bit on his arms, but other than that he is no more built than the younger eleven-year-old offering him help. He breathes heavily but makes conversation with him. "Your boyfriend comes back in town tomorrow, right? Maybe we can gather for food after classes."

Aizen's tail slaps at the tree stump as he thinks, trying to figure what time would be best. Him and his boyfriend moved into a small apartment deep underground beneath the temple where many other demons live that don't have the money to live more luxurious lives. They moved in only a month ago. Aizen was accepted into a school that teaches mostly music, while his boyfriend takes combat lessons in the forests to become a future soldier. Lev too lives here with his grandparents. Aizen answers, "I think after four will do. I have enough money for a good meal, and I'll show you some of the new work I'm doing."

He nods back, "Okay." His face blushes. "If only I could find someone to love... Will he come to me? No. I'm not worth it. Too much of a freak. Ugh.. I better get going and visit the library before it closes." He pulls himself up and apologizes for no particular reason. As he walks away an older man walks by, a soldier with a serious look on his face. Aizen plays a few chords for him before speaking. "Is something wrong? Hungry? Have a song you'd like for me to write?"

Aizen Repositions himself on the treestump, his tail goes crazy uncontrollably. He drops his guitar as he grabs it to stop it, then it circles back around the stump. "Darn it..."

Aldan looks at the demon boy. He reminds him of Drew. In the months since Drew was taken from him, Aldan has roamed the city. Looking for the boys Drew told him of. Every time he found a demon of the right age his heart lept. And every time, his hopes were dashed. He learned to keep his hopes in check. His fears were harder to control. What if he never found the boys? Aldan sighed. He wanted a drink and some food. Maybe this boy is the one. Probably not. "Can you play a sad song? Of love and friends lost? Can you write one for me? I'll pay in coin. Or food if you wish." Aldan looks tired, exhausted.

"Can you grab my guitar first?"

Aldan steps forward and grabs the guitar from the ground, wiping it clean before handing it to the boy. He looks like Drew. They always remind him of Drew. He sighs and tries to focus. "Here you are." He hands the guitar up to Aizen. "I had a friend once. Husband actually. His tail would do that sometimes."

Aizen plays some harmonics and tunes his guitar. "Oh? An anthro? Couldn't be a demon! Wouldn't that be a sight? A human and a demon in love? Husbands?" He sticks out his tongue as he scoots up, his feet dangling over the stump. "A sad song, a sad song, about lost love and friends." He hums a tune in his head. "I think I can do this. Let me see if the chord progression works."

Aldan watches the boy hum and tune his guitar. "He was a demon, yes. And we were in love."

"Ah hahhh!" His tail rises up a bit in excitement. "Were? Not anymore?"

He smiles sadly. "We are still in love." He reaches towards Aizen's tail, but catches himself, pulling his hand back. "He. . .he died."

Aldan feels for the stone around his neck. A reminder of his lost love.

"Reminds me of a certain rock that my kind use. I've only seen pictures of it in books. It must be a fake! How can someone bring that here across sea, from the other side of the world?" He looks confused on his face, then winces, and studies the warriors body and facial expression. Finally, he begins playing and singing.

"upon the mildew hill

the harvest moon aches for sleep

the clouds have all vanished

and the bed been buried deep

laying in the wet moss

a soldier weeps and drinks

his lover gone to a different plane

hope is lost, he thinks

to his home he wanders along the crooked road

he sees his lover in everything

reliving every memory in his heart he sowed

what is gone to him seems out of reach

at least he believes so at the bottom of his drink

has he forgotten what eternity means

but who am i to preach

day by day he waits for a sign

as if his lover would reapper

but what if he has never left

and is in fact, lead him here?

another day written away

'oh love please come home'

feeling the glow across his neck

he listens near the temple dome

'my love my love, i miss you so'

he goes to battle one last time

for a noble death of some sort

and is brought asunder

buried beside his demon, finally

their paths align.."

Aizen puts his guitar down and goes for some water, finishing what is left. "That wasn't too good. I guess that's why I'm going to school for music! Ha ha... I'm sorry. That you lost your love. I can't even imagine what it must be like. Anyone that loves a demon is welcomed here. You can even come inside at any time you'd like."

Aldan stands quietly when the song is finished. Tears well up in his eyes before he wipes them with his sleeve. Softly he speaks. "That was beautiful. Drew would love that. I owe you coin and a meal, yes? How did you know how to write that?"

"Oh, I just have had an itch for music since I was a wee baby..." And then he's caught off guard, remembering the name he said. "Drew? What Drew?" A pit in his chest and stomach. "No, it wouldn't be him." His father told Aizen that he 'left' when he moved into the kingdom. Nobody has spoken about him.

Aldan takes an involuntary step backward. He looks at the boy. He starts to speak, but stops, looking around at the crowd and passersby. "Is there somewhere we can speak, somewhere more private... Aizen?" He speaks the name in barely a whisper.

Aizen doesn't know what to say and is confused. "How do you know my name?"

He shakes his head. He's obviously excited, standing on the balls of his feet, ready to move and act. He clutches the crystal on his chest. "Not here. Somewhere quiet and not so - visible. Please, Aizen."

His face is afraid, paranoid, but knows that being in the temple would keep him safe. "Come. Follow me, stranger."

Aldan nods. "No stranger. Aldan, husband to Drew." He follows Aizen closely.

He jumps down, taking his guitar with him. They enter a large shop, dimly lit by flames, a counter where coffee and tea is served, along with a small shop with various spices that can be used for spells. The ground is stone, clean, and soft against the demons feet. There's also a long red rug throughout. He takes him down a spiral staircase, tight and compact, barely any light. Sounds from the rooms of worship echo throughout. They continue down instead of going through and interrupting people that are in meditation, reaching a hallway with no door, There are about twenty homes here. Aizen lives at the very end on the left. He pulls out a key from his pockets, opens the door, which creaks loudly. This room is most likely hundreds of years old, and yet it belongs to two boys under the age of fifteen! He snaps his fingers and fires light up on lamps and candles, brightening the room. There's a restroom immediately to the door, a small kitchen, ventilation system, a bed in the corner, instruments by the wall, a desk scattered with paper and two backpacks, most likely homework. By the counter of the kitchen are three highchairs. Aizen pulls two up, speaks roughly, "Sit. And explain yourself." He gets his own seat, pulls off the flute attached to his shorts and puts it down on the counter.

"Are you Aizen, friend of Drew? Before I can tell you more, I have to have the answer to that question." Aldan sets his own pack beside him as he sits. He keeps his sword at his side. He quickly glances about the room, his soldier's training and experience spying no threats or hidden dangers. He smiles briefly. It reminds him of his sons', Bryan and Milliken's, room.

"Yes, I am." His tail curls around his seat, tightening its grip.

Aldan stares at Aizen's face, trying to spy any deception or malice. Sensing none, he relaxes. He reaches into his tunic. "Then, Aizen, friend to Drew, this is for you." He pulls out a purple stone that has been mounted on a silver chain. He holds it out to Aizen, letting the stone hang loose and twirl. "It was one of his last wishes that you have this." He pulls his own stone forward, letting the two dangle near each other.

He holds it, still confused, looking at the detail in it. It's definitely the rare stone that he thought it was. A protection stone given by loved ones before they pass. The stone used to be a monolith ten of thousands of years ago, but was destroyed, leaving only remnants. He's never seen one in person until now. "Drew... Is your lover? Drew is..." He feels like he could faint. "Dead? That's not possible. His father said that he left, to to to...."

Aldan reaches across the table, taking the young boy's hand in his own. "Drew was my husband. Is my husband. He was - - - executed for murder three months ago." Aldan chokes on the last words. His head drops and weeps silently.

"Oh, Gods..." He falls back in his chair, slides out of it, and faintly walks to the sink. "I think I'm gonna be sick." Before he can react, he vomits into the sink, coughing violently, falling to the ground in shock, before crying. "Is this my fault? I should have come here earlier. I was always afraid he'd do something horrible like the other boy..." Grunts, kicking the floor. "Damn it all!" He puts the necklace down on the ground beside him, wiping away his tears, using a cloth to clean his mouth.

Aldan moves next to Aizen, sitting on the floor next to him. He tentatively reaches for him, offering to hold him. He weeps. "There's nothing you could have done to save. Believe me, I tried. He tried."

He hides his head between his legs for a few minutes until his crying is over, then looks up. "How did you meet him?"

"I was his jailer. His lover. His husband. And I walked him to the executioner's block."

Aizen looks confusedly at him. "I do not understand. Anything. You come here to tell me that my best friend is dead, that you were his lover, jailer, and killer?"

Aldan bristles, "I was NOT his killer." He sighs and slumps backward, leaning against the wall. I am a guard at King's Prison. "Drew was arrested for murder and sentenced to the block. I was his guard. One of them, at least. We fell in love, became lovers, and married." He stands and paces the room, wringing his hands together as he talks. "I lead him to the block. I didn't strike the blow. He wanted me there. Someone to take care of him - - -after. Someone to help him be strong."

He feels a hole in his heart as If he has been stabbed, shot at. Slowly, he comes to put the story together in his head. He looks at the necklace again, rubbing his tears out of his eyes, then puts it on. "You will take me to where he is buried."

"Are you asking me or ordering me?"

"Ordering you."

Aldan looks at the young demon boy. His gaze hardening. He thinks for a moment. "If you order me, we have a problem. If you ask, we don't. I've spent three months searching for you on Drew's request. He said you were his friend. I was his husband. I "AM" his husband. Whatever you feel for his death, I feel it more. Every moment, awake or asleep, all I do is miss him. He told me many things to tell you. So do we dishonor his memory and argue and fight? Or do we realize that he was special to both of us and honor him?"

"I am requesting."

Aizen Stands up, quickly walking towards his bed to reach for a tiny book that can fit in his hand. He flips through it, memorizing every line immediately, then throws it back down. "I'm ready when you are."

He looks around. "You don't live here alone. Should we wait for your friend? Boyfriend? Girlfriend?"

"He will not return tonight." Aizen rushes for the door, opening it aggressively.

Aldan grabs his pack and heads out the door. "You need to control your temper, young one. I have questions for you, too. And there are others we're supposed to find. And still others you need to meet." He follows Aizen through the halls.

"I will control it once..." He rushes up the steps. "I can get out of here..." He sprints outside. "And breathe." He gazes up at the moon and stands still for a few minutes in silence, calming his nerves, thinking about his lost friend. Slowly, he shuts his eyes, exhales, and apologizes. "I'm sorry... Nobody had told me and yet they know how close I was to him. It's as if never happened."

Aldan breathes the fresh air deeply. He looks back at the building they've come out of. He takes a wineskin from his pack and squeezes a drink into his mouth. "No one told you? His father knew of the crime, the judgment, and the punishment. He did not visit once." He offers the skin to Aizen. "Drew has forbade from holding a grudge."

"His father is a fool. Pushes the skin away No alcohol for me. His father's religious, but a fool, forgetting the sacred value of family.. Maybe he blames him for his mother. An even larger fool for that too." Aizen turns to him. "I'm following you, don't look so lost. You think Drew would want you drinking as we go to visit him?"

Aldan smirks. "He said you had a temper. That I should be patient with you. Yes, I think he would want me drinking a sip of wine if were thirsty. He didn't ask me to become a monk when he left. He asked me to find you, to give you the second stone of the three, and to save the city, the Kingdom and perhaps the world." He takes another quick drink. "So, I don't think Drew would mind at all. Look, I don't know what Drew was to you or you to him. But I am his husband. In this life and the next and any after that. For eternity. But don't think I won't put you over my knee if you keep snapping at me."

He leads Aizen through the streets towards the edge of the city. "I had him buried somewhere he would have liked. I hope you'll approve."

He follows quietly most of the way. "He wasn't depressed when he was with you, was he? I mean, was he... suffering?"

Aldan looks at Aizen and shakes his head. "No, I don't think he was. Unless he was a world's class actor. No, we were happy for the brief time we were together. We drank, we ate, we made love, we talked." Aldan smiles at the memories. "He was a biter, that one. I held him as he slept, he held me. I think he was happy."

Aizen Smiles, bittersweet, but genuine. "I'm glad he found someone, even if it were at that horrible moment... He had been with many others before and I thought I could fall in love with him, but he assured me he was unable to feel love. He tried but went for someone else. I forgave him... Besides, I was young, still am." He stops, quickly imagining what it looks like in his mind of Drew and Aldan together kissing, deeply in love, sex... Then he catches up. "The two of you were bounded to find each other in fall in love. That's the only reasonable way I can imagine it working... He must have really loved you. I mean, he must really love you."

Aldan chuckles. "In a way, that's my fault. Yes, the priestess who joined us said that we were together now because we'd pledged ourselves to each other in previous lives. And we will be together again, drawn to each other though our love. I'm sorry it caused you pain." He continues to lead him through the streets, entering a quiet neighborhood with much more green and far fewer people. He leads Aizen to a small cemetery, hilly, green and wooded. To a plot on low hill overlooking trees and a river in the distance. There is a marker, stone with a carved heart. The grave is well tended, no weeds, roses and other flowers bloom. Ivy is being trained to climb the marker. Alden sits at one side. He kisses his fngers and then holds them to the marker. "Hello, love. Good news today. I found Aizen and he's here to see you." He looks back at Aizen and shrugs. "I think that somehow he knows I'm here, talking to him, thinking of him." He places a hand on the marker. The marker reads "Drew. Beloved of Aldan. Separated for an instant. Together through eternity". "He'll hear you if you speak."

"I know that..." Aizen walks around, studying the greenery, the river, looking for the trees in the distance. It's quite a beautiful place, he agrees. "Damn, I hope Holt buries me someplace like this. I know that, because I am going to speak to him now."

He leans down, sitting on the back of his feet, closes his eyes, and recites a passage. Suddenly the wind picks up. A bright, electric light forms a room around them, then vanishes. He looks back, opening one eye to Aldan. "I am allowed to speak with the lord of Light once every two years. It is not easy magic, but my tongue is beyond that of many due to my ancestral lineage." He stands up, lifting his right hand outwards and slowly. A white flame forms into his hand, then spreads out, striking into the clouds in an instant, and it echoes across the kingdom. Then the light comes down as he slowly goes back to his sitting position. "Please sit."

Aldan sits. He's seen magick, but nothing like this. And from such a young boy.

"I have marked this place as sacred. If there is a flood or storm of any kind, it will have no effect here, as it is protected by an energy granted by Louw. Only the two of us are allowed here. Anyone else must have our permission."

"My son comes here with me and sometimes on his own."

A circle of white lights spring up from the ground around them, but not burning the grass. "If you take him here with you and allow him to walk in, then he will be granted permission." He stretches out his body and begins to meditate. Thirty minutes pass. And then he begins to recite passages, quickly, within one swollen breath that seems to never end and extends on and on and on. His body ascends by three feet, eyes still shut in complete concentration, then silence again. The flames encapsulate them in its light, almost forming a room. He's speaking with Drew in his mind as it travels to a different plane, tears rolling down his face as he smiles, sometimes laughing. This goes on for a bit, and then he descends back to the grass. He walks over to Aldan, sitting across, and speaks. "He wants me to assure you that he's in peace. Most of his life is involved in studies, learning and learning, and also rehabilitation from the thoughts that drove him to... Leave this place. He says that he loves you and will continue waiting. That he's proud of you for finding me. If he could, he would return and save the kingdom, but he cannot.. I don't know what he means. You may ask him something, but I will be the one to explain what he says. There isn't much time either."

"Just tell him that I love him...I think about him, about us, every moment, asleep or awake. I miss him so much." Aldan weeps openly. "Ask him...if he's found his mother and made peace with her. And how much time we have before the boy destroys everything."

He has a pained expression on his face, not understanding of the question. "They are together every day. He was able to hear you. He says that he misses you every minute of his life. He says he was afraid you'd forget what he'd look like, so he gives you this." A painted drawing is formed into thin air. It's a picture of him in a kimono, about a year younger than when Aldan knew him. "He really, really, really loves you. A lot. When he sees your son, he wishes he could speak to him like we're doing now and give him advice, learn about his horse. There's not much time." The white lights vaporize in a matter of a second, and then the rest are gone. The protective shield shines one more time. "He's gone. For now. In two years on today's day, we can speak to him again. Maybe longer if I master this. As for the boy..." He stands up, looking over his shoulder. "He says that everything we know will be destroyed in less than three weeks... And I know who it is." He falls over onto the ground, tired and groggy. "Unnnhhh... My body. I'm worn out. That spell, it's not meant for someone as young as me to be using. I think you'll have to carry me home."

He pulls out his wineskin and holds it to Aizen's lips Drink. "Don't argue, just drink." He strokes Aizen's hair, careful to avoid his horns. He picks the boy up, cradling him in his arms. He's so light. He kisses him on the cheek. "Thank you for talking with him. For telling me his words." A tear drips from his face onto Aizen. "I am in your debt. Let's get you home and healthy and then we can track down the wolf-boy and save him and the kingdom."

Aizen slips into Aldan's shoulder, slowly falling asleep. "Ohhh.. Yes. Thank you for... giving him life.. and love.. so tired now. make sure you shut my door when you leave? I need silence to sleep. Have yourse..." The boy yawns. "yowrselfff... a cup of coffee before you leave." In no time, the demon falls asleep.

Aldan tries to remember the way back to Aizen's home. His mind whirls with the sight of Drew's picture, the memories of Drew, and his words to him. Aizen smells similar. He looks at the sleeping boy in his arms. He's surprised at how much he looks like Drew, but with how different he is. To someone who didn't love a demon, the more subtle differences would be missed. To Aldan, they are obvious. He feels a protective care for the boy. He sighs. He manages to get back to the building, making his way up the steps into the shops, then down and through the halls, past the meditating residents to the last apartment on the left. He lays the boy on his bed, pulling of his tunic, and tucking him in. He makes himself a cup of coffee and sits at the table. He watches the boy sleep. To himself, he says absently, `how are he and I supposed to save the kingdom?'

Aldan drank his coffee slowly, watching the boy sleep. He remembered what Drew had told him, that demons can sleep for extended periods. He sighed. He felt that he should stand watch over Aizen, make sure he was safe. Reminding himself that this was the boy's home, he stood and stretched. He made sure Aizen was covered and quietly exited the room. He tracked his way to the surface and headed home. He should make it in time for dinner. His stomach growled. His mind raced as he threaded through the crowds. Drew still thought of him. He knew and remembered him. Aldan felt warm and happy. Happier than he'd felt in months. He spied his home and wearily entered. HIs stomach growled again. He left his sword and pack by the door, in their usual places. He entered the dining room, taking his seat at the head of the table. His family was just having their soup.

Lev looks up at the older, much larger and stronger man. Instead of soup, his plate has a half-eaten slab of duck on it. His tail taps and tickles Bryan's right leg. "Sorry." The demon boy grabs his own tail and sits on it.

"Father." Bryan speaks. Aldan looks at his oldest son. His light brown hair is tossed every which way, his green eyes fair sparkled. Aldan notices the boy next to Bry. A stranger. An anthro of some sort. Bry was taking Drew's advice to heart. "This is my friend, Lev."

Aldan puts one hand up and greets Hello. Then reaches down, pulling little pieces of hay from his horns and his black ears, which flap when he touches them. "I hope I'm not intruding. I met your son as I venturing out of my way from the library and he talked for a while. Said I could come over."

"Pleased to have you, Lev." He looks at the boy. Something rings in the back of his mind. He can't quite remember, but the boy seems familiar to him. "What were reading at the library?"

"Alchemy, transmutation, books on architecture." Lev's tail escapes and lays in his lap as he finishes his food. "I should probably get going though."

Bryan grabs him by the shoulder and responds, "But you said that you didn't have school tomorrow! Oh father, may he stay over? He can have my bed. We'll sleep early, I swear!"

"You young demons are certainly devoted students." He smiles, trying to fit the pieces together. "Bry, don't paw at our guests. Would you like to stay over, Lev?"

He leans back in his chair, then falls forward." Oh, I don't know. I don't see why not. My grandparents wouldn't mind." He looks at the other siblings. They're having their own conversations here and there, finishing their food and taking turns cleaning dishes. "Well, it helps that we can absorb information so quickly. I also get a private education with five other students. That helps, I guess. Maybe not." His ears flip around as a fruit fly bugs him.

"If you're sure your grandparents wouldn't mind, I don't see why not. I don't want angry demons looking for me, though." He looks at Bryan, an excited smile on his face. "Guess what, Bry? I found him! I found Aizen today."

Bryan lets out a whoop. "Really? Did you talk to him?"

Lev lets out a smile. "I was speaking to him just a few hours ago! He was playing his guitar outside of the temple as he always does." As he speaks, Lev swoops his hair out of his eyes way.

"Yes, we talked. He made a song about Drew and I and then we visited Drew's grave. We spoke to him." Aldan's face grows somber. "He wanted you to know that he's sorry he can't learn about horses with you or grow up with you. He likes when you visit his grave though."

Bry sighs. "I miss him, daddy. I still think the King was wrong."

A strange, almost disturbing look on Lev's face. "Do you mean, the Drew that was executed for murder? I knew him, but never spoke to him. In a way though, I could feel connected to him through something... Such a shame that he hurt innocent people like that. But it's also sad because nobody in the community talks of it. It's as if my people are in denial." He mutters quietly, "I can imagine that I'll be the same." The boy looks down at his cleaned plate.

"Yes, that's our Drew. You knew him but never spoke to him?" Aldan looks at Lev closely. "Are you full demon, Lev?"

"Half." Lev regains composure, making eye contact. "Half demon, half wolf. The first of my breed in thousands of years." The boy stands up, pulling the string of his robe just enough to show his tail, then tightens it back up. His tail is furry, beautiful black, almost like silk, fur so thin and clean that the light reflects on it a bit.

"First in a thousand years? Remarkable. But how did you know Drew and not speak to him?" Aldan tries to watch non-chalantly, to see if Lev exhibits any of the other behaviors that Drew mentioned.

"I think it's because we're so much alike. Avoidant, not well mannered."

Lev stretches out, taking his and Bryan's plate to sink where the sister is, helping her finish the dishes quickly before walking back over to his seat, only to stand behind it leaning his arms on it.

Aldan seems surprised. "Drew was always well mannered with me. He spoke of a wolf-demon boy. I wonder if that was you. He said he was a boy who licked his lips often and sometimes had to catch his breath. Do you think that might be you?"

He laughs, but then seems a bit awkward. "Yes, that's me. Strange that he spoke of me of all people. Well, I mean, I guess there are certain reasons that would make sense. I am the only hybrid wolf-demon on this very planet right now, so it's definitely me who spoke of."

"Hmmmm." Aldan takes a drink of water. He grabs a dinner roll, adding butter and honey. "Well, he said that I had to find Aizen and find you. He was quite worried about you, as a matter of fact. Would you like to see Drew's resting place?" He chewed slowly. His mind was working. How much could he safely tell Lev? How dangerous could Lev be now?

He looks down at Bryan, noticing that they're both wearing necklaces with a purple stone, not just any stone, but one from Astrah's birth site. `Strange,' he thinks to himself. `Drew must have given it to them. They must have been close to him. Could he feel me all along? Sense my pain without speaking to me? And now he's worried? The episodes have gotten worse, but I haven't done anything to insane in a while. He's a prison guard though. I have to be careful about what I say. What have I stepped into exactly? Fate? I think I will pass on visiting it today. Maybe tomorrow or another day... I have not slept in thirteen days.'

"Hey Bryan, do you want to do anything before we head to bed? Go to your room or something?" Lev looks like he's trying to escape the situation as soon as possible.

The moment he first saw Bryan his heart melted, which isn't surprising being the depressed loner that he is. All he wants to do is be close to him, talk to him, do something, but he can't make a move too soon, especially not on the son of a prison guard! He worries, `my heart always gets me in trouble.'

"Very well. Lev, I loved Drew very much. I'd be your friend, too, if that's okay with you. You boys go have fun. I'll make sure mothers gives extra helpings of pie." Aldan smiles and finishes his dinner.

Bryan grins. He turns to Lev. "C'mon, Lev. I'll show you my room and my toy soldiers. I have coloring chalks, too. We can draw or something." He stops. Suddenly shy. "I mean, if you want to, that is. C'mon." Bry takes Lev's hand and pulls him upstairs to the room he shares with Milliken. They each have a small bed, with a chest slid beneath it. A dresser rests against the walls at the foot of the bed. A small table rests between both beds. Bryan jumps on the far bed, as he bounces up, he tucks his legs beneath him. He has a stuffed horse, which has seen better days. He pats the bed in front of him. "This will be big enough for both us, right? You can hang onto me with your tail so neither of us falls out."

He giggles. "Sure thing. Are you good at drawing? Where's your brother, anyway?"

"Mikki? He's on a school overnight for..." Bryan counts on his fingers. "Three more nights. They're studying nature and plants and rocks. Kid's stuff. I guess you could use his bed if you wanted." He seems sad at that idea. He hops off of the bed and pulls the chest out from underneath. He opens and pulls out a folder of loose papers. He climbs up next to Lev, almost bumping heads as he settles next to his friend. Their knees and shoulder are touching. Bryan opens the folder onto both of their laps, showing Lev his drawings. The drawings are decent, but the subjects are mostly horses, soldiers, battle scenes and maps. He smiles each time he looks at Lev. His breath smells of oranges.

"Watch for my horns! Don't want to hurt yourself." Lev takes some of the drawings out and looks them over, authentically interested and amused by them. "These are nice, very nice. Better than anything I can do! So you want to be like your dad, huh?" He's addicted to the smell of Bryan's breath and touch but tries to hold it. Luckily his fundoshi and kimono would hide an erection pretty easily if it happened.

"Yes! He's fought in great battles. He helps punish bad people. Well, mostly. He's brave." He looks at Lev's horns. "They look sharp. Are they? I guess Drew's were sharp. He made my dad bleed a few times with them. When they were riding each other. I bet you can draw just fine. What do you like to do for fun?"

"Riding?" He blurts out in loud laughter. "Oh my... Uh, yes, they are very sharp. I don't do much except research and read books. I wrote for the papers a few times, just some stuff on novels that have come out recently, but something happened, and I haven't had the time to write for it anymore." He looks a little pained and saddened. "You know, I don't think there's such thing as good or bad. Some people do horrible things but have a good heart. It's strange to think about at first, I know." He leans in, brushing shoulders." Anything else you want to show me? I think you'll be just as tall and strong as I am in a year or two! You'd make a great warrior."

"I guess with your horns we can't wrestle? Did you ever write any stories?" He shrugs. "I guess. I want to be a soldier, but I don't know if I want to fight for the king that killed Drew. He was nice and made my dad so happy. You remind me of him. He told me that I should look for an anthro who looked lonely and be friends with him. He said that we'd be the greatest friends. Do you think he knew that we'd meet each other? That we'll be friends like him and my dad and get married and everything?"

Most of this information is new to him. He processes it quickly, almost as if a part of him had been there at times in that cell where Drew was. Maybe the person he can sometimes see in fire was him. It would make sense since it has been three months since he last saw the figure in it. He must have saw him too. That's how he know that Lev was in danger. "So you would like the king to die, Bryan?" He finds it strange that someone he never remembers speaking to has so much influence on his life now, but also seems to think of it positively as fate. `Maybe there is hope for me,' he wonders. `Drew lead me to him... So my heart wasn't just melting, was it, Drew?'

Bryan looks surprised. "Gosh, no! I just want him to be a good king and not hurt people like Drew. I know he did bad, but he was defending himself when it started. I don't want to fight for the king but I don't want him to die." He stops and looks at Lev. "At least, I don't think so." He grins. He's got something planned. "Are demons ticklish? How come you don't wear shoes?" He's scooted even closer to Lev. He's looking at his feet very closely.

Lev jumps further along in the bed, shielding his feet in bedsheets. "Don't get any ideas! It's a religious thing! You're closer to the Earth when you're barefoot."

"Really? That's neat." He grins, definitely with something in mind. "So you ARE ticklish? So am I. We should have a tickle war or you should tell me a story or I could brush your tail. We could play with my soldiers. I still have to take a bath. Do you take baths? Or do you lick yourself like a cat or wolf does?"

He snickers. "Hey! I'm not completely like an animal." Lev Looks over his shoulder. "Okay. I clean myself at times, but I take baths too, you know!" He reaches over and starts tickling his armpits, then under his shirt, laughing as he does so, then he stops as he falls off of the bed. "Oof! I'm fine!" The demon boy stands up. "I didn't bring any extra clothes with me."

"That's okay. You can use some of mine. Or we can just wash yours." Bry stands up on his knees at the edge of the bed. He pulls his shirt off and tosses it near the door. "Besides with Mikki gone we don't need clothes unless we leave the room." He reaches out and grabs Lev' hand and pulls him down onto the bed, next to him. "I like it when you're closer to me. That's weird, huh?" He gets serious for a moment. "One of the other boys in class said something about you and the anthros at school. I kind of want to ask you about it, but I don't want to hurt your feelings." The stone, set in a silver chain sparkles against Bryan's tanned skin. It almost seems to glow on its own.

Lev sits up closer to him, paying too much attention on his nipples and belly button. `Hairless, beautiful. Can I touch him there? I'm sure he's soft. What is his back like? His ass? Is he cut or uncut? Has he ever been with someone before? Probably not. He probably hasn't started growing down there yet either.' He shakes his head, knocking thoughts out of his mind and goes back to the topic. "Sure, sure, go ahead." His tail tickles up Bryan's back, then stops, laying in his lap around him.

"Promise you won't get mad at me." Bryan giggles, leaning forward with his shoulders thrown back as the tail tickles him. "That's not fair. You'd win a tickle war for sure with your tail! Then I'd have to be your slave." His nipples have hardened, with goose bumps spreading over his chest. He stops laughing and pokes Lev's knee and leg as he talks. "It was Burkon who said it, but he's sort of mean. He said you have a red dick. He said, red dick like a dog. He said you probably lick it too. I don't know why, but I wanted to hit him when he said that. He says that an anthros have animal dicks, even the girls! Is that true?"

Lev laughs to himself. "Would that scare you? I mean, haven't you seen an anthro in a stall at all?"

"Well, I've seen mine and Milliken's and dad's. But no one else's." He leans close, the citrus of his breath is intoxicating. "Sometimes mine gets really hard. So hard I can't pee." His voice drops to a whisper. "Sometimes I touch it when it's hard. Does that ever happen to you? What do you do if it does?"

Lev feels himself getting an erection, a bit uncomfortable. "Well, first off, I ended up getting the demon side, so it doesn't look like a wolf unless I were to transform, which I can't do on will, nor do I really want to." He pinches at himself, untying part of his kimono and letting it flop down. His chest and stomach is exposed, but the robe covers his fundoshi. "That's called an erection. I'm surprised they haven't taught you that yet. One of the people I go to school with is full anthro lion, and I tell you what... He always has to use the bathroom to lick himself down there." He stands up, putting it into the corner of his bed. "Do you want to show me where the bath is?"

"The only noticeable wolf things about me right now in my demon form are the tail and ears. Although, some say my teeth are as sharp as most demons, making them very, very dangerous, like a shark."

"We can wash each other's backs." Bryan starts to get up. Stops. Falls back onto the bed. He begins to blush.

"Come on! No horsing around. You can do that in the bath."

"No. It's not that." his face, neck and upper chest are all blushing now.

`Does he feel the same way?' Lev wonders. `No, there's no way he would. Not me...' He walks over to him, grabbing his hands. "Is it my underwear?"

Bryan looks down at the floor. His eyes look up under his brow and hair at Lev. "Not exactly. I like your underwear. They're neat." He picks at his blanket. "My thingie is hard. I don't want you to think I'm weird or gross, okay?"

He blushes. "Mine is too, so I guess we're both weird, right? I won't mind. Promise."

"Really?" Bryan looks very relieved. He smiles and stands up, pushing his pants off, standing in just his undergarments. His dick tents them nicely. "C'mon, Lev." He grabs Lev's hand and pulls him towards the door, grabs a towel from the hook on the back of the door, tossing over his shoulder. He opens the door and leads Lev downstairs, still holding his hand. His hand is warm. Lev can feel where Bry's sword has started making callouses. Bryan leads you to a small room off of the kitchen, announcing as they pass through the sitting room and kitchen. "We're taking our baths now. Can we have pie while we're in the tub?"

His mom yells out. "No! Last time you made pie and Bry soup. I'm not cleaning that up. You can have pie now or after."

Bryan looks at Lev. "Pie now or later?" He stands in front of Lev, still holding his hand, his nipples and dick still hard.

"We'll have it later, ma'am!" Lev Tightens bryan's hand.

Bryan smiles and leads him into a small room. He looks for a candle. Finding one, he stops. "Can you do fire magic? Can you light the lantern in here? Or heat up the water?"

The demon nods. "Yes." He lights the candle in Bryan's hand, then the lantern, and even casts another to stay at the center of the room, floating endlessly.

"Wow..." Bryan gasps in amazement.

Lev cleans the end of his tail as Bryan starts the water. "Those aren't of anything special. I can do much more. But I shouldn't... My teachers and the four heirs of the temple believe it would be unwise of me." Once the water is full, he warms it up, not too hot for his friend though.

"Really? Why?" he slides his underwear down and steps out of them. His shyness is forgotten as he stands naked, waiting for the water to warm "You're going to wash my back and I'll wash yours, okay?"

"I will." He unties his fundoshi and steps in first. Bryan notices his penis, which is almost six inches erect, thick and circumcised, a small patch of first pubes growing on his pubis, some on his sack as well, and his balls have already dropped. The head is strawberry shaped. "Well, it's hard to explain."

Bryan stares at Lev's privates. His own dick is smaller, maybe four inches and thin, the head like a button than anything. He's circumcised, too and has not a single hair. His balls haven't dropped and his scrotum is almost a nutty brown. "Wow. Yours is huge!"

Lev blushes a bright red, his tail splashing the water. "Yours is too for your age. Man, I can't even imagine..." He ponders how far he can go. "You can touch it if you'd like."

Bryan climbs in the water. "Ooooo. That's nice! Can I? You won't mind? You can touch mine, too. If you want. You don't have to." He kneels down in the water, moving closer to Lev. He begins to reach for Lev's penis, but stops. "Hey, what can't you even imagine?"

He reaches for Bryan's pecker, pinching the head, feeling how soft and smaller it is, then the sack, before he lets go, satisfied as he grabs a bar of soap. "Because it's gonna get bigger. Much bigger. Mine is done growing; I think. Now turn over so I can get your back."

Bry nods. He hasn't stopped smiling since they got into the tub together. He turns away from Lev. "This is neat, huh?"

"Yeah." He rubs the bar of soap in circles all over his back and neck, then splashing the water up as he rubs it into his skin. After cleaning it, he goes in for a smell. "Now you don't smell like horse dung." Lev laughs. "Your turn!" Lev turns around in the bath. His tail springs up, splashing water into Bryan's face and slaps over the side of the tub. "That wasn't me! I mean, it was, but it's wild like that."

Bryan giggles, "Does it really have a mind of its own?" He turns and looks at Lev's back, his neck, his bottom. He takes the soap and begins washing Lev's back and neck, using an up and down motion "Should I wash your tail?" He giggles again. "Both of them?" He playfully bumps his hip into Lev's bottom.

"Go ahead, but be gentle with my tail." It carefully moves into Bryan's lap, tickling at his stomach and belly button for a moment.

Bryan nods. He soaps up his hands until the lather drips from them. He careful takes Lev's tail and works the lather over it, holding like a sausage. His tongue pokes out of the left corner of his mouth as he concentrates on being gentle. He soaps the entire length of tail, the begins washing Lev's buttocks.

"You're fine." Lev's hands are trying to hide his erection under the soapy tub. "Should we wash each-others chests now?"

"Yeah. Turn around, Lev." Bryan I kneeling in the water, his erection just above the water line. He seems unconcerned about his own erection, instead staring at Lev's. He blushes and raises his eyes, smiling awkwardly. "I feel funny."

"How so?" He uses the soapy water to scrub into Bryans chest, stomach, under his pits. "Your skin is so tan. Do you run around everywhere without clothes or something?"

"I train a lot with dad and we take our shirts off when it's warm." He shrugs and looks down. "Do you not like it?"

"I love it! I mean, I think you, uhm... Look good. Should we dry off now?"

"Not yet." He looks at Lev's erection. "It's not like a dog's at all is it?"

"No, no. Come to my school and you'll see a few." Lev stands up on his knees to show it to him. "If I turn into a wolf, it will be, and for a few days it'll stay like that after I return back, then suddenly, WAM, it's normal again! Weird, huh? It's like, where does all of that wolf hair go, and the claws and such?"

"Wow, that is weird." Bryan's staring at it, fascinated. He shimmies forward and grabs Lev's hips, pushing forward until his erection is right next to Lev's. Their heads poke each other a bit. "Mine's thinner than yours. And your tippy is different. Is that because of your wolfiness? Or is everyone's different?"

"Everyone is different, Bryan." He touches his friends with two fingers. "Yours will get bigger and thicker in a few years and then you'll get pubes like me. I just started growing mine a few months ago! Pretty cool, huh? There's different kinds of heads too, like some are mushroom sized, really weird and large, or helmet shaped, a saddle, strawberry like..." He rubs along his shaft. "Some people have something called a foreskin, too. Ours was removed. All males of my kind, demons, I mean, get them taken off. I think some humans have it. It hangs over your dick head." He trails down to touch his testicles. "These will drop lower when your sack grows. Then you'll start producing cum, or semen, a liquid that comes out of your penis. It feels really good when you cum. You do it by playing with yourself." Talking about this has already made him drip a few drops of semen. "If you really like someone, they might make you get an erection. We both have one right now. I think that's because we like each other." He lets go, leaning back into the water as his tail floats over the top of it.

As Lev talks, Bry listens, enraptured by his friend. He hangs on every word, his mouth partly open his eyes following Lev's hand. As Lev leans back, Bryan leans forward, following him, almost as if by pure instinct. He wraps his arms around Lev and squeezes him tightly, his head turned away. He holds Lev and doesn't seem to be letting go

"Uh... Bry? Are you ok?" He doesn't know if he should hold him back or not.

Bryan doesn't let go. His necklace and stone press against Lev. "Mhmmm."

Lev slowly wraps his arms around him, his tail twisting around their backs. `Should I kiss him? What would he do? Would his Dad beat the crap out of me?' "Bry... This is only something you do with someone you really like."

Bryan turns his head, resting it against Lev's chest. He looks up, smiling, He closes his eyes and snuggles against him. "Okay. We can stop if you don't like me that much. I won't be mad."

"No. I like it. I like you. In fact, I like you very much."

Bryan looks up at Lev again, his eyes excited. "Really? I like you loads." He pulls partly away from Lev, his hands dropping to Lev's hips. He looks down at their erections then into Lev's eyes. "When I saw you, I felt funny. I feel funny now. I like looking at you. I'm afraid you'll be mad at me for looking though and that makes me scared. But I can't stop. I don't know why."

"Hey... Close your eyes for a second." Lev touches his arms softly as he leans back up.

Without hesitation, Bryan closes his eyes. "Okay."

Le quietly moves over to him, pressing his lips to his, kissing him with a loud puck sound before he breaks it. "You can open now."

"If I keep them closed will you do that again?"

"You can keep them open. Sometimes it's awkward to look when you kiss someone though."

Bryan opens his eyes. His smile is goofy and happy. "Why?"

This time, Lev pulls him in to his chest, kissing him again. "I don't know. Just weird." The demon gives him another kiss. "I love you, Bryan."

Bryan wraps his arms around Lev. He kisses back, clumsy and awkward, but genuine and innocent. He pulls back barely enough to speak. "I love you, too, Lev." He lips brush Lev's as he talks, his breath blowing hints of orange. He leans in and kisses again.

"You taste good."

There's a loud knock on the door. "You boys nearly done? We're all waiting for pie." The door opens and Aldan pokes his head around the door. He spies the two of them, arching an eyebrow. He starts to come in but stops and steps back out. "Finish up, boys. Time for dessert." He closes the door.

Bryan gulps and his entire face turns red, his ears and neck, too. "Oh, cripes!"

"Do you think he saw us?"

Bryan looks frightened and anxious. "I can't tell by his tone..."

Lev steps out of the tub. His ears and tail flap water around.

Bryan climbs out of the tub. His erection disappearing quickly. "I don't know. I know his eyebrow, though. He knows something or saw something. What do we do???" He grabs the towel and begins drying Lev's chest.

"We'll just pretend we are playing around. If he asks, then we'll make something up." Lev takes the towel and quickly wipes his new and first love from head to toe. He grabs his cloth off of the floor and ties back his fundoshi, first draping it across his shoulder and under his legs, wrapping it around his waist, twisting a knot, then tying the front part under his front legs to make a vertical not that goes right into his butt. Bryan is surprised by how fast he does this and also amused by how much is butt is still exposed, but when his tail falls down it hides it a bit better. "Do we need to put more clothes on before we eat? Humans seem to be a bit more conservative about shielding their skin." He nubs on Bryans neck, not biting, just using his lips, and tickles at his side before stepping a few feet away. "You're so beautiful and cute."

Bryan giggles and kisses Lev's cheek. "Yeah, we should get dressed. I know mom wouldn't like it if we went out in our whities. You're beautiful and you have a tail! And your ears are cuter than mine." He pulls on his clothes and flattens his hair with his hands. He grabs the handle, looking at Lev. "Ready?"

"Yup!" Lev walks carefully, a bit shy.

Bryan opens the door and leads the pair into the sitting room. Aldan is sitting in a comfortable chair, his daughter on his lap. He looks up at both of the boys when they enter the room, his eyebrow arching again. He goes back to turning the pages on a large book. "And that's a drake. They're like dragons, only smaller and they can't breathe fire or gas or anything."

There's a fire in the fireplace, warding off the fall chill. Bryan takes Lev's hand and leads him near the fireplace, sitting on the floor. He leans over to a box pulling it close and opening it. It's filled with books on one side, carefully stored spines up. The other side has toy soldiers. He looks at Lev, breaks into a smile, and asks, "Do you want to look at a book? Or play with my soldiers?"

"Sure. How do you, uhm, play soldiers? We don't have games at my home. All serious stuff..." He sits down beside him, knees touching.

Bryan perks up and begins pulling out the toys. The soldiers are carved from wood and painted, they stand almost three inches tall and there are swordsmen, archers, and some horsemen. He arranges them by type as he explains, "Well, we can take turns picking a soldier, then fight each other. Or was can remake one of the battles from my books or that daddy was in."

As he's explaining, there is the gentle tinking of china as his mother brings a large tray into the room. Small plates and spoons are stacked together. A pie and a bowl of fresh whipped cream rest on the tray as well, with a pitcher and cups I'm not the serving girl at a tavern. "Bryan, hand these out, please." Bryan sighs. He looks at Lev. "One second, I have to help." He stands and helps his mother dish and hand out pie and hot cider. "It's cherry pie, double crust." She gives Lev and Bry double helpings of whipped cream. Bry sits down next to Lev, their knees touching.

The demon sniffs it instinctively before tasting it, using just the tip of his tongue with a squinting face to make sure it's good. It's sweet! His eyes are teary. "I'm okay. Just not used to it." He spoons a piece of it, gently chewing and swallowing it. "Your mother is a good cook. Ok, let's battle each other!"

Bryan looks worried. He leans close, pretending to play with soldiers. "What's wrong? Did I do something?"

"No no. I thought that's how you play, right? You hit the soldiers together, and pretend?"

"That's how we play. But you looked so sad, like you might cry."

"Oh. That's because my taste buds aren't well equated with sweets. I typically eat meat, raw meat." He takes another bite, assuring that he's okay. "See, I'm fine."

"Oh...Do you want some meat for dessert instead?"

"No. Let's just play already!" He rolls his eyes, still smiling. Lev scoops up some soldiers, a few horses, and archers.

Bry smiles and explains the 'rules' in between huge bites of pie and whipped cream. Cherry and whipped cream surrounds his mouth, a bit of whipped cream even on the tip of his nose. He sets up his force and Lev does his own.

"You have a bit of cream on your nose." Lev looks over his shoulder to make sure nobodies looking, then licks it off. "There we go." His tail wiggles and then relaxes. "Okay. My archers are stretching their bows!" Lev moves his horses and swordsman around, making sounds for them to animate it. "We will ruin everything that you had once built! Prepare, to be... Destroyed!!"

"Never! For honor and justice!" He moves his forces around. The pair of boys battle, soldiers being knocked over, reinforcements arriving, He finishes his pie long before Lev. Mother takes Sally and puts her to bed, retiring to her room to sew a dress she's been working on. Aldan tosses another log on the fire, then sits and watches the two of them, smoking his pipe and playing absently with his pendant. Time passes and the battle ends, Bryan letting out a huge yawn.

"Seems like you won this time, but I'll return with more tomorrow!" Lev stands up, stretching on his tippy toes, his tail swiping to the left and right before settling back. "Tired? Are you ready to sleep?" He helps him clean up the toy soldiers and put them away.

Bryan nods as the pair puts the toys away. Aldan watches. "Do you want a story tonight, Bry?"

Bryan looks at Lev, his eyes questioning.

"We're game." Lev bows to him. "That's what they say at my school, at least."

Aldan grins. "Alright. You boys get ready and I'll be up shortly. And Bryan, wash the pie from your face. What a waste of good pie." He teases.

Bryan takes Lev's hand and leads him upstairs.

Halfway up the stairs, Lev grabs Bryan by the hips and licks the rest of the pie off of his face. "You can be messy with me. I'll always clean you up." He races him up the stairs, winning this one at least. "Is it okay if I just sleep in my undies?"

"What else would you sleep in?" Bryan seems genuinely curious.

"Oh? I always sleep in this." He hides his legs under the bed, patting a spot for him.

"Me too. Well, not that but in my unders." Bry takes off his clothes and settles in next to Lev. "You're so warm. It's nice because it's a little cold tonight." He leans in close and whispers into Lev's ear "I'm getting a stiffy again." He looks down, smiling, and pulls his unders down enough to show Lev his hard boy stick.

Lev touches it, his tail curling by the younger boy. "Your Dad's gonna be up soon, though. Maybe we can take care of it after he goes to bed? We can play with each others."

"Really? Okay!!!" He bounces in excitement. "Can we kiss again, too?"

Lev grabs the back of his head, pulling him in for a deep kiss. "Hey Bry, you think about girls at all?"

Bryan thinks for a moment, still holding onto Lev. "Yeah, of course. I have to watch my sister sometimes. And Alicia at school is one of my study partners."

"No, I mean, like... Attraction." He feels along Bry's upper leg under the sheets.

"Attraction! That's it." Bry turns to face Lev. His eyes bright with excitement. "That's what I feel. Like if you leave, I'm going to be sick. Oh, gosh, no! I've never felt that way about a girl. Or anyone except when I saw you."

Le Smiles. "Do you know what that means? You're gay. Like me. Your father, he likes men and women. That means he is bisexual. In this kingdom and many others it's very normal and accepted." Lev Squeezes him and kisses the top of his head. "Hard to believe some parts on the other side of the world would think differently, huh?"

Bry lays his head on Lev's shoulder. "How do they think?"

Le turns his said, making a thinking man's sound. "Weeeell... They think it's wrong. And they hurt the people that are different to them. Nobody is gonna hurt us though." He gives him one more kiss as he hears Aldan walking up the steps. "Shoot! Keep calm." His tail whips at the pillows, avoiding his friends skin.

"So, they would think it was wrong for dad and Drew? Or you and me?"

Bryan settles into bed, pulling the blankets over him and Lev. Aldan knocks on the door and enter a few seconds later. He enters, shutting the door behind him. He takes a chair and sits near the bed, crossing his legs. He tousles Bryan's hair, and strokes Lev's cheek, surprisingly gently. "Story or do you boys want to talk about anything?"

Lev looks to Bryan. "What do you want to do?"

Bryan shrugs. "What do you want?"

"I don't know. What kind of story? What kind of questions do you want to ask?" He looks confused, also a bit paranoid still of his father.

Aldan lean back in his chair. "Any kind of story you boys would like to hear. I meant that if you have any questions for me. Although I'm curious, Lev. You live with your grandparents? What of you parents?" He puffs on his pipe watching the pair of boys. Bryan settles closer to Lev.

"Uhmm..." He bites his bottom lip. "They passed away. I'd rather not talk about it."

Aldan nods. I understand. "I'm sorry. Well, how about a story about the Battle of the Gods at Mt. Deismar? Or a pirate story?"

Bryan slides a hand onto Lev's side when he mentions his parents. "Lev, you choose. I guess we can skip a story of you'd rather." Bryan yawns.

He looks a Bryan, almost wanting to just run his fingers through his hair and let him fall asleep in his arms. "How about a pirate story while we fall asleep? It won't be long for us."

Lev shuts out the candles from across the room in an instant, leaving only one lit by where Aldan sits.

Aldan puffs on his pipe. "Right." He looks startled for a moment. Then he chuckles. "Drew would do that." Sorrow shows in his eyes. "The tale of the dread pirate Roberts, the scourge of the four great seas it is, then." Aldan tells the story with some flair and skill, using his pipe as a sword, or to punctuate some point in the story. He strides about the room, raising and lowering his voice. Bryan falls asleep quickly, his breathing becoming deep and regular. He wraps and arm around Lev and snuggles up to him closely. Aldan's only reactions are to raise an eyebrow and smile quickly. As Lev's eyelids droop, he backs out of the room, quietly, leaving the boys to sleep with a whispered 'good night' and 'I love you'.

Chapter Two.

Trigger Warning: There's some parts with detailed descriptions of sexual abuse, so read at your own discretion.

Fourteen hours pass before Lev wakes up. The sun is already out and it's past lunch time. Downstairs, the mother is already preparing a meal for supper. Lev rubs the crust from out his eyes, cleans his tail, and stretches for a moment before he steps out of bed. Still tired, in need of coffee. He looks around the room. `Oh. So it wasn't a dream?' He thinks. `No way. I really slept with Bryan?' He blushes to himself as he puts back on his kimono, which is a bit wrinkled now. The horse is eating outside of the window. He smiles, feeling a bit relaxed, then moves downstairs and stands in the dark in silence, falling into a trance while food is made in the other room. A distant voice is speaking to him in a language that he doesn't understand. It's taken the form of a shadow, almost like that of an old man, hidden in the corner of the dark room. It vanishes as he feels himself going dizzy, a slight buzzing headache growing. `Uggghhh... Please, not again.' Thankfully, the pain passes. But he continues to stand there as if he were lost.

Aldan enters from outside. He's carrying several small packages. He's about to pass by Lev, standing stone still in the dark before he notices him. "Lev? He asks quietly. Are you okay?"

"Huh?" He looks back at him. "I'm... fine. Just kind of out of it, I guess. Need coffee. Where's Bryan?"

"Coffee's this way." He nods towards the kitchen, and leads Lev that direction, walking slowly and looking back at the boy. Concern is obvious on his face. "Bryan's at school. Should be home in an hour or two. Hungry?"

Lev nods. "Starving." He pulls up a seat, sitting on his feet to make him feel taller.

Aldan grabs a plate, placing a pair of fresh trout on it. He hands sets it down in front of Lev. "Coffee will be a minute. Drew always liked fish. I hope you will, too." He heads back to the kitchen, leaving Lev alone at the table with his fish. He returns a couple of minutes later with a pot and two cups. He pours coffee for each of them.

Lev takes a fork and knife, cutting the trout into nice slices as he eats it, taking large gulps of the warm coffee in between bites. "It's delicious. Not too tender, not too flaky though." He fills his coffee cup back up. Thank you for the food, sir. Lev's hair is a bit greasy today from sleeping for so long and having strange dreams. He pushes his hair out of his eyes each time he goes down for another bite of fish.

"You're welcome." He smiles. "You don't have to be so polite. Drew would tear into his food. I'm used to it."

"Well, I am commanded to be polite to my elders at school, or else it's a beating on the arms."

Aldan frowns. "Bryan's never mentioned beatings."

"We don't go to the same school."

Le finishes his plate, taking it to the sink before he sits back down.

"Oh, I thought you did. How did you two meet, then?"

"Yesterday as I was leaving the library he noticed me wandering around, obviously lost, since I don't come to this part of the kingdom much... The library where you live is quite beautiful though. Sometimes I like to just be inside of it more than I like to read in it." He gazes upwards as he speaks, then looks back at Aldan to sip on his coffee. "He pointed me in the direction towards his home, then asked if I wanted to see his horse! A horse as a pet? I thought they were only for battles and traveling. So he showed me the horse, how he rides it, had me hop on, then showed me what he feeds it." He finishes his second coffee, filling for a third, last in the pot. "Sorry for drinking it all. Ours at the temple is much stronger, which is what I'm used to."

"Drew used to make coffee for us." Aldan smiles at the memory. "It had other effects than just waking a person, a being, up. You live under the temple?"

"Yes. It's very small, not as small as some of the others though." His face slowly depresses. "You miss him a lot, don't you?"

"Every moment that I breathe. Awake or asleep. He stares off into the distance. Sometimes, if I look far enough away, I can almost see him. Waiting for me. I was able to speak to him briefly yesterday, thanks to Aizen. In two years, I can speak to him again." He smiles, but it is a sad, sorrowful smile. "That's not so very long, I suppose."

"Maybe to you, since you're a human." He pauses. "I don't understand, though, what made him so important to you. Plenty of other boys and girls his age and younger are executed at least every month, if not bi-weekly, right? Do you not agree that the penalty for his crime should have been death?" He's very serious, not trying to offend, but just confused. "I know these details because my school is close to the prison and jail. It is for youth that have been delinquent, but are sick mentally, so they aren't taken to the jail. There are only five other students with me. A month ago, we were forced to see an old student that had done something bad go to the block. The crowd was probably the most disturbing of it all. You weren't there though... Sorry. I do not mean to ramble or offend."

"No, Lev, you're fine." He thinks for a minute. "I don't know, well, I didn't know what was different about Drew. There was something about him that. . .intrigued me from the moment he was brought in." He smiles remembering the first meeting and subsequent attempts to win Drew's trust. "It was almost the full month before he opened up and we talked for the first time. Not as jailer to prisoner, but as equals. I loved him by that time. I confessed my love, not directly. But he understood." He shakes his head and starts another pot of coffee. "Maybe he was just bored or lonely or afraid. Maybe all of that. I held him. He kissed me. We gave each other head. After that, it was love."

"Go on..."

"The next day I brought him some fresh food. We lunched together. We fucked. He gave me this." He pulls off his tunic and holds out his arm, showing the scar that marks Drew's favorite spot to bite and draw blood. "We kissed with my blood. I bit him and we kissed with his. And more. Third day, I brought in a priestess of Selune and Drew and I were married. He touches the pendant around his neck. He's fairly well put together for an older man. She told us that we'd been married before. Been lovers before." He stands and goes to a large chest of drawers and hutch. He picks up a small box and brings it back to the table. "We'd sworn an oath in some past existence." He takes his dagger and pierces the tip of his thumb, dropping a single drop of blood on the box. The symphony of their love, Drew and Aldan, begins. "We find each other in life after life. We meet and fall in love again and again. Then we are parted by death. So it has been, so it shall be. Until finally we are allowed to be together forever." He wipes his eyes and breathes a heavy sigh.

He feels sad for him, but still a bit frustrated. "I'm sorry for your loss... But you still haven't answered some of my questions." His arms are crossed now.

"Which questions?"

Lev sighs. "I asked if you agree that his penalty for his crimes should have been what he was given. I also wanted to understand why he was different than other young ones. All I know is that you were both meant to be together, which is fine, it's no doubt the truth, which can be proven by this prophetic magic and the crystals you wear. But I still don't understand why if you had been so affected by his loss that you would continue with your job."

"If I had refused to do my duty, I would have been stood beside him on the block. If I have allowed him to escape, I'd have joined him on the block. Odds are my wife and children would have been punished as well." He shrugs. "I tried to think of some way to gain clemency for him, or to help him escape where I would not be punished. I could think of none." He looks at Lev. "He tried to escape early on. He failed and was tortured for three days and nights." He stands and retrieves the fresh coffee, pouring a cup for Lev. "As for his punishment. He did kill four men. There may have been mercy if his father or a friend had stood for him at the trial. No one did. No one even tried to visit him." He stares down at his cup, absently playing with the handle.

"I see..." He falls into deep thought. "A true tragedy."

"Yes. Besides, I'm a guard. My opinions on justice and punishment is not sought out by the great and powerful." He sighs. "But no, I don't think we should be hanging or beheading children."

"Would you prefer to see the king suffer?" Lev finishes his cup. "It's a joke."

"I'd rather no one suffer. Man, boy. Human, demon, wolf. No one. I've seen enough of that."

"One of my higher familiars tells me that one must suffer in order to understand suffering and find freedom from it. She is the only one in the temple that helps me. The others have given up hope. They think I am already dead. I work with ever almost every day after finishing school. She heals me, tells me what I need to do, what to read..."

Aldan nods. "I suppose that's true regarding suffering." He looks at Lev. "Why have they given up on you? Drew hadn't given up you. He wanted me, wants me to help you."

Lev looks down, falling into deeper sadness. "He was visited by a spirit, like the other boy that committed a massacre. I think that's how he's connected to me. I was also visited by it. The third so far. Everyone sees what has happened and they have given up hope. They are afraid of me, because I have perfected the spells that the familiars have been practicing their entire lives effortlessly, naturally.. And I have gifts they haven't seen before either, which also disturbs them. They know, I know, what will happen. It has already affected me with lunacy. I am driven insane by the power, the evil... Sometimes I feel like if I let it out, the entire world would explode. Maybe I should just kill myself before I do any harm. That's what I tell myself all of the time."

Aldan leans forward and puts his hand on Lev's shoulder, squeezing gently. "Hush with that sort of talk. Drew told me to find Aizen and together he and I can help you. I don't believe you're insane. I don't believe your unalterable destiny is to destroy the world or yourself. Drew had that power. He could have used his magic to escape, leaving bodies behind him. He chose not to. He chose. Just like you have a choice, Lev." He kneels down in front of Lev, maintaining his hand on the shoulder and squeezing his leg. "I'm not going to let you go through that. I couldn't help Drew. We found each other too late. It's not too late for you."

"What if it is?" He pushes his hand away. "I... I... I am insane. Sometimes I black out and forget where I was. I get these horrible migraines and destroy things when they happen. I've hurt people too, but it was justified by the court and law... Except the last thing, which landed me into the school."

"Let Aizen and I help you." He replaces his hand on Lev's shoulder. "Drew wouldn't have told us find you if we couldn't do anything to help you. We just have to figure out what's happening and why. You're not alone. I've seen how you look at Bryan and how he looks at you. You're both very young, but you know how you feel. Are you prepared to just give that up?"

He gulps." How could he have known so quickly? No, he must mean friends... Good friends. You don't understand what I've gone through. Aizen could, not fully though. Nobody can. If Bryan knew some of the truth about me, he'd freak and probably never talk to me again. I'm a monster, Aldan. I mean, just look at me."

Aldan looks Lev in the eyes. "I've seen monsters, Lev. I've fought them. You're not a monster. Just because you may have done monstrous things, that doesn't make you a monster." He stands and goes to the window, staring out at the horse cantering in his corral. "I walked my husband to the chopping block." His voice is heavy with emotion and regret. "I knelt him down and watched." He gulps hard. "I held his head for the crowd to see. I've done monstrous things, Lev, terrible things. Am I a monster?"

Lev looks back at him, the insane look returning. "I don't know... Are you? Maybe, we all are. Maybe... we need to be cleansed."

Drew turns back. "Or maybe forgiven." He watches Lev's face. "Cleansed? Let a being look to his own self before deciding on the guilt of others. Does Bryan need to be cleansed? Mikkey? Sally?" He moves next to Lev and kneels down beside him again. "I couldn't save Drew. I can try to save you. He wanted that. I have to try, for him and for you. You're not a monster. You're a boy. Just a boy."

The demon doesn't say a word and begins rocking back and forth, staring through Aldan instead of at him. "I don't know. I don't understand anything."

Aldan hugs Lev, whispering to him. "I don't either. Not completely. But it was Drew's last wish that I find you and save you. Even if it wasn't, I'd want to try...you're just a boy, Lev. For your sake, for my sake, for Bryan's sake...let me help you."

"But how?" He looks at it his hands, which are shaking. "Not even my familiar can save me. Or the school."

Aldan leans back, sitting on his heels. "That I don't know." He takes Lev's hands in his own. "Not yet, at least. Tell me what happens, what you're afraid of. I know it's hard, I know it's close to the problem Drew had, he killed people without meaning to, without wanting to." He stands and pulls his tunic back on. "Let's pack some food and get started. I think we should talk with Aizen. And if you'd like to see Drew's resting place, I think he'd like for you to visit him."

Le slowly stands up out of his chair, a dazed look on his face. "How do you know Aizen so well? He just moved here.. What will we do at Drew's grave? Will he.. Speak to me?"

"I just met Aizen yesterday. Drew told me to find him and you." He runs his hands through Lev's hair, combing it with his fingers, careful to avoid his horns. "I don't know. . .I just know he'd like to see you."

Lev nods "Okay. Remember, I'm lost. You'll have to lead me the way..."

Aldan gives Lev a look, arching an eyebrow at him. "Don't snarl at me. I'm on your side, remember. If you want to stay the night again, that would be fine. I know Bryan would be thrilled. He couldn't stop talking about you at breakfast. But we should talk to your grands first. Got everything? If so, let's go."

"I'm wearing everything I have." He follows Aldan out of the door, tightening the string around his kimono. The weather is cloudy and cold, not beautiful and calm like yesterday, but instead tense and sorrowful. "Nice weather, huh?"

"Oh, I don't mind the gray and the cold. It is what it is." He looks at Lev. "Will you be warm enough? This is all you have? All?"

Lev nods again. "Yes, yes, yes. Let's go, old man! I'll race you." He gets into a motion as if he's really in a race, but Aldan seems all too serious to be playing around with him. "Or not... It is probably a six mile walk or so."

"Six miles? That's nothing." He looks at Lev, smiling. He nudges him with his shoulder. "I was in the army, remember. I've done plenty of marching. In weather far worse than this. May I ask you a serious question, Lev?"

Lev stops for a moment. "Maybe... I guess."

"You said this is all you have. Is that your choice? Or are you not allowed?"

"What else would I bring?"

Aldan slaps his forehead with his palm. "Oh! I thought you meant that this was all you owned in the world. My mistake."

He spins around as he walks. "Well.... It's quite close. I have my bed, a few pieces of clothing, and my schoolbooks. That's all."

"No toys? No books for fun?"

Lev shakes his head. "Nope."

"Hmmm." Aldan nods gravely. "What do you do for fun?" He sets a brisk pace, a soldier's pace.

"I don't do anything at the moment, since my life revolves around rehabilitation. I wrote for the paper a few times though, just about books and such, or new laws in the kingdom. After my recent incident I had the job taken away from me."

"I see. Perhaps you could keep a journal of this time. Publish it later." With his aura of command, and his uniform and sword, people clear out of their way as they walk. Aldan doesn't push people out of the way or try to draw attention to himself. "It might help spur reform. It would be a step forward if we could stop the execution of children. We're visiting the grave or finding Aizen first?" He looks at Lev. "Hmmm. That's a serious face."

"Either. I won't mind either way."

"I'd like to check on Aizen. was exhausted when I carried him back to his apartment. Do you know his girlfriend?"

"His GIRLFRIEND?" Lev bursts out laughing. "You mean his BOYFRIEND? Yes, I know them! Him, I mean. An elf boy. Very polite, very handsome, but I would never want to get on his bad side."

"Boyfriend? I see. A demon and an elf?" Aldan whistles and shrugs. "That's no stranger than Drew and I, I suppose. What about you, Lev? Have you a boyfriend or girlfriend?"

Lev looks down at his feet. "I don't know. I'm working on it."

"Well, don't tell Bryan if you do. He'd be devastated." He looks at Lev, smiling. "He's got quite a crush on you, you know."

Lev makes a sharp gasp. "Oh? He does? I didn't, I didn't notice... Well, I am not interested in men, so you don't have to worry about that!" He fake laughs.

"That's probably a good for both of us. I gave Bryan some advice on that topic at breakfast." They're making very good time. They smell coffee. Strong, fresh coffee. The smell becomes more powerful as they walk.

"They must be roasting beans. Busy day I guess." Lev shrugs his shoulders. "What did you tell him? Maybe some of the advice could help me?"

"I told him that he's awfully young, and that he needs to be careful. But if he really likes you, he should tell you." Aldan shakes his head. "Gods know I'm not the one to judge anyone's love anymore. Whose to say you aren't meant for each other?" He points to the coffee shop. "Fancy a coffee?"

"I'm fine. I'll have one back at home. There's one just above our temple."

"Are you sure?"

Lev nods. "Trust me. Our beans are better." He licks his lips. "There's something about our coffee that brings the deviants to us all of the time. People leave the shop kissing, stripping on the road, and we have to push them into the bushes so that they'll stop!" He giggles. "One time I caught three girls having sex under a tree by the shop. Outrageous! I had to hit them away with a broom!"

Aldan nods. "Yes, I've felt that. Drew made me coffee." He smiles at the memory. "Promise me, Lev, that if you're not interested in Bryan, that you'll let him know without hurting him. That's all I ask of you. Don't hurt him."

"Okay. I'll, uhm... Tell him tonight, that I'm totally not interested in him, or any guy in any way, but I'll say it nicely." He points at down the road. "Here we are!"

"That's not exactly what I meant. Yes, here we are."

The two of them enter the dimly lit coffee shop, pulling up two high chairs by the bar. The man over the counter, taller with long horns, full beard and mustache, looks at the two of them. He sets up a pourover set up and says to Lev. "Now Lev, did you wash your feet before entering the door? Do you want extra cleaning duties around here?" Lev looks down at the soles of his feet, which are black with rocks stuck into them. He grunts, runs back to the door, and comes back with clean feet. "Sorry sir." The coffee is grounded, heated up, and presented to them in three minutes tops.

"You really make a ritual out of your coffee."

The man making the coffee bows. "It's a meditation."

Lev reaches in the pocket of his kimono and gives him two coins.

Aldan doesn't say anything. Thinking back to the first time he had coffee with Drew. He closes his eyes and breathes in the steam, smelling the beans. Remembering. He sighs, wipes his eyes, and takes a small sip.

"Are you alright, sir?" He's already drank half of his coffee. Lev reaches over the counter, taking a single herb and putting it into his coffee. "Helps me relax."

He smiles at Lev mournfully. "Yes. I was just thinking about Drew. The coffee reminds me of him. Of our first time together."

Lev nods. "Old man would say he made some of the best coffee here. But he won't. They won't, because they're full of shit." The old man is gone to a different room, which is full of absinthe. "To be honest, he doesn't like me either for much of the same reasons."

"What do you mean?"

"They think I'll be like Drew and the other boy before him. That I'll hurt people and end up on the block." He makes a line around his neck and a sound. "I think almost everyone here hates me, except my familiar, and Aizen, and his boyfriend, Holt."

"Did they hate Drew?"

Lev shakes his head. "Of course they do! He makes demons look bad for what he did! They're normalized from living in this community of fake people, who they think actually like them... Idiots by the lot." He finishes his coffee. "But in the forests, they would feel more empathy I'm sure, because they don't live under illusions of false security and that everything is okay."

Aldan grunts. "What makes them look bad is standing by while a boy rots in prison. What makes them look bad is not one of them visiting him once, not once, because they're too scared about their precious image." He speaks loudly. "Drew paid for his crime. And not one of his 'people' stood by him. Maybe if one of them had tried, he never would have ended up there in the first place." He pushes the coffee away angrily. "His coffee was better."

The two of them make their way down the bottom of the staircase the apartment floors. He stops by one door halfway down the hallway, almost knocking, then continues down the hall to Aizen's door. "I'm just gonna open it and shock him. Try to scare him or something. Don't worry, it'll be funny!" He opens the door, rushing inside, but stops dead in his tracks to see Aizen in bed with someone under the sheets moving their head up and down.

Aizen's eyes are closed and his hands are behind his head leaned up against a pillow on the wall. "Oh yeah, Holt. Suck that three incher! Oooooh! My love! My love! Ahhhhh."

Lev makes a fake cough a few times and the two boys in bed shriek, Holt rolling over and off of the bed, naked and exposed with a hard on. He hides it, running to put on his clothes as Aizen takes his time to wrap on his fundoshi. Aizen blushes, "Oh, sorry about that. You should have knocked, Lev!"

Aldan blushes as he stands in the doorway. He coughs and clears his throat. "I'm, uh, glad you're recovered, Aizen." he turns away from the boys as they dress.

Lev walks over to Aizen, looking at his clothes on the floor. "Holt, I'm taking some of your clothes. I've had to wear these damn dresses all week. No more!" He strips off his kimono. Now there are two of them almost bare naked.

Holt rushes to the kitchen, knocking Lev in the shoulder on accident. He speaks up, "I better get going. Don't want to be late for training!" He rushes out of the room, opening it back up to say goodbye to his love and blow him kisses. After he leaves, the two dressed demons make their way over to Aldan. Aizen sits back up at a tall chair like usual. Lev sits on top of the table and messes up the order on some of the music sheets. He's wearing pants and a bit large shirt woven with brown fabric that reveals some of his chest.

"Well, uh, this isn't awkward at all." Aldan sits, uncomfortable at his erection.

Aizen looks over at Lev. "What do you say, Lev? Should we take care of the old man?" He looks back at him. "I'm kidding. So... Now that the three of us are together... What do we do?" Lev is confused, crosses his arms. His tail accidentally slides all of the papers off of the table.

"You two couldn't handle me." He smirks. "I don't know. I thought that perhaps we could put our heads together and figure something out. Some plan of action. I'm still not sure what Lev is capable of or afraid he might do."

Lev retorts, "But I haven't even done anything."

"And yet, everyone fears you? Drew told me had visions in the flames that he could summon. That's how he knew what you looked like, Lev." Aldan leans back in his chair. "He felt a connection to you. Knew you were... coming to a crisis point and that Aizen and I could help you. Or stop you." He thinks to himself.

Aizen looks back at Lev. "What about your parents?"

"What about them?" He looks down, frustrated.

Aldan remarks, "It might help us understand. Drew told me about his mother. That was very hard for him. I know you've just met me, but if you don't trust me, how can I help you?"

Lev stands up, cursing them. "Fuck this. I'm not saying shit to EITHER of you!"

Aldan sighs. He's unsure of how to proceed. Press the boy? Or back off. He opts for caution. "I'm sorry to press you, Lev. Tell us what you can about what happens with you."

Lev fights back. "I already told you! I destroy everything! I hurt people!"

Aldan reaches into his tunic, pulling out the charm Drew gave him. "These are supposed to protect us from your power. One for me, one for Aizen, one for Bry. He was very specific about that."

"Protect? You mean, protect me from killing you all?" The temperature in the room is rising and Aldan starts to notice that he's sweating profusely.

Aizen stands out of his chair, cautiously walking to him. "Calm down, Lev. You don't want to destroy our home, do you?"

He falls to the ground, hitting his head. "Maybe I should since you all just want me to die! I don't know! I don't get anything! You're all just going to kill me. It's me or you! You can't help me!"

Aldan moves over to Lev, his face worried as he wipes sweat from his brow. He kneels down. "Lev, I don't want you to die. I can't accept that it's us or you. There has to be a way to save you. Calm down." He looks at Aizen confused and concerned.

Lev looks back at him in anger, throwing him with a certain power against the high chairs, a flame emerging from his hand. "It didn't protect you from that, did it?"

Aizen is frozen in place, unsure of what to do. He knows that Lev is far stronger, in fact, the strongest demon currently alive.

Aldan recovers and stands. His hand wants to go for his sword. He doesn't though. Lev is just a boy. Younger than Drew. More scared than Drew. Lonelier than Drew. "You weren't trying to hurt me. Lev, listen to me. If I wanted to kill you I could have slit your throat after Bry left for school. I could have hacked you down in the street. I don't want to kill you. I want to save, Lev. You're letting your fear and anger at everybody else who's turned their backs on you and given up. Written you off drive your anger. I haven't written you off. I haven't given up on you. Think about what you really want, Lev. If you won't trust me, trust Aizen."

"You want me to kill them, instead?"

Aizen grunts. "No, you idiot! We're trying to help you! No more talk about killing people. This is ridiculous!" Aizen grabs his hand, which is still on fire. "See? If you really wanted to hurt us, you would turn me into ashes right now. But you won't." Lev let's go, looking ashamed of himself. Aizen slaps him across the face. "Now calm down, you fool! We're trying to help you. Let us..."

Lev backs into the table, squeezing his legs.

Aldan kneels in front of Lev. "It's okay to be afraid, Lev. You're not alone. You've got people right here who care about you and want to help. I just don't know how. I look at you, I look at both of you, and I see so much of Drew. I have to help you, don't you see?" He sits. "I just don't know how yet."

Lev hides his face into his knees. Aizen walks over to the bed and sighs, practicing his guitar. "He's not gonna open up to us."

"It's up to us to prove ourselves, I guess." He sighs and leans back, stretching his legs out in front of him. "How we do that I don't know."

He looks at Lev. "Lev, you like Bryan, right?"

The demon slowly nods. "Yeah...."

"More than you've said." He holds up his hand, silencing Lev before he can deny it. "I'm not blind. I know what I saw last night in the bath and when I was telling you two the bedtime story. Why else would Drew give a stone to Bry if you two weren't meant to be? Do you think I'd let something happen to you knowing how devastated Bry would be? Just tell us what you can. You can't keep shit like that bottled up. It builds and builds and that's what will end up making you explode."

"I don't know where to start..."

"Start wherever you want. What were you thinking when you threw me across the room?"

Lev looks up at him, his eyes teary. "That you were going to attack me. Hurt me..."

Aldan looks hurt. "I wasn't. I wouldn't. Not unless you were out of control and I had to save Bryan or one of my children. I wasn't, Lev. Gods, I just want to hold you and make you feel better." He sighs.

"Don't touch me!" Lev digs he feet further into the table. "I mean, without permission..."

"I won't. You growled at me when I fixed your hair, remember. Even though I know to be careful of your horns."

Aizen stops playing his guitar, putting it down and asks his friend, "Why don't you want him to touch you, Lev? You let me play with your hair or lick your tail. Is it because he's older? Something else?"

Lev anxiously looks around the room, not wanting to hurt them, but also afraid of speaking.

Aldan listens with curiosity. "Don't be afraid, Lev. I know most boys your age think I'm ancient. Or is it something else? Did a human hurt you?"

He nods his head. "Yes..."

Aizen walks over to him, carefully moving to him, to pet Lev's sparkly ebony black tail, theirs playing together for a moment, trying to calm him down. "Lev... It's okay. You can tell us. Aizen moves up closer to him and massages his shoulders. Was it like what happened to Holt?"

Lev looks at him, a sad, childish face. He nods again.

Aldan looks at Aizen. "Holt is your boyfriend, from earlier? What happened to him?"

Aizen looks to him. "He was raped by women at some point in his life... He won't go into details."

Aldan shakes his head. "Did the human rape you?" Aldan asks gently.

Lev nods again. "There were six of them... And I was seven."

"Six of them?" Aldan's face grows dark.

"It took me three months to recover from the attack... I was able to give a description on three of them. They were hung, burnt in public... And they were soldiers too. They would have been given the sword if it weren't for a petition the demons made." He sniffs up his snot, wiping away at tears. "And I don't know where the other three are."

Aizen continues to rub Lev's shoulders. "I remember the people at home talking about it... I had no clue it was you. I'm so sorry, Lev. You didn't deserve it. Nobody deserves anything like that. You know that it wasn't your fault, right?" The two demon boys tails play with each other. "Lev, maybe you should tell him about your parents since we're already this far. What do you say?"

Lev groans. "No.... I can't do that. Hurts too much. I can't let Bryan know... He'll hate me."

Aldan reassures him, "We don't have to tell Bryan anything we talk about, Lev. And he won't hate you."

The demon wolf begins to cry again. Aizen whispers something into his ears, letting him cry into his shoulder and chest for a moment before he's able to get out of it. Aizen explains for him. "His parents were very abusive to him. When he was ten, they were in the midst of a violent fight. His mother was pulling on his horns as hard as she could, saying she wanted to see if she could tear them out. And he lashed out with a flame that ripped her apart... His father tried to kill him, but Lev was too fast. He was held in court, but with all of the eyewitnesses at the temple, it was deemed that it was self-defense. I have no doubts that it was. Everyone in the temple would agree."

Lev taunts. "No more... I can't. I'll fall apart."

Aizen wraps himself around him, hugging him tightly. "Ssshhh. You're okay. We're going to get you through this."

Aldan asks, "His mother was demon? Or part demon?"

"His mother was wolf and his father was demon."

"You can't blame yourself, Lev. Pulling your horns...she knew what pain that would cause. Drew blamed himself for his mother, too."

Aizen slowly helps Lev stand up, rubbing his back as he does so. Their tails are intwined tightly, almost as if Lev doesn't want to let go. "He's still scared. Lev, Drew said, he confirmed, that if you weren't helped, then you will destroy the entire kingdom and maybe the world... I don't think that's what you want. I think, whatever it is that visited you when you were younger, it's trying to use you or something. Somehow, we're going to save you. Right, Aldan?"

Aldan's eyes go wide. "He did say that, yes. I didn't want to tell you, Lev, because I thought it might scare you. He also said that Aizen and I could save you and the Kingdom. Bryan has some part to play as well. I go back to our stones. They must protect us, somehow. Do either of you know anyone who might know more about them?"

Both of them nod. Lev continues, "They're stones from a sacred rock that dates back in ancient times; it's magic is said to allow the dead to watch over and protect loved ones."

As they speak and explain, Aldan looks at his stone as he twirls it.

Aizen goes on, "I think there's a way to figure out what it is that's been possessing demons for the past twenty years, but this person... He's an enemy of ours. His kind was at war with us for a very long time until three hundred years ago. None of the familiars in the area would dare visit him, but he is a specialist in possessions by spirits, ghosts, and ancient deities..."

Lev shakes his head dramatically. "We will not visit him. He is a member of a tribe that slaughtered thousands of our people! And yet, because he gifted land to the kingdom, they allow him freedom here."

"But if he can help us save you, we must. I perhaps I should go alone?" Aldan glares at both of them.

Lev is still frightened by the idea. Aizen asks, "But how could you do so without revealing who it is that's possessed?"

"I'll tell him I'm asking because of Drew." He looks down. "That I wonder if I'd met him sooner if I could have helped him somehow. If I could have saved him." He lowers his head into his arms. Closing his eyes, he sighs, trying to block the pain of missing his love.

Finally, Lev is able to let go and control himself. "I should go. I have to talk to my grandparents before I can spend another night."

"Would it help for them to meet me?"

Out of nowhere, Lev gives Aldan a hug. He hugs him tightly for a long period of time, then he lets go. "I'm sorry for hurting you." He runs out of the room and down the hallway.

As soon as he's gone, Aizen sighs loudly. "Man... For a second I thought he was gonna incinerate us."

Aldan sighs as well. "I don't think so. I think these stones will protect us from any real harm he means. He's so young. We have our work cut out for us. Save Lev and the city. Then track down those three and end them. Maybe the poor boy can have some peace then."

Aizen stares down at his feet. "Yeah.... But Drew didn't get any peace... Well, he did have you. Maybe that's good enough. No, it was more than good enough." He smiles. "Because he loved you more than anything and did that ritual with you." His voice cracks as he speaks. "And you were there for him even to the end. Because of you, he was able to... die in peace. I guess I contradicted myself, huh? No wonder you're the key to saving the kingdom." Aizen laughs as he fights back his tears.

Aldan rests his head in his arms. The stress of the day has taken its toll. Worry for Lev, remembering Drew. He weeps. "I miss him so much. I saw how Bry looked at Lev last night. I saw how he looked when he talked about him this morning. I don't want Bryan to feel what I feel. We have to save Lev. He deserves it, too. He's just a boy. Just like Drew."

"If you really want to figure out what's wrong with Lev, you'll have to visit that expert I mentioned... I don't trust him, but maybe you can get through to him. He lives just outside of the kingdom in the country, a tiny house shaped like a capsule, and many people regard him to be the most knowledgeable on abnormal entities in all of this continent." He looks away from Aldan. "If I saw him, I'd kill him myself, no matter what the cost. It's disgusting that this place, regardless of how peaceful it is to us, grants him asylum just for donating his land. His family was part of a tribe that killed thousands of my people."

Aldan stands and brushes himself off, restoring his tunic and slipping it on. "Did the person take part in the genocide?"

Lev walks down the hallway back to Aizen's door, not opening it, only waiting for them to finish conversing. He's too busy sorting through his bag, which is held over his shoulder.

Aizen nods. "We know that he killed at least twelve people. His family was murdered in a rebellion, so he lives alone. You should get going. I have to head back to school and practice for the symphony next week."

"I will." He takes a moment to memorize the name of the person and how to get to their residence. "Anything else I need to know, Aizen?"

"Just... Don't mention anything about demons to him."

"What? How the hell am I supposed to get information out of him without mentioning demons?" Aldan grumbles as he heads to the door. "Might as well tell me 'Don't use words with vowels!'."

Lev looks up at Aldan as he exits. "What's with all of the yelling? Is it about me destroying the world?"

"No. About me saving it without using words with vowels." He looks at Lev. "Have some hope, Lev. I'll do everything I can to save you." He smiles and waves to Aizen and heads out.

"Ready to go, Aldan?" Levs tail wags in excitement like a dog getting a treat. "My grandparents said it's fine, but I have to make it back to the school around lunch tomorrow."

They continue their walk up the stairwell and out of the temple, taking their time to admire the smell of the coffee.

"One for the road?"

Lev runs back inside, jumping over the counter, grabbing a bag of coffee for himself. The man on duty is passed out at a table with two bottles of absinthe next to him. "Damn alcoholic criticizing my feet. He should be fired!" He runs back out, stuffing the fresh beans into his bag. "Now you have fresh coffee for a week or two!"

Aldan frowns slightly. "That's stealing, isn't it, Lev?" He fishes around in his pocket for coins and leaves a few on the counter. "Let's go, Lev."

As they walk down the desolate roads at night, Aldan dances from side to side, running in circles around the older warrior, or grunting for him to go a bit faster. He doesn't realize how much weight of armor and weapons he's carrying. In fact, he's never touched a weapon in his life. "You know... That man that drank two bottles of absinthe, that's considered stealing too. Like... about two hundred silvers worth of stealing! But I get it... You're a man of the law and all."

"Not the law so much as right and wrong. I had the coins for it, and as much as we may love it, we don't need coffee to live." He quickens his pace. "Besides, I don't want to see you get into trouble and end up in jail. Which reminds me, Lev." He looks at the boy. "Why are you in your special school?"

"You can't tell Bryan... It would disturb him."

"I don't know, Lev. He's my son and I will protect him." He nods. "But I'll give you every benefit of the doubt that I can. If it was for beating up eleven-year-old boys, that would be bad. If it was for stealing? That's not something he needs to know, you're right."

"I hurt someone real bad..."

"I see." He looks at Lev, his eyes concerned and sympathetic. "Tell me."

He puts his arms behind his back, leaning his head down in shame. "Back in my other school, there was this girl. She was so rude, a horrible person! Made fun of other girls just because she was prettier. Not that I care about that, you know. But one day she was making fun of this younger girl who had a birth abnormality. She had no arms. Defenseless! How could she make fun of her?" His voice deepens with anger. "So I went up to her, put my hands around her neck, and began to squeeze tightly. Someone tried to stop me, but I knocked them towards the wall. It wasn't until I realized that I was about to end her life that I stopped. There was this voice in the back of my head telling me to keep going, use my power to disintegrate her or something, but I wouldn't give in. I wonder if Drew heard them too and they brainwashed him into doing those crimes."

"He heard the voices." he looks down as he walks. "The first person was his mother. He didn't give me details, just that he wasn't in control of what happened. The next people were a man he was burgling who caught him, again, he was trying to escape. He didn't set out to kill him. The last three he lost his temper. They had threatened and harassed him. They were likely going to beat him or worse. He killed two, and the third as he begged for mercy." He looks to see Lev's reaction. "He heard the voices. They told him to kill more and escape the prison. He wouldn't though."

"Because of you, right?"

"I don't know. Maybe I helped. But he made the decision on his own. It's easier sometimes to do something hard when there's someone who believes in you and loves in your corner." He looks at Lev, curious. "Do you hear the voices all the time or do they come and go? Is it one voice or many voices?"

"They come and go. It's only one. That of an older man. Ancient. I mean, before any deities existed. At least that's how I imagine it."

"I see. One old man. We got this, Lev." Aldan says smiling, trying to sound cheerful. "This fellow we're visiting doesn't like demons, so I don't know what to do with you."

"Yes. Every demon here knows who he is." He spits. "Not like I really want his help, but whatever. I don't know how you'll get anything from him. I guess you could say I'm an elf or a plain anthro. Having horns on my head gives things away, though. That's beside the point - I'm not going in."

Aldan nods. "What will you do? Wait for me nearby?"

"I don't know. You could go alone, or you could talk Holt, if you're too afraid."

"I'm not afraid. I thought I was going to have to visit him alone, but Aizen suggested you tag along. I thought maybe you two had some sort of plan. We're halfway there. so I don't fancy going back." He looks at Lev. "You just hang out somewhere nearby and watch for me. If something happens and I don't come out, you can warn Aizen and Holt."

"Alright... I mean, what do you even plan to say? Hey, I think some spirit is haunting my friend?" He runs in front of Aldan, facing him as he walks backwards. "Honestly, I think you should just WOP his head off right as soon as you enter, but that's just me..."

Aldan chuckles. "It's not a bad idea and from I've heard, he deserves it. But it's really hard to get answers from a decapitated head."

Aldan fell into silence as they walked. Lev is obviously still so young. His playfulness as he walks shows that. He thought of Aizen, also young but more even keeled. He thought of Drew. Dear Drew. His heart grew heavy. He looked at Lev. He was certainly a beautiful boy. He'd thought of him often since seeing him experimenting with Bryan. Lev was attractive, that was clear. Seeing him nude had sent shivers through Aldan. Thinking back on Lev and Bry in the tub, their dicks hard. Bry was very cute. A good body. Aldan shook his head. 'I shouldn't think such things. We're facing annihilation and I'm getting a hard-on thinking my son and his best friend.'

"No. I'll figure out something. I'll stick as close to the truth as I can."

"Alright," he whines sarcastically. "So he lives close to you, huh?"

"Closer to me than your temple. Which given the way he views your people, makes sense. Can I ask you something you aren't going to like?"

"No. I mean, I guess I don't have a choice, do I?" stops in his tracks, looking both ways. I think I know the way from here. "They always said it's down a hard road with the tallest trees in the kingdom."

Aldan follows behind him. "You know what happened with Drew and his mother? Did something like that happen with your parents? Or did they send you to your grandparents when your power became evident?" He speaks cautiously, trying to convey with his tone that he knows this is hard for Lev.

"No... They were lucky in that aspect. When it happened, I had ran away from home, and it came to me in the forest where I slept."

Lev stops walking. They come to a small house shaped like a capsule stuck halfway in the ground, the front door open with the lights on. Two horses are out by the front as well.

Aldan stops. He reaches into his pocket and hands Lev a pair of gold coins. "For a coffee or snack while you wait. Don't stray too far. Those horses make me nervous for some reason. Be careful, Lev."

"Yeah... If I'm not back here, I'm off venturing to your house to find Bryan." He takes the coins. "See ya. Be careful." He sprints off at his wolf speed.

Aldan arches an eyebrow. He approaches the capsule home of the genocidist. He looks at the horses, observing their kit and tack, looking for military or militia markings or some other sign of who they belong to.

A man steps out in front of Aldan. The man seems like he's in his eighties or nineties white hair on his head and many wrinkles all over his skin, but his back is bent straight, and he walks perfectly fine. He pulls off his gloves and pats one arm on Aldan's back, looking him up and down. "I know who you are. Prison guard, right? Served in some pretty big battles too. Killed that vampire a while back." He laughs to himself. "Ahhh... Is it, Ardin or something of that like?"

"Aldan. I'm afraid you have the advantage on me, sir."

"Ah..." He steps away and walks to the front door. "You're looking for answers? That's the only reason people come in here. Step inside, son."

Aldan follows behind him. He's cautious, but not rude. Two horses, one old man. Could mean nothing, could be trouble. "You've heard about the Vampire Count, huh?"

"Yes, I have." He leads him inside, immediately fixing him a plate of rice. "It's not much, but if you're hungry..." Another person emerges from a library room, a teenager, maybe 16 or 17, six-foot, muscular, with short brown hair and a dirty face. He bows to Aldan and heads outside. "That's my apprentice. He's been in training for a few years now. Won't live forever, will I?" The man chuckles. "So what is it you want to talk to me about?"

He nibbles on the rice as they talk. "As I understand it, you're an expert on demons and their culture and folklore. I'm looking for one particular demon. Supposedly endowed with tremendous destructive powers. I need to know how to nullify those powers or strip him of those powers so that I can take him into custody."

"How do you know it's a demon?"

"I've been given a description." Aldan takes a bite of rice. "Horns, tail. Could be half-breed, I suppose. But what else could he be? Supposedly the third blessed with such powers. I have to stop him before he kills people."

"So... You're looking for a particular demon, half-breed, with extreme powers?"

"Yes. I spoke with someone who knew of him. It's said that he hears a voice, urging him to destruction. An ancient voice." He looks as if he's thinking hard. "I have to be able to nullify his powers, perhaps even disconnect him from the voice. Otherwise, it's virtually certain that he'll use his powers to kill who knows how many people."

"Ahhh!" The old man points to Aldan, smiling. He sits down across from him. "Now we're talking. There was a boy, about eighteen years ago, that went insane and slaughtered around twenty of his own people. Apparently, he saw voices, and the power he had was unlike anything they'd ever seen before. Some kind of spirit had haunted and influenced him to do the deed, at least that's what they say. A good deed, too." His laugh is cruel, ugly. "What possesses your fiend isn't demon."

Aldan cocks his head in genuine curiosity. "What is it, then? And how can we. . .how can I defeat it and render this demon harmless?"

He calls out. "Cody! Get back in here." The boy rushes in, shoulders awkwardly close to his body and never looking to you. The old man whispers into his ear, the boy rushes into the library, then returns with a book. "You finish your food." He looks through the pages for a moment. It's a great, large book, thousands of pages with detailed pictures and tiny text. "This is what I'm looking for..." He slams it down on the table. Dust flies out. "It's more like a dark energy that hundreds of thousands, if not a million years ago, came into formation. It drove the first demons crazy, made them into pure evil lunatics, as we all know much about in their history. It would use them to learn and control their powers, magic, and spells, then leave when it felt they had what it needed. When the great conscious rising happened in those days, a few demons somehow were able to pull out of the energy's power, lure it to a cave as if it were a ghost, then sealed it away where it would never escape. That's just the folklore though. Nobody believes it actually existed. Just like all scriptures. Just stories people take too literally. It could be something else. Just a plain old spirit that has the liking for demons. But this would fit. It was the first thing that came to my mind when I heard about it. Many species have had spirits like this in their scriptures that possessed and controlled them for their powers to become their conquerors, deities, or bringers of destruction too... Any species with unique ancient powers has gone through this."

Aldan reads the pages, trying to read and memorize the words and pictures. "If it is this ancient evil force, this dark energy, why does it choose this demon? And how can it be defeated and destroyed?"

He pulls up a chair a bit closer to Aldan, motioning with his hands as he speaks. "Shouldn't that be obvious? No new spells or magic was known of until this boy had been possessed eighteen years ago. Now you tell me another has been found, possibly just as destructive! How exciting! I think... It knows that there isn't much left to be learned of their magic, and it knows that if it unlocks the final key through this demon, it can do whatever it wants with that power and knowledge. But if this is true, it will not leave the source like it did with the others beforehand. No. It will stay in its body for as long as the body lives." He shuts the book. The teenage boy walks over, taking it away, and running back to the library. "If the source is possessed, piercing it through the heart of chest with enough force would push it out of the body. This could be done with an arrow or sword. I'd say, you should pierce the sword through the demons heart and kill him. It is what's best under those circumstances, am I right?"

Aldan thinks for a moment. He expected this to be the old man's first suggestion. "If we do that, we only kill the vessel this spirit is using. Next time, it may possess a demon, and we may not discover our danger until it's too late. We need a way to imprison or destroy it or we'll never be safe!"

"Well... The arrow may be able to reveal its true form. You should be able to kill it then. This happened with a species of elves, although this energy wasn't as powerful. Apparently, a rival queen had harvested the power of this energy and used it to manipulate and sabotage the community of elves, but once an arrow had been shot through the sources heart, she emerged from him. She tried to fight but was murdered on the spot. Demons would be the perfect species for this energy source to take advantage of, because of how powerful they are and the fact that not many species are still trying to understand their true potential."

"Hmmm." Aldan frowns. "Once the host is killed, will the spirit be vulnerable to our weapons? Is there another way to force it out of the host? I could likely engineer a situation where I would be justified but attacking without cause is still a crime. I might have to wait for the demon to commit a crime. If we could force it out, even temporarily, there's no law against slaying a ghost or spirit." He smiles as inwardly he apologizes to Drew. "Once the spirit is defeated, perhaps we could arrange for you to examine the demon host? Surely there would be knowledge to be gained through your special talents regarding their kind."

"As I said before, you don't have to go through the heart. The chest would work as well, but it could most likely kill it too. An arrow through the chest would do best. Ha! That rhymes. Yes yes, once it has been killed by your weapons, you must bring it to me! I will make sure that it does no harm to any demon ever again. You can trust me on that." He smiles widely, showing his rotting and missing teeth.

"I see." He thinks hard and grins. "I can wound the demon, forcing out the spirit. Destroy the spirit being and bring the demon to you? It sounds simple enough. Is there magic that can force it out?"

"Not that I know of..." The old man shakes his head. "There must be pressure that enters and exits the chest or heart. I guess a good hole in its chest would work too. I mean, there are so, so many beautiful ways to kill a demon."

"Oh, yes. But then we have nothing to question or interrogate." Aldan makes his own skin crawl as he speaks. "I'd rather have a demon for you to torture and interrogate, call it payment for your assistance."

He laughs maniacally. "Ha ha ha ha! Now we're talking. Consider it done. Free of charge for today! Well, sir..." He stands up and lifts his hand out to you. "Good hunting."

"My thanks." He stands and shakes hands. "Rest assured, I'll make you get something for this. You deserve it."

Bryan fidgeted all day in school. Even during his play time, he fidgeted. Lev had been asleep when he left. He'd tried waking him up, but the boy demon-wolf had been out to the world. Bryan blushed as he remembered watching Lev sleep. He had wanted to lift the blankets and. . .

"Look out!" Kimber yelled as the ball struck Bryan in the gut. He doubled over with a loud 'OOOF!' as the air left him. He was out. Standing under the shade of the Star Elm, he forgot about the game and school. He could only think of Lev.

When he was released from school, he ran home, tearing through the streets with abandon. He called out for people to make way, and when they didn't, he called back, begging their pardon. He didn't slow down. When his house came into view, he stopped and slowed to a walk. What if Lev wasn't there? What if he never saw him again? He began to feel his stomach tighten. He flung open the door and looked around the sitting room. No one there. He raced to the kitchen. HIs mother was taking something out of the oven. He sniffed. Peanut cookies. His favorite. He tried to catch his breath. His mother leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Your friend Lev is upstairs. I let him wait in your room."

Bryan raced for the stairs, dashing up them as fast as he could. His mother called after him You boys can have a snack in an hour. Bryan pushed open his door. His heart leaped. Lev was there.

Lev was meditating a few feet up in the air until Bryan pushed open the door, scaring him, and making him fall on his butt. He rolls over, looking to his friend, and blushes with love. "Bryan!!!"

Bryan speeds into the room, tossing his chalkboard and book to the floor. He runs over to Lev and moves to throw his arms around his friend. He stops and blushes, thinking for a moment that Lev may not like being hugged. "Were you floating? Can you show me how to float? Can you fly? Wow, I missed you today. I tried to wake you up but couldn't. You're staying tonight, right? Please, please please." He pauses to take a breath.

Lev kisses him softly. "I can stay over, but I have to go back to school tomorrow around lunch time." He hugs him back. "I can't fly, but I float a lot when I meditate. Most people have to be meditating for forty or fifty years just to get up two feet." He points up to the ceiling. "Oh, oh! You wanna see something really freaky?"

Bryan hugs Lev tightly and kisses him. "In a second, Lev. I just want. . .I want to hold you for a second. If that's okay? Then you can show me."

"Okay." The hold each other in the middle of the room, standing idly together. Lev leans his neck over Bryan's shoulder, relaxing into him, smelling his fruity skin, always like tangerine, and rubbing his nose into his hair. "Bry... Does this mean we're like..."

Bryan relaxes his hug enough so that they can look each other in the eyes. "Like what?"

"You know... Boyfriends."

Bryan shrugs. "I'm not sure what that means exactly. You're like more than my best friend. I heard my dad describe something to my mom . How he couldn't stop thinking about Drew, how he needed to see him and be with him. Is that boyfriends?" Bryan breaks the hug and goes to his dresser, pulling a clean shirt. "I'd like that because I can't stop thinking of you. Maybe we can be like Drew and dad. If you want." He peels off his shirt, dirty and sweaty, turning suddenly to face Lev. "I want us to be like that. I hated not being with you today! It was like torture!"

"Yeah?" He walks over to him, grabbing his clean shirt and throwing it away to the bed. "Boyfriends means we'd be in a relationship with each other. Like your mom and dad or like Drew and your dad. I mean, you love me, right? Because I love you." He reaches in to massage his hand against Bryan's chest, feeling at his ribs, then up to his soft nipples. You're the most beautiful person I've ever met."

"I am not. That's silly." He laughs. "You're way more beautiful than me. You've got a tail and horns and wolf ears." He steps back and looks down, waving a hand in front of himself. "I've got this. There's nothing special about being human."

He turns away, immediately putting on a smug face. "A lot of people are afraid of these." Lev points to his horns, ears, and tail. "Everyone is scared of me and now people are saying that I'm going to blow up the world!" He imitates a big explosion. "How am I beautiful then? You might be human, but you're extraordinary."

Bryan dismisses Lev's comment with a little wave. "Lev! Your tail and horns and ears are so beautiful! I know I can't touch your horns, but I want to." He scrunches his nose as he thinks. "You're not going to blow up the world." He puts on his necklace and stone, pushing his pants down and pulling a clean pair from his drawer. "Dad's going to save you. Besides, if you love me you can't destroy the world. You couldn't sleep over anymore if you did that."

He laughs at him, his erection growing. "Man... Are you gonna keep changing in front of me?"

"Oh." He looks down. "I thought we could play."

"I'd like that. You never answered my question though... Are we boyfriends or not? Do you love me?"

He blinks at Lev. "Duh. Of course I love you, silly. And yes, we are boyfriends." he looks at Lev, shyly. "Do you really love me? What do you want to play today?"

He's frozen in shock. "You... We... Are..." Lev almost falls over. "I can't believe it! I'm in love! I'm in love! Ha, world! I'm in the love with the most beautiful person in the entire universe!" He stands up, kissing Bryan on the face a dozen times. "We'll play anything you want. But I have to show you this thing!"

He points to Lev's erection. "If it's that, I've seen it." He giggles.

"No, no, silly. Okay. So here I am walking on my way back here today, not paying attention as I walk around, and then there's a wall in front of me! You'd expect to go BLAM! But... This happened!" He closes the bedroom door, sprinting and leaping through it, then again back into the room a few seconds later. "I can walk through walls! Well, that one was luck. I think it's because you're here and I'm happy!"

Bryan's mouth drops open and his eyes bug out. "How do you do that???? Can you do that through people?"

"Uh... He looks at him weird. I don't think I want to run into you. What if I hurt you? I just said that I love you!"

"I know. I was just curious. What's it feel like?" He pulls down his undergarment and rubs his balls, sniffing his hand after. He shrugs and jumps on his bed, falling into a crossed-leg seated position, patting the space next to him. "Can we kiss some more?"

"It feels like... walking into a curtain." Lev walks over to his boyfriend, then leans over his body on the bed, standing on his knees. Slowly, he lifts off his shirt, his tail rubbing against his calves. Then he pulls down his shorts, dancing a bit in his fundoshi.

Bryan giggles. "You're a lot more beautiful than I am, Lev. You know what sounds like Lev? Love." He straightens up and clears his throat. "I love Lev. I love Lev. I love Lev." He giggles again. "Not really a tongue twister."

Lev falls onto the side of the bed, reaching over to kiss Bryan on his cheek, then moves his fingers up to examine his lovers genitals. First, he massages the much smaller sack in his hands, then his penis, pinching the head, rubbing one finger over the urethra, examining every part of it. "You can play with me, too. I like feeling yours.."

Bryan looks at Lev, his eyes are pure adoration and enchantment with his boyfriend. "I can play with your third horn?"

Bryan reaches down and carefully touches Lev's dick. With one finger, he traces the rim of the head, then the pee slit. He squeezes it as Lev has squeezed his. He sighs. "I like the way this feels." He begins to mimic Lev's fondling of his dick, repeating Lev's motions on Lev's dick.

Lev unwraps his fundoshi, letting his boner slap back right under his belly button. "Do you know what a blowjob is?"

"Nope. What is it?"

"I'll show you. Just try to relax." He moves down to angle his mouth over Bryan's erect four inches, quite large for an eleven-year-old, holding it in front of him with two fingers, then licking his lips. "Can't believe this is happening. This is the best day of my life." He begins to suck softly, unsure if he's doing well since it's his first-time giving head. After getting the taste of him into his mouth, he goes down to suck his nuts and get an idea of what they taste like as well. It's hard to decide which he likes best, but he knows he should probably focus more on sucking his dick while using his hand to play with his testicles. He looks up at him to make sure he's doing okay.

Bryan coos and purrs like a kitten "Wow, Lev... That feels really, really, REALLY good." He scrunches a pillow under his head so he can watch Lev sucking him. He reaches down to stroke Lev's hair but remembers his horns. He's unsure of what to do, but decides and rest his hand on Lev's shoulder "How did you learn this??? Oh...it feels soooo goooooood!"

Lev pulls him out of mouth, stroking him with his spit. "Uh, I've witnessed a few sex rituals before at my temple... And I've kind of walked in and spied on my friend and his boyfriend do this a few times." He goes down again, licking the underside of the shaft, then sucking again, this time a bit harder, but at the same pace. He teases the nuts as he does this, then brings his finger to Bryan's hole, pressing a finger there, then lightly rubbing it.

Bryan moans, high pitched and breathy. He spreads his legs. "You do this...ohhhh...at your temple? I wanna go there! Oh, Lev..."

He pulls out, wetting a finger and slowly massaging his hole. "Do you like that feeling?"

Bryan nods his head vigorously. "Yeah, that feels really good, too. When you're kissing my peepee is best, though." he moans again. "Can I kiss yours?" He moans again, shivering slightly. "When you're done, I mean..."

"You can kiss mine." He leans back beside him. "I want to... Have sex with you, but I want to ask someone older for advice before I do. Like.. I just want to do it right, so it doesn't hurt you, you know?"

Bryan leans close to Lev, their chests touching. He slides his leg between Lev's bringing his thigh up to rub against Lev's package. "How would it hurt?" He kisses Lev on the lips, licking Lev's lips as he answers.

"Well, it just does. Because I have to put my dick in our butt." He laughs, kissing you back, this time letting his tongue slide in to touch Bryan's. "You have to have something to make it feel good and easier to put it in. Even then, it might still hurt at first, but once you get over that initial feeling, it's supposed to feel wonderful."

"Really? Better than your mouth?" Bryan looks at him with disbelief. "I can't imagine anything feeling better than that! Can I kiss yours now?" He lightly strokes Lev's cock and balls.

"Sure." Lev caresses Bryan's nipples as he's touched. He fixes his hair out of his way as he rests on his back, moving the pillow under his head. "Just be careful not to bite or scratch me with your teeth."

Bryan nods enthusiastically. "I won't." He kisses Lev once more, then starts to slide down. He stops suddenly and leans closer kissing Lev's nipples. He sucks it clumsily but happily, almost as if he's pretending his nipple is a mouth. "Does that feel good? I like it when you touch mine."

"Yeah. That feels great." He pinches Bryan's nips for a second, then rubs his shoulders. "My tail doesn't like being sit on right now. I think if you stroke it just lightly it might not feel so agitated."

Bryan kisses the nipples again and moves down to Lev's crotch. He reaches for Lev's tail, stroking it very gently, very tenderly. As he's doing that, he leans close, letting Lev's erection rest against his cheek. His cheek is so smooth and soft. Bryan sniffs Lev's dick, then his balls, letting the dick rub against his face the whole time. He kisses Lev's balls and cautiously licks them once. He looks up at Lev. "Does that feel good?"

"Yeah... It feels good." He's nervous for some reason, maybe afraid that Bry won't like and enjoy giving him a blowjob.

Bryan looks up at Lev, the dick against his chin, lips, and nose. He's smiling more than Lev has ever seen, his eyes almost twinkle and glow. "I love you, Lev." He licks the underside of Lev's dick, from his balls all the way up the shaft and the head. He smacks his lips. "You taste neat. You should live with me here." He takes the head carefully in his mouth and sucks. After a moment or two, he begins clumsily using his tongue on the head.

"Ahhh... I'd like that. But I don't think your brother would... FUCK!!! Approve of this when he gets back." He's moaning loudly, already feeling as he could cum in his lovers mouth at any moment. "Sheesh... Sorry, I am super sensitive when my tail is being touched."

Bryan stops and pulls up, looking at him. "Should I stop?"

"No, no... I mean, I might cum."

"Oh." Bryan goes back down on Lev's dick, slowly sucking it up and down, being very careful with his teeth. "What's that mean?"

"It's this stuff that comes out of your dick. Not like pee. It can taste good." He arcs his hips up as Bryan slowly goes down on him. "I'll tell you when it's about to happen."

"Can I eat it? Will it hurt me?" He goes back to slow, careful sucking, and continues to stroke Lev's tail as he works, bracing himself with one hand on Lev's thigh. He takes that hand and squeezes Lev's ballsack. His mouth freezes on Lev's dick, his tongue working slowly, as he squeezes and fondles Lev's balls.

"Bry.... Bryan... Don't stop." Lev traces along Bryan's ear, and continues running hands through his hair. "I'll cum soon. It won't hurt you to eat it."

Bryan nods, Lev's dick still in his mouth. He seems to remember the rest of what he's been shown, and slides his mouth up and down, a little faster than he had been. He squeezes Lev's testicles, massaging them as he pulls them. His eyes are closed and his face has a look of perfect bliss and contentment. He sucks and swirls his tongue around the head.

"Bry, squeeze my nuts a bit harder!" He feels himself seconds from cumming. "Fuck! Get ready!"

Bryan nods. He squeezes Lev's nuts harder, as requested. He rests his nose in Lev's pubes, sucking hard. At the first taste of cum, he pulls up slightly. Lev can feel him rolling the precum around on his tongue, tasting it. His face shows great concentration then relaxes back into bliss. He lets out a contented moan and sucks and squeezes harder than he has before. Bryan bites his lip as his dick pulsates in his lovers mouth, brought even further into ecstasy to the pain and pleasure of having his balls squeezed. He shoots three times into his mouth, the rest oozing out, mostly clear and watery, a sign that he still has much more room for growing.

"Ffffuuuck. My heart..." Lev holds one hand to it I'm so dizzy... I've never came that much in my life."

Bryan swallows the load his lover gives him. He stops and looks up at Lev, smiling cheerfully. He wipes his mouth and crawls up to lay with Lev. "I liked that, Lev! You taste good. Your stuff tasted good too. It felt really good when your dickie was throbbing and spraying. Are you okay, though? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Lev kisses him with an answer, his tongue trying to get any remnants of semen out of his mouth. "No. That was the most amazing thing ... like ever." He laughs to himself. "I can't wait til' you can cum and I can taste yours. I already know what it will taste like though."

"Really?"

"You always smell like oranges. Tangerine? Sunshine? Warmth? Love...." He hugs Bryan deeply, leaving kisses along his neck. The end of his horns accidentally scratch his cheek as he does this and his tail curls around both of his thighs.

Bryan hugs him back, giggling. "Wow, I must taste good. You taste like..." He's thinking when his boyfriends horns scratch him. He reaches for his cheek. "Ouch!"

"Sorry. Told you they're not beautiful."

Bryan frowns at Lev. "Hush up. They are too."

"So what do I taste like?" He stares into Bry's eyes, still smiling.

Bryan kisses him and then snuggles up close. "Mmm. Like mushrooms. Fresh picked and just washed mushrooms. That's what your dickie tastes like. Your cum is sort of sweet." He pauses. He taps his fingers in order on his chest as he thinks. "Mmm. Like coffee with molasses. No! Coffee with a little bit of fresh honey! It's weird but good."

Bryan thinks about it. "Sounds kind of weird... But as long as you like it, that's okay." The two of them cuddle until Bry's mother knocks on their door to remind them that the cookies are done. Both of them giggle in the bed sheets, quickly getting dressed. Before the two leave the room, Lev kisses Bryan again, this time more passionately or with some sense of urgency. It's as if he's bestowing everything that he is to him. "Bry... There's a lot that you don't know about me and I'm not sure if you'd like me if you did. I want to tell you, but it's hard... I have issues with trust. I love you and I don't ever want to lose you! If I did, maybe the world really would blow up! You save it for me.. You.. Are.. The key.'

Bryan kisses him back. "I love you, too, Lev. I'm not anything special. And as long as you're not mean to horses, dogs, or my family, I'd still like you no matter what." He takes Lev's hand and holds it as they descend the stairs, only releasing him when they enter the kitchen. There are four plates set at the table, one for Lev, Bryan, Sally and Jereminy. Lev's place is obvious. In addition to cookies and coffee, there's diced chucks of raw fish and eel in a bowl.

"I'm not sure what you like, Lev, but fish and eel seems a good bet, I hope," Bryan's mother says, giving mill in sturdy clay mugs to the younger pair. "If there's something that you like or can't abide, let me know, hon." She sits in between the two youngers and tries to mitigate their mess creation. Bry pulls his chair closer to Lev's and gently eases his tail into his lap.

"Thanks, ma'am. Uh, what's your name, again? Sorry." He takes his seat, using his hands as he devours most of the eels.

She smiles at Lev. "Call me Katy. Short for Katiana." She takes her apron and wipes some milk from Sally's chin.

"I really appreciate you preparing my food, Katy." He licks his fingers clean, then looks over at Bryan and plays footsies with him, getting the upper hand since his tail is already ticking his legs.

Bryan giggles as he eats his snack. He looks at Lev, his eyes are warm and dreamy, looking at Lev with unabashed love. Katy is too busy with Sally and Jereminy to notice their prepubescent flirtations. She does speak to Lev, though. "You're staying again tonight, Lev?"

"Yes. My grandparents and Aldan said that I could." The tip of his tail goes under Bryan's shorts, rubbing at his underwear.

Bryan chokes on a cookie, crumbs spilling from his mouth. He begins turn a bright crimson. He starts to reach down, glancing at his mother. He begins to gently stroke Lev's tail. Katy is preoccupied with the little ones and doesn't notice Lev. "Is there something you'd like for dinner tonight?"

I think I'll be full after this." He begins working on his fish, using a fork just in case she's offended. "Bry, can I see your horse again after we're done?" He uses his right hand for his fork, which is trouble for him, but he wants so badly to feel Bryan's skin under the table again.

Kate looks at Lev. "Really? Do your people not eat as much as humans?"

Bryan spreads his legs a little. He smiles happily as he answers "Sure. We can go for a short ride if you like!" He looks at his mom. "Can we, mom?"

Lev answers her question as he talks. "We eat plenty. I'm just feeling a bit overwhelmed by the gentleness from the family is all."

Katy looks at Lev, genuinely surprised. She stands and moves over to him. Bry quickly closes his legs. She very gently kisses Lev's cheek. "That's a very sweet thing for you to say, Lev." She returns to her chair. "I'll confess I don't know much about your people. I've tried to talk with Aldan and learn what I could. Trying to understand. . . Well, you know. I hope you'll forgive us when we do something rude or inappropriate."

The two boys finish their snacks and race for the barn. The paddock and barn are behind the house. Lev looks around. It's a large plot, set back from the road. There are trees, fruit trees, and a vegetable garden. Bry climbs the fence, stopping and straddling the top rail. He reaches down to help Lev climb up.

Lev falls down, grunting that he can't even climb the rail. Instead, he simply walks through it. "It's getting pretty late, huh? You ever ride your horse late at night?"

Bryan shakes his head. "Nope. Dad says I can't yet. It's not always safe. Should you do that? Walk through things where people can see?" He hops down and falls in beside his boyfriend. "You can help me rub him down and put him in his stall."

Lev follows Bryan, being careful around the larger animal. "Probably not... You're right. It isn't safe. I learned that the hard way, I guess..."

"Hey, what's wrong?" Bryan suddenly looks worried. "Did I say something wrong???"

He doesn't know if he should explain or not. Probably better to say nothing, he thinks. "I'm fine. Let's move on."

Bryan looks back behind him, towards the house. He takes Lev's hand and leads him into the barn. He throws his arms around Lev when they're out of sight of the house, hugging Lev tightly. "You have to trust me, Lev. You can tell me when I mess up. And if Whirlwind makes you nervous, you don't have to help. We can talk while I curry him and feed him and all."

"Okay..." He follows him around, looking down and holding his own hands. "Uh, Bry... Do you know what rape is?"

Bryan brushes Whirlwind, and the horse whinnys and neighs happily, turning his huge head and nuzzling Bryan. "Yeah, I think so. When people force themselves on a woman who doesn't want them to. Dad hangs them sometimes." He furrows his brow He's always angry on those days. "He doesn't like people who do that."

"Well, it happens to guys too." He walks up closer to him, leaning against the wall. It's relaxing to watch Bryan tend to his horse. Maybe it wouldn't be so painful to explain to him after all... In the dark, he can't really see his facial expression too much either. "And it happened to me... Some of them were caught and hung, but the others got away. I couldn't remember what they looked like for a few months and by then, I'd never see em again."

Bryan stops brushing Whirlwind. "You were raped, Lev? What did they do? Wait a minute! They?! Them?! What happened???"

"Calm down..." Lev sounds worried. "Just keep doing what you're doing. Pretend like you're not listening." He wipes away a few tears that form, sucking up his energy, then explains. "I was seven. Had wandered off to the forest one night, not really knowing why. As I was leaving, they attacked me. Six of them. They uh... Touched me, made me do things, then did things to me. When I fought back, they pulled on my horns and tail. My, my powers wouldn't work at that time. I was so defenseless and scared, and my body just froze at one point and I gave in. A milkman found me outside of his home in a wheelbarrow, passed out, bloody, naked. I'd had been treated for a few months before I could move out of a bed and speak to anyone. I told your Dad, but not like this."

Bryan goes back to the rub-down. His shoulders shake at one point and Lev hears him sniffling. He gulps air a couple of times, leaning against his horse. When Lev finishes his story, Bryan wipes his face with his sleeve and keeps working with the horse. Every few minutes he shakes and wipes his face again. Whirlwind neighs and nuzzles him, his tail swishing anxiously.

"That's not everything, either." He's silent for a while.

Bryan nods. When he's finished rubbing down his horse, he fetches a bag of oats and attaches the bag to Whirlwind so he can eat. Without look at Lev, Bryan speaks very softly. "I have to get water. I'll be right back." He takes a pair of buckets and heads for the pump, just outside the barn doors. He stops and, again without looking directly at Lev, says, "I love you, Lev." Lev can hear the pumps and the sound of rushing water filling the buckets.

Lev walks over to the horse, rubbing its face gently and looking into its eyes. It's then that he realizes why Bryan loves the creature so much. Not only is it beautiful, it responds, it understands, and loves... The horse licks at Lev's hand, possibly due to some coffee ground residue left behind on it or something else. He stands back until he's against the wall again, looking at it directly into the eyes.

Whirlwind watches Lev. Sensing the demon boy's pain, he stamps the ground and whinnies. His tail twitches. Bryan returns with two buckets full of water, He empties these into the trough inside the stall and unties Whirlwind and tries to guide him into the stall for the night. The large animal balks and moves slowly towards Lev. It neighs softly and rests it's head on Lev's shoulder. Bryan stops trying to coax him into his stall. He sniffles and wipes his face again. "He does that when I'm upset. He won't leave you alone until you hug his neck." Bryan keeps his eyes averted from Lev and kicks at a stray bit of straw.

Lev brushes his head into Whirlwind's, smiling gently, feeling a wave of relief hit him. `He still loves me. Will he after I finish?' Lev hugs Whirlwind, feeling his fur, his tail reacting by dancing in the air. As he lets go, he takes two steps away from Bryan. "A year after my twelfth birthday, I found the other three that got away."

Bryan leads a reluctant Whirlwind into his stall, hugging the horse tightly around the neck. The light catches Whirlwind's huge, dark eyes and Lev could swear that the horse is weeping. Bryan closes the stall and secures the latch. He leans against the stall door, keeping his eyes off of Lev. "I want to hug you but I won't until you tell me it's okay."

Lev's legs go weak and he descends to the dry dirt floor, holding his knees as he hides his head. "It was late at night as I was walking home. Happened on a street that one would consider safe. I could hear a woman screaming, the men with her, all of them in the bushes by a closed restaurant. She was about your mothers age, but half leopard. They were in the midst of attacking her, having stripped her already." He forms a rope and noose out of fire in his hand as he stands up, the light from it radiating and glowing. "I made this without even thinking and apprehended all three of them simultaneously, pulling them away from her. As they suffered, their throats burning away at their vocal cords, I then began to form these thin red lines from out of the ground... They twisted and wrapped around their bodies like tape and when I made a fist..." He closes his fist, the fire vanishing. "They were incinerated into ash. The woman told me she'd never tell a soul. Said that I was her God. I told her that it was Luca, Lord of Light, that brought me there to save her. I thought doing that would bring me resolution, but now I feel consumed by the violence. You and her are the only ones that know now. You must not tell your father, Bryan." He walks over to him, his heart cold and soul weak. "Do you still love me? For what I did?"

Bryan looks up at Lev, the tear streaks obvious on his cheeks. The tears are still flowing. He wipes his nose with his sleeves. "No. I don't love you for what you did." He wraps his arms around Lev and cries into his neck. "I love you because I love you. You saved that lady and killed the men that hurt you. Why would you even ask if I still loved you? But we have to tell my dad. He wants to hunt down the ones that got away." He looks into Lev's eyes. His own eyes are wide hurting as he weeps. "Oh, Lev! Why would you think I'd stop loving you? I love you, I love you, I love you!"

He runs into him, not through him, and hugs him deeply, almost squeezing the life out of him. At that moment, as he puts his head over his boyfriends shoulder and ties his arms around him. Suddenly, he begins to sob. "I love you too, Bryan... More than anything. I'm so scared of my myself. I don't want to hurt anyone..." He kisses him a single time before wiping away his tears and hugging him again. "I just want to be with you forever... All I know is that I love you." The crystal on Bryan's necklace lights up, a beautiful, sparkling, and shiny purple color, but they don't notice, as it only lasts for a few seconds.

Bryan holds Lev. "I'm not afraid of you. Not at all. Don't be scared, Lev. I love you, too! And I know my mom and dad like you lots." He wipes his face and kisses Lev on both cheeks. "I wish you could live with us! We'd never let anything bad happen to you again. You're my boyfriend now, right? So now you're not alone with this stuff. You have me and Dad on your side now. And he's killed a Vampire Count and a drake! He won't let anything happen to you. And if we have to, we can ride away on Whirlwind..." His face is serious and earnest. "I'd do anything for you, Lev. Anything!"

He looks into Bryan's eyes for a moment, his tail unconsciously lifting up the back of Bry's shirt a bit to comfort his skin. He brings him in, mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue, kissing him for what seems like forever, forgetting everything else in the world. His heart swells, beats viciously with all of this love he has for his boyfriend. After they break their kiss, Bryan begins to walk with him back to the house. "Maybe you should move in with me? Your brother wouldn't want to watch us having sex all of the time. Although, you'd have to come home every day to your horse!" His tail slaps around and Lev catches it, a bit frustrated with it. "Damn tail. Always acting crazy."

"I like your crazy tail. It's like it thinks on its own. It's soft, too." He holds Lev's hand. "I can't move in with you. I'm just a kid and I have school and dad's teaching me to use a sword and a bow and I have Whirlwind, too." He looks at Lev, and again his face is serious. The tears are gone and they shine happily in the waning light of the day. His eyes...has there ever been so beautiful a green as Bryan's eyes? "I can't even cook. What would we eat? You can move in here. We'll send Milliken to a military school or we can put him in a room with Sally or Jereminy. We can talk to dad about it." He looks shyly at Lev. "If you want, I mean. You really can trust him." His eyes go wide. "You haven't seen it yet, have you?" He looks at the sky and his face falls in disappointment "Shoot. We don't have time. Ask daddy about his box when you can! Promise me!"

Lev nods. "Okay. A box, huh? Like a shoebox? Must be some really nice shoes. Not like I've ever worn any in my entire life." He leans in closer to him, their hands rocking back in forth as they walk. "Let's keep holding hands. Even if your mom see's us doing it."

"Okay. Are you sure? She wasn't all that happy when daddy told her about Drew." He shrugs. "I mean, at first. But when he played the. . ." He stops and grins. "Nevermind you! You'll..." He glances down the road and yelps in surprise. He begins waving with his free hand and pulls Lev towards the road. "It's dad!" He stops and looks at Lev. "I won't tell him, but I really, really, really, really think you should. About the other men who hurt you."

Lev squeezes his hand. "Not now... Later."

Chapter Three.

Notes: Okay, this is one of the most hardcore erotic chapters in the epic series, with all sorts of fetishes and fun going on. A much-needed break between the fantasy melodrama and before things get dark.

Way beneath the temple, Aizen, the eleven year old demon with blonde hair, quietly writes down music on sheets of paper, moving back from the bed to the table to the instruments around the room. He grabs his lute, squeezing into the back corner of his bed, and plays a slow instrumental song. Once Aldan and Lev had left, he had went to school to meet with one of his music teachers and practice, learning instruments he previously knew nothing about from living in his forested village hundreds of miles away. He stares at the door, waiting eagerly for his boyfriend to show up at the door, playing slower and slower.

Holt wearily heads through the temple, descending to the apartments level and moving quietly through the corridors. He sighs in relief upon reaching the door to the apartment he shares with his boyfriend/husband. He can hear the uninspired sound of a lute being distractedly plucked. He smiles to himself. Aizen is waiting for him, frustrated that he's late. He enters, closing the door behind him and waving to his demon boy lover as he hangs his cloak on a peg behind the door. "I'm sorry for being late. One of the men in the training cadre is a slow study." He smiles at Aizen. "Did you miss me? Even a tiny bit?"

He lays his lute on the bed, rolling to the left side. "Ah, of course I missed you, my love. You must know how much of a bore it is to stay here in this room all alone. they set you to do anything fancy yet?" He puts his hands behind his head, relaxing as he stares at his lover.

The half-elf smiles, heads for the bed, pulling off his tunic and shirt. "Nothing fancy. Just trying to teach some of their scouts how to track and be silent in the forest. It's impossible!" He throws up his hands dramatically. "They are SOOOOOO loud all of the time! It's like trying to teach thunder to be quiet." He pulls his pants and undergarments down to his knees and sits on the side of the bed. He begins working on his boots I feel filthy! "I must be frightening. I must stink to all of the high heavens." He looks at Aizen and sighs. "And you are as beautiful as the first day of spring. As always."

Aizen reaches over to kiss his boyfriend, one hand on his sweaty cheek. "Yes, your stench is quite obvious. Do you want to go to the baths? Hopefully, there won't be too many there." He helps Holt take off his boots, putting them back by the door. Instead of being bothered by him for tracking mud and throwing his clothes everywhere, he is understanding, empathetic to him and his frustration with those he is trying to train. They haven't lived in the forest like we have. "You know, where we can be as loud as thunder, but still hidden among the trees... You remember the night it rained, and we hid from that army of hunters?" He rubs his fingers down Holt's chest, feeling at the drips of sweat. "And, oh, how it stormed as held onto each other for dear life, dirtier within filth as we had ever been?"

"I remember." He strokes Aizen's hair and his tail I love thinking about that night. "We were together. Nothing else matters." He holds up his arms, sniffing himself. His armpits and chest are smooth and hairless, with sweat dotting both. "Yes, I think I need the baths." He stands and crosses, naked, to their small closet. He takes a short silken robe, decorated with green and gold embroidered trees and suns. Slipping it on, he looks back to Aizen. "Will you come with? Or stay for more practice with your lute?"

"Of course I'll come with." Aizen strips off his tunic, shorts, and underwear, all made with his own hands, as is most of the clothes in the closet for the two of them. He takes a robe, not as shiny or beautiful as the one he made for Holt, but still of rich materials, and puts it on. "When I tell the others about my past, how I've fought for my life and lived in the most dangerous of circumstances, they always question why it is that I have decided to devote my life to music, or why I fancy crafting clothes for my friends and husband. Ah, I forget to remind them! I am also devoted to you! They should know this." He gasps dramatically, stretching out before he opens the door. "How could I put my talents to use in a battlefield? I dream of writing a symphony that tells our tale of how we met and fought them off."

Holt walks with Aizen, taking his hand. "I've seen you fight. Your talents extend far beyond music and rhyme. And I do keep offering to teach you more." He looks serious for a moment, glancing around them as they near the baths. He can smell the oils and lotions and hear the gentle lapping of the water against the tiles. "Any word from the guard? Or Lev?"

"Yes, yes. In a moment!" They go up the staircase to the first bottom floor, going through two empty rooms with mats on them along with other tools, such as goblets, urns, candles, and the like. It's like a maze how they move from one doorway to another through rooms and hallways. They enter the bathing room, which is pretty enormous to anyone that's never seen it before. There's a main pool in the center of the room and six smaller baths, only four feet deep. The waters are warm, the water black and full of spices that enrich the rooms. There are a few people inside, a family in the pool, three girls in a faraway one, and then the two of them taking their own opposite from the girls. Holt is not nervous around the temple, ceremonies, or baths, because he knows there are a few people here that are non-demons like him. "Shall we?" Aizen takes off his robe and steps inside the small bath, sitting and relaxing on stairs two feet up in the water. "The guard came today... He, uhm..." He remembers what was told to him and freezes up, still in shock. "One of my friends passed away before we moved into here... And Lev, it appears that what is going on with him is worse than I previously thought."

Holt slips off his robe, lighting several candles along the edge of the bath. He eases himself in, savoring the warm water. He holds his nose and quickly dunks himself, emerging from the water, shaking his head up and down. He glides over and settles next to Aizen, their bodies touching, soft elven skin to soft demon skin. "Worse than you thought? Tell me." He reaches for a sponge and a bowl of lightly scented soap, washing himself as Aizen speaks.

He whispers, "Holt... His power, he could destroy the entire kingdom." The blonde speaks even quieter. "It's that thing possessing him, whatever it is." He raises his voice to normal. "Do you want me to get your back?"

Holt frowns at the new developments. "Of course. That's why I keep you around. Scrubbing my back and doing dishes." He leans in to brushes his nose against Aizen's, then his ear.

Aizen pretends to bite his nose off, then kisses him. "Okay, turn away from me." He takes the sponge from his husbands hand and starts at the neck, taking his precious time. "I wish I knew what it is that is attacking Lev. I told the guard to visit a man who knows more about ancient history than anyone else in the kingdom. I hope he is of some use." He cleans under one arm, then the other, scrubbing harder at the pits, then returns to the bowl to apply more soap into the sponge.

Holt anticipates Aizen's pattern in washing him. He closes his eyes, listening to his partner and enjoying the feeling of being scrubbed by his lover. "Is there anything that we can do for Lev? Or to help with this? He reminds me of us before we met. Alone, afraid. Expecting every stranger to hurt us. He unnerves me at times. I start to think that I understand him, then something happens, and I feel lost. There's. . .such pain and darkness in him. The more he tries to conceal it, the more it slips through his grip. Like trying to hold water in your fist." He turns to face Aizen and looks at his lover. The young face, perfectly proportioned. The horns. His smooth chest. Then back up to Aizen's eyes. Holt sighs, "Sometimes I forget how beautiful you are, Aiz." He grins "Are you dirty? Do I need to clean you up?" He leans in close, kissing Aizen deeply. He takes the sponge and dips in the jar of soap, one eye open as they explore their passion through their tongues. He pulls back and begins washing Aizen's chest. Slow and tender circles.

The demon boy kisses him back, helping him rub at his chest, his hands reaching down to rub at his lovers legs, then to his cock. "We should get dried up and make up for what stopped us earlier." He reaches over to the side, his ass showing and in Holt's face as he reaches to grab two towels and move them closer.

Holt rests a hand on Aizen's butt, following him to the side and out of the bathing pool. He quickly dries himself and dons his robe. "I feel much better." He watches Aizen drying himself and his tail. The tail twitches, a pattern that it shows whenever Aizen hungers for them to lie together. Holt smiles and stretches, the candle and torchlight glinting off of his eyes. He yawns I can't wait to get back to our room and sleep. He watches Aizen as he yawns again. "I am so tired I couldn't even turn a page."

"So we will not fuck?" He looks disappointed, tying his robe. "I have to stop by the bathroom before we go to sleep." The two of them leave, Aizen's crazy tail moving around in the robe. They travel around to the men's restroom close by the pool, which has open stalls and a long, rectangular urinal made for groups of men. They're alone. "Do you need to go?"

Holt nods. "I do. It's always more fun going together." He giggles under his breath.

Aizen pulls out his soft, two-inch pecker, and reaches for Holt's. "Let's hold each other's as we pee."

"Very well." He sighs in mock exasperation "These strange demon customs of your people..." He reaches over and takes Aizen's dick in his fingers, aiming it at the urinal. "Have you had wine or beer today?"

"No, no." Aizen shakes his head and begins to piss. "Just two gallons of water is all." He grips Holt's dick, aiming it to the urinal.

Holt holds up one finger. He looks furtively around the facilities, seeing no one. Quickly, he squats down and wraps his lips around Aizen's small, beautiful penis. Looking up at Aizen, he smiles and nods. "I'm so thirsty, Aizen...for you."

"You want me to...?" He still wants to finish but had stopped as soon as Holt moved.

"Yes. Unless you object."

"No no!" He moves his hands around as he grins widely. "But! You must replenish my thirst as well!" He shakes his little cut dick and aims to his lovers mouth. "Ready? Here it comes!" Aizen begins to piss freely into his mouth. It's clear and doesn't smell as bad. He hopes that Holt's will not taste as watered down as his. He stops when he sees that his mouth is getting full, waiting for him to swallow some of it down before continuing. "Ahhh, this feels so good."

Holt closes his eyes and swallows when Aizen pauses. It's salty and slightly bitter, but very faintly so. When he's swallowed, he looks up at Aizen and rubs his tummy. "I hope there's more, my love." He opens his mouth and waits. Aizen can see Holt's dick hardening.

"Just a little more!" He finishes with a short, weaker stream, that finishes all over Holt's chin. As soon as he's done, he leans down, to lick it up and tongue kiss him. He stays down, licking his lips.

Holt swallows what he is given. When Aizen kneels down and cleans his chin, he returns the kiss. There's a desire in this kiss that wasn't there earlier. Before he stands, Holt runs his fingers through Aizen's hair, muttering something softly in elvish. He stands and prepares to let him boyfriend drink him. "Ready?"

The blonde demon nods. "Yes! More than ever, of course!" He opens his mouth, closing his eyes, waiting eagerly to taste his lovers urine.

Holt steps closer and aims carefully. A quick glance to confirm that they're alone. He tries to slowly release his bladder. The stream is strong. A day or exercise and work has left his balder full. He pauses, allowing Aizen to swallow and perhaps to signal that he's had enough. It's difficult to keep it slow.

Aizen swallows a mouthful down in one gulp. As he expected, it's much more bitter and sour than his, probably from working out all day in the forest. He loves it's taste, almost falls back because of how grateful and amazed he is by it. He strips off his robe, placing it over the doorknob, and returns back to his position on his knees. "You don't have to try slowing down if it hurts. I'll swallow as fast as I can. If it gets on me, so be it! To let it dry into my skin, let others smell it, it would not bother me whatsoever." He opens his mouth, ready again.

The elf boy nods and takes a deep breath. He runs the tip of his dick around Aizen's lips, letting out short bursts of urine. He mutters again in elvish before gradually unleashing his bladder. "I love you at this angle." He pees a fair amount, another mouthful and true to Aiz's instruction he continues as Aizen swallows. The elven urine flows over Aizen's chin and neck, down his chest and stomach onto his small dick. Holt's penis continues to harder, causing his piss to spray. Most goes into Aizen's eager mouth, but the diffuse spray splashes his cheeks and face, running down his body.

Aizen swallows as much as he can, then stops to speak with his eyes closed. "In my hair, too. Then back to my mouth." He begins to masturbate his hard three-inch cock.

"Yes." Holt aims his cock. He's fully erect now and aching to lie with Aizen. He pees in Aizen's hair for a moment, wetting it down. Sensing he's near done, he takes one hand and guides Aizen onto his dick. The last bit of his pee flows into Aizen's mouth and as he swallows, with Holt's dick in his mouth, Holt groans. "You always amaze me. I want you so much, but not here."

Aizen sucks him off for only a short moment, just to clean his dick, then stands up to hug him. "I'll... wash the bedsheets and our clothes in the morning. Maybe next time we do this, we should do it before bathing? But I like being dirty with you. Reminds me of that night." He kisses him deeply, the aftertaste of the elven's piss still lingering in his mouth. Some of the piss drips from his mid-length blonde hair. "You even avoided the horns... This is why I love you so." He walks over to put back on his robe.

"Of course. You've explained your horns and asked me to take care." He closes his robe and nibbles Aizen's neck from behind as he puts on his robe. He walks behind Aizen, matching his stride, his hands holding his boyfriend's hips. He continues to kiss and nibble as they make their way to their room, heedless of who may see.

The two of them are connected through touch, kissing, holding hands, hugging, slapping against the staircase walls or doors of other rooms as they stumble around to kiss and mess around playfully with each other. Two lovers, nothing more! They don't care if others wake up or notice them. Eventually, they head back to the room, their robes lasting only a second before their tossed aside into the kitchen. This time Aizen remembers to properly close and lock the door just in case Lev were to barge in randomly for the billionth time this week. Aizen holds onto Holt's hips as his head is raised to kiss his lover. His tail wags and dances as they fall back onto the bed, just barely landing on the lute and breaking it. "Oh! That was close! My music teacher would have eaten me alive if I had broke that!"

Holt pushes Aizen back and climbs on top of him. "No one is allowed to eat you but me! That's part of our oath." He rubs his penis against Aizen's as he leans close and kisses him. He moves his hips expertly, grinding their penises together. They kiss, breaking at times when their backs arch from pleasure. "Do you ever think that Lev barges in so much because he want to lie with us?"

"No, no." He laughs. "Demons know no such thing as privacy. That's why I installed the lock into our door. Right now, any of us could break into the other rooms." He looks down, grabbing Holt's ass cheeks as they hump and frot together. "Even though my kind isn't known to be monogamous, I only want you for eternity and nobody else. That's why I swore on it! You're all I need, Holt!"

"And you're all I need, Aizen." He kisses particularly forcefully, sitting up as he straddles Aizen's hips. His hands rest on Aizen's chest, flexing and kneading his pects and nipple. He whispers down at his boyfriend. "I want you to ride me."

Aizen blushes. "Well, we'll have to flip sides, won't we?"

Holt nods and falls upon Aizen, wrapping his arms around him and rolling them both over. He spreads his legs. "Whenever you're ready, Aiz. I do love your kisses, you pee tasting kisses. For some reason, they excite me!"

Aizen walks around on his knees, thinking for a minute. Ahh. Let's see if this works. He puts his ass right to Holt's mouth, too short to suck his dick while doing this, but still able to reach with one hand and masturbate his lover. "Get my ass ready before I ride you, please." He spits into his hand and jacks him off at a decent pace.

Holt nods and begins by kissing and teasing Aizen's crack with his lips and tongue. Slowly he explores more deeply, kissing the hole with as much passion and warmth as any kisses they've shared by mouth. He probes with his tongue and one finger, relaxing the hole and lubricating it at the same time. Closing his eyes, Holt concentrates on his lover's taste. Earthy, clean. A slight flowery hint from the bathing water and oils. He pushes his tongue on more deeply, holding his lips against the rim of the hole. He hums a slow song, the vibrations adding ever so slightly to the sensation for Aizen. "If asses wore crowns, you would be king of the world. King Aizen the Great."

Holt puts his hand through a spot in his hair that's still wet, then sucks on the taste from his fingers. It doesn't taste as strong as the real thing did, but it makes him just as horny. The demon arcs his back in pleasure, ready to be fucked. "What would that make you? Can two kings wear a crown?"

"You would be King and I would be the Royal Consort. Or a prince. It would be up to you." Holt pushes his tongue and two fingers deeply into Aizen. "Your Majesty."

"Ahhhh!!! Holt!" He pushes his ass down further, allowing the fingers to go in deeper. "I'm ready... Are you?"

Holt bites Aizen's thigh. "I think so."

Aizen turns around, his tail relaxing as he spits a huge glob into his hand, coating Holt's hard dick and his own hole. He points it upwards, sitting down slowly on it, and closing his eyes as it enters him. They have fucked almost every day since they have moved in, always trying new positions with each other. Tonight is no different. They had never tasted each other's piss before. "Ohhhh, fuck, Holt." His dick pulsates as it goes in as far as it can. "Feels so good inside of me. Do you like?"

Holt smiles at his companion, his eyes dancing as they do when he's very happy or excited or emotional. He reaches up, fondling Aizen's nipples and running his fingernails over his stomach. Slowly he begins stroking Aizen's penis. "I like very much. I love it, in fact. Everything with you is so perfect, even when it's not."

He moves his legs around so that he's better positioned on his feet. First, he keeps his hands on his knees as he moves up, then goes back to using one hand to his ass to make sure the cock doesn't slide out. "This is more difficult than I thought..." He moves his back into it better so that it's angled in a way that makes it harder for it to slip out. Pleased, he leans back just so that the tip of his fingers are holding him up. Slowly, he begins to ride his lover, still moaning loudly as he does so. "Fuck me.. Fuck me! Feels, so fucking amazing." He rides him a bit faster, his face in a daze. "Holy fuck, Holt! I love being with you so much!"

Holt watches, impressed and grateful, as always, that Aizen is with him. The feeling of his tightness sliding up and down in him, is incredible. He reaches out to hold Aizen's side, offering more stability to his rider. "I love being in you, Aizen. With you. Oh my lords!" He gasps as he feels himself entirely inside the demon. He watches the tail flicking behind them, notices Aizen's teeth, sharp and dangerous, but with the demon boy's lips pulled back as he moans, so inviting, so alluring. He strokes Aizen's smaller penis with one hand, allow Aizen to concentrate of their fucking. Slowly, he thrusts his hips up, out of instinct. "You will finish me quickly like this. Then we can make sure you are satisfied."

Aizen groans louder and louder. There's no way the others in the apartments across and beside them can't hear them. Aizen rides him faster, moving his ass around in a dance as he does so that it penetrates harder against his muscles. "Unnnhhh, fuck!" He's overtaken by a dry cum, letting out a short scream or cry of love. He slows down his pace for a moment as his heart beats faster, his soft tail attacking Holt's legs as much as it can. Eventually, he goes back to the normal tempo, opening his eyes to look at Holt's, which are swiveling with such beautiful color. He's truly riding him now as if it were nothing, but boy does he feel it. His ass is tired, as is most of his body, but he won't stop until he knows that Holt has came and been thoroughly pleased. "Give it to me, my love! I want it inside of me!"

Holt's eyes flutter and he nods emphatically. "Any minute, Aiz...fuck, I can't control it." His entire body begins to shiver and tremble. His arches forward and back as he moans, "Yes! Fuck yes, Aizen." He grabs Aizen's hips and waist and holds him, his mouth frozen open as he gasps in short, rapid breaths. Sweat beads from his forehead and he opens his eyes, locking them on Aizen's. "I'm cumming, Aiz! Ungh!" He moans Aizen's name as his entire body jerks and spasms. His seed shoots into Aizen, three strong jets, driven by passion, lust, and love. Smaller spasms dribble into his demon lover. Holt pulls Aizen down onto him by the shoulder. He kisses him long and deep, scarcely even breathing. "I love you, Aizen...everything about you makes me smile."

Aizen returns the kiss, pushing the lute out of the way as he rests his head on Holt's chest. "I'm so grateful to have you. So grateful." He kisses each nipple, then licks circles around them, doing it ever so slowly and quietly. After a while he looks back up to him to kiss again. "Do I smell bad?"

Holt leans forward sniffing Aizen's hair. "No. You smell like us. I will lick you clean after we rest for a moment." He smiles and chuckles to himself.

The half elf and demon lay beside each other for an hour or so, barely moving, just relaxing to the sound of each-others breath, sometimes returning a kiss, but mostly they just lay there and praise each-others skin.

Holt holds Aizen and caress his skin. I think we should go out for food. "When we return, I would like to hear your latest work with the lute."

Aizen sits up on his chest. "Where would you like to go? I'd like raw food tonight. I mean, I had your meat, which is as good as it gets, but... Some seafood would be nice."

"Seafood would be excellent. Something not too filling." He rubs Aizen's chest and stomach. "I think we should eat light. I would like to take you again before we sleep. If you're able. He winks at Aizen, poking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth. Should we check on Lev while we're out?"

He sits up, looking for his clothes. He's out with a friend for the night. "Cool, huh? That he made a friend? And of course you can take me again. Again and again and again! It's not like I will sleep for another four or five nights."

"True." He rises and searches for clean clothes, dressing in a light green silk shirt that Aizen made when they first moved in and a pair loose trousers, again, Aizen made. He tightens his belt with sword and dagger. He never leaves the temple without weapons. "I know you won't sleep, but I want to make sure my elfen-ness doesn't overwhelm you." He sticks his tongue out and giggles.

Aizen walks over to the closet, putting on clothes much like the ones he had on before. He helps Holt put on his boots, kissing him right at the door. "I'm always overwhelmed by your loving. That's why I'm with you."

Holt shakes his head. "No, that's not true. I'm always overwhelmed by your love for me. I'm so lucky to be yours." As they exit the room, he takes Aizen's hand in his own. "You should put that in a song."

Lev sat quietly. He watched Bryan sleep through the night. The young boy dreamt, evidenced by his moaning and mumbling in his sleep. Several times through the night, Bryan became erect.

As the sun begins to peek through the window, Bryan's eyes flutter open. He yawns and when his eyes light upon Lev watching him, a bright smile spreads across his face. "Good morning, Lev." He stretches his arms above his head, the blanket falling away to reveal his smooth chest and abdomen, his smooth, hairless armpits. "I dreamt about you."

"I know." Lev smiles, tickling his pits before kissing him. "What were you dreaming about? I saw you getting stiffies every now and then." He kooks under the sheets. They're both naked. "Do you get morning wood?"

Bryan blushes, "Yeah. Sometimes." He looks down. He's erect. He giggles as he flexes his dick, making it bob up and down. "I dreamt that we were flying over a huge forest. And there were dragons and evil demons flying after us. And then I dreamt that we were together in the barn." He giggles again and blushes brightly. "We were in the loft doing stuff and my mom kept looking for us." He frowns. "There was this shadow hidden in the corner that was watching us. It had eyes and it kept watching us and watching us. I didn't really like that dream."

The wolf demon moves up closer, looking his boyfriend in the eyes as he listens. `Strange how dreams tap into reality and the unconscious,' he thinks to himself. `Did he see the shadow that I see? Did it see him to observe?' His fingers grace Bryan's soft skin, then he grips the smaller dick in his hand, stroking it slowly, softly. "Is this ok? Or is it too early in the morning?"

Bryan lays down, his hands folded behind his head. He peeks down to watch Lev stroke him for a moment, before sighing. "Nope, it's not too early, Lev. I have to pee but I can hold it. Maybe you can you rub yours against mine?" He looks at Lev hopefully.

"Sure, Bry." He lays on top of him, a bit afraid he's too heavy, but then not realizing he's not that much bigger in height or weight than his lover. He kisses him as they hump, their dicks rubbing side by side, Lev's tail resting over his legs without reacting like it usually does. "Ahhh... Your skin is so warm. I love this... Your parents aren't gonna walk in on us, are they?"

Bryan returns Lev's kisses, his morning breath is slightly sour. He unfolds his hands and grabs Lev's hip, caressing and pulling him into Bryan's crotch as he spreads his legs a bit. "I don't think so. I think your skin is warm, too. I wish we could stay like this all day." He awkwardly wraps one leg around one of Lev's legs.

Lev allows his blood to warm up even more, hoping that it'll make Bryan sweat. His breath is a bit funky, but he doesn't mind. He learns to enjoy it and continues to kiss him. Lev's tail caresses the leg that Bryan wraps over him. He puts his arms under Bryan's, locking him by the shoulder, and humps him harder as if he were fucking him. "Unnnh! Unnnh! I love you, Bryan.. I wish I could fuck you."

Bryan returns Lev's kisses, becoming more and more hungry for Lev's mouth and tongue. "I wish your teeth weren't so sharp. I'm afraid of cutting my tongue. I know I'm not going to, though. I just can't help it!" He resumes kissing, holding Lev's hips and butt and pulling his demon lover into him, grunting with every thrust. He mumbles through their kisses. "I wish you fuck me, too. And that I could do it to you." He's starting to sweat, a fine sheen appearing on his forehead and torso. He either doesn't notice or doesn't care.

"I'll be as careful as I can to not let my teeth harm you." He kisses him deep as he can, their tongues colliding and swapping spit. "See? Here... I think your mouth needs something else." He stands up on his knees, bends forward, and positions his erect cock before putting it into Bryan's mouth. He fucks it carefully at first but is so horny that he just wants to fuck it like the demon wolf that he is.

Bryan closes his eyes and sucks hard on Lev's dick. He loves the taste and feel of it in his mouth. He moans and whimpers happily as the demon dick is pushed in and out of his mouth, as Lev fucks his mouth. He grabs Lev's butt, squeezing and caressing the round, smooth cheeks. He keeps his legs spread wide, the cool morning air feeling almost as good as his mouthful of cock.

Lev starts to pump faster, harder, holding him behind the neck gently. He moans loudly, forgetting that there are still people present in the house. "Ahhh!!! Fuck, Bryan. That feels so good." He pulls out, looking down at Bryan's neglected dick. He gets down on all fours, his tail standing up and then laying on his back as he goes down to give it a lick while Bry jacks off. Lev moves his hand out of the way and masturbates him as he sucks on his balls. They're small, a bit sweaty, and he can get them both in his mouth with ease. He sucks on the head first, tonguing the piss slit, switching between masturbating him with spit and his mouth.

Suddenly, as he's bopping down on Bry's cock, the bedroom door is pushed open. Shivers send him jumping back to his side of the bed as he freaks out, still naked and erect. It's Aldan.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! Sir, I, uh, it's uh," He looks to Bryan for answers or help, back at Aldan, but remains frozen in action.

Bryan looks at the door, his eyes filled with fear and panic. "Daddy!" He pulls the blanket up as he slides next to Lev, covering them both, and wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. Either to protect him or to reassure himself, he squeezes Lev and holds him tightly. "We weren't doing anything!"

Aldan stands in the doorway for a moment. He's wearing a simple cotton shirt and short pants that end just above his knees. He stares at the spectacle before him for several long seconds. Slowly, he steps into the room and closes the door behind. He sighs as he crosses the room, grabbing a chair and sitting at the edge of the bed. His face is unreadable, years of prison work giving him an implacable mask against surprises. "Your mother's taken the little ones into town with her for errands. I thought that the three of us might do something together. Fishing or visiting your temple." He glances at Lev. "I didn't expect this."

Lev looks at Bry, anxious and afraid "Uh... I didn't... It won't happen again, sir." He looks as if he might cry.

Bryan clings to Lev. He looks at his father, then back to Lev. He buries his head against Lev's neck and begins to cry. "Please, daddy. Don't tell mommy! She won't understand like you do. She'll make us stop. Please." He begs amidst his tears.

Aldan spreads his arms. "No, I don't think I'll tell your mother just yet." Bryan looks at him and launches himself into his father's arms. Aldan wraps one arm around him. He looks at Lev. "You, too. Come on." He extends his free arm towards Lev, beckoning him for a hug.

Lev cautiously reaches in to join the hug, not completely sure of how to feel just yet. "So... Bryan and I can still be together, right?"

Aldan hugs them both. "Gods, of course you can. It must be a weakness, men in our family don't seem to be able to resist falling in love with demon boys." He sniffs Lev. "If was your age, I'd join in."

"You would?" Lev looks to Bryan, sitting next to him with their legs dangling over the bed. "Uh... Bryan, maybe..." He whispers into his ears, asking if maybe Aldan can show them how to properly have sex.

Bryan listens and wipes his eyes. He whispers back, "You ask him. He's my dad."

"What? Why me?" He grunts, looking to Aldan. "Uh... Maybe..." The boy speaks with resistance. "You... could... show us... how to have sex?"

Aldan looks at the boys in his arms. The naked boys in his arms. He is surprised and his brain struggles to process Lev's request. His face shows his confusion. "Show you?"

"Well, I just want to make sure that I don't hurt Bryan. Especially if I ever transform into my wolf form, then I really wouldn't want to hurt him." Lev holds his boyfriends hand, squeezing it to face his embarrassment.

Aldan nods. He remembers his encounters with Drew. The passion and love. The overwhelming desire. The biting. The care they took when fucking. He closes his eyes and sniffs Lev again. `He smells like you, Drew...What should I do?'

Bryan squeezes Lev's hand. "Please daddy. We want to do things but we don't know how. And. . .and . . .I LOVE HIM!!!" He shouts the last words and throws his arms around Lev.

Lev panics, still afraid of Aldan despite putting some trust into him. "And I love him too."

Aldan nods slowly. He wants to make sure Bryan is safe. He knows that Lev has powers, powers that could endanger his son, in addition to his horns and teeth. "Alright. The two of you are in love, that I do not doubt. And demons, even demon boys have teeth and horns that could injure in a moment of passion or not knowing." He pulls off his shirt, pointing to the bite scars from Drew. "Drew gave these to me. He knew just how hard to bite to leave me these reminders, how hard to intensify our fuc. . .our love making. I don't know how to start or what to say..." He looks at the two boys. Their young, hairless bodies cause his heart to flutter. Lev with his short horns and black wolf tail. Bryan with his smooth and toned tanned skin. Aldan feels a stirring in his being. He shakes his head. "What would you boys like to know?"

Lev pushes his boyfriend over to show his ass, pointing to it. "I want to fuck him! And I want him to fuck me! But, but I don't want it to hurt." He turns him over, rubbing his face into Bryan's chest as they laugh.

Bryan nods emphatically, "Yes! We want to fuck each other!"

Lev makes room for Aldan to sit on the bed.

Aldan is taken aback by their forwardness. "Well...the first thing you need is grease of some sort. There's a jar downstairs, hidden in the . . ."

The soldier's son jumps up and runs to the door. "I know! I know!" He runs down the stairs before Lev or Aldan can speak.

Aldan looks at Lev, smiling awkwardly. "I agree, Bry is probably too young for your bites. When he gets older, you can experiment with that. It was always quite exciting when Drew would bite me. We'd share my blood in our kisses and it would drive us to such passion." As he speaks, a lump appears in his short pants, growing as he describes the memories. "He marked me as his with those bites. You remind me of him so much, Lev."

He blushes, looking away from him. "I'm sorry... Maybe I have been insensitive lately." He looks at the bulge. "You can, you know, please yourself if you want." He reaches for his own softie, stroking it to get himself hard again before Bry comes back.

Aldan looks down. He blushes. "I don't know if that would be wise. I could become so aroused I might. . ."

Bryan bursts into the room, holding a small jar in front of him like a trophy. "Haha! I found it ages ago. Mother was so mad when I brought it to the table. I thought it was butter." He shrugs and giggles sheepishly. "I saw where she hid it." He notices Lev playing with himself as he approaches the bed. He smiles, his own dickie twitching to life. He sheepishly looks at his father. He notices his father's hard-on. "You should show it to Lev. I bet it's really, really big. I've only seen it when we've been bathing or at the river." He explains, hopping on the bed, spreading his legs and beginning to manipulate himself.

Lev takes a hold of the jar, then hands it back Bryan as he rubs his leg and massages his nipples.

Aldan stares at the two boys, his dick swelling and hardening, pressing uncomfortably against his pants. They are so beautiful together. "I don't know, Bry. I don't know if Lev would like that."

Bryan throws one leg over Lev's and reaches for his boyfriend's cock. He takes Lev's hand and puts on his own dick and they stroke each other. "Please show us. I want to see what I'm going to look like when I'm older. Right, Lev?"

Lev chuckles, "Yeah. It's fine! I want to see it. Maybe you could even play with us if you'd like." He nudges his head into Bryan's, avoiding hitting his horns into his head, which was just pure luck. "I bet it's huge."

Aldan looks at them, watching them stroke each other. Smelling them. HIs cock aches to be released. Katy is in her 8th month. They haven't had sex since before Drew. He stands. HIs cock strains against his short pants. He grabs the waist and begins pushing them down. His body is muscular and fit, hairy, and scarred. As his waistband hits his pubic area, he hesitates, staring at Lev and Bry. The boys can see that he's closely trimmed his pubes, not shaven, but neatly trimmed.

Lev and Bryan cheer him on, their shoulders touching. "Show it! Show it! Show it!"

Aldan pushes his pants down and steps out of them. His cock swings freely, larger than any either of the boys has seen before. Bryan looks at Lev, his eyes wide and mouth in an "O" as he's amazed by his dad's huge member. He squeaks, "Wow! Mine's going to be that big, Lev!" He looks serious for a moment. "I hope that won't be too big for you." Bryan stands on his knees leaning closer to get a good look at his dad's dick. The thick nine inches of cut cock seem even bigger to the two boys crouched together.

Aldan watches the boys react. He hesitation is dissolving, their interest and excitement proving contagious.

Lev looks to Bryan. "Is it ok if he joins us? Plays with us, I mean?" He runs one hand over Aldan's back, warm, and seemingly manipulative with its touch. "If your dick is gonna get that big, maybe he can help me practice for it!"

Bryan nods rapidly, "Yeah! That's a great idea. How big will yours get, Lev? We can both practice!" He reaches out, and before Aldan can object, Bryan wraps his hand around the base. Well, he tries to wrap his hand around it, his hands are too small. Aldan moans as he watches. Bryan looks up at his father, then to Lev. "I think he likes it. He's making noises like we do. It's so warm! Almost like yours, Lev."

The demon thinks about it for a second. "I don't know... I'm almost six inches already, but I don't know if it'll grow any longer. It's a few inches longer when I'm in my wolf form." He spits into his hand and jacks his boyfriend off a little faster. "Why don't you sit in between us, Aldan? Hey, Bry, maybe we can both work on him with our mouths?"

Aldan sits between the boys. He rubs their shoulders and backs. "Whatever you boys want to learn, I'll do my best. You know about kissing?"

Bryan leans towards Lev, his mouth open and his tongue wiggling like a worm angling for a fish. He's on his knees, one hand wrapped around his dad's cock, squeezing and stroking. The other on his dad's chest. His dick, the smallest in the room at four inches, is rock hard. Aldan's hand slide down to cup Bryan's soft butt cheeks. His other hand slides down Lev's back, cupping and squeezing his butt cheeks as well. He looks at Lev. "Do you like having your tail petted?"

Lev nods, "Yeah... All demons do! But, but, you don't wanna do it too much, or we get to excited. And don't pull it." He kisses Bryan back, their spit falling over Aldan's dick as they part. "But you probably knew that already." He bends downwards and, on his side, his tail leaning over his hip to his belly button. He strokes himself as he licks at the larger cock from the underside of the shaft. He's never seen anything as large as it before, so he can't take his eyes off of it.

Bryan follows Lev down to his dad's nine-inch cock. He shifts his position so that he can lick it without being gored by Lev's horns. He sticks his tongue out and licks along the shaft, sometimes tracing along the brown circumcision scar. His father moans. "That tastes good. Is that what I taste like, Lev? Hey, what happens if you get too excited?"

Aldan caresses the shoulders and neck of both of the young boys as they talk and examine his cock. He can't believe how beautiful they look next to his dick. He slides his hands down their backs, playing with Bryan's ass, while stroking Lev's tail gently. "You two kids are so beautiful..."

Lev is slow with how he tends to Aldan's cock, making sure his sharp curved horns don't hit his boyfriend. He's the first to start, sucking, spitting a nice amount down on the head of Aldan's cock before sucking it halfway down the shaft. He reaches for his boyfriends hand, squeezing it as he does this, making sure that he's okay with it. As he takes it out of his mouth, he tongue kisses Bry, their sloppy kisses leaking spit everywhere as they take turns practicing on the thick, monstrous cock. "Who's first to get fucked?"

Aldan looks at them both, breathless and now fully aroused. "I'm too large for Bryan, I know that. You're a demon, I'm not sure."

"Maybe we should play a game to decide?" He looks to Bry, still stroking Aldan's cock. "You have a coin, or dice?"

Bryan looks up and nods as he licks his dad's head. He kisses it once more before pulling away. Flopping on his stomach, he meeps an 'ow' reaching underneath himself to adjust his boner before reaching under his bed. He pulls out his chest and opens it, retrieving a small bag of silver coins.

Aldan looks at Lev. "If you want to practice biting, the top of my thigh is a good spot. Or my arms. Just don't take any flesh." He lifts the hand on Lev's tail and lightly traces his fingernails over Lev's back and butt, ever so lightly touching the skin. "Or you could bite me as we kiss...if you wish."

Lev sits back up, grabbing one coin. "Uhh... I didn't really think this through. You have any ideas, Aldan?"

Aldan smiles. "Many ideas. But I don't know if you boys could handle them." He clears his throat. "What do you two want me to show you?"

Bryan holds up a hand, ticking off fingers as he gives his list, "How we suck one as big as yours. How to we can fuck each other without hurting each other. How to get fucked by a dick as big as yours. How to kiss better. And anything else that feels good." He looks at Lev, waiting for his list.

Lev continues on, "Tell me how to fuck Bry, what positions to use, how all three of us can work together while we're having sex..." Flips the coin and looks at Bry. "I'm fucking you first. Maybe... I could transform into my wolf form. Would that be okay? You'll have to see me like that someday, anyway, so best to see it now, and experience that red dick!" The boy giggles.

Bryan nods and looks to his father expectantly. Aldan nods. "Do you want to see each other's faces as you fuck?"

Lev's mouth opens wide, excited, "Yeah! Of course I do!"

Bryan nods as well. "And kiss. I want to kiss him, too. Or you if you fuck me, dad."

Aldan nods, tousling Bryan's hair. "On your back then. Oh! If either of you have to relieve yourselves, better to do it now. It's best to clean your butts out before having sex with other men. There's many drinks you can use for it that make it safe and clean. I'm sure the shop at the demon temple even has some." He looks at them, thinking for a moment. "Have you tasted each other's pee? You can drink it and it will arouse you even more."

Lev looks strangely at Aldan. "Drinking pee? That's disgusting! Why would you want to do that?" The two boys roll into the middle of the bed. Lev hands the bottle to Aldan while Bryan gets in position, laying on his back as he masturbates. So, uh, what do I do? Just, put it on and push it in, right?

Aldan shakes his head. "Noooo, oh no. That will hurt like all the hells. You have think of it like kissing." He looks at both of the boys seriously. "If you think drinking a little pee is gross, you may not like this part. Bry, pull your knees up to your chest." Bryan nods and does as he's told, wrapping his arms through his knees, locking his legs up high. His butt is pink and clean, his hole a pink little button. Aldan lays down, gesturing to Lev to lay next to him and watch. "It's important to relax his hole, as well as making it as slick as possible. This is the best way to relax him." Aldan leans forward, tickling Bryan's hole with his tongue. Bryan giggles and moans.

"It tickles, daddy. But it feels so good!"

Aldan makes sure that Lev gets a view as he licks and tickles Bry's hole, his son's hole. He takes one finger and gently, carefully massages the hole. Bryan moans again, his entire body shivering. "You do this for a while, and you'll feel him and see it relax. Pay attention, Bry, because you're going to have to do this for Lev, too."

Lev takes mental notes seriously, then gets into position. "Ok... Well, here goes nothing." He leans down to lick at Bryan's hole, but his horns are a bit in the way. Bothered, he scoots his lover up a bit higher, grips tightly, and begins his feast. He's a natural and eating ass. He licks in circles, then in long, patient strokes. He loses track of time as he gets lost in the taste. It doesn't really have a unique taste other than that of skin, but for some reason it's addictive and a huge turn on for him. He's having pre-cum drip from his head just from tasting him. He lodges his tongue deeper into Bryan's hole, beginning to stroke himself as he does so. "Am I doing alright, Bry?" He takes his thumb, massaging over it gently, pushing it in halfway before taking it out.

Bryan nods for a minute before remembering that Lev can't really see him nodding. He croaks out his reply, "Yeah, Lev. That's really nice, incredible even. It feels so good and so far, nothing has hurt." He pauses. "I just wish I could suck you. Daddy, can I suck you while Lev is licking my butt and fucking me? Pleeeeassse?"

Aldan observes Lev, rubbing his back, squeezing his butt cheeks, and occasionally stroking his tail. "What do you think, Lev?"

Lev looks back to Aldan. "Yeah. You should! I love pounding his mouth with my dick!"

Aldan starts to move up towards Bryan's head. He pauses and looks at Lev. "I want to kiss you."

"Kiss me? Why?" He looks up at him confusedly.

Aldan is uncertain. "I don't know exactly. I just do." He looks down. "Maybe that's too much. Never mind. Keep licking and use one finger, then try with two. When you're able to do that without hurting Bry, we'll slip your dick in there. Transform before then if you want to. I've never helped an anthro fuck, though, but whatever you do, don't push your knot into him! Wait until you've fucked a few more times before you do that. When you do finally use your knot, don't force it out – let it come out naturally.

Bryan cranes his neck to look at Lev. "Can he kiss me, Lev? Would you mind? Oooh!!! That feels so good. I want to do this all day."

"Of course he can kiss you. He's your father, after all!" He rubs his thumb over Bryan's hole again, this time pushing it all the way in. When he pulls out, he immediately returns with his tongue, licking furiously at it. He reaches for the jar, wetting two fingers, then puts them in carefully. "Good thing I can file my nails with my teeth!" He chuckles. "Or else this would probably hurt, huh?" His fingers are going in easier now. He's never felt anything like it and can't wait to get inside of him. Already, he knows that he's probably more of a top than anything else. "Damn, Bry! I wanna fuck you so bad!"

Bryan shivers and whimpers as Lev continues to finger him. It hurts a little bit, but it feels so good and the pain goes away so quickly he doesn't even think to mention it. He looks up at his father. He's staring at his huge cock, and above that his hairy belly and further up, his hairy chest. Bryan grabs the cock and rubs his hand over the head. Aldan moans. "Daddy, kiss me like Lev does. With your tongue."

Aldan hovers over his son, his cock raging hard. Lev is working his boy's ass with tongue and finger and Bryan is enjoying every moment. He moans as Bryan grabs his head and squeezes and rubs it. Aldan lays down on his side, he face near Bryan's. The boy still working his cock. Aldan leans in as Bryan smiles. Their lips touch and in a flash, Bryan's tongue is searching Aldan's mouth. Aldan returns the kiss, caressing and squeezing Bryan's dick and balls. Bryan moans happily.

Slowly, Lev's body begins to transform into something more anthropomorphic. Bryan strokes himself slow and gentle as he watches, while his father lathers the head of his cock around his sons face. The wolf boy is covered with soft black fur that shines in the candlelight. Hs entire bone structure contorts and changes to match that of an anthro, but even though he doesn't appear human now, the two of them staring at him can still tell it's Lev by his horns and the shy smile always on his face.

"Woah..." Bryan is shocked and amazed by the wolf demon's beauty. At first, he didn't know if he'd still be into him if he ever transformed, but now he knows more than ever that his love would never change. His eyes gaze at Lev's cock, once humanoid in appearance, which is now red like a dogs, with a large knot at the end of it. "You're so beautiful. I'm glad I get to see you, and feel you like this."

Lev spits down to his dick to jack off as he watches the two of them return to kissing one another, mesmerized, and ready to fuck his boyfriend. His voice is the same as he speaks, "I'm gonna enter you now, but don't stop doing what you're doing." He pulls up Bryan's legs against his chest, pushing into him too fast on accident, but his lover doesn't react as painfully as he'd expect. The boy is either a natural or it could be the lubricant they're using, Lev thinks. He leans in closer to him until his warm breath is being exhaled over his neck. "Ahhh... You feel that? Like my six inches of wolf cock inside of you?"

Bryan pulls away from his kiss with Aldan, sucking in air sharply as he is penetrated for the first time. HIs eyes spring wide open, then he shuts them tight for a moment, two moments, then he opens them. Staring at Lev, he nods that Lev should keep fucking him. He holds his demon lover just below the armpits, holding tightly, getting used to the feel of having his boyfriend inside of him. "Yesssss," he hisses as Lev thrusts into him. "It feels great."

Aldan kisses Bryan again, giving his son as much tongue as he can take. Bryan sucks eagerly, stopping only to breath, until his father pulls away. The boy is in too much pleasure to speak. He watches his boyfriend's face as he fucks him and watches his dad kiss Lev's shoulder gently, as if asking permission from the boy demon.

Lev kisses his lover just once before leaning his head down under Bryan's chin in an angle where his horns don't protrude his love. He moves slowly and carefully as his body temperature rises. "Yeah, it feels amazing. We're one now." He wipes back sweat on his face. His tail is mostly motionless as most of his energy is focused on fucking Bryan. He looks to Aldan. "Will you fuck me as I fuck your son?"

Aldan kisses Lev's fuzzy black shoulder once more before answering. "I would love to, Lev. But I think I would hurt you, wouldn't I?"

The boy nods. "Yes, it would, but... I trust you." He looks to Bry for permission. "Is that okay with you?" He continues thrusting into him at the same pace.

Bryan forces his eyes open. Sweat runs in small rivulets from his forehead and face, down onto his neck. He swallows heavily. He nods his head. "Will it feel as good for you as this does for me?" Each word is gasped out, with some being mixed with a moan.

"I don't know. We'll have to find out. I'm gonna pull out now and we'll get into a different position." He pulls out of him slowly, surprised to see that his dick is still clean, which is a wave of relief to his gay mind. The demon lays on his side, moving Bry with him into this motion and moves him around to make room. Their legs touch beside each other as Lev angles himself into position again. This time it's a bit more complicated, but with enough confidence and concentration he's able to enter him again. One leg stays behind the other while the other is curled over another. He thrusts slowly, three times as he goes to squeeze his lovers hand, exhaling even louder into Bry's ear. "Ahhh. Fuck yeah. You like that?" He moves his tail out of the way and looks to Aldan. "Come on, big boy. Don't you want some tail?"

Bryan pokes his butt into Lev as best he can, reaching behind himself with one hand to grasp Lev's hip, and pull him into him. "I like it a lot, Lev. You feel so good." He places his hand over Lev's and closes his eyes, lost in the thrusts of his lover.

Aldan arches an eyebrow. He takes the jar and looks at it. "Oh, I want your tail, Lev." Aldan lays down and spreads Lev's butt-cheeks with his thumbs and buries his face in Lev's ass. He tongues and sucks the demon's hole, loosening and lubing him with spit. He tastes close to Drew. Aldan fingers Lev as he licks. As he licks Lev's butt cheek, he bites him, not hard, but as a test to see if Lev's likes it as much as Drew did. All the while, with one hand, he cautiously strokes the base of Lev's tail. "Don't cum yet, Lev. Give me a chance to loosen you up."

"I'm good, so far," Lev says while sweating. His hands play with Bryan's hair, cheeks, chin, all over his face as he fucks him. He doesn't want to be too rough, at least not at the moment. "Your fingers feel nice inside of me, Aldan. You can be one with us whenever you want." He licks up beads of sweat on Bryan's neck, whispering words of 'I love you's and 'i'll always be yours' and such.

Bryan twists his neck to get his face close to Lev's. "Kiss meeeee!" He practically begs Lev. He's grunting with every thrust now. HIs voice high pitched with excitement and strange new pleasures. "I love you, Lev...don't leave meeee."

Aldan watches Bryan and Lev fucking and caressing and kissing each other. Lev is relaxed. Aldan squeezes behind Lev, smearing his cock with goose grease. Gently, he moves Lev's tail so it won't get caught or pinched between them. He swings one arm over both boys, pulling them closer to him and bringing them closer to each other. Leaning his face against Lev's back and neck, he kisses and nibbles. HIs cock head teases Lev's hole for an instant before passion and the sexual energy coursing through the room overtake him. Aldan slowly, carefully, slides his thick cock, almost a child's arm, into Lev. He listens carefully and tries to read Lev's body as he slides into the boy. At the first sign of pain, he withdraws, only to plunge in again, a little deeper this time. "You are so tight, Lev. So beautiful as you fuck Bryan."

Lev moans, seemingly painfully at first, but he assures him that he's just adjusting to it. "I'm fine... You can go deeper." His grip on Bryan tightens and he pumps into him much more heavily, squeezing and clawing at his lover. "Don't worry. There's no way I'm letting go right now." He laughs, then comes in to tongue kiss his lover.

Bryan returns the kiss hungrily, sucking as if he wants all of Lev in his mouth through one kiss. He's moaning almost constantly, punctuating them with high pitched grunts. "Ungh...ungh....ungh. Are you . . .ngh....going to cum in me?"

Aldan goes deeper, harder. Driving his cock into Lev, kissing his neck and back, biting him softly. He holds one arm if front of Lev. "If you want to bite, bite me. But don't tear out chunks...draw blood if you like...but no ripping." He's driving himself six inches into Lev with each thrust, slows for a moment, and when his cock is buried in his new boy at his full length of nine inches, he moves his hips, searching inside Lev with the sensitive head of his cock. "Cum in you or on you?"

"Inside of me, please. I'll fill you up in a moment notice, Bry." He uses his ass to fuck Bry and ride Aldan's dick at the same time, receiving the best of both worlds in the middle position. The pleasure and bliss drives him over the edge as he increases his speed. He can barely give warning when he cries out. "Fuck! Here it comes babe! Fuuuuck!!!" He reaches down to start jacking off Bryan's four inches as he shoots his hot load into him. Even after he's finished, he continues to thrust. "Come on! Give it to me, Aldan!"

Aldan wordlessly picks up his pace, thrusting his entire cock into Lev. Bryan moans and giggles and gasps for air as Lev fills him with cum and strokes him to a quick dry orgasm. Clearly, Bryan loves being fucked and can come close to orgasm through that alone. HIs entire body shakes and twitches as he dry cums, "I loooove you, Leeevvvv!" He giggles out his affection.

Aldan is pumping into Lev. It's been months since he's lain with another. Katy is pregnant and has been in no mood for months. And in truth, Aldan was lost in missing his husband. But Lev has reignited his hunger, his need for sex and intimacy. He whispers hotly, "Here it comes, Lev." His thrust are fast and hard. He grunts loudly. "Gods! nngghh....oh, fuck yes....nnggh...so good..." His cock swells and releases its load into Lev, deep within him. Aldan's head jerks and he bites Lev's shoulder as he cums. The load is fired deeply into Lev, who is too lost in the sensations of fucking and being fucked to bother counting. All he knows is that Aldan cums and cums, holding both boys. And then, he's done. His balls drained, he lays his head on Lev, breathing heavily, sweat dripping from him onto the young fuzzy wolf-demon. "That was...very nice, boys."

The three of them stay tightly together even after emerging out from one another, covered in each-others sweat, cum, and the sweet after smells of sex and traded spit. Lev stares up at the ceiling for a while, his heart beating like crazy as he tries to relax. "Fuck, Aldan... That was insane. Amazing, though. You too, Bryan. I loved being inside of you." He starts to massage his boyfriends shoulders. "So... What do we do for the rest of the day? Clean up, of course. But what else?"

Bryan's eyes are shut, and he snuggles back into Lev. "We should fuck again, Lev. Do you think dad can fuck me? Would it hurt too much?"

Aldan smiles. He traces his fingers lightly over both boy's skin. Along their ribs and hip bones, over their tummies and nipples. He kisses Lev's neck, then his wolf ears, and doesn't stop as he answers. "Glad you enjoyed, both of you. I took it easy on you, Lev. Wanted to see how you felt after." He looks around and sniffs the air. "Yes, we should clean up in here, gather your sheets for washing. Breakfast then. Lev, don't they have public baths at your temple? Or we could fuck again if you two would like. There's so much more to teach you."

Bryan stretches, but cuddles back into Lev as soon as he's done. "I am hungry. But I want to be fucked again today."

Lev hugs Bryan tightly. "They probably wouldn't allow you two to bathe there since you don't live in the temple." He sits up and slaps Bry's ass to get his attention. "Let's bathe and maybe later I can jack off while Aldan fucks you. Or I could plow your mouth while he does it."

Bryan yelps in surprise and pain. He wrinkles his nose at Lev as he gets up. "I don't want to be plowed! You can fuck my mouth? I think that's better than 'plowing' me anywhere." He sticks his tongue out at Lev. "That would be really fun to have both of you in me at the same time, one in my mouth the other in my butt." He tugs the sheet off of his bed and holds it up. There are stains in many places, some just stains, some obviously wet and moist. Taking a clean corner, Bryan wipes himself down, handing another clean corner to Lev.

Aldan nods. "Well, we can bathe here or go swim the river in you two would like. I do need to head to the temple today sometime to talk with Aizen."

"Oh... Okay." Lev cleans the cum and sweat off of him quietly. "How about we get cleaned up while you do that?"

Aldan pulls his clothes back on. "I may be gone for some most of the day. I'm not sure if you want to share in this, Lev, or if you just want let Aizen and I deal with it until we have an answer."

Bryan grabs clean underclothes and heads for the door. "I'll get water in the tub, Lev. Will you be able to heat it?"

The wolf boy giggles into his hands. "Are you kidding? I could incinerate this house! But I won't, of course. That's a yes, by the way."

The two naked lovers travel downstairs with him, looking for the mother, whom seems to be gone with the younger kids.

Aldan bundles up their dirty clothes into the bed sheet and carries it downstairs. He finds bread and cheese, taking food and drink into the tub room. As the boys bathe, he cleans himself with a wet cloth. "As soon as we're finished here and eating, I'll head out. You two wash these..." He points to the bundle of soiled bedclothes. "...And don't neglect your lessons, either! Fucking is good fun and all, but you need your education, too."

The boys grunt together. Lev splashes water at his boyfriends face, sticks out his long tongue, and jokes, "If you clean the sheets, I'll give you some lessons about my knot, later."